 | A Pastorall Called The Arcadia |  |
Actus Quartus.
Enter Rebells.Cap.
Come my bloods since there is no hope of our pardons
let us be honest out-lawes one to another, and doe
all the mischeife we can, we are Masters of the Woods, and
we will domineere like Lords of the soyle; I say we will live,
we will eate and we will drinke.
Would I were at my forge againe
Cap.
Arcadia shall be thy Anvile smith; and thou maist live
to beate
2.
Some of them are so rotten they will save us a labor
Cap.
Be resolute and strike the iron while it is hot, where is the
little miller
3.
Thumbe the miller is cut off
Cap.
Who can helpe it, be not crest falen, but shew your selues
Cockes of the game, weel make the state send for us home, and
agree to our own conditions, let vs therefore play the theeves
manfully
3.
And so be hang'd honorably
Cap.
Hang hang ng, we defie the lawes and we will execute
when we list in our owne quarters we will rob man woman and
child
2.
Do you fight with the men, and let me alone with the women.
1.
And Thumbe had he beene alive he had been a fit match for
the children
Enter 4. Rebell.
4.
A prise a prise Captaine, I see a Gentleman and a Lady
strike into a grove hard by, their horses are for their better behavior,
already bound to a tree, follow me and Ile conduct
Cap.
Without noyse or tumult lets steale upon them
Enter Musidorus and Pamela.
Pam.
This grove is all one bower, nature her selfe
Must be delighted to dwell heere, the Sunne
Can shoote no beame upon us through this Arbor
Tho he does rage abroad
Mus.
The heate betrayes
The Sunne is angry Madam to see you
Whose brightnes takes all wonder from his shine
And leave him a pale starr.
Pam.
You complement.
Mus.
Are you not weary Madam
Pam.
I shall never.
In thy societie, yet we may rest
A little in this shade, oh Musidorus
He should be enemy to vertue now
Some wild licencious Prince had now undone me
And carelesse of his owne ruin'd my honor.
Mus.
It were not simple theft but Sacriledge
To rob you of one peacefull thought, if any
Service already have obtaind so much
Trust I am so familliar with mine owne
Desires, that hereafter Ile deserve to keepe
Your faire opinion of me, lust could never
Intrude himselfe a guest heere, I should not
Love mine owne eyes, had they been but tempted
To see an unchast picture with delight
Pam.
What's that behinde the trees?
Mus.
Nothing, the birds are dancing on the leaves
Call'd heither by the musique of your tongue
Those that are silent doe but listen to
Your voyce to mend their singing
Pam.
Still methinkes I heare annother noyse
Mus.
It is your feare
Pam.
There's some thing whispers
Mus.
Shall I tell Pamela
Pam.
Pray if you can
Mus.
It is the winde that would
Steale through the boughes to give you more refreshing
Whom the trees envie, I doe heare it murmer
To be kept from your lips which it would kisse
And mixing with your breath catch odors thence
Enough to sweeten all the wood, there can
No other danger enter heere
The Rebells cease upon Pamela
Pam.
We are betray'd helpe
Mus.
Ha, villaines, y'ad better lay violent hands
Vpon your mothers
Cap.
Let your courage coole, and heare us you were best
If you doe love this Gentlewomans life.
Put up your toole, dee see this bodkin sir
With it, Ile punch her heart, if you but offer
A blow at any of my traine, Ile doo't
As I am true Rebell and for the more security
Or Ile make an oylet-hole presently
Pam.
Doe not resigne your sword but use it.
Mus.
Hold heare me
Pam.
Let us both die with honor, doe not give
Your strength and trust t'the mercy of those slaves
Inhumane villanes to us
Mus.
But thy life,—as you are men but heare me
Cap.
Drop your steele quickly, or
Mus.
Alas she is my wife
2.
Your wife, if you love her be not troublesome I tell you againe
Pam.
Pamela bids thee fight, feare not for me
If I die I shall not be dishonord
And thou shalt take a brave revenge on them,
Pitty not me to loose us both, weel meete
Again in death and love eternally
Mus.
My soule's devided, shall I venture her?
Cap.
Ile stay no longer
Mus.
Hold and take my sword
But sweare by some religion you will use
No violence to her
3.
We sweare
Cap.
So first and formost throw his sword out of the way, we
have no vse on't, secondly bind him to a tree
Mus.
Set her at liberty
And use what cruelty you please on me
Kill me, and Ile forgive you,
3.
Forgiv'e us, heaven forgive thee, say thy prayers
Mus.
I see there's pittie in you, if your wants
Councell you to this sinfull trade, we both
Will freely give our wealth, we have some Iewells
Of valew to redeeme you all, and make
You rich if you dare first be so in goodnes
And exercise no tyrany upon
Our bodies, what a misery it is
Such spirits as you are should not have fortunes
High as your thoughts, when every dunghill fellow
In Taverns what would keepe your families,
But 'tis the times disease, when merrit thus
Disgrac'd and unrewarded by the state
Makes subjects desperate
3.
He says true
Mus.
I prithee take my cloathes, would they were rich
And worth your pillage, any will serve me
3.
Alas good Gentleman, lets e'en strip him
Cap.
None dare to take a skirt
Mus.
Perhaps for some offences you are banish'd
Your houses and estates
2.
For nothing but being drunke
3.
And offring to kill the King
4.
He will not live amongst us as a good King ought.
Mus.
Alas good men, I doe presume you would not have kill'd
the King in any malice to him
3.
I love the King withall my heart, and a pox take him that
does not, would he would but pardon us
1.
There's no hope now, we have submitted our selves too often
Mus.
Yet let him heare well of you, and tho
Necessitie compell you to be theeves,
Be honest theeves and ravish no body.
And this report ariving at his eares
It inclines him to have pittie on you
And call you to his favour
Cap.
Vnhand the Gentlewoman, he that offers her
But a wry looke had better eate my sword
3.
Or my scabbard tho it have been pist in
2.
Faith Captaine he hath given us good councell let us deale
Honestly, if we take away but all they have they will
Have more cause to speake well of us
Cap.
Vnbinde the malefactor
3.
Shall I give him his sword?
Cap.
His sword thou ignorant theefe no so he may chance to
aske us againe for his Iewels; take thy Penelope sweete tong'd
Vlisses; and on the next back smother her in kisses—farwell
Mus.
Oh, my Pamela.
Captaine captaine come backe he calls her Pamela that should
be the Kings daughter,
Cap.
How, vmh; now I looke better on her I have seene that
face in a maske before now
Mus.
We are lost agen
Pam.
I am the same Pamela
2.
What ha we done, here are all your Iewells not a stone
deminish'd
3.
If there be let me be gelded
Pam.
I easily forgive all and will be
So far from a complaint that Ile pleade for
Your pardons to my father, and he sha'not
Be able to denie me
Omnes.
A pardon, a pardon, if it please your highnes weel goe
backe with you
Ram.
Not with me
Cap.
As we are true men and theeves Madam
Pam.
We are undone agen
Mus.
At our returne Ile ioyne with her
3.
Returne, why whether are you going so farre from the
lodge this is the way to the sea
Cap.
Vmh, I guest treason, are not you an't shall please your
Ladyship running away with this Gentleman
2.
He said she was his wife
3.
I doe not like him
Cap.
Lay hands on him agen, well thought upon you shall
Iustifie your selves before the King
Mus.
Dare you goe to the King without a pardon
2.
'Tis the only way to procure one
Mus.
Rather goe with us, and, as I am—
3.
What are you
Mus.
I am—I know not
Cap.
Weel teach you to know your selfe; away with 'em
we are all made
Mus.
Villaines and Rebells.
Exeunt
Enter Basilius, and Gynecia,
Bas.
Zelmane has abus'd me
Gy.
Chide not her
'Twas mine owne plot to trie your constancie,
But I will be reveng'd, when did I fall
From my high birth; in what lascivious action
Lost I may fame, that this Basilius
should wrong his owne Gynecia
Bas.
I am ashamd, I prithee chide no more.
She gave me sure some philter to betray
My bloud to this dishonor.
Gy.
Tho your lust
Mist the enjoying him for whom your heart
Grew wanton, yet the sin cannot be purg'd
They are adulterate sheetes, and those embraces
Which lock'd mine armes thy guilt, not one warme kisse
But was intended for Zelmanes lips
Oh my fate
Bas.
Prithee forgive
Gy.
The silence which I vs'd
I wish'd might save my modesty a language
To accuse you now; indeede you have done ill
To use me thus
Bas.
My love to thee hereafter
Shall redeeme all, wound me no more I prithee
Gy.
If vice have so possest you that my bed
Is now growne hatefull, make me not the scorne
Of all your kingdome, send me home agen
To Argos to weare out my life in weeping
My Lord has quite forsaken me
Bas.
Not for
The crownes of Greece, and all the world deere deerest
Gynecia pardon thou hast sau'd mine honor
Destroy me not agen, on what a rocke
(Had not thy goodnes rescued me) had I
Been ever shipwrack'd, take me to thy love,
A sad man for my fault, never, oh never
Shall such unworthy thoughts corrupt my heart
To leave a chaste wife
Gy.
I doe freely pardon this error
Bas.
Then I am straite agen
But Zelmane shall accompt
Deerely for this unlesse he satisfie
My furious bloud, new welcome to my bosome
Bas.
A cup of wine would crowne our reconcilement
As I remember in the cave I saw
A golden bottle
Exit.
Gy.
Your Majestie may taste on't, but I mean it
A draught for false Zelmane, it being virtuall
To increase affection, to me a guift
My mothers love bestow'd when I was married
To Basilius if ever he grew cold
Enter Basilius
To quicken his desires, I never yet
Made tryall
Bas.
It is the gods
Nepenthe, or a drinke more precious
I prithee giv't a name, and if my kingdome
Afford th'ingredients let me tast it often;
Ha Gynecia where am I?
Gy.
Here my Lord
Bas.
I thinke I am deceiv'd, my tongue oth sudden
drawes backeward; and my limbes grow very feeble
Ha, oh-farwell.
Falls
Gy.
My Lord, my Lord, Basilius, oh hee's deade
If he be poyson'd I have made faire worke
Deere husband, then for ever mourne Gynecia
The gods have punish'd thy lascivious heate
With hastie justice, hath my care so long
Almost religiously preserv'd this drinke
To kill thus in a minute; oh my soule
Doth feele a scorpion, and my lust appeares
Enter Dametas and a Shepheard
Circled with thousand furies
Shep.
Treason treason
Dam.
Doe set out your throate here; and let me alone to rore
treason in the eares of my Lord Philonax—I should ha'beene the
towne cryer
Shep.
Make hast.
Dam.
Oh yes treason,
Gy.
When you have spent your voyces, let your eyes
Dam.
Ha, the Queene, Madam Pamela, is gon
Gy.
No matter for Pamela, looke here shepheards
Here lies the King
Dam.
No matter for Pamela? I am glad of that
Is his majestie a sleepe
Gy.
Never to awake, hee's deade poyson'd by this violl
Dam.
Oh base violl, why here is more treason then we look'd
for, this is admirable, did he dye against his will, or was he kill'd
a naturall death let vs sit upon him
Gy.
For beare, I can direct you to the murderer
Looke heere you shepheards, it was I that kill'd him
Dam.
You, your Majestie is very merry
Gy.
Will you not trust me
Dam.
Yes for more then I am worth, but if you kill'd him your
selfe, your majesty must pardon me for that, I have nothing to say
to you but, treason treason;
Exit.
Gy.
Yet slie Gynecia and save thy life,
Betray not thine owne, life; why doe I talke
Of safety, can there be in all the world
A consort, when my honor and Basilius
Have both forsaken me
Enter Philonax and Dametas with a guard.
Philon.
Pamela gon, how does the King take it
Dam.
The King, would he could take it any way, good gentleman
hee's in a pittifull taking himselfe
Philon.
What saies the screech-oule
Dam.
The truth is, he is sent of an errand to Erebus hee's dead,
and for my Lady Philoclea, whom I suspect
Philon.
Ha
Dam.
And you make hast you may take her napping, there is a
thing in the likenes of a man with her, whom very valiantly I
dis-arm'd, and brought away his naked weapon
Philon.
What traytor? didst disarme him?
Dam.
Did I and there had been twentie of 'em I would not
have car'd a rush though they had been as valiant as Hector, had I
not treason a'my side so soone as I came in
Philon.
Thou dost amaze me what said he?
Never a word, my friend quoth I to his sword
Philon.
Ideot didst speake to his sword?
Dam.
Why he was fast a sleepe my Lord,
And never so much as dreamt of me
Philon.
A sleepe, we loose time goe you along with Dametas,
seize upon that Traytor, oh I am rent with sorrow
Dam.
Come my Masters be not afraid as long as I have a sword
You shall goe before, and follow my example ther's the
King my Lord
Exeunt Dametas and guard.
Philon.
Madam
Gy.
Oh Philonax
Philon.
Be comforted
Gy.
You shannot neede to mocke me, when you know
By whom he dye'd thou wilt call in thy charity
And curse me, it was I that poysoned him,
Philon.
Good Madam speake that I may understand,
You poysoned him? he was Basilius
Your husband and your King, it cannot be
You are the Queene his wife
Gy.
His murderer
The horror of my sinne dwells round about me
I neede no more accusers then my Conscience.
Doe with me what you please, the wicked reasons
That mov'd me to it you shall know hereafter
Philon.
Blesse me eternitie, Ile not beleeve
That any woman after this can love
Her husband, oh my Lord, mercilesse woman
For heere all other titles lost away
With her, see her lodg'd within the Castle.
Enter Dametas and a guard with Philoclea and Pyrocles at one doore, at the other Enter the Rebells with Musidorus and Pamela.
Dam.
Heere they are my Lord
Cap.
Where is the King?
Philon.
New uprores,
Dam.
My charge, 'tis Pamela, my Lord Philonax 'tis Pamela
Philon.
Pamela and Philoclea
Cap.
Yes my Lord we suspected they were running away
Py.
Musidorus and thy sister under guard?
Mus.
Pyrocles and Philoclea prisoners too?
Philon.
Looke heere unnaturall children, for I cannot
pronounce you Innocent, this circumstance
betrayes your guilt, see where your king and father
lyes a cold patterne for a tombe
I'am.
Dead?
Phi.
Oh we are miserable
Pyr.
Basilus dead?
Mus.
Slaine
Philon.
He was murder'd, and you are accessaries
Sure I have seene your face; were not you call'd
Zelmane the Amazon?
Pyr.
I was.
Philon.
Disguises, injurious villaine
Prophaner of all hospitable lawes
Pyr.
I am not loose to answer thee
Dam.
And this was my man Dorus my Lord, a ha have I found
you sirra, you sent me abroad to be a gold-finder.
Philon.
You have done service worthy all your pardons.
Now in my rage I could prevent the Law
And sacrifice their treachrous bloods my selfe
To this reverend hearse.
Mus.
You are transported Philonax
But that I have compassion for the death
Of that good King I could laugh at thee.
Philon.
Hence, load them with Irons, Ladies you must both
Be patient to be confinde untill
You cleere your selves.
Pam.
What sawcie fellowe's that?
Meant you me Philonax, vnhand those prisoners
Philon.
Away with 'em I command
Pam.
Yet stay and heare me
As you did love Basilius heare his daughter,
This insolence doth interupt the teares
Due to my deere dead father, and inforces
Me, since he thus forgets, to declare to you
With confidence who I am, I am Pamela
The eldest daughter of Basilius
Your Queene if I mistake not, since my father
Fall as the tribute of my griefe, who then
Shall be obay'd, he that was trusted with
My fathers power, which in his death is cancell'd
Or I your naturall princesse?
Dam.
Vmh, my charge speakes to the purpose.
Pam.
Have you found so much sweetnesse in the raigne
You borrowed of my father, that you would
Vsurpe now he is dead? I have not signed
Any commission for your office, how
Dare you then in my presence command any
To prison, nay like a bould insolent traitor
Talke of confining me? we are mercifull
To let you keepe your proud heade on.
Reb.
What will be come of us?
Dam.
You shall have cleane halters.
Pam.
But in the justice to my royall father,
Snatch'd hence untimely from us, since you attempt
To charge them with his death, we give you space
To live and to accuse them, they shall be
Our prisoners, ith meane time t'will become
Your person to goe home and study how
To play the Advocate when you are call'd
By us, and the grave lawes, you are dismis'd.
Philon.
I am astonish'd, doe you not wonder with me
To heare the daughter of our late good King
Lost to her filiall pietie, this comes.
To neare apracide Pamela. Countrie-men
It is apparent they have all conspird
The death of the old king, methinks I heare
His groanes confirme it, if you suffer such
A treason passe Arcadia will become
The scorne of all the world, nor ever shall
Any good prince; trust his life amongest you,
For my Ambition, all the angells know
How tedious the houres have beene, since I
Was forc'd to take this kingdomes weight upon me.
But let not ceremony to the daughter.
To him that was her father and our Master.
Poyson'd, yes poyson'd by those men that have
No names, and will betray in our remisnes
The honor of these Ladies and our countrie
As they have done his pretious life already,
As you are good men let them be arraign'd
If they be innocent their goodnes will
Protect them, but if guilty let them dye
Like slaves unpittied.
Reb.
A Philonax, a Philonax
Pam.
Dare ye all be traytors then?
Philon.
This your great love reviues me, then convey
All to the Castle, but command these two
As traytors to be made safe, the ladies shall
Be vnder mild restraint.
Pyr.
Villaines
Mus.
Your lives shall deerely answer this.
We must obay the tyrant, were our hands
At liberty, and arm'd with our good swords
We should not off so tamely.
Exit.
Dam.
Come away traytors.
Philon.
Well remember'd you.
Are not to be discharg'd, lodge him safe too.
Dam.
Who I, he does not meane me, my Lord these fellowes.
Phi.
Take him a way, a traytor with the rest,
Enter Messenger.
Dam.
Away away
Reb.
So you must sir
Dam.
Would I might never see my wife and children in my
right wits, if I be a traytor that's enough my Lord, the'll carry me
away too.
Reb.
De'e remember a cleane halter? come on sir.
Exit
Phi.
King Evarchus saist?
Mess.
He has but a small traine my lord.
Phi.
Alas he comes to late to visit, but
Most seasonable to be a judge in this
Great cause, take gently up that royall body
Whose soules a starre already, all that we
Can pay is justice to his memorie.
Exeunt
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