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ACT V

SCEN 1.

The Direction.
Orion with a Hare bound by the hind-legges to his Huntspeare, Hypsiphyle with hed of a Hart in one hand and her Hunt-speare in the other. Chorus of Huntsmen and Huntswomen. They mett on either syde. Orion speakes as followes.
Orion Hypsiphyle Chorus.
Or.
Lady Hypsiphyle, now wee shall see
Whither hath obserued the better lawe
In taking, as in promoting his game,
By consequence whither the more noble sport,
Say, what's your game?

Hyp.
A Hart, my Lord, and yours?

Or.
A Hare.

Hyp.
Then, Lord Orion, since that so
Your honour is the chalenger, propound
Your oppositions, And if I do not
Confute them, and with stronger vigour too,
Neuer while Eluida is Eluida
Let I slip Dog more.

Or.
Lady, you be too
Confident, For I must tell you there falls
Many a chaunce betweene the Cup and lip,
To shewe you which, I begin to you thus.
Before I start a Hare, So ho, I crye
About his Fourme to giue him warne thereby.

Hyp.
Neuer I vnlodgd Hart but Three tymes Furst
I whisteld about him before he rusht.

Or.
When Hares be start I get not then start
When you lay Dogs in vauntlay for the Hart.

Hyp.
Albee you get not of the Hare the start
Yet you will murder him before he part.

Or.
To compasse in a Hart when he's at Bea
What call you it? Ist not Murder Praye?

Hyp.
Better with sword and Dog wee pull him down,
Then with his ragged Bill he goare my Hound.

Or.
Wee onely hunt a Hare with single sleight,
And you a Hart with hound and feathery Flight.

Hyp.
The fleeting shaft may wander well as hit,
So no wrong wee offer in the vse of it.

Or.
But doe not you? Bring him to a stand,
After ayme vpon him yshrowd in stand?

Hyp.
But do not you? The Hind legges longer than the furst
Cause Hares a val a Mount their necks to burst?

Or.
Tumbleth faster than the Dogs can run,
In so doing I hope the Hare hath wun.

Hyp.
When Harts in Hed all other Beasts do passe,
Euer a Hare is hedded lyke an Asse.

Or.
When Matter faileth fall you to your Trick?
Noble Lady, haue at you with the lyke.
A Hart not onely beares a Cuckolds note,
But also weares to boote a forlornes coate.

Hyp.
Witches in shapes of Hares haue oft beene seene,
But neuer in trewe Hearte haue witches beene.

Or.
Albee in Hart a witch hath neuer beene
Vnder Hornes yet hath the Diuell beene seene.

Hyp.
Th'Harts a Gentleman by his veluet Crown
When Hares by hairie Cap present the Clown.

Or.
Though Harts weare veluet yet it shewes I wisse
But Thred-bare Gallants by its Mouldines.

Hyp.
A Hare is sayd to change from sexe to sexe
And Boundaunt Births in Nature be defects.

Or.
A Hare and breedes and Knots and brings at once
And store's no sore as doe the wise pronounce.

Hyp.
I neuer sawe a Hare but Melancholy
And Melancholy notes Timidity.

Or.
And the Hart Horne-madde, of which in Proof
You may decerne a Diuell by his hoofe.

Hyp.
The Diuell hath too, they say, beene seene in Hare.
As may appeare sometyme in goatish Haire.

Or.
Though in goatish haire the Diuells appeare,
Yet that in a Hare too, you may forbeare.

Hyp.
What will you say? If I do proue, my Lord,
Hares be not to be eaten by the Woord.

Or.
What will you say? If I do plaine declare,
You be a Jewe, that will not eate a Hare?

Hyp.
I will not answere your Sophist Argument.

Or.
You will not answere my Sophist Argument?

Hyp.
In faith, Sir, no, you may be well content.

Or.
Then you will graunt I haue wun the game of you?

Hyp.
You may. But deepely withall from hence vowe
Neuer to set Foote in this Chace with you.

Or.
Yet tarry the while, that's the short and long,
You may carry with you the wyne along.
Faeryes, you must put in your Counters too.

Cho.
Wee haue, my Lord.

Or.
I thank you now.

Hyp.
Farewell.
My Lord.

Or.
Nay, Albeit by th'Dye I haue wun,
Thou shalt find yet that noble Orion
Was neuer but honourable, eake stayd
In either Fortune, Retyre wee Two both
To our seuerall Courts, there for to prouide,
Hypsiphyle, For our Celebrations,
So to consumate our Bridall here soone,
And come you all prouide for this Triumphe.

Hyp.
So doe, For in each respect doth Deserue it.

SCEN 2.

Christophel Atys Hylas Sapho.
Christ.

Since wee can not find the Schoolemaster, how shall
wee now driue the tyme all till he come? Say, my deare Gentlemen,
Saye.

At.

Wee will seeke for Caddowes in thy nose, Christophel
our.

Christ.

Piddle on mee, I will hamper you as Hercules once
hamperd the Pigmies, Boyes.

At.

How as that? Saye.

Christ.

I will stone you Two betweene my Two nayles, Atys
and Hylas myne.

At.

Dost take mee for a lowse? Christophel.

Chrtst.

For a Nit, Atys, I doe.

At.

But what's to be done? say.

Hyl.

Wee will barrill this Tun against next Rogation, Masters.

At.

Rather let vs set some Fowen Trap for the Pedaunt.

Hyl.

He stinketh sufficiently.

Saph.

On my conscience he does.

At.

Wey, you Atheist.

Hyl.

Thou'rt a Nod Fellowe, Christophel.

Christ.

I know it too well. But Patience, For loe here he
comes.

SCEN 3.

The Direction.
Dauid came furth with holy water sprinkle in one hand and Bell greate, deepe and sounding in the other.
Dauid Hylas Atys Christophel Sapho.
Dau.

A Hall, Gentlemen, A Hall.

At.

Where hast so long beene Bungling? saye, o thou
Hard Hed, Saye.

Hyl.

Sirrha, wee haue ransackt all and each Buzards Nest to
find thee furth betweene this and obera.

Dau.

What sayd the Parson, Sirs, when he fell in on the
wench? Troe.

Saph.

Vmph.

At.

I know not.

Hyl.

What? I prithy, Saye.

Dau.

Non potui breuius.

Christ.

But when Do you begin your Diuells Dirige? I pray you.

Dau.

In a Sprinkle, say but you Clum at eury staues end,
then let mee alone, myself Mump the Remaynder.

Hyl.

Loe now, he peepeth furth to you, see and behold.

Dau.

A Schismatique he is, I do auowe it to you all, Sirs,
Come.

SCEN 4.

The Direction.
Here they kneeld all on one leg, with their Heds in the Palmes of their hands, The Schoole-master the whiles standing on his legges, with Bell and holy water Sprinkle in his hand.
Salomon Dauid Hylas Atys Christophel Sapho.
Sal.

Kelowe.

Dau.

Set, Masters, set. Battare Cygnæus repetamus carmine
voces.

All.
Clum.

Dau.
You Gods of th'Earth and Deepe,
You hold, full well, in keepe,
Whither wee eate or sleepe
None does præserue his sheepe

Nisi Dominus.

The Bell.

All.
Clum.

Dau.
Now Monster in thy celle,
Giue eare to what I tell,
Forsake the seate you dwell,
Albee the Diuell of Hell

Aedificauerit domum.

The Bell.

All.
Clum Clum.

Dau.
Mammon and Orci Pater,
Greate Masters of the weather,
With Sprinkle of this feather,
Loe thus I trye them whither

In vanum laborauerunt.

The Bell.

All.
Clum.

Dau.
In name of Thundring Joue,
And of his Quire aboue
I charge them to remoue
From furth this dusty Oue

The Bell.

Qui ædificant eam.

The Bell.

All.
Clum Clum.

Sal.
Kelowe.

Christ.

He retyreth. Now the charme beginneth to worke,
See.

Sal.

Kelowe.

Dau.

God and S
t Sepulchre to boote

Now loe you all, honest Gentlemen, Et Nusquam est et Nullum est, As I sayd First
to you and before.

The Direction.
Be this the foresayd for Powles, For Actors see the Direction at later end of this Pastorall, which is separate by it self, Extra Olens, as they say.
Hyl.

He hath proued him a chimæra or Idole indeed, la,
For he hath turned him into No Thing Just.

Christ.

This was right learnedly perfourmed of you, M
r Schoolemaster, by my Troth.

At.

In recompense of the which

La you, Sir, wee will bestowe
on you a well mesurde Peck of our Faery comfits for to
comfort your crasye stomach with them. See and behold.

Dau.

I do willingly accept of the Benefit, For my dayes
labour, I suppose, hath deserued the same.

Saph.

Excellent as I haue seene.

Hyl.

M
r Christophel, Can you shewe mee a deuice toward taming of a Squirrill? say.

Chirst.

Shewe mee but this Phisnomie.

At.

He would haue you tame him, not take a coppie of him.

Christ.

Pythagoras before he poured in his Helicon consydered
the face of his Boye.

At.

By same reason you mind giue him a Purge.

Christ.

Not amisse it would be.

Hyl.

Loe, Sir.

Christ.

A Pretie Animal he is, He is the First I haue seene
in my dayes. Poake him, I pray you now.

Hyl.

Sir, I thank you, heartily, for my learning.

Christ.

Much good do it to you, Sir, lykwise.

At.

How now, M
r Schoolemaster, in your Mementoes, Sir, what?

Hyl.

Speake, I beseech you, what's it afflicts you?

At.

Shake off these dumps and goe along with vs, Come.

Hyl.

Your answere, I beseech you now, Come.

Dau.

Gentlemen, I will but knock a Coney on the Hed
and Come to you Incontinently.

At.

With the Pox to conduct you.

Hyl.

And stable doore to be shut vpon you now.

Christ.

Best of all. But come your wayes now; after our
Sport let vs waite on our Masters all. Come.

Hyl.
Lupus est in Fabula, Loe, yonder they come.

SCEN 5.

The Direction.
Orion with a Letter reading, Hypsiphyle Learchus Picus Hippolon Florida Camilla Fancia Atys Hylas Christophel, The Six Huntsmen Men and Women bearing on either syde a Banquet of diuers and sundry sorts of Junkets in goodly Gold and Syluer Bolles, Syluius and Syluia on either syde of them with Two venice Mazers or standing Bolles of glasse, The one with a Fragrant Malmsey, the other with Spanish Sack. Orion and Hypsiphyle in their wedding ornaments. Orion takes his Bride by the hand, then speakes as followes.
Or.
Come on, Noble Lady, of the whole Land

Come.

Since now our Leige is gone, Come, Mount wee this
Campestrall old Chapell once built by Faeryes,

Forsaken Feild Fence.

There to combine, as long as I haue longed,
Mutually our selues in one, So to hencefurth
Aeternally confirme this league

Here they seated themselues both.

And you
Right worty Raungers of these holy woods
Bind you by your Assents this lasting knot,
As I will sweare to maintaine vnto you
Your Ancient lawes and rites, Loe, this is all.
I haue to say to you now, So faire proceed
You to our Installment, you faeryes all.

The Direction.
Here Atys, the Princes hauing seated themselves, stepping betweene the Two Chorus sayd the Apologie following with one Accord of the rest to the Princes in manner and forme

dilue

following.
The Apologie.
At.
The mighty Rector of the Skies is sayne
Two coffers int' his Custody t'haue tayne;
The one greife, woe and Sad Repentaunce locks,
Mirth, Glee, and Charis in the other boxe,
With the one he salues a good Kings distresse,
With th'other alayes Tyraunts Happines.
In th'one he wills vs t'hope for Clemency,
In th'other bids vs to dispaire and dye.

Biddeth

So wee, before wee yeild our utmost clause
Vnto the Vmpire of our Present cause,
Within these Bolles, as in Pandora'es Cup,
With lowly Heartes and breathed tunes giu'n vp
Present our Hopes and Feares, In that be stilld
The Females Pale Accounts, In this be drilld
(I weene in purest drops of Maluasyne
Th'Ambiguous Fortunes of our Masculine.
Now, our graund Leige, If done wee shall but right

haue

Release our shoulders of the Leash this night.
Mel et Butyrum inde Comedes
Vt Scires Eligere Bonum et Effugere Malum.
Long-liue, Orion now King of the Faeryes.

The Direction.
Here Syluius ane Syluia, stepping vp the degrees, after had set the venice glasses or Mazers on either syde the Princes, The Sack by Hypsiphyle and the Malmeseye by Orion, Then holding the Imperiall Ghirlond, that hung ouer the Front of the Chapell, ouer both their heds, And then setting him alone on the heade of Orion, The whole Chorus of Huntsmen men and women Saluted his Maiesty all with one Accord as followes.
All.
Long liue Orion now King of the Faeryes.

Musick to the Song here knockt vp.

The Seauenth Song.

Or.
Now tell mee what be in your Bolles conteynd.

Lear.
Such Junkets Faeryes afford wee haue brought
Small gifts to your Highnes.

Or.
Notwithstanding
I thank you and will be right ready doe
You any Turne I may, So set them down,
And remember what I do promise you.

Hyp.
Mee thinks, my Lord, the Faeryes by their lookes
Haue farr prompter minds to God Cupids Bowe
Then to Latonides, For euer since,
My Lord, you began to mount these steps
They haue nought but glaunct th'one vpon the other.
Sauing that Respect they beare to your Presence.

Or.
I did obserue it, Sweet, and would be glad
To see it so, For greate thereby would be
This League. Say, Ladyes, be you agreed? Hoa,
To yeild your selues in match vnto our Faeryes?

Flo.
Shall I that gemme I pawnd to Delia
Yeilde vnto one? who with all the might he might
Sought to haue corrupted it by force of fume
To his bad vse? I can nor will now yeild.

Lear.
Who can not the destinies withstand, No more
Can he withstand a womans will, Self will
Self haue. I care not one Point for peeuish
Floride.

Hyp.
What sayes Camilla to the Match?

Cam.
If Infection comes from that that stinks, I
Say my Suitor stinks and will none of him.

Pic.
A Jakes be vpon thee, Sweet Camilla.

Hipp.
Fancia I hope will not be peruers
But will yeild to my suite.

Fan.
In faith, No, Sir,
You shall be serued with Salt and spoones yfecks.

Hyp.
Is this yovr best Resolution? speake Mayde.

Fan.
It is.

Hyp.
And yours?

Cam.
Yes verily.

Hyp.
What sayes
Florida.

Flo.
Flatly, she will none of him.

Hyp.
Why my deare gerles, if nothing will alaye
The Rigour of your spleenes, yet do you once
Say that the Queene of

Spenser.

Fays did entreate you.

Or.
And the King of the

Spenser.

Fays also, sweet Peices

Flo.
I saye your Graces both must Pardon mee.

Cam.
And mee.

Fam.
Mee too.

Or.
Goe to, Peeuish giglots
I will haue it so, Be it a Match, I say.

Hyp.
And for incensd Hypsyphile her part,
My Maydes, Since so peruers you be, denie but
Once more, and ne're looke her in her face more.

Cam.
Puu.

Flo.
A Hard Iniunction by my Troth, Madame.

Fan.

Or.
Resolue, Foolish Giglots, I bid you trewe.

Cam.
Puu.

Fan.
Puu.

Or.
Then will none of you resolue? Ha.

Cam.
Now woe-begone thou poore Camilla trew.

Fan.
The direst hap that ere be fell mee too.

Or.
Come, come, I say, or haue my wrath to boote.

Hyp.
And myne also, my gerles without all doubt

Cam.
Puu.

Fan.
Puu.

Flo.
who holds that will away, they say
Force of such charmes will breake through Forts, I see,
Yet as furr as might may, Thus I do oppose them.
Sauing that Bathe I did applye vpon him
To purge him of his Manners, yet euer
I loud Learchus well.

Lear.
what may a Man
Haue but Reuenge on an Enemye?
Then off a Friend? I pardon Florida.

They transcended each after their cupplets to other.

Cam.
Before thou wert a Begger, Picus, Now
Thou comst with Rubies, wel. It is a Match.

Pic.
But dinner is defrayd to your cost, Dame.

Hipp.
Fancia begins my charme but now to work?

Fan.
Hippolon, of thy Toyle I long to ease thee.

Hyp.
Did I not tell you it would be a Match?

Or.
Madame you did, And now do clearely see,
That howeuer in Heartes curst you be
Yet women all will saye Nay and Hunt it.

Hyp.
I, and you say I, And all way Burnt it.

Or.
Nay and you howeuer you Account it.
But where is Christophel that Gallant
Wee haue not seene him in the Chase to day?

Christ.
Here I am and shall lyke you.

Or.
Sirrha, you,
Say where wontst when thy Presence was required?
To bring the gazing Deere vnto the stands?
To blow their Death And to sewe the Hart?
To take the Guts and to reward the Hounds?
Loose the Numbles? And to breake vp the Deare?
Shewe mee your dayes Account, I reade you, Come.

Christ.
There stand my Suretyes, and here is my Baile.

Shewd him the Squiril taken from one the Pages.

Or.
Loystring Lozell, this is a Tyme to spend now?
To Squirill Hunt with Children and with Pedaunts?
This that Practise th'hadst from thyne Infancie
In points of Game and Lawes of woodmanship!
I am ashamed it should be spoken,
Wherefore, Christophel, mark thou mee now well,
What I am to intimate vnto thee,
As lazilye thou hast loytered this day,
So shalt thou as lustily be leasht this night,
I sweare it by the hed of Delia.
And you, my Lords of Eluida, euen as
I find you haue ioind you in nuptiall Bands
So would I exhort vnity now too,
For so the vigor of your loues will be
A Bond vnto this golden future tyme,
Els lyke to a sheff of Arrowes self vnbound
All will fall to Mammocs, Record you this,
And say Orion once t'haue told you it.
Serue God, obey your Prince, preserue your Game.

Cho.
This your sacred Leçon wee will Imprint sure.

Or.
Roundly do you see you leash him first, For
This dayes Trespas soundly and roundly too.

At.
It shall be done my Lord, effectually

Cho.
All lawd and thankings to King Orion.

A Pawse.
Or.
Now, Faeryes, my good God night to you all.

Cho.
Long liue Orion, And his worthy Bride.

Or.
And good Fortune vnto all you betyde

Here they shutt both into the Canopie Fane or Trophey together with the banquet.

At.

Come on your wayes, my most venereous and galland Sir.
Come on.

Christ.

Goe but you on before wee will follow you, wee stay
but for companie to goe along with vs.

Hyl.

Wee attend you.

Lear.

Sweet wagges, conuert wee now all to the Gentlemen,

who too long haue expected vs I feare, And listen you to that I
shall now intimate to them concerning ourselves.

Flo.

Well sayd, Learchus, Speake you to them in behalf of
all, For the Gentlemen all be better pleasd with you then with
vs I troe.

Cam.

Beshrowe my hearte but I belieue you, Florida.

Fan.

But I will be sworne on a booke for them, Camilla.

Flo.

My feare is, Fancia, that they will not be too well pleased
with the men neither.

Lear.

Who so? sweet Florida.

Flo.

Because they haue beene Three such sheepe as to haue
matcht them with vs being Three such shrewes.

Lear.

Nay nay, wee haue a sure Remedy for that in our
Faery Institutions, Lambe.

Flo.

What? good Learchus, say

Lear.

A Diuorce from Bed and from Boarde, Sweet Mowse.

Cam.

If there be any such lawe vpon the Fyle, I will not
forgoe Picus my Lord and my Joye for better nor for worse I
vowe. Puu.

Pic.

I do not thank thee though for that thy late vnkindnes
toward mee, sweet Camilla.

Cam.

With this strick kisse, see, I do make thee now amends
for it, Deare Picus.

Fan.

Nor I in good sadnes la, find I my Horse neuer so
restif.

Hipp.

A bargaine is a bargaine they say, so let it rest.

Lear.

What sayes kind Florida to the Match?

Flo.

Hum Hum.

Lear.

Nay then I see what will become of you before night
too by your Humming. But, sweet wagge, interrupt mee no
more, I may make now an end with the Gentlemen who do expect
vs, loe.

Flo.
Speake, you woodcock.

Lear.
Thus I begin my suite then. Heark and listen all.

Chorus.
Learchus Atys Christophel.
Lear.
How to begin a work none knowes but he
That hopes how t'end it, For as in Action
The end is last, So in th'Intention
Tis euer first, our Ends wee know, Hope first,
Next Largesse of your hands, If that wee gaine
It serues a Sennet to our Scene, If this
A glorious crown of Palmes, But o, the while,
Our Merits be too weake, and greife for them
In Spines doth growe, what els, The Tooth of Black-
Mouthd Spite destroyes, Then since our Luck is such
Wee crouch you all by th'old Accustomd spell
That Hand but speake that Loues orion well.

At.
Come come Bandog of Molossus, come along, Hoa.

Christ.
I, præ, sequar.

The Direction.
There was no shouing here of the knaue forward, But they went on before and he followed after.