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Account him yours, than he deserves in all things Org. Still, why not?
dom Amy. Still thou’rt my daughter,
Stands seated in your will, secure and settled, Still grow'st upon my heart! Give me thine hand; 1 dare pronounce you will be a just monarch ; Calantha, take thine own; in noble actions Greece must admire and tremble. Thou'lt find him firm and absolute: I would Ith. Then the sweetness
Of so imparadised a comfort, Orgilus ! Have parted with thee, Ithocles, to any
It is to banquet with the gods. But to a mistress, who is all what I ain.
Org. The glory
Bent knees, hearts pav'd to tread on.
So dear, so fast as thine! Org. Rich fortune's guard, the favour of a Org. I am unfitting princess,
For office, but for service.
In all respects else, but the bed,
(Aside. We slip down in the common earth together, Amy. On to your recreations !-Now convey And there our beds are equal, save some monoUnto my bed-chamber: none on his forehead
To shew this was the king, and this the subWear a distemper'd look.
ject. All. The gods preserve ye !
[Soft sad music,
List, what sad sounds are these extremely sad Cal. Sweet, be not from my sight. Ith. My whole felicity!
Ith. Sure from Penthea's lodgings. [AMYCLAS is led out. Exeunt all but ITHO
Org. Hark! a voice too.
A SONG.-Sung behind the Scene,
Oh no more, no more! too late Call me thine own, for Prophilus must henceforth
Sighs are spent; the burning tapers Be all thy sister's ; friendship, though it cease not
Of « life as chaste as fate,
Pure as are unwritten papers, In marriage, yet is oft at less command
Are burnt out ; no heat, no light Than when a single freedom can dispose it.
Now remains ; 'tis eder night. Org. Most right, my most good lord, my most
Love is dead ; let looers' eyes,
Lock'd in endless dreams,
Th' estremes of all extremes
Open no more, for now lode dies ; The sovereignty of kingdoms in their nonage
Now love dies, implying Stoop'd to desert, not birth: there's as much Looe's martyrs must be eder, eder dying. merit
Ith. Oh, my misgiving heart! In clearness of affection, as in puddle
Org. A horrid stilness Of generation : you have conquer'd love, Succeeds this deathful air. Let's know the rea Even in the loveliest ; if I greatly err not, The son of Venus hath bequeathed his quiver Tread softly; there is mystery in mourning. To Ithocles to manage, by, whose arrows
(Ereunt. Calantha's breast is open'd. Ith. Can't be possible?
SCENE IV.-Chamber of PENTHEA. Org. I was myself a piece of suitor once, And forward in preferment too; so forward,
PENTHEA discovered in a chair veiled; two serThat, speaking truth, I may without offence, sir, vants place two other chairs, one with an enPresume to whisper, that my hopes, and (hark gine ; the maids CHRISTALLA and PHILEMA ye!)
sit down at her feet, mourning. My certainty of marriage stood assured
Enter ITHOCLES and ORGILUS.
Sero. 'Tis done ; that on her right hand. Ith. 'Tis granted:
(Placing the chairs. And for a league of privacy between us,
Org. Good: begone. (Escunt servants. Read o'er my bosom, and partake a secret: Ith. Soft peace enrich this room! The princess is contracted mine.
Org. How fares the lady?
from us ;
Alas! they were beneath your royal pity; Christ, Dead.
But yet they lived, thou proud man, to confound Phil. Starv'd.
thee. Christ. Stary'd.
Behold thy fate: this steel! (Draws his sword. Ith. Me miserable!
Ith. Strike home! A courage Org. Tell us,
As keen as thy revenge shall give it welcome. How parted she from life?
But pr’ythee faint not; if the wound close up, Phil. She called for music,
Tent it with double force, and search it deeply. And begg'd some gentle voice to tune a fare- Thou look'st that I should whine, and beg comwell
passion, To life and griefs: Christalla touched the lute; As loath to leave the newness of my glories: I wept the funeral song.
A statelier resolution arms my confidence,
To cozen thee of honour; neither could I,
Too mighty for a slave intending murder.
On to the execution, and inherit Org. Up! you are messengers of death: go A conflict with thy horrors!
(CHRIST. und PHIL. rise. Org. By Apollo, Here's woe enough to court without a prompter. Thou talk'st a goodly language ! for requital Away! and,-hark ye,--till you see us next, I will report thee to thy mistress richly. No syllable that she is dead.-Away,
And take this peace along : some few short miKeep a smooth brow.-Mylord! [TOITHOCLES.
nutes [Ereunt Christ. and Phil. Determin'd, my resolves shall quickly follow Ith. Mine only sister !
Thy wrathful ghost; then, if we tug for mastery, Another is not left me.
Penthea's sacred eyes shall lend new courage. Org. Take that chair,
Give me thy hand: be healthful in thy parting I'll seat me here in this: between us sits From lost mortality. Thus, thus I free it. The object of our sorrows; some few tears
[Stabs him. We'll part among us ; I perhaps can mix
Ith. Yet, yet I scorn to shrink. One lamentable story to prepare them.
Org. Keep up thy spirit: There, there! sit there, my lord.
I will be gentle even in blood; to linger Ith. Yes, as you please.
Pain, which I strive to cure, were to be cruel. [Sits down, and is caught in the engine. Ith. Nimble in vengeance, I forgive thee. FolWhat means this treachery?
low Org. Caught;, you are caught,
Safety, with best success : oh may it prosper! Young master : ''tis thy throne of coronation, Penthea, by thy side thy brother bleeds, Thou fool of greatness. See, I take this veil off: The earnest of his wrongs to thy forc'd faith. Survey a beauty withered by the flames Thoughts of ambition or delicious barquet, Of an insulting Phæton, her brother.
With beauty, youth, and love, together perish Ith. Thou mean'st to kill me basely.
In my last breath, which on the sacred altar Org. I foreknew
Of a long look'd for peace-now-moves to The last act of her life, and trained thee hither
[Dies. To sacrifice a tyrant to a turtle.
Org. Farewell, fair spring of manhood; henceYou dreamt of kingdoms, did ye? how to bosom
forth'welcome The delicacies of a youngling princess,
Best expectation of a noble sufferance! How with this nod to grace that subtle courtier, I'll look the body's safe, till what must follow How with that frown to make this noble tremble, Shall be approved.—Sweet twins, shine stars for And so forth; whilst Penthea's groans and tor
In vain they build their hopes, whose life is shame; Her agonies, her miseries, afflictions,
No monument lasts but a happy name. [Esit. Ne'er touched upon your thought? As for my in
For here in Sparta, there's not left amongst us SCENE I. - A Room in the House of BASSANES. One wise man to direct ; we're all turn mad
caps. Enter BASSANES.
'Tis said Apollo is the god of herbs ; Bass. Athens-to Athens I have sent, the nur. Then certainly he knows the virtue of them: sery
To Delphos I have sent too; if there can be Of Greece for learning, and the fount of know. A help for nature, we are sure yet.
SCENE II.-A Room in the Palace.
Loud music. Enter EUPHRANEA, led by GROBass, I beseech thee,
NEAS and HEMOPHIL; PROPHILUS, led by With all my heart, let me go from thee quietly;
ChristALLA and PHILEMA; NEARCHUS, supI will not aught to do with thee, of all men. porting CALANTHA; CROTOLON and AME. The doublers of a hare, or in a morning
LUS. [Music ceases.] Salutes from a splay-footed witch, to drop
Cal. We miss our servants, It ocles and OrgiThree drops of bloodatth' nose just, and no more,
lus; Croaking of ravens, or the screech of owls, On whom attend they? Are not so boding mischief as thy crossing
Crot. My son, gracious princess, My private meditations : shun me, pr’ythee: Whispered some new device, to which these reAnd if I cannot love thee heartily,
vels P'll love thee as well as I can.
Should be but usher; wherein, I conceive, Org. Noble Bassanes,
Lord Ithocles and he himself are actors. Mislike me not..
Cal. A fair excuse for absence. As for Bassanes,
Crot. He is.
Org. Accept a league of amity; for henceforth, Dear cousin, hand you the bride; the bridegroom I vow, by my best genius, in a syllable
must be Never to speak vexation : I will study
Intrusted to my courtship. Be not jealous, Service and friendship, with a zealous sorrow Euphranea; I shall scarcely prove a temptress.For my past incivility towards ye.
Fall to our dance ! Bass. Heyday! good words, good words?--I must believe 'em,
[Music. NEARCHUS dances with EUPHRANEA,
PROPHILUS with CALANTHA, CHRISTALLA And be a coxcomb for my labour.
with HEMOPHIL, PHILEMA with GRONEAS. Org. Use not
They dance the first change. During whick So hard a language: your misdoubt is causeless :
enter ARMOSTES. For instance, if you promise to put on A constancy of patience; such a patience
Arm. [In a whisper to CALANTHA.] The king As chronicle or history ne'er mentioned,
your father's dead. As follows not example, but shall stand
Cal. To the other change! A wonder and a theme for imitation,
Arm. Is't possible !
Another Dance. Enter BASSANES.
a period. Bass. [In a whisper to CALANTHA.) Oh, maBass. Thou canst not, Orgilus ; 'tis in the power
dam, Of the gods only: yet for satisfaction,
Penthea, poor Penthea's starved.
Lead to the next!
Another Dance. Enter ORGILUS.
Org. Brave Ithocles is murderd, murder'd It should find me a rock. I do expect now
cruelly. [ Aside to CALANTHA. Some truth of unheard moment.
Cal. How dull this music sounds ! Strike up Org. To your patience
more sprightly : You must add privacy, as strong in silence Our footings are not active like our heart, As mysteries lock'd up in Jove's own bosom. Which treads the nimbler measure.
Buss. A scull hid in the earth a treble age Org. I am thunderstruck.
The last Change. Music ccases.
Cal. So: let us breathe awhile.-Hath not this Deserves to lead your wisdom and your judgment,
motion You ought to yield obedience.
Rais'd fresher colours on our cheeks? Bass. With assurance
Near. Sweet princess, Of will and thankfulness.
A perfect purity of blood enamels Org. With manly courage
The beauty of your white. Plase then to follow me.
Cal. We all look cheerfully:
In any who prefers our lawful pleasures
The custom of this ceremony bluntly.
Euph. Could my tears speak,
My griefs were slight.
Enjoy my sister, Prophilus. My vengeance
Aimed never at thy prejudice. Arm. The king is dead:
Cal. Now withdraw. That fatal news was mine ; for in mine arms
[Ercunt CROTOLON, PROPHILUS, and He breath'd his last, and, with his crown, be
EUPHRANEA. queath'd ye
Bloody relater of thy stains in blood, Your mother's wedding-ring, which here I tender. For that thou hast reported him, whose fortunes Crot. Most strange!
And life by thee are both at once snatch'd from Cal. Peace crown his ashes ! We are queen
With honourable mention, make thy choice Near. Long live Calantha, Sparta's sovereign Of what death likes thee best ; there's all our queen!
bounty: All . Long live the queen!
But, to excuse delays, let me, dear cousin,
Intreat you and these lords see execution
Near. Your will commands us.
Org. One suit, just queen, my last : vouchsafe A long and painful progress.-A third murmur
your clemency, Pierced mine unwilling ears.
That by no common hand I be divided Org. That Ithocles
From this my humble frailty. Was murthered, rather butchered, had not bra- Cal. To their wisdoms, very
Who are to be spectators of thine end, Of an undaunted spirit, conquering terror, I make the reference: those that are dead, Proclaimed his last act triumph over ruin. Are dead; had they not now died of necessity, Arm. How? murther'd ?
They must have paid the debt they owed to nature, Cal. By whose hand?
One time or other.-Use dispatch, my lords, Org. By mine; this weapon
We'll suddenly prepare our coronation.. Was instrument to my revenge: the reasons
[Ereunt CALANTHA, PHILEMA, and Are just and known : quit him of these, and then
CHRISTALLA. Never lived gentleman of greater merit,
Arm. 'Tis strange these tragedies should never Hope or abiliment to steer a kingdom.
touch on Crot. Fye, Orgilus !
Her female pity. Euph. Fye, brother!
Bass. She has a masculine spirit : Cal. You have done it?
And wherefore should I pule, and, like a girl, Bass. How it was done, let him report, the for- Put finger in the eye ? let's be all toughness, feit
Without distinction betwixt sex and sex,
Org. To bleed to death,
Arm. The executioner? Too sure to be convinc'd. Armostes, rent not Org. Myself: no surgeon. Thine arteries with hearing the bare circumstances I am well skill'd in letting blood: bind fast Of these calamities : thou'st lost a nephew, This arm, that so the pipes may from their con A niece, and I a wife : continue man still;
duits Make me the pattern of digesting evils,
Convey a full stream: here's a skilful instrument, Who can outlive my mighty ones, not shrinking Only I am a beggar to some charity At such a pressure as would sink a soul To speed me in this execution, Into what's most of death, the worst of horrors: By lending th' other prick to th’ other arm, But I have sealed a covenant with sadness, When this is bubbling life out. And enter'd into bonds without condition,
Bass: I am for ye. To stand these tempests calmly. Mark me, nobles, It most concerns my art, my care, my credit. I do not shed a tear, not for Penthea.
Quick fillet both his arms. Excellent miser!
[The arms of ORGILUS are bared, and Cal. We begin our reign
pieces of tape tied round theelbows. With a first act of justice. Thy confession,
He receives a stick in each arm. Unhappy Orgilus, dooms thee a sentence; Org. Gramercy, friendship But yet thy father's or thy sister's presence
Sueh courtesies are real, which flow chearfully Shall be excus’d. Give, Crotolon, a blessing Without an expectation of requital, To thy lost son: Euphranea, take a farewell, Reach me a staff in this hand: If a proneness
Or custom in my nature, from my cradle, Crot. (T. ORGILUS.] Confirm thee, noble Had been inclined to fierce and eager bloodslied, sorrow,
A coward guilt, hid in a coward quaking, In worthy resolution !
Would have betrayed fame to ignoble flight,
And both be gone.
And vagabond pursuit of dreadful safety:
they place him on the one side of the altar. But look upon my steadiness, and scorn not After him enter CALANTHA, in a white robe, The sickness of my fortune, which, since Bassanes and crowned ; EUPHRANEA, PHILEMA and Was husband to Penthea, had lain bed-rid. CHRISTALLA, in white; NEARCHUS, ARMOS.We trifle time in words : thus I shew cunning TES, CROTOLON, PROPHILUS, AMELUS, BASIn opening of a vein too full, too lively.
SANES, HEMOPHIL,and GRONEAS. CALANTHA (Opens a dein in his arm. goes and kneels before the altar, the women Arm. Desperate courage !
kneeling behind her; the rest stand off. The Org. Honourable infamy.
Recorders cease during her devotions. Soft Hem. I tremble at the sight.
music-CALANTHA and the rest rise, doing Gro. 'Would I were loose!
obeisance to the altur. Bass. It sparkles like a lusty wine new broached; The vessel must be sound from which it issues. Cal. Our orisons are heard; the gods are merGrasp hard this other stick; I'll be as nimble.
ciful. But, pr’ythee, look not pale; have at ye ! Stretch Now tell me, you, whose loyalties pay tribute
To us your lawful sovereign, how unskilful Thine arm with vigour, and unshook virtue. Your duties or obedience is to render
(Opens the vein in the other arm of ORGILUS. Subjection to the scepter of a virgin, Good: oh, I envy not a rival, fitted
Who have been ever fortunate in princes To conquer in extremities; this pastime Of masculine and stirring composition? Appears majestical : some high-tun'd poem A woman has enough to govern wisely Hereafter shall deliver to posterity
Her own demeanours, passions and divisions. The writer's glory, and his subject's triumph. A nation, warlike and inur'd to practice How is't, man? Droop not yet!
Of policy and labour, cannot brook Org. I feel no palsies.
A feminate authority: we therefore On a pair-royal do I wait in death;
Command your counsel, how you may advise us My sovereign, as his liegeman ; on my mistress, In choosing of a husband, whose abilities As a devoted servant, and on Ithocles,
Can better guide this kingdom. As if no brave, yet no unworthy enemy:
Near. Royal lady, Nor did I use an engine to entrap
Your law is in your will. His life, out of a slavish fear to combat
Arm. We have seen tokens Youth, strength, or cunning ; but for that I durst Of constancy too lately to mistrust it. not
Crot. Yet, if your highness settle on a choice, Engage the goodness of a cause on fortune, By your own judgment both allow'd and lik’d of, By which his name might have outfac'd my ven- Sparta may grow in power, and proceed geance.
To an increasing, height. Oh, Tecnicus, inspired with Phæbus' fire,
Cal. Hold you the same mind? I call to mind thy aŭgury 'twas perfect : Bass. Alas, great mistress, reason is so clouded Revenge proves its own erecutioner.
With the thick darkness of my infinite woes, When feeble man is bending to his mother, That I forecast nor dangers, hopes, or safety. The dust he was first framed on, thus he totters. Give me some corner of the world to wear out
(Falling. The remnant of the minutes I must number, Bass. Life's fountain is dried up.
Where I may hear no sounds, but sad complaints Org. So falls ihe standard
Of virgins, who have lost contracted partners; Of my prerogative in being a creature
Of husbands howling that their wives were raA mist hangs o'er mine eyes; the sun's bright
By some untimely fate; of friends divided Is clouded in an everlasting shadow.
By churlish opposition; or of fathers Welcome, shou ice, that sit'st about my heart, Weeping upon their children's slaughtered car. No heat can ever thaw thee.
cases; Near. Speech hath left him.
Or daughters, groaning o'er their fathers' hearses, Bass. He hath shook hands with time: his fu- And I can dwell there, and with these keep concert neral urn
As musical as their's. What can you look for Shall be my charge. Remove the bloodless From an old, foolish, peevish, doting man, body.
But craziness of age?' The e coronation must require attendance:
Cal. Cousin of Argos.
To choose you for my lord, I'll open freely
What articles I would propose to treat on
Before our marriage.
gin war placed upon it. Music of Recorders; Cal. I would presume you would retain the during which enter four, bearing ITHOCLES on a
royalty hearse, in a rich robe, with a crown on his head; I Of Sparta in her own bounds; then in Argos