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A04539	The Diuils charter a tragædie conteining the life and death of Pope Alexander the sixt. As it was plaide before the Kings Maiestie, vpon Candlemasse night last: by his Maiesties Seruants. But more exactly reuewed, corrected, and augmented since by the author, for the more pleasure and profit of the reader.	Barnes, Barnabe, 1569?-1609.	1607 (1607)	STC 1466; ESTC S122228	50,322	96

thirst Phi. Madam you may not drinke Till you receaue this one preseruatiue Luc. A foule vnsauorie loathsome stinke choakes vp My vitall sences and a boyling heat suppes vp the liuely spirit in my lungs Phi. This poyson spreads and is incurable Madame receiue one precious antidote Luc. What haue I caught you Sforza Who painted my faire face with these foule spots You see them in my foule deformed blots Deliuer me from that murthered man He comes to stab my soule I wounded him Oh Gismond Gismond hide those bleeding wounds My soule bleeds drops of sorrow for thy sake Looke not so wrathfull I am penitent Loue and remorse did harbour in thine hart What doest thou becken to me I will come And follow thee through millions of woes Phi. Sweet Lady will you take a little rest It will refresh your spirits instantly Luc. No rest vntill I see my Lord againe Mot. Deere Lady doe you loue your life take rest Shee taketh hold of Motti●ila Luc From the pure burning coles of true contrition Me thinkes I see the liuely counterfet Of catiue Cressed in her misery Ingenderd out of hir disloyalty Ah Moticilla whome I trained vp In cunning sleights and snares of filthinesse Forgiue me for that sinne liue and repent Mot: Oh God forgiue me for my sinnes are great And if his goodnesse lend my life some space I will with pennance call on him for grace And spend the remnant of my life in prayer Luc: I can no more death summoneth my soule Open thy bosome father Abraham Mercyfull father let thy mercy passe Extend thy mercy where no mercy was Mercyfull father for thy sonnes deere merrit Pardon my sinnfull soule receiue my spirrit Expirat Lucrece Phi: Now is her soule at rest t is very strange As well the cause as manner of her death I haue beene studied in Hipocrates In bookes of Gallen and olde Auecine Obseru'd the cures of diuers learned doctors In France in Spaine and higher Germany Yet neuer met with such an accent Beare in her body I will in all hast Bring wofull newes vnto saint Peeters Pallace His Holinesse will grieuiously lament Exeunt omnes SCAE. 4. Enter Caesar and Barbarossa souldiers drums and trumpets Caes Fellows in armes after our victories Had in the first front of our happie warr With men of hardy resolution Now must we bend our forces against Furly Where that prowd Amazonian Katharine Dareth defiance in the face of warr And yet our hopes are sure all passage cleere And she before I lodge this restles head Shall beare the bondage of this victorie Bar: These proud presuming spirrits of vaine women Whose bloodlesse woundes are only bloody words 〈◊〉 without reason fight without resistance But on the face of grimme deuouring Warre With frowning fore-head menacing his force They fall downe on their backs as Venus did When Mars beheld her with a Souldiers face Caes. Nay we must fight I know the puissant spirit Of warlike Kate the pride of Italie Sforzaes braue sister and old Riarioes widdow Excellent valour and deepe policie Must winne it if we purchase at her hands Bar. And yet we be before-hand with the Lady Hauing surprized her treasure and her sonnes As they were making their escape for Florence What shall we trie renowned generall And search her resolution Caes. Shall wee doubt you not Nay though the walles of Furly were of steele These pledges should make passage for our powers And what shall we stoope for those twenty Ensignes Which this last night haue enter'd their Ports Nay were they ten to one within those walles Caesar that carries Fortune in his Standerd Would make them giue ground subiect them-selues Bar. Speake then at once renowned generall Shall we go Souldier-like to worke at first Shall we salute her with our Cannon C●s. What no Barbarossa not without a parlee Fore-God I loue her and admire her valour And till we finde her words prooue empty squibs We giue her all the noble rights of warre Summon a parlee Sound drum answer Trumpet Enter vpon the walles Countesse Katherine Iulio Sforza Ensigne souldiers Drummes Trumpets What haue wee Pallas come vpon these walles To bring confusion of our companies Doth proud Penthesilea liue againe Which some-time raging in the Fields of blood Made passage with her angry sword through millions Kat. I tell thee Cesar sonne of Alexander A booke befits thee better then a blade Percase in scorne thou wilt reply the like A distaffe fits me better then a pike Know Caesar had I now so many liues As here are stoanes or haires vpon your beards I would forgo them al before this honor Which my deere Lord Riario did leaue mee The pledge of my deere loue his Childrens patrimony Caes. Speake in a milder key renowned Kate I loue you well and all braue Sforzaes race Yet you must yeeld there is no remedy It is the Churches right and I must haue it Kath. Me thinkes a pulpet were more fit for thee But did'st thou euer reade Saint Gregory That he which hunteth for authority Himselfe should gouerne direct and know well He did a deede of danger that aduanc'd thee For proud ambition violates all right Caes. Be not so bitter Kate a friend intreates you But if intreaties will not looke vpon mee Heere standeth Cesar the sharpe scourge of Furly And were your fort fenc'd with as many men As it is girt with stones Caesar would haue it Subdue them and make pillage of their goods And in resistance seale it with their blouds Kat. What are your weapons sheathed in your throates Is euery word a sword then shake hands Caesar Venter no further and we will be friends But if your words haue accents in keene swords And end in bloud then Caesar looke on me I with defiance turne swords in your throates You shall not thrust that imputation Vpon our fex for I will fight it out So long as I can stand vpon these walls C●s. You would repent it if you knew the worst Consider Kate be well aduised first Kat. Caesar at one word to discharge my conscience Were there a Cannon there to be dischardg'd Vpon this fruitfull wombe the nurse of Children And I sure peece mell to be torne withall If I would not surrender vp this forte Your Cannon shot should plowe these bowells vp That vow to God and my deere husband made I neuer will infringe with perfedy I know thee bloudy Caesar the dishonor In yeelding vp thy reuerend purple roabes Which should protect widowes and Orphanes rightes Appeareth well in taking vniust armes To wrong the Widowes and the Fatherlesse Either fight Caesar or forsake the field Perswade thy selfe aliue I will not yeeld Caes. Then I will shew you what warres desteny Prognosticates bring forth her ransome hither Barbarossa bringeth from Caesars Tent hir two boyes If nature be not quite extinguished These pledges shall enfranchize you from warre I brought them to this purpose that in them You with your friends might liue in

Abisse Where Mammon tells his euer tryed gould Thou call'st me from strong busines of high state From sure subuersions and mutations Of mighty Monarches Emperors and Kings From plotting bloody feilds and massacres Triumphant treasons and assassinates What 's thy demand Alex. I charge thee by the fower recited names And by the dreadfull title of great By which all creatures are sure sealed vp By which the prince of darknes and all powers In earth and hell doe tremble and fall downe Shew me the shape of that condemned man Which murthered my sonne the duke of Candy Diu. Keepe a firme station stir not for thy life Expect a messenger of trust stand fast The diuell descendeth with thunder and lighning and after more exhalations ascends another all in armor Diue. Sent from the foggy lake of fearefull stix Am I comaunded by that puissant monarch Which rides tryumphing in a charriot On misty blacke clouds mixt with quenchles fire Through vnquoth corners in darke pathes of death To doe what thou demandest Allex. Then by the dreadfull names of Amioram Titepand Sadai shew me that damned childe of reprobation Which this night murthered the duke of Candie Diui. Keepe a firme station stir not for thy life He goeth to one doore of the stage from whence he bringeth the Ghost of Candie gastly haunted by Caesar persuing and stabing it these vanish in at another doore Alex. Hold hold hold hold per todos santos now no more Caesar hath kill'd a brother and a father Diue. What wouldest thou more shall I descend Alex. Shew me the person by whose impious hand Gismond Viselli was done to death Deue. Keepe a firme station stirre not for thy life He bringeth from the same doore Gismond Viselli his wounds gaping and after him Lucrece vndrest holding a dagger fix't in his bleeding bosome they vanish Alex. Out out no more no more my soule disolues Deui. Say say what wouldest thou more discend Alex. Beldachiensis Berolanensis Helioren discende discende iubeo mando impero Deuill desendeth with thunder c. Enter Bernardo Alexander tinketh his bell Alex. Out out alas Bernardo I am wounded With grisly wounds and deepe incurable Ber. Comfort your selfe in Gods name blessed father Soe long as noe wounds of the body bleed Alex. The cureles wounds I meane are of my body Wounds both of my soule and body but Bernardo This is my comfort in calamity Some shall packe after them for company What 's a clocke Barn Very neere six by Saint Peters bell Alex. Hast thee then passe thee to my Poticary bid him prouide those drugges I spoke for yester-day and beare them in all hast to Dominico Giglio take you those letters with you which are here bid him deliuer them Lodowick Sforzaes name her lustfull Paramoure make hast and see that he dispatch it quickly deliuer him a purse from mee for a token cramd with two hundred ducates bid him bee secreat as he loues his life hast and begon Exit Bernardo Astor shall follow I must haue his Lands This thorne must be cut of being but tender Then cut it soone whilst it is yong and slender Least growing great it prick thee to the bone My lust importunes it and he shall die Sonnes Nephewes Daughters Concubines shall die My conscience is turn'd mercies enemy He that would rise to riches and renowne Must not regard though he pull millions downe Exit Alexander into the studie SCEN. 2. Enter Caesar Borgia with Caraffa and Bentiuoli Caes. Where is his Holinesse where is my father Alas your Sonne is slaine your haples Sonne My noble brother out alas alas Is murthered in tender passion Let curious search and inquisition Be made through Rome to finde the murtherers I feare that Traitrous Iudas Cardinall Ascanio Sforza with his complecies I will not hould fraternity with him And 〈◊〉 behold my meaning blessed father 〈◊〉 gaine these robes take here this hat And in these armes which I haue bucled on I do forsweare al offices of Church Vntill I be reuenged for his death He disrobeth himselfe and appeareth in armor Alex. A foule red vengeance ouer hangs his head Whose heart indurate or whose diuilish braine Could execute conceiue or meditate So foule a murther of an Innocent Caraffa with Bentiuoli giue leaue Some-what I would in priuate haue with Caesar Caesar desemble not for that were vaine Exeunt Car. et Ben. Whence comest thou Caes. Directly from my Chamber Ale Where didst thou here this newes C●s. Fishers which found his body brought the newes Alex. Then he was droun'd Caesar was he not Caes. It seemes he was Alex. What by some Fisher Caes. How should I know that Ale Sure by some subtill Fisher that layd nets For Candies life and honor but say truly Was it thy brother Caes. Are not you my father Ale Ah that I neuer had beene any father But speake againe man speake the truth and feare not Who slew thy brother Candie this last night Who traind him forth who walk'd along with him Caes. Am I the keeper of my brothers person Alex. Execrable Cain perfidious Homecide Apparant villaine what canst thou designe Which I would know that thou canst hide from me Caes. A plague vpon your diuills you deale with them That watch more narrowly to catch your soule Then he which sought my brother Candies death You know that Sathan is the lord of lies A false accuser and desembler Tell your falce liers they be lying Diuils Alex. Caesar no more Caesar no more thou knowst C●s. What know I Alex. That I know dissemble not Caes. Suppose you know suppose in wrath fury I killd my brother can we mend it now He was not fashion'd for these busie times He rests in peace our peace rests in our swords Alex. Caesar thou do'st vnkindly vex my soule With rubbing vp my secret miseries Incur'd by seeking to lift vp thy head Caes. Pull me not downe good father with your conscience Your conscience father of my conscience is My conscience is as like your conscience As it were printed with the selfe-same stampe I know my sinnes are burthenous and beare them Your sinnes more hainous yet your robes conceale them Alex. Out wicked and nefarious homicide Caes. Vpbraid me not for if that Lampe burne dimme Which should giue light to men in darkest night How can they choose but must in shaddowes erre That follovv the blind-glimering thereof Doth this one petty fault appeare so grieuous Which if you vvell consider is no fault He vvas an honest man and fitt for heauen Whilste he liu'd here he breath'd in miserie And vvould haue beene enlarg'd I set him free Novv if I may compare your state vvith his Or your condition vvith my qualitie Haue you not sold your selfe vnto the Diuill To be promoted to the Papacie Haue you not sould the liuings of the Church Are not your coffers cram'd vvith beastly bribes With foule extortion and base Vsury Haue yee not since your inauguration Poysoned and done to death