and of Beasts of Prey Coward to so much Beauty and His own worst Enemy underhand Letting in no Light to Hope Yet giving all his Passion scope Speaks but she Audience doth deny For in Affections plac'd so high You shall always hear Men tell There he aspir'd and there he fell LURCANO and ALBIDA see Who teach the Rules of Modesty Show Lovers how to be discreet And keep them within Limits meet Now hear ANASTARAX complain Who in so much fire and pain Earns soft pity praise and glory Ev'n in Lovers Purgatory Inclinable to be entreated By Groans so sensibly repeated Albida stopt but not her Ear At the Laments which eccho'd there O how humane and how brave She thrids the must'ring flames to save Only Ador'd is Beauty cruel The Wretch that is of those the fewel Lurcano left and in despair Peoples with wild Complaints the Air. When to extremity things come Discretion is not always dumb On flying Dragon's back behold A GODDESSE who in DELPHOS old Would from the SUN himself have ta'ne His Adoration and his Fane Without an Ear to those Complaints Which poor LURCANO so well paints Whose Flame so fair an Object sought No Errour is though 't is a Fault She flies like Light'ning and the Lover To his own Thoughts deliver'd over Feeds upon those enjoys Despair In it th' Ambition of his Pray'r ANASTARAX refined came Out of the Bosom of the Flame For 't is the Good of Ill to be Acquainted with 't familiarlie AMADIS in fine disdain'd For all the Conquest his Sword gain'd Of the most Soveraign Love and hard Frames to himself his own Reward And bleeding inward bitter Tears For those tyrannick Scorns of hers Counts not to sit down by the loss A Boldness greater than his Cross. NIQUEA sole Exception of Natures General Rule of Love And of high Faith the richest Prize If the World durst kerve to her Eyes Loves his Worth but hates his Love And praising that all Mens above To other Gifts than of his Mind Is not only dumb but blind ARETHUSA Nymph compleat Slides down from her Starry Seat Receipting Pills in pity wrapt To swage the torments so ill hapt With what a grace doth she set forth Of ALBIDA the vast worth NIQUEA'S Beauty and her scorn Which must be kept since it is born Confusions of ANASTORAX Of Jealousie and Love the Flax LURCANO'S high divided Flame And AMADIS his still the same These Heroick Lovers all Paid in that we them so call Marriage at any rate eschew'd In which your vulgar Plays conclude Armies of Minstrels in the Air Which to their several Quires repair The Elements together dart But make them Friends before they part The SCENE is chang'd and by and by Those which had been Mountains dry Transform'd to Gardens fresh and green As Hyblean Groves are seen In HYERARCHIES of Steps distinct A Ribbon on each ANGEL linkt Diversifies with streaks of Red The Azure Pavements which they tread Approacheth an Illustrious DAME But could not hit on when she came Of the Great LIGHT the pendant Ray In guessing which the Conquest lay Now the victorious GODDESSE She The Wonder tryes but 't will not be 'T was quit because She likewise mist The Lady LEONORA'S List. Dancing She ends the FESTIVALL In its full Glories summing All That modern Spirits can invent Or draw from ancient Precedent The CAESARS Birth-days to Grace whom The Majesty of their own ROME With ravish'd Plumes from Conquer'd GRECE Were oft distill'd into one piece Observ'd like this were never known No Years e're worthier of a Throne Or to encrease to infinite This Tryumph to Hopes Wishes Sight By being what and whose it was Set Pillars which they could not pass Astonish'd the Spectator stands Tearing the Air with Voice and Hands What mute attention first commended Loud Plaudits Crown when it is ended Rif. But what new Dorick Tow'rs adorn The Garden where the Statues mourn What Noise which bandied to and fro The more we hear the less we know A Second THEATRE it is Which the perfection if it miss Of the first disdains but That All that was ever wondred at Now the Musick Plays away Sign of a new beginning Play Erected there is a new Throne Which Golden SOL himself might own Of MASKERS entred a new Band Where Lamps to Lamps opposed stand And with new Lights the Visage cheer Of that other HEMISPHERE The substance and invention Of the Cloaths they now have on In what they bought their Riches shows And their Wit in what they chose FAME and ENVY loe at strife Whether of them most to the life The past FESTIVAL shall paint Treading the Stage with lofty Plant The Play begins COLCHOS the Scene The Subject JASON HIPPOCRENE By Pailsuls was pour'd into It With Feather of a PHOENIX writ O what sad duplicated Groans From the hoarse Sea came up at once Whence the Center with Blew Waves APOLLO'S Golden Circles laves Favour Neptune Joves next brother Cryes one Voice and straight another Billows let us pass in peace And your swelling anger cease Thou pitying daughter of the Main Let not two Mariners pray in vain Who without Sails the Air cut through Who without Oars the Ocean plough By a curl'd Bark of Gold unshorn To their desired Port are born The Fugitives this Pray'r that made The sweetest Twins the World e're had Those who are plac'd for Signs in Heaven With these in Beauty are not even Nor the green Woods have ever known So much VENUS and ADONE NEREUS'S Daughters one and all Beautiful in Love did fall With this their GOLDEN BRUTE a rare Emblem of a foolish Heire In Coasts by them ne're seen before This pair of lovely Strangers pore Unto a wandring Life their just Hopes of a Royal Scepter trust FRIXUS relates in Language good The Greatness of their injur'd Blood The Poison of an envious Soul And an Envy's poison'd Bowl In this sad plight of all forsook MARS upon them pity took For to Complaints by Earth prefarr'd The Ears of Heaven are not barr'd A Noble Dame makes a Divine Composition In Her joyne A Flow'r less vain less noxious Star NARCISSUS and the GOD OF WAR Her sprightful Body she hath drest In a strong glitt'ring Back and Brest And her Temple Walls with those Which won in Fight you must suppose This God of Honourable Men Valiant Wonders tells them then Who prov'd in spight of Times and Fate Famous though not Fortunate He wish'd them to the High-lands get For Deserts still were a retreat A Sanctuary Coop and Pen As well to Great as Holy Men. The GOLDEN FLEECE gives him the Prince Worn by so many PHILIPS since Near their Great Hearts And by the Fourth Who writes the first of all in worth His Cheeks with Tears FINEO drowns Because his fair MEDEA frowns For hopeless Love is so unwise To make it self Fetters of Ice The second Pilgrim
Was I drunk To raise that scandal on my self Thou Trunk Thou Pomontory thou deluge of flesh Some Errant Knight with a white face shall thresh Thee out I vow and not one whole Bone leave thee With glittering Morglay For the gentle slit Over the Nose would never Gyant fit Gy. 1. Out Worm Gen. Great Porter Gyant is no more Answer Gy. 1. Th' art troublesome Upon what score Wert thou a Knight I would but with this Mace I 'l come and purge you All out of the place Fel. Must I hear this and purse up the disgrace Rude saucy arrogant Gy. 1. 'T were good in troth If Gyants should take notice of such froth Exit Fel. Knock knock a thousand times for I am Rif. What Orlando Furioso Fel. A new HERCULES To break in fitters these enchanted Gates But what 's Claridiana unto ME Whether the wonder of the Earth she be Or Envy of the Heav'n Away away My Soul crys shame on me for this delay Gen. Sir though Love spur you and your heart say no Sleep rest repose a little since you go So tyr'd Do more for Nations whose Lives sheath Themselves in yours than for one Picture Breath Enjoy this cool cessation of the Sun The gentle April's greenest Mansion Rif. This flowry Wood so well describ'd enjoy Thy love goes too if thou thy life destroy Gen. Sit by this silver-fed and murmuring Rif. Means he by that a COURTIER or a Spring Gen. I go to see the Palfreys do not move From the King Rifaloro Rif. Of this Grove Exit General I am the sleepy Burgess Sleep'st not thou Fel. Ill custom this of sleeping a dull badge Of humane frailty Thief of love and life Rif. Has the world such a pastime as dear Sleep O folly of transcendent gust to wink And for some certain time of nothing think But if I were a King I 'd never lay My lids together to reign night and day Fel. If sleep invade me strongly That may sever My life some minutes from me my love never But 't is impossible to sleep we know Extended on the Rack If that be so Takes out the Picture 〈◊〉 Larum come thou forth Eloquent Mute For whom high Heav'n and Earth commence a Suit Of Angel-woman fair Hermaphrodite The Moon 's extinguisher the Moon-days night How could so small a Sphear hold so much day O sleep now now thou conquer'st me But stay That part thou conquer'st I 'l not own for mine Tempest I seek not calm If the days thine Thou quell'st my body my Love still is whole I give thee all of that which is not Soul And since in Lodgings from the Street Love lies Do thou and spare not quarter in my Eyes A while I harb'ring so unwelcome Guest As Men obey thy Brother Death's arrest Not as a Lover but a MORTAL He falls a sleep with the Picture in his hand Rif. He 's faln a sleep so soon What frailty is More like a Husband then a Lover this If Lovers take such sleeps what shall I take Whom pangs of Love nor Honour's Trumpets wake Rifaloro falls asleep Enter Zelidaura like a Huntress with a Bow and Quiver Zel. Solitude of Friends the best And the best 〈◊〉 Mother of Truths and brought at least Every day to bed of one In this flow'ry Mansion I contemplate how the Rose Stands upon thorns how quickly goes The dismaying Iesamine Only the 〈◊〉 which is divine No decay of Beauty knows The world is beauty's Mirrour Flow'rs In their first virgin-purity Flat'rers both of the Nose and Eye To be cropt by Paramours Is their best of Destiny And those nice darlings of the Land Which seem'd Heav'ns painted bow to scorn And bloom'd the envy of the morn Are the gay trophy of a hand We that are Queens in stile and power Serve but to take up a Man's Game Into his hands to put the same Who may neglect us the next hour She on whom greatness Heav'n doth showre If she the Main is or the By The means of knowing is debarr'd Therefore my CROWN I would discard Because it lets me not descry Whether my FORTUNE' 's lov'd or I I am not foul nor very proud Yet out of measure jealous grown Least Suitors who my Pallace croud Are come a woing to my Throne But as in vain with rueful tone The am'rous Birds in flow'ry Vales Tell the fair Morn a thousand Tales In vain do me these Lovers haunt Little Twat'lers ignorant Importuning Nightingales With shooting I 'll divert me Rifaloro talks in his sleep at which Zelidaura startles and turning spies Felisbravo Rif. Rare sops Zel. I hear a Man A Knight there lies Who in a Picture eyes the vaunted spoil Of some Court Beauty whom he will beguile Holds in his hand the Idol of his eyes She draws nearer him He sleeps she loves him by this light For Men if handled with disdain Cannot sleep they 're in such pain But if once they 're lov'd good night SLEEP and LOVE are two blind Gods That have always liv'd at odds Therefore th' Man that sleep is taking Little cares for him who 's waking Lullaby'd in FAVOURS lap No wonder this should take a nap Bless me She loves him past all bound His sleep could not be else so sound He her for ends I lay my life Those compast his flame dyes Sure he consider'd her his WIFE For she hath clos'd his Eyes O that her self had napping catch'd Her Knight that she might weep To see the much for him sh' has watch'd Rewarded with a sleep That she with rage might understand In Men that Truth most prize How soon a favour in their hand Is less'ning in their eyes She draws yet nearer LOVER because ungrateful's worse I say not foolish Lover Thou shouldst have put it in a purse The disesteem to cover I 'l take it from him Let him wake As rightly serv'd as inly madded Fond Ship-wreck of a Bliss to make Which he despis'd because he had it Takes the Picture from him Lady thou art reveng'd by me Without thee let him ' bide Who being in thy company Could take himself aside Whom favour made to face about Who neither loves thee nor did keep Looks upon the Picture But what is this without all doubt I dream if he 's asleep I feel a hidden hand distil A poyson flow into my will My Organs in their places stand T is I unhappy Beauty I limn'd And in a Poltroons hand That sleeps upon his duty Where 's the due reverence to my state Heavens What is this face become I pocketted And by a Mate That uses me for Opium The Root of Womans Pedegree Makes me fear my self his Bride Because my self I taken see Whil'st he sleepeth from his side I should love him by ONE Token That his sleeps are so unbroken But he wrongs me I 'm sure by two Pictur'd and neglected too To know who 't is more fear in me Then Curiosity doth move For little is his Quality If 't is not
you account Is one Woman to subdue But upon an Audit true It will not to so much amount LOVERS are HEROICAL When they sigh and when they weep When before our Feet they fall When they stand in studies deep MANHOOD I despise not This And justly all the WORLD approve But show what kind of Manhood 't is Which conquers in the Wars of LOVE And the great odds if Thou regard Betwixt MY SELF and this dire Spell To vanquish It Thou found'st it hard But Me it is impossibel Aside Fel. RESPECT may to this Dame be shown Though MISTRESSE I another call For though the Heart can lodge but one CIVILITY hath Room for all To Her aloud CLARIDIANA Theam of FAME I am a Man would blush my Flame Should own an Object but the most Accomplisht one the WORLD can boast And know my Spirit is so high That at less Game it scorns to flye Then where the greatest difficulties lye This which my lucky SWORD hath lately reapt Was not the Victory I did design Whose Valour for a SHIELD is kept To bear the brunt of scorns divine Over strong Spells to be victorious Guilds I must confess a name But to submit unto a DAME This to me seems much more glorious For there my valour takes my part My strength and my good Sword befriend me But in this War I have no heart No steel Brest-plate can defend me If first the Foe 's invincible And I betray'd by my own fear T' o'recome how is it possible Where arms against my self I bear In the glorying of my Love I abide no Competition Nor in the cause whence it doth move Nor of the pain in the fruition Yet so great Love my grief exceeds And this grief likewise owns a chief For a lost Lady my Heart bleeds But 't will not break and that 's my grief Aside Cla. Equally witty and discreet He covers but not hides his Flame Holds his Game so that I may see 't Yet I 'll not seem to see his Game To him With what end lov'st thou Fel. With what end My Love is the perpetual moving No end in loving I pretend No end will ever make of loving Love is of Love the only scope Love scorneth to be mercenary You find not such a word as Hope In all the Lovers Dictionary Nay LOVE alone doth scandal me For the silent'st and most wise From sights from peeping is not free Out at the casements of the EYES See 't will now and now 't will hear And the least of joy it gits Whether at the Eye or Ear Puts it clean beside the wits First know I have a Misteriss Then that to her true Faith I bear And where Faith once through kindled is Superfluous are the SENSES there Cla. Hop'st thou nothing Fel. Nothing I. Either hope or yet desire Yes I do to live and dye In this elemental fire She in her self is proof 'gainst all Then for me to aim at her Were to add a Brazen Wall So successless is my Star Nor so alone in things of Love But my Life over and above Because on her it doth depend I have no power to make it end And the full Case to understand My Life and Death because in fine Love hath put them in her hand Both are therefore out of mine Aside Cla. From the mark I shot not wide When him of folly I did quit For the sharp SWORD that arms his side Hath much to envy in his WIT. 'T is not against Majesty His discretion to approve Nor if his good parts I spy Must it presently be love His goodly shape his flowing meen His talk and what his valour wrought May claim attention from a QUEEN Yet ne're sink deeper in her thought A leaning KNIGHT I do confess Enter Zelidaura and Roselinda in the habit of Shepherdesses their Faces muffled with silver Scarfs Zel. In this Countrey-tone and dress Disguised rudely safe we are Ros. Man-like bent to feats of War Of a Woman's left in thee Only Curiositie What boots it thee to understand Who a Man is Zel. What doth't boot When I my picture found in 's hand And now may opportunely do 't To Felisbravo Cla. Lies your happiness in this To overcome the other Knight Fel. Madam all my life and bliss Cla. In the name of MARS then fight Aside Who grant say I thou maist subdue Zelidaura spies them together Zel. Bless me who is this I see Is it 'T is not Ah! 't is HE With CLARIDIANA too O Sigh base brat not of the Royal Mind With which I 'm lin'd But of this Clown 's false cover I have drawn over What matters it Much the contempt In Love The least misprission doth High Treason prove This hath a tang of Iealousie I disorder'd Plaintiff I Should any thing the Heav'ns beneath Make me a mean complaint to breath I resentments I in wroth I concern'd in breach of Troth I who to make fond LOVE depart Hung padlocks on my Eyes and Heart Though in this war I feel beginning I doubt not in the end of winning The victory one moments wasting This way I pay with blushes everlasting CLARIDORO scorn'd and curb'd Not for neglect but too much Love Am I asleep to one I have disturb'd Doth one that sleeps at me my Larum prove Odd figaries hath this CUPID Strangely kill'd and strangely born If kindness make him dull and stupid And if that he be rows'd with scorn But what have I to do with LOVE And the frailer WOMAN'S LAW Cla. Women are there in this grove Then 't is time that I withdraw Aside Fel. 'T was for manners I forbore To take leave of her before Ah! ZELIDAURA Mistress fair No joy is but where you are Aside Cla. Of Valour thou maist justly boast That conquer'st wheresoe're thou go'st Claridiana goes away by degrees casting looks back at him Zel. So is split in twain a RIVER And the streams bound sev'ral ways In a kind of am'rous maze Back at one another gaze As this melting Couple sever Cla. Inclination not so fast For from me one gracious look Speaks more in that diminutive book Then other Women in a VOLUME vast From me then LOVE enough is wrung For where HONOUR tyes the tongue She who doth a Suppliant hear Makes him answer with her Ear. To Him Knight to overcome endeavour Fel. Lady I shall do 't or dye Aside Cla. Disinchanted more than ever Re-inchanted now am I. Exit Claridiana Zel. Just there where I did point thee stay But come if any bend this way Ros. Alone you 'll be if I am gone Zel. By my self is not alone Ros. True The Man doth still remain Zel. Then I am alone again Exit Roselind I 'll see whether his wit keep pace With his valour garb and face Fel. What a spanking LABRADORA Zel. Yow th'unkent Knight Godyegudmora Fel. The Time of day thou dost mistake Zel. And joy Fel. Of what Zel. That I discover By a sure sign yow are awake Fel. Awake the
Aside What new Disease I cannot tell This disinchanted Queen is wond'rous kind Or wond'rous grateful Thought thou 'rt not my Friend To her Train Leave me thou too we would be left Ros. A weight Hangs there and if that Heart beneath it bend Believe me it must needs be great Exit Train Zel. What tyrannous resentments move Such monstrous billows in my brest Iealous am I before I love And before I fear opprest If CLARIDIANE is Queen Of Araby what makes she here Is it to see only unseen That much unlikely doth appear If for the Love she bears the Stranger ill Did he to leave her though worth spurr'd him on But if he reign'd as King in her good will She did as good as bid him get him gone Fool Fool to be concerned so In wrongs her Beauty doth sustain When all the pity I can show Is not enough for my own pain Flor. Approach what fear'st thou Cla. Strange confusion Whom see I Zel. Yes I know that Face Claridiana knows Zelidaura when she sees her and Zelidaura knows her And that gate too Cla. 'T is no delusion She whom I saw in a course case Was ZELIDAURA Zel. My suspition's true The wrong'd CLARIDIANA doth pursue The Stranger whom she loves Down flames Cla. Troy's ours My name but sounded brings me all her Pow'rs To Zelidaura Couragious Queen bright honour of thy kind At these tryumphant Feet thy Slave 's inclin'd Falls at her Feet Zel. Rise and inform us what thou art Cla. I am Fam'd ZELIDAURA an Arabian Knight Who beg thee drown'd with pity in the name Of my dread Mistress brought into sad plight By Rebels If thou art the blew-ey'd Maid Who is the Deity of War Aid Aid Injur'd CLARIDIANA Zel. Part well plaid Aside Cla. In her dear Countrey in her Throne replant CLARIDIANA then thou shalt not want New DECADES to thy Story and give Fame Who loves to sing thy Praises a large Theam Arm let thy valour freeze th' Usurper's veins Nor let thy hand kill less than thy disdains Thy Beauties in their dazeled faces shine And teach thy Sword to conquer though 't is thine On Spanish Gennet hang 'twixt Earth and Air Nor MARS but SOL be now the God of War To Cowards and to Valiant fatal prove Making those dye for fear as these for love Aside Zel. In flatt'ries wrapt her purpose close she bears How well they 're call'd the poison of the Ears Another now thus jealous would be thought In love but I 'm not guilty of that fault Yet here are sighs would make me think I were And never lye did so like truth appear I 'll answer coldly till I know if War Be in her land or love do make 't on her If Treason drave her thence without delay My conqu'ring Flags I in her Cause display But if a frantick Lover she pursue The gallant STRANGER I will make her rue She e're came hither and upon them both Though I should dye for 't wreak my burning wroth Cla. What is your answer Zel. Is there did'st thou say Such a Rebellion in ARABIA Cla. Madam there is Zel. And did that Queen send thee To make request for succours unto Me Cla. 'T is very certain Zel. And as certain this That she doth hope them from me Cla. Madam ' t is Zel. And for my Answer wert thou bid to stay Cla. Madam I was Zel. LA REINE SAUISERA Exit very stately Cla. How 's this An Answer how unlike her Fame Are these the Actions that cry up her Name Is this that they call Manly This to be Invincible What an Indignitie Upon how slight an Errand FAME will go And how it gathers like a Ball of Snow When I suppos'd her Valour would burst out And sow with Squadrons all my fields about To reap for our two heads a twofold CROWN Of Gold for mine of Laurel for her own When the two sweetest things EARTH can afford I made account to owe unto her Sword Revenge and Empire paying me in brief The common Wages of a light belief She answers neither brave nor pitiful Nor courteous but pitifully dull SHE 'LL THINK OF IT And if her Bowels yearn'd Not now will she with thinking be concern'd What shall I do Flor. Sue to some King and chuse Him such a King as you did most abuse If you obliged ANY heretofore Take heed of him upon that very score How well your Entertainment she doth quit Cla. Her rustick weed bely'd not her Soul yet THE WORST OF FOES ARE THANKLESS FRIENDS for those One ne're did good to are at worst cheap Foes Ingratitude is cruel Seek I must I see to my wise Father though unjust Ah ZELIDAURA thou hast a Man's Heart Because untouch'd with sense of Woman's smart Exeunt Enter Claridoro with his Armin a Scarf Claro From this deep Vale with horrour crown'd Whose bottom not the Stars can sound I breath up sighs no less profound Where if hard trees and harder stones Hear my moans Never again Will I to cruel Womankind complain Silence not still respect implies For he from whom when rack'd he lies Nothing is wrung Slights his Tormentor whilst he holds his tongue What need of silence hath respect It looks to me as if the Flame Were held a shame Which all the Care is how not to detect Here here let me let loose my groans Let the great Bell out be rung Here safely all my LOVE at once Unload thy self into my tongue If she should overhear it Crime 'twere none Faith is alive but hope is dead and gone If our Predecessors Passions Had been regulated thus BEAUTIES new Fortifications Had not been rais'd against us For who could take a just offence At an humble Patience At a true Hearts silent aking Or ev'n a suit presented quaking ZELIDAURA Star divine That dost in highest Orb of Beauty shine Pardon'd Murd'ress by that Heart It self which thou dost kill and coveted smart Though my walk so distant lyes From the Sun-shine of thine Eyes Into sullen shaddows hurl'd To lye here buried to the World 'T is the least reason of my moan That so much Earth is 'twixt us thrown 'T is absence of another kind Grieves me For where y' are present too LOVE'S Geometry doth find I have ten thousand Miles to you 'T is not absence to be far But to abhor is to absent To those who in disfavour are Sight it self is Banishment But I love thee with all my heart Whom therefore thou canst never fly Since in whatever place thou art Th' art present to my Fantasie As th' Optick 's turn'd the Object comes and goes DISDAIN no presence LOVE no absence knows Custom of Ills is poor relief It only stands on the defence The faint Compounder of a Grief After the first violence Nor hath that place in a new Wound And my Wound is ever new And ev'ry day is more profound And ev'ry moment festers too Only one Woe for 't were a Crime I never can be guilty of
To love her less than at this time Or not to love only to love Nor would I quench the fire in which I dye To be the light of any other Eye Enter Zelidaura in a Rustick Habit. Zel. The wounded Knight I come to see Let no one stop me Is that he Claro Who is so out of fashion as to look Upon a Man whom Fortune hath forsook What a sparkling Shepherdess Here may be more than I yet guess Zel. Ay me 'T is CLARIDORO This. Claro Through her disguise how fair she is 'T is ZELIDAURA for my sight Hath found her out by her own light But 't is a Happiness and I In that may ev'n mistrust my Eye Possible in nature is it That to me can be this visit Or so beside my self am I To think ought mine that is Felicity Zel. He knows me but I 'll face him down I am not I But he is such a Clown He 'll not believe me should I swear it Aside Claro Why might not my immortal passion merit And force thus much from Her It might do so If I were not a Man made sure to Woe Nor would it the first glorious tryumph prove O're scornful Beauty by submissive Love Though I do mainly doubt it and should say 'T were a great wonder were it true I 'll pay My truth her wages with believing 'tis And so deceive my self into a Bliss Addresses himself to her SHEPHERDESSE whose Sheep-Walks reach From CHINA'S WALL to the MUSCOVIAN BEACH Who to a thousand Flocks do'st look And rul'st them with a Golden Hook Whom Title Beauty Wit combine To render in all points divine Humane only toward me Nor that till thou these hurts didst see As if to dye that I had need By other hand than thine to bleed Such pity ZELIDAURA keep For all these Wounds I long may live A Foe 's Weapon cuts not deep Pity that a Friend doth give For this high Grace thou now bestow'st Aside Zel. Were 't meant I see it were not lost But yes It were an Ill-plac'd Boon On one that can believe 't so soon To Him Where 's any ZELIDAURA here Dost thou a simple Body jeer 'T is well Claro You over act it ZELIDAURA Zel. ZELIDAURE not me I LAURA Am the Daughter of thine Host. Thou little Zelidaura know'st A Majesty so proud so grave To come and visit thee do'st rave With me thou double-wrong'st her GRACE In her Discretion and her Face I 'm pitifull a little much at home To see thee hurt on these two scores I come Claro Thou art my Health when Health's away And of my Hopes the only stay Zel. Thou 'rt of the Sect of HOPERS than Claro Fair ZELIDAURA if you can In this sweet truth or errour dye let me Zel. Either I am not or will not be she Claro Goddess of snow fair Copy of the Sun Ecclipsing this and making that look dun Whose piercing sight predominant in Souls Two Globes of Light two Sphears of Beauty rowls 'Bout which ten thousand flutt'ring CUPIDS swarm And sindge those wings they there presum'd to warm Whom with one gracious smile if thou requite Thou kill'st with Life and strik'st them blind with Light Thou from whom arm'd with steel and love are sent Thy Billets into every ELEMENT Inraged rending and ADORNING Fair The Earth with Stars with Cannon-shot the Air. The WOODS from which all other Sun is shut With Lilly Hand with odoriferous foot Speeding unerring Shafts recruiting Bow'rs Thou robb'st of Beasts and pay'st again in Flowers Celestial ZELIDAURA fair Comptrol Of all that share an understanding Soul For 't is the least of Praise thy Beauty boasts To trample outward force and vanquish'd Hoasts Though 't was the dream of one that ill did rest To fancy gentle pity in thy Brest The wrack of Hearts and temple of a Saint Whose Walls can boast not one reliev'd Complaint It was a vanity my LOVE brought forth When I consider'd that and not thy worth Nor dare I so much wrong that noble Passion To think it might not merit a Compassion Though not return Yet Bliss on any score Which knock'd at mine it seems mistook the dore For when THOU com'st and then THAT comes to ME BLISSE is not Bliss nor ZELIDAURA She. I know thee not let not thy choler rise For I believe THEE more than my own EYES Zel. Alack alack much loss of Blood Hath turn'd his Brain and makes him wood Claro O LOVE thou well maist be call'd blind The happier Stranger came she not to find O Heav'ns with this suspition I do pass To be envious and base But if blind LOVE made me conceit Fondly of her as to me Stranger the wonder 's not so great If I think meanly of her as to thee Here me LAURA Zel. Now 't's too late Poor Soul thou talk'st at a strange rate Besides I do not like thee half so well Since I perceive thy thoughts so vastly swell Exit Zelidaura flying away from him Claro Why ungrateful fly'st thou me And seek'st my Rival Was disdain O HEAV'NS too little without JEALOUSIE Envy was 't not sufficient to complain Kill'd with anothers Happiness Suffic'd not for a WRETCH his own distress I took anothers Bliss for mine A wise Conceit That harms themselves cannot my Wits refine That from my ill that good I could not get That I should not be able To make some use of being miserable My Soul shall follow thee Too fleet for me For from my Soul I 'm sure thou canst not go And I know all the paths that lead to Woe O Life with Sorrows rife Only to Misery thou art a Life Exit Enter Felisbravo with his Arm in a Scarf Fel. Lash'd by the Winds the OCEAN raves and craves To be a Star and not an Element The WINDS cry FREEDOM from their horrid Caves Not clogs of Mountains can their scape prevent The MOUNTAINS crack the crouded Air upheaves The Pillars of the Rocking FIRMAMENT For none to that which smart or loss receives Forbids a sigh a tear or a lament I only a dead mark of Fortune's spight Stand on the highest pinacle of Grief Firm as a Diamond silent as Night O Smart well disciplin'd without Relief For a poor LOVER to support his woe So much a sorrow doth to custom owe. Immortal doubtless is the thing Which me doth pain And that again Which doth eternally remain From a Celestial Cause must spring My Soul is short as unto Me 'T is Epigram But Madam to the World I came Eternal as to loving Thee For unto thee all Soul I am The greater torment I sustain The less I wou'd My days conclude For dying to be out of pain Is the Cowards fortitude Grant I should my pain to cure Suffer Smart Break Thee HEART Can I another Heart procure To love with when thou broken art But little skill in love thou hast Who e're thou art that think'st or Bliss Or Valour is In dying for 't since Life once past Neither
LOVE nor his PANGS last Therefore would I alive remain 'Cause dead impossible 't would prove To obtain Either more Love to cause sweet pain Or more time in which to love I do not with presumptuous Heart Value my self on FORTUNES Frown He that 's o'rethrown For want of taking his own part Gets no Honour by being down The Man that merits not good Fortune If he complain Is not in vain Complain'd of For in due misfortune To murmur is t' offend again I hold it for a wither'd Bays For which I nothing have to show But that proud Fortune is my Foe A poor it is and heartless praise Which to my misery I owe. Heav'nly ZELIDAURA I Am my own Confusion And blame not thee my Misery Being ow'd unto my self alone From others pity I could ne're Extract a Bliss nor fit Imagin it That others should the sorrow bear When I the folly did commit In thy regard alive or dead I cannot be Comforted For whil'st I live thou 'rt lost to me And dead I lose the loving thee When shall these Eyes behold the light For which I Languishing dye When But what needs corporeal sight LOVE can see without an Eye That I a Persian should Adore the SUN Is no wonder But in some Pool 't is safest done Or when a Cloud 't is under For my best SUN if Thee I should see 'T would scorch me with the heat 't would blind me with the Ray Unless as thee I once survay'd 'T were in thy Picture 's cooler shade Or thus by strength of fancy when ev'n that 's away Stands or lyes down with his Eyes fixt towards the door as upon the dear object Enter Zelidaura in the Habit of a Shepherdess Zel. The Patient stays in pain make room A goodyer take you let me come To Him Will your Worship be drest now Fel. The Chyrurgioness art thou Zel. Yes and might be too the wound Fel. Thou might'st indeed For the most sound If with this object he did meet Might dye of a Disease that 's sweet Zel. Art smit Fel. Not I. I 'm prepossest Zel. But a new outeth an old guest He looks upon her amazedly What do yow gape at Fel. If eternally I do not sleep nor All INCHANTMENT be Which I do lay my Eyes upon This Face I 've seen with wonder in another place She 's like the SUN in all save that the Sun Is sole but ZELIDAURA is not One. Did Nature dote so on her pieces worth As to give sundry Copies of it forth Or which no less upon my wonder calls Hath that one Picture four Originals Zel. Now his Brain works like Wax and his five Wits Relapse into their Apoplectick Fits I am resolved I will know his Name Having already broke the Ice of shame What so becalms thee Grievous is the wound Fel. Not now that of my Body Zel. More profound That of thy Soul is thou inferr'st Take heed Of Sleep for that will make it inward bleed And the Man 's giv'n to Sleeping Fel. I shall dye If but of wonder Zel. Where doth thy pain lye Fel. Just at my Heart INCHANTMENTS are the Cause And absence of a Queen that gives it Laws Zel. Peace I would be contented to know less Fel. 'T is she or else her Shadow SHEPHERDESS Come hither have I seen thee before now Zel. Can I tell what thy Eyes have seen Fel. Hast thou Been ever in ARABIA happily Aside Zel. Once but no Happy ARABY to Me. To Him How curious to know all I ne're was out Of these sweet fields Fel. And therefore past all doubt They are so sweet And how art thou call'd Zel. LAURA Coridon's Daughter Fel. Know'st thou ZELIDAURA I fear a new Intrigue Seen thee hath she Zel. Tell me thy Name and here I promise thee A Secret which may fully recompence A Courtesie of greater consequence For to this Graunge comes ZELIDAURA oft And these dumb flow'rs these murmuring springs this soft Consort of Nightingales this Garden Wall Those circumjacent fields LAURA and all Are witness to a pain she doth deplore But till thou have oblig'd me first no more Fel. O jealousie and was not Love enough Jealous so soon Am I such catching stuff Zel. If it import thee to know more of this Say what thou art and why thy coming is Aside Fel. Forgive me Modesty it doth behove I lay thee by to seek not Praise but Love To Her Friend have your Wish Zel. Begin not with Attend. Fel. Nor with O yes Zel. You have a merry Frend. Fel. A King hath PERSIA FELISBRAVO hight High Envy of the GODS MANKINDS delight His birth-day a few Mays have mark'd with Flowers The same join'd with the drops of April show'res Summe up his virtues As in LOGARISM Nine figuâ—es makes of numbers an Abysm So a few Springs as he hath order'd it Have multiply'd his Years to Infinit Who though not full eight thousand mornings strong He that now wrote his Life would find it long His Body and his Soul are so well met That the best Gem hath the best Cabinet A Veil of Love his Majesty doth shroud Which yet is so seen through that the most proud Tread upon fears and hear their faults aloud He walks through the wide Fields of History North-Star of Kings to steer a true Course by And for their Faults a GLASSE that will not lye His Hand is of two Natures It doth hold STEEL that is clapt into it le ts go GOLD Yet strong submission wrests there out the Sword And frank of Deeds he 's niggard of his Word Lest bashful Bounty make him say the thing Which will not hold For that 's unlike a KING Le ts no base whispers misinform his Youth Nor thinks it thrift on Trust to take up Truth Vice he hath none nor any Age hath seen Amongst so many Flow'rs so little green He looks on BEAUTY pleas'd and passes on A FREE PRINCE still ev'n where she plants her Throne The light thereof he takes the Fire he doth Reject A temperate and a glorious YOUTH Till some just War shall wake his sleeping Sword And splendid Theams to Tongues and Pens afford He follows peaceful War breaks truce with Beasts Sloth Foe to All but most to Royal Breasts The second SOL without his radiant Hair He sacks the Woods dispeoples the wide Ayr The first ADONE without his VENUS Groves He doth adorn and peoples those with Loves This Prince felt never never he LOVE'S smart Nor his most Golden Shaft durst wound his Heart Until a Captive did in Persia thunder Such Praises of a PRINCESSE the Worlds Wonder As stunn'd his senses set his Heart at Bay 'Twixt trembling boldness and 'twixt bold dismay Of Wounds less mortal dy'd the Royal Slave Who ZELIDAURA'S Picture to him gave Mute Circle of two Suns Th' inamour'd King Whil'st he impatient settles ev'ry thing In order to come after that his Realm Lament not his short abscence from the Helm Commands my Journey to Tartaria poast
deeds to boast Thee for their Author Leave fam'd Prince soft thoughts Leave CUPID'S vain Caresses and tame faults Of Idleness thy Damask Blade unsheath In Rest couch Ash on which when North Winds breath It bends a Twig but now more stubborn Wâ—od Shew's Beak of Steel made drunk with Crimson Flood Arm'd let the Field behold thee and make blush The shoulders of thy digg'd Bucephalus With Foamed Spurs In thee APOLLO bright Be dy'd with Blood Red Mars be guilt with Light My Truncheon weild with that victorious Hand Two Phoenixes shall then the ARABS Land As to immortal as to glorious have But as to valiant only FELISBRAVE Aside Fel. LOVE and HONOUR pull two ways And I stand doubtful which to take To Arabia Honour says Love says no thy stay here make HONOUR like to lose the day Pity throws into her scale LOVE Gratitude in his doth lay Fearing else not to prevail Fair ZELIDAURA shall I flee Just now when in her Grace I stand One of those happy Fools to be Who prize no bird that 's in the hand Aside So your less Fool a Child too cryes For a rich Gem which got the Boy Runs after something else he spies And leaves his Iewel for a toy Deaf then to loud Musick of MARS To his spread Flags let me be blind I 'm summon'd here to higher Wars And those are cruel these are kind To wrong'd Claridiana than Discourteous Coward shall I prove Knowing my Heart as I do can Dare I to it such baseness move Not by Courtship not on Doâ—n Is acquir'd sublime Renoun But Prowess indefatigable Scales Alpes and ploughs up Seas unstable Cla. How long he doth debate it in his Brest Slow comes Relief where little Love doth rest Aside still Fel. Pardon me Zelidaure this way I take And which is more I leave thee for thy sake For of thy Lover none deserves the Name Who will not succour a Distressed Dame Stand me Arabia If I gain the day The Spoils at ZELIDAURA'S Feet I 'll lay Enter General Gen. Leave FELISBRAVO leave the vain Alarms Of a false HONOUR and LOVE'S vaines Charms These pull proud PONTUS on thy trembling Relm Ev'n Courage fears the Pilot from the Helm Hast home 'T is brav'ry past my skill t' admire To quench another's house thine own on fire Once let not appetite prevail not still The worst be chose and Reason stoop to Will Waste not thy years in Love or cruel Ruth And weed betimes ev'n Flow'rs that choak thy Youth Return to PERSIA leave Romancing leave Disnerving Loves and all that may deceive The Harvest of so fair a Spring The Birth Of Kings is to be Patterns to the Earth Not blotting-papers but to write fair by Nor pleasures Slaves or tryumphs of an Eye Cla. This seems a trick Heav'ns That a Man should dare To forfeit his good Manners to my Pray'r Fel. GEN'RAL well urg'd But first I 'll pay two scores One here another where my Soul adores To Her CLARIDIANA comfort thy soft Brest Heroick Minds are try'd when they are prest List me thy Captain or thy Souldier Come Live thou though I dye here and lose at home Gen. Bright Persian Prince The WORLD will hang the Temple of thy worth With all the Vows OPPRESSION shall rack forth T' ARABIA then thy look will conquer there And thy Fame strike the Pontick King with Fear Aside Fel. Good Courtier but ill Lover now am I I know it but I know no Remedy Aside Cla. I carry thee to War against my Land Against my Heart to War too underhand Exeunt Enter Zelidaura 'T is not the Persian FELISBRAVE He would have follow'd And if FAME With a true Mouth his Worth proclaim HE if he lov'd my Love might have For he that will my Hand deserve Must in a constant Soul comprize The understanding of the Wise. The diligence of those that serve Perfections of a KING discover And the tremblings of a Lover Enter Claridoro habited like a Countrey Gentleman Claro For the Queen now To Court to call me is no pleasure To one who wisely minds the Plow And rowls in Leisure Sweet Solitude still Mirth that fear'st no wrong Because thou doest none Morning all day long Truth 's Sanctuary Innocency's Spring Invention's Limbeck Contemplation's Wing Peace of my Soul which I too late pursude That know'st not the Worlds vain Inquietude Where Friends the Thieves of Time let us alone Whole days and a Mans Hours are all his own Happy art thou that unsupplanted plantest Nor seest in COURT which to thy Harm thou hantest Th' undoing Truth of rigid Honesty The profitable Lye of Flattery The sweet Disease of Hope the Potion And bitter Health of Undeception Turns to her Madam your pleasure for in haste A Servant call'd me to wait on Your Highness Zel. Diligence goes fast As for haste else there was none The wounded Stranger is he gone Claro Just now Zel. I ask'd that which I grieve to know Aside Went he Cur'd fully Claro Truly No He stumbled o're his Health because a Woman In a Mans Habilliment Invited by his Fame did summon Him to some Action and with Her he went Zel. With a Woman Caro. Yes and one Whose spriteliness whose Beauty's Rays Whose every way perfection I never to the worth can praise And the valiant FELISBRAVE For so she call'd him went with her So contented brisk and brave Zel. Peace It is too much to hear Treason against Love nay High Treason Together did they go Claro Together Zel. Now you lye you lye But ah 't is true because it grieves me so Bid them that Fellow hither bring I caus'd be seiz'd on Claro What means this But Duty says know not the thing Which hidden by thy Sov'raign is Exit Zel. A Man denies to me his Name Leaves me and for another Dame And have I yet so much good nature As to complain of such a Creature Go thou cruel Man to me Hope not I 'll my self deplore Upon thy score For to form Complaints of Thee Were to make my favours more If the meer thinking thou wert lov'd To remove Thee could move Well thou might'st have not remov'd For thou wert not yet belov'd If my Will inclin'd a little Well that deserv'd thy hope to swell CONFIDENCE well Well thy Vanity to tickle But it not deserv'd thee fickle Thy thus for getting doth confess Thou held'st the victory secure Thy Tryumph sure For whil'st you live a Happiness Is Mother of Forgetfulness O froward Stars What I betray'd How can I suffer such a strange And sudden change That I whom LOVE fear'd to invade Object should of SCORN be made Ignoble Knight Lover unkind Inconstant as the Wind If she thy Love requite In mid'st of Ioyes be sterv'd And let unhappiness be once deserv'd Art thou a PRINCE Fame lies Plain dealing is for Majesties A Prince will falshood flye If but because it argues fear to Lye Seem only wise in that Thou be unfortunate Earn neither Brass
be so Albida demanded of Darinel the cause of those Lamentations but he was as ignorant thereof as her self In the mean time the howling went on and the compassionate Albida had a longing desire to set Anastarax at liberty She heard a voice which singing animated her pity she read an Inscription and that incited it likewise she followed the Ecchoes of the Complaints and advising Lurcano as a Friend to Cure himself with loving some other Beauty taking him it should seem for a Man she had the daring to undertake that which appeared so difficult Lurcano endevoured to stay her and not being able follow'd her to get first to the danger And making hast to outstrip her a flying Dragon opposeth his passage who carryed between his Wings Florisbella represented by the Lady Anxa Manrique with whom he admiring her Beauty and to verifie the Prognostication of Albida falls presently in Love endevouring to arrest her Perfections by the force of Sighs and Prayers he made Love to her most in feeling language the Dragon flew away and the disdainful Nymph would not leave him so much as a presumption that she had heard his Addresses Lurcano remain'd in amorous Doubts sometimes he thought himself asleep sometimes inchanted he found in her more Marks of a Goddess than of a Nymph he thought his Love much for so short a view little for so beautiful an Object The Pen of the Author left me no gallant thing unsaid in these Verses and the Lady Franscisca pronouncing them added of her own a Spirit the perfection of Poetry this being one of the most admired Strains in the whole Festival A Quire of Musick bid him not despair for that he should sometime and that soon behold her again He demanded Aid of Love in so doubtful an occasion and in so soveraign a devotement when on the top of the Theatre a Balcone open'd it self in which at the Sounds of many Instruments appeared the Nymph Arethusa represented by the Lady Mary Gusman this second Habit much surpassing the former Clad in a Carnation Petticoat laid thick with flat Pease and Embroideries of Pearl and Silver and a deep Kirtle after the Mode of France with Gathers of Cloth of Silver Carnation wrought with little Snails or Periwincles of Silver as it were creeping up from the bottom to the top and half Sleeves of Needle-work lin'd with Cloth of Silver White and Ermins a flying Mantle Carnation and Silver with Roses of Diamonds and a Bunch of Plumes Carnation and White a Bough of Laurel and Mirtle she carried in her hand saying that she came sent from the Goddess Venus to disperse the Cloud which involved so great Lovers she bade Lurcano be of good Courage since Anastarax himself was now coming out of the Hell of Love This Scene was accompanied with great Harmony and from the midst of the flames which were made with various splendour not causing horrour but delight came forth Anastarax handed by Albida whom Arethusa thank'd for her valour and Anastarax for his deliverance Then the different Quires of Musick joyning forth came the Goddess of Beauty with Niquea Amadis and all the Nymphs and Anastarax begg'd pardon of Niquea for his presumptuous Love and she pardon'd him The Goddess of Beauty gave to Amadis the name of the most refined Servant and valiant Knight in the whole World loving without design conquering without reward and Amadis with that of being acknowledged so perfect a Lover rested fully satisfied Florisbella came forth to whom Lurcaro fell down upon his Knees and begg'd in recompense of all his Love she would not look upon it as an injury being the most courteous affront that could be offer'd to Beauty Arethusa celebrated the great Mercy extended by one Sex the great Love made good by the other she gave to Niquea the joy of her disinchantment and to the Goddess the Glory of the Festival She commanded that with Musick and Dances should be celebrated the Liberty of the Princess of the Beauty of the Goddess and so with a great Harmony of all the Instruments at once they went out concluding the Representation in which being the last the Lady Mary Gusman carried the first Praise All of a sudden the Mountain cover'd the whole Face of the Theatre and presently that Bulk open'd it self at the sounding of the Instruments when with unexpected novelty that which was a Mountain and a Building we saw turn'd into most beautiful Gardens of Flowers and natural Fountains so ingeniously and with so great quickness metamorphosed that though the Artifice was much the brevity was the thing admired And for a decision of a Wager between the Queen and the Lady Leonor Pimentel observing an ancient Pastime in the Spanish Court which is called Divination at which they stake a Jewel for victory not for avarice there appeared on the highest part of the Throne Her Majesty and the Infawa the Ladies and Menina's seated upon the Steps thereof making a glorious show and each of them having tyed about her right Arm a Scarlet Ribbon all of one length and breadth and fastened in such manner that made no distinction the Preceipt that shuffling all these together the Lady Leonor to overcome must light upon that which had hung upon the Arm of the Queen The Lady Leonor approached and lost only the possibility of gaining for to be an absolute loser the Law was the Queen when her turn came should light upon the Ribbon that was fastened to Leonors Arm. The Action was accompanied by all the Instruments and Singers For as Spain is the most proper Element of the most excellent Voyces in the World so the Centre of them is the Kings Chappel to whose Master Musick is beholden for uniting dexterity in the Tunes with an excellent Ayr in Singing making the Majesty of the Theorbo comply with the sweetness of the Lute and to the eminency of whose Art she owes the Novelty of Palomares the Delicacy of Iohn Blas the Spirit of Alvaro and all made use of upon this occasion The Queen the Infanta the Lady Anna Maria Maâ—â—ique the Ladies Isabella of Arragon Antonia de Mendoza and Diana Franscisca de Tabara Dancing the Turdion with Swords and Hats gave an End to the Festival Wit Motion and Bravery were drawn dry and wearied in the Service nay the Graces themselves had not any delight which by this time was not afforded to the Spectators nor any thanks which they return'd not to the Actors If the Expectation had been infinite the Performance was more The admirations and praises paid but a small part of the sight for to go about to measure it that way Hyperboles themselves would have made a luke-warm Narration and of such none were wanting and the greatest was none The flourishing years of the King which may they multiply to as many as his Virtues deserve and as Spain prays for and hath need of could by no less demonstrations of joy be sufficiently solemnized nor at any time with
he ensure It must be full as much at least As His Divine Sister exprest With their two Brothers All High Born Children of Phoebus and the Morn The Dames w' are sure of to their powers All then is safe all then is ours In so much Beauty so much Glory Vel. And the Forreign Auditory Guz. Friend thou wilt drown in shallow water Bespeak not Ills things hap thereafter My Life upon 't our Festivall To see will hurt none of them all Whip me if of the Twenty four They feel not many hours creep slower Vel. Away then with the Prologue Wench But beg not favour of the Bench Nor silence Nor whine out at first Pardon our faults that Fault 's the worst Be out nor praise the King for fair Beauty is perishable Ware And I my Master would commend For parts alone which time will mend Shape is the humane By of Kings Who in the Main are God-like Things Call me the Queen French Flower no more But in Field Azure a Sun Or Now so much Native of Casteel That ev'n Her Soul is Spanish Steel Nor Charles and Fernand Branches both Of the old Lawrel of the Goth But Scyons of a better Tree In Paradice's Nursery And of MARIA Glorious Dame Beauty without lin'd with the same Since ev'n strong Lines cannot afford To do her right speak not a word But let her praise to it self sing Like Bells that without pulling ring Guz. Kings should be prais'd with reverence then As they are Kings not as they 're Men Their fortitude and not their face The sordid Flatterers Common-place His Actions I will Celebrate His parts as they are parts of State Much of King in Years but few Spains Honour and her Indies new And his fair Spouse Vel. That task is Fames Begin Guz. Still vailing to the Dames The Lady Isabella Guzman advances some steps and begins the Main PROLOGVE as follows WHilst Thee Great PHILIP apprehensive Scholar In the Great Book of GOVERNING well Read The Nations Wonder and Applause proclaim In every Action of thy Life a King Whilst on the Occidental Gulphs a Yoak Whilst on the Seas of the Levant a Law Thy Hand imposes and thy boundless Valour Props Heaven and Is the Bridle of the Earth Whilst thou art like thy Great Grandsire before The Worlds suspension and thy thundring Ships To Northern Regions Arm'd with Plates of Ice Are fiery Mountains on their snowy Waves And thy Iberian Flags Victory 's Wings Both Germanies and Africk fear and strike to For if of old their Valour made those bow They do 't by Custom and prescription now Grace the Solemnities of thy bright CONSORT Which strive in vain to equal the Occasion So every way Majestick A Perfection Divine the utmost stretch of humane Nature And thou ISBELLA fair even to the Soul The Daughter of a King whose valiant Hand More trusting to it self than unto Chance Hammer'd his Crown out with his Sword receive With a benign and amiable Brow It must be amiable this small Earnest Of our Devotions whom to see alone Claims Knees and Hearts sat'st thou beneath the Throne And thou the pleating terrour of the Earth In smooth Apollo's Spirit Spirit of Mars King of two Worlds let thy good hap enjoy Another greater Empire in her Beauty Vel. Live Reign High Princes more than Time it self And fairer in your Virtues than your Persons Drop Stars with Heaven The blessed Progeny Of your Immortal Loves your Beauties sparkles Let Spain Adore and in so great a Glory PHILIP the Fifth expunge Fifth CHARLES's Story And you young Men who by your budding Greatness Proclaim the Splendour of your Royal Cradle Pave with a lofty and a radiant Foot The Milky Way And thou the Envy of the Goddesses Illustrious INFANTA may thy Fortune Equal thy rare Endowments To be Fair Ah! let it not a woful Blessing be Nor Beauty a desired Miserie Vel. We two Is'bellas ISABELL Divine Present thee one Play more with more Refine Fram'd and Endited by Earths greatest King Penn'd with the fairest Plume in Cupid's Wing Acted by Queens below by Saints above A truer Comedy call'd LOVE for LOVE Guz. And may this Birth-Day Ecce t' another Birth E're next Spring do 't with Flowers perfume the Earth With a sweet Prince like Him from whom He came Vel. In FACE Guz. In VIRTUE Vel. In RENOWN Guz. In NAME A Song After the Main Prologue Painting the Festival of Aranwhez THe Flowers that most adorn Of Aranwhez the Plain Following a black-ey'd Morn A Laurel entertain Of flow'ry May the King Apollo's gallant Son He at His Fifteenth Spring Ware of the Field the Crown When His Seventeenth April came Worshipping that Goddess yonder Wonders wrought He in Her Name But His Faith the greatest Wonder CHORVS O how deft how sweet to boot First handsome and then light of foot Tagus's Nymphs of best renown To whom no Love nor Grief is known Brighter fairer from Heavens Globe Steal away the Starry Robe And the Earths embroider'd Gown OF all the World admires For rare a fair disdain Plac'd bounds to her desires And that best object made her Eyes refrain How great and how well plac'd A Roses love With Vse How well was it at last Paid by a Flower-de-luce Love from complaints is free That we for once might find Beauty may happy be And Happiness be kind CHORVS O how deft how sweet to boot First handsome and then light of foot Tagus's Nymphs of best renown To whom no Love nor Grief is known Brighter fairer from Heavens Globe Steal away the Starry Robe And the Earths embroider'd Gown YEars which deserve perpetual Spring And which deserve to be his Years Ioy them He that loves the King And adore them He that fears Clasp let his early Valour on Strong and glittering Steel of Spain Multitudes in whom alone Of Fernand's and Alfonso's Reign Never let him rust with Calms But His Hand purchase His Hand cut As many Crowns out and as many Palms As His Fore-Fathers tumbled at his Foot CHORVS O how deft how sweet to boot First Handsome and then light of foot Tagus's Nymphs of best renown To whom no Love nor Grief is known Brighter fairer from Heavens Globe Steal away the Starry Robe And the Earths embroider'd Gown The Final End of the Prologue The Persons in the first Act. Represented Representing ZELIDAURA Queen of Tartaria Lady Mary Gusman CLARIDIANA Queen of Arabia Lady Anne Sandi FELISBRAVO Young King of Persia Lady Frances Tavara PRINCE CLARIDORO Lady Mary Cutinio PRINCE FLORANTEO La. Margaret Tavara The CAPTIVE PRINCE Lady Izabella Gusman The GENERAL La. Margaret Zapata ROSELINDA Lady attending Zelidaura Lady Izabella Velasco FLORINDA attending Claridiana Lady Mary Salier of the Privy-Chamber First GYANT Lady Lucy Prada of the Privy-Chamber Second GYANT Lady Frances Quiros of the same RIFALORO the Drole La. Katherine Quiros Querer por solo Querer To Love only to Love THE FIRST ACT. Drums and Trumpets and enter at one end of the Stage
worth Aside I by her Fame drawn from Cicilia where The King my Father all those Nations fear As far as Nile 'mongst many to present My self one Trophy of her Beauty went True always always firm always in vain And when in highest tow'rings of my Flame In lowest stoops of humble Adoration Excess of Love with me was Moderation And wonders possible It so befel Fel. ' She Marry'd Capt. She Fel. What prou'd Capt. Invincible Fel. Conclude thy Story then and let her be In a good hour fair and at liberty Aside Capt. My Father sick'ned Noble Felisbrave And in a War where Love and Duty strave That which I sided with was overcome For with two Ships to visit him I come When five of that Armada meet with me New-wrecking Quicksands of the cruel Sea 'Gainst which receiving thousand wounds I strive That for their killing me I might forgive Their making me a Slave Thy Gen'ral comes To round thy Coasts He them again overcomes Chains them conducts them where the King may put Upon their Bellies his tryumphant Foot I Captive twice on peevish FORTUNES Frown Pretend not to establish a Renown For a Fool too may be unfortunate But if a King If by an Antidate Of early VIRTUE when years fifteen came Thou wrot'st Eternal If thou' rt like thy Fame If thou knowest Pity If admitt'st of Tears To supple thee Of Prayers to storm thy Ears Past Ages to incite thee History To make thee glorious to Posterity Offers to throw himself at the Feet of Felisbravo but he doth not permit him Or set me free or kill me instantly If it be possible a wretch can dye Fel. Rise gallant Youth and Courage new acquire Capt. My Soul bates to be gone proud to expire At so brave Feet Fel. Alas he swounds and mine Two tender Passions doth partake from thine Let in at several doors Love at my Ear Grief at my Eye Hoe General Gen. I am here Enter General Fel. New matter that thy virtue may not miss Save me this Slave from death and tell him this A King that knows how to be one commands Thee trust thy Life and Fortune in his hands Gen. He would not let his wounds be drest Fel. Ply serve him As thou would'st me and all the Gods preserve him The General carries him out upon his shoulders and Felisbravo remains alone What Circe in a moment hath purloyn'd The wonted peace and freedom of my Mind What War is this that lays soft batteries Unto a Soul inur'd to Victories What heav'nly Zelidaura is this same What new device of Love out of a Name To shoot so sweet a Poison O then I Less wounded Slave Thou ' lt leave me if thou dye Something t' envy in what thou dost deplore And in thy Story something to adore But though so great a Beauty force my Love And to suppress it against Nature prove I 'le be a better Prince than Lover Brave And hard therefore my Act Free be the Slave And if he live see Tartary whilst I Of Love of Sorrow and of Honour dye And let us bring in fashion 'twixt us both Justice in Rivalship in Absence Troth Enter General with a Picture Gen. He lies all weltring in his Blood and live He cannot This fair Picture he doth give For thee to keep And if he dye for Wife Prays thee to make a conquest of the Life To him he said and all the World but Thee Angelical Impossibilitie Fel. Reach it Return and let your care be more Gust yield to Reason then it was before Exit Tempt me not Love The Face I will not see Blind Argus if my Ears were scall'd by thee What second engine 'gainst my Eyes must move To burn my Heart to Cindars I in love I pangs I pulings I to be afraid My Faith cannot deserve my Vows perswade Tears from a Manly Face Sighs that shall find Themselves no more regarded than the Wind Oh! Why should Love such servile things enjoyn But why this Pride Does Beauty not enshrine A Deity Did it not GODS subdue Then let it tame a Man and let me view The lovely noble Feature and the bright Of this fair Shade Love is a less'ning flight When he doth vail his Plumes it 's such a thing As when an Eagle stoops upon the Wing Looks upon the Picture This Face all Soul is and so full of Life That Life and Beauty are in it at strife Which shall be more What Spirits What Spells too If in a little Card a Compass shew The Earth and lay it out in several In this a PENCIL hath Mapp'd Heav'n and all And Mapp'd it to the Life For on these Cheeks Looks upon it again and again Where white and red divinely intermix Aurora's hands hang snowing Iesamines Her Fingers bleeding Roses The MOON shines Bright in these Tresses where each Hair 's a Ray Two twinkling Stars Two speaking Rubies May Buds The MORN Blushes At one skip the Sun Gets up High NOON assoon as Day 's begun I 'l love I 'l dye O most unhappy man In love a Phoenix and in death a Swan Enter General Gen. The Captive Sir is something livelier Fel. How What doest thou say Gen. That he is better Fel. Now Aside Must he needs mend Good News And I would do thee Some good for bringing it Gen. Heav'n keep him to thee Fel. Love I shall crush thee yet as arrogant As false too as thou art As I am Man I may be staggered but as I 'm a KING Born for more Sov'raign Ends thou canst not throw me We should with sprawling of our Childish Arms The cruel Serpents of ALCIDES strangle We in the midst of all the SIRENS Charms Should the wise caution of ULISSES carry Let my desire be tam'd and not My Obligation be forgot I more provoking Envy's Sting As virtuous than as being a King The World admiring in my Pains Sober Madness and free Chains Exeunt Trumpets Enter the Queen Zelidaura her Head-dress full of Plumes Roselinda Lady of Honour to her Prince Claridoro and Train as in heat of Argument begun in the Tyring-Room Zel. My Will to me 's a Law If it appear Prepost'rous for a Woman Arms to bear Let it suffice I make the Precedent Since there be Men effeminately bent We Manly Women must that wrong undo For you see sometimes NATURE can lie too Claro Brave ZELIDAURA thy Heroick Mind Who does not wonder at Zel. Little inclin'd Always to sloath the Pride I have I place In a great Heart and not in a fair Face If on the Borders of my Land we have A Novelty so manifoldly brave A woing Warfare this INCHANTED QUEEN A Beauty the more sought the less 't is seen Nor of less difficulty to the Wit Than to the Sword shall I not step to see 't To see such Noble Action chiefly I Giving the frailty of my Sex the Lye Not that my Courage hath so much of heat As to thrust Prudence wholly from her seat So metled I
AGE Which from a higher ground survays The Labyrinth of humane ways And undeceiv'd by Time doth know That all 's deception here below And whether calm or storm appears Is laid up in the Bay of Years And lets it shine and lets it blow No ancient Fester no new Sore Makes Age wish CUPIDS Bow were burst For TIME by this hath cur'd the first And high time 't is to have no more Love's golden Field being now all hoar Free I was born and remain free Mine own I am If I will be Another's 't is my fault with whom For me unhappy to become Can never happen without me Liberty my noble Will For these Ills so well forecast How bitter will they be to taste When imagin'd but they kill Indeed the Fates have us'd me ill I ask them not Revenge nor Pelf But quiet and to 'scape a shelf This sure can be no great offence 'T is begging in my own defence To pray I may but save my self Enter Floranteo Flo. This now is LOVE'S last Will and last shall be Which thankful to the hand that gave me death Shall leave my Murtheress a Legacie And sigh her Blessings with my dying breath And these shall be not the first tears which still'd Out of the Bosom's principaller part Shall have the Fate of Wealth profusely spill'd Which seldom meets with any grateful heart And this shall be a Love so obstinate That for all Love it shall a pattern grow To live in spight of Time or Change or Hate Yet there 's one comfort amidst all this woe That for a wretch his way to death to grope There needs in fine nor Remedy nor Hope To Her Upon the License giv'n by thee This glorious Pilâ— to come and see Hundreds do flock to view the Place But thousands to behold thy Face Whom though these Knights did disinchant Th' Adventure is not finisht ye Because that WISE and VALIANT Have not in one subject met So in the SWORD again it lies By DUEL to decide the Prize Cla. I weigh not my dead Sires command Where his Will his Law I find No King that ever Rul'd a Land Could stretch his Empire to the mind I wonder in my heart that he With all his Wisedom could not see The Husband he did fore-decree Would not so well examin'd be By an Inchantment as by Me Nor so authentick in Love-matters An Old Man's judgement as his Daughters This is a Lott'ry I profess Not giving him the happiness Who hath most worth but best success And may not I acquainted be With who they are Flo. It may suffice To know they 're both of Knights degree And that thy Sire was very wise Cla. I have a better way to know Who 's Valiantest and Wisest Flo. How Cla. He shall be the Valiantest Who my scorns best suffer can Flo. Good Cla. And him that loves me best I shall count the wisest Man But sadly I do live in fear For though I would not fair appear And though in truth I am not fair Haunted I am like those that are And here among these rustling leaves With which the wanton Wind doth play Inspir'd by it my Sense perceives This snowy Iesamine whisp'ring say How much more frolick white and fair In her green-lattice she doth stand T' enjoy the free and cooler Air Than in the prison of a hand Flo. Madam Thou might'st be pleas'd to read Other Lessons in this Mead All whose Flowers as from the Spring Take from thee their life and being See this JESAMINE which doth owe To thy HAND fingers of Snow To its soveraign whiteness how All his silver Banners bow See that sanguine Gilly-flow'r Spicy big with pearly showre Which a new AURORA dips In the scarlet of thy Lips See the LILLY'S so pure white It might be margent to the Light Such a white Foyl to those black EYES Is that smooth Forehead 's christal Rise See a quire of Nightingales Bidding thee a thousand Hales Twice taken for their MORNING bright By the Flowers and by the Light For in those clear Eyes Ray for Ray The SUN'S translated and made better And flow'r for flow'r in those Cheeks MAY Copied in a FAIRER LETTER But least in limning Thee my Art Should play th' unskilful PAINTERS part Let this Christal RIVER pass For thy liquid Looking-glass See thy self there but if thine Eye Too long on that sweet Centre dwell Cla. This Man I fear me by and by Will drop into NARCISSUS WELL. Since now I came where I am Witness to The WORLDS Ambitions I have no content Flo. Not that your self you disinchanted view Cla. Thou nam'st the thing which I do most resent Till then I liv'd in jollity On others dangers looking down From the serene Tranquility Which my Soul truly term'd her own For plac'd above what MAN calls Bliss And into her self retir'd By a heavenly Ecstasis Ravish'd elevated fir'd She saw the multitude of Woes A fair one on her self bestowes When 't is her Riches and her Pride To see her LOVERS multiply'd Who ev'n to qualifie disdains For not disdaining BEAUTY's dull Must be content to take the pains To be reputed Beautiful And if with beautiful disdain To let Men fall it be her stile Ev'n by Refusals this they ' â—l gain That she hath thought of them the while I look'd if underneath the Cope Were one that lov'd and did not hope But from his Nobler Soul remove That modern Heresie in Love When hearing a shrill voyce I turn And loe a sweet-tongu'd Nightingal Tender adorer of the Morn In him I found that one and all For that same faithful Bird and true Sweet and kind and constant Lover Wond'rous Passion did discover From the terrace of an Eugh And though ungrateful she appear'd Unmov'd with all she saw and heard Ev'ry day before 't was day More and kinder things he 'd say Courteous and never to be lost Return'd not with complaints but praise Loving and all at his own cost Suff'ring and without hope of Ease For with a sad and trembling throat He breaths into her breast this Note I love thee not to make thee mine But love thee 'cause thy Form's Divine Here now was candour Here Faith strove How rul'd a pain how full of duty Not his own happiness to love But to love anothers Beauty Where O how base the Man whose flame Soars highest if he spy no Game AURORA'S self so fresh so gay Shall see him late a second day And I was scandaliz'd at Love If since the thing did hence remove The name remains to find one can Believe a Nightingale and not a MAN Flo. Believe 't when he does love a MAN Loves more than BRUITS or do or can His tow'ring Passion scorns to vale T' a silly short-wing'd NIGHTINGALE The Nightingale loves nothing else But the presence of his Dame Love like Faith in this excels That see or not it is the same The MORNING hears his Roundelaies Which though she do not thank him for A
sign Zel. Yowr being a Lover Fel. In love am I Zel. And very deep Fel. Deep in love how is that seen Zel. Perfectly yow do not sleep Fel. Rustick Excellence unskreen And discover that sweet face Which covers so much Wit and Grace Zel. Yow but dreamt so sleep agin And forget it Fel. Why now Saint Zel. Why the LADY that went in Lukes as if that she did paint Fel. What has that to do with sleeping She is indeed Angelicaâ— Zel. That Picture now 's well worth yowr keeping For why 't is an ORIGINAL Fel. Is this Shepherdess a Witch Or saw the sleeping Treason which I committed against LOVE Erst in the INCHANTED GROVE Me hast thou ever seen before Zel. Seen I and know thee for a Man That will turn him and sleep more Than a dozen Dunces can Thow kenst little what Sighs mean Fel. Unveil by JOVE that Face serene Zel. What to make thee sleep agene Fel. Still in Riddles Zel. Now he sees This pinching wakes him by degrees Fel. Art thou a Nymph Zel. Of PARNASS-GREEN Fel. Sleep I indeed or am I mad Zel. None serve thee but th' INCHAWNTED QUEEN I think what dull conceipts y' have had Of the Bird PHOENIX which no Eye E're saw an odoriferous Lye How of her Beauties spells she 's told That by her spirit thow art hawnted And having slept away the old With this new Mistress worse inchawnted Fel. I affect not Shepherdess My self in such fine terms t' express Suffizeth me an humble strain Too little happy to be vain Vnveil Zel. Sir Gallant not so fast He offers at her Scarf Fel. See thee I will Zel. See me yow shall But towch not Fruit yow mun not tast What says it now the leaf doth fall Vnmuffles her self Fel. It says 't is worthy to comprize The KERNEL of so rare a Wit Nor that it grows in PARADICE But Paradice doth grow in it The tall and slender TRUNK no less divine Though in a lowly Shepherdesse's RINE Aside This should be that so famous Queen For unquell'd Valour and disdain In these INCHANTED WOODS is seen Nothing but Illusions vain Zel. What stares the Man at Fel. I compare A Picture I once mine did call With the divine Original Zel. Fall'n asleep again yow are We poor humane Sepherd-lasses Nor are pictur'd nor use Glasses Who skip their rank doe ' mselves and Betters wrong T' our Dames God bless them such queint things belong Here a tiny Brook alone Which freng'd with borrowed Flowers he has Gold and Siller enough on 's own Is HEAVENS proper Looking-glass Copies us and Iâ—â— reflections Shewing natural perfections Free from soothing free from Errour Are our Pencil are our Mirrour Fel. Art thou a Shepherdess Zel. And bore On a Mountain called There Fel. Wear'st thou ever heretofore LADY'S Cloaths Zel. I LADY'S Gear Yes what a treach'rous Powl have I In a COUNTREY-COMEDY I once enacted a main part Still I have it half by heart The famous HISTORY it was Of an ARABIAN let me see No of a Queen of TARTAREE Who all her Sex did far surpass In Beauty Wit and Chivalree Who with invincible disdain Would fool when she was in the vain Princes with all their Wits about them But and they slept to death she 'd flout them And by the Mass with such a Meen My Majesty did play the Queen Our Curate had my Picture made In the same Robes in which I Play'd Fel. And what 's thy name Zel. LAURA forsooth Fel. O pleasant Play and bitter truth That I who dreamt of ZELIDAURA Should wake should wake and find her LAURA Aside O beauteous Counterfeit of Majesty NATURE what made thee make so fair a Lye Where is that crowned Beauty now become That Lyon's Courage kindling at a Drum Those manly Deeds Those Papps which Armour prest ACHILLES once more in a Kercher drest SEMIRAMIS ' is Mode who not with Box But Teeth of LAURLEL comb'd her golden Locks Where my heroick and dear Flame which sprung From Painters Pencil and a Captives Tongue Consum'd to ashes of a Rustick Love Rude Goddess of these Rocks and this wild Grove Is 't come to this I then absolve thee sleep And blame my high thoughts that so low could creep To TARTARY will I But I am mad If I do love that Queen unless she add This Beauty to those Virtues and shall rave If both this Body and that Soul she have Aside Zel. What stands he mutt'ring to himself May be He likes me not If he fought after me Under the notion of a QUEEN I 'd have Him find me a mean Shepherdess I save My Honour so The Traitor shall not think He ZELIDAURA in his hand could wink Hence Women learn for all your LOVERS brags Men are no friends to Beauty cloath'd in Rags If Beauty strike LOVE'S Fire why should it less Than in a QUEEN plac'd in a SHEPHERDESS Nor does but when it seems the World to set On fire where dowry wants the tinder 's wet To Him Mought I entreat yowr Worships Name And the bus'ness yow have here Fel. Squire of a forreign Prince I am Who to this glorious Theatre Zel. Not a Master By my troth My own tongues end it was upon A mischief take thee by thy sloth I thought thou wert a Zerving-mon Fel. No more that string Zel. He goes conceal'd Aside A Knight he is I 'm certain At Th' Inchanted Castle I saw that And by his garb too 't is reveal'd To Him Follows he saidst thou this Emprize Fel. In love upon the score of Fame With the most accomplisht DAME That ever murther'd Man with Eyes And the Worlds greatest Queen to this Inchantment came he where an envious Thief The Coward Rival of his Bliss Found means to rob him of his chief Delight and Glory in that thing From which his most Heroick thoughts did spring Zel. O Usage courser than my Coat and more Then I could bear were I as Lambkin meek That one who ZELIDAURA wore Should CLARIDANA seek 'T is to apostatize from Reason To think more of him Treason Treason To enter my Benevolence At the back-gate of an Offence Enter Roselinda Ros. CLARIDORO comes he 's here Muffle thee quickly Zel. What disgust Fel. One to be born a Mountaneer That ows such Beauty how unjust Who is ' t Zel. A Man of whom I stand In awe a little Fel. O that hand Rural Goddess keep'st thou Sheep Zel. Yes and my self I better keep Enter Claridoro Claro I 'd love without reward and cannot do 't To love is Love's Reward I would endure For her what not and that such joy to boot That in my smart I play the EPICURE I pray 'gainst Life and with the self same breath Unpray that Pray'r lest it the GODS should hear 'T is to be out of pain I then fly death And Valour councels me what others fear If I do live my wound may seem but slight And if I dye LOVES TROPHY I remove To live 's to pine to
dye 's to lose her sight My two supporters then are Grief and Love For where Grief's Dropsie and Love's Feaver strive Though either kill both often keep alive To Felisbravo Zel. In fine aspir'st thou to be glorious By conqu'ring thy Competitor Fel. 'T is that my Love contendeth for Aside Zel. O Maist thou never prove victorious But do for mine own self I conquer will And whom thou conquer'st then it doth not skill Claridoro turns and sees them Claro What 's this what see I there Is 't not ZELIDAURE who meanly clad Hath her own Majesty forgot And affronts my Love too bad What jealous thoughts surprize me I do fear She bent to Arms affects the Valianter But he was not so if to dare things high Be Valour who was valianter than I I who her first of Alms am yet to gain Of her facility shall I complain Was not enough for me my own distress But I must dye of others happiness My Soul contending with so many Foes I would not have it sink with Envy's blows More gen'rous wounds were made for nobler Hearts and in base blood are steep'd pale ENVY'S darts Thus jealous I should be and know not how ENVY I could but ENVY disallow Then must I bear it must I let me think 'T were monst'rous tameness to look on and wink Nor LOVE nor HONOUR such a Scene approve I 'll chide then mixt yet with respect and Love To Her Ho! Shepherdess is this well done To mind thy Recreation In Garâ—â—â— whilst another way Thy flock doth on the mountain stray Although heâ—d-shepherd thou have not Yet nothing is by gadding got Perdie to see thee in this plain Grypes many a sprunt and jolly Swain Back to the field and Brooks return And Pastures graz'd in heretoforn Nor mell with any others sheep Sith thou a flock of mine do'st keep To Him Nor Thee th' ambition of whose fire Doth soaring to a QUEEN aspire Beseems it stoop from so high place A Rustick Shepherdess to chase Zel. How courteously the cares that do him press He hath cut out and measur'd by my dress Fel. In rustick phrase his jealousie Of her he vents and pike at me Then I suspected not in vain He stole the Picture in the face When he espy'd it reading plain The features of this RURAL GRACE Undoubtedly she is his own To Claridoro You will not now Sir face me down But that when I bad watch did keep Surpriz'd e're by the foe by sleep Thy treach'rous Envy came an stole Not more out of my hand than soul A Jewel which I then call'd mine Though much despise it since 't is thine Yet must and will I have it back Not that I It esteem or lack For the whole gust I take therein Is now to take 't from thee agin Claro I think thou art not yet awake But I shall rowse thee Do'st thou stare Zel. A truer word yow never spake He sleeps with spread Eyen like a Hare Fel. Traitor I 'll be reveng'd Claro Rude Man Aside Zel. Must I step in to part you than If I do rear it on my word This hook shall be a two-hand-sword This she must say Majesticaly like a Queen withoâ—â— Felisbravo 's perceiving it Hold both or I To Felisbravo Claro Though not thy Quarrel mine I understand Zel. Hold CLARIDORO It is I command To Claridoro Fel. In fine do'st thou deny it still To Zelidaura Claro I obey thy unjust will Enter Claridiana and Floranteo with Attendants Cla. ZELIDAURA was 't you said Like to a Shepherdess array'd Turns and sees them quarrelling Swords drawn i' th' Garden who are we Flo. Why Gentlemen it cannot be Whilst yet th' Inchantment is not brought T'an end in COURT a Duel fought Unlicenc'd when with licence too Ye may the same thing shortly doe To Felisbravo To Claridoro Cla. I come Fel. Or do but stand me there Zel. I 'm rent with doubt Cla. I dye with fear To both Flo Provide ye Arms and fight it out Zel. O how fiery Cla. O how stout Claro I never provide any thing Within me I of all am stor'd Fel. And I both a sharp stomach bring And a long knife to fall abord Fight again Zel. How implacable Cla. How cruel They do a fresh in Battail join Zel. May neither conquer in this Duel Cla. Yes one and then the Conquest 's mine Zel. In either Valour doth abound Cla. Discretion is in neither found To Claridoro Zel. With thee how little I perswade Cla. Our Guard Of Monarchs that last Reason will be heard She stamps and sallying out the Guard parts them Claro Madam if now you stop our rage Fel. The promis'd Combat Cla. Take our gage Throws her Glove to Felisbravo Exeunt Claridoro and Felisbravo at several doors and Claridiana turns to Floranteo To Floranteo Would'st thou have me believe a Queen whose name In Tryumph sits over the wings of fame Lurks now disguis'd in ARABIE Flo. If her such manly virtue decks That she 's the wonder of her Sex Were 't not another wonder she Greedy of Knowledge as of Arms Should leave unseen these fights and charms Thy Realm too being so neer his own Cla. Withdraw I 'll talk with her alone Exit Floranteo Ros. CLARIDIANA this way doth make To speak with thee Zel. Two short words take Your Count'nance hold what e're you hear Stop your mouth and ope your ear Cla. Hola sprightly Shepherdess Zel. What commands thy Ladyness Cla. Discover by thy life that face Zel. Now by the facks this of your GRACE Needs no comfort nor no foyl For Skies and Meads it doth revile Or see if thow mun needs have one To set it off you cloudless Sun Then for thy Beauty challenging Of Heav'n the witness principal O're me a Gloria to sing Would prove a conquest very small Cla. Art thou fowl Zel. But envious not And so civil markst Thow that That to acknowledge I 'm not squeemish Her to be fair who hath no blemish Nor where it is will hit a Blot Cla. Whom loves an ugly woman best Zel. An uglier woman Was 't well guest Cla. Thou a Shepherdess Prompt Lass What is thy Bus'ness in this Place Zel. Marry no Treason 't is I ween To zee the fair INCHAWNTED QUEEN And the brave dundring of Alarms For from my very Nurses arms According to our Country word I lov'd the slish-slash of a Sword Cla. Loe half thy Errand I am she And therefore give consent that we Our Eye too with the sight may bless Of so divine a SHEPHERDESSE Zel. Highness mock on Behold the Wight Takes off her silver Scarf Cla. O Golden Morn of Silver Night What modest confidence quick Air What Spirit what excess of fair What queint and more than courtly dress What exquisite neglecedness Of those curling billowy Locks Flowing round two Ivory Rocks What hands that have to take their part Not care it self so far from Art Yet conquer all the World wherein A red Soul peeps through
Are answered with Ingratitude Zel. What Place Rif. An Office of great trust Zel. How great Rif. His MUTE Zel. His MUTE I must Confess that 's not for a FOOL Rif. There 's an Exception to each Rule For let me tell you I do blend 'um Holding the latter in COMMENDUM Zel. Thy Conceipts like me past expression Rif. 'T is incident to our Profession That let it miss or let it hit We Fools are off'ring still at Wit Zel. Who is thy Master Rif. He is one Whose Countrey I 'll to you make known His merit humour disposition But his Name on no condition Zel. And why his Name wilt thou not tell Rif. For doing of a Miracle That once this saying may be true A Servant told not all he knew Zel. 'T is not worth thanks to hide his name When all things else thou dost proclaim Rif. Of the old Apple a new slice Mother EVE'S inquisitive Vice His name in troth it may not be Zel. Hola Rif. Why call you Zel. Thou shalt see Enter Aurelio With a base mind what gentle courses Cannot perswade that Rigour forces Aur. Ordein your pleasure Zel. Anger me Hang presently Rif. Upon a Tree Say not by thine Eyes for I Shall then prevent the Rope and dye Of the unkindness Zel. Away take him Layes hold of him and he struggles Rif. In earnest is 't Zel A pattern make him To Fools who shall pretend to hold hereafter A Secret My Intreaties made a laughter I pray in vain Rif. By this good day I think thou know'st not how to pray In fine I must be hang'd Zel. Thou must Without his name forthwith be truss'd Rif. Then drive on Cart Note WORLD a Woman hung A Man because he held his Tongue March March Zel. For once it shall be told A Woman could from knowing hold A Secret which she dyes to know withall Which a Man says he 'll dye before she shall Aside Leave him at large What Countrey-man Aurelio goes aside 'S thy Master Rif. He 's a PERSIAN For whom great MARS bids make already All his tryumphal Charets ready Zel. Is he high-born Rif. And so discreet Valiant bountiful and sweet In his deport that he 's the great Idea of a PRINCE COMPLEAT Zel. Is 't FELISBRAVO Rif. Unto thee Is that Name known No 't is not He. 'S precious that Royal Prodigy Above the bounds of MAN doth fly Zel. And what 's his bus'ness To this Coast What Wind brings him for thou know'st Rif. O WOMEN Zel. Speak go not about The bush Rif. Then turn me inside out Seraphical Examiner They say there 's in TARTARIA here A Mad-cap Queen that kembs you wyre And wears a Helmet for a tyre Who ' sted of a wide Vardingale And reverend Apron puts on Mayl And glitt'ring Arms in which are writ The valiant Deeds she did commit Who nothing but the Spear and Rest And Pouldron minds She hoops her breast With Brass and her long fingers fair The deserts of the Needle are A mischief take the Woman Let her Resign to Men whom it suits better INCAMPINGS Let her Kerchers hem Leave hemming in of Troops to them If a Spider cross her sight Let her take a famous fright And purse her Mouth when she says Man Or Husband like the Nimphs of SPANE Let her tremble at a Rat More than it doth at a Cat. She for a Beauty who would pass Must be as nice as Venice glass And if one hold his hand up wink For fear he brain her with a pink In fine to see this Queen we came When a Knight Rival of his Fame His Fury would have kill'd They both Lie hurt and I am so in wroth With this Man-Woman Angel-Devil Who to the Sun would scant be civil That could I light upon her GRACE I 'd tell her roundly to her face Spin Highness Spin as good as you have spun For y' are a Woman not an AMAZON Zel. He serves me right Who sent him Rif. No you sed You 'd have me hang'd He came of his own head For he hath Valour Birth and All With which a QUEEN in Love should fall And I his Servant shall not bate Much of a COUNTESSE for my Mate I know too in the World a QUEEN I name her not but she hath been Late disinchanted for which pains Such favours upon Him she rains That But I stop Zel. Say prethee does he love Rif. Is he a Brute Zel. And is he lov'd Rif. You move A curious Question This shall I be free Is a graft too of the forbidden Tree From me no more is to be got And therefore pray you press me not Good faith 't were much more like a Friend To hang me as you did intend Zel. This one thing wilt not let me know Rif. Pray why should you desire it so Zel. Only to keep it secret still Rif. Forbear to know it and you will Zel. How mainly thou art giv'n to scoff It is not noble to put off With a light jest a serious suit Rif. No as great Men as I will do 't But come since you will have the truth He is a Man much lov'd by many Yet one of such a curious tooth That in his life he ne're lov'd any White Hands black Eyes curl'd Locks have no more force On him than Physick hath on a dead Horse From some dry Mother-in-law the Man did learn Not to relent He He hath no concern Cannot discourse of love though in his prime Though on all other Theams his tongue 's a Chime Though none so drest none dances so none pours Himself so out for He 's a rock of Flow'rs Aside Zel. A Knight that 's so accomplish'd not To love appears to me a knot I must undo it by some Art For at this secret hangs a Heart To Rifaloro Pleas'd me thou hast exceedingly And I unthankful shall not be Rif. I kiss thy foot and am thy slave Zel. Here me AURELIO take this Knave To prison Rif. Me to prison Zel. Yes For being a Blab Rif. Ah! Traiteress Horrible Inquisitrix Are these thy thanks and do'st thou fix The name of Blab upon me too O! take by me example you That are Gallants you that love Thus do Ladies thankful prove He is carried away to Prison Ros. Should your Highness be more cruel Than you are to this sweet Iewel Never was 't so well bestow'd Or so like a Mercy show'd Exit Roselinda Zel. Dissolv'd in Tears and languishing delight The whisp'ring FOUNTAIN is a tale of LOVE The Rosie MORN inam'ring at first sight Sweet PHILOMELA's Oraisons doth move The smiling FLOW'R the tender peeping BUD APRIL importunes with soft show'rs the DOVE Lives vow'd to everlasting Widdowhood Temple of LOYALTY and Soul of LOVE Love grasps both Globes LOVE all below inspires Love guides with constant change the sphears above MARS feels LOVES darts APOLLO feels LOVES fires Ev'n HE that hurls the thunder yields to LOVE All these to me no warrant whose intent Is not to vouch but make
T' inform my self whether the Picture boast Real Perfections of her Queen I fly And reach in a few days to ARABY Where Mortal Frailty yielding to Sleeps pow'r A Villain steals it An Inchanted Tow'r Is interpos'd 'twixt our drawn Swords at once That thund'ring with its fall and I with groans Thence to this Forrest we adjourn the War His Treason's Altar my Revenge's Bar. We meet when ours so many Swords repel As if each Blade of Grass were one of Steel To lose my Picture and not lose my Life I pierc'd with Woe And that to Poison that to Sword nor Knife My Death I owe. To Persia dare not for the King return For coldest Hearts when fir'd once fiercest burn Who sweetly snar'd with ZELIDAURA'S Fame No Love else answers hears no other Name Rare SHEPHERDESSE whether thou be the Flow'r Of forreign Plains or of these Hills the Tow'r If help thou have or help to thee be known If more thou art or canst than thou dost own Pity my Woes set my Confusions right Ease so great pain shew day to so great night Aside Zel. Most undoubtedly 't is He Because for more disguise I see His proper Praise he did not spare To Him I shall soon find it Thy great Care And Courage PERSIAN I admire Couldst thou the Picture know again Fel. If it take up my Thoughts entire And Copied in my Heart remain Must I not know it Zel. Look on this And mark it well Fel. Had I no Aim By any feature whose it is The matchless Beauty would proclaim Aside What Bon-fires HEART wilt thou now make for Joy I would not have them less Than my LOVE'S Flame or those of TROY And monstrous as to me is Happiness A Lover is not glad Unless withall he 's Mad Nor can my Gratitude expressed be With any thing that 's less than Lunacie I do not celebrate my Good With so much splendour as I ought Nor its full worth have understood If this effect it have not wrought Zel. He 's like a Man that talks t' a Spirit To the Picture Fel. Beautiful and injur'd Shade More blame I must confess I merit Than past his Hour a LOVER who hath staid To Her Shepherdess who gave it thee For amidst varietie Seeing the self-same Beauty ever I credit what I tremble to assever Zel. Then Persian of a Countrey Lass Perceive an Act a Queen might do Through this blind Labyrinth to pass My Pity giving thee a Clew I am the Woman thou didst see In several shapes in Arabie And who from thee this Picture stole And whom if that rare King the Soul And Martial Glory of the Chase Merit the Praise thou giv'st His GRACE Wish thee return to Persia faster Than thou cam'st hither and thy Master The Gen'rous FELISBRAVO tell He shall to TARTARY do well To come with wings where if he prove As humble and as much in love As great in Courage and high-flown Queen ZELIDAURA is his own The most exempted Heart reserving For the Person most deserving And say thou heard'st it from one LAURA Who heard it in this place from ZELIDAURA Aside Fel. Shall I think my Senses true ZELIDAURA 't is I view No no it is not 'T is my Eye Flatters my Wishes with so sweet a Lye To Her Angel I go and shall the King Quickly to TARTARIA bring Zel. It is not FELISBRAVO no For he his Mask now off would throw What have I done My being kind I will retract unless I find This Face this Courage and this Meen In a Kings Person to deserve a QUEEN Compares her with the Picture interchangeably regarding either Fel. That of the Hand which made us all Picture is thy Originall None that before appeared such Did Face to Face avow so much An Egg is not more like an Egg Nor the Left to the Right Leg. NATURE that drain'd her Stores to do One Face like this despair'd of Two They descant to themselves upon eaâ—h other Zel. Is this a Servant Fel. Is this Laura I ne're was in a Maze till now Zel. Then art not FELISBRAVO thou Fel. Art thou then ZELIDAURA Aside Zel. His fear compels him to conceal My love shall prompt him to reveal Himself Sir Knight Fel. Fair Shepherdess Thy divine commands express Zel. The Picture 's mine I am not LAURA If thou art FELISBRAVO follow To the Temple of APOLLO I am relenting ZELIDAURA Exit Fel. Suspend thy steps With all my Heart Beauteous Queen I follow thee But that 's already where thou art As going after her when Enter hastily Claridiana in Mans Apparel and stays him Cla. Valiant King come back to me Fel. Off Remora Cla. Whom hurlst thou fro thee Fel. Youth for this ill turn beshrow thee Cla. Hear me thou new Alcides Fel. What Wouldst thou with me Cla. Know'st me not Fel. No nor would Cla. So soon unkind CLARIDIANA out of mind Fel. Me that the Sea burneth tell Cla. Look upon me Stranger well Fel. The Cloaths and smartness thou put'st an Speak the bold language of a Man But that Complexion and that Grace WOMAN write upon thy Face And one whom I have elsewhere seen Cla. Ah! Wonder not the most distrest Of Women seeks of Men the best Of ARABIA I am Queen On which the Gold that therein is The Name of HAPPY did bestow And of PERFUMED from her Trees The Aromatick Tears that flow My Father through whose Magick Lore The shook Earth groan'd and on whose back As on strong Atlas'is of yore The Heaven was a Golden Pack Erected there th' inchanted Tow'r For curious and magnificent Proportioned to Regal Pow'r And Art's Divine Astonishment Th' intention was to thee made known Then when thou couldst not keep by WIT That which by Valour thou didst git So many Monsters overthrown The Duel was abruptly done Abruptly was the War begun Feign'd to be here in TARTARY By CLARIDORO'S Jealousy Certain Eyes were thy North-Stars Which directed thy Course hither If Ruth or Love or love of Wars The Cause thou know'st I know not whether I staid alone My Subjects broke Loose from their Duty They require T' an Idol I should offer smoke For whom my Altar had no Fire Up-sighing to the Gods Complaints Heav'ns sacred pity I implore The Sun surpriz'd with darkness faints The Thunder in the Ayre doth roar My Magick-Father reconcil'd By her misfortunes to his Child Informs me how this Cabbin mean Inshrines the Persian King serene Thou art the Man thou FELISBRAVO art In Praise of whom Fame sings her well conn'd Part Two Worlds already with thy Name doth fill And makes both Poles hear plain her Trumphet shrill Thy Aid I crave to thee my wrongs discover As thou art brave not as thou art a Lover For tell not me of constant Lovers such I have heard much of but believe not much Restore CLARIDIANA to her Crown Thy Name will make the Loyal who are down O'retop the rest These are the spoyls thou ow'st To Fame's bright Temple These are
Sign when the King and his Brothers came forth to take their Seats and presently entered upon the Stage many Violins and with them the Court Dancing-Master and the Minstrels giving scope to their Instruments two doors flew open and there began a Gallant Mascarade The Mascarade THe first Couple that sallied Dancing was the Ladies Sophia and Luysa Benavides in Hungartins of Cloth of Silver clingcant with Azure the Seams laid thick with Passemans of Silver and two pair of Wings and Kirtles of the same stuff the same Passemans covering all the ground Sleeves of Cloth of Silver cut upon Azure Cloth of Silver Mantles hanging on their Shoulders by three Roses of Diamonds many Jewels and Flowers in their Head-Dresses Pyramided in a Mountain of Plumes of both Colours black Masks and white Torches The Lady Maria Coutixio and the Lady Catherine Velasco in the same Habit save that the Cloth of Silver was distinguish'd with Orange and in like manner the rest of the Squadrons only differenced by the Colours The Lady Anne Sande and the Lady Margarit Zapata Cloth of Silver Green The Lady Leonora Gusman and the Lady Anna Maria de Guevara Cloth of Silver Carnation The Lady Maria de Tabora and the Lady Constanza de Rybeyra Cloth of Silver White The Lady Luysa Carilio and the Lady Anna Maria de Acunia Cloth of Silver Black and White There Enterings were most sprightly the Knots of the Mascarade with graceful Novelty They Danced it to the admiration of all and howbeit these Ladies were of different Squadrons they agreed in giving a most Illustrious Beginning to the Festival They ended the Mascarade and in the same Habits accompanied by the Major-Domo's and Mothers of the Maids or Duenia's sate themselves down upon their respective Strado's The Chariot of the River Tagus A Second time the Musick of the Minstrils gave notice of another Novelty and through a wide Arch entered a Crystal Chariot Crown'd with Lights and variety of Boughs and therein many Naiades and Napean Nymphs Clad after the manner of the Countrey and seated in a Throne the River Tagus represented by the Lady Margarita de Tavora Menina to the Queen and her Habit was this a Cassack of Blew Tynsel and a Mantle of the same water'd and Silver Ribbons also embroyder'd over with Silver Snakes the Sleeves of Blew Sattin slash'd and drawn through with Cloth of Silver a bunch of Plumes White and Blew and the Mantle sliding from the Shoulders but held by three Roses of Diamonds and a Garland of Flowers upon her Head she descended from the Chariot and mounted the Stage attended by the Nymphs and in the name of the circumjacent Fields welcomes the King rendring His Majesty many humble Thanks for glorifying them with His Presence The Chariot of April THe Musick return'd through another opposite Arch entered in a Chariot the Month of April usher'd by the Sign Taurus with all those Flowers that make him the the Spring of the Year and with as much Light as might make him the Years Morning and from the top representing him and that to the advantage the Lady Franscisca de Tabara Menina to the Infanta with a Cassack and Mantle of rich Cloth of Silver Carnation sew'd with Roses wrought by hand of several Colours and Sleeves quilted with Roses and a Veil of Silver a Head-dress of Roses a Sphere of Plumes Crown'd with Flowers and the Mantle held upon the Shoulders by three Roses of Diamonds He drave his Chariot into the Theatre it self and there having first saluted the River with modest assurance repeated certain Stanza's of much Wit and sharpness and pronounced with more giving a new Soul to the Verses now the second time excellent and without danger of Flattery due Praises to the King and his Brothers April and Tagus accompanied with their Nymphs retired themselves The Flight of the Eagle TIme pass'd over the Stage upon an Eagle of Gold represented by the Lady Antonia de Acunia who by way of Prophecy in Elegant Verses reminded His Majesty of the Glorious Deeds of His Ancestors and warm'd his forward Courage with so great Examples and desires to imitate them animating him to follow their generous steps already well advanced in by his Illustrious Beginnings Propos'd to him that since Africk Europe and America respected his Banners he would make Asia fear them disused for so many Ages past to Christian Arms which now began to receive at the Sound of his Name Thank'd him for his early Valour and the great Anticipation upon his Age having already Reign'd in One Year many Centuries served by two Ministers of State so zealous of his Glory and of the Splendour of his Actions of whose Virtues and Profoundness the most ample Relation might savour something of Affection and Love but nothing either of Flattery or Errour The accurateness of the Stanza's could not complain of being discompos'd one jot in the Acting nor did the few Years of the Lady Antonia apprehend the least scruple in the World to represent Time The Eagle ascended above the whole Fabrick of the Theatre with an Artifice so well dissembled that the Flight was seen all the while but not how it was done She vanish'd at the instant on the top of all the Fabrick the Trunks of three Trees open'd and three Nymphs appeared Singing They were the Lady Mary of Arragon Maid of Honour to the Queen and the Lady Mariana de Hos and the Lady Isabella Salazar of Her Majesties Chamber The Artifice of the Scene and the Greatness of Voices might have served for Ornament and Credit to another Royal Festival They ended the Ditty to the notable admiration of All the Trees did shut themselves and the Lady Mary Gusman Daughter of the Conde of Olivares entered through a Wood her Habit a Mantle of Damask of Gold Green trim'd with Gold and Silver and little Pease-Cods with Pearl in them a Velvet Hungarlin of the same colour laced long ways with Passemans of Gold Embroidery a Green Montera with a Green Feather cast over full of Diamonds and Pearl and a Bow and Quiver embroider'd with Gold and Silver hanging at her left shoulder She spake the Prologue vulgarly call'd the Loa i. e. the Praise which she Acted to the Spectators and they all gave it to her such was the life assurance and grace wherewith she pronounc'd it She propos'd the Argument begg'd no Pardon according to the vulgar custom Attention she did and with great reason they gave it her The Harmony of all the Musick and the Voice of the whole Auditory thank'd her with one consent upon the strength of which Plaudit the Comedy did as well it might venter boldly in The Series whereof was in this manner The Comedy IN the first Scene entered Darinel Squire to Amadis who notified to Dante 's a Shepherd of Tagus the Occasion that obliged his Master to tread those Fields He recounted to him his famous Actions his Adventures and that *** which was ministred
greater reason have disengag'd the pleasing thirst of seeing more The Splendour of the Court had been always admirable but was never seen greater than now having in the first place the Queen whom God preserve of few Years of much Beauty accompanied with all those excellent Endowments which form a Royal Perfection then the Infanta of equal Majesty and Beauty also the Ladies who in Bravery Beauty and Greatness were inferiour unto those two only for they were a Pool of all the Illustrious Blood in the Kingdom and being wheresoever they are the Load-stone of all Eyes Imagin them seen upon the Theatre on the most Tryumphant day of the World every of them vying with other and making a modest ostentation of her Bravery her Meen and her Beauty No one can be particularly commended without an injury to all She seem'd the most glorious drest upon whom the Eye happen'd to be she the best Actor who was then Speaking The Queen Foundress and Glory of the Festival so twice Hers and justly for neither from Her could it be expected less nor did it deserve a less Mistress by her presence did free it from the fear of competition and from the hope of being more who because only by Her being of the Company She gave the Scene so much Lustre without pronouncing one Verse In these following was written in Figures that which many had not been sufficient to comprehend in words at length The Speaking being the best Thing of the Play SHE who spake nothing bare the Bell away FINIS A DESCRIPTION IN VERSE DIALOGUE-WISE OF THE FESTIVAL AT ARANVVHEZ In the YEAR 1623. Gyant THe Bounds where wandering Tagus meets Himself in Gardens and long Streets Of double Elms whose Feet he drowns And Rains down from their lofty Crowns Every April every May Fair Green Flow'ry Rustling Gay BELLZA twice the Queen of them By her Face and Diadem With wonder fills They prouder far To ponder whose than what they are To celebrate the Day of Birth Of the most Glorious Youth on Earth To whom her Greatness and her Beauty Pays a Homage pays a Duty The World she doth conjure and summon T' invent and see what is not common And what is thereupon prepar'd Makes things impossible not hard Instead of Quires of Nymphs to friend To serve to that Heroick End Press'd Goddesses she doth inroll Souldiers of LOVE Rivals of SOL Gen. What a sublime AMPHITHEATER Eclypse of that which Rome did flatter GREAT POMPEY in He having there Flatter'd with it the WORLD and HER. How proudly rais'd How richly deckt That ev'n the learned Architect Stands pos'd thereat and the fair Skies See in its Lamps their thousand Eyes Rif. What Harmony of Seraphins Now now the Festival begins Wipe your Eyes your Hearing cleer Other Sense ye need not here What a gallant MASCARADE The Cloaths were by APOLLO'S made Rather the same he wore that day Whilst he in Bed with Thetis lay So fair a preface of her own By a near Neighbour to the Throne An Earnest gave of what so great Expectation did beget In a Crystal Chariot loe TAGUS from the Roof doth flow Translated to a Nymph more pure Than He out of his golden Ew're Now gives she her sweet Voice the reins Not as a little Bird that strains To sooth the Morn that dawning is But Trumpet of the Sun that 's risse Flaunting in tryumphant Green After him is APRIL seen With sensitive Flow'rs not stuck but set Cherish'd by two Suns of Jet Such a Complection such Eyes Grace The Lusitanian Goddess Face Fair super of the highest Praise Which fears t' abase what it would raise Her leavy Coach forsaking now She acts with Garland on her Brow The first Grace giving to the whole And to the Lines a second Soul Gen. The Ayr inviron'd round with Lights Some unexpected Object frights AN EAGLE 't is with Golden Plumes Which through that wandring Region comes By a fair NYMPH the Bird is backt Who doth above the Danger Act And without any scruple Time So bold is Beauty in her prime Gy. Behold indeed a Primrose here The Prologue as that is o' th' year How sprightly She for making known The Praise of others hears her own But not till she hath done her doe There is applause in silence too Fortune when she this Child design'd For so much Greatness was not blind From Trunks of Trees asunder rent A LEASH OF NYMPHS forthwith present In harmonious Ditties rare Prodigious sweetnese to the Ayre At a fair Tagan Swains desire Of AMADIS the Noble SQUIRE Doth courteous Newes to him afford Of his brave Illustrious Lord. Now doth the DAME that Acts him come Gallant assur'd compleat in whom Joyn'd to Niquea's Beauty is The Valour of her Amadis For the Inchanted Wood she stares And in a Civil War of Cares Quarter his fatigue demands Of slumber at the courteous hands NIGHT a black Syren in soft Chains Of her Voice his Steps detains And his twice captive thoughts doth keep Fetter'd in the Bands of Sleep Bright AURORA him doth tell In sweet Accents he doth not well For a Love that 's nobly got Merits Eyes which slumber not AMADIS awakes and sees How the ones languid Song doth freeze His Spirits t' other doth infuse Courage with her sprightful Muse. The Burning Sword he now whips out With a gallant briskness stout Bold and fiery as his Blade The dreaded Doors he doth invade Four proud Pillars sinking fall To the lowest pit of all Four proud Gyants in their places Make four thousand dreadful faces They are saucy on his Blade His victorious Hand he laid Amongst four POLYPHEMES alas Fear the only Gyant was Flatt'ring NYMPHS with purpose base Flow'rs upon his Temple place To lose him for a Wreath of Sand The Laurels he had half in hand He shews them the Inchanted Shield Turn'd LYONS when they that beheld Being Lyons with new horrour strook Their ever-curling Manes they shook An Illustrious PALACE bright Rises like a Sphere of Light That of Sol was such a one Where his rash ambitious Son Begg'd the Coach-box from which hurl'd He drown'd himself and burnt the World Leaving his Dad to see his Errour Too plainly in that Diamond Mirrour Gen. What an admirable Scheme See upon the Throne Supreme That pure GODDESSE whom Heaven lent To be Earths best Ornament The Greatest Majesty alive Ev'n by her own Prerogative The summ'd Perfection of all Faces One wonder and a thousand Graces And by her side that MORNING'S ROSE Who if her Breast did not inclose A Royal Mind t' inform the whole Her Body might ev'n serve for Soul The Representative th' Idea Of the most Beautiful NIQUEA Who strikes respect before she 's seen The Knight she thanks with courteous Meen For disinchanting her which makes The Martyred ANASTARAX Sick of the Ill of others Bliss Now Crown'd with Laurel AMADIS Whose Valour was the fear alway Of Monsters