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<PB REF="1" MS="y">
<P>ELECTRA OF <HI>SOPHOCLES:</HI> PRESENTED TO HER HIGHNESSE THE LADY ELIZABETH; With an EPILOGUE, Shewing the Parallell in two Poems, <HI>THE RET&V;RN,</HI> and <HI>THE RESTA&V;RATION.</HI></P>
<P>By <HI>C. W.</HI></P>
<P>At the <HI>Hague,</HI> for <HI>Sam. Brown,</HI> MDCXLIX.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dedication">
<PB REF="2">
<PB REF="2">
<HEAD>TO THE MOST HIGH AND MOST VERTUOUS PRINCESSE THE LADY ELIZABETH.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>Madam,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P>THe&s;e rude and uncompos'd Airs a&s;pire into your pre&s;ence, that from your Touch they may receive Time and Laws. If you &s;hall gra|ciou&s;ly vouch&s;afe to read them, they will Live and Breath. It plea&s;ed our Renowned Lady, Queen <HI>Elizabeth,</HI> to preferre the learned Authour to the choi&s;e honour of her Favourite, and to conferre with him in his Naturall language. Neither doth that Mo&s;t Illu&s;trious Name, re&s;t on your High|ne&s;&s;e without a de&s;igne of Provi|dence, &s;ince it &s;peaks in you her
<PB REF="3">Piety, and Early Bonds, and what&s;o|ever Shee wore of greater Value then her Crown. May it plea&s;e you here|in to countenance the Parallell. One|ly accept the Endeavours of the un|worthy Tran&s;latour, and give them Admi&s;sion to your Vertuous Hand, not valuing the Pre&s;ent, but receiving the Homage: For the Authoritie of your Judgement is &s;o pregnant, of &s;o Royall and Early Growth, and &s;o he|reditary, that Ver&s;es licens'd by your Approbation, like &s;ealed Mea&s;ures, are ju&s;tifi'd again&s;t Inferiour cen&s;ures by their mark.</P>
<P>Playes are the Mirrours wherein Mens actions are reflected to their own view. Which, perhaps, is the true cau&s;e, that &s;ome, privy to the Ugline&s;&s;e of their own guilt, have i&s;&s;ued out Warrants, for the break|ing all tho&s;e Looking-gla&s;&s;es; le&s;t their deformities recoyl, and become
<PB REF="3">an eye-&s;ore unto them&s;elves. This dim Chry&s;tall (fully'd with An|tiquitie, and a long voyage) will return upon your Highne&s;&s;e &s;ome Lines and Shadows of that Pie|tie to your decea&s;ed Father, which &s;eats you above the Age, and beyond your Years: Which makes you better then your Countrey, and higher then your Enemies: Which lodges you in our Eye as our Ex|ample, and in our Heart as our Trea&s;ure.</P>
<P>Be &s;ecure (mo&s;t illu&s;trious Prin|ce&s;&s;e) you are not &s;o much guard|ed from flattery, by the Acts and Vi|gilancy of the States, as by the Tran|&s;cendencie of your own Merits. The Hi&s;torie of your Name &s;hall be an Academie, whence ob&s;equi|ous Rhetorick &s;hall draw forth En|comiums to bleach the defects of unaccompli&s;ht Queens.</P>
<PB REF="4">
<P>MADAM, Your Vertues com|mand: Let Your Clemen|cie favour the dutie of my ambition, Which is, to be</P>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>The most humble Honourer of Your Highne&s;&s;e, C. W.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="encomia">
<DIV2 TYPE="encomium">
<PB REF="4">
<HEAD>TO THE MOST EXCELLENT PRIN|CESSE THE LADY <HI>ELIZABETH,</HI> On my Friends Dedication of <HI>ELECTRA.</HI></HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>GREAT MADAM,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<L>All the Mu&s;es humbly bow,</L>
<L>And kneel (not to the Ordinance) but You:</L>
<L>And mine &s;toops low, as <HI>Per&s;ians</HI> to the sky,</L>
<L>Low as their arrogance is bold and high</L>
<L>Who have enacted, that the Hat and Knee</L>
<L>The Hinge of Honour be forgot to thee.</L>
<L>Now though You are depos'd in tho&s;e poor parts,</L>
<L>You're &s;till the &s;ame <HI>Great Prince&s;&s;e</HI> in our hearts.</L>
<L>Souls make your Train and Court, which is no le&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Now, than when all Your Pallace was a pre&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>State, Pomp, ob&s;equious throngs, and &s;uch gay things</L>
<L>Are Complements, and make but tap&s;try Kings.</L>
<PB REF="5">
<L>Spare Scepters, Crowns, nay blood, &s;till there remains</L>
<L>The Prince&s;&s;e, not &s;o by the Fathers Veyns</L>
<L>Alone, but Virtues, which are &s;uch they'l Wooe</L>
<L>You Realms and Subjects where &s;o er'e you go.</L>
<L>You own a Word, a Look, a Touch will &s;mooth,</L>
<L>Unfiled <HI>Indians</HI> to Obedient Love.</L>
<L>See Forreign Princes Crowd, and pre&s;&s;e to lay</L>
<L>Their Kingdoms by thy &s;ide, and next age may,</L>
<L>See the &s;core of thy Royall Parents wrongs,</L>
<L>Reveng'd by Kings which now &s;leep in thy Loynes.</L>
<L>You and the <HI>Duke</HI> are all our Hold and Fort,</L>
<L><HI>Henry</HI> pre&s;ents the Camp, and You the Court.</L>
<L>The Royall Widow with her beauteous Sky</L>
<L>Of Lady's, are Seen in Your Cheek and Eye:</L>
<L>And in Great <HI>Glo'&s;ters</HI> little &s;elf Alone,</L>
<L>The Father breaths, and Brother is at Home.</L>
<L>Then leave us not, Dear pair, lea&s;t that we throw</L>
<L>Our &s;elves down where dead plumbets u&s;e to go.</L>
<L>It is your innocence does Counter-mand</L>
<L>De&s;truction, and bids Fire and Brim&s;tone, Stand;</L>
<L>And when the rowling Mountains would come On,</L>
<L>You like tho&s;e little Seeds bid e'm, Be gone.</L>
<PB REF="5">
<L>On the Account too that it is your ray,</L>
<L>Madam, alone, keeps green up in the Bay;</L>
<L>The Poet here pre&s;ents <HI>Electra's</HI> eye</L>
<L>A Chri&s;tall for to dre&s;&s;e your Cypre&s;&s;e by,</L>
<L>To &s;et your Veyl, and &s;ighs, and what you wear</L>
<L>In&s;tead of Pearl, each Orientall tear.</L>
<L>And while you &s;it in tho&s;e &s;hades of your dre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>And Gloom of your attyre, a Tragick ver&s;e:</L>
<L>Moving with pen&s;ive gate, and reverend feet,</L>
<L>May to your eye a &s;mooth admittance Meet:</L>
<L>If that it pa&s;&s;e the Guard, and die not there,</L>
<L>For Forreign Spy, or <HI>CHARLES</HI>'es Me&s;&s;enger.</L>
<SIGNED>H. P.</SIGNED>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="encomium">
<PB REF="6">
<HEAD>To my learned Friend on his apt <HI>choice and &s;ea&s;onable tran&s;lation of</HI> ELECTRA in <HI>SOPHOCLES.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>THe <HI>Calender</HI> that's &s;tampt for <HI>fourty nine</HI></L>
<L>Surts not the <HI>Year</HI> more, then thy <HI>Book</HI> the <HI>time:</HI></L>
<L>Which comes forth in <HI>&s;uch</HI> day, that it <HI>before</HI></L>
<L>Had been <HI>clean Ver&s;e,</HI> and <HI>Engli&s;h,</HI> but <HI>no more.</HI></L>
<L>Now 'tis <HI>De&s;igne,</HI> and <HI>Plot,</HI> and may be &s;aid</L>
<L>Nor to bring onely <HI>forreign Wit,</HI> but <HI>Aid:</HI></L>
<L>It &s;peaks our <HI>Land,</HI> as well as <HI>Tongue,</HI> and <HI>cares</HI></L>
<L>Not onely for our <HI>Words,</HI> but our <HI>Affayrs.</HI></L>
<L>You make him to <HI>invade</HI> the State, and &s;eek,</L>
<L>Not to <HI>tran&s;late,</HI> but to <HI>tran&s;port</HI> the <HI>Greek;</HI></L>
<L>As if you had <HI>Commi&s;&s;ion</HI> to <HI>lie</HI></L>
<L><HI>Agent</HI> in <HI>forreign tongues,</HI> and <HI>Poe&s;ie:</HI></L>
<L>And when the King wants troops of valiant Ver&s;,</L>
<L>To <HI>beat</HI> your <HI>drums</HI> up through the <HI>Languages.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And it is <HI>Coun&s;el</HI> now to fight the times,</L>
<L>Not in <HI>pitcht Pro&s;e,</HI> but <HI>Ver&s;e,</HI> and <HI>flying rymes.</HI></L>
<L>'Tis &s;afe too: For the Poet (as Men &s;ay)</L>
<L>Can forfeit nothing but &s;ome <HI>woods</HI> of <HI>Bay.</HI></L>
<L>An old Lute, broken harp, torn wreath, or all</L>
<L>Such <HI>Goods</HI> and <HI>Chattels</HI> mere <HI>Poeticall.</HI></L>
<L>Here I might prai&s;e the <HI>Wi&s;dome</HI> of thy <HI>Wit,</HI></L>
<L>Who gain'&s;t the <HI>Croop</HI> of <HI>danger</HI> too in it:</L>
<L>For 'tis but <HI>Sophocles</HI> repeated, and</L>
<L><HI>Eccho</HI> cannot be <HI>guilty</HI> or <HI>arraign</HI>'d.</L>
<PB REF="6">
<L>Thus by <HI>&s;light</HI> of <HI>tran&s;lation</HI> you make</L>
<L>Him <HI>libell</HI>'em, who is <HI>ten ages</HI> back</L>
<L>Out of their reach: and lay your ambu&s;h &s;o,</L>
<L>They &s;ee not who 'tis hurts e'm. <HI>He</HI> or <HI>You.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Yet each page of your book affrights 'em more,</L>
<L>Then the <HI>loud</HI> Citie-prentices at <HI>doore.</HI></L>
<L>They tremble at their own <HI>red</HI> actions pa&s;t,</L>
<L>(For 'tis their <HI>Chronicle,</HI> but writ in <HI>hast.</HI>)</L>
<L>And then to &s;ee the Puni&s;hment they &s;hake,</L>
<L>Reading their <HI>Shambles,</HI> and <HI>them&s;elves</HI> in <HI>&s;takes.</HI></L>
<L>When <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> groans, they &s;tart, as if the &s;teel</L>
<L>Reacht at their <HI>&s;ouls,</HI> and when He <HI>falls,</HI> They <HI>reel.</HI></L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus it <HI>&s;ows &s;pears</HI> and <HI>Agues</HI> in &s;ome brea&s;ts,</L>
<L>But fills us with the joy of <HI>Wine</HI> and <HI>Feasts,</HI></L>
<L>And <HI>Hopes</HI> to &s;ee it dub'd by Victorie,</L>
<L>And bid, <HI>Ri&s;e up a perfect Prophecie.</HI></L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="encomium">
<PB REF="7">
<HEAD>To his learned Friend on his ingeni|ous choice and tran&s;lation of <HI>Sophocle's Electra,</HI> Repre&s;enting Allegorically the&s;e Times.</HEAD>
<L>WHat? 's aged <HI>Sophocles</HI> &s;till infant? how</L>
<L>Comes it to pa&s;&s;e he learns to &s;peak but now?</L>
<L>His lines before were but half truth; his &s;tyle</L>
<L>Again&s;t this age thy wit doth whet and file.</L>
<L>Me thinks this were a perfect Prophecie,</L>
<L>But that there wants &s;till the Cata&s;trophe:</L>
<L>Here guilt with guilt is parallel'd; the rime</L>
<L>Of vengeance too may be compleat in time.</L>
<L>Our <HI>Agamemnon</HI>'s dead, <HI>Electra</HI> grieves,</L>
<L>The onely hope is that <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> lives.</L>
<L>Others can onely books tran&s;late; but thou</L>
<L>Tran&s;lat'&s;t the Poeme, and the Poet too,</L>
<L>And mak'&s;t him Prophet; as with double face,</L>
<L>He &s;ee's behind him by thy looking-gla&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Poets them&s;elves were ne're transform'd; but here</L>
<L>In one twy-forkt <HI>Parna&s;&s;us</HI> doth appear.</L>
<L>The&s;e times were typifi'd by tho&s;e; and he</L>
<L>I'le boldly adde, was but a type of thee.</L>
<SIGNED>W. G.</SIGNED>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="encomium">
<PB REF="7">
<HEAD>To my mo&s;t intimate <HI>C. F. C. W. On his ELECTRA,</HI> Tran&s;lated out of the <HI>Greek,</HI> and laid at the feet of her Highne&s;&s;e the Lady ELIZABETH.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>BOld Friend,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<LG>
<L>Thou ha&s;t &s;poke words, and thou mu&s;t look</L>
<L>To be indited for thy per'lous Book;</L>
<L>Twelve hone&s;t men of <HI>Mycens</HI> &s;hall debate</L>
<L>About the Symptomes of thy fooli&s;h Fate.</L>
<L>How wilt thou look when thou &s;halt be attaqu'd.</L>
<L>For having broke Lord <HI>Egi&s;ts</HI> new made Act?</L>
<L>O for a Limber then with grace to hint</L>
<L>Thy wan complexion and thy face in print!</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Is it a cheap offence to have di&s;play'd</L>
<L>The My&s;terie of the Thanksgiving-trade,</L>
<L>That you Humiliations too mu&s;t mock,</L>
<L>It's dear Co-partner, that drives on one &s;tock?</L>
</LG>
<PB REF="8">
<LG>
<L>Thou &s;weet <HI>Electra</HI> ha&s;t with &s;ighs reliev'd;</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t with her in all her &s;orrows griev'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>And when 'twas Ordered that &s;he be array'd</L>
<L>In the ca&s;t gown of &s;ome &s;tale Chamber-maid;</L>
<L>Thou from remote&s;t I&s;les Attire ha&s;t brought</L>
<L>Of pure&s;t gold, with curious phan&s;ie wrought,</L>
<L>Unfolded from the Ward-robe of thy Wit.</L>
<L>Rich as the Ve&s;ts aboard her Fathers fleet,</L>
<L>When <HI>A&s;ian</HI> Robes, and co&s;tly <HI>Phrygian</HI> Vayls,</L>
<L>Over the Victour &s;pred their &s;ilken &s;ayles</L>
<L>Nor were they Webs of an in&s;eriour Grain</L>
<L>By rude and Needy Vulgar knit for Gain:</L>
<L>There fifty Prince&s;&s;es in &s;tately grace,</L>
<L>With equall Princes match'd, great <HI>Priams</HI> race,</L>
<L>On Ivory Couches in &s;oft Cu&s;hions plac'd,</L>
<L>(The lofty Gallery's with gold enchac'd)</L>
<L>Their Needles ply: each Madams nimble clue</L>
<L>The younger Dames and honour'd Maids pur&s;ue,</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> too had her confinement charg'd</L>
<L>By thee thus richly clad &s;he is enlarg'd,</L>
<L>And by a Prince&s;&s;e plac'd, who&s;e each a&s;pect</L>
<L>Will an enriched Ray of grief reflect:</L>
<L>See how they kindle tears, how by con&s;ent</L>
<L>They now them&s;elves, each other now lament.</L>
<PB REF="8">
<L>Mark their thick Tears, and fair dejected Head,</L>
<L>As heavie Lilly's honey-riv'lets &s;hed.</L>
<L>Then they look up, and if but thin drops &s;hoot,</L>
<L>At th' others Eie their watry Ho&s;t recruit.</L>
<L>The &s;treams fall in and mix. Pale &s;orrow rides</L>
<L>In &s;ilent depths, and unimpeached tides.</L>
<L>Now Tears they vie, and in the place contend,</L>
<L>Each is a Duelli&s;t, and not a Friend:</L>
<L>Till on the precious pavement this rich vein</L>
<L>Is lo&s;t in that, and &s;o they clo&s;e again:</L>
<L>Now in full force they march, joyn hand in hand,</L>
<L>And Grief no Champion is, but a full Band.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>But I mu&s;t adde one word, before we end,</L>
<L>To expiate my having been thy friend.</L>
<L>Had I thee known a <HI>Greek,</HI> or that way given,</L>
<L>From this foul fault long &s;ince I had been driven.</L>
<L>I'd fled at di&s;tance, and a farre off feard</L>
<L>Thy pa&s;tbord &s;tomacher and goodly Beard.</L>
<L>But the&s;e are all invi&s;ible in thee,</L>
<L>Invi&s;ible as is the <HI>Greek</HI> to me.</L>
<L>But &s;ince thou tell'&s;t me it, Hold, take the&s;e Alms,</L>
<L>This Ver&s; that wil &s;carce go, the&s;e with'red Palms.</L>
</LG>
<SIGNED>E. F.</SIGNED>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dramatis personae">
<PB REF="9">
<HEAD>The Per&s;ons of the Enterlude.</HEAD>
<LIST>
<ITEM>The <HI>Tutour</HI> and Fo&s;ter.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Ore&s;tes,</HI> the Prince.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Electra,</HI> the Prince&s;&s;e Royall.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The <HI>Quirre</HI> of Maids of Honour dwelling neare the Palace.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Chry&s;otheame,</HI> the Si&s;ter of <HI>Electra.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Clytemne&s;tra,</HI> the unnaturall Spou&s;e of <HI>Aga|memnon,</HI> who con&s;pired again&s;t him.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Egi&s;t,</HI> the Paramour of <HI>Clytemnestra,</HI> and</ITEM>
<ITEM>Con&s;piratour again&s;t the King.</ITEM>
</LIST>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="explanation of marginalia">
<PB REF="9">
<HEAD>The Signification of the References.</HEAD>
<P>THe Alphabeticall letter relates to the mana|ging of the Scene, it &s;hew's the Po&s;tures and Motions, with the Carriage of the Action.</P>
<P>The Smaller Figures referres to the Interpreta|tion of &s;ome difficult places, and vindicating them from Ob&s;curity or Mi&s;take.</P>
<P>The Larger Figures in the Head of &s;ome files of Ver&s;es, is that which contains the mo&s;t No|velty. We mu&s;t know, that the Ancient Quire of the Greek Tragedians in the time of <HI>Sophocles,</HI> con&s;isted of Fifteen, &s;eated by fives upon three Forms, or by threes upon five Forms. And in that Number were their Approaches and Returns, one &s;peaking for the re&s;t, being the fore party of the Quire. Mu&s;ick &s;till attended their Speeches and Dancing. Now the&s;e Stanzas prick'd out by Numbers, are mo&s;t exactly an&s;wer'd by an en|&s;uing Stanza, either immediately en&s;uing, or &s;o enterwoven, that the third an&s;wers the fir&s;t, and the fourth the &s;econd. Every &s;uch Stanza ha|ving 'its Counterpart, and every Member though of different Meeter, being exactly commen&s;urate with the Member following in the &s;ame Num|ber of the Counterpart. It is &s;uspicious that of the&s;e Songs, the former referr'd to a Leading up of the Dance in &s;et Paces, and the Latter to a Returning in equall Steps. Onely this kind of Dancing &s;eems to have fall'n even in the Ro|man
<PB REF="10">Tragedy's, though I hardly know any thing to have been more magnificent in the very flower and height of their Empire, then their Sumptu|ous Theaters and Amphitheaters. This long di&s;|u&s;e hath tran&s;mitted us a very ob&s;cure notion of tho&s;e rarityes in Mu&s;ick wherein the Ancient Greeks &s;eem to have excell'd. So that it may be excu&s;able, if I am not clear enough in delivering that, of which the injury of Time hath &s;carce left a &s;hadow.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="historical background">
<PB REF="10">
<HEAD>A &s;hort extract of the Hi&s;tory about <HI>the de&s;truction of TROY.</HI></HEAD>
<P>BEcau&s;e this confident E&s;&s;ay hath adventur'd to go out, under the &s;ilken Banner of Her Highne&s;&s;e, and being a piece which proceeded from an Authour, in the Originall, who&s;e character it is &s;till to have done right to vertuous Lady's; It may po&s;&s;ibly be engag'd (though Naturally Mo|de&s;t) in the Attendance of &s;ome of that &s;ex. Now it were indi&s;cretion to think their fair hands can afford to be &s;oyl'd with the du&s;tie records of Time, or impertinent Hi&s;tory, further then the Arras can in&s;truct, or then may be under&s;tood by one who is well-ver&s;'d in the Ward-robe. Therefore I &s;hall take it for a needfull part of my duty here, to de|&s;cribe briefly the Heads of this Story, &s;o familiarly intimated in the Poem.</P>
<P>The voiage to <HI>Troy</HI> happened in the MCXCIIII yeare, before the Incarnation of our Saviour, about the time that <HI>Jair</HI> judg'd <HI>I&s;rael.</HI> Upon this Quar|rell. <HI>Paris</HI> the &s;onne of <HI>Priam</HI> (King of <HI>Troy</HI>) &s;ail'd over to <HI>Peloponne&s;us,</HI> where <HI>Menelaus</HI> reign'd; having for his Queen <HI>Helen</HI> the great beauty of her age. <HI>Paris</HI> lodg'd in the Court of <HI>Menelaus,</HI> in who&s;e ab&s;ence he carries away <HI>He|len</HI> (again&s;t the Laws of her Wedlock, and his Ho&s;pitality) over to <HI>Troy</HI> with him. <HI>Menelaus</HI> returning, demands her, and is repuls'd. Where|upon he invites his Brother <HI>Agamemnon,</HI> then King of <HI>Argos,</HI> to a&s;&s;i&s;t him in the recovery of
<PB REF="11">her by arm's. So both the Kings with the other neighbour Princes, levying the whole &s;trength of <HI>Greece,</HI> fell down towards <HI>Aulis</HI> an I&s;land in <HI>Boeotia;</HI> where they entred into confederacie, not to return till either <HI>Troy</HI> were ras'd, or they pe|ri&s;hed in the enterpri&s;e. But when they &s;hould have put out, the Navie lay becalm'd, till accord|ing to the an&s;wer of the Oracle which they con|&s;ulted, <HI>Agamemnon</HI> had &s;acrific'd his daughter <HI>Iphigenia.</HI> About xxvii years after this <HI>Jephthe</HI> &s;acrificed his daughter: &s;o that &s;ome think this of <HI>Iphigenia</HI> a fiction, and that uncertain tradition huddled up both times together, and that the La|dyes right name was <HI>Iphtigenia.</HI> This warre la&s;ted ten years, till the prime and able&s;t Com|manders being cut off on both &s;ides, the Victorie fell to the Greeks, who&s;e cau&s;e was the ju&s;ter; <HI>Troy</HI> being taken by the treachery of <HI>Aeneas</HI> and <HI>An|tenor,</HI> &amp; &s;ack'd, and burnt. Yet it far'd little better with the Conquerours in their return, then it had with the conquered, mo&s;t of them being weather|beaten, and ca&s;t away. As for <HI>Agamemnon,</HI> he was &s;lain in his own hou&s;e by wicked <HI>Egi&s;t,</HI> through the complotment of <HI>Clytemne&s;tra:</HI> which unnaturall trea&s;on, <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> with the a&s;&s;i&s;tance of <HI>Electra</HI> reveng'd: Heaven, as it were, rewarding this affection of <HI>Ore&s;tes,</HI> by length of dayes, and happine&s;&s;e of Government; for he lived ninetie years, &amp; reigned &s;eventy, match'd with <HI>Hermione.</HI></P>
<P>The Tyrannicall u&s;urpation of the <HI>Mycenian</HI> Kingdome, with the Affliction and Oppre&s;&s;ion of the Royall Children, and the De&s;truction of the
<PB REF="11">Con&s;piratours, the Enthroning of <HI>Ore&s;tes,</HI> with the Deliverance of the Royall Family, make up this work.</P>
<P>It was written by <HI>Sophocles,</HI> who was born in the CCCCXCV yeare before the Incarnation of our Saviour, and lived XC years.</P>
<P>So that this Action was performed little le&s;&s;e then MMM years ago; and repre&s;ented in this Tragedie &s;omewhat more then MM.</P>
<P>This Abridgement of that famous Hi&s;tory, is ex|tracted (for the generality) out of <HI>Petavius,</HI> a mo&s;t exact Chronologer, though with &s;ome change and addition.</P>
<P>The re&s;t will be &s;upply'd by the Notes.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="prologue">
<PB REF="12">
<HEAD>The Hi&s;toricall and Morall Plot of the Tragedy.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>EXil'd <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> is return'd, though late,</L>
<L>His Royall Fathers blood to expiate:</L>
<L>That Blood from which War and the bold &s;word &s;hrunk</L>
<L>Yet was by Trea&s;on, and the cold Ax drunk.</L>
<L>Safe is he entred, but yet unrevea'ld,</L>
<L>By Night and darker policy conceal'd.</L>
<L><HI>Electra</HI> here a Generous Defyer,</L>
<L>In vain to comfort woo'd by the kind Quire,</L>
<L>Chides <HI>Chry&s;otheame</HI> a white-liver'd Complyer:</L>
<L>Who was with Offering by her Mother &s;ent</L>
<L>To bribe the dead, and Seape the puni&s;hment.</L>
<L>She intercepts the gifts, the Oyles &s;he &s;pills,</L>
<L>And with a &s;moaking Cur&s;e her Cen&s;er fills.</L>
<L>The <HI>Cannon</HI>'s turn, and this revolting prayer,</L>
<L>Went forth a Trea&s;ure, but returns a &s;nare.</L>
<L>But <HI>Clytemne&s;tra</HI> pleads the fact was Ju&s;t,</L>
<L>The Bill was Murder, where the Judge was Lu&s;t.</L>
<L>Yet though th' out-faced Noon &s;he down may beat,</L>
<L>The Dark brings Vi&s;ion, and the Silence threat,</L>
<L>La&s;h'd by pale dreams, the Hobs of night, &s;he runs</L>
<L>To flattering Humiliations.</L>
<PB REF="12">
<L>Thinking tho&s;e angry Beadles to di&s;arm,</L>
<L>With &s;trumpet Incen&s;e and Religious charm.</L>
<L>But hypocriticall Devotions dre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>A Pageant &s;afety, and a Mock of peace:</L>
<L>For &s;carce her prayers are cool'd and downward bending</L>
<L>When their return is at the door attending.</L>
<L>A Po&s;t in neat Romance <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> &s;layes,</L>
<L>Secures the field, and &s;o the field betrayes.</L>
<L>Now &s;ad <HI>Electra</HI> at the di&s;mall news</L>
<L>Di&s;&s;olves, and &s;catters into pious Dews.</L>
<L>The Quire Companions of her grief &s;he &s;lights,</L>
<L>Nor in her Sisters joyfull words delights.</L>
<L>Who &s;ees large offerings at the Sepulchre,</L>
<L>And thence her Brothers hand doth right inferre.</L>
<L>Built on much rea&s;on: but we le&s;&s;e &s;et by</L>
<L>Weak-grounded truth, then a bold hear-&s;ay ly<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"></L>
<L>Hence raging grief into hard valour knits,</L>
<L>(For both are elevate beyond our wits)</L>
<L>Her Sister &s;he invites to mutuall Aid,</L>
<L>With hands combin'd the Traytor to invade,</L>
<L>And is repuls'd, yet &s;he re&s;olves alone</L>
<L>To execute her re&s;olution.</L>
<L>Tho&s;e who Compound led captive by tame Ea&s;e,</L>
<L>Seldome on dangerous Honour dare to Seize.</L>
<PB REF="13">
<L>Poor loyalty, how low now art thou laid</L>
<L>By Enemies de&s;troy'd, by friends betray'd!</L>
<L>What valiant wi&s;dome will appear at once,</L>
<L>To break thy foes, and heal thy Factions?</L>
<L><HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> is at door; his Urn he &s;hews,</L>
<L>Meets with <HI>Electra</HI> and confirms her woes.</L>
<L>The dear Impo&s;ture &s;he mu&s;t &s;ee and hold,</L>
<L>And to her Brother all her cares unfold.</L>
<L>In dolefull accents her &s;weet pa&s;&s;ions &s;ound,</L>
<L>Which in a precious deluge &s;treight are drown'd.</L>
<L>The happy witne&s;&s;e of tho&s;e pious throws.</L>
<L>Cannot forbear his per&s;on to di&s;clo&s;e.</L>
<L>Their Joyes &s;well high, but at a quick &s;urprize,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t <HI>Clytemne&s;tra,</HI> and then <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> dy's.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus Loyall &s;orrow in high triumph ends,</L>
<L>While rebell Joy Eternall Black attends.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
</FRONT>
<BODY>
<DIV1 TYPE="play">
<PB N="1" REF="13">
<HEAD>ELECTRA <HI>OF</HI> SOPHOCLES.</HEAD>
<SP>
<SPEAKER> The Tutour.</SPEAKER>
<STAGE N="a" PLACE="marg"><HI>The Tu|tour</HI> and <HI>O|re&s;tes</HI> are brought in upon the way to <HI>Ar|gos,</HI> newly coming in by break of day; and the old man tels him all the places as he comes by, &amp; where he is: For it is pre&s;um'd, that he being about ten years old at his departure had not before the wi&s;dome to take notice of them. The entrance is pert and live|ly, being quickned by frequent pointing at &s;ights, and alteration of po&s;ture: it is al&s;o &s;tately, opening into various Scenes, and being beautified with a pro&s;pect upon objects, full both of delight and magnificence. Be&s;ides that delicate pa&s;&s;ion which is in&s;inuated into us, to &s;ee an Exile entring his Coun|trey, which he was forc'd to leave very young; and to heare tho&s;e places repeat|ed as he pa&s;&s;es along, who&s;e bare names cannot but rai&s;e in him a Naturall endearment.</STAGE>
<L>SOn of great <HI>Agamemnon,</HI> he who late</L>
<L>Led the <HI>Greek</HI> ho&s;t again&s;t the Trojan State;</L>
<L>Now may thine eyes their wi&s;hed objects read:</L>
<L><HI>This</HI> is old <HI>Argos</HI> you &s;till long'd to tread.</L>
<L><HI>Yon</HI> grove is
<NOTE N="1" PLACE="foot"><HI>Io</HI> the daughter of <HI>Inachus,</HI> ravi&s;hed by <HI>Jupiter,</HI> was upon the &s;urpri|&s;all of jealous <HI>Juno,</HI> for &s;ecre&s;ie, transformd into a cow: <HI>Juno</HI> &s;u&s;pecting this, creates the Ox-flie, and &s;ets it upon her; with who&s;e &s;ting &s;he was &s;o vehemently infe&s;ted, that &s;he runne mad: but was afterward by <HI>Jupiter</HI> pre|&s;erred to a godde&s;&s;e, &amp; wor&s;hipped with con&s;ecrated groves by the <HI>Athenians.</HI></NOTE> <HI>horn-mad Inachi's</HI> abode:</L>
<L>And <HI>this, Ore&s;tes,</HI>
<NOTE N="2" PLACE="foot"><HI>Apollo</HI> the guardian of flocks: which care in de&s;troying Wolves, was al|wayes much magnified in countreys of great pa&s;turage.</NOTE> the wolf-&s;laying god</L>
<L>Wolf-Court hath nam'd: But <HI>on the left</HI> her fanes</L>
<L>The proud
<NOTE N="3" PLACE="foot"><HI>Junoes</HI> Temple, about two miles di&s;tant from <HI>Mycens.</HI></NOTE> <HI>Heraeum's</HI> &s;piring tops advance:</L>
<PB N="2" REF="14">
<L><HI>Mycens</HI> the wealthy <HI>here</HI> her Trea&s;ures &s;how's,</L>
<L><STAGE N="b" PLACE="marg">They make a &s;tand at the door of the royal hall, and de|bate.</STAGE> And <HI>this</HI> the
<NOTE N="4" PLACE="marg">The ca|lamitous &s;eat of the <HI>Argive</HI> Kings: w^c^h were <HI>Pelops</HI> matchdwith <HI>Hippoda|mia,</HI> daugh|ter to <HI>Oe|nomaus</HI> King of the <HI>Eleans.</HI> After whom &s;ucceeded <HI>Atreus,</HI> matchd with <HI>Aeropes</HI> He had a brother <HI>Thye&s;tes:</HI> this brother ince&s;tuou&s;ly con&s;otted with <HI>Aerope,</HI> which made <HI>Atreus,</HI> to a&s;&s;ert his nuptiall honour, enter on this high-flown revenge: he invites him to a fea&s;t, wherein he caters his own ince&s;tuous brood for his entertainment. <HI>Thye&s;tes</HI> after the &s;upper under&s;tanding of this, con&s;ulted the Oracle, how he might recompen&s;e the cruelty, and according to the an&s;wer, devirginates his own daughter <HI>Pelopera,</HI> by which ince&s;t was be|got <HI>Egi&s;t.</HI> After <HI>Atreus, Agamemnon</HI> reigned, that matched with <HI>Clytem|ne&s;tra:</HI> he after the ten years &s;iege of <HI>Troy</HI> returning in conque&s;t, was &s;lain by <HI>Egi&s;t,</HI> who in his ab&s;ence had wonn great authority in the kingdom. This he compa&s;&s;ed by &s;caling the bed of <HI>Clytemne&s;tra,</HI> who was left Regent of <HI>Mycens</HI> in the time of the voyage.</NOTE> infamous <HI>Pelopeian</HI> hou&s;e,</L>
<L>Whence I thee, as thy Father fre&s;h was &s;lain,</L>
<L>From thy dear &s;i&s;ters &s;weet embraces ta'ne</L>
<L>Re&s;cu'd and &s;av'd, and to this bigne&s;&s;e bred</L>
<L><HI>Avenger of thy Royall Fathers head.</HI></L>
<L>Now then, <HI>Orestes,</HI> and thou deare&s;t friend</L>
<L><HI>Pylade,</HI> di&s;patch we that that we intend.</L>
<L>For birds with chirping Mattins call from bed</L>
<L>The woken Suns already ri&s;ing head,</L>
<L>And &s;able night of all her &s;tarrs is rid:</L>
<L>Wherefore e're any out of doores &s;hall &s;tirre,</L>
<L>Conferre your thoughts. No time now to <HI>demur,</HI></L>
<L>But forward action <HI>ripen'd</HI> is to height.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ore&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<L>Deare&s;t of my attendants, now I &s;ee't</L>
<L>How kind thou art to us it plain appears,</L>
<L>For as &s;ome <HI>mettel'd</HI> &s;teed, though <HI>&s;truck in years,</HI></L>
<L>In hotte&s;t &s;ervice nought of heart lets go,</L>
<L>But &s;tands with ear erect; you even &s;o</L>
<L>Both &s;pur us on, and march your &s;elf i'ch front:</L>
<L>I<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">'e tell you my re&s;olve, attend you on't:</L>
<PB N="3" REF="14">
<L>And if ought unadvis'd e&s;cape, amend.</L>
<L>When I the <HI>Pythian</HI> curtain did attend</L>
<L>Con&s;ulting how my Fathers murder, I</L>
<L>On th' executioners might &s;atisfie,</L>
<L><HI>Phoebus</HI> this an&s;wer gave, mark the reply:</L>
<L><HI>Without or buckler or an armies guard</HI></L>
<L><HI>By &s;tealth procure the murders just reward,</HI></L>
<L>Since then the holy voice directs us thus,</L>
<L>As fir&s;t occa&s;ion &s;erv's, get in this hou&s;e,</L>
<L>And mark what e're is done, &amp; when you know,</L>
<L>Make us acquainted how all actions go:</L>
<L>For they'll ne're &s;pie nor once &s;u&s;pect your &s;hew,</L>
<L>With age di&s;guis'd, long ab&s;ence, and this hiew:</L>
<L>And make your tale this wi&s;e; A Forreiner</L>
<L>Of <HI>Phoce,</HI> &s;ent by noble <HI>Phanot</HI> there,</L>
<L>(For he and they in neare&s;t league combine)</L>
<L>You come to tell (thereto a deep oath joyn)</L>
<L>How that <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> came t'untimely end</L>
<L>As in the <HI>Pythian</HI> matches they contend,</L>
<L>Struck from the hurrying eoach: This &s;tory pa&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Mean while my Fathers tombe in the fir&s;t place</L>
<L>(As was appointed then) with locks new &s;horn,</L>
<L>And hallowed liquours we forth with adorn:</L>
<L>Then we return, and carrying in our hands</L>
<L>The pot which mid&s;t the thicket you know &s;tands</L>
<L>To hide the tale, the &s;weet news you have &s;e'd</L>
<L>Wee'll bring them word of, how that I am dead;</L>
<L>My body in the funerall pile <HI>calcin'd,</HI></L>
<L>To the few a&s;hes in this urn confin'd:</L>
<L>For what great harm if but <HI>reported</HI> &s;lain,</L>
<L>In <HI>truth</HI> I live, and great <HI>renown</HI> obtain.</L>
<L>I'me of the mind no words that <HI>gain</HI> are nought:</L>
<PB N="4" REF="15">
<L>Thus have I oft &s;een
<NOTE N="5" PLACE="marg">The Po|et &s;eems to have had an eye upon <HI>Lycurgus</HI> and <HI>Pytha|goras,</HI> yet a|voids that mi&s;take of anticipati|on of hi&s;to|ry, while he onely names an action which might have been common to former ages, &amp; conceals tho&s;e actors which were long after the time of <HI>Ore&s;tes.</HI></NOTE> Sages carry'd out</L>
<L>I th' <HI>empty coffin</HI> of a fal&s;e report,</L>
<L>Yet &s;afe come home and double honour'd for 't;</L>
<L>So tru&s;t I from this fame alive to <HI>ri&s;e,</HI></L>
<L>Like a <HI>bright &s;tar</HI> upon my enemies.</L>
<L>O Countrey &s;oil and <HI>Greeces</HI> guardian powers,</L>
<L>Send me a ble&s;&s;ed journey to the&s;e Towers;</L>
<L>And you my Fathers Hall, for you I come</L>
<L>To expiate you, led by heav'nly doom:</L>
<L>Nor &s;end me with di&s;grace out of the&s;e ports,</L>
<L>But <HI>Lord</HI> of <HI>wealth,</HI> but <HI>Founder</HI> of great <HI>Courts.</HI></L>
<L>Well, I have done: but you, <HI>grave Sir,</HI> beware</L>
<L>To what our Coun&s;el charg'd upon your care:</L>
<L>And we away, 'Tis time, for alway's this</L>
<L>Grand <HI>Over-&s;eer</HI> of all actions is.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Ay me, unhappy me!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Methinks within door, child, I &s;eemd to heare</L>
<L>One of the maidens keep a groaning there.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis poore Electra, is 't not, prithee fain</L>
<L>I'ld &s;tay a while, and heare the plaint again.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut,</SPEAKER>
<L>By no means, nought before <HI>Phoebus</HI> ad|vice</L>
<L>A&s;&s;ay to do: Thence take our Action ri&s;e.</L>
<L>Go, poure your offerings on your Fathers tombe,</L>
<L>For Triumph hence, and might for Service come:
<STAGE N="c" PLACE="marg"><HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> &amp; <HI>Pylades</HI> (a mute companion of <HI>Orestes)</HI> go away from before the gate, to the tombe of <HI>Agamemnon,</HI> and <HI>the Tu|tour</HI> goes away, but parts from them.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L><STAGE N="d" PLACE="foot"><HI>Electra</HI> newly up, and wayling walks out to the gate.</STAGE> Sacred light, earth-bounding aire,</L>
<L>Nur&s;es privy to my care,</L>
<PB N="5" REF="15">
<L>You my Dirges witne&s;&s;e be&s;t,</L>
<L>You how I ply my brui&s;ed bre&s;t,</L>
<L>When the gloomy Shade, is cea&s;t;</L>
<L>But my Night grones ring aloof,</L>
<L>In the &s;ad Courts wicked roof,</L>
<L>While I my poor Father mean,</L>
<L><HI>Whom in Barbarous Region</HI></L>
<L><HI>Bloudy</HI> Mars <HI>had let alone,</HI></L>
<L><NOTE N="6" PLACE="marg">Here may not unpro|perly be urg'd the old caution, that &s;imilitudes run not upon all foure: Yet may this be a fit pourtraiture of an accu|mulative or aggregative Lady, the queen politick, which hath trull'd it in the lewd embraces of the &s;ouldiery, and to con|&s;ummare the &s;candall, &s;hall have con&s;pired with it, &amp; together hainou&s;ly upon agreement, de&s;troys her ju&s;t and undoubted Lord.</NOTE> But my Mother and her Mate</L>
<L><HI>Egi&s;t,</HI> as &s;trong Swains lie at</L>
<L>A &s;turdy Oak to fell down flat,</L>
<L><HI>His head with bloudy Pol-ax cleave:</HI></L>
<L>Nor any but I at this grieve</L>
<L>That thou, Father, thus &s;hould&s;t come</L>
<L>To a &s;ad unworthy <HI>doom.</HI></L>
<L>But moan I <HI>will</HI> and cry,</L>
<L>While I the glittering &s;tars e&s;py,</L>
<L>While I the day di&s;cover</L>
<L>My plaint I'le nere give over,</L>
<L>But as a robd Nightingall</L>
<L>Will my &s;orrows tune, and all</L>
<L>Shall heare my moan before this gate;</L>
<L>O <HI>Pluto's</HI> and <HI>Pro&s;erpines</HI> &s;tate!</L>
<L>O <HI>Mercury</HI> and cur&s;e that &s;ure is!</L>
<L>O &s;tern god-begotten Fury's!</L>
<L>You Crowners of the murdred, heare</L>
<L>You Watchers of th' Adulterer!</L>
<L>Come ye, help ye, venge ye all</L>
<L>Our Fathers fall:</L>
<L>And my brother home me call.</L>
<L>My &s;elf no longer can weigh down</L>
<L>My overbearing moan.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="6" REF="16">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quir.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Child,
<STAGE N="c" PLACE="marg">The La|dy's dwel|ling hard by, come to her that they may comfort her.</STAGE> child <HI>Electra,</HI> of a mother</L>
<L N="2">2 Unlucky'&s;t of all other</L>
<L N="3">3 Why alwayes thus dripping away</L>
<L N="4">4 In tears that can find no allay,</L>
<L N="5">5 For <HI>Agamemnon</HI> long &s;ince &s;lain</L>
<L N="6">6 By the ungodly wily Quain,</L>
<L N="7">7 And betrayd by wicked train.</L>
<L N="8">8 O that he who did this contrive</L>
<L N="9">9 (If I may &s;ay't) may he nere thrive!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 I&s;&s;ues of noble parentage,</L>
<L N="2">2 You come my &s;orrow to a&s;&s;wage,</L>
<L N="3">3 I &s;ee and know it, nor deceive</L>
<L N="4">4 You me, yet never by your leave</L>
<L N="5">5 Will I &s;urcea&s;e with &s;obbing cries</L>
<L N="6">6 To mourn my Fathers ob&s;equies:</L>
<L N="7">7 Wherefore &s;weet Dam&s;els ever kind,</L>
<L N="8">8 Let me this favour from you find,</L>
<L N="9">9 Let me alone,</L>
<L N="10">10 Alwayes, alack, alack to groan.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quir.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Why from deaths Catholick Meere you'l never</L>
<L N="2">2 Though mo&s;t you moan, deliver</L>
<L N="3">3 Your Father back: or cry, or pray,</L>
<L N="4">4 You onely ca&s;t your &s;elf away:</L>
<L N="5">5 While you improve and give more weight</L>
<L N="6">6 To &s;orrows load, which el&s;e were light;</L>
<L N="7">7 Nor can relea&s;e come by 't</L>
<L N="8">8 From the &s;ad pre&s;&s;ure of your wo:</L>
<L N="9">9 Why long you then your &s;elf t' undo.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="7" REF="16">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Fooli&s;h they who in &s;ilence &s;heath</L>
<L N="2">2 Their parents brought to wretched death.</L>
<L N="3">3 But me
<NOTE N="7" PLACE="marg"><HI>Progne,</HI> feignd by the Poets to have been tran&s;lated into a Swallow, or Robbin|red-bre&s;t; She to revenge up|on her husband <HI>Tereus,</HI> the ince&s;tuous rape of her &s;i&s;ter <HI>Philomel,</HI> murthers his &s;onne <HI>Itys,</HI> and &s;tews and &s;ets him on the board to her husband, which in &s;upper-time, to com|pleat the cruelty, &s;he di&s;covers; and wingd with &s;udden flight, is converted into a Bird, who&s;e brea&s;t is all &s;taind with gore. She is &s;aid continually to lament this prodigious effect of her high-wrought pa&s;&s;ion.</NOTE> the dolefull one contents</L>
<L N="4">4 Which <HI>Itys</HI> &s;till, <HI>Itys</HI> laments:</L>
<L N="5">5 Afflicted bird, <HI>Joves</HI> Me&s;&s;enger,</L>
<L N="6">6 Sent for the Summers Harbinger.</L>
<L N="7">7 But, O di&s;tre&s;&s;ed
<NOTE N="7" PLACE="foot"><HI>Niobe</HI> after the lo&s;&s;e of her numerous and flouri&s;hing progeny, which cau&s;ed her di&s;contented husband to make away him&s;elf, being reduc'd from pro&s;perous and proud, to a childle&s;&s;e widow, through exce&s;&s;ive &s;orrow, is &s;aid to have congeald into an entire rock, onely her tears re&s;ervd <HI>See both the&s;e Fables at large in Sandys Ovid. Metam.</HI> book. 6.</NOTE> <HI>Niobe!</HI></L>
<L N="8">8 I thee adore my Deity,</L>
<L N="9">9 Which weepe&s;t &s;till,</L>
<L N="10">10 From rocky tombe a teary rill.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quir,</SPEAKER>
<L>You are not, Madam, th' onely &s;hee</L>
<L>VVho in this grief plead property,</L>
<L>VVhy you &s;o loud 'bove them within</L>
<L>I'th &s;ame degree of bloud akin</L>
<L>As <HI>Chry&s;otheame</HI> and <HI>Iphiana&s;&s;e</HI> both,</L>
<L>And he who griev's in hidden growth?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Happy whom nor yet long hence</L>
<L>Fam'd <HI>Mycens</HI> land &s;hall bear, <HI>brave Prince;</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> &s;ent by <HI>Joves</HI> decree;</L>
<L>Whom I unweary'd wait to &s;ee;</L>
<L>Childle&s;&s;e, piteous, husbandle&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Pining away with wretchedne&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Wa&s;ting in teares, nor can be found</L>
<L>What may give my &s;orrows bound,</L>
<PB N="8" REF="17">
<L>While he forgets both what's him done,</L>
<L>And what him taught, fal&s;e rumours runne:</L>
<L>Fain would he e're.</L>
<L>Yet though he'ld fain do's not appear.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam chear up, come chear,</L>
<L>In heaven great <HI>Jove</HI> re&s;ides</L>
<L>Who all things &s;ees and guides.</L>
<L>To whom <HI>exce&s;&s;ive</HI> pa&s;&s;ions leaving</L>
<L>Nor <HI>&s;en&s;ele&s;&s;e</HI> be, nor <HI>overgrieving,</HI></L>
<L>Time is a gentle god, nor yet</L>
<L>Doe's <HI>Agamemnons</HI> youth <HI>forget</HI></L>
<L>To come unto his native land</L>
<L>Though now in <HI>Cri&s;a's</HI> fertile &s;trand.</L>
<L>Nor who the world <HI>controlls</HI> below,</L>
<L>Will <HI>murther</HI> &s;ee <HI>unpuni&s;h't</HI> go.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>But I mean while <HI>&s;ans hope</HI> perceive</L>
<L>My tender Age poor me to leave,</L>
<L>Nor can I longer &s;tay</L>
<L>Which without Parents fade away:</L>
<L>Nor have a Friend my part to take,</L>
<L>But <HI>Pilgrim-like</HI> whom all for&s;ake;</L>
<L>At home in the&s;e <HI>poor cloths</HI> mu&s;t &s;pread,</L>
<L>My Fathers empty <HI>Bord</HI> and <HI>Bed.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Wretched coming, to remember!</L>
<L N="2">2 Wretched blow giv'n in the chamber!</L>
<L N="3">3 Where with the <HI>broad &s;teel-faced Cleaver</HI></L>
<L N="4">4 <HI>The Royall Temples they di&s;&s;ever.</HI></L>
<L N="5">5 <HI>Trea&s;on</HI> was <HI>Privy-coun&s;ellour,</HI></L>
<L N="6">6 <HI>Lu&s;t</HI> was the <HI>Executioner.</HI></L>
<L N="7">7 Dreadfull they a dreadfull &s;ight</L>
<L N="8">8 Wrought, were it god or mortall wight,</L>
<L N="9">9 That acted it.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="9" REF="17">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 O Day, Cur&s;e of my Kalender!</L>
<L N="2">2 O night! O Suppers horrid Chear!</L>
<L N="3">3 Cracking my loaded Heart.</L>
<L N="4">4 When unworthy Fate did part</L>
<L N="5">5 By ba&s;e Con&s;pirators my Father</L>
<L N="6">6 Who took, who &s;troy'd my life together.</L>
<L N="7">7 With whom the great God ruling heav'n</L>
<L N="8">8 In vengeance over weight be ev'n.</L>
<L N="9">9 Nor may they e're enjoy their &s;tate,</L>
<L N="10">10 Purchas'd at Trea&s;ons rate.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Hu&s;h, pray not too loud, for know you</L>
<L N="2">2 What harm &s;torming thus may do you?</L>
<L N="3">3 Endangering your pre&s;ent fortune,</L>
<L N="4">4 Your own de&s;truction you importune;</L>
<L N="5">5 And much of needle&s;&s;e ill will gain</L>
<L N="6">6 While &s;till you &s;tubbornely complain,</L>
<L N="7">7 To rai&s;e &s;trife: forbear; 'Tis Art,</L>
<L N="8">8 Oppo&s;e not the prevayling part,</L>
<L N="9">9 But yoke your heart.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 I am provok'd: I &s;ee it, and</L>
<L N="2">2 My impatience under&s;tand;</L>
<L N="3">3 But at this fact to grieve</L>
<L N="4">4 I'll not cea&s;e, till cea&s;e to live.</L>
<L N="5">5 For who would &s;peak well of me, &s;hould I?</L>
<L N="6">6 VVho that or Honour know's or duty?</L>
<L N="7">7 Comforters leave, leave me alone</L>
<L N="8">8 For this grief mu&s;t no mea&s;ure own.</L>
<L N="9">9 Ne're will I from my labours cea&s;e,</L>
<L N="10">10 But &s;till my tears increa&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis meere good will all that I pre&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Like to &s;ome tender Mother;</L>
<L>Breed not griefs one of another.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="10" REF="18">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tell me what bounds my woes confine,</L>
<L>I'&s;t fit the Dead in &s;corn t' en&s;hrine?</L>
<L>VVhat man doth nature bring up &s;o?</L>
<L>May I ne're in their favour grow.</L>
<L>Nor if I match, &s;ome worthy Lord</L>
<L>To live <HI>demure</HI> will I afford;</L>
<L>But my &s;ad devotions pay</L>
<L>At my Fathers grave will lay.</L>
<L>For if the dead and rotten</L>
<L>Like <HI>earth</HI> and <HI>nought</HI> forgotten</L>
<L>Mu&s;t lie along,</L>
<L>And they the wrong</L>
<L>Not rue, who did the &s;ame,</L>
<L>Farewell Vertue, Farewel &s;hame,</L>
<L>And all the gods reputed name.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L><STAGE N="f" PLACE="marg">One of the Ladies coming after the re&s;t.</STAGE> Brought, Madam,
<STAGE N="g" PLACE="marg">Both that I may coun|&s;ell you not to exa&s;perate your enemies by the oppo|&s;ition of per|petuall com|plaints, and that I may approve my &s;elf a faith|full friend in coming in to your comfort</STAGE> both for yours and my own &s;ake</L>
<L>Hither Im'e with all this eare betake:</L>
<L>And if I prove other then right to &s;ay</L>
<L>VVe &s;traight &s;ubmit our wills, yours be the day.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<LG>
<L>Lady's, I am a&s;ham'd in your e&s;teem</L>
<L>That I though ne're &s;o &s;ad, too pen&s;ive &s;eem.</L>
<L>But to this life I am perforce enclin'd:</L>
<L>Pardon, how can a Maid of generous mind,</L>
<L>Seeing her Fathers wrongs do otherwi&s;e</L>
<L>Then I, who moan abed, moan when I ri&s;e?</L>
<L>Nor waynes my grief, but &s;till encrea&s;es more.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>For fir&s;t 'tis my own mother who me bore</L>
<L>Hates me, then they who made away my Father</L>
<L>VVith me in mine own Palace, live together.</L>
<L>They are my <HI>Governours,</HI> and they me <HI>feed,</HI></L>
<L>From whom then be &s;upply'd, I'd rather <HI>need.</HI></L>
<PB N="11" REF="18">
<L>Be&s;ides, what life I lead pray do you count,</L>
<L>VVhen I &s;ee haughty <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> perching mount</L>
<L>My Fathers Throne, the &s;elf &s;ame robes behold</L>
<L>Him wear, my &s;laughter'd Father wore of old.</L>
<L>And in tho&s;e very rooms where he his Hands</L>
<L>Embrew'd, attone the hou&s;hold Guardians.</L>
<L>And that which gives my utmo&s;t wo full &s;tature,</L>
<L>My Fathers &s;heets are made to hold the Traytor</L>
<L>VVith my lewd mother, if't be fit at all</L>
<L>That I his <HI>bedfellow</HI> &s;hould <HI>Mother</HI> call;</L>
<L>And &s;he thus ba&s;e lodg'd by the murderer,</L>
<L>Of haunting gho&s;ts ner'e &s;tands one whit in fear,</L>
<L>But as &s;he at the fact made merry, when</L>
<L>She finds the day is come about agen,</L>
<L>In which by guile &s;he made our Sire away,</L>
<L>Then &s;he doth mask it, then moneth offerings &s;lay</L>
<L>To &s;aviour-gods, on her <HI>thanksgiving day:</HI></L>
<L>Mean while, poore I, 'bout hou&s;e looking thereon</L>
<L>Cry, fret, and make a lamentable moan,</L>
<L>My Fathers di&s;mall fea&s;t to think upon,</L>
<L>All by my &s;elf alone; nor can I &s;til</L>
<L>Continuall weeper, ever weep my fill.</L>
<L>Then the well-&s;poken gentle-woman for'c,</L>
<L>VVith &s;uch like curbing girds takes me up &s;hort;</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L><HI>Hate of the gods, to you, for&s;ooth, alone</HI></L>
<L><HI>Your Father's dead, none el&s;e makes any moan;</HI></L>
<L><HI>An ill end &s;eize on thee, and this doom pur&s;ue,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hell after death thy lea&s;e of grief renue.</HI></L>
<L>Thus taunts &s;hee. But when any me&s;&s;age brings</L>
<L>How that <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> comes: then out &s;he flings</L>
<L>Like a rude Bedlam, and with rampant voice,</L>
<L>Cryes, <HI>This your doings is, all this you cau&s;e</HI></L>
<PB N="12" REF="19">
<L><HI>Which out of my arms reach</HI> Ore&s;tes <HI>get:</HI></L>
<L><HI>But know that thou &s;halt dearly pay the &s;hot.</HI></L>
<L>Thus &s;naps &s;he, and her fine companion</L>
<L>Standing clo&s;e by her elbow, eggs her on:</L>
<L>That &s;neaks in grain, that piece made up of &s;corn,</L>
<L>That Champion to Lady-duells born.</L>
<L>But I <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> &s;till expecting, who</L>
<L>Should &s;et me free, mean while decay with wo.</L>
<L>For while he &s;tands contriving, he de&s;troyes</L>
<L>At once my pre&s;ent <HI>hopes,</HI> and future <HI>joyes:</HI></L>
<L>Nor can I whil&s;t things &s;tand this wi&s;e with me,</L>
<L>Lady's or <HI>patient</HI> or <HI>religious</HI> be:</L>
<L>For <HI>deep afflicting evils burden forces</HI></L>
<L><HI>The be&s;t that are to fall on evil cour&s;es.</HI></L>
</LG>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tel's one thing, Madam, is <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> abroad,</L>
<L>Or here, while you your pa&s;&s;ion thus unload?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Abroad you may be &s;ure: were he in town,</L>
<L>I dur&s;t not peep: he's now to th' countrey gone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quir.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay, if 't be &s;o I dare &s;omewhat more free</L>
<L>Own your acce&s;&s;e, and talk more ventrou&s;ly.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>He is from home, your mind you need not &s;mother.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then <HI>I</HI>'le adventure: VVhat news from your Brother?</L>
<L>Comes he, or &s;tay's he? pray for certain tell's.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>He promi&s;es to come, but nothing el&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<P>Men on great enterprizes move but &s;low.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'me &s;ure in &s;aving him I did not &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<P>Fear not, he's one will ne're de&s;ert his friend</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>No: if I &s;hould my life were at an end.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not a word more; I e&s;pie <HI>Chry&s;otheame,</HI></L>
<L>Your &s;i&s;ter of one &s;ire and mothers &s;temme,</L>
<PB N="13" REF="19">
<L>Come out of doors; with gifts in hands who&s;e rites</L>
<L>Are proper to appea&s;e decea&s;ed &s;prights.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chr.</SPEAKER>
<L>VVhat a complaining, &s;i&s;ter, at the gate</L>
<L>Do you make, after your accu&s;tom'd rate?</L>
<L>VVill you ne're be advi&s;ed to refrain</L>
<L>From idle pa&s;&s;ion, but &s;till give it rein?</L>
<L>VVhy now thus much I by mine own &s;elf know</L>
<L>I vex at heart things &s;hould be carri'd &s;o:</L>
<L>And were but my good wil with &s;trength protected</L>
<L>They &s;oon &s;hould know w^c^h way I &s;tand affected:</L>
<L>But in a &s;torm I &s;afely &s;trike my &s;ayles,</L>
<L>Nor &s;eem to act, when action nought avayles.</L>
<L>Il'd have you too, Dear Si&s;ter, tread this way:</L>
<L>'Tis true, that Ju&s;tice is not what I &s;ay,</L>
<L>But what you do; yet if my Liberty</L>
<L>I'll have, I mu&s;t with tho&s;e in power comply.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sad ca&s;e that you his child whom you pretend</L>
<L>Slighting your Sire, &s;hould to your Mother bend.</L>
<L>For all tho&s;e whol&s;ome coun&s;els you preferre</L>
<L>Are none of them your own, but taught by her;</L>
<L>Wherefore chu&s;e one o'th two; or mad be &s;til'd,</L>
<L>Or in your wits but an unnaturall child.</L>
<L>For you that fitly &s;ay, wer't in place where</L>
<L>Your dete&s;tation of them you'ld declare.</L>
<L>Yet when I &s;eek to right my Fathers &s;hade</L>
<L>Help'&s;t nothing, nay do'&s;t me that would di&s;&s;wade:</L>
<L>Do's not this Cowardi&s;e to &s;orrow adde?</L>
<L>Wherefore or teach me, or el&s;e from me learn,</L>
<L>Could I leave off my moan what &s;hould I earn?</L>
<L>I live now, <HI>poor</HI> you'll &s;ay; Well, <HI>yet content:</HI></L>
<L>And while I vex their hearts, at lea&s;t this rent</L>
<L>(If ought the Dead can plea&s;e) the dead pre&s;ent.</L>
<PB N="14" REF="20">
<L>But you that hate them, hate them <HI>&s;ore</HI> in word,</L>
<L>Yet to conver&s;e with them you can afford</L>
<L>That murde'rd your dear Sire: Il'd ne're abide it</L>
<L>Though hir'd with all the knacks in which you pride it;</L>
<L>To crouch to their commands. <HI>Enjoy you &s;till</HI></L>
<L><HI>A table richly furni&s;h'd, wealth your fill:</HI></L>
<L><HI>Give me but food which nature doth require,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And to your Gallantry I'll ne're aspire.</HI></L>
<L>Nor would you were you but your &s;elf, for when</L>
<L>You might be call'd, <HI>Daughter to'th be&s;t of men,</HI></L>
<L>Your Mothers be, &s;o &s;hall't be to you laid</L>
<L>You your dead Father and your Friends <HI>betray'd.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nothing in anger for all loves: 'Tis right</L>
<L><HI>Each</HI> of you &s;ay's, and <HI>each</HI> may profit by't.</L>
<L>Would you endure but to be rul'd by her,</L>
<L>And &s;he but learn to be your follower.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am Dear Lady's in a manner u&s;'d</L>
<L>To the&s;e term's from her, and had now refu&s;'d</L>
<L>To &s;peak, but that a bu&s;ine&s;&s;e I di&s;cover,</L>
<L>Will make her all her wayling &s;oon give over.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tells that great bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, come; and if 't outvy</L>
<L>My grief, I'll forthwith with your will comply.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well I'll acquaint you then with what I can:</L>
<L>They mean 'le&s;&s;e you your puling leave, anon</L>
<L>To turn you thither where no <HI>curteous</HI> Sun</L>
<L><HI>Be&s;tow's</HI> a <HI>Vi&s;it</HI> on the Dungeon.</L>
<L>Where in griefs lone&s;ome <HI>Pe&s;t-hou&s;e</HI> &s;hut up clo&s;e</L>
<L><HI>Farre from</HI> this <HI>Land</HI> you may tune out your woes.</L>
<PB N="15" REF="20">
<L>Wherefore <HI>conform,</HI> for now 'tis time to do it,</L>
<L>And blame me not too late, if you &s;hall rue it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>But are you &s;ure 'gain&s;t me this is their doom?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mo&s;t &s;ure I am when <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> back &s;hal come.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now therefore would for me he'ld come a|way!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>O wretch, what wicked thing is 't you did pray?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El,</SPEAKER>
<P>That he would come, if it be thus decreed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>To do you mi&s;chief? Are you mad indeed?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>To rid me from among you all far hence.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>What, of your pre&s;ent life have you no &s;en&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>O mine a heavenly life, mo&s;t wondrous &s;weet!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>At lea&s;t, it might be, if you 'ld be <HI>di&s;creet</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Teach me not my deceas'd friend to forget.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>I teach you not, but <HI>to power to &s;ubmit.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>You flatter,</HI> with my Nature it ne're &s;tood.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yet to fall through <HI>ra&s;hne&s;&s;e</HI> 't is not good.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wee'll fall, if need, t' avenge our Fathers <HI>blood.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>Our Father, he I know with this <HI>di&s;pen&s;es.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Such words are &s;lothfull <HI>Cowards</HI> ba&s;e <HI>pre|tences.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>You'l not be rul'd then, nor with me agree?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>No truly, ne're may I &s;o &s;en&s;ele&s;&s;e be.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'me ha&s;ting thither where my errand lyes.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Whither away? who&s;e is this &s;acrifice?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>My Fathers, whom my Mother &s;ends this gift,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>What him the odiou&s;e&s;t that ever liv'd?</P>
</SP>
<PB N="16" REF="21">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>Him that &s;he kill'd, your meaning's that I know.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El,</SPEAKER>
<P>What friend advis'd her? who would coun|&s;el &s;o?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>'T was &s;ome night-apparition as I ca&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Now Fathers holy Angels help at la&s;t!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>Have y' any ground of hopes rais'd from this fright?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'll tell you if you'l tell's what was the &s;ight.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>I know it not: onely one little glance.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>That little tell's, <HI>A word ofttimes may chance</HI></L>
<L><HI>To cast the high down, and the low advance.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<L>There is a &s;peech, that <HI>with a &s;econd greet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Your and my Father was &s;een her to meet</HI></L>
<L><HI>Ri&s;en to light: his Royall Staff then rear's,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And plants, which late him&s;elf now <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> bear's,</HI></L>
<L><HI>From who&s;e Crown &s;hot forth &s;uch a verdant Bough,</HI></L>
<L><HI>All</HI> Mycens <HI>roosted in its &s;hady Brow.</HI></L>
<L>Thus much I heard one telling, who was there</L>
<L>When &s;he did to the Sun her dream declare:</L>
<L>Farther then this I know not, but that &s;he</L>
<L>Upon that fright this Me&s;&s;age &s;endeth me.</L>
<L>Wherefore I by thy Fathers gods thee pray,</L>
<L>Be rul'd by me, nor ca&s;t thy &s;elf away.</L>
<L>But thou 'rt &s;till lo&s;t, if thou &s;halt di&s;obey.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hold Si&s;ter: none of tho&s;e things in your hands</L>
<L>Mu&s;t <HI>touch</HI> the Tombe, Ju&s;tice it &s;elf with&s;tands,</L>
<L>And Piety; you &s;hould our Father carry</L>
<PB N="17" REF="21">
<L>Clean&s;ings and offerings from his Adver&s;ary.</L>
<L>Wherefore i'th winds or &s;ome <HI>deep-mined</HI> cave</L>
<L>Hide 'em where they may ne're <HI>admi&s;&s;ion</HI> have,</L>
<L>Into the <HI>pre&s;ence-chamber</HI> of his grave.</L>
<L>But let 'em there be &s;av'd a <HI>goodly</HI> prize,</L>
<L>For her own <HI>precious</HI> &s;elf again&s;t &s;he dies.</L>
<L>For were &s;he not, the mo&s;t ungodly &s;he</L>
<L>E're breath'd, the&s;e ho&s;tile off'rings could not be</L>
<L>From her the <HI>Murdere&s;&s;e</HI> to him that <HI>fell:</HI></L>
<L>Now judge your &s;elf, how can the enter'd take wel</L>
<L>The&s;e honours at tho&s;e hands by which he di'd</L>
<L>In <HI>vile</HI> di&s;grace, like a plain foe defi'd:</L>
<L>Which
<NOTE N="10" PLACE="marg">It was a &s;uper&s;titi|ons humour of the An|cients, after they had committed any murder, to cut the &s;inews a|bout the arm-pits of the cor&s;e, fondly (as far as I can reach) &s;uppo&s;ing that they did thereby en|feable the arms of the injured &s;pright, and di&s;able it from pur&s;uing them with its crooked ta&s;ons, or returning any due &s;atisfaction: yet the ordinary &s;ewer of interpretations runs into this &s;en&s;e, that they were wont to cut off the tipps of the body, as the ears, and no&s;e, and the like, and &s;tring them, and &s;o wear them for an amulet ca&s;t about their neck, &amp; brought about to their armholes.</NOTE> <HI>arm-string'd</HI> him, and to &s;coure off the gore,</L>
<L>In clean&s;ing
<NOTE N="11" PLACE="marg">Another wi&s;e ceremony after murder, to &s;coure the bloud of the decea|&s;ed, upon this de&s;igne, that thereby they might wipe off all anger.</NOTE> <HI>rinc'd</HI> the <HI>lopt</HI> head o're and o're.</L>
<L>Are not the&s;e rather expiations &s;pent,</L>
<L>To <HI>compound</HI> for the murders puni&s;hment?</L>
<L>It mu&s;t not be; wherefore go &s;et 'em down,</L>
<L>And
<NOTE N="12" PLACE="marg">The cu&s;tome of offering locks of hair at the tombe of decea&s;ed friends, is ancient and frequent: Foc a plain probable rea&s;on of it, (if any rea&s;on can be given of the encroachmentts of &s;uper&s;tition, or any eye &s;o vigilant to ob|&s;erve them) I &s;hould &s;uppo&s;e that as the Heathens were wont to exalt their pa&s;sions into Deities; &s;o tho&s;e actions which are the effects of the&s;e perturbati|ons might in proce&s;&s;e of time pa&s;&s;e into forms of wor&s;hip Tearing the hair is a'genuine i&s;&s;ue of a &s;qualid and di&s;cheveld'd &s;orrow upon the lo&s;&s;e of &s;ome inward friend. This might have &s;et the copy to tho&s;e funerall ra&s;ures and baldne&s;&s;es for the dead, prohibited <HI>Lev.</HI> xix. 27, 28. xxi. 5. <HI>Deut.</HI> xii. 1.</NOTE> crop a lock or two from your own crown,</L>
<PB N="18" REF="22">
<L>And from unhappy mine. Alas! poore <HI>&s;hifts,</HI></L>
<L>Yet my <HI>&s;mall &s;tock</HI> affords no better gifts.</L>
<L>Pre&s;ent him with this Hair uncomb'd
<NOTE N="13" PLACE="marg">The Greek is <HI>unnnointed,</HI> for in our countreys the <HI>Puff</HI> is more known then the <HI>Box</HI> of <HI>oynt|ment,</HI> nei|ther do I think any want of proportion betwixt <HI>Anoint thy head,</HI> and <HI>Pouder thy hair.</HI></NOTE> <HI>unpouderd,</HI></L>
<L>Pre&s;ent him with this Girdle unimbroyder'd;</L>
<L>And falling on your knees, beg that <HI>he would</HI></L>
<L><HI>Be our A&s;si&s;tant, to revenge his bloud,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And that his child</HI> Ore&s;tes <HI>come home &s;afe,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Or's enemies the upper hand may have;</HI></L>
<L><HI>That &s;o with richer hands for time to come</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then now we're able, we may crown his Tombe.</HI></L>
<L>I know, I know he thinks on our conditions,</L>
<L>That thus he &s;ends her the&s;e ill boding vi&s;ions.</L>
<L>Wherefore, &s;weet &s;i&s;ter, underhand be&s;tow</L>
<L>Upon <HI>your &s;elf</HI> and <HI>me</HI> this favour too,</L>
<L>And <HI>him</HI> who both of us our being gave,</L>
<L>Deare&s;t of &s;ouls, though now laid in the grave.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L>'T is all religion that &s;he &s;ay's, and you,</L>
<L>Lady, if wi&s;e, will as &s;he bids you do.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will: For <HI>naked truth needs no di&s;pute</HI></L>
<L><HI>To quarrell for 't, but readine&s;&s;e to do 't.</HI></L>
<L>But while I this exploit a&s;&s;ay, be &s;ure</L>
<L>You keep my coun&s;el, friends, I you conjure:</L>
<L>For if it chance to reach my mothers ear,</L>
<L>I &s;hall attempt a work will co&s;t me dear.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Unle&s;&s;e I be much deceived,</L>
<L N="2">2 And of rea&s;on quite bereaved,</L>
<L N="3">3 Before is come the Harbinger,</L>
<L N="4">4 <HI>Ju&s;tice</HI> &s;elf at hand is near,</L>
<L N="5">5 And will &s;hew her dreadfull pow'rs</L>
<L N="6">6 E're time &s;pin out many houres;</L>
<L N="7">7 Some hope there &s;eems</L>
<L N="8">8 When I hear the&s;e plea&s;ant dreams.</L>
<PB N="19" REF="22">
<L N="9">9 Nor will <HI>Greeces</HI> nat'rall Father</L>
<L N="10">10 Ever be forgetfull,
<NOTE N="14" PLACE="marg">The Greek Scho|lia&s;t confe&s;|feth this place to contain a hard expre&s;|&s;ion, that the very in&s;trument &s;hould not be unmindfull of that act. But he re&s;olvsit into this meaning, that the very Ax ows Traytours a grudge.</NOTE> neither</L>
<L N="11">11 Th' ancient <HI>Poll-ax Ra&s;or-edg'd</HI></L>
<L N="12">12 <HI>With &s;teel</HI>
<NOTE N="15" PLACE="marg"><P>An&s;werable to this is the <HI>Latine</HI> name <HI>bipennis,</HI> however <HI>Quintilian</HI> devi&s;es &s;ome other fetch. <HI>Simmias</HI> the <HI>Rhodian</HI> hath de&s;cribed the figure of that Ax, wherewith <HI>Ep&ecirc;us</HI> built the <HI>Trojan</HI> hor&s;e. The generation of an Hat|chet, is by the concour&s;e of two circles, contingent in the centre uf a third oequall circle: as in this figure is plain to the eye.</P>
<P><FIGURE>
<FIGDESC>diagram of circle and hatchet</FIGDESC>
</FIGURE></P>
<P>Take a plate of iron infinite, and de&s;cribe in it a circle at adventures, which let A B C be from any point at any di&s;tance: Let the Diameter be drawn, who&s;e extreams let A B be, the Centre D. At the point A, and di&s;tance A D, pare off F D E: Again, at the point B, and di&s;tance B D, pare off G D H, &s;uperfluous cantles of iron, the re&s;idue pre&s;ents you the figure of the double headed Battel-ax. The Helve mu&s;t be drawn thorough the de of the centre D, and proportion'd to the circle A B C.</P></NOTE> <HI>wing on both &s;ides fledg'd,</HI></L>
<L N="13">13 Which with <HI>opprobrious</HI> &s;troke,</L>
<L N="14">14 Off <HI>its Sovereigne took.</HI></L>
<PB N="20" REF="23">
<L N="1">1 And Ir'n hoofd <HI>Erinnys</HI> couching</L>
<L N="2">2 In dread Ambu&s;h is approching,</L>
<L N="3">3 With many a foot, and many a hand,</L>
<L N="4">4 For without or Law or Band</L>
<L N="5">5 In the twice polluted &s;heets,</L>
<L N="6">6 Lawle&s;&s;e &s;he loves combate meets:</L>
<L N="7">7 Wherefore I gue&s;&s;e</L>
<L N="8">8 This dream will, will find &s;ucce&s;&s;e;</L>
<L N="9">9 Both on the Actors and Con&s;enters;</L>
<L N="10">10 <HI>El&s;e all dreams come at adventures,</HI></L>
<L N="11">11 <HI>And no meahing carrie, though</HI></L>
<L N="12">12 <HI>Full of terrour they may &s;how;</HI></L>
<L N="13">13 <HI>And Oracles are tales,</HI></L>
<L N="14">14 <HI>If this vi&s;ion fails.</HI></L>
<L><NOTE N="16" PLACE="marg"><HI>Pelops</HI> won his La|die at the match with her father <HI>Oenomaus</HI> by the deceit of <HI>Myrtill</HI> his chariot|er: For the Father un|der&s;tanding from the O|racle, that his &s;onne in Law &s;hould &s;lay him, propo&s;ed, not to let any one wed her, unle&s;&s;e he over|come his fleet chariot-hor&s;es. <HI>Pelops</HI> arriving at <HI>Pi&s;a,</HI> brib's <HI>Myrtill</HI> to leave out the Axle-pin: So in the way the chariot overthrew, <HI>Oenomaus</HI> fell, and committing the revenge of his treacherous man to his &s;onne, expired. <HI>Pe|lops</HI> having wonne <HI>Hippodamia,</HI> in lieu of reward, ca&s;ts the perfidious <HI>Myr|till</HI> into the <HI>Myrtean</HI> (as the <HI>Greeks</HI> feign, deriving from him that name.</NOTE> O <HI>Pelops!</HI> in ill weather</L>
<L>Thy Coach came hither;</L>
<L>Thou drov'&s;t with an ill hand</L>
<L>To this &s;ame land:</L>
<L>For &s;ince <HI>Myrtill</HI> was laid a&s;leep,</L>
<L>Thrown in the deep,</L>
<L>With cruel ba&s;e reproch</L>
<L>Or'ethrown with's Coach</L>
<L>Embo&s;s'd with beaten gold,</L>
<L>Wo within wo enroll'd,</L>
<L>Hath dogg'd clo&s;e</L>
<L>This &s;ad Hou&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="21" REF="23">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>You now it &s;eems are gadding forth agen,</L>
<L>Now <HI>Egist</HI> is from home, who kept you in,</L>
<L>Le&s;t you abroad your friends &s;hould load with lies.</L>
<L>But now he's out o'th way, you me de&s;pi&s;e.</L>
<L>And many folks you many tales have told,</L>
<L>How I, har&s;h and outragious cruel, hold</L>
<L>You and yours under, doing you great wrong:</L>
<L>No wrong; I give bad words to a bad tongue.</L>
<L>Now for your Father (that's all you pretend</L>
<L>Alwayes) how he by me came to his end.</L>
<L>By me? I know it well, and will it own,</L>
<L><HI>But Ju&s;tice took him off, not I alone;</HI></L>
<L>To whom, if wi&s;e, your helping hand y' had lent:</L>
<L>For this your Father whom you &s;till lament,</L>
<L>Onely of all the <HI>Grecians</HI> mu&s;t proffer</L>
<L>Your &s;i&s;ter to the angry gods to offer,</L>
<L>Having in the begetting her not known</L>
<L>My pangs in a hard labour undergone.</L>
<L>Come on now, &s;atisfie me for who&s;e &s;ake</L>
<L>Offer'd he her. The <HI>Greeks,</HI> you I an&s;wer make.</L>
<L>Now, what had they to do my child to kill?</L>
<L>Or to comply with <HI>Menelaus</HI> will?</L>
<L>Should he &s;lay mine, and look I &s;hould &s;it &s;till?</L>
<L><NOTE N="17" PLACE="marg"><HI>Hermi|one</HI> and <HI>Ni|co&s;tratus</HI> children of <HI>Menclaus</HI> by <HI>Helena.</HI></NOTE> And had not th' other two, more fitting far</L>
<L>Both of them, to be &s;acrific'd then her?</L>
<L>Of father born and mother, for who&s;e &s;ake</L>
<L>They did the expedition undertake:</L>
<L>Or did Death long, and had an eager mind,</L>
<L>On mine to <HI>banquet,</HI> and leave hers behind?</L>
<L>Or did not your ba&s;e father rather this,</L>
<L>Hate her by me, and <HI>Menelaus</HI> lov'd his?</L>
<L>Do's not this Sire the <HI>fool</HI> and <HI>vile</HI> bewray?</L>
<PB N="22" REF="24">
<L>I think he doth, however you &s;ay, Nay.</L>
<L>And the dead, could &s;he &s;peak &s;he would con&s;ent:</L>
<L>I therefore at what's done do not repent:</L>
<L>And if I &s;eem to you to think ami&s;&s;e,</L>
<L><HI>Do well</HI> to load your friends with calumny's.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'l not &s;ay now that I fir&s;t went about,</L>
<L>To move your <HI>heat,</HI> and <HI>drew</HI> this pa&s;&s;ion out:</L>
<L>But if you'l give me leave, I'le tell you true</L>
<L>Of my dead Father, and my &s;i&s;ter too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cly.</SPEAKER>
<L>I give you leave. This <HI>modest</HI> dialect</L>
<L>Still us'd, our <HI>ready</HI> audience might expect.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>I tell you then. Your felf profe&s;&s;e you &s;pilt</L>
<L>My Fathers bloud. A word of blacke&s;t guilt,</L>
<L>Were it by right or not, yet I'le a&s;&s;ert</L>
<L>It was not Right, but Love did you pervert</L>
<L>To that lewd Paramour, with whom y'are nought.</L>
<L>Now ask the Huntre&s;&s;e <HI>Dian,</HI> for who&s;e fault</L>
<L>She in calm <HI>Aulis</HI> &s;taid the <HI>wind-bound</HI> Fleet.</L>
<L>Or I'le reply: for her we cannot meet.</L>
<L>My Father once (as I have heard it talk'd)</L>
<L>Sporting i'th holy Grove, rous'd as he walk'd</L>
<L>A &s;potted, well-brancht Stag, which having kil'd,</L>
<L>And boa&s;ting of't by chance, &s;ome words he &s;pild,</L>
<L>At which <HI>Latona's</HI> daughter took offence,</L>
<L>And &s;top'd the <HI>Greeks,</HI> nor let them &s;tir from thence,</L>
<L>Till he his Child gave her Bea&s;ts recompence.</L>
<L>Thus &s;he was given, nor could the Army come,</L>
<L>On other terms back, or to <HI>Ilium:</HI></L>
<L>So that unwilling, when he could no other,</L>
<L>He offered her, and not to plea&s;e his brother.</L>
<L>But grant it were (as you auerre) to further</L>
<PB N="23" REF="24">
<L>His brother, mu&s;t he therefore merit murder</L>
<L>At your hands to be executed? By what order?</L>
<L>Take heed le&s;t while you make a new-found Law</L>
<L>You on your felf <HI>wo</HI> and <HI>repentance</HI> draw:</L>
<L>For if bloud mu&s;t with bloud <HI>a&s;&s;oyled</HI> be,</L>
<L>Vou mu&s;t die fir&s;t to <HI>&s;eal</HI> your own decree.</L>
<L>But &s;ee if you <HI>coyn</HI> not a vain excu&s;e,</L>
<L>For if you plea&s;e, re&s;olve me why you chu&s;e</L>
<L>Your life in fowl debauchments to abu&s;e,</L>
<L>Which with that Murd'rer lie, with whom together</L>
<L>Plotting before, you made away my Father,</L>
<L>And <HI>gendrest</HI> with him, but us out do&s;t throw,</L>
<L>The <HI>honest</HI> i&s;&s;ue of a <HI>pious</HI> vow.</L>
<L>Can I commend you here? is't your pretence,</L>
<L>This too is for your child to make amends?</L>
<L>Fowl an&s;wer if it be. No law allows</L>
<L>You &s;hould t' avenge a child, a foe e&s;pou&s;e:</L>
<L>Nor may we our <HI>advice</HI> pre&s;ent, but &s;till</L>
<L>Incens'd you cry, our Mother we revile.</L>
<L>But I in your deportment to us find,</L>
<L>More of the Mi&s;tris <HI>har&s;h,</HI> then Mother <HI>kind:</HI></L>
<L>Which lead &s;ad dayes, and old acquaintance date</L>
<L>With woes by you occa&s;ion'd, and your Mate.</L>
<L>But poor <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> now in forreign lands,</L>
<L>That life with which he hardly &s;cap't your hands,</L>
<L>Clo'yd with di&s;tre&s;&s;e, con&s;umes; who~ you complain</L>
<L>I for your executioner maintain.</L>
<L>Which, were I able, be a&s;&s;ur'd I wou'd:</L>
<L>And therefore give it out, if you think good,</L>
<L>That I'me ill natur'd, or unbridled &s;cold,</L>
<L>Or to the depth of impudence am bold:</L>
<L>For if the&s;e vertuous qualities I &s;hew,</L>
<PB N="24" REF="25">
<L>I do not much degenerate from you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;ee her mov'd but whether ju&s;tly &s;o</L>
<L>'Tis not within my Judgements <HI>Verge</HI> to know.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>What Cour&s;e now can I take with her that thus</L>
<L>Is not a&s;ham'd her Mother to abu&s;e?</L>
<L><NOTE N="18" PLACE="marg"><HI>Electra</HI> was proba|bly 28. or 30. yeers old as may be gather d from the of|fices of re|&s;cuing and &s;aving her Brother mentioned in her la|mentation over the Urne that followes.</NOTE> And that at the&s;e years too? &s;eem's &s;he not bent,</L>
<L>For all <HI>bold</HI> mi&s;chiefs a <HI>fit</HI> in&s;trument?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>A&s;&s;ure your &s;elf I feel an inward &s;hame,</L>
<L>How e're you think: I am advis'd, and blame</L>
<L>My Carriage fit nor for the time, nor me.</L>
<L>But your cur&s;t u&s;age and your deeds they be</L>
<L>Malgre my &s;elf me to this pa&s;&s;e have wrought</L>
<L>For by lewd company, lewd tricks are taught.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>O ye Bold Bea&s;t, do I or words of mine</L>
<L>Or my deeds you to talk at large encline?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis you talk &s;o not I: you do the deed,</L>
<L>And Deeds by words are but interpreted.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now by our Lady <HI>Dian,</HI> you &s;hall mourn</L>
<L>For your bold Tongue when <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> do's return.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>See you're enrag'd for all I had your leave</L>
<L>To &s;peak my Mind, nor will attention give.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall not offer then for you in Peace,</L>
<L>Since I con&s;ented to your tongues <HI>relea&s;e.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>You may, you &s;hall; Offer, nor blame my Noy&s;e,</L>
<L>For hear I'll put a period to my Voice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>You that attend take the fruit offerings thence,</L>
<L>That I to th' King may make my Orizens,</L>
<L>To ea&s;e my &s;oul, my &s;oul of it's oppre&s;&s;ing fear</L>
<L><HI>Phoebus</HI> great Pre&s;ident of <HI>Mycens</HI> hear.</L>
<PB N="25" REF="25">
<L>Me &s;oftly pray, for enemy's &s;tand by,</L>
<L>Nor may I &s;peak all out while &s;he is nigh.</L>
<L>Le&s;t &s;he with clamours loud and Mind perver&s;e</L>
<L>An idle tale through all the town di&s;per&s;e,</L>
<L>Thus hear thou: thus my praiers conceald prevent:</L>
<L>The apparitions la&s;t night did pre&s;ent</L>
<L>In both my dreams, <HI>Lycean</HI> King, for the&s;e</L>
<L>If they be lucky, crown them with &s;ucce&s;&s;e</L>
<L>On me; if Ho&s;tile, on my Enemy's:</L>
<L>Nor if &s;ome <HI>ill-affected</HI> &s;hall contrive</L>
<L>My ruine from this hight, do thou connive:</L>
<L>But in &s;afe <HI>Channell</HI> glide my peacefull dayes</L>
<L>Holding the royall Halls and royall Mace.</L>
<L>And with the friends I have may I &s;till re&s;t,</L>
<L>Bathing in ea&s;e, with my dear pledges ble&s;t.</L>
<L>(Bate tho&s;e <HI>Maligne</HI> my peace, and &s;weets infe&s;t)</L>
<L><HI>Lycean Phoebus</HI> to the&s;e prayers lend</L>
<L>An open ear, and a propitious End;</L>
<L>And all things el&s;e, though not expre&s;s'd by me,</L>
<L>Which unto you a god mu&s;t naked be,</L>
<L>For fit it is <HI>Joves</HI> &s;eed &s;hould all things &s;ee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who can enform one, Lady's, I intreat</L>
<L>If this be Royall <HI>Egi&s;ts</HI> Princely &s;eat.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<P>This gentle &s;tranger 'tis: Right is your aim.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<L>At this his Con&s;ort aim I too as nigh?</L>
<L>Her <HI>pre&s;ence</HI> per&s;onates a <HI>Maje&s;tie.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<P>Re&s;olve you this great Lady is the &s;ame.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hail gratious Queen, &s;weet tidings I commend</L>
<L>From one to you and <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> a near Friend.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>Succeed the news, but fir&s;t acquaint me this,</L>
<PB N="26" REF="26">
<L>What Ma&s;ter &s;ent you with the&s;e Emba&s;&s;y's.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Phanot</HI> the <HI>Phoce&s;e.</HI> High concernment 'tis.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>Friend &s;peak it out, you come from a good King,</L>
<L>And a good Me&s;&s;age without doubt you bring.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> death in one word take it all.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Wo to me wretch, this day compleats my fall.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is't? what is't my Friend? her cry's ne're heed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Ore&s;tes,</HI> then and now I &s;ay, is dead.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Lo&s;t and forlorn I am: I am no more.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>Get you about your bu&s;ine&s;&s;e, but kind friend</L>
<L>Tell me the certain <HI>manner</HI> of his end.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'll tell you all: my Journey was there|fore.</L>
<L>Arriv'd at <HI>Greeces</HI> high renowned Came,</L>
<L>To enter in the <HI>Delphick</HI> li&s;ts he came:</L>
<L>Where fir&s;t the cryer with &s;hrill voyce proclaim'd</L>
<L>The race on Foot: This was the foremo&s;t nam'd,</L>
<L>He enters brave: th' amazed Cirque look on,</L>
<L>Nor by his per&s;on was his power out-done.</L>
<L>But fleet he &s;coures the lazy road, and meets</L>
<L>The forward Goal. The Crown his conque&s;t greets</L>
<L>Of many facts, I can relate but few</L>
<L>Who neither his exploits nor Prowe&s;&s;e knew,</L>
<L>Onely take this: When ever race was wag'd,</L>
<L>Or in the
<NOTE N="19" PLACE="marg"><P>There were 5. more eminent <HI>Greek</HI> exerci&s;es, which are reckon'd up in the latter ver&s;e of this Di|&s;tick in the <HI>Greek</HI> Epigrams by <HI>Simonides.</HI></P>
<L><HI>I&s;thmians</HI> and <HI>Pythians Diophon Philo's &s;on,</HI></L>
<L>At Race, Dart, Quoyt, Jumping and Wre&s;tling won.</L></NOTE> five-encounters Men engag'd:</L>
<PB N="27" REF="26">
<L>One from the re&s;t to bear away the Day</L>
<L>Was &s;till cry'd up: An <HI>Argive</HI> as they &s;ay,</L>
<L><HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> nam'd; great <HI>Agamemnons</HI> &s;onne,</L>
<L>Who levy'd the <HI>Greek</HI> ho&s;t of late renown,</L>
<L>Thus farre 'twas &s;o; but if God ray&s;e his arm,</L>
<L>No &s;trength is Heaven-proof to &s;tand the harm.</L>
<L>For he one day when of &s;wift
<NOTE N="20" PLACE="marg">Chario|tery is one of the antiqua|ted Modes of Chivalry. Heretofore as it was us'd in Triumphs &s;o in field-&s;ervice and games. This u&s;e may well go con|joyn'd: For ordinarily publike &s;ports, either by the policy of the Ma|&s;ters, or the propen&s;ion of mens affe|ctions main|tain a re&s;em|blance with the Deeds of Arms, of their re&s;pective Country's. In the field Chariots of Iron &s;ometimes were u&s;ed, &s;o denominated from their hooked Fauchions or Sythes &s;peating out of the Axeltree. Tho&s;e Ammunition Coaches were &s;mall as to hold but two, and light timberd Ours are of a heavie bulk, and alwayes employ'd either for ne|ce&s;&s;ary portation from place to place, or &s;tately oftentation in &s;olemn proce&s;&s;i|ons and Masks.</NOTE> charriot-hor&s;e,</L>
<L>By early Sunne they made a &s;peedy Cour&s;e</L>
<L>Ent'red the Stage with many chariotiers,</L>
<L>An <HI>Achive one:</HI> from <HI>Spartaeone</HI> appears;</L>
<L>Their harne&s;t <HI>Barbary's two Lybians</HI> driv'd,</L>
<L>(And among them he was him&s;elf) <HI>a fifth,</HI></L>
<L>La&s;ht his <HI>The&s;&s;alick</HI> Mares: a <HI>&s;ixth</HI> one jolts</L>
<L>His ratling Coach with bay <HI>Etolian</HI> colts.</L>
<L>The <HI>&s;eventh</HI> a <HI>Magne&s;ian:</HI> In th' <HI>eighth</HI> place,</L>
<L>One with white hor&s;e, an <HI>Enian</HI> by race.</L>
<L>The <HI>ninth</HI> frow <HI>Athens,</HI> heav'n built was come:</L>
<L>La&s;t, a <HI>Boeotian</HI> coach fill'd the tenth room.</L>
<L>Standing where by the lot the Ma&s;ters find,</L>
<L>What rank &s;hould to each chariot be a&s;&s;ign'd,</L>
<L>At brazen Trump they &s;tart, each chiding backs</L>
<L>His &s;lothfull Steeds, the waving rein each &s;hak's:</L>
<L>The plains are <HI>deafned</HI> by the ratling wheels,</L>
<L>And <HI>clouds</HI> of du&s;t ri&s;e from the hor&s;es heels:</L>
<L><HI>Pell Mell</HI> they drive: None &s;pare for &s;ting: while each,</L>
<L>At t' others &s;pokes and panting no&s;trils reach,</L>
<PB N="28" REF="27">
<L>While they put on, the hindmo&s;t Cour&s;er laves</L>
<L>That's <HI>Back,</HI> and that the <HI>Rut</HI> with foamy waves,</L>
<L>But he his outmo&s;t axle alwayes led,</L>
<L>Clo&s;e to the columnes &s;ide, and giving head</L>
<L>To the right forehor&s;e, held his fellow &s;treight:</L>
<L>Still all the <HI>&s;teady</HI> chariots &s;tood upright,</L>
<L>When th' <HI>Enians</HI> hard-mouth'd &s;teeds in furious &s;ort,</L>
<L>Set on a running, and then turning &s;hort,</L>
<L>After the &s;ixth and &s;eventh <HI>&s;tage</HI> complete,</L>
<L>Their foreheads on che
<NOTE N="21" PLACE="marg">That is, <HI>Lybian.</HI></NOTE> <HI>Barcian</HI> Coaches beat,</L>
<L>And as <HI>mi&s;chances never go alone,</HI></L>
<L>One by another's broke and overthrown:</L>
<L>All the <HI>Cri&s;ean</HI> heath did cover'd lie.</L>
<L>With &s;hatter'd <HI>limbs</HI> of <HI>&s;hip-wrackt</HI> Chivalry.</L>
<L>This he of <HI>Athens</HI> &s;hrowd at's rein e&s;pies,</L>
<L>And gently draws a&s;ide, &s;o by there flyes</L>
<L>The harnes'd <HI>Cataract,</HI> tumbling all in heaps.</L>
<L>He drives i'th rear; but &s;till <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> keeps</L>
<L>His hor&s;es la&s;t, relying on the end.</L>
<L>But when he &s;ees him onely left behind,</L>
<L>With a <HI>&s;hrill</HI> la&s;h his nimble &s;teeds revive,</L>
<L>Pur&s;uing &s;wift, and <HI>pole</HI> by <HI>pole</HI> they drive,</L>
<L>Poys'd is the game; and if one overlook,</L>
<L>By t' others foreward head he 's overtook.</L>
<L>Th' unhappy Prince, the&s;e <HI>Po&s;ts</HI> unoverthrown,</L>
<L><HI>&V;pright</HI> in <HI>upright</HI> chariot &s;afe had gone,</L>
<L>When he his left rein &s;lackt, and turning <HI>Pole,</HI></L>
<L>Fell unawares upon the Column foul;</L>
<L>The <HI>Nave</HI> a&s;under &s;plits, and on the Wheels</L>
<L>He <HI>pitches</HI> down, and drags his <HI>hamperd</HI> heels</L>
<PB N="29" REF="27">
<L>I'th following Tire, and as he fell along,</L>
<L>The <HI>plunging</HI> hor&s;es through the champion flong:</L>
<L>But when the ring beheld the &s;weet youth &s;lide</L>
<L>Down from the box, with a &s;hrill &s;hriek they cri'd,</L>
<L><HI>How brave a Prince how bad a fate doth &s;hare!</HI></L>
<L>Dragg'd on the ground, then to&s;&s;ing in the aire</L>
<L>His hurri'd legs, till the kind chariotiers</L>
<L>With much ado &s;topping their mad carriers,</L>
<L>Loo&s;en the bloudy corps, &s;o torn as none</L>
<L>Their friends <HI>disfigured</HI> countenance could own.</L>
<L>Then forth with certain <HI>Phocians</HI> order'd, burn</L>
<L>His limbs; and in a <HI>little</HI> brazen urn,</L>
<L>Conduct the <HI>einders</HI> of that <HI>mighty Name,</HI></L>
<L>That in his <HI>Countrey</HI> he may <HI>buriall claim.</HI></L>
<L>You have it all. Piteous it is to tell:</L>
<L>But had you bin, as we, at th' Spectacle,</L>
<L>In my &s;ight ne're &s;o &s;ad a thing befell.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wo, wo, our ancient Ma&s;ters forward hope</L>
<L>Wholly, it &s;eems, is <HI>Root and Branch stockt up.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>O <HI>Jove!</HI> what's here! is 't Cur&s;edne&s;&s;e or Bli&s;&s;e?</L>
<L>'Tis gain, I grant; yet grievous joy it is,</L>
<L>If mine own &s;orrows mu&s;t my life protect.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why Lady, do's this Me&s;&s;age you deject?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Child-birth is &s;harp,</HI> and though he prove ungrate,</L>
<L>A Mother yet cannot her own <HI>pangs</HI> hate.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<P>We on an <HI>idle</HI> errand come, I &s;ee.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not <HI>idle</HI> neither, how can't <HI>idle</HI> be,</L>
<L>That you of his decea&s;e &s;ure &s;ignes have brought,</L>
<L>Who when he was of mine own <HI>&s;oul</HI> begot,</L>
<L><HI>Revolting</HI> from my dugs and nurture, run</L>
<PB N="30" REF="28">
<L>To forreigne Realms; and &s;ince he fir&s;t was gone,</L>
<L>Ne're &s;aw me, but his Fathers murder charg'd</L>
<L>On me, and cruel threatnings hath enlarg'd;</L>
<L>So that nor day, nor night, my <HI>&s;leeps</HI> were <HI>&s;weet,</HI></L>
<L>But the next houre I lookt my death to meet;</L>
<L>But now this day is my <HI>deliverer</HI></L>
<L>From all my fears of <HI>him,</HI> my fears of <HI>her.</HI></L>
<L>'Twas <HI>&s;he,</HI> a wor&s;e and <HI>inmate</HI> grief I hous'd,</L>
<L>Which <HI>gnaw'd</HI> my bones, and my heart-bloud <HI>carous'd.</HI></L>
<L>But now, our <HI>quiet</HI> dayes, without <HI>annoy</HI></L>
<L>Survive, nor &s;hall her threats <HI>impeach</HI> our joy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wo's me poor wretch! 't is time thy fall to mourn,</L>
<L>My dear <HI>Ore&s;tes,</HI> who art yet a &s;corn</L>
<L>To thy reviling Mother; well is this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, not with <HI>you;</HI> but well with <HI>him</HI> it is.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Give eare, O <HI>Ju&s;tice,</HI> and revenge the dead.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cly.</SPEAKER>
<P>She <HI>hath</HI> given eare aright, &amp; wel decreed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Mock on, for your pro&s;perity now flaunts.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cly.</SPEAKER>
<P>You and <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> ne're will leave the&s;e taunts.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes, we have left, but cannot make you leave</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good &s;tranger, may&s;t thou all reward re|ceive,</L>
<L>That thou ha&s;t freed us from her brawling tone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<P>Well, I am going then, &s;ince that is done.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>By no means, Sir, that thought do's nei|ther &s;uit</L>
<L>With your great Lords <HI>re&s;pect,</HI> nor my <HI>repute:</HI></L>
<L>But enter in, and let her without door,</L>
<PB N="31" REF="28">
<L><HI>Her own</HI> di&s;tre&s;&s;es, and <HI>her friends</HI> deplore
<STAGE N="g" PLACE="marg"><HI>Clytem|ne&s;tra</HI> car|ries the <HI>Tu|tour</HI> off the &s;tage, to en|tertain him in her Court</STAGE>
.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not you mark how <HI>pa&s;sionate,</HI> how <HI>wild</HI></L>
<L>Di&s;tre&s;&s;ed Lady &s;he bewayls her child?</L>
<L>That he <HI>is dead,</HI> and that he <HI>thus</HI> &s;hould <HI>die?</HI></L>
<L>No: &s;he <HI>unnat'rall</HI> laughs. Unhappy I!</L>
<L>I, who <HI>deare Brother,</HI> peri&s;h in thy fall,</L>
<L>While thou ha&s;t <HI>bury'd</HI> at thy <HI>Funerall,</HI></L>
<L>My remnant of <HI>low</HI> hopes to &s;ee the day,</L>
<L>When thy ju&s;t hand full vengeance &s;hould <HI>di&s;play,</HI></L>
<L>A <HI>Fathers death,</HI> and <HI>Si&s;ters wrongs</HI> to pay.</L>
<L>Now where &s;hall I my dolefull foot&s;teps turn,</L>
<L>Who am all de&s;olate, and <HI>twice</HI> forlorn?</L>
<L><HI>Brotherle&s;&s;e Orphan.</HI> Once more to their check</L>
<L>Whom I mo&s;t hate, I mu&s;t &s;ubmit my neck,</L>
<L>My <HI>Fathers Head&s;men</HI> &s;erve. With me is 't well?</L>
<L>But 't is re&s;olv'd, I will no longer dwell</L>
<L>In the&s;e curs'd walls,
<STAGE N="h" PLACE="marg"><HI>Electra</HI> layes her down be|fore the gate.</STAGE> but here before this gate</L>
<L><HI>Laying</HI> me <HI>down,</HI> will fade di&s;con&s;olate,</L>
<L>And let them, if they take this ill within</L>
<L>Kill me, my &s;laughter were a <HI>courteous &s;inne,</HI></L>
<L>To <HI>live</HI> is <HI>pain,</HI> the light I hate to <HI>&s;pinne.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quir.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Where be <HI>Joves</HI> thunders fled,</L>
<L N="2">2 And <HI>Phoebus</HI> burni&s;ht head,</L>
<L N="3">3 If this they eye,</L>
<L N="4">4 Like <HI>&s;tanders by?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="5">5 Ah! wo!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quir.</SPEAKER>
<L N="6">6 Lady, why this lament?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="7">7 Oh!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Quir.</SPEAKER>
<L N="8">8 Be not too vehement.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="9">9 You kill me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="10">10 How?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="11">11 If you with hopes beguil me,</L>
<PB N="32" REF="29">
<L N="12">12 Of tho&s;e whom plain we know,</L>
<L N="13">13 Fled to deaths region below:</L>
<L N="14">14 My <HI>dying</HI> light,</L>
<L N="15">15 You even quench <HI>out-right.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Why th'
<NOTE N="22" PLACE="marg">The <HI>Quire</HI> en|deavours to comfort her by the ex|ample of <HI>Amphiarus</HI> who was in like manner betray'd to death by his wife <HI>E|riphyle.</HI> For he being a footh-&s;ayer fore-knew that if he went to the <HI>Thebane</HI> warre, he &s;hould there die, and hid him&s;elf: But <HI>Adra&s;tus</HI> enticed his wife with the gi|ving her a precious chain, to a di&s;covery of him: And &s;o going again&s;t <HI>Thebes,</HI> with the other Princes, was &s;wallowed up the fir&s;t day, with his coach and foure hor&s;es, by an opening of the earth. Which lewdne&s;&s;e of his mother, <HI>Alcmaeon</HI> being brought up to age, expiated, by executing her.</NOTE> <HI>Argive</HI> Bard I knew,</L>
<L N="2">2 Whom the gold Bracelet &s;lew,</L>
<L N="3">3 Fir&s;t hid in 's cave.</L>
<L N="4">4 And now in 's grave.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El</SPEAKER>
<L N="5">5 Ah! wo!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="6">6 He's Sovereigne of the dead.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="7">7 Oh!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="8">8 Oh truly! for tis &s;ad.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="9">9 He peri&s;ht.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="10">10 Yes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="11">11 True, true: for a friend cheri&s;ht</L>
<L N="12">12 His <HI>Orphan</HI> at 's decea&s;e;</L>
<L N="13">13 But none vouch&s;afes my grief to <HI>ea&s;e:</HI></L>
<L N="14">14 And he that wou'd,</L>
<L N="15">15 Is bla&s;ted in the bud.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Sad Lady you &s;ad things indure.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="2">2 I know't, I know't too &s;ure:</L>
<L N="3">3 Sorrow's crowding, overflowing,</L>
<L N="4">4 Never fading, ever growing.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="5">5 We all bear witne&s;&s;e to your Cry.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="6">O <HI>then</HI> look you no more</L>
<PB N="33" REF="29">
<L N="7">7 <HI>Entice</HI> me to <HI>give o're.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="8">8 What &s;ay you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="8 (cont.)"><NOTE N="23" PLACE="marg">That exploit now comes into her mind, which &s;he afterwards invites her &s;i&s;ter too.</NOTE> Yet I &s;py</L>
<L N="9">9 Helpers be&s;ide,</L>
<L N="10">10 <HI>Hopes of blood royall near ally'd.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 All mortalls death mu&s;t undergo.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="2">2 In cruel <HI>racing</HI> too?</L>
<L N="3">3 As, unhappy, he was <HI>mangled,</HI></L>
<L N="4">4 In the winding <HI>traces</HI> tangled.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="5">5 It was an <HI>un&s;een</HI> mi&s;ery.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="6">6 Yes, for in <HI>forreigne</HI> land,</L>
<L N="7">7 Without my carefull hand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="8">8 Alas now!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="8 (cont.)">He mu&s;t <HI>lie,</HI></L>
<L N="9">9 Nor <HI>buried,</HI></L>
<L N="10">10 Nor with my <HI>tears</HI> upon him <HI>&s;hed.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Wingd</HI> with delight, and by &s;weet plea|&s;ure <HI>chac't,</HI></L>
<L>Quitting all <HI>decent gate,</HI> I hither ha&s;t:</L>
<L>For <HI>joyfull</HI> news I bring, and <HI>&s;ure</HI> repo&s;e</L>
<L>From the long <HI>burden</HI> of your <HI>pre&s;&s;ing</HI> woes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whence can you find a <HI>bal&s;ome</HI> for my heart,</L>
<L>Who&s;e wounds are pa&s;t the <HI>&s;lender</HI> cure of art?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Ore&s;te's</HI> come: take it from me, &amp; know,</L>
<L>'Tis &s;ure as that thou <HI>&s;trangely</HI> eye me now.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Art mad poor wretch: or do&s;t thou this de|&s;igne,</L>
<L>To laugh at <HI>thine own</HI> mi&s;eries and <HI>mine?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, hou&s;hold <HI>Ve&s;ta</HI> help me, as no jeer</L>
<L>I mean at all: but he is certain here.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ah me unhappy! on what <HI>mortals breath</HI></L>
<L>Builds thy <HI>a&s;&s;urance</HI> it's <HI>unerring faith?</HI></L>
</SP>
<PB N="34" REF="30">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chr.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mine &amp; none others <HI>eies</HI> my <HI>authors</HI> were,</L>
<L>Sure &s;ignes I <HI>&s;aw,</HI> and a <HI>true me&s;&s;age</HI> bear.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Poor heart, what &s;urety &s;aw'&s;t thou? from what <HI>aim</HI></L>
<L>Striv'&s;t thou to <HI>fan</HI> my brea&s;ts <HI>expiring</HI> flame?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chr.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now for the gods &s;akes heark, and as you find</L>
<L>Repute me henceforth <HI>&s;ound</HI> or <HI>weak in mind.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Tell</HI> on then, if you plea&s;ure take to <HI>tell.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chr.</SPEAKER>
<L>I will, and nothing that I know conceal.</L>
<L>When I approcht my Fathers ancient &s;tone,</L>
<L>Fre&s;h riv'lets of new milk run trickling down</L>
<L>From th' hillock I de&s;cry: and a &s;weet rownd</L>
<L>Of &s;ev'rall flowers my Fathers a&s;hes crownd.</L>
<L>Seeing I wonder, and I wondring &s;tand</L>
<L>To &s;ee <HI>the Authour,</HI> if he were at hand:</L>
<L>But when I viewd the coa&s;t on all &s;ides clear,</L>
<L>Nearer the tombe I &s;tole: who&s;e brinks appear</L>
<L>Strowd all about with locks of new-&s;horn hair:</L>
<L>Which when, <HI>poore wretch,</HI> I &s;aw, my active thought</L>
<L>A <HI>face</HI> well known unto my <HI>fan&s;ie</HI> brought:</L>
<L>I &s;traight pre&s;ag'd no hand but that alone</L>
<L>Of dear <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> could this office own.</L>
<L>Taking them up, no <HI>bla&s;ting cur&s;e</HI> I band,</L>
<L>But <HI>tears</HI> of <HI>joy</HI> in my warm ey-lids &s;tand;</L>
<L>So that both then, and now, I firmly know,</L>
<L>That the&s;e devotions none but him can &s;how:</L>
<L>For, bating <HI>us,</HI> to <HI>whom</HI> does this pertain?</L>
<L>Now that <HI>my</HI> act 'tis not <HI>I</HI> witne&s;&s;e can;</L>
<L>Nor is it <HI>yours:</HI> for how could you e&s;cape,</L>
<L>Which rue it if but out to Church you <HI>&s;tep?</HI></L>
<PB N="35" REF="30">
<L>Nor does <HI>my mothers</HI> heart delight to act</L>
<L>Such works, nor had &s;he carried it untrack'd.</L>
<L><HI>Orestes</HI> 'tis; the&s;e Honours mu&s;t de&s;igne.</L>
<L>Then, <HI>dear,</HI> courage: Alwayes the <HI>face divine</HI></L>
<L><HI>Views not the &s;ame with the &s;ame con&s;tant &s;hine;</HI></L>
<L>It <HI>yet</HI> hath <HI>frownd</HI> on us, and who can tell,</L>
<L>Whether <HI>this day</HI> much <HI>happine&s;&s;e</HI> may <HI>&s;eal?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Poore fool!</HI> I pitie thee ev'n all the way.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>What's this? rejoyce you not at what I &s;ay?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Thou know&s;t not where thou <HI>&s;tand'&s;t,</HI> nor what's thy <HI>thought.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>How know I not that which mine <HI>eyes</HI> me <HI>taught?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>He</HI>'s dead, <HI>poore wretch,</HI> thy hopes are at an <HI>end,</HI></L>
<L>Of aid <HI>from him,</HI> no more <HI>on him</HI> depend.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>Unhappy me! of whom did you this hear?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Of one which <HI>when</HI> he fell, <HI>him&s;elf</HI> was <HI>near.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>And where is he? amazement &s;trikes my brea&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Bout hou&s;e; <HI>my mothers dear</HI> and welcome gue&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<L>Unhappy me! vvho vvas he then that gave</L>
<L>Tho&s;e lib'rall off rings at my Fathers grave?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am per&s;vvaded &s;ome kind hand hath paid</L>
<L>Tho&s;e &s;ad devotions to <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> &s;hade.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<L>Di&s;tre&s;&s;ed me! but I vvith joy &s;urprizd</L>
<L>Ha&s;tned to bring this vvord, nor once &s;urmizd</L>
<L>In vvhat &s;ad ca&s;e vve are, but coming vievv,</L>
<L><HI>My ancient Bill of care enflamd with new.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thus &s;tands your ca&s;e, but if you'l hear my mind,</L>
<PB N="36" REF="31">
<L>This pre&s;&s;ing <HI>load</HI> of grief you &s;hall <HI>unbind.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>Can I the dead <HI>to life rai&s;e</HI> up <HI>again?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>There's no &s;uch need: I was not &s;ure &s;o vain.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>What other <HI>action</HI> can my <HI>&s;trength</HI> effect?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Dare</HI> but to <HI>move</HI> as I &s;hall you <HI>direct.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why if 't be good, I vvill not come be|hind.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>See, <HI>without pains nothing &s;ucce&s;&s;e can find.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ch.</SPEAKER>
<P>I &s;ee: and vvill contribute too my <HI>All.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Heark then vvhich vvay my re&s;olutions fal.</L>
<L>Our <HI>&s;tore</HI> of friends, you knovv that <HI>none</HI> vve have</L>
<L>But all are &s;vvallovv'd by the rav'nous grave.</L>
<L>And onely vve di&s;tre&s;&s;ed pair &s;urvive.</L>
<L>Novv vvhile I heard my brother vvas alive</L>
<L>And flouri&s;ht, &s;till, one day, my hopes did re&s;t,</L>
<L>He for his <HI>Fathers bloud</HI> vvould make <HI>inque&s;t.</HI></L>
<L>But &s;ince <HI>he</HI>'s gone, <HI>to you</HI> I turn <HI>my eyes,</HI></L>
<L>That vvith your &s;i&s;ter joyning enterpri&s;e,</L>
<L>You &s;hould not novv to <HI>execute</HI> deferre</L>
<L><HI>Egi&s;t</HI> our Fathers executioner:</L>
<L>For nought it boots longer my thoughts to &s;top,</L>
<L>And till vvhen vvill you &s;lug? upon vvhat hope</L>
<L>Not &s;leighted look you? You indeed may moan.</L>
<L>Of your <HI>revenue robd</HI> and <HI>portion:</HI></L>
<L>And you may grieve vvhich to this ancient day</L>
<L><HI>Unbedded</HI> and <HI>unwedded</HI> wear avvay.</L>
<L>Nay, never mu&s;t you look the&s;e joyes to meet:</L>
<L>For think not <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> is &s;o <HI>indi&s;ereet,</HI></L>
<L>To &s;uffer once <HI>your &s;tock</HI> or <HI>mine</HI> to <HI>flouri&s;h,</HI></L>
<L>Which vvere his <HI>open overthrow</HI> to <HI>nouri&s;h.</HI></L>
<L>But if you vvill my earne&s;t coun&s;el tru&s;t,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t to our Fathers and our Brothers du&s;t,</L>
<PB N="37" REF="31">
<L>Perform the Ceremony's of the Dead,</L>
<L>Then as thou'rt <HI>nobly born,</HI> and <HI>nobly bred,</HI></L>
<L><HI>A&s;&s;ert</HI> thy Name, &amp; thou a <HI>Match</HI> &s;halt find</L>
<L>Of <HI>worth,</HI> for <HI>all to vertue are enclin'd.</HI></L>
<L>But as for <HI>fame,</HI> you know not what <HI>re&s;pect,</HI></L>
<L>Obeying me, on us both you reffect.</L>
<L>For who or <HI>Friend</HI> or <HI>Stranger</HI> &s;hall us meet,</L>
<L>But will us with this commendation greet?</L>
<L><HI>Mark Dear Companions tho&s;e two Sisters: tho&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who from the Du&s;t redeem'd their Fathers hou&s;e.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Who when Victorious Trea&s;on highe&s;t flew,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Spar'd not for life, but the bold rebell &s;lew:</HI></L>
<L><HI>The&s;e we mu&s;t love: the&s;e we mu&s;t reverence all:</HI></L>
<L><HI>And for their Spirit at Fea&s;ts and publik Hall,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Receive with Honour Epidemicall.</HI></L>
<L>Thus &s;hall all living us with prai&s;es Crown,</L>
<L>So that nor <HI>Life,</HI> nor <HI>Death</HI> &s;hall want renown.</L>
<L>Wherefore <HI>Dear &s;oul</HI> be rul'd your <HI>Sire</HI> relieve,</L>
<L>A&s;&s;i&s;t <HI>your Brother,</HI> re&s;cue <HI>me</HI> from grief.</L>
<L>Re&s;cue <HI>your &s;elf:</HI> A&s;&s;ur'd of this, <HI>'tis ba&s;e</HI></L>
<L><HI>Well to be born and live in foul di&s;grace.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L>In &s;uch affairs <HI>Advice</HI> were a good Friend,</L>
<L>To <HI>them that Coun&s;ell,</HI> and <HI>them that atend.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now e're &s;he &s;poke, Lady's, had <HI>Vertue</HI> reign'd,</L>
<L>She <HI>Mode&s;ty</HI> had kept which now is <HI>&s;tain'd.</HI></L>
<L>For on what grounds in <HI>desp'rat boldne&s;&s;e</HI> yet</L>
<L><HI>Dre&s;&s;e</HI> you your Heart and fain would me <HI>abet?</HI></L>
<L>Nor count how you are <HI>Woman</HI> born not <HI>Man,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Inferiour</HI> is our <HI>Sex,</HI> and le&s;&s;er can;</L>
<L>Then their Pro&s;perity in <HI>Spring-tides flow'th,</HI></L>
<L>Ours back is <HI>Eb'd</HI> and <HI>parcheth</HI> into <HI>Drouth.</HI></L>
<PB N="38" REF="32">
<L>Who then &s;hall plot to &s;tricke off &s;uch a Head,</L>
<L>And think to carry it unpuni&s;hed?</L>
<L>See then le&s;t Bad enough to Wor&s;e advance;</L>
<L>If any <HI>Ear</HI> on the&s;e our Coun&s;ells <HI>glance.</HI></L>
<L>For nought it helps us, nor our &s;tare amends,</L>
<L>To gain good Names, and come to &s;hameful End<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">.</L>
<L>For Death is not the wor&s;t, but Death to will.</L>
<L>Nor to be able this Will to fulfill.</L>
<L>Now I be&s;eech you e're you <HI>root</HI> us out</L>
<L>At once, and bring your Family to <HI>nought,</HI></L>
<L><HI>A&s;&s;wage</HI> your <HI>heat:</HI> and all which hath been &s;aid;</L>
<L>Un&s;poke, Undone, &s;hall <HI>&s;afely</HI> up be laid.</L>
<L>Onely your Spirit <HI>check,</HI> and learn at length</L>
<L>How <HI>weak</HI> you are, and then <HI>&s;ubmit</HI> to <HI>&s;trength.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L>Be rul'd: <HI>No trea&s;ure Man enjoy's &s;o great</HI></L>
<L><HI>As is a wi&s;e Foreca&s;t, and mind di&s;ere<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">s.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>All this before I look't for: I expected</L>
<L>That all which was <HI>apply'd</HI> &s;hould be <HI>rejected:</HI></L>
<L>But with my Hand this work alone will I</L>
<L>Archieve: nor will we let out coun&s;ells die.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh&mdash;</L>
<L>Would when my Father dy'd your Mind had been</L>
<L>Thus firmly bent; you all had fini&s;h't then.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why then my <HI>will</HI> was <HI>good,</HI> but <HI>lo&s;&s;e</HI> my <HI>wit.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Strive that your wit &s;tand alwayes at that height.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>You then <HI>in&s;truct</HI> me but wil nothing <HI>Aid.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why it will bring us <HI>ruine</HI> if <HI>a&s;&s;ay'd.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>I prai&s;e your wondrous <HI>Wit,</HI> but hate your <HI>fear.</HI></P>
</SP>
<PB N="39" REF="32">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>When you &s;hall thank me for it I'll give ear.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Never expect to find me in that <HI>Note.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Of that Hereafter gives the &s;urer Vote.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away, for <HI>thou</HI> art one wil't nothing <HI>do.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>I would, but <HI>thou</HI> art one wilt nothing <HI>know.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Go tell your Mother the di&s;cour&s;e w'have had.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, Si&s;ter, yet I love you not &s;o bad.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Know you to great <HI>di&s;grace</HI> draw me a&s;ide.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>To no <HI>di&s;grace,</HI> but <HI>wi&s;edom</HI> I you <HI>guide.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>I <HI>follow</HI> mu&s;t what you for <HI>Ju&s;tice</HI> read.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>When you with <HI>Judgement</HI> joyn, then you &s;hall lead.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Pity one &s;peaks &s;o <HI>well,</HI> and &s;peaks &s;o <HI>wide.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right &s;aid you that, to your own &s;peech appli'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;eem I not with <HI>Ju&s;tice</HI> to combine?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes but &s;ometime <HI>Ju&s;tice</HI> with <HI>Harm</HI> may Joyn.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'll never to the&s;e lawes Alleagiance pay.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>But if you <HI>do,</HI> you'l thank me for't one Day.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Yes I <HI>will do,</HI> nor will at all you dread.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is 't true? nor will you &s;econd Coun&s;ell read?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>No: for of Bads, the Wor&s;t Bad Coun&s;ell is.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<P>All I have &s;aid you under&s;tand ami&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Long fixt is this re&s;olve; no &s;udden Motion.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then I am gone, for on my <HI>words attend.</HI></L>
<L><HI>You will</HI> not, nor <HI>can-I</HI> your <HI>works commend.</HI></L>
</SP>
<PB N="40" REF="33">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El</SPEAKER>
<L>Go in: ne're will I be at your devotion,</L>
<L>Though mo&s;t you wi&s;h it; for 'tis fooli&s;h pains,</L>
<L>If we Content pur&s;ue, where none remains.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Chry,</SPEAKER>
<L><STAGE N="i" PLACE="marg">This &s;hee &s;peaks as &s;he is walking away.</STAGE> Why if you think you <HI>are</HI> &s;o, <HI>&s;till</HI> be wi&s;e;</L>
<L>But when you <HI>feel it,</HI> you'll prai&s;e my <HI>Advice.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Why mark vve the vvi&s;e fowl, Above,</L>
<L N="2">2 In Countrey and in Nat'rall love;</L>
<L N="3">3 Where the <HI>Dam</HI> looks to be fed,</L>
<L N="4">4 Of tho&s;e &s;he hath <HI>born</HI> and <HI>bred;</HI></L>
<L N="5">5 Nor do like Tribute pay.</L>
<L N="6">6 But if <HI>Jove</HI> thunder hath,</L>
<L N="7">7 And heavenly <HI>Themis</HI> wrath;</L>
<L N="8">8 They Carry't not Avvay.</L>
<L N="9">9 Fame dovvnvvard &s;pring,</L>
<L N="10">10 And this dolefull Me&s;&s;age ring:</L>
<L N="11">11 In the Dead <HI>Atrida's</HI> hearings</L>
<L N="12">12 Of the&s;e cruell
<NOTE N="24" PLACE="marg">This Metaphor is elegantly put to expre&s;&s;e a Bickering betwixt friends en|gag'd in one common Cau&s;e that &s;hould tread in equal&s;teps, and hear the &s;ame Burden. It is taken from the be&s;t Author of Engli&s;h, our late Sov<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="2 letters">|raign of E|ternall Me|mory, in his Cabinet broke open; pag xxxviii. Numer. to the Queen xxxvii.</NOTE> <HI>interferings,</HI></L>
<L N="1">1 Their Hou&s;e-affairs have long been weak,</L>
<L N="2">2 Their children now in quarrels break:</L>
<L N="3">3 Nor doth long conver&s;e as yet</L>
<L N="4">4 Their Divi&s;ions Umpire &s;et.</L>
<L N="5">5 <HI>Electra</HI> &s;till doth float:</L>
<L N="6">6 Poore &s;he betrayd alone,</L>
<L N="7">7 Alwayes her Sire doth moan,</L>
<L N="8">8 I'th Nightingals &s;ad note:</L>
<L N="9">9 Nor cares for Death;</L>
<L N="10">10 But provides to <HI>morgage</HI> breath,</L>
<L N="11">11 While &s;he tho&s;e <HI>twin-imps</HI> de&s;troyeth.</L>
<L N="12">12 In &s;uch life what Lady joyeth?</L>
<PB N="41" REF="33">
<L N="1">1 None low of means, and high of place,</L>
<L N="2">2 Endure their honours to deba&s;e</L>
<L N="3">3 With &s;corn. <HI>Great Lady, thus</HI></L>
<L N="4">4 <HI>You hard afflictions chu&s;e</HI></L>
<L N="5">5 <HI>Companions of your Age.</HI></L>
<L N="5">5 <HI>Oppo&s;ing Trea&s;ons Rage.</HI></L>
<L N="7">7 <HI>At once with double honour crownd,</HI></L>
<L N="8">8 <HI>A child both wi&s;e and vertuous found.</HI></L>
<L N="1">1 <HI>O may&s;t thou live in wealth and &s;trength</HI></L>
<L N="2">2 <HI>Above thine enemies at length,</HI></L>
<L N="3">3 <HI>More then thou dost Below!</HI></L>
<L N="4">4 <HI>I thee entirely know;</HI></L>
<L N="5">5 <HI>Afflicted thou held&s;t forth</HI></L>
<L N="6">6 <HI>High principles of worth:</HI></L>
<L N="7">7 <HI>Thou alwayes didst for Pilot own</HI></L>
<L N="8">8 <HI>&V;nmoveable Religion.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Have we <HI>Deare Lady's,</HI> been directed right,</L>
<L>And do we on our purpos'd journey hit?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is your &s;earch? and whether your de&s;ire?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>For <HI>Egi&s;t,</HI> where he dwells I long enquire.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<P>You're right, and
<NOTE N="25" PLACE="marg">The <HI>Attick</HI> laws enjoyned to &s;hew a &s;tranger the way: as <HI>Pe|titus</HI> in the la&s;t Chap. And <HI>Buzyges</HI> orderd it to be put into their Commination, that tho&s;e who turned &s;trangers out of their way, &s;hould be cur&s;'d publickly through the ci|ty, among&s;t them that were guilty of other hainous offences.</NOTE> <HI>harmle&s;&s;e</HI> your dire|ctour <HI>&s;ave.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who then to tho&s;e within this errand car|ries,</L>
<L>That here a welcome me&s;&s;age for them tarries?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here 's one. if of her Brother news &s;he have.</P>
</SP>
<PB N="42" REF="34">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Go, Maiden, them within acquaint; At gate</L>
<L>Some men of <HI>Phocia</HI> for <HI>Egist</HI> wait.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Unhappy me! You come not to evince,</L>
<L>The late report we had by certain &s;ignes</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your talk I know not: But &s;ome weigh|ty thing</L>
<L>Touching <HI>Ore&s;tes,</HI> from old <HI>Strophius</HI> bring.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is it friend? I feel a chilling fear.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>We in &s;mall Urn the&s;e Funerall reliques bear</L>
<L>In hand, behold it, of <HI>Ore&s;tes here.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ay wretched me! Now plain before mine eie,</L>
<L>I &s;ee the <HI>weight,</HI> and feel the <HI>mi&s;ery.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>If for <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> you a tear let &s;lide,</L>
<L>Know that this pitcher doth his Body <HI>hide.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Friend, give me leave, for th' gods &s;ake I am bold,</L>
<L>To take this in my hand, if this him hold:</L>
<L>That o're the&s;e a&s;hes I may wail and moan</L>
<L><HI>My &s;elf,</HI> and <HI>all my family</HI> undone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Come reach it her, who e're &s;he be, for &s;ure</L>
<L><HI>I'll will would never this reque&s;t precure:</HI></L>
<L>But or &s;ome <HI>Friend,</HI> or el&s;e in <HI>bloud</HI> &s;he's <HI>neare.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>O thou his monument, who was mo&s;t dear</L>
<L>The <HI>remnant</HI> of <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> &s;oul: how wide</L>
<L>Thy <HI>&s;ettings-forth,</HI> and thy <HI>return's</HI> divide?</L>
<L>For now my hands can poy&s;e thy empty load,</L>
<L>But, child, I &s;ent thee glorious abroad.</L>
<L>Would I had breath'd my la&s;t e're I thee left</L>
<L>To <HI>forreigne</HI> lands, and &s;av'd thy life by <HI>theft!</HI></L>
<PB N="43" REF="34">
<L>Then had&s;t thou with thy Sire that day de&s;troy'd,</L>
<L>As Death <HI>with</HI> Death, &s;o Grave <HI>by</HI> grave enjoy'd.</L>
<L>But now <HI>from home,</HI> and <HI>vagrant</HI> in <HI>&s;trange</HI> coa&s;t,</L>
<L>Without thy <HI>Sister,</HI> thou art <HI>&s;adly</HI> lo&s;t.</L>
<L>Nor did with <HI>tender</HI> hands <HI>unhappy</HI> I,</L>
<L>Thy <HI>loved</HI> cor&s;e in Barhings <HI>purifie:</HI></L>
<L>Nor did I take, as <HI>decent</HI> rites require.</L>
<L>The <HI>dolefull</HI> burden from the <HI>&s;olemn</HI> fire:</L>
<L>But by <HI>strange</HI> hands laid out, thou do&s;t return</L>
<L>The <HI>ea&s;ie</HI> mea&s;ure of a <HI>&s;hallow</HI> Urn.</L>
<L>Wretched me! Oh my feeding thee of old</L>
<L>Now comes to nought! For oft I thee did hold,</L>
<L>Nur&s;ing with pea&s;ant trouble. Thou wert &s;til'd</L>
<L>Not more at all <HI>thy Mothers,</HI> then <HI>my</HI> child.</L>
<L><HI>I</HI> was thy Nur&s;e, not <HI>they within</HI> reputed.</L>
<L>And I thy &s;i&s;ter alwayes <HI>was</HI> &s;aluted.</L>
<L>But all the&s;e comforts in one day are dead,</L>
<L>With thee <HI>expiring:</HI> thou with them art fled.</L>
<L>Thou like a <HI>whirl-wind</HI> ru&s;h'd&s;t: Faln is <HI>my Fa|ther:</HI></L>
<L><HI>I</HI> from thee peri&s;hr: <HI>Thou</HI> de&s;troy'd together.</L>
<L>The <HI>euemy</HI> laughs, and wild with joy doth rant</L>
<L>Thy <HI>Stop-dame-Mother;</HI> which <HI>lewd mi&s;creant</HI></L>
<L>Thou oft to me in private me&s;&s;age &s;ent,</L>
<L>That thou would&s;t bring to <HI>condigne</HI> puni&s;hment.</L>
<L>But all tho&s;e <HI>just</HI> re&s;olves, and <HI>vews</HI> repeated,</L>
<L><HI>Thine,</HI> and <HI>my</HI> angry Angel have defeated,</L>
<L>Which thus to me hath in &s;ad wi&s;e convey'd</L>
<L>For thy <HI>&s;weat Face,</HI> this <HI>dust</HI> and <HI>u&s;ele&s;&s;e &s;hade.</HI></L>
<L>O me! O me!</L>
<L>O Dolefull cor&s;e! Ay! Ay!</L>
<L>O how di&s;mall! Oh me! O me!</L>
<PB N="44" REF="35">
<L>A <HI>journey</HI> took&s;t thou, Deare&s;t, to <HI>my</HI> death,</L>
<L><HI>Thy Si&s;ters</HI> death, O &s;oul more dear then breath.</L>
<L>Wherefore thou <HI>Me to Thee</HI> take in this room,</L>
<L><HI>Nothing to nothing:</HI> &s;o for time to come</L>
<L>I'll lodge with thee Below: for <HI>thou</HI> Above</L>
<L>And <HI>I</HI> did alwayes equall fortunes prove.</L>
<L>And now I <HI>long</HI> thy Death and Urn to &s;hare:</L>
<L>For I perceive not that the dead take care.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Electra,</HI> think a <HI>Mortall Sire</HI> you had,</L>
<L>And <HI>Mortall Brother</HI> too, nor grieve too bad,</L>
<L>For we are <HI>out-law'd</HI> all till Death be <HI>paid.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh! oh! what &s;hall I &s;ay? what &s;trange addre&s;&s;e</L>
<L>Contrive? nor can I longer me &s;uppre&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>What is your grief? what may this lan|guage &s;ound?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is yours <HI>Electra's</HI> vi&s;age &s;o renown'd?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>This is the &s;ame, and in <HI>full grievous</HI> plight.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Alas! how <HI>&s;ad</HI> and <HI>pitifull</HI> a &s;ight!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why <HI>Stranger,</HI> do you thus for me lament?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>O Body <HI>wickedly</HI> and <HI>ba&s;ely</HI> rent!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>I, gentle <HI>Stranger,</HI> am the &s;ame you moan,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>O &s;ad unwedded de&s;olation!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why, <HI>Stranger, look</HI> you thus on me, &amp; &s;igh?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Of all my &s;orrows I ne're knew the tithe.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>How know you that from ought hath <HI>now</HI> been &s;poken?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>In <HI>&s;eeing</HI> you with many troubles broken.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Few of my troubles are <HI>to &s;ight</HI> di&s;clos'd.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>And how can wor&s;e then the&s;e be once <HI>&s;up|pos</HI>'d?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Becau&s;e I &s;till with <HI>murderers</HI> conver&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<PB N="45" REF="35">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Murdrers? of whom? &s;trange grief thou do&s;t rehear&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>My Fathers Murdrers;</HI> and am made their drudge.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>What mortall doth thee to this bondage judge?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>One Mother <HI>cald,</HI> but nothing <HI>Mother-like.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>And by what means? Doth &s;he thee &s;tarve or &s;trike?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Both &s;tarvs and &s;trikes, and all hard u&s;age tries.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>And does no <HI>Helper,</HI> no <HI>Defender</HI> ri&s;e?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>None, and my <HI>One</HI> that was is in your urn.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Poore heart, I pity all along thy turn.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Know you are th' onely He hath done <HI>thus much.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>For I am th'onely He your troubles touch.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>You are not any way to us ally'd?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>I'ld you re&s;olve, might I in the&s;e <HI>confide.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may; with hone&s;t Lady's you conferre,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Let go the Pot then, and the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e heare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>U&s;e me not, <HI>Stranger,</HI> for the gods &s;ake &s;o.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Obey my words and you aright &s;hall go.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Not for all <HI>dears:</HI> rob me not of my trea|&s;ure.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>I can you not excu&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hard is my mea|&s;ure</L>
<L>If I thy du&s;t, <HI>Ore&s;tes,</HI> mu&s;t let go.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Good words. Tho&s;e grones no lawfull war|rant &s;hew.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>No warrant, when I grone for my dead brother?</P>
</SP>
<PB N="46" REF="36">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Tho&s;e words do not become you, but &s;ome other.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Am I &s;o of the deads in&s;eriours?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Inferiour you of none: nor is this yours.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>If this <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> body be, I poy&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Its no <HI>Ore&s;tes,</HI> but a coyn'd device,</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Where then, unhappy, is his tombe indeed?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>No where: For men alive no tombe do need.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;aie&s;t thou man?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>No lie I do contrive.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>And does he breath?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>As &s;ure as I'me alive.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El,</SPEAKER>
<P>You are not he?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>See this my Fathers <HI>Seal,</HI></L>
<L>And lern if I other then truth reveal,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>O deare&s;t fuce!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Deare&s;t I witnes bear.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>O voyce art come?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>No other &s;eek to hear.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>I thee embrace.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>O may&s;t thou <HI>e're</HI> from hence!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Deare&s;t companions, fellow citizens;</L>
<L>Behold <HI>Orestes</HI> by a fiction &s;lain,</L>
<L>And by that fiction &s;afely brought again.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Lady, we &s;ee. And all our grief to heal.</L>
<L>A tear of joy down from our eyes doth &s;teal.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 O Noble&s;t, Noble&s;t Progeny</L>
<L N="2">2 Of the mo&s;t Reverend, to me</L>
<L N="3">3 At length brought back;</L>
<L N="4">4 You come, you find, you &s;ee tho&s;e whom you you lack,</L>
</SP>
<PB N="47" REF="36">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 W'are come: But o're us let &s;till &s;ilence hover.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="2">2 What is the bu&s;ine&s;&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="3">3 <HI>Silence</HI> were be&s;t, le&s;t they within <HI>di&s;|cover.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Now <HI>Dian</HI> aid,</L>
<L N="2">2 Eternall maid,</L>
<L N="3">3 Of that be ne're afraid.</L>
<L N="4">4 While &s;uch a female &s;warm</L>
<L N="5">5 Still in the hou&s;e, <HI>ring</HI> their <HI>alarm.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Beware, for women too can warre a&s;&s;ay:</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 O joyfull day!</L>
<L N="2">2 Thou haft <HI>restord</HI> our light,</L>
<L N="3">3 <HI>Wrapt</HI> up in con&s;tant night,</L>
<L N="4">4 In <HI>one</HI> continu'd We&s;t,</L>
<L N="5">5 So were our hearts di&s;tre&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 I know this too; but <HI>then we</HI> will re|flect</L>
<L N="2">2 On the&s;e affairs, <HI>when &s;ea&s;on</HI> &s;hall direct,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 All time, all time I do repute</L>
<L N="2">2 My pre&s;ent joyfulne&s;&s;e to &s;uit,</L>
<L N="3">3 So ju&s;t, &s;o fit;</L>
<L N="4">4 For never could I <HI>&s;peak</HI> with <HI>freedome</HI> yet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 <HI>There</HI> I con&s;ent. Wherefore now keep it <HI>&s;afer.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="2">2 By what endeauours?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="3">3 By not <HI>enlarging,</HI> while time does not favour.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="48" REF="37">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Upon what fear</L>
<L N="2">2 Now you appear</L>
<L N="3">3 Can I to &s;peak forbear,</L>
<L N="4">4 When unwarn'd, unadvis'd,</L>
<L N="5">5 I &s;ee thee hither come di&s;guis'd?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Thou &s;ee&s;t me when the <HI>Gods</HI> decree'd my way.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Ble&s;t news you &s;ay,</L>
<L N="2">2 Greater then yet I knew,</L>
<L N="3">3 You tell a joy that's new;</L>
<L N="4">4 <HI>If God did guide,</HI> I &s;ay</L>
<L N="5">5 <HI>Au&s;pictous is your way.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Full loth I am to <HI>check</HI> your joy, but <HI>yet</HI></L>
<L N="2">2
<NOTE N="26" PLACE="marg">The 14. following ver&s;es which are full of Female pa&s;|&s;ions, depend upon an un|kindne&s;&s;e which <HI>Ele|ctra</HI> takes at this expre&s;|&s;ion.</NOTE> I fear <HI>to plea&s;ure</HI> you too much <HI>&s;ubmit.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou who did&s;t plea&s;e though held by long demurre</L>
<L>This plea&s;ant voyage to preferre</L>
<L>Me &s;pou&s;e of &s;orrows do not thou&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>What &s;hould I not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not me <HI>di&s;allow</HI></L>
<L>The <HI>plea&s;ure</HI> of thy <HI>pre&s;ence</HI> to declare</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>With others I'ld be angry &s;hould they dare.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>You like me then!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Why &s;hould I o|therwi&s;e</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>O friends a voice</L>
<L>Which I ex&s;pected not I heard,</L>
<L>My anger &s;peechle&s;&s;e was,</L>
<L>And I to cry aloud afeard;</L>
<L>But now I hugge thee; on thy face</L>
<L>A plea&s;ant <HI>&s;hine</HI> doth &s;it</L>
<L>Which I though full of care &s;hould ne're <HI>forget.</HI></L>
</SP>
<PB N="49" REF="37">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>From all <HI>impertinent</HI> di&s;cour&s;es cea&s;e:</L>
<L>Nor teach me that <HI>debancht</HI> my <HI>mother</HI> is;</L>
<L>That <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> all our Fathers <HI>coffers</HI> &s;pends;</L>
<L><HI>Wast's</HI> &s;ome <HI>him&s;elf,</HI> and <HI>&s;hares</HI> &s;ome with his <HI>Friends.</HI></L>
<L>The time would pa&s;&s;e &s;hould we <HI>di&s;cour&s;ing</HI> &s;tand</L>
<L>But what may further the de&s;igne in hand</L>
<L>Tell me, how in an <HI>hid</HI> or <HI>ouvert</HI> way,</L>
<L>My coming may my laughing foes <HI>allay.</HI></L>
<L>And when we enter hold a watchfull eye,</L>
<L>Le&s;t you with <HI>chearfull</HI> looks your Mother &s;py,</L>
<L>But to the t<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">le of grief a grone <HI>let flie:</HI></L>
<L>For, <HI>when our labours have obtain'd the goal,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Then we may laugh and joy without controll.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well Brother, what may make to your <HI>content</HI></L>
<L>Shall be my <HI>care:</HI> for all my joyes I <HI>rent</HI></L>
<L>Deriv'd from you, nor can my <HI>Free-hold</HI> call;</L>
<L>Wherefore I would not, to your grief though <HI>&s;mall.</HI></L>
<L>A <HI>great</HI> advantage reap: For I full ill</L>
<L>Should hearken to my pre&s;ent <HI>Angels</HI> will.</L>
<L>Nor can you otherwi&s;e but know the &s;umme</L>
<L>Of our affairs: How <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> is from home;</L>
<L>But here within my Mother, whom ne're doubt</L>
<L>Le&s;t &s;he my <HI>merry</HI> countenance find out:</L>
<L>For both in ancient <HI>feud</HI> I with her burn;</L>
<L>And &s;eeing the plea&s;ure of your &s;afe return,</L>
<L>To drop my <HI>liquid</HI> joy in plenteous <HI>&s;hower,</HI></L>
<L>Nor ever <HI>will</HI> de&s;i&s;t, nor <HI>have</HI> the <HI>power:</HI></L>
<L>For I have the<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter"> <HI>dead</HI> and <HI>alive</HI> beheld</L>
<L>At <HI>ene</HI> approch, and wonders <HI>reconcil'd:</HI></L>
<PB N="50" REF="38">
<L>So that &s;hould I my <HI>Father</HI> meet <HI>alive,</HI></L>
<L>Faith <HI>una&s;toni&s;ht</HI> to the &s;ight I'ld give:</L>
<L>Wherefore your own way, &s;ince you are arriv'd.</L>
<L>Lead on; for I had this alone archiev'd,</L>
<L>I had not mi&s;s'd what &s;till was in my eye,</L>
<L><HI>Bravely</HI> to <HI>quit my &s;elf,</HI> or <HI>bravely die.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Silence I you advis'd. Some from within</L>
<L>I hear is coming forth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Come,</HI> Strangers, in;</L>
<L>For what you bring, can neither <HI>forth</HI> be kept,</L>
<L>Nor can the taker with <HI>delight</HI> accept.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<L>O Men mo&s;t vain, and of all wit bereft,</L>
<L>What, of your lives have you no value left?</L>
<L>Or have you not of common &s;en&s;e a ta&s;t,</L>
<L>Who do not once conceive how you are plac'd,</L>
<L>Not at the <HI>Brink.</HI> but in wide hazzards <HI>deep!</HI></L>
<L>For had not I light in the hou&s;e to keep</L>
<L>A faithfull ward, into the inmo&s;t room</L>
<L>Before your <HI>per&s;ons,</HI> your <HI>de&s;ignes</HI> had come.</L>
<L>But now a <HI>&s;ure</HI> provi&s;ion I have made:</L>
<L>Wherefore a&s;ide all <HI>long di&s;cour&s;es</HI> laid,</L>
<L>And <HI>dangerous</HI> joy by <HI>lavi&s;h</HI> &s;houts bewrayd,</L>
<L>Enter the hou&s;e: for <HI>perill tracks delay,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And expedition here mu&s;t win the Day.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>How at my entrance are things manag'd there?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<P>Right well: for none will know you who you are.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>You then have of my death reporter been?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut,</SPEAKER>
<P>Know you are <HI>one</HI> of <HI>t' other world</HI> with|in.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>And are they glad thereat? what words are giv'n?</P>
</SP>
<PB N="51" REF="38">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<L>When <HI>all</HI> is <HI>done</HI> I'll an&s;wer: But <HI>untill</HI></L>
<L><HI>All's</HI> there, ev'n that which is not well, is <HI>well.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Brother, I beg, re&s;olve me what's this man?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Know you him not?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Nor yet imagine can.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Know you not whom you gave me in his hands?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Whom? what d' you mean?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who to the <HI>Phocian</HI> lands</L>
<L>Convey'd me &s;ecretly, &s;ent by your order.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El,</SPEAKER>
<L>Is this that man, the onely He of all</L>
<L>Whom I found faithfull at my Fathers fall?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>The &s;ame it is: <HI>examine</HI> me no <HI>further.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>O deare&s;t face! O onely <HI>ran&s;omer</HI></L>
<L>Of <HI>Agamemnons</HI> hou&s;e! how cam&s;t thou here?</L>
<L>Art thou He which from <HI>Death</HI> ha&s;t <HI>him</HI> &s;et free,</L>
<L>And <HI>me</HI> from odious <HI>captivity?</HI></L>
<L><HI>Deare&s;t,</HI> tho&s;e <HI>hands,</HI> and tho&s;e <HI>beloved feet</HI></L>
<L>A &s;weet emba&s;&s;age bear! Nor did I heed</L>
<L>Thy <HI>neere</HI> conver&s;e, nor would&s;t <HI>di&s;clo&s;e;</HI> but flew'&s;t</L>
<L>Me with thy words, when truth mo&s;t dear, thou knew&s;t.</L>
<L><HI>Hail</HI> Father! for methinks I &s;ee my <HI>Father.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hail,</HI> and know, thee mo&s;t of all men together,</L>
<L>In one dayes compa&s;&s;e I did <HI>hate</HI> and <HI>favour.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Tut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Enough: for the&s;e di&s;cour&s;es made at plea|&s;ure,</L>
<L>The <HI>wheeling</HI> Nights, with <HI>equall</HI> Dayes may mea&s;ure:</L>
<L>Which you <HI>Electra</HI> thus &s;hall entertain.</L>
<L>But you that here attend, I tell you plain,</L>
<PB N="52" REF="39">
<L><HI>Now</HI> action fits: <HI>Now</HI> the Queen's all alone.</L>
<L><HI>Now</HI> there's no <HI>man</HI> within: But if you drone</L>
<L>Con&s;ider how <HI>with the&s;e,</HI> and <HI>wi&s;er farre,</HI></L>
<L>Beeing <HI>more then the&s;e,</HI> you mu&s;t engage in War.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Pylade,</HI> this work no further long delay</L>
<L>Requires, but in we with all &s;peed we may.</L>
<L>And let's our <HI>homage</HI> offer to the gods</L>
<L>Which in this entrance take up their abodes.
<STAGE N="k" PLACE="marg"><HI>Pylade</HI> and <HI>Or&ecirc;&s;tes</HI> kneel down and pray. <HI>Electra</HI> kneels down too in the Court of the hou&s;e with them.</STAGE></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L><NOTE N="27" PLACE="marg">Here let it not be thought an impertinen|cie, to annex the&s;e Corollaryes. That fir&s;t as the Heathens &s;catter'd their gods through all high-wayes, and fa&s;tened a devotion upon almo&s;t every ob|ject; &s;o their adorations were not retir'd from publick view. And again, their &s;hrines were ordinarily in the bounds of places, &s;uch as are Borders of Coun|treys, Havens, Corners of &s;treets, and Portals of hou&s;es, by which they par|celd forth the Ubiquity of God, and endeavoured to piece out that Omni|pre&s;ence which exceeds the mea&s;ure of finite capacities, with the raggs of &s;ucce&s;&s;ive &s;hifting of places. A third ob&s;ervation is which follows.</NOTE> Sovereigne <HI>Apollo,</HI> them with favour heare,</L>
<L>And me with them: for I did &s;till appear.</L>
<L>With hand enlarg'd,
<NOTE N="28" PLACE="marg">The comparing this, with her pre&s;ents <HI>Pag.</HI> 18. and her mothers, <HI>Pag.</HI> 24. &s;hews a &s;weet contemplation drawn from the Law of Nature, and entire Rea&s;on, that the mites of a di&s;tre&s;&s;ed innocent are more acceptable, then the Baskets of fruits, the Ba&s;ons of Spies, Gumms and Incen&s;e, the Boxes of Oyls, with flagons of Wine, and all other pompous blandi&s;hments which di&s;&s;embling oppre&s;&s;ours offer.</NOTE> <HI>according</HI> to my <HI>power.</HI></L>
<L>And now, <HI>Lycean</HI> King, I bring my &s;tore,</L>
<L>I <HI>pray,</HI> I <HI>prostrate me,</HI> I <HI>beg.</HI> Combine</L>
<L>Thy aid <HI>propitious</HI> in this great <HI>de&s;igne.</HI></L>
<L>And then the <HI>unbelieving</HI> world &s;hall &s;ee,</L>
<L>What <HI>due</HI> rewards the <HI>gods</HI> to <HI>vice</HI> decree.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 See how <HI>Mars</HI> breathing ho&s;tile blood,</L>
<L N="2">2 Before is ta&s;ting of his food,</L>
<PB N="53" REF="39">
<L N="3">3 And enter'd <HI>rove</HI> within the hou&s;e</L>
<L N="4">4 The <HI>cha&s;ers</HI> of facts <HI>villaxous</HI></L>
<L N="5">5 The <HI>Hounds</HI> below!</L>
<L N="6">6 So that not farre <HI>behind</HI> doth <HI>go</HI></L>
<L N="7">7 That which my mind did long <HI>fore-know.</HI></L>
<L N="1">1 For in the hou&s;e brought from the dead,</L>
<L N="2">2 The Judge in a di&s;gui&s;e doth tread,</L>
<L N="3">3 His Fathers <HI>rich</HI> and <HI>ancient</HI> &s;eat,</L>
<L N="4">4 <HI>Gra&s;ping</HI> in hand his <HI>blade</HI> new <HI>whet:</HI></L>
<L N="5">5 And <HI>Maia's</HI> &s;on,</L>
<L N="6">6 Clo&s;e <HI>Merc'ry</HI> leads them, putting on</L>
<L N="7">7 A my&s;t to th' la&s;t, nor tarry's till <HI>anon.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Lady's mo&s;t dear, The men within di&s;|&s;patch</L>
<L>The bus'ne&s;&s;e, here do you with &s;ilence watch.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<P>How? Now what do they?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>While &s;he do's provide</L>
<L>A cauldron for the dead, they <HI>&s;tand be&s;ide.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<P>And why did you come out?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>To &s;tand a guard,</L>
<L>Le&s;t <HI>Egist</HI> enter in and ne're be heard.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ah! Ah! Wo! the Hou&s;e</L>
<L>Widow'd of Friends, and &s;eiz'd upon by Fiends!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>One cri's within, do you not hear my friends?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qu.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 I a di&s;mall hearing heard,</L>
<L N="2">2 Made unhappy me afeard.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 O me forlorn! <HI>Egi&s;t,</HI> where art thou? gone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="2">2 Look, one cri's out again.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<L>O &s;on! O &s;on!</L>
<L N="3">3 Pity thy <HI>Mother.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>But I'me &s;ure nor <HI>He,</HI></L>
<L N="4">4 Nor <HI>his own Father,</HI> pity'd were by thee.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="54" REF="40">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Wretched City; wretched Hou&s;e,</L>
<L N="2">2 Now the Fate of <HI>old</HI> thine own</L>
<L N="3">3 Thee into wa&s;te ruines throw's</L>
<L N="4">4 Down, Down.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Clyt.</HI></SPEAKER>
<P>Oh! I am &s;tab'd!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Courage and mend your blow.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Clyt.</SPEAKER>
<P>Oh! and again!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Would <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> were &s;o too!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 The Cur&s;es prove. They breath</L>
<L N="2">2 Whom Earth had lodg'd beneath:</L>
<L N="3">3 For he which long ago was dead, now <HI>drains,</HI></L>
<L N="4">4 <HI>Channels</HI> of Blood from out the Murderers <HI>veyns.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 So they come forth, his <HI>Crim&s;on</HI> hand doth <HI>wreak</HI></L>
<L N="2">2 With <HI>Wars oblation;</HI> But I cannot &s;peak</L>
<L N="3">3 <HI>How are things carry'd?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Things with|in are wrought</L>
<L N="4">4 <HI>Well</HI> if <HI>Apollos</HI> wi&s;edom well hath <HI>taught,</HI></L>
<L N="5">5 The <HI>Wretch</HI> is <HI>Dead;</HI> Henceforth all Fear di&s;place,</L>
<L N="6">6 Your Mothers &s;pight ne're &s;hall you more di&s;|grace.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Peace! for I di&s;cover cleare,</L>
<L N="2">2 <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> do's in &s;ight appear.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Lady's, what not retire?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do you perceive</L>
<L N="2">2 The Man at Hand?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>He doth the &s;uburbs leave</L>
<PB N="55" REF="40">
<L N="3">3 With <HI>Jocond</HI> pace &mdash;</L>
<L N="4">4 &mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 In the Hou&s;e: go Ambu&s;h'd &s;it,</L>
<L N="2">2 With all pre&s;ent &s;peedine&s;&s;e:</L>
<L N="3">3 Tho&s;e things hitherto have hit</L>
<L N="4">4 May the&s;e!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 Re&s;t quiet we perform your will.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Then ha&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L N="2">2 I'me lodg'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>My charge be o're the&s;e actions plac'd</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 'Twere be&s;t a while <HI>picquere,</HI></L>
<L N="2">2 And <HI>buzze</HI> into his <HI>ear</HI></L>
<L N="3">3 Some <HI>idle</HI> tale; and <HI>play the fi&s;h,</HI> that &s;o</L>
<L N="4">4 He <HI>unawares</HI> may <HI>ru&s;h</HI> on judgements blow.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Egi&s;t.</SPEAKER>
<L N="1">1 The <HI>Phocian</HI> &s;trangers which of you can &s;hew's</L>
<L N="2">2 Who of <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> death they &s;ay bring news,</L>
<L N="3">3 That he was ca&s;t away i'th <HI>Chariet-wrecks?</HI></L>
<L N="4">4 Can you? or you? or can <HI>you</HI> I mu&s;t ask</L>
<L N="5">5 That were &s;o <HI>fierce</HI> before: for you I take</L>
<L N="6">6 Here mo&s;t <HI>concern'd,</HI> and be&s;t <HI>report</HI> can make.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L><NOTE N="26" PLACE="marg"><HI>Electra</HI> in all heran|&s;wers now onely mocks with a dou|ble meaning play's upon hisignorance to baffle him while things are &s;et in or|der with in.</NOTE> Know it! how &s;hould I le&s;&s;e? or I &s;hould An utter <HI>Alien</HI> to my <HI>deare&s;t grief.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<P>Re&s;olve me where one may the &s;trangers live find</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>Within: for they've met with their Ho&s;tes kind.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<P>And did they &s;ay for <HI>certain</HI> he was <HI>Dead?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>No, (but they <HI>&s;hew'd him too</HI>) <HI>not onely &s;aid.</HI></P>
</SP>
<PB N="56" REF="41">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<P>And may we &s;ee this plain convincing light?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P>You may: <HI>your &s;elf</HI> will <HI>pity</HI> much the <HI>&s;ight.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<P>Much joy thou tell'&s;t me of be&s;ides thy wont.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Encrea&s;e</HI> your <HI>joy</HI> if <HI>this</HI> for joy you count!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<L>Silence I will you, and the Gates unfold,</L>
<L>That <HI>Argives</HI> and <HI>Mycenians</HI> may behold:</L>
<L>That &s;o if any with pre&s;umption &s;pread,</L>
<L>Hath &s;tuff't his Sayles, &s;eeing <HI>the Prince</HI> is dead</L>
<L>He may <HI>my</HI> Curb endure, and henceforth fear</L>
<L>Lea&s;t condemn, his <HI>haughty</HI> Head to rear.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>My duty is perform'd: for I late wit</L>
<L>Have got, and can to power <HI>now</HI> &s;ubmit.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<L><STAGE N="l" PLACE="marg">The Body of &s;lain <HI>Cly|temne&s;tra</HI> is drawn forth vayled into the Stage, re|pre&s;ented to <HI>Egi&s;t</HI> as the Cor&s;e of <HI>O|restes.</HI></STAGE> O <HI>Jove!</HI> A &s;ight I &s;ee with &s;orrow clo'yd,</L>
<L>But whether judgements hand I not decide.</L>
<L>Withdraw the Vayle that even I may &s;hed,</L>
<L>A tear upon my <HI>Kin&s;man</HI> that is dead.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take it <HI>your &s;elf.</HI> 'Tis <HI>not mine</HI> but <HI>your own</HI></L>
<L>To <HI>look upon,</HI> and with kind words to <HI>mean.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg,</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis right, I will: But &s;ome of you 'bout Hou&s;e</L>
<L>Go <HI>Clytemne&s;tra</HI> hither call to us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>She is hard by you; look no further for her.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<P><STAGE N="m" PLACE="marg">He di&s;in|velops it.</STAGE> Oh! what &s;ee I?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>Whom look you on <HI>with horrour?</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<L>What <HI>Men</HI> have me within their <HI>nots en|clos'd</HI></L>
<L>At unawares?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Have you not that <HI>&s;uppos'd,</HI></L>
<L>How you <HI>alive</HI> talk with the <HI>Dead</HI> thus free?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alack, I <HI>take the</HI> word. It cannot <HI>be,</HI></L>
<L>But this <HI>Ore&s;tes</HI> is, who talks with me.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="57" REF="41">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>You <HI>out</HI> &s;o long and &s;uch A <HI>Cunning</HI> Man!</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wretch I am lo&s;t: yet let me <HI>this</HI> obtain</L>
<L>Hear <HI>one</HI> word.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>El.</SPEAKER>
<L>Brother, <HI>do not,</HI> I be&s;eech</L>
<L>Let him <HI>go on,</HI> and <HI>&s;pin</HI> a <HI>teadious</HI> &s;peech.</L>
<L>For wherein is a Dying Man reliev'd</L>
<L>If he one grievous Minute be repriev'd?</L>
<L>But kill him out of <HI>hand,</HI> and being kil'd,</L>
<L>Give him the Bury all of the <HI>open</HI> field</L>
<L>Out of our &s;ight: for onely this will <HI>lo&s;e</HI></L>
<L>The <HI>&s;ad remembrance</HI> of my ancient woes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>Get you in quickly: For you now <HI>Com|mence</HI></L>
<L>An <HI>Execution</HI> and no <HI>defence.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why do you <HI>hale</HI> me in? if this be <HI>fair</HI></L>
<L>Why <HI>lacks</HI> it <HI>Night,</HI> and <HI>dreads</HI> the <HI>open</HI> Air?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Appoint</HI> you not. But to the <HI>Chamber</HI> hy</L>
<L>Where you my Father kil'd and there <HI>Come</HI> die.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is it ordein'd that that <HI>&s;ame</HI> Room mu&s;t &s;ee</L>
<L>The <HI>Pelops</HI> Ills that are, and Are to be.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>It mu&s;t <HI>yours.</HI> I of that give a <HI>&s;hrowd</HI> gue&s;&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<P>Your Fathers <HI>honour</HI> you do not <HI>profe&s;&s;e.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>You much <HI>dispute,</HI> but <HI>go</HI> but &s;lowly on.</L>
<L>Advance.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<P>Go fir&s;t.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<P>No you mu&s;t <HI>lead</HI> the <HI>van.</HI></P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Eg.</SPEAKER>
<P>Shall I not <HI>&s;cape</HI> you.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Or.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t now beware</L>
<L>All <HI>ea&s;e</HI> that you a <HI>bitter</HI> death may &s;hare.</L>
<L>'Twere fit this <HI>Martiall</HI> law did &s;till prevail,</L>
<L>That who &s;o dur&s;t tran&s;gre&s;&s;e the &s;tatutes <HI>pale,</HI></L>
<L>Might <HI>&s;treight</HI> be kild, for <HI>villains</HI> &s;oon would <HI>fail.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Qui.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Atreus &s;eed</HI> how <HI>hard</HI> oppre&s;t,</L>
<L>Art thou <HI>at length</HI> arriv'd at re&s;t</L>
<L>by <HI>this A&s;&s;ay</HI> redre&s;t!</L>
</SP>
<TRAILER>THE END.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="epilogue">
<PB REF="42">
<PB REF="42">
<HEAD>THE EPILOGUE: Shewing the Parallell in two Poems, <HI>THE RET&V;RN,</HI> and <HI>THE REST A&V;RATION, Addre&s;&s;ed to her Highne&s;&s;e,</HI> the Lady ELIZABETH. MDCXLIX.</HEAD>
<DIV2 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="43">
<PB N="1" REF="43">
<HEAD><HI>THE RET&V;RN.</HI> To Her Highne&s;&s;e, the Ladie ELIZABETH.</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>BRight Saint,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<L>Ju&s;t Heaven hath &s;een thy Tears:</L>
<L>Thy Brother on our I&s;les appears.</L>
<L>Reque&s;t and Sorrow now leave off,</L>
<L>When glad Enjoyment &s;ayes, Enough.</L>
<L>Let no &s;ad Thought take from the grace</L>
<L>Of a &s;erene and full-blown Prai&s;e.</L>
<L>Looks over-ca&s;t but ill do &s;uit,</L>
<L>The Royall Stranger to &s;alute.</L>
<L>Honour with mirth now reconciles:</L>
<L>Reject not tho&s;e officious &s;miles</L>
<L>Which hover yet aloof, and &s;eek</L>
<L>To perch upon your lovely cheek.</L>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="poem">
<PB N="2" REF="44">
<OPENER><SALUTE>MADAM,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<LG>
<L>Lift up your plea&s;ant eye,</L>
<L>In yonder Nook &s;its Maje&s;tie.</L>
<L>Our Sov'reigne at that Spot begun</L>
<L>Three Kingdoms ju&s;t Po&s;&s;e&s;sion.</L>
<L>Thus a received Turf doth yield,</L>
<L>Full &s;ei&s;in of its native Field;</L>
<L>And from that &s;treight and di&s;tant &s;phear,</L>
<L>Weighs and directs his free Carier.</L>
<L>As fir&s;t the early point of Day,</L>
<L>Aloof does but the Earth &s;urvey,</L>
<L>But &s;treight the dark profound invades,</L>
<L>And cha&s;es out the flying &s;hades.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>There he debates what ready way,</L>
<L>A glorious Entrance to a&s;say.</L>
<L>The num'rous &s;inners he de&s;cry's</L>
<L>Parted by Seas and Enmiti's.</L>
<L>He &s;ees, and &s;o do the &s;age States,</L>
<L>That as their Fear, their Love abates:</L>
<L>Becau&s;e, though their grim Hor&s;emen tread</L>
<L>Upon the quaking Countreys head;</L>
<PB N="3" REF="44">
<L>Though they our lives hang at their beck,</L>
<L>And a &s;tiff yoke about our neck;</L>
<L>Though they can &s;poil without Con&s;ent,</L>
<L>Yet e're they rule we mu&s;t Indent:</L>
<L>Force can but in a Rape engage,</L>
<L>'T is Choice mu&s;t make it Marriage.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Hence a Conveyance they contrive,</L>
<L>Which mu&s;t on us their Cau&s;e derive:</L>
<L>This mu&s;t attaque, what holds out &s;till,</L>
<L>And is impregnable, the Will.</L>
<L>This mu&s;t enchant our con&s;cious hands,</L>
<L>To &s;lumber in like guilty bands,</L>
<L>While like the froward Miltoni&s;t,</L>
<L>We our old Nuptiall knot untwi&s;t:</L>
<L>And with the hands, late faith did joyn,</L>
<L>This Bill of plain Divorce now &s;igne.</L>
<L>Here their New Kingdom mu&s;t commence,</L>
<L>And Sinne con&s;pire with Con&s;cience.</L>
<L>This &s;pills our Bloud lo&s;t in ju&s;t warrs,</L>
<L>And brands with Shame our hone&s;t Scarrs:</L>
<L>His Fathers murder this commends,</L>
<L>And crowns it with its plotted ends.</L>
<PB N="4" REF="45">
<L>His Sacred Per&s;on this a&s;&s;ayles,</L>
<L>And the dire Regicide entayles.</L>
<L>He, the bold Blank defi'd di&s;cerns,</L>
<L>And Malice but his Laughter earns;</L>
<L>So what they for fre&s;h li&s;ts devi&s;e,</L>
<L>Into their thin &s;hort Kingdome pry's.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Next he the Realm views in all parts</L>
<L>Shut on Him, but the Peoples hearts.</L>
<L>While his approach new warmth doth &s;hed</L>
<L>On tho&s;e De&s;ire had ma&s;&s;acred.</L>
<L>His double Righteou&s;nes all draws</L>
<L>That of Him&s;elf, that of his Cau&s;e:</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>His Per&s;on Signatures pre&s;ents</L>
<L>Where King and Conque&s;t pitch their tents;</L>
<L>Taller, then Palms, who&s;e humble Top,</L>
<L>Do's to his lofty Temples &s;toop.</L>
<L>And pays a tributary Bough;</L>
<L>To bind on his Victorious Brow.</L>
<L>Then Beacons plac'd on Mountains, tho&s;e</L>
<L>Mountains which HER late Prince outgrows</L>
<PB N="5" REF="45">
<L>A valiant Black his Brow doth wear,</L>
<L>Our reverence; but Traytours fear:</L>
<L>His look &s;peaks out, it was de&s;ign'd,</L>
<L>Subjects to conquer, not to find.</L>
<L>Which Heat, le&s;t we &s;hould fear his Ray's,</L>
<L>The Fathers Clemency allay's;</L>
<L>See how our heaving Souls enlarge!</L>
<L>See how fre&s;h Spirits our &s;trength &s;urcharge!</L>
<L>Till in his Banner wrapp'd we prove,</L>
<L>Nothing &s;o &s;trong as loyall Love:</L>
<L>And touch'd from Heaven with holy flame</L>
<L>His Throne we plant, his Foes we tame.</L>
</LG>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 TYPE="poem">
<PB REF="46">
<PB N="7" REF="46">
<HEAD><HI>THE REST A&V;RATION.</HI> To Her &s;aid Highne&s;&s;e,</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>GReat Prince&s;&s;e,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<LG>
<L>Then the Royall Nun,</L>
<L>Shall find her Husband in her Son.</L>
<L>And take, &s;ince mourning weeds mu&s;t cea&s;e</L>
<L>Beauty and Honour for her dre&s;&s;e.</L>
<L>Her love impregnable did &s;tand,</L>
<L>Again&s;t the Sea, again&s;t the Land.</L>
<L>While her Lord griev'd, &s;he &s;corn'd delight,</L>
<L>Companion of his Bed and Flight.</L>
<L>She thought it Dutifull to claim</L>
<L>A Portion in her Husbands &s;hame.</L>
<L>Wherefore our &s;treets when &s;he &s;hall pa&s;&s;e,</L>
<L>Proud Matrons &s;hall empale the wayes:</L>
<L>And as &s;he walks her pious Ey's,</L>
<L>Our ea&s;ie Dames will Catechize.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thy Pri&s;on too &s;hall then fly ope,</L>
<L>And ripe deliverance ki&s;&s;e Hope.</L>
</LG>
<PB N="8" REF="47">
<LG>
<L>Here Thy free &s;ight at large &s;hall rove,</L>
<L>And Thou if but look up Above,</L>
<L>Thy Brother in his Throne &s;halt eye</L>
<L>Burni&s;h't in a full Maje&s;tie.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>About his Seat at each ju&s;t Hand,</L>
<L>A bright Array of Peers &s;hall &s;tand.</L>
<L>Not &s;uch who take up their high Name,</L>
<L>On credit of &s;ome dalliant Dame:</L>
<L>The&s;e in mean Lu&s;ts &s;pend their cheap Age,</L>
<L>Nor ought degen'rate from the Page.</L>
<L>Hence, they at rates low as their wit,</L>
<L>Can their u&s;urped Honour quit.</L>
<L>For though an Apparition gay,</L>
<L>May ruffle in the milky way.</L>
<L>Taking acquaintance with the &s;tar's,</L>
<L>Like one of their familiar Peers:</L>
<L>Nay may rant down the le&s;&s;er fry,</L>
<L>Like Younger Brothers of the sky;</L>
<L>And boa&s;ting of his richer light,</L>
<L>Fir&s;t Cozen to the Sun &s;hould write:</L>
<L>Yet if he &s;hall his Orb re&s;igne;</L>
<L>Shut up his Windows; cea&s;e to &s;hine;</L>
<PB N="9" REF="47">
<L>If his a&s;&s;umed Beauty's &s;moot;</L>
<L>And through the empty Hollow &s;hoot;</L>
<L>Scattering all along the air,</L>
<L>His periwig of yellow hair;</L>
<L>Till he the lower Region plough,</L>
<L>And takes his bed up in a &s;lough:</L>
<L>The Gazer that did late admire</L>
<L>His flagrant robes, and Ti&s;&s;ue fire,</L>
<L>That then the Gallant did reher&s;e</L>
<L>Amid&s;t the &s;parkling Courtiers,</L>
<L>When he perceivs his borrow'd Lamp</L>
<L>With its exhau&s;ted Oyl to damp;</L>
<L>Soon tracks the Cheaters &s;ordid birth</L>
<L>From &s;ome dull Commoner of earth.</L>
<L>This Arm o'th &s;ea of light mi&s;took,</L>
<L>Dry'd up, proves Land-waters and Brook.</L>
<L>Our Lords their own clear line make good,</L>
<L>Mark'd out by loyall Parents blood,</L>
<L>Which the un&s;potted Plumes doth lave,</L>
<L>That on their Crowned Temples wave:</L>
<L>They vouch their True and High Extraction,</L>
<L>By con&s;tant Faith, by noble Action.</L>
</LG>
<PB N="10" REF="48">
<LG>
<L>Then let thy meek Affection bow,</L>
<L>To view and glad our Realm Below.</L>
<L>Here from a Popular bondage freed</L>
<L>The Countrey &s;hall li&s;t up her head;</L>
<L>The Whip and Yoke now under hoof,</L>
<L>She ki&s;sing the &s;o&s;t rein of love,</L>
<L>VVith thankfull mirth aloud &s;hall ring,</L>
<L>Preferr'd to &s;erve her gracious King.</L>
<L>Thou &s;halt one &s;potle&s;&s;e joy behold,</L>
<L>By no allaying &s;igh controll'd.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>Thus mark in Halls of great re&s;ort,</L>
<L>At Pen&s;hur&s;t, or &s;ome Princes Court,</L>
<L>If my Lords angry Gentlemen</L>
<L>(The Upper Hou&s;e of his great train)</L>
<L>Or &s;ome big Steward &s;hall cru&s;h down</L>
<L>His Fellows with perpetuall frown;</L>
<L>The Hou&s;e, becau&s;e he domineers,</L>
<L>And Takes upon him o're his Peers,</L>
<L>Think the Yoke too hard to be born;</L>
<L>Not for the Burden, but the Scorn.</L>
<L>When if the wi&s;er Lady &s;oon</L>
<L>Spy and remove the grief, anon</L>
<PB N="11" REF="48">
<L>You may a chearfull duty &s;ee,</L>
<L>Flit through the bu&s;ie Family.</L>
<L>No Mon&s;ter is &s;o much abhorr'd,</L>
<L>As an Inferiour &s;urly lord.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The Villagers their knees &s;hall bow,</L>
<L>Not aw'd by a &s;tern troopers brow:</L>
<L>As Larks upon their Pe&s;tles &s;quat,</L>
<L>If but one daring Hobby bayt.</L>
<L>Nor &s;hall this Care their gladnes &s;poyl,</L>
<L>How they to be undone mu&s;t toyl.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>The VVealthy Citie &s;hall give thanks</L>
<L>In decent State, and Rev'rend ranks:</L>
<L>Not offring up con&s;trained Rites,</L>
<L>Amid&s;t Church-driven Pro&s;elytes.</L>
<L>No lip a faint Amen &s;hall &s;ay,</L>
<L>VVhile the Recu&s;ant Heart would, Nay.</L>
<L>The Heart who&s;e pen&s;ive &s;trings are wrackt,</L>
<L>VVith &s;tock decay'd, and credit crackt:</L>
<L>For draining taxes more un&s;luce</L>
<L>Their gains, then doth blood-thir&s;ty U&s;e.</L>
<L>VVhile they a thin &s;ub&s;i&s;tence beat,</L>
<L>Manur'd by Perjury and Sweat,</L>
<PB N="12" REF="49">
<L>Tacking a fortune up, untill</L>
<L>Them&s;elves, the la&s;t of VVares they &s;ell,</L>
<L>For un&s;een &s;tarres and Countreys bound,</L>
<L>VVhere no Wi&s;e Parliament is found;</L>
<L>For where the &s;avage Ethiop fries,</L>
<L>No pineond Dragon is &s;o Wi&s;e.</L>
<L>Our welcome Exiles home &s;hall flee:</L>
<L>Our waiting Captives be &s;et free.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>From ob&s;cure Denns, from untrackd Caves</L>
<L>The retir'd Clere &s;hall break their graves:</L>
<L>And from Contempt reformd put on</L>
<L>Glory and re&s;urrection.</L>
<L>The Sons of VVi&s;dome &s;hall relea&s;e</L>
<L>Their patient Spirits into meek peace;</L>
<L>Each rea&s;suming his old Care,</L>
<L>Seated in a becoming Chair;</L>
<L>Hoary their Heads, their Tongue di&s;creet,</L>
<L>Open their Hands, &s;potle&s;&s;e their Feet.</L>
</LG>
<LG>
<L>When thou beholde&s;t this rich Joy,</L>
<L>Emba&s;ed by no &s;ad Alloy;</L>
<L>Then mix thy Note and with one Quire,</L>
<L>Let our free Souls in Prai&s;e a&s;pire.</L>
</LG>
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<ITEM>33. An Itinerary contayning a voyage made through Italy in the yeares 1646, 1647. illu&s;trated with divers Figures of Antiquity, never before pub|li&s;hed, by <HI>John Raymond,</HI> Gent in 12^o</ITEM>
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<ITEM>35 A <HI>Manuall</HI> of private Devotions and Meditations for every day in the week, by the right reverend Father in God, <HI>Lancelet Andrews</HI> late Lord Bi&s;hop of <HI>Winche&s;ter,</HI> in 24^o. newly printed.</ITEM>
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<ITEM>39 A Key to the Key of Scripture, or an expo&s;ition with notes upon the Epi&s;tle to the Romans, the three fir&s;t chapters, by <HI>William Sclater,</HI> Dr. in Divinity and Mini&s;ter of the word of God at <HI>Pitmi&s;ter</HI> in <HI>So|mer&s;et&s;hire,</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>40. Pretious promi&s;es and priviledges of the faith|full, written by <HI>Richard Sibbs,</HI> Dr in Divinity, late Ma&s;ter of <HI>Katharine Hall</HI> in <HI>Cambridge,</HI> and Preacher of <HI>Grayes Inne London,</HI> in 12^o.</ITEM>
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<ITEM>42. Chri&s;ts Teares with his love and affection to|wards Jeru&s;alem, delivered in &s;undry Sermons upon <HI>Luke</HI> 19. <HI>v.</HI> 41, 42. by <HI>Richard Maden,</HI> B.D. Preacher of the Word of God, late of <HI>Magdalen Colledge in Camb.</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>43. Ten Sermons preached upon &s;everall Sundays, and Saints dayes, by <HI>Peter Hau&s;ted</HI> Mr. in Arts, and Curate at <HI>&V;ppingham</HI> in <HI>Rutland, in</HI> 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>44. Eighteen Sermons preached upon the Incar|nation and Nativity of our ble&s;&s;ed Lord and Savi|our Je&s;us Chri&s;t, wherein the greate&s;t my&s;teries of Godlines are unfolded, to the capacity of the Weak|e&s;t Chri&s;tian, by <HI>John Daw&s;on <HI>Own.</HI></HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>45. The Hi&s;tory of the Defenders of the Faith, di&s;|cour&s;ing the &s;tate of Religion in England during
<PB REF="52">the Reign of King <HI>Henry</HI> 8. <HI>Edward</HI> 6. Queen <HI>Mary,</HI> and Queen <HI>Elizabeth.</HI> by <HI>C.L.</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>46. Chri&s;tian Divinity, written by <HI>Edmund Reeve</HI> Batchelour in Divinity, in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>47. The Communion-Book Catechi&s;m expounded by <HI>Edmund Reeve</HI> Batchelour in Divinity, in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>48. The true and ab&s;olute Bi&s;hop, wherein is &s;hew|ed how Chri&s;t is our only Shepheard and Bi&s;hop of our &s;oules, by <HI>Nicholas Darton,</HI> Ma&s;ter in Arts, in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>49. A de&s;cription of the New-born Chri&s;tian, or a lively pattern of the Saint militant, child of God, wrirten by <HI>Nicholas Hunt,</HI> Ma&s;ter in Arts, in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>50. Divine Meditations upon the 91. P&s;alm, and on The Hi&s;tory of <HI>Agag</HI> King of <HI>Amalek,</HI> with an E&s;|&s;ay of Friend&s;hip written by an honourable per&s;on, in 12^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>51. An Hi&s;toricall Anatomy of Chri&s;tian Melan|choly, by <HI>Edmund Gregory. Oxon.</HI> in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>52. <HI>Lazarus</HI> his Re&s;t, a Sermon preached at the Funerall of that pious, learned, and Orthodox Di|vine, Mr. <HI>Ephraim &V;dall,</HI> by <HI>Thomas Reeve,</HI> Batchelour in Divinity, in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>53. The Survey of Man, in a Sermon as it was delivered by Mr. <HI>John Bi&s;hop</HI> at his Fathers funeral, in 4^o. Printed 1652.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>Choice Poems, with excellent Tran&s;lations, and incomparable Comedies and Tragedies, written by &s;everall ingenious Authors.</HEAD>
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<ITEM>54 COmedies and Tragedies written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> never printed before, and now publi&s;hed by the Authors Originall Copies, containing 34 plays, and a Ma&s;que, in Fol.</ITEM>
<ITEM>55. Epigrammata <HI>Thomae Mori</HI> Angli, in 16^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>56. <HI>Fragmenta Aurea,</HI> A Collection of the incom|parable
<PB REF="52">Pieces, written by Sr. <HI>John Suckling</HI> Kt. in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>57. All <HI>Juvenals</HI> 16 Satyrs tran&s;lated by Sr, <HI>Robert Stapylton</HI> wherein is contained a &s;urvey of the man+ners &amp; actions of mankind, with Annotations, in 8^o</ITEM>
<ITEM>58. <HI>Mu&s;aeus</HI> on the loves of <HI>Hero</HI> and <HI>Leander,</HI> with <HI>Leanders</HI> letter to <HI>Hero,</HI> &amp; her an&s;wer, taken out of <HI>Ovid,</HI> with Annotations by Sir <HI>Rob. Stapylton,</HI> in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>59. Poems, &amp;c. written by Mr. <HI>Edward Waller</HI> of <HI>Beconsfield</HI> Esq; in 8^o</ITEM>
<ITEM>60. <HI>Pa&s;tor Fido,</HI> the faithfull Shepheard, a Pa&s;toral, newly tran&s;lated out of the Original, by Mr. <HI>Rich. Fan&s;haw,</HI> E&s;q; in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>61. Poems, with a di&s;covery of the Civil Warres of <HI>Rome</HI> by, Mr. <HI>Richard Fan&s;haw,</HI> E&s;q; in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>62. <HI>Aurora, I&s;menia,</HI> and the Prince, with <HI>Oronta</HI> the Cyprian Virgin, tran&s;lated by <HI>Thomas Stanly</HI> E&s;q; the 2^d Edition corrected and amended, in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>63. <HI>Europa, Cupid</HI> crucified, <HI>Venus</HI> Vigils, with Anno|tations, by <HI>Thomas Stanly,</HI> E&s;q; in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>64. <HI>Medea,</HI> a Tragedy written in Latine by <HI>Lucius Annaeus Seneca,</HI> Engli&s;hed by Mr. <HI>Edward Sherburn</HI> E&s;q; with Annotations, in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>65. <HI>Seneca's</HI> an&s;wer to <HI>Lucilius</HI> his Quaere, why good men &s;uffer misfortunes, &s;eeing there is a Divine providence, tran&s;lated into Engli&s;h ver&s;e by Mr <HI>Ed|ward Sherburn</HI> E&s;q; in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>66. Poems of Mr <HI>John Milton,</HI> with a Ma&s;que pre|&s;ented at <HI>Ludlow</HI> Ca&s;tle before the Earle of <HI>Bridge-water,</HI> then pre&s;ident of <HI>Wales,</HI> in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>67. Poems, &amp;c. with a Ma&s;que called The Triumph of Beauty, by <HI>James Shirley,</HI> Gent. in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>68. Divine Poems, written by <HI>Francis Quarles,</HI> in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>69. The Odes of <HI>Ca&s;imire,</HI> tran&s;lated by Mr. <HI>George Hills</HI> of <HI>Newark,</HI> in 12^o.</ITEM>
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<ITEM>70. Steps to the Temple, Sacred Poems with the Delights of the Mu&s;es upon &s;everal occa&s;ions, by <HI>Ri|chard Cra&s;haw</HI> of Cambridge, in 12^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>71. The Mi&s;tris, or &s;everal Copies of Love ver&s;es written by Mr. <HI>Abraham Cowley,</HI> in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>72. <HI>Arnalte</HI> and <HI>Lucenda,</HI> or the melan|choly Knight, a Poem tran&s;lated by <HI>L. Lau|rence,</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>73. The Sophi&s;ter, a Comedy in 4^o. by Dr. <HI>S.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>74. The Woman-hater, or, the Hungry Gourtier, a Comedy written by <HI>Francis Beau|mont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>75. The Tragedy of <HI>Thierry</HI> King of <HI>France,</HI> and his brother <HI>Theodoret,</HI> written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>76. The Elder Brother, a Comedy written by <HI>Fran. Beaumont,</HI> &amp; <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>77. The Scornfull Lady, a Comedy writ|ten by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>78. <HI>Cupids</HI> Revenge, a Tragedy written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>79. <HI>Mon&s;ieur Thomas,</HI> a Comedy written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>80. The two noble Kin&s;men, a Comedy written by <HI>Francis Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>John Fletcher,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>81. The Tragedy of <HI>Albovine</HI> King of the
<PB REF="53"><HI>Lombards,</HI> written by <HI>William Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>82. The Ju&s;t <HI>Italian,</HI> written by <HI>VVilliam Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>83. The Cruel Brother, a Tragedy written by <HI>William Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>84. The Unfortunate Lovers, a Tragedy written by <HI>VVilliam Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>85. Love and Honor, a Comedy written by <HI>William Davenant,</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>86. Madaga&s;car, with other Poems, written by <HI>William Davenant,</HI> in 12^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>87. The Countrey Captain, and the Varie|tie, two Comedies written by a Per&s;on of Honour, in 12^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>88. The Contention for Honor and Riches, a Ma&s;que written by <HI>James Shirley,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>89. The Triumph of Peace, a Ma&s;que pre|&s;ented by the four honourable Hou&s;es of Inns of Court before the <HI>King,</HI> and <HI>Queens</HI> Maje|&s;ty at <HI>Whitehall,</HI> 1633, written by <HI>James Shir|ley,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>90. The Dutche&s;s of <HI>Malfy,</HI> a Tragedy written by <HI>John Web&s;ter,</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>91. Poems written by Mr. <HI>William Shake|&s;pear,</HI> Gent. in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>92. The Cid, a Tragi-Comedy, tran&s;lated out of French by <HI>Jo&s;eph Rutter,</HI> Gent. in 12^o.</ITEM>
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<ITEM>93. Allarum to Poets by <HI>I. L.</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>94. <HI>Fragmenta Poetica,</HI> or Mi&s;cellanies of Poeticall Mu&s;ings, by <HI>Nich. Murford,</HI> Gent. in 12^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>95. <HI>Hymnus Tobaci Authore</HI> Raphaele Tho|rio, in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>96. <HI>Hymnus Tobaci,</HI> a Poem in Honour of Tobacco, heroically compo&s;ed by <HI>Raphael Thorius,</HI> made Engli&s;h by <HI>Peter Hau&s;ted,</HI> Mr. of Arts <HI>Camb.</HI> newly printed in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>97. The Sophy, a Tragedy written by Mr. <HI>Iohn Denham</HI> E&s;quire.</ITEM>
<ITEM>98. Coopers Hill, a Poem written by Mr. <HI>Iohn Denham</HI> E&s;q; The &s;econd Edition in 4^o. with Additions.</ITEM>
<ITEM>99. Poems, with a Ma&s;que, by <HI>Thomas Ca|rew</HI> E&s;quire, Gentleman of the Privy Cham|ber to his late Maje&s;ty, revived and inlarged with Additions. in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>100. Comedies and Tragedies, with other excellent Poems, by Mr. <HI>William Cartwright,</HI> late Student of Chri&s;t-Church in <HI>Oxford,</HI> and Proctor of the Univer&s;ity. The Ayres and Songs &s;et by Mr. <HI>Henry Laws</HI> &s;ervant to his late Maje&s;ty in his publick and private Mu|&s;ick, newly printed in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>101. <HI>Clara&s;tolla,</HI> with other occa&s;ionall Poems, Elegies, Epigrams and Satyrs, written by <HI>R. Heath,</HI> E&s;q; in 12^o.</ITEM>
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<ITEM>102. <HI>Olor I&s;canus,</HI> a Collection of &s;ome &s;e|lect Poems, and Tran&s;lations, written by Mr. <HI>Henry Vaughan</HI> Siluri&s;t, newly printed in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>103. The Academy of Complements, wherein Ladies, Gentlewomen, Scholars, and Strangers may accommodate their Courtly practi&s;e, with Gentile Ceremonies, Comple|mentall, Amorous, high Expre&s;&s;ions, and Forms of &s;peaking, or writing of Letters, mo&s;t in fa&s;hion, with Additions of many witty Poems, &amp; plea&s;ant new Songs, newly printed.</ITEM>
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<HEAD>Books newly printed this pre&s;ent year for <HI>Humphrey Mo&s;eley.</HI></HEAD>
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<ITEM>104. THe P&s;alms of <HI>David</HI> from the new Tran&s;lation of the Bible, turned into Metre, to be &s;ung after the old Tunes u&s;ed in the Churches, by the Right Reverend Father in God, <HI>Henry King</HI> Bi&s;hop of <HI>Chiche|&s;ter,</HI> in 12^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>105. The Life of the mo&s;t Learned Father <HI>Paul,</HI> Author of the Hi&s;tory of the Council of <HI>Trent,</HI> tran&s;lated out of <HI>Italian</HI> by a per&s;on of Quality, in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>106. Choice Mu&s;ick for three Voices, and a Thorough Ba&s;e, compo&s;ed by Mr. <HI>Henry,</HI> and Mr. <HI>William Lawes,</HI> brothers, and &s;ervants to
<PB REF="55">his late Maje&s;ty; with divers Elegies &s;et in Mu&s;ick by &s;everall Friends upon the death of Mr. <HI>William Lawes,</HI> in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>107. Artificiall Arithmetick, containing the Quinte&s;&s;ence of the Golden Rule, the true valuation of all Annuities, al&s;o to finde the di&s;tance at one &s;tation; an Art never till now publi&s;hed; u&s;eful for Gunners, Seamen, and Surveyors, by <HI>Rob. Jager,</HI> Gent. in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>108. <HI>Ca&s;&s;andra,</HI> the fam'd Romance, the three fir&s;t Books written originally in French, &amp; now elegantly rendred into Engli&s;h by the right honorable the Lord <HI>George Digby,</HI> in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>109. The Hi&s;tory of <HI>Philoxipes</HI> and <HI>Pol<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">crite,</HI> taken out of <HI>Artamene,</HI> or the Grand <HI>Cyrus;</HI> made Engli&s;h by an honorable Per&s;on, in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>110. The Hi&s;tory of <HI>Don Feni&s;e,</HI> a new Ro|mance, written in Spani&s;h by <HI>Franci&s;co de las-Coveras,</HI> treating the Severall effects of Love, and Fortune, Engli&s;hed by a Per&s;on of Ho|nour, in 8^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>111. <HI>La Stratonica,</HI> or the unfortunate Queen, a new Romance, written in Italian, and now Engli&s;hed by <HI>I. B.</HI> Gent. in 4^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>112. <HI>Ibrahim,</HI> or the <HI>Illu&s;trious Ba&s;&s;a,</HI> an Excellent new Romance, the Whole Work in four parts, written in <HI>French</HI> by Moun&s;ier <HI>de Scudery,</HI> and now Engli&s;hed by <HI>Henry C<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">|gan.</HI> Gent. in Fol.</ITEM>
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<ITEM>113. <HI>Ca&s;&s;andra,</HI> the fam'd Romance, the whole Work in five parts, written originally in <HI>French,</HI> and now Elegantly rendred into Engli&s;h by a Per&s;on of quality, in Fol.</ITEM>
<ITEM>114. <HI>Cleopatra,</HI> a new Romance, written in <HI>French</HI> by the Fam'd Author of <HI>Ca&s;sandra,</HI> and now Engli&s;hed by a Gen. of the Inner Temple</ITEM>
<ITEM>115. The Wild-Goo&s;e-Cha&s;e, a Comedy written by <HI>Fran. Beaumont</HI> &amp; <HI>I. Fletcher,</HI> Gent.</ITEM>
<ITEM>116. The Widow, a Comedy written by <HI>Een. John&s;on, Iohn Fletcher,</HI> &amp; <HI>Thomas Midleton.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>117. The Soveraignty of the Briti&s;h Seas, written by that learned Knight Sir <HI>John Bo|roughes</HI> Keeper of the Records in the <HI>Tower.</HI></ITEM>
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<HEAD>Books printed this Tearm for <HI>Humphrey Mo&s;eley.</HI></HEAD>
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<ITEM>118. Poems and tran&s;lations, the Com|pleat Workes of <HI>Thomas Stanley</HI> E&s;quire, in 8^o. 1653.</ITEM>
<ITEM>119. Herodian of <HI>Alexandria</HI> his Imperial Hi&s;tory of twenty Roman <HI>Cae&s;ars</HI> and <HI>Empe|rors</HI> of his time, fir&s;t written in <HI>Greek,</HI> now converted into an Heroick Poem by <HI>C. B. Stapleton</HI> in 4^o. 1653.</ITEM>
<ITEM>120. <HI>Grammatica Burle&s;a,</HI> or a new Engli&s;h Grammer, made plain and ea&s;ie for Teacher and Scholar, compo&s;ed by <HI>Edward Burles</HI> Mr. of Arts and School-ma&s;ter at <HI>Ea&s;t-Acton</HI> in Midle&s;ex, in 12^o. 1653.</ITEM>
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<ITEM>121. <HI>Sions Pro&s;pect</HI> in its fir&s;t view, pre&s;en|ted in a Summary of Divine truths, con&s;en|ting with the faith profe&s;&s;ed by the <HI>Church</HI> of <HI>England,</HI> confirmed from Scripture and Rea&s;on, compo&s;ed by Mr. <HI>Ro. Mo&s;&s;om</HI> Mini&s;ter.</ITEM>
<ITEM>122. <HI>Quae&s;tio Quodlibetica,</HI> or a di&s;cour&s;e whether it be lawfull to take <HI>&V;&s;e</HI> for <HI>Money,</HI> by <HI>R. F.</HI> Knight in 12^o. 1653.</ITEM>
<ITEM>123. Hi&s;torical Relations of the Vnited Pro|vinces of <HI>Flanders,</HI> written in <HI>Italian</HI> by <HI>Car|dinall Bentivoglio,</HI> and now rendred into Eng|li&s;h by the Right Honorable <HI>Henry</HI> Earl of <HI>Monmouth,</HI> in Fol. 1653.</ITEM>
<ITEM>124. Choice Novels and Amorous <HI>Tales,</HI> written by the mo&s;t refined witts of <HI>Italy,</HI> newly tran&s;lated into Engli&s;h by a Per&s;on of Quality, in 8^o. 1653.</ITEM>
<ITEM>125. <HI>Ni&s;&s;ena,</HI> an excellent new Romance, written Orignally in <HI>Italian,</HI> and now Eng|li&s;hed by an Honorable Per&s;on, in 8^o. 1653.</ITEM>
<ITEM>126. The Changeling, written by <HI>Thomas Middleton</HI> and <HI>W. Rowley,</HI> Gent. in 4^o. 1653.</ITEM>
<ITEM>127. Paradoxes, Problems, Characters &amp;c. by Dr. <HI>Donne</HI> D. of St. <HI>Paul's,</HI> to which is added a Book of Epigrams, written in Latin by the &s;ame Author; tran&s;lated by <HI>Ja&s;per Main D. D.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>128. <HI>Ignatius</HI> his Conclave a Satyr written by Dr. <HI>Donne</HI> Dean of St <HI>Paules.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>129. E&s;&s;ayes in Divinity by Dr. <HI>Donne</HI> D. of St. <HI>Paul's,</HI> before he entred into <HI>holy Orders.</HI></ITEM>
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<HEAD>The&s;e Books I have now in the Pre&s;&s;e, ready to come forth.</HEAD>
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<ITEM>130. Six new Playes, <HI>viz.</HI>
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<ITEM>The BROTHERS.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The SISTERS.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The DOUBTFULL HEIR.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The IMPOSTURE.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The CARDINALL.</ITEM>
<ITEM>The COURT SECRET.</ITEM>
</LIST> By <HI>James Shirley,</HI> Gent. in 8^o. Being all that ever the Author made for the Private hou&s;e in <HI>Black-Fryers.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>131. The Sinners Teares in Meditations and Prayers, by <HI>Thomas Fettiplace</HI> of <HI>Peterhou&s;e Cam<GAP DESC="illegible" EXTENT="1 letter">.</HI> in 12^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>132. The Naturall and experimentall <HI>Hi|&s;tory</HI> of <HI>Winds</HI> written in Latine by the right Honorable <HI>Francis Lord Verulam Vi&s;count St. Alban,</HI> tran&s;lated into Engli&s;h by an admirer of the learned Author, in 12^o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>133. The Card of Court&s;hip, or the Lan|grees, Sexes, and Conditions, in 12^o. 1653. guage of Love, fitted to the Humors of all De-</ITEM>
<ITEM>134. <HI>Renatus des Cartes's</HI> Excellent Compen|dium of Mu&s;ick with Nece&s;&s;ary and Judici|ous Animadver&s;ions Thereupon by a Per&s;on of Honor, <HI>Illu&s;trated with divers figures.</HI> 1653.</ITEM>
<ITEM>135. Naturall &amp; divine Contemplations of the Pa&s;&s;ions and facultyes of the &s;oul of man in three books, written by <HI>Nicholas, Mo&s;ley</HI> E&s;q;</ITEM>
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<HEAD>The&s;e Bookes I doe purpo&s;e to Print very Speedily.</HEAD>
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<ITEM>136. THe Hi&s;tory of the Warres of the Emperour <HI>Iu&s;tinian</HI> with the <HI>Per&s;i|ans, Goths,</HI> and <HI>Vandalls,</HI> written in Greek by <HI>Procopius</HI> of <HI>Cae&s;area,</HI> in eight books, tran&s;la|ted into Engli&s;h by Sir <HI>Henry Holtcraft,</HI> Kt.</ITEM>
<ITEM>137. The Hi&s;tory of the Kingdome of <HI>Na|ples,</HI> with a large and exact De&s;cription of the Scituation, Quality, &amp; nature of the Country, the Manners and Conditions of the People, with the famous Antiquityes, and the worthy men that have lived therein, &amp;c. Compo&s;ed by the mo&s;t Elaborate care of <HI>Samp&s;on Len|nard,</HI> E&s;quier.</ITEM>
<ITEM>138. <HI>Poemata Graeca &amp; Latina, &agrave; Gulielmo Cartwright, &egrave;</HI> C. C. <HI>Oxon.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>139. <HI>Le Chemin Abrege,</HI> or a Di&s;cour&s;e for the attaining of Sciences in a &s;hort time, with the Statutes of the <HI>Academy</HI> of the <HI>Cardinall Richelieu,</HI> tran&s;lated out of French.</ITEM>
<ITEM>140. The Secretary in <HI>Fa&s;hion,</HI> or a Com|pendious and refined way of Expre&s;&s;ion in all manner of <HI>Letters,</HI> compo&s;ed in <HI>French</HI> by <HI>P. Sr. de la Serre</HI> augmented with in&s;tructions how to write Letters, moreover a Collection of 26 <HI>Choice moral Letters,</HI> written by the mo&s;t <HI>refined wits</HI> of this <HI>age,</HI> al&s;o the Complements of the <HI>French tongue</HI> newly tran&s;lated into <HI>En|gli&s;h</HI> by a Per&s;on of Quality.</ITEM>
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