Philaster or Love Lies a-Bleeding

PHYLASTER .

Actus 1. Scoen. 1. Enter at seuerall doores Lord LYON , TRASILINE followes him , CLERIMON meetes them . TRASILINE .

WEll ore tane my Lord .

LYON .

Noble friend welcome , and see who encounters vs , honourable good Clerimon .

CLE. My good Lord Lyon , most happily met worthy Traefilme , Come gallants , what s the newes , the season affoords vs variety , the novilists of our time runnes on heapes , to glut their itching eares with airie sounds , trotting to 'th burse ; and in the Temple walke with greater zeale to heare a nouall lye , then a pyous Anthum tho chanted by Cherubins . TRANS. True Sir : and holds set counsels , to vent their braine sicke opinions with presagements what all states shall designe . CLE.

That s as their intelligence serues .

LYON And that shall serue as long as inuention lastes , there dreames they relate , as spoke from Oracles , or if the gods should hold a synod , and make them their secritaries , they will diuine and prophecie too : but come and speake your thoughts of the intended marriage with the Spanish Prince , He is come you see , and brauely entertainde . TRAS.

Hee is so , but not married yet .

CLE.

But like to be , and shall haue in dowry with the Princesse this Kingdome of Cycele .

LEON .

Soft and faire , there is more will forbid the baines , then say amen to the marriage : though the King vsurped the Kingdome , during the non-age of the Prince Phylaster , hee must not thinke to bereaue him of it quite ; hee is now come to yeares to claime the Crowne .

TRA.

And lose his head in ' the asking .

LEON .

A diadem worn by a headlesse King wold be wonderous , Phylaster is too weake in power .

GLE.

He hath many friends .

LEON .

And few helpers .

TRA.

The people loue him .

LEON . I grant it , that the King knowes too well , And makes this Contract to make his faction strong : What s a giddy-headed multitude , That 's not Disciplinde nor trainde vp in Armes , To be trusted vnto ? No , he that will Bandy for a Monarchie , must prouide Braue marshall troopes with resolution armde , To stand the shock of bloudy doubtfull warre , Not danted though disastrous Fate doth frowne , And spit all spightfull fury in their face : Defying horror in her vgliest forme , And growes more valiant , the more danger threats ; Or let leane famine her affliction send , Whose pining plagues a second hel doth bring , Thei 'le hold their courage in her height of spleene , Till valour win plenty to supply them , What thinke ye , would yer feast-hunting Citizens Indure this ? TRA.

No sir , a faire march a mile out of town that their wiues may bring them their dinners , is the hottest seruice that they are trained vp to .

CLE. I could wish their experience answered their loues , Then should the much too much wrongd Phylaster , Possesse his right in spight of Don and the diuell . TRA.

My heart is with your wishes .

LEON . And so is mine , And so should all that loues their true borne Prince , Then let vs ioyne our Forces with our mindes , In what s our power to right this wronged Lord , And watch aduantage as best may fit the time To stir the murmuring people vp , Who is already possest with his wrongs , And easily would in rebellion rise , Which full well the King doth both know and feare , But first our seruice wee 'le proffer to the Prince , And set our proiects as he accepts of vs ; But husht , the King is comming . sound musicke within . Enter the King , PHARAMONT , the Princesse , the Lady GALLATEA , the Lady MEGRA , a Gentlewoman , with Lords attending , the King takes his seate . KING . Faire Prince , Since heauens great guider furthers our intents , And brought you with safety here to arriue Within our Kingdome and Court of Cycele , We bid you most welcome , Princely Pharamont , And that our Kingly bounty shall confirme , Euen whilst the Heauens hold so propitious aspect Wee 'le crowne your wisht desires ( with our owne ) Lend me your hand sweet Prince , hereby enioy A full fruition of your best contents , The interest I hold I doe possesse you with , Onely a fathers care and prayers retaine , That heauen may heape on blessings , take her Prince , A sweeter Mistrisse then the offered Language of any dame , were she a Queene whose eye speakes common Loues ;

and comfort to her seruants : Last Noble son , for so I now must call you , what I haue done thus publik , is not to add a comfort in particular to you or mee , but all , and to confirme the Nobles and the Gentrie of our Kingdome by oath to your succession : which shall be within this moneth at most .

TRA.

This will be hardly done .

CLE.

It must be ill done , if it be done .

LEON When it is at best , t will bee but halfe done , whilst so braue a gentleman is wrongde and slung off . TRA.

I feare .

CLE.

Who dos not ?

LEON I feare not for my selfe , and yet I feare too : well , we shall see , we shall see : no more . PHARAMONT

Kissing your white hand Mistrisse I take leaue , to thanke your royall Father : and thus far to be my owne free trompet : vnderstand great King , and these your subiects , mine that must be , for so deseruing you haue spoke me Sir : and so deseruing I dare speake my selfe , to what a person of what Eminence , ripe expectation , of what faculties , manners and vertues you would wed your Kingdomes , and in me haue your wishes : oh this countrey , by more then all the gods , I hold it happy , happy in their deor memories , that haue bin Kings great and good ; happy in yours that is , and from you as a Chronicle to keepe your noble name from rotting Age : do I open my selfe most happy : Gentlemen beleeue me in a word , a Princes word , there shal be nothing to make vp a Kingdome mighty and flourishing , defenced feard equall to be commanded and obeyed but through the trauels of my life , i le finde it out , and tie it to this countrey . By all the gods ; my Raigne shall bee as easie to the subiects , that euery man shall bee his Prince himselfe , and his owne Law ; Yet I his Prince and Law . And deerest Lady , to your deerest selfe , deere in the choyce of him , whose name and lustre , must make you more and mightier : Let mee say you are the blessedst liuing : for sweete Princesse , you shall inioy a man of men , to bee your seruant , you shall make him yours , for whom great Queenes must die .

TRA.

Miracles !

CLE. This speech calls him Spaniard , being nothing but a large Inuentorie of his owne commendations . LEON . I wonder what s his price ? for certainely he 'le sell him , he has so be praisd his shape : Enter PHYLASTER .

But here comes one , more worthy those large praises , then the large speaker of them ; Let mee bee swallowed quicke , if I can finde all the Anatomy of yon mans vertues vnseene to sound enough , to promise for him , hee shall bee Constable by this Sun : he 'le ne're make King , vnlesse it be of trifles in my poore iudgement .

PHI. Right noble sir , as low as my obedience , with a heart as loyall as my knee , I beg for fauour . K.

Rise , you haue it sir .

LEON . Marke but the King how pale he lookes , he feares , and this same whorsone conscience , ah how it iades vs . K.

Speake your intents sir .

PHY.

Shall I speake on freely , be still my royall Soueraigne .

As a subiect we giue you freedome .

LEON .

Now it heates .

PHY.

Then thus I turne my language to you Prince , you forraigne man nere start , nor put on wonder ; you must indure mee , and you shal : This earth you tread vpon , a dowry as you hope with this sweet Princesse , whose memory I bow to , was not left by my dead father , O I had a father : to your inheritance , and I vp and liuing , hauing my selfe about me and my sword the soules of all my name and memories : these armes and some few friends besides the gods to part so calmely with it , and sit still and say I might haue bin , I tell thee Pharamont , when thou art King , looke I be dead and rotten , and my name ashes , as I : for heare mee Pharamont , this very ground thou goest on , this fat earth my fathers friends made firtile with their faiths : before that day of shame shall gape and swollow thee and thy nation , like a hungry graue into his hidden bowels : Prince it shall , by the iust gods it shall .

PHA.

Hee 's mad , beyond cure mad .

LEON . Here s a fellow has some fire in his vaines , the outlandish Prince lookes like a tooth-drawer . PHY. I Prince of popines , I will make it well appeare to you I am not mad . K.

You displease vs , you are too bold .

PHI. No sir , I am too tame , too much a Turcle , A thing borne without passion , a faint shaddow : That euery drunken clowde sayles ouer , And make nothing . KING . I doe not fancy this choller , Sure hee 's somewhat tainted . TRA.

I doe not thinke t will proue so .

LEON . Has giuen him a generall purge already , for all the right he has , and now he meanes to let him bloud : be constant gentle heauens , I 'le run his hazard although I runne my name out of the Kingdome . CLE.

Peace , we are all one soule .

PHA. What you haue seene in me to stirre offence , I cannot finde , vnlesse it be this Lady offered into my armes , with the succession which I must keepe : though is hath pleasde your fure to muteny within you , without disputing , your Geneallegies or taking knowledge whose branch you are , the King will leaue it to me , and I dare make it mine : you haue your answere . PHI. If thou wert sole inheriter to him That made the world his , And couldst see no Sunne shine vpon any thing but thine , Were Pharamont as truely valiant as I feele him cold , And ringd amongst the choycest of his friends : such As would blush to talke such cerious follies , Or backe such belied commendations : and from his presence Spit all those bragges , you should heare further from me . K. Sir , you wrong the Prince , I gaue you not this freedome , go to , be better temperde . PHI.

It must be sir , when I am noblier vsde .

LEON . Ladyes , this would haue bin a patterne of succession , Had he neuer met this mischiefe : by my life this is The worthiest : the true name of man this day within My knowledge . ME. I cannot tell what you may call knowledge , but i 'm sure tother 's the man set in my eye , Oh t is a Prince of wax . GAL.

A dog it is .

Phylaster , tell me the iniuries you aime at in your riddles .

PHI. If you had my eyes sir and sufferance , My griefe vpon you , and my broken fortunes , My wants great , and now nothing hopes and feares , My wrongs would make ill riddles to be laught at : Dare you be still my King , and right me . K.

Giue me your wrongs in priuat .

( Phy: whisper the King . CLE.

He dares not stand the shocke .

LEON . I cannot blame him , there s danger in t .

Euery man in this Age has a soule of Christall , to read their actions , though mens faces are so farre asunder , that they hold no intelligence : but view the stranger well , and you shall see a feauer throw all his braueries , and feele him shacke like a true truant , if hee giue not backe his Crowne againe , vpon the report of an elder gun : I am no augery .

Go to , be more your selfe , as you respect our fauour , you le stirre vs else : sir I must haue you know , that you are , and shal be at our pleasure , what fashion we will put vpon you , smooth your selfe , ore or by the gods

PHI.

I am dead sir , you are my Fate , it was not I sayde I was wrongd , I carry all about me , my weake starres lead me too : all my weake fortunes , who dare in all this presence speake , that is but man of flesh , and may bee mortall , tell me , I doe not most intirely loue this Prince , and honour his full vertues .

Hee s possest .

PHI. Yes , with my fathers spirit is heare O king , a dangerous spirit , and now he tels me king , I was a kings Heire , bids me be a king , and whispers to me , these are all my subiects , t is strange he will not let me sleepe : but diues into my fancy , and there giues me shapes that kneele and doe me seruice , crie me king , but i 'le suppresse him , heas a factious spirit and will vndoe me : Noble sir your hand , I am your seruant . K. Away I doe not like this ,

I 'le make you tamer , or i 'le dispossesse you both of your life & spirit : for this time I pardon your wild speech , without so much as imprisonment .

LYON

I thanke you sir , you dare not for the people .

TRA.

Ladies what thinke you now of this braue fellow .

ME.

A pretie talking fellow hot at hand : but eye you stranger , is hee not a fine compleat Gentleman ? O these strangers , I doe affect them strangely , they doe the rarest home things , and please the fullest , as I liue I could loue all their Nation ouer and ouer for his sake .

LAD.

Gods comfort , your poore head-peece t is a weake one , and has need of an night-cap .

Exet Ladies . LYON

See how his fancy labours , has hee not spoke home and brauely , what a dangerous traine did he giue fire to , how hee shoke the King , made his soule melt within him , and his bloud runne into whay : it stood vpon his brow like a cold winter dew .

PHY.

Gentlemen , you haue no sute to mee , I am no mynion , you stand mee thinkes , like men that would bee Courtiers , if you could well be flattered at a price not to vndo your Children , you are al honest , goe get you home againe , and make your Countrey a vertuous Court , to which your great ones may , in their diseased age , retire liue recluses .

CEE.

How doe your worth sir .

PHY. Well , very well , and so well , that if the King please , I may liue many yeares . LYON Sir , the King must please :

Whilst we know who you are , and what you are , your wrongs and vertues shrinke not worthy sir : but call your father to you , in whose name we 'le waken all the gods , and coniure vp the rods of vengance , the abused people , who like raging torants shall swell hie : and so begirt the dens of these Male-dragons , that through the strongest safety they shall beg for mercy at your swords point .

PHY.

Friend no more , our eares may be corrupted , t is an Age we dare not trust our wils to , doe you loue me ?

TRAS.

Doe we loue heauen and honour ?

PHY. My Lord Lyon you had a vertuous Gentlewoman cald you father , is she yet aliue . Enter a Gentlewoman . LEON .

Most honourd sir shee is , and for a penance but of an idle dreame , has vndertooke a tedious pilgrimage .

PHI.

I' st to me , or to any of these Gentlemen you come .

GENT. WOO.

To you , braue Lord , the Princesse would intreate your present company .

PHI.

The Princesse send for me , you are mistaken ,

GENT. WOO.

If you be cald Phylaster , t is you .

PHI.

Kisse her faire hand , and say I will attend her .

LEON .

Doe you know what you doe ?

Exit Gent. woo . PHI.

Yes , go to see a woman .

CLE.

But doe you way the danger you are in ?

PHI.

Danger in a sweete face : By Iubiter I must not feare a woman .

TRA. But are you sure it was the Princesse sent , It may be some foule traine to catch your life . PHI.

I dare not thinke it Gentlemen , shee 's noble , her eye may shoote mee dead , or those true red and white fiend frends in her cheekes , may steale my soule out , there 's all the danger in t : but bee what may , her single name hath armde me .

Exit PHILASTER . LEON .

Go on , and be as truely happy as thou art fearelesse :

Come Gentlemen , le ts make our friends acquainted , lest the king prooue false .

Exit Gentlemen . Enter Princesse and her Gentlewoman . PRIN.

Comes he not .

WOO.

Madame ?

PRIN.

Will Phylaster come ?

WOO.

Deare Madame , you were wont to credit me at the first .

PRIN.

But didst thou tell me so .

I am forgetfull , and my womans strength is so ore chargde , with dangers like to grow about my marriage , that these vnder things dares not abide in such a troubled sea , how lookt hee when hee told thee he would come ?

WOO.

Why we ll.

PRIN.

And not a little fearefull .

WOO.

Feare Madame , sure he knowes not what it is ,

PRIN.

You all are of his faction , the whole Court is bold in praise of him , whilst I may liue neglected , and doe noble things , as fooles in strife throw gold into the sea , drownde in the doing : but I know he feares .

WO.

Madame , mee thoughts his lookes hid more of loue then feare .

PRIN.

Of loue , to whom : to you , did you deliuer those plaine words I sent , with such a woing iesture and qvicke lookes that you haue caught .

WO.

Madam I meane to you .

PRIN.

Of loue to me : alas , thy ignorance lets thee not see the crosses of our births , nature that loues not to be questioned : why shee did this , or that , but has his ends , and knowes she dos well : neuer gaue the world to things so opposite , so bound to put as he and I am , if a boule of bloud drawne from this arme , would poison thee , a draught of his would cure thee : loue to me .

WO.

Madame , I thinke I heare him .

PRIN.

Bring him in : you gods that will not haue your dens with . stood , whose holy wisedomes at this time it is to make the passions of a feeble maid , the way into your Iustice , I obay .

Enter PHILASTER . WO.

Here is my Lord Phylaster .

PRIN.

Oh it is well , withdraw your selfe .

PHI. Madame , your messenger . made me beleeue you wisht to speake with me . PRIN. T is true Phylaster , but the words are such I haue to say , and dos so ill become the mouth of woman , that I wish them said , and yet am loth to speake them . Haue you knowne that I haue ought detracted from your worth : haue I in person wrongd you ? or haue set my baser Instruments to throw disgrace vpon your vertues . PHI.

Neuer madame you .

PRIN. Why then should you in such a publike place , Iniury a Princesse , and a scandall lay vpon my fortunes , found to be so great : calling a great part of my dowry in question . PHI.

Madame , this truth which I shall speaken , wil be foolish : but for your faire vertuous selfe , I could affoord my selfe to haue no right to any thing you wisht .

PRIN.

Phylaster , know I must inioy these Kingdomes .

PHI.

Madame both ?

PRIN. Both , or I do , by heauen I die Phylaster , if I not calmely die inioy them both , PHI. I would doe much to saue that noble life , yet would be loth to haue posterity finde in our stories , that Phylaster gaue his right vnto a Scepter and a Crowne , to saue a Ladies longing . PRIN.

Nay then heare , I must and will haue them , and more .

PHI.

What more ?

PRIN. Or lose that little life the gods prepar'd , to trouble this poore peece of earth with all . PHI.

Madame , what more ?

PRIH.

Turne then away thy face .

PHI.

No .

PRIN.

Doe .

PHI. I can indure it : turne away my face , I neuer saw yet enemy that lookt so dreadfully , But that I thought my selfe as great a bassaliske as he , Or speake so horrible , but that I thought my tongue Bore thunder vnderneath as much as his : Nor beast that I could turne from , shall I then begin , To feare sweete sounds , a womans tongue , whom I do loue , Say you would haue my life , why I will giue it you , For it is of mee a thing so loath'd , and vnto you that beg , Of so poore vse , that I shall make no price , If you intreat , I will vnmouedly heare . PRIN.

Yet for my sake a little bend thy looks .

PHI.

I do .

PRIN.

Then know I must haue them and thee .

PHI.

And me !

PRIN.

Thy loue , without which , all the land discouerd yet , will serue me for no vse , but to be buried in .

PHI.

I' st possible .

PRI.

With it , it were too little to bestow on thee , now though thy breath strike me dead , which know it may , I haue vnript my breast .

PHI. Madam , you are too full of noble thoughts , to lay a traine for this contemned life ,

which you might haue for asking , to suspect were base , where I deserue no ill : loue you by all my hopes , I doe aboue my life , but how this passion should proceed from you so violently , would amaze a man that would be Iealous .

PRIN. Another soule into my body shot , Could not haue fild me with more strength and spirit , Then this thy breath , but spend not hastie time In seeking how I came thus : t is the gods that make me so , And sure our loue will be the worthier , and the better Blest , in that the secret iustice of the gods Is mingled with it : let vs leaue , and kisse , lest some Vnwelcom'd guest should fall betwixt vs , And we should part without it . PHY.

T' will be ill I should abide here long .

PRIN. T is true , and worse you should come often . How shall we deuise to hold intelligence ? That our true loues , on an new occasion may agree , What path is best to tread . PHY.

I haue a boy , sent by the gods , I hope to this intent , not yet seene in the Court , hunting the buck I found him sitting by a fountaine side , of which he borrowed some , to quench his thirst , and payd the nymph as much againe in teares : a Garland lay him by , made by himselfe , of many seuerall flowers , bred in the vayle , stucke in that mistick order that the rarenesse delighted me , but euer when he turn'd his tender eye vpon vm , he would weepe as if he meant to make them grow againe , seeing such prety helplesse innocence dwel in his face : I askt him all his story , he told me that his parents gentle dyed , leauing him to the mercy of the fields : which gaue him roots , & of the christall springs , which did not stop the course , and the Sun , which still he thankt , it yeelded him his life : then tooke hee vp his garland , and did shew what euery flower , as countrey people hold , did signifie , and how all ordered thus exprest his griefe , and to my thoughts did read the pretiest lecture of his countrey art , that could be wisht , so that me thoughts I could haue studied it , I gladly entertainde him , whom was glad to follow : and haue got the trustiest , louingest , and the gentlest boy that euer maister kept , him wil I send to wayte on you and beare our hidden loue .

PRIN.

T is well , no more .

Enter woman . WOO.

Madame , the Prince is come to doe his seruice .

PRIN.

What will you Phylaster doe with your selfe ?

PHY.

Why ? that which all the gods haue appointed out for me .

PRIN.

Deare , hide thy selfe , bring in the Prince .

PHI. Hide me from Pharamont : When thunder speakes , which is the voyce of God , Though I doe reuerence , yet I doe not hide my selfe , And shall a stranger Prince haue leaue to bragge Vnto a forraigne Nation , that he made Phylaster hide himselfe . PRIN.

He cannot know it .

PHY. Though it should sleepe for euer to the world , it is a simple sin to hide my selfe , which will for euer on my conscience lie . PRIN. Then good Phylaster giue him scope and way in what he sayes : for he is apt to speake what you are loath to heare . PHI.

I will .

Enter PHARAMONT and a woman . PHAR. My Princely Mistrisse , as true louers ought , I come to kisse these faire hands , & to shew in outward ceremonies , the deare loue within my heart . PHI.

If I shall haue an answer or no , derectly I am gone .

PHA.

To what ? what would he haue answer ?

PRIN.

To his claime vnto the Kingdome .

PHA.

Sira , I forbare you before the King .

PHI.

Good sir doe so still , I would not talke with you .

PHA.

But now the time is fitter , doe but offer to make mention of right to any kingdome , though it lie scarce habitable .

PHI.

Good sir let me goe .

PHA.

And by the gods

PHI.

Peace Pharamont , if then

PRIN.

Leaue vs Phylaster .

PHI.

I haue done .

PHI.

You shall not need .

PHA.

What now ?

PHI.

Know Pharamont I loath to brawle with such a blast as thou , who are nothing but a valiant voyce , but if thou shalt prouoke mee further , men shall say thou wert , and not lament it .

PHA. Doe you sleight my greatnesse so much , and in the chamber of the Princesse ? PHI.

It is a place to which I must confesse , I owe a reuerence , but wert the Church at the high Altar , there 's no place so safe , where thou darst iniurie me , but I dare kill thee : and for your greatnesse , know I can grasp you and your greatnesse , thus , thus , into nothing : giue not a word , not a word back , farewell .

Exit . PHA.

'T is an odd fellow Madame , wee must stop his mouth with some office when we are married .

PRIN.

You were best make him your Controuler .

PHA.

I thinke he would discharge it well .

Madame , I hope our hearts are knit , but yet so slow , the cerimonies of state are , that t will bee long before our hearts bee so , then if you please being agreed in heart , let vs not waite for dreaming forme , but take a little stolne delights , and so preuent our ioyes to come .

PRIN.

If you dare speake your thoughts , I must with-draw in honour .

Exit Princesse . PHA. The constetution of my body will neuer hold out till the wedding , I must seeke else where . Exit PHA.

Actus 2. Scoen. 2. Enter PHYLASTER , and his boy , called BELLARIO . PHI. And thou shalt finde her honourable , boy full of regard Vnto thy tender youth , for thy owne modesty , And for my sake , apter to giue , then thou wilt be to aske , I or deserue . BOY . Sir , you did take me vp when I was nothing , And I am onely yet some thing , by being yours ,

You trusted me vnknowne : and that which you were apt to conster : a simple innocence in me : perhaps might haue beene crafty : The cunning of a boy hardened in lyes : and theft : yet ventered you to part my miseries and me : For which I neuer can expect to serue a Lady : that beares more honour in her brest then you .

PHY. But boy , it will preferre thee , thou art yong ,

And bear'st a childish ouer-flowing loue , to them that claps thy cheekes , and speake thee faire : but when iudgement comes no rule those passions , thou wilt remember best those carefull friends , that pla'st thee in the noblest way of life : she is a Princesse I preferre thee to .

BOY . In that small time that I haue seene the world ,

I neuer knewe a man hastie to part with a seruant he thought trusty . I remember my father would preferre the boyes he kept to greater men then he , but did it not till they were too sawcy for himselfe .

PHY. Why gentle boy ? I find no fault at all In thy behauiour . BOY . Sir , if I haue made a fault of ignorance , Instruct my youth , I shall be willing : if not apt to learne , Age and experience will adorne my mind with larger Knowledge , and if I haue done a wilfull fault Thinke me not past all hope : for once What maister holds so strickt a hand ouer his boy , That he will part with him without one warning , Let me be corrected , to breake my stubbornenesse , If it be so , rather then turne me off , And I shall mend . PHY. Thy loue dos plead so prettily to stay , That trust me I could weepe to part with thee : Alas , I do not turne thee off : thou knowst it is my businesse That dos call thee hence , and when thou art with her , Thou dwell with me , thinke so , and t is so , and when time is full That thou hast well dischargd this heauy trust , Layd on so weake a one : I will againe with ioy , Receiue thee , as I liue I will , nay , weepe Not , gentle boy , t is more then time thou didst attend the Princesse . BOY .

I am gone , but since I am to part with you my Lord , and none knowes whether I shall liue to doe more seruice for you , take this little prayer : Heauen blesse your loues , your sighes , all your designes , may sick men if they haue your wish , be well , and heauens hate those you curse , though I be one .

Exit boy . PHI.

The loue of boyes vnto their Lords is strange , I haue read wonders of it : yet this boy for my sake , if a man may iudge by looks and speech , would out doe story . I must see a day to pay him for his loyaltie .

Exit . Enter PHARAMONT . PHA. Why should these Ladies stay so long , they must Come this way , I know the Queene imployes vm not , For the reuerend mother sent me word , They would all be for the garden : if they should all Proue honest now , I were in a faire taking : I was neuer so long without sport before in my life , And in my conscience t is not my fault . Enter GALLATEA . Oh for our countrey Ladies , here 's one boulted , I 'le hound at her . Madame . GAL.

Your grace .

PHA.

Shall I not be a trouble ?

GAL.

Not to me sir .

PHA.

Nay , nay , y' are too quicke by this sweete hand .

GAL.

You 'le bee forsworne sir , t is an olde gloue , if you will talke at distance I am for you , but good Prince be not baudy , nor doe not brag , those two I onely barre , and then I thinke I shall haue sence enough to answer all the waighty Apothegmes your royall bloud shal manage .

PHA.

Deare Lady , can you loue ?

GAL.

Deare Prince , how deare ? I ne're cost you a Couch yet , nor put you to the deare repentance of a play and a banquet , here 's no Scarlet sir , to make you blush , this is my owne hayre , and this face has bin so farre from being deare to any , that it ne're cost a peny painting , and for the rest of my poore wardrop such as you see , it leaues no hand behind it , to make the iealous silke-mans wife curse our doing .

PHA.

You much mistake me Lady .

GAL.

Lord I doe so , would you or I could helpe it .

PHA.

Y' are very dangerous bitter , like a potion .

GAL.

No sir , I do not mean to purge you , though I meane to purge a little time on you .

PHA.

Do Ladies of this Countrey vse to giue no more respect to men of my full being .

GAL. Full being , I vnderstand you not , vnlesse your grace Meanes growing to fatnesse : and then your onely remedy Vpon my knowledge Prince , is in a morning , A cup of neate white wine , brewd with Cardus , Then fast till supper , about fiue you may eate , vse exercise , And keepe a sparrow hawke , you can shoot in a Tiller , But of all , your grace must flie Flebotamie , Fresh porke and Conger , and clarified whay : They are dullers of the vitall anymales . PHA.

Lady you talke of nothing all this time .

GAL.

T is very true sir , I talke of you .

PHA. This is a crafty wench , I like her wit well , 'T will be rare to stir vp a leaden appetite , Shee 's daintie , and must be courted with a shewer of gold , Madame looke here , all these and more , then — GA.

What ha you there my Lord , gold ? now as I liue t is faire gold , you 'd haue siluer for t , to play with the Pages , you could not haue taken me in a worse time sir , but if you haue present vse my Lord , I 'le send my man with siluer , and keepe your gold safe for you .

She slips behind the Orras . PHA.

Lady , Lady .

GAL. She s comming sir behind , Will ye take white money yet for all this . Exit PHA.

If there be but two such in this Kingdome more , and neere the Court , we may ene hang vp our harpes , ten such Campher Constitutions as this would call the golden age againe in question , and teach the old way for euery ill fast husband , to get his owne children , and what a mischiefe that would breed , let all consider .

Enter MEGRA .

Heres 's another , if she be of the same last , the diuell shall pluck her on : Many faire mornings Lady .

ME. As many mornings , bring as many dayes , faire , sweete , and hopefull to your grace . PHA. She giues good words yet , sure this wench is free . If your more cerious businesse doe not call you Lady , Let me hold quarter with you , wee 'le talke an houre On t quickly . ME.

What would your grace talke of ?

PHA. Of some such pretie subiect as your selfe , I 'le go no further then your eye , your lip , there s time enough For one man for an Age . ME. Sir , they stand right , and my lips are yet euen smooth , Young enough , ripe enough , and red enough , Or my glasse wrongs me . PHA. O they are two twend Cherries dyde in blush , Which those faire sunnes aboue with their deepe beams Reflect vpon , and ripen , sweetest beauty ; Bow downe those branches , that the longing taste Of the sweete looker on , may meete these blessings , And taste and liue . They kisse . ME.

O delicate sweete Prince , shee that hath snow enough about her heart , to take the wanton spring of ten such lynes , it may bee a number without Probatum . Sir , you haue by such neate Poetrie gathered a kisse , that if I had but fiue lines of that number , such pretie begging blankes : I should commend your forehead , or your cheekes , and kisse you too .

PHA. Doe it in prose ; you cannot misse it Madame . ME.

I shall , I shall .

PHA. By my life but you shall not , I 'l prompt you first , Can you doe it now ? ME. Me thinkes t is easie now you ha dont before me , and yet I should sticke at it . PHA. Sticke till to morrow , i le neuer part you sweetest , but we lose time . Can you loue me ? ME.

Loue you my Lord ? How would you have me loue ye ?

PHA. I 'le teach you in a short sentence , Cause I will not load your memory , This is all : Loue me and lie with me . ME.

Was it lie with you , that you said , t is impossible .

PHA. Not to a willing minde , that wil endeauour , If I doe not teach you to doe it as easily in one night , As you 'le go to bed : I 'le lose my royall bloud for 't . ME. Why Prince you haue a Lady of your owne , that yet wants teaching . PHA. I 'le sooner teach a mare the old measures , Then teach her any thing belonging to the function , Shee 's affraid to lie with her selfe , If she haue but my mascaline imagination about her , I know when we are married , I must rauish her . ME. By my honour that s a foule fault indeed , But time and your good helpe will weare it out sir . PHA. And for my other I see excepting your deere selfe , deerest Lady I had rather be Sir Timen a schoolemaister , and keepe a darie maid . ME.

Has your grace seene the Court starre Gallatea .

PHA. Out vpon her , shee s as cold of her fauour , as an appaplex : she saild by but now . ME.

How do you hold her wit ?

PHA. I hold her wit , the strength of all the guard Cannot hold it , if they were tied too t : She would blow vm out of the kingdome : they talke of Iubiter , Hee s but a squib-cracker to her , but speake sweet Lady , Shall I be freely welcome ? ME.

Whether ?

PHA.

To your bed , if you mistrust my faith , you doe me the most vnnoblest wrong .

ME.

I dare not Prince .

PHA. Make your owne conditions , my purse shall seale vm , and what you dare imagine you can want , i 'le furnish you withall , giue worship to you thoughts euery morning about it , come I know y' are bashfull , speake in my eare , will you be mine : keepe this , and with it me , soone I shall visit you . ME.

My Lord , my chamber 's most vncertaine , but when t is night i 'le finde some meanes to slip into your lodging , till when

PHA.

Till when , this and my heart go with thee .

Exit ambo . Enter GALLATEA , from behind the Orras . GAL.

Oh thou pernitious petticote Prince , are these your vertues , well , if I doe not iay a traine to blow your sport vp , I am no woman , and Lady Dowsabell , i 'le fit you for it .

Exit . Enter Princesse and her Gentlewoman . PRIN.

Where 's the boy ?

WO.

Within .

PRIN.

Gaue you him gold to buy him clothes ?

WO.

I did .

PRIN.

And has he don 't ?

WO.

Yes Madam .

Enter GALLATEA . PRIN.

T is a pretie sad talking boy , i' st not , askt you his name ?

WO.

No Madame .

PRIN.

O , you are welcome , what good newes ?

GAL. As good as any one can tell your grace , that sayes , she has done that you would haue wisht . PRIN.

Hast thou discouered ?

GAL.

I haue straind a point of modesty for you .

PRIN.

I prethee how ?

GAL.

In listning after bawdry : I see , let a Lady liue neuer so modestly , they shall be sure to finde a lawfull time , to harken after bawdry , your Prince braue Pharamont was so hot on t .

PRIN.

With whom ?

GAL.

Why with the Lady I suspected , I can tell the time and place .

PRIN.

O when and where ?

GAL.

To night , his lodging .

PRIN.

Run thy selfe into the presents : mingle there againe with other Ladies , leaue the rest to me , if destinie to whom wee dare not say , why thou didst this , haue not decreed it so , in lasting leaues : whose smallest charecters was neuer altred , yet this match shall breake : where s the boy .

Enter Boy . WO.

Here Madame .

PRIN.

Sir , your sad to change your seruice , i' st not so ?

BOY .

Madame , I haue not chang'd , I waite on you to doe him seruice .

PRIN.

Then trust in me , tell me thy name .

BOY .

Bellario .

PRIN.

Thou canst sing and play .

BOY .

If griefe will giue me leaue Madame , I can .

PRIN. Alas , what kinde of griefe can thy yeares know , Hadst thou a crosse schoole-maister when thou went'st to schoole ? Thou art not capable of other griefe , Thy browes and cheekes are smooth as water be , When no breath troubles them : beleeue me boy , Care seekes wrinckled browes , and hollow eyes , And builds it selfe caues to abide in them , Come sir , tell me truely , doth your Lord loue me ? BOY .

I know not Madame , what it is .

PRIN. Canst thou know griefe , and neuer yet knewst loue , Thou art deceiud boy , dos he speake of me , As if he wisht me well ? BOY .

If it be loue to forget all respect to his owne friends , with thinking of your face : if it bee loue to sit crosse armde , and thinke away the day , with mingling starts , and crying your name as lowde as men in streetes doe fire : if it bee loue to weepe himselfe away , when hee but heares of any woman dead or kild , because it might haue bin your chance : if when hee goes to rest , which will not bee , twixt euery praier he saies , to name you once as others drop beades , be to be in loue , then Madame I dare sweare he loues yee .

PRIN. O y' are a cunning boy , and taught to your Lords credit , But thou know'st a lie that beares this sound , Is welcomer to me then any truth that sayes He loues me not : lead the way boy , doe you attend me too , T is thy Lords businesse hasts me thus away . Exit . Enter the three Gentlewomen , MEGRA , GALLATEA , and another Lady . TRA.

Come Ladies , shal we talke a round , as men do walke a mile , women should talke an houre after supper , t is their exercise .

GAL.

T is late .

ME.

T is all my eyes will doe to lead me to my bed .

GAL.

I feare theyre so heauy you le scarce finde the way to your owne lodging with vm to night .

Enter PHARAMONT the Princesse boy , and a woman . TRA.

The Prince .

PHA.

Not abed Ladyes , y are good sitters vp , what thinke you of a pleasing dreame to last till morning ?

GAL.

I shall chose my Lord a pleasing wake before it .

PRIN. T is well y are courting of these Ladyes , i' st not late Gentlemen ? GAL.

Yes madame .

PRIN.

Waite you there .

Exit Princesse . ME. Shee 's iealous as I liue , looke my Lord , the Princesse a Hilus an Adonis , PAR.

His forme is angel-like .

ME. Why this is that , must when you are wed sit by Your pillow , like young Appollo , with his hand and voyce , binding your thoughts in sleepe , the Princesse dos prouide him for you , and for her selfe . PHA.

I finde no musicke in these boyes .

ME. Nor I , they can doe little , and that small they doe , they haue not wit to hide it . LEON .

Serues he the Princesse ?

TRA.

Yes .

LEON .

T is a sweete boy , how braue she keepes him .

PHA. Ladies all good rest , I meane to kill a buck , tomorrow morning , ere you haue done your dreames . ME. All happinesse attend your grace , Gentlemen good rest , shall we to bed ? GAL.

Yes , all good night .

LEON . May your dreames be true to you , What shall we doe Gallants ? t is late . Enter the King , the Princesse , and a guard . The king is vp still , see he comes , a guard along with him . KING .

Looke your intelligence be true .

PRIN.

Ypon my life it is , and I doe hope your Highnesse will not tie me to a man , that in the heate of woing , throwes me off , and takes another .

LEON .

What should this meane ?

If it be true , that Lady had beene better imbrast curelesse diseases : get you to your rest , you shal be righted : Gentlemen draw neere , we shall imploy ye .

Is young Pharamont come to his lodging ?

LEON .

I saw him enter there .

KING . Haste some of you , and cunningly discouer , if Megra be in her lodging . Exit LEON . LEON .

Sir she parted hence but now with other Ladyes .

KING .

If shee bee there , we shall not neede to make a vaine discouerie of our suspition , you gods I see , that who vnrighteously holds wealth or state from others , shall be curst in that which meaner men are blest withall : Ages to come , shall know no male of him , left to inherit , and his name shal be blotted from the earth , if hee haue any child , it shal be crosly matcht , the gods themselues shall sowe wild strife betwixt her Lord and her : yet if it be your wils forgiue the sinne I haue committed , let it not fall vpon this vndeseruing child , if she has not broke your lawes , but how could I looke to be heard of gods , that must be iust , praying vpon the ground , I hold in wrong .

Enter LEON . LEO.

Sir I haue askt , and her women sweare she is within , but they I thinke are baudes , I tolde vm I must speake with her , they laught , and said their Lady lay speechlesse : I said my businesse was important , they said their Lady was about it : I grew hot , and cried , my businesse was a matter that concern'd life and death , they answered so was sleeping , at which their Lady was : I vrg'd againe shee had scarce time to bee so , since last I saw her , they smilde againe , and seemde to instruct mee , that sleeping was nothing but lying downe and winking , answers more direct , I could not get from them , in short sir , shee 's not there .

KING .

T is then no time to dally , you a' the guard , wait at the back-doore of the Princes lodging , and see that none passe thence vpon your liues : Knock Gentlemen , knock lowde , what has your pleasure taken off your hearing : I 'le breake your meditation , knock againe , and lowder , not yet , I do not thinke he sleepes , hauing such larumes by him , once more , Pharamont .

They knock . Enter Pharamant aboue . PHA.

What sawcy groome knocks at this dead of night , where be our waiters , by my vexed soule he meetes his death , that meetes me for this boldnesse .

Prince , Prince , you wrong your thoughts , wee are your friends , come downe .

PHA.

The king ?

KING . The same sir . Come downe sir , we haue cause of present counsell with you , PHA.

If your grace please to vse mee , i 'le attend you to your chamber .

No , t is too late Prince , i 'le make bold with yours .

PHA. I haue certaine priuate reasons to my selfe sir , They prease to come in . Makes me vnmannerly , and say you cannot : Nay , prease not forward , he must come through my life , That comes heere . K.

Sir be resolued , I must come , and will come enter .

PHA.

I will not be dishonoured thus , hee that enters , enters vpon his death , sir t is a signe you make no stranger of mee , to bring these runagates to my chamber , at these vnseasoned houres .

K. Why , do you chafe your selfe : you are not wrongd , Nor shal be : onely search your lodging , For some cause to our selfe , Enter I say . PHA.

I so no .

ME. Let vm enter Prince , let vm enter , I am vp ,

I know their businesse , t is a poore breaking of a Ladies honour , they hunt so hotly after , let vm enioy it , you haue your businesse Gentlemen , I lay here , O my Lord the King , this is not noble in you , To make publicke the weakenesse of a woman .

KING .

Come downe .

ME.

I dare my Lord , your whoting and your clamours , your priuate whispers , and your broad fleerings , can no more vex my soule , then this base carriage : but I haue vengeance still in store for some , shall in the most contempt you can haue of mee , bee ioy and nourishment .

KING .

Will you come downe ?

ME.

Yes , to laugh at your worst , but I shall wring you , if my skill faile me not .

KING . Sir , I must chide you deerely for this loosenesse , You haue wrongd a Lady , but no more , Conduct him to his lodging , and to bed . CLE.

Get him another wench , and you bring him to bed indeed .

LEON . T is strange a man cannot ride a Stage or two , To breath himselfe , without a warrant : if this geare hold , That lodgings be searcht thus , pray God we may lye With our owne wiues in safety , that they be not they come downe to the King . by some tricke of state mistaken . KING . Now Lady of honour , where 's your honour now ? No man can fit your palat but the Prince , Thou most ill shrowded rottennesse , thou peece Made by a Painter and Apothecaries , thou troubled sea of lust , Thou wildernesse inhabited by wild thoughts , Thou swolne clowd of infection , thou ripe mine of all diseases , Thou all sinne and hell , and last all diuels , tell me , Had you none to pull on with your courtesies , But he that must be mine , and wrong my daughter : By all the gods : all these , all the Pages , and all the Court Shall whoote thee through the Court , fling rotten orrenges : Make reball rymes , and seare thy name with candles Vpon wals , doe you laugh Lady Venus ? ME. Faith sir you must pardon me , I cannot chuse but laugh , To see you merry , if you do this O King ; Nay , if you dare do it , by all those gods you swore by , And as many more of my owne , I will haue fellowes , And such fellowes in it , that shall make noble mirth : The Princesse your deere daughter shall stand by me , Vpon wals , and sung in ballads , or any thing , vrge me no more , I know her and her haunts , her fayre leaps And out-lying , and will discouer all , and will dishonour her , I know the boy she keepes , a hansome boy , about eighteene , Knowes what she dos with him , where , when ; Come sir , you put me to a womans madnesse , The glory of a fury , and if I doe not doe it to the height — KING .

What boy is that she raues at ?

ME. Alas good minded Prince , you know not these things , I am loth to reueale vm : keepe this fault As you would keepe your health from the hote ayre Of the corrupted people , or by heauen , I will not sinke alone , what I haue knowne , Shall be as publike as in Print , all tongues shall speake it , As they doe the language they 're borne in , as free and commonly , I 'le set it like a prodigious starre , for all to gaze at , And so high and glowing , that other kingdomes far and forraigne , Shall read it there , trauaile with it , till they finde no tongue , To make it more , nor no more people , And then behold the fall of your faire Princesse . KING .

Has she a boy ?

LEON .

So please your grace I haue seene a boy waite on her , a faire boy .

KING . Go get you to your quarters , for this time , i 'le study to forget you . ME.

Do so , and i 'le forget your —

Exit King , MEGRA , and the guard . CLE.

Heere 's a male spirit fit for Hercules .

if euer there be nine worthy of women , this wench shall ride aside and be their Captaine .

LEON . Sure she has a Garison of diuels in her tongue , She vttered such bals of wild fire , she has so netled the King , That all the Doctors in the Countrey will not cure him , That boy was a strange found out antidote to cure her infections ; That boy , that Princesse boy , that chast , braue , vertuous Ladies boy , and a faire boy , a wel-spoken boy , All these considered can make nothing else , But there I leaue yee Gentlemen . TRA.

Nay , wee 'le go wander with you .

Exit three Gentlemen .

Actus 3. Scoen. 1. Enter three Gentlemen . CLE.

And doubtlesse t is true .

LEON . I and t is the gods That raisd this punishment to scourge the King With his owne yssue , is it not a shame for all vs , That write noble in the Land for vs , that should be freemen , To behold a man that is the brauery of his age , Phylaster : prest downe from his royall right , By this regardlesse King , and onely looke and see the Scepter Ready to be cast into the hands of that laciuious Lady , That liues in lust with a smooth boy , Now to be married to you strange thing , Who but that people please to let him be a Prince , Is borne a slaue , in that which should be his most noble part , His mind . TRA. That man that would not stir with you to aide Phylaster , Let the gods forget that such a Creature Walkes vpon the earth . CLE. The gentry do awaite it , and the people against their nature , are all for him , and like a field if standing corne , moued with a stiffe gale : their heads bow al one way , LEON . The onely cause that draweth Phylaster backe , From this attempt , is the faire Princesse loue , Which he admires , and we can now comfort . TRA.

Perhaps hee 'le not bileeue .

CLE.

Why Gentlemen , t is without question so .

LEON . I t is past speech she liues dishonestly , But how shall we : if he be curious , worke on his beleefe . TRAS.

We all are satisfied within our selues .

LEON . Since it is true , and Lords to his owne good , I 'le make this new report to be my knowledge , I 'le say I know it , i 'le sweare I saw it , CLE.

It will be best .

Enter PHILASTER . TRAS.

T will moue him .

CLE. Here he comes . Good morrow to your honor : We haue spent some time in seeking you . PHI.

My worthy friends , you that can keepe your memories , to know your friend in miseries , and cannot frame on men disgrace for vertue , a good day attend you all , what seruice may I doe worthy your acceptation .

LEON . My Lord , wee come to vrge that vertue which wee know liues in your breast : forth , rise , make a head , the nobles and the people are all dull with this vsurping king , and not a man that euer heard the word , knowes such a thing as vertue , but will second your attempts , PHI. How honourable is this loue in you to me , That haue deserued more , know my friends , You that were borne to shame your poore Phylaster , With too much courtesie , I could affoord to melt my selfe To thankes , but my designes are not yet ripe sufficient , That ere long I shall imploy your loues , But yet the time is short of what I would . LEON . The time is fuller then you expect , That which hereafter perhaps be reacht by violence , May now be caught , as for the King you know The people long haue hated him , but now The Princesse whom they lou'd . PHI.

Why , what of her ?

TRA.

Is loathed as much as he .

PHI.

By what strange meanes ?

LEON .

Shee 's knowne a whore .

PHI.

Thou lyest !

LEON .

My Lord —

PHY. Thou liest , and thou shalt feele it , I had thought , He offers to draw his sword , & is held . Thy minde had beene of honour , then to rob a Lady Of her good name , is an infectious sin , not to be pardon'd , Be it false as hell , t will neuer be redeemd , If it be sowne amongst the people , faithfull to increase , All euill they shall he are . Let me alone , that I May cut out falsehood where it growes , set hils on hils , Betwixt me and that man that vtters this , and I will scale them all , And from the vtmost top fall on his necke , like thunder from a clowde . LEON .

This is most strange , sure he dos loue her .

PHY.

I doe loue faire truth , she is my mistresse , & who iniuries her , drawes vengeance from me . Sirs , let goe my armes .

TRA.

Nay , good my Lord be patient .

CLE.

Sir , remember this is your honor'd friend , that comes to doe his seruice , and will shew you why he vttered this .

PHI. I aske your pardon sir , My zeale to truth makes me vnmannerly ,

Should I haue heard dishonour spoke of you , behind your backs , vntruely , I had beene as much distempered and inrag'd , as now .

LEON .

But this my Lord , is truth .

PHI. Oh say not so ,

Good sir forbeare to say so , t is then truth that women all are false , vrge it no more , t is impossible , why should you thinke the Princesse light ?

LEON .

Why she was taken at it .

PHI. T is false , by heauen t is false , it cannot be , Can it , speake Gentlemen ? Can women all be damn'd ? TRA.

Why then it cannot be .

CLE.

And she was taken with her boy .

PHI.

What boy ?

LEON .

A Page , a boy that serues her .

PHY.

Oh good gods , a little boy .

LEON .

I , know you him my Lord ?

PHY. Hell and sin know him : Sir you are deceiu'd , I 'le reason it a little milder with you ,

If she were lustfull , would shee take a boy that knowes not yet desires , shee would haue one should meete her thoughts , and know the sinne shee acts , which is the great delight of wickednesse , you are abus'd , and so is she and I .

CLE.

How , you my Lord ?

PHI.

Why all the worlds abusd , in an vniust report .

LEON . O noble sir , your vertues cannot looke Into the subtile thoughts of women . In short my Lord , I tooke them , I my selfe . PHI. Now all the diuels thou didst , flie from my rage , Would thou hadst tane diuels ingendring plagues , When thou didst take them : hide thee from mine eyes , Would thou hadst taken daggers in thy breast , When thou didst take them , Or beene strucke dumbe for euer , that this fault might haue slept in silence . CLE.

Haue you knowne him so ill temper'd ?

TRA.

Neuer before .

PHI. The winds that are let loose from the foure corners Of the earth , and spreads them selfe all ouer sea and land , Meetes not a fayre on , what friend beares a sword , To runne me thorow ? TRA.

Why my Lord , are you so mooued at this ?

PHI. When any fall from vertue I am distracted , I haue interest in 't . LEON . But good my Lord recall your selfe , and thinke what 's best to be done , PHI. I thanke you , I will do 't , Please you to leaue me I 'le consider of it , To morrow i 'le finde your lodgings , and giue you answer . OMNES .

All the gods direct you the readiest way .

Exit three Gent. PHI. I had forgot to aske vm where he tooke her , I 'le follow him . Oh that I had a sea within my breast , To quench the fire I feele , more circumstances Would but flame this fire : it more afflicts me now , To know by whom the deede is done , then simply , That it is done , and he that tels me this , is honourable , As farre from lies , as she is farre from truth , O that like beasts we could not grieue our selues With that we see not , buls and rammes will fight , To keepe their females standing in their sight , But take them from them , and you take at once Their spleenes away , and they will fall againe Vnto their pastures , growing fresh and fat , And taste the waters of the springs as sweete as 't was before . Finding no start in sleepe , but miserable man , Enter boy . See , see , you gods he walkes still , and the face you let him weare When he was innocent , is still the same , not blush . Is this iustice ? do you meane to intrap mortalitie , That you allow treason so smooth a brow : I cannot now thinke he is guilty . BOY . Health to you my Lord : The Princesse doth commend her loue , her life , and this vnto you . He giues him a letter . PHI. O Bellario , now I perceiue she loues me , She dos shew it in louing thee my boy , She has made thee braue . BOY . My Lord , she has attir'd me past wish , Past my desert , more fit for her attendant , But far vnfit for me that doe attend . PHI. Thou art growne Courtly my boy . O let all women that loue black deedes , learne to dissemble here , Heere , with this paper , she dos write to me As if her heart were twines of Adamant To all the world besides , but vnto me a maiden snow , That melted with my lookes : tell me my boy , How dos the Princesse vse thee ? BOY . Scarce like her seruant , but as if I were Something alied to her , or had preserued her life Three times by my fidelity : as mothers fond , Doe vse their onely sonnes , as I 'de vse one that 's left vnto my trust , For whom my life should pay , If he meete harme : so she dos vse me . PHI. Why t is wondrous well , But what kinde language dos she feede thee with ? BOY .

Why she dos tell me she will trust my youth with al her maiden store , and dos call mee her pretie seruant , bids mee weepe no more for leauing you , she 'le see my seruice rewarded , & such words of that soft straine , that I am neerer weeping when she ends , then ere she speakes .

PHI.

This is much better still .

BOY .

Are you not well my Lord ?

PHI.

Ill , no Bellario .

BOY .

Me thinkes your words fall out from your tongue , so vneuenly , nor is there in your looks that quicknesse that I was wont to see .

PHI.

Thou art deceiued boy . And she strokes thy head .

BOY .

Yes .

PHI.

And she dos clap thy cheekes .

BOY .

She dos my Lord .

PHY.

And she dos kisse thee boy , ha .

BOY .

How my Lord ?

PHY.

She kisses thee .

BOY .

Neuer my Lord , by heauen .

PHY.

That 's strange , I know she dos .

BOY .

No by my life .

PHY.

Why then she dos not loue me ,

Come she dos , I bid her do 't : I charg'd her by all charmes of loue betweene vs , by the hope of peace wee should inioy , to yeeld thee all delight , naked as to her Lord . I tooke her oath thou shouldst inioy her . Tell mee gentle boy , is shee not paradise : is not her breath sweete as Arabian winds when fruites are ripe , are not her breasts two lickquid Iuory bals ? is she not all a lasting mine of ioy ?

BOY .

Yes , now I see why my discurled thoughts were so perplext . When first I went to her my heart held augeries : you are abus'd , some villaine has abus'd you , I doe see where you tend . Fall rocks vpon his head , that put this to you , t is some subtile traine to bring that noble friend of yours to naught .

PHY.

Thou thinkst I will bee angry with thee , come thou shalt know all my drift . I hate her more then I loue happinesse , and plac't thee there to pry with sparrowes eyes , into her deedes , hast thou discouered , is shee falne to lust , as I would wish her , speake some comfort to me .

BOY . My Lord you did mistake the boy you sent , Had she the lust of sparrowes and of goates , Had she a sin that weighed from the world , beyond the name of lust , I would not aide her base desires , But what I come to know as seruant to her , I would not reueale , to make my life last ages . PHI. Oh my heart ! This is a salue worse then the maine deceit , Tell me thy thoughts , for I will know the least That dwels within thee , or will rip thy heart , To know it , I will see thy thoughts as plaine , As I doe now thy face . BOY . Why so you doe : she is for ought I know , by all the gods , As chast as ice : but were she foule as hell , And I did know it thus , the breath of Kings , The points of swords , tortures , nor buls of brasse , Should wrack it from me . PHI. Then t is no time to dallie with thee , I will take thy life , For I doe hate thee , I could curse thee now . BOY . If you do hate me , you could not curse me worse , The gods haue not a punishment in store , To me , then is your hate . PHI. Fie , fie , so young and so dissembling , tell me when & where , Thou didst inioy her , or let plagues fall vpon me , If I destroy thee not . He drawes his sword . BOY . By heauen I neuer did , and when I lie to saue my life , May I liue long and loathed , hew me asunder , And whilst I can thinke , i 'le loue those pieces you haue cut away Better then those that grow , and kisse those limbes Because you made vm so . PHI.

Fear'st thou not death , can boyes contemne that .

BOY . Oh! what boy is he could be content to liue To be a man , that sees the best of men thus passionate , Thus without reason . PHI.

O thou dost not know what t is to die .

BOY . Yes , I doe know my Lord t is lesse then to be borne , A lasting sleepe , a quiet resting from all iealousie , A thing we all persue : I know besides , it is but giuing ore againe , That must be lost . PHI. But there are paines false boy , For periur'd , soules : think but those , and then thy heart will melt , And then thou wilt vtter all . BOY . May they fall all vpon me , whilst I liue , If I be periur'd , or haue euer thought of that you charge me with ,

If I be false , send mee to suffer in those punishments you speake of Kill me .

PHI.

Oh! What should I doe , why who can but beleeue him ?

Hee dos sweare so earnestly , that if it were not true , the gods would not indure him . Rise Bellario , thy protestaions are so deepe , and thou dost looke so truely when thou vtterest them , that though I knew vm false , as were my hopes , I cannot vrge thee further , but thou wert too blame to iniuie me : for I must loue thy honest lookes , and take no reuenge vpon thy honest lookes : a loue from mee to thee is firme , what ere thou dost , it troubles me , that I haue cald thy blood out of thy cheekes , that did so well become thee : But good boy let me not see thee more , something is done , that will distract me , that will make mee mad , if I behold thee , if thou tenderest mee , let me not see thee .

BOY . I will flie as farre ,

As there is morning , ere I giue distaste to that most honord frame , but through these teares shed at my haplesse parting , I can see a world of treason practis'd vpon you , and her , and me , farewell for euermore , if you shall heare that sorrowes strucke me dead , and after finde me loyall , let there be a teare shed from you , in my memory , and I shall rest at peace .

PHI. Blessing be with thee what ere thou deseruest . O where shall I go bathe this body , nature too vnkind , That mad'st no medicine to a troubled minde . Exit PHILASTER . Enter Princesse . PRIN, I maruaile my boy comes not backe , But that I know my loue will question him ouer and ouer , How I slept , make talke how I remember him , When his deere name was last spoken , And how spoke when I sight song , and ten thousand such , I should be angry at his stay . Enter King . KING .

What , in your meditations , who attends you ?

PRIN. None but my single selfe , I neede no guard , I doe no wrong , nor feare none . K.

Tell me , haue you not a boy ?

PRIN.

Yes Sir .

What kinde of boy ?

PRIN.

A page , a waiting boy .

A hansome boy ?

PRIN. I thinke he be not vgly Sir , well qualified , and dutifull , I know him , I tooke him not for beauty . K.

He speakes , and sings , and plaies ?

PRIN.

Yes Sir .

About eighteene ?

PRIN.

I neuer askt his age .

Is he full of seruice ?

PRIN.

By your pardon , why do you aske ?

Put him away .

PRIN.

Sir .

KING . Put him away I say , has done you that good seruice , Shames me to speake off . PRIN.

Good sir , let me vnderstand you ?

If you feare me , show it in duty ? put away that boy .

PRIN.

Let me haue reason for it , and then your wil is a command .

K. Do not you blush to aske it , cast him off : OrI shall do that shame to you , ye are one shame with me , And so neere my selfe , that by the gods , I 'd dare not tell my selfe , what you my selfe , Haue done . PRIN.

What I haue done ?

KING . T is a new language , that all loue to learne : The common people speake it well already , They neede no grammer : vnderstand me well , there be foule

Whispers stirring , cast him off , and suddenly do it , farewell .

Exit King . PRIN. Where may a maid liue securely free , Keeping her honour faire , not with the liuing , They feede vpon opinions , errors , dreames , and make vm truth , They draw a nourishment out of defamings , Grow vpon disgraces , and when they see a vertue fortified , Strongly aboue the battry of their tongues . Oh how they mind to sincke it , and defeated foule Sicke with poyson , stricke the mountaines , Where noble names be sleeping , till they sweate , And the cold Marble melt . Enter PHILASTER . PHI.

Peace to your fairest thoughts , deerest mistrisse .

PRIN. Oh my deerest seruant , I haue a warre within me . PHI.

He must be more then man that makes these christals runne into riuers , sweetest faire the cause , and as I am your slaue , tied to your goodnesse , your creature made againe from what I was , and newly spirited , I 'le right your honour .

PRIN.

O my best loue , that boy .

PHI.

What boy ?

PRIN.

The pretie boy you gaue me ,

PHI.

What of him ?

PRIN.

Must be no more mine .

PHI.

Why ?

PRIN.

They are iealous of him .

PHI.

Iealous , who ?

PRIN.

The King .

PHI, Oh my misfortune , Then t is no idle iealousie , let him goe . PRIN. O cruell , are you hard hearted too ? Who shall now tell you how much I loued you ? Who shall sweare it to you , and weepe the teares I send ? Who shall now bring you letters , rings , braslets , Loose his health in seruice , make tedious nights , In stories of your praise ? Who shall now sing Your crying Elegies , and strike a sad soule Into senselesse pictures , and make them warme ? Who shall take vp his lute , and touch it , Till he crowne a silent sleepe vpon my eye-lids , Make me dreame and crie : O my deere , deere Phylaster . PHI. O my heart , would he had broken thee , That made thee know this Lady was not loyall . Mistresse forget the boy , I 'le get you a farre better . PRIN.

Oh neuer , neuer , such a boy againe , as my Bellario .

PHI.

T is but your fond affection .

PRIN. With thee , my boy , fare well for euer , All seruice in seruants , farewell faith and all Desires to doe well , for thy sake , let all that Shall succeede thee , for thy wrongs , Sell and betray chaste loue . PHI.

And all this passion for a boy .

PRIN. He was your boy , and you put him vnto me , And the losse of such must haue a mourning for . PHI.

O thou forgetfull woman .

PRIN.

How , my Lord ?

PHI. False Arethusa . Hast thou a medicine to restore my wits , When I haue lost vm , if not , leaue to talke , and doe thus . PRIN. Doe what sir , would you sleepe ? For euer Arethusa , O ye gods , ye gods : Giue me a wealthy patience , haue I stood naked Aboue the shocke of many fortunes ? haue I seene mischiefe , Numberlesse , and mighty , grow like a sea vpon me : Haue I taken danger as deepe as death , into my bosome , And laught vpon it , made it but a mirth , And flowing it by , do I liue now like him vnder this tyrant King , That languishing heare his sad bell , and sees his Mourners , Doe I beare all this brauely ? and sinke at length Vnder a womans falsehood , O that boy , that cursed boy , None but a villaine boy , to ease your lust . PRIN.

Nay , then I am betraid ,

I feele the plot cast for my ouerthrow : O I am wretched . PHI.

Now you may take that little right I haue to this

Poore Kingdome , giue it to your Ioy , for I haue no ioy in it : Some far place , where neuer woman kinde durst set her foote , For bursting with her poyson must I seeke , And liue to curse you , and there dig a Caue , And preach to beasts and birds , what women are ; How Heauen is in your eies , but in your hearts more hell , Then hell has : How your tongues , like Scorpyons , Both heale and poyson : How your thoughts wouen , With thousand changes in one subtile web , and worne by you : How that foolish men that reade the story of a womans face , And dyes beleeuing it is lost for euer : How all the good you haue , Is but a shadow , i' th morning with you , and at night behind you , Past and forgotten : How your vowes are frost fast , for a night , And with the next Sunne gone ; How you are , Being taken altogether . A meere confusion , and so dead a Chaios , That loue cannot distinguish these sad texts , Till my last houre I am bound to vtter of you , So farewell all my wo , all my delight . Exit PHYLASTER . PRIN.

Be mercifull you gods , and strike me dead .

What way haue I deserued this ? make my breast transparant , That the world iealous of me , May see the foulest thought my heart holds : Where shall women turne their eies to finde out constancie ? Enter boy . Saue me , how black and vile me thinkes , that boy lookes now ! Oh thou dissembler , that before thou spokst , Wert in thy cradle false , sent to make lies , And to betray innocence , thy Lord and thou Maist glory in the ashes of a maid , foold by her passion : But the conquest is nothing so great as wicked , Flie away , let my command force thee to that , Which shame would doe without it , if thou vnderstoodst . The loathed office thou hast vndertooke , Why thou wouldst hide thee vnder heapes of hils , Lest we should dig and finde thee . BOY . O what god angry with me , hath sent this strange desease Into the noblest mindes , Madame this griefe you adde vnto me , Is no more then drops to seas , for which they are not seen to swell , My Lord has struck his anger through my heart , And let out all the hope of future ioyes , Ye neede not bid me flie , I came to part , To take my latest leaue , Farewell for euer . I durst not run away in honesty from such a Lady , Like a boy that stole , or made some greater fault , The power of gods assist you in your suffering : Hasty time reueale the truth to your abused Lord , and mine , That he may know your worth , whilst I goe seeke Out some forgotten place to die . Exit BO . PRIN. Peace guide thee , thou hast ouerthrowne me once , But if I had another time to lose , Thou , or another villaine with thy lookes , Might take me out of it , and send me naked , My haire desheueld , through the fiery streetes . Enter . Wo. Madame , the king would hunt , And cals for you with earnestnesse . PRIN. I am in tune to hunt : Diana if thou canst Rage with a maid , as with a man , let me discouer thee bathing , and turne me to a fearefull hind , That I may die pursu'd by cruell hounds , And haue my story written in my wounds . Exit Princesse .

Actus 4. Scoen. 1. Enter the King , PHARAMONT , Princesse , MEGRA , GALLATEA , LEON . CLE. TRA. and two Wood-men . KING . What , are the hounds before , and all the Woodmen ? Our horses ready , and our bowes bent ? LEON . All sir . KING .

You are clowdy sir . Come we haue forgotten your veniall trespasses , let not that sit heauy vpon your spirit ,

Here s none dares vtter it .

LEON .

He lookes like an olde surfeited stallion after his leaping , Dull as a Dormouse : see how he sinckes , the wench has shot him betweene wind and water , and I hope sprung a lake .

CLE. He needes no teaching , he strikes sure enough , His greatest fault is , he hunts too much in the purlewes , Would he would leaue off poaching . TRA.

And for his horne , has left it at the lodge where he lay late : Oh hee 's a pernitious limhound , turne him vpon the pursue of any Lady , and if hee lose her , hang him vp i' th slip : when my foxe by th bewty growes prowd , I 'le borrow him .

KING .

Is your boy turnde away ?

PRIN.

You did command sir , and I obeyed you .

KING .

T is well done , harke ye furder .

LEON . I' st possible this fellow should repent , Me thinkes that were not noble in him , And yet he lookes like a mortified member , As if he had a sicke mans salue in 's mouth , If a worse man had done this fault now , Some physicall Iustice or other , would presently Without the helpe of an Almanacke , Haue opened the obstructions of his liuer , And let him bloud with a dog-whip . TRA. See , see , how modestly yon Lady lookes , As if she came from churching with her neighbours , Why what a diuell can you see in her face , But that shee 's honest . CLE.

Faith no great matter to speake of : a foolish twinckling with the eie , that spoyles her coat , but hee must be a cunning Herald that findes it .

TRA.

See how they muster on another , O ther s a ranke regient , where the diuell carries the Culours , and his damn'd drum maior . Now the flesh and the world come behinde with the Carriage .

LEON .

Sure this Lady has a good turne done against her wil , before she was common talke , now none dares say Cantharides can stirre her , her face lookes like a warrant , willing and commanding all tongues , as they will answere it , to be tied vp , and boulted , when this Lady meanes to let her selfe loose , as I liue , shee has got a goodly protection , and a gratious : and may vse her body discretely , for her health sake , once a weeke , except lent and dog-dayes . O if they were to be got for money , what a large summe would come out of the Citie , for these Licences .

KING .

To horse , to horse , we loose the morning Gentlemen .

1 WOOD.

What , haue you log'd the Deere below ?

Exit King and Lords , Manet Wood-men . 2 WOOD.

Yes , they are ready for the bow .

1 WOOD.

Who shoots ?

The Princesse .

1 WOOD.

No , shee 'le hunt .

2 WOOD.

Shee 'le take a stand I say .

1 WOOD.

Who else ?

2 WOOD.

Why the young strange Prince .

1 WOOD. He shall shoote in a stone bow for me ,

I neuer lou'd his beyond-sea-shippe , since he forsooke the Say , for paying ten shillings : he was there at the fall of a Deare , and would needes out of his Mightinesse , giue ten groates for the docets ; mary his steward would haue the villuet head into the bargaine , to turfe his hat withall , I thinke he should loue venery : he and old Sir Tristrum : for if ye be remembred , hee forsooke a Stagge once , to strike a rascall milking in a meddow , and her hee kild i' the eye . Who shootes else ?

2 WOOD.

The Lady Gallatea .

1 WOOD.

That 's a good wench , an shee would not chide vs for tumbling of her women in the brakes , she 's liberal , and by the gods , they say honest , and whether that be a fault or no , I haue nothing to do , there 's all .

2 WOOD.

No , one more , Megra .

1 WOOD.

That 's a firker I'faith boy , there 's a wench will ride her hanches as hard after a kennell of hounds as a hunting sadle , & when she comes home , get vm clapt , and all is well againe , I haue knowne her lose her selfe three times in one after-noone , if the Woods had beene answerable , and has bin worke enough for one man to finde her , and has swet for 't : shee rides well , and shee payes well , harke else .

Enter PHILASTER solus . PHY. Oh that I had beene nourisht in the woods , With milke of goates , and Acrons , and not knowne The right of Crownes , nor the dissembling traines Of cruell loue : but dig'd my selfe a Caue , Where I , my fire , my Cattell and my bed , Might haue beene shut together in one shed , And then had taken me some mountaine girle , Beaten with winds , chaste as the rocke whereon she dwelt , That might haue strewd my bed with leaues and reedes , And with the skins of beasts our neighbours , and haue borne Out her big breasts , my large course issue : This had bin a life free from vexation . Enter BO . BOY . Oh! wicked men , an innocent may walk safe amongst beasts , Nothing assaults me here , I see my greeued Lord , sits as His soule were searching out a way to leaue his body . Pardon mee that brake thy last commandement , for I must speake : You that are greeu'd can pittie ; heare my Lord . PHY.

Is there a creature yet so miserable that I can pittie ?

BOY . O my noble Lord , view my strange fortunes , And bestow on me according to your bounty , If my seruice can merit nothing , so much as may serue to keepe That little peece I hold of life , from cold and hunger . PHI. Now by the gods this is vnkindly done , to vex me With thy sight , thou art falne againe to thy dissembling trade , How shouldst thou thinke to cosen me againe , Remaines there yet a plague vntride for me . Euen so Thou wepst , and lookst , and spokst , when I first tooke thee , Curse on the time . If thy commanding teares can worke On any other , vse thy art , I 'le not betray it , which way Wilt thou take , that I may shun thee , for thine eyes are Poyson to mine , and I am loth to grow in rage : This way or that way ? Exit PHYLASTER . BOY . Any will serue , but I will chuse to haue That path in chase , that leades vnto my graue . Exit BO . Enter LEON , CLE. and Wood-men . LEON .

This is the strangest sodaine chance , you Wood-man .

CLE.

My Lord Leon —

LEON .

Saw you a Lady come this way , on a sable horse , starredyed with stars of white ?

1 WOOD.

Was she not young and tall ?

LEON .

Yes , rode she to the wood , or to the plaine ?

2 WOOD.

Faith my Lord , we saw none .

LEON .

Pox of your questions then : What , is she found ?

CLE.

Nor will be , I thinke .

LEON . Let him seeke his daughter himselfe , she cannot stray About a little necessary naturall businesse : But the whole Court must be in armes , When she has done , we shall haue peace . CLE. There 's already a thousand fatherlesse tales amongst vs , Some say , her horse run away with her ; some , a wolfe pursu'd her ; Others , t was a plot to kill her , and that armed men were seene In the wood : but questionlesse , she rode away willingly . Enter the King , TRA. and ther Lords . KING .

Where is she ?

LEON .

Sir , I cannot tell .

Howe 's that ? answere me so againe .

LEON .

Sir , shall I lie ?

K. Yes , lie , and dam , rather then tell me that : I say againe , where is she ? mutter not , Sir , speake you , where is she ? LEON .

Sir , I doe not know .

KING .

Speake that againe so boldly , and by heauen it is thy last . You fellowes , answere me , where is shee ? marke mee all , I am your king , I wish to see my daughter , shew her mee , I doe command you all , as you are subiects , to shew her mee : what , am I not your king , if I , why then , am I not to be obay'd ?

LEON .

Yes , if you command things possible , and honest .

KING .

Things possible , and honest , heare mee then , thou traytor , that darst confine thy king , to possible and honest , things shew her me , or let me perish , if I couer not all Cycele with blood .

LEON . Faith I cannot , vnlesse you 'le tell me where she is . KING .

You haue betrayed me , you haue let me loose the Iewell of my life , goe bring her mee , and set her here before mee , t is the king will haue it so , whose breath can still the winds , vnclowd the Sun , charme downe the swelling sea , and stoppe the Flouds of heauen : speake , can it not ?

LEON .

No .

No , cannot the breath of a king do this ?

CLE.

No more smell sweete it selfe , if once the lungs bee but corrupted .

Take you heed ?

LEON . Take you heed , how you dare the powers That must be iust . K. Alas ! What are we kings , why do you gods Place vs aboue the rest , to be serued , flattred , and adord , Still we beleeue we hold within our hands your Thunder , And when we come to trie the power we thinke we haue , There 's not a leafe shakes at our threatnings , I haue sin'd , t is true , and here I stand to be punisht , Yet would not these be punisht , let me chuse my way , And lay it on . LEON .

He articles with the gods , would some body would draw bonds , for the performance of couenant betwixt them .

Enter PHARAMONT , GALLATEA , MEGRA . KING .

What , is she found ?

PHA.

No , we haue tane her horse , hee gallopt empty by , there 's some treason : you Gallatea rode into the Wood with her , Why left you her ?

GAL.

She did command me .

PHA.

Command , you should not .

GAL. 'T would ill become my fortunes , and my birth , To disobay the daughter of my king . K. O y' are all cunning to obay vs , for our hurts , But I will haue her . PHA.

If I haue her not , by this sword , there shall bee no more Cycele .

LEON .

What , will he carry it to Spaine in 's pockets ?

PHA. I will not leaue one man aliue , But the king , a Cooke , and a Taylor . LEON .

Yes , you may do well to leaue your Lady bedfellow here for a spincer .

I see the iniuries I haue done , must be reueng'd .

LEON .

Sir , this is not the way to finde her out .

Run all , disperse your selues , the man that findes her , or if shee be kild , the traytor , I 'le make him great .

LEON .

I , some would giue fiue thousand pounds to finde her .

Come , let vs seeke .

PHA.

Each man a seuerall way , here I my selfe .

LEON .

Come Gentlemen , we heere .

CLE.

Lady , you must go search too .

GAL.

I had rather be the search my selfe .

Exeunt omnes . Enter the Princesse solus . PRIN.

Where am I now , feete finde out the way , without the counsell of my troubled head , I 'le follow you boldly about these woods , or mountaines , through brambles , pits and fluds ; Heauen I hope will ease me , I am sicke .

She sits downe , Enter BO . BOY .

Yonder my Lady is , gods knowes , I want nothing , because I do not wish to liue , yet I will trie her charity . O heare you , that haue plenty from that flowing store , drop some on dry grounds , see the liuely red is gone to guard her heart : I feare she faints , Madame , looke vp : shee breathes not ; open once those rosie twines , and send vnto my Lord your latest farewell : O shee stirs ; How i' st Madame ? speake comfort .

PRIN.

T is not gentlie done to put mee in a miserable life , and hold me there , I prethee let me goe , I shall do best without thee .

Enter PHYLASTER . PHI. I am too blame to be so much in rage , I 'le tell her coolely , when and where I heard This killing truth , I will be temperate in speaking , And as iust in hearing ; O monstrous , tempt me not

You gods , good gods , tempt not a fraile man , who 's hee that has a heart , but he must ease it with his tongue .

BOY .

My Lord , helpe , helpe the Princesse .

PRIN.

I am well , forbeare .

PHI. Let me loue lightnings , let me be imbrast and kist By Scorpyons , or adore the eyes of Basaliskes , Rather then trust the tongues of hell-bread women : Some good god looke downe , and shrinke these veines vp , Sticke me here a stone , lasting to memory of this damn'd act . Heare me you wicked ones , you haue put hils of fire Into my breast , not to be quencht with teares , For which may guilt sit on your bosomes , at your meales and beds , Dispaire awaite you , what , before my face , Poyson of Aspes betweene your lips , diseases bee your best issues , Nature make a curse and throw it on you . PRIN.

Deare Phylaster , leaue to inrage , and heare me .

PHI. I haue done , Forgiue my passion , not the calmed sea , when Eolus Locks vp his windy broode , is lesse disturb'd then I , I 'le make you know , deere Arethusa , take this sword , And search how temperate a heart I haue , then you , And this your boy , may liue and raigne in Iust , without controule . Wilt thou Bellario , I prethee kill me , Thou art poore , and maist nourish ambitious thoughts When I am dead , thy way were freer , am I raging now ? If I were mad , I should desire to liue : Sirs , feele my pulse , Whether you haue knowne a man in more Equall tune to die . PRIN. Alas my Lord , your pulse keepes madmens time , So dos your tongue . PHI.

You will not kill me then ?

BOY .

Kill you ,

PRIN.

Not for the world .

PHI. I blame not thee Bellario , thou hast done but that Which gods would haue transformd themselues to do , Be gone , leaue me without reply , this is the last Exit BO . Of all our meetings , kill me with this sword , be wise ,

Or worse wil follow , we are two , earth cannot beare at once , resolue to do or suffer .

PRIN. If my fortunes be so good to let me sall vpon thy hand , I shall haue peace with earth ,

Yet tell me this , there will be no slanders , no iealousie , in the other world no il here ?

PHI.

No .

PRIN.

Shew me the way to ioy .

PHI. Then guide my feeble hand , you that haue power To do it , for I must performe a piece of Iustice : If your youth haue any way offended heauen , Let prayers short and effectuall , reconcile you to 't . PRIN. I am prepard , Enter a Countrey Gallant . COVN. I will see the king if he be in the Forrest , I haue hunted him this two houres , if I should come home , And not see him , my sisters would laugh at me , I can see nothing but people , better horst then my selfe , That out ride me , I can heare nothing but shouting , These kings had neede of strong braines , The whooping would put a man out of his wits :

There s a Courtier with his sword drawne , by this hand vpon a woman , I thinke .

PHI.

Are you at peace ?

PHY.

wounds her .

PRIN.

With heauen and earth .

PHI.

Nay , they diuide thy soule and body .

COVN.

Hold dastard , strike a woman , th' art a crauen , I warrant thee , thou d'st be loth to play halfe a dozen veneis at wasters with a man for a broken head .

PHI.

Leaue vs good friend .

PRIN.

What ill bred man art thou , to intrude thy selfe vpon our priuate sports , our recreations .

COVN. God iudge me , I vnderstand you not , But I know the rogue has hurt ye . PHI.

Pursue thy owne affaires , it will be ill to multiply blood vpon my head , which thou wilt force me to .

COVN.

I know not your Rethrack , but I can lay it on if you touch the woman .

PHI.

Slaue , take what thou deseruest ,

They fight . PRIN.

Gods guard my Lord .

COVN.

O , do you breath ?

PHY.

I heare the tread of people , I am hurt , the gods take part against me , would this bore haue held me thus else : I must shift for life , though I doe lose it , I would finde a course ,

To lose it rather by my will , then force .

COVN. I cannot follow the rogue , Exit PHY. I prethee wench come kisse me now . Enter PHARAMONT , LEON , CLE. TRA. and Wood-men . PHA.

What art thou .

COVN. Almost kild I am , for a foolish woman , A knaue has hurt her . LEON . The Princesse Gentlemen . Where s the wound Madame , Is it dangerous . PRIN.

He has not hurt me .

COVN.

By god she lies , has hurt her i' the breast , looke else .

PHA.

Oh secret spring of innocent blood .

LEON .

T is aboue wonder , who should dare this .

PRIN.

I felt it not .

PHA.

Speake villaine , who has hurt the Princesse ?

COVN.

Is it the Princesse ?

OMNES .

I .

COVN.

Then I haue seene something yet .

PHA.

But who has done it ?

COVN.

I told you a rogue , I ne're saw him before , I .

LEON .

Madame , who did it ?

PRIN. Some dishonest wretch , alas I know him not , And do forgiue him . COVN.

He 's hurt too , he cannot go farre , I let my fathers old fox flie about 's eares .

PHA.

How , will you haue me kill him ?

PRIN.

Not at all , t is some distracted fellow .

PHA.

By this ayre , i 'le leaue neuer a piece bigger then a nut , and bring him all in my hat .

PRIN.

Nay , good sir , if you do take him , bring him quick to mee , and I will study for a punishment great as his sinne .

PHA.

I will .

PRIN.

But sweare .

PHA.

By all my Loue , I will : Wood-man , conduct the Princesse vnto the king , and beare that wounded fellow to dressing : Come Gentlemen , wee 'le follow the chase close .

Exit COVN.

I pray you friend , let me see the king .

CLE.

That you shall , and receiue thankes .

COVN.

If I get cleere of this , I 'le see no more gay fights ,

Enter the BO . Exeunt . BOY . Oh heauens ! heauy death sits on my brow , And I must sleepe , beare me thou gentle banck , For euer if thou wilt , you sweete on all , Let me vnworthy presse you , I could wish , I rather were a Corse strew'd o're with you , Then quick aboue you , dulnesse shuts my eyes , and I am giddy , That I could take so sound a sleepe , That I might neuer wake . Enter PHILASTER . PHI. I haue done ill , my conscience cals me false , To strike at her that would not strike at me , When I did fight , me thought I heard her pray , The gods to guard me , she may be abus'd , And I a loathed villaine if she be , she will conceale Who hurt her , he has wounds , and cannot follow , Neither knowes he me . Who 's this ? Bellario sleeping , If thou be'st guilty , there is no iustice that thy sleepe Should be so sound , and mine whom thou hast wrong'd , So broken . Cry within . Harke I am pursu'd , you gods I 'le take This offerd meanes of my escape . They haue no marke to know me , but my blood , If she be true , if false , let mischiefe Light on all the world at once . Sword print my wounds vpon his sleeping body , He has none I thinke are mortall , He wounds him . Nor would I lay greater on thee . BOY .

O! death I hope is come , blest be that hand , it wisht me well againe for pittie .

PHI. I haue caught my selfe , The losse of blood hath stayed my flight here , Phy. falls downe . Here is he that strooke thee , take thy full reuenge , Vse me as I did meane thee , worse then death : I 'le teach thee to reuenge . This lucklesse hand Wounded the Princesse , tell my followers , thou Didst receiue these hurts in staying me , And I will second thee : get a reward . BOY .

Hide , hide my Lord , and saue your selfe .

PHI.

How is this ? wouldst thou I should be safe ?

BOY . Else it were vaine for me to liue . These wounds I haue , has not bled much , Reach me that noble hand , I 'le helpe to couer you . PHI.

Art thou then true to me ?

BOY . Or let me perish loath'd : Come my Lord , Creepe in amongst these bushes , who dos know But that the gods may saue your breeth in 't , Shromd , PHI. Then I shall die for griefe , if not for this , That I haue wounded thee : What wilt thou do ? BOY .

Shift for my selfe : Well , peace , I heare vm come .

WITHIN .

Follow , follow , that way they went .

BOY . With my owne wounds I 'le bloudy my owne sword , I neede not counterfeit to fall , heauen knowes , I can stand no longer . Boy falls downe . Ent. PHARAMONT , LEON , CLERAMONT & TRASALINE . PHA.

To this place I tract him by his blood .

LEON .

Yonder my Lord , creepes one away .

CLE.

Stay sir , what are you ?

BOY . A wretched creature , wounded in these woods by beasts , Releeue me , if your names be men , Or I shall perish . TRA. This is he my Lord , vpon my soule that hurt her , It is the boy , that wicked boy , that seru'd her . PHA.

O thou damn'd in thy creation , what cause couldst thou shape to strike the Princesse ?

BOY .

Then I am betrayd ,

LEON .

Betrayd , no , apprehended .

BOY . I confesse , vrge it no more , that big with euill thoughts , I set vpon her , and did make my ayme her death : For charity let fall at once , the punishment you meane . And do not load this weary flesh with tortour , PHA.

I will know who hir'd thee to this deed .

BOY .

My owne reuenge .

CLE.

Reuenge , for what ?

BOY . It pleas'd her to receiue me as her Page , And when my fortunes eb'd , that men strid o're them carelesse . She did showre her welcome graces on me , And did swell my fortunes : till they ouer-flowde Their bankes , threatning the men that crost them , When as swift as stormes arise at sea , she turnde Her eyes to burning Sines vpon me , and did drie the streames She had bestow'd , leauing me worse , and more contem'd Then other little brookes , Because I had beene great , In short , I knew I could not liue : And therefore did desire to die reueng'd . PHA. If tortures can be found , long as thy naturall life , Resolue to feele the vtmost vigor . CLE.

Helpe to leade him hence .

PHILASTER creepes out of a bush . PHI. Turne back you rauishers of innocents , Know you the price of what you beare away So rudely . PHA.

Who 's that ?

LEON .

My Lord Phylaster .

PHI. T is not the treasure of all the Kings in one , The wealth of Tagus , nor the rocks of pearle , That paue the Court of Neptune , can weigh downe That vertue . It was I that hurt the Princesse , Place me some god , on a Pyramades , higher then Hils of earth : and lend a voyce lowd as you Thunder to me , that from thence I may teach The vnder-world , the worth that dwels in him . PHA.

How 's this ?

BOY .

My Lord , some man weary of life that would be glad to dy .

PHI.

Leaue this vntimely courtesie Bellario .

BOY .

Alas , he 's mad , come , will you beare me hence ?

PHI. By all the oathes that men ought most to keepe , And gods to punish most , when men do breake . He toucht her nor , take heede Bellario , How thou doost drowne the vertues thou hast showne , With periurie , by all the gods t was I , You know she stood betwixt me and my right . PHA.

Thy owne tongue be thy Iudge .

LEON .

It was Phylaster .

TRA. I' st not a braue boy ? Well , I feare me sir , we were deceiued . BOY .

Haue I no friend here ?

LEON .

Yes .

BOY .

Then shew it some good body , lend a hand to draw vs neerer : Would you haue teares shed for you , when you die ? then lay me gentlie on his neck , that there I may weep flouds , and breath forth my spirit . Not all the wealth of Pluto , nor the gold locked in the heart of earth , can buy away this arm-full from me ; this had beene a ransome to haue redeem'd the great Augustus Cesar , had hee beene taken ; you hard-hearted men , more stony then these Mountaines , can you see such a cleere pure bloud drop , and not cut your flesh to stop his life , to binde whose bitter wounds , Queenes ought to teare their haires , and with their teares bathe them : forgiue me thou that art the wealth of poore Phylaster ,

Enter the King , Princesse , and a guard . KING .

Is the villaine tane ?

LEON .

Sir , here be two confesse the deed , but sute it was Phylaster .

KING .

Question it no more , it was .

PHA.

The fellow that did fight with him , will tell vs that .

PRIN.

Ay me , I know him well .

KING .

Did not you know him ?

PRIN.

Sir , if it were he , he was disguis'd .

PHI.

I was so : Oh my starres , that I should liue still .

KING .

Thou ambitious foole , thou that hast layd a trayne for thy owne life , now I doe meane to doe , I 'le leaue to talke , beare them to prison .

PRIN.

Sir , they did plot together , to take hence this harmelesse life , should it passe vnreuengd , I should to earth , weeping . Grant mee then , by all the loues a father beares his child , their custodies , that I may appoint their tortures , and their deathes .

LEON .

Death , soft your law will not reach that for this fault .

KING . T is granted , take vm to you with a guard . Come Princely Pharamont , this businesse past , We shall with more security go on With our intended match . Exit King and PHARAMONT . LEON .

I pray that this action loose not Phylastor the hearts of the people .

CLE. Feare it not , their ouer-wise heads Will thinke it but a trick . Exeunt .

Actus 5. Scoen. 1. Enter LEON . CLE. and TRA. LEON .

Has the king sent for him to death ?

CLE.

Yes , but the king must know , 't is not in his powor to warre with heauen .

TRA.

We linger time , the king sent for Phylastor , and the headsman , an houre agoe .

LEON .

Are all his wounds well ?

TRA.

All , they were but scratches , but the losse of blood made him faint .

CLE.

We dally Gentlemen .

LEON .

Away .

Exit . TRA.

Wee 'le shufle hard before he perish .

Enter PHYLASTER , Princesse , BOY , in prison . PRIN.

Nay , faith Phylaster , grieue not , we are well .

BOY .

Nay , good my Lord forbeare , we are wondrous well .

PHI. Oh Arethusa and Bellario , Leaue to be kinde , I shall be shut from heauen , If you continue so , I am a man false to a paire Of the truest ones that euer earth bore . Can it beare vs all ? forgiue me , and leaue me ; But the King hath sent to call me to my death , Oh shew it me , and then forget me : and for thee my boy , I shall deliuer words , will mollifie the hearts of beasts , To spare thy innocence . BOY . Alas , my Lord : My life is not a thing worthy Your noble thoughts , t is not a life , t is but a peece Of child-hood throwne away : should I out liue you , I should out liue vertue and honour : And when that day come , if euer I shall close These eyes but once ; may I liue spotted for my periurie , And waste by time to nothing . PRIN. And I the wofulst maide that euer liu'd , Forc't with my hands to bring my Lord to death , Do by the honour of a Virgin sweare . To tell no houre behind it . PHI.

Make me not hated so .

PRIN.

Come from this prison , all ioyfull to our deaths .

PHI. People will teare me , when they finde you true , To such a wretch as I , I shall die loath'd . Inioy your Kingdome peaceably , whilst I for euer sleepe , Forgotten with my faults . Euery iust maiden , euery maide in loue , Will haue a peece of me , if you be true . PRIN. My deerest , say not so . BOY .

A peece of you , he was not borne of woman , that can cut it , and looke on .

PHI. Take me in teares betwixt you , For my heart will breake with shame and sorrow . PRIN.

Why ? t is well .

BOY .

Lament no more .

PHI. Why ? what would you haue done ? If you had wrong'd me basely , and had found My life no whit compar'd to yours for loue , Sirs , deale with me truely . BOY .

'T was mistaken Sir .

PRIN.

Why , if it were ?

BOY .

Then sir we would haue askt you pardon .

PHI.

And haue hope to inioy it .

PRIN.

Inioy it , I .

PHI.

Would you indeed ? be plaine .

PRIN.

We would my Lord .

PHI.

Forgiue me then .

PRIN.

So , so .

BOY .

T is as it should be now .

PHI.

Leade to my death .

Exeunt . Enter the King , LEON ; CLE. TRA. and a guard . KING .

Gentlemen , who saw the Prince ?

LEON . So please you Sir , he 's gone to see the Citie , And the new Plot-forme , with some Gentlemen Attending on him . KING .

Is the Princesse ready to bring her prisoner out ?

CLE.

She waites your grace .

KING .

Tell her we stay .

Exit TRA. LEON . King , you may be deceiu'd yet , the head you ayme at , Cost more setting on , then to lose it so lightly : aside . If it must off like a wild ouer-flow , that soopes before him , A golden stocke , and with it shakes downe bridges , Cracks the strong hearts of Pynes , whose cable rootes Held out a thousand stormes , a thousand thunders , And so made weightier , takes whole villages vpon his back , And in the heate of pride charges strong Townes , Towers , Castels , Pallaces , and leaues them desolate . So shall thy head , thy noble head , bury the liues Of thousands , that must bleed with thee like a sacrifice , In thy red ruines . Enter PHI. Princesse , BOY , with a garland of flowers on 's head . KING .

How now , what maske is this ?

BOY . Right royall Sir ,

I shal sing you an Epethelamon , but hauing lost my best aires with my fortunes , and wanting a celestiall harpe to strike this blessed vnyon ; thus in glad story I giue you all these two faire Caedor branches . The noblest of the mountaines where they grew , straightest and tallest , vnder whose still shades , the worthier beasts haue made their layers , and slept free from the firuer of the Serian starre , and the fell thunder-stroke , free from the Clouds , when they were big with humour , and deliuer in thousand spouts , that issues to the earth : O there was none but silent quiet there , till neuer-pleased fortune shot vp shrubs base vnder branches , to deuour these branches , and for a while they did so , and did raigne ouer the Mountaine , and did choake vp his beauty with brakes , rud , thornes and thistles , till the Sunne scorcht them to the roote , and dride vm there , and now a gentle gaile has blowne againe , that made these branches meete and twine together , neuer to be vnarmde : The god that sings his Number ore marriage beds , has knit their noble hearts , and heere they stand , your children , worthy king , and I haue done .

KING .

How , how ?

PRIN.

Sir , if you loue it in plaine truth , for now there is no masking in 't , this gentleman the prisoner that you gaue mee , is become my keeper .

And through all the bitter threats , your Iealousies , and his il fate , haue wrought him , thus nobly hath hee strugled , and at length arriued here :

My deere husband .

KING .

Your deere husband . Call in the Captaine of the Citadell , where you shall keepe your wedding , I 'le prouide a maske shall make your Hymen turne his saffron into a sullen coate , and sing sad requiems to your departing soules , blood shal put out your torches , and insteed of gawdy flowers about your wanton necks , an Axe shall hang , like a prodigious Metour , ready to crop your loues sweetes . Heare you gods : From this time do I shake all title off of father to this woman , this base woman , and what there is of venge in a Lyon chast amongst dogs , or rob'd of his deere young , the same inforc't more terrible , more mighty , looke from me .

PRIN. Sir , by that little life that I haue left to sweare by , There 's nothing can stirre me from my selfe . What I haue done , I haue done , without repentance , For death to me can be no bugbare , as long as Pharamont , Is not my heads-man . LEON . Sweete peace vpon thy soule thou worthy maid ,

When ere thou diest , for this time I 'le excuse thee ore by thy prologue .

PHI. Sir , let me speake next , And let my dying words be better with you Then my dull liuing actions : If you aime at the life Of this sweete innocent , you are a tyrant and a sauage monster , That feedes vpon the blood you gaue a life to , Your memory shall be as foule behind you as you are liuing : All your better deedes shall be in water writ ; But this in marble . No Chronicle shall speake you , Though your owne , but for a shame of men : No Monument , though high and big as Pelion , Shal be able to couer this base murder , make it rich with brasse , Gold and shining Iasper , like the Pyramides ; Lay on Epitaphes , such as make great men gods , My little Marble , that onely clothes my ashes , not my faults , Shall farre out shine it : and for after issues , Thinke not so madly of the heauenly wisedomes , That they will giue you more , for your mad rage to cut off : Vnlesse it be some snake , or something like your selfe , That in his birth shall strengle you : Remember my father king , There was a fault , but I forgiue it , let that sinne Perswade you to loue this Lady , if you haue a soule . Thinke , saue her and be saued , for my selfe , I haue so long Expected this glad houre , so languisht vnder you , And dayly withered , that by the gods , it is a ioy to die , I finde a recreation in 't . Enter a Messenger . MES.

Where 's the King ?

KING .

Heere .

MES. Get to your strength , And rescue the Prince Pharamont from danger , He 's taken prisoner by the Citizens , For the Lord Phylaster . LEON .

O braue fellowes ; Muteny my fine deere countrimen , Muteny . Now my braue valiant formen , show your weapons In honour of your Mistresses .

2 MES.

Arme , arme , arme .

KING .

A thousand diuels take these Citizens .

LEON .

A thousand blessings on them .

MES. Arme , O king , the Citie is in Muteny . Led by an old gray Ruffin , who comes on In rescue of the Lord Phylaster . KING . Away to the Citadell , I 'le see them safe , And then cope with these burgers , let the guard And all the Gentlemen giue strong attendance . Exit King , Manet LEON , CLE. and TRA. CLE.

The Citie vp , this was aboue our wishes .

LEON .

I , and the marriage too , by al the gods , this noble Lady has deceiued vs all , a plague vpon my selfe , a thousand plagues , for hauing such vnworthy thoughts of her deare Honor : O , I could beat my selfe , or doe you beat mee , and I 'le beat you , for wee had all one thought .

CLE.

No , no , 't will but lose time .

LEON . You say true , are your swords sharpe : Well my deere Countrimen what you lackes , if you continue , and fall not Backe , vpon the first broken skin , I 'le see you Chronicled , And Chronicled , and cut and Chronicled , and all to be prais'd , And sung in sonets , and bath'd in braue new ballads , That all tongues shall troule you in Secula seculorum , My kinde Countrimen . TRA.

What if a toy take vm i' ch hee les now , and they run all away , and cry , the diuell take the hindmost .

LEON .

Then the same diuell take the formost too , and sawce him for his breakefast , if they all prooue cowards , my curses flush amongst vm , and ill speeding : may they haue iniurious raine to keepe the Gentlemen at home in rasine freeze , may the moth branch their veluets , and their silkes onely bee worne before sore eies , may their false lights vndoe vm , and discouer preases , holes , staines , and oldnesse in their stuffes , and make them shop-rid , may they keepe whoores , and horses , and breake , and liue mued vp with necks of beefe and turnups ; May they haue many children , and none like the father , and know no language but that gibberish they pratle to their parsels , vnlesse it be the gotish latine they write in their bonds , and may they write that false , and lose their debts .

Enter the King . KING . Now the vengeance of all the gods confound them , How they swarme together , what a hum they raise . Diuels choake your wide throates , if a man had neede To vse your valours , we must pay a brokadge for 't , And then bring on , and you will fight like sheepe : T is Phylaster , none but Phylaster must allay this heate , They will not heare me speake , but fling durt at me , And call me tyrant . O run deere friend , and bring the Lord Phylaster , speake him well , call him Prince , Do him all the courtesies you can , commend me to him , Oh! my wits , my wits . LEON . O my braue Citizens , as I liue I will not buy a pin Out of your walls for this : nay , you shall cosen me , And I 'le thanke you , and send you brawne and bakon , Euery long vocation ; and foule shall come vp fat And in braue liking . KING .

What they wil do with that poore Prince , the gods know , I feare .

LEON .

Why , they 'le flea him , and make Church buckets on 's skin , to quench rebellion , then clap a reuit in 's sconce , and hang him vp for a signe .

Enter PHYLASTER . KING . O worthy Sir , forgiue me : Do not make your miseries And my faults meete together , to bring a greater danger , Be your selfe still sound amongst diseases , I haue wrong'd you , And though I finde it last , and beaten to 't , Let me your goodnesse know , calme the people , and be What you were born to , take your loue , & with her my repentance , All my wishes , and all my prayers , by the gods , My heart speakes all this , and if the least fall from me , Not perform'd , may I be strooke with thunder . PHI. Mighty Sir , I will not doe your greatnesse so much wrong , As not to make your word truth , free the Princesse and the boy , And let me stand the shock of this mad sea-breach , Which I 'le either turne , or perish with it . KING .

Let your owne word free her .

PHI. Then thus I take my leaue , kissing your hand , And hanging on your noble word , be Kingly , And be not moou'd Sir , I shall bring you peace , Or neuer bring my selfe back . KING .

Now all the gods go with thee .

Enter an olde Captaine , with a crew of Citizens , leading PHARAMONT prisoner . CAP.

Come my braue Mermedons , fal on , let your caps swarm , & your nimble tongues forget your gibrish , of what you lack , and set your mouthes ope' children , till your pallats fall frighted halfe a fathom past the cure of bay-salt & grosse pepper ; and then crie Phylaster , braue Phylaster . Let Phylaster be deep in request , my ding-adings , my paire of deare Indentures : King of clubs , then your cut-water-chamlets , and your painting : let not your hasty silkes , deerly belouers of Custards & Cheescakes , or your branch cloth of bodkins , or your tyffenies , your robbin-hood scarlet and Iohns , tie your affections in durance to your shops , my dainty duckers , vp with your three pil'd spirits , that right valourous , and let your accute colours make the King to feele the measure of your mightinesse ; Phylaster , cry , myrose nobles , cry .

OMNES .

Phylaster , Phylaster .

CAP. How doe you like this , my Lord prisoner ? These are mad boyes I can tell you , These bee things that will not strike top-sayle to a Foyst , And let a Man of warre , an Argosea , Stoope to carry coales . PHAR.

Why , you damn'd slaues , doe you know who I am ?

CAP.

Yes , my pretie Prince of puppits , we do know , and giue you gentle warning , you talke no more such bugs words , lest that sodden Crowne should be scracht with a musket ; deare Prince pippin , I 'le haue you codled , let him loose my spirits , and make a ring with your bils my hearts : Now let mee see what this braue man dares doe : note sir , haue at you with this washing blow , here I lie , doe you huffe sweete Prince ? I could hock your grace , and hang you crosse leg'd , like a Hare at a Poulters stall ; and do thus .

PHAR.

Gentlemen , honest Gentlemen —

1 SOVL.

A speakes treason Captaine , shal 's knock him downe ?

CAP.

Hold , I say .

2 SOVL.

Good Captaine let me haue one mal at 's mazard , I feele my stomacke strangely prouoked to bee at his Spanish pot-nowle , shal 's kill him ?

OMNES .

I , kill him , kill him .

CAP.

Againe I say hold .

3 SOVL.

O how ranke he lookes , sweete Captaine let 's geld him , and send his dowsets for a dish to the Burdello .

4 SOVL.

No , let 's rather sell them to some woman Chymist , that extractions , shee might draw an excellent prouocatiue oyle from vseth them , that might be very vsefull .

CAP.

You see , my scuruy Don , how precious you are in esteem amongst vs , had you not beene better kept at home , I thinke you had : must you needes come amongst vs , to haue your saffron hide taw'd as wee intend it : My Don , Phylaster must suffer death to satisfie your melancholly spleene , he must my Don , he must ; but we your Physitians , hold it fit that you bleede for it : Come my robusticks , my braue regiment of rattle makers , let 's cal a common cornuted counsell , and like graue Senators , beare vp our brancht crests , in sitting vpon the seuerall tortures we shall put him to , and with as little sense as may be , put your wils in execucion .

SOME CRIES .

Burne him , burne him .

OTHERS .

Hang him , hang him .

Enter PHYLASTER . CAP.

No , rather let 's carbinade his cods-head , and cut him to collops : shall I begin ?

PHI.

Stay your furies my louing Countrimen .

OMNES .

Phylaster is come , Phylaster , Phylaster .

CAP.

My porcupines of spite , make roome I say , that I may salute my braue Prince : and is Prince Phylaster at liberty ?

PHI.

I am , most louing countrimen .

CAP.

Then giue me thy Princely goll , which thus I kisse , to whom I crouch and bow ; But see my royall sparke , this head-strong swarme that follow me humming like a master Bee , haue I led forth their Hiues , and being on wing , and in our heady flight , haue seazed him shall suffer for thy wrongs .

OMNES .

I , I , let 's kill him , kill him .

PHI.

But heare me , Countrimen .

CAP.

Heare the Prince , I say , heare Phylaster .

OMNES .

I , I , heare the Prince , heare the Prince .

PHI.

My comming is to giue you thankes , my deere Countrimen , whose powerfull sway hath curb'd the prossecuting fury of my foes .

OMNES .

We will curb vm , we will curb vm .

PHI. I finde you will , But if my intrest in your loues be such , As the world takes notice of , Let me craue You would deliuer Pharamont to my hand , And from me accept this Giues vm his purse . Testimonie of my loue . Which is but a pittance of those ample thankes , Which shall redowne with showred courtesies . CAP.

Take him to thee braue Prince , and we thy bounty thankefully accept , and will drinke thy health , thy perpetuall health my Prince , whilst memory lasts amongst vs , we are thy Mermidons , my Achillis : we are those will follow thee , and in thy seruice will scowre our rusty murins and our bill-bow-blades , most noble Phylaster , we will : Come my rowtists let 's retyer till occasion calls vs to attend the noble Phylaster .

OMNES .

Phylaster , Phylaster , Phylaster .

Exit CAPTAINE , and Citizens . PHAR. Worthy sir , I owe you a life , For but your selfe there s nought could haue preuail'd . PHI. T is the least of seruice that I owe the King , Who was carefull to preserue ye . Exit . Enter LEON , TRASILINE , and CLERIMON . TRA.

I euer thought the boy was honest .

LEON .

Well , t is a braue boy Gentlemen .

CLE.

Yet you 'ld not beleeue this .

LEON .

A plague on my forwardnesse , what a villaine was I , to wrong vm so ; a mischiefe on my muddy braines , was I mad ?

TRA.

A little frantick in your rash attempt , but that was your loue to Phylaster , sir .

LEON .

A pox on such loue , haue you any hope my countinance will ere serue me to looke on them ?

CLE.

O very well Sir .

LEON .

Very ill Sir , vds death , I could beate out my braines , or hang my selfe in reuenge .

CLE.

There would be little gotten by it , ene keepe you as ye are .

LEON .

An excellent boy , Gentlemen beleeue it , harke the King is comming ,

Cornets sounds . Enter the King , Princesse , GALLATEA , MEGRA , BELLARIO , a Gentlewoman , and other attendants . K. No newes of his returne , Will not this rable multitude be appeas'd ? I feare their outrage , lest it should extend With dangering of Pharamonts life . Enter PHILASTER with PHARAMONT . LEON .

See Sir , Phylaster is return'd .

PHI. Royall Sir , Receiue into your bosome your desired peace , Those discontented mutineares be appeasde , And this fortaigne Prince in safety . K.

How happie am I in thee Phylaster ?

Whose excellent vertues begets a world of loue , I am indebted to thee for a Kingdome . I here surrender vp all Soueraignetie , Raigne peacefully with thy espoused Bride , Deliuers his Crowne to him . Assume my Son to take what is thy due . PHA.

How Sir , yer son , what am I then , your Daughter you gaue to me .

KIN. But heauen hath made asignement vnto him , And brought your contract to anullity : Sir , your entertainment hath beene most faire , Had not your hell-bred lust dride vp the spring , From whence flow'd forth those fauours that you found : I am glad to see you safe , let this suffice , Your selfe hath crost your selfe . LEON .

They are married sir .

PHAR.

How married ? I hope your highnesse will not vse me so , I came not to be disgraced , and returne alone .

KING .

I cannot helpe it sir .

LEON . To returne alone , you neede not sir , Here is one will beare you company , You know this Ladies proofe , if you Fail'd not in the say taging . ME. I hold your scoffes in vildest base contempt , Or is there said or done , ought I repent , But can retort euen to your grinning teeths , Your worst of spights , tho Princesse lofty steps May not be tract , yet may they tread a wry , That boy there — BEL. If to me ye speake Lady , I must tell you , you haue lost your selfe In your too much forwardnesse , and hath forgot Both modesty and truth , with what impudence You haue throwne most damnable aspertions On that noble Princesse and my selfe : witnesse the world ; Behold me sir . Kneeles to LEON , and discouers her haire . LEON .

I should know this face ; my daughter .

BEL.

The same sir .

PRIN.

How , our sometime Page , Bellario , turn'd woman ?

BEL. Madame , the cause induc't me to transforme my selfe , Proceeded from a respectiue modest Affection I bare to my my Lord , The Prince Phylaster , to do him seruice , As farre from any laciuious thought , As that Lady is farre from goodnesse , And if my true intents may be beleeued , And from your Highnesse Madame , pardon finde , You haue the truth . PRIN.

I doe beleeue thee , Bellario I shall call thee still .

PHI.

The faithfullest seruant that euer gaue attendance .

LEON . Now Lady lust , what say you to 'th boy now ; Doe you hang the head , do ye , shame would steale Into your face , if ye had grace to entertaine it , Do ye slinke away ? Exit MEGRA hiding her face . KING . Giue present order she be banisht the Court , And straightly confinde till our further Pleasure is knowne . PHAR.

Here s such an age of transformation , that I doe not know how to trust my selfe , I 'le get me gone to : Sir , the disparagement you haue done , must be cald in question . I haue power to right my selfe , and will .

Exit PHARAMONT . KING .

We feare ye not sir .

PHI. Let a strong conuoy guard him through the Kingdome , With him , let 's part with all our cares and feare , And Crowne with ioy our happy loues successe . KING . Which to make more full , Lady Gallatea , Let honour'd Clerimont acceptance finde In your chast thoughts . PHI.

T is my sute too .

PRIN.

Such royall spokes-men must not be deni'd .

GAL.

Nor shall not , Madame .

KING .

Then thus I ioyne your hands .

GAL.

Our hearts were knit before .

They kisse . PHI. But t is you Lady , must make all compleat , And giues a full peryod to content , Let your loues cordiall againe reuiue , The drooping spirits of noble Trasiline . What saies Lord Leon to it ? LEON . Marry my Lord I say , I know she once lou'd him . At least made shew she did , But since t is my Lord Phylasters desire , I 'le make a surrender of all the right A father has in her ; here take her sir , With all my heart , and heauen giue you ioy . KING . Then let vs in these nuptuall feastes to hold , Heauen hath decreed , and Fate stands vncontrold . FINIS .