 | The Island Princesse |  |
Actus Secundus.
Scæna prima.
Enter Keeper, and 2 or 3 Moores.Kee.
I have kept many a man, and many a great one,
Yet I confesse, I nere saw before
A man of such a sufferance; he lies now
Where I would not lay my dog, for sure 'twou'd kill him.
Where neither light or comfort can come neare him;
Nor aire, nor earth that's wholsome; it grieves me
To see a mighty King with all his glory,
Sunke o'th' sudden to the bottome of a dungeon.
Whether should we descend that are poore Rascals
If we had our deserts?
1 Mo.
'Tis a strange wonder,
Load him with Irons, oppresse him with contempts,
Which are the Governors commands, give him nothing,
Or so little, to sustaine life, 'tis next nothing;
They stir not him, he smiles upon his miseries,
And beares 'em with such strength as if his nature
Had been nurs'd up, and foster'd with calamities.
2,
He gives no ill words, curses, nor repines not,
Blames nothing, hopes in nothing we can heare of;
And in the midst of all these frights, feares nothing.
Kee.
I'le besworne
He feares not, for even when I shake for him,
As many times my pitty will compell me,
When other soules that beare not halfe his burthen,
Shrinke in their powers, and burst with their oppressions;
Then will he sing, wooe his afflictions,
And court 'em in sad aires, as if he wou'd wed 'em.
1.
That's more then we have heard yet, we are only
Appointed for his guard, but not so neare him,
If we could heare that wonder—
Kee.
Many times
I feare the Governour should come to know it;
For his voice so affects me, so delights me,
That when I find his houre, I have Musicke ready,
And it stirs me infinitely, be but still and private,
And you may chance to heare.
King appeares loden with chaines, his head, arms only above
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We will not stir sir;
This is a suddaine change, but who darres blame it.
Kee.
Now harke and melt, for I am sure I shall;
Stand silent, what stubbourne weight of chaines—
1.
Yet he lookes temperately.
2.
His eyes not sunke, and his complexion firme still,
No wildnesse, no distemper'd touch upon him.
How constantly he smiles, and how undanted?
With what a Majesty he heaves his head up?
Musick.
Ke.
Now marke, I know he wil sing; do not disturb him.
Your allowance from the Governor, wou'd it were more sir,
Or in my power to make it hansomer.
Kin.
Do not transgresse thy charge, I take his bounty,
And fortune, whilest I beare a mind contented,
Not leavend with the glory I am falne from,
Nor hang upon vaine hopes, that may corrupt me.
Enter Governor.
Gov.
Thou art my slave, and I appeare above thee.
Kee.
The Governor himselfe.
Gov.
What, at your banquet?
And in such state, and with such change of service?
Kin.
Nature's no glutton sir, a little serves her.
Gov.
This diet's holsome then.
Kin.
I beg no better.
Gov.
A calme contented mind, give him lesse next;
These full meales will oppresse his health, his Grace
Is of a tender, and pure constitution,
And such repletions—
Kin.
Mocke, mock, it moves not me sir,
Thy mirthes, as do thy mischiefes flie behind me.
Gov.
Ye carry it handsomely, but tell me patience,
Do not you curse the brave and royall Lady
Your gratious sister? do not you damn her pitty,
Damn twenty times a day, and dam it seriously?
Do not you sweare aloud too, cry and kick?
The very soule sweat in thee with the agony
Of her contempt of me? couldst not thou eate her
For being so injurious to thy fortune,
Thy faire and happy fortune? couldst not thou wish her
A Bastard, or a whore, fame might proclame her
Black ugly fame, or that thou hadst had no sister?
Spitting the generall name out, and the nature;
Blaspheming heaven for making such a mischiefe;
For giving power to pride, and will to woman?
Kin.
No Tyrant, no, I blesse and love her for it;
And though her scorne of thee, had laid up for me
As many plagues as the corrupted-aire breeds,
As many mischiefes as the houres have minutes,
As many formes of death, as doubt can figure;
Yet I should love her more still, and more honour her;
All thou canst lay upon me, cannot bend me,
No not the stroke of death, that I despise too:
For if feare could possesse me, thou hadst won me;
As little from this houre I prize thy flatteries,
And lesse then those thy prayers, though thou wouldst kneele to me;
And if she be not Mistris of this nature,
She is none of mine, no kin, and I contemne her.
Gov.
Are you so valiant sir?
Kin.
Yes, and so fortunate;
For he that holds my constancy still conquers;
Hadst thou preserv'd me as a noble enemy,
And as at first, made my restraint seeme to me
But only as the shadow of captivity,
I had still spoke thee noble, still declar'd thee
A valiant, great, and worthy man, still lov'd thee,
And still prefer'd thy faire love to my sister;
But to compell this from me with a misery,
A most inhumane, and unhansome slavery—
Gov.
You will relent for all this talke I feare not,
And put your wits a worke agen.
Kin.
You are cozen'd;
Or if I were so weake to be wrought to it,
So fearefull to give way to so much poverty,
How I should curse her heart if she consented.
Gov.
You shall write and entreat or—
Kin.
Do thy utmost,
And e'ne in all thy tortures I'le laugh at thee,
I'le thinke thee no more valiant, but a villaine;
Nothing thou hast done brave, but like a theefe,
Atchiev'd by craft, and kept by cruelty;
Nothing thou canst deserve, thou art unhonest;
Nor no way live to build a name, thou art barbarous.
Gov.
Down with him low enough, there let him murmur,
And see his dyet be so light and little,
He grow not thus high hearted on't, I will coole ye,
And make ye cry for mercy, and be ready
To worke my ends, and willingly; and your sister taken downe,
Your scornefull, cruell sister shall repent too,
And sue to me for grace.
Give him no liberty,
But let his bands be doubled, his ease lessened;
Nothing his heart desires, but vexe and torture him:
Let him not sleepe, nothing that's deare to nature
Let him enjoy; yet take heed that he dye not;
Keepe him as neere death, and as willing to embrace it,
But see he arrive not at it; I will humble him,
And her stout heart that stands on such defiance;
And let me see her champions that dare venture
Her high and mighty wooers, keepe your guards close,
And as you love your lives be diligent,
And what I charge, observe.
Omnes.
We shall be dutifull.
(Exit. Gov.
Gov.
I'le pull your courage King and all your bravery.
1.
Most certaine he is resolved nothing can stir him;
For if he had but any part about him
Gave way to feare or hope, he durst not talke thus,
And do thus stoutly too, as willingly,
And quietly he sunke downe to his sorrows,
As some men to their sleepes.
Kee.
Yes, and sleepes with 'em;
So litle he regards them, ther's the wonder,
And often soundly sleepes, wou'd I durst pitty him,
Or wou'd it were in my will, but we are servants,
And tyed unto command.
2.
I wish him better,
But much I feare 'has found his tombe already,
We must observe our guards.
1.
He cannot last long,
And when he is dead, he is free.
Kee.
That's the most cruelty,
That we must keepe him living.
2.
That's as he please;
For that man that resolves, needs no Phisitian.
Exeunt.
Enter Armusia, Soza, Emanuel like merchants, Arm'd underneath.
Arm.
Our prosperous passage was an omen to us,
A lucky and a faire omen.
Omnes.
We beleeve it.
Ar.
The sea and wind strove who should most befriend us,
And as they favourd our designe and lov'd us,
So lead us forth—where lies the boat that brought us?
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Safe lodg'd within the Reeds, close by the Castle,
That no eye can suspect, nor thought come neare it.
Em.
But where have you been, brave sir?
Ar.
I have broke the Ice boyes:
I have begun the game, faire fortune guide it,
Suspectlesse have I travell'd all the towne through,
And in this Merchants shape won much acquaintance,
Survey'd each strength and place that may befriend us.
View'd all his Magazines, got perfect knowledge
Of where the prison is, and what power guards it.
Soz.
These will be strong attempts.
Ar.
Courage is strong:
What we began with policy, my deare friends,
Let's end with manly force; there's no retiring,
Unlesse it be with shame.
Em.
Shame his that hopes it
Ar.
Better a few, and clearer fame will follow us,
However, lose or win, and speak our memories,
Then if we led our Armies; things done thus,
And of this noble waight, will stile us worthyes.
Soz.
Direct, and we have done, bring us to execute,
And if we flinch, or faile—
Ar.
I am sure ye dare not.
Then further know, and let no eare be neare us
That may be false.
Em.
Speak boldly on, we are honest;
Our lives and fortunes yours.
Ar.
Hard by the place then
Where all his treasure lies, his armes, his women,
Close by the prison too where he keeps the King,
I have hir'd a lodging, as a trading merchant,
A Celler to that too, to stow my wares in,
The very wall of which, joynes to his store-house.
Soz.
What of all this?
Ar.
Ye are dull, if ye apprehend not:
Into that Celler, elected friends, I have convey'd
And unsuspected too that will doe it;
That that will make all shake, and smoak too.
Em.
Ha?
Ar.
My thoughts have not been idle, nor my practice:
The fire I brought here with me shall doe something,
Shall burst into materiall flames and bright ones,
That all the Island shall stand wondring at it,
As if they had been stricken with a Comet:
Powder is ready, and enough to worke it,
The match is left a-fire, all, all husht, and lockt close,
No man suspecting what I am but Merchant:
An houre hence, my brave friends, look for the fury,
The fire to light us to our honour'd purpose,
For by that time 'twill take.
Soz.
What are our duties?
Ar.
When all are full of feare and fright, the Governour
Out of his wits, the to see flames so imperious,
Ready to turne to ashes all he worships,
And all the people there to stop these ruines,
No man regarding any private office;
Then flie we to the prison suddenly,
Here's one has found the way, and dares direct us.
Em.
Then to our swords and good hearts,
I long for it.
Ar.
Certaine we shall not find much opposition,
But what is must be forced.
Soz.
'Tis bravely cast sir,
And surely too I hope.
Ar.
If the sire faile not,
And powder hold his nature, some must presently
Upon the first cry of the amazed people,
(For nothing will be markt then, but the miserie)
Be ready with the boat upon an instant,
And then all's right and faire.
Em.
Blesse us deare fortune.
Ar.
Let us be worthie of it in our courage,
And fortune must befriend us, come all sever,
But keep still within sight, when the flame rises
Let's meet, and either doe, or dye.
Soz.
So be it.
Exeunt.
Enter Governour and Captaine.
Gov.
No Captaine, for those troops we need 'em not,
The Towne is strong enough to stand their furies;
I wou'd see 'em come, and offer to doe something.
They are high in words.
Cap.
'Tis safer sir then doing.
Gov.
Dost thinke they dare attempt.
Cap.
May be by treaty
But sure by force they wil not prove so forward.
Gov.
No faith, I warrant thee, they know me wel enough,
And know they have no child in hand to play with:
They know my nature too, I have bit some of 'em,
And to the bones, they have reason to remember me,
It makes me laugh to think how glorious
The fooles are in their promises and how pregnant
Their wits and powers are to bring things to passe;
Am I not growne leane with losse of sleep and care
To prevent these threatnings, Captaine?
Cap.
You look well sir:
Upon my conscience you are not like to sicken
Upon any such conceit.
Gov.
I hope I shall not:
Well wou'd I had this wench, for I must have her,
She must be mine; and there's another charge Captaine;
What betwixt love and brawling I got nothing,
All goes in maintenance—
Heark what was that,
The Train takes.
That noyse there? it went with a violence.
Cap.
Some old wall belike sir,
That had no neighbour helpe to hold it up,
Is fallen suddenly.
Gov;
I must discard these Rascals,
That are not able to maintaine their buildings,
They blur the beauty of the Town.
Within,
Fire, fire.
Gov.
I heare another tune, good Captaine,
It comes on fresher still, tis loud and fearefull,
Look up into the Towne, how bright the ayre shewes;
Upon my life some suddaine fire.
Ex. Cap.
The bell too?
Bell Rings.
I heare the noyse more cleare
Enter Ciitizen.
Cit.
Fire, fire.
Gov.
Where? where?
Cit.
Suddenly taken in a Merchans house sir,
Fearefull and high it blazes; helpe good people.
Gov.
Pox o'their paper-houses, how they smother,
They light like candles, how the rore still rises?
Enter Captaine.
Cap.
Your Magazine's a fire sir, help, help suddenly,
The Castle too is in danger, in much danger,
All will be lost, get the people presently,
And all that are your guard, and all helpe, all hands sir,
Your wealth, your strenth, is burnt else, the town perisht;
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Gov.
My soule shakes.
Cap.
A Merchants house next joyning? shame light on him,
That ever such a neighbour, such a villaine—
Gov.
Raise all the garrison, and bring 'em up.
Enter other Citizens.
And beat the people forward—Oh I have lost all
In one house, all my hopes: good worthy Citizens
Follow me all, and all your powers give to me,
I will reward you all. Oh cursed fortune—
The flames more violent: arise still, help, helpe Citizens,
Freedome & wealth to him that helps: follow, oh follow.
Fling wine, or any thing, Ile see't recompenc'd.
Buckets, more Buckets; fire, fire, fire.
Ex. omnes.
Enter Armusia, and his company.
Arm.
Let it flame on, a comely light it gives up
To our discovery.
Soz.
Hearke, what a merry crye
These hounds make? forward fairely,
We are not seen in the mist, we are Not noted. Away,
Away. Now if we lose our fortune— Exit.
Enter Captaine and Citizens.
Cap.
Up souldiers, up, and deale like men.
Cit.
More water, more water, all is consum'd else.
Cap.
All's gone, unlesse you undertake it straight, your
Wealth too, that must preserve, & pay your labor bravely.
Up, up, away.
Ex. Cap. and Cit. Then,
Enter Armusia and his company breaking open a doore.
Ar.
So, thou art open, keep the way cleare
Behinde still. Now for the place.
Sold.
'Tis here sir.
Ar.
Sure this is it.
Force ope the doore—A miserable creature!
Yet by his manly face— The King discover'd.
Kin.
Why stare ye on me?
You cannot put on faces to afright me:
In death I am a King still, and contemne ye:
Where is that Governour? me thinks his man-hood
Should be well pleas'd to see my Tragedy,
And come to bath his sterne eyes in my sorrowes;
I dare him to the fight, bring his scornes with him,
And all his rugged threats: here's a throat, souldiers;
Come, see who can strike deepest.
Em.
Break the Chain there.
Kin.
What does this mean?
Ar.
Come, talke of no more Governours,
He has other businesse sir, put your legs forward,
And gather up your courage like a man,
Wee'll carrie off your head else: we are friends,
And come to give your sorrowes ease.
Soz.
On bravely;
Delayes may lose agen,
Enter Guard.
Ar.
The Guard.
Soz.
Upon 'em.
Ar.
Make speedy, and sure work.
Em.
They flye.
Ar.
Up with him, and to the Boat; stand fast, now be speedy,
When this heat's past, wee'll sing our History.
Away, like thoughts, sudden as desires, friends;
Now sacred chance be ours.
Soz.
Pray when we have done sir.
Exeunt.
Enter 3 or 4 Citizens severally.
1.
What is the fire allaid?
2.
'Tis out, tis out,
Or past the worst, I never did so stoutly
I'le assure you neighbours since I was a man:
I have been burnt at both ends like a squib:
I liv'd two hovres in the fire, 'twas a hideous matter;
But when men of understanding come about it,
Men that judge of things, my wife gave me over,
And tooke her leave a hundred times, I bore up still,
And tost the Buckets boyes.
3.
We are all meere Martins.
1.
I heard a voice at latter end o'th hurry,
Or else I dreamt I heard it, that said treason.
2.
'Tis like enough, it might cry murder to, for there was
Many without a joint, but whats that to us: Lets home
And fright our wives, for we looke like Devils.
Enter 3 Women.
3.
Here come some of 'em to fright us.
1 W.
Mine's alive neighbour—oh sweet hony husband.
2.
Thou liest I thinke abominably, and thou hadst bin
In my place, thou wouldst have stunke at both ends.
Get me some drinke, give me whole tuns of drinke,
Whole cisternes; for I have foure dozen of fine firebrands
In my belly, I have more smoke in my mouth, then would
Blote a hundred herrings.
2 Wo.
Art thou come safe agen?
3 Wo.
I pray you what became of my man, is he in a wel?
2.
At hearts ease in a Well, is very well neighbour;
We left him drinking of a new dozen of Buckets;
Thy husbands happy, he was through roasted,
And now hee's basting of himselfe at all points:
The Clarke and he are cooling their pericraniums;
Body O me neighbors there's fire in my codpiece.
1 Wo.
Blesse my husband.
2.
Blow it out wife—blow, blow, the gable end a'th' store-house.
Women.
Some water, water, water.
3.
Peace, tis but a sparkle;
Raise not the Towne again, 'twill be a great hinderance,
I'm glad tis out, and't had tane in my hayloft?
What frights are these, marry heaven blesse thy modicum.
3 Wo.
But is a drown'd outright, pray put me out of
Feare neighbor.
2.
Thou wouldst have it so, but after a hundred fires
More, hee'l live to see thee burnt for brewing musty
Liquor.
1.
Come lets goe neighbor.
2.
For I would very faine turne downe this liquor;
Come, come, I fry like a burnt marry-bone:
Women get you afore, and draw upon us;
Run wenches run, and let your taps run with ye;
Run as the fire were in your tailes, cry ale, ale.
Wom.
Away lets nourish the poore wretches.
2.
Wee'l Rallie up the rest of the burnt Regiment.
Enter Governor, Captaine, Souldier, and Guard.
Gov.
The fire's quencht Captain, but the mischief hangs still;
The Kings redeem'd & gon too; a trick, a dam'd one:
Oh I am overtaken poorely, tamely.
Cap.
Where were the guard that waited upon the prison?
Sol.
Most of 'em slaine, yet some scap't sir, and they deliver,
They saw a little boat ready to receive him,
And those redeem'd him, making such haste and fighting;
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Gov.
I am lost Captaine,
And all the world will laugh at this, and scorne me:
Count me a heavy sleepy foole, a coward,
A coward past recovery, a confirm'd coward,
One without carriage, or common sense.
Sol.
Hee's gone sir,
And put to sea amaine, past our recovery,
Not a Boat ready to pursue; if there were any,
The people stand amazed so at their valour,
And the sudden fright of fire, none knowes to execute.
Gov.
Oh, I could tear my limbs, & knock my boys brains
'Gainst every post I meet; fool'd with a fire?
Cap.
It was a crafty trick.
Gov.
No, I was lazy,
Confident sluggish lazie, had I but met 'em,
And chang'd a dozen blowes, I had forgiv'n 'em,
By both these hands held up, and by that brightnesse
That gildes the world with light, by all our worships,
The hidden ebbes and flowes of the blew Ocean,
I will not rest; no mirth shall dwell upon me,
Wine touch my mouth, nor any thing refresh me,
Till I be wholy quit of this dishonour:
Make ready my Barrato's instantly,
And what I shall intend—
Cap.
We are your servants.
Exeunt.
Enter Quisara, Ruy Dyas.
Quisar.
Never tell me, you never car'd to win me,
Never for my sake to attempt a deed,
Might draw me to a thought you sought my favour:
If not for love of me, for love of armes sir,
For that cause you professe, for love of honour,
Of which you stile your selfe the mighty Master,
You might have stept out nobly, and made an offer,
As if you had intended something excellent,
Put on a forward face.
Ru.
Deare Lady hold me—
Quisar,
I hold ye, as I finde yee, a faint servant.
Ru.
By—I dare doe—
Quisar.
In a Ladies chamber
I dare beleeve ye, there's no mortall danger:
Give me the man that dares doe, to deserve that:
I thought you Portugalls had been rare wonders,
Men of those haughty courages and credits,
That all things were confin'd within your promises,
The Lords of fate and fortune I beleev'd yee,
But well I see I am deceiv'd Ruy Dias,
And blame too late my much beliefe.
Ru.
I am asham'd, Lady,
I was so dull, so stupid to your offer:
Now you have once more school'd me, I am right,
And something shall be thought on suddenly,
And put in act as soone, some preparation—
Quisar.
And give it out?
Ru.
Yes, Lady, and so great too;
In which, the noyse of all my Countrey-men—
Quisar.
Those will doe well, for they are all approv'd ones,
And though he be restor'd alive.
Ru.
I have ye.
Quisar.
For then we are both servants.
Ru.
I conceive ye,
Good Madam give me leave to turne my fancies.
Quis.
Do, & make all things fit, & then Ile visit you.
Ex.
Ru.
My selfe, the cozen, and the Garrison,
The neighbours of the out-Isles of our nation,
Syana's strength, for I can humour him:
And proud Bekamus, I shall deceive his glory.
A shout.
What ringing sound of joy is this? whence comes it?
May be the Princes are in sport.
Enter Pyniero, Christoph.
Py.
Where are ye?
Ru.
Now Pyniero, what's the haste you seek me?
Py.
Doe you know this signe sir?
Ru.
Ha!
Py.
Doe you know this embleme?
Your nose is boar'd.
Ru.
Boar'd? what's that?
Py.
Y'are topt sir:
The Kings come home againe, the King.
Ru.
The devill?
Py.
Nay sure he came a gods name home:
Hee's return'd sir.
Christ.
And all this joy yee heare—
Ru.
Who durst attempt him?
The Princes are all here.
Chry.
They are worthy Princes,
They are speciall Princes, all they love by ounces.
Believe it sir, 'tis done, and done most bravely and easily.
What fortune have ye lost sir?
What justice have ye now unto this Lady?
Py.
How stands your claime?
That ever man should be fool'd so,
When he should doe and prosper; stand protesting,
Kissing the hand, and farting for a favour,
When he should be about his businesse sweating;
She bid you goe, and pickt you out a purpose,
To make your selfe a fortune by, a Lady, a Lady, and a lusty one,
A lovely, that now you may goe look, she poynted ye,
Knowing you were a man of worth and merit,
And bid you fly, you have made a faire flight on't,
You have caught a goose.
Ru.
How dare you thus molest me?
A shout.
It cannot bee.
Chr.
Heark how the generall joy rings!
Py.
Have you your hearing left? is not that drunk too?
For if you had been sober, you had been wise sure.
Ru.
Done? who dares doe?
Py.
It seems an honest fellow,
That has ended his Market before you be up.
Chr.
The shame on't's a stranger too.
Py.
'Tis no shame,
He took her at her word, and tyed the bargaine,
Dealt like a man indeed, stood not demurring,
But clapt close to the cause, as he will doe to the Lady:
'Is a fellow of that speed and handsomnesse,
He will get her with childe too, ere you shall come to know him,
Is it not brave, a gentleman scarce landed,
Scarce eating of the aire here, not acquainted,
No circumstance of love depending on him,
Nor no command to shew him, must start forth,
At the first sight to—
Ru.
I am undone.
Py.
Like an Oyster:
She neither taking view, nor value of him,
Unto such deeds as these—Pox o'these,
These wise delayings—
They make men cowards.
You are undone as a man would undoe an egge,
A hundred shames about ye.
Enter Quisara, Panura, and Traine.
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Can it be possible,
A stranger that I have not knowne, not seen yet,
A man I never grac'd; O Captaine, Captaine,
What shall I doe? I am betray'd by fortune,
It cannot be, it must not be.
Py.
It is Lady,
And by my faith a hansome Gentleman;
'Tis his poore Schollers prize.
Quisar.
Must I be given
Unto a man I never saw, ne're spoke with,
I know not of what Nation?
Py.
Is a Portugall,
And of as good a pitch he will be given to you Lady,
For hee's given much to hansome flesh.
Quisar.
Oh Ruy Dias,
This was your sloth, your sloth, your sloth Ruy Dias.
Py.
Your love sloth, Unckle doe you find it now?
You should have done at first, and faithfully:
A shout.
And then the tother had lyed ready for ye;
Madam, the generall joy comes.
Quisar.
We must meete it—but with what comfort?
Enter Citizens carrying boughes, boyes singing after 'em; Then King, Armusia, Soza, Emanuell; The Princes and traine following.
Quisar.
Oh my deare brother what a joy runs through me,
To see you safe again, your selfe, and mighty,
What a blest day is this?
Kin.
Rise up faire sister,
I am not welcome till you have embraced me.
Ru.
A generall gladnes sir flies through the City,
And mirth possesses all to see your Grace arrive,
Thus happily arrived againe, and fairely;
'Twas a brave venture who so e're put for it,
A high and noble one, worthy much honor;
And had it failed, we had not failed great sir,
And in short time too to have forc'd the Governor,
In spight of all his threats.
Kin.
I thanke ye Gentleman.
Ru.
And all his subtilties to set you free,
With all his heart and will too.
Kin.
I know ye love me.
Py.
This had bin good with something done before it,
Somthing set off to beautifie it, now it sounds emptie like
A Barbers bason pox there's no mettall in't, no noble marrow.
Ba.
I have an army sir, but that the Governor,
The foolish fellow was a little provident,
And wise in letting slip no time, became him too,
That would have scoured him else, and all his confines;
That would have rung him such a peale—
Py.
Yes backward,
To make doggs houle, I know thee to a farthing,
Thy armye's good for hawkes, there's
Nothing but sheeps hearts in it.
Sy.
I have done nothing sir, therefore
I thinke it convenient I say little what I purposed,
And what my love intended.
Kin.
I like your modestie,
And thanke ye royall friends, I know it griev'd ye
To know my miserie; but this man Princes,
I must thanke heartily indeed and truly,
For this man saw me in't, and redeemed me:
He lookt upon me sinking, and then caught me.
This sister this, this all man, this all valour,
This pious man.
Ru.
My countenance, it shames me,
One scarce arrived, not harden'd yet, not
Read in dangers and great deeds, sea-sick, not season'd—
Oh I have boy'd my selfe.
Kin.
This noble bulwarke,
This launce and honor of our age and Kingdome;
This that I never can reward, nor hope
To be once worthy of the name of friend to,
This, this man from the bowels of my sorrowes
Has new begot my name, and once more made me:
Oh sister, if there may be thanks for this,
Or any thing neere recompence invented.
Ar.
You are too noble sir. there is reward
Above my action too by millions:
A recompence so rich and glorious,
I durst not dreame it mine, but that 'twas promised;
But that it was propounded, sworne and sealed
Before the face of heaven, I durst not hope it,
For nothing in the life of man, or merit,
It is so truly great, can else embrace it.
Kin.
O speake it, speake it, blesse mine eares to heare it,
Make me a happy man to know it may be,
For still methinkes I am a prisoner,
And feele no libertie before I find it.
Ar.
Then know it is your sister, she is mine sir,
I claime her by her owne word, and her honour;
It was her open promise to that man
That durst redeeme ye; Beauty set me on,
And fortune crownes me faire, if she receive me.
Kin.
Receive ye sir—why sister—ha—so backward,
Stand as you knew me not, nor what he has ventured
My dearest sister.
Ar.
Good sir pardon me,
There is a blushing modestie becomes her,
That holds her back; women are nice to wooe sir;
I would not have her forced, give her faire libertie;
For things compell'd and frighted of soft natures,
Turne into feares, and flye from their owne wishes.
Kin.
Looke on my Quisara such another,
Oh all ye powers, so excellent in nature,
In honour so abundant.
Quisar.
I confesse sir,
Confesse my word is past too, he has purchased;
Yet good sir give me leave to thinke, but time
To be acquainted with his worth and person;
To make me fit to know it; we are both strangers,
And how we should beleeve so suddenly,
Or come to fasten our affections—
Alas, love has his complements.
Kin.
Be sudden
And certaine in your way, no womans doubles,
Nor coy delayes, you are his, and so assure it,
Or cast from me and my remembrance ever;
Respect your word, I know you will, come sister,
Lets see what welcome you can give a prisoner,
And what faire lookes a friend—Oh my most noble
Princes, no discontents, but all be lustie,
He that frownes this day is an open enemie:
Thus in my armes my deare.
Ar.
You make me blush sir.
Kin.
And now lead on—
Our whole Court crowned with pleasure.
Ru.
Madam, despaire not, something shall be done yet,
And suddenly and wisely.
Quisar.
O Ruy Dias.
Ex.
Py.
Well he's a brave fellow, & he has deserv'd her richly,
And you have had your hands full I dare swear Gentlemē.
105
We have done something sir, if it hit right.
Ch.
The woman has no eyes else, nor no honesty,
So much I think.
Py.
Come, let's goe bounce amongst 'em,
To the Kings health, and my brave country-mans.
My uncle looks as though he were sick oth'
Worms friends.
Exeunt.
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