he has gain'd are justly his He purchas'd them in War thrice has he led An Army against the Rebels and as often Return'd with Victory the world has not A truer Souldier or a better Subject Paul It was his Vertue that first made me serve him He is the best of Masters as of Friends I know he has lately been invited thither Yet still he keeps his stubborn purpose cries He 's old and willingly would be at rest I doubt there 's deep resentment in his mind For the late slight his Honour suffer'd there Ernest. Has he not reason When for what he had born Long hard and faithful Toyl he might have claim'd Places in Honour and employment high A huffing shining flat'ring cringing Coward A Canker-worm of Peace was rais'd above him Paul Yet still he holds Just value for the King Nor ever Names him but with highest reverence 'T is Noble that Ern. Oh! I have heard him wanton in his praise Speak things of him might Charm the Ears of envy Paul Oh may he live till Natures self grow old And from her Womb no more can bless the Earth For when he dies farewell all Honour Bounty All generous encouragement of Arts For Charity her self becomes a Widdow Ern. No he has two Sons that were ordain'd to be As well his Vertues as his Fortunes Heirs Paul They 're both of Nature mild and full of sweetness They came Twins from the VVomb and still they live As if they would go Twins too the Grave Neither has any thing he calls his own But of each others joys as griefs partaking So very honestly so well they love As they were only for each other born Ern. Never was Parent in an Off-spring happier He has a Daughter too whose blooming Age Promises Goodness equal to her Beauty Paul And as there is a Friendship 'twixt the Brethren So has her Infant Nature chosen too A faithful partner of her thoughts and wishes And kind Companion of her harmless pleasures Ern. You mean the Beautious Orphan fair Monimia Paul The same the Daughter of the brave Chamont. He was our Lords Companion in the Wars Where such a wondrous friendship grew between 'em As only Death could end Chamont's Estate Was ruin'd in our late and Civil discords Therefore unable to advance her Fortune He left this Daughter to our Masters care To such a care as she soarce lost a Father Ern. Her Brother to the Emperors Wars went early To seek a Fortune or a noble Fate Whence he with honour is expected back And mighty marks of that great Princes Favour Paul Our Master never would permit his Sons To launch for Fortune in th' uncertain World But warnes to avoid both Courts and Camps Where Dilatory Fortune plays the Jilt With the brave noble honest gallant man To throw her self away on Fools and Knaves Ern. They both have forward gen'rous active Spirits 'T is daily their Petition to their Father To send them forth where Glory 's to be gotten They cry they 're weary of their lazy home Restless to do some thing that Fame may talk of To day they chac'd the Boar and near this time Should be return'd Paul Oh that 's a Royal sport We yet may see the old man in a morning Lusty as health come ruddy to the Field And there pursue the Chace as if he meant To o'retake Time and bring back Youth again Ex. Ern. and Paul Enter Castalio Polidor and Page Cast. Polidor our sport Has been to day much better for the danger When on the brink the foaming Boar I met And in his side thought to have lodg'd my spear The desperate savage rusht within my Force And bore me headlong with him down the Rock Polid. But then Cast. Ay then my Brother my Friend Polidor Like Perseus mounted on his winged Steed Came on and down the dang'rous precipice leapt To save Castalio 'T was a God-like Act. Polid. But when I came I found you Conqueror Oh my heart danc't to see your danger past The heat and fury of the Chace was coold And I had nothing in my mind but Joy Cast. So Polidor methinks we might in War Rush on together Thou shou'dst be my guard And I 'd be thine what is 't could hurt us then Now half the Youth of Europe are in Armes How fulsome must it be to stay behind And dye of rank diseases here at home Pol. No let me purchase in my Youth Renown To make me lovd and valu'd when I 'm old I would be busie in the World and learn Not like a course and useless dunghill Weed Fixt to one spot and rot just as I grew Cast. Our Father Has ta'ne himself a surfeit of the World And cries it is not safe that we should taste it I own I have Duty very pow'rful in me And tho' I 'd hazard all to raise my Name Yet he 's so tender and so good a Father I could not do a thing to cross his will Pol. Castalio I have doubts within my heart Which you and only you can satisfy Will you be free and candid to your Friend Cast. Have I a thought my Polidor shou'd not know What can this mean Pol. Nay I 'll conjure you too By all the strictest bonds of Faithful Friendship To shew your heart as naked in this point As you would purge you of your sins to Heaven Cast. I will Pol. And should I chance to touch it nearly bear it With all the suff'rance of a tender Friend Cast. As calmly as the wounded Patient bears The Artist's hand that Ministers his Cure Pol. That 's kindly said You know our Fathers ward The fair Monimia is your heart at peace Is it so guarded that you could not love her Cast. Suppose I should Pol. Suppose you shou'd not Brother Cast. You 'd say I must not Pol. That would sound too roughly 'Twixt Friends and Brothers as we two are Cast. Is love a Fault Pol. In one of us it may be What if I Love her Cast. Then I must inform you I lov'd her first and cannot quit the Claim But will preserve the Birth-right of my Passion Pol. You will Cast. I will Pol. No more I 've done Cast. Why not Pol. I told you I had done But you Castalio would dispute it Cast. No Not with my Polydor though I must own My Nature obstinate and void of suff rance Love raigns a very Tyrant in my heart Attended on his Throne by all his Guards Of furious wishes fears and nice suspicions I could not bear a Rival in my Friendship I am so much in love and fond of thee Pol. Yet you would break this Friendship Cast. Not for Crowns Pol. But for a Toy you would a Womans Toy Unjust Castalio Cast. Prithee where 's my fault Pol. You love Monimia Cast. Yes Pol. And you would kill me If I'm your Rival Cast. No sure weare such Friends So much one man that our affections too Must be united and the same as we are Pol. I doat
No farther than one prospect gives me leave Acast. Busie your minds then study Arts and Men Learn how to value Merits though in Rags And scorn a proud ill-manner'd Knave in Office Enter Serina Monimia and Maid Ser. My Lord my Father Acast. Blessings on my Child My little Cherub what hast thou to ask me Ser. I bring you Sir most glad and welcome news The Young Chamont whom you 've so often wisht for Is just arriv'd and entring Acast. By my Soul And all my honours he 's most clearly welcome Let me receive him like his Fathers Friend Enter Chamont. Welcome thou Relick of the best lov'd man VVelcome from all the Turmoiles and the hazards Of certain danger and uncertain Fortune VVelcome as happy Tidings after Fears Cham. VVords would but wrong the gratitude I owe you Should I begin to speak my soul 's so full That I should talk of nothing else all day Mon. My Brother Cha. Oh my Sister let me hold thee Long in my Armes I 've not beheld thy Face These many days by night I 've often seen thee In gentle Dreams and satisfied my soul VVith fancy'd Joy till morning cares awak'd me Another Sister sure it must be so Though I remember well I had but one But I feel something in my heart that prompts And tells me she has claim and interest there Acast. Young Souldier you 've not only study'd VVar Courtship I see has been your practice too And may not prove unwelcome to my Daughter Cha. Is she you Daughter then my heart told true And I 'm at least her Brother by Adoption For you have made your self to me a Father And by that Patent I have leave to love her Ser. Monimia thou hast told me men are false VVill flatter feign and make an Art of love Is Chamont so No sure he 's more than man Something that 's near Divine and Truth dwells in him Acast. Thus happy who would envy pompous pow'r The luxury of Courts or wealth of Cities Let there be joy through all the house this day In every Room let plenty flow at large It is the Brith-day of my Royal Master You have not visited the Court Chamont Since your return Cha. I have no business there I have not slavish Temperance enough T' attend a Fav'rites heels and watch his smiles Bear an ill Office done me to my Face And thank the Lord that wrong'd me for his favour Acast. This you could do To his Sons Cast. I 'd serve my Prince Acast. who 'd serve him Castal I would my Lord. Pol. And I both would Acast. Away He needs not any Servants such as you Serve him he merits more than man can do He is so good praise cannot speak his worth So merciful sure he ne're slept in wrath So just that were he but a private man He could not do a wrong How would you serve him Cast. I 'd serve him with Fortune here at home And serve him with my person in his wars Watch for him fight for him bleed for him Pol. Dye for him As every true bron loyal Subject ought Acast. Let me embrace ye both Now by the souls Of my brave Ancestoss I 'm truly happy For this be ever blest my Marriage-day Blest be your mothers memory that bore you And doubly blest be that auspicious hour That gave the birth Yes my aspiring Boys Ye shall have business when your master wants you You cannot serve a nobler I have serv'd him In this old body yet the marks remain Of many wounds I 've with this Tongue proclaim'd His right even in the face of ranck Rebellion And when a foul mouth'd Traytor once prophan'd His sacred name with my good Sabir drawn Ev'n at the head of all his giddy rout I rusht and Clove the Rebel to the Chine Enter Servant Ser. My Lord the expected Guests are just arriv'd Acast. Go you and give 'em Welcome and Reception Cham. My Lord I stand in need of your assistance In something that concerns my Peace and Honour Acast. Spoke like the Son of that brave man I lov'd So freely frinedly we converst together What e're it be with confidence impart it Thou shalt command my Fortune and my Sword Cham. I dare not doubt your Friendship nor your Justice Your Bounty shewn to what I hold most dear My Orphan sister must not be forgotten Acast. Prithee no more of that it grates my Nature Cha. When our dear Parents dy'd they dy'd together One Fate surpriz'd 'em and one Grave receiv'd 'em My Father with his dying breath bequeath'd Her to my Love my Mother as she lay Languishing by him call'd me to her side Took me in her fainting Arms wept and embrac'd me Then prest me close and as she observ'd my Tears Kist 'em away said she Chamont my Son By this and all the Love I ever shew'd thee Be careful of Monimia watch her Youth Let not her wants betray her to dishonour Perhaps kind Heav'n may raise some friend Then sigh'd Kist me again so blest us and expir'd Pardon my grief Acast. It speaks an honest Nature Cham. The Friend Heav'n rais'd was you you took her up An Infant to the desart world expos'd And prov'd another Parent Acast. I 've not wrong'd her Cha. Far be it from my Fears Acast. Then why this Argument Cham. My Lord my Nature's jealous and you 'l bear it Acast. Go on Cha. Great Spirits bear misfortunes hardly Good Offices claim gratitude and Pride Where Pow'r is wanting will usurp a little May make us rather than be thought behind hand Pay over-price Acast. I cannot guess your dirft Distrust you me Cham. No but I fear her weakness May make her pay a debt at any rate And to deal freely with your Lordships goodness I 've heard a story lately much disturbs me Acast. Then first charge her and if ' th' offence be found Within my reach tho' it shou'd touch my Nature In my own Off-spring by the dear remembrance Of thy brave Father whom my heart 's rejoye'd in I 'd prosecute it with severest Vengeance Cham. I thank you from my Soul Mon. Alas my Brother What have I done and why do you abuse me My heart quakes in me in your settled Face And clouded Brow methinks I see my Fate You will not kill me Cha. Prithee why dost talk so Mon. Look kindly on me then I cannot bear Severity it daunts and does amaze me My heart so tender should you charge me roughly I should but weep and answer you with sobbing But use me gently like a loving Brother And search through all the Secrets of my Soul Cha. Fear nothing I will shew my self a Brother A tender loving and an honest Brother Y 'ave not forgot our Father Mon. I shall never Cha. Then you 'l remember too he was a man That liv'd up to the Standard of his Honour And priz'd that Jewel more than Mines of Wealth He 'd not have done a shameful thing but once Though kept in
Knaves of Conscience And cheat believing Fools that think ye honest Serin My Father Acasto My heart's Darling Serina Let my Knees Fix to the Earth Ne're let my Eyes have rest But wake and weep till Heaven restore my Father Acast. Rise to my Arms and thy kind prayers are answer'd For thou' rt a wondrous extract of all Goodness Born for my joy and no pain 's felt when near thee Chamont Cham. My Lord may 't prove not an unlucky Omen Many I see are waiting round about you And I am come to ask a Blessing too Acasto May'st thou be happy Cham. Where Acast. In all thy wishes Cham. Confirm me so and make this Fair One mine I am unpractis'd in the Trade of Courtship And know not how to deal Love out with Art Onsets in Love seem best like those in War Fierce resolute and done with all the force So I would open my whole heart at once And pour out the abundance of my Soul Acast. What says Serina canst thou love a Souldier One born to Honour and to Honour bred One that has learnt to treat ev'n Foes with kindness To wrong no good mans Fame nor praise himself Serin Oh! name not Love for that 's ally'd to joy And joy must be a stranger to my heart When you 're in danger May Chamonts good Fortune Render him lovely to some happier Maid Whilst I at Friendly distance see him blest Praise the kind Gods and wonder at his Virtues Acast. Chamont pursue her conquer and possess her And as my Son a third of all my Fortune Shall be thy Lot But keep thy Eyes from wandring man of frailty Beware the dangerous Beauty of the wanton Shun their enticements Ruin like a Vulture Waits on their Conquests Falsehood too 's their business They put false Beauty off to all the World Use false endearments to the Fools that love 'em And when they marry to their silly Husbands They bring false Virtue broken Fame and Fortune Monim Hear ye that my Lord Polyd. Yes my fair Monitor old men always talk thus Acast. Chamont you told me of some doubts that prest you Are you yet satisfied that I am your Friend Cham. My Lord I would not lose that satisfaction For any blessing I could wish for As to my fears already I have lost 'em They ne're shall vex me more nor trouble you Acast. I thank you Daughter you must do so too My Friends 't is late or we would yet be company For my disorder seems all past and over And I methinks begin to feel new health Cast. Would you but rest it might restore you quite Acast. Yes I 'll to Bed old men must humour weakness Let me have Musick then to lull and chase This melancholly thought of Death away Good-night my Friends Heaven guard ye all good night To morrow early we 'll salute the day Find out new pleasures and redeem lost time Ex. all but Chamont and Chaplain Cham. Hist hist Sir Gravity a word with you Chap. With me Sir Cham. If you 're at leasure Sir we 'll wast an hour 'T is yet too soon to sleep and 't will be charity To lend your Conversation to a Stranger Chap. Sir you are a Souldier Cham. Yes Chap. I love a Souldier And had been one my self but my old Parents Would make me what you see of me yet I 'm honest For all I wear black Cham. And that 's a wonder Have you had long dependance on this Family Chap. I have not thought it so because my time 's Spent pleasantly My Lord 's not haughty nor imperious Nor I gravely whimsical he has good nature And I have manners His Sons too are civil to me because I do not pretend to be wiser than they are I meddle with no mans business but my own I rise in a morning early study moderately Eat and drink chearfully live soberly Take my innocent pleasures freely So I meet with respect and am not the jest of the Family Cham. I 'm glad you are so happy A pleasant fellow this and may be useful Knew you my Father the old Chamont Chap. I did and was most sorry when we lost him Cham. Why didst thou love him Ch. Ev'ry body lov'd him besides he was my masters Friend Cham. I could Embrace thee for that very Notion If thou didst love my Father I could think Thou wouldst not be an Enemy to me Chap. I can be no mans Foe Cham. Then prithee tell me Thinkst thou the Lord Castalio loves my Sister Nay never start Come come I know thy Office Opens thee all the Secrets of the Family Then if thou art honest use this Freedom kindly Chap. Love your Sister Cham. Ay Love her Chap. Sir I never askt him And wonder you should ask it me Cham. Nay but th' art an Hypocrite is there not one Of all thy Tribe that 's honest in your Schools The pride of your Superiours makes ye Slaves Ye all live loathsome sneaking servile lives Not free enough to practise generous Truth Though ye pretend to teach it to the World Chap. I would deserve a better thought from you Cham. If thou would'st have me not contemn thy Office And Character think all thy Brethren Knaves Thy Trade a Cheat and thou its worst Professour Inform me for I tell thee Priest I 'll know Chap. Either he loves her or he much has wrong'd her Cham. How wrong'd her have a care for this may lay A Scene of mischief to undo us all But tell me wrong'd her say'dst thou Chap. Ay Sir wrong'd her Cham. This is a secret worth a Mon archs Fortune What shall I give thee for 't thou dear Physitian Of sickly Souls unfold this Riddle to me And comfort mine Chap. I would hide nothing from you willingly Cha. Nay then again thou' rt honest Would'st thou tell me Chap. Yes If I durst Cham. Why what affrights thee Chap. You do VVho are not to be trusted with the Secret Cham VVhy I am no Fool. Chap. So indeed you say Cham. Prithee be serious then Chap. You see I am so And hardly shall be mad enough to Night To trust you with my Ruin Cham. Art thou then So far concern'd in 't What has been thy Office Curse on that formal steady Villains Face Just so do all Bawds look Nay Bawds they say Can pray upon occasion talk of Heav'n Turn up their Gogling Eye-balls rail at Vice Dissemble lye and preach like any Priest Art thou a Bawd Chap. Sir I 'm not often us'd thus Cham. Be just then Chap. So I will be to the trust That 's laid upon me Cham. By the rev'renc'd Soul Of that great honest man that gave me Being Tell me but what thou know'st concerns my Honour And if I e're reveal it to thy wrong May this good Sword ne're do me right in Battel May I ne're know that blessed peace of mind That dwells in good and pious men like thee Chap. I see your temper 's mov'd and I will trust you
Friendship false Cast. VVhy dost thou ask me that does this appear Like a false Friendship when with open Arms And streaming Eyes I run upon thy Breast Oh 't is in thee alone I must have comfort Polyd. I fear Castalio I have none to give thee Cast. Dost thou not love me then Polyd. Oh more than life I never had a thought of my Castalio Might wrong the Friendship we had vow'd together Hast thou dealt so by me Cast. I hope I have Polyd. Then tell me why this mourning this disorder Cast. Oh Polydore I know not how to tell thee Shame rises in my Face and interrupts The Story of my Tongue Polyd. I grieve my Friend Knows any thing which he 's asham'd to tell me Or didst thou e're conceal thy thoughts from Polydore Cast. Oh much too oft But let me here conjure thee By all the kind affection of a Brother For I am asham'd to call my self thy Friend Forgive me Pol. Well go on Cast. Our Destiny contriv'd To plague us both with one unhappy Love Thou like a Friend a constant generous Friend In its first pangs didst trust me with thy passion Whilst I still smooth'd my pain with smiles before thee And made a Contract I ne're meant to keep Pol. How Cast. Still new ways I study'd to abuse thee And kept thee as a stranger to my Passion Till yesterday I wedded with Monimia Pol. Ah Castalio was that well done Cast. No to conceal 't from thee was much a fault Pol. A fault when thou hast heard The Tale I 'll tell what wilt thou call it then Cast. How my heart throbs Pol. First for thy Friendship Traytor I cancel't thus after this day I 'll ne're Hold trust or converse with the false Castalio This witness Heav'n Cast. What will my Fate do with me I 've lost all happiness and know not why What means this Brother Pol. Perjur'd Treacherous Wretch Farewell Cast. I 'll be thy Slave and thou shalt use me just as thou wilt do but forgive me Pol. Never Cast. Oh! think a little what thy heart is doing How from our Infancy we hand in hand Have trod the Path of Life in Love together One Bed has held us and the same desires The same A versions still imploy'd our thoughts When-e're had I a Friend that was not Pollydore's Or Polydore a Foe that was not mine Ev'n in the Womb we embrac'd and wilt thou now For the first Fault abandon and forsake me Leave me amidst Afflictions to my self Plung'd in the gulf of grief and none to help me Pol. Go to Monimia in her Arms thou l't find Repose She has the Art of healing sorrows Cast. What Arts Pol. Blind Wretch thou Husband there 's a question Go to her fulsom bed and wallow there Till some hot Ruffian full of lust and wine Come storm thee out and shew thee what 's thy Bargain Cast. Hold there I charge thee Pol. Is she not a Cast. Whore Pol. Ay Whore I think that word needs no explaining Cast. Alas I can forgive ev'n this to thee But let me tell thee Polydore I 'm griev'd To find thee guilty of such low Revenge To wrong that Vertue which thou couldst not ruin Pol. It seems I lye then Cast. Should the bravest man That e're wore Conquering Sword but dare to whisper What thou proclaim'st he were the worst of Lyars My Friend may be mistaken Pol. Damn the Evasion Thou mean'st the worst and he 's a base born Villain That said I ly'd Cast. Do draw thy Sword and thrust it through my heart There 's no Joy in life if thou art lost A base born Villain Pol. Yes thou never camest From old Acasto's Loyns the Midwife put A cheat upon my Mother and instead Of a true Brother in the Cradle by me Plac'd some course Peasants Cub and thou art he Cast. Thou art my Brother still Pol. Thou ly'st Cast. Nay then Yet I am Calm He draws Pol. A Coward 's always so Cast. Ah ah that stings home Coward Pol. Ay base born Coward Villain Cast. This to thy heart then though my Mothore bore thee Fight Polydore drops his Sword and runs on Castal Pol. Now my Castalio is again my Friend Cast. What have I done My Sword is in thy Breast Pol. So I would have it be thou best of men Thou kindest Brother and thou truest Friend Cast. Ye Gods we 're taught that all your works are Justice Y' are painted merciful and Friends to innocence If so then why these plagues upon my head Pol. Blame not the Heav'ns here lyes thy Fate Castalio Th' are not the Gods 't is Polydore has wrong'd thee I 've stain'd thy Bed thy spotless Marriage Joys Have been polluted by thy Brothers Lust. Cast. By thee Pol. By me last night the horrid deed Was done when all things slept but Rage and Incest Cast. Now where 's Monimia Oh! Enter Monimia Mon. I 'm here who calls me Methought I heard a Voice Sweet as the Shepherds Pipe upon the Mountains When all his little Flock's at feed before him But what means this here 's Blood Cast. Ay Brothers Bloud Art thou prepar'd for Everlasting pains Pol. Oh let me charge thee by th' Eternal justice Hurt not her tender life Cast. Not kill her Rack me Ye Powers above with all your choicest Torments Horror of mind and pains yet uninvented If I not practise cruelty upon her And treat revenge some way yet never known Mon. That task my self have finisht I shall dye Before we part I 've drunka healing draught For all my Cares and never more shall wrong thee Pol. Oh she 's innocent Cast. Tell me that Story And thou wilt make a wretch of me indeed Pol. Hadst thou Castalio us'd me like a Friend This ne're had happen'd hadst thou let me know Thy Marriage we had all now met in Joy But ignorant of that Hearing th' appointment made enrag'd to think Thou hadst out-done me in successful Love I in the dark went and supply'd thy place Whilst all the Night midst our Triumphant Joys The trembling tender kind deceiv'd Monimia Embrac'd Carest and call'd me her Castalio Cast. And all this is the work of my own Fortune None but my self coulde're have been so curst My Fatal Love alas has ruin'd thee Thou fairest goodliest Frame the God's e're made Or ever humane eyes and hearts ador'd I 've murder'd too my Brother Why wouldst thou study ways to damn me further And force the sin of Parricide upon me Pol. 'T was my own Fault and thou art innocent Forgive the barbarous trespass of my Tongue 'T was a hard violence I cou'd have dy'd With Love of thee ev'n when I us'd thee worst Nay at each word that my Distraction utter'd My heart recoyl'd and 't was half death to speak ' em Mon. Now my Castalio the most dear of men Wilt thou receive pollution to thy Bosom And close the eyes of one that has betray'd thee Cast. Oh I 'm the unhappy wretch
THE ORPHAN OR THE Unhappy-Marriage A TRAGEDY As it is Acted At His ROYAL HIGHNESS THE DUKE's Theatre Written by THO. OTWAY Qui Pelago credit magno se foenore tollit Qui Pugnas Castra petit praecingitur Auro Vilis Adulator picto jacet Ebrius Ostro Et qui sollicitat Nuptas ad praemia peccat Sola pruinosis horret Facundia pannis Atque inopi lingua desertas invocat Artes. Petron. Arb. Sat. LONDON Printed for R. Bentley and M. Magnes in Russel-Street in Covent-Garden 1680. TO HER Royal Highness THE DUTCHESS Madam AFTER having a great while wisht to write something that might be worthy to lay at your Highnesses Feet and finding it impossible Since the World has been so kind to me to Judge of this Poem to my advantage as the most pardonable fault which I have made in its kind I had sinn'd against my self if I had not chosen this Opportunity to implore what my Ambition is most fond of your Favour and Protection For though Fortune would not so far bless my endeavours as to encourage them with your Royal Highnesses presence when this came into the World Yet I cannot but declare it was my design and hopes it might have been your Divertisement in that happy season when you return'd again to chear all those eyes that had before wept for your Departure and enliven all hearts that had droopt for your Absence When Wit ought to have pay'd it's Choicest Tributes in and Joy have known no Limits then I hop'd my little Mite would not have been rejected though my ill Fortune was too hard for me and I lost a greater Honour by your Royal Highnesses Absence than all the Applauses of the World besides can make me Reparation for Nevertheless I thought my self not quite unhappy so long as I had hopes this way yet to recompence my disappointment past When I consider'd also that Poetry might claim right to a little share in your Favour For Tasso and Ariosto some of the best have made their Names Eternal by transmitting to after-Ages the Glory of your Ancestors And under the spreading of that shade where two of the best have planted their Lawrels how Honoured should I be who am the worst if but a branch might grow for me I dare not think of offering at any thing in this Address that might look like a Panegyrick for fear lest when I have done my best the World should Condemn me for saying too little and you your self check me for medling with a Task unfit for my Talent For the description of Vertues and Perfections so rare as yours are ought to be done by as deliberate as skillful a Hand the Features must be drawn very fine to be like hasty dawbing would but spoil the Picture and make it so unnatural as must want false lights to set it off And your Vertue can receive no more Lustre from Praises than your Beauty can be improv'd by Art which as it Charms the bravest Prince that ever amaz'd the World with his Virtue So let but all other Hearts enquire into themselves and then Judge how it ought to be prais'd Your Love too as none but that great Heroe who has it could deserve it and therefore by a particular Lot from Heav'n was destin'd to so extraordinary a blessing so matchless for itself and so wondrous for it's Constancy shall be remembred to your Immortal Honour when all other Transactions of the Age you live in shall be forgotten But I forget that I am to ask Pardon for the fault I have been all this while Committing wherefore I beg your Highness to forgive me this presumption and that you will be pleas'd to think well of one who cannot help resolving with all the Actions of Life to endeavour to deserve it Nay more I would beg and hope it may be granted that I may through yours never want an Advocate in his Favour whose Heart and Mind you have so entire a share in it is my only Portion and my Fortune I cannot but be happy so long as I have but hopes I may enjoy it and I must be Miserable should it ever be my ill Fate to lose it This with Eternal wishes for your Royal Highnesses Content Happiness and Prosperity in all Humility is presented by Your most obedient and devoted Servant THO. OTWAY The Persons Represented in the Tragedy MEN. ACasto A Nobleman retired from Court and living privately in the Country By Mr. Gillow Castalio His Son By Mr. Betterton Polydore His Son By Mr. Io. Williams Chamount A young Souldier of Fortune By Mr. Smith Ernesto Servant in the Family By Mr. Norris Paulino Servant in the Family By Mr. Wiltshire Cordelio Polydore's Page By the little Girl Chaplain By Mr. Percival WOMEN Monimia The Orphan left under the Guardian-ship of old Acasto By Mrs. Barry Serina Acasto's Daughter By Mrs. Boteler Florella Monimia's Woman By Mrs. Osborn SCENE BOHEMIA Prologue TO you great Iudges in this Writing Age The sons of Wit and Patrons of the Stage With all those humble thoughts which still have sway'd His Pride much doubting trembling and affraid Of what is to his want of merit due And aw'd by every Excellence in you The Author sends to beg you would be kind And spare those many faults you needs must find You to whom Wit a Common Foe is grown The thing ye scorn and publickly disown Though now perhaps y' are here for other ends He swears to me you ought to be his Friends For he ne're call'd ye yet insipid Tools Nor wrote one line to tell you ye were Fools But says of Wit ye have so large a store So very much you never will have more He ne're with Libel treated yet the Town The names of Honest men bedawb'd and shown Nay never once lampoon'd the harmless life Of Suburb Virgin or of City Wife Satyr's the effect of Poetries disease Which sick of a lew'd Age she vents for Ease But now her only strife should be to please Since of ill Fate the baneful Cloud 's withdrawn And happiness again begins to dawn Since back with Joy and Triumph he is come That always drove Fears hence he're brought 'em home Oft has he plough'd the boist'rous Ocean o're Yet ne're more welcome to the longing shoar Not when he brought home Victories before For then fresh Laurels flourisht on his Brow And he comes Crown'd with Olive-branches now Receive him Oh receive him as his Friends Embrace the blessings which be Recommends Such quiet as your Foes shall ne're destroy Then shake off Fears and clap your hands for Ioy. THE ORPHAN ACT I. SCENE I. Enter Paulino and Ernesto Paul 'T Is strange Ernesto this severity Should still reign pow'rful in Acasto's mind To hate the Court where he Was bred and liv'd All Honours heap'd on him that Pow'r cou'd give Ernest. 'T is true He came thither a private Gentleman But young and brave and of a Family Ancient and Noble as the Empire holds The Honours
upon Monimia Cast. Love her still Win and enjoy her Pol. Both of us cannot Cast. No matter Whose chance it proves but let 's not quarrel for 't Pol. You would not wed Monimia would you Cast. Wed her No! were she all desire could wish as fair As would the vainest of her Sex be thought With Wealth beyond what Woman pride could waste She should not cheat me of my Freedom Marry When I am old and weary of the World I may grow desperate And take a Wife to mortify withall Pol. It is an elder Brothers duty so To propagate his family and name You would not have yours dye and bury'd with you Cast. Meer Vanity and silly dotage all No let me live at large and when I dye Pol. Who shall possess th' estate you leave Cast. My Friend If he survives me or if not my King Who may bestow 't again on some brave man Whose Honesty and Services deserve one Pol. 'T is kindly offer'd Cast. By yon Heaven I love My Polydor beyond all wordly Joyes And would not shock his quiet to be blest With greater happiness than man e're tasted Pol. And by that heaven eternally I swear To keep the kind Castalio in my heart Whose shall Monimia be Cast. No matter who 's Pol. Were you not with her privately last night Cast. I was and should have met her here again But th' opportunity shall now be thine My self will bring thee to the Scene of Love But have a care by Friendship I conjure thee That no false Play be offer'd to thy Brother Urge all thy pow'rs to make thy Passion prosper But wrong not mine Pol. Heav'n blast me if I do Cast. If 't prove thy Fortune Polidor to conquer For thou hast all the Arts of fine perswasion Trust me and let me know thy Loves success That I may ever after stifle mine Pol. Though she be dearer to my soul than Rest To weary Pilgrims or to Misers Gold To great men Pow'r or wealthy Cities Pride Rather than wrong Castalio I 'd forget her For if ye pow'rs have happiness in store When ye would shower down joyes on Polydor In one great blessing all your bounty send That I may never lose so dear a Friend Ex. Cast. Pol. manet Page Enter Monimia Mon. So soon return'd from hunting This fair Day Seems as if sent t' invite the World abroad Past not Castalio and Polydor this way Pag. Madam just now Mon. Sure some ill Fate 's upon me Distrust and heaviness sits round my heart And Apprehension shocko my timerous Soul Why was I not lain in my peaceful Grave With my poor Parents and at Rest as they are Instead of that I am wand'ring into cares Castalio oh Castalio thou hast caught My foolish heart and like a tender Child That trusts his play-thing to another hand I fear its harm and fain would have it back Come near Cordelio I must chide you Sir Pag. Why Madam have I done you any wrong Mon. I never see you now you have been kinder Sate by my Bed and sung me pretty Songs Perhaps I 've been ungrateful here 's Mony for you Will you oblige me shall I see you oft'ner Pag. Madam indeed I 'd serve you with my Soul But in a morning when you call me to you As by your bed I stand and tell you stories I am asham'd to see your swelling Breasts It makes me blush they are so very white Mon. Oh men for flattery and deceit renown'd Thus when y' are young ye learn it all like him Till as your years encrease that strengthens too T' undo poor Maids and make our ruin easie Tell me Cordelio for thou hast oft heard Their friendly Converse and their bosome secrets Sometimes at least have they not talkt of me Pag. Oh Madam very wickedly they have talkt But I 'm afraid to name it for they say Boys must be whipt that tell their Masters secrets Mon. Fear not Cordelio it shall ne're be known For I 'll preserve the secret as 't were mine Polydor cannot be so kind as I. I 'll furnish thee for all thy harmless sports VVith pretty Toys and thou shalt be my Page Pag. And truly Madam I had rather be so Methinks you love me better than my Lord For he was never half so kind as you are VVhat must I do Mon. Inform me how th' hast heard Castalio and his Brother use my Name Pag. VVith all the tenderness of Love You were the Subject of their last discourse At first I thought it would have Fatal prov'd But as the one grew hot the other coold And yielded to the frailty of his Friend At last after much strugling 't was resolv'd Mon. VVhat good Cordelio Pag. Not to quarrel for you Mon. I would not have 'em by my dearest hopes I would not be the argument of strife But surely my Castalio wo'nt forsake me And make a Mockery of my easie Love VVent they together Pag. Yes to seek you Madam Castalio promis'd Polydor to bring him VVhere he alone might meet you And fairly try the Fortune of his wishes Mon. Am I then grown so cheap just to be made A common stake a prize for love in jest VVas not Castalio very loth to yield it Or was it Polydor's unruly Passion That heighten'd the debate Pag. The fault was Polydor's Castalio play'd with love and smiling shew'd The pleasure not the pangs of his desire He said no Womans smiles shou'd buy his Freedom And Marriage is a mortifying thing Mon. Then am I ruin'd if Castalio's false Where is their Faith or Honour to be found Ye Gods that Guard the Innocent and guid The weak protect and take me to your care Oh! but I love him There 's the Rock will wrack me Why was I made with all my Sexes softness Yet want the Cunning to conceal its follies I 'll see Castalio tax him with his falsehoods Be a true Woman rail protest my wrongs Resolve to hate him and yet love him still Enter Castalio and Polydor. He comes the Conquerour comes lye still my Heart And learn to bear thy injuries with scorn Cast. Madam my Brother begs he may have leave To tell you something that concerns you nearly I leave you as becomes me and withdraw Mon. My Lord Castalio Cast. Madam Mon. Have you purpos'd To abuse me palpably What means this usage Why am I left with Polydor alone Cast. He best can tell you Business of importance Calls me away I must attend my Father Mon. Will you then leave me thus Cast. But for a moment Mon. It has been otherwise the time has been When business might have stay'd and I been hear'd Cast. I could for ever hear thee but this time Matters of such odd circumstances press me That I must go Mon. Then go and if 't be possible for ever Ex. Cast Well my Lord Polydor I guess your business And read the ill-natur'd purpose in your eyes Pol. If to desire you more than Misers Wealth Or dying men
an hour of added life If softest Wishes and a heart more true Than ever suffer'd yet for love disdain'd Speak an ill Nature you accuse me justly Mon. Talk not of Love my Lord I must not hear it Pol. Who can behold such Beauty and be silent Desire first taught us words Man when created At first alone long wander'd up and down Forlorn and silent as his Vassal Beasts But when a Heav'n-born Maid like you appear'd Strange pleasures fill'd his eyes and fir'd his heart Unloos'd his Tongue and his first talk was Love Mon. The first created pair indeed were blest They were the only Objects of each other Therefore he Courted her and her alone But in this peopled World of Beauty where There 's roving Room where you may Court and ruin A thousand more why need you talk to me Pol. Oh! I could talk to thee for ever Thus Eternally admiring fix and gaze On those dear Eyes for every glande they send Darts through my Soul and almost gives enjoyment Mon. How can you labour thus for my undoing I must confess indeed I owe you more Than ever I can hope to think to pay There alwayes was a Friendship 'twixt our Families And therefore when my tender Parents dy'd Whose ruin'd Fortunes too expir'd with them Your Fathers pity and his Bounty took me A poor and helpless Orphan to his care Pol. 'T was Heav'n ordain'd it so to make me happy Hence with this peevish Vertue 't is a cheat And those who caught it first were Hypocrites Come these soft tender Limbs were made for yielding Mon. Here on my kqees by heav'ns blest powr'r I swear kneels If you persist I never henceforth will see you But rather wander through the world a begger And live on sordid scraps at proud mens doors For though to Fortune lost I 'll still inherit My Mothers Vertues and my Fathers honours Pol. Intolerable Vanity your Sex VVas never in the right y' are alwayes false Or silly even your dresses are not more Fantastick than your appetites you think Of nothing twice Opinion you have none To day y' are nice to morrow not so free Now Smile then Frown now sorrowful then glad Now pleas'd now not and all you know not why Vertue you affect Inconstancy's your practice And when your loose desires once get dominion No hungry Churle feeds courser at Feast Every rank Fool goes down Mon. Indeed my Lord I own my Sexes follies I have 'em all And to avoid it's faults must fly from you Therefore believe me cou'd you raise me high As most fantastick VVomans wish could reach And lay all Natures Riches at my feet I 'd rather run a Salvage in the VVoods Amongst brute Beasts grow wrinckled and deform'd As wildness and most rude neglect could make me So I might still enjoy my honour safe From the destroying wiles of faithless man Ex. Mon. Pol. VVho'd be that sordid foolish thing call'd man To cringe thus fawn and flatter for a pleasure VVhich Beasts enjoy so very much above him The lusty Bull ranges through all the Field And from the Herd singling his Female out Enjoyes her and abandons her at VVill. It shall be so I 'll yet possess my Love Wait on and watch her loose unguarded hours Then when her roving thoughts have been abroad And brought in wanton wishes to her heart I' th' very minute when her Vertue nods I 'll rush upon her in a storm of Love Bear down her guard of Honour all before me Surfeit on Joys till even desire grows sick Then by long Absence liberty regain And quite forget the pleasure and the pain Ex. Pol. and Page ACT II. SCENE I. Enter Acasto Castalio Polydor Attendants Acast. TO Day has been a Day of Glorious sport VVhen you Castalio and your Brother left me Forth from the Thickets rusht another Boar So large he seem'd the Tyrant of the VVoods VVith all his dreadful Bristles rais'd up high They seem'd a Grove of spears upon his Back Foaming he came at me where I was posted Best to observe which way hee 'd lead the Chace VVhetting his huge long Tusks and gaping wide As if he already had me for his prey Till brandishing my well poys'd Javelin high VVith this cold Executing arm I struck The ugly brindled Monster to the heart Cast. The Actions of your life were always wond'rous Acast. No flattery Boy an honest man cant't live by 't It is a little sneaking Art which Knaves Use to Cajole and soften Fools withall If thou half flatt'ry in thy Nature out with 't Or send it to a Court for there 't will thrive Pol. VVhy there Acast. 'T is next to mony current there To be seen daily in as many forms As there are sorts of Vanities and Men The superstitious States-man has his sneer To smooth a poor man off with that can't bribe him The grave dull fellow of small business sooths The Humorist and will needs admire his VVit VVho without spleen could see a hot-brain'd Atheist Thanking a surly Doctor for his Sermon Or a Grave Councellor meet a smooth young Lord Squeeze him by the hand and praise his good Complexion Pol. Courts are the places where best manners flourish VVhere the deserving ought to rise and Fools Make show Why should I vex and chafe my spleen To see a gawdy Coxcomb shine when I Have seen enough to sooth him in his follies And ride him to advantage as I please Acast. VVho merit ought indeed to risei'th world But no wise man that 's honest should expect VVhat man of sense would rack his generous mind To practice all the base Formalities And forms of business force a grave starch't face VVhen he 's a very Libertine in 's heart Seem not to know this or that man in publick VVhen privately perhaps they meet together And lay the Scene of some brave Fellows Ruin Such things are done Cast Your Lordships wrongs have been So great that you with Justice may complain But suffer us whose younger minds ne're felt Fortunes deceits to Court her as she 'd fair VVere she a Common Mistress kind to all Her worth would cease and half the world grow idle Acast. Go to y' are Fools and know me not I 've learnt Long since to bear revenge or scorn my wrongs According to the value of the doer You both would fain be great and to that end Desire to do things worthy your Ambition Go to the Camp preserments noblest Mart VVhere Honour ought to have the fairest play you 'll find Corruption envy discontent and Faction Almost in every Band How many men Have spent their bloud in their dear Countries service Yet now pine under want while selfish slaves That ev'n would cut their throats whom now they fawn on Like deadly Locusts eat the Honey up Which those industrious Bees so hardly toyl'd for Cast. These precepts suit not with my Active mind Methinks I would be busie Pol. So would I Not loyter out my life at home and know
darkness from the World and hidden He could not have forgiven it to himself This was the only Portion that he left us And I more glory in 't than if possest Of all that ever Fortune threw on Fools 'T was a large Trust and must be manag'd nicely Now if by any chance Monimia You have soyl'd this gem and taken from it's value How will y' account with me Mon. I challenge Envy Malice and all the Practices of Hell To censure all the Actions of my past Unhappy life and taint me if they can Cha. I 'll tell thee then Three Nights ago as I Lay musing in my Bed all darkness round me A sudden damp sturck to my heart cold sweat Dew'd all my Face and trembling seiz'd my Limbs My Bed shook under me the Curtains started And to my tortur'd Fancy there appear'd The form of Thee thus Beautious as thou art Thy garments flowing loose and in each hand A wanton Lover which by turns caress'd thee With all the freedom of unbounded pleasure I snatcht my Sword and in the very Moment Darted it at the Fantome strait it left me Then rose and call'd for lights when O Dire Omen If found my weapon had the arras pierc'd Just where that famous tale was interwoven How th' unhappy Theban slew his Father Mon. And for this cause my Vertue is suspected Becasue in Dreams your Fancy has been ridden I must be tortur'd waking Cha. Have a care Labour not to be justified too fast Hear all and then let Justice hold the scale What follow'd was the Riddle that confounds me Through a close Lane as I pursu'd my Journey And meditated on the last nights Vision I spy'd a wrinckled Hagg with Age grown double Picking dry sticks and mumbling to her self Her eyes with scalding Rhume were gall'd and red Cold Palsy shook her head her hands seem'd wither'd And on her crooked shoulders had she wrapt The tatter'd Remnant of an old stript hanging Which serv'd to keep her carkass from the cold So there was nothing of a piece about her Her lower weeds were all o're coursely patch'd With diff'rent colour'd Rags black red white yellow And seem'd to speak variety of wretchedness I askt her of my way which she inform'd me Then crav'd my Charity and bad me hasten To save a Sister at that word I started Mon. The Common cheat of Beggers every day They flock about our doors pretend to Gifts Of prophecy and telling Fools their Fortunes Cer Oh! but she told me such a Tale Monimia As in it bore great circumstance of truth Castalio and Polydor my Sister Mon. Hah Cha. What alter'd does your courage fail you Now by my Fathers Soul the Witch was honest Answer me if thou hast not lost to them Thy Honour at a fordid Game Mon. I Will I must so hardly my Misfortune loads me That both have offer'd me their Loves most true Cha. And 't is as true too they have both undone Thee Mon. Though they both with earnest Vows Have prest my heart if e're in thought I yielded To any but Castalio Cha. But Castalio Mon. Still will you cross the Line of my Discourse Yes I confess that he has won my Soul By generous Love and honourable Vows Which he this day appointed to compleat And make himself by holy Marriage mine Cha. Art thou then spotless hast thou still preferv'd Thy Vertue white without a blot untainted Mon. When I 'm unchast may Heaven reject my Prayers Or more to make me wretched may you know it Cha. Oh then Monimia art thou dearer to me Than all the Comforts ever yet blest man And let not Marriage bait thee to thy Ruin Trust not a man we are by Nature false Dissembling subtle cruel and unconstant When a Man talks of Love with caution trust him But if he swears he 'l certainly deceive thee I charge thee let no more Castalio sooth Thee Avoid it as thou wouldst preserve the peace Of a poor Brother to whose soul th' art precious Mon. I will Cha. Appear as cold when next you meet as Great Ones When Merit begs then shalt thou see how soon His heart will cool and all his pains grow easie Ex. Cha. Mon. Yes I will try him torture him severely For oh Castalio thou too much hast wrong'd me In leaving me to Polydor's ill usage He comes and now for once oh Love stand Neuter Whilst a hard part 's perform'd For I must tempt Wound his soft Nature though my own Heart akes for 't Ex. Enter Castalio Cast. Monimia Monimia she 's gone And seem'd to part with anger in her eyes I am a Fool and she has found my Weakness She uses me already like a Slave Fast bound in chains to be chastis'd at will 'T was not well done to trifle with my Brother I might have trusted him with all the secret Open'd my silly heart and shewn it bare But then he loves her too but not like me I am a doating honest Slave design'd For Bondage Marriage bonds which I 've sworn To wear It is the onely thing I e're Hid from his knowledge and he 'l sure forgive The first Transgression of a wretched Friend Betray'd to Love and all its little follies Enter Polydore and Page at the door Pol. Here place your self and watch my Brother throughly If he should chance to meet Monimia make Just observation of each word and action Pass not one circumstance without remark Sir T is your office do 't and bring me word Ex. Pol Enter Monimia Cast. Monimia My Angel 't was not kind To leave me like a Turtle here alone To droop and mourn the absence of my Mate When thou art from me every place is desart And I methinks am Salvago and forlorn Thy Presence only 't is can make me blest Heal my unquiet mind and tune my Soul Mon. Oh the bewitching Tongues of faithless men 'T is thus the false Haena makes her moan To draw the pitying Traveller to her Den Your sex are so such false dissemblers all With sighs and plaints y'entice poor Womens hearts And all that pity you are made your Prey Cast. What means my Love oh how have I deserv'd This language from the Soveraign of my Joyes Stop stop those Tears Monimia for they fall Like baneful dew from a distempored sky I feel 'em chill me to the very heapt Mon. Oh you are false Castalio most forlorn Attempt no farther to delude my Faith My heart is fixt and you shall shake'r no more Cast. Who told you so What Hell-bred Villain durst Prophane the Sacred Business of my Love Mon. Your Brother knowing on what terms I 'm here Th' unhappy Object of your Fathers Charity Licentiously discours'd to me of Love And durst affront me with his brutal Passion Cast. 'T is I have been to blame and only I False to my Brother and unjust to Thee For oh he loves Thee too and this day own'd it Taxt me with mine and claim'd aright above me Mon. And was your
Love so very tame to shrink Or rather than lose him abandon me Cast. I knowing him precipitate and rash To calm his heat and to conceal my Happiness Seem'd to comply with his unruly will Talkt as he talk't and granted all he ask't Lest he in Rage might have our Loves betray'd And I for ever had Monimia lost Mon. Could you then did you can you own it too 'T was poorly done unworthy of your self And I can never think you meant me fair Cast. Is this Monimia surely no! till now I ever thought her Dove-like soft and kind Who trusts his Heart with Woman's surely lost You were made Fair on purpose to undo us Whilst greedily we snatch th' alluring Bait And ne're distrust the poyson that it hides Mon. When Love ill plac'd would find a means to break Cast. It never wants pretences nor excuse Mon. Man therefore was a Lord-like Creature made Rough as the winds and as inconstant too A lofty Aspect given him for command Easily soften'd when he would betray Like conquering Tyrants you our Breasts invade Where you are pleas'd to forrage for a While But soon you find new conquests out and leave The ravag'd Province ruinate and waste If so Castalio you have serv'd my heart I find that Desolation's settled there And I shall ne're recover Peace again Cast. Who can hear this and bear an equal mind Since you will drive me from you I must go But oh Monimia when th' hast banisht me No creeping slave though tractable and dull As artful Woman for her ends would chuse Shall ever dote as I have done for oh No Tongue my Pleasure nor my Pain can tell 'T is Heav'n to have Thee and without Thee Hell Mon. Castalio stay we must not part I find My Rage ebbs out and Love flows in apace These little Quarrels Love must needs forgive They rouse up drowsie thoughts and wake the Soul Oh! charm me with the Musick of thy Tongue I'm ne're so blest as when I hear thy Vows And listen to the Language of thy Heart Cast. Where am I surely Paradise is round me Sweets planted by the hand of Heaven grow here And every sence is full of thy Perfection To hear thee speak might calm a mad-mans Frenzy Till by attention he forgot his sorrows But to behold thy Eyes th' amazing Beauties Might make him rage again with Love as I do To touch thee 's Heav'n but to enjoy thee oh Thou Natures whole perfection in one piece Sure framing thee Heav'n took unusual care As its own Beauty it design'd thee Fair And form'd thee by the best lov'd Angel there Ex. ACT III. SCENE I. Enter Polydor and Page Pol. WEre they so kind Express it to me all In words may make me think I saw it too Pag. At first I thought they had been mortal Foes Monimia rag'd Castalio grew disturb'd Each thought the other wrong'd yet both so haughty They scorn'd submission though Love all the while The Rebel plaid and scarce could be contain'd Pol. But what succeeded Pag. Oh 't was wondrous pretty For of a sudden all the Storm was past A gentle calm of Love succeeded in Monimia sigh'd and blusht Castalio swore As you my Lord I well remember did To my young Sister in the Orenge-Grove When I was first prefer'd to be your Page Pol. Happy Castalio Now by my Great Soul M' Ambitious Soul that Languishes to glory I 'll have her yet by my best hopes I will She shall be mine in spight of all her Arts. But for Castalio why was I refus'd Has he supplanted me by some foul play Traduc'd my Honour Death he durst not do 't It must be so we parted and he met her Half to compliance brought by me surpriz'd Her sinking Vertue till she yielded quite So Poachers basely pick up tir'd Game Whilst the fair Hunter's cheated of his Prey Boy Pag. My Lord Pol. Go to your Chamber and prepare your Lute Find out some Song to please me that discribes Womans Hypocrisies their subtle wiles Betraying smiles feign'd tears inconstancies Their painted outsides and corrupted minds The sum of all their follies and their falshoods Enter Servant Serv. Oh the unhappyest Tydings Tongue e're told Pol. The matter Serv. Oh! your Father my good Master As with his Guests he sat in mirth rais'd high And chas'd the Goblins round the joyful Board A sudden trembling seiz'd on all his Limbs His Eyes distorted grew His Visage pale His Speech forsook him Life it self seem'd fled And all his Friends are waiting now about him Enter Acasto leaning on Two Acast. Support me give me Air I 'll yet recover 'T was but a slip decaying Nature made For she grows weary near her Journeys end Where are my Sons come near my Polidore Your Brother where 's Castalio Serv. My Lord Iv'e search'd as you commanded all the house He or Monimia are not to be found Acast. Not to be found then where are all my Friends 't is well I hope they 'll pardon an unhappy fault M'unmannerly infirmity has made Death could not come in a more welcome hour For I 'm prepar'd to meet him and methinks Would live and dye with all my Friends about me Enter Castalio Castal Angels preserve my dearest Father's Life Bless it with long and uninterrupted days Oh! may he live till time it self decay Till good men wish him dead or I offend him Acast. Thank you Castalio give me both your hands And bear me up I 'd walk so now methinks I appear as great as Hercules himself Supported by the Pillars he had rais'd Cast. My Lord your Chaplain Acast. Let the good man enter Cast. Heaven guard your Lordship and restore your Health Acast. I have provided for thee if I dye No fawning 't is a scandal to thy Office My Sons as thus united ever live And for the Estate you 'll find when I am dead I have divided it betwixt you both Equally parted as you shared my love Only to sweet Monimia I 've bequeath'd Ten thousand Crowns a little Portion for her To wed her honourably as she 's born Be not less Friends because you 're Brother shun The man that 's singular his mind 's unsound His Spleen o're-weighs his Brains but above all Avoid the politick the factious Fool The busie buzzing talking hardn'd Knave The quaint smooth Rogue that sins against his Reason Calls sawcy loud Suspicion publick Zeal And Mutiny the Dictates of his spirit Be very careful how ye make new Friends Men read not Morals now 't was a Custom But all are to their Fathers Vices born And in their Mothers Ignorance are bred Let Marriage be the last mad thing ye doe For all the Sins and Follies of the past If you have Children never give them knowledge 'T will spoil their Fortune Fools are all the fashion If y 'ave Religion keep it to your selves Atheists will else make use of Toleration And laugh ye out on 't never shew Religion Except ye mean to pass for
will be born none knows A Husband may be Jealous rigid false And should Castalio e're prove so to me So tender is my Heart so nice my Love 'T would ruin and distract my rest for ever Maid Madam he 's coming Mon. Where Florella where Is he returning To my Chamber lead I 'll meet him there The Mysteries of our Love Should be kept private as Religious Rites From the unhallow'd View of Common Eyes Ex. Mon. and Maid Enter Castalio Cast. Wish't Morning 's come And now upon the plains And distant Mountains where they feed their Flocks The happy Shepherds leave their Homely Huts And with their Pipes proclaim the new-born day The lusty Swain comes with his well-fill'd Scrip Of Healthful Viands which when hunger calls With much content and appetite he eats To follow in the Field's his daily Toil And dress the grateful Glebe that yields him Fruits The Beasts that under the Warm Hedges slept And weather'd out the cold bleak Night are up And looking towards the Neighb'ring Pastures raise The Voice and bid their fellow Bruites good morrow The Chearful Birds too on the tops of Trees Assemble all in Quoires and with their Notes Salute and welcome up the rising Sun There 's no Condition sure so curst as mine I 'm marry'd ' Sdeath I am sped How like a Dog Lookt Hercules thus to a Distaff chain'd Monimia oh Monimia Enter Monimia and Maid Mon. I come I fly to my ador'd Castalio's Armes My wishes Lord. May every Morn begin Like this And with our Days our Loves renew Now I may hope y' are satisfy'd Looking languishingly on him Cast. I am Well satisfy'd that thou art Oh Mon. What speak Art thou not well Castalio Come lean Upon my Breasts and tell me where 's thy pain Cast. 'T is here 't is in my Head 't is in my Heart 'T is every where It rages like a madness And I most wonder how my reason holds Nay wonder not Monimia the Slave You thought you had secur'd within my Breast Is grown a Rebel and has broke his Chain And now he walks there like a Lord at large Mon. Am I not then your VVife your Lov'd Monimia I once was so or I 've most strangely dreamt VVhat ayles my Love Cast. VVhat e're thy Dreams have been Thy waking thoughts ne're meant Castalio well No more Monimia of your Sexes Arts They are useless all I 'm not that pliant Tool That necessary Utensil you 'd make me I know my Charter better I am Man Obstinate Man and will not be enslay'd Mon. You shall not fear 't Indeed my Nature's easie I 'll ever live your most obedient VVife Nor ever any priviledge pretend Beyond your will for that shall be my Law Indeed I will not Cast. Nay you shall not Madam By yon bright Heav'n you shall not all the day I 'll play the Tyrant and at Night forsake thee Till by afflictions and continued Cares I 've worn thee to a homely household Drudge Nay if I 've any too thou shalt be made Subservient to all my looser pleasures For thou hast wrong'd Castalio Mon. No more Oh kill me here or tell me my offence I 'll never quit you else but on these Knees Thus follow you all day till th' are worn bare And hang upon you like a drowning Creature Castalio Cast. Away Last night last night Mon. It was our wedding Night Cast. No more forget it Mon. VVhy do you then repent Cast. I do Mon. Oh Heav'n And will you leave me thus help help Florella He draggs her to the Door and breaks from her Help me to hold this yet lov'd cruel Man Oh my heart breaks I 'm dying Oh stand off I 'll not indulge this womans weakness still Chaft and Fomented let my Heart swell on Till with its injuries it burst and shake VVith the Dire blow this Prison to the Earth Maid VVhat sad mistake has been the cause of this Mon. Castalio Oh! how often has he swore Nature should change the Sun and Stars grow dark E're he would falsify his Vows to me Make haste Confusion then Sun lose thy light And Stars drop dead with Sorrow to the Earth For my Castalio's false Maid Unhappy Day Mon. False as the VVind the VVater or the VVeather Cruel as Tygers o're their trembling prey I feel him in my breast he tears my heart And at each sigh he drinks the gushing blood Must I be long in pain Enter Chamont. Cha. In tears Monimia Mon. VVho e're thou art Leave me alone to my belov'd Despair Cham. Lift up thy Eyes and see who comes to cheer thee Tell me the story of thy VVrongs and then See if my soul has rest till thou hast justice Mon. My Brother Cham. Yes Monimia if thou thinkst That I deserve the Name I am Brother Mon. Oh Castalio Cham. Hah Name me that Name again My Souls on fire Till I know all There 's meaning in that name I know he is thy Husband Therefore trust me VVith all the following truth Mon. Indeed Chamont There 's nothing in it but the fault of Nature I 'm often thus seiz'd suddenly with grief I know not why Cham. You use me ill Monimia And I might think with Justice most severely Of this unfaithful dealing with your Brother Mon. Truly I am not to blame Suppose I 'm fond And grieve for what as much may please another Should I upbraid the dearest Friend on Earth For the first fault you wou'd not do so wou'd you Cham. Not if I 'd cause to think it was a Friend Mon. VVhy do you then call this unfaithful dealing I ne're conceal'd my soul from you before Bear with me now and search my wounds no farther For every probing pains me to the heart Cham. 'T is sign there 's danger in 't and must be prevented Where 's your new Husband Still that thought disturbs you VVhat onely answer me with tears Castalio Nay now they stream Cruel unkind Castalio is 't not so Mon. I cannot speak grief flows so fast upon me It choaks and will not let me tell the cause Oh! Cham. My Monimia to my Soul thou' rt dear As honour to my name Dear as the light To eyes but just restor'd and heald of blindness VVhy wilt thou not repose within my breast The anguish that torments thee Mon. Oh! I dare not Cham. I have no friend but thee we must confide In one another Two unhappy Orphans Alas we are and when I see thee grieve Methinks it is a part of me that suffers Mon. Oh shouldst thou know the cause of my lamenting I am satisfy'd Chamont that thou wouldst scorn me Thou would'st despise the abject lost Monimia No more would'st praise this Beauty but When in some Cell distracted as I shall be Thou seest me lye these unregarded Locks Matted like Furies Tresses my poor Limbs Chain'd to the Ground and ' stead of the delights Which happy Lovers taste my Keeper's stripes A Bed of Straw and a course wooden dish
kiss all sorrow from thee What mean these sighs and why thus beats thy Heart Mon. Let me alone to sorrow 'T is a cause None e're shall know but it shall with me dye Pol. Happy Monimia he to whom these sighs These tears and all these languishings are paid I am no stranger to your dearest secret I know your heart was never meant for me That Jewel 's for an Elder Brother's price Mon. My Lord. Pol. Nay wonder not last Night I heard His Oaths your Vows and to my torment saw Your wild Embraces heard th' appointment made I did Monimia and I curst the sound Wilt thou be sworn my Love wilt thou be ne're Unkind again Mon. Banish such fruitless hopes Have you sworn constancy to my undoing Will you be ne're my Friend again Pol. What means my Love Mon. Away what meant my Lord Last Night Pol. Is that a question now to be demanded I hope Monimia was not much displeased Mon. Was it well done to treat me like a Prostitute T' assault my Lodging at the dead of night And threaten me if I deny'd admittance You said you were Castalio Pol. By those eyes It was the same I spent my time much better I tell thee ill natur'd Fair One I was posted To more advantage on a pleasant hill Of springing Joy and everlasting sweetness Mon. Hah have a care Pol. Where is the danger near me Mon. I fear y' are on a Rock will wreck your Quiet And drown your soul in wretchedness for ever A thousand horrid thoughts crow'd on my memory Will you be kind and answer me one question Pol. I 'd trust thee with my life on those soft Breasts Breath out the Choicest secrets of my heart Till I had nothing in it left but Love Mon. Nay I 'll Conjure you by the Gods and Angels By the honour of your name that 's most concern'd To tell me Polydore and tell me truly Where did you rest last Night Pol. Within thy arms I triumpht Rest had been my Foe Mon. 'T is done She faints Pol. She faints no help who waits a curse Upon my Vanity that could not keep The secret of my happiness in silence Confusion we shall be surpriz'd anon And consequently all must be betray'd Monimia she breaths Monimia Mon. Well Let mischiefs multiply Let every hour Of my loath'd life yield me increase of horror Oh let the Sun to these unhappy eyes Ne're shine again but be eclips'd for ever May every thing I look on seem a prodigy To fill my Soul with terrors till I quite Forget I ever had Humanity And grow a Curser of the works of Nature Pol. What means all this Mon. Oh Polydore it all The friendship e're you vow'd to good Castalio Be not a falsehood if you every lov'd Your Brother you 've undone your self and me Pol. Which way can Ruin reach the man that 's Rich As I am in possession of thy Sweetness Mon. Oh I'm his Wife Pol. What says Monimia hah Speak that again Mon. I am Castalio's Wife Pol. His marry'd wedded Wife Mon. Yester-dayes Sun Saw it perform'd Pol. And then have I enjoy'd My Brothers Wife Mon. As surely as we both Must taste of misery that guilt is thine Pol. Must we be miserable then Mon. Oh! Pol. Oh! thou may'st yet be happy Mon. Couldst thou be Happy with such a weight upon thy Soul Pol. It may be yet a secret I 'll go try To reconcile and bring Castalio to thee Whilst from the VVorld I take my self away And Waste my life in Penance for my Sin Mon. Then thou wouldst more undo me heap a load Of added Sins upon my wretched head Wouldst thou again have me betray thy Brother And bring pollution to his Arms curst thought Oh when shall I be mad indeed Pol. Nay then Let us embrace and from this very Moment Vow an Eternal misery together Mon. And wilt thou be a very faithful wretch Never grow fond of chearful peace again Wilt with me study to be unhappy And find out ways how to encrease affliction Pol. We 'll institute new Arts unknown before To vary plagues and make 'em look like new ones First if the Fruit of our detested Joy A Child be born it shall be murder'd Mon. No. Sure that may live Pol. Why Mon. To become a thing More wretched than its Parents to be branded With all our Infamy and Curse its Birth Pol. That 's well contriv'd then thus let 's go together Full of our guilt distracted where to roam Like the first Wretched Pair expell'd their Paradise Let 's find some place where Adders nest in VVinter Loathsome and Venemous VVhere poisons hang Like Gums against the VValls where VVitches meet By night and feed upon some pamper'd Imp Fat with the Blood of Babes There we 'll inhabit And live up to the height of desperation Desire shall languish like a withering Flower And no distinction of the Sex be thought of Horrors shall fright me from those pleasing harms And I 'll no more be caught with Beauties Charms But when I 'm dying take me in thy Armes ACT V. SCENE I. Castalio lying on the ground SONG COme all ye Youths whose Hearts e're bled By cruel Beauties Pride Bring each a Garland on his head Let none his Sorrows hide But hand in hand around me move Singing the saddest Tales of Love And see when your Complaints ye joyn If all your Wrongs can equal mine 2 The happyest Mortal once was I My heart no Sorrows knew Pity the Pain with which I dye But ask not whence it grew Yet if a tempting Fair you find That 's very lovely very kind Though bright as Heaven whose stamp she bears Think of my Fate and Shun her Snares Castal See where the Deer trot after one another Male Female Father Daughter Mother Son Brother and Sister mingled all together No discontent they know but in delightful VVildness and freedom pleasant Springs fresh Herbage Calm Harbours lusty health and innocence Enjoy their portion If they see a man How will they turn together all and gaze Upon the Monster Once in a Season too they taste of Love Only the Beast of Reason is its Slave And in that Folly drudges all the year Enter Acasto Acast. Castalio Castalio Cast. VVho 's there So wretched but to name Castalio Acast. I hope my message may succeed Cast. My Father 'T is Joy to see you though where sorrow 's Nourisht Acast. I 'm come in Beauties Cause you 'l guess the rest Cast. A woman if you love my peace of mind Name not a woman to me but to think Of woman were enough to taint my Brains Till they foment to madness Oh! my Father Acast. VVhat Ayles my Boy Cast. A woman is the thing I would forget and blot from my Remembrance Acast. Forget Monimia Cast. She to choose Monimia The very sound 's ungrateful to my sence Acast. This might seem strange but you I 've found will Hide your heart from me you dare not trust
To the poor lovely mourner Oh my Father Acast. Then wilt thou go blessings attend thy purpose Cast. I cannot hear Monimia's Soul 's in sadness And be a man my heart will not forget her But do not tell the world you saw this of me Acast. Delay not then but haste and chear thy Love Cast. Oh I will throw m'impatient Armes about her In her soft bosom sigh my Soul to peace Till through the panting breast she finds the way To mould my heart and make it what she will Monimia Oh! Ex. Acast. Cast. Enter Monimia Mon. Stand off and give me Room I will not rest till I have found Castalio My wishes Lord comely as rising day Amidst ten thousand eminently known Flowers spring wherehe e're treads his Eyes Fountains of brightness cheering all about him VVhen will they shine on me Oh stay my Soul I cannot dye in peace till I have seen him Castalio re-Enters Cast. VVho talks of dying with a Voice so sweet That life 's in love with it Mon. Heark 't is he that answers So in a Camp though at the dead of night If but the Trumpets chearful noise is heard All at the signal leap from downey rest And every heart awakes as mine does now VVhere art thou Cast. Here my Love Mon. No nearer lest I vanish Cast. Have I been in a Dream then all this while And art thou but the shadow of Monimia Why doest thou fly me thus Mon. Oh! were it possible that we could drown In dark Oblivion but a few past hours We might be happy Cast. Is 't then so hard Monimia to forgive A fault where humble Love like mine implores thee For I must love thee though it prove my ruin Which way shall I Court thee What shall I do to be enough thy Slave And satisfy the lovely pride that 's in thee I 'll kneel to thee and weep a flood before thee Yet prithee Tyrant break not quite my heart But when my task of Penitence is done Heal it again and Comfort me with Love Mon. If I am dumb Castalio and want words To pay thee back this mighty tenderness It is because I look on thee with horror And cannot see the man I so have wrong'd Cast. Thou hast not wrong'd me Mon. Ah! alas thou talk'st Just as thy poor Heart thinks have not I wrong'd thee Cast. No. Mon. Still thou wander'st in the dark Castalio But wilt e're long stumble on horrid danger Cast. What means my Love Mon. Couldst thou but forgive me Cast. What Mon. For my fault last night Alas thou canst not Cast. I can and do Mon. Thus Crawling on the Earth Would I that Pardon meet the only thing Can make me view the Face of Heaven with hope Cast. Then let 's draw near Mon. Ah me Cast. So in the Fields When the destroyer has been out for prey The scatter'd Lovers of the Feather'd kind Seeking when danger 's past to meet again Make moan and call by such degrees approach 'Till joying thus they bill and spread their wing Murmuring Love and Joy their fears are over Mon. Yet have a care be not too fond of peace Lest in Pursuance of the goodly quarry Thou meet a disappointment that distracts thee Cast. My better Angel then do thou inform me What danger threatens me and where it lyes Why didst thou prithee smile and tell me why When I stood waiting underneath the Window Quaking with fierce and violent desires The dropping dews fell cold upon my head Darkness enclos'd and the Winds whistl'd round me Which with my mournful sighs made such sad Musick As might have mov'd the hardest heart Why wert thou Deaf to my Cryes and senseless of my pains Mon. Did I not beg thee to forbear inquiry Read'st thou not something in my face that speaks Wonderful change and horror from within me Cast. Then there is something yet which I 've not known What dost thou mean by horrour and forbearance Of more inquiry tell me I beg thee tell me And do not betray me to a second madness Mon. Must I Cast. If labouring in the pangs of death Thou wouldst do any thing to give me ease Unfold this riddle e're my thoughts grow wild And let in fears of ugly form upon me Mon. My heart won't let me speak it but remember Monimia poor Monimia tells you this We ne're must meet again Cast. What means my destiny For all my good or evil Fate dwells in thee Ne're meet again Mon. No never Cast. Where 's the pow'r On Earth that dares not look like thee and say so Thou art my hearts inheritance I serv'd A long and painful faithful slavery for thee And who shall rob me of the dear bought blessing Mon. Time will clear all but now let this content you Heav'n has decreed and therefore I 've resolv'd VVith Torment I must tell it thee Castalio Ever to be a stranger to thy Love In some far distant Country waste my life And from this day to see thy Face no more Cast. Where am I sure I wander midst Inchantment And never more shall find the way to rest But oh Monimia art th' indeed resolv d To punish me with everlasting absence Why turn'st thou from me I 'm alone already Methinks I stand upon a naked beach Sighing to winds and to the Seas complaining Whilst afar off the Vessel sailes away VVhere all the Treasure of my Soul 's embarqu'd VVilt thou not turn Oh could those eyes but speak I shou'd know all for Love is pregnant in 'em They swell they press their beams upon me still VVilt thou not speak if we must part for ever Give me but one kind word to think upon And please my self withal whilst my heart 's breaking Ex. Mon. Mon. A poor Castalio Cast. Pity by the Gods She pity's me then thou wilt go Eternally VVhat means all this why all this stir to plague A single wretch If but your word can shake This world to Atomes why so much ado VVith me think me but dead and lay me so Enter Polydore Pol. To live and live a Torment to my self VVhat Dog would bear 't that knew but his Condition VVe have little knowledge and that makes us Cowards Because it cannot tell us what 's to come Cast. VVho 's there Pol. VVhy what art thou Cast. My Brother Polydore Polyd. My Name is Polydore Cast. Canst thou inform me Polyd. Of what Cast. Of my Monimia Polyd. No. Good-day Cast. In haste Methinks my Polydore appears in sadness Polyd. Indeed and so to me does my Castalio Cast. Do I Polyd. Thou dost Cast. Alas I 've wondrous reason I 'm strangely alter'd Brother since I saw thee Polyd. Why Cast. Oh to tell thee would but put thy heart To pain let me embrace thee but a little And weep upon thy Neck I would repose VVithin thy friendly bosom all my Follies For thou wilt pardon 'em because th' are mine Polyd. Be not too credulous consider first Friends may be false Is there no
whose cursed Fate Has weigh'd thee down into destruction with him Why then thus kind to me Mon. When I 'm laid low in the Grave and quite forgotten Maist thou be happy in a fairer Bride But none can ever love thee like Monimia When I am dead as presently I shall be For the grim Tyrant grasps my heart already Speak well of me and if thou find ill tongues Too busie with my fame do'nt hear me wrong'd 'T will be a noble Justice to the memory Of a poor wretch once honour'd with thy Love How my head swims T is very dark Good night Dyes Cast. If I survive thee what a thought was that Thank Heav'n I go prepar'd against that Curse Enter Chamont disarm'd and seiz'd by Acasto and Servants Cham. Gape Hell and swallow me to quick Damnation If I forgive your House If I not live An Everlasting plague to thee Acasto And all thy Race Y' have o're power'd me now But hear me Heav'n Ah here 's the Scene of Death My Sister my Monimia Breathless Now Ye Powers above if y'have Justice strike Strike Bolts through me and through the curst Castalio Acast. My Ploydore Pol. Who calls Acast. How cam'st thou wounded Cast. Stand off thou hot-brain'd boistrous noisy Ruffian And leave me to my sorrows Cham. By the love I bore her living I will ne're forsake But here remain till my heart bursts with sobbing Cast. Vanish I charge thee or Draws a Dagger Cham. Thou canst not kill me That would be kindness and against thy Nature Acast. What means Castalio Sure thou wilt not pull More sorrows on thy Aged Fathers head Tell me I beg you tell me the sad cause Of all this ruin Pol. That must be my Task But 't is too long for one in pains to tell You 'l in my Closet find the story written Of all our woes Castalio's innocent Andso's Monimia only I 'm to blame Inquire no farther Cast. Thou unkind Chamont Unjustly hast pursu'd me with thy hate And sought the life of him that never wrong'd thee Now if thou wilt embrace a noble vengeance Come joyn with me and curse Cham. What Cast. First thy self As I do and the hour that gave thee birth Confusion and disorder seize the World To spoyl all trust and converse amongst men 'Twixt Families ingender endless fewds In Countrys needless fears in Cities factions In States Rebellion and in Churches Schism Till all things move against the course of Nature Till Form's dissolv'd the Chain of Causes broken And the Originals of Being lost Acast. Have Patience Cast. Patience preach it to the Winds To roaring Seas or raging Fires the Knaves That teach it laugh at ye when ye believe'em Strip me of all the common needs of life Scald me with Leprosie let Friends forsake me I 'll bear it all but curst to the degree That I am now 't is this must give me patience Thus I find rest and shall complain no more Stabs himself Pol. Castalio Oh! Cast. 〈◊〉 me Chamont to thee my birth-right I bequeath Comfort my Mourning Father heal his griefs Acasto faints into the Arms of a Servant For I perceive they fall with weight upon him And for Monimia's sake whom thou wilt find I never wrong'd be kind to poor Serina Now all I beg is lay me in one Grave Thus with my Love Farewel I now am nothing Dies Cham. Take care of good Acasto whilst I go To search the means by which the Fates have plagu'd us 'T is thus that Heaven it's Empire does maintain It may Afflict but man must not Complain Epilogue YOu 've seen one Orphan ruin'd here and I May be the next if old Acasto dye Should it prove so I 'd fain amongst you find Who 't is would to the fatherless be kind To whose protection might I safely go Is there amongst you no good Nature No. What should I do should I the Godly seek And go a Conventicling twice a Week Quit the lewd Stage and its prophane pollution Affect each Form and Saint-like Institution So draw the Brethren all to Contribution Or shall I is I guess the Poet may Within these three days fairly run away No to some City Lodgings I 'll retire Seem very grave and privacy desire Till I am thought some Heiress rich in Lands Fled to escape a cruel Guardian 's hands Which may produce a Story worth the telling Of the next Sparks that go a Fortune-stealing FINIS