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DRAMATIC WORKS,
HE DRAMATIC WORKS OF
THOMAS HEYWOODNOW
FIRST COLLECTED WITH
ILLUSTRATIVE NOTES AND
A MEMOIR OF THE AUTHOR
IN SIX VOLUMES
Aut prodcfle folent ant deleftare
VOLUME THE SIXTH
LONDON
JOHN PEARSON YORK STREET COVENT GARDEN
1874
I SI 4
THE
RO Y A L L
KING,
AND
The Loyall Subject
As it hath beene Afted with great
Applaufe by the Queenes Majefties
Servants.
Aut prodeffe folenty aut delefiare.
Written by Thomas Heywood.
LONDON,
Printed by Nick, and John Okes for James
Becket, and are to be fold at his (hop at the
inner Temple neare the Gate. 1637.
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The Prologue to the Stage.
TO give content to this moft curious Age,
The gods themfelves we' have brought
downe to the Stage,
And figur'd them in Planets ; made even Hell
Deliver up the Furies, by no fpell,
(Saving the Mufes rapture) further, we
Have traffickt by their helpe ; no Hiflory
We have left unrifled, our Pens have beene dipt
As well in opening each hid Manufcript,
As Tra<5ls more vulgar, whether read, or fung
In our domefticke, or more forraigne tongue :
Of Fairy Elves, Nymphs of the Sea, and Land ;
The Lawnes and Groves, no number can be
fcan'd
Which we' have not given feet to, nay 'tis
knowne
That when our Chronicles have barren growne
Of Story, we have all Invention ftretcht,
Div'd low as to the Center, and then reacht
Unto the Primum mobile above :
(Nor fcapt things intermediate) for your love,
Thefe have beene Acted often, all have paft
Cenfure, of which fome live, and fome are caft :
For this in agitation, ftay the end,
Though nothing pleafe, yet nothing can offend.
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Drammatis Perfonae.
THe King of England.
The Lord Martiall.
The Earl of Chefler.
The Lord Lacy.
The Lord Clinton.
The Lord Audley.
The Lord Bon vile.
The Princeffe.
Ifabella the Martials
eldeft Daughter.
Margaret, the Martials
younger Daughter.
The Lady Mary Audley.
Two Gentlemen in a Bro-
thel houfe.
The Prince of England.
Captaine Bonvile.
Corporall Cocke.
Langfprifado Match.
The Clowne.
A Welch-man.
An Hofl of the Ordinary.
FoMre young Gallants at
the Ordinary.
A Servant.
A Bawd.
Two Courtezans.
Attendants^ &>c.
The Royall King,
AND
The Loyall Subieft.
A Elm primus , Scena prima.
Enter the King of England, the Lord Lacy, Clinton,
Chefter, and the Martially Audley, ami Bonvile.
King.
Hus from the Holy Wanes are we re-
turn'd,
To flumber in the Summer of foft peace,
Since thofe proud enemies that late blaf-
pheamd
And fpit their furies in the face of Heaven,
And now laid low in duft.
6 The Roy all King, and
Che/ler. Dread Soveraigne,
The Heavens have fhew'd their bounty unto us,
In guarding your moil deare and facred life
From oppofite hatred, and that imminent perill
To which you were ingag'd.
Clinton. When in one battaile you were twice un-
horfl,
Guirt with the oppofite rankes of Infidels,
That had not timely refcue come from Heaven,
Mortall affiftance had beene ufd in vaine.
King. Ey, now you load me with a furplufladge
Of comptlefie debt to this thrice valiant Lord
My noble Martiall, twice that perillous day
Did he beflride me, and beneath his Targe
Methought that inftant did I lie as fafe
As in my bed and ftrongeft Cittadell ;
The whilft his bright Sword like the Bolt of loue,
Pierc't the fteele-crefts of barbarous Infidels,
And flatted them with earth ; although my Subjecl,
Yet in this one thou haft prov'd my Lord :
For when my life was forfeit to the Warres,
Thou by thy valour didft redeeme it freely,
And gav'ft it me, whilft thou ingag'ft thy life :
For which if ever by like chance of Warre,
Lawes forfeiture, or our prerogative,
Thy life come in like danger, here we fweare
By our earths honours, and our hopes divine,
As thou for us, wee'le ours ingage for thine.
Mart. You give my Lord, to Duty Attributes
Too high for her fubmiffe humility ;
I am your vaffall, and ten thoufand lives
Of equal! ranke with mine, fubjecls and fervants,
Be over-rated if compared with yours.
King. When I forget thee, may my operant parts
Each one forget their office : We create thee
Next to our felfe of power, we but except
The name of King, all other dignities
We will communicate to thee our friend.
Mart. May I no longer ufe thefe Royalties,
the Loyall Subiett. 7
Or have the power to enjoy them, then I wholly
Devote them to your fervice.
Prince. Noble Martiall,
If I furvive Englands Inheritance,
Or ever live to fit on lacobs Stone,
Thy love (hall with my Crowne be heeditary.
Mart. And gracious Prince, fince Heaven hath bin
as liberall
To grace me with your favour, as my birth
Was to endow me richly ; all your graces
Shall with my great and ample revenues
Be ever to your vertues ferviceable.
King. We know it, and have beene obfervers
long
Of thy choice vertues, neither could we yet
Fallen that love on thee, which came not home
With double ufe and ample recompence.
Clint. Thefe graces are beyond dimenfion,
They have nor height, nor depth, uncircumfcrib'd,
And without bounds. He like a broad arm'd tree
O're-fhadows us, and throw his fpacious bowes,
We that grow under cannot fee the Sunne,
Nor tafte the cheerefull warmth of his bright
beames.
Thefe branches we mud loppe by fire or Thunder,
Or by his fhadowy armes be Hill kept under.
Cheft. I was borne Eagle-fighted, and to gaze
In the Suns fore-head ; 1 will brooke no cloud
To fland betwixt me and his glorious fire,
I'le have full light, or none ; either foare high,
Or elfe fmke low ; my ominous Fate is call,
Or to be firfl, or of all abjeas lad.
King. You (hall renowned Martiall feaft for us
The Embaffadors that come from forraigne Lands,
To gratulate our famous victories.
Mar. I (hall my Lord, and give them intertain-
ment
To Englands honour, and to fuite the place
Of which I beare the name.
8 The Roy all King, and
King. We doubt it not :
We underftand Lords, in thefe tedious warres
Some forward fpirits have beene at great expence
To furnifh them like noble Gentlemen ;
And many fpent mofl part of their revenues
In honour of their Countrey, fome undone
In purfuit of thefe warres : now if fuch come
For their reliefe by fuite petitionary,
Let them have gracious hearing, and fupply
Or by our fervice, or our Treafury.
Audley. I have one Kinfman hath fpent all his
land,
And is return'd a begger, and fo tatter'd,
As that I can but blum to acknowledge him :
But in the Warres he fpent it, and for me,
Warres fhall relieve him. He was a noble Heire,
But what thefe loft, let other Warres repaire.
King. Lords all, once more we greete your fafe
returne,
With generall welcome, we invite you all
To feafl with us, and joy what we have wonne,
Happieft in thefe, our Martiall, and our fonne. Exit.
Enter the Clowne and a Welch-man.
Clowne. It feemes thou haft not beene in the
Warres my Friend, but art new come up to London.
Welch. Heeven pleffe thee from all his mercies, and
his graces : It was told us in Wales, that you have
great pigge Organ in Pauls, and pigger by a great
deale than our Organ at Rixam, which made me
make my travels and my journies on the pare hoofe
up to London, to have resolutions and certifications in
that pifmeffe, that when I returne into my Countries
and habitations, I may give notice to mine Uncle, Rice
ap Davy, ap Morgan, ap Evan, ap Jones, ap Geffrey.
I pray where apout ftands Pauls Church, can you tell
her?
Clown. O very eafily; ftand with thy face that
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way, and follow thy nofe, and thou wilt be there pre-
fently. But doeft thou heare Brittan, take my word,
our Organ of Powles is much bigger and better than
yours of Rixam, by as much as Powles Church is big-
ger and better than Saint Pancridge.
Welch. Awe man, you prittle and prattle nothing
but leafings and untruths : now will you but eafe your
pofleriors a little, and I will quickly mew you your
Organ of Pauls.
Clown. Very good, I like your demonftration
well ; but doeft thou thinke your Organ of Rixam can
compare with ours for all that 1
Welch. Lend me but your eares and your appre-
henfions, and I will make you eafily to acknowledge
your errours.
Clowne. But firft mew me your cafe in which you
carry your two paire of Organs, fure thofe flops wil
not hold them : but in the meane time walke with me
to the next red Lettice, and I will give thee two
Cannes, and wet thine Organ-pipes well I warrant
thee.
Welch. I will take your courtefies, and if ever I
fhall meet you in Glamorgan, or Rednock-Jhire, I will
make bold to requite fome part of your kindnefles.
A loud winding of Homes within.
Clowne. The very noife of that Home hath
frighted my courtefie, but all's one, fare-well for this
time, and at our next meeting ten to one I will be as
good as my word.
Welch. Say you fo man, why then Cad keepe you
from all his mercies, and good fortunes, and make us
all his fervants. Sound againe.
Enter the King, Martiall, &>c.
King. Come, we will to the chace, be neare us
Martiall,
Tie try to day which of our two good fteeds
Can fpeed it be ft ; let the moft fwift take both.
i o The Roy all King, and
Mar. So pleafe your Grace, but I fhall furely
loofe ;
Yours is the bell for proofe, though mine for Ihow.
King. That will we try, the wager growes not
deepe
Equals the lay, and what we winne, wee'le keepe,
Mount, mount. Exeunt.
Chefter. Greater and greater ilill, no plot, no
tricke
To have him quite remov'd from the Kings Grace,
To flander him ?
Clin. The King will lend no eare
To any juft complaint that's made of him ;
What can our fcandals doe them ?
Chejl. Challenge him
Of Treafon then, and that may haply call
His Loyalty into fufpec~l and queflion,
Which in the King at leaft will breed a coldnefTe,
If not a deadneffe of affe<5lion.
Clint. Of Treafon ? fay he crave the combate
then,
For that's the leaft he can ; which of us two
Shall combate him ? I know his blowes too well.
Not I.
Che/l. I mould be loath.
Clin. How doe you rellifh this 1
His vertue and his bounty wonne him grace,
On that wee'le build to ruine all his favours,
And worke him to difgrace.
Cheft. Pray teach me how ?
Clin. Firft, praife him to the King, give all his
vertues
Double their due, adde unto every thing,
Ey, and Hyperbolize in all his deeds :
Let his knowne vertues be the common Theame
Of our difcourfe to ftale him, rate his worth,
To equalize, if not to exceed the King :
This cannot but beget diftaft at leaft.
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Chejl. But further.
Clin. Thus ; then fall off from his praife,
And queflion his bed deeds, as it may be
His noble bounty is but popular grace,
And his humility but inward pride c
His vulgar fuffrage and applaufe abroad,
A way to climbe and feat himfelfe aloft,
You underfland me ?
Chejl Fully ; come to horfe, Homes-
And as we ride, our further plots difgefl,
To firide what may diflurbe, what ayd us beft. Exit.
Enter Martiall, and Servant.
Mar. Spurre to the King, his fleed's unlhod
before,
The wayes be ftony, and hee'le fpoyle his bead :
Here take thefe fliooes and hammer, brought of pur-
pofe
For mine owne ufe.
Serv. My Lord, have you pluck't the fhooes off
from ' your owne horfe, to fet them on anothers, a
thoufand to one but you will fpoyle your owne Gueld-
ing quite.
Mar. No matter, doe as I command thee
firrah ;
Hollow him flreight, I know he loves that horfe,
And would not ride him bare for any gold.
Serv. Your horfe is as good as his I am fure, and
I think you love him as well.
Mar. No matter, if he aske thee where thou hadfl
them,
Tell him, thou broughtft them with thee for my ufe.
Away, I'le gallop after, and over-take thee.
Serv. Put your fliooes on another horfes feete, and
let your owne goe bare-foot ? a Jefl indeed.
Mar. The King Sffecls both his good horfe and
Game,
Tie helpe to further both.
1 2 The Roy all King, and
Enter the King, and Martiall : Winde home.
King. You have fetcht me up at length, that's to
your fortune,
Or my misfortune, for I loft a fhooe.
Martiall you ride well furnimt to the field.
Mar. My Lord, fo Horfemen mould, and I am
glad
My man was fo well furnimt, and the rather
Since we are farre from helpe ; my man is cunning,
Your Highnefie to his skill may truft your horfe.
King. Thou could ft not have prefented me a gift
I could have tafted better, for that bead
I much efteeme : you were out-ftript at length.
Mar. Till I was forc't to alight, my horfe with
yours
Kept equall fpeed.
Enter the Lords.
King. Our Lords ? now Gentlemen,
How doe you like the Chace ?
Audi. 'Twas excellent.
King. Had not my horfe beene by mifchance
unfhod,
My Martiall here and I had led you ftill.
Chejl. You were the better horft.
King. And you the worft,
Witneffe the hugeneffe of your way behind :
Is not my horfe yet (hod ?
Serv. He is my Lord.
King. Then let us mount againe,
Clin. Your horfe my Lord, is not in ftate to ride,
He wants two mooes before.
King. Whofe doth, the Martials ?
Mart. Oft fuch milchances happen.
King. Were you furnimt
For us, and for your felfe kept no fupply 1
Mar. So I may have my Lord to furnifh you,
the Loyall Subiett. 13
I care not how my felfe want.
King. Apprehenfion
Helpe mee, for every circumftance apply
Thou haft done me an unwonted courtefie ;
You fpy'd my lofle firft.
Mar. I did my Lord.
King. And then alighted.
Mar. True.
King. Vpon my life 'tis fo,
To unfhooe thine owne good fleed, and furnifh
mine,
Was't not ? upon thy life refolve me true.
Mar. What I have done my Lord, I did to you.
King. You will exceed me ftill, and yet my
courtefie
Shall ranke with thine ; for this great duty (howne,
I pay thee thus, both fteeds are now thine owne.
Clint. They wager love.
Mar. The beft thing I can doe
In me is duty ; the worft, Grace in you.
King. Th'art ours ; come mount, we wil returne to
Court,
To order the great Turnament prepar'd
To doe our fonne grace ; in which we intreat
Martiall, your ayde, becaufe your skill is great. Exit.
Enter Corporall and Cocke ragged.
Corpor. We have vifited all our familiars, is it not
now time that we revifite our Captaine 1
Cock. With all my heart good Corporall, but it
had not bin amifie, if we had gone to Burchen-lam
firft to have fuited us : and yet it is a credit for a man
of the fword to goe thread bare, becaufe by his appar-
rell he may be taken to be an old Soldier.
Corp. Cocke, thy father was a frefh water-foldier,
thou art not ;
Thou haft beene powdred, witnefle thy flaxe & touch-
box.
14 The Roy all King, and
Enter Match.
Cocke. But who comes yonder, my Match ? I am
glad I have met thee.
Match. I knew Cock, at one time or other thou
wouldft meete with thy Match. What, mall we goe to
my Captains lodging ?
Enter Captaine extreame ragged.
Corp. Spare that paines, yonder he appears in his
colours.
Capt. Fortun' de la guere; I that have flourifht, no
colours like me, nay, no Trumpet thou in his highefl
key, have nothing now but ragges to flourifh ; I that
have fac't the enemy, have not fo much as any facing
left me : were my fuite but as well pointed as I have
feene fome, and flood I but in the' midft of my fol-
lowers, I might fay I had nothing about me but tagge
and ragge. I am defcended nobly; for I am defcended
fo low, that all the cloaths of my backe are fcarce
worth a Noble : I was borne to thoufands, and yet a
thoufand to one, they will now fcarce acknowledge
mee where I was bome.
Corp. Health to our worthy Captaine.
Capt. Thanks my mofl worthy foldiers ; and yet ii
I mould examine your worths, what at the moft could
all you make 1
Corp. I would not have your Worfhip to examine
our outfides.
Capt. And for your infides Tie paffe my word.
Cock. Cannot all your worlhips credit afford you a
new fuit 1
Cap. Credit me, no ; my revenues were a thoufand
a yeere, part of which I lavifh't amongfl gallants,
riotted in Tavernes, havockt in Ordinaries ; and when
my eftate began to ebbe, as my lafl refuge, I laid all
my hopes upon the lafl wars, but failing there, (as the
world imagins) I am return'd as you fee. The King
hath promifed fupply and reliefe to all that have fpent
the Loyall Subieft. 1 5
their eflates in his expeditions, but many like my felfe
have beene borne to be poore, that fcorne to be beg-
gars ; as many have beene. borne to be rich, that can
never leave it ; the truth is, I am my felfe as my pro-
ceedings will expreffe me further.
Cor. Will you cafhiere us Captaine, or (hall wee
follow your future fortunes ?
Capt. You mail not leave me ; my purpofe is to
try the humours of all my friends, my Allies, my an-
cient aflbciates, and fee how they will refpecl me in
my fuppofed poverty : though I loofe their acquaint-
ance, I will loofe none of my retinew. How fay you
Gentlemen, will you copart with me in this my de-
jeaedneffe ?
Corp. As I am Corporall, fo will I prove true
Squire to thy body.
Cock. And as I am true Cocke, fo will I crow at
thy fervice, waite on thee with a combe for thy head,
with fire to thy Peece, with water to thy hands, and
be cocke fure in any imployment whatfoever.
Match. And as I am true Match, I (hall fcorne
that any of them (hall o're-match me in duty.
Capt. Attend me then ; if I rife, you (hall afcend ;
if fall, I will lie flat with you. Firfl then I will make
fome tryall of my Friends at the Court, and in good
time : here's the King.
Sound j Enter the King difcourfing with Chefter, and
Clinton, Audley, and Bonvile.
King. You have perfwaded much, and I begin
To cenfure (Irangely of his emulous love.
Cheft. Further my Lord, what can his fmoothnefle
meane,
His courtefie, and his humility,
But as fly baites to catch the peoples hearts,
And weane them from your love.
Ciin. Doth he not drive
In all things to exceed your courtefie,
1 6 The Roy all King, and
Of purpofe to out-fhine your Royall deeds,
And dazell your brightnefie, that himfelfe may fhine ?
Is he not onely popular my Liege 1
Is not the peoples fuffrage fole to him,
Whilft they neglect your fame, his traine doth
equall,
If not exceed yours ; flill his Chamber throng'd
With flore of fuitors : where the Martiall lies,
There is the Court, all eyes are bent on him,
And on his glories ; there's no Theame abroad,
But how he fav'd you from the Pagans fword,
How his fole hand fwayes, guides, and guards the
Realme.
Ckeft. Thinke but my Lord on his lafl game at
Chefle,
'Twas his paft odds, but when he faw you moov'd,
With what a fly neglect he loft the mate,
Onely to make you bound to' him.
Clin. For all the favours, graces, honours, loves
Beftow'd upon him from your bounteous hand,
His cunning was to thinke to quit you all,
And pay you with a horfe-lhooe.
Ckeft. In the Turnament
Made by the Prince your fonne, when he was Peere-
lefle,
And without equall, this ambitious Martiall
Strives to exceed, and did ; but when he law
Your Highneffe moov'd to fee the Prince difgrac't,
He loft the Prize ; but how 1 that all the people
Might fee it given, not forfeit, which did adde
father than derogate : briefly my Lord,
lis courtefie is all ambition.
King. And well it may be ; is he not our vaflall %
Why fhould the Martiall then contend with us,
To exceed in any vertue ? we obferve him.
His popularity, how affable
He's to the people, his hofpitality,
Which addes unto his love ; his forwardnefle,
To entertaine Embaffadors, and feaft them,
the Loyall Subiccl. i 7
Which though he doo't upon his proper charge,
And for our honour ; yet it may be thought
A fmoothnefle, and a cunning, to grow great ;
It muft be fo. A project we intend
To proove him faith leffe, or a perfect friend. Exit.
Che/l. It takes, thefe jealous thoughts we mufl
purfue,
And to his late doubts Hill adde fomthing new.
Cap. Your fpeech being ended, now comes in
my cue.
My honourable Lord.
Cheft. What begger's this ?
Cap. Beggar my Lord ? I never begg*d of you :
But were I a begger, I might be a Courtiers fellow ;
Could I begge fuites my Lord as well as you,
I need not goe thus clad ; or were you free
From begging as I am, you might ranke me.
Chejl. Comparifons? Away. Exit.
Capt. Folly and pride
In Silkes and Lace their imperfections mew,
But let pure vertue come in garments torne
To begge reliefe, me gets a courtly fcorne ;
My Lord you know me 1
Clin. I have feene that face.
Cap. Why 'tis the fame it was, it is no change-
ling,
It beares the felfe-fame front ; 'tis not like yours,
Paled with the lead difgrace, or puft with bragges,
That fmiles upon gay cloaths. and frownes on rags.
Mine's ftedfaft as the Sunne, and free as Fate,
Whofe equall eyes looke upon want and ftate.
Clin. And doth not mine fo too ? Pray what's your
bufmes ?
Cap. Onely that you would know me : the Kings
favour hath made you a Baron, and the Kings warres
have made me a bare one : there's lefle difference in
the Accent of the word, than in the cod of our weeds :
This is the fame face you were once acquainted with,
though not the fame habite : I could know your
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1 8 The Roy all King> and
face, though your difeas'd body were wrapt in fheepe-
skins.
Clin. This fellow offends me.
Cap. Goe churle, pafie free,
Thou knowfl my forfeit lands, though forget'fl me :
Nay, you would be going too, you are as affraid of a
torne fuite, as a younger brother of a Serjeant, a rich
corne-mafler of a plentifull yeere, or a troublefome
Attourney to heare of fuits put to compremize.
Sir, I mufl challenge you, you are my kinfman ;
My Grandfir was the firft that rais'd the name
Of Bonvile to this height, but Lord to fee
That you are growne a Lord, and know not me.
Bonv. Coufin, I know you, you have bin an un-
thrift,
And lavimt what you had ; had I fo done,
I might have ebb'd like you, where I now flow.
Cap. Yet I can purchafe that, which all the wealth
you have will never winne you.
Bon. And what's that I pray ?
Cap. Wit : is the word ftrange to you, wit ?
Bon. Whither wilt thou f
Cap. True,
Wit will to many ere it come to you.
Bon Feed you upon your purchafe, lie keepe
mine.
Cap. Have you the wit to doo't ?
Bou. I have wit to buy,
And you to fell, which is the greater gaine 1
Coufin, Tie keepe my wealth, keep you your brain.
Cap. The wealth of Mydas choak thee ere th'art
old,
And even the bread thou feed'ft on change to gold.
My Lord, you heare how I pray for my Kinred,
I have a little more charity for my friend : with you
I have fome bufmeffe.
And. I am in hafte now.
Cap. I pray you flay.
Audi. Not now indeed.
Hie Loyall Subieft. 1 9
Cap. Pardon, for here's no way
Before you heare me.
Aud. Prithee be briefe.
Cap. Your daughter lives I hope.
Aud. What's that to thee ?
Cap. Somewhat 'twill proove, ey, and concerning
me ;
Before I laid my fortunes on thefe warres,
And was in hope to thrive, by your confent,
Nay, by your motion our united hearts
Were made more firme by contract ; well you know
We were betroth'd.
Aud. Sir, I remember't not.
Cap. I doe, and thus proceed :
I was in hope to have rais'd my fortunes high,
And with them to have pull'd her by degrees
Vnto that eminence at which I aime :
I venter'd for it, but inftead of wealth
I purchaft nought but wounds. Honour I had,
And the repute of valour ; but my Lord,
Thefe fimply of themfelves are naked Titles,
Refpeftlefle, without pride, and bombaft wealth,
And to the purblind world mew feeming bad,
Behold in me their fhapes, they thus goe clad.
Aud. You faid you would be briefe.
Cap. All that I had,
I fpent upon my Soldiers, we tooke no fpoile.
The warres have grated on me ev'n to this
That you now fee : Now my lad refuge is,
To raife my felfe by her.
A\ui. And fpend her meanes
As thou haft done thine owne vile unthrift ? no,
I know no Contracl:.
Cap. I have one to (hew.
Aud. No matter ; think' ft thou that I'le vent my
bagges
To fuite in Sattin him that Jets in ragges? Exit.
Cap. The world's all of one heart, this blaze
I can,
c 2
2O The Roy all King, and
All love the money, none efteemes the man.
Thefe be our friends at Court, and fine ones too,
Are they not pray ? where be our followers ]
Cock. Here noble Captaine.
Cap. You fee how our friends grace us, what hopes
we have to preferre you ?
Corp. I fee fufficient : Captaine, I will difcharge
my felfe,
I meane to feeke elfe-where for preferment.
Cap. All leave me if you pleafe ; but him that
ftayes,
If e're I mount, I'le with my fortunes raife.
Match. Captaine, I defire your paffe, I meane to
march along with my Corporall.
Cap. Wilt thou goe too ?
Cock. I leave you ? who I ? for a little diverfity,
for a wet ftorme ? no Sir, though your out-fides fall
away, I'le cleave as clofe to you as your linings.
Cap. Gramercy yet, away without reply ?
Corp. Futre for thy bafe fervice.
Cap. Away, sfoot how am I falne out of my
humour? and yet this ftrangeneffe of my neareft
friends and alliance deferves a little contemplating ;
is't poffibie, that even Lords, that have the beft edu-
cating, whofe eares are frequent to the moft fluent
difcourfe, that live in the very braine of the Land, the
Court, that thefe mould be gull'd with fhadows, and
not be able to diftinguim a man when they fee him ;
thou knoweft me, yet thefe doe not.
Cock. Why may not a poore man have as good
eyes as another? their eares indeed may be larger
than mine, but I can fee as far without fpeclacles as
the beft Lord in the land.
Cap. Thefe fuperficiall Lords that thinke eveiy
thing to be as it appeares, they never queftion a mans
wit, his difcretion, his language, his inward vertues,
but as hee feemes, he paffes.
Cock. I warrant if I mould looke like an Affe,
They would take mee for one too.
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Cap. The next I try is my betroth'd, if me ac-
knowledge this hand that hath received hers, this
heart, this face, and knowes the perfon from the gar-
ment, I (hall fay, Woman, there is more vertue in thee
than Man.
Cock. There's no queftion of that; for they fay,
they will hold out better : But Sir, if we be no better
habited, I make a queftion how we fhall get in at the
Court-gate ; for I'le affure you your fafhion is not in
requeft at the Court.
Cap. My vertue is not to be imitated ;
I'le hold my purpofe though I be kept backe,
And venter laming in the Porters Lodge.
Come, follow me, I will goe fee my Miftreffe,
Though guirt with all the Ladies of the Court :
Though ragged Vertue oft may be kept out,
No grate fo ftrongly kept above the Center,
But Affes with gold laden, free may enter.
Aftus fecundus, Scena fecunda.
Enter the Prince, the Prince]) e, the Martiall, and tJie
Lady Mary Audley.
Prince. Lord Martiall, we are much in debt to
you,
For by your favour we obtain'd the prize
In the laft Tourney : we acknowledge it.
Mar. I could not love my Soveraigne Gracious
Prince,
Without extent of duty to the fonne.
Princejffe. Twas nobly ply'd on both fides, both
had honour :
2 2 The Roy all King, and
Yet brother to be modeft in your praife,
You had the beft.
Prince. You pleafe to grace me Sifter.
Martiall, I heare you are a widdower late :
How long is't fmce your beauteous Counteffe dy'd ?
Mar. My Lord, you make me now unfold ier-like
Forget the name of Martiall, to become
A paflionate husband ; her remembrance drawes
Teares from mine eyes ; Ihee dy'd fome three Moneths
fmce,
Good Lady fhee's now gone.
Princeffe. A kinde Husband
I'le warrant him : it e're I chance to bride,
Heaven grant I fmde no worfe.
Prince. Have you no children by her ?
Mar. Two fweet Girles,
Now all my hopes and folace of this earth,
Whom next the zeale I owe unto my King,
I prife above the world.
Prince. Why noble Sir,
Are they not brought up to be train'd at Court,
To attend our Sifter ?
Mar. They are young and tender,
And e're I teach them famion, I would gladly
Traine them in vertue, and to arme their youth
Againft the fmooth and amorous baits of Court.
Princeffe. As kind a Father as a Husband now :
If e're I chance to wedde, fuch Heaven grant me.
Prince. Why Heaven may heare your prayer:
here's one I warrant
That dreames not on a Husband.
Princeffe. Yet e're long
Shee may both dreame, and fpeake as much as I.
No queftion but fhe thinks as much already ;
And were her voyce and her election free,
Shee would not fticke to fay this man for me.
Prince. You make the Lady blufh.
Princeffe. Why to change face,
They fay in modeft Maides are fignes of grace :
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Yet many that like her hold downe the head,
Will ne're change colour when they're once in bed.
Prince. You'le put the Lady out of countenance
quite.
Prineeffe. Not out of heart ; for all of her com-
plexion,
Shew in their face the fire of their affection :
And even the modeft wives, this know we too,
Oft blufh to fpeake what is no fhame to doe.
Mar. Lady, the Prineeffe doth but try your
fpirit,
And prove your cheeke, yet doe not take it ill,
Hee'le one day come will ac~l the Husbands part
Enter Captain e and Cocke.
Prineeffe. Here enters one, I hope it be not he.
Cap. Attend me firrah into the prefence, and if
any of the Guard repulfe thee, regard him not
Cocke. I'le march where my Captaine leads, wer't
into the Prefence of the great Termagaunt.
Cap. My duty to the Prince, Madam your favour,
Lord Martiall, yours.
Prince. What will the fellow doe ?
Cap. Lady, your lip.
Prineeffe. My Lord, how like you this ?
Shee'd blufh to fpeake, that doth not blufh to kiffe.
Cocke. Well faid Miftris.
Prince. A good bold fellow.
Cap. You are not afham'd to acknowledge me in
this good company : I have brought thee all that the
warres have left of me ; were I better worth, 'twere all
thine ; thou canft have no more of the Cat but his
skinne, I have brought thee home the fame eyes that
firft faw thee, the fame tongue that firft courted thee,
the fame hand that firft contracted thee, and the fame
heart that firft affected thee : More I have not, leffe I
cannot : nay quickly fweet Wench, and let mee know
what to truft to.
24 The Roy all King, and
Lady Mary. Were you more worth, I could not
love you more,
Or leffe, affe6l you leffe ; you have brought me home
All that I love, your felfe, and you are welcome.
I gave no faith to Money, but a Man,
And that I cannot loofe pofleffiing you :
'Tis not the robe or garment I affect,
For who would marry with a fuite of cloaths 1
Diamonds, though fet in Lead, reteine their worth,
And leaden Knives may have a golden Iheath.
My love is to the Jewell, not the Cafe,
And you my Jewell are.
Cap. Why god amercy Wench : come firrah. Exit.
Cock. Here's a fhort horfe foone curryed.
Princeffe. Is this your fweet-heart ? I had need
wifli you much joy, for I fee but a little towards :
Where did you take him up by the hye-way, or did you
not fall in love with him hanging on a Gibbet ?
Prince. What is he for Heavens fake 1 can no man
give him his true character *\
Mar. I can my Lord, he's of a noble Houfe,
A Bonvile, and great Heire ; but being profufe,
And lavifh in his nonage, fpent the mod
Of his knovvne meanes, and hoping now at lad
To raife his fortunes by the warres now ceaft,
His hopes have fail'd him, yet we know him valiant
And fortunate in fervice : One whofe minde
No fortune can deject, no favour raife
Above his vertues pitch.
Prince. If he be fuch,
Wee'le move the King in his behalfe, and helpe
To cherim his good parts.
Enter Chefler.
Cheft. My Lord the Prince,
The King calls for you ; for he dines to day
In the great Hall with great folemnity,
And his bed ftate : Lord Martiall, you this day
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Mufl ufe your place, and waite, fo all the Lords.
Prince. Come, wee'le goe fee the King.
Mar. I (hall attend your Grace. Exit.
Princeffe. And in faith Lady can you be in love
with this ragge of honour?
Lady Ma. Madam, you know I am my Fathers
heire,
My poflibilities may raife his hopes
To their firfl height : mould I defpife my hand
In a torne glove, or tafle a poyfonous draught
Becaufe prefented in a Cup of Gold ?
Vertue will lad when wealth flyes, and is gone :
Let me drinke Nettar though in earth or (lone.
Princeffe. But fay your Father now, as many
Fathers are, proove a true worldling, and rather than
beflow thee on one dejecfled, dif-inherite thee ? how
then 1 ?
Lady Ma. My Father is my Father, but my Hus-
band,
He is my felfe : my refolution is
To profefle conftancy, and keepe mine honour ;
And rather than to Queene it where I hate,
Begge where I love : I wifh no better fate.
Princeffe. By my faith good counfell ; if I live
long enough,
It may be I may have the grace to follow it. Exit.
Sound : enter two banquets brought forth, at one the
King and the Prince in their State, at the other the
Lords : the Martiall with his Staffe and Key,
and other offices borne before him to waite on the
King.
King. This Anniverfary doe we yeerely keepe
In memory of our late victories.
In joy of which we make a publicke feaft,
And banquet all our Peeres thus openly.
Sit Lords, thofe pnely we appoint to waite,
Attend us for this day : and now to crowne
26 The Roy all King, and
Our Feftivall, we will begin this health.
Who's that fo neare our elbow ? Martiall ? you ?
Stand off we wilh you, further.
Mar. Me my Lord ?
King. Ey you my Lord.
Mar. Your Highneffe will's a law,
I fliall obey.
Kins;. You are too neare us yet : what are we
King,
Or have we countermanders 1
Chejl. Note you that ?
Clint. Now it begins.
Mar. I feare fome Sycophants
Have dealt ignobly with us to the King :
No matter I am arm'd with innocence,
And that dares front all danger.
King. Lords this Health :
The King drinks, they allftand.
See it goe round, 'twas to our victory.
Mar. With pardon, can your Highneffe that re-
member,
And fo forget me ?
King. Thou doefl prompt me well,
You are our Martiall.
Mar. I have us'd that place.
King. Your Staffe ? fupport it, and refolve me
this :
Which of yon Lords there feated at the bord,
Hail thou beene moll in oppofttion with ?
Or whom dofl thou leafl favour ?
Mar. I love all :
But mould you aske me who hath wrong'd me moft,
Then mould I point out Chefter.
King. Chefler then.
Beare him that Staffe, giv't up into his hand,
Say, I commend me to him by the name
Of our High Martiall ; take your place below,
And let him waite on us : what doe you paufe ?
Or mail we twice command 1
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Mar. Fie doo't my Lord :
Chefler, the King commends his love to you,
And by my mouth he ftyles you by the name
Of his High Martiall, which this Staffe of Office
Makes good to you ; my place I thus refigne,
And giv't up freely as it firft was mine.
You mull attend the King, it is a place
Of honour CJieJler^ and of great command,
Vfe it with no lefle modefty than he
That late injoy'd it, and refignes it thee.
Cheft. I need not your inflruclion ; the Kings
bounty
Beflows it freely, and I take my place.
Mar. And I mine here, th' allegeance that I owe
him
Bids me accept it, were it yet more low.
King. Attend us Che/ler, wait upon our Cup,
It is an honour due to you this day.
Cheft. I (hall my Lord.
Clin. Oh my Lord you are welcome, wee have not
had your company amongft us long.
Mar. You ever had my heart, though the Kings
fervice
Commanded flill my perfon : I am eas'd
Of a great burden fo the King reft pleas'd.
Aud. I have not feene a man hath borne his
difgrace with more patience ; efpecially to be forc't
with his owne hand to deliver up his honours to his
enemy.
Bonv. It would have troubl'd me, I mould not
brooke it.
King. Command yon fellow give his golden
Key
To the Lord Clinton ; henceforth we debarre him
Accefle unto our Chamber, fee it done.
Cheft. The King commands you to give up your
Key
Vnto that Lord that neares you : henceforth Sir,
You to his perfon are deny'd accefle,
28 The Roy all King, and
But when the King commands.
Mar. Say to my Liege,
The proudeft foe he hath, were he an Emperor,
Should not have forc't the leaft of thefe from me :
But I acknowledge thefe, and all I have,
To be fole his ; my life too, which as willingly
To pleafe him I will fend : I thanke his High-
neffe
That fees fo into my debility,
That he hath care to eafe me of thefe loads
That have opprefl me long ; fo Sir 'tis done :
Come Lords, now let's be merry, and drinke round,
After great tempefts we a calme have found.
And. This Lord is of an unwonted conftancy,
He entertaines his difgraces as merrily as a man dyes
that is tickled to death.
King. Cannot all this ftirre his impatience up 1
I'le fearch his breafl but I will finde his gaule :
Command him give his Staffe of Councell up.
We will beftow it elfewhere where we pleafe.
Cheft. The King would have you to forbeare the
Councel,
And to give up your StafTe.
Mar. I mail turne man,
Kings cannot force to beare more than we can.
Cheft. Sir you are moov'd ?
Mar. Thofe that are wronged may fpeake :
My Lord, I let you know my innocence,
And that my true and unftain'd Loyalty
Deferves not this difgrace ; none ever bore
Like eminence with me that hath difcharg'd it
With better zeale and confcience ; for my fervice
Let my wounds witnefle, I have foriie to mew ;
That had I not my body interpos'd,
Had beene your skarres : all my deferved honours
You have beftow'd upon my enemies,
Ey fuch as have whole skinnes,
And never bled but for their eafe and health.
You might with as much luftice take my life,
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As feaze my honours : howfoe're my Lord
Give me free leave to fpeake but as I finde,
I ever have beene true, you now unkind.
King. Will you conteft ?
What have you Sir that is not held from us ?
Or what can your owne vertue purchafe you
Without our grace 1 Are not your fortunes, favours,
And your revenewes ours ? where ftiould they end
But where they firft began ? have we not power
To give our owne 1 or mufl we aske your counfell
To grace where you appoint? neede we a Guar-
dian,
Or aime you at the place ?
Mar. Oh my dread King,
It forrows me that you mifprize my love,
And with more freedome I could part with life
Than with your Grace : my offices alas,
They were my troubles, but to want your favours,
That onely thus afflicts my loyall thoughts,
And makes me bold to tearme your Grace unkind.
King. Sir, we command you to abandon Court,
And take it as a favour that we now
Not queftion of your life ; without reply
Leave us.
Mar. I'le leave the Court as I would leave my
burden,
But from your Highneffe in this kind to part,
Is as my body mould forfake my heart. Exit.
King. Shall we not be our felfe, or (hall we
brooke
Competitors in reign e 1 ad~l what we doe
By other mens appointment ? he being gone,
We are unrival'd ; wee'le be fole t or none.
Prince. The Martiall's gone in difcontent my
Liege.
King. Pleas'd, or not pleas'd, if we be Englands
King,
And mightieft in the Spheare in which we moove,
Wee'le mine alone, this Phaeton call downe,
30 The Roy all King, and
Wee'le ftate us now midft of our beft affected :
Our new created Martiall firft lead on,
Whofe Loyalty we now muft build upon. Exit.
Enter Captaine and Clowne.
Cap. Sir, now attend me, I'le to the Ordinary,
And fee if any of my ancient friends will take
note of me.
Where's the good man ? within 1
Clown. There's none dwels here : you may fpeak
with the Mailer of the houfe if you will.
Enter the Hojl.
Ctown. Captaine, Captaine, I have defcri'd an
Hofl.
Cap. An Hofl 1 where 1 -which way march they ?
Clown. Mine Hofl of the houfe, fee where he
marches.
Cap. Here take my cloake, what is't not Dinner-
time?
Are there no gallants come yet 1
Hojl. Why Sir, doe you meane to dine here to
day?
Cap. Here doe I meane to cranch, to munch, to
eate,
To feed, and be fat my fine Cullapolis.
Hojl. You mufl pardon me Sir, my houfe in-
tertaines none but Gentlemen ; if you will fland at
gate, when Dinner's done, I'le helpe you to fome frag-
ments.
Cap. Sirrah, if your houfe be free for Gentle-
men, it is fit for me ; thou feefl I keepe my man, I've
Crownes to fpend with him that's bravefl here : Tie
keepe my roome in fpight of Silkes and Sattins.
Hojl. I would I were well rid of this ragge-
muffin.
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Enter two Gentlemen.
1. Gent. How goes the day?
2. Gent. It cannot yet be old, becaufe I fee no
more gallants come.
1. Gent. Mine Hoft, what's here?
Hoft. A Tatterdemalean, that flayes to fit at the
Ordinary to day.
2. Gent. Doefl know him ?
Hoft. I did when he was flufh, and had the Crownes ;
but fmce he grew poore, he is worne quite out of my
remembrance. He is a decay'd Captaine, and his
name is Bonvile.
1. Gent. I would he would leave this place, and
ranke himfelfe with his companions.
Enter two more.
2. Gent. Morrow Gentlemen.
3. Gent. The morning's pad, 'tis mid-day at the
lead.
4. Gent. What is the roome fo empty ?
Hoft. And pleafe your Worfhips,
Here's more by one than it can well receive.
3. Gent. What Tatter's that that walkes there?
4. Gent. If he will not leave the roome, kicke him
downe ftaires.
Cap. There's ne're a filken outfide in this com-
pany
That dares prefent a foot to doe that office :
Pie toffe that heele a yard above his head
That offers but a fpurne.
i. Gent. Can we not be private ?
Cap. I am a man like you perhaps well bred,
Nor want I coyne, for harke, my pockets chinke :
I keepe my man to attend me more perhaps,
Than fome can doe that goe in coftlier Silke.
Are you fo fearefull of a ragged fuite \
They were firft paid for e're they were put on ;
32 The Roy all King, and
A man may queftion whether yours were fo.
Who kicks firft, ha, come ; have you minde to
game ?
I'le cafl, or fet at thus much ; will you card
A reft for this ? no 1 then let's to dinner :
Come ferve in meate.
1. Gent. Mine Hoft, prithee put this fellow out of
the room,
And let him not drop his fhooe-clouts here.
2. Gent. Sfoot doft thou meane we mail goe louzie
out of the houfe 1
3. Gent. If he will not goe out by faire meanes,
Send for a Conftable.
4. Gent. And fend him to Bridewell Ordinary ;
whipping cheere is beft for him.
Hoft. Nay pray fir leave my houfe, you fee the
Gentlemen will not endure your company.
Cap. Mine Hoft, thou knewft me in my flourifh-
ing prime :
I was the firft brought cuftome to thine houfe,
Moft of my meanes I fpent here to enrich thee ;
And to fet thee up. I've caft downe my lelfe.
Hoft. I remember fir fome fuch matter, but you
fee the times change. Nay, will yon leave the Gen-
tlemen ?
Cap. The Leafe of this houfe hadft thou not from
me?
Did I not give thee both the Fyne and the Rent ?
Hofl. I muft needs fay you were bountifull when
you had it, but in troth fir, if you will not be gone,
I mail be forc't to turne you out by the head and
moulders.
Cap. And is not all this worth the trufting for an
Ordinary ?
Hoft. Nay if you prate, I (hall ufe you fomewhat
extraordinary.
Gent. Downe with the Rogue.
Cap. Since you hate calmes, and will move ftormy
Weather,
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Now Hoft and gueft fhall all downe ftaires toge-
ther.
Clown. Ah well done Matter, tickle them noble
Captaine.
Cap. Come Cock, I have tooke fome of their do-
macks away from them before Dinner.
Enter the Martiall with his two men, and his
two Daughters.
Mar. We are at peace now, and in threatned
death
We doe enjoy new life : my onely comforts,
The image of my late deceafed wife,
Now have I time to furfeit on your fight,
Which Court-imployments have debarr'd me long.
Oh Fortune, thou didft threaten mifery,
And thou haft paid me comfort ; neede we ought
That we mould feeke the fuffrage of the Court
Are we not rich ? are we not well revenew'd ?
Are not the Countrey-pleafures farre more fweete
Than the Court -cares 1 Inftead of balling fuiters
Our eares receive the muficke of the Hound j
For mounting pride and lofty ambition,
We in the Ayre behold the Falcons Tower,
And in that Morall mock thofe that afpire.
Oh my good King, inftead of threat and wrong,
Thou haft brought me reft which I have wifht fo
long.
Ifabella. Sir, we have long beene Orphans in the
Countrey,
Whilft you ftill followed your affaires at Court ;
We heard we had a Father by our Guardian,
But fcarce till now could we enjoy your fight.
KatJierinf. Nor let it feeme offenfive to your
love,
That we in your retirement mould take pride,
The King in this purfues our greater happinefle,
And quickens moft where he would moft deftroy.
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34 The Roy all King, and
Mar. You are mine owne fweet girles, & in your
vertues
I place my fole bliffe ; you are all my honours,
My favours, ftate, and offices at Court :
What are you not 1 Let the King take my lands,
And my poffeflion, and but leave me you,
He leaves me rich ; more would I not defire,
And leffe he cannot grant.
Enter aferuant.
Serv. One from the King
Attends your honour, and his urgency
Craves quicke difpatch.
Mar. Ladies withdraw a little,
I long to know what mifchiefe's now afoot ;
Wee'le front it be it death, ey and march towards it.
A Chaire, admit the Herald, let him in ;
We are arm'd 'gainft what can come, our breafl is
true,
And that's one Maxim, what is forc't, is wrong,
We can both keepe our heart and guide our tongue.
Enter thefervant uJJierin% in Chefler.
Cheft. Sir, the King greets you, and commands you
effecl
His will in this ; you know the Character.
Mar. My good Lord Martiall you are welcome
hither,
Thefe Lines I kiffe becaufe they came from him.
Cheft. You'le like the letter better than the
flyle:
Ha, change your face 1 is your blood moov'd to the
tyde,
Or ebbes it to your heart ?
Mar. Thou haft two Daughters, He reads.
Faire by report, her whom thou lov'fl beft
Send to the Court : it is thy Kings beheft,
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Doe this on thy allegeance.
Cheft. Sir your Anfvver \
Mar. I pray Sir deale with men in mifery
Like one that may himfelfe be miferable :
Infult not too much upon men didred,
Play not too much upon my wretchedneffe ;
The noble minds dill will not when they can.
Cheft. I cannot flay for anfwer, pray be briefe.
Mar. You are more welcome than your meffage
Sir,
And yet that's welcome comming from my King ;
Pray Sir forbeare me, 'tis the Kings command,
And you (hall know mine anfwer indantly :
Receive him nobly.
Cheft. I (hall waite your pleafure.
Mar. Malice, revenge, difpleafure, envy, hate,
I had thought that you had onely dwelt at Court,
And that the Countrey had beene cleere and free :
But from Kings wraths no place I finde is fafe.
My faired daughter ? had the King commanded
One of my hands, I had fent it willingly ;
But her ! yet Kings mud not be dallied with,
Somewhat I mud refolve to breed of force
Treafon or to my blood, or to my King,
Falfe Father, or falfe Subject I mud proove,
Be true to him I ferve, or her I love,
Somewhat I mud : my Daughters, call them in :
Enter one ujhering the Ladies.
Leaue them and us.
Ladies I mud be blunt, the King's difpleas'd,
And hearing of two children whom I love,
My patience and my loyalty to try,
Commands that (he whom I love bed mud dye.
Ifab. Dye 1 'las that's nothing ; mud not all
men fo 1
And doth not Heaven crowne martyr'd innocence 1
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36 The Roy all King, and
I was affraid my Lord the King had fent
To have ftrumpetted the faireft of your blood :
An innocent death my Lord is crowne of reft,
Then let me dye as her whom you love beft.
Kath. If but to dye, prove that you love me
then ;
Death were moft welcome to confirme your love.
Alas my Sifter, me hath not the heart
To looke upon a rough Tormenters face :
I am bold and conftant, and my courage great ;
As token of your love then point out me.
Mar. Alas my girles for greater ills prepare,
Death would end yours, and fomewhat eafe my
forrows :
What I muft fpeake, containes Heavens greateft
curie,
Search all the world, you can finde nought fo ill,
Ifdb. Speak't at once.
Mar. Her whom I beft affect,
The King intends to ftrumpet.
Kath. Bleffe me Heaven !
Mar. Should he,
Kath. By all my joyes I'le fooner dye
Then fuffer it.
Ifab. And fo by Heaven will I.
Mar. Now you are mine indeed, who would fore-
goe
One of thefe jemmes fo fine, and valued fo 1
But paffion give me leave, the King commands,
I muft obey. The faireft he fent for ;
None of my daughters have beene feene at Court,
Nor hath the ambitious Chefter view'd them yet :
My eldeft then (hall goe, come hither girle ;
I fend thee, (Heaven knowes) whether to thy death
Or to thine honour \ though he envie me T
Yet in himfelfe the King is honourable,
And will not ftretch his malice to my child.
The worft I feare, and yet the beft I hope,
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I charge thee then even by a fathers name,
If the King daine to take thee to his bed
By name of Queene, if thou perceiv'ft thy felfe
To be with child, conceale it even from him ;
Next, when thou find'll him affable and free,
Find out fome talke about thy Sifter here,
As thus ; thy Father fent thee but in jeft,
Thy Sifter's faireft, and I love her beft.
Ifab. It may incenfe the King.
Mar. What I intend
Is to my felfe, inquire no further of it.
Ifab. I mal performe your will, and thus re-
folv'd
To be a Martyr e're a Concubine.
But if the King afford me further favour,
In my clofe bofome your laft words Fie place.
Mar. Sifter and Sifter part, be you not feene
Bid her farewell, a Martyr or a Queene.
They cannot fpeake for teares, alas for woe,
That force mould part Sifter and Sifter thus,
And that the Child and Father of one heart,
Commands, and powerfull threats mould thus divide.
But Chefter ftayes, within there ?
Enter fervant.
Serv. My Lord ?
Mar. Have you receiv'd Earle Chefter honour-
ably?
Serv. The nobleft welcome that the houfe could
yeeld
He hath had my Lord, nothing was held too deere :
He much extolls your bounty.
Mar. Vfher him in, we are now ready for him.
Serv. I (hall my Lord.
* Enter Chefter.
Chejl. Sir, I have ftay'd your leafure, now your
Anfwer ?
38 The Roy all King, and
Mar. That I obey, the faireft of my girles
I fend the King.
Cheft. I eafily can beleeve
That this the faireft is, her like in Court
Lives not ; me is a Prefent for a King.
Mar. Say to the King I give her, but condi-
tionally,
That if he like not this faireft of the two,
Vnftain'd he will his gift fend backe againe.
Chejl. I fhall, come Lady.
Mar. My Lord, I doe not load you with com-
mends
And duties which I could doe to the King :
I know your love, your memory may faile you,
And you them all may fcatter by the way.
Doe thou a Fathers duty thus in teares,
And fend me how thou fpeed'ft to free thefe feares.
Exeunt,
Aftus tertius.
Enter Clowne and the Lady Mary.
Mary. Came you from him ?
Clown. Yes if it pleafe your Maidenmip ; my
Mafter fends you word he is the old man, and his
fuite is the old fuite ftill, and his cloaths the old
cloaths : He fcornes to be a changeling, or a fhifter ;
he feares nothing but this, that hee fhall fall into the
Lord your fathers hands for want of reparations.
Mary. We know thy meaning, here beare him this
gold,
And bid him fuite him like the man he was,
Bid him to face the proudeft hee in Court;
He fhall not want whilft we have.
Clowne. That was out of my Commiffion Lady,
Gold tempts, I have commandment not to touch
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it ; 'tis another thing he aymes at : it is a thing, but I
know not what manner of thing ; but fomething it is,
and he vowes not to fhift a Hurt till he be further re-
folv'd : hee onely fends you Commendations, and
withall to know if you would (land to your word.
Mary. He wrongs rne to cad doubts :
Tell him I am the fame I ever was,
And ever will continue as I am.
But that he mould difdaine this courtefie
Being in want, and comming too from me,
Doth fomewhat trouble me.
Clowne. We want Madam 1 you are deceived, wee
have ftore, of ragges; plenty, of tatters; abound-
ance, of jagges ; huge rents, witneffe our breeches ;
ground enough to command, for we can walke where we
will, none will bid us to Dinner ; houfes rent-free, and
goodly [ones to chufe where we will ; the Martialfie,
the Counter, Newgate, Bridewell ; and would a man
defire to dwell in flronger buildings ? and can you
fay that we are in want ? No Lady, my Captaine wants
nothing but your love, and that he intreats you to fend
by me the bearer.
Mary. I doe, with all the beft affeaion
A Virgin can beftow upon her friend.
Clown. I dare fweare he is an honefl man, but I
dare not fay he is a true man.
Mary. How, not a true man ?
Clowne. No ; for hee hath fworne
you away, and thus I prove it : if he
away, I am fure you wil not goe naked ; he cannot
fteale you, but hee mufl fteale the cloaths you have
on ; and he that fleales apparrell, what is he but a
Theefe ? and hee that is a Theefe cannot be a true
man Ergo.
Mary. That is no theft when men but fleale their
owne,
And I am his, witneffe this Diamond,
Which beare him, and thus fay, that no difafler
Shall ever part me from his company.
to fleale
fleale you
40 The Roy all King, and
Clown. I mall beare this with as good will
as you would beare him, Vtcunque volumus.
Mary. What are we but our words \ when they
are paft,
Faith fhould fucceed, and that fhould ever laft.
My Father ?
Enter Audley.
And. Wots thou who's returnd,
The unthrift Bonvile, ragged as a fcarre-crow,
The Warres have gnaw'd his garments to the skinne :
I met him, and he told me of a Contract.
Mary. Sir, fuch a thing there was.
And. Vpon condition if he came rich.
Mary. I heard no fuch exception.
And. Thou doeil not meane to marry with a beg-
ger?
Mary. Vnleffe he be a Gentleman, and Bonvile
Is by his birth no leffe.
Aud. Such onely gentile are, that can maintaine
Gentility.
Mary. Why, mould your ftate faile you,
Can it from you your honours take away ?
Whilft your Allegeance holds, what need you more,
You ever mail be noble although poore.
Aud. They are noble that have nobles j gentle
they
That appeare fuch.
Mary. Indeed fo worldlings fay :
But vertuous men proove they are onely deare
That all their riches can about them beare.
Sound : Enter the King, Clinton, Bonvile, Prince,
Princeffe.
King. Is not Earle Chefter
Return' d yet with an anfwer from the Martiall ?
Prim. Not yet my Lord.
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King. For fuch contention we -now fcorne re-
venge,
Wee'le try the utmofl of his patience now :
He would exceed our love, if it appeare,
He will hold nothing for his King too deere.
Aud. Earle Chejler is return'd.
Enter Chefler and Ifabella.
King. Haft brought her Chejler 1
Chejl. Her whom her father the moft faire
efteemes,
He hath fent by me, onely with this requeft,
That if his free gift doe not like your Highneffe,
You'le fend her backe untoucht to his embrace.
King. I feare we (hall not, me appeares too faire,
So ftreightly to part with : what is he would
Attempt fuch virgin-modefty to ftaine
By hopes of honour, flatteries, or conftraint ?
How doe you like her t your opinions Lords ?
Prince. A beauteous Lady, one that hath no
peere
In the whole Court.
King. Therefore I hold her precious.
Princeffe. A fairer face in Court who ever faw 1
Her beauty would become the name of Queene.
Clin. One of more flate or Ihape where mall we
finde?
Aud. Her modefty doth doe her beauty grace,
Both in her cheeke have chus'd a foveraigne feate.
King. You have paft cenfure Lady, now you're
mine,
And by your Fathers free gift you are fo,
To make, or marre ; to keepe, or to beftow.
Ifab. It glads me I am prefent to a King,
Whom I have alwayes heard my father tearme
Royall in all things ; vertuous, modeft, chafte :
And to have one free attribute befides,
Which even the greateft Emperour need not fcorne,
42 The Roy all King, and
Honefl ; to you if you be fuch my Liege,
A. Virgins love I proflrate, and a heart
That wifhes you all goodneffe with the duty
Of a true fubje<5l, and a noble father ;
Then mighty Prince report your fubject noble,
Since all thofe vertues you receive in me.
King. Thou haft o'recome us all ; that thou haft
tearm'd us,
Wee'le ftrive to be, and to make good thofe attri-
butes
Thou haft beftow'd upon us, rife our Queene,
Thy vertue hath tooke off the threatning edge
Of our intended hate : though thou art ours
Both by free gift and duty, which we challenge
As from a fubjedl ; though our power could ftretch
To thy difhonour, we proclaime thee freed,
And in this grace thy father we exceed.
Prince. The King in this (hews honour : Princes
ftill
Should be the Lords of their owne appetites,
And cherifh vertue.
King. Have I your applaufe 1
Bon. Your Highneffe fhews both Royalty and
Judgment
In your faire choice.
King. Are your opinions fo ?
And. Farre be it mighty King we mould diftaft
Where you fo well affect.
Princeffe. For grace and feature
England affords not a more compleate Virgin,
Clin. Were me not the Martials daughter,
I'd tearme her worthy for my Soveraignes Bride.
Cheft. Ey that's the griefe.
King. This kifie then be the Scale,
Thou art our Queene, and now art onely mine,
Ifab. May I become your vaffall and your Hand-
maid,
Titles but equall to my humble birth :
But fince your Grace a higher title daines,
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Envy mufl needs obey where power compells.
King. Give expeditious order for the Rites
Of thefe our prefent Nuptials which (hall be
Done with all State, and due folemnity ;
And Martiall in this bufmefle thou malt finde
Thy felfe defective, and not us unkind.
Enter fervant.
Serv. Health to your Highnefie.
King. Whence ?
Ser. From my fad Matter,
Your Martiall once, now your dejected vaflall,
And thus he bid me fay : If the King daine
To grace my daughter with the ftile of Queene,
To give you then this Casket which containes
A double dower ; halfe of this mighty fumme
He out of his revenewes had afforded,
Had me bin match but to a Barons bed \
But fince your Highnefle daines her for your Bride,
And his Alliance fcornes not to difdaine,
He faith a double dower is due to you.
King. He ttrives to exceed us ttill ; this emulation
Begets our hate, and queftions him of life.
This Dower we take, his Daughter entertaine,
But him we never mail receive to grace.
Beare not from us fo much as love or thankes :
We onely ftrive in all our actions
To be held peerelefle for our courtefie
And Royall bounty, which appeares the worfe,
Since he a Subject, would precede his Prince :
And did we not his Daughter dearely love,
Wee'd fend her backe with fcorne, and bafe neglect.
But her we love, though him in heart defpife,
Pay him that thanks for all his courtefies.
Serv. In this imployment I will ttrive to doe
Th' office of a fubject, and of fervant too.
King. Since to that emulous Lord we have fent
our hate
44 The Roy all King, and
Come to our Nuptials let's paffe on in ftate. Exit.
Enter Captaine and Clowne.
Cap. The humours of Court, Citty, Campe, and
Country I have trac't, and in them can finde
no man, but money ; all fubfcribe to this Motto,
Malo pecuniam viro. Oh poverty, thou art efteem'd
a finne worfe than whoredome, gluttony, extortion, or
ufury :
And earthy gold, thou art preferr'd 'fore Heaven.
Let but a poore man in a thred-bare fuite,
Or ragged as I am, appeare at Court,
The fine-nos'd Courtiers will not fent him ; no,
They munne the way as if they met the Peft :
Or if he have a fuite, it ftrikes them deafe,
They cannot heare of that fide.
Clown. Come to the Citty, the Habberdafher will
fooner call us blockheads, than blocke us ; come to
the Sempflers, uhleffe we will give them money, we
cannot enter into their bands : though we have the
Law of our fides, yet wee may walke through Burchin-
lane and be non-fuited : come bare-foot to a Shooe-
maker, though he be a Conflable, he will not put us
into his Stocks ; though the Girdler be my brother,
yet he will not let his leather imbrace me ; come to
the Glover, his gloves are either fo little that I cannot
plucke them on, or fo great that I cannot compaffe.
And for the Campe, there's honour cut out of the
whole peece, but not a ragge of money.
Cap. The ' Countrey hath alliance with the reft :
my purpofe is now I have fo thorowly made proofe of
the humours of men, I will next affay the difpofitions
of women, not of the choiceft, but of thofe whom wee
call good wenches.
Cloivne. Pray Mafter if you goe to a houfe of
good fellowfhip, give me fomething to fpend upon my
Cockatrice ; if I have nothing about me, I mail never
get in.
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Cap. Ther's for you firrah ; doth not the world
wonder I mould be fo flufh of money, and fo bare in
cloaths ? the reafon of this I (hall give account for
hereafter : But (to our purpofe, here they fay dwels
my Lady Bawdy-face, here will we knock.
Enter Bawd.
Bawd. Who's there ? what would you have ? ha ?
Cap. Sweet Lady we would enter ; nay by your
leave.
Bawd. Enter 1 where ? here be no breaches for
you to enter truely.
Cap. And yet we are fouldiers, and have venter' d
upon as hot fervice as this place affords any.
Bawd. Away you bafe companions, we have no
breaches for fuch tatter'd breeches, we have no patches
to fuite with your ragges.
Cap. Nay, pray give way.
Bawd. Away you rogues, doe you come to make
your ragges here ? doe you thinke we can vent our
ware without money you rafcals ? get you from my
doore you beggerly companions, or I'le wafh you
hence with hot fcalding water.
Clown. Nay I warrant her, wenches can afford her
that at all times.
Bawd. Doe I keepe houfe to entertaine Tatterde-
maleans with a Poxe, you will be gone ?
Cap. We mufl forbeare, the gallants are out of
patience, fland afide,
Enter two Gentlemen.
1. Gent. I would faine goe in, but I have fpent all
my mony.
2. Gent. No matter, they (hall not know fo much
till we get in, and then let me alone, Tie not out till I
be fir'd out.
i. Gent. Then let's fet a good face of the matter,
46 The Roy all King, and
By your leave Lady.
Bawd. You're welcome Gentlemen.
1 . Gent. What fellows be yon ?
Bawd. Two poore fouldiers that came for an
almes and pleafe you, that flay for fome reverfions ;
there's none fuch come into my houfe I warrant you.
2. Gent. Save you fweet Lady.
Bawd. Where be thofe kitchinftuffes here, mall
we have no attendants ? mew thefe Gentlemen into a
clofe roome, with a Handing bed in't, and a truckle
too ; you are welcome Gentlemen.
Cap. Tis generall thorow the world, each ftate
efteemes
A man not what he is, but what he feemes :
The pureft flefh rag'd can no entrance have,
But It'ch and all difeafe if it come brave,
Wide open ftand the gates of lufl and fin,
And thofe at which the wide world enters in.
Madam, to be fhort, I muft have a wench, though I
am ragged outward, I am rich inward ; here's a brace
of Angels for you, let me have a pritty wench, Tie be
as bountifull to her.
Bawd. Your Worfhip's very heartily welcome :
wher's Sis\ Where's loycel the beft roome in the
houfe for the Gentleman : call Miftris Prifdlla y and
bid her keepe the Gentleman company.
Cap. I'le make bold to enter.
Bawd. Your Worfhip's mofl lovingly welcome :
let the Gentlemen have attendance, and clean e linn en
if he need any ; whither would you, you rogue ?
Clown. Marry I would after my Matter.
Bawd. Thy Matter ? why is yon raggamuffin able
to keep a man ?
Clown. Ey that is he able to keep a man, and
himlelfe too.
Bawd. Then that man mutt be able to pay for
himfelfe too, or elfe he may coole his heeler without
if his appetite be hot.
Clown. Then mall I not goe in ?
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47
Baivd. No by my Mayden-head fhal you not, nor
any fuch beggerly companion mall enter here but he
(hall come thorow me too.
Clown. No ? what remedy ? ha, ha ; hee that rings
at a doore with fuch a Bell, and cannot enter ? Shakts
Well, if there be no remedy, Tie even flay a purfe.
without
Bawd. Oh me ! is it you Sir ? and are fo flrange,
to (land at the doore 1 Pray will you come neare
your Mailer is new gone in afore : Lord, Lord, that
you would not enter without trufling ! you were even
as farre out of my remembrance as one that I had
never feene afore.
Clowu. I cannot blame you to forget me, for I
thinke this be the firft time of our meeting.
Bawd. What would you have Sir ?
Clown. Nothing as they fay, but a congratulation
for our firft acquaintance. I have it here old bully
bottom, I have it here.
Bawd. I have it here too : nay, pray fir come in,
I am loath to kiffe at doore, for feare my neighbours
mould fee.
Clowne. Speake, (hall you and I condogge to-
gether 1
I'le pay you to a haire.
Bawd. Nay, I befeech you fir, come in : a Gentle-
man, and (land at doore ? I'le lead the way, and you
fhal come behind.
Clown. No, no; I will not falute you after the
Italian fafhion : Tie enter before.
Bawd. Mod lovingly, pray draw the latch fir.
Exit.
Enter the two Gentlemen with the two wenches.
i. Gent. Nay faith fweet rogue thou (halt trufl me
for once.
i . Whore. Trufl you ? come up, can'fl thou pay
the hackny for the hire of a horfe, and think'ft thou
to breath me upon trufl 1
48 The Royall King, and
i. Gen. Thou bid'ft me come up, and flial I not
ride?
1. Whore. Yes the gallows as foone.
2. Whore. A Gentleman, and have no money 1
marry you make a mofl knightly offer.
2. Gent. How 1 to offer thee no money ?
2. Whore. How can they offer that have none ?
2. 6 ! ^/. I'le either give thee ware or money, that's
as good.
2. Whore. Ey but fir, I'le deale with no fuch
chapmen.
Enter Bawd, Captaine, and Clowne.
Bawd. What's the matter here? ha? can you not
agree about the bargaine ?
1. Whore. Here's Gallants would have us breath'd,
and forfooth they have no money.
2. Whore. They thinke belike, dyet, lodging, ruffes,
cloaths, and holland-fmocks can all be had without
money, and a difeafe, if wee mould catch it, Heaven
bleffe us, can be cur'd without money.
Bawd. That's fine yfaith : if my beds be maken
out of their joynts, or my cords broken, muft not the
loyner and the Rope-maker both have money ? if my
rugges be rub'd out with your toes, can they be re-
pair'd without money ? if my linnen be foul'd, can I
pay my landrefle without money ? befides, we mufl
have fomething to maintaine our broken windows I
hope ; the Glazier wil not mend them without mony.
i. Gent. Come, come, let's run a fcore for once.
Bawd. You mail not fcore of my tally, out of my
doores.
Enter Captaine.
Cap. Why fhall we not be bofom'd 1 have we paid,
and mufl we not have wenches ?
Bawd. You Ihal have the choiceft of my houfe
gentlemen.
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i. Gent. Who, thofe Rafcallst
Bawd. They be Rafcalls that have no money ;
thole be Gentlemen that have Crownes ; thefe are they
that pay the loyner, the rope-maker, the Vpholfter, the
Laundror, the Glazier ; will you get out of my doores,
or fliall wee fcolde you hence 1
Clmun. That you (hall never by thrufling them
out of doores.
1. Gent. Who but a mad man would be fo bafe as
to be hir'd, much more to hire one of thofe bruitifls,
that make no difference betwixt a Gentleman and a
begger, nay, I have feene enough to be foone in-
treated.
2. Gent. You mall not need to feare me, I am
gone :
Hee's pad before, nor will I (lay behinde ;
I have feene enough to loath all your fiflerhood.
Bawd. Marry farewell (rod. Now Sir, will you
make your choice, and your man after ?
Cap. I'le have both, thefe are mine.
Clown. Goe you then with your paire of Whores,
I'le goe with this old skuller that firfl ply'd me.
Bawd. I fee thou loveft to goe by water ; come,
mall we dally together ? fit 'upon my knee my fvveet boy,
what money hail thou in thy purfe ? wilt thou beflow
this upon me my fweet chicke ?
Clowne. I'le fee what I (hall have firfl for my
money by your favour.
1. Whore. And (hall I have this 1
2. Whore. And I this ?
Cap. Both thefe are mine, we are agreed then ?
But I am afham'd, being fuch a tatter'd rogue, to lye
with two fuch fine gentlewomen ; befides, to tell you
truely, I am louzie.
i.. Whore. No matter, thou (halt have a cleane
(hirt, and but pay for the wafhing, and thy cloaths
(hall in the meane time be cafi. into an Oven.
Cap. But I have a worfe fault, my skinne's not
perfecl. :
50 The Roy all King, and
What mould I fay I am 1
2. Whore. Itchy ? Oh thou fhalt have Brim-florae
and Butter.
Cap. Worfe than all thefe, my body is difeafed,
I mail infect yours.
i. Whore. If we come by any mifchance, thou
haft money to pay for the cure : come, mail's with-
draw into the next chamber ?
Cap. You are not women, you are devils both,
And that your Damme ; my body fave in warres,
Is yet unskarr'd, nor mail it be with you.
Say the lad leacher that imbrac't you here,
And folded in his armes your rottenneffe,
Had beene all thefe, would you not all that filth
Vomite on me ? or who would buy difeafes,
And make his body for a Spittle fit,
That may walke found 1 I came to fchoole you
Who ore,
Not to corrupt you ; for what need I that
When you are all corruption ; be he lame,
Have he no Nofe, be all his body flung
With the French Fly, with the Sarpego dry'd :
Be he a Lazar, or a Leper, bring
Coyne in his fift, he mall embrace your lufl
Before the pureft flefh that fues of truft.
Bawd* What Diogenes have we here 1 I warrant
the Cinnick himfelfe fayd not fo much when he was
feene to come out of a Bawdy houfe.
Cap. He fham'd not to come out, but held it
fmne
Not to be pardon'd, to be feene goe in.
But Tie be modeft : nay, nay, keepe your Gold
To cure thofe hot difeafes you have got,
And being once cleere, betake you to one man,
And fludy to be honefl, that's my counfell :
You have brought many like yon Gentlemen
That jet in Silkes, to goe thus ragg'd like us,
Which did they owne our thoughts, thefe rags would
change
tie Loyall Siibjett. 5 1
To mine as we (hall, though you think it flrange.
Come, come, this houfe is infected, (hall we goe ?
Clowne. Why Sir, (hall I have no fport for my
money, but even a fnatch and away ?
Cap. Leave me, and leave me ever, and obferve
This rule from me, where there is lodg'd a Whore,
Thinke the Plagues crofle is fet upon thai doore.
Clowne. Then Lord have mercy upon us : where
have we beene 1
The Clowne goes learing away, andjhaking
his head.
Bawd. Hifl, hid ; heere's a rayling companion in-
deed.
i. Whore. 1 know not what you call a rayling
companion : but fuch another difcourfe would make
me goe neere to turn honeft.
Bawd. Nay, if you be in that minde, Tie fend
for your love : the plague in my houfe ? the Pox is
as foone : I am fure there was never man yet that
had Lord have mercy upon us in his minde, that
would ever enter here : Nay will you goe 1
Sound, enter the King, Prince, Princeffe, all the Lords,
the Queene y &*c.
King. Before you all I here acknowledge Lords,
I never held me happy but in this
My vertuous choice, in having your applaufe,
Me-thinks I had the fweet confent of Heaven.
Prince. This noble Lady, now my royall Mother,
Hath by her love to you, regard to us,
And courteous affability to all,
Attain'd the generall fuffrage of the Realme.
Princcffe. Her modeft carriage (hall be rules to
me,
Her words inftruclions, her behaviour precepts,
Which I (hall ever fludy to obferve.
Queen. I feele my body growing by the King,
And I am quicke although he know it not ;
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Now comes my fathers lafl injunction
To my remembrance, which I mufl fulfil,
Although a Queene, I am his daughter ftill.
King. Lords, and the reft forbeare us till we
call,
A chaire firft, and another for our Queene,
Some private conference we intend with her :
Now leave us. Exeunt Lords.
King. My fairefl Ifabella^ the choice Jewell
That I weare next my heart ; I cannot hide
My love to thee, 'tis like the Sunne invelopt
In watery clouds, whofe glory will breake thorow,
And fpite oppofure, fcornes to be conceal' d ;
Saving one thing, aske what my kingdome yeelds,
And it is freely thine.
Queen. What's that my Lord 1
King. I cannot fpeake it without fome diftafle
To thee my Queene, yet if thy heart be ours
Name it not to me.
Queen. I am onely yours.
King. Begge not thy fathers free repeale to
Court,
And to thofe offices we have beftow'd,
Save this, my Kingdome, and what it containes,
Is thy wills fubjecl.
Queen. You are my King, and Husband j
The firft includes allegeance, the next duty,
Both thefe have power above a Fathers name,
Though as a daughter I could with it done,
Yet fince it ftands againft your Royall pleafure,
I have no fuite that way.
King. Thou now haft thruft thy hand into my
bofome,
And we are one : Thy beauty, oh thy beauty !
Never was King bleft with fo faire a wife,
I doe not blame thy Father to preferre
Thee 'fore thy fifter both in love and face,
Since Europe yeelds not one of equall grace :
Why fmiles my love ?
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Queen. As knowing one fo faire,
With whom my pale cheeke never durft compare :
Had you but feene my Sifter, you would fay,
To her the blufliing Corral! mould give way :
For her cheeke ftaines it ; Lillies to her brow
Muft yeeld their Ivory whitenefle, and allow
Themfelves o'recome. If e're you faw the skie
When it was clear'ft, it never could come nigh
Her Azure veines in colour ; fhee's much clearer,
Ey, and her love much to my Father dearer.
King. We by our noble Martial! made requeft
For the mod faire, and her whom he befl lov'd :
Durft he delude us ?
Queen. What I fpeake is true,
So will your felfe fay when fhee comes in place.
King. Our love to thee mail not o'recome that
hate
We owe thy Fatber, though thou bee'ft our Queene.
Queen. He keeps her as his Treafure, locks her
fafe
Within his armes : he onely minded me
As one he lov'd not, but thought meerely loft.
King. Thou art loft indeed, for thou haft loft my
heart,
Nor (halt thou keepe it longer : all my love
Is fwallowed in the fpleene I beare thy Father,
And in this deepe difgrace put on his King,
Which wee'le revenge.
Enter Prince, Princeffe^ Chefter, Clinton, Bonvile,
and Audley.
King. It mall be 4hus :
Chejler beare hence this Lady to her Father
As one unworthy us, with her that dower
The double dower he by his fervant fent :
Thy teares nor knee mail once prevaile with us.
As thou art loyall, without further language
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Depart our prefence, wee'le not heare thee fpeake.
Cheft. What fhall I further fay ?
King. Command him on his life to fend to
Court
His tother Daughter, and at our firfl fummons,
Left we proclaime him Traytor : this fee done
On thy Allegeance.
Cheft. Now the goale is ours.
King. None dare to cenfure or examine this,
That we mall hold our friend, or of our blood :
Subje6ls that dare againft their Kings contend,
Hurle themfelves downe whilft others hie afcend.
Exit.
Alus quartus.
Enter the Martiall and his daughter Katherine.
Mar. I fee the King is truely honourable ;
All my difgraces and difparagements
He hath made good to me in this, to queene my
child,
And which more glads me, with fuch ardency
He feemes to affect her, and to hold her deare,
That nothing's valued, if compar'd with her.
Now Heaven whilft thou this fecond happineffe
And bliffe wilt lend me, I fhall ftill grow great
In my content, opinion, and my fate,
In fpight of whifperers, and Court-flatterers.
Kath. Had you beft lov'dmy Sifter, and leffe
me,
I had beene Queene before her ; but me venter'd
For her preferment, therefore 'tis her due ;
Out of our feares and loves her honours grew.
Mar. Whilft I may keepe thy beauty in mine
eye,
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And with her new rais'd fortunes fill mine care,
I fecond none in blifie ; flic's my Court comfort,
Thou my home happineffe : in thefe two bled,
Heaven hath inrich't me with a crowne of reft.
Kath. Nor doe I covet greater Royalties
Than to enjoy your prefence, and your love,
The beft of thefe I prize above all fortunes,
Nor would I change them for my Sifters ftate.
Mar. Her beauty and her vertues mixt, have
won
The King my Soveraigne to be tearm'd my fon.
Enter Servant.
Ser. Earle Chefter, with the Queene your princely
daughter
Are without traine alighted at the gate,
And by this entred.
Mar. Thou haft troubled me,
And with a thoufand thoughts at once perplex't
My affrighted heart : admit them ; foft, not yet ;
What might this meane ? my daughter in the
charge
Of him that is my greateft oppofite,
And without traine, fuch as becomes a Queene ?
More tempeft towards Kate^ from which fweete
child,
If I may keepe thee, may it on my head
Powre all his wrath, even till it ftrike me dead.
Kath. Rather, my Lord, your Royall life to free,
All his fterne fury let him fhowre on me.
Ser. My Lord mail I admit them 1
Mar. Prithee flay,
Fate threatens us, I would devife a meanes
To fhun it if we might : thou malt withdraw,
To his Daughter.
And not be feene ; fomething we muft devife
To guard our felves, and ftand our oppofites :
Gpe keepe your chamber, now let Cheflcr in.
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Serv. I mall my Lord.
Mar. My Loyalty for me, that keepe me ftill ;
A Tower of fafety, and a fhield 'gainft Fate.
Entering the fervant ujkering Chefler and the Queene.
Chefl. The King thy daughter hath in fcorrie fent
backe.
Mar. Paufe there, and as y'are noble anfwer me
E're you proceed, but to one queftion.
Cheft. Propound it.
Mar. Whence might this diftafte arife ?
From any loofe demeanor, wanton carriage,
Spoufe-breach, or difobedience in my daughter?
If fo, I'le not receive her, fhee's not mine. .
Queen. That let mine enemy fpeake, for in this
kind
I would be tax't by fuch.
Chell. Vpon my foule
There is no guilt in her.
Mar. Bee't but his humour,
Th' art welcome, both my daughter and my Queene ;
In this my Palace thou malt reigne alone,
I'le keepe thy date, and make thefe armes thy
Throne :
Whil'fl thou art chart, thy flile with thee mail flay,
And reigne, though none but I and mine obey.
What can you further fpeake 1
Cheft. Her double Dower
The King returnes thee.
Mar. We accept it, fee
It mail maintaine her port even with her name,
Being my Kings wife, fo will I love his Grace,
Shee lhall not want, will double this maintaine her.
Cheft. Being thus difcharg'd of her, I from the
King
Command thee fend thy fairer Girle to Court,
Shee that's at home, with her to ac~l his pleafure.
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Mar. Sir, you were lent to challenge, not to
kill ;
Thefe are not threats, but blowes, they wound, they
wound.
CJieft. If Treafons imputation thou wilt fliun,
And not incurre the forfeit of thy life,
Let the Kings will take place.
Mar. You have my offices,
Would you had now my griefe ; but that alone
I muft endure : would thou hadft both, or none.
Sentence of death when it is mildly fpoke,
Halfe promifes life ; but when your doome you
mixe
With fuch rough threats, what is't but twice to kill ?
You tyrannize Earle Chejltr.
Chejler. Will you fend her ?
Mar. That you (hall know anon. Tell me my
Queene,
How grew this quarrell 'tweene the King and thee 1
Qrteen. By you was never Lady more belov'd,
Or wife more conflant than I was to him :
Have you forgot your charge, when I perceiv'd
My felfe fo growne, I could no longer hide
My greatnefle, I began to fpeake the beauties
Of my faire Sifter, and how much (he excell'd,
And that you fent me thither as a jefl,
That fhee was faireft, and you lov'd her bed ?
Mar. Enough ; th' art fure with child, and neare
thy time.
Queen. Nothing more fure.
Mar. Then that from hence (hall grow
A falve for all our late indignities : '
Pray doe my humble duty to the King,
And thus excufe me, that my daughter's ficke,
Crazed, and weake, and that her native beauty
Is much decay'd ; and mould (lie travell now,
Before recovered, 'twould ingage her life
To too much danger : when the hath ability
And ftrength to journey, I will fend her fafe
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Vnto my King ; this as I am a fubjedl,
And loyall to his Highneffe.
Cheft. Your excuie
Hath ground from love and reafon : This your anfwer
I fhall return e to the King.
Mar. With all my thanks :
That fmce my daughter doth diftafte his bed,
He hath fent her backe, and home to me her
father,
His pleafure I withftand not, but returne
My zeale, and thefe doe not forget I pray.
Cheft. I fhall your words have perfecT;, and repeate
them
Vnto the King.
Mar. I mould difgrace her beauty
To fend it maim'd and wayning ; but when me
Attaines her perfedlneffe, then mall appeare
The brightefl Starre fix'd in your Courtly Spheare.
Cheft. The King mail know as much.
Mar. It is my purpofe,
All my attempts to this one head to draw,
Once more in courtefies to o'recome the King.
Come beauteous Queene, and thy faire Sifter cheere,
Whom this fad newes will both amaze and feare.
Exeunt.
Enter Bonvile in all his bravery, and his man in
a new livery.
Cap. Sirrah, are all my lands out of morgage, and
my deeds redeem'd ?
Clowne. I cannot tell that Sir ; but wee have had
whole cheft-fulls of writings brought home to our
houfe.
Cap. Why then 'tis done, I am poffefl againe
Of all my Fathers ancient revenues.
Clowne. But how came you by all this money to
buy thefe new fuits ? methinks we are not the men we
were.
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Cap. Queftionleffe that ; for now thofe that before
defpis'd us, and our company, at meeting give us the
bonjour.
Oh Heaven, thou ever art Vertues fole Patron,
And wilt not let it fmke : all my knowne fortunes
I had ingag'd at home, or (pent abroad :
But in the warres, when I was held quite bank-
rupt
Of all good happ, it was my chance to quarter
In fuch a houfe when we had fack't a Towne,
That yeelded me meilimable ftore
Of gold and Jewells, thofe I kept till now
Vnknowne to any, pleading poverty,
Onely to try the humour of my friends ;
Which I have proov'd, and now know how to
finde
Fixt upon wealth, to want unnaturall.
Enter Match and Touch-boxe.
Clown. See Sir, yonder are my old fellows, Match
and Touch-boxe ; I doe not thinke but they come to
offer their fervice to you.
Touch. Save thee noble Captaine, hearing of thy
good fortunes, and advancement, I am come to offer
my felfe to be partaker of the fame, and to follow thee
in the fame colours that thou hafl fuited the reft of
thy fervants.
Clown. God-a-mercy horfe, you mail not Hand to
my livery.
Match. You fee our old clothes fticke by us ftill,
good Captaine fee us new moulded.
Cap. You are flies, away ; they that my Winter
fled,
Shall not my Summer tafle : they onely merit
A happy harbour, that through ftormy Seas
Hazard their Barkes, not they that fayle with eafe.
You tafle none of my fortunes.
Clown. Corporall, you fee this Livery ? if you had
60 The Royall King, and
flay'd by it, we had beene both cut out of a peece :
Match, if you had not left us, you had beene one of
this guard : Goe, away, betake you to the end of the
the Towne ; let me finde you betweene Woods clofe-
ftile and Islington, with will it pleafe your Worfliip to
beftow the price of two Cannes upon a poore fouldier,
that hath ferv'd in the face of the Souldan, and fo
forth, Apage, away, I fcorne to be fellow to any that
wil leave their Matters in adverfity : if he entertaine
you, he (hall turne away me, that's certaine.
Match. Then good your Worfhip bellow fomething
upon a poore fouldier, I protett
Clown. Loe, I have taught him his leffon already ;
I knew where I mould have you 1
Cap. There's firft to make you beggers ; for to
that all fuch mutt come that leave their Mailers poore.
Begon, and never let me fee you more.
Touch. God be with you good Captaine : come
Match, let us betake us to our randevous at fome out
end of the Citty.
Cap. Hee makes a begger firft that firft relieves
him;
Not Vfurers make more beggers where they live,
Than charitable men that ufe to give.
Clown. Here comes a Lord.
Enter Clinton.
Clin. I am glad to fee you Sir.
Cap. You know me now 1 your Worfhip* s wondrous
wife;
You could not know me in my lad difguife.
Clin. Lord God you were fo chang'd.
Cap. So am I now
From what I was of late : you can allow
This habite well, but put my tother on,
No congie then, your Lordfhip mufl be gon.
You are my Summer-friend.
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Enter Bonvile.
Bonv. Coufm, well met.
Cap. You fhould have faid well found,
For I was loft but late, dead, under ground
Our Kinred was : when I redeem'd my Land,
They both reviv'd, and both before you ftand.
Bon. Well, well, I know you now.
Cap. And why not then 1
I am the fame without all difference ; when
You faw me laft, I was as rich, as good,
Have no additions fmce of name, or blood ;
Onely becaufe I wore a thread-bare fuite,
1 was not worthy of a poore falute.
A few good cloaths put on with fmall adoo,
Purchafe your knowledge, and your kinred too.
You are my filken Unkle : oh my Lord,
\
Enter Audley and his Daughter.
You are not in hafte now 1
And. I have time to flay,
To aske you how you doe, being glad to heare
Of your good fortune, your repurchaft lands,
And ftate much amplified.
Cap. All this is true ;
Ey but my Lord, let me examine you :
Remember you a Contract that once pad
Betwixt me and your daughter ] here fliee ftands.
Aud. Sir, fmce you did vnmorgage all your
meanes,
It came into my thoughts ; trufl me, before
I could not call't to minde.
Cap. Oh mens weake flrength,
That aime at worlds, when they but their meere
length
Mufl at their end enjoy : Thou then art mine,
Of all that I have proov'd in poverty,
The onely tefl of vertue : what are thefe t
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Though they be Lords, but worldlings, men all
earth.
Thou art above them ; vertuous, that's divine ;
Onely thy heart is noble, therefore mine.
Mary. And to be yours, is to be what I wifh ;
You were to me as welcome in your ragges,
As in thefe Silkes. I never did examine
The out-fide of a man, but I begin
To cenfure firft of that which growes within.
Cap. Onely for that I love thee : Thefe are
Lords
That have bought Titles. Men may merchandize
Wares, ey, and trafficke all commodities
From Sea to Sea, ey and from more to more,
But in my thoughts, of all things that are fold,
'Tis pitty Honour mould be bought for gold.
It cuts off all defert.
Enter the Ho ft.
Clowne. Matter, who's here 1 mine Hofl of the
Ordinary 1
Cap. Your bufmeffe fir 1 what by petition ?
Hqfl. Falne to a little decay by trufting, and
knowing your Worfhip ever a bountifull young Gentle-
man, I make bold to make my wants firft knowne
to you.
Cap. Pray what's your fuite 1
Hoft, Onely for a caft fuite, or fome fmall remu-
neration.
Cap. And thou malt have the fuite I lad put off :
Fetch it me Cock.
Cock. I mall Sir.
Cap. Falne to decay ? I'le fit you in your kind.
Cock. I have a fuite to you Sir, and this it is.
Cap. In this fuit came I to thine Ordinary,
In this thou would'ft have thruft me out of doores,
Therefore with this that then proclaim'd me poore,
I'le falve thy wants, nor will I give thee more.
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Bafe worldlings, that defpife all fuch as need ;
Who to the needy begger are ftill dumbe,
Not knowing unto what themfelves may come.
Hojl. I have a cold fuite on't if I be forc't to wear
it in winter. I bid your worfhip farewell.
Clown. So mould all that keepe Ordinaries, bid
their guefts farewell, though their entertainment be
never fo ill. Well fir, I take you but for an ordinary
fellow, and fo I leave you. Mafter, who will not
fay that you are a brave fellow, and a moft noble
Captaine, that with a word or two can difcomfit an
Hoft.
Cap. I know you, therefore know to rate your
worths
Both to their height and depth, their true dimen-
fions
I underftand ; for I have try'd them all :
But thou art of another element,
A mirrour of thy fexe, that canft diftinguifh
Vertue from wealth, thee as my owne I elect,
And thefe according to themfelves defpife.
A Courtier henceforth I my felfe profefle,
And thee my wife, thou haft deferv'd no lefle.
Enter tJie King, the Prince, and the Princeffe,
and Chefter.
King. No newes yet from our Martiall ? we three
moneths
Have ftay'd his leafure, but receive not yet
That daughter we fent for.
Prince. Shee peradventure
Hath not her ftrength recovered, or her beauty
Loft by her fickneffe, to the full regain'd.
Chcjl. Vpon my life my Lord, when (he is
perfect,
And hath receiv'd her full ability,
Shee (hall attend your pleafure.
Princejfe. But your Queene,
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That vertuous Lady, when I thinke on her,
I can but grieve at her dejecledneffe.
King. Heaven knowes I love her above all the
world,
And but her Father, this contends with us.
When we in all our actions ftrive to exceed :
We could not brooke her abfence halfe fo long,
But we will try his patience to the full.
Enter Bonvile, Audley, Captaine, Clinton, Mary,
the Clowne.
Cap. My proflrate duty to the King my Matter
I here prefent.
Prince. This is the Gentleman
Commended for his valour in your warres,
Whofe ruin'd fortunes I made fuite to raife ;
I would intreat your Highnefie to refpecl him.
King. All his proceedings we partake at large,
Know both his fall and height; we mail regard
him
Even with his worth : be neare us, of our chamber.
Sir, we mall ufe your wifedome, and preferre it
According to your worth. Be this your hope
We know you.
Cap. Onely in that I am happy.
Enter the Servant.
Serv. Health to your Majefly.
King. Whence ?
Serv. From my Matter,
The poorett fubjecl; that your land containes,
Rich onely in his truth and loyalty.
King. Speake, hath he fent his daughter ?
Serv. Yes my Liege,
He hath fent his daughters, pleafe you rett fatisfied,
And patiently perufe what he hath fent.
King. We are full of expectations, pray admit
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Thofe Prefents that he meanes to greete us with.
Serv. You (hall my Lord.
Sound, enter with two Gcntlemen-ujhers before them,
the Queen crowd d, her fifter to attend her as her
waiting-maid^ with a traine.
Serv. Your Queene and wife crown'd with a wreath
of gold
Of his owne charge, with that this double dower
Doubled againe, and guarded with this traine
Of Gentlewomen according to her Hate,
My Lord prefents you : this his younger daughter,
He hath beflow'd a hand-maide to your Queene,
A place that may become her, were fhe child
Vnto your greatefl Peere ; had he had more,
More had he fent ; thefe worthleffe as they be,
He humbly craves you would receive by me.
King. His bounty hath no limit, but my Queene !
Her bright afpecl. fo much perfwades with me,
It charmes me more than his humility.
Arife in grace, and fweet, forget your wrong.
Queen. My joyes unfpeakable can find no tongue
To exprefle my true hearts meaning.
King. Beauteous Maide,
You are our Sifter, and that royall Title
From all difgrace your freedome mall proclaime.
Kath. I finde your Grace the fame my noble
Father
Hath ftill reported you ; royall in all,
By whom the vertuous rife, th' ignoble fall.
Prince. I have not feene a Lady more com-
pleate ;
Her modefly and beauty, both are matchleffe.
A7;/g. Am I a King, and mud be exceeded dill $
Or mall a fubjecl fay that we can owe ?
His bounty we will equall, and exceed ;
We have power to better what in him's but well.
Your free opinions Lords, is not this Lady
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The fairer of the twaine? how durfl our fubject
Then dally with us in that high defigne ?
Chejl. With pardon of the Queene, fhee's
paralell'd
By her faire Sifter.
Clin. Were my cenfure free,
I durfl fay better'd.
Prince. Were it put to me,
I mould avow me, not the Queene alone
Excells in grace : but all that I have feene
King. Doft love her *{
Prince. As my honour, or my life.
King. Her whom thou fo much praifeft, take to
wife.
Prince. You bleffe my youth.
Kate. And flrive to eternize me.
Queen. Nor in this joy have I the meanefl part,
Now doth your Grace your inward love expreife
To me, and mine.
King. I never meant thee leffe :
Thy Sifter and thy daughter freely imbrace,
That next thee hath our Kingdomes fecond place.
How fay you Lords, have we requited well
Our fubjects bounty? are we in his debt 1
Aud. Your Highneffe is in courtefie invincible.
Bonv. And bountifull beyond comparifon.
Cheft. This muft not hold, prevention out of
hand,
For if the Martiall rife, we ftand not long.
Clin. Our wits muft then to worke.
Chejl They muft of force.
This is not that to which our fortunes trufl.
King. Let then f our fubject know his King hath
power
To vanquifh him in all degrees of honour,
And he muft now confeffe himfelfe excell'd :
With what can Heaven or Earth his want fupply
To equall this our lateft courtefie ?
We have the day, we rife, and he muft fall
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As one fubdu'd.
Serv. His Highnefle knows not all,
Onefpeciall gift he bath referv'd in ftore,
May happily make your Grace contend no more.
King. No fir 1 thinke you your Matter will yet
yeeld?
And leave to us the honour of the day ?
I wifh him here but this laft fight to fee,
To make him us acknowledge.
Serv. On my knee
One boone I have to begge.
King. Speake, let me know
Thy utmott fuite.
Seru. My noble Matter ftayes
Not farre from Court, and durtt he be fo ambitious
As but to appeare before you, and prefent you
With a rich gift exceeding all have patt,
The onely perfect token of his zeale,
He would himfelfe perpetually hold vanquifh't
In all degrees of love and courtefie.
King. For our Queenes love, and our faire daugh-
ters fake,
We doe not much care if we grant him that.
Admit him, and his prefence urge with fpeed ;
Well may he imitate, but not exceed.
Chejl. I feare our fall ; if once the Martiall rife,
Downe, downe mutt we.
Clin. Therefore devife fome plot
His favour to prevent.
Chejl. Leave it to me.
King. Lords, we are proud of this our unity,
Double Alliance, of our fonnes faire choice,
Since 'tis applauded by your generall voyce ;
The rather fince fo matchlefle is our Grace,
That force perforce our fubject mutt give place.
Enter the Matiall, with a rich Cradle borne after him
by two Servants.
Mar. Not to contend, but to exprefle a duty
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Of zeale and homage I prefent your grace
With a rich Jewell, which can onely value
Thefe royall honours to my Daughters done.
King. Value our bounty ? fhouldfl thou fell thy
felfe
Even to thy skin, thou couldft not rate it truely.
Mar. My Liege, I cannot, but in liew and
part,
Though not in fatisfaclion, I make bold
To tender you this Prefent.
King. What's the project?
Here's coft and art, and amply both expreft,
I have not view'd the like.
Prince. 'Tis wondrous rare,
I have not feene a Modell richlier fram'd.
Princefie. Or for the quantity better contriv'd :
This Lord in all his actions is ftill noble,
Exceeding all requitall.
King. 'Tis a brave out-fide.
Mar. This that you fee my Lord is nothing yet ;
More than its worth it hath commended bin :
This is the cafe, the Jewell lyes within,
Pleafeth your Grace t' unvaile it.
King. Yes, I will :
But e're I open it my Lord, I doubt
The wealth within not equalls that without.
What have we here 1
Mar. A Jewell I mould rate,
Were it mine owne, above your Crowne and Scepter.
King. A child ?
Mar. A Prince, one of your royall blood :
Behold him King, my grand-child, and thy fonne,
Truely defcended from thy Queene and thee,
The Image of thy felfe.
King. How can this be ?
Queen. My royall Liege and Husband, view him
well,
If your owne favour you can call to minde,
Behold it in this Infant, limn'd to'th life j
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69
Hee's yours and mine, no kinred can be nearer.
King. To this rich Jewell I hold nothing equall,
I know thee vertuous, and thy father loyall ;
But (hould I doubt both, yet this royall Infant
Hath fuch affeclion in my heart impreft,
That it affures him mine : my noble fubjecl,
Thou haft at length o'recome me, and I now
Shall ever, ever hold me vanquished.
Had'ft thou fought Earth or Sea, and from them
both
Extracted that which was mod precious held,
Thou nothing could'ft have found to equall this,
This, the mixt Image of my Queene and me ;
Here then (hall all my emulation end,
O'ercome by thee our fubjecl, and our friend.
Mar. Your vaffall, and your fervant, that have
drove
Onely to love you, and your royall favours :
Not to requite, for that I never can ;
But to acknowledge, and in what I may
To exprefle my gratitude.
King. Thine is the conqueft :
But (hall I gee't o're thus ? 'tis in my head
How I this loft dayes honour (hall regaine,
A gift as great as rich I have in (lore,
With which to gratifie our fubjedls love,
And of a value unrequitable :
Thou haft given me a Grand-child, and a fonne,
A royall Infant, and to me mod deare,
Yet to furpafle thee in this emulous ftrife,
I give thee here a daughter and a wife.
Now mud thou needs confeffe the conqueft wonne
By me thy King, thy Father, and thy fonne.
Mar. Your father, fonne, and fubjecT. quite furpaft,
Yeelds himfelfe vanquifh't, and o'recome at length.
Princcffe. You have not my confent yet
Mar. Madam, no ;
The King doth this, his bounty to exprefle.
Your love is to your felfe, and therefore free,
70 The Royall King, and
Beftow it where you pleafe.
Prmcefle. Why then on thee :
He that the Father doth fo much refpec~l,
Should not me-thinks the daughters love defpife.
'Tis good for Maides take Husbands when they
may,
Heaven knowes how long we may be forc't to
flay.
King. Now Lords, thefe Nuptialls we will folem-
nize
In all high ftate, in which we will include
Yours noble Bonvile, and with masks and revells
Sport out the tedious nights, each hand his Bride
Doubly by us from either part ally'd.
Enter Clowne.
Cock. Why this is as it mould be; now doe I
fmell Courtier already, I feele the Souldier fteale out
of me by degrees, for Souldier and Courtier can
hardly dwell both together in one bofome. I have a
kind of fawning humour creeping upon me as foone
as I but look't into the Court-gate ; and now could I
take a bribe, if any would be fo foolifh to gee't me.
Now farewell Gun-powder, I muft change thee into
Damask-powder ; for if I offer but to fmell like a
fouldier, the Courtiers will flop their nofes when
they pafle by me. My Caske I mufl change to a
Cap and a Feather, my Bandileero to a Skarfe to
hang my Sword in, and indeede, fafhion my felfe
wholly to the humours of the time. My Peece I
mufl alter to a Poynado, and my Pike to a Picka-
devant: onely this is my comfort, that our provant
will be better here in the Court than in the Campe :
there we did ufe to lye hard, and feldome : here I
mufl practife to lye extreamely, and often : But whil'fl
I am trifling here, I mall loofe the fight of the folem-
nity : The Prince is married, and the MartialPs mar-
ried, and my Mafler's married, there will be fimple
the Loyall Siibiett. 71
doings at night. Well, I muft hence, for I beleeve,
the King, the Queene, and the reft of the Lords
will ufe this place for their revells. Dixi.
Aftus Quintus.
Enter Clinton and Chefler.
Clin. And why fo fad my Lord ?
Chejl. I am all dulneffe,
There's no life in me, I have loft my fpirit,
And fluence of my braine : obferve you not
In what a height yon fellow now refides
That was fo late dejecled ; trebly grafted
Into the Royall blood ? what can fucceed,
But that we all our honours muft refigne,
And he of them be repofleft againe ^
Clin. The Marriages indeed are celebrated.
Cheft. And they have all our pointed ftratagems
Turn'd backe upon our felves.
Clin. What, no prevention ?
Cheft. His Bafies are fo fixt he cannot mrinke,
Being fo many wayes ingraft and planted
In the Kings blood : but our fupporters ftand
As fhak't with Earthquakes, or elfe built on fand.
Enter Audley and Bonvile.
And. My Lords attend the King, and cleare this
chamber,
For this nights revells 'tis the place prepar'd.
Bon. Your duties Lords, the King's upon his en-
trance.
Enter tJie King, the Queene, the Prince, his wife, the
Martiall and the Princefle.
King. Ey, fo 't muft be, each man hand his owne :
For I am where I love ; we are even coupled,
72 The Roy all King, and
Some Muficke then.
Princeffe. Here's one falls off from me.
King. How now my Lord, dejected in your looks ?
Or doth our fports diflafte you ?
Mar. Pardon me,
I cannot dance my Liege.
King. You can looke on :
My Lord, you take his place, wee'le have a meafure,
And I will lead it; bid the Muficke ftnke.
A meafure : in the mid/I the Martiall goes
dif contented away.
So, well done Ladies : but we miffe the Husband
To our faire Daughter, what's become of him ?
Che ft. Gone difcontented hence.
King. What might this meane 1
Doth he diftafte his Bride, or envy us
That are degree'd above him ? where's our Queene ?
Queen. My Liege 1
King. You mail unto him inftantly,
Attended with a beauteous traine of Ladies,
And to his Chamber beare his princely Bride.
Bonvile, take you her royall Dower along,
You fhall receive it of our Treafurer.
Cap. I fhall my Lord.
King. Vfher the Queene and Ladies, be their
guide,
That done, each one to bed with his faire Bride.
Enter MartialL
Mar. I am fo high, that when I looke but downe,
To fee how farre the earth is under me,
It quakes my body, and quite chills my blood :
And in my feare although I fland fecure,
I am like him that falls. I but a fubjecft,
And married to the Daughter of the King,
Though fome may thinke me happy in this match,
To me 'tis fearefull : who would have a wife
Above him in command, to imbrace with awe,
the Loyall Subieft. 7 3
Whom to difpleafe, is to diftafle the King ?
It is to have a Miflris, not a wife,
A Queene, and not a fubjecfts bed-fellow.
State I could wifh abroad to crowne my head,
But never yet lov'd Empire in my bed.
Enter ferv ant.
Serv. The Queene your daughter with your
princely Bride,
And other Ladies, make way towards your chamber.
Afar. Tis open to receive them, pray them in.
Enter Bonvile, the Queene^ the Princeffe, &c.
Queen. My Lord the King commends his love to
you
In your faire Bride, whom royally conducted
He hath fent to be the partner of your bed.
Mar. Whom we receive in the armes of gratitude,
Duty to him, and nuptiall love to her.
Prince. Tis well they brought me, trufl me my
dearelLord,
I mould have fcarce had face to have come my felfe ;
But yet their boldneffe mixt with mine together,
Makes me to venter I yet fcarce know whither.
Mar. 'Tis to our Nuptiall bed.
Princeffe. Ey fo they fay,
But unto me it is a path unknowne ;
Yet that which cheeres me, I (hall doe no more
Than thofe, and fuch as I, have done before.
Sure 'tis a thing that muft, though without skill,
Even when you pleafe, I am ready for your will.
Cap. With her the King hath fent this princely
dower,
In which his love and bounty hee commends.
Mar. You are noble Sir, and honour waites on
you
To crowne your future fortunes : for that Casket,
74 The Royall King, and
Her beauty and her birth are dower fufficient
For me a fubjec~l.
I cannot thinke fo much good to my King
As I am owing for her fmgle felfe :
Then with all duty pray return e that furame.
Her dower is in her felfe, and that I'le keepe
Which in thefe loyall armes this night (hall fleepe :
That is the Kings, with that this Jewell too,
I thinke her cheape bought at that eafie rate ;
My fecond duty in that gift commend,
Were I worth more, more I have will to fend.
Cap. An Emperor cannot mew more Royalty
Than this brave Peere, hee's all magnificent :
I mail with the beft eloquence I have,
Make knowne your thoughts.
Mar. To all at once good night :
Save this my beauteous Bride, no wealth I prize,
That hath my heart tooke captive in her eyes.
Lights for the Queene and Ladies, night growes old,
I count my Vertue treafure, not my Gold.
Exeunt divers wayes.
Enter Clinton to the Earle Chefter in hisftudy.
Clin. What not at reft my Lord ?
Chejl. Why who can fleepe
That hath a labouring braine, and fees from farre
So many ftormes and tempsfts threaten him ?
It is not in my element to doo't.
Clin. Finde you no project yet how to remove
him?
Chejl. None, none, and therefore can I finde no
reft.
Clin. It growes towards day.
Cheft. That day is night to me,
Whil'ft yon Sunne mines : I had this even fome con-
ference
In private with the King, in which I urg'd
The Martialls difcontent, withall inferr'd,
the Loyall Subieft. 75
That by his looke the Princefle he defpis'd :
The King chang'd face : and could we fecond this
By any new conjecture, there were hope
To draw him in difpleafure.
Clin. Watch advantage,
And as you finde the humour of the King,
Worke it unto the Martiall's deepe difgrace :
But foft the Prince.
Enter the Prince and Katherine.
Kath. So early up, how did you like your reft ?
Prince. I found my moft reft in my moft unreft j
A little fleepe ferves a new married man :
The firft night of his brydalls. I have made you
A Woman of a Maide.
Kath. You were up
Both late and early.
Prince. Why you were abroad
Before the Sunne was up, and the moft wife
Doe fay 'tis healthfull ftill betimes to rife.
Good day.
Cheft. In one, ten thoufand.
Prince. Lords, you have not feene
The King to day ? it was his cuftome ever
Still to be ftirring early with the Sunne ;
But here's his Majefty.
Enter Captaine and the King, Audley, and Bonvile.
King. Not all your fmooth and cunning Oratory
Can colour fo his pride, but we efteeme him
A flattering Traytor, one that fcornes our love,
And in difdaine fent backe our Daughters Dower :
Your Judgement Lords 1
Chefl. Hath he refus'd the Princeffe ?
King. No; but her Dower fent back, and info-
lently ;
Her whom we gave, he with a gift would buy,
76 The Roy all King, and
A Jewell : mall we merchandize our Daughter,
As one not able to beflow her nobly,
But that our poverty muft force us fell her ?
Cap. Your Highneffe much mifprifeth his intent,
For he had no fuch thought.
King. We know his pride,
Which his ambition can no longer madow.
Chefl. Your Highneffe might doe well to call in
queflion
His infolence, and to arraigne him for 't.
King. Be you his Judges Bonvile, Audley, you ;
Command him flraight on his Allegiance,
To make appearance, and to anfwer us
Before our Lords of his contempt and fcorne.
Bonv. Shall we command him hither?
King. From his bed,
And if convicted, he fhall furely pay for't.
And. We fhall my Lord.
Cheft. Arraigne him on the fuddaine, e're pro-
vided ;
Let him not dream e upon evafive fhifts,
But take him unprepared.
Clin. Shall we command
A Barre, and call a lury of his Peeres,
WrnTfl Chefler, that enjoyes the place of Martiall,
Objects fuch allegations 'gainll his life,
As he hath drawne out of his rude demeanor *?
King. It fhall be fo ; a Barre, and inftantly
We will our felfe in perfon heare him fpeake,
And fee what jufl excufe he can produce
For his contempt.
Prince. My gracious Lord and Father,
What he hath done to you, proceeds of honour,
Not of difdaine, or fcorne ; hee's truely noble :
And if a Regall bounty be a fmne
In any fubjecl, hee's onely guilty
Of that true vertue.
Cap. Saw your Majefly
With what an humble zeale, and proflrate love
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77
He did retender your faire Daughters Dower,
You would not his intent thus mifreceive.
Che ft. Tis humble pride, and meere hypocrifie
To blinde the King, 'tis but ambitious zeale,
And a diflembling cunning to aipire.
Kath. My Father call'd in queftion for his life ?
Oh let not me a fad fpedlator be
Of fuch a difmall object.
Prince. Nor will I,
But leave them to their hated cruelty.
King. This is no place for Ladies, we allow
Her abfence ; of the refl let none depart,
Till we have fearch't the cunning of his heart.
A Barre fet out, the King and Chefler, with Clinton,
and the Pritice, and Captaine take their featcs,
Audley and Bonvile bring him to the Barre as out
of his bed, then take their feates.
Mar. A Barre, a ludgement feate, and lury fet ?
Yet cannot all this daunt our innocence.
Che/1. You have difloyally fought to exceed
The King your Soveraigne, and his royall deeds
To blemifh, which your fellow Peeres thus confler.
That ftrengthen'd by th' alliance of the King,
And better armed by the peoples love,
You may prove dangerous.
In policy of ftate to quench the fparkes
Before they grow to flame, and top your height,
Before your ipacious branches fpread too farre,
What to this generall motion can you fay,
Before we taxe you with particulars?
Mar. With reverence to the State 'fore which I
fland,
That you my Lord of Chcflcr appeare fhallow,
To thinke my actions can difgrace the Kings,
As if the lufler of a petty Starre
Should with the Moone compare : Alas, my deeds
Conferr'd with his, are like a Candles light
78 The Roy all King, and
To out-mine the mid-dayes glory. Can the King
The glorious mirrour of all gratitude,
Condemne that vertue in anothers bofome,
Which in his owne fhines fo tranfparantly ?
Oh pardon me, meere vertue is my end,
Whofe pitch the King doth many times tranfcend.
Clin. To taxe you more fuccinctly, you have firfl
Abus'd the King in fending to the Court
Your daughter leffe faire, and the leaft belov'd.
Aud. And that includes contempt moft bar-
barous,
Which you in that unfubjec"l-like expreft :
Your former emulations we omit,
As things that may finde tolerable excufe,
And are indeed not matters capitall :
But to the beft and greatefl, when the King,
Out of his bounty and magnificence
Vouchfaft to ftile thee with the name of fonne,
Being but a fubjec~l, with contorted browes
And lookes of fcorne you tooke his courtefie,
And in contempt fent backe the Princeffe dower.
Cheft. Moft true ; a grounded proportion
To queftion you of life.
Mar. My life my lords ?
It pleafes me, that the King in perfon daines
To grace my caufe with his Majefticke eare :
You plead for me in this, and fpeake my excufe.
I have but two in all,
He fent for one, and he receiv'd them both,
With them a fweete and lovely Prince to boote ;
Who ever loft, I am fure the King hath wonne
At once, a wife, a daughter, and a fonne.
Bonv. 'Tis true my Lord, we all can witneffe it.
Mar. He that my difcontent objects to me,
With the faire Princeffe, fpeakes uncertainly.
The man judicious fuch for fooles allow es,
As have their inward hearts drawne in their browes :
Is there in all that bench a man fo honeft
That can in this be difcontent with me ?
the Loyall Suite fl.
79
I charge you all ; thofe favours I receive
From his high Majefly, I fwallow not
With greedy appetite perhaps like you :
When I am grac't, it comes with awe and feare,
Left I offend that Prince that holds me deare.
That for my brow.
Cheft. But for your fcornfull fending
Of the faire PrincelTe dower backe to th' King,
How can you anfwer that ?
Mar. Why Chefter thus :
I am a man, though fubje6l ; if the meaneft
Lord or'e his wife ; why mould that priviledge
Be onely bard me ? mould I wive an Emprelfe,
And take her dowerlelTe, mould we love, or hate,
In that my bounty equalls her eflate.
Witnefle that ludge above you, I efteeme
The Princeffe dearely, and yet married her
But as my wife, for which I am infinitely
Bound to the King : why mould I grow ingag'd
Above my power, fmce this my Lords you know,
The leffe we runne in debt, the leffe we owe.
Give me my thoughts, and fcore you on I pray,
I wifh no more than I have meanes to pay.
Cheft. Shall we my Lord his aclions cenfure
freely 1
King. And fentence them.
Aud. A Perfian Hiflory
I read of late, how the great Sophy once
Flying a noble Falcon at the Herne,
In comes by chance an Eagle foufmg by,
Which when the Hawke efpyes, leaves her firft
game,
And boldly venters on the King of Birds ;
Long tug'd they in the Ayre, till at the length
The Falcon better breath'd, feiz'd on the Eagle,
And flruck it dead : The Barons prais'd the Bird,
And for her courage (he was peerelefle held.
The Emperor, after fome deliberate thoughts,
Made him no lefle : he caus'd a Crowne of gold
8o The Roy all King, and
To be new fram'd, and fitted to her head
In honour of her courage : Then the Bird
With great applaufe was to the market-place
In triumph borne, where, when her utmoft worth
Had beene proclaim'd, the common Executioner
Firft by the Kings command tooke off her Crowne,
And after with a fword flrooke off her head,
As one no better than a noble Tray tor
Vnto the King of Birds.
Chefl. This ufe we make
From this your ancient Perftan Hiftory,
That you a noble and a courteous Peere,
Prais'd for your hofpitall vertues and high bounty,
Shall be firft crown'd with Lawrell to your worth :
But fmce you durft againft your Soveraigne
Oppofe your felfe, you by your pride milled,
Shall as a noble Traytor loofe your head.
King. That Sentence we confirme, and it mall
Hand
Irrevocable by our ftreight command.
Mar. I am glad my Liege I have a life yet left,
In which to mew my bounty, even in that
I will be liberall, and fpend it for you ;
Take it, 'tis the lafl Jewell that I have,
In Hew of which oh grant me but a grave.
[ King. A Laurell wreath, a fcaffold, and a
blocke,
Our felfe will fee the Execution done :
Onely thy life is ours, thy goods are free.
Mar. My Lord, you are the life of courtefie,
And you are kinde unto me above meafure,
To give away what might enrich your felfe.
Since they are mine, I will beftow them thus :
The bell of thofe that were fo late but yours,
My Jewells, I, by will, reftore you backe,
You mail receive them feparate from the reft :
To you the Kings fonne, and by marriage mine,
On you I will beflow my Armory,
Stables of Horfe, and weapons for the wanes,
the Loyal I Subiett. 81
I know you love a Soulclier : to the PrincefTe,
And my two Daughters I give equall portions
From my revenue ; but if my faire wife
Proove, and produce a Male-child, him I make
My univerfall Heire, but if a Female,
Her Dower is with the reft proportionable.
The next I give, it is my Soule to Heaven,
Where my Creator reignes : my words thus end,
Body to Earth, my Soule to Heaven afcend.
Enter the Queene, Katherine, the Princejfe^ and
the other Lady.
Princeffe. Stay.
Queene. Hold.
Kath. Executioner forbeare.
Queen. Heare me a Daughter for a Father
plead.
Princeffe. Oh Father, heare me for my Husbands
life,
Doubly ally'd, I am his Neece and Wife.
Kath. Oh Father heare me, for a Father crave.
Queene. Than fentence him oh let me perifh
rather ;
I pleade for him that's both my fonne and Father.
Kath. Oh make your mercy to this prifoner
free.
Queene. Father to us.
Princeffe. And Husband unto me.
King. Hence with thefe womanifh clamours.
Prince. Vnto thefe
Let me my Liege pref'ime to adde another,
Behold him kneele that is your fonne and brother.
Kath. Your Sifter and your Daughter great King
heare.
Princeffe. Your Mother and your Daughter.
Queene. Or like deare,
Your Queene and Sifter.
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82 The Roy all King, and
Princeffe. Speake, what hath he done ?
Prince. Whoever faw a father on a fonne
Give fentence '{ or my Royall Lord, which rather
Addes to your guilt, a fonne condemne the father ?
Cheft. My Liege, command them hence, they but
difturbe
The Traytor in his death.
King. A Traytor's he
That dares fo tearme him, Chefter, we meane thee :
Our beft of fubjecls, with our height of grace
We wedde thee to us, in this Uriel imbrace
Thy vertues, bounties, envy'd courtefies ;
Thy courage, and thy conftancy in death,
Thy love and Loyalty to the end continued,
More than their clamorous importunities
Prevaile with us : then as our beft and greatefl,
Not to exceed, but, equall thee in love,
To end betweene us this Heroick flrife,
Accept what we mofl precious hold, thy Life.
Mar. Which as your gift I'le keepe, till Heaven
& Nature
Confine it hence, and alwayes it expofe
Vnto your love and fervice ; I never lov'd it,
But fmce 'twas yours, and by your gift now mine.
King. I obferve in thee
The fubflance of all perfect Loyalty ;
In you fave flattery, envy, hate, and pride
Nothing, or ought to goodnefle that's ally'd :
Refigne thofe places that belong to him,
Better than fo borne noble, be unborne.
Till you your hearts can fafhion to your faces,
We here fufpend you from your ftiles and places.
Prince. A royall doome.
King. Once more from us receive
Thy beauteous Bride, as we will hand our Queene :
The Prince already is poffeft of his.
Nay Bonvilt, as your Bridals were together,
So follow in your ranke, and by the flile
the Ley all Subieft. 83
Of a Lord Baron, you are now no lefle
If you dare take our word : Our Funerals thus
Wee'le turne to feafling, and our blood to wines
Of mofl choice tafle, preft from the purefl Grape.
Our noble Martiall kinfman and our friend,
In our two vertues after times mail fmg,
A Loyall Subjeft) and a Roy all King.
G 2
The Epilogue to the
Reader.
THat this Play's old, 'tis true, but now if any
Should for that caufe defpife it, we have
many
Reafons, bothjtift and pregnant, to maintaine
Antiquity, and thofe too, not al vaine.
We know (and not longjince] there was a time,
Strong lines were not lookt after, but if rime,
O then 'twas 'excellent : who but beleeves,
But Doublets withjluft bellies and biggejleeves
And thofe Trunke-hofe, which now the age do'th
fcorn,
Were all in fafhion, and with frequence worne ;
And ^vhat's now out of date, who is't can tell,
But it may come in fafhion, andfute iygll ?
With rigour therefore judge not, byt with reafon,
Since what you read was fitted to thatfeafon.
F I N J S.
PLEASANT
DIALOGVES
AND
DRAMMA'S,
SELECTED OVT OF
LUCIAN, ERASMUS, TEXTOR,
OVID ? &c.
With Sundry Emblems extradted from
the moft elegant lacobus Catfius.
By THO. HEYWOOD.
Autprodeffefoknt, aittdeleftare
LONDON,
Printed by R. O. for R. H. and are to be fold by Thomas
Slater at the Swan in Duck-lane. 1637.
To the Right Honourable Sir
HENRY Lord GARY, Baron of
Hunfdon, Vifcount Rochford,
Earle of DOVER, &c.
Right Honourable,
*ate Poems have ever aynid at learned
Patrons, who valued Books as your bejl
Lapidaries praife lewels, not by their great-
neffe, but their goodneffe. This is a fmall
of many and choyfe, of which none better than
your Noble f elf e can judge, fome of them borrowing their
lufler from your own vertues, vouchfafe therefore (great
Lord} their per uf all, being devoted to yoitr fole patronage,
whiljfl the pref enter wi/Jiing unto you and all yours, a
long fruition of terreflriall graces here, with the fulneffe
of celefliall joyes hereafter, humbly takes his leave, with
that of Catullus to M. Cicero :
Tanto peflimus omnium poeta,
Quanto tu optimus omnium patronus.
Your LordJJiips in alt
dutifull obfervante,
THO. HEYWOOD.
To the Generous Reader.
REader, of what capacity or condition
foever, I prefent unto thy favourable
perufall a Mifcellanie of fundry ftraines in
Poetry, which me thinks fhould not come
altogether unwelcome to fuch as affecT: va-
riety : here thou fhalt finde choice and
felefted Dialogues borrowed from fundry
Authors, both for the method and matter,
pleafant and profitable. Which though I
met with in Profe onely, yet upon better
acquaintance, I have taught to goe upon
even feet and number.
For fuch as delight in Stage-poetry, here
are alfo divers Dramma's, never before pub-
lifhed : Which though fome may condemne
The Epiftle to the Reader.
for their fhortneffe, others againe will com-
mend for their fweetneffe.
From famous lacobiis Catfeus, I have ex-
tracted Emblems of rich conceit, and excel-
lent expreffion in the originall ; Therefore
I hope not to bee rejected in our native
Tongue, howfoever by mee but rudely and
courfely interpreted.
Here are moreover divers fpeeches, at
fundry times, and upon feverall occafions
fpoken, either to one or both of their facred
Majefties. And other of the fame condi-
tion, before other Noble Perfonages.
Nor doubt I, but in the fervice of fuch
change of dimes, there may be found
amongft them, though not all to pleafe
every man, yet not any of them but may
tafte fome one or others palat. For the
better illuftration of which, I have prefixed
before every particular piece its proper Ar-
gument, with Annotations and obfervations
of all fuch things as may appeare difficult
The Epiftle to the Reader.
or forreigne to the ignorant Reader. Which
I intreat thee to accept as well in plaine
inke, as were they curioufly infculpt in Cop-
per. Complement I cannot : onely thus I
take my leave ; Reader farewell. Read
perfectly, examine ftrictly, but cenfure
charitably.
Thine,
THO. HEYWOOD.
T
The Table.
He Dialogue of Erafmus, called Naufragium
The Dialogue of Erafmus, called Procus and Puella
The Dialogue of Ravifms Textor, called Earth and Age
A Dialogue from Lucianus Samofatenfis, called Mifan-
thropos, or the Man-hater
A Dialogue of the fame Author, betwixt lupiter and
Ganimede
A third betwixt lupiter and luno
A fourth betwixt lupiter and Cupid
A fifth betwixt Vulcan and Apollo
A fixth betwixt Apollo and Mercury
A f event h betwixt Maia and Mercury
An eighth betwixt lupiter and Vulcan
A ninth betwixt Mercuric and Neptune
A tentfi betwixt Maufolus and Diogenes
An eleventh betwixt Diogenes and Crates,
A twelfth betwixt Charon, Menippus, and Mercury
A thirteenth betwixt Menippus, ^Eacus, Pythagoras
Empedocles, and Socrates
A fourteenth betwixt Nireus, Therfites, and Menippus
A Dialogue called Deorum ludicium, betwixt lupiter,
Mercuric, luno, Pallas, Venus, and Paris
A Drama from Ovid, called lupiter and lo
A fccond from Ovid called Apollo and Daphne
94 The Table.
A Paftorall Drama called Amphrifa, or the Forfaken
Shepheardeffe
Forty fixe Emblems interpreted from the moft excellent
Emblematift) lacobus Catfius. The Argument,
A difcourfe betwixt Anna and Phillis
Divers Speeches fpoken before their two facredMa-efties,
and beforefundry other Noble p erf ons upon fever all
occafions
A Maske prefented at Hunfdon Houfe
Prologues and Epilogues upon other occafions
Tabula Finis.
Dial. I.
The Argument of Erafmus his Dialogue
called NAIAGAION, or
Naufragium.
HEre you may reade an accurate Narration
Of dangers incident to Navigation :
With diuers fooliflifuperftitions us'd
By Mariners, (fame not to be excused)
Here is defcritfd a Temped to the height :
With cajling out of Goods, to eafe their freight ;
Andftverall humors (to the life expreft)
Of men in danger, and by fea dtftreft :
Some to the bleffed Virgin call for aid :
By others, Vowes tofeuerall Saints are made t
But this our Author will approue of none
To be invok't, but the Great God alone.
The Interlocutors or Speakers, Antonius and Adolphos.
The DIALOGUE.
Anthon ' |fl Fife! Houterfl m e wondrous things ;
Is that to faile,
Where humane helpe fo little
can prevaile ?
Forbid it Heav'n, to come into my thought,
That euer Wit fo dearely mould be bought.
96 Navfragivm. Dial. I.
Adol. What hath as yet been fpoke are trifles
meere,
If to what I mail fpeake them lend an eare.
Anth. So much from thee I haue already had,
That I ftill tremble, and it makes me fad,
As I had then been prefent.
Adol. Dangers paft
Are vnto me of much more pleafmg taft :
That night there hapned what much tooke away
All comfort from the Pilot.
Anth. What, I pray ?
Adol. Dark was the night ; when by the top-mad
ftands
(Got thither by the help of feet and hands)
One of the fhip-men, and as from a (i) loover
He lookt from thence, if fo he might difcouer
Some part of land : when on the inflant, neare
Vnto his fide was feen a fiery Spheare ;
To Sea-men a fad Omen, if it mine
Single : but twinnes, they better lucke divine :
And in the times of old they call'd fuch too
Cajlor and Pollux.
Anth. What had they to do
With Mariners ? fmce thofe we underfland
Were Champions both, and vs'd to fight on land.
Adol. The Poets fo would haue it. He at th"
flerne
Cafting his eyes vp did the light difcerne :
Who calling faid, My Mate (It is a word
That Sailers interchangeably afford
To one another) fpeake, doft thou not fee
The fire aboue that clings fo clofe to thee ?
Who anfwer'd thus : I do, and I pray God
That vnto vs it no misfortune boad.
The flaming Globe ilraight by the tackles Hid,
And came clofe to the Pilot.
(i.) It is commonly called the Bowland.
Dial. 7. 77/6' Ship-wracke.
97
Anth. I ! But did
Not he finke downe with feare ?
AdoL The fright he' endur'd,
They being to fuch prodigies inur'd.
There hauing (laid a while, by the (hip fides
It rowles it felfe, but there not long abides,
But leaping from the hatches, vanilht fo.
Towards mid-day the temped 'gan to grow
More and more raging. Didfl thou eucr fee
The Alps ?
Anth. I haue.
AdoL Thofe hills appeare to bee
But warts to fuch fea billowes, (if compar'd :)
Be judge then, how with us it that time far'd ;
How often were we lifted vp fo high,
Till to the very Moone we came fo nigh,
To touch it with our fingers. Then againe
So low cad, that the Channell rent in twaine
To let vs downe to Hell.
Anth. Mad men, no doubt,
Who leaue the land, to feeke fuch dangers out.
AdoL The Sailers firming with the Storme fome
fpace,
(But all in vaine) the Pilot with a face
Like afhes, came to vs.
Anth. And now I feare,
By his wan colour, fome ftrange mifchiefe neare.
AdoL I am no more your Pilot now (faith he)
My friends, the Windes command both fhip and me :
Prepare for all extremes, there's now no hope
Saue in our God, no truft in Saile or Rope.
Anth. (Twas an hard fpeech.)
AdoL Firfl therefore let vs eafe
Our fhip (faith he) by calling in the feas
Her weighty lading ; for fo now commands
NecefTitie : It with more fafety flands,
By lofle of goods, death prefent to preuent,
Than with them perifh here incontinent.
The truth perfuades them ; Inilantly they hoife
98 Navfragivm. Dial. I.
Into the Maine, rich Wares, and Veflels choife,
And thofe in plenty.
Anth. This a Wracke indeed
May well be call'd.
Adol. Silence till I proceed.
Amongfl the reft, a rich Italian there,
Imployd in Embaffy, who was to beare
Some Prefents into Scotland, and this Lord
Had coffers, caskets, and ftuft trunks abord,
With plate, rings, lewels, change of garments.
Anth. Say,
Was that man willing to cafl all away ?
Adol. No : but being askt that queftion, made
reply,
He with his wealth would Hue, or with it dy ;
And therefore ftorm'd.
Anth. What faid the Pilot then ?
Adol. Better it were, of thefe defpairing men,
That he alone mould perifh, than (to faue
His proper wealth) all fuffer in the waue :
And therefore told him plainly, But if hee
Vnto the generall fafety would agree,
(Need fo compeld) that without further plea,
Him and his wealth they'd toffe into the fea.
Anth. A very Sailers fpeech.
Adol. So, forc't at lad,
With his owne hands his goods away he cafl,
With many bitter curfes ; much inrag'd
With gods and divels, that he had ingag'd
Himfelfe to fuch a barbarous element
Anth. A meere Italians pray'r.
Adol. Obferue th' euent :
(Thefe our free- offrings notwithftanding) neither
The windes nor waues were fated, but together
Confpir'd : Our tackles were afunder blowne,
And our torne failes into the Ocean throwne.
Anth. Diftreffe indeed.
Adol. The Pilot comes againe.
Anth. To preach as at the firft 1
Dial. /. The Skip-wrackc. 99
Adol. In a fad (Iraine
He thus falutes vs : Friends, as the cafe (lands,
I wifh you would commend you to heav'ns hands,
And fo prepare for death. Some who had been
At fea before, and in that Art well feen,
Askt him, How long he thought he could main-
taine
His fhip to Hue? who briefely faid againe,
Not full three houres, (as being then at word.)
Anth. Why was this harder dodlrine than the
firft.
Adol. Which hauing faid, the Sailers he ftraight
bid
To cut the cords afunder : which they did.
And next, To faw the main-Maft by the root :
Who inftantly apply themfelues vntoo't ;
Which, with the faile, and faile-yard, they foone
threw
Into the fea.
Anth. Why fo ?
Adol. Becaufe they knew,
Bee'ng torne, a burthen they might rather call
Their failes, than helpe, (now of no vfe at all)
For all their hope was in the helme.
Anth. Meane fpace,
What did the paflengers ?
Adol. A wretched face
Of things you now might fee : Some then in place
Began to fing, Haile TAzxy full of Grace;
And the bled Virgin Mother to implore :
She, who plaine Mary had been call'd before,
They now ftile, The Seas Star, The Queen of
heav'n,
The Lady of the world'. Titles not giv'n
To her in facred Scriptures.
Anth. I indeed
Neuer that fhe at fea was yet could reed.
Adol. But Venus (I haue heard) once tooke no
fcorne
It 2
TOO Navfragivm. Dial. /.
To haue the charge of Sailers, (as fea-borne.)
But thinking fhe had quite giv'n vp her care ;
All their Devotions now directed are
In ftead of her, a mother, and no maid,
Her that was Maid and Mother, to perfuade.
Anth. Come now you jeft.
Adol. Some of them proftrat lie
Vpon the hatches, and for fuccor crie
Vnto the Storme* and (as had they been mad)
Pour'd out into the Maine what oile they had ;
Flattring the raging billowes of the feas,
As if fome angry pow'r they would appeafe.
Anth. What did they lay 1
Adol. O Sea moft merciful,
O generous Sea, 6 Sea moft beautifull,
O you the moil rich Channels of the Deepe
Saue vs, haue mercy, vs preferue and keepe.
Anth. Ridiculous fuperftition. What the reft ?
Adol. Their ftomacks fome difgorg'd ; one in his
breft
Was meditating Vowes. An Englifh man
(I well remember) faid, O if I can
But get to land fafe, Pilgrimage I'l frame
Vnto the blefied Maid of Walfinghame ;
And promis'd golden mountaines. Others vow'd
To fuch a Croffe : but that fome difallow'd.
And nam'd another in a remoat place
Thence many countries diftant. In like cafe
They with the Virgin Mary dealt, who raignes
In fundry Regions : and fince need conftraines,
They pray to her, but thinke they are not heard,
Vnleffe they name fome Temple to her rear'd.
Anth. Vaine were fuch Orifons, fince the Saints
dwell
In heav'n aboue.
Adol. Some faid, If they came well
And fafe to fhore, Carthufians they would bee,
One promis'd, If the fea he once could free,
Bare-foot and bare head, naked faue his fhirt,
Dial. L The Ship-wracke. 101
And that of male clofe to his body girt,
Nay, begging all the way, vow'd, fteps hee'd tell
To where Saint lames yet Hues in Compoftell.
A nth. Did none thinke of Saint Chriftopherl
Adol. I heard
(Not without laughter) one to him indear'd :
He in the chiefe Church of (2) Lutetia (lands,
(More like a mountaine than a man) his hands
Lift vp : who with a voice ftrep'rous and loud
(That all they in the fliip might heare him) vow'd
To fet before that Saint a waxen Light
Big as himfelfe. To whom one that fore-right
Before him fate, (well knowne to him) reply'd,
(After he firft had jogg'd him on the fide)
Take heed friend what you promife ; fhould you fell
Your whole eftate, which is to me knowne well,
You cannot make it good. He then in feare,
(Left him perchance S. Chrijlopher might heare)
Anfwer'd in a low voice, Peace foole, be ftill,
Think'fl thou my words are futing to my will ;
If once I find fafe landing may be had,
I'l of a farthing candle make him glad.
Anth. O ftupid braine ! Some Hollander ?
Adol. None fuch :
He was of Zeeland fure.
Anth. I wonder much,
None that time of th' Apoftle Paul did thinke ;
(For he was wrackt, and when the fhip did finke,
Got to the Ihore) who knowing fhipvvracke beft,
Would foone haue helpt them in that kinde diftreft.
Adol. Of him there was no mention.
Anth. Did they pray ?
Adol. Yes j and at once fome fung, and fome did
fay
Haile Virgin : others, their Beleefe : fome mutter'd
Certaine peculiar pray'rs, as had they vtter'd
Soft Magicke fpells 'gain ft danger.
(2) Or Paris.
IO2 Navfragivm. Dial. I.
Anth. How diflreffe
Makes men deuout ? when they thinke nothing
lefle
Than of their God, if fortune feeme to fmile,
Or of his Saints. But what didft thou the while ?
Vowd'ft thou to none of them ?
AdoL No.
Anth. Why ?
AdoL Becaufe
Cov'nants with Saints made, are ftill with fome
claufe
After the forme of Contract : This I giue,
If thou per forme \ If at this time I Hue,
Then fuch a thing I'l do ; I'l at thy Shrine
Offer a Taper, if I fcape the Brine ;
Or if thou keepfl me, vnto Rome I'l go
On Pilgrimage.
Anth. But to none prayd'ft thou ?
Adol. No.
Anth. Shew me the caufe ?
AdoL I thought, Heav'n far extended :
To any one Saint mould I haue commended
My fafety, fay Saint Peter ; who bee'ng neare
Vnto the doore, moil likely was to heare ;
Before he could haue left the gate, to finde
Where God was, or deliver' d him my minde,
I might haue perifht.
Anth. What then didft thou do ?
AdoL Tooke the next courfe, and did direct
vnto
The Father my Deuotions, and began,
Father which art in heav'n, &c. I perceiv'd than,
None of the Saints could fooner heare, nor any
Abler to faue or helpe, though they be many.
Anth. Did not thy confcience pricke thee the mean
time,
Remembring with how many an hainous crime
Thou hadft offended him ?
Adol. Shall I fpeake true 1
Dial. L l^he Ship-wracke. 103
Part of my confident boldnefle it withdrew ;
But flraight it thus in my conception runne :
No Father is fo angry with his Sonne,
But if he fpy him in a brooke or lake,
Ready to drowne, hee'l by the haire him take,
And plucke him from the danger. 'Mongft the reft, \
A woman who a childe had at her brefl
Then fucking, in that feare feem'd troubled lead, j
Anth. And what did (he ?
Adol. Nor clamor loud, nor weepe ;
Nor promife what (he neuer meant to keepe :
Only embrac'd her infant, foftly pray'd
Vnto her felfe, none hearing what (he fayd.
Meane time the Barke. inclining neere the more,
The Mafter fearing left, (he would be tore
And fplit to pieces ; her with cables bound
From helme to the fore-decke.
Anth. Comfort vnfound.
Adol. Vp then a facrificing Prieft arofe,
Ag'd fixty yeares, through doublet and through hofe
His torne (hirt feene, (call'd Adam) who his fhooes
(That had no foles) cad ofl^ and 'gins to vnloofe
His wretched habit ; bidding all prepare
Themfelues to fwim, who of their lines had care.
And (landing on the decke, begins to preach
Alowd to vs, and out of Gtrfon teach
Five truths ; what profit from Confeflion growes,
Wifliing we would make ready to difpofe
Our felues to life or death. Then prefent there
Was a Dominican Frier of looke auftere,
To whom fome few confeft themfelues.
Anth. But what
Didft thou mean fpace ?
Adol. I well perceiuing, that
All things were full of tumult, foone confeft
My felfe to God, 'gainft whom I had tranfgreft
Blaming mine owne injuftice, and commended
My felfe to him, whom I had mod offended.
Anth. Hadft thou then perimt, whither hadfl thou
gon?
iO4 Navfrdgivm. Dial. I.
Adol. That I committed vnto God alone,
As moil vnwilling mine owne judge to be :
And yet a faire hope did ftill comfort me.
Whilft thefe things paft, the Pilot came againe,
With his eies full of teares, and faith, In vaine
We ftriue 'gainfl heav'n : each man himfelfe prepare ;
The fhaken fhip in which diftreft we are
Cannot the fourth part of an houre well laft,
At fundry leaks the water poures fo fail.
Soone after he brings newes he did defcry
A Chappell afar off : bids vs apply
Our pray'rs, the fmall fpace that the fhip flill floated,
Vnto that Saint to whom it was deuoted :
When fuddenly moft part are groueling throwne,
Deuoutly praying to the Saint vnknowne.
Anth. Had they but nam'd him, he would fure
haue heard.
Adol. But that they knew not. Then the Pilot
Heard
His torne fhip that way, ready now to finke,
(Such quantitie of water forc't to drinke)
And fplit me had in pieces in that weather,
Had not the cables bound her fail together.
Anth. 'Twas an hard cafe.
Adol. It drawing now towards even,
Vpon the fudden we fo far were driven
Towards the coaft, that vs th' inhabitants fpy'de,
And feeing our extremes, call'd out and cry'de ;
And with their hats vpon their flaues end, Hand
Pointing to vs the fafell place to land :
Then with their armes flretcht out, feeme to de-
plore
Our wretched cafe, diftrefl fo neare the more.
Anth. I long to know what happen'd.
Adol. Our Barke now
Had tooke in fo much water, that I vow
There hardly any diffrence could be knowne,
Becaufe the fhip and fea appear'd all one.
Anth. To th' holy Anchor it was time to flye.
Dial. /. The Ski-p-wrackc. 105
Adol. And yet fmall comfort, feeing death fo nye.
The Sailers hoife the boat, and let it downe
Into the Sea : then there's a tumult growne,
Who mould pref" <"nn/O. .. i n . Some gan f ex-
claim e,
Crying, Why throng- you thus ? Be rul'd for fhame ;
The Boat's but fmall, and were you not thus rude,
Vncapable of fuch a multitude.
They bid them fearch, and what came neerefl, get
To faue themfelues. When now there was no let,
But ev'ry one, that which came next him matches :
One lights vpon a piece of the torne hatches :
An empty barrell he : another takes
A planke : that man a pole : and none but makes
Some fhift or other : fo themfelues commit
Vnto the fea.
Anth. You haue not told me yet,
What of the woman and the childe became,
She only that was heard not to exclaime.
Adol. She got to more firft.
Anth. Tell me how that paft ?
Adol. Her to a crooked planke we ty'de fo fad,
That hardly (lie could Hide thence : in whofe hand
We put a boord (fuch as (he might command)
In ftead of a fmall oare : then hauing prayd
For her fuccefle, as me was thereon layd,
Expos'd her to the waues, and with a fpeare,
Thrufl her from off the (hip, which was now neare
Hid in the fea, her infant (he beflow'd
In her left arme, and with her right hand row'd.
Anth. A flout Virago.
Adol. When nought elfe remain'd,
One fnatcheth an old Image, blur'd and (lain'd,
Part of it eat with rats, which once prefented
The mother Virgin : and with that contented,
Begins to fwim.
Anth. But came the boat to fhore ?
Adol. They were the firfl. that perimt, none be-
fore ;
io6 Navfragivm. Dial. I.
For thirty had therein together got,
Anth. By what ill chance was that ?
Adol. 'Twas their hard lot ;
For e're they from the fhip themfelues could free,
The weake boat fplit, and funke immediately.
Anth. A fad difafler : But what then ?
Adol. I cherifht
Others, and had my felfe like to haue perifht
Anth. As how?
Adol. I flay'd till nothing did appeare
Helpfull to fwim.
Anth. Corke had been vfefull there.
Adol. I tell thee Friend, iuft at that inftant
fpace
I'de rather had a Corke tree to embrace,
Than a rich golden Candleflicke. About
Looking, to fpy what bed I could finde out,
I foone bethought me of the poore remaine
Of the fplit Maft, at which I tugg'd in vaine ;
And therefore calPd an helper. We combine
Our double ftrength, and both to it incline,
Trufting our felues to fea : and in that fright
He by the left part holds : I take the right.
Thus by the billowes toft, the Predicant, whom
I nam'd before, iuft at our backs did come,
And threw himfelfe vpon vs : like an hulke,
To us he feem'd, being of a mighty bulke,
Wherewith much troubled, both aloud 'gan call,
Who is that third who meanes to drowne vs all 1
He gently vs befpake, and bad vs bee
Of comfort, there was roome enough for three.
Anth. But wherefore did he leaue the fhip fo
f late ?
Adol. He purpos'd in the boat to try his fate
With the Dominican Frier; the reft to grace ,
Their Orders, willing to afford them place.
But though they both were in the fhip confeft,
Belike forgetting fome word 'mongft the reft,
They fell to it againe, and fome what s'ed
Dial. I. The Ship-wracke.
107
Laying ones hand vpon the others head :
Meane time the boat funke, by the waues controld :
(For fo much, after, to me Adam told.)
Anth. But what of the Dominican became ?
Adol. He, firft invoking fundry Saints by name,
(So Adam faid) did ftrip himfelfe to th' skin ;
And hauing left his cloathes behinde, leapt in.
Anth. What Saints did he invoke ?
Adol. He named (thick,
As fad as he could fpeake) S. Dominick,
Saint Thomas, and Saint Vincent, and one Peter,
(I know not which) but one (he-Saint, with fweeter
And fairer words hee 'ntreated ; and her name,
Katheritie Senenfis, me, it feem'd, the fame
To whom he trufted mod.
Anth. I, but Chrifts aid
Implor'd he not at all ?
Adol. So the Priefl faid.
Anth. Me thinks he better might haue far'd that
day,
Had he not caft his holy hood away.
For being naked like another man,
How could the Saint know the Dominican ?
Touching thy felfe proceed.
Adol. Whilft we were toft
Neere to the barke, ftill fearing to be loft,
Part of the fterne then floating, burft his thigh,
Who held the left part of the maft, whilft I
Made good the right : who foone his hold lets flip,
And fo was drown'd. Into whofe place doth skip,
Adam the Prieft, repeating a fhort prayer
That his foule (then departing) well might fare ;
Exhorting me to be of courage bold,
Stretch out my legs, and with my hands keepe
hold :
Mean time we drunke much brine out of the Ocean,
'Twas not a fait bath only, but fait potion.
(So Neptune then would haue it) for which he
(Adam I meane) would (hew a remedic.
loS Navfragivm. Dial. /.
Anih. And what was that ?
Adol. Still as he fpy'dethe waue
To come vpon vs, he himfelfe to faue,
Oppos'd it with the hinde part of his head,
Keeping his mouth fail fhut.
Anth. I neuer read
Of a more flout old fellow.
Adol. Floating long,
And moiling fomewhat onward, he bee'ng flrong,
And wondrous tall, faith to me, Be of cheare,
For by my foot I finde the ground is neare.
But I that time more timerous and afraid,
(Hoping no fuch good fortune) to him faid,
Mofl certaine we are farther from the more,
Than to hope land. He now incourag'd more,
Saith to me, With my foot I touch the fand.
Perhaps, faid I, fome cheft driv'n neere the land,
Wrought thither by the fea. He affirmes No,
And faith, the ground he toucheth with his to.
We ft ill were toil, and he againe feeles more :
Do what thou wilt (then faid) for here no more
Tie trufl my felfe, but towards land make haft ;
So farewell, for I'le leaue thee to thy mail.
Then watching when the waue began to breake,
With fpeed purfues it, and no more would fpeake ;
But as the billow ((blinking backe) he fees,
With either hand embracing both his knees,
He waits for it, drencht ouer head and eares,
(As Ducks or fea-Birds) and againe appeares
When the waue's pafl, and runnes. Finding his
fate
So well fucceed, I thought to imitate
Him in his courfe : There flood vpon the fands
Some people with long javelins in their hands,
Men flrong and vs'd to ftormes ; thefe reacht their
flaues
To ev'ry faint hand that their fuccor craues.
Who catching hold, fome by that means they drew
Safe to the more.
Dial. I. The Ship-wracke. 109
Anth. How many of that Crew ?
Adol. Seven only, of which, two brought to the
fire,
But feeling warmth, did inflantly expire.
Anth. How many were i' th (hip \
Adol. lud fifty eight.
Anth. O cruell fea, to ruine fuch a freight.
'T might with the tenths at moll haue been fuf-
fis'd,
Priefls aske no more when they are beft advis'd.
But of fo great a number did fo few
Efcape the Wrack e 1
Adol. I fpeake it who bed knew :
And there we found a remarkt approbation
Of a mod generous and indulgent Nation ;
Who with alacritie and much cheare gaue
Harbor, meat, drinke, with all things we could
craue.
Anth. What country ?
Adol. Holland.
Anth. None I take to bee
More generous, fuller of humanitie,
Though girt with barbarous countries. But I feare
Thou' It not to fea in hade.
Adol. Troth not this yeare,
No nor the next : I'le be no more fuch pray,
Vnlefle (quite mad) Heav'n take my wits away.
Anth. For fuch difcourfes I fo little loue them,
That I had rather heare them far, than proue them.
Dial. 2.
The Argument to Erafmus his Dia-
logue, entituled PROCVS
& PVELLA.
ERASMVS in this Colloquie
Expreffeth what pure mode/lie
There ought to be 'twixt Man and Maid,
When there's a firme foundation laid
Of their affections. His intent
Was, how to leaue a prefident,
All wanton Toyes to intercept,
That chaft Vowes might be made and kept.
As well the Prince as Peafant hence
May take aduice of confequence.
It ftiewes how true Loue Jhould be placet,
Forbidding Marriage made in haft :
And that the Choice is not confirtd
Vnto the Body, but the Minde.
His Project further doth imply
The honour of the Nuptiall Ty,
Which is not lawfull to proceed
Before the Parents firft agreed.
Of the fincere alternate life
Which ought to be 'twixt Man and Wife.
Next, how their Children Jhould bt bred,
As both by good Example led,
And Precept taught. What toy, what care
The Good and Bad to Parents are.
Wedlocke with Single life compared,
J, and preferred in fame regard.
Dial. 2. Procus & Puella. 1 1 1
That in the choice of any Bride
'Tis Reafon outfit to be the Guide,
And not Affeclion. Here's commixt
Sport, with Philofophie : betwixt.
Various difcourfe. The matter's ground
Worthy an Author fo renown' d.
The Speakers, PAMPHILVS and MARY.
THE DIALOGVE.
Pam. T T Aile to thee, oh thou Cruel, who canfl
vant
Of nothing elfe faue iron and Adamant.
Mar. Haile to thee too (at length) oh Pamphilus,
How, and as oft as thou malt pleafe : but thus
Wherfore You mould falute me, know I not,
It feemes to me my name you haue forgot.
Maria I am call'd.
Pam. Hadft thou thy right,
Thou Martia hadft been nam'd.
Mar. I cannot fight,
Nor know I what Mars meanes : Pray wherefore
then
Ranke you me with that murtherer of men 1
Pam. Becaufe I hold thee more obdurat far
And thirfling bloud, than is the god of War.
He kills for fport, (but fuch as he doth hate)
But thou thy Louers, (Cruell and ingrate.)
Mar. Good words I pray; to make me better
skil'd.
Shew me the (Irage of thofe whom I haue kil'd ?
Or where's the bloud ]
Pam. One Corfe liueleffe and cold
Thou look'ft vpon when thou doft me behold.
1 1 2 Procus & Fuel la. Dial. 2.
Mar. What do I heare ? Did any euer know
A dead man (like thee) both to fpeake and go ?
Should no more terrible Ghofts to me appeare,
Truft me I nener mould be flrooke with feare.
Pa. Thou jeft'st with me, and mean time ftrik'ft
me dead,
And by degrees I'm hourely maffacred,
Worfe than if thou with fteele mouldfl pierce my
bred;
For now with lingring death I am oppreft.
Mar. How many childing women with wet eies
Were prefent to lament your obfequies 1
Pam. And yet my palenefs argues (to my cofl)
I am more bloudlefle than a walking Ghoft.
Mar. And yet that paleneffe hath a violets hew :
You fo looke pale, as we in Summer view
The ripening Cherry, and your cheeke is dy'de
Like th' Autumne Grape that's purpled on one fide.
Pam. In footh you do not well to jeere and flam
Me, knowing in what wretched cafe I am.
Mar. If thou beleev'ft me not, there's a glafie by,
Reach it, and that will fpeake as much as I.
Pam. No glaffe I wifh, no Mirror can allow,
Saue that in which I do behold me now.
Mar. What Mirror's that you fpeake of 1 ?
Pam. Your cleare eies.
Mar. You'ar the fame Sophifter, and Hill fo wife
As you were euer : but I pray make 't plaine,
How you are liueleffe ? and by me how (laine ?
Or is 't the ufe of Shadowes to take meat ?
Pam. They do (like me) but taile not what they
eat
Mar. What is their food ?
Pam. Leekes, Mallowes, Pulfe.
Mar. Indeed ?
But fometimes you on Cocke and Partridge feed.
Pam. But to my pallat are as much default
As mould I feed on fallads without fait.
Mar. O miferable man ! yet by this light
Dial. 2. Prociis & Fuel la. 113
To me Y'appeare fat, frefli, and in good plight :
But can the Dead difcourfe ?
Pam. Yes, they may fpeake,
But with a voice (like me) low, faint, and weake.
Mar. And yet (but lately) when reuenge you
vow'd
Vpon your Riuall, you fpake mrill and lowd.
But tell me further, as the Shadowes talke,
Are they (like you) apparel'd ? Can they walke ?
Or do they fleepe 1
Pam. They do, fuch is their fate :
Nay more than that, fometimes fubagitate
After their kinde.
Mar. You trifle finely now :
Pam. But will you in your judgement yeeld and
bow,
If it by Achillean proofes be try'de,
That I am dead, and you the homicide 1
Mar. Far be that Omen from vs : But proceed
With that your Sophifme.
Pam. Firft then 'tis agreed,
Death's nothing but the abfence of the Soule
From the fraile body : (none can this controule)
And that you'l grant
Mar. Well.
Pam. That which you agree,
You'l not recall hereafter.
Mar. 'T fhall not bee.
Pam. You'l not deny, That fuch as take a life
From any other, kill ?
Mar. 'Tis without ftrife.
Pam. You'l likewife yeeld to that approv'd long
fmce
By Authors, fuch as no man can convince,
Namely, That from the body the foule moues,
And is not where it lives, but where it loues.
Mar. Therein th' advantage you of me haue got ;
Pray make 't more plaine, I vnderftand it not.
Pam. In that I'm mod vnhappy, fmce I fee
6 I
1 14 Procus & Puella. Dial. 2.
You are not alike fenfible with mee.
Mar. Then make me fo.
Pam. You might with like pretence
Bid me to teach the Adamant to haue fence.
Mar. I am a Maid, not ftone.
Pam. And yet moil fure,
Than th'hardefl Adamant y' are more obdure.
Mar. Well, recollect your felfe.
Pam. (Though to be' admir'd)
All that with divine Raptures are infpir'd,
'Tis faid, nor heare, nor fmell, nor fee, nor feele,
Although you wound them with tranfpiercing ileele.
Mar. So I haue heard.
Pam. Know you the caufe ?
Mar. Not I :
Explain e it you who reade Philofophy.
Pam\ Becaufe the Soule's in heav'n, when 't doth
affea,
And abfent from the flefh in that refpedl.
Mar. What then ?
Pam. What then ? thou Cruel ? why this makes it
plain,
Thou art the Murdrefie : I the man new flain.
Mar. Where's then thy foule ?
Pam. Why where it loues ?
Mar. But who
Hath tooke it from thee ? Wherefore figh'fl thou fo ?
Speake freely, and vncheckt ?
Pam. One cruell, yet
She whom in death I neuer mail forget.
Mar. Y' are witty : But (my rare Philofopher)
Why likewife take you not a foule from her,
Repaying like with like ?
Pam. Nor thinke it flrange ;
Nothing could proue more happy than fuch change,
And make me more effentially bleft,
Then myne in hers, if hers in myne would reft.
Mar. Shall I haue leaue (as thou but late with
me)
Dial. 2. Procus & Puella. \ 15
That I may play the Sophifter with thee ?
Pam. The Sophiftreffe.
Mar. Can it with probabilitie be fed,
That the fame body is alive and dead ?
Pam. But not at the fame time.
Mar. The foule confine,
The bodie's dead, nor canft thou call it thine.
Pam. I grant
Mar. Nor quickens but when 'tis in place.
Pam. Well, be it fo.
Mar. Speake then, how (lands the cafe ?
That being where it Hues, in former flate, .
It keepes the body, whence it drifted late ;
Or where it elfewhere Hues, if it giue breath,
How can it (whilfl it Hues) be taxt of death ?
Pam. In Sophiftrie I fee well skil'd you are,
Yet can I eafily euade this fnare.
The Soule which doth the liuing body fway,
Vnproperly (me thinks) title you may
A foule, when thofe that do the men controule,
Are truly fome fmall reliques of the foule,
And nothing elfe. As when you take a Rofe,
And fmell to it, howeuer you difpofe
Of the floure after : being gon againe,
The fent thereof will on your hand remaine.
Mar. I fee they onely (hall loft labor win,
Who feeke to catch an old Fox in a gin :
But there is one thing more that I demand,
And I from you would gladly vnderftand ;
Doth not he ac~l, that's (laind with murthers gilt ?
And fuffer not all fuch whofe blouds are fpilt ?
Pam. Mod true.
Mar. How comes it then, when as the Wooer
In this cafe may be faid to be the doer,
And (he that's woo'd, the Patient (which is plaine,
And (liffely to oppofe it were but vaine)
She that's belov'd, no fuch intent purfuing,
Should not be that ? he caufe of his owne ruin.
Pam. Quite contrarie : he (we fee daily prov'd)
I 2
1 1 6 Procus & Puella. Dial. i.
Suffer, who loues : me acts that is belov'd.
Mar. The Areopagitcz (Grammar-skird)
In this cannot evince me.
Pam. Y' are felfe-will'd :
Yet (hall th' Amphiftriones by Logicke doo't
Mar. There's one doubt, prethee anfwer me
untoo 't ;
Whether is this your loue free, or conflrain'd ?
Pam. Mofl willingly I loue, though thus difdain'd.
Mar. Since not to loue, men likewife haue free-
will,
Who euer loues, doth aime himfelfe to kill :
And the inditement well againfl him laid,
'Twere great injuflice to accufe the Maid.
Pam. She is not faid the Louer to haue flaine,
Becaufe belov'd, but not to loue againe.
For all fuch perfons may be faid to flay,
Who can preferue, and will not when they may.
Mar. Say a yong man vn lawfully fhould dote
Vpon a Veflall, from the world remote ;
Or call his eye vpon anothers wife :
Muft thefe lie proftrat, to preferve his life ?
Pam. But where this yong man his affection
vowes,
The act both Law and Pietie allowes,
And yet is flaine. But if that murther bee
A fmne that doth appeare fo Height to thee.
I can of Witchcraft challenge thee.
Mar. O fie !
Witchcraft ? Forbid it you bled Pow'rs on hye :
Wouldll thou make me a Circes ?
Pam. I divine,
Thou art worfe far, becaufe a Beare or Swine
I'de rather bee, than as thou feeil me now,
Senceleffe and without life.
Mar. Pray tell me how,
Or by what kinde of Witchcraft do I kill ?
Pam. By fafcination.
Mar. Is it then thy will
Dial. 2. Proem & Puella.
117
I turne my noxious eies from thee ?
Pam. Not fo,
But rather let them dill dwell here.
Mar. Fie no.
If in myne eies there be effafcination,
How comes it there is no fuch alteration
In others I behold ? Now I diuine,
The witchcraft's not in mine eies, but in thine.
Pam. Is 't not enough, thy vow'd friend to tranf-
perfe,
But thou wilt dill infult upon his herfe 1
Mar. O pleafant dead man, that can talke fo
free:
But I pray fpeake, When (hall thy funerall bee ?
Pam. Sooner than thou do'fl deeme, (I am
afraid)
Vnlefle thou fuddenly afford'fl me aid.
Mar. Can I worke fuch a wonder ?
Pam. Thou mayfl doo
A greater act, and with fmall labour too,
Reflore the Dead to life.
Mar. Had I the weed
Call'd Panaces.
Pam. Of Simples there's no need ;
Onely repay my loue, that's void of luft,
(Than which, what thing more eafie, or more iufl)
There's nothing elfe can thee of murther cleere.
Mar. But at what bar (hall I be call'd to appeare ?
Before the Areopagita ?
Pam. No,
But at the bar of Venus.
Mar. Thofe that know
That goddefle, fay fhee's placable.
Pam. So ye' haue heard ;
But there is none to be more dread and feard.
Mar. Carrieth (he lightning ^
Pam. Not
Mar. Or doth (he beare
A Trident ?
1 1 8 Procus & Puella. Dial. 2.
Pam. Neither.
Mar. Doth Ihe vfe a fpeare 1
Pam. Not any : but Ihee's goddeffe of the feas.
Mar. I do not vfe to faile.
Pam. But more than thefe ;
She hath a Boy.
Mar. His age can none affright.
Pam. But hee's peruerfe, reuengefull, and of
might.
Mar. What can he do to me ?
Pam. What can he ? All
The gods forbid, that you mould proftrat fall
Beneath his fury : loth would I prefage
111 vnto her, to whom my felfe F engage.
Mar. I am not fuperflitious, fpeake thy minde.
Pam. I mall : If thou hereafter prov'fl vnkinde,
Or (halt appeare fo peevifh or fo fond
To one whofe loue with thine may correfpond :
Should fuch a fute to Venus be commenced
By her the Boy would be fo much infenc'd,
To aime a (haft in Stiptick poifon dipt,
By which thy hard bred on the fudden ript,
It (hall befot thee on fome fordid Swaine,
Which (hall thy loue repay with cold difdaine.
Mar. An horrid punifhment thou talkfl of, I
A thoufand times had rather wifh to die,
Than perditly to' affect one bafe and vile,
And he his heart towards me not reconcile.
Pam. Yet of a Virgin fubject to like fate
There hath been knowne a fad example late.
Mar. What place ?
Pam. Aurelia.
Mar. Since how many yeares ?
Pam. How many moneths you would fay. Still
appeares
The lamentable ruine, and the fame
Is loud and frequent.
Mar. Speake, what was her name ?
Why doft thou paufe.?
Dial. 2. Procus & Puella. 119
Pam. I know her even as well
As I do thee.
Mar. Then why dofl thou not tell
What her name is ?
Paw. Tis for the Omens fake.
Which doth not pleafe me : I wifh (he could take
Some other name vpon her. You may gather
What hers is, by your owne.
Mar. Who was her father 1
Pam. A man of qualitie, and one that Hues
Amongfl the Lawyers, vnto whom he giues
No common lufter.
Mar. I am now ambitious
To know what his name is.
Pam. Hee's cal'd Mauritius.
Mar. But his fyrname ?
Pam. Aglaius.
Mar. Liues her mother 1
Pam. No, but of late chang'd this life for an-
other.
Mar. But of what ficknefle dy'de (he ?
Pam. Wouldft thou know ?
Of forrow, that her childe was fliipwrackt fo.
Her father too, of valour prov'd and tr/de,
Did little want but of conceit had dy'de.
Mar. How was her mother flyl'd, pray tell me
true?
Pam. I will : Sophronia : one that none but knew.
But what meane all thefe queftions ? do you thinke
I fpeake a thing that's forg'd ?
Mar. It cannot fmke
Into my head : you rather may fulpect
Our fex for that, fince fables we affect.
But fay, what hapned to her then ?
Pam. The Maid
Was borne in honed, place, as I then faid,
Of happy dower, and amiable feature :
Why fliould I hold you long 1 She was a creature
Fit for a Princes bed ; and fought by one
1 20 Procus & Puella. Dial. 2.
Then euery way her equall : there was none
More meriting.
Mar. How call'd 1
Pam. The Omen doth offend : yet thus
Receiue his name, he was calld Pamphilus :
Who though he prov'd all poffible waies to win her,
Yet fave difdaine, when he found nothing in her,
Griefe wafted him away : when me foone after
Doated vpon a Groome compos'd for laughter ;
Whom you might rather call an Ape than Man.
Mar. What is 't you fay 1
Pam. So poorely, that I can
Scarce giue thereof expreffion.
Mar. She fo faire,
To dote on one deformed 1
Pam. Thin his haire,
Befides, diforderd and vnkembd, his crowne
Picked, made fteeple-wife, and ouergrowue
With fcurfe and dandruffe ; bald he was befide,
Extremely fquint-eyd, and his noflhrils wide
And bending vpward, with a mouth moft fpacious,
His teeth both gagg'd and furr'd, his tongue vngra-
tious,
Stammering at every word ; a fcabbed chin,
And eafily feene, becaufe his beard was thin ;
Crookt-backt, gow-bellied, bending at the knee
His legs.
Mar. Therfites thou defcrib'ft to me.
Pam. Nay more ; They fay he hath but one eare
left.
Mar. Perhaps the tother was in war bereft.
Pam. Mofl fure 'twas loft in peace.
Mar. Such an affront
What's he durfl giue him ?
Pam. Now I thinke vpon 't,
It was the hangman.
Mar. Notwithftanding this,
Perhaps what in his feature is amiffe,
His fubftance may make good.
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121
Pam. But hee's no better
Than a meere Bankrupt, one that is a debter
Of his owne foule, and he hath pawnd it oft.
And yet (he that's fo tender, fmooth, and foft,
Doth with this Monfter bofome, drinke, and eat ;
Nay, at his churlifh hands is oft times beat.
Mar. A wretched tale, if truly underilood.
Pam. And yet fo Nemefis (i) hath thought it good.
Mofl true it is, nor could the goddeffe long
Defer due vengeance for the yong mans wrong.
Mar. Than fuch a monfler of a man to brooke,
1 rather wifh here to be thunder-flrooke.
Pam. Then let not Nemefis be juflly mov'd,
Provoke her not, love where thou art belov'd.
Mar. Would that f uffice, with all my foule I'de
doo 't.
Pam. Speake not the word, vnlefle thou (land
vntoo 't.
I wim moreouer, That your loue may be
Lading, and only proper vnto me.
A wife, no miftrefle, I haue now in chafe.
Mar. I do not doubt it : yet in fuch a cafe,
When as our vowes continue with our fate,
Behooues vs long time to deliberate.
Pam. I haue long enough confider'd.
Mar. Left you erre,
Take heed, for Love's but a bad Counfeller,
And as they fay, hee's blinde.
Pam. Blinde love I fcorne ;
But that love fees, which is of judgement borne.
Thou doft not therefore feeme to me fo faire,
Becaufe 1 loue thee ; but I therefore dare
To love thee, fince thou art as thou appear'ft.
Mar. And yet beware how you efteeme me
deareft :
When you pull on your moo you befl may tel
In what part it doth chiefely pinch you.
(I) Venus.
122 Procus & Puella. Dial. 2.
Pam. Well,
Dice mufl be cafl for that, I and the rather,
Becaufe by many Auguries I gather.
Things better may fucceed.
Mar. An Augur too ?
Pam. I am.
Mar. But what can your footh-faying doo 1
Saw you the night-Crow flie 1
Pam. 'T had been in vaine ;
Shee onely flies to fuch as haue no braine.
Mar. Or did you fee two Turtles take their flight
Either vpon the left hand or the right ?
Pam. Turn thefe are toyes : yet one thing I haue
feene,
And long time markt ; The goodneffe that hath
beene
Deriv'd vnto you, nor doth it foretell
Any bad Omen, to be borne fo well ;
Nor forreigne vnto me were their conditions,
Or with how many wholfome admonitions
Thy education from the firfl hath bin,
With faire examples free from fight of fin.
" And better 'tis (the Dowrie. to adorne)
" To haue one well inftrucSled, than well borne.
There is another Augurie befide :
My Anceflors (I fpeake it not in pride)
Are not of meaneft ranke, and in times paft
With thine made league, which to this day doth lafl.
And that, not vulgar, from our cradles wee
Haue knowne each other ; but to difagree
Were neuer knowne : there is a parity
In our two yeares ; in the nobility,
Riches, and honour of our parents. More,
(Which in this match I mould haue plac'd before)
Your fweet indowments and behauior rare
Did in all points with my condition fquare :
But whether myne with yours haue futed well
In correfpondence, that I cannot tell.
Thefe are the Birds which I obferv'd to flie,
Dial. 2. Procus & Puella.
123
Predicating only by their Augurie.
And thefe prefage a marriage to enfue,
Happy and bleft, nay alwaies feeming new.
Vnlefle from your mofl delicate warbling throat
Should now proceed fome harm, vnpleafing noat
To crofle my hopes.
Mar . Say, What fong do you wifh ?
Pam. I will begin, now anfwer you to this,
Tis but two words, and they foone learnd ; / am
thine :
Now echo vnto me, and fing, Thou myne.
Mar. 'Tis a ftiort fong, and hath as fliort a
theme,
And yet it beares a long Epiphoneme.
Pam. What matters it how long, fo it be fweet.
Mar. And yet I mould be loth, as we now
meet,
That I to any motion mould confent,
Of which perhaps in time you may repent.
Pam. O ceafe to boad vs ill.
Mar. I may grow ftrange,
When age or ficknefle mail my beauty change.
Pam. Craz'd or in health, thou malt to me be
one,
Equall in both, fo deare vnto me none.
I gaze not on this building, rare and neat ;
The gueft within I loue.
Mer. What gueft I entreat ?
Pa. Thy mind, whofe fplendor with thy yeres
doth grow.
Mar. He' had need of more than Lynceus eyes,
that fo
Can through fo many roofes at once efpy.
Pam. Thy minde by myne I fee perfpicuoufly.
To adde to thefe, we in our children may,
As we wax old, grow yonger euery day.
Mar. I, but Virginitie meane time is loft.
Pam. Tell me, if you your felfe had layd great
coft
124 Procus & Puella. Dial. i.
Vpon an Orchard, you would thinke it fin,
Should nothing elfe but bare floures grow therein :
Had you not rather (all the floures bee'ng cropt)
To fee the trees full branches vnderpropt,
Laden with ripe fruit ?
Mar. O, you argue fine.
Pam. Or anlwer me : To fee a drooping Vine
Falne, and there putrifying where 'tis laid 1
Or fee one by her owne kinde claf pings (laid ;
And round about fome faire growne Elme to run,
Whilft her full clutters ripen 'gainft the Sun ]
Which is the goodlier fight 1
Mar. Now anfwer me :
Which of the two fights had you rather fee :
A milke white Rofe ftill mining in its thorne :
Or cropt, and in fome durty bofome worne,
To lofe her faire leaves 1
Pam. As I vnderftand,
That Rofe is happier, gatherd by the hand,
And withers, after it doth both delight
The nofe with the fweet fmell, the eye with fight.
Rather than that which giues no more content,
Than to the Brier forfeit both leaues and fent.
It grew for ule, firft to be gathered, then
To wither after. So the wine that men
At merry meetings jovially downe poure,
Is happier far, than what (vndrunke) growes foure.
Nor is the Virgin floure maturely growne,
Blafled as foone as cropt. Some I haue knowne,
Before their marriage languifh and looke fickly,
Who after congreffe haue recover'd quickly,
As if they had but then begun to fpring.
Mar. And yet Virginitie (you know 's a thing)
Gracious and plaufible to all.
Pam. 'Tis true,
Than a yong Virgin, nothing to the view
More gratefull : but what object can there bee
Worfe, than an old and wrinkled maid to fee ?
Vnleffe thy mother had let fall her floure,
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125
Thy bloffome had not flourifht at this houre.
And if our future marriage (as I hope)
Do not proue barren, we (hall then haue fcope,
Though that Virginitie be loft and gone,
To yeeld the world a many for that one.
Mar. And yet pure chaftitie's a thing (they fay)
To God moft gratefull.
Pam. And I therefore pray,
Hee'l fend me a chad Virgin to my wife ;
With whom to leade a chaft vnqueftion'd life ;
And by that means (hall grow the greater Tye,
Of mindes, then bodies ; fo (hall you and I
Get to the publique weale, to Chrift beget,
Then how far diftant is this wedlocke fet
From true Virginitie : it may fo fall,
That we in time may proue as conjugall
As Iqfeph liv'd with Mary. Meane time wee
Shall praclife 'twixt our felues a chaftitie,
To whofe fublimitie none can come neare,
Vpon the fudden.
Mar. What is this I heare 1
Mud chaftitie be violated, and
Then after learnd ?
Pam. What elfe 1 (Pray vnderftand)
As when by drinking of a leffer draught,
We, by degrees, abftemioufneffe are taught :
In this affaire with vs fo (lands the (late.
Which of the two hold you more temperate ;
He at a full and furnifht table plac't,
And of no tempting delicate will taft ;
Than he, remov'd from all that might accite,
Or any way prouoke his appetite ?
Mar. I hold him of a temp'rance far more great,
Who, when befet with dainties, will not eat.
Pam. In cafe of Chaftitie which (land you for ?
Him that hath made himfelfe an Eunuch ; or
One that is able bodied, ftrong, and found,
And yet in whom there's no intemperance found ?
Mvr. V pon the lad I dare beftow the Bayes ;
126 Procus &? Puella. Dial. 2.
On the firfl, madneffe, and no other praife.
Pam. All fuch as by the ftriclneffe of their Vow,
No matrimoniall Contract will allow,
What do they elfe but gueld themfelues ?
Mar. You fay't.
Pam. It is not vertue, not to copulate.
Mar. How is it not ?
/^w. Obferue me : If it were
A vertue in itfelfe, not to cohere ;
It muft be then a vice to haue congrefle.
But that to be moil lawfull we may gueffe,
By mutuall confocietie. Againe,
Marriage is honorable.
Mar. Make it more plaine,
Why you infer this ?
Pam. Since fo oft it falls :
As, to the louing wife the husband calls
For due benevolence ; it only beeing
For iflues fake.
Mar. But fay there's difagreeing,
When it proceeds from wantonneffe and luft ;
Then, to deny him, is't not right and iuft ?
Pam. Rather admonifh and intreate him faire ;
That you may do : howeuer, bound you are
To yeeld to him, beeing inflant. In that flraine
Scarce heare I husbands of their wives complaine.
Mar. But libertie is fweet.
Pam. Yet further heare ;
Virginitie's a weighty load to beare.
But I thy King, and thou my Queen malt bee ;
Wee'l rule and reigne in our owne family :
Can that appeare to thee a fervitude \
Mar. But I haue oft heard marriage, by the
rude
And Vulgar, calld an Halter that fafl ties.
Pam. All thofe that facred mariage fo defpife,
Are of an halter worthy. This decide :
Is not thy Minde vnto thy Body ty'de 1
Mar. It feemes to be fo.
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127
Pam. Even iufl as you fee
A Bird incage'd ; whom aske to be fet free,
She will deny't : and wherefore 1 Can you tell ?
Becaufe her bondage doth content her well.
Mar. Our means are but indifferent.
Pam. Therefore more
Safe. The bed way then to encreafe our (lore,
Is your good houfwifery at home, whilft I
Abroad will vfe my vtmofl induftry.
Mar. But many children flill bring many cares.
Pam. And many pleafures too : I haue knowne
heires,
For all the tronbles and vnceffant feares,
The cofl and charge that in their tender yeares
They haue put their parents to ; being growne men,
Haue payd them backe with double vfe agen.
Mar. A miferable thing it were, I vow,
To haue had childen, then to lofe them.
Pam. Now,
Are you not childeleffe? But at no good rate,
Of doubtfull things thus ill you ominate.
Which wilh you rather to your lot might fall,
Be borne to die, or not be borne at all ?
Mar. Why of the two, borne (as I am) to die.
Pam. So much more wretched is that Orbitie
And deprivation, which yet never had,
Or euer mall haue iffue ; (to make glad)
As they more happy are, borne to the earth,
Than they, nor borne, nor euer to haue birth.
Mar. But who are they that are not, nor
(hall be \
Pam. Nay heare me yet a little further : He
Who humane frailties mail refufe to beare,
(To which even all men while they fojourne here,
Are equally obnoxious ; keepe they State,
Or be they low degreed) mufl yeeld to Fate.
But as for thee, let come what can betide ;
For thou malt beare but halfe, I will divide
The burthen with thee : nay, the greater mare
1 28 Proem & Puella. Dial. 2.
I'le caft on myne owne fhoulders, (in my care)
But fo, that in each joyfull accident
Doubled (hall be thy pleafure in th' event.
If ought difaflrous : my focietie may
Take (of the griefe) the greatefl part away :
And for your felfe (did but the Fates fo pleafe)
I wifh on me no greater joy might feafe,
Nor would I further happineffe defire,
Than in thy fweet embraces to expire.
M. That which by Natures common courfe doth
chance,
You men difgeft with eafiefl countenance.
But I fee with fome parents how it fares,
In whom their childrens manners breed more cares,
Than can their deaths.
Pam. But pleafe you be content,
It lies in vs that danger to prevent.
Mar. As how ?
Pam. I'le make it plaine ; becaufe we fee
Neuer bad Fruit proceed from a good Tree,
As touching the condition, Nor is't read,
That ravenous Kytes of gentle Doves are bred,
Let vs firfl ftudy goodneffe ; then provide,
That from the milke we may their youth fo guide,
By holy precepts and good admonitions,
That we may recline their bad conditions :
'Tis of great confequence, what is infus'd
Into a Veffell when it firft is vs'd.
Adde to the reft, in our domefticke ftate,
Examples, fuch as they may imitate.
Mar. 'Tis hard you fpeake.
Pam. No wonder, becaufe faire ;
And that's fome feafon why fo hard you are.
But the more difficult it feemes to be,
'Twill aske from vs the greater induftry.
Mar. Me of a pliant mettall you (hall finde ;
See then you caft and fhape me to your minde.
Pam. Pronounce three words in th' interim.
Mar. 'Twere fmall paine ;
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129
But words once pad, fly neuer backe againe.
I'le giue you counfell, and confider of it,
Which may no doubt redownd to both our profit.
Solicite you our parents to this match,
They once agreed, we would make quicke difpatch.
Pam. You would haue me, the bufti to beat
about,
When in three words you may refolue this doubt.
Mar. Whether I can, is yet to me vnknowne,
Becaufe I am my parents, not myne owne :
Neither did Contracts in times paft proceed,
Vnlefle by th' Elders they were firft agreed.
But howioever, I prefume, 'twixt us
This match will proue the more aufpitious,
Lefie cafuall too, to both, and much more fweet,
If by our parents free confents we meet
To move them in't, your office 'tis, you know,
Becaufe in me it comely would not mow :
Virginitie loves to be forc't ; maids dill.
What they give freely, grant againft their will.
Pam Before I moue them, mail I thus indent ;
May I prefume I haue your free confent ?
Mar. Thou hafl, my Pamphilus, then be of
cheare.
Pam. Y'are now to me religioufly deare.
Mar. But your owne voice I'de wifti you ftil
fufpend,
And e're begin, confider firft the end.
Do not Ajjeftion vnto Counfell call,
But fummon Reafon, which mould governe all :
For what Affettion fwayes is apt to vary.
And is (indeed) no more than temporarie :
But that which Reafon dictates, be thou fure,
Is permanent, and euer mall endure.
Pam. How fweetly play you the Philofopher ?
And I fhall no way from your counfels err.
Mar. It (hall not much repent you. But againe,
There is one doubt that much di(lrac"ls my braine.
Pam. Now let all fcruples vanilh.
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130 Procus & Puella. Dial. 2.
Mar. Is't your will
I marry to a dead man ?
Pam. I live flill,
Reviv'd by you.
Mar. The fcruple is remov'd ;
And now at length, farewell my befl Belov'd.
Pam. Be that your care.
Mar. I wifh you a glad night.
Whence came that deep fufpire 1
Pam. From no affright.
A glad night did you fay ? Now as I live,
What you laft wifht, would you had will to giue.
Mar. It is not fit that too much haft be made,
For yet you fee your harveft's in the blade.
Pam. Shall I beare nothing from you ?
Mar. This fweet-Ball,
Take it to cheare your heart.
Pam. A kiffe withall.
Mar. By no meanes, fince to bring thee, I defire,
A chaftitie vnblemifht and intire.
Pam. Can that detract from modeftie ?
Mar. Defifl :
Or would you I by others mould be kift ?
Pam. Referue them then, as thefe you folely owe
To me and to my ufe.
Mar. I'le keepe them fo :
Yet I could tell you of another caufe
Wherefore I dare not kiffe.
Pam. Speake 't without paufe.
Mar. You fay, your whole foule, or the greater
part
Is fled into my body ; and your heart
Empty'd of vitall heate, (or little there
Remaining flill) it therefore is my feare,
Left by a kiffe, the little which is left,
I drawing, you be quite of life bereft.
But take this hand, fymbole of that affection
Which mutually confirmes our free election.
So once againe farewell : be for my fake
Dial. 2. Procus & Fuel la. 131
Carefull (I in treat) in that you undertake.
Mean time I'le pray, what yet remaines vndone,
May in a faire and profp'rous courfe be run.
The AN NOTATIONS upon
PROCUS and PUELLA.
IN this Dialogue (to whofe Author I am not able to give a
meriting character) I prefume there is nothing conteinecl
which doth deviate either from modefly or good manners. It is
onely a meere exprefiion, of what is, or ought to be, betwixt a
young man and a maide, in the initiating of their affection, the
profecution of their love, and the perfecting of their contract.
Here is neither childifh difcourfe, loofe language, or any imperti-
nency, which is not agreeable, with wholfome inflance, and com-
mendable example. For in all marriages there is to bee obferv'd,
Parity in birth. For as Dion faith : Difparity in Wedlock is a
great enemie to love: then conformity in education, and laftly
equality in ftate. The firft begetteth acquaintance, the fecond
confirmeth it, and for the laft we read Euripides thus : women
without dowry cannot claime the priviledge to fpeake their owne
thoughts : And Menander faith : That man is moft unhappy who
marrieth being poore, and raifeth his fortunes by a rich maide or
widdow. But howfoever marriage in it felfe is honorable : in fo
much that Homer informeth us, That the Ladyes of Greece, ufcd
to count their yeares from the time of their Nuptials, not the day
of their Nativity, as forgetting all the time of their virginity, and
intimating, they were never to bee faid truely to live, till they
came to that ftate, legally to lend life unto others, which was by
lawfull wedlock. Imagine then this our Pamphiltts prov'd an
happy husband, and Maria a fortunate wife : lie a provident
Father, and fhee the fruitfull mother of a numerous and thriving
iflue. They bleft in their children, and their children alternatly
in them For fo it (for the moft part) hapneth in all fuch con-
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132 Annotations.
traces. Where vertue over-ruleth vanity, and reafon fwayeth
paffion and affection. Of him I may fay with Boethius, lib. 2.
MOr. 8.
Hie 6 conjugij ' facrum
Caftis netflit amoribus.
With the facred Nuptiall tye,
His chaft love did well comply.
And to doe her the beft right I can, I make bold to borrow
thus much from the Poet Statins, lib. Silvar. 5.
Si Babylonis opes, Lyda ft ponder a gazes
Indorumque dares, &c.
If thou the Babylonian wealth fhouldfl proffer,
Or rifle (for her) the rich Lydians coffer ;
The potent wealth couldfl thou before her lay,
From India brought ; or that from Affrica ?
Yet rather then tranfgreffe her nuptiall vow,
She would choofe death not caring where, nor how.
Et quo non pojfum corpore, menteferor.
Dial 3.
The Argument of the Dialogue betwixt
EARTH and AGE.
T N EARTH and AGE is to the life expreft,
J[ How bad all Men are, when they are at bejl :
How fraile, how fading, and in their great ft glory
Vnfettled, wretched, vaine, and tranfitory.
ItJJiewes all Learning, Beauty, Youth, and Strength,
All Pompe, all Wealth to nothing comes at length :
No Statue, Strutlure, Trophee,fo fublime,
Which is not quite lojl and defaft by Time.
O who can then our common Parent (i) blame,
Since all things Jhe produceth that ham name.
As they haue birth from her JHll- teeming wombe,
So the fame place is likewife made their tombe.
No wonder then her grief e fo far exceeds,
Since JJic is fore V to bury allJJie breeds.
The DIALOGUE.
Earth. TT 7 Hat's he fo many tongues can me
Vy allow >
As he had eies who watcht the (a) Pharian Cow 1
So many mouthes to me who's he can give,
As Fame reports the (b) Sybels yeares did live 1
(I) Earth.
T 34 Earth and Age. Dial. 3.
Had I as many words my thoughts to expreffe,
As (by th' (c) Afcrcean Poet) we may guefle.
The antient gods liv'd dayes 1 Had I beiide,
As many brafen throats open and wide,
As Xerxes mot darts, (after fight begun)
Whofe number from the earth fhadow'd the Sun ?
So many rivulets of teares what's hee
Can to myne eyes infufe, as was by thee
Cyrus (if we may trull antiquity)
Let into Ganges drops, thereby to breed
Dry wafte vnto that (d) Channell drown'd his deed 3
Who can my clamorous words fupply with forrovv ?
So many deepe fufpires where mall I borrow ;
As Valiant Roman Spirits (fcorning to yeeld)
Fell in one fatall day at (e) Cannds field ?
O my great griefe, which in the height appeares,
Not to be calm'd with words, nor wafht with teares.
When (/) Phaeton fell from the Sunnes bright
throne,
How did his mournfull fitters him bemoane 1
Who from their rough rindes where they be ih-
clos'd,
Weepe pretious Amber flill, Phcebus, oppos'd
'Gainit (g) Niobe^ (her children hauing llaine)
O how me flill in marble doth complaine ?
What forrow, muficall Orpheus, didft thou feele,
When thy Euridice, flung in the heele,
And dying, borne vnto th' infernall made,
Thou with thy harp through hell free paffage made ?
What more than madneffe did corrode thy brefl,
Andromache ? when (Heftor layd to reft)
Thou faw'ft thy (*) fonne, the hope of Troy and
thee,
Dropt from a tower : what forrow might this bee ?
Ev'n fuch was thine, (k) Aegceus, to behold
Thy fonnes blacke failes returning : which fo cold
Strook to thy heart, thou thinking Thefeus flaine,
Leapt from a rocke, and gav'ft the fea thy name.
The torment of a mighty paflion thou
Dial. 3. Earth and Age.
'35
(/) locafla felt, to fee thy two fonnes vow
Their mutuall mines by revengefull Armes ?
Sad (///) Dadalus, what pittifull alarmes
Were in thy bred giv'n, to behold from hye,
Thy fonne with his feint wings drop from the skie ?
There to be food for fifties, and to adde
A name vnto that fea, it neuer had 1
Or mould I fpeake how much (n) Progne lamented
Her husbands fpowfe-breach ? or how difcontented
(o) AntJwnoe was after AElaon torne 1
Or of (/) Antigone, fad and forlorne,
Leading blind Oedipus o're rocks along ?
Within the compafle of my pafiionate fong
Bring all the torments of the former age,
Gyves, Manacles, and Fetters, all that Rage
Or Fury can inflict ; want, hunger, third,
Whip, pod, or prifon, labor, or what's worfl,
The melancholy dungeon, gallows, racke,
The forke or flake, what on the homicides backe
Law can impofe, the Traitor or the Theefe ;
All thefe are toyes, if rated at my griefe.
By flings of Serpents, or their teeth, to die j
Rough winter^ gufts, where Boreas blowes mod hye :
A thoufand wounds were nothing to endure,
Or mounted on a gybbet, there chain'd fure,
And Hue to gorge the Ravens, or to bleed
Beneath the Lyons jawes ; after to feed
Her whelps, were nothing.
Age. Of the gods high drain e.
What, or whence are you, that fo loud exclaime < \
Earth. EARTH, Parent of all things.
Age. Why weepe you ?
Earth. Why?
Haue I not jud caufe ? (who fo great as I ?
Being a Mother) in this wretched date,
To fee my Sons hourely fnatcht hence by Fate.
Age. You haue jud caufe to doo't.
Earth. I pray what leffe
Perceiue you in the vntam'd Lioneffe,
136 Earth and Age. Dial. 3.
When me but one whelp miffeth from her den ]
Age. She mournes.
Earth. What of the ravenous Tygre then,
To lofe her yong fhe tender'd with fuch care ?
Age. She grieves and raves.
Earth. How doth the poore Hen fare,
Clocking amidft her brood, when in her fight
One Chicken is fnatcht from her by the Kite ?
Age. She forrowes.
Earth. What doth the fleece-bearing Dam,
When 'fore her face the Wolfe deuours her Lamb ?
Age. Laments.
Earth. Doth not the Cow with bellowing teare
The aire, to finde her Calfe fpoyld by the Beare :
Age. Alas me lowes.
Earth. What doth the Sow, to fpy
Out any of her Pigs ftolne from her (lie 1 \
Age. She calls loud after.
Earth. O then what mould I 1 )
If whatfoever I produce or cherifh,
Procreate or beare, I fee before me perifh ?
Is it not wondrous, Forefts mould at length
Bide putrifaclion, rot, and lofe their flrength ?
The fhadowie tree Time of her beauty 'reaves.
Defpoiling her both of her fruit and leaves.
Age. 'Tis wondrous I confeffe, but fo 't muft bee.
Earth. What is it then, that I behold and fee
The brazen ftatues of the gods decay,
The monuments of Princes turne to clay ;
Mighty (q) Colqffi, Temples deckt with Vaines,
Supported with rich Columnes (by the braines
Of the befl Architects) made wide and large,
With fpacious arches, facred, in the charge
Of many a golden R clique : thefe to fall,
And in a few (hort feafons perifh all.
Age. So it hath pleas'd the gods.
Earth. The gods are then
Too cruell and auftere to vs and men ;
Since whatfoeuer the Earths fertile wombe
Dial. 3. Earth and Age.
137
Brings forth to aire, and in the world to haue
roome ;
Whatever in her bofome (he hath ta'ne
To feed and fofler : what doth now remaine,
Or (hall hereafter be ? That all theie muft
Needs be involv'd in rottennefie and duft.
Age. 'Tis fit.
Earth. O anguifh never to abate,
Or have ceflation !
Age. So the gods will ha't.
Earth. Then, as I faid before, th' are too fevere,
And mercilefly in this kinde auftere,
Is't not enough flrong walls are beaten downe,
And lofty turrets level'd with the ground ;
Cities are fackt, to ruine made a pray,
The famous flatues of the gods decay ;
That ruft the iron doth confume and wade,
And pleafant Orchards of corruption tafle ;
But Man mud perifh too, and cannot fhun
Times fearefull havocke, but to ruine run ?
Age. The Fates fo will.
Earth. What pitty can there be
Afcrib'd to any pow'rfull deity ?
But what art thou ? What goddeffe ? or how ftyl'd ?
Age. AGE I am call'd.
Earth. Hence falfe Virago, vyld
Infernall Fury ; for 'tis thou alone
Bringft all my Iflue to confufion :
Swift feather-footed TIME and ravenous AGE
Devour all things in their remorfelefle rage.
Age. What's fublunarie, Fate will haue to fall.
Earth. Say Tyrannefle, thou AGE, confuming all,
Where be thofe high Pyr amides fo fam'd,
By which the barbarous (r) Memphis firfl was nam'd,
Rear'd by fo many workmens fweat and toile ?
Age. As all things elfe, even thefe have fuffer'd
fpoile.
Earth. Where 's Pharos Me 1 the Sepulchre re-
nownd
138 Earth and Age. Dial. 3.
Of King (/) Maufolus ? where's the Image crownd
Of chaft (/) Diana ? Strumpet tell me.
Age. Gone.
Earth. Where's the (u) Tarpeian Mafle, fla ru6lure
none
More famous ? where's the hundred gated Towne
Calld Thebes 1 or flrong immur'd Babylon ?
Where's populous Ninive 1 what's Romes fublime
Vafl Theatre by Cafar built ? by TIME
Confounded all ; where's the Coloffe of Rhods ?
Age. Their ruins all werfe forefeen by the gods.
Earth. What's Troy ? old Sparta ? or Corinthus
hye?
What's Solomons Temple, Harlot ?
Age. All thefe lye
In darke oblivion buried ; and in^vaine
You fret, chide, wrangle, and perplex your braine,
Deare Mother EARTH ; weepe riuers from thine
eies,
With clamors cleave thy ja,wes, make thy lungs rife
Confume thy marrow, breake thy backe, and teare
Thy intrals out ; the Fates are fo fevere,
Thou canft not breake their order, their flricft
lawes
Inviolate are, and will admit no claufe :
For them the mightieft Kings cannot oppofe,
The Souldiers fhield hath no defence 'gainfl thofe ;
The rich mans purfe, the learning of the Wife,
No nor the Poets Verfe (let that fuffice.)
Earth. If then with fuch ferocitie they bee
So deeply incenft ; and that the gods agree
In fuch inclemencie : advife me how
I (hall demeane me 1
Age. You of force mufl bow
To their eternall doome, though you complaine,
Grieve, forrow, and lament, all is but vaine.
JZarth. I will not therefore.
Age. Your beft is, to advife
Man to leave th' earth, and looke vp to the skies :
Dial. 3. Earth and Age. 139
To put no confidence in Mundane Glory,
Which (like himfelfe) is meerly tranfitory.
Not to grow proud of Beauty. Wifdome, Wealth,
Nor of his Strength, fince Age by filent Health
Will rifle him of all. To him relate,
Of far fam'd men the mod vnhappy (late.
Earth. Your confolable words have given re-
liefe
To my fufpence, and now exil'd all griefe.
Age. That's all.
Earth. I will obey. Man, anfwer me.
Man. Who's that ?
Earth. Thy Mother.
Man. Mine ? It cannot be.
Earth. Thy mother Earth.
Man. Deare mother then All haile ;
What feeke you \
Earth. I lament. Can teares prevaile ?
Man. Deare Parent ceafe to grieve : lies it in mee
To give leaft eafe to your calamity 1
Earth. No, Sonne.
Man. Why mourne you 1
Earth. Have not all things birth
From me thy wretched and fad mother Earth ?
Man. I know it well.
Earth. Doft thou not fee how I
Give to the woods production as they lie 1
Sap to the Trees, Increafe vnto the Graine ;
Hug in my fertile bofome ftones ? Againe,
Afford the Vine Grapes, and the tough Oke Mad ;
Food to the Fifh, and to the Birds repad :
Tis I that to th' embroider'd medowes yeeld
Hay, to the Gardens Floures, Graffe to the Field :
And lad, as to the bed of all my brood,
Birth unto Man ; and after bearing food.
Man. I do confeffe it, Mother.
Earth. I much lament,
Deare Childe, and from hence growes my dif-
content,
140 Earth and Age. Dial. 3.
That hairing fuch a fertile wombe, fo free,
And ever-teeming ; only that by mee
So many mapes and bodies hourely grow,
So firme in fubftance, and fo faire in mow,
That nothing can her ravenous throat affwage,
But all mufl die and be confum'd by Age :
She ruines Forrefts, the hard marble weares,
Frets iron, wafts Palaces, ftrong bulwarks teares,
Spoiles Camps, doth Citadels demolifh quite ;
Even the gods facred ftatues takes from fight.
She not high confecrated Temples fpares,
But that which teares and torments to my cares
Still addes, That Man me ruthlefly deuoures,
And makes him perifh at vncertaine houres :
Therefore beware, my fweetefl Childe, take heed,
Left tympanous pride within thy bofome breed,
Of this beware, my fonne.
Man. Mother I mail.
Earth. Then firft, left warlike 'glory thee affaile,
And make thee to forget thou art but Duft ;
Heare vnto what the god-like Heroes truft,
Whom Age hath worne out of all memorie.
Heflor. Left any in his potencie rely,
Or in his militarie armes take pride,
Or powerfull skill in (w) Geticke weapons tryde,
Let him confider me, puiffant indeed,
Heffior, the ftrongeft of all Priams Seed,
Potent in battell, and whilft I did ftand,
Ilium was fafe, fecur'd by fea and land :
(In borrow'd armes) 'twas I Patroclus flew ;
Before me, Legions of the Grecians flew ;
When I came arm'd in fury : Troy oppreft
With ten yeares fiege, I garded with this breft,
I whom alone Achilles quak't to fee,
Have yeelded vnto Fate, and vnto thee
Andromache (a widow) left my fonne.
Thus AGE ends all things on the earth begun,
Achilles. The Trojans terror, Great Achilles, I
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In fmewie flrength excelling, and thereby
Famous of old, the only hope and flay
Of the Greeke Heroes, who alone made way
Through all the Dardan hofl. 'Twas I alone
Was dreaded in the field, and but me none.
Alone of far-fam'd Hcftor was I fear'd,
And Priam quak't when he my name but heard :
Able my nerves, and matchleffe might my grace,
In body mighty, terrible my face,
Big fhoulderd and broad brefled, fterne my brow ;
Yet to (x) Minerva's Altar as I bow,
Paris behinde me fteales, and with his dart
Wounds me i'th heele, which rankles to my heart,
And thus the Valiant perim, and thus AGE
All things confumes in her devouring rage.
Alexander. What's life but frailtie, bubble, or a
blaft,
A cloud, a fmoke, no fooner feene than paft 1
Yeares, like a ball, are voluble, and run ;
Houres, like falfe Vowes, no fooner fpoke than
done :
Time quickly wafleth by vnwary dayes,
Nothing can bribe the Sifters to delayes.
The horrid fword of Death whofo would fly,
Let him but looke into myne age, how I
Am gon and fpent ; I that was calld and knowne
By name of Alexander Macedon :
Whofe fame hath from the Suns vprife been heard
Beyond the place loves Sonne his pillars reard.
Through Hefpery and all the Eafterne lands
Have I been fam'd, whom none (oppos'd) with-
ftands,
The populous city Thebes my arme o'rethrew.
I many thoufand Perfian fouldiers flew ;
Phoenicians, Ciclicks, Paphlagonians, all
My fword fubdu'd : thrice did Darius fajl
Beneath my potencie : great Babylon,
Mighty in walls, I fieg'd, and feifed on.
And after, golden-wav'd Hidafpes pad ;
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Porus (foure cubits high) I queld at lad,
Whom, conquer'd, I fet free. This done, I then
From India faild, to Babylon agen.
Returning, I fell ficke, foone after dyde ;
Thus Time and ravenous AGE mall all things hide.
Sampfon. Let Fame, th' admirer of all Anceftrie,
And fuch as are renown'd for Chivalrie,
Here mew her felfe, and in her fhape divine ;
Surveigh all places where the Sun doth mine,
In which large progreffe let her fee the head
Of flowing Nile : or fay that me be fled
Vnto the Sun-burnt (y) Garamanti, there
To enquire newes, or what fhe elfe can heare
From the Numidians or remoat eftates
Of (the oft-fhifting place) the (z) Sanzonats.
Search Thetis Empire through, or further go
To what the fabricke of the world can (how,
She (hall not finde that mortall wight that dare
With me in nerves or ftrength of armes compare.
I am the mighty Sampfon, famous yet,
To whom for ftrength Alddes would fubmit :
To flrangle Lions was no more than play,
Or to out-run fwift Tygres on the way.
What though I with the jaw-bone of an affe
A thoufand flew, and through their army paffe 1
What though the city gates I rend and teare,
And (after) them vpon my moulders beare 1
Yet notwithftanding my great power and ftrength,
I yeeld to death, Age fwallowes all at length,
Earth. Know now my Son, that fuch moft happy
are,
Whom others harmes can teach how to beware.
See, whatfoeuer I produce or bring,
Nurfe or giue foftring to, even every thing
Devouring Age confumes. Doft thou not fee
Renowned Hettor yeeld to Deftinie 1
How great Achilles, after wars rough ftormes,
Defpoil'd of life, to be the food for wormes ?
Sampfon and Alexander in their prime,
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Though ftrong, yet they both perifht : This can Time.
Now left faire Feature fliould in thee breed pride,
Natures indowments. or ought elfe befide ;
See women next, in face and forme excelling,
Swallow' d in duft ; all Beauty Age expelling.
Hellen. O you blind men, with feminine ftiape ore-
taken,
Whofe amorous hearts are with their culture fhaken,
Now do I finde too late, and grieve to thinke,
All mortall beauty muft in Lethe finke.
We kembe thefe haires, and trim them vp in gold,
(Our curled treffes with rich gems inrol'd)
Our fronts we burnifh, and there cannot paffe
One blemifh, but corrected by the giaffe.
By art we adorn e our heads, and by art wee
Difpofe the face and haire ; by art we fee.
And yet thefe haires, this head, thefe eies, this face,
Vanifh like moving waves which flote apace.
Behold ! I that was faire, am wormes meat made,
My flefh corrupt, and buried in the made.
Behold (I fay) that Grecian Hellen, fhee
Rap't, Menelaus, in her prime from thee :
Me (a) Thefeus ravifht firft, and left me fo,
That faving kifles I did nothing know.
Falfe Paris laft (by Fate or Fury led)
Hotting with me, made Health into my bed :
Foole that he was, he little then did know,
This fnare for me was Troys fad overthrow.
This putrified Coarfe by him fo bought,
Was after by a thoufand mips re-fought.
O Greece, what preparation didft thou make,
To fetch that flem which now the wormes forfake ?
What broiles? what flrage? what flaughter to de-
flroy,
Did this loath'd carkafle breed 'twixt Greece and
Troy?
Became it thee, friend Paris, to forfake
Thy houfhold gods, and fuch a journey take,
To hazard feas, only to fetch away
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From Greece this rottenneffe, this putrid Clay ?
And you the (b} Atrides, would you faile fo far,
And for this duft maintaine a ten yeares war ?
That this vile earth, this flench you might returne,
To clofe thefe afhes in my fathers urne 1
Lais. If any fables haue bin fung in praife
Of Proflitutes, what fame their fhapes could raife ;
I the Corinthian Lais, choice and beft,
Haue been the crowne and grace to all the reft.
My chin the Ivorie ftain'd, Lillies my brow,
To match myne eies the world then knew not how :
My necke was long and ftraight, and my veins blew,
Soft lips, in my cleare cheekes frefh rofes grew ;
My nofe was neither crooked, long, nor flat,
My vifage it became, it graced that :
My wanton paps like two round hillocks grow,
From which moift fprings two milky rivers flow,
My belly comely fweld, for it became
Like a plumpe Peacocks, foft as the yong lambe :
My ftomacke like the temperat Turtles feeding ;
Modefl my dyet, and no furfets breeding ;
My armes much whiter than the Lillies mowing,
Or floures, (d) Aldnous, in thy garden growing.
Who that my leg did looke on, but did thinke
He burnt in flames, or in the feas did finke 1
Or who my backe parts did behold, but fed,
O that I were a flea in Lais bed,
Or who my foot, but wifht himfelfe a flone,
With vpward eies for me to tread vpon.
And yet this face, thefe cheeks, thefe lips, thefe eies,
This necke, thefe haires, thefe temples, legs and
thighes,
This ftornacke, belly, backe, armes, hands, and feet
Are wormes meat now, and with corruption meet.
Learne yong man then, that which we truft in
moft
Is duft and filth ; in Age are all things loft.
Thisbe. The Babylonian Thisbe is my name,
Noble my birth, my beauty great in fame ;
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No lovely Maid that had in th' Orient place,
But with much envy gaz'd me in the face.
Inraged love I with a fmile could pleafe,
Or pull his threatning thunder backe with eafe.
luno her felfe of me hath jealous bin,
And fear'd left love in Babylon would fin.
The white ( d ) Cat/Irian Bird to me did yeeld,
And to my blufh the Rofes of the field.
Yet not this feature, not this front or face,
Nor thefe myne eyes, to which the ftars gave place,
Could ranfome me from the wormes fearefull rage,
Or the rude phangs of all-devouring Age.
Lucretia. Who the divining Sybels mall com-
mend,
Or thee, (e) Penelope, and not offend ?
Of (/) Dido's feature who (hall fmoothly write ?
Or the (g) Leucadian fifters beauty cite ?
Behold me Lucrece, fofter than the downe,
Or the fwans breft, and whiter : who was knowne
More tradlable than wax ; frefh as the aire,
Softer my skin than the ripe Melons are.
With this faire body I the wormes haue fed,
And a fmall urne containes me being dead.
Thefe paps, that ( h ) Cato the Severe would turne,
Or chafte ( i ) Hippolitus in ardor burne,
This pretious flefli, this fhape is chang'd to dufl
And putrifacflion, to which all may truft.
Nothing the earth brings forth, but Age can waft,
One and the fame fate meets with all at laft.
Earth. Confider then, my Sonne, thefe fhapes you
haue,
Splendor nor feature, ranfoms from the Grave :
That all things fuffer change, necke, breft, and
throat,
Lips, cheeks, brow, ftomacke, all on which we
doat,
Convert to afhes. Yet left thou be won,
Thinking to fcape by other gifts ; my fon
Attend with prepar'd eares, heare what the Learnd,
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The Rich and others have 'tofore difcernd ;
Thefe and the reft haue the fame accent fung :
Now whilfl they fpeake, thou ftill fuppreffe thy
tongue.
Virgil. If Learning from himfelfe mall man
divide,
And make him like the Peacocke ftrut with pride,
He offends in madneffe, fencelefly is vaine.
Behold, I Virgil, of the learned ftraine,
Of Poets Prince, their glory and their grace,
To whom Apollo did afford prime place ;
Me the moft facred Mufes favor'd ftill,
For me the () Driades their laps would fill
With various floures, and the Nap&e bring
Chaplets of Bayes to crowne me when I fing.
To th' Palaces of Emperors accited,
And to the banquets of great Kings invited :
And yet I dy'de. What profit did it breed,
That I firft taught the wanton Goats to feed,
To till, to fow and reape ; or be fam'd far
For the rude flaughters of a ten yeares war 1
Yet was I food for wormes. What's Poefie then ?
Inftable Age ends what fhe will, and when.
Xerxes. Left opulencie mould elate man high,
And make him fet his face again ft the skie,
Truft to his youth, or what his riches brings.
Behold me Xerxes t mightieft of all Kings,
And moft magnipotent, I that haue bin
Poffeft of fuch an infinite Magozin
Of gold and treafure, fo immenfe a ftore,
As neuer Perfian King enjoyd before ;
That when my pride toward Grecia 'gan to afpire,
Gave to fo many fouldiers food and hire ;
So many legions from the Orient brought,
That in the firft great battell which we fought,
Such ftore of fhafts and darts -my campe did yeeld,
As kept the Suns bright luftre from the field :
So many mips of mine the Ocean fwayd,
As made aftonifht Neptune fly, afraid,
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And hide him in his Deeps. What's plenty then ?
Or what doth Pompe or Greatnefle profit men ?
We vanifh all like fhadowes : and even thus
Dy'de (/) Crosfusl (m) Craffus, (n) Midas, (o) Priamus^
(/) Pigmalion, whom both Age and Death conflraines
To walke with Xerxes in th' Elyfian plaines.
Nero. If any aire to Tyrants breathing gives ;
If any (q) Catiline or (r) Marius lives ;
Or if there any fterne (f) Mezentius be,
Contemner of the gods : thefe looke on me,
I the bafe fmke of fin, the fhip of fhame,
Quaffer of humane bloud, Nero, the fame
Whofe murthers have been bruted over all,
From the Suns uprife, to his Weflerne fall :
Whofe gluttonies and lufts Nilus knew plaine,
And (/) Calpes, to the fartheft parts of Spaine.
To rip my mothers wombe was my defire :
Who knowes not too, I fet great Rome on fire ?
Who knowes not, that my fury did betray
The lives of Lilian and wife Seneca 1
Who knowes not, that Saint Paul and Peter tryde
My fword, by which mod of the Senat dy'de 1
But what was then my miferable fate ?
Preft by my feares, and by the peoples hate,
Scornd by each fex, abhorr'd in myne owne land, \
Contemn'd of all, I fell by myne owne hand :
Thus Nero dy'de, thus none can AGE withftand.
Sardanapal. Left foft effeminacie, luft, and abufe
Of Natures gifts might pleade the leafl excufe ;
I am that Senfuallift Sardanapal,
Who to my felfe thinking to ingrofle all
Voluptuoumefie, deckt in their womanifh futes,
I fpent my time 'mongft common Proftitutes ;
Falfe periwigs vpon my head I wore,
And being man, the fhape of woman bore.
Yet this ranke body a fmall urne containes ;
To this we muft, to this, AGE all conftraines.
Earth. Son doft thou fee how all things Age out-
weares ?
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How the Strong perifh, with the prime in yeares ?
How the Faire falls, and how the Learn'd decay ?
And how the Rich confume and fade away ?
How Tyrants dye? How death the Wanton tads?
And, to conclude, how fwift Time all things wafts ?
Man. What (Mother) (hall I do 1 If I iiue chafl,
I am not therefore fafe : or if I waft
My houres in Venus fports, I am not free :
If ever weepe, what (hall become of me ?
If ever fport, what profit can it bring ?
And though I ever mourne, or ever fmg,
All's one, for die I muft. Since Death ends all,
Let my corrupted body die and fall
To du'ft, to earth or wormes, pleafure's my flore,
Let me enioy that, I defire no more.
Earth. Thus I conclude ; Though mans life be vn-
flayd,
And as we fee, by Cuftome hourely fade,
Even as the parched leaues by Autumne change
And fall to nothing ; yet (which is moft ftrange)
Of his owne fruit he is vnmindefull ftill,
And followes what proves to himfelfe mod ill.
Annotations upon the Dialogue of
EARTH and AGE.
(a) A /T Eaning lo transformed into a Cow .by lufiter (who had
1 V JL before fluprated her] to conceale her from the jealoufie of
his wife luno : the whole flory you may read in the Dialogue
intituled lupiter and Jo : fhee lived in the yeare of the world
2200, according to Hel.
(b) The Sibils were in number ten. Perfect, Libyca, Delphica,
Eritkraa, Samia, Hdlefpontiaca, Tiburtina, Albincea, Cumcea,
Dial. 3. Annotations. 149
Cumana: of thefe you may read Varro, Gellius, Augujlin,
Suidas, and Laclantius. And of the long life of Cumana, Virgil
(f) Afcraan, fo titled from A/era a Towne in Boetia, neare
unto the mount Helicon, where the famous Poet Hefiod was borne,
from which place hee had the firname Afcraus.
(d) King Cyrus, becaufe he had a Steed whom he much
loved, drowned in the river Ganges : to be revenged therof,
caufed fo many currents to bee cut, that hee dryed the
Channell.
(e) It hath reference to the great battaile fought by Hannibal
againft the Romanes neare unto the Village Cannas, where he
flew So. thoufand in that one conflict : from thence the people of
Italy are call'd Canttenfes.
(/) Concerning the Hiftory of Phaeton, and his fitters, I referre
you to the reading of Ovid, where it is with great elegancy
defcribed. Metamorph.
(g) You may read the like of Niobe the daughter of Tantalus,
and wife to Pelops : who had fixe Sonnes, and fixe Daughters,
all which Latona the mother to Apollo and Diana, (in whom
are figured the Sunne and the Moone) caufed to be flaine, for
the pride of Niobe, who prefumed to compare with her : for
griefe whereof fliee loft her fpeech, and remained ftupid and
without motion, which gave the Poets occafion to feigne that fhe
was changed into a marble ftatue. Calvif. reporteth that fhee
lived in the yeare of the word, 2240.
(h) Euridice was the wife of Orpheus, who flying from
Ari/lficus who would have ravifhed her, was flung with a Ser-
pent, of which fhe dyed. Orpheus tooke his harpe, And went
to Hell for her, and by his excellent Mufick fo far wrought with
Pluto and Proferpine, that they fuffered him to beare her thence,
but upon condition, that he fhould not looke backe upon her till
hee had pafl the infernall fhades, and came to the upper light,
which through his over love hee breaking, fo loft her. The fable
is thus moraliz'd, Euridice fignifieth the foule of man, and Or-
pheus the body to which the foule is married. Arifarus is true
happinefle which would gladly ravifh the foule, but fhee flying
through grafly fields and medowes, is at length flung to death by
a Serpent, that is, by the blandifhments of immoderate pleafure :
fhe then defcends into Hell, which implyes dull and deepe melan-
150 Annotations. "Dial. 3.
choly, with, the trouble of a perplext confcience, where fhee is
refcued by comfortable mufick. But fo, that unleffe fhee fubmit
herfelfe to the rule of reafon, fhee fhall quickly fall againe into
the fame agony : fhee lived in the yeare 1700. according to
Natal. Comes.
(i ) Aftianax was the Sonne of Heftor and Andromache, who
after the taking of Troy, was by the Grecians precipitated from
an high tower and fo flaine.
( k ) ^Egceus was the Sonne of Neptune, and King of Athens,
in whofe raigne King Minos of Creete to revenge the death of his
Sonne Androgeus, made moft cruell warre on the Athenians,
forcing them yearely to fend feven Noblemens Sonnes into Crete,
to bee devoured by the monfter Minotaurus. Three yeares this
continued, and in the fourth the lot (amongft others) fell upon
Thefeus, the elect Sonne of the King, who being of a noble and
heroick courage, put them in great hope that he was able to kill
the monfter : At his departure his father injoyn'd him, that if
the fhip hee went in returned profperoufly he mould fet up a white
flagge in token of victory, and plucke downe the black one which
they then' bore in figne of mourning. But after when Thefeus by
the counfell of Ariadne daughter to King Minos had overcome
the monfter, and with a clew of thread efcaped the labyrinth,
fayling homewards againe with joy towards his Country, he for-
got his fathers commandement concerning the white flagge. The
old King much longing to fee the fafe returne of his fonne, ufed
every day to afcend an high promontory, which overlooked the
Sea, to take view of all fuch mips as paft that way, at length
knowing his fons fhippe, and feeing the fame fable flagge in the
top, with which they firft launched from that flioare, fuppofed
hee had beene dead, and therefore furcharged with griefe, caft
himfelfe headlong from the rocke into the Sea, which was after
cald by his name j&geum mare. He lived in the 48. yeere after
Athens was firft made a Kingdome : and in the yeare of the
world 2680. about the time that Gedeon judged Ifrael.
(1) locafle was the mother of Oedipus, who after her firft hus-
bands death marryed with him, being her owne naturall fonne,
(but not knowing fo much) by him fhee had Eteodes and Poly*
nices, who in a fingle combat flew one another, and they alfo
dyed miferably.
(m) Dedafas was the fonne of Micion borne in Athens, the
Dial. 3, Annotations. 151
mod excellent Artificer of thefe times. He made the Labyrinth
into which Minos put him, and his fonne Icarus, at length having
got feathers and wax, he made thereof artificiall wings for him-
felfe and his fonne, and fo flew from Crete into Sardinia, and
thence to Cuma, where he built a temple to Apollo, but Icarus
in the way foared fo high, that the beames of the Sunne, melted
the wax, and his wings failing him, by that difafter he fell into
the Sea, from it hath ftill retained the name of Mare Icarium,
the Icarian Sea, according to that of Ovid.
Icarus Icarijs nomina fecit aquis.
(n) Progne was the daughter to King Pandion, who becaufe
her husband Tereus King of Thrace, had raviflied her fifter
Philomela, and after cut out her tongue, fhe having notice
thereof, in a barbarous revenge, at a feafl dedicated to Bacchus :
flew her fon Itis, and after dreft his limbs, and ferved them up to
her husbands table, &c. She lived about the yeare of the world
2510. according to Helv.
(o) Autonog, was the daughter of Cadmus and Hermionc, who
much lamented the death of Afieon.
(p) Antigone, was danghter to Oedipus King of Thebes, who
when her blind father was baniflied, tooke upon her to leade
him, and afterwards being at the buriall of her two brothers
Eteodes and Polynices with Argia, was flaine by the command of
King Creon, whofe murder Thefeus foone after revenged.
(q) Colojfce vel Colcffis, was a towne of Phrygia, neare unto
Laodicea, which was demolifht by an earth-quake in the time
of Nero.
(r) Memphis was built by King Ogdous, and tooke name of
his daughter (fo called) it is a great and fpacious City in Egypt,
famous for the Pyramides and (lately fepulchers of Kings there
fet up : it is at this day called Alcayrum, or Grand-Cayre.
(f ) Afaufolus, was King of Caria, to whofe memory his wife
Artimefta reared a mofl fumptuous Tombe which was reckoned
one of the feven wonders of the world, this Monument was
reared in the year of the world 3590.
(t) It hath reference to the flately Temple of Diana in the
City of Ephefus : which was afterwards malicioufly burnt downe
by H ' rojlratus.
(v) Tarpeian alludeth to Tarpeia, a Veftall virgin in Rome,
who covenanting with the Sabines their enemies, to betray the
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Capitoll, for the bracelets they wore on their left armes, when
they entred the City, and fhe flood ready to receive that which
fhe had contracted for, in ftead of their bracelets, they caft their
Targets upon her, by which fhe was fmothered and prefled
to death : this happened in the yeare of the world 3205.
The Tarpeian Mount was fo called becaufe fhe was there
buried, and lupiter was firnamed Tarpeius, becaufe there wor-
fhipped.
(w) By Getick weapons are meant thefe which the Getse ufed,
a people ot Scythia in Europe, j&lius Spartan. From them de-
rives the Nation of the Goths, who after conquered Italy and
Rome.
(x) By Minerva's Altar, is intended that which flood in the
Temple of Pallas within the City of Troy, where Achilles at his
marriage to Polyxena daughter to King Priam and Hecuba was
flaine by Paris.
(y) They were called Garamentes of Garamus, a King of Ly-
bia, who built a City there, which he called after his owne
name : their Country lyeth along by the banke of Numidia, in
a tract of ground from the Atlanticke Ocean, by the river
Nilus. They were held in old time to be the fartheft people
Southward.
(z) The Sauromat's are a Septentrionall Nation which fome
Authors, as Ortelius and Scaliger held to be the inhabitants of
Huffia and Tartaria.
(a) Helena was in her Nonage firft rap't by Thefeus before her
mariage to Menelaus King of Sparta, and after by Paris ravifht,
and carried to Troy.
(b) Atrides, were the two brothers, Agamemnon and Menelau$>
fo called from their father Atreus.
(c) Alcinous was King of the Phceacians, and lived in Corcyra,
who much delighted in Orchards and Gardens.
(d) The Swans are cald Caiftrian birds, from the river Caifler,
where they are faid to breed in great number.
(e) Penelope, the wife of VlyJJes, famous for her beauty and
conflancy.
(f ) Dido was otherwife called Elifa, the daughter of Belus
King of Tyre, and efpoufed to Sychaus, one of Hercules Priefls,
whom her brother Pigmalion flue for his wealth, fhe after built
Dial. 3. Annotations. 153
the famous Citty Carthage, and in the end (as Virgil relates)
kild herfelfe for the love of sEneas.
(g) Leucades two beautifull fifters, rapt by the two famous
brothers Cajlor and Pollux, the fonnes of Lada tho mother of
Helen, who was compreft by Jupiter.
(h) Cafe, for his aufterity cald Cenforius.
(i) Hippolitus, the fonne of Thefeus and Hyppolita the Ama-
zon, who when his father was abroad, his ftep-mother Phadra
follicited him to inceftuous love, which he refufing, fhe accufed
him to his father that he would have forced her, but when hee
perceived him to give credit to her falfe information, he tooke
his Chariot and horfes to flie his fury, but by the way his fteeds
being frighted with Sea-calves, ran with him to the mountaines,
and dafhed the Coach in pieces, and him allo, he lived in the
yeare of the world, 2743.
(k) The Driade 1 -, were Nymphae, or Sylvarum De<z, that is
Wood-fayries or Druides.
(1) Crcefus, a rich King of Lydia.
(m) Craffus furnamed Marcus, the richeft man amongft the
Romanes, who held no man worthy to cald rich, who could not
within his yearely revenue maintaine an Army : hee was ex-
tremely covetous, and managed warre againft the Parthians, by
whom, both hee and thirty thoufand Romanes were flaine, and
becaufe the barbarous enemy conjectured that hee made an
affault upon them for their gold : therefore they melted a great
quantity, and powred it into his dead body, to fate him with
that, with which in his life time, hee could never be fatisfied.
He lived in the yeare of Romes foundation 693, and before the
Incarnation 57.
(n) Midas, a rich King of Phrygia who asked of Bacchus whom
he feafted, that whatfoever he touched might be turned into gold,
&c. He lived in the yeare of the world 2648, about the time
that Debora judged Ifrael.
(o) Priam King of Troy potent in wealth and flrength,
but after flaine, and his Citty utterly fubverted by the
Grecians.
(p) Pigmalion, an avaritious King (before fpoken of) brother
to Queene Dido.
(q) Catiline, a feditious Confpiratour of Rome whofe plots
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were brought to light by Marc. Cicero then Confull of Rome
with Antonius.
(r) Marius, one that was feven times Confull of Rome, and
after much peftered the Citty, by the divifion betwixt him and
Sylla : He lived the yeare before the Incarnation, 65.
(f ) Mezentius, was King of the Tyrenians, remembred by
Virgil in his ^Eneids, to be a great contemn er of the gods.
(t) Calpe^ is one of the hills in Spaine, called Hercules
Pillars.
Dial. 4.
155
The Argument of the Dialogue intitu-
led M ISANTHROPOS, Or
the Man-Hater.
THis Dialogue of Riches doth entreat ;
Of their true ufe : how they with lucre great
Are long acquired, and how foone loft. The caufc
Of this Difcourfe is grounded from th* applaufe
Timonyfr/? had in Athens, where hefway'd,
For his wealths fake, being honored and obay'd.
Who after a moft riotous expence,
Having confunid his ftate, and growne to fence
Of Povertie\ fuch as he raised he tries,
But findes them now his p erf on to defpife.
He feeing how bafe avarice did blinde
The world that time, in hate of all Mankinde,
So devious from Vertue, did propofe
A new name to himfelfe, MISANTHROPOS;
Which gives this Tr aflat name. Tti Authors intent
Being tojhew, how proud and infolent
Riches make men : and have it underftood,
Ifow they purfue the Bad, but fly the Good.
Rtade and obferve, this Dialogue affords
Much excellent matter ; coucht up in few words.
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The DIALOGVE.
Timon. /^V lupiter, loving and fociable,
\_J That art domeflicall and hofpitable,
The lightning-blafter, Oath and lury-fhaker,
Cloud-gathering god, and the great Thunder-maker :
Or if thou any other fyr-name haft,
Such as by th' antient Poets in times pafl
Hath to thy deitie been madly given,
To patch their halting Verfe, and make 't run even,
(For thee a thoufand nick-names are purfuing,
To helpe their Lines, and keep their Rymes from
ruin)
Where's now thy all -fear' d lightning, breeding won-
der?
Where's thyne high flreperous and loud voic'd
thunder 1
Thy radiant and bright burning bolts (once dreaded)
What, are thy late keen pointed darts unheaded ?
All thefe, fmce thou with-heldfl thy terrible ftroke,
Appeare vaine trifles, and Poeticke fmoke,
And of thy great power nothing elfe proclaimes,
Save meere verbofitie, and noife of Names.
For thefe thy Poetifed tooles for war,
Which being drawne, both reacht and wounded far ;
I know not by what means, but now at length,
Blunt is their chaftning edge, and loft their ftrength ;
So cold and frozen they about thee lie,
That of thy wrath no fparke we can efpie
Kindled againft the Nocent. Thefe perjurers
(lefting at fufferance) make themfelves affurers
Of their owne fafety : being no more afraid
Of thy unquenchable lightning, than difmaid
At common fire extinguifht : it fhewes like
To them, as if thou fhouldft fome Tition ftrike,
And they looke on ; dreading no more thine ire,
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Than his whofe flrugling breathes forth ^Etna's fire :
Prefuming no more wound belongs vnto 't,
Than only to be fmudg'd and grim'd with foot.
From hence it comes, that (a) Salmoneus dare
With thee in thy loud thunders to compare :
Nor ftrange ; he a man that bold and daring is,
And thou a god fo fufferant and remiffe :
What could he lefle do than fuch revels keepe ;
Since thou hall drunke (b) Mandra^ora, to fleepe
And fnort away thy time ? even flill forbearing
Such as blafpheme and neuer ceafe forfwearing.
Befides, like one that fuch mifdoers tenders,
Not plaguing them, thou plumpft up great offenders.
Some hold thee blinde, and cannot fee what's done ;
Some, eafie to be foold : like rumors runne,
That thou art deafe on both fides : others hold,
Thou art decrepit, and of late growne old.
When ihou waft in thy former youth and prime,
Thou didft not floathfully mif-fpend thy time ;
Then thou hadft fpleen, and vnto wrath waft prone,
Vengeance and iuft infliction grac'd thy throne,
And waft indeed fuch an all-dreaded god,
No malefactor could efcape thy rod :
Thou heldft with fuch no covenant, but thy darts
Were ftill in action to amafe their hearts ;
Thy invulnerable arme advancing hye,
Whilft through the earth thy flaihing lightnings flye,
Drawne from thy quiver, where they late did fticke,
Shot as from warring Archers, fwift and thicke.
Befides thefe, fearefull earthquakes, which were
many,
Such as her reverend bred tare vp and cranny
Mountaines of fnow by drifts made, haile in fuch
Aboundance, that of late we fee none fuch :
Impetuous fliowres of raine made torrents rife,
And riuers o're their banks to tyrannife.
It hath been faid, In good (c) Deucalions age
Such fudden inundations 'gan to rage,
That all mankinde being drowiid in one account,
158 The Man-hater. Dial. 4.
Scarfe was one skyffe fav'd on (d) Licoris Mount ;
In that, Humanities fmall feeds referving :
From whence a generation leffe deferving,
And much more impious grew : they imitating
What's bad, and worfe and worfe flil propagating.
Nor is there caufe thou fhouldft with them be
wroth,
Receiving but the guerdon of thy floath.
Who now vnto thy Altars offerings bring 1 ?
Or to thy dreadfull name loud Poems fing ?
Thou now haft neither facrifice nor praife,
Nor is thy ruinous Temple hung with Bayes ;
Vnleffe by chance fome by Olympus paffe,
And call to minde that fuch a god once was,
(And rather too for fafhion fake, than feare)
Perhaps fome thrifty Offering may leaue there :
Like Saturne they would deale with thee (I tell thee)
And (as thou him) fo from thy throne expell thee.
I here omit, whilfl thou haft elfewhere trifled,
How often thy great Temple hath been rifled,
Ranfackt and fpoild, whilfl thou the loud tongu'd
Crier
(O'regrowne with floath, as if thou didfl defire
Thine owne vndoing) not once wake nor call
The dogs there kenel'd, make them barke and ball,
Nor raife the drowfie neighbours, fleeping fafl,
To prefent refcue, till the theeues were pafl ;
But thou the generous Gyant tamer, who
Dofl boafl in the great Gyants overthrow,
Didfl like a fot fit neither grac't nor fear'd,
Whilfl from thy chin they fhav'd away thy beard :
Yet thou even at that inftant wert fo flrong,
To hold a dart that was ten cubits long.
O thou fo famous, what wilt thou endure
In th' end, if flill thou wilt be thus fecure ?
Or at what time wilt thou extirp the feeds
(By thy jufl vengeance) of thofe groffe mifdeeds ?
How many bold af pi ring Phaetons, or
Deucaliom canfl thou finde 1 Hie expiat for
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This inexhaufled wickedneffe dill flowing
From corrupt mankinde, and thou all this knowing.
Impertinent things I will fubmit to Fate,
And pafle in filence : only now relate
Myne owne particular wrongs. How many great
And mighty of th' Athenians, to the feat
Of knowne fublimitie hath Timon rais'd,
Creating them from beggars ? whilft they prais'd
And magnify'd my bountie. Vnto all
I fpred my open hand and liberall ;
In which mod men (before me) I exceeded,
As generally fupplying fuch as needed,
My riches 'mongft my friends parted and given,
Till I my felfe to penurie was driven.
Then fuddenly a dranger I was growne,
And to my mod familiar friends not known :
Thofe (when I pad them) that would croutch and
bend,
In adoration : thofe that did depend
Vpon my grace, my prefence cannot brooke,
Nor on my wants fo much as daigne a looke.
If (as fometimes) I chance to crofle the dreet,
And any one of thefe my Creatures meet.
" As of fome datue, by long time decaid,
" They fhun my lhadow, of my fall afraid.
And others likewife that from far efpy me,
Into fome by-lane skrew themielves, fo fly me,
Make me an ominous fpeclacle of Fate,
As if malevolent and vnfortunate :
Who in my better daies was their Director,
Styl'd by themfelves, their Father and Protector,
Thefe mifchiefes growing, to be made fo vile,
My owne deep counfels I 'gan reconcile,
Snatcht vp this mattocke, chus'd a field out, where
The Earths faire bred I am forc'd to wound and
teare ?
And thus my time in labor weare away,
Being hyr'd for fome foure halfe pence by the day.
Thus with my fpade in folitude here I
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Reade to my felfe myne ovvne Philofophy.
The profit reapt hence is, to be remoat,
And live out of the fight of fuch as doat
On fmoky vanities, thofe that inherit
Plenty of all things, and yet nothing merit ;
And that doth moft torment me. Now at length,
Saturn (i) and Rheas off-fpring mew thy ftrength ;
Thy profound fleepe make off, for thou indeed
In floath doll (e) Epimenides exceed.
Hand once againe thy Trifulk, and retire
To Oeta, and there kindle 't with new fire :
Being full of flames, when they moft hotly glow,
Part of that vengefull indignation mow
Which to thyne high Tribunal did belong,
When thou wert lupiter the yong and flrong :
Elfe Hill to thofe reproches fubject be,
The Cretans cad vpon thy Tombe and thee.
lupiter. What is he, fo vociferoufly exclaimes,
O Mercury ', and Vs fo often names ?
His tedious clamors in myne eares found fhrill
(Neere vnto Athens) from Himettus hill,
luft at the mountaines foot, deject and fad,
Pale, meager, lame, and in a goats skin clad 1
It feemes to me that delving is his trade,
His eies cafl downe, he leanes vpon his fpade :
'Tis a bold fpeaking fellow, confident too
In what he faith. After this fort to doo
Philofophers were wont, and they alone,
And 'tis a wonder but this fellow's one,
That dares againft our deitie devife
Such impious and vnheard of blafphemies.
Mercury. Do you not know him (Father) thus for-
lorne,
Son to Echicratides, in Collite borne ;
Timon his name, with whom we both haue guefled,
And in our annuall Sacreds often feafled :
He on the fudden with fuch plenty fill'd,
(i) lupiter.
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Who at the altars of the gods hath kild
Whole Hecatombs, and in his height of wealth
Hath quaft vnto vs many a gratefull health.
lupiter. Whence comes this fudden change ? But
is this he
The honell rich man that was knowne fo free,
Whom Athens with her loud encomiums grac'd,
And fuch a multitude of friends embrac'd ?
How happens it he is fo poorely arrayd,
So miferably dejected and difmaid ?
I gueffe him by the fpade on which he leanes,
Some painfull labourer that works for meanes.
Merc. You fee how his humanitie hath chang'd
him,
And freeneffe, from his dearefl friends eflrang'd him :
His mercy vnto others, being fo kinde,
And then amongfl fo many not to finde
One gratefull, hath difl.racl.ion in him bred,
Still to be living, but to them thought dead.
Confidering next how he is fcorn'd, derided,
And his revenue and eftate divided,
Not amongfl Crowes and Wolves, but worfer far,
Ravenous and tearing vultures, who flill are
Gnawing vpon his liver ; thofe whom he
His friends and befl familiars thought to be.
For they who now in his aboundance fwim,
Were more delighted in his feafls than him :
Nay, thofe who at his table did applaud him ;
When even unto the bare bones they had gnawd
him,
They fuckt his very marrow, and then fled ;
So to the world gaue him both lofl and dead :
Being fo far, from miferie to free him,
They would not feeme to know him when they fee
him.
Thefe brought him to this bafe defpifed trade,
And hurld him from the Scepter to the Spade ;
Turn'd him out of his purple, here to fweat
And hardly earne his meat before he eat :
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For which hee's fo poffeft with mortall fpleen
Againft mankinde that fo ingrate hath been ;
-Since whom his bounty rais'd and brought to fame,
Scarfe now remember Timon had a name.
lupiter. Yet one (beleeve me) not to be rejected,
But for his former pietie refpecled.
Nor blame I him his anger to be fuch,
By men ingratefull to endure fo much.
This zealous and good man not to redeeme,
To favor his afflictions we might feeme :
But we much pitty him, who to rnaintaine
Our adoration, hath before us ilaine
So many Goats and Bulls, and thofe the bell
That his flocks yeelded ; fo that I protefl,
I did approve them for my fervice meet,
Whofe favor in my noflhrils ftill fmells fweet.
As for the boldneffe of that infinite Crew
Of bafe perjurers, who forfware what's true ;
As likewife thofe in felfe-conceit fo flrong,
They make no confcience of what's right or wrong ;
Such as infult by rapine and rude force,
Oppreffing without mercie or remorfe,
The Sacrilegious too, fuch as forbeare
Their publique robberies, not through love but feare
So many th'are in number, (though I ftrive)
At their mifdeeds I no way can connive.
I cafl myne eye of late on Athens, where
So many ftrange Duels and fencings were,
Such Prds and Contra' s, quarrels in the fchooles,
Like mad men railing, forne ; others like fooles
Gybing : in vprore all, mrill acclamations
Of fcolding Difputants ; fuch vociferations,
And thofe fo loudly thundred in myne eare,
The fuppliants plaints I could by no means heare.
Therefore with ftopt eares I muft filent fit,
Or with their confus'd noife be tortur'd yet
There's a new toy imagin'd by thefe Nodies,
Of things effentiall, and yet wanting bodies ;
Meere fantafies, which they with might and maine
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(Though nothing) to have being would maintaine :
Which is the caufe I have been fo vnkinde,
As this well meaning man not once to minde.
It now remaines his goodneffe to requite :
Hye therefore Mercury, Plutus accite,
With all fpeed poflible command him hither,
And bring with you a magozin togither
Of new coin'd gold, more than the man can tell.
He with his treafure mall with Timon dwell.
Nor mail they eafily be remov'd from thence,
Though by his bounty and too large expence,
He would expell them from him. For thofe Chat-
terers,
Parrots and Pyes, with other oily flatterers
And Parafits that have ingratefull bin,
I now will ftudy to chaflife their fin,
So foone as I my vengefull darts have vievvd,
And my three-forked thunder ftone renew'd :
Some of the raies are broke, others rebated,
Which with all fpeed I muft have inflaurated :
The points are dull'd, fince I infenced was
Againft the Sophift Anaxagoras,
Who to his Schollers openly profefl,
The gods or were not, or were naught at lead :
But I through error rnift, Pericles beftrid him,
And with his body from my vengeance hid him.
The bolt averted light upon the phane
Where the two brothers deify'de remain e,
( Co/lor and Pollux) burnt it to the ground.
And not one flone was left about it found.
But what a punifhment will this appeare
Vnto thofe envious wretches, when they heare,
Timon, in whofe opprefiion they agreed,
Shall them in wealth and potencie exceed.
Mercury. O but much more availes it for a man
To ftretch his throat with all the power he can,
To be obflreperous and heard from far ;
I do not meane the balling at the Bar,
Loud railing for fat fees, and gaine of gold ;
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But thofe like Timon, clamorous and bold,
Who in his Orifons hath been fo ftirill,
To make great love attentive 'gainfl his will :
Who had he (fmothering griefe) fate ftill and mute,
Might have long labor'd in a thred-bare fute.
Plutus. To him, oh lupiter, I will not go.
lupiter* Tell me, oh excellent Plutus, wherefore
fo?
Efpecially when thou by us art fent.
Plutus. Becaufe I have a fearefull prefident :
Me he with many injuries afflicted,
When I was wholly to his love adicled,
He fhooke me off, as one that did deride me,
And into mamocks and fmall bits divide me,
Even cut me into pieces : would not fell me,
But being his domeflicke friend expell me
With forks and prongs, as one infenc'd with ire,
Or calling from his hand hot coles of fire.
And mail I once again enter his dores,
To be confum'd on Sycophants and whores,
Flatterers and fuch ? Send me, oh love, I entreat,
To fome that vnderfland a gift fo great,
Him that to incorporat and hug me ftrives,
Or fuch as prize me dearer than their lives.
This ftupid fellow hath a covenant made
With Povertie, preferring a poore trade :
A mattocke and a skin-coat from her tooke,
Before my golden and all-tempting looke :
Who now with foure fmall halfe-pence can make mi ft,
And yet hath given ten talents at a gift.
lupiter. But Timon no fuch thing hereafter dares
Againfl thy perfon : rather he prepares
To honour thee, as one whom Toile and paine
Hath reconcil'd, to welcome thee againe ;
His intrals with long faft and hunger clung,
Hath with his minde now likewife chang'd his tongue.
But thou art too complaintive, who accufes
Firfl Timon to me for his late abufes,
Becaufe he with his gates fet open wide,
Dial. 4.
The Man hater.
Gave thee free-leaue, there or elfewhere t' abide ;
Not keeping thee in obfcure prifon fad,
(As being jealous of thee) where thou haft
Thy liberty. Againe, thou art inrag'd
Againft thofe Cormorants that haue incag'd
And (hut thee up ; complaining, Beneath locks,
Keyes, bolts, and feales th'art kept as in the flocks.
From whence thou canfl not move, from light ex
cluded,
Living in dungeons and darke holes contruded :
Of fuch thou haft complaind to me, and wept,
To be fo long, fo clofe in darknefle kept ;
Looking withall fo meager, pale, and wan,
Oppreft with care as hadft thou been a man,
Starv'd and fhrunke vp, thy finues drawne together,
Thy fingers clutcht and lam'd ; I know not whether
Hoording vp gold this Apoplex compelling,
Or numnefle, made by thy afiiduat telling ;
Willing to ftay with them by no perfuafion,
But apt to leave them on the leaft occafion.
And what above thought makes thee ill befted,
Is, in an iron or a brafen bed
(As thou haft heard of Danae) to be laid,
As there for ever to be kept a maid,
By impious overfeers fchoold and taught,
Who fave in gaine and ufurie know nought.
Their grofle abfurdities I haue heard thee note,
Who on thy perfon aboue reafon dote ;
And being in their power, dare not employ them,
Or lying proftrat to their luft, enjoy them :
They all the while ftric~l vigilancie keeping,
With gard vpon the place where thou art lleeping,
Eying the bolts and bars, and winking never,
As in great hope thou wilt fupply them ever,
And haue much profit from thee. Not that they
Mean to make bleft vfe of thee though they may,
But only keep thee in fuch ftric"l tuition,
Becaufe none elfe of thee mould have fruition,
luft like a dog that in the manger lies,
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Who though himfelfe the provender defpife,
As to his pallat a diftaftefull meat,
Yet will not fuffer the poore horfe to eate.
I likewife have obferv'd thee laugh at thofe,
Who' though they have thee at their free difpofe,
Moft gripple are in fparing. In a word,
Thou holdfl it moft ridiculous and abfurd,
That fuch, (mean time) mould flarue themfelves, not
knowing
To whom (their floure being wither'd) thou art
growing :
To what Executor, Servant, or Page,
Steward or Pedagogue, who their fpent age
Haue not beftow'd on thee, but on thy coine,
To feife by force, or elfe by ftealth purloine ;
And then for his fafe hoording and clofe hiding,
The wretched Mailer (new deceaft) deriding,
Who did fo charily in his life time locke it,
And with a fnuffe halfe burnt within the fockit,
Or dry rum light, keepe wakefull his faint eies
Vpon his (now) all-forfeit vfuries.
Is it not therefore, Plutus, ill in thee,
That haft of thefe fo oft complain'd to me ;
Thy fickle thoughts fo fuddenly to vary,
And blame in Timon the clean contrary ?
Plutus. Yet if my caufe to cenfure be refer'd,
Jove mail confeffe that I haue no way err'd :
Nor is there reafon why I mould difpenfe
With Timons lightneffe, rather negligence,
In (lead of ftudy, care, and that good-will,
Refpedl, and love, that mould attend me dill.
Nor of the adverfe part do I approve,
Thofe that embrace me with an over-love,
Imprifoning and obtruding me fo clofe,
To make me every day more huge and groffe ;
Franking me up, to fat me, with intent
I may appeare to them more corpulent ;
Yet they themfelves, nor vfe me in my neatneffe^
Nor mew me vnto others in my greatneffe.
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167
All fuch I contumelious hold and mad,
Who notwithftanding all good from me had,
Put me in (hackles, where I ftarving ly,
Opprefl with hunger, and with thirft flill dry :
Not underflanding they mud fhortly leave me
To fuch as (land wide gaping to receive me.
Nor do I of thofe Prodigals allow,
Apt to part with me, and not caring how :
Such only I approve amongfl the reft,
Who hold a mediocritie the bed ;
That neither vow to keep an abfolute fad,
Or hauing plenty, are inclin'd to waft.
Confider this, oh Jove, Say that a man
Finde for his choice the faireft Maid he can,
To make his Bride ; and when the Nuptiall night
Invites them both to reft, he fets her light,
Neither obferves her, nor is tender o're her,
But fets his dores and gates broad wide before her,
To gad and wander at her pleafure, trufts
Her night and day to proftrate where (he lufts :
The man that gives fuch libertie to vice,
What doth he (not preventing) but intice
To lewdneffe ? as inviting folke to prove her :
Can fuch an one be faid truly to love her?
Againe, If any (hall a Faire one wive,
And bring her to his houfe ; when he mould drive
To play the husband, and to procreate
Children as hopefull as legitimate :
Even then of all due Mariage-fweets mould grutch
her,
Nor in her flourifhing prime of beauty touch her ;
Vnwilling from a loathfome Gaole to free her,
Where nor himfelfe nor any elfe may fee her.
But thus fecluded, barren, and depriv'd,
Shall keepe her dill a virgin, though long liv'd :
And then, That all this was for love pretend,
Preferring her thus old and neere her end,
With an exhauded body, colour pale,
Deep wrinkled cheeks, and funk-in eies that faile ;
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Would you not thinke that man quite from his
fences,
Who when by lawfull and moft juft pretences
He might have hopefull Iffue, and poffeffe
A goodly fweet yong woman, and no leffe
Amorous, yet furTers her in care and anguifh,
Sadly like one of Ceres Priefts to languifh ?
Thus us'd and I abus'd, am fometimes torne,
Rifled and pluckt in pieces, and in fcorne
Baffled and kickt : by others kept alive,
Imprifon'd like fome branded fugitive.
lupiter. Why fretft thou againfl thofe made to
endure
Strange punimments for finnes blacke and impure ?
Or wherefore art thou at fuch flaves aftonifht,
Who in themfelves feeft their owne vices punifht :
The one like (h) Tantalus, in fight of meat,
And alwaies gaping, but forbid to eat :
.With fuch dry chaps they gape vpon their gold,
Not witti that fated which they flill behold.
The other, though they have it in their pawes,
Ready to glut themfelves : irom their ttarv'd jawes
'The Harpies fnatch it, as from (g) Phineus, fpoiling
Thofe dainties for which he fo long was toiling.
Go thou from Vs to Timon without feare,
To whom (no doubt) thou wilt be henceforth dear.
Plutus. But thinke you that at length he will for-
beare
To poure me into leaking veffels, where
Though with great labor you maintaine it flill,
The liquor runs out fatter than you fill ;
Sooner exhaufting me, to draw me dry,
Than I my felfe can with my felfe fupply :
He fearing when I (hall with plenty crowne him,
I haue but meerly laid a plot to drowne him.
I (hall be as in (i) Danaus daughters tunnes,
No fooner ought pour'd in, but out it runnes j
So many holes being in the bottom drild, ,
That it draines fatter than it can be fild.
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lupiter. But though the liquor through the veflel
breaks,
And that he hath no will to flop thefe leaks,
But by perpetuall dropping and effufion,
All mufl of force be wafted in conclufion :
Yet 'mongft the lees and dregs no doubt heel finde
His leathern belt and fpade ftill left behinde.
Go you mean time and fee the man poffeft
Of treafure in aboundance, and the bed.
That done, oh Hermes, call at ^Etna, where
The (k) Cyclops are at worke, and (doft thou heare ?)
Bid them repaire to me at my firfl fending,
For tell them that my three tynd bolt wants mending,
Both edge and point is dull'd, and in my fpleene
I now muft have it fharpen'd and made keene.
Merc. Plutus let's walke. But flay (thou of fuch
fame)
Tell me how on the fudden cam'ft thou lame 1
What, and blinde too ?
Plutus. Thefe imperfections lye
Not alwaies, Hermes, in my foot or eye ;
Only at fome fet times. For being fent
By love, I am thus lame incontinent,
I know not by what means compeld vntoo't,
But inflantly I halt on either foot,
And ere the place before me reach I can,
I am grown e a lame decrepit weake old man.
But if I be to part from fuch, I fly
Swifter than birds make way beneath the sky ;
No bars can flop me, furlongs are no more
To me, than narrow ftrides, I ftrip before
The windes fwift wings, and can deceiue the eye
With my unparaleld velocitie :
Nay even the publique Criers have agreed
To crowne me Victor for my pace and fpeed.
Merc. I now perceive thou Plutus idlely prateft,
Since all things are not true that thou relateft :
How many have I knowne but yefterday
Ready to hang themfelues, that could not pay
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One fmgle halfpenny downe vpon the naile,
To buy an halter with : yet now they faile
In gold and purple ; fome in Chariots ride,
That had not late a poore Affe to beftride,
Wealth flowing on them in fo fwift a flreame,
That they themfelves haue thought it but a dreame.
Plutus. A thing quite contrarie it is, I vow,
Of which, oh Mercuric, thou twitfl me now :
For know, I walke not on myne owne legs when
I am fent by love to honefl and good men.
But if god (/) Dis mail once command, I run,
For his beheft is in an inftant don.
He of the great gift-Giuer beares the namCj
His Magozin 's in hell, whence gold firft came :
And therefore when I fhift from man to man,
With all the induftry and care they can,
They take me, wrapt and fwath'd in Bonds and Bills,
Where one conveyance a whole fheep-skin fills :
So, fign'd and feald, me in fome box they fmother,
And toffe me 'twixt one party and another.
The owner dead, left in fome obfcure place,
Where Dogs and Cats may piffe upon his face.
Thofe that have hope to enjoy me are foon found
I'th Courts, and thofe hot fented as the hound.
Yawning like to the Swallowes infant brood,
When the dam fluttering to their nefl brings food.
Now when the feale 's difcover'd on the Will,
And the firing cut that bound the rowle vp, Hill
They gape to fee the parchment op't and read,
To know th' Executor to the late Dead.
Then inftantly a new heire is proclaim' d,
And either, there, fome greafie kinfman nam'd,
Some Sycophant or fawning Parafite,
Or elfe perhaps a debofht Catamite.
He with a new fhav'd chin, being of this treafure
Poffefl, then fludies noveltie and pleafure,
With all rarieties at the height rated.
Which the dead hoorder in his life time hated.
He mud be then a gentleman at lead,
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And with his wealth his Title (needs) encreafl,
With change of name : for he that was before .
Knowne by the name of (/) Pyrrhias, Drono, or
Tibias \ although the man be dill the fame,
Mufl either Mc^abyzus have to name,
Megacles or 'Protarchus : his minde fwelling
With vaine oflent to gaine a ftile excelling.
Even thofe that did not yawne with deepe infpeclion
(Though at the firft in like ftate and election)
Into thefe hidden Mines ; now all dif-jointed,
When they behold each other difappointed,
Although they truly mourn e, feen but to fret,
To fee the fmall fifh Tuny fcape the net ;
Who as he living did but little eat,
So being dead could not afford much meat.
Now he that groveling falls vpon this Mafle,
(Some fat fed Budget, or dull witted Afle,
Who of no good parts or clean life hath bin)
Enters upon it with an unwafht skin :
None treads fo foftly by him, but he feares,
And like a curre then ftarts up with prickt eares,
His fellow footmen he defpifeth now,
To th' Temple and the Horfe-mill doth allow
An adoration equall. Who to difpence
Is able now with his great infolence ?
Infufferable he growes, the Good defpifmg,
And o're his Like and equals tyrannifing ;
Vaunting in mighty things, till Lull, incited
With fome faire whore, or otherwife delighted
In keeping Dogs and Horfes, or by hearing
His trencher-Flies about his table jearing,
And whifpering to him, He is growne more faire
Than the Greeke (ri) Nereus, Homer made fo rare :
The mifchiefe 's, he beleeves it ; their verbofitie
Perfuading him, That in true generofitie
(o) Cecrops and Codrus come behinde him. One
Tells him, Vlifjes unto him alone
Submits in wifdome, and perfuades the Bead
To be more rich than Crcefus was, at lea ft
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By fixteen fold : exhaufting by this meane,
And in one breath of time confuming clean
What was by piecemeale gather'd, and did rife
From bafe extortions, thefts, and perjuries.
Merc. Thefe are no queflion true : but when thou
go'ft
On thine owne feete (being blinde) fay how thou
know'ft
The way thou art to take ? how canfl thou finde
Such men as are of good and honeft minde ?
To whom (as now) my father oft times fends thee,
And in his care and providence commends thee.
Plutus. Thinkft thou I finde thofe I am fent unto ?
Merc. By love not I : if fo, how didft thou do,
When lately being to Art/tides fent,
Thou to Hipponicus and Callius went,
And other Safe Athenians, fcarce worth thought,
Or a poore fingle halfpenny, to be bought 1
What is the courfe thou tak'ft upon the way ?
Plutus. Now high, now low, in each blinde path I
flray,
Till unawares upon fome one I fall,
And be he what he will, that man gets all :
He that is next me, and can firft catch hold,
To faften on me, having feis'd my gold,
Secludes me to fome obfcure place, poffeffmg
What he long wifht, then openly confeffing,
In prayers and vowes, he is to Hermes bound,
By whofe affiftance this great fortune 's found.
Merc. Is love deceiv'd, prefuming that thou go'ft
To inrich iuch as he affec~leth moft,
And thinks them worthy of his largeffe ?
Plutus. Right,
O Mer curie, and juftly too, my fight
Being defective, and at fuch times blinde ;
And fending me to feeke that, which to finde
So difficult is, and fcarcely hath a Being,
Is that a taske with my dim fight agreeing 1
In which had quick eyd Argus in my fled
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Been his inquifitor, he fcarce had fped :
The path fo narrow and obfcure, befide,
It being fo rare to fee a good man guide
A Cities weale \ for thofe corrupt flill fway,
And thofe in numbers flocking in my way :
I groping, can I poflibly efchew
To avoid the many, and felecl the few ?
The wicked alwaies yawning after gaines,
(The others not) how can I fcape their traines ?
Merc. I but how comes it, when th' art to forfake
Thefe wretches, thou fuch voluble fpeed dofl make 1
And without rub or the leaft Rumbling, when
Thou canfl not fee the path before thee ?
Plutus. Then
Both eies and feet aflift, and then alone,
When Time invites and calls me to be gone.
Merc. Another thing refolue me : Tell me how
It comes to palTe (oh god of Wealth) that thou
Firfl being blinde, next, of a pale complexion,
Lad, crippled in thy feet, canfl gaine th' affection
Of fo many great friends and lovers, fuch
As thinke they cannot gaze on thee too much ?
Nor can imagin they are truly bled
Before of thee undoubtedly pofTeft?
Againe, If he that after thee enquires,
Chance to be fruftrat in his hot defires ;
For fuch I haue knowne many, and lome noted,
That fo debafhtly on thy perfon doted,
That at their courting, if thou feem'dft but coy,
Have ready been their owne lives to deftroy :
Who when they faw they Plutus could not pleafe,
Themfelves from hye rocks caft into the feas.
And yet I know, and thou mud needs confefle,
(View but thy felfe as I do) thou wilt guefle,
If not conclude, it is not love, but madnefle
takes them defpaire in doating on thy badnefie.
Plutus. But thinkft thou, Mercuric, I to them ap-
peare
In the fame forme as thou beholdft me here,
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Or lame or blinde, with fuch defects about me ?
Merc. O by no means, for I mould then mifdoubt
me
That they were blind as thou art.
Plutus. But not quite,
Mercury, like me depriv'd of fight :
And yet there falls on them, as by fome chance,
A kinde of error or blinde ignorance,
Which occupies them all, over their eies
Calling a fhadowie filme, which doth difguife
My deform' d parts ; fo I appeare to them
In golden habit, flucke with many a gem :
In pidhir'd veflure I feem, paffing by,
And thoufand colours, to deceive the eye.
Thefe fooles imagining, what I prefent,
To be my fole and native ornament :
And therefore being enamor'd on my forme,
If not enioy me, then they rage and ftorme.
But mould I be before them naked laid,
And my mif-lhapen ouglineffe difplaid,
No doubt they would condemne themfelves, pur-
fuing
A feeming good, which leades them to their ruin :
Th' are only apt themfelves to reconcile
To things in their owne nature bafe and vile.
Merc. But when it comes vnto fuch paffe that
they
4ire filld with wealth, and fupply'd every way ;
When they have hedg'd, nay walld their riches in,
Some notwithftanding looke fo bare and thin,
Withall fo gripple, you may fooner teare
Head from the body, than impart what's there ]
Befides, it is not probable, but fugh
As haue with greedy eies perus'd thee much,
Mull needly know, (howe're they proudly boaft,
Thy outfide tin-foild, or but guilt at moft ?
Plut. Thefe my defaults (with others) to fupply,
1 have many ready helps, oh Mercury.
Merc. Name them I prethee.
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Flut. They no fooner fatten
With greedinefle vpon me, but they haflen
To ope their gates wide, then with me by Health
Enter (for alwaies they attend on wealth)
Hawtinefle, Boafting, with the mindes deflrac~lion,
ErToeminacie, and to make vp the faction,
Oppreffion and Deceit, with th' interefl
Of thoufand more ; with which the heart poflefl,
Is fuddenly fubjecled and brought under,
To admire toyes which are not worth the wonder,
And covet that which they ought mod to fly.
Now with this band of Penfioners garded, I
When thus attended they my flate behold,
They never dreame of other god than Gold :
For with fuch adoration they refpecT. me,
To endure all torments, rather than rejecl me.
Merc. How fmooth and flick thou art, no where
abiding,
But when men thinke thee fafefl, fvviftly gliding
Thorow their fingers, neither can I fpy
A handle or an haft to flay thee by,
As we hold pots and glafles ; they flip through
The hand as makes and ferpents ufe to doo.
When Poverty, to thee quite contrary,
Where e're fhe takes her Inne is apt to tarry :
It gummy cleaves like Bird-lime, uncompeld,
Apt to be feis'd, and eafie to be held ;
Having a thoufand catching hooks, and fo
About her plac'd, that hardly fhe lets go.
But whifl we trifle here, there's one maine thing
We had forgot.
Pint. What ?
Merc. That we did not bring
Treafure along, it being loves intent,
And the chiefe bulmeffe about which we are fent.
Pint. For that take thou no care : I do not enter
Vpon the earth, (being calld, and leave my Center,
But I have Hill a care upon my ftore,
At my departure to (hut fafl my dore,
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Which only opens to me when I call.
Merc. Let's thither then, and Plutus left thou fall,
Hold by my cloake, and follow till we come
Vnto the place affign'd.
Plut. Hermes well done,
To leade me thus ; for if thou fhouldft forfake
Me as I am, I might perchance miftake
My way, and wandring, through my want of fight,
On Hyperbolus or on Clean light.
But flay, What noife is that 1 I heare fome one
Is with his pick-axe finking againft flone.
Merc- 'Tis Timon, who laborioufly doth wound
A piece of mountainous and ftony ground.
wondrous ! Poverty by him fall Hands,
And the rough fellow Labor, with galld hands.
Here's Wife/dome, Health, and with them Fortitude,
And befides thefe, a populous multitude
Of fuch like Groomes, Need them to worke compel-
ling,
And yet a troupe (me-thinks) thy Gard excelling.
Plut. Therefore let 's poft hence with what fpeed
we can.
For, Hermes, how mail we invade a man
Girt with fo great an army ?
Merc. Be not afraid,
; Tis loves command, whofe will muft be obayd.
Pov. O whether lead'ft thou Plutus ?
Merc. To inlarge
Timou from hence ; for fo love gave in charge.
Poverty. Comes he againe to Timon, whom (be-
reav'd
Of health by many furfets) I receiv'd,
To Wifedome and to Induflry commended,
And in his cure fo far my skill extended,
1 foone reflor'd him (as he flill doth finde)
Sound in his body, and vpright in minde.
Have I deferv'd fuch fcorne, or do I merit
A wrong, what is myne owne not to inherit ?
That you are come, with colorable pretence,
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Him (now my fole poffeffion) to take hence ?
Whofe ruin'd vertues with exacleft care
I have much toyld and labor'd to repaire.
Being againe in that blinde gods protection,
Hee'l bring them vaflald to their late fubjeclion,
Fill him with arrogance, difdaine, and pride,
And every ill that Goodnefie can mif-guide ;
And when all hope of faire amendment 's paft,
Returne him backe as I receiv'd him lad,
Effceminate, floathfull, franticke, or what not,
A thing of nothing, a meere brainlefle Sot
Merc. Thou hear'ft loves will,
Poverty. And I to it agree.
Knowledge and Labor doe you follow me,
With all my traine : hee'l fhortly to his cod
Finde what a mother he (in me) hath loft j
What a good helper, what a true inftrucler.
In all good arts a tutreffe and conducter :
He, whilft with me he had commerce, was ftill
Able and healthfull, having ftrength at will,
Leading a manly life, turning his eies
Vpon his brefl, and of proud vanities
And gawdy frailties had at all no care,
But held them trifles, as indeed they are.
Merc. They now are gone, let us approach more
neare.
Timon. What flaves be thefe that to myne eies ap-
peare 1
Why are you you come ? what would you 1 what
require 1
Of a poore laboring man that works for hire ?
You (hall not part hence laughing, for know, I
Have More of ftones that round about me ly.
Merc. AfTault us not, oh Titnon, for in vaine
Thou malt do fo, we are not of the ftraine
Of mortall race, but gods : I, Mercury :
This, Plutus, fent from the great Deity,
Who doth at length commiferat thy (late,
With purpofe now to make thee fortunate :
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All fhall be well, we come to eafe thy paine,
Leave off thy worke, henceforth be rich againe.
Tim. Though to your felves the name of gods you
borrow,
Keepe off, or I mall give you caufe of forrow :
Come not too neere me, I at random ftrike,
For gods and men I now hate both alike :
As for that blinde flave, him I'le firft invade,
I vow to rap him foundly with my fpade.
Pint. Let vs be gone, oh Mercuric, hee's mad,
Left ibme fad mifchiefe from his hand be had.
Merc. This barbarous fpleen good Timon drive to
hide,
And thy ferocitie caft quite afide.
With gratitude receive what love hath fent,
I ftrike thee lucke, be rich incontinent :
Prince of th' Athenians thou malt henceforth bee,
And to contemne them that difdained thee,
Punim their bafe ingratitude, bee 't their griefe
To fee thee rais'd, live happy, and their Chiefe.
Plut. I have no need of you, pray give me leave
To ufe my labor, and at night receive
My competent wages, 'tis a gainfull trade,
I have wealth enough in ufmg this my fpade :
I fhould be happy; if you would forbeare me,
But then moft bleft if no man would come neere me.
Merc. Thou fpeakft too inhumanely ; Timon I
This thy harm language and abfurd reply
Will tell my father : Say that from mans breft
Th' haft had more wrongs than thou canft well
difgeft,
Yet 'tis not good the gods thou fhouldft defpife,
Who as thou feeft all for thy good devife.
Tim. To thee, oh Mercury, love, and the reft
Of the Cceleftiall gods, I here proteft,
I hold my felfe much bound, and thanke them for
Their care of me, but Plutus I abhor,
He not receive.
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Tim. Becaufe I guefle
Him the fole author of my great diftrefie
And mifchiefes manifold, as firfl betraying me
To oily fmooth-tongu'd flatterers, and then laying me
Open to thofe infidiated my Hate.
Envy and hate he firfl did propagate,
Corrupted me with vices, then difclos'd me
To all reproch, and after that expos'd me
To fpleen and canker'd malice which exceeded,
And lad of all left me when mod I needed.
Excellent Povertie contrariwife
Inur'd me unto paines and exercife
Becomming Man ; truly and freely wee
Together liv'd in confocietie,
Supplying me with all things, garments, meat,
Which tailed befl, being feafon'd by my fweat.
All vulgar things me taught me to defpife,
And looke on frailties with unpartiall eies ;
Perfuading me, that Hope hath ftedfafl root,
Where mans owne induflrie J s alMant too 't :
Shewing what Riches mould be our delight,
Such namely as no foothing Parafite,
No fawning Sycophant, no mad and rude,
Nay ftupid and feditious multitude ;
No Orator that gathers from lewd tongues
Bad tales, and heraulds them to others wrongs :
No Tyrant that lies craftily in wait :
When none of thefe can undermine our Hate,
Then we are truly rich. Labor hath made
Me able-bodied, whilft I daily trade
In, this fmall field, from whence I cannot fee
A thoufand ills that in the City bee.
The tooles I worke with plenteoufly fupplying
With needful 1 things, vprifmg and down lying.
And therefore Mercury returne I entreat,
Beare with thee Plntus backe to loves high feat ;
With fond delirements let him others charme,
Me for my part he never more mail harme.
Merc. Not fo, good man, let me advife the bed,
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Study thyne owne peace, and let others reft.
This peevifh (rather childifh) fpleen forbeare,
And from myne hand receive god Plutus here.
In man 'tis prophanation to defpife
Such bleflings as Jove fends the luft and Wife.
Plut. Wilt thou, oh Jtmon, heare me to the end,
Whilft I againfl thee myne owne caufe defend,
And fuffer me with patience ?
Timon. Speake, but briefly,
Avoiding Proems and preambles, chiefly
Vs'd by damn'd Orators : fee thou be'ft fhort,
Tie liften to thee, but thanke Hermes for 't.
Pint. More liberty by right I ought to claim e,
Whom thou of wrongs injurioufly doll blame ;
Thy invective is with bittern effe extended,
Yet innocent I in nothing have offended,
Who thee of all delicious things prouided,
At thy free will to be difpos'd and guided :
I was the author and chiefe inftrument
Of thy authoritie and gouernment ;
I gave thee crownes, and furnifht thee with treafure y
Made thee confpicuous, to abound in pleafure.
In all rarieties I thee inflated :
By me thou wert obferv'd, and celebrated.
If iince, ought ill have unto thee betided,
('Caule thou perhaps my goodneffe haft mifguided)
By feeming friends or fervants, canft thou blame
Plutus for this < \ I rather mould exclaime
On thee, for many contumelies pall,
Powring me out 'mongft fordid knaves fo faft :
Who only fweld thee with vain-glorious pride,
Devifing lirange prefligious tricks befide,
Only to draw me from thee. I'th lafl place
Where thou haft utter'd to my foule difgrace,
I left thee in thy want to ftarve and pine,
Be witneffe Hermes if the fault were myne :
Who after injuries not to be borne,
Didft caft me from thee in contempt and fcorne.
Hence comes it, for thy cloake of purple die,
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Thy late beloved Miflrefle Poverty
Hath wrapt thee in this skin coat. I atteft
Thee, Mercury, how much I was oppreft. :
And but that love commands, by no facilitie
Could woon I be to attone this our hoflilitie.
Merc. But Plutus thou now find'ft how he is
chang'd,
And from his former humor quite eftrang'd.
Therefore have free commerce, dig Timon dill,
And in the mean time Plutus vfe thy skill,
That as by loves beheil thou art affign'd,
In delving deep he may this treafure finde.
Timon. Well Hermes, I obey, and am prepaid
To be againe made rich/. For man 'tis hard
To wreflle with the gods. Obferve, I 'ntreat^
Into what miferies and mifchiefs great
Thou hail headlong cafl me, who (I vow) vntill
This houre liv'd happy, as I might do ftiU.
What ill have I deferv'd, now to be vext,
And once againe with infinite cares perplext,
By faflning on this treafure ?
Merc. And yet take
All, I intreat, in good part for ray fake ;
Beare it, however weighty and indeed
Almoil intolerable, bee 't but to breed
Envy in thofe bafe Claw-backs : I mean time
Having pad ^Etna, mufl Olympus clime.
Plut. Hee's mounted, hauing left us, making way,
With his fwift wings : but thou, oh Timon, liay
Till I depart, and to thy power commit
A maffe of wealth, (olely to manage it.
But flrike hard, harder yet ; and now to thee
I fpeake, oh Treafure, moil obfervant bee
Vnto this Tinwn, with what fpeed thou haft,
Offer thy felfe by him to be embrac't ;
Dig Timon luflily, thy droke fetch higher,
And worke apace, 'tis time that I retyre.
Timon. Too 't, my good fpade, ufe both thy edge
and flrength,
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And be not too foone dull'd, till I at length
Have from the Earths deep intrals brought aloft
Thy hidden luftre, and here coucht thee foft
Vpon this graffy verdure. O love, father
Of prodigies, or what we elfe may gather
From thy Divine Pow'r ; oh my dearell friends
The (/) Caribanthes, how your love extends %
And thou light-bearing Mercury, behold,
And freely tell me, Whence is all this gold ?
It is fome dreame, I arn deceiv'd, I feare,
Thefe are quicke glowing coles new waked here-
No fure, 'tis excellent gold yellow and bright,
Moll ravifhing, all-pleafmg to the fight,
Beautifull Coine : O let me hug thee then,
Thou art the goddeffe of Good-lucke to men :
It flames like fire compadl, in this huge clufter
Both night and day it keeps it's glorious lufler.
Approch to me my Deareft, how to miffe thee
I know not now : Moll Amorous let me kifie thee.
Till now I did not credit what was told
Long fmce, That love himfelfe was changed to gold.
What precile Virgin could retaine the power
Not to hold vp to fuch a golden mower ?
Or being the chafteft of all humane daughters,
Not meet him dropping through the tiles and rafters.
Take Midas, Crcefus, and the Magozine
Heapt by the offrings made at Delphos flirme ;
Compared with this Maffe they are nothing too 't r
And take the Perfian Monarchy to boot.
Spade, oh Skin-coat, late to me mofl deere,
To Pan the rurall god I leave you heere.
I'le buy a field remote hence, and obfcure,.
Where having built a flrong tower to fecure
This mountainous heape, I'le ftudy (being gone)
How I may befl live to my felfe alone.
There will I build my tombe too, e're I dye,
That none may know where Timons ames lye.
1 have decreed, and 'tis eftablifht in me,
That none from this lequefter'd life mall win me,
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Nor hate 'gainfl all mankinde. Henceforth a guefl,
A friend, or a companion, I proteil,
Are names forgot in me : Th' Altar of Pi fly,
So much efleem'd and honor'd in the City,
I'le hold as a meere trifle. Commiferation
On thofe that grieve or make loud acclamation,
To give the Needy, or their wants fupply,
Shall be to me as blacke iniquitie.
Subverfion of good manners I'le allow,
A fad and folitarie life I vow,
Such as Wolves leade, bloud-thirfty to the end,
For only Timon mall be Timons friend ;
All elle my foes, with whom I am at flrife,
As thofe that Hill infidiate my life :
To intercourfe with any that hath bin
Before my friend, I'le hold a capitall fin,
Deferving expiation : and the day
That I incounter Kinfman in my way,
I'le thinke unprofp'rous : for no more I paffe
For Man, than ilatues made of (lone or brafle ;
With fuch I'le hold no covenant. Solitude
Be thou myne aime and end : as for thofe rude
Of myne owne Tribe, Coufins and Nephewes, or
Myne owne domefticke fervants I abhor ;
My Country likewife : I to all their fhames
Shall count them as meere cold and barren names.
Th' are mad mens Saints, but trifles to the Wife ;
Be thou alone rich, Timon, and defpife
All elfe : Thy felfe only thy felfe delight,
And feparated live from the loath' d fight
Of Sycophants, (the remnants of thy daies)
Who only fwell thee vp with tympanous praife.
Offer thy gifts unto the gods alone,
Feafl with thy felfe, be thine owne neighbor, none
Neere thee : whate're is thine participate
Vnto thy proper ends, and Rivals hate.
It likewife is decreed, That Timon will
Himfelfe ufe gently and humanely flill,
Be his owne page and fervant, when his breath
1 84 The Man-hater. Dial. 4.
Leaves him, his owne eies he will clofe in death.
If love vain-glory, heel himfelfe renowne ;
On his owne head his owne hand place a crowne :
No llile of honor be to him fo fweet,
As to be caird Mifanthropos, 'tis meet,
Becaufe he hates Mankinde : the Character
That in all ages I defire to weare
Is Difficultie and Afperitie,
Fierceneffe, Rage, Wrath, and Inhumanitie :
For fhould I fee a poore wretch wrapt in fire,
And he to quench him mould my helpe defire,
I would but laugh to fee him fry and broile,
Seeking to feed the flame with pitch and oile.
Againe, if palling by a rivers brinke,
And fpying one falne in, ready to linke,
And holding out his hand imploring aid,
Craving to be fupported up and flaid ;
What in this cafe thinke you would Timon do 1
Even dive his head downe to the bottome too.
There are no other lawes confirm'd, than thefe,
By Timon, fon to Echecratides,
Even Timon of Collytte, with his hand
Subfcribes to them, which hee'l not countermand.
now at what a deare rate would I buy,
That prefent newes might into Athens fly,
And all of them vpon the fudden know
What flore I have, how little to beftow.
What noife was that? See, multitudes come
polling
Clouded in dufl, and breathleffe, this way coafting ?
1 wonder how they fmelt my gold ? Were't befl
I clime up to yon hill, from whofe high crefl
I with more eafe with ftones may palt them hence ?
Or mall I rather for this once difpence
With my harm lawes ? to mew them all my flore,
With the bare fight thereof to vex them more 1
I hold that befl ; their comming here Tie flay :
But foft, what's he that's formoft on the way \
Gnatonides the Flatterer, who but late
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When I was in my miferable eflate,
And beg'd of him fome food for charitie,
Cad me an halter : yet ingratefull hee
A thoufand times hath at my table eater,
I am glad yet he comes fird, fird to be beaten.
Gnaton. Did I not ever thinke the gods above
Could not negle<5l, but dilf this good man love 1
Haile Timon, thou mod faire, mod fweet, mod kinde,
Bounteous, and alwaies of a generous minde.
Tim. Haile too Gnatonides, (the corrupted flave
That ever gourmandis'd) what wouldd thou have,
Thou more than many Vultures dill devouring ?
Gnaton. It was his cudome alwaies to be pouring
Harm jeads vpon his friends ; his quicke dicacitie
Would evermore be taunting my voracitie,
And it becomes him well. Where mall we dine,
Or whether go to quaffe thy health in wine ?
I have a new fong got into my pate,
Out of quaint (/ ) Dythirambs I learn'd it late.
Timon. But at this time I rather could advife
That thou wouldd dudy dolefull Elegies,
Such as this fpade can teach.
Gnaton. O Hercules \
Strikes Timon then ? with thee, I witnefle thefe,
Before the Areopagita (q) I
Will have thee call'd in Court : oh I mall die,
See, thou had wounded me.
Timon. Nay be not gone ;
Two labors thou mayd fave me fo in one :
Thou (halt complaine of murther.
Gnat. Timon No :
But rather on my broken pate bedow
Some of thy gold to apply too't, and be fure,
It's both a fpeedy and miraculous Cure.
Tim. Still day d thou ?
Gnat. I am gon, Wondring hee's growne
Of late fo rude, that was fo civill knowne.
71m. Who's he comes next, all bare and bald
before 1
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Philiades : I know him of the ftore
Of Sycophants moft execrable, who wound
Me in not long fince for a piece of ground,
Befides two talents for his daughters dower,
And all that fubftance did the Have devour,
Becaufe he prais'd my fmging : when the reft
Were filent all, he only did protefl
And fware, that I did admiration breed,
Nay, dying Swans in fweetneffe much exceed.
I fince being ficke, defiring him to have care
Over my health, the Villein did not fpare
To fpurne me from his gate.
Philiades. Ingratefull age,
Dofl thou at length know Timon, he, the fage
And wife good man : full well did he requite
Gfiatonides the foothing Parafite,
And Temporifer, who is only friend
To fuch as of their wealth can know no end.
But he hath what he merits, a juft fate
Depending on th' Vnthankfull and Jngrate :
But we that have been table-guefts of old,
Equals, and fellow Citifens, enrold ;
Who 'twixt us interchang'd the name of brother,
And were not chargeable one to another,
We mould renew acquaintance : Sir, God fave you,
And beware henceforth how you do behave you
To facrilegious Parafits that appeare
Alwaies at banquets and abundant cheare :
They are only Smell-feafls. waiting on the Cooks,
But little differing from bafe Crowes and Rooks,
Men are of late fo 'bnoxious vnto crimes,
There is no trufl to any of thefe times ;
Vnthankfull they are all, and bad ; but I
Knowing thy wants, and willing to fupply
Thy prefent ufes, purposed to have brought
A talent with me ; fearing thou hadft owght
To fome harfh Creditor ; or might have need
For other ends : but by the way indeed,
Hearing to what a furplufage of gaine,
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Thou had arriv'd, I held it a thing vaine.
Yet came I of thy bounty to make proofe,
And counfell thee of things for thy behoofe :
But needlefle were it, Timon being fo wife,
That (if he liv'd) he Nejlor might advife.
Tim. 'Twas kindely done, Philiades, come neere
And fee what welcome 1 have for thee heere.
Phil. Thou wretched churle ; what vndeferved
punifhment
Had thou repaid me for my late admonimment ]
I feare he hath broke my necke.
Tim. Behold a third,
Demtas the Orator ; indeed a Bird
Of the fame feather : he hath bills, records,
Fables, a man meerly compos'd of words.
He calls himfelfe my kinfman ; who in one day
(Of myne) to th' Cities Chamber had to pay
Sixteen whole talents, he then in execution :
Yet I redeem'd him, and made full folution
Of all his debts ; when he was fad in hold,
I freed him thence : yet was the Have fo bold,
That comming after unto eminent place,
Where he with ErichtMades (r) had grace,
(Who had the charge of the whole Treafurie,
And mony by account then due to mee)
He being my feed Advocate as then,
Proteded that I was no Citifen ;
Therefore not capable my due to claime :
Mod loudly lying without feare or fhame.
Detneas. Save thee, oh Titnon, thou, of all thy
race
The greated ornament and the prime grace,
Of the whole State the Columne and the day,
By whom protected and fupported, they
Live fafe : thou art the day of Greece, we know,
The people frequently pronounce thee fo,
With either Court : but heare what I have writ
In thy great praife, and then confider it.
Timon t of Echecratides the fon,
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Borne in Collytte, who hath never don
But what became him well ; who as he was
Of unftain'd life, in wifedome did furpaffe
The Grecian Sages ; who from himfelf did fteale
His pretious houres, to benefit the Weale.
He was fo good a Patriot, befides ftrong,
And from th' Olympicke wrefllmg brought along
Great honors by his fwiftneiTe, by his force,
The foure wheeld Chariot and the fmgle horfe.
Tim. I have not fo much as fpec~lator bin
Of what thou fayfl I am fo eminent in.
Demeas. All's one for that, we Orators are free,
And what's not yet done may hereafter be :
Thefe are but things of courfe, and aptly fitted,
I fee no reafon they mould be omitted.
But the lad yeare, no longer fmce, how well
Did he demeane himlelfe, nay how excell,
When he againfl the Achernenfes fought,
And their great army vnto ruin brought 1
The Spartans in two battels he fubdu'd.
Timon. How can thefe be ? Do not my fence
delude :
I never being iouldier, nor had minde,
Or the lead purpofe to be fo inclin'd.
Demeas. 'Tis modeftie in you, I muft confefle,
To be fo fparing of your worthinefle.
But as for us, we mould be mod ingrate,
If we your great worth did not celebrate.
Befides, in Lawes, which (truly underflood)
Have been inacled for the publique good ;
In privat confultations about war
Or peace, he did tranfcend all others far,
And brought unto the publique State fuch profit,
That there is none can fpeake too loudly of it.
For thefe jufl caufes it is held convenient,
And by the Lords and Commons thought expedient,
(Being a man fo generally ref peeled)
To have a golden ftatue erected
To this great Commonwealths man Timon, grac'd
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So far, as to be next Mitxrca plac'd,
In her owne Temple, fhaking in his hand
(As imitating lore) a fulminous brand,
Bright raies about his head, and at the lead,
Deckt with (even Crownes, to have his name increafl.
Next, to have all his glories open laide
In the new Tragedies to Bacchus made.
Thefe folemne Sacreds mud be kept this day,
And who more fit than he to ac~l them, pray t
Demeas to this decree doth firil fubfcribe,
Becaufe he counts himfelfe of Timons tribe,
His neere Ally and kinfman, or indeed
His fcholler rather, for he doth exceed
In learning the fuperlative degree,
As being all what he can wifh to bee.
This is the generall fuffrage, and thy due :
But how had I forgot ? that to thy view
I did not bring my fon and heire, the fame
Whom I have fmce calld Timon, by thy name.
Tim. How can that be, oh Demtas, when thou
had
No wife at all, pretending to live chad I
Thou art a Batchelor.
Dem. Turn, do not feare,
My purpofe is to marry the next yeare.
If heaven permit, and thou (halt heare relation,
That all my dudy mall be procreation.
Then my fird Borne (a boy it (hall be fure)
Tie Timon call, to make thy name endure,
Tim. But if in this fad droke I not mifcanry,
'Twill be a doubt if euer thou (halt marry.
Demeas. O me, what means this out- rage? art
thou wife,
That dod upon thy friends thus tyrannife I
To beat him hence, that hath more quicke conceit
And apprehenfion in this broken pate,
Than thou in thy great Mazard : neither can
This iudifie thee for an honed man,
Or a good Citifen : This out-rage don,
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Shall queftion thee before the fettingSun ;
For I dare juftifte, thou durft afpire
To fet the Cities Citadel on fire.
Tim. That calumny will to thyne owne mame
turne,
Becaufe the place hath not been feen to burne.
Dem. But being rich, it may fufpec~led bee,
That thou haft robd the common Treafurie.
Tim. The bolts and locks are whole, and 'twill
appeare
Moft vile to fuch as fhall thy fcandals heare.
Dem. It may be rob'd hereafter ; i'th meane time
Thou thus poffeft art guilty of that crime.
Tim. Mean time take that, 'twill fpeed thee if 't hit
right.
Dem. O me ; that blow 'twixt neck and moulders
light.
Tim. Shreeke not fo loud, oh Demeas, if thou doft,
Here's a third for thee. Me-thinks it were mod
Ridiculous, that being unweapon'd, I
Two mighty Spartan armies made to fly>
And one poore fnake not vanquifh : fo in vain
The honors from Olympus I mould gaine,
To championife and wreftle. Soft, what's he ?
Grave Thraficles the Sophift it mould be :
The fame ; I know him by his promiffe beard,
And beetle browes : Some things that are not heard
He mutters to himfelfe, and his fquint eye
Cads towards the Moone, as mould his wits there
lye:
His unfhorne haire beneath his moulders flowing,
About him fcatter'd with continuall blowing :
Like Boreas or fome Tryton he appeares ;
luft fuch as Zeuxes (1m ce not many yeares)
In tables us'd to figure them. Now hee,
In habit rare and thin, makes toward mee,
Pacing a mod eft, but aifecled gate,
As if he had ncv; Crochets in his pate.
He mufei'i too : yonder you would to heare
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Him every morning, with a looke auftere,
Difpute of Vertue and her excellent qualitie,
Reproving all delights, only frugalitie,
(Which he affects) extolling. His firft care
Is firft to warn, then inftantly prepare
Himfelfe to meat, but at fome others charge.
As foone as fet, the boy brings him a large
And brim-filld bowle ; no liquor him can fcape,
So it be ftrong and preft from the pure Grape,
Like Lethe's water, downe the wine he poures
His yawning throat ; talks, At his early houres
What his Pofitions were and Difputations ;
Troubling the hearers with his vain narrations.
Now he begins to gourmandife, and fits
Houering vppon the choice and fattell bits,
(As if the table could not roome afford)
He ftrikes his neighbors elbow from the bord,
In earned feeding ; crums hang on his beard ;
With feverall faucers all his chaps are fmear'd.
Being almofl gorg'd, vpon the fruits he flies,
And almofl groveling o're the platters lies ;
Tumbling and fearching with infatiat minde,
As if in them he vertue hop'd to finde.
With his long finger having fcrap'd the difh,
And ilapt up all the fauce of flefh or fifh,
So cleane, that not a waiter, fparelier fed,
Shall have ought left wherein to dip his bread :
Still fits he as his greafie fifts have fhap'd him,
Vext, that fome glorious morfell hath efcap'd him ;
Though he alone whole cuflards hath devour'd,
And his wide throat with tarts and marchpanes
fcour'd :
Yet hee's not fatisfy'd, although at lead
He hath gormandiz'd a whole hog at a feafl.
Now the beft fruits that grow from this voracitie,
Is to be loud, and prate with great audacitie.
His guts full fluft, and braines well toxt with wine,
Himfelfe he fpruceth, ftudieth to be fine ;
.Either prepares his fquealing voice to fmg,
192 The Man-hater. Dial. 4.
Or dancing, hops about as he would fling
His gouty legs off from his rotten thighes.
Wearied with thefe, againe he doth devife
Of new difcourfe, and that muft chiefly bee
Of temperance and grave fobrietie.
Now is he made a fport to all the Bord,
Stammers and lifps, fpeaks not a ready word ;
Then drinks even unto vomit : Lad of all,
To take the nafly fellow thence they call.
Then there's with both hands lifting ; loth he leaves
The place, and unto fome me Minftrell cleaves,
Ready to ravifh her in all their view,
To fliew that Lull doth Drunkenneffe purfue ;
Nay in his beft fobrietie applying
Himfelfe to boldneffe. avarice, and lying ;
In which none can out-match him, hee's a Chiefe
Both with the ioothing flatterer and Thiefe :
For perjurie there's no man that tranfcends him,
Impofture ufhers, Impudence attends him.
He is an Ob j eel of meere obferuation,
Or (truly lookt into) of admiration ;
A fpeclacle of fcorne, that wonder brings,
Being made complete from meere imperfect things :
In all his imperfections, more or leffe,
Seeming a kinde of modefly to expreffe.
Moft flrange ! O Thraficles, What make you here 1
Thraficks. Not with the minde of others I ap-
peare,
O Timon, who come flocking to behold
Thee and thy mighty Magozin of gold,
Perhaps to fleale and pilpher, to be guefls
Intrufive to thy table and to thy feafls ;
Who daub thee with pyde flatteries, that indeed
Art a man fimple, and dofl Counfell need ;
A brainleffe Prodigall, wholly given to waft,
Eafily parting with what coine thou haft.
Befides, thou art not ignorant, I am fure,
What fpare and thrifty dyet I endure,
One Chop or Fragment beft with me agreeing,
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Even jufl fo much as will maintaine a Beeing :
An onion is a meat to tafle my pallat,
But a few water Creffes a choice fallat ;
A little fait cad on them, then 'tis rare,
And I account it mod delicious fare.
My third th' Athenian fountaine fates and fills,
Which by feven cocks it plenteoufly diflills.
This thred-bare cloake by me is prizd more hye
Than the bed robe dipt in the Tyrian dye :
For Gold, thou knowd that I edeem't no more
Than I do pebbles fcatter'd on the fhore.
Yet for thy fake I hither made acceffe,
Fearing thy wealth, thy goodnefle might opprefle j
Being corrupt and vile in it's owne beeing,
And no way with thy temperature agreeing,
The rout of irrecoverable ills,
Which feeming mod to comfort, fooned kills.
Be rul'd by me, Go indantly and cad
Into the Ocean all the wealth thou had :
W T hat need of Gold, when all things we fupply
By contemplation of Philofophy ?
But cad it not into the depth I prethee,
But neere the more, when only I am with thee ;
Enough 'tis if the wave but overflow it,
To cover it, and (fave my felfe) none know it.
If this diflike thee, that thou holdd in vaine,
I have another projecl. in my braine,
And 't may prove the bed courfe ; From forth thy
dore
Precipitate and tumble all thy dore ;
And to exprefle a pure abdemious minde,
Of all thy Mafle leave not a piece behinde.
There is a third way (like the fecond) fpeedy,
Namely, by didributing to the needy ;
Who in all eares fhall thy donation found,
To him fiue drachma's, give that man a ponnd,
A talent to another. If by chance,
Philofophers of audere countenance
o
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Hither to tafte thy largeffe (hall repaire,
Give fuch a double, nay a treble (hare,
As to the men m oft worthy. This (alaffe)
I for myne owne part fpeake not, but to paffe
Thy bounty unto others that more need,
And would be thankfull, of thy gift to feed.
For my particular ufe I crave no more
Than fo much at this prefent from thy flore
As would but fill my Scrip, the bulke being fmall,
Holds two ^Egina bulhels, and that's all :
To be content with little, moderation
And temperance becomes men of myfafhion :
We Sophifts, that in wifedome all out-ftrip,
Should aime at nothing further than our Scrip.
Tim. All that thou fpeakfl I (Thraftcles) allow ;
Yet e're I fill thy wallet, heare me now,
I'le ftuffe thy head with tumors, having made
True meafure of thy skull with this my fpade.
Thraftc. O Liberty ! oh Lawes ! neere a free City,
Thus to be us'd by one devoid of pitty !
Tim. Why Thraftcles ; thus angry doft thou (how
thee?
Have I not paid thee the full debt I owe thee ?
Stay but a little, and f expreffe my love,
Foure meafures thou (halt have o're and above.
What further bufmeffe have we now in breeding ?
Multitudes hither flocke, in throngs exceeding ;
There's Blepfias, Laches, Cniphon, and in brief,
A thoufand more that haften to their grief,
As if they ran for blowes ; fee how they flocke :
Therefore I'le clyme to th' higheft part of this
rocke,
I hold that, courfe is for the prefent bed,
And to my wearied fpade to give fome reft :
Of fcatter'd flones I'le gather me an heape,
And from that place I'le make them skip and leape,
Pouring my haile on them.
Hurle not, we pray,
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O Timon^ inflantly wee'l trudge away.
Tim. And yet thou (halt with difficultie doo't,
Without fome bloud-fhed and deep wounds to boot.
Illuftrations upon Timon Mifanthropos.
(a) C*Almoiitus,vtas faid to be thefonne of Eolus, not he whom
O the Poets feigne to be the god of the winds, but one of
that name, who raigned in the Citty of Elis in Greece, lie-
willing to appeare unto his fubjects to be a God, and no man,
and fo to affume unto himfelfe divine adoration, made a bridge of
brafle over a great part of the Citty, over which he ufed to hurry
his Chariot, whofe wheeles were fliod with rough iron, thinking
thereby to imitate Joves thunder, for which infolence, Jupiter
being juftly incenfl againft him, ftroke him with a true thunder-
bolt, and fent him quicke to hell. A type of pride juftly
punifhed.
(b) Mandragora, an herbe fo called, becaufe it beareth Apples
fweet fmelling, of an extraordinary greatnes, the Lntines call it
Malum terra, id eft, the Apple of the earth. It is that which we
call the Mandrake.
(c) Deucalion, was the fonne of Prometheus, and * married
Pyrrha the daughter of Epimetheus. Whilft he raigned in Thef-
faly came the univerfall Deluge, which drowned all the world,
only he and his wife, got into a (hip and faved themfelves : their
veflell firft touching on the hill Pernaflus, where the dry land
firft appeared, which was meerely a fiction of the Poets, who had
heard or read of the generall Innundation, in him figuring Noah
and his Arke. Others thinke that this floud happened onely in
Greece and Italy, and that in the yeare of the world 2440, after
Noahs floud 744.
(d) Lycoris Mount, by which Lttcian intends no other than the
two topt Pernaflus, before fpoken of.
(e) Epimnides t was a Poet of Greet, whom Saint Paul in his
Epiftle (as Bcza is of opinion) cited. It is reported of him, that
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his father fending him into the field to keep his Cattell, by chance
he light into a Cave where he flept 75. yeares, whence a Proverb
againft all floathfull men grew, Vltra Epimenides fommim dor-
mifli) id eft, Thou haft flept beyond the fleep of Epimenides. At
his returne he found his brother a very old man, by whom he
underftood all that happened in his abfence, and was after
worfhipped as a god. He lived in the yeare of the world 3370.
much about the time of the deftrudlion of Hierufalem, &c.
( f ) Cibeh Priefts, they were called Corybantes, of one Cory-
bantus, the prime of her firft attendants. They in all the cele-
brations of her feafts, ufed to dance madly, beating upon bra/en
Gimbals, making a confufed noife, from whence fuch Inftruments
were called 'jra Corybantia : when they danced about the
ftreets their cuftome was to begge mony of the people, from
whence they tooke the denomination of Colleftores Cibelcs, or
Circulatores, id eft, luglers : thefe firfl inhabited the mount Ida
in Phrygia, c.
(g) Phineus, was a King of Arcadia, and the Harpice were the
daughters of Pontus and Terra, dwelling in Hands, partly by
Sea, partly by land, fo called, a rapiendo, or ravening : they are
feigned to be fowles, with faces like virgins, and hands like
tallons or clawes. Some call them lupiters dogs : and thefe,
whatfoever the forenamed King provided to eate, fnatcht from
his table, and greedily devoured : they were after deftroyed by
Hercules.
(h) Tantalus, was the fonne of Jupiter and Plota, the Nymph,
grandfather to Agamemnon, and Menelaus, who entertaining cer-
taine of the gods at a banquet, to make tryall of their divinity,
killed, dreffed, and ferved his fon Pelops at the feaft ; which fact,
the gods after they had difcovered, fo abhorr'd, that for the loath-
fome banquet he made them, they provided him another as dif-
taftfull, for being confined to hell, they fet him in water up to
the chin, and ripe Apples above his head touching his lips, yet gave
him not power to ftoope to the one to quench his thirft, nor reach
to the other, to fatisfie his hungry appetite. But for Pelops his
fonne, fo miferably maffacred, lupiter revived him, and for his
fhoulder which Ceres unadvifedlyhad eaten up, he made him one
of Ivory ; who after this went and fojourned with Oenomaus, the
father of Meleager, and Deianira, which as Helv. reports, \vas
about the yeare of the world 2650.
(i) Danaus daughters : This Danaus was a King of the Ar-
Dial. 4. Annotations. 197
gives, and dwelt in the City Argus. lie called the Country, for-
merly called Achaia, Danatc^ and the generall Nation of the Gre-
cians, Danai. He had fifty daughters, whom he caufed to flay in
one night the fifty fons of his brother sEgyptits, to whom they
were wedded, for which they were punifhed by the gods with a
perpetuall torment, namely that with bottomlefle pales, they were
to fill a tunne without a bottome. They lived in the yeare of the
world, 2510.
(k) Cyclopes, they were fo called becaufe they had but one eye,
and that was orbicular and round, they were Vulcans miniflers,
and forg'd or fram'd his thunderbolts, there are three amongft
them the mod eminent, according to the Poets, namely, Brontis,
Stcropf, and Pirachmon, they were mighty great men, and called
Giants, &c,
(1) Dis, is the god Pluto, who taketh that denomination,
<J divitijs, of riches, becaufe they are dig"d and torne from the
bowels or lower parts of the earth.
(m) Thefe names, Pythias, Dromus, Tibias, Hyperbolus, and the
like, are given according to the Authcurs fancy, or perhaps aim-
ing at fome particular men of like condition then living.
(n) Nireiis, a fa ire young man, whom Homer loved, and whofe
beauty he much extolled.
(o) Cecrops, was alfo called B if or mis ; he was the firft King of
Athens, and firfl invented amongft them marriage ; he found out
Images, builded Altars, and offered Sacrifices amongft the
Greekes. He erected the Cittyof Athens, and called it after his
owne name Cecropia, he flourifhed in the yeare of the world
2394. foon after the birth of Mofes.
(p) Dithyrams, were fongs fung in honour of Bacchus.
(q) Arupagtot. Judges or Senatours amongft the Athenians,
fo called of the place where they fate.
(r) EriflJteiJes, whom fome think to be Erifthonius, or Eric-
thaws, the fourth King of Athens ; he firft found out the ufe of
Coaches, becaufe his feet were deformed. He lived in the yeare
of the world 2463, about eleven yeares after Ifraels departure out
of Egypt.
198
Dial. 5.
The Argument of the Dialogue intituled
I V P I T E R and G A N I M E D E.
IOves Mafculine loue this Fable reprehends.
And wanton dotage on the Trojan Boy.
Shafd like an Eagle, he from tft earth afcends,
And bear es through tJi aire his new Delight and loy.
In Ganimed's exprefl aftmple Swaine,
Who would leave Heaven, t& live on Earth againe.
The DIALOGUE.
htpiter. TV T Ow kiffe me, lovely Ganimed, for fee,
[^ Wee are at length arrived where wee
would bee :
I have no crooked beak, no tallons keen,
No wings or feathers are about me feen ;
I am not fuch as I but late appeared.
Ganimed. But were not you that Eagle who late
fear'd,
And fnatcht me from my flocke ? where is become
That fhape? you fpeake now, who but late were
dumbe.
lupit. I am no man, faire Youth, as I appeare,
Dial. 5. lupiter and Ganimede. 199
Nor 'Eagle, to aflonifh thee with feare :
But King of all the gods, who for fome reafon
Have by my power tranfhap't me for a feafon.
Ganim. What's that you fay ? you are not Pan, I
know :
Where's then your pipe ? or where your horns, mould
grow
Vpon your temples ? where your hairy thighes 1
lupiter. Thinks Ganimed that godhood only lies
In rurall Pan ?
Gan. Why not ? I know him one :
We Shepheards facrifice to him alone.
A fpotted Goat into fome cave we drive,
And then he feifeth on the bead alive.
Thou art but fome Childe-ftealer, that 's thy beft.
lupit. Haft thou not heard of any man conteft
By loves great Name 1 nor his rich Altar view'd
In Gargarus, (a) with plenteous (howres bedew'd ?
There feen his fire and thunder ?
Ganim. Do you then
Affirme your felfe the fame, who on us men
Of late pour'd haile-ftones ? he that dwells above us,
And there makes noife ; yet fome will fay doth love
vs?
To whom my Father did observance yeeld,
And facrific'd the beft Ram in the field.
Why then (if you of all the gods be chiefe)
Have you, by dealing me, thus play'd the thiefe ;
When in my abfence the poore fheep may ftray,
Or the wilde ravenous Wolves fnatch them away t
lupit. Yet haft thou care of Lambs, of Folds, of
fheep,
That now art made immortall, and muft keep
Societie with Vs ?
Ganim. I no way can
Conceive you. Will you play the honeft man,
And beare me backe to Ida ?
lup. So in vaine
I fhap'd me like an Eagle, if againe
2oo lupiter and Ganimede. Dial. 5.
I fliould returne thee backe.
Ganim. My father, he
By this hath made inquirie after me ;
And if, the leaft of all the flocke be eaten,
1 in his rage am mofl fure to be beaten.
lup. Where mail he finde thee 1
Ganim. That's the thing I feare,
He never can clime up to meet me here,
But if thou beeft a good god, let me paffe
Into the mount of Ida where I was :
And then I'le offer, in my thankfull piety,
Another well-fed Goat unto thy deity,
(As price of my redemption) three yeares old,
And now the chiefe and prime in all the fold.
lup. How fimple is this innocent Lad ? a meere
Innocuous childe. But Ganimed now heare.
Bury the thoughts of all fuch terren droffe,
Thinke Ida and thy fathers flocks no loffe :
Thou now art heavenly, and much grace mayfl do
Vnto thy father and thy country too.
No more of cheefe and milk from henceforth thinke,
Ambrofia thou malt eat, and Nectar drinke,
Which thy faire hands in flowing cups malt fill
To me and others, but attend us ftill ;
And (that which mofl mould moove thee) make thy
abode
Where thou art now, thou fhalt be made a god,
No more be mortall, and thy glorious flar
Shine with refulgence, and be feen from far.
Here thou art ever happy.
Ganim. But I pray,
When I would fport me ; who ig here to play ?
For when in Ida I did call for any,
Both of my age and growth it yeelded many.
lup. Play-fellowes for thee I will likewife finde,
Cupid, with divers others to thy minde,
And fuch as are both of thy yeares and fife,
To fport with thee all what thou canfl devife :
Only be bold and pleafant, and then know
Dial. 5. lupitcr and Ganimede. 201
Thou fhalt have need of nothing that's below.
Ganim. But here no fervice I can do indeed,
VnleiTe in heaven you had fome flocks to feed.
////. Yes, thou to me fhalt fill celediall wine,
And wait upon me when in date I dine :
Then learne to ferve in banquets.
Ganim. That I can
Already, without help of any man :
For I ufe ever when we dine or fup,
To poure out milke, and crowne the padorall cup.
fup. Fie, how thou flill remember'd milke and
beads,
As if thou wert to ferve at mortall Feads :
Know, this is heaven, be merry then and laugh ;
When thou art thirdy thou fhalt Neclar quaffe.
Ganim. Is it fo fweet as milke ?
lup. Pris'd far before,
Which taded once, milke thou wilt aske no more.
Ganim. Where mall I fleep a nights ] what, mud
Ily
With my companion Cupid ?
lup. So then I
In vaine had rap'd thee : but I from thy fheep
Of purpofe dole thee, by my fide to fleep.
Ganim. Can you not lie alone ? but will your red
Seeme fweeter, if I nuzzle on your bred ?
lup. Yes, being a childe fo faire.
Ganim. How can you thinke
Of beauty, whil'd you clofe your eies and winke ?
lup. It is a fweet inticernent, to increafe
Contented red, when our defire's at peace.
Ganim. I, but my father every morne would chide,
And fay, thofe nights he lodg'd me by his fide
I much didurb'd his red ; tumbling and tofling
Athwart the bed, my little legs dill eroding
His : either kicking this way, that way fprawling,
Or if hee but remov'd me, draitwaies yawling :
Then grumbling in my dreams, (for fo he fed)
And oft times fent me to my mothers bed :
2O2 lupiter and Ganimede, Dial. 5.
And then would fhe complaine vpon me worfe.
Then if for that you ftole me, the beft courfe
Is even to fend me backe againe ; for I
Am ever fo unruly where I lie,
Wallowing and tumbling, and fuch coile I keep,
That I mall but diflurb you in your deep.
lupit. In that the greater pleafure I mall take,
Becaufe I love flill to be kept awake.
I mall embrace and kiffe thee then the ofter,
And by that means my bed feem much the fofter.
Ganim. But whilft you wake I'le fleepe. ,
lup. Mercury, fee
This Lad flraight tafte of immortalitie ;
And making him of fervice capable,
Let him be brought to wait on us at table.
Annotations upon the Dialogue Intituled
lupiter and Ganimede.
{a} /"""* Argarus, fo called of Gargarus^ the fon of Jnpiter,
V_T it is commonly taken for the top or Apex of the
high hill Ida, where the faid god had an Altar confecrate unto
him, it is fituate betwixt the Propontis Abides, and the Hellef-
pont in Greece, in longitude 55. in latitude 42. It is alfo a towne
under the hill fo called.
Dial. 6. 203
IVPITER and IVNO.
The Argument of the Dialogue.
IVno of Ganimed is iealous growne,
And much vpbraids love with the Phrygian
Swaine ;
Willing (before him) to prefer her oume :
And therefore blames her husband, but in vaine.
Alttwugh this Fable to the %ods extends,
B of e fordid lujl in man it reprehends.
The DIALOGUE.
Juno. O Ince this yong Trojan Swain to heav'n thou
v^ haft brought,
lupiter, thou fet'ft thy Wife at nought.
Jupit. Of him too art thou jealous, a poore
Swaine,
Though beautifull, yet innocent and plaine 1
1 was in hope thou only hadft a fpleene
To women, fuch as I before have been
Familiar with.
luno. Nor haft thou made expreflion
Of thy great deitie in fuch tranfgreflion.
Nor done fuch things as have thee well befeem'd ;
2O4 lupiter and luno. Dial. 6.
Who being a god above the reft efleem'd,
Defcendeft downe to earth, making it full
Of thy Adulteries : fomtimes like a Bull ;
Then like a golden Shovvre, and keeping Rill
Thofe Proilitutes below to fate thy will.
But now againe, Thou, mightieft of the deities,
Left that there fhould be end of thy impieties ;
Being now inflam'd with an unheard defire,
Haft this yong Phrygian Lad fnatcht from his Sire,
Brought hither to out-brave me, and fet ods
Betwixt us, filling Nectar to the gods.
Is there fuch want of Cup-bearers ? or weary
Is Hebe yet, or Vulcan, to make merry
Thy Guefts invited 1 that no fooner thou
Tak'ft from his hand the bowle, but ftraight to bow
And kiffe his fweet lip, nay in all our fight :
In that kiffe feeming to take more delight,
Than in the Ne<5lar drunke : but which is worft,
Oft callft for drinke when there's no caufe of third ;
And as in fport (but fipping) thy arme ftretcheft,
And the full Chalice to the Wanton reacheft,
And he but tafting, as fhall pleafe him beft,
Then to his health carowfeft all the reft ;
And in the fame place where his lip did touch,
Thou tak'ft thy daught, thy lewd defire is fuch,
With heedfulneffe and care noting the brim,
So, at once kiffing both the cup and him.
Not long fince too, this King and potent Father
Of men and all mortalitie, the rather
To fport with him, his Scepter laid afide,
And thunders, with which late he terrify'de
The lower world. And fpeake, was not this wrong
To a Brow fo great 1 a Beard fo full and long ?
All this I have feen, all thefe I have endur'd,
And nothing's done that is to me obfcur'd.
lupiter. Why's this to thee fo grievous, oh my
wife,
That it mould raife betwixt us the leaft ftrife ?
That a yong Lad, fo faire and fweet as this,
Dial. 6. lupitcr and luno.
205
Should pleafe me both with Neclar and a kiffe ?
Shouldfl thou but tafte thofe lips (which I am loth)
Thou wouldft not blame me to prefer them both
Before all Neclar and Ambrofia too ;
Nay, if thou didfl, even fo thy felfe would doo.
Juno. Thefe are the words of mafculine love,
much hated,
Nor am I mad, to be degenerated
By bafe effeminacies as to take delight
In the loath'd kifles of a Catamite.
lup. Pray (you mod generous) do not fo deprave
Thofe loves and pleafures I am pleas'd to have :
This pretty fweet effeminat Lad to me
Is 'dearer far but Tie not anger thee.
luno. I wifh in my place jou had that Lad
wedded,
With whom you ofter than with me have bedded
Since his arrive : your loath'd wife (hall bethinke
her,
How better to behave her toward your Skinker.
lup. Is't only fit, Vulcan thy fon mould fill
Nectar, who being lame is apt to fpill ;
And bluntly running from the furnace, fmells
Of fmoke, dufl, fweat, and what I know not elfe,
With fparks fcarce quencht, before the gods to
Hand,
His footy tongs new laid out of his hand,
To take from him the goblet ? which being done,
To embrace, then kiffe thy mofl deformed fonne ;
Whom fcarcely thou his mother wouldfl fo grace,
Fearing his fmudg'd lips fhould begrime thy face.
Is he that only fweet Youth mufl adorne
The gods high banquets, being made their fcorne 1
And therefore mud this Phrygian be confin'd,
Becaufe hee's cleare in looks, as pure in mind ?
Whofe face fo fmooth, whofe tongue doth fo excell,
And in all points becomes the place fo well.
But that which mod torments thee, fince his kiffe
Many degrees more fweet than Neclar is :
206 lupiter and luno. Dial. 6.
luno. Now Vulcan vnto thee (oh love) feems
lame,
His forge, his apron, tongs, and tooles, thy fhame ;
What naftineffe ? What loathfomneffe ? but hee
Now at this inftant doth appeare to thee
Infe<5led with ; whilfl thou before thee haft
That faire fac'd Trojan Lad 1 but in times paft,
None of this foule deformitie was feen,
No fparks, no foot, no duft to move thy fpleen :
His furnace in thofe daies did not affright thee,
But then his filling Neclar much delight thee.
lupit. Thou mak'ft thy felfe ficke of thine old
difeafe,
O luno, and this Trojan doth more pleafe,
Becaufe of him th' art jealous : if thou fcorne
From him to take the Cup ; of thy felfe borne
Thou haft to fill thee, Vulcan, one fo fmug,
As if he gap'd ftill for his mothers dug.
But thou, oh Gammed, to me alone
Reach the rich bowle. Two kiffes for that one
I'le give thee ftill, when I receive it firft,
And when returne it, having quencht my thiril,
Why weep'ft thou ? feare not, they that mean thee
harme,
Mifchiefe are fure to tafte. Sweet boy thyne arme.
Dial. 7.
207
I v P i T E R and C v p i D,
The Argument.
GReat lupiter on wanton Love hath fetsd,
Ripping up iniuries before time done ;
And hardly is the Thunderers rage appeal d,
But holds him fa/I that is about to runne.
The childijh Wagfubmiffive language ufeth,
And with what art he can himfelfe excufeth.
The D i A L o G v E.
W Herein have I, oh lupiter tranf-
greft;
Cupid.
That by thy pow'r I fhould be thus opprefl ?
Being a childe, and therefore fimple ?
lupiter. Thou
A childe at thefe yeares, Cupid'\ who I vow,
Art older than lapttus. hop'ft thou to win
Favor, becaufe no haire vpon thy chin
Appeares ? and thou art beardleffe ? but beguild
Mud we be flill in holding thee a childe ?
Being both old and crafie ?
Cup. I pray tell
2oS lupiter and Cupid. Dial. 7.
This fubtill old man, whom you know fo well,
What wrong he' hath done, that you would bind him t
lup. See,
Thou wretch, dofl thinke it a fmall injurie,
To make me fuch a mockerie and a jeft
To all men : that a god fhould to a bead
Tranfhape himfelfe : into a Satyre, than
Into a Bull, an Eagle, and a Swan :
Next to a golden Showre ? all thefe th' haft made me
But that wherein thou chiefely haft betrayd me,
My will by force or fleight I mufl obtaine,
But never love, to be belov'd againe :
Nor by thy power have I more gratious been
To my wife luno the celeftiall Queen ;
But forc'd to ufe preftigious ftrange difguife,
In all my fcapes to hide me from her eies.
Befides, our mutuall pleafures are not full,
They only kiffe an Eagle or a Bull :
But fhould I in my perfonall (hape appeare,
Even at my fight (poore things) they die with feare.
Cupid. That only Ihewes thy power and divine
might,
Since mortall eies cannot endure thy fight.
lup. How comes it, Hyadnthus is fo deare,
And Branchus, to Apollo 1 Is his Spheare
More bright than ours ? yet they about him cling,
In his owne fhape.
Cup. But Daphne that coy thing,
Though he fhew'd yong and beardleffe, his cheeks red,
And each way lovely, his embraces fled.
If love then would be amorous, and apply
Himfelfe to Love, his fhield he mutt lay by,
And fearefull thunders, fmoothly kembe his haire,
And part it both waies, to appeare more faire :
Weare on his head a Chaplet for a Crowne,
And flowing from his moulders a loofe gowne
Dy'de in Sidonian purple : on his feet
Sandals, whofe ties with golden buckles meet :
Vnto the Pipe and Timbrel! learne to dance,
Dial. 7. lupiter and Cupid. 209
And foot it to them finely : fo by chance
More glorious Beauties may to him incline,
Than Menades attend the god of Wine.
lup. Away : I more efleeme my regall (late,
Than to appeare fo poorely effeminate.
Cup. Love not at all, and that's more eafie far.
lup. Yes, love I mufl,whirft here fuch Beauties ar,
And gaine them with leffe trouble, mauger thee.
So for this time be gon.
Cup. I now am free.
210
Dial. 8.
VULCAN and APOLLO
The Argument.
TWixt Vulcan and Apollo fpeech is held
Of yong Cillenius, Maia's new-borne fon \
How he in cheats and theevings hath exceld :
Relating flrange things in his cradle done.
Since whom, all infants borne beneath hisjlar.
In craft and guile exceed all others far.
The DIALOGVE.
Vulcan. T_T Aft thou not feen (Apollo} the
j~l Brat
So late brought forth by lovely Maia ? that
Looks in his fwathes fo beautifully faire,
Snarling on all fuch as about him are ;
Whom no one that beholds him, but furmifes
That he is borne for fome great enterprifes 1
Apollo. Shall I (oh Vulcan) him an infant call
Or thinke him borne for any good at all 1
Who for his craft and fubtiltie (I vow)
Is than lapetus older.
Vulcan. Tell me how ?
yong
Dial. 8. Vulcan and Apollo. 211
What wrong can this yong Baby do, I pray,
Who came into the world but yefterday ?
Apollo. Aske Neptune that, whofe Trident he hath
flolne :
Demand of Mars, (with rage and anger fwolne)
Whether his braine leaft fubtiltie afford ?
Out of whofe fcabberd he hath flolne his fword ?
Or let me fpeake what by my felfe I know :j
From me unwares my quiver and my bow
He flily fnatcht.
Vulcan. How can it be, his hands
Being ty'd up fo clofe in fwathing bands.
Apollo. Yet be not thou too confident, I intreat
thee,
For come he neere thy mop, hee'l likewife heat thee.
Vulcan. He was with me but now.
Apollo. Dofl thou mifdoubt thee
Of nothing loft ? haft all thy tooles about thee ?
What, not one wanting ?
Vulc. None.
Apollo. Free from his wrongs
Art thou alone ?
Vulc. By Jove I mifTe my tongs,
Th'are ftolne out of my forge.
Apoll. Thefe thou malt finde
About him hid, do but his fwathes unbinde.
Vulc. Hath he fuch catching fingers? (paft be-
leeving)
ire in his mothers wombe he ftudied theeving.
Apollo. Didft thou not heare him, Vulcan, talke
and prate
With voluble tongue, and phrafes accurate ?
Now in his infancie, fo yong, fo fmall,
Offering to be a fervant to us all.
No fooner borne, but Cupid he did dare
To try a fall with him, and threw him faire.
Him Venus for his vidftorie embrac't,
For which he fteales her girdle from her waft.
love fmiling at the theft, and therewith pleas' d,
P 2
212 Vulcan and A folio. Dial. 8.
Mean time the crafty wag his Scepter feis'd :
To fleale his Trifulke he had made a flrift,
But 'twas too heavy for his flrength to lift.
Vul. Thou telfl me of a Lad active and daring,
A nimble jugling lack.
Apollo. Nay, hee's not fparing
To profeffe Muficke too.
Vulc. How is that known e?
Apoll. Th' invention too he feekes to make his
owne :
Having the fhell of a dead Tortoife found,
He makes an inflrument thereof for found ;
To which a crooked necke he fir ft made fail,
Boring therein round holes, and in them plac't
Pinnes to winde up the cords by : to th' Shells backe
A belly frames : feven firings, which he doth flacke,
And fometimes ftretch, he fixeth ; which but touch,
They yeeld a fweet found that delighteth much.
Whofe notes I envy, be they flat or fharpe.
Since he contends to exceed me in my Harpe.
Even Maids felfe I oft have heard complaine,
She cannot in the heavens her fon containe :
His ever waking braine, in action ftill,
Can take no reft : by night (againft her will)
In filence he conveyes himfelfe to hell,
Whether to fleale ought thence me cannot tell.
Befides, he hath wings, a Caducous too
Of a miraculous power, and force to doo
Things wonderfull, by which he can bellow
Soules hence departed, in the fields below,
Or thence convey them hither.
Vulc. Mofl fure I will
Adde fomething to encourage his rare skill.
Apoll. Which he hath well requited ; for to day
(No longer fince) he flole thy tongs away.
Vulc. 'Twas well done to remember me of this,
Becaufe my tongs are tooles I cannot mifle.
Somewhere about him they are flill, no doubt :
But firft the fire Tie in my forge put out.
Dial. 9.
213
MERCVRY and APOLLO,
The Argument.
OF love and of A-lcmena : The long nigJit
In which the great Alcides was begot.
This Fable fpeakes. And if I guejfe aright,
In this the AutJwr much profaned not,
To tax the heathen Idols his pretence is,
Since men are puni/Jit for the gods offences.
The DIALOGUE.
Mercury. 'THO thee, oh Phoebus, lupiter doth fay,
day;
Forbear to mount thy Chariot for this
The next too, and the third, difclofe no light,
But for that time make it conlmuall night.
Keepe in, command the Houres thy deeds to un-
trace,
And thy bright Sun beams plucke from off thy face.
For, without intermiflion being opprefl
With fuch long paines, 'tis fit thou Ihouldfl have reft.
Apollo. Thou telfl me a new thing, unheard till
now;
Have I tranfgrefl my courfe, or been too flow,
2 1 4 Mercury and Apollo. Dial. 9.
Or over-fwift ? that love fhould prove a way
To make the night thrice longer than the day.
Me?-. There's no fuch thing ; he only hath intent
At fome one aime on which his minde is bent,
And this time only (but not ftill to bee)
To have this one night made as long as three.
Apollo. Where is he now, or from whence art thou
fent
To tell me this ?
Merc. Boetia's continent ;
Aud from (If I mail make a true confeflion)
Amphitrids wife, with whom he hath congrefllon.
Apoll. With her his courage then and flrength he
tries :
But for his luft will not one night fuffice 1
Merc. O by no means, fince in this copulation
Muft be begot one that mail awe each Nation ;
Of a moft potent arme, and daring much,
And therefore 'tis not poffible that fuch
A mighty worke as making up loves fon,
Should in one night be perfected and don.
Apollo. Well, I but little have to fay unto him.
But with this great worke much good may it do him.
Thefe things, oh Mercury (we are alone)
I'th antient daies of Saturnc were not knowne :
He did not turne from RJiea, nor mif-led
Could he be to adulterat her chaft bed :
Nor did he leave the heavens, in Thebes to fleepe ;
The day was then day, and true courfe did keepe,
The night within her certaine houres was bounded,
No times, no feafons in his reigne confounded :
He had with mortall creatures no congreffe.
But now for one poore woman s fake (I gueffe)
All things are topfide-turn'd, and mufl be made
Prepoflrous henceforth, and run retrograde.
My Steeds with reft will grow more fierce and hot :
The way more hard and difficult, becaufe not
In three daies paft : Men miferably dwell
Here on the earth in darkneffe, as in hell.
Dial. 9. Mercury and Apollo. i 1 5
And thefe are the faire fruits of his foule lufl,
That fublunarie creatures fuffer mud ;
Warning at once the abfence of the Sun,
And waiting till this mighty worke be don.
Merc. Phoebus no more : had love intelligence
Of what thou fpeakft, his rage it would incenfe.
I'le to the Moone and Sleep, and what in charge
I had from him, deliver them at large :
To her, to change the courfe me late did keepe :
To him, to fetter them in bonds of fleepe,
So fad, they may not dreame of that great wrong,
To have been kept from fight of day fo long.
216 Dial, i ex
MERCVRY and MAI A.
The Argument.
HErmes his tedious labors doth complaine.
As troubled more than all the gods befides,
Not able his imployments tofuflaine,
As one that in no certaine place abides.
Yet by his mother he at length is fwayd.
Who tells him loves hefts mujl be Jlill obayd.
The D i A L o G v E.
there amongfl the gods (c
So wretched as my felf, though there be
Mer. T S there amongfl the gods (oh Mother) any
many '?
Mam. Take heed, my fon, what thou fpeakft
rafhly.
Merc. Why ?
Can you name one that hath fuch caufe as 1 1
Who have fo many bufmeffes in hand,
And thofe fo great I fcarce beneath them Hand ;
Into fo many fervices divided,
I am tyr'd and fpent, and for my paines derided.
For in the morning, e're I can devife
Of what my dreams were, I betimes mufl rife,
Dial. 10. Mercury and Maia, 217
Then my firfl office is to fweep the houfe
Where all the gods muft banquet and caroufe.
That done, I next prepare the Confiftorie,
Whereas the Deities in all their glory
Appoint their meetings : all things I make fit,
That they in eafe as well as (late may fit.
Then at loves elbow I attend, where he
Still fends me on his errands : I mufl be
Here, there, and every where, and thefe too all
Hurrying together ; for hee'l fometimes call
As foon as 1 am fent. When the whole day
I have toild, not having time to wipe away
The dufl and Iweat, new labor I begin,
Supper comes on, and I mufl then ferve in
Ambrofia : e're the Phrygian had to doo
With loves crownd Cup, I filld him Nectar too.
But what of all's mofl tedious, and accites
Me to this fpleen, I cannot reft a nights ;
For whil'fl each other god upon his bed
Takes due repofe, even then I of the Dead
And new deceafl have charge, and through the (hade
To Pluto s Court I fee them fafe convay'd.
Thefe done, I cannot refl me where I lift,
But at their generall Seflfions I aflifl,
For nothing's done without me. 'Tmight fuffice,
That I all dayly bufmeffe enterprife :
At Wrefllings I am prefent, at the Bar,
Where Caufes and Law-Suits determin'd ar',
InflrucT. fuch Orators as Fees defire ;
Sometimes fupply the place of common Crier.
Nor would thefe things appeare fo great a trouble,
But that th* affaires of hell make them feeme double,
The fonnes of Lada mnch more happy bee,
They interchangeably have leave to fee
The heaven and hell by turnes ; while one doth (how
Himfelfe above, the other flayes below.
Than thefe how much more miferable am I,
That in one perfon both their paines fupply 1
Alcmena (a) and Semele (b] (of mortall feed
218 Mercury and Mala. Dial. 10.
Defcended both) have free acceffe to feed
Among the Deities : yet I on thefe
(Being fon of Maia (c) Atlantiades)
Am forc'd to' attend, I came from Sidon late,
As flint from Jove, to know in what eflate
Cadmus (a) faire daughter was. Almoft quite fpent,
Not having time to breathe, but I was fent
To Argos and faire Danae^ in that tower
Where he was welcom'd in his golden mower.
In thy returne come by Boetia backe,
(Saith lupiter) oh Hermes do not flacke
To vifit faire Antiope by th* way.
My refolution is no more t' obay
Vnto his bufie hefts : To gaine myne eafe,
I had much rather (did the Fates fo pleafe)
My felfe for ever to the earth retyre,
As a day-Laborer, and worke for hire.
Maia. No more, my fon, for thou too much haft
faid;
Thy father muft in all things be obay'd.
Able and yong thou art, prepare agen,
To Argos nrft, and to Boetia then :
Hazard not ftripes of him that fwayes above :
Such are moft angry that are croft in love.
ANN OTATI ONS
Vpon Mercury and Maia.
(a) A Lcmena, the wife of Amphytrio the Theban, in whofe
A\. abfence lupiter came in the fhape of her husband,
compreft her and begot Hercules.
(b] Semele, the mother of Bacchus, begot on her by lupiter,
from whence he tooke the denomination of Semeleius.
(c)) Maia, the daughter of Atlas, and Pleiones, and therefore
Atlantiades, of whom lupiter begot Mercury.
(d) By Cadmus faire daughter is intended Semele before
fpoken of.
Dial. ii.
219
VULCAN and J u P i T E
The Argument.
VVlcan obeying to loves high defigne,
With his keen hatchet cleaves his head in twaine ;
Arm'd Pallas, who there full ten months had lain.
At this indfion leaps out of his braine \
Then entringfirft the world. Whence we may gather,
Knowledge and Arts had birth from love their Father.
THE DIALOGVE.
Vulcan.
Hat mud I do, Iove'\ Prethee let me
T T 7
VV
See, I am come, for thou commanded!! fo ;
And brought with me an Axe fharp above wonder,
Whofe very edge will cleave a rocke in {under.
lupiter. 'Tis well done, Vulcan, 'tmuft be thus
apply'de,
Thou with that hatchet mufl my head divide.
Vulc. Wouldft thou perfuade me unto madnefle ?
fay
22O Vulcan and lupiter. Dial.ii.
What's to be done, or packe me hence away.
lupiter. My pleafure is, with a ftrong blow and
full,
With all thy force thou part in two my skull.
If thou refufe to doo't, as fearing skath,
Thy timeroufneffe will but increafe my wrath
And deep difpleafure : therefore ftrike I fay,
Inflantly, boldly, and without delay :
Quickly deliuer me, I am full of paine,
A thoufand throwes are laboring in my brain e.
Vulc. Well looke too't lupiter ; my axe is keen,
Nor can this birth be without bloud-med feen.
'Twill be a dangerous wound made in thy head ;
Beleeve't, Lucina brings not thus to bed.
lupit. Strike boldly then, oh Vulcan, feare not
blood,
For I know bed what for myfelfe is good.
Vulc. Though 'gainft my will, I mall, who dares
withftand
When lupiter himfelfe mail give command.
What's here ? A woman arm'd leaps on the Plain :
O love, thou had'ft much mifchiefe in thy brain.
No marvell thou wert angry and much paind,
When in thy Pia mater was containd
A live Virago, arm'd, and having fpread
Caflles and townes and towers about her head ;
She leaps and capers, topt with rage divine,
And danceth (as me treads) the Matachine,
Shakes her fteele-pointed Lance, and ftrikes her
Tardge,
As if me had the god of War in charge.
Nay, which is more, me is exceeding faire,
And ripe for mariage, made in all parts rare,
And amiable, onely me hath blew eies,
But thofe her gracefull helme doth well difguife :
And therefore lupiter, becaufe I have
Thus playd the mid-wife for thee, what I crave,
Grant me for my reward, namely that (he
May be my wife, this day efpous'd to me.
Dial. 11. Vulcan and lupilcr. 221
Jupit. Thou demandfl that which cannot be al-
low'd,
For this Minerva is a Virgin vow'd,
Nay, a perpetuall Votary : but if I
In this could do thee any courtefie,
Thou mightfl prefume 't
Vulc. It is my great defire,
And to my bed of wifhes Tie afpire
In waiting time to rape her.
lupit. O my fonne,
Thou aimft at that which neuer can be done :
She vowes to live a Virgin, let that guide thee,
Purfue not things which never can betide thee.
222 Dial. 12.
NEPTVNE AND MERCVRY,
The Argument.
r I V7' abortive Infant from the wombe tooke late
JL Of dying Semele, love doth translate
Into his owne thigh : but the time expired
For mature birth, which (pregnant] he defied',
This child, by one conceived, borne of another,
Bacchus, enioyes the name of double Mother, (i)
The DIALOGUE.
Nep. TV IT Ay I not fee my brother ?
j[ V JL Merc. Neptune, no.
Nep. I do intreat thee, Nephew, let him know
That I attend without.
Merc. It cannot be,
And therefore leave this importunitie ;
You muft not at this prefent be admitted.
Nep. Hee's then in bed with Iuno*{
Merc. No, (Grofle witted.)
(i) Bacchus bimater.
Dial. 12. Neptune and Mercury. 223
. Nep. Or Ganimed'l Prethee refolve me quickly.
Merc. Neither ; but love at this time's weake and
fickly.
Ncp. H6w comes it that thou likewife lookfl not
well?
Merc. There is a caufe in't, which I blufh to tell.
Nep. What e're it be, the fecret do not hide
From me thine Vncle, and fo neere ally'de.
Mer. Hee's newly brought to bed.
Nep. Mercury fie,
Not poflible ; it is a thing that I
Cannot beleeve : it would have come to light
Ere now, had love been an Hermaphrodite.
Befides, I ne're perceiv'd his wombe to fwell.
Merc. 'Tis true, in that (oh Neptune} thou fayfl
well :
His chiding burthen did not lie within.
Nep. Now to conceive thee better I begin ;
Some other Pallas from his skull is ta'ne j
My Brother ever had a teeming braine.
Merc. Not fo ; this burthen in his thigh was bred,
Tooke from the wombe of Semele^ late dead.
Nep. Wondrous ! This generous god, by thy re-
lation, ,
Will teach to us new waies of procreation.
But what's that Semele 1
Merc. Of Cadmus race,
A Theban Damfell, in whom love had place,
And left her great.
Nep. Mofl kindely it was done,
To fpare her throes, himfelfe to beare her fon.
Merc. Gheft fomwhat neere ; not altogether, thp,
lumping with truth. But wonders wilt thou know,
From thee yet forrein 1 luno (jealous flill)
By ftrange deceit feeks means the wench to kill ;
Perfuades her (their united loves to funder)
To beg of Jove, to bed with her in thunder
And blafling lightning (caufe of all her griefe.)
To her the credulous Wanton gives beleefe ;
224 Neptune and Mercury. Dial. 15.
She craves, love grants, defcends in glorious fire,
And in thefe flames the poore Girle doth expire.
Who grieving the faire Theban fo mould die,
Caus'd me to rip her wombe vp inftantly,
And bring the Infant, now feven moneths conceiv'd,
Whom from my hand he gratefully receiv'd :
Not knowing better how to make provifion
For this Abortive, he made deep incifion
In his owne thigh, and there it three moneths lay,
Till (now mature) it for it felfe made way.
This day he is deliver'd, and now growes
Somewhat diflemperd by his painfull throwes.
Nep. Btt where's the Infant?
Merc. Him I did tranfport
To Nifa late, where the faire Nymphs refort,
By them with great care to be educated,
And by the name of Bacchus celebrated,
Or Dionyfius.
Nep. Then of this thy brother,
As love the father is, fo hee's the mother.
Merc. It fo appeares : but Neptune I am gon,
For other things I now have thought vpon ;
I muft go fetch him Lotion for his wound,
Yet green, and will in few dayes fcarce be found,
There's nothing but to him we muft apply,
That's done to women that in childe-bed lie.
Dial. 13.
225
DIOGENES and MAUSOLUS,
The Argument.
* I ^He dead Maufolus doth himfelfe advance
X Before all others of the buried Throng :
And t tier ef ore he erefts his countenance,
Becaufe on earth he was fo faire andjlrong.
Diogenes derides his boajtings vaine,
And groves himfelfe more Iiappy of the twaine.
The Di ALOGVE
JDiog. A Ttend, oh Carion, what is thine intent
jL\. To be even flill fo proud and infolent ?
Prating of thy great worth, others to brave,
As if thou for fome great defert wouldfl have
Before us all precedence.
Mauf* I firil clairae
Prioritie, rais'd from a kingdomes name,
(O Synopefian) for I empir'd o're ;
All Caria : next, I pierc'd the Lydian more.
There govern ; d Nations barbarous and rude :
Bcfules, I many other Iflcs fubdu'd,
Q
226 Diogenes and Maufolus.
The great'fl part of Ionia I laid waft,
And my great army to Miletum pad.
Nay more, I was of beautifull afpect,
Tall and well fhap'd, and (what I much affect)
In power (before me) I exceeded all.
But that which made me mofl majeflicall,
Of coftly marble from the rocke diffected,
I have a (lately monument erected
In Halicarnaflus, fam'd for magnitude,
With rare and never equal'd pulchritude,
So faire, fo large, that all that fee it know,
No King that ere deceaft the like can mow.
Statues of men and horfes 'bout it ftand,
Graven and carv'd by a mofl elaborat hand ;
In which expreffion Artifts were at ftrife,
Not one of them but imitating life ;
Of fuch admired height and fpatious roome,
It rather feemes a Temple, than a Toome.
What wrong is 't then, my glories not to fmother,
And to claime a precedence before other ?
Diogenes. Is \ potencie 1 is 't beauty ? or rich
flones
In fuch huge number heap'd upon thy bones,
That (wells thee with fuch pride ?
Mnuf. By love the fame.
Diog. And yet Maufolus, thou that haft the name
Of Beautifull, thy ftrength is not all one,
Nor face that was ; both now are paft and gone :
For an unpartiall Vmpire mould we chufe
To point the Fairer out ; let him but ufe
An unfway'd eye, not fquinted with affections,
Shall finde fmall difference in our two complexions :
For both our heads are bald and alike bare,
Having no lips, our teeth apparant are ;
Neither of us a nofthrill hath to (how,
But through thefe empty holes alike we blow.
This being granted, if becaufe thy fhroud
Beneath fo great a Structure make thee proud,
And that thy countrymen that Mole retaine,
Dial. 13. Diogenes and Manfolus. 227
Beading of it with oflentations vaine,
To mew to drangers the rare excellence
Of polifht (lone ; what profit reapil thou thence,
Thou exquifite man ? unleffe thy (hallow wit
Account thy greateft hurt a benefit ;
To have of huge Hones, wondroufly convay'd,
A greater heape than others on thee layd.
Mauf. Am I no whit the better then for thefe 1 1
Is Maufolus one with Diogenes ?
Dio. Not fo, good man, no paritie 's confefl ;
The Carian King (hall be with/griefe oppred,
Excruciated and perplext in minde,
To thinke of his great pleafures left behinde,
Honors and wealth : Diogenes the while
At thy vexation (land aloofe and finile.
Thou in thy lading memorie (halt have
The art and charge bedow'd upon thy grave,
By thy faire fider and thy widdowed Queene,
In Halicarnaffus dill to be feene.
When as Diogenes yet doth not know
Whether on earth he have a grave or no ;
Therefore can take no care for 't. My fame lies
Tomb'd in the bofomes of the lud and Wife.
Stories to future times deliver can,
I lead a life that did become a man.
Time (hall thy Structure wad, but never myne,
(Thou impure Carian) for 'tis made divine :
My monument growes neerer to the skye,
As built in place much more fublime and hye.
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228 Dial. 14.
CRATES and DIOGENES.
The Argument.
"XT Atwe with teo much darkneffe overcafi,
\^\ Is maskt and blinded with the worlds affaires.
Still doating upon things that cannot laft.
As on vaine frailties fixing all their cares.
" Man that on mundane things himfelfe affures,
" Cheats all his hopes ; 'fts Vertueyi?/^ endures.
The DIALOGVE,
Crat. r I ^Ell me Diogenes, hail thou not knowne
\^ Rich Moerichus, the man fo overgrowne
With wealth fuperfluous, that from Corinth came
With mips fo richly fraught ? the very fame,
Coufm to Ariflceus thought to be,
By computation full as rich as he :
Thefe two betwixt themfelves ufe Homers phrafe,
Cl-iw me, Pie claw thee ; Lefs live many dayes.
Diog. What was the reafon, Crates, firfl did move
Thefe monied men to enterchange fuch love ?
Dial. 14. Crates and Diogenes. 229
Crat. The caufe they were intyr'd fo, and calld
brother,
Was, aiming to be heire to one another,
Being equally ported : and therefore they
Publifht their Wills ; If Moerichus (a) his day
Should before Ari/lczus chance to fall,
He the fucceeder then (hould enioy all.
So Arijlaus, If he dy'de before,
Then Moerichus was heire to all his (lore.
This by Indenture feald, they cog, fpeake faire,
Flatter, in hope to be each others heire,
With gifts and prefents mutually contending,
Yet dill one gaping for the others ending.
Infomuch that Diviners (whether skild
Tth ftars or no I know not) all have fild
Their itching eares with Novels. Dreamers too
(Like the Chaldaeans) have enough to doo
To mocke them with vain hopes, and at high rate
Having betwixt them cad fo even a fate,
PJwebus himfelfe was pufled : firft agreeing,
That Ariftaus mould have longed beeing ;
And then again, That Moerichus the Old
Should count new dales when he had all his told :
Not knowing whofe ambition mould prevaile,
Their Fates being ballanc'd in fo even a skale.
Diog. But what's become of this their time out-
wearing ?
Speake freely Crates, 'tis a tale worth hearing.
Crat. Thofe that each others flate fought to betray
By bribes and flatteries, both dy'de in one day ;
And that huge Magozin did chance to arrive
To thofe whom they fcarce thought of, being alive,
Thraficlcs and Eunomius their Allyance :
Yet the Diviners in their great pre-fcience
Ne're fpake of them. Now the two rich men, they,
Feareleffe, flill hoping with the Fates to play,
Being fiom Sycion unto Cyrra bound,
Were in the mid way neere lapygium () drownd.
Diog. No matter, Crates, but when we were living
230 Crates and Diogenes : Dial. 14.
There was no emulation, no fuch ftriving
To be each others heire : never did I
Defire of heaven, Antifthenes fhould die,
To be made his Executor ; or fumme
His dayes, in hope his flaffe to me might come.
Nor do I thinke thou ever didft defire
(O Crates] I the fdoner might expire,
To inherit my pofiemons, and to ftrip
Me from my Tun, and pulfe left in my fcrip.
Crat. I had no need of them, nor thou to
claime
His flaffe for legacie, fince thou didft aime
At a much fairer heritage, to bee
Better'd by him, as I have bin by thee ;
And that in treafures richer and more hye,
Such as the Perfian Empire cannot buy.
Diog. And what be thofe ?
Crat. Wifedome, frugalitie,
Truth and good life, in all thefe libertie.
Diog. By lave, I well remember I had flore
Of thefe from him, but thou (oh Crates] more.
Crat. Yet others that have thought themfelves
more wife,
All fuch inheritances much defpife ;
Nor fycophant they us, fuch things to attaine
By us, as we from him were proud to gaine,
They only third and hunger after gold.
Diog. No marvell, fmce they all of them have
fold
Themfelves to Ignorance, not capable
Of Knowledge and indructions profitable ;
Having their mindes with diffolute lufts infected,
Like foule and loathfome dimes long neglected,
Grow fur'd and fluttifh with voluptuous fin,
Corrupting the mod choice Gates ferv'd therein.
Th' are full of rifts and cranies, every houre
Greater than other : therefore mould we ponre
Into theie leaking Veffels, Judgement found,
Or Truth, or Freedome, all drop to the ground,
Dial. 14. Crates and Diogenes. 231
Through their craz'd bottomes, and lie fpilt and
wafted,
Much with their putrid noifomnefle diftafted :
(So Danaus daughters here in hell are faid,
Laboring with Sives a flowing Spring to unlade)
And yet even thofe that can no goodnefle keep,
Will watch gold falling from them, and fliun deep,
Hoording it with all care.
Crat. And fo 'tis befl
We do thofe vertues we in life pofleft.
Locke they their ftuft bags in chefts ne're fo flrong,
They mall but one poore halfe-penny bring along,
And that no further than to Charons barge ;
The Ferriman will eafe them of that charge.
ANNOTATIONS
Vpon Crates and Diogenes.
() TV T Oericus, Arifleus, Thrajicles, <Srv. are names of men
1V1 whome the Author aimed at (living in thofe times) ac-
cording to his fancy.
(b) ~\Apygium t or Iapyges t thefe derived their names from
L lapyx the fonne of Dedalus, and were faid to be Cre-
tenfes by their originall, and wandring abroad to feeke Colaurus,
fonne of Minois, came unto the fame place, where after
they inhabited, theie in time grew to fuch a profufe riotife,
intemperance and wantonnes, that forgetting their Country mo-
defty and honefly, they painted their faces, and wore other
folkes haire, and were never feene abroade but fumptuoufly, and
richly appareld ; their houfes were as beautifull as the Temples of
the gods. At length they came to fuch a height of pride and in-
folence, that they caft off all religion, entring and feafmg on the
ornaments, revenues, and donaries of the Churches. And at
length were all confumed by firy globes falling from heaven, &c.
232 Dial. 15.
CHARON, MENIPPVS, MERCVRY.
The Argument.
CHaron the Ferriman exclaimes vpon
Menippus, for not paying him his fare,
By him being wafted ouer Phlegeton ;
For which thefe two at great diffention are.
Charon is forced to pardon it in the end;
For he that nothing hath mufl nothing fpend.
The DIALOGVE.
Char. IT) Ay me ro y f are > thou wretch.
Menip. Nay, icold outright,
If thou to heare thy felfe fpeake tak'ft delight.
Char. My due for thy trajecflion downe here lay.
Menip. I prethee how can he that hath not, pay ?
Char. Is't poffible there any one can be
That is not worth a fmgle halfpenny ?
Menip. I know not to whom elfe thou pratefl
here,
But for myne owne part I have none I fweare.
Dial. 15. Charon, Menippus, &c. 233
Char. Tie baft thee with this (hip-rope, if my hire
Thou tendreft not.
Menip. Then (hall my flaffe afpire
To fly about thine eares.
Char. So long a cut
Muft I take paines to waft thee, and thou put
To no expence at all 1
Menip. Let Hermes (land
Ingag'd for me, who gave me to thine hand.
Merc. By love, in time I (hall be ill befled, '
If I be put to pay fares for the dead.
Char. He (hall not fo paffe from me.
Men. For his fake
Continue flill thy courfe, and quickly make
Towards the (hore ; What to thy (hare can fall
From him who (as thou feed) hath nought at all ?
Char. Didft thou not know what thou (houldft
bring along 1
Menip. Tis true I did, but can excufe the wrong ;
I had it not, becaufe I want to give,
Is't therefore fit that I mould ever live ?
Char. Wilt thou be he then, who alone canft
boaft
To have ferried this great river without cod 1
Menip. Not fo, oh Charon^ wanting to defray,
Thou haft my paines, I pumpt part of the way,
Then tug'd at th* oare, being that only foule
Who in thy barge did neither mourne nor houle.
Char. Tufh, thefe are nothing to my fare that's
due,
Lay downe my halfpenny, my fare, in view.
Men. Not having it, beft way to end this ftrife,
Is, That thou Charon beare me backe to life.
Char. For that Gramercy, fo I might be fure,
From sEacus a beating to endure.
This bafe Ghoft would perfuade me to the whip.
Men. Be not fo peevifh then.
Char. What's in that fcrip
Thou keepft fo clofe about thee ?
234 Charon, Menippus, &c, Dial. 15.
Men. A fmall cheat,
A little pulfe for Hecate to eat
Char. Tell me, oh Mercury, whence haft thou
brought
This Dog to us ? a wretch that mindeth nought
What ftrange things talkt he by the way, I guiding
The helme, whilefl he was all the while deriding
The paflengers ? what a loud coile he kept,
He only fmging whilefl the other wept ?
Merc. Knowft thou not him? he hath a fpirit
daring,
Hee's bold, free fpoken, and for nothing caring :
This is Menippus, (Foole.)
Char. Well, if againe
I take him here,
Men. Thou threatneft me in vain :
This paffage, though not far 'twixt fhore and more,
Yet once being paft, cannot be traveld more.
Dial. 16. 235
MENIPPVS, ^ACVS, PYTHAGORAS,
KMPEDOCLES, and SOCRATES.
The Argument.
IVdge ^acus doth to Menippusy7z07/
The obfcure Ghojls and Sulphur Vaults below.
And after that he brings him to the Plaine
Where both the Valiant and the Wife remaine :
Who as the freeneffe of his tongue him guides,
( Wretched himfelfe] their f or r owes he derides.
The DIALOGVE.
Menip. "XT Ow even by Pluto I entreat thee fhow
|_^ (O Aeacus) to me the Vaults below.
Aeac. Not all, Menippus, that were hard to do :
But fuch efpecially as belongs vnto
Thy late demand, namely the prime and choice ;
If thefe content, I'le liflen to thy voice.
Thou knowft that to be Cerberus, and him
The ferriman, who from the rivers brim
236 Menippus, sEacus, &c. Dial. 16.
Trajecled thee : this, Periphkgeton :
That the Lake Styx, thine eyes now dwell upon.
Men. I know both thee and thefe, JEacus the
Great,
Who in this portch hath a determin'd feat.
To obferve all entrance, I have likewife feen
The Furies, with th' infernall King and Queen.
The men of old I now defire to fee,
Precelling others in nobilitie.
ALac. This Agamemnon is, Achilles hee,
That Idomen, a third rankt in degree,
And next them plac'd : The fourth difcovered,
Ulyffes, A ; ax then, next Diomed.
The reft, the far fam'd Grecian Hero's are.
Menip. O thou ingenious Homer, fee how bare,
How groveling and how dejected lie,
How low jthe heads of thy great Rapfodie :
Ignoble and obfcure they now are all,
Ames and duft, trifles in value fmall ;
For (as thy felfe faid) nothing hath produc~lion,
But's mutable and fubiecl to corruption.
Now ^Eacus what's he ?
;Eac. Cyrus hee's cal'd.
Now he that next him fits fo much appal'd,
Crcefus the Rich ; Sardanapalus then,
Who was the mofl effeminate of men :
Beyond thefe Midas, and that Xerxes.
Menip. How ?
Is it my fortune then to meet thee now
(Thou wickedeft of wretches) in this plight,
Who once didft put whole Greece into affright ?
That o're the raging Hellefpont mad'ft bridges,
And with thy fleet hadft purpofe o're the ridges
Of mighty mountaines to have faild ('tis knowne.)
.But what a poore Snake is that Cr&fus growne ?
Pardon me, sEacus, for above all,
I have a great minde with Sardanapal
To go to prefent buffets.
Do not fo. .
Dial. 1 6. Menippus, sEacus, &c. 237
He is fo weake and womanifh, the lead blow
Will breake his skull to pieces.
Mm. As I can
Tie gripe him tho, halfe woman and halfe man.
^Eac. Wilt thou fee thofe in wifedome did fur-
pafle?
Menip. By any means.
jac. Behold Pythagoras.
Men. Haile, thou Euphorbus, (a) or Apollo, or what
Thou wouldfl be calld by elfe, I give thee that.
Pythag. Haile to thee likewife.
Men. Speak and do not lie,
Haft thou about thee ftill thy golden thigh ?
Pythag. I have it not. But tell me, I intreat,
If thou haft ought within thy fcrip to eat ?
Men. Pulfe, nothing elfe : Thy words are meerly
waft,
For that I know thy pallat cannot tafte*
Pythag. Yet give me part ; amongft us here below
Doctrines are taught which then we did not know.
As namely, That there nothing is to boot
Between a Bean and a Satyrion root
sac. Caft thyne eyes further now, for befides
thefe,
Here's Solon, fon to Erccceflides.
Thales and Pittathus, With th' other Sages,
Whofe memories mall live to after- Ages :
And thefe alone feem pleafant 'mongft the reft,
locond and free, as with no cares oppreft.
Menip. Cover' d with afhes from the toe to th'
head
What might he be, that looks fo like to bread
Bak'd on an hearth unfwept, blifter'd befide,
As if he late had rofted been, or fry'de ?
^Eac. Empedodes.
Men. He that from ^Etna came,
Halfe broild of late, I know him for the fame :
Thou excellent of foot, what was the caufe
Thou threwft thee headlong into Etna's jawes ?
238 Menippus, ^.acus, &c. Dial. 16.
Empcd. Madneffe it was, Menippns.
Ma lip. Not, by love ;
But a vain arrogance, pride, and felfe-love,
With madneffe added, though thou didfl not fee 't :
Thefe fcorcht thee, with the fandals on thy feet.
Thou Worthleffe, what have all thy feignings bred,
Being now as others thruft amongfl the Dead.
But Socrates, oh ^acus, where's hee ?
The only man I now defire to fee.
ALac. With Neftor and Palamedes conforting,
And thofe with whom he befl loves to be fporting.
Menip. Yet were he here, I would falute him
faine.
/Eac. Behold then that bald Fellow.
Menip. All are plaine
And without haire : it is an equall note,
As well amongfl thefe, as in place remote.
^Eac. He without nofe.
Menip. Why, amongfl great and fmall,
I cannot fpy one wife amongfl them all.
Socrat. Dofl thou feeke me, Menippns ?
Menip. Thee alone.
Socr. How fland all things in Athens ? long agone
It is fmce I came thence.
Menip. Many yong men,
Puny and junior Sophifls, fuch as then
Durfl not have talkt in publique, now looke hye,
And openly profeffe Philofophie.
Nay, who their habits mall obferve, the gate
Muft needs confeffe that they flill imitate
The old Philofophers. Th' hafl feen, I know,
How Ariftippus to thefe Vaults below,
And Plato came : daubd with fweet unguents, th' one :
The other in fmooth flatteries, cafl upon
The Tyrant of Sicilia. .
Socrat. But of me
What cenfure they ?
Menip. A bleffed Ghofl to be,
And one, in thofe daies, whofe predicting tongue
Dial. 1 6. Mcnippus, sEactts, &c. 239
Spake of all things that to this place belong.
And therefore they admire thee, hold thee rare,
With whom none of the Sages might compare ;
Above them skild, of fuch things fpeaking trued,
Yet (footh to fay) I think more than thou kneweft.
Socr. I fpake of thefe things as my skill enabled,
Which they held dreams, and that I meerly fabled.
Menip. What are thefe three about thee ?
Socr. In a word,
Charmides, Phcdrus, Climtfs fon the third.
Menip. 'Tis well doue (here too) to profeffe thy
Sea,
And ufe thofe thy faire followers with refpe6l.
Socr. What can I better do, my felfe to pleafe ?
Come then, fit downe, and by us take thine eafe.
Menip. Not I, by Jove^ but inflantly return e,
To heare Sardanapal and Crcefus mourne :
Next to thefe two my manfion I will keepe,
Of purpofe to deride them when they weepe.
^Eac. I mud be gon too, and have fpeciall care
Left fome ghoft fteale hence'whil'ft we abfent are.
My place is where thou foundft me, next the dore ;
When next we meet, Tie (hew thee ten times more.
Menip. I thanke thee &acus t even with my
heart :
We have feen enough at one time, now let's part.
Vpon Menippus> sEacus, Pythagoras.
(a) t_7 Vphorbus, was a noble Trojane, the fonne of Pa nth us,
JL_-/ who wounded Patroclus, and was after flaine by Achilles,
being hurt in the thigh ; he was faid to have one made him of
gold. Pythagoras faid, that his foule was in him in that time of
the Troian warre, that hee might better perfwade his Scholars.
Concerning the opinion which he held concerning the tranfmigra-
tion of mens foules, from one body to another.
240 Dial. 17,
NEREVS, THERSITES, MENIPPVS.
The Argument.
T3 Etwixt Therfites and Aglaia's Son
J~3 A fudden emulation is begun,
Which of them both (being dead] is now mojlfaire.
The Morall fhewes, In death alike we are.
The DIALOGVE.
Ner. 'THO end this new borne ftrife, Therfites fee,
Here comes Menippus, he fhal Vmpire be.
Prethee thou Cynick thy free cenfure tel,
Which of us two in beauty moft excell.
Menip. Refolve me firft, Who are you that thus
feeke
To make me judge ?
Ner. I Nereus the faire Greeke.
Therf. Deform'd Therfites I.
Men. But tell me now,
Which (a) Nereus, which (*) Therfites ? for I vow
I cannot gueffe.
Dial. 17. Nereus, Therfites, &c. 241
TJierf. In this thou art o'recome,
Nereus : Menippus cannot give his doome,
We are fo like. \Vhat though blinde Homer boaft,
And flile thee faired of the Grecian hod ?
What though my thin and unkemb'd fcattered haire
Fell in long Elfe-locks from my fcalpe, now bare \
Do not my living ouglineffe revile,
Death ranks us now together in one file.
Therefore to have this difference quickly ended,
Now iudge (c) Menippus.
Ner. Am not I defcended
From Charopes and Aglaia^ fam'd fo far
'Bove all that came vnto the Trojan war,
For my rare beauty ?
Menip. But Nereus know,
None bring their beauty to thefe Vaults below.
Of the fine flefh thou bragft of, wormes have fed,
Leaving thee nought fave bones, like us now dead.
Ner. Aske Homer^ of what fame Nereus was then,
And he will anfwer, The moll faire of men ;
Afcribing Beauties praife fully to mee.
Men. Thou tellfl me dreames : I iudge by what
I fee.
If amongft them that knew thee in thofe daies
Thou wert fo famous, feek from them thy praife.
Ner. Am I not then the fair'fl ?
Menip. Nor he, nor thou,
Nor any one that is amongft us now,
Can claime precedence : for equalitie
Reignes 'mongft the Dead.
Therf. And that's enough for me.
Annotations upon Nireus, Therjites, &c.
(a) XT Ireiis was a young man amongft the Greekes who
1 \l came to the warres of Troy, whofe beauty and fea -
ture Homer in his Iliades mightily commended : to whom I rc-
ferre fuch as defire to be more fully fatisfied of him.
6 K
242 Annotations. Dial. 17.
(b) Therfites, a mifhapen and deformed Captaine in the Grecian
Hoft, as crooked in minde as body, who bitterly railing againft
Achilles, he being mightily inraged againft him, flue him with a
blow under the eare ; his deformity was fo great, that from thence
arofe a Proverbe which hath continued even to this day, Therfite
f<zdior> afperft upon any ftigmatick. and crooked fellow; you
mail reade him fully defcribed and charadlerd by Homer in his
firft and fecond booke of Iliads.
(c) Menippus was a Poet, and mafler to Cicero the famous Ora-
tour : but by this perfonated by Lucian, is intended a Cynick
Philofopher, dogged both in his behaviour and writings, in imita-
tion of whom, Varro the Orator writ a Satyr, and intitled it
Satyra Menippea. It is reported of him, that fuch money as he
had hoorded together by ufury and the like fordid meanes, was
fo deare unto him, that being robbed thereof, he grew into de-
fpaire, and miferably hanged himfelfe. His whole life ye may
reade defcribed at large by Diogenes La'e'rtius.
Dial 1 8. Deorum Indicium.
IUPITER, MERCURY, IVNO, PALLAS,
VENVS, and PARIS.
The Argument of the Dialogue, enti-
tuled Deorum Indicium.
XHe Troian Paris, being yet a Swaine,
Is made the fudge of Ates golden Ball.
? goddejfes contend, but two in vaine;
Venus (faire Beauties Queene) prevailes 'bove all.
With Youth, her fraile gifts are more potent charmes,
Than luno'syfczfc, than Pallas Arts or Amies.
The D i ALOG v E.
lupit.
T
\Ake (Mercury) this Apple, and make
_ fpeed
To Phrygia, there where Priams fon doth feed
His herds of Cattell ; thou art fure to find him
In Ida mount, the part that's now affign'd him
Call'd Gargarus : and thus much to him fay
From Jupiter, That we command him (lay
R 2
244 Deorum Indicium. Dial. \ 8.
All other his affaires ; for being yong,
And beautifull withall, of a quicke tongue,
Whom mofl for amatorious things commend,
Him we appoint this doubtfull caufe to end,
And he alone mall the prime Vmpier bee,
To tell which goddeffe is the fair'fl of three :
She that's crownd Vic~lreffe by the Trojan Boy,
For meed this golden Apple mall enioy.
This is the houre that calls you to be gon :
I am no competent judge to take upon
Me this arbitrement, fince I approve,
They all have equall portion in my love ;
And, were it poffible, I would renowne
Each feverall Beauty with a Victors Crowne,
As bee'ng to me like deare. Whofo mail give
The Palme to one, he cannot chufe but live
In envy of the other : therefore I
Allow me no fit ludge. Go then, apply
Your felves in hafle unto that Phrygian Swaine,
Who is defcended of a regall ftraine,
And Coufin to my Ganimed; a Youth
Simple, (as mountain-bred) who nought fave truth
Knowes, and there's none that hath beheld his face,
But would efteeme him worthy this great grace.
Venus. For my part, lupiter, what would I care,
If in this cenfure, Which mould be mofl faire,
Thou wouldfl us inftantly to Minos fend,
What can he finde in me to reprehend ?
However I am confident, yet thefe
'Tis like wife fitting the yong man mould pleafe.
luno. Neither have we, oh Venus, caufe to feare,
Should Mars your Sweet-heart be made Vmpier here.
But to this Youth felecled we affent,
And (be he what he will) we reft content.
lup. Is this your minde, my lovely Pallas ? Tufli,
I now perceive you turne your eies and blum ;
Such bafhfulnefle becomes chafte Virgins ftill ;
I take thy filence for confent, thy will
I finde with theirs hath correfpondence : Go,
Dial. 1 8. Deorum Indicium. 245
And from yong Paris thy precedence know ;
But take this charge from me, In thofe that fpeed not,
Malice or fpleen againft the ludge it breed not,
Nor the yong man with any mifchiefes threat,
Since all of you alike cannot be great.
Merc. Proceed we then : this path direclly leades
Vnto thofe Phrygian paftures and faire Meads ;
Tie (hew the way, you follow me apace,
Be all of courage, I both know the place,
And Paris too, a beautifull yong man,
And in thefe amorous contentions can
As much as any ; fit to undergo
This charge, and will not iudge amide, I know.
Venus. All this is as it fhould be : I delight
In one not partiall, that will cenfure right.
But is he yet a Bachelor, canft tell,
Or doth fome Wife or Damfell with him dwell?
Mere. I cannot fay hee's altogether cleare
And free from women.
Yen. How's that 1 let me heare.
Merc. There lives with him a fmug Idaean Laffe,
Sufficiently faire, and one may paffe
Amongfl the reft, but rufticall, as bred
In the fame mountaine where his herd is fed :
Oft in familiar conference I have feen them,
But tooke no note of any love between them.
Why aske you Venus ?
Ven. For no ill intent ;
It came into my thoughts by accident
Miner. Ill doft thou, Mercury, and us much
wrong,
To hold us in fad conference fo long.
Merc. Not fo Minerva^ lovely Venus fpake
Nothing 'gainft you ; only me chanc'd to make
A queftion, if this Paris had a Bride.
Minerv. If nothing elfe, why did ft thou clofely
hide
Such talke from us ?
Merc. She fpake the word by chance j
246 Deorum Indicium. Dial. 18.
To keep't from you was but my ignorance.
Miner. Hath he none then ?
Merc. It feemes not.
Miner. Doth he incline
To militarie Arts and difcipline?
Is he of warlike fpirit, from a flraine
Ambitious after glory ? or meere Swaine ?
Merc. In that you plunge me ; but as I can guefle,
Being yong and flrong, what can he promife leffe,
Than prove a hopefull fouldier ?
Ven. Well, you fee
I 'plaine me not, nor is it griefe to mee,
That you two fpake in privat ; thefe complaints
Fit jealous heads, but none of Venus Saints.
Merc. Take nothing ill, faire Venus, I befeech,
For truly to refolve you, her late fpeech
To yours had reference : Then (if you are wife)
Prefume this, nought can bare you of your prife ;
The felfe fame anfwer that to you I made,
I gave to her. I'th mean time whiFfl we trade
In this difcourfe, the greatefl part affign'd us
Of this our way we haue pad, and left behind us
The ftars already ; Phrygia is not far,
For in our view Ida and Gargarus ar* ;
And if I be not much deceiv'd, I fpy
Paris the ludge that mud your beauties try.
luno. But I fee no fuch man.
Merc. Clofe by me Hand,
And caft your eye that way, toward the left hand,
Not to the mountain top, but to the fide,
Where you may fpy a caves mouth gaping wide,
By which a faire herd's grafmg.
luno. No fuch fight
Myne eies are guilty of.
Merc. Look here forth- right,
lufl as my finger points, and in your fight
Will fall a goodly herd of Beeves and Cowes ;
Not where the rocke unto the fteepeft growes,
But towards the middle part, fomewhat descending,
Dial. 1 8. Deorum Indicium,
247
Behinde them comes a Swaine, it feemes, intending
To keepe them clofe together, left they ftray,
Downe from the rocks he makes his fpeedieft way ;
Holding withall a fharpe goad in his hand.
Iiino. Now Hermes I begin to underftand :
If that be he, I fpy him.
Merc. Tis confeft :
But being now fo neere the earth, 'tis bed
( If fo you thinke it fitting) we defcend,
And towards him a moderat pace extend ;
Left foufing on the fudden from an hye,
The frighted Swaine may take his heeles and fly.
luno. Hermes fpeakes well : Let's all at once
alight ;
You ( Venus] in this way have beft infight,
As me therein beft skild, who (as Fame tells)
Vpon this mountain e oft in caves and cells,
To fatiate your luft, and pay Loves debt,
In Vulcans abfence with Anchifes met.
Veiius. Inno, your fcoffes and taunts are ill
apply'de,
Nor do they move me.
Merc. Come, Tie be your Guide,
Thefe well knowne paths I did of cuftome tread,
When lupiter firft lov'd his Gammed ;
They were then frequent with me, as being fent
Still to and fro, to accomplifli his intent :
When hither like an Egle he defcended, ,
I prefent was, (for alwaies I attended,
And in his rape aflifted) at what time
He fnatcht him hence, unto yon place fublime,
The Lad by chance clofe by his Fold was fitting,
Voice to the pipe, the pipe to his voice fitting.
love foaring high, downe on the fudden mifteth,
Behinde him falls, and at an inftant lifteth
Him gently from the earth, his crooked bill
Faftning vpon the wreath the Lad kept ftill
About his browes, griping and holding faft
Yet (without harme) th' affrighted Youth, who' agaft,
248 Deoriim hidicium. Dial. 18.
Turneth his head the clean contrary way,
Not knowing what to thinke, much leffe to fay :
His oten pipe he then let fall through feare.
But leaving this difcourfe, we now draw neere
The ludge we came to feek for. Herdfman God fave
thee.
Paris. The like to thee yong man : I only crave
thee
To be refolv'd, What art thou ? and to tell
What are thefe faire ones that in fliape excell 1
They are not fuch as daily we behold
Vpon thefe hills their flocks to graze and fold,
But fairer much.
Merc. Know, thefe no women be,
But of more high ftrain and fublimitie ;
That, luno ; that Minerva ; Venus fhee,
And I the fon of Maia, Mercurie.
love greets thee thus : Why do thy fpirits faile ?
Why trembl'fl, and fo fuddenly lookfl pale 1
Feare not, there is no danger, his command
Is, Thou 'twixt thefe the vnpartiall Vmpire Hand,
Of their choice features : Thus he bad me fay,
Since thou thy felfe art beautifull, and may
(Though in this Ida there be Louers many)
Yet in thefe complements compare with any.
Therefore to thee this iudgement I commit,
As vnto him that bed can cenfure it :
Behold this Golden Apple, and advife,
7 Tis of the choicefl beauty, the rare prife.
Paris. Pray give me leave, what's there infcrib'd
to view ;
Give to the Faireft this as Beauties due.
How can I, my Lord Mercury, bee'ng humane,
And lead of Mortals, a meere ruilick fwaine,
Be a fufficient judge 1 that love mould prove me
In matters weighty and fo far above me ?
Such defceptations would be better try'de
In cities walPd, where men are folely apply'de
To delicacies : what more can you expe6l
Dial. 1 8. Deorum Indicium.
249
From me, than cenfure thofe that I protect ;
To fay, that (he Goat is than this more faire,
And that this Heifer may with that compare :
To iudge of fuch I may perhaps have skill ;
But thefe are beautiful! alike, and Hill
The more my ravimt eies vpon them dwell,
The more they feem in beauty to excell :
Such admirable parts in all I fpye,
From none of them I can retracl. myne eye ;
Where firft it faflens it infifts, and thence
I hardly can withdraw myne Optick fence :
How am I then diftracl.ed feverall waies,
Where dill the prefent Object I muft praife ?
Where having dwelt with pleafure, if by chance,
Vpon a fecond I mall hap to glance,
Myne eye's took captive and furpris'd again,
For thence I drive to ranfom it in vain.
What judgement can I give, when I proteft,
The beauty that is neerefl will mew befl :
Then what a tumult it within me breeds,
When as by birth-right each of them fucceeds 1
In briefe, who to my true fence can reilore me,
Their pulchritudes being circumfus'd all o're me ?
As if my weake conceivements to confound,
At once they circle and involve me round ;
Now I could wifli I had eies behinde, before,
And that I were like Argos, (eies all o're)
luft, only I fhall then my judgement call,
When I this Apple can difpofe to all.
Let me collecl. my felfe ! This is the Wife
And Sifter to Great love, with whom to have flrife
Were dangerous. Thefe two his daughters, and
'Gain ft them how can my oppofition (land,
Without much prejudice ?
Merc. All I can fay,
Tis Joves command, thou muft perforce obey.
Paris. One thing perfuade them, Mercury, I in-
treat,
That the two Vanquilht would nor rage nor threat ;
250 Deoriim ludiciiim. Dial. 18.
But to impute it, if they lofe the prife,
To the fraile weakneffe of a Mortals eies.
Merc. They fo haue promis'd : but the time drawes
on,
That now thy fentence mufl be call'd vpon.
Par. Then to pleafe one, I'le dare the fpleen of
two,
For in this flraight what lefle can Paris do ?
Yet one thing, Hermes, I with leave would know,
Is it enough to judge by th' outward (hew,
Penning them thus habited and clad ?
Or wert not fit a nearer courfe were had ?
To have them all flript naked, that myne eye
May view them with more curiofitie 1
Merc. A queftion that from found difcretion
growes,
And being ludge, they are at thy difpofe.
Paris. At my difpofe ? Then I will haue all three
Stript to their skinnes.
Merc. He' hath fpoke ; fo it mufl be.
Vnbrace your felues, put off, and nothing hide ;
Whilil he furveighs each part, I'le turne afide.
luno. Well apprehended, Paris, and fee, I
Difrobe me firft : Now this way turne thine eye,
Behold my white wrifts, and my arms quite bare,
And are not thefe incomparably rare ?
I am nor flaring, nor yet narrow ey'de,
Thefe two the marks of Cowardife or Pride j
Where e're thy curious eye mall now invade,
I' am equally and vniformly made.
Paris. Difrobe you likewife, Venus.
Minerva. Not in hafte,
Till Hie hath ta'ne her girdle from her wafle,
And cafl it by ; that firfl thing let her grant thee,
For, Paris, fhee's a Witch, and will inchant thee,
Being long fludied in prefligious guiles,
And apt to circumvent thee with her fmiles.
Nor was it meet me fhould have come thus gay,
Trickt vp in colours and fuch rich array,
Dial. 1 8. Deorum Indicium. 251
Her cheeks with fundry paintings plaiftred o're.
Like to fome Proflitute or obfcoene Whore :
When nothing but bare form and feature true
Should be exposed vnto the Judges view.
Paris. Of that inchanted Belt you well advife ;
Cafl it away.
Venus. Why doth not (he likewife
Her glorious plumed helmet cafi afide,
Or heave the brim that doth her forehead hide,
Difplaying her uncover'd face and bred,
But with her truncheon flrikes vpon her crefl,
As if me meant the ludge to terrific,
That he th* upright caule might not verifie ]
Or elfe (her threatning Burgaret cad hence)
Her blew faint eies might give the ludge offence.
Miner* There lies myne helmet.
Venus. There my girdle by.
luno. We now all bare to thine infpeclion ly.
Paris. O love, thou Wonder-maker, make me
bold.
What glorious objects do I now behold !
What pulchritude ? What extafy'de delight ?
What a rare Virgin's that 1 how faire, how bright ?
But Hie, how venerable 1 nay, divine 1
What royall power within her front doth fliine ?
What majeftie? yet intermixt with love,
She alone worthy to be wife to love.
How lovely mines the tother in my face ?
With what a moving irrefiftable grace ?
Her tempting lips, fo paralleld in meetnefie,
Whifper to me alLblandimment and fweetneffe.
Of this vnbounded furplufage of pleafure,
I am now fated in abundant meafure :
Therefore fo pleafe them to my will attone,
I gladly would perufe them one by one ;
Being ambiguous in my felfe, and doubt.
(Diftracled thus) I (hall not long hold out :
How can my brain or eye be truly guided,
Being at once fo many waies divided.
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Venus. So let us do.
Paris. You two your felves retyre ;
But luno flay.
luno. It is my fole defire.
And when thou haft with thy acuteft eyes
Perus'd this feature, void of all difguife,
And with thy moil inquifitive eyes made way
Through all that thou canfl poffibly difplay,
I'le give the reft place. Great is my donation,
If I prevaile by thee : make proclamation,
That I am VicYreffe, and take luno's word,
I'le of all Afia make thee King and Lord.
Paris. I am not fway'd with gifts : but be you gon,
What's right and iuft muft now be thought vpon.
Draw neere, Minerva.
Miner. See, I am at hand :
If in this ftrife of Beauty firft I ftand,
And thou pronounce me faireft ; from thy cattell,
I'le bring thee vnto many a glorious battell,
From whence thou, vanquimt never (halt retyre ;
I'le make thee a prime Generall, and afpire
To deeds of fame and honor, in all which
Thou malt be conqueror, crown'd with triumphs rich.
Paris. Of thundring wars I (Pallas) have no
feare ;
Peace (as you fee) is publifht everywhere,
Phrygia and Lydia are now both at reft,
Neither with forrein nor home-broiles oppreft,
My fathers Empire is in quiet : yet
Thinke not that I your noble gifts forget ;
You may hope well, yet know me thus far ftayd,
I being ludge muft not with bribes be fwayd :
Take up your garments, put your Helmet on,
I' have feen fufficient, you may now be gon.
Now your time calls you, Venus.
Venus. I am here,
And be not fparing, Paris, with eies cleere
Contemplate me in all and every member,
Paffe nothing curforily, but ftill remember
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What now thou feed ; fix both thine eies and heart
Not in one place, but all and every part,
And where the object pleafeth let them dwell ;
Then truly iudge if I the reft excell.
Whilft th' other fences are full feafted here,
Lend me (oh Faire one) for a while thine eare ;
I' have feen thee oft, and have obferv'd thee long
To be a Youth more beautifull and ftrong
Than any other here in Phrygia bred ;
So I have thought, fo I have often fed.
Yet as I for thy curious parts commend thee,
For fome things I of force mufl reprehend thee ;
Who 'mongft thefe crags and rocks confum'ft thy
prime,
Spending thy beauty, which will fade by time,
In folitudes, with beads that peopled are,
And not in cities, who can judge what's rare :
What (prethee) in thefe mountaines canft thou gain ?
Thy Beeves and Cowes (hall cenfure thee in vain,
Thou' art loft amongft them : it mould be thy pride,
(Richly arrayd) to feeke thee out a Bride,
No Shepherdefle or ruftick Damfell, fuch
As Ida in aboundance yeelds too much.
I would have thee finde out fome Grecian Queen,
Such as in Argos are, or Corinth feen,
Or in Lacena. Now I call to minde,
There's Spartan Hellen ; oh that thou couldft finde
And compafle her t : to thee I make confeftion,
Shee's yong and beautifull beyond expreffion,
Nay in all parts both outward and interior,
(Still view me) no way to this fhape inferior ;
And what above thefe mould inflame thy minde,
She is not coy, but affable and kinde :
Who had me feen, as I behold thee now
(All fortunes quite relinquimt) would, I vow,
As knowing no way to be better fped,
Fly to thine armes, thy bofome, and thy bed.
Perhaps of fuch an one you have heard tell.
Paris. Never, oh Venus, but you pleafe me well
254 Deorum Indicium. Dial. 18.
In her description : on : to whatfoe're
You fpeake of her, Tie give attentive eare.
Venus,- She was the childe of L<zda, than her
mother,
(Till flie outflript her) liv'd not fuch another.
For Lceda was loves Paramor, who then
To have of her fruition, like a fwan,
Downe fowfmg came from heaven, by whofe con-
greffion
Hellen, is loves owne daughter, by fucceflion.
Paris. Of what afpecl is (he ?
Venus. White without fpot ;
And needs (he mufl, being 'twixt two Swans begot :
That me is foft and tender, agrees well ;
Conceiv'd and born too in a fmooth white (hell ;
Naked me wreflles oft for exercife,
And from thefe games returnes with many a prife :
Sutors from all parts have come thronging to her,
And happy he could finde the grace to woo her.
Nay, fuch as have bin forc'd to go without her,
Not only threatned, but rais'd war about her.
Even Thefeus held her choice of all his bliffes,
Nor could he (lay till (he were ripe for kiffes,
But ravimt her yet yong : but when (he came
To a full feather, her unequal'd fame
Grew with her feature : then the Optimates,
Princes, and of the Argives the chiefe States
Solicited her Nuptials : the prime man
Was Menelaus the Pelopidan,
He wood and woon ; and yet if thou agree,
Her and her Dower I will confer on thee.
Paris. What's this you (peake ? will you your pains
imploy
To give me, whom another doth enioy ?
Venus. Is that a thing which difficult appeares ?
Thou art as yong in knowledge as in yeares.
I promife what I can performe with eafe.
Paris. Shew me the means how, and it well (hall
pleafe.
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Venus. Then thus : Thou fhalt a voyage vnder-
take
To travell through all populous Greece, and make
That thy defigne. Now when thou fhalt arrive
At Lacedemon, Helena will drive
To give thee welcome. What (hall then fucceed
Leave to my care, for thine it fhall not need.
Paris. But this appeares incredible to me,
Impoffible and meerly abfurd, that fhe
Should leave a husband, kingdome, and a Crowne,
Subjects and fervants, and all thefe her owne,
Forfaking land, to hazard the feas danger,
To follow me, a rude guefl and a (Iranger.
Venus. Be thou of courage ; for the fame intent
I have two lovely children mall be fent
Thy Guides and Captaines, who with all facilitie
Shall worke my ends : (&*//</ and Amabilitie)
Cupid (hall altogether undermine her,
And to thy felfe impulfively combine her.
With thee mall Amabilitie perfever,
At all occafions be about thee ever ;
By whofe infufion thou (halt be infpir'd
To' appeare to her much lovely, mod defir*d.
I will be prefent there, the more to friend thee,
And will entreat the Graces to attend thee,
Who (hall be thy companions ; all together,
What cannot we compell her to t and whether 1
Paris. And yet, faire Venus, I am (lill in doubt,
By what fafe means this may be brought about.
I love that Hellen, though as yet unknowne,
And (by what means I know not) I am growne
Inamor'd of her ; for beholding thee,
(O Venus) now me-thinks I Hellen fee.
Me-thinks for Greece I now am vnder faile,
In Sparta am fafe landed, and prevaile ;
That I behold her in her beauties pride,
And bring from thence a bright and glorious Bride.
Why, e're begin, do I applaud the end )
I grieve I acl, not what I apprehend.
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Venus. Be not too forward in thy love, I prethee,
But (oh thou fair'ft of Neat-heards) take me with
thee;
Doat not too foone, nor be thou over-fpeedy,
Till I my felfe thy Bride-bed have made ready,
Having firfl reconcil'd you : with condition
That I of this great prife may have fruition.
'Twill grace your mariage, when as Vidlreffe I
Shall prefent be at that Solemnitie,
And after all fuch bufie pain and toile,
Vnto my triumph adde thy glorious fpoile.
Do but thou make this golden Apple mine,
Shee with her love and bride-bed are all thine.
Paris. And yet perhaps when you have gain'd this
prife,
You may neglect, and me (a Swaine) defpife.
Venus. Shall I fweare to thee ?
Paris. No, it mail fuffice,
That you have pail your promife.
Venus. Heare rne then,
(O thou mofl faire and beautifull of men)
I vow, all lets and cavils fet afide,
This hand mall give thee Hellen for thy Bride ;
That from all future dangers 1'le defend thee,
And in thy journey carefully attend thee,
That (he mall follow thee, and proftitute
Both will and body to thine amorous fuite :
That I'le be there to fee how all things ftand,
And have in all thefe an amflant hand.
Paris. But will you bring along rankt in their
places
Cupid and Amabilitie^ with the Graces ?
Venus. Doubt not I will, and to make quick dif-
patch,
Defire and Hymen^ to conclude the match.
Paris. For thefe, and thefe alone, as fair'ft of all,
Venus, to thee I give the golden Ball.
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IVPITER and Io.
Argument
T O, of whom we next difcuffe,
\^ Daughter totti River Inachus,
{Thefairejl Nymph that liv'd that time,
As being in her youth and prime}
Was feen by love, lotfd, and comprejl.
Queen luno, Her, as of the reft,
Growne jealous o're, doth projetJ lay^
How in their /ports them to betray
"Whom to prevent (J know not how)
Hut love tranjhapes her to a Cow.
The Goddefje knowing how indeard
She was to him, comes to the Heard,
And begs this Heifer. He not dard
{However the requefl feem* d hard)
Her to deny. Shee's now her charge,
And nought her freedome can inlarge.
The pajfages that hence may grow.
The fequell will hereafter JJiow.
Enter 16, Daphne, with other Nymphs called Naiades, (a)
the Daughters of the Rivers neere adjacent.
Io.
fallin
Ere, Daphne, by your father Peneus
flreams
(Which falling from the top of Pindus (b) mount,
258 lupiter and lo.
Waters Hemonian Tempe) (c) let us fit,
All daughters to the Rivers flowing neere :
There old Apidanus fleales (murmuring) by ;
Next, Poplar-fhadowed Enipeus glides :
Not far, Amphrifus, sas, (d) and 'mongft thefe,
(Not leafl) my father, good old Inachus
Lifts up his reverend head, with frefh floures crown'd,
Prefcribing lawes and limits to his ftreams,
To bound them in their channels, curb their torrent,
Left in their pride they mould o'refwell their banks ;
Commanding them, through thoufand flrange indents
To pay his plenteous tribute to the feas.
Daphne. And how much are we bound vnto the
gods,
(Faire 16} to be Nymphs, not generated
From marifh Meares, nor yet from Handing Lakes,
From fedgy brooks, thick pooles, or mallow foords,
Nor yet from violent and robufluous feas.
Their waters keep a fmooth and gentle courfe,
Not mcv'd to fury by the warring windes ;
Nor when loud fluxes fall to fwell their bounds,
And make deep inundations on the meads :
Nor can the parching drought fo dry their fprings,
But that their channels keep a temperature :
Their modefl fhallowes ferve us for coole baths
In fummer time to play and wanton in :
Their depths, to bate our hookes with wormes and
flies,
Faftned to lines made of fmall twilled filke,
And fo betray the creatures of the floud.
Their chryftall waves are Myrrhors, in the which
We dreffe our heads, and put thefe curies in forme,
Sometimes fo cunningly, as if that Art
Had power to exceed Nature : and againe,
With careleffe, but fo curious a neglect,
As if meere Chance did antecede them both.
This makes us of the Satyrs fo admir'd,
And of the Faunes and Swaines fo much belov'd.
lo. Why, have you Sutors, Daphne ?
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Daphne. Befides fuch,
(For thefe my father, by whofe will I am fwayd)
Accounts as mean) of Gallants I have change ;
Both City and the Court
lo. But I may claim
Prioritie above all water Nymphs,
Nor can the Naiades compare with me ;
No, Daphne, not your felfe. The rurall Swaines,
They gather from thefe banks mellifluous floures,
And make you chaplets to adorn your brovves,
And fhadow your choice beauty from the Sun,
Nay thinke them coftly Prefents : but I'am one
To whom the gods themfelves have offred gifts.
Then before all the daughters of thefe flouds
I claim a juft precedence.
Daph. By what dream,
Or rather by what brain-ficke fantafie
Hath lo been deluded ?
lo. My apprehenfions
Are no weake fantoms to beguile the fence,
But reall, and in action ; with their form
They beare a being fub fiance.
Daph. Hath your Beauty
Had amongft men fuch long and ftrange neglect,
That lo would to colour fuch difgrace,
Accufe the gods of weakneffe ?
lo. Let earths Beauties
Cenfure of Earth, rneere terren as yours be,
And aime no further : the while this of myne
Shall be new queftion'd by the Powers Divine.
Daph. Now by what gods, for Heav'ns fake ?
lo. Not the meanefl,
Or fuch as we call under-deities,
As melancholy Saturn, (by his fon
Exil'd and banimt from the fupreme rule)
As PJmbus, a meere Vaflal to the earth,
And forc'd each naturall day to meafure heaven
As Neptune, Soveraign o're the Seas, to whom
Our tributary rivers hourely pay :
s 2
260 lupiter and lo.
As Mercury, though fon to love himfelfe,
No better than his Foot-boy or his Page,
Compeld at every fummons to his fpeed :
But of the potent Thunderer.
Daph. He of whom
You have learn'd to thunder thefe impoffible braves.
lo, I am afham'd. ,
lo. Yes, that your beauty 's
Compofed of the groffer elements,
Want that attra6lion to call love himfelfe
Down from his heavenly Fabrick, to behold
Vs in our eminence.
Daph. Strange wonder fure,
To looke vpon that face in which we Mortals,
And value it at bell, can nothing fpy,
Breed admiration in a Deity !
A noife of thunder. Enter lupiter in his glory, his
Trifull in his hand burning : at fight of whom
they Jland affrighted.
lo. Appeare, love, in thy glory, let them know
Ei, fham'd confeffe their fond furmifes vain,
And what it is, thy god-head to prophane.
Daph. Fly, fly, left we be thunder-ftrooke, away ;
Let's feeke our fafety, danger's in our ftay. Exit.
Iitp. Thou Daphne, who loves prefence now doft
fhun,
Swifter ere long malt from Apollo run.
But there lie that which makes us terrible,
Affrighting gods and men. lo to thee
In calmes I come, and Faire one make me proud,
To feale the love which I io long have vow'd.
lo. What feale ? what vow 1
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////. Both thou (halt finde imprefl
On thy fmooth cheeke, foft lip, and Ivory brefl.
lo. Forbeare to handle ; yet I never knew
A man fo bold and rude : Can gods difpence,
To teach us Women unknowne impudence ?
lup. Nay rather we folicit you to prove
What yet you have not tr/de, the fweets of love.
lo. Things that I would not learn.
lup. A Truant dill?
If you want art 7b, I can teach you skill :
Give me your hand, your lip : why thefe but are
The Prologue to a paftime much more rare.
Women by nature are ambitious, and
Long to know what they do not underfland.
I'le praclife you in that which you before
Ne're knew.
lo. In all this lip-fport ? or what more
Is in thefe kiffes meant ? I am fo dull,
lup. All thefe my Comment mall explain at full.
In vain you (Irive.
lo. Should I do ought fave well,
I were vndone, my fathers flouds would tell ;
Thefe are his banks, they'l blab : What mean you ?
fie;
They fwell above their bounds, only to fpie
And fee what we are doing. Pirn, away,
Such deeds of darknefle can you do by day ?
Befides, (hall I confent to what you mean,
Not all thefe filver drops can warn me clean.
lup. Where I doe (lain I can again make pure :
And that Day (hall not hinder us, be fure :
Arife you fogs and damps, your vapors gather,
To fhroud us both from luno and thy father.
lo. You make me blufh. A great damp arifcth.
lup. Thefe blulhes none (hall fee ;
Behold thefe mifls, to curtain us and thee.
lo. Well, when what mod you fue for, you have
won,
262 I^t,p^ter and lo.
My comfort is, I fee not what is done.
lup. And lo now I'le teach thee fports imtry'de,
In darkneffe beft a Virgins blufli to hide. Exeunt
Enter luno.
luno. Not in the heav'ns ? where then 1 In vain it
were
To fearch the feas ; the blew vein'd Nerece
And green hair'd Derides with all their brats,
Styl'd by the names of water goddeffes,
(Though Proftitutes to Neptune) 'mongfl them all
Yeeld not a face to pleafe his curious eye.
Where then ? The earth 1 I that, if any place,
Yeelds choice of tempting Beauties : Argos bred
A golden Danae, Thebes afforded an
Alcmena and a wanton Semele;
Pelagia, a Califio ; Sparta nurd
A fwan-like Lada, (Strumpets) of all which
I fought a fure, but found a vain reverige.
Why may not then Theflalian Tempe yeeld
Like fafcination, fince their impudence
Is more and more encourag'd by my wrongs :
Here then I make inquiry. The day 's cleare ;
Whence come thefe foggy myfts that choke the aire,
In fo ferene and bright an hemifphere ?
Aut ego faff or, aut ego ledar.
If from the earth, this fudden over-cafl
Would fmell of thicke and fuffocating damps :
If from the aire, or any fulph'rous fire,
It would be found by their caliditie.
If from the Rivers, or thefe moorifh fennes,
Humiditie would tell us whence they were.
No, thefe are forc'd, and by fome god-like power,
Created for a more peculiar ufe :
And now my jealoufie mod truly prompts me,
'Tis fome illufion, made to blinde myne eies
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From a new injury ; which if I finde,
On this one Strumpet I will ftudy more,
Than all that have my vengeance fcap'd before. Exit.
Enter lupiter, and lo transformed into a Cow..
Jup. The clamorous Queen 's defcended from the
Spheres,
To finde the caufe of this illufive Fog :
But lo I have fo tranfhap'd thee now.
That (he by no means can difcover thee ;
And in that confidence Tie front her boldly.
fun. Jove heare ? my jeloufies are then not vain,
Howe're I'le give him gentle entertaine,
Concealing what's within.
lup. My lovely luno ?
lun. My Brother and my Husband lupiter ?
lup. What make you here on earth ?
Jun. What other reafon,
But that I mid my foveraign Lord in heaven ;
And then I yoakt my Peacocks, to their bills
Ty'd filken bridles, and in my light chariot
Made of fine gold, and deckt with Eflrich plumes,
Defcended as you fee. But what affaire
(Might luno be lo bold to aske her Lord)
Detaines you now in Tempe ?
Jup. Though it fits not
Your Sex to aske a thing that ill befeemes,
Or pry into the counfels of the gods ;
Yet thus much I'le refolve you ? I came downe
To cenfure here fome caufes amongfl men,
And fet things crooked upright.
Jun. Now I fpy
That which hath drawne him headlong from the
sky,
And I will make th' Adulterer himfelfe
Author of my iuft vengeance.
lup. Thou once gon, Spoken afide.
She were again tranfhap'd, and we both one.
264 lupiter and lo.
Sweet luno will you once more mount your Chariot,
And keep your ftate above : My defignes ended,
I will not long be from you.
lun. My craft now
Shall match his cunning ; if there be in me
A godhead, I have caft her deftiny.
Deare loving Lord, fmce 'twas my kindeneffe drew
me
To fee vnto your fafety (though I know
The Deities in every place fecure)
1 Give me fome gift on earth, that I in heaven
May applaud your royall bounty.
lup. Be it bred
Beneath the Moon, 'tis my Saturnicfs.
lun. I have not feen fo fweet and lovely a
Beaft
White without fpot or ftain ; Is (he of the herd
Belonging to thefe Medowes?
lup. She is, no doubt.
Why doth my Iimo aske ?
Jun. To make her myne.
lup. A gift too fmall for yuno to entreat,
Or love to grant \ Demand fome greater boon*
lun. This Cow or nothing.
lup. Shee's not for thy ufe :
What would my Love do with her ?
hm. Only this,,
(Being above the reft moll beautifull)
To facrifice her to your Deity* (lupiter Marts.)
lup. Not for the triple world : What was it,
Sweet,
That you of me demanded ?
luno. Now to know (A/lde)
What put you in this feare ? Nay I have beg'd,
And muft not be deny'd. And have I found you ?
lup. In what a ftreight am I ? her to betray,
And give her up into her enemies hand,
In man would prove a iavage cruelty,
Much more in us : and to deny a gift
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Appearing of fo fmall a confequence,
Would but augment her too much jeloufie,
And open that which is as yet conceal'd.
luno. What hope have I to enioy greater things,
That am deny'd a trifle ?
lup. Say I will not, (Afide)
And give no reafon ; it may then appeare,
This Heifer to be no fuch as me feems.
Well, me is yours ; but how will you difpofe her ?
Inn. So carefully, becaufe (he is your gift,
My feruant Argus with a hundred eyes
Shall guard her from all dangers.
lup. 'Tis enough,
In that, to us you (hall exprefle your love.
But prove he to her churlifh or vnkinde, (Afide.
There's one, at once his hundred eies (hall blind.
So, (he is now your charge. Exit.
Jun. And being myne,
I'le teach bafe Earth to injure what's divine.
Where is my feruant Argus *\
Enter Argus with a hundred eyes.
Argus. Who's that calls ?
The facred goddeffe luno ? What new fervice
Will you command your vaflal 1
Jim. Tak't in briefe ;
Beholdft thou This ? This ? This no matter what,
Not worth a name ; only a thing I loath ;
Out on thee : But Tie fpare my railing words,
To exprelTe my hate in action.
Arg. What's the caufe
The poore bead trembles thus 1
Jun. A Bead indeed :
Like fuch (he (hall be us'd ; behold her, Argus
Are thefe lips fitting for a god to kiffe ?
Thefe hoofes apt palms to gripe ? thefe teats fit pil-
lowes ?
On which a Deity mould bred himfelfe ?
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Thefe, eyes to tempt 1 or this an hide to touch ?
Thefe homes ? (oh me) in myne owne heraldry
She mocks me without blulhmg.
Argus. In all this
How will you ufe my fervice ?
luno. As a Spy :
An hundred eyes thou haft, of all which number
I will allow thee two to deep by turnes ;
The reft to watch this Strumpet ; and of all,
But two to winke, the reft to gaze at full :
Behinde thee thou haft eyes, both fides, before ;
Which way foe're thou turnft fhee's in thy view.
" A thoufand he had need, all piercing bright,
" To watch a Lover from his choice delight.
Arg. And is this all 1
luno. Something I had forgot :
Thou art an Herdfman, Argus, and thou know'ft
To tame vnruly cattell ; (he is fuch :
In fome unworthy halter binde her neck,
For fuch a Beauty the fitft Carkanet.
Her browfing be the Brakes and bitter couche,
For dainties feed her with the fourefl herbs ;
Lead her through briers & brambles, which may
fcratch
Her itching skin even till her foft fides bleed,
Raife vp the mud in cleare fprings when me drinks,
Keep her from fhadow, in the parching Sun,
Till fhe be flung with horfe flies, and the brees :
Let her not reft but where the ground's flill bare ;
Feather her bed with thirties and fharp thornes ;
And for her footing chufe the barren paths
Strow'd with loofe pointed flints to gall her hoofes.
Argus farewell, I leave her to thy truft,
A fweet revenge for her infatiate luft. Exit.
Argus. Drawing this piece of Beafts flefh thus
along,
Me-thinks I looke like Lybian Hercules
Leading the Dog of hell : nay I mall fit her
According to my charge, and I will keep thee
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(Calfe with the white face) fafe enough from bulling,
The longed day that I haue eye to fee.
What do you hang an arfe ? Ptrow, come along,
I'le leade you to bare feeding, and finde fallets
To take downe your full flanks and thefe plump
cheeks.
Along, Tie watch thee well enough from (hrinking
Necke out of collar. Nay, on ; thou (halt finde,
Though my face from thee, I have eyes behinde.
Exit.
Enter Inachus the father of lo, Peneus, Appidanus,
Amphriius, (all Riuers) Daphne, and the other
Nymphs, &>c.
Inachus. Speak not to me of comfort, yo's loft !
Had me mifcarried on the earth, her body
Would have given inftance of her timelefle fate :
Or had me been by favage beads devour'd,
Her garments ftain'd with bloud would tell her
death.
Had (he in myne or thefe my neighbour floods
Perifht, they would have borne her gently vp,
And cad her on fome banke for buriall.
Peneus. Deare Inachus do not torment your felfe,
Nothing fo loft, but may be found at length :
For hauing feen no token of her death,
There's of her life fome hope.
Amphr. Behold, Amprhifus,
With this your antient neghbour Appidan,
Peneus and others, as we moane your lofle,
So in our pitty come to comfort you.
Appid. O, brackim not your waters with your
teares,
That yet run pure and frefh ; but be of comfort.
Inach. In vain you fpeake of what you cannot give,
As I in vaine lament myne Ids lode.
268 lupiter and lo.
Enter Argus leading in lo.
Arg. How now, curft Cow 1 What, ftart you at
that name ?
I'le make your long homes fhorter.
Jnac. lo, where 1
If under earth, I'le fend my fprings in fearch
As low as to the Centre. Io y where 1
If fnatcht vp in the aire, like dew exhal'd,
With eyes fixt vpward I will flill thus gaze,
Till from the bofome of fome gentle cloud,
Thou drop into rnyne armes. Faire lo, where ?
Arg. I thinke the beaft hath breezes in her taile,
She cannot keepe her flill.
Inach. But flay, what's hee
That leads the fairefl Heifer tether'd fad,
That e're drunke of my ftreames ; for Ids fake
I loue all creatures that are beautifull.
Arg. How now you Harlatry 1
Inach. Thou churlifh heardfman,
I know thee, Argus, jealous lunds Spy,
Why canfl thou be fo fierce to one fo faire ?
Arg. What's that to thee, or any of you all.
Pen. Amongfl all creatures Nature ever made,
Some to haue native beauty 'bove the reft,
Commanding foft affection, this is fuch.
Arg. With all myne eyes I fpy no difference,
But love all beafls as beafls.
Inach. The more beafl thou.
Pen. But why mould this, the fairefl of all heards,
Caft fuch a pitteous moving eye on you,
As wooing your acquaintance 1
Inach* And 'tis true,
Where ere I go, her fad eye followes me,
So me too, did not Argus keepe her backe :
See, fee, how gently me endures my touch,
And makes an offer (had fhee power) to fpeake.
Heare, take thefe floures, and now me kifl myne
hand,
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Whilefl pittebus teares drop down her tender cheeks,
What fhould I fay ? poor beaft I pitty thee,
And all the good I can do is to grieve,
Th' haft fuch a churlifh Keeper.
Pen. Inachus, I feare
There's fomething greater in't.
Inach. What greater can be,
VnlefTe there live fome vnderftanding fpirit
In this irrationall and favage fhape :
What wouldft thou have, that in this beftiall figure
Beg'ft humane pitty ? what intends (he, thinke you,
By pawing on the ground ? Obferve her, brethren,
It feemes (he hath writ fomthing in the dud,
And fee, two letters are imprinted faire,
As if it were my Ids Character,
And here I reade To.
Pen. lo : and fee,
In every (lep (he hath trod, that word imprefl.
Inach. This (he 1 whom I fo long in vain have
fought,
Through forrefls, groves, and mountaines, fields &
floods ?
This (he, whom I in finding (hall mod lofe ?
miferable wretched Inachus,
More miferable fo, thus transform'd :
1 terme thee lovely, till I knew thee fuch ;
But when thy former beauty I record,
Thou ougly art, mifhap'd, and terrible.
Can the gods fufier this 1
Arg. Leave this your howling.
Forbeare, or in this cord I leade her forth,
He (Irangle her. Dare not to follow me,
There's danger in me both waies ; (he (hall perifh,
And you muft bleed. Come, Minion we will clime
Yon craggy montain top, a profpecl fit
For Argus only, who (not moving) can
Behold at once from whence the foure winds blow,
And there with her I'le like a Beacon (land.
To -watch and to give warning. Will you drive ?
I fay purfuc me not, for if you do,
270 lupiter and To.
lie make her fare, and you repent it too.
Why ptrow there. Exeunt Argos and lo.
Atnph. With what a pitteous action, wailing
tongue,
She gave a loving, but a loath farewell.
Apid. But that the high Powers are not limit-
able,
Who would beleeve this wonder poffible.
Pen. We muft not queftion what the gods can do,
Yet in th' extremitie of all extremes,
And worft of bads, defpaire not, Inachus.
Inach. How eafie 'tis for thofe that taft not griefe,
Bid others be of comfort.
Amph. Reverend Sir,
Inach. There is no reverence due : not to the
gods,
If this be feen and fuffer'd : O my 70,
With acclamations I will fill the Meades :
In Head of prayers, He execrate and curfe,
And to the burthen of myne untun'd fhreeks
The rocks and caves mail echo to thy name.
* Pen. But Inachus.
Inach. But when your Chanels fwell,
You can have dammes and fluces to difcharge
Superfluous water, left your torrents rage ;
And will you bar the conduits of myne eies
To eafe the flux of my furcharged heart ?
My care was, Iff, to provide a man
To be thine husband : but I now muft finde
One of the bellowing heard to cal me fonne :
To have fome pretty infant draw thy brefl,
But now muft fome py'de urchin fucke thy teats.
But that I am immortall, and the dores
And gate to death againft me are debar'd,
I'de weepe my felfe to nothing, and this Beeing
Scatter amongft my flouds, that mixt with them,
They might (in leffe than drops) amongft their waves,
Convey me to the all-devouring feas,
To mix my brine with his, and be fo loft ;
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And loft, forgotten : But I am flill the fame,
And Io, I'le ftill call vpon thy name. Exeunt.
Enter lupiter and Mercury.
lupit. How am I mov'd with Inachus exclaimes ?
Why are the eares of gods kept open ftill,
But firft to heare, then pitty ? haft thou not, Mercury ',
Scene Id's teares ? Perceiv'd her fcalding fighs,
And even thus far heard her fufpires and grones,
Tortur'd beneath that Neatherd churlifti groome,
More favage than the beafts he feeds ?
Merc. I have.
hip. How oft hath (he, thinking to heave her
hands
For divine pitty ; when me fpy'de her hoofes
Caft them to th' earth, with them her head with
fhame,
And bellowing when me would complain her griefe,
Started at her owne found ?
How oft, when grazing on her fathers banks,
(Thefe fruitfull banks on which me vs'd to fport)
Offring to drinke, when in his Cryftall ftreams,
In which fo often me with pride hath lookt,
On her white brow, red cheeke, and golden curies :
Now when (he fpies thofe lips a god hath kift,
Stretcht to fo vaft a widenefle, penthous'd o're
With inlarg'd nofthrils ; looking on thofe eyes,
(In which 'twas once my fole delight to looke)
To fee them broad and glaring ; her cleare brow
Late deckt with fhining jewels, preft with homes.
How oft hath fhe (more frighted than afham'd)
Thought, from her felfe, in vaine, to hide her felfe 1
Merc. This can you fee ? not ftudy how to helpe ?
lup. I do, and will, by thyne aid, Mercury,
Hye therefore to the top of Pindus mount,
(There Argus keepes his watch) in fome difguife ;
Thy Caduceus and thy wings layd by,
272 lupiter and lo.
Finde with the Have fome conference, till by cun-
ning
Thou charm'ft his waking eies, and being faft,
Cut off his head, .and with one blow extinguifh
So many lights at once.
Merc. Great love I will :
But thus condition'd, you will interpofe
Your awfull power 'twixt me and lunrfs hate.
fup. Prefume th' art fafe in vs.
Merc. Then Argus dies ;
One fatal ftroke mall fhut an hundred eies. Exit.
Enter Argus leading lo in an halter.
Argus. How doft thou like thyne ufage, madam
Cow\
Your lodging and your dyet ? How dofl thinke
This hempen chaine becomes thee ? Will you fee
Your fweet face in the riuer once againe 1
Or how doth your faire beaflfhip feele your felfe 1
Wouldft thou not haue fome Bulchin from the herd
To phyficke thee of this venereall itch ?
If not, I'le fee what Nettles muddy ftreams,
Couch-graffe and weeds, thornes, briers, & flints can
do.
Thefe failing, here's a goad to prick your fides.
If all thefe medicines will not tame your luft,
I'le mufler new inventions. Nay, I know
You looke for pitty, but it lives not here.
In this high watch-tower ftand I fentinel,
To fpy who comes and goes. I am made thy gardian,
lie gard thee both from danger and from reft ;
'Twas in thy hearing, lunds late beheft.
Enter Mercury like a yong formal Shepheard.
Merc, This fhape may prove fufpedllefle, and the
fitteil
To cloud a godhead in ; my plumed hat
hipiter and lo. 273
And fether'd fandals, by the which I am knowne,
1 have left at foot of this defcending hill :
My fnaky Rod I have to this fheephooke turn'd.
Accommodated thus, to Argus now,
Ariflors fonne : behooves him keepe good watch,
Whom Mercury (loves fon) intends to catch.
But Many-eyes have fpy'de me.
Arg. How now fhepheard,
There's none who in that fimple mape or name
Needs treafon feare. Should any come prepaid
For mifchiefe, I have lights about me mine
Sufficient to prevent it : but thou feem'fl
None of fuch ranke. Come fit by me and talke.
Merc. The fervant to the great Saturnia
Doth me no common grace.
Arg. Thou know'fl me then ?
Merc. What fhepheard but not only knowes your
name,
But feares your ftrength ?
Arg. Nay fit (by me th' art fafe)
And tell fome pretty tales to make me langh :
I have not long been merry.
Mrec. Firft. refolve me ;
Is that faire heifer of fome neighbour herd,
You drag thus in an halter ?
Arg. Shee's my charge,
A witty Brute, a mod ingenious bead,
A very apprehenfiue Animal,
That can do tricks : me hath been taught, I tell
thee,
To write and reade.
Merc. Argus, not poflible.
Argus. 'Tis as I faid before : but having her,
Some pretty tale, I prethee.
Merc. But what if
Some goddeffe mould live in this fhape difguis'd,
To whom you are fo churlifh. I could tell you
A (lory to that end.
Arg. Such toyes I love.
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274 lupiter and lo.
Merc. Thus the Pierides (e) report : The Gyants
Affembled and made war againft the gods,
Heapt Offa upon Pelion, Caucafus
Vpon Pernaffus, Pindus above them ;
Hill upon mountain, mountain vpon hill,
Till they had made a fcale that reacht to heaven,
The conflict then began : the monftrous Typhon
Was Captain of the Gyants : Of the gods
Great love. Archduke. The Generals met and
fought.
In briefe (to cut off circumftance) the earth
Prevaild 'gainft heauen. The gods are forc't to fly :
love, chac'd by Typhon into Egypt, chang'd
Himfelfe into a Ram : Apollo, frighted,
Turnes to a Crow, Bacchus into a Goat,
Juno a Cow, Diana to a Cat ;
Venus into a Fifh, and tooke the fea ;
Mars to a Pigmy, left he mould be knowne :
And Mercury, fyrnam'd the crafty god,
Into a Fox.
Ar%. A Fox 1 But I would meet
That craft which could beguile Argus bright eyes.
Proceed, proceed, good fhepheard.
Merc. Why may not then
Some goddeffe be included in this fhape ?
Arg. A goddefle, faift thou ? thinke me equaH
then
With one of thefe huge Gyants, if not greater,
That have the power and potencie to leade
A god-head in a firing. But ha, what mufick
Muficke,
Was that ftrooke vp ? 'Twas fweet and delicat,
Nor have I heard the like.
Merc. My fellow fhepheards
Behinde that rocke (from whence an echo growes)
For the more grace have chus'd that place as fitteft,
Preft to beftow their cunning vpon you,
Whom they have heard, much tyr'd with watching
long.
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Arg. And fliall we have fome merry Madrigall
To patTe away the time with ?
Merc. What you pleafe.
Arg. I faine would know how firR thefe Pipes
came up,
That make this dainty muficke ?
Merc. FirR from Pan
The god of Shepheards. In the memory
Of the Nymph Syrinx, (/) Muficke Rrike and tell,
How in th' Arcadian plaines- it once befell.
S
Mercuries Song.
Ilrinx, one of Dian's traine,
Hunting with her on the plaine,
Arnid alike withJJiafts and bow ;
Each from other would you know ?
Which from which could not be told,
Saue ones was hortie,the others gold.
Arg. Hey ho ; very fine muficke I promife you.
Merc. Now it begins to worke.
Pan hefeeshimfelfe makes fine.
In his cap he pricks a Pine :
Now growes careleffe of his heard,
Sits by brookts to prune his beard,
Meets her, and hath minde to wooe,
Much hefpeakes, and more would doe.
Arg. "Fis pleafing, but it makes me melancholy,
And drowfie too withall.
Merc. 'Twill do anon. Afide.
Still heprofers, /he denies ;
He purfues (for Syrinxyfoy.)
Paft her knees her coats vpflew,
He would faine fee fomething new :
By the leg and thigh he guejl
(It fames) the vertue of the reft.
Arg. Were it not for my charge I'de take a nap
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276 lupiter and lo.
Merc. This addes wings vnto his pace,
The go ale for which he. is in chace.
She addes feathers to her f peed :
Now it was no more than need.
Almoft caught, Alasjhe cries,
Some chajle god my JJiape difguife.
Arg. The reft may fleepe fecure, fo I can keepe
But two eyes waking.
Merc. Here's a charme for them.
Laedon heares, and girts her roiind,
Spies a reed that makes fweet found :
Such is Syrinx. Wondring Pan
Puts it to his mouth anon :
Yet Syrinx thou are myne he f aid,
Andfo of her his firft pipe made.
My charm hath tooke effect ; with thefe thyne eyes
Take thy lafl fleepe, thou haft not one to fee ;
My taske is done, and Jo thou now free.
Cuts off his head. Exit.
Enter luno.
luno. The dying groans of Argus call'd me
down,
To know what of his luftre is become.
What, all extinct ? and is no memorie
Extant of their knowne brightneffe ? hath one night
(Whofe nature mould be to be proud of flars)
Shut at one time an hundred 1 nay at once ?
Should euery piece of time deprive fo many,
How fhortly would thefe lights innumerable
Be vanifht into nothing ? But deare Argus,
That all may know thou hadft a louing miftrefle,
Grieuing thou mouldft thus perim for her fake ;
And that thefe eies (now blinde) in after-times
May giue a light to perpetuitie,
And memorize thy name, thy faith and fall,
Thy hundred eyes (who waft for luno flain)
I will tranfport into my Peacocks traine ;
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Whilft fuch a bird hath breeding, and can bee,
Her painted feathers mall remember thee.
Enter lupiter and Mercury.
Jup. And whileft an heifer grafeth on the
plaine,
lo, her hoofe (hall flill imprint thy name.
My luno are we friends 1 Let her long divorce,
My faire intreats, with Inachus exclaimes
Invoke thy love and pitty, by my life.
luno. You vfe me like a fitter, not a wife,
My bed is flill fo empty.
lup. Now by Styx, (g)
An oath no god was ever knowne to breake,
Signe her releafe, flie fhall hereafter be
To love as a meere ftranger.
luno. Since by that you fweare,
What's pad is loft, it cuts off future feare,
Saving my quarrell, Mercury^ to you.
Merc. Madam, I did your feruant no great wrong,
Save teaching him to relilh a new fong.
Juno. Where jars are mediated, vain it were
Call injuries in queftion. As with lupiter,
With you we are atton'd.
lup. Now Mercury,
Since luno is appeas'd, fetch lo hither,
In her owne native beauty, whom we will
Reftore vnto her father.
Men. Sir I mall
Enter Inachus with the other Riuers, &c.
Inach. O lupiter ! oh luno \
lup. Inachus,
Surceafe exclaimes, thy prayers have had accefle,
Thy teares been pittied, and thy lofie bemoau'd ;
Argus is flain, and faire Saturnia pleas'd,
And lo to her priiline fhape reiior'd.
278 lupiter and lo.
Enter Mercury with lo.
Inach. Thanks you immortall gods.
Merc. No fooner was this mighty Queene ap-
peas'd,
But the rough haire dropt from her tender skin,
Her homes fell off, her eies appeard to mine
In a leffe orbe, her mouth and lips contradled
Both into compafie, and their native fweetnefie,
Her moulders are reftor'd, fingers and hands;
Her parted hoofe diuided into five,
Now with two feet contented, for on them
She ftraightway flood ere6l, and of a Cow,
Save whiteneffe, nought retaining, and even yet
She feares to fpeake, left fhe in ftead of words
Should bellow forth her minde.
Jo. Yet will I dare
To give my father greeting.
Inach. Oh my childe.
luno. I am ftill jealous of that face : What's he
That makes but a mean fport of wedlocks breach,
But thinkes to violate an oath no fin,
Though calling teftates all the Stygian gods ?
Great King and Lord, Brother and Husband too,
If I be worthy of thofe attributes
Your felf have daignd, and all the gods approve,
Grant me a fecond boon.
lup. For thy remifnefle
In Ids late affliction, fpeake, 'tis granted.
luno. Then from thefe fields of Tempe banifh
her,
As far as into Egypt.
Inach. From her father ?
lup. Be you pleas'd,
And luno mail, I hope, be fatisfied.
/<?, you (hall to Egypt be confined,
Be that your punifhment for lunrfs hate :
Which executed you mall tafte our love*
In Egypt held a goddefle thou malt be,
hipiter and lo.
279
Ador'd and worflript in thine heifers fhape ;
Oblations fhall be daily offer'd thee,
And Incenfe burnt to thy divinitie,
And this for ever. luno, in vain you farrow,
loves word is pad, and cannot be revok'd.
And now with this one Maxim we conclude ;
Where lufl is punifht, though the bloud be tainted,
It (after fuch long Penance) may be fainted.
Exeunt.
FINIS.
Annotations upon hipiter and lo.
(a) "NT Aaiades, were Nymphs or Fayries of the wells, and foun-
1>1 taines.
(b) Pint/us, was a mountaine in Theflaly, facred to Apollo and
the Mufes, &c.
(c) Heinonian Tempe. Tempe was a pleafant valley flourifhing
with trees, herbes, and flowers, fcituate in Theflaly at the foot of
the hill He-tuns. It was much celebrated by the Mufes, as lying
betwixt Offa and Olympus. The River Peneus, Larifa, and the
./Egean Sea, &c.
(d) Spaerchius, a River whofe banks were round befet with
Poplar trees, and therefore called Populifer, Enipceus,
Apidantis y Amphifns, and sas, cfc. only the names of Rivers,
whofe currents and chanels were famous in thofe parts of
Greece : for your better fatisfa<5lion, I refer you to Ovid his
Metamorph. lib. I. upon the fame argument
(e) Pier ides, were the Mufes, fo called from Pierrts, or elfe a
mountaine of Greece of that name : this Pierus had nine daugh-
ters, who contended with the Mufes in finging, and being van-
quiftied by them, were transformed into chattering Pyes : in
glory of which victory the Mufes would be called by their
names.
(f) Syrinx, an Arcadian Nymph, who flying from the em-
braces of Pan, the god of the Shepheards, at her interceffion to
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the gods changed into a Reed, her prayer being to preferve her
virginity.
(g) Styx, a certaine well in Arcadia, the water of which is fo
cold and venemous, that whofoever drinketh thereof immediatly
clyeth. It eateth and wafteth yron or brafle, neither can it be
contained in any thing, but the hoof of a Mule ; fome fay Alex-
ander the Great was poifoned with the water of this river, by
Antipater, at the perfuafion of Ari/lotle, the great Philofopher,
and Tutor to Alexander. The Poets feigne it to be a river in hell,
and fo facretl to the gods, that if any of them fweare by it, and
breake his oath, he fhall be deprived of his godhead, and drinke
no Nectar for an hundred yeares after.
28 1
APOLLO and DAPHNE.
The Argument.
AFter many a louing greeting.
Mars and Venus point a meeting ;
And that Vulcan might not haue
Leajl note thereof, they chiife a Cave
Obfcure and darke, to which they truft,
Intending there to fate their luft.
But when themfeluts mojlfafe they thinke,
The rifing Sun pries through a chinke,
Sees all, and what heefecs dif covers
To Vulcan, touching thefe two Lovers.
Ttt inraged Smith, taking foule fcorne
To be affronted with the home,
Provides for them a fubtill ginne,
In hope to take t/iem both therein.
His plot pre~caifd, and now being fiery
In iujl revenge, by flrift inquiry,
To jinde where thefe by cufiome met,
He by his art contrives a Net,
More fine than is the Spiders thred,
And yet of wire ; which hefofpred
About the place, all things compaft
So well he tooke them in the aft :
And then doth all the gods invite,
Who came at once to vitw that fight.
282 Apollo and Daphne.
Some jeered, fome pitty'd their dif grace,
One wi/Jit himfelfc in Mars his place.
Yet for all this, the churli/h Sir
So kept them that they could not flir.
Mars chafes and threats, andftrugling keeps
But Venus bliifties firfl, then weeps.
And when the gods could laugh no more y
Then Vulcan freed them, not before.
Now Venus knowing all this done
Was firft dif covered by the Sun ;
Againft him open war proclaimes,
And at him her revenge JJie aimes :
Cupid foe vfeth as her inftrument.
And thafs of our Sccene thefole argument.
Enter the riuer Peneus the father of Daphne, Daphne,
Amphrifus and Apidanus two Riuers that were
Suiters unto her; two Nymphs Attendants on
Daphne.
Peneus. \ T 7 Hy lovely Daphne, will you lofe
VV y ur Youth,
And let your bed houres paffe you 1 Well you know,
Beautie's a Floure, which not being cropt in time,
Soone withers on the ftalke, and then (alas)
Will neither ferve for vfe nor ornament.
You owe me fweet grand-children, pretty babes,
Even for your birth you do : it is a debt
That I would fee difcharg'd : I to my parents
Paid it in thee ; it is a Bond ftands firme,
'Till canceld in thy fweet pofteritie.
See, I have brought thee Suitors, choife ones too,
Two noble Rivers, both rending neere,
Amphrifus, and ftill flowing Appidane,
Yong, and of means, both adlive and of flrength
To wreflle againil barrenneffe, and give
The hugge the foile. Being dead, I live in thee :
Apollo and Daphne. 283
Live thou too in thine iffue ; fo fucceflively
Our Line and memory fliall never perifh,
But lafl as long as Time.
Amph. Your father (Daphne]
Counfels with Judgement, and this argument
I could by many reafons amplifie.
As, That without fuccefTion (one age pad)
Mankinde mould ceafe to be. O what a punifhment
Deferve they from the gods, that would dedroy
So glorious a creation, and to leave
So wonderfull a fabricke as the world is,
To no admirers ?
Appid. Save the Plants and Beads ;
And what can they didinguifh 1
Pen. Therefore, Daughter
Make vfe of time : a feafon being pad,
Can never be recall'd, no, not a moneth.
A moneth ? no day, no houre, no minute can :
Therefore make ufe of opportunitie
Which throwes it felfe vpon thee : but being
dreightned,
Will after prove a dranger ; the lead in dan t
By long repentance cannot be redeem'd.
Daphne. To you I bow in duty, as to a father ;
And thefe affront in noble courtefie,
Not wronging him, to (hew my breeding bafe,
Scoffing your profer'd love with womanifh fcorne.
His counfels, your perfuafions, I commend,
Knowing both fitting, were they feafonable.
That Maids diould love men I am not ignorant,
Or that the breeding world mould dill encreafe ;
That Progenie mould reach from age to age,
And that the gods make 't a neceflitie,
To have all their miraculous works admir'd :
All this I know ; but
Amph. I'le proceed : But what
Can you produce againd this 1
Daph. Heare me out :
But when I in my bed confiderat thoughts
284 Apollo and Daphne.
Ponder my youth, and what it is to loue ;
That vowes are tyes not eafie to be loos'd,
And that the fmalleft finger can pluck on
What not the hand and arme can well put off:
That Mariage is a Maze, which enter' d in,
The line is fnatcht thence which fhould guide us out.
Ere hazard then that vnknowne labyrinth,
Much blame me not to paufe.
Pen. What needft thou feare 1
Fond timerous Girle> did not thy mother this
Long time before thee ?
Appid. Nay, hereafter too
May not your daughter do fo ?
Daph. Tie refolve you
That, when I have a daughter of my yeares,
And tutor'd by her mother.
Amph. Excellent Nymph,
Thefe are evafions meere vnneceffarie ;
We know you to be ripe, and our felves grown,
Betwixt us is equalitie in ft ate,
And paritie in yeares : nor is our courfe
Irregular or indirect, we come
Admitted by your father, as a way
Plain, and not interdicted : nor is our fuit
So far with cradle it may childifh feem;
Nor fo old, to appeare decrepit : we are two
Rivals, yet friends ; fo you chufe one of either,
Even he that is delpis'd reds fatisfied,
Nor is our love divided.
Daph. I commend you :
There is of you leffe danger, and lead feare
That you mould die of love ; when both of you
Come with like premeditation to difgeft
A rigorous anfwer.
Appid. Pray what mould we do ?
Our fervice we have ofter'd equally :
The world is wide, and if we {peed not here,
We mufl provide us elfewhere.
Daph. Worthy friends,
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To be mod plain, to me mod pleating is :
Then take as plain an anfwer ; I confefle me
(VVeake as I am) vnworthy of your love.
And yet not fo low pris'd, but have bin courted
Both by as great and good. Nor can you blame me,
If I in adding to your worths, (hall fpare
From mine, in the lead, kinde to derogate.
To you then, as my equals, I entreat ;
Or if you (hall deny me, Daphne then
Proclaimes it as her will. I mud retyre me
For fome few moneths, in them to meditate
What mariage is, and truly dudy man,
(A booke in which I yet have truanted.)
Now, if I in my more maturitie,
And after fome ceflation of your fuits,
Can ground this Maxime, Man is worthy us,
And we of him ; wee'l breviat your long motions
Within a few Ihort termes.
Amph. You fpeake but reafon :
And fo long wee'l attend you.
Appid. Mod fit, that fuch as bargain for their
lives,
Should reade us o're and o're, before they fet
Their hands to that Indenture. We are pleas'd.
Daph. And I that you are fo. Nor can my father
At this be difcontented.
Pen. Not I, Childe ;
I would not hurry on my ioyes too fad,
Having fuch hope of them. And yet, fvveet Daphne,
The more thou hads their harveds,,the ripe crop
Shall be to them more welcome. For this time
'Tis bed to leave her to her privacie :
More leifure that me hath to meditate,
Lefle time you have in which to be refolv'd,
Twill fhorten expectation.
Amph. May thefe houres
That adde vnto your yeares, dill as you grow,
Increafe toward us your love.
Appid. Friend you pray well,
286 Apollo and Daphne.
And in that hope I take a loving leave,
By kifling your faire hand. Exit.
Daph. You underftand a curtefie as well,
Once being done, as fhe that knowes to do 't.
Farewell. Where be my maids'?
1 Nymph. My Lady, at hand.
Daph. Doth either of you know what this love is,
That men fo much affect it *?
2 Nymph. Truft me, not I } I never lookt fo far
into man ; and mod fure I am, man never yet
entred fo farre into me, that I mould know how to
define it. But can you tell the reafon why this little
god is ftill portraid like a childe ?
Daph. I think, becaufe that dotage which he
breeds
Only belongs to children.
1 Nymph. But why naked 1
Daph. Either t' affright the Modefl ; or to fuch
As vow to him, to expreffe their impudence.
2 Nymph. But why with bow and arrowes ?
Daph. That denotes
Inconftancie, becaufe the fhafts of love
Are ever (hot at random.
1 Nymph. Wherefore hoodwinkt ?
Daph. Howe're his fhafts are aim'd, it fhewes
his kinde,
Becaufe they flrike the eies of Reafon blinde.
2 Nymp. Then am I with Love quite out of
love, becaufe at thefe yeres I mould be loath to
have one to lead me.
Daph. Yet do I love the beauty of the fpring,
To lillen to the birds, with various layes
To welcome in his comming. I affect
The pride and warmth of Summer, to behold
Aboundant Autumne poure his harvefl forth
In plenteous fheafes ; to fee the preffes bleed
A flowing vintage. But I mod admire
The glory of the Sun who comforts thefe :
For without him, what were the earth ? what heaven 1
Apollo and Daphne. 287
If all were darknefle, who mould then difcerne
The lullre of the one or of the other,
The frcfli fertilitie proudly adorn'd
With choife and change of all difcolour'd floures?
More than a cas'd up Jewell, what were Beauty,
Without the Sun to give a brightnefle to 't ?
What's ornament, without the Sun to iudge it 1
What to be faire or foule, without the Sun,
To cenfure and diftinguifh which is bed 1
The Sun's the deity which I adore.
Here then upon this verdure call your felves,
And reft a while ; not long 'tis e're he will
In all his glory mount the Eaftern hill.
They lay themfelues downe^ then enter Venus
and Cupid.
Venus. Here on the top of the mount Ericine
Ambufh thy felfe, (a place (acred to me)
Where thou mayft boldly front the god of Light,
Who hath by this already chac'd hence night.
Tie leave thee now : ftrike, but ftrike home, my fon,
I'le in thefe (hades abfent me whim 'tis done.
Cupid. He mocks my bow, but P/iabus foon
(hall finde
Cupid hath power to ftrike the Sun-god blinde.
Enter Apollo with his glittering beames.
Apollo. The ftars are frighted (rom the firmament,
And at the fight of our illuftrious beams
Darknefie vnto the blacke Cymmerians (a) fled.
Now to our daily progreffe through the Signes.
But flay, what's he that with our honors, arm'd,
(The Bow and quiver, proper fole to us)
Braves us upon high Erix (b) Promontorie ?
I know him now, 'tis Paphian Venus fon,
To whom fome fooles have vow'd a deity.
Tie know the reafon why the baftard brat
Dares thus aflume my trophies. 'Morrow Cupid.
Cupid. As much to Phabus.
288 Apollo and Daphne.
Phceb. Weake brat refolue me,
By whole inticement thou haft bin fo bold
To take to thee the emblems of my power ?
Is 't not fufficient, thou with brain-ficke toyes
Canft fill the heads of mad-men and of fooles,
Who' afcribe to thee a god-head, meerly ufurpt ?
But thou muft weare my due Imprefa infculpt,
And ('bout thy moulders) thofe known ornaments.
Apollinis infignia ? (Apollo's Enfignes)
Cupid. And why thine ?
Apoll. Becaufe I am ftyl'd the god of Archene ;
And where I aime I hit, my prey or enemy,
Kill neere or far. The monftrous ferpent Python (c)
(Whofe bulke being (laine, an hundred acres fpred)
Had from this bow his wounds, and I my honors :
And (hall a childe boaft eminence with me 1
Cup. Phoebus, thy bow hath monfters ftrooke to
ground,
But myne hath power the gods themfelves to wound,
Of which thou art not lead. Mother he's fped,
HeJJioots.
I have pierc'd him home with my fhafts golden head.
Ven. Thou art myne own fweet boy, thy darts
ne're fail ;
And now Apollo languifh and looke pale,
More wan than did thy fifler Moon once prove,
When for Endymion (d) me was ficke of love,
Whil'il I laugh and reioyce. Now make all fure,
And ftrike faire Daphne whil'ft (he fleepes fecure,
But with contempt and hate.
Cup. My arrow flies,
And as it hits, ficke of difdain (he lies.
Now mother let's away.
Ven. Phoebus, I divine,
Thou'lt fay his (hafts can wound as deep as thine.
Exit.
Apoll. What alteration's this I feele ? a heate
Beyond myne owne fire, kindled at myne eye.
up.
Apollo and Daphne. 289
Daph. All deep is flill in darknefle, yet our foules
See when our eies are ftmt. My brefl's in uprore ;
And yet a dream tels me, the morning gray
Sayes the Sun's up, I (hame to looke on day.
Apoll. What Beautie's this on earth, tranfpiercing
more,
Than can the beams from my celeflial Orbe ?
Daph. The Sun is up ; Awake : What, mame
you not
That he mould finde you fleeping ?
Apol. Sweet Nymph (lay.
Daph. The (hades befl pleafe me, I in them will
play;
The Sun's too hot and fultry.
Apol. I am hee
That meafures out the yeare ; and (hun you me t
Fair'ft of thy fex, behold the Suns bright eye,
That all things fees, by whom you all things fpy.
Will you in everlafting darkneffe dwell ?
Light is heavens emblem, and becomes it well ;
Where I appeare, 1 comfort and make glad ;
Be comforted in me, why are you fad l \
Would you in blindneffe live ? thefe raies of myne
Give that reflect by which your Beauties mine,
For what are artificial lights ? when I
Appeare in fulnefle they foon faint and die.
They only put on counterfeits : my rayes
Falfe colours finde, and give the true the praife.
If yours be fuch, then prove them by my light,
The world will cenfure they are pure and right.
Daph. His piercing beams I never mail endure,
They ficke me of a fatall Calenture.
Apol. What are you better to be lovely born,
If not beheld ? What's ftate, if not obferv'd ?
Or wherefore before Cottages do we
Prefer the (lately Palace, and the fumptuous roofe 1
What vertue were in jewels without me?
Elfe fhould they be with pibbles equall pris'd.
Wherefore did Nature make you with bright eies,
290 Apollo and Daphne.
Which profit not in night without my beams ?
Why fhould the Rofe be red? the Lilly white 1
The Violet purple ? and the Holly greene ?
All thefe my creatures. But when I decline,
And night ufurps upon the Vniverfe,
Their tincture's not difcern'd : but white and red
Which in your peerleffe cheeks exceed all floures,
What luflre beare they ? When my beams are gone,
The faire and foule in darkneffe feem all one.
Daph. That darkneffe doth befl pleafe me : let's
away,
My beauty will be fun burnt if I flay,
Hee'l blaft me like an Ethiope. Exit running,
Apol. Dofl thou fly me 1
Love bids me follow, and I muft purfue :
No vault, no cave or cavern fo obfcure,
Through which I will not pierce, to finde thee out.
Th' Antipodes for ever want my rayes :
To gaze on her, Tie this Meridian keepe,
And till attain the faint that I adore,
Here ever mine, where night mail be no more. Exit.
Enter Venus and Cupid.
Venus. Laugh Cupid, laugh, for I am halfe
reveng'd,
And mail e're long be fully, when this Blab
Shall in his courfe, or too much lag or fpeed
Pofl fomtimes, and again run retrograde.
Where by his too long prefence th' earth is fcortcht,
Or by his abfence th' other world (hall freeze :
And all that lies beneath the Moon complaine :
And that the gods at mans requeft mail call
Diforder into queftion. What can then
Both heaven and earth conclude when this is
done,
But this thou didft to avenge me of the Sun.
Cup. Will not Mars thanke me for't ?
Ven. And kiffe thee too.
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ftill by his example punifh thofe
That fhal our fweet adulterate fports difclofe.
Exeunt.
Enter Daphne flying, and Apollo purfuing her.
Apollo. Why flies my Daphne, knowing 'tis in
vaine :
Love makes me Iwifter than thy feare can thee.
Daph. O me, I am fo tortur'd with the Sun,
1 hate my very fhadow.
Apol. I purfue not
As Eagles, Doves do ; or the Lions, Harts ;
Or Wolves, the Lambe. Love is my cauf e of haft :
Run not fo fail, left thou fhouldft trip perhaps,
And do thy felfe fome dammage : the ground's
rough,
Shouldft thou but Hide, and I the Author on't,
How much would it offend me 1 To preuent which,
Stay but thy haft, and I will flack my fpeed.
Daph. I am almoft breathlefle.
Apoll. See, I am no Satyre,
Shepheard, or fuch as live by grazing herds,
Delphos is myne, Pharos, and Tenedos :
Thou know'ft not who thou fly'ft, I am Apollo,
The only god that fpeakes by Oracle :
love is my father, and the Mufes nine
Are all my daughters : I am Patron held
Of Numbers, Raptures, and fweet Poefie.
My (hafts are ever certain where they aime,
(Yet one more certain, which hath pierc't me
deep)
Phyficke is myne, I firft devis'd that Art,
And could it help me, I were then afTur'd :
But Love is by no Simples to be cur'd.
Daph. O now I am quite fpent ; help, goddeffe
(Queene of chafte marriage) bright Diana, help
One of thy true vow'd Virgins : change my Ihape,
That I this hot adulterous Sun may fcape.
u 2
29 2 Apollo and Daphne.
Sudden Muficke, andjhe is turned into a Lawrel tree.
Thanks, oh ye Powers divine : the Spheres affent
To my chafle prayer : your heavenly dooms are
iufl.
Here grow I fixt againft all powers of Iufl.
Apoh. Strange prodigie ? Leffe hope is in her
flay,
Than in her fpeed ; her bodie's round incompafl
With a rough rinde, in which her warm heart
beats.
Her haire is all growne vpward into boughes,
Her milke white fingers and her armes advanc'd
To great and leffer branches : her faire feet
But late fo fwift, fafl rooted in the earth :
And I, whom Love late blinded, now may fee
My Daphne turn'd into a Laurel tree.
Her life flill flruggles in the churlifh barke,
And from her lips I feele her breath flill flow.
One bleffed kiffe at parting, but in vain,
The very tree fhrinks from me in difdain.
And yet in lafling memory of thee
And of my love, thou fhalt be ever myne :
In all ovations triumphs and rich fhewes
The Laurel mall ingirt the Conquerors browes.
All eminence mail thinke it grac'd in thee.
Poets, the Mufes darlings, fhall from thee
Receive their honour, and the befl efleem'd
Be crowned Laureat, and no excellence
But have it's noble eflimate from hence.
Emperors fhall prife thy leaves above pure gold :
For thou fhalt ever wait on viclorie ;
And as my youthfull and flill unfhorne haires
(Vnchanging) of this golden hew are feen,
So fhall thy boughes and branches flill be greene,
And arme againfl loves lightning. And all thefe
Shall be for our fake by the gods approv'd,
, In memory that Daphne we once lov'd. Exit.
Apollo and Daphne. 293
Enter Aurora attended by the Houres.
1 Houre. How comes it, faire Aurora, we the
Houres
Are thus diflurb'd ?
2 Houre. One halts, whileR th' other runs ;
Somtimes made longer by a many minutes,
Somtimes not full three quarters ?
Aurora. Am not I
As much diftemper'd, being forc'd to rife
So oft before my time ? which makes my husband
Old Tython jealous (for he bed-rid lies)
I have light on fome new Love,
All's out of order.
Enter tht foure Seafons, Spring, Summer,
Autumne, Winter,
Spring. How comes this flrange confufton rife of
latel
My fpring to grow fo forward by the Sun 1
Summer complaines that I ufurpe on her.
Sum. As much as I on thee, Autumne on me,
And faith, that in my ripening I include
His harvefl, and fo rob him of his due.
Aut. Have I not caufet when thou not only
claimfl
The honor of my crop : But frozen Winter,
Hee keeps a coile too, fwearing, I intrude
Into his bounded limits.
Wint. This I am fure
I am curtaild of my right ; my fnow is melted,
And hath not time to cloath the mountain tops :
September is like May, January as lune :
And all my bright and pretious Ificles
Melting to nothing : What's the reafon trow we ?
2 Ho fire. 'Tis the Suns flacknefle, or his too much
fpeed,
That breeds all this diilraclion.
294 Apollo and Daphne.
i Houre. The Sun, fay you ?
Breake he, or not directly keepe his day,
Seafons and H cures all out of order ftray.
Enter Day.
Som. Behold her whom you fpeak of, Day, whence
come ye ?
Day. I parted now with Night, who had bin here,
But that both nmft not in one place appeare.
Auror. And what faith me'?
Day. Like you, railes on the Sun,
And faith he doth her wrong : nor blame her, when
Being full twelve houres, he fcarce affords her ten.
Autumne. Day, you are the Sun's miflrefie, hath
he not
Reveald the caufe to you ?
Day. No, his known brightneffe
Hath unto me been only darke in that,
Nor am I of his counfell.
Winter. Fine world grown,
When every drunken Sexton hath the skill
To make his giddy clocke go truer far
Than can the beft Sun dyall.
Enter Apollo.
Apollo. What are you
That murmure thus againfl our Deitie 1
Are you not all our creatures 1 though we give you
Full failes on earth, do not we fteere the helme ?
Difpofing you both where and how we pleafe ;
And dare you thus rebell ?
Omnes. The god of Light
Is our great Lord and Soveraigne.
ApolL This fubmiffion
Hath fomewhat calm'd us : had you ftill flood out,
Diforder, we had to Confufion turn'd,
And fo you all been ruin'd. But henceforth
Apollo and Daphne. 295
Morning fhall keep her houre, Houres meafure day,
In a true fcope the Day proportion Weekes,
Weekes, Moneths ; Moneths, feafons ; to fum up the
yeare.
And wee our courfe in that, perfe&ing time :
That nothing in this concordance ^ppeare
Either prepofterous or vnfeafonable.
For which our grace, where-ever you fhall finde
This new fprung Laurel, you Aurora I charge,
With your moid teares bathe her green tender
boughes :
From whence I will exhale them with my beams.
Houres, do you wait vpon her gentle growth.
Day comfort her : Ver cheere her with thy fpring.
Thou Summer give her warmth : and Autumne, thou
Dare not to fpoile her of her plenteous leaves :
Nor Winter thou with thy robuftuous gufls,
To blaft her lading verdure. Thefe obferv'd,
Still flourifh under us. And that this unitie
May laft amongfl you many fortunate yeres,
End in a Hymne tun'd to the chiming Spheres.
H
The Song.
Owfdere the Minutes go,
Run the houres orfwift or flow :
Seem the Months or Jhort or long,
Paffe the feafons right or wrong :
All we fmg that Phoebus follow,
Semel in anno ridet Apollo.
Early fall the Spring or not,
Prove tht Summer cold or hot :
Autumne be itfaire or foule,
Let the Winter f mile or skoivle :
Still wefing, that Phoebus follow,
Semel in anno ridet Apollo.
296 A nnotations.
Annotations upon Apollo and Daphne.
(a) f~*lmmericau t were people dwelling in Italy, betweene the
V_^ Baise and Cumae, fo invironed with hills, that the Sunne
never appeared unto them, hence came the Proverb Tenebra
Cimmerice, the Cimmerian darkneffe.
(b) Erix, Promontory : Erix was the fonne of Venus, flaine
by Hercules, and buried in a mountaine of Cicilia, fo called
after him, in which place Venus had a Temple creeled unto her,
and from that (he had the denomination of Eriana, &c.
(c) Python, was a mighty huge Serpent, which Itt.no fent
unto Latona when me was with child by lupiter, to devoure
her, but fhe went to her fifter AJlrea, who protected her, and
me was after delivered of two twins, Apollo and Diana.
(d) Endymion, was beloved by the Moone, who courted him
upon Latmus hill ; and therefore faid to looke pale by reafon
of the great affection which fhe bore unto him.
(e) Tithon, or Tithonus, was the fonne of Laomedon, who
defiring long life, was fo wafted with old age, that the Poets
faigned him to be turned into a Grafhopper : he was alfo faid
to be beloved of Aurora, the morning ; becaufe he ufed to rife
early, which was thought to be the reafon why he preferved his
life fo long.
What other difficulties you mail finde in thefe fhort Dialogues,
you mall find in fome or other fully explicated.
297
The Argument of AMPHRISA the
forfaken Shcpheardtffe,
r I ^He innocence, truth, cmd fimpliritie
^ Of cou?itrey Damjels : What felicitie
They arrive to in their low eftate ;
What freedoms they participate.
What toy, whatfolace, what content
To their innocuous life is lent.
~-~he humble Jf led and cottage held
MWefafe than gorgeous houfes, fwetfd
With pompe and wealth. It likewife proves
More fimple truth in their chafte loves,
Than greater Ladies, tympany'de
With much more honour, JIate, and pride.
Here's of the Willow wreath dijpute,
How, and why worne. What befl dothfute
Forfaken Virgins, reade and faide
Their characters who prove vnkinde.
Enter two Shepheardefles, Pelopcea and Alope.
Pel. /^~^ Ood morrow.
V_T Alop. So to you, faire Shepheardefle.
Pel. What newes in our Arcadia ?
Alop. I know none :
For well you wot it is no newes with us,
That men mould prove inconflant.
Pel. Thinke you fo ?
298 Pclopcea and A lope.
Alop. Thought's free.
Pel. I pray can you define me Thought ?
Alop. Let me bethinke my felfe, I thinke I can :
For I have thought of many things e're now.
Pel. But can you gueffe what I thinke ?
Alop. I (perhaps)
May jumpe with your conceit, come neere't at leaft.
Of colours that are none fo oppofite
As white and blacke : and of the Elements
Than fire and water none more contrary :
Nor is there ought fo antipathy'de in men,
As what they thinke and fpeake.
Pelop. Now let me helpe you :
Mens thoughts like Courtiers clokes are often fhifted.
And change as oft as they are truly fifted.
Alop. This then hath been the caufe of women s
forrow ;
Men thinke to day ill, to do worfe to morrow :
Witnefle Amphrifcts fervant.
Pel. Pitty 'tis,
So faire a body, and fo fweet a foule
Should be fo foulely dealt with. Her falfe Lover
Vnkindely hath forfooke her.
Alop. That's the reafon
Shee's growne into fo deepe a melancholy.
I wonder any woman dare trull man,
Since, like as the Chamelions change themfelves
Into all perfect colours faving white ;
So they can to all humors frame their fpeech,
Save only to prove honeft.
Pel. You fay well.
But as no wormes breed where they feele no warmth,
No Vultures watch where they can finde no prey ;
No Pirat roves but where he hopes for fpoile :
So none of thefe falfe lervants wait, but where
They finde a yeelding Miflreffe.
Alop. Indeed light minds are catcht with little
things,
And Phancie fmels to Fennell.
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Pel. But Amphrifa
Is held to be the wifeft fhepheardefle
That lives in our Arcadia.
Alop. But I have heard,
Late wit and cheated wifedome to be counted
Next neighbours unto folly. Shepheards now
The holier that they feeme in outward fhew,
The hollower are their hearts. By fubtill fophillry
(As I have heard) the bed Philofophy
May be perverted. And mens flatteries
Are iufl like Circes riches, which can turne
Vain-glorious fooles to Afles, credulous Fooles
To Woodcocks, pretty wanton Fooles to Apes,
And proud Fooles into Peacocks.
Pel. But amongfl thefe,
Amphrifa had no place.
Enter Amphrifa feeming dif contented.
Alop. See, here me comes
That for her felfe can anfwer.
Pelop. But 'twere finne
In us, not to be anfwer'd, thus to fuffer her
To pale the cheerefull bloud in her faire cheeks,
Through wilfull paflion. Which I'le not endure.
Alop. Then rowfe her from thefe dumps.
Pel. You'r fad, Amphrifa :
Sweet may we know the caufe ?
Amphrifa. You have prevented
A ilrange conceit which fomewhat troubled me ;
But by your interruption almofl loft.
Pel. Nay recollec~l your felfe, pray let us hear 't
Amph. I was thinking, why Parrafius, drawing
Youth,
Made Love to tickle one fide with a feather,
To move a fmile ; and with the other hand
To fling it with a Scorpion.
Pel. You'r flung then.
But I was thinking on Praxiteles,
300 Pelop (sa and A lope.
Who drew his miftrefle thus : Looke on her one way,
She laught upon him : Strait before, fhe wept :
But change the fide, and cafl your eye adverfe,
And then fhe appear' d deeping. And fo you,
Fit but your phanfies unto fuch a face,
You'l ne're complain of fervant.
Amph. Then it feems,
My ftorie's told aforehand.
Alop. Yes, and rumor'd
Through all Arcadia.
Amph. And none pitty me "?
Pel. There's none fo marble brefted, but doth
melt
To heare of your difafter.
Amph. Is there one,
To whom the caufe of my difeafe is knowne,
That can prefcribe me cure for 't \
Pelop. Without feeling
Your pulfe, I know the nature of your griefe :
You have an heate, on which a coldneffe waits,
A paine that is endur'd with pleafantneffe,
And makes thofe fweets you eat have bitter tafte :
It puts eies in your thoughts, eares in your heart :
'Twas by defire firft bred, by delight nurd,
And hath of late been wean'd by jeloufie.
Amp. But how can thefe difgufls be remedy'd,
Which Reafon never yet could comprehend 1
Pel. By patience.
Amp. That's a phyficke all prefcribe,
But few or none doth follow. Pray what is 't 1
Pel. It is the beft receit that can be tooke
Both againfl love and fortune (Croft in both.)
Alop. To wifti the beft, to thinke vpon the worft,
And all contingents brooke with patience.
Is a moft foveraigne medicine.
Pelop. And moreover \
What cannot be redreft with peevifhneffe,
Ought to bee borne with patience.
Alop. Patience ?
Pelopaa and A lope. 301
She is fo like to Fortitude her felfe,
That by her fweet afpect (he appeares to be
Her fitter or her daughter.
Pel. The onely remedy for injuries, is
By patience to forget them. And more noble
It is to yeeld your felfe in triumph to 't
Then to be drawne by force.
Amp. You have prevaild,
For I am now your Patient ; and intreat you,
Like skild Phifitians, fludy for my health.
Alop. From their Doctors
The fick expect more art then eloquence :
And therefore what defect you find in words,
Expect in our Prefcriptions.
Enter their Queene and hvo Nymphs.
Queen. I never was with paflime better pleas'd ;
So cleare a morning, and fuch temperate ayre ;
The Sun fo bright, yet fparing of his heat,
Made all the toyle we tooke (to chace the Stag)
To feeme no labour, but an exercife.
The wily teafl to fliun our fwift purfute,
Forfooke the Plaines, to take the mountaine tops.
Yet maugre the oppofure of the Rocks
And clifts depending to molefl our fpeed
Our well-tride Nymphs, like wild Kids clim'd thofe
hils,
And thrild their arrowie lavelins after him :
Nor left the chace, till all thofe golden heads
Were new ftain'd in his blood.
i. Nymph. It prov'd, great Queene
Your active Nymphs were better breath'd than he,
For whom we could not overtake, we tyr'd :
That done, we toucht our Beagles, and fo made
Both hills and vallies eccho to his death.
2 Nymph. He flood fo long, and made us ftray fo
far,
Amongfl the Swaines and lovely ShepheardefTes,
3O2 Pelopcea and A lope.
That ufe to graze their Flocks upon thefe dowries ;
The Sun muft needs paffe the Meridian,
E're we can reach the Lodge.
Qu. The Arcadian Girles
Are of no common beauty ; as their habits
Much grace the fields ; fo many of thofe features
Mine eye by chance hath glanc't on in the Chace,
In mine opinion would become the Court.
They fay, thefe virgins are acute in wit,
And fluent in conceit, to fpeake or fmg ;
As having oft drunke from the Mufes fpring.
i. Nym. See, Royall Queene, where three (not of
the meanefl
Or leaft to be refpecled) are retyr'd.
Qu. Be not too lowd, Thefe bowes will fhelter us ;
Let's liften how they fafhion their difcourfe,
And how far fhort the Folds and Cottages
Come of the Court or City.
Amp. Nay pray prefcribe. 'Tis faid of all Phyfi-
tians
What good comes by their Phyfick, the Sun 'fees :
But in their art, if they have bad fucceffe,
That the earth covers. Howfoe're I furTer,
You blameleffe are.
Alop. All thofe that are unskilfull
Will flatter griefe 'till it grow defperate.
But though you know the ufe of Phyfick fweet,
To tafle it is unfavory.
Amp. Howfoever I am prepar'd.
Pel. Imagin firft, You never had a fervant
Alop. Not fo : for who can know the fweet of
eafe,
That never was in paine ^
Pel. Or fay me had,
Thinke that he ne're playd falfe.
Alop. A meere relapfe,
Before the firfl be cur'd, to thinke him faithfull,
Were but to enter her difeafe anew,
To make her griefe more violent.
Pelop&a and A lope.
303
Amp. But one fpeake :
The medicine that's propos'd of contraries,
Can ne're breed peace of mind.
(Qu. All, folid fence.)
For I perceive, thofe that are found themfelves,
Have Hill more will to help, than skill to cure.
Pel. Well, Miftrefle Doctor I'le give way to you.
Alop. Thinke then you had a lervant, and he
falfe ;
For whofe fake never more trufl perjur'd man.
And though fome fay love winks at Lovers Oathes,
'Tis (after) with broad eyes to punifh them.
Words mould not credit men, but men their words :
For he that breaks his promife lies to heaven ;
And whom Heaven hates, who but would feare to
love?
Mod curfed 'tis to flatter and forfweare ;
And dearth of oathes is blefled barrennefle.
You'r ficke at heart : the only help for that
Is, Let your heart abhorre his trecherie,
And him, for it. You'r pain'd too in the head,
For that here's balm made of a willow wreath.
She prefents a wreath of willow.
Let this charm'd circle but impale your brows,
'Tis prefent help for both.
Amp. Make this apparant.
Alop. Thus : All th' Arcadian Swaines Nymphs
that fee
Your browes ingirt with this forfaken wreath
Will take note of his falfhood, and your faith ;
Your innocence, and his inconftancie :
And thofe that weare teares in their eies for you,
Of love and pitty, to be thus abus'd,
Will fleep their tongues in wormwood and in gall,
y To brand him for his open perjury ;
Their pitty, with your patience join'd,
(With this to boot) will prove an abfolute cure.
Amph. Some eafe I finde already, crown e me
then. She is crowned with Willow.
304 Pelopcza and A lope.
Alop. May, wherefoe're your head you foftly pil-
low,
Be ne're more troubled, whiPft thus wreath'd in wil-
low.
Amph. Nor (hall it, Alope, for from this houre,
Hearts griefe nor heads paine mall of me have power.
I now have chac'd hence forrow.
Queen. This conceit
Hath tooke me highly ; and great pitty 'tis,
That fuch choice wits mould finde no other eares
Than thofe that Swains, and flocks, and fowls have.
Wit
So fpent, is only treafur'd in the aire.
The earth hath leaft part on't. Virgins, Good day.
Nay, do not fall too low.
Pel. You are our Queen.
Alop. And Lady of our fortunes.
Qu. By that title
I do command you then to fpare your knees.
Nay rife.
Amp. 'Tis only by your Grace and goodneffe
We breathe and live.
Qu. It is enough to me,
That you prefent us fuch acknowledgement.
And as for you, faire Virgin, I could wifh
Your Willow were a Lawrel. Nay, fo 'tis :
Becaufe all fuch may be flyl'd Conquerors,
Than can fubdue their paffions.
Alop. Our feare is,
That if our rude difcourfe have toucht your eare,
The courfeneffe might offend you.
Qu. Pleas'd us highly :
Which that you may perceive in mee's vnfeignd,
I charge you, as I am your Soveraigneffe,
All coyneffe and evafion fet apart,
To be mofl free in language.
Pel. Impofition
That comes from you is vnto us a Law,
Which ought to be kept facred.
Pelopaa and A lope. 305
Qu. Tie as freely
Command then, as you willing are t'obey,
For were I not a Queen, I'de wifh to be
As one of you, a witty Shepheardeffe.
Pray fmg me fomthing of your countrey life,
To make me more in love with 't.
Amp. Tis our feare ;
A life that is fo mean, fo ill exprefl
As needs it mud bee, (if impos'd on us)
May make you rather loath it
Qu. I had thought
Courts onely had beene fill'd with complement.
Of which I fee, the cottage is not cleare.
Amp. Give not our fimple truth, and feare to
offend,
A character we know not (gratious Queene)
But howfoever, if you make us faulty,
You have the power to pardon.
Qu. And prefume
That's granted, e're the offence be.
Amp. Then thus, Madam. She ftngs.
The Song.
We that have knownc no greater Jiate
Than this we live in, praife our fate :
For Courtly filkes in cares are f pent,
When Countries ruffet breeds content.
The power of Scepters we admire \
But J}ieep-hookes for our ufe defire.
Simple and low is our condition ;
for here with us is no ambition.
We with the Sunne our flockes unfold,
Whofe riftng makes their fleeces gold.
" Our mufickfrom the birds we borrow :
" They bidding us, we them, good morrow.
Thefe lajl two lines twice.
Qu. Nay, faire ones, what you have begun in
fong,
6 x
306 Pelopcea and A lope,
Continue in difcourfe : Wee would heare more
Of your pleas'd life.
Amp. Your highneffe may command.
Our habits are but courfe and plaine.
Yet they defend from wind and raine.
As warme too, in an equall eye
As thofe be, ftairid in Scarlet dye.
Thofe that have plenty weare (we fee)
But one at once ; andfo doe we.
Alop. The Shepheard with his home-fpun Lajfe
As many merry houres doth paffe,
As Courtiers with their coftly Gir/es,
Though richly deckt in gold and pear les :
And though but plaine, to purpofe woo,
Nay oft-times with leffe danger too.
Pel. Thofe that delight in dainties flore,
One ilomack feed at once, no more.
And when with homely fare we feafl,
With us it doth as well digefl :
And many times wee better fpeed ;
For our wild fruits no furfets breed.
Amp. If we fometimes the Willow weare,
By fubtill Swaines that dare forfweare.
We wonder whence it comes, and feare,
Th' have beene at Court, and learn'd it there.
If any Lady then mail pleafe,
Whofe cheeke lookes pale through my difeafe,
By any faithleffe fervant, or falfe friend,
(Being cur'd my felfe) this I can give or lend.
She offers the willow.
Qu. Beleeve't, a fweet conclufion : for oft-times
Such things fall out. But we have further heard
(Befides what now our eares are witneffe to)
That as your words keepe time, your voices tune ;
So hath the curious motion of your feet
Beene taught to know true meafure. You can
dance ?
Pelopcza and A lope.
307
Amp. Yes royall Princefle, as we ling and fpeake,
After fuch rurall famion.
Qu. If no worfe,
It may become a Theatre of eyes,
Yet wreft no bluflies from you. Will you then,
Since that we parallell in number thus,
Helpe us to fill a meafure ?
Pelop. So wee thought
There might no jarring difcords grow from us,
To fpoile your better mufick.
Qu. No fuch feare.
Come then, fuch muficke as the place will yeeld,
Wee'l inflantly make vfe of.
Muficke founds, and they dance the meafure.
Qu. Compleat in all : You have made us now
Eie-witnes
Of what, Relation fparingly hath fpoke.
To encourage which, and that fo great a merit
Pafle not without fome meed, receive thefe favors,
And weare them for our fake. Time bids us part.
Jewels given.
Greater than thefe we have for you in (lore,
And mean hereafter to employ you more.
FINIS.
x 2
308
An Emblematicall Dialogue, interpre-
ted from the Excellent and mofl learned
D. lac. Catzius ; which iheweth how Vir-
gins in their chafte loves ought
to beare themfelves.
1. The Argument
TWo mode/I Virgins, of unequall time,
TJi one paft, the other growing to her prime y
(Anna and Phillis) interchange fome chat
Of 'Love, of Mariage, and I know not what.
2. The Argument.
ANne hearing Phillis her rude Love relate,
( Whofe tender breft was free from all deceit)
Feares left her youth to lufiJJie might ingage,
And bids her to be counfeFd by her age.
A Virgins office, and how Maids be caught,
(SaithJJie) three times nine Winters have me taught :
Take me thy Guide, and no way canft thou erre,
Who before Venus fweets, chafte love prefer.
Which in alternate language w hit ft they plead,
I?i view and prefence of the Marriage bed,
Phillis, whom youth and frejh love doth poffejfe,
Her amorous thoughts begins thus to expreffe.
Emb.i.i. Anna and Phillis. 309
We, when in health, for ficke folks counfel finde,
But ficke our felves, we quickly change our minde.
Without Marriage there is no courage.
Phi. Whilft neere my Fathers houfe I obferv'd but
late
Two Turtles bill, and either court it's mate,
I cald to minde the palme which I might fpy
Drooping, becaufe the male plant was not nye,
Whom with creeled lookes when fhe beheld,
She buds, (he bloomes, with fruit her branches
fweld,
At which I faid (O Venus) were I dead,
But that I thinke it a fweet thing to wed 1
Which as I fpake, (and more would have expreft)
I felt foft love to fleale into my brefl.
Trees have their Ardor, and the birds their flame,
The Mountaine bores, and wild beads have the
fame.
Nor doth the fcaly filh want their defire,
Why then mould onely Virgins fhun this fire ?
Concerning which the Poet Lucretius is thus read.
Each generation that on earth abides,
Whether of beads, or men, (whom reafon guides,
Horfes or Cattle, what's beneath the Sunne,
Into this firy ardor madly runne.)
Mojl things unproved cannot content us,
Which being tryde they oft repent us.
An. Into the Brides yoake wilt thou madly fly,
Thinking there Rofes, and fweet Apples lie ?
If fuch a thing as pleafure be 1 fearch round ;
In mans rude armes it never can be found.
What is this fnare to which young Virgins hade,
But like the Ofier weel in rivers plac't ?
The fifli yet free, to enter wind about,
Whilft. they within are labouring to get out
310 Anna and Phil Us. Emb. 3. 4.
Boyes in their firft heate, want the wit to tarry,
And Girles (not ripe) are mad untill they marry ;
When fcarce the one hath warm'd the others fide,
But they wifli beds and houfes to divide.
Diog. Laert. tells us that it was a faying of Socrates,
that young batchelers defirous of marriage were like
to fifties who play about the weele, and gladly would
get in, when on the contrary they that are within ftrive
how they mould get out.
The family of the unmarried is lame.
Phi. Though you fay, Wedlock doth fuch troubles
breed,
Love bids, and Hymen prompts me to proceed.
The tedious filence of a forlorne bed
To me is hatefull, therefore muft I wed :
Looke how the Ducks mourne when they miffe the
male,
No one but droopes her wings, and flags her tayle,
But he once come, the pond with clamour rings,
And you then fee another face of things.
The good man abfent : then the fire doth freeze,
The houfe is fad, the wife her mirth doth leefe.
(They all are troubled,) when the maide doth aske
To goe to reft, mee's put to fome new taske.
A beard's the houfes prop, (befides is none)
There can be no delight to fleepe alone.
Impofe the burthen of virginity on none (faith Ig-
natius the ancient Theologifl) being a yoake which
even the Virgin Veflals (of old) in Rome were not able
to beare, to whom onely five yeares were injoyned to
abflaine from marriage, and to keepe the holy fire from
going out.
Binde in thy flames.
An. Though thou haft fuch a will to change thy
ftate,
Emb. 5. Anna and Phillis. 311
Yet gently hcare me what I (hall relate,
The flame (too raging) that by heate is blowne,
To fit the marriage bed was never knowne.
Obferve the Cooper when he joynes his tunne,
That the contracted planks may evenly runne,
(The fury of the violent heat to tame)
In a round Iron cradle keepes his flame.
By his example thine hot fires fupprefie,
Left this or that way fondly it digrefle.
With amorous tales let not thine eares be tainted,
Before thy mother be therewith acquainted ;
Shee'l tell thy Father ; fo take off thy care,
They well provide to keepe thee from the fnare.
Cuzro tells us that it is fit, men fhould be brought
within the compaffe of reafon and learning.
And Cipri, that the tutors or guardians, namely, the
Father, Grand-father, or Brother, were woont of old to
contract young Virgins, which ancient cuftome is upon
great confideration obferved in thefe dayes, And
amongft other caufes, efpecially in regard of the weak-
neffe, and bafhfulneffe of the fex : and wee read in
Euripides that when Oreftes follicited Hermione for
marriage, Her anfwer was, My efpoufals remaine in my
Fathers power \ and not mine.
By the finger, not the tongue.
Phi. Shall I then clamour for an husband ? no,
My virgin (hame forbids me to doe fo,
Three luflers, and three yeares ore pad, I pray,
Is't not enough ? what more can virgins fay ?
Looke how that watch doth the fwift houres divide,
And with its hand doth to the figures guide,
It nothing fpeakes, yet points (early and late
To what it meanes, fuch is our virgins (late,
Although the mind be filent, and fit mute,
Her mature age (though tongueles) moves her fuit.
It fhewes her to be enterd in her prime,
And tells the parents that fhee lofeth time.
JI2 Anna and Phillis.
Her round brefts fpeak, frefh cheeks & brows fo fayer
Thus the whole girle's diffolv'd to filent prayer.
That Father is much to bee blamed, who when
his Daughter is in her full maturity provideth her not
an Husband. Well therefore faid Ignatius, A ripe
Virgin to prevent the wrinckles of age, may fpeake
to her Father in private, to difpofe of her in marriage.
And wee read Claudian thus :
The virgins ripe age breeds the fathers cares,
Who, for her fake neglects his Lords aflaires.
The Colony is to bee removed elfewhere.
Phi. When the earth helpes the Vine her fprigs to
beare,
Tis fit they mould tranfplanted be elfewhere,
The dreffer calls and fayes thefe fame will bud,
And profper bravely if the foyle be good.
I have two fwelling brefts that twins can feed,
A lap befides to dandle thofe I breed :
And my virginity (fay what you can)
Proclaimes me now that I am ripe for man.
I looke on Wives, and wilh that I were fuch,
But grieve my Father will not fee fo much :
Yet long he mail not barre me from that bluTe
Which law allowes, or I am taught amiffe.
That daughter who hath paft the age of five and
twenty, if fhe marry without her fathers confent, by the
law of fome Nations cannot be deprived of her dowry,
becaufe the father ought to confider in time convenient
to provide his daughter of an husband, and himfelfe
of a Son-in-law : but when our Phillis profeffeth her
felfe not to bee much above fifteene, it is ridiculous in
the maide longing for marriage, to wreft the law, and
apply it unto her owne purpofe.
After the wound, in vaine is warning.
An. What's mame to fpeake, is it not finne to ac\
To blulh at words, and not to blame the fac~l.
Emb. 8. A nna and Phi His. 3 1 3
No girle that's wife to lovers will incline,
The choyfe (hould be thy parents, and not thine.
Courtihip inchaunts, when lovers vow they faigne,
And enterd once, there's no way back againe.
Vaine is it for the wounded Whale to fly,
Who careleffe earfl before the ftroke did lye.
Loves arrowes to remove, or eafe their fmart,
As vaine it is, if once they touch the heart.
Then of thy parents counfell firfl be fure
Before thy choife : once wounded there's no cure.
If regard be to be had of dignity, comlines or
honefly ; then in the contracting of marriages, it is
more decent and feemely, if the parents troth plight
their daughters to their husbands, and tye them to-
gether with their owne tongues, than if they themfelves
immodeflly in their owne language fubjecl themfelves
to one an others power. Cypr.
They that in gathering Venus flowers are free,
Say daily, thefe to morrow fuch will bee.
Meane time foft fires into our bofomes creepe,
And the woril trees flill roote themfelves mofl
deepe. Ovid.
The more hajle, the worfe fpeed.
An. In haft's no helpe : if follow love, 'twill fly,
Lovers hate fuch as come to every cry.
Of any fudden conqueft they are lick,
Nor what they covet, would have come too quick.
When the Lord fends to bid the Cooke make
hafte,
He flraight gives charge the fpit turne not too faft,
Lefle fpeed is made, the meat's the iooner ready.
Hee hinders and not hafts that is too fpeedy.
Shee that in Cupids Kitchin would command
Muft have dull motion, and a tardy hand :
Tis fpeed that fpoyles all, fpurres are in delay,
No lover ftoopes unto a yeelding prey.
All delay is odioGs, yet it brings on wifdome. Sen.
Anna ana Phillis. Emb. 9. 10.
You that would marry, though you both make
fpeed,
Delay't awhile, fmall flay great gaine may breed.
Delayes oftentimes bring to paffe that hee who
mould have dyed, hath killed him who might have
lived. Clem. Alexand.
For what wee can, wee care not.
An. Wee fee in birds for whom the pitfall's fet,
Such as would faine be tooke, eicape the net,
Others that would fly thence, the firings combine,
Their captive legges intangling in their twine.
She that firfl craves deferves a fcornefull fmile,
As both in maid or woman hold mofl vile.
Shee's onely certaine to be caught that flies,
Shee teach eth to bee fu'd to that denies.
Coy Dames the brefls of lovers mofl befot,
The fweetefl kiffes are by flruggling got.
That game befl pleafeth which is fur' ft in chace,
Not that being fwolne, and lies dead in the place.
What I mofl wifh may for a time be fpar'd,
Nor pleafeth me the conquefl that's prepar'd. Petron.
To this purpofe is that of Seneca the Philofopher, it
(hameth me to enter conflidl with a man prepared to
bee overcome. The fword-player hold eth it a great
indignity to bee matched with his inferiour, as know-
ing it can bee no glory to him to fubdue that man,
who is vanquifht without danger.
Preffe occafion.
Phi. What means this Ann 1 thinkfl thou me mad,
that I
What my heart thinks mould with my tongue deny ?
Pafl loves, in vaine fhe fludieth to recall,
Who to her friend hath mewed no grace at all,
Whilfl golden Venus with a cheerefull face
Smiles on our ac~ls, let's lofe nor time nor place.
Emb. 11. 12. Anna and Phillis.
315
The wary Ofpray whilfl the fifties play
Above the wave, floopes downe to ceafe her prey.
That Bird for our example is we knowe,
Who flips no time, parts conquerour from his foe.
Catch at occafions, looke e're he paile by thee,
Let him efcape, and Venus too will flie thee.
If in the very moment of occafion the opportunity
whereof by thy delay or negligence thou hail o'reilipt,
in vaine it is to complaine upon it being pafL Liu.
The honour of virginity peri/heth in the lafling.
Phi. While th' envious Rofe, wrapt in new leaves we
find,
She hides her beauty in a thorny rinde.
Forbeare your hand (boyes) for their pricks are
found,
Nor can you crop the bud without a wound.
But flay the time, the flower it felfe will fpred,
But if not gathered then, the leaves will med.
Sweet are young maides to lovers in their prime,
And pleafant love rejoyceth in that time.
She that is long a maid, fcarce fuch appeares,
Virginity ftill wafteth with her yeares.
Let Cupid have our vigor, and youths fire,
Maides young deny, what old, they mod defire.
Standing (Ireames gather mud, but running rivers
are frefh and fweet.
Such as refift love, muft either have no braine, or
no eyes. Protogenes.
Ambition and love are impatient of delay : lin-
gring groves loathfome where neceflity craves hafle.
Quintilian.
No prize if not provoKt.
An. A deeper Sea I now perforce mud faile,
And lay my fheats ope to a freer gale.
Such as the fubtle traines of love would fly,
3i 6 Anna and Pkillis. Emb. 13.
Let them upon this embleme cafl their eye.
Thou feed that net which hangeth in the glade,
A traine for Woodcocks by the Fowler made ;
He doth not touch the firings, but remote Hands,
Whilfl her owne weight compels her into'bands.
If took or not, the traveller fcarce knowes,
Becaufe the net inforc't about her flowes.
Virgins beware by this, if tooke at all,
Catch not thy felfe, but by thy fuiter fall.
Draw not upon thy felfe that fubtle frame,
So malt thou make the Fowler his owne game.
Many virgins at their contraclings rather confent
then fpeake, efpecially if their parents bee then in
prefence, left they mould appeare to defire a hus-
band, which in maids is not feemely, and Baldus
obferves, that it is ingrafted in the nature of women
,to bee filent, efpecially at the time when there is a
treaty of their marriage ; moreover it is a great figne
of virginall modefty, to blulh when marriage is but
named : according with that of the Poet.
Quale coloratum Tithoni conjuge C&lum
Subrubet, autfponfo vifa puella novo.
Like to the coloured Heaven, by the morning
dyde,
Or bluming maide by her new husband fpyde.
It lights, but leads not.
An. If to more proper rules a minde thou haft,
Take thefe : and more, He not allow thee chaft.
On the vaft Seas the Beacon doth difplay
Its light : directing mips their fafeft way.
The flame doth (how the harbour to be neare,
Yet doth not helpe the Manner to fteare :
'Tis they muft guide the Sayles, and ply the
Oare,
Save light from it, they can expect no more.
Emb. 14. Anna and P fit I Us. 317
If thy face, fpeake thee not of Cynihias traine,
And thou the Veftals modefl drefle difdaine :
Thou onely on the fhore, to light them, (land,
But let the Sayler labour how to land.
It much behoveth a virgin to be very circumfpect
in cafes of matrimony, that for the honour of her fex,
(he neither feeme to offer her felfe, or to doe any
thing againft modefly: left it happen unto her, as
(wee read) it did to Icaftn a noble and learned virgin,
who when me became fo gracious in the eyes of Theo-
philus Emperour of Conflantinople, that he feemed to
offer her a golden apple as a pledge of nuptiall faith
and contract : She was taxed for her too ready an-
fwer and acception thereof, and for griefe of mind
confinde her felfe into a Monaflery. Cypri.
No play without fome pray.
Phi. If it be harmefull then for maides to woo,
What we are bar'd may not our Fathers doe ?
Trull me, to tardy louers fport it lends,
And love hath often growne from bare com-
mends.
The Latian King would needs ALneas draw,
To take his daughter, whom (before he faw)
The Trojan lov'd : but fathers that are wife
With better art thefe contracts may difguife.
More private flights there are : by agents, bed
Where many are, flill one may helpe the reft.
By Birds, the Fowler to his net, birds drew,
Yet in the ac~l, feem'd as he nothing knew.
Parents of old made proffer of their Daughters to
Husbands before they fought after them, neither did
they imagine in that to have done any thing uncomly
or undecent. Wee read in the firft of Kings, chapter
eighteenth, Saul offred his Daughter unto David.
Homer reports that Alcinous did the like to Vlyffcs.
Virgil, that Latinus did the fame to sEneas : Te-
rence, that Chremes did it to Pamphilus. Herodotus,
318 Anna and Phil Us. Emb. 15. 16.
that it was done by Megacles to Pififlratus, and Zono-
ras and others, that Darius did as much to Alexan-
der y &c.
Try ere you truft.
An. Wary's thine art, but not from danger fure,
For dofl thou thinke that craft can be fecure ?
Wretch th'art deceiv'd. We live in corrupt times,
Nor can craft long conceale her fubtile crimes.
Adde that the profferd bride few humors fits,
As fearing there be baites laid in their bits.
Whilfl aged Priam to Achilles fues
To take his child, he doth the match refufe.
Let Fathers paufe untill their minds they know,
And whether they be well difpos'd or no.
The Foxe his eare unto the Ice doth lay
E're venter on ; if heare them crack, hee'l flay.
Whilfl Darius to Alexander , Priamus to Achilles :
Alcinous to Vlyffes, without due circumfpeclion made
offer of their daughters, they were altogether fruf-
trate in their hopes and expectations, therefore the
wifer are of opinion : that nothing ought to be prof-
ferd, which hath not before beene proved.
Too much light dimmes the fight.
An. Concerning Habit, which in Love's not leafl,
Receive thefe few rules fit to be imprefl.
Cod (within compaffe) doth the young man tafte,
Neatneffe bed pleafeth love, where there's no wafte.
When once thy virgins habit is laid by,
And th' art a wife, thy gifts will then grow high.
If thou (before) in princely jemmes malt mine,
He'l fay ; my gifts are Height, fliee needs not mine.
Rich veflure I have feene Lovers to' affright,
Youth flarts at Jewels when they mine too bright,
Much oyle chokes lampes. The Lyfard when he
lies
Emb.ib. 17. Anna and Phi His. 319
Too open to the hot Surme, faints and dies.
A cleanlinefle is to bee ufed by women, neither
defpifed, nor too exquifit, onely let it avoid clownifli
and fordid negligence. Cicero.
She that hath too much care over her attire,
(heweth (he hath little regard of her vertue. Cato
Cenf.
Husbandmen praife bed thofe eares of corne which
bow down, and make the ftalk crooked, more then
fuch as grow ftraight and upright, as being affured
to find more grain in the one than in the other.
Humblenes in heart & habit, is both plealing to
God, and acceptable with man.
Cheekes oft painted, arefoone tainted.
An. A grave man fupping with my Father faid,
(What in my bred, I ever fmce have laid)
Then Peach trees (when they flower) nothing more
faire,
And none more fordid when their bowes are bare.
That wife growes often loathfome by neglec%
Who (yet a Maid) her felfe too nicely deckt.
How comes this too much liberty of dreffe 1
When a whole day is fpent in 't (and no leffe)
Too curious trimming maides hath oft mif-led,
Nor did it ever fuite the marriage bed.
It oft falls out, fuch as mod leafure find,
To paint their cheekes, their husbands do not
mind:
But from all ages, this a maxim was,
None loves her diftaffe, who admires her glafle.
Let not thy habit be too rich nor too bafe, make it
neither for admiration, nor contempt ; their ornament
is cald womanly neatneffe, by which is meant modeft
handfomnefie, free from curiofity or cofl : and Vivts
in the fame place proceeds thus : in thy garments it is
injoyned thee that they be not over nife or precious,
but without fpot or ftaine. For I cannot imagine how
3 2 o A nna and Phillis. Emb. 17. 1 8.
much the purity of the mind rejoyceth at the matron-
like neatneffe of the body.
Fire from Prq/l.
An. But fay the reine be given up to thine hands,
And the fad fuiter at thy mercy (lands ;
Though burne within, perfwade him thou doft
freeze,
For Hill to fmile, will much advantage leefe.
The Sunne mines cleared breaking from a cloud,
Sweet is the North-wind when it breaths not
lowd.
Heat flies, love bates, and fuiters weary grow,
When the fond Girle doth too much favour (how.
Water doth make the lime-chalk fcortch with heat,
And the Smiths flame by water grows more great.
Learne to fay nay, love heightens by deniall,
And hath through wounds and difficult things
bed triall.
Better the Bee on flowers doth feed,
Having firft tailed on a weed.
The (larres of greater luflre (how,
After the North-wind leaves to blow.
When Lucifer hath chac't hence night,
The blufhing morning (howes more bright. Boeth.
It may be called a difeafe rather than mirth, ever to
fmile on them who alwaies laugh at thee, or to frame
thy countenance unto every mans humour. Seneca.
The tight to keepe,fnuffe not too deepc.
Ph. Too ftricl thy rules are, golden Venus cries,
To no fuch lawes (he tender virgins ties.
If like the Sabines we contract: the brow,
Give them bad words, ufe them we care not how ;
We (hall our loves make weary of their lives,
As farre more fit to be made Souldiers wives.
Cupid inur'd to lie foft and fecure
Emb. 20. 21. Anna and Phillis. 32 1
In Venus fhades, no hardnefle can endure.
Say, brittle be his fhafts, that their points turne,
Flalhie his fire, and cannot ever burne.
To cleare the taper, if you fnuffe too deepe,
Out goes the light, i'th darke you may-goe (leepe.
When one churneth milke he bringeth forth but-
ter : and hee that wringeth his nofe caufeth bloud to
come out : fo he that forceth wrath bringeth forth
flrife. Pro. 30.
Thy fecure paftime fhould be mixt with feare,
Or elfe thy favours he'l not hold fo deare.
Paffions too high, will freaking lie.
An. If chide ; 'tis nothing, there's no danger, know :
(I fpeake ftrange things) love doth by brauling
grow :
He firft retyres and mufl goe back fome flep,
Who hath a mind to make the flronger leap.
The further Cupid drawes his elbow back,
He deeper flrikes, and makes the greater wrack.
Warre begets peace, Jarre to atonement tends,
Thus Mars and Venus quarreld, and were friends.
Adde this : his wrath up to the height to wind,
To fearch what gall thou in his breaft canfl find.
Anger will lay his heart wide ope, and bare,
In rage, (for men to hide their thoughts) 'tis rare.
Thofe Doves, who late, each other fought to wound,
Now joyne their bills with murmure and fweet
found. Ovid.
Lovers foray, where there's no way.
An. Court, kifle, drinke deepe, ftrow rofes when you
meet,
And let your banquets be of junkets fweet.
In little, little fpace, unhappy thou,
With a fad foule beneath his feet (halt bow.
The beane-flalke by a flender wand doth clime,
322 Anna and Pkillis. Emb. 22. 23.
Shooting his head up to the ayre in time.
The top it aimes at, having reacht unto 't,
He bowes his wanton head downe to the root.
Lovers ram heat unto the utmoft aimes,
And though you grant it much, yet more it claimes,
Give all : 'tis not enough, unleffe thou grant
(Of what hee hath) He to his friend may vaunt.
This alfo is to bee admonimed them, that virgins
fmile not on all fuch as laugh upon them : wnich in-
deed is not feene in any but fuch as are rather im-
modeft or madde, mee ought not alfo to fuffer her
felfe to bee tugged or over wantonly toucht, but rather
to fhunne the place, or forbeare the company. If
mee cannot otherwife avoide it. Vives.
. They care nor feare, For what theyfweare.
An. Let neither promife, nor complaint perfwade,
Nor his laments thy tender breft invade.
Seefl thou that Reed, which when the North winde
blowes,
Bowes downe it's head, and like a fuppliant fhowes ;
But the guft paft, it growes ftraight as a line,
And of the former florme remaines no figne.
The Bee makes honey till his fling be gone,
But that once loft, he foone becomes a Drone.
The futor fues, and feekes, and gives good words,
Whilft (he ftands off, and no kind grace affoords :
But with contempt and fcoffing he'l retire,
When he hath once obtain 'd his wifht defire.
Ram oathes by raging lovers uttered, bind
Like words infcrib'd on water, or in wind.
Hot love groweth foone cold ; and faith plighted
with feigned vowes as it is tyed without confcience, fo
for the moil part it is broken without care.
Touch it with fait, it turnes to nothing.
An. That thy prime age, thou without ftaine mayft
weare,
Emb. 23. 24. Anna and Phillis. 323
See thou to no obfcene talke lend thine eare,
When wanton youth 'gaind modedy makes warre
To make it captive, fuch their weapons are.
Therefore, if any with a blufhlefle face,
And talke uncomely, preffe into the place ;
Grace nothing, but a brow cenforious take
And anfwer him, as if fome Matron fpake.
Obferve the fnaile, on which if fait you cad,
To water firfl it turnes, to naught at lad.
Let but thy words into lowd thunder breake,
And inflantly, hee'l have no word to fpeake.
Pofthumia the vedall, becaufe fhee was free in
laughter, and more liberall in difcourfe with men, then
became her order, was cald in queftion about inced :
but being acquitted of that crime by Spurius Minu-
tius, then High Pried or Flamin, he admonimed her
that thenceforward fhee mould conform e her language
to her life. Plutarch.
As the North-wind driveth away the raine, fo doth
an angry countenance, the flandering tongue. Prov.
25- 23.
Therms much danger, to truft aftranger.
Phi. To marry, in my thoughts much better were,
It drengthens bamfull fhame, preventing feare.
An. But light and hady will, doth fraud provoke,
Who eates with too much fpeed may hap to choake.
When Palamedes birds the rudicks take,
They fnares of paper, daub'd with birdlime, make.
The meate the fowle loves, in the midd is plac't,
Which whild the hungry bird defires to tade,
The flimy paper blinding both her eyes,
She now a pray before the fowler lies.
Mod judly they the Cities fcorne are made,
Who will be caught, yet fee the traine that's laid.
The way to marriage is doubtfull and double, the
one leadeth to mifery, the other to happinefie : there-
fore before thou gived thy felfe into that way, it be-
Y 2
324 Anna and Phillis. Emb. 25. 26.
hoveth thee to be of that folicitous deliberation which
is reported of Hercules travelling where two waves
met ; for if once in marriage, it hath hapned unto
thee ill, there is no art by which thou canfl correct it :
for thou art falne into the number of thofe, of whom
the proverb fpeakes, Hee deferveth no pitty, that cfiufeth
to doe twice amiffe.
It is more honefl after thou hail once determined,
to love, rather than begin to determin when thou haft
loved.
Sometimes faire words, wound worfe thanfwords.
An. If any one unworthy feeke thy bed,
From thy chafte houfe let him be banimed :
Admit him not, fo much as to be jeer'd ;
Some fcoft at firft, have after prov'd indeer'd.
If he have any wit at all, he'l mow it,
And prove in fundry ftraines to let thee know it,
Imbracing firft, ftrive a forc't kiffe to win,
Such kiffes have to virgins fatall beene.
So by degrees into thy breft love fteales
And wanders round, but his foft fteps conceales ;
Whilft Fowlers play upon their pipes, and fmg,
Th' unwary fowle into their nets they bring.
Wonder not that thou art deceived by him that
fpeakes thee faire and flatters thee, but rather wonder
how thou haft efcaped from not being deceived by
him. Demojlhenes.
Sic avidis fallax indulget pifcibus Ifamus,
Callida fie Jlultas decipit efcaferas.
So the deceitfull hooke the fim betrayes,
So beafts, by crafty baits, a thoufand wayes.
Spare for no coft, where nothings loft.
Phi. To imbrace, or kifie, why mould a maid deny ?
Since neither mame, nor fame we lofe thereby.
Who can belceve a foft kiffe can eclipfe
Our honor, comming from a young mans lips.
Emb. 26. 27. Anna and Phillis. 325
The Bee the violet kift, and the Sunnes flower,
And laden with fweet juice, hies to her bower,
Yet neither one nor other is fmce dride,
But both Hill rlourim in their wounded pride.
What with compulfive (Irength the young man
tooke,
The maide wipes off; and keepes her former looke
If it be lawfull light from light to take,
Why fhould we maides to kiffe, fuch fcruple make ^
Why fwelfl. thou Satyrift, kifles are vaine,
And thine owne fpit will warn them off againe.
Ex. Gr. Ep.
True honour is fo pure, It will no touch indure.
An. KiiTes, foft gripes, and blandiming perfwades,
From amorous futors ; harme not thofe young
maides.
No Poet (howfoever his vaine pleafe)
Shall fway me ; but there's poifon in all thefe.
Touch not the purple grape : for then 'tis ripe, .
And that pure colour cannot brooke the gripe.
'Tis frefh, now the Vines grace, and hath affinity
Vnto the Genius of untoucht virginity ;
Shun them, they have fweet poifon mixt among :
The lip but toucht, doth weare the impreffe long :
For warn thy face a thoufand times, the finne
Thou canft not wipe thence, for that lies within.
Nothing is more tender than the fame and repu-
tation of women, or more fubjecl to injury : in fo
much that it may be properly faid to hang by the
fmall thread of a Spider. Vives.
No Father can have too great a care of preferv-
ing his daughters chaility. Plaut. in Epidic.
Oncejhantd) ever blam'd.
An. Not finne alone, but what may fuch appeare,
If thou beefl wife (maide) fluddy to forbeare,
Tis not enough, thine adls are free from blame,
326 Anna and Phillis. Emb. 28.
Since them (meanetime) maifl fuffer in thy fame.
If the Nuts-fhels, thou fhalt afunder draw,
Doe what thou canft, there wil remaine the flaw.
Thy fame once toucht, bee thy mind ne're fo
pure,
Yet fcandall mail thy chaflity indure.
Though thou the mine ftudieft to repaire,
Thou canft not make it good with all thy care.
How-ever joyne the fhells, the breach is feene,
Though hide thy wounds, yet will they flill be
greene,
Her modefly once blam'd,
She is for ever fham'd.
Remember flill thy fame to cherifh,
That loft, thy felfe doth likewife perifh. Ovid.
It behoveth the chaft one, not onely to abflaine
from crime, but alfo to avoyd the fordid afperfion
of blame. Dion.
His Jlave Jhee lives, to whom Jke gives.
An. Bee't then the virgins care and labour ilill,
That of her carriage, no tongue can fpeake ill,
Heare me with patience and He teach thee then y
What dangerous rockes t' avoide, both where &
when.
Part to thy Love with nothing that thou hafle,
Farre be free hands to virgins that are chafte.
If give but trifles, hee'l for greater looke :
Part hath beene offerd, when the whole was
tooke.
Befides, thy gifts to every one hee'l mow,
Speaking them thine, to all whom he doth know.
Fat fpilt in frying, makes the flame fo great,
That it both wafts it felfe, and fpoiles the meat.
Let the woman give nothing to the man : for
whofoever fhe bee that prefents a gift, proflrateth
her felfe. Vives.
And there may bee reafon rendred, that whofo-
Emb. 29. Anna and Phi His.
327
ever gives may bee thought to infmuate himfelfe
into that mans favour to whom hee giveth ; allud-
ing to that of Martial.
Thou fent'ft me prefent, oh but why ?
Becaufe with thee I mould comply.
All things by Gold, are bought and fold.
An. Give not faid I ? Now, doe not take, I fay,
Cripple we are, gifts will our fexe betray :
They weaken us : me that hath long out-held
(A gift received) to yeeld hath beene compeld.
The bafer coyne they to the Seas commend,
But the choife Gold, to the white bofome fend.
Where fleele can force no entrance, Gold is free,
Let Danaes brazen Tower witnefle for mee.
Then Steele give place, to Gold thy flrength refigne,
(Woe me) that choller, hath a power divine.
By Iron fome few ; Their number, who by Gold
Have beene made proflrate : never can be told.
There is nothing fo facred which is not to bee
violated and prophaned, nothing fo defenced,
which is not to be fcaled, and entred by money.
Cicero.
Gods, Chaflity, and Faith have faild,
Gold onely, over them prevaild.
Receive no gifts, (a hooke lies in the meate)
None but have birdlime, and their poifon's great.
M. Verinus.
Trufl none in the giving vaine ;
Lovers give not but to game.
An. Bee't then thy care, (if care thou haft to ftand
Vpr%ht) from Lovers gifts to keepe thine hand.
Seed thou Love painted naked in all drafts
With quiver onely, and fome few fmall fhafts ?
He weares no pocket, but hates all their tribe,
Who in Loves free converfe expect a bribe.
Can Diamond, lemme, or golden chaine beguile
328 Anna and Phillis. Emb. 30. 31.
Thy modefty fo farre ; to become vile ?
The gaping Oyfter, intertaining (lones,
By'th Crab injecled, is difpoild at once.
Once guilty of a gift (if put to triall)
Thou haft not power to make the leaft denyall.
To receive a gift, is to fell thy liberty. Seneca.
Often by too much play, Virgins themf elves betray.
An. Now trifles I injoyne, and I confeffe
They 're fuch, yet worthy to be read, (no leffe)
To tumble on the graffe, urge them to try
Maiftries : Thefe fit for chafte ones I deny.
A Bee's hid in the flower, a maide doth come,
To crop it 'tweene her finger and her thum.
No ftayes, no reft, her tender flefh it ftings,
It fmarts, it fwels, me cryes, her hands me wrings,
And faith, why Bee, thus feek'ft thou me to kill,
I came to fport, and purpos'd thee no ill.
When maides with young men try, they doe not
well,
But oft catch ftings, which make their flefh to fwell.
Sporting hath beene the occafion of many evils, as
we may read. Horace.
Sport hath begot both fudden ftrife and rage,
Anger, contention, warre, commixt with ftrage.
In paftime & fport, women s brefts are eafily difcovered :
according with that of the Poet.
We are careleffe then of what we doe or fay,
Our very mindes lie open in our play.
Moft hold fuch bad, as love to gad.
An. In all things Ovids booke I cannot praife,
For he allowes the virgins foot that ftrayes,
He doth advife the Romane girles to meet
In Theatres, and gad about the ftreet,
In my opinion, he amifle periwades,
If I be judge ; it is no worke for maides.
Emb. 32. Anna and Phi His. 329
In ftreets lud rageth, there thou cand not be
Safe ; then keepe home, that's the bell place for
thee.
The fheepe that through the briers and thornes doth
dray,
Much of his wooll, oft lofeth by the way :
Neither can (he her modefty keepe long,
Who much frequents the Dion&an throng.
The ornament of women is to flourifh in honedy
and elegancy of manners : and for the mod part to
keepe within at home : to prefcribe limits to her lips,
eyes, and cheekes, and not often to put her foot over
her owne threfhold. Greg. Nazian.
Therms danger, ftr icily to confine
EitJier young wenches ; or new wine.
Phi. Mud we be then in lading darknede tyde,
As in clofe houfes ever to abide ?
Is it enough that we a midrede feare,
And from her teady fingers blowes oft beare ?
Our mind's now dronger grown, love bids us
play,
And of the City take a free furveigh.
Locks cannot let, Venus fets wide the dore,
When lovers entrance to clos'd maides implore :
Love hates all durance, he was ever free,
And Bacchus too delights in liberty,
New wine : young maides : by too dric"l keeping
dill.
Hazard the caske, and houfe : Both apt to fpill.
No woman can be redrain'd againd her will. Lib.
Amor. 3.
That which is mod kept from us, mod we crave,
The prey calls theeves, few love what they can
have. Id.
Such as have leave to finne, commit lead ill,
The power to offend, oft takes away the will. Id.
That lefTe pleafeth us to which wee are mod per-
3 30 A nna and Phillis. Emb. 33. 34.
fwaded : that rather wee defire from which wee are
moft diffwaded.
There can bee given no ftrong fecurity,
For Maiden heads in their maturity.
Phi. Maides, if you looke to roft your Cheftnuts
well,
Obferve firfl with a knife to wound the fhell :
If with unbroken skin it touch the fire,
Twill break in pieces, and with noife retire.
Who to chafte love fhall make her breft obdure,
From Venus ) oh what panges fhall fhe procure 1
She burnes, nor can her youth take leafl content,
That's cloiftred, and at home in prifon pent.
The bridle once tooke off, fhe growes untame,
And then, with greater fury burnes her flame.
Some I have feene at lawfull love repine,
And after, madly to bafe lufl incline.
Dangerous is the cuftody of a virginity, and moft
difficultly is fhe to be reflraind, to whom the yoke of
virginity is impofed. Egn.
That which Tacitus fpake of the plebe or multi-
tude, may not unfitly be conflrued upon young
virgins, vid. They are altogether impatient of meere
fervitude, or abfolute liberty.
To free thy f elf e from danger cleane.
Shun the extremes, and keepe the meane.
An. I doe not prifons on young Maides conferre,
Onely would curbe their feet lefl they mould erre.
Phi. You charg'd me to no futor lend an eare,
What Husband fhall I have then ? let me heare.
An. Marry one grave, of mafculine vertue, who
No loofe veneriall fports is pleas'd to know,
On whom Apollo fmiles, Themis doth grace,
He will direcl thy path, fecure thy place.
If rude (thy felfe) one ruder thou malt try,
Emb. 35. 36. Anna and P /til Us. 331
Neither the nuptiall office. can fupply.
loyne two unlighted Tapers without flame,
(How fo thou wilt,) the darkneffe is the fame.
What profiteth it thee to grate one tooth againft
another. Martial.
Young Maides fancies are inclind,
Tdaffccl thejtiape, neglett the mind.
P/r. Would ft have a maide to take into her bed,
A Sophift of flerne brow, like Cato bred,
Whom, courts by day ; by night, his bookes afflict,
In curtaine bufmeffe, will not he be flri<ft ?
Whilfl he his clients caufe doth onely mind,
Small right (alas) the bed is like to finde.
The gowne the loadflones braine hath, hard things
drawes,
But in foft amours cannot plead a caufe.
Lawes not of (i) Beti/hes, but the bed I love
The aufteere brow I have no will to prove.
Give me the man that's deepely read in kiflee,
And fure my love aimes at no further bliffes.
Let us remember that the fexe in its owne nature
is weake, as not in body, fo neither in minde being
able to under-goe things ferious and weighty, therefore
we mull allow them retirement, and relaxation from
their cares, and give them fome liberty of fporting, and
telling tales amongfl their friends and neighbours:
provided, no curiofity be ufed, &c. Vives.
Merry Suiters^ make mad Husbands.
An. What madneiTe is't of kiffing thus to prate,
When thou a facred bed (houldll intimate 1
Leave lufts to Venus, Husbands are a treafure,
And holy Hymen hates the name of pleafure.
No groome or fquire of Venus can be fit
(i) Bcnjhes of judgement.
332 Anna and Phillis. Emb. 37. 38.
To take a houfes charge and mannage it.
Thefe (i) Memnons flatue follow (in their fuite)'
Who when the Sun (nines, clamor, elfe are mute.
Whilft thy choife (2) Paris in his firft love rag'd,
'Twixt you a thoufand kiffes were ingadg'd.
But that heat paft, thou (to thy griefe) haft try'd,
Th'art onely an unworthy fouldiers bride.
It is hard to maintaine credit where truth is
fufpec~led : but howfoever fufpition may enter a falfe
action, yet truth will never bring in her plea, to
fufpect where there is caufe is fufferable : but where
there is no caufe, it is intolerable. Ottavius Ccefar
Domum fuam non folum crimine, fed fufpitione cri-
minis, vacare voluit. i. Auguftus C<zfar, would have
his houfe not onely free from fault, but even from the
very fufpition of crime.
Sorrow treads, where folly leads.
An. On the bright fire whilfl fome fifh too much
e gaze, ^
Fixing their eyes upon the tapers blaze :
They neither mind the nmers nor their boats,
Nor their fharpe knives prepar'd to rip their throats,
Whilft the young man, whom mad love cloth
furprife,
Admires his miftreffe front, and ftar-like eyes :
Or whilft the girle whom childifh folly blinds,
His new fprung beard and feature onely minds.
All faults lie hid, there is no further flay,
'Tis now enough if they can kiffe and play.
T'wixt thefe where itching makes fuch quick dif-
patch
'Tis often feene Megcera fpoiles the match.
As Circe injoy'd not thofe whom fhe transform'd
(i) The Sun of the morning. (2) He was Jlaine at Troy.
4 Anna and Phi His.
333
into Swine, Lions, &c. but affected Vlyffes in his
owne perfeclneffe aboue all others : So thofe women
who by amorous potions (too which I adde whorifh
blandifhments) have got their husbands, for the mod
part leade with them an unquiet life, through mad-
neffe. Plutarch.
Where vertue tyes, love never dyes.
An. The Rofe doth yeeld a favour fweet and flrong,
After 'tis fhed, or in the Sunne laine long.
Fond is the love of feature, which doth fade,
And putrid growes, when age doth once invade,
Agues deface, and cares the beauty (laine,
And thefe in young men often breed difdaine.
But wit's more (ledfafl ; 'twill to age indure,
A thoufand waies that, favour can procure.
Gray haires, nor wrinckles, can fuch ardor quench,
Nor love (on vcrtue built) in Lethe drench.
If match with one, whofe mind his fhape excels,
That love, till death lafts onely, and none elfe.
In us we nought immortall find,
Saving the goods of brell and mind. Ovid.
Couples ill matcht, like garments patcht.
An. If love thy felfe, doe not an old man wed,
Left thou lie frozen in a defolate bed.
If any ; thou a pojlhume birth (halt beare.
He, if thy child call father, cannot heare.
Or mould he have choice whom to make his heire,
Fame, to fpeake largely of thee will not (pare.
Meane time the faire flower of thy youth is fpent,
And thy bed dayes thou fadly (halt lament.
Why doth the Ivie 'bout the Elrne fo cling ?
'Las ; one muft perifh, if the other fpring,
Whilft it (ambitious) 'bout the top branch twines,
The drooping Tree hangs downe the head and
pines.
334 Anna and Phillis. Emb. 41. 42.
Mairimonium ita demum tranquille exigi potejl, fi
mulier Cceca, martins furdus fiat, 6
Then marriage may be faid to be paft in all quiet-
neffe, when the wife is blind, and the husband deafe.
The nature of women is fubject to jealoufie, from
whence grows clamour and noife, and the wives gar-
rulity and prating offends the husband, which he mould
bee farre from, if he wanted his hearing, &c.
Children in law, breed may a flaw.
An. Hence brats in law 1 maides, mothers the firft
day,
What mak'ft thou in a widdowed bed I pray 1
When Hymen joynes you fmgle : thefe are bred
Are the befl pledges of thy maidenhead.
To graft a branch with ripe fruits if thou drive,
Ti a meere burden, and it cannot thrive.
The withered apples fall (unfit to tafte)
For both the flock and graft indure like wafle.
Slyps without fruit, tranfpofe unto thy tree,
So mall thy fruit in Autumne better bee.
Do 't whilfl the gumme in the greene rind doth
fwell,
Plants without mutuall fap ne're profper well.
A fmall benefit may arife to a great profit, if it be
feafonably confer'd, faith Curtius.
Time is the befl counfellor, and the chiefe president
of counfels, faith Antifthenes, and Cicero calleth it the
mofl perfecl Herald of truth.
To have thy will, be humble ftill.
Phi. Now thy injunctions pleafe : but, woon with
gold,
My father aymes me at a man that's old.
What mail I doe ? my love I will not Have
To an old King, (though he my love mould crave.)
An. If he to one unworthy would thee tye,
o> Anna and Phillis. 335
What ere he urge, let not thy voyce found hye,
Prayers arme the virgin, If intreat : 'tis done,
Sterne fathers, by no other art are woon.
Smooth foreheads more prevaile, than thefe averfe
Hard hearts, fubmifiion, and not feare can pierce.
The Pine-tree Nut thou canft not break with blows,
But a foft fire, the fhels wide open throws.
Mild power doth compaffe that which rough vio-
lence never can. Claud.
Where men by favour drive to git
Gods favour, and incourage it,
But the fame gods when force is us'd,
(As angry) thinke themfelves abus'd.
An. We are in harbour, thou malt be a bride,
Heare fomething in that flate thy felfe to guide.
The grafter, all the native fprigs doth flrip,
That the whole fap may feed th' adopted flip.
All wandring fancies me mufl quite expell,
Who in a lawfull match would profper well.
No fooner (hall thy nuptiall Tead take fire,
But thou on him mull fixe thy whole defire.
Not thy old play-fellow mud thine houfe frequent,
Nor he with whoraj (before) thine houres thou fpent.
Let mother and thy fitter now goe by,
Left former love the adopted fap mould dry.
Let men obey the lawes, and women their hus-
bands. Socrates. Silence and patience maketh con-
cord betwixt married couples. A good husband ought
to be wife in words, wary in converfation, carefull in
provifion, diligent in ordering : a difcreet mailer, a
carefull father. A good wife mufl bee grave abroad,
well govern'd at home, patient to fuffer, conflant to
love, to her neighbours friendly, courteous to her fer-
vants, carefull of her children. Theophrajlus.
2.
An. Am I deceiv'd ? or more elfe mould be fppkc,
336 Anna and Phil Us. Emb. 44, 45.
To fuch as newly enter Hymens yoake.
The flock which late had branches of his owne,
Muft now by a ftrange leafe and fruit be knowne.
The top cut off, it boafts not its owne feed,
But beareth what another branch did breed.
When married : thou thyfelfe wilt then withdraw,
For now thy husband is to thee a law.
What he prefcribes : to that thou muft agree,
(If wife) fo partner of his counfels be.
By his direction, all thine actions fway,
To yeeld's to conquer, and (to rule) to obey.
A chafte Matron by obeying her husbands will,
getteth command over him, Bias. But give thy wife
no power over thee, for if this day thou fuffereft
her to tread upon thy foot, me will be ready by
to morrow to fpurne at thy head, &c.
An. Grafting hath more on which thy mind may reft,
Graft then thefe precepts likewife in thy bred.
Tree's grace the graft, by fap themfelves do fpend,
And their owne ornament to others lend.
If with thy golden dower thy houfe mine bright,
And fwell his coffers which before were light :
Be not thou proud, nor thine owne wealth pro-
claim e,
Let all thine houfe reft in thine husbands name.
Who would not thinke that clamorous woman mad,
To cry This, That, from me, my husband had.
Thefe were, and arejlill mine. It is not knowne
How wives can boft of ought that is their owne.
That the law make men lords, there is no doubt,
And 'tis a right, that goes the world throughout.
Marriage teacheth, that a woman mould hold her
husband to be all things unto her, and that he alone
mail fucceed in all loving and deare nominations,
which (as we read in Homer} the mod vertuous An-
dromache confers upon her husband Heftor.
Emb. 45. Anna and Phillis.
What father, mother, brother, elfe can be,
Thou, thou, fweet husband art all thefe to me.
The Epilogue.
Proceeding further we were ftrooke with feare,
Becaufe of noife which Anna firfl did heare :
Enough if not too much, come now let's breake,
This having faid, me blufht, and ceaft to fpeake.
337
FINIS.
(338)
PROLOGUES AND EPILOGUES.
The Queenefeajling the King at Somerfet houfe, upon his
Birth-day, hers falling in the fame weeke, this was
there fpoken unto them.
WEE cannot read in any fiourifhing ftate,
Whether by King fwaid, or by optimate ,
A greater bleffing hapning to one Nation,
By two fuch births, beneath one conftellation,
For being in one moneth, (i) one weeke ; ftnall let
There was, thefe two bleft birth-dayes had not met :
Yet hath the powerfull hand of heaven fo guided,
(Though) by fmall diflance of two dayes jdivided :
Thefe ftarres who then, their influence had alone
Are now combin'd, fixt in one glorious Throne :
Fromwhofe joynt rayes another's rifen fmce,
(Lufterd from both) a fweet and hopefull Prince.
O may he from your vertues fo much gaine,
That little Charles may prove our Charlemaine.
(i) ftober.
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To them both at parting.
The Romanes of their birth-dayes had fuch care,
They kept them facred, and not one might dare,
In all their families to worke, but play,
Obferving that, as an high feflivall day.
The Emperours birth-dayes were cald Alba, white,
As the fole luflre, and their Kingdomes light
In you: how much doth heaven your Nations
bleffe,
To enjoy two fuch : the greater, and the lefle.
A fpeech fpoktn to their two excellent Majeflies, at tht
firft Play play* d by the Queenes Servants, in
tfie new Theater at White HalL
When Greece, the chiefe priority might claime
For Arts, and Armes, and held the eminent name
Of Monarchic ; They creeled divers places,
Some to the Mufes, others to the Graces :
Where Actors drove, and Poets did devife
With tongue and pen, to pleafe the eares and eyes
Of Princely Auditors ; The time was, when
To heare, the rapture of one Poets pen,
A Theater hath beene built, By the fates doome,
When th' Empire was removed from thence to Rome.
The potent Cczfars had their Cirri, and
Large Amphitheaters : in which might (land
And fit, full fourefcore thoufand, all in view,
And touch of voice : This great Auguftus knew.
Nay Rome, it's wealth, and potency injoyd,
Till by the barbarous Gothes thefe were deftroy'd.
But may this ftructure laft, and you be feene
Here a fpeclator, with your Princely Queene,
In your old age, as in your flourifhing prime,
To out-flrip Auguftus both in fame and time.
Z 2
340 Prologues and Epilogues.
To the King and Queene upon a New year es-day at night
the Two-fact lanus with a great golden Key in his
Jiand, the Pref enter.
Where is my Sonne December 1 yong'ft and lafl
Of twelve 1 what fleeping now 1 now fnorting fall ?
In this joyes feflivall 1 from yeares agone,
Solemnis'd one thoufand fixe hundred thirty one.
Can neither mufick, fport, nor myrth awake thee ,
But to eleven moneths fleep muft thou betake thee 1
Why doth not January then appeare,
Before old Janus father of the yeare ?
My eldeft boy ? now I remember. Hee,
Is bufied in this annuall lubilee.
And flill the one hand with the other fhifts,
In giving and receiving New-yeares gifts.
But flay ; two faces lanus ? one to view
The pafl yeare ; th' other, that which (hall infue.
Shal't be imputed to thine age orfloath
To neglea thefe ; the glory of them both 1
No ; fall thus low, to celebrate that throne
In which the two great lights (i) are met in one
Without ecclipfe ; This key commands the fcrew,
That lockes the pafl yeare up, and opes the new,
This fhuts up all difafler, dearth, difeafe,
Opening to you all glad things that may pleafe,
To crowne your bleffedneffe, and as that gone
Hath crown'd you with an Heire (as yet alone)
There's by aufpitious love a fecond breeding,
Our hope, and honour of the yeare fucceeding.
As in the lafl, may Heaven in this defend them,
Whilfl lanus with his twelve fonnes mail attend them.
The Epilogue fpoken by the fame lanus.
Health, flrength, and many a glad new yeare,
(i) Meaning their 2. MajefHes.
Prologues and Epilogues. 34 i
A con Rant folace, joyfull cheere,
Waite ever on that awfull throne,
Where reft two Princely hearts, made one.
From which bled union, may fupply
Of iffue to eternity
Grace and become it : Thefe prefages
Prove fortunate to after ages,
Which long fucceflion hence may fee,
Till time and houres (hall ceafe to bee.
A Prologue f poke before the King, when her Majejly was
great with child.
Health, joy, peace, plenty, and a flourishing (late,
A dexter omen : an aufpitious fate,
Attend you ever, like Hipcrion mine
In his meridian, never to decline.
And may your royall Cynthia who hath run
Sixe annuall courfes with you, and begun,
Now on the feventh, who to your Kingdomes
Cheere
And your great joy, at this time fills her fphere,
In a moft hopefull plenitude : fo waine
After bleft iffue, that your glorious raigne,
May fee your Sonnes Sonnes Princes of fuch name,
That the whole world may eccho to their fame.
From her chad wombe may fuch faire daughters
fpring,
That each may prove the confort to a King,
And both furvive to fee't : this we in-treat
May come from her who is fo good, fo great
The Epilogue.
Thofe heavenly Guardians that with patents large,
Have in tuition Kings and Kingdomes charge,
Protect you both, that as we daily fee
Nations, that farre remote and forraigne be
Send hither as to an Oracle to know,
34 2 Prologues and Epilogues.
What's for their fafety beft : you may ftill grow
In wifedome and in power, till your command
May extend it felfe fo farre by Sea and Land,
That through the Chriftian world it may be faid,
All begge of Charles, but he needs no mans ayd.
Another fpoken at White Hall before their f acred
Majeflies.
Exuberant joyes, delights tranfcending waite
About the orbe of this illuflrious Hate.
All fad difafters flie beyond thofe Seas
That ebbe and flow unto th' Antipodes,
Or if they chance to linger by the way,
May they with Mahomet, and All ftay :
But never in thefe Climes find place of red
Or fhelter, where the facred truth's profefl,
But in their ftead, profperity and peace,
Aboundance, health, with numerous inereafe
Of royall iffue 'bout your throne be feene,
To glad my foveraigne, and rejoyce his Queene :
So mall your Nations in bright luftre mine,
Figuring in thefe your Perfons, powers divine.
The Epilogue.
Miriads of joyes your royall hearsTurprife,
Yea more than any rapture can devife,
The heart of man conceive, or tongue exprefle,
That in your more than common happineffe,
All your true fubjec~ls with unanimous voice.
May both in you, and your bleft feed rejoyce.
A Prologue fpoken to their facred Majefties, at
Hampton Court.
If Coefar, greateft in great Pompeh fall,
As being made the foveraigne over all
The (then knowne) world ; or if Augujlns^ Hee
Prologues and Epilogues. 343
Who left his ample name Hereditarie
To all fucceeding Emperours ; If to th' lad
Of the twelve Ccefars, Theaters were grac't,
And when the Julian family expir*d
In many ages after were admir'd ?
And the more fame from forraigne parts to win,
Adornd without, and beautified within.
If by fuccefifion we can draw them downe
Through nations, realmes and tongues, even to our
own,
Proving thefe flouriming Kingdomes profperd well,
And never faild before thefe ftruclures fell :
Or were fupprefl ; for 'tis a bad prefage,
(All mirth exil'd) Hill followes wrack and ftrage.
If then a factious peevifh male-content,
Envying a blefl (late ; (hall his malice vent
In bald unlicenc't papers ? fo much daring
As neither Soveraigne, nor the fubjec~t fparing :
Affuming in a ftrange libellious flraine,
To thinke all wifedome treafur'd in his braine 1
Be all fuch fruflrate in their vaine indeavour,
Whilft you oh Royall Ctefar live for ever.
The Epilogue.
loves Influent Planet boading power and ftate
For ever, on this high tribunall waite.
Apolloe's fire, add verdure, to your dayes,
And crowne your long raigne with his Daphnes
bayes.
Hermes attend you with his peaceful flarre,
And Mars protect you in all menacing warre.
May Venus and the Moones bright conftellations,
With their beft fulgence fmile on all your Nations ;
But on all male-contents let Saturne lower,
Such as maligne your glory and your power.
Spoken to their two Majejlies at White Hall.
Prologue.
Whom Heaven with all choice graces hath indowed,
344 Prologues and Epilogues.
Whom even the Angels praife and men admire !
On whom your Maker hath his bounty mowed,
Where nothing wants that mans heart can defire,
Your peoples joy, your Peeres feledled pleafure.
Your Kingdomes admiration, Nations wonder.
Of forraigne climes the praife, of ours the treafure,
O never may that facred union funder.
That whilft we daily of high heaven importune,
You may be in your royall iffue bleft,
You may ftill grow, in greatneffe, fame and fortune,
All which at feeming height, be ftill increaft.
Prove thou a prophet mufe, fay 'tis decreed,
All Chriftendome mall flourim in your feed.
The Epilogue.
Could we all Panegyrics put in one,
That have beene on the ancient Heroes writ,
They might all be conferd on you alone,
And you great Princes juftly merit it.
O may you in your happy loves perfever,
Diurnally augment, but not decline,
That this your people may admire you ever,
Till heaven that gave you us make you divine.
And that which we of aged Neftor read,
May of you two be chronicled indeed.
Spoken to their excellent Majefties upon the like occafion.
Prologue.
Excellent Princes may you ever bee,
As great as good, each yeare a lubilee.
That as heavens bounty crownes you with th' in-
creafe
Of honour, glory, and domeftick peace.
You, with like liberall hands inflated here,
May to each fubject and deferving Peere :
Like the bright Sunne your glorious favours throw,
To comfort and make flourim what's below.
Prologues and Epilogues. 345
Whilfl we like the woods Quiriflers flill fmg
Loud Hymnes to you the Lord of this our fpring.
The Epilogue.
You that are Emblemes of that light divine,
Which equally on all eftates doth (hine,
The Palace and the Cottage, flower and weed,
Of whofe bright lufter all have ufe, and need,
Even from the Scarlet, to the Ruffet : Gray
As well as Purple : Had we power, as they
That are in eminent place ; there could not be
Thofe, mould exprefle more gratitude than we.
The rich may pay in gold, that which he owes,
But we our debt, onely in words and fhowes.
Spoken to his Majcjly upon a New yeares day at night
The Prologue.
Renowned King, we to your eares commend
Thefe our unpolifht labours, harm and low,
Hoping your grace will like the Sunne extend,
Thofe glorious beames that make the Cedars grow,
Shine on the bafeil fhrubs, his vertue's feene
As well in weeds as flowers, for both are green e.
Then let your Maiefty by whofe afpecl
All thefe fweet garden flowers, thefe Trees flill
flourifh,
The lead part of your glorious mine reflect
On us : your beames great Brittaines land doth
nourifh.
Still moving in this bright and luminous fphere,
To joy your Court with many a glad New-yeare.
TJie Epilogue.
'Mongft other prefents, high and facred King,
This folemne day prefented at your feat
Their tribute love, your humble vaflals bring.
346 Prologiies and Epilogues.
Rut though our gifts be fmall, our wills are great,
We come, though naked of defert or merit,
Yet arm'd with withes, and devouteft prayer,
Trufling you many ages may inherit
That high Tribunall, peace and love prepare,
That this firfl day which enters a new yeare,
On which the two fac't lanus lookes with joy,^
May many feafons hence, with gladfome cheare,
Be hallowed ftill, that heavens hand may deftroy
Your enemies : and fo your friends maintaine.
They many yeares hence may admire your raigne.
Another fpoken at the Court to the like purpofe.
Prologue.
As all fmall rivers to the ocean runne,
As to the foveraigne of their filver flreames,
As all leffe lights doe borrow of the Sunne,
From whom alone they take their golden beames.
So to this glorious Sunne we pay our light,
Without whofe face we live in endleffe night.
O you, on your owne earth foly divine,
Who fill your faire Court with your beames of grace,
With one fmall glimmering on our paflimes mine,
The Sun barres none the beauty of his face.
Poets that have like Larkes already fung,
Ynto the morning of your profperous raigne,
Shall with an Angels quill and Cherubs tongue,
Your grace and goodneffe through the world pro-
claime.
But when you reach the noontyde point, then flay,
And in the height of glory mine for aye.
Epilogue.
Moft high and facred Sir, we now are caft
Low as the earth, ftrook mute with feare and terror,
Left through our want of judgement we have pall
Prologues and Epilogues. 347
Words rudely plac't : or duty mixt with error.
The Shepheards Pipe made of an Oaten Reed,
Cannot compare with great Apollds lyre ;
Nor fhould our Mufe, that no delight can breed
Vnto your high and Princely eares afpire.
We bring a mite that^would prefent a mine,
Our loves we pay, to whom our lives we owe,
Water we bring, who could affoord it wine,
Our art you fee, our hearts we cannot mow.
O if we could ! we would inrich this place
With joyes eflentiall, bleflings above meafure,
Heaven, Earth, Ayre, Sea, all powre upon your grace,
Their fpeciall bounties, and their richefl treafure.
In our laft wifh all your defires attaine,
Life, fafety, health, with a long-lafling raigne.
A Prologue fpoken at the right Honourable the Earle of
Dovers houfe in Broadflreet, at a Play in a mojl
bountiful I Chri/lmas hee kept there; the Speaker
Hofpitality a /rollick old fellow : A Coller of
Brawne in one hand, and a deepe Bowie of Miif-
cadel in the other.
Where is that rich mans Minion, cal'd Frugality 1
What hath he quite hence banifht Hofpitality ?
In dayes of old, when yea and nay did paffe
For currant troth, I and old Chriftenmaffe
Were of acquaintance ; but of late I find
Frugality quick fighted, my felfe blind.
He goes through Court, through Country, City, and
Findes entertainment, for each frugall hand
Still bids him welcome : yet a novice hee :
But I, that am of more antiquity
Than Pauls (alas) by time and age decayd,
Nay almoft fince this Cities ground-fills layd,
Walke up and downe and knock at each mans dore,
And finde the fame cold welcome as before.
But harke, a Cock crowd, and I heard a Swan
Ecchoing to him, that here did live a man,
3 4 8 Prologues and Epilogues.
Noble, and of that high and ancient ftraine,
To call back Hofpitality againe.
Then by the good Lords and kind Ladies leave,
Since their wide Gates ftand ready to receive
So great a flranger, and (in me) thefe guefls
So oft invited to their annuall feafts.
This bleffmg take, oh whether in this place,
Or where fo elfe this bleil time you fo grace,
May your warme Chimneyes fmoke, and hot fires
glow,
Whilft Thames breeds Swans, or Cocks -'garnil Chrifl-
mas crow.
// is to be obferved that the Earle in 'Heraldry
gives the Swan, and the Counteffe the
Cocke, drv.
The Epilogue prefented by delight.
We fee bright day fucceeds darke night,
Difafler pad, then comes delight,
From feeming death reviv'd to tell,
That here me henceforth meanes to dwell,
When hofpitality hath grace,
Delight fhould ever there finde place.
Receive her then your houmold gueft,
This night to attend you to your reft :
And when your quiet fleepe is fpent,
Awake you to your more content,
At home, abroad, handmaid, and guide :
Whether you fit, lye, walke or ride,
Sport, purpofe ferious meditation,
And thought, ftill have to me relation,
And fo for ever, as this night,
Be waited on by choife delight.
Spoken to the right Honourable the Earle of Dover, at
his houfe in Broadftreet upon a Candlemas night.
The Prologue.
The downy Swan though yoakt in Venus Teame,
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Yet of all birds that ever lov'd the flreame,
Is held to be the chiefeft : Pallas Owle
In Athens fam'd for many a learned fcrowle,
Compos'd in Inke and Oyle, th' embleme of watch,
By which the moil laborious ftudents catch
At Arts (howe're, benighted) was not more
Famous, in Greece, then on Caifter more
Your facred Bird, which the nine Sifters ftrove
To make the fymbole of conjugall love,
With which the Cock, the Bird of Mars combin'd,
A double gardian knot, to be untwin'd
Never : 'Tis now made faft, fo intricate,.
Not Alexanders fword, not time, not fate
Can e'ver untye, for what's in vertue laid,
Envie can never blaft, nor age invade.
In this bleft ftate both you, and yours, now ftand
As firft difpos'd, fo flrengthened by that hand,
Which as it makes, protects ; you have begun
To grace the City with your prefence : run
That happy courfe ilill : you and your lov'd wife
Have to dead holpitality given new life.
Still cherifli it : old Chriftenmaffe almofl ftarv'd
Through bafe neglect., by you hath beene preferv'd.
O give him flill like welcome, that whilft he
Hath name on earth, you may his harbourer be.
Epilogue.
What man can wifh his bliffe to crowne,
Or in abundance heaven powre downe.
Health, plenty, folace, all delights
That lengthen dayes, or fhorten nights.
Heavens favour, and the Courts beft grace,
Attend the great Lord of this place.
Old ChriftenmafTe hunger- ftarv'd and dry,
Who earft did drinke deepe and far'd hye
You welcome, and with Princely cheere,
Feaft lanus father of the yeare.
The fparing Chuff could be content
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To thruft the twelve dayes into Lent.
You Englands cuflome, wake from fleepe,
Which all the Chriflian world ftill keepe :
For which may you thus ftor'd with guefls
Long celebrate thefe annuall feafts,
That you and your good Lady may
Together, many a New-yeares day,
Re Joyce in your bleft Iffue till
The houres mall faile, and time ftand ftill.
A fpeech fpoken before the right Honourable the Ear le of
Dover, at his Honfe at Hunfden, as a preparation
to a Maske, which confifted of nine Ladyes.
Prefented the lajl New-yeares night.
The filver Swan foft gliding in the flreame,
Cald to the Cocke then pearching on a beame,
And faid to him ; why, Chantideere, when I
Move on the waves io low, thou fit'fl fo high I
The Cocke replide : O thou my beft lov'd Siller
Well knowne in Poe, Meander, and Caifter,
But bed in Thamefis ; Dofl thou not know
The reafon, why we in December crow ?
More than before, or after ? who againe
Thus anfwer'd : we of*nothing can complaine
Being of all the birds that are, moil white,
Loyall and chafte, and taking our delight
In rivers onely, bathing there our feete
To make our rare-heard mufick found more fweet.
Yet one thing to refolve, would make me proud,
To tell why at this time thou fmg'fl fo lowd ?
Who faid : none of our anceftors but knew
That ever fince Saint Peters Cock firil crew,
We are injoyn'd to make lowd proclamation,
Of our mod bleffed Saviours Incarnation.
To which the Swan, (then in a Tone much higher)
Said, in this Caroll I will fill the quire :
Which being voyc't, did found fo fweet and fhrill,
That where the Swan and Cock were heard, did fill
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The ayre with fuch an eccho, thither came
Vpon that fummons, both the blind and lame,
Hungry and thirfty, poore, of all eftates,
And none but fully fated at thefe gates.
Long may your bounty lad, and we reioyce,
To heare both City and the Country voyce
Your Hofpitality, to your loud fame,
Whilfl Time indures, or Chriflmas beares a name.
And now great Lord and Lady both prepare,
To know what Sports in agitation are.
Truth prefenting the Maskers.
Plaine Truth who onely hath the power
To ileare the way to vertues bower,
By thefe cleare Tapers mining bright,
Doth celebrate this joviall night
But by the Bird of Mars that crowes,
I now perceive the morning growes.
Her love to Phoebus to expreffe,
And put his Meeds in glorious drefTe
Who fhewes you what chafte virgins dwell,
Within the bofome of this Cell,
Appeare then O thou treble Trine
Of number, with the Mufes nine.
(Appolloes facred daughters) flill
Frequent about Pernaffus hill.
Or if you number them by Threes,
The firft are the three Charitees,
Handmaides to Venus, Graces ftil'd,
On whom their Father love dill fmil'd.
The fecond Chorus doth containe
Thofe beauties, by the Trojan fwaine
On Ida judg'd : The third we call
The Vertues Theologicall,
Faith, Hope, and Love, haply meet here,
To crowne the parting of the yeare,
With Rofes frefh of Swati-Vkz hew,
Which from a royall Stemme firft grew,
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And the brave Yorkifts long fmce bore,
Thefe vertues bower, doe beft decore,
Flowers redolent, which Heralds fay,
lanus doth weare, as well as May.
Farre may they fpread, be ever feene,
With milke white leaves, and branches greene,
Folded in amorous twines together,
Which Winter ne're may blaft or wither.
A youn^ witty Lad playing thepartofR.\c\\ax& the third :
at the Red Bull: the Author because hee was
interefled in the Play to incourage him, wrot
him this Prologue and Epilogue.
The Boy the Speaker.
If any wonder by what magick charme,
Richard the third is fhrunke up like his arme :
And where in fulneffe you expected him,
You fee me onely crawling, like a limme
Or piece of that knowne fabrick, and no more,
(When he fo often hath beene view'd before.)
Let all fuch know : a Rundlet ne're fo fmall
Is calPd a vefiell : being a Tunne ; that's all.
Hee's tearm'd a man, that ftiowes a dwarfifh thing,
No m ore's the Guard, or Porter to the King.
So Pictures in fmall compafle I have feene
Drawn e to the life, as neare, as thofe have beene
Ten times their bigneffe : Chriftenmas loaves are
bread,
So's your leaft Manchet : have you never read
Large folio Sheets which Printers over-looke,
And caft in fmall, to make a pocket booke ?
So Richard is transform'd : if this difguife
Show me fo fmall a letter for your eyes,
You cannot in this letter read me plaine,
Hee'l next appeare, in texted hand againe.
The Epilogue.
Great I confefle your patience hath now beene,
Prologues and Epilogues. 353
To fee a little Richard : who can win,
Or praife, or credit ? eye, or thinke to excell,
By doing after what was done fo well ?
It was "not my ambition to compare,
No envie, or detraction : fuch things are
In men of more growne livers, greater fpleene,
But in fuch lads as I am, feldome feene.
I doe, but like a child, who fees one fwim,
And (glad to learne) will venter after him
Though he be foundly duckt for't, or to tell
My mind more plainely, one that faine would fpell,
In hope to read more perfect : all the gaines
I expect for thefe unprofitable paines,
Is, that you would at parting from this place
Doe but unto my littlenefle that grace
To fpie my worth, as I have feene dimme eyes
To looke through fpectacles, or perfpectives,
That in your gracious view I may appeare,
Of fmall, more great ; of coming far off, neare.
Vpon his Majefties lajl birth-night, he being then thirty
five yeares of age, and the Queene great with
child.
A Star appearing of bright conflellation,
More luminous than thofe of the fame flation,
The powers Cceleiliall much amaz'd thereat
To know the caufe thereof, in Councell fate,
And fummond Mercury the winged god
To fearch and find what wonder it might bode,
Who brought them word that Lachefis then drew
A thread from Clothoes diftaffe, which to' his view
Was of fuch fplendor, and withall fo fine,
(The fubftance gold) and of fo clofe a twine,
No edge could funder, and that Star (fo bright)
Rofe five and thirty yeares fince, as this night.
You are (if time we may compute) by flory
In the meridian of your age and glory.
Your Cynthia too that mines by you fo neare,
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354 Prologues and Epilogiies.
And now with fuch rare fplendor fills her fphere,
Whofe birth-dayes almoft meete, as if that fate
Would adde a double luftre to your ftate.
Never may your two golden threds be fpun.
Whilfl the Moone guides the night, or day the
Sun.
Epilogue.
What Mufe fo mute, but both with voice and
firings
Will ftrive to celebrate the births of Kings.
Kings birth-dayes, of fuch goodnefle and renowne.
Ceres mould fill with plenty, Bacchus Crowne.
Mirth mould exceed it's limite, loyes abound,
And (after praife to heaven giv'n) Healths go round,
No other language then let this night coyne,
But Vive, vive la Roy, vive la Royne.
Spoken to the Palfgrave at his firft comming over, in the
prefence of his Majefty, &>c.
The bright hayr'd Comets are of all the beft,
Boading moft good, when ayming towards the
Weft.
(So Aftrologians fay) and when fuch fliine,
GrofTe clowds they fcatter, and the ayre refine.
Now fuch an one appeares ; a glorious thing,
As if the Eagle from her fpatious wing
Had her prime feather dropt, which to regaine,
She (almoft) would give Almaigne, Rome, and Spaine.
A feather to be ftuck in Venus fanne.
The like to it, not lunoes Peacock can
In all her moon'.d traine boaft : may your fame
file,
Mounted upon thofe plumes that foare mod hie :
Of which, make two rare prefidents, We intreat,
One of Charles little, th' other Charles the Great.
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Epilogue.
A numerous fruit, fprung from a golden Tree,
Such (as old Atlas, was ne're feene by thee
In thine Hefperian orchard) long t' indure
And profper in the world : now growes mature.
And the faire bloiloms ready even to fpread
Their leaves abroad, and top the Eagles Head
(The Roote (lill fafe) where-ever mail be feene
Scient, tranfplanted, may it flill grow greene,
So may none iffuing from King lames his Stemme,
But be thought fit to weare a Diadem.
Would you a prefident by which to fleare
So faire a courfe ? you may behold it here.
If you to Honours Apex would attaine,
Let the bright Starres that guide you be Charles
waine.
T7ie Prologue to the Famous Tragedy of The Rich Jeiu
of Malta, as it was playd before the King and
Queerte, in his Majejlies Theatre at White-
Hall, by her Majejlies Servants
at the Cock-pit.
The Prologice fpoken at Court.
Racious and Great, that we fo boldly dare,
('Mongft other Playes that now in faftrion
are)
To prefent this ; writ many yeares agone,
And in that Age, thought fecond vnto none ;
We humbly crave your pardon : we purfue
The (lory of a rich and famous Jew
Who liu'd in Malta : you (hall find him (lill,
In all his proiedls, a found Macheuiil ;
And that's his Character : He that hath pad
So many Cenfures, is now come at lail
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356 Prologues and Epilogues.
To haue your princely Eares, grace you him ; then
You crowne the Action, and renowne the pen.
Epilogue.
T T is our feare (dread Soueraigne) we haue bin
J[ Too tedious ; neither can't be leffe than fmne
To wrong your Princely patience : If we haue,
(Thus low deiedted) we your pardon craue :
And if ought here offend your eare or fight,
We onely Adi, and Speake, what others write.
The Prologue to the Stage, at the Cocke-pit.
WE know not how our Play may paffe this
Stage,
But by the beft of (i) Poets in that age
The Malta Jew had being, and was made j
And He, then by the beft of (2) Aaors play'd :
In Hero and Leander, one did gaine
A lading memorie : in Tamberlaine,
This yew, with others many : th' other wan
The Attribute of peereleffe, being a man
Whom we may ranke with (doing no one wrong)
Proteus for fhapes, and Rofcius for a tongue,
So could he fpeake, fo vary ; nor is't hate
To merit : in (3) him who doth perfonate
Our Jew this day, nor is it his ambition
To exceed, or equall, being of condition
More modeft ; this is all that he intends,
(And that too, at the vrgence of fome friends)
To prove his beft, and if none here gaine-fay it,
The part he hath ftudied, and intends to play it.
(i) Mario. (2) Allin. (3) Perkins.
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Epilogue.
T N Graving, with Pigmalion to contend ;
J^ Or Painting, with Apelles ; doubtlefie the end
Mud be difgrace : our Aftor did not fo,
He onely aym'd to goe, but not out-goe.
Nor thinke that this day any prize was plaid,
Here were no betts at all, no wagers laid,
All the ambition that his mind doth fwell,
Is but to heare from you, (by me) 'twas well.
FINIS.
FORTUNE
BY
LAND and SEA.
A
TRAGI-COMEDY.
As it was Adled with great Applaufe
by the QUEENS Servants.
WRITTEN BY
THO. HAY WOOD.
AND
WILLIAM RO WLY.
LONDON,
Printed for John Sweeting at the Angel in Popes-head Alley,
and Robert Pollard at the Ben Johnforis Head behind
the Exchange. 1655.
The Perfons of the Play.
o
his Sons.
Ld Forefl.
Frank Forefl. \
Young Forefl. /
Old Harding.
Philip his eldeft Son married Sufan Forefl.
William and
hisyoungerSms _
M. Rainsford, a quardfome Gentleman.
For^ft' } Gentlemen Jriends to Rainsford.
Merchant, Brother to Mrs. Harding.
Clown.
Purfwant.
Hoft.
Saylors.
Hangman.
Drawers.
Officers.
Mrs. Anne Harding, fecond wife to old Harding.
Sufan, daughter of old Forefl, wife of Philip Harding.
The Seem LONDON.
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A ft. i. Seen. i.
Enter Mr. Raynsfoorth, old Mr. Forrefl, Frank For-
refl, Sufan Forrefl., Goodwin and Mr. Fofter,
2. Gentlemen.
Raynf. T Prithee Frank lets have thy company to
fupper.
Frank. With all my heart if I can but give my
Father here the flip by fix a clock I will not fail.
Raynf. lie talk with him, I prithee old man lends
thy fon to night, wee'le borrow him but iome two
hours, and fend him home agen to thee prefently.
Good. Faith do Mr. Forreft, he cannot fpend his
time in better company.
Old For. Oh Gentlemen, his too much liberty
Breeds many ftrange outragious ills in youth,
And fafhions them to vice.
Raynf. Nay fchool us not old man, fome of us are
too old to learn, and being pad whipping too, there's
no hope of profiting ; if we (hall have him fay fo ? if
364 Fortune by Land and Sea.
not, I prithee keep him ftill, and God give thee good
of him.
Frank. Nay will you be gone, He be at the heels of
you as I live.
Foft. 'Tis enough, nay come, and if we (hall go,
let's go.
Old For. Nay Gentlemen do not miftake me
pray,
I love my fon, but do not doat on him ;
Nor is he fuch a darling in mine eye,
That I am lought to haue him from my fight ;
Yet let me tell you, had you gentlemen
Called him to any fairer exercife,
As practice of known weapons, or to back
Some gallant gennet j had it been to dance,
Leap in the fields, to wreflle, or to try
Mafteries in any noble quality,
I could have fpared him to you half his age :
But call him out to drinking, of all skill
I hold that much us'd practice, the mofl ill.
Frank. I told him you would ftill be urging him,
and fee what comes on 't. I Per fequar.
Raynf. Sir what we doe 's in love, and let you
know
We do not need his purfe nor his acquaintance,
Nor if you mould miftake, can we be forry
Nor wound to ask your pardon : fare ye well,
Come Gentlemen.
Frank. Will you be gone 1 He come.
Old Forr. Oh fonne that thou wilt follow rioting,
Surfeit by drinking and unfeafoned hours j
Thefe Gentlemen perhaps may do 't they're rich,
Well landed, and their Fathers purchafe dayly,
Where I heaven knowes the world flill frowning on
me,
Am forc'd to fell and Margage to keep you.
His brother rancks himfelf with .the bell gallants
That flourifh in the Kingdom, thee not able
To fpend with them, yet for his vertuous parts
Fortune by Land and Sea. 365
He is borne out, his perfon woed and fought,
And they more bound to him for his diicourfe
Then he to them for their expence and cod.
Thy courfe is othenvife, all drinking healths,
Cups of muld Sack, and glafles elbow deep :
Drink in thy youth / maintain thee in thine age,
No 'twill not hold out boy.
Frank. My company hath not been to your purie
So chargeable ; I do not fpend fo much.
Old Forr. Thou fpendefl thy time
More pretious then thy coyn, confumefl thy hopes,
Thy fortunes and thy after expectations,
In drowning furfeits, tell me canft thou cal
That thrift to be in all thefe prodigal.
Ufe thy difcretion, fomewhat I devine,
Mine is the care, the lofs or profit thine. Exit.
Sufan. Brother be ruled, my Father grieves to fee
you given to thefe boundlefs riots, will you follow ?
Frank. Lead you the way, lie after you.
Sufan. 'Tis well, hee'l look for you within.
Frank. When ? can you tel ? Exeunt federally.
Enter Raynsfoorth, Goodwin, and Fofter.
Raynf. Boy my cloak.
Goodw. Our cloaks firrah.
Enter a Drawer.
Fojl. Why Drawer.
i. Drawer. Here Sir.
Raynf. Some Canary Sack and Tobacco.
Rraw. You mail Sir, wilt pleafe you (lay fupper ?
Raynf. Yes marry will we Sir, lets have the bed
cheer the kitchin yeilds : the pipe firrah.
Drawer. Here Sir.
Raynf. Will Frank be here at fupper ?
Goodw. So Sir he promis'd, and prefumes-he wil
not fail his hour.
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Ravns. Some Sack boy, I am all lead within, ther's
no mirth in me, nor was I wont to be fo lumpiih fad :
reach me the glafle : what's this 1
Draw. Good Sherry Sack Sir.
Raynf. I meant Canary Sir, what haft no brains ?
Draw. Pox a your brains, are your fingers fo
light.
Rainf. Say fir.
Draw. You mail have Canary prefently.
Goodw. When was he wont to be in this fad ftrain,
Excepting fome few fudden melanchollies,
There lives not one more free and fociable.
Foft. I am too well acquainted with his humour,
to ftir his blood in the leail diftemperature ; Cofe He
be with you here.
Enter Drawer.
Rainf. Do, come to me ; have you hit upon the
right Canary now, or could your Hogmead find a
Spani/h But ? A health.
Goodw. Were it my height He pledge it.
Foft. How do you now man ?
Rainf. Well, well, exceeding well, my melancholly
fadnefs ileals away, and by degrees (brinks from my
troubled heart : Come let's be merry, more Tobacco
boy, and bring in fupper.
Enter Frank Forreft.
Foft. Frank, welcom, welcom, wilt thou be here
old lad?
Good. Or here 1
Frank. Wherefore hath nature lent me two hands
but to ufe them both at once (my cloak) I am for you
here and here.
Foft. Bid them make hafte of fupper ; fome dif-
courfe to pafs away the time.
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Rainf. Now Frank, how ftole you from your
Fathers arms 1
Yoa have been fchooled no doubt : fie, fie, upon't,
K'r 1 would live in fuch bafe fervitude
To an old gray beard, Sfoot Ide hang my felf.
A man cannot be merry and drink drunk,
But he mufl be controled by gravity.
For. O pardon him, you know he is my father,
And what he doth is but paternal love ;
Though I be wild, I am not fo pad reafon,
His perfon to defpife, though I his counfel
Cannot feverely follow.
Rainf. Sfoot he's a fool.
Fran. A fool ; y'ar a
Fq/l. Nay Gentlemen.
Frank. Yet I reftrain my tongue,
Hoping you fpeak out of fome fpleenful ramnefs,
And no deliberate malice : And 'tmay be
You are forry that a word fo unreverent
To wrong fo good an aged Gentleman
Should pafs you unawares.
Rainf. Sorry, Sir boy, you will not take ex-
ceptions.
Fra. Not againfl you with willingnefs, whom I
have loved fo long ; yet you might think me a moft
dutilefs and ungracious Son to give fmooth counte-
nance unto my fathers wrong; come I dare fwear
'twas not your malice, and I take it fo ; lets frame
fome other talk, hear Gentlemen.
Rainf. But hear me boy, it feems Sir you are
angry.
Fra. Not throughly yet.
Rainf. Then what would anger thee 1
Fra. Nothing from you.
Rainf. Of all things under heaven what wouldfl
thou loathefl have me do ?
Fra. I would not have you wrong my reverent
Father, and I hope you will not.
Rainf. Thy Father's an old dotard.
368 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Fran. I could not brook this at a Monarchs
hands,
Much leffe at thine.
Rainf. I boy, then take you that.
Fhngs wine iris face.
Fra. I was not born to brook this, oh I am flain.
Goodw. Sweet Cofe what have you done ; fhift for
your felf.
Rains. Away. Exeunt.
Enter two Drawers.
1. Draw. Stay the Gentlemen, they have kild a
man : O fweet Mr. Francis ; one run to his Fathers.
2. Draw. Had not we Drawers enough in the
houfe, but they muft needs draw too ?
i. Draw. They have drawn blood of this Gentle-
man that I have drawn many a quart of wine to :
Oh fweet Mr. Francis ; hark, hark, I hear his Fathers
voice below / ten to one he is come to fetch him home
to fupper, and now he may carry him home to his
grave : See here he comes.
Enter the Hoft, Mr. Forreft and Sufan.
Boft. You muft take comfort, Sir.
Old For. Would heaven I could, or that I might
beg patience.
Suf. Oh my brother.
Old For. Is he dead, is he dead girl.
Sttf. Oh dead fir, Frank is dead.
Old For. Alafs, alafs my boy, I have not the heart
To look upon his wide and gaping wounds :
Hide them, oh hide them from me, left thofe mouthes
Through which his life paft through fwallow mine :
Pray tell me, Sir, doth this appear to you
Fearful and pittiful, to you that are^
A ftranger to my dead boy ?
Hofl. How can it otherwife 1
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Old for. Oh me mofl wretched of all wretched
men,
If to a flranger his warm bleeding wounds
Appear fo griefly, and fo lamentable,
How will they feem to me that am his Father 1
Will they not hale my eyeballs from their rounds,
And with an everlafting blindnefs ftrike 'em.
Suf. Oh Sir, look here.
Old For. Do'ft thou long to have me blind,
Then He behold them fmce I know thy mind :
Oh me is this my fonne that doth fo fenflefs lye,
And fwims in blood, my foul (hall fly with his
Unto the land of reft, behold I crave,
Being kild with grief, we both may have one grave.
Suf. Alafs my Father's dead too gentle Sir,
Help to retire his fpirits over-travell'd
With age and forrow.
Hojl. Mr. Forrefl.
Suf. Father.
Old For. What faies my girl ? good morrow j what's
a clock
That you are up fo early ? call up Frank,
Tell him he lies too long a bed this morning :
Was wont to call the Sun up, and to raife
The early Lark, and mount her 'mongil the clouds ;
Will he not up, rife, rife thou fluggifti boy.
Suf. Alafs he cannot Father.
Old For. Cannot, why 1
Suf. Do you not fee his bloodlefs colour fail.
Old For. Perhaps he's fickly that he looks fo
pale.
Sus. Do you not feel his pulfe no motion keep ?
How dill he lies.
Old For. Then is he fad afleep ?
Suf. Do you not fee his fatal eye-lide clofe.
Old For. Speak foftly, hinder not his foft repofe.
Suf. Oh fee you not thefe purple conduits run,
Know you thefe wounds ?
Old Foft. Oh me my murdered Son.
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Enter young Mr. Forrefl.
Mr. For. Sifter.
Suf. O brother, brother.
Mr. For. Father, how cheer you Sir ? why you
were wont to flore for others comfort that by forrow
were any way diftreft, have you all wafted, and fpared
none to your felf.
Old For. Oh Son, fon, fon, fee alafs, lee where
thy brother lies, he dined with me to day, was merry,
merry, eye that courfe was, he that lies here, fee there,
thy murdered brother, and my fon was, fee doeft not
thou not weep for him.
Mr. For. I (hall find time,
When you have took fome comfort lie begin
To mourn his death, and fcourge the murderers
fin.
Dear father be advifed, take hence his body,
And let it have a folemn funeral.
Old For. But for the murderer, mall not he attend
the fentence of the Law with all feverity.
Mr. For. Have you but patience, mould we urge
the Law
He hath fuch honourable friends to guard him,
We mould in that but bark againft the Moon ;
Nay do not look that way, take hence the body,
Let the Law fleep, the time ere it be long,
May offer't felf to a more iuft revenge :
We are poor, and the world frowns on all our
fortune,
With patience then bear this amongft the reft :
The heavens when they be pleafed may turn the
wheel
Of Fortune round, \\hen we that are dejected,
May be again raifed to our former height.
Old For. Oh when faw Father fuch a tragick
fight,
And did outlive it, never fonne, ah never
From mortal breaft run fuch a pretious River.
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Mr. For. Come Father and dear Sifter joyn
with me,
Let us all learn our forrows to forget,
He owed a death, and he hath payd that debt.
Exeunt.
A6t. i. Seen. 2.
Enter old Mr. Harding, his two fonnes William and
John, his Wife Anne, as newly come from the
Wedding.
Old Hard. So things are as they mould be, we
have attained
The height of folace and true joy, fweet Nan
No fooner married but a Mother of this
My hopeful Iflue, cheer thoughts
For what I want in youth I will fupply
In true affection, and what age doth fcant me
In fprightly vigour, He make good in wealth.
Anne. Sir, you well know I was not eafily wonne,
And therefore not foon changed ; advifedly,
Not ramly did I venter on your love.
My young unfetled thoughts from their long travels
Have late attained unto their journeys end,
And they are now at reft.
Old Har* Here they have found a harbour to
retire to.
Wil. 'Twould become you to ufe my Father here
refpec~tively : you fee how he receives you almoft
dowerlefs.
Joh. 'True, where he out of his own abilities
might have commanded Widdows richer farre, I, and
perhaps each way as beautiful.
Anne. Upbraid me not, I do confefs he might,
Nor was this match my feeking : If it hath pleafed
Your father for fome virtues known in me,
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To grace me with his free election :
Me-thinks it worfe becomes you being formes
To blame a Fathers pleafure ; howfoever
Better my felf I cannot if he thought me
Worthy his bed I fee fmall reafon you
Should wrong me to him that my (late befl knew.
Old Hard. Nann, I am pleafed they (hall be
fatisfied ;
And boyes I tell you, though you be my fonnes,
You much forget your duty to a Mother
Whom I hold worthy to be called my Wife ;
No more of this I charge you.
Wil. Sir, we have done.
Old Hard. No child to her, can be to me no Son.
Joh. I am pleafed, here my fpleen dyes >
Suddenly fallen as it did quickly rife.
Old Hard. This is the end I aim'd at, were my
eldeft prefent among us much I had my height of
wifhes.
Enter Clown.
Clow. I have been there, Sir.
Old Hard. And foundefl thou my Son Philip ?
Clow. When you had given him me in charge, I
had of him great care I have took of him great care,
and I have took him napping, as you know who took
his Mare : I found your fon Philip like a Cockfparrow
billing : if I had flayed but a little longer, I might
have taken him and his hen treading, I know not
whether it be St. Valentines day or no, but I am fure
they are coupled.
Old Hard. How coupled doft thou mean 1
Clow. I fee them one and one, and that you know
makes two, and two makes a couple, and they well
coupled, may in time make a third between 'em j I do
not think but tis like to be a match.
Old Hard. I vow if e'r he match into that
family,
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The Kindred being all begger'd, that forc'd union
Shall make a firm divorce 'twixt him and mine.
Enter Philip and Sufan.
Clow. Here they are, Sir, coram nobis, you will find
it a plain cafe if the matter be well fearcht ; I have
fpoke but what I have feen ; and now let every one
anfwer for themlelves.
Old Hard. What means thefe hands ?
Phil. Nothing Sir,
Save a meer interchange of hearts and fouls
Doubly made fad by vows.
Old Hard. 'Twixt her and thee !
Phil. So, and no otherwife.
Old Hard. Yet thou haft time
To paufe, and to repeat but after this
No limit to confider ; caft her off,
Or henceforth I difclaim thee for my Son.
Phil. Yet I mail ever hold you for my father.
Old Hard. Then (hew in this thy duty, quite forfake
her,
And be reftored into my family.
Phil. O Sir me is a virgin chafte and fair,
Unto whofe bed I am by oath engaged ;
That power above that heard the contract pafs,
Both heard, approved, and ftill records the fame :
Oh Sir I am of years, oft have you wifht
To fee me well beftowed, and now's the time
Your wifh hath took effect : It was your prayer
That heaven would fend me a good Wife, and lo
In her they have mewed their bounty.
Old Hard. Thou thy bafenefs, take one that's of
my chufmg.
Phii. Do men ufe
By other hearts and eyes their wives to chufe ?
Old Hard. She's poor.
Phil. Yet virtuous.
Old Hard. Virtue, a fweet dower.
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Phil. Yet that when Mammon fails retains her
power.
Old Hard. Poffeft of virtue then thou need ought
elfe.
Phil. Riches may wafle by fire, by fea, by flealth,
But water, fire, nor theft can virtue wafte,
When all elfe fails us that alone (hall lad.
Old Hard. Go to Cheapfide with virtue in your
purfe,
And cheapen Plate, or to the Shambles hye,
And fee what meat with virtue you can buy.
Will virtue make the pot feeth, or the Jack
Turn a fpit laden ? tell me will your Landlord
At quarter day take virtue for his rent ?
Will your Wives virtue yeeld you ten i'th hundred ?
A good flock would do all this : Come, come, Son,
1'le find thee a rich match and turn her off.
Wil. Faith doe brother, the onely way to thrive is
to be ruled by my Father.
John. Do you think I being but the youngefl,
would marry under the degree of a Gentlewoman, and
that without my fathers confent too ?
Phil. I wifh you may not, but withall advife
you
To make a confcience how you break a vow :
And Sir, for you, with pardon, I could trace you
Even in that path in which I ftand condemned :
This Gentlewoman my beauteous Mother-in-law,
Whofe virtues I both honour, and admire,
Whom in no kind I envy, I prefume
You married not for riches ; for if fo,
Where is the wealthy Dower me brought along 1
Being your felf example blame me not
To make a father my flrict prefident.
In viewing me bear but your felf in mind,
And prove to her, as I to this like kind.
Anne. The Gentleman fpeaks well, pray let me
mediate between you a reconcilement.
Wil. Good Sir do.
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Joh. Since 'tis my Mothers pleafure to take't well
wee'l be joynt fuitors with her.
Clow. And I too good Mailer.
Old Hard. The boy's inflexible, and I obdure,
He cannot be more faucy to object
That which I would not hear then I perverfe,
In yeelding to a knaue fo obflinate.
Suf. He is your Son, and of your blood the firfl ;
Brand him not with a name fo odious,
You cannot write your felf a Gentleman,
But leave him of that name inheritor,
Though you have power to take away his means,
Deprive him both your blefllng and your love,
Which methinks in a Father mould feem flrange,
His (late you may, his blood you cannot change.
Old Hard. Bated on all fides ; have I been thus
long
A Father and a Mafler to direct,
To be at thefe years pupil'd by a girle ?
A beggar, one that all the welth (he has,
Bears on her back, and (hall I fuffer this ?
Whiiefl thefe that ought to arm me with juft rage,
Preach to me patience ; lie endure no more,
Come leave them fweet wife, gentle fonnes away.
Exeunt.
Phil. He have thee yet though all the world fay
nay.
Clow. Now which of thefe parties (hall I cleave
to and follow : well now I remember my felf Tie (hew
my felf a true Citizen and (lick to the (Ironger fide.
Exit?
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Aft. i. Seen. 3.
Enter Mr. Raynsfoorth and young Mr. Forrefl
meeting.
For. Pray let me fpeak with you.
Raynf. With me Sir?
Forr. With you.
Raynf. Say on.
Forr. Do you not know me ?
Raynf. Keep off upon the peril of thy life,
Come not within my fwords length lead this Arm
Prove fatal to thee, and bereave thy life,
As it hath done thy brothers.
Forr. Why now thou knoweil me truely by that
token,
That thou haft flain my brother, put up, put up,
So great a quarrel as a brothers life,
Muft not be made a ftreet brail, 7 ts not fit
That every Apprentice mould with his (hop-club,
Betwixt us play the flicklers, iheath thy fword.
Raynf. Swear thou wilt act no fuddaine vio-
lence,
Or this fharp fword (hall ftill be interposed
Twixt me and thy known hatred.
Young Forr. Sheath thy fword,
By my religion and that iritereft
I have in Gentry, I will not be guilty
Of any bafe revenge.
Raynf. Say on.
Forr. Let's walk, truft me let not thy guilty foul
Be jealous of my fury this my hand's
Curbed and governed by an honeft heart,
Not by juft anger, He not touch thee foully
For all the world : let's walk.
Raynf. Proceed.
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Forr. Sir, you did kill my brother, had it been
In faire and even encounter, though a child,
His death I had not queftioned.
Raynf. Is this all ?
Forr. Hee's gone, the Law is pafl, your life is
cleared,
For none of all our kindred laid againft
You evidence to hang you ; y'are a Gentleman,
And pitty 'twere a man of your difcent
Should dye a Felons death : See Sir, thus far,
We have demeaned fairly like our felves ;
But think you though we winck at bafe revenge,
A brothers death can be fo foon forgot,
Our Gentry baffel'd and our name difgrac'd ?
No t' muft not be, I am a Gentleman
Well known ; and my demeaner hitherto
Hath promifl fomewhat : mould I fwallow this,
The fcandal would outlive me : briefly then
He fight with^you.
Raynf. I am loath.
Forr. Anfwer direclly
Whether you dare to meet me on even termes,
Or mark how i'le proceed.
Raynf. Say I deny't
Forr. Then I fay thou art a villaine and I chal-
lenge thee,
"Where ere I meet thee next, in field or town,
Thy Fathers manners or thy Tennants grange,
Saving the Church, there is no priviledge
In all this land for thy defpifed life ;
No guard of friends, no night walks, or fly flealth,
No jealous fear which in a murtherers eye
Keeps hourly watch, (hall have the priviledge :
This even and ballanc'd fight body to body ;
I'le kill thee be it in thy bed, at meat,
In thy wives arms ; as thou tookefl my brother,
With thy back towards me, bafely : anfwer me.
Raynf. He meet with thee ; the hour ?
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Forr. By fix to morrow morning, 'tis your privi-
ledge
To appoint the place and weapon.
Raynf. Hownfelow the place, my choice of weapon
this.
Forr. I can except at neither ; fail the place,
Or fuit your weapons length, farewel. Exit.
Raynf, Yes 'tis thou meetefl thy laft farewel on
earth, the appoynted hour's to morrow : let the fame
fate obfcure his defperate head that fell upon his
brothers.
Enter Goodwin and Fofler.
Goodw. Now Cozen Raynsforth.
Raynf. He fo fwinge my yonker.
Foft. Why who hath rayfed this ftorm Sir ?
Raynf. Wat'a thou what ? The elder Forr eft parted
but even now,
Call'd me to queftion 'bout his brothers death,
And fince hath challeng'd me.
Goodw. Challenged ?
RaynJ. Challenged me.
Fqfl. Why hee's too weak for you.
Raynf. Yes, I mail weak him,
My purpofe is to teach the flripling fence :
And you be honeft Gentlemen Hand but aloofe to
morrow, and obferve how I will fwinge my youth about
the field.
Goodw. And pleafe Heaven ile be there.
Fojl. And fo will I.
Raynf. He feekes his fate, and murderers once
being in
Wade further till they drown : fin pulls on fin. Exit.
Explicit AElus primus.
Fortune by Land and Sea. 379
A6t. 2. Seen. i.
Enter Old Harding, William, John, Anne.
Will. / nP*Is true upon my life.
J[ Old Hard. Say what thou wilt He not
beleeve it boy.
Will. Do you beleeve me to be your Son Wil-
liam.
Old Hard. Wei.
Will. Do you beleeve I iland here ?
Old Hard. On.
Will. That this Gentlewoman is your wife ?
Old Hard. So.
Will. That Jack Harding here is my brother ?
Old Hard. Good.
Will. That I fpeak to you, that you lift to me ?
Do you believe any thing that is to be believed ?
Old Hard. What of all this ?
Will. Then beleeve my brother Phillip has mar-
ried Miftrefle Sufan. I faw them in the Church to-
gether ; 1 heard them pronounce the words together,
whether it be better or worfe for them I know not,
but they are in for better and worfe, that I am fure.
Old Hard. As fure as thou art certain this is true,
So fure He difmherit the proud boy :
And all the Magazin that I enioy,
Devide 'tween you my fons.
John. Not all Father, alafs, allow him fome fmal
legacy to live oh.
Will. If 't be but a caft Farm, or fome poor Cot-
tage rather then nothing, it may be hee'l content him-
felf with a little, you know fomewhat hath iome
favour.
Old Hard. He that hath fet me and my love at
nothing, He leave him worth as little.
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Anne. Chide him you may, but yet not caft him
off;
For Fathers ought moft chaflife where they love ;
Parents as I have read, their rage mould hide
Where children fall through weakneffe, not through
pride.
Old Hard. They are none fuch to me, my vow is
pail,
My life may fade, but yet my will mall lad.
Enter Philip and Sufan.
Will See where the four bare legs that belong to
a bed come, I could almoft pity him.
- Jack. And why pity him, all the while that mar-
riage is the firft ftep to our making ?
Phil. See Sir 'tis done.
Old Hard. And thou undone.
Phil. In lofing your kind favour more undone
Then in your cafual wealth.
Old Hard. By all that I enjoy.
Phil. Oh fwear not, fpare that oath, He credit you,
Although you fpeak but mildely.
Ola Hard. So thrive I, if for this marriage made
in difpight of me I make thee partner of any fub-
flance that's accounted mine.
Phil. Not made in fpight of you, unfay that lan-
guage,
And then you chide me truely as I live.
And though on earth by you difherited
Hope to be heir to heaven ; I matcht with her
In fmcere love, but in no fpleen to you,
Though you have fworn to give my fortunes from me ;
You have not fworn to reave me of your love,
That let me have, let others take the land.
Old Hard. My love goes with my land, and in
this marriage
Thou haft loft both.
Phil. Your fubftance I defpife,
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But to lofe that draws rivers from my eyes.
Anne. Oh bear a foft and more relenting foul,
And look upon the vertues of your forme,
This Gentlewomans birth.
Old Hard. Wife, wife, if he have married her for
birth,
Then let her birth maintain him.
Anne. My kind Ions,
Speak to your father.
Will. Alafs Mother, you hear my Father hath
fworn, and do you love him, and would make him
break's oath.
John. Ingage his foul, that were a wives part in-
deed.
Will. As I live I would not wifli him now he has
fworn to alter his minde in the lead circumftance,
for more then He fpeak.
Phil. I am a kinder fon then you be brothers,
have you renounc't me for your fon ?
Old Hard. I have.
John. You fee he has.
Phil. You have not yet renounc't me for your
fervant,
That title let me bear, He be your man,
And wear your Livery, fince my poverty
Inforces me to ferve, let it be you.
Will. Grant him that good Father, when you want
imployment for him, I may fometimes have occafion
to ufe him my felfe.
John. A reafonable motion, you want a ferving-
man, fince you mufl hire one on force, as good him as
another.
Phil. He wants a Maid too, let him hire this
woman, his fervant not his daughter, give us but as
you would do to ftrangers we are pleafed.
Will. The motion's not amiffe, can you milk fweet
heart.
Sufan. I can.
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Will. And fvveep a houfe, ferve a hog, grope a
hen, feel a duck, warn and wring.
Sufan. What I have ufed, my foft hand befl can
mew,
But what I cannot He be glad to learn.
John. A good willing mind in troth, and can you
bake and brew ?
Sufan. I mall be eafily taught.
John. Y'ad beft look too 't, for as you brew, fo
y'are like to drink.
Old Hard. Sirrah, firrah, can you hold the plough
and thrafh, fow, reap, load a cart, drive a Teem.
Phil. Thefe or what elfe He praaice.
Old Hard. Come then of with thefe gay cloaths,
no habit's fit for hyndes ; help boys to fuit them as
their fortunes are ; go fearch in the clowns wardrobe.
Will. Fear not wee'l fit 'em as wel as if we had
tane meafure of 'em.
Anne. To fee this mifery with fuch patience born,
Makes me to pity where thefe others fcorn.
John. Here Sir is that wil ferve the turn if you
employ him in the cornfields, lie warrant him fright
the birds, here's that wil make him look like a fcare-
crow.
Will. And here's that will change the coppy of
her cafe, though not of her countenance.
Old Hard. Too good for drudges, live now by
your fweat,
And at your labour make account to eat.
Phil. Here's but a forry wedding day.
Sufan. My fweet Philip
That thou (houldfl fuffer thefe extreams for me ;
Onely for me.
Phil. Let that betwixt my foule
And thine be witneffe of my conftant love ;
Alafs for thee that thou mufl drudge and toyl,
And having been a Miflrefs all thy life,
Mufl now become a fervant.
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Ent. Clown.
Clow. This being the wedding day of my
Matters elded Son, I expect rare cheer. As firft,
the great fpic'd Cake to go in, Cake-bread fafhion,
drawn out with Currans, the Jealious Formety mufl
put on his yellow hofe agen, and hot Pies come
mincing after, the boyl'd Mutton mufl fwim in a
River of (lew'd broth, where the channel's made of
Prunes. Inflead of peables, and prime reafons, and
Currans in the (lead of checker flones and gravel,
to omit Geefe and Guls, Ducks and Dotterels, Wid-
gins and Woodcocks, of which there will be plenty.
At our wedding dinner we (hall have the Bride in
her tiffety taffeties mod fumptuous, and the Bride-
groom as wel in brancht Sattin as brancht Rofemary
mofl couragious. lie in and fee them in all their
beauty, and give them the Joy, the boon Jour, the
Befilus Manus, or to be more vulgar to the Inca-
pable, the God give you good morrow.
Phil. Good morrow fellow fimkin.
Clow. 'Tis he, no, no, 'tis not he.
Suf. Good fimkin.
Clow. Her face, the trick of her eye, her leer,
her blink, her askue, but to fay it is (he, Proh
deum atque hominum fidem.
Phil. Art thou amazed to fee me thus trans-
formed,
Or her thus alterd, none but fuch a Father,
Such a remorfelefs and hard hearted Father,
Could fo tranflate his children.
Clown. Oh Mr. Philip, I fee your Father is no
Scholer, but a meer Dunce, I proteft I never red a
more vilde tranflation.
Suf. Nor fee fo fuddain and unmeet a change.
Clow. O young Miftris, Ovids Metamorphofis
could never mow the like ; but how comes this to pafle,
the manner, the manner my heart begins to condole,
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and my conduit pipes to open, we mall have a
fhowre prefently ; the manner ?
Phil. This morning having married my be-
trothed,
For could I lefs do having vowed fo much ?
I came to him and moft fubmiffively
Entreated pardon for my felf and her.
Clow. Kind young man hold good heart.
Phil. He prefently reviles us, then renounc'd us,
Nor would he give us, mould he fee us flarve
And famifh at his gate, no not a crufl
Of his hindes bread, or of his fmallett beer
Not a bare crusful mould we dye for thirtt.
Clow. 'Twil out, 'twil out, but now for the ap-
parel.
Suf. When he renounc'd us for his children,
We had no meanes referved unlefs with bafenefs
To beg our victuals, were refolved to work,
So he at our entreaty hired us both
To be his hindes and drudges.
Clow. Your apron good Miftris, and fo and fo,
you were flript out of your filks and fattens and
forc'd to put on thefe ruffets and fheepskins.
Phil. Even fo.
Clow. O moft tyrannical old Fornicator (old
Matter I would fay). Well fince 'tis fo, no more
young Mailer, but fellow fervant; no more Matter
PhUip but Pkil\ here's my hand He do two mens
labours in one to fave you a labour, and to fpare
your moulders He help at many a dead lift : Come He
go teach ye hayte and ree, gee and whoe, and which
is to which hand ; next He learn you the name of all
our Teeme, and acquaint you with Jocke the fore-
horfe, and Fibb the fil-horfe, and with all the goda-
mercy fraternity.
Suf. Succeed it as heaven pleafe.
Phil. What mutt be, mutt be, heaven hath fet it
down,
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At which they fmile, why fliould we mortals frown ?
Clow. To fee fo brave a Gentleman turn Clown.
Exeunt.
Ac~l. 2. Seen. i.
Enter Goodwin and Fofter.
Fofl. Are we not fomwhat too early think you ?
Goodw. It appears fo, for neither challenger nor
defendant are yet in field.
Foft. Which way doe you think the day will goe ?
or whether of them do you hold to be the better
man ?
Goodw. That I am not able to judge ; but if the
opinion of the world hold currant, he that kild one
brother, is thought will be the death of the other,
but thefe things are beyond us : lye clofe for being
feen.
Enter Rainsforth and Forced the younger*
Rainf. Your refolution holds then ?
Young For. Men that are eafily moved, are foon
removed
From refolution, but when with advice
And with forefight we purpofe, our intents
Are not without confiderate reafons altered.
Rainf. Thou art refolved, and I prepared for
thee,
Yet thus much know, thy date is defperate,
And thou art now in dangers throat already
Even half devoured ; if I lubdue thee, know
Thou art a dead man ; for this fatal fteel
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386 Fortune by Land and Sea.
That fearcht thy brothers entrails is prepared
To doe as much to thee ; if thou furvivefl,
And I be flam, th'art dead too, my alliance
And greatnefs in the world will not endure
My ilaughter unrevenged. Come, I am for thee.
Young For. I would my brother liv'd that this our
difference
Might end in an embrace of folded love ;
But 'twas heavens will that for fome guilt of his
He mould be fcourged by thee, and for that guilt
In fcourging him thou by my vengeance puniiht,
Come I am both waies armed againfl thy Heel,
If I be pierc'd by it, or againft thy greatnefs
Mine pierce thee.
Rainf. Have at thee. [Fight and paufe>
For. I will not bid thee hold, but if thy breath
Be as much fhort as mine look to thy weaknefs.
Rainf. The breath thou drawft but weakly,
Thou now malt draw no more.
[Fight, Forrefl loojeth his weapon.
Far. That heaven knows,
He guard my body that my fpirit ows.
[He guards himfelf, and puts by with his hat, flips,
the other running fals over him, and Forrefl
kils him.
Goodw. My Cofens fain, perfue the murderer.
Fojl. But not too near I pray, you fee he's
armed,
And in this deep amazement may commit
Some defperate outrage.
For. Had I but known the terrour of this deed,
I would have left it done imperfe6lly,
Rather then in this guilt of confcience,
Laboured fo far, but I forget my fafety,
The Gentleman is dead, my defperate life,
Will be overfway'd by his Allies and friends,
And I have now no fafety but by flight.
And fee where my purfuers come, away,
Certain definition hovers o'r my flay. Exit.
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Goodw. Come follow, fee he takes towards the
City,
You bear the body of my Cofen hence
Unto the neighbour village : lie ftill keep
Within the murderers fight, raife Hue and cry,
He (hall not fcape our purfuit though he fly. Exeunt.
Enter William and Philip.
Will. Now will truffe me that point Phil, I could
find in my heart to beg thee of my Father to wait
upon me, but that I am afraid he cannot fpare thee
from the plough : befides I heard him fay but the
laft day, thou waft more fit to make a hind then a
ferving man.
Phil. Sir, you were once my brother.
Wil. True, but that was when you were a fon to
my father.
Phil. I and my younger brother, I had then
priority of birth.
Wil. But now it feems we have got the ilart of
you, for being but a fervant you are taken a button-
hole lower.
PhiL When will k this tedious night give place to
day?
Wil. I hope I may command,
Phil. I muft obey.
Enter Joh. 6- Suf.
Joh. My firing Sue, are thefe mooes well mundi-
fied, down a your maribones good Sue, I hope you
are not fo ftraight lac'd but you can floop : you
acknowledg me one of your young Mafters, if not,
'tis not unknown to you that I know the way to my
father.
Suf. Yes Sir, and can tell tales, I know you can,
and / have felt the fmart on't.
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Joh. Whip me if you fhall not if you begin once
to grow ftubborn : why when ?
Suf. As humble as your feet.
Enter Mrs. Anne.
Anne. Why how now maid is this work fitting
you ?
And you Sir, you are lookt for in the ft able,
And mould not loyter here, will you be gone ?
Phil. I am for any fervice. Exit.
Suf. And I too. Exit.
Anne. We mail find other things for you to doe.
Wil. If you cannot here be they that can, a drudge,
a groom, He fend him of my errand.
Joh. And if I do not find work for her, He doe
nothing but take Tobacco in every room, becaufe
twice a day He make her make clean the houfe.
Exeunt.
Anne. Thefe think becaufe I am their Stepmother,
Their chiefefl torture is moft my content,
When I proteft, to fee them thus afniaed
It grates my very heart-firings every hour :
For though before their Fathers rathlefs eye,
And their remorflefs brothers, I feem ftern,
Yet privately they tafte of my befl bounty,
And other of my fervants are by me
Hired to overcome their chiefefl drudgery.
Within. Follow, follow, follow.
Ent. young For. with his weapon drawn.
Young For. I am purfued, and there is no place of
refuge
Left to my defperate life, but here's a woman,
Oh if me harbour foft effeminate pitty
She may redeem e me from a fhameful death.
Anne. A man thus arm'd to leap my garden
wall :
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Help, help.
Young For. As you are fair, and fhould be pittifull
A woman therefore to be moved ; a Chriftian,
And therefore one that mould be charitable,
Pitty a poor diflrefled Gentleman,
Who gives his defperate fortune, life and freedom
Into your hand.
Anne. What are you Sir, that with your weapon
drawn
Affright me thus ?
Young For. If you protect my life,
Fair creature, I am a free Gentleman,
But if betray me, then a poor man doomed
Unto a (hameful death.
Anne. What's your offence
That fuch fufpitious fear, and timcrous doubts
Waits on your guilty fleps \
Young For. I have kild a man
But fairly as I am a Gentleman,
Without all bafe advantage in even tryal
Of both our defperate fortunes.
Anne. Fairly 1
Young For. And though I fay it, valiantly.
Anne. And hand to hand ?
Young For. In fmgle oppofition.
Anne. In a good quarrel ?
Young For. Elfe let the hope I have in you of
fafety
Turn to my bafe confufion. Gentle creature
I cannot now fland to expoflulate ;
For hark the breath of my purfuers blow
A cry within follow, c.
A fearful air upon my flying heel,
And I am almofl in their fatal gripe.
Say will you fave me ?
Anne. I will, then climb into that hovel
Young For. Oh any where.
Anne. Nay quickly then.
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Young For. Your hand fair Lady.
Anne. Away, leave me to anfwer for you.
Enter Old Harding, Goodwin, Fofter, and Officers.
Old Hard. Over my garden wall, is 't poffible ?
Goodw. Over this wall I fee him leap it lightly.
Old Hard. That ftiall we quickly know, fee here's
my wife,
She can inform us beft.
Foft. Saw you not Miftris Harding, a young man
Mount o'r this garden wall with his fword drawn ?
Anne. My eyes were ftedfafl on my work in
hand,
And trull me I faw none.
Old Hard. Perhaps he took down to the neighbour
village,
And when he faw my wife, altered his courfe.
Anne. Tis very like fo, for I heard a buttling
About that hedge, befides a fudden noife
Of fome that fwiftly ran towards your fields,
Make hafte, 'twas now, he cannot be far off.
Old Hard. Gentlemen, take my word, I am high
Conflable ; it is part of my office, lie be no fhelter for
any man that mall offend the Law : if we furprife him,
I will fend him bound to the next Juftice, follow you
your fearch.
Good. Farewel good Mr. Harding.
Foft. Your word *s fufrlcient without further War-
rant,
Continue our purfuit, all ways are layd
And ere he reach the City, fhall be flayd.
Exit. Good. & F&JI.
Old Hard. Adew good friends.
Anne. Pray what's the bufmefs Sir ?
Old Hard. Twa Gentlemen, went into the fields to
fight,
And one hath flam the other..
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Anne. On what quarrel ?
Old Hard. I had fmal leifure to importune that,
Onely this much I learnt, the man that's dead
Was great in fault, and he that now furvives,
Subject unto the danger of this fearch,
Bare himfelf fairly, and his fortune being
To kill a man Ally'd to Noble men,
And greatly friended : is much pittyed.
But Law mufl have his courfe.
A fine. If this be true
I thank my fate, and blefs this happy hour
To fave a life within Laws griping power.
Old Hard. Come then the mornings bleak, and
fharp the Ayr
Into the fire my girle, there's wholefome heat :
lie in and fee my fervants fet at meat
Anne. Sir, ile but end this flower and follow you,
If this mould be fome bloody murderer,
Great were rny guilt to fhrowd him from the Law ;
But if a gentleman by fortune croft,
'Tis pitty one fo vallient and fo young
Should be given up into his enemies hands,
Whilft greatnefs may perhaps weigh down his caufe
And ballance him to death, who thus efcaping
May when he hath, by means obtain his peace,
Redeem his defperate fortunes, and make good
Th' forfeit made unto th' offended Law
Prove as Heaven mall direct, Ile do my beft,
'Tis charity to fuccor the diftrefl.
Ent. Forrejl above.
Young for. Fair Miflrefs, are they gon, may I de-
fcend ?
Anne. No fafety lives abroad, then pray forbear
To fpeak of fcaping hence.
Young For. Oh but I fear.
Anne. My life for yours.
, Young For. However poor I fare
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May you of this your charitable care
Tail happy fruit.
Anne. You did not kill him foully.
Young For. No I pro ted.
Anne. Nor willingly.
Young For. I willingly fought with him, but un-
willingly
Did I become his death's man.
Anne. Could you now
Wifh him alive agen.
Young For. With his hands loofe,
And yet he flew my brother.
Anne. Heaven hath fent
This gentleman becaufe hee's penitent,
To me for fuccor, therefore till the violence
Of all his fearch be paft, He fhrowd him here,
And bring you meat and wine to comfort you,
Free I proteft from all unchafl pretence,
Till by fome means I may conveigh you hence.
Young For. The life you fave if I orecome this
plunge
Shall be for ever yours, all my endeavours
To your devoted fervice I will ftore,
And carefully hoard up.
Anne. Sir, now no more. Exeunt.
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Enter Philip and Clown.
Clow. f~~^ Ome good fellow Phil, what nothing
\_, but mourning and mowing, thy melan-
choly makes our teems to vaile their foretops, and
all our Jades creil fain, and to fee thee wail in woe in
the deep cart roots up to the bellies plunge in pain :
my Miilris Sufan fhee's in the fame pittiful pickle
too.
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Phil. Oh if this hand could execute for her
All that my cruel father hath impofed,
My toyl would feem a pleafure, labour eafe.
Clow. Eafe, what's that ? there's little to be found
in our houfe, now we have loofed the plough in the
fields, they'l find work enough about home to keep us
from the fcurvey. Your hat Phil, fee here comes our
Midrifs.
Enter Mrs. Anne with Bread and a Bottle. .
Anne. The place is clear, none fees me, now's the
time to bear my forrowful charge bread, meat, and
wine : thefe fix daies I have kept him undifcovered,
neither my husbands, nor my fervants eyes have any
way difcovered him. How now fellows, whither fo
fad this way ?
Clow. Nay we do not ufe to go too fad for falling :
our bufineffe at this prefent is about a little houfhold
fervice.
Anne. What bufinefie have you this way ?
Clow. We are going, as they fay, to remove, or
according to the vulgar, to make clean, where Chan-
ticleer and Damepartlet the henne have had fome
doings.
Anne. What doeft thou mean by that ?
Phil. By my Mafters appoyntment, I mud not fay
my Fathers, he hath commanded us firfl to make
clean this hen-rood, and after to remove the hay out
of that hay-loft.
Ann. Oh me, I fear the Gentleman's betray'd,
what mift fliall I devife.
Clow. By your leave Midrefs, pray let's come by
you.
Anne. Wei double dilegence your labour's faved,
*Tis done already, go and take your pleafure.
Son Philip, when I heard my Husband fpeak
Of fuch a bafe employment, I dreight hired
A labourer to prevent it, and 'tis done.
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Phil. You are kinder Mother then my Father
cruel, and fave me many a toyle and teadious travail
impofed on me by your husband.
Anne. O'r this place, He bear a jealous and watch-
ful eye to prevent this difcovery j and wil you be
gone ?
Clow. Yes fweet Miftrefs, if you would but give
a wink, a word to the dayry maid for a mefs of cream
betwixt my fellow Philip and I, It's good to be doing
fomething, for you know my Matter does not love we
mould be idle.
Anne. Wei Sir, perhaps I fhal remember you.
Clow. Come Phil let's be gone, and if you chance
to blufh at what my Miftrefs hath promis'd, He tel
you who caft milk in your face. Exeunt.
Enter Sufan with fvmething in her Apron.
Anne. Shal I compare his prefent mifery
With the misfortunes of this Gentleman,
Which I might reckon greater, but leave them ;
And to my charge we all muft yeild to fate
He cafls us down that befl can raife our ftate.
Suf. Oh through what greater plunges can I pafs
Then I have done already ; A fathers penury,
The good old man d ejected and caft down,
My Husband even fwept from the family
Where he was born, quite forfook by him
By whom he mould be foftered, made a fervant
Amongft his fervants, and his brothers fcorn,
Thefe mifchiefs make me wifh my felf unborn.
Anne. Agen prevented.
Suf. How hath this meditation drawn my thoughts
From my intended bufmefs I forgot
What I was fent about 1 my Mafter bade me
Scatter this Wheat and Barley 'mongft the hens
And I will foon difpatch it.
An. What makes thee
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So neer the place that I fo ftricftly guard,
What bufmefs have you there 1
Suf. Forfooth my M after
Bade me go ferve the poultry.
Anne. Come you mall not,
For this time He doe 't for you.
Suf. Mother and Miftrefs too, 'tis courtefie in you
to prefer it, but mould I fuffer, you might hold it
juftly in me fmall manners.
Anne. I fay it mail be fo.
Suf. Shall any fervant ftand ftil and fee her Mif-
treffe do her work, pray pardon me, I mould condemn
my felf beyond imagination : flial I (land idely and
fee the work done by your hand ?
Anne. I fay I will.
Suf. My words dare not fay nay,
But my more forward action brooks no ftay.
Anne. Then doubtlefle hee's betray'd.
Suf. Oh me what's here ? why here's one that's
come to fteale your hens, a thief who'l filch your
poultry.
Anne. 'Tis not fo.
Suf. Shall I cry thieves aloud 1
Forreft leaps down.
Anne. For Heavens fake no.
Young Forr. Betray then haplefs Forreft, once
more I lie
Ordayn'd for pity, or prepar'd to die.
What none but women and betray me ? then
I fee your hearts are flintier far then men.
Anne. Think not that He betray you, nor (hall (he,
If me refpecl. my love or her own life.
Suf. Betray my brother? it mall nere be faid
I ftopt his flight when he had means to fcape.
Young Forr. Oh fortune beyond hope amaz'd I
ftand
To fee my life laid in my fifters hand.
Suf. Dear brother.
Young Forr. My fweet fifter.
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Anne. A flrange greeting,
And 'twixt two haplefs creatures happy meeting.
Young Forr. What change hath brought you to
this downcafl ftate 1
Suf. Nay what mifhap hath ruinated you ?
Anne. You both forget your dangers, then leave
off
Thefe paffive fits, and fludy for the fafety
Of this diflreffed Gentleman your brother,
Now in the rathelefs mercy of the Law.
Young Forr. Sifter you have heard my fortunes.
Suf. With fad cheer,
Little furmifing you had layed io neer,
Deare Mother let us crave your farther affiftance in
furthering his elcape.
Anne. I am all yours.
Young Forr. My fafety lies in fuddain expedition,
Debar me I am dead.
Anne. I ha' a brother
Lives at Gravefend an Owner and a Merchant,
And could we but convey thee fafe to him,
He foon would fliip you over into France.
Young Forr. All ways are loud, and hue and cry
fent forth
Through every hundred, how mail I reach thither
Without difcovery 1
Suf. Here ftands an empty trunk in the next
room, which mould be fent by water to Gravefend to
your brother, what if we fhould lock him faft in that ^
Anne. I like it wel, but whom flial we employ to
bear it fafe ?
Suf. Give it my husband and your man in charge,
They two wii fee it carefully delivered.
Anne. By them He write unto him earneftly
In your behalfe, and doubt not of your ufage.
Young Forr. The trunck, the trunk, Oh quickly, if
you love me.
Anne. Come He to write.
Suf. He finde thofe that ihal bear it.
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Young Forr. The plot is likely, but heaven knows
I fear it Exeunt.
Enter Mr. Harding, John, and William.
Old Hard. Now boys no queftion but you think it
long
To have my (late made over to your ufe.
John. Oh Lord Sir.
Old Hard. To have your elded brother quite dif-
abled
Of any challenge or inheritance.
Will. We think it not long Sir, but if you (hould
ufe all expedition poflible, I mould fay belhrew their
hearts that would hinder it, we do not wi(h our
brother difmherited, but if it be your pleafure, Heaven
forbid that we being your fonnes mould any way con-
tradict it
John. We mould not mew our felves obedient
fons to perfwad you to infringe your former vow ; For,
Father if you remember you fvvore long fmce to do
it ; And heaven forbid you mould break your oath.
Old Hard. Boyes of mine own free fpirit, mine
own heart,
And will you lee him pine, beg, (larve, nay perifh
Ere you will once relieve him.
Will. I'ft be your will, wee'le fwear to do it.
Old Hard. And though the beggars brat, his Wife
I mean,
Should for the want of lodging deep on flails,
Or lodg in docks or cages, would your charities
Take her to better harbor ?
John. Unlefie too cold harbor where of twenty
chimneys (landing, you (hal fcarce in a whole winter
fee two fmoaking ; we harbor her ? Bridewel (hal
firfl.
Old Hard. Lads of my own condition, my own
humour, cal me a Scrivner, reach me pen and ink He
doe't imediately.
Will. Run for a Scrivener Jack.
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John. Mean time poll thou for Pen and Inck.
Enter Mrs. Anne meeting them.
Anne. Stay no fuch hafte ;
Sweet husband there be fitter times then thefe
Made choice for fuch affairs, there's no enforcement
To make your Will, being in fuch perfect health ;
Pray if you love me do not talke of death,
Nor to your fafety give fuch ill prefage,
JBefides this- expedition in your fons,
Shews that they covet more your Lands then life ;
Defer 't then fomewhat longer for my fake.
Otd Hard. Then for thy fake I will, but my kinde
boys
Tis rather to footh her, then your leaft wrong,
I will delay a little though not long.
Will. It hath been long a doing, I would it were
once done, if he mould peak over the pearch now,
and all fall to our elder Brother, we have ufed him fo
doggedly, the leaft he can do is to thruft us out of
doors by head and moulders.
John. Let him alone now, wee'l urge him too 't at
more convenient leifure,
Old Hard. When heard you from your brother at
Gravefend,
Or how falls out his voyage, can you tell.
Anne. I had a letter from him two days fince,
In which he writes me all his goods are Shipt,
His wares in hold well flowed, and nothing wants
Save a fair gale to bring him to the Straits.
Old Hard. Heaven make his voyage profpecpus,
for thou knoweft
I have a venture of five hundred pound
Enterred with him, my fortune joyns with his ;
If he fucceed it falls out well with me,
If not, I am likely to impart his loffe.
Enter Old Mr. Foirefl.
Old Forr. You are well found Sir.
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Old Hard. I what art thou fellow.
Old Forr. You knew me in my pride and flounfh-
ing flate,
Have you forgot me now, as I remember
We two were bred together, Schoole fellows,
Boorded together in one Matters houfe,
Both of one forme and like degree in School.
Old Hard. Oh thy name's Forreft.
Old Forr. Then in thofe days your Father Mr.
Harding
Was a good honefl Farmer, Tennant too
Unto my Father. All the wealth he purchaft,
Far be upbraiding from me, came from us
As your firft raifer ; and you called me then
Your Landlord and young Mailer : then was then,
But now the courfe of fortunes wheele is turned ;
You climbed, we fell, and that inconftant fate
That hurled us down, hath lift you where we fate.
Old Hard. Well, we are Lord of all thofe Man-
ners now,
You then poflefl. Have we not bought them deerly ?
Are they not ours ?
Old Forr. I no way can deny 't,
I rather come as a poor fuitor to you,
To entreat you tor heavens fake and charities,
To pity my lott daughter, your caft fonne.
Sir, I in all had but three Children left me,
Crutches to bear up my penurious age ;
One of thefe three was butchered cruelly,
His body piteoufly alafs pierc't through.
Then had I but two left, my eldett Son,
And hee's or dead, or fled to fave his life ;
If he ftill live, I have wafted, fold and fpent
Even all that little that my fortunes left ;
And now I have but one, one onely daughter,
And her I am not able to relieve
With ought fave tears and pity, to thefe helps
Oh lend your fair afliftance ; mee is yours
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As well as mine.
Old Hard. All my part I difclaim,
Both in my fon and her ; they croft my pleafure,
And they mall tafl the fmart, I was derided,
They that love me, flial by my wil be guided.
Will. And that am I.
John. And I too Father.
Anne. Bafe Parafites.
Old Hard. You even pleafed me wel,
And you fhal mount the height from which they fel.
Enter Philip and Sufan.
Old Forr. See, fee, alafs, thofe that feven Somers
fince
Saw thy eftate and look upon thee now,
Would at left pity, if not help thy wants ;
How happy was thy Mother and my Wife,
That flept their laft ileep long before thefe forrows
Take their birth.
Suf. Dear Father fuccour us,
Help to redeem us from this cruel man
That thus infults upon our mifferies.
Old Forr. Fair daughter adde not to my tedious
woes,
Thou bidft a blind man guide thee on thy way,
And takeft a broken flaffe to be thy flay.
Phil. Good Sir releafe us.
Old For. It muft be then with tears,
For other help I have none, and they heaven knows
Can little eafe, but never help your woes.
Sir, if your heart be not of Adamant,
Or fome hard mettal that's impehitrable,
Pity your blood and mine, fo foon grown deaf.
Kinde Gentlemen, fpeak to your rathlefs Father,
Shew your felves brothers, do you turn afide.
Fair Miflrefs what fay you, I fee your eyes
In all things with our paffions fympathize
And you are doubtlefle fprung from Gentle blood :
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Gentry and bafenefs in all ages jar,
And poverty and wealth are Mill at war.
Old Hard. Thou growefl too tedious, prithee
friend be gone.
Old For, I hope you do not fcorn me.
Old Hard. The truth is, I feign would have the
leave me.
Old Forr. 'Tis no difparagement unto your birth,
That you converfe with me, if I miftake not,
Sure, fure, I am as wel born.
Old Hard. And yet fure, fure,
'Tis ten to one I mall be better buried.
Old For. I am as honefl.
Old hard. Nay there you are a ground.
I am honefler by twenty thoufand pound.
Old Fvr. Are all fuch honefl then that riches
have.
Old Hard. Yes rich and good, a poor man and a
knave.
Away about thy bufmefs, loyter not
About my gates, /fhal compel thee elfe,
For thy requ-efl my will is peremptory,
Thy foftnefs makes me much more .violent,
Whom thou the more commifferatefl / contemn,
They are in my deeped hate : Wife, Sons, let's go.
Old For. With eyes in tears funk, heart circum-
volved in woe.
Suf. What fhal we now do ?
Phil. What ? but endure the worfl,
When comfort's banifh'd, welcome all extreams,
Yet I have fent my fellow, or my man
To prove fome friends to help to flock a Farm,
I have not yet their .anfwer, 'tis the lafl
Of all our hopes, that failing we have run
Our latefl courfe, outcafl, and quite undone. Exeunt.
Enter the Merchant reading a Letter, and after him
young Mr. Forrefl.
Merck. My Sifter writes how your occafions (land,
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And how you are to ufe my fecrefie
In a flrange bufmefs that concerns your life.
She hath left nothing unremembred here,
Or flightly urged to make me provident
And careful of your fafety : gentle Sir,
Though I am a ftranger to your fortunes,
Yet for her fake whofe love I tender deerly,
I am all yours, my houfe to entertain you,
My purfe to furnifh you in any courfe,
My Ship if you'l to Sea, is at your fervice,
Make choice in which of thefe, in all, or any
You will employ my faithful induftry.
Young Forr. Oh Sir your unexpected courtefie
To a poor Stranger, challenges the name
Of brother to the kindefl Gentlewoman
That ever breathed this air, you cannot chufe
But be of one ftrain that fuch kindnefs ufe ;
You bade nie to make choice of all your favours,
My poverty and my neceffity
Do both of them in my extreams concerve
To make me think the meanell of any meanes
That can unplunge me from this gulf of trouble,
To be much better then I can deferve,
To be much greater then I dare defire,
Being too poor to merit, too dejected
To aim at any hopes.
Merck. You wrong your worth,
You have defert fufficient, that me writes
In your behalf, and I commend her for't,
Me thinks I fee fuch honefl parts in you,
That upon weaker urgence then thefe lines
I would build much affection, on thefe gifts
That I fee nature hath endowed you with ;
Indeed I flatter not, none flatter thofe
They do not mean to gain by, 'tis the guife
Of ficcophants, fuch great men to adore
By whom they mean to rife, difdain the poor ;
My object is much otherwife intendedj
I fain would lofe by him whom I commended.
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Yon tig Forr. If ever this my weak ability
Grow ftrong agen, I will employ it folely
To fhun the bafe fin of ingratitude
Towards you and your fair fifter.
Merch. Will you ufe me ?
Young Forr. But what mall I return you in ex-
change
Of thofe great favours.
Merch. Gome your love, your love,
'Tis more then all I can attempt for you
Amounts unto, pray let me know the mod
Of my employment.
Young Forr. Then will you but provide me a fafe
waftage
Over to France, to Flanders, or to Spain,
Or any forraign coafl ; I dare not truft
My native country with my forfeit life.
Sir, this is all I would entreat of you.
Merch. Y'are mod eft in your fuit, the more you
ufe me,
The more I think you love me, therefore
This night ile get you waftage ore for France,
Such Sea apparrel as I ufe my felf,
You (hall accept part, here's ten pounds in gold,
And wherefoever you mail live hereafter,
Pray let me once a year receive from you
Some brief or noat. Ile not return your love
Idle, or empty handed.
Young Forr. My life's yours,
And lefler fatisfac~lion then my life
Is much too little.
Merch. Much too much, no more,
No more I do entreat you, I am now
Upon a voyage to the Straits my felfe,
But 'twill be two days hence.
Young Forr. Heaven be your guide,
As I find you, fo find friends in your need,
Blufliing I run into your countlefs debts,
More fums of love then all my hord can pay,
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But if thefe black adventures I furvive,
Even till this mortal body lie ingrav'd,
You fhall be Lord of that which you have fav'd.
Merch. Onely your love, come wee'l provide this
night
For your fafe waftage, and your fecret flight. Exeunt.
Adi, 3. Seen. 4.
Enter Clown, Fofter, Goodwin, and a Gentleman.
Fojl. Speak with us, why what's the bufmeffe 1
Clow. Nay, that's more then I can refolve you
upon the fuddain, it may be there's fome great fortune
fallen to him of late, and he would impart the benefit
to you.
Goodw. Nay then let's go, where mall we find
him 1
Clow. A word to the wife, it may be that hee's in
fome monflrous extream neceffity, and would gladly
borrow fome money of you, or fo.
Goodw. I, faidft thou fo ? now I remember me, I
needs muft home, I have fome bufinefs, He fee him
at fome other time.
Clow. Nay but one word more.
Foft. We cannot flay now.
Gent. Nor I, a great occafion calls me hence.
Clow. Nay then I fee you are apt to take a man
at the worft Hill, if you knew what little need he hath
to borrow, borrow quoth he, a good jefl, you know
he and I, my fellow Phil and I 'mbngft other works
that my Mailer ufes to put us to, we ufe to dig and
delve ; now if we have found a pot a money, and
would trull you with the laying of it out, why fo 1
Foji. How 1
Clow. Marry even fo. you know his Father is fuch
Fortune by Land and Sea. 405
a dogged old Cormudgeon, he dares not for his ears
acquaint him with.
Gent. Prithee go on.
Clow. 'Twere kindnefs in him to chufe you out of
all the friends he hath in the world to impart this
benefit to, were't not ? and fay true.
Gent. Troth he was always a kind honed youth,
and would it lay in me to pleafure him.
Goodw. Introth or me, he mould command my
purfe and credit both.
Foft. Where might we fpeak with him.
Clow. Hard by Sir, hard by, but flay Gentlemen,
fuppofe there is no fuch matter as finding of money,
but what we mid in digging to fupply his prefent
neceffities he hopes to find from you, I promife you I
partly doubt fuch a matter.
F-ofl. How I forgot my felfe, I needs mud home.
Goodw. Troth nor can I day.
Gent. In footh nor I.
Enter Philip meeting them.
Phil. Gentlemen whither fo fad, I fent to fpeak
with you.
Clow. I can affure you Sir, they are better to
fpeak withall then to borrow money of, one word
or two with you my friends (by your leave Mader)
Gentlemen I love you well, and that you may know I
love you, I would make bold to reveal a fecret to you,
my young Mader here, though you fee him in thefe
homely Accoutrements, fimple as you dand here, he
has more to take to then He fpeak of, he might, I
marry might he, he might go brave and mine in pearle
and gold ; he hath now in his indant poffellion a thou-
fand pound thick.
Fqft. A thoufand pounds ?
Clow. Nay, old lads, he hath learnt his i, 2, 3, 4,
& 5. And never cod him ten millings.
Cfoodw. Five thoufand pound 1
406 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Clow. You know where you hear it, Mum, here's
your tale and your tales Man.
Gent. Good, good, proceed,
Clow. Now lift up your large ears and liften : to
whom mould he reveal all this wealth, but to fome
friend ? and how mould he know a friend but by trying
of him ; and how mould he try a friend but by trou-
bling of him ? and how mould he trouble a friend but
by borrowing money of him? now Gentlemen it
may be at firft hee'l make his cafe poor and pitiful
to you.
Fojl. Onely to try us.
Clow. Onely to try you, have you no brains ? do
you think we have need of money ? has any of you
occafion to ufe a hundred pound ? need of money, as
I faid afore, fo I fay agen, onely to try you, he
has done the like to four or five that I know ; now be-
caufe they would not pity his fuppofed poverty, he
would not acquaint them with this infinite mafs of
wealth ; you have wits, brains, apprehenfion, if he
makes his cafe known to you lay it on, if I faid lay it
on, lay it on, you are not every body, if I had not
feen fome fparks in you, you had not been the men,
lay it on.
Fqft. Enough, enough, I underftand thee fully,
kind Mailer Philip will you ufe my aid in my fair em-
ployment.
Goodw. Sir or mine.
Ge?it. Or mine.
Phil. Worthy friends, even one as all
Freely to fpeak, as you are Gentlemen,
And I from my childhood have protefted love,
As you are Chriflians ; therefore to the poor,
Such as I am, mould be mod charitable,
Help with your plenty to releeve my wants,
You know my labor, and have feen my need,
Then take fome pity of my poor eftate,
And help to ranfome me from flavery,
By lending me fome money.
Fortune by Land and Sea. 407
Clow. Did I not tell you fo ? Lay it on.
Fofl. Sir you fhall have a hundred pound of me.
Goodw. What need you ufe him and my felfe fo
neer.
Gent. Trouble not them Sir, you (hall hate of me :
Clow. Take 't Matter, take't all.
Phil. Oh Heavens ! where flept this friendfliip all
this while ?
Who faid that charity was fled to heaven,
And had no known abiding here on earth ;
See thefe that know me disinherited,
And to have no means to fupply my wants,
Strive who mould mod engage his purfe and credit
To one fo much oppreft with poverty.
Clou*. Alas lir, you fee their kindnefs, I told you
how flrange he would make it ; Lay it on.
FoJL Pray Sir accept my kindnefle.
Gent. Goodw, Pray take mine.
Clow. Pray Matter take their courtefies,
Pkil. He ufe them all,
And onely borrow twenty pounds a peece
To ftock a poor farm for my wife and me,
Some threefcore pounds will do't.
Clow. Now, now, lay it on.
Gent. Take it all of me.
Goodw. Why all of you Sir, is not mine as
ready ?
Fofl. When one can do't, what need you trouble
three ?
But for the thoufand pound Sir, do not think
But you may trutt me with the whole employment
Or all fuch moneys, and never trouble thefe.
Phil. What thoufand pound ?
Goodw. Though it be fix thoufand I durtt be ttew-
ard of fo great a fum.
Clow. Why Matter Fellow Phil?
Phil. Do you mock me Gentlemen,
My wealth amounts not to a thoufand draws.
408 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Clow. I told you he would make it ftrange; lay it
on.
Foft. Make not your wealth fo dainty, for we
know
You have at leafl fix thoufand pound in banck,
You may impart it unto us your friends.
Phil. Who hath deluded you, derided me,
And made a mockery of my poor eftate,
Now I protefl I have not in the world
More riches then thefe garments on my back.
Go&dw. If poffible, why here's my tale and my
tales man.
Clow. No Sir you are deceived, here is your tale
and you your felfe are yo.ur tales man, for you carry it
about you ; the truth is Gentlemen that we have be-
twixt us both no more croffes then you fee.
Phil. Onely the late hope of thofe fixty pounds
Promis'd by you unurged and uncompelled
May raife my ruined fortunes.
Gent. Will you disburfl it all that were fo for-
ward ?
Foft. I have no monej^, do it you for me.
Goodw. It is but one mans labour do't your felf, if
you have none I have lefs, God be with you, one
flaies for me at home.
Gent. Nay take me with you Sir.
PhiL Why Gentlemen will you revault your
words.
Foft. I have no money.
PhiL But now you ftrived which man mould lend
me mofl.
Foft. But then we reckoned Sir without our
hofl,
Then we fuppofed you rich, but being grown poor,
I have made a foolifh vow to lead no more. Exit.
Gent. I have made the like, you know your father
threatens
To difmherit you, and mould we lend,
Fortune by Land and Sea. 409
You being poor, fhould of our purfes fpend. Exit.
PJiil. Though I be poor, heaven may enable me.
Goodw* Heaven may do much, that's all the beg-
gers faying,
Let me hourd wealth, you feek for wealth by praying.
Exit.
Phil. The time may come ere long, fo I divine
To punifh thofe that at their power repine. Exit.
Enter a Purfevant meeting the Clown.
Purfev. Whither away fo fad firrah in the Queens
name, I command you (lay.
Clow. What are you that look fo big ?
Purfev. A Purfevant.
Clow. If you be fo purfey, can you lend's any
money, I aflure you it was the laft bufmefs we were
about ; or elfe tell me the reafon why you flay my
paflage.
Purfev. Sirrah I have a Proclamation to publifh
and becaufe my felf am fomwhat hoarfe, and thou
haft a large wide mouth and a laudible voice I charge
thee for the better underftanding of the multitude to
fpeak after me word by word.
Clow. If it be nothing elfe, do but advance me
and He fpeak high enough, come now, and teach me
my new leffon.
Purfev. Whereas two famous Rovers on the Sea.
Clou>. Whereas two famous Rogues upon the Sea.
Purfev. Purfer and Clinton.
Clow. That loft their purfes at the Clink.
Purf. Long fince proclaimed Pirates.
Clow. Long fince proclaimed fpirats.
Purf. Notvvithftanding her Majefties commiflion.
Clow. Notwithftanding her Majefties' condition.
Pur. Stil keep out.
Clow. And will not come in.
Pur. And have of late fpoyled a Ship of Exeter.
4io For time by Land and Sea.
Clow. And have of late fpoyled all the fheep in
the Exchequer.
Pur. And thrown the chief Merchant over board.
Clow. And thrown the Merchants cheefes over-
board.
Purf.
Clow.
Purf.
Clow.
Pur.
Heads.
Clow.
heads.
Pur.
I therefore in her Majeflies name.
I therefore in the name of her Majefty.
Proclaim to him or them.
Proclaim to them or him.
That can bring in thefe Pirates Ships or
That can bring in thefe Pyecrufts or Sheeps-
A thoufand pound fterling.
Clow. A thoufand Stares and Starlings.
Pur. If a banifht man his country.
Clow. If a man he (hall be banifht his country.
Pur. If a condemned man liberty.
Clow. If a man at liberty condemned.
Pur. Befides her Majeflies efpecial favour.
Clow. Befides her Majeflies fpeclacles and favour.
Pur. And fo God fave the Queen.
Clow. And have you done now Sir 1
Pur. I have, farewel.
Clow. Farewel Mr. Purfevant : he hath fo fill'd my
head with proclamations.
Exit.
A61. 4. Seen. i.
A great Alarum and Jhot : enter Purfer and Clinton,
with Jlore of Mariners, bringing in the Merchant
bound pr if oner with others.
Pur. "XT Ow valiant mates you have maintained this
IN fight
With courage and with woonted hardiment :
The fpoyl of this rich fhip we will divide
Fortune by Land and Sea. 41 1
In equal (hares, and not the meaned of any,
But by the cuflom of the fea may challenge
According to his place, rights in the fpoyl :
Though Out-laws x we keep laws amongd our felves,
Elfe we could have no certain government.
Clint. A gallant prize, and bravely purchad too,
With lofs of blood on both fides. A fea fight
Was never better managed nor exployted
With more exchange of hoftile oppofition,
We did not look for fuch a valiant fpirit
In any Merchants breaft ; nor did we think
A (hip of fuch fmall burden, fo weakly man'd,
Would have endur'd fo hot and proud a fight.
Mer. Nor did I think the providence of heaven
Would fo have favoured men of bafe condition,
Such as profefs wrong, pyracie and theft,
Have fpoyled my men, and ranfackt every corner
Of my furprifed bark ; feifed all my fub (lance,
And (hared amongft you my bed merchandife ;
And not alone undone me, and in me
All that are mine, but in overwhelming us
Shook the edate of all my creditors.
Pur. Whats that to us ? men of our known con-
dition
Mufl cad behind our backs all fuch refpecls,
We left our confciences upon the land
When we began to rob upon the fea.
Gin. We know we are Pirates, and profefs to rob,
And wouldfl not have us freely ufe our trade ?
If thou and thine be quite undone by us,
We made by thee, impute it to thy fortune,
And not to any injury in us ;
For he that's born to be a beggar know
How e'r he toyls and trafficks mufl dye fo.
Mtr. If you mud needs profefs this thriving trade,
Yet fmce the feas afford fuch choice of dore,
You might methinks have fpar'd your own country-
men.
4 r 2 For time by Land and Sea..
Pur. Nay fmce our country have proclaim'd us
pyrats,
And cut us off from any claim in England,
We'l be no longer now call'd Englifh men.
Mer. Clinton I know thee, and have us'd thy skil,
Ere now in a good veffel of my own,
Before thou tookefl this defperate courfe of life,
Perhaps if now thou do'ft me a good office,
Time may enable me to quit thy love.
Clin, Troth I could wifh we had light of any
other,
But fmce thy fate hath caft thee upon us,
We muft neglect no opportunity ;
For they that intermit advantages,
Mull know occafions head is bald behind.
My merry mates come top your cans apace,
Pile up your ch'efts with prizes to the lids,
And ftuffe the vafl hold of our empty Ihip
With fuch rich wares as this our prize affords ;
Supple your biskets with fuch choice of wines
As freely come brought by th' aufpicious winds,
To unlade themfelves and feek for ftowage here ;
Since wine comes freely lets make fpare of beer.
Pur. Let cans of wine pafs round in healths
through all,
Such golden prizes come not every day,
Nor can we alwaies meet fuch choice of fpoils :
Firft bind the Merchant, lay him fafl in hold,
And having feifed all his beft Merchandife,
Pierce with your ordnance through his mips crafed
keele,
And fink her down into the deep abyfs,
Whence not all the Cranes in Europe or the world
Can weigh her out agen.
Clin. Let it be fo,
Left me prove prize unto a fecond foe.
Mer. Be't as my fate fhall pleafe, my lofs I value
But as goods lent me, now to be paid back,
Fortune by Land and Sea. 4 1 3
But that which mod afflicts my forrowful foul,
Is that my friends have ventured largely with me,
Efpecially my Sifter, who I fear
Will brook that ill which I with patience bear.
Pur. Place him below the hatches as our prifoner.
And now to part our purchafe bravely won,
Even with the hazard of our deareft lives.
Clin. The danger paft ftil makes the purchafe
fweet.
Come firft drink round my merry mates, that done,
Devide in peace what we by war have won. Exeunt.
Enter young Mr. Forreft, like a Captain of ajhip, with
Sailors and Mariners, entering with aflourijh.
Young For. Gentlemen, and my merry mates at
fea,
Thofe fpecial favours you have crowned me with,
Can never be deferved upon my part,
So weak is my ability and knowledge
In navigation and exploits at fea ;
Yet fince your love fo far exceeds my worth,
That of an unexperienc'd Gentleman
You have prefered me above many other,
To be your Captain, and command your Ship,
I hope to bear my felf fo even and upright
In this my charge, that it (hall not repent you
Of the lead honour to my grace decreed.
1. Mar. Our Captain being lately flain in fight,
We by your valour fcap'd our enemies,
And made their fhip our prize, fince we firft knew you
All our attempts fucceeded profperoufly,
And heaven hath better bleft us for your fake.
2. Mar. When firft we took you to our fellowship,
We had a poor bark of fome fifteen tun,
And that was all our riches, but fince then
We have took many a rich prize from Spain,
And got a gallant veffel ftoutly man'd,
And well provided of Ordnance and fmall (hot,
414 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Men and ammunition, that we now dare coap
With any Carracl that do's trade for Spain.
Young Forr. We dare do any thing that (lands
with juflice,
Our countries honour, and the reputation
Of our own names ; but amongfl all our fpoils
I wonder we have fcap'd the valiant Pirats
That are fo much renowned upon the fea,
That were a conqueft worth the hazarding,
Befides a thoufand pounds reward propofed
To that adventurer that can bring them in,
My peace and pardon though a man condemned,
Is by the proclamation ratified.
i. Mar. The ocean fcarce can bear their outrages,
They are fo violent, confounding all,
And fparing none, not their own countrimen,
We could not do our country greater fervice
Then in their purfuit to engage our lives.
Young For. I could we meet thofe Rovers on the
fea
So famous for their piracies and thefts,
So fear'd of all that trade for Merchandife,
So proud of their flrong veffels and flout ging,
That man her with their proud Artillery
That thunders wrack to every (hip. alike ;
Oh with what ardour and enflamed defire
Would we in the mid fea encounter them !
Climb to the main-top, boy, fee what you kenne there.
Boy. I (hall, I (hall Sir.
Young For. We feek for purchafe, but we tak't
from foes,
And fuch is held amongfl us lawful fpoyl ;
But fuch as are our friends & countrymen
We fuccour with the bed fupply we have
Of victuals or munition being diflreft.
Above, Boy. Ho there.
i. Mar. Ha boy.
Boy. A fayl.
i. Mar. Whence is (he?
Fortune by Land and Sea. 4 T 5
Boy. That I cannot kenne ; me appeares to me
out of our hemifphear no bigger then a Crow.
Young For, Difcry her better,
Oh that it were the defperate Pirates Ship,
On that condition we might grapple ftraight,
And try our defperate fortunes on even change,
But I that have been born to mifcry
Can never be fo happy ; oh my fate
When fhall I pafs away this tedious night,
Or when my liars will you burn out more bright.
Boy. Boatfwain, ho.
1. Mar. Whence comes thy kenne ?
Boy. She makes from South to Weft.
2. Mar. How bears me ?
Boy. To the Leeward.
Young For. Clap on more fails and quickly fetch
her up. What colours bears her main-top 1
Boy. She's not fo near in kenne.
Young For. Difcover her more amply, now my
mates
Prepare your felves, for it may be fome prize ;
You Mailer Gunner load your ordnance wel,
And look wel to your cartridges and fire ;
See that your gunner room be clear and free,
Your matches bear good coals, your priming powder
Pounded, not dank ; next charge your Murderers
For fear ot boarding : Stearfman part the Helm,
And bear up towards them, be they friends or foes
We'l hale them if heaven pleafe ; and Mafter you
Heed wel your compafs, Boatfwain with your whiftle
Command the Saylors to the upper deck
To know their quarters, and to hear their charge.
Boy. Captain, ho.
Young For. The news ? whence is her flag 1
Boy. She bears the Crofs of England and St.
George.
Young For. Then fhe's a friend for England and
St. George
Our gallant veffel in her main-top bears,
4 1 6 Fortune by Land and Sea.
And all our preparations needlefs then.
Boy. Arm rather, for I fee them from a far
Make all provifion for a prefent fight,
They have managed their hatches, hung their pen-
dants out, difplay'd their Enfignes, up with al their
feights, their matches in their cocks, their fmoaking
Linflocks are like wife fired within their Gunners hands :
and hark they moot already. Apeece goes off.
Young for. Come defcend ;
The Pirat, Fortune thou art then my friend.
Now valiant friends and fouldiers man the deck,
Draw up your feights, and lace your drablers on,
Whilfl my felf make good the Forecaftle,
And ply my Musket in the front of death,
Quarter your felves in order, fome abaft,
Some in the Ships wafle, all in martial order ;
Our Spright-fayl, Top-fail, and Top-gallant, our Main-
fail, Boar-fpright, and our Mizen too are hung with
waving pendants, and the colours of England and
St. George ply in the Stern.
We fight againfl the foe we all defire,
Alarum Trumpets, Gunner ftraight give fire. Extunt.
Alarm. Purfer and Clinton with their Mariners, all
furni/ht with Sea devices fitting for afiglit.
Clin. Give them a full broad-fide ; oh Mr. Gunner
your upper tire of Ordnance fhot over; you gave not
one fhot betwixt wind and water in all this skir-
mim.
Gun. Sir, you fpeak not wel, I pierc'd them with
my chafe piece through and through ; part of their
Capftring too I with a Piece abaft fhot overboard.
Pur. Oh 'twas a gallant fhot, I faw it matter
fome of their limbs in pieces : Shall we grapple, and
lay their Ship aboard ? where be thefe Irons to hook
'emfafU
'Clin. I fear they'r too well man'd ;
For fee the Gunner ready to give fire
Fortune by Land and Sea. 4 1 7
Unto their Murderers if we flay to board 'em :
Shall we fet fayl and leave 'em.
Pur. How can we when our Ship has fprung a
leak?
Being ready now to founder in the fea ;
Some ply the Pump : oh for one lucky bullet
To take their Mainmafl off; he that can make it
Shall have a treble mare in this next prize.
Gun. I mall go near it from my lower tyre.
din. Gunner do that, 'tis all that we defire.
Exeunt.
Alarum : Enter young Forrefl and his Mariners.
i. Mar. Where is the Gunner Captain?
Young For. Where he mould not be, at his prayers
I think :
Is this a time to pray, when the Seas mouth
Seems to fpit fire, and all the billows burn.
Come hand with me,
And we will board the Pirates inflantly.
i. Mar. Hoyfl up more fails, and fetch 'em roundly
up,
And with their gallant veflel grapple flraight.
Young For. I fpy the Pirates in the very prow
And forehead of their Ship, both wafting us
With their bright fwords; now Steerfman take thy
turn ;
And Boatfwain with your bafer trumpets found
Mingle your whiflles fhril, oh 'tis a Mufick
The Maremaids love.
1. Mar. Who hates it thats a fouldier ?
2. Mar. Thy Linflock Gunner, take thy level
right,
The wind is ours to help us in the fight.
Young \For. It blowes a fliffe gale, it makes all
for us,
Every Commander once more to his charge,
He that this day mall dye dies honourably ;
6 E E
4 1 8 For time by Land and Sea.
The Canons Bafilisks, and Ordnance
Shall tooll his funeral peale, and fome now found,
Shall dye three deaths in one, (hot, burnt, and
drown'd.
Come fpare no powder till you fee our Ship,
Whofe hard tough ribs hewed from the heart of oak,
Now black with pitch be painted blew with fmoak.
Exeunt.
A great Alarum, and Flouri/h. Enter young For-
reft and his Mates with Purfer and Clinton with
their Mariners prif oners.
Young For. Firft thankes to heaven for this great
victory
Bought with the fearful hazard of our lives,
And larg expeoce of blood on either part.
Pur. We now are captives that made others
thrall,
Thus ebbs may flow, and highefl tydes may fall.
Clin. The lateft day mud come to have his date ;
Stars govern all, and none can change his fate.
Young For. Such prifoners as thefe Pirats keep in
hold,
Releafe them flraight, the riches of their (hip
We 'mongd you will divide in equal (hares,
To every mans defart, edate, and place.
Pur. Fortune I fpit defiance in thy face:
Thy bed we have taded, and thy word we know,
We can but pay what we to nature owe.
Enter the Merchant brought in with other Prifontrs.
Mer. Surprifed agen, whofe prifoner am I now ?
I am Fortunes ball, whither am I bandied,
Having lod al before, is 't poffible
That I can now be made a fecond prize 1
I lod my wealth in my firfl hodile drife,
And nothing now is left me fave my life.
Fortune by Land and Sea,
Young For. Thefe prifoners we will at our further
leafure
Perufe and know their fortunes and eflates.
Mer, That captain I fhould know, that face of his
Is with mine eye familiar, fure 'tis he
Whofe life I by my Sifters means preferved,
With mony and apparel furnifht him,
And got him place at fea, and hath he now
Forgot me, what not know me, the world right,
When rich we honour, being poor we fpight :
N'er look fo ftrange, I do not mean to claim
Acquaintance of fuch men as are ingrate :
Ail my good deeds once done I throw behind,
Whofe meed in heaven, not earth I look to find.
Young For. That Merchant I have known, and
now I better
Surveigh him, 'tis the man to whom I owe
All that I have, my fortunes, nay my life ;
What reafon have you Sir to fly me fo,
Since unto you, and to my brothers wife,
My hopes, my power, my whole eftate is due,
From whom my means and all my fortunes grew.
Mer. Do you know me then.
Young For. Think you I can forget,
Or flightly cancel fuch a countlefs debt,
Behold my (hip, my conqueft, and my prize,
Thefe prifoners with my full command is yours ;
Yours, only yours, they at your fervice rell,
Alafs dear friend how came you thus diftrufl ?
Mer. Thefe Pirates robbed me, and have ceifed
my goods
With which they have fluft their hold ; my brothers
venter
With mine own fubftance they have made their fpctyl.
Youg For. All which behold I re-deliver you,
And to the utmofl farthing will reflore ;
Befides I make you partner in our prize,
And herein am I onely fortunate
To prove a grateful debtor.
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420 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Mer. Your gratitude exceeds all curtefie,
Both of my Sifters, party and my own.
Young For. It comes much fhort of either ; oh
dear Sir
Should I forget your friendfhip mewed in want,
And done in my extreameft poverty,
It were a fin, of heaven unpardonable ;
This Pirats Ship load with your merchandife
You mall ftreight man for England j where arrived,
Commend me to the mirror of her fex
Your Sifter, in the humbleft phrafe you can,
To whom deliver, as from me, this jewel,
The beft our voyage yeelds ; tel her from me,
That Gentleman whofe innocent life me faved,
Hath by that token her remembrance craved,
To my brother, and my Sifter this fmall fumme
To buy their fervice from their fathers hand,
And free them from his flavifh fervitude.
Mer. I mall doe all your will, and thus o'r-
fvvay'd,
Needs muft report your debts are doubly payd.
Young For. Having my pardon purchaft, and my
prisoners
Delivered to the fentence of the Law,
My next affairs mail be to vifit her.
Purf. Our cafe is otherwife, our next affairs
Is to betake us to onr Beads and Prayers.
Clin. Be as be may, bafe fortune I defie,
We bravely liv'd and lie as boldly dye.
Young For. Hoyft fayl for England with our long
wifht prize,
Whilft we applaud that fortune he defies. Exe.
Enter old Mr. Harding. Anne his wife, Fofter and
Goodwin, William and John, Philip and Sufan
fetting forth a Table.
Old Hard. Y'ar welcom Gentlemen, come take
your places
Fortune by Land and Sea. 42 1
As your degrees are : wife the chair is yours ;
My loving boyes fit, let th' fervants wait.
John. Brother, that's you.
Old Hard. This day I do entreat you Gentlemen
After the Tables ended, to be witnefs
Unto fome deeds that mud inherit thefe,
And him that is my eldefl quite difable,
To which I mud entreat your friendly hands.
Foft. Mine ft.il is at your fervice.
Goodw. So is mine Sir.
Will. O day long lookt for.
Joh. Now fhall we live like two young Emperors ;
oh day worthy to be writ in the Almanack in red Let-
for a moll famous holyday.
Phli. Well jefl on Gentlemen, when all is try'd,
I hope my patience (hall exceed your pride.
Will. Wait at my elbow with a clean trencher
Phil i doe your duty, and have your due, you know
your place, be ready with a glafs of beer, and v^hen I
fay fil, fiL
Enter the Clown.
Clow. If pleafe your worfhip here is a manner, or
a kind of fome foul defire to have fome conference with
you.
OldHnrd. A fea foul?
Clow. Yes a Sea-gul, I mean a Mariner, he faies
he hath forae news to tell you from my Mi (Iris her bro-
ther at fea.
Old Hard. Touching my venter, prithee guide
him in.
C2ow. He fmels as they fay of pitch and tar, if
you will have him to perfume the room with his fea
musk. He (hew him the, way inflantly.
Old Hard. I prethee do, and that with expe-
dition.
A nne. I did not look thus foon to hear from
him.
422 For time by Land and Sea.
Old Hard. I fear fome ftrange mifhap hath late
befaln him.
Enter Saylor and the Clown.
Anne. Now honeft friend the news, how fares my
brother?
Old Hard. How doth my venter profper ?
Sail. Sir, your Ship is taken, all your goods by
Pirats feifed, your brother prifoner, and of all our
venter there's not the value of one penny faved.
Old Hard. That news hath pierc'd my foul, and
enter r d me
Quite through my heart, I am on the fudden fick,
Sick of I fear a mortal malady ;
Oh, oh.
Joh. How is it with my father?
Old Hard. Worfe and worfe, the news of fuch a
great and weighty lofs kils all my vitals in me.
Will. Father, for heavens fake father dye not yet
before you have made over your land.
yoh. That were a jeft indeed, why father, father ?
Old Har. Trouble me not, if I furvive this night,
you two dial be my heirs.
Will. This night if it be thy will.
Anne. Alafs, how fare you Sir ?
Joh. Take courage father.
Old Hard. Son lead me hence, and bear me to
my bed,
My ilrength doth fail, I cannot help my felf.
Will. Run, run for the writings, they are ready
drawn at the Scriveners, bid him bring them quickly
with a vengeance.
Old Hard. Let them alone, my hand hath not the
ftrength
To guide my pen, let them alone I fay,
Support me to my bed, and my kind neighbors,
Aflift me with your prayers, for I divine
My foul this night mail amongft the Angels fhine.
Jok. Marry heaven forbid, can he find no time
to die but now ? come let's in, haunt his ghofl about
Fortune by Land and Sea. 423
the writings. Exe. man. Good & Fott.
Fojl. Tis ftrange the bare report of fuch a lofs
Should (Irike a man fo deeply to the heart.
Goodw. I oft have read the like, how fome have
dyed
With fudden joy, fome with exceeding grief.
Foft. If he mould dye Inteflate, all the land
Falls to the elder brother, and the younger.
Have nothing fave meer from his curtefie.
Goodw. I know it, neither lands nor moveables.
Come lets hear what further news within.
Enter the Clown.
Clow. O my Matter, my Matter, what (hal I do for
my poor Matter, the kind churl is departed, never did
poor hard-hearted wretch part out of the world fo like
a lamb ; alafs for my poor ufuring, extortioning Matter,
many an old widdow had thou turned into the ftreet,
and many an orphan made beg their bead ; oh my
fweet, crul, kind, pittilefs, loving, hard hearted Matter,
he's dead, he's dead, he's gone, he's fled, and now full
low mutt lye his head. Oh my fweet, vild, kind,
flinty, mild, uncharitable matter.
Foft. Dead on the fuddain ! 'tis exceeding ftrange,
Yet for the eldett fon it happens well.
Goodw. Ill for the younger brother.
Enter Jack and Will
Will. Jack.
Jac. Will.
Wil. The land's gon.
Jae. Fathers dead.
Will. We have made a fair hand on 't, have we
not 1 who lhall fil the glafs now, and wait upon our
trenchers ?
Jac. Nay who mutt go to plough, and make clean
the hen-rouft, rub horfe-heels, lead the wains, remove
424 Fortune by Land and Sea.
the billets, clenfe the fhoules, and indeed who mufl
do all the drudgery about the houfe ?
Wil. Could he find no time to dye but now ? I
could even cry for anger : here they come.
Enter Phil. &> Suf. wel habited, Anne and others.
Phil. My fathers dead.
Ann. Alafs for my dear husband.
Phil. Comfort your felf, although he die inteftate
It mall not hurt you ; we have found you kind,
And (hall be now as willing to requite you,
As able : How now brothers, do you weep ?
And bear a part with us in heavinefs ?
No, no, your griefs and ours is contrary";
I grieve I have loft a father, me a husband,
This doth not move you ; you lamenting (land,
Not for a fathers lofs, but lofs of land :
Do you remember with what rude defpight,
What bafe contempt, and ilavifh contumelie
You have defpis'd me and my dear lov'd wife.
Jac. We partly remember it.
Phil. So do not I ; I have forgot it quite,
In fign whereof, though had you got my lands,
Heaven knows how ill you would have dealt with me,
Thus He ufe you receive your patrimony.
Clow. No more fellow Phil now, but here receive
your proportions.
Phil. Your diet if you pleafe is at my table,
Or where you pleafe if you refufe my kindnefs.
Will. Kindnefs unlookt for, thanks gentle brother,
why this gold will never be fpent.
Clow. Oh it is an eafie thing to bring this moun-
tain to a molehil.
Jac. This is more of your curtefie then our de-
ferving, to trouble your table being fo many Ordi-
naries in town, were fomwhat fuperfluous.
Phil. Spend but in compafs, rioting efchew,
Wafte not, but feek to encreafe your patrimony,
Fortune by Land and Sea. 425
Beware of dice and women ; company
With men of bed defert and qualitie;
Lay but thefe words in your hearts inrold,
You'l find them better then thefe bags of gold.
Wil. Thanks for your coyn and counfel : Come
Jack this (hall be lavifht among the fuburbs ; here's
drink mony, dice mony, and drab mony, here's mony
by the back, and mony by the belly ; here's that mail
make us merry in Claret, Muskadine, and Sherrey :
farewel, brother.
Joe. My mod bounteous brother.
Cl<rw. Farewel young Mailers.
PhiL And now my vilde friends, fuch as fawn on
plenty,
And cannot bear the very name of want
Clow. We have found the Mine now.
PhiL You that difabled once the power of heaven,
And fcorn'd my Mate unable to be rais'd.
Clow. You fee here's your Tale, and your Talef-
man.
PhiL Take heed left here for your unthankfulnefs,
That once rais'd, doe not remove your eftates
(God be with you) henceforth howe'r you fpeed,
Truft not in riches, and defpife not need.
Clow. One threescore pound will do 't.
PhiL Mother, the thirds of all my Fathers lands
Are yours ; with whatsoever you like elfe ;
And now fweet Sue it glads me I mall make thee
Partner of all this plenty that boreft part
With me in all extream necefllties.
Suf. You are all my wealth, nor can I tart of
want
Whilfl I keep you ; O would thefe fortunes raife
My down cart. Father, or repeal my Brother,
My banifht brother to his native home,
I were in all my thoughts at peace with heaven.
PhiL All that I have is theirs, my only forrow,
Next to my father, is in part for them,
And next for your dear brother tane at Sea,
426 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Whofe loffe if he furvive we will repair
Even with the bell of our ability ;
But come unto our fathers burial firft,
Whom though his life brought forrow, death content,
We cannot but with funeral tears lament.
Clow. And now no fellows unlefs it be at footbal.
Enter Merchant.
Anne. Heaven being juft could not deal longer
roughly
With one fo virtuous and compleatly honeft,
He merits all he hath, but to my ftate.
I am at once doubly unfortunate,
I have loft a husband and a brother too.
Mr. A husband, Sifter, but no brother, lo
That brother lives.
Anne. And can it heaven be fo ?
Mr. You are the caufe I live.
Anne. I brother ? how ?
Tidings were brought into this place but now
Your fhip was fpoyl'd, you prifoner.
Mer. And 'twas true,
Yet all thefe loffes I regain'd by you.
Anne. By me 1
Mer. By you, and Sifter thus it was ;
You fav'd_the life of a young Gentleman,
Whom for your fake I furnilht out to fea,
He when my fhip was taken, I furpris'd,
And bound, and caft in hold, reflor'd my fortunes,
And befides all my merchandife reftor'd,
Wherein you bare chief venter, made me fharer
Of the rich Pirats prize.
Anne. That Gentleman !
Mer. The felf fame in whofe life you did fave
your felf fome thoufand pounds, I have as further
token of his gratitude, in this choice jewel he com-
mends to you millions of gratulations and kind thanks,
befides unto his Sifter ftore of gold to redeem her
wretched husband and her felfe from my deceafed
Fortune by Land and Sea. 427
brothers flavery, which now I fee pale death hath done
for them.
Anne. You fpeak of unexfpecled novelties,
With which we will acquaint their forrovvful fouls ;
Thefe tokens will be joyful to them both,
And tydings of his fafety welcomer
Then that great fumme by him regain'd at fea.
Mer. We do them wrong to keep news of fuch joy
So long from them, which wee'l no longer fmother,
Two thoufand pounds I bring you and a brother.
Exeunt.
Act. 5. Seen. i.
Enter the Sheriffs, the filver Oare, Purfer and Clinton
going to Execution.
Pur. 'XT OW how is '* with thee Clinton 1
]/\ Clin. Well, well.
Pur. But was't not better when we raign'd as
Lords,
Nay Kings at Sea, the Ocean was our realm,
And the light billows in the which we fayl'd
Our hundreds, nay our (hires, and provinces,
That brought us annual profit, thofe were daies.
Clin. Yes golden daies, but now our lafl night's
come,
And we mud fleep in darknefs.
Pur. Worthy mate
We have a flafh left of fome half hour long,
That let us burn out bravely, not behind us
Leave a black noyfom fnuf of cowardife
Ith' noflrils of our noble countrymen ;
428 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Lets dye no bafe example.
Clin. Thinks Tom Watton,
Whom florms could never move, tempefts daunt,
Rocks terrific nor fwallowing gulphs affright ;
To whom the bafe abyffe in rougheft rage
Shew'd like a pleafant Garden in a calm,
And the Sea-monflers but like beads at land of
Profit or pleafure Clinton can be
Affrighted with a halter ? hemp him flrangle
That thinks of him fo bafely.
Pur, In that word
Thou haft put a fecond fentence of our lives ;
Yet Clinton never was't my thoughts of thee :
Oh the naval triumphs thou and I have feen,
Nay our felves made, when on the feas at once
Have been as many bonefires as in Towns,
Kindled upon a night of Jubilee,
As many Ordnance thundring in the Clouds
As at Kings Coronations, and dead bodies
Heav'd from the hatches, and cafl over-board,
As fafl and thick as in fome common Pefl
When the Plague fweeps Cities.
Clin. That it had fwept us then too, fo the feas
Had been to us a glorious monument,
Where now the fates have cafl us on the fhelf
To hang 'twix air and water.
Sher. Gentlemen, your limited hour draws nigh.
Pur. I that's the plague we fpoke of, yet no
greater
Then fome before have tafled, and hereafter
Many be bound to fuffer (and if Purfer,
As dying men feldom deeme amifs)
Prefage not wrong, how many gallant fpirits,
Equal with us in fame, mail this gulf fwallow,
And make this filver oare to blufh in blood ?
How many Captains that have aw'd the feas
Shall fall on this infortunate peece of land 1
Some that commanded Hands, fome to whom
The Indian Mines pay'd Tribute, Turk vayl'd :
Fortune by Land and Sea. 429
But when we that have quak'd, nay troubled flouds,
And made Armadoes fly before our ftream,
Shall founder thus, be fpilt and loft.
Then be it no impeachment to their fame,
Since Purfer and bold Clinton bide the fame.
Clin. What is our Ship wel tackled? we may
lanch
Upon this defperate voyage.
Hang. Corded bravely.
Pur. Call up the Boatfwain, foundly lafh the (lave
With a ropes end ; have him unto the Cheft,
Or duck him at the Mainyard.
Hang. Have me to the cheft, I muft firft have you
to the Gallows, and for Ducking, I'm afraid I fhall fee
you duckt and drakt too.
Pur. Oh you brave Navigators that have feen,
Or ever had your felves command aboard,
That knew our Empire there, and our fall now,
Pitty at lead us that are made the fcorn
Of a bafe common Hangman.
Shr. Thou doeft ill to offend them in their deaths.
Hang, I have, and long to make an end of them.
Pur. Hadft thou but two months fmce wrinkled a
brow,
Look'd but askew, much lefs unloos'd thy lips,
To fpeak. Speak faid 1 1 nay but lodg'd a thought,
Or murmur of the lead affront to us,
Thee, bafeft of all worms meat, I had made
Unwholfom food for Hadocks : But I ha' done.
Clin. Enough Tom Watton, with thefe meets not
failes,
A ftiff gale blows to fplit us on yon rock.
Pur. And fet fail from the fatal Marfhal feas,
And Wappin% is our harbour, a quick fand that fhall
fwallow many a brave Marine fouldier, of whofe valour,
experience, skil, and Naval difcipline, being loft, I
with this land may never have need : but what ftar
muft we fail by ? or what compafs ?
430 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Hang. I know not the flar, but here's your com-
pafs.
Pur. Yes that way points the Needle, that way
we fleer a fad courfe, plague of the Pilot ; hear you
Mr. Sherif, you fee we wear good clothes, they are
payd for, and our own, then give us leave our own
amongft our friends to diflribute : There's, Sir, for
you.
Clin. And you.
Pur. The work man made them took never mea-
fure on a Hangmans back ; wear them for our
fakes, and remember us; there's fome content for
him too.
Hang. Thank your worfhips.
Clin. I would your knavemip had our worfhips
place,
If hanging now be held fo worfhipful.
Pur. But now our Sun is all fetting, night
comes on,
The watery wildernefs ore which we raign'd,
Proves in our ruins peaceful, Merchants trade
Fearlefs abroad as in the rivers mouth,
And free as in a harbor, then fair Thames,
Queen of frefh water, famous through the world,
And not the leafl through us, whofe double tides
Muft o'rflow our bodies, and being dead,
May thy clear waves our fcandals warn away,
But keep our valours living ; now lead on
Clinton, thus arm in arm lets march to death,
And wherefoe'r our names are memoriz'd,
The world report two valiant Pirats fell,
Shot betwixt wind and water ; fo farewel.
Exeunt as they entered.
Enter old Forreft and young Forced.
Old For. A fathers bleffing, more then all thy,
honours
Crown thee, and make thy fortunes growing ftil :
Fortune by Land and Sea. 431
Oh heavens I fliall be too importunate
To ask more earthly favours at your hands ;
Now that you after all thefe miferies
Have flill referv'd my fon fafe and unfcorn'd.
Befides thy pardon and thy countries freedom,
What favours hath her Grace conferr'd on thee ?
Young For. More then my pardon and the meed
propos'd,
To grace the reft, (he ftyl'd me with the order
Of Knighthood, and for the fervice of my country,
With promife of employments of more weight :
The Pirats were committed to the Marfhalfeas,
Condemn'd already, and this day to dye :
And now as part of my neglected dutie,
It refls I vifit that fair Gentlewoman
To whom I Hand indebted for my life ;
That neceflary duty once perform'd,
Out of my prefent fortunes to diftribute
Some prefent comfort to my Sifters wants.
Old For. A grateful friend thou art, a kind dear
brother,
And a moft loving fon.
Enter Philip, Sufan, Merchant, Anne.
Phil. Sir, more then all thefe fortunes now befaln
me,
A fate 'midft all difafter unexpected,
My noble brothers late fuccefs at fea
Hath fild me with a furplufage of joy,
Nor am I leaft of all endear' d to you,
To be the firft reporter.
Mer. Tis moft true,
And I the man that in the moft diftrefs
Had firft (hare of his bounty.
Anne. Of his goodnefs we have had fufficient tad
already, but to be made more happy in his fight would
plenally rejoyce us.
43 2 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Suf. It would prove like furfet after fweet meats.
Young For. See all my friends, but firft let me
falute her to whom I am mod bound.
Suf. My moll dear father.
Old For. My bleffmgs meeting with a husbands
love
Make thy yeares long and happy.
Anne. You are moft grateful
And much beyond my merit.
Suf. O fpare me, Sir, to fly into his arms
That hath fo long fled from me.
Young For. My fweet Sifter.
Phil. Bar me not all the beft fruition
Of what in part you have tafted : Sir, I am one
Amongfl the reft that love you.
Young For. I take my Sifters husband, unto me
Therefore one moft intir'd.
Mer. Sir the fame,
And I though laft in my acknowledgement,
Yet firft in due arrearage.
Young For. You I know
To be a worthy Merchant and my friend,
To whofe, next to your lifters courtefie
I ftand engag'd moft for a forfeit life :
But he next to the powers divine above
I ever muft adore ; and now faire creature
I dare more boldly look upon the face
Of your good man then when I faw you laft.
Mer. And that's fome quefton.
Young For. Wherefore hath that word ftruck you
with fudden fadnefs.
Anne. My husband !
Phil. He's late dead, and yet hath left her none
of the pooreft widdovvs.
Young For. Dead did you fay,
And I a Batchelor, now on whom better
Or juftlier can I confer my felf,
Then to be hers by whom I have my being,
And live to her that freelv save me life ?
Fortune by Land and Sea. 43 3
There is a providence that prompts too't,
And I will give it motion : Gentle Lady,
By you I am, and what I am by you
Be then to me as I have ftil'd you lad,
A Lady ; heavens have made you my preferver,
To preferve me for your felf, loofmg a husband,
Who knows but you have fav'd me to that end,
That loft name to recover ; and by me
Sweet enterchange and double gratitude :
I left you fped, but find you now difpoyl'd :
Married you venter'd for my fmgle life ;
Widdow'd, by me to gain the name of wife.
Mer. What, paufe you at the motion ? you are not
my Sifter if you deny him.
Phil. Let me plead for him.
Suf. O doubly link me to you, be you ftil'd my
Brother and my Father.
Old For. With you let my age joyn, and make me
proud to fay, that in my laft of daies, barren of iffue,
I have got fo fair a daughter.
Young For. Sweet, your anfwer.
Anne. Sir, I mould much miftake my own fair
ends,
Should I alone withftand fo many friends.
I am yours and onely fo.
Young For. I yours the fame,
And Lady now I kifle you by that name.
Enter Clown.
Clown. What kifling already ! then I fmel another
wedding towards, and in no fitter time then now :
prepare your felves Gentlemen and Gentlewomen ;
make a hall ; for I come to prefent you with a Mask.
Phil. What Mask <\
Clow. Not fuch as Ladies wear upon their faces,
to keep the foul from the fair, but a plain Mask, or
rather more properly I may call it a Muming,
becaufe the prefenters have fcarce a word to fpeak
for themfelves.
FF
434 Fortune by Land and Sea.
Phil. If there be any that appear as friends,
and come to grace our feaft in courtefie, admit 'em
prithee.
Clow. That fhal I Sir, and with all expedition,
And that without drum, without fife, or mufitian.
Thefe two lines mail ferve for the Prologue : now en-
terfcena prima. Dramatis perfoncz j thefe be the Ac-
tors, yet let me entreat you not to condemn them
before you hear them fpeak.
Phil. Amazement ftartles me : are thefe my bro-
thers ?
Clow. By the Fathers fide it mould feem ; for you
know he was a hard man, and it mould feem 'tis but
a hard world with them.
Phil. And thefe my falfe friends that diftrufted
heaven, and put their faith in riches ; I pray Gentle-
men how comes this charge ?
Joh. How comes this change fay you ? no change
of pallors, which they fay make fat calves, but change
of drink, change of women, change of ordinaries,
change of gaming, and one wench in the change, all
thefe helpt to make this change in us.
Wil. And change is no robbery, I have been
robbed, but not at ruffe, yet they that have robbed
you fee what a poor 'flock they have left me : A whore
flole away my Maidenhead, ill company my good con-
ditions, a breaker robbed me of my apparel, drink of
my wits, and dice of my money.
Phil. This is no more then expectation : but how
come you thus altered 1
Clow. If you had faid haltered, Sir, you had gone
more roundly to the bufmefs,
Fofl. Sir, there was coyning laid to my charge, for
which (though I acquit my felf ) I made my eftate
over unto a friend (for fo I thought him) but now he
has cpfened me, and turned me out of all.
Goodw. In dead of night my counting houfe was
broak ope by theeves, and all my coyn (which was my
whole eftate, and god I then did truft in) flole away,
J left a forlorn beggar.
Fortune by Land and Sea. 435
Phil. O wondrous, why this paffes.
Clow. It may pafs amongfl the reft for a fcurvey jeft,
but never like Mother Paffes Ale, for that was
knighted.
Mer. Ale knighted ! how I prithee ?
Clow. You have heard of Ale Knights, therefore
it is not improbable that Ale may be knighted.
Mer. Thy reafon ?
Clow. Why there is Ale in the town that paffes
from man to man, from lip to lip, and from nofe to
nofe, but motherA^y double Ale I affure you, Sir-
pafles, therefore knighted.
PhiL Leave trifling, for more ferious is the objec"l.
Offered before our eyes: In thefe heavens juflice,
In thefe a mofi remarkable prelident
To teach within our height to know our felves ;
Of which I make this ufe ; you are my brothers
(A name you once difdained to call me by)
Your wants fhal be relieved : you that diftrufled
Heavens providence, and made a mock of want
And others mifery, no more deride ;
Part of your lofle mail be by me fupplyed
According to my power.
Young For. My noble brother,
You teach us virtue, of which I could wim
All thofe that fee good daies make happy ufe,
So thofe diflrefl ; for both theres prefident,
But to our prefent nuptials ; reverent Father
Dear Lady, Sifter, Friend, nay brothers too,
But you Sir, moll conjoyned and endeared.
/;/ us tJie world may fee our fates well fcan V,
Fortune in me by Sea, in you by Land.
Exeunt omnes.
FINIS.
F F 2
NOTES AND ILLUSTRATIONS.
PAGE i.
The Royall King, and the Loyall Subjefl.
Reprinted in the fixth volume of Dilke's old Plays (1816).
Printed for the Shakefpeare Society, together with A Woman
Kild -with Kindneffe, with an Introduction and Notes by Mr.
Payne Collier, in 1850.
It had not been reprinted fince the publication of the old edi-
tion in 1637. Whether the poet then authorized the appear-
ance of it in type is not ftated ; probably not, or he would have-
preceded it, as in mod cafes when he was a confenting party, by a
dedication to forae ihend or patron, or by a brief addrefs to the
reader.
The preliminary matter confifts only of a "Prologue to the
Stage," which was, mod likely, recited when the drama was
originally acted : the "Epilogue to the Reader," which was not
intended for an audience, (hows that the drama had been written
many years before it came from the prefs : indeed, the form and
ftyle of compofition bears evidence of confiderable antiquity ;
and Heywood himfelt remarks upon his frequent introduction of
rhymes a practice that prevailed, as mod perfons acquainted
with the productions of our early ftage are aware, in the com-
parative infancy of our theatres, when a fuccefsful effort \\a*
made, by a mixture of blank- verfe and rhyme, and by the employ-
ment of "ftrong lines," to compenfate for the partial abfencc <>f
that conftant jingle 'to which the ears of popular fpectators had
been accuflomed. Heywood tells us
438
" We know (and not long fmce) there was a time
Strong lines were not look'd after, but if rhyme,
Oh ! then 'twas excellent/'
So that we have the teftimony of the author to eftablifh, that his
Royall King and Loyall Subjeft was written " not long fmce "
the period when rhyme was in general ufe on the ftage.
Were we to venture a conjecture as to the date when The
Royall King, and Loyall Subject" was produced, we mould fay,
that it was fhortly before the year 1600; and Hey wood adds, ia
his Epilogue, that it was when
" doublets with ftuft'd bellies and big fleeves,
And thofe trunk hofe which now the age doth fcorn,
Were all in fafhion.'*
It would be out of place here to enter into any difcuffion on
the conftruction of the plot, or on the delineation of the cha-
racters ; but we may obferve that the firft is remarkably fimple,
and the laft fomewhat feeble and deficient in variety.
PAGE 6.
oppofete hatred*
" Oppofite hatred " means the hatred of oppofites, or enemies,
a fenfe the word often bears in our old poets : it occurs again in
the next line but two " Guirt with the oppofite rankes of In-
fidels." It cannot be neceffary to cite inftances, many of which
may be found ia Shakefpeare, and a ftriking one on p. 55 of the
preient play.
n.
my operant parts*
This pafiage is quoted by Steevens, in a note on Hamlet^
act iii., fc. 2, to mow that-the meaning of " operant " is afiive*
PAGE 7.
With double ufe-
With double intereft, or ufance.
PAGE 10.
Ey, and hyperbolize in all his deeds.
The mod ufual mode of fpelling " Ay," in our old dramatifts,
439
is by the letter I, ufed as an interjection ; but Heywood's printer
in this play has adopted a new mode Ey.
PAGE n.
Our further plots difgejl.
In our old writers, "difgeft" is a word that is often ufed for
digetl. It occurs, among others, in Webfter and Middleton, but
it is not necefiary to quote the paflages.
Jb.
Hollow hlmjlreight.
Both Dilke and Collier read "Follow," on the aflumption
that " Hollow" is a mifprint. But it may be only the fpelling
that is at fault, and that the Marflial directs his fervant to
*' Holla" or cry out after the King.
PAGE 13.
To Burchen-laneyfr/?, to havefuited us.
Birchin Lane was principally famous, at this time, for mops
where clothes were fold : fee Cunningham's Handbook of Lon-
don, p. 55, 2nd edit., where many authorities on the point are
colleaed. See King Edward IV. Part I. (Vol. L, p. u.)
PAGE 18.
Whither -wilt thou ?
A proverbial expreflion, occurring in various old writers.
Steevens quotes the paflage in the text in his note upon As You
Like It, acl iv., fc. I.
PAGE 21.
And venter laJJiing in the Porters Lodge.
" The porter's lodge," fays Gifford (in a note on Mafiinger's
Duke of Mi Haiti) " in our author's days, when the great claimed,
and indeed, frequently exercifed the right of chaflifing their fer-
vants, was the ufual place of punifhment."
PAGE 24.
Here's ajlwrt horfefoone curry ed.
A proverbial expreflion, implying apparently that the bufincfs
440
in hand has been foon defpatched. It is found in the Vakn-
tinian of Beaumont and Fletcher, where the Emperor and his
courtiers are playing at dice, and one of them having loft his
money flakes his horfe
" Chi. At my horfe, fir,
Veil. The dappled Spaniard ?
Chi. He.
Val. (throws.) He's mine.
Chi. He is fo.
Max. Yourjhort horfe is foon curried"
PAGE 29.
To grace where you appoint ?
So the original edition, from which Mr. Collier does not
deviate. Mr. Dilke reads " to grace where we appoint."
PAGE 30.
feed and be fat, my fine Cullapolis.
Steevens, in his note on Henry IV,, Pt. II., a6l ii., fc. iv.,
quotes various old authors who, like Shakefpeare, have employed
this line, or fomething refembling it : it is parodied, or taken,
from The Battle of Alcazar, 1594, which has been imputed to
Peele. ;The only difference between Shakefpeare and Hey-
wood in the ufe of the paffage, is that the former has "fair,"
where the latter has fine. In neither does it fland exactly as
Peele gives it "Feed, then, and faint not, my fair Calepolis."
Elfewhere, with reference to another perfon, we have, in the
fame play, " Feed and be fat, that we may meet the foe."
PAGE 43.
Give expeditious order for the rites,
The necefiary prefix of King is omitted in the old copy before
this fpeech, which is given as part of that of Ifabella.
PAGE 46.
With ajlanding bed in 'if, and a truckle too.
Steevens quoted this paflage in illuflration of "his flanding
bed and his truckle bed," in Merry Wives of Windfor t adl iv. fc. 5.
441
PAGE 47.
and are fo Jlrange.
The 'old copy \M&ftrong inftead of "ftrange," which is
clearly the right word.
Ib.
old bully bottom.
An expreflion adopted, poflibly, from Midfummer Night's
Dream, adl iii. fc. I, and differently applied.
PAGE 49.
Will you get you out of my doores, orjhall wee fcolde you hence ?
" Scold " is the reading of the original quarto and of the
Shakefpeare Society's edition. I am inclined, however, to think
that Mr. Dilke is undoubtedly right in reading " fcald," both
from the nature of the Clown's reply, and from the fact that
the Bawd has already (p. 45) threatened the Captain and his
fervant to "wafh them hence with hot fcalding water," when
the Clown makes a Hmilar play upon the word. I have not
ventured, indeed, to adopt the emendation : but any reader who
is convinced of its necefiity can eafily alter the o into a with
his pen.
As an inflance of the loofenefs and inaccuracy of previous re-
prints of Heywood's plays, I may mention that in the paflage
cited above, Mr. Dilke prints, " Will you out of my doors,"
and Mr. Collier, "Will you get out of my doors ;" the latter
omitting one and the former two words of the text.
Ib.
Goe you then, with your paire, &c.
The terms "oars" and "fculls" were as well underftood in
Heywood's time as in our own, and the Clown here plays upon
them.
PAGE 50.
With the French Fly, with the Sarpego dry'd.
The difeafe here alluded to was often imputed to the French :
refpecling the "dry ferpigo," fee Steevens's note to Troilus and
Creflida, act ii. fc. 3.
442
PAGE 50.
But He be mode/I.
In the old copy, this declaration is made part of the fpeech of
the Captain, but it clearly belongs to the woman, who, at the
fame time, offers to return the money.
PAGE 51.
Thinke the Plagues crojfe, &c.
The placing of a crofs upon the doors of houfes, the inhabi-
tants of which were infected with the plague, is alluded to by
various old writers : it was often accompanied with the words,
" Lord, have mercy upon us." Vide infra.
Ib.
Nay will you goe
The above fcene is extremely grofs, but it mows the manners
of the time ; and is not more fo than many portions of Beaumont
and Fletcher's plays, and thofe of other dramatifts, which do not
convey a moral fo admirable and forcible. Heywood's laudable
object was to difguft, not to excite-
Ib.
PRINCE. This roble Lady, &c.
This fpeech is erroneoufly affigned to the Princefs in the old
copy. She fpeaks next.
PAGE 55.
The be/I of thefe, &c.
Perhaps we ought to read, " The la ft of thefe," viz., her
father's love : the mifprint was eafy.
PAGE 57.
Nothing morefure.
In the old copy, the words, "than that" are made to begin
the next fpeech of the Marfhal. Mr. Collier thinks they mould
form part of the Queen's reply.
443
PAGE 59.
Fixt upon wealth^ to want unnatural?.
The fenfe is perhaps incomplete, in confequence of the fudden
entrance of Match and Touch-boxe.
Ib.
God-a-mercy horfe.
A proverbial exclamation. See Tarltoris Jefo, printed by the
Shakefpeare Society in 1844, p. 23.
PAGE 66.
This mud not hold, &c.
From the number of rhyming lines in this play, we may
perhaps fufpedl an error here, and that Hey wood intended a
couplet :
" This muft not hold, prevention out of hand,
For if the Martial rife, not long we /land. "
Poflibly, however, the poet purpofely meant to avoid the jingle :
the fame remark will apply to what immediately follows between
Clinton and Chefter :
" Clin. Our wits muft then to worke.
Chefl. Of force, they muft ;
This is not that to which our fortunes truft."
In printing the play, in 1637, the author may have introduced
the change, in order to give it a more modern appearance, and
to expunge rhymes which, at the time the drama was originally
performed, were acceptable.
PAGE 67.
That force perforce ourfubjeft mu/l give place.
An expreflion hardly requiring a note, fmce it frequently
occurs in Shakefpeare. See, particularly, Henry IV., Part II.,
act iv. fc. i,. and act iv. fc. 4.
PAGE 70.
my Bandileero.
The bandileer was a leathern belt worn by the musketeers over
the left moulder, to which was fufpended a bullet bag, a primer,
a priming-wire, and ten or twelve fmall boxes, each containing
a charge of powder.
444
PAGE 70.
my Pike to a Pickadevant.
This expreflion is found in the Midas of Lyly, and feems to
have been the affected term for the beard when fo drefled as to
taper to a point, or what the courtly barber there calls a bodkin
beard.
Ib.
our provant.
i.e., our provifion what was provided for loldiers in the way
of food, and fometimes clothing and arms : thus in old authors
we read of "provant breeches" and " provant fwords."
PAGE 80.
Prais 1 d for your hofpitallvertues.
" Hofpital" for hofpitable.
PAGE 84.
The Epilogue to the Reader.
The Prologue was " to the Stage, " but this Epilogue was, of
of courfe, not recited, but intended as an excufe for the revival of
an old play, by the publication of it. Among other points, it
refers to the period when rhymes were mainly in requeft with
audiences, and they are abundantly fprinkled throughout the dif-
ferent fcenes.
PAGE 355.
Prologue, &>c., to the Famous Tragedy of the Rich Jew of Malta.
This play was written by Chriflopher Marlowe, and publifhed
by Heywood in 1633 witn a Dedicatory Epiftle "To my worthy
friend, Mr. Thomas Hammon, of Grayes Inne.
" This play, compofed by fo worthy an Authour as Mr. Mario,
and the part of the Jew prefented by fo vnimitable an Actor as
Mr. Allin, being in this later Age commended to the Stage : As
I vfher'd it unto the Court, and prefented it to the Cock-pit*
with thefe Prologues and Epilogues here inferted, fo now being
newly brought to the Preffe, I was loath it mould be publifhed
without the ornament of an Epiftle ; making choyce of you vnto
whom to deuote it, then whom (of all thofe Gentlemen and ac-
445
quaintnnce, within the compafle of my long knowledge) there is
none more able to taxe Ignorance, or attribute right to merit.
Sir, you have bin pleafed to grace fome of mine owne workes
with your curteous patronage : I hope this will not be the
worfe accepted, becaufe commended by mee ; ouer whom, none
can clayme more power or priuilege than your felfe. I had no
better a New-yeares gift to prefent you with ; receive it there-
fore as a continuance of inuiolable obliegement, by which, he
refts Mill ingaged ; who as he euer hath, fhall alwayes remaine
Tuiffimus : THO. HEY WOOD."
PAGE 359.
FORTUNE BY LAND AND SEA.
This play, together with the Fair Maid of the Exchange, was
edited by Mr. Barron Field, and printed for the Shakefpeare
Society, in 1846.
" Although this play was acted *'by the Queen's fervants,' it
was not publifhed till the year 1655, after the death of its authors,
and during the Protectorate of Cromwell, when plays could only
be read, not acted. There is only that one edition, which is
very badly printed, with all the blank verfe like profe, to fave
fpace. With the exception of the fourth fcene of the third
Act, it is r. very good drama, full of fpirit and poetical juf-
tice. It would feem unnatural, now-a-days, that an eldefl fon,
for marrying a young lady with no fortune, mould by his father
be not only difinherited, but made, together with his wife,
domeftic fervants to the father and younger brothers ; but in
Hey wood's days fuch patriarchal tyranny could be practifed with
no check from public opinion. The land was almoft the only
property : that generally went by heirfhip ; and younger brothers,
under pretence of having the run of the houfe, were virtually
fervants to the heir, unlefs they had the fpirit to go abroad, as
foldiers or failors, or the wit to enter into one of the learned pro-
feflions." BARRON FIELD.
It may be noted that, in the original edition of this play, the
names of both the authors are wrongly fpelt ; an error of which
I believe in the cafe of Heywood no other inftance exifts.
PAGE 376.
Betwixt us play the fticklers.
The fticklers were the moderators of a combat, Steevens thinks
446
from their carrying flicks, but Nares from the verb "ftickle," (to
arbitrate). The expreffion, "with his Ihop-club " in this
paffage, feems to favour the former interpretation. See Troilus
and CreJJida,, ac~l v. fc. 9 :
" The dragon-wing of Night o'erfpreads the earth,
the armies feparates."
PAGE 379.
you kncnu fomewhat hath fome favour.
This is the firft half of an old proverb. The whole of it is in
Swift's Polite Converfation : "Something has fome favour
but nothing has no flavour."
PAGE 380.
the four bare legs that belong to a bed.
In Swift's Polite Conversation we have : " Confider, Mr.
Neverout, four bare legs in a bed ; and you are a younger bro-
ther."
PAGE 384.
lie go teach ye hayte and ree, gee and whoe.
" In the eaftern counties, according to Forby and Moore, the
ejaculation Hatt-wo / or Height! is now ufed only to turn a cart-
horfe to the left ; and Ree! is given by the latter as a command
which caufes a movement to the right. In Yorkfhire, for gee-oo
the carters fay kite and ree. " Height nor ree," (neither go nor
drive) fpoken of a wilful perfon." Way's Promptorium, in v.
Hayght. In Nam's Summer's La/I Will and Tejlament (1600),
is another account of hay-ree.
" Harvetl. Hay, God's plenty, which was fo fweet and fo good,
that when I jerted with my whip, and faid to my horfes but hay,
they would go as they were mad.
Summer. But hay alone thou fay'ft not, but hay and ree.
Harvejl. I fing hay-ree, that is, hay and rye, meaning that
that they mail have hay and rye, their belly- fulls, if they will
draw hard."
In the old Interlude of " John Bon and Mail Perfon " we fee
the words in action :
" ^N\\hhaight, black Hab !
Have again, Bald, before, hayght, ree, whoo !
Cherely, boy : come off, that homeward we may go."
447
PAGE 389.
ANNE : And hand to hand?
YOUNG FOR. In Jingle oppofition.
"In fmgle oppofition, hand to hand," is a line from Shake-
fpeare's Henry IV. Part I. (act i, fc. 3). Rowley (Heywood's
partner in this play) has the fame line in Webfter's and his
Thracian Wonder (ad v. fc. 2).
PAGE 397.
Unleffe too cold harbor.
Cold-harbour, or Coldharborough, was an old building in
Dowgate Ward. Stow (Survey, p. 188, ed. 1528,) tells
us, "The laft deceafed Earle [of Shrewsbury] tooke it
down, and in place thereof builded a great number of fmall
tenements, now letten out for great rents to people of all
forts." Debtors andperfons not of the moft refpedlable charac-
ter ufed to take refuge there. Middleton calls it the " devil's
fandluary." A 7 rick to catch tJie old one. Works, \\. 55, ed
Dyce.
PAGE 415.
next charge your Murderers.
The fmall cannon placed in the forecaftle of a fhip-of-war
were formerly called murderers. See Beaumont and Fletcher's
honed Man's Fortune (a(fl v. fc. 3) :
" She has a murderer lies in her prow
I am afraid will fright hismainmaft."
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