Three Plays Written by Sir William Killigrew, Vice-Chamberlain to Her Majesty the Queen Consort. 1664. Viz. 

Selindra.  
Pandora.  
Ormasdes.    
LONDON, Printed by T. Mabb; for John Playfere, at the White Lion, in the Upper Walk of the New Exchange; And Thomas Horsman, at the three Kings in the Strand, 1665.   



WIT (like the World) is so decrepit grown,  
It wants some Crutch, or Hint to lean upon.  
Only you work alone, it may be said,  
Your Poems are created, and not made.  
You frame the stuff too, we but shapes and features;  
Our Poems are our Children, yours, your Creatures.  
Just as God's Poem, Earth; So vast, so fair,  
Suspended in, not built upon the Air.  
Poised by its self, (like Archimede's Dove,)  
Your Fancy's made t' exist, as ours to move.  
We vex the Subject that we write upon,  
Whilst all you write is Emanation.  
Thus you retrieve Old Time; for just as then  
The Golden Age, was but the Iron Men;  
So to Posterity it may be told  
Our Age is Iron, but our Wits are Gold.  
For tell me why, the Golden Age mayn't hence  
Be styled from Wit, as then from Innocence?  
He that will choose your Fancy, let him dread  
To wish for all your Wit, without your Head.  
What fan's the Ship, the Cockboat would overturn,  
And what in you's but bright, would else where burn.  
For Marcyas to be Pan were pretty fair,  
Too much for Pan t'usurp Apollo's Chair.  
T. P.    


Scholars your Studies, and your Books lay by,  
Unless you could with Art and Industry  
Something produce, beyond what here is shown,  
By one to whom your Learning is unknown;  
Nature in him th' Effect of Art supplies  
With stories full of such varieties,  
And proper Language, for all Humours fit,  
So wonderful, for Judgement, and for Wit;  
That only he, so aptly could Relate,  
What his high Fancy could alone Create.  
R. T.    

On Pandora.  

FOr me to praise your Play, were to dispraise  
So weak a Bays, can no great Trophy raise;  
Yet my Respect commands me fix a Name,  
To you no Glory; Yet may prove my Shame.  
Prose, though indifferent, yet passes still,  
Verse, if not Excellent! most Men count ill:  
foils set off Jewels, such my Lines must be,  
Then to be short, is no ill policy.  
I think, there is Rich Sense, and Language fit,  
I think, there's many turns of sprightly wit,  
I'm sure, you reach what was your highest end,  
To show her power, on whom you now depend,  
Whose Virtue hath, so blessed an influence,  
To make him Spiritual; that more loud sense;  
You like Clearcus were; some thought too gay,  
Now changed; witness this Recantation Play.  
Lodowick Carlisle.    

In Honour atissimi Domini Gulielmi Killigraei, & Regiae Catharinae Majestatis Vi-Camerarii Praeclarum, & Inculpatissimum Drama Selindra Praeconium.  

QUòd prudens tua, quòd modesta Musa  
Vitavit petulantiora Scenae,  
Nec Lenocinium joci procacis  
(Quod falso ingenium student vocari)  
Dum risum movet exuit Pudorem;  
Inculpata tua at sonant Theatra  
Quod virgo proba, quod stolata mater  
Quod purus positâ severitate  
Jàm post pulpita perlegat Sacerdos;  
Quòd jurat tibi nullus histrionum, aut  
Laeso numine quaeritur venustas,  
Nec constat populo tuum Poema  
Impensis animae suae ut crumenae;  
Quòd (sermone humili urbium relicto  
Vernis sordidulis & institori)  
Venam Nobilis Auxiliumque spiras  
Dignum Caesaris aure cum requirens  
Summas Imperii levare curas;  
Vult ut desipiat duabus horis;  
Has dotes reputo tuas secundas:  
Sed, quòd cum veniunt ad implicata,  
Cum Scena haereat, & quòd impeditae  
Desperant animi exitum Fabellae,  
Quâ vates veteres Jovem vocabant  
Ad parts, poterit throno ut crepante  
Narrare ambigui dolos Theatri,  
Atque (ut vincula Gordiana quondam  
Pellaeus juvenis) molesta tollunt  
Insulso gladio nudique plagâ,  
Tu per nescio quam modo citatam  
Ex notâ tibi plebe Passionum  
Ut quodam noviter reflante vento  
Convertes alió novisque tota  
Compages operis rotis movetur;  
Neglectis superisque & inferisque  
Per curam facilem domesticamque  
Affectum proprio è sinu petitum  
Salvas attonitos & haesitantes.  
Hanc Artem tibi, Killigraei, solus  
Tu posces, dubii hanc Strophen Theatri.  
T. L.   

The Latin Verses Translated.  
THat thy wise, and modest Muse,  
Flies the Stages Looser-Use;  
Not Baudry Wit, does falsely Name,  
And to move Laughter, puts off Shame.  
That thy Theatres Loud Noise,  
May be Virgins chaste Applause;  
And the stoled Matron, Grave Divine,  
Their Lectures done, may tend to thine!  
That no Actor's made profane,  
To debase God, to raise thy strain;  
And People forced that hear thy Play,  
Their Money, and their Souls to pay.  
That thou leav'st Affected Phrase,  
To the Shops to Use, and Praise;  
And breathest a Noble Courtly Vain,  
Such as may Caesar entertain,  
When he wearied would lay down,  
The Burdens that attend a Crown,  
Disband his Souls severer Powers,  
In Mirth and Ease dissolve Two Hours!  
These are thy Inferior Arts,  
These I call thy second Parts!  
But when thou carriest on the Plot,  
And all are lost i'th' subtle Knot,  
When the Scene sticks to every thought,  
And can to no Event be brought,  
When thus of Old, the Scene betrayed,  
Poets, called Gods unto their Aid;  
Who by Power might do the thing,  
Art could to no Issue bring.  
As the Pellaean Prince that broke,  
With a Rude and Downright stroke.  
The Perplexed and Fatal Noose,  
Which his skill could not Unloose!  
Thou dost a Nobler Art profess,  
And the Coyled Serpent canst no less  
Stretch out from every Twisted Fold,  
In which he lay inwove and rolled.  
Induce a Night, and then a Day,  
Wrap all in Clouds, and then display  
Th' Easy, and the Even Design,  
A Plot, without a God, Divine!  
Let others bold pretending Penns,  
Write Acts of Gods, that know not men's.  
In This to Thee, all must resign  
Th' surprise o'th' Scene is wholly Thine!    

Of Pandora's not being Approved upon the Stage as a Tragedy.  

SIr, you should rather teach our Age the way  
Of judging well, then thus have changed your Play;  
You had obliged us by employing wit,  
Not to reform Pandora, but the Pit:  
For as the Nightingale, without the Throng  
Of other Birds, alone attends her Song,  
While the loud Daw, his throat displaying, draws  
The whole Assembly of his fellow Daws;  
So must the Writer, whose productions should  
Take with the Vulgar, be of vulgar Mould;  
While Nobler Fancies make a flight too high,  
For Common view, and lessen as they fly.  
Edmund Waller.    

To Envy.  

THou Snake that lurk'st under the Poet's Bays,  
Envy, confess thy Malice to these Plays,  
Art thou not vexed to see the Plots well laid,  
The Language pure, and every Sentence weighed?  
New Humours? Passion wrought up to that height,  
Men weep, and yet their grief begets Delight?  
All this by Nature done, which shows, the Arts  
Infuse themselves, where they find Wit and Parts.  
Out of these Premises we may infer  
Here will be no work for the Censurer;  
The wiser Critic will do better first:  
And for the Foolish, let him do his worst.  
R. Stapylton.     

A Catalogue of Books printed by john Playfere, at the White Lion, in the Upper Walk of the New Exchange.  

ENderbie's History of Wales▪ Folio. Diggs of unlawfulness of taking up Arms, etc. 8ᵒ  
Birinthea, A Romance. 8ᵒ  
May's Lucan Complete. 8ᵒ  
Accademical Discourses. 8ᵒ  
Court of Rome. 8ᵒ  
Luellin's Poems. 8ᵒ  
Juvenilia Sacra. 8ᵒ  
Overburie's Characters. 8ᵒ  
Sleidan's Key of History. 12ᵒ  
abbots Geography. 12ᵒ  
Mr. Hobby's Answer to Mr. boil. 4ᵒ  
Courtship a la Mode. 12ᵒ  
Countess of Kent's Receipts. 24ᵒ  
Dr. Walmstry, on the Saerament. 24ᵒ  
Earl's Characters. 24ᵒ   

Plays.  
Wit without Money.  
Night-Walkers.  
Cunning Lovers. in Quarto.  
Virgin Martyrs.  
Filida Seiro, a Pastoral.  
The Prisoners and Claracilla, 8ᵒ   By Thomas Killigrew.  

SELINDRA, A Tragicomedy.  
Written by Sir William Killigrew.  
Imprimatur, Aug. 23. 1664. Roger L' Strange.  
LONDON, Printed by T. Mabb; for John Playfere at the White Lion, in the Upper Walk of the New Exchange; And Thomas Horsman, at the three Kings in the Strand, 1665.   

The Actors Names of Selindra.  

LAscares, Emperor of Greece.  
Phillocles, Lascares his Son.  
Ordèlla, Lascares his Daughter.  
Secropius, Lascares his Favourite.  
Cleonel, Secropius his Son.  
Selindra, A great Lady Attending Ordella, and supposed Daughter of Periander; but is Astella, Princess of Hungary.  
Periander, A great Lord of Cyprus.  
Three Ladies Attending Ordella.  
Antillacus, General of Greece.  
Armanthus, General of the Horse.  
Antenor, Great Lords of Greece. Gillon.  
Officers.  
Guards.  
Servants.  
Pages.  
Trebello, King of Hungary These appear not. Barzanes, his eldest son.  
Pollinesso, Trebello's youngest son.  
Astella, His only Daughter.  
Orsanes, General of Hungary.  
Lords.  
Officers.  
Pollidor, Hungarians. Tennedor, Tecknor, Titius, Servants.    

THE SCENE Is the Emperor's Palace at Byzantium.  
THE FIRST ACT.  Enter Lascares Emperor of Greece Secropius, Cleonel, and Attendants. Las. 
HAve you yet Learned Secropius, from whence this Rumour comes concerning Hungary?  Secro. 
I can by no means find the Author Sir; yet the whole Town is full of it, 'tis in all men's mouths that Prince Phillocles is Crowned King of Hungary, yet none know why they say it?  Las. 
It cannot be, these Letters are but three days old, in which Antillacus only mentions Phillocles returned to Belgrade, having chased the Germans home:—  Enter the Princess Ordella, Selindra, and Ladies to them Las. 
Daughter I sent for you to partake the News these Letters bring; they speak Phillocles his Victories over the bold Germans, by which we gather, he will be shortly here;— We will welcome his return Ordella, with a Solemn Triumph, to raise his great thoughts to Higher Actions;— To this end I sent for you, to think of some new way to Entertain the Princess Astella, who no doubt your Brother will bring with him.  Or. 
Sir, I am so pleased to hear my Brother's well; I cannot yet enjoy his Conquest.  Las. 
Secropius, be it your care to see these Triumphs ordered for Phillocles, as they were for me when I returned Victorious out of Asia; And Cleonel thy charge is to Summon all our Young No●… bility unto a Royal Tournament, and be thy se●… the Glory of our Court.  Cle. 
You make me blush Sir.  Secro. 
It shall be as you direct Sir; but how soo●… does the Prince write his motion will be this way  Empe. 
My Letters are from our General Antillacus in haste; who by the next, doth promise full Relation.  Or. 
Have you no Letters from my Brother Sir.  Las. 
Not yet Ordella;— What News Armanthus?  Enter Armanthus in Mourning, he kisses the Emperor's hand. Arman. 
Sir, the Prince sent me before, to give you notice of his approach.  Las. 
His approach! how near?  Arman. 
He is about a League behind Sir.  Las. 
Is this habit, and thy sad looks, the signs of Victory? are Phillocles and you alone returned? Is all lost Armanthus.  Arman. 
Your Army is safe Sir, the Germans have quitted Hungary as you have heard, and that Crown also has been offered unto Phillocles.  Las. 
And by him received I hope; why then is this sad show? why such sorrows in thy face? while we were ordering Triumphs to receive Phillocles, thou hast surprised us with such sadness, as becomes ruined States only.  Arman. 
'Tis for no less a loss I mourn Sir, for by your Victories, so sad a fate is befallen Hungary, that all Noble hearts will feel some sorrow for it, though they merited no less.  Las. 
Make me know it.  Arman. 
When we had freed Hungary from the German War, and while the brave Prince Pollinesso, with Phillocles was Conquering, and returning from the German Confines back to Belgrade, the old King Trebellio, and his Eldest Son Barzanes, repented the Conditions made with your Majesty, for the re-delivery of Moldavia; they forgot the benefit received by our Grecian Swords, and prepare to send home Phillocles, loaden with Scorns, instead of Trophies.  Las. 
Strange Insolence! and as high a perjury as ever provoked Heaven! what followed? how did Pollinesso bear himself?  Arman. 
The Young Prince Pollinesso was a firm Friend to Phillocles, and Endeavoured what he could, to divert his Fathers, and his Brothers wicked purposes.  Las. 
I'll make the whole Nation shrink under my Just Anger.  Arman. 
It will not need Sir, for as they securely sought to seize on Prince Phillocles (who lodged in the same Castle with them) it so pleased the gods, that he by a quick securing of himself, the same night the Plot was laid, did accidentally occasion all their ruins, though he intended no harm unto their persons.  Las. 
Their ruins! are they dead? all dead.  Ar. 
They are Sir, and their crimes, not worthy of that sorrow the Prince has for them, had not the innocent Pollinesso fallen with them.  'Las 
By what accident fell he?  Arman. 
Pollinesso to do Phillocles Service, was that fatal night concealed, where he in a by-room might discover his Father's wicked Counsels, unto which he was never called, by reason of his avowed love to Phillocles; So that when we from the Prince's Lodgings surprised the Castle Gate, the Alarm roused the Hungarians from their close Council, and discovered Pollinesso where he stood hid, who being in that amaze, compelled by his Father and Barzanes, to fly with them unto a little Postern Gate, (to us unknown) that led unto the River, where all entering a small Fisher Boat, they hasted down the stream to their own Camp, which they found newly destroyed by our Army: (a mischief they designed that night on us;) frighted by this ruin, they all return into their Boat, and by a sudden wind that rise, were all drowned in the rough Danube.  Las. 
Why had not Pollinesso notice of your purpose?  Arman 
We had no time, nor could we come where he stood Concealed, if Phillocles had delayed he had been lost; and then our design being only to Seize on Trebellico, and Barzanes persons; we could apprehend no danger towards Pollinesso.  Ordel 
Where is Astella? how did she escape? how does she bear her Father and her Brother's loss? how does she look on Phillocles? and how become the Crown, and Throne, now they are her own?  Arman 
After this sad accident, Phillocles was informed that Astella was conveyed away before the War, on purpose to abuse him; but where concealed, none knew but those who were with Lascares drowned.  'Las 
But how has Phillocles disposed the Affairs of Hungary?  Arman. 
The Hungarians much amazed at Astellas' absence; did urge Phillocles to accept the Crown, as by the hand of heaven thrown on him, but he without delay, delivered up the sole power and trust unto Orsanes, and five more, until Astella might be found; and then by the consent of all, he did Command Antillacus in his return with the Army, to take possession of Moldavia, which by a double right is now again rejoined unto your Empire Sir.  Enter Prince Phillocles, and Lords in mourning; with Servant's he kneels and Rises. Las. 
Phillocles the gods are just, they have blessed thy undertake, which thou shouldst not grieve, but thank them for, they have saved me a labour too, in punishing those ingrateful perjured Princes.  Phil. 
Had not Pollinesso fallen, I had not cast away a sigh for all the rest, for him, my whole Life spent in sorrow is not enough, He was as Noble, as the others were unworthy; he and I, contracted such a Friendship, you would have thought but one heart had given Life to both.  Las. 
Thou hast done ill Phillocles, so rashly to despose so great Affairs without my Council; I hear you have given away a Kingdom, in a Compliment.  Phil. 
Sir, what I have done will not abate my interest there; I have also made a promise to search for Astella in our Neighbour Islands, where 'tis most like she is concealed.  Las. 
That will be near as great a folly as the other, to what purpose will you run such a hazard? rather meet our Army, and return with it to Belgrade, there let Astella find you securing her interest, in her absence.  Phil. 
I cannot with my Honour do it Sir, Astella may then believe, I sought the Ruin of her Family, to gain the Crown unto myself.  Las. 
What if she do? you may at leisure inform her of the Truth;— I do Command you to lay by your further thought of this fond Journey, to search for Astella; is this a time to Act Romances in? when the whole World is in Combustion round us; think better on it Phillocles.  Or. 
I hope my Brother will not throw himself on dangers, without a good Argument to justify his Actions; this new Journey, gives me new fears for you.  Phil. 
I shall consider ere I go Ordella, and at your Lodgings this night, express my joys to see you.  Phillocles Embraces his Sister Ordella and leads her out after Lascares. [Exeunt Omnes. Only Selindra stays and sits in a Chair. Sel. 
Oh! Oh!  Cleonel Returns Cle. 
Selindra weeping,— has the sad tale of Hungary drawn these tears from your fair eyes Madam?  Sel. 
Good my Lord, spare me a while, I am not fit for Courtship now.  Cle. 
I cannot with Honour leave you in the power of such an Enemy, as your sorrow is.  Sel. 
You cannot deliver me from a greater than yourself, at this time.  Cle. 
That is not kindly said Selindra, scarce Civil, if you consider my long Love, and my Respects.  Sel. 
My Lord, you know I ever shunned your Love, and as much as in me lay avoided those Respects, you now upbraid me with.  Cle. 
I do confess you have, 'tis therefore I now come, to pres●… you to declare if I may ever hope to gain more favour from you; my Suit is present Marriage, may I hope for such happiness at last?  Sel. 
As I never have, so I shall never give you cause to think it.  Cle 
So Fair, so Innocent, so Gentle, and so Severe, I never saw before. But I shall hope to find you in a better humour at some other time Selindra; your Father interrupts me now.  Exit Cleonel. Enter Periander to Selindra. Sel. 
Unhappy day that I was born, and more unhappy this, that I have lived to hear such mischief on: Oh Periander! my Father, and my Brothers are all Dead, Murdered by Phillocles, Betrayed, and Slain by Phillocles; Pollinesso's dead, my only comfort is for ever gone, and yet I live to tell it.  [She Weeps▪ Peri. 
Madam the Crown of Hungary is now yours, and Phillocles but the instrument sent by the gods to punish your parents crimes, their perjury pulled this Judgement on their own heads.  Sel. 
It does not become you my Lord to tell me so, nor yet to think it, if you consider Lascare's covetous nature, and Phillocles ambitious spirit, you might with me see all this was designed to ruin my Family, and so to get the Crown unto themselves; but I shall soon revenge it on dissembling Phillocles and bring such a Ruin into Greece, as no time shall parallel;— here to Pollinesso's Ghost, She Kneels. I vow Phillocles his Life, if ever I can safely reach it.  Peri 
Madam take heed, lest you like them do pull a second mischief on yourself; Phillocles you see is Noble, he leaves the Crown to you, when offered him by all your Subjects; he Loved Pollinesso you have no Argument against Phillocles, he Laments him as much as you can.  Sel. 
I Periander, and in sorrow seeks me too; no doubt but he would gladly have me in his power to murder.  Peri. 
I cannot think so; but Madam you should now consider where you are, and in whose power; in my opinion you must keep this disguise, with all the Art you can; and lay by your sorrow for a while, not practise any thing towards revenge, nor by a look discover such a thought, until I can go to Belgrade, there make Orsanes and the rest, know that you live, that we may find some way to fetch you home with safety, where you may with security prosecute your revenge.  Sel. 
I shall take your advice my Lord, now that you comply in my revenge, and study to disguise my grief till your return, but can admit no thoughts, but my revenge on Phillocles; Pollinesso my dear Brother, I will Celebrate thy Funerals in such a manner, as shall speak my Love to thee; and hate to him that murdered thee;  
No Roman Pile e'er made so great a flame;  
I'll Sacrifice this Empire to thy Name.  Weeps. Per. 
Madam, this passion will discover, and destroy you in spite of my Endeavours.  Sel. 
I have now done my Lord, indeed I have.  Peri. 
I can have no Faith Madam, unless you will now promise in presence of our gods, to hide this anger, and not to discover yourself till my return, unless some Eminent necessity require, for you will be lost, when known unto Lascares.  Sel. 
I do engage as you desire, and shall—  Enter Ordella to them with Ladies. Or. 
In tears Selindra! what cause hast thou to weep?  Per. 
My present departure for Cyprus, makes her thus Childish.  Or. 
Will your stay there belong my Lord?  Per. 
Not many day's Madam.  Or. 
Come Selindra, thou shalt go with me, I'll divert thy tears, by showing thee my griefs which thou wilt be Concerned for, if thou dost love me.  [Exeunt Omnes.] Re-enter Ordella, and Selindra, in Ordella's Chamber. Sel. 
Truly Madam, I am very sensible of your Grief, and do not approve of the Prince his journey, to search for Astella.  Or. 
You must not only not approve it Selindra, but with me condemn it, as a rash and hazardous undertaking; besides the folly of seeking one he never saw, one that he hath no engagement to! What madness will it be for Phillocles, to put himself within her power, before he knows how she recants her Friend's deaths? for if there were such affection between Astella and Pollinesso (as is said) the sight of Phillocles, must needs raise a passion in her, such as may destroy my Brother, before Selindra Weeps. his innocence can appear;— (How's this? can these tears fall for her Father's absence a few days? or is it for what I utter? I hope she Ordella speaks (aside) is not so much concerned for Phillocles;)— Selindra I do take it ill, that you thus lament your Father's absence, who runs no hazard above my sorrow, for my Brother's dangerous Journey, in search of Astella.  Sel 
Madam my tears were recalled by your Highness' sighs, by your trouble for the Prince his Journey, your favours have been such to me, that I were unworthy, if I should not weep, as well as smile with you.  Or. 
'tis handsomely put off,—— I thank thee [Ordella aside. Selindra, and do so little doubt thy Love, that I do beg thy best Arguments to assist me, that we together may convince my Brother, and prevail with him to stay.  Sel. 
Madam, I shall obey your commands; and observe your directions as far as will become me: But I do fear the Prince will condemn me of much rudeness, If I shall interpose my vain opinions against his purposes; good Madam do not put me to do, what hereafter you will blame me for.  Or. 
Fear it not Selindra, I love thee better, then to throw away thy credit so!— see where my brother comes.  Enter Phillocles, Ordella meets him kindly, yet sadly too. Sel 
I have a hard task on me! Selindra, [Aside (to compliment the man I hate to death▪  Phil. 
Why so sad my Dear Sister; your looks speak a sorrow through your smiles!  Or. 
Can you ask? and know yourself to be the cause of it, can Phillocles be in danger? and Ordella, not be sad! can you think smiles would become my face? when my heart shrinks to think of your rash journey, to seek Astella you know not where; I can no more put off my fears, than my affection for you.  Phil. 
Dearest Ordella, let not a mistaken cause of fear for me, beget such a trouble in you; there is no danger in my purposed Journey, I shall only search the Grecian Isles, where none dares do me harm, you know I am engaged in honour to perform, what I have so publicly declared, and I am sure you love my Honour, equal with my Person.  Or 
I do so, and could I see the necessity you urge, to search for Astella, my passion should submit to your reason, and that I may not flatter my own affection, I shall now submit unto Selindra's opinion, who has no reason to be partial to either of our arguments; I prithee good Selindra, speak freely what thou thinkest of my brother's Journey.  Sel. 
Truly Sir, if I may judge! the Princess tells you what you should better consider of, than I think you yet have; not that I do apprehend any dangerous hazards in the Journey as she does, nor can I find any arguments fit to persuade you from attempting dangers, when your Honour calls you to them; give me leave Sir, only to ask, how your Honour is concerned to make this search? why do you intend so great a trouble to yourself; from whence is this value of Astella? who you never saw; why does your Highness seek a Woman that has never obliged you? nor you her, but by the ruin of her Family, insenced her.  Phil. 
'tis true that I have never seen, nor obblidged Astella in particular; but I have by many hazards of my Life endeavoured both; the Fame of her Excelling Beauty, and greater Virtue, begot in me a desire to serve her, and her whole Family, which I did faithfully, in freeing Hungary from the german Yoke: 'twas an unhappy Fate befell her Parents, by themselves pulled on them, not by me intended; in which sad loss, I bear so great a share, that I have no peace within, until I have made my Innocence unto Astellas' self appear, that she may see, that I had no design to hurt the Prince's persons, nor to Conquer Hungary.  Sel. 
What you have bravely done in that War, deserves a Trophy, and from Astella no less value, when she shall be well informed of all that past there; till than Sir, the Princess thinks it not fit for you to Visit, Astella, for we often see Great Princes Virtues, does not answer the Report Fame gives them.  Or. 
Most true Selindra, my heart presages a Ruin if you go; could I lay by my affection to you, and put on Astellas' cause, I would undertake to confute those Arguments, you so much trust in: Methinks I see you kneeling, and the enraged Astella, deaf to all you say, swelling with anger, for brave Pollinesso's loss, and ready to facrifice you.— come Selindra if ever I have deserved Ordella weeps, Love from thee! show it now by assisting me my own way, by thy best Language: do thou stand forth, and as Astella, receives my over-confident She pulls Selindra to Act Astella: She stands before the Chair of State. Brother, spare him not Selindra, but suppose you had a Brother as dear to you, as Pollinesso was to her, and that beloved Brother, by Phillocles his rash attempt, sent to his untimely grave; let lose some tears, to accompany those I have shed, and for my sake, put on a look so mixed with Majesty, Grief, and Anger, as may present her Part thou play'st: (ay, that look will do it.)  Sel. 
Madam, You see my ready Obedience to your Commands; but will the Prince permit such boldness?  Phil. 
Yes Selindra, since nothing else will satisfy my Sister, I am content for once to bear a part in this Child's play,— on condition Ordella that you put off your sadness if I prevail.  Or. 
I shall, so you will stay at home, if she do get the better of you.  Phil. 
Content:— can Selindra frown in jest? He turns to Selindra and sees her looks angry— methinks she looks as if she would do it to the life Ordella.  Sel. 
Yes Phillocles, I can frown when I have just, cause! and will make thee repent this rash attempt to visit me, thou hast beyond my hope, put thyself into my power to punish;  Phil. 
How that angry Cloud spreads! Can those bright Lights suffer an Eclipse, and not portend some fatal Ruin? what if they do! shall I shake at Thunder, that cannot reach me? be concerned for an unjust anger! no, not though the gods did threat:— But Astella will not nourish a thought mis-be-coming her Virtue, nor so much lessen her great name, by a mistaken passion, to harm a man, whose Endeavours were to serve her.  Sel. 
A mistaken Passion Phillocles! are not my Father and my Brothers dead? though not by thy hand Butchered, yet by thy attempts they fell; is not the glory of our name Extinguished? the honour of men fallen? all lost in Pollinesso's death!  Phil. 
Astellas' self is not more free, than I was, from intending evil to her friends; they forced me to secure myself; by which they were all lost, their Plots and Perjuries pulled this Ruin on them: only Pollinesso was not Guilty, he would not comply with fierce Barzanes envious designs, nor with his Fathers blacker purposes, Pollinesso was a witness of my hazards in that War, and did partake an equal share in them, and in the Victory; we often sealed our vows of Amity in our best bloods together, which did beget so mutual a Love, that our souls moved ever one way; I would rather have died with Pollinesso, then live thus to lament his loss; by these unfeigned tears I would.  Sel. 
Thou speak'st a Language so pleasing to my ears, that I could wish my vow to sacrifice thee to my brother's ghost, had never passed my lips, for I can see, and value all thy noble actions; and judge the guilt of my own friends that sell, and can bear the loss of all but Pollinesso!— he you say died Innocent, free from the others Crimes, full of Honour, Rich in Virtue, in the Blossom of his Age, my only Joy fell:— and you my only hate, shall die so too! your Worth, your Youth, & your Innocence, will make my oblation acceptable to those powers, I have vowed you too; vain man, canst thou think Pollinesso's ghost will be appeased with words? or tears! if thou wert ever worthy my brother's love, show it now, in courageous dying to his memory, for by all our gods thou diest;— a guard there.  She is interrupted by Ordella. Or. 
'tis bravely done Selindra, thou madest me start, and shake to see thee look, and hear thee speak with such awful majesty!— how is it Brother? how do you think Astellas' self will receive you? when one so unconcerned, can use you thus! do you yield yet? have we the better argument?  Phillocles and Selindra stands both amazed. Phil. 
Yes you have.  Or. 
You'll stay then!  Phil. 
I think I shall.  Or. 
My deer, dear Selindra, let me kiss thee, thou hast obliged me beyond my power to gratify, beyond my expression to acknowledge;— the Emperor, and the whole Empire shall thank thee for Phillocles his safety;— come my brother, let us now find my father; this change will please him.  Exeunt Ambo. Sel. 
How near lost was I, on his fresh mention of Pollinesso's death! how dangerous a work did I undertake; and how happily brought off, by the Princess Ordella's timely interruption!— I thought myself within my strengths at Belgrade, and Phillocles in my power to punish; I must no●… more of these games, 'tis my disguise preserves m●… life, and I do care only to live to be reveng'●… on Phillocles, the Author of all my sorrows.— Oh! but the Princess Ordella sits too near my heart, to suffer that; she is my friend, if I destroy her beloved brother! I wound her to death; a●… lest give her the same intolerable grief for Phillocles, I now suffer for Pollinesso.—— Oh! horri●… ingratitude! Oh miserable Astella! my Obligations to Ardella, do infringe my vows to heaven—— ye gods, direct me so; that these differing passions may not distract me; I would do●… what should become me best, and please yo●… most, though my own life in the attempt be lo●…  [Exit Selindr●…  

THE SECOND ACT.  Enter Emperor, Lascares, Cecropius and Cleonell. Cecropious. 
MIghty Sir, what you have said, was my thought, when I first heard of the Prince his stay, and had been now my Council, as the best way to secure his Interest in Hungary, by which Astella must submit unto the will of him that has already won the hearts of all her people.  Cleon. 
Sir, you know I have long loved, and long sought Selindra's Love; and Lovers Eyes are quick to discover the like looks in others; 'tis my duty (as well as my own Concern) to tell your Majesty that I have observed Selindra's good looks, to be the Orators that have put off the Prince his journey, not his kind sister's Importunity, and when your own observation shall inform you better, your Majesty will find this no causeless jealousy in me.  Cecropious, 
What he tell you sir, is the whisper of the Court, but I look on it slightly, the Prince may have a mind to a Wench, and Selindra is a pretty one; but sir, in my opinion, you should take no notice of such youthful passages; the Prince cannot think her a fit Wife, and then no matter who is his Mistress.  Lascares; 
Cecropious I do think it worthy my care to prevent an evil; the Crown of Hungary can be no way mine, but by Astella; we se●… Selindra is rich in Beauty, and more rich in Virtue; if not by Birth great enough to be his Wife▪ she is too good to be his wanton Mistress; Phillocles is young, and young men are apt to be in love! He is as gallant as great, and if his affectio●… should meet a repulse (as it's most like from Selindra) these sparks we now see, may grow to suc●… a flame, as neither we, nor he can quench: I wi●… observe him, and set spies on them— [Aside some of my own spies▪ Cleonell may be jealo●… without a cause! I will sift Ordella too.—  Enter Phillocles to them in rich clothes, with Ordella, Selindra, Lords, Ladies, and train, all fine Lascares; 
Daughter, you have wrought a go●… work on your brother; thy Interest I see, has pr●… veiled, beyond my entreaty, or my Comman●… I thank thee for it Ordella, and am glad Philloc●… to find that your Ears are open unto reason, i●… deed the journey would not have suited w●… your other great actions; I like well thy galla●… spirit; but I like not to hazard a Kingdom 〈◊〉 a Compliment.  Phillocles, 
Sir, I do thus low beg pardon for 〈◊〉 [She kne●… first disobedience to your commands, and 〈◊〉 confess my sister wrought my consent to st●… ye●… I must tell you sir; 'twas because her Arguments complied with your commands, nor was your command her least Argument.  Las. 
Thus let me embrace the greatest comfort of my life, thou shalt set ever next my heart He holds their Arms under his, and walks as he speaks,— give me thy hand Ordella, and thine Phillocles; What wealth is there beyond these? what joys beyond those I feel? thus supported! I am the envy of Princes; may all the blessings Heaven can bestow, fall on you both for this love, and this obedience to your old dying Father,— tell me Phillocles: how stands the affairs of Hungary? I have had late Intelligence, that some Commotions do appear there: if so? since you have thus discreetly laid aside the search of Astella, in my Judgement, 'twill be next best that you repair to Belgrade with your Army, there by your presence to keep the people in Obedience, until Astella be found; we know the Hungarians are a busy headed people Phillocles.  Phil. 
Sir, I have left the Government of that State, in those hands that will neglect no means to invite Astella home; they love her sir; and do want no power to secure the Kingdom for her; my presence at Belgrade, would rather deter Astella, then invite her home, and may be justly thought I meant to force, what I yet doubt to sue for: In my opinion sir, I ought to hear more from thence, before I stir that way, but my opinion and my will, shall submit to your Commands.  Lascar. 
Thou art still on thy Compliments, but my grey Hairs are not convinced by such Arguments, think better on what I propose, though I Phillocles and the rest go off. do not command, but only wish it; while I instruct your sister with my reasons, that she, and you may consult together.  [He whispers with Ordella. Or. 
I shall obey you Sir, and weigh well what you have said, I shall not be wanting in my care for Selindra, nor in my love unto my Brother.  Las. 
I am satisfied Ordella, and do only wonder why he will not lead the Army into Hungari●… where such apparent need is of his presence.  Or. 
He will go, if you will have him Sir.  Las. 
I will think further on it a day or two.  This while Cleonel Courts Selindra, she shows dislike to him. Las. 
Cleonel I see loses no time in the War he makes, ply her hard young man, those knit brows do often prove the Cipher to a smiling heart, and yet Cleonel I must tell you, that I approve not this whining wa●… of Wooing; most Women like to be approached with such Alacrity, as shows the mettle men are made of; where is thy heart young man?  Cle. 
Mighty Sir, one frown from bright Selindras eyes, has power to shake me into Atoms, to unman me quite!  'Las 
I think so, and must myself Woo for thee, He speaks to Selindra. how is it fair one, that you neglect such honour●… and such Wealth, as Cleonel brings with him? he is a man in my eyes worthy the greatest subject of my Empire:— Or is it the nice Lovers part you thus do act in Public, while your united hearts delight in private? say Selindra, when shall our Court flourish in triumphs for your wedding?— while Ordella provides Ornaments for you, it shall be my care to set forth Cleonel like himself, and fit for such a Mistress:— tell me when Selindra, when shall this Jolly time be? come I must press you for my Friend.  Selin. 
I am very sensible of this Honour you now do me Sir, yet cannot choose but wonder why your Majesty thinks fit to press me to a public Answer.  Las. 
You have delayed it long enough, 'tis a good time to declare now.  Selin. 
I obey Sir, and do confess that I have ever had a true value of Cleonells' worth; I have also observed your favour to him, and do believe that he may make the best of Women happy; but yet I think not fit to entertain his Love, I have more Noble thoughts, then to encourage him with hopes, of what I never can afford him, such a return as his merit may justly expect from one more worthy than myself; I must declare that my purpose is not to marry, but to attend the Princess so long, as that honour may be permitted, and her Highness' favour shall continue to me.  Las. 
May all thy wishes be ever on thee, happy will that man be, that gets such a Treasure, as this fair Cabinet contains: I am vanquished Cleonel, and I advise thee to tear this Serpent from thy heart, before it be too big for thee to grasp;— (observe you this Ordella?)— Phillocles are thy thoughts yet for Belgrade?  [Aside. Phillo. 
They shall be Sir, if you Command it.  Exeunt Lascares Cecropius and Cleonel. Phillo. 
Ordella can you guests why my Father does now urge my absence? that so late enforced my stay?  Ordel. 
Does not the Affairs of Hungary require you there?  Phillo. 
No Ordella, I should not then wonder at it.  Enter Messenger. Messen. 
Madam, the Emperor calls for you.  Ordel. 
I'll o'er take him presently;— I have much to say to you Brother, pray stay my return; good Selindra Entertain him in my Chamber, with Cleonells last Melancholy Song, I like so well.  Phillocles and Selindra sit within the Scene. 

THE SONG.  
Cloris we see the offended Gods,  
At first do show, and shake their Rodds,  
That they may rather threat, then strike,  
So we forgo, what they dislike:  
These faulty streams, shall flow no more  
Above their banks▪ as heretofore;  
Nor swelling tempest from my breast,  
Hence forth thy Virgin cares molest;  
All shall be fashioned to thy will,  
So thou wilt let me Love thee still;  
My Lips shall not a word let go,  
That may offend to tell thee so;  
But to dissemble, or deny  
That I do Love thee were a lie  
Would slain my soul, 'twill prove a spot,  
To look as if I Loved thee not.   Phillo. 
This charity becomes you Madam, and Cleonells lines I see are smiled on, though himself be not, but why did you with such severity, in public disclaim his interest, and seem to reject a man so worthy, when the Emperor himself wooed for him?  Selin. 
'Tis the Princess Ordella's pleasure, that I should learn his Song Sir, and not my fancy to the maker of it, though his love, and respects may challenge a greater compliment from me, for I shall ever acknowledge obligations to Cleonel, yet not think fit to treat a Marriage in my Father's absence, by whom I shall be wholly ruled in that matter, if he think fit to make that choice for me, I must submit.  Phillo. 
Give me leave Madam so far to interest Phillocles takes her hand, she shows dislike. myself in your Affairs, as to ask if your thoughts for Cleonel be such, that you will not admit the like profession from another; For though my Father cannot match him in his Dominions, I believe that I can find you a Servant as faithful, and as full of love; one every way as worthy your favours, one that will outbid Cleonel, to gain Selindra, do but—  [He offers to kiss her hand. Selin. 
I beg your Highness pardon for some time.  [Exit Selindra. Phil. 
Thus to leave me while I was speaking to her, is a scorn I looked not for;— Selindra was not wont to be so rude, nor I so foolish, sure my looks and Language rendered me Ridiculous, so slight, that she blushed for me, which to hide she thus withdrew, leaving me to wonder at myself, that am of late become, what I want a Name for;—— If this be Love, and this the Effects of Love, I'll tear the Monster from my heart and be myself again, before it grow too mighty for me;— my hands cannot reach it, no force can touch it, 'tis a subtle foe, not to be compelled; 'tis reason only must prevail;— Selindra loves, and dissembles her affection to Cleonel, neglecting me;— how unworthy then am I, that seek to separate united hearts; how fond, to Cove●… what another does Enjoy; how much am I now fallen below myself, by this passion?  He throws himself on the Couch sadly. Enter Ordella and Selindra. Ordel. 
When went my Brother hence Selindra?  Selin. 
He sits there Madam.  Ordel. 
My Father I fear has too much cause for what he said; Prithee leave us a while Selindra, and let none disturb us.  Ordella goes to Phillocles, he starts at her approach. Phillo. 
Oh Selindra!  Ordel. 
She is not here, why do you stare thus on me? are you not well?  Phillo. 
Only a little dull for want of sleep Ordella; but why sent the Emperor for you in such haste?  Ordel. 
To tell me that Phillocles does love Selindra and to inquire my thoughts of it; I answered boldly, that you were too Noble to dishonour Selindra, and too wise to neglect Astella and a Crown, for such an idle fancy;— I have confirmed him that you have not such a thought, because I saw him troubled at it;— but what is this that thus distracts you?  Phil. 
Ha! what says my dearest Sister.  Ordel. 
Ye Gods defend that I be not mistaken; Brother what have you done with yourself, since I went hence?  Phillo 
My head is full of the Affairs of Hungary, I was contriving how I should secure Astella in her Throne, and thinking of a thousand other things; but why did my Father send for thee?  Ordel. 
This is very strange, I told you why, and you regard me not, it was about Selindra.  Phillo. 
About Selindra; prithee Ordella let us talk of something else,— thou weepest.  Ordel. 
How can I choose but weep, to see you thus distracted, and all my hopes of future joys dying in me?— Phillocles has left to Love me▪ he dares not trust me with his heart he Loves, and by dissembling seeks to hide his love from me, that can die for him.  Phillo. 
I am guilty Ordella, thy charms o'ercome me, and I do submit to thy severest Judgement, I do love Selindra, and would do more than thou canst fancy, to gain her Love; now my heart lies open, thou wilt find the wound is deep Ordella, touch it gently my dear Sister.  Ordel. 
'Twill not be cured then Phillocles, I must lance it to the quick, and you must endure to hear that Cleonel, and she have been long contracted, and only do disguise their Loves because Cecropius seeks Selindra for himself, 'tis only until her Father's return, they thus dissemble it.  Phil. 
Contracted Ordella! thou hast blasted all my hopes, destroyed me in the twinkling of an eye, the gods have not a greater curse in store to throw upon me, is this thy cure? I shall sink under the burden of this remedy! farewell Ordella, farewell for ever! for I am undone for ever!  Or. 
Stay Phillocles I can cure thee yet; I'll struck Phillocles going out, in haste turns back. thy wound, and try how that will work, they are not contracted, that I ever heard, it was my pure affection that thus abused your ears: by my Father's command, I was in the bud to crush your love, which by their pretended Contract I thought best to do: can my Brother pardon my Zeal to serve him this way? and yet trust my love.  Phil. 
I can do both Ordella, now thou haste restored me to life again; come let us sit, that I may at large declare my purpose concerning Selindra,— do you remember Ordella, that day you made Selindra act Astella? how I was then convinced, and overcome by her; how she spoke then! and with what Majesty she appear'd! Methought then if Selindra were not born a Queen, yet she was designed to be one! from that hour I loved her, (and you the occasion of my love,) I have since observed her strictly, and well weighed all her perfections, and considered Cleonells hopeless suit to gain her: if she can afford me love Ordella; I would wade deep in blood— it would look like vanity, to tell thee how great things I would do to win a value from her.  Or. 
When I consider Selindra's Beauty, and her worth, I cannot blame your admiration of her, truly brother, I do wish your desires upon you, but know not how I can comply, or how to serve you this way?  Phil. 
I have weighed all kind of arguments Ordella, and do allow them to be good worldly thoughts, fit for Princes that have no other heaven on earth than their Wealth, and their Dominions! — I tell the Ordella to be Emperor of all the world is poverty without Selindra! if thou lovest me, thou wilt use thy interest to persuade her to cast off all thoughts for Cleonell, and receive me, who she yet shuns:— now my Sister speak comfort to my soul; that must languish until you engage for me.  Ordella sits silent a while, and he staring on her. Or. 
I have been thus long silent Phillocles, to consider how I might comply with your desires, and not break my Father's trust, do but show me an honourable way, and I will serve you with the same Zeal you wish it; but if I should consent? how can you avoid Cleonell? or how disguise your love from my Father?  Phil. 
we'll think of twenty ways to blind the old man's eyes, and as for Cleonell, I will so overload him with Wealth, and Honours, that he shall gladly give up his interest in Selindra, (if he have any!) but if he refuse! I will become his Rival publicly, I will either carry the fair prize or lose myself Ordella; say now, will you strain a Compliment with my Father's trust to save thy brother's life and honour?  Or. 
Pardon me heaven! if I offend by varying from my Father's trust, to save my Brother's Life and Honour! Phillocles now I am yours, employ me like a Sister that you love, put me not to use artifices unworthy of that value, the World now holds me at.  Phil. 
By all our gods, I'll rather perish, then permit thee to act any thing unworthily: Dearest Ordella lose no time to make known my affection to Selindra, while I seek Cleonell, to make him mine.  Or. 
Since no argument can prevail against your passion, I am content to be directed by you.  Phil. 
Thou wilt make me happy than Ordella! beyond all the State arguments.  
The greatest Politician can invent,  
Or brightest messenger from Heaven's scent.  [Leads her off. Enter Cleonel. Cleo. 
This falls out well for my designs upon Selindra, the Prince his absence, will give me opportunity to effect, what his presence might prevent, for 'tis now most evident that Selindra slights my Professions in hope of Phillocles, who is become my Rival; by subtleties I must therefore compass, what my power and credit cannot reach: the Prince is too mighty for me, to contest with? but this New War, will do my work— see Enter Phillocles. where he comes, how full of thoughts he is of late! this love transforms us all.  Phil. 
I'll share the Empire with him if he consent! if he consent! if he will not! I'll force my way.—  He sees Cleonell. Cleo. 
Sir, The Emperor sent me to signify unto you the News from Belgrade, that Astella is arrived there, and is rejected by those you left to govern; 'tis his pleasure Sir, that you prepare to march with all possible speed to her relief.  Phil. 
I have just now received an express from thence, which informs me of a Faction there, that did hope to have set up a Counterfeit Astella; but those Tumults are allayed, the plot being discovered, all the partakers fled the Country; I therefore hold it fit to hear again from thence, before I stir: but if my Father will needs have his Army march into Hungary, I shall advise him to confer the honour of that War, Cleonell on you.  Cle. 
On me Sir, I am neither worthy, nor capable of so great a charge; your Highness does me much honour in this thought, but I must not presume to accept the favour, lest the Emperor do think me so vain to seek it.  Phillo. 
Why Cleonel? thy forward youth promises great things, and I know the Emperor will be pleased to see me join to heap honours on thy deserving head; I will undertake it with my Father, and shall not doubt to say, thou wilt deserve the sole Command of all our Forces.  Cle. 
If the Emperor consent, I am cozened; [Aside. your Highness does o'erload me with your Favours, I shall not live to express my Gratitude, much less to merit such honours.  Phil. 
I tell thee Cleonel, 'tis in thy power to lay an Obligation on me, such an Obligation Cleonel, as half my Empire cannot recompense;— Say, may I hope such kindness from thee? but if it be not in thy heart, do not flatter me into a hope of what I shall not find.  Cle. 
Sir as you are my Prince, my duty binds me to serve you with the hazard of my life and fortunes.  Phill. 
I thank thee for thy love, as I do all that will like thee, say, and do as much, but I would have engagements unto thee, beyond the common compliment of other Subjects.  Cle. 
Your many favours Sir, have so much obliged me beyond all others, that your Commands (what ere they be) shall make me happy.  Phil. 
Take heed Cleonel, do not engage too fast, for I shall demand what thou hold'st dearer than thy life; darest thou hear me now?  Cle. 
Speak boldly Sir, I am yours, and all that's mine is so; I hope he will discover his love to me.  [Speaks aside. Phil. 
Thou art indeed my fate, or I am thine— I would have thee give up to me thy interest in Selindra, dissolve all engagements between her and you:— my dearest friend; thus thou mayest bequeath an Empire to me, that I prise far above this I am born to,— start not at it, for I will Phillocles Embraces him. wear thee in my bosom, thou shalt be the greaest and the richest man in Greece!  Cle. 
Without Selindra!  Phil. 
ay, without Selindra!  Cleo. 
What is all Greece worth, without Selindra? good Sir, give me leave a little to consider on this matter;— sure he has solicited Selindra [Aside. for himself, and received a repulse— it may well be that she has expressed to him, some value of me, beyond what I myself can yet discern; he would not else thus rashly, nay thus madly tempt me! 'tis so:— Sir, do I mistake, or did you demand that I should give my interest in Selindra up to you?  Phil. 
Thou dost not mistake, 'tis only that can make me happy.  Cleo. 
And only that I cannot grant, I can no more consent to part with the hope of such a happiness, then with my interest in Heaven; pray Sir, find some other way to try my Faith.  Phil. 
The Gods cannot give thee a means to oblige me another way, themselves cannot bles●… me with a gift, that I can prise beyond Selindra.  Cleo. 
And you would have me debauch thi●… young Lady, for your private pleasure?  Phill. 
By all that's holy I would marry her.  Cleo. 
Marry her! what shall then become 〈◊〉 Hungary, and Astella?  Phill. 
Thou shalt have that Crown, and her I'll woo her for thee, I'll fight that Conquest o'●… again, and give it thee, if she refuse.  Cleo. 
Will you get the Emperor's consent 〈◊〉 this exchange?  Phill. 
Yes, or I will do it without him.  Cleo. 
(All this shall to the Emperor,) (Asi●… but if you can do neither? this inestimable jewel you would have me throw away.  Phill. 
Will it be thrown away; if placed on me?  Cleo. 
I might have put my words into a Courtlier phrase I do confess, but I can never mould my heart to such a form, as shall consent to make my tongue betray it: I swear by all that's good, I never can relinquish my interest in Selindra? I do prize my weak hopes there, above all the wealth and honours you can lay down to purchase it.  Phill. 
He has abused me all this while, to get the secret out, which shall now consume him; since he will not consent, his base treachery shall be my first step to climb unto Selindra.  Phillocles stands silent musing. Cleo. 
I shall now persuade Lascares to believe that the Prince loves Selindra— while he is musing I'll steal off, lest a tempest [Aside. do fall on me.  Cleonel is going out▪ Phill. 
Stay Cleonel, I have more to say; I have considered my rash suit, and cannot with Justice quarrel with thee for not parting with such a Treasure as Selindra is; but I must call thee to account for thy late smiles, and false fawning on me, and for thy base treacherous kindness, by which thou hast betrayed me to reveal a secret too great to trust thee with:— Thus I lay by my greatness, and as a private injured man, I draw my sword to kill thee.  Cleo. 
But I must not lift up mine against my Prince, I have been ever taught to draw my sword in your defence, and shall be as glad to serve you with it, as I should be proud to use it in this cause against any other man; I dare scarce show it you Sir.  [He draws. Phill. 
I have now made myself thy equal, by my rivalship in love; either defend thyself, or by heaven I'll kill thee.  They fight, Phillocles hurts an●… disarms Cleonel; as the Emperor comes in Phillocles thro●… Cleonel his sword, and goes out Enter the Emperor, Cecropius, and Attendants. Lasc. 
What insolence is this so near us? Cleo●… this posture does not become you in this place.  Cleo. 
You will pardon it Sir, when you sh●… know I only drew to save my life, not to offend t●… Prince, who swelling with rage, came like a rui●… on me, because I would not quit my Interest Selindra unto him, to be his wife Sir.  Las. 
Is this true Cleonel?  Cleo. 
You'll find it true Sir, I could have h●… Astella and her Crown for my consent; 'tis so●… sure to deny another, what I cannot get myself.  Lasc. 
Has he not hurt thee?  Cleo. 
Not much Sir, you came in just as he fell on me.  Lasc. 
This must be timely cared for; Cecropius send presently and fetch Selindra to your Lodgings, this night she shall be your charge, to morrow let her be sent back to Cyprus to her father; and be you sure Cecropius that Phillocles do neither see her, nor send to her this night.  Enter Ordella, Selindra, with Ladies. Cecro. 
She is here Sir, with the Princess.  Ordel. 
Where is my brother Sir?  Lasc. 
He is gone hence hurt Ordella, (I wish he were else) fight forsooth for Love! you now see what mischief your fondness to Selindra has produced; your brother's life endangered, and the Empire tottering: Cecropius take Selindra to your care, as I comm●…nded let her be sent home, attended as befits her quality:— Ordella come you with me.  All goes off but Cecropius, Cleonel and Selindra. Cecro. 
Leave us a while Cleonel,— Madam, you Exit Cleonel and harkens at the Scene. now see the evils I foretold, are come to pass, these young fiery spirits will never submit to suffer either to enjoy you: do but consider how happy you may be, by being mine, though I am not so young; yet many men of my years have made young Ladies happy: of my love you have had long trial, my Power, my Honours, and my Wealth, will prove as pleasant as the smooth chin of Cleonell:— Phillocles his wife you cannot be, his mistress I hope you scorn to be; much may be said, Lady on this argument, but the time allows it not, to morrow early you must to Sea, unless you will bless me, by being mine.  Cleo. 
Is it even so my good father? I shall show He peeps in you a trick for yo●… trick, if my skill fail not!  Sel. 
My Lord, I must now give you the same answer I have ever done, that I can never have affection for you.  Cecro. 
No matter, few old men's wives have any.  Sel. 
My Lord, I do submit unto the Emperor's commands, pray let me be sent away.  Cecro. 
'Tis my humble love begets this contempt [Aside— I must try her another way,— Madam, you know the Emperor's humour well, and you have heard how eagerly he covets to join Hungary to Greece, by Phillocles his match with Astella, and how much he abhors his love to you, is evident: The truth is Selindra, you are this night by his command, to be ravished by my son Cleonel, to that end send thither, which will allay the gallant Prince his appetite to marry you, and remove all further fears of that matter: 'Tis yet in your own power Madam by obliging me, to prevent Cleonells' force, who for undertaking so base an act, aught to be despised.  Sel. 
Ravished, I'll rather die, then suffer Cleonell, or yield to be your wife; the gods will not permit such wickedness!  Cec. 
Please you to retire unto your Lodging Lady:—  He leads her in and returns. 
●…There is no way to win this foolish Girl, I am angered even to hate her, yet cannot choose but love her;— but why should I lose this 〈◊〉? I may now do, what I only invented for Cleonel— I shall curse myself when she is gone, and when no possibility is left, wish it had been so: it shall be;— if when I have ravished her, she can consent, I'll marry her, if she will not, I'll poison her, and being dead at Sea, hi●…e the Mariners to throw her overboard, I will about it while my blood is high!  
Venus' propitious be to my design.  
I'll offer Incense only at thy Shrine.   

THE THIRD ACT.  Enter Phillocles. Phill 
GIven to Cecropius custody! that is to Cleonels' embraces; I must see her:— He knocks at Cecropius' Lodgings, and enter three servants with swords.— is Cecropius or Cleonel within?  Seru. 
They are Sir.  Philo. 
Is Selindra yet at rest?  Seru. 
Yes Sir, long since.  Phill 
Is it so late? I do believe you do mistake, and she is not;—  Phillocles offers to enter, and they stop him. 
— what means this rudeness?  Seru. 
The Emperor has given command, that neither your highness, nor any from you, should visit Selindra; besides Sir, all within are now at rest.  Phill. 
My Father's command! this is some design from Cleonel:— are they all at rest say you?— whence then is this no●…e I hear?  [A no see within. Seru. 
We know not Sir.  Phill. 
Hark, the same noise again, 'tis within— stand by,— Villains give way, or I shall force my passage through your hearts,— [This way the noise is. by Heaven 'tis a Woman's voice!— it is Selindra's [Goes out and returns. voice, she calls for help too!  Selin. 
Help, oh help! murder, murder.  [He hearkens at the Scene. Phillocles enters, breaks open a door within, and Cecropius is seen struggling with Selindra, Phillocles takes Cecropius by the Choler, and as he offers to kill him, Cleonel enters and holds his sword at Selindra's breast. Cleo. 
By my Father's soul, I will strike with thee Phillocles.  Phil. 
Thou darest not be so base to harm such innocence.  Here they look at one another in this posture a while, than Phillocles throws by Cecropius, and runs at Cleonel; he quits Selindra, and meets phillocles; while they fight, the others run out and raise the Court. Enter the Emperor, with Train and Guard, who part them. Lasc. 
Phillocles, I have thus long winked at you●… follies, hoping that my mildness would have begot a better temper in you, but I now see your son requires a Corisive: go to your Lodgings, and a●… you value my displeasure, move not from thence without my leave,— you of the Guard wai●… upon the Prince, and let him not stir out, as yo●… will answer it to me,— Cecropius, let all leav●… [Exit Phillocles with the Guard us but yourself— and now inform me of thi●… Fray, and how he came hither against my Command.  [Exeunt omnes Cecro. 
Mighty Sir, the Prince forced my servants from the door, and found me threatening Selindra; and frighting of her, as if I meant a Rape, which I only feigned; intending to take off Phillocles his affection that way, by which he might apply his thoughts towards Astella, for if the Princ●… should marry Selindra how can Hungary be yours this Sir, is the truth.  Lasc. 
I wish thou hadst done, what thou only talkest of, or this young man will ruin all my hopes of Hungary, if we do not prevent him!— Cleonel peeps in it must be poison Cecropius; I see no less will do it; Selindra must die, and that presently.  Cecro. 
And shall Sir, if you so direct; by to morrow night it shall be done.  Lasc. 
Be it so then, 'twill be the least evil; and the only way to secure all the rest; let her be poisoned.  [Exeunt amb●…. Enter Cleonel. Cleo. 
Poison her, my curiosity was to good purpose at this time; was ever grey hairs so wicked? how to prevent this mi●…1chief I know not;— Selindra will never credit it from me; yet I will urge her hard, and if I do get belief, and by this means bring my designs to pass! I shall find doors strong for Phillocles to force:— Love and Venus guide me.  Cleonel goes out and returns Selindra flying before him, with a knife drawn, which she holds at her breast. Sel. 
Hold Cleonel, if thou presumest to touch me, this knife shall be my rescue.  Cleo. 
Will this distance, with my obedience, and my humility remove your fears?— by He steps back and knelt. Selindra's self I swear, my only business is to save that life you threaten,— does my heart and my looks so ill agree? that you can fear harm from me.  Sel. 
Art not thou Ceeropius' son? and does not his wild blood run in thy veins?  Cleo. 
No Madam, I am no whit allied unto Cecropius the Ravisher; he was a Man when he made me, and is now become a Monster; such as I dread to see Selindra under his Roof.  Sel. 
My Lord, that posture does neither become you nor me,— pray come no nearer.  He riseth and comes towards her. Cleo. 
You will pardon my approach when you shall know the cause of this unseasonable Visit, I have by accident o'er heard the Emperor give my Father order to poison you, and he is providing to do it, this next night.  Selin. 
I am glad to hear they are grown so merciful, death is less dreadful than his Rape,— but how can I credit this from you? and how avoid it, if I do?  Cleo. 
Can Selindra believe my love could ere conceal such a mischief? or that I will omit any endeavour, to preserve her from it?  Selin. 
Were not Cleonel akin to the Ravisher; I might believe he would detect a Poisoner.  Cleo. 
If I tell you a false word, may sudden plagues seize on me, and if you plea●… 〈◊〉 make me the blessed instrument of your escape; the Honour will be ample recompense for any hazard I shall run: I have Madam a strong Castle within the Forest, about a League from hence, thither I can convey you first, and then whither you please.  Selin. 
Pray my Lord, leave me a few minutes, [Exit Cleonel. that I may consider this great concern:— 'tis very like that he who would have ravished, may consent to poison twenty such as I, rather than lose his hopes of Hungary:— I like well to fly from this near death, but I like not to trust myself to Cleonel, there may be more danger at his Castle, then in the death I would fly from, if I discover myself unto Ordella, she will solicit me for Phillocles (who I must ever hate) this will prove more desperate than all the rest:— I must trust Cleonel, though he be of a fiery Spirit, his honour was never yet tainted:— I will look gently on him, and engage him if I can to be true to me:— [She calls Cleonel, who enters. My Lord I have weighed my dangers, and your Counsel to avoid them, and I will trust myself to you, so you will swear to carry me directly unto Belgrade (and not to your Castle) I have friends in Hungary who will protect me, and there I shall have time to consider of your hazards for me.  Cleo. 
By our Household gods I swear to do it, by this fair hand I will observe my Oath, and what ever else you shall command me:— though it be late, we must this night depart, you must make ready, while I take order for my Servants, and my Horses.  Selin. 
May I not see the Princess ere I go? will not to morrow night be time enough?  Cleo. 
To morrow night brings death beyond all power to hinder; we should be going while we talk:— Let no fears disturb you Madam, I can command the opening of the Ports at any hour; all shall be according to your wish.  Selin. 
Heaven grant it Cleonel:  
When I remember the strict vow you've made,  
It were impiety to be afraid.  [Exeunt severally. [Enter Phillocles and Guard. Phillo. 
Leave me all.  Enter Ordella, to visit him as in his chamber, the Guard at the door appearing. Phill. 
Thou art welcome Ordella, let us sit and talk sadly.  Ordel. 
My coming is to divert this sadness which you too much indulge.  Phill. 
Does not my sorrow become me Ordella? canst thou wish me merry, when thou considerest my Condition? who is there now in Greece more scorned than Phillocles?  Crdel. 
Who more honoured? thy Victories shine bright upon thee, thy virtues are unparallelled, thyself adored by thy own Subjects, and by other Nations coveted; let not my brother provoke the gods by his ingratitude.  Phill 
Thou art mistaken my dear Sister, I am not that Phillocles thou meanest; not he that chased the Germans out of Hungary, I am one that Cleonel dares Rival, and with a single arm can check my force; a poor contemned prisoner I am, a man with half a soul thou seest; do I not become my Goal?  Ordell. 
I am sad myself to hear you talk thus;— but, my Brother, your affairs do require your present Counsel; pray let us consider how Selindra may be secured from farther danger.  Phillocles starts up hastily. Phill. 
Is Selindra in danger? speak Ordella, what danger? who dares threaten her?  Ordel. 
You mistake me Brother, I was about to tell you that in my opinion she will be safe at Cyprus, and do think fit when she takes leave of me to let her know your Love and Resolution to marry her, which will soon dash Cleonels hopes; this I could not yet do, by reason she was so suddenly committed to Cecropius;— your looks do fright me, and your unquiet thoughts will ruin you.  Phill. 
Thou art my only comfort, thou shalt still direct, and I'll obey, prithee Ordella chide me when I do amiss; methinks thy looks speak good success; I do approve her absence for a while at Cyprus, because you like it, and I will have patience too, because you say 'tis fit.  Ordel. 
Patience will become you best, and be●… suit with your affairs.  Phill. 
Thou Councell'st well Ordella but can●… not fancy what a broken heart endures;— m●… whole soul labours under the burden of my Love, and to that is added her neglects more weighty, and to this double load, my father's unjust anger falls upon me, as if I were not sinking fast enough before.  Ordel. 
My father's anger will be soon over.  Phill. 
I wish it not Ordella, may his fierce anger urge him on to my destruction, it will be handsomer to fall so, then to perish by Selindra's scorns.  Ordel. 
You raise imaginary evils that are not; I am confident Selindra has no thought for Cleonel, nor can I doubt but she will meet your love, with as bright a flame as yours is.  Phill. 
Oh! that I could suffer such a hope, or such a thought possess me, I would then meet my father's frowns, and blow away his thunder; did Selindra love me, I would wage a second war with heaven to gain her, and be more proud to fall her Martyr in so high attempt, then fit next to Jove, with her neglects upon me.  [Enter Antenor▪ Ante. 
Madam, the Emperor sent me to see if Selindra were here with you.  Ordel. 
What means my Father by this? Is she not a prisoner with Cecropius?  Ante. 
She was, but is now missing, at which Cecropius is half mad.  Enter Antillacus Antil. 
Madam, I come to let you know that by daybreak Cleonel, with Selindra past the Ports, and about two hours after were met on that way that leads to his Castle.  Phillo. 
Let them that love me follow me.  Phillocles snatches Antillacus his Sword and runs at his Guard who give way. As Phillocles goes out, he meets Lascares, and Cecropius▪ and wounds Cecropius in the arm. Las. 
Traitor, Villain:— stay all; I do command you stay Antillacus:— See the Court-Gates locked, that none go after him;— Cecropius do you retire and look to your hurt, he meant it at thy heart Old Man; may thy Sons good Sword revenge it on him, if they meet, and he fall under it.  Ordel. 
Oh Sir! Let not your curses follow my Brother, he has Afflictions enough without them.  Las. 
Peace Ordella, thy tenderness doth too much nourish thy Brother's follies, I would rather he should not be, then be thus Effeminate; I have fought many Battles, and done great things to settle this Empire; and think you it will be kept▪ and Governed by a heart with a dart in it.  Ordel 
Good Sir, let not my Brother's single error put from your memory all his great Actions, if you would speak mildly to him of his Love, I do believe your Arguments may move him more, than all this rigour can; he has a Noble Spirit, such as you did like, and I know he Loves you Sir  Las. 
Let me know when he returns.  [Exeunt Lascares▪ Ordel. 
Are any gone after Phillocles?  Enter to Ordella Armanthus, Gillon Ladies. Arman. 
Yes Madam, we think Antillacus is gone with Antenor.  Ordel. 
But can they overtake him time enough before he reaches Cleonel?  Gillon. 
No doubt they may.  Enter to them Antillacus, and Antenor. Ordel. 
Not yet gone Antillacus?  Antil 
Madam, all the Court-Gates are by th●… Emperors express command locked up, an●… Guards set that no man now can pass.  Ordel. 
Is it not madness to hazard him alon●… against Cleonel and his company? My Lords, 〈◊〉 you mean to give obedience to this rash command? and suffer Phillocles to perish thus, wh●… my Father's anger is allayed, he'll curse your m●… desty, if not punish it, in case my Brother 〈◊〉 miscarry.  Antil. 
Madam, we have no way to follow the Prince, unless yourself command the Guards to let us pass.  Ordel. 
Come then with me; I will stand my Father's anger when it goes highest, rather than let my Brother fall thus neglected.  [Exeunt Omnes. Enter Phillocles. Phillo. 
Those at the Castle do not hear of Cleonel, nor expect him there; sure Antillacus did mistake them, or I him, which way now to take I know not:— 'tis strange Antillacus and Antenor stay so long, I must not quit this Road until they come:— Hark I hear Men and Horses within the Wood; my business is to search every where: Love guide me to her Rescue, or my Death.  [Exit Phillocles. Enter Cleonel, leading Selindra, followed by four Servants. Cleo. 
How is it now Madam? your Spirits seem to be returned, are you yet strong enough to ride on? we have rested long.  Selin. 
I hope I am, 'twas the blow which the bough gave my head, makes me thus ill, the bushes kept me from the ground, so that my fall could not hurt me.  Cleo. 
The day is far spent Madam, and we shall be no sooner missed, then followed; pray let us to horse, there is a place near, where we may rest for one night secure.  Selin. 
My head grows diszey with this little motion, I fear I cannot sit upon my Horse yet;— methinks you might hide me here in these thick bushes until night, and when 'tis dark, find some better means to carry me away.  Cleo. 
'Twill not be safe to stay longer so near our Enemies.  Enter Phillocles. Phil. 
'Tis Cleonel;— turn this way Traitor.  Cleonel holds up Selindra, and sends his Men to Phillocles. Cleo. 
Take the Prince without harm if you can.  Phil. 
Am I not worthy thy own Sword Ravisher.  [They Fight.] Phillocles runs desperately among the men, passes them, and comes up to Cleonel, they all encompass him, fight, Selindra runs amongst them. Selin. 
I beg your patience Sir;— and do command thine Cleonel, but hear me speak, I do conjure you both;— Phillocles brave Prince, look on me with pity, and on Cleonel with justice; my life being sought several ways by Lascares, and Cecropius I have endeavoured to preserve by flight; you must therefore look on Cleonel as trusted, and employed by me, being engaged by Oath to carry me to Belgrade, to my Friends there.  Phil. 
Thou art betrayed Selindra, lost for ever; this is not the way to Belgrade, you are now within a mile of his Castle, this way leads to no other place;— thou perfidious Villain, canst thou smile at such a treachery?  Cleo. 
Yes Phillocles, and will be my own carver now, I must be first served here:— do you two carry her to Horse, I'll soon o'ertake you.  He delivers Selindra to two off his Men. Selin. 
To Horse Cleonel;— I'll rather die then stir a foot that way.  Cleo. 
Force her to Horse, we have no time to talk.  Phil. 
Force her! thou cursed slave, I'll Sacrifice thee ere she goes.  Cleonel and his two Men fight with Phillocles while the other two force off Selindra:— Selin. 
The gods preserve the Prince; help, help, murder, treason, treason:—  [Exeunt with Selindra. Upon her cries, enter six Travetors, Pollider the Chief. Polli. 
Let some help those that cry, let others search the wood, I'll towards the clashing Swords:— how's this three to one.  Pollider runs at Cleonel and diverts him, just as Phillocles had killed one man, at which instant the other man hurts Phillocles in the back, and seeing this rescue, he runs into the Wood; Phillocles runs after him that fled, believing it had been Cleonel, whom he could not see, because Pollider having run Cleonel through the heart, was fallen himself upon him, who being by Cleonel run into the throat, lay also as dead covering Cleonel. Enter to them the rest of the Travetors, with Selindra very weak, who when they see Pollider dead, do let Selindra fall, who lies on the ground while they take up Pollider, and dress his wounds. Tene. 
Cursed be that Woman, accursed our fate to lose our Prince thus.  They dress him as they talk. Teck. 
Now the blood issues at the wound, it may prove not mortal.  Titi. 
The blood only choked him as he lay, you see his eyes look cheerfully.  Tene. 
Ye Gods, if any do take care of Hungary, [Knelt. look down on Pollinesso, and restore him to us.  Selin. 
What's that he said?— was it Pollinesso that he named?  [She looks up. Titius. 
The King will live, thanks to heaven for his deliverance.  Selin. 
They call him King too; Pollinesso's name Selindra creeps to look on the hurt man, as they dress him. gives me Strength;— but that face is none of mine, and yet that name makes that face Lovely to me;— How I fool myself with vain hopes of what cannot be.  [She lies down sadly. Tene. 
How is it Sir, your looks are lively, and your wound though it did at first seem desperate, is not very dangerous.  Polli. 
My tongue moves heavily and painfully, loss of blood makes me faint too;— how shall I travel with these wounds?— my stay here will be very dangerous, and my Journey to Belgrade, too long for one so weak as I am.  Tene. 
The same gods that have preserved you to this day, will not let you fall thus.  [He faints and slumbers. Selin. 
They talk of Belgrade too; who can this be?— give me way that I may gaze on this wonder.  She rises, crowds in amongst them, and stairs on Pollider. Tene. 
Away wild Woman, thou Author of this mischief.  Selin. 
He looks up again, those eyes are mine, I know 'em now.  [She offers to Embrace him. Tene. 
Throw her off, tear her away, she disturbs him, sure she is mad.  [They pull her from him. Selin. 
'tis you are mad, 'tis you that love him not; why do you hail me thus? whither will you drag me? did you not call him Pollinesso?  Titi. 
Yes.  Selid 
King Pollinesso.  Titi 
I think we did.  Selin. 
That name is mine, those wounds are mine then.  She offers to go to him, but they hold her off. Titi. 
I wish they were.  Selin. 
And so do I with all my heart, pray let me go to him, I can heal him with my tears;— I'll suck his wounds well, for I have heard wounds have been cured so.  Tene. 
How comes his name in her mouth?  Teck 
'twas not well done of us to name him as we did, best to stangle her, lest she discover us.  Titi. 
Shall I shoot her in the head? though the Act be horrid, 'tis better she perish, than all we.  Teck. 
Let us first hear what she will say to him, we shall have time enough to kill her after.  Selin. 
I pray who are all you?  Titi. 
'tis very fit indeed that we should tell you.  Tene. 
We are the hurt man's servants Lady, pray who are you? by whom we have received such damage.  Selin. 
If my eyes deceive me not, I may be happy; but am yet the most miserable, accursed Woman living.  Titi 
I think so too:—  Polli. 
What Woman is that weeps so?  Tene. 
'tis she you rescued Sir.  Polli. 
Did I rescue her?— loss of blood makes my eyes dazzle, and my fancy work even to a lightness; that face brings to my memory something that I have known:— why does she weep? and why do you hold her so rudely Tenedor?  Pollidor and Selindra both look earnestly at each other. Selin. 
In charity to me Sir, though they know it not, for had they sooner let me know that Pollinesso lived, my sudden joy had slain me.  Polli. 
What is this she says?  Titi 
She is a Witch Sir I think.  Selin. 
Does not my Brother know me yet? has my sorrows wrought such a change, that Pollinesso should not know me?  Polli. 
Oh! my Astella, pardon my dull sight;— for I am very weak.  [He faints. Selin. 
Would I had died, rather than be rescued at this rate, so joyful, and so sad a day I have not seen before.  Teck. 
He does but slumber Madam, and 'tis good he should do so.  Selin. 
But slumber say you, it looks so like death, that I would die to see it.  Tene. 
Madam, the Joy will outlive the sorrow of this day, the Prince's hurt is without danger;— can your goodness pardon the rudeness which myself, and these Lords in our distraction, used you with?  Selin. 
Alas my Lord, I was not sensible of what you did, my mind was so o're-loaden with my griefs, and so intent on Pollinesso, that I heard you not; Now while my Brother takes this rest, pray make me know how he escaped, when my Father and Barzanes fell, and why he has been thus long concealed.  Tene. 
Madam, in that sad day, Pollinesso in vain attempting to save his Father, was with myself, and these you see here, cast on a sandy bank, from whence by good swimming we got to shore, and have been since disguised for fear of Lascares, in several Princes Courts soliciting for aid, to force the Grecians to quit their stolen possession of Hungary; when in the midst of Pollinesso's preparation, he hears that Phillocles had resigned the Crown to be preserved for you; This made us lay aside all further preparation for War, and thus disguised to pass this way to Belgrade: It seems by destiny directed to your rescue.  Selin. 
I shall find some fitter time for my own story, 'twere good that we removed my Brother— he walks— how are you Sir, has this repose refreshed you?  Polli. 
I am something better than I was Astella, and shall soon be well, now I may look on thee.  Sel. 
And I most happy! my brother you must give us leave to remove you to some place of rest, and safety, and you must be still concealed; which these new wounds, with your Periwig will be disguise enough.  Pol. 
I shall be directed by you.  Sel. 
You must also a little counterfeit your voice, lest you be remembered by it; for should Lascares know who were in his power, all his hopes of Hungary would vanish until he saw you dead; I am called Selindra here.  Pol. 
Who were those Robbers? and how came you amongst them?  Selin. 
'Twas Cleonell, who did beguile me, after he had sworn to carry me to Belgrade, was conveying me to his own Castle.  Pol. 
Was not Cleonell Cecropiu's son? and will not his death, be our ruin if we stay here?  Sel. 
My interest in the Princess Ordella, will secure you, and his guilt was such a crime, as can expect no justice from the law to touch you; besides the rescue you brought the Prince, will merit a reward,— but where is Phillocles? where is the Prince! we are all lost indeed, if he be fallen; I have been so much distracted, that I missed him not till now!  Tecknor, 
What Prince mean you Madam?  Sel. 
Prince Phillocles! 'twas he my brother rescued; run, look, search about the Wood, for heaven sake search;— unfortunate Astella, and unworthy, that could thus long forget him; now Pollinesso lives, I have no hate to Phillocles; methinks his virtues now look gloriously upon him— but how shall I look on Ordella? if her beloved brother have lost his life, to save my honour!  Pol 
Was it Phillocles that I found fight with Cleonell and his two men?  Selin. 
'Twas he.  Pol. 
'Tis strange I knew him not, but I now remember as I came in, he did pursue the man that fled into the wood,— (let some look that way,) Selindra I must glory in my wounds, that have saved thee from false Cleonell, and relieved Phillocles, who my soul thirsts to see, next thyself most dear to me.  Sel. 
And mine trembles at his absence.  Enter Phillocles bloody, and weary, leaning on his sword; he calls beforé he is seen to Enter. Phil. 
Selindra, Selindra, is Selindra safe?— has she any mercy yet for Phillocles?  Selin. 
She is safe and happy too, now she sees you alive sir; my heart is so much disturbed by She goes kindly to him. my fears and joys, that I know not how to express my gratitude: good sir, let these strangers dress your Wounds, they have showed much skill on this hurt man.  Phil. 
My Wounds are but slight scratches when Selindra smiles; my joys are much more dangerous than my Wounds.  Selin. 
My life sir, and my honour you have saved, I must look on you with devotion! pray be pleased to own these our Redeemers, and give them some assurance of your Protection, they fear Cleonel's death may by Cecropiu's power with the Emperor, prove their destruction.  Phillo. 
I will be their security, Selindras Redeemers shall command my Life; of what Country are they?  Tene. 
Hungarians Sir, Men that since the late War have sought Fortunes in Foreign Lands, and now on private Affairs were returning home.  Selindra brings Phillocles to Pollidor. Phillo. 
Unto you Sir, I have a great Obligation, such as my whole Life shall express my Zeal to serve you, for by you Selindra lives.  Polli. 
Sir, I am rewarded much above my merit, and shall bless the occasion that gave me power to serve you.  Enter Antillacus and Antenor. Antilla. 
Sir, the Emperors much enraged at Cecropiu's hurt you gave him, and at your departure, stayed us till now;— Is this Cleonels, or your own blood Sir?  Phillo. 
'tis neither, Cleonel fell by that Noble hand, whose timely aid delivered Selindra from a Rape, and me from death; My Arm Antilla●… is grown weak of late, and thy good Sword so du●… it will do nothing in my hand.  Ante. 
But Sir, how comes it that you thus neglect your wounds?  Phillo. 
I have business of more weight to thi●… on, now Selindra smiles:— Antenor pray h●… you back unto Ordella, and desire her to be 〈◊〉 first relater of Cleonels' death; bid her tell my Father of his horrid Treachery, and let her magni●… these strangers sent by the gods to say the innocent, and to chastise the perjured Ravisher; ma●… haste Antenor, and tell Ordella that I am in Paradise.  Ante. 
She will be glad to hear that you are 〈◊〉 Sir.  Phillo. 
Well Antenor, why thou art well, and 〈◊〉 is he, and he, we are all well; But I am blessed 〈◊〉 all my heart can wish for; tell my Sister the gentle and the fair Selindra smiles, and let her thi●… the rest;— I am all Air, Antillacus pray th●… Exit Antenor. help me to rub my wounds, a little smart may 〈◊〉 me know that I am mortal.  Antil. 
If I mistake not Sir, you'll find sma●… enough in your Father's rage, when he hears 〈◊〉 Cleonels death.  Phil. 
Some anger will do well Antillacus, to all●… this joy within me.  Selin. 
I have some fears too, lest Cecropiu's malice may ruin us, you know his power Sir.  Phil. 
Let not my Divinest Mistress have so me●… a thought of my power to serve her, let not a sad look appear on this day, that you have deigned to smile on Phillocles: Madam, 'tis time that we were moving towards the Town with our wounded friend; how must I call him?  Selin. 
I think they call him Pollidor; Sir, though my confidence in you be equal to the value you are pleased to set on me, I cannot choose but fear Lascare's anger, when I think on Cleonel.  Phil. 
Believe me Selindra, I will rather die, then let them suffer.  He leads off Selindra, the rest take up Pollidor. Phil. 
Thus let us march in Triumph to the Town,  
Aloud proclaiming Pollidor's Renown;  
While the Arched Heaven does Echo its content,  
To see Selindra freed from Ravishment.  [Exeunt Omnes.  

THE FOURTH ACT.  Enter Lascares, Ordella, Cecropius, Antenor, and Servant's Cecro. 
SIr, I beg the due Execution of our Laws on Murderers.  Ordel. 
And I Sir, beg mercy for those that have saved my Brother's life.  Lascares. 
I may not hearken to thy suit Ordella, the Laws must be inviolable, to pardon such a Murder, would pull down Vengeance on my own head, on thine too, on all our Family.  [She weeps. Cecro. 
When you remember Cleonells' faith, and his many services, I hope Sir you will not deny me Justice.  Las. 
Cecropius you shall have Justice;— go you Antenor, and command the Provost of the City that he seize Selindra, and her fellow-Murtherers, let them be all close Prisoners in the black Tower; by to morrow this time, shall their bloods be shed, as they shed Cleonells.  Ordel. 
Did you say Selindra should be Prisoner Sir.  Las. 
I did.  Ordel. 
Good Sir, call back Antenor till you have heard me speak.  Las. 
I may not Ordella.  Ordel. 
Who can forbid you to be Merciful, and Just? you break the Laws of Hospitality in this; Selindra is a stranger, she is innocent, and cannot suffer justly; Cleonel was full of horrid guilt, and was cut off by a just hand;— the Travellers too have saved Phillocles his life; good Sir, let not Cecropius malice persuade you to do, what you will blush to think on after.  Las. 
They shall have Justice, and a Legal Trial.  Ordel. 
Oh Sir! where is your wont mercy? whither is that goodness fled? how have I lost your favour, that cannot with my Tears, nor Prayers prevail on your mistaken anger.  Enter Phillocles, Antillacus and Armanthus. Phil. 
Is it your Majesty's Command that Selindra should be a Prisoner?  Las. 
Must I ask your leave?  Phil. 
Though not my leave Sir, I cannot choose but wonder at such rigour!  Las. 
You have leave to wonder on.  Phil. 
Thus low Sir, I do humbly beg Selindra's He kneels. Enlargement; and an equal Trial for those that rescued us;—  Las. 
Selindra as chief accessary, must abide the Sentence of the Law, in this case of Cleonel:— Phillocles thy mean Love has drowned all my Favours, and eclipsed all thy former actions; from this time I shall study to forget thee, unless thou wilt forget Selindra, and Led the Army to relieve Astella.  Phil. 
I shall obey you Sir in this, and all things else, so you will be pleased to send Selindra safe to Cyprus, and set those innocent men free that saved my life.  Las. 
Degenerate fool, I shall cure this disease in thee; Cecropius send presently for the Judges, Command them by virtue of this my Signet, to put the Laws in present Execution, upon thy Sons Murderers; let the rigour of the Law pass on them all.  Phil. 
Ye Gods, to what purpose are men innocent? why is virtue praised, and taught us?— Good Sir, consider how you do murder these innocents' with a show of Law, and a pretence of Justice.  Las. 
How dare you talk thus?  Phil. 
You make me desperate Sir.  Las. 
Do not raise my temper higher, lest I cu●… thee off, as if thou were't no part of me;— they shall die.  Phil. 
Had the Gods so pleased, I wish myself the meanest of your Subjects, for I am now a slave unto your passions, and must inherit the cur●… that's due to all your guilts, such as I shake 〈◊〉 think on; 'Tis you Sir, that have murdered Cleonel, 'twas your poison that Selindra fled from by your confining me, you gave Cecropius first, and Cleonel next the power to become Ravishers; pray let the Law take notice of this;— It may free innocent persons.  Las. 
Who am I trow? Is this Gallant my Son, or my Sovereign?  Phil. 
Sir I do see fire, and fury in your eyes, and am prepared to meet it, 'tis better to die with those are Noble, then to live thus neglected; by my hand two of Cleonells' men fell, 'tis I am guilty of that sin of rescuing Selindra from a Rape: let your Justice and your Laws grow famous by my blood, 'twill please Cecropius well; by all our Gods I'll not outlive those innocents'.  Las. 
'tis fit to take thee at thy word.  Lascares Draws and Runs at Phillocles to kill him, Ordella steps between. Phil. 
It will become your own hand best.  Ordel. 
Have you another Son Sir, when you have slain my Brother?  [Phillocles is going out. Las. 
Antenor call in my Guard, and carry Phillocles to the New Castle; see that he be safe, and close there, as you will answer it with your life;— I shall not trust you in the Army now Sir.  Ordel. 
Pray Sir recall this severe command, my Brother has no danger in him, you saw he did not avoid death, when your hand offered it.  Las. 
Antenor, I will be obeyed;— by Heaven Here all Intercede. he dies that dares dispute my Will.  Phil. 
If I go to Prison Selindra dies, there is [Speaks aside. none can help her, and then I shall have time hereafter to lament her sad fate; Sir, I ask your [He Kneels. pardon for the harsh words I uttered, I did believe those truths might touch you, and move compassion towards those you threaten so much rigour too: but I now see your anger has decreed them dead, and that you have the same thought for me; my last suit is, that since we may not live, we may die together: I shall submit to any kind of Death Sir; But I have vowed to be no more confined.  Las. 
You of the Guard seize on him.  As the Guard comes toward him he draws. Phil. 
Against Imprisonment I shall endeavour what I can; command my death Sir, and I will welcome it.  Las. 
Kill him;— Kill the Traitor;— dares none stir to do it? Is my breath grown so weak? I'll try my own strength then.  Lascares snatches a Partisan from one of the Guard, and wounds Phillocles in the breast slightly, Phillocles holding down his Sword opens his arms and receives the wound; they search his wound set him in a Chair, while Lascares stands amazed at what he had done. Ordel. 
Oh, my Brother's slain! how cruel, and unnatural a deed is this?  Enter Cecropius. Cecro. 
The Surgeons say the Chief Prisoner will not Live till Morning; I beg Sir, that the Sentence may pass on the rest.  Lascares gives Cecropius no answer, only points to Phillocles, le's fall the Partisan till then in his hand, and exit with Cecropius. Antil. 
'Twas well the Emperor's age did not permit his force to act his will, the wound has not past the bone Madam, 'tis but a slight cut in the flesh.  Arman. 
'Tis time that you hasten to the Army, for while Cecropius holds his power, you can not be safe here.  Ordel. 
He advises well Brother, until my Father be dispossessed of this evil spirit that reigns in him, I wish you away too.  Phil. 
I think it must be so; the Soldiers I hope have not forgot their love to me;— My Dear Sister, pray will you o'ertake my Father lest in this fit he slay all our Friends; say that Selindra did fly willingly with Cleonel, and that she regards not my Love, say any thing to gain alittle time, until I may do something to relieve them.  Ordel. 
I shall do my best:—  Ordella at the door meets Lascares with Selindra in his hand, and Pollidor led in, he delivers Selindra to Ordella, and points to them to set Pollidor by Phillocles, then goes out with Cecropius and Servants. Ordel. 
What means my Father, by this dumb show.  Polli. 
Where are we now Tenedor?  Tene. 
Truly Sir, I know not, but I see Friends here.  Polli. 
Who are they?  Tene. 
Those that brought you in were the Emperor, and Cecropius; you know Prince Phillocles that whispers with Selindra, that other sure is the Princess Ordella.  Polli 
Is that the Princess Ordella?  Phil. 
Your presence Madam gives me strength, and your kind looks give life unto my drooping spirits.  Selin. 
How miserable am I Sir, that am the occasion of all these evils.  Phil. 
Your own sufferings are the only evils to be lamented, I could curse myself, that brings such troubles on you;— but Madam we forget to comfort this Gallant man, by whose sword we enjoy our lives:— Sir can you pardon me that undertook so much, and can so little serve you?  Polli. 
It was an injury Sir, to think I would receive my life, ransomed by your death.  Phillo. 
By my wound Pollidor, I have appeased my Father's Rage; by thy Wounds Selindra Lives, and through all these Clouds I see the Tempest ceasing;— cannot Selindra speak to him?  Selin. 
I have a heart as full of Gratitude as yours Sir, but not yet any means to show it; I shall make it my business to serve him.  Phillo. 
Has my Dear Sister no compliment for Pollidor? by whose valour she enjoys Selindra and me.  Ordel. 
Yes Phillocles, I am studying how to express it, for you two have left nothing for me to say: Sir I can only thank you o'er again for my Brothers, and my Friend's preservation, by which you have obliged me, and the whole Empire, and do deserve some public Honour, and High Recompense.  Pol. 
What honour, or what recompense can outweigh this you now heap on me? Madam, if what I have done, be a service that you will own, I have no wish beyond it; I shall ever on this day keep a solemn Feast unto the Gods, that did direct my course that way, and gave me power to become as happy here, as in Elysium  Phil. 
Let those Lodgings next to mine be made ready for Pollidor, I will not trust him farther from me;— Antillacus, go you with as little noise as may be to the Army, and let the Soldiers know that I will suddenly be with them;— some take up Pollidor.  [Exeunt Omnes. Enter Lascares and Cecropius. Cecro. 
'Twas not revenge, for Cleonel made me press your Majesty to do Justice on his Murderers, but to cut off Selindra, by which Phillocles might have no hindrance to gain Astella;—— But Sir, since you have freed the Prisoner, and are content the Prince shall marry Selindra, I have done; if you Sir, can lay by all thoughts of Astella; and that Crown, I shall soon forget a private loss.  Las. 
I must laugh Cecropius to see how thou art abused by my feigned show of kindness, which I only did to heal the wound I gave; had I another Son, by whom I might gain Hungary, Phillocles had found my Force answerable to my Anger; but 〈◊〉 confess I did relent upon a sudden thought, which made me strike so feebly at him, for now to lose Phillocle, were to throw Hungary away, and to destroy Selindra, were by another kind of stroke to destroy Phillocles.  Cecro. 
What other way have you Sir, that I cannot yet fancy.  'Las 
A sure one Cecropius, a way that cannot fail, I will give loose reins to my Son's Love, let him run on, and Joy in his Beloved Selindra, whose sweets once had, and his young Appetite allayed (as most violent passions soon are) than 'twill be best to take away Selindra by a poison; than it may be done without suspicion, while I urge on the Marriage, join in all the Nuptial Jollities, and put on such pleasing looks, as shall make thee doubt my purpose, though thou knowest my heart.  Cecro 
I see not yet how this can get Astella, or that Crown.  Las. 
Thou art grown so dull of late, that thou seest nothing; while this joy lasts, Astella may be found, and then Selindra dying, what can hinder Phillocles from getting Astella?  Cecro. 
I do submit Sir, and must applaud your purpose, 'tis a design I do confess much above my reach, and the first mischief I have come short in.  [Exeunt Ambo. Pollidor seen as in his Chamber, Enter to him Phillocles and Ordella and Selindra, the servants go off. Phil. 
You look cheerfully to day Pollidor, we may hope to see you abroad shortly.  Polli. 
I believe I might venture now Sir, though my Surgeons be not of my mind; but Sir, how do you find the good old Emperor disposed?  Phil. 
I like not my Father's smiles Pollidor, his sudden starts into such extremes, makes me apprehend more danger in his kindness, than his rage; so that to prevent all further evils, I have a purpose to repair unto the Army; and 'tis Ordella's wish as well as mine, that Selindra would trust herself with me there.  Polli. 
That may secure you both, but will not Selindra's Honour suffer?  Ordel. 
Now that Selindra's interest, and his are become one, I see no reason she should fear to go, nor indeed any scruple why their Marriage may not be privately, and presently dispatched, for while the business lingers thus, they give hopes to such Endeavours as would divert it, and do run daily hazards, by staying here.  Phillo. 
Ordella argues what my soul wishes, but Selindra's looks, do not consent to make me so soon happy.  Selin. 
Sir, my looks do belie my heart, if they show aught that would delay a happiness to you, for I have none beyond yours:— But Sir, above all other reasons, Pollidor (not being yet able to attend you) if he be left behind, will hardly escape Cecropius' fury?  Phil. 
Most true Selindra, he will be in danger, I shall therefore attend his recovery; without him I will not move; nor will I put a thought in act without thy Council.  Ordel. 
You have both said well, but in my Judgement this is no fit time for such Compliments, when your lives are daily sought.  Poll. 
If you be resolved to attend my recovery, I shall propose a sudden fancy of mine, to that purpose, which may secure us.  Phill. 
Speak it Pollidor.  Pollidor. 
Suppose Selindra do ask the Princess leave to return to Cyprus, and give out that she only expects her Father's coming to convey her thither.— Sir, you may court Selindra publicly while she stays, and she seem to neglect your love, and put on a show of kindness unto me, as in gratitude for my hazards in her redemption, I will also counterfeit affection to Selindra, and give out that I am of better quality than I seem: This Sir, if well managed, will be ground enough to deceive their best Spies, and for some time secure us all.  Phillocles. 
I approve your thought Pollidor, and if Selindra can undertake her part, doubt not me, I'll put on such a seeming jealousy, as shall puzzle the old Fox Cecropius himself.  Selindra 
I shall easily observe my directions, and soon learn to be civil to a man I owe so much to!  Phillocles. 
Come Ordella, while they practise love, we will reconcile us to the Emperor, and try to bring him on a present visit to Pollidor, before this fit of his good nature leave him.  Ordella. 
Selindra we must find you sitting in a more familiar way with Pollidor then ordinary conversation does allow.  [Exeunt Phillocles and Ordella. Selindra. 
I shall obey you Madam:— Now they are gone, we may enjoy ourselves, this happy design of yours, will afford us many hours of freedom.  Pollidor. 
My soul is joyed to look on thee Astella!  Selindra. 
And my happiness too great to be expressed by words! that you live, makes this Earth a Paradise to me; my heart can scarce make room for Phillocles, it is so full of Pollinesso!  Pollidor. 
I am all thine Astella▪  [She embraces him. Enter to them Tenedor, Tecknor, and others. Tenedor 
It is time Sir, that you retired to rest▪ you spend your spirits by so much discourse, which does retard your cure.  Tecknor▪ 
You should neglect no means Sir, for your recovery, lest by a long stay here, some accident unlooked for, may make you known.  Tenedor. 
I wonder Phillocles does not call to mind that he has seen you.  Pollidor. 
He believes me dead, as all others do; but I shall observe the best Rules for my recovery however:— Now Astella we have time to hear how you were conveyed from Belgrade, pray make me know how you came hither!  Selindra. 
That same night that you departed to the Army, and our first Ambassadors went towards Greece, to implore Lascares' aid against the Germans, I was by my Fathers own hand delivered unto Periander, whom I was to call Father; and by him was brought to Cyprus, where the Plague then raging, he transports me with his family to this Town.  Pollidor. 
How came you into the Court then?  Selindra. 
On the first Feast-day, I went with Periander to the Temple, that I might see the Emperor, and the Princess Ordella, where the Princess casting her eyes on me, found mine so fixed on her, that I could not remove them, but blushed, and still looked on her: by what power led I know not, but she took a fancy to have me live with her, which Periander durst show no dislike to: thus was I to my great joy called to Court, where I became a Companion to the Princess: within a short time Cleonel had affection for me, which did not free me from old Cecropius dotage: of which, with Prince Phillocles his worthy love, you shall know hereafter, for I have now held you too long from your repose.  Pollidor. 
Dearest Astella thy words are balsam to my wounds;  [Exeunt Lords. Pollidor and Selindra embrace. Enter Lascares, Phillocles, Ordella, Cecropius, and train, and see them embracing. Phillocles. 
Your Majesty will not think this honour too much for Pollidor, when you shall know he is of better quality than he seems;— ha! what do I see?  They embrace and rise disturbed. Lascares. 
That which should teach thee to have nobler thoughts Phillocles.  Phillocles. 
How they are disturbed!  Ordel. 
They do it rarely well.  [asid●…▪ Lascares. 
Sir, I am now come to excuse the imprisonment you had, and to give you thanks for my son's life; I shall rather endeavour to recompense your merit, then trouble you with words.  Poll. 
Great Sir, this honour, with the many other favours I received, do shame me to think that you allow me a merit I cannot own; but if the Gods do give me life, my only business shall be to seek occasions to serve you and yours.  Lascar. 
I shall contribute what I can to your health, and will please myself with the expectation of great things from you.  While they talk, Lascares observes Phillocles courting Selindra, and she neglecting him; Lascares observes Pollidor to be troubled at their Courtship, and is pleased at it. Poll. 
Sir, you oblige me beyond words to utt●… my sense of your favours.  Lascar. 
My purpose is to give you a kind welcome, and a respect suitable to He goes to Selindra. your worth, and quality:— fair Maid, I know not well how to frame my discourse to you, whom I have so ill treated: but I shall no more disturb your joys, I do now make it my suit, that you will defer your return to Cyprus, I shall lay my Commands on Ordella, to deny you her consent to go.  Selind. 
Sir, the favours and honours I have received here, are far beyond the ills you mention; and my happiness such in the Princess Ordella's love, that I lament the thoughts of my departure; but when I consider the mischiefs past, and foresee worse like to follow, 'twere madness not to fly them; when my father is returned, I shall renew my suit to have the Princess leave to leave this place, and until then make it my care to tend this hurt man, my redeemer! to whom I owe my life and honour!  Lascar. 
Selindra if I can add any thing unto thy happiness, I shall do it gladly, for thou art something more than I have ever found in woman.  [Exeunt Lascares and Cecropius. Philloc. 
What thanks do we owe Pollidor for this disguise! it takes Ordella beyond our hopes; did you observe how my father eyed us, while he talked to Pollidor?  Ordella. 
Yes, and do believe Cecropius and he are gone to compare their notes, for that Fox was very vigilant.  Phill. 
Selindra let us enjoy this blessed minute.  Phillocles leads Selindra to the Couch, and Ordella sits by Pollidor. Ord. 
Sir, While the two Lovers whisper, pray oblige me with the knowledge of the occasion of your coming into these parts, by which we have received so great an obligation; and if you please to pass this time with the relation of your own story, unless with yourself you would conceal it.  Poll. 
Madam, My story is not worthy your ears, nor myself this honour:— yet I have a story,— such as will make me blush to utter, though no crime do belong to it:— nor am I what I seem, and yet not fit to appear other,— but, Madam, your commands are too high honours to be neglected, my own resolutions shall give way, and my nearest Concerns submit to your will.  Ord. 
I perceive you are disturbed at my curiosity, to know what I believe you would conceal; it may be you have vowed not to discover; truly Sir, for want of what to say, I only said it.  Poll. 
Madam, I was surprised by your approach, which made my tongue appear less ready than my heart to obey you; your commands, Madam, are sufficient to dissolve any vows of mine, and since you will vouchsafe to hear, I shall relate.  Phillocles and Selindra come to them. Phill. 
How are you Sir, Methinks your eyes do show some anguish in your wounds, do we not trouble you?  Here Phillocles and Selindra interrupt Pollidor, which puts him into some passion, for he now began to love Ordella. Ord. 
We have done ill to stay thus long, Selindra 'tis your fault, you should have directed better.  Poll. 
No, Madam, my hour to rest is not so precisely to be kept, nor have I any pains upon me, as the Prince thinks; my wounds heal the faster for your company.  Ord. 
You are civil Sir.  Poll. 
Madam, the Prince's kindness, and his care is not at this time necessary:— pray Sir, if your occasions call you not, do not take yourself away thus hastily.  Phill. 
Pollidor we know your civility is great, our discretion must not be the less, I see you are disturbed, and know your pains are great upon you; make no reply, we'll visit you again suddenly; come Ordella, let us leave Selindra to her charge; good rest unto my friend, all joys unto my Mistress.  Exeunt Phillocles and Ordella. Poll. 
Beshrew your kindness at this time— how like Tantalus was I?  Selind. 
What mean you by this passion brother? shall I call the Surgeons?  Poll. 
No Selindra, they have no skill in my disease.  Selind. 
You talk, and look, as if you wanted sleep, pray retire to rest.  Poll. 
Rest Selindra! where can I find rest? Phillocles has taken all rest from me! did you not observe how the Princess sat down by me? and how she threw her favours on me! when in the height of all my joy, your approach destroyed me.  Selind. 
If this be all, I must smile to hear you sigh brother.  Poll. 
All Selindra! dost thou mock me? are thy own flames so weak? thou smilest at mine!  Selind. 
I cannot choose but smile when I rejoice to see my wishes fall so fast upon me: you love the Princess, and she will love you, she must, she shall, nay, I doubt she does already! and have some fear the work will be too easy, if I undertake it.  Poll. 
Now thou mockest me more than thou didst before! prithee Selindra be serious, and do not play with what torments me.  Selind. 
What can be more serious? then to make a marriage between so great a Princess, and the King of Hungary? pray where can she make a better choice? or who can better plead your suit than I? Look to your wounds brother, leave this affair to me.  [Exit. Poll. 
My best wishes do attend thee, she ha●… raised in me such doubtful hopes, that they begin to vanish with her, and such fears to lose what●… never had, do throng so fast upon me, that on th●… sudden I am o'erwhelmed,  
With doubts, with joys, with fears, so strangely mixed▪  
My heart is Hell, until my hopes be fixed.   

THE FIFTH ACT.  Enter Selindra, pensive Cecropius meets her. Cecro. 
GOod day unto the bright Selindra! Selind. May your Lordship find many such.  [She is going out. Cecro. 
Why do you fly me, Madam? I come in diligence to make known to you, what concerns you more than any other business can, towards which you make such haste from me.  Selind. 
I fled not from your Lordship, nor did I perceive that you had aught to say to me; what is your pleasure now?  Cecro. 
My business is to preserve you from a certain ruin, and to set you above the reach of mischief, as high in honour, as you are in beauty, and in virtue.  Selind. 
I were much unworthy such a favour, and not Mistress of any virtue, if I should not return a befiting gratitude;  Cecro. 
Know then Selindra, you are designed unto your grave; your wedding robe will prove your winding sheet, if I prevent it not; the Emperor puts on this show of kindness, only to destroy you with less noise; he does consent that Phillocles by a present marriage, should satisfy his appetite; after which you shall be poisoned, that the Prince may have no object between him and Astella: This by all our Grecian Gods is true, and this I have consented to.  Selind. 
Can there be such a wickedness amongst men!  Cecro. 
Can you doubt it, that have seen so much? or can you think Lascares will consider such a life as yours, when it does interpose between the Crown of Hungary and him?  Selind. 
If this be so, how can I avoid it? shall I think you will betray the Emperor's trust, to oblige me!  Cecro. 
Madam, if you would please to look on your faithful servant with equal eyes, and on your dangers with judicious thoughts, you'll see that Phillocles his love brings death;— and Pollidor methinks should not have gained an interest where Phillocles pretends.  Selind. 
My Lord, I must confess what you have said, is worthy my most serious thoughts,— but my Lord, 'tis not fit that I treat farther in this affair, until my Father doth return; if you please to move him in it, my obedience shall follow h●… will.  Cecro. 
Of his consent I make no doubt, my best Mistress.  She suffers him 〈◊〉 kiss her hand. Selind. 
But how can you secure yourself, and me from Phillocles? will not his rage raise a revenge as ruinous, as this you would have me fly from?  Cecro. 
Good Madam, let not so mean a thought remain with you; I have Lascares Sceptre in my hand, and all the Frontier Towns in my Command; the Soldiers too, since Phillocles forsook them, are become mine; if my fair Mistress would by one kind look confirm my joys, it would encourage me to let her see at what a rate I value her.  Selind. 
Truly my Lord, I blush to think that I have smiled so much, upon so short acquaintance, Pray Heaven you have not a design to destroy me this way!  Cecro. 
Can you think I will destroy my souls only joy? to remove all such fears, I will now put my life into your hands.  Selind 
How my Lord! your life?  Cecro. 
You have heard, Madam, how the Hungarian Army marches towards Greece, it does so: drawn in by me, to my aid they came, to assist me to get Selindra, and to set Lascares Crown upon her head, if she will deserve it:— we are interrupted now,— think on me, and thou shalt wear this Imperial Crown, Selindra.  [Exit Cecropius Enter Phillocles and Ordella Phill. 
What has caused thy clouded brow Selindra? has that viper vexed thee?  Selind. 
He has frighted me, and will anger us all, if he be not prevented, such horrid mischiefs he has in love to me revealed, as I shake to think on.  Ord. 
To what tune run they?  Selind. 
To several tunes, some to Love, some to private bloodshed, others to public War, and in sum to ruin all that's good;— The Emperor will permit our marriage Sir, and after poison me, that you may have leisure to gain Astella; but above all, Cecropius treachery must be looked to; He has called in the Hungarian Army to make me his by force: he talked of a Crown too, that I should wear, if I would comply with him, and at that word you interrupted us: good Sir, make it a little more your business to prevent these Devils, and their designs.  Phill. 
There is danger in this worthy our best care, Selindra, I see our stay here will still occasion new designs on us.  Ord. 
And you too late, I fear, will find my counsel good, why may not I have credit to protect Pollidor in your absence?  Phill. 
I think you may, but yet 'tis not fit to hazard such a friend to the fury of that Monster Cecropius; besides Selindra is now engaged in honour to stay for him.  Selind. 
Truly Sir, I think I am in honour bound not rashly to throw away a man that has preserved us both;— but Sir, when you shall consider that his wounds do now permit him to walk abroad, a few days more will get him strength to ride with us: during which time I can secure all, by dissembling a little kindness to Cecropius, by which I shall also discover his treaty with the Hungarians  Ord. 
Pollidor is much obliged to you Selindra, I like well this noble humour in you.  Phill. 
It does become her, my dear sister, it shall be my care to look after Cecropius now, and if necessity require, I will remove him speedily; I must leave you for some hours, Ordella to attend my Father; Farewell, my bright Mistress, pray, let your care continue unto Pollidor, and let▪ not fall your kindness to Cecropius, he may confess to you what no tortures can draw from him.  [Exit Phillocles. Selind. 
It does concern me Sir.  Ord. 
It does indeed, Selindra, thy gratitude to Pollidor looks handsomely; methinks as he recovers health, he grows comely, he shows to me as if he were above the ordinary rank of men, I dare say he has a Noble soul.  Selind. 
Madam, you judge right, did you converse as I do daily with him, you should wonder at such worth; methinks I see greatness in his looks, and do observe that he holds in that lustre, with more advantage, than others show it forth.  Ord. 
He is sure some great Prince disguised, Selindra! and a happy man he is, that has found one that can discover his concealed perfections so fully.  Enter Tenedor to Selindra. Tened. 
Madam, my Master is now awake, and begs the favour of a visit.  [Exit Tenedor. Selind. 
I shall follow your Lordship when I have brought the Princess to her Chamber.  Ord 
Is he a Lord too, Selindra?  Selind. 
Did I call him Lord, Madam?  Ord. 
Ask when you see him next, go Selindra; this Ceremony to me is needless, I shall find the way alone; 'tis fitter that you attend your charge, Pollidors' wounds will not heal out of thy sight, Selindra;— I cannot choose but wonder what kind of entertainment you can find for so many hours, with so great a stranger as Pollidor!  Selind. 
Sure she is jealous, and I speaks aside. have been too free in praising him;— Pollidor and I do spend more hours discoursing of Ordella's beauties, then of all other matters; he admires your perfections, Madam; his other wounds are slight, compared with those he received from your eyes: for—  Ord. 
Hold, Selindra, I delight not in such saucy thoughts from Pollidor, nor does it become you to hear, much less to relate them unto me: I do fear, Selindra, you hope by this invention to dazzle my eyes, that I may not discover your own affection to this Pollidor; take heed you fall not from that virtue you are valued for, if you do deceive my trust, or Phillocles his love, you will be neither worthy his anger, nor my pity.  Selin. 
Let me fall under the weight of both your angers, when I deserve ill from either of you, your jealousy afflicts me Madam.  [She weeps. Ordel. 
I hear my Brother coming, retire that he may not see thy tears, and meet me in the Garden after supper, than I will hear more of this, and till then suspend my Judgement of thee.  [Exit Selindra. Enter Phillocles. Phil. 
Why went Selindra weeping out? and what troubles you my Dear Sister?  Ordel. 
I am not troubled now Sir: pray how did you find my Father? in what temper is he?  Phil. 
Well Ordella, all is safe yet; but I cannot be satisfied until you tell me why Selindra weep●…;— your silence will beget doubts more troublesome, than the knowledge can be.  Ordel. 
'Twas nothing but an Argument that fell between us.  Phil. 
That Argument Ordella, if thou lov'st my peace, that Argument.  Ordel. 
I may wrong Selindra by it, and trouble you without a cause, when I am certainly informed you shall be so, till then pray do not urge me farther.  Phil. 
I am so weak a man in thy Esteem, thou darest not trust me with myself; Ordella, thy discourse will disturb me much, unless thou lettest me know the whole matter.  Ordel. 
My unwillingness to tell you, is now become the only cause I fear to do it, for I was questioning Selindra only about her frequent visits to Pollidor, which it seems I put into such Language, as made her weep; this on my credit is the truth, are you now satisfied?  Phil. 
I am satisfied that we have the same thoughts, your judgement on this matter, confirms my observations, which till now took no hold on me;— If she prove false, thus I can blow her off;— But Pollidor, shall pay dear for his Treachery.  Enter to them Pollidor, very weak in Rich clothes; a staff in his hand. Polli. 
Madam, 'tis fit that I visit you before the Temple, and pay my first vows at your shrine, offering up a Life devoted to your service.  Ordel. 
You owe your health Sir, next to the Gods, unto Selindra's care, such a Gratitude I have not seen before, nor such a zeal as hers to serve you.  Polli. 
My Obligations to Selindra, I must rank after the Honours I have received from you [He turns to Phillocles Madam:— Pray Sir, how does the Emperor, and Cecropius, take this feigned love between Selindra and me? how does it work with them?  Phil. 
Since Selindra dwelled with you, the whole Court believes it is a mutual Love; only my Sister and myself, have other thoughts.  Polli. 
(Those last words came coldly out, I must remove this jealousy;) I am glad Sir that you are secured by it, and I am joyed to have a hand in any thing, that shall conduce to serve you, I do profess my Medicines have not so much wrought my cure, as the joy I have to see such unparallelled Virtues, and Affections meet, as is yours, and the good Selindra's; day by day she tires her tongue in praising Phillocles, and still grows fresh by talking of you Sir; I cannot wish you greater happiness on Earth, than you will have with her, may it last while you last, and my Eternal Curses light on those that wish it less.  Phil. 
I thank you Sir, and will hope to prosper, as you pray for me, and next to Selindra, and my Sister, place you by my heart.  Polli. 
You Honour me too much, and will make me proud, I must take my leave Sir, my strength is not yet enough confirmed to stay long abroad.  [Exit Pollidor. Phil. 
The Gods go with thee, thou Man of Honour.  Ordel. 
What think you Brother of this Compliment?  Phil. 
I think him really what he seems.  Ordel. 
I wish I could do so too, but when I call to mind that Selindra unto me did talk just thus of Pollidor, as he now discoursed to you of her, methinks it looks like a design.  Phil. 
Does Pollidor presume to pretend to you?  Ordel. 
So Selindra would have me think, which indeed was the main cause of my anger, and her tears.  Phil. 
I am not willing to be jealous, nor yet so fond, as not to be sensible, when there is just cause; Ordella let us smooth our brows, and observe them farther, such a guilt cannot be long hid, and until we be confirmed by some better proof, 'tis unworthy in us to suspect them on our surmises only, since what they do, is by our direction.  Ordel. 
'Tis not my nature to judge ill of any, and I hope Selindra will deserve better; I am converted, and now we are thus secure, why may not you go to the Army, and leave Selindra with me▪ Pollidor in your absence, may Court her in Public, which will confirm my Father in his mistake, when he sees me dislike it.  Phil. 
I like it well Ordella: what will you do this Evening?  Ordel. 
I have some business for a while; Selindra after supper will meet me in the Garden, pray come to us there.  Phil. 
Bid your Boy attend us with his Lute then, it may so happen that I must take leave this night, for I hear that the Hungarian Army comes on apace.  Enter Ant nor to them. Ante. 
The Emperor sends you word Sir, that Cecropius has delivered all the Frontier Towns unto the Hungarians, and himself advances in the head of that Army towards us.  Phil. 
Dispatch a Post unto Antillacus, bid him advance towards the Traitor, I will this night set forth, and by daybreak shall reach him.  Ante. 
Sir, Antillacus retreats before the Enemy, his men fewer in Number, are so disheartened by Cecropius' revolt, they dare not look on the Hungarians.  Phil. 
Let the Page call Pollidor to my Sister's Chamber presently, we will take leave there, and depart immediately; Come Ordella, this is somewhat quicker work than I expected; bid my servants make what hast they can to meet me here at my return.  [Exit Omnes. Enter Periander with a Lady, as in Ordella's Chamber. Lady. 
My Lord, since you went hence, the Court has been in daily Tumults about Phillocles his Love unto your Daughter.  Perian. 
Is Selindra so much in favour with the Gods, as to be looked on by Prince Phillocles?  Lady. 
The Prince seeks no other Heaven but her, and as the World thinks she neglects him, and Loves one Pollidor.  Perian. 
Madam, I cannot raise my Faith to what you say, nor can I joy in such a blessing, until I know the Emperor does approve it; pray Madam, where may I find Selindra?  Lady. 
She is now with the Princess in the Garden, I shall let her know your Lordship is returned.  Perian. 
You oblige me Madam;— though [Exit Lady. I have been long absent, I have not been idle, nor could I well have made more haste hither, confidering how many great Affairs I have dispatched, since I went hence.  Enter Selindra to him. Selin. 
Oh Sir! You are welcome, I have with some trouble, and some fear expected your Return.  Peri. 
Madam, I stayed the longer by reason of those Tumults I found at Belgrade, a false Astella was set up by Euticus and his faction, but so soon as I made known that you Lived, both sides laid down their Arguments though not their Arms, which I advised as the best means to bring you home in safety.  Selin. 
But why does our Army enter Greece?  Perian. 
That's the riddle Madam, the old Fox Cecropius gave notice to the Hungarians, that Lascares purposed in his own person to invade them, since Phillocles had refused it, and would by a conquest join that Crown to his Empire; he insinuates also, that if the Hungarians would assist him in his design, he would make Lascares unable to harm them, by delivering up all the Frontier Towns into their hands.  Selin. 
And what is his design?  Perian. 
Only by their power to force Lascares to deliver you, and one Pollidor up to him: This I persuaded Orsanes, and the rest to hearken too, and my long stay was to see the Towns delivered to Orsanes, which is done, and Cecropius foolled by his vain hopes, Marches in the head of your Army, which comes on apace, only to receive your Commands Madam.  Selin. 
The Gods reward you, for I never can;— but here is News Seriander beyond what you tell; Pollinesso Lives, Lives here under the name of Pollidor; [Enter Pollidor. and see where he comes;— Oh! my Brother we are happy above our wish; this is Periander, who has so much obliged me.  Pol. 
I hope I shall live to thank you Sir.  Peri. 
Sir, I am rewarded in the good I have done, if my services do prove such in your Esteem.  Selin. 
My Brother, you must dispatch Periander back unto the Army to give Orsanes and the rest notice that you live;— Cecropius has rendered the Towns, and comes on demanding to have me delivered to his lust.  Pol. 
We shall order him at leisure, our care to inform Orsanes must indeed be speedy;— Periander, though I cannot command, I may entreat you that know our Affairs to return unto Orsanes, and give him notice that I intent this night to set forth with Phillocles, and will come over to him, with my first opportunity; bid him march fairly through the Country, and take heed that Antillacus engage him not to fight till I Arrive; if you ride hard, you may be back with us, before we part from hence, for I hear Cecropius is not far off.  Peri. 
By my speed Sir, judge my Zeal to serve you.  Pol. 
As you pass by my Lodgings, pray send all my servants to attend me in the next Room, from hence we shall take Horse this Evening;— Now [Exit Periander. Astella, methinks the Gods do smile on Hungary▪ and on us; if Ordella would be gracious Pollinesso were most happy; How does my love prosper, Astella?  Selin. 
I can make no certain Judgement on it yet.  Poll. 
Canst thou not procure me one smile before we part?  Selin. 
'T will not be possible, if you depart this night; I could wish we had more time, because I now propose some pleasure in my wooing for you; methinks the storms that I have raised, look merrily now the calm is certain, and so nigh, I have so light a heart, that I could play with dangers, if any were within my reach.  [They sit. To them Enters Phillocles, and Ordella, who stand unseen behind them, sitting on the Couch. Pol. 
Let me Embrace and Kiss thee, my Dear, Dear Selindra; thou art so great a Joy unto my soul, that I lament to part one minute from thee; when we meet next, we shall Embrace more freely.  [Embrace. Selin. 
That you must go from me, grieves me;— must you needs go with Phillocles? may you not stay one day longer with me?  [She weeps. Pol. 
I dare not, do not weep thus, thy tears will prove ill Omens, and I become a superstitious fool, to fear I know not why.  Selin. 
How can I choose but lament to part with what is dearer to me then my life; pray do not go this night, bestow this night on me.  Polli. 
I swear thou makest me sad, prithee speak more cheerfully, and dry thy eyes, lest Phillocles perceive thy tears, and Ordella do discover us, and so unmask us both before we be prepared.  Selin. 
No matter for their jealousy, are not we above the reach of malice now?  Phillocles draws and offering to strike, is held by Ordella. Pol. 
Not yet Selindra, we may be ere long, till then, 'tis not good to provoke any, it is by your advice to, that we should be still disguised.  Selin. 
Yes, and 'tis my opinion still; but when Phillocles is gone who can discover us?  Phil. 
The Gods, who will not suffer such impiety to be longer hid? let me loose Ordella, and I will out these twisted Monsters into Atoms, that their united souls, may so expire together.  The Women part, and hold them. Polli. 
Why thus enraged Sir?  Phil. 
Canst thou ask false man? we have heard and seen, all that has passed between ye.  Pol. 
It may be so, and yet be mistaken in all you have heard and seen too;— Sir, if you will have alittle patience, your shall see your mistake, and be sorry for this injurious Language, when you know to whom you speak.  Phillocles offers to run at him, but is held by Ordella. Selin. 
Good Madam, persuade the Prince to hear us, and there will be no cause to fight.  Ordel. 
Thou worst of Women, how dares thy lips move towards me?  Selin. 
For Heaven's sake Madam hear us, you will too late repent this rashness else; we are both Innocent.  Ordel. 
Brother you may do well to hear them and revenge at leisure; pray lay by this anger for a while, and take it up again when you see cause they are in your power to punish as you please.  Phil. 
I thank thee Ordella, they are so;— am tame, and now you may say on.  Polli. 
Sir, if you have heard, and seen what pa●… between us, I do confess you have reason for yo●… anger, and our fondness doth deserve blame, b●… not death; 'tis true, that we have negligently showed, what we might better have concealed; necessity therefore now compels us to discover what we yet meant not to do, that our Innocency may no longer suffer.  [Exit Phillocles. Phil. 
Your Innocence.  Polli. 
Madam, the Prince his absence gives me opportunity to beg your pardon for Selindra and myself, who have too long hid our affections from you, and ourselves also; for she is my Sister, and will ere long appear worthy Phillocles his best thoughts, and I do hope myself, when I shall dare to be myself, may have leave to say, my life is vowed to serve you.  Ordel. 
Sir, you are mistaken, I am not to be deceived by this slight trick;— you would gain time to escape my Brother's vengeance.  Polli. 
No Madam, you will shortly see I am above it; and if—  Enter Phillocles with a Guard. Phillo. 
Seize on that Traitor.  Pollidor steps to the other door, and calls alone. Pol. 
Tenedor, Periander, Tecknor, They Enter, & both parties stand ranged on either side. Treason;— what means this madness Phillocles? a reasonable man should hear another speak; If I do not satisfy all your doubts, you shall find that I dare meet your fury, and can raise storms as high, as you can wish to see.  Phil. 
Pray unfold this mystery, I do attend you.  Pollidor leads Selindra to Phillocles who steps back from her;— Polli. 
Let this pledge speak for u●… both, for I can have no other interest, then to give her up into your Arms Sir, send your Guards off, and this riddle shall be as easy, and as pleasant, as it now looks hard;— Phillocles will blush when he shall know from whom he flies, and by whose hand offered to him.  Phil. 
I understand you not, nor do I care;— hark, what noise is this?  Enter the Emperor with his Train, and his Guard, sword's drawn, crying Arm, Arm, as they enter. Las. 
What's this? a War within his our own Walls; Phillocles is this a time for private brawls? when the Hungarians are at your Gates?  Phil. 
I am ready to depart Sir; and shall send them back much faster than they now come on. I beg your pardon Sir, for my neglect.  Enter Gillon. 'Las 
What News brings Gillon?  Gill. 
Antillacus sends you word Sir, that you must prepare to receive him with the Army under the Town Walls, his Soldiers have so many panic fears, he dares not lead them out to face the Enemy; he also wishes that Prince Phillocles would draw out the Court Regimens, to hearten his dejected men.  Las. 
I think 'twere better to receive them within the Walls, until their shame do outface their fears; Tell Antillacus my old Arms are on, and that I will myself, strike the Traitor in the face.  Phil. 
Hast back good Gillon, and tell Antillacus; If he can defend his Camp till I Arrive, I wish him not to move this way; my looks will send those ungrateful people some, if not, I have a flame within me, which will consume them all.— I beg your pardon Sir, for my neglect.  Las. 
Repair it by your speedy succour, I shall take present order for what the Town can afford us.  [Exit Lascares. Phil. 
Ordella I have a War within, that will consume me.  Ordel. 
I hope this great Affair will divert your thoughts, and remove your trouble.  Phil. 
For some few days it may;— farewel my Dear Sister;— and when I return, you shall hear from me Sir.  [To Pollidor. Pol. 
I shall not stay behind you Sir, my wound Phillocles is going out. is not so ill, as to keep me from waiting on you; when this hurry and your anger is over, I hope you will be at leisure to hear me out, and be pleased rather to find you can be mistaken, then me guilty.  Phil. 
I will by no means suffer it, 'twill be no charity, to permit you to hazard Selindra's interest by new dangers.  Pol. 
Sir, your scorns shall have no more power to stay me, than your anger has, I will along.  Phil. 
But you shall not; I do suspect you will betray me to your Countrymen, and dare not trust you with me.  Polli. 
All this will not do, I know you do not doubt me that way? and I do swear, unless you break the bonds of Hospitality (and do imprison me) I will along.  Phil. 
And I will rather do it, then have your company, if you desist not.  Pol. 
Phillocles will not so much blemish his great Name! imprison me that saved your life;— me, that am vowed to stand or fall with you;— Sir, I must chide you now, you do too long hold up a causeless anger, you know not why; too long neglect the great Affair that calls you hence;— I will stay no longer for you, but go do the work before you come.  [Pollidor is going off. Phil. 
Stay Pollidor, thou hast confounded all my reason, such a mixture of Nobleness, ne'er met with such a Treachery till now; though I do know thee false, and do resolve with my own hand to Kill thee; I will trust thee this way, and do now entreat thee to stay till to morrow that my Father comes.  Pol. 
I Obey.  Phil. 
Oh! my Dear Sister, once more farewell,  
I am now fallen from Paradise to Hell.  Ordel. 
The Gods go with you, and your action bless,  
While I retire, and pray for your success:  Exeunt all but Pollidor and Selindra. Pol. 
We will be gone Selindra, and face Phillocles in the head of our own Army;— what news Periander?  [Enter Periander▪ Peri. 
Sir, I am come to fetch you to your Army, I can convey you thither, before you are missed here.  Selindra. 
We are ready now, how far off is the Army?  Peri. 
You may hear their Drums Madam, at the City Gates.  Pol▪ 
Come, let us hasten to our Troops;—  
When Instruments of War, from War release,  
'Tis a good Omen, to a happy peace.  [Exeunt. Enter at one Door Lascares, Phillocles, Antillacus, Armanthus, Gillon, and the Grecian Army. Enter at the other door Cecropis us, Orsanes, and other Lords with the Hungarian Army. Lasca. 
Thou art a bold ill man Cecropius, thou art ungrateful to thy Country, and my trust.  Cecro. 
Sir, I have but hid my gratitude under this old Armour, which is only now put on to obtain what my prayers could not,— I demand justice Sir, for Cleonels' blood, which you have hitherto denied me, in favour to his Murderers:  Lasc. 
This feigned modesty is more impudent than thy Arms are, thou knowest I was more eager than thyself to do justice on those that slew thy son, and thou seest clearly our Laws cannot touch them for his fall.  Cecro. 
Was not Cleonel slain by Pollidor? and was not Selindra accessary? and does not our Laws condemn such murderers to die?  Lasc 
No; thou knowest they do not, thou knowest thy son was by a just hand punished, and that Pollidor deserves,—  Phill. 
Good Sir, spend no more breath on this vile man, the slave is not worthy your anger:—— Foolish Hungarians, ingrateful perjured people:— Orsanes I did not look for this from you;— but my sword shall speak my vengeance.  Orsan. 
Prince Phillocles has not in Greece a more faithful servant then Orsanes; Pray Sir lay by this passion but a few minutes, and you shall see that I have laboured hard to bring your own desires to their wished ends:— and Cecropius the main Agent in it all!  Phill. 
Why do your actions and your words so disagree? Orsanes knows our Grecian hearts cannot be compelled, when we have time to draw our swords.  Orsan. 
Great Sir, your actions have enough declared your worth unto the World, and to our Nation most; which we shall ever own, though now by some necessity compelled, we do appear as enemies, in the behalf of this good man, who has engaged us to deliver up a Lady called Selindra, and one Pollidor to his hands, which he by strong arguments assured us, would be for your, and for our future happiness: this done, we are all at Phillocles command.  Phill. 
Those two you mention are of late become unworthy of my thoughts; yet your engagement was barbarous, to undertake you know not what:— sound the charge.  Orsan. 
Hold Phillocles, I have entertained you with discourse thus long, only till I might hear that shout behind [a shout within▪ us:— hark, hark, Sir! Now the time is come for us to keep our oaths to Cecropius, and to manifest our love to Phillocles,— make way there for the King.  The Hungarian Army opens, and through them enters Pollinesso crowned, leading in Astella; Orsanes ‑ delivers them both unto Cecropius. Phill. 
What Riddle's this? what wonders do I see?  Cecro. 
Take away that shadow of a King to present death, Orsanes; and now Selindra you are once more at my dispose: and you Sir, that think you can command the World, shall find this weak old arm can justify my title here.  Orsan. 
Have I now performed my oath unto the great Cecropius?  Cecro. 
You have.  Orsan. 
I must then set this Lady free from the danger of our swords,—  [a shout of joy He delivers Astella to Pollinesso. Orsan. 
Long live the King of Hungary.  Cecro. 
I am betrayed.  Phill. 
Pollidor! and Selindra! why is he crowned! how come they there?  Lasc. 
They are confederates with Cecropius, on which design they have thus long lived amongst us.  Poll. 
Orsanes, lay that Monster at his Master's feet.  They deliver up Cecropius. Phill. 
Pollidor, what mean these mysteries?  Poll. 
All respects to Phillocles.  Phill. 
How comes Selindra then with thee? and that Crown upon thy head? I tell thee Pollidor, if Selindra can neglect me, I can contemn her; and not envy thee that mis-becoming Crown thou wearest, which I will tear from off thy swelling brows, and trample on it, when 'tis mine by a second conquest.  Pollidor leads Selindra to Phillocles, and he retires. Poll. 
— Will Phillocles forsake the List? fly from such a foe! send for the Princess Ordella then, that we may meet on equal terms.  Phill. 
You are merry Sir, my gentle temper I see, begets contempt from your great courage.  Poll. 
No, Sir, you are mistaken still, I am your servant, and do value Phillocles, more than he can contemn me:— Orsanes, bring my Standard hither:— carry this and my Crown unto the Princess Ordella; lay them at her feet, and if she deigns to take them up, tell her your King with his whole people do wait on her Commands.  Phill. 
I understand not what these Riddles mean.  Poll. 
If Phillocles be yet at leisure to hear me speak, I shall soon remove this wonder?  Phill. 
If Pollidor prove worthy, I shall not trust my eyes nor ears for ever.  Poll. 
But when Prince Phillocles shall know that Pollinesso speaks, he will believe no hand has more right to deliver up Astella into his arms, than I: Do you not know me yet Sir?  He pulls off his Periwig, and his patch from his eye. Phill. 
Nor yet know myself:— Antillacus, do I wake? or is this a Phantosm that I think I see?  [Phillocles stands amazed. Ant. 
'Tis as strange to me, Sir.  Lasc. 
While my son's wonder lasts, let me embrace you, Sir, and obtain both yours and Astellas' pardon, and chide you both in the same breath; why did you suffer us to walk so long in this unhappy darkness? and run so many hazards, which this light would have avoided.  Poll. 
There was no other way to obtain this light, while Cecropius eclipsed your glory Sir.  Phill. 
Does Pollinesso live? can he forget my crimes? and forgive my blindness!  Poll. 
Can Phillocles pardon my concealment●… by which he was so blinded?  [They embrace. Phill. 
There is but one happiness on earth beyond holding Pollinesso thus!  Poll. 
To me too there can be only one above it!— and that is Ordella's leave to love her:— but Sir▪ have you no room for Selindra in your heart?  [Points to Selindra. Phill. 
I dare not look that way: I dare not have a hope so high as pardon from her.— I am so full of guilt, that I dare not live longer to think of my unworthiness.  Selind. 
What have I done Sir, that you should be thus cruel to me! will you not look on me?  Enter Ordella and Orsanes. Phill. 
I shall blush to death, if you speak thus again.  Ast. 
Will Phillocles turn from me ever?  Phill 
Yes, Madam, as ashamed to look on you; I have a guilt within, that takes my manhood from me!— shall I dare to think you can forgive my unworthy jealousy?  Ast. 
If you can forgive me that provoked you to it? I can meet you thus.  Phill. 
And I fall as low as earth will let me, to receive your pardon.  [They embrace. Ord. 
I am so much amazed at what I see, that I know not which way to turn me!  Lasc. 
This way, Ordella, if you will by me be guided to felicity?— this is Pollinesso's wish too, if I mistake not.  Lascares leads Ordella to Pollinesso. Pollin. 
'Tis my ambition Sir, my highest hope on this side Heaven.  Ord. 
And my honour, that Pollinesso has such thoughts for me; but Sir, 'twill ask some time for me to raise my wishes to such a value of your worth, that we may meet on equal terms.  Phill. 
Pollinesso's merit, and his worth is such, that when he says he loves, 'tis argument enough to gain the greatest Queen:— Ordella, the God's smile upon us now:— and you, Sir, I hope concur with Heaven in our felicities.  Lasc. 
My prayers and my blessings shall not be wanting: let Pollinesso give sentence on Cecropius before we go unto the Temple.  Pollin. 
Let him live for ever banished from this happy Climate, which he has so long polluted with his venomous breath.  Lasc. 
Antillacus see it done.  [Exit with Cecropius. Ast. 
Madam, can you pardon my disguise?  Ord. 
I cannot well tell what to answer! to find Selindra worthy, is a Concern greater than Astella can be to me; and that you now are Astella, does not more raise my wonder, then that you were Selindra does confirm my love, and my respects to you, Madam.  Ast. 
I have a heart too full of joy to keep this distance any longer!  [The two Ladies embrace. Phill. 
We now lose time that might be better spent,  
In sacrificing for this blessed event!  Lasc. 
Led on then to the Temple, and proclaim  
A public feast, in bright Astella's name;  
While we do march in a triumphant state,  
That all the City may participate  
Our joys, now Phillocles captivity  
Is changed into a triple Victory.  
FINIS.   

ORMASDES, A Tragicomedy.  
Written by Sir William Killigrew.  
Imprimatur, Aug. 23. 1664. Roger L' Strange.  
LONDON, Printed by T. Mabb; for John Playfere at the White Lion, in the Upper Walk of the New Exchange; And Thomas Horsman, at the three Kings in the Strand, 1665.   

The Actors Names of Ormasdes.  

CLeandra, Queen of Cytherea.  
Ormasdes, Her General, a Prince of Greece.  
Old Titus, Admiral,  
Young Titus, His son.  
Cleobulus, Great Lords of Cytherea. Nearcus, Chiron.  
Ladies Attending the Queen.  
Servants to Ormasdes.  
Doctors,  
Guards.  
Nearcus his servants.  
Ambassador, From Valeriana King of Treconia.  
Mariana, His sister.  
Cleon, Ambassador servants. Erillos.  
Ladies to Mariana,  
Other servants to the Ambassador.  
Pages.  
Surgeons.    

ORMASDES.  
THE FIRST ACT.  
THE SCENE In the Island of Cytherea.  Enter Menetius, and Nearcus; A Messenger meets them. MESSENGER. 
MY Lords, the Queen sends me to let you know.  
That she is safe, and her whole Fleet secure.  Mene. 
The Queen's safety, is welcome News to all,  
Though from the Castle top, we saw the fight;  
None could so clearly the success discern;  
As to rejoice for her security!  
Till you are arrived.  Ne. 
'twas bold, & bravely done, with less numbers  
To Assault so great a Fleet, so near home!  
I wonder how they got Intelligence?  
So just, to know the Queen's return from Greece.  Mess. 
To Assault us, was far from their design;  
They fell by chance amongst our Ships i'th' night,  
As they were passing by; found us secure,  
And unprepared for such an accident:  
So we together sailed, till Day appeared;  
Then our great Admiral, and his brave Son,  
With their two Squadrons, did begin the Fight:  
— The Queen's Ship was attacked on every side,  
In which, Ormasdes by the Gods was placed,  
That by his hand, Cleandra might be freed,  
As by a Miracle! her dangers such!  
And his Achievements so beyond them all!  
That my Relation, ' would Romance appear,  
To tell you, how he acted every where.  Men. 
I hope this accident, will now persuade  
The Queen, that she no more such journeys make:  
Great Princes to such visits and not bound,  
Where Compliments do so great danger bring.  Near. 
Though Cleandras' visit, may not admit  
Of a State Argument to justify  
A danger;— She had reason to return  
Some high respect, unto the Grecian Court,  
Where she so long, in so great splendour lived;  
Before she had this Citherean Crown:  
Nor was it now amiss to show the Power,  
And Glory, of so great a Fleet, as Greece  
ne'er saw before! by which, our renewed League  
Will be more valued, and our Nation feared.  Mene. 
I have no Argument for a dispute;  
— This visit past, she needs no other make;  
But Sir, how comes Ormasdes here again?  
What great Affair, occasions his return?  Near. 
How can the Grecian Empire so long spare,  
So great a Captain? and so much beloved.  Messen. 
That happy Emperor; who has no War,  
Did give Ormasdes liberty once more,  
To grant Cleandras' suit for his return,  
That he may now confirm, what he has won,  
Lest his late Trophies in the Zelnian War,  
Be tumbled down! for we may doubt! those Kings  
Who border Zelnia, will not long endure  
Such loss; as will Cleandras' Crown secure.  
Though her great Ancestor that Kingdom won,  
And left it to his most unhappy Son;  
Who all those Prince's Tributaries made,  
That in Affection called him to their Aid.  Mene. 
Hark Nearcus, hark how the People shout!  
As if the Queen were now, come near the shore;  
Pray Sr. command the Guards advance with speed,  
Unto the Port; Nearcus I do fear,  
The Queen may land, while we are trifling here.  [Exit. Enter Cleandra Queen of Cytherea, Ormasdes a Prince of Greece. Her General with his Arm in a Scarf Old Titus Admiral, Young Titus, Lords, Ladies, and Train. Admi. 
The Gods have given you a full Victory,  
And all your Fleet will be in Port, by Noon.  Queen. 
I have thanked the Gods Titus, and do fee  
Yours, and your Sons merits, in this great work:  
But have not words that can express my thanks  
To brave Ormasdes, for preserving me;  
Had you seen my danger, when the bold Turks  
With assured Victory, my Labin forced!  
And how by his hand from that Ruin freed!  
You would with me admire, if not adore  
The force which Rescued, with so great a Power!  
My fear, my wonder, and my joy, so mixed,  
I had no time for any thought betwixt  
My danger, and my safe deliverance,  
Which did the Price of that great work enhance!  
The bloody Trophies of Ormasdes sword;  
Surpased what Mars to Hector did afford.  Ormasdes faints, and leans on Young Titus. 
(weak;  Adm. 
He faints, this remove to Land, makes him  
— How do you Sir?  Ormas. 
My soul Titus, shrunk away, much ashamed,  
To hear my service by Cleandra famed,  
To much for any modest man to own,  
That my weak Arm, should rescue her alone!  Quee. 
I am amazed, thus suddenly to find  
The Gods so cruel, who have been so kind!  
Thus to Eclipse the joys they freely gave,  
Shows they repent the mercy which did save;  
Ormasdes death will now so dismal be,  
I cannot sacrifice for Victory.  
Unless the Fates this mischief do divert!  
It will our Triumphs, into Tears convert.  Y. Tit. 
- His wounds show not the danger you con  
Madam, you Prophesy so great an ill, (ceive;  
The Fates themselves will tremble to fulfil.  Ormas. 
I am well Madam, only blush to hear,  
That my slight wounds, should be so much your  
If great (leandra, do mean Acts admire, (care  
Brave men will not to high Attempts aspire.  Enter to them, Nearcus, Cleobulus, and Cithareans, they Kiss Cleandras' hand, a noise of joy within from the People. Cleo. 
Madam, the Public joy for your return,  
Does show how much we did your absence mourn.  Qu. 
My People's joy brings me great happiness,  
And your love my Lords, my true value has:  
But still I must your gratitudes, direct  
Unto Ormasdes, by whose powerful hand,  
Cleandra was preserved, and now restored. (don,  Ormas. 
Madam, you reward my small endeavours  
With praise above, the merit of a man!  Queen. 
I can afford Ormasdes as much Worth,  
And Honour, as the Ancient Heroes had,  
So he will me such gratitude allow,  
As suits with my great benefits received;—  
— What Fleet Nearcus, lies within our Port?  Near. 
'Tis from Treconia Madam, here's Arrived  
A brave Ambassador, from that great King,  
Who here has long expected your return;  
His Equipage is Rich, and with him shines,  
A Lady he calls Sister; hither come,  
To wonder at the Glories of your Court,  
While we do all admire, their Princely Port!  Qu. 
He shall have present Audience, to excuse  
His long attendance; give him a respect:  
Beyond the reach, or thought of a neglect;  
— Do you Nearcus, bring him to us now;—  [Exit Nearcus.] 
— Cleobulus, what news from Zelnia?  Cl. 
The frontiers have been frequently attaqued,  
Since you went hence, but no great damage done.  Ormas. 
I beg the Honour Madam to chastise those haughty Rebels, for their Insolence.  Q. 
The whole world knows, Ormasdes can command  
The fortune of a war; why then should you?  
As if your Name were yet obscure! desire  
New dangers? But you covet a Renown,  
Beyond the value of the Zelnian Crown;  
Else, you'd secure my People from their fear,  
By your consent to be my Viceroy there.  Or. 
Such proffered gifts from Princes are not used  
To be molested, and much less refused!  Ormas. 
But I must not your Majesty permit,  
To load me with an honour so unfit!  
As will Eclipse the merit you allow,  
When gifts shine brighter, than my Actions do.  Qu. 
Is there no way Ormasdes to remove  
These niceties? must I for ever own  
Your benefits? and make you no return!  
How little do I seem to your great Eye?  
Who scorn I should your service gratify.  Ormas. 
I have in Greece, all my relations left,  
To serve you Madam, and am hither come,  
With a fixed zeal to wish, and to obey,  
What ever you command! and only fear  
My inclinations may my tongue direct,  
To beg what you'll deny: though I affect.  Qu. 
Though I your suit dislike, I will consent,  
And from your happiness, raise my content.  Or. 
With your permission Madam, I would beg  
Leave to retire unto the little Lodge,  
Within the Forest, half a League from hence,  
Where after all my Travels, I may find,  
Ease for my body, and refresh my mind,  
With the soft solace of a private life,  
Free from Affairs, and Courts Eternal strife.  Qu. 
This is far beyond my fears Ormasdes!  
'tis no wonder you my favours slight!  
When you do our society dislike.  
But I will not your purpose now oppose,  
Though I your councils, & your friendship lose;  
Who in debates can speak; in fight command,  
And order all, that in disorder stand;—  
— Can nothing alter your desire from this?  Ormas. 
Not unless, troubles be preferred to bliss.  Queen 
Ormasdes it shall be as you desire,  
And freely, when you please, you may retire.  Or. 
Though I a while absent myself from Court,  
I shall be ready to lay by my Books,  
When you do call me to put Armour on,  
Stories tell that great men the like have done.  Qu. 
Though I know no example, I believe  
What e'er Ormasdes shall make choice to do,  
May be a precedent, that will engage  
Brave men to follow, in the future age. (content  Ormas. 
Your Majesty in this, has given me more  
Than all the favours proffered me before.  [Exit Ormasdes. Y. Tit. 
Is this his humour? or some fancy grown  
From passion for some Love, to us unknown;  Qu. 
No Titus, he has ever been observed,  
A great contemner of Amores, and does  
True friendship more esteem, then idle Love.  Ti. 
The more like now to be so much concerned  
When touched; our mortal bodies are so frail,  
That we may love, and know not what we ail!  
Why, does your Majesty think friendship can  
With as much force as love, transport a man?  Qu. 
Not to such frenzies, as wild brains Create,  
When fancy cannot change the course of Fate—  
— When love to faces, with the face decay,  
A virtuous friendship will for ever sway.—  
— I wish you Titus, when he first retires,  
To try how far your friendship can prevail,  
To get the secret from Ormasdes soul;  
'tis for his good, that he his griefs impart;  
True friendship will allow a little Art,  
When the design does nothing more import,  
But bringing of Ormasdes back to Court.  Tit. 
I shall be joyed, and happy if I can  
Bring back to Court! so Excellent a Man.  Enter An Officer and Ormasdes. Officer. 
The Ambassador attends your Majesty.  The Queen sits. Queen. 
Admit Him.  Enter Ambassador, and his Train. Embas. 
Madam, my Master, the Treconian King,  
Salutes you in these Letters, and by me,  
Congratulates your Zelnian Victory;  
But does lament, that he no share acquired,  
In that great Conquest, he so much desired:  
He was ambitious Madam, to command  
In that near War, and not as neuter stand.  
When strangers merits do such Triumphs claim,  
While he to you unknown, sat still with shame.  
But since Ormasdes conduct, and his skill,  
With such high Valour, has fulfilled your will.  
He envies not so great a Soldier's praise,  
But would have shared in his Triumphant rays.  Qu. 
If I had known Valerianus mind,  
He might my thanks have shared, and not repined.  Emb. 
I have commission also, to propose  
A League between your Kingdoms, & yourselves,  
Such, as new Conquered Zelnia will secure,  
That Citherea's peace may long endure.—  
— Your beauty Madam, more than Crowns invite,  
Valerians wishes to unite  
Your hearts; and then, your Sceptres may  
Be doubly fixed, when both do love obey.  
He begs, that he in person may appear,  
To plead his love, and treat this great affair.  Qu. 
Valerianus friendship I approve,  
But never shall consent to treat of love;  
'Twould raise my dead Lords Ashes in his Urn,  
If I should to a second Lover turn?  
Your great King's proffered League, I do embrace,  
With fit Affection, and a cheerful face:—  
Declairing to the World, how I respect,  
His person, though I must his suit reject.  Emb. 
I shall acquaint my Master,— and beg leave  
I may your Majesty's commands receive,  
Without the Ceremonies that belong,  
To a State audience, in a formal throng.  Qu. 
You shall have free access, as you desire,  
And now my Lord, I must a Suitor be,  
That fair Mariana will appear,  
Who I am told is come to visit me. (quest,  Emb. 
That Madam, should have been my next re  
That you my dearest Sister would permit,  
To kiss your hand, who does attend without.  Qu. 
Will you Ormasdes please to bring her in?—  [Exit Ormasdes. 
— If I had known that she had been so near,  
She had been better treated for your sake.  Emb. 
You oblige me Madam.  Enter Ormasdes, with Mariana and her Ladies; the Queen Salutes Her. Qu. 
You do me, and my Country, honour more,  
Then any Lady ever did before.  Mari. 
I have done myself a favour Madam,  
And 'tis your Majesty that honours me;  
The fame of Cytherea I confess,  
May Princes hither bring, but my address,  
Is to Cleandras' self, that I might see,  
The virtue famed for such Divinity.  Qu. 
Madam, if you such flatteries throw out,  
You will your welcome spoil, and make me doubt  
You rather come to mock, then to admire!  
On such another word? I shall retire.  Mari. 
I can be silent Madam, while I live,  
But must speak truth, when you this freedom give.  Qu. 
We then will change our argument, & place,  
Lest I do chide, whom I intent to grace.  Exeunt all but Nearcus and Cleobulus. Cleob. 
Did you observe, with what forced modesty  
The Ambassador suppressed his anger?  
When his Master's suit, so briskly was denied.  Nea. 
Yes, and how sudden his sad looks change,  
When bright Cleandra did so soon admit  
His private visits; as if himself were struck!  
And did no further press his Master's Suit.  Cle. 
I have other thoughts, that made me believe,  
The Lady he calls Sister, is his Love.  Near. 
Such things have been, and Mariana may  
His Mistress be; whose beauty in my Eye,  
Does far surpass Cleandras' Majesty.  
And now you put these thoughts into my head,  
I did observe Marianus eyes and his,  
Did a long practised silent language show,  
While they by turns did entertain the Queen.  Cleob. 
But I had second thoughts, led me to think,  
I did sometimes perceive Mariana's eyes,  
On brave Ormasdes fixed; and seemed to take  
Such a survey, as Purchasers do make.  Near. 
I doubt Mariana has not an estate,  
To purchas●… him, at great Cleandras' rate.  Cleo. 
Let us observe them better next, and see  
If it be Art; or their simplicity.  [Exeunt. Enter Ambassador, and Mariana. Emb. 
I have undone myself, Mariana!  
For now beyond resistance I do love;  
And find Cleandra will by her neglects,  
Dash all my hopes, and turn from my respects,  Mari. 
There does not a just cause to me appear,  
For such a doubt; much less to raise despair:  
Because Cleandra runs not at first sight,  
Into the arms, of such a wand'ring Knight.  
Though your State Arguments cannot procure  
To Treat; she may but a short Siege endure,  
When as yourself, a King you do appear,  
The Castle may be won, by love, or fear.  Emb. 
No Mariana, I have heard, and seen  
Too much, the brave Ormasdes stands between  
Me, and my happiness, his retirement  
Is to cloak their close love, and to prevent  
Pretenders; or such scandal, as would rise,  
If openly in Court, without disguise!  
Such unproportioned love should ere be known,  
Which shows they dare not their affections own.  Ma. 
What nee●… such dissembling? to hide that love,  
Which all the Cithereans do approve;  
And publicly do pray, his great Renown,  
Might be rewarded with Cleandras' Crown.  
To public fame, I therefore credit give,  
They not in love, but in true friendship live.  Em 
Such friendship between man, & woman, may  
Amongst silly people make a holy day.  
No Calendars of mine, shall ere admit  
Of a red Letter, for a counterfeit.  Mari. 
The Gods defend Brother.  Emb. 
Why Mariana? what is your concern?  
To blush, because we do their crimes discern!  
Can you believe, that a Platonic flame,  
Has power to Canonize Cleandras' Name?  Mari. 
I blush for you, who now so boldly dare,  
Against the person that you love! declar●….  Emb. 
Your words, and looks, do not at all agree,  
But shame for your Ormasdes infamy.  
He is the man in Mariana's eye,  
Whose blushes, would his vices justify.  Mari. 
Though I his virtues honour, and admire  
The glorious Actions of his life, my heart,  
Is not in any danger to be lost.  Emb. 
When a heart is so well lost Mariana!  
'Twill soon be found, I did believe my own,  
As fast fixed as yours, and yet at first sight,  
Of the fair Queen, 'twas from its centre forced.  Mari. 
I Brother, your business was to lose it.  Emb. 
But the blind Deity considers not  
Our purposes he wounds at random still;—  
— I wish thou wouldst ingeniously confess,  
If in thy thoughts; Ormasdes be not grown  
The handsomest and gallantest of Men;  
Whose famous actions, in our western World,  
May well excuse thy wonder, and thy Love;—  
— I wish thy beauties could his heart engage,  
That I might have no Rival for the Queen.  Mari. 
To oblige my dear brother, I will try,  
What may be done, for your security.  Emb. 
Thy whole life, never can oblige me more;  
— Ormasdes is a great Prince in Greece,  
And I for thee, will make him greater yet,  
By my additions in Treconia;  
If you can think him worthy of your Love?  
— Our forces joined, may double conquest gain,  
When seve'rd; both endeavours may prove vain.  Mar. 
While you talk thus, I had as good confess:  
What you so much believe, and do allow,  
I gladly would obtain, if I knew how.  Emb. 
That was well said, let us to Council then—  
Suppose I Court the Queen in my own shape?  Mar. 
I think 'tis best that you do first inquire,  
How far the subtle Queen does stand engaged  
Unto Ormasdes, that you may not kneel  
To her, if she unto another bow?  Emb. 
It will not be amiss, that I inquire,  
Of some great man in power, who I may bribe:—  
Such as Cleandras' trust does most admit,  
To plead my Master's cause, and argue it:—  
— What if I first Ormasdes self do try?  
'twill search his love, and his fidelity.  Mari. 
I am not fit to judge, nor can advise;  
But will with prayers, assist your enterprise.  Emb. 
I'll visit him, and if he guilty be,  
I shall confound his great security.  Mari. 
I fear you sooner will yourself destroy,  
Then by your furious passions him annoy.  Emb. 
Will you go with me to Ormasdes Lodge?  
Lest I disturb his solitary Soul,  
And with my rude breath, harm the man you love.  Mari. 
I'd rather be the subject of your mirth,  
Then great Ormasdes should such rage discern,  
As from your Arguments will soon arise.  Emb▪ 
No, I'll approach him with my gentle looks,  
As calm, and smooth, as Virgins when they smile,  
Such as our tender yielding hearts beguile;  
Bu●…●…f Ormasdes do a lover prove!  
He will my hopes and fears to anger move;—  
— Do you attend the Queen, till my return.  [Exeut severally. Enter Ormasdes, a Book in his hand, as talking to Young Titus. Ormas. 
I never lived, till now you think me dead—  
Does my dear friend believe, what I have said?  Y. Tit. 
Sir, if the friendship you allow, be more  
Than an Airy name? you will now permit  
That I as freely speak, as I do love.  Orm 
Titus' friendship would have honoured Cato,  
And now myself am prouder of advise  
From Titus, then for all my victories.  Tit. 
Thus than Cleandra thinks, and so do I,  
This loneness will your sorrows multiply;  
Passions concealed, do nourish discontent,  
But if revealed, much mischief may prevent:  
'tis my ambition to obtain this trust,  
If great Ormasdes thinks I dare be just.  Ormas. 
By all our— I know no discontent,  
Nor has my quiet breast a passion in't.—  Titus 
Hold Ormasdes, hear me out; who now come  
To let you know, that I, and many more  
Who love you, do believe that you repine,  
Because Cleandra is so much reserved;  
And dare not own the passion that you have.  
— If this be your trouble, trust it to me;  
And you shall soon perceive, what I can do,  
In satisfaction to your highest wish:  
— I do so far encourage, and assure,  
What I have mentioned; Is the Nations hope;  
Who pray that grea●… Cleandra may comp'y  
In all, that will Ormasdes satisfy  
Thus my affection, has my heart expressed,  
And I expect an answer I may trust.  Ormas. 
What you have uttered Titus; I believe,  
And scorn to think such friendship, can deceive.  
By the same sacred tie, I you conjure,  
To credit me, who seriously do vow.  
I only chose this solitary life,  
To ease my body, and repose my mind;  
I have no passion, nor do grief sustain,  
Nor have a wish beyond Cleandras' smile,  
And Titus friendship; which I'll near beguile.  Titus. 
Sir, I am bound to credit what you say,  
And shall no more endeavour by discourse,  
To alter such well grounded purposes:  
But must we never hope for your return?  
To Court? where you with the same freedom may  
Enjoy what private hours you can desire,  
And not thus put the World so wholly off;  
Which surely was, with all its glories made,  
For use of man, and its felicities  
To be by us enjoyed; without a crime.  Ormas 
Yes Titus, but we vain men mistake,  
And from our fickle Infancy propose,  
Glittering felicities we never find,  
For as we grow up to the enjoyments  
Of what riper years bring with them, we see  
That our desires do daily higher grow  
And our fruitions but foundations lay,  
T' entertain our busy brains, a new way.  
So that we seldom contentation have,  
In what we do possess; but forward look,  
And only find some pleasure in the way,  
Towards the end we aim at; which obtained,  
Brings not those real joys, we did expect;  
Only affords some relish which invites  
Our idle fancies, to seek new delights;  
— How unhappy then, is our best happiness?  
When no fruitions, can our fond hearts bless.  
Still subject to unsatisfied desires,  
That from quenched Ashes, does beget new Fires.  
Thus all our Appetites, do make us slaves,  
And from our cradles lead us to our graves.  Young Titus. 
Has the Gods only given us active souls?  
And no objects, fit for them to fix on?  Orma. 
To think on those Gods, will afford our hearts,  
A full variety, of lasting joys;  
With which our earthly fancies cannot mix,  
When on Celestial happiness, we fix.  Titus. 
I shall e'er long, this argument revive,  
And show, how you are buried alive!  
Where is that valour, and that virtue gone?  
Whither that courage fled? I doted on.  
Though you can passion, and desire sustain,  
You must not quit the Court, as if disdain  
Of all the glories that a Court can give,  
Could not persuade you there again to live.  
— I must now leave you to attend the Queen;—  [Exit Titus. Ormas. 
A clearer virtue I have never seen.  [Exit omnes severally. Enter the Queen, Ambassador, Mariana, Old Titus, and Train. Ambassador. 
Madam, shall I return without a hope?  
No gracious answer to my Master's suit!  Queen. 
My Lord, I fully have declared, that way.  Ambassador. 
Never to marry Madam!  Queen. 
'tis my opinion now.  Ambassador. 
Will you permit my Master to appear?  
Whose person may bring Arguments to prove,  
It necessary to allow his Love.  Queen. 
By no means my Lord, I shall not admit  
His visit, if he come on that affair!  
But must against his coming now declare.  Embass. 
How can you Madam, thus declare against  
A person, and a passion you see not?  
Or prejudge, what you will think hereafter!  
His presence, may change this severity.  Queen. 
I have considered all that can be said,  
Urge it no more.  The Ambassador stands concerned. Exit Queen, and Train. Ma. 
Brother,- Sir,- what do you all? what strange looks  
Do you put on? you will be discovered!  Emba. 
I Mariana, 'tis now my business,  
To try if this Scene changing, may not change  
Cleandras' stubborn heart; when she shall see  
This borrowed habit, thrown away; if then,  
She scorn my Love! I will break off the League  
And in my own Right will a War declare,  
For her so lately conquered Zelnian Crown,  
And there will try, if her concealed Gallant!  
The great Ormasdes may once more be drawn  
From Sanctuary, to defend her Right,  
From my just rage;— I will now visit him.  Mari. 
This humour is not fit for compliment,  Emb. 
Fear not Mariana, I'll not wrangle now,  
My business is to bribe that mighty man,  
And make him plead my cause to the fair Queen,  
— But if I find him rotten at the heart!  
I shall unmask him, spite of all his Art.  Mari. 
That is what I fear.  [Exeunt.  

THE SECOND ACT.  Enter the Ambassador, with Ormasdes, who holds a Book in his hand, they sit on Chairs by a Table. ORMASDES. 
YOur Lordship by this visit, honours me;  
Emb My visit brings you business of the State,  
You must not take it for a Compliment.  Ormas. 
What is your business then?  Emb. 
I have observed Ormasdes, the Queen's sense,  
Is yours, in her Affairs of Consequence,  
She moves by you; this brings me to consult  
My Master's Marriage, for a full result!  
For I conceive Valerianus Name  
Of so great Credit! and so high a Fame!  
That our two Nations, by our Princes joined;  
Though our surrounding neighbours were combined,  
Our Territories would be safe, and we  
Should thank the Gods for such Tranquillity.  
But when a Lady Rules, they may presume,  
And their Rebellious Principles assume;  
If great Ormasdes shall be called away,  
And fair Cleandra left alone to sway.  Ormasdes 
I know Sir, that Cleandra does esteem  
The stout Treconians friendship, as she ought;  
And I know she honours your brave young King,  
Whose martial acts, have gained him through the  
A character so noble, and so great! (world,  
That she with joy this proffered League, does treat.  
Only dislikes the Marriage you propose  
On good State Arguments, as I suppose,  
In judgement, and affection to her Son,  
She will not raise a Rival to his Crown.  
And for her angry Neighbours, she believes  
The late Zelnian war, has such wisdom taught,  
They will not suddenly, unurged, provoke,  
A Queen, so powerful, and so fortunate.  Ambassador. 
Suppose Valerianus take offence?  
And look on this neglect as an affront!  
Because he only did propose this League,  
To introduce his suit, which he conceives,  
Will both our Nations equally advance;  
But if laid by with scorn! suppose he then,  
Do join with your old Enemies? and claim  
His Father's Title to the Zelnian Crown;  
What may the hazards? and the issue be?  
If a new war, dispute your Victory?  Ormasdes. 
I will not Prophecy the sad event,  
That so unjust a war, may justly bring  
Upon so Gallant, and so wise a King!  Embass. 
Suppose then, that I have his Commission?  
To say by the Treaty of this new League,  
Until the Marriage be agreed unto;  
And if denied! I must Proclaim his Right  
To Zelnia; and your late Conquest bring,  
To a new question, with a Powerful King.  Ormas. 
If Valerianus be so fixed, we must  
No hazards fear, in wars that are so just.  Embass. 
Your great success have high thoughts begot,  
Above your Conquest, which I value not?  
But wish such evils as we now foresee,  
May be avoided by our industry;  
For 'twill become your Wisdom, and your Trust,  
T'advise Cleandra to this happy Match,  
Wherein if you prevail! I have full power,  
Now to confer on you, the first, and best  
Of our Treconian Principalities.  Ormas 
You do me wrong, and are in this unjust,  
To think that I will break Cleandras' trust,  
Which I do value 'bove your Master's Crown!  
And therefore boldly will advise the Queen  
Not to admit his suit, on Arguments  
Which must an evil consequence produce  
To her Sons Right, if she Comply,  
And by it lessen her own Dignity.  Embass. 
If my employment, anger did allow,  
And my own Honour would permit, to strike  
A-Book-man! this rude language, I'd correct.  Orm. 
If the Queen's honour were not more concerned!  
In a respect to your employment due;  
You soon should find, how little I do value you!  
The Bookman would not from your Master take  
This Insolence; but for Cleandras' sake  
I do forbear; pray visit me no more.  Ambassador. 
Fear it not; when Valerianus knows  
How little worth, Cleandras' honour is!  
He will this League, and her Alliance scorn;  
Who puts Ormasdes into this Disguise,  
To hide her Lover from her People's Eyes?  Ormasdes. 
This is beyond sufferance.  Ormasdes Grapples with the Ambassador Enter The Queen, Young Titus, and Train, who part them. Queen 
Hold Ormasdes, I heard his Insolence—  
— Sir, you have leave to go aboard your Fleet,  
Where you only can be safe; begun then,  
Without reply be gone; for if't be known!  
What you have said! my People may revenge  
My wrong, before your Master do me right.—  [Exit Ambassador in Anger.] 
— Ormasdes you must in this, my will obey,  
Your wont Judgement, must your passion sway:  
While I by a quick war, with Fire and Sword,  
Require such Justice as he must afford.  Ormas. 
Madam, the Conduct of that war I beg;  Queen. 
If you this passion will lay by till then!  
You shall: But no more of this anger now;  
I came to take the Air this Afternoon,  
But will defer it, till another day.  
— Pray be pacified, you shall not stir out▪  
I do entreat, and do command you stay.  
Titus stay you, till this heat be over.  [Exit Queen and Train.] Ormas. 
Titus, my friend; I have a flame within,  
That will consume my heart, if you help not!  Yo. Tit. 
Do you doubt my assistance, to serve you,  
In any way you can prescribe a friend?  Or. 
I'll rather thank thee for't, then doubt thy love,  
Th' Ambassador can this night hardly▪ reach  
Coriola! where we, in a swift Boat▪  
By break of day, to morrow may Arrive;  
I●… some hours since! we in the dark, Embark!  Yo. Titus 
I guess your purpose, and I will obey;  
Yet I would gladly have an Argument,  
To justify what we intent to do;  
Lest Foreign Princes should condemn our State,  
That Laws of Nations rashly violate;  
And so Cleandras' honour, suffer more▪  
Then by his Insolence, she did before.  Ormas. 
How can he justify, those words he spoke?  
His rude language, the Law of Nations broke.  
For when a Public Minister puts off  
That sacred shadow, which should him protect;  
And dares in such vild language give affronts,  
To a much greater Monarch than his own!  
That minute, his Commission did expire;  
When he his Cloak of Majesty laid by;  
And like a Ruffian, talked so lavishly.  Yo. Titus. 
This I confess, is reason for revenge,  
But if the World our action not approve?  
Pray think, what we shall urge for our excuse,  
In case we can no precedent produce?  Ormas. 
A precedent Titus! where will he show,  
That Nations do Ambassadors allow  
To be so barbarously base, as he?  
When he dares make his Act, a precedent!  
I will another show, and kill him for't.  
In the first Age, no precedents, were known,  
And in ours, this shall be my Creation:  
'tis not Cleandras' work, nor is it thine;  
The glory, or the shame is only mine▪  
Titus my heart would break, if I permit  
That man to brag, as he will do at home;  
How he has braved Ormasdes to his face!  
And on Cleandra thrown so foul disgrace.  Y. Tit. 
Since I your resolution cannot change,  
Pray name the place, and hour, and I'll not fail.  Ormas. 
Some 3▪ hours hence, we'll at the Ferry meet,  
Where a swift well-maned Boat, you must provide,  
My motion may some jealousy beget,  
Of what we do intend; and must perform;  
If our best speed, can but this Madman reach,  
I shall his fury, better manners teach.  [Exeunt. Enter Cleandra, Mariana, Old Titus, Cleobulus, and Ladies. Queen. 
Madam, you are now got so near my heart,  
That I am sad to think that we must part.  Mariana. 
And I too soon do find, that I too late,  
Am now involved in my Brother's Fate.  
We leave our hearts behind, though we now fly,  
This place by our impulsive Destiny.  
My soul has not a wish can send me hence,  
If I could stay on any just pretence.  Queen. 
Why may you not stay here Mariana?  
And let him go, we will a friendship make,  
Such as thy virtue justly may expect,  
And my affection give, if here you'll live?  Mari. 
I am unhappy Madam, who must be  
At his dispose, has done you injury  
So great! that I must suffer while I live.  Queen. 
Rather than you shall suffer, I'll forgive  Mari. 
Your pardon is, beyond your power, I fear,  
Unless you will admit his Master here?  Queen. 
His pardon then, is far beyond my reach,  
If for his King, his own concern be such!  
And yours, so much for him; I must consent  
To part with both; yet I could be content,  
To see him for your sake, I and forget,  
What he so rashly has against me said,  
Thy tears for him, have satisfaction made.  Mari. 
My Brother is already on his way▪  
And has ordered Boats for me to follow,  
Where I expect to find his rage to high,  
To hearken to such mercy, as I bring,  
Unless Cleandra will admit his King!  Queen. 
I have not seen such useless rage before,  
Whom but himself? can his mad fury harm?  Mari 
It is a Riddle I dare not expound.  Queen. 
Dare not Mariana? am I so low  
In your Esteem? you dare not let me know  
What you dare do? this secret I confess,  
Has only power to make me love thee less.  Mari. 
I cannot, I have sworn not yet to say▪  
What 'tis, to him I'm doubly tied t' obey:  
But since your goodness, can so soon forgive,  
So great a Crime, I'll try to bring him back,  
And if I can prevail, for his consent,  
I'll show the cause of his distemperment.—  Queen. 
You have his pardon, and may now pursue  
Your own design, to bring him back with you;  
But if he choose to go, and set you free,  
Yourself shall be much welcomer to me.  Mar. 
Your words encourage me to take no leave,  
But cherish hopes which may my heart deceive  
With present thoughts rather to smile then mourn  
As a good Omen to my quick return.  Queen. 
You Nearcus, shall conduct Mariana  
To Coriola, and at your own house,  
As you pass by; pray treat her as my friend.  Nearcus. 
I shall be careful in it Madam.  Exeunt Nearcus, and Mariana. Queen. 
I love her, and am somewhat more concerned  
To part with her; then I can make you see!  Admiral. 
She has by her behaviour, gained esteem  
From all the Court, and from the Nation to.  Queen. 
I wonder Titus none of you lament,  
When so great Beauty from the Court is sent!  Admi. 
Your Majesty has showed enough for all.  Queen. 
I do mean Love Titus, and did expect,  
Her beauty should have fired a hundred hearts!  
And by the powerful charms of her bright Eyes,  
O're-ruled, our Citherean Destinies.  Admi. 
My heart Madam, has been so often burnt,  
There is no substance left, that can take fire;  
Indeed I wonder how the rest have scaped!  Cleob. 
Nearcus, and myself, had other thoughts!  
Of this great beauty, which did secure us;  
We do Mariana for his Mistress take,  
Few Sister's Travel for a Brother's sake!  Queen. 
How Cleobulus! have you any ground  
For this? to justify so vile a thought;  Cle. 
Only the freedom, which they daily used,  
With this new way, for Men who have no Wives,  
To carry Sisters, into Foreign Courts!  Queen. 
Though not in use, it does not sure deserve  
A censure so severe! such Innocence,  
In Mariana, did to me appear,  
That I should sooner judge her good, if bad!  
Then blemish such perfections by a thought  
It cannot be! so Insolent a Gild!  
He durst not own! nor such a scandal raise,  
On his own Name! and on his Country too!  
I do command you to suppress this thing,  
I am ashamed a Cithereans heart,  
Should entertain a thought of such a crime!  
We bring our own Worth in question then,  
When we asperse the Worth of other men.  Cle. 
They were but thoughts, as rashly then tain up,  
As now thrown out; with no design to wrong  
The Innocent; I wish her virtue may  
Our thoughts convince, and she be justified.  Queen. 
Keep firm there my Lord, for all those who live  
Near Prince's Ears, should weigh how they let fall  
A word, that may a Woman's Honour blast;  
If I were apt to credit your report?  
And on your groundless jealousy affront  
Such virtue! what a sin were it in you?  
To make me guilty of so great a Crime!  Cleobulus. 
I am sorry for my rash opinion,  
Since it offends your Majesty so much!  Queen. 
It is the bane of Courts, when we permit  
Those near us, to asperse the Innocent;  
If our strict Laws for petty theft, gives Death?  
How much a greater punishment is due  
For Robbing a good name? a sin so vild,  
And so unknown! no punishment was made  
By way of Prophecy, for crimes to come!  
If I did think this malice from your heart,  
I would for ever banish you my Court.  Cleobulus. 
Your Majesty does raise your anger now  
Above my guilt; which had no mischief in't.  Queen. 
I am no farther angry with you now,  
But take occasion to declare my sense,  
Against all such as defame Innocence.  
'Tis a Prince his chief business to be Just,  
The Gods impose on us no higher Trust!  
We have no petty faults, to answer for,  
Universal Justice, is our great work,  
And those who shall divert it, to destroy  
The Fame, or Fortune of an Enemy,  
Deserves to be thrown off with Infamy.  [Exit Queen and Ladies. Remains the Admiral and Cleobulus. Admiral. 
I have not seen the Queen in such a heat!  
You have offended her some other way?  Cleobulus. 
Not that I know of, in this kind ever!  Admi. 
What Devil, made you talk thus to her now?  
You knowing that she is so good herself,  
She makes a doubt, that any of her Sex  
Can do amiss! and 'tis great Nobleness!  Cleo. 
There is a kind of pi●…e Devil, dwells  
In many Courts, that haunts our idle heads;  
And prompts us, when we know not what to say;  
To Entertain great Princes with reports  
Of others so to please and pass the time;  
This foolish spirit, I think, entered me.  Admiral. 
You gave Cleandra cause, for your reproof,  
For how can Princes judge Malice, for Mirth?  
When cunningly thrown out, with specious shows,  
Of probabilities; when those aspersed,  
Are never called, to ans●… for themselves;  
The Queen did Excellently well, to chide  
You, whom she loves; that none may ere presume  
The like hereafter! for if Princes be  
Born Credulous? Malicious persons may  
Defame a Nation, if they please! this way.  Cleobulus. 
I know I was to blame, but from this day,  
I'll hold my peace, till I know what to say.  [Exeunt. Enter Nearcus, with Mariana and Servants at his House. Mari. 
(well.  
Where are we now my Lord? this house stands  Nearcus. 
It is my poor habitation Madam;  
Here I must treat you by the Queen's command,  
'Tis the midway unto Coriola.  Mariana. 
'Tis a Noble, and a most pleasant Seat;  
Has it no Mistress Sir? Are you fingle?  Nearcus. 
I am only that way, happy Madam;  Mariana. 
You have a Mistress then? or do you call  
It happiness? that you as yet, have none?  Nearcus. 
Will you please Madam, to view the garden?  The rest of the Train stay looking on the Pictures, and see them not go out. Exit Nearcus with Mariana. 1. Lady. 
That piece methinks, does look as if it lived.  2. Lady 
I do prefer that smiling Figure first;  
Whose hand is it my Lord?  Lord. 
I have not skill enough to know the hands,  
Though I love Pictures:— pray observe the next;  
Is not this sleeping ●…us, rarely done?  
See how that Cupid 〈◊〉 the Tree stands off!  2. Lady. 
'tis rare indeed, that satire, and the rest,  
Of the whole piece, is excellently good!  1. Lady. 
Let us look into the next room my Lord;  Lord. 
This way they went, & this way must return.  They go out, and return hastily. Lord. 
The doors are locked, and we can pass no way.  1. Lady. 
Is this by accident? or on command?  Lord. 
Let us attend a while, and we shall see;  
From the next Chamber window, where they be.  [Exeunt. Enter Nearcus with Mariana in the Garden. Mariana. 
I have no Argument for further talk,  
And now am weary grown, with this long walk;  
Where is the beauty? you so much admire!  
Your praises, have in me raised some desire  
To see this wonder of our Sex! that I,  
May judge your skill, and with your choice comply.  Nearcus locks the door, and kneels. Nearcus. 
She is here already, oh she is here!  
A brighter beauty, never can appear!  Mari. 
Why d'ye lock the door my Lord? why kneel  
To me? you make my heart some tremble feel,  
By this surprise; and I do doubtful stand,  
What of kind Treachery you have in hand!  
It looks!— yet, like a lioness betrayed  
Into the Toils; I scorn to be afraid.  Nearcus. 
I have no Argument for either now,  
But a distracted heart; that knows not how  
T'excuse, what I have done!- 'tis love has brought  
Me to this Precipis, and too late taught,  
That I from hence, shall headlong tumble down,  
If you disdain to save; oh do not frown!  [Offers his Sword. 
Rather take this, and while you may, prevent  
Your own near ruin, and my rash intent.—  
— That angry look, and those enraged Eyes,  
Pierce like quick Lightning, from the stormy skies;  
They melt my heart, & make me ambling stand,  
To beg what Love, and Nature may Command.  Mariana. 
Love! do the Cithereans by such Arts!  
Such force! and treachery! win Lady's hearts?  
Fie, ●…e Nearcus, this does not agree  
With Love! nor with Cleandras' trust to thee;  
I shame to find such ills! and blush to chide:  
— Repent, and I thy Infamy will hide;  
Oh! 'tis the basest of all crimes to be  
Justly condemned, for infidelity;  
And with a treachery, my trust beguile,  
Beyond the story of the Crocodile.  Ne. 
What dares not love attempt? when it goes high  
Like mine? your ships are ready, oh to nigh!  
The wind is fair; and I, no time but this,  
To woe; no other means to reach my bliss!  
The Queen's command, and my desires here meet,  
To throw my life, and fortune, at your feet  
That by this desperate course, you now may see,  
Your love, or scorn, I make my destiny.  Mari 
Nearcus, how would you prevail my dreams!  
Instruct me not, to answer such extremes!  Nearcus. 
I would have you Mistress of me, and mine,  
Before we part, made so, by vows Divine:  Mariana 
'tis a short warning, to a work so great!  
Is this Cleandras Love? and this your Treat  
To strangers? do you think my lips, my heart  
Does hold so loose? as at first sight, to part  
With it to you? what do you find in me  
So slight? that looks like so much levity.  Nearcus. 
If you'll afford more time? I will proceed  
With caution, and respect! and shall take heed  
How I offen●…; if you'll resolve to stay,  
Or to comply, my passion will obey.  
— If not! I must this desperate course pursue,  
And trust my ruin, or success, to you  
— Who does in desperate attempts engage,  
Can seldom at first sight, th'event presage:  
— Love led me on, and reason comes to late,  
Now to retreat; this Fortune, is my Fate.  Mar. 
Your language, & your looks, do rather threat,  
Then woe; which does in me such scorn beget,  
As to an Enemy, that does invade  
— That Innocence you have bereavest of aid;  
And boldly dare impose on a free heart,  
What should be won by Love, not such base art!  Nearcus. 
Give me but time to woe! and I will fear▪  
And tremble in your sight; with zeal appear,  
And the same duty, I approach the Gods,  
When my offences, make me fear their Rods!  
It is not I, (as y●… affairs do stand)  
But high necessity, makes me command;  
That all the remnant of my life, you may  
Triumph! for my ambition's to obey.  Mariana. 
Think you by force, that I shall ere think fit,  
To yield myself to such a counterfiet?  
I am not born unto so mean a Fate,  
As to submit unto the man, I hate:  
Nor will I be thus frighted, to comply,  
With so contemptible a destiny.  Nearcus. 
I must confess, I can by no disguise  
Lessen, or hide, the guilt, of this surprise;  
But by some greater crime, more amply show,  
That a distracted passion may soon know,  
To act such evils, as I fear to think;  
But do not set me in despair thus sink.  
Speak so, as that I may, some hope retain,  
And you'll restore me to myself again.  Mari 
Stand by vild Man, and let me pass; who waits?  Near. 
None within call; that now can help! the fates  
Themselves have not the power to set you free,  
Nor can you hope for safety, but from me!  
No storm at Sea, nor in it, ships on fire,  
Creates more terrors, than my wild desire,  
Brings me! here is a Tempest in this breast,  
Above all them; since raging Love possessed  
My heart, I am become a walking storm;  
Reason, and Virtue, are both wracked, no form  
Observed, while this confusion bears the sway,  
None knows to govern; but must all obey,  
If we cannot resist; then to cry no,  
Is madness, when we must to ruin go!  Maria. 
I have no power, but 〈◊〉 ●…st my Brothers will  
Obey; I must his mind, not yours fulfil;  
Lest his great pride, and anger may destroy,  
What you'd preserve, and frustrate all your joy.  Nearcus. 
If my high birth, and quality do prove  
Less than your own, I will expect no love;  
But hazard all my hopes, on his consent,  
Let his denial, sign my punishment.  Mariana. 
If your birth equal mine, and he consent  
To join our hands! I have no argument  
Against your hopes; but must be Mistress still,  
Of my own heart▪ not part with my freewill;  
Yet now Nearcus, I do promise you,  
What truth and honour dictates, I will do.  Nearcus. 
Unless you both do ere you go, comply,  
You shall soon see, that I know how to die.  Mari. 
Pray call my servants down, that I may see  
Your truth; and find myself at Liberty.  [He calls at the door●… Nearcus. 
Now Madam, that my life's at your dispose,  
Yourself secure▪ I humbly do propose,  
You will before the Gods, confirm by vow,  
What you have freely promised, to me now.  Mari. 
By all those powers, I'll keep my promise made▪  
Andnever fail to own, what I have said.  Nearcus. 
It is enough, a kiss of your fair hand,  
Must satisfy the man, you may command;  
Nearcus has no soul, cannot be blessed,  
Until his love, with love you do invest.  Enter Servant's, and all go off together.  

THE THIRD ACT.  Enter The Ambassador, as at Coriola, with Cleon, Erillos', and Train. AMBASSADOR. 
THis Piazzo Cleon, is Magnificent;  
I have not seen any so Beautiful!  Cleon. 
It shows the Prince's Treasure, and their minds,  
Are alike great, who can so soon Erect  
So vast a City, which in every part  
Deserves to be as much admired, as this!  Emba. 
We may walk through it, ere my Sister comes!  Erillos. 
You may, the River side is your best view;  Cleon. 
There is a Boat now coming to the shore;  Erillos. 
Those who land, seem to be of Quality!  Ambassador. 
I see no Woman yet with them appear!  
They are very brave, and come towards us!  
Do any of you know who these may be?  Cleon. 
Young Titus landed first, but as I think  
It is Ormasdes who now leads the Troop:  Embassa. 
If so! I must expect some angry words,  
From the Offended Queen.  Enter Ormasdes, and Young Titus, with Servant's, who come up close to the Ambassador without any respect. Emb. 
What means this kind of rudeness Gentlemen?  Ormasdes. 
It speaks my business, who am hither come,  
To scourge that pride, you so much glory in.  
And with this hand that insolence chastise,  
Which boldly durst endeavour to defame,  
By base surmises, great Cleandras' Name.—  [He turns to Titus. 
— Titus, I beg as you love my Honour,  
If I do fall! let none come in to help!  [To the Ambassador. 
— Sir, you shall have fair play, that we may see,  
How Insolence, and Courage do agree!  [Titus makes room. Embass. 
I shall soon satisfy the doubt you make;  [To his Followers. 
— Stand off; he dies that stirs to my relief;  
Or by a word let fall, does make me known!  They fight, Ormasdes burts and disarms him. Enter Mariana, and servants, who run in and part them. Mariana. 
Ormasdes hold; it is a King you wound!  
It is Valerianus you fight with.  Ormas. 
Myself a Prince of Greece of the same blood  
With our great Emperor, will justify  
What I have done; and to the World declare,  
If any man do wrong me in disguise!  
I do his Titles, and himself despise.  Exit Ormasdes, Titus and Train. Mari. 
Oh Gods! my prophetic soul, did long since  
Foresee this Evil! oh let not—  King. 
Hold Valeriana; there are no Gods!  
Nor shall one Altar in my Kingdom stand,  
To honour those we foolishly call Gods!  
I will Erect new Temples unto Chance,  
Which guiddely, thus governs us below.  Val. 
Take heed Sir, lest you do provoke those powers!  
(You now despise!) to punish your contempt!  King. 
I will not own those Gods, those empty names,  
Who cannot shelter us from public shames!  Vale. 
The Gods be just, and you are much to blame,  
'Twas not Ormasdes, who the King overcame!  
It was his Virtue conquered your offence,  
Your Gild gave Victory to Innosence.  Kin. 
Will you, become my Judge? will you, condemn  
My Life, and Honour? A fit Sacrifice  
To your beloved Ormasdes fatal Sword;  
Fool, from this hour, I do thy blood disclaim,  
And will forget, I ever knew thy Name;—  
— Erillos, let my goods be sent aboard,  
I will not stay a minute longer here,  
Then my necessity compels me to.  Vale 
I have prevailed with the much injured Queen,  
To lay her anger by, and to forgive  
Those rash words you spoke, and have her leave  
To bring you to her sight again with hopes  
She may her inclinations change, when known!  
Your fury did proceed from Love alone.  King. 
My Love is vanished, and my heart too full  
Of my revenge, to think of my return;  
Till I can pull Cleandra from her Throne!  
I hope Ormasdes will take care of you,  
Who plead his cause, and are to love, so true!  Men. 
Sir, though your wounds be slight, if you remove!  
So soon? we cannot answer for your life.  King. 
I'll rather die at Sea, then live on shore,  
Make hast good Cleon; lead me to my Boat.  Cleon. 
Will you leave the Princess, in a strange land?  
Thus unkindly cast her off; for ever?  
Because her Love did argue for your good!  King. 
And thee that dares so boldly her excuse,  
Who does my honour, and her own abuse.  [The Princess sound. Cleon. 
Look Sir, she dies! your unkindness kills her,  King. 
She cannot do herself, and me more right,  
Then to die now! but she cannot depart,  
While great Ormasdes Triumphs in her heart!—  [She Recovers. 
— See how his Name, her fainting soul Revives!  
Led on, or I shall laugh to see her die!  
That can raise Trophies for my infamy.  Exit King and Train. Valeriana. 
What cruelty is this? to leave me here!  
Who love him better, than he loves himself;  
— You'll be all ruined, if you stay with me!  Cleon. 
What we have said, has ruined us enough,  
If his unruly rage, can reach so far?  Mene. 
I think 'twere best, that you return to Court,  
And do Cleandras' proffered friendship try,  
I have all your Brother's Jewels here,  
Which will defray your charges while you stay.  Valeriana. 
'tis a plentiful provision for us;  
But where is young Nearcus, all this while?  Cleon. 
He has not yet appeared, since we Arrived.  Enter to them Ormasdes, young Titus, Nearcus, and Servants, Ormasdes stands off. Nearcus. 
Madam, can you forgive, what I have done?  
And own the Author of so great a crime?  
Who saw not then a Princess in disguise,  
But was captived by Mariana's eyes!  Valeriana. 
My Lord, I do forgive, and shall forget,  
So you repent! and I will serve you to,  
With all my power, and interest in the Queen.  Nearcus. 
If that be all, would I had guilty been  
Of greater crimes, than my good natured sin.  Young Titus. 
Madam, we hear your Brother is unkind,  
But by Cleandras' favours you may find  
Some means to reconcile you unto him  Valeriana. 
I am most happy in Cleandras' love.  Yo. Tit. 
Will you permit Ormasdes in your Boat?  
Or shall he seek some other passage home?  Maria. 
I could have wished Ormasdes less concerned,  
Or that his courage had not been so great;  
But cannot quarrel him on this account;  
He was obliged to right Cleandras' wrongs;  
And must in Justice be applauded for't.  Ormas. 
Madam, I thank the Gods for my success,  
And now with the same breath, can humbly beg,  
That you'll forgive, what they so late approved?  Valeriana. 
Sir, it will not become me, his Sister,  
— Now to congratulate your Victory,  
Who have just cause to mourn my Brother's Fate;  
From whence my own misfortunes have their date  Ormas. 
Madam, shall we attend you to your Boat?  Valeri. 
Let Titus order all, as he thinks fit!  
I am ready now for my remove.  Exeunt. Titus leads off Valeriana, the rest follow. Enter Cleobulus and Chiron. Chy. 
The Queen is troubled, and her Guards are sent  
With speed, Ormasdes Quarrel to prevent:  Cleob. 
She must secure th' Ambassadors return,  
Lest all our Neighbour-Nations do complain,  
And say, we give occasion for a War;  
Which the Treconians claim cannot pretend,  
Nor the rejected Marriage, Justify.  Chiron. 
Valerianus has an ancient claim  
To Zelnia, which may beget a War!  
If the Treconians do a quarrel seek?  
There wants no Title to a Prince provoked  Cleob 
Ormasdes will rejoice, to see that day!  Chy 
He is our Nation's Darling, and deserves,  
Cleandras' favour; but methinks, he 〈◊〉  
As if his heart, were higher, than his head!  Cleo 
I have been lately chid for juggling looks,  
And dare not say, what I believe, I see.  Enter to them Cleandra. Old Titus, and Ladies. Queen. 
You tell such wonders from Coriola,  
That I want faith for it! how comes this News?  Admiral. 
Madam, a Messenger but now Arrived,  
Saw the Combat done, and heard Nearcus say,  
They would attend Valeriana back  
Unto your Majesty; (whereas the wonder?)  
Princes have been in foreign Courts disguised!  Que. 
But have you ever such strange humours found?  
A Prince where Vice, and Virtue, is so mixed!  Admi. 
No, I have not, nor such a precedent!  
As now Ormasdes gives us to correct  
Such impudence, as near before was known.  Queen. 
If I were not concerned, I should approve.  
What he has done, though now I must not own?  Admi. 
For public thanks on his behalf, I move.—  
— Why should we thus, our honest thoughts disguise?  
When Virtuous Actions, Virtue Justifies.  Queen. 
Had not Ormasdes stirred! by Arms I might  
Compel his Master to have done me right.  Admi. 
By war, thousands of guiltless persons might  
Have suffered, for one man's oversight.  Queen. 
You have reason Titus, and I shall Judge  
Ormasdes Act, as he deserves from me;  
Who with my Nation, am so much obliged,  
I must approve, whatever he will own!  
— Let the young Princess lodgings be prepared,  
Fit for my Friend, and Sister to a King.  Enter to them, Valeriana, Young Titus, Nearcus, and Servants. Queen. 
You are welcome Madam, and I am glad  
To have you on these terms; do not weep  
To part with, what your virtue could not keep!  Valerian. 
I am happy, by my unhappiness,  
For by your favour Madam, I may find  
Some remedy for my afflicted mind.  Queen. 
Be sure, what Cytherea can afford,  
Is yours; and all Cleandra does command  
With me rejoice, to see you safe returned;  
— But where is Ormasdes? I must chide him.  Nearc. 
He is retired Madam, to avoid your sight.  Titus. 
Ormasdes thinks it duty, and respect,  
Not to appear at Court, till you direct!  Queen. 
Pray fetch him hither now; I hope you can  Exit Titus. 
With me, forgive so Excellent a man!  
Whose passion never does his reason sway,  
But follows on, when virtue leads the way.  Valeriana. 
I have no anger to Ormasdes, since  
Young Titus did my Brother's crime relate,  
I hope this letting blood, will do him good,  
When this affront, at home, is understood!  Queen. 
Your Justice, and your Charity is great,  
And I do see no reason but you may  
Admit Ormasdes, in my company;  
I am informed, he has a slght hurt to!  Valeriana. 
My furious Brother will be glad indeed!  
That brave Ormasdes, by his hand does bleed.  
This accident, if you'll be pleased, to call  
My Brother back? may reconcile us all.  Queen. 
I never shall consent to his desires,  
Though I my anger, and revenge remove,  
In compliment to you, whom I do love.  Enter to them Ormasdes, and Young Titus. Ormas. 
Madam, if doing Justice, have displeased!  
I do repent, and now your pardon beg.  Queen. 
Since his great insolence, and your revenge,  
No Age can parallel! both must submit  
To such a censure as the World thinks fit.  Ormas. 
Your pardon Madam, is not all my suit,  
I beg your interest to obtain like grace  
From this sad Lady! my whole Soul is vexed,  
To see such innocence, so much perplexed.  Queen. 
I can now secure you there Ormasdes,  
She does discreetly Judge, what you have done,  
Was, what a man of honour could not shun.  
— Is not this truth Valeriana? speak?  [Valeriana stands surprised. Valeri. 
Yes Madam, I do think, I did say so!  [She sighs, and weeps. Q 
What sudden change is this? can your soft heart,  
Conceal a thought of ill? towards the man  
You have excused? and seemed to smile upon!  Nearcus. 
She does love Ormasdes, and I am lost!  Aside.] [Valeriana weeps. Qu. 
Pray leave us, all withdraw! to the next room:  [Exeunt. 
— What have I said? that can disturb you thus?  
Impart your griefs, and I will share in them.  Valeriana. 
I dare not show 'em with an open face!  Queen. 
And why, you cannot have a guilt so great  
That I cannot forgive; speak it freely.  Vale. 
Has not my face, my guilty heart betrayed?  Queen. 
I understand you not!  Vale. 
— I am safe then, and may my sorrow hide.  [Aside. Queen. 
Madam, what means this talking to yourself?  
While I stand by neglected! is your trust  
So great? that you can doubt I will be just?  Vale. 
I doubt myself great Queen, and fears not you;  [Aside. 
She's jealous of me, and my thoughts too true!  
She loves Ormasdes, and most unhappy I,  
Am forced to smile on my own Tragedy;  
I know no way to hide my broken heart,  
Unless I do immediately depart!—  
— Madam, I beg your Pardon, and your Pass,  
I must begun, lest I too late alas!  
By my distempers here, deserve your blame,  
And raise my memory, eternal shame  Queen 
You are not well sure, this distracted talk,  
Requires Physicians to consult; I'll send;—  Vale. 
Oh no! there needs no more consult for this,  
You only can restore me unto bliss!  Queen. 
And can you doubt, that I will not?  Vale. 
I fear so!  Queen. 
What I can do, be you assured, I will.  Vale. 
What I desire, may be more prized by you,  
Then is the Citherean Diadem!  
— Will you know now? and if not grant! forgive?  
For I am desperate on the sudden grown,  
And am resolved to make my weakness known.  Queen. 
Speak it aloud, or in my bosom breath,  [Embraces her. 
The troubles of thy soul, let not a thought  
Be hid, but freely show, how much you trust  
My love, and you shall find me kind, and just.  Vale 
Do not you Madam, value Ormasdes  
Person? and his service above all men's?  Queen. 
Yes, I do.  Valeri. 
You are Just, and Worthy;— and I am—  [Valeriana faints. Queen. 
Help, help, some help there!  Enter Ormasdes, Titus, Nearcus, and Ladies, who take up Valeriana. Nearcus. 
'tis love, upon my life!  [Aside. Queen. 
Leave us again, the dangers over now;  Ormas. 
I beg your permission to retire.  Queen. 
My best wishes still attend Ormasdes.  Exit Ormasdes, with the rest. Valeria. 
What can I say, t'excuse what I have done?  Qu. 
Speak plainly your full thoughts, & I'm your friend;  
But if you longer dally with my love!  
You will my friendship, unto anger move.  Valeri. 
I know you have discovered by my words,  
That your Esteem of him, you boldly own,  
Becomes the ground of my distraction;  Que. 
You love him then! that look declares it now!  
And so do I, or I would ne'er consent  
To give him unto you; if this cure grow  
Within my reach! Ormasdes shall be yours.  Valeri. 
Is not your Majesty engaged to him?  Queen. 
Indeed, I am not so in love with him,  
But I can second your desires; and will  
With all my power endeavour to persuade  
Ormasdes that he meet with open arms,  
So great a blessing by the Gods defigned;  
Though I must part with what I value most,  
Your passion, never shall by me be crossed.  Valeri. 
Madam, your kindness to me flows so fast,  
That I am now in danger to be lost,  
By my abundant joy for this success  
You give, of unexpected happiness.  Que. 
Remove these sullen clouds from thy fair Eyes,  
And be thyself again, for I will show  
Ormasdes suddenly how great a bliss,  
The heavens prepare to Crown his Virtue with.  Valer. 
The Gods reward you with your highest wish!  
That you may never want what you desire,  
My spirits fail so fast! I must retire.  [Exit. Her Maids lead her off, leaning on them, and showing much weakness. Queen. 
Do so; what's this, I have so rashly done!  
Thrown off Ormasdes I depend on!  
Must I persuade him quit that Interest here,  
Which for my sake, he purchased so dear!  
— How ill shall I repay his service past?  
If I advise, this banishment at last;  
What a rash promise, has my pity made?  
By thus proposing my improper Ayed!  
Though by the secret charms of sympathy,  
Her passion won my reason to comply,  
I must on this employment Titus use,  
My Honour will my active part excuse.  
— But if his Arguments should not prevail?  
And by my nicety, the business fail?  
— If she should perish so? and I repent  
To late, that ill! which I may yet prevent;  
— I must about it then, and lose no time,  
Lest my nice compliments do prove a crime!  
— My faith is past, and I will now proceed,  
Though b●…e Ormasdes do condemn the Deed▪  Exit with Train. Enter Nearcus, with Valeriana, in her Chamber, her Ladies stand off, but go not out. Nea. 
Madam, my desperate State, and high transport,  
You may complain of, though not blame me for't;  
Your eyes, like bright misguiding fires, betray  
My wand'ring soul, and make me lose my way.  
'tis now too late, to see that I am lost,  
led by those guides, to this obdurate coast,  
Where neither Rocks appear, nor crossing▪ Tides;  
Yet this expected safety, ruin hides!  
— But I must claim you by a solemn vow,  
Made in the sight of Heaven; and am come now,  
To prove my Birth, which you will not deny,  
Is with your own, of equal Quality;  
These are such Arguments for your consent,  
I cannot think, you dare your vows repent.  Vale. 
It cannot well be thought, and much less said,  
That I repent a promise, never made;  
How could such hasty words, strict vows appear?  
Which my surprise, than made me speak in fear!  
When you to seize me, stretched those Lion's paws,  
And threatened against all Hospitable Laws!  
Worse than Death to me; what might I not do?  
To get from such a Monstrous Beast as you!  Near. 
Did my humility such danger threat?  
Or my submission, with such horror treat!  
Were it even so, as you yourself have said!  
I might my own conditions, then have made.  Vale. 
Did you not all my Servants first exclude?  
And me into a loneness so delude,  
As that no rescue could be had! to free  
Me from your Traitorous Captivity.  
When you with humble looks, strong fetters laid,  
And words let fall, which made my soul afraid;  
And caused me use some little Art, to gain  
Your trust, that I my freedom might obtain.  Near. 
'tis true indeed, and you reproach me well,  
Or else you might another story tell!  
For I confess, I did too much! to prove  
The humble passion of a gentle Love;  
And much too little, now to justify  
My high affections, or my fact deny.  
Had I with vigour my first step pursued, (newed.  
You might have wished my vows, with yours re  Vale. 
You talk, as now, I at your mercy were;  
As if you still might threat; and I must fear!  
But I shall make you know yourself, and me,  
If you proceed not with more modesty!  
And shall soon let Cleandra understand,  
How well you Treated me! on her command.  Near. 
Though I do shake, and tremble at your frown,  
Cleandras' anger, cannot bow me down.  
For if my suffering no compassion move,  
Nor your past vows, make you regard my Love!  
You shall then see, how little I esteem  
This Life, you will not with a smile redeem!  Valeriana. 
I am not thus ingrateful as you say,  
So I may be secured another way;  
— I did not threat, till you aspersed my Name,  
By this false promise, you unjustly claim.  
For though your Birth flow from a Noble Spring,  
'tis something less, than Daughter to a King.  
And more, I must the secret now impart,  
That brave Ormasdes long since, had my heart.  Near. 
Madam, I have no Plea beyond my Love,  
If that, do of too mean a value prove!  
Think how your honour stands engaged by vow,  
And that my all depends upon it now!  
Yet here I do before the Gods profess,  
To quit my Title, if my birth be less!  Vale. 
From Nearcus, the Gods will me protect,  
Who boldly must a subjects claim, reject.  Near. 
Which I am not; but a Prince Nobly born,  
As is Cleandra! though you now do scorn  
The Man, who laid his greatness at your feet,  
Without a thought, of Royalty to meet!  
Your Virtue, and your Beauty did engage  
My heart to Love; and did create that rage,  
You now so much condemn; and makes me sha●…  
I did no more, who was so much to blame!  Vale. 
You do amaze me! knows Cleandra this?  Near. 
She yet does not, but must do, when I plead  
My Title to Valerianas' Bed.  
For Madam, you can only now be mine,  
Made so by humane Laws, and by Divine.  Vale. 
What ere you are! I do much scorn to think  
Of being compelled and will strong poison dri●…  
Rather than be by such a trick betrayed,  
Or of your scandalous reports, afraid;  
Your first attempt was base; and now as vain  
Your hopes are; you are a Prince! I do disdain  
To have a thought for him, who poorly can,  
Demand, what's given to another man.  
I must this Injury at last reveal,  
And to the Queen, for Justice now appeal.  Near. 
I am content, then let Cleandra Judge,  Vale. 
I'll hear no more.  [Exit with Ladies. Near. 
What a strange heat I feel, that always burn,  
Yet do not waste, cannot to Ashes turn!  
But like a fire-flaming Statue stand,  
To warn the World, not to approach this Land;  
Ye Gods! how cruel is your doom? that she  
Melts not; but should an Icy Mountain be,  
Of power to kindle such tormenting fires,  
Where her own frozen heart has no desires.  [Exit.  

THE FOURTH ACT.  Enter Cleandra, with Ormasde●…, the Lords, and Ladies stand off. QUEEN. 
I shall allow your Argument for War,  
If the Treconian do provoke so far!  
But how shall I, Valeriana free?  
From her fierce Brothers great barbarity;  
And how Estate her in her Mother's Land!  
If her mad Brother, should that right withstand!  
Though she do now desire but what's her own,  
If he should die; She must Ascend that Throne.  Ormas 
I have heard so, and that, by my rash Act,  
She suffers, which makes me repent the Fact!  Queen. 
Her virtues, do her beauty far excel,  
And in my judgement, have no parallel;  
What is your thought? will not the man be blessed?  
Whom Cod with such felicities invest!  Ormas. 
I doubt not Madam, her perfections may  
In hearts of Men; above her Sceptre sway.  Queen. 
She has won me, to a concern so high,  
As if my own, were the same Destiny  
With hers; my thoughts do labour where to treat  
A Marriage with some Prince, worthy so great  
A Queen; can you Ormasdes find me one  
To recommend? will Greece afford us none?  Ormas. 
Madam, if Cytherea can produce  
None fit! for Greece, there will need no excuse;—  Queen. 
I think so too, unless Ormasdes will  
Himself, thus my prophetic soul fulfil!  
That does such glories, and such joys foresee,  
As may endure unto Eternity.  Ormas. 
Me Madam, does your Majesty think me  
A man worthy of so great Felicity?  
Alas I am too old, now to begin  
To Love! you may as soon learn me to spin;  
— My Sword, and Armour, into Needle's turn,  
As teach my Age in Youthful flames to burn.  Queen. 
'tis you Ormasdes, are the man so blessed,  
Her love to you, she has to me confessed;  
And me in honour has engaged to try,  
If I can now persuade you to comply.  Ormas. 
Madam, I hope you do not thus abuse  
Your servant, cause my nature does refuse,  
Such correspondence with your Sex, as might  
Engage a braver Man; Oh do not fight  
Against my weakness! that must now confess,  
I never unto Lady made Address;  
And only chose this solitary place,  
That I might here some quiet thoughts embrace.  
— Sure Madam, you mistake; how can it be?  
That she should covet such A●…tipothy!  
— Can the good Gods to her be so unkind?  
To let such excellence, become so blind?  Qu. 
Think you herself knows? what herself desires?  
Or that she has no sense, of those quick fires,  
That do consume her! can you doubt such Love?  
Which through despair, did then so mortal prove!  
That but to name Ormasdes, she did Die,  
Till you appeared, to change that destiny;  
— And when you all retired, she did confess,  
Her life depended on her good success;  
Your Glorious Acts had raised so loud a Fame,  
That she was first in Love with your great Name!  
Which brought her hither, with a full intent,  
To Judge, and Justify, that Argument.  Crm●…s 
Madam, I must believe what you avow,  
And do so far your Argument allow,  
That it has raised in me, a greater war,  
Then I was ever in; and am so far  
From slighting this affair, that I descry,  
My certain Ruin, by this Victory.  
The Gods cannot afford less punishment,  
If I refuse to hear! and if consent!  
I'm lost, to all my joys on Earth; for Fate  
Has not in store, nor can the Gods Create  
An evil, I fear more, then to deny,  
What you command; though a sad Destiny;  
— Can nothing less than my destruction? save  
This Excellence? from an untimely Grave!  Queen. 
If I could see this danger you foretell?  
Ormasdes harms, should make no other well!  
Though Valeriana do my pity move,  
Ormasdes friendship, is before her Love  
In my esteem; but if this match unite  
Your hearts? it will our Children then invite,  
To imitate our friendship, and so tie  
Fast knots, for everlasting Ametie.  Ormas. 
My mind can move my body any way,  
But my hard heart, will not my will obey;  
My utmost power, my soul to mourn shall teach,  
'Cause my Affection, is beyond my reach!  Queen. 
If you oppose not, but your ear will lend,  
I doubt not, but the Gods your heart will bend  
This way, and your good nature in short time,  
Will make you wish for, what you judge my crime.  Ormas. 
Although I cannot, wish, and must not choose,  
I would not Madam, willingly refuse  
What you advise; but boldly meet my Fate,  
That no one thought, may a vain fear Create,  
Lest you should judge my slackness, for neglect,  
Because I grasp not, what I can't affect.  Queen. 
Can you such pleasure taken, in this disguise?  
Be thus retired? and all that's good despise,  
When offered! do you fear? or scorn to meet  
This Excellence, now fallen at your feet!  
— Is your great heart Ormasdes, only made  
For dangerous attempts? shall it be said?  
This Paragon of all our Sex! now dies,  
Because Ormasdes, does her Love despise!  Ormas. 
No Madam, I do suffer more, than she  
Does for herself! hers, is my misery;  
I dare not virtue, with vain hopes abuse,  
I cannot love; and therefore do refuse  
To dally with so bright a Saint, whose Shrine,  
Compels all hearts to bow before't, but mine;  
I am not capable of Love; not blessed  
That way! my heart's with other flames possessed.  Queen. 
All flames you feel, would vanish, did you see  
Valeriana in such misery  
As she endure! now fetching her last breath,  
Enquiring your health, neglecting her own death.  
Thus my compassion has her sorrows learned,  
I weep her tears, while you stand unconcerned!  Ormas. 
Madam, your passion does my pity move,  
Though my dull heart cannot consent to Love;  
My resolution is now fixed; I'll try  
Myself to vanquish, or her Martyr Die!  
— I swear, I did not hear that she was ill,  
And now it does my soul with horror fill,  
For her concern; no danger is so great,  
But I will rather die in't, than retreat.  Queen. 
'tis bravely said, but dare you try the effect,  
Of one short visit? after such neglect!  Ormas. 
Thus provoked! if your Majesty stands by!  
I will not such a visit now deny.  Queen. 
You speak, and look, as if you meant to fright,  
Much rather, then revive her by your sight!  Ormas. 
Madam, to Compliment, I have no skill,  
Nor can be pleased, if loved against my will!  
Yet sensible, and civil, I can be,  
Though it do prove unfortunate, to me.  Queen. 
When shall I bring this comfort? to revive  
Her fainting soul; if she be still alive.  Ormas. 
Is she really so weak; so soon grown  
Thus ill? I have no skill, in this unknown  
Mystery of love! but will boldly try,  
What I can do, for her recovery.  Queen. 
High passions do weak bodies sooner bring  
To the Graves mouth, than any other thing;  
Her despairs, are of a much longer date,  
Though sudden sickness do break out thus late;  
— When I your humour, did at first rehearse,  
And showed, how your whole life had been averse  
To Love; she sighed, and presently grew pale,  
Despair that minute, made her spirits fail;  
And so transported by her fancy, fell  
As if my doubts, had rung her passing bell.  Orm. 
Though I cannot speak, nor do yet know how  
To look; I'm ready to attend you now!  Queen. 
I fear, so sudden, and so great a joy!  
As your approach; may equally destroy!  
Let me her heart prepare, that by degrees,  
She may but hope retain, before she sees  
The comfort, that your visit brings; and than  
Ormasdes may ere long, prove best of Men.  Ormas. 
Madam, I do myself to you submit,  
Pray order me in all, as you think fit.  Queen. 
You shall then stand unseen, while I do tell  
This welcome story, which will make her well.  
And then by what you'll see you may observe,  
How my true friendship will from both deserve!  
Who have no wish beyond Ormasdes good,  
When time shall make me rightly understand.  Ormas. 
Madam, I have now no more to say,  
But that I will your Majesty obey.  Queen. 
You shall not stir Ormasdes till I send.  Exit Queen and Train. Enter to him Nearcus. Ormas. 
Did you not meet Cleandra going out?  Near. 
Yes, but I have business of importance,  
Pray let us withdraw, and be more private.  Ormas. 
Come this way then:—  They go out, and Re-enter. Ormas. 
Why have you drawn me to this inner room?  
Is the secret, of so piercing quality?  
That fewer walls than these, cannot contained!  Near. 
It is my Lord of a high nature grown,  
I must impart it to yourself alone;  
— You and I, must kill one another now;  Orma. 
May not I live? though you are pleased to die?  Near. 
No Sir, since 'tis decreed that I must die!  
I am resolved to have your Company.  
— There's a sword, the same with mine, defend you.  Ormasdes. 
Hold a while:—  
— May not I know the cause of this hatred?  Near. 
I have no hatred, yet endeavour, must  
That we together may revert to dust.  
Though you by chance have robbed me of my right  
— I'd not outlive Ormasdes, if I might!  Or. 
From whence does this strange kindness to me grow?  
Say, for I will not fight, until I know!  Near. 
This then, will teach you to defend yourself:  Runs at him; he put his Sword by, and holds him. Ormas. 
I shall call my Servants, unless you now show  
The cause of this distracted fury?  Near. 
I will:—  [Lets him go 
— Valeriana's my Quarrel;  
She throws neglects on me, and dotes on you.  Ormas. 
You are mistaken sure, and much abused!  
It is not possible!— She dotes on me!  
Who never Courted Lady in my life!  Near. 
By all that's good, she told me so herself.  Ormas. 
This must be some design, beyond my reach!  
But if true? from whence does my guilt arise?  
Who never heard of your pretence, till now!  
Nor have a serious thought for hers, to me;  
If such a folly, do her heart possess;  
Am I to answer for her guiltiness?  Near. 
I do accuse you, of no guilt at all;  
But joy to think, if by my hand you fall;  
It will Create in her such misery,  
As will adorn my death with Victory.  Ormas. 
If such revenge, and malice you intend?  
Where is the Love, that you so much pretend?  Near. 
We'll talk of that, as our two souls expire;  
She flattered me with hopes, that blew my fire,  
She threw out vows to marry me, and now  
In hope of you, disowns that holy vow.  Ormas. 
Made vows to marry you! and yet love me!  
Pray show me how, this story does agree?  
I swear, I never had a thought of Love  
To Lady in my life; and will now quit  
The interest you pretend, rather than fight—  
For such imaginary Dreams, as this.  Nearcus. 
You must Fight.  Nearcus offers at him, he rings a Bell: Enter Servants. Ormas. 
No; disarm him,— so, now leave us alone,—  [Exeunt. 
— Nearcus, I have loved you, and shall still,  
If you'll permit!— what does this story mean?  Near. 
By Hea— Valeriana did engage  
To marry me; if my birth equalled hers!  
But now reputes, in hope to marry you.  Ormas. 
This story grows stranger, and stranger still  
Does your birth equal hers? on which you ground  
Your Title, and on which her vow was made.  Near. 
It does Ormasdes, and did hers exceed,  
When I first urged that sacred vow she made;  
She but a Subject, unto me appeared.  Ormas. 
And are you other now?  Near. 
Yes, have you not heard that Prince Orontes,  
Brother to our late King, had a young Son  
Called Leonatus, who by sad mishap,  
Fencing with the Prince, hurt him in the Eye,  
Of which hurt he died; and the King, enraged,  
Made vows to Sacrifice the Murderer;  
As if the mischief, purposely were done!  
In order to his own Succession;—  
— (After Cleandra;) who was then married  
To a young Prince in Greece, and settled there.  Orm. 
I'ave often heard the Queen, with sighs lament  
Her Brother's loss, by that sad accident:  
And say, she pitied Leonatus' death,  
As innocent! for that unhappy youth,  
She heard, was drowned, endeavouring to escape  
Her Father's Vengeance, he unjustly vowed.  Near. 
She was misinformed my Lord, he yet lives;  
'Twas by this fatal hand, her brother fell;  
And I accursed, that have thus long survived!  
To fall a mis-becoming Sacrifice,  
To Love; by a disdainful Lady's Eyes.  
After so long concealment, and so safe!  
By Old Nearcus, put in this disguise,  
Bred as his Son; but now▪ I Life despise;  
And call to have that Justice on me done,  
Which I have used much industry to shun.  Ormas. 
You tell me wonders, of a different kind,  
Of which I shall inquire; and if I find  
Valeriana stands engaged to you?  
And all this story of yourself, prove True!  
I will my best endeavours soon employ,  
This gross mistake of me, to rectify.  Near. 
If my address, do find no good success!  
The business of my life, shall be to die,  
And whether by your hand, or by command  
From our great Queen? it is the same to me,  
The Princess must my Life, or Death decree.  Ormas. 
I shall conceal your Name, until I see,  
I may reveal it, with security;  
And in few hours, if my desires succeed!  
You shall from all your doubts, and fears be freed.  Near. 
You will oblige me ever, if you do!  [Exit Nearcus. Ormas. 
My hour is come, to wait upon the Queen,  
Unto Valeriana, where this News,  
I hope will bring me off, from the first Rock:—  
— By Valeriana to be thus loved!  
And by Cleandra, for another wooed!  
And by Nearcus killed, I know not why!  
To me is a new kind of Mystery.  [Exit. Enter Valeriana, brought in very weak, lying in a Couch, with Physicians, and Servants; She speaks very faintly. Valeri. 
Is not the Queen returned to Court yet?  Lady. 
No Madam.  Valeri. 
I wish she were; my heart dessolves so fast!  
That I do find, I shall few minutes last.  [She faints. Doct. 
Your fancy, does your weakness much increase,  
This passion, is the worst of your disease.  Enter Queen, and Ormasdes, she sets him to stand unseen. Doctor. 
Oh Madam! you are much wished for here;  Queen. 
Let all withdraw, I must be private now,  
Only do you Ormasdes stand unseen;—  
— How is it with my friend?  Vale. 
I'm glad that you are come to close my Eyes,  
My spirits waste so fast, that I must die!  Queen. 
I hope not yet Valeriana.  Vale. 
Alas Madam, I had not lived till now,  
But for the joy my broken heart conceives  
In hopes to hear Ormasdes is grown well.  
Before I leave this world.  Queen. 
'twas the distemper of an Ague fit,  
And he is now so far from being sick,  
That he without, begs leave to visit you.  Vale. 
Me, did you say? to visit me Madam!  
Will Ormasdes visit me? is it so?  Queen. 
Yes, He's without, and does by me desire  
You will admit him;— Why are you silent?  
Now my endeavours prosper to your wish!  Vale. 
Does wise Cleandra think it will be fit?  
That I in such a passion leave this World!  
As I shall do, if I see Ormasdes!—  
— I shame to think that he should see me die,  
Yet cannot choose, but wish it heartily!  Queen. 
Shall I call him in then? why do you doubt?  Vale. 
Oh Madam, I dare not see him, must not!  
You have said something, to bring him hither!  
Makes me fear to see him; it must not be!  Que. 
Pray see him, and let this great crime, be mine;  
His presence, may your troubled heartrevive.  Vale. 
He cannot Madam, for 'tis now too late!  
I do feel here, the heavy hand of Death  
Is crushing me to Air.  She faints in the Queen's Arms. Queen. 
Ormasdes your help! she dies, she dies!  He draws, and proffers to kill himself. Ormas 
By all our Gods, I will die with her then!  Queen. 
She lives again! Ormasdes your help now;—  He flings away his Sword, and helps. 
— So let her head lie a little from us.  He knelt, and holds her hand. Ormas. 
For Heaven sake Madam, tell what I must say?  
Or what now must do? is she not dead still?  Queen. 
Does not her hand inform you, that she lives?  
Is it not warm?  Ormas. 
Oh yes! 'tis warm, but I, who never dared  
Thus boldly touch a Lady's hand till now;  
Understand not how to use it, as I ought!  [He Kisses her hand. Que. 
There needs no other kindness, than you show,  
— How is it now Valeriana?  Vale. 
Well Madam to well, I fear, to last so:  
I dare not look that way, because I blush  
To think how I have scandalised my Sex!  
And how Ormasdes now is justified!  
In his contempt of Women, for my sake!  
I have no power to take away my hand,  
Yet dare not own, to leave it with him longer.  Ormas. 
Oh why? what has Ormasdes ever done?  
Justly to merit this dissertion?  Vale. 
Pray Madam, say something in my behalf;  
Either to hide, or to excuse my shame.  Queen. 
Turn this way then, and let your Eyes excuse  
That guilt, which will Ormasdes disabuse.  [They turn her.] Ormas. 
She looks desperately ill!  Queen. 
'tis only weakness, and no danger in't;  
Pray call her Servants, and let us retire.  Ormas. 
Retire! you have engaged me now so far,  
That I must see the Battle won, or lost!  
Before I can consent, to a Retreat.  Queen. 
'tis late▪ and she must sleep.  Ormas. 
Why Madam, so she may, though I be by!  
I'll sit as silent, as the God of sleep,  
And here attend, while her tired servants rest.  Queen. 
You will not watch all night Ormasdes?  Ormas. 
Oh but I will Madam; watch night, by night,  
Till she recover! This is my fixed Post,  
Appointed by the Gods; not your command,  
Nor any force, has power to take me hence;  
While this good sword will hold for my defence.  [Takes up his Sword. Queen. 
Why so fierce, and violent Ormasdes?  
I am much joyed▪ to see you thus concerned!  
And on this quarrel, am not like to fight▪  
With such a man at Arms, by candle light!  Or. 
For Heaven sake Madam, pardon my rash words,  
And disrespect unto your Majesty;  
For I do scarce know what I say, or do;  
I am become a stranger to myself,  
So suddenly transformed, that I would hide  
Me from your ●…ight, if I durst stir from hence!  Queen. 
I will forgive, so you'll let me direct  
Your future actions, I'll your Love protect!  Ormas. 
If you'll command?— I gladly will obey.  Queen. 
You must submit, to what she does appoint.  Ormas. 
Most willingly.  Valeriana, sighs aloud, and weeps. Qu. 
Does our discourse, these sighs, & tears produce?  Vale. 
You have said nothing that will need excuse.  
These tears flow from joy, and gratitude,  
To you great Queen, who by this act, include  
More pious pity, then past stories tell;——  
To make Ormasdes counterfeit so well!  
- This thought raised those unruly sighs you heard.  
And Madam, now it makes my soul afraid,  
To see so great a courage thus submit,  
To flatter me, because you think it fit;  
— At your command, to put on this disguise,  
In kindness unto one, he does despise.  Queen. 
Do you then think his kindness counterfeit?  
Can his great soul consent, to such deceit?  Vale. 
I can yet find no argument, for ground,  
To change so great contempt, as I have found,  
Into so high esteem! as he does now,  
By your advice, in charity allow;  
That my last minutes, may some pleasure have,  
He yields to send me smiling to my grave.  Queen. 
You cannot judge so ill, of him you love;  
Nor can so brave a man, so worthless prove!  Vale. 
I do confess, I should be glad to find  
All real that I see; and his great mind  
The same brave Character he had, maintain  
Through his whole life; and not that glory slain  
But if't be real, this comes now too late,  
His kindness cannot change the course of Fate!  Queen. 
Think not of Death, for if you will endure  
The Trial? I will undertake the cure;  
I see your sufferings do compassion move,  
Which in most genrous hearts, does turn to Love.  Ormas. 
Madam, I know not what, you do call love,  
Nor how in that fantastic Sphere to move!  
I cannot talk the language Lovers use,  
When they design fair Ladies to abuse;  
Nor can I yet, by this experience guests,  
If Love, or a distraction, does possess  
My heart? give me but leave to watch this night,  
That while you sleep, I may my heart invite,  
To tell me what it ails! if it be Love?  
What all the World allows! I shall approve:  
And then, I'll rather die, then ere forsake  
What I avow, or what I undertake.  Q 
Pray Madam, give him leave to watch this night,  
Some serious thoughts may set his fancy right.  
He has lain often on the frozen ground,  
On less occasion, and more danger found.  Vale. 
I shall not rest then, though you think it fit,  
I shall condemn myself, if I submit.  Queen. 
'tis somewhat more than custom does allow,  
I must confess; but how to help it now,  
Who knows? you see he is resolved to beat  
Us all, if we but mention his Retreat.  Ormas. 
Pray let not this my first suit be denied,  
But give me leave to wit on yonder side,  
As silent as sleep self; my body shall  
Be fixed, as is that figure on the wall.  Queen. 
Let him Valeriana, pray consent,  
'Twill prove his honour, or his punishment!  Ormas. 
Who can have more care? who so fit as I  
To watch? who am resolved with her to Die.  
— Good rest unto your Majesty.  He leads off the Queen. Queen. 
He'll turn me out, if I refuse to go!  
— But why Ormasdes do you tremble so?  Ormas. 
This shaking fit may to a Favour turn,  
And I, ere day, in Love's bright flames may burn.  [Exeunt Omnes.  

THE FIFTH ACT.  Valeriana is discovered asleep on a Couch, with Doctors, and Ladies all asleep about her Ormasdes rises from the ground, at the Couch side. ORMASDES. 
ALl eyes are shut, all hearts can rest, but mine,  
I've something here, that will not let me sleep:  
— 'tis Love, I am bewitched, or it is Love!  
That thus disturbs my body, and distracts  
My mind; no other passion works like this!  
Well then, if it be Love! where's the wonder?  
The wifest, bravest, and the greatest men,  
Have been in Love as much, or more than I;  
— But why then was I, thus long without it?  
Why did not bright Cleandras' beauty burn?  
Why was not this fire kindled until now?  
How comes Valeriana by this power?  
To wound me deeper, than Cleandra did!  
My Kind, Loving Heart, how comes this to pass?  Valeriana sighs, and groans aloud. Ormas. 
Ha! Her spirit by that sigh informs me,  
That doubled groan, struck through my wauring soul,  
Oh thou Divinest power! what ere thou art!  
I do submit, Valerianas' groans  
Are all sufficient arguments for Love!  
It seems, my stony heart, was proof against  
All charms, but deep fetched sighs, & dying grons;  
By which, 'tis now made supple, and so soft,  
That it is ready to take any form;  
That sick Valeriana shall direct;—  
— Great God of Love, forgive my past neglects,  
And now restore this Lady to her health,  
Then I with Insense will thy Altars load,  
Thy Temple with those Trophies, now adorn,  
Which my whole life prepared, for Mars and Jove.  
Since they allow me to submit to love!  Valeriana wakes, and calls. Vale. 
Drusilla.  Ormas. 
Madam, your Servants do all sleep, but I.  Vale. 
I would not have waked you, Ormasdes.  Ormas. 
You have not Madam, I have not slept yet;  
Pray let your Servant know what 'tis you want!  Vale. 
I want assurance of a thing I doubt.  Ormas. 
Can I give you that assurance?  Vale. 
Yes.  Ormas. 
And will you not lay that command on me?  Vale. 
Do they all sleep?  Ormas. 
They do.  Vale. 
Ormasdes I would know, what I do fear,  
You are pre-ingaged never to tell me;  Ormas. 
By your fair self, I swear, I'm not engaged  
In any kind, but may, and will impart,  
What ever in my knowledge, you inquire.  Vale. 
My first doubts does still remain, that the Queen  
Upon assurance of my sudden death,  
Has won you, thus to flatter my last hours,  
Like glittering Sunshine upon dying Flowers.  Ormas. 
Madam, by all that's holy, she has not:  
What shall I say? what do? to gain your faith?  Vale. 
You have done it now; I am satisfied.  
And do believe all's truth, Ormasdes speaks,  
But I do sear this truth appears too late.  Orm. 
Why Madam? have you made yows against me?  
Will no repentance? nor no penance serve,  
To wash away my Sins against your Sex  
Will you, that Universal quarrel wed?  
And bring destruction, on your Servants head?  Vale. 
Vows Ormasdes, and those against you made!  
Oh do not take away the Joy you gave,  
By such a thought; I never wished, nor prayed,  
For blessing upon Earth, beyond your Love,  
Which you in charity, so amply show,  
That I do doubt I dream, what I enjoy.  Ormas. 
Madam, you do now misjudge my passion,  
To call that charity, which may be love  
For aught I know; this so late acquaintance  
With my new heart is short, and my transports  
So great, it must be madness, if not love:  
For, give me leave to swear, that I will know  
No other Joys than yours, nor thoughts admit,  
But with design to serve, and honour you.  Vale. 
I do now wish the Gods my life would spare,  
And make me worthy of Ormasdes care.  Ormas. 
Madam, you speak a Language of respect  
To me, who merit nothing but neglect;  
Your favours flow so fast, they over-whelm  
My heart with joys, and raise my soul so high,  
It turns amazement into extacy.  Vale. 
I should not talk thus, if I did not see't;  
'tis harder for you now to hide, then show't:  
I do not fear your passion will go less,  
But doubt by death to lose, what I possess.  Ormas. 
You cannot die Madam, I have no fear  
To find so great a curse, from Heaven sent,  
I only doubt I sleep! and fear to wake  
Lest this abundant bliss should vanquish quite,  
And so involve me in Eternal Night;  
May I'presume to beg a favour yet?  
Which will my fancy fix, and so confirm  
My doubtful soul 'tis real, and no dream.  Vale. 
You may.  Ormas. 
I beg that Ring you wear; but if of price  
Too great for me? pardon my Avarice.  Vale. 
'tis a trifle, ask something of more worth.  Ormas. 
Sure nothing can of greater value be  
If you repent, what you now promised me.  Vale. 
You ask, what is not in my power to give!  
My dying Mother with this Ring bequeathed  
Her curse, if ever I did part with it!  
But to the man I meant to make my Lord.  Ormas. 
'tis a charm not to be dissolved by me;  
Who dare not touch it, on the terms, you name;  
I was ambitious to wear it Madam  
But only as your servant, not your Lord.  Vale. 
It never can be had, on easier terms;  
Ormasdes you must have this, and me together,  
Alive or dead, you must have both, or neither.  Ormas. 
All my Limbs do tremble, at what I hear,  
I dare not understand the words you speak,  
Lest my mistakes do give you an offence,  
Beyond a pardon, for such impudence.  Vale. 
You do not mistake me, nor can you err!  
If you'll avow, this kindness that you show.  Ormas. 
By all our Gods, I think my flame is Love,  
I know no other name for what I feel,  
But if you doubt? propose a way to try,  
And as it proves, declare my destiny.  Vale. 
I will consider on some way to try,  
But must submit unto this drowsiness,  
For a minute's time, 'twill take me from you!  
Pray Sir, command the music now to play.  [He steps to the Door then.] [Music plays awhile.] Ormas. 
She has talked herself into a Repose,  
Now I will try to get alittle Rest.  
That my tired fancy, may at last be fixed.  Valeriana Counterfeits to sleep, Ormasdes lies on the ground by her Couch, and while he sleeps, she puts the Ring on his finger; then the Music ends. Vale. 
So— when he calls to mind, what I have said;  
He can expect no more, than I now give;  
— Great goddess of pure hearts, protect my fame,  
And this rash act, forgive; which frights me now;  
To such repentance, with such sudden pain,  
I am resolved to take it off again,—  She offers to take it off, and cannot. 
— His hand is so fast closed, I cannot do't;  
And to wake him in the attempt, is worse;  
Such boldness may a double censure get;  
I blush to think how rashly I begun,  
And now repent the folly I have done:—  
— His hand opens:—  
And now 'tis mine again,  
Oh blessed accident!  She takes off the Ring, Music plays; she sleeps in earnest, while the Music is. Enter the Queen, and Train. Queen. 
Wake them not; has Ormasdes walked to night?  
From that corner, hither, in his sleep?  
Did any of you hear them talk i'th' night?  Doctor. 
Not I Madam.  First Lady. 
Nor 1  Second Lady. 
I heard none stir Madam.  Ormasdes wakes and stirs up. Ormas. 
The Queen; is it so late?  Queen. 
You have had a hard Lodging my Lord.  Ormas. 
I have had the happiest night Madam;  
And am Richer far than both the Indies;—  Ormasdes starts, and looks distractedly for something lost. 
— Ha! I am undone, undone for ever!  Qu. 
What look you for my Lord? what have you lost?  Ormas. 
I had it now, just now, on this finger!  
I look for Treasure Madam, worth the World;  [He Searches. 
— 'Twas no dream, it must be here abouts!  
— I beg your pardon Madam, for this search,  
Which does concern my life, and honour too.  Queen. 
This is the strangest passion, I ere saw,  
Has your great loss, no name to know it by?  Ormas. 
Yes, I have lost Valerianas' Ring.  Queen. 
You did but dream, see, 'tis on her finger:  Ormas. 
How! 'tis so indeed, do I not dream now?  
Or do the Gods us men with shadows mock?  
When we do seek such great felicities,  
As they allow us not to have below!  
— What a strange height of bliss? am I fallen from?  Q 
Has this one night, such mutual friendship gained?  
That the prophetic Ring, could be obtained!  Ormas. 
I know not what to say, nor what to think!  
I know not when I sleep, or when I wake!  
Yet must believe that Ring, was mine this night;  
And I have lost that Treasure Childishly:  
Some kind friend strike me hard, that I may feel  
I now am waking; your pardon Madam  
For my disaster makes me almost mad.  [Valeriana wakes. Queen. 
How have you slept Valeriana?  Vale 
Very well Madam, for one so weak!  Ormas. 
Did you not wake about midnight Madam?  Vale. 
Not that I remember.  Ormas. 
Was ever man so much abused in's sleep?  Vale. 
Ormasdes, what means your disordered looks?  Queen. 
He finds his waking fancies are much less  
Delightful, than his sleeping happiness.  Orm. 
I dreamt Madam, that Ring you prise so much,  
Was this night, by you, put on my finger;  
When a thousand, thousand joys fell on me,  
Which now waking, I have no name for.  Vale. 
My Ring Ormasdes! and on your finger!  
And by me put on! 'twas a dream indeed!  
I hope, you do not waking, think it fit,  
That I, should waking do so bold an act.  Ormas. 
Madam, it does not become me to say  
I wish, what you do not allow; nor dare  
I tell so great a lie, as to deny  
The joy I dreamed of when I thought I saw,  
And did believe I felt, it once was mine.  Vale. 
'tis far from my serious thoughts Ormasdes,  
After such high passion, as I have showed,  
Now to raise any discontent in you,  
But do not lessen your esteem of me,  
By the acquisition of such favours,  
As you yourself in others would condemn!  
Have we not both, at first sight, done enough?  
To justify, what we profess; I fear  
Too much on my part, did not Cleandra  
Own all that she has done, on my behalf.  Ormas. 
I submit, and will wish, and think, and do  
What the wise Queen, and you advise me to.  Queen. 
Ormasdes has not lost his time I see,  
Nor my design for your recovery  
Fallen short! the gods in their good time will bring  
You to give, and him to accept the Ring.  
May your new friendship never know decay,  
But freely both command, and both obey:  
— I must now leave you for an hour, or two.  Ormasdes leads the Queen to the Door, and returns. Ormas. 
Madam, is this a fit time to inquire  
Nearcus Story? may I now desire  
You, to unriddle the bold claim, he makes?  Vale. 
You shall hereafter have it all at large,  
Only know now, he used a violence,  
In show, with such unparallelled deceits!  
Such insolent demands, so cunning couched!  
His threats, with humble looks, so plain disguised;  
That at first fight, I found, I was surprised;  
Then, to avoid his purpose, I was forced,  
To use such doubtful word●…, to bring me off,  
His madness did interpret his own way;  
While I was safe, by what I wisely said,  
To farther my escape, when so afraid!  
Thus was Cleandras' trust, and mine abused;  
A base treachery, was never used.  Ormas. 
You have informed me fully of his fact.  
I suddenly will find Nearcus out,  
And hurl such vengeance, on his cursed head,  [Aside. 
That all the World shall say, 'tis well he's dead.  [They carry off Valeriana.] [Exeunt omnes. [Enter Nearcus.] Near. 
'tis strange, I hear not of Ormasdes yet!  
If he oblige me really! I'm his,  
If not! I shall resume my first resolves,  
This his delay, begets more jealousies  
Than my impatient burning heart, can bear.—  [Enter Ormasdes.] Nea. 
— Now Sir, how have I prospered in your hands?  Ormasdes. 
As you deserve.  Nearcus. 
How is that?  Ormas. 
With much scorn rejected.  Near. 
Is that my merit, in your opinion?  Ormas. 
In mine, as in Cleandras, and in all!  
Who have heard the ground of your false claim,  
Which the fair Princess, and her Servants tell;  
— A Treachery so base, an act so foul!  
That all do think Nearcus has no soul.  Near. 
This you dare justify?  Ormas. 
I had not dared to tell it else! me thinks  
My looks might show, my business was to find  
You out, and now to let you know, I must  
Defend the Princess, in a cause so just.  
— Before I knew Valerianas' heart,  
Or was at all acquainted with my own;  
I Judged your cause, against her innocence.  
But now informed the right from all, I find  
No argument, in Justice to compel,  
Such a forced promise to Nearcus made,  
Should now to Leonatus be performed.  
Your juggling Arts, and your disguised Name,  
With your unworthy force, orethrows your claim  Near. 
You are become a subtle Orator,  
Since you conversed with Ladies; but I shall  
Your great Eloquence, with this steel convince;  
I am not to be frighted by big words,  
We now must try the temper of our swords.  Ormas. 
We must indeed, though I lament, my hand  
Should harm a man, unto the Queen allied.  Ne. 
Shall that scruple, & this good sword once more  
Teach you to call for help? as heretofore!  Ormas. 
I may change your opinion, with my own.  Near. 
Come then.  They Fight, Ormasdes runs him through, Disarms him. Ormas. 
Get Surgeons for Nearcus presently;  
My hurt is slight.  [Exit Ormasdes. Enter Surgeons, or Servants, who carry off Nearcus. Enter the Queen, in Valerianas' Chamber, with her, and attended by Old Titus, Old Nearcus, Lords and Ladies, a full Train. Queen. 
'tis by your good nature, Valeriana,  
That this man's evil spirit threatens us,  
Had you revealed Nearcus treachery!  
His punishment had suited with his crime.  Vale. 
Madam, I do confess my levity▪  
May have emboldened him to higher ills,  
Which my just complaint, might have prevented;  
But then, how hard a censure should I again?  
By ruining so Eminent a man.  
Who from his principles of honour fell,  
Through love to me; though I contemned his hopes,  
His passion made me pity his distress,  
So far, as his first error to forgive,  
In hope he might in better order live.  Queen. 
You argue well, and aught to justify  
Your gentle disposition, to forgive.  
Mercy, does 〈◊〉 young Princess, much adorn,  
But I am bound to vindicate myself,  
My Nation suffers, if I be not just,  
To puni●… crimes like this! I break my trust;  
He is the first, that ever dared asperse  
The Citherean Name, by such a fact,  
As no past Chronicle, can parallel!  
I shake to think, how great your danger was!  
And how much greater might have been my shame  
To trust a man, who values not his fame.  Vale. 
Let not his faults your anger higher raise,  
The punishment he feels, by ill success,  
Is a just doom, for his unworthiness.  Queen. 
His sentence must, to after times appear,  
Lest my story be blemished with a thought,  
That I, did wink at such a crime as this!  
My people will exclaim, the Gods will frown,  
If such a wickedness unpunished pass!  
He must dy●… Valeriana, his house  
Be burnt, the ashes scattered in the Air,  
With prayerst ' appease our Citherian Gods,  
We cannot offer a less Sacrifice.  Vale. 
For my sake, let his doom, be banishment.  
If I have any favour in your Eyes?  
Make not me guilty by that Sacrifice.  [She kn●… Queen. 
Rise Madam, you shall govern as you please.  Enter to them Ormasdes, and Young Titus. Queen. 
Ormasdes, are you hurt▪ by that vild m●…  Ormas. 
It is too littl●…, to be called a wound!  
I come now, to beg Nearcus pardon;  
'twas I that did enforce him to this fight.  Vale. 
And I, most wronged, who freely do forgive;  Queen. 
The wrong was done to me Valeriana,  
I put you in his power, my trust, he broke;  
My honour, for your safety, was engaged!  
Our Nation suffers by his Villainy;  
The Citherean honour calls for Justice,  
Against so barbarous a breach of Faith;  
Nor was it you provoked, but were compelled  
By him to fight, for innocence aspersed!  Ormas. 
Madam, though I shall never justify  
Nearcus actions; his misfortune may  
Admit excuse; Because humane nature  
Is subject to passions, which the best men  
Can never manage, as they ought! how then;  
May Valeriana's beauty guilty be?  
That did excite Nearcus love; and led  
Him into this distraction, past his power!  
To manage his own heart, (as we think best;)  
If so! 'tis she has turned him to a Beast;  
But when your Majesty shall call to mind,  
The gallant service by this Madman done;  
You will then pity his Distraction.  Enter to them Nearcus, brought in a Chair. Queen. 
What means this boldness?  Near. 
Madam, I come not to beg your pardon,  
But to justify my actions, and myself;  
Against Ormasdes, who does now withhold  
Valeriana, my betrothed Wife,  
Co●…rm'd by vows, in presence of the Gods.  Queen. 
Now Ormasdes! is he fit for pardon?  Ormas. 
Yes Madam, as a distracted person!  Near. 
Why do you wrong my person, and my cause?  
To call my just Title, a distraction;  
Do me Justice Cleandra, or give me death!  Queen 
You may have both your wishes in good time:  
Cleobulus guard him to the Castle.  Vale. 
Pray Madam, let his doom be banishment,  
Because his Crime, went not beyond intent.  Queen. 
Madam, he must thank you, for his life then;  
— Cleobulus see him a close prisoner,  
Until his wounds, permit his banishment.  Near. 
I do your proffered mercies, all refuse,  
And either Death, or Valeriana choose  Queen 
Led him to banishment: make him obey.  Near. 
Hold alittle:— Cleandra look, this way,  
'tis Leonatus calls; he who at foils,  
The young Prince your Brother, slew;  
And fled your Father's rage, (until his death!)  
Then sheltered by this borrowed Name, returned,  
And in Nearcus Family secured,  
By this disguise; lived as his only Son,  
Who died, as I returned;— is it death yet?  Queen 
No, this insolence, shall not change your doom,  
Nor your confest disguise, (long known to me,)  
Force a punishment beyond the merit  
Of that sad mishap! which I believe  
Was fatal accident! no purposed crime!  
Though my Father looked on his only Son,  
By your hand slain, with such revenging rage!  
As might his loss become, and him engage  
To throw out yows, that Justice should pursue  
So great a Traitor, as he then thought you;  
For your succession after me, became  
His fancy's object, which increased your blame.  
— But I, who have exactly been informed,  
Of my dead Brother's love, and yours, now must  
For that sad accident, to you be just.  Near. 
I'll rather quit my innocence, than own  
Your mercy, when you Justice do deny;  
Give me the fair Princess, or give me death.  Queen. 
I cannot with Justice, give you either;  
How can I, a free Princes will compel?  
Or how Ormasdes true pretence de●…y,  
Or how afford you death, for that offence,  
Which your unlucky hand, did act by chance.  Near. 
Would I had died, the day of my return,  
Since great Cleandra dares not do me Right;  
But suffers false Ormasdes to possess,  
What is my due; Tall your mercy scorn,  
And will the worst of Tyranny endure.  Queen 
I have employed you as my Brother's friend,  
Thus long not at his Murderer connived!  
And until now, by force compelled my face  
To frequent smiles, in favour of your worth,  
While my heart ached, to think what you had done!  
But you of late, unworthy our great Name,  
Have scandalised the Citherean Fame  
Boldly to own a Crime so great! as may incense,  
The world to question your first innocence.  
Which clearly shows, you are for mischief built,  
That dared to entertain so base aguilt!  
— My mercy may prove sin, unless betimes,  
My Justice do prevent your farther crimes.  Near. 
Must I be held? and baited thus to death!  
Be torn, and tortured by a woman's breath?  Queen. 
See my Command obeyed Cleobulus.  
— I shall take order for an Equipage  
Fit for your great birth, and shall now confine  
You to an Island near, from whence you may  
Return, if you outlive me, and mine!  
— Remove him hence.  Ne. 
Hold a while!— curse on, curse light on you all,  
For this unjustice, which you mercy cal●…;  
Tyrants, cruel Tyrants, your juggling▪ Art  
Lay by, and strike a Dagger through my heart;  
— If Ormasdes any honour have in store?  
He'll fight another bout upon the Shore,  
As I take ship; and if I chance to die!  
My soul shall then applaud thy Victory,  
And sing thy praise to the infernal Ghosts,  
That they may choose thee Captain of their Hosts,▪  
When thou comest down!— Let not a Lady's word  
Destroy▪ by piercing deeper than thy sword!—  
— Will you not answer? cruel, and unjust!  
Ye gods! why put you Sceptres into women's trust?  
Who crushes me to raise a Coward's Name!  
Whom I will in the Elysium fields Defame,  
No honoured Ghost of Troy, shall there own thee,  
The Grecian, and the Roman Souls, with me  
Will trample on thy Coward's neck with scorn,  
— Poor shadow of a gallant man, only born  
To lie in Lady's laps, perfumed, and curled!  
— I'll Post thee ●…oward, in the other World.  They force him away, on the Queen beck with he●… hand. Admi. 
'tis strange, that none of us should know him!  Young Titus. 
The general opinion he was drowned,  
Made us not see through his disguise;  Admire. 
But his strange passion does amaze me most.  
Ormasdes wedding, will his frenzy cure;  
When love does see no possibility,  
Desires, and hopes, will vanish by degrees.  You. Titus. 
We see despairs, work often other ways.  Queen. 
He has disturbed me, but I'll forget him;  
— Valeriana come, let us consult  
The Ceremony of your Wedding day,  
Ormasdes joys, and yours, will blow away  
The farther thought, of Leonatus' crimes.  Vale. 
Our Wedding Madam! I see no reason  
For so great a haste! now we are secure.  Or. 
Madam, since you have raised my hopes so high!  
It were a sin, to doubt my destiny.  
Yet say, when shall my thoughts so fixed remain?  
That I may never think I dream again.  Vale. 
Ormasdes, not too fast, we must proceed  
With much discretion, to so great a deed!  
The eyes of all this Nation, do behold  
Our actions, and may think my part too bold,  
If I again shall do; what I repent!  
It would deserve a double punishment;  
My overhasty Love, was once my crime,  
I must redeem that fault, by taking time  
To finish, what so violent begun,  
Lest into greater errors, I do run;—  
— A year or two's delay, will add much grace  
To our young Love, which Time cannot deface.  Orma. 
Why have you led me forth, with gentle gales?  
Into this dangerous deep? why filled my sails,  
With such propitious winds? as would convey  
Me safe to my wished Port, the nearest way.  
Why do you now abstruct this happy course?  
As if you wished for storms! or something worse!  
Why thus fo●… sake the Light? to sail i'th' dark,  
As if you sought out hazards, for this Bark,  
In which, you are the only freight, that I,  
Can fear to lose; by my mortality.  
Oh! do not then my Joys to time betray,  
Lest you do ruin all, by your delay!  Queen. 
How Valeriana! must this Scene of Love,  
Fall from its height? and now no farther move!  
Does your quick conquest of Ormasdes? make  
Him less worthy? when we such prisoners take,  
As might ourselves command! if they will serve!  
We cannot give them more, than they deserve;  
Consider well, lest you, yourself destroy,  
If thus, you do defer Ormasdes joy!  Vale. 
Madam, you, and the world too well do know,  
My Love to him, can now no higher grow!  
I only thus stand off, lest he despise,  
A conquest gained, without an enterprise.  
And that my injured Sex, hereafter may  
Judge of my innocence, by this delay;  
Honour forbids, that we in haste engage,  
Rash actions often, ill events presage.  
Though I, (like a tall ship that spreads her sails  
When she is carried on, with prosperous gales;  
To her wished Port!) do sigh, to be delayed,  
And blame the Remora, by which I'm stayed.  Ormas. 
Honour, and Fancy, at great distance stand,  
You have no argument for this command,  
But your own nice, unnecessary thought,  
By which your virtue, may become a fault!  
'tis true, that my neglects to woman kind,  
May urge, that I should now no favour find;  
Till my whole life be spent, to gain a bliss,  
To crown my latests hours with joys, like this!  
I do confess such judgement were my due  
From all the women in the world, but you,—  
Who have no argument, nor a pretence,  
Why you, should prove the Rod for my offence.  Vale. 
Ormasdes true, I only now would prove  
By some short time, the temper of your Love;  
And show the world, that mine was not in haste,  
Though its first motion moved so fierce and fast!  
It makes me blush to think, that this great Queen,  
And her whole Nation, have such weakness seen!  
As all commanding Love, forced me to show,  
Oh! 'tis a bold attempt, when women woo!  Ormas. 
What ere the vulgar think, great Princes may  
The dictates of their greater souls obey;  
'tis a self-doubting sin, when you alone,  
Dare not avow, what gods, and men do own.  Queen. 
These cautious ways, are only fit for such  
As have suspected virtues; you are much  
Above the reach of Censures;— 'twas I,  
That wooed him first, mine be the infamy,  
Who boast the active part, with the success,  
And would not for the world, it had been less!  
It does become me, now to see your hands  
United, as your hearts!— If my commands  
Be slighted! and myself not understood!  
When I require what's for your mutual good,  
I shall repent the kindness, I have shown.  
And wish, you never had Ormasdes known.  Vale. 
Madam, when you command, I must submit;  
— But will Ormasdes waking think it fit?  
Now to accept this Ring? and safer keep  
What he desires, than when he last did sleep;  
I had some pleasure, and no little pain,  
To put it on, and steal it off again.  
But now, since gods and you, do all agree!  
Receive this bond of my Captivity.  Ormas. 
I kiss the hand, that freely gives it now,  
May Thunder strike me dead, when I do bow  
To other Earthly Power, or wish a bliss,  
That Heaven can give, the Gods allowing this!  
Ormasdes heart, shall into incense turn,  
And in bright flames, before this Altar burn;  
So long as my fair Saint, does not despise,  
To look upon so mean a Sacrifice—  
— To you great Queen, I know not what to say,  
How to express a gratitude, that may  
Declare the glory of your life to be  
A perfect pattern, for Posterity.  Qu. 
Brave Lord, your Triumphs, & your Trophies still  
Increase our wonder! and our Nation fill  
With such Esteem, as all my people may,  
With Honour, keep your Wedding, Holiday.  
And in our Story, after Ages show,  
Friendship, and Virtue, did together grow.  
FINIS.   

Imprimatur,  
May the 3d. 1664. Roger L' Strange.   

PANDORA, A Comedy.  
LONDON, Printed by T. Mabb, For John Pleyfere, at the White Bear, in the Upper-Walk of the New-Exchange; And Thomas Hors-man, next Door to the Sign of the Three Kings in the Strand, 1664.   

The Names of the Actors.  

The Prince of Syracuse.  
Theodocia his Daughter.  
Pandora, a great Lady of the Prince his Family.  
Lindamira, a Lady of Quality.  
Lonzartes, Right Heir to the Principality.  
Clearcus, a Lord of the Prince his Kindred.  
Silvander, a Young Lord of the Court.  
Aristonicus, Three Counsellors. Clothero, Ormuseus.  
Teretia, Ladies Attending the Princess. Philora.  
Three more Attending Ladies. For Pandora. And Lindamira.  
Men-Dancers.  
Women-Dancers  
Sanga, and Lackeys. Geta.  
An Old-Woman.    

THE Prologue.  

Lover's to You I come, without a Bribe,  
From one that boasts himself of your own Tribe,  
And therefore hopes, that your good Natures may  
On his behalf, above your Judgements sway:  
What you'll see here is natural, all pretence  
He disavows, to Wit, or Eloquence:  
With Friendship he presents you, and with love,  
Such as are wont in his free breast to move,  
Such passions as he feels, our Author writes,  
And humours such, as he observes, indites:  
From Conversation bringing to the Stage,  
What he does think, will please the present Age.  
And if you do not grudge your time here spent,  
He will accept it for a Compliment.    

PANDORA: THE Scene in Syracutia.  
FIRST ACT.  Enter Lonzartes and Clearchus in long Grey Cloaks over their Rich clothes, with Sanga and Geta, two Lacques carrying Lanterns, the two Lords Enter a private House, the two Servants stay. San. 
COme Geta, our Lords have no more use of us, we may go sleep!  Geta. 
'tis a fair time indeed to sleep, when day begins to break?— this is a lewd life, that our Lords do lead.  San. 
Why man? the Night was made for labourers to rest; and for great Lords to Revel in▪ come away.  Geta 
My Lord, is not half so ill as thine.  Sanga. 
What's that to thee, or me, come away; we'll go to Beggar's Hall, and be as merry as our Lords.  Geta. 
No, no, I will no more sully my credit, in thy company; I converse with our tall Dairy-maid, who affords me Honours, thou canst not guests at Sanga! Oh the great Felicities! that do belong to chaste embraces?  San. 
I like Embraces well.  Geta 
I mean by Wedlock man.  San 
A Coxcomb thou art, and a Cuckold thou wilt be; adieu Fool.  Geta. 
Adieu Rogue.  Exeunt severally. A noise within, Re-enter Clearcus, and Lonzartes. in the Dark. Clearcus. 
Bots on thy slippery heels; we are undone!  Lonzartes. 
Let us draw, and stand upon guard, I hear some call within!  Cle. 
What was that strange noise, you made?  Lon. 
At the bottom of the stairs, I fell, which gave the Alarm to the dogs, and they waked all the Family!  Enter Old Woman. Woman. 
Oh my Lord! what have you done? all the House are up, pray stand close a while,— are you alone?  Cle. 
Yes, yes.  Exeunt Old Woman. Lonzartes. 
Thou art a very Villain Clearcus, thus to betray a poor Wench, that loves thee; and to force me accept a Favour, I abhor to think on.  Cle. 
Be the blame mine, I have no joy in any thing, unless my Friend Participate;— if I have any skill in Woman; you will thank me for this favour, and say, you never had the like of Angelica.  Lon. 
Suppose she will not consent? must I ravish her?— you say she knows not of my coming.  Cle. 
I swear she does not.  Lon. 
Would I were out again, these Romances please not me;— pray how must I proceed?  Cle. 
Thus, she is in Bed, the Room is dark, I'll entertain her with discourse, while you undress; then I'll retire, and soon return with Light, to let her see my friend and I, must be as one man to her.  Lon. 
I wonder all women do not hate thee, thou dost abuse all them that trust thee.  Cle. 
You are deceived Lonzartes, such silly girls, do take it for a compliment, to recommend them to a Noble Friend!  Lon. 
Well, I must now be subject to thy will, and do submit to do, what I detest!— me thinks this is a kind of Rape I undertake;— thou art too wild for my Converse Clearcus.  Clear. 
Hold your peace.  Enter Old Woman. Woman. 
Hist, hist, my Lord!  Cle. 
Here, here.  Wom. 
Give me your hand, softly, softly, follow me.  Exeunt Woman leading them off, holding hands. Enter the Old Prince of Syracuse, with Silvander, Aristonicus, Clothero, Ormuseus, and ●…rain. Prince▪ 
How does Lonzartes bear his Suppression Aristonicus? now he is full-man grown.  Ari. 
Like a wise man Sir, that will not seem to see, what he cannot remedy.  Pri. 
I have better thoughts for him, than he has for himself; if Clearcus spoil him not!  Ari. 
When more years have overcome some evils, incident to youth, I hope he will be worthy your highest favours Sir.  Primero 
Some of you should advise him to a little more sobriety, than Clearcus will allow of;— I apprehend Silvander, that the Corinthian will quarrel, for my refusing to treat his Marriage with Theodosia, whom I design another way;—— she has aversion to him.  Silius 
The Princes may be excused for her dislike, unto so fierce a man, the Corinthian Prince, is all fire, and fury, which does fright, not win affection.  Pr. 
If Theodosia will be advised by me, I shall provide better for her;— you know Lonzartes right Silvander! if he were reclaimed, I would wish him to my Daughter.  Sil. 
I have some thoughts Sir, that Lonzartes does Consort with wild Clearcus, and complies in all his Vanities, only to avoid your Jealousy, of his higher thoughts of interest in the State! he is no fool Sir.  Pr. 
I wish it prove not too much his Nature, to be so debauched, for he has not higher thoughts of State interest▪ then I have for him; he has been wronged Silvander, and I will endeavour to do him right if he'll be worthy of it.  Exeunt Omnes. Enter Lonzartes and Clearcus in a Garden. Cle. 
Why, this grave face to me Lonzartes?  Lon. 
Thou art so wild, that I have lost my credit by conversing with thee, which I must redeem, by keeping better company hereafter.  Cle. 
Wisely resolved, and in good time declared;— I have indeed observed, that you of late converse with Ladies, and delight in rich laced Satin, and in Silver Petticoats; as if you meant to turn Apostate, from the freedom we have had, and now seek your game in secret, my Lonzartes.  Lon. 
If I should, pray which is most Honourable? And most suitable to my Quality? The daily terror of getting such diseases, as inhabit your dark houses, has frighted me into better purposes.  Cle. 
Your Quality! I wish your 〈◊〉 had all the Ladies you desire, so I might have like freedom with their Maids.  Lon. 
I shall not spoil your Market, but leave you those cheap cattle, at your own price.  Cle. 
See the difference now, between your Pride, and my Humility; you have studied, learned discourses to, such as must justify your conversion (as you call it) but have never weighed the difference of our crimes;— such thoughts Lonzartes, do move, my tender Conscience, to take what I can find, for ready money; which I freely enjoy, without those frights you daily feel.  Lon. 
Thou dost mistake me, and exclaimest against crimes, I never understood.  Cle. 
You can counterfeit I know, and may cozen all the World but me! I will not give my freedom up, to such follies as you serve, to be Master of all your wishes.  Lon. 
I shall not labour to convert you, but will take leave to despise your mean ways, while you envy mine.  Cle. 
Envy! by Violinas eyes, I do despise you, and your ways, and will wager any thing you dare, that I enjoy this night a beauty more exact, than any cloth of Gold Dame you treat with, I envy you! no, I pity you Lonzartes, that after such experience, at your years, you should be fooled so;— confess now seriously, if you have ever met a better shape, a softer, or a whiter skin, or any more sweet, or more bewitching fair, and lovely, than my Angelica.  Lon. 
If I have not! what then?  Cle. 
Why? she shall be Fine, and rich ●…raid, when I so please! I can call her Sultaness too! and by my fancy, raise her above those, the World allows of.  Lon. 
I do believe thee, and thy fancy, alike Extravagant.  Cle. 
But why so serious on the sudden? and so dull? you shall have good Cheer, and good Company to night, at the old place.  Lon. 
I shall get an ill Conscience by it!  Cle. 
That sauce, agrees not with the Dainties we must feed on, pray lay by your Conscience, until morning.  Lon. 
I wish I were well rid of thee, all thy Rhetoric, shall never engage me, to meet such company again.  Cle. 
Why pray, how can you spend your time better?  Lon. 
I do begin to hate myself, and will love thee no longer.  Cle. 
Very good;— Are not you the most debauched man in Syracuse? (except myself!) how come you by this Impudence? to blush for going to a merry meeting? Is not your own Lodging, beyond a Scandal? are not all the Wenches in that Street, your Pensioners?— not love me! I will study to scorn you, and your love for ever; I despise a man that does forsake his Principles.  Lon. 
I begin to hate thy overmuch lewdness, and to see my own Deformities.  Cle. 
Not love me!  Lon. 
Come, I do love thee, too well I love thee, shall we go home, and put off this meeting?  Cle. 
Lonzartes, though I do love your Friendship, I do hate this Humour in you, that thus would lay a blemish on me.  Enter to them Lindamira and Teretia, not at first seen. Ter. 
See Lindamira, the two wild Princes are in our way, how shall we get by 'um?  Lin. 
Put on a confidence beyond theirs, and 'twill amaze them!  Ter. 
Can that be?  Lin. 
I'll be your Forlorn Hope, do but second me, and I'll secure your pass this time;— You'll see them start, shoot aside, as from a Baza●…iske! the honest woman!  Ter. 
Barbarous!— I have heard indeed, they eat all virtuous women!  Lin. 
They always look over us, as if they saw us not; but where they have an interest, or hope to gain it, they can like subtle Serpents, humbly creep, to flatter and betray.  He now sees the Ladies. Cle. 
A prize, a prize Lonzartes, each of us one; let us reconcile for this booty, and dispute at leisure;— you close walk invites;— which will you assault?  Lon. 
Neither, they are both virtuous?  Cle. 
Who knows that? have they done sucking?  Lin. 
Dost thou think there be none virtuous, beyond their infancy!  Cle. 
Yes, much too many, but I hope better of these; give me the woman, and keep her virtue to yourself:— I'll charge 'em both, there may be a Critical minute for me;— fair Ladies.  Lin. 
Hold my Lord, you are out at first, one of us is very brown I assure you.  Cle. 
You do not think yourself so, or if you do, you think brown the best Madam.  Lin. 
I do indeed, think my beauty such, as may prejudice your Lordship, if you dwell on it; which gave me boldness, to interrupt your set Speech; lest you engage passed retreating;— our business is to find the Princess.  Cle. 
And ours, to entertain those, who have nothing else to do.  Lin 
How would you entertain us my Lord?  Cle. 
As young Gallants, use to treat fair Ladies; with love, and our best service.  Lin 
I have no employment for so great a Servant as your Lordship, and for love, I understand it not.  Cle. 
That you may do is my ambition.  Lin. 
Nay, if you be come to ambition already! I guess your love will grow to such a Monster, in a moment, that I dread the thought on't.  Cle. 
You cut me off so short, you cannot apprehend, what I would say.  Lin. 
Therefore I do it, because I do not care to hear.  Cle. 
What have I done Madam, to merit this neglect from you?  Lin. 
In the behalf of all our sex, I am the chosen Champion, against all men, who do believe, all Women do admire 'um.  Cle. 
When shall I have leave to speak? that I may inform you better.  Lin. 
When I have done.  Cle. 
When will that be?  Lin. 
When I am gone.  Cle. 
How can you be informed in absence?  Lin. 
As much as I desire to know, I know already;— my good wishes shall attend your Lordship;— come Teretia; we may find the Princess in the other walks.  Exeunt. Lon. 
Now Sir, how do you like this Ladies mettle?  Cle. 
Why well, I like her, and her humour very well.  Lon. 
You thought her a sure prize.  Cle. 
I did but hope so at the first, now I am sure of her, she is my own, if ever we do meet alone;— by this severity, she has cozened Teretia, and you, and confirmed me.  Lon. 
I must laugh, to think how thou art mistaken, in this innocent freedom virtuous women use, and would give a good sum, to see thee but converse a month or two, with persons of Honour, which I believe would reclaim thee, and fix those virtues, now lost in a Chaos of wild actions.  Cle. 
I marry, if you could show me a woman, that would not be won; I would fancy some delight, to pass away an hour or two, at ilde times; but all that I do meet with, are mine, before I wish it; so that I am always forced to stand upon my guard amongst amongst.  Lon. 
That's no wonder, amongst those women you converse with;— shall I choose you a mistress? and if you get her! let the reproach be mine.  Cle. 
Shall she be worth my pains? if so! I will think on't, when I have time to throw away;— come will you go with me yet?  Lon. 
I'll stay here a while.  Cle. 
I'll go besore then, and make ready for you.  Exit. Lon. 
What pity 'tis, such parts should be so drowned!—  
Though I resolve to quit, I'm guilty still  
If longer I do countenance his ill.  Enter to him, as in the Garden, Theodocia, Pandora, Lindamira, Teretia, and Ladies, and Silvander. Theodocia. 
Lonzartes I have been laughing at Lindamiras relation of Clearcus humour; she says, she has abused him his own way, in the behalf of all honest women, whom he declares against.  Lon. 
The encounter indeed was pleasant, but the success is beyond her guests! for she thinks, that her neglects, have dashed his hopes, by which he is grown confident, that her seeming scorns, were only to dazzle our eyes, while he doubts not to gain an interest.  Lin. 
I wish him joy my Lord, of his quick Victory, the next encounter, will decide this difference of Opinions.  Pan. 
But how dare you Lindamira, enter the lists of wit? with young Clearcus, who has the sharpest tongue in Syracuse.  Lin. 
There is no contest so easy, his whole discourse to women, is ever of love, or something like it! and does believe that all our souls, delight in nothing else, which makes me interrupt him still as he begins, and never hear him out.  Sil. 
Is that civil, to a person, of his Quality?  The. 
Is he not angry, when you slight him so?  Lin. 
No Madam, I am his mirth, and he is mine.  Lon. 
If Pandora would permit! I do fancy his conversion might be wrought by her, and his Eclipsed virtues, made to shine brighter than his vices do.  Sil. 
'Twill be a noble undertaking Madam.  Lin. 
I wish he were within my cure.  Pan. 
We'll join our forces Lindamira, for I shall easily consent unto so good a work, as may reclaim so great a person as Clearcus; a man so near allied unto the Duke!— but how must this Charitable work be done?  Lon. 
If you Madam, will admit his visits? for a Month or two, the cure of course will follow; for he who never yet conversed with civil woman, will surely be concerned, when he shall see the harmless mirth, that virtue does allow, to persons of your Quality!  Pan. 
So, I be obliged no further then to civil visits, his birth does require that for him, which I deny to no man.  Lin. 
Leave the rest to me.  The. 
How happy are you Cousin, that may dispose of yourself as you please! I must speak, and look, and move, as my Father, and the State direct, me.  Pan. 
Great Princes indeed, are bound to some strict Rules, most Subjects understand not?  Lin. 
Your Highness complains without a cause, we hear the Duke will leave you to your own choice, only he will recommend.  The. 
When Parents recommend, 'tis so like command, it frights me to think whom it may be.  Pan. 
Now you are safe from the Corinthian, have no fear until you see occafion for it.  The 
I wish my dear Cousin, you would marry too, I should then like it better I now dread to put on that yoke, by all the World so much desired?  Pan. 
Will my being in the pound, get your Highness out off it? why would you have me run the hazard, to lose that happiness I now am sure of? by a single life;— If mwn did ever appear in their own likeness! we might choose some one, amongst many, worth the having, but in our fights, they are always disguised in such shapes, and humours, as they believe we like best, and so cozen us, and themselves too; for if they make us unhappy, it seldom fails, but we make them so.  Lin. 
No Oracle ever spoke truer; I am of your Sect Madam, (as to matters of Faith!) yet I would gladly have a Husband, though it be dangerous to put my heart into another's keeping (And as my learned Author says,) to give my freedom up, unto I know not whom! (nor ever can do, till I have him)— this were a sad condition Madam, if we had not the same Arts to cozen them, that think to cozen us.  The. 
Would I could get a merry heart, like yours I indamira.  Lin 
I'll present your Highness with a piece of mine, I have enough for both.  Enter Messenger. Messenger. 
Madam, The Prince calls for you;  The. 
I attend him, pray Cousin go with me to my Father.  Exeunt Ladies. Lon. 
A few such Excellent women would make this World a Paradise!— how have I walked in the dark, till now? how strangely been miss, by my affection to Clearcus? that have approved, and acted in all his ills; begun upon design, and led on, till custom has almost changed my nature, but will no more.  Enter Clearcus to him. Cle. 
How now Lonzartes? walking alone? take heed the Devil find thee not at leisure.  Lon. 
A greater than thyself, can hardly find me.  Cle. 
Very gravely replied, if I mistake not, you are whimpering after some great Lady, and now practising to play the fool wisely, to spend your time, adoring you know not who, nor why.  Lon. 
Thou art still i'th' wrong.  Cle. 
Let us meet then, at the old place to night.  Lon. 
That's a freedom, I shall never take more, you have converted me, beyond all the Homilies I ever read, you have made me ashamed of myself for being so long like you.  Cle. 
Oh Hypocrite! what new piece have you got? that I must not be trusted with; come tell me, and I'll cry up your Austere purpose, and rail at your conversion, as if I did believe it.  Lon. 
When you see me next in ill company, I am then that Hypocrite you mention.  Cle. 
Out upon these tender Consciences, they spoil more mirth, than they are worth; let old folks hear Homilies, while we enjoy the time we have, and not whine away our youth, on dreams of virtue, which signify we know not what.  Lon. 
Peace Clearcus, thou art not half so ill as thou appearest; but dost glory in talking worse, than thou canst be.  Cle. 
What should we talk of more than what we most delight in?  Lon. 
Of nothing less, because we often do delight in what we ought not own;— Is't not enough to offend the Gods through frailty, which perverse nature does invite us to; but we must provoke Heaven, beyond sense, and appetite, by our discourse, as if we studied to defy those Powers, we ought to tremble at.  Cle. 
I hate Hypocrisy.  Lon. 
And I abhor to aggravate my crimes, by such unnecessary boastings, as thy wild brain delights in; when I offend I am sorry for it, dost thou all honesty despise, all virtue slight?  Cle. 
How Lonzartes, will you confine honesty, and virtue, to the fruition of one woman only? Fie, what a scandal is this to mankind, as if there were no honesty, nor virtue but in such chaste breasts as yours? what an affront to this good company, pray speak Gentlemen, is any here of his opinion? can you Lonzartes show me one young man, that looks as he were guilty? or any so old, who would be thought so weak?— Is this a fit design, to set up your Title to the Dukedom?  Lon. 
I see this is not the hour for your Conversion.  Cle. 
Nor shall ever live to see that hour, I hope.  Lon. 
Nor you I fear, ever live to taste, and relish the true felicity obtained, by such a conquest on thyself; but I will pray for thee, and thy conversion.  Cle. 
I had rather your Lordship were at Jerusalem, then see that day of my conversion; what have I done Lonzartes? to deserve such ill from you, do not provoke me to a revenge.  Lon. 
Revenge, for what?  Cle. 
Can you ask for what? suppose the gods should hear your prayers, and turn my heart, how miserable a man were I, how should I spend my time, for forty years to come; Is it not enough to forsake your cause, but you must seduce me too? Lonzartes, if you pray for me, I shall curse you heartily; I dare stay no longer with him.  Exit Clearcus. Lon. 
If this brave man this humour could expel,  
His virtues would his vices far excel.  
I have put on this Cloak of wantonness only to avoid being thought a serious man, lest the Duke grow jealous of my pretensions to his Crown;— while the Duke is civil and I am safe;— he shall be so too?— But if I find designs against me; I have Friends, and force enough, to gain my right by this;— Oh but Theodocia does unman me quite;— when I look on her, all these high thoughts do vanish, and I become the humblest creature in the Court:—  
I have no Title, that I ere shall own,  
Unless she deign to raise me to the Throne.   

THE SECOND ACT.  Enter Lonzartes alone, Clearcus harkening at the Door. Lon. 
OH Cloris, Cloris! what strange unwonted pains I feel? what fears? what new disease conceals my blood?— if it be love, 'twill not offend the gods, because my soul does now rejoice to find, Beauty and Virtue so divine, that both may be well worshipped at one Shrine.  Clearcus' chaps him hard on the Shoulder. Cle. 
Are you talking in your sleep Lonzartes? or is it some divine meditation, thus transports you?  Lon. 
You are too rude Clearcus.  Cle. 
I cry you mercy Sir, you can be angry than I see; I thought your conversion, had set you above such passions, as we wicked men are subject too.  Lon. 
I do confess thou didst make me start, and speak hastily, but I am not angry, nor can be with thee.  Embraces him. Cle▪ 
I'll try your temper presently,— Oh! Beauty and Virtue so Divine, both may be worshipped in one shrine; Ha, ha, ha.  Lon. 
What of this, you heard me repeat an old Song.  Cle. 
An old Song to a new Tune Lonzartes: dost thou pray for my Conversion this way? must I get a Cloris to sigh after?— as thou dost;— I have heard all, and have observed thee too, I and do guests who Cloris is,— come, tell me quickly, that way to oblige me to silence; for if by my own skill, I do discover her, I'll lay thee open to the World, tell me who Cloris is, lest I tell thee; Adieu.  Exit. Lon. 
How can he discovee that I love, when I know it not yet myself?— Yet I may admire her, and by my adoration of her virtues.—  
Be by them, from all meaner passions freed,  
When this new virtue, shall my vice exceed.  Exit. Enter Geta. Geta. 
What the Devil ails my Lord? his wont mirth is changed into 〈◊〉, and twenty times a day, he sends me on sleeveless Errants, that he may be alone; I think Lord Clearcus will prove the wisest man at last;— I have been five times this morning to inquire, if the Princess be in health! if she be stirring, or if near ready! if she go to the Temple!— And after dinner I must inquire, if she have dined! if she comes forth in public! if she ride abroad; and thus twenty times a day, he tires me, with these silly Errants, when I might ask them all at once, and save much labour; I'll try if I can find some way to contract these Embassies;— 'tis well for my Lord, that his man is wiser than himself.  Exit. Enter Silvander with Lindamira, and her Maid. Sil. 
Do not my looks Lindamira enough express what I would say?  Lin. 
Yes, to me, who do discern your passion thus suppressed, more clear, then by those loud noises, which some Lovers most delight in.  Sil. 
But how shall I be assured, this is not Raliery?  Lin. 
Cannot you judge by my looks, as well as I by yours? what kind of security do you require? I have no Citizens that will be bound for my good behaviour!  Sil. 
A serious word or two, with a kind look confirmed, will secure me against the World.  Lin 
Will this look serve? and I am yours, suffice for words? with this hand given from my heart! engage beyond your wish.  Sil. 
It does, may I be—  Lin. 
Nay, no strange lines I beseech you, make me not jealous by professing more than I expect.  Sil. 
I am confirmed.  He Kisses her hand. Lin. 
I shall try your temper, if my merry humour hold!  Sil. 
'Tis that free Innocence, I most adore.  Lin. 
And that I can afford enough off, at an easy rate.  Enter Clearcus to them, Silvander goes off. Lin. 
Your Lordship was going another way, pray let not me divert you, my lodging is far off.  Cle. 
Madam, I have long sought an opportunity to kiss your hands there.  Lin. 
You may do it here, and save the labour of going so far for nothing.  Cle. 
Do you call that honour nothing, which I do prize above the World? and would give all my interest on Earth, to purchase one kiss of your fair hand, by a free consent.  Lin 
The World is little beholding to your Lordship, for so low a value, that will give all your interest on Earth, for a kiss of my hand, and this I must in civility, look, as if I did believe.  Cle. 
I'll swear it Madam.  Lin 
That's as easily done, as said, but I am hard of Faith.  Cle. 
How shall I obtain more credit?  Lin. 
I'll show you a short way; bring me a conveyance of half your Land, and you shall have two kisses of my hand, three if you please; and as you like your Market, you may have more, for the other half of your Estate! and this is much cheaper than to give all the World for such an honour.  Cle. 
Why do you mock me? who truly love, and honour you above all women! by those fair eyes I do.  Lin. 
How can I believe it? when I know you talk thus to every woman that you meet.  Cle. 
May my hopes ne'er prosper, if you are not the only object of my heart.  Lin. 
No touching good my Lord, my Affairs calls me away, I must be gone.  He proffers to kiss her hand. Cle. 
And I must wait on you home Madam.  Lin. 
I'll rather stay here this Twelvemonth, then give your Lordship that trouble.  Cle. 
Am I such a Monster, in the opinion of all Women, as you make me?  Lin. 
I must take care you make not me one;— Oh happy deliverance!  Enter to them, Theodocia, and Pandora, and Silvander. Cle. 
This is such a piece of nicety, as I ne'er met before;— these are no company for me.  Exit. The. 
Stay Clearcus, I would speak with you;— my Cousin Pandora tells me, you Court Lindamira, which herself does not much deny.  Cle. 
I am practising I must confess, how to talk to Ladies, and have learned some Speeches to that purpose, whereof Lindamira has had her share.  The. 
You have mocked her then! and intent her only for your mirth!  He makes a leg. Lin. 
Methinks his silence, and that leg, shows more love to me, than I know what to do with.  Sil. 
Excellent Girl! how she plays with his wanton humour!  Aside. Enter to them Lonzartes. Cle. 
Nay, if Lonzartes fall on me too? I shall be overwhelmed with wisdom.  Lon. 
Now there is some hope of him, his look is Civilised already.  Pan. 
Are you not pleased Clearcus? to see the whole Court concerned for you? to see yourself so valued, methinks it should stir up the Noble Blood of your great Ancestors, to set you on to such actions, as may outshine their stories, and not lose one day more, in your wild ways.  Cle. 
Madam, Your Language, and your Looks, agree with your great soul; I can be proud to be so taught, when the Princess Theodocia, and you direct, 'twere great stupidity to show neglect;— but in my Opinion Madam, one of a Family is enough to be a Saint;— 'twould take from great Lonzartes credit, and render his conversion no rarity; if I should become virtuous too.  The. 
Pandora, and I, are much obliged to you, for your good opinion of us, I wish all our Sex were so too.  Cle. 
My opinion and my practice, differ very much Madam; I do honour virtue in your Sex, as much as any man; but my Talent lies the other way, Lonzartes does enough Illustrate the Platonnick Name, and Eminently maintain, that high Seraffick flame, which is above my reach.  Lon. 
Tell me now Clearcus, is there not more relish in this Conversation? then with your Getinas, and your Angelinas'!— that blush shows well, there is some hopes of grace in that blush.  Cle. 
Hold your prattling, my conversion does not belong to you.  Lon. 
I hope I may direct you to a Lady, that will work that wonder.  Cle. 
Hold your peace then, till we be alone.  The. 
We'll be gone Pandora, and not hinder so good a work;— you shall neither of you go with us,— but if you please Clearcus, Lindamira may walk with you a little longer.  Cle. 
No Madam, I have enough of her already, she out-wits me; we shall ne'er agree.  Lin. 
I have got credit enough for a young Soldier, by my honourable Retreat, from so hot a charge.  Exeunt Silvander, and Ladies. Lon. 
Let us now pursue our Argument, for thy Conversion.  Cle. 
It comes on a pace;— what a fine Gentleman are you grown, since the Spirit of Chastity has possessed you? and I must live chaste, that I may have the Honour, and Felicity to be in love!— to be a fool! to entangle myself in ●…etts, that I shall ne'er get out of! I'll none of it.  Lon. 
Let my old Friendship so far prevail, that on my request you will sometimes converse with Pandora, if thy visits do engage her to undertake thy cure! and she do work that Miracle! she must value what herself has made worthy of her self; for so wilt thou be, if thy wand'ring fancy, were once fixed?  Cle. 
So then all this bustle, is to make me in love; though you know, I have been a thousand times in love already.  Lon. 
I Clearcus, I know thy thousands, but I would have thee once in love.  Cle. 
I never will be mad, as you are; yet to give you, and the World satisfaction in this point; I will condemn myself to one months' penance, and make experiment to look, and talk as idly with Pandora, as you do with your Divinest Cloris!— If I were sure Pandora were not to be won; I could fancy a pretty kind of pastime, by raising my desires to hopes of what I cannot have! but I could never meet a woman yet, that was impregnable; and my nature is not capable of being converted, by any that I can conquer;— Pray Su●… at my Chamber this night.  Lon. 
I will not fail, if you will go with me unto Pandora?—  
And visit her, while this good motion's warm,  
Against all your fears, I'll fit you with a charm.  Cle. 
I go.  Exeunt. Enter Pandora with Lindamira and Ladies in her Chamber, and Silvander. Pan. 
Lindamira you must be my second, they will be two, to one else.  Lin. 
Gladly Madam, I cannot wish a gentler Enemy, then him that thinks he has me at his mercy.  Pan. 
But if you be over-sharp upon him, you may hinder the great work, we undertake! and make him hate all honest Women for our sakes.  Lin. 
I shall use him with more Art, and lead him on with hopes, that all our Sex do scramble for him;— if I can fit his Fancy, and his Wit, I'll engage him in a concern for you, and then manage my young Gallant to my will, till I confute his common places, so often urged to the prejudice of Ladies, I cannot fancy better sport, then to see him mad in love with you Madam.  Pan. 
The gods forbid, I would not cure him at that rate, for my own sake, and his; lest that prove a greater evil, than he now has; I shall be very careful, to give him no encouragement, for thoughts of that nature, my undertaking is not beyond a common civility, as to all others of his Rank.  Lin. 
That will do it, if I mistake not;— and catch you both I hope,— here he comes?  Enter Lonzartes, and Clearcus. Lon. 
Madam, I have brought my Friend to kiss your hand.  Cle. 
Thus far Madam, in order to my engagement, I have given you the trouble of the first visit, I ever made against my will.  Pan. 
Your Lordship, does me honour; came you now from Court?  Cle. 
Yes Madam, and left the Princess Theodocia in great compliments with her kind Father, who has now declared against the proud Corinthian, and given Theodocia her free choice where she please.  Pan. 
You tell me News, beyond my hopes, this will raise the Princess drooping Spirits again; I wonder she is not here by this time.  Lon. 
The Duke and she, are not yet parted Madam;— how now Lindamira, are you tongue-tied? no welcome for my Friend, to encourage him to like of civil company;— You look as if you feared to lose your Gallant.  Cle. 
No, no, she knows she has too fast hold of my heart, to part so easily.  Lin. 
'tis Honour enough for me, to be in the number of your Martyrs Sir.  She Sighs. Pan. 
How long have you two been acquainted?  Lin. 
Ever since last night Madam.  She Sighs. Pan. 
And dost thou sigh already?  Lin. 
'Tis only to give you warning, by my harms  Pan. 
I thank your care, but I am armed against the World.  Cle. 
That's good News Lonzartes, there is some hope, she has made firm resolves against Wedlock; that I may assault her with security.—  Aside. Lon. 
You may, you may.  Cle 
Madam, You speak, as if you held mankind at a defiance.  Pan. 
By way of Marriage, I do, but I can value all men that I see worthy.  Cle. 
He must be a bold man, who does design beyond the favours you allow, but have you made vows against marriage Madam?  Pan. 
No vows, but such resolves, as are unchangeable.  Lon. 
You are severe to men.  Lin. 
If all Women were of your opinion Madam? how should the World be Peopled?  Cle. 
I marry Madam, that was well urged.  Pan. 
I thought Lindamira you would have been on my side  Lin. 
So I am, when you are in the right, this is our common cause; Suppose you bring these two Lords, and they bring twenty more, to be of your judgement, and this Heresy should spread; what will become of us, who think of nothing else but Marriage?  Lon. 
She tells you true Madam, when her own concern is at stake, you may excuse her.  Pan. 
I do, and will make good my argument alone.  Cle. 
Never to Marry Madam?  Pan. 
Never my Lord, is my full resolve.  Cle. 
You are the happiest, and the wisest Lady living! and I the joyfullest man, if you'll permit me to adore you at this distance, for I am of your own opinion Madam.  Lin. 
Two fanatics well met.  Pan 
So long as your respects be free from love, my house is open to you.  Cle. 
You are all witnesses, that this Lady does adopt me her avowed Gallant, on the conditions before mentioned:— you give me leave Madam to talk of love, and to carry up this jest, as high, as he who really does love.  Pan. 
I do, so it be ever in Public; all private visits, and all whisper are excepted.  Cle. 
'Tis enough Madam;— This is a pretty kind of Entertainment, I never thought of: Lonzartes thou art in the right, this will be sport beyond my hope.  Lon. 
But how does Lindamira like, to see her new Gallant, thus taken from her?  Cle. 
'Tis her own fault, she might have fixed me another way, if she had been wise.  Pan 
Indeed Lindamira, I thought not of your concern, and did conclude too rashly, but I will use my interest on your behalf.  Lin 
'Twill not be needful Madam, I know all his professions to you, are meant to me.  Cle 
Very prettily contrived,— This is a new kind of wit I never heard of; so than you are to love me, in spite of your teeth, and I you, in spite of mine; what will this come to at last?  Lon. 
Mirth man, all the year a constant mirth:— Is not this better than spending your time in a smoky house, with your old Acquaintance?  Silvander, and Lindamira do converse while the others talk. Cle. 
I cannot tell you that, till I have tried this, as long as I have the other.  Lin. 
Pray my Lord, do not persuade your Friend, all this earnest is a jest, I allow you as much mirth as you please, so the conclusion be serious.  Pan. 
We leave the success unto the Fates;— Clearcus may in time have pity on you Lindamira, he does not yet believe, you are in earnest.  Cle. 
Nor ever shall do Madam, till I see her heart break, and then 'twill be too late.  Lin. 
He dissembles well, for so young a Scholar Madam.  Lon. 
We have done all well me thinks, and now 'tis time that we retire.  Cle. 
How soon may I make my next visit to you Madam?  Pan. 
As often as you please my Lord, at public hours.  Exeunt Silvander, and two Lords. Lin. 
How did I perform my part Madam?  Pan. 
You fell too soon into your humour, he sees you mock him.  Lin. 
That's all I aim at, he has too much wit to be abused; my only business is to let him see, that he cannot cozen me;— I believe you will see this Scene changed, at his next visit, if I have any skill, you will be troubled with him.  Pan 
I am armed at all points, against all men, and him most.  Enter Theodocia, and Ladies. The. 
Oh Cousin! I am freed from all my fears, and come to rejoice with you.  Pan. 
I have rejoiced already Madam, and have begun a Scene of mirth, will hold us long;— Had your Highness come a little sooner, you had found the late Convert Lonzartes, and his Friend Clearcus here, who is become my avowed Gallant, and looks as if he liked our company already.  The. 
Then you have hopes to cure him;— Pray order it so, as I may come to your next meeting, my heart is now so light, that I could play with any thing;— Can I have no part in your Comedy?  Lin. 
For two reasons, your Highness can only be a looker on, 'tis petty Treason to make love to you, though in jest; and then your beauty is too dangerous to be dallied with; these be edge-tools, too sharp for us to play with.  The. 
Why may not Princes participate in such innocent mirth? we make stricter Rules than need; true virtue will shine through such thin clouds without a prejudice, and be above the reach of vile tongues.  Pan. 
I Madam, if you could show a rule, to distinguish between Innocence and Gild;— But we often see that Angelical virtues are aspersed, by malicious tongues, and no quality exempt, from rude censures.  Lin. 
I differ in opinion; Princes may enjoy harmless mirth, as freely as we; to be too much reserved, does look like disguise.  The. 
I would be so merry Lindamira, as should defy all scandal, and with an open face justify it to the world; to wear always a stiff-state face, is intolerable.  Pan 
Private persons may be bold that way, when few eyes observe,— But Princes are set on Pirameds', for all to see, and imitate.  The. 
You shall not fright me from your mirth, with this grave Lecture, are they not, both my near Relations, whom you endeavour to reclaim? why may not I share in so worthy a design?— I fear Lindamira she doubts lest I may gain her Gallant from her.  Lin. 
She may well be jealous, if your Highness undertake him, I shall have small hopes, if you two quarrel for him.  The. 
Why Lindamira? is Silvander vanished?  Lin. 
No Madam, the more Trophies I can fairly get by Victories on others, will raife his Conquest higher, who gains me from the rest.  The. 
Thou art safe, and mayest say any thing▪ Silvander is thy security against all scandal, though you carry it thus unconcerned, the secret spread.  Lin. 
'Tis time it should do so, now we do own  
Our love, 'tis fit the secret should be known.  
Your Highness may assist, while you look on,  
Though only we, the active part do own.  The. 
Let us retire to council then.  Exeunt. Enter Teretia, and Geta. Ter. 
What is thy business honest Geta? How does Lonzartes thy brave Lord?  Geta. 
My Lord is in good health of body Madam, his brains are only out of order.  Ter. 
How meanest thou Geta, has he got a blow on his head?  Geta. 
Only some fumes from his heart Madam, Snakes his head addle, 'tis called the Spleen of ●…te, and much in fashion; his Lordship does desire to know the Princess mind this morning▪ what he means to do all day?  Ter. 
This will be a hard question to the Princess fasting, why would he know all this now?  Geta. 
Because he has some great affairs for me to manage, and cannot spare me to ask, so often as I use to do.  Ter. 
Of what nature, be thy particular queries Geta?  Geta. 
He would know how she slept last night? 〈◊〉 what health now? by what hour she will be ●…rest? when to her devotions? and then, where she walks this morning? and if she dine in public? then how she intends to pass her time till ●…ight? else I must come twenty times; for what you may at once dispatch me.  Ter. 
And does Lonzartes send thee, to inquire all this at once?  Geta. 
These women are so silly, they Aside. cannot reach a deep design;— No but he does every day make me trouble myself, and every body that I meet, to ask these questions severally, which I would do at once, to show him I am a man of quick dispatch.  Ter 
Oh! is that the matter? I can fit thee with one answer to all these;— Tell thy Lord, the Princess did take cold last night, and will keep her bed all day.  Geta 
I like it well, and wish her Highness would do so this month.  Ter. 
Out Traitor, I'll make thy Lord brain thee for that wish.  Geta 
Why Madam? I meant no harm, 'twas but to save you the trouble, and me the same questions to morrow, and so on till Doonis-day, I think.  Ter. 
Well Sirrah, for this time, ' le not complain of you, this Jest shall excuse your knavery.  Geta. 
This will be a play day for me, I like this lying a Bed well.  Exeunt.  

THE THIRD ACT.  Enter Lonzartes, and Clearcus. Cle. 
TEll me then who Cloris is?  Lon. 
I dare not trust thee yet.  Cle. 
I will know now, or break all Friendship with you.  Lon. 
I swear I must not yet.  Enter to them Theodocia, Pandora, Lindamira, Teretia, and Ladies, and Silvander. Cle. 
Then look to yourself, lest I discover Cloris.  The. 
Where did you leave my Father Lonzartes?  Lon. 
I have not seen the Prince to day Madam.  The. 
I was told, that you were walking with him just now.  Cle. 
That may well be Madam, for his brains do crow of late;— do ye see how he stands;— Lonzartes the Princess speaks to ye.  Lon. 
To me, does your Highness command me any thing?  Silvander, and Lindamira entertain themselves in whisper. Cle. 
Did not I tell you Madam, that his brains are turned, he neither hears, nor sees of late;— The Idea of his Seraffique love, takes him wholly up, from all converse with us mortals.  Lon. 
Hold your prating, or I shall be angry.  Pan. 
What has made you so grave of late Lonzartes? all your wont mirth is gone.  Lon. 
No man is always in good humour Madam.  Cle. 
He's in love Madam, on my knowledge, o'er head and ears in love.  Pan. 
In love, Lonzartes, I thought you had not been at leisure, to be in love;— 'tis your fault Clearcus, that have not counselled your Friend better.  Cle. 
Thus am I chid for your follie●…, who reject all my counsels, and refuse all my approved Antidotes, which do preserve me against that Serpent (you call Love) while he conversed with me, he was safe Madam.  Lon. 
Thou hast fooled enough Clearcus, the Princess and all the company are weary of it:— If your Highness allow him this freedom, he will grow troublesome.  The. 
Is it Love Lonzartes? or is Clearcus only merry with you?  Lon. 
Your Highness knows him too well, to credit all he says this way, he is at this time, very angry that I have chid him for his lewd life, and have with-drawn myself from his ill company, which he imputes to my being in love.  Cle. 
I say he is in love, most seriously in love; shall I unmask this grave Reformado, and show you the Lady now?  The. 
If Lonzartes be content, I would gladly see her, whom he thinks worthy of his heart.  Cle. 
No matter for his consent Madam, He holds them all to Lonzartes, one by one. so you like it;— And thus I begin my trial;— By your good leave Lady— 'tis not here;— nor is it this;— nor is it you Lady?  Lin. 
I lament the loss of such an honour.  Lon. 
Thou art become a pretty fool Clearcus, dost thou not observe how all the Court do laugh at thee?  Cle. 
Yes, and shall make them laugh at you, ere I have done; if Pandora will make the next trial.  Pan 
I am content to try, what this will come to.  Cle. 
Now Sir, have at you;— 'tis not your good fortune neither Madam.  The. 
How can you make Lonzartes an amends, for all this abuse.  Cle. 
I will give him present satisfaction, if your Highness will permit me to bring him to you?  The. 
To me! think you Lonzartes is in love with me?  Cle. 
'tis a Cloris in the clouds, one much above his reach, which you only are Madam.  The. 
With all my heart, I shall be proud to own his conversion, as a Trophy of my honour.  Cle. 
See if his guilt do not make him avoid the trial;— stop him there;— Lonzartes the Princess calls you.  Lonzartes is going out. Lon. 
I'll cut thy throat.  Cle. 
He threatens me,— guilty I'll warran●…;— now Madam, do you see no alteration in his face?— no change yet?— speak all,— you are all assistants in this Judgement.  Lonzartes throws him off in anger. Lon. 
It will disturb a Saint, to be thus subject to the fancies of a fool.  The. 
Be not disturbed Lonzartes, you take this in earnest, which we look on as a jest, only to pass the time; Clearcus has more wit, then to be in earnest.  Lon. 
I hope your Highness will not prefer his follies, before my professions, who disclaim such a presumption.  The. 
I●… you turn this jest to earnest Lonzartes, I shall believe Clearcus;— I take it now as Ralliery;— I wonder Lindamira you get not hold of some young lover's heart?  Lin. 
I have twenty in store Madam, more than I know what to do with.  Pan 
Then you allow as many lovers, as you can get, and mean to choose the best.  Lin. 
I think 'tis credit for women to be admired and honoured by worthy men; it shows a value, to move so many to a general Esteem, and must be the woman's fault, if she deserve a censure.  The. 
You are in the right Lindamira, men may design, but women may destroy, faster than they can built; my thanks unto Clearcus for our mirth.  Cle. 
Mirth ought to be our business Madam.—  
The angry gods affords cross Fates to give  
Us griefs enough, and troubles while we live.  Exeunt Lonzartes and Clearcus severally. Enter the Prince and Lords, who meet the Ladies going off. Prince. 
We were now discoursing of your Gallant Pandora, have you hopes to work this miracle?  Pan. 
This Lady and I, have ventured our credits on this conversion Sir.  Prince. 
To reclaim him, were a good work; but suppose he fall in love with either of you.  Pan. 
At his peril that, let Lindamira look to herself, I am safe.  Lin. 
I have a sure retreat Sir, 'tis but seeming to comply, and he'll give o'er; for he can love none that he can conquer, and I am resolved rather to be vanquished, than not to be rid of him when I see my time.  Sil. 
Could all her Beauty with my love expire  
Her flowing Wit, would still create new fire  [Aside. Enter to them Clearcus and Lonzartes. Prince 
You two I know, come now from exercising of your Troops.  Cle. 
No Sir, we went hence just now; I wish my Troop here to guard me.  Prince. 
Have you an Enemy in view Clearcus?  Cle. 
I have many Sir, that have robbed me of my peace, I cannot sleep of late, but have a thousand fancies, which do set my brains on fire.  Prince. 
Take heed it prove not love.  Cle. 
That is the danger Sir, for if Pandora do keep her resolve for single life; I may be in love; for I do feel strange alterations that I know not what to make of.  Lin 
Have you no affection left for me my Lord? can you so soon forget your last night's professions?  Cle. 
Now Sir, you see how I am assaulted, I shall be pulled in pieces presently.  Prince. 
Silvander and I, will secure you from Lindamira.  Cle. 
If I were assured you could Sir, I should like her wit, and humour well,— but I fear,— if I should be in earnest, she would be so too.  Lin. 
You see his inclination is for me Madam, so that what ever he shall say to you hereafter, is meant to me.  Cle. 
Nor so, nor so, sweet Lady, I do respect Pandora, above all her Sex; you throw out hoocks to catch young Gallants, she neglects those are laid for her, that's my danger.  Prince. 
What riddle is this Clearcus? dost thou desire, that thy desires may not be answered?  Cle. 
Yes Sir, from some persons, for if my love be returned, all ends in the fruition, (as most Examples show,) But if Pandora keep her resolve for single life, than I can raise my fancy while I live▪ to Adoration of her beauty, and that virtue, with a continual delight, which will last while I last.  The. 
You are then my Lord, the happiest lover living, for you will find my Cousin, just as you wish.  Pan. 
Pray Madam, answer not too fast for me, for if I find Clearcus a person of such NobleNature, beyond what I did ever hope to meet in man; I may change my Opinion of men for his sake; and therefore 'tis best to find some other sport, lest we destroy each other.  He starts. Cle. 
Look you now? I am Treypand.  The. 
Start not Clearcus, she but mocks you, you are both engaged for this month to Entertain us, and yourselves, no going off now.  Pan. 
I shall not break Covenants.  Cle. 
Nor I Madam, though I do sometimes remind you of your resolve against Marriage, whereon depends my bliss, secure me but of that, and I am ever yours.  Pan 
I shall endeavour what I can, to give you that satisfaction.  Cle. 
I kiss your fair hand on that word, which has given new life to my doubtful heart, and now I do defy Lonzartes gravity, to put his heart in a more loving dress, than mine shall be hereafter.  Prince. 
If Lonzartes can love too, my wonder ceases.  The. 
He is my servant Sir, and has a chief part in the Comedy.  Prince. 
I like your pastime well, but me thinks Lonzartes looks as if he were compelled unto his part, and will do it scurvily.  Lin. 
That's the sport Sir, and will afford the more variety.  Lon. 
I shall be glad Sir, if I might be excused.  The. 
By no means Servant, what an affront is this, that I must beg your favour, in the face of the whole Court to own me?  Prince. 
You must not be so grave Lonzartes, all is for our mirth.  Cle 
Now Sir, have not I done your work for you?  Lon. 
Would thou wert hanged, hold thy peace.  Cle. 
Give me better words, or I'll talk aloud.  Lon. 
Was ever man thus hampered, between jest and earnest?  Lin. 
They are comparing notes in private; there's Treachery in their faces; I'll play no more.  Prince. 
When begins the love Clearcus? this is only talking of it.  Cle. 
It is begun already Sir; if I had not valued this Excellent Lady above the World; I had not ta'en this care to secure my interest to a perpetuity.  Lin. 
Madam, you are not to believe a word of this, for he has with the same grave face, sworn the same to me but Yesterday.  Cle. 
That was in jest Madam, but now every action of my life, shall justify each syllable I utter unto you.  Pan. 
I shall endeavour to believe it my Lord, and yet allow you the same Christian liberty with Lindamira, and the rest, as you had before.  Cle. 
Madam, you speak, as though you did not value my respects, now my whole soul is set to serve, and honour you alone.  Pan. 
I must confess, I cannot change my faith, so fast as you do your discourse;— And then ●…s I remember my lesson, is to keep my distance, lest I lose my lover.  Cle 
True Madam, as to comply, but you are to see, and credit my ambitious love, and to admit it with the same Esteem, I serve you.  Pan 
How can I do that, and not return you love for love? and than you will despise me; pray my Lord, at your next visit, bring my part in wr●…ng, that I may not err in it.  Prince 
he is in the right Clearcus, you now seem to seek such contradictions, as all the Court will laugh at; consult with Lonzartes against your next visit.  Exit Prince and Train. Lon. 
If he will follow my advice, he may do well Sir;— now we are alone, tell me what crotchets next? prithee make me understand what thou wouldst have Pandora do?  Cle. 
I think you were best release me the residue of my month, that I may go seek my wits, where I last left them;— must I see none of my old Friends, until this month be over?  Lon. 
If you consider your promise, not see one of them.  Cle. 
Then shall I be lost, if those preservatives be all forbid me; I do find already love will be Predominant.  Lon. 
The better for you if it be;— let us now talk seriously;— suppose Pandora may be won, can you fancy a happiness on Earth, beyond having her?  Cle. 
Yes, I do fancy that having twenty, is better than any one in Christendom.  Lon. 
Thou dost not love then, else, that one beloved, has more variety than a thousand.  Cle. 
Make but that good, I'll marry her to morrow.  Lon. 
You think then she is already at your dispose.  Cle. 
When she once sees that I am in earnest, she will be, what I will have her; and the truth is Lonzartes, I do like her best of all I ever talked with, and have great fear that I shall be like other men, who never value what they have, which makes me covet what I cannot get.  Lon. 
Suppose some other do obtain her, while you are thus long resolving?  Cle. 
Nay, I am resolved no other shall ever have her.  Lon. 
And you resolve for her too.  Cle. 
Yes, she cannot in Honour engage to any, while I pretend.  Lon. 
Art thou turned fool, to think thus? be more serious, or thou wilt be despised.  Cle. 
Why do you not allow me some relief then? to live a whole month honest, will put my blood into a flame; I have tempted all I meet, and all within these Walls prove honest.  Lon. 
By your own Experience then, you will find that Courts are Nurseries of virtue, and are only scandalised by such vild persons, as would have the clearest innocence aspersed, that their own guilts might be no wonder;— you find few virtuous persons, amongst Censurers.  Cle. 
That's true, but take heed Lonzartes, you do not lead me into snares that will destroy me, for I already find some inclinations towards Pandora, which I am ashamed to own, lest I be laughed it.  Lon. 
You have reason, for there can none of us believe thee.  Cle. 
You have made me a fine Gentleman in a few days;— if Pandora be of your mind, adieu to your Philosophical love.  Lon. 
I hope thou art too fast to free thyself.—  
Thou playest with flames which undiscovered bourn,  
Until they do thy heart to Ashes turn.  Exit Lonzartes. Cle. 
Did ever man betray himself as I have done? by putting fetters on in jest, which already are become so fixed, I cannot shake 'em off, but must humbly beg to be allowed to worship that Divine Nature I so much despised in virtuous women, and must now confess:—  
If I do neither Faith, nor Favour find,  
The god of Love is Just, though he be blind.  Exit. Note, that all the Play through, when Silvander and Lindamira speaks not, they are to whisper as in private discourse. Enter Theodocia and Lindamira. Lin. 
If your Highness do consider Lonzartes' Worth, and his great Birth, as it deserves; whose Ancestor was not many Ages since, by yours put by this Dukedom, on a nice point, (as I have heard;) so that to me Lonzartes' love, looks like a Divine direction, to his Restauration.  The. 
I am of Pandora's mind for single lise, and have as small a value for that idle passion you call love, as she.  Lin. 
Your Highness may as well judge what they do in China, as guests at our Felicities that love?— I can miss the ground that my Silvander treads on, with more relish, than all other joys can bring me.  The. 
You have high fancies that lead you on to hopes, which you may never find.  Lin. 
These hopes are more delightful than an Age of dull life without them; if your Highness did converse as much with me, as with Pandora, I should convert you.  The. 
Why do you not then change her severity against men?  Lin. 
I had not the Honour to be known to her, before her heart was set another way; but yet I'll try what I can do.  The. 
I wish Silvander may answer your expectation Lindamira; but if such honour, and such bliss accompany your loves, why thus long carried on i'th' dark? and why not yet avowed?  Lin. 
'tis now avowed unto the Duke, though I took time to know my Gallant, before I did admit his love, and on long trial found his silent looks, did speak more truth, than such loud noises as most passions make  The. 
You praise Silvander as if you meant to sell him.  Lin. 
He is no Prince Madam, and is therefore safe from you.  The. 
The less safe, if I so pleased;— do you believe his virtue, and his love so great, that I could not win him from you for a Friend of mine?  Lin. 
I do, and shall not think him a loss, who can be won from me, by the greatest Princess of the World?  The. 
If I could once see such a man, I might change my opinion.  Lin. 
Why don't you try Lonzartes?  The. 
He is too much concerned to be played with;— you dare not venture your fine man then?  Lin. 
I dare, and do desire it withal my heart, and do voluntarily engage, not to work against your Highness.  The. 
And I am resolved to try his faith to you, it may cure Lonzartes to see himself neglected, when another's chosen, though but in jest, for I can pity, though I do not love him.  Lin. 
And 'tis my desire to have Silvanders' faithful love, made Eminent by this temptation.  Enter Lonzartes, and Silvander to them. The. 
In what humour left you Clearcus my Lords?  Lon. 
In such as does become his greatness Madam.  The. 
Most brave men are often puffed up with vain glory, that does Eclipse those virtues, which themselves do over-value.  Lin. 
Your Highness is severe to men, but all are not so vain.  The. 
Most are, when we do value them too much;— yet I confess I am well pleased, when I find men worthy my Esteem.  Lin. 
How does that appear? when your Highness does despise mankind by your resolves against them.  The. 
To show how much you are mistaken; unpin this Jewel;— wear this Silvander for my sake; I'll own it to the World, that I do value men of Worth.  Sil. 
Madam, I understand not what this kind of favour means; I hope your Highness does not choose me for mirth.  The. 
Do you Silvander raise mirth from my Favour?— come with me Lindamira;— I do command you to stand near us within hearing;— I will not run the hazard of any Censure, by this trial to satisfy my curiosity concerning lovers, such high Romantic lovers, who soar above the reach of all temptations.  Lin. 
I shall obey you Madam, though I desire it not.  [Exeunt Ladies. The Men stand amazed. Sil. 
Can you guests Lonzartes, what this tends to?  Lon. 
'Tis a Riddle far beyond my understanding.  [Exit Lonzartes. Lindamira Reenters to Silvander. Lin. 
Wake; wake Silvander, the Sun shines bright upon thee; Theodocia dotes on thy virtues, and will advance thy youth, much faster than thy own wishes can propose.  Sil. 
How Lindamira, have you so mean thoughts of me?  Lin. 
So high thoughts, why may not the Princess neglect the Corinthian for you? such things have been in story.  Sil. 
You speak, as if you wished it.  Lin. 
Can I wish you well, and not applaud it?  Sil. 
You cannot fancy me a greater curse, unless your own heart be turned against me.  Lin 
The Princess desires your Company in the next Room; I can stay no longer.  [Exit Lindamira. Sil. 
I have so much to think on, that I know not what to say;— the Princess unexpected favours, with Lindamira's no concern, begets such wonder, as does amaze me— I will not go;— and yet I must or make myself Ridiculous, by judging what I cannot guests at.  Exit. Enter Lonzartes. Lon. 
Have I thus long adored the Princess? and still approached her with the same trembling, I draw near the Altar, for this scorn at last,— before my face, to court a man, she knows engaged unto another, a man of so much lower quality than I; this I confess does make my Faith stagger;— Silvander was as much surprised as I,— Lindamira too was out of Tune;— If Theodocia can go less, this change will be more my admiration, than her virtue was.  Enter Lindamira, passing in as by him. Lon. 
Now Madam, whither so fast?  Lin. 
To see which way the wind blows;— pray my Lord, where is your heart now?  Lon. 
In the Princess lodgings, with yours;— or can you tell me better, where your own is?  Lin. 
I change my mind so often, that I know not where I left my heart last.  Lon. 
Are you no more concerned? Suppose Silvander change his opinion? Princess have mighty power to overcome men's hearts.  Lin. 
Why then his opinion will be changed?— I cannot value him, that leaves to value me;— methinks my Lord, the Princess favour to Silvan●…r, should a bate your passion for her.  Lon. 
My desires go no higher, then to look, and wonder at her perfections! my Esteem cannot be ●…ll'd love, beyond what Duty, and Obedience does allow;— but how does Silvander receive this great Honour?  Lin. 
They are now in private; you may judge by his exalted looks when you see him next;— ●…am glad your Lordship is no more concerned.  Lon. 
This is a forced discourse Lindamira, pray do not mock me, who have a true value of your worth.  Lin. 
The truth is, the Princess often angered at my confidence in Silvanders' love; only now 〈◊〉 if she can shake his faith, by higher propositions;— and my hope is, that his virtue may beget in her, some better thoughts for men, which will do your business, and confirm mine, For Silvander is above temptation; and I think Lonzartes does deserve what he desires.  Lon. 
You oblige me to say, your confidence does merit the greatest faith from man; but is Silvander of your Plot?  Lin 
No, 'twould then be none, nor I no trial have of his sincerity.  Lon. 
These are dangerous sports, and we too late may find them so;— the Princess and you are both too bold, and do too much rely on your own beauties.  Lin. 
If Silvander can be won, I can smile at such a loss.  Lon. 
'Tis easy to say so, when you fear it not; but I have seen stout hearts fall to pieces by such a blow;— you have settled my heart again, and I advise you from these dangerous sports, lest they blow up your joys, when you are most secure: we know our present minds, but cannot foresee what we shall like tomorrow:—  
Our Nature with such frailty is endowed,  
'Tis well if present moments be allowed.  Exeunt Severally. Enter Theodocia, and Silvander, two Ladies at a distance; Lindamira is seen near observing them. The. 
Is your heart my Lord so fixed on Lindamira, that no Person, nor any Argument, can e'er prevail with you to change?  Silius 
Our Soul's Madam, are so united, that I hope death can only make that separation.  The 
Can no Fortune, nor any Quality invite you to Honours, and Happiness, beyond what you can ever hope from Lindamira? Nor a greater beauty disengage your heart from her?  Sil. 
None can ever move me to a thought of change Madam.  The. 
What if she have chosen higher, and gives way for your preferment also.  Sil. 
I can smile at all this, when your Highness is so merry;— Lindamira and I Madam, do understand a happiness, can never be dissolved; we are above temptation.  The. 
Suppose my Father be her choice, will you pretend to love, and hinder her advancement, by your claim?— Suppose my Dear Cousin Pandora, have like affection unto you; and puts on this severity to others, in design only to gain you? will you let such a beauty, of so high virtue and extraction die for you?  Sil. 
Your Highness sure does fancy what is impossible?— but if all this were so, I could die in gratitude to serve Pandora, but do prefer Lindamira's love, and virtue, above the brightest beauty, or greatest Empire this World has.  The. 
Can there be such worth in men? how have I been misinformed?— Princes who do not converse, know not the World they live in, but take all on trust from Aside. others;— You believe that I am now in jest Silvander, and do not deal so freely, as I expect.  Sil. 
By all thats—— I am fixed, past altering;— if your Highness knew the joys, which do accompany united hearts, you would sooner undertake to pull down Stars from Heaven, then hope a separation, where true love Triumphs.  The. 
I am fully satisfied, that Lindamira has what she deserves, a worthy Lover;— appear now Lindamira, and call in Lonzartes with the ●…st:— I am converted.  Enter Lindamira with Lonzartes and Ladies The. 
Here Madam, you are coupled by the gods, Silvander does deserve your confidence;— Now wear that Jewel, I before gave you in jest Sir, as a mark of my Favour, for your approved virtue.  Lin 
Has your Highness any better thoughts for Marriage, than you had?  The. 
I have found an honest worthy man, beyond my Expectation;— Lonzartes you look sad.  Lon 
My heart is not so full of feathers as it was, but is of late become a lump of lead.  The. 
We have indeed been all too serious of late; come Lindamira, let us find some Entertainment to refresh us on the Sea this Evening; Lonzartes, you, and Clearcus may go with us, if you please?  [Exeunt all but Lonzartes. Lon. 
Your Highness does honour us;— what these various fancies tend to, is above my understanding;— As Nature has framed Women of a more refined matter, then us men, so she has given to some, Souls so much above ours Excellent, that their Intrincique purity, dazzles our Judgements more than their brightest beauty does our eyes;— Theodocia is cetainly without blemish;— yet may have some notions of my love, which she thinks not fit to cherish, because she likes not me:— And yet may have a virtuous concern for my birth, and sufferings, such as her good Nature is unwilling to destroy;— 'Tis Theodocia's Excellencies makes me thus humbly seek my Right, as her Gift; Else my Sword should make my way to ascend this Throne, which is my own;— but no more of that yet:—  
— For if I can be rightly understood,  
My love may save the expense of so much blood.  [Exit.  

FOURTH ACT.  Pandora with Lindamira are seen sitting on a Couch; Enter Clearcus to them, they rise. Cle. 
MAdam 'tis a felicity to love you, though neglected; by what Name then, shall I call my Joy? Now you allow my Love, to what height raise my thoughts?— Shall I dare to enter upon such a state of bliss?— To be thus snatched into so much Light, from the long Chaos I have lived in, may prove more ruinous to me, than that Hell I came from.  Pan. 
My Lord, you speak a new Language I understand not.  Cle. 
Alas Madam, I have this night seen Visions, and do find my passion, growing much above my own command;— For when I look on your eyes, I forget that there are gods, and shall do such Idolatry to you, as will provoke them, to make me more miserable, than you can wish me happy;— But when I consider how vast a Chasm, your resolves have made between us; I sink into such an abyss of misery, that I can ne'er get out of.  Pan. 
I understand you less, and less;— The more you say, the more you do confound my Judgement.  Lin. 
All this Madam, is only to let us see how he could talk; if any Woman were worthy of his real love;— pray my Lord proceed,— I shall take Notes and Edify.  Pulls out a Table ' Book. Cle. 
Your mirth Madam, is now out of season, when every word I utter flows from my wounded heart.  Lin. 
Why do you not speak to me then? who can change my mind as often as yourself? I was made for you; this Lady is impregnable.  Cle. 
I yield Lindamira, let not your wit destroy a man that does submit to mercy; I beg quarter.  Lin. 
Oh! do you so?  Pan. 
'Tis enough Lindamira, that he does confess himself overcome, let it be Registered amongst our Victories;— And now my Lord, what is your next desire?  Cle. 
My next Madam; I have scarce begun with this, you do mistake all I say for mirth; Does not my looks and Language show an Alteration?— All those Chimeras, that did possess my idle head are vanished, and I become a serious man:— Your Miracle is already wrought, and I now see the only way to my Felicity, is to gain what I so much contemned.  Lin. 
Excellently well Acted, this might cozen twenty that did not know him.  Pan. 
You shall do well my Lord to pursue this new path, until you do obtain a general opinion of your virtue; But I hope you would not have us credit it at first sight.  Cle. 
Though my love cannot yet gain credit in your Esteem, do not deny me the joy to think that you see how much I love, and honour you.  Pan. 
This is too serious for our Comedy my Lord.  Cle. 
Nothing can be too serious Madam, to express my love, by which the gods are pleased to bring me to them; thus by forbidding what might entice me to slight Paradise, by having had you here:— 'Tis fit then that I submit, and raise a joy from what I am now too apt to repine at, for 'tis a blessing to be so fixed, as Antidates my Elysium here on Earth; this Soul's joy will endure like its own nature, unto Eternity.  Pan. 
You are cured then Clearcus, and will unto the Prince confess your conversion, if we call you to it?  Cle. 
Propose away for my acknowledgement, and try.  Lin. 
Let us take time Madam to consider of it, lest we lose half the Entertainment by our haste, and so spoil the jest.  Cle. 
Madam, let not this Lady's mirth prevail with your good nature, to afflict a man, who can live only by your smiles.  Pan. 
I must confess I have some pain to hold in my smiles thus long, for this serious way of fooling I expected not from you my Lord.  Cle. 
Why Madam, do you take all this for jest still?  Pan. 
Yes indeed do I  Cle. 
By all the powers above, I do Adore you, next to them I Worship.  Lin. 
That's no Oath Madam, for he Worships none.  Pan. 
I have the same thoughts Lindamira, and am safe.  Cle. 
What a Monster am I grown, give me credit Madam, or give me death?— If I do not love you, let Jove strike me with sudden Thunder; or I will gladly seal what I have said with my best blood, if nothing less will satisfy.  Pan. 
Hold Clearcus.  [He Draws. Lin. 
Oh! let him alone, he'll not hurt himself, he only hopes to fright us.  Pan. 
My Lord you fright me now, and since you think fit to turn our Comic Scene into a Tragedy; I shall quit my part in it; and from this time, admit no farther visits from you:— Let us retire Lindamira, his converse grows dangerous.  Exeunt Ladies. Cle. 
This had been my fate, had I engaged a little farther, and this the fruit of chaste, virtuous love; What a folly 'tis, to give our freedoms up, unto the will of Women, so humbly to obey, those we are Created to command:— But I am safe yet, and will now play with 'em, at their own game; and through a seeming sorrow for my rejection, laugh at them, who think to laugh at me.  Enter Lonzartes. Lon. 
A good day unto my Friend.  Cle. 
You speak too late Lonzartes, this is a fatal day, and I am studying how I may make it more Eminent by death, then by my sufferings.  Lon. 
Why what's the matter man? have you visited the Ladies before they are dressed, and made 'em froward.  Cle. 
Thy love Lonzartes has ruined me;— yet I thank thee for my conversion, I shall now die a sober man.  Lon. 
Thy looks speak some disaster, tell me the worst, that I may join to find a Remedy.  Cle. 
In a word then, I do love Pandora, as she deserves, and did so to the life express my love; that in spite of Lindamiras mirth, she did believe it, and has forbid my farther visits.  Lon. 
'Tis not possible that she can be so fooled, she forbade thee in jest, come let us go to her now.  Cle. 
I'll swear she did forbid me, and in great anger turned from me, I dare not go.  Lon 
This is pretty, wouldst thou have me believe thou lovest?  Cle. 
Lonzartes, I am not in humour to be played with.  Lon 
Nor I in humour to be fooled; what wouldst thou have me say, when thou talk'st thus to me? thou in love! Ha, ha.  Cle. 
What shall I say? what do, to beget faith in thee?— Pandora's resolution against Marriage, which I so much rejoiced at, is fatally become my scourge, and I must die, or have her.  Lon. 
That's the only way to obtain belief; do but hang thyself, and then a Printed Ballad (The Dary Maid's greatest Faith;) will make them swear thou died'st for love.  Cle. 
Do my looks agree with so much jest? does not my face declare, my heart does love?  Lon. 
No, nor ever can do to me, wouldst thou have me belie myself, that thou mayest laugh at me? these shallow Plots are lost on me.  [Exit Lonzartes. Cle. 
This is right, had I been fooled into the Platonic pound; I might have knocked my head against the walls, and never been believed;— Thus I blow away those bubbles, those airy Lectures of chaste love, which lead silly mortals into slavery;— Ha Sanga.  Enter Sanga. Sanga. 
Your pleasure Sir.  Cle. 
Go presently, and sum mon all that merry Crew, (who danced the other day,) to Sup with me this Night; and bid the Music come.  [Exit Sanga. Sanga. 
I go Sir.  Cle. 
I will retreat while I am safe, and be Armed against my Wise, Virtuous, chaste Friends, with their Cobweb Nets, so subtly laid to catch me;— Thus I throw all their Enchantments off;— And now like the Grand Seignor, after some great Victory atcheived;— I will retire to my Seraglio.  [Exit. Enter the Duke, with Theodocia, Pandora, Lindamira, Teretia, and Train:— and Silvander. Duke. 
You tell me a story beyond belief Theodocia, Clearcus plays with you all this while; he love?  The. 
If Pandora be mistaken, he will triumph over Women kind for ever.  Pan. 
I wish it were no worse Sir, 'tis I who now am to be pitied, who for the common sport, and for his good, have brought an evil on myself, I cannot bear.  Duke. 
Why Pandora, he is descended of our own blood, and his Estate proportionable to his Birth? so that if you can raise his virtues above his vices, you'll have no cause to murmur at his love.  Pan. 
True Sir, if I were not engaged to a single life, much might be said, to set Clearcus merits above mine.  Lin. 
Is there no dispensation for such resolves Madam? when it may be disputed, whether the gods approve them?— They give us Laws enough, we need none of our own making.  Pan. 
My heart will ne'er consent to alter my resolves.  Lin. 
We shall have enough to do then.  The. 
Let us all agree to laugh him out of it.  Lin. 
You will find little cause for mirth, when you see Clearcus next Madam.  The. 
Can so few hours alter a man of his temper, so much?  Lin. 
He is ashamed of his first Principles, and is angry at that shame; He hates himself for loving, and loves so much, he dares not wish it less; This mixture of passions, does beget such a confusion of thoughts, that makes him look as if he had fed on nought but sighs, and tears this twelve Month; and I fear we shall have cause to turn our 〈◊〉 〈◊〉 sorrow for him.  Duke. 
I'll give him Commands that shall divert him;— come with me Theodocia.  Exeunt Duke and Theodocia. Lin. 
'tis great pity so brave a man should be so lost  Pan. 
'tis so Lindamira, but how can it be helped? must I become mad, because he is so;— 'Twas not a rash word, by chance let fall, but on debate and mature judgement, because I saw none so happy after Marriage as before;— Why may not I then live and die as free as I was born?  Lin. 
You see why, because the gods do not allow so great felicity on Earth, as might keep us from ever wishing to be with them; pray whoever heard of a pair of true Lovers, that desired to be in Heaven, if they might stay here till Doomsday? 'tis therefore for our good, that such united hearts are so rarely to be found on Earth; take heed Pandora, that you bring not more evils on your head, than you fore see.  Pan. 
I must now bear my Fortune as I may.  Lin. 
Though you have not met with many happy Marriages, I have heard of some, who all their lives have had a constant spring of love; their passions so high, and joys so great, each striving to raise the others happiness above their own; this I believe and hope for;— Methinks till I am married, I am a thing laid by, as if forgotten by the gods.  Pan 
'tis not high passions, nor great joys, I doubt to find, but their continuance;— suppose the Gallant Lovers to the Wars be sent, what terrors will possess their frighted Ladies, till their return? and if miscarry, what will their whole lives have to joy at after?  Lin. 
Those who stay at home, may have equal dangers, these are anticipated dreams of evils, that may never happen; than you conceive not the joy those dangers bring when they are over; this world affords us nothing to relish our delights by, but such accidents as love, with some fears and dangers bring; 'tis sharps make sweet the sweeter.  Pan. 
But if I am satisfied with less joys, without those pains you find so useful, why must I try to gain more happiness, than I do wish for, when I have joys enough already?  Lin. 
Joys enough Madam; there is no such thing in Nature, as enough of what we love.  Pan. 
I am weary of this idle talk.  Lin. 
And I know no better Entertainment.  Enter to them Lonzartes, and Silvander. Pan. 
How think you Silvander, is Clearcus what he seems?  Sil. 
Lonzartes knows him best Madam.  Lon. 
I do believe he loves, though I seem not to credit him, and am now resolved to play with his passion, as he has done with mine; 'twill entertain the Princess rarely, to see how I shall anger him.  Sil. 
Is he enough fixed? to be so abused, for if neither Men, nor Women have any faith in his budding love, he may fly off for ever.  Lon. 
I am now going to see what humour he is in.  Sil. 
I'll wait on you.  Pan. 
Pray do, and let me know how I must behave myself, that would not hurt him.  Lin. 
I can direct you best, if you'll trust yourself to me.  Pan. 
I shall trust you as far as any in this affair; let us consult within.  Exeunt. Enter Clearcus and Sanga, with Men, and Women dancers. Cle. 
Welcome my dear Friends, I will be no more seduced by grave Lonzartes fooleries; this night shall reunite us while we live:— Is the Music come.  San. 
Not yet Sir.  Cle. 
I have broke through their Nets, and now the day and night are ours to Revel in; we will be so merry, that our hearts shall seem much lighter than our heels.  Enter Sanga. Sanga. 
Lonzartes, and Silvander are without.  Cle. 
They are come as I could wish, I'll entertain 'em as they deserve; they are my kind, chaste, virtuous, well-wishing spies;— pray retire all Exeunt Dancers. into that Gallery, while I dispatch my Court-Friends:— Sanga shut the windows close, then call 'em in, and say, that I am grown sad of late, Exit Sanga. monstrous sad;— Now for a grave face to suit with my disguise; I have some fear my sides will burst, with holding in my laughter.  He sits in a sad posture. Enter Sanga with Lonzartes, and Silvander. Sanga. 
Softly pray;— for a strange Melantholy has seized him on the sudden;— He is now talking to Pandora.  Sil. 
She is not here.  San. 
He entertains her Idea in her absence with the same passion, he would her;— the only sure way for a lover's happiness;— hark.  Cle. 
Blessed Angel, turn not away;— these tears must be my daily Incense, offered at your feet; if you refuse this Tribute from my captived heart, you'll turn the Elysium I enjoy, to Hell: Oh stay! and take my Soul with thee;— that gentle look! that:—  Lon. 
Why so sad fond lover? let not one repulse dismay so great a Conqueror; thy next charge may prove more prosperous;— we come to council thee Clearcus, and to raise thy drooping Spirits by new hopes.  Cle 
Or to laugh at my affliction, whose Soul is sunk so low by my despair, that all my Spirits are vanished; I must submit to my Captivity Lonzartes.  [He sighs. Lon. 
That sigh had almost blown me over, yet I am glad to see this, and am now fully satisfied thou art in love, in love Clearcus;— let me Embrace my fellow-Prisoner, we will now shake our shackles, to the same sad tune.  Cle. 
I know you came to mock me;— but I must bear it.  Lon. 
Oh no! who can have so hard a heart? we pity you, and have some fears Pandora's heart will break, when we relate your mighty sufferings;— but if I should sit thus in the dark, would it create the like Angelical Idea in my brain Clearcus?  Cle. 
This is barbarous, to catch a Lion in your Toils, and bait him like an Ass;— thus to render my passion Ridiculous, will beget Pandora's scorn, and may prove my destruction.  Lon. 
If she discern not your passion, how can she proportion her favours to your merit?  Cle. 
Do I deserve this mirth from you, thus to heighten my affliction?  Lon. 
Do you not?— all that I can do this Twelvemonth, will not bring me on equal terms for thy abuses:— remember how you held me to the Ladies, and made me your mirth, by which scandal you destroyed my credit with the Princess, this is my revenge.  Cle. 
'Twas a great scandal indeed to procure you the Princess leave to love her; by my means you have obtained a happiness beyond your hopes, which all your whining Poetry, or your Eternal sighs could ever reach;— for which special service;— prithee good sweet Lonzartes spare Hangs on him. me;— by our old Friendship I do beg;— by thy own virtue, and unparalleled chaste heart, I do conjure thee not to raise a public mirth out of my souls sorrow, which you have brought me to.  Lon. 
Well then, if I find you do continue thus humbly penitent, and truly thus afflicted, I will show more mercy than I found from you;— come cheer up;— we will sigh, and condole together, Embraces Clearcus. and if possible, so order our sad hearts, that both may the same moment break, and infect the world with such a sorrow, as may fright the female Sex from like rigour unto men; so shall we become a Noble Sacrifice to love, for the good of a whole Nation;— or if you please, we'll send for some of our old Gang to dance, and drink these Melancholy vapours from our hearts, to let the Ladies see, their beauties are not so destructive, as we make them believe.  Clearcus Embraces Lonzartes with great joy. Cle. 
I marry Lonzartes, now thou talkest like a Philosopher, now thou prescribest the only remedy for our disease;— Sanga,— bid the Music strike a cheerful Air, and then call in those Friends in the next room;— Nay, if you allow this way of cure, I shall soon expel loves venom from my heart into my heels.  Embraces Lonzartes. Lon. 
What is all this Clearcus, art thou mad still?  Lonzartes starts back Cle. 
I am wise, and do not mean to quit my cool, pleasant, flowery paths, for your consuming flames of restless love, who walk on tops of Steeples, and at that height, plead that your chaste desires are pleasing to the gods;— But I, who know the end of such fair flashes, as at first appear with such folded Arms, and down cast looks, are but steps to approach the Lady's fingers ends;—  
— Then by degrees grown bolder, you aspire,  
Till nought but ruin, quench the subtle fire.  Enter Dancers. Lon. 
What dost thou mean by this mysterious language?  Cle. 
I mean to follow thy advice,— to sigh only when I make love to Ladies, (their backs turned) I mean to dance, and sing as often as I can, that their neglects may pierce no deeper than their eyes discern;— here Lonzartes, this Girl will cure the bite of a Tarantula, and drive the poison from thy heart.  Lon. 
Out Hypocrite;— is this thy love unto Pandora? was all thy passion counterfeit the other day?  Cle. 
No, 'twas fairly growing up to equal thine in all sincerity of Noble thoughts; But the nice Lady would not permit it to take so deep root as yours, before she blasted all my hopes, and in a moment let me see, that love is like a bitter potion, which many taste, and flying away, rather choosing their disease, than so ill a relished remedy; This made me return to my old Antidotes Lonzartes;— what think you of a heat or two before you go?— call in the Music.  Sil. 
Pandora was to blame, to throw him off so rashly.  Lon. 
Let us retire Silvander, this Air is infected.  Exeunt Lonzartes and Silvander. Cle. 
Go whine fond lover, go whine, I say, go whine, While we cheer our hearts with Wenches and Wine, I say go whine.  [Exeunt Omnes. Here they Dance. Enter Lonzartes, Lindamira, and Ladies. Lin. 
I do not wonder that he is fallen off, 'twas what I feared, when his passion went so high, I saw Pandora was concerned, but we will bring it on again.  Lon. 
You are mistaken Madam, all he said then was jest, for he is now as mad as ever;— I left him Incirculed with six wild men, and as many wanton Girls, prepared to dance and Revel all the night.  Lin. 
There is no harm in dancing my Lord, unless they do catch cold; you judge Clearcus by what is past; but when I see him with Pandora next, I'll give my opinion of his concern.  Lon. 
By what means may their meeting be procured?  Lin. 
We'll think on't.  Enter Theodocia, and Ladies to them. The. 
I am sorry Lonzartes that Pandora has cast off Clearcus, which has occasioned his relapse, when a little patience would have settled him in the way of virtue.  Lon 
'tis every way what I expected not; his love was as strange as his rejection, and his relapse in the old humour, beyond all the rest;— I know not what to think of him.  Lin. 
Let us bring them once more together, and I'll undertake to guests at both their hearts;— it may be govern 'um.  Lon. 
I Madam, but how shall they be brought together? when both would rather see a Basaliske, than one another.  Lin. 
You may be mistaken my Lord, who judge by what you see, when 'tis our business, and our virtue, not to show our hearts till a full trial, that men are worthy of them;— then you forget that Clearcus conversion, must be by one he cannot conquer.  The. 
But if he will neither conquer, nor be subdued, how can his conversion follow?  Lin. 
If your Highness can contrive an interview, I have a fancy in my head, that may reconcile them, and effect what we all wish  The. 
I will send presently for Pandora, and entreat my Father to pretend some business to call Clearcus hither.  Lon. 
He will suspect.  Lin. 
Let him come, no matter what he suspects.  The. 
Do you Lonzartes, once more see what humour he is in.—  
— We must endeavour, and not fear to try,  
But trust the Event, unto their destiny.  [Exeunt severally. Enter Duke with Silvander and Lords. Duke. 
I ever thought Clearcus did but mock, and laugh at their designs; his brains is not yet ripe for serious love:— But how does Theodocia look on Lonzartes?  Sil. 
With much neglect Sir.  Duke. 
That is not well, have you Silvander instructed Lindamira, that she may inform Theodocia of Lonzartes Title to this Dukedom? and how much better than a Foreign Prince, her Marrying him, will be applauded by our people, who are not ignorant of his pretence.  Sil. 
I have Sir, and the Princess gives a serious ear to it, though she yet makes no reply; a little of your Council and Authority, I believe may incline her to a better value of him.  Duke. 
That shall not be wanting; Lonzartes is all that I can wish in a successor;— and his love looks so without design, that I will cherish it, and try to win my Daughter to comply.  Sil. 
Your Highness will gain a double interest in all your Subjects hearts by this honour to Lonzartes, who has merits proportionable to your favour, and his birth, all which his love gives Lustre to.  Duke. 
I see it Silvander, and will recompense his Faith, and his Humility, with my advice to Theodocia, who yet knows not his story.  Sil. 
The Princess must needs hear what every body talks, and all do wish.  Duke. 
I shall now inform her fully of Lonzartes Right, too long held from him: bid him meet me at my Daughter's Chamber; I will no longer hide my purpose for him:—  
— His Birth and Virtue, with his constant love,  
Declares he never can unworthy prove.  [Exeunt.  

THE FIFTH ACT.  Enter Lonzartes and Clearcus. Cle. 
NO, I'll never see her more.  Lon. 
Do you not love at all?  Cle. 
Nor ever will; methinks love is like a smooth water, that Invites men to Bath, and tumble in it with delight, until they be destroyed by Serpents, which in the bottom undiscovered lie.  Lon. 
What means this simile?  Cle. 
This Serpents bite, has Metamorphized you into a whining lover, into the shadow of a man, of late become a shape without a Soul; why must I busy my head with such Chimeras, when I can please myself to my hearts wish, my own way?— Prithee sweet suppressed Prince, do not forsake me thus, for specious shows of happiness, or vainer hopes of better days, than you will ever find in Court;— You are now safe, but when you grow wise, and serious, it will in the Duke's head great jealousies create; and to let him see your virtue, may be dangerous, and your pretence appear worthy of his fear.  Lon. 
That hazard is better, than what I now suffer, in the opinion of my best Friends, who believe this wildness is my Nature, or such as may beget a habit in me, which I can ne'er put off; and thus my security in this disguise, may become my ruin;— I wish I could persuade you Clearcus to show forth that virtue, all the World would wonder at.  Cle. 
To what end I pray? if the good Duke would give me employment fit for his Kinsman▪ and worthy of my Sword, I could soon be myself: But now I have nothing else to do, and therefore play away my time in folly; and 'tis a hard question which is best, for we know that too much wisdom does undo more men, than it advances, or else begets eternal slavery to State Affairs, where the wisest ever walk on needles points;— I have weighed these things, and do believe 'tis better to maintain the peace, and the security I now live in, unregarded.  Lon. 
But you will lose the Duke's favour, and become contemptible to the whole Court, if you continue thus Extravagant, what design can I have, by my desire to see you great and glorious?  Cle. 
Have I not tried, and been misled? yielded to your wise Maxims, against my own better judgement, and been rejected in the height of my Endeavours, to be (as you call it) great, and glorious, is not this true?  Lon. 
Yes, in part.  Cle. 
I will no more of your advice, till you can cure yourself.  Lon. 
I have an Honourable Argument for my love.  Cle. 
Who has not, until he be despised?  Lon. 
Was it not your own desire to be neglected? did you not declare against all women, that you could conquer? you left Pandora no way for victory, but by rejecting you; so that I can conclude a good success from what you raise despair.  Cle. 
Ha! think you Pandora did reject me, in compliance with my humour only?  Lon. 
What else? can she be angry with you, for loving her too much?  Cle. 
You do surprise me with a discourse I looked not for;— but I will be no more abused;— I will not see her.  Lon. 
How can you be reconciled then? shall she make love to you?  Cle. 
No, I abhor that thought beyond her anger, a woman Woo, that were preposterous.  Lon. 
Will you treat by Ambassadors, and wed by Proxy?  Cle. 
Nor so, that's only fit for Princes, who cannot meet to treat.  Lon. 
Will you have her; if she declares she would have you?  Cle. 
I shall never like her change of mind.  Lon. 
Can you tell whether you would have her, or not?  Cle. 
That's a harder question, than the other.  Lon. 
Will you have her by compulsion?  Cle. 
That were a Tyranny, would make her hate me ever.  Lon. 
Shall the Duke by his Prerogative Power, in spite of both your teeth, compel you both to compliance?  Cle. 
Let me think on this alittle, at first sight, this looks likely to agree us:— if two impossibilities can make one possible, this might do our business.  Lon. 
Well, what do you resolve?  Cle. 
Nothing, why do you tempt me to farther evils?— I know not what to resolve, nor what to say;— but will no more of love, my heart shakes at the thought of my last trial;— I blush to think how much less than man I was, and how much more than woman I created her in those few hours I loved;—  Enter a Messenger. Messen. 
The Duke calls for Lonzartes.  Lon. 
I'll attend his Highness presently.  Cle. 
I take you for my Friend Lonzartes;— do not discourse me into a Ruin, you will share in.  Lon. 
I have no Rule for friendship above my desire to see you happy.  Cle. 
I believe it Sir, and beg your pardon for my distracted language;— I must attend the Duke to.  Lon. 
And I.  [Exeunt. Enter Pandora, and Lindamira. Pan. 
You tyre me Lindamira, and chide me for a fault I cannot own; I had no other way to free myself.  Lin. 
You might have checked his approaches, with somewhat less severity, your rigour may beget despair in him.  Pan. 
Dispair of what? my undertaking was only on the Duke's command, to afford him civil visits, which I have done in hope of his conversion.  Lin. 
You did give o'er, before the work was perfected.  Pan. 
You speak as if the design to set him free, were to enslave me to the humour of a mad man.  Lin. 
The wildest young men, do often prove the soberest at the last; and the truth is Madam, we do all desire to see you and Clearcus convert one another; so to beget that unity of hearts, which the World seeks most.  Pan. 
Do you believe that I who have a prejudice against the best of men, can e'er esteem the worst?  Lin. 
If Clearcus were under that notion, I should have other thoughts; but when I consider such men reclaimed, do often make good Husbands; I have hopes of him.  Pan. 
If his wildness were his only fault, time, and experience might reclaim him.  Lin. 
If these be your only Exceptions Madam, I wish you would trust me to manage this affair.  Pan. 
You must not talk me into an Intreque which I avoid;— I do not love him.  Lin 
You will do, when you have him, I know many have done so after Marriage, who did not before.  Pan. 
That is too bold a venture for me, who have no faith in men; and those Examples you mention so rarely to be found, my courage dares not undertake it; pray no more of this.  Lin. 
The Princess desires your company at Court this Evening.  
I did intend to wait on her.  Enter Duke, Theodocia, and Lonzartes. Duke. 
I have given you Arguments enough on his behalf, which his dejected looks you see declare;— Your favours Theodocia should not be restrained, because his adoration is so great, he dares not beg 'em; come near Lonzartes.  The. 
Lonzarte's Worth is understood beyond the weak Rhetoric of flattering words; he cannot wish to be more valued, than he is by me  Lon. 
Nor will I ever Sue for favours beyond these you now afford me Madam;— may I confirm my hopes, by understanding what you say my own way?  The. 
You may, for since my Father does so much advise for Marriage, I may alter my opinion when I find just cause to value men, above my resolves against them.  Lon. 
For Heaven's sake Madam say no more, my breast cannot contain these spreading joys you give me, my hopes increase too fast for my despairing heart, to comprehend these honours you allow, without an Extacy.  Duke. 
Theodocia, I shall ne'er revoke the freedom I have given, to make your own choice, though I direct you to Lonzartes, to whom our Ancestors have done wrong.  The. 
This your indulgence Sir makes me more cautious how I proceed;— Marriage is a concern so great, I dare not at once resolve it, and the same day choose the man:—— I can yet only say, that I have altered my opinion in favour of Lonzartes.  Lon. 
My Amazement, and my concern are too great to answer Madam, my felicity is above the reach of a reply.  Duke. 
Theodocia, I have given you my best council, and my full consent to please yourself.  The. 
I thank you Sir, and will endeavour to Regulate my heart to your advice, and to Lonzartes wish;— give me but time to examine and approve what I am willing to submit to.  Enter Pandora, and Lindamira to them, with Silvander. Duke. 
How is it Madam, that you quit the field? before your undertaking be performed.  Pan. 
I have done my part Sir, which was on your command to allow him civil visits, and to entertain the Princess, I complied with Lindamira to try how our Raleary would work on him, which did produce so unlooked for an effect, that I was forced to quit my part, to save myself.  Duke. 
Were you in danger to be lost then?— I did not think Clearcus had prevailed so far; but if he be reclaimed, he will be worthy your esteem.  Pan. 
Your Highness did mistake me, I was in no danger to be lost through love, nor at all concerned; for a man who does declare against all worth in women, where he can get an interest: pray Sir, make me understand what you would have me do?  Duke. 
We would have you marry Clearcus.  Pan. 
Whether he will or no;— If I consent, can you prevail with him?  Duke. 
Do you comply, we'll try what we can do?  Pan. 
I would not be Treypand into a Marriage I am so much a verse to, in confidence of his old humour, think myself secure, and be so lost.  Lin. 
You may ventute safely Madam, you see he is so great a Coward, that he only dares pursue them that fly him, do but charge and he will run away.  Pan. 
If I were sure of that, I would seem any thing to be freed from farther trouble.  Lon. 
Trust me Madam, he is now worse than ever.  Duke. 
Lonzartes, pray use your interest to bring him to us now.  [Exit Lonzartes. The. 
Do you think Cousin, we have a design to harm you?  Pan. 
No, but your Highness disputes me into a condition yourself does not approve; pray show me the way to this felicity, that I may credit what you say, by what you do.  The. 
Will you then engage to marry Clearcus, the same day I marry?  Pan. 
Shall I choose your man, as you would mine?  The. 
Suppose I have already chosen.  Pan. 
I thought your Highness had been of my opinion; But if provided, I give you joy.  The. 
Now you run too fast the other way, I am only towards marriage.  Pan. 
That journey seldom proves long Madam, when we look towards it.  Lin. 
That was said like a sage Sibell, the quintessence of truth in few words, tis'but a willing mind, and then.  Pan 
Prithee Lindamira help me to be rid of this uncertain man.  Lin. 
I know no better council, then to be in love with him, or to seem so; for if he should take you at your word, and marry, that may do your work; for I once knew a Lady, who chose to marry an importunate Suitor, that she might be rid of him, and was so; for soon after marriage they parted, and never met more.  Pan. 
You are always in jest, I would have serious council now.  Lin. 
You have had my store twice over to no purpose.  Duke. 
By all my observations, I cannot judge, whether Clearcus, or you Pandora, be most extravagant.  Lin 
Your Highness may do well to put them into the College of half mad Folks, where they will either cure one another, or become quite mad together; when their disease is known, some remedy may be found; 'tis now past judgement, what either of them ail.  The. 
Lindamira says well, 'tis very strange you will not declare so far, as to let us see how we may serve you.  Pan. 
Do but leave me to myself, and I am well Madam.  The. 
Many sick people are of that opinion, when in most danger, and must therefore by their friends be governed.  Pan. 
As many healthy people, think themselves sick when they are not, and by seeking remedies for nothing, do create evils, they never can find cure for;— such high passions as Lindamira's, do never let us rest in peace, but do create perpetual storms.  Lin. 
You argue well Madam, if a dull calm, were the only happiness appointed us on Earth, than one degree from being asleep, would prove our greatest bliss;— sure no age did ere produce two such Icy-hearted Ladies, as the Princess & you.  Enter to them Lonzartes and Clearcus. Lin. 
Here comes a Homely, and a Jig hand in hand;— now for the second part to the same tune, Of love me, and love me not.  Duke. 
Clearcus, it troubles me to see you delight in a retired darkness, or else to walk in such clouds as we cannot see through; I would persuade you to regain Pandora's good opinion.  Cle. 
Is the mystery of love to be discussed in public Sir?  Duke. 
With us, who are so near allied unto you both; I think it may, because we all know what you both profess in private, and now desire to hear, what you will face to face avow; and we entreat you Pandora, first to show, why you threw off Clearcus.  Pan. 
You do amaze me Sir, to examine me as a Criminal!  Duke 
You have no cause for this displeasure Pandora, but mis-judge our love and our respects; we know your worth, and would to the World Illustrate that virtue you design to smother by a single life; I allow your purpose did become your younger days, and did express an Angelical Innocence; but I question whether now, on mature judgement, you may not do better for yourself, and us, to reclaim Clearcus.  Pan. 
You demand impossibilities from me, for if I should change my mind, he will change his too; Pray show me a rule to reclaim him by, before you do condemn me.  Duke. 
We only desire you will afford him the same civility, as did first induce him to adore that virtue he despised before.  Pan. 
I have done this.  The. 
You did begin, but you gave o'er too soon.  Lin 
And all her kindness but in jest too Madam, which he discerned.  Duke. 
How do you answer this? Lindamira was of your council.  Pan. 
I undertook him but in jest, and was by him enjoined to such severity as I performed, and 'twas then thought the only way to vindicate our Sex, and to work his conversion, which he at first did counterseit so well, as to deceive, and fright me from his farther visits.  Lin. 
Was his love so terrible?  Pan. 
To me it was, who thought him uncapable of ever having Noble thoughts for any of our sex.  Duke. 
But when you found him growing worthy, why did you not cherish that virtue, as your own Creation.  Lin 
Because she feared her Virgin-vow might be defiled, by owning such a Manchild of her own begetting; for he began to ask her blessing, till she laughed him into so great anger, that one day he proffered to kill himself, which gave end unto our Comedy.  Pan. 
If his cure had lain within the reach of Raleary I had gloried in my part, but never shall consent to enslave myself unto the humours of a man, who cannot be a minute in one mind; his imaginations are beyond the Moon, and would have he knows not what.  Duke. 
Clearcus you have heard your charge;— Guilty or not Guilty?  Lin. 
Guilty Sir.  Cle 
I shall never want your good word Madam;— Lindamira tells you true Sir, I am guilty.  Duke. 
Of what?  Cle. 
Of all the crimes, that offended Lady does object; pray Sir pronounce my doom, and put me out of pain.  Duke. 
Will you submit then, and obey it?  Cle 
If it can put me out of pain, I will?  Duke. 
I doubt it not;— my Sentence is, that you revive that love you showed unto Pandora lately.  Cle. 
Oh Sir, the very name of love, puts me into a shaking fit; for Heaven sake, give me Halters, Poisons, Daggers, any means to let out life, rather than renew those torments which I felt that hour I loved.  Lin. 
Pray Sir, give me leave, to put him some Interogatories.  Duke. 
Do so.  Lin. 
Your Lordship has confessed, that you have loved one hour, and must have some reason why you loved no longer; show us that reason, or for ever hold your peace, and submit to judgement.  The. 
How Clearcus, nonplussed by a Judge in Petticoats?  Clearcus stands mute. Lin 
Why Madam? many of our Sex have pussled the wisest men;— give him leave to think a little;— but if what I have said, has struck your Lordship dumb, hold up your finger,— 'tis He holds it up enough;— He has nothing to say for himself, but submits unto the mercy of the Court;— I understand him Sir;— and have now found a remedy for both their evils;— If you will trust me with your hand my Lord, I will not harm it:— and Clearcus gives his hand. if I have credit enough Madam to be trusted with your hand too, pray lay it without fear on mine, that I may try a charm I have, to conjure out the evil Spirits that possess you both;— you may at your own pleasure, take back your hands;— only let me hold 'em, while I pronounce my charm within.  Pandora turns away. Duke. 
Pandora I entreat you to try Lindamira's charm, give her your hand, she deals not with the Devil.  Pandora gives her hand Lin. 
The Devil I work by Sir, is truth, dressed in her rich robe of Innocence;— if truth do not convince both these Delinquents, my charm will have no power on them;— My Lord you have in this great Assembly, often said, that you could never value any woman you could win;— if now you have found this Lady as impregnable as you can wish, she is your fate;— hold Sir, remember He proffers to speak. you are dumb, till I have done;— Now Madam, I must speak serious sense to you, who stand here the expectation, and the wish of all the Court;— yet I know you must not consent to give your hand to him, nor in a look, or word comply, with what I say; for if you yield, Clearcus will forsake the Field;— I shall therefore only put your hands together, no marriage, nor no contract make, only desire that you will thus hand in hand retire a while with me in private, to apply my charm, who now do pray, that all the evils which ever did befall the most unhappy lovers, may light on him, or you, that shall their hand remove, before my charm does work; now come with me.  [Exeunt hand in hand. Duke. 
What the issue of this will be, I cannot guests;— Now Theodocia, I must remind you of Lonzartes, who dares not approach you on his own behalf, who is, what you can wish, to make you happy; and I do again invite you to Crown his unparalleled humility with a bliss, he presumes not once to mention, lest it offend you; I have also a State Argument you understand not Theodocia, your two interests in this Dukedom, thus united, will make it flourish;— Lonzartes has been wronged.  The. 
I know his wrong Sir, and have observed his sufferings, or I had never dallied with his love; Lonzarte's clear soul is adorned with more glories, than this Crown will bring him.  Duke. 
If then your hearts agree, give me your hands;— here Lonzartes is the best reward I have, to encourage modesty and worth, when they do in one heart combine, as now in thine.  Lon. 
Great Sir, I am so much surprised, so overloaden with my joys, that I have nought but blushes to express my gratitude;— nor know I how to welcome this unlooked for honour from the Princess, who deigns to raise her humblest Servant from her feet, to set me on a Throne, incirculed with more joys, then that you now restore me to.  [He kisses her hand. The. 
Keep still your Character Lonzartes, as I will mine, high transports in love are not long lived I fear.  Lon. 
I shall be Madam, whatever you direct, though this unlooked for happiness, do raise my heart above my own command, for such an excess of joy, is hard to manage.  [Kisses her hand. Enter Lindamira. Lin. 
I may now wish your Highness' Joy I hope, now your Fannatick love, conforms to the Law of Nations;— Now you may talk your pleasure against high passions Madam;— and methinks you Sir, do look as if you liked this better than that wise Sect of airy lovers, whose Philosophy doth teach not to desire, what they can never reach.  Lon. 
You are Madam the best Philosopher I ever met, and do deserve to have a Golden Statue in Loves-Temple set.  Duke. 
But how have you disposed of your Fantastic couple? 'tis that great work must Crown all your undertake Lindamira.  Lin. 
That goes on excellently well Sir, I have left them sitting on a Couch, with their hands still fixed, eagerly gazing on each other eyes, as if through them they could discern the inside of each others hearts; by their no motion, and their steady looks, I can foresee they will be of one mind suddenly.  The. 
Why could not we see this Experiment?  Lin. 
Oh Madam, my charm will not work in company; lovers will seemingly despise, what they like most, only to deceive observing eyes; I believe they held off thus long, for shame to own what they had so publicly declared against, and to themselves will hardly dare to let their hearts appear these two days;— they must look themselves into an Argument, for no words can ever reconcile their first Principles.  
If their hands, do not their hearts discover,  
I'll no more pretend to charm a lover.  The. 
May we not peep at the hanging, and stand unseen.  Duke. 
Let us not turn this serious work into a jest, unless Lindamira do approve it; none shall stir that way.  Lin. 
I can place you so, as you may see and hear too.  The. 
Pray Sir be pleased to look on them, our Testimony may be of use.  Duke. 
Come then.  Lin. 
Your Highness must stand silent, or you'll hinder my Projection.  The. 
We will, we will.  [Exeunt. They all Re-enter behind the Couch, and stand on each side of the Stage; then is discovered Pandora, and Clearcus holding hands, and sitting on a Couch, a while silent, looking on each other; then Clearcus proffers to kiss that hand he holds, she puts him back with her other hand, and turns her face from him,— He sighs:— Cle. 
Turn not away those beauteous lights have guided me to Heaven, nor look as if you were in pain to see my heart thus changed from a rude Distraction, to an Ecstasy of bliss; from a deformed satire, with a confused Chaos of dark thoughts, and blacker actions, by your glorious beauties, and brighter virtues, new formed into the Figure of a man, Emulating those Excellencies I admire in you:— Oh turn this way, and own what is your own Creation, by your perfections raised from what was worse than nothing, to something now, too worthy to be cast away; I should this happy hour believe myself were in in Elysium; did not this fair, soft hand, and those bright eyes assure me I yet live; from whence some divine instinct teaches my rude nature to adore, what I never understood before.  Pan. 
I do not like to be thus long left alone, to be exposed unto your passion, and the world's censure; Lindamira has deceived my trust;— I now see your plot, and her design descover, but will no longer suffer the abuse.  [Offers to rise. Cle. 
Be not so cruel unto yourself and me, think on the curse hangs over us, if we remove our hands till she return.  Pan. 
'Tis too much foolery, to give faith too.  Cle. 
Remember we complied to what she said; by which her words are Registered in heaven, and have engaged the gods by our consent.  Pan. 
'Twas rashly done, and I repent;— when will this subtle Sorcerress return? my innocence will justify my blind consent, to which I was misled by my fidelity and trust, and will no longer fear to take away my hand.  [Offers to rise. Cle. 
Oh take not your hand away until the holy Charm have rectified your heart, and therein created so much charity, as in a moment may remove your scorns, and teach you love; for I, who so long slighted your neglects, and fled all civil favours from your Sex, do now tremble at the thought of parting hands, until our hearts like them, become united.  Pan. 
Do you believe Lindamira Mistress of such Magic? that her words have power to reconcile dissenting hearts, like ours.  Cle. 
Yes, I find them work on me, and hope same effect on you, else why sit we here obeying those commands she left? why fear we to offend those powers she did invoke?— when you consider this, I hope you dare not stir a finger towards such impiety.  Pan. 
Though Lindamira's virtue be approved, I was surprised by her enticing words, and by the Duke compelled to do, I know not what;— and therefore will no longer now obey.  [Offers to rise; He holds her. Cle. 
Stay, oh stay, and let the fatal curse strike me alone; my guilts have merited what e'er can fall on me;— Do but command me to remove my hand, and I'll obey; that you may see how much your power prevails, above my fear of Lindamira's threats; If so, I may divert your harms; I will against my Nature and my Faith destroy all hopes of future bliss, to pull this ruin on myself, which else may light on you;— Say, must it be?  [Pandora sits silent awhile. Pan. 
If I command your hands remove, and her curse should after follow you, my unblemished Innocence may suffer more than all your crimes can merit;— I have no faith in charms, nor cause to apprehend her curses can reach me; and yet;—  
— My doubts and fears, my reason does dismay,  
I know not what to do, nor what to say;  
The Wonder is so great, I am afraid,  [Aside. 
Some god this Serpent, has an Angel made,  
And now endowed him with Celestial Art,  
To force obedience from my stubborn heart.  Cle. 
'Tis worthy your consult, before you do destroy a body and soul; here a ready Sacrifice to set you free, for now I find that Lindamira's charm does higher work.  
And now again, that dazzling light display,  
Which did my heart inflame the other day:  
Ye gods, I do implore your power to move,  [Aside. 
The bright Pandora, to allow my love;  
'Twill be the same, if now Clearcus dies,  
By Thunder struck, or by Pandora's eyes.  Pan. 
Lindamira's virtue, and her wit, are much more powerful, than her charms;— (which I contemn,) but you my Lord, have now by chance thrown out such words, I shake to think on;— Your body and your Soul are now at stake you say;— and by your looks I read, you think our Fortunes and our Fates, depend on my reply;— and so do I;— this is then too great a work, for so few minutes to dispatch; we must look up Clearcus, and from above seek aid:—  
'Tis piety, when we our hearts submit,  
To undergo, what ere the gods think fit.  Cle. 
'Tis so, let us hasten to the Temple then, there Celebrate:—  [They rise up. 
This happy issue of so strange contest,  
Wrought by the gods, must by the gods be blessed.  He Kisses her hand, three or four times in Joy. Cle. 
Where is this powerful Sibell gone? whose Sacred Charms do disenchant fantastic hearts.  Lin. 
I am here Sir, with witness enough, to hold Pandora to her word.  Cle. 
Let me adore thy Divine virtue Lindamira? who hath showed such skill, to raise dead folks to life; for we were dead in follies, and are now become true converts Sir.  Duke. 
This is great News, you are both well come to your wits again, which does declare Lindamira a great Artist.  The. 
What says Pandora for herself?  Pan. 
I have both ways done too much, either to excuse or justify myself; silence becomes me Madam.  Lin. 
Let the clock strike twice, before we credit what they say, or else make all sure, by I Clearcus take thee Pandora, etc.  Duke. 
Lindamira is my Oracle;— give me your hand Pandora, and yours Clearcus.  
May they most wretched live, and cursed die,  
Who shall this knot endeavour to untie.  The. 
My prayers concur with yours Sir, and now dear Cousin, what I wished is come to pass, that you and I might on the same day be Married.  
Thus for our good, we see the Gods fulfil  
What they design, though much against our will.  Pan. 
Your great Example Madam, is sufficient to lead me from all my own resolves to follow you, and if now Clearcus be reclaimed, we must own all our happiness to Lindamira's wit, who has conquered both, when neither of us could subdue the other; And now Clearcus I hope will seek occasions to show the World by his own actions the Noble Stock he is Descended from.  Cle. 
By your permission Madam, I shall set my heart towards my Prince his, and my Country's Service;— I beg employment Sir, on the next Galleys you send out, least idleness corrupt my busy brain.  Lin. 
Mark that Sir, he is already wavering; Madam take heed how you take the spirit of uncertainty, (in the habit of a man.)  Pan. 
You speak too late, the uncertain man, is now my certain fate.  Cle. 
Some diversions are necessary Madam, to look on the same objects ever, dulls and tires the best eyes; but Lindamira can say nothing, I dare contradict.  Duke. 
You shall command in Chief Clearcus, to show the world the vigour you have too long hid.  Lon. 
Joys on joys, light on Clearcus head.  [They Embrace. Cle. 
May those joys be Multiplied on yours Sir; my Redeemer, and now become my Prince.  Duke. 
We must conclude this happy day Lindamira, by joining Silvanders' hand with yours, if your mirth will give us leave to be so serious?  Lin. 
That is a serious jest Sir, I have long looked for.  Duke. 
Come near Silvander;— which of you two is most pleased now?  Both. 
I Sir.  Duke. 
Who spoke first?  Both. 
I Sir.  Duke. 
This is a good Omen to a joyful life; may you be both as happy as ever love made any.  Sil. 
We are happy to our wish Sir.  Lin. 
He speaks for himself Sir, on hopes of more than he may find.  Duke. 
We'll Celebrate these weddings suddenly, and see that Lindamira's praise be in loud Hymeneals sung through all the City, to encourage the like Virtuous, and Noble undertake.  Lin. 
I thank your Highness for your good opinion, but shall love you for this gift of my Silvander, above all your other favours; Now Silvander.  
Let us dwell Arm in Arm, and daily show  
Our loves increase, that all the World may know  
Our hearts; Now the fair Princess does confess,  
That Wedlock may afford True Happiness.   

EPELOGUE.  

LADIES, our Author has so great Respect  
To Your Fair Sex, he fears some gross Defect  
In his best Characters, may prove so short,  
Of Your perfections, he needs pardon for't.  
If such sad fate, do now attend his Play,  
In's Cloak, thus muffled, he will sneak away;  
But You likeed, he will on tiptoe go,  
That all the World, may the proud Author know.   
FINIS.