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SCENE ult.

Enter Panergus, and Cleobulus.
Bas.
VVhat good success Panergus have we had!

Pan.
The matters mannag'd well, the number mounteth.
A hundred thousand names this Parchment holds,

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But here's Cleobulus I've not his Name yet.

Cleo.
Welcome Panergus, what always imploy'd?

Pa.
Here is a Parchment, set to it your hand.

Cleo.
I'le first peruse it:

Bas.
Put on your eyes of glass, and then consult.

He reads it to himself.
Cl.
In this Petition we do humbly crave,
Andronicus his goodness would be pleas'd,
To be joint Emperour with Alexius.

Pa.
You speak the very marrow of the matter.

Cl.
Had I a hundred hands, I'de set them to't.

Pa.
Thanks good Cleobulus, I did ever finde,
Your noble heart inclin'd to th'publike good.

Cl.
In a short time you many hands have gotten.

Pa.
To get them there were many hands imploi'd.

Cl.
Tell me what act and method did you use.

Pa.
In every Parish, Family, or Tribe,
We got the signal men first to subscribe,
And their example easily drew the rest,
Whole Herds of sillie people prest on us,
Names for our Parchment we at first did lack,
But Parchment for our Names at last grew scant.

Cl.
Did they peruse what was therein contain'd?

Pa.
Be't Bond, be't Bill, be't Libel, be't Petition,
They thought it sin should they not make their marks;
Where they were told their betters went before.

Cl.
Some names are forg'd here, but's a good deceit.

Pa.
You know old Courtiers know to counterfeit.

Cl.
This is a Womans writing:


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Pa.
In Husbands absence, wife stands for husband.

Cl.
They should have put their tongues, then not their hands.

Pa.
If any did refuse we threatned them,
Or did return their names which is far worse.

Cl.
The Subjects freedom's thus by force preserv'd.

Pa.
But we lose time, come set your hand to't, come—

Cl.
My hand shall sooner rot, then I will do't.

Bas.
Said you not if you had a hundred hands
You would subscribe.

Cl.
I then should be a Monster,
When Monster I'le subscribe, not whilst a man.

Bas.
Why are you irregular from all the rest.

Cl.
Why are the rest irregular from right.

Pa.
Are you more holy then the Patriarch?
More just then all the Judges and more wise,
Then all the Councellors of State beside?
That what they grant should be deni'd by you:

Cl.
Ile not beleeve with an implicite faith,
Nor pin my soul upon anothers sleeve,
To them their Reasons known, and mine to me,
My soul stands on a Basis of its own:
Unto Alexius his great grandfather
My Infancy I was a subject born,
To's Grandfather my youth was servant, and
To's Father my old age was Councellor,
And therefore to his Son I will be just,
“I'le lose my life, but not betray my trust.

Pa.
He shall be but joynt Emperour with him


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Cl.
If Crowns admit a Mate, they'le prove a Master,
Two husbands to one wife, I'le not allow;
Such Bigamy of State I can't approve.

Pa.
Alexius young, with old Andronicus,
Will make a wholsom Medley for our State;
The one brings hands, the other judgments;
The one shall Act, the other shall advise,
Headlong his speed, his gravity is staid,
His heat of youth allaid with ages cold.

Cl.
I love no by-Paths from the beaten Road,
Two Suns i'th Firmament no good can bring.

Pa.
Is this your Answer?

Cl.
All you'r like to have.

Pa.
Then farewel froward fool: Anothers loss
Thou count'st thy only gain, and loves to cross.

Cl.
In this Scene both you have been cunning Actors,
No doubt the Merchant will reward his Factors.

Exeunt.
CHORUS.
Constantinople the Worlds Queen
Asia and Europe plac'd between,
Sick for having too much health,
Broke by getting too much wealth.
Where anciently dwelt harmless thrift,
And industry made honest shift;
In Ships and Shops truth us'd in dealing,
Nowt here's nothing us'd but stealing,

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Pride doth swell, and lust doth boyl,
Envie fret, oppression spoil.
Should our Grandsires now arise,
And view thee in this strange disguise,
Their judgement it would much perplex,
By Cloaths to guesse the wearers sex;
Transform'd with such fantastick shapes,
'Tis hard to say they're men or Apes;
Their sight at such a losse would be,
Thee for thy self they could not see.
Except they chanced to behold,
Saint Sophies Temple built of old;
(Whose reverend ruines woo our Nation,
To give it speedy Reparation)
By this perchance the place they'd own,
And Church might make the City known.
Constantinople thou great City,
Whom none can help, though many pitty;
Woful if thou knew'st thy Lot,
More woful 'cause thou know'st it not;
Nature hath thee fully blest,
If vertue had suppli'd the rest.
Venice is a City fair,
But because it wants sweet aire;
Florence sweet by rivers side,
But that river hath no tide,
Genoa lyes the tide along,
But her ancient walls not strong.
Nuremberg for strength renown'd,
But 'tis built on barren ground.

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Rome doth stand on fruitful hills,
But much emptines it fills.
Paris full of buildings high,
But it in dirt too low doth lie.
All want something thou hast all,
Which we can a blessing call,
Thy Water, Earth, and Air compleat,
Sweet, rich, strong, fertile, full and neat;
This misery thou hast alone,
That miseries thou hast had none.
Thy long peace did plenty bring,
From thy plenty pride did spring;
From thy pride came woful jarrs,
And from these came bloody warrs;
And from warrs comes desolation,
O begin thy circulation,
By amendment to obtain,
That thy peace return again.