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<DIV1 TYPE="title page">
<PB REF="1">
<P>THE CARDINAL, A TRAGEDIE, AS It was acted at the private Hou&s;e IN <HI>BLACK FRYERS,</HI> WRITTEN By JAMES SHIRLEY.</P>
<P>Not Printed before.</P>
<P><HI>LONDON,</HI> Printed for <HI>Humphrey Robin&s;on</HI> at the Pigeons, and <HI>Humphrey Mo&s;eley</HI> at the Arms in St. <HI>Paul</HI>'s Church-yard. 1652.</P>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dedication">
<PB REF="2">
<PB REF="2">
<HEAD>To my worthily honored Friend <HI>G. B.</HI> E&s;q</HEAD>
<OPENER><SALUTE>SIR,</SALUTE></OPENER>
<P><HI>I</HI> Did &s;uffer at the fir&s;t &s;ome contention with|in me, and looking upon my &s;elf, was inclined to &s;tifle my ambitious thoughts in this Dedi|cation; but when &s;ome time, and a happy con|ver&s;ation, had preferred me to more acquaintance with you, (which was more argument to me, than the fame I had heard of your reputation, with the most temperate and ingenious men) I found you not only an excellent Judge, but a good Man: at this my modesty took full encouragement, to make this offering, which as I conceive to be the be&s;t of my flock, I knew not a better Altar whereon to make it a &s;acrifice, with this prote&s;tation, that it comes (and that is it only, which makes all devoti|ons
<PB REF="3">acceptable) from the heart, and your candid acceptance will bind me with all my &s;ervices, and remembrance, to merit a reception with you, in the quality and honour of,</P>
<CLOSER><SALUTE>Sir,</SALUTE>
<SIGNED>Your mo&s;t humble devoted Servant, <HI>JA. SHIRLEY</HI></SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="prologue">
<PB REF="3">
<HEAD>Prologue.</HEAD>
<LG>
<L>THe Cardinal, cau&s;e we expre&s;s no &s;cene,</L>
<L>We doe believe mo&s;t of you Gentlemen</L>
<L>Are at this hour in <HI>France,</HI> and bu&s;ie there,</L>
<L>Though you vouch&s;afe to lend your bodies here;</L>
<L>But keep your fancy active, till you know</L>
<L>By th' progre&s;s of our Play, 'tis nothing &s;o;</L>
<L>A Poets art is to lead on your thought</L>
<L>Through &s;ubtle paths and workings of a plot,</L>
<L>And where your expectation does not thrive,</L>
<L>If things fall better, yet you may forgive;</L>
<L>I will &s;ay nothing po&s;itive, you may</L>
<L>Think what you plea&s;e, we call it but a Play,</L>
<L>Whether the comick Mu&s;e, or Ladies love,</L>
<L>Romance, or direfull Tragedy it prove,</L>
<L>The Bill determines not; and would you be</L>
<L>Per&s;waded, I would have't a Comedie,</L>
<L>For all the purple in the name, and &s;tate</L>
<L>Of him that owns it; but 'tis left to fate;</L>
<L>Yet I will tell you e'r you &s;ee it plaid,</L>
<L>What the Author, and he blu&s;ht too, when he &s;aid</L>
<L>(Comparing with his own for 't had been pride</L>
<L>He thought, to build his wit a Pyramyde.</L>
<L>Vpon anothers wounded Fame,) this Play</L>
<L>Might rivall with his be&s;t, and dar'd to &s;ay</L>
<L>Troth I am out; he &s;aid no more; you then,</L>
<L>When'ts done, may &s;ay your plea&s;ures Gentlemen.</L>
</LG>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="encomium">
<PB REF="4">
<HEAD>To the &s;urviving Honour and Ornament of the Engli&s;h Scene, <HI>Iames Shirley.</HI></HEAD>
<LG>
<L>AS Fate, which doth all human matters &s;way,</L>
<L>Makes produe&s;t things grow up into decay;</L>
<L>And when they are to envyed greatne&s;s grown,</L>
<L>She wantonly falls off, and throws them down:</L>
<L>So, when our Engli&s;h Dramma was at hight,</L>
<L>And &s;hin'd, and rul'd with Maje&s;ty and might,</L>
<L>A &s;udden whirlwind threw it from it &s;eat,</L>
<L>Deflowr'd the Groves, and quench'd the Mu&s;es heat.</L>
<L>Yet as in Saints, and Martyr'd bodies, when</L>
<L>They cannot call their ble&s;&s;ed Souls agen</L>
<L>To earth; Reliques, and a&s;hes men pre&s;erve,</L>
<L>And think they do, but what, ble&s;t they de&s;erve:</L>
<L>So I, by my devotion led, a&s;pire</L>
<L>To keep alive your noble Ve&s;tal fire,</L>
<L>Honour this piece, which &s;hews, Sir, you have been</L>
<L>The la&s;t &s;upporter of the dying Scene;</L>
<L>And though I do not tell you, how you dre&s;s</L>
<L>Virtue in gloryes, and bold vice depre&s;s;</L>
<L>Nor celebrate your lovely Dutche&s;s fall,</L>
<L>Or the ju&s;t ruine of your Cardinal;</L>
<L>Yet this I dare a&s;&s;ert, when men have nam'd</L>
<L><HI>Iohn&s;on</HI> (the Nations Laureat,) the fam'd</L>
<L><HI>Beaumont,</HI> and <HI>Fletcher,</HI> he, that wo'not &s;ee</L>
<L><HI>Shirley,</HI> the fourth, mu&s;t forfeit his be&s;t ey.</L>
</LG>
<CLOSER><SIGNED>HALL.</SIGNED></CLOSER>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="dramatis personae">
<PB REF="4">
<PB REF="5">
<HEAD>Per&s;ons.</HEAD>
<LIST>
<ITEM><HI>KIng of</HI> Navarre.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Cardinal.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Columbo, <HI>the Cardinals Nephew.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Alvarez.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Hernando, <HI>a Colonel.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Alphon&s;o.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Lords.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Secretary <HI>to the Dutche&s;s.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Colonels</ITEM>
<ITEM>Antonelli, <HI>the Cardinals Servant.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Surgion.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Guard.</ITEM>
<ITEM>Attendants, &amp;c.</ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Dutche&s;s</HI> Ro&s;aura&punc;</ITEM>
<ITEM>Valeria, <HI>Ladies.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Celinda, <HI>Ladies.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM>Placentia, <HI>a Lady that waits upon the Dutche&s;s.</HI></ITEM>
</LIST>
<P><HI>Scene Navarre.</HI></P>
</DIV1>
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<DIV1 TYPE="play">
<PB N="1" REF="5">
<HEAD>THE CARDINAL.</HEAD>
<DIV2 N="1" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT I.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter two Lords (at one door) Secretary (at the other.)</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lord.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>_WHo is that?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>The Dutche&s;s Secretary.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Signior.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Secr.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your Lord&s;hips Servant.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>How does her Grace &s;ince &s;he left her mourning</L>
<L>For the young Duke <HI>Mendoza,</HI> who&s;e timele&s;s death</L>
<L>At Sea, left her a Virgin and a Widdow?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Shee's now inclining to a &s;econd Bride,</L>
<L>When is the day of mighty mariage</L>
<L>To our great Cardinals Nephew, <HI>Don Columbo?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Secr.</SPEAKER>
<L>When they agree; they wo'not &s;teal to Church,</L>
<L>I gue&s;s the ceremonies will be loud, and publick.</L>
<L>Your Lord&s;hips will excu&s;e me.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>When they agree? alas poor Lady, &s;he</L>
<L>Dotes not upon <HI>Columbo,</HI> when &s;he thinks</L>
<L>Of the young Count <HI>D'Alvarez,</HI> divorc'd from her</L>
<L>By the Kings power.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>And Coun&s;ell of the Cardinal to advance</L>
<L>His Nephew to the Dutche&s;s bed; 'tis not well.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Take heed, the Cardinal holds intelligence</L>
<PB REF="6">
<L>With every bird i'th' air.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Death on his purple pride,</L>
<L>He governs all, and yet, <HI>Columbo</HI> is</L>
<L>A gallant Gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>The darling of the War, whom Victory</L>
<L>Hath often courted; a man of daring</L>
<L>And mo&s;t exalted &s;pirit, pride in him</L>
<L>Dwels like an ornament, where &s;o much honour</L>
<L>Secures his prai&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>This is no argument</L>
<L>He &s;hould u&s;urp, and wear <HI>Alvarez</HI> title</L>
<L>To the fair Dutche&s;s, men of coar&s;er blood</L>
<L>Would not &s;o tamely give this trea&s;ure up.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Although <HI>Columbos</HI> name is great in war,</L>
<L>Who&s;e glorious art and practice is above</L>
<L>The greatne&s;s of <HI>Alvarez,</HI> yet he cannot</L>
<L>Want &s;oul, in whom alone &s;urvives the virtue</L>
<L>Of many noble Ance&s;tors, being the la&s;t</L>
<L>Of his great family</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis not &s;afe, you'l &s;ay, to wra&s;tle with the King.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>More danger if the Cardinal be di&s;pleas'd,</L>
<L>Who &s;its at helm of State; Count <HI>D' Alvarez</HI></L>
<L>Is wi&s;er to obey the &s;tream, than by</L>
<L>In&s;i&s;ting on his privilege to her love,</L>
<L>Put both their fate upon a &s;torm.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>If Wi&s;dom, not inborn Fear make him compo&s;e,</L>
<L>I like it; how does the Dutche&s;s bear her&s;elf?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>She moves by the rapture of another wheel</L>
<L>That mu&s;t be obey'd, like &s;ome &s;ad pa&s;&s;enger,</L>
<L>That looks upon the coa&s;t his wi&s;hes fly to,</L>
<L>But is tran&s;ported by an adver&s;e wind, &s;ometimes</L>
<L>A churli&s;h Pilot.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>She has a &s;weet and noble nature.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>That commend; <HI>Alvarez, Hymen</HI> cannot tie</L>
<L>A knot of two more equall hearts and blood.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="6">
<STAGE>Enter Alphon&s;o.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Alphon&s;o?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alph.</SPEAKER>
<L>My good Lord.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>What great affair</L>
<L>Hath brought you from the confines?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Such as will</L>
<L>Be worth your coun&s;ells, when the King hath read</L>
<L>My Letters from the Governour; the <HI>Arragonians,</HI></L>
<L>Violating their confederate oath and league,</L>
<L>Are now in arms; they have not yet marcht towards us,</L>
<L>But 'tis not &s;afe to expect if we may timely</L>
<L>Prevent Inva&s;ion</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Dare they be &s;o in&s;olent?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>This &s;torm I did fore&s;ee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>What have they, but the &s;weetne&s;s of the King,</L>
<L>To make a crime?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>But how appears the Cardinal</L>
<L>At this news?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not pale, although</L>
<L>He knows they have no cau&s;e to think him innocent,</L>
<L>As by who&s;e Coun&s;ell they were once &s;urpriz'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>There is more</L>
<L>Than all our pre&s;ent art can fathome in</L>
<L>This &s;tory, and I fear I may conclude,</L>
<L>This flame has breath at home to cheri&s;h it;</L>
<L>Ther's trea&s;on in &s;ome hearts, who&s;e faces are</L>
<L>Smooth to the State.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alp.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lords, I take my leave.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Your friends good Captain.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Excunt.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Dutche&s;s, Valeria, Celinda.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sweet Madam be le&s;s thoughtfull, this obedience</L>
<L>To pa&s;&s;ion, will de&s;troy the noble&s;t frame</L>
<L>Of beauty that this Kingdom ever boa&s;ted.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>This &s;adne&s;s might become your other habit,</L>
<L>And ceremonious black for him that died;</L>
<PB REF="7">
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">he times of &s;orrow are expir'd, and all</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">he joys that wait upon the Court, your birth,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">nd a new <HI>Hymen</HI> that is coming towards you,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">nvite a change.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ladies, I thank you both,</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter"> pray excu&s;e a little melancholy</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">hat is behind, my year of mourning hath not</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">o cleer'd my account with &s;orrow, but there may</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">ome dark thoughts &s;tay, with &s;ad reflections,</L>
<L>Upon my heart for him I lo&s;t; even this</L>
<L>New dre&s;s, and &s;miling garment, meant to &s;hew</L>
<L>A peace concluded twixt my grief and me,</L>
<L>Is but a &s;ad remembrance: but I re&s;olve</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">o entertain more plea&s;ing thoughts, and if</L>
<L>You wi&s;h me heartily to &s;mile, you mu&s;t</L>
<L>Not mention grief, not in advice to leave it;</L>
<L>Such Coun&s;ells open but afre&s;h the wounds</L>
<L>Ye would clo&s;e up; and keep alive the cau&s;e,</L>
<L>Who&s;e bleeding you would cure; lets talk of &s;omething</L>
<L>That may delight; you two are read in all</L>
<L>The Hi&s;tories of our Court; tell me <HI>Valeria,</HI></L>
<L>Who has thy vote for the mo&s;t hand&s;ome man?</L>
<L>Thus I mu&s;t counterfeit a peace, when all</L>
<L>Within me is at mutiny.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have examin'd</L>
<L>All that are Candidates for the prai&s;e of Ladies.</L>
<L>But find&mdash;may I &s;peak boldly to your Grace?</L>
<L>And will you not return it in your mirth,</L>
<L>To make me blu&s;h?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>No, no; &s;peak freely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>I wo'not rack your patience Madam, but</L>
<L>Were I a Prince&s;s, I &s;hould think Count <HI>D' Alvarez</HI></L>
<L>Had &s;weetne&s;s to de&s;erve me from the world.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Alvarez!</HI> &s;hee's a &s;py upon my heart.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hee's young, and active, and compos'd mo&s;t &s;weet|ly.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have &s;een a face more tempting.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="7">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>It had then</L>
<L>Too much of woman in't, his eys &s;peak movingly</L>
<L>Which may excu&s;e his voice, and lead away</L>
<L>All female pride his captive; His hair Black,</L>
<L>Which naturally falling into curl's&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prethee no more, thou art in love with him.</L>
<L>The man in your e&s;teem <HI>Celinda</HI> now?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Alvarez</HI> is (I mu&s;t confe&s;s) a Gentleman</L>
<L>Of hand&s;ome compo&s;ition, but with</L>
<L>His mind (the greater excellence) I think</L>
<L>Another may delight a Lady more,</L>
<L>If man be well con&s;idered, that's <HI>Columbo,</HI></L>
<L>Now, Madam, voted to be yours.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Torment!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>She affects him not.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>He has per&s;on, and a bravery beyond</L>
<L>All men that I ob&s;erve.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>He is a Souldier,</L>
<L>A rough-hewn man, and may &s;hew well at di&s;tance;</L>
<L>His talk will fright a Lady; War, and grim-</L>
<L>Fac'd-honor are his Mi&s;tri&s;&s;es; he raves</L>
<L>To hear a Lute; Love meant him not his Prie&s;t.</L>
<L>Again your pardon Madam; we may talk,</L>
<L>But you have art to choo&s;e and crown affection.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>What is it to be born above the&s;e Ladies</L>
<L>And want their freedom? they are not con&s;train'd,</L>
<L>Nor &s;lav'd by their own greatne&s;s, or the Kings;</L>
<L>But let their free hearts look abroad, and choo&s;e</L>
<L>By their own eys to love; I mu&s;t repair</L>
<L>My poor afflicted bo&s;ome, and a&s;&s;ume</L>
<L>The privilege I was born with; which now prompts me</L>
<L>To tell the King he hath no power nor art</L>
<L>To &s;teer a Lovers Soul.</L>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary.</STAGE>
<L>What &s;ays Count <HI>D'Alvares?</HI></L>
</SP>
<PB N="6" REF="8">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam hee'l attend you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wait you as I directed, when he comes</L>
<L>Acquaint me privately.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, I have news,</L>
<L>'Tis now arriv'd the Court, we &s;hall have wars.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I find an Army here of killing thoughts.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>The King has cho&s;en <HI>Don Columbo</HI> General,</L>
<L>Who is immediately to take his leave.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>What flood is let into my heart! how far</L>
<L>Is he to go?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>To <HI>Arragon.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>That's well</L>
<L>At fir&s;t, he &s;hould not want a pilgrimage</L>
<L>To the unknown World, if my thoughts might convey him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis not impo&s;&s;ible he may go thither.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>How?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>To the unknown other World, he goes to fight,</L>
<L>That's in his way, &s;uch &s;tories are in nature.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Conceal this news.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>He wo'not be long ab&s;ent;</L>
<L>The affair will make him &s;wift to ki&s;s your Graces hand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>He cannot flie</L>
<L>With too much wing to take his leave; I mu&s;t</L>
<L>Be admitted to your conference; ye have</L>
<L>Enlarg'd my &s;pirits, they &s;hall droop no more.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>We are happy, if we may advance one thought</L>
<L>To your Graces plea&s;ure.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your ey before was in eclip&s;e, the&s;e &s;miles</L>
<L>Become you Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have not skill to contain my &s;elf.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Placentia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Cardinals Nephew, Madam, <HI>Don Columbo.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Already? attend him.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. Plac.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Shall we take our leave?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;hall not know <HI>Valeria</HI> how you prais'd him.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="7" REF="8">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>If He did, Madam, I &s;hould have the confidence</L>
<L>To tell him my free thoughts.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Columbo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord, while I'm in &s;tudy to requite</L>
<L>The Favour you ha' done me, you increa&s;e</L>
<L>My debt to &s;uch a &s;um, &s;till by a new honouring</L>
<L>Your &s;ervant, I de&s;pair of my own freedom.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, he ki&s;&s;eth your white hand, that mu&s;t</L>
<L>Not &s;urfet in this happine&s;s&mdash;and Ladies,</L>
<L>I take your &s;miles for my encouragement:</L>
<L>I have not long to practi&s;e the&s;e Court t<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">cticks.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>He has been taught to ki&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ther's &s;omething, Sir,</L>
<L>Upon your brow I did not read before.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Does the Character plea&s;e you Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>More,</L>
<L>Becau&s;e it &s;peaks you cheerfull.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis for &s;uch</L>
<L>Acce&s;s of honour, as mu&s;t make <HI>Columbo</HI></L>
<L>Worth all your love; the King is pleas'd to think</L>
<L>Me fit to lead his Army.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>How, an Army?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>We mu&s;t not u&s;e the Prie&s;t, till I bring home</L>
<L>Another triumph, that now &s;taies for me</L>
<L>To reap it in the purple field of glory.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>But do you mean to leave me, and expo&s;e</L>
<L>Your &s;elf to the devouring war? no enemy</L>
<L>Should Divide us; the King is not &s;o cruell.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>The King is honourable, and this grace</L>
<L>More an&s;wers my ambition, than his gift</L>
<L>Of thee, and all thy beauty, which I can</L>
<L>Love, as becomes thy Souldier, and fight</L>
<STAGE>She weeps</STAGE>
<L>To come agen, a conqueror of thee;</L>
<L>Then I mu&s;t chide this fondne&s;&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, the King, and my Lord Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="8" REF="9">
<STAGE>Enter King, Cardinall, and Lords.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>King:</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, I come to call a Servant from you,</L>
<L>And &s;trengthen his excu&s;e; the publick cau&s;e</L>
<L>Will plead for your con&s;ent; at his return</L>
<L>Your mariage &s;hall receive triumphant ceremonies;</L>
<L>Till then you mu&s;t di&s;pence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Card.</SPEAKER>
<L>She appears &s;ad</L>
<L>To part with him, I like it fairly Nephew.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is not the General a gallant man?</L>
<L>What Lady would deny him a &s;mall courte&s;ie?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou ha&s;t converted me, and I begin</L>
<L>To wi&s;h it were no &s;in.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>Leave that to narrow Con&s;ciences.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 span"> plea&s;ant.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>But <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 word"> would plea&s;e one better. Do &s;uch men</L>
<L>Lie with their Pages?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would'&s;t thou make a &s;hift?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>He is going to a bloody bu&s;ine&s;s;</L>
<L>'Tis pity he &s;hould dye without &s;ome heir;</L>
<L>That Lady were hard-hearted now that would</L>
<L>Not help po&s;terity, for the meer good</L>
<L>O'th' King and Common-wealth.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou art wild, we may be ob&s;erv'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your will mu&s;t guide me, happine&s;s and conque&s;t</L>
<L>Be ever waiting on his &s;word.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Farewell.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. K. Col. Card Lo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray give leave to examine a few thoughts;</L>
<L>Expect me in the Garden.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ladies</SPEAKER>
<L>We attend.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ex. Ladies.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is above all expectation happy;</L>
<L>Forgive me virtue that I have di&s;&s;embled,</L>
<L>And witne&s;s with me, I have not a thought</L>
<L>To tempt or to berray him, but &s;ecure</L>
<L>The promi&s;e I fir&s;t made to love and honour.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="9" REF="9">
<STAGE>Enter Secretary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Count <HI>D' Alvarez</HI> Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Admit him.</L>
<L>And let none enterrupt us; how &s;hall I</L>
<L>Behave my looks? the guilt of my neglect,</L>
<L>Which had no &s;eal from hence, will call up blood</L>
<L>To write upon my cheeks the &s;hame and &s;tory</L>
<L>In &s;ome red Letter.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter D' Alvarez.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>D' Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, I pre&s;ent</L>
<L>One that was glad to obey your Grace, and come</L>
<L>To know what your commands are.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where I once</L>
<L>Did promi&s;e love, a love that had the Power</L>
<L>And office of a Prie&s;t to chain my heart</L>
<L>To yours, it were inju&s;tice to command.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>D' Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>But I can look upon you Madam, as</L>
<L>Becomes a &s;ervant, with as much humility,</L>
<L>(In tenderne&s;s of your honor and great fortune,)</L>
<L>Give up, when you call back your bounty, all that</L>
<L>Was mine, as I had pride to think them favours.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hath love taught thee no more a&s;&s;urance in</L>
<L>Our mutuall vows, thou can&s;t &s;u&s;pect it po&s;&s;ible,</L>
<L>I &s;hould revoke a promi&s;e made to heaven</L>
<L>And thee &s;o &s;oon? this mu&s;t ari&s;e from &s;ome</L>
<L>Di&s;tru&s;t of thy own Faith.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>D' Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your Graces pardon</L>
<L>To &s;peak with freedom, I am not &s;o old</L>
<L>In cunning to betray, nor young in time</L>
<L>Not to &s;ee when, and where I am at lo&s;s,</L>
<L>And how to bear my fortune, and my wounds,</L>
<L>Which if I look for health mu&s;t &s;till bleed inward,</L>
<L>(A hard and de&s;perate condition;)</L>
<L>I am not ignorant your birth and greatne&s;s,</L>
<PB N="10" REF="10">
<L>Have plac'd you to grow up with the Kings grace,</L>
<L>And jealou&s;ie, which to remove, his power</L>
<L>Hath cho&s;en a fit object for your beauty</L>
<L>To &s;hine upon, <HI>Columbo</HI> his great fvavorite;</L>
<L>I am a man, on whom but late the King</L>
<L>Has pleas'd to ca&s;t a beam, which was not meant</L>
<L>To make me proud, but wi&s;ely to direct,</L>
<L>And light me to my &s;afety. Oh, Dear Madam!</L>
<L>I will not call more witne&s;s of my love</L>
<L>(If you will let me &s;till give it that name)</L>
<L>Than this, that I dare make my &s;elf a lo&s;er,</L>
<L>And to your will give all my ble&s;&s;ings up;</L>
<L>Pre&s;erve your greatne&s;s and forget a triflle,</L>
<L>That &s;hall at be&s;t when you have drawn me up,</L>
<L>But hang about you like a cloud, and dim</L>
<L>The glories you are born to.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mi&s;ery</L>
<L>Of birth and &s;tate! that I could &s;hift into</L>
<L>A meaner blood, or find &s;ome art to purge</L>
<L>That part which makes my veins unequall; yet</L>
<L>Tho&s;e nice di&s;tinctions have no place in us,</L>
<L>Ther's but a &s;hadow difference, a title,</L>
<L>Thy &s;tock partakes as much of noble &s;ap</L>
<L>As that which feeds the root of Kings, and he</L>
<L>That writes a Lord, hath all the e&s;&s;ence of</L>
<L>Nobility.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>D' Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis not a name that makes</L>
<L>Our &s;eparation, the Kings di&s;plea&s;ure</L>
<L>Hangs a portent to fright us, and the matter</L>
<L>That feeds this exhalation is the Cardinals</L>
<L>Plot to advance his Nephew; then <HI>Columbo,</HI></L>
<L>A man made up for &s;ome prodigious Act,</L>
<L>Is fit to be con&s;idered; in all three</L>
<L>There is no character you fix upon</L>
<L>But has a form of ruine to us both.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then you do look on the&s;e with fear.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="11" REF="10">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>D' Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>With eys</L>
<L>That &s;hould think tears a duty to lament</L>
<L>Your lea&s;t unkind fate; but my youth dares boldly</L>
<L>Meet all the tyranny o'th' &s;tars, who&s;e black</L>
<L>Malevolence but &s;hoot my &s;ingle tragedy;</L>
<L>You are above the value of many worlds</L>
<L>Peopled with &s;uch as I am.</L>
<L><GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 span"> if <HI>Columbo</HI></L>
<L>Engag'd to war, in his hot thir&s;t of honor,</L>
<L>Find out the Way to death?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>D' Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis po&s;&s;ible.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Or &s;ay, no matter by what art or mo tive</L>
<L>He gives his title up, and leave me to</L>
<L>My own Election?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>D' Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>If I then be happy</L>
<L>To have a name within your thought, there can</L>
<L>Be nothing left to crown me with New ble&s;&s;ing;</L>
<L>But I dream thus of heaven, and wake to find</L>
<L>My amorous &s;oul a mockery; when the Prie&s;t</L>
<L>Shall tie you to another, and the joys</L>
<L>Of mariage leave no thought at lea&s;ure to</L>
<L>Look ba<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">k upon <HI>Alvarez,</HI> that mu&s;t wither</L>
<L>For lo&s;s of you, yet then I cannot lo&s;e</L>
<L>So much of what I was, once in your favour,</L>
<L>But in a &s;igh pray &s;till you may live happy.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Heart is in a mi&s;t, &s;ome good &s;tar &s;mile</L>
<L>Upon my re&s;olution, and direct</L>
<L>Two lovers in their cha&s;t embrace to meet;</L>
<L><HI>Columbo's</HI> bed contains my winding &s;heet.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="2" TYPE="act">
<PB N="12" REF="11">
<HEAD>ACT II.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter General Columbo, Hernando, two Colonels, Alphon&s;o, two Captains, and other Officers, As at a Councell of War.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Columbo.</SPEAKER>
<L>I See no face in all this Councell, that</L>
<L>Hath one pale fear upon't though we arriv'd not</L>
<L>So timely to &s;ecure the Town, which gives</L>
<L>Our enemy &s;uch triumph.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Colo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>'Twas betraid</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alp.</SPEAKER>
<L>The wealth of that one City</L>
<L>Will make the enemy glorious.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Colo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>They dare not plunder it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alp.</SPEAKER>
<L>They give fair quarter yet,</L>
<L>They only &s;eal up mens E&s;tates, and keep</L>
<L>Po&s;&s;e&s;&s;ion for the Cities u&s;e, they take up</L>
<L>Now wares without &s;ecurity, and he</L>
<L>Who&s;e &s;ingle credit will not pa&s;s, puts in</L>
<L>Two leane comrades, upon who&s;e bonds tis not</L>
<L>Religion to deny 'em.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>To repair this</L>
<L>With honour Gentlemen?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>My opinion is</L>
<L>To expect a while.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your rea&s;on?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Till their own</L>
<L>Surfet betray 'em, for their Souldier</L>
<L>Bred up with coar&s;e and common bread, will &s;hew</L>
<L>Such appetites on the rich cates they find,</L>
<L>They will &s;pare our &s;words a victory, when their own</L>
<L>Riot and Luxury de&s;troys 'em.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Colo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>That</L>
<PB REF="11">
<L>Will &s;hew our patience too like a fear.</L>
<L>With favour of his excellence I think,</L>
<L>The &s;poil of Cities takes not off the courage,</L>
<L>But doubles it on Souldiers; be&s;ides,</L>
<L>While we have tamene&s;s to expect, the noi&s;e</L>
<L>Of their &s;ucce&s;s and plenty will encrea&s;e</L>
<L>Their Army.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis con&s;iderable, we do not</L>
<L>Exceed in Foot or Hor&s;e, our Mu&s;ter not</L>
<L>'Bove &s;ixteen thou&s;and both; and the Infantry</L>
<L>Raw, and not di&s;ciplin'd to act.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alp.</SPEAKER>
<L>Their hearts,</L>
<L>But with a brave thought of their Countries honour,</L>
<L>Will teach 'em how to fight, had they not &s;een</L>
<L>A Sword; but we decline our own too much,</L>
<L>The men are forward in their arms, and take</L>
<L>The u&s;e with Avarice of Fame.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>They ri&s;e and talk privately.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Colonell.</L>
<L>I do &s;u&s;pect you are a coward.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Or el&s;e a traytor, take your choice, no more,</L>
<L>I calld you to a Councell Sir, of war,</L>
<L>Yet keep your place.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have worn other names.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>De&s;erve 'em, &s;uch</L>
<L>Another were enough to un&s;oul an Army;</L>
<L>Ignobly talk of patience till they drink</L>
<L>And reel to death? we came to fight and force 'em</L>
<L>To mend their pace; thou ha&s;t no honour in thee,</L>
<L>Not enough noble blood to make a blu&s;h</L>
<L>For thy tame Eloquence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord, I know</L>
<L>My duty to a Generall, yet there are</L>
<L>Some that have known me here; Sir, I de&s;ire</L>
<L>To quit my regiment.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall have licence. Ink and paper&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="12">
<STAGE>Enter with Paper and Standi&s;h.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Colo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>The General's di&s;pleas'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Colo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>How is't <HI>Hernando?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Generall has found out employment for me,</L>
<L>He is writing Letters back.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al Cap.</SPEAKER>
<L>To his Mi&s;tre&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray do not trouble me, yet prethee &s;peak,</L>
<L>And flatter not thy friend, do&s;t think I dare</L>
<L>Not draw my &s;word, and u&s;e it, when cau&s;e</L>
<L>With honour calls to action?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Al. Colo.</SPEAKER>
<L>With the mo&s;t valiant man alive.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'l do me &s;ome di&s;plea&s;ure in your loves,</L>
<L>Pray to your places.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>So,</L>
<L>Bear tho&s;e Letters to the King,</L>
<L>It &s;peaks my re&s;olution before</L>
<L>Another Sun decline to charge the enemy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>A pretty Court way</L>
<L>Of di mi&s;&s;ing an Officer, I obey; &s;ucce&s;s</L>
<L>Attend your Coun&s;ells.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>If here be any dare not look on danger,</L>
<L>And meet it like a man with &s;corn of death,</L>
<L>I beg his ab&s;ence, and a cowards fear</L>
<L>Con&s;ume him to a gho&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Colo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>None &s;uch here.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Or if in all your Regiments you find</L>
<L>One man that does not ask to bleed with honour,</L>
<L>Give him a double pay to leave the Army;</L>
<L>Ther's &s;ervice to be done, will call the &s;pirits</L>
<L>And aid of Men.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Colo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>You give us all new flame.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am confirm'd, and you mu&s;t lo&s;e no time;</L>
<L>The Souldier that was took la&s;t night, to me</L>
<L>Di&s;cover'd their whole &s;trength, and that we have</L>
<L>A party in the town; the River that</L>
<PB REF="12">
<L>Opens the City to the We&s;t unguarded;</L>
<L>We mu&s;t this night u&s;e art and re&s;olutions,</L>
<L>We cannot fall ingloriou&s;ly.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Capt.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>That voice is every mans.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Souldier, and Secretary with a Letter.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>What now?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<L>Letters.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whence?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Soul.</SPEAKER>
<L>From the Dutche&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>They are welcome;</L>
<L>Meet at my Tent again this evening; yet &s;tay,</L>
<L>Some Wine&mdash;The Dutche&s;s health&mdash;</L>
<L>See it go round.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>It wo'not plea&s;e his Excellence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Colo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>The Dutche&s;s health.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Cap.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>To me! more wine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Clouds are gathering, and his eys &s;hoot fire;</L>
<L>Ob&s;erve what thunder follows.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Cap.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>The Generall has but ill news, I &s;u&s;pect</L>
<L>The Dutche&s;s &s;ick, or el&s;e the King.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Cap.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>May be the Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Cap.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>His &s;oul has long been look'd for.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>She dares not be &s;o infolent! it is</L>
<L>The Dutche&s;s hand; how am I &s;hrunk in Fame</L>
<L>TO be thus plaid withall? &s;he writes, and coun&s;els,</L>
<L>Under my hand to &s;end her back a free</L>
<L>Re&s;igne of all my intere&s;t to her per&s;on,</L>
<L>Promi&s;e, or love; that ther's no other way</L>
<L>With &s;afety of my honour to revi&s;it her.</L>
<L>The woman is po&s;&s;e&s;t with &s;ome bold Devil,</L>
<L>And wants an exorci&s;m; or I am grown</L>
<L>A cheap, dull, phlegmatick fool, a Po&s;t that's carv'd</L>
<L>I'th' common &s;treet, and holding out my forehead</L>
<L>To every &s;currill wit to pin di&s;grace</L>
<L>And libells on't; did you bring this to me Sir?</L>
<PB REF="13">
<L>My thanks &s;hall warm your heart.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Draws a Pistoll.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hold, hold, my Lord.</L>
<L>I know not what provokes this tempe&s;t, but</L>
<L>Her Grace ne't &s;hew'd more freedom from a &s;torm</L>
<L>When I receiv'd this paper; if you have</L>
<L>A will to do an execution,</L>
<L>Your looks without that engin, Sir, may &s;erve.</L>
<L>I did not like the employment.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha, had &s;he</L>
<L>No &s;ymptome in her eye, or face, of anger</L>
<L>When &s;he gave this in charge?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Serene,</HI> as I</L>
<L>Have &s;een <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="2 letters">e morning ri&s;e upon the &s;pring,</L>
<L>No trouble in her breath, but &s;uch a wind</L>
<L>As came to ki&s;s and fan the &s;miling flowers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>No Poetry.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>By all the truth in pro&s;e,</L>
<L>By hone&s;ty, and your own honour Sir,</L>
<L>I never &s;aw her look more calm, and gentle.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am too pa&s;&s;ionate, you mu&s;t forgive me;</L>
<L>I have found it out the Dutche&s;s loves me dearly,</L>
<L>She expre&s;t a trouble in her when I took</L>
<L>My leave, and chid me with a fullen ey;</L>
<L>'Tis a device to ha&s;ten my return;</L>
<L>Love has a thou&s;and arts; I'l an&s;wer it,</L>
<L>Beyond her expectation, and put</L>
<L>Her &s;oul to a noble te&s;t; your patience Gentlemen;</L>
<L>The Kings health will de&s;erve a &s;acrifice of Wine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am glad to &s;ee this change, and thank my wit</L>
<L>For my redemption.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Col.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, The Souldiers cur&s;e on him lo<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">es not our Ma&s;ter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Col.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>And they cur&s;e loud enough to be heard.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Cap.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Their cur&s;e has the nature of Gunpowder.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>They do not pray with half the noi&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Col</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Our Generall is not well mixt,</L>
<L>He hes too great a portion of fire.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="17" REF="13">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Col.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>His Mi&s;tris cool him, her complexion</L>
<L>Carries &s;ome phlegm, when they two meet in bed?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Cap.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>A third may follow.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Cap.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis much pity.</L>
<L>The young Duke liv'd not to take the virgin off.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Col.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>'T was the Kings act to match two Rabbet &s;uck|ers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Col.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>A common trick of State,</L>
<L>The little great man marries, travells then</L>
<L>Till both grow up; and dies when he &s;hould do</L>
<L>The feat; the&s;e things are &s;till unlucky</L>
<L>On the male &s;ide.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>This to the Dutche&s;s fair hand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>She will think</L>
<L>Time hath no wing, till I return.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Gentlemen,</L>
<L>Now each man to his quarter, and encourage</L>
<L>The Souldier; I &s;hall take a pride to know</L>
<L>Your diligence, when I vi&s;it all your</L>
<L>Severall commands.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Omnes.</SPEAKER>
<L>We &s;hall expect,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Col.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>And move by your directions.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Y'are all noble.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Cardinal, Dutche&s;s, Placentia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Card.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall perform a vi&s;it dayly, Madam,</L>
<L>In th' ab&s;ence of my Nephew, and be happy</L>
<L>If you accept my care.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have honour'd me,</L>
<L>And if your entertainment have not been</L>
<L>Worthy your Graces per&s;on, 'tis becau&s;e</L>
<L>Nothing can reach it in my power; but where</L>
<L>There is no want of zeal, other defect</L>
<L>Is only a fault to exerci&s;e your mercy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Card.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are bounteous in all; I take my leave;</L>
<L>My fair Neece, &s;hortly, when <HI>Columbo</HI> has</L>
<L>Purchas'd more honours to prefer his name,</L>
<PB REF="14">
<L>And value to your noble thoughts; mean time</L>
<L>Be confident you have a friend, who&s;e Office,</L>
<L>And favour with the King, &s;hall be effectuall</L>
<L>To &s;erve your Grace.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your own good deeds reward you,</L>
<L>Till mine ri&s;e equall to de&s;erve their benefit.</L>
<STAGE>Exit Cardinal.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Exit Placen.</STAGE>
<L>Leave me a while.</L>
<L>Do not I walk upon the teeth of &s;erpents;</L>
<L>And, as I had a charm again&s;t their poy&s;on,</L>
<L>Play with their &s;tings, the Cardinal is &s;ubtle?</L>
<L>Whom tis not wi&s;dom to incen&s;e, till I</L>
<L>Hear to what de&s;tinie <HI>Columbo</HI> leaves me;</L>
<L>May be the greatne&s;s of his &s;oul will &s;corn</L>
<L>To own what comes with murmur, If he can</L>
<L>Interpret me &s;o happily; art come?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary with a Letter.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>His Excellence &s;alutes your Grace.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut:</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou ha&s;t</L>
<L>A malencholy brow; how did he take my Letter?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>As he would take a blow, with &s;o much &s;en&s;e</L>
<L>Of anger, his whole &s;oul boild in his face,</L>
<L>And &s;uch prodigious flame in both his eys</L>
<L>As they'd been th' only &s;eat of fire; and at</L>
<L>Each look a <HI>Salamander</HI> leaping forth,</L>
<L>Not able to endure the Furnace.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha! thou do&s;t</L>
<L>De&s;cribe him with &s;ome horror.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Soon as he</L>
<L>Had read again, and under&s;tood your meaning,</L>
<L>His rage had &s;hot me with a pi&s;toll, had not</L>
<L>I us'd &s;ome &s;oft, and penitentiall language,</L>
<L>To charm the Bullet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wait at &s;ome more di&s;tance;</L>
<L>My &s;oul doth bath it felf in a cold dew;</L>
<PB N="19" REF="14">
<L>I magin, I am opening of a Tomb,</L>
<L>Thus I throw off the Marble to di&s;cover,</L>
<L>What antick po&s;ture death pre&s;ents in this</L>
<L>Pale monument to fright me&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>Reads.</STAGE>
<L>Ha? my heart that call'd my blood and &s;pirits, to</L>
<L>Defend it from the inva&s;ion of my fears,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t keep a guard about it &s;till, le&s;t this</L>
<L>Strange and too mighty joy cru&s;h it to nothing.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Antonio.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Bid my Steward give thee</L>
<L>Two thou&s;and Ducates; art &s;ure I am awake?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall be able to re&s;olve you, Madam,</L>
<L>When he has paid them oney.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Columbo</HI> now is noble.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit. Dut.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is better than I expected, if my Lady be</L>
<L>Not mad, and live to ju&s;tifie her bounty.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter King, Alvarez, Hernando, Lords.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>King.</SPEAKER>
<L>The War is left to him. but we mu&s;t have</L>
<L>You reconcil'd, if that be all your difference.</L>
<L>His rage flows like a torrent, when he meets</L>
<L>With oppo&s;ition, leave to wra&s;tle with him,</L>
<L>And his hot blood retreats into a calm,</L>
<L>And then he chides his pa&s;&s;ion; you &s;hall back</L>
<L>With letters from us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your Commands, are not</L>
<L>To be di&s;puted.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Kin.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Alvarez.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Lo&s;e not</L>
<L>Your &s;elf by cool &s;ubmi&s;&s;ion, he will find</L>
<L>His error, and the want of &s;uch a Souldier.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Have you &s;een the Cardinal?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not yet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>He wants no plot&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>The King I mu&s;t obey;</L>
<PB N="20" REF="15">
<L>But let the purple Gownman place his engins</L>
<L>I'th' dark that wounds me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Be a&s;&s;ur'd</L>
<L>Of what we can to friend you, and the King</L>
<L>Cannot forget your &s;ervice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am &s;orry</L>
<L>For that poor Gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alvar.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t con&s;e&s;s, Sir,</L>
<L>The Dutche&s;s has been pleas'd to think me worthy</L>
<L>Her favours, and in that degree of honour,</L>
<L>That has oblig'd my life to make the be&s;t</L>
<L>Return of &s;ervice, which is not, with bold</L>
<L>Affiance in her love, to interpo&s;e</L>
<L>Again&s;t her happine&s;s, and your election;</L>
<L>I love &s;o much her honour, I have quitted</L>
<L>All my de&s;ires, yet would not &s;hrink to bleed</L>
<L>Out my warm &s;tock of life, &s;o the la&s;t drop</L>
<L>Might benefit her wi&s;hes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ki.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall find</L>
<L>A compen&s;ation for this act, <HI>Alvarez,</HI></L>
<L>I hath much plea&s;ed us.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Dutche&s;s with a Letter, Gentleman-V&s;her.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, you are the King,</L>
<L>And in that &s;acred title it were &s;in</L>
<L>To doubt a ju&s;tice, all that does concern</L>
<L>My e&s;&s;ence in this world, and a great part</L>
<L>Of the other bli&s;s, lives in you breath.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ki.</SPEAKER>
<L>What intends the Dutche&s;s?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>That will in&s;truct you, Sir, <HI>Columbo</HI> has</L>
<L>Upon &s;ome better choice, or di&s;content,</L>
<L>Set my poor &s;oul at freedom.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ki.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis his character&mdash;</L>
<STAGE>Reads,</STAGE>
<L><HI>Madam, I ca&s;ily di&s;charge all my preten&s;ions</HI></L>
<L><HI>To your love, and per&s;on, I leave you to your</HI></L>
<PB N="21" REF="15">
<L><HI>Own choice, and in what you have obliged</HI></L>
<L><HI>Your &s;elf to me, re&s;ume a power to cancell</HI></L>
<L><HI>If you plea&s;e.</HI></L>
<STAGE>Columbo.</STAGE>
<L>This is &s;trange.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now do an act to make</L>
<L>Your Chronicle belov'd and read for ever.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ki.</SPEAKER>
<L>Expre&s;s your &s;elf.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Since by Divine infu&s;ion,</L>
<L>For tis no art could force the Generall to</L>
<L>This Change, &s;econd this ju&s;tice and be&s;tow</L>
<L>The heart you would have given from me, by</L>
<L>Your &s;trict commands to love <HI>Colnmbo,</HI> where</L>
<L>'Twas meant by heaven, and let your breath return</L>
<L>Whom you divorc'd, <HI>Alvarez,</HI> mine.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lords.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is but ju&s;tice, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ki.</SPEAKER>
<L>It was decreed above,</L>
<L>And &s;ince <HI>Columbo</HI> has releas'd his intere&s;t</L>
<L>Which we had wrought him, not without &s;ome force</L>
<L>Upon your will I give you your own wi&s;hes,</L>
<L>Receive your own <HI>Alvarez,</HI> when you plea&s;e</L>
<L>To celebrate your Nuptial, I invite</L>
<L>My &s;elf your gue&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Eternall ble&s;&s;ings Crown you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Omnes.</SPEAKER>
<L>And every joy your Mariage</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit King, who meets the Cardinal, they confer.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alvar.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not whether I &s;hall wonder mo&s;t</L>
<L>Or joy to meet this happine&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now the King hath planted us</L>
<L>Methinks we grow already, and twi&s;t our loving &s;ouls</L>
<L>Above the wrath of thunder to divide us.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha? The Cardinal</L>
<L>Has met the King, I do not like this conference;</L>
<L>He looks with anger this way, I expect</L>
<L>A tempe&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Take no notice of his pre&s;ence,</L>
<L>Leave me to meet, and an&s;wer it, if the King</L>
<PB N="22" REF="16">
<L>Be firm in's Royall word, I fear no lightning;</L>
<L>Expect me in the Garden.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>I obey,</L>
<L>But fear a &s;hipwrack on the coa&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Card.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>The King &s;peaks of a Letter that has brought</L>
<L>A riddle in't.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tis ea&s;y to interpret.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>From my Nephew? may I de&s;erve the favour?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>He looks as though his eys would fire the paper.</L>
<L>They are a pair of Burning gla&s;&s;es, and</L>
<L>His envious blood doth give 'em flame.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>What lethargy could thus un&s;pirit him?</L>
<L>I am all wonder; do not believe Madam,</L>
<L>But that <HI>Columbo's</HI> love is yet more Sacred,</L>
<L>To honour, and your &s;elf, than thus to forfeit</L>
<L>What I have heard him call the glorious wreath</L>
<L>To all his merits, given him by the King,</L>
<L>From whom he took you with more pride than ever</L>
<L>He came from victory; his ki&s;&s;es hang</L>
<L>Yet panting on your lips, and he but now</L>
<L>Exchang'd religious farewell to return,</L>
<L>But with more triumph to be yours.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord,</L>
<L>You do believe your Nephews hand was not</L>
<L>Surpriz'd or &s;train'd to this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Strange arts and windings in the world, mo&s;t dark,</L>
<L>And &s;ubtill progre&s;&s;es; who brought this Letter?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I enquir'd not his name, I thought it not</L>
<L>Con&s;iderable to take &s;uch narrow knowledge.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>De&s;ert, and honour urg'd it here, nor can</L>
<L>I blame you to be angry, yet his per&s;on</L>
<L>Oblig'd, you &s;hould have given a nobler pau&s;e,</L>
<L>Before you made your faith and change &s;o violent</L>
<L>From his known worth, into the arms of one,</L>
<PB N="23" REF="16">
<L>How ever fa&s;hioned to your amorous wi&s;h,</L>
<L>Not equall to his cheape&s;t fame, with all</L>
<L>The glo&s;s of blood and merit.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>This compari&s;on,</L>
<L>My good Lord Cardinal, I cannot think,</L>
<L>Flows from an even ju&s;tice, it betrayes</L>
<L>You partiall where your blood runs.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I fear Madam,</L>
<L>Your own takes two much licence, and will &s;oon,</L>
<L>Fall to the cen&s;ure of unruly tongues;</L>
<L>Becau&s;e <HI>Alvarez</HI> has a &s;ofter cheek,</L>
<L>Can like a woman trim his want on hair,</L>
<L>Spend half a day with looking in the gla&s;s</L>
<L>To find a po&s;ture to pre&s;ent him&s;elf,</L>
<L>And bring more effeminacy than man,</L>
<L>Or honour to your bed; mu&s;t he &s;upplant him?</L>
<L>Take heed, the common murmur when it catches</L>
<L>The &s;ent of a lo&s;t Fame&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Fame Lord Cardinal?</L>
<L>It &s;tands upon an innocence as clear</L>
<L>As the devotions you pay to heaven,</L>
<L>I &s;hall not urge my Lord your &s;oft indulgence</L>
<L>At my next &s;hrift.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are a fine Court Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>And you &s;hould be a reverend Churchman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>One, that if you have not thrown off mode&s;ty.</L>
<L>Would coun&s;ell you to leave <HI>Alvarez.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Cau&s;e you dare do wor&s;e</L>
<L>Than Mariage, mu&s;t not I be admitted what</L>
<L>The Church and Law allowes me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>In&s;olent? then you dare marry him?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Dare? Let your contracted flame and malice, with</L>
<L><HI>Columbo's</HI> rage higher than that, meet us</L>
<L>When we approach the holy place, cla&s;p'd hand</L>
<L>In hand, wee'l break through all your force and &s;ix</L>
<L>Our &s;acred vows together there.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="24" REF="17">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I knew</L>
<L>When with as cha&s;t a brow you promis'd fair</L>
<L>To another; you are no di&s;&s;embling Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would all your actions had no fal&s;er lights</L>
<L>About 'em.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>The people would not talk and cur&s;e &s;o loud.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'l have you chid into a blu&s;h for this.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Begin at home great man, ther's cau&s;e enough,</L>
<L>You turn the wrong end of the per&s;pective</L>
<L>Upon your crimes, to drive them to a far,</L>
<L>And le&s;&s;er &s;ight, but let your eys look right</L>
<L>What giants would your pride and &s;urfeit &s;eem?</L>
<L>How gro&s;s your avarice, eating up whole families?</L>
<L>How va&s;t are your corruptions and abu&s;e</L>
<L>Of the Kings ear? at which you hang a pendent,</L>
<L>Not to adorn, but ulcerate, while the hone&s;t</L>
<L>Nobility, like pictures in the Arras,</L>
<L>Serve only for Court-Ornament; if they &s;peak,</L>
<L>'Tis when you &s;et their tongues, which you wind up,</L>
<L>Like clocks to &s;trike at the ju&s;t hour you plea&s;e;</L>
<L>Leave, leave, my Lord, the&s;e u&s;urpations,</L>
<L>And be what you were meant a man to cure,</L>
<L>Not let in Agues to Religion;</L>
<L>Look on the Churches wounds.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>You dare pre&s;ume</L>
<L>In your rude &s;pleen to me, to abu&s;e the Church?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas you give fal&s;e aym, my Lord, 'tis your</L>
<L>Ambition and Scarlet Sins that tob</L>
<L>Her Altar of the glory, and leave wounds</L>
<L>Upon her brow; which fetches grief, and palene&s;s,</L>
<L>Into her cheeks; Making her troubled bo&s;ome</L>
<L>Pant with her groanes, and &s;hroud her holy blu&s;hes</L>
<L>Within your reverend purples.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will you now take breath?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>In hope, my Lord, you will behold your &s;elf</L>
<PB N="25" REF="17">
<L>In a true gla&s;s, and &s;ee tho&s;e inju&s;t acts</L>
<L>That &s;o deform you, and by timely cure,</L>
<L>Prevent a &s;hame before the &s;hort haird men</L>
<L>Do croud and call for ju&s;tice. I take leave.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>This woman has a &s;pirit, that may ri&s;e</L>
<L>To tame the Devils, ther's no dealing with</L>
<L>Her angry tongue, 'tis action and revenge</L>
<L>Mu&s;t calm her fury; were <HI>Columbo</HI> here,</L>
<L>I could re&s;olve, but Letters &s;hall be &s;ent</L>
<L>To th'Army which may wake him into &s;en&s;e</L>
<L>Of his ra&s;h folly, or direct his &s;pirit</L>
<L>Some way to &s;natch his honour from this flame,</L>
<L>All great men know, <HI>The &s;oul of life is &s;ame.</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="3" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT III.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter Valeria, Celinda.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Valeria.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Did not think <HI>Celinda</HI> when I prais'd</L>
<L><HI>Alvarez</HI> to the Dutche&s;s, that things thus</L>
<L>Would come about, what does your Ladi&s;hip</L>
<L>Think of <HI>Columbo</HI> now? it &s;taggers all</L>
<L>The Court, he &s;hould for&s;ake his Mi&s;tre&s;s, I</L>
<L>Am lo&s;t with wonder yet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Celind.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis very &s;trange</L>
<L>Without a &s;pel; but ther's a fate in love,</L>
<L>I like him ne'r the wor&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter two Lords.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Nothing but mariages, and triumph now.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>What new acce&s;s of joy, makes <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="2 words"> Lord,</L>
<L>So plea&s;ant?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Ther's a Packet <GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 span"></L>
<PB N="26" REF="18">
<L>Makes the King merry, we are all concernd in't?</L>
<L><HI>Columbo</HI> hath given the enemy a great,</L>
<L>And glorious defeat, and is already</L>
<L>Preparing to march home.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>He thriv'd the better for my prayers.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>You have been his great admirer, Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>The King longs to &s;ee him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Val.</SPEAKER>
<L>This news exalts the Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Cardinal.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>He's here,</L>
<L>He appears with di&s;content, the Mariage</L>
<L>With Count <HI>D'Alvarez</HI> hath a bitter ta&s;t,</L>
<L>And not worn off his palat; but let us leave him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ladies.</SPEAKER>
<L>We'l to the Dutche&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt. manet Car.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Card.</SPEAKER>
<L>He has not woon &s;o much upon the <HI>Arragon</HI></L>
<L>As he has lo&s;t at home, and his neglect</L>
<L>Of what my &s;tudies had contriv'd to adde</L>
<L>More lu&s;ter to our Family by the acce&s;s</L>
<L>Of the great Dutche&s;s fortune, cools his triumph,</L>
<L>And makes me wild.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Hernando.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>My good Lord Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>You made complaint to th' King about your Ge|neral.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not a complaint my Lord, I did but &s;atisfie</L>
<L>Some que&s;tions o'the Kings.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;ee he thrives</L>
<L>Without your per&s;onal valour, or advice,</L>
<L>Mo&s;t grave and learned in the wars.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord,</L>
<L>I Envy not his fortune.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis above</L>
<L>Your Malice, and your noi&s;e not worth his anger,</L>
<L>'Tis barking gain&s;t the moon.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>More temper would</L>
<PB N="27" REF="18">
<L>Become that habit.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Military thing would &s;hew &s;ome &s;pleen;</L>
<L>I'l blow an Army of &s;uch Wa&s;ps about</L>
<L>The world; go look your &s;ting you left i'th' Camp, Sir.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter King, and Lords.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>The King.</L>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<L>This may be one day counted for.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>All things con&s;pire my Lord to make you fortunate,</L>
<L>Your Nephews glory&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Twas your cau&s;e and ju&s;tice</L>
<L>Made him victorious, had he been &s;o valiant</L>
<L>At home, he had had another conque&s;t to</L>
<L>Invite and bid her welcome to new wars.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>You mu&s;t be reconcil'd to providence, my Lord;</L>
<L>I heard you had a controvercy with</L>
<L>The Dutche&s;s, I will have you friends.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am not Angry.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>For my &s;ake then you &s;hall be pleas'd,</L>
<L>And with me grace the Mariage;</L>
<L>A Churchman mu&s;t &s;hew Charity, and &s;hine</L>
<L>With fir&s;t example, &s;he's a woman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall pre&s;cribe in all things; Sir, you cannot</L>
<L>Accu&s;e my love, if I &s;till wi&s;h my Nephew</L>
<L>Had been &s;o happy to be con&s;tant to</L>
<L>Your own, and my election; yet my brain</L>
<L>Cannot reach how this comes about; I know</L>
<L>My Nephew lov'd her with a near affection.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Hernando.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>He'l give you fair account at his return.</L>
<L>Colonel, your Letters may be &s;par'd, the General</L>
<L>Has fini&s;h'd, and is coming home.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am glad on't, &s;ir; my good Lord Cardinal</L>
<L>'Tis not impo&s;&s;ible but &s;ome man provok'd,</L>
<L>May have a precious mind to cut your throat.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="28" REF="19">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall command me Noble Colonel;</L>
<L>I know you wo'not fail to be at th'wedding.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis not <HI>Columbo</HI> that is maried Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Go teach the po&s;tures of the Pike and Musket,</L>
<L>Then dril your <HI>Mi<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">midons</HI> into a ditch,</L>
<L>Where &s;terve, and &s;tink in pickle, you &s;hall find</L>
<L>Me rea&s;onable, you &s;ee the King expects me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>So does the Devill; &s;ome de&s;perate hand</L>
<L>May help you on your journey.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary and Servants.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here this, I this will fit your part: you &s;hall wear Sla&s;hes, becau&s;e you are a Souldier; here's for the blue mute.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<P>This doublet will never fit me, Pox ont', are the&s;e Breeches good enough for a Prince too? <HI>Pedro</HI> playes but a Lord, and he has two laces more in a &s;eam.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>You mu&s;t con&s;ider <HI>Pedro</HI> is a fooli&s;h Lord, he may wear what lace he plea&s;e.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<P>Does my beard fit my cloathes well Gentlemen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec</SPEAKER>
<P>Pox o'your beard.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<P>That will fright away the hair.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<P>This fellow plays but a mute, &amp; he is &s;o trouble&s;ome, and talks.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. Secretary might have let <HI>Iaques</HI> play the &s;oldier, He has a black patch already.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<P>By your favour Mr. Secretary, I was ask'd who writ this play for us.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>For u<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">? why art thou any more than a blew mute?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<P>And by my troth, I &s;aid, I thought it was all your own.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>Away you Coxcomb.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>4</SPEAKER>
<P>Do'&s;t think he has no more wit then to write a Co|medy? my Ladies Chaplain made the Play, though he is content for the honour and trouble of the bu&s;ine&s;s, to be &s;een in't.</P>
</SP>
<PB N="29" REF="19">
<STAGE><HI>Enter</HI> 5th. <HI>Servant.</HI></STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>5</SPEAKER>
<P>Did any body &s;ee my head Gentlemen 'twas here but now? I &s;hall have never a head to play my part in.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>Is thy head gone? 'tis well thy part was not in't, Look, look about, has not <HI>Iaques</HI> it?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>4</SPEAKER>
<P>I his head? two'not come on upon my &s;houlders.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>Make ha&s;t Gentlemen I'l &s;ee whether the King has &s;up'd; Look every man to his wardrop and his part.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<P>Is he gone? in my mind a ma&s;que had been fitter for a mariage.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>4</SPEAKER>
<P>Why mute? there was no time for't, and the &s;cenes Are trouble&s;ome.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<P>Half a &s;core Deal tack'd together in the clouds, what's that? a Throne to come down and dance; all the properties have been paid forty times over, and are in the Court &s;tock, but the Secretary mu&s;t have a play to &s;hew his wit.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>4</SPEAKER>
<P>Did not I tell thee twas the Chaplains? hold your tongue Mute.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<P>Under the Ro&s;e and would this cloth of Silver dou|blet might never come off agen, if there be any more plot then you &s;ee in the back of my hand.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<P>You talk of a plot, I'l not give this for the be&s;t Poets plot in the world and if it be not well carryed.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>4</SPEAKER>
<P>Welll &s;aid Mnte.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<P>Ha, ha; <HI>Pedro</HI> &s;ince he put on his doublet, has repea|ted but three lines, and he has broke five butt ons.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<P>I know not but by this fal&s;e beard, and here's hair e|nough to hang a rea&s;onable hone&s;t man, I do not re|member to &s;ay a &s;trong line indeed in the whole Co|medy; but when the Chambermaid ki&s;&s;es the Cap|tain.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>3</SPEAKER>
<P>Excellent mute.</P>
</SP>
<PB N="30" REF="20">
<STAGE>Enter another Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>5</SPEAKER>
<P>They have almo&s;t &s;up'd, and I cannot find my head yet.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>4</SPEAKER>
<P>play in thine own.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>5</SPEAKER>
<P>Thank you for that, &s;o I may have it made a proper|ty, if I have not a head found me, let Mr. Secretary play my part him&s;elf without it.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>Are you all ready my Ma&s;ters? the King is coming through the Gallery, are the women dre&s;t?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>Rogero</HI> wants a head.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>Here with a pox to you, take mine, you a player? You a puppy-dog is the Mu&s;ick ready?</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Gentleman-V&s;her.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Gent.</SPEAKER>
<P>Gentlemen, it is my Ladies plea&s;ure that you expect till &s;he call for you, there are a company of Ca|valiers in gallant Equipage newly alighted, have offer'd to pre&s;ent their Revels in honour of this <HI>Hymen;</HI> and 'tis her Graces command, that you be &s;ilent till their Enter|tainment be over.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<P>Gentlemen?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<P>Affronted?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>5</SPEAKER>
<P>Mr. Secretary, ther's your head again; a man's a man; have I broken my &s;leep to &s;tudy fifteen lines for an Amba&s;&s;ador, and after that a Con&s;table, and is it come to this?</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>Patience Gentlemen, be not &s;o hot, tis but de|fer'd, and the play may do well enough cold.</P>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>4</SPEAKER>
<P>If it be not pre&s;ented, the Chaplain will have the greate&s;t lo&s;s, he lo&s;es his wits.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Hoboies.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<P>This Mu&s;ick &s;peaks the King upon entrance; retire, retire, and grumble not.</P>
</SP>
<STAGE>Excunt.</STAGE>
<PB N="31" REF="20">
<STAGE>Enter King, Cardinal, Alvarez, Dutche&s;s, Celinda, Va|leria, Placentia, Lords, Hernando; (they being &s;et) Enter Celumbo, and five more in rich habits Vi&s;arded; between every two a torch bearer: They Dance, and after beckon to Alvarez as de&s;irous to &s;peak with him.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alv.</SPEAKER>
<L>With me!</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>They Embrace and whisper</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do you know the Ma&s;quers Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not I Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ther's one, but that my Nephew is abroad,</L>
<L>And has more &s;oul than thus to Jyg upon</L>
<L>Their <HI>Hymenrall</HI> night, I &s;hould &s;u&s;pect</L>
<L>'Twere he.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>The Ma&s; quers lead in Alvarez.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wher's my Lord <HI>D' Alvarez?</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Recorders.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Call in the Bridegroom.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Columbo, four Masquers, bring in Alvarez dead, in one of their habits, and having laid him down, Excunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>What Mi&s;tery is this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>We want the Bridegroom &s;till.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Where is <HI>Alvarez</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Columbo points to the body, they an|vizard it, &amp; find Alvar. bleeding.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh 'tis my Lord hee's murder'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who dur&s;t commit this horrid act?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Columbo?</HI> ha!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes; <HI>Columbo</HI> that dares &s;tay</L>
<L>To ju&s;tifie that act.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Mo&s;t barbarous.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Oh my deare&s;t Lord!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Our guard &s;eize on them all, this &s;ight doth &s;nake</L>
<L>All that is man within me; poor <HI>Alvarez</HI></L>
<L>Is this thy wedding day?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Guard.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you do think there is a heaven or pains,</L>
<L>To puni&s;h &s;uch black crimes i'th' other world,</L>
<PB N="32" REF="21">
<L>Let me have &s;wift, and &s;uch exemplar ju&s;tice</L>
<L>As &s;hall become this great a&s;&s;a&s;inate,</L>
<L>You will take off our faith el&s;e, and if here</L>
<L>Such innocence mu&s;t bleed, and you look on,</L>
<L>Poor men that call you Gods on earth, will doubt</L>
<L>To obey your Laws, nay practi&s;e to be Devils,</L>
<L>As fearing if &s;uch mon&s;trous &s;ins go on</L>
<L>The Saints will not be &s;afe in Heaven.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall,</L>
<L>You &s;hall have ju&s;tice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now to come off were brave.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Ma&s;quers, Sir, are fled, their hor&s;e prepar'd</L>
<L>At gate expected to receive 'em, where</L>
<L>They quickly mounted, coming &s;o like friends</L>
<L>None could &s;u&s;pect their ha&s;t, which is &s;ecur'd</L>
<L>By advantage of the night.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>I an&s;wer for 'em all, 'tis &s;take enough</L>
<L>For many lives, but if that poniard</L>
<L>Had voice, it would convince they were but all</L>
<L>Spectators of my act; and now if you</L>
<L>Will give your judgments leave, though at the fir&s;t</L>
<L>Face of this object your cool bloods were frighted,</L>
<L>I can excu&s;e this deed and call it Ju&s;tice;</L>
<L>An act, your honours, and your office Sir,</L>
<L>Is bound to build a Law upon, for others</L>
<L>To Imitate; I have but took his life,</L>
<L>And puni&s;h'd her with mercy, who had both</L>
<L>Con&s;pir'd to kill the &s;oul of all my fame</L>
<L>Read there,&mdash;and read an injury as deep</L>
<L>In my di&s;hpnour, as the Devill knew</L>
<L>A Woman had capacity or malice</L>
<L>To execute read there, how you were cozen'd Sir,</L>
<L>Your power affronted, and my faith, her &s;miles</L>
<L>A jugling witchcraft to betray and make</L>
<L>My love her hor&s;e to &s;talk withall, and catch</L>
<L>Her curled Minion.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="33" REF="21">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is it po&s;&s;ible</L>
<L>The Dutche&s;s could di&s;&s;emble &s;o, and forfeit</L>
<L>Her mode&s;ty with you, and to us all?</L>
<L>Yet I mu&s;t pity her; my Nephew has</L>
<L>Been too &s;evere, though this affront would call</L>
<L>A dying man from prayers, and turn him Tiger,</L>
<L>There being nothing dearer than our fame,</L>
<L>Which, If a common man, who&s;e blood has no</L>
<L>Ingredient of honour, labour to</L>
<L>Pre&s;erve, a Souldier (by his neare&s;t tye</L>
<L>To glory) is above all others, bound</L>
<L>To vindicate; and yet it might have been le&s;s bloody.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Charitable Devill!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K. Reads.</SPEAKER>
<P><HI>I Pray, my Lord, relea&s;e under your hand, what you dare challenge in my love or per&s;on, as a ju&s;t for|feit to my &s;elf, this act will &s;peak you honorable to my thoughts, and when you have conquered thus your &s;elf, you may proceed to many victories, and after, with &s;afety of your famit vi&s;it again</HI></P>
<STAGE>The lo&s;t <HI>Ro&s;aura.</HI></STAGE>
<L>To this your An&s;wer was a free re&s;ign?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Flatter'd with great opinion of her faith,</L>
<L>And my de&s;ert of her (with thought that &s;he,</L>
<L>Who &s;eem'd to weep and chide my ea&s;ie will</L>
<L>To part with her, could not be guilty of</L>
<L>A trea&s;on, or Apo&s;tacy &s;o &s;oon,</L>
<L>But rather meant this a device to make</L>
<L>Me expedite the affairs of War) I &s;ent</L>
<L>That paper, which her wickedne&s;s not ju&s;tice,</L>
<L>Applied (what I meant tryall) her divorce;</L>
<L>I lov'd her &s;o, I dare call heaven to witne&s;s</L>
<L>I knew not whether I lov'd mo&s;t; while &s;he,</L>
<L>With him, who&s;e crim&s;on penitence I provok'd,</L>
<L>Con&s;pir'd my everla&s;ting infamy;</L>
<L>Examine but the circum&s;tance.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="34" REF="22">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis clear,</L>
<L>This Match was made at home before &s;he &s;ent</L>
<L>That cunning writ, in hope to take him off,</L>
<L>As knowing his impatient Soul would &s;corn</L>
<L>To own a ble&s;&s;ing came on crutches to him;</L>
<L>It was not well to rai&s;e his expectation,</L>
<L>(Had you, Sir, no affront) to ruine him</L>
<L>With &s;o much &s;candall and contempt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>We have</L>
<L>Too plentifull a circum&s;tance to accu&s;e</L>
<L>You Madam, as the cau&s;e of your own &s;orrows,</L>
<L>But not without an acce&s;&s;ary, more</L>
<L>Than young <HI>Alvarez.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Any other in&s;trument?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes I am guilty, with her &s;elf, and <HI>Don</HI></L>
<L><HI>Columbo,</HI> though our acts look'd &s;everall waies,</L>
<L>That thought a lover might &s;o &s;oon be ran&s;om'd;</L>
<L>And did exceed the office of a King</L>
<L>To exerci&s;e dominion over hearts,</L>
<L>That owe to the prerogative of heaven</L>
<L>Their choice, or Separation; you mu&s;t therefore,</L>
<L>When you do kneel for Ju&s;tice, and Revenge,</L>
<L>Madam, con&s;ider me a laterall agent</L>
<L>In poor <HI>Alvarez</HI> Tragedy.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>It was your love to <HI>Don Columbo</HI> Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>So, &s;o; the King is charm'd; do you ob&s;erve,</L>
<L>How to acquit <HI>Columbo,</HI> he would draw</L>
<L>Him&s;elf into the plot; Heaven, is this Ju&s;tice?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your Judgment is divine in this.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>And yet,</L>
<L><HI>Columbo</HI> cannot be &s;ecure, and we</L>
<L>Ju&s;t in his pardon, that dur&s;t make &s;o great,</L>
<L>And in&s;olent a breach of Law and Duty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Ha, Will he turn agen?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>And &s;hould we leave</L>
<L>This guilt of blood to Heaven, which cries, and &s;trikes,</L>
<PB N="35" REF="22">
<L>With loud appeals the palace of eternity,</L>
<L>Yet here is more to charge <HI>Columbo,</HI> than</L>
<L><HI>Alvarez</HI> blood, and bids me puni&s;h it,</L>
<L>Or be no King.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis come about my Lords.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>And If I &s;hould forgive</L>
<L>His timele&s;s death, I cannot the offence,</L>
<L>That with &s;uch boldne&s;s &s;truck at me. Has my</L>
<L>Indulgence to your merits which are great</L>
<L>Made me &s;o cheap, your rage could meet, no time</L>
<L>Nor place for your revenge, but where my eys</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be affrighted, and affronted with</L>
<L>The bloody execution? This contempt</L>
<L>Of Maje&s;ty tran&s;cends my power to pardon,</L>
<L>And you &s;hall feel my anger Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou &s;halt have one &s;hort prayer more for that.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Have I i'th' progre&s;s of my life</L>
<L>No actions to plead me up de&s;erving,</L>
<L>Again&s;t this ceremony?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Contain your &s;elf.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t be dumb then; where is honour?</L>
<L>And gratitude of Kings, when they forget</L>
<L>Who&s;e hand &s;ecur'd their greatne&s;s? take my head off,</L>
<L>Examine then which of your &s;ilken Lords,</L>
<L>As I have done, will throw him&s;elf on dangers;</L>
<L>Like to a floting Iland move in blood;</L>
<L>And where your great de&s;ence calls him to &s;tand</L>
<L>A Bullwark, upon his hold bre&s;t to take</L>
<L>In death, that you may live: but Souldiers are</L>
<L>Your valiant fools, whom when your own &s;ecurities</L>
<L>Are bleeding you can cheri&s;h, but when once</L>
<L>Your &s;tate and nerves are knit, not thinking when</L>
<L>To u&s;e their &s;urgery again, you ca&s;t</L>
<L>Them off, and let them hang in du&s;ty armories,</L>
<L>Or make it death to ask for pay.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>No more,</L>
<PB N="36" REF="23">
<L>We thought to have put your victory and merits</L>
<L>In ballance with <HI>Alvarez</HI> death, which while</L>
<L>Our mercy was to Iudge, had been your &s;afety;</L>
<L>But the affront to us, made greater by</L>
<L>This boldne&s;s to upbraid our royall bounty,</L>
<L>Shall tame or make you nothing.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Lor.</SPEAKER>
<L>Excellent.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Cardinal is not pleas'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Humble your &s;elf</L>
<L>To th' King.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>And beg my life? let cowards do't</L>
<L>That dare not dy, I'l rather have no head</L>
<L>Than owe it to his Charity.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>To th' Ca&s;tle with him.</L>
<L>Madam, I leave you to your grief, and what</L>
<L>The King can recompence to your tears, or honor</L>
<L>Of your dead Lord, expect.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>This &s;hews like Iu&s;tice.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="4" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT IV.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter two Lords, Hernando.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lord.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>THis is the age of wonders.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Wonderous mi&s;chiefs.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Among tho&s;e guards which &s;ome call Tutelar Angels,</L>
<L>Who&s;e office is to govern Provinces,</L>
<L>Is there not one will undertake <HI>Navarre?</HI></L>
<L>Hath heaven for&s;ook us quite?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Columbo</HI> at large?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>And grac'd now more than ever.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>He was not pardon'd,</L>
<L>That word was prejudiciall to his fame.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="37" REF="23">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>But as the murder done had been a dream</L>
<L>Vani&s;h'd to memory, he's courted as</L>
<L>Pre&s;erver of his Country; with what chains</L>
<L>Of Magick does this Cardinal hold the King?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>What will you &s;ay my Lord if they inchant</L>
<L>The Dutche&s;s now; and by &s;ome impudent art,</L>
<L>Advance a Mariage to <HI>Columbo</HI> yet?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Say? I'l &s;ay no woman can be &s;av'd, nor is't</L>
<L>Fit, indeed, any &s;hould pretend to Heaven</L>
<L>After one &s;uch impiety in their &s;ex,</L>
<L>And yet my faith has been &s;o &s;tager'd, &s;ince</L>
<L>The King re&s;tor'd <HI>Columbo,</HI> I'l be now</L>
<L>Of no Religion.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis not po&s;&s;ible</L>
<L>She can forgive the murder, I ob&s;erv'd</L>
<L>Her tears.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why &s;o did I, my Lord,</L>
<L>And if they be not hone&s;t, 'tis to be</L>
<L>Half damn'd to look upon a woman weeping.</L>
<L>When do you think the Cardinal &s;aid his prayers?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Heaven forgive my want of charity</L>
<L>But if I were to kill him, he &s;hould have</L>
<L>No time to pray, his life could be no &s;acrifice,</L>
<L>Unle&s;s his &s;oul went too.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>That were too much.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>When you mean to di&s;patch him, you may give</L>
<L>Time for Confe&s;&s;ion, they have injur'd me</L>
<L>After another rate.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>You are too pa&s;&s;ionate Cozen.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Columbo, Colonels, Alfon&s;o, Courtiers, (they pa&s;s over the Stage.)</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>How the gay men do flutter to congratulate</L>
<L>His Goal delivery? ther's one hone&s;t man,</L>
<L>What pity 'tis a gallant fellow &s;hould</L>
<PB N="38" REF="24">
<L>Depend on knaves for his preferment.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>Except this cruelty upon <HI>Alvarez,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Columbo</HI> has no mighty &s;tain upon him;</L>
<L>But for his Uncle&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>If I had a Son</L>
<L>Of twelve years old, that would not fight with him,</L>
<L>And &s;take his &s;oul again&s;t his Cardinals Cap,</L>
<L>I would di&s;-inherit him; Time has took a lea&s;e</L>
<L>But for three lives I hope, a fourth may &s;ee</L>
<L>Hone&s;ty walk without a crutch.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>This is</L>
<L>But Air and Wildne&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'l &s;ee the Dutche&s;s,</L>
<L>You may do well to comfort her,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>We mu&s;t attend the King.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>your plea&s;ures.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit Her.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter King and Cardinal.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>A Man of a brave &s;oul.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>The le&s;s his &s;afety;</L>
<L>The King and Cardinal in con&s;ult.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Commend us to the Dutche&s;s, and imploy</L>
<L>What language you think fit, and powerfull</L>
<L>To reconcile her to &s;ome peace. My Lords.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, I po&s;&s;e&s;s all for your &s;acred u&s;es.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt Severally.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary and Celinda.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, you are the welcom'&s;t Lady living.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>To whom, Mr. Secretary?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you have mercy</L>
<L>To pardon &s;o much boldne&s;s, I dur&s;t &s;ay,</L>
<L>To me&mdash;I am a Gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>And hand&s;ome.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>But my Lady has much wanted you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why Mr. Secretary?</L>
</SP>
<PB N="39" REF="24">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are the prettie&s;t,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>So.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>The witie&s;t,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>So.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>The merrie&s;t Lady i'th' Court.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>And I was wi&s;h'd to make the Dutche&s;s plea&s;ant.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>She never had &s;o deep a cau&s;e of &s;orrow,</L>
<L>Her Chamber's but a Coffin of a larger</L>
<L>Volume, wherein &s;he walks &s;o like a Gho&s;t,</L>
<L>T'would make you pale to &s;ee her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tell her Grace I attend here.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall mo&s;t willingly.</L>
<L>A &s;pirited Lady, would I had her in my clo&s;et,</L>
<L>She is excellent company among the Lords,</L>
<L>Sure &s;he has an admirable treble&mdash;Madam.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do &s;u&s;pect this fellow would be nibling</L>
<L>Like &s;ome who&s;e narrow fortunes will not ri&s;e</L>
<L>To wear things when the inventions rare, and new,</L>
<L>But treading on the heel of pride, they hunt</L>
<L>The fa&s;hion when tis crippled, like fell tyrants;</L>
<L>I hope I am not old yet, I had the honour</L>
<L>To be &s;aluted by our Cardinals Nephew</L>
<L>This Morning, ther's a man!</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have prevail'd,</L>
<L>Sweet Madam u&s;e what Eloquence you can</L>
<L>Upon her, and if ever I be u&s;efull</L>
<L>To your Ladi&s;hips &s;ervice, your lea&s;t breath commands me.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Dutche&s;s.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, I come to ask you but one que&s;tion,</L>
<L>If you were in my State, my &s;tate of grief,</L>
<L>I mean an exile from all happine&s;s,</L>
<L>Of this world, and almo&s;t of heaven, for my</L>
<L>Affliction is finding out de&s;pair,</L>
<PB N="40" REF="25">
<L>What would you think of <HI>Don Columbo?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who&s;e Bloody hand wrought all this mi&s;ery?</L>
<L>Would you not weep as I do? and wi&s;h rather</L>
<L>An everla&s;ting &s;pring of tears to drown</L>
<L>Your &s;ight, than let your eys be cur&s;t to &s;ee</L>
<L>The murderer agen? and glorious?</L>
<L>So carele&s;s of his &s;in, that he is made</L>
<L>Fit for new <HI>Parricide,</HI> even while his &s;oul</L>
<L>Is purpled o'r, and reeks with innocent blood.</L>
<L>But do not, do not an&s;wer me, I know</L>
<L>You have &s;o great a &s;pirit, (which I want,</L>
<L>The horrour of his fact &s;urpri&s;ing all</L>
<L>My faculties) you would not let him live:</L>
<L>But I, poor I, mu&s;t &s;uffer more, ther's not</L>
<L>One little &s;tar in Heaven will look on me,</L>
<L>Unle&s;s to choo&s;e me out the mark, on whom</L>
<L>It may &s;hoot down &s;ome angry influence.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Placentia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, her's <HI>Don Columbo</HI> &s;ays he mu&s;t</L>
<L>Speak with your Grace.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>But he mu&s;t not, I charge you.</L>
<L>None el&s;e wait? Is this well done,</L>
<L>To triumph in his Tyranny? &s;peak Madam,</L>
<L>Speak but your con&s;cience.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Columbo, and Secretary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir, you mu&s;t not &s;ee her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not &s;ee her? were &s;he cabled up above</L>
<L>The &s;earch of Bullet, or of Fire, were &s;he</L>
<L>Within her Grave, and that the toughe&s;t Mine</L>
<L>That ever nature teem'd and groand withall,</L>
<L>I would force &s;ome way to &s;ee her; do not fear</L>
<L>I come to Court you Madam, y'are not worth</L>
<L>The humble&s;t of my kinder thoughts, I come</L>
<PB N="41" REF="25">
<L>To &s;hew the man you have prokvo'd, and lo&s;t;</L>
<L>And tell you what remains of my revenge.</L>
<L>Live, but never pre&s;ume again to marry,</L>
<L>I'l kill the next at th' Altar, and quench all</L>
<L>The &s;miling tapers with his blood; if after</L>
<L>You dare provoke the Prie&s;t, and heaven &s;o much,</L>
<L>To take another, in thy bed I'l cut him from</L>
<L>Thy warm embracc, and throw his heart to Ravens.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>This will appear an unexampled cruelty.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your pardon Madam, rage, and my revenge</L>
<L>Not perfect, took away my eys, you are</L>
<L>A noble Lady, this, not worth your ey-beam,</L>
<L>One of &s;o &s;light a making, and &s;o thin,</L>
<L>An Autumn leaf is of too great a value</L>
<L>To play, which &s;hall be &s;oone&s;t lo&s;t i'th' Air;</L>
<L>Be pleas'd to own me by &s;ome name, in your</L>
<L>A&s;&s;urance, I de&s;pi&s;e to be receiv'd</L>
<L>There, let her witne&s;s that I call</L>
<L>You Mi&s;tre&s;s; honour me to make the&s;e Pearls</L>
<L>Your carkanet.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lord, you are too humble in your thoughts.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ther's no vexation too great to puni&s;h her.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now Nadam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Away you &s;aucy fellow; Madam, I</L>
<L>Mu&s;t be excus'd, if I do think more honourably</L>
<L>Than you have cau&s;e of this great Lord.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why is not</L>
<L>All woman kind concern'd to hate what's impious?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>For my part&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Antonio,</HI> is this a woman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not whether &s;he be man or woman,</L>
<L>I &s;hould be nimble to find out the Experiment,</L>
<L>She look'd with le&s;s &s;tate, when <HI>Columbo</HI> came.</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="26">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Let me entreat your ab&s;ence, I am cozen'd in her,</L>
<L>I took you for a mode&s;t, hone&s;t Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, I &s;corn any accu&s;er, and</L>
<L>Deducting the great title of a Dutche&s;s,</L>
<L>I &s;hall not need one grain of your dear honour</L>
<L>To make me full weight, if your Grace be jealous</L>
<L>I can remove.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>She is gone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prethee remove</L>
<L>My fears of her return,&mdash;&s;he is not worth</L>
<STAGE>Ex. Sec.</STAGE>
<L>Con&s;idering, my anger's mounted higher;</L>
<L>He need not put in caution for my next</L>
<L>Marrage, <HI>Alvarez,</HI> I mu&s;t come to thee,</L>
<L>Thy Virgin, Wife, and Widdow, but not till</L>
<L>I ha' paid tho&s;e Tragick duties to thy Her&s;e,</L>
<L>Become my piety and love, but how?</L>
<L>Who &s;hall in&s;truct a way?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Placentia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, <HI>Don</HI></L>
<L><HI>Hernando</HI> much de&s;ires to &s;peak with you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will not thy own di&s;cretion think I am</L>
<L>Unfit for vi&s;it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Plea&s;e your Grace he brings</L>
<L>Something he &s;ays imports your ear, and love</L>
<L>Of the dead Lord <HI>Alvarez.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then admit him.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Hernando.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would &s;peak, Madam, to your &s;elf.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your ab&s;ence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not how you Grace wil cen&s;ure &s;o</L>
<L>Much boldne&s;s, when you know the affairs I come for.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Servant has prepar'd me to receive it,</L>
<L>If it concern my dead Lord.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Can you name</L>
<PB REF="26">
<L>So much of your <HI>Alvarez</HI> in a breath</L>
<L>Without one word of your revenge? O Madam,</L>
<L>I come to chide you, and repent my great</L>
<L>Opinion of your virtue, that can walk,</L>
<L>And &s;pend &s;o many hours in naked Solitude,</L>
<L>As if you thought that no arrear were due</L>
<L>To his death, when you had paid his Funerall charges,</L>
<L>Made your eys red, and wept a handkercher;</L>
<L>I come to tell you that I &s;aw him bleed,</L>
<L>I, that can challenge nothing in his name,</L>
<L>And honour, &s;aw his murder'd body warm,</L>
<L>And panting with the labour of his &s;pirits,</L>
<L>Till my amaz'd Soul &s;hrunk and hid it &s;elf,</L>
<L>While barbarous <HI>Columbo</HI> grinning &s;tood,</L>
<L>And mock'd the weeping wounds; it is too much</L>
<L>That you &s;hould keep your heart alive, &s;o long</L>
<L>After this &s;pectacle, and not revenge it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>You do not know the bu&s;ine&s;s of my heart,</L>
<L>That cen&s;ure me &s;o ra&s;hly; yet I thank you,</L>
<L>And if you be <HI>Alvarez</HI> friend, dare tell</L>
<L>Your confidence, that I de&s;pi&s;e my life,</L>
<L>But know not how to u&s;e it in a &s;ervice,</L>
<L>To &s;peak me his revenger, this will need</L>
<L>No other proof, than that to you, who may</L>
<L>Be &s;ent with cunning to betray me, I</L>
<L>Have made this bold confe&s;&s;ion, I &s;o much</L>
<L>De&s;ire to &s;acrifice to that hovering Gho&s;t,</L>
<L><HI>Columbo's</HI> life, that I am not ambitious</L>
<L>To keep my own two minutes after it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you will call me coward, which is equall</L>
<L>To think I am a Traytor, I forgive it,</L>
<L>For this brave re&s;olution, which time</L>
<L>And all the De&s;tinies mu&s;t aid, I beg</L>
<L>That I may ki&s;s your hand for this, and may</L>
<L>The &s;oul of angry honour guide it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whither?</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="27">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>To <HI>Don Columbo</HI>'s heart.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>It is too weak I fear alone.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alone? are you in earne&s;t? why? will it not</L>
<L>Be a di&s;honour to your Ju&s;tice, Madam,</L>
<L>Another arm &s;hould interpo&s;e? but that</L>
<L>It were a &s;awcy act to mingle with you,</L>
<L>I dur&s;t, nay I am bound in the revenge</L>
<L>Of him that's dead, (&s;ince the whole world has intere&s;t,</L>
<L>In every goodmans lo&s;s) to offer it;</L>
<L>Dare you command me, Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not command,</L>
<L>But I &s;hould more than honour &s;uch a truth</L>
<L>In man, that dur&s;t again&s;t &s;o mighty odds,</L>
<L>Appear <HI>Alvarez</HI> friend and mine; the Cardinal&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is for the &s;econd cour&s;e, <HI>Columbo</HI> mu&s;t</L>
<L>Be fir&s;t cut up, his Gho&s;t mu&s;t lead the dance.</L>
<L>Let him dy fir&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>But how?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>How? with a Sword, and if I undertake it,</L>
<L>I wo'not lo&s;e &s;o much of my own honour,</L>
<L>To kill him ba&s;ely.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>How &s;hall I reward</L>
<L>This infinite &s;ervice? 'tis not Mode&s;ty,</L>
<L>While now my husband groanes beneath his tomb,</L>
<L>And calls me to his marble bed, to promi&s;e</L>
<L>What this great act might well de&s;erve, my &s;elf</L>
<L>If you &s;urvive the Victor, but if thus</L>
<L><HI>Alvarez</HI> a&s;hes be appeas'd it mu&s;t</L>
<L>De&s;erve an honourable memory;</L>
<L>And though <HI>Columbo</HI> (as he had all power,</L>
<L>And gra&s;p'd the fates) has vow'd to kill the man</L>
<L>That &s;hall &s;ucceed <HI>Alvarez</HI>&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Tyranny.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yet if ever,</L>
<L>I entertain a thought of love hereafter,</L>
<L><HI>Hernando</HI> from the world &s;hall challenge it,</L>
<PB N="45" REF="27">
<L>Till when, my Prayers, and fortune, &s;hall wait on you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is too mighty recompence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis all ju&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>If I outlive <HI>Columbo</HI> I mu&s;t not</L>
<L>Expect &s;ecurity at home.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou can&s;t</L>
<L>Not fly, where all my fortunes, and my love,</L>
<L>Shall not atttend to guard thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>If I dye&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thy memory</L>
<L>Shall have a &s;hrine, the next within my heart</L>
<L>To my <HI>Alvarez.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Once again your hand,</L>
<L>Your cau&s;e is &s;o religious you need</L>
<L>Not &s;trengthen it with your prayers, tru&s;t it to me.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Placentia, and Cardinal.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, the Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will you appear?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>And he had all the horror of the Devil</L>
<L>In's face, I would not balk him.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>He &s;tares upon the Cardinal in his Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>What makes <HI>Hernando</HI> here? I do not like</L>
<L>They &s;hould con&s;ult, I'l take no note; the King</L>
<L>Fairly &s;alutes your Grace, by who&s;e command</L>
<L>I am to tell you, though his will and actions</L>
<L>Illimited, &s;toop not to &s;atisfie</L>
<L>The Vulgar inqui&s;ition, he is</L>
<L>Yet willing to retain a ju&s;t opinion,</L>
<L>With tho&s;e that are plac'd neer him, and although</L>
<L>You look with Natures ey upon your &s;elf,</L>
<L>Which needs no per&s;pective to reach, nor art</L>
<L>Of any optick to make greater, what</L>
<L>Your narrow &s;en&s;e applies an injury,</L>
<L>(Our &s;elves &s;till neare&s;t to our &s;elves) but ther's</L>
<PB N="46" REF="28">
<L>Another ey that looks abroad and walks</L>
<L>In &s;earch of rea&s;on, and the weight of things,</L>
<L>With which if you look on him, you will find</L>
<L>His pardon to <HI>Columbo</HI> cannot be</L>
<L>So much again&s;t his ju&s;tice, as your erring</L>
<L>Faith would per&s;wade your anger.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Good my Lord,</L>
<L>Your phra&s;e has too much land&s;chape and I cannot</L>
<L>Di&s;tingui&s;h at this di&s;tance you pre&s;ent</L>
<L>The figure perfect, but indeed my eys</L>
<L>May pray your Lord&s;hip find excu&s;e, for tears</L>
<L>Have almo&s;t made them blind.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Fair, peace re&s;tore 'em!</L>
<L>To bring the object nearer, the King &s;ays,</L>
<L>He could not be &s;evere to <HI>Don Columbo</HI></L>
<L>Without inju&s;tice to his other merits,</L>
<L>Which call more loud for their reward and honour,</L>
<L>Than you for your revenge; the Kingdom made</L>
<L>Happy by tho&s;e; you only by the la&s;t</L>
<L>Uunfortunate, nor was it rationall,</L>
<L>I &s;peak the Kings own Language, he &s;hould dy</L>
<L>For taking one mans breath, without who&s;e valour</L>
<L>None now had been alive, without di&s;honour.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>In my poor under&s;tanding, 'tis the Crown</L>
<L>Of virtue to proceed in its own tract,</L>
<L>Not deviate from honour, if you acquit</L>
<L>A man of murder, 'cau&s;e he has done brave</L>
<L>Things in the War, you will bring down his valour</L>
<L>To a crime, nay to a baud, if it &s;ecure</L>
<L>A rape, and but teach tho&s;e that de&s;erve well</L>
<L>To &s;in with greater licence; but di&s;pute</L>
<L>Is now too late, my Lord, 'tis done, and you,</L>
<L>By the good King, in tender of my &s;orrows,</L>
<L>Sent to per&s;wade me, 'tis unrea&s;onable</L>
<L>That Ju&s;tice &s;hould repair me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>You mi&s;take,</L>
<PB N="47" REF="28">
<L>For if <HI>Columbo's</HI> death could make <HI>Alvarez</HI></L>
<L>Live, the King had given him up to Law</L>
<L>Your bleeding Sacrifice; but when his life</L>
<L>Was but another trea&s;ure thrown away,</L>
<L>To obey a clamorous Statute, it was wi&s;dom</L>
<L>To him&s;elf and common &s;afety to take off</L>
<L>This killing edge of Law, and keep <HI>Columbo</HI></L>
<L>To recompence the crime by noble acts,</L>
<L>And &s;orrow, that in time might draw your pity.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is a greater tyranny, than that</L>
<L><HI>Columbo</HI> exercis'd, he kill'd my Lord,</L>
<L>And you not have the charity to let</L>
<L>Me think it worth a puni&s;hment,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>To that</L>
<L>In my own name, I an&s;wer; I condemn</L>
<L>And urge the blody guilt again&s;t my Nephew,</L>
<L>'Twas violent, and cruell, a black deed,</L>
<L>A deed who&s;e memory doth make me &s;hudder,</L>
<L>An act that did betray a tyranous nature,</L>
<L>Which he took up in War, the &s;chool of vengeance;</L>
<L>And though the Kings compa&s;&s;ion &s;pare him here,</L>
<L>Unle&s;s his heart Weep it &s;elf out in penitent tears.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>This &s;ounds</L>
<L>As you were now a good man.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Does your Grace</L>
<L>Think I have con&s;cience to allow the murder?</L>
<L>Although when it was done, I did obey</L>
<L>The &s;tream of nature, as he was my Kin&s;man,</L>
<L>To plead he might not pay his forfeit life,</L>
<L>Could I do le&s;s for one &s;o near my bloud?</L>
<L>Con&s;ider Madam, and be charitable,</L>
<L>Let not this wild inju&s;tice, make me lo&s;e</L>
<L>The character I bear, and reverend habit.</L>
<L>To make you full acquainted with my innocence,</L>
<L>I challenge here my &s;oul, and heaven to witne&s;s</L>
<PB N="48" REF="29">
<L>If I had any thought, or knowledge with</L>
<L>My nephews plot, or per&s;on, when he came</L>
<L>Under the &s;mooth pretence of friend to violate</L>
<L>Your ho&s;pitable laws, and do that act</L>
<L>Who&s;e frequent mention drawes this tear, a whirlwind</L>
<L>Suatch me to endle&s;s flames.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I mu&s;t believe,</L>
<L>And ask your Graces pardon, I confe&s;s</L>
<L>I ha' not lov'd you &s;ince <HI>Alvarez</HI> death,</L>
<L>Though we were recontil'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do not blame</L>
<L>Your Jealou&s;ie, nor any zeal you had</L>
<L>To pro&s;ecute revenge again&s;t me, Madam,</L>
<L>As I then &s;tood &s;u&s;pected, nor can yet</L>
<L>Implore your mercy to <HI>Columbo,</HI> all</L>
<L>I have to &s;ay is to retain my fir&s;t</L>
<L>Opinion and credit with your Grace,</L>
<L>Which you may think I urge not out of fear</L>
<L>Or ends upon you, (&s;ince, I thank the King,</L>
<L>I &s;tand firm on the ba&s;e of royall favour)</L>
<L>But for your own &s;ake, and to &s;hew I have</L>
<L>Compa&s;&s;ion of your &s;ufferings.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>You have cleer'd</L>
<L>A doubt my Lord, and by this fair remon&s;trance,</L>
<L>Given my &s;orrow &s;o much truce, to think</L>
<L>That we may meet agen, and yet be friends.</L>
<L>But be not angry, if I &s;till remember</L>
<L>By whom <HI>Alvarez</HI> dyed, and weep, and wake</L>
<L>Another Iu&s;tice with my prayers,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>All thoughts</L>
<L>That may advance a better peace, dwell with you.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>How would this cozening State&s;man bribe my Faith</L>
<L>With flatteries to think him innocent?</L>
<L>No, if his Nephew dy, this Cardinal mu&s;t not</L>
<L>Be long-liv'd; all the prayers of a wrong'd Widow</L>
<PB N="49" REF="29">
<L>Make firm <HI>Hernando</HI>'s Sword, and my own hand</L>
<L>Shall have &s;ome glory in the next revenge;</L>
<L>I will pretend my brain with grief di&s;tracted,</L>
<L>It may gain ea&s;y credit, and be&s;ide</L>
<L>The taking off examination</L>
<L>For great <HI>Columbo</HI>'s death, it makes what act</L>
<L>I do in that believ'd want of my rea&s;on,</L>
<L>Appear no crime, but my defence; look down</L>
<L>Soul of my Lord, from thy eternall &s;hade,</L>
<L>And unto all thy ble&s;t companions boa&s;t,</L>
<L>Thy Dutche&s;s bu&s;ie to revenge thy Gho&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Columbo, Hernando, Alfon&s;o, Colonel.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Hernando,</HI> now I love thee, and do half</L>
<L>Repent the affront my pa&s;&s;ion threw upon thee.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>You wo'not be too prodigall o' your penitence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>This makes good thy Nobility of birth,</L>
<L>Thou may&s;t be worth my anger and my &s;word,</L>
<L>If thou do&s;t execute as daringly,</L>
<L>As thou provok'&s;t a quarrell, I did think</L>
<L>Thy &s;oul a &s;tarveling, or a &s;leep.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>You'l find it</L>
<L>Active enough to keep your &s;pirit waking,</L>
<L>Which to exa&s;perate, for yet I think</L>
<L>It is not high enough to meet my rage&mdash;</L>
<L>D'ee &s;mile?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>This noi&s;e is worth it, Gentlemen;</L>
<L>I'm &s;orry this great Soldier has engag'd</L>
<L>Your travel, all his bu&s;ine&s;s is to talk.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>A little of your Lord&s;hips patience,</L>
<L>You &s;hall have other &s;port, and &s;words that will</L>
<L>Be as nimble 'bout your heart, as you can wi&s;h,</L>
<L>'Tis pity more than our two &s;ingle lives,</L>
<L>Should be at &s;take.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colon.</SPEAKER>
<L>Make that no &s;cruple Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>To him then that &s;urvives if fate allow</L>
<PB REF="30">
<L>That difference, I &s;peak that he may tell</L>
<L>The World, I came not hither on &s;light anger,</L>
<L>But to revenge my honour &s;tain'd, and trampled on</L>
<L>By this proud man, when General, he commanded</L>
<L>My ab&s;ence from the field.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do remember,</L>
<L>And I'l give your Soul now a di&s;charge.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I come to meet it, if your courage be &s;o fortunate.</L>
<L>But there is more than my own injury</L>
<L>You mu&s;t account for Sir, if my &s;word pro&s;per,</L>
<L>Who&s;e point and every edge is made more keen</L>
<L>With young <HI>Alvarez</HI> blood, in which I had</L>
<L>A Noble intere&s;t; does not that &s;in benum</L>
<L>Thy Arteries, and turn the guilty flowings,</L>
<L>To trembling gelly in thy veins? can&s;t hear</L>
<L>Me name that murder, and thy &s;pirits not</L>
<L>Struck into air, as thou wert &s;hot by &s;ome</L>
<L>Engin from heaven?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are the Dutche&s;s Champion;</L>
<L>Thou ha&s;t given me a quarrell now; I grieve</L>
<L>It is determin'd all mu&s;t fight, and I</L>
<L>Shall lo&s;e much honour in his fall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>That Dutche&s;s</L>
<L>(Whom but to mention with thy breath, is &s;acrilege)</L>
<L>An Orphan of thy making, and condemn'd</L>
<L>By thee to eternall &s;olitude, I come</L>
<L>To vindicate, and while I am killing thee,</L>
<L>By virtue of her prayers &s;ent up for ju&s;tice,</L>
<L>At the &s;ame time, in heaven I am pardon'd for't.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>I cannot hear the Bravo.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Two words more</L>
<L>And take your chance, before you all I mu&s;t</L>
<L>Pronounce that noble Lady, without knowledge,</L>
<L>Or thought of what I undertake for her.</L>
<L>Poor &s;oul, Shees now at her Devotions,</L>
<L>Bu&s;ie with heaven, and wearing out the earth</L>
<PB N="51" REF="30">
<L>With her &s;tiff Knees, and bribing her good Angel</L>
<L>With trea&s;ures of her eys, to tell her Lord</L>
<L>How much &s;he longs to &s;ee him; my attempt</L>
<L>Needs no commi&s;&s;ion from her, were I</L>
<L>A &s;tranger in <HI>Navarre,</HI> the inborn right</L>
<L>Of every Gentleman to <HI>Alvarez</HI> lo&s;s,</L>
<L>Is rea&s;on to engage their &s;words, and lives,</L>
<L>Again&s;t the common enemy of virtue.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now have you fini&s;h'd? I have an in&s;trument</L>
<L>Shall cure this noi&s;e, and fly up to thy tongue,</L>
<L>To murder all thy words.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>One little knot</L>
<L>Of phlegm that clogs my &s;tomach, and I ba' done;</L>
<L>You have an Uncle call'd a Cardinal</L>
<L>Would he were lurking now about thy heart,</L>
<L>That the &s;ame wounds might reach you both, and &s;end</L>
<L>Your reeling &s;ouls together. Now have at you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Alph.</SPEAKER>
<L>We mu&s;t not Sir be idle.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>They fight, Colum|bo's Second &s;iain.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>What think you now of praying?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu.</SPEAKER>
<L>Time enough;</L>
<STAGE>He kills Hernando's Second.</STAGE>
<L>Commend me to my friend; the &s;cales are even,</L>
<L>I would be mercifull, and give you time,</L>
<L>Now to con&s;ider of the other World,</L>
<L>You'l find your &s;oul benighted pre&s;ently.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'l find my way i'th' dark.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>They fight, and clo&s;e, Columbo gets both the &s;words, and Hernando takes up the &s;econds Weapon.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Colu</SPEAKER>
<L>A &s;tumble's dangerous.</L>
<L>Now ask thy life&mdash;Ha?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I de&s;pi&s;e to wear it,</L>
<L>A gift from any but the fir&s;t be&s;tower.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;corn a ba&s;e advantage&mdash;ha.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am now</L>
<L>Out of your debt.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Columbo throwes away one of the &s;words. They fight, Hernando wounds Columbo.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>Th'a&s;t don't, and I forgive thee.</L>
<L>Give me thy hand, when &s;hall we meet again?</L>
</SP>
<PB REF="31">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Never, I hope.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Col.</SPEAKER>
<L>I feel life ebb apace, yet I'l look upwards,</L>
<L>And &s;hew my face to heaven.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>The matters done,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t not &s;tay to bury him.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
</DIV2>
<DIV2 N="5" TYPE="act">
<HEAD>ACT V.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Enter two Lords.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lord.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L><HI>COlumbo</HI>'s death doth much aflict the King.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>I thought the Cardinal would have lo&s;t his wits</L>
<L>At fir&s;t, for's nephew, it drownes all the talk</L>
<L>Of the other that were &s;lain.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>We are friends.</L>
<L>I do &s;u&s;pect <HI>Hernando</HI> had &s;ome intere&s;t</L>
<L>And knew how their wounds came.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>His flight confirms it,</L>
<L>For whom the Cardinal has &s;pread his nets.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>He is not &s;o weak to tru&s;t him&s;elf at home</L>
<L>To his Enemies gripe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>All &s;trikes not me &s;o much,</L>
<L>As that the Dutche&s;s, mo&s;t oppre&s;&s;ed Lady,</L>
<L>Should be di&s;tracted, and before <HI>Columbo</HI></L>
<L>Was &s;lain.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>But that the Cardinal &s;hould be made</L>
<L>Her Guardian, is to me above that wonder.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>So it pleas'd the King, and &s;he, with that &s;mall &s;tock</L>
<L>Of rea&s;on left her, is &s;o kind, and &s;mooth</L>
<L>Upon him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>She's turn'd a child agen; a madne&s;s,</L>
<L>That would ha' made her brain and blood boil high</L>
<PB N="53" REF="31">
<L>In which di&s;temper &s;he might ha' wrought &s;omething.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>Had been to purpo&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1</SPEAKER>
<L>The Cardinal is cunning, and how e'r</L>
<L>His brow does &s;mile, he does &s;u&s;pect <HI>Hernando</HI></L>
<L>Took fire from her, and waits a time to puni&s;h it.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2</SPEAKER>
<L>But what a &s;ubject of di&s;grace, and mirth,</L>
<L>Hath poor <HI>Celinda</HI> made her&s;elf by pride,</L>
<L>In her belief <HI>Columbo</HI> was her &s;ervant.</L>
<L>Her head hath &s;toop'd much &s;ince he died, and &s;he</L>
<L>Almo&s;t ridiculous at Court.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Cardinal, Antonelli, Servant.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Cardinal</L>
<L>Is come into the Garden, now&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Walk off,</L>
<L>It troubles me the Dutche&s;s by her lo&s;s</L>
<L>Of brain is now beneath my great revenge,</L>
<L>She is not capable to feel my anger,</L>
<L>Which like to unregarded thunder &s;pent</L>
<L>In woods, and lightning aim'd at &s;en&s;ele&s;s trees,</L>
<L>Mu&s;t idly fall, and hurt her not, not to</L>
<L>That &s;en&s;e her guilt de&s;erves a fatall &s;troke,</L>
<L>Without the knowledg for what crime to fright her,</L>
<L>When &s;he takes leave, and make her tug with death,</L>
<L>Untill her &s;oul &s;weat, is a Pidgeons torment,</L>
<L>And &s;he is &s;ent a babe to the other World,</L>
<L><HI>Columbo</HI>'s death will not be &s;atisfied,</L>
<L>And I but wound her with a two edg'd feather;</L>
<L>I mu&s;t do more, I have all opportunity,</L>
<L>(She by the King now made my charge) but &s;he's</L>
<L>So much a turtle I &s;hall lo&s;e by killing her,</L>
<L>Perhaps do her a plea&s;ure, and preferment;</L>
<L>That mu&s;t not be.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Celinda with a Parchment.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Anto.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is not this &s;he, that would be thought to have been</L>
<PB N="54" REF="32">
<L><HI>Columbo</HI>'s Mi&s;tre&s;s? Madam, his grace is private,</L>
<L>And would not be di&s;turb'd, you may di&s;plea&s;e him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>What will your wor&s;hip wager that he &s;hall</L>
<L>Be pleas'd again before we part.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ant.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'l &s;ay this Diamond Madam, 'gain&s;t a ki&s;s,</L>
<L>And tru&s;t your &s;elf to keep the &s;takes.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis done.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ant.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have long had an appetite to this Lady,</L>
<L>But the Lords keep her up &s;o high&mdash; this toy</L>
<L>May bring her on.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>This interruption ta&s;ts not of good manners.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>But where nece&s;&s;ity my Lord compells,</L>
<L>The boldne&s;s may meet pardon, and when you</L>
<L>Have found my purpo&s;e, I may le&s;s appear</L>
<L>Unmannerly.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>To th' bu&s;ine&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>It did plea&s;e</L>
<L>Your Nephew, Sir, before his death to credit me</L>
<L>With &s;o much honorable favour, I</L>
<L>Am come to tender to his neer'&s;t of blood,</L>
<L>Your &s;elf, what does remain a debt to him.</L>
<L>Not to delay your Grace with circum&s;tance,</L>
<L>That deed, if you accept, makes you my heir</L>
<L>Of no contemptible e&s;tate&mdash; this way</L>
<STAGE>He reads.</STAGE>
<L>Is only left to ty up &s;currile tongues,</L>
<L>And &s;aucy men, that &s;ince <HI>Columbo</HI>'s death</L>
<L>Venture to Libell on my pride, and folly;</L>
<L>His greatne&s;s, and this gift which I enjoy,</L>
<L>Still for my life, beyond which term; a Kingdom's,</L>
<L>Nothing, will curb the giddy &s;pleens of men</L>
<L>That live on impudent rime, and railing at</L>
<L>Each wandering fame they catch.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, this bounty</L>
<L>Will bind my gratitude and care to &s;erve you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am your Graces Servant.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Antonelli,</HI></L>
<STAGE>Whi&s;per.</STAGE>
<PB N="55" REF="32">
<L>And when this noble Lady vi&s;its me</L>
<L>Let her not wait.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>What think you my Officious, Sir; his grace</L>
<L>Is pleas'd, you may conjecture? I may keep</L>
<L>Your Gem, the ki&s;s was never yours.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ant.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sweet Madam&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Talk if you dare, you know I mu&s;t not wait,</L>
<L>And &s;o farewell for this time.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis in my brain already, and it formes</L>
<L>Apace, good, excellent revenge, and plea&s;ant!</L>
<L>She's now within my talons, 'tis too cheap</L>
<L>A &s;atisfaction for <HI>Columbo</HI>'s death,</L>
<L>Only to kill her by &s;oft charm or force,</L>
<L>I'l rifle fir&s;t her darling cha&s;tity,</L>
<L>'Twil be after time enough to poy&s;on her,</L>
<L>And &s;he to th' world be thought her own de&s;troyer.</L>
<L>As I will frame the circum&s;tance, this night</L>
<L>All may be fini&s;hed; for the Colonel,</L>
<L>Her agent in my Nephewes death (whom I</L>
<L>Di&s;turb'd at Coun&s;ell with her) I may reach him</L>
<L>Hereafter, and be Ma&s;ter of his fate.</L>
<L><HI>We &s;tarve our Con&s;cience when we thrive in State.</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Secretary, and Placentia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Placentia,</HI> We two are only left</L>
<L>Of my Ladies Servants, let us be true</L>
<L>To her, and one another, and be &s;ure</L>
<L>When we are at prayers, to cur&s;e the Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>I pity my &s;weet Lady.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I pity her too, but am a little angry;</L>
<L>She might have found another time to lo&s;e</L>
<L>Her wits.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>That I were a man?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>What would'&s;t thou do <HI>Placentia?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>la.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would revenge my Lady.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="56" REF="33">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis better being a woman, thou may&s;t do</L>
<L>Things that may pro&s;per better, and the fruit</L>
<L>Be thy own another day.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your wit &s;till loves</L>
<L>To play the wanton.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis a &s;ad time <HI>Placentia,</HI></L>
<L>Some plea&s;ure would do well, the truth is, I</L>
<L>Am weary of my life, and I would have</L>
<L>One fit of mirth before I leave the world.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not you blu&s;h to talk thus wildly?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis good manners</L>
<L>To be a little mad after my Lady;</L>
<L>But I ha' done; who is with her now?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam <HI>Valeria.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not <HI>Celinda?</HI> Ther's a Lady for my humour,</L>
<L>A pretty book of fle&s;h and blood, and well</L>
<L>Bound up, in a fair letter too; would I</L>
<L>Had her with all the Errata.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>She has not</L>
<L>An honorable Fame.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Her Fame? that's nothing,</L>
<L>A littie &s;tain, her wealth will fe<GAP DESC="illegible" RESP="UOM" EXTENT="1 letter">ch again</L>
<L>The colour, and bring honour into her cheeks</L>
<L>As fre&s;h; if &s;he were mine, and I had her</L>
<L>Exchequer. I know the way to make her hone&s;t,</L>
<L>Hone&s;t to th' touch, the te&s;t, and the la&s;t tryall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>How Prethee?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, fir&s;t I would marry her, that's a verb Materiall;</L>
<L>Then I would Print her with an <HI>Index.</HI></L>
<L><HI>Expurgatorius,</HI> a table drawn</L>
<L>Of her Court Here&s;ies, and when &s;he's read</L>
<L><HI>Cum Privilegio,</HI> who dares call her Whore?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'l leave you, if you talk thus.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I ha' done,</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Placentia,</SPEAKER>
<L>thou may'&s;t be better company</L>
<L>After another progre&s;s; and now tell me,</L>
<PB N="57" REF="33">
<L>Did'&s;t ever hear of &s;uch a patient madne&s;s</L>
<L>As my Lady is po&s;&s;e&s;t with? &s;he has rav'd</L>
<L>But twice; and &s;he would fright the Cardinall,</L>
<L>Or at a &s;upper if &s;he did but poy&s;on him,</L>
<L>It were a phren&s;y I could bear withall;</L>
<L>She calls him her dear Governour&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Hernando di&s;gui&s;ed having a Letter.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Who is this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Her Secretary? Sir,</L>
<L>Here is a Letter if it may have &s;o</L>
<L>Much happine&s;s to ki&s;s her Graces hand.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>From whom?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>That's not in your Commi&s;&s;ion Sir</L>
<L>To ask, or mine to &s;atisfie, &s;he will want</L>
<L>No under&s;tanding when &s;he reads.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas,</L>
<L>Under your favour Sir, you are mi&s;taken,</L>
<L>Her Grace did never more want under&s;tanding.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>How?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>have you not heard, her &s;cull is broken Sir</L>
<L>And many pieces taken out, &s;he's mad.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>The &s;ad fame of her di&s;traction</L>
<L>Has two much truth it &s;eems.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>If plea&s;e you Sir</L>
<L>To expect a while, I will pre&s;ent the Letter.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray do</L>
<STAGE>Exit Placen.</STAGE>
<L>How long has &s;he been thus Di&s;temper'd Sir?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Before the Cardinal came to govern here,</L>
<L>Who for that rea&s;on by the King was made</L>
<L>Her Guardian, we are now at his devotion.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Lamb given up to a Tyger! may di&s;ea&s;es</L>
<L>Soon eat him through his heart!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your pardon Sir,</L>
<L>I love that voice, I know it too, a little,</L>
<L>Are not you? be not angry noble Sir,</L>
<PB N="58" REF="34">
<L>I can with ea&s;e be ignorant agen,</L>
<L>And think you are another man, but if</L>
<L>You be that valiant Gentleman they call &mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whom? What?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>That kill'd, I would not name him if I thought</L>
<L>You were not pleas'd to be that very Gentleman.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Am I betraid?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Devil &s;ha'not</L>
<L>Betray you here, kill me, and I will take</L>
<L>My death you are the Noble Colonel;</L>
<L>We are all bound to you for the Generals death,</L>
<L>Valiant <HI>Hernando?</HI> when my Lady knows</L>
<L>You are here, I hope 'twil fetch her wits agen,</L>
<L>But do not talk too loud, we are not all</L>
<L>Hone&s;t i'th' hou&s;e, &s;ome are the Cardinals creatures.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Thou wert faithfull to thy Lady, I am glad</L>
<L>'Tis night, but tell me how the Churchman u&s;es</L>
<L>The Dutche&s;s?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Antonelli.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>He carries Angels in his tongue, and face, but I</L>
<L>Su&s;pect his heart, this is one of his &s;pawns.</L>
<L>Signior <HI>Antonelli.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ant.</SPEAKER>
<L>Hone&s;t <HI>Antonio.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>And how, and how&mdash;a friend of mine, where is</L>
<L>The Cardinals Grace?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>That will be never an&s;wered.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Aut.</SPEAKER>
<L>He means to &s;up here with the Dutche&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Will he?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ant.</SPEAKER>
<L>We'l have the charming bottles at my chamber,</L>
<L>Bring that Gentleman, we'l be mighty merry.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I may di&s;turb your jollity.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ant.</SPEAKER>
<L>Farewell &s;weet&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Dear <HI>Antonelli&mdash;</HI> a round Pox confound you.</L>
<L>This is Court Retorick at the back &s;tairs.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="59" REF="34">
<STAGE>Enter Placentia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do you know this Gentleman?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not I.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>My Lady pre&s;ently di&s;mi&s;t <HI>Valeria,</HI></L>
<L>And bad me bring him to her bed-chamber.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>The Gentleman has an hone&s;t face.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Her words fell from her with &s;ome evenne&s;s &amp; joy.</L>
<L>Her Grace de&s;ires your pre&s;ence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'l attend her.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exit.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I would this Soldier had the Cardinal</L>
<L>Upon a promontory, with what a &s;pring</L>
<L>The Churchman would leap down, it were a &s;pectacle</L>
<L>Mo&s;t rare to &s;ee him topple from the precipice,</L>
<L>And &s;ou&s;e in the &s;alt water with a noi&s;e</L>
<L>To &s;tun the fi&s;hes; and if he fell into</L>
<L>A net, what wonder would the &s;imple Sea-guls</L>
<L>Have, to draw up the o'rgrown Lob&s;ter,</L>
<L>So ready boild? he &s;hall have my good wi&s;hes,</L>
<L>This Colonels coming may be lucky. I</L>
<L>Will be &s;ure none &s;hall interrupt 'em.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Celinda.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Is her Grace at opportunity?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>No &s;weet Madam,</L>
<L>She is a &s;leep, her Gentlewoman &s;ays.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>My bu&s;ine&s;s is but vi&s;it, I'l expect.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>That mu&s;t not be, although I like your company.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>You are grown rich Mr. Secretary.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I Madam, Alas!</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>I hear you are upon another purcha&s;e.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I upon a purcha&s;e?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>If you want any &s;um &mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>If I could purcha&s;e your &s;weet favour Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>You &s;hall command me, and my fortune Sir.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>How's this?</L>
</SP>
<PB N="60" REF="35">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have ob&s;erv'd you Sir a &s;taid,</L>
<L>And prudent Gentleman&mdash; and I &s;hall want&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Father for &s;ome Infant; he has credit</L>
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L>Ith' world; I am not the fir&s;t ca&s;t Lady</L>
<L>Has married a Secretary.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Shall I wait upon you?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whither?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>Any whither.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>I may chance lead you then&mdash;</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall be honour'd to obey, my blood</L>
<L>Is up, and in this humour I'm for any thing.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>Well Sir, I'l try your Manhood.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis my happine&s;s,</L>
<L>You cannot plea&s;e me better.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Cel.</SPEAKER>
<L>This was &s;truck</L>
<L>I'th' opportunity.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Sec.</SPEAKER>
<L>I am made for ever.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Hernando, and Dutche&s;s.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Dear Madam, do not weep.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Y'are very welcome,</L>
<L>I ha done, I wo'not &s;hed a tear more</L>
<L>Till I meet <HI>Alvarez,</HI> then I'l weep for joy;</L>
<L>He was a fine young Gentleman, and &s;ung &s;weetly,</L>
<L>And you had heard him but the night before</L>
<L>We were married, you would ha' &s;worn he had been</L>
<L>A Swan, and &s;ung his own &s;ad Epitaph;</L>
<L>But we'l talk o'the Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Would his death</L>
<L>Might ran&s;om your fair &s;en&s;e, he &s;hould not live</L>
<L>To triumph in the lo&s;s, be&s;hrow my manhood;</L>
<L>But I begin to melt.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I pray Sir tell me,</L>
<L>For I can under&s;tand, although they &s;ay</L>
<L>I have lo&s;t my wits; but they are &s;afe enough,</L>
<PB N="61" REF="35">
<L>And I &s;hall have 'em when the Cardinal dyes;</L>
<L>Who had a Letter from his Nephew too</L>
<L>Since he was &s;lain.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>From whence?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I know not where he is? but in &s;ome Bower</L>
<L>Within a Garden he is making Chaplets,</L>
<L>And means to &s;end me one, but I'l not take it,</L>
<L>I have flowers enough I thank him while I live.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>But do you love your Governour?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes, but I'l never marry him, I am promis'd</L>
<L>Already.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>To whom Madam?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not you</L>
<L>Blu&s;h when you ask me that, mu&s;t not you be</L>
<L>My Husband? I know why, but that's a &s;ecret;</L>
<L>Indeed if you believe me, I do love</L>
<L>No man alive &s;o well as you, the Cardinal</L>
<L>Shall never know't, hee'l kill us both, and yet</L>
<L>He &s;ays he loves me dearly, and has promis'd</L>
<L>To make me well again, but I'm afraid,</L>
<L>One time or other he will give me poy&s;on.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Prevent him Madam, and take nothing from him.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Why, do you think 'twil hurt me?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>It will kill you.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I &s;hall but dye, and meet my dear lov'd Lord,</L>
<L>Whom when I have ki&s;t, I'l come again, and work</L>
<L>A bracelet of my hair for you to carry him,</L>
<L>When you are going to heaven, the poe&s;y &s;hall</L>
<L>Be my own name, in little tears, that I</L>
<L>Will weep next winter, which congeal'd i'th' fro&s;t</L>
<L>Will &s;hew like &s;eed-Pearl, you'l deliver it?</L>
<L>I know he'l love, and wear it for my &s;ake.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>She is quite lo&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I pray give me Sir, your pardon,</L>
<L>I know I talk not wi&s;ely, but if you had</L>
<L>The burthen of my &s;orrow, you would mi&s;s</L>
<PB N="62" REF="36">
<L>Sometimes your better rea&s;on; now l'm well,</L>
<L>What will you do when the Cardinal comes?</L>
<L>He mu&s;t not &s;ee you for the world.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;ha'not,</L>
<L>I'l take my leave before he come.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Nay &s;tay,</L>
<L>I &s;hall have no friend left me when you go,</L>
<L>He will but &s;up, he &s;ha'not &s;tay to ly wi' me,</L>
<L>I have the picture of my Lord abed,</L>
<L>Three are to much this weather.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Plecentia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Madam, the Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>He &s;hall &s;up with the Devil.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I dare not &s;tay,</L>
<L>The Red-cock will be angry, I'l come agen.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>This &s;orrow is no fable, now I find</L>
<L>My curio&s;ity is &s;adly &s;atisfied;</L>
<L>Ha? if the Dutche&s;s in her &s;tragled wits,</L>
<L>Let fall words to betray me to the Cardinal,</L>
<L>The Panther will not leap more fierce to meet</L>
<L>His prey, when a long want of food hath parch'd</L>
<L>His &s;tarved maw, than he to print his rage</L>
<L>And tear my heart-&s;trings, every thing is fatall,</L>
<L>And yet &s;he talk'd &s;ometimes with chain of &s;en&s;e,</L>
<L>And &s;aid &s;he lov'd me; ha, they come not yet;</L>
<L>I have a &s;word about me, and I left</L>
<L>My own &s;ecurity to vi&s;it death.</L>
<L>Yet I may pau&s;e a little, and con&s;ider</L>
<L>Which way does lead me to't mo&s;t honorably;</L>
<L>Does not the Chamber that I walk in tremble?</L>
<L>What will become of her, and me, and all</L>
<L>The world in one &s;mall hour? I do not think</L>
<L>Ever to &s;ee the day agen, the wings</L>
<L>Of night &s;pread o'r me like a &s;able Her&s;e-cloath,</L>
<L>The Stars are all clo&s;e mourners too; but I</L>
<L>Mu&s;t not alone to the cold &s;ilent grave,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t not; If thou can&s;t <HI>Alvarez</HI> open</L>
<PB N="63" REF="36">
<L>That Ebon curtain, and behold the man,</L>
<L>When the worlds ju&s;tice fails &s;hall right thy a&s;hes,</L>
<L>And feed their thir&s;t with blood, thy Dutche&s;s is</L>
<L>Almo&s;t a Gho&s;t already; and doth wear</L>
<L>Her body like a u&s;ele&s;s upper garment,</L>
<L>The trim and fa&s;hion of it lo&s;t. Ha?</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Placentia.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>You need not doubt me, Sir, My Lady prays</L>
<L>You would not think it long, &s;he in my ear,</L>
<L>Commanded me to tell you, that when la&s;t</L>
<L>She drank, &s;he had happy wi&s;hes to your health.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>And did the Cardinal pledge it?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>He was not</L>
<L>Invited to't, nor mu&s;t he know you are here.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>What do they talk of prethee?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>His Grace is very plea&s;ant</L>
<STAGE>A Lute is heard.</STAGE>
<L>And kind to her, but her returns are after</L>
<L>The &s;ad condition of her &s;en&s;e, &s;ometimes unjoynted.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>They have Mu&s;ick.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>A Lute only,</L>
<L>His Grace prepard, they &s;ay, the be&s;t of <HI>Italy</HI></L>
<L>That waits upon my Lord.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>He thinks the Dutche&s;s</L>
<L>Is &s;tung with a Tarantula.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Pla.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your pardon.</L>
<L>My duty is expected.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Gentle Lady.&mdash;a voice too?</L>
<LG>
<HEAD>Song within.</HEAD>
<L>S. <HI>Come my</HI> Daphne, <HI>come away,</HI></L>
<L><HI>We do wa&s;t the Cry&s;tal day;</HI></L>
<L><HI>'Tis</HI> Strephon <HI>calls.</HI> Da <HI>What &s;ays my love?</HI></L>
<L>S. <HI>Come follow to the Mirtle Grove,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Where</HI> Venus <HI>&s;hall prepare</HI></L>
<L><HI>New Chaplets for thy hair.</HI></L>
<L>D. <HI>Were I &s;hut up within a Tree,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I'd rend my bark to follow thee.</HI></L>
<L>S. <HI>My Shepherde&s;s, make ha&s;t,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The minutes &s;lide too fa&s;t:</HI></L>
<PB N="64" REF="37">
<L>D. <HI>In tho&s;e cooler &s;hades will I</HI></L>
<L><HI>Blind, as</HI> Cupid, ki&s;s thine ey.</L>
<L>S. <HI>In thy bo&s;ome then I'l &s;tay,</HI></L>
<L><HI>In &s;uch warm Snow who would not lo&s;e his way.</HI></L>
<STAGE>Chor.</STAGE>
<L><HI>WE'l laugh and leave the world behind,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And Gods them&s;elves that &s;ee,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Shall envy thee, and me;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But never find</HI></L>
<L><HI>Such joys, when they embrace a Deity.</HI></L>
</LG>
<L>If at this di&s;tance I di&s;tingui&s;h, 'tis not</L>
<L>Church mu&s;ick, and the air's wanton, and no Anthem</L>
<L>Sung to't, but &s;ome &s;trange Ode of love, and ki&s;&s;es,</L>
<L>What &s;hould this mean?&mdash; ha, he is coming hither,</L>
<L>I am betraid, he marches in her hand,</L>
<L>I'l tru&s;t a little more, mute as the Arras</L>
<L>My &s;word and I here.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>He ob&s;erves</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter Cardival, Dutche&s;s, Antonelli, and Attendants.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Wait you in the fir&s;t Chamber, and let none</L>
<L>Pre&s;ume to interrupt us.</L>
<STAGE>Ex. Serv.</STAGE>
<L>She is plea&s;ant; now for &s;ome art to poy&s;on all her inno|cence.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I do not like the Cardinals humour, he</L>
<L>Little &s;u&s;pects what gue&s;t is in my Chamber.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now Madam you are &s;afe.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>How means your Lord&s;hip?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Safe in my Arms, &s;weet Dutche&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Do not hurt me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not for the trea&s;ures of the world, you are</L>
<L>My pretty charge, had I as many lives</L>
<L>As I have carefull thoughts, to do you &s;ervice,</L>
<L>I &s;hould think all a happy forfeit to</L>
<L>Delight your Grace one minute; 'tis a heaven</L>
<L>To &s;ee you &s;mile.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>What kindne&s;s call you this?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>It cannot want a name while you pre&s;erve</L>
<L>So plentifull a &s;weetne&s;s, it is love.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="65" REF="37">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Of me? how &s;hall I know't my Lord?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>By this, and this, &s;wift Me&s;&s;engers to whi&s;per</L>
<L>Our hearts to one another.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Ki&s;&s;es.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Pray do you come a wooing?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Yes &s;weet Madam,</L>
<L>You cannot be &s;o cruell to deny me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>What my Lord?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Another ki&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Can you</L>
<L>Di&s;pen&s;e with this my Lord? Alas I fear</L>
<STAGE>A&s;ide.</STAGE>
<L><HI>Hernando</HI> is a&s;leep, or vani&s;h'd from me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have mock'd my blood into a flame, and what</L>
<L>My angry &s;oul had form'd for my revenge,</L>
<L>Is now the object of my amorous &s;en&s;e,</L>
<L>I have took a &s;trong inchantment from her lips,</L>
<L>And fear I &s;hall forgive <HI>Columbo's</HI> death</L>
<L>If She con&s;ent to my embrace; come Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Whither my Lord?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>But to your bed or couch,</L>
<L>Where if you will be kind, and but allow</L>
<L>Your &s;elf a knowledg, love who&s;e &s;hape and raptures</L>
<L>Wi&s;e Poets have but glorified in dreams,</L>
<L>Shall make your chamber his eternall Palace;</L>
<L>And with &s;uch active and e&s;&s;entiall &s;treams</L>
<L>Of new delights glide o'r your bo&s;ome, you</L>
<L>Shall wonder to what unknown world you are</L>
<L>By &s;ome ble&s;t change tran&s;lated; why d'e pau&s;e?</L>
<L>And look &s;o wild? will you deny your Governour?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>How came you by that Cloven foot?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your fancy</L>
<L>Would turn a traitour to your happine&s;s;</L>
<L>I am your friend, you mu&s;t be kind.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Unhand me,</L>
<L>Or I'l cry out a rape.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>You wo'not &s;ure?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have been cozend with <HI>Hernando's</HI> &s;hadow,</L>
<L>Here's none but heaven to hear me, help, a rape,</L>
</SP>
<PB N="66" REF="38">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Are you &s;o good at under&s;tanding then,</L>
<L>I mu&s;t u&s;e other argument.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>He forces her.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Go to, Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Strikes him. Ex. Dut.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Hernando,</HI> Murder, Trea&s;on, help.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>An army &s;ha'not re&s;cue thee, your blood</L>
<L>Is much inflam'd, I have brought a Lancet wi'me,</L>
<L>Shall open your hot veins, and cool your fever;</L>
<L>To vex thy parting Soul, it was the &s;ame</L>
<L>Engin that pinc'd <HI>Columbo's</HI> heart.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Help, Murder.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Antonelli and Servants.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Anton.</SPEAKER>
<L>Some ring the bell, 'twil rai&s;e the Court,</L>
<L>My Lord is murder'd, 'tis <HI>Hernando.</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>The bell rings.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I'l make you all &s;ome &s;port,&mdash;So, now we are even,</L>
<L>Where is the Dutche&s;s, I would take my leave</L>
<L>Of her, and then bequeath my cur&s;e among you.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Her. &s;alls.</STAGE>
<STAGE>Enter King, Dutche&s;s, Valeria, Lords, Guard.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>How come the&s;e bloody objects?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>With a trick my &s;word found out, I hope he's paid.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>I hope &s;o to; a Surgeon for my Lord Cardinal.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Hernando?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Iu&s;tice, Oh Iu&s;tice Sir, again&s;t a ravi&s;her.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>Sir I ha' done you &s;ervice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>A bloody &s;ervice.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis pure Searlet.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Surgeon.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>After &s;uch care to perfect my revenge</L>
<L>Thus banded out o'th' world by a womans plot?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Her.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have pre&s;erv'd the Dutche&s;s from a rape,</L>
<L>Good-night to me and all the world for ever.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Dies.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>So impious.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>'Tis mo&s;t true, <HI>Alvarez</HI> blood</L>
<L>Is now reveng'd, I find my brain return,</L>
<L>And every &s;tragling &s;en&s;e repairing home.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I have de&s;erv'd you &s;hould turn from me Sir,</L>
<L>My life hath been prodigiou&s;ly wicked,</L>
<PB N="67" REF="38">
<L>My blood is now the Kingdoms balm; oh Sir,</L>
<L>I have abu'd your ear, your tru&s;t, your people,</L>
<L>And my own &s;acred Office, my con&s;cience</L>
<L>Feels now the &s;ting, oh &s;hew your charity,</L>
<L>And with your pardon like a cool &s;oft gale</L>
<L>Fan my poor &s;weating &s;oul; that wanders through</L>
<L>Unhabitable climes, and parched de&s;erts;</L>
<L>But I am lo&s;t, if the great World forgive me,</L>
<L>Unle&s;s I find your mercy for a crime</L>
<L>You know not Madam, yet again&s;t your life.</L>
<L>I mu&s;t confe&s;s, more than my black intents</L>
<L>Upon your honour, y'are already poy&s;on'd.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>By whom?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>By me,</L>
<L>In the revenge I ow'd <HI>Columbo</HI>'s lo&s;s,</L>
<L>With your la&s;t meat was mixt a poy&s;on that</L>
<L>By &s;ubtle, and by &s;ure degrees mu&s;t let in death.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Look to the Dutche&s;s, our Phy&s;icians?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Stay, I will de&s;erve her mercy, though I cannot</L>
<L>Call back the deed, in proof of my repentance,</L>
<L>If the la&s;t breath of a now dying man</L>
<L>May gain your charity, and belief, receive</L>
<L>This Ivory box, in it an antidote</L>
<L>'Bove that they boa&s;t the great magi&s;trall medicine,</L>
<L>That pouder mixt with wine by a mo&s;t rare</L>
<L>And quick acce&s;s to the heart will fortifie it</L>
<L>Again&s;t the rage of the mo&s;t nimble poy&s;on,</L>
<L>I am not worthy to pre&s;ent her with it,</L>
<L>Oh take it and pre&s;erve her innocent life.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Strange, he &s;hould have a good thing in &s;uch readyne&s;s.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>This that which in my jealou&s;ie and &s;tate</L>
<L>Tru&s;ting to fal&s;e predictions of my birth,</L>
<L>That I &s;h dy by poy&s;on, I pre&s;erv'd</L>
<L>For my own &s;afety, wonder not, I made,</L>
<L>That my companion was to be my re&s;uge.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Enter Servant with a bowle of Wine.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>Her's &s;ome touch of grace.</L>
</SP>
<PB N="68" REF="39">
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>in greater proof of my pure thoughts I take</L>
<L>This fir&s;t, and with my dying breath confirm</L>
<L>My penitence, it may benefit her life,</L>
<L>But not my wounds; oh ha&s;ten to pre&s;erve her,</L>
<L>And though I merit not her pardon, let not</L>
<L>Her fair &s;oul be divorc'd</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is &s;ome charity, may it pro&s;per Madam.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Valeria.</SPEAKER>
<L>How does your grace?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>And mu&s;t I owe my life to him who&s;e death</L>
<L>Was my ambition? take this free acknowledgment,</L>
<L>I had intent this night with my own hand</L>
<L>To be <HI>Alvarez</HI> lu&s;ticer.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>You were mad,</L>
<L>And thought pa&s;t apprehen&s;ion of revenge.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>That &s;hape I did u&s;urp, great Sir, to give</L>
<L>My Art more freedom and defence, but when</L>
<L><HI>Hernando</HI> came to vi&s;it me, I thought</L>
<L>I might defer my execution,</L>
<L>Which his owe rage &s;uppli'd without my guilt,</L>
<L>And when his lu&s;t grew high, met with his blood.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>The Cardial &s;miles.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Now my revenge has met</L>
<L>With you my nimble Dutche&s;s, I have took</L>
<L>A &s;hape to give my act more freedom too,</L>
<L>And now I am &s;ure &s;he's poy&s;on'd, with that doze</L>
<L>I gave her la&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Th'art not &s;o horrid?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>Ha! &s;ome Cordiall.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Alas no pre&s;ervative</L>
<L>Hath wings to overtake it, were her heart</L>
<L>Lock'd in a quarry, it would &s;earch, and kill</L>
<L>Before the aids can reach it; I am &s;ure</L>
<L>You &s;ha not now laugh at me.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>How came you by that poy&s;on?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I prepar'd it,</L>
<L>Re&s;olving when I had enjoy'd her, which</L>
<PB N="69" REF="39">
<L>The Colonel prevented, by &s;ome art</L>
<L>To make her take it, and by death conclude</L>
<L>My la&s;t revenge; you have the fatal Story.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>This is &s;o great a wickedne&s;s, it will</L>
<L>Exceed belief.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>I knew I could not live.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Surgeon.</SPEAKER>
<L>Your wounds, Sir, were not de&s;perate.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Not mortall? ha? were they not mortall?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Surg.</SPEAKER>
<L>If I have skill in Surgery.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>Then I have caught my &s;elf in my own Engin.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>It was your fate you &s;aid to dy by poy&s;on.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Car.</SPEAKER>
<L>That was my own prediction to abu&s;e</L>
<L>Your faith, no humane art can now re&s;i&s;t it,</L>
<L>I feel it knocking at the &s;eat of life,</L>
<L>It mu&s;t come in, I have wrackt all my own</L>
<L>To try your charities, new it would be rare,</L>
<L>If you but waft me with a little prayer,</L>
<L>My wings that flag may catch the wind, but 'tis</L>
<L>In vain, the mi&s;t is ri&s;en, and ther's none</L>
<L>To &s;tear my wandring bark.</L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Dyes.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>1 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>He's dead?</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>With him</L>
<L>Dy all deceived tru&s;t.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>2 <HI>Lo.</HI></SPEAKER>
<L>This was a &s;trange impiety.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>When men</L>
<L>Of Gifts and &s;acred Function once decline</L>
<L>From virtue, their ill deeds tran&s;cend example.</L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Dut.</SPEAKER>
<L>The minute's come that I mu&s;t take my leave too.</L>
<L>Your hand great Sir, and though you be a King,</L>
<L>We may exchange forgivene&s;s, heaven forgive,</L>
<L>And all the world. I come, I come <HI>Alvarez</HI></L>
</SP>
<STAGE>Dyes.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>K.</SPEAKER>
<L>Di&s;po&s;e their bodies for becoming funeral;</L>
<L>How much are Kings abus'd by tho&s;e they take</L>
<L>To royall grace? whom when they cheri&s;h mo&s;t</L>
<L>By nice indulgence, they doo often arm</L>
<L>Again&s;t them&s;elves; from whence this maxim &s;prings,</L>
<L><HI>None have more need of Per&s;pectives than Kings.</HI></L>
<STAGE>Exeunt.</STAGE>
</SP>
</DIV2>
</DIV1>
<DIV1 TYPE="epilogue">
<PB REF="40">
<HEAD>Epilogue.</HEAD>
<STAGE>Within.</STAGE>
<P>Mr. <HI>Polla'd,</HI> wher's Mr. <HI>Pollard</HI> for the Epi|logue?</P>
<STAGE>He is thru&s;t upon the Stage, and falls.</STAGE>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Epilogue.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>I Am coming to you Gentlemen, the Poet</HI></L>
<L><HI>Has help'd me thus far on my way, but I'l</HI></L>
<L><HI>Be even with him; the Play is a Tragedy,</HI></L>
<L><HI>The fir&s;t that ever he compos'd for us,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Wherein he thinks he has done pretily,</HI></L>
<STAGE>Enter Servant.</STAGE>
<L><HI>And I am &s;en&s;ible; I prethee look</HI></L>
<L><HI>Is nothing out of joynt? has he broke nothing?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Serv.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Nor Sir, I hope.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Epi.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Yes, he has broke his Epilogue all to peeces,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Can&s;t thou put it together agen?</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Ser.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Not I Sir.</HI></L>
</SP>
<SP>
<SPEAKER>Epi.</SPEAKER>
<L><HI>Nor I, prethee be gone, hum? Mr. Poet,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I have a teeming mind to be reveng'd.</HI></L>
<L><HI>You may a&s;&s;i&s;t, and not be &s;een in't now.</HI></L>
<L><HI>If you plea&s;e Gentlemen, for I do know</HI></L>
<L><HI>He li&s;tens to the i&s;&s;ue of his cau&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>But bli&s;ter not your hands in his applau&s;e,</HI></L>
<L><HI>Your private &s;mile, your nod, or hum, to tell</HI></L>
<L><HI>My fellows, that you like the bu&s;ine&s;s well;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And when without a clap you go away,</HI></L>
<L><HI>I'l drink a &s;mall-bear health to his &s;econd day;</HI></L>
<L><HI>And break his heart, or make him &s;wear, and rage,</HI></L>
<L><HI>He'l write no more for the unhappy Stage;</HI></L>
<L><HI>But that's too much, &s;o we &s;hould lo&s;e; faith &s;hew it,</HI></L>
<L><HI>And if you like his play, 'ts as well, he knew it.</HI></L>
</SP>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
</BODY>
<BACK>
<DIV1 TYPE="publisher's note">
<PB REF="40">
<HEAD>A Catalogue of the Au|thors Poems already Printed</HEAD>
<LIST>
<HEAD>Tragedies.</HEAD>
<ITEM><HI>THe Traytour</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Philip Chabot Admirall of France</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Loves Cruelty</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Maids Revenge</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Dukes Mi&s;tri;</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Cardinal.</HI></ITEM>
</LIST>
<LIST>
<HEAD>Comedies and Tragi-comedies.</HEAD>
<ITEM><HI>The School of Complement</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Lady of Plea&s;ure</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>Hide-parke</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Con&s;tant Maid.</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><NOTE N="*" PLACE="marg">Fal&s;ely a&s;|cribed to <HI>Jo. Fletcher.</HI></NOTE> <HI>The Coronation</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Changes, or Love in a Maze</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Gratefull Servant</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Patron of Ireland</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Humorous Court</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The wedding</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Ball, or French Dancing Master</HI></ITEM>
<PB REF="41" MS="y">
<ITEM><HI>The Game&s;ter</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Example</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Bird in a cage</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Royall Ma&s;ter</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Opportunity</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Witty Faire one</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Impo&s;ture</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Brothers</HI></ITEM>
<ITEM><HI>The Si&s;ters.</HI></ITEM>
</LIST>
<P><HI>A Ma&s;que of the four Honorable Innes of Court, pre|&s;ented before the King and Queens Majesty at</HI> Whitehall <HI>in the Banqueting hou&s;e.</HI></P>
<P><HI>Poems.</HI></P>
<TRAILER>FINIS.</TRAILER>
</DIV1>
</BACK>
</TEXT>
</EEBO>
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