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AMBOYNA : A TRAGEDY .

As it is ACTED At the THEATRE-ROYAL ,

Written by IOHN DRYDEN Servant to His Majesty .

— Manet altâ mente repostum .

LONDON : Printed by T. N. for Henry Herringman , and are to be sold at the Anchor in the Lower Walk of the New Exchange . 1673.

TO THE RIGHT HONORABLE THE Lord Clifford of CHVDLEIGH . My Lord ;

AFter so many Favors , and those so great , Conferr'd on me by Your Lordship these many yeares ; which , I may call more properly one Continued Act of Your Generosity and Goodness ; I know not whether I should appear either more Ungrateful in my Silence , or more Extravagantly Vaine in my endeavours to acknowledge them . For , since all Acknowledgments bear a Face of Payment , it may be thought , That I have flatter'd my self into an Opinion of being able to return some part of my Obligements to You ; the just despair of which Attempt , and the due Veneration I have for his Person , to whom I must Address , have almost driven me , to Receive only with a profound Submission the effects of that Vertue , which is never to be Comprehended but by Admiration : And the greatest note of Admiration is Silence . 'T is that noble Passion , to which Poets raise their Audience in highest Subjects , and they have then gain'd over them the greatest Victory , when they are Ravish'd into a Pleasure , which is not to be express'd by Words . To this Pitch , My Lord , the sence of my Gratitude had almost rais'd me : to receive your Favors as the Iewes of old receiv'd their Law , with a mute Wonder , to think , that the Loudness of Acclamation , was onely the Praise of Men to Men , and that the secret homage of the Soul was a greater Mark of Reverence , than an outward ceremonious joy , which might be counterfeit , and must be irreverent in its Tumult . Neither , My Lord , have I a particular right to pay you my Acknowledgments : You have been a Good so Universal , that almost every Man in three Nations may think me Injurious to his Propriety , that I invade your Praises , in undertaking to celebrate them alone . And , that have assum'd to my self a Patron , who was no more to be circumscrib'd than the Sun and Elements , which are of Publick benefit to humane kind .

As it was in much your power to oblige all who could pretend to Merit from the Publick , so it was more in your Nature and Inclination . If any went ill-satisfy'd from the Treasury , while , it was in your Lordships Management , it proclaim'd the want of Desert , and not of Friends : You Distributed your Masters Favour with so equal hands , that Iustice her self could not have held the Scales more even : but , with that Natural Propensity to do good , that had that Treasure been your own , your Inclination to Bounty must have ruin'd you : No Man attended to be deny'd : no Man brib'd for Expedition : want , and desert were pleas sufficient . By your own Integrity and your Prudent Choice of those whom you employ'd , the King gave all that He intended , and Gratuities to His Officers made not vain His Bounty . This , My Lord , you were in your Publick capacity of High-Treasurer , to which you ascended by such degrees , that your Royal Master saw your Vertues still growing to His Favours faster than they could rise to you . Both at home , and abroad , with your Sword and with your Counsel , you have serv'd Him with unbyass'd Honor , and with unshaken resolution : making His Greatness , and the true Interest of your Country , the standard and measure of your actions Fortune may desert the wise and brave ; but , true Vertue never will forsake it self . 'T is the Interest of the World that Vertuous Men should attain to Greatness , because it gives them the power of doing good . But , when by the Iniquity of the Times they are brought to that extremity , that they must either quit their Vertue or their Fortune , they owe themselves so much , as to retire to the private exercise of their Honour ; to be great within , and by the constancy of their Resolutions , to teach the inferior World , how they ought to judge of such Principles , which are asserted with so generous and so unconstrain'd a Tryal .

But , this voluntary neglect of Honours , has been of rare Example in the World : few Men have frown'd first upon Fortune , and precipitated themselves from the top of her Wheele , before they felt at least the Declination of it . We read not of many Emperors like Dioclesian , and Charles the Fifth , who have preferr'd a Garden , and a Cloyster , before a Crowd of Followers , and the troublesome Glory of an Active Life , which robs the Possessor of his rest and quiet , to secure the safety and happiness of others . Seneca , with the help of his Philosophy , could never attain to that pitch of Vertue . He onely endeavour'd to prevent his fall by descending first ; and , offer'd to resign that Wealth which he knew he could no longer hold . He would onely have made a Present to his Master of what he foresaw would become his Prey : He strove to avoid the Jealousie of a Tyrant ; You dismiss'd your self from the Attendance and Privacy of a Gracious King. Our Age has afforded us many Examples of a contrary nature : but your Lordship is the onely one of this . 'T is easie to discover in all Governments those who waite so close on Fortune , that they are never to be shaken off at any turne : Such who seem to have taken up a resolution of being Great , to continue their Stations on the Theater of Business : to change with the Scene , and shift the Vizard for another part . These Men condemn in their Discourses that Vertue which they dare not practice . But the sober part of this present Age , and impartial Posterity will do right , both to your Lordship and to them . And when they read on what Accounts , and with how much Magnanimity you quitted those Honours , to which the highest Ambition of an English Subject could aspire , will apply to you with much more reason , what the Historian said of a Roman Emperour ; Multi diuti●s Imperium tenuerunt ; Nemo fortius reliquit .

To this Retirement of your Lordship , I wish I could bring a better Entertainment , than this Play ; which , though it succeeded on the Stage , will scarcely bear a serious perusal , it being contriv'd and written in a Moneth , the Subject barren , the Persons low , and the Writing not heightned with many laboured Scenes . The consideration of these defects ought to have prescrib'd more modesty to the Author , than to have presented it to that person in the World , for whom he has the greatest Honor , and of whose Patronage , the best of his Endeavours had been unworthy . But , I had not satisfied my self in staying longer , and could never have paid the Debt with a much better Play. As it is , the meaness of it will shew at least , that I pretend not by it to make any manner of return for your Favours ; and , that I only give you a new Occasion of Exercising your Goodness to me , in pardoning the Failings and Imperfections of , My Lord ,

Your Lordships , Most Humble , Most Oblig'd , Most Obedient Servant , I. Dryden .
PROLOGUE TO AMBOYNA . AS needy Gallants in the Scriv'ners hands , Court the rich Knave that gripes their Mortgag'd Lands , The first fat Buck of all the Season's sent And Keeper takes no Fee in Complement : The doteage of some Englishmen is such To fawn on those who ruine them ; the Dutch. They shall have all rather then make a War With those who of the same Religion are . The Streights , the Guiney Trade , the Herrings too , Nay , to keep friendship , they shall pickle you : Some are resolv'd not to find out the Cheat , But Cuckold like , loves him who does the Feat : What injuries soe'r upon us fall , Yet still the same Religion answers all : Religion wheedled you to Civil War , Drew English Blood , and Dutchmens now wou'd spare : Be gull'd no longer , for you 'l find it true , They have no more Religion faith — then you ; Interest 's the God they worship in their State , And you , I take it , have not much of that . Well Monarchys may own Religions name , But States are Atheists in their very frame . They share a sin , and such proportions fall That like astink , 't is nothing to 'em all . How they love England , you shall see this day : No Map shews Holland truer then our Play : Their Pictures and Inscriptions well we know ; We may be bold one Medal sure to show . View then their Falshoods , Rapine , Cruelty ; And think what once they were ▪ they still would be : But hope not either Language , Plot , or Art , 'T was writ in haste , but with an English Heart : And lest Hope , Wit , in Dutchmen that would be As much improper as would Honesty .
Persons Represented .

SCENE Amboyna .

AMBOYNA , OR THE CRUELTIES OF THE DUTCH TO THE ENGLISH MERCHANTS .
ACT I.
SCENE , I. A Castle on the Sea. Enter Harman Senior , the Governor , the Fiscal , and Van Herring : Guards . Fisc.

A Happy , day to our Noble Governor .

Har.

Morrow Fiscal .

Van Her.

Did the last Ships which came from Holland to these parts , bring us no news of Moment ?

Fisc.

Yes , the best that ever came into Amboyna , since we set footing here , I mean as to our interest .

Harm .

I wonder much my Letters then , gave me so short accounts ; they only said , The Orange Party was grown strong again , since Barnevelt had suffer'd .

Van Her.

Mine inform me farther , the price of Pepper , and of other Spices was rais'd of late in Europe .

Harm .

I wish that news may hold ; but much suspect it , while the English maintain their Factories among us in Amboyna , or in the neighboring Plantations of Seran .

Fisc.

Still I have news that tickles me within , ha , ha , ha . I faith it does , and will do you and all our Countreymen .

Harm .

Prithee do not torture us , but tell it .

Van Her.

Whence comes this news ?

Fisc.

From England .

Harm .

Is their East-India Fleet bound outward for these parts , or cast away , or met at Sea by Pyrats ?

Fisc.

Better , much better yet , ha , ha , ha .

Harm .

Now am I famish'd for my part of the laughter .

Fisc.

Then my brave Governor , if you 're a true Dutchman , I 'le make your fat sides heave with the conceit on 't , till you 're blown like a pair of large Smiths Bellows , here look upon this Paper .

Harman reading . You may remember we did endamage the English East-India Company , the value of Five hundred thousand pounds , all in one year ; a Treaty is now Sign'd , in which the business is tane up for fourscore thousand . This is news indeed ; wou'd I were upon the Castle Wall , that I might throw my Cap into the Sea , and my Gold Chain after it , this is golden news , boys .

Van Her.

This is news wou'd kindle a thousand Bonfires , and make us piss 'em out again in Rhenish Wine .

Harm .

Send presently to all our Factories , acquaint them with these blessed tidings : if we can scape to cheap , 't will be no matter what villanies henceforth we put in practice .

Fisc.

Hum , why this now gives encouragement to a certain Plot , which I have long been brewing , against these Skellum English. I almost have it here in Pericranio , and 't is a sound one faith , no less , then to cut all their Throats , and seize all their Effects within this Island . I warrant you we may compound again .

Van Her.

Seizing their Factories , I like well enough , it has some Savour in 't , but for this whorson cutting of Throats , it goes a little against the grain , because t is so Notoriously known in Christendom , that they have preserv'd ours from being cut by the Spaniards .

Harm .

Hang 'em base English sterts , let 'em e'en take their part of their own old Proverb , save a Thief from the Gallows ; they wou'd needs protect us Rebels , and see what comes to themselves .

Fisc.

You 're i th' right on 't Noble Harman , their assistance , which was a Mercy , and a Providence to us , shall be a Judgment upon them .

Van Her.

A little favor wou'd do well ; though , not that I wou'd stop the Current of your Wit , or any other Plot to do them mischief , but they were first discoverers of this Isle , first Traded hither , and show'd us the way .

Fisc.

I grant you that , nay more , that by composition made after many long and tedious quarrels , they were to have a third part of the Traffick , we to build Forts , and they to contribute to the charge .

Harm .

Which we have so increas'd each year upon 'em , we being in power , and therefore Judges of the Cost , that we exact what e're we please , still more then half the charge , and on pretence of their Non-payment , or the least delay , do often stop their Ships , detain their Goods , and drag 'em into Prisons , while our Commodities go on before , and still forestall their Markets .

Fisc.

These I confess are pretty tricks , but will not do our business , we must our selves be ruin'd at long run , if they have any Trade here ; I know our charge at length will eat us out ; I wou'd not let these English from this Isle , have Cloves enough to stick an Orange with , not one to throw into their bottle-Ale .

Harm .

But to bring this about now , there 's the cunning .

Fisc.

Let me alone a while , I have it as I told you here ; mean time we must put on a feeming kindness , call 'em our Benefactors , and dear Brethren , pipe 'em within the danger of our Net , and then we 'l draw it o're 'em : when they 're in , no mercy , that 's my maxime .

Van Her.

Nay , Brother , I am not too obstinate for saving English-men ; 't was but a qualme of conscience which profit will dispel : I have as true a Dutch Antipathy to England , as the proudest He in Amsterdam , that 's a bold word now .

Harm .

We are secure of our Superiors there ; well , they may give the King of Great Brittain a Verbal satisfaction , and with submissive fawning promises , make show to punish us , but interest is their God as well as ours : to that Almighty , they will sacrifice a thousand English Lives , and break a hundred thousand Oaths , e're they will punish those that make 'em rich , and pull their Rivals down . Guns go off within .

Van Her.

Heard you those Guns ?

Harm .

Most plainly .

Fisc.

The sound comes from the Port , some Ship arriv'd salutes the Castle , and I hope , brings more good news from Holland . Guns again .

Harm .

Now they answer 'em from the Fortress .

Enter Beamont and Collins . Van Her.

Beamont and Collins , English Merchants both , perhaps they 'l certify us .

Beam.

Captain Harman Van Spelt , good-day to you .

Harm .

Dear , kind Mr. Beamont , a thousand and a thousand good days to you , and all our friends the English.

Fisc.

Came you from the Port , Gentlemen ?

Coll.

We did ; and saw arrive , our honest , and our gallant Countreyman , brave Captain Gabriel Towerson .

Beam.

Sent to these parts from our Employers of the East-India Company in England , as General of the Voyage .

Fisc.

Is the brave Towerson return'd ?

Coll.

The same , Sir.

Harm .

He shall be nobly welcome . He has already spent twelve years upon , or near these rich Molucca Isles , and home return'd with honor and great wealth .

Fisc.

The Devil give him joy of both , or I will for him .

Aside . Beam.

He 's my particular Friend , I liv'd with him , both at Ternate , Tydore , and at Seran .

Van Her.

Did he not leave a Mistress in these parts , a Native of this Iland of Amboyna ?

Col.

He did , I think they call her Ysabinda , who receiv'd Baptism for his sake , before he hence departed .

Harm .

'T is much against the will of all her friends , she loves your Countryman , but they are not disposers of her person ; she 's beauteous , rich , and young , and Towerson well deserves her .

Beam.

I think , without flattery to my friend , he does . Were I to chuse of all mankind , a Man , on whom I would relie for Faith and Counsel , or more , whose personal aid I wou'd invite , in any worthy cause to second me , it shou'd be only Gabriel Towerson ; daring he is , and there to fortunate : yet soft and apt to pitty the distress'd , and liberal to relieve 'em : I have seen him not alone to pardon Foes , but by his bounty win 'em to his love : if he has any fault , 't is only that , to which great minds can only subject be , he thinks all honest , 'cause himself is so , and therefore none suspects .

Fisc.

I like him well for that ; this fault of his great mind , as Beamont calls it , may give him cause to wish he was more wary , when it shall be too late . Aside .

Harm .

I was in some small hope , this Ship had been of our own Countrey , and brought back my son . For much about this season I expect him , good morrow Gentlemen , I go to fill a Brendice to my Noble Captains health , pray tell him so ; the youth of our Amboyna , I 'll send before to welcome him .

Col.

We 'll stay , and meet him here .

Exeunt Harman , Fiscal , and Van Herring . Beam.

I do not like these fleering Dutchmen , they over act their kindness .

Col.

I know not what to think of 'em , that old fat Governor Harman van Spelt , I have known long ; they say he was a Cooper in his Countrey , and took the measure of his Hoops for Tuns , by his own Belly : I love him not , he makes a jest of men in misery ; the first fat merry fool I ever knew that was ill natur'd .

Beam.

He 's absolutely govern'd by this Fiscal , who was as I have heard , an ignorant Advocate in Rotterdam , such as in England we call a Petty-fogging Rogue ; one that knows nothing , but the worst part of the Law , its tricks and snares : I fear he hates us English mortally . Pray Heaven we feel not the effects on 't .

Col.

Neither he , nor Harman , will dare to shew their malice to us , now Towerson is come . For though 't is true , we have no Castle here , he has an aw upon 'em in his worth , which they both fear and reverence .

Beam.

I wish it so may prove , my mind is a bad Prophet to me , and what it does forebode of ill , it seldom fails to pay me . Here a comes .

Col.

And in his company , young Harman , Son to our Dutch Governor , I wonder how they met .

Enter Towerson , Harman Iunior , and a Skipper . Towers .

entering to the Skipper . These Letters see convey'd with speed to our Plantations . This to Cambello , and to Hitto this , this other to Loho . Tell 'em their Friends in England greet 'em well ; and when I left 'em , were in perfect health .

Skip .

Sir , you shall be obey'd . Exit Skipper .

Beam.

I heartily rejoyce that our employers have chose you for this place , a better choice they never cou'd have made , or for themselves , or me .

Col.

This I am sure of , that our English Factories , in all these parts have wisht you long the man , and none cou'd be so welcome to their hearts .

Harm . Iu.

And let me speak for my Countreymen the Dutch , I have heard my Father say , he 's your sworn Brother : And this late accident at Sea , when you reliev'd me from the Pirats , and brought my Ship in safety off , I hope will well secure you of our gratitude .

Towers .

You over-rate a little courtesie : In your deliverance I did no more , then what I had my self from you expected : The common ties of our Religion , and those yet more particular of Peace , and strict Commerce , betwixt us and your Nation , exacted all I did , or could have done .

To Beamont . For you my Friend , let me ne'er breathe our English air again ; but I more joy to see you , then my self , to have escap'd the storm , that toss'd me long , doubling the Cape , and all the sultry heats , in passing twice the Line : For now I have you here , methinks this happiness shou'd not be bought at a less price .

Har.

I 'll leave you with your friends , my duty binds me to hasten to receive a Fathers blessing .

Exit Harman Iunior . Beam.

Y' are so much a friend , that I must tax you for being a slack lover . You have not yet enquir'd of Ysabinda .

Towers .

No , I durst not , Friend , I durst not , I love too well and fear to know my doom ; there 's hope , in doubt , but yet I fixt my eyes on yours , I look'd with earnestness , and ask'd with them : If ought of ill had hapned , sure I had met it there ; and since , methinks , I did not , I have now recover'd courage , and resolve to urge it from you .

Beam.

Your Ysabinda then —

Towers .

You have said all in that , my Ysabinda , if she still be so .

Beam.

Enjoys as much of health , as fear for you , and sorrow for your absence wou'd permit . Musick within .

Col.

Heark , Musick I think approaching .

Beam.

'T is from our Factory ; some sudden entertainment I believe design'd for your return .

Enter Amboyner 's , Men and Women with Timbrels before them . A Dance . After the Dance , Enter Harman Senior , Harman Iunior , Fiscal , and Van Herring . Harm . Sen.

embracing Towerson . Oh my sworn Brother , my dear Captain Towerson ; the man whom I love better then a stiff gale , when I am becalm'd at Sea ; to whom , I have receiv'd the Sacrament , never to be false-hearted .

Towers .

You ne'er shall have occasion on my part : the like I promise for our Factories , while I continue here : This I le yields Spice enough for both ; and Europe , Ports , and Chapmen , were to vend them .

Har. Sen.

It does , it does , we have enough , if we can be contented .

Towers .

And Sir , why shou'd we not , what mean these endless jars of Trading Nations ? 't is true , the World was never large enough for Avarice or Ambition ; but those who can be pleas'd with moderate gain , may have the ends of Nature , not to want : nay , even its Luxuries may be supply'd from her o'erflowing bounties in these parts : from whence she yearly sends Spices , and Gums , the Food of Heaven in Sacrifice . And besides these , her Gems of richest value , for Ornament , more then necessity .

Har. Sen.

You are i th' right , we must be very friends , I faith we must , I have an old Dutch heart , as true and trusty as your English Oke .

Fisc.

We never can forget the Patronage of your Elizabeth , of famous memory ; when from the Yoke of Spain , and Alva's Pride , her potent Succors , and her well tim'd Bounty , freed us , and gave us credit in the World.

Towers .

For this we only ask a fair Commerce and Friendliness of Conversation here : and what our several Treaties bind us to , you shall , while Towerson lives , see so perform'd , as fits a Subject to an English King.

Harm . Sen.

Now by my faith you ask too little friend , we must have more then bare Commerce betwixt us : receive me to your bosom , by this Beard I will never deceive you .

Beam.

I do not like his Oath , there 's treachery in that Iudas colour'd Beard . aside .

Fisc.

Pray use me as your Servant .

Van Her.

And me too Captain .

Tower.

I receive you both as Jewels , which I 'le wear in either Ear , and never part with you .

Harm . Sen.

I cannot do enough for him to whom I owe my Son.

Harm . Iu.

Nor I , till fortune send me such another brave occasion of fighting so for you .

Harm . Sen.

Captain , very shortly , we must use your Head in a certain business , ha , ha , ha , my dear Captain .

Fisc.

We must use your Head indeed Sir.

Tower.

Sir , Command me , and take it as a debt I owe your Love.

Harm . Sen.

Talk not of Debt , for I must have your Heart .

Van Her.

Your Heart indeed , good Captain .

Harm . Sen.

You are weary now I know , Sea beat , and weary , 't is time we respite further Ceremony ; besides , I see one coming , whom I know you long to embrace , and I shou'd be unkind to keep you from her Arms.

Enter Ysabinda and Julia. Ysabin .

Do I hold my Love , do I embrace him , after a tedious absence of three years ? are ye indeed return'd , are ye the same ? do you still love your Ysabinda ? speak before I ask you twenty questions more : for I have so much Love , and so much Joy : that if you do not love as well as I , I shall appear distracted .

Towers .

We meet then both out of our selves , for I am nothing else , but Love and Joy ; and to take care of my discretion now , wou'd make me much unworthy of that passion , to which you set no bounds .

Ysab.

How cou'd you be so long away ?

Towers .

How can you think I was : I still was here , still with you , never absent in my mind .

Harm . Iun.

She 's a most charming Creature , I wish I had not seen her . aside .

Ysab.

Now I shall love your God , because I see that he takes care of Lovers : but my dear Englishman , I prithee let it be our last of absence , I cannot bear another parting from thee , nor promise thee to live three other years , if thou again goest hence .

Towers .

I never will without you .

Harm . Sen.

I said before , we shou'd but trouble ye .

Towers .

You make me blush , but if you ever were a Lover , Sir , you will forgive a folly , which is sweet , though I confess , 't is much extravagant .

Harm . Iun.

A has but too much cause for this excess of Joy , oh happy , happy Englishman , but I unfortunate . aside .

Towers .

Now when you please , lead on .

Harm . Sen. This day you shall be feasted at the Castle , where our Great Guns shall loudly speak your welcome . All signs of joy shall through the I 'le be shown , Whilst in full Romers we our friendship crown . Exeunt omnes .
ACT II.
SCENE . I. Enter Ysabinda , Harman Jun. Ysab.

THis to me , from you , against your friend .

Harm .

Have I not Eies , are you not fair ? why does it seem so strange ?

Ysab.

Come , 't is a plot betwixt you : my Englishman is jealous , and has sent you to try my faith , he might have spar'd the experiment after a three years absence ; that was a proof sufficient of my constancy .

Harm .

I heard him say he never had return'd , but that his Masters of the East-India Company , proffer'd him large conditions .

Ysab.

You do belye him basely .

Harm .

As much as I do you , in saying you are fair ; or as I do my self , when I declare I dye for you .

Ysab.

If this be earnest , you 've done a most unmanly and ungrateful part , to court the intended Wife of him , to whom you are most oblig'd .

Harm .

Leave me to answer that : assure your self I love you violently , and if you are wise , you 'l make some difference 'twixt Towerson and me .

Ysab.

Yes , I shall make a difference , but not to your advantage .

Harm .

You must , or falsify your knowledge ; an Englishman , part Captain , and part Merchant ; his Nation of declining interest here : consider this , and weigh against that fellow , not me , but any , the least and meanest Dutchman in this Isle .

Ysab.

I do not weigh by bulk : I know your Countreymen have the advantage there .

Harm .

Hold back your hand , from firming of your faith ; you 'l thank me in a little time , for staying you so kindly from embarking in his ruine .

Ysab.

His fortune is not so contemptible as you 'd make it seem .

Harm .

Wait but one month for the event .

Ysab.

I will not wait one day , though I were sure to sink with him the next : so well I love my Towerson , I will not lose another Sun , for fear a shou'd not rise to morrow . For your self , pray rest assur'd , of all Mankind , you shou'd not be my choice , after an act of such ingratitude .

Harm .

You may repent your scorn at leisure .

Ysab.

Never , unless I married you .

Enter Towerson . Towers .

Now my dear Ysabinda , I dare pronounce my self most happy : since I have gain'd your Kindred , all difficulties cease .

Ysab.

I wish we find it so .

Towers .

Why , is ought happen'd since I saw you last ? methinks a sadness dwells upon your Brow , like that I saw before my last long absence . You do not speak : my friend dumb too ? Nay then I fear some more then ordinary cause produces this .

Harm .

You have no reason Towerson to be sad , you are the happy man.

Towers .

If I have any , you must needs have some .

Har.

No , you are lov'd , and I am bid despair .

Towers .

Time , and your Services , will perhaps , make you as happy as I am in my Ysabinda's love .

Harm .

I thought I spoke so plain , I might be understood ; but since I did not , I must tell you Towerson , I wear the Title of your friend no longer , because I am your Rival .

Towers .

Is this true Ysabinda ?

Ysab.

I shou'd not , I confess , have told you first , because I wou'd not give you that disquiet ; but since he has , it is too sad a truth .

Towers .

Leave us my Dear a little to our selves .

Ysab.

I fear you 'l quarrel , for he seem'd incens'd , and threatened you with ruine . To him aside .

Towers .

'T is to prevent an ill , which may be fatal to us both , that I wou'd speak with him .

Ysab.

Swear to me by your Love you will not fight .

Towers .

Fear not my Ysabinda ; things are not grown to that extremity .

Ysab.

I leave you , but I doubt the consequence .

Exit Ysab. Towers .

I want a name to call you by , Friend , you declare you are not , and to Rival , I am not yet enough accustom'd .

Harm .

Now I consider on 't , it shall be yet in your free choice , to call me , one or other ; for , Towerson , I do not decline your Friendship , but then yield Ysabinda to me .

Towers .

Yield Ysabinda to you ?

Harm .

Yes , and preserve the Blessing of my Friendship ; I 'le make my Father yours , your Factories shall be no more opprest , but thrive in all advantages with ours ; your gain shall be beyond what you cou'd hope for from the Treaty : in all the Traffick of these Eastern parts , ye shall —

Towers .

Hold , you mistake me Harman , I never gave you just occasion to think I wou'd make Merchandise of Love ; Ysabinda you know is mine , contracted to me e're I went for England and must be so till death .

Har.

She must not Towerson ; you know you are not strongest in these parts , and 't will be ill contesting with your Masters .

Towers .

Our Masters ? Harman you durst not once have nam'd that Word in any part of Europe .

Har.

Here I both dare and Will , you ha' no Castles in Amboyna .

Towers .

Though we have not , we yet have English Hearts and Courages , not to endure Affronts .

Har.

They may be try'd .

Towers .

Your Father sure will not maintain you in this Insolence , I know he is too honest .

Har.

Assure your self , he will Espouse my Quarrel .

Towers .

We wou'd complain to England .

Har.

Your Countrey Men have try'd that course so often , methinks they should grow wiser , and desist : but now there is no need of troubling any others but our selves ; the sum of all is this , you either must Resign me Ysabinda , or instantly resolve , to clear your Title to her by your Sword.

Towers .

I will do neither now .

Har.

Then I 'le believe you dare not fight me fairly .

Towers .

You know I durst have fought , though I am not vain enough to boast it , nor wou'd upbraid you with remembrance of it .

Har.

You destroy your benefit with Rehearsal of it , but that was in a Ship , back'd by your Men , single Duel is a fairer Tryal of your courage .

Towers .

I 'm not to be provok'd out of my temper : here I am a Publick Person , intrusted by my King and my Employers , and shou'd I kill you Harman , —

Har.

Oh never think you can , Sir.

Towers .

I shou'd betray my Countreymen to suffer not only worse Indignities , then those they have already born , but for ought I know , might give 'em up to general Imprisonment , perhaps betray them to a Massacre .

Har.

These are but pitiful and weak excuses , I 'le force you to confess you dare not fight , you shall ha' provocations .

Towers .

I will not stay to take 'em : Only this before I go , if you are truly Gallant , insult not where you have power , but keep your Quarrel secret , we may have time and place out of this Island : mean while , I go to Marry Isabinda , that you shall see I dare : No more , follow me not an Inch beyond this place no not an Inch , adieu .

Exit Towerson . Har.

Thou goest to thy Grave , or I to mine .

Is going after him . Enter Fiscall . Fisc.

Whither so fast Min Heer ?

Har.

After that English Dog , whom I believe you saw .

Fisc.

Whom , Towerson ?

Har.

Yes , let me go , I 'le have his blood .

Fisc.

Let me advise you first , you young Men are so violently hot .

Har.

I say I 'le have his Blood.

Fisc.

To have his Blood is not amiss , so far I go with you , but take me with you further for the means : first what 's the injury ?

Har.

Not to detain you with a tedious Story , I love his Mistriss , Courted her , was sleighted ; into the heat of this he came , I offer'd him the best Advantages , he cou'd or to himself propose , or to his Nation , would he quit her Love.

Fisc.

So far you are prudent , for she 's exceeding rich .

Har.

He refus'd all , then I threaten'd him with my Fathers power .

Fisc.

That was unwisely done ; your Father , underhand , may do a mischief , but 't is too gross above board .

Har.

At last , nought else prevailing , I defy'd him to single Duel , this he refus'd , and I believe t was fear .

Fisc.

No , no , mistake him not , 't is a stout Whorson , you did ill to press him , 't will not sound well in Europe , He being here a publick Minister ; having no means of scaping shou'd he kill you , besides exposing all his Countrymen to a Revenge .

Har.

That 's all one , I 'm resolv'd I will pursue my course and Fight him .

Fisc.

Pursue your end , that 's to enjoy the Woman , and her Wealth ; I wou'd , like you , have Towerson dispatch'd ; for as I am a true Dutchman , I do hate him , but I wou'd convey him smoothly out of the World , and without noise ; they 'le say we are Ingrateful else , in England , and barbarously cruel ; now I could swallow down the thing Ingratitude , and the thing Murder , but the Names are odious .

Har.

What wou'd you have me do then ?

Fisc.

Let him enjoy his Love a little while , t will break no squares , in the long run of a mans life ; you shall have enough of her , and in convenient time .

Har.

I cannot bear he shou'd enjoy her first ; no , t is determin'd ; I will kill him bravely .

Fisc.

I , a right young Man's bravery , that 's Folly : Let me alone , something I 'le put in practice , to rid you of this Rival e're he Marries , without your once appearing in it .

Har.

If I durst trust you now ?

Fisc.

If you believe that I have Wit , or Love you .

Har.

Well Sir , you have prevail'd ; be speedy ; for once I will rely on you ; farewell : Exit Harman .

Fisc.

This hopeful business will be quickly spoil'd , if I not take exceeding care of it .

Stay , — Towerson to be kill'd and privately , that must be laid down as the groundwork , for stronger reasons then a young Man's Passion , but who shall do 't , no English Man will , and much I fear , no Dutchman dares attempt it .

Enter Perez .

Well said , I faith old Devil let thee alone , when once a Man is plotting Villany , to find him a fit Instrument .

This Spanish Captain , who commands our Slaves , is bold enough , and is beside in want , and proud enough to think he merits Wealth .

Perez .

This Fiscal loves my Wife , I 'm jealous of him , and yet must speak him fair to get my Pay ; Oh , there 's the Devil for a Castilian , to stoop to one of his own Masters Rebels who has , or who designs to Cuckold him . aside .

To Fiscal : I come to kiss your hand again Sir , six Months I am in arrear , I must not starve , and Spaniards cannot beg .

Fisc

I 've been a better Friend to you , then perhaps you think Captain .

Perez .

I fear you have indeed . aside .

Fisc.

And faithfully sollicited your business ; send but your Wife to morrow Morning early , the Money shall be ready .

Perez .

What if I come my self .

Fisc.

Why ye may have it if you come your self Captain , but in case your occasions shou'd call you any other way , you dare trust her to receive it .

Perez .

She has no skill in Money .

Fisc.

It shall be told into her hand , or given her upon honour , in a lump ; but Captain , you were saying you did want , now I shou'd think three hundred Dobloons wou'd do you no great harm , they 'le serve to make you Merry on the Watch.

Perez .

Must they be told into my Wife's hand too ?

Fisc.

No , those you may receive you self , if you dare Merit ' em .

Perez .

I am a Spaniard Sir , that implies Honour : I dare all that is possible .

Fisc.

Then you dare Kill a Man.

Perez .

So it be fairly .

Fisc.

But what if he will not be so civil to be kill'd that way ? He 's a sturdy Fellow , I know you stout , and do not question your Valor ; but I wou'd make sure work , and not endanger you who are my Friend .

Perez .

I fear the Governor will Execute me .

Fisc.

The Governor will thank you : 't is he shall be your Pay-Master ; you shall have your Pardon drawn up before hand , and remember , no transitory Sum , three hundred Quadruples in your own Countrey Gold.

Perez .

Well , name your Man.

Enter Julia. Fisc.

Your Wife comes , take it in whisper .

They whisper . Iul.

Yonder 's my Master , and my Dutch Servant , how lovingly they talk in private ; if I did not know my Don's temper to be monstrously jealous , I shou'd think , they were driving a secret Bargain for my Body ; but Cuerno is not to be digested by my Castilian . Mi Mohen , my Wife and my Mistriss , a laies the Emphasis on me , as if to Cuckold him were a worse sin , then breaking the Commandment . If my English Lover Beamont , my Dutch Love the Fiscall , and my Spanish Husband , were Painted in a piece with me amongst 'em , they wou'd make a Pretty Emblem of the two Nations , that Cuckold his Catholick Majesty in his Indi's .

Fisc.

You 'l undertake it then ?

Perez .

I have served under Towerson as his Lieutenant , serv'd him well , and though I say 't , bravely , yet ne're have been rewarded , though he promis'd largely ; 't is resolv'd , I 'le do 't .

Fisc.

And swear secresie .

Perez .

By this Beard .

Fisc.

Go wait upon the Governor from me , confer with him about it in my name , this Seal will give you credit .

Gives him his Seal . Perez .

I go .

Goes a step or two , while the other approaches his Wife .

What shall I be , before I come again ? Exit .

Fisc.

Now my fair Mistriss we shall have the opportunity which I have long desir'd . To Julia.

Perez .

The Governor is now a sleeping , this is his hour of afternoons repose , I 'le go when he 's awake . Returning .

Fisc.

He slept early this afternoon , I left him newly wak'd .

Perez .

Well , I go then , but with an aking heart

Exit . Fisc.

So , at length he 's gone .

Iul.

But you may find a was jealous by his delay .

Fisc.

If I were as you , I wou'd give evident proofs , shou'd cure him of that disease for ever after .

Enter Perez again . Perez .

I have consider'd on 't , and if you wou'd go along with me to the Governor , it wou'd do much better .

Fisc.

No , no , that wou'd make the matter more suspicious . The Devil take thee for an impertinent Cuckold .

aside . Perez .

Well I must go then . Exit Perez .

Iul.

Nay there was never the like of him , but it sha'n't serve his turn , we 'l Cuckold him most furiously .

Enter Perez again . Per.

I had forgot one thing , dear sweet heart go home quickly , and oversee our business , it won't go forward without one of us .

Fisc.

I warrant you , take no care of your business , leave it to me , I 'le put it forward in your absence , go go , you 'l lose your oppportunity ; I 'le be at home before you , and sup with you to night .

Per.

You shall be welcome , but —

Fisc.

Three hundred Quadruples .

Perez .

That 's true but —

Fisc.

But three hundred Quadruples .

Perez .

The Devil take the Quadruples .

Enter Beamont . Beam.

Ther 's my Cuckold that must be , and my fellow swager the Dutchman , with my Mistriss , my Nose is wip'd to day , I must retire for the Spaniard is jealous of me .

Perez .

Oh Mr. Beamont , I 'm to ask a favor of you .

Beam.

This is unusual , pray command it Sennor .

Perez .

I am going upon urgent business , pray sup with me to night , and in the mean time , bear my worthy friend here company .

Beam.

With all my heart .

Perez .

So , now I am secure ; though I dare not trust her with one of 'em , I may with both ; they 'l hinder one another , and preserve my honour into the bargain . Now for my Dobloons . Exit .

Beam.

Now Mr. Fiscall , you are the happy Man with the Ladies , and have got the precedence of Traffick here too ; you 've the Indie's in your Arms , yet I hope a poor English Man may come in for a third part of the Merchandise .

Fisc.

Oh Sir , in these Commodities here 's enough for both , here 's Mace for you , and Nutmegg for me in the same Fruit ; and yet the owner has to spare for other friends too .

Iul.

My Husbands Plantation's like to thrive well betwixt you .

Beam.

Horn him , he deserves not so much happiness as he enjoyes in you ; he 's jealous .

Iul.

'T is no wonder if a Spaniard looks yellow .

Beam.

Betwixt you and me ; 't is a little kind of venture , that we make in doing this Dons drudgery for him ; for the whole Nation of 'em is generally so Pocky , that 't is no longer a Disease , but a second nature in ' em .

Fisc.

I have heard indeed , that 't is incorporated among 'em , as deeply as the Moors and Jews are , there 's scarce a Family , but 't is crept into their blood like the new Christians .

Iul.

Come I 'le have no whispering betwixt you , I know you were talking of my Husband , because my Nose itches .

Beam.

Faith Madam , I was speaking in favor of your Nation : what pleasant lives I have known Spaniards to live in England .

Iul.

If you love me , let me hear a little .

Beam.

We observ'd 'em to have much of the nature of our Flies , they buz'd abroad a Month or two i' th' Summer , wou'd venture about Dog dayes to take the Air in the Park , but all the Winter slept like Dormice , and if ever they appear'd in publick after Michaelmass , their Faces shew'd the difference betwixt their Countrey and ours , for they look in Spain as if they were Roasted , and in England as if they were Sodden .

Iulia.

I 'le not believe your description .

Fisc.

Yet our observations of 'em in Holland , are not much unlike it ; I 've known a great Don at the Hague , with the Gentleman of his Horse , his Major Domo , and two Secretaryes , all Dine at four several Tables , on the Quarters of a single Pullet : the Victuals of the under Servants were weigh'd out in ounces , by the Don himself ; with so much Garlike in the other Scale : a thin slice of Bacon , went through the Family a week together : for it was daily put into the Pot for Pottage ; was serv'd in the midst of the Dish at Dinners , and taken out and weigh'd by the Steward , at the end of every Meal , to see how much it lost ; till at length , looking at it against the Sun , it appear'd transparent , and then he wou'd have whip'd it up , as his own Fees , at a Morsel ; but that his Lord bar'd the Dice , and reckon'd it to him for a part of his Board Wages .

Beam.

In few words Madam , the general Notion we had of 'em , was , that they were very frugal of their Spanish Coyn , and very liberal of their Neapolitane .

Iulia.

I see Gentlemen , you are in the way of Rallying ; therefore let me be no hinderance to your sport ; do as much for one another , as you have done for our Nation .

Pray Min Heer Fiscal , what think you of the English.

Fisc.

Oh , I have an Honour for the Countrey .

Beam.

I beseech you leave your ceremony , we can hear of our faults without choller , therefore speak of us with a true Amsterdam spirit , and do not spare us .

Fisc.

Since you command me , Sir , 't is said of you , I know not how truly , that for your Fishery at home , you 'r like Dogs in the Manger , you will neither manage it your selves , nor permit your neighbors ; so that for your Soveraignty of the Narrow Seas , if the Inhabitants of 'em , the Herrings , were capable of being Judges , they wou'd certainly award it to the English , because they were then sure to live undisturb'd , and quiet under you .

Beam.

Very good , proceed , Sir.

Fisc.

'T is true , you gave us aid in our time of need , but you paid your selves with our Cautionary Towns : and that you have since deliver'd them up , we can never give sufficient commendation , either to your Honesty , or to your Wit ; For both which qualities , you have purchas'd such an immortal Fame , that all Nations are instructed , how to deal with you another time .

Beam.

A most grateful acknowledgment , sweet Sir , go on .

Fisc.

For your Trade abroad , if you shou'd obtain it , you are so horribly expensive , that you wou'd undo your selves and all Christendome : for you wou'd sink under your very profit , and the gains of the Universal World wou'd beggar you : you devour a Voyage to the Indi's , by the Multitude of Mouths with which you Man your Vessels : providence has contriv'd it well , that the Indi's are Manag'd by us , an Industrious and frugal people , who distribute its Merchandise to the rest of Europe , and suffer it not to be consum'd in England , that the other members might be starv'd , while you of Great Brittaine , as you call it , like a Rickety head , wou'd only swell and grow bigger by it .

Iul.

I have heard enough of England ; have you nothing to return upon the Neatherlands ?

Beam.

Faith very little , to any purpose ; he has been before hand with us , as his Countrey-men are in their Trade , and taken up so many vices for the use of England , that a has left almost none for the Low Countreys .

Iul.

Come a word however .

Beam.

In the first place you shew'd your ambition , when you began to be a State : for not being Gentlemen , you have stollen the Arms of the best Families of Europe ; and wanting a name , you made bold with the first of the divine Attributes ; and call'd your selves the HIGH and MIGHTY : though , let me tell you , that , besides the Blasphemy , the Title is ridiculous ; for HIGH is no more proper for the Neatherlands then MIGHTY is for seven little rascally Provinces , no bigger in all than a Shire in England . For my main Theam , your Ingratitude , you have in part acknowledg'd it , by your laughing at our easy delivery of your Cautionary Towns : the best is , we are us'd by you , as well as your own Princes of the House of Orange , We and They have set you up , and you undermine their Power , and circumvent our Trade .

Fisc.

And good reason , if our interest requires it .

Beam.

That leads me to your Religion , which is only made up of Interest : at home , ye tolerate all Worships , in them who can pay for it ; and abroad , you were lately so civil to the Emperor of Pegu , as to do open sacrifice to his Idols .

Fisc.

Yes , and by the same token you English were such precise fools as to refuse it .

Beam.

For frugality in Trading , we confess we cannot compare with you ; for our Merchants live like Noblemen : your Gentlemen , if you have any , live like Bores ; you traffick for all the rarities of the World , and dare use none of 'em your selves ; so that in effect , you are the Mill Horses of Mankind , that labor only for the wretched Provender you eat : a pot of Butter and a pickl'd Herring is all your Riches ; and in short , you have a good Title to cheat all Europe , because in the first place , you cosen your own Backs and Bellies .

Fisc.

We may enjoy more when e're we please .

Beam.

Your liberty is a grosser cheat then any of the rest ; for you are ten times more Tax'd , then any People in Christendom : you never keep any League with Forreign Princes : you flatter our Kings , and ruine their Subjects : you never deny'd us satisfaction at home for injuries , nor ever gave it us abroad .

Fisc.

You must make your selves more fear'd when you expect it

Beam.

And I prophesie that time will come , when some generous Monarch of our Island , will undertake our quarrel , reassume the Fishery of our Seas ▪ and make them as considerable to the English as the Indies are to you .

Fisc.

Before that comes to pass , you may repent your over lavish tongue .

Beam.

I was no more in earnest then you were .

Iul.

Pray let this go no further , my Husband has invited both to supper .

Beam.

If you please , I 'le fall to before he comes , or at least while he is conferring in private with the Fiscal . aside to her .

Iul. Their private businesses let them agree , The Dutch for him , the Englishman for me . Exeunt .
ACT III.
SCENE 1. Enter Perez . Perez .

TRue , the Reward propos'd is great enough , I want it too , besides this Englishman has never paid me , since , as his Lieutenant , I serv'd him once against the Turk at Sea , yet he confess'd I did my duty well , when twice I clear'd our Decks ; he has long promis'd me , but what are promises to starving Men , this is his House , he may walk out this morning .

Enter a Page and another Servant , walking by , not seeing him .

These belong to him , I 'le hide till they are past .

Ser.

He sleeps soundly for a Man who is to be marry'd when he wakes .

Page .

He do's well to take his time , for he do's not know when he 's Marry'd , whether ever he shall have a sound sleep again .

Ser.

He bid we shou'd not wake him , but some of us in good manners shou'd have stayd , and not have left him quite alone .

Page .

In good maners , I shou'd indeed , but I 'le venture a Masters anger at any time for a Mistriss , and that 's my case at present .

Serv.

I 'le tempt as great a danger as that comes to , for good old English fellowship ; I am invited to a mornings draught .

Page .

Good morrow Brother , good morrow ; by that time you have fill'd your Belly , and I have emptied mine , it will be time to meet at home again . Exeunt severally .

Perez .

So , this makes well for my design , He 's left alone , unguarded and asleep : Satan , thou art a bounteous friend , and liberal of occasions to do mischief , my pardon I have ready if I am taken , my Money half before hand ; up Perez , rouze thy Spanish courage up , if he shou'd wake , I think I dare attempt him , then my revenge is nobler , and revenge , to injur'd Men is full as sweet as profit . Exit .

The Scene drawn , discovers Towerson asleep on a Couch in his Night-Gown . A Table by him , Pen , Ink , and Paper onit . Re-enter Perez with a Dagger . Perez .

Asleep as I imagin'd , and as fast , as all the Plummets of eternal night were hung upon his Temples : oh that some courteous Daemon in the other world , wou'd let him know , 't was Perez sent him thither : a Paper by him too , he little thinks it is his Testament , the last he e're shall make : I 'le read it first . takes it up .

Oh by the Inscription , 't is a memorial of what he means to do this day : what 's here ? my name in the first line ? I 'le read it . reads .

Memorandum , That my first action this morning shall be to find out my true and valiant Lieutenant , Captain Perez , and as a testimony of my gratitude for his honourable Service to bestow on him five hundred English pounds , making my just excuse , I had it not before , within my power to reward him . [ lays down the paper . And was it then for this I sought his life ; oh base degenerate Spaniard , hadst thou done it , thou hadst been worse then damn'd ; Heav'n took more care of me , then I of him , to expose this paper to my timely view . Sleep on thou Honourable Englishman , I 'le sooner now , pierce my own breast then thine ; see , he smiles too in his slumber , as if his Guardian Angel in a dream , told him , he was secure ; I 'le give him warning , though to prevent danger from another hand .

Writes on Towerson's Paper , then sticks his Dagger in it . Stick there , that when he wakens he may may know , To his own Vertue he his Life do's owe. Exit Perez . Towerson awakens . Towers .

I have o'reslept my hour this morning , if to enjoy a pleasing dream , can be to sleep too long : me thought my dear Ysabinda and my self , were lying in an Arbor , wreath'd about with Myrtle and with Cypress ; my Rival Harman reconcil'd again to his friendship , strew'd us with Flowers , and put on each a Crimson colour'd Garment , in which we straight way mounted to the Skies , and with us , many of my English friends , all clad in the same Robes : if dreams have any meaning , sure this portends some good — What 's that I see , a Dagger stuck into the paper of my Memorials ? and writ below , Thy Vertue sav'd thy life ; it seems some one has been within my chamber whilst I slept ; something of consequence hangs upon this accident : what ho , who waits without — None answer me : are ye all dead ? — what ho ! —

Enter Beamont . Beam.

How is it friend : I thought entring your House , I heard you call .

Towers .

I did , but as it seems without effect , none of my Servants are within reach of my voice .

Beam.

You seem amaz'd at somewhat !

Towers .

A little discompos'd : — read that , and see if I have no occasion , that Dagger was stuck there , by him who writ it .

Beam.

I must confess you have too just a cause : I am my self surpriz'd at an event so strange .

Towers .

I know not who can be my Enemy within this Island , except my Rival Harman , and for him , I truly did relate , what pass'd betwixt us yesterday .

Beam.

You bore your self in that as it became you , as one who was a witness to himself of his own courage , and while by necessary care of others , you were forc'd to decline fighting , shew'd how much you did despise the Man who sought the quarrel : 't was base in him , so back'd as he is here , to offer it , much more to press you to it .

Towers .

I may find a foot of ground in Europe , to tell the insulting Youth , he better had provok'd some other Man , but sure I cannot think 't was he , who left that Dagger there .

Beam.

No , for it seems too great a Nobleness of Spirit , for one like him to practice : 't was certainly an Enemy , who came to take your sleeping life ; but thus to leave unfinish'd the designe , proclaims the act , No Dutchman .

Towers .

That , time will best discover , I 'le think no further of it .

Beam.

I confess you have more pleasing thoughts to employ your mind at present ; I left your Bride just ready for the Temple , and came to call you to her .

Towers .

I 'le straight attend you thither .

Enter Harman senior , Fiscal , and Van Herring . Fisc.

Remember , Sir , what I advis'd you ; you must seemingly make up the business . To Harman .

Harm .

I warrant you . What my brave bonny Bridegroom , not yet drest , you are a lazy Lover , I must chide you .

To Towerson . Towerson .

I was just preparing .

Harm .

I must prevent part of the Ceremony : you thought to go to her , she is by this time at the Castle , where she is invited with our common friends ; for you shall give me leave , if you so please , to entertain you both .

Towers .

I have some reasons , why I must refuse the Honor you intend me .

Harm .

You must have none ; what my old friend steal a Wedding from me ? In troth you wrong our friendship .

Beam.

to him aside . Sir , go not to the Castle , you cannot in Honour accept an invitation from the Father , after an affront from the Son.

Towers .

Once more I beg your pardon , Sir.

Harm .

Come , come , I know your reason of refusal , but it must not prevail ; My Son has been to blame , I 'le not maintain him in the least neglect , which he shou'd show to any Englishman , much less to you , the best , and most esteem'd of all my friends .

Towers .

I shou'd be willing , Sir , to think it was a young Mans rashness , or perhaps the Rage of a successless Rival , yet he might have spar'd some words .

Harm .

Friend , he shall ask your pardon , or I 'le no longer own him ; what , ungrateful to a Man , whose Valour has preserv'd him ? he shall do 't , he shall indeed , I 'le make you friends upon your own conditions , he 's at the door , pray let him be admitted : this is a day of general Iubilee .

Towers .

You Command here , you know Sir.

Fisc.

I 'le call him in , I am sure he will be proud at any rate to redeem your kind opinion of him .

Exit Fiscal , and re-enters with Harman junior . Harm . Iun.

Sir , my Father , I hope , has in part satisfy'd you , that what I spoke , was only an effect of sudden passion , of which I am now asham'd , and desire it may be no longer lodg'd in your remembrance , then it is now in my intention to do you any injury .

Towers .

Your Father may Command me to more difficult employments , then to receive the friendship of a Man , of whom I did not willingly embrace an ill opinion .

Harm . Iun.

Nothing hence-forward , shall have power to take from me that happiness , in which you are so generously pleas'd to reinstate me . Exeunt .

Harm . Sen.

Why this is as it shou'd be , trust me I weep for joy .

Beam.

Towerson is easy , and too credulous . I fear 't is all dissembl'd on their parts . aside .

Harm . Sen.

Now set we forward to the Castle , the Bride is there before us .

Towers .

Sir , I wait you .

Ezeunt Harman Sen. Towerson , Beamont and Van Herring . Enter Captain Perez . Fisc.

Now Captain , when perform you what you promis'd concerning Towerson's death ?

Perez .

Never — There Iudas , take your hire of blood again . Throws him a Purse .

Harm . Iun.

Your reason for this suddain change .

Perez .

I cannot own the name of Man and do 't

Harm . Iun.

Your Head shall answer the neglect of what you were Commanded .

Perez .

If it must , I cannot shun my destiny .

Fisc.

Harman , you are too rash , pray hear his reasons first .

Perez .

I have 'em to my self , I 'le give you none .

Fis .

None , that 's hard ; well , you can be secret Captain , for your own sake I hope .

Perez .

That I have sworn already , my oath binds me .

Fisc.

That 's enough : we have now chang'd our minds , and do not wish his death , at least as you shall know . aside .

Perez .

I am glad on 't , for he 's a brave and worthy Gentleman , I wou'd not for the wealth of both the Indies , have had his Blood upon my Soul to answer .

Fisc.

aside to Harman . I shall find a time to take back our secret from him , at the price of his life , when he least dreams of it ; mean time 't is fit we speak him fair . To Perez .

Captain , a reward attend you greater then you cou'd hope , we only meant to try your honesty . I am more then satisfy'd of your reasons .

Perez .

I still shall labour to deserve your kindness in any honourable way . Exit Perez .

Harm .

I told you that this Spaniard had not courage enough for such an enterprize .

Fisc.

He rather had too much of honesty .

Harm .

Oh you have ruin'd me , you promis'd me this day , the death of Towerson , and now instead of that , I see him happy ; I 'le go and fight him yet , I swear he never shall enjoy her .

Fisc.

He sha'nnot , that I swear with you , but you are too rash ; the business never can be done your way .

Harm .

I 'le trust no other Arm but my own in it .

Fisc.

Yes , mine you shall , I 'le help you , this evening as he goes from the Castle , we 'l find some way to meet him in the dark , and then make sure of him for getting Maidenheads to night ; to morrow I 'le bestow a Pill upon my Spanish Don , least he discover what he knows .

Harm .

Give me your Hand , you 'l help me .

Fisc.

By all my hopes , I will : in the mean time , with a fain'd Mirth , 't is fit we guild our Faces ; the troth is , that we may smile in earnest , when we look upon the Englishman , and think how we will use him .

Harm .

Agreed , come to the Castle .

Exeunt . Enter Harman Senior , Towerson , and Ysabinda , Beamont , Collins , Van Herring : they seat themselves . Epithalamium . THe day is come , I see it rise , Betwixt the Bride's and Bridegroom's Eyes , That Golden day they wish'd so long , Love pick'd it out amidst the throng ; He destin'd to himself this Sun , And took the Reins and drove him on ; In his own Beams he drest him bright , Yet bid him bring a better night . The day you wish'd arriv'd at last , You wish as much that it were past , One Minute more and night will hide , The Bridegroom and the blushing Bride . The Virgin now to Bed do's goe : Take care oh Youth , she rise not soe ; She pants and trembles at her doom , And fears and wishes thou wou'dst come . The Bridegroom comes , He comes apace With Love and Fury in his Face ; She shrinks away , He close pursues ▪ And Prayers and Threats , at once do's use , She softly sighing begs delay , And with her hand put his away , Now out a loud for help she cryes , And now despairing shuts her Eyes . Har. Sen.

I like this Song , 't was sprightly , it wou'd restore me twenty years of Youth , had I but such a Bride .

A DANCE . After the Dance : Enter Harman Iunior and Fiscal . Beam.

Come let me have the Sea fight , I like that better , then a thousand of your wanton Epithalamiums .

Har. Iun.

He means that Fight in which he freed me from the Pirats .

Towers .

Prithee Friend oblige me , and call not for that Song , 't will breed ill blood . to Beamont .

Beam.

Prithee be not scrupulous , ye fought it bravely . Young Harman is ungrateful if he do's not acknowledge it . I say , sing me the Sea Fight .

The Sea Fight . WHo ever saw a noble sight , That never view'd a brave Sea Fight : Hang up your bloody Colours in the Aire , Vp with your Fights and your Nettings prepare , Your Merry Mates chear , with a lusty bold spright , Now each Man his brindice , and then to the Fight , St. George , St. George we cry , The shouting Turks reply . Oh now it begins , and the Gunroom grows hot , Plie it with Culverin and with small shot ; Heark do's it not Thunder , no 't is the Guns roar , The Neighbouring Billows are turn'd into Gore , Now each man must resolve to dye , For here the Coward cannot flye . Drums and Trumpets toll the Knell , And Culverins the Passing Bell. Now now they Grapple , and now board a Main , Blow up the Hatches , they 're off all again : Give 'em a broadside , the Dice run at all , Down comes the Mast and Yard , and tacklings fall , She grows giddy now like blind fortunes wheel , She sinks there , she sinks , she turns up her Keel , Who ever beheld so noble a sight As this so brave , so bloody Sea Fight .

Har. Iun.

See the Insolence of these English , they cannot do a brave Action in an Age , but presently they must put it into Meter , to upbraid us with their benefits .

Fisc.

Let e'm laugh that win at last .

Enter Captain Middleton and a Woman with him , all pale and and weakly , and in tatter'd Garments . Towerson .

Captain Middleton , you are arriv'd in a good hour , to be partaker of my happiness , which is as great this day , as Love and Expectation can make it .

Rising up to salute Middleton . Mid.

And may it long continue so .

Towers .

But how happens it that setting out with us from England , you came not sooner hither ?

Mid.

It seems the Winds favour'd you with a quicker passage : you know I lost you in a Storm on t'other side the Cape , with which disabl'd , I was forc'd to put into St. Hellens Isle , there 't was my Fortune to preserve the life of this our Country Woman , the rest let her relate .

Ysab.

Alass , she seems half starv'd , unfit to make relations .

Van Her.

How the Devil came she off , I know her but too well , and fear she knows me too .

Towers :

Pray Country Woman speak .

English Woman :

Then thus in brief ; In my dear Husbands Company , I parted , from our sweet Native Isle : we to Lantore were bound , with Letters from the States of Holland , gain'd for reparation of great dammages , sustain'd by us ; when by the insulting Dutch , our Countreymen , against all show of Right , were dispossest , and Naked sent away from that rich Island , and from Poleroon .

Harm . Sen.

Woman , you speak with too much spleen , I must not hear my Countreymen affronted .

Woman .

I wish they did not merit much worse of me then I can say of them : well we sayl'd forward with a Merry Gale , till near St. Hellens Isle we were o'retaken , or rather way-lay'd by a Holland Vessel , the Captain of which Ship , whom here I see , the Man who quitted us , of all we had in those rich parts before , now fearing to restore his ill got Goods , first Hail'd , and then Invited us on Board , keeping himself conceal'd ; his base Lieutenant ply'd all our English Mariners with Wine , and when in dead of night they lay secure in silent sleep ; most barbarously commanded , they shou'd be thrown o're board .

Fisc.

Sir , do not hear it out .

Har. Sen.

This is all false and scandalous .

Towers .

Pray Sir , attend the Story .

Eng. Woman :

The Vessel Rifl'd , and the rich Hould rummag'd , they sink it down to rights ; but first I shou'd have told you , ( Grief alass has spoyl'd my Memory ) that my dear Husband waken'd at the Noise before they reach'd the Cabin where we lay , took me all trembling with the suddain Fright , and leapt into the Boat ; we cut the Cordage , and so put out to Sea , driving at mercy of the Waves and Wind ; so scap'd we in the dark . To sum up all , we got to shore , and in the Mountains hid us , untill the barbarous Hollanders were gone .

Towers .

Where is your Husband , Country woman .

Woman :

Dead with grief ; with these two hands I scratch'd him out a Grave ; on which I plac'd a Cross , and every day wept o're the ground where all my joys lay buried . The manner of my Life who can express ! the Fountain Water was my only Drink , the crabbed Juice and rind of half ripe Lemmons , almost my only food , except some Roots ; my House the Widdow'd Cave of some wild Beast : in this sad State , I stood upon the Shore , when this brave Captain with his Ship approach'd , whence holding up and waving both my hands , I stood , and by my Actions begg'd their Mercy , yet when they neerer came , I wou'd a fled , had I been able , least they shou'd have prov'd those Murderous Dutch , I more then Hunger fear'd .

Her. Sen.

What say you to this accusation Van Herring ?

Van Her.

'T is as you said Sir , false and scandalous .

Her. Sen.

I told you so ; all false and scandalous .

Ysabinda :

On my soul it is not : her Heart speaks in her Tongue , and were she silent , her Habit and her Face speak for her .

Beam :

Sir , you have heard the proofs ,

Fiscal .

Meer Allegations and no Proofs : seem not to believe it Sir.

Harm . Sen.

Well , well , wee 'l hear it another time .

Middleton :

You seem not to believe her Testimony , but my whole Crew can witness it .

Van Her.

Ay , they are all English men .

Towers .

That 's a Nation too gen'rous to do bad Actions , and too sincere to justifie e'm done ; I wish their Neighbors were of the same temper .

Har. Sen.

Nay now you kindle Captain , this must not be , we are your Friends and Servants .

Midl .

'T is well you are by Land , at Sea you wou'd be Masters ; there I my self have met with some Affronts , which though I wanted power then to return , I hail'd the Captain of the Holland Ship , and told him he should dearly answer it , if e're I met him in the Narrow Seas : his answer was , ( mark but the insolence ) if I should hang thee Middleton , up at thy Main Yard , and sink thy Ship ; here 's that about my neck , ( pointing to his Gold Chain ) wou'd answer it when I came into Holland .

Har. Iun.

Yes , this is like the other .

Towers .

I find we must complain at home , there 's no redress to be had here .

Ysab.

Come Country woman , I must call you so ; since he who owns my Heart is English born ; be not dejected at your wretched Fortune , my House is yours , my Cloaths shall Habit you , even these I wear , rather then see you thus .

Har Sen.

Come , come , no more complaints let us go in : I have ten Romers ready to the Bride ; as many times shall all our Guns discharge , to speak the general gladness of this day . I 'le lead you Lady . takes the Bride by the hand .

Towers . A heavy Omen to my Nuptials ! My Countrey Men opprest by Sea and Land , And I not able to redress the wrong , So weak are we , our Enemies so strong . Exeunt omnes .
ACT IV.
SCENE . A Wood. Enter Harman Iunior , and Fiscal , with Swords , and disguis'd in Vizards . Harm .

WE are disguis'd enough ; the evening now grows dusk , I wou'd the deed were done .

Enter Perez with a Soldier , and over-hears them . Fisc.

'T will now be suddainly , if we have courage ; in this wild woody Walk , hot with the Feast , and plenteous Bowls , the Bridal company are walking to enjoy the cooling breeze ; I spoke to Towerson as I said I would , and on some private business of great moment , desir'd , that he wou'd leave the company and meet me single here .

Harm .

Where if he comes , he never shall return ; but Towerson stays too long for my revenge ; I am in haste to kill him .

Fisc.

He promis'd me to have been here e're now , if you think fitting , I 'le go back and bring him .

Harm .

Do so , I 'le wait you in this place . Exit Fiscal .

Perez .

Was ever villany like this ? of these unknown Assasinates ? Towerson , in vain I sav'd thy sleeping life ; if now I let thee lose it , when thou wak'st ; thou lately hast been bountiful to me , and this way I 'le acknowledge it . Yet to disclose their crimes were dangerous . What must I do ? This gen'rous Englishman will strait be here , and consultation then perhaps will be too late ; I am resolv'd . Lieutenant you have heard as well as I , the bloody purpose of these Men.

Sould.

I have ; and tremble at the mention of it .

Perez .

Dare you adventure on an action as brave as theirs is base ?

Sould.

Command my life .

Perez .

No more ; help me dispatch that murderer , e're his Accomplice come ; the Men I know not ; but their design is treacherous and bloody .

Sould.

And he they mean to kill , is brave himself , and of a Nation I much love .

Perez .

Come on then . both draw . To Harm . Villain thou dy'st , thy conscience tells thee why ; I need not urge the crime . They assault him .

Harm .

Murder , ! I shall be basely murder'd ; help .

Enter Towerson . Towers .

Hold Villains ; what unmanly odds is this ? Courage , who e're thou art , I 'le succor thee .

Towerson fights with Perez , and Harman with the Lieutenant , and drive them off the Stage . Harm .

Though , ( brave unknown ; ) night takes thee from my knowledge , and I want time to thank thee now ; take this and wear it for my sake : Gives him a Ring . Hereafter I 'le acknowledge it more largely . Exit .

Towers .

That voice I 've heard , but cannot call to mind , except it be young Harman's — Yet who shou'd put his life in danger thus ? this Ring I wou'd not take as Salary , but as a gage of his free heart who left it : and when I know him , I 'le restore the pledge ; sure 't was not far from hence I made the appointment : I know not what this Dutchmans business is , yet I believe 't was somewhat from my Rival ; it shall go hard but I will find him out , and then re-joyn the Company . Exit .

Re-enter Harman Iunior , and Fiscal . Fisc.

The accident was wond'rous strange : did you neither know your Assasinates , nor your deliverer ?

Harm .

'T was all a hurrey , yet upon better recollecting of my self , the Man who freed me , must be Towerson .

Fisc.

Hark , I hear the company walking this way , will you withdraw ?

Harm .

Withdraw , and Ysabinda coming !

Fisc.

The Wood is full of Murderers , every Tree methinks hides one behind it .

Harm .

You have two qualities my friend , that sort but ill together , as mischievous as Hell could wish you , but fearful in the execution .

Fisc.

There is a thing within me call'd a Conscience , which is not quite o'recome , now and then it rebels a little , especially when I am alone , or in the dark .

Harm .

The Moon begins to rise , and glitters through the Trees .

Ysabinda within . Ysab.

Pray let us walk this way , that farther Lawn between the Groves , is the most green and pleasant of any in this Isle .

Harm .

I hear my Siren's voice , I cannot stir from hence . Dear friend , if thou wilt e're oblige me , divert the company a little , and give me opportunity a while to talk alone with her .

Fisc.

You 'l get nothing of her , except it be by force .

Harm .

You know not with what eloquence , Love may inspire my tongue : the guiltiest wretch when ready for his sentence , has something still to say .

Fisc.

Well , they come , I 'le put you in a way , and wish you good success ; but do ye hear ; remember you are a Man , and she a Woman ; a little force it may be wou'd do well .

Enter Ysabinda , Beamont , Middleton , Collins , Harman Senior , and Julia. Ysab.

Who saw the Bridegroom last ?

Harm . Sen.

He refus'd to pledge the last Romer ; so I am out of charity with him .

Beam.

Come , shall we backward to the Castle , I 'le take care of you Lady .

Iulia.

Oh , you have drunk so much you are past all care .

Coll.

But where can be this jolly Bridegroom ? answer me that , I will have the Bride satisfy'd .

Fisc.

He walk'd alone this way ; we met him lately .

Ysab.

I beseech you , Sir , conduct us .

Har. Iun.

I 'le bring you to him , Madam .

Fiscal

to Harman Iun. Remember , now 's your time , if you o're slip this minute , fortune perhaps will never send another ,

Harm . Iun.

I am resolv'd .

Fisc.

Come Gentlemen , I 'le tell you such a pleasant accident , you 'l think the evening short .

Iul.

I love a Story , and a Walk by Moonshine .

Fisc.

Lend me your hand then Madam ; Takes her by the one hand

Beam.

But one , I beseech you then ; I must not quit her so . Takes her by the other hand .

Exeunt . Re-enter Harman Iun. and Ysabinda . Ysab.

Come Sir , which is the way ? I long to see my love .

Harm . Iun.

You may have your wish , and without stirring hence .

Ysab.

My Love so near ? sure you delight to mock me .

Harm . Iun.

'T is you delight to torture me ; behold the Man who loves you more then his own Eies , more then the joys of Earth , or hopes of Earth .

Ysab.

When you renew'd your friendship with my Towerson , I thought these vain desires were dead within you .

Harm . Iun.

Smother'd they were , not dead , your Eies can kindle no such petty fires as only blaze a while and straight go out .

Ysab.

You know when I had far less ties upon me , I wou'd not hear you ; therefore wonder not if I withdraw , and find the company .

Harm . Iun.

That wou'd be too much cruelty to make me wretched , and then leave me so .

Ysab.

Am I in fault if you are miserable ? so you may call the rich mans wealth , the cause and object of the Robbers guilt : pray do not persecute me farther : you know I have a Husband now , and wou'd be loath t' afflict his knowledge with your second folly .

Har. Iun.

What wond'rous care you take to make him happy ! yet I approve your Method . Ignorance , oh 't is a Jewel to a Husband , that , 't is peace in him , 't is vertue in his Wife , 't is Honour in the World ; he has all this , while he is ignorant .

Ysab.

You pervert my meaning : I would not keep my actions from his knowledge ; your bold attempts I wou'd : but yet henceforth conceal your impious flames ; I shall not ever be thus indulgent to your shame , to keep it from his notice .

Harm .

You are a Woman ; have enough of Love for him and me ; I know the plenteous Harvest all is his : he has so much of joy , that he must labor under it . In charity you may allow some gleanings to a Friend .

Ysab.

Now you grow rude : I 'le hear no more .

Harm . Iun.

You must .

Ysab.

Leave me .

Har. Iun.

I cannot .

Ysab.

I find I must be troubl'd with this idle talk some Minutes more , but 't is your last .

Har. Iu.

And therefore I 'le improve it : pray resolve to make me happy by your free consent ; I do not love these half Enjoyments , t'enervate my delights with using force , and neither give my self nor you that full content , which two can never have , but where both joyn with equal eagerness to bless each other .

Ysab.

Bless me ye kind Inhabitants of Heaven , from hearing words like these :

Harm . Iun.

You must do more then hear 'em ▪ you know you were now going to your Bridal Bed. Call your own thoughts but to a strict account , they 'l tell you all this day , your fancy ran on nothing else ; 't is but the same Scene still you were to act ; only the person chang'd , it may be for the better .

Ysab.

You dare not , sure , attempt this villany .

Harm . Iun.

Call not the act of Love by that grosse name , You 'l give it a much better when 't is done ; and wooe me to a second .

Ysab.

Dost thou not fear a Heaven !

Harm .

No , I hope one in you . Do it , and do it heartily ; time is precious ; it will prepare you better for your Husband . — Come . Lays hold on her .

Ysab.

Oh Mercy , Mercy , Oh pitty your own Soul , and pitty mine : think how you 'l wish undone this horrid act when your hot Lust is slak'd : think what will follow when my Husband knows it , if shame will let me live to tell it him ; and tremble at a power above , who sees , and surely will revenge it .

Harm .

I have thought !

Ysab.

Then I am sure you 're penitent .

Harm .

No , I only gave you scope to let you see all you have urg'd I knew : you find 't is to no purpose either to talk or strive .

Ysabinda

running . Some succor , help , oh help .

She breaks from him . Harm .

running after her . That too is vain , you cannot scape me . Exit .

Harm .

within . Now you are mine ; yield , or by force I 'le take it .

Ysab.

within . Oh kill me first .

Harm .

within . I 'le bear you where your crys shall not be heard .

Ysab.

as farther off . Succor sweet Heaven , oh succor me .

Enter Harman Senior , Fiscal , Van Herring , Beamont , Collins , Julia. Beam.

You have led us here a Fairies round in the Moon-shine , to seek a Bridegroom in a Wood , till we have lost the Bride .

Coll.

I wonder what 's become of her ?

Harm . Sen.

Got together , got together I warrant you , before this time ; you Englishmen are so hot , you cannot stay for Ceremonies , a good honest Dutchman wou'd have been plying the Glass all this while , and drunk to the hopes of Hans in Kelder till 't was Bed-time .

Beam.

Yes , and then have rowl'd into the sheets , and turn'd o' th' t'other side to snore , without so much as a parting blow ; till about midnight he wou'd have waken'd in a maze , and found first he was Married by putting forth a Foot and feeling a Woman by him ; and it may be then in stead of kissing , desir'd yough Fro to hold his head .

Coll.

And by that nights work have given her a Proofe what she might expect for ever after .

Beam.

In my Conscience you Hollanders never get your Children , but in the Spirit of Brandee ; you are exalted then a little above your Natural Phlegm , and only that which can make you fight and destroy Men , makes you get ' em .

Fisc.

You may live to know , that we can kill Men when we are sober .

Beam.

Then they must be drunk , and not able to defend themselves .

Iulia.

Pray leave this talke , and let us try if we can surprize the Lovers under some convenient tree : shall we separate and look them ?

Beam.

Let you and I go together then , and if we cannot find them , we shall do as good , for we shall find one another .

Fisc.

Pray take that path , or that , I will pursue this .

Exeunt all but the Fiscall . Fisc.

So , now I have diverted them from Harman : I 'le look for him my self ; and see how he speeds in his adventure .

Enter Harman Iunior . Harm . Jun.

Who goes there ?

Fisc.

A Friend : I was just in quest of you , so are all the Company : Where have you left the Bride ?

Har. Jun.

Ty'd to a Tree and Gagg'd , and —

Fisc.

And what ? Why do you stare and tremble ? answer me like a man.

Har. Jun.

Oh , I have nothing left of Manhood in me ; I am turn'd Beast or Devil ; Have I not Hornes , and Tayle , and Leathern wings ? methinks I shou'd have by my Actions — Oh I have done a Deed so ill , I cannot name it .

Fisc.

Not name it , and yet do it ? that 's a Fools Modesty : Come , I 'le name it for you : You have enjoy'd your Mistriss ?

Har. Jun.

How easily so great a Villany comes from thy mouth ! I have done worse , I have ravish'd her .

Fisc.

That 's no harm , so you have kill'd her afterwards .

Harm .

Kill'd her ! VVhy thou art a worse Fiend then I.

Fisc.

Those Fits of Conscience in another might be excusable ; but , in you , a Dutchman , who are of a Race that are born Rebels , and live every where on Rapine ; VVou'd you degenerate , and have remorse ? Pray what makes any thing a sin but Law ; and , VVhat Law is there here against it ? Is not your Father Chief ? VVill he condemn you for a petty Rape ? The VVoman an Amboyner , and what 's less , now Marry'd to an Englishman : Come , if there be a Hell , 't is but for those that sin in Europe , not for us in Asia ; Heathens have no Hell. Tell me , How was 't ? Prithee the History .

Harm .

I forc'd her — VVhat resistance She cou'd make she did , but 't was in vain ; I bound her as I told you to a tree :

Fisc.

And she exclaim'd I warrant —

Harm .

Yes , and call'd Heaven and Earth to witness .

Fisc.

Not after it was done .

Harm .

More then before — Desir'd me to have kill'd her . Even when I had not left her power to speak , she curst me with her eyes .

Fisc.

Nay , then , you did not please her ; if you had she ne're had curs'd you heartily ; but , we lose time : since you have done this action , 't is necessary you proceed ; we must have no tales told .

Harm .

What do you mean ?

Fisc.

To dispatch her immediately ; Cou'd you be so senceless to ravish her , and let her live ? What if her Husband shou'd have found her ? What if any other English ? Come there 's no dallying ; It must be done : My other plot is ripe , which shall destroy 'em all to morrow .

Harm .

I love her still to Madness , and never can consent to have her kill'd , wee 'l thence remove her if you please , and keep her safe till your intended Plot shall take effect ; And , when her Husband 's gone , I 'le win her Love by every circumstance of kindness .

Fisc.

You may do so ; but , t'other is the safer way : but I 'le not stand with you for one life . I cou'd have wish'd that Towerson had been kill'd before I had proceeded to my plot ; but since it cannot be , we must go on ; Conduct me where you left her .

Harm .

Oh that I cou'd forget both Act and Place .

Exeunt .
Scene Drawn discovers Ysabinda bound Enter Towerson . Towers .

Sure I mistook the place , I 'le waite no longer , something within me does forebode me ill ; I stumbled when I enter'd first this Wood : My Nostrills bled three drops : then stop'd the Blood , and not one more wou'd follow . What 's that which seems to bear a Mortal Sees Ysabinda . shape , yet neither stirs nor speaks ! or , Is it some Illusion of the Night ? some Spectre , such as in these Asian parts more Frequently appear ; What e're it be I 'le venture to approach it ; My Ysabinda Bound and Gagg'd ! Ye Powers Goes near . I tremble while I free her , and scarce dare restore her liberty of Speech for fear of knowing more .

Vnbinds her , and Vngagg's her . Ysab.

No longer Bridegroom thou , nor I a Bride ; those names are vanish'd ; Love is now no more ; Look on me as thou wou'dst on some foul Leaper ; and do not touch me : I am all polluted , all shame , all o're dishonour ; fly my sight , and , for my sake , fly this detested Isle , where horrid Ills so black and fatal dwell , as Indians cou'd not guess , till Europe taught .

Towers .

Speak plainer , I am recollected now : I know I am a Man , the sport of fate ; Yet , Oh my better half , had Heaven so pleas'd , I had been more content , to suffer in my self then thee .

Ysab.

What shall I say ! That Monster of a Man , Harman ; now I have nam'd him , think the rest . Alone , and singl'd like a tim'rous Hind from the full Herd , by flattery drew me first , then forc'd me to an Act , so base and Brutall , Heaven knows my Innocence : but , Why do I call that to Witness ! Heaven saw , stood silent : Not one flash of Lightning shot from the Conscious Firmament to shew its Justice : Oh had it struck us both , it had sav'd me !

Towers .

Heaven suffer'd more in that then you , or I : Wherefore have I been faithful to my trust , true to my Love , and tender to th' opprest ? Am I condemn'd to be the second man , who e'r complain'd , he vertue serv'd in vain ? But dry your tears , these sufferings all are mine . Your breast is white , and cold as falling Snow . You still as fragrant as your Eastern Groves ; and your whole frame as innocent , and holy , as if your being were all soul and spirit , without the gross allay of flesh and bloud . Come to my arms again .

Ysab.

Oh never , never , I am not worthy now ; My soul indeed is free from sin , but the foul speckled stains are from my body ne'r to be wash'd out , but in my death . Kill me , my Love , or I must kill my self ; else you may think I was a black Adulteress in my mind , and some of me consented .

Towers .

Your wish to die , shews you deserve to live . I have proclam'd you guiltless to my self . Self-homicide , which was in Heathens honour , in us is onely sin .

Ysab.

I thought th' Eternal Mind had made us Masters of these mortal frames ; you told me he had given us wills to choose , and reason to direct us in our choice ; if so , why should he tie us up from dying , when death 's the greater good ?

Towers .

Can death , which is our greatest enemy , be good ? Death is the dissolution of our nature ; and nature therefore does abhor it most , whose greatest Law is to preserve our beings .

Ysab.

I grant , it is its great general Law : But as Kings , who are , or should be above Laws , dispence with 'em when levell'd at themselves ; Even so may man , without offence to Heaven , dispence with what concerns himself alone : Nor is death in it self an ill ; then holy Martyrs sin'd , who ran uncall'd to snatch their Martyrdom : And blessed Virgins , whom you celebrate for voluntary death , to free themselves from that which I have suffer'd .

Towers .

They did it to prevent what might ensue ; your shame 's already past .

Ysab.

It may return , if I am yet so mean to live a little longer .

Towers .

You know not , Heaven may give you succour yet ; you see it sends me to you .

Ysab.

'T is too late , you shou'd have come before .

Towers .

Yet you may live to see your self reveng'd . Come you shall stay for that , then I 'le die with you . You have convinc'd my reason , nor am I asham'd to learn from you . To Heavens Tribunal my appeal I make ; if as a Governor he sets me here , to guard this weak built Cittadel of Life , when 't is no longer to be held , I may with honour quit the Fort. But first I 'll both revenge my self and you .

Ysab.

Alas , you cannot take revenge , your Countreymen are few , and those unarm'd .

Towers .

Though not on all the Nation , as I wou'd ; yet I at least can take it on the man.

Ysab.

Leave me to Heaven's revenge , for thither I will go , and plead my self my own just cause . There 's not an injur'd Saint of all my Sex , but kindly will conduct me to my Judge , and help me tell my story .

Towers .

I 'l send th' offender first , though to that place he never can arrive : ten thousand Devils damn'd for less crimes then he , and Tarquin in their head , way-lay his Soul , to , pull him down in triumph , and to shew him in pomp among his Countrey-men ; for sure Hell has its Nether-lands , and its lowest Countrey must be their lot .

Enter Harman Iunior , and Fiscal . Harm .

'T was hereabout I left her ty'd . The rage of Love renews again within me .

Fisc.

She 'l like th' effects on 't better now . By this time it has sunk into her imagination , and given her a more pleasing Idea of the man , who offer'd her so sweet a violence .

Ysab.

Save me , sweet Heaven , the Monster comes again .

Harm .

Oh here she is : My own fair Bride , for so you are , not Towerson's : Let me unbind you ; I expect that you should bind your self about me now , and tie me in your arms .

Towers .

[ drawing ] No , Villain , no ; hot Satyr of the Woods ! Expect another entertainment now . Behold revenge for injur'd chastity , this Sword Heaven draws against thee , and here has plac'd me like a fiery Cherub , to guard this Paradice from any second Violation .

Fisc.

We must dispatch him , Sir , we have the odds ; and when he is kill'd , leave me to invent the excuse .

Harm .

Hold a little : As you shun'd fighting formerly with me , so wou'd I now with you . The mischiefs I have done are past recall . Yield then your useless right in her I love , since the possession is no longer yours ; so is your Honour safe , and so is hers , the Husband onely alter'd .

Towers

Ye trifle , there 's no room for treaty here : The shame 's too open , and the wrong too great . Now all the Saints in Heaven look down to see the Justice I shall do , for 't is their cause ; and all the Fiends below prepare thy Tortures .

Ysab.

If Towerson wou'd , think'st thou my soul so poor to own thy sin , and make the base act mine , by choosing him who did it ? Know , bad man , I 'l die with him , but never live with thee .

Towers .

Prepare , I shall suspect you stay for further help , and think not this enough .

Fisc.

We are ready for you .

Harm .

Stand back , I 'l fight with him alone .

Fisc.

Thank you for that ; so if he kills you , I shall have him single upon me .

All three fight . Ysab.

Heaven assist my Love.

Harm .

There , Englishman , 't was meant well to thy heart .

Towerson wounded . Fisc.

Oh you can bleed , I see , for all your cause .

Towers .

Wounds but awaken English courages .

Harm .

Yet yield me Ysabinda , and besafe .

Towers .

I 'l fight my self all scarlet o'r first ; were there no love , or no revenge , I cou'd not now desist in point of honour .

Harm .

Resolve me first one question , Did you not draw your sword this night before , to rescue one opprest with odds ?

Towers

Yes , in this very Wood : I bear a Ring , the badge of gratitude from him I sav'd .

Harm .

That Ring was mine ; I shou'd be loth to kill the frank redeemer of my life .

Towers .

I quit that obligation . But we lose time . Come , Ravisher .

They fight again , Towerson closes with Harman and gets him down ; as he is going to kill him , the Fiscal gets over him . Fisc.

Hold , and let him rise ; for if you kill him , at the same instant you die too .

Towers .

Dog , do thy worst , for I would so be kill'd ; I 'l carry his soul captive with me into the other world .

Stabs Harman . Harm .

Oh mercy , mercy , Heaven . dies .

Fisc.

Take this then in return .

As he 's going to stab him , Ysabinda takes hold of his hand . Ysab.

Hold , hold , the weak may give some help .

Towers .

( rising ) Now , Sir , I am for you .

Fisc.

( retiring ) Hold , Sir , there is no more resistance made , I beg you by the honour of your Nation , do not pursue my life , I tender you my sword .

Holds his sword by the point to him . Towers .

Base beyond example of any Countrey , but thy own .

Ysab.

Kill him , sweet Love , or we shall both repent it .

Fisc.

( kneeling to her ) Divinest Beauty ! abstract of all that 's excellent in Woman , can you be friend to murder ?

Ysab.

'T is none to kill a Villain , and a Dutchman .

Fisc.

( kneeling to Towers . ) Noble Englishman , give me my life , unworthy of your taking . By all that 's good and holy here I swear , before the Governour to plead your cause ; and to declare his son's detested crime , so to secure your lives .

Towers .

Rise , take thy life , though I can scarce believe thee ; if for a coward it be possible , become an honest man.

Enter Harman senior , Van Herring , Beamont , Collins , Julia , the Governors Guard. Fisc.

to Harm . Oh Sir , you come in time to rescue me ; the greatest Villain who this day draws breath stands here before your Eies ; behold your Son , that Worthy , Sweet ; unfortunate young Man lies there , the last cold breath yet hovering betwixt his trembling Lips.

Towers .

Oh Monster of Ingratitude !

Harm .

Oh my unfortunate old age , whose prop , and only staff is gone , dead e're I dye , these shou'd have been his tears , and I have been that Body to be mourn'd .

Beam.

I am so much amaz'd , I scarce believe my Senses .

Fisc.

And will you let him live , who did this Act ? shall Murder , and of your own Son , and such a Son go free ? he lives too long by this one Minute which he stays behind him .

Ysab.

Oh Sir , remember , in that place you hold , you are a common Father to us all ; we beg but justice of you ; hearken first to my lamented story .

Fisc.

First hear me , Sir.

Towers

Thee slave , thou liv'st but by the breath I gave thee , didst thou but now plead on thy knees for life ? and offer'dst to make known my innocence in Harman's injuries .

Fisc.

I offer'd to have clear'd thy innocence who basely murder'd him ? but words are needless ; Sir , you see evidence before your eies , and I the witness , on my oath to Heaven how clear your Son , how criminal this Man.

Coll.

Towerson cou'd do nothing but what was noble .

Beam.

We know his Native worth .

Fisc.

His Worth ? behold it on the Murderers hand , a Robber first , he took degrees in mischief , and grew to what he is : know you that Diamond , and whose it was ? see if he dares deny 't ?

Towers .

Sir , 't was your Sons , that freely I acknowledge ; but how I came by it —

Harm .

No , 't is too much , I 'le hear no more .

Fisc.

The Devil of Jealousie , and that of Avarice , both I believe possest him ; or your Son was innocently talking with his Wife , and he perhaps had found 'em ; this I guess , but saw it not , because I came too late , I onely view'd the sweet Youth , just expiring , and Towerson stooping down to take the Ring : she kneeling by to help him ; when he saw me , he wou'd , you may be sure have sent me after , because I was a witness of the fact ; this on my Soul is true .

Towers .

False as that soul , each Word , each Syllable ; the Ring he put upon my hand this night , when in this Wood unknown , and near this place , without my timely help he had been slain .

Fisc.

See this unlikely story , what enemies had he who shou'd assault him , or is it probable that very Man who actually did kill him afterwards , shou'd save his life so little time before .

Ysab.

Base Man thou know'st the reason of his death ; he had committed on my Person Sir an impious Rape ; first ty'd me to that tree , and there my Husband found me , whose revenge was such , as Heaven and Earth will justify .

Harm .

I know not what Heaven will , but Earth shall not .

Beam.

Her story carries such a face of Truth , ye cannot but believe it .

Coll.

The other a malicious ill-patch'd lye .

Fisc.

Yes , you are proper Judges of his crime , who with the rest of your Accomplices , your Countrey-men , and Towerson the chief , whom we too kindly us'd , wou'd have surpriz'd , the Fort , and made us Slaves ; that shall be prov'd , more soon then you imagine ; I found it out this evening .

Towers .

Sure the Devil has lent thee all his stock of falshood , and must be forc'd hereafter to tell truth .

Beam.

Sir , 't is impossible you shou'd believe it .

Harm .

Seize 'em all .

Coll.

You cannot be so base .

Harm .

I 'le be so just till I can hear your plea against this plot , which if not prov'd , and fully , you are quit , mean time , resistance is but vain .

Towers .

Provided that we may have equal hearing , I am content to yield , though I declare , you have no power to judge us . Gives his sword .

Beam.

Barb'rous ungrateful Dutch.

Harm .

See 'em convey'd apart to several prisons , least they combine to forge some specious Lye in their excuse , let Towerson and that Woman too be parted .

Ysab.

Was ever such a sad divorce made on a Bridal night ! but we before were parted ne'r to meet , farewel , farewel , my last and only Love.

Towers .

Curse on my fond credulity , to think there cou'd be Faith or Honor in the Dutch : Farewel my Ysabinda , and farewel my much wrong'd Countrey-men ; remember yet that no unmanly weakness in your sufferings disgrace the Native Honour of our Isle ;

For you I mourn ; grief for my self were vain , I have lost all , and now wou'd lose my pain . Exeunt .
ACT V.
SCENE I. A Table set out . Enter Harman , Fiscal , Van Herring , and two Dutchmen they sit , Boy , and waiters , Guards . Harm .

MY sorow cannot be so soon digested for losing of a Son I lov'd so well , but I consider , great advantages must with some loss be bought ▪ as this rich Trade which I this day have purchas'd with his death , yet let me be reveng'd , and I shall still live on , and eat , and drink down all my griefs . Now to the matter , Fiscal .

Fisc.

Since we may freely speak among our selves , all I have said of Towerson was most false ; you were consenting , Sir , as well as I , that Perez shou'd be hir'd to murder him , which he refusing when he was engag'd , 't is dangerous to let him longer live .

Van Her.

Dispatch him , he will be a shrowd witness against us , if he return to Europe .

Fisc.

I have thought better , if you please , to kill him by form of Law , as accessary to the English plot , which I have long been forging .

Harm .

Send one to seize him straite . Exit a Messenger . But what you said , that Towerson was guiltless of my Sons death ; I easily believe ; and ne're thought otherwise , though I dissembl'd .

Van Her.

Nor I ; but 't was well done to feign that story .

1. Dutch.

The true one was too foul .

2. Dutch.

And afterwards to draw the English off from his concernment , to their own , I think 't was rarely manag'd that .

Harm .

So far , 't was well ; now to proceed , for I would gladly know whether the grounds are plausible enough of this pretended plot .

Fisc.

With favour of this Houourable Court , give me but leave to smooth the way before you . Some two or three nights since , ( it matters not ; ) a Iapan Soldier under Captain Perez came to a Sentinel upon the Guard , and in familiar talk did question him about this Castle , of its strength ; and how he thought it might be taken ; this discourse the other told me early the next morning : I thereupon did issue private order , to wrack the Iaponnese , my self being present .

Harm .

But what 's this to the English ?

Fisc.

You shall hear , I ask'd him when his pains were strongest on him , if Towerson , or the English Factory , had never hir'd him to betray the Fort , he answer'd , ( as 't was true ) they never had : nor was his meaning more in that discourse then as a Soldier to inform himself , and so to pass the time .

Van Her.

Did he confess no more ?

Fisc.

You interrupt me , I told him I was certainly inform'd the English had designs upon the Castle , and if he franckly wou'd confess their Plot , he shou'd not only be Releas'd from Torment , but bounteously rewarded : present pain and future hopes , in fine so wrought upon him , he yielded to subscribe what e'r I pleas'd ; and so he stands committed .

Har.

Well contriv'd , a fair way made upon this accusation , to put them all to Torture .

2 Dutch.

By his confession , all of 'em shall dye , ev'n to their General Towerson .

Har.

He stands convicted of another Crime , for which he is to suffer .

Fisc.

This do's well , to help it though . For Towerson is here a Person publickly Employ'd from England , and if he shou'd appeal , as sure he will , you have no power to Judge him in Amboyna .

Van Her.

But in regard of the late League and Union , betwixt the Nations , how can this be answer'd .

1 Dutch :

To Torture Subjects to so great a King , a pain ne'er heard of in their happy Land , will sound but ill in Europe .

Fisc.

Their English Laws , in England have their force ; and we have ours , different from theirs ; at home ; It is enough , they either shall confess ; or we will falsity their hands to make e'm ; then for th' Apologie let me alone ; I have it writ already to a Tittle , of what they shall subscribe ; this I will publish , and make our most unheard of Cruelties , to seem most just , and legal .

Har.

Then in the name of him , who put it first into thy Head to form this damn'd false Plot , proceed we to the Execution of it ; and to begin ; first seize we their Effects , Rifle their Chests , their Boxes , Writings , Books , and take of e'm a seeming Inventory ; but all to our own use ; I shall grow young with thought of this , and lose my Sons remembrance .

Fisc.

Will you not please to call the Prisoners in ? at least inquire , what Torments have extorted .

Har.

Go thou and bring us word ▪ Exit Fiscal .

Boy , give me some Tobacco , and a stope of Wine , Boy .

Boy :

I shall Sir.

Har.

And a Tub to leak in Boy ; when was this Table without a leaking Vessel .

Van. Her.

That 's an Omission .

1 Dutch :

A great Omission .

'T is a Member of the Table , I take it so .

Har.

Never any thing of Moment was done at our Counsel Table , without a leaking Tub ; at least in my time ; great affairs require great Consultations , great Consultations require great Drinking , and great Drinking a great leaking Vessel .

Van Her.

I am e'en drunk with joy already , to see our godly business in this forwardness .

Enter Fiscall . Har.

Where are the Prisoners ?

Fisc.

At the door ,

Har.

Bring e'm in ; I 'le try if we can face e'm down by Impudence , and make e'm to confess .

Enter Beamont and Collins Guarded .

You are not ignorant of our Business with you ; the cryes of your Accomplices already have reach'd your Ears ; and your own Consciences , above a thousand Summons , thousand Tortures instruct you what to do . No farther Juglings , nothing but plain sincerity and truth to be delivered now ; a free confession , will first attone for all your sins above ; and may do much below to gain your Pardons , let me exhort you therefore , be you merciful , first to your selves , and make acknowledgement of your Conspiracy ?

Beam.

What Conspiracy .

Fisc.

Why la you , that the Devil shou'd go Mask'd with such a seeming honest face ; I warrant you know of no such thing .

Har.

Were not you Mr. Beamont , and you Collins both accessary to the horrid Plot , for the Surprisal of this Fort and Island .

Beam.

As I shall reconcile my Sins to Heaven , in my last Article of Life , I 'm innocent .

Collins :

And so am I.

Har.

So , you are first upon the Negative .

Beam.

And will be so till death .

Collins :

What Plot is this you speak of ?

Fisc.

Here are Impudent Rogues , now after confession of two Japonneses , these English Starts dare ask what Plot it is .

Har.

Not to enforme your knowledge , but that Law may have its course in every circumstance ; Fiscal , sum up their accusation to e'm .

Fisc.

You stand accus'd , that New years day late past , there met at Captain Towerson's House , you present , and many others of your Factory : there , against Law and Justice , and all Tyes of Friendship , and of Partnership betwixt us , you did conspire to seise upon the Fort , to Murther this our Worthy Governor ; and by the help of your Plantations near , of Iacatra , and Banda , and Loho , to keep it for your selves .

Beam.

What proofs have you of this ?

Fisc.

The confession of two Iaponneses hir'd by you to attempt it .

Harm .

I hear they have been forc'd by Torture to it .

Harm .

It matters not which way the truth come out ; take heed , for their Example is before you .

Beam.

Ye have no right , ye dare not Torture us , we owe you no subjection .

Fisc.

That Sir , must be disputed at the Hague ; in the mean time we are in possession here .

2 Dutch.

And we can make our selves to be obey'd .

Van Her.

In few words Gentlemen confess . There is a Beverage ready for you else , which you 'l not like to swallow .

Collins :

How 's this ?

Har.

You shall be muffl'd up like Ladies , with an Oyl'd Cloath put underneath your Chins , then Water pour'd above ; which either you must drink or must not breath .

1 Dutch :

That 's one way , we have others .

Har.

Yes , we have two Elements at your Service , Fire , as well as Water ; certain things call'd Matches to be ty'd to your Fingers ends , which are as soveraign as Nutmegs , to quicken your short Memories .

Beam.

You are inhumane , to make your Cruelty your Pastime ; Nature made me a Man , and not a Whale , to swallow down a flood .

Har.

You 'l grow a Corpulent Gentleman like me ; I shall love you the better for 't , now you are but a spare rib .

Fisc.

These things are only offer'd to your choice ; you may avoid your Tortures and confess .

Collins :

Kill us first , for that we know is your design at last ; and 't is more Mercy now .

Beam.

Be kind , and , Execute us , while we bare the shapes of Men , e're Fire and Water have destroy'd our Figures ; let me go whole out of the World , I care not ; and find my Body when I rise again so , as I need not be asham'd on 't .

Har.

'T is well you 're Merry ; will you yet confess ?

Beam.

Never .

Har.

Bear e'm away to Torture .

Van Her.

Wee 'l try your Constancy .

Beam.

Wee 'l shame your Cruelty ; if we deserve our Tortures , 't is first for freeing such an infamous Nation , that ought to have been slaves , and then for trusting them as Partners , who had cast off the Yoke of their lawful Soveraign .

Har.

Away , I 'le hear no more , now who comes the next ?

Exeunt the English with a Guard. Fisc.

Towerson's Page , a Ship Boy , and a Woman .

Har.

Call e'm in . Exit a Messenger .

Van-Her .

We shall have easie work with them .

Fisc.

Not so easie as you imagine , they have indur'd the Beverage already ; all Master of their pain , no one confessing .

the Devill 's in these English , those brave Boys wou'd prove stout Topers if they liv'd .

Enter two Boyes and a Woman led as from Torture .

Come hither ye perverse Imps , they say , you have indur'd the Water Torment , Wee 'l try what Fire will do with you : you Sirrah , confess , were not you knowing of Towersons Plot , against this Fort and Island .

Page .

I have told your Hangman no , twelve times within this hour ; when I was at the last Gaspe , and that 's a time I think , when a Man shou'd not dissemble .

Har.

A Man , mark you that now ; you English Boys have learn't a trick of late , of growing Men betimes , and doing Mens Work too , before you come to twenty .

Van. Her.

Sirrah , I will try if you are a Salamander , and can live i' th' Fire .

Page .

Sure you think my Father got me of some Dutch Woman , and that I am but of a half straine courage ; but you shall find that I am all o're English , as well in Fire as Water .

2 Boy .

Well of all Religions , I do not like your Dutch.

Fisc.

No , and why young stripling .

2 Boy .

Because your Pennance comes before Confession .

Har.

Do you mock us Sirrah , to the Fire with him .

2. Boy .

Do so , all you shall get by it , is this ; before I answered no , now I 'le be sullen and will talk no more .

Har.

Best cutting off these little Rogues betime , if they grow Men , they 'le have the Spirit of Revenge in e'm .

Page .

Yes , as your Children have that of Rebellion ; Oh that I cou'd but live to be Governor here , to make your fat Guts pledge me in that Beverage I drunk , you Sir Iohn Falstaff of Amsterdam .

2 Boy .

I have a little Brother in England , that I intend to appear to , when you have kill'd me ; and if he do's not promise me the Death of ten Dutchmen in the next War , I 'le haunt him instead of you .

Har.

What say you Woman ? have compassion of your self , and confess ; you are of a softer Sex.

Wom.

But of a Courage full as Manly ; there is no Sex in Souls ; wou'd you have English Wives shew less of Bravery then their Children do ? to lie by an English Man's side , is enough to give a Woman Resolution .

Fisc.

Here 's a Hen of the Game too , but we shall tame you in the fire .

Wom.

My Innocence shall there be try'd like Gold , till it come out the purer . When you have burnt me all into one Wound , cram Gunpowder into 't , and blow me up , I 'le not confess one word to shame my Countrey .

Har.

I think we have got here the Mother of the Maccabees ; away with them all three . Exeunt the English Guarded . I 'le take the pains my self to see these Tortur'd .

Exeunt Harman , Van Herring , and the two Dutchmen with the English : manet Fiscal . Enter Julia to the Fiscal . Iulia.

Oh you have ruin'd me , you have undone me , in the Person of my Husband !

Fisc.

If he will needs forfeit his Life to the Laws , by joyning with the English in a Plot , 't is not in me to save him ; but dearest Iulia be satisfy'd , you shall not want a Husband .

Iulia.

Do you think , I 'le ever come into a Bed with him , who rob'd me of my dear sweet Man ?

Fisc.

Dry up your Tears , I 'me in earnest , I will Marry you , yfaith I will ; it is your destiny .

Iulia.

Nay if it be my Destiny : but I vow I 'le ne're be yours but upon one condition .

Fisc.

Name your desire and take it .

Iulia.

Then save poor Beamonts Life .

Fisc.

This is the most unkind Request you cou'd have made , it shews you Love him better : therefore in prudence I shou'd hast his Death .

Iulia.

Come , I 'le not be deny'd , you shall give me his Life , or I 'le not love you , by this Kiss you shall Child ;

Fisc.

Pray ask some other thing .

Iulia.

I have your word for this , and if you break it , how shall I trust you for your Marrying me .

Fisc.

Well , I will do 't to oblige you . aside .

But to prevent her new designs with him , I 'le see him shipt away for England straight .

Iulia.

I may build upon your promise then :

Fisc.

Most firmly : I hear company .

Enter Harman , Van Herring , and the two Dutchmen with Towerson Prisoner . Harm .

Now Captain Towerson you have had the Priviledge to be examin'd last : this on the score of my old Friendship with you , though you have ill deserv'd it . But here you stand accus'd of no less Crimes then Robbery first , then Murther , and last Treason : what can you say to clear your self ?

Towers .

You 're interested in all , and therefore partial ; I have consider'd on 't , and will not plead , because I know you have no right to judge me : for the last Treaty 'twixt our King and you expresly said , that causes Criminal were first to be Examin'd , and then Judg'd , not here , but by the Councel of Defence ; to whom I make Appeal .

Fisc.

This Court conceives that it has power to judge you ; deriv'd from the most High and Mighty States , who in this Island are Supream , and that as well in Criminal , as Civil Causes .

1 Dutchman .

You are not to question the Authority of the Court which is to Judge you .

Towers .

Sir , by your favor , I both must , and will : I 'le not so far betray my Nations right ; we are not here your Subjects , but your Partners : and that Supremacy of power you claim , extends but to the Natives , not to us : dare you , who in the British Seas strike Sayl , nay more , whose Lives and Freedome are our Alms , presume to sit and judge your Benefactors . Your base new upstart Common-Wealth shou'd blush , to doom the Subjects of an English King , the meanest of whose Merchants wou'd disdain the narrow life , and the Domestick baseness of one of those you call your mighty States .

Fisc.

You spend your Breath in Rayling ; speak to the purpose .

Har.

Hold yet : because you shall not call us cruel , or plead I wou'd be judge in my own cause ; I shall accept of that appeal you make , concerning my Sons death ; provided first you clear your self from what concerns the publick ; for that relating to our general safety , the judgment of it cannot be deferr'd ; but with our common danger .

Towers .

Let me first be bold to question you : what circumstance can make this your pretended Plot seem likely ? the Natives first you tortur'd , their confession Extorted so , can prove no crime in us . Consider next the strength of this your Castle ; it 's Garrison above two hundred Men , besides as many of your City Burgers , all ready on the least Allarme , or Summons , to Reinforce the others , for ten English , and Merchants they , not Souldiers , with the Ayd of ten Iapanners ; all of e'm unarm'd , except five Swords , and not so many Muskets ; th' attempt had only been for Fools or Madmen .

Fisc.

We cannot help your want of Wit ; proceed .

Towers .

Grant then we had been desperate enough to hazard this ; we must at least forecast how to secure possession when we had it . We had no Ship nor Pinnace in the Harbor ; nor cou'd have Aid from any Factory : the nearest to us forty Leagues from hence , and they but few in number : you besides this Fort , have yet three Castles in this Isle amply provided for , and eight tall Ships riding at Anchor near ; considering this , and think what all the World will judge of it .

Harm .

Nothing but Falshood is to be expected from such a Tongue , whose Heart is foul'd with Treason . Give him the Beverage .

Fisc.

'T is ready Sir.

Harm .

Hold ; I have some reluctance to proceed to that extremity : he was my Friend , and I wou'd have him franckly to confess : push ope that Prison door , and set before him the image of his pains in other Men.

The Scene opens , and discovers the English Tortur'd , and the Dutch tormenting them . Fisc.

Now Sir , how does the Object like you ?

Towers .

Are you Men or Devils ! D'Alva , whom you condemn for cruelty did ne're the like ; he knew original Villany was in your Blood : your Fathers all are damn'd for their Rebellion ; when they Rebell'd , they were well us'd to this : these Tortures ne're were hatch'd in Humane Breasts , but as your Countrey lies confin'd on Hell , just on its Marches , your black Neighbors taught ye , and just such pains as you invent on Earth , Hell has reserv'd for you .

Harm .

Are you yet mov'd ?

Towers .

But not as you wou'd have me . I could weep tears of Blood to view this usage ; but you , as if not made of the same Mould , see with dry eyes the Miseries of Men , as they were Creatures of another kind , not Christians , nor Allies , nor Partners with you , but as if Beasts , transfix'd on Theatres , to make you cruel sport .

Har.

These are but vulgar Objects , bring his Friend ; let him behold his Tortures ; shut that door . The Scene clos'd .

Enter Beamont led , with Matches ty'd to his Hands . Towers .

embracing him . Oh my dear friend , now I am truly wretched ! even in that part which is most sensible , my friendship : how have we liv'd to see the English name , the scorn of these , the vilest of Mankind .

Beam.

Courage my friend , and rather praise we Heaven , that it has chose two such as you and me , who will not shame our Countrey with our pains , but stand like Marble Statues in their fires , scorch'd and defac'd perhaps , not melted down . So let 'em burn this Tenement of Earth ; they can but burn me naked to my soul ▪ that's of a Nobler frame , and will stand Firme , Upright , and Unconsum'd .

Fisc.

Confess ; if you have kindness , save your friend .

Towers .

Yes , by my death I wou'd , not by my confession ; he is so brave , he wou'd not so be sav'd ; but wou'd renounce a friendship built on shame .

Harm .

Bring more Candles , and burn him from the Wrists up to the Elbows .

Beam.

Do , I 'le enjoy the Flames like Scaevola ; and when one 's roasted , give the other hand .

Towers .

Let me embrace you while you are a Man , now you must lose that form ; be parch'd and rivel'd like a dry'd Mummy , or dead Malefactor , expos'd in Chains , and blown about by Winds .

Beam.

Yet this I can endure , Go on , and weary out two Elements ; Vex Fire and Water with th' Experiments of pains far worse then death .

Towers .

Oh let me take my turn ; you will have double pleasure , I 'm asham'd to be the only Englishman untortur'd .

Van Her.

You soon shou'd have your wish ; but that we know in him you suffer more .

Harm .

Fill me a brim full Glass : now Captain , here 's to all your Countreymen ; I wish your whole East India Company were in this room , that we might use them thus .

Fisc.

They shou'd have Fires of Cloves and Cinamon , we wou'd cut down whole Groves to Honour 'em , and be at cost to burn 'em nobly .

Beam.

Barb'rous Villains ! now you show your selves .

Harm .

Boy , take that Candle thence , and bring it hither , I am exalted , and wou'd light my Pipe just where the Wyck is fed with English Fat.

Van Her.

So wou'd I ; oh the Tobacco tasts Divinely after it .

Towers .

We have friends in England who wou'd weep to see this acted on a Theatre , which here you make your pastime .

Boam .

Oh that this Flesh were turn'd a cake of Ice , that I might in an instant melt away , and become nothing , to escape this Torment , there is not cold enough in all the North to quench my burning blood .

Fiscal whispers Harman . Harm .

Do with Beamont as you please , so Towerson dye .

Fisc.

You 'l not confess yet Captain ?

Towers .

Hangman , no. I wou'd have don 't before , if e're I wou'd : to do it when my friend has suffer'd this , were to be less then he .

Fisc.

Free him . To Beamont aside .

They free Beamont . Beamont

I have not sworn you shou'd not suffer , but that you shou'd not dye ; thank Iulia for 't , but on your life do not delay this hour to post from hence ; so to your next Plantation ; I cannot suffer a lov'd Rival near me .

Beam.

I almost question if I will receive my life from thee : 't is like a cure from Witches ; 't will leave a sin behind it .

Fisc.

Nay , I 'm not lavish of my courtesie ; I can on easy terms resume my gift .

Harm .

Captain , you 're a dead man ; I 'le spare your torture for your Quality ; prepare for execution instantly .

Towers .

I am prepar'd .

Fisc.

You dye in charity I hope .

Towers .

I can forgive even thee ; my innocence I need not name , you know it . One farewel kiss of my dear Ysabinda , and all my business here on earth is done .

Harm .

Call her , she 's at the door . Exit Fiscal .

Towes .

to Beam. embracing . A long and last farewel ; I take my death with the more chearfulness because thou liv'st behind me : tell my friends I dy'd so as became a Christian and a Man ; give to my brave Employers of the East India Company , the last remembrance of my faithful service ; tell 'em I Seal that Service with my Blood ; and dying , wish to all their Factories , and all the famous Merchants of our Isle , that Wealth their gen'rous Industry deserves ; but dare not hope it with Dutch partnership . Last , there 's my heart , I give it in this kiss — Kisses him . Do not answer me ; Friendship 's a tender thing , and it would ill become me now to weep . —

Beam.

Adieu , if I wou'd speak , I cannot . — Exit .

Enter Ysabinda . Ysab.

Is it permitted me to see your Eies once more , before Eternal night shall close ' em .

Towers .

I summon'd all I had of Man to see you , 't was well the time allow'd for it , was short , I cou'd not bear it long : 't is dangerous , and would divide my Love 'twixt Heaven and you . I therefore part in haste ; think I am going a suddain journey , and have not the leisure to take a ceremonious long farewel .

Ysab.

Do you still love me ?

Towers .

Do not suppose I do , 't is for your ease , since you must stay behind me ; to think I was unkind , you 'l grieve the less !

Harm .

Though I suspect you joyn'd in my Sons Murder , yet since it is not prov'd , you have your life .

Ysab.

I thank you for 't , I 'le make the noblest use of your sad gift ; that is , to dye unforc'd ; I 'le make a present of my life to Towerson ; to let you see , though worthless of his Love , I would not live without him .

Towers .

I charge you love my memory , but live .

Harm .

She shall be strictly guarded from that violence , she means against her self .

Ysab.

Vain Men ! there are so many paths to death , you cannot stop 'em all ; o're the green Turf where my Love 's laid , there will I mourning sit , and draw no air but from the damps that rise out of that hallow'd Earth ; and for my Dyet , I mean my Eies alone shall feed my Mouth . Thus will I live , till he in pity rise , and the pale shrowd take me in his cold Arms , and lay me kindly by him in his Grave ,

Enter Collins , and then Perez , Julia following him . Harm .

No more ; your time 's now come , you must away .

Coll.

Now Devils ; you have done your worst with tortures , Death 's a privation of pain ; but they were a continual dying ,

Iulia.

Farewel my dearest , I may have many Husbands , but never one like thee .

Perez .

As you love my Soul , take hence that Woman ; my English friends , I 'm not asham'd of death , while I have you for part'ners ; I know you innocent , and so am I , of this pretended plot ; but I am guilty of a greater crime ; For , being married in another Countrey : the Governors perswasions , and my love to that ill Woman , made me leave the first , and make this fatal choice . I 'm justly punish'd , for her sake I dye ; the Fiscal to enjoy her has accus'd me . There is another cause — by his procurement I shou'd have kill'd . —

Fisc.

Away with him , and stop his mouth . He is led off .

Towers .

I leave thee Life with no regret at parting , full of whatever thou cou'dst give , I rise from thy neglected Feast , and go to sleep : yet on this brink of death , my Eies are open'd , and Heav'n has bid me prophesy to you th' unjust contrivers of this Tragick Scene ; An Age is coming , when an English Monarch with Blood , shall pay that blood which you have shed : to save your Cities from victorious Arms , you shall invite the Waves to hide your Earth , and trembling to the tops of Houses fly , while Deluges invade your lower rooms : Then , as with Waters you have swell'd our Bodies , with damps of Waters shall your Heads be swoln ;

Till at the last your sap'd foundations fall , And Vniversal Ruine swallows all . He 's led out with the English ; the Dutch remain . Van Her.

Ay , ay , we 'l venture both our Selves , and Children for such another pull .

1. Dutch.

Let him prophesy when his Head 's off .

2. Dutch.

There 's ne'r a Nostradamus of 'em all shall fright us from our gain .

Fisc.

Now for a smooth Apology , and then a fawning Letter to the King of England ; and our work 's done .

Harm .

'T is done as I wou'd wish it . Now Brethren , at my proper cost and charges , three days you are my Guests ; in which good time we will divide their greatest Wealth by Lots , while wantonly we rifle for the rest :

Then in full Romers , and with joyful Hearts We 'l drink confusion to all English Starts Exeunt .
Epilogue . A Poet once the Spartan's led to fight , And made 'em Conquer in the Muses right : So wou'd our Poet lead you on this day : Showing your tortur'd Fathers in his Play. To one well born , th' affront is worse and more , When he 's abus'd , and baffled by a Bore : With an ill Grace the Dutch their mischiefs do , They 've both ill Nature and ill Manners too . Well may they boast themselves an antient Nation , For they were bred e're Manners , were in fashion : And their new Common wealth has set 'em free , Onely from Honour and Civility . Venetians do not more uncouthly ride , Than did their Lubber-State Mankind bestride . Their sway became 'em with as ill a Meen , As their own Paunches swell above their Chin : Yet is their Empire no true Growth but Humour , And onely two King's Touch can cure the Tumor . As Cato did his Affricque Fruits display : So we before your Eies their Indies lay : All Loyal English will like him conclude , Let Caesar Live , and Carthage be subdu'd . FINIS .