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Arb. The hand of Heaven is on me: Be it far | You shall behold a tomb more worth than T. From me to struggle! If my secret sins

Some friend, that ever lov'd me or my cause, Have pull'd this curse upon me, lend me tears Will build me something to distinguish me Enow to wash me white, that I may

feel

From other women; many a weeping verse A child-like innocence within my breast ! He will lay on, and much lament those maids Which, once perform’d, oh, give me leave to That plac'd their loves unfortunately high, stand

As I have done, where they can never reach. As fix'd as constancy herself ; my eyes

But why should you go to Iberia ?
Set here unmov'd, regardless of the world, Tigr. Alas, that thou wilt ask me! Ask the
Though thousand miseries encompass me!

Mar. This is strange! Sir, how do you? That rages in a fever, why he lies
Arb, Mardonius! my mother-

Distemper'd there, when all the other youths Mar. Is she dead?

Are coursing o'er the meadows with their loves? Arb. Alas, she's not so happy! Thou dost Can I resist it ? am I not a slave know

To him that conquer'd me?
How she hath labour'd, since my father died, Spa. That conquer'd thee,
To take by treason hence this loathed life, Tigranes ! He has won but half of thee,
That would but be to serve her. I have par- Thy body; but thy mind may be as free
don'd,

As his : His will did never combat thine,
And pardon’d, and by that have made her fit And take it prisoner.
To practise new sins, not repent the old.

Tigr. But if he by force
She now had hir'd a slave to come from thence, Convey my body hence, what helps it me,
And strike me here; whom Gobrias, sifting out, Or thee, to be unwilling ?
Took, and condemn'd, and executed there. Spa. Oh, Tigranes !
The careful'st servant ! Heav'n, let me but live I know you are to see a lady there ;
To pay that man! Nature is poor to me, To see, and like, I fear : Perhaps, the hope
That will not let me have as many deaths Of her makes you forget me, ere we part.
As are the times that he hath sav'd my life, Be happier than you know to wish ! farewell !
That I might die 'em over all for him.

Tigr. Spaconia, stay, and hear me what I say. Mar. Sir, let her bear her sins on her own In short, destruction meet me that I may head;

See it, and not avoid it, when I leave Vex not yourself.

To be thy faithful lover! Part with me Arb. What will the world

Thou shalt not; there are none that know our Conceive of me? with what unnatural sins

love;
Will they suppose me loaden, when my life And I have given gold unto a captain,
Is sought by her, that gave it to the world? That goes unto Iberia from the king,
But yet he writes me comfort here: My sister, That he will place a lady of our land
He says, is grown in beauty and in grace; With the king's sister that is offer'd me;
In all the innocent virtues that become

Thither shall you, and, being once got in,
A tender spotless maid : She stains her cheeks Persuade her, by what subtle means you can,
With mourning tears, to purge her mother's ill; To be as backward in her love as 1.
And ’mongst that sacred dew she mingles pray’rs, Spa. Can you imagine that a longing maid,
Her
pure oblations, for

my
safe return.

When she beholds you, can be pulld away
If I have lost the duty of a son ;

With words from loving you? If a any pomp or vanity of state

Tigr. Dispraise my health, Made me forget my natural offices;

My honesty, and tell her I am jealous. Nay, further, if I have not every night

Spa. Why, I had rather lose you: Can my Expostulated with my wand'ring thoughts,

heart
If aught unto my parent they have err'd, Consent to let my tongue throw out such words?
And call'd 'em back; do you direct her arm And I, that ever yet spoke what I thought,
Unto this foul dissembling heart of mine. Shall find it such a thing at first to lye!
But if I have been just to her, send out

Tigr. Yet, do thy best.
Your pow'r to compass me, and hold me safe
From searching treason; I will use no means

Enter BESSUS.
But prayer: For, rather suffer me to see

Bes. What, is your majesty ready? From mine own veins issue a deadly flood, Tigr. There is the lady, captain. Than wash my danger off with mother's blood. Bes. Sweet lady, by your leave. I could wish Mar. I never saw such sudden extremities. myself more full of courtship for your fair sake.

[Exeunt. Spa. Sir, I shall feel no want of that. Enter TIGRANES and SPACONIA.

Bes. Lady, you must haste; I have receiv'd

new letters from the king, that require more Tigr, Why, wilt thou have me die, Spaconia? haste than I expected; he will follow me sudWhat should I do?

denly himself; and begins to call for your majesSpa. Nay, let me stay alone;

already. And when you see Armenia again,

Tigr. He shall not do so long.

Bes. Sweet lady, shall I call you my Charge hereafter ?

Spa. I will not také upon me to govern your tongue, sir : You shall call me what you please.

[Ereunt.

АСТ II.

arm

she weeps ;

Ara. I know it is.
Enter GOBRIAS, BACURIUS, ARANE, PANTHEA, Gob. Nay, should you publish it

and MANDANE, waiting-woman, with atten- Before the world, think you 'twould be believ' dants.

Ara. I know, it would not. Gob. My lord Bacurius, you must have re

Gob. Nay, should I join wi' you,

Should we not both be torn, and yet both dio gard

Uncredited ? Unto the queen ; she is your prisoner;

Ara. I think we should. 'Tis at your peril, if she make escape.

Gob. Why, then, Bac. My lord, I know't; she is my prisoner, Take

you such violent courses ? As for me, From you committed : Yet she is a woman;

I do but right in saving of the king And, so I keep her safe, you will not urge me From all

your plots. To keep her close. I shall not shame to say, Ara. The king! I sorrow for her.

Gob. I bade you rest Gob. So do I, my lord :

With patience, and a time would come for me I sorrow for her, that so little grace

To reconcile all to your own content: Doth govern her, that she should stretch her But, by this way, you take away my pow'r.

And what was done, unknown, was not by me; Against her king ; so little womanhood

But you; your urging. Being done,
And natural goodness, as to think the death
Of her own son.

I must preserve my own; but time may bring Ara. Thou know'st the reason why,

All this to light, and happily for all

.

Ara. Accursed be this over-curious brain, Dissembling as thou art, and wilt not speak. Gob. There is a lady takes not after you ;

That gave that plot a birth! Accurs'd this woml,

That after did conceive, to my disgrace! Her father is within her; that good man, Whose tears weigh'd downí his sins. Mark, how divers letters come from Armenia, that Bessus

Bac. My lord-protector, they say, there are

has done good service, and brought again a day How well it does become her! And if you

by his particular valour: Receiv'd you any to Can find no disposition in yourself

that effect? To sorrow, yet, by gracefulness in her,

Gob. Yes; 'tis most certain. Find out the way, and by your reason weep.

Bac. I'm sorry fort; not that the day was All this she does for you, and more she needs,

won, but that 'twas won by him. We held him When for yourself you will not lose a tear,

here a coward : He did me wrong once, at which Think, how this want of grief discredits you;

I laugh'd, and so did all the world; for not I, nor And you will weep, because you cannot weep.

any other, held him worth my sword.
Ara. You talk to me, as having got a time
Fit for your purpose ; but, you know, I know

Enter BESSUS and SPACONIA.
You speak not what you think.
Pan. I would my heart

Bes. Health to my lord-protector! From the king Were stone, before my softness should be urg'd these letters; and to your grace, madam, these. Against my mother ! A more troubled thought

Gob, How does his majesty ? No virgin bears about ! Should I excuse

Bes. As well as conquest, by his own means My mother's fault, I should set light a life, and his valiant commanders, can make him : In losing which a brother and a king

Your letters will tell you all. Were taken from me: If I seek to save

Pan. I will not open mine, till I do know That life so lov'd, I lose another life,

My brother's health : Good captain, is he well ? That gave me being; I shall lose a mother ; Bes. As the rest of us that fought are. A word of such a sound in a child's ear,

Pan. But how's that? is he hurt ? That it strikes reverence through it. May the Bes. He's a strange soldier that gets not a will

knock. Of Heav'n be done, and if one needs must fall, Pan. I do not ask how strange that soldier is Take a poor virgin's life to answer all !

That gets no hurt, but whether he have one. Ara. But, Gobrias, let us talk. You know, Bes. He had divers. this fault

Pan. And is he well again ? Is not in me as in another mother.

Bes. Well again, an't please your grace. Why, Gob. I know it is not.

I was run twice through the body, and shot i'tik' Ara. Yet you make it so.

head with a cross-arrow, and yet am well again. Gob. Why, is not all that's past beyond your Pan. I do not care how thou do'st : Is le help?

well?

morrow.

course

Bes. Not care how I do? Let a man, out of my own part, by my troth, I confess, I was not the mightiness of his spirit, fructify foreign to give. countries with his blood, for the good of his own, Pan. See, for his own part ! and thus he shall be answered. Why, I may

Bac. I fear, yet, this fellow's abus'd with a live to relieve, with spear and shield, such a good report. lady as you distressed.

Bes. But IPan. Why, I will care: I'm glad that thou Pan. Still of himself! art well; I prithee, is he so ?

Bes. Cry'd, · Give the word ;' when, as some Gob. The king is well, and will be here to- of them say, Tigraries was stooping ; but the

word was not given then; yet one Cosroes, of the :Pan. My prayer is heard. Now will I open enemies' part, held up his finger to me, which is mine.

as much, with us martialists, as, “ I will fight Gob. Bacurius, I must ease you of your charge. with you:' I said not a word, nor made sign Madam, the wonted mercy of the king,

during the coinbat; but that once done That overtakes your faults, has met with this, Pun. He slips o'er all the fight. And struck it out; he has forgiven you freely. Bes. I call’d him to me; Cosroes, said IYour own will is your law; be where you please. Pan. I will hear no more. Ara. I thank him.

Bes. No, no, I lye. Gob. You will be ready to wait upon his ma- Bac. I dare be sworn thou dost. jesty to-morrow?

Bes Captain, said I; so it was. Ara. I will.

[Erit ARANE. Pun. I tell thee, I will hear no further. Buc. Madam, be wise hereafter. I am glad I Bes. No? Your grace will wish you had. have lost this office.

Pan. I will not wish it. What is this the lady Gob. Good captain Bessus, tell us the dis- My brother writes to me to take?

Bes. An't please your grace, this is she; Betwixt Tigranes and our king, and how Charge, will you come near the princess ? We got the victory:

Pan. You're welcome from your country: Pan. I prithee do;

and this land And if my brother were in any danger,

Shall shew unto you all the kindnesses Let not thy tale make him abide there long, That I can make it. What's your name? Before thou bring him off; for all that while

Spa. Thalestris. My heart will beat.

Pan. You're very welcome: You have got a Bes. Madan, let what will beat, I must tell

letter the truth, and thus it was : They fought single To put you to me, that has power enough in lists, but one to one. As for my own part, I To place mine enemy here ; then much more you, was dangerously hurt but three days before ; else, That are so far from being so to me, perhaps, we had been two to two; I cannot tell, That

you

ne'er saw me. soine thought, we had. And the occasion of my Bes. Madam, I dare pass my word for her hurt was this; the enemy had made trenches

truth. Gob. Captain, without the manner of your

Spa. My truth? hurt be much material to this business, we'll Pun. Why, captain, do you think I am afraid hear't some other time.

she'll steal ? Pun. I prithee, leave it, and go on with my Bes. I cannot tell; servants are slippery; but brother.

I dare give my word for her · And for honesty, Bes. I will; but 'twould be worth your hearing. she came along with me, and many favours she To the lists they came, and single sword and did me by the way; but, by this light, none but gauntlet was their fight.

what she might do with modesty, to a man of Pan. Alas!

Bes. Without the lists there stood some dozen Pan. Why, captain, here's nobody thinks captains of either side mingled, all which were

otherwise sworn, and one of those was I: and 'twas my Bes. Nay, if you should, your grace may think chance to stand next a captain o' the enemies' your pleasure; but I am sure I brought her froin side, call’d Tiribasus ; valiant, they said, he was. Armenia, and in all that way, if ever I touch'd Whilst these two kings were stretching them- any bare of her above her knee, I pray God I selves, this Tiribasus cast something a scornful

may sink where I stand. look on me, and ask'd me, whom I thought Spa. Above my knee? would overcome? I smil'd, and told him, if he Bes. No, you know I did not; and if would fight with me, he should per ceive by the will say I did, this sword shall answer. Nay, event of that whose king would win, Something I'll defend the reputation of my Charge, whilst I he answer'd, and a scuffle was like to grow, live. Your grace shall understand, I am secret when one Zipetus offered to help him: I- in these businesses, and know how to defend a Pan. All this is of thyself: I pray thee, Bes- lady's honour. sus,

Spa. I hope your grace knows him so well Tell something of my brother ; did he nothing ? already, I shall not need to tell you he's vain and

Bes. Why, yes: I'll tell your grace. They foolish. were not to fight till the word given ; which, for Bes. Ay, you may call me what you please,

my rank.

any man

but I'll defend your good name against the world. To leave his sceptre and his throne to him, And so I take my leave of your grace, and of you, And take his rags to wander o'er the world, my lord-protector. I am likewise glad to see Hungry and cold. your lordship well.

Pan. That were a strange request. Bac. Oh, captain Bessus, I thank you. I Spa. As ill is mine. would speak with you anon.

Pan. Then do not utter it. Bes. When you please, I will attend your Spa. Alas, 'tis of that nature, that it must lordship.

[Erit Bes. Be utter'd, ay, and granted, or 1 die ! Bac. Madam, I'll take my leave too.

I am ashamed to speak it; but where life Pan. Good Bacurius !

(E.rit Bac. Lies at the stake, I cannot think her woman, Gob. Madam, what writes his majesty to you? That will not talk something unreasonably Pan. Oh, my lord,

To hazard saving of it. I shall seem
The kindest words ! I'll keep 'em while I live, A strange petitioner, that wish all ill
Here in my bosom ; there's no art in 'em ; To them I beg of, ere they give me aught;
They lie disorder'd in this paper, just

Yet so I must : I would yourwere not fair,
As hearty nature speaks 'em.

Nor wise, for in your ill consists my good : Gob. And to me

If you were foolish, you would hear iny prayer; He writes, what tears of joy he shed, to hear If foul, you had not power to hinder me; How you were grown in every virtuous way;

He would not love you. And yields all thanks to me, for that dear care Pan. What's the meaning of it? Which I was bound to have in training you. Spa. Nay, my request is more without the There is no princess living that enjoys

bounds A brother of that worth.

Of reason yet ; for 'tis not in the power Pan, My lord, no maid

Of you to do, what I would have you grant. Longs more for any thing, and feels more heat Pun. Why, then, 'tis idle. Prithee, speak it And cold within her breast, than I do now,

out. In hope to see him.

Spa. Your brother brings a prince into this Gob. Yet I wonder much

land,
At this: He writes, he brings along with him Of such a noble shape, so sweet a grace,
A husband for you, that saine captive prince ; So full of worth withal, that every maid
And if he love you, as he makes a shew, That looks upon him gives away herself
He will allow you freedom in a choice.

To him for ever; and for you to have
Pan. And so he will, my lord, I warrant you ; He brings him: And so mad is my demand,
He will but offer, and give me the power That I desire you not to have this man,
To take or leave.

This excellent man; for whom you needs must Gob. Trust me, were I a lady,

die, I could not like that man were bargain’d with, If you should miss him. I do now expect Before I chose him.

You should laugh at me.
Pan. But I am not built

Pan. Trust me, I could weep
On such wild humours; If I find him worthy, Rather; for I have found in all thy words
He is not less because he's offered.

A strange disjointed sorrow.
Spa. 'Tis true he is not; 'would, he would Spa. 'Tis by me
seem less!

His own desire so, that you would not love him. Gob. I think there is no lady can affect

Pan. His own desire! Why, credit me, ThaAnother prince, your brother standing by;

lestris, He doth eclipse mens' virtues so with his. I am no common wooer: If he shall wooe me,

Spa. I know a lady may, and more, I fear His worth may be such, that I dare not swear Another lady will.

I will not love him ; but if he will stay Pan. 'Would I might see him !

To have me wooe him, I will promise thee Gob. Why so you shall. My businesses are He may keep all his graces to himself, great :

And fear no ravishing from me. I will attend you when it is his pleasure to see Spa. 'Tis yet you.

His own desire; but when he sees your face, Pan. I thank you, good my

lord.

I fear, it will not be ; therefore I charge you, Gob. You will be ready, madam?

As you have pity, stop those tender ears Pan. Yes. (Erit GoB. From his enchanting voice; close ир

those eyes,
Spa. I do beseech you, madam, send away That you may neither catch a dart from him,
Your other women, and receive from me Nor he from you. I charge you, as you hope
A few sad words, which, set against your joys, To live in quiet; for when I am dead,
May make 'em shine the more.

For certain I will walk to visit him,
Pan. Sirs, leave me all. [Ereunt Women. If he break promise with me: For as fast

Spu. I kneel a stranger here, to beg a thing As oaths, without a formal ceremony,
Unfit for me to ask, and you to grant.

Can make me, I am to him. >Tis such another strange ill-laid request,

Pan. Then be fearless; As if a beggar should intreat a king

For if he were a thing 'twixt God and man,

I could gaze on him, if I knew it sin

2 Cit. They are fain to milk themselves i' the To love him, without passion. Dry your eyes ; country. I swear, you shall enjoy him still for me;

i Cit. Good lord! But the people there, I I will not hinder you. But I perceive,

think, will be very dutiful to one of us. You are not what you seem: Rise, rise, Tha- 2 Čit. Ay, God knows will they; and yet they lestris,

do not greatly care for our husbands. If your right name be so.

1 Cit. Do they not ? alas ! i' good faith, I Spa. Indeed, it is not :

cannot blame them: For we do not greatly care Spaconia is my name; but I desire

for them ourselves. Philip, I pray, chuse us a Not to be known to others.

place. Pan. Why, by me

Phil. There's the best, forsooth. You shall not; I will never do you wrong; 1 Cit. By your leave, good people, a little. What good I can, I will : Think not my birth 3 Mfan. What's the matter? Or education such, that I should injure

Phil. I pray you, my friend, do not thrust my A stranger virgin. You are welcome hither. mistress so; she's with child. In company you wish to be commanded;

2 Man. Let her look to herself then; has she But, when we are alone, I shall be ready not had thrusting enough yet! If she stay To be your servant.

(Ereunt. shouldering here, she may, haps, go home with Enter three Men and a Woman.

a cake in her belly.

3 Man. How now, goodman Squitter-breech! 1 Mun. Come, come, run, run, run.

why do you lean on me? 2 Man, We shall out-go her.

Phil. Because I will. 3 Man. One were better be hang'd than carry 3 Man. Will you, Sir Sauce-box? out women fiddling to these shows.

i Cit. Look, if one ha' not struck Philip. Wom. Is the king hard by ?

Come bither, Philip ; why did he strike thee? 1 Man. You heard he with the bottles said, Phil. For leaning on him. he thought we should come too late. What

i Cit. Why didst thou lean on him? abundance of people here is !

Phil. I did not think he would have struck me. Wom. But what had he in those bottles ?

i Cit. As God save me, la, thou’rt as wild as 3 Man. I know not.

a buck; there's no quarrel, but thou’rt at one 2 Man. Why, ink, goodman fool.

end or other on't. 3 Man. Ink, what to do?

3 Man. It's at the first end then, for he'll 1 Man. Why, the king, look you, will many ne'er stay the last. times call for those bottles, and break his mind i Cit. Well, Slip-string, I shall meet with you. to his friends.

3 Man. When you will. Wom. Let's take our places ; we shall have no i Cit. I'll give a crown to meet with you. room else.

3 Man. At a bawdy-house. 2 Mun. The man told us, he would walk o' 1 Cit. Ay, you're full of your roguery; but if foot through the people.

I do meet you, it shall cost me a fall. 3 Man. Ay, marry, did he.

Flourish. Enter one running. 1 Man. Our shops are well look’d-to now. 2 Man. 'Slife, yonder's my master, I think. 4 Mun. The king, the king, the king, the king ! 1 Man. No, 'tis not he.

Now, now, now, now ! Enter Philip, with two Citizens' Wives. Flourish. Enter ARBACES, TIGRANES, and

MARDONIUS. i Cit. Lord, how fine the fields be. What sweet living 'tis in the country!

All. God preserve your majesty ! 2 Cit. Ay, poor souls, God help 'em, they live Arb. I thank you all. Now are my joys at full, as contentedly as one of us.

When I behold you safe, my loving subjects. i Cit. My husband's cousin would have had By you I grow ; 'tis your united love me gone into the country last year. Wert thou That lifts me to this height. ever there?

All the account that.I can render you 2 Cit. Ay, poor souls, I was amongst 'em once. For all the love you have bestow'd on me,

i Cit. And what kind of eatures are they, All your expences to maint my war, for love of God?

Is but a little word: You will imagine 2 Cil. Very good people, God help 'em. 'Tis slender payment; yet ’tis such a word i Cit. Wilt thou go down with me this sum- As is not to be bought but with your

bloods : mer when I am brought to-bed?

'Tis peace! 2 Cit. Alas, it is no place for us.

All. God preserve your majesty! i Cit. Why, prithee?

Arb. Now you may live securely i' your towns, 2 Cit. Why, you can have nothing there; Your children round about you; you may sit there's nobody cries brooms.

Under your vines, and make the miseries i Cit. No ?

Of other kingdoms a discourse for you, 2 Cit. No truly, nor milk.

And lend them sorrows. For yourselves, you 1 Cit. Nor milk ! how do they?

may

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