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A55543	A new opera called Brutus of Alba, or, Augusta's triumph as it is acted at the theatre in Dorset-Garden, by His Majesty's servants.; Brutus of Alba	Powell, George, 1658?-1714.; Purcell, Daniel, 1660?-1717.; Verbruggen, John, d. 1708?; Tate, Nahum, 1652-1715. Brutus of Alba.	1697 (1697)	Wing P3052; ESTC R32181	23,318	55

ay Brother she 's a Charitable Woman rest her Soul She took us from the Gallows as I take it and instead of a Brace of Halters about our necks bestowed a brace of Gold Liveries upon our Backs Spun. We must have a great care Hercius how we talk For that 's a Develish religious young spark He has entertain'd my Lady all this morning With nothing but discourses of Elizium Her Elizium Prithee what 's that Spun. Nay Faith I can't tell he says he 'l give us An account of it one time or other Amar. Come Dear Augusta the Air methinks grows cold Let 's in Rag. Walk this way Madam for if I mistake not I see my Lord Arsaracus coming yonder His looks are full of Joy I hope Ragusa He brings some News of my dear Lord's return Ragu Pray Heaven he may for I am still in fear His ●lighted love at last may turn to hate Enter Arsaracus Arsa. Madam I beg you 'd pardon this intrusion But I have news will give you double Joy The dazling Vertues that enrich your mind Has turn'd the Love which was by you despis'd To true repentance for my great presumption Ioanna O cou'd I but believe your words were real Cou'd I but think you had Master'd your wild passion I shou'd with Joy not Anger look upon you Rich. Then on my Knees behold me a true Convert My stragling thoughts of honour all call'd back My Duty and Alleigance fizt so firm That Heaven it self applauds and Hell cant change it Sera Heaven knows thy heart but Hell commands thy actions Rich. Now Madam since I have with humblest duty Express'd my sorrow for my bold presumption I hope you will recall your wonted goodness And tho I have err'd make not my error known To my much iujur'd Prince and Royal Friend Who is Arrived and with impatience Lost Directs his steps this way Ioanna Ha! What said you Is my dear Lord in safety then return'd Oh! for thy News be all thy faults forgotten For what thou hast said brings to my heart more Joy Then thy ten welcome Love before brought horror Rich. The Shouts and Trumpets do proclaim him near May you be still a blest and happy pair While life does last and Hell make hast to part you Aside Trumpets sound Enter Locrinus attended Locri. Enough good Heaven You 'ave recompenc'd my pains The Toils the Hardships and the many dangers I have pass'd through you now have well rewarded So when the Soul is from the body fled Driven by Convulsive torments from its mansion Is of a sudden snatcht to endless bliss And all the wounds that it received on Earth Healed at last by the sweet balm of Heaven Amar. Oh! My dear Prince my ever honour'd Lord Your sight brings joys to great to be express'd Now Farewell all my fears all my disquiets You like the Sun have chased those Clouds away That hung between my happiness and me Locri. Durst any sawcy fear invade thy breast A Mansion fit for Angels to inhabit O let no Cares ever approach my fair one The burthen of thy sorrows lay on me And all the blessings of the World be thine Arsar Ten Thousand welcomes to my much lov'd Lord And may success still wait upon his Armes May he continue still the pride of Europe And Love and Conquest Crown his Youthful brows Locri. Arsaracus my best and truest Friend Thou faithful Guardian of this most loved Treasure Were I the Monarch of this Glorious Island Nay were the Universe at my dispose I cou'd not in that vast extent of Riches Find out a Recompence for all thy care Ars. I am my Lord sufficiently rewarded The Joy of seeing you so safe return'd Brings double blessings to your faithful Servant Sera Dissembling Hypocrite Aside Ama. My dearest Lord the night comes fast upon us And the bleak Air compels us to withdraw Loc. We will my fairest let me have one look more Here cou'd I grow gaze upon thee ever For all the Beauties of thy Sex are in thee Devouring Cankers gnaw upon her Beauty Till she 's despised and scorned as I am by her Asid● Locri. Before the Sun has finish'd twice his course I shall have full possession of my wishes The King my love the King my Royal Fathe● Has given his Consent to make me happy And Crown my Joys with thy desired embraces Oh the distracting hours that are to come Till Hymens Torch light to our Nuptial bed Impatience makes me angry with the Sun Who has so little care of longing Lovers As not to change his constant lazy course Were he a pitying God he 'd Lash his Steeds And drive his fiery Chariot with such hast That the Circumference of the mighty Globe In one short hour shou'd be encompass'd round Amar. Oh that your love wou'd keep thus firm for ever Forgive me my dear Lord forgive my fears I do not doubt your Faith but my own Merits Locri. Thou Sha't not doubt I 'm suce thou need'st not doubt For the Poles are not firmer fixt then I am Heaven thô it cast our Bodies in two moulds Gave but one Soul which cannot be divided We my Ioanna the decrees of Fate Shall first be blotted from their Sacred Roules Bright Phebas round the World refuse to move And cease to Shine e'er I can cease to Love Ex Manet Rich. Arsa. The Curse of Jealousie infect your minds But wherefore does the knawing VVorm despair Posses me now now when my hopes stnnd fair To ruin him both in his Love and Fortune Coreb. Enter Coreb. Cor. My Lord. Arsa. My ever faithful Friend Now is the time now if thou would'st assist me Lend me thy speedy Counsel what to do Cor. My Lord I have follow'd hitherto your fortunes And cannot rest till I have shewn my self What I profes your true and faithful Servant I see the Princes Love is desperate but withal I see a way to quench his violent flame As thus We must infect his mind with Jealousie Arsa. That be your task the rest let me perform Rich. What dost thou mean Which way can he be jealous That has the heart of one chast as Diana Cor. The Young Lord Soizinus is an instrument the fittest we can work on I will find A means to bribe her Servant i' th' mean time Do you endeavour to Possess the Prince And nothing shall be wanting to your wishes Rich. I will consider on t Cor. It does not need Why are you melancholy come my Lord Sir down I will divert your restless mind Where are my Damons let me have Music there Still him if possible in spite of Love And let him nod into forgetfulness He waves his wand and behind the Fountain rises a Triton and a Sea Nymph who sing a Dialogue A Dialogue between a Triton and a Nayad Triton OH Turn and be kind my dear Nymph of the Flood I burn in cold Water Love's fire 's in my blood At the bate of your Face some but nimble and

Heavens peculiar Care Mercury 〈◊〉 Tha. Since our Albion is returning All our blazing Bonfires Burning Ioyn each Loyal Heart and Hand Each Attending All Knees Bending Triton's Sounding Shores Rebounding Send my Iolly Neptunes Sons to Land A Dance of Nerieds Augustus Thamesis and their Attendance all Sink Aug. Now Seraphina to perform your Charge Locrindus Son to this Victorious King Is on his march and will be here this Night The false Arsaracus that was left in Charge Of this blest Island and fair Amarante Who is by Contract joyn'd to the Young Prince Tries by all Arts he can to gain her Love The Curst Magician Coreb does attend him And Calls the Powers of Hell to his Assistance Therefore you must be Watchful Seraphino Ser. Fear not my Angel lo but see he comes His working Brain I know Presages Mischief But he shall find that all the Power of Hell Will prove too Poor and Weak to Combat Heaven They both Aescnd The Scene continues Enter Arsaracus Solus Ars. Why am I thus perplext She 's in my Power But Oh! What Power can stand against her Beauty Am I to blame to Court the smiles of her Who Captivates the Heart of Royal Brutus That mighty Conqueror submits to her He that is Born the certain Scourge of Gaul He that with Conquest still comes Ushered Home Our Second Mars yields to this Lovely Venus Enter the Amarante Reading Behold she comes Oh! wou'd our Artists draw A Scene of Heaven there is the lovely Pattern Am. Surpriz'd by him alone Oh! my just Fea●s Arsa. Why do ye slie me then my beauteous Charge Am. Why do ye Haunt me thus Deceitful Guardian Arsa. Can you Condemn the wretch who ventures Life To obtain Food when Famine has oppress'd him When the poor Slave tuggs at the Labouring Oar His Body Gash'd with Stripes and Parch'd by th' Sun His Eye-lids shrowding in their drowzie Balls His Joynts quite Numb'd and yet Compell'd to Toyl Is he to blame to beg of Heaven for Ease Amar. They that Request of Heaven what is unjust shou'd Not alone denial meet but Punishment When our Great Master left his drooping Kingdom Left the soft Joys of Peace for dangerous War When he had Conquer'd his resistless Love And left me to the Prince his Royal Son He then my Lord bequeath'd me to the Care And sure he thought your Virtue was so firm You wou'd not Ruine what you shou'd Protect Arsa. If Kneeling thus with humble Adoration Begging of you my only Heaven for Mercy If Sighs and gushing Tears and broken Slumbers With all the Racks of a despairing Lover If these speak Ruine sure they speak to me Amar. What wou'd you have me do Arsa. Give me your Love Amar. I cannot Arsa. Why Amar. It is the Princes Right The Prince the Noble Prince the Prince that rais'd you Royal Locrinus that bestow'd all Favours That you could Ask or he had power to give Arsa. What Titles Power or Wealth can he bestow To equal the bright Jewel he takes from me Empires and Worlds wou'd be too mean a prize To Purchase the vast Treasure of your Love Amar. Empires and Worlds can never change my Heart Oh! No 't is sixt 't is rooted to my Lord's Here on my Knees to Heaven and you I swear If you persist on this ungrateful Subject The King and Prince shall know how faithfully You have Discharged the Trust they laid upon you Arsa. Yet stay and hear me Offers to God Amar. No I never will Till you have found some other Theme to talk of Arsa. Farewell then scornful Beauty now by Love Exit That Love which thou so Ill repay'st I 'll have thee At last thy Body shall be mine thy Mind Dispose on as thou wilt 't is Proud and Vain Enter Coreb. O Coreb Cor. How now my Lord still plagu'd with hopeless Love Still in pursuit of one who flies with scorn Still asking Heaven for what it will not grant Why do ye not Command your Faithful Coreb That has the power as well as will to serve you My Art has yet never been known to fail Pluto Allecto all have own'd my Charms The Infernal Court has waited my Command And shall agen to serve Arsaracus Arsa. O Coreb cou'd I purchase Amarante But for a Night for that one happy Night I 'd be content to bear Eternal Pain All Pains all Torments but the Wracks of Love Cor. Be Cool my Lord and take Advice from me The King has o're the Gauls a Victory gain'd Locrinus too his Son has won much Honour Who privately this Night comes to the Court The King is likewise Landed and will be At London in two Days and on the third The Marriage 'twixt Amarante and the Prince Will be with splendour Solemnized Arsa. Their Marriage Is this the Comfort that you made me hope O you have struck a Fire into my Veins That must be quenched with Blood Cor. I now y've hit it 'T is Blood and Royal-blood must work your Cure You shall not find me poor in my Assistance For I will give you Beauty and a Crown A Crown my brave Arsaracus think on that Open thy Heart and let Ambition in That glorious Ornament to Valiant Soul Arsa. A Crown and her I Love Oh! thou hast rouz'd me But say my better Self say thou great Artist Thou that hast Hell at thy command say how How shall I grasp the substance of those shadows That Dance about in glittering Forms before me Cor. Be still and silent silent as the Grave And what so e're you see or hear be constant Now you shall find whatever 't is I promise The whole Infernal Court shall ratifie You great Commanders of the Stygian Lake To whose known Power your Votary thus bowes Honour his Art and grace it with your Presence Whose Soul and Body is at your dispose The Scene Changes to a Poetical Hell there is a Figure of the Prometheus Chain'd to a Rock the Vulture knowing his Liver Sisiphus rowling the Stone beyond abundance of Figures in various Torments then a great Arch of Fire behind this a Pyramide of Flames in perpetual Agitation behind this glowing Fire which Terminates the Prospect then rises the Court of Pluto with him the Furies and Alecto Pluto Sings FRom Hills of Ice and Heaps of rowling Snow From Lakes of Fire that neither Ebb nor Flow From Sulphurous Flames and from Pestiferous Mists From Terrors Infinite where howling Guests Almost Affect there Torturers with their Cries Where Souls for ever Burn and never Die Where Misery is always but begun And only Wretched certainties are known Come we to know what Coreb wou'd Demand Coreb. Great Prince whose Faithful Subject I have been I do not now demand but do implore That you wou'd grant your Aid to this young Lord Love and Ambition both possess his breast Valiant he is and has a daring Soul Fit to command the Empire of the World Pluto What wou'd you have me do Cor. Most mighty Prince