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 Imperiale a tragedie. Freeman, Ralph, Sir, fl. 1610-1655. [64] p. Printed by Thomas Harper, London : M.DC.XXXIX. [1639] 1639

Anonymous. By Sir Ralph Freeman.

In verse.

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IMPERIALE . A TRAGEDIE .

Ovid. 2. Trist . ad Caes , August . Omne genus scripti gravitate Tragoedia vincit .

LONDON , Printed by Thomas Harper . M.DC.XXXIX .

The Argument .

IMperiale and Spinola Noblemen of Genua having bin ancient enemies , and lately reconciled by the mediation of Iustiniano , a friend to both ; Spinola endeavoured to marry his Sonne Francisco to Angelica daughter of Imperiale ; but finding his Sonne rejected , and Doria entertained , by that conceived affront , accompanied with other jealousies , suspects the old enmitie not fully eradicated from the brest of Imperiale , and moved with indignation , hireth a Brave to kill him in a crowd at a Festivall : this being accidentally discovered by Sango the slave of Spinola , he reveales it to Molosso the slave of Imperiale , as acceptable newes to him , who had waited an opportunity to be revenged on his Patron for severe and unusuall punishmēt , inflicted upon him . Molosso to ingratiate himselfe with his Lord , thereby to worke a greater mischief , not only reveales the plot to him , but diverts the same upon Spinola's owne Son , at which unexpected encounter Spinola through rage fall's into a strange kinde of Phrensy , but at length being an ey-witnes of the miserie which through the cruelty of the slaves befell Imperiale , his wife Honoria , Angelica , and Doria , he recovers his sences and turnes his fury into compassion .

Plutarchus de gloria Atheniensium .

{non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} , &c.

{non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} .

Tragedy flourished and was in high esteeme , the hearing and sight whereof did wonderfully delight the men of those times .

For if the accounts be made of the charge the Athenians were at in adorning their dramatick Poems , it will appeare that the Bacchae , Phaenissae , Oedipi , Antigona , the cruelties of Medaea and Electra , consumed more treasure , than their wars undertaken against Barbarians for liberty and Empire .

Idem de vita x. Orat.

{non-Roman} {non-Roman} {non-Roman} .

Licurgus ordained that statues of brasse should be erected to the memory of the Poets , Aesculus , Sophocles , and Euripides , and that their Tragedies should be carefully preserved , and often publikely read by the Notary of the City , when Stage-players were not admitted to act them .

Delrius in praefatione ad Senecae Tragedias .

Non Marcum Varronem , non duos Iulios Caesares , non Augustum Octavium , non Scaurum , non Thraseam , quibus nihil 〈◊〉 vidit orbis Romanus , huic Scriptioni subsecivas horas 〈◊〉 .

Dramatis Personae . SAngo 2 slaves . Molosso
Imperiale , a Senator of Genua . Spinola , a Noble man of Genua , and a souldier . Iustiniano a Noble man of Genua , and a scholler . Verdugo a Bra●● Doria a Prince 〈◊〉 Genua . Francisco , Spinola his sonne . Iudge . Doctor . Witnesses 2. Evagrio , kinsmen of Spinola . Fidele ,
Officers . Friends 2. Honoria , Imperiale his wife . Angelica , her daughter . Nugella , the waiting woman . Cooke . Cater . Porter . Chorus .
Actus Primus .
Scena Prima . Sango , Molosso . Sang. T Is true Molosso , fortune hath prepar'd A full revenge for thee , without thy hazar'd , And ere the rising Sun shall yet decline Imperiale thy proud Lord shall fall As low as hell ; one unexpected blow Shall recompence those many he gave thee ; When imitating forraigne cruelty , He bound thee fast , and made thy feet an Anvill . Molos. Sango , if thou contemplating our friendship , Begotten first by consanguinity , And since confirm'd by our joynt sufferings here , Hast undertaken some bold stratagem Against my Patron to revenge my wrongs , Thy great affection may but ruine me ; Delay not then to make me understand Thy full intent : beleeve it will be vaine , Our sword once drawn , to think to sheath again . Sang. Then know , the plot is more securely laid , Than my weake meanes ( although my will be strong ) Could ever reach , without my certain death ; And by strange chance I did discover it , Without the Actors knowledge ; thou hast heard Of the old deadly fewd between our Lords , Which wound although it were in shew heal'd up , Is broken out afresh ; 't was not well search't ; For the last night , at setting of the Sunne , A houshold businesse cal'd me to the Garden , Where in the thicket , neere the Arbor , lying by my selfe , I quickly fell asleepe . Into which Arbor in the meane time came My Patron , with a Brave accompanied , A Fellow expert in that Mysterie : At their first entrance to the place I wak'd , But durst not stir , for had I , death had seaz'd me ; There was I privie to their whole discourse , Which was in briefe but this , that for the summe Of fifteene hundred crownes , thy Patrons life Is sold , and must ere noone be snatch't away . Mol. Sure thou did'st dreame , thou wert not throughly awake , For though our Lords were lately reconcil'd , Myne keepes a carefull watch , and never stirs Out of the Citie , where he knowes he 's safe . Sang. He 'le be deceiv'd , the rarenes of the plot Did please beyond the deare and long'd for Act ; Heer 's the designe , this being a solemne day Annuallie observed by the State , In memory of a publique benefit Received by the private care of one Of thy Lords Ancestors , will draw all sorts Of People to the Temple , where the 〈◊〉 Cloth'd like a filly Pesant , is resolv'd To watch Imperiale , and keepe neere him , And when the usuall Ceremonies are done , In the confused Crowd his cunning hand Shall guide a poison'd dagger to his heart , And in an instant , letting fall his cloake , Which shall be large to hide his rustick habit , He , with the rest , will stand about the body And wring his hands at th' horror of the fact , And thus the Brave shall thy part bravely act , What ? silent ? not affected with a joy Should ravish thee ? and swell thy veines with pleasure , Like to the Estrich in the act of lust ? Mol. Light joyes are eas'ly vented ; such as this Is entertained with an extasie , And by degrees exprest : but as the full Fruition of a thing we most delight in Is checkt with daily feare of losing it , So finde I now my rising heart kept downe With doubt of such a wished happinesse , Sang. Had'st thou , as I beheld the Actors looks When he declar'd his resolution , To my attentive Patron , thou wouldst rest , Assur'd of the event , and sweare he needed No other weapon to distroy a man ; His eies would have outstar'd a Basiliske , They were two Comets that are surely fatall . Mol. May they portend more mischeife to this House , Then those that blasted ours and our whole Country ; But in this strong desire of a revenge Discretion must direct our passion ; And therefore let it bee thy cheifest care Neither in word , nor gesture , to disclose Thy fortunate discoverie , till the end Shall crowne the worke , and banish all our feares ; My taske shal be to make it profitable No lesse then pleasant , by his foreknown fall Wee l rayse our selves to wealth and libertie , The great allurements of those bold attempts , Wherein the Vassall dares affront his Lord , And quite shake off the yoke of his subjection . Sang. Our Magnificos think us flegmatick rascalls Created but for blowes , and scorne , soe far In love with servitude as scarce to wish Revenge or fredome . Mol. They shall finde at length Patience opprest will into fury turne ; Nature , in spite of fortune gave us minds That cannot like our bodies be enthral'd ; But soft , I doubt our earlie privacie May render vs suspected ; leave to me The mannage of th' affaire ; only let thy Vertue be now the dumbe mans secrecy .
Actus Primus . Scena Secunda . Spinola , Iustiniano . Spin. THe hatefull sound of Imperiale's name Would strike me deafe , my deare Iustinian , Were it not temper'd by thy gentle tongue , That had the art to make m' embrace and trust A reconciled foe , who hath rejected With scorne my hopefull sonne , as if his birth , Fortune , and parts , had not deserv'd that flirt His gilded daughter ; but I taxe not thee , Whose friendship is a gem without a foile , And hardly can be valu'd , never matcht : I know thy milder studies chiefly bent To weed out Rancor from the minds of men , Smoothing rough nature with morality , And this becomes Philosophers : but I That doe professe the art of killing men , Encourag'd by all States , impos'd by some Must follow other precepts : he is sure Of many wrongs , that will but one endure . Iust. Thy Character of me , lov'd Spinola , Thus farre I may without vaine glory owne , Truely to love my friend , yet hate no man , And since mine own experience finds how well Thou do'st the one , I would perswade the other ; Nor would I now convert thee to a Stoicke , To make thee thinke there are no injuries , Or if there be , that wise men cannot feele 'm , These , I confesse , are not compatible With thy condition ; on th' other side , I can encourage none , much lesse my friend To take a scandall , when there is none given , To call that injury , which is in truth A liberty that every man may challenge ; Or if Imperial ought t' have wav'd the same , Yet since the will is free , thou could'st expect But Fatherly perswasion , to incline Th' affections of his daughter , all the rest Is ravishment , or tyranny at best . Spin. I know not how the rigid schooles define A fathers power , in their beg'd principles , As if the freedome of the will extended To silly wenches , to restraine the power Of them that gave them first and second being ; No , it was onely his inveterate malice That closely lurk't under a new fein'd freindship That stuck on me and mine this contumely , Which ought to be resented farre above An injury , by any generous spirit ; Iust. Let it be what thy fancy apprehends , Which scarce appeares in the least circumstance , Yet generous spirits at poore contumelies , As seldome stoope as Eagles doe to Flyes . Spin. What is there that should wound an active spirit , Like base contempt ? Iust. The guilt of one base act . Spin. Should we not then be jealous of our fame ? Iust. If we within finde cause of jealousie . Spi. Reports may brand , although they be untrue . Iust. Yes , those that take their honour upon trust . Spi. Our honour by opinion must subsist , Iust. Then every puffe of winde will scatter it . How can we call that ours , which must depend On the rash will , and vainer voyce of others ? But herein thou most slightst thy selfe to doubt Thou canst be undervalued by any , Much more contemn'd by him that dares not thinke Himselfe to be the worthier , but that thou Suggests it for him , in thy vaine suspition : They that beleeve themselves despis'd , confesse An inward doubt of their owne worthinesse . Spi. I am not for my part ambitious Of the dull fame of stupid patience , To be admir'd for wanting common sense , Like Cato , that could let one spit in 's face , And when he should have wip'd off the disgrace With his sharpe Sword , he did it with a Iest And his soft handcarcheife : This was that spirit Thou lift'st above great Alexanders merit . Iust. I , and above the glory of Hercules , Or what bold Greece hath left in histories Of her great Captaines , to their endles fame , They Monsters , Kingdomes , and their Iusts orecame : Cato fought not with Beasts , nor did live when T' was thought that Heaven might be borne up by men , But in an age when ( barbarisme being fled ) All industry and learning flourished ; And in that time did bravely set upon That Monster , in many shapes , Ambition , With all the crimes of Rome , and when the State Was ready ev'n to sinke with its owne weight He it supported with his onlie hand ; And did ( as much as one man could ) withstand Romes instant fate , till forc't to let her goe He became partner in her overthrowe ; And soe one ruine did them both oppresse ; Whom to have severd had bin wickednesse ; For was it fit that liberty should dye And Cato live ? that had bin contumely , Not the purgation of a mouth that might As well have don the Sun or Moone dispight : But I will leave thee to thy thoughts a while , For wholsome counsell like safe Physick is Vnpleasant in the taste , and must have time To worke upon the humor ; thou that art master Of so much worth , wilt master in the end Those passions that with reason now contend .
Actus Primus . Scena Tertia . Spinola . Spi. I Must needs make a strong pretence to worth , That dare pretend , Iustinian , to thy love ; But when I find how much I violate The sacred Iawes of friendship , that refuse T' anatomize my very Soule to thee ; I am compeld t a'cknowledge myne owne shame Or to suspect thy knowne fidelitie : The plot , wherewith I labour , can admit No Councell , but a necessarie faith In the bold Actor , whose subsistence binds him To resolution , and to secrecie ; All friendly trust is folly , every man H 'as one , to whome hee will commit as much As is to him committed : our designes When once they creepe from our owne private breasts Doe in a moment through the Citie flie , Who tells his secret sells his libertie : But shall I suffer this black treachery To boile within my doubtfull brest ? mischeife Though it be safe , can never be secure , Or shall I ease my thoughts , and giue it vent ? Yes ; prick a full swolne bladder to relax it , Or bore a hole 'i th bottome of the ship To coole a Calenture ? dull foole thy life Is with thy fame concern'd : besides the base Rejection of thy Sonne ( lodg'd deepely here ) He wrought the Senate to confer the charge Of our late ayde lent Savoy against France , On rash Marinò , so to blast thy merit , Be confident , he that durst often venter T affront thee , meant to prosecute thy ruine ; And t' is no greater hazard to attempt Death , than disgrace , that makes his life contemptible : On then , be bold and secret , Spinola , So shalt thou reape the double benefit Of safety and revenge : all wickednesse Is counted vertue , when 't is prosperous ; Be not by any reconcilement led To trust thy soe , th' art safe when he is dead .
Actus Primus . Scena Quarta . Imperiale , Honoria , Angelica , Nugella attending . Impe. HOw comes it , deare , that the clear sky , thy looks , Is suddenly o're-cast ? what misty vapour Hath rais'd those stormy clouds ? can bright Aurora Rise cheerfully from shrivel'd Tythons bed ? And thou so discontentedly from mine ? But I 'le not doubt the cause to spring from me , Rather from feare of yong Prince Doria's safety , Whose great affaires perhaps have made him stretch His promise to the utmost , not to breake it , Though he could not prevent our expectation , He 'l not deceive 't , but like th' approaching Sunne , Will soone expell these mists , and cheere our hearts . Hon. I am solicitous , I must confesse Of his returne , whom we have long expected , To whom we have design'd our onely daughter , And with her both our fortunes and our loves : But the true cause of all these perturbations Which you discover in my countenance , Is a strange dreame ( heaven make it but a dreame ) And I perhaps should but have thought it so , Had not my daughter , ev'n this very night , And the same houre , as neere as we can guesse , With the like vision been disquieted : Me thought we harbour'd in our house a Wolfe , Bred up so tame , that all did handle him , Which like a dogge would fawne on them that beat him , Til on a time , accompanied with another Of his owne race , he rush't into the chamber Where I together with my Daughter sate , There they resum'd their native crueltie : The one assaulted her , the other me , And tearing first our Iewells from our necks , They made us both at length their farall prey : Ang. Oh , how the terrour of that dreadfull vision Affrights my Soule ! I tremble when I thinke on 't ? Me thought the heartstrings of Prince Doria crack't At the dire newes , it prov'd the overthrowe Of our whole Family : we differ but in this , The Savadge executioners to me Seem'd to be Beares , creatures as bloody as wolves . Imp. It is no wonder that your dreames concurr'd , Since there is that relation in your blood : I must beleeve , you had the day before Communicated some sad thoughts together , Which in the night your wakefull fantasies From a like temperature of braine reduc't Into like formes , suggesting that for truth Which is at best but fond imagination ; What can be vainer then a womans dreame ? T' is lesse to be regarded then her teares , Which are prepar'd to flow at her command . Hon. Cassandra's true predictions were dispis'd . Imp. And well they might , had Troy bin provident . Hon. Many at length deplore their unbeleife . Imp. But more lament their rash credulitie . Hon. Future events by dreames have bin reveal'd . Imp. So did old wisards doubtfull things vnfould By flights of birds , such witchcrafts now are seas'd , And we from those darke errours are releas'd : To talke of visions is an indiscretion , Practis'd by Children , and distemperd persons : Go then ; prepare your selves for solid joyes , On this day the Republick yearly paies A retribution to our Familie , And as I heare ( the time being Carnivall ) Some mirth shall season our solemnitie ; If Doria come to day , as we expect , To morow nothing shall be heard of us But songs of Hymen and Thalassius . Hon. Never could any wretches be more glad To be deceiv'd . Ang. My heart continues sad .
Actus primus . Scena quinta . Imperiale . O Wretched state of man , to whom the time : By nature made for ease , is found unquiet ; Sleepe , properly cald rest , who can expresse How restles it becomes through various dreames ? Which are so strongly formed by the fancy That though they be most false , and when we wake Should wholly vanish , yet even then they leave A deepe Impression in the troubled mind ; Nor doth this onely happen to weake women , But unto men of speciall eminence , Working vpon their hopes aswell as feares , Who many times to their confusion Have by such drowsie errors bin seduc'd ; Hence did Amilcar venture to assault Strong Syracuse deluded by a dreame ; But though it be a folly beyond pardon To venture life or fortune in pursuit Of such a vanitie , yet in all things Abundant warines can never hurt : My slaue may not unfitlie be compar'd To a tame Wolfe , or Beare , who may perchance Resent his late sharpe castigation ; Him will I send to my owne Galley , where He shal be chain'd from mischeife , and to me Not prove unusefull , when the smallest boult May eas'ly be remov'd , who would omit it ? Let others lose themselves in laborinthes Of hidden superstition , and beleeve The ayre to be replenished with spirits , Who by a naturall and inherent virtue Foreseeing things to come , and taking pity Vpon improvident man , reveale by visions The dangers that approach , to th' end he may By timely care prevent his misery ; I 'le not depend on such intelligence T' informe me whether Spinola hath buried ▪ Or only hid , his long continued malice , I 'le fetch my preservation neerer ; hence , That shall conserve this individuall ; No man can suffer ill but from himselfe , Fate only awes the slothfull ; wisdom barres The powerfull operation of the starres . Chorus of two . 1 THose men that mischiefe do devise , Had need to borrow Argus eyes To looke about ; a poore slave may By chance lie hid , and then betray . 2 Within the house they may suspect That walles and bedds may them detect , And in the feild they must provide , That not a bush a spie may hide . 1 And albeit they shut the doore , Having well searcht the house before , Yet they may be betray'd ; for proofe , Iove in a shower did peirce the roofe . 2 Though in the feild no tree , nor bush , Nor bird be neere , nor winde doth rush , Yet undiscern'd a fairy drab Their whole discourse may heare and blab . 1 Then since that neither house , nor field , To our black crumes can safety yield , Let us be virtious , and not feare What all the world can see or heare . 2 Our dreames are often found to bee Fruits of a wandring phantasie ; Yet many times they likewise are Sure pledges of Caelestiall care . 1 Some men beleeve too much , and some Conceive no truths by dreames can come ; It is a knowledge given to fewe To finde if they be false or true . 2 Then as it is a rash misprision To count each idle dreame a vision ; So it 's an error at the least To thinke all visions are quite ceast .
Actus Secundus .
Scena prima . Francisco . CAn no advice of friends ? nor mine owne reason Hold me from strong pursuite of what I finde Can never be obtaind ? am I so stupid After so many scornes not to desist ? An arrow shot sooner may be recal'd Then her affection ; th' Apenine , the Alpes Will eas'lier be removed then her Father : Feed not thy selfe , fond foole , with desperate hopes : But shall I , arm'd with powerfull love , consult With timerous discretion ? the weake Child Of feeble age ? the towring Eagle may More eas'ly be confin'd within high walls Then that wing'd boy , that hover'd over Chaos Be ty'd to humane possibilities : What transformations did the Antique Poets Affirme to have bin wrought on men and Gods By his sole deity ? which Iove himselfe His frequent sport had found ; what guards , what spies , He hath deceiv'd and fore't ; the fiery Bull , The wakefull dragon , and gaz'd Argus witnes . Though shee that 's truly nam'd Angelica Should now abhor thy person ; love can lend thee The shape of him she loves ; were she averse From all mankind , if she like any thing Shee may at length be brought to dote on thee : But may I not be tax'd of too much sloth ? Neglecting active industry , t' expect To be assisted by such miracles ? I yet have only trod the beaten path Of vowed service , friends good will , and Ioynture ; The elder Brothers formall evidence : I am so farr from practising the art Of spells and philters , I have quite omitted Corruption of her confidents and servants : I am too cheape a lover and too tame , And hither to have taught her to deny By easie asking ; I must let her know What I dare doe : my Father is incens'd At my repulse , his old suppressed hate Renewes it selfe ; hee 'l rather condiscend To match me with a fury , then with her : It will be wisdom to decline th' alliance Of him thy Father counts his enemy : It would be wretchednesse to make thy love Depend upon th' affections of another : He never lov'd that can for any cause Suspend his love : set then before thine eyes Valiant Achilles , who acquir'd more honor By constancie , even to his enemies Daughter , In spite of th' opposition of his friends , Then ere he did by Hectors overthrowe , Redeeme the time Francisco , though 't be short , And let this one day satisfie the losse Of weekes and monthes ; her father keeps a slave A cunning Affrican , whose very soule For mony and hope of liberty I 'le buy : Him will I strait imploy ; love nere refuses The basest instruments , if they be usefull , A drudge may finde more corners in the house Than ere the master knew ; and may discover A secret inlet to betray a City ; There will I now begin , he shall advise Where I shall plant my golden batteries .
Actus Secundus . Scena Secunda . Imperiale . Molosso . Imp. I Am with wonder strucken , not with feare , At thy relation of this barbarous plot , Contriv'd against my life , after faith given , Of firme attonement : but the Leopards spots Or staines of virgin honor may as soone Be wip't away , as hatred that hath seizd A cankred brest ; this machination Is so inhumane , that to lend it credit Is a degree to inhumanity . Mol. To give slow faith to such a horrid plot Becomes a heart so full of piety ; But in this black designe many presumptions Vnite themselves to fortifie beliefe ; Nor is it to be thought , the wretch durst feine it Giving so short a time to be disproov'd ; The heavens forbid your virtuous diffidence Should lead you to the hazard : I must count This blest discovery a large recompence , Of former ills fortune hath throwne on me : For I am bold to hope , it will by you Be gratiously accepted , though I finde Some late unhappy errors have infore't Your patience to inflict just punishment On him that is your slave , and might expect The restles misery of the painfull oare , With all the wants that ever were susteyin'd In a remorsles Galley ; but your goodnes ( In spite of fate that meant all this ) is pleas'd To give me shelter under your owne roofe , And to the emulation of my fellowes To grant the favour of your houshold service ; A bondage which I truely may prefer Above the common peoples liberty : These are the benifites , that invite my soule To meditate your preservation , Which ere I cease to doe , Tyber and Poe Shall quite abandon fruitefull Italy , And wash th' Arabian sands ; though I am rude , I must abhor churlish ingratitude . Imp. Fortune and thy integrity have found A weighty occasion to confirme and fixe thee With rootes of adamant , in my good opinion : Nor doth it happen often to a servant T' injoy the happy meanes t' account himselfe The Saviour of his master : Kings are borne More frequently , then such examples found : But if to this unvalu'd benifit Thy pregnant industry can adde a second , The mischiefe to divert upon himselfe Thou having sav'd me now , shall crowne me then . Mol. Great sir , you owe the thanks of what 's yet don To chance alone ; I am ambitious Of somthing that might merit , if at least The diligence and industrie of one Of my condition , may deserue that title . Imp. It may , it may ; great merit is in story Ascrib'd somtimes to bondmen ; all our soules Are free and equall , thence our merits flow : Why should the person vilifie the worke , And not the worke rather ennoble him ? It is the benefit we looke upon , And not the givers meane condition . Mol. I have a ripe designe that shall both give Assurance of the truth of what I brought And powre the vengeance on your enemy ; Nor can it ever be discovered To hurt your fame ; it shall amaze the actor And shall be speedy too ; things of long time Are ever doubtfull , lost in expectation , Propounded usuallie for private ends , Gain'd by degrees ; an acceptable deede Hath double welcome when t' is don with speede . Imp. Noble Molosso , such thy virtues make thee , Proceed with Courage in thy enterprize , Which I 'le not presse to know ▪ till the event , But by implicit trust freelie declare What confidence I meane to place in thee ; And take from me this iust incouragement To rest assur'd , thy service hath not met With an ungratefull master : I shall never Forgive my late credulitie , that meant T' have added to his former punishment .
Actus Secundus . Scena Tertia . Molosso . Sango . Francisco . Mol. HE 's now made sure , I must with speed find out Yong Spinola , and speake with Sango too , Behold 'um both together , t' will succed ; San. See where Molosso comes , sir . Fran. O t' is hee . How is 't Moloss ? thy face hath busines in 't I would thou wert at leasure . Mol. My toil'd body Will not admit a cheerefull countenance ; But I can throw of care if you command . Fra. Wouldst thou embrace redemption ? Mol. Aske me whether I would not wish some shade if I were broil'd Vpon the Libian Sands , where Cancer raignes : But Sir if I mistake not , you sustaine A greater servitude , yet seeke not freedome . Fra. Thou wouldst perswade me to shake off Loves fetters . Mol. Rather to change them into chaines of gold , To wealth and ornament ; it may be done Without your Chimicall projection . Fra. Thou shouldst not stand in need of that t' inrich thee , Could this b' effected . Mol. Sir , I have no art , Nor leisure to discourse , but I have heard There is by fare an opportunity Allotted every man , to make him rich And happy too , provided he take hold , And I am confident that 's offer'd you . Fra. What ? to enjoy divine Angelica ? No treasure else can make me rich or happy . Mol. When she is brought into your own possession , You can but blame your selfe , if she depart . Fra. I shall destroy my selfe if then she scape , But how ? prithy convey thy joyfull newes Into me by a reverend secrecie , That I may be all eare , while thou art whispering . They whisper . San. What plot should this be now ? I long to know , Molosso doubts some accident may happen Vpon his Masters death , and wisely seekes To gaine a friend , under whose safe protection He may be sheltred from a sudden storme ; I have an equall share in the successe Of his designes ; his preservation 's mine , And therefore need not be inquisitive , Th' assured fate of his obdurate Lord May make that good hee promiseth ; the daughter , If once the Father were remov'd , perhaps Would entertaine new thoughts , me thinks she should Be sensible of Dorias neglects : Who can condemne this yong mans hot desire ? Were I as free , as noble as himselfe , I should most willingly become her slave , And I doe hate my forc't condition For no one ill so much , as that it brings Despaire of such transcendent happinesse Fra. I 'me ravisht with it , 't is the sprightfull childe Of thine owne braine , and will not brook delay . Mol. That 's true : I 'le see that all things be prepar'd : If the least wheele be out of frame , the watch Is altogether uselesse . Fra. Winde it up , That I may observe each minute of the time That is the Crysis of my life or death : First take a taste of my ensuing bounty , It may relieve thee , should we be discover'd : If by this plot my present hopes succeed , All future Lovers shall thy story reade .
Actus Secundus . Scena Quarta . Sango . Molosso . San. I See thou hast a golden plot in hand , Thou must impart . Mol. Halfe this is due to thee By our establisht law of equall fortunes . San. I would I might share with Francisco too . Mol. That riddle quickly will unfold it selfe : But Sango , I 'me glad I met thee , I was forc't For some important reasons to reveale This weighty secret to my Patron . San . how ? Mol. I was compell'd to do 't . San. What ? to disclose it ? And unto him ? is this your dumb mans vertue ? Canst thou so soone forget thine own vile wrongs ? Hath the dull ayre of Europe chil'd thy bloud ? For thy sole cause I hardly could containe My present joy in the discovery , Though death stood gaping for me while I heard it , And would'st thou cowardly betray thy fortune ? Mol. My obligation to my starres and thee , Their Mercury , can never be exprest ; Which I have husbanded to my advantage . It is the ground from whence I 'le take my rise , To leap , and fall like dreadfull thunder on him ; It is not vengeance , but soft pietie To wish a foes death , when hee 's fit to dye , To let him live , and feele himselfe so wretched , That he shall seeke and sue for absent death , Is a revenge becomes me , and I 'le have it ; Thou know'st my Patrons former trust was chang'd Into a sudden jealousie , which sprang From consciousnesse of his base injuries ; This hath remov'd that doubt , and set me right In his lost good opinion , which I meane Still to confirme by my strict diligence , Till time and opportunity shall shew How far this petty-mischiefe I 'le out-goe . San. Now are thy thoughts full plum'd , it pleases me To see thee mount , not flag in thy revenge : I must confesse , I love a present mischiefe , But , if it may conduce to thy brave ends , To make a feyn'd retrait , and then returne With greater violence ; I must consent , And when th' art ready for thy great assault , But , this , and I shall joyne ; in the meane time Let nothing be discover'd to my Patron ; If that be , death 's the best I can expect . Mol. Rest thou secure , and to expresse my thanks , It shall not be the least part of my plot , To give thee meanes to gaine the full fruition Of her that Genua so admires and strives for . San. Can there be hope of such a happinesse ? Mol. I , and a good assurance of successe . San. I shall embrac 't with all the circumstance Of danger , that bold treason undergoes , Or what accompanies forbidden love In the most jealous climes : I should desire In the fruition of such blisse t' expire . Mol. Stoutly resolv'd , come , let us lay our ground , We shall build sure , when our foundation 's sound .
Actus Secundus . Scena Quinta . Verdugo . VNder a homely habit many times , Vertue lyes hid ; this rusticke weed conceales An Engine that can frustrate providence : When I attempt the death of any man , No towne of Garrison , not his owne house , Nor any place of sanctuary can save him : Nor doth my praise consist in this alone , That I command the life of whom I list ; A desperate wretch may claime that priviledge : He that is weary of his owne , may be Lord of anothers life ; but such attempts Hatch't onely by a phrensie , seldome prosper : My actions are the fruits of a bold spirit , Temper'd with judgement , done with secrecy : Hence is our brave profession found to be Of speciall use to awe the insolent , And secure those that seeke to live in peace . What satisfaction is it to a man That receives wrong , to call his enemy forth , And then expose himselfe to equall hazard ? Or in strict Common-wealths t' appeale to law , As if a feyn'd submission in set words Could cure the piercing sting of injury ; No , 't is assurance of a close revenge That plants civility , deters and keeps men From giving , and from suffering affronts ; This benefit we bring to every man , Yes , and the publicke States of Italy , How ere they censure our particular actions , Receive no small security from us ; Treason would hardly finde just punishment Within their narrow territories , if we Should not , like eager hounds , pursue the traytors , And make them know , that in another Country The justice of their owne can overtake them ; Let then the sloathfull taxe us , that our ends Are not the publicke good , but private gaine , Which we preferre above mankinde ; this is But what 's objected to the souldier ; he Will fight against his brother for reward , Men ought to follow their vocation ; The fountaine of our livelyhood is profit , Without which , honour challenging the skill To nourish arts , cannot provide us clothes , Nor vertue , noys'd to be the greatest good , Procure us bread . Nor yet is our profession More cruell then the gravest ; I have heard Of Lawyers , that are priviledg'd to cut Their clyents throats , with a perplext Indenture , A parchment Saw . The learn'd Physitian Following the long and beneficiall way Of reverend Galen , by degrees will purge The humours of his Patient , till he leaves Nothing but bones for death , and hungry wormes To gnaw upon ; as for his pliant skinne , That , while he lives , by pieces is pul'd off , Till he be wholly flea'd : the Vsurer , I' st not his use to binde men first in bonds , And bring 'um then to execution , Extending both their bodies and their lands Vpon a racke ; we are more pitifull , And by an unexpected way dispatch Quicker then lightning , or a cunning heads-man , For all the ill of death is apprehension ; How 's Imperiale wrong'd ? if when he hath But newly said his prayers , I release him From the ensuing miseries of age ; And when that work 's perform'd , my charity May doe as much for Spinola himselfe , Provided I be offer'd like conditions : My hand of justice is not partiall . But soft , this pleasing contemplation May make m' omit the time of action , Which now drawes neere ; my plot is so contriv'd , That being pursu'd with resolution , It cannot want successe ; our best designes Are often crost , when through a fond remorse We change our counsels : few have learn'd the skill To be or wholly good , or wholly ill . Chorus of two . 1 FOnd youth to hope , where no hope is , And to be brought to place thy trust On him , that makes deceit his blisse , And counts it folly to be just : Goe wash an Ethiop white , and finde Faith harbour'd in a slavish minde . 2 Love wanting eyes , makes all men blinde , That to his power submit their wils ; No counsell can acceptance finde , But such as their owne lust fulfils . To be in love , and to be wise , Apollo to himselfe denyes . 1 When he that hath received harme , Requites it with pretended love , We must beleeve 't is but a charme , Quick-ey'd suspition to remove . Some may doe good for good , few will Be brought to render good for ill . 2 Is it not strange to finde a Trade ? Will act what our Revenge devises ? To see such formall bargaines made To kill , or wound at severall prises ? At which those publique States connive That doe by private faction thrive . 1 But though some do commit these crimes , Yet let not us beleeve we may , Only cry out against the times , And be our selves as bad as they : But let our virtuous deedes prevent Both theirs , and our owne punishment .
Actus Tertius .
Scena Prima . Angelica , Nugella . Ang. ALthough my father hath resolv'd all doubts ▪ My reason could obiect ; yet still I feele A chilling vapor hover in my brest , Which many times breakes forth in suddaine sighes , For which I can assigne no other cause Than that the world cannot affoord a Ioy Vnmixt with reall or supposed sorrow ; Hence is it that most Brides are found to weepe , Yet know not why upon their wedding day . Nug. Such follies are too common , I confesse , But should I have the happines to see Young Hymen in his yellow socks my guest , I 'de entertaine him with no other teares Than such as from prest grapes in Autumne flowe , Werewith his drowsy head and wither'd garland I would bedewe ; till to his twinkling eyes Each tapour should present a double light , While waggish Boyes should with their wanton Songs : Prepare our thoughts to our insuing pleasures . Ang. Fie , fie , Nugolla , no laciviousnes Can ere become solemnities , that must Create us Matrons ; there is cause to feare Their chastity , that unchaste songs can heare . Nug. It is a shame to lend our eares to that We are alow'd to do ? Ang. Yes many things Are lawfull , and yet shamefull to be don Or spoken publikely . Nug. A woman may Be free in outward Gesture , yet preserve An inward chastity ; and I know many Both rich and Noble Ladies so dispos'd . Ang. T' is not the glittering canopie of greatnes , But th' humble vaile of modesty must guard A womans fame ; which being once throwne off Leaves her expos'd to every bould assault . Nug. But when she 's found impregnable , t wi'll stop Their vaine attempts . Ang. A fort cannot be thought Impregnable , that offers frequent parlies . Nug. Yet that ( as I have heard ) is often don To gaine advantage and delude the foe . Ang. Can it beseeme a Virgin or a Wife To play with all th' allurements of desire ; And thinke her honour 's safe , if she abstaine From the bare act , the duller part of lust . Nug. They do but imitate those Chariot drivers That you were wont to reade of , whose praise was To come as neere as might be , and not touch ; Love hath ordained by an antique lawe Newly reviv'd , that every place and roome In Ʋenus pallace , be alow'd for sport , Except her cabinet , that , must not be Open'd nor touch't , at least not willingly . Ang. Thou wilt be waggish still , But hark who knocks ? This wench that never felt the fire of love Thinks like a wanton Child , it may be plaid with , But she will one day finde it far more raging Than that which fierce Medaea did convey Into Creusas robe : how now ? who is 't ? Nug. A stranger , with a letter , which he saies He must present to your owne hand . Ang. Admit him ; If it be from my Doria , I feare Some unexpected accident , wherein His honour is concern'd , retards his comming ; But I must likewise arme my selfe for wiles : Such love as ours , cannot want envious plots .
Actus Tertius . Scena Secunda . Doria disguised . Angelica . Nugella . Dor. I Shall not be discover'd by my voyce , Italian Virgins are at distance woed , And more by fame , then verball courtship won : This speakes my errand , leaves no circumstance To be related by the messenger ; See how her bloud retires , to ayde her heart , So lookes bright Phoebe , when Thessalian charmes Strike her with feare , or th' early Rose , whose beauty Nipt by a later frost , appeares like snow : Now it returnes , and settles in her cheekes , As if the newes tooke no impression : Such orient beames when youthfull day returnes , By the bedewed Shepheard are beheld . Ang. I may suppose you , sir , not ignorant Of what you bring ; and may beleeve y'have heard Some thing of yong Prince Doria and me . Dor. Lady , I have ; fame with her silver trumpet Hath blaz'd your constant loves . Ang. And are you not Strangely amaz'ed to see me reade these lines Without a shower of teares ? Dor. If they relate Any disaster , you then imitate Those ancient Worthies , that had bravely learn'd To conquer passion at the first assault . Nug. You think yong women very impatient To have their joyes defer'd : my Ladie 's wise To beare it thus , so long as he is safe . Ang. Hee 's dead , Nugella ; the great . Generall Writes me , that he having the sole command Of an important place , forsooke the same , And in his swift retrait , receiv'd a shot I' th hinder part of 's head . Nug. O dolefull accident ! Ang. Canst thou be so ingratefull to my Doria , To lend it such a serious beliefe As may deserve a teare ? Nug. I would I durst Suspect what comes so to our woe confirm'd . Ang. Were it confirm'd by the unerring seale Of this wise State , it should not merit faith . Nug. Alas , he was not to be thought immortall . Ang. But was he not to be acknowledg'd valiant ? That attribute his foes did not deny him : Had these contrived lines contain'd but this , Brave Doria's slaine , a torrent , hence , had gusht , That like Alpheus , had through earth and sea Wander'd unmixt , till in the gulfe of death , It should have lost it selfe in seeking him . But when I finde impossibilities Basely obtruded , my true love disdaines To lend beliefe to any circumstance . Mars could as soone be frighted from his spheare , As he from any charge he undertooke : 'T is a malitious scandall ; and although My nature ev'n abhors to use a stranger With any incivility , yet I 'm forc't To taxe the bearer with this vilde imposture . Dor. By great Saint George , the Patron of this State , Doria himselfe is not more innocent . Ang. That name is sacred , let me then conjure thee To answer truely but to this one question . Dor. I shall . Ang. Was there before you left the Army . Any report of this sad newes you brought ? Dor I dare not say there was . Ang. The Pallace cracks When such a pillar fals , the Generall One of those many which my fortune wood , Envious that Doria gain'd both that and me : And knowing well , that valour alwaies is The speciall obiect of a noble love , Attempted thus to shake my constancy : But if the fates should prove so cruell to me , To make me survive him ; this is my vow , To stand for ever like sad Niobe , A weeping statue to his memory . Dor. Never did such a vertuous courage reft In the calme harbour of a Virgins brest .
Actus Tertius . Scena Tertia . Spinola . AS the flye Fowler , having over night , Set cunningly his artificiall net , Early returnes , with an assured hope To finde the fowle insnar'd , so are my thoughts Wholly possest with present expectation Of the glad newes of my successefull plot ; The mannaging whereof , I never can Within my selfe sufficiently applaud : I have not like rash Piso , foolishly Dispers't my trust , nor like the sonnes of Brutus , Disclos'd my secret , where a servant might Discover , and betray ; my warinesse In a safe garden whisper'd my designe , And but to one , that if it should miscarry , And he through feare or punishment confesse , Yet I am sure to have but one accuser , Whose testimony my power and bold denyall Would easily convince ; but these mistrusts Are altogether needlesse : I may be As confident as those Sicilians , Who when their chiefe confederate was surpriz'd , So much relide upon his resolution , As that not any one of them would flie , And so conceale their bold conspiracy . Behold my kinsmen bringing joyfull newes .
Actus Tertius . Scena Quarta . Evagrio . Fidele . Spinola . Eva. OH that I were snatcht up into the skye ! And there transform'd into a cloud , that so I might dissolve into a shower of teares . Fid. Can the day see such mischiefe , and be seene ? And not make haste to shrowd his guilty head Vnder the gloomy Canopy of night ? Spin. What earthquake ? what prodigious spectacle Hath strucke you both with horror ? Eva. Oh he 's dead ! Spin. Why should that so amaze or you ? or me ? Since death must be the lot of every man . Fid. Alas your sonne . Spin. How does it concerne him ? Eva. Great sir , your deare and onely sonne is slaine . Spi. How 's this ? Fid. He 's murther'd sacrilegiously , Even in the Temple-porch , he was disguis'd , And thought of all t' have bin Imperiale . Spin. I am undone . Fid. The desperate actor was Clad in a country habit , and it seemes , Mistooke the person ; when he saw his face , He tore his viperous haire ; the Iudge was present , Who gave command to bring him instantly , To receive speedy judgement , Spin. Over-reach't ? In my owne plot ? the sword of my revenge Turn'd on my selfe ? and drown'd in mine owne bowels ? I am betraid , yet cannot suspect how ; It could not be by any mortall subtilty , It was some divell lurking in the ayre ; How shall I be reveng'd ? O that he would Assume a humane body , that I might Encounter him ! but I have found the way , I 'le study the blacke art , turne Conjurer , And then impose a labour on them all , Worse then Ixion , or the Belides Are said to undergoe . Eva. We have done ill , To rush upon him with such violence ; The sudden griefe hath halfe distracted him ; Wee 'l strive to temper it with better hopes , Things may not be so bad as our affections Have made us feare ; Francisco Spinola Was often nam'd . Fid. But neither of us both Can say we saw him dead . Spin. Nay then I see Y' are villaines hir'd , suborn'd to undermine me . First you confound me with your horrid newes , And then confesse ye may be both mistaken : But I am arm'd with patience , if Imperial Retaining still his late abjured malice , Hath by some hellish art contriv'd this mischiefe , I may in just resentment of my wrongs , Implore heavens vengeance , on his perjur'd head , And this is all y' are like to screw from me . Fid. Let not your troubled thoughts make you doubt us , Who for his life would sacrifice our own . Spi. I will devise a stratagem , shall need No other hand but this , which I 'le conceale From my owne selfe , till th' instant time of action ; For if I should disclose it in a place Where there are trees , or flowers , I am betraid : I would not breathe it forth , unlesse it were After a dreadfull thunder , that had purg'd The ayre , and frighted thence those subtill spies , That to our foes by night betray our plots . Eva. You have a faithfull friend , to whom you may Safely powre out the secrets of your heart , The wise Iustinian . Spin. Oh that name is like A pretious balme to cure the wounds of fortune ! Fid. Please you retire , I 'le bring him presently . Spi. No wilde rebellion of my passions can Make me neglect the friendship of that man .
Actus Tertius . Scena Quinta . Molosso , Imperiale . Mol. NOw you may see , sir , you were not abus'd In our discovery , and I hope you finde My undertakings and your trust made good ; Imp. The Sunne at noone is not more cleerely seene ; But may it not breed a suspition That he was clad like me ? Mol. Why sir you know That it is now the time of Carnivall , When every man takes what disguise he pleases . Imp. But I much wonder how he was perswaded To put himselfe so soone into my habit . Mol. I brought him to a strong beliefe , that he By that device and my assistance should Convey away your daughter . Imp. I intended The Father should be punish't , not the sonne . Mol. By this your vengeance is more exquisite ; Make your account that with the son y' have thrust The father through , who having found himselfe Ore-reach't by you , or by his owne just fare , In such a counterplot must needs at length Become his owne dire executioner : In the meane time his life is worse then death . Imp. True , true , death is the end of misery : To die 's not wretched , but to live wretchedly , Vengeance is meere compassion when we kill , I feele a joy beyond expression ; There is no pleasure like to sweete revenge ; But I desire things should be carried so That I be still reputed innocent . Mol. That 's my sole care , the Brave in th' act was taken , And by commandment of the present Iudge , Is brought already to receive his tryall . Imp. Thou shalt do well to harken a loofe off , I 'le take no notice but in generall , And will proceed in our intended mirth . Mol. By all meanes sir . Imp. We must at this time shun Vnusuall privacie ; keepe thou thy distance , But know , that both my life and fortunes are Most willingly committed to thy care .
Actus Tertius . Scena sexta . Iudge , Doctòr , Witnesses , Verdugo , Officers . Iud. SInce it hath bin the custome of this state To place a stranger on this high Tribunall Ordayning a professor of the Lawes , As his assistant ( being the place you hold ) It is our duty to discharge that trust With all integrity , and not to looke Vpon mens persons , but to weigh their crimes In equall ballance , to which purpose now Although a strange and horrid sacriledge Ha's cald us hither in unusuall haste ; Yet it must be our cheife care to proceed With due deliberation ; otherwise Though just our sentence be , we are unjust . Doc. I have for some yeares had the happines To be a witnes of your constant session , In all which time I have not heard a sentence Pronounc't by you that envy could pervert . Iud. We must not thinke we deserve prayse for that Which to neglect would merit punishment . Doc. But yet there are degrees of good and ill , Wherein the actor takes a liberty . Iud. Yet where the lawe prescribes a certaine rule A iust Iudge cannot challenge liberty : But let us now pursue the worke in hand , Where is the pris'ner ? Off. Heere . Doc. Let him draw neere . Iud. His name ? Off. He calls himselfe Virdugo , sir . Iud. Then know , Virdugo , though thy haynous fact Be evident , yet the Iustice of this state Grants thee free leave to answer for thy selfe . Ver. . I thanke the state for their set complement . Iud. Bring forth the witnesses that he may see them . Off. They are both heere an 't please your excellence . Iud. Have they bin sworne ? Doc. Yes both sir , before me . Iud. Then , by the oath you tooke , declare the truth Of what you know concerning this delinquent , Begin you first . Wit. 1. Aboute som three howres since Being in the Domo , I espi'd this man At his first entrance , and although I never To my remembrance saw his face before , Yet instantly I found a strange mislike Of his aspect , which did increase the more , Because I saw him often fix his eyes On him he slew , whom I conceiv'd to be Signior Imperiale , I reveal'd my thoughts To this yong man who then stood next me , who Concurring with me , did resolve as I To watch him narrowly ; we both agreed To keepe on either side of him , at length In midst of all the crowd , raising his arme To fetch his blow , he hit me with his elbow , At which I suddenly laid hold on him , Supposing he had snatcht at some mans purse , But then I saw drop from his hand the sheath Of that dire weapon , he had newly buried In the warme bowels of that Gentleman . Wit. 2. Most part of this I averre , I stood so neere him That I perceiv'd the motion of his arme , And looking down , spi'd bloud upon his hand . Ver. The Canker take your Phisiognomy That made you try conclusions upon me . Iud. There cannot be more cleere and pregnant proofe , What have you to alledge in your defence ? Doc. He hath confest the fact . Iud. Hath he confest Who set him on ? whether he meant to kill Signior Imperiale , or yong Spinola ? Ver. The one had done me wrong , but destiny Made th' other take a Carnivall disguise Somewhat too soone . Iud. Such recreations Though in themselves they be in different , Yet in a sacred Temple th' are prophane , And draw downe vengeance . Ver. Had there bin but hope To have enervated their testimony : The racke , nor the Strapado , no nor yet The subtler torment both of fire and water Should have inforc't me to the least confession : But 't is my fate , and therefore let me heare My passing bell , my doome quickly pronounc'd ; For 't were ridiculous to expect favour , Since your integrity ( as you confest ) May not shew any , where the law condemnes . Doc. Dar'st thou deride the Iudge ? Iud. Let him alone , He hath no sence of his owne misery , His boldnesse moves not me , I shall proceed With the unchanged countenance of Law , And with a voyce not furious , but severe ; When I condemne a guilty man , 't is done , As if I strooke a Serpent , not with passion . Doc. His wicked acts have hardned him , he came No novice to this cruell enterprise . In Venice he climing a Ladder , shot Through the glasse window a Clarissimo Sitting at supper , flew a Count of Naples In his owne garden , having first observ'd A place where he might scale the wall t' escape ; And that his wants may not obtrude the guilt Vpon his fortune , he but lately ravish't A yong and Noble Virgin in Siena , The onely daughter of Petruccio . Ver. Can that be thought to be a great offence ? Doc. The harmelesse man thinks it no great offence , With hot and beastly lust to vitiate A Damzell , at the most but ten yeers old . Ver. Beleeve it , I have found um good at eight ; Why there are many like Quartella , sir , Remember not that they were ever maids . Iud. He takes delight not onely in the act , But in the infamy of wickednesse ; But I will rid the world of such a monster ; And therefore now , Verdugo , I pronounce , Because th' hast heap'd up crimes , and drunk in vice , Which is dispersed into every limbe , Thy body shall be laid upon a wheele , And limb by limb be broken , till thou dyest ; Nor shalt thou then finde any other grave , Then the blacke mawes of Vultures , and remaine In the meane time a spectacle to men : This sentence justice hath declar'd by me . Ver. Sir ? Iud. Not to be revok't , take him away , And early in the morning see 't be done . Ver. I 'le beare it manfully , although I feele Ixion ▪ like the torment of the wheele , Iud. Such malefactors in a State are like To putrified members in mans body , Which like a skilfull Surgeon , law findes best To cut off quite , lest they infect the rest . Chorus of two . 1 LOve built on vertue , cannot be Led by a rash credulitie , To entertaine reports that tend To the dishonour of a friend . True love is confident , a doubt That slakes loves fire will put out . 2 As they whose tongues are us'd to erre Are not beleev'd , when they averre That which is true , so when we know A story false in part , we grow Iealous of all ; if truth once touch On falshood , it is render'd such . 1 When men in their revengefull hate Doe study others ruines , Fate Acts Iustice part , to let them see They plotted their owne misery . 'T is just that they themselves should finde , What they to others have design'd . 2 But how are these amaz'd , when they Being about to seize their prey , Finde themselves caught , yet doe not know From whence they did receive the blow : Like him that hid his gold in hope To keepe it safe , but found a rope . 1 Though they could blinde and bribe the law , And keepe all witnesses in awe By their great power , though they could make By cunning the whole Stake mistake : Yet can they be so void of sense , To thinke to cozen Providence ? 2 If mischiefe-workers would but bend Their guilty thoughts , to weigh the end Of their ill deeds , they would confesse , No safety found in wickednesse . How can those crimes that heaven doth see And so abhor , unpunish't be ?
Actus Quartus .
Scena Prima . Evagrio ; Iustiniane . Eva. BEleeve it sir , h 'as all the signes of phrensie , His inflam'd bloud boyles in his swelling veynes , His eyes appeare like fire , his colour changes , He grates his teeth , and falters in his speech ; Sometimes he folds his armes , and deeply sighes , Then strikes his angry foot againnst the ground . Iust. Doth he continue in such violence As at the first ? Eva. Yes sir , by fits ; sometimes A stupid silence seizeth him , and then He breaks againe into his former rage . Iust. These are , I must confesse , the noted symptomes Of a hurt fancy ; he 's of a high spirit Apt to resent a wrong ( if it could be ) From fate it selfe ; but , where he takes , a friend , On whom a man may build , as on a rocke . Eva. True sir , his rising passions at your name , Like a tumultuous multitude , at sight Of a grave Iudge , were for the time appeas'd ; See where he comes , I pray observe , he vents His passions often in poeticke rage .
Actus Quartus . Scena secunda . Spinola , Iustiniano , Evagrio . Spi. YEe Furies , active ministers of hell , That have your heads invironed with Snakes , And in your cruell hands be are fiery scourges , Lend me your bloudy torches to finde out , And punish th' author of my deare sonne murther , Assist Megaera with a new revenge , Such as even thou would'st feare to execute : Let a vast sea of bloud o're-flow his house , And never ebbe till I shall pitty him ; Ease now th' infernall ghosts , remove the stone From th' Attick thiefe , and lay it on his shoulders , Let the swift streame deceive his endlesse thirst , And let his hands winde the unquiet wheele , That hourely tortures the Thessalian King : Let Vultures tire upon his growing Liver , But let 'um ne're be tir'd ; and since there is One of the fifty Danaan sisters wanting , Let them admit that man into her roome , And with their Pitchers onely load his armes ; How am I sure 't is he ? or if it be ? It is the law of Retribution , And is but just , my conscience tels me so : Hence childish conscience , shall I live his scorne ? And the whole Cities Pasquill ? I abhor it , Were he protected by the thunderer , I 'de snatch him from his bosome , and in spite Of his revengefull thunder , throw him quicke Into the throat of the infernall dog ; Or if that monster be not yet releast , Since great Alcides drag'd him in a chaine , Through th' amaz'd townes of Greece , Enceladus That with his earth-bred flames affrighteth heaven , Rather then he shall scape , shall fire the world : But I delay , and weare away the time With empty words , why doe I call for Furies ? That beare in mine owne breast a greater fury Then Acheron and night did ever hatch ; I 'le dart my selfe like winged lightning on him ; Have I no friend ? Iust. Yes , one that dares assist you In a more valiant act , to crush that Fury , And to restore brave Spinola to himselfe . Spin. O faithfull soule , my deare Francisco's murder'd . Iust. A heavy fate , yet such as should be borne Without so strange a tumult , what you give T'unbridled rage , you take from your revenge . Spi. Wilt thou allow me to take vengeance , speake , But speake Iustinian with thy wonted faith . Iust. Yes , such as law and Iustice shall allow . Spi. I have no skill in Law , and as for Iustice , Your learned Stoickes make it but a foole , A very animal . Iust. 'T is now not seasonable To tell you whether Iustice , Fortitude , And th' other vertues may be called creatures ; But I must tell you , that no creature can Be happy , wanting them ; whereof that man Deprives himselfe , that subjugates his reason , On which they all depend , to brutish passion ; Could you but be perswaded to reflect Vpon your selfe , to see as in a glasse , What a deformity this vice hath brought Vpon your soule , although you hated me , You would embrace my counsell . Spi. Deare Iustinian , Fortune hath nothing left that 's worth my hope , But thy affection ; at thy sole command , I would attempt to swim the mid-land sea , When Aeolus and Neptune are at warres , Expose my selfe to the fierce Dragons jawes , Enraged by the theft of Hercules ; At thy command I 'le live ; hark , hark , what 's that ? It is the voyce of my dead son , that cals For vengeance ; see , see where he stands and points At his still-bleeding wound ; he bids me thinke What he had done ere now , had we chang'd fates ; Did you not see him ? Iust. No , nor you your selfe , 'T was nothing but a strong impression made In your disturb'd imagination . Spi. Could both myne eyes and eares be so deceiv'd . Iust. That happens often to perplexed mindes . Spi. Alas , what shall I do ? Iust. Let me perswade you But to retire , perhaps some milde repose May softly steale upon your troubled spirits , To give you ease . Spi. If you will have it so , My passions in my brest shall silence keepe , I 'le be as tame , as ( what you wish me ) sleepe . Iust. Waite on him in , I 'le follow presently .
Actus Quartus . Scena Tertia . Iustiniano . THe vnexpected death of his deare sonne , So wounds his soule , that his distracted fancy Suggests beliefe , he saw and hard him speake , But that cannot seeme strange , if we consider How far imagination doth usurpe Vpon the power of Reason , though it be A faculty coincident to Bruites , Receiving objects from the common sence ; But these his perturbations I suspect To flow from mixt affections , greife , and anger , The last of which , sinkes deepest in the hearts Of most of us Italians , and I doubt That he thereby having involv'd himselfe In that , which is our Nations crime , Revenge ; Hath bin by th' other faction vndermin'd : If this be , his disease is cureable , Yet so , as every vertuous man must thinke The remedy as bad as the disease , Vnles strickt Iustice do becom th' avenger , Or that their owne sad fates appease his rage ; O how it wounds my heart to see my freind And one that truly meriteth that name But for that vice , whereof not to be guilty Is made a vice heere , by the Tyrant custome ) Plung'd in distresse , that cannot receive counsell : But could he once with safety be restor'd To his owne native ingenuity , He would detest such crimes ; his candid soule Appeares in this , that in the midst of fury , The sight or name of him he lov'd before Can Orpheus-like calme his enraged spirit : I therefore am oblig'd by sacred freindship Even to devote my selfe to all iust meanes Of his recovery , and I will performe it , To cure Orestes ( If the Heavens so please ) There shall not want a faithfull Pylades .
Actus Quartus . Scena Quarta . Imperiale , Honoria , Angelica , Servants , Freinds , Doria , Maskers . Imp. ARe all things ready . Ser. Yes sir . Imp. Noble friends , Your presence gives addition to the honor Which some young Gentlemen are pleas'd to do me In the free presentation of their mirth Most seasonable in time of Carnivall , And fit to celebrate this joyfull feast Which we may challenge as our holy-day . Fri. 1 The honor of this day chiefely belongs To you and to your family , but yet The benefit redounds to the whole State , Which every yeare is thankfully acknowledged . Fri. 2 The State , by such acknowledgement invites All generous spirits beyond common duty To venture life and fortune for her safety . Imp. This common wealth that makes them truly happy That share the blessings of her government Disdaines not , like a tyranny , to owe A benefit to subiects ; nor rewards With banishment , in stead of Bayes , their merit : But hark , musicke proclaims the maskers comming , Be pleas'd to take your places , there are seats . Fri. 1. I must crave leave to place your daughter , sir , She that is once betrothed is a Bride . Imp. 'T were incivility in her , or us , If you request it , not to be uncivill , Sit downe Angelica . Hon. Sit downe , sit downe , Our friends desires are in our house , commands .

A boy , clad like a nuptiall Genius sings this song .

COme Hymen , light thy full branch'd Pine , And let a rosie wreath entwine Thy reeking brow , let thy brave sire With liquid vertue thee inspire , While waggish boyes in witty rimes , Taxing the follies of the times , Spare not their masters , who are now Content this freedome to allow ; Thus the chaste girdle of the Bride Must be by pleasant rites unti'd , But let darke silence bring to bed Such as want Hymen when they wed .

The song ended , Hymen and his Fescennine youths appeare clad in antique formes , dancing a wanton dance , at the end of which , Prince Doria representing Thalassius , enters with other young gentlemen his friends , attired like Romans , with their swords drawne : at sight whereof Hymen and his company runne away confusedly : then they put up their swords , and dance a warlike dance , at the end whereof Doria suddenly embraceth Angelica , the Masquers all crying out

Mas. For Thalassius , for Thalassius . Imp. Though custome challengeth a liberty To take our wives and daughters forth to tread A measure without scandall , yet t' embrace , And whisper too , requires a better warrant Then carnivall permission , it implyes Domesticke priviledge , or an affront . Mas. For Thalassius , for Thalassius . Imp. That voyce was frequent at a publick rape , But sacred hospitality forbids All jealousie of any ill intent . Dor. Not , as the Romans when they had betraid The Sabine Virgins , do my glad friends make These acclamations of Thalassius , But rather as a more auspicious name Then that of drowsie and lascivious Hymen ; Behold the late Ambassador himselfe Thus contradicts his owne feyn'd embasie . Aug. My Doria ! Hon. O perfect happinesse ! Fri. 2. See how Prince Doria hath surpriz'd us all , Transform'd into a nuptiall Deitie . Imp. My doubt is in the better sense resolv'd : You may perceive y' are welcome by the joy Exprest both by my daughter , and my wife , In no dry complement , but in a moist And silent Oratory . Dor. Which works more On my affections , then a golden tongue ; But tell me my divine Angelica , How could'st thou at the tidings of my death , Put on a valiant incredulity ? And when thou find'st me safe burst out in teares . Ang. To lend beliefe to any ill report Of a known friend , although aver'd with boldnes , In common friendship were unpardonable , Much more in such a love as mine , which finding In a mayne part a manifest untruth Was for your honour bound to slight the rest : And though there be a contrarietie In the true causes of our joy and griefe , Yet both are often times exprest with teares , Dor. I could not entertaine nor then nor now , The least suspition of thy constancy , But truest love delights to please it selfe With such disguises , and to finde by trials Our owne assurance many wayes confirm'd : Nor had I ventur'd to disturb thy thoughts , Which thy discerning judgement did prevent , But that I had a present remedy . Ang. I might have safely tasted what the Mede , Or the fierce Parthian dips his arrows in , So long as there was such an antidote . Dor. Were I left helplesse by Machaons art , Thy presence hath a vertue would restore me , Pandora on whom each Deity bestow'd A severall gift , was not endow'd like thee . Imp. So soone at strife ? if you will needs contend Who will love best , I 'le put you both together . Dor. He whose ambition made him weep and sweat Within the narrow limits of one world , Did never thirst so much for fame and glory , As I for that encounter , in which combat , Whether I vanquish , or am vanquished , I shall not envy Pompey or Caesars triumphs : In the meane time I 'le crave an houre or two For preparation of some necessaries , Whereof my absence makes me destitute . Imp. Troth my occasions have the like request , And therefore if this noble company Will honour us to morrow with their presence , We shall endeavour to requite their loves . 1 Fri. Most willingly . 2 Fri. And at your nuptiall feast , Wee 'l wish that every grace may be your guest . Dor. I 'le soon return , my heart with thee shal stay As a sure pawne . Ang. You carry mine away . Imp. You have some busines too must be dispatcht , Goe , loose no time ; Molosso come thou hither , I leave thee in my absence to take care , That supper be prepar'd , and tell the Steward That great revenue , parcimony , now Must be by us neglected : thriving men In charges that come seldome , are profuse .
Actus Quartus . Scena Sexta Molosso . I Shall sir , yes , by that time you returne , You shall confesse you have a skilfull Cater : Why should proud greatnesse undervalue us , And our condition ? since all men are slaves ; If we survey the greatest monarchies , What art their Courtiers else ? with all the suits They either beg or weare ? the rich Banquier Enthrals his debtor , and his money him : This Captaine is a captive to that wench ; This Magistrate to bribes ; that Lord to pride , This Statesman to ambition ; all to feare : From whence we only that have nought to loose , Are free , and that shall instantly appeare ; I 'le send the servants forth , that Sango and I May act our part with more security . See how the fates themselves have help'd to bring The Beast into my toile , and made both him And his whole house the subject of my vengeance , My joy is such , I cannot temper it : As when the bloud-hound in a leash being led , Noseth the ground , and while the prey 's far off , Spares both his mouth and feet , but drawing neer , Will open wide , and drag away his leader , So are my thoughts transported , I 'le away , My fury cals for bloud , and I obey . Chorus of two . 1 VNdoubted friendship having made A strong impression in the minde , Though wilde distempers doe invade Our reason can their fury binde . Love in distracted thoughts may beare As great a sway as servile feare . 2 He whose strong passions are his foes , Is happy in a faithfull friend , That will assist him to compose Those strifes that to his ruine tend . A true friend wishes not a cause , But when ther 's need , he ne're withdrawes . 1 A Lover with no ill intent , Will Proteus-like , new formes devise , He feynes to be on errands sent , And then himselfe he will disguise Like to a god , Love loves to stray , And seldome keeps the beaten way . 2 But now the fatall time drawes neere , Wherein the errour and th' offence Of Imperiale will appeare , To trust the slave he did incense , And to encourage him to act What he once thought a heynous fact . 1 But may there not be some excuse ? At least to mitigate his fault ? That he could not expect a truce , And that he found his owne life sought : It hath bin counted Iustice still , Rather then to be kil'd , to kill . 2 Ther 's no excuse can purge the guilt That murther brings ; we must not take Our owne revenge , bloud by us spilt , Will our whole off-spring guilty make : Then let 's not blame heavens justice , when Great plagues doe light on vertuous men .
Actus Quintus .
Scena Prima . Fidele , Evagrio . Fid. VVEe see there is small hope that gentle sleepe Can find admittance to his troubled thoughts , While rage distracts them ; he 's no sooner laid To rest upon his couch , but up he starts . Eva. The wise Iustinian meanes this night to bring Some curious musicke , that may rocke his senses Into a slumber by sweet harmony , Working on his affections , we are all Eternally oblig'd to that good man ; Who though he be with hearty sorrow mov'd To see his friend in such necessity , Ev'n of his helpe , yet is resolv'd t' employ His constant care , nor will he ever thinke His debt of friendship paid by my labour . Fid. What will become of us if he miscarry ? We are his kinsmen , and have no subsistence But by his onely bounty ; I receiv'd A deadly wound in the deplored death Of his deare son , who oft was pleas'd to bid me Throw all my care on him , and now I finde My hopefull venture sunke in that brave ship . Eva. To lose out friends and fortunes I confesse , Is that which needs must shake the firmest mindes , But when there is no hope for us t' encrease Our owne affliction , and to lose our spirits , Is an infirmity beneath a man : Why should we doubt his safe recovery ? Since passion as we see , doth but disturbe His reason , not destroy 't ; when he 's at worst , He 'l hearken to the counsell of his friend . How earnestly he begs , that he may speake With Imperiale , and it seemes Iustinian Already condiscends to his request ; Me thinks that should not be , since he suspects Him to be privy to Franciscoes death ; Eva. No doubt , Iustinian understands what 's fit ; Perchance if once he shall his mind unburden His passions may remit , or he may seeme To promise , cause he would not have him crost , These things we wholly must commit to him , Whose Iudgement 's not inferior to his love : He wish'd us but withdraw awhile , we must Not be farre off , least he should chance to call , For what soe'r occasion they should have Ther 's none but we t' assist : Sango the slave Hath taken liberty to go abroad , At his owne pleasure , who would thinke the Villain Durst venture to be absent at this time ? Fid. I have observ'd a wondrous league of late Betweene him and his Cozen slave ; how ere Their Lords are far asunder , they are neere . Eva. T' is ever best when such as they are kept To dayly labor , the least ease corrupts them . Fid. There might perchance be some discovery made If they were both examined apart , And made beleeve each other had confest . Eva. Som plot , t' is like to steale a silver spoone To purchase Opium , or the drug Tobacco ; That is the height of their ambitious theft : But heark they knock I prethy go thou in , And I 'le take order to have Sango sent for .
Actus Quintus . Scena Secunda . Cater , Porter , Cooke . Cat. THou blow'st asmuch as he that carried An Oxe vpon his shoulders , set it downe , Ther 's for thy paines , Port. Troth t' was a heavy burthen . Cat Ther 's two quatrines more . Por. I thanke you , sir . Cooke . Methinks Molosso might have sav'd this charge ▪ And bin himselfe Porter . Cat. Who the Slave ? He 's now our major Domo , our Lord told me He would deliver his commands by him . He gave me order to make this provision . Cooke . I like him he begins his governement With bounty , now the Cooke may shew his skill ; Since I came hither , I have bin confin'd To severall sallets , porrage with scrapt cheese , And a few Vermicelle , such slight dishes : O when I serv'd the Grand-Dukes master Cooke How we were all employd ! I can remember , What lectures of our Mystery hee 'd read , Stiling the belly master of all arts , And by a modell of his owne invention Demonstrate how the antique Cookes were wont To dresse th' intire Boare ; he was a Scholler And would discourse of the delicious Sumen And of the noble Patrons of the kitchin Both Greeks and Romaines ; he was wont to speake Most reverently of one Apitius , Cat. Why what was he ? Cooke . A man of a brave stomack , That spent upon his belly neere three millions , And having cast up his accounts , and found Only two hundred and od thousand crownes Remayning to support his appetite , Doubting he should be famisht , rather chose To live by fame , and end his life with poison : But prethy knock ; there was another too , One Nomentanus , but far short of him : Will they not open ? we shall all be shent , Knock harder . Cat. Sure they are a sleepe , perhaps The Slave being overleaven'd with his favour Hath made himselfe starke drunke ; we shall disturbe Our Lady and her Daughter , I much wonder Mistris Nugella comes not to the doore . Noise within . Oh . Cooke . What noyse is that within ? some body groanes , Cat. I will goe seeke our Patron . Coo. Here he comes .
Actus Quintus . Scena Tertia . Imperiale , Cater , Cooke . Imp. VVHat , no for warder ? w' are like to sup to night At a fine houre ? Cat. W'have bin a good while here sir , Have often knockt , but cannot be let in . Coo. We thought we heard a groaning in the house . Imp. How ? knock againe , yet , this is very strange , Where should Molosso be ; perhaps my wife And daughter with their maids may all be busie , For I suppose they were to take a bath ; He certainly would not neglect my service : I know not what to thinke , my jealousie Suggests a thousand feares , goe presently , Desire the Engineer to lend m' an Engine , That I may force the doore .
Actus Quintus . Scena Quarta . Molosso , Sango above , Imperiale below . Mol. SIr , here are they Meane to make good this Fort in spite of you , And all your Engineers . Imp. What 's thy intent ? Thou know'st how farre I trust thee deare Molosso . Mol. It is not your untimely trust or favour ( That is to me but sun-shine after shipwrack ) Can satisfie your former injuries : I would have spent an age in base observance , Onely to gaine this day , this happy houre That shall produce what no time shall forget . Imp. I owe my life to thee and ever shall Make that acknowledgement , then doe not thou Destroy thine owne great merit . Mol. Think not fond man , I sav'd thy life for any love of thee , But to reserve thee for a greater plague . Imp. O my deare wife and daughter , where are they ? Mol. Both yet alive , the mischief 's done already , But not the vengeance , thou shalt that behold , Till then there 's nothing can be call'd revenge : Goe bring u'm Sango , thou hast had thy fill San. Of Nectar , sweeter far than that of Iove .
Actus Quintus . Scena Quinta . Iustiniano , Spinola , Imperiale , below , Molosse , Sango , Honoria , Angelica above . Iust. THe best Physitians in extremities , Allow their Patients what they most desire , Though ne're so seeming hurtfull : when diseases Exceed their safe and usuall remedies , They many times are cur'd by contraries : What should this meane ? Spi. I must exact your promise . Iust. Vpon condition you 'l forbeare all out-rage . Spi. Set me my bounds , and see if I transgresse . Iust. Stand here then , and be silent . Spi. Like a Statue . Mol. Behold a paire of Brides , their haire displaied , Muse not to see u'm weep , the cause is light . Imp. What is the woe that these strange signs import ? Speake my Honoria , my Angelica . Hon. That which no womans tongue is fit t' expresse , Nor any humane eare fit to receive . Imp. Mine eares may heare what such soft hearts can bear , I have a breast prepar'd for misery . Hon. Behold the Wolves , the Beares , that our sad dreams Fore-warn'd us of , which you did so despise . Mol. You heare how light the cause is , but a dreame . Hon. Our wretched story 's told and understood , In the sole repetition of that vision ; The jewels ravish't from our innocent necks . When swords and direfull threats could not 〈◊〉 By cruell force assisting one another , Wrung from us both . Ang. Oh that heavens power had pleas'd According to my fervent invocation , To have transform'd me to some ugly monster , That horror might have frighted away lust , Or else converted it to sudden rage , Whereby my life had ransomed mine honour ! Imp. Was there none neere to ayde ? where was Nugella ? Hon. Bound , and then strangled , all the rest were forth . Imp. What haste a wretched creature makes to heare His owne dire wretchednesse ? but now Molosso , Since thou hast cloy'd thy furious appetite , Vnbinde their tender hands , and send them down , That wee may all condole their heavy fortunes . Mol. If my revenge could have bin satisfied With what 's already done , it had done nothing ; No , Beares and Wolves alway persist to death , And I lament to finde so narrow a Stage To act my vengeance on , as but two women : Sango prepare . San. Command , and I obey . Ang. Then there is hope to finde compassion In more then Scythian breasts , ther 's but that left To expiate your former cruelty . Imp. O spare their lives , and all shall be forgiven ! Mol. We are too farre embark't to hope or wish To be forgiven , mischief 's upheld by mischiefe . Imp. Alas poor soules , what crime have they committed ? Mol. They are both thine Imperial , that 's their crime , And 't is the height of our triumphant glory , That thou shalt see u'm dye , cast thine eyes up . Imp. Villaine , I will not , thus I snatch away That part of thy revengefull insolence , puls out his eyes . So shall the Sun and Moon , heavens rowling eyes , Drop from their spheres at the worlds generall ruine , T' avoyd the spectacle , 't is fit my light Should be extinguish't with my dearest objects . 〈◊〉 What ? hast thou so deluded us ? thine eares Although thou want'st eyes to see , shall hear their groanes . Hon. Oh , oh ! Ang. Oh , oh ! Mol. I would have labour'd more for this revenge , Than those that search the bowels of the earth For Mynes , or dive into the Sea for pearles .
Actus Quintus . Scena sexta . Doria , Imperiale , Molosso , Sango , Iustiniano , Spinola . Dor. VVHose fortune should I envy ? that am going To take possession of a happinesse , Great , and ( what crownes felicity ) secure ? Such constant joy proceeds from vertuous love : But soft , what unexpected change is here ? Either mine eyes mistake , or my Imperial Is quite depriv'd of his ; alas , 't is so : I am amaz'd at this sad spectacle . Imp. There can be none but yong Prince Doria left , So apprehensive of my misery . Dor. What strange Eclipse ? or dire Stymphalides With their prodigious wings obscure the sun ? What cruell hand hath made us all thus wretched ? Imp. What thou behold'st , is the least part of mine , And thine owne woe . Dor. Where 's my Angelica ? Imp. She and her mother both are visely murdered ; And that 's not all , they both were ravish't first By those two savage beasts . Mol. 'T is thy fate Doria To be involv'd in that mans vow'd destruction . Dor. Where am I now , in fruitfull Italy , Or in Hircania , where there 's nothing seene But horrid monsters , and perpetuall snow ? O wickednesse ! that no age will beleeve ! And all Posterity deny ! malitious fate , That to my boundlesse misery add'st this ; To make me suffer barbarous wrongs from such As are not capable of my revenge . Were the sole Monarch of the world , the actor , Or had he but conniv'd at the deed done By his lustfull sonne or minion ; I might hope , Arm'd with the justice of my cause , to wrest The ill-sway'd scepter from him , and reduce Him and his race to unparrallel'd examples Of wofull pride , and miserable greatnesse . Then if abstracted spirits knowledge have Of humane vowes , look down deflowred Mayd , But yet no lesse a Virgin then a Vestall : Since honour cannot stoop to punish slaves , Whose vile condition sinks beneath that vengeance , 'Bove which no tyrants power could hope to clime . And since thy cruell sufferings ( blest soule ) Require strict satisfaction , loe , I turne My fury on my selfe , and punish thus Mine owne malignant fortune : who holds me ? offers to kill himselfe . Forbeare , I may not be disarm'd . Iust. That man That is transported by a desperate rage , Disarmes himselfe , he that may hinder mischiefe , And yet permits it , is an accessary . Dor. Noble Iustinian , thou wert wont to be Full of compassion , shew it now , and end A loathed life . Iust. That which had bin a crime Not to prevent , were wickednesse to act . Dor. Restore me then my sword , it is not worse To kill him that unwilling is to dye , Than t' hinder him that 's willing . Iust. If thou kil'st Thy selfe , thereby thou dost confesse a guilt . Dor. The guilty seldome inflict punishment Vpon themselves ; what wretch can keep a life So full of misery ? Iust. 'T is wretchednesse , Not to be able to beare misery , It is not as thou think'st , renowned Doria , A vertue to hate life , but to indure These weighty strokes of Fortune valiantly , And this becomes thy noble birth and spirit , On which th' afflictions of the world should fall , But as tempestuous showres into the sea . Dor. Thy counsell comes too late , sentence is given By me upon my selfe , nor canst thou save Or yet reprieve me , he that resolves to dye , Findes weapons every where , my minde could arme These hands without a sword , but it disdaines All borrowed ayde ; my weapons are within : If sudden joy can speedy death command , Why should not griefe ? and mine above all others ? Then summon all thy forces mighty sorrow , Contract this stubborne heart and stifle it , Deny it the bold priviledge , to be The last that feeles the stroke of death : so , so , It shoots a vapour that will poyson it , And choke each passage of the vitall spirits , And now I feele it beat against my breast , As if it gave th' allarum unto all The organs of my life ; O how it strugles , Disdaining to submit ! proud rebell downe , Thy lygaments are shrunke , and I approach The place , where Lovers after death reside , Where I a ghost will yet enjoy my Bride : Wilt thou not yeeld ? dost thou expect reliefe ? Time , that releaseth sorrow , shall not joyne With refresht nature to repaire thy ruine : I to a broken heart will adde this doome , No substance within these lips shall come . Mol. Thy daughter Imperiale is canoniz'd : With contrite heart devout Prince Doria , Hath vow'd a fast to his Saint Angelica . Imp. I feele so great a weight of misery , That I can scarce be sensible of more , Although it be ( what 's harder to be borne Than my calamity ) a villains scorne . spi. . Thus shall my silence breake , into remorse , Not into rage , that feaver of the soule Is quite converted to an Apathie ; Let me cry out to fate , as Hanniball At Canne , to his bloody Souldiers , spare ; Imperial know'st thou the voyce of Spinola ? By the most faithfull head of my Iustinian ( Than which there cannot be a holier found ) I truly am mov'd with pity , thy sad story Would melt a flinty heart into compassion ; Procrustes , or the wilde Inhabitants Of horrid Caucasus are milde to these . Imp. I know not , gentle Spinola how thou Canst accept thanks from me , that have from thee deserv'd so ill , It may not be suppos'd ●●an dissemble now , that Villaine there Contriv'd thy deare sons death without my knowledge , Though I am guiltie of as great a crime , For I was willing , to my too late greife Vpon discovery made by thine owne Slave Of thy intent , to have the same retorted Vpon thy selfe , the rest that wretch did plot , In whom I plac'd a wicked confidence ; And did at length too much applaud the fact , From whence our mutuall miseries result . Spi. Thy crime was but diversion of an evill , Whereof I hate the memory , and wish I could drinke deep of Lethe , to forget That impious designe , and for these villains , I 'le study a new punishment , that shall Transcend Perillus Bull , and all the torments Invented by the fierce Sicilian tyrants . Mol. 'T is wretchednesse to feare where ther 's no hope , Could'st thou beleeve , vaine Spinola , that we Would undertake to act so bold a mischiefe , And not resolve upon as brave an end ? We that have gained such a full revenge , Meane not to lose it by a poore submission To hopelesse mercy , or your new found torments ; Though fortune made us wretched slaves to you , We both retaine some sparks of th' active fire , Which the 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 Did sometimes flame in our Numidean breasts , Not yet so quench thy servitude , but we Have will and power to free our selves , behold Our liberty ; these shall restore us now To that equality that nature gave , In which blinde chance hath put a difference : One blow from these deliverers , can make An abject begger equall to a King : Sango keepe time . San. I 'm ready . The slaves 〈◊〉 each other Mol. By consent We thus avoyd & mock your punishment . Spi. The Harpies are flown suddenly to hell , And hang already on that hideous rocke ; Where dreadfull fiends lye gaping to receive 'm ; But let me , sir , become your faithfull guide To leade you to my house , where you shall live , And want no comfort love or cost can give . Imp. The onely comfort of a wretched soule Is to despaire of comfort . I see not The mansion guilty of such wickednesse , But I am seene , a wretch , in Genua , Where all my ancestors stand wreath'd with honour : I 'le wander to a desart , or else clime Some remote mountaine , where dark clouds that hung About his high erected head , shall hide me From all the eyes of men , there I 'le lament My miseries in willing banishment . Iust. What need we care how powerfull our foes be ? When slaves can bring us to such misery ? Whose innate cruelties at length appeare , Though they the same may cunningly forbeare , For their owne ends ; it is not wisedome then To place our trust in such condition'd men , Whom punishments , and wants , and feares prepare To hatred , to deceit , and to despaire : Yet these are but poore instruments , the cause That on our heads heavens indignation drawes , Springs from our selves , gainst which ther 's no defence
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