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A Select Collection of Old English Plays.by Robert Dodsley.INTRODUCTION.THOMAS RAWLINS, author of "The Rebellion," was a medallist by profession, and afterwards became an engraver of the Mint, a vocation which, in his preface, he prefers to the threadba
- 49 [_Stabs him._ ELE. And am I thus despatch'd!Had I but breath'd the s.p.a.ce of one hour longer, I would have fully acted my revenge: But O, now pallid death bids me prepare, And haste to Charon for to be his fare.I come, I come: but ere my gla.s.s is ru
- 48 [_Aside._ CHRIS. True peace of joy.[_Exeunt._ _Manent_ ELEAZAR, PHILIP, _and_ HORTENZO.ELE. 'Tis a dissembling knell; Farewell, my lords; meet there; so, ha, ha, ha! [_Draws his rapier._ Now, tragedy, thou minion of the night, Rhamnusia's[77] pew-fellow
- 47 ZAR. I'll stop you on your way; Lie there, thy tongue shall tell no tales to-day.[_Stabs him._ PHIL. Nor thine to-morrow: this revenge was well.[_Stabs him._ By this time both the slaves shake hands in h.e.l.l. ISA. Philippo and Hortenzo, stand you still
- 46 ISA. O, pity my Hortenzo!HOR. Farewell, my Isabel; my life, adieu.ALL. Mischief and horror let the Moor pursue!ELE. A concert! that amain;[74] play that amain; Amain, amain. No; so soon fallen asleep!Nay, I'll not lose this music; sirrah, sirrah, Take th
- 45 HOR. And I can tell, True misery loves a companion well.PHIL. Thou left'st me to the mercy of a Moor That hath d.a.m.nation dyed upon his flesh; 'Twas well; thou, mother, didst unmotherly Betray thy true son to false b.a.s.t.a.r.dy; Thou left'st me the
- 44 ELE. No, I'll speed[71] her myself.Arm in arm? so, so; look upon this ring; Whoever brings this token to your hands, Regard not for what purpose, seize on them, And chain them to the rest: they come--away!Murder, be proud; and, tragedy, laugh on, I'll s
- 43 QUEEN-M. Strumpet! and I not sit there, who [shall] then?ELE. Down!Back! if she touch it, she'll bewitch the chair; This throne belongs to Isabel the fair.Bring forth the princess dress'd in royal robes, The true affecter of Alvero's son, Virtuous Hort
- 42 CHRIS. What answers Lord Mendoza to the queen?CAR. I confess guilty, Philip is my son; Her majesty hath nam'd the time and place.ALV. To you, but not to us; go forward, madam.QUEEN-M. Within the circle of twice ten years since, Your deceas'd king made w
- 41 PHIL. Heart! heart! heart! heart![_Tears the warrant._ The devil and his dam, the Moor and my mother, Their warrant I will not obey: old greybeard, Thou shalt not be my jailer; there's no prison, No dungeon deep enough, no grates so strong, That can keep
- 40 So ho, ho! what, cardinal!CAR. I am not for your lure.[_Exit._ PHIL. For that then, O, [_Touching his sword_] that it had nail'd thy heart Up to the pommel to the earth; come, arm me.Ha! 'sfoot! when all our swords were royally gilt with blood, When wit
- 39 _As she goes out, enter_ ELEAZAR, ZARACK, BALTHAZAR, _and Soldiers well armed; at sight of each other, all draw_.CAR. Soldiers, call back the drum: we are betray'd.ELE. Moors, stand upon your guard; avoid, look back.QUEEN-M. What means this jealousy? Men
- 38 ELE. May be so; But I'll be sworn thy mother was a queen; For her sake will I kill thee n.o.bly.Fling me thy sword; there's mine. I scorn to strike A man disarm'd.PHIL. For this dishonouring me, I'll give thee one stab more.ELE. I'll run away, Unless
- 37 CAR. No.PHIL. Coward!CAR. By deeds I'll try.Whether your venomous tongue says true. Farewell; Courage s.h.i.+nes both in this and policy.[_Exit._ PHIL. To save thy skin whole, that's thy policy.You wh.o.r.eson fat-chapp'd guts, Ill melt away That lard
- 36 [_Exeunt._ SCENE VI._Enter_ ELEAZAR, ZARACK, _and_ BALTHAZAR.ELE. Zarack and Balthazar, are they despatch'd?ZAR. We saw 'em sprawl, and turn up the white of the eye. ELE. So shall they perish that lay countermines To cross our high designments: by their
- 35 2D STINK. Yet he may utter sweet doctrine, by your leave. But what think you of friar Cole? 1ST STINK. He? all fire: an he be kindled once, a hot catholic. 3D STINK. And you mark him, he has a zealous nose, and richly inflamed. 1ST STINK. Peace, you rogue
- 34 ELE. Prince Philip shall not be my sovereign.Philip's a b.a.s.t.a.r.d, and Fernando's dead.Mendoza sweats to wear Spain's diadem: Philip has sworn confusion to this realm.They both are up in arms; war's flames do s.h.i.+ne Like lightning in the air. W
- 33 Here lies her trial; from this royal breast Hath she stolen all comfort--all the life Of every bosom in the realm of Spain.ROD. She's both a traitor and [a] murd'ress.QUEEN-M. I'll have her forthwith strangled.ALV. Hear her speak.QUEEN-M. To heaven let
- 32 MARIA. Why from my bed have you thus frighted me?KING. To let thee view a b.l.o.o.d.y horrid tragedy.MARIA. Begin it, then; I'll gladly lose my life, Rather than be an emperor's concubine.KING. By my high birth, I swear thou shalt be none; The tragedy I
- 31 [_Exeunt._ ELE. Many good nights consume and d.a.m.n your souls!I know he means to cuckold me this night, Yet do I know no means to hinder it: Besides, who knows whether the l.u.s.tful king, Having my wife and castle at command, Will ever make surrender b
- 30 _To the_ FRIARS _making a noise, gagged and bound, enter_ ELEAZAR, ZARACK, BALTHAZAR, _and other Moors, all with their swords drawn_.ELE. Guard all the pa.s.sages. Zarack, stand there; There Balthazar, there you. The friars?Where have you plac'd the fria
- 29 ELE. Friars, stand to her and me; and by your sin I'll shoulder out Mendoza from his seat, And of two friars create you cardinals.O, how would cardinals' hats on their heads sit?COLE. This face would look most goodly under it.Friar[s] Crab and Cole do s
- 28 QUEEN-M. How?ELE. Thus: Go you, and with a face well-set do In good sad colours, such as paint out The cheek of that foul penitence, and with a tongue Made clean and glib, cull from their lazy swarm Some honest friars whom that d.a.m.nation, gold, Can tem
- 27 ELE. Ha! concubine! who does Prince Philip mean?PHIL. [_To_ ELEAZAR.] Thy wife. [_To_ ALVERO.] Thy daughter.Base, aspiring lords, Who to buy honour are content to sell Your names to infamy, your souls to h.e.l.l.And stamp you now? Do, do, for you shall se
- 26 _Enter_ FERNANDO _and_ MARIA.ELE. 'Tis right, but now the world is chang'd, you see; Though I seem dead to you, here lives a fire---- No more, here comes the king and my Maria: The Spaniard loves my wife; she swears to me She's chaste as the white moon
- 25 QUEEN-M. Sweet son.PHIL. Sweet mother: O, how I now do shame To lay on one so foul so fair a name: Had you been a true mother, a true wife, This king had not so soon been robb'd of life.QUEEN-M. What means this rage, my son?PHIL. Call not me your son.My
- 24 [_Exit._ ELE. I'll follow you. Now, purple villany, Sit like a robe imperial on my back, That under thee I closelier may contrive My vengeance; foul deeds hid do sweetly thrive.Mischief, erect thy throne, and sit in state Here, here upon this head; let f
- 23 QUEEN-M. Too true 'tis, woe is me; I am a strumpet, but made so by thee.ELE. By me!No, no, by these young bawds: fetch thee a gla.s.s, And thou shalt see the b.a.l.l.s of both thine eyes Burning in fire of l.u.s.t. By me! There's here, Within this hollo
- 22 _The Scene, Spain._ PREFACE.[This play was printed in 12^o, 1657 and 1661, with the name of Christopher Marlowe on the t.i.tle as the author, than which few things are more improbable. Yet Dilke, who printed the piece in his series (1816), believed it to
- 21 KING. But he is Sebastiano, and your son; Late by our hand made happy by enjoying The fair Evadne, dead Antonio's sister: [Her,] for whose sake he became a tailor, And so long lived in that mean disguise.PET. My joy had been too great if he had liv'd; T
- 20 _Enter_ PHILIPPA _mad_.PHIL. I come, I come; nay, fly not, for by h.e.l.l I'll pluck thee by the beard, and drag thee thus Out of thy fiery cave. Ha! on yonder hill Stand troops of devils waiting for my soul: But I'll deceive 'em, and, instead of mine,
- 19 [_Above._ PHIL. Health wait upon this royal company.KING. Knows she we are here?ANT. O no, my lord, 'tis to the twins of treason: Machiavel and Raymond.FUL. Royal! there's something in't. ALER. It smells rank o' th' traitor.PAN. Are you i' th' wind
- 18 2D TAI. To him, Vermin; thou bitt'st him, i' faith.1ST TAI. Well, act a play before the king.2D TAI. What play shall we act?3D TAI. To fret the French the more, we will act _Strange but True, or the Stradling Mounsieur, with the Neapolitan gentleman bet
- 17 Come hither, Frenchman, canst thou rule thy tongue?Art not too much a woman?GIO. No, begare, me show someting for de man.RAY. Or canst thou be like a perverse one--profess doggedness?Be as a dead man dumb, briefly be this: A friend to France, and with a s
- 16 ANT. Use modest violence.AUR. O!ANT. Stand wider, give her air.MACH. G.o.d-like physician, I and all that's mine, Will at thy feet offer a sacrifice.ANT. Forfend it, goodness; I--nay all, Ere many hours [do] make the now young day A type of sparkling you
- 15 ANT. Pardon me; there is a bar, that does Concern my life, forbids you as a friend To think on going to any place But to the tailor's house, which is not far.Come: as we go, I will relate the cause.AUR. Do, good brother.EVAD. Go, good Sebastiano.GIO. Seb
- 14 [_Exit_ PETRUCHIO.So I'll make fast The door: goodness, bear witness 'tis a potent Power outweighs my duty.ANT. Amazement! on what tenters do you stretch [me].O, how this alteration wracks my reason! I m[ust try]To find the axletree on which it hangs! A
- 13 TROT. O captain, captain! yonder is the mad Orlando the furious, and I think he takes me for----What do you call him?CAPT. What, Medor?[31]TROT. Ay, ay, Medor: the devil Medor him, he has so nuddled[32]me----O, here he comes: I'll be gone.[_Exit._ _Ente
- 12 AUR. Is this the man fame speaks so n.o.bly of?O love, Aurelia never until now Could say he knew thee; I must dissemble it.[_Aside._ PET. Come, sir, to my castle.AUR. Fie on you, sir; to kill a governor, it is a fact death cannot appear too horrible to pu
- 11 ANTONIO, _disguised, sitting in a closet_.ANT. My soul is heavy, and my eyelids feel The weighty power of lazy Morpheus: Each element, that breathes a life within me, Runs a contrary course, and conspire[s]To counterfeit a chaos: whilst the frame And weak
- 10 [_Whisper._ FUL. 'Twas an affront galls me to think on't: besides, His saucy valour might have ruin'd all Our forward fortunes, had the French been stronger: Let him be banish'd.MACH. It shall be so; My fears are built on grounds, Stronger than Atlas
- 9 RAY. Run to my tent, fetch my Philippa, slave. Why movest thou not?2D MESS. The enemy's upon us.RAY. Shall I send thy coward soul down the vaults of horror? Fly, villain, or thou diest![_Strikes him._ _Alarum._ _Enter_ MACHIAVEL, ALERZO, FULGENTIO, PANDO
- 8 EVAD. E'en what you please, your tyranny can't bear A shape so bad to make Evadne fear: Strong innocence shall guard my afflicted soul, Whose constancy shall tyranny control.[_Exeunt. A noise within, crying Rescue, rescue! Enter_ ANTONIO _and Guard; to
- 7 NUR. Upon my virginity, wonderful handsome: dear, when we are married, I'll have such a one; shall I not, chicken, ha?GIO. What else, kind nurse?NUR. Truly you tailors are the most sanctified members of a kingdom: how many crooked and untoward bodies hav
- 6 ANT. Because you speak Not like a man, that were possess'd with a Mere soldier's heart, much less a soul guarded With subtle sinews. O madness! can there be In nature such a prodigy, so senseless, So much to be wondered at, As can applaud or lend a will
- 5 GIO. Master, I take privilege from your love to hearten on my fellows.O. TAI. Ay, ay, do, do, good boy.[_Exit._ GIO. Come, my bold fellows, let us eternise, For our country's good, some n.o.ble act, That may by time be regist'red at full: And as the yea
- 4 You appear like to a gem, cut by the Steady hand of careful nature into such Beauteous tablets, that dull art, Famous in skilful flattery, is become A novice in what fame proclaim'd him doctor; He can't express one spark of your great l.u.s.tre.Madam, t
- 3 EVAD. Y' are uncivil.NUR. What aged female, for I must confess I am worn threadbare-- Would not be turn'd, and live a marriage life, To purchase heaven?EVAD. Heaven---- NUR. Yes, my dear madam, heaven; whither, My most sweet lady, but to heaven? h.e.l.l
- 2 ALER. Colonel?FUL. Signor Alerzo?ALER. Here.PAN. Signors, well-met: The lazy morn has scarcely trimm'd herself To entertain the sun; she still retains The slimy tincture of the banish'd night: I hardly could discern you.ALER. But you appear fresh as a c
- 1 A Select Collection of Old English Plays.by Robert Dodsley.INTRODUCTION.THOMAS RAWLINS, author of "The Rebellion," was a medallist by profession, and afterwards became an engraver of the Mint, a vocation which, in his preface, he prefers to the threadba