The coronation a comedy. As it vvas presented by her Majesties Servants at the private House in Drury Lane. Written by John Fletcher. Gent.

THE CORONATION .

Actus . 1. Enter Philocles and Lisander . Phi.

MAke way for my Lord Protector .

Lisa.

Your graces servants .

Enter Cassander and Lisimachus . Cas.

I like your diligent waiting , where 's Lisimachus ?

Lisi.

I waite upon you sir.

Cas. The Queene lookes pleasant This morning , does she not ? Lis. I ever found Her gracious smiles on me . Cas. She does consult Her safety in 't , for I must tell thee boy , But in the assurance of her love to thee , I should advance thy hopes another way , And use the power I have in Epire , to Settle our owne , and uncontrouled greatnesse ; But since she carries her selfe so fairely , I am content to expect , and by her marriage Secure thy fortune , that 's all my ambition Now , be still carefull in thy applications To her , I must attend other affaires , Returne , and use what art thou canst to lay More charmes of love upon her . Lisi. I presume Shee alwayes speakes the language of her heart , And I can be ambitious for no more Happinesse on earth then she encourages Me to expect . Cas. It was an act becomming The wisedome of her Father to engage A tye betweene our families , and she Hath playd her best discretion to allow it ; But we lose time in conference , waite on her , And be what thou wert borne for , King of Epire , Exit . I must away . Lisi. Successe ever attend you . Is not the Queene yet comming forth ? Lisa. Your servant , You may command our duties , This is the Court starre Philocles . Phi.

The starre that we must saile by .

Lisa. All must borrow A light from him , the young Queene directs all Her favours that way . Phi. Hee s a noble Gentleman And worthy of his expectations : Too good to be the son of such a Father . Lisa.

Peace , remember he is Lord Protector .

Phil. We have more need of Heavens protection I' th meane time , I wonder the old King Did in his life designe him for the office . Lisa. He might suspect his faith , I have heard when The King who was no Epirote advanc'd His claime , Cassander , our Protector now , Young then , oppos'd him toughly with his faction , But forc'd to yeeld had faire conditions , And was declar'd by the whole state next heire If the King wanted issue ; our hopes only Thriv'd in this daughter . Phi. Whom but for her smiles And hope of marriage with Lasimachus , His Father by some cunning had remov'd Ere this . Lisa. Take heed , the Arras may have eares I should not weepe much if his grace would hence Remove to Heaven . Phi.

I prethee what should he do there ?

Lisa.

Some Offices will fall .

Phi. And the sky too , ere I get one staire higher While heer in place . Enter Antigonus . Ant. Lisander , Philocles , How lookes the day upon us ? where 's the Queene ? Phi.

In her bed-chamber .

Ant.

Who was with her ?

Lisa.

None but the yong Lord Lisimachus .

Ant. T is no treason If a man wish himselfe a Courtier Of such a possibility : he has The mounting fate . Phi. I would his Father were Mounted to th' gallowes . Ant. He has a path faire enough , If he survive by title of his Father . Lisa.

The Queene will hasten his ascent .

Phi.

Would I wore Queene .

Ant. Thou wod'st become rarely the peticote , What wod'st thou doe ? Phi. Why , I wod marry My Gentleman usher , and trust all the strength And burden of my state upon his legges , Rather then be call'd wife by any sonne Of such a Father . Lisa. Come le ts leave this subject , We may finde more secure discourse ; when saw You young Arcadius , Lord Macarius Nephew ? Ant. There s a sparke , a youth moulded for a favorite , The Queene might doe him honour . Phi. Favorite , t is too cheape a name , there were a match Now for her Virgin blood . Lisa. Must every man That has a hansome face or legge feed such Ambition : I confesse I honour him , He has a nimble soule , and gives great hope To be no woman-hater , dances hansomely , Can court a Lady powerfully , but more goes To th' making of a Prince ? hee s here An ds Vncle . Enter Arcadius , Macarius , Seleucus . Sel. Save you Gentlemen , who can direct me To finde my Lord Protector ? Lisa. He was here Within this halfe houre , young Lisimachus His sonne is with the Queene . Sel. There let him complement , I have other businesse , ha ? Arcadius ! Exit . Phi. Observ'd you with what eyes Arcadius And he saluted , their two families Will hardly reconcile . Ant. Seleucus carries Himselfe too roughly , with what pride and scorne He past by em . Lisa. The tother with lesse shew Of anger carries pride enough in 's soule , I wish em all at peace , Macarius lookes Are without civill warre , a good old man , The old King lov'd him well , Seleucus Father Was as deare to him , and maintain'd the character Of an honest Lord through Epire : that two men So lov'd of others , should be so unwell-come To one another . Arc.

The Queene was not wont to send for me .

Mac. The reason 's to her selfe , It will become your duty to attend her . Arc. Save you Gentlemen , what novelty Does the Court breath to day ? Lisa. None sir , the newes That tooke the last impression is , that you Purpose to leave the Kingdome , and those men , That honour you , take no delight to heare it . Arc. I have ambition to see the difference Of Courts , and this may spare ; the delights At home doe surfet , and the mistresse whom We all doe serve is fixt upon one object , Her beames are too much pointed , but no Country Shall make me lose your memories . Enter Queene , Lisimachus , Macarius , Charilla . Que.

Arcadius .

Mac. Your Lordship honord me , I have no blessing in his absence . Lisi.

T is done like a pious Vncle .

Que. We must not Give any licence . Arc. If your Majesty Would please . Que. We are not pleasd , it had become your duty , To have first acquainted us , ere you declar'd Your resolution publicke , is our Court Not worth your stay ? Arc.

I humbly begge your pardon .

Que.

Where 's Lisimachus ?

Lisi.

Your humble servant Madam .

Que. We shall finde Employment at home for you , doe not lose us . Arc. Madam I then write my selfe blest on earth When I may doe you service . Que.

We would be private Macarius .

Mac. Madam you have blest me , Nothing but your command could interpose to Stay him . Que. Lisimachus You must not leave us . Lisa. Nothing but Lisimachus ? has she not Taine a philter ? Exit . Que. Nay pray be cover'd , Ceremony from you . Must be excus'd , Lisi.

It will become my duty .

Que. Not your love ? I know you would not have me looke upon Your person as a Courtier , not as favorite , That title were too narrow to expresse How we esteeme you . Lisi. The least of all These names from you Madam , is grace ēnough . Que.

Yet here you wod not rest .

Lisi. Not if you please ? To say there is a happinesse beyond , And teach my ambition how to make it mine , Although the honours you already have Let fall upon your servant , exceed all My merit ; I have a heart is studious To reach it with desert , and make if possible Your favours mine by justice , with your pardon . Que. We are confident this needs no pardon sir , But a reward to cherish your opinion , And that you may keepe warme your passion , Know we resolve for marriage , and if I had another gift , beside my selfe , Greater , in that you should discerne , how much My heart is fixt . Lisi.

Let me digest my blessing .

Que.

But I cannot resolve when this shall be ,

Lisi. How Madam ? doe not make me dreame of Heaven And wake me into misery , if your purpose Be , to immortalize your humble servant , Your power on earth's divine , Princes are here The Coppies of eternity , and create When they but will our happinesse . Que. I shall Beleeve you mocke me in this argument , I have no power . Lisi.

How no power .

Que.

Not as a Queene .

Lisi.

I understand you not .

Que.

I must obey , your Fathers my Protector .

Lisi.

How ?

Que. When I am absolute , Lisimachus , Our power and titles meete , before , we are but A shadow , and to give you that were nothing , Lisi. Excellent Queene , My love tooke no originall from state , Or the desire of other greatnesse , Above what my birth may challenge modestly , I love your vertues ; mercenary soules Are taken with advancement , yo 've an Empire Within you , better then the worlds , to that Lookes my ambition . Que. Tother is not sit To be despisd , Cosmography allowes Epire a place i th' mappe , and know till I Possesse what I was borne to , and alone Doe graspe the Kingdomes Scepter , I account My selfe divided , he that marries me Shall take an absolute Queene to his warme bosome , My temples yet are naked , untill then Our loves can be but complements , and wishes , Yet very hearty ones . Lisi.

I apprehend .

Que.

Your Father .

Enter Cassander , Seleucus . Cas.

Madam , a Gentleman has an humble sute ,

Que. T is in your power to grant , you are Protector , I am not yet a Queene . Cas.

How s this ?

Lisi

I shall expound her meaning .

Queene .

Why kneele you sir ?

Sel. Madam to reconcile two families That may unite , both counsells and their blood To serve your Crowne . Que. Macarius , and Eubulus That by are inveterate malice to each other . It grew , as I have heard upon the question Which some of either family had made , Which of their Fathers was the best commander : If we beleeve our stories , they have both Deserved well of our state , and yet this quarrell Has cost too many lives , a severe faction . Sel. But I le propound a way to plant a quiet And peace in both our houses , which are torne With their dissentions , and lose the glory Of their great names , my blood speakes my relation To Eubulus , and I wish my veines were emptyed To appease their warre . Que. Thou hast a noble soule , This is a charity above thy youth , And it flowes bravely from thee , name the way . Sel. In such a desperate cause , a little streame Of blood might purge the foulenesse of their hearts If you le prevent a deluge . Que.

Be particular .

Sel. Let but your Majesty consent , that two May with their personall valour undertake The honour of their family , and determine Their difference . Que. This rather will inlarge Their hate , and be a meanes to call more blood Into the streame . Sel. Not if both families Agree , and sweare — Que.

And who shall be the Champions .

Sel. I beg the honour , for Eubulus cause To be ingag'd , if any for Macarius , Worthy to wager heart with mine , accept it , I am confident , Arcadius For honour would direct me to his sword , Will not deny , to stake against my life His owne , if you vouchsafe us priviledge . Que. You are the expectation and toppē boughs Of both your houses , it would seeme injustice , To allow a civill warre to cut you off , And your selves the instruments , besides You appeare a souldier , Arcadius Hath no acquaintance yet with rugged warre , More fit to drill a Lady then expose His body to such dangers : a small wound I th' head may spoyle the method of his haire , Whose curiosity exacts more time Than his devotion , and who knowes but he May lose his riban by it in his locke , Deare as his Saint , with whom he would exchange His head , for her gay colours ; then his band May be disorderd , and transform'd from Lace To Cutworke , his rich cloathes be discomplexioned With blood , beside the infashionable slashes , And at the next festivall take physicke , Or put on blacke , and mourne for his slaine breeches : His hands cas'd up in gloves all night , and sweate Pomatum , the next day may be endanger'd To blisters with a sword , how can he stand Vpon his guard , who hath fidlers in his head , To which , his feet must ever be a dancing . Beside a fal●●fy may spoyle his cringe , Or making of a legge , in which consists Much of his Court perfection . Sel. Is this Character Bestow'd on him ? Que. It something may concerne the Gentleman , Whom if you please to challenge To dance , play on the Lute , or sing . Sel.

Some catch ?

Que. He shall not want those will maintaine him For any summe . Sel. You are my Soveraigne , I dare not thinke , yet I must speake somewhat , I shall burst else , I have no skill in jigges , Nor tumbling . Que.

How sir ?

Sel. Nor was I borne a Minstrell , and in this you have So infinitely disgraced Arcadius , But that I have heard another Character , And with your royall licence doe beleeve it , I should not thinke him worth my killing . Que.

Your killing ?

Sel. Does she not jeerē mee ; I shall talke treason presently , I finde it At my tongues end already , this is an Affront , I le leave her . Que.

Come backe , doe you know Arcadius ?

Sel. I ha changd but little breath with him , our persons Admit no familiarity , we were Borne to live both at distance , yet I ha seēne him Fight , and fight bravely . Que. When the spirit of Wine Made his braine valliant he fought bravely . Sel. Although he be my enemy , should any Of the gay flyes that buzze about the Court , Sit to catch trouts i th ▪ summer , tell me so , I durst in any presence but your owne . Que.

What ?

Sel.

Tell him he were not honest .

Que. I see Seleucus thou art resolute , And I but wrong'd Arcadius , your first Request is granted , you shall fight , and he That conquers be rewarded to confirme First place and honour to his family : Is it not this you plead for ? Sel.

You are gracious .

Que.

Lisimachus .

Lisi.

Madam .

Cas.

She has granted then ?

Sel.

With much adoe .

Cas. I wish thy sword may open His wanton veines , Macarius is too popular , And has taught him to insinuate . Que. It shall But haste the confirmation of our loves , And ripen the delights of marriage , Seleucus . Exit cum . Sel. Lisi. As I guest , It cannot be too soone . Cas. To morrow then we crowne her , and invest My sonne with Majesty , t is to my wishes , Beget a race of Princes my Lisimachus . Lisi.

First let us marry sir.

Cas. Thy brow was made To weare a golden circle , l 'me transported , Thou shalt rule her , and I will governe thee . Lisi. Although you be my Father , that will not Concerne my obedience , as I take it . Enter Philocles , Lisander , and Antigonus . Gentlemen , Prepare your selves for a solemnity Will turne the Kingdome into triumph , Epire Looke fresh to morrow , 〈◊〉 become your duties In all your glory to attend the Queene At her Coronation , she is pleased to make The next day happy in our Callender , My Office doth expire , and my old blood Renewes with thought on 't . Phi.

How s this ?

Ant.

Crown'd to morrow .

Lisa. And he so joyfull to resigne his regency , There 's some tricke in 't , I doe not like these hasty Proceedings , and whirles of state , they have commonly As strange and violent effects ; well , heaven save the Queen . Phi. Heaven save the Queene say I , and send her a sprightly Bed-fellow for the Protector , let him pray for Himselfe , he is like to have no benefit of my devotion . Cas , But this doth quicken my old heart Lisimachus , There is not any step into her throne , But is the same degree of thy owne state ; Come Gentlemen . Lisa.

We attend your grace .

Cas.

Lisimachus .

Lisi. What heretofore could happen to mankinde Was with much paine to clime to heaven , but in Sophias marryage of all Queenes the best , Heaven will come downe to earth ▪ to make me blest . Ex● .

Actus Secundus . Enter Arcadius , and Polidora . Pol.

Indeed you shall not goe .

Arc.

Whether ?

Pol. To travell , I know you see me , but to take your leave , But I must never yeeld to such an absence . Arc. I prethee leave thy feares , I am commanded To th' contrary , I wonot leave thee now . Pol.

Commanded ? by whom ?

Arc.

The Queene .

Pol. I am very glad , for trust me , I could thinke Of thy departure with no comfort , thou Art all the joy I have , halfe of my soule ; But I must thanke the Queene now for thy company , I prethee what could make thee so desirous To be abroad ? Arc. Onely to get an appetite To thee Polidora . Pol.

Then you must provoke it .

Arc.

Nay , prethee doe not so mistake thy servant .

Pol.

Perhaps you surfeit with my love .

Arc.

Thy love ?

Pol. Although I have no beauty to comparē With the best faces , I have a heart above All competition . Arc. Thou art jealous now ; Come , let me take the kisse I gave thee last , I am so confident of thee , no lippe Has ravisht it from thine ; I prethee come To Court . Pol.

For what ?

Arc.

There is the throne for beauty .

Pol.

T is safer dwelling here .

Arc , There s none will hurt , Or dare but thinke an ill to Polidora , The greatest will be proud to honour thēē . Thy luster wants the admiration here : There thou wot shine indeed , and strike a reverence Into the gazer . Pol.

You can flatter too .

Arc. No praise of thee can be thought so , thy vērtue Will deserve all , I must confesse , we Courtiers Doe oftentimes commend to shew our art , There is necessity sometimes to say , This Madam breaths Arabian Gummes , Amber and Cassia ; though while we are praysing , We wish we had no nostriles to take in The offensive steame of her corrupted lungs . Nay , some will sweare they love their Mistresse , Would hazard lives and fortunes , to preserve One of her haires brighter then Berinices ; Or young Apollos , and yet after this , A favour from another toy would tempt him To laugh , while the Officious hangman whips Her head off . Pol.

Fine men .

Arc. I am none of these , Nay , there are women Polidora too That can doe pretty well at flatteries ; Make men beleeve they dote , will languish for em , Can kisse a Iewell out of one , and dally A carcanet of Diamonds from another , Weepe into th' bosome of a third , and makē Him drop as many pearles ; they count it nothing To talke a reasonable heire within ten dayes Out of his whole estate , and make him mad He has no more wealth to consume . Pol. You le teach me To thinke I may be flattered in your promises , Since you live where this art is most profest . Arc. I dare not be so wicked Polidora , The Infant errors of the Court I may Be guilty off , but never to abuse So rare a goodnesse , nor indeed did ever Converse with any of those shames of Court , To practise for base ends ; be confident My hēart is full of thine , and I so deepely Carry the figure of my Polidora , It is not in the power of time or distance To cancell it , by all that s blest I love thee : Love thee above all women , dare invoke A curse when I forsake thee . Pol. Let it be some Gentle one . Arc. Teach me an oath I prethee , One strong enough to binde , if thou dost finde Any suspition of my faith , or else Direct me in some horrid imprecation When I forsake thee , for the love of other Woman , may heaven reward my apostacy To blast my greatest happinesse on earth , And make all joyes abortive . Pol. Revoke these hasty syllables , they carry To great a penalty for breach of Love To me , I am not worth thy suffering , You doe not know what beauty may invite Your change , what happinesse may tempt your eye And heart together . Arc. Should all the graces of your sex conspire In one , and she should court me , with a dower Able to buy a Kingdome when I give My heart from Polidora . Pol. I suspect not , And to requite thy constancy I sweare . Arc. T were sinne to let thee waste thy breath I have assurance of thy noble thoughts . Enter a servant . Ser. My Lord , your Vncle hath beene every where I th Court inquiring for you , his lookes speake Some earnest cause . Arc. I am more acquainted with Thy vertue then to imagine thou wilt not Excuse me now , one kisse dismisses him Whose heart shall waite on Polidora , prethee Let me not wish for thy returne too often , My Father . Enter Nestorius , and a servant . Nes. I met Arcadius in strange haste , he told me He had beene with thee . Pol. Some affaire too soone Ravish'd him hence , his Vncle sent for him You came now from Court : how lookes the Queenē This golden morning ? Nes. Like a bride , her soule Is all on mirth , her eyes have quickning fires , Able to strike a spring into the earth In Winter . Pol. Then Lisimachus can havē No frost in 's blood , that lives so neere her beames . Nes. His politicke Father , the Protector smiles too , Resolve to see the Cerimony of the Queene T will be a day of state , Pol.

I am not well .

Nes. How ! not well ? retire then , I must returne My attendance is expected , Polidora , Be carefull of thy health . Pol.

It will concerne mē .

Exit . Enter Arcadius , and Macarius . Arc.

You amaze me sir.

Mac. Deare Nephew , if thou respect thy safety , My honour , or my age , remove thy selfe , Thy life s in danger . Arc.

Mine ? who 's my enemy ?

Mac. Take horse , and instantly forsake the City , Or else within some unsuspected dwelling , Obscure thy selfe , stay not to know the reason . Arc. Sir , I beseech your pardon , which i th ▪ number Of my offences unto any , should Provoke this dishonorable flight ? Mac. I would when I petition'd for thy stay , I had pleaded for thy banishment , thou knowst not What threatens thee : Arc. I would desire to know it , I am in no conspiracy of treason , Have ravisht no mans Mistresse , not so much As given the lye to any , what should meane Your strange and violent feares , I will not stirre Vntill you make me sensible I have lost My innocence . Mac. I must not live to see Thy body full of wounds , it were lesse sinnē To rippe thy Fathers marble , and fetch from The reverend vault his ashes , and disperse them By some rude windes where none should ever find The sacred dust , it was his legacy , The breath he mingled with his prayers to Heaven I should preserve Arcadius , whose fate He prophesied in death , would need protection , Thou wot disturbe his ghost , and call it to Affright my dreames , if thou refuse to obey me . Arc. You more inflame me to inquire the cause Of your distraction , and you le arme me better Then any coward flight by acquainting me Whose malice aimes to kill me , good sir tell me , Mac.

Then prayers and teares assist me .

Arc.

Sir .

Mac. Arcadius , Thou art a rash young man , witnesse the spirit Of him that trusted me so much , I bleed , Till I prevent this mischiefe . Exit . Enter Philocles , Lisander . Arc.

Ha , keepe off .

Phi.

What meane you sir ?

Lisa.

We are your friends .

Arc. I know your faces , but Am not secure , I would not be betray'd . Lisa.

You wrong our hearts , who truely honour you .

Arc.

They say I must be kild .

Phi.

By whom ?

Arc.

I know not , nor wod I part with life so tamely .

Phi. We dare ingage ours in your quarrell , hide Your sword , it may beget suspition , It 's enough to question you . Arc. I am confident , Pray pardon me , come I despise all danger : Yet a deare friend of mine , my Vncle told me He would not see my body full of wounds . Lisa.

Your Vncle this is strange .

Arc. Yes , my honest Vncle , If my unlucky starres have pointed me So dire a fate . Phi.

There is some strange mistake in 't .

Enter Antigonus . Ant Arcadius , the Queene would speake with you , You must make haste . Arc. Though to my death , I fly Vpon her summons , I give up my breath Then willingly , if she command it from me . Phi.

This does a little trouble me .

Lisa. I know not What to imagine , something is the ground Of this perplexity , but I hope there is not Any such danger as he apprehends . Enter Queene , Lisimachus , Macarius , Eubulus , Seleucus , Arcadius , Ladies and attendants , Gent. Que. We have already granted to Seleucus And they shall try their valour if Arcadius Have spirit in him to accept the challenge , Our royall word is past . Phi.

This is strange .

Eub. Madam my sonnē knew not what he asked , And you were cruell to consent so soone . Mac. Wherein have I offended , to be rob'd At once of all the wealth I have , Arcadius Is part of me . Eub. Seleucus life and mine Are twisted on one thread , both stand or fall Together , hath the service for my Country Deserved but this reward , to be sent weeping To my eternall home ? Wast not enough When I was young , to lose my blood in warres , But the poore remnant that is scarcely warme And faintly creeping through my withered veines Must be let out to make you sport . Mac. How can We that shall this morne seen the sacred oyle Fall on your virgin tresses , hope for any Protection hereafter , when this day You sacrifice the blood of them that pray for you . Arcadius I prethee speake thy selfe , It is for thee I plead . Eub. Seleucus , kneele And say thou haste repented thy rash suite ; If ere I see thee fight , I be thus wounded , How will the least drop forc'd from thy veines , Afflict my heart . Mac. Why , that 's good ; Arcadius speake to her ; heare him Madam . Arc. If you call backe this honour you have done me I shall repent I live , doe not perswade me Seleucus thou art a noble enemy , And I will love thy soule though I dispaire Our bodies friendly conversation : I would we were to tugge upon some cliffe , Or like two prodigies i th ayre , our conflict Might generally be gaz'd at , and our blood Appease our grandsires ashes . Mac.

I am undone .

Sel. Madam , my father sayes I have offended , If so , I begge your pardon , but beseech you For your owne glory call not backe your word . Eub.

They are both mad .

Que. No more , we have resolv'd , And since their courage is so nobly flamed , This morning wee le behold the Champions Within the list , be not affraid , their strife Will stretch so farre as death , so soone as we Are Crown'd prepare your selves , Seleucus . kisses her hand . Sel. I have receiv'd another life in this high favour , And may lose what nature gave me . Que. Arcadius to encourage thy young vallour , We give thee our Fathers sword . Command it from our Armory ; Lisimachus , To our Coronation . Exeunt . Sel. I le forfeit My hēad for a rebellion then suffer it . Exit . Arc. I am circled with confusions I le doē somewhat My braines and friends assist me . Exit . Phi.

But doe you thinke they le fight indeed ?

Lisa. Perhaps Her Majesty will see about or two . And yet t is wondrous strange , such spectacles Are rare i th' Court , and they were to skirmish naked Before her , then there might be some excuse . There is some gimcrackes in 't , the Queene is wise Above her yeares . Phi.

Macarius is perplext .

Enter Eubulus . Lisa. I cannot blame him , but my Lord Eubulus Returned , they are both troubled , las good men , But our duties are expected , we forget . Exit Phil. Lis. Eub. I must resolve , and yet things are not ripe , My braines upon the torture . Mac. This may quit The hazard of his person , whose least drop Of blood is worth more then our families . My Lord Eubulus , I have thought a way To stay the young mens desperate proceedings , It is our cause they fight , let us beseech The Queene , to grant us two the priviledge Of duell , rather then expose their lives To eithers fury ; it were pitty they Should runne upon so blacke a destiny , We are both old , and may be spar'd , a paire Of fruitlesse trees , mossie and withered trunckes , That fill up too much roome . Eub. Most willingly , And I will praise her charity to allow it ; I have not yet forgot to use a sword , Let s lose no time , by this act , she will licence Our soules to leave our bodies but a day , Perhaps an houre the sooner ; they may live To doe her better service , and be friends When we are dead , and yet I have no hope This will be granted , curse upon our faction . Mac.

If she deny us —

Eub.

What ?

Mac.

I wod doe somewhat —

Eub. There 's something o th' suddaine strucke upon My imagination , that may secure us . Mac. Name it , if no dishonour waite upon 't To preserve them , I le accept any danger . Eub. There is no other way , and yet my heart Would be excus ▪ d but t is to save his life . Mac.

Speake it Eubulus .

Eub. In your eare I shall , It shanot make a noyse if you refuse it . Mac. Hum ? though it stirre my blood , I le meet Arcadius , If this preserve thee not , I must unseale Another mystery . Exit . Enter Queene , Lisimachus , Cassander , Charilla , Lisander , Philocles , Antigonus . Que. We owe to all your loves and will deserve At least by our indeavours that none may This day repent their prayers , my Lord Protector . Cas. Madam I have no Such title now , and am blest to lose That name so happily , I was but trusted With a glorious burden . Que. You have prov'd Your selfe our faithfull counsellor , and must still Protect our growing state , a Kingdomes Scepter Weighs downe a womans arme , this crowne sits heavy Vpon my brow already , and we know There 's something more then mettle in this wreath , Of shining glory , but your faith , and counsell , That are familiar with mysteries , And depths of state , have power to make us fit For such a bearing , in which both you shall Doe loyall service , and reward your duties . Cas.

Heaven preserve your Highnesse .

Que. But yet my Lords and Gentlemen let nonē Mistake me , that because I urge your wisdomes , I shall grow carelesse , and impose on you The managing of this great Province , no , We will be active too , and as we are In dignity above your persons , so , The greatest portion of the difficulties We call to us , you in your severall places Releeving us with your experience , Observing in your best directions All modesty , and distance , for although We are but young , no action shall forfeit Our royall priviledge , or encourage any Too unreverent boldnesse , as it will become Our honour to consult , ēre we determine Of the most necessary things of state , So we are sensible of a checke , But in a brow , that saucily controules Our action , presuming on our yeares As few , or frailty of our sex , that head Is not secure that dares our power or justice . Phi. She has a brave spirit , looke how the Protector Growes pale already . Que. But I speake to you Are perfect in obedience , and may sparē This theame , yet 't was no immateriall Part of our character , since I desire All should take notice , I have studied The knowledge of my selfe , by which I shall Better distinguish of your worth and persons In your relations to us . Lisa. This language Is but a threatning to some body Que. But we misse some , that use not to absent Their duties from us , where 's Macarius ? Cas. Retir'd to grieve , your Majesty hath given : Consent Arcadius should enter List To day with young Seleucus . Que. We purpose Enter Gentleman They shall proceed , what s he ? Phil , A Gentleman belonging to Seleucus , that givēs notice He is prepar'd , and waites your royall pleasure , Que. He was composd for action , give notice To Arcadius , and admit the challenger , Let other Princes boast their gaudy tilting , And mockery of battles , but our triumph Is celebrated with true noble vallour . Enter Selucus , Arcadius at severall doores , their pages before them bearing their Targets . Two young men spirited enough to have Two Kingdomes staked upon their swords , Lisimachus Doe not they excellently become their armes , T were pitty but they should doe something more Then wave their plumes . a shout within . What noyse is that ? Enter Macarius and Eubulus . Mac. The peoples joy to know us reconcild , Is added to the Iubile of the day , We have no more a faction but one heart , Peace flow in every bosome . Eub. Throw away These instruments of death , and like two friends Imbrace by our example . Que.

This unfain'd ?

Mac. By our duties to your selfe deare Madam Command them not advance , our houses from This minute are incorporated , happy day Our eyes at which before revenge looke forth , May cleare suspition , oh my Arcadius ! Eub. We have found a neerer way to friendship Madam , Then by exposing them to fight for us . Que. If this be faithfull our desires are blest , We had no thought to waste , but reconcile Your blood this was and we did prophesie This happy chance , spring into eithers bosome , Arcadius and Seleucus , what can now Be added to this dayes felicity ; Yes , there is something , is there not my Lord ? While we are Virgin Queene . Ca. Ha , that string Doth promise musicke . Que. I am yet my Lords Your single joy , and when I looke upon , What I have tooke , to manage the great care Of this most flowrishing Kingdome , I incline To thinke , I shall doe justice to my selfe , If I chose one , whose strength and vertue may Assist my undertaking , thinke you Lords , A husband would not helpe ? Lisa. No question Madam , And he that you purpose to make so blest Must needs be worthy of our humblest duty , It is the generall vote . Que. We will not then Trouble Embassadors to treat with any Princes abroad , within our owne dominion , Fruitefull in honour , we shall make our choyce ; And that we may not keepe you over long Jn the imagination , from this circle , we Have purpose to elect one , whom I shall Salute a King and Husband . Lisa.

Now my Lord Lifimachus .

Que , Nor shall we in this action be accused Of rashnesse , since the man we shall declare Deserving our affection , hath beene earely In our opinion , which had reason first To guide it , and his knowne nobility Long marryed to our thoughts , will justifie Our faire election . Phi.

Lifimachus blushes .

Cas.

Direct our duties Madam to pray for him .

Que Arcadius you see from whence we come , Pray lead us backe , you may ascend . she comes from the state . Cas.

How 's this ? o're reach'd ?

Arc. Madam be charitable to your humblest creature , Doe not reward the heart , that falls in duty Beneath your feete , with making me the burden Of the Court mirth , a mockery for Pages , T were treason in me but to thinke you meane thus . Que. Arcadius you must refuse my love , Or shame this Kingdome . Phi.

Is the winde in that corner ?

Cas.

I shall runne mad Lisimachus .

Lisi.

Sir , containe your selfe .

Sel.

Is this to be beleev'd ?

Mac.

What dreame is this ?

Phi.

He kisses her , now by this day I am glad on 't .

Lisa.

Marke the Protector .

Ant.

Let him fret his heart strings .

Que.

Is the day cloudy on the suddaine ?

Arc. Gentlemen It was not my ambition , I durst never Aspire so high in thought , but since her Majesty Hath pleasd to call me to this honour , I Will study to be worthy of her grace , By whom I live . Que. The Church to morrow shall Confirme our marriage , noble Lisimachus Wee le finde out other wayes to recompence Your love to us , set forward , come Arcadius . Mac.

It must be so , and yet let me consider ,

Cas. He insults already , policy assist me . To breake his necke . Lisi. Who would trust woman ? Lost in a paire of minutes , lost , how bright A morning rose , but now , and now t is night ? Exeunt .

Actus Tertius . Enter Polidora , and a Servant . Pol. Oh where shall Virgins looke for faith hereafter ? If he prove false , after so many vowes ? And yet if I consider , he was tempted Above the strength of a young Lover , two Such glorious courting his acceptance , were Able to make disloyalty no sinne , At least not seeme a fault , a Lady first , Whose very lookes would thaw a man more frozen Then the Alps , quicken a soule more dead then Winter . Adde to her beauty and perfection , That she 's a Queene , and brings with her a Kingdome Able to make a great mind forfeit heaven . What could the frailety of Arcadius Suggest to unspirit him so much , as not To fly to her embraces , you were present When she declar'd her selfe . Ser.

Yes Madam .

Pol. Tell me , Did not he make a pause , when the faire Queene A full temptation stood him ? Ser. Very little My judgement could distinguish , she did no sooner Propound , but he accepted . Pol. That was ill , He might with honour stand one or two minutes , Me thinkes it should have startled him a little , To have rememberd me , I have deserv'd At least a cold thought , well pray give it him . Ser.

I shall .

Ser.

Instantly .

Pol.

When ?

Pol. Not so , But take a time when his joy swels him most , When his delights are high and ravishing , When you perceive his soule dance in his eyes , When she that must be his , hath drest her beanty With all her pride , and sends a thousand Cupids To call him to the tasting of her lippe ; Then give him this , and tell him while I live , I le pray for him . Ser.

I shall .

Exeunt . Enter Cassander and Lisimachus . Cas.

There is no way but death .

Lisi. That 's blacke and horrid , Consider sir it was her sinne , not his ; I cannot accuse him , what man could carry A heart so frozen , not to melt at such A glorious flame ? who could not fly to such A happinesse ? Cas. Have you ambition To be a tame foole ? see so vast an injury And not revenge it ? make me not suspect Thy Mother for this sufferance , my Sonne . Lisi.

Pray heare me sir .

Cas. Heare a patient gull , A property , thou hast no blood of mine , If this affront provoke thee not , how canst Be charitable to thy selfe , and let him live To glory in thy shame ? Nor is he innocent ; He had before crept slily into her bosome And practised thy dishonour . Lisi.

You begin to stirre me sir.

Cas. How else could she be guilty Of such contempt of thee ? and in the eye Of all the Kingdome , they conspir'd this staine , When they had cunning meetings , shall thy love And blooming hopes be scattered thus , and Lisimachus Stand idle gazer ? Lisi. What sir will his death Advantage us , if she be false to me ? So irreligious , and to touch her person — Pause we may be observed . Enter Philocles and Lisander . Lisa. 'T is the Protector And his sonne . Phi. Alas poore Gentleman , I pitty His neglect , but am not sorry for his Father . Phi.

T is a strange turne .

Phi.

The whirligigs of women .

Lisa.

Your graces servant .

Cas. I am yours Gentlemen , And should be happy to deserve your loves . Phi.

Now he can flatter .

Lisa. In't sir , to inlarge your sufferings , J have A heart doth wish The Queene had knowne better to reward Your love and merit . Lisa . If you would expresse Your love to me ; pray doe not mention it , I must obey my fate . Phi. She will be marryed To tother Gentleman for certaine then ? Cas.

I hope you le wish em joy .

Phi.

Indeed I will sir.

Lisa.

Your graces servant .

Exit . Cas. We are growne Ridiculous , the pastime of the Court : Here comes another . Enter Seleueus . Sel.

Where 's your sonne my Lord ?

Cas.

Like a neglected servaut of his Mistresse .

Sel.

I would aske him a question .

Cas.

What ?

Sel. Whether the Queene As t is reported , lov'd him , he can tell Whether she promist what they talke of , marriage , Cas.

I can resolve you that sir.

Sel.

She did promise ?

Cas.

Yes .

Sel.

Then shee s a woman , and your sonne ;

Cas.

What ?

Sel. Not worthy his blood , and expectation , If he be calme . Cas.

Th●res no opposing destiny .

Sel.

I would cut the throate .

Cas.

Whose throate ?

Sel. The destinies , that 's all your pardon sir , I am Seleucus still , a poore shaddow O th' world , a walking picture , it concernes Not me , I am forgotten by my starres . Cas. The Queene with more discretion might ha chosen Thee . Sel.

Whom ?

Cas.

Thee Seleucus .

Sel. Me ? I cannot dance , and friske with due activity , My body is lead , I have too much phleame , what should I doe with a Kingdome ? no Arcadius Becomes the cushion , and can please , yet setting Aside the tricke that Ladies of blood looke at , Another man might make a shift to weare Rich cloathes , sit in the chaire of state , and nod , Dare venture on discourse , that does not trench On complement , and thinke the study of armes And arts , more commendable in a Gentleman Than any galliard . Cas. Arcadius , And you were reconcil'd . Sel. We ? yes , oh yes , But t is not manners now to say we are friends , At our equality there had beene reason , But now , subjection is the word . Cas. They are not Yet marryed . Sel. 〈◊〉 make no oath upon t , My Lord Lisimachus , A word . you●e not be angry if I love you , May not a batchellor be made a cuckold ? Lisi.

How sir ?

Cas. Lisimachus , this Gentleman Is worth our embrace , hee s spiritted , And may be usefull . Sel. Harke you , can you tell Where 's the best Dancing-master ? and you meane To rise at Court , practise to caper , farewell The noble science , that makes worke for cutlers , It will be out of fashion to weare swords , Masques , and devices welcome , I salute you . Is it not pitty any division Should be heard out of Musicke ? Oh t will be An excellent age of crotchets ; and of Canters . Buy Captaines that like fooles will spend your blood Out of your Country , you will be of lesse Vse then your feathers , if you returne unman'd You shall be beaten soone to a new march , When you shall thinke it a discretion To sell your glorious buffes to buy fine pumps , And pantables , this is I hope no treason . Enter Areadius leading the Queene , Charia , Eubulus , Lisander , Philocks , Polidor a , servant . Cas.

Wot stay Lisimachus ?

Lisi. Yes sir , And shew a patience above her injury . Arc. This honour is too much , Madam assume Your place , and let Arcadius waite still : T is happinesse enough to be your servant . Cas.

Now he dissembles .

Que.

Sir you must sit .

Arc.

I am obedient .

Que. This is not musicke Sprightly enough , it feeds the soule with melancholy . How sayes Arcadius ? Arc. Give me leave to thinke There is no harmony but in your voyce , And not an accent of your heavenly tongue , But strikes me into rapture , I incline To thinke the tale of Orpheo no fable , T is possible he might inchant the Rockes , And charme the Forrest , soften hell , hell it selfe With his commanding Lute , it is no miracle To what you worke , whose very breath conveyes The hearer into heaven , how at your lips , Day winds gather perfumes , proudly glide away , To disperse sweetnesse round about the world . Sel.

Fine stuffe .

Que.

You cannot flatter .

Arc. Not if I should say Nature had plac'd you here the creatures wonder , And her owne spring , from which all excellence On earths deriv'd , and copyed forth , and when The character of faire , and good in others Is quite worne out , and lost , looking on you It is supplide , and you alone made mortall To feed and keepe alive all beauty . Sel.

Ha , ha , can you indure it Gentlemen ?

Lisa.

What doe you meane ?

Sel. Nay aske him what he meanes , mine is a downe Right laugh . Que.

Well sir proceed .

Arc. At such bright eies the stars do light themselves , At such a forehead Swans renew their white , From such a lip the morning gathers blushes . Sel. The morning is more modest then thy prayses , What a thing does he make her ? Arc. And when you fly to heaven & leave this world No longer maintenance of goodnesse from you , Then Poetry shall lose all use with us , And be no more , since nothing in your absence Is left , that can be worthy of a Verse . Sel.

Ha , ha .

Que.

Whos 's that ?

Sel.

T was I Madam .

Arc.

Seleucus ?

Cas.

Ha ?

Sel.

Yes sir , 't was I that laugh'd .

Arc.

At what ?

Sel.

At nothing .

Lisa.

Containe your selfe Seleucus .

Eub.

Are you mad ?

Que.

Have you ambition to be punishd sir ?

Sel. I need not , t was punishment Enough to heare him make an Idoll of you , he left Out the commendation of your patience , I was a little Mov'd in my nature to heare his codomontados , and Make a monster of his Mistresse , which I pittyed first , But seeing him proceed , I guest he brought you Mirth with his inventions , and so made bold to laugh at it . Que. You are sawcy , Wee le place you where you shannot be so merry , Take him away . Lisa.

Submit your selfe

Arc.

Let me plead for his pardon .

Sel. I wod not owe my life so poorely , beg thy owne When you are King you cannot bribe your destiny . Eub. Good Madam heare me , I feare he is distracted , Brave boy , thou should'st be master of a soule Like his : thy honours more concernd . Sel. 'T is charity , A way wo' mee , ' boy Madam ? Cas.

He has a daring spirit .

Exeunt Sel. Eub Cas. Arc. These and a thousand more affronts I must Expect : your favours draw them all upon me ; In my first state I had no enemies , I was secure while I did grow beneath This expectation , humble valleyes thrive with Their bosomes full of flowers , when the hils melt With lightning , and rough anger of the clouds , Let me retire . Que. And can Arcadius As such a breath be moved , I had opinion Your courage durst have stood a tempest for Our love , can you for this incline to leave What other Princes should in vaine have sued for ? How many Lovers are in Epire now Would throw themselves on danger , not expect one enemy , but empty their owne veines , And thinke the losse of all their blood rewarded , To have one smile of us when they are dying ? And shall this murmure shake you ? Arc. Not deare Madam , My life is such a poore despised thing , In value your least graces , that To lose it were to make my selfe a victory , It is not for my selfe I feare : the envy Of others cannot fasten wound in me Greater , then that your goodnesse should be check'd So daringly . Que. Let not those thoughts afflict thee While we have power to correct the offences Arcadius be mine , this shall confirme it . Arc. I shall forget And lose my way to heaven , that touch had beene Enough to have restor'd me , and infused A spirit of a more celestiall nature , After the tedious absence of my soule , Oh blesse me not too much , one smile a day Would stretch my life to mortality , Poets that wrap divinity in tales , Looke here , and give your coppyes forth of angels , What blessing can remaine ? Que.

Our Marryage .

Arc. Place then some horrors in the way For me , not you to passe , the journeys end Holds out such glories to me , I should thinke Hell but a poore degree of suffering for it , What s that some petition , a Letter to me . You had a Polidora , ha , that s all . I th' minute when my vessels new lanch'd forth , With all my pride and silken winges about me I strike upon a Rocke : what power can save me ? You had a Polidora ; there s a name Kil'd with griefe I can so soone forget her Ser. She did impose on me this service sir , And while she lives she sayes shee le pray for you . Aarc. Shee lives That s well , and yet t were better , for my fame , And honour she were dead , what fate hath plac'd me Vpon this fearefull precipice ? Ser.

Hee s troubled .

Arc. I must resolve , my faith is violated Already , yet poore loving Polidora Will pray for me , she sayes , to thinke she can Render me hated to my selfe , and every Thought 's a tormentor , let me then be just . Que.

Arcadius .

Arc. That voyce prevailes agen , oh Poledora , Thou must forgive Arcadius , I dare not Turne rebell to a Princesse , I shall love Thy vertue , but a Kingdome has a charme To excuse our frailty , dearest Madam . Que.

Now set forward .

Arc.

To perfect all our joyes .

Enter Macarius , and a Bishop , Casander . Mac.

I le fright their glories .

Cas.

By what meanes ?

Mac.

Observe .

Arc.

Our good Vncle , welcome .

Que. My Lord Macarius we did want your person , There 's something in our joyes wherein you share . Mac.

This you intend your highnesse wedding day .

Que.

We are going .

Mac. Save you labour I have brought a Priest to meet you . Arc.

Reverend Father .

Que.

Meete us , why ?

Mac.

To tell you that you must not marry .

Cas.

Didst thou heare that Lisimachus ?

Lisi.

And wonder what will follow .

Que.

We must not marry .

Bish. Madam t is a rule First made in heaven , and I muh needs declare You and Arcadius must tie no knot Of man and wife . Arc.

Is my Vncle mad ?

Que. Ioy has transported him , Or age has made him dote , Macarius Provoke us not too much , you will presume Above our mercy . Mac. I le discharge my duty , Could your frowne strike me dead , my Lord you know Whose character this is . Cas. It is Thedosius . Your graces Father . Bis.

I am subscrib'd a witnesse .

Phi.

Vpon my life 't is his .

Mac.

Feare not , I le crosse this match .

Cas.

I le blesse thee for 't .

Arc. Vncle dee know what you doe , or what we are Going to finish , you will not breake the necke of my glorious Fortune , now my footes i th' stirrups and mounting , Throw me over the saddle , I hope you le let one Be a King , Madam 't is as you say , My Vncle is something craz'd , there is a worme In 's braine , but I beseech you pardon him , he is Not the first of your counsell , that has talk'd Idly , d ee heare my Lord Bishop , I hope You have more religion then to joyne with him To undoe me . Bis. Not I sir , but I am commanded by oath , And conscience to speake truth . Arc. If your truth should doe me any harme , I shall never Be in charity with a Croziers staffe , looke too 't . Que.

My youngest Brother ,

Cas.

Worse and worse , my braines .

Mac. Deliver to me an Infant with this writing , To which this reverend Father is a witnesse . Lisa.

This he whom we so long thought dead , a childe .

Que. But what should make my father to trust him To your concealement ? give abroad his death , and bury An empty coffin ? Mac. A jealousie he had Vpon Cassander , whose ambitious braine He fear'd would make no conscience to depose His sonne , to make Lisimachus King of Epire. Que. He made no scruple to expose me then To any danger ? Mac. He secur'd you Madam By an earely engagement of your affection To Lisimachus , exempt this testimony , Had he beene Arcadius , and my Nephew I needed not obtrude him on the state , Your Love and marriage had made him King Without my trouble , and sav'd that ambition There was necessity to open now His birth , and title . Phi.

Demetrius alive .

Arc.

What riddles are these , whom do they talk of ?

Omn. Congratulate your returne to life , and honor , And as becomes us , with one voyce salute you Demetrius King of Epire. Mac. I am no Vncle , sir , this is your sister , I should have suffered incest to have kept you Longer i th' darke , love , and be happy both , My trust is now discharg'd . Lisa.

And we rejoyce .

Arc. But doe not mooke me Gentlemen , May I be bold upon your words to say I am Prince Thedosius sonne . Mac.

The King .

Arc. You le justifie it ? Sister I am very glad to see you . Sop. I am to finde a brother , and refigne my glory , My triumph is my shame . exit . Enter Cassander . Cas.

Thine eare Lisimachus .

Arc. Gentlemen I owe Vnto your loves , as large acknowledgement As to my birth for this greath onour , and My study shall be equall to be thought Worthy of both . Cas.

Thou art turn'd Marble .

Lisi.

There will be the lesse charge for my monument .

Cas.

This must not be , fit fast young King .

Exit . Lisa.

Your fister sir is gone .

Arc. My sister should have beene my Bride , that name Puts me in minde of Polidora , ha ? Lisander , Philocles , Gentlemen , If you will have me thinke your hearts allow me Thedosius sonne , oh quickely snatch some wings , Expresse it in your haste to Polidora , Tell her what title is new dropt from Heaven To make her rich ; onely created for me , Give her the ceremony of my Queene , With all the state that may become our Bride Attend her to this throne ; are you not there ? Yet stay , t is too much pride to send for her , Wee le goe our selfe , no honour is enough For Polidora , to redeeme our fault Salute her gently from me , and upon Your knee , present her with this Diademe , T is our first gift , tell her Demetrius followes To be her guest , and give himselfe a servant To her chaste bosome , bid her stretch her heart To meet me , I am lost in joy and wonder . Exeunt Omnes .

Actus Quartus . Enter Cassander , Eubulus , Souldier . Cas.

WHere 's the Captaine of the Castle ?

Sol.

Hee le attend your honours presently .

Cas.

Give him knowledge we expect him .

Sol.

I shall my Lord .

Exit . Cas. He is my creature , feare not , And shall runne any course that we proposd . Eub. My Lord , I like the substance of your plot , T is promising , but matters of this consequence Are not so easily perfect , and it does Concerne our heads to build upon secure Principles , though Seleucus , I confesse , Carry a high , and daring spirit in him , T is hard to thrust upon the state new setled Any impostor , and we know not yet Whether hee le undertake to play the Prince ; Or if he should accept it , with what cunning He can behave himselfe . Cas. My Lord , affaires Of such a glorious nature , are halfe finish'd When they beginne with confidence . Fub. Admit He want no art , nor courage , it must rest Vpon the people to receive his title , And with what danger their uncertaine breath May flatter ours , Demetrius scarcely warme In the Kings seate , I may suspect . Cas. That reason Makes for our part , for if it be so probable , That young Demetrius should be living , why May not we worke them to beleeve Leonatus The eldest sonne was by some tricke preserv'd And now would clame his owne : there were two sons , Who in their Fathers life we supposed dead , May not we finde a circumstance to make This seeme as cleare as t'other , let the vulgar Be once possest , wee le carry Epire from ▪ Demetrius , and the world . Eub. I could be pleasd To see my sonne a King . Enter Poleanus . The Captaiues here . Pol.

I waite your Lordships pleasure .

Cas. We come to visit your late prisoners , I will not doubt , but you intreate him fairely He will deserve it for himselfe , and you Be fortunate in any occasion To have exprest your service . Pol. Sir , the knowledge Of my honourable Lord his Father , will Instruct me to behave my selfe with all Respects becomming me , to such a sonne . Cas. These things will least Obleige you , but how beares he his restraint ? Pol.

As one whose soule 's above it .

Eub.

Patiently ?

Pol. With contempt rather of the great command Which made him prisoner , he will talke sometimes So strangely to himselfe . Eub.

Hee 's here .

Enter Seleucus . Sel. Why was I borne to be a subject ? 't is Soone answer'd , sure my Father was no Prince , That s all , the same ingredience use to make A man , as active , though not royall blood Went to my composition , and I Was gotten with as good a will perhaps , And my birth cost my mother as much sorrow , As I had beene borne an Emperour . Cas. While I looke Vpon him , something in his face presents A King indeed . Eub. He does resemble much Thedosius too . Cas. Whose sonne we would pretend him , This will advance our plot , Sel. T is but a name , And meere opinion , that preferres one man Above another , I le imagine then I am a P rince , or some brave thing on earth , And see what followes , but it must not be My fingle voyce will carry it , the name Of King must be attended with a troope Of acclamations , on whose ayrie Wings He mounts , and once exalted threatens Heaven , And all the starres : how to acquire this noyse , And be the thing I talke of , men have rise From a more cheape nobility to Empires , From darke originalls , and sordid blood , Nay some that had no fathers , sons of the earth , And flying people , have aspir'd to Kingdomes , Made nations tremble , any have practis'd frownes To awe the world , their memory is glorious , And I would hugge them in their shades , but what s All this to me ; that am I know not what , And lesse in expectation ? Pol.

Are you serious ?

Cas.

Will you assist , and runne a fate with us .

Pol.

Command my life , I owe it to your favour .

Sel. Arcadius was once as farre from being As I , and had we not so cunningly Beene reconcil'd , or one , or both had gone To seeke our fortunes in another world ; What 's the device now ? If my death be next , The summons shall not make me once looke pale . Cas. Chide your too vaine suspitions , we bring A life , and liberty , with what else can make Thy ambition happie , th' ast a glorious flame We come to advance it . Sel.

How ?

Cas. Have but a will , And be what thy owne thoughts dare prompt thee to , A King . Sel. You doe not mocke me Gentlemen , You are my father sir. Eub. This minute shall Declare it my Seleucus , our hearts swel'd With joy , with duty rather , oh my boy ! Sel.

What 's the mistery ?

Pol.

You must be a King .

Cas. Seleucus , stay thou art too incredulous , Let not our faith , and studdy to exalt thee , Be so rewarded . Eub. I pronounce thee King Vnlesse thy spirit be turn'd coward , and Thou faint to accept it . Sel.

King of what ?

Cas.

Of Epire.

Sel. Although the Queen since she sent me hither Were gone to Heaven I know not how That title could devolve to me . Cas. We have No Queene , since he that should have marryed her , Is prov'd her youngest brother , and now King In his owne title . Sel. Thanke you Gentlemen , There 's hope for me . Cas. Why , you dare fight with him And need be , for the Kingdome . Sel. With Arcadius , If you le make stakes , my life against his crowne , I le fight with him , and you , and your fine sonne , And all the Courtiers one after another . Cas.

'T wonot come to that .

Sel.

I am of your Lordships minde , so fare you well

Cas.

Yet stay and heare -

Sel. What ? that you have betraide me , Doe , tell your King , my life is growne a burden , And I le confesse , and make your soules looke pale , To see how nimble mine shall leape this battlement Of flesh , and dying , laugh at your poore malice . omnes .

No more , long live Leonatus King of Epire.

Sol.

Leonatus , who 's that ?

Cas. Be bold and be a King , our braines have beene Working to raise you to this height , here are None but friends , dare you but call your selfe Leonatus , and but justifie with confidence What wee le proclaime you , if we doe not bring The Crowne to your head , we will forfeit ours . Eub. The state is in distraction , Arcadius Is prov'd a King , there was an elder brother , If you dare but pronounce , you are the same , Forget you are my sonne . Pol. These are no trifles , sir , all is plotted To assure your greatnesse , if you will be wise , And take the faire occasion that 's presented . Sel. Arcadius , you say , is lawfull King , And now to depose him , you would make me An elder brother , is 't not so ? Cas.

Most right .

Sel.

Nay , right or wrong , if this be your true meaning .

Omnes .

Vpon our lives .

Sel. I le venture mine , but with your pardon , Whose braine was this ? from whom tooke this plot life ? Eub.

My Lord Cassander .

Sel. And you are of his minde ? and you ? and thinke This may be done ? Eub. The destinies shall not crosse us , if you have Spirit to undertake it . Sel. Vndertake it ? I am not us'd to complement , I le owe My life to you , my fortunes to your Lordship , Compose me as you please , and when y 'ave made Me what you promise , you shall both divide Me equally , one word my Lord , I had rather Live in the prison still , then be a propency To advance his politicke ends . Eub.

Have no suspition .

Cas. So , so , I see Demetrius heeles already Trip'd up , and I le dispatch him out o th' way , Which gone , I can depose this at my leasure Being an Impostor , then my sonne stands faire , And may peece with the Princesse , we lose time , What thinke you , if we first surprize the Court , While you command the Castle , we shall curbe All opposition . Eub. Let 's proclaime him first . I have some faction , the people love me , They gain'd to us , wee le fall upon the Court. Cas.

Vnlesse Demetrius yeeld himselfe he bleeds .

Sel.

Who dares call treason sinne , when it sueceeds ?

Execunt Omnes Enter Sophia and Charilla . Cha. Madam , you are too passionate , and lose The greatnesse of your soule , with the expence Of too much griefe , for that which providence Hath eas'd you of , the burden of a state Above your tender bearing . Sop. Thar' t a foole , And canst not reach the spirit of a Lady , Borne great as I was , and made onely lesse By a too cruell destiny , above Our tender bearing ? what goes richer to The composition of man , then ours ? Our soule as free , and spacious , our heart 's As great , our will as large , each thought as active , And in this onely man more proud then wee , That would have us lesse capable of Empire , But search the stories , and the name of Queene Shines bright with glory , and some precedents Above mans imitation . Cha. I grant it For the honour of our sex , nor have you , Madam , By any weakenesse forfeited command , He that succeeds , in justice , was before you , And you have gain'd more in a royall brother Then you could lose by your refigne of Epire. Sop. This I allow Charilla , I ha done ; T is not the thought I am deposd afflicts me , At the same time I feele a joy to know My Brother living : no , there is another Wound in me above cure . Cha.

Vertue forbid .

Sop.

Canst finde me out a Surgeon for that ?

Cha.

For what ?

Sop.

My bleeding fame .

Cha. Oh doe not injure Your owne cleare innocence . Sop. Doe not flatter me , I have beene guilty of an act , will make All love in women questioned , is not that A blot upon a Virgins name ? my birth Cannot extenuate my shame , I am Become the staine of Epire. Cha. T is but Your owne opinon , Madam , which presents Something to fright your selfe , which cannot Be in the same shape so horrid to our sense . Sop. Thou wod'st but canst not appeare ignorant , Did not the Court , nay , the whole Kingdome , take Notice I lov'd Lisimachus ? Cha.

True Madam .

Sop. No. I was false Though counseld by my Father to affect him , I had my politicke ends upon Cassander , To be absolute Queene , flattering his son with hopes Of love and marriage , when that very day I blush to thinke I wrong'd Lisimachus , That noble Gentleman , but heaven punish'd me ; For though to know Demetrius was a blessing , Yet who will not impute it my dishonour . Cha. Madam , you yet may recompence Lisimachus , If you affect him now , you were not false To him whom then you lov'd not , if you can Finde any gentle passion in your soule To entertaine his thought , no doubt his heart , Though sad , retaines a noble will to meet it , His love was firme to you , and cannot be Vnrooted with one storme . Sop. He will not sure Trust any language from her tongue that mock'd him , Although my soule doth weepe for 't , and is punish'd To love him above the world . Enter Lisimachus . Cha. Hee s here As fate would have him reconcild , be free , And speake your thoughts . Lisi. If Madam I appeare Too bold , your charity will signe my pardon : I heard you were not well , which made me haste To pay the duty of an humble visite . Sop.

You doe not mocke me sir.

Lisi. I am confident You thinke me not so lost to manners , in The knowledge of your person , to bring with me Such rudenesse , I have nothing to present , But a heart full of wishes for your health , And what else may be added to your happinesse . Sop.

I thought you had beene sensible .

Lisi.

How Madam ?

Sop. A man of understanding , can you spend One prayer for me , remembring the dishonour I have done Lisimachus ? Lisi. Nothing can deface that part of my Religion in me , not to pray for you . Sop. It is not then impossible you may Forgive me too , indeed I have a soule Is full of penitence , and something else , If blushing would allow to give 't a name . Lisi.

What Madam ?

Sop. Love , a love that should redeeme My past offence , and make me white againe . Lisi. I hope no sadnesse can possesse your thoughts For me , I am not worthy of this sorrow , But if you meane it any satisfaction For what your will hath made me suffer , 't is But a strange overflow of charity , To keepe me still alive , be your selfe Madam , And let no cause of mine , be guilty of This rape upon your eyes , my name 's not worth The least of all your teares . Sop.

You thinke em counterfeit .

Lisi. Although I may Suspect a womans smile hereafter , yet I would beleeve their wet eyes , and if this Be what you promise , for my sake , I have But one reply . Sop.

I waite it .

Lisi. I have now Another Mistresse . Sop.

Stay .

Lisi. To whom I have made Since your revolt from me , a new chaste vow , Which not the second malice of my fate Shall violate , and she deserves it Madam , Even for that wherein you are excellent , Beauty , in which she shines equall to you Her vertue , if she but maintaine what now She is Mistresse of , beyond all competition , So rich it cannot know to be improv'd , At least in my esteeme , I may offend , But truth shall justifie , I have not flatterd her , I beg your pardon , and to leave my duty Vpon your hand , all that is good flow in you . Exit . Sop. Did he not say Charilla , that he had Another Mistresse ? Cha. Such a sound me thought Came from him . Sop. Let 's remove , here 's too much ayre , The sad note multiplies . Cha. Take courage Madam , And my advice , he has another Mistresse , If he have twenty , be you wise , and crosse him With entertaining twice as many servants , And when he sees your humour hee le returne , And sue for any Livery , grieve for this , It must be she , 't is Polidora has Taken his heart , she live my rivall , How does the thought inflame me . Cha.

Polidora ?

Sop. And yet she does but justly , and he too ; I would have rob'd her of Areadius heart , And they will both have this revenge on me , But something will rebell . Exit . Enter Demetrius , Philocles , Lisander . De. The house is desolate , none comes forth to meete us , Shee s slow to entertaine us , Philocles , I prethee tell me , did she weare no cloud Vpon her brow , wast freely that she said We should be welcome . Phi. To my apprehension , Yet t is my wonder she appeares not . Lisa. She nor any other , Sure there 's some conceite To excuse it . Dem.

Stay , who 's this ? observe what followes ?

Phi.

Fortune ? some maske to entertaine you sir.

Enter Fortune crown'd , attended with Youth , Health , and Pleasure . For. Not yet ? what silence doth inhabite here ? No preparation to bid Fortune welcome ! Fortune the genious of the world , have we Descended from our pride , and state to come So farre attended with our darlings , Youth Pleasure , and Health , to be neglected thus ? Sure this is not the place ? call hither Fame . Enter Fame . Fa.

What would great Fortune ?

For. Know , Who dwels here . Fa. Once more I report great Queene , This is the house of Love . For. It cannot be , This place has too much shade , and lookes as if It had beene quite forgotten of the Spring , And sunne beames Love , affect society And heate , here all is cold as the haires of Winter , No harmony to catch the busie eare Of passengers , no object of delight , To take the wandring eyes , no song , no grone Of Lovers , no complaint of Willow garlands , Love has a Beacon upon his palace top Of flaming hearts , to call the weary pilgrime To rest , and dwell with him , I see no fire To threaten , or to warme , can Love dwell here ? Fa. If there be noble love upon the world , Trust Fame , and finde it here . For. Make good your boast and bring him to us . De.

What does meane all this ?

Lisa. I told you sir we should have some device , Enter Love . There 's Cupid now , that little Gentleman , Has troubled every masque at Court this seven yeare . Dem.

No more .

Love . Welcome to Love , how much you honor me ! It had become me , that upon your summons I should have waited upon mighty Fortune , But since you have vouchsafed to visite me ; All the delights Love can invent , shall flow To entertaine you , Musicke through the ayre Shoote your inticing harmony . For.

We came to dance and revell with you

Lov. I am poore In my ambition , and want thought to reach How much you honor Love . Dance . Enter Honour . Hon. What intrusion 's this ? Whom doe you seeke here . Lov.

T is Honour .

For.

He 'e my servant .

Lov.

Fortune is come to visit us .

Hon. And has Corrupted Love , is this thy faith to her , On whom we both waite , to betray her thus To Fortunes triumph , take her giddy wheele , And be no more companion to honour I blush to know thee , whole beleeve there can Be truth in Love hereafter ? Lov. I have found My eyes , and see my shame , and with it , this Proud sorceresse , from whom , and all her charmes , I flye agen to Honour , be my guard , Without thee I am lost and cannot boast , The merit of a name . For. Dispis'd ? I shall Remember this affront . Dem. What morral 's this ? Exeunt . Enter Honour with the Crowne upon a mourning Cushion . What melancholly object strikes a suddaine Chillnesse through all my veines , and turnes me Ice ? It is the same I sent , the very same , As the first pledge of her insuing greatnesse , Why in this mourning livery , if she live To whom I sent it ? ha , what shape of sorrow ? Enter Polidora in mourning . It is not Polidora , she was faire Enough , and wanted not the setting off With such a blacke , if thou beest Polidora , Why mournes my love ? it neither does become Thy fortune nor my joyes . Pol. But it becomes My griefes , this habit fits a funerall , And it were sinne , my Lord , not to lament A frie ndnew dead . Dem. And I yet living ? can A sorrow enter but upon thy garment , Or discomplexion thy attire , whilst I Enjoy a life for thee ? who can deserve Weigh'd with thy living comforts , but a peice Of all this Ceremony ? give him a name Pol.

He was Arcadius .

Dem ,

Arcadius ?

Pol. A Gentleman that lov'd me dearely once , And does compell these poore , and fruitlesse drops , Which willingly would fall upon his hearse , To imbalme him twice . Dem.

And are you sure hee s dead ?

Pol. As sure as you 're living sir , and yet I did not close his eyes , but he is dead , And I shall never see the same Arcadius , He was a man so rich in all that 's good , At least J thought him so , so perfect in The rules of honour , whom alone to imitate Were glory in a Prince , Nature her selfe Till his creation wrought imperfectly , As she had made but tryall of the rest , To mould him excellent . Dem. And is he dead ? Come , shame him not with praises , recollect Thy scattered hopes , and let me tell my best , And dearest Polidora , that he lives , Still lives to honour thee . Pol.

Lives , where ?

Dem. Looke here . Am not I worth your knowledge ? Pol. And my duty , You are Demetrius King of Epire , sir. I could not easily mistake him so , To whom I gave my heart . Dem. Mine is not chang'd , But still hath fed upon thy memory , These honours , and additions of state Are lent me for thy sake , be not so strange , Let me not lose my entertainement now I am improv'd , and raisd unto the height , Beneath which , I did blush to aske thy love . Pol. Give me your pardon sir , Arcadius , At our last meeting without argument To move him more then his affection to me , Vow'd he did love me ; love me bove all women , And to confirme his heart was truely mine , He wish'd , I tremble to remember it , When he forsooke his Polidora's love , That Heaven might kill his happinesse on earth : Was not this nobly said , did not this promise A truth to shame the Turtles ? Dem. And his heart Is still the same , and I thy coustant Lover . Pol. Give me your leave I pray , I would not say Arcadius was perjur'd , but the same day Forgetting all his promises , and oathes , While yet they hung upon his lips , for sooke me , D ee not remember this too , gave his faith From me , transported with the noyse of greatnesse , And would be marryed to a Kingdome . Dem. But heaven permitted not I should dispose What was ordain'd for thee . Pol. It was not vertue In him , for sure he found no checke , no sting In his owne bosome , but gave freely all The reines to blind ambition . Dem. I am wounded , The thought of thee i th' throng of all my eyes , Like poyson powr'd in Nectar , turnes me franticke , Deare , if Arcadius have made a fault , Let not Demetrius be punishd for 't , He pleads that ever will be constant to thee . Pol. Shall I beleeve mans flatteries agen , Lose my sweete rest , and peace of thought agen , Be drawne by you , from the streight paths of vertue Into the maze of Love . Dem. I see compassion in thy eye , that chides me If I have either soule , but what 's containd Within these words , or if one sillable Of their full force , be not made good by me , May all relenting thoughts in you take end , And thy disdaine be doubled , from thy pardon , I le count my Coronation , and that houre Fix with a rubricke in my Calender , As an auspicious time to entertaine Affaires of weight with Princes , thinke who now Intreates thy mercy , come thou sha't be kinde , And divide titles with me Pol , Heare me sir , I lov'd you once for vertue , and havē not A thought so much unguarded as to be wonne From my truth , and innocence with any Motives of state to affect you , Your bright temptation mournes while it staies here Nor can the triumph of glory , which made you Forget me , so court my opinion backe , Were you no King , I should be sooner drawne Againe to love you , but t is now too late , A low obedience shall become me best : May all the joyes I want Still waite on you , if time hereafter tell you That sorrow for your fault hath strucke me dead , May one soft teare drop from your eye , in pitty Bedew my hearse , and I shall sleepe securely I have but one word more for goodnesse sake , For your owne honour sir correct your passion To her you shall love next , and I forgive you . Exit . Dem. Her heart is frozen up , nor can warme prayers Thaw it to any softnesse . Phi.

I le fetch her sir againe .

Dem.

Perswade her not .

Phi. You give your passion too much leave to triumph . Seeke in another what she denies . Enter Macarius Mac. Where 's the King ? oh sir , you are undone , A dangerous treason is a foote . Dem.

What treason ?

Mac. Cassander , and Eubulus havē proclaim'd Another King , whom they pretend to be Leonatus your elder brother , he that was , But this morning prisoner in the Castle . Dem.

Ha ?

Mac. The easie Epirotes Gather in multitudes to advance his title , They have seased upon the Court , secure your person Whilst we raise power to curbe this insurrection . Ant.

Lose no time then .

Dem. We will not arme one man , Speake it agen , have I a brother living ? And must be no King . Mac.

What meanes your grace ?

Dem. This newes doth speake me happy , it exalts My heart , and makes me capable of more Then twenty Kingdomes . Phi. Will you not sir , stand Vpon your guard ? Dem. I le stand upon my honour , Mercy releives me . Lisa.

Will you lose the Kingdome ?

Dem. The worlds too poore to bribe me , leave Me all , lest you extenuate my fame , and I Be thought to have redeem'd it by your counsell , You shall not share one scruple in the honour ; Titles may set a glosse upon our name , But vertue onely is the soule of Fame . Mac.

He 's strangely possest Gentlemen .

Exeunt Omnes .

Actus Quintus . Enter Philocles , and Lisander . Phi.

HEre 's a strange turne , Lisander .

Lisa. T is a Kingdome Easily purchasd , who will trust the faith Of multitudes ? Phi. It was his fault , that would So tamely give him title to their mercy , The nēw King has possession . Lisa. And is like To keep 't , we are alone , what doft thinke of This innovation ? if t not a fine ligge ? A precious cunning in the late Protector To shuffle a new Prince into the state . Phi. I know not how they have shuffled , but my head on 't A false card is turn'd up trump , but fates looke too 't . Enter Cassander and Eubulus . Eub.

Does he not carry it bravely .

Cas. Excellently . Philocles Lisander . Phi. Lis. Your Lordships servants , Are we not bound to heaven , for multiplying These blessings on the Kingdome . Phi. Heaven alone Workes miracles my Lord . Lisa. I thinke your Lordship Had as little hope once , to see these Princes Revive . Phi. Here we must place our thankes , Next providence , for preserving So deere a pledge . Enter Leonatus attended . Eub.

The King .

Leo. It is our pleasure The number of our guard be doubled , give A Largesse to the Soldiers ; but dismisse not The troopes till we command . Cas.

May it please .

Leo. It will not please us otherwise , my Lord , We have tride your faith , Eub.

Does he not speakē with confidence ?

Leo. My Lords , and Gentlemen , to whose faith we must Owe next to heaven our fortune , and our safety , After a tedious eclipse , the day Is bright , and we invested in those honours , Our blood , and birth did challenge . Cas. May no time Be registred in our annalls , that shall mention One that had life to oppose your sacred person , Leo. Let them whose titles forg'd and flaw'd suspect Their states security , our right to Epire , Heaven is oblig'd to prosper , treason has No face so blacke to fright it , all my cares Levell to this , that I may worthily Manage the province , and advance the honour Of our deere Country , and be confident , If an expence of blood , may give addition Of any happinesse to you , I shall Offer my heart the sacrifice , and rejo●e To make my selfe a ghost , to have inscrib'd Vpon my marble , but whose cause I dyed for . Enb.

May Heaven avert such danger .

Cas. Excellent Prince , In whom we see the Coppy of his Father None but the sonne of Theodosius , Could have spoke thus . Leo. You are pleasd to interpret well , Yet give me leave to say in my owne justice , I have but exprest the promptnesse of my soule To serve you all , but t is not empty wishes Can satisfie our mighty charge , a weight Would make an Atlas double , a Kings name Doth sound harmoniously to men at distance , And those who cannot penetrate beyond The barke , and outskinne of a common wealth , Or state , have eyes but ravish'd with the Ceremony That must attend a Prince , and understand not What cares allay the glories of a Crowne , But good Kings finde and feele the contrary , You have tride , my Lord ▪ the burden , and can tell It would require a Pilote of more yeares To steere this Kingdome , now impos'd on me , By justice of my birth . Cas. I wish not life , But to partake those happy dayes , which must Succeed these faire proceedings , we are blest , But sir be sparing to your selfe , we shall Hazard our joyes in you too soone , the burden Of statē affaires impose upon your counsell . T is fitter that we waste our lives then you , Call age too soone upon you with the trouble , And cares that threaten such an undertaking , Preserve your youth . Leo. And choose you our protector , I st that you would conclude my Lord ? We will Deserve our subjects faith for our owne sake , Not sit an idle gazer at the helme Enter Messenger . Phi. How observ'd you that , Marke how Cassander's planet strucke . Eu. He might have lookd more calmely for all that I begin to feare ; but doe not yet seeme troubled . Leo. With what newes travailes his hast ? I must secure My selfe betimes , not be a King in jest , And weare my crowne a tenant to their breath . Cas. Demetrius sir , your brother , With other traytors that oppose your claimes Are fled to the Castle of Nestorius And fortifie . Mes.

I said not so my Lord .

Cas.

I le have it thought so , hence .

Exit Messen. Leo. Plant forces to batter The wals , and in their ruine bring us word They live not . Eub.

Good sir heare me .

Cas. Let it worke , Were Demetrius dead , we easily might uncrowne This swolne impostor , and my sonne be faire To peice with young Sophia , who I heare Repents her late affront . Eub. Their lives may doe You service , let not blood staine your beginnings The people not yet warme in their allegiancē , May thinke it worth their tumult to revenge it With hazard of your selfe . Leo. Who dares but thinke it ? Yet offer first our mercy , if they yeeld , Demetrius must not live , my Lord your counsell , What if he were in heaven ? Cas. You have my consent , You shannot stay long after him . Leo. Sophia is Not my sister , To prevent al that may indanger us , wee 'l marry her That done no matter though we stand discover'd , For in her title then we are King of Epire , Without dispute . Cas. Hum ? in my judgement sir , That wonot doe so well . Leo.

What s your opinion ?

Cas.

He countermines my plot : are you so cunning

Leo.

What s that you mutter sir ?

Cas.

I mutter sir ?

Leo. Best say I am no King , but some impostor Rais'd up to gull the state . Cas. Very fine to have said within Few houres you 'd beene no King , nor like to be , Was not in the compasse of high treason I take it . Eub.

Restraine your anger , the Kings mov'd , speake not ,

Cas. I will speake louder , doe I not know him ? That selfe same hand that raisd him to the throne Shall plu ke him from it , is this my reward ? Leo.

Our guard , to prison with him ,

Cas.

Me to prison ?

Leo.

Off with his head .

Cas.

My head ?

Eub.

Vouchsafe to heare me , great sir.

Cas. How dares he be so insolent ? J ha wrought my selfe into a fine condition , D ee know me Gentlemen ? Phi. Very well my Lord ; How are we bound to heaven for multiplying These blessings on the Kingdome . Leo.

We allow it .

Eub.

Counsell did never blast a Princes ēare .

Leo. Convey him to the sanctuary of rebels , Nestorius house , where our proud brother has ensconsd himselfe , they le entertaine him lovingly , He will be a good addition to the traitors , Obey me or you dye for 't , what are Kings When subjects dare affrout em . Cas. I shall vex Thy soule for this . Leo. Away with him , when Kings Frowne , let offenders tremble , this flowes not From any cruelty in my nature , but The fate of an usurper , he that will Be confirm'd great without just title to it , Must lose compassion , know what s good , not doe it . Exeunt . Enter Polidora and her servant . Ser.

Madam , the Princesse Sophia .

Pol. I attend her highnesse . Enter Sophia . How much your grace honours your humble servant Sop.

I hope my brother 's well .

Pol.

I hope so too Madam .

Sop.

Doe you but hope ? he came to be your guest .

Pol. We are all his whilst he is pleasd to honour This poore roofe with his royall presence Madam . Sop.

I came to aske your pardon Polidora ,

Pol. You never Madam trespas'd upon me , Wrong not your goodnesse . Sop. I can be but penitent , Vnlesse you point me out some other way To satisfie . Pol.

Deere Madam doe not mocke me .

Sop. there is no injury like that to love , I finde it now in my owne sufferings , But though I would have rob'd thee of Arcadius Heaven knew a way to reconcile your hearts , And punishd me in those joyes you have found , I read the story of my losse of honour , Yet can rejoyce , and heartily , that you Have met your owne agen . Pol.

Whom doe you meane ?

Sop.

My brother .

Pol. He is found to himselfe and honour , He is my King , and though I must acknowledge He was the glory of my thoughts , and I Lov'd him as you did Madam , with desire To be made his , reason , and duty since , Form'd me to other knowledge , and I now Looke on him without any wish of more Then to be call'd his subject . Sop. Has he made Himselfe lesse capable by being King . Pol.

Of what ?

Sop.

Of your affection .

Pol. With your pardon Madam . Love in that sense you meane , lest Polidora When he forsooke Arcadius , I disclaime All tyes betweene us , more then what a name Of King must challenge from my obedience . Sop. This does confirme my jealousie , my heart , For my sake Madam , has he lost his value ? Pol. Let me beseech your grace , I may have leave To answer in some other cause , or person , This argument but opens a sad wound To make it bleed a fresh , we may change this Discourse , I would elect some subject , whose Prayses may more delight your care then this Can mine ; let 's talke of young Lisimachus . Sop.

Ha ? my presaging feares .

Pol.

How does your grace ?

Sop. Well , you were talking of Lisimachus , Pray give me your opinion of him . Pol. Mine ? It will be much short of his worth , J thinke him A gentleman so perfect in all goodnesse , That if there be one in the world deserves The best of women , heaven created him , To make her happy . Sop. You have in a little , Madam , Exprest a Volume of mankind , a miracle , But all have not the same degree of faith , He is but young . Pol. What mistresse would desire Her servant old ? he has both Spring to please Her eye , and Summer to returne a harvest . Sop.

He is blacke .

Pol. He sets a beauty off more rich , And she that s faire will love him , faint complections Betray effeminate mindes , and love of change , Two beauties in a bed , compound few men , He 's not so faire to counterfeit a woman , Nor yet so blacke , but blushes may betray His modesty . Sop.

His proportion exceeds not .

Pol. That praises him , and well compacted frame Speakes temper , and sweet flow of elements , Vast buildings are more off for shew then use , I would not have my eyes put to the travell Of many acres , ere I could examine A man from head to foote , he has no great , But he may boast , an eligant composition . Sop. I le heare no more , you have so farre outdone My injuries to you , that I call backe My penitence , and must tell Polidora , This revenge ill becomes her . Am I thought So lost in soule to heare , and forgive this ? In what shade doe I live ? or shall I thinke I have not at the lowest enough merit , Setting aside my birth , to poyze with yours , Forgive my modest thoughts , if I rise up My ownē defence , and tell this unjust Lady So great a Winter hath not frozen yet My cheeke , but there is something nature planted , That carries as much bloome , and spring upon 't As yours , what flame is in your eye , but may Finde competition here ( forgive agen My Virgin honour , ) what is in your lip , To tice the enamour'd soule , to dwell with more Ambition then the yet unwithered blush That speakes the innocence of mine . Enter Demetrius . Oh brother ? Dem. I le talke with you anon , my Polidora , Allow thy patience till my breath recover Which now comes laden with the richest newes Thy eare was ever blest with . Sop. Both your lookes , And voyce expresse some welcome accident . De. Guesse what in wish could make me fortunate And heaven hath dropt that on Demetrius . Sop.

What meanes this extasie ?

Dem. T were sinne to busie Thy thoughts upon 't , I le tell thee that I could Retaine some part , t is too wide a joy To be exprest so soone , and yet it falls In a few sillables , thou wot scarce beleeve me , I am no King . Sop.

How s that !

Pol.

Good heaven forbid .

De. Forbid ? Heaven has releiv'd me with a mercy I knew not how to aske , I have they say An elder brother living , crown'd already , I onely keepe my name Demetrius , Without desire of more addition , Then to returne thy servant . Pol. You amaze me , Can you rejoyce to be deposd : Dem. It but Translates me to a fairer and better Kingdome In Polidora . Pol.

Mee ?

Dem. Did you not say , Were I no King you could be drawne to love Me agen , that was consented to in Heaven , A Kingdome first betray'd my ambitious soule To forget thee , that , and the flattering glories , How willingly Demetrius doe resigne , The Angels know , thus naked without titles I throw me on thy charity , and shall Boast greater Empire to be thine agen , then To weare the triumphs of the world upon me . Enter Macarius . Mac. Be not so carelesse of your selfe , the people Gather in multitudes , to your protection Offering their lives , and fortunes , if they may But see you sir , and heare you speake to em , Accept their duties , and in time prevent Your ruine . Sop.

Be not desperate , t is counsell .

Dem.

You trouble me with noyse , speake Polidora

Pol. For your owne sake preserve your selfe , My feares distract my reason . Enter Antigonus . Ant. Lord Lisimachus With something that concernes your safety , is Fled hither , and desires a present hearing . Mac. His soule is honest , be not sir a mad man , And for a Lady give up all our freedomes . Exit . Pol.

I le say any thing here Lisimachus .

Sop.

Deare brother heare him .

Enter Lisimachus . Lisi. Sir , I come to yeeld My selfe your prisoner , if my father have Raisd an Impostor to supplant your title Which I suspect and inwardly doe bleed for . I shall not onely by the tender of My selfe declare my innocence , but either By my unworthy life secure your person , Or by what death you shall impose , reward The unexpected treason . Sop. Brave young man , Did you not heare him brother ? Lisi.

I am not minded .

Pol. Be witnesse Madam , I resigne my heart It never was anothers , you declare Too great a satisfaction , I hope This will destroy your jealousie , Remember now your danger . Dem. I dispise it , What fate dares injure me ? Lisi.

Yet heare me sir.

Sop. Forgive me Polidora , you are happy , My hopes are remov'd farther , I had thought Lisimachus had meant you for his mistresse , T is misery to feed , and not know where To place my jealousie . Enter Macarius . Mac. Now t is too late , You may be deafe , untill the Cannon make , You finde your sence , we are shut up now by A troupe of Horse , thanke your selfe . Pol. They will Admit conditions . Sop.

And allow us quarter .

a shout within . Pol.

We are all lost .

Dem.

Be comforted .

Enter Antigonus . Ant. Newes my Lord Cassander sent by the new King . To beare us company . Dem.

Not as prisoner ?

Ant. It does appeare no otherwise , the souldiers Declare how much they love him , by their noyse Of scorne , and joy to see him so rewarded . Dem.

It cannot be .

Ant. You le finde it presently , He curses the new King , talkes treason gainst him As nimble as he were in 's shirt , he 's here , Enter Cassander . Cas. Oh let me beg untill my knees take roote I th' earth , sir , can you pardon me ? Dem.

For what ?

Cas. For Treason , desperate , most malicious treason I have undone you sir . Dem. It does appeare You had a will . Cas. I le make you all the rēcompencē I can , But ere you kill me heare me , know the man , Whom I to serve my unjust ends , advanc'd To your throne , is an impostor , a meere counterfeit , Eubulus sonne . Exit Anti. Dem.

It is not then our brother ?

Cas. An insolent usurper , proud , and blooddy Seleucus , is no leprosie upon me ? There is not punishment enough in nature To quit my horrid act , I have not in My stocke of blood to satisfie with weeping , Nor could my soule though melted to a flood Within me , gush out teares to wash my staine off . Dem. How ? an Impostor , what will become on 's now ? We are at his mercy . Cas. Sir , the peoples hearts Will come to their owne dwelling , when they see I dare accuse my selfe , and suffer for it , Have courage then young King , thy fate cannot Be long compell'd . Dem. Rise , our misfortune Carries this good , although it lose our hopes , It makes you friend with vertue , wee le expect What providence will doe . Cas.

You are too mercifull .

Lisi.

Our duties shall beg heaven still to prēserve you .

Enter Antigonus . Ant.

Our enemy desires some parley sir.

Lisi.

'T is not amisse to heare their proposition .

Pol.

I le waite upon you .

Dem. Thou art my angell , and canst best instruct me , Boldly present our selves , you 'le with Cassander . Cas. And in death be blest Exit To finde your charity . Sop.

Lisimachus ,

Lisi.

Madam .

Sop. They will not misse your presence , the small time Is spent in asking of a question . Lisi.

I waite your pleasure .

Sop.

Sit I have a suite to you .

Lisi.

To me ? it must be granted .

Sop. If you have Cancell'd your kinde opinion of me , Deny me not to know , who hath succeeded Sophia in your heart . I beg the name Of your new Mistresse . Lisi. You shall know her Madam , If but these tumults cease , and fate allow us To see the Court agen , I hope you le bring No mutiny against her , but this is No time to talke of Love , let me attend you . Sop. I must expect , till you are pleasd to satisfie My poore request , conduct me at your pleasure . Exeunt Enter Leonatus , Eubulus , Bishop , Lisander , Philocles . Leo , They are too slow , dispatch new messengers , To entreatem fairely hither , I am extasied , Were you witnesse for me too , is it possible I am what this affirmes , true Leonatus , And were you not my father , was I given In trust to you an Infant ? Eub. T is a truth , Our soule 's bound to acknowledge , you supply'd The absence and opinion of my sonne , Who dyed but to make you my greater care I know not of Demetrius , but suppos'd Him dead indeed , as Epire thought you were , Your Fathers character doth want no testimony , Which but compar'd with what concernes Demetrius Will prove it selfe King Theodosius act , Your royall Father . Bish. I am subscrib'd to both his Legacies By oath oblig'd to secresie , untill Thus fairely summon'd to reveale the trust . Eub. Cassander had no thought you would prove thus . To whose policy I gave this aime , although He wrought you up to serve but as his engine To batter young Demetrius , for it was Your Fathers prudent jealousie , that made him Give out your earely deaths , as if his soule Prophesi'd his owne first , and fear'd to leave Either of you to the unsafe protection , Of one whose study would be to supplant Your right , and make himselfe the King of Epire. Bish. Your sister faire Sophia in your Fathers Life , was design'd to marry with Lisimachus That guarded her , although she us'd some art To quit her pupillage , and being abso'ute , Declar'd love to Demetrius , which enforc'd Macarius to discover first your brother . Leo. No more , least you destroy agen Leonatus , With wonder of his fate , are they not come yet ? Something it was , I felt within my envy Of young Demetrius fortune , there were seeds Scatterd upon my heart , that made it swell With thought of Empire , Princes I see cannot Be totally eclipst , but wherefore stayes Demetrius , and Sophia , at whose names A gentle spirit walk'd upon my blood . Enter Demetrius , Polidora , Sophia , Macarius , Cassander ▪ Lisimac. as ▪ Eub.

They are here ,

Leo. Then thus I flye into their bosomes , Nature has rectifi'd in me Demetrius , The wandrings of ambition , our deere sister You are amaz'd , I did expect it , read Assurance there , the day is bigge with wonder , Mac.

What meanes all this ?

Leo. Lisimachus , be deare to us , Cassander , you are welcome too . Cas. Not I , I doe not looke for 't , all this shannot bribe My conscience to your faction , and make Me false agen , Seleueus is no sonne Of Theodosius , my deare Countrymen Correct your erring duties , and to that , Your lawfull King , prostrate your selves , Delrius Doth challenge all your knees . Dem. All love and duty , Flow from me to my royall King , and brother I am confirm'd . Cas. You are too credulous , What can betray your faith so much ? Leo. Sophia , you appeare sad , as if your will Gave no consent to this dayes happynesse . Sop.

No joy exceeds Sophia's for your selfe .

Lisi With your pardon sir , I apprehend A cause that makes her troubled , she desires To know what other mistresse since her late Vnkindnesse , I have chosen to direct My faith and service . Leo.

Another Mistresse .

Lisi.

Yes sir.

Leo.

And does our sister love Lisimachus ?

Sop.

Here 's something would confesse .

Leo. He must not dare To affront Sophia . Cas. How my shame confounds me , I beg your justice , without pitty on My age . Leo. Your penance shall be , to be faithfull To our state hereafter . Omnes . May you live long and happy , Leonatus King of Epire. Leo.

But where 's your other Mistresse ?

Lisi.

Even here sir.

Leo ,

Our sister ? is this another Mistresse sir ?

Lisi. It holds To prove my thoughts were so when she began Her sorrow for neglecting me , that sweetnesse Deserv'd I should est 〈◊〉 her another mistresse , Then when she cruelly forsooke Lisimacus , Your pardon Madam , and receive a heart Proud with my first devotions to serve you Sop.

In this I am crownd agen , now mine for ever .

Leo. You have deceiv'd her happily , Ioy to you both . Dem. We are ripe for the same wishes , Polidora's part of me . Pol.

He all my blessing .

Leo.

Heaven powre full joyes upon you .

Mac , We are all blest , There wants but one to fill your armes . Leo. My mistresse , And wife shall be my Country , to which I Was in my birth contracted , your love since Hath playd the Priest to perfect what was Ceremony Though Kingdomes , by just titles prove our owne , The subjects hearts doe best secure a Crowne . Exeunt Omnes .