[I. 1] And pecks of Crowes, in the fowle feilds of Thebs. He will not fuffer us to burne their bones,

To urne their ashes, nor to take th' offence 48 Of mortall loathsomenes from the bleft eye Of holy Phabus, but infects the windes

With stench of our flaine Lords. O pitty Duke,
Thou purger of the earth, draw thy feard Sword
52 That does good turnes to'th world; give us the Bones
Of our dead Kings, that we may Chappell them;

And of thy boundles goodnes take fome note
That for our crowned heades we have no roofe,
56 Save this which is the Lyons, and the Beares,
And vault to every thing.

Thef. Pray you kneele not,

I was transported with your Speech, and suffer'd

60 Your knees to wrong themselves; I have heard the fortunes Of your dead Lords, which gives me fuch lamenting

As wakes my vengeance, and revenge for'em

King Capaneus, was your Lord the day

64 That he should marry you, at such a season,
As now it is with me, I met your Groome,
By Marfis Altar, you were that time faire ;
Not Iunos Mantle fairer then your Treffes,

68 Nor in more bounty spread her. Your wheaten wreathe
Was then nor threafhd, nor blafted; Fortune at you
Dimpled her Cheeke with fmiles: Hercules our kinesman
(Then weaker than your eies) laide by his Club,

72 He tumbled downe upon his Nenuan hide
And swore his finews thawd: O greife, and time,
Fearefull consumers, you will all devoure.

I, Qu. O I hope fome God,

76 Some God hath put his mercy in your manhood Whereto heel infuse powre, and preffe you forth Our undertaker.

Thef. O no knces, none Widdow,

80 Vnto the Helmeted-Belona use them,

And pray for me your

Troubled I am.

Souldier.

2. Qu. Honoured Hypolita

[I. 1]

Moft dreaded Amazonian, that ha'ft ffaine

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The Sith-tuskd-Bore; that with thy Arme as ftrong

As it is white, waft neere to make the male

To thy Sex captive; but that this thy Lord
Borne to uphold Creation, in that honour
First nature ftilde it in, fhrunke thee into

The bownd thou waft ore-flowing; at once fubduing
Thy force, and thy affection: Soldireffe
That equally canft poize fternenes with pitty,
Whom now
Then ever he had on thee, who ow'st his strength,
And his, Love too: who is a Servant for
The Tenour of the Speech. Deere Glaffe of Ladies
Bid him that we whom flaming war doth scortch,
Vnder the fhaddow of his Sword, may coole us :
Require him he advance it ore our heades;
Speak't in a womans key: like fuch a woman

ow I know haft much more power on him

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As any of us three; weepe ere you faile; lend us a knee;

But touch the ground for us no longer time

Then a Doves motion, when the head's pluckt off:

Tell him if he i'th blood cizd field, lay fwolne

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Showing the Sun his Teeth; grinning at the Moone
What you would doe.

Hip. Poore Lady, fay no more:

I had as leife trace this good action with you

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As that whereto I am going, and never yet

Went I fo willing, way. My Lord is taken

Hart deepe with your diftreffe: Let him confider :
Ile speake anon.

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3. Qu. O my petition was

kneele to Emilia.

Set downe in yce, which by hot greefe uncandied

Melts into drops, fo forrow wanting forme

Is preft with deeper matter.

Emilia. Pray ftand up,

Your greefe is written in your cheeke.

3. Qu. O woe,

You cannot reade it there; there through my teares,

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Like

[I. 1] Like wrinckled peobles in a glasse streame

You may behold 'em (Lady, Lady, alacke)

He that will all the Treasure know o'th earth 124 Muft know the Center too; he that will fish

For my leaft minnow, let him lead his line
To catch one at my heart. O pardon me,
Extremity that sharpens fundry wits
128 Makes me a Foole.

Emili. Pray you fay nothing, pray you,

Who cannot feele, nor fee the raine being in't,
Knowes neither wet, nor dry, if that you were
132 The ground-peece of fome Painter, I would buy you
T'inftruct me gainst a Capitall greefe indeed
Such heart peirc'd demonstration; but alas
Being a naturall Sifter of our Sex

136 Your forrow beates fo ardently upon me,
That it fhall make a counter reflect gainft

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My Brothers heart, and warme it to fome pitty

Though it were made of stone: pray have good comfort.
Thef. Forward to'th Temple, leave not out a lot
O'th facred Ceremony.

1. Qu. O This Celebration

Will long last, and be more costly then,

144 Your Suppliants war: Remember that your Fame
Knowles in the eare, o'th world: what you doe quickly,
Is not done rafhly; your first thought is more.
Then others laboured meditance: your premeditating
148 More then their actions: But oh Iove, your actions
Soone as they mooves as Afprayes doe the fish,
Subdue before they touch, thinke, deere Duke thinke
What beds our flaine Kings have.

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2. Qu. What greifes our beds That our deere Lords have none.

3, Qu. None fit for'th dead:

Thofe that with Cordes, Knives, drams precipitance,

156 Weary of this worlds light, have to themselves Beene deathes most horrid Agents, humaine grace Affords them duft and fhaddow.

I' Qu. But our Lords

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Lie

Ly bliftring fore the vifitating Sunne,

And were good Kings, when living.

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Thef. It is true. and I will give you comfort,

To give your dead Lords graves :

The which to doe, must make some worke with Creou ;

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1. Qu. And that worke prefents it felfe to'th doing: Now twill take forme, the heates are gone to morrow. Then, booteles toyle muft recompence it felfe,

2. Qu. We come unfeasonably: But when could greefe Cull forth as unpanged judgement can, fit'st time

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[I. 1] By warranting Moone-light corflet thee, oh when Her twyning Cherries shall their sweetnes fall

200 Vpon thy tastefull lips, what wilt thou thinke

Of rotten Kings or blubberd Queenes, what care
For what thou feelft not? what thou feelft being able
To make Mars spurne his Drom. O if thou couch
204 But one night with her, every howre in't will
Take hostage of thee for a hundred, and

Thou shalt remember nothing more, then what
That Banket bids thee too.

208 Hip. Though much unlike

You should be fo tranfported, as much forry
I should be fuch a Suitour; yet I thinke
Did I not by th'abftayning of my joy

212 Which breeds a deeper longing, cure their furfeit
That craves a prefent medcine, I should plucke
All Ladies fcandall on me. Therefore Sir
As I thall here make tryall of my prayres,

216 Either prefuming them to have fome force,
Or fentencing for ay their vigour dombe,

Prorogue this bufines, we are going about, and hang
Your Sheild afore your Heart, about that necke
220 Which is my ffee, and which I freely lend
To doe these poore Queenes fervice.

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All Queens. Oh helpe now

Our Cause cries for your knee.

Emil. If you grant not

My Sifter her petition in that force,

With that Celerity, and nature which

Shee makes it in: from henceforth ile not dare

228 To aske you any thing, nor be so hardy Ever to take a Husband.

Thef. Pray ftand up.

I am entreating of my felfe to doe

232 That which you k neele to have me; Pyrithous
Leade on the Bride; get you and pray the Gods
For fucceffe, and returne; omit not any thing
In the pretended Celebration: Queenes

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