For each too narrow yet both claim it whole Love as the younger must be forc'd away Hence with the Captives General and convey To several Prisons that young Man and this Peruvian Woman Trax. How concern'd she is I must know more Mont. Fair Princess why shou'd I Involve that sweetness in my destiny I cou'd out-brave my death were I alone To suffer but my fate must pull yours on My breast is armed against all sence of fear But where your Image lies 't is tender there Ynca Forbear thy saucy love she cannot be So low but still she is too high for thee Zemp. Be gone and do as I command away Mont. I ne'er was truly wretched 'till this day Orazia Think half your sorrows on Orazia fall And be not so unkind to suffer all Patience in Cowards is tame hopeless fear But in brave minds a scorn of what they bear Exit Ynca Montezuma Orazia Traxalla Zemp. What grief is this which in your face appears Aca. The badge of sorrow which my Soul still wears Zemp. Though thy late actions did my â—nger move It cannot rob thee of a Mother's love Why shou'dst thou grieve Grief seldom join'd with blooming youth is seen Can sorrow be where knowledge soâ—â—ce has been Fortune does well for heedless youth provide But Wisdom does unlucky age misguide Cares are the train of present power and staâ—e But hope lives best that on himself doâ—s waâ—â— O happiest Fortune if well â—â—derstood The certain prospect of a future good Aca. What joy can Empire bring me when I know That all my greatness to your crimes â— owe Zemp. Yours be the joy be mine the punishment Aca. In vain alas that wish to Heaven is sent For me if fair Orazia must not live Zemp. Why shou'd you ask me what I cannot give She must be sacrific'd Can I bestow What to the Gods by 〈…〉 Aca. O plead not Vows I wish you had not shown You slighted all things 〈◊〉 for a Thâ—oâ—e Zemp. I love thee so that though fear follow still And horrour urges all that have been 〈◊〉 I cou'd for thee Act o'r my crimes â—â—en and not â—epâ—nt Even when I bore the shame and punishment Aca. Cou'd you so many ill acts undertake And not perform one good 〈◊〉 â—or my sake Zemp. Prudence permits not pity 〈◊〉 be shown To those that rais'd the War to shake my â—â—rone Aca. As you are wise permit 〈…〉 just What Prudence will not venture 〈◊〉 must We owe our Conquest to 〈…〉 'T is just his Prisoners be to hiâ— restor'd I love Orazia but a nobler way Than for my Love my Honour to betray Zemp. Honour is but an itch in youthful Blood Of doing Acts extravagantly good We call that Vertue which is only Heat That reigns in Youth till Age finds out the cheat Aca. Great Actions first did her Affections move And I by greater wou'd regain her love Zemp. Urge not a Suit which I must still deny Orazia and her Father both shall dye Be gone I 'll hear no more Aca. You stop your Ears But though a Mother will not Heaven will hear Like you I vow when to the Pow'rs Divine You pay her guiltless Blood I 'll offer mine Ex. Acacis Zemp. She dies this happy Rival that enjoys The Stranger 's love and all my hopes destroys Had She triumph'd what cou'd She more have done Than robb'd the Mother and enslav'd the Son Nor will I at the name of Cruel stay Let dull successive Monarchs mildly sway Their Conquering Fathers did the Laws forsake And broke the Old e're they the New cou'd make I must pursue my Love yet Love enjoy'd Will with esteem that caus'd it first grow less But Thirst and Hunger fear not to be cloy'd And when they be are cur'd by their Excess Enter Traxalla Trax. Now I shall see what thoughts her Heart conceals For that which Wisdom covers Love reveals Madam the Prisoners are dispos'd Zemp. They are And how fares our Young blustering Man of War Does he support his Chains with patience yet Trax. He and the Princess Madam Zemp. Are they met Trax. No but from whence is all this Passion grown Zemp. 'T was a mistake Trax. I find this rash Unknown Is dangerous and if not timely Slain May plunge your Empire in new Wars again Zemp. Thank ye I shall consider Trax. Is that all The Army doat on him already call You cruel and for ought I know they may By force Unchain and Crown him in a day Zemp. You say I have already had their curse For his bad usage shou'd I use him worse Trax. Yet once you fear'd his Reputation might Obscure the Prince's in the People's sight Zemp. Time will inform us best what course to steer But let us not our Sacred Vows defer The Ynca and his Daughter both shall Dye Trax. He Suffers justly for the War but why Shou'd she share his sad fate a poor pretence That birth shou'd make a crime of innocence Zemp. Yet we destroy the poisonous Vipers young Not for themselves but those from whom they sprung Trax. O no they die not for their Parents sake But for the poisonous seed which they partake Once more behold her and then let her dye If in that face or person you can see But any place to fix a Cruelty The Heavens have Clouds and spots are in the Moon But faultless Beauty shines in her alone Zemp. Beauty has wrought compassion in your mind Trax. And you to Valour are become as kind To former services there 's something due Yet be advised Zemp. Yes by my self not you Trax. Princes are sacred Zemp. True whilst they are free But power once lost farewell their sanctity 'T is power to which the Gods their worship owe Which uncontroul'd makes all things just below Thou do'st the Plea of saucy Rebels use They will be judge of what their Prince must chuse Hard fate of Monarchs not allow'd to know When safe but as their Subjects tell them so Then Princes but like publick Pageants move And seem to sway because they sit above Ex. Zemp. Trax. She loves him in one moment this new Guest Has drove me out from this false Womans Breast They that wou'd fetter Love with Constancy Make Bonds to Chain themselves but leave him free With what impatience I her fallhood bear Yet do my self that which I blame in her But Interest in my own Cause makes me see That Act unjust in her but just in me Exit Traxalla Ismeron asleep in the Scene Enter Zempoalla Zemp. Ho Ismeron Ismeron He stirs not ha in such a dismal Cell Can gentle Sleep with his soft blessings dwell Must I feel tortures in a humane Breast While Beasts and Monsters can enjoy their Rest What quiet they possess in sleeps calm bliss The Lions cease to roar the Snakes to hiss While I am kept awake Only to entertain my Miseries Or if a slumber steal upon my Eyes Some horrid Dream my lab'ring Soul benums And
Brawls Caldroon I have Employment for you Exeunt Lerma Maria and Caldroon Med. And for that piece of Night-work too I take it Alca. Pray peace my Lord Med. Let me go I will but ask him A civil Question Alca. What is 't Med. Whether great Men and Fathers too Are not the best and closest Bawds Alca. Fye fye consider who they are Med. 'T is that consider'd doubles every wrong Had I been sindg'd with Lightning I had stood With all my Wrongs hush'd as unwindy Night But to be scorch'd thus by a Candles Snuff A thing that only blazes in expiring And which must dye in its own noisomness Makes my Impatience swell above the Banks Of common temper Alca. You must restrain this Fury whose effect Turns to your own destruction Enter the King with a few Med. What 's this Alca. The King Med. I will speak Alca. Take heed good my Lord. King Which way went Lerma Med. Headlong Sir and 't will be dangerous To follow him King What 's this Med. I was your Souldier once Sir And had Commission to destroy your Enemies And I have done it with my Sword as boldly As I will now attempt it with my Tongue And 't is against a greater Enemy Than ever Fortune brought me to oppose In all your Battels King What Enemy is this Med. So great a one that he 's now become More Terrour to your Souldiers than those Armies They always met with Noble hopes of Conquest Here Victory is lost already for Lerma Has took you Captive King 'T is boldness and not duty to question Prince's Favours Med. But not to beg 'em Sir no more than 't is To pray that Heav'n wou'd turn a Vengeance from us Threatning in Lerma's power Do not forget Great Sir the last Desires your Father made And force him to call louder from his Grave Turn mighty Sir your Looks the other way And see your widow'd People want their King Drooping like Days unlook'd on by the Sun Your Councel wither'd more with Care than Age Grown as much Strangers to your great Affairs As unto Lerma's pleasure Alca. Excellent 't is nobly honest King Must Prince's Favours then be limited Or judg'd by common Breaths 'T is restless Envy that urges Mutinies Shelter'd under duty Exit Med. So the Lesson is learn'd perfect Oh Impudence to make the Majesty of Kings The Pawn of all their Villanies Alca. Brave Lord though I grieve to see you prest Thus into needless dangers yet I must Joy that our Country can yet boast such worth Med. O my Lord so wretched are we growing I tremble to out-live our Happiness Those that wou'd always live among Diseases Ventures not more for Life than I for Death Alca. Nay my brave Lord You shall see all your Friends dare share With equal Courage the worst Fate For wisely to go back is now too late My Jealousies are just lend me your aid And we may dive into the heart of all Med. And into his that wrought these Mischiefs too In greater privacy I 'll utter more Let us be firm and like a mighty Weight Sinking our selves press others to their Fate Exount SCENE II. Enter the King and Maria with two Papers King It is a thing of great Concern Maria And I should have the Opinion of my Councel Mar. Your Councel Sir are you their Sovereign Or wou'd you be a Slave to their Opinions King But if Mar. If what Dull Majesty is this the loudest Tune Of a King's powerful Breath If 's and but 's The timorous Language of the meanest people That are to give account of their low Actions Unto Authority Princes Determinations Shou'd be as free as they design their Power Not shaken with the Aguish touch of Doubts What Tracts leave the great Ocean Or who questions Why it is calm or rages Who shall chide The Sun that warms one portion of the World More than another When you are absolute In Love or Power then I 'll beg again King Stay I have resign'd my Reason to My Love give me the Warrants Now think Maria The King signs them Whether you have not ask'd too much Of one you love so little Mar. Have you done it Sir King You see I have Mra. Do you not repent it Sir Nor hate me as an Instrument Of pressing you to Acts unworthy of you King Oh Maria 't is hard for me to hate As 't is for you to love Mar. But have I not amaz'd you Sir In pressing you so hastily unto an Act Of such Importance King A little Mar. Thus low I beg your pardon And by this measure see to what dangers Princes expose themselves and Crowns By too much trust and kindness King How 's this Have you then acted what you thought amiss Mar. I have Sir by necessity not choice My Father's violence had took another way More fatal had I not gain'd from you These Governments as he designs to send Away the Marquess of Alcara and Count Bruchero King Ha! Mar. Now have I set before you Sir a Mirrour That truly shows How fatal 't is for Princes To shine on any with contracted kindness King Whither must all this tend Mar. For he that does engross your Beams Robs others of your Light and is a Cloud That hangs upon your brightness breeding Ill weather to all the World beâ—â—des while he seems To make you practise power unlimited Just then you have the least obeying his King Excellent Woman Mar. From henceforth Sir be every body's King And then you are your self lend equal ears To what all say and like a skilful Chymist Draw the quick spirit off from every Counsel And from your wise breast breath it as your own King Oh Maria you set foundations for my Love upon my reason now Mar. One thing more I have to beg And then my Father's Life only excepted It is the last I 'll ask these Warrants Sir I will deliver to my Father but in the mean time Those Lords shall have private directions A little to defer their preparations If you dare trust me Sir it is your safety I study now pardon my foolish fears Your danger only nam'd calls forth my tears King Oh do not waste the treasure of your eyes For such a life that you so much despise While I more justly disobey in this To dare be careless of the thing you wish Mar. Can you my heart for want of friendship blame That for your safety have expos'd my fame Love to your glories shou'd his flames resign As fires their Light when the bright Sun does shine King If Thrones be Seats for Cares in a King's Breast Love has a Title sure among the rest My love as a fair Vertue I proclaim When it grows foul I will conceal my shame Mar. Ah 't is some ease to love to be confest But 't is a torment when it is supprest King Do's cruelty a sign of kindness prove Mar. It is the greatest to deny the Love King Both cannot suffer in
My business will seem strange too Emil. Pray quickly Sir I am staid for Mir. That 's part of it Emil. Of what Mir. Why of my business to desire you not to go Emil. What mean you Sir why do you gaze so wildly I hope your thoughts are not so much unsettl'd As your looks why do you desire me not to go Mir. Why you go to be married do you not Emil. Yes what do you mean Pray leave me Mir. I must not nay I cannot leave you Emil. Not leave me What is the business That thus unseasonably you stay me for Mir. I know I have done ill to trouble you But who can help it Love and Whirlwinds Will have their giddy courses The story 's short I saw and lov'd you Wonder not Lightning burns at a flash When lesser Fires do by degrees consume Emil. It is not well to give me this strange trouble How did you come to meet me Pray say no more I must obey and marry Mir. Do and be happy 'T is true I might have dy'd without afflicting you For that I ask forgiveness Emil. I forgive you freely Mir. This then finishes my Wooing He draws a Poniard Emil. Hold you do not mean so madly Mir. I mean thus soberly Emil. Where is your Reason and your Justice Sir â— Think on 't wou'd you rob another of his right Your near Relation too Mir. Not by dying do I Emil. That offends Heaven at whose disposal You ought to be Mir. I am so you are my Heaven here And you dispose me to my Fate Emil. Why d' you cruelly disturb me I know You dare not be so injurious as to Destroy at once your self and all my peace Mir. You mistake Alas I have not courage enough to try Whether or no I can endure to live Emil. Oh you have ruin'd me what shall I do Mir. I am sorry I have troubled you indeed I am But you began to plague me first I was at peace with Woman-kind that is I lov'd none till your eyes began the quarrel Emil. What wou'd you have me do how can I now A void this Marriage ready for the Temple Ingag'd by my Obedience and my Promise Mir. You may pretend a sudden sickness Madam Emil. I need not much pretend it But what is your design in this Mir. I dare not name a Pardon at the first I only beg to be Repriev'd that I may try If it be possible to love you less And you may try to love me more But if you think it too much mercy to Reprieve me Pronounce my Sentence quickly you shall find me Your faithful Executioner Emil. You press me strangely I dare not be the cause of any murther Live I will not marry by all that 's good I will not But from this time see me no more Cruel disturber of my Peace Mir. I lost mine first by seeing you And though I promis'd to obey one Sentence Yet this is too hard dying's easier I cannot promise never to see you more and live Emil. Be gone and leave the most unhappy of all Women Mir. I go remember only this Vow I leave behind Never to live to see you wretched or unkind Exit Emil. Ah me I need not wholly counterfeit Sickness I have an Ague in my thoughts Which shakes my Soul I shall grow faint indeed Governess Enter Taccola Tac. O sweet Charge there 's old calling for you Emil. I cannot go yet lead me to my Chamber I fear I shall grow ill Tac. How how Emil. Prithee peace Tac. Why what a God's name hath this young Fellow done What is he gone and left you Emil. Nothing nothing prithee along I faint Exeunt SCENE III. Enter Bottolo Bot. Hey day what doings there 's within Signior Brancadoro has lost his Mistress By this time they are hunting on a cold scent Or else have quite given her over I wonder my Mistress had not the wit To run away and hide for good and all From her old Caterpillar Hark there 's a new Noise within Noise within And louder too than ever I 'm a Villain If I don't fansie I hear Taccola's shrieks A note above them all what shou'd this mean Enter Brancadoro Bran. O Bottolo did'st thou see my Mistress As I live and breathe I never took more pains a Squirrel-hunting Than I have done in seeking her I would give any thing in reason to any That could but bring Tale or Tidings of her Bot. That reasonable Reward would prove a Julio Bran. Come Bottolo prithee come and help to look her Exit Brancadoro Bot. I had rather help to hide her from such A covetous vapouring Coxcomb How now Enter Moreno hastily Mor. O Bottolo Bottolo run run Bottolo Bot. Whither Sir Mor. Any whither run run fetch a Physician quickly O my Daughter my Daughter What art thou here yet Bot. Why what ails my Mistress Mor. Dying dying she fainted suddenly And lies without a sign of life Bot. A pretty Wedding towards poor Soul Who can blame her to be afraid to be clasp'd by an old Ivy Whose embraces never suffer any thing to prosper Mor. Art thou not gone yet Run quickly Sirrah To Leonardo the Phycisian make all the haste thou canst Bot. I knew there wou'd no good come of this Wedding First or last I go Sir I go Exit Bottolo Enter Castruccio Cast. O mischief No hearing of my Niece Mor. My Daughter my Daughter 's going Cast. And my Niece is quite gone Every corner has been search'd but no finding her Oh oh what a sad day is this Mor. Never a hopeful Morning so o'recast Cast. O my Mistress O my Niece Undone undone Mor. Let 's in and advise together I have sent Bottolo for a Physician Exeunt SCENE IV. Enter Miranzo Mir. There 's yet some hopes the subtle Politician That cannot reach his ends in peace throws all Into disorder He snatches others first from their enjoyments And that makes way for his designs I find we are alike for Peace must be More fatal than Love's Civil War to me What a world of thoughts now offer Their troublesom service to me Wou'd my Man Baptista were come Heaven prevent mischance I cannot doubt his truth I trusted him to help my Sister's flight to the Nunnery No way was left at last but that To cozen Brancadoro of her The Fool had almost flown her to a Mark O Cialto I have strange News to tell thee Enter Cialto Cial. Your looks express as much I thought sorrow and wildness Had hung upon no brow but mine Where have you been What is the Wedding finish'd Why are you thus confus'd ha where 's Samira Mir. Not married to Brancadoro nor ever shall Cial. O my best Friend pardon my fears How safe I am in thee But where is she Mir. You shall know presently I appointed my man Baptista To wait my coming to this place But an accident has brought me sooner than I thought Cial. Bless me What accident In thine eyes appears A strange
unsuccessfully I still o'recome I brought a Rival not a Captive home Yet I may be deceiv'd but 't is too late To clear those doubts my stay brings certain fate Aside Come Prince you shall to Mexico return Where your sad Armies do your absence mourn And in one Battle I will gain you more Than I have made you lose in three before Aca No Montezuma though you change your side I as a Prisoner am by Honour ty'd Mont. You are my Prisoner and I set you free Aca. 'T were baseness â—o accept such Liberty Mont. From him that Conquer'd you it shou'd be fought Aca. No but from him for whom my Conqueror fought Mont. Still you are mine his Gift has made you so Aca. He gave me to his General not his Foe Mont. How poorly have you pleaded Honours Laws Yet shun the greatest in your Country's Cause Aca. What succour can the Captive give the Free Mont. A needless Captive is an Enemy In painted Honour you wou'd seem to shine But 't wou'd be clouded were your wrongs like mine Aca. When Choler such unbridled power can have Thy Vertue seems but thy revenge's Slave If such injustice shou'd my Honour stain My Aid wou'd prove my Nations loss not gain Mont. Be cousend by thy guilty honesty To make thy self thy Countrey 's Enemy Aca. I do not mean in the next Fight to stain My Sword in Blood of any Mexican But will be present in the fatal strife To guard Orazia's and the Ynca's Life Mont. Orazia's Life fond Man First guard thy own Her Safety she must owe to me alone Aca. Your Sword that does such Wonders cannot be In an ill Cause secure of Victory Mont. Hark hark Noise of trampling Aca. What noise is this invades my ears Fly Montezuma fly the Guards are near To favour your Retreat I 'le freely pay That Life which you so frankly gave this day Mont. I must retire but those that follow me Pursue their Deaths and not their Victory Ex. Mont. Aca. Our Quarrels kinder than our Friendships prove You for my Country Fight I for your Love Enter Ynca and Guards Ynca I was to blame to leave this mad Man free Perhaps he may revolt to th' Enemy Or stay and raise some fatal Mutiny Aca. Stop your Pursuits for they must pass through me Ynca Where is the slave Aca. Gon. Ynca Whither Aca. O're the Plain Where he may soon the Camp or City gain Ynca Curse on my dull neglect And yet I do less cause of wonder find That he is gone than that thou stayest behind Aca. My treatment since you took me was so free It wanted but the name of liberty I with less shame can still your Captive live Than take that freedom which you did not give Ynca Thou brave young Man that hast thy years out-done And losing Liberty hast Honour won I must my self thy Honour's Rival make And give that freedom which thou wou'dst not take Go and be safe Aca. But that you may be so Your dangers must be past before I go Fierce Montezuma will for sight prepare And bend on you the fury of the War Which by my presence I will turn away If Fortune gives my Mexicans the Day Ynca Come then we are alike to honour just Thou to be trusted thus and I to trust Ex. all Enter Zempoalla Traxalla and Attendants Zemp. O my Acacis Does not my grief Traxalla seem too rude Thus to press out before my Gratitude Has paid my debts to you yet it does move My Rage and Grief to see those Powers above Punish such Men as if they be Divine They know will most Adore and least Repine Trax. Those that can only mourn when they are crost May lose themselves with grieving for the lost Rather to your retreated Troops appear And let them see a Woman void of fear The shame of that may call their Spirits home Were the Prince safe we were not overcome Though we retir'd O his too youthful heat That thrust him where the dangers were so great Heaven wanted power his Person to protect From that which he had Courage to neglect But since he 's lost let us draw forth and pay His Fun'ral Rites in Blood that we are they May in our Fates perform his Obsequies And make Death Triumph when Acacis dies Zemp. That Courage thou hast shown in Fight seems less Than this amidst Despair to have Excess Let thy great deeds force Fate to change her mind He that courts Fortune boldly makes her kind Trax. If e'r Traxalla so successful proves May be then say he hopes as well as Loves And that aspiring Passion boldly own Which gave my Prince his Fate and you his Throne I did not feel Remorse to see his Blood â—ow from the spring of life into a flood Nor did it look like Treason since to me You were a Sovereign much more great than he Zemp. He was my Brother yet I scorn'd to pay Nature's mean debts but threw those Bonds away When his own Issue did my hopes remove Not only from his Empire but his Love You that in all my wrongs then bore a part Now need not doubt a place within my heart I cou'd not offer you my Crown and Bed Till Fame and Envy with long time were dead But Fortune now does happily present Occasions fit to second my intent Your Valour may regain the Publick Love And make the Peoples Choice their Queens approve Shout Hark hark what noise is this that strikes my Ear Trax. 'T is not a sound that should beget a fear Such Shouts as these have I heard often fly From Conquering Armies crown'd with Victory Zemp. Great God of Vengeance here I firmly vow Make but my Mexicans successful now And with a thousand Feasts thy flames I 'll feed All that I take shall on thy Altars bleed Princes themselves shall fall and make thy Shrine Dy'd with their blood in glorious blushes shine Enter Messenger Trax. How now What News is this that makes thy haste a flight Mess. Such as brings Victory without a Fight The Prince Acaces lives Zemp. Oh I am blest Mess. Reserve some joy till I have told the rest He 's safe and only wants his liberty But that great Man that carries Victory Where e'er he goes that mighty Man by whom In three set Battels we were overcome Ill us'd it seems by his ungrateful King Does to our Camp his Fate and Valour bring The Troops gaze on him as if some bright Star Shot to their Aids call him the God of War Whilst he as if all Conquest did of right Belong to him bids them prepare to fight Which if they shou'd delay one hour he swears He 'll leave them to their Dangers or their Fears And Shame which is th' ignoble Cowards choice At this the Army seem'd to have one Voice United in a shout and call'd upon The God-like Stranger Lead us lead us on Make haste Great Sir lest you should come too late To share with them in
provoke When I am dead Orazia may forgive She never must if I dare wish to live Oraz. Hold hold O Montezuma can you be So careless of your self but more of me Though you have brought me to this misery I blush to say I cannot see you die Mont. Can my approaching Fate such pity move The Gods and you at once forgive and love Trax. Fond Fool thus to mispend that little breath I lent thee to prevent not hasten Death Let her thank you she was unfortunate And you thank her for pulling on your fate Prove to each other your own Destinies Draws Enter Zempoalla hastily and sets a Dagger to Orazia's Breast Zemp. Hold hold Traxalla or Orazia dies O is't Orazia's Name that makes you stay 'T is her great Power not mine that you obey Inhumane Wretch dar'st thou the Murtherer be Of him that is not yet Condemn'd by me Trax. The Wretch that gave you all the pow'r you have May venture sure to execute a Slave And quench a flame your fondness would have burn Which may this City into ashes turn The Nation in your guilty Passion lost To me ungrateful to your Country most But this shall be their Offering I their Priest Zemp. The wounds thou giv'st I 'll copy on her Breast Strike and I 'll open here a spring of blood Shall add new Rivers to the crimson flood How his pale looks are fix'd on her 't is so Oh does amazement on your spirit grow What is your publick Love Orazia's grown Cou'dst thou see mine and yet not hide thy own Suppose I shou'd strike first wou'd it not breed Grief in your publick heart to see her bleed Trax. She mocks my passions in her sparkling eyes Death and a close dissembled fury lies I dare not trust her thus If she must die The way to her lov'd Life through mine shall lie He puts her by and steps before Orazia and she runs before Montezuma Zemp. And he that does this Stranger 's fate design Must to his heart a passage force through mine Trax. Can fair Orazia yet no pity have 'T is just she shou'd her own Preserver save Zemp. Can Montezuma so ungrateful prove To her that gave him Life and offers Love Oraz. Can Montezuma live and live to be Just to another and unjust to me You need not be ungrateful can she give A Life to you if you refuse to live Forgive me Passion I had rather see You dead than kind to any thing but me Mont. O my Orazia To what new joys and knowledge am I brought Are deaths hard lessons by a Woman taught How to despise my Fate I always knew But ne'er dâ—rst think at once of death and you Yet since you teach this generous jealousie I dare not wish your Life if I must die How much your Love my Courage does exceed Courage alone would shrink to see you bleed Zemp. Ungrateful Stranger thou shalt please thy Eyes And gaze upon Orazia while she dies I 'll keep my Vow It is some joy to see That my Revenge will prove my Piety Trax. Then both shall die we have too long withstood By private Passions urg'd the publick good Zemp. Sure he dissembles and perhaps may prove My ruine with his new ambitious Love Were but this Stranger kind I 'd cross his Art And give my Empire where I gave my heart Aside Yet thou ungrateful Man Let thy approaching ruine make thee wise Mont. Thee and thy Love and Mischief I despise Zemp. What shall I do some way must yet be try'd What Reasons can she use whom Passions guide Trax. Some black designs are hatching now false Eyes Are quick to see anothers Treacheries Zemp. Rash Stranger thus to pull down thy own fate Mont. You and that Life you offer me I hate Enter Jaylor Zemp. Here Jaylor take what title must he have Slave Slave Am I then Captive to a Slave Why art thou thus unwilling to be free Mont. Death will release me from these Chains and thee Zemp. Here Jaylor take this Monster from my sight And keep him where it may be always night Let none come near him if thou dost expect To pay thy Life the price of the Neglect Mont. I scorn thy Pity and thy Cruelty And shou'd despise a Blessing sent from thee Zemp. Oh horror to my Soul take him away My Rage like dam'd up Streams swell'd by some stay Shall from this opposition get new force And leave the bound of its old easie course Come my Traxalla let us both forgive And in these Wretches Fates begin to live The Altars shall be crown'd with Fun'ral Boughs Peace-offrings pay'd but with unquiet Vows Ex. Zem. Tr. Oraz. How are things ordered that the wicked shou'd Appear more kind and gentle than the good Her Passion seems to make her kinder prove And I seem cruel through excess of Love She loves and wou'd prevent his Death but I That love him better fear he shou'd not die My Jealousie immortal as my Love Wou'd rob my Grave below and me above Of Rest. Ye Gods if I repine forgive You neither let me die in Peace nor live Enter Acacis Taylor and Indians Taylor They are just gone Sir Aca. 'T is well be faithful to my just design And all thy Prince's Fortune shall be thine Exit Acacis Indian This shall to the Empress Exit Indian Oraz. What can this mean 'T was Prince Acacis if I durst believe My sight but Sorrow may like Joy deceive Each object different from it self appears That comes not to the Eyes but through their Tears Enter Acacis bringing in Montezuma Ha! Aca. Here Sir wear this again Now follow me Mont. So very good I dare not think for I may guess amiss None can deceive me while I trust to this Exeunt Omnes Enter Orazia conducted by two Indians with their Swords drawn Montezuma Acacis whispering another Indian Aca. Think what a weight upon thy Faith I lay Ind. I ne'er did more unwillingly obey Aca. First Montezuma take thy liberty Thou gav'st me freedom here I set thee free We 're equal now Madam the danger 's great Of close pursuit to favour your Retreat Permit we two a little while remain Behind while you go softly o'er the Plain Oraz. Why shou'd I go before what 's your intent Where is my Father whither am I sent Aca. Your doubts shall soon be clear'd Conduct heron Exit Orazia So Montezuma we are now alone That which my Honour ow'd thee I have paid As Honour was so Love must be obey'd I set Orazia as thy Captive free But as my Mistress ask her back from thee Mont. Thou hast perform'd what Honour bid thee do But Friendship bars what Honour prompts me to Friends shou'd not fight Aca. If Friendship we profess Let us secure each others happiness One needs must die and he shall happy prove In her Remembrance t'other in her Love My Guards wait near and if I fail they must Give up Orazia or betray their trust Mont.
Sertorius my revenge not love invites And that strict Friendship which our Souls unites Must now our Soul's affections separate And what you love 't is just that I shou'd hate Mar. What friendship wou'd return my love denies I dare not say I hate whom you despise Enter Sulpitius Her Peace Sulpitius Let him not see disorder in our looks I suspect him How amaz'd he seems Sulp. Help Fortune now thou that hast always sent Thy willing aid to the most confident Madam Her Sir Sulp. Perhaps your own amazement might be less Cou'd I forbear my wonder to express Her What wonder Sir Sulp. Some wonder must attend a sudden change To see Prince Tiridates and Sertorius strange So unlike Lovers now they did appear That they both seem'd as if they never were Her I know not what you mean Sulp. I wish 't were so my troubles then might end One is my Brother t'other is my Friend Yet to those titles there is nothing due Since they so soon forget themselves and you Her You only fancy sure this strange neglect They paid to me as much as I expect Sul. I 'm sorry that my Passion renders me The severe judge of their inconstancy Her Your Passion Sir Sulp. Yes mine so mingled with Eternity It understood not what they seem'd to be Mar. You speak too like a Rival now to prove An uncorrupted Judge in Pleas of love Sul. If I confess the bonds in which I 'm ti'd Fair Marcellina shou'd not seem to chide Since if the just Hersilia pitties me I leave Sertorius to her love more free Mar. In such mean paths as cous'ning States-men move To walk to greatness others tread to love Both creep upon the strength of fawning lyes And on Mens blasted fames attempt to rise Sulp. This to me Madam that have always shewn A sorrow for your wrong Mar. I know of none But those which I receive from your design The injury of Vertue must be mine Sulp. Vertue by truth receives no injury Her Truth is ill carried by an Enemy I 'll do my self and them at least this right To forbid you to come into my sight O Marcellina As going out How hard it is my trouble to disguise Though I believe not him I must my Eyes Exeunt Manet Sulpitius Sulp. What can this mean perhaps they both agree To hide their trouble and to cousen me 'T was dull and foolish to betray my flame Designs that hit shou'd be as swift as aim They shou'd go quicker off Powder not dry Does seldom hit but makes the Fowl more shie Enter Servant O Claudius welcome Ser. Have you sped Sir Sulp. Indifferently but still thy merits Deserve more than I promis'd Here take this And still continue constant to my wishes I shall need thy further help Ser. You shall not fail to have it Sir Sulp. Meet me an hour hence Hard by the Flavian Bridge fail not Serv. You need not Sir repeat commands to me Sulp. Thy rewards shall fall like show'rs upon thee Ex. Serv. My plots fall short like Darts which rash hands throw With an ill aim and have too far to go Nor can I long discoveries prevent I deal too much among the Innocent I Their tracks are not so soon discern'd that go Thorough soul paths as theirs that tread in snow Exit Enter Sertorius and Caska Sert. When will Tiridates meet Cask Presently Sir he promis'd to be there as soon as you A little farther brings you to the place Sert. He 's noble Why shou'd it easier prove To agree more in Virtue than in Love Those that are Rivals in their Piety Are kind yet all bow to one Deity We both have but one Altar and one Flame Our Honour Love and Wishes are the same From those fair Springs true Friendship us'd to flow But from those Fountains now our Quarrels grow Enter Mutius Mut. Noble Sertorius Sert. You mean Sulpitius Mut. I shou'd be glad to see him Sert. Prethee look him Exit with Caska Mut. What 's this I have been better entertain'd My Sword has help'd this Man to Victory But now it seems there is no use of me There may come yet a time Enter five or six Veterans 1. Brave Mutius Mut. Mighty Plebeians yours 1. A hard time Mutius Mut. Easie enough for you brave Veterans I take it you are not cloy'd with business 2. Troth we have scarce business for our teeth Mut. Draw 'em then Hunger is the worst kind of Tooth-ach 1. We have been courted Mutius Speeches made to us and call'd the Bulwarks of the Country Now we are slighted Mut. Did you intend that for a Jest I hate a Souldier that is poor and witty Wit is the peace of every Man hang it A Souldier should be blunt and mutinous 1. We shou'd be hang'd then Mut. Not if you 'd hang together Puppies O the brave days of Julius when he flew The Roman Eagles at the stooping World And dar'd it like a Lark 1. I I those were days Mut. Peace is the rust of Minds brave Souls refine By great Examples and with use they shine I remember Pharsalia's dreadful Field When the first Ranks came to so near a view The Roman Souldiers all each other knew In vain the Generals gave their fierce Commands The Eyes of both the Armies held their hands While Brothers gaze and Fathers Sons behold Nature in whispers her fond stories told Friends gaz'd on Friends forgot they were to fight And made a halt as shameful as a flight When Crastinus advanc'd before the rest And struck his Pyle into a Roman Breast As from one Cloud vast Tempests fill the Skies So showres of Piles from his began to rise Had not his great Example set us free We had been robb'd of that day's Victory 1. I Captain our Emperour has shut up Janus's Gates The World 's at peace now Mut. Let him lull in 't Till he forget the way how to Command 'T is a dark Lanthorn in a Prince's hand 'T is Peace that shines while he in darkness lives Hid by the light which he to others gives The Gown-men now by cherish'd Vices thrive Virtue is starv'd or hardly kept alive Mischief is fed while out of Policy They keep some to betray and some to lie 1. No employment now for Souldiers Mut. You are dull Blockheads when y' are out of pay The Souldiers Vices lie another way D' ye think that Statesmens kindnesses proceed From any principles but their own need When they 'r afraid they 'r wondrous good and free But when they 'r safe they have no memory 1. The Great Men swallow all Mut. Mankind upon each others ruines rise Cowards maintain the brave and Fools the wise Honour and all Religion bears a price But as the rates are set by Death and Vice Enter Sulpitius Sulp. Brave Mutius never more happily met Mut. That 's well did you not meet Sertorius Sulp No why d' ye ask Mut. Nay nothing I thought he had been going to keep an Oracle He
't is more guilt to talk than 't were to fight Sert. How weak these wild distractions make me prove I am taught when to fight and how to love Yet one thing more if in your Breast you have No mix'd designs but what are clear and brave Let us engage whoe'er is happy made To find Hersilia first and bring her aid That he shall make no use of his success Nor the least story of his Love express Till first by our own Swords our cause is try'd It is too great for Fortune to decide Tir. To keep this sacred here I freely vow You learn'd at first but teach me Honour now Sert. Till then let us embrace whoe'er Love guides Unto his bliss for t'other Fate provides Now to our Fortunes I 'll pursue the way Which leads through Numa's Grove Tir. But stay Where shall we meet Sert. Under those stately ranks Of Cypress Trees that shade the Tiber's Banks Near Mutius's House for still I apprehend That Man he 's Mischief's and my Brother's Friend Tir. Agreed in equal hopes now both are tied Sert. But when we meet our wishes must divide Exeunt Enter Artabaces Art How ignorant of every thing I move I know not where I go nor what I love Yet though she 's gone her Image still I find And I pursue what she has left behind Ah my dear Brother poor Tiridates Cast on these Shores I came to look out thee And by my Bonds or Death to set thee free But into other Fetters I am thrown Not by my honour but my Love put on Quite tir'd I seem like a hard-hunted Beast That does not seem to go but sinks to rest Spent Nature's weight hangs heavy on my Eyes Sleep can cure Fevers why not Miseries A Soul's disease can few Physicians find For Emp'ricks only practise on the mind Yet sleep her Image might convey to me And shew in Dreams what I must never see Enter two of Mutius men with Verginia still in a swoon 1. On on to the Tiber with her And Sacrifice her to Neptune 2. The Devil we will what Go twice as far as we need To try to be apprehended for Murderers The next Ditch will serve Ha what 's here A dead man ' slife a most excellent Companion for her If he be asleep let him wake and answer for 't Gently gently so lay her behind him They lay her behind Artabaces So now to Mutius and swear she was dead 1. I and cold too Exeunt Artabaces after a little time wakes Art Sure 't was that Beauty which appear'd so bright My Eyes by waking rob me of my sight When they were shut her Image did appear I star'd too boldly sure and made her fear Turns and sees her Ha! look where she is alas I do mistake For I dream still and think I am awake Some pitying Pow'r this Vision does bestow And helps me to deceive my Sorrow so She groans What 's that my Senses sure are not my own Can empty Dreams and airy Visions groan Her Eyes begin to move and shine with life Now sink again in Death's ungentle strife In doubtful Weather so the Sun resigns Sometimes his Light to Clouds and sometimes shines She lives again O cease your Cruelty And she 'll by that Example pity me She 〈◊〉 Ver. Oh me Have I not slept too long and am to blame Neglecting to attend the Sacred Flame Art Here is that Flame to which your Eyes did give Life first and promis'd it should always live Ver. Where are the Vestals then or where am I Some confus'd Thoughts now shake my Memory I do remember I was seiz'd upon By some rude men I thought there had been none Pray who are you Art Alas I have no Name But that which is my Trouble or my Shame Ver. Sure both my Eyes and Ears deceive me now Once I saw something look'd and spoke like you But by my fond Desires he was betray'd I ow'd him Life which with his Death I pay'd Weeps Art Those Flames you sent me to have let me live Perhaps reserv'd to dye by those you give Ver. Pray do not wrong me are you he indeed I feel some unknown Joys that do exceed The usual Measures of my Happiness I fear there may be guilt in the excess Art O do not fear that Pity e'er can prove A guilt in any shou'd it grow to Love Ver. Pity is Love and then it need not grow Art In the World 's common Charity 't is so Such Love is only in Obedience shown To those above the other is our own Ver. We shou'd deny our own Affections still Art These Passions are all Strangers to the Will When I first saw your Eyes my Heart was free Ver. O that I cou'd restore your Liberty Art That way there is no pity to be shown Restore not mine but try to lose your own Ver. Will that strange way a Remedy procure Can a Disease in one another cure Art In Love's Disease neither their Cures obtain But both grow well by one anothers pain Ver. I know not what you mean but I incline To think that your Misfortunes wou'd be mine Art May I not dare to wish a little more Ver. Take heed Our Wishes may be Faults when they exceed Art Do covetous men or the ambitious find Their vast Desires by any bounds confin'd If pow'rful Nature lets no Passion move Within known limits why alas shou'd Love Enter the two men of Mutius 1. On on we are dead men Look where she is alive too O happy Chance Ver. Help help these are the Villains Art Your business Rascals He steps before her 1. That Woman is our business Art You shall have her thus Dogs Fight kills one the other runs and as he pursues Enter Mutius and others behind him and seize him Art Unhand me Slaves Ver. O help Mut. You call for that you need not Art Slaves Dogs Mut. Ha what 's this Tigellinus dead Thy Life for his is justly forfeited Offers to run at Artabaces she steps between Ver. O hold I was the cause that stain'd his Innocence With that man's blood for 't was in my Defence Besides I 'm tir'd with Life and fit to dye Art There 's none so weary of a Life as I Yet if you Romans wou'd be thought such men Give me a Sword and try to take it then Mut. 'T is for her sake I do not punish thee This Fellow is not to be trusted free Aside Bring him along Art Slaves I will not go Mut. Drag him along Ver. O do not use him so Alas what d' you mean Mut. Why do I stay Thus trifling Madam come here lies our way Bring him alive or dead Exit Ver. Pray hold your hands Good Sir obey their Pow'r or my Commands Art Come lead me where you please how much above My Reason and my Courage is my Love Exeunt ACT IV. SCENE I. Enter Mutius and Verginia Mut. STill weeping Madam these are unkind Tears Love is ill paid
with Sorrow or with Fears Ver. If Love 's ill paid with Grief it needs must be As ill exprest by signs of Cruelty Mut. It is a Cruelty to my Soul exprest Because I keep it Pris'ner in my Breast Ver. Not while 't is willing but it wou'd be so Had it as much desire as I to go Mut. Since Life and you in me bear equal sway Be not less willing than my Life to stay Ver. If Bondage only does express you kind Why does the Stranger such harsh usage find Can you pretend that the same act should be Cruel to him and yet so kind to me Mut. O my vex'd Soul how true my Fears do prove Love betrays me and she betrays her Love Aside I 'll try her yet Shou'd I not seem to be In all things kind to set this Stranger free Ver. Alas what shall I say I think you were He offers all I wish and all I fear Aside Mut. How brightly her betraying Blushes move And seem a glorious Traytor to her Love Aside Ver. Sure when he has his Freedom he 'll be gone Aside Shou'd I beg his that am deny'd my own Mut. You need not now your Pow'r or Tears employ The Stranger does his Liberty enjoy Ver. But is he gone already Can it be Mut. What are you troubled at his Liberty Ver. Did he not ask to see me ere he went Mut. He said not much I know not what he meant Ver. Perhaps you did refuse that small Request Mut. I cou'd not grant that which he ne'er exprest Ver. Why did I owe my Safety to his aid O Kindness ill bestow'd but worse repay'd Mut. Thou hast betray'd thy self the Lover's part I 'll act henceforward with a Souldier's Heart Ver. Alas what do you mean What Tempests rise The gathering Storms lye rowling in your Eyes Mut. I blush that I have been so calm and tame Conquests in Love and War are but the same Both reach'd by boldest hands and Fools alone Thank Fate or you for that which is their own Ver. Alas what have I done Mut. How cou'd you be So foolish to think I had set him free I quickly found he was too fortunate You may cheat those you love not those you hate Ver. O be more gentle Mut. Yes when you are kind Ver. Storms hardly will teach Calmness to a Mind Mut. You rais'd the Storm which shall his ruin prove And he shall owe his Fate unto your Love Ver. Alas 't is your suspicion does engage Your Fury thus this Object of your Rage I never saw till from the Flames just now He brought me forth and gave me Life to owe. Mut. What Flames were those Ver. Those wretched Flames which burn'd My Father's House and all to Ashes turn'd Mut. O happy Hersilia's Sister How the kind Fates still nearer Bonds provide For me and for Sulpitius to be ty'd Ver. Are you not yet appeased Or can it be That Gratitude shou'd cause such Jealousie Walks musing she after him In gentle Minds Love takes the most delight Rough Natures urge not Passion but affright Mut. Come dry those gentle Show'rs for there will be No need of Tears unless to pity me Ver. Will you no more appear in such a Rage Mut. You need not fear the Storms you can asswage Teach me by your Example I shall prove The aptest Scholar when I 'm taught by Love But I forget Sulpitius Who 's there Here Enter 1. Receive this Virgin with Respect and Care Safely till I return and let her be Obey'd by you that is ador'd by me Exit Ver. I find his Jealousie has told him true And found my Love sooner than I cou'd do What shall I say which will the hardest prove To hide my Hate or to conceal my Love How can I practise what I never knew And appear false that so I might be true And yet if they shou'd take his Life away Will none of these as well as I betray Looks on the men Is your Captain gone my Friend 1. A little way Ver. When will he return 2. That 's uncertain Ver. He was very kind to me You know it best with whom he left Commands that were so civil 2. Yes I think he did Ver. I do believe there was no need Your Natures wou'd have urg'd you to as much As I shall beg 2. What does she mean Ver. I have a small Request 2. Well what is 't Ver. Nay do not ask me harshly A Kindness may be lessened by the manner 2. What the Devil does she mean Ver. How ruggedly they look Aside Yet I shou'd take it well nay very kindly 1. ' Slife how she tempts Aside Well name it Ver. 'T is only If they shou'd deny me Aside I know you 'll think it but a small Request 1. Well let 's hear it Ver. I wou'd see the Stranger that was taken with me I have a little business with him 1. We dare not do it Ver. Your Captain said you shou'd obey me But I wou'd owe it to your Natures Rather than his Commands 2. 'T is impossible to deny her Ver. Yet I wou'd be grateful too not to bribe But to reward your gentle natures 1. If we do not take the better care She 'll make us think w' are honest too 2. We can easily convince her Ver. Why d' you delay pray make more haste to goodness Here divide this between you oâ—â—exs money 1. Do'st think we shall be able to deny her 2. 'T is impossible to deny her and her money too Our Captain has a brave prize Ver. Alas I fear they will deny me Are you not yet resolv'd here pray accept it 1. Well for once we 'll strain a point Come follow us we 'll bring ye to him But 't is two to one whether he 'll speak to you or no He 's as sullen as a new taken Eagle Ver. I 'll venture that 1. My Companion will guide you to the place Follow me slowly for I must step before And prepare those that guard him Ver. I thank you may you find full rewards In the success of all your just desires Exit When shall the fears of minds concern'd grow less I tremble now at my own wisht success Courage in great distress can only â—id But fear of what shou'd help will be afraid The Gods from passions might have made us free Or gave us only those which best agree For such as mine a wretched mingle prove The want of Courage and excess of Love They were not jealous sure that we might be By Vertue rais'd too near Divinity For since within their pow'r dwells all our breath The distance is preserv'd enough by death Exeunt The Scene a solitary Room Enter Artabaces out of it Art That I cou'd fly from every thought I have And lie as senseless in my Life as Grave I that had pow'r of thousand lives am thrown In bonds out of the Title to my own Lies down Why did the gods Make us so fit for Vice and Misery In
goodness their immortal Chequers lye They might have given our Souls better Estates And set our Blessings at far cheaper rates Enter one of those that went from Verginia with another Comrade that had the keeping of Artabaces 1. Come come here 's that will conquer Both thy Fears and Honesty 2. If Mutius shou'd return 1. Pish he 's engag'd to look Sulpitius Besides he bid us to obey what she desir'd 2. Well let 's go to him to toll thee true I pity him 't is a brave Fellow 1. I cou'd pity too but we are pâ—â—d too well To be good-natur'd prethee tell him That one desires to speak with him 2. He 's horrible surly Sir D'hear Sir there 's one without desires to speak with you Art 'T is a question whether I 'll speak with him or no. 2. You must needs Art I am busie Rascals 1. 'T is but a word Sir Art I will not waste half a one Slaves for you 2. Fetch her in Man he 'll ne'er be perswaded Exit 1. Art What d' you stay for gentle Sir D' you suppose your Company is pleasant 2. You 'll be made tamer Art Yes thus Rascals Starts up 2. 'T were a just act to take away your Life It troubles you Art Prethee do me but that curtesie 〈◊〉 â—ot Lend me the Sword and see how kind 〈◊〉 2. He does amaze me Enter Verginia â—id 1. Ver. Hold hold what 's this why a Sword drawn 2. This Madman wou'd provoke his death Ver. Pray hold you do mistake 〈◊〉 he not Sir 2. How he stares on her 1. And how his fury slides away Sir The Lady Sir Art Peace Slaves I was co 〈…〉 Stamps 2. What Sir Art That Rascal 〈◊〉 him the Fellow offers to draw Ver. Pray hold here take more pray hold For my sake Sir be gentle Art I have done Ver. Pray be gone you do disturb him Exeunt Why are your furious Eyes so fix'd on 〈◊〉 I do confess I caus'd your misery Propose your own revenge and my just nearst Against the Life it feeds will take your part Art Alas if your just heart so kind 〈◊〉 proâ—â—â— To share in Griefs teach it to share in Love Ver. 'T is you must teach my 〈◊〉 what it shou'd do 'T is aptest to learn any thing from you Art Love 's hardly to be taught 〈◊〉 to have 'T is strange you shou'd not know the thing yâ—◠〈◊〉 Ver. Though what I gave per ha 〈…〉 not know Sure I shou'd understand wâ—â—t you 〈◊〉 Art Fortune alas has 〈◊〉 all 〈◊〉 Love seldom is the gift of Misery Ver. You said Pity was Love Art A common Pity does not Love expresâ— Pity is Love when grown into excess Ver. If that be all Love is not taught I see For before you cou'd speak 't was learn'd by me Sure Nature's Laws are above Heaven 's got Love need not though Religion must be taught Art O speak again the breath that tells your Love Approaches like the gentle Winds that move Over the tops of fragrant Flow'rs and brings To the blest Sense their Souls upon their Wings Vir. Alas I have said something which I fear Had such a sound a Virgin shou'd not hear Art O do not teach your Love a common way Love's power is small unless it can betray Ver. You 'll then confess y 'ave pow'r enough in me If for your sake I 'm pleas'd with Treachery But tales of Love make us forget our woes A sudden fear upon my spirit grows Like People that tell tales of Ghosts at night So long till they are talk'd into a fright Art Such phancies from no real cause will prove But Dreams that hinder the repose of Love Ver. You call my phancies dreams but if they are All those must wake that do their dreams declare Think I am sleeping when you see me sad And when I wake I 'll tell what dreams I had Enter Mutius suddenly Mut. I cannot find Sulpitius all 's in an uproar Ha! What sight is this at which my stiffened hair Starts from their shaken roots I shou'd not stare So frightened had I met every Ghost Started from Hell which Roman Conquests boast Ver. Ah me what storm is falling on us now Art No Thunder dwells upon a humane brow Mut. Yes you shall feel the Thunder that you slight It shews more pow'r to ruine than to fright Art Vain slighted Villain Ver. Pray let me speak Perhaps he 'll least resist what is most weak Pray be not angry did you not engage That I shou'd never see you in a rage Mut. You Pow'rs what an ungrateful confidence This Woman hides with painted Innocence Art Wou'dst thou have thanks for want of liberty Which way is gratitude grown due to thee Mut. While thou dost speak 't is with ingrateful breath Which I cou'd stisle if I wou'd in death Art Prethee then do Ver. Cannot my tears incline Will you provoke your ruine perhaps mine Art I 've done and though death's business I despise Yet when you talk that it may close your Eyes This too fond heart of mine that did not fail At death in gross shrinks now at the retail Mut. Come have ye done I long till I remove With him thy hopes if not destroy thy love Ver. Hold hold your passion guides you to mistake Alas 't is the wrong life that you wou'd take Mut. My just revenge is this way best express'd To take that Life away which you love best Ver. Yet hear me speak Had I no life to pay To Nature wou'd you then take his away Mut. studies How plain it is if Death to him you give The reason only is because I live Art Do not on my loath'd Life set such a rate It is unkind to plead for what I hate Mut. One thing may save all yet If you will swear by all that you adore From hence never to see each other more Ver. What shall I do I fear that this may be An easie Oath for him though not for me Art Then hear me swear Ver. Alas I thought 't wou'd prove My fears wou'd be far truer than his love Art By all that 's good thus in this blest amaze I wou'd for ever on this object gaze Mut. They trifle with my rage Without there ho. Enter one or two Here Take 'em away Hold be gone with her but let him stay Now Sir Once more I ask you will you swear You 'd best consult with wisdom and with fear Art Let fear upon the prosp'rous hearts take hold Cowards themselves in miseries grow bold Mut. Fortune by me now offers to be kind Art And raise me on the ruines of my mind Though I am sunk my honour keeps above Mut. 'T is not thy Honour urges but thy Love Art Those are the same Poor frighted men at Sea To save their lives cast all their goods away In storms of Fortune where there is a strife Which shall be sav'd Man's Honour or his Life Who wou'd preserve this tottered Bark from fate But sink
be so kind As but to tell me if it can be true That I have only lost my Eyes not you Ver. My Eyes shall still be yours when you have none But if you apprehend when yours are gone Some other object may my heart encline I 'll beg him if you will to burn out mine Cor. Come I must stay no longer If you dare Art Yes exquisite Villain I can stare On death in any shape Cor. Then gaze on this 'T will make brave Musick when you hear it hiss Puts his Irons in the water What say you does it sound unpleasantly Ver. What does he mean Cor. I 'll tell you instantly Stay I must fetch another Instrument Exit Corbulo Art His mischief varies only not intent Unless he means a gentle death to give That with my Life my torments may not live Enter Corbuio with a Sword Cor. See how you 're both mistaken Here I bring you fate to give and not to bear Here Sir at once receive this Sword and mine Thus to your Fortunes all my own I join Art I have seen sudden starts to mischief grow But turns to good are usually more slow Cort. What do you wonder at this change in me Needs Courage arm'd admit such Jealousie Follow me quickly while the Coast is clear To stay or wonder wou'd be faults like fear Art Forgive me Corbulo And since thou dost resolve to share in mine My gratitude will make my Fortunes thine O my Verginia My joys like Men in crowds press out so fast They stop by their own numbers and their haste Ver. I fear Disease may this health pursue For sudden Fortune has relapses too Art Banish these fears against the Plagues of Fate A Sword and Courage is a sure Receit Exeunt Enter Sulpitius with Claudius bringing in Hersilia Her Stay what d' you mean or whither shou'd we fly There 's something in all this like treachery Take heed lest I suspect some ill design Sul. Suspition will be more your 〈◊〉 than mine Enter Tiridates Her Ha Tiridates O Villain Tir. Look here false Man and see thy Death pursue Sul Death will as soon be sent from me as you Hold her fast Claudius that she now-may see Whose one her Conquest proves by victory Tir. 'T is brave thy Courage seems from Justice sent To make thee stay and meet thy punishment Sul. Is there a better or worse Cause in Love Where all their Titles by their 〈◊〉 prove Love's Thrones by Conquest only are made good Like Empire where there is no claim in Blood Enter Mutius Mut. How 's this Sulpitius stay thy Sword for thine Must ne'er engage without the help of mine Sul Stay Mutius do not so injurious be As to deprive my Love of Victory Look on that Sun whose power 's not less great Since she as well disposes life and heat Rob me not of my hopes while she stands by Love hovering seems to wait a Victory Tir. Not all your Swords can so successful prove Though they may reach my Life they can't her love Mut. Dispatch him Sir I have much more to say Though your Love does mine will not brook delay Sulp. Thine Mutius then Love has pow'r I see Her Sulpitius hold or be my Enemy Beyond the pow'r of Mercy to forgive Mut. Come come we trisle Sir he must not live Ha! Enter Artabaces with Verginia and Corbulo Art Whate'er this soul Play means Justice does guide Where Mutius is my Sword to t'other side Sir you seem to want What Mist does rise Or has not Corbulo put out my Eyes And I gaze on my Brother as I use to do Within my Mind Pray speak Sir Who are you Tir. Your happy Brother dear Artabaces And still the same in all things but my â—oy Fortune seems now grown weary to destroy Mut Ha! my Pris'ner by that treacherous Slave set free Art Why do you stare Mut. O it seems you can see Look there Sulpitius nothing less divine Than that cou'd charm a Heart so rough as mine These are our Rivals too just Fortune draws Our Swords together in an equal Cause Art Now know sierce Mutius though no Cause can be So great as Love to make an Enemyâ— Yet to raise up thy Horrour to a height Armenia's Prince is sent to bring thy Fate Now thou shalt see where Conquest be thy due And without numbers what thy Sword can do Her Sulpitius hold obey me yet at last And I 'll forgive all thy Offences past Sulp. While I am arm'd I never use to pray And Love commands me now not to obey Tir. We trifle Time Art Corbulo that charge is thine Cor. Kind Fate provides another Sword for mine Art Now idle Fortune modestly stand by And let just Love dispose of Victory They sight Mutius falls and Sulpitius stands staggering Tir. Now Sulpitius to whom's Hersilia due Sul. Wou'd she were so to any one but you Use your Advantage to the Unfortunate Honour is cruel that denies a Fate Must I fall thus and in Hersilia's sight I stand to talk that cannot go to fight Falls Tir. Sulpitius live As thou wert once my Friend my Friend still prove Sulp. That Life thou giv'st is Death unto my Love Hersilia now I beg your Cruelty I want no help to live but some to dye Art Brave Man I pity his ungentle Fate I wou'd have none that love Unfortunate Come Tiridates How trembling after Victory we go To pay Devotions which to Love we owe Fortune at last seems kind in her Designs To bring our Victory before our Shrines Tir. Ah Brother I am still unfortunate Not less by Honour now than once by Fate Art What 's this Tir. Fairest Hersilia can you pity me Not for your own but Honour's Cruelty I must not speak of Love yet though her â—yes Bind up my Tongue I thus may use my Eyes Art Fair Vestal Though Fortune now at last seems kind to me Without you smile 't is useless Victory Ver. My joys must always wait on your Success Since they take being from your Happiness I beg now to return from whence I came And there while I attend the sacred Flame My true Concerns for you shall never cease And pray for yours while I enjoy my peace Art Will you forsake me now and be less kind Than you once promis'd if I had been blind I had been happier then by Mistries Now I lose you that had but lost my Eyes Ver. Then you did need my help now you are free Does Love exceed the use of Charity Art Yet let not Charity your Love exceed But grant me Alms as long as I have need Ver. Alas the World is full of Storms I find I wou'd return for shelter to my mind Come dear Hersilia which way must we go Ah me why do you look upon me so At once I weep and tremble too my Tears Spring without Grief and without cause my Fears Enter Sertorius and Marcellina Sert. Look Marcellina see what Heaven bestows As a full Recompence of all
your Woes Mar. Harsilia and Verginia Let me embrace you both lest I shou'd wrong My Love which else wou'd stay from one too long Her Dear Marcellina Joy seems perfect now Nor Love nor Fortune gives it without you Tir. Sertorius I now demand my Freedom from your Sword In spight of Torments I have kept my word And silently endur'd my Miseries Though all the while wrack'd by Hersilia's Eyes Sert. To such strict Honour all Rewards are due All I once hop'd I now resign to you Here fair Hersilia may you as happy prove In his as I in Marcellina's Love Tir. How all my Happiness together flows If with Hersilia's Love your Friendship grows Her If I deny it wou'd ingrateful shew I give not Love but pay you what I owe. Sert. How Mutius and Sulpitius too Dead both together Sul. No wou'd it were true Mutius you see has better Luck than I He 's quiet past the sense of Misery Sert. By whom fell Mutius Art By the Unfortunate One that came here to fetch not bring a Fate While Tiridates liv'd and was not free I blush'd at my own Life and Liberty Hither I come either or both to pay But lost my Freedom by another way 'T is I Armenia's wretched Prince whom yet Rome wants to make her Victory compleat Let Tiridates live and let me find But a swift Death and Rome's as great as kind Ter. Sertorius if your Friendship can extend To love Rome's Enemy because my Friend No Conquest that you ever gain'd before Can exceed this or will become you more Sert. Dear Tiridates were he not to you So lov'd a Brother to his worth were due All that you ask 't is more than Victory Thus to embrace so brave an Enemy Art You Romans all the World sure must obey Since you know how to Conquer every way Tir. Permit me fair Hersilia to present Him whose dear Loss I did so long lament Ver. If for my sake you can more Love bestow My Life and Honour unto him I owe. Her Either of these are tyes enough to prove Strict Bonds not Motives to oblige my Love Mar. My Debts Sir and Hersilia's are the same Art You oblige one has nothing but a Name My Heart though not o'ercome by Miseries I lost a Conquest to Verginia's Eyes While I was mis'rable she did express Concerns like Love but they are all grown less For she will now forsake the World and me Good gods give me again my misery Dear Corbulo repent and make me blind For when I 'm wretched she 'll again be kind Ver. What have I done that you shou'd tempt your Fate And beg the gods to be unfortunate Art Did you not say you wou'd forsake me now Ver. To go to Heaven do I fly from you There by my Pray'rs my Love will best be try'd You shall have more than all the World beside Art It is a strange Devotion takes away The Happiness for which it seems to pray Enter Emilius and others Ver. My Father Emil. Ha Hersilia and Verginia Does not the sondness of my Eyes betray O let me thus confirm my Happiness Till my Embraces grow to weariness My Joys encrease Ha! Marcellina too All Comforts next to them are brought by you And since Sertorius finds his Happiness In yours to Tiridates I 'll express My promis'd Care that he may happy prove Like you in mine and his Hersilia's love Tir. Those Blessings that you give are such a store I almost blush that I must ask you more See Sir my long-lost Brother that here brought His Life for mine and his own Ruine sought Our Country gave the Roman Victories Its King 's now vanquish'd by a Roman's Eyes Yet Sir your pity will like Justice shew To pay a Love where she a Life does owe. Ver. I owe him Sir my Life I do confess And mean to pay him more than Love not less I wou'd return and see the World no more And there for him unwearied Heaven implore Emil. No dear Verginia such a Piety That robs me of thy sight were guilt in thee Nor need you fear brave Prince your own Success Our Gratitude enjoyns your Happiness Art Fair Vestal since you must no more return To those pity the Flames that in me burn You shall for ever have a Vestal's Name And like them always keep alive a Flame Ver. Since 't is my Father's pleasure that I stay 'T is you that make me willing to obey Press me no more till I by Time may prove In yours as well instructed as my Love Art That breath all my Misfortunes blows away The loss of Scepters Love can over-pay Sert. Brave Sir y 'ave lost no Crown for you shall find A Prince that loves the Conquest of the Mind The great Augustus whose bright Nature brings More surer Conquest than his Sword or Kings Take up that wretched Man that nothing may Hang heavy on the Joys of this bright Day He 's still my Brother and may yet repent A hopeless Love must be his punishment How all our Joys are set in foils of Woes As after Darkness Light the brighter shews So from our Sorrows all our Joys encrease And unto Love Rome owes a Friend and Peace EPILOGUE Spoken by M r Lacy who is suppos'd to enter as intending to speak the Epilogue for the TRAGEDY BY your leave Gentlem How what do I see How all alive Then there 's no use for me ' Troth I rejoice you are reviv'd agen And so farewel good living Gentlemen 1. Nay Mr. Lacy. La. What wou'd you have with me I can't speak Epilogues ex tempore The Poet has done craftily to day H 'as spoil'd my Epilogue perhaps his Play H 'as cur'd 'em all a very pretty prank And from a Poet turn'd a Mountebank Well If nothing pleases but Variety I 'll turn Rageu into a Tragedy When Lacy like a whining Lover dies Though you hate Tragedies 't will wet your Eyes Letters of Marque are granted every where And one Prize-Office is kept always here All that are Phlegmatick are Enemies Which makes Poets and Dutchmen certain Prize All that I wish is that the Dutch may fight With as ill fortune as we Poets write I thought to have spoke something of the Play But you 'll think what you please whate'er I say FINIS THE Great Favourite OR THE DUKE OF LERMA A TRAGEDY As it was Acted at the THEATRE-ROYAL By His MAJESTY's Servants Written by the Honourable Sir ROBERT HOWARD LONDON Printed for Henry Herringman and are to be Sold by R. Bentley J. Tonson F. Saunders and T. Bennet M DC XCII TO THE READER I Cannot plead the usual Excuse for Publishing this Trisle which is commonly the Subject of most Prefaces by charging it upon the Importunity of Friends for I confess I was my self willing at the first Desire of Mr. Herringman to Print it not for any great Opinion that I had entertain'd but for the Opinion that others were pleas'd to express which being told me
Alcara Count Bruchero The King's Confessor made Archbishop of Toledo Caldroon Lerma's chief Servant and Creature Angelo Servant to Lerma Francisco and Don Juan two Courtiers Antonio Three Lords Three Courtiers Three Suiters Fryars Officers and Attendants Four Blackamores Six Pages WOMEN The Queen Mother Donna Maria Daughter to Lerma Catalina a Maid of Honour to the Queen Izabella a Lady Kinswoman to Medina Attendants of Court-Ladies The SCENE MADRID THE Great Favourite OR THE DUKE of LERMA ACT 1. SCENE 1. Enter Lerma Alone Ler. REpulse upon repulse like Waves thrown back That slide to hang upon obdurate Rocks The King shot Ruine at me and there lies Forgiving all the World but me alone As if that Heaven too as well as lie Had scratcht me out of numbers at the Last He turn'd his feeble Eyes away from me As dying Men from sins that had mis-led 'em Blasting my hopes and theirs that hang upon me Thus all those mighty Merits of my Family Are going to his Grave there to be buried And I my self have hung upon his frowns Like dew upon a Cloud till shaken off In a cold showre and frozen as it fell Starving my growth with this untimely frost But I fondly prate away my thoughts Till I have made 'em nothing like my self Enter Pedro Lorenzo Jaques Paulo and Caldroon his Servants See here are the parts of my full Ruine These decay'd Out-Houses shew the chief Building Wants Reparation A good day May you all share my Friends and better too Than Lerma's best or 't will be dark enough Pedro. What means this Salutation Loren. I understand it not Ler. What all struck dumb has then the news Of Lerma's late Repulse from Mighty Philip Wrought such effects upon your shaken spirits Who are but Play-Fellows with my decays That it hath ravish'd from you all your tongues Afflictions best Appeasers he that 's boldest Let him attempt to talk me up to slight it And he that 's fearful Let him pitty me For I have thanks for every sort of kindness Nay for your looks I see a sorrow there For which Lerma has nothing left to give you But that poor empty name of Thanks a word That pays for fainâ— salutes or a good morrow Cald. My Lord we were commanded at this hour Here to attend your pleasure Ler. 'T is true I had forgot I call'd you to confess I am your Debtor And you my patient Creditors Pen Ink and Paper there and now my Friends Ex. Paulo for Pen Ink c. I 'll tell you all the Fortune I have left And you shall shar't as far as it will go How long Pedro hast thou serv'd me Ped. Seven years my Lord. Ler. Dost thou not Curse me now for want of Wages In such A'prentiship with great Medina Thou hadst set up thy self thy tedious service Has now no more Inheritance than a loose Ragg About a hang'd-up Man consuming with The shameful Carcass it should cover Omnes We do beseech your Lordship Ler. I apprehend you all I can do is this Let every Man examine his own wishes The aptness of his own abilities and see The Man how great so e'r the King excepted In reach of whose great fires I dare not trust My wither'd Supplications And to him I will with all the liberal praise I can Give him a fair preferment Omn. We wish no other choice but as we are Ler. No more your kindness is ill-tim'd That Paper waits for your Impressions And I to finish your desires peruse it He walks about while they write So nay grieve not this is a day Of your most happy changes He reads Let me see Pedro to Don Bruchero 't is well Jaques the Duke d' Alva good Lorenzo The Duke of Auzon in Naples fit Paulo To Don Lewis de Velasco very well Who for the Wars then Ped. I my good Lord. Ler. 'T is a good choice but stay what 's this At last sure I mistake Read it Pedro. Ped. Roderigo del Caldroon and the Marquiss of Lerma Ler. Ha ha ha I was not then mistaken In him though in the Rest. Aside Cald. I hope your Lordship never shall have cause To alter your good thoughts of your poor Servant Ler. Thou 'st took a course to make thee poor enough But e'er we part I must say something to thee For you Gentlemen you may assure your selves You shortly shall possess your several choices I dare not wish you well lest my desires As in my own successes fail in yours Yet all the parts of good that are not dangerous Your miserable Lord will pay you now go in I 'll follow presently in the mean time I 'll try to turn poor Roderigo's Love More to his proper use Omn. Heaven Crown you with success Exeunt Ler. See Caldroon how my infected fate Has driven these to seek more healthful Airs But why dost thou dote on my misery Thus to pursue a death that would fly from thee Or Lov'st thou to grow old in poverty Hurrying thy Fortune on before 't is ready And making my ill Fate Conscious of thine By Heaven unless some Holy Nunnery Receive my dear Maria I have not means Left to preserve her of my self I 'm grown more careless now than others are Cald. My Lord I never follow'd any hopes of yours Nor vow'd my self a Servant to your Fortunes I only beg I may not be discarded Before you see some tryal of my Faith Ler. Thou dost engage me in new Wars Caldroon For I am urg'd by gratitude to thee To tug agen with froward destiny That I may ravish mighty favours from her To throw in showres upon thee but consider Art thou resolv'd to try this chance with me Cald. In spight of Injury and Fate my Lord. Ler. Our Contract then is seal'd but no more See some Servants of the King stand close Enter Don Francisco and Don Juan Don Juan Good day Francisco how fares the King Fran. Ill enough I fear for even now I met Physicians and some of his Bed-Chamber Who had this time the watch about his Person By them I heard he had a cruel night Don Ju. Made they a question then of his Recovery Fran. No For they said it was impossible Ler. The weather alters Aside Don Ju. Of what nature may his Disease be Fran. Physicians are pleas'd to tell us that After the Patient 's dead 't is supposed To be of a strange Nature if bloody Men May draw down Vengeance Heaven seems To send a Portion of his Anger on him Ler. Revenge my Quarrel little Mighty People Aside Fran. 'T is dangerous to talk At St. Merced's 'Twixt Nine and Ten I 'll meet you Don Ju. I will not fail Farewel Exeunt severally Ler. Grow up you Blessed Ministers of Anger And turn the giddy Court into Distractions And let Great Philip die as loath'd aâ— Poverty Or as his own Disease ha more distraction Enter two or three running hastily with Lights Physicians and Fryers another way and every way
The Devil had as good be there Why how is it Mistress Emil. Very well Bottolo I thank you Bot. I wish it may continue so Mistress Emil. Dost thou fear I shall be sick Bot. Nay I can't tell it may be the Palsie Or Cough o' th' Lungs is not infectious You are going to venture Mistress Emil. What dost thou talk of Bot. Why of that which is nothing else But talk of Old Age Sure Mistress it will never agree with you Has not your Father perswaded you Y' are above Fifty And that you were born Before the Battle of Lepanto Emil. Why should he do that Bot. Why 't were convenient he should Either perswade you that you were old or That Castruccio were young Emil. Away you Fool. Bot. Well Mistress hang me if ever frosty day Did well at Fruit-time for my part I wonder The old Gentleman has no more Conscience Than to marry you If I were worthy to advise you Mistress Emil. Peace you Fool and be not rude Exit Emilia Bot. Go thy way I am half perswaded Thou art no Woman or at least Thou dost not know thou art one More than by thy Petticoats Well If thou art pleas'd thanks to the Powers Divine For my own Cares I 'le try the power of Wine Exit ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Miranzo and Cialto Mir. I Should not thank you for this Visit then Fie my dearest Friend Cialto Forget that Name and me I try'd To begin first no more to think on you But 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 in my temper My fondness of you had a power above My generous Reason Mir. Is there a generous Cause for breach of Friendship Cial. It were a guilt to say I am your Friend Wonder not for I 'm grown so miserable That Friendship would be paid to me As unseasonably as to Men in graves Where dissolution wraps up every Title And buries Names with Things Mir. What storm tosses his noble Soul Aside Why does my Friend thus wrong himself and me I 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 think the brave Cialto's Mind Had been so much within the reach of Fortune Use her as thou would'st a fantastical Woman If thou would have her kind slight her Cial. Pray say no more you understand me not Nay spare your Lectures after this I fear That we must meet no more Farewel Cialto offers to go out Mir. You are too quick think with your self Sure you may be perswaded e're you go To see my Sister Cial. Ha! that was too severe departing Souls Are sometimes thus call'd back with cruel kindness To share more miseries on Earth Did you not name your Sister Mir. How he 's mov'd Aside Yes I did my Sister Samira Cial. You might have spar'd the Explanation I have her Name engrav'd in several Characters By Love and Fortune Why do you stare upon me so As if you were amaz'd at my disorders That are not ignorant of my disasters Nor of my Passions What do you think Is 't not a pretty mingle Enter Samira Mir. See my Sister Cial. How Samira 't is she With what an horror now that lovely Shape Appears that I have so much joy'd to gaze on Such a confusion would an Angel bring Upon a Man loaden with Sins As I am with Misfortunes I am so much amaz'd I cannot find my way He offers to go Sam. Cialto Mir. Stay what means this strangeness Come 't is too much forc'd Cial. Cruel Miranzo cruel in your kindness That only holds so fair a Mirrour to me To let me see how much I am unhappy Mir. You are mistaken and throw a blemish on her She is the same she ever was Cial. Why that was cruel still to me I complain'd not fairest Samira That you were so when I was Fortune's Favorite And sure I will not hope for pity Now I am turn'd her Slave Sam. As my thoughts were never mov'd With Arguments drawn from Prosperity so believe I shall have no aversion for the Virtuous Although Unfortunate Cial. Oh do not with mistaken Charity Attempt to palliate my Disease 'T is Fortune's Plague that 's never to be cur'd I shall infect those I come near and yet I love you still above all I have such Tides of Passions when I but name you Much more now I see you that my words Are over-slown and like drown'd men Disorderly pop up and sink agen Distempers seize me I talk wildly too I fear Sam. I understand you not pray recollect Your self speak freely to me She weeps Cial. Why do you both express such wonder in your looks Is misery so strange He sinks down Mir. Why Sister you are still insensible If you ever lov'd Cialto tell him now And be not like the rest of the mean World To own nothing that is unhappy Sam. If I say little Brother I give you leave To think my grief stops more my words Than want of kindness for Cialto Yet to content you hear me He starts up Cial. Hold Your pity if y 'ave any comes too late Those gentle Tears that once had been my Blessing Do now but aggravate and haste my destiny Just so the drops of Heaven which first caus'd The thriving Plant to spring and flourish When by some rough and fatal accident Its shaken roots have lost their hold Then the soft rain no longer gives it life But makes it perish faster Sam. Oh my heart The throng of all his griefs Has crowded in my Breast and I must speak Or burst Cialto Enter a Servant Serv. Sir Mir. What 's the matter Serv. Your Uncle Sir is coming hither And with him Signior Brancadoro Mir. Signior Coxcomb Mischief on his unseasonable Visit. Has not my Uncle press'd you Sister To morrow when he Weds to Marry with This Fool Brancadoro Sam. Most earnestly even to threatning me Mir. â—e may be injurious Studies Cial. How would the Fool purchase my Love As his damn'd griping Father did my Fortune I have not mortgag'd sure my Wishes to him If I am urg'd this way I shall grow weary Of politick patience nor with tired hopes Wait longer the false Senates leisure Still ador'd Samira am I not too confident That in all my miseries when I do not nourish the least hope Of e're enjoying you my self I should now seem jealous of you Sam. Have I shew'd my self so easie that you need fear I will be sacrific'd unto a Fool Mir. Peace they come be temperate Cialto Enter Castruccio and Brancadoro Cast. Come Nephew for so I dare venture to call you Mir. Heaven send us joy of our wise Kindred Aside Bran. Ha upon my conscience that 's Cialto I know him by his fierce looks 't is he I vow I am like to have a fine wooing on 't Wou'd I were hid under a Bed Or behind the Hangings I wou'd breath No more than a Mouse that sleeps all the Winter Why wh what a terrible look was there D'hear Uncle I protest I left one of my Gloves Behind me in the Window and I 'm afraid It will be
Age is not so contemptible Bot. Nay I dare swear Mother you believe You cou'd entertain the youngest of them all With wondrous prowess Tacco Come leave your prating the Bride-groom's Near at hand with such a gallant Troop They are hard by Nay I 'll tell thee what Out upon 't what do I here The Jolly will be spoil'd Exit Taccola Bot. O take care of that by all means The old Gentleman will need it Enter Moreno Mor. How now Sirrah what loit'ring here The Company 's just coming to the Gate Get you gone and mind your business within Why Daughter Daughter Emilia appears above Emil. Your pleasure Sir Mor. Be ready there Daughter the Bride-groom Will salute you with Musick presently I had almost forgot the chiefest News This day the fair Samira Castruccio's Niece Must marry the great and rich Brancadoro's Heir Be ready Daughter I cannot stay Hark they come Emil. Governess Taccola Taccola appears above Tac. Here Sweet Charge Emil. Come it must be your part to tell me the Names Of every one have you inform'd your self Tac. Yes yes I know them all Emil. Peace then and observe Enter first some bearing Bays and Rosemary then Moreno and Castruccio then Brancadoro and Samira then Miranzo and others As these pass over the Stage they speak above What be these Men Tac. They bear Love's Ensigns You know the Gentleman that follows Emil. Yes yes who 's he that leads his fair Niece Tac. The wealthy Brancadoro who is to marry her this day They say he 's an Ass though his Trappings be rich Emil. A sudden Wedding But what young Man Is that which follows next Tac. I marry that 's his fine Nephew Miranzo Newly return'd from Travel Emil. Peace they begin As soon as the Masque begins the Curtain draws and Emilia appears Miranzo keeps his eyes fix'd on her all the while the Masque is presented The Persons being all plac'd about the Stage Enter a Cupid who waves an Arrow and speaks Cup. Hymen O gentle Hymen come away Enter Hymen Hym. When Loves great God Commands I never stay Cup. Then light it thy Torch Hym. For that I hither came And see 't is ready to receive a flame Whenever by thy powerful Summons prest Cup. Then light at that aged Lovers breast Hym. Where Time has been destroying can there be A warmth for him much less a flame for me Cup. Those grosser flames that â—eed on wanton hearts Burn not in his the sharpest of thy Darts Had found no way where Nature frozen lies But that 't was thaw'd by fair Emilia's Eyes Hym. Call hither all thy Votaries to gaze That with such Fires thy Altars still may blaze Not fed with loose Desires but purest Hearts So I my Torch may save and thou thy Darts Enter Charon Cup. But stay what dismal Apparition's this That mingles horror with approaching bliss Cha. Charon I am that o'r the Stygian Waves Waft only Fares that first have pass'd through Graves From thence I came where all the Destinies Do sit and smile at these unequalities 'T is vain to sing an Hymeneal note Light not thy Torch for I prepare my Boat Hym. Why Charon why Char. Know I did lately view The Fatal Sisters whilst his Thread they drew The last remains were on the Distaff put And one prepar'd the feeble twine to cut Hym. Fond Fool go back again and thou shalt find So fair a Thread with his so firmly twin'd No Destiny will venture to divide A Life that is with fair Emilia's ty'd Gaze and submit Char. What 's this appears more bright Than Souls prepar'd for the Elysian Light Appear appear you Fatal Sisters come Before a Power that can reverse your doom Enter Destinies See they obey 't is just that Love and Fate Shou'd on the fair Emilia's Nuptials wait Cup. First I resign my Arrows and my Bow Hym. The Fates submit their dreadful Ensigns too Char. Charon will leave his unfrequented Shore And at Emilia's Feet lay down his Oar. Hym. Ascend ascend you happy Shades and move In various measures with the God of Love Enter Spirits Cha. They come they come hark hark our charmed Ears Are struck with Musick from the moving Spheres The Spirits first dance an Antick Then the Destinies join in a grand Dance Mir. How my Eyes are chain'd unto that glorious Objectâ— She acts like what she is a Miracle And I am lost in wonder Cast. Good Morning to my fairest Mistress May but my Joys this day be yours for ever I know not how to wish you more Bran. Uncle must I bid her good-morrow too These Spirits have so amaz'd me I can scarce fetch my breath Cast. By all means Bra Why then Good-morrow Mistress 't is Signior Brancadoro Bids you good-morrow I wish you as good luck as my self As I suppose you may have heard of me For I am going the way of all Flesh too Mir. If i cou'd speak I find I cannot join In Wishes of this nature How my Soul struggles in me Mor. Come down Daughter and meet us in the Hall So to the Temple where all Complements Are quickly ended Come Son your Ceremony Defers your happiness Exeunt The Curtain draws Manet Miranzo Mir. The lovely Apparition's vanish'd O for a spell To call it back again but the black Spirits only Are subject unto charms and not the brighter Angels At what a distance she surpriz'd Had the great God of Love ns'd other Eyes He had at rovers vainly shot his Dart Hers had the power alone to carry level to my heart How hapless must my destiny needs prove That in one instant both despair and love Exit SCENE II. Enter Taccola and Bottolo Tac. Good Bottolo set these things upon the Shelf I must stay here to give my Lady her Things She 's coming down this way I had forgot Her Vail nay prethee do so much for me Bot. Well well Pox on 't I take no joy in this Wedding Tac. Nay prethee no discourse now honest Bottolo Bet. O rare honest Bottolo before night You 'l scold at this honest Bottolo Tac. Thou deserv'st it twice where I do it once Sirrah Enter Emilia Emil. What 's the matter Bot. Nothing Mistress Ah 't is a thousand pities Exit Bottolo Emil. Have you brought my Things Governess Tac. Yes my sweet Charge Emil. Where 's the Company Tac. They all stay for you in the Hall Emil. I go I go As she offers to go enter Miranzo Mir. Stay stay fairest Maid Emil. What 's your pleasure Sir Mir. I dare not tell her 't is to gaze on her Aside Madam the business I must acquaint you with Deserves a privacy please you to command Your Woman for a minute to withdraw Emil. Leave us a little Governess Tac. By my troth a comely Gentleman had luck been This might have made the better Husband Pray Sir be not tedious here 's business to be done Mir. Not by the old Gentleman Exit Taccola I am a stranger to you Madam
's coming directly to you Mont. Pox o' th' News Now have I no mind To the Wenches neither this fear can lay that Devil That will obey nor hunger nor poverty Vill. Come follow me thrust home and sure Mont. I I so we might Vill. Doubt not your full reward Exeunt SCENE VII Enter Miranzo in a Friars Habit with a Friar and Baptista Mir. Thanks holy Sir and pray be confident That I have no design nor thought Which may abuse this habit Fri. You are too noble Mir. In that rest assured now Sir retire I need no farther your protection Fri. Heavens direct and send you peace of mind Mir. Thanks holy Father Baptista wait at my Uncle's House till you hear from me I shall need nothing now but an old Shooe cast after me Bap. I will not fail Sir This is strange He uses not to be so disturb'd Exeunt severally SCENE VIII Enter Cialto solus Cial. Love's constant diet is not hope I see For mine wou'd then be starv'd but it is still alive And strangely on despair knows how to thrive Yet think Cialto how preposterous 't is To fear the loss of that which 't were unworthy In thee now to wish But though the Sun must at a distance shine It would beget an horror in Mankind Shou'd they but fear he wou'd for ever set Though in this place she rises a degree Up towards Heaven yet she sets to me Enter Villerotto Montalto and two Companions with their hands on their Swords Ha! who are these whose dismal looks Are seconded by their postures Which is your way Gentlemen You stare as if you had lost it Vill. No we know our way 't is to thy heart And thus we force it Cial. 'T will be hard to find As they fight enter Miranzo in his Friars Habit he snatches a Sword from one of them and by his help the Assailants are beat off Mir. What horrid Act is this How Cialto Vill. Villains make up sure I have sped him Cial. So bold Sir Vill. Bold as your self Sir It is in vain Hell take these Rascals Mir. What caus'd this foul play Sir Cial. Holy Sir you know as much as I. Mir. How do you feel your self Cial. Hurt Sir but not to any danger as I guess Yet I bleed Your timely aid Makes my life yours I shou'd not have expected Such a relief from any in your Habit. Mir. How Cialto do you not know me not yet Look again sure if you lov'd me There 's no disguise cou'd hide Miranzo from you Cial. How Miranzo O my Friend what means this Habit Mir. You bleed I dare not spend the time to tell you All my story I doubt here was foul play One of these Villains I know to be Brancadoro's Servant But whither were you going Cial. To the Nunnery but pret hee satisfie my longing What 's to be done in this disguise Mir. A very pious work I can assure you why I am going to confess my Mistress Cial. Thy Mistress Mir. You may remember my Uncle was in a fair way To Marriage Cial. Why is he not married Mir. No. Cial. How so Mir. I frighted his Mistress away and in this Nunnery She has taken Sanctuary her I am going to confess I should be abominably out of Countenance Cial. At what Man Mir. Why if she shou'd confess amongst her sins That she lov'd me for one Cial. You wou'd absolve her wou'd you not Mir. Yes and her Penance shou'd be to continue in her Sin But we trifle here forgetting thy condition Cial. Pish I scarce feel my hurts Mir. Come our Adventures lie together lean on me Nay yet more counterfeit enough 't will move the more Pity thy Wounds and my Habit will without doubt Open these charitable Gates They knock A Nun appears Nun. What is your business Father Mir. I am sent from Father Vincentio unto the Lady Emilia Nun. Here 's no such person Mir. How 't is not the Custom of holy places to deny truths Nun. Nor is it now practis'd Mir. Why her Father sent away Father Vincentio Immediately to dispatch some holy Man To reconcile her troubled Spirit Which caus'd her to fly hither Nun. She came not to this place Mir. Nor Samira Castruccio's Niece Nun. By all that 's holy neither Mir. I dare not but believe you Pardon me for pressing you so far Nun. All Peace dwell with you Exit Nun. Cial. How not here did you not mistake Miranzo And have forgot and sent her to some other place Mir. I am amaz'd Cial. Do not wonder you cannot lose your Sister sure Mir. Not lose her Cial. I hope so for 't is probable she knows your mind Mir. I scarce understand yours nor do you know your own If you do 't will be ingenuous to speak it plainer Cial. If I shou'd be jealous or dislike any thing ' Twou'd seem ridiculous such humours Are only fit for those that either hope Or else are in possession Farewel I wish your Sister happy He offers to go out Mir. Stay consider this is the second time That you have started into mean suspicions You will repent Cial. I do repent that I pursu'd your Sister With a Passion that hath out-liv'd all my prosperity As if a Ghost shou'd love for 't is not I But 't is Cialto's shadow that you gaze on Mir. 'T is indeed his shade or something less That bears no shape of him nor of his mind Cial. I know it but too well yet perhaps You may have so much Friendship left at my request To give it out that I am dead Mir. What 's your design in that report Cial. You will not do it then Mir. I wou'd know why Cial. Nay then Mir. Come your humour shall have its course I 'll do 't without a question But why shou'd I report that you are dead Cial. You said you wou'd not ask me nor need You fear to give out an untruth it may be shortly so In the mean time I must disguise my self As from henceforward I shall every day Resemble less and less what once I was Things running to decay grow every moment More unlike themselves and so do I. That at the last the name of Friend Will not fit you or me for I shall be decay'd Never to be repair'd again and we must part Still more and more till at the last our distance Will grow so great that none will guess We ever were united So Lines Both from one Centre drawn still more and more divide Till for the World at last they grow too wide Exit Mir. I forgive thee poor Cialto for I am sensible What a distraction governs thee by the confusion That throws my thoughts into as much disorder For I have rais'd a War where Peace still flourish'd In the calm Empire of Emilia's Breast And she is fled from me back to her peace Yet He studies What is the meaning that my Sister fails I know not what to think I stand like one has Lost
C. Car No. Teg. Upon my Soul but he has now I took it for him And he has taken it from me that he has Ruth What sport are we now like to have 2 C. What Fellow 's that C. Car. A poor simple Fellow that serves me Peace Teg. Teg. Let them not prate so then 2 C. Well Gentlemen it remains Whether you 'll take the Covenant C. Car. This is strange and differs from your own Principle To impose on other Mens Consciences Mr. Day Pish we are not here to dispute we act According to our instructions and we cannot admit any To compound without taking it therefore your answer Teg. Why was it for no matter then that I have taken The Covenant You there Mr. Committee Do you hear that now C. Car. No we will not take it much good may it do them That have swallows large enough 'T will work one day in their Stomachs Cl. Bl. The day may come when those that suffer for their Consciences and honour may be rewarded Mr. Day I I you make an Idol of that honour C. Bl. Our Worships then are different you make that Your Idol which brings your Interest We can obey that which bids us lose it Arb. Brave Gentlemen Ruth I stare at 'em till my Eyes ake 2 C. Gentlemen you are men of dangerous Spirits Know we must keep our rules and instructions lest we Lose what providence hath put into our hands C Care Providence such as Thieves rob by 2. C. What 's that Sir Sir you are too bold C. Car. Why in good sooth you may give losers Leave to speak I hope your Honours out of your bowels of Compassion will permit us to take over our departing Acres Mr. Day It is well you are so merry C. Car. O ever whil'st you live clear souls make light hearts Faith wou'd I might ask one question 2 C. Swear not then C Car. Thou shalt not covet thy Neighbours Goods There 's a Rowland for your Oliver my question is only Which of all you is to have our Estates or will you Make Traitors of them draw 'em and quarter them 2 C. You grow abusive C. Bl. No no 't is only to entreat the honourable persons That will be pleased to be our House-keepers to keep them In good Reparations we may take possession again Without the help of the Covenant 2 C. You will think better on 't and take this Covenant C. Car. We will be as rotten first as their hearts That invented it Ruth ' Slife Arbella we 'l have these two men There are not two such again to be had for love nor money Mr. Day Well Gentlemen your follies light upon your Own heads we have no more to say C. Car. Why then hoist Sails for a new World D'hear Blunt what Gentlewoman is that C. Bl. 'T is their witty Daughter I told thee of C. Car. I 'll go to speak to 'em I 'd fain convert That pretty Covenanter C. Bl. Nay prithee let 's go C. Car. Lady I hope you 'l have that good fortune Not to be troubled with the Covenant Arb. If they do I 'll not take it C. Bl. Brave Lady I must love her against my will C. Car. For you pretty one I hope your Portion will Be enlarged by our Misfortunes remember your benefactors Ruth If I had all your Estates I cou'd afford you as good a thing C. Car. Without taking the Covenant Ruth Yes but I would invent another Oath C. Car. Upon your Lips Ruth Nay I am not bound to discover C. Bl. Prithee come is this a time to spend in fooling C. Car. Now have I forgot every thing C. Bl. Come let 's go 2. Gentlemen void the Room C Car. Sure 't is impossible that Kite Shou'd get that pretty Merlin C. Bl. Come prithee let 's go these Muck-worms will have Earth enough to stop their mouths with one day C. Car. Pray use our Estates husband-like and so our Most honourable Bailiffs farewel Mr. Day You are rude Door-keeper put 'em forth there Keep Come forth ye there this is not a place for such as you Teg. Ye are a Rascal that you are now Keep And please your Honours this profane Irish-man swore An Oath at the door even now when I Wou'd have put him out 2 C. Let him pay for 't Keep Here you must pay or lye by the heels Teg. What must I pay by the heels I will not pay by â—â— hâ—â—â—s that I will not upon my soul 〈…〉 Here here 's a Shilling for thee be quiet Exeunt 〈…〉 Well I have not curs'd you now that I have not 〈…〉 〈…〉 I had cursed then Keep That had been Six-pence Teg. Upon my soul now I have but one Six-pence that I â—â—ave not Here though I will give it thee for a Curse there Mr. Committee now there is Six-pence for the Curse before-hand Mr. Committee and a Plague take you all Runs out Ruth Hark ye Arbella 't were a sin not to love these men Arb. I am not guilty Ruth Mrs. Day Has this honourable Board any other Command 2 C. Nothing farther good Mrs. Day Gentlewoman You have nothing to care for but be grateful And kind to Mr. Abel Arb. I desire to know what I must directly trust to Or I will complain Mrs. Day The Gentlewoman needeth not doubt she shall Suddenly perceive the good that is intended her If she does not interpose in her own light Mr. Day I pray withdraw the Committee has pass'd their Order and they must now be private 2 Com. Nay pray Mistress withdraw So Brethren we have Finish'd this day's work and let us always keep The Bonds of Unity unbroken walking hand in Hand and scattering the Enemy Mr. Day You may perceive they have Spirits never to be Reconcil'd they walk according to Nature and are Full of inward darkness 2 Com. It is well truly for the good people that they Are so obstinate whereby their Estates may Of right fall into the hands of the chosen which Truly is a mercy Mr. Day I think there remaineth nothing farther But to adjourn till Munday Take up the Papers there and bring home to me their Honours Order for Mrs. Arbella's Estate So Brethren we separate our selves to our Particular endeavours till we join in Publick on Munday two of the Clock And so Peace remain with you Exeunt ACT III. SCENE I. Col. Careless Col. Blunt and Lieutenant Lieu. BY my faith a sad Story I did apprehend this Covenant Wou'd be the Trap. C. Car. Never did any Rebels fish with such Cormorants no Stoppage about their throats the Rascals are all swallow C. Bl. Now am I ready for any Plot I 'll go find some of these Agitants and fill up a blank Commission with my Name And if I can but find two or three gather'd together They are sure of me I will please my self however With endeavouring to cut their throats C. Car. Or do something to make them hang us that we may But part
on any terms Nothing anger'd me but that My old Kitchen-stuff-acquaintance look'd another Way and seem'd not to know me C. Bl. How Kitchen-stuff acquaintance C. Car. Yes Mrs Day that commanded the Party in the Hackney-Coach was my Father's Kitchen-maid and in Time of yore called Gillian How now Teg Enter Teg. What says the Learned Teg. Well then upon my Soul the Man in the great Cloak with the long Sleeves is mad that he is C. Car. Mad Teg Teg. Yes i'faith is he he bid me be gone and said I was sent To mock him C. Car. Why what didst thou say to him Teg. Well now I did ask him if he wou'd take any Counsel C. Car. ' Slife he might well enough think thou mock'st him Why thou shou'dst have ask'd him when we might have Come for Counsel Teg. Well that is all one is it not If he wou'd take any Counsel or you wou'd take any Counsel is not that all one then C. Car. Was there ever such a mistake C Bl. Prethee ne'r be troubled at this we are past Counsel If we had but a Friend amongst them that cou'd but slide Us by this Covenant Lieu. Hark ye Colonel what if you did visit this translated Kitchen-maid Teg. Well how is that a Kitchen-maid where is she now C. Bl. The Lieutenant advises well C. Car. Nay stay stay in the first place I 'll send Teg to her To tell her I have a little business with her and desire To know when I may have leave to wait on her C. Bl. We shall have Teg mistake again Teg. How is that so I will not mistake that Kitchen-maid Whither must I go now to mistake that Kitchen-maid C Car. But d'hear Teg you must take no notice of that upon Thy Life but on the contrary at every word you must say Your Ladyship and your Honour as for Example when you have Made a Leg you must begin thus My Master presents His service to your Ladyship and having some business with Your Honour desires to know when he may have leave To wait upon your Ladyship Teg. Well that I will do But was she Your Father's Kitchen-maid C Car. Why what then Teg. Upon my Soul I shall laugh upon her Face for all I wou'd not have a mind to do it C. Car. Not for a hundred pounds Teg you must be sure to Set your Countenance and look very soberly before you begin Teg. If I shou'd think then of any Kettles or Spits or Any thing that will put a mind into my head of a Kitchen I shou'd laugh then shou'd I not C. Car. Not for a thousand pounds Teg thou mayst undo us all Teg. Well I will hope I will not laugh then I will Keep my mouth if I can that I will from running To one side and 'tother side well now where does This Mrs. Tay live Lieu. Come Teg I 'le walk along with thee and shew thee The house that thou mayest not mistake that however Exeunt Lieutenant and Teg. C. Car. Prethee do Lieutenant have a care Teg Thou shalt find us in the Temple Now Blunt have I Another design C. Bl. What further design canst thou have C. Car. Why by this means I may chance see these women Again and get into their acquaintance C. Bl. With both man C. Car. ' Slife thou art jealous do'st love either of ' em C. Bl. Nay I can't tell all is not as ' t was C. Car. Like a man that is not well and yet knows Not what ailes him C. Bl. Thou art something near the matter but I 'le Cure my self with considering that no woman can Ever care for me C. Car. And why prethee C. Bl. Because I can say nothing to them C. Car. The less thou canst say they 'l like thee the better She 'l think 't is Love that has ham-string'd thy tongue Besides man a woman can't abide that any thing In the house shou'd talk but she and her Parrot What 't is the Cavalier girle thou lik'st C. Bl. Canst thou love any of the other Breed C. Car. Not honestly yet I confess that ill-begotten Pretty Rascal never look'd towards me but She scatter'd sparks as fast as kindling Charcoale Thine's grown already to an honest flame Come Blunt when Teg comes we will resolve on something Exeunt Enter Arbella and Ruth Arb. Come now a word of our own matters how do'st Thou hope to get thy Estate again Ruth You shall drink first I was just going to ask you How you would get yours again you are as fast as if You were under Covert-barne Arb. But I have more hopes than thou hast Ruth Not a scruple more if there were but scales That could weigh hopes for these Rascals must be hang'd Before either of us shall get our own you may eat and drink Out of yours as I do and be a sojourner with Abel Arb. I am hamper'd but I 'le intangle my self With Mr. Abel's conjugal cords nay I am more Hamper'd than thou thinkest for if thou art in as bad Case as I you understand me hold up thy finger Ruth holds up her finger Ruth Behold nay I 'le ne're forsake thee if I were not Smitten I wou'd perswade my self to be in love If 't were but to bear thee company Arb. Dear girl hark ye Ruth the composition day Made an end of all all 's ago Ruth Nay that fatal day put me into the condition Of a Compounder too there was my heart brought Under sequestration Arb. That day wench Ruth Yes that very day with two or three forceable Looks 't was driven an inch at least out of its old place Sense or reason can't find the way to 't now Arb. That day that very day if you and I should like The same man Ruth Fie upon 't as I live thou mak'st me start Now dare not I ask which thou lik'st Arb. Wou'd they were now to come in that we might Watch one anothers eyes and discover by signs I am not able to ask thee neither Ruth Nor I to tell thee shall we go ask Lilly which ' t is Arb. Out upon him nay there 's no need of Stars We know our selves if we durst speak Ruth Pish I 'le speak if it be the same we 'l draw cuts Arb. No hark ye Ruth do you act them both For you saw their several humors and then watch my Eyes where I appear most concern'd I can't dissemble for my heart Ruth I dare swear that will hinder thee to dissemble Indeed Come have at you then I 'le speak as if I were Before the honourable rascals And first for my brave Blunt Colonel who hating to take the Oath cry'd out With a brave scorn such as made thee in love I hope Hang your selves rascals the time will come when those That dare be honest will be rewarded don't I act him bravely don't I act him bravely Arb. O admirably well dear wench do it once more Ruth Nay nay I must do the 'tother now Arb. No
Victory or Fate Zemp. My Gen'ral go the Gods be on our side Let Valour act but let Discretion guide Exit Traxalla Great God of Vengeance I see thou dost begin to hear me now Make me thy Off'ring if I break my Vow Exeunt ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Ynca Orazia as pursued in a Battle Orazia O Fly Sir fly like torrents your swift Foes Come rowling on Ynca The Gods can but destroy The noblest way to fly is that death shows I 'll court her now since Victory 's grown â—oy Oraz. Death's wing'd to your pursuit and yet you wait To meet her Ynca Poor Orazia time and fate Must once o'ertake me though I now shou'd fly Oraz. Do not meet death but when it comes then dye Enter three Souldiers 3. Sould. Stand Sir and yield your self and that fair prey Ynca You speak to one unpractis'd to obey Enter Montezuma Mont. Hold Villains hold or your rude lives shall be Lost in the midst of your own Victory These I have hunted for nay do not stare Be gone and in the common plunder share Ex. Sould. How different is my Fate from theirs whose Fame From Conquest grows from Conquest grows my shame Ynca Why do'st thou pause thou canst not give me back With fruitless grief what I enjoyed before No more than Seas repenting of a Wrack Can with a calm our buried wealth restore Mont. 'T were vain to own repentance since I know Thy scorn which did my passions once despise Once more would make my swelling anger flow Which now ebbs lower than your miseries The Gods that in my fortunes were unkind Gave me not Scepters nor such gilded things But whilst I wanted Crowns inlarg'd my mind To despise Scepters and dispose of Kings Ynca Thou art but grown a Rebel by success And I that scorn'd Orazia shou'd be ty'd To thee my slave must now esteem thee less Rebellion is a greater guilt than Pride Mont. Princes see others faults but not their own 'T was you that broke that Bond and set me free Yet I attempted noâ— to climb your Throne And raise my self but level you to me Oraz. O Montezuma cou'd thy love engage Thy Soul so little or make Banks so low About thy heart that thy revenge and rage Like suddain Floods so soon shou'd over-flow Ye Gods how much was I mistaken here I thought you gentle as the gaulless â—ove But you as humoursome as Winds appear And subject to more Passions than your Love Mont. How have I been betray'd by guilty rage Which like a flame rose to so vast a height That nothing cou'd resist nor yet asswage Till it wrapt all things in one cruel fate But I 'll redeem my self and act such things That you shall blush Orazia was deny'd And yet make Conquest though with wearied Wings Take a new flight to your now fainting side Ynca Vain Man what foolish thoughts fill thy swell'd mind It is too late our ruine to recal Those that have once great Buildings undermin'd Will prove too weak to prop them in their fall Enter Traxalla with the former Souldiers 1 Sould. See mighty Sir where the bold stranger stands Who snatch'd these glorious Prisoners from our hands Trax. 'T is the great Ynca seize him as my prey To crown the triumphs of this glorious day Mont. Stay your bold hands from reaching at what 's mine If any title springs from Victory You safer may attempt to rob a shrine And hope forgiveness from the Deity Enter Acacis Trax. O my dear Prince my Joys to see you live Are more than all that Victory can give Aca. How are my best endeavours crost by fate Else you had ne'er been lost or found so late Hurried by the wild fury of the fight Far from your presence and Orazia's sight I could not all that care and duty show Which as your Captive mighty Prince I owe. Ynca You often have preserv'd our lives this day And one small debt with many bounties pay But humane actions hang on springs that be Too small or too remote for us to see My glories freely I to yours resign And am your Prisoner now that once were mine Mont. These Prisoners Sir are mine by right of War And I 'll maintain that right if any dare Trax. Yes I wou'd snatch them from thy weak defence But that due reverence which I owe my Prince Permits me not to quarrel in his sight To him I shall refer his General 's right Mont. I knew too well what Iustice I shou'd find From an arm'd Plaintiff and a judge so kind Aca. Unkindly urg'd that I shou'd use thee so Thy Vertue is my Rival not my Foe The Prisoners Fortune gave thee shall be thine Trax. Would you so great a prize to him resign Aca. Shou'd he who boldly for his Prey design'd To dive the deepest under swelling tides Have the less title if he chance to find The richest â—ewel that the Ocean hides They are his due But in his Vertue I re pose that trust That he will be as kind as I am just Dispute not my Commands but go with haste Rally our Men they may pursue too fast And the disorders of the inviting Prey May turn again the fortune of the day Ex Trax. Mont. How gentle all this Prince's actions be Vertue is calm in him but rough in me Aca Can Montezuma place me in his Breast Mont. My heart 's not large enough for such a Guest Aca. See Montezuma see Orazia weeps Orazia weeps Mont. Acacis is he deaf or waking sleeps He does not hear me sees me not nor moves How firm his Eyes are on Orazia fixt Gods that take care of Men let not our loves Become divided by their being mixt Aca. Weep not fair Princess nor believe you are A Prisoner subject to the chance of War Why shou'd you waste the stock of those fair Eyes That from Mankind can take their liberties And you great Sir think not a generous mind To vertuous Princes dares appear unkind Because those Princes are unfortunate Since over all Men hangs a doubtful fate One gains by what another is bereft The frugal Deities have only left A common bank of happiness below Maintain'd like nature by an ebb and flow Ex. omnes Zempoalla appears seated upon a Throne frowning upon her Attendants then comes down and speaks Zemp. No more you that above your Princes dare proclaim With your rebellious breath a stranger's name 1. Peru. Dread Empress Zemp. Slaves perhaps you grieve to see Your young Prince glorious 'cause he sprang from me Had he been one of base Amexia's brood Your Tongues though silent now had then been loud Enter Traxalla Traxalla welcome welcomer to me Than what thou bring'st a Crown and Victory Trax. All I have done is nothing fluttering Fame Now tells no News but of the Stranger 's Name And his great Deeds 't is he they cry by whom Not Men but War it self is overcome Who bold with his success dares think to have A
brings Fate to me sooner than it comes Fears most oppress when sleep has seiz'd upon The outward parts and left the Soul alone What envy'd blessing 's these curs'd things enjoy Next to possess 't is pleasure to destroy Ismeron ho Ismeron Ismeron Stamps Ism. Who 's that with so loud and fierce a call Disturbs my rest Zemp. She that has none at all Nor ever must unless thy powerful Art Can charm the Passions of a troubled heart Ism. How can you have a discontented mind To whom the Gods have lately been so kind Zemp. Their envious kindness how can I enjoy When they give Blessings and the use destroy Ism. Dread Empress tell the cause of all your grief If Art can help be sure of quick Relief Zemp. I dream'd before the Altar that I led A mighty Lion in a twisted thread I shook to hold him in so slight a tie Yet had not power to seek a remedy When in the midst of all my fears a Dove With hovering Wings descended from above Flew to the Lion and Embraces spread With Wings like clasping Arms about his head Making that murm'ring noise that cooing Doves Use in the soft expression of their Loves While I fix'd by my wonder gaz'd to see So mild a Creature with so fierce agree At last the gentle Dove turn'd from his head And pecking try'd to break the slender thread Which instantly she sever'd and releas'd From that small bond the fierce and mighty Beast Who presently turn'd all his rage on me And with his Freedom brought my Destiny Ism. Dread Empress this strange Vision you relate Is big with wonder and too full of fate Without the Gods assistance to expound In those low Regions where sad Night hangs round The drowsie Vaults and where moist Vapors steep The God's dull brows that sways the Realm of Sleep There all th' informing Elements repair Swift Messengers of Water Fire and Air To give account of Actions whence they came And how they govern every mortal frame How from their various mixture or their strife Are known the Calms and Tempests of our Life Thence Souls when Sleep their Bodies overcome Have some imperfect knowledge of their doom From those dark Caves those Powers shall strait appear Be not afraid whatever shapes they wear Zemp. There 's nothing thou canst raise can make me start A living form can only shake my heart Ism. You twice Ten Hundred Deiâ—ies To whom we daily sacrifice You Powers that dwell with Fate below And see what men are doom'd to do Where Elements in discord dwell Thou God of Sleep arise and tell Great Zempoalla what strange Fate Must on her dismal Vision wait Zemp. How slow these Spirits are Call make them rise Or they shall fast from Flame and Sacrifice Ism. Great Empress Let not your rage offend what we adore And vainly threaten when we must implore Sit and silently attend While my powerful Charms I end By the creaking of the Toad In their Caves that make aboad Earthy Dun that pants for breath With her swell'd sides full of death By the Crested Adders Pride That along the Clifts do glide By thy visage fierce and black By the Deaths-head on thy back By the twisted Serpents plac'd For a Girdle round thy Waste By the Hearts of Gold that dâ—ck Thy Brest thy Shoulders and thy Neck From thy sleepy Mansion rise And open thy unwilling Eyes While bubling Springs their Musick keep That use to lull thee in thy sleep God of Dreams rises God Seek not to know what must not be reveal'd Joys only flow where Fate is most conceal'd Too busie Man wou'd find his Sorrows more If future Fortunes he shou'd know before For by that knowledge of his Destiny He wou'd not live at all but always die Enquire not then who shall from Bonds be freed Who 't is shall wear a Crown and who shall bleed All must submit to their appointed doom Fate and Misfortune will too quickly come Let me no more with powerful Charms be prest I am forbid by Fate to tell the rest The God descends Zemp. Stay Couz'ner thou that hat'st clear truth like light And usest words dark as thy own dull night You Tyrants Gods do you refuse to free The Soul you gave from its perplexity Why shou'd we in your mercies still believe When you can never pity though we grieve For you have bound your selves by harsh decrees And those not you are now the Deities Sits down sad Ism. She droops under the weight of Rage and Care You Spirits that inhabit in the Air With all your powerful Charms of Musick try To bring her Soul back to its Harmony SONG is suppos'd sung by Aerial Spirits POor Mortals that are clog'd with Earth below Sink under Love and Care While we that dwell in Air Such heavy Passions never know Why then should Mortals be Unwilling to be free From Blood that sullen Cloud Which shining Souls does shroud Then they 'l shew bright And like us light When leaving Bodies with their Care They slide to us and Air. Zemp. Death on these Trifles Cannot your Art find Some means to ease the Passions of the Mind Or if you cannot give a Lover rest Can you force Love into a Scornful Breast Ism. 'T is Reason only can make Passions less Art gives not new but may the old encrease Nor can it alter Love in any Breast That is with other flames before possess'd Zemp. If this be all your slighted Art can do I 'll be a Fate both to your Gods and you I 'll kindle other Flames since I must burn And all their Temples into ashes turn Ism. Great Queen Zemp. If you wou'd have this Sentence staid Summon their Godheads quickly to your aid And presently compose a Charm that may Loves flames into the Strangers Breast convey The Captive Stranger he whose Sword and Eyes Where e'er they strike meet ready Victories Make him but burn for me in flames like mine Victims shall bleed and feasted Altars shine If not Down go your Temples and your Gods shall see They have small use of their Divinity Exeunt ACT IV. SCENE I. The Scene opens and discovers Montezuma sleeping in Prison Enter Traxalla leading in Orazia Trax. NOW take your choice and bid him live or die To both shew Pity or shew Cruelty 'T is you that must condemn I 'll only act Your Sentence is more cruel than my Fact Oraz. You are most cruel to disturb a mind Which to approaching Fate was so resign'd Trax. Reward my Passions and you 'll quickly prove There 's none dare sacrifice what I dare love Next to thee Stranger wake and now resign The bold pretences of thy Love to mine Or in this fatal minute thou shalt find Mont Death Fool in that thou maist be just and kind 'T was I that lov'd Orazia yet did raise The storm in which she sinks why dost thou gaze Or stay thy hand from giving that just stroke Which rather than prevent I wou'd
my new Prince I thus my homage pay Your Reign is short young King Zemp. Traxalla stay 'T is to my hand that he must owe his fate I will revenge at once my love and hate She sets a Dagger to Montezuma's Breast Trax. Strike strike the conquering Enemy is near My Guards are press'd while you detain me here Zemp. Dye then ungrateful dye Amexia's Son Shall never triumph on Acacis Throne Thy death must my unhappy flames remove Now where is thy defence against my love She cuts the Cords and gives him the Dagger Trax. Am I betrayed He draws and thrusts at Montezuma he puts it by and kills him Mont. So may all Rebels dye This end has Treason join'd with Cruelty Zemp. Live thou whom I must love and yet must hate She gave thee Life who knows it brings her fate Mont. Life is a trifle which I wou'd not take But for Orazia's and her Father's sake Now Ynca hate me if thou canst for he Whom thou hast scorn'd will dye or rescue thee As he goes to attacque the Guards with Traxalla's Sword Enter Amexia Garrucca Indians driving some of the other Party before them Gar. He lives ye Gods he lives great Queen see here Your coming joys and your departing fear Amex. Wonder and joy so fast together flow Their haste to pass has made their passage slow Like strugling Waters in a Vessel pent Whose crowding drops choak up the narrow Vent My Son She imbraces him Mont. I am amaz'd it cannot be That fate has such a joy in store for me Amex. Can I not gain belief that this is true Mont. It is my fortune I suspect not you Gar. First ask him if he old Garrucca know Mont. My honoured Father let me fall thus low Gar. Forbear great Prince 't is I must pay to you That adoration as my Sovereign's due For from my humble Race you did not spring You are the Issue of our Murthered King Sent by that Traytor to his blest abode Whom to be made a King he made a God The story is too full of fate to tell Or what strange fortune our lost Queen befel Amex. That sad relation longer time will crave I liv'd obscure he bred you in a Cave But kept the mighty secret from your Ear Lest heat of blood to some strange course shou'd steer Your youth Mont. I owe him all that now I am He taught me first the noble thirst of fame Shew'd me the baseness of unmanly fear Till th' unlick'd Whelp I pluck'd from the rough Bear And made the Ounce and Tyger give me way While from their hungry Jaws I snatch'd the Prey 'T was he that charg'd my young arms first with toils And drest me glorious in my Salvage spoils Gar. You spent in shady Forest all the day And joy'd returning to shew me the Prey To tell the story to describe the place With all the pleasures of the boasted chase Till sit for arms I reav'd you from your sport To train your Youth in the Peruvian Court I left you there and ever since have been The sad attendant of my exil'd Queen Zemp. My fatal Dream comes to my memory That Lion whom I held in bonds was he Amexia was the Dove that broke his Chains What now but Zempoalla's death remains Mont. Pardon fair Princess if I must delay My love a while my gratitude to pay Live Zempoalla free from dangers live For present merits I past crimes forgive Oh might she hope Orazia's Pardon too Orazia I wou'd have none condemn'd for loving you In me her merit much her fault o'er powers She sought my Life but she preserv'd me yours Amex. Taught by my own I pity her estate And wish her penitence but not her fate Ynca I wou'd not be the last to bid her live Kings best revenge their wrongs when they forgive Zemp. I cannot yet forget what I have been Wou'd you give life to her that was a Queen Must you then give and must I take there 's yet One way that 's by refusing to be great You bid me live bid me be wretched too Think think what Pride unthron'd must undergo Look on this youth Amexia look and then Suppose him yours and bid me live again A greater sweetness on these Lips there grows Than breath shut out from a new folded Rose What lovely charms on these cold Cheeks appear Cou'd any one hate death and see it here But thou art gone Mont. O that you wou'd believe Acacis lives in me and cease to grieve Zemp Yes I will cease to grieve and cease to be His Soul stays watching in his wound for me All that cou'd render Life desir'd is gone Orazia has my Love and you my Throne And Death Acacis yet I need not dye You leave me Mistriss of my destiny In spight of Dreams how am I pleas'd to see Heavens truth or falshood shou'd depend on me But I will help the Gods The greatest proof of Courage we can give Is then to dye when we have to power live Kills her self Mont. How fatally that instrument of death Was hid Amex. She has expir'd her latest breath Mont. But there lies one to whom all grief is due Orazia None e'er was so unhappy and so true Mont. Your Pardon Royal Sir Ynca You have my Love Gives him Oraz. Amex. The Gods my Son your happy choice approve Mont. Come my Orazia then and pay with me Leads her to Acacis Some tears to poor Acacis memory So strange a fate for Men the Gods ordain Our clearest Sun shine shou'd be mixt with rain How equally our joys and sorrows move Death's fatal triumphs join'd with those of Love Love Crowns the dead and death Crowns him that lives Each gains the Conquest which the other gives Exeunt omnes EPILOGUE to the INDIAN QUEEN Spoken by Montezuma YOU see what Shifts we are inforc'd to try To help out Wit with some Variety Shows may be found that never yet were seen 'T is hard to find such Wit as ne'er has been You have seen all that this old World cou'd do We therefore try the fortune of the new And hope it is below your aim to hit At untaught Nature with your practis'd Wit Our naked Indians then when Wits appear Wou'd as soon chuse to have the Spaniards here 'T is true y'have marks enough the Plot the Show The Poet's Scenes nay more the Painter's too If all this fail considering the cost 'T is a true Voyage to the Indies lost But if you smile on all then these designs Like the imperfect Treasure of our Minds 'T will pass for currant wheresoe'er they go When to your bounteous hands their stamps they owe FINIS THE VESTAL VIRGIN OR THE Roman Ladies A TRAGEDY Written by the Honourable Sir ROBERT HOWARD LONDON Printed for Henry Herringman and are to be Sold by R. Bentley J. Tonson F. Saunders and T. Bennet M DC XCII Dramatis Personae Emilius A Roman Senator of great Quality Sertorius One that had been a General
Friend At last continuing still importunate She told me with a Smile 't was not her hate Nor love unto another was the cause She seem'd to be so cruel in these Laws Tir. When I lost my Brother Brave Artabaces whom I cou'd not call More Brother than a Friend for he was all I did not think a Friendship cou'd express It self so great to make his loss the less But thine my dear Sulpitius is above The Rules and Measures of the strictest Love You might have hop'd to see your Brother's joy Sprung from those harsh commands which mine destroy Sulp. My love unto Sertorius is not less I wish his Gratitude his Happiness To pay great Marcellina all Love's scores Whom every Roman but himself adores Why do you droop fie fie do not give way To your encroaching Griefs hope and obey In the mean time during your Banishment In my best Love and Care rest confident I 'll weary her with Pray'rs till I obtain Leave from her Lips to call you back again Ter. My hopes are only rais'd by thy kind Charms O let me always hold thee in my Arms. Embraoo Enter Sertorius Ser. I must go back and tell him 't is impossible Ha twisted Sulp. How my Brother I must say something quickly but what Brother perhaps you wonder Ser. Yes I do Sulp. I mean to see my kindness at this time So great to Tiridates but as a Friend I cou'd not be exempt from pity Sert. What pity does he need Sulp. It seems much more than you In the severe Commands of fair Hersilia He is for over banished no time nor hopes Allow'd to him you are too generous To swell upon his sinking Sert. That I despise Sulp. Pray give me leave at least to shew That pity which a Friend ought to bestow Perhaps the Reasons of a Friend may prove A Balm to cure the Wounds of hopeless Love Goes to Tiridates I cou'd not stay a minute Sir From telling you the happy News Which you may find writ in my Brother's looks The fair and just Hersilia has pronounc'd His Banishment for ever Enter Hersilia and Marcellina Ha Hersilia what new Confusions croud upon me How near my Plots are to discovery I must out-face Fortune and Honesty He steps to Sertorius hastily Brother give not Tiridates the advantage To seem more pleas'd than you in his Obedience I 'll instantly attempt to serve you Goes to Hersilia Madam this unexpected Happiness Adds to the greatness of it Hers. The coolness of the Evening and these Walks Invited out me and my Cousin Not thinking to have met so much good Company As you Prince Tiridates and Sertorius She curtsies to them and they bow and stand still Ha Marcellina a word Speaks aside with Marcellina D' ye not observe what an unusual distance Prince Tiridates and Sertorius keep Marc. I both observe and wonder Hers. Peace let 's be gone We have almost tir'd our selves Sir And were just now returning home Sulp. Permit me Madam to receive the Honour Of waiting on you I have something to acquaint you with Enter Servant Ser. Madam Your Sister the fair Verginia is just now Brought from the Vestals and begs to see you Hers. I long as much to look on her They say she is much alter'd This is strange Marcellina Looks at Tiridates and Sertorius Sulp. I will return presently till then be silent To Sertorius I wait upon you Madam Exeunt Manent Tiridates and Sertorius they stare at one another at last Sertorius speaks Sert. I hope you do not think that I forbore To speak my love and thoughts unto Hersilia Because a Rival did look on Tir. Nor did that hinder me to own my Love Sert. Your hopes upon her Father's friendship move Tir. The greatness of my love is its own aid Sert. Some use of empty Titles might be made There is a noise with Names of Princes brought Yet though her Father is with nothing caught Those that have conquer'd Princes need not show Respect to Titles which they can bestow Tir. Cou'd any Roman Sword find Victory As soon as you can with your Vanity A Prince indeed might tremble then to hear But now he smiles at what you 'd have him fear Sert. O you shall see that I can keep my word And shew no Roman e'er out-talk'd his Sword They draw and fight To this a greater Quarrel yet I joyn Hersilia's Cause they equally are mine Enter Sulpitius runs in and parts them Sulp. Hold hold hear me but speak From what hid Cause does all this Fury break Sert. Love is our Cause which we resolve to trust To our own Swords we 're sure that they are just Tir. 'T is mean to wait for one to be deny'd And to refer that which we may decide Death is the certain Umpire that makes friends With him that dies Hersilia's trouble ends Sert. Stand by and since you wear the double tyes Of Friend and Brother look with equal Eyes Sulp. Must Hersilia thus Be sav'd from trouble by the loss of Fame Your Swords will wound her yet unspotted Name No drop of blood vou shed but will remain Upon her injur'd Innocence a stain She will be equally oblig'd to hate The Victor's life the vanquish'd in his Fate Sert. She 's cruel now if she her hate shou'd show When I am dead 't is more than I shall know Sulp. Suppose she never wou'd your loves requite For what is'â— then you wou'd pretend to fight 'T is vain to strive for Empire that wou'd be Not gain'd but rather lost by Victory Sert. Yet without Conquest she is gain'd by none And only can be overcome by one Both in Hersilia cannot happy prove The Government is Monarchy in love Tir. Sulpitius now your troubles shall have end Left free to serve a Brother or a Friend He that first falls for one of us must dye Leaves you to t'other as his Legacy Sert. All the disputes of love are judg'd by fate And death makes room when life is grown too strait Offers to fight Sulp. Hold hear me a word Sert. Pish. Sulp. Of you I ask it Tiridates stay And let your reason this rash action weigh Tir. Love never waits on Reason but on chance But why shou'd you advise this temperance Bid me be cold and bring the Fever too Hersilia sent the banishment by you Sert. Ha Did my careful Brother bring you such news Tir. Yes and from Hersilia's cruel Lips Sert. I received just such another Message Can you tell Brother which was the Copy and Original Sulp. No. Tir. How Sert. Whence came they then Sulp. From me Sert. And your invention Sulp. Right D' you think Hersilia's lov'd by you alone Had I perceiv'd it easie to be done I wou'd have fool'd you both Why d' you stare D' you wonder that I love or that I dare A vow a Passion which both you proclaim I 'll be as loud as you in Love or Fame Sert. O Monster Sulp. See I am chang'd of your
throw my self into this Danger Her This is strange I mistrust something Sulp. You might if you knew all I know Pray ask no Questions in this place All is unsafe about us Exeunt Enter Sertorius bringing out Marcellina out of the fire Mar. Set down your wretched load for I am grown Your burthen that only wou'd have been my own Had you preserv'd Hersilia you had prov'd Happy to save the person we both lov'd But now you are as much unfortunate To save a wretched thing whom we both hate He stands amaz'd Sert. Forgive the mixture which in me appears Wrong not my joys nor yet condemn my fears Mar. Why do you stay look on those shining Walls And think that from those flames Hersilia calls Sert. O what a wonder does your Friendship prove Forgives ingratitude and urges love I know not what to do Mar. Go go And pay what you to Love and Honour owe. Sert. Then I must stay for there is nothing due From Love or Honour justly but to you Mar. All debts to me to her I thus resign Be gone and think Hersilia's danger 's mine Ser. And leave you thus Mar. If you stay here Your formal gratitude will look like fear Sert. It is my shame to stay my shame to go Yet not my Virtue but yours makes it so If in these flames I meet my death they 'll prove As gentle but more just than those of love Exit as into the House Mar. What shall I do my thoughts are tir'd I find With tedious Journeys up and down my mind Sometimes they lose their way sometimes as slow Like Beasts o'er-loaded heavily they move Prest by the weight of sorrow and of love Enter Artabaces Art So much for this I 'll have no more of these siery trials My hair stinks like new burn'd Tinder See she has kept her word Best Lady Mar. Sir Art ' Slife 't is not she Mar. You seem concern'd at some mistake Art A little Madam it was my good fortune To save a Lady from these flames That I expected here 't was her Commands That sent me back to see what help Her Father and her Sister might have need of Mar. She was not tall Sir Art No Madam her beauty and her stature Shew'd her very young Mar. You are happy Sir to be the fortunate preserver Of so much Innocence and Beauty Art D' you know her Madam or to whom This wretched House did once belong Mar. She was my Cousin Sir and that was once Her Father's Palace you seem a stranger by these questions Art I am Madam and but arriv'd this minute The first thing I almost saw at least took notice of Was this sad Spectacle Mar Is all consum'd Art Every one now is 'scapt or perisht And need no help or else are past it The last I met with was a noble Gentleman Concern'd it seems above the thought of danger For he appear'd careless of cracking beams And uncheck'd flames A sudden noise Without the House call'd him away Mar. O Sertorius which way Sir was the noise Art 'T was on the other side Mar. That way Sertorius went and I must follow Pardon my disturbance Sir yet Reason and Honour check my haste But our unsteady actions cannot be Manag'd by rules of strict Philosophy There is but part belongs unto our care Fortune has right and title to a share Exit Manet Artabaces Art Shou'd Fortune count with me unto this day She 'd find there was a mighty debt to pay The Roman Conquest o'er my Country spread My Brother lost or worse in Triumph led Sure such full Empires have no aim or guide And those that reach 'em do not move but slide Man is too weak to manage with frail sense Such a resemblance of Omnipotence A Storm at Sea threw me on Italy And here I thought to find my death or thee Poor Tiridates how cou'd fortune prove So curst among my woes to mingle love Which way to go I know not nor need care I have been us'd to wander in despair All by uncertain ways pursue their ends And unto every object Reason bends Exit The Scene shuts Enter Emilius and Tiridates and followers Emil. You have sav'd my Life brave Tiridates Wou'd I cou'd pay you with Hersilia That wou'd appear more than a common gratitude Tir. Hersilia is a happiness beyond My hopes and merits Emil. This fire was kindled by some treachery I fear Hersilia is the purchace Of their designs and mischiefs Tir. Let us not now waste time with vain conjectures Hersilia and Verginia may want help While we are talking how they come to need it Emil. 'T is true let us take several ways And meet down by the Tiber hard by Numa's Grove Tir. If I have life I 'll bring it thither Ex. Emil. and followers What did I say how cou'd I talk Of carrying any longer life about me But humane things have such variety Neither the wise nor brave know when to die For neither justly can their deaths intend Till they are sure all hopes have first their end Enter Sertorius Sert. Ha Tiridates He 's it seems no happier yet than I. Stay Sir what news Tir. None that either of us wish Hersilia is for certain forc'd away By unknown Persons Sert. So I have heard Tir. Emilius has took the great Flaminian way Let us divide our selves and when Sert. Stay Tiridates Fortune seems wise in bringing us together She knows not what to do with both of us In the pursuit of Honour she can be Liberal to many in one Victory When Fame 's the Mistress more than one may prove Happy at once but 't is not so in Love Tir. He that blind Fortune will have happy made Let her guide him unto Hersilia's aid Sert. She shall guide me no farther you and I Will not ask her Opinion which shall die Our Swords will tell us all that she can know Her means are quick though she her self be slow Draws Tir. I draw for my defence not my design Draws You urge a wrong both to your Love and mine While your Revenge above your own does prove And force my Honour to exceed my Love Sert. 'T is only Love that does this quarrel breed And so my Love my Honour does exceed Tir. Wou'd Love attempt to ruine its own aid We fight for them by whom she is betray'd Whoe'er o'ercomes his guilty Conquest shews Hersilia nothing to his Valour owes Sert. 'T is true 'T is against her that I my Sword employ And she may want that help which I destroy Forgive me Sir Yet all things that can move As well as I have felt Revenge and Love Unruly heats are with our Essence spread And by craz'd Passion Nature 's cemented Tir. While she has Enemies let us be Friends And now by several ways pursue our ends Sert. Stay I am yet confus'd 't is a hard fate To â—elp to make my self unfortunate Tir. We waste that time which takes too fast a slight And
the Vessel to preserve the freight Mut. I 'll shake thy stubborn Spirit while I feed Thy Life with tortures Death shall death exceed Art Life may be less than Life as it does waste But Death cannot be more than death at last Mut. Who 's there Enter one or two Here Take him away and shut him up from light Let him see nothing but Death's Image Night Art Thou canst not reach the light that I shall find A generous Soul is Sun-shine to the mind Mut. Be gone In the least title he that disobeys His own neglect his wretched Life betrays Ex. with Art Manet Mutius In what encrease of Tempests I am tost Like those in storms afraid of any Coast Now every way to me unsafe appears Reason has left the Helm and Love now steers Yet one Trick more I am resolv'd to try Love's Wisdom is compos'd of Treachery Ho Corbuio Enter Corbulo Cor. Your pleasure Sir Mut. Fetch Verginia hither And send Titus to spy abroad And bring what News he can however Let him not stay for I intend at his return To look my self after Sulpitius Cor. I will Sir Exit Mut. This Fellow sits my humour Like Flies he feeds upon the foulest things And to the rugged'st places fastest clings But I forget my Business I must now With all that 's gentle smooth a rugged Brow And tempt her with feign'd Goodness to believe The shape of Vertue still can best deceive Those that in faithless Oceans take their way Sink in the Storms but 't is the Calms betray Enter Corbulo with Verginia She comes Now leave us Corbulo But stay within my call Exit Corbulo Still drown'd in Sorrow sure my Rage appears As just and far more gentle than your Tears You fear the Storms yet make the Tempests rise While you retain soul Weather in your Eyes Vir. Tempests by Show'rs sometimes are laid to peace Mut. And when you weep for me my Storms will cease Ver. To shew my Gratitude I shew my Fears And poorly pay the Debt of Life with Tears Secure me only this that he shall live Or do not blame the Sorrow that you give Mut. Does not feign'd Gratitude true Passion hide But since only by this it can be try'd Here in a sacred Vow my self I tye By me nor by my means he shall not dye Ver. Now you are gentle And as in Tears I paid to him his due Now with dry'd Eyes I 'll pay my thanks to you Mut. Your Gratitude might find a better way And my kind Vow with one as gentle pay 'T is the same Oath which he has took before To avoid ever seeing of him more Ver. If he has swore alas what need I swear A Vow shou'd be as gentle as a Pray'r Mut. Can Pray'rs to all alike so gentle be Since all the World's Devotions disagree None beg the same the Pray'rs of all the best Are little more than Curses for the rest Enter Corbulo How now Cor. Titus is return'd Sir and says there is most noise By Numa's Grove another joyn'd to him To scout on either side might bring you full Intelligence Mut. No I will go my self In the mean time Think gentlest Maid how little I deny Who ever you command must live or dye Ex. with Ver. Corbulo Come back I have a Business that I dare commit Unto no Care but thine Give out that I am gone And with a shew of pity offer Verginia To bring her to the Stranger in the mean time I 'll place my self to over-hear their Passions The Business will be easie Corb. If 't were hard it were all one to me Mut. Dispatch then my brave Corbulo And send Spurius along with Titus Ex. Corbulo I will search out the Secret of her Heart And find that Passion which she hides with Art May be 't was Charity that fear'd his harm But Charity does seldom shew so warm No no such deep Concerns appear above All taught Affections 't is unlessen'd Love When this Disease of Jealousie can find A way to seize upon a crazy Mind Most things instead of help or giving ease The Humour feed and turn to the Disease Exit Enter Marcellina Hark I listen still for Noise to be my Guide And want yet have too much on every side O Sertorius How I pursue with what uncertainty Yet though I lose my way I follow thee Hurried along upon Love's Wings I move Pursuing Fate and am pursu'd by Love Exit Enter Sulpitius with Hersilia and others Sulp. Be pleas'd to pardon me Madam I was enforced to lead you a by-way Something about we are nearer a place of safety now Her I wou'd not censure but this seems to be A mingle between Force and Courtesie Sulp. Since 't is so hard to gain your clear belief I must be innocent though it gives you Grief Yet for your own sake do not wish to know Time is too hasty and my Tongue too slow Why shou'd his Guilt and Mischief blemish me Yet Silence seems a vertuous Treachery Her Why do you shew such struglings in your Breast Sulp. Nature and Friendship are at a Contest Know then I wou'd you cou'd and I not tell That Tiridates by Sertorius fell You were the Quarrel and for you they strove With equal Courage and with equal Love Till Fortune blinder now than ever prov'd And deny'd Victory to what you lov'd Her Ha Tiridates dead Weeps Sulp. We have no time to talk or to lament Lest we meet Dangers which we shou'd prevent Her Alas my Grief 's the greatest Dangers are Who wou'd flye Death that cannot flye Despair Sul. Sorrow deceives that bids you stay and dye 'T is from Sertorius not from Death you flye Whose Rage had blown it self to such a height It stopp'd not at th' unhappy Princes Fate But presently your Father's Palace blaz'd In circling Flames which his Revenge had rais'd As if 't were just he shou'd the Ruine prove Of his own Hopes that had destroy'd your Love Her Methinks my Love looks mean in Sorrow drest Sure 't wou'd shew greater by Revenge exprest Sulp. Though nothing of your Heart you will resign To me let your Revenge at least be mine Her O Tiridates I have condemn'd my self to dye and grieve Revenge does only my short Life reprieve Enter Sertorius Ha the horrid Monster comes you Pow'rs above Revenge at once Death and an injur'd Love Ser. Have I o'er-took you Villain with your Prize Draws Sul. There 's none is over-took but he that flies Her Defend me now Sulpitius Sert. Ha does Hersilia want such aâ—â— O Heavens her Vertue 's lost or she 's betray'd I will not trisle out my Cause with words Her Let my Revenge and Wrongs assist your Sword Ser. What Riddle 's this she courts his Treachery Then through their Deaths I thus must haste to dye Fights among 'em and kills one Enter Marcellina takes up his Sword and hurts another that is running at Sertorius he turns and she and he fight and Marcellina
kills him and then falls her self In the mean time Sulpitius and the rest wound Sertorius so that they fall together Her What do I see Marcellina Mar. Hersilia Sulp. Come we must not stay All is unsafe and pity will betray Sulpitius pulls her Sert. Hear my last words have so much Charity My Life was yours but here 't is just I dye I feel new Fires my ancient Flames appease And I own Health unto a new Disease Her Do'st thou not shrink at thy approaching Fate Are all my Sorrows and his Blood no weight Ser. What Sorrows do you wear Or what 's my Crime Sul. We trifle out our Safety with the Time Pull Hersilia Her Stay let me tell him Sulp. 'T is in vain â—away Sert. That Villain does betray you Her Hold I will stayâ— O Marcellina O Tiridates Sert. What is the mystery Why do you call on them from whom you fly Her What does he say Sulp. He raves â—o matter what Her I 'll hear him speak Sulp. Away it is too late Hurries her out Manet Sertorius and Marcellina Ser. What can this mean farewel my unjust Fires New warmth grows in me though my Life expires How slow I crawl my Love would make more haste But weakned Nature cannot move so fast My sinking Soul this bleeding Current drowns How equal we are now in allout Wounds O speak and tell me if you can forgive Or if that be too much tell me yoâ—live Mar. I wou'd deny you nothing shou'd I say I live Life while I tell it stealâ— away Be not concern'd Death has the sâ—me event By Nature call'd or brought by accident Sert. Do not so willingly your Life resign Or if you must let your Soul go with mine Mar. It will go softly if it goes before And wait for yours where they shall part no more Sert. And shall we thus know one another there Mar. Else we shou'd want a Blessing we have here Sert. I feel Death â—shades creep upon Nature's light O guide your Hand to mine 't is almost Night Mar. Here where is yours Sert. Searching to find yours out Mar. Have it I now Weakness and Love may doubt Hold fast farewel There 's something â—idâ—â— Dies Sert. 'T is Death that kindly thus it self divides Dies ACT. V. SCENE I. Enter Artabaces Art WHY to our Bodies are the Gods more kind Than to the Place where Worship dwells the Mind Nature provides Defence and yiâ—â—dâ— Râ—treat From piercing Cold and from thâ—se â—rching Heat But for the Passions which about us wait There is no means allow'd propâ—â—tionate Enter Corbulo Cor. Are you busie Sir Mutius over-hearing Art O wondrous busie Cor. In what Art Why I was thinking that the World 's ill ballanc'd More Knaves than honest Men. Cor. An honest Man wou'd then be welcome sure Art Not to this place Cor. To you I hope Art Troth I have but little business for him Cor. Do you not want a curtesie Art Yes and one to do it Cor. Pray try me Sir Art With all my heart help me to a Sword Cor. That 's hard Art So are most curtesies prethee do me an easie one Cor. What 's that Art Be gone and leave me Cor. I wou'd first willingly do something for you And wou'd help you to a Sword too But they are too suspitious at this time Strict Spies are set on you Somewhat more liberty is allow'd the Lady Art The Lady ha didst thou not say the Lady Cor. Yes I did It takes Aside Art Cou'd you help me to speak with her or see her Though but for a book or two Cor. Um'h. Art That 's too hard too Cor. No I will do 't Art Are you sure of it Cor. Stay there a little and you shall see Steps to Mutius Art This Fellow sure has inclinations to be honest Cor. 'T is done watch there Comes back and Exit Mut. My best Corbulo Art I have been thinking Why those above so full of tenderness Made ways so hard to good and happiness Through Graves we travel to felicity The road unto Religion's misery The ways might have been easier to find out Not left so rugged and so far about To every object we submit our sense And call our accidents their providence There is no satisfaction here below But such as Chance or strange extreams bestow Secure Content can only be acquir'd By bruitish minds or such which are inspir'd Where Reason must not come or can't encline Sunk unto Beasts or rais'd to be divine Enter Corbulo with Verginia Cor. Then Sir now believe Exit Art H 'as don 't indeed Just so when welcome light begins to rise An unknown Comfort steals on troubled Eyes Here let me kneel for ever in this place And cling like Ivy to my first embrace Ver. Alas in sorrow shou'd we plant our Loves Prisons are barren Soils where nothing proves Joys may spring up and make a little shew But fastning roots in prosperous places grow Art Love may like Vertue starve in full content Misfortunes are their noblest punishment Ver. If Love fares well do not his Feasts betray While Death stands ready to take all away Let rather Art and Wisdom act their parts And hide our Love from all things but our hearts Art Dull order takes from Love its edge and grace He stumbles in all steps but his own pace His sacred liberty is in Fetters tied When Art or Wisdom his loose steps wou'd guide Ver. Perhaps there is a way to set you free Art Can I be so and you want liberty Ver. Do but at least comply with my design For here your Life 's in danger more than mine Art Without your sight my Life is less secure Those wounds you gave your Eyes can only cure No Balm in absence will effectual prove Nature provides no Weapon-salve for Love Ver. Might you but live a Pris'ner still with me It were unkind to wish your liberty 'T is offer'd from my love and yet I find Sighs You that deny to take it seem more kind Enter Mutius hastily Mut. 'T is I must bring you freedom at the last Draws Ver. O hold remember what a Vow you past Mut. It is thy falseness makes me call it back No Vows so strong but just revenge will crack Ver. Revenge will be no plea to those above Mut. But they will hearken unto injur'd Love Art The gods will hear no business comes from thee Mut. I 'll send you on my errand Ver. Oh through me Guide your kind Sword Methinks your looks appear He pauses and studies To me at least more gentle than they were Mut. O yes I am grown very tame and now I think on 't better I will keep my Vow Ver. The Gods reward what I can never pay Mut. Hold hold take all together when you pray For you shall see me take such wondrous care That neither of you both shall need to swear Ver. What do you mean Mut. Without there ho Corbulo Enter Corbulo Art O treacherous Slave Mut. Yes
been so Time equal steps to Death and Life does give And those that fear to dye must fear to live Death reconciles the World's and Nature's Strife And is a part of Order and of Life Ver. 'T is out of Order without Nature's call Art It were the same if Accident paid all We have no right in Time to come no more Than we had Title to the Time before Ver. Yet to my Life some pity shou'd be shown Verginia's Life though you despise your own Art Reviving Comfort from that Name is sent And though my fainting Life is almost spent It baits upon your Name and then goes on But 't is so tir'd it cannot travel long Sinks Ver. Oh! Starts up a little Art I cou'd have smil'd at loss of Life and Crowns But at the loss of you I dye in Frowns Dyes Ver. Oh do not leave me thus for pity stay A little 'T was but just now he went away I have not since had time to shed a Tear And yet the Distance does the same appear As if h 'ad been a thousand years from me Time takes no measure in Eternity Weeps over him Enter Hersilia with the Fellow that went off with her Clau. This is th' unhappy place and there the wretched Object Now your promis'd pardon Her Go and live honest Exit Oh my Tiridates speak but one word Runs and kneels by him He 's gone for ever has he not left his Sword She rises To help me after Ha! who 's that appears Sees Verginia Like me in Griefs so drown'd in hopeless Tears Ver. Ha! my Sister Hersilia She will prevent my Death Unless I quickly counterfeit some way To deceive her and my own Life betray Her 'T is she Ah poor Verginia Who 's this who in his Blood thus weltring lies Mourn'd like a Lover by thy tender Eyes Ver. 'T was one made me concern'd I know not how But all is past for he is nothing now So we are told we must account the Dead And Tears are wasted when for nothing shed Her Alas you do but think that you have lov'd Just so when Heaven by some trouble mov'd Unto some tender place its Flames designs It seems to burn because the Lightning shines But when 't is gone after its swift retreat It 's left like you without a Flame or Heat Do but look on and see me take my leave Of my dead Love and you must learn to grieve She goes to kneel by her Love Ver. 'T is Life that must to Griefs their being give And she that learns to grieve must learn to live Goes to Artab Come lend me your Sword that I may find my Heart It keeps me now from you Sure it will smart Tries the Point Yet all 's but Death by Nature Sword or Flame But we find choice in that which is the same And when the Gods our Life seem to deny 'T is kind to let us chuse which way to dye Why d' ye hold your Sword so fast let go Tries to get the Sword This does not like your Love but Courage shew I have been told and do believe it true Love out-lives Death which Courage needs not do Let go Her Stay I had forgot to take my leave of her She rises 'T is just that Nature shou'd some share receive Since she in Death for ever takes her leave Ha poor Girl what art thou doing there Sees Ver. by Artab Do not conceal thy Love nor hide a Tear Ver. Nothing indeed I only look'd to see Why the Dead gave the Living misery I fanci'd Death some Horrour did express It rather seems to promise quietness Her In Sorrows Death's securest payment lies But Youth like thine untouch'd with Miseries As if it hop'd to 'scape and never pay Puts off the Creditor from day to day Ver. In Grief the most ill husbandry's exprest It makes us poor with paying Interest I 've heard some Romans at a chearful Feast Invited Death to come and be a Guest What wond'rous Act can you with Sorrow do Not to be equall'd with a chearful Brow Her You may be one day touch'd with Misery Sorrow will teach you then to think of me Farewel Verginia these for thee I shed All my last Tears are due unto the Dead She goes to Tiridates Ver. O quickly now let go your Sword Unkind Why do you make me stay so long behind Indeed I shall not find which way you went Yet Arrows swiftest fly from Bows most bent Let go thank ye I cou'd afford to pay A thousand thanks but that I cannot stay She gets the Sword My Love 's in haste yet not one Tear shall move I will no more be childish in my love Hersilia Sister She starts up Her Ha Ver. Pray see you have good skill in Grief you say Does any look in all this Face betray Sorrow within Can you the least descry See how I smile and now see how I dye Kills her self Her Thou hast indeed deceived me thy brave Fate I will not poorly praise but imitate In every thing I 'll fall as thou hast dy'd And take my rest by my dead Lover's side Kills her self Enter Emilius with his Followers bringing in Sulpitius Emil. Come Monster shew me the place Of all thy Mischiefs and my Misery Sulp. By all these signs of Death here it shou'd be Emil. Ha Hersilia dead and poor Verginia Where shall my Griefs begin Death like a Frost on a too early Spring Stole on thy Blossoms Monster come and see What heaps of Ruine thou hast rais'd for me Sulp. Ruines for you Trifles there gaze on mine The love Of forty thousand Fathers that can whine Their Sorrows out make but a formal shew Short of a Lover's Grief Let me but go And I will shew you why Emil. Hold keep him fast What wou'dst thou do Sulp. Since all the Mischief's past I might be trusted now I wou'd dye there Between them two Those Lovers lye too near I fancy they enjoy each other For all they are as cold as Cakes of Ice That I might dye but once or kill him twice Emil. One Wish be sure thou shalt obtain for I Endure to live only to see thee dye Sulp. We are at last agreed it seems Come Lend me a Sword then Emil. Monster thou shalt bleed By Justice only Sulp. O I understand you you mean Thrown down from the Tarpeian Rock if you shou'd see My Tumble pray do not leap after me Troth it may spoil your whining Emil. Stop his vile Breath Till the Infection is remov'd by Death Farewel Hersilia and farewel my sweet Verginia I 'll first revenge your Deaths and then I 'll dye So though I take my leave my Eyes are dry Sorrow for such a Loss too mean appears Griefs were a Roman's Shame exprest in Tears The World shall weep for me when ever Fame Does but relate the Vestal-Virgin's Name Just as the last Words were spoke Mr. Lacy enter'd and spoke the EPILOGVE BY your leave Gentlemen After a sad and
gentle dew that cools all cruel passions Such a smooth heart as his will sooner take Impression of a figure than a rough one In his soft nature Love's prepar'd to grow When fair Maria's Eyes their Sun-beams show Ler. Thou hast now made my hopes so strong That I dare lean upon 'em farewel If we but prosper now not we on Fate But she on us shall for direction wait Exeunt ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Maria and the Confessor following her Maria. IS this Divinity Defend me Heaven Conf. Sweet Lady hear me Maria. Go preach thy Heresies to Toads and Serpents Or to the Sun-burnt-Indians whose Devotion Is paid to that which thou wou'dst have me be A Devil Conf. Pray Madam be not so loud you may be heard Maria. Wou'd my Soul's storms cou'd raise my Voice Loud as the Oceans Raving that the Fool'd World May know what dangerous Couzenage may lie hid Under such holy shapes Conf. Is this my Recompence Maria. Oh Monstrous Thou exquisite Exceeder of Impieties That dost Expect a Recompence from Sin Perhaps 't is all your Trades with Cheating Zeal To tear your Jaws and stretch your Throats to hoarseness To raise poor People to a fond belief The easier to o'erthrow their new-built Faith When such as you but laugh at what you taught Such a Destroyer now of all Mankind Art thou black Homicide Conf. Homicide Who whispers to a Storm may be o'erwhelm'd But never heard I wish'd you to the King And something with it of a holier name Than what you rave at but farewel Mar. Stay Father What 's this A holier name You or I rave indeed Conf. Yes and perhaps may warm your coldness The name of Queen Will that yet take Impression Mar. No I am as chast to that as to the other Ambition has its Lust as well as Love Con. You give too course a name to great Attempts And blast our honours with the care of yours You may be rais'd unto your Prince's Bed And climb by your obedience to his Throne Led by your Love and not Ambition Mar. These are large thoughts but the Queen Conf. Forget her she is in her wayne Mar. Ha! there is no safety while she is alive Conf. Nothing 's unsafe to thee but unbelief Thy Father got thy Honour and thy Life And will not murder either take my advice And for the rest see your Father Enter Lerma Ler. Tell me holy Father is it Idolatry To pay Devotion to those Glorious Eyes And call them Lights Divine they are my Stars Since their Bright Influence must direct my fate My growth of Life and Fortune must depend Upon their warmth whose power must fetter pow'r And Majesty it self learn to obey Mar. What means my honour'd Father Ler. Call me not Father I must take Life from thee And from thy Suns like growing Fruit be ripen'd Mar. This is strange to me Sir Ler. Ha! Have you not wrought her Conf. I have us'd my utmost art and tempted her With the name of Queen but Ler. You are dull I thought your profession Had been more subtile in these practices Leave us a little Exit Confessor Has not your Confessor my best Maria Acquainted you with my designs Mar. He told me something Sir had an ill sound But may be 't was his Piety to try me It was not his Religion sure to tempt me Ler. Tempt you to what to a King's Love Perhaps his Throne Call your own niceness folly And not his Love and Care Impiety Mar. My Mother Sir upon her Death-bed charg'd me When her Acquaintance grew so great with Heaven That I shou'd still be chast chast to all Appetites Call'd Pride the Dropsie of Infected Souls That swell'd 'em first then burst ' em Ler. Your Mother was for t'other World When she preach'd thus but I am yet for this And I must leave it in a hurry unless thy power Stops the fierce Whirlwind that is just now ready To wrap me into nothing Mar. Heaven defend my Father Ler. Amen but you must help it was On purpose that Heaven made thee fair To save thy Father Mar. I hope there is no danger near you Ler. Nothing but Death or Banishment Come Maria my Best my Dear Maria Come shine upon the King the flames thou giv'st Will return warmth to thee like the bright Sun That gives the World his heat and yet so justly Paid back again he lends at no expence But preserves all and shines as thou maist do If a declining Father be thy all if not Let it be night and it shall be a dark one To more than me Mar. Oh Heavens What do you mean Ler. Peace see the King This opportunity is lost Mar. Good Sir let me go Ler. You must not Enter King Duke D' Alva the Marquess of Alcara and Count Bruchero D' Alva Your Father's Blessing Lerma observes Seal'd it with that condition Alca. You forfeit all the strength of his advice If at the first you break his strict Commands Bruc The King commanded Lerma's Banishment As if some Oracle had said till that be done The Plague shall Reign or Famine or the Sword Ler. Mark that Maria. King I am unwilling to begin my Reign With a severity to any one but D' Alva Look Sir where he is no fitter time Than now to throw him to his Banishment King What Lady 's that Alca. How he gazes on her 'T is his Daughter Sir D' Alva Sir Remember now your Father's last Commands What do you look at Sir Ler. Now my prophetick Soul Aside King Look at that fair Lady Is she not wondrous fair Bruc But she is Lerma's Daughter Sir King No matter Madam Goes to her I ought sooner to have Saluted you But 't is not less Respect to so much Beauty To lose Civility in Admiration She looks down Ler. Speak King Be not displeas'd fair wonder of your Seâ— That I admire so suddenly a slower Conquest Is fit for lesser Beauties D' Alva Sir Do you remember King I do concerning Lerma Know my Lord I will not wait for a Petition That this fair Beauty might present 'T is juster to her power to tell you I can pronounce no Banishment nor Death To him that gave her Life Ler. You pour Mercies on me Bruc What change is this King In Return my Lord I do expect this gratitude That I and all the Court may be made happy By this fair Object I do expect your promise Ler. You have it Sir King I will no more punish her modesty D' Alva Sir Will you forget Exit looking on Maria the Lords on Lerma King No more Ler. Now my Maria Should I not fall down And worship the Divinity that saves me Mar. Are there Divinities below Ler. There are every wise thing is a Divinity That can dispose and check the fate of things I ask no other help but thine To make Spain know I am their Deity Come you must to Court my word 's engag'd Mar. What to do Sir To be
a Prostitute or to be thought so I shall show there Sir not like a Sun But like a Meteor risen on a sudden Whose false light quickly slides into a vapour Ler. Ha! Dost thou in Disobedience shew thy vertue And with those guilty Eyes that may preserve me Gaze unconcern'd on my approaching ruine Mar. Heaven will defend you Sir Ler. I will not trouble Heaven when you may do 't Did you not hear my Banishment and Death Charg'd on the young King as his Father's Legacy Of safety to his Crown Was he not going Just to pronounce it too when thy bright Eyes Arrested all his Anger at Love's Sute Mar. What should I do Ler. Keep still his heat alive or I am sent To an Eternal Coldness and like a Crocodile Thou may'st then weep o'er him thou hast destroy'd Mar. Were there no way Sir but by my Death To make your Life secure I wou'd resign It willingly and pay you back The Life I borrow'd of you Ler. No 't is the Death of others then must save me Since I must fall excuse me curs'd necessity For I will sow Murders so thick and sudden That Death shall have a fruitful Harvest Mar. What d' ye talk of Sir Ler. Of Death Mar. Of whose Ler. Of those that have the power of mine Mar. Not of the King 's Sir Ler. Yes of the King 's why d' ye start Nature has no exceptions though Laws have Mar. Direct me Heaven Ler. Come I trifle And play with my own dangers farewel I 'll leave a Father's Curse behind me And only stay to please my Eyes with ruine Before mine comes Offers to go Mar. Stay Sir I know not what to say I will do any thing I should have said That had been honest but that is disobedience I beg Sir but one minutes time to think Ler. Do while I call the Confessor Be sudden in your thoughts for death depends Upon your Meditations Exit Mar. What storms are risen in my shaken breast Thoughts succeed thoughts like restless troubled waves Dashing out one another if I deny My Father to avoid his destiny May reach that sacred Life which I may save If I discover this my Father dies Vertue thou shalt protect me before heaven Though not from this bad world Ah me The only way now left me to preserve A King and Father is t' expose my Fame Hard fate when Vertue is the guide to shame Enter Lerma with the Confessor Ler. Come Are you resolv'd Mar. I am Sir Ler. To what Mar. Obedience Sir Ler. Oh Maria thou breath'st new life into me And I could waste it in embracing thee But time will not allow me choice in happiness Here Father carry her where I appointed Remember only this my dear Maria Be not too easie nor too nice she 's wise That rules as much by Craft as by her Eyes Ex. Maria and Confessor So now I may rise To be a Pyramid For I have laid a large foundation The Queen must be remember'd and forgotten Or she may shake my politick structures Enter Caldroon How now Caldroon what has transported thee There is a kind of wantonness that plays On thy pleas'd Countenance what is the matter Cald. Nothing but your good fortune cou'd Have caus'd it Ler. Why didst thou meet the Confessor That told thee Cald. No. Ler. How didst thou hear it then Cald. The quick-ey'd Rascals spy'd it Ler. Who Cald. Poor suffering fellows whose business Is to watch on every change of power They have heard of the King's smiles And are now in full cry hunting after you Ler. Good Excellent Cald. They were running on a wrong track But I hollow'd 'em in see my Lord They have found you walk by Leave 'em to my managing Enter two or three Suitors they follow Caldroon fawningly and how to Lerma He walks smiling Ler. Good very good Cald. Well my Lord is now a little busie Suit We ever pray'd for your Grace Exeunt Ler. Kind Rogues Here 's an alteration strange as Winter's Thunder Not two days since neglected as the Grave That holds dead Inmates now I grow warm The Flies begin to buzze and swarm about me What an attractive force has a King's favour The Dogs now fawn upon me that before Started away and bark'd like little Curs At some unusual Traveller I was grown Useless like a dull piece of Iron of no vertue Till by a Loadstone touch'd and then it gathers Such a magnetick Power 's in a King Where he but kindly touches others cling Exeunt SCENE II. Enter King D' Alva Alcara and Bruchero at a distance the King is pensive D' Alva What fatal sadness like a sullen Cloud Hangs on his growing Brightness Alca. That cursed sight of Lerma's Daughter Has sunk the hopes and fortunes of all Spain When must our dangers have an end When Lerma can beget ' em King My Lords I wou'd be private D' Alva Wou'd your heavy thoughts Sir Were as obedient as we are And would at your command depart King I have not yet desir'd 'em to be gone D' Alva Have you the power Sir to force 'em King I have not power enough it seems To compel your obedience Alca. We will be gone to death when you command Let us but leave you happy in your life Bru. Oh Mighty Sir King No more I did not doubt your Loves or Loyalty I have some business in my thoughts That does require weighing stay without Exeunt Oh what a Traytor is my Love That thus unthrones me I am no longer King Of any thing but sorrow and my griefs Have but a half obedience they will stay But wou'd not go shou'd I command 'em from me I see the errors that I would avoid And have my Reason still but not the use on 't It hangs about me like a wither'd Limb Bound up and numb'd by some disease's Frost The Form the same but all the use is lost Enter Lerma with Maria. She comes and in her mighty Beauty Has drawn new forces up so wondrous powerful That Reason shrinks to Venture the dispute Ler. Mighty Sir We come like Pilgrims creeping to a shrine Of some blest Saint by whom kind Heaven Dispenc'd its showre of Mercies on their Crown'd Devotions King And I like him that gave me power And pleas'd with Mercies when acknowledg'd But this Pilgrim you better might have call'd Your Saint or Mine for her fair Mediation Is your Blessing Rise Maria Your knees must bow to nothing but to Heaven Mar. That they do now for you Sir though to you For while I bend my knees before my King I beg that Heaven would preserve you so And give you power over your self and others King Ha! Ler. Death she will spoil me yet King Wou'd Heaven wou'd grant her Prayers Ler. Fond Girl no more of these dull Orizons Aside Mighty Sir I leave this blessing of my life To be a witness of my Loyalty malice it self Cannot I hope shake you against this testimony Exit King Why
is much fitter now To strike at thee which is so sure and sudden That thy pretended Courage is despair Yet now I think on 't better 't is an Honour To be thy Executioner Draws Ler. I did not think yet to have found Medina A poor malicious Enemy cou'd you believe That I have lost my Courage with my Fortunes But to take off your mean ignoble scruple Know Medina that at this time my Life Is as secure as thine by Heaven it is Enter Alcara Thou rob'st not greedy Justice of a morsel Alca. What 's this the Guard there hoa Ler. What betray'd Alca. How now my Lord suffring a Traytor With a Sword drawn upon you Med. My Lord you are mistaken Alca. The Council call for you and are Just going to Sit and immediately expect Your Prisoner's Appearance Med. My Lord I 'll follow you Alca. I must not leave him Arm'd Med. Take my Honour my Lord there shall be Nothing done he is my Brother and as far As Justice gives me leave I 'd use him Nobly Alca. The Guard my Lord must wait in sight Med. As you please but he and I must have Some words in private Alca. Upon the engagement of your Honour Nothing but words shall pass I leave you Exit Med. My Lord you have it I 'll follow presently You see we are prevented Ler. You have dealt Nobly and I am calm again Only I wou'd beg leave to tell you a little tale Before you go There was a Man Whose Pious Love to Honour made him forget Friends and Alliance such Chimera's Have brought on Cruelties in your cousen'd mind That Nature startles at and the forc'd World Who make advantage on your formal dotage Condemns you for that ruine which they wish And call it cruelty in you to bring it Med. You are a subtle Sophister and might Talk a believing Fool from his just ends Ler. Why Did you never try in all this time To teach my heart in private and direct it And where you found a wound like a good Chirurgeon Search it to Cure and not to kill your Patient Med. Away Ler. The love of Vertue reaches not to Ruine And all will judge your course thus violent But such as flatter you for their own ends To be your hate to me not love to Vertue Med. I 'll hear no more Ler. It 's true perhaps I am my self an Ocean And mingled something dangerously by Fortune And yet but only gently whisper'd to I am as calm as Nature undisturb'd In sleeping Infants but when loud breaths Blow me to storms I care not then who sinks Med. I trifle time to hear thee The hour of your Appearing's come make hast Or you 'l be fetch'd by common Officers So farewel I fear you fool your self with hopes Exit Ler. He 's gone he durst not stay to hear me He did begin to melt good natur'd Gentleman I love to try Mens tempers to laugh at 'em For I shou'd hardly trust a promis'd kindness I will not beg that can command my Peace He that secures himself well in the end Must destroy Foes and never trust a Friend Exit SCENE II. Enter Medina D' Alva Alcara and Bruchero ready to sit as in Judgment Med. I hope my Lords I have deserv'd your thanks D' Alva And all the Nations Bru. Caldroon and Angelo did hardly thank you The Ants had pil'd a mighty heap of Treasure Alca. No news my Lord yet of your Niece Med. Not any D' Alva She has show'd a Vertue in this close retreat Beyond all Story Med. I do confess I 'm glad I was mistaken I thought her worse than she has prov'd Alca. The King they say begins to have suspitions That she 's convey'd away by some of us Med. That fancy will be nourisht in his mind By Lerma's Creatures we must haste the Tryal Alca. All 's ready see the King Enter the King A Cloud of sadness gathers on his calmness He seems disturb'd D' Alva Sir King What you wou'd make excuses for the fact Or wou'd you own it for a Politick Vertue D' Alva What fact Sir King Dare you ask me what or do you think I am too young not grown up to a King Alca. We do beseech your Majesty King To give you leave to be all Kings and Tyrants Of my Affections you Ravishers of Vertue Either restore Maria to the World Or all go suddenly and lose your selves Med. Does your Majesty believe King Yes I do that all great Men Have jealous envies equal unto Rivals And all the courted Beauty is Ambition Hid under Justice which take heed you follow And closely too or ye shall all feel mine So you may sit but I will watch your actions Exit D' Alva This is unhappy Med. It will be more unless we now embrace The opportunity Come let us sit And call the Witnesses Enter Izabella How now What 's the news with you Iza I wou'd speak with the King Med. From whom Iza Maria. Med. What 's your business Iza 'T is only for his Ears Med. How Izabella are you grown her Servant Iza I am a Servant to her Vertues Med. And so brought a vertuous Message Iza My Lord you may say what you please Med. But you must not go unless you first Tell me the business Where 's Maria Iza I must tell neither Med. Ha Did not I intrust you Iza And so does she and I 'll be just to both Pray stop me not Med. Sure Izabella you forget your self And what I am Iza But not what I ought to be Med. Go back I say and tell that counterfeit Maria She shall not save her Father with the loss Of her own Prince go Nay no help Iza Then I must speak Med. Put her out and from henceforth I do disown my blood in thee too Iza This is Cruelty not Justice Med. Stop her mouth out with her Puts her out D' Alva What 's the matter my Lord Med. Nothing but a Tale-bearer dispatch'd Away Alca. I have seen her sure Med. It may be so Come we trifle time Sit my Lords and call the Witnesses Enter Catalina and Antonio Med. Antonio you are ready to averr Your own Confession made at several times Anto. My Lords I am Med. The Heads of your Confession made out The Queen's Death and your reward and how At last your own Death was design'd Anto. All this I am ready at large to testifie And prove Med. Your Father was a worthy Man And you were more unfortunate than safe Your proof's fair Catalina I know will be as steady as your Virtues Enter a Messenger The King appears above Is Lerma come Mess. He has refus'd to come the common way And is descending by the private Lobby D' Alva That private way is not for Traytors Med. Envy him not my Lords 't is the last time That his proud humour shall be satisfied I do believe he knows not what he does But like a tir'd o'er-hunted Deer Treads fatal Paths
offer'd by chance And not design'd by him Enter Lerma in a Cardinal's Habit. They cry Room Hark he comes ha What 's this A Vision D' Alva A Mask I think not an Arraignment Alca. He has o'er-reach'd us all Ler. I see you are amaz'd my worthy Lords To find your Loves to Vertue made so useless As not to practise your admir'd Justice Perhaps you are so fond of that fair Mistress As that it mingled Passion with your Actions But now you may discharge your manag'd Witnesses That stand prepar'd against the Duke of Lerma Lerma the Cardinal cannot here be Try'd Be not so dull my Lords it shews uncharitable An envious Malice will be thought the Father Of such a Sadness nothing but Ruine please you Med. D' ye come hear to rail Ler. No to Preach it is my Office I did no sooner touch this Sacred Habit But I was fill'd with Notions D' Alva The Devil helps thee to ' em Ler. Still so uncharitable D' Alva Dost thou name any thing that 's good Ler. Ha ha ha Med. Are you so merry too Ler. Why wou'd you have me whine and beg from you A thing you never had and which I need not He that seeks Safety in a States-man's pity May as well run a Ship upon sharp Rocks And hope a Harbour nay if you are so dull You 'll make me laugh again 't is not ill sport To see your cruel Aims thus lost and cozen'd Cou'd you believe I meant to dye so tamely And quench the Thirst of your ambitious Envies With my desired Blood This holy Robe tells me it is my duty And I forgive but sure I may laugh at you Med. Impudence stand off Let us consult They whisper Ler. Do whistle out your Brains The Council will run mad they are angry I wou'd not take their way to Heaven I must preach Patience to 'em Now for an Oracle Med. You know 't is in our power to Confine you Ler. In that I have as well prevented you Here 's the Assignment of a holy Prison By my own choice and granted by his Holiness In that fair Monastery I rais'd my self Med. Subtle Devil Ler. I will not longer trouble you my Lords But leave you now to prey upon your selves He that devours the rest in time may be A Monster more o'ergrown than e'er I was When you are low and poor you are all Friends And in one fair pretence together join While every one conceals his own design It is your Countreys cause until full grown In long sought power then it proves your own When you seem good your Crimes are not the less Men have all new Creations by success Ambition like a wanton Womans hast Invites new Slaves grown weary of the last Mankind each others stories do repeat And Man to Man is a succeeding cheat So to this fate I leave you and shall joy To see those Crimes you blame your selves destroy May you all sink in fates for me you meant And be too dull your ruines to prevent That when you 're lost in this ambitious toil I in my safe retreat may sit and smile Exit D' Alva Here 's a strange change thanks to his Holiness Alca. We may blush to be thus cozen'd Med. Methinks the greatness of his Spirit stir'd me I cou'd almost forgive him Enter Maria led by Nuns and Izabella She discovers What More Masquerades How Maria Mar. Where or to whom shall I now bend My almost worn out Knees Alas the Deity From whom I shou'd hope mercy is not here How short are Kings of gods they 'r every where She weeps King Maria on her Knees Dare they suffer her to kneel Above and Descends To whom I bow Mar. How durst you to a King shut up the way Shou'd Saints deny a wretched Soul to pray Did I your safeties with such care design For you to take the Life that gave me mine Med. Her sorrow moves D' Alva Her Vertue more rise fair Maria. Mar. Speak must my Father dye if it be so We 'll both together to my Mother go D' Alva Fair vertuous Maid your Father lives Enter the King hastily Med. Ha! the King King Maria Tell me the wretch that ravisht thee from me That my Revenge great as his crime may be Mar. When you your Sacred Word to me did give My Father by your Mercy still shou'd live I stole away that you might be left free To be as just as merciful to me And durst not else but unto those above In Prayers for you confess my secret Love King Your Father is preserv'd from danger free And sav'd himself that had been sav'd by me He in a Holy Robe is now retir'd By danger urg'd by Heaven I hope inspir'd Mar. What an excess of Blessings Heaven can give Oh happy Father that does more than live With joy now to my Sacred Cell I 'll go I shou'd not weep but my fond tears will flow My Zeal it self has a temptation too I scarce shall pray for any thing but you King If you in leaving me so cruel prove Your Prayers will be as useless as your Love Mar. Time Sir alas will in a little space An Image drawn but faintly quite deface Love like a shadow while youth shines is shown But in old Ages darkness there is none King But all pure Love like glow-worms heatless fires Lives where it shines and with that Life expires Beauty like Time on Dials moves so flow That they who always gaze can't see it go Mar. But I must now leave Heaven Sir or you King The choice were easie were the question true Mar. Is not Heaven then the best felicity King But you as well may go to Heaven with me Mar. 'T is hard thorow the World to find the way If I talk long I shall my self betray Your Joys I study and deny my own Shou'd Lerma's Daughter share your Bed and Throne Farewel Sir when you think of this confess I lov'd you far beyond my happiness Going out King Stay yet and hear this Vow Spain's empty Throne Unless from you shall want succession Med. Now by my Sisters blessed Soul I share Between her Vertues and my Kings Despair Maria stay you must to Duty bow D' Alva You sav'd us all preserve your Nation now Alca. That Vertue still may flow from you their Spring Bru. And make a Nation happy with their King Mar. What shou'd I do King Defer your cruel thought Till by my grief you are more pitty taught Mar. This Sir is to o'ercome the easiest way My Forces will all lessen by delay Yet Sir in this I must submit to you And Heaven to teach my heart what 's best to do King Till then Let all that love me in my troubles join And let their griefs Allegiance pay to mine Let not a smile upon a Face be seen Till fair Maria yields to be my Queen Epilogue Spoken by M rs Ellen. MUch injur'd Gentlemen may you now please You true Committee of such Grievances Kindly to hear me now and I will show it We have been all ill us'd by this days Poet. 'T is our joint Cause I know you in your hearts Hate serious Plays as I do serious Parts To trouble us with Thoughts and State-designs A melancholy Plot ty'd with strong Lines I had not the least Part to day you see Troth he has neither writ for you nor me You are not hard to please though a Poet scarce Can make a Play yet he might make a Farce With small ridiculous things to stuff it full And make you pay to laugh not to be dull Henceforth against all sad and grave intregues We 'll make Offensive and Defensive Leagues And for all those that dare write Tragedy We 'll make a Law with a huge Penalty And yet few Poets so much Wealth possess Or Wit where you might levy a Distress Let the grave Poets then trouble but few Write Elegies on Men which few Men knew And few perhaps will read or let 'em write Rhimes for the Bell-man to be spoke at night This Poet may be pardon'd lest it be said You did condemn before the Law was made I mean if's Play be good I tell you True He thinks it is but pray now What think you FINIS
Noblemen with Torches before them as the Duke d' Alva Marquess of Alcara and Count Bruchero Cald. This strange confusion tells the news of death Ler. My heart is wing'd and soars I know not whither Aside D' Alva Call the Florentine Doctor 1 Lord. H 'as watcht three nights and is stoln hence to rest Alca. Where 's that Florentine and the Confessor 2 Lord. Not in the Court Ler. Now it heightens Aside Alca. Not in Court Has the Impostor then leisure to sleep When Spain's Great Majesty lies so afflicted Go raise him up and bid him waken nature That almost now is in a dying sleep Hark I fear the fatal blow is struck noise of a groan Exeunt Cald. Heard you not that my Lord Ler. I heard methoughts a groan as Horrible As if great Nature's Frame had crackt in two And yet that blow kill'd not a fly Caldroon Something is gone old Folks will talk on But see these Faces speak a certainty Draw near ' em Enter two or three Courtiers 1 Cour. The King is dead Ler. Thanks be to Heaven Aside 2 Cour. He dy'd in extream torment Cald. Good news my Lord. Aside Ler. Oh Admirable but see here 's more Stand aside Enter the Duke of Medina the Duke D' Alva and the King's Confessor with Attendants Medi. My Lords 't is fit we every one retire Freely to pay our Griefs for our dead Master In the mean time summon the Privy-Council To meet two hours hence In the King's Chamber D' Alva Father Confessor you must bring the Will And Publish it at the Council-Board Exeunt Lerma pulls the Confessor as he 's going out Conf. I shall not fail Ler Is the King dead Conf. Too sure Exit Ler. I have Ideas in my head Caldroon Thy Councel and thy Service must give Life to That holy Robe I toucht at going off Must Sanctifie and hide my mortal thoughts For I am very Worldly at the present Cald. Command me I am all yours my Lord. Ler Then the young King It will not out But I will cleave unto the Court like flesh Grown up to fill the place where 't was cut off I will sow Jealousie in every Breast 'T is a Rank growing weed and will choak up All that shou'd spring of Love or Confidence And then Good Excellent Studies My mind grows fruitful now and brings forth thoughts Enough to stock the World with my ambition And like a fruitful Mother now takes care That was before as barren as despair Exeunt SCENE II. Enter the young King the Queen-Mother the Duke of Medina the Duke D' Alva the Marquess of Alcara Count Bruchero and the Confessor carying the King's Will upon a Cushion in State Queen SHou'd we all stay till we had pay'd our griefs To his dead Majesty we shou'd neglect The Just performance of his sacred Will By long continu'd Sorrows Therefore we must Beg so much time from tears as to fulfil The Last commands of our dead Sovereign In which your Services we must command Med. Madam th' Affairs of Spain dwell in a Calm By the wise Conduct of our dead Master And our last troubles in the Belgicke Wars Backâ— by the English for a time laid by So that the breath we have from all our toyls May be employ'd in this our last obedience To our dead Sovereign and our future Loyalties Perform'd to this fair risen Sun D' Alva The first visit this new Sun must make Is through the several Governments calling all To just Accounts that those that have done well May be continu'd other Men remov'd Alca. Committees for that purpose must be impower'd At our next meeting and the Peoples Oaths In every Province taken for the King Bruch Then all the Garrisons must be survey'd The General Colonels and the Captains sworn By a new Oath to their immediate King And all the Souldiers pay'd their full Arrears Queen Add to this our Navies and our Gallies And then Embassadors to several Nations Must be next thought on the King and I Will if he pleases go to the Escurial Till all things are dispos'd in better order Alca. Madam the Marquess of Lerma is yet in Court Queen To little purpose Alcara That 's not forgot In the King's Will and we must blast him hence With the disdain that by the Will 's bequeath'd him D' Alva He is a danger always where he is Queen The King has left us heirs unto his State And we have not forgot the sawcy words His idle Spleen gave out against our Person I 'll keep him like a poyson in a glass Till his own venome bursts him King Madam I think it best 〈…〉 To the Escurial Queen If you please Sir till the 〈…〉 Of your dead Father's 〈◊〉 for 〈…〉 In Clouds the rest my Lord 〈…〉 Commits to you for safety of 〈…〉 Affairs Med. It is the Boast of Spain 〈◊〉 best 〈◊〉 That we have eyer truly serv'd 〈…〉 Queen 'T is an undoubted tru 〈…〉 you to go King I must first speak with 〈…〉 essor Queen Let him attend you to 〈…〉 Exeunt Bruch That Confessor's 〈…〉 Alca. Wou'd he were shaken off Exeunt SCENE III. Eâ—â—â—â— Lerma â—nâ—â—hâ— Confessor Ler. NAY I am not very 〈◊〉 And yet I hardly think it will be call'd A holy thought Confess By whom Ler. The Multitude Confess Oh I confest you have a long time striv'd With mighty Care to please their 〈◊〉 Ler. She is my Daughter Confess The fitter then to save her Father Is 't not more piety for such a Cause To lose her Honour then her own Appetite And she perhaps may do like other 〈◊〉 Ler. You have confirm'd me now to be that thing I faintly wist before were all the Honours Of my dead Ancestors lock'd up in 〈…〉 It shu'd be thus broke up But you must now Soften her squeamish 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 you may tâ—â—â— her The Mistress of a King is hâ—â—â— a â—aint For she 'll be worshipt and with hâ—◠〈◊〉 She raises up her Father to his wishes Now by my hopes I speak in 〈◊〉 You have a fine large Text to 〈…〉 And I will second you and add new 〈…〉 Hugging her sin and 〈◊〉 her for 〈…〉 See the Sedan is come Confess Dispatch the Slaves away 〈◊〉 You do unload the Ghair Cal. I understand y 〈…〉 Ler. There go 〈…〉 ing And now if Love have 〈…〉 Can shoot a flame into 〈…〉 I shall grow warm ageâ—â— by 〈…〉 If these Plots fail I 'll 〈…〉 Shall keep my Enemies from rest Confess Swell not too soon above your banks And so betray the head of all your springs We will not fail what fate so e'er oppose 〈◊〉 Ler. Nobly resolv'd But have you found the humours of the King Conf. Yes I have trac'd an easie nature in him But too much sixt to one unhappy vertue His temper is too gentle for our business And would be rather cruel to himself Than unto others for if prest to Justice I find a pitty hangs upon his heart Like