ANNE BOLLEN.

THE NOVELS OF ELIZABETH Queen of England; Containing the History of Queen ANN OF BULLEN.

Faithfully Rendred into English by S. H.

LONDON Printed for Mark Pardoe, at the Black Raven over agianst Bed­ford-House in the Strand, 1680.

[portrait of Queen Elizabeth]

The Novels of Elizabeth, Queen of England, &c.

NOtwithstanding the Duke of Allenoon had quitted the Court of England, Queen Eli­zabeth continued her usual Divertisements with the prin­cipal Lords and Ladies of Her Court. Balls, Comedies, and Mu­sick, [Page 2] were oftentimes their Enter­tainments; but as Conversation did chiefly delight the heart of this Princess, it was herein that this great Queen (who was al­ways projecting high Designs for the agrandizing her Government) was accustomed to recreate her Spirits.

Being assembled one night at Westminster, their discourse in­sensibly changed into a recital of the grand revolutions during the Reign of King Henry VIII. Some persons thought to make their Court in condoling the destiny of the Queen her Mother, of whom divers had spoken so dif­ferently, and the Truth so little known. The Queen who was naturally good, replyed that Kings do usually guide themselves in a different way from particular per­sons, and that what passeth in their [Page 3] Cabinet-Council, ought not to be divulged to all the World, therefore the Death of the Queen her Mother had till that time, upon politick Considerations, been kept secret, that neverthe­less she ought to supersede all these considerations to justifie a Princess to whom she owed her Birth.

But as the too great creduli­ty of the King her Father ought in some measure to be blamed, she should be very glad that the Duke of Northumberland would relate it, he having been a Wit­ness to the greatest part of those things which did conduce to that wicked Action, and he being ex­empt from Partiality, his Relati­on would carry the greater Truth. Wherefore after his obeisance to the Queen, he began thus:

The History of Queen ANN of BULLEN.

ENgland, for many years past, did not flourish with so great Peace and Tranquility as in the first years of the Reign of King Henry VIII. The Inclinations of this Prince were good; He pos­sessed many eminent Qualities; He was at first purposed for the Church, and his youthful years having been employed in conti­nual Study, he acquired a pro­found Knowledg, whereof he gave a signal Testimony in pro­cess of time.

[Page 5]He ascended the Throne so young, that in the beginning of his Reign he stood in need of the Dutchess of Richmond his Grand-mothers Counsels, a Woman of the greatest Ingenuity and Vir­tue in her Age. The chief Offi­ces in the Kingdom were disposed of by her; by her William War­ham Archbishop of Canterbury was made Lord Chancellor, Richard Fox Bishop of Winchester, was made Lord Keeper, Thomas How­ard Earl of Surrey Lord Treasu­rer, and George Talbot Earl of Shrewsbury Lord Steward of His Houshold.

Things did not long continue in so quiet a Condition as at the beginning. The King Espoused Katherine of Arragon, Relict of his Brother Prince Arthur, not without some repugnancy; the Dutchess of Richmond dyed soon [Page 6] after this Marriage: There hap­pened a division amongst his Mi­nisters; Wolsey is raised from a low Condition to that of the Kings Favourite, and all the kindness this Prince could have for the Queen was Traversed by the En­chantments of Elizabeth Blunt. Ne­ver was any Person more ensna­red by this Passion than he, and this one vanity of his clouded the splendour of all his virtues.

Although the Birth of Wolsey was very obscure (being the Son of a Butcher, born at Ipswich in Suffolk) he had a most pregnant Wit, capable of the highest affairs, so that few Courtiers were com­parable to him in their abilities; as he had particular Tallents to make a happy usage of the Kings Favour, so did he exquisitely in­sinuate himself into His Majesties affections, by cherishing this young [Page 7] Princes inclinations to Women.

The first advantages he acqui­red by his Policy were the Bi­shopricks of Tournay and Lincoln, shortly after, the King made him Archbishop of York, and that he might not be inferiour to the Archbishop of Canterbury, he pro­cured of the Pope to be made a Cardinal.

But whilest he establisht him­self thus gloriously, Blunt made no less considerable Progress in His Majesties Affections; this Il­lustrious Conquest made her Am­bitious without moderation, she pleased her self sufficiently in ma­king the King Act blindly what­ever she desired. (excepting this weakness) he was the best man in the World at the Age of two and twenty years.

Pleasures incessantly reigned in his Court, there Youth appeared [Page 8] Magnificent, the King had a Libe­ral Soul, His Favourite was not covetous, Blunt loved Splendor and vast expence, nothing was there seen but Balls, Comedies, Turnaments, and stately Magni­ficence.

The Queen was a Princess in­finitely wise and constant to her Husband; the amorous commerce betwixt him and Blunt gave her much perplexity, but she hoped that time and the advantage she should have in bringing forth a Legitimate Heir to the Crown would winn her the Kings heart.

But things happened not accor­ding to her desire, for she was delivered of a Son, whom she sent as a New-years-gift to the King the first day of January; he re­ceived it with no small joy, but she was much afflicted by the Death of this young Prince, who [Page 9] lived but one Month; but Blunt more fortunate then the Queen, brought forth a Son who was im­mediately Created Knight of the Garter, Earl of Nottingham, Duke of Richmond and Somerset, and afterwards Admiral of England.

So much Grandeur might have satisfied Blunts Ambition, yet she raised her self to something more considerable. There were certain Circumstances in the Kings Mar­riage which made her conceive other hopes, and Woolsey's Friend­ship being most necessary to her, she sought by all possible means to gain it; but he well saw her Power was so great that he fear­ed he had too much favour'd a Passion which might diminish, or at least limit his Esteem.

At this juncture of time the af­fairs of England and France ob­liged Henry VIII. and Francis I. [Page 10] of France to resolve upon that famous interview made betwixt Guines and Ardres; The King of England arrived at Guines with all his Court, and at the same time the King of France at Ar­dres with his Court; the two Kings saw one another, and spoke toge­ther, and so splendid was the Mag­nificence on both sides, that ever since the place is call'd The Camp of Cloath of Gold; both Parties made Feasts, and both Nations often intermixed. Blunt, extream­ly eager to possess the heart of Henry, brought with her an Equi­page worthy of her Ambition. The Dutchess of Suffolk who had been the Wife to Lewis the Twelfth, but now Wife to Charles Brandon Duke of Suffolk, upon this occa­sion appeared as the Kings Sister, and as one of the most Beautiful Ladies in the World. As for the [Page 11] Queen who was naturally modest she did not affect the sparkling of Gems, but was content with that of her dignity, and had with her many Maidens of the best Houses of England, whose Parents had put them into an Equipage suitable to her retinue, yet there was no sight there comparable to the fair Ann Bullen, who went o­ver into France with the Princess of England when she was Married to Lewis XII. and continued there till now. She Eclipsed all the Beauties there, and King Henry, who till then had never sighed for any Lady but Blunt, felt at the sight of Ann Bullen that his Soul was too great to be Limited to one single passion, he found some­thing so sweet and Charming in her eyes, that in spight of Blunts Jealousie he abandoned himself to the pleasure of beholding her.

[Page 12] Wolsey, who studied all his acti­ons, soon perceived this Passion, and at the same instant contrives a design to oppose her to Blunt, whose esteem began to disquiet him. But as Ann of Bullen was of the Queen of France's Reti­nue, and as there could be no pretence to withdraw her thence so suddenly, she returned to Pa­ris, and Henry was much trou­bled to part with her.

There were then many Persons of quality, who passed from Eng­land to France, and from France to England, curiosity transporting some, and love enforcing others. Henry Percy, Son to the Earl of Northumberland, followed the Court of France, or rather Ann of Bullen, of whom he was most passionately amorous; he was per­fectly handsom, and of very great Merit, although he was young he [Page 13] had already shewn much Valour against the Britans, and had fol­lowed the Marquis of Dorset with much Honour in the affair of Na­varre, he now only reserved the Honour to gain the heart of Ann Bullen, who had resisted the suits of the most Illustrious persons of France.

And it was in this Voyage that Piercy first acquainted her with the Passion he had conceived for her at the interview of Guines. He had submission and heat, per­severance and a certain sweet and agreeable temper of Wit, easy to insinuate. Ann Bullen was ten­der and courteous; her Eyes found him worthy of her heart, and he found no difficulty in gaining her love, after he had assured her of his.

But whilest they th [...] passio­nately engaged each other, For­tune [Page 14] changed their Scene. There happened some things in England which did precipitate the designs of Wolsey. The Duke of Buck­ingham who had a Soul both great and generous) as generally all those of his name ever had) sup­ported the Pride of Wolsey with much impatience, he explained himself hereupon a little too high, and his Franckness was the cause of his Ruin. The Cardinal who knew the importance of so great an Enemy, resolved to overthrow him speedily, and began by re­moving his most particular friends. The Earl of Surrey his Son in Law was, upon some slight pretence, imprisoned, and the Earl of Nor­thumberland his Father in Law was sent into Ireland. Wolsey's ill nature took the advantage of that Power his favour had raised him to, and by his under-hand [Page 15] labouring Buckingham was Con­demned to be Beheaded. The Crimes whereof he was accused were inconsiderable, and he had assuredly obtain'd his Pardon, if he had asked it, but he had so much Courage as to prefer death before a base submission.

Blunt made so strong an oppo­sition in this Affair against Wol­sey, that he often feared he should not be able to compass his de­signs herein. She perceived he had no good intentions for her, and therefore she took contrary Measures in her conduct to what she did formerly in respect of him. As he was the most penetrating of all men, he disintricated all the designs of Blunt, and waver'd no longer to mannage the return of Ann Bullen (whom he well knew the King remembred with much tenderness) in hopes to have an [Page 16] entire power over a Person whom he pretended to raise above Blunt.

The arrival of Ann Bullen was a most agreeable surprize to the King, who had conserved a vi­gorous Passion for her, her ab­sence had only produced in him pressing desires to see her again, and now, found her more fair, and abandoned himself intirely to her Charms, but whether he feared Blunt, or had some respect for the Queen, he was a little cautious of shewing his Change. Piercy who went into France on­ly for the love of Ann Bullen, stayd not there after her return: at her arrival she was preferred to the Queen, where the King had opportunity to see her and discourse with her without diffi­culty. Wolsey was now wholly bent to put her in the place of [Page 17] Blunt, who in a short time per­ceived the Kings inconstancy: She was ready to dye with grief, and doubted not but it was the Cardinal's doings only, which made her conceive an irreconci­leable hatred against him.

Ann Bullen, although she per­ceived what effects her Beauty had produced upon the Kings heart, became nothing proud thereof, and found nothing but subject of perplexity in this ad­vantage. Piercy had smitten her in such an effectual and tender manner that nothing was capa­ble to remove him from her, and as this was not the first time she had sacrificed considerable Con­quests to him; she easily deter­mined to hear the King no far­ther then her condition obliged her to, and to answer him no o­therwise then with respect and indifferency.

[Page 18]The Rank she held with the Queen was considerable, being descended from the ancient Earls of Ormond by the Fathers side, and from the great House of Norfolk by the Mothers; her wit which was Modeled in the most gallant Court of Europe created her many Friends, and Blunt, whose jealousie encreased against her at the same measure that the Kings flames were declared in her favour, was the only person who sought not her friendship, notwithstanding she durst not permit her first Fury to act open­ly against her, but contented her self to search into, and in­struct her self in the affairs of Ann Bullen.

Fortune facilitated her way hereunto. This fair Ann had a Brother whose great Merit made a considerable figure in King Hen­ry's [Page 19] Court, but whose wicked Destiny inspired him with a Pas­sion for Blunt. The Kings Con­stancy to her had hindred his discovery of it, but the levity which he now observed in him emboldened him; He took Blunt in one of those moments of de­spight wherein she passionately desired to be revenged on the King, and hoping for great ad­vantages from such a lover as young Bullen, who could not pro­bably be ignorant of his Sisters Secrets, she bound him in a com­merce of Gallantry. She learnt of him the Engagement betwixt Piercy and Ann Bullen; this know­ledge was joyful to her, hoping that a Marriage between these two persons would traverse the pretentions of Wolsey, and would heal the heart of the King, whom [...]he did not renounce.

[Page 20]The Cardinal had Prospects quite opposite to Blunt; he pre­tended to govern this Prince al­ways by the means of Ann Bullen, whose Beauty engaged him more and more, but he did not fore­see the obstacle which Piercy's Merit had brought to his Pre­tentions.

The King, naturally uncon­stant, neglected not only Blunt, who before had so great power over him, but began also to have some sentiments of indifferency for the Queen, which were soon changed into a version; upon this matter he opens his very Soul to Wolsey alone: The Cardinal, who did not love this Princess, was glad of it, and began imme­diately to insinuate into the Kings mind a design of a Divorce, not that he intended to make Ann Bullen Queen, for he propo­sed [Page 21] the Alliance of the Dutchess of Allencon, Sister to the King of France, for Henry, that so he might bring that Prince over to his Interests, and that he might at the same time have a Queen absolutely for him, and a Mistriss for the King who was in some measure his Creature.

The King, who thought she could content her self with his love, consented to the Alliance with France, and left the Rupture of his Marriage to Woolsey's care. The Power which the Cardi­nal had in England, his Intrigues at Rome, and his intelligence in France gave him great hopes for the Divorce and the second Mar­riage. But Ann Bullen, who had both Vertue and Resolution, was not of the humor to indulge the Kings Passion as he desired. She received his first assurances [Page 22] of it with a respect more full of coldness, then he expectde. This resistance augmented his love, and to render himself more agreeable, he sought for succours in his Divertisements, he invent­ed Plays and Feasts, and all this was only advantagious to Piercy, who appeared there with so much grace and activity, that Ann Bul­len respected none but him, and was only sensible of his sighs. The Queen, who foresaw part of her Misfortunes by the Kings coldness to her, lived in a de­plorable sadness. All the Passi­on of young Bullen could not consolate Blunt, by reason of Henry's Inconstancy. She saw e­very day her own credit to fade, and her Rivals to flourish, and the immoderate ambition which possessed her, cast her Soul into an estate of perpetual fury and

[Page 23]In the mean time every one began to speak of the King's change, the Queen, Blunt, and all the Court were convinced of it by the constant care he had for Ann Bullen, but they also ob­served that she took no pains to manage this Conquest.

Piercy had too powerful an in­terest in this Affair not to exa­min it carefully, he was persua­ded of the fidelity of Ann Bul­len, but the concurrence of such a Rival as Henry was notwith­standing an unhappy Cross, and what ever her preference might be for him, he had reason to fear so puissant an Authority.

He saw Ann Bullen every day, [...]nd at all hours, he remarked [...]ome melancholy in her eyes, [...]nd as he loved in such measure [...]hat her least troubles were the [...]hief Subject of his dispair, be [...]eared she had taken some se­cret [Page 24] displeasure, and conjured her tenderly to make no Mystery of it to him. He found her one day in so extraordinary a melan­choly, that he sighed several times, and she perceived it not, finding something of cruelty to his love in this Novelty, he brake a silence which began to make him impatient. I know not Madam, said he, what your heaviness presages to me, but it makes me fear 'tis something un­luckey: there is no appearance that you have not still the same bounty for me as you had before, nor do I believe I have rendred my self unworthy of it, nevertheless I see a surprizing change in you: It may be said your eyes did not know me, or that they would not give them­selves the trouble to look upon me, I see nothing in them but a cruel indifferency: It seems they never [Page 25] did know you have loved me. Can it be possible that your Court is agreed with those‘No, she replied, interrupting him with a sigh, do not expound a lan­guish which you have caus'd, to my disadvantage. I love you with too much Justice ever to cease loving you, and this trouble which you have observed by my silence and by my melancholy is only an effect of that tenderness I have for you.’ Do not hide my good Fortune under such cruel ap­pearances, replied Piercy. Tell me the true cause of this condition wherein I now see you, if you love my repose.

‘I fear, said she, Fortune has no good will towards me, and I am jealous of her favours.’ I know, says Piercy, she hath crea­ted me a dangerous Rival, but I [Page 26] am assured of your Constancy and I neither fear his merit nor his pow­er. ‘You do me justice, said Ann Bullen, and I do again re­iterate my Vows I have so of­ten made to you, That I will never love any but your self. But Piercy, if that tenderness which the King declares for me be not capable to move me, his Authority which obliges me to suffer it, will prove but a fatal Experiment; I protest to you it is with great impatience that I am forced to spend those few Moments with him, which I would most willingly bestow upon you, and that he can see nothing in my eyes but discon­tent which ought to repulse him.’ Piercy loved too well not to find a sensible delight in this obliging discourse of Ann Bul­len, he returned her his Thanks [Page 27] for it in most passionate terms, and continued his discourse, say­ing, Make my interest with your Parents, Madam, before the King explains himself, and I will secure my own, and you can, by establish­ing my good fortune, hinder the King from thwarting us. An Bul­lin loved Piercy sufficiently to consent to every thing that might secure her self for him. Now it was openly discoursed that the King would divorce his Queen, and Marry the Dutchess of Alen­con, and the opportunity was fa­vourable enough to Piercy's in­tentions, who declared them to old Bullen, and he accepted of this Alliance without difficulty, as being very advantagious to his Family. Blunt learnt this News of her lover with such joy, as for some time suspended her jealousy. But old Bullen would [Page 28] not consent to this Marriage be­twixt Piercy and his Daughter, till the King and the Earl of Northumberland had approved it. There was then a necessity to speak to them of it, and as Ann [...] Bullen had great reason to fear some obstacles, she would not employ ordinary persons in this Negotiation. She prayed the Dutchess of Suffolk (by whom she was tenderly beloved, as be­ing her Confident during her se­cret Intelligence with Brandon) to make the King consent to Piercy's good Fortune, it wa [...] not without some confusion tha [...] she explained her self to th [...] Dutchess, but the interest o [...] her heart overwhelmed her Mo­desty.

The King had much Friend­ship and very great Respect fo [...] the Dutchess of Suffolk, she sus­pected, [Page 29] as well as others, the de­signs that he had upon the heart of Ann Bullen, but as he never had told her any thing of it, she feigned ignorance and ac­quainted the King her Brother, That she having a Friendship full of esteem for Ann Bullen, she ardently desired to see her Married to Piercy, a Person of Merit, and humbly begg'd His Majesty to consent to it.

The King blusht at this dis­course of his Sisters, and judged that Ann Bullen had given the Princess this employ, and that from her only she had learnt to Praise Piercy, his thoughts were mightily discomposed, and be­ing sensible of nothing but love and jealousie, he looked upon the loss of Ann Bullen as the greatest of evils which could pos­sibly befall him. He could not [Page 30] hide his trouble from the Prin­cess, whom he desired to speak no more of this affair, for some important reasons, whereof he would one day give her an ac­count. But he enquired of her whether Piercy was beloved, and having learnt the truth, he im­mediately quitted the Dutchess of Suffolk, and sent to find Wool­sey, whom he commanded to think no more of the Dutchess of Alencon for his Queen, but to employ all his Art to pre­serve Ann Bullen for him.

The Cardinal wished hear­tily that the King's Passion had been a little more moderated, but considering it was an epi­dimical distemper, and that in making Ann Bullen Queen he should gain her absolutely, he did not believe that a person of her Age and condition could have [Page 31] Constancy proof against a Crown. So he assured the King of all that might flatter him, and took upon himself the Charge to let Piercy know that he must heal himself till such time as the King should declare his intentions for Ann Bullen.

In the mean time they began to labour for the Divorce, and the Queen, who had secret ad­vice thereof, expected those suc­cours she stood in need of for the justice of her cause. Blunt, who believed the Marriage of Piercy and Ann Bullen was con­cluded, flattered by her ambiti­ous prospects, conspired the Rupture of the Kings Marriage with the Dutchess of Alencon. She was big with great hopes of her young Son, for whom the Infanta of Portugal, with the Dutchy of Milan for her Por­tion, [Page 32] were already designed, and she doubted not one day to raise her self by this fortune to some­thing more considerable.

As Woolsey was busied in the important Affairs of this King­dom, and Piercy gave himself up intirely to his love, the Cardi­nal could not acquit himself so soon of his promise to the King. The Prince did not delay so long to explain himself to Ann Bullen; It was not many days after the Dutchess of Suffolk had spoke to him that he stopt Ann Bullen as she was passing through the Gallery into the Queens Lodgings, and taking her aside to a Window, I demand of you, said he a moments Audience, I have something to tell you of importance enough to oblige you to grant it me. Although my duty calls me to attend the [Page 33] Queen (said she) I know the Obedience I owe to your Maje­sty, and am ready to hear what­ever your Majesty shall please to say to me. The King re­plyed, ‘Is it true that you would render Piercy the most happy of all men? I thought I had suffi­ciently made known to you that I loved you so well as never to consent to it, you have an absolute power over my heart, give me some small part in yours, and I will make you a present far more glorious than Piercy.

Although Ann Bullen hearken­ed well to what the King told her, she could not refrain sigh­ing, the happiness of her life was founded upon her Passion for Piercy, she preferred him a­bove all the Fortunes of the Universe. ‘If your Majesty, [Page 34] said she, had in the least inti­mated to me, that I should not love Piercy, at the time when my heart was at liberty, I had done all that was in my pow­er to have prevented it, but it is now a long time since I de­clared my inclinations in his favour.’ I will oppose it all my life time, said the King extream­ly moved, you know he is my Subject, and I can remove him from you when I list. She repli­ed boldly, ‘You can do some­thing yet more unjust, but in Banishing Piercy from your Kingdoms, or exposing him to any disgrace, you will not find the way to chace him from my heart, and any misfortune that he suffers for my sake will but render me the more sen­sible for him. Your Majesty obliges me to speak with that [Page 35] freedom which perhaps you may condemn, but I had ra­ther commit that error then betray my just sentiments.’ A more passionate man than I, the King replied, would punish Pier­cy for the Injustice you have done me, I hope that a little reflection upon my proceedings will make you sensible you are in the wrong: abuse not my moderation, I am not ex­empt from some transports I would willingly avoid, I love you enough to Sacrifice all things to you, and I would not give place to the high­est Powers in the Ʋniverse for you; the life of Piercy shall answer for what you make me suffer, there­fore I leave it to you to manage my hopes.

Ann Bullen enter'd the Quens Presence much tormented at the King's last words. In the mean time Woolsey entertain'd Piercy, [Page 36] and put his patience upon the Anvil. ‘It is a long time, said he to him, that I have sought for an occasion to let you know that I love you, I am persua­ded of your exceeding great Merit, and should be sensibly displeased if you should give the least occasion to Fortune to declare her self against you; I must give that advice which I would not have you neglect. You love Ann Bullen, the King hath some designs which agree not with your Passion, endea­vour to free your self from it, and merit the Kings esteem by this effort.’ What designs soever the King may have, answered Pier­cy, I see nothing that can hinder me from loving the person you speak of, and it is not my humour to re­nounce the least of my hopes. I [Page 37] know that you can love in spite of all the World, reply'd Wool­sey, but I know better that the King can Command you not to look upon a person, for whom he hath a particular esteem, and that it were better for you to remove your self from her, then to expose your self to the indig­nation of your Prince. I know not by what Motive you Act, said Piercy, whether in zeal for him, or Pitty for me, but I declare to you, That neither all the Powers of Earth, nor a whole Age of Refle­ction, can ever be able to make me change. Woolsey added, I thought you had not been so strictly en­gaged, but since you resolve so blindly to destroy your self, I must leave you to your Passion. ‘And I will follow the Inclina­tions of it with Pleasure, said Piercy, and I feel my self de­termined [Page 38] to a Constancy tha [...] is Proof against all things.’

Woolsey left him enraged with a foolish Stability, and resolved to punish him for it. His Am­bition, which every body flat­tered, could not see himself dis­pised without Indignation, but he hid it from the King, and did not tell him the truth of things, to spare him the trouble.

Piercy recounted to his Mi­striss the discourse he had had with Woolsey, and she told him what had passed between the King and her; and as these Lo­vers were Allarmed at the crosses preparing for them, so the plea­sure of loving each other with such Constancy did Comfort them.

Woolsey, who was Confident of the King's Passion, and knew all its violence, hearkning no [Page 39] longer to Reason, which at first hindred him from indulging it, now only studies Piercy's Mis­fortune. Blunt, who looked upon the Cardinal as the principal Athor of the King's infidelity, discover'd to him her Resent­ments of it upon all occasions. The Cardinal knew her fierce­ness, and was not ignorant of her Artifices, and as he feared her credit, though much dimi­nished, he resolved to ruin her, to advance the Fortune of Ann Bullen. He a [...]seth the King to recall the old Earl of Nor­thumberland out of Ireland, and oblige him to marry his Son Piercy: at the same time that these orders were given, Henry declares openly the intention he had for the Divorce. The Queen in vain employs the aid of her tears and tenderness, but [Page 38] [...] [Page 39] [...] [Page 40] nothing spoke in her favour, and Brian and Vane were sent to Rom [...] to proceed in it.

Blunt doubted not but this great design was Woolsey's Inspi­ration, and judged that he la­boured to elevate her Rival▪ The Queen, who was upon the very point to receive so sensi­ble an injury, was not less en­raged against him, and although she had more Moderation them Blunt, her Hatred for the Car­dinal aspired [...] less to Venge­ance.

Ann Bullen's Favour, which began to appear openly, and the care of the Queen and Blunt to decry her, began to make the people murmur; The King was obliged to explain himself to an Assembly of his Lords at his Palace of Bridewell, where he Protested that it was purely [Page 41] out of Conscience, and the de­sire he had to give them a Suc­cessor to the Crown, which mo­ved him to this design of di­vorcing the Queen. Some of them appear'd satisfied herewith, but many of them were not con­tented at it. The subtil Wool­sey, who feared some dangerous troubles might befall him upon [...]it, persuaded the King, That whatsoever Pleasure he took to see Ann Bullen, it was of vast importance for him to remove her for some time, That reasons of State as well as those of love obliged him to it, That it was to separate her from Piercy, and to facilitate the design he had to recall his Father, That the Queen murmured, and that the discontent of the People which was managed by the jealousy of Revengeful Blunt, was not [Page 42] less to be feared, and that this retirement of Ann Bullen would infallibly calm all things.

The King approved Woolsey's Reasons, but found it difficult to consent to them; but the Cardinal left him not till he made him determine this Exile, which he went immediately to de­nounce to Ann Bullen. ‘Ma­dam, said Woolsey to her, I come to offer a Petition to you from the King, which will be surprizing, since the Con­tents thereof is to Banish your self from the Court, for no o­ther Crime then that you have appeared therein too Beautiful: 'Tis not without much regret that he removes you, since all the happiness of his life de­pends upon seeing and plea­sing you. But the present state of Affairs have so Ordered it, [Page 43] and it shall be for so short a time as would not be discerna­ble, but that all Eyes are upon you.’

Ann Bullen was fierce, and sen­sible of the least thing that con­cern'd her Honour, she took some offence at her undeserved Exile, [...]nd their endeavour to Banish [...]er from the love of Piercy ex­ [...]iting her Passion, she told Wool­sey she should readily quit that place where she received so little satisfaction. ‘I pitty His Maje­sties weakness, said she, and and I shall joyfully depart from a Court, where I am often for­ced to hear those things that displease me, to retire into a solitude, where I may with li­berty entertain my self with those thoughts that please me. You may there make just re­flections, replied Woolsey, upon [Page 44] the grand Advantages which Fortune has decreed you.’ ‘Her Favours, said she, are so un­solid that I will wholly bend my self to despise them; tell the King I will be gone to mor­row, and that I am extreamly obliged to him for ordering me that thing which I desired with my whole heart.’

She would have no longer Converse with him, but shut her self up in her Chamber, and feigned an Indisposition. The Cardinal returned to the King, and as he had made himself a necessary familiarity to flatter him, he concealed the Rage of Ann Bullen from him, and set­led his mind in a peaceable Condition.

Piercy received this News of Ann Bullens Banishment with unspeakable grief. She exhort­ed [Page 45] him to support this begin­ning of their crosses with con­stancy, and said a thousand ten­der things to him, which some­thing allay'd his torment, but their parting extracted many tears from both; Piercy had a great Courage, but could not refrain this weakness.

Ann Bullen retired some two days Journey from London, to one of her Fathers Houses, where she was only accompa­nied by her Mother. The place was very agreeable and proper to flatter her melancholy, her absence astonished every body. Blunt, who knew not the true causes hereof, was joyful at it, and believed it to be the be­ginning of her disgrace, and that she was withdrawn by ri­gour. But the Queen, more penetrating, plainly perceived [Page 46] That her Banishment was only to appease the peoples murmur­ing, and to facilitate the King's designs.

At this juncture, the old Earl of Northumberland return'd from Ireland, and was received with extraordinary Testimonies of Esteem and Friendship. The King gave him new Offices, aug­mented his Revenues, and plea­santly surprized him by the ad­dition of Favours, even beyond his hopes. Woolsey, who had advised with the King upon the Conduct which ought to be ob­served in this Affair, expressed to him on his own part, how strong a desire he had to serve him, and gave him Counsel how he might yet farther sustain and enlarge his Fortunes; he con­vinced him at last that the Al­liance of Ann Bullen would be [Page 47] [...]o ways advantagions to his [...]on, and proposed by the By [...]he only Daughter to the Earl [...]f Shrewsbury for him, and made [...]im easily apprehend how great [...] Credit this Marriage would [...]rocure to his Family. The on­ [...]y thing that made him pause, [...]as to find a means whereby [...] oblige his Son, who was a­ [...]orous, and passionately belo­ [...]ed, to commit an Infidelity. Woolsey, more crafty and less [...]arful, told him, That with a [...]tle Affront or foul play, it [...]ight easily be brought to pass, [...]d that it was no hard matter [...] obstruct the most tender En­ [...]gements.

Although the Earl loved his [...]n with a Fatherly Passion, [...]d was persuaded of his con­ [...]ncy, yet he followed the Car­ [...]nal's Counsel, and proposed [Page 48] the Earl of Shrewsbury's Daugh­ter to Piercy, who Answered his Father with great emotion, and protested he would sooner seek his Death in the utmost parts of the World, then re­nounce his love. The Earl pas­sed by this his first rashness; but whilest Piercy, by a happy in­telligence, entertained a Com­merce with Ann Bullen which cherished him, there was a Trea­chery of cruel effects preparing for them both.

It was acknowledged that Ann Bullen was the only Orna­ment of the Court ever since her first arrival. The King was insensible of all pleasures, but those of love, and Woolsey was obliged to hasten those Affair [...] which might recall Ann Bullen.

Old Bullen, who was flattered with the hopes of seeing his [Page 49] Daughter a Queen, did willingly assist to deceive her, and whilest his more indulgent Wife suf­fered her to continue her cor­respondence with Piercy, he en­gages with Woolsey and the Earls of Northumberland and Shrews­bury.

Ann Bullen lived contentedly in her Solitude, and shewed a strong resolution to continue in it, but her Father went himself to pull her out of it, and made use of all his Authority to make her return to the Court. She obeyed, but would not return to the Queen, and it was with great grief that she saw herself constrained to suffer the King's Visits.

‘You fly from me (said the King to her the first time he saw her) will you always in this manner answer a Passion [Page 50] which makes me undertak [...] such extraordinary things?’ Yo [...] have explained it, she repli'd, i [...] so extraordinary a manner, tha [...] I have great reason to doubt o [...] it, and there are but few Lover [...] who would signalize their passio [...] in Banishing the Creature the [...] love. ‘The Violence I acte [...] on my self (the King returned in Banishing you hence, ough [...] to oblige you to pitty me, an [...] not to reserve so unjust resentments against me, I would labour securely for my repos [...] and your Fortune; For yo [...] alone I have engaged my sel [...] in this Divorce which now so much surprizeth all Europe▪ In one word I will make you Queen. It is a condition, she repli'd interrupting him, too glorious for me, and I am no [...] in a conditition to accept [Page 51] You owe your heart to the Queen, who is a Princess de­serving all your Affection, do not, in abandoning her, draw upon your self those miseries which usually attend Infideli­ty. How cruel is your Gene­rosity, said the King, or ra­ther how unjust is your per­severance for Piercy? he is not so worthy as you esteem him, and time shall shew you who is most amorous, he, or I.’

In this manner the King ex­plained himself, and Ann Bullen continued stedfast to the Pas­sion she had for her Lover, who had left London to shun the Per­secution of his Father, and was absent at her Arrival, but soon came up at the News of her re­turn, and she soon perceived she had committed an irreparable o­versight in leaving the Queens [Page 52] House. Her Father forbid her to see Piercy, and sent him word of it, that so he might avoid the refusal which would be given him at the Gate. This Prohi­bition troubled her extreamly, but she was necessitated to make use of her Courage. She dissem­bled before her Father, and told him with great indifferency that she would obey his Commands, but that she hoped, in doing this Injustice to Piercy, it was not in his resolution to employ the Au­thority he had over her in favor of any other Person. As those whom I would serve in your be­half, said he, have more power then I, I shall easily promise you to do nothing for them. At length he retired, and as she doubted not but Piercy's impa­tience would soon bring him to her, she Writ to him her Fathers Orders.

To PIERCY.

It is forbidden me to see you it is a cruel Necessity unto which I am forced to obey, but my dear Pier­cy, they cannot hinder me from lo­ving you, I Conjure you to submit your self to those that have Autho­rity over me, avoid those rash car­riages that may render us meritori­ous of our sufferings; I shall not see you, but I shall Sacrifice to you what considerable thing soever Fortune can offer me, attending the oppor­tunity to give you more forceable de­monstrations of my tenderness.

He that delivered this Letter to Piercy was an Eye-Witness of his transports caused by it; he presently thought upon revenge, and to begin with Woolsey first, whom he looked upon as the principal cause of his misfortune, but considering he was fore­warned not to follow the moti­ons [Page 54] of his Wrath, he was content to Afflict himself, and thus he an­swer'd the Letter of Ann Bullen.

To ANN BULLEN.

No Considerations could hinder my Resentment, if the Injustice of my Enemies could have made me lose your heart, continue your bounty to me, which I prefer above all things: it would be unnecessary for me to repeat here how well I love you, and what I suffer for you: I will hope with you that the times may change; pitty me, and believe that my Passion shall never end but with my life.

The Messenger whom Ann Bul­len entrusted with her Letter to Piercy, was perfideous, and being corrupted by her Father, never delivered her the Answer he had sent; she was surprized at Pier­cy's coldness, notwithstanding she did not accuse him, but attri­buted [Page 55] this silence to his grief.

She feigned herself indisposed for a long time, as foreseeing that since she was forbidden to see Piercy at home, she could not be permitted to see him else­where. And to avoid all occasi­ons of giving her Father cause to complain of her disobedience, and the World to give her trou­ble, she appear'd not in any place, and Piercy sought after her in vain; in the mean time he was exposed to all the bad effects that a violent Passion cruelly thwarted could possibly cause. The King had other like Privi­ledges, and saw Ann Bullen every day. Piercy was not long igno­rant thereof, he knew well e­nough that her indisposition was feigned, and believing that she had received his Answer; bewails himself that her first Bounties [Page 56] should have so short a continu­ance: In this sort he passed away one Month, Ann Bullen being al­ways retired, the King saw her as he was wont, and Piercy could do nothing but figure a thou­sand cruel things to himself: his Jealousie began to make him fear that the King was more happy then he, and the event of things confirmed him in his first suspi­cions.

The Earl of Northumberland and old Bullen were equally a­greed with Woolsey, the one aspi­red to see his Daughter Crown­ed, and the other to see his Son matched into the most considera­ble Family in England. Piercy had a Constancy which amazed them, and to remove it, Wolsey contrives with them a Letter from old Bullen to the Earl of Northumberland, which was in these Terms.

To the Earl of Northumberland.

THE Obstacle which your Son's Pas­sion for my Daughter hath hitherto put to the Marriage you so much desire, is now wholly removed. I open my very heart, and impart my joy to you. Our persuasions have shaken Ann Bullen, and the Kings Perseverance hath conquered her: the appearances of a Divorce have flattered her Ambition, and she hath now surrendred her self to the Interest of her Fortune, after a long Fight she maintain'd for Piercy. If things succeed according to our hopes, a short time shall assure you that no Person in the World has a higher Value for you then my self.

Thomas Bullen.

The Earl of Northumberland laid this Letter upon the Table in his Closet, where his Son usually came to speak with him, and left the dore open. Fate acted what he desired; Piercy having some business with the Earl, went into his Closet, and there found this Artificial Letter, which caused [Page 58] the loss of his Repose. He read it often and would have persua­ded himself that it was not real: but appearances joyned with so powerful an evidence left him no place to doubt of his misfor­tune. The faithless Creature has surrendred, cry'd he, and whilest I despise real advantages, she hearkens to an unconstant man, who himself will soon punish her for the injury she hath done me. He paused a long time upon this Letter, and confirmed himself in his thoughts, that he was betray­ed. By these reflections he con­cluded that Ann Bullens Letter to him was only an Artifice to hinder him from seeing her, and that she agreeing with her Father had consented to the writing of this to the Earl of Northumber­land, who at this moment came in, and judged by the great con­sternation [Page 59] he found his Son in, that he had found Bullen's Let­ter. He asked him remisly if he had any thing to say to him. Yes my Lord, replyed Piercy, I come to beg your permission that I may go for some time to suck in a more a­greeable Air then this of London. Why will you, said the Earl, leave it, when all things require your continuance here, you are sensible of my designs, and of the complaisance I have hitherto shewed to your repugnancy of them; but in short Piercy, it is high time you should now satis­fie me, you bear an illustrious name, my years are far spent, and the Interest of our House solicits me to establish you. I know, my Lord, said Piercy sighing, that I ought indisputably to act what ever you please, but you have known my weakness, and I still crave your [Page 60] Honours Pardon for it. Your Per­severance is so little merited, the Earl interrupted him, that I blush to see you sigh for a Woman who does abandon you, and pays those favours she only hopes from the King with such shameful ad­vances. I beseech you, my Lord, repli'd Piercy dolefully, to spare Ann Bullen, she may have some levity, but can never fail of being Virtuous, and I am persuaded she will never sacrifice me but to the Crown of England. There is no likelyhood of what you say, con­tinued the Earl; the Divorce cannot be made, Campeius is pre­paring to go for Rome, and the Queen has more hopes then ever. Notwithstanding the King Visits Ann Bullen every day, and at all hours, he is very well satisfied with her, and has quite deserted Blunt.

[Page 61]Some persons that came to pay a Visit to the Earl interrupted this conversation, which conti­nued long enough to put Piercy upon cruel Tryals; his Father would not in policy speak to him of this Letter, as not doubting but he had seen it, but gave him liberty to go and make doleful Reflections thereupon.

He passed one of those terrible nights, where sensible disquiets take up the place of repose, and far from finding relief, he found on the morrow that the King had Created Ann Bullen Marchioness of Pembrook, old Bullen Earl of Ormond and Wilton, and his Son Viscount Rochfort. He doubted not then that these favours from the King were recompences for the favours he received from Ann Bullen, and in spight of himself he fell into unjust suspicions of her.

[Page 62]The Earl of Northumberland quickly perceived the disorder of his mind, and the impression that all these things had made up­on it, he neglected not so favou­rable a Conjuncture: Piercy's con­stancy was attacked in many dif­ferent places, they made him ap­prehend that he ought to engage himself before the intrigue of the King and Ann Bullen was made publick. The Earl of Shrewsbury's Daughter was young and beautiful, he believed he might find some repose with a person so amiable, and marry­ed her after he had so long resist­ed the Commands of his Father, but time made him know his love was only hid under a resentment of short continuance.

In the mean time the business of Divorce did not advance, the Cardinal Campeius who was Mediator [Page 63] for Rome, had orders to proceed slowly, the King's love made him impatient; Ann Bul­len was not of the same Chara­cter with Blunt, but stuck much faster to her honour.

But how great was her surprize when she heard of Piercy's Mar­riage, although she had murmur­ed at his silence, she did not fear his fidelity: she gave no credit of a great while to this News, and thought it was only a Tryal they had put her upon, but at length she was forced to yield, and persuade her self of that thing which all the World con­firmed. Her own Conduct did nothing reproach her, yet she be­lieved his distrust of her constan­cy had been the cause of his change. She employed all her care to hide her grief, but she suc­ceeded not so well therein but [Page 64] the King perceived it, and re­proach'd her with the kindness she conserv'd for so faithless a man: in fine all her spight was turned upon Wolsey: she had not the power to wish Piercy any harm, to avenge her self. Blunt was not less enraged against Wol­sey then she, she understood by her correspondence with Vis-Count Rochefort that Piercy had not been deceived but by the Cardinal. These two redoubted Enemies undertook a thing that seemed impossible, that is to say the utter overthrow of Wolsey's Fortune. The Queen, who had a much more just subject to hate him, had the same intentions to ruin him, laboured on her part to destroy this audacious favourite.

Piercy found not that tranqui­lity in his Marriage which he ex­pected, although he believed the [Page 65] Marchioness of Pembrook was un­constant, and that all things ob­liged him to withdraw his affe­ctions from her, he found a great­er disposition in himself to love her now then ever. The per­plexity of finding himself every day sensible of his first Passion, occasioned him a dangerous fit of sickness; in the height of his Fever it was discoverable that he retained the same passion, but his Youth and the great care that was taken of him surmount­ed that Distemper, which every body judged to be Mortal. But he continued in a languish which time could hardly wear out.

As angry as Ann Bullen was with him, she could not forbear to make some Vows for him, his Crime appear'd most detesta­ble to her, but she thought up­on his Person with pleasure. They [Page 66] had not seen one the other from the time His Majesty had com­manded her to retire from Lon­don, till they accidentally met one day by the side of the River Thames with equal emotion of Spirit, she could hardly know him he was grown so pale and cast down, that he moved rather pitty then wrath. She gave a screek when she perceived it was he, who took her surprize to be her aversion. Madam, said he to her, I did not design to give you any trouble here, my grief conduct­ed me hither, as a place proper for no other Company but it self; at a more happy time perhaps you might have seen me with less Horror.

In a more happy time, repli'd the Marchioness, with looks which expressed more of sorrow then wrath, I should certainly have found the most sensible of all Pleasures to [Page 67] have seen the faithful and genourous Piercy, but I ought to have nothing but horror for a man who after his dearness to me, is become unconstant, perfidious, and in one word the Son-in-Law to the Earl of Shrewsbury. You have taught me to change, an­swerd Piercy dolefully, but unfor­tunately for me, my condition is on­ly changed, my heart is altogether the same it was. You are Married, she added, can you say that I have given you Examples of levity, I whom neither King, Father, Favou­rite, nor Fortune herself could be e­ver able to shake, nay even since you have betray'd me. And have not you, said Piercy, repaid the King those Dignities he hath shower'd on your whole Family, with that same heart you stole from me? No, unjust Pier­cy, said she, I have not done what you say, I have loved you with too wuch perseverance, and if I ought to [Page 68] be reproached with any thing, it i [...] that I have writ you a Letter full of tenderness, which you would no [...] vouchsafe to answer: Have not you received my Answer, cry'd he? I am betray'd Madam, I am too courteous not to acknowledge the Honour yo [...] did me, I have watched a thousand times to see you since, but you did not appear, the King has been continual­ly in your company, has overwhelm­ed you with his favours, and all th [...] world spoke of his good fortune your Father has confirm'd it, and despair has precipitated me into this state I am in at present. I see, said the Marchioness, we owe all our mise­ries to the Artifices of Woolsey, and without reproaching your weak­ness, I shall be content to comfort my self with that Liberty I have preserved I merit much greater evils then those I have, and I well see that time has destin'd me enough of them. But as for you, Madam [Page 69]said Piercy, put an end to those which may menace you, forget an ungrateful man who ought not to give you a moments trou­ble, and no longer refuse that glo­ry the King offers you, Marry him if he can make you Queen, you shall have in me a most unfortu­nate Subject, who will retain for you Sentiments of Respect, and adoration to the last minute of his life, and who shall find comfort in any condition, when he shall see you in a state wor­thy of your self. I conjure you to this, continued he in prostra­ting himself at her feet, if a truly sincere penitence can me­rit any thing of you. She in­terupted him shedding some Tears, Go Piercy, and let it suffice you to have caused me the chief of all evils, do not so­licit [Page 70] me to render it yet greater You have been more dear to me than fortune, and you are still too much: let us put a period to this conversation which af­flicts us, and can give us no o­ther Subject but that of repen­tance, conserve your self for those persons to whom you stand ob­liged, and endeavour to forget me, for your own quiet sake.’ At these words the Marchioness parted from him, and he had not force enough to detain her, she never apear'd more beauti­ful to him, and he never found himself more amorous. He con­tinued some time after upon the place, he murmured against his Father, detested Woolsey, accused the Earl of Ormond, made a thousand reproaches to himself, and returned to his [Page 71] house full of grief and relu­ctancy.

This discourse of Anne Bullen and Piercy gave them knowledge of their misfortunes, and incen­sed them against the Cardinal. The Popes sickness which hap­ned at this time, made him neg­lect the divorce, and labour se­cretly to be elected by all the powerful intrigues he had at Rome. The King perceived something, and pressed the two Cardinals earnestly to determine this famous affair, because they had full power to do it. But the Pope recovering this sickness, recals Campejus, without give­ing him leasure to satisfie the King. The King notwithstand­ing resolves to appear in Court, with the Queen before the Judg­es, nothing was more smart and [Page 72] touching then what the Queen pleaded in her defence, she im­plored justice of the King, and went out of Court in despair, and made her appeal from the Cardinals to the Pope.

The King accus'd Woolsey of his delay, and that he had be­tray'd him secretly, but the Car­dinal moderated his Indignation, by his Rhetorick who neverthe­less looked upon him as a man of little Sincerity.

Cardinal Campejus departed from London, and the King who knew the Pope and the Empe­rour were reconciled feared his Designs, Queen Katherine being Aunt to the Emperour, who in­teressed himself strongly in her Cause. Woolsey's slackness whilst he was in prospect of being e­lected Pope, caused much dis­quiet [Page 73] to the King, who ordered Campejus to be stopt at the Sea side under pretence of searching his Goods, but in effect, it was to see if there could be found amongst them any Writings concerning these Affairs.

His departure raised the Queens hopes, but gave fear to those that were interessed for the Marchioness of Pembrook. Blunt was not dissatisfied with these delays, knowing the Kings present Inclinations. And Anne Bullen was joyful thereat, in hopes to be revenged of Wool­sey, which followed soon af­ter.

The King had murmured a­gainst him with high Displea­sure, every one perceived his favour was nip'd, and the Ene­mies his haughtiness had rais'd [Page 74] him now observ'd no measures, the people cryed out upon his Injustice, the Lords of his pride, the Queen of the sorrows he had caused her, Blunt that he had made her to lose the Kings heart, and the Marchioness of Pembroke that he had occasion­ed the loss of her repose.

The Queen proved that he designed to betray the King, keeping secret intelligences with the Pope and the Emperour, it was made clearly to appear that he oppressed the Nation by his vanity which he supported by tyrannizing over the people; Anne Bullen was too much incen­sed against him not to second the multitude, and vindictive Blunt acted with no less resent­ments.

He was then accused, and ar­raigned [Page 75] according to the usual forms of Justice, yet he conti­nued to sit as Chancellour, ho­ping by his presence to disperse this storm, but the King was ac­quainted that a person accused as a criminal ought not to offici­ate the most important charge of the Kingdom. Who sent the Dukes of Norfolk and Suffolk to him to demand the great Seal from him, which he refused fiercely telling them his Majesty had honoured him with the Of­fice of Chancellor for his life, but the King wrote to him on the morrow to send it him and to quit London. He obey'd the order of his Prince, returned the Seal, and immedi­ately went to Asher, a very fair House that he built after he had given Hampton Court to the [Page 76] King, commanding his Steward to deliver up to the King or his Orders all his moveables, which were the richest that ever any Subject possessed.

Norris who had been brought up with the King, took VVool­seys place of Favorite, and Con­fident. The quality of Agent in amorous Secrets was more a­greeable with his Character, than with the gravity of a Pre­late, his own experience had rendred him learned in these sort of intrigues, he had excess, of complaisance, and found the true way to please the King.

VVoolseys process was made with sufficient precipitation, all his goods were confiscated, be­ing convicted of Treason against the King, and Violation of the Laws of the Kingdom, but the [Page 77] disposal of his person was left to the pleasure of his Prince; if he had been more submissive, or less powerful, he had un­doubtedly found more Friends, but his Fortune and his Pride had raised him up irreconcilia­ble Enemies, he was ordered to attend the sequel of his Destiny at Asher. The King who could not all at once renounce the kindness he formerly had for him, left him in possession of the Arch-Bishoprick of York, and bishoprick of Lincoln; sent Norris privately to him to assure him that he pittied his misfor­tune, and to give him a Ring, which the Cardinal received up­on his Knees. He gave Norris a magnificent present, and after he acquainted him (with a great deal of wit and resolution) that [Page 78] he was a most famous example of fortunes inconstancy; he conjured him to assure the King of his respect, and acknow­ledgment. He fell dangerously sick in hearing by the intelli­gence he kept at the Court, that the Queens Friends, Blunts Indu­stry, and the Credit of Anne Bul­len, did every day extinguish those sparks of bounty the King conserved for him. The King in the mean time was concern'd at his illness, he sent to visit him, and obliged even the Marchioness of Pembroke to testifie some candour to him, he was permitted to go from Asher to Richmond, but was arrested on the Road upon new accusations of Crimen Leze-Ma­jesté, and carried to Cawood Castle.

Sometime after he was taken out of the Castle to be brought to [Page 79] London, but Grief and a Fever ended his Life upon the Road, he died with a great deal of Con­stancy, and signified no other Re­gret, but the loss of his Princes friendship; he had a prodigious Wit, and was seen (as it were) to Govern all Europe, and no E­nemies but Women could have caused his fall.

The King had been more sen­sible of his death, had he been less taken up with love, but he thought upon nothing but the means whereby he might possess Anne Bullen, whom neither his Care, nor Piercy's apparent Infi­delity, could render any thing more flexible: He gave every day some fresh mark of his boun­ty to those of her Family, her Fa­ther was put into the chiefest Em­ploys, and her Brother, Viscount [Page 80] Rochefort, appear'd the most splendid man in the Court, he was permitted to see Blunt every day, but she had nevertheless ha­tred and jealousie for his Sister.

Piercy led a most deplorable life, his Passion for Anne Bullen had recollected all its force, since their interview upon the Rivers side; she tasted more sweetness in finding him less culpable, than she could imagine, but the great­er she found her tenderness for him, the more she avoided meet­ing him, not finding in her self strength enough to hide her In­clinations from him. Norris soon made himself considerable to all the world, by the credit he had acquired with the King, he often visited the Marchioness of Pem­broke, in delivering the King's A­morous Messages to her, but he [Page 81] took a little too much pleasure in this Commerce, and unhappily found his heart was too tender to serve as an Agent for another, without some self Interest with the most beautiful person in the World.

The esteem which the Kings of England and France had reci­procally one for the other, joyn­ed with some reasons of State, ob­liged them to make another in­terview. Henry met Francis at Bulloigne, and Francis accompa­nied Henry afterwards to Callais, where the two Courts made up the most glorious Company in Europe. They made many Feasts, and the Marchioness of Pembroke appear'd so beautiful in a Mas­querade whereat the two Kings were, that she made new Con­quests. Norris was so charmed [Page 82] with her, that he could not for­bear saying to one of his most particular friends at their break­ing off; How fair is the Marchio­ness of Pembroke, and how un­happy is a man to have a heart so sensible of it as mine? The King passed by him at that instant, but the place was dark, and he not speaking it very loud, his voice could not be discerned.

Henry made the King of France his Confident in the passion he had for Anne Bullen, and told him he was resolved to marry her as soon as ever the Divorce should be determined. This Prince far from condemning his design, a­vows to him bona fide, that he had passionately lov'd her, and that in the same Condition he should have done the same thing, that he could assure him by expe­rience, [Page 83] she had vertue made her worthy of that honour he de­creed for her, and he offered him his assistance and force, if he stood in need of it upon this occasion, an Authority of such importance that caused a sensible joy to Hen­ry. The two Princes mutually promised an inviolable friend­ship, and being willing to demon­strate it even in their Subjects, Henry gave the Order of the Gar­ter to the Constable of Montmo­rency, and the Admiral Brion, and Francis gave the Order [...] to the Dukes of Nor­folk and Suffolk.

At the return from this Voy­age, the King of France, whose counsel the Marchioness respect­ed, solicited her for the King of England, she could no longer oppose so great difficulties, her [Page 84] Parents, her Acquaintance, and Piercy himself who conjur'd her to it; at length shaked her stabi­lity, which till that time she made appear. She consented to marry the King, and Rome having not yet concluded, Rowland Lee, af­terwards Bishop of Coventry and Lichfield, privately Celebrated the Ceremony in presence of Archbishop Cranmer, a number of Persons to whom the King im­parted this secret, and some of the Family of Anne Bullen. The Publication of the Divorce was made shortly after, Queen Anne was presently Crowned, and Queen Catherine ever after called the Princess Dowager.

Never was any Person more satisfied with his own Fortune than Henry, nor more worthy of hers than the beautiful Queen, [Page 85] she reserved so much sweetness and modesty in this Exaltation, that she charmed all those that approach'd her therewith. Pier­cy, who continually adored her, was consolated in some measure, in the happiness of his Rival for his Mistresses glory; Queen Ka­therine expected it too long to be surprised at it, but Blunts fury, who foresaw it as well as the Queen, ceased not to give her terrible transports at the news: Her hatred to the Sister extended to the Brother, and she detested both the one and the other. It was somewhat terrible to her to see her Rival elevated to the same degree of honour that she had fix­ed her hopes upon, and nothing appear'd difficult for her to en­terprise, whereby she might pull her down.

[Page 86]In the Interim the young Queen was with Child, and was deli­vered of a Daughter who was af­terwards that famous Princess Queen Elizabeth.

The Divorce was so far from being confirmed by the Pope, that it was declared void at Rome, where King Henry was sentenced to retake his Queen, upon pe­nalty of Excommunication in case he refused. 'Twould be in vain here to repeat the whole Series of a matter so well known: The grief of Queen Katherine was ve­ry violent, for she had hoped, that after the King had satisfied his love, he would be reduced by rea­son; but when she saw him per­severe, she gave her self up to discontent, and fell into a distem­per, whereof she died.

She wrote such tender and [Page 87] smart things to the King, that he was touched with some Re­morse for his unjust dealing with her. She left him one Daughter, who was afterwards Queen Mary.

Norris sought by all means to keep in the King's favour, but he had an Interest to manage: His heart was strongly fixed up­on the Queen, but the King's Constancy to her, rob'd him ever of his hopes to discover his passi­on to her: He knew the King was capable of new amours, and he took a great deal of care to make him observe the beauty of a young Lady that waited upon the Queen; insomuch that he perceiv'd the King was insensibly smitten with her; a full and quiet possession oftentimes pawls the Appetite of the most passionate [Page 88] Lover, and the enjoyment most commonly is sufficient to oblite­rate the merit of the Person. Thus whilst the Queen performed her duty, faithfully loving the King, and forcing her self to forget un­fortunate Piercy, Love revenged Blunt, and prepared misfortunes for the Queen, from which no­thing could secure her.

Although her Beauty was no­thing diminished by Marriage, the King could not forbear fol­lowing his Inclinations for un­constancy, and became amorous of Jane Seymour. The perfidious Norris, who was the occasion hereof, pretends to make himself meritorious of the Queen's Fa­vour hereby, and acquaints her with the King's new Amours, in hopes to please her therewith: She told him that since his Maje­sty [Page 89] had been pleased to honour her with his tenderness, and ren­dred her Condition so glorious, he was not obliged to confine all his Affections to her Person; and she should be so far from perplex­ing her self with an incommodi­ous Jealousie, that she should be joyful to see him search his satis­faction.

Norris expounded the Queens discourse to his particular sence, he believed that she did not love the King, and that her indiffer­ence had caused her thus to speak. Your Majesty has reason, said he, thus to despise his injustice, and you will have no less reason to use him with the same unconstancy: Thus your Majesty ought to revenge your Beauty, and you cannot do a­miss herein, since he hath given you a President: If I had so great a [Page 90] share in your Majesties esteem, as I have passion for your Interests, I should take the liberty to tell your Majesty — If I had the least e­steem for you, replied the Queen coldly, and you should have a real zeal for me, it should be neither your Friends nor your Counsels, that should regulate my Conduct: I know the King's Goodness, and shall ne­ver recede from the acknowledg­ment and respect I ow him; I do not penetrate the reasons that oblige you to speak this, be more discreet for the future, and do not force me to Advertise the King that you be­tray his Secrets.

The Queen left Norris in de­spair, at the ill success of his In­fidelity; the King's new Inclina­tion was not long kept secret, Blunt was immoderately over­joyed at it, hoping that if she [Page 91] could chase Anne Bullen from the King's Heart, she might also ea­sily dethrone her, where she could not look upon her without extreme Grief. The tenderness she had for the Viscount Roche­fort was utterly blotted out, by his keeping the Marriage of his Sister as a secret from her, and never acquaint her with it; and she spared not to sacrifice him, so that she might but destroy his Sister who was her Rival. She had so good intelligence at Court, and had so Wedded her self to Fortune, that she had power to act greater things than any other: She knew that it was now high time to second the indifference that the King began to have for the Queen, and she caused a hun­dred things to be publish'd against the Vertue of this Princess, who, [Page 92] though she kept not the least Correspondence with Piercy, they did not stick to say that she saw him every day, and retain'd a great kindness for him: The fury of this enemy proceeded yet farther, and she reported in seve­ral places, that Viscount Rochefort was passionately in Love with the Queen his Sister, and received favour enough from her. These noises were spread abroad every where, and Tales which never lose any thing in carriage, were now augmented according to the old Custom. These Reports reached the King, who the rather gave ear to them to Authorise his Change, than that he thought there was any truth in them.

Piercy had seen her sometimes after she was Queen, but had his Passion been never so earnest to [Page 93] have entertained her with Dis­course, it was impossible for him to succeed in it. But Destiny once granted him this advantage at Greenwich: The Queen was sitting there one Evening in a green Arbour, which gave a pro­spect of the Thames, and Piercy's Melancholy conducted him to the same place, not dreaming what he should meet there.

The Queen was meditating upon the unhappy state of her Condition, who though she had no extraordinary passion for the King, she had yet so much, as to create in her a most sensible sub­ject of Grief for his Unconstancy. She was looking toward the Ri­ver side when Piercy came into the Arbour, and he knew not who she was at present, till at the noise of his coming in she turned [Page 94] her self, and then notwithstanding the obscurity, they perceiv'd each other.

The Queen being alone would have gone away, but Piercy, with a little earnestness stay'd her: Ah! Madam, said he, casting himself at her feet, refuse not one moment of your Presence to a man, whose grief for the loss of you, hath re­duc'd to a condition that deserves your pity. If what you ask could be capable to re-establish your Re­pose, replied the Queen, I should grant it with pleasure; but Piercy, you can be never the happier for it, but will become the more criminal; we live under those Laws that leave us not to our selves, why do you solicit me to pursue a weakness, which can do you no service? Will you then command me to renounce all manner of hopes, interrupted [Page 95] Piercy, and give me leave to per­swade my self, that your hatred makes you act thus: I know the dif­ference that there is now betwixt your rank and mine, and that per­haps I commit a great error in say­ing I ever love you, but I can never forget that equality of sentiments which heretofore united us: Can it be possible that so much of that passion should continue in my heart, and that nothing of it should remain in yours? I acknowledge that I have deserved my misfortune, but you have formerly found me worthy of [...]our tenderness, and the Remorse [...]hat my Crime hath cost me, ought [...]n some measure to expiate it. If I hated you, replied the Queen, I should take less care to avoid you, [...]t is the inclination I have for you, [...]hat obliges me to shun you: I know [...]y self, Piercy, and that I am not [Page 96] proof against your sighs, they have heretofore composed all the happiness of my life, perhaps at this time [...] should be but too sensible of them; I have Enemies that have a vigi­lant eye upon me, and the least fail­ure may attract the greatest miseries, which would make you despai [...] to have caused me: Quit me the [...] indispensably tied to what I owe th [...] King. But he betrays you, interrupted Piercy, and Seymour enjoys him entirely. His proceeding may afflict me, added the Queen but ought not to make me incurr [...] Guilt. So I ought not to hope, sai [...] Piercy, that Love will do any thin [...] for me. 'Tis a passion, replye [...] the Queen, which can procure [...] nothing but misfortunes: Retire Piercy, I conjure you, for I hav [...] some presages of a direful Consequence, at this very moment that [...] [Page 97] speak to you, I feel my heart and my whole body to tremble, without knowing the least reason for it. I will obey you till death, replyed Pier­cy most lamentably, and I hope when I have sought her, she will cut off the intail of all my miseries. At this the Queen could not forbear some tears. Piercy found great pleasure in looking upon her, but could not long enjoy it, she commanding him to retire.

Fortune, who took Blunt's part, acted more for her than she could hope, and placed her near the Arbour where Piercy enter­tained the Queen; she failed not to empoyson this innocent inter­view, which mere chance had caused. The King heard of this as well as others, the King, who aspiring at the liberty to in­dulge his new passion, gave strict [Page 98] order to observe the Queen, that so she might be convicted with any small matter: This hindred not, but as he loved his Pleasures, he published a famous Tilting at Greenwich, with Orders to all the Nobility to appear at it.

The Queen, though very me­lancholy, and taking no delight in these sort of divertisements, was obliged to appear at them, but did with a great deal of neg­ligence. The King would only be a Spectator of these Justs; Viscount Rochefort, the Queen's Brother, was Defiant, and Nor­ris, the King's Favorite, was De­fendant. All the young Lords had magnificent Equipages and gallant Devices; there came an innumerable crowd of English, and Strangers to Greenwich, the Thames was cover'd with guilded [Page 99] Barges, wherein the Ladies were to return to London, after the Solemnity was over. Blunt, who foresaw that this day would end most agreeably to her, was be­decked after an extraordinary manner, and filled one of the chief Balconies with her Attendants. Young Seymour, proud to see her self adored by the King, and to be the Subject of his Divertise­ments, took care to adjust what ever Art could contribute to her natural Beauty, and both Sexes this day drained the industry of the most dextrous Persons.

Piercy, who had renounced all sorts of pleasures, and whose last Conversation with the Queen, had completed his despair, re­solves (but with a direful design) to be one of the Tilters. He sought death, and the Kingdom being in [Page 100] peace, he resolved in this day of pleasure, to make no use of his own skill, but to suffer his Ad­versary to practise his skill upon him. Having taken this design, he gave Order for his Equipage to be all in black, only a little edged with Gold: The day of solemn Justs being come, they were began with much vigour; the Viscount Rochefort won much honour, and gained great advan­tages against the first that present­ed themselves, but it was much doubted he could not keep it when Piercy appear'd, whose skilfulness they all knew. The Queen wept when she saw him; he was so pre-occupied with his design, that he never regarded the different Objects plac'd round about him: His first Encounter against the Viscount Rochefort [Page 101] was very fine, they began the se­cond, and Piercy, whose despair carried him away, run himself upon the Viscount's Lance, which entred him for want of his Ar­mour, and made him fall with a deep wound. This misfortune was followed with a general cry. The Viscount Rochefort who had done it undesignedly and against his intention, run presently to Piercy, who lost a great deal of blood, and was followed by ma­ny friends of the wounded; but whilst thus so many people shew­ed the affection they had for Piercy, the Queen demonstrated hers by more evident perswasions. The sight of Piercy's blood had chilled all hers, and a mortal grief rob'd her of her Soul, and that Love which was lodged in her heart, in spight of all her attacks [Page 102] to chace it thence, made her feel his power at this time more than in the whole course of her life; she had not strength to resist so cruel a blow, but fell down in a swound into the arms of the Dutchess of Suffolke who was near her.

This second accident conclu­ded the trouble of the Solemnity. The King found matter of per­plexity and rage herein, which ob­lig'd him to retire into his Pallace at Greenwich, where the Queen was also brought, whilst on the o­ther side care was taken of Pier­cy's preservation, which appear­ed at present very uncertain. The King was no sooner alone, but he made reflections upon this adventure; the Rumours which the cruel Blunt had sowed of Viscount Rocheforts love [Page 103] for the Queen, and of the con­tinuance of her tenderness for Piercy, passed for current in his opinion; he believed that Roche­fort having heard of the con­versation the Queen had with Piercy one evening in the Gar­den at Greenwich, was agitated with jealousie, and intended rather to kill Piercy, than to conquer him, and the Queen's grief sufficiently demonstrated her love. The King was making observations upon his first Re­sentments, whilst an Officer came in to him, and presented him with a Letter he had taken up at the Lists which he knew to be Norris his writing, where­in he read these words.

I am more enamoured with the Queen than ever any person was; when I acquainted you the first [Page 104] time at Callais of my Inclination for her, I did not believe it was able so far to transport me. Pity the Condition wherein I am, and make some Vows in favour of a passion, which must certainly kill me, unless it find some incourage­ment.

This knowledge of a third Lover of the Queens, made the King absolutely to determine to shiver them, and it was no small surprize to see the Queens Barge stopped in returning to London, from which she was taken out and sent to the Tower, with Vis-Count Rochefort, and Norris.

But how great was the joy of Blunt, when she saw the disgrace of her Rival? she promised her self that the Queens first going out of the Tower, should be to the Scaffold, and she prepared [Page 105] her self to act a terrible part in this Tragedy.

Immediately were published some of the Reasons, which the King said he had to complain a­gainst the Queen, whereupon she was severely examined, but nothing could be found capable to condemn her. She looked up­on this as a return of the same fortune that had raised her to that height, and saw that it was the King's inconstancy alone that had caused it. The affection she had retained for Piercy was in­nocent enough to hinder her from blushing, though all the World were privy to it, and as for her Brother and Norris she could not comprehend the mean­ing of it.

She submitted to the King's Orders without suffering the [Page 106] least murmur against his inju­stice to escape out of her mouth, and protesting that she was in­nocent, she was careful to spare him, only accusing her own mis­fortune of her ill treatment.

But although she appeared so reserv'd to the publick, she did not forbear to give her grief a liberal current, when the Lords arrested and carried her to the Tower. The remembrance of her first Engagements with Pier­cy, and the sweet correspondence that created them so many hap­py days, now returned fresh into her Imagination; she con­sidered that the King had been the only interrupter of that bles­sed Estate, and that his Love in pretending to raise her to a Throne, had been the sole foun­dation of all her miseries; she [Page 107] detested the condition of a Queen, and the memory of Woolsey, who had ruined her by his Artifices.

The Viscount Rochefort could not in the least imagine what should be the cause of his im­prisonment, he accused the Kings new passion of it, and judged that his Sisters misfortune was only the effect of her Husbands levity, and that fortune who had made him participate in her favour, would involve him in her troubles. The Intricacies he had had with Blunt, and his knowledge of her aversion to the Queen made him dispair of her assistance, neither did she employ her cruelty against him, for his own sake.

As for Norris, who some days before saw himself in that [Page 108] happy State, that contracted the envy of all the Courtiers, and having himself carried on the Intrigue betwixt Seymour and the King, much less apprehend­ed such a return as should whol­ly overwhelm him at one in­stant, not imagining that a Let­ter which he had written to an old Confident of his, concern­ing his secret passion for the Queen, should happen into the Kings hands; however that was not the only cause of his disgrace, for the King in reading that, called to mind what he had heard him speak in going from the Ball at Callais.

But whilst these three persons expected the event of this Affair, all the Court interessed them­selves herein differently. The King possessed with his new a­mours, [Page 109] gave himself up intirely to those pleasures wherewith his inconstancy flatter'd him, and the Queens imprisonment hin­dred him not from prostrating himself at Seymours feet.

Blunt would have sacrifized all things to have recall'd him to her, she employ'd all her Charms, and Craft to succeed herein, but seeing all was la­bour lost, and although she knew that in destroying the Queen, she did but labour to ad­vance Seymour, yet she chose ra­ther to serve that Rival of hers that revenged her, than she who stole the King's Heart from her, without this there had not been the least appear­ance of justice in her cruelty, and her bloody incompassionate Soul, furnished her with means [Page 110] for the most black and horrid in­fidelities.

As the Viscount Rochefort had most passionately loved her, he often wrote to her in the height of their Correspondence, but to hide that commerce which some lost Letter might discover, he styl'd her Sister: She conveys two of the most tender of these Letters into the Queen's Closet, in seducing by her interest those who had opportunity to do it, and never hesitated to destroy a person whom she had adored, to be re­venged of her Rival. The King searched all the Queen's papers, amongst which he found these two Letters of Blunt's which were written in these terms.

LETTER I.

You know well, dearest Sister, that I love you in so passionate a manner, that I should prefer the advantage of pleasing you above all the Fortunes of the Universe; and I shall esteem my self the most happy of all men, if I could but one day make you forget the King; I possess neither his rank nor his merit, but I have more love and more fidelity than he; make tryal thereof, and you shall find my words are as sincere as my heart.

LETTER II.

The King beheld you yesterday with so great application, that I am allarm'd thereat; you promised that you would have no amorous aspects [Page 112] for any person but my self, and yet I see you seek his with too much di­ligence: I avow to you, dearest Si­ster, that I am jealous of you; have I deserv'd that you should break your word with me, and will you renounce those bounties which I have had rea­son to praise? Manage your self with the King, since Fortune will have it so, but remember that all your tenderness is due to me, and that a few happy minutes are not sufficient for the repose of my life, and that I expect a continuance of your favours, to assure me of the possession of your heart.

All that was in these two Let­ters, might very well be supposed as written to the Queen; and the King had no sooner read them but felt himself transported with present revenge; but considering [Page 113] at length that he was obliged to keep some measures herein, he gave order that the Queen's Pro­cess, Viscount Rochefort's, and Norris's, should be drawn up according to the usual forms: His passion for Seymour, and some little remorse for Queen Kathe­rine, destroyed all the small pity wherewith Anne Bullen could in­spire him, and though she was much more amiable than any thing that he could ever love, nothing interceded more for her, but that destiny which caused her loss, created greater woes, and suffered them to Reign.

As soon as the Queen had no­tice that her Process was form­ing, she wrote to the King; not thinking to make him relent, but in some measure to justifie her self; she had much stability, and [Page 114] was little desirous of life, and considering how much fortune had travers'd her, and what a train of miseries were mix'd with her favours, she found that death was a slight pain, and an assured refuge from all sorts of misfor­tunes, and in this meditation she wrote thus to the King.

TO THE KING.

SIR,

‘I Write not to your Majesty in hopes of obtaining any fa­vour for my self, but I am obli­ged to assure you before I dye, that I am much more sensible at the remembrance of your fa­vours, than the injuries you do me at present; and though you treat me as a Criminal, I do not forbear to acknowledge my obligations to you, and to call to mind that I once had the ad­vantage to enjoy your heart, and [Page 116] participate your Throne; that from a condition much inferior to yours, you have exalted me to a fortune worthy the highest persons in the world, and now at last you are going to place me in that glorious state, from which all the Furies of envy shall never be able to remove me: No, Sir, the utmost you can do can never put it out of the me­mory of man, that I have been a woman most passionately Lo­ved by the greatest Prince of the Universe. 'Tis this advantage that secures my Constancy, which has been proof against all my disgraces: Complete then what you have resolved, I shall dye without complaining of you, but upon the Tryal you expose me to, suffer not my Adversaries to be my Judges. I leave you a [Page 117] young Princess, who perhaps one day may be as unhappy as I am, if you take not compassion on her: Remember that I was dear unto you when she came into the world, and that she de­serves not with so much inno­cency to inherit the hatred you have at present for me. After this live happily: I do earnestly desire, that the knowledge of my innocent Conduct may ne­ver interrupt or disturb your tranquillity, and for a recom­pence of those felicities you are now going to procure me, I heartily pray you may enjoy perpetual ones. Adieu Sir. Once more I recommend to your Bounty, the Princess Elizabeth.

Anne Bullen.

[Page 118]This Letter which in all ap­pearance ought to have made some impression upon the King's heart, wrought no such effect; he was wholly occupied with the desire of possessing Seymour, and the Queen was now forced to de­spair of his Heart, he shut his eyes to every thing might favour her, and fixed them only on what could ruine her; he was perswa­ded that Piercy was passionately loved by her, and the Letters which the perfidious Blunt had produced, left him no place to doubt of her guilt, he believed that jealousie was the only cause that made Piercy engage with the Viscount Rochefort, and that their design in coming to the solemn Justs, was to fight in earnest. Norris his Letter was yet a far­ther subject of disquiet, and if the [Page 119] Queen was kind to Piercy, and received her own Brother into the number of her Gallants, it might justly be believed that Norris being young, handsom, and extreme amorous, was not ill treated by her.

These persons that were friends to Seymour, Confederates with Blunt, and some ingrateful ones whom the Queen had favoured, conspir'd together to destroy her: She was accused before the Dukes of Norfolk, Suffolk, and some o­ther Peers, and constrained to plead for her self, all the world having thus abandon'd her. She defended her innocence in a most perswasive manner, and explain­ed her self with extraordinary moderation in respect of the King, and testified an intire re­signation to his pleasure.

[Page 120]But notwithstanding the force of her defences, she was brought in guilty, and condemned to lose her Head, together with the Vis­count Rochefort and Norris, who in a few days saw all his favour and the fairest hopes in the world to expire in a shameful death.

The Queen heard her Sentence with a most surprising constancy, and no woman did ever manifest a greater grandeur of Soul, inso­much that they who would have comforted her, had greater need of consolation themselves. I re­ceive this Death to which my Judg­es (said she to them) by his Ma­jesties Will have condemn'd me, as an addition to his former boun­ties, and I have lived long enough to learn to die with Constancy: I do protest that I quit this life with­out regret, and that it has been too [Page 121] grievous to me to make it desirable: Tell his Majesty if you please, that he has no reason to blush for having loved me, that I have acted nothing to render me unworthy that honour to which he was pleased to raise me: Tell him, that I have honoured him as my Prince, and loved him as my Husband; and I call Heaven to witness before you, that I have ne­ver failed in my duty to him, nei­ther as his Subject, nor as his Wife. Add to this, I conjure you, that I am so far from murmuring at his severity, that I believe him too just to have hated me without cause, and condemned me without reason, and I only accuse those enemies, which his former bounties have raised me, of my misfortunes. I leave him a Daughter which is most dear to me, because she has the honour to be of his blood. I hope he will take pity [Page 122] on her youth, that my misfortunes will not disturb her Infancy, and that besides the tenderness he owes to her, she may still find in him what she loses in me. I retain neither ha­tred nor resentment against any of those who have betrayed me, and if any thing can trouble the tranquili­ty of my soul, 'tis the grief I have for being the cause of my Brother's death. After these words and some tokens of remembrance for those that had served her, she disposed her self for Death with the same courage. The Viscount Rochefort shewed a little more weakness, and inveighed against the King and the Judges, he had truly loved the Queen his Sister, but no farther than the tyes of blood and her vertue oblig'd him, he deplor'd the misfortune of this Princess, and moved the hearts [Page 123] of people that heard him.

Nothing appeared in Norris, but passion and despair, but who can express, that of Piercy, for from the time of the Turnaments at Greenwich he had heard nothing of what passed, till one of his Servants indiscreetly told him of this dismal adventure of the Queens, at which his Wounds opened again, and a torrent of blood issued out at this emotion, which put him into a relapse of his first weakness, to which a Fever joyning made him light-headed; and thinking he always saw the Queen dying, he spake many things which testified the condition of his heart, and the disorder of his reason; he would fain have leaped out of his bed and run to the succour of this Princess, but if they had not op­posed [Page 124] this design he had not strength to execute it.

In the mean time, the King was not without some opposition, the affair in agitation caused him some troubles which he could in no wise avoid, but his passion for Seymour soon dispersed them, and no sooner was he touched with some remorse, but his fickle heart extinguished all its force.

The Queen was beheaded in the Tower, to avoid that mur­mur which pity often excites a­mongst the multitude upon those sad occasions: But although this cruel Action was executed in a private manner, there were ma­ny persons whom a barbarous curiosity obliged to be Specta­tors: Blunt failed not to be pre­sent at the place where she pro­mised her self so great pleasure; [Page 125] she appeared there with the same splendor as if it had been a gal­lant Festival, she was so obdurate as to display the magnificence of her Apparel in the face of a mourning Scaffold, and a doleful assembly wholly invested with tears and grief.

The Queen appeared with the same Grace that was constantly admired in her, her Countenance was undisturbed, and nothing could be seen in her Visage but Security and Majesty; she was Veiled all over with Mourning, and in the midst of all these dis­mal objects, her Looks which were cast upon all her spectators, infused grief and despair into all their hearts: Even Blunt her self, that fierce and implacable Enemy of the Queen's, now felt that guilt hath its limits, and that fear [Page 126] and trembling are constantly its Attendants, the constancy of the Princess made her to shiver, and she could not hinder her self from considering that she was the cause of all those evils: These re­flections wrought a beseeming pensiveness upon her, and if her eyes had been examined, they would have been found much more troubled than the Queen's. The Maids of Honour to this Prin­cess were extreme disconsolate, she exhorted them oftentimes to be constant according to her ex­ample, and seeing the Execution­er attended only her order, she spake in particular to her Divine, and afterwards addressed her self to all that could hear her.

As I die your Queen, said she, and the Artifices of Envy cannot bereave me of that quality, although [Page 127] they have rob'd me of the Kings ten­derness which was much more dear unto me; I am joyful that I can assure ye in the last moments of my life, that I have never dishonoured him either in my Actions or Thoughts, but in protesting my own innocence to ye, I do not pretend to render his Majesty criminal, I do declare that I have great cause to extol him, and his great favours to me, do sufficiently perswade that without most powerful reasons he had never abandoned me to so de­plorable a Fortune: I die without repining, imitate my stayedness, and pardon yours as I do mine Enemies, and let that pity which my misfor­tunes can create in you, be declared in the favour of a little Princess, whom I leave to the Kingdoms, and who is now going to be left to the ha­tred of the King her Father, and [Page 128] to the cruelty of those who have de­stroyed me: Her Birth is illustrious, and although my Blood is not so no­ble as the Kings, yet at least it me­rits the esteem and protection of ho­nest people: Assist one day (if there be occasion) those legitimate Rights which her Condition hath given her. I recommend her in general to the People, to the Nobility and Gentry, and in particular to all those who are concerned at my misfortune: After this I die, praying for Prosperity to the King, and Peace and Plenty to his Kingdoms. After these words she turn'd her last thoughts towards Heaven, and received her Death like a true Heroine: Blunt beheld her Head severed from her Body with hor­ror, to which was joyned a more sensible amazement, when she saw the Viscount Rochefort ap­pear.

[Page 129]She had loved him as far as her ambition was able to permit her, the deplorable Condition where­in he was, his innocence which she so well knew, and his sad and languishing Countenance gave her most mortal stabs to the very heart. He fixed his eyes upon her, and reserving a large pro­portion of kindness for her, (not­withstanding all her Intrigues) he sighed at the remembrance of their former pleasures, and not being able to comprehend that a person whom he had adored, should come to be an eye-witness of his death, and of a death of this nature, he expressed to her by his dying looks, the astonish­ment that her cruelty had caused him, he utter'd many sighs which reached Blunt's ears, and Pierced her heart, which till then had [Page 130] been impenetrable; in her seeing the fatal blow given to the Vis­count Rochefort, she felt all the injustice he suffered; remorse be­reaved her of her soul, a mortal paleness spread it self over all her face, and not being able to con­tinue longer upon this dismal place, she was carried off before the Execution of Norris, which followed the Queen's and Vis­count Rochefort's.

The King heard the news of this Catastrophe not without some confusion, and was inclina­ble to have been touched there­with, but flatterers, who always make it their chief business to extol the weaknesses of Kings, soon stifled these motions, and exhorted his Majesty to be reso­lute; wherein they so well suc­ceeded, that the Queen was [Page 131] scarcely expired, but he married Jane Seymour. His Constancy for this Queen was of longer conti­nuance than her life, she dyed within a year after the mar­riage, in Childbed with Prince Edward.

The fury of Queen Anne's E­nemies was extended even to her Daughter, and they obliged the King to declare Queen Anne's Marriage null as he had that of Queen Katherine's, and the two Princesses, Mary and Elizabeth, to be illegitimate.

After the Queens death, Piercy lived but a few languishing days, and wanted incredible strength to hinder the effects of his resent­ment; he quitted the Court, and sought for employments answe­rable to the sad state of his condi­tion. As for Blunt, she was pu­nished [Page 132] for all her crimes by the Kings constant inconstancy, and by the death of her Son, upon whom she had laid the foundati­on of so great hopes, and to whom Fortune had decreed such glori­ous advantages: She dyed suffer­ing that misery her cruelties had justly deserved, being despised by the King, and hated by all the world.

Queen Anne was generally bewailed, and notwithstanding all that her enemies have been a­ble to speak against her, many sage Persons who knew her ver­tue, have conserved a just vene­ration for her memory, and have inspired the same sentiments into succeeding Ages: She was not only Beautiful, Generous, and Benificent, but was endowed with a true and real wisdom, and [Page 133] was altogether worthy of that Grandeur to which she was rais­ed. The Princess Elizabeth her Daughter, who now Governs England with so great splendor and glory, inherits her Vertue as well as the Crown, which is her undoubted right.

The Queen who had retired into her Apartment, to give the Earl of Northumberland an intire liberty to relate the several inte­rests which gave the occasion to that cruel Spectacle, or rather per­haps to spare her self the grief of hearing the recital of those things wherein she was obliged to take so great a part; no sooner learnt that the History of Anne Bullen her Mother, was ended, but she returned to the Company; where perceiving that every one to make their Court, was preparing [Page 134] to condole the destiny of this Prin­cess, whose Innocence, Misfor­tunes, and the Cruelty of her E­nemies appeared so worthy to be lamented: She believed it was sufficient to have made them comprehend, that all the Calum­nies invented and spread abroad against the honour of the Queen her Mother, were only meer in­vectives formed by her Enemies, or by those who acted the great­est part in this Tragedy. Where­fore without dwelling longer up­on a subject which she was too sensible of, she promised them that at her return she would re­late a History to them, whose Subjects and grand Events which composed it, should at least ap­pear to them of as great curiosity as this they had already heard; but as it was already late, she [Page 135] thought it convenient to defer it till the morrow.

The Company being accord­ingly met by her Order, she told them the following Story, which is, The History of Bassa Solyman and the Princess Eronima, being the second and last Part of Queen Elizabeth's Novels, now in the Press, and will be Printed next Term.

FINIS.

A Catalogue of some Books, Print­ed and Sold at the Pope's Head in the New Exchange in the Strand.

Folio.
  • AN Institution of general History, or the History of the World, by Willi­am Howel, L. L. D. in two Vol.
  • Historical Collections, or an exact Account of the proceedings of the four last Parliaments of Queen Elizabeth, of famous memory.
  • Pharamond Complete, English.
  • Clelia, a Romance, English.
  • Parthanissa, English.
Quarto.
  • An Historical Relation of the first discovery of the Isle of Madera.
  • The Protestant Religion is a sure Foundati­on, &c. by the Right Honourable, Charles, Earl of Derby.
  • The Jesuits Policy to suppress Monarchy, by a Person of Honour.
  • A Warning-piece for the Unruly, in two Visitation Sermons at Preston, by Seth Bushel, D. D.
  • The great efficacy and necessity of good Example, especially in the Clergy, in a Visi­tation Sermon at Ga [...]lford, by Thomas Dun­comb, D. D.
  • [Page]A Sermon Preached before the King, by Miles Barne, Chaplain in Ordinary to the King.
  • A Sermon Preached at the Assizes at Lan­caster, by Henry Pigot, B. D.
  • Gods Revenge against Murther, demon­strated in the prosecution of Henry Symbal and William Jones, Executed for the murthering Sir Rich. Samford.
Plays.
  • The Rivals, a Comedy.
  • Cataline.
  • Island Princes.
  • Flora's Vagaries.
  • Town Shifts.
  • Citizen turn'd Gentleman.
  • Morning Ramble.
  • Macbeth.
  • Cambyses.
  • Empress of Morocco.
  • Herod and Mariamne.
  • Notes on the Empress of Morocco.
  • Conquest of China [...]
  • Ibrahim
  • Pastor fido.
  • Love and Revenge.
  • Female preheminence, or the Life and Death of Pope Joan.
  • Fatal Love, or forc'd Inconstancy.
  • Careless Lovers.
  • English Princes.
  • Reformation.
  • Spanish Rogue.
  • Marcellia.
  • The Mall.
  • The Rehearsal.
  • [Page]Mock Tempest.
  • Dumb Lady.
  • Gentleman Dancing Master.
  • Alcibiades.
  • Dutch Lovers.
  • Pysa's Conspiracy.
  • Siege of Memphis.
  • Rival Kings.
  • Constant Nymph.
  • Wrangling Lovers.
  • Tom Essence.
  • French Conjurer.
  • Wits led by the Nose.
  • Counterfeit Bridegroom.
  • Tunbridge Wells.
  • Man of New Market.
  • The Conspiracy, or Change of Government.
  • The Revenge, or the Match in New gate.
Octavo and Twelves.
  • Spanish History, or the differences that hap­ned in the Court of Spain, between Don John of Austria and Cardinal Nitard, with all the Letters and politick Discourses relating to those Affairs.
  • Reflections upon Ancient and Modern Phi­losophy.
  • The English Princess, or the Dutchess Queen, a pleasant Novel.
  • Court Songs and Poems being an exact Col­lection.
  • The Temple of Death, with other Poems, by a Person of Honour.
  • Hogan Moganides, or the Dutch Hudibras.
  • Liquor Achahest, or the immortal dissolvent of Paracelsus and Helmont, &c.
  • [Page]Philosophical Essay, ot the History of Pe­trification, by Dr. Sherley.
  • Guilm, Herrari de Bello Batavico.
  • Westminster Quibles, very pleasant.
  • The Amours of Count Dunois, a witty Novel.
  • Zayde, or the Spanish History, a pleasant Novel.
  • Mazarine's Memoires, a Novel.
  • two witty Novels.
    • Penitent Hermit
    • Englis Monsieur.
  • Clark's Manual, a Book of Presidents.
  • Sanders his Astrological Physick.
  • Anima Mundi, or an Historical Narration of the Opinion of the Ancients concerning mans Soul after this Life, according to unenlightned Nature.
  • History of the Palace Royal, or the Amours of Mademoiselle de la Valliere.
  • The Amours of Madam and Count de Guiche.
  • A Copy of two Journal Books of the House of Commons, in which is the whole History of the late horrid Plot
  • The Wits Paraphras'd, or Paraphrase upon Paraphrase, in a Burlesque, on the several Translations of Ovid's Epistles.

Books Printed for Mark Pardoe, at the Raven over against Bed­ford House in the Strand.

  • I I. Becoeri D. De nova temporis Dimetiendi Ratione, & Accurata Horologiorum constru­ctione Theoria & Experientia. Quarto.
  • I. I. Becheri Minera Arenaria, Perpetua sive [Page] Prodromus Historiae seu Propositionis prae D. D. statibus Hollandiae ab Authore factae circa auri Extractionem mediante A [...]ena Littorali per mo­dum Minerae perpetuae seu Operationis magnae fu­soriae cum emolumento scriptum: hoc inservire pote­rit Lectori pro continuatione Irifolii Hollandici & supplementi tertii in Authoris Physicam subterra­neam. Quarto.
  • Elements of Speech, an Essay of Inquiry into the natural production of Letters with an Appendix concerning Persons Deaf and Dumb [...]; by William Holder, D. D. Fellow of the R. Society, Octavo.
  • New Experiments upon Vipers, with ex­quisite Remedies that may be drawn from them as well for the cure of their Bitings as for that of other maladies: Also a Letter of Francisco Redi, concerning some objections made upon his Observations about Vipers, written to Mon­sieur Bourdelot and Mr. Alex. Morus, together with the sequel of new Experiments upon Vi­pers, in a Reply to a Letter written by Sign F. Redi, by Mr. Charas, Octavo.
  • The Intrigues of the Court of Rome for these seven or eight years past, Octavo.
  • Plain Mans way of Worship and Practice, the fifth Edition with Additions, as well as E­mendations, Twelves.
FINIS.
The Novels of ELIZAB …

The Novels of ELIZABETH, Queen of ENGLAND.

Containing the HISTORY OF BASSA SOLYMAN, AND The Princess ERONIMA.

The Last Part.

Englished by Spencer Hickman.

LONDON, Printed by E. T. and R. H. for Mark Pardow, at the Black Raven over against Bedford-House, in the Strand. 1681.

The Novels of ELIZABETH, Queen of ENGLAND, &c.

NO person is ignorant of that bondage whereunto Jealou­sie subjects all the Women of the East, but particularly those who live in the Seraglio of the Otto­man Emperors, the customs [Page 4] thereof are so severe, that they are all treated like Slaves, though not all equally beloved. There the inhumane Eunuchs tyran­nize over their most innocent actions, and the old Governesses have a continual eye upon them; and whereas they all have but the affections of one single man to merit, this causes envy to reign with perpetual Intrigues; thus oftentimes betwixt con­straint and love are created strange Adventures.

Those of Mahomet the Second, surnamed the Great, are illustri­ous, Victory attended all his En­terprizes, he conquered the Em­pires of Greece and Trebizond, subjected twelve Kingdoms, and gained thirty two Battels, not­withstanding he had the Com­nenes, the Scanderbegs, the Pa­leologues [Page 5] and the Huniades to his Enemies: yet all his ambition for Glory, hindered him not from being more inclinable to Women than any of his Prede­cessors.

His first inclinations were de­clared in savour of Racima, a Turk by Nation, who as she was endowed with no less ambition and Subtlety than of Beauty (be­ing by the birth of Bajazet ad­vanced to the chief Glory of the Empire) she managed her cre­dit in showring down her Fa­vours at the Port, made her self many creatures by establishing their fortunes, and conserved an absolute Soveraignty over the heart of Mahomet, till the taking of Negropont.

A young Grecian Lady being made a Captive in this Island, in­spired [Page 6] the Emperor with new Flames, and Racima unfortu­nately lost that Empire she had so long time enjoyed peaceably; but the beautiful Captive oppo­sed the passion of Mahomet with so obstinate a resistance, that he found in himself a necessity of loving her without the least hopes of conquering.

Her arrival at the Seraglio al­larm'd all those that pretended to the Sultan's Heart; her Beauty caused Racima particularly to tremble, and jealousie immedi­ately rendred Eronima odious unto her, who in having the misfortune to please contrary to her inclination, had the ill luck to contract so dangerous an Ene­my.

Yet was it not the fear there­of that disturbed the tranquilli­ty [Page 7] of her life, an innocent ten­derness was a greater cause of her Griefs, than the fear of a Rival, whom the whole Seraglio dreaded.

Bassa Solyman by his extraor­dinary Merit and considerable Services had gained her affecti­ons. The cruel Laws of the Se­raglio sentenced them never to see each other; and as it was dangerous for the fair Ca­ptive, or the amorous Bassa, to give the least intimation of their thoughts, so the constraint of hiding their very sighs cost them continual grievances.

Solyman was a man the most amiable, and of the most gener­al esteem in the world, his Birth was very illustrious amongst the Turks, he had signalized him­self in a most glorious manner in [Page 8] all the Affairs of the Empire, the Emperor distinguished him from others by a most particular consideration: and there was no person in Constantinople who had a greater number of real Friends than himself.

All these advantages how con­siderable soever they might be, were of less moment to him than the interest of his love; and al­though Eronima promised her perseverance, he feared the or­dinary returns of an age easie to be perswaded, and that Maho­met might in a short time over­come a resistance supported without hopes, which made him live in a most deplorable lan­guish, which he withstood al­most a year, seeking some con­solation in the confidence of a Friend; but having a thousand [Page 9] times vainly endeavoured to see Eronima, or at least to write to her; he at last resolved to ha­zard the secret of his Love.

The access to the Seraglio of the Women was so difficult, that it was impossible for him to ap­proach it without exposing him­self to terrible Events. The prodigious number of Guards without, and the active obser­vation of the Eunuchs within, utterly destroyed all his Enter­prizes, these difficulties appear­ed somewhat less dangerous on that side next the Gardens; and Solyman being in a strict bond of Friendship with the Bostangi Bassa, or chief Gardiner, re­solved to discover to him the whole mystery of his heart.

Morat possessed this Office, which is one of the most con­siderable [Page 10] in the Empire, and that which gives a man, above all o­thers, the greatest liberty with the Emperour; and Solyman ho­ping for some succour by the pri­vileges of the grand Gardiner, sought him out as soon as ever he had taken this resolution; and living with him in that inti­macy which made them neglect the regularity of Visits, and the pleasantness of the Weather fa­vouring his design, they took a Walk together upon the Sea­side.

Solyman delayed not long without entring into a conversa­tion of amorous interests, but not finding the grand Gardiner to entertain the subject accord­ing to his desire, My dear Mo­rat, said he to him, (stopping him) I conjure you to declare to [Page 11] me whether you have ever loved or not? this question for which the Bostangi Bassa was not pre­pared, made him to blush, ha­ving an Intrigue which he fear­ed was now discovered, said he, why do you ask me this questi­on? To unfold my heart to you, said Solyman, I am in love, and if ever you knew this passion by experience, you will have the great­er indulgence for me. If Exam­ples may be any thing beneficial to you, replyed Morat, I must confess that I do love most ten­derly. Pity me then, continued the Bassa, and give me your assi­stance at the same time; I love in the Seraglio, and not a Sultaness indifferent to the Emperor, but E­ronima who intirely possesseth his heart. Ha! said Morat, do you love Eronima? and have you not [Page 12] foreseen the misfortunes which the Sultan's concurrence may bring upon you? Had I not known Eronima, replyed Soly­man, till after Mahomet had set his affections upon her, I had not been perhaps more difficultly van­quished; but, Morat, my love preceded his, we are now alone, and I can in few words recount you the Story.

The History of Bassa Solyman and the Princess Eronima.

IT was in this very City, and in this same Pallace which from hence we behold, that my passion commenced; but Mo­rat, the time and state of Af­fairs were very different; then War laid all things desolate, now Peace is established; 'twas then [Page 13] the Capital City of the Paleolo­gean Empire, as it is now of the Ottoman; there nothing appear­ed but objects of horrour, here nothing but pleasantness: in short, it was at the Conquest of Constantinople, reserved for the happy destiny of Mahomet, that I saw Eronima, and dedicated my self for ever to her.

The Employ I had in that At­tack which gain'd us the City, separated me oftentimes from the Emperour, and whilst the valour of Constantine withstood him at one of the Gates, we for­ced another, and marched to­wards the Pallace, the Guards whereof being dismayed, ren­dred themselves at the sound of our Victory; I moderated the fury of the Turks to the utmost of my power, but was obliged [Page 14] to give way to its first Torrent.

So soon as we were Masters of the entrance into the Pallace, our victorious Troops pillaged all its Appartments: this com­modious occupation was favou­rable to many of the Grecians, for those were suffered to flie who made no resistance, but the obstinate were cut to pieces; there the expiring Victims Groans were mixt with Shouts of the joyful Conquerors, and in this Confusion I failed not to succour the Women, and pre­vent that violence which might be committed upon them, and in the midst of many Grecian Car­cases I found Eronima covered with the Blood of those that died in her defence: this Rampart was too weak to secure her from the Soldiers Insolence, whereof [Page 15] she had found a direful proof, had not I just then arrived; I found her abandoned to all the rigour of a dismal Adventure; she was beautiful, though she endeavoured to hide it, and more prevailing against me than all the force of the Paleologues; her charms instantly made their utmost progress, and love (which destined me most cruel Suffer­ings) found not the least Ob­stacle in rendring her the sole Mistress of my Heart, and a pre­saging interest made me thoughtful of removing her from the sight of the Sultan. I made use of my authority over the Troops to dismiss them, and I contemplated Eronima a long time without power to break si­lence, though the Grecian Lan­guage was as familiar to me [Page 16] as our own; she look'd upon me as an Enemy whose power ought to give her fresh Allarms, and trembled at my approach; al­though I had thrown down my Cymeter, and returned my Pon­yard, and my eyes far from threatning any new misfortune, pronounced nothing to her but an assured Victory. She told me afterwards that grief having bereft her of her senses, she took me for a Barbarian who came to complete her disgrace; and in these thoughts retiring some few paces, Come not near Eronima, cryed she, unless thou comest to give me death; thou art not the first of thy Nation who would not spare my Sex, and this entertain­ment shall be more sweet to me, than any pity which can prolong my misfortune. These words [Page 17] full of resolution, augmented my love. Although I am born a Subject to Mahomet, said I, I am nothing the less disposed to render you all the Services you can demand; and in bearing Arms for my Prince, I shall ne­ver dishonour my self by com­mitting cruelties. I am mortally grieved to have contributed to­wards your misfortune, and I would die in despair if I should not in some measure expiate the injury I have done you: I am a Bassa to Mahomet, and I have some favour in his sight, which I shall wholly employ for you; the reallity of my words were confirmed to Eronima by my sighs, which are not usual to Bar­barous Souls. She considered me with a little more earnestness, and not finding me of that cruel [Page 18] aspect her fear had perswa­ded her to. If I have done you any injustice, said she, the con­dition you find me in hath suffici­ently chastised me. I stand in need of a generous protection, and if my misery is capable to touch you with the least compassion, you have an opportunity to demonstrate it, in removing me from the sight of the Emperor, whom I dread more than death.

I was over-joyed to see her di­sposed to shun Mahomet; the time was short, and as the Sol­diers had left me at liberty with her, I charged Ibrahim, whose fidelity was well known to me to conduct her with some Wo­men of her Retinue to a House adjoyning to the Pallace, which he had made himself Master of and having not opportunity to [Page 19] stay longer, I went to find the Emperour, who was entred the City after he had seen the last of the Paleologues expire.

All possible order was taken this first night in Constantinople, the Janizaries had the Guard of the Gates, the rest of our Ar­my guarded the Walls, and the Emperor took his Quarters in the Pallace.

But I found my self little sen­sible of the success of our Arms, it was Eronima alone that whol­ly occupied my thoughts, and having contributed to her mis­fortunes, my love reproached me of those glorious Actions, for which I applauded my self be­fore I saw her.

So soon as I could part with the Emperour, I hasted to the House whereunto Ibrahim had [Page 20] conducted Eronima; she wel­comed me with much civility, and an admirable constancy, al­though she had heard the news of the Emperor of Greece his death, and the rest of the Prin­ces of her Blood.

If at the first sight she appear­ed beautiful to me, she appeared much more so at this time, her eyes were now less troubled, her countenance more serene, and her Habits put into greater or­der, added new charms unto her. I was now too amorous to conceal it, and in spight of all my reservedness, Eronima perceived what Mahomets Conquests had cost me; my eyes were so ten­der and submissive, that what passion soever she observed in them could not hinder her from granting me the pleasure to [Page 21] behold the splendor of hers.

She informed me then that she was Daughter to Demetrius Pa­leologus, Brother to the Emperor Constantine, that a dangerous sickness had detained him from going forth of Constantinople with his Imperial Family, where he was constrained to attend the success of this War; and after having spoken many obliging things to me, she conjured me to facilitate her escape to some Sanctuary where she might be secure.

Imagine then how great my grief was to see her in this reso­lution of leaving me, I had en­joyed no further pleasure in her sight, than what made me sen­sible how contrary her desires were to the well-fare of my life, and now that I must be forced to [Page 22] deprive my self of her sight for ever, or contract her hatred in opposing her retreat; here Love and Honour made a long en­gagement, till my particular in­terest yielded to the Princesses pleasure, and I resolved to suffer her departure, though at the price of my life, which I thought would expire with grief.

The hours that I passed in her company served only to render me the more amorous of her, and she received my cares with great acknowledgment, but I observ­ed that she suffered my visits not without some pain in a place where her conduct was not known, which consideration made me the rather determine to separate my self from her.

As soon as Mahomet had secu­red his Authority from all man­ner [Page 23] of Insurrections in Constan­tinople, he caused all his treasure at Adrianople to be brought thi­ther; and after orders being given to establish his Houshold, and beautifie the Seraglio, he thought upon nothing more than seeking new Conquests.

Though he communicated this design unto me, I wavered not to procure the departure of the Princess Eronima, this effort was not made without causing a great alteration in my person, which Eronima perceiving, ask­ed me obligingly what was the occasion thereof; I was overjoy­ed that she observed me so much as to take notice of it; and as nothing that can in the least flat­ter a Lover, escapes his imagina­tion, I believed that at least in losing her, I might hope to be pityed by her.

[Page 24]Madam, said I, the despair to which you see me reduced, is but the beginning of a condition yet more unhappy, since I am at the very point of losing you, and in all appearance for ever. What passion soever I may have, replyed the Princess, for my li­berty, if it costs you so dear, I shall renounce it with my whole heart. If you only wish for it, I continued, it is sufficient indi­spensably to engage me to pro­cure it; but, Madam, if this Action can merit any thing from you, give me leave not to see you part without discovering the Se­cret of my Soul. I should have been less indiscreet, if it had been possible for me to die in your presence; you are going, Madam, to leave me, destined to all the rigours of absence, [Page 25] my fortune is not considerable enough to offer you, and you esteem me not worthy of fixing my self to yours. I discourse to you of my love for the first and last time of my life; and in spite of all the ardent sentiments I have for you, I will be the per­son who shall conduct you to the Vessel which is to convey you from Constantinople; and I will make sincere Vows and Prayers for the prosperity of your Voyage, which will possi­bly cause my death: not to ex­aggerate my unhappiness to you, thereby to draw acknow­ledgments from you which are not my due; I know too well that I have justly merited my misfortune, in contributing to­wards yours, but 'tis in some measure to oblige you to re­member [Page 26] me with some pity. Although my Discourse was ir­regular, it had continued, had not the Princess interrupted me. The Sentiments whereof you speak, said she, have been too advanta­gious to me to find an ill reception, and I have no less reason, Sir, to complain than you, since there can be nothing more cruel to a ge­nerous Soul, than a necessity of ap­pearing ungrateful; I know the value of my obligations to you, your merit is not less known to me; and can you believe I shall be able to enjoy any repose, so long as I must reproach my self with the loss of yours? I wish to Heavens! most generous Solyman, that you could penetrate the very bottom of a heart which never found any thing but your self worthy its e­steem, you would there discover [Page 27] that it is truly sensible, and inca­pable of forgetting what is due unto you; it is not just, that in removing my self from you, I should deprive you the advantages of your Victory, which I can as­sure you, without blushing, has ex­tended beyond the Empire of Con­stantinople: believe then, that if that moment which seperates us, prove bitter to you, I shall not find it more sweet; and that if I should hearken only to my inclination, I should follow the fortune which fastens you to the Ottoman Em­pire, or I should consent to see you allyed with my own: but, Sir, what would the world say, to see the Daughter of Demetrius, a Princess who to be miserable, nei­ther loses her name, nor family, follow a Bassa of Mahomet, or suffer him to wander with her from [Page 28] Sanctuary to Sanctuary? Ah! cruel point of Honour, said I, which I must purchase with so many woes: you shall depart, I will not follow you, Heaven shall decide the rest, and you may appoint what place you will be conducted to.

Eronima replyed many obli­ging things to me, which served only to augment my grief: she acquainted me she had a design to retire her self towards the Western Emperour; and con­jured me withal to hasten her departure, which I perform'd with as much dilligence, as if it had been for my good fortune: at length she embarked one night under the conduct of two Gre­cians, whose liberty I had ob­tained, and some Women of hers who had not forsaken her.

[Page 29]I have not force enough to tell you what I then did, nor what revolutions I had in my heart; my despair triumphed at Eronima's constancy, her looks appeared tender to me, she could not hide some sighs from me, I saw her weep: but, my dear Morat, she left me at the same instant, and all these fa­vourable appearances served on­ly to render her loss the more cruel unto me.

I instantly resolved not to in­form my self of her, hoping that her absence would assist my recovery; but when a person loves, it is impossible to judge of the time to come; my disquiet obliged me to send Ibrahim into the West, who made his Voy­age in vain, and returned with­out the least intelligence of Ero­nima; [Page 30] and I was divided betwixt dispair, that some accident might arrive to him, and fancy that she had not contracted a real confidence in me.

Other Conquests (whither I always carried my affection) succeeding that of Constantino­ple, Mahomet fixed his resolution upon that of Negropont; we found there an obstinate resi­stance, which cost the Empe­ror much time, and many men; the Venetians had sent thither very considerable Forces, which were prepared to receive us; but all this served only to make the Ottoman Triumph more glo­rious; and after the general Conquest of the whole Island, the ancient City of Calchis sur­rendred like the others, and the Emperor forced all that could oppose him.

[Page 31]Before I had loved Eronima I fought like a man who hus­banded both his Honour and For­tune, but now I only sought oc­casions with a design to die; I precipitated my self with plea­sure, where I saw any danger. And I protest to you, that my carelessness of life gave me no small share in this Victory; which having secured the Em­perors pretensions, and all things being quiet, he retired to the Pallace, to injoy a little repose after this Expedition. A con­tinual succession of prosperities placed him in that happy state where pleasant Ideas make so deep an impression, when Or­cam Bassa presented him with a fair Captive, whom he had ta­ken at the Siege of Calchis. They who first saw her beheld her [Page 32] with admiration, and deplored her fortune, which destined her to the slavery of the Seraglio. But, Morat, do but conceive my astonishment, imagine my grief when I knew this Captive to be the same Eronima whose absence had caused me so great Sufferings; I found her more beautiful than ever, but subject­ed to a misfortune, from which all the violence I had committed upon my self could not defend her; and I was the second time covered with the gore of her Defendants. Straight our eyes embraced each other with a mu­tual acknowledgment of love, in spight of all the troubles that oppressed us; but if mine ex­pressed their tenderness by their glances upon the Princess, hers declared an absolute order, to do [Page 33] nothing that might betray us; the danger was great, which I feared not for my own part, nei­ther perhaps did Eronima for hers, nevertheless it behoved us to restrain our selves, since the least discovery could produce no­thing to us but most dismal ef­fects.

As Eronima at first sight can­cell'd all that had hitherto taken possession of Mahomet's Heart, he became no sooner amorous, than jealous, and suffered us no long time to partake the pleasure of seeing her in his presence. The Princess was shut up in a place, by his order, whereunto none but Women and Eunuchs had ac­cess, yet finding her too much exposed at Calchis, he sent her to Constantinople with all the pre­caution his love required, with­out [Page 34] any possibility of my seeing her.

I understood at Calchis that she suffered Shipwrack upon the Coasts of that Island, and that the Governor thereof was smitten with her; and had used all his en­deavours to make her sensible of his passion, and had detained her there contrary to her inclinati­ons.

But she had parted for Constan­tinople without leaving me the least subject of consolation, had not Ibrahim assured me he could deliver a Letter to her, which notwithstanding the great dan­ger, I did run the risque, and it succeeded better than I durst hope for. Eronima answered my Letter: the Contents where­of were these:

To Eronima.

IF the fear of displeasing you did not exercise a greater pow­er over me, than that of irritating the Emperor, I would either die at Calchis, or you should not enter into the Seraglio. But, Madam, I heard all that your eyes spoke to me, and the obedience I yield to them, is a new proof of my passion, which you ought to remember with some pity; lament the unfortunate man, who in losing you, loses all the tranquillity of his life; believe that my affection shall follow you to those places where the Sultan shall often make you an offering of his; and doubt not that I will search you in despight of all perils, were I but assured of your consent.

[Page 36] Solyman then pulled out Ero­nima's Answer; and read it in these words.

To Solyman.

YOu had cast me into utter de­spair, had you not under­stood all that I would have spoken to you in the presence of Maho­met; your life was at stake, and it was too much f [...] me to wish you should obey me. I have placed your moderation to account, and demand of you the continuance of those sen­timents you have declared to me, they shall be my chief consolation in distress; but if therein you de­sire I should find pleasure without interruption, do not expose your self to those hazards which may prove equally dreadful to us both, [Page 37] preserve your self, if you have a­ny kindness for my repose; I shall respect the Sultan and all his gran­deur with so great indifference, that I shall wholly fix my self up­on the remembrance of you.

This, my dear Morat, conti­nued the Bassa, was all that love has yet granted me by the ma­nagement of Ibrahim. This mark of Eronima's bounty doth something alleviate my grief; the pleasure of believing my self beloved by her, does sometimes hinder me from falling into de­spair; but this is not sufficient to render me happy, Eronima is in the Seraglio, Mahomet is power­ful, and who can be assured that she will always resist?

Thus Solyman concluded his Discourse, and seeing the grand [Page 38] Gardiner to be as it were in a dream, without speaking; Dost thou say nothing to me, Morat? continued me, And can all the power thou hast in the Gardens do nothing for me? If the Enter­prise you would take in hand, replyed the Bostangi-Bassa, did only expose my fortune, or my person, I should not hesitate to give you this counsel, since your satisfaction seems to be fastned to it: but Solyman, consider well into what perils it will en­gage Eronima; the Emperor is generous, but he is also cruel without moderation when he is offended. The like Adventures have cost dear to some of our Office. The violencies of A­murat were not so long since, but you may remember them: if examples in this nature cannot [Page 39] terrifie you, nor the Ideas of pu­nishment restrain you, represent to your self Eronima, expiring by poison, strangled by Mutes, or some more cruel ways of death. Cruel Friend, cryed the Bassa, why dost thou depict so ter­rible a piece to me? no, no, I will put no confidence in my love, and I will rather die than expose Ero­nima to the least of dangers.

Solyman pronounced these words with so much grief, and in a manner so piercing, that Morat could not avoid pitying him; he was in love himself, and knowing all the force of this pas­sion by experience, he resolved in spight of all that could possi­bly arrive, to engage himself in a commerce, the least know­lege whereof, must necessarily destroy all those that were con­cerned in it.

[Page 40]I have not alledged these dif­ficulties, to excuse my self from serving you, said he to his friend, embracing him, but I thought my self obliged to represent them to your view, that so you might undertake nothing with­out precaution; dispose then of all the interest my Office gives me; and perhaps too, said he, smiling upon him, the favour of some one Sultaness; be not spa­ring of my life or fortune, and believe that I am ready to under­take all things for you; I do not despair of giving you even your desired satisfaction, and I have a certain means to succeed in it.

Solyman expressed his joy and thankfulness to Morat, by an in­finite number of tender words. I would not propose your wri­ting [Page 41] to Eronima, said the grand Gardiner, although I am sure I can deliver the Letter to her own hands, it would prove but an imperfect pleasure; and if it should happen to be lost, the e­vents may be of fatal impor­tance: but I will labour to let you see her, she comes not into the Gardens, whether it be, that she is more strictly observed than the rest, or that she loves not that walking, I know not: but I know a person who can make it agreeable to her. I can hide no­thing from you, since you have thus opened your thoughts to me. I am in love with the Sul­taness Bassima, Sister to the Em­peror; she hath a great intima­cy with Eronima: another time I shall tell you more, but now 'tis time to go to the Seraglio; [Page 42] and it is sufficient that I tell you by what means I will serve you.

Morat, by this discourse, re­stored Solyman's Spirits into a more tranquil condition than they had known of a long time; and the amorous Bassa relyed wholly upon his promises.

But whilst he flattered himself with the pleasures which the grand Gardiner would give him, Love, who reigns in the Seraglio with greater Empire than in a­ny part of the world, prepared new Adventures for him.

Although the passionate cares of Mahomet could not shake E­ronima's stability, the jealousie and hatred of Racima were not the less violent; she did not a­muse her self with complaints and murmurings, but sought ways of revenge; by a powerful [Page 43] intrigue she drew in the Janisa­ries to her interest, and spread abroad reports amongst them, not sparing the Emperor's Glory, whatever might engage them to a dangerous revolt.

This was not difficult for her to do. The Aga, or General of the Janisaries, was her Crea­ture; 'twas Racima that advan­ced him from the Emperor's Chamber to this important charge; he had a natural inclina­tion to infidelity, and every way proper to execute the fury of Racima. He then spake aloud amongst the Janisaries, that it was a great shame for them to live in a detestable idleness, when they were capable of pre­tending to the conquest of the whole world: and in the end condemning the Amours of Ma­homet, [Page 44] which buried the chief Glory of their Arms within the compass of the Seraglio. Thus he with ease excited those Spirits prone to mutiny.

The Janizaries are the Sul­tan's Guards, who by their va­lour are distinguished far above his other Forces, and the good or ill fortune of the Ottoman Emperors always depends upon their Caprichio. Amurat the first instituted them, they are always about the number of twenty thousand of them at the Port of Constantinople, and some­times fifty thousand; there is extraordinary care taken of those who are to fill up these vacancies; they are such persons who are always passionate for war, and they despise those Princes that do not lead them out to it.

[Page 45]The happy fortune which joyned Victory to all Mahomets Enterprises, had too much ac­customed them to overcome, to reside in peace at the Port of his Pallace; the dangerous Aga ad­ding his subtlety to their natu­ral inclination, made them look upon the Sultan's love as a weak­ness that extended even to them­selves; the most cowardly of them highly blamed his Con­duct, and made them cry, To Arms! as oft as they saw him appear.

The Prince knew too well the importance of their Insurrecti­ons, not to be in apprehension thereof: he then published, to appease them, that he had great designs for them, and appeared daily at their Assemblies: but Racima, who spoke by the mouth [Page 46] of the Aga, let them know how far any such designs were from them; and destroyed what ever Mahomet's Candor could infuse to them.

Notwithstanding all this could not unbind him from Eronima, and the storm he saw ready to fall upon him, could not move him. Solyman was the person whom he esteemed the most in his Empire; and seeing himself in that state which required pru­dent Counsels, it was from him alone that he required them: I am perswaded that my interests are dear to you, Solyman, said he to him, the same day that he dis­covered his passion to Morat: You know the fury which begins to spread it self amongst the Janisa­ries; and you are not ignorant per­haps, that it is also the effects of [Page 47] Racima's Jealousie, I ought to fear the mischievous consequences: in the mean time, the interest of my heart will not suffer me to part with Eronima; they would abso­lutely destroy her, and I am resol­ved to defend her, although it should prove to be even at the ex­pence of my whole Empire; give me, if it be possible, such counsels as may be agreeable with my love; and tell me what I may do to calm these troubles, and preserve the thing that I love; I am to be pi­tyed every way, the inflexible Ero­nima will not so much as hear my sighs, though they are likely to cost me so dear. I could make use of my authority to constrain her; but ty­ranny is not the way to gain a heart.

Solyman was truly generous, and how great interest soever he [Page 48] had in the Emperor's Discourse, he could not chuse but pity him; he assured the Prince of his zeal and discretion; but at the same time he could not avoid tasting some joy, in learning from the mouth of a redoubted Rival, that Eronima was still the same: he answered the confidence that Mahomet reposed in him, by the most useful counsels that he was able to give him, as that he should always flatter the Janisa­ries, and affect some pleasant aspects towards the Sultaness Queen, till such time as he could work upon some of the best be­loved Officers of the Empire, to put the Forces and People of Constantinople into a condition of withstanding the rage of the Ja­nisaries. I will render your for­tune so little different from my [Page 49] own, said the Emperor to Soly­man, that you shall know how great my acknowledgments are for your fidelity, and in espousing you to the Sultaness Bassima, my Si­ster, I will link you so close to my person, that nothing shall ever re­move you from me. The Bassa's countenance changed at this Dis­course; and Mahomet imagin­ing it was with joy, accompa­nied his promises with many embraces; Solyman not imagin­ing any thing that could autho­rise a refusal, which must neces­sarily banish him from the Em­peror's favour, was constrained to feign an acceptance, and make secret reparations to Ero­nima and Morat.

As soon as he awaked on the morrow, he failed not to seek for the Bostangi Bassa, but could [Page 50] not speak with him in two days after. The Emperors promise to Solyman, in respect of the Princess Bassima did not allarm the grand Gardiner, who knew the generosity of his Friend, and his pre-engagement to ano­ther; he told him that he had seen the young Sultaness who was very much inclined to serve him with the Princess Eronima; 'twas now a great honor to Soly­man to have engaged a person of that importance in his intrigue, and his hopes thereof were aug­mented.

The Sultaness Bassima loved Morat too tenderly, not to en­deavour with all expedition to serve his friend; there was no time limited for her to see Ero­nima, but she went to her Ap­partments at her own pleasure; [Page 51] and the Sultan who loved his Sister, was over-joyed to see her contract a friendship with a per­son that was the most dear in the world to him.

The lovely Sultaness soon found an occasion to speak of Solyman, whereat Eronima blush­ed; but Bassima cast a look upon her, that answered for her sin­cerity; I am interessed for the Bassa, said she to her, and al­though I am Sister to the Emperor, you need not have the least scruple in speaking to me; I knew some time since that he loves you; I am not ignorant of your Adven­tures at Constantinople, of those since at Negropont; and I know better since that he hath suffered for you all that love can make a man suffer: and begs your sight but for one moment, as a recom­pence [Page 52] for all the misfortunes you have created him; This Dis­course made Eronima's colour to encrease; but seeing the Otto­man Princess so well instructed in what had passed betwixt her and the Bassa, she was obliged to acknowledge it. 'Tis true, that Solyman, said she, has done those things for me which merit my utmost thankfulness; and had I believed this passion which you assure me he reserves for me, I could still enjoy that liberty which I ought not to hope for; you can know only from him­self what you have now related to me; and in what place, Ma­dam, she went on sighing, have you seen him? Does he come exposing himself to the cruel Ad­ventures of the Seraglio? He has not yet done it, answered Bas­sima, [Page 53] but I hope that you and I shall give him an opportunity; the entry into the Gardens is free to us. Ah, Madam, cryed E­ronima, I have not resolution e­nough to engage him in so mani­fest a peril. These obstacles which allarm you, interrupted the young Sultaness, have hitherto caused more fear than mischief; I was born in the Seraglio, and I know all the Avenues thereof; the Eunuchs have some deference for me, and you are Mistress of your own walks; I have some pow­er over the grand Gardiner, fol­low my advice, and do not refuse Solyman that satisfaction which will cost you so little. Bassima then acquainted Eronima of her intelligence with Morat; and at last surmounted the repugnancy she had testified.

[Page 54]There are occasions when love fights only to be overcome: Ero­nima consented to what the Sul­taness desired, so that all things contributed to favour the Bassa; an Indisposition fortunately kept the Emperor in his Bed. Morat neglected not so favourable an opportunity; and after he had given the Princesses a Rendez­vous in a place called the Sulta­ness Grotto, at the appointed hour he took care to conduct his Friend thither.

The Season was fair, the Em­peror sick, the Sultanesses reti­red, the Gardiners gone to rest, and the Gardens, by the dili­gence of Morat, more solitary than they were ever wont to be: Solyman trod those Walks with that agreeable emotion which precedes the greatest pleasures; [Page 55] and the grand Gardiner having conducted him into the Sulta­nesses Grotto, left him there, whilst he went out to spy lest any one should come to trouble them.

Love, and the hopes of Hap­piness, whereof he believed himself secure, banished all his griefs: he had not long attend­ed, but some body came in, and an amorous transport immedi­ately laid him prostrate at the feet of a Princess, where he lay fighing for some minutes with­out being able to speak: but at length, It is then permitted me to see you, Madam, said he in the most tender manner in the world, and in despight of all the difficulties which had taken from me all hopes, I can speak to you of my Love. Solyman had fixed his [Page 56] eyes upon the face of a person who heard him; and the Moon lent him so much light, as to let him see, that fortune had most cruelly deceived him, and that all which he thought he had spo­ken to Eronima, was addressed to the Queen Sultaness.

If his Surprize at this Adven­ture was great, that of Racima's was not less; she saw a man at her feet who appeared very a­morous. The Customs of the Seraglio made her Mistress of his life; she then deeply resented Mahomets inconstancy, the ven­geance she hoped for from the Janisaries seemed too flow; and beholding Solyman, whom she instantly knew, as an instrument wherewith she might the more readily succour her self, she re­solved not to neglect this occasi­on.

[Page 57]Do you certainly know that I am Racima? said she, angerly to him, and the place where I see you, with the discourse which you use to me give me the pow­er over your life, since you are Bassa to the Emperor, and that nothing can secure you from his wrath, if I acquaint him with your undertaking. Solyman was less sensible of the danger that threatned him, than of the joy that he had spoke nothing which could discover Eronima, chusing rather to feign a thing quite op­posite to his sentiments to con­ceal the truth of them: Yes, Madam, he replyed, I know you are the Queen Sultaness, and that I have not less offended the Emperor in approaching this place, than in discovering to you the state of my heart; we cannot guide love [Page 58] as we list, 'tis a passion which ob­serves no rule; and since it does absolutely possess me, I shall find more sweetness in dying after I have declared it to you, than in li­ving with a secret that hath made me languish so long a time.

The Sultaness knew her Beau­ty sufficiently to perswade her that the Bassa's vows were real and sincere; he had seen her oft enough upon publick occasions to become amorous of her; and she being desirous to gain a man absolutely, whose ambition to please her might render him ca­pable of all things, since he had already exposed himself to such imminent dangers; you may possibly find greater difficulties to encounter another time, said she, but the present temper of my Soul is favourable to you, as [Page 59] well as the season of retiring in the Seraglio; and if you truly think what you speak, it shall be your fault if you are not very fortunate; but be sure you nar­rowly respect what it is you en­gage in; I do not only require love in you, but submission, zeal and perseverance; you must assure me of a perfect obe­dience to what soever I shall de­mand of you; I give you two days to consider of it, at the end whereof you shall return to me in the same place, and at the same hour, to receive from me the measures of your Conduct.

To what constraint soever this accident might engage the Bassa, he chose rather to submit to it, than to give the least suspicion of the truth; he told Racima all that he possibly could, to per­swade [Page 60] her that he was amorous of her, he promised her to re­turn to her the same person that she could desire him.

She left him in this manner, and he expected Eronima a long time; being in a great Con­sternation by this Adventure, he pretended to make her a thousand reparations for this fault to which his misfortune had enforced him, but it was in vain; and he went out of the Sultanesses Grotto to seek the grand Gardiner, and finding him in the first Ally, I am, said he to him, the most unfortunate of all men. You would be so, re­plyed Morat, and your impati­ence in going out of the Grotto hath deprived you of Eronima's sight: What would you tell me? replyed Solyman. That she [Page 61] sought for you, said the Bostangi Bassa, and that not finding you in the Grotto, she is returned in­to the Seraglio, and hath robbed me of the conversation of Bassi­ma. I am undone, Morat, cry­ed Solyman. He then recount­ed to him what had passed, and they were both of opinion, that Eronima at her entrance into the Grotto had heard what Soly­man said to Racima, and moved with anger and jealousie had re­tired.

Morat comforted his Friend, and promised him that he would disabuse the Princess by Bassima, and procure him some more hap­py rendezvous. He advised him at last to pursue his feigned pas­sion, which would render him Master of Racima's confidence, and of all the Mysteries of the [Page 62] Seraglio, and made him abso­lutely remember not to fail the Queen Sultaness of the Meeting, which might do him a vast pre­judice; they went out of the Gardens together, and did not part that night.

Morat heard in the morning that Bassima was sick, at which Solyman despaired, because this would retard his justification. The two days that Racima gave him, ran away too swift against his inclination; and at the ap­pointed hour, the grand Gardi­ner conducted him to the Sulta­nesses Grotto; no sooner had he entred therein, but the Queen Sultaness arrived, attended by a Slave, who immediately re­tired.

You see, said she, with how great confidence I render my self [Page 63] to the first marks of your love; my facility ought to surprise you: but in short, are you prepared to act implicitly all that can perswade me to think that you seek only to please me, and have you no remorse that you have already engaged so far?

The Bassa was so confused, that Racima might easily have discovered it, had not the place been so dark; but he concealed his disorder as much as possibly he could, and did so well per­swade the Sultaness, that she no longer doubted of his sincerity; and taking the habit of a Wo­man Slave, which she had hid in the Grotto, she put it upon the Bassa, and covering his face with a Veil, made him follow her to the Seraglio, which he did, [Page 64] but with an agitation difficult to be expressed.

As soon as Racima was entred into her Chamber; she com­manded all persons to with­draw, except the Slave who fol­lowed her to the Grotto; and for the greater security, she made Solyman go into a Closet; and observing some emotion in his countenance, Is it, said she to him, Love, or Fear, to see your self in a place you believe to be dangerous, that makes you un­moveable? do but love, and ne­ver trouble your self, there is no­thing wanting to the precautions that I take; and if the possession of my heart be dear to you, you have now the power to gain it for ever; you did not tremble at introducing your self into the Gardens, where you might [Page 65] have been surprised by persons who would not have spared you, do not deceive the good opinion I have of you: 'tis not sufficient for me to hear that I am belov­ed, I must have the effect of all that I have required from you, and you shall be happy since for­tune puts me into a capacity to make use of you.

Solyman began to feel that he was not capable to continue this counterfeit for long time, re­pented himself that he had be­lieved the counsel of Morat, necessity forced him to answer; and he did all that he could pos­sibly to content Racima by his words. You know, said she, the injury that the Emperor hath done me, in giving up himself to a Slave; a brave Soul can ill suffer these sort of inconstancies; [Page 66] I have put in practise all things to revenge my self, the Janisa­ries have murmured, they may yet make an Insurrection by my means: but their Commotions perhaps may not reach my Ri­val, I must have a more sure and expedite revenge; and 'tis from you, Solyman, that I demand it. I pretend to punish Mahomet in giving you a heart which you deserve better than he; but you must repay this Boon, by a ser­vice that may establish my Re­pose. Your hand must commit an illustrious Crime, and must carry Mahomets own Arms, and this Ponyard, said she, pulling out one of the Emperor's, which she had hidden, must punish his Infidelities, and deliver the Se­raglio from a Captive, who makes it groan under her Lovers [Page 67] troubles. In a word, I com­mand you forthwith to go even to Eronima's Bed, and take a­way her life; after such an Ex­pedition, expect the utmost of my Acknowledgment: the Jani­saries are for me, my Son's Party is potent, and some thing may happen to make you the Head of the Empire. But, Solyman, said she, seeing his Colour change, you are disturbed, do not abuse me, she continued, casting a fu­rious look upon him, and merit that confidence I repose in you.

Solyman was in so great a con­sternation at these words, that he could not look upon the Sulta­ness without horrour, but en­deavouring to sweeten her eyes, which by so wicked a design, gave a threatning aspect. If I were to fight the entire body of [Page 68] the Janisaries, said he to her, or force the Gates of the Seraglio, you should not see me pause to do it, at the least of your orders; but, Madam, would you have me stab a Maid, that hath no weapon to oppose me with, but an innocent sleep; can a Lover so barbarous be pleasing to you, and is there no o­ther way to revenge your Beauty? stay a little, till time disgusts the Emperor, and scorn that change which is only ignominious to him.

If you truly loved me, re­plyed the cruel Racima, you would only have in prospect the glory of obeying this my pro­position, a little Blood which I too justly condemn, wou'd not affright you; alas, you refuse me a trembling hand, which perhaps would serve me ill, my own shall find a readier path to [Page 69] the heart of my Enemy, and in a few moments she shall be no longer in a condition to disquiet me.

This Transport redoubled the fears of Solyman; never was a­ny Lover seen in so deplorable an extremity; the most violent Woman in the World extorting from him the worst of ills a­gainst a person he adored; he must either destroy Eronima, or himself if it should take the least breath, and after a hundred dif­ferent resolutions, he fixeth up­on this, to manage Racima's in­clinations, and to deceive her, at least, till such time as he could advertise Eronima thereof, and to put things in that posture, to be wholly sacrificed to the Em­peror's wrath.

I believed, Madam, you only [Page 70] sought to try me, said he to her, with a more free air; but since you resolve to have Eronima's life effectually, I promise it with plea­sure. In the mean time, said he, the better to perswade Racima, I shall plead for Mahomet; that you shall no sooner be without a Rival, but you shall restore him your heart. This doubt intirely pacified the Sultaness, whom So­lyman's resistance had irritated. She assured him, that he ought to fear nothing, and that he should have no reason to repent his serving her. At length she told him, that she had taken all her measures, that he ought not to delay, but a few minutes be­fore he went to Eronima's Chamber, that as soon as he had revenged her, she would con­duct him her self out of the Gar­dens; [Page 71] and that on the morrow he should receive her Orders for all things that he was to do.

Whilst she was thus speaking, he thought upon nothing but Eronima's safety; one while he designed to declare this Adven­ture even to Mahomet; but as this could not be done without discovering his passion for the Princess, he was constrained to bethink himself not to tell it to any but she, when Racima had introduced him into her Cham­ber.

All these vexations hindred him not from promising himself some pleasure in hopes to see her one moment. At last, the hour that he was to go, arrived, and he marched under the conduct of a Woman slave, confident to Ra­cima, [Page 72] after he had received the barbarous instructions of the Queen Sultaness.

A profound silence now reign­ed over the whole Seraglio, the Eunuchs were retired, the Sul­tanesses at repose, and all the Lights extinguished. The Slave left the Bassa at the first Door of Eronima's Apartment, which was left open by a treacherous Eunuch, whom Racima had cor­rupted; and after he had passed through many Chambers, he en­tred into the Princesses Lodg­ings, which were still light.

A mortal grief oppressed her ever since she heard his amorous conversation in the Grotto, she had not stirred out of her Cham­ber, and Bassima being sick, had not undeceived her, and believ­ing every thing that might make [Page 73] her despair, she spent her time in complaints.

When Solyman entred, she was laid down on a Couch with her Cloaths on, lamenting her Captivity less than the pretend­ed Infidelity of her Lover, she lay sometime without espying him at her Chamber door, where he stopped: but at length percei­ving him, and believing it was some Slave more careful of her than the rest, who came to see if she wanted any thing: Retire, said she to him, with a great deal of candor, if I cannot take my own repose, 'tis unjust I should de­prive others of theirs: the for­lorn Slave durst not advance. She continued, Your diligence does me no kindness now; retire, I command you.

[Page 74] Solyman stood thus no longer, but cast himself at Eronima's Feet. She thought still the Slave would have asked some favour of her; but fixing her eyes up­on his face, she soon discovered, notwithstanding her tears, and his disguise, some Lines which grief had not struck out of her memory, she had neither power to rise, nor to express her sur­prise; her love that was irrita­ted, and his that was not, found themselves equally without mo­tion, and a reciprocal trouble hindred these two persons, who loved the best of any in the world, from saying any thing of it. Yet nothing could hinder Solyman's sense of the pleasure in beholding the Princess, which made him at this moment forget [Page 75] even the imminent danger that threatened him, and notwith­standing Eronima's Resentments of his infidelity, her eyes cast a tender aspect upon him, and found him always too ami­able.

The Bassa was just going to force his silence, and to spare a long recital of his woes, to justi­fie himself, when a sudden noise causing him to turn his head, he espied the Emperor coming into the Chamber, and the Queen Sultaness conducted by many Eunuchs.

Racima could not introduce Solyman to the Seraglio with that secresie, but Altagis, a Black Eunuch, faithful to the Empe­ror, [Page 76] perceived it, who knew all the Slaves, and finding some­thing extraordinary in the Vi­sage of the Bassa, partly suspect­ed him, and immediately went to advertise the Emperor there­of, whose discourse disquieted him, he knew by experience the Capaciousness of the Sultan Queens spirit, and not being a­ble to pass over the night with­out better informing himself, he repaired to the Womens Ap­partment, and afterwards to Racima's Chamber.

Her impatience to know what Solyman had done, obliged her to follow him in a short time; Mahomet not finding her in her Chamber, was confirmed in the Eunuch's suspicions, and went di­rectly [Page 77] to Eronima's Lodgings: now all was dark, for the Empe­ror would suffer no Lights with him; and Racima hearing a noise, thought it had been Solyman, i­magining no other persons were awake in the Seraglio: Is it you, Solyman? said she, coming to­wards him, have you sacrificed Eronima to me, and have you meri­ted that I shall make you happy? The Emperor no longer doubt­ing, at these words seised the Sultaness by the Arm, and ac­companied this action with me­nacing words, she knew the Prince's voice, and despair, see­ing her self discovered, taking away part of her reason, she replyed only by injurious Lan­guage.

[Page 78] Mahomet stopped not to hear them, the interest of Eronima called him to her, entring then into her Chamber (and causing Racima also to be conducted thither by the Eunuchs which Altagis had called) at the sight of the Bassa there, and the remem­brance of the Queen Sultanesses words, he trembled; but fury suc­ceeding his fear, there was no point of cruelty, to which desire of revenge did not transport his imagination. Traitor, said he to Solyman, what comest thou to seek in these sacred places? and what base commerce canst thou have with this guilty Sultaness? Take my life, Sir, if that be ca­pable of giving you satisfaction, replyed the Bassa, but take care for the preservation of Eroni­ma's. [Page 79] Dost thou, perfidious wretch, said the Sultan, dost thou exhort me to be careful of that life which even now thou wouldst have sacri­ficed? Let him be loaded with I­rons, Altagis, take him from my sight, and let him be close Prisoner, till I determine the time and man­ner of his punishment.

The unhappy Solyman was se­veral times tempted to discover the secret of his heart; but the fear of displeasing Eronima, or contracting any misfortune upon her, prevented him, so that he only cast upon her some glances full of love and despair, but full of horror upon Racima; and following the Eunuchs that led him away, malicious fortune would make him appear yet [Page 80] more criminal in dropping the Ponyard which the Queen Sulta­ness had given him.

She found the Bassa appear too amiable and too obedient, to see him led to the place where he must lose his life, she was not troubled that she was the cause of her own misfortune, and this thought rendred Mahomet and the very day odious to her. 'Tis I, said she, that conducted him hither; and 'tis me alone thou oughtest to punish, I had armed him with thine own Ponyard to destroy my Rival, and our enter­prise unfortunately failing, re­venge thy self on me if thou darest, she shall not long enjoy the plea­sure of my loss, and the loss of her shall not be the least of thy misfor­tunes.

[Page 81]Thus whilst Racima's fury ex­pressed it self in this manner, E­ronima was just expiring in the Arms of her Women, it was not enough for her to believe So­lyman was unfaithful, but she saw him ready to sheath a Pon­yard in her Heart; this reflecti­on made Racima silent, dryed her tears, shut her eyes, and put her into that condition which perswaded the Emperor she was now contented.

Whilst her rage thus pleased it self at so dolesome a Spectacle, the Princess recovered a little strength, by the care of her Slaves, and casting her eyes up­on her implacable Enemy: You have acted more, said she to her, (with a languishing voice) than [Page 82] you designed to do; the death which you prepared had been agreeable to me, but the life which now is left me, is going to be exposed to a thousand times more sensible evils. The Sultan would have spoke to the Princess, but she conjured him to give her some moments repose; and as he only sought to please her, he retired, having first given orders to many Eu­nuchs to watch round her Apart­ments.

If I hearkned only to my just indignation, said he to Ra­cima, thou shouldst not survive so many crimes, but I must punish them with greater terror, and Ba­jazet's Partisans shall see, of what a Mother he has the misfortune to be born. At length he caused her to be secured in her Cham­ber, [Page 83] and after having set a Guard upon her, he retired with Altagis, who prudently counselled him, not to publish an Adventure which so much dishonoured him, and which might cause Racima's Creatures to make an Insurrecti­on: Mahomet knew the zeal of this Eunuch, and following his advice which appeared so rea­sonable to him, he concealed his wrath, and left the people to di­vine at the cause of the Bassa's and Racima's disgrace.

Solyman was in a condition the most deplorable of all men, he was much less concerned at the fear of death, than at the horror of an accident which made him appear as Eronima's Assassin; he continually [Page 84] thought upon this, and prefer­red the good fortune of justify­ing himself, beyond his own life; the Princess had incessant­ly before her eyes the Image of her pretended Assassin, if the Blackness of his Attempt did inspire her with any resentment, it was soon obliterated by the Idea of that vengeance the Emperor was going to take. She was now in the same Pallace where she first saw Solyman, and where she received those Servi­ces which engaged her to so ten­der an acknowledgment, Why, said she oftentimes, did he spare my life at such a time, when I looked upon him with horror, to take it after I had given him my whole esteem? the sentiments I have for him, have rendred all [Page 85] things else indifferent to me, how many woes hath he cost me when I was constrained to shun him, what griefs has he not caused me since I arrived at the Seraglio? yet the barbarous man, after he had taken his heart from me, whose possession sweetened all my Sufferings, comes to sacrifice me to the least favours of my Rival, yet in spight of all the infidelities he is guilty of, my ten­derness still interesses it self for him, I have the weakness to la­ment him, and I would save his at the expence of my own life: Ah! cruel destiny of the Paleolo­geans, she added, (in pouring forth a torrent of tears) why dost thou so severely prosecute the Sur­vivers?

The Princess continued in the [Page 86] like agitations all the succeeding days to this Adventure; the Em­peror redoubled his cares for her, and his spight for Racima; who, notwithstanding her captivity, and moreover that she was con­victed of several grand crimes; still hoped for succour from her subtle spirit.

Although the truth was not known of what had passed in the Seraglio, none could be ignorant of the Queen Sultanesses dis­grace, and of Solyman's impri­sonment, it was diversly dis­coursed of; but Morat alone pe­netrated the reasons thereof, the indisposition of Bassima hindred him from learning the particu­lars; the Emperor appeared so troubled and so reserved that he [Page 87] durst not speak the least syllable of it to him; and Altagis, who was his acquaintance, stirred not from the Womens Appart­ments, so that he was obliged to content himself with what he knew, and to seek, with some o­thers of the Bassa's Friends, the means which they thought most proper to appease the Empe­ror's wrath.

But whilst they hereunto ap­plyed themselves vigorously, the Queen Sultaness was not idle on her part, her disgrace had not diminished her credit; and see­ing that all Mahomet's resent­ment was limited by her impri­sonment; She took advantage at his indulgence, and entertain­ing a pernicious commerce with [Page 88] the Aga of the Janisaries, she caused her Captivity to be pub­lished as nothing but the Sultan's injustice.

How great a shame is it for us, says this Agent of Racima's loudly, to see the Mother to the Heir of the Empire, a Princess who loves glory, and the repose of her Subjects, sacrificed to the am­bition of a Slave, who renders Mahomet the weakest of all men? The generous Solyman is at present chained with Irons, for being rea­dy to serve the Queen Sultaness, and the Empire, let us not doubt but the same misfortune will short­ly befal us; it is in your power, brave Janisaries, to put an obsta­cle hereunto: you, I say, who are the only honour and support of the [Page 89] Empire, elevate Bajazet upon the Throne, give him early lessons of valour and generosity, he will without doubt make good use there­of, and you will assuredly signa­lize your selves hereby.

This Discourse was approved by a general shout, the Janisa­ries spoke now of nothing but forcing the Seraglio, to snatch the feeble Mahomet from thence, to set up the young Prince in his place, and to strangle Eronima at Racima's feet. They loved Solyman whose valour was ap­proved and murmured highly at his imprisonment.

Constantinople was divided in a moment, the Janisaries, the Port, and even the Seraglio, but [Page 90] the Queens Party was always the most potent; the Janisaries were now in so great a num­ber in the City, that they alone were able to defend it.

The Queen Sultaness soon learn'd in what manner Fortune acted for her interest, and pro­mised her self, by these favoura­ble beginnings, the liberty of So­lyman, the destruction of Ero­nima, and the Coronation of Ba­jazet.

This Consternation less dis­quieted the Emperor for his own sake than for Eronima's; his wrath excited him highly a­gainst Solyman, whom he looked upon as the chief motive of this Rebellion, he several times pro­nounced [Page 91] the sentence of his death, but he could find none to execute it; and as he was con­fined in the Seraglio, the fear of Racima hindred the obedience due to his Orders: You will lose your self, Sir, in taking off Soly­man, said the Chief of the Eu­nuchs to him, you may from hence hear the Janisaries mention his name, it appears sufficiently that his life is dear to them, calm this Tempest which grows loud, before you think upon vengeance, and give not the Mutineers a new subject to rebel. Mahomet was constrain­ed to have some deference to these reasons, he knew the ne­cessity he had to shew himself to the Soldiers, but he would not do it till he had seen Eronima a­gain, that at least he might have [Page 92] this satisfaction, in case any ac­cident should befal him, to hin­der it for the future.

He found her in her usual melancholy, but accompanied with those Charms that made him forget the preservation of his life and grandeur; I am just at the point of perishing, fair Ero­nima, said he to her, is it possi­ble you can refuse me at a time of misfortune and despair, what you would not accord me in my prospe­rity? I have lived without being able to make your heart flexible; and must I die in the same mis­fortune; can pity do nothing for me, and shall the Janisaries in bereaving me of my Crown and Life, have the pleasure to see me hated by you to the last minute? [Page 93] The Princess who knew nothing of the troubles which menaced the Sultan's Grandeur, was sur­prised at this Discourse. I am not injust enough to make vows against the happiness of your life, Sir, said she, and if it de­pended only upon me to establish it, I should not forbear to wish it you earnestly.

Your Sentiments, Madam, are very generous, said the Sultan, but I wish they were more tender; should you have a little bounty for me, it were a weakness whereof you would not be obliged to blush; and if you did but love unfortunate Mahomet, he had perhaps acqui­red sufficient glory to justifie your heart. You would enjoy but lit­tle by this advantage, she re­plyed. [Page 94] 'Tis true, the Prince in­terrupting her, said sighing, that fortune has declared her self against me, and that she at­tacks my power, and perhaps my life amidst all the Forces of my Empire: but could I be as­sured of being beloved by you but one moment, I should die with an intire satisfaction. If you will not give me this Boon, at least promise to bewail me. The Jani­saries would not trouble me, if my passion for you were less violent; 'tis the fair Eronima that makes all things revolt against me. Ha! Sir, replyed the Princess, give them the blood of a miserable woman who creates so many troubles, my death will restore your quiet, and make them more submissive. You shall live [Page 95] in despight of them, said the Em­peror in a most tender manner, and though it cannot be for me, it shall be at least to conserve some re­membrance of me. The treacherous Solyman alone shall die, he hath but too long survived his crime, it is now time to punish him, and re­venge our selves.

You may put him to death when you please, Sir, replyed the Princess (who was far from wishing the Bassa's death) but I do not solicite you to lose a person whole valour has been so successful to you; is he so crimi­nal as to have prevented the Ja­nisaries hatred; and if he doth really love Racima, is he not suf­ficiently punished for it?—E­ronima was interrupted by an ex­traordinary [Page 96] shout, and Altagis came in mightily affrighted to give the Emperor notice, that the Janisaries had already passed the first Gates of the Seraglio, and were forcing their way fur­ther: Guard this Chamber, said he to the Eunuch, I will go and expose my self to their fury; but first of all the perfidious Solyman shall lose his life. The Princess remained astonished at these words, and the Emperor march­ed to the places where he was called.

He there presently espyed a Crowd of Janisaries, with their Weapons in their hands, and lifting up his voice that he might be heard, What come you here to seek, said he to them, have you [Page 97] any right to authorise this your vio­lence? They answered, We demand Eronima, and the liber­ty of Solyman; and we pretend in forcing this slave from you, to restore your valour to its first force, and to re-establish you in the paths of Glory. Villains, replyed the Sultan, this valour which you know so little to respect, may yet conduct you into those parts where you may repent the povoking of it. How! do ye pretend to come, and regulate both my designs and my actions, even into my very Pallace? would you have me aban­don the dearest interests of my heart to you? No, Eronima shall never go out of the Seraglio, till you have spilt all my blood; and for the Traitor whom ye demand, I'll deliver him to you in such a [Page 98] manner as befits his Crime, and my Resentment.

These words excited a new mur­muring amongst the Janisaries. They cryed, that they must be obliged to pull out Eronima and Solyman by force: Come Trai­tors, said the Emperor to them, putting his hand upon his Cyme­ter, attack your Prince, whom a far greater number of Enemies is not capable to affright, and who knows well how to punish those that offend him, to make them consider more than once how they revolt from him. The Sultan's Guards were ranged round about him: but the Janisaries were in so ter­rible a rage, that they over­threw without respect all things that would oppose their passage.

[Page 99] Racima on her part ex­cited the like Commotions within the Seraglio: she had been advertised that the Empe­ror was going to strangle Soly­man; all the Eunuchs feared her, and whilst Altagis guarded Eronima's Chamber, she found an opportunity to escape from her own, and told the Janisaries so loud of it, that they were go­ing to put all to the edge of the Sword, if the Bassa should be put to death, who was prisoner in the Seraglio, so that fear open­ed the Gates where he was kept, just as the Emperor's Orders were going to be executed.

His liberty made him not more fierce; but he learn'd the revolt of the Janisaries with [Page 100] much grief, and far from joyn­ing with them, he went to seek the Emperor with a resolution to die for his Interests. He found him in a Gallery whither he was forced to retire, whilst the Janisaries continued their Insolence.

The sight of Solyman astonish­ed Mahomet, who imagined that he who would not abhor the stabbing of Eronima, now led on the Rebels to attack him, but his submissive Deportment soon changed his opinion. Sir, said Solyman, upon his knees, and throwing his Cymerer down at his feet, I come endeavouring to merit that pardon which I beg of you; I am ready to die, to see that displeasure in you which I have occasioned, and to re­venge [Page 101] you upon the very Au­thors of my Liberty; I have no sentiments for the Queen Sulta­ness which can offend you; and I was so far from being willing to destroy Eronima, that I would have died a thousand times to preserve her.

This Discourse had so little appearance of truth to the Em­peror that he gave no credit to it, My eyes are convinced of what thou wouldst disavow, said he, I am not so easily abused; I am per­swaded of the correspondence thou hast with Racima, and not less of the enormous Enterprize which thou hast made against the life of Eronima, pursue thy treachery, Villain, and affect not an artifi­cial excuse, since I ought not to put [Page 102] any confidence in an Enemy who would assault my Glory and my Re­pose.

Solyman was not repulsed, but obliged all people to withdraw, and recited to the Emperor the intrigue of his Amours, avow­ing to him that he entred into the Gardens of the Seraglio, on­ly with the hopes to see Eronima, and afterwards what had hap­pened betwixt him and Racima.

The Emperor's surprise here­at was extraordinary; the im­portance of the Bassa's prote­stations perswaded him of the truth hereof; and as Mahomet had a Soul truly generous, he thought the Bassa was unhappy enough, since Eronima was per­swaded [Page 103] he would have taken a­way her life. The Emperor's jealousie, notwithstanding, and interest for his glory were de­clared against his Rival, who to all appearances was tenderly be­loved, and who against all Laws came even into the Womens Se­raglio to demand new favours of Eronima; this crime touched the Emperor to the quick, but it was not now time to hearken to his Resentments, since all things made insurrection against him; You are more happy than I, said he to Solyman, the heart of Eronima has declared in your fa­vour; and 'tis to you alone that I owe all these rigours; two words may justifie you to her, and my own indignation is not powerful e­nough to oblige me to take venge­ance [Page 104] on you, triumph over my mis­fortune, and my weakness; but at least stay till the Janisaries have completed their Enterprise, and let me not see those things which will prove much more cruel to me than the loss of my whole Empire. So­lyman, who knew the violent hu­mor of the Sultan, and was not ignorant that it had oftentimes transported him even to cruelty, was astonished at his modera­tion. Believe not that I abuse your bounty, Sir, said he to him, I have not pretended to justifie my self to you in avowing that I loved Eronima, but only to let you know that I am sincere and unfortunate, that I loved before you, and that I have used all my industry and care to surmount my love, which if it be absolute [Page 105] over me, Sir, the zeal and re­spect I have for you are not less, and I have as much ardor and fi­delity for my Master as for my Mistress, let us then endeavour to subject the Mutineers, and secure an authority equal to the merit of your glory: and after this, Sir, said he, sighing, you shall peace­ably enjoy the presence of Eroni­ma.

Whilst these two illustrious Rivals did thus explain them­selves, news was brought to the Emperor, that the tumult and disorder continually increased, that the Seraglio began to muti­ny, and every one declared for Racima. If you have any fidelity remaining for me, said the Empe­ror to Solyman, you see how neces­sary it is to make it appear, go shew [Page 106] your self to the Janisaries, and endeavour to appease their fury, whilst I labour to calm the Sera­glio. The Sultan delayed no longer, but pressed himself where necessity called him, whilst Solyman marched to the Mutineers; his presence made them give great Shouts for joy; Morat was one of those who took the greatest share in the good fortune of his Liberty, but they were not in a place to take that satisfaction their Amity re­quired.

Solyman made a long discourse to the Janisaries exhorting them to their obedience due to the Emperor, but he found them not in any such disposition; they all cryed out, To war, to war; [Page 107] and the Bassa persisting in his perswasions; was threatned with a more rude entertainment from them, than in the prison of the Seraglio.

The people of Constantinople looked on quietly, during these Divisions, flattering themselves with a more mild Government in the minority of Bajazet, they took not the Emperor's part, the Aga of the Janisaries made what progress he could, and Maho­met, who before was the terror of the world, was now at the very point of being sacrificed to the jealousie of a Woman.

In all the different Allarms, Eronima had particular ones, the uproar of the Janisaries [Page 108] reached her Appartment, which she could not distinguish, and the fear of hearing some dread­ful news of Solyman, made her not dare to enquire. Altagis never quitted her, neither did he understand the state of Af­fairs: at length they arrived to that pitch of disorder, that the Seraglio of the Women was at­tacked, Racima's party endea­voured to facilitate the Janisaries entrance, or at least they would deliver Eronima to them; Ma­homet had contracted their odium by certain severities which had animated even the very lowest of their Officers against him, and he had the displeasure to see them all come over to the inte­rest of the Queen Sultaness.

[Page 109]He fought furiously against all that approached him; but what valour could be able to re­sist so great Forces? he encoun­tred singly against a formidable Party, whose Efforts redoubled each moment; and whatever Solyman, Morat, and their Friends could do to moderate the Janisaries; all obstacles were nigh surmounted, when the Em­peror was seen to appear upon a Balcony, but in such a manner that made the stoutest Courages to tremble with horror; his countenance was affrighting, and all his action terrible, he held in one hand his Cymeter covered over with blood, the o­ther held the head of a Woman, just separated from her Body, the face thereof was so mangled, [Page 110] none could discern the features, and many believed it was Raci­ma's; Solyman himself imagined so, and though the Sultan's Acti­on appeared barbarous to him, he did not condole a woman who had too well merited the like Treatment. The Janisaries im­mediately prepared themselves to revenge her death upon the Sultan, when he undeceived them in this manner.

Behold the object of your hatred, said he to them with a loud voice, that he might be heard by the farthest off, Behold the head of E­ronima, which I deliver to you, and which with my own hand I have sacrificed to your fury, judge by this so unexpected an action, of what great things Mahomet is ca­pable, [Page 111] and tremble at the mighty works he is preparing for you; 'tis now that he will conduct you to such Enemies, whose valour shall revenge the amiable Eronima; do not think he will spare you, after this days surprising proof of his resolution, you shall see if you dare follow him, the most dreadful ap­pearances the horrors of War can shew; but if this blood I have now spilt cannot satisfie you, come, cruel men, come quench your thirst with mine, and to complete this bloody Scene, crown Racima's am­bition in elevating Bajazet to the Throne.

This Speech of the Sultan's, the sight of this head which had been so dear to him, and which he had cut off with his own [Page 112] hand, struck all the Spectators with astonishment; they appro­ved this barbarous action, and had not broke silence, but to re­iterate their Acclamations, cry­ing, ‘Long live our great Emperor, Sul­tan Mahomet.

But the despairing Solyman mixed most doleful Cryes with those of the Janisaries. What a dismal sight was this to him? In what a condition was the a­dorable Eronima presented to him? and what did he not find himself capable to do in his first transport? He alone had acted more than all the Janisaries, had his strength been answerable to his courage: But a most just [Page 113] grief made her self intirely Mistress of his Soul, he fell dow [...] in a swoon amidst those that surrounded him from whence Morat (who was neither less surprised, nor less afflicted) cau­sed him to be carryed, whilst the Janisaries, being satisfied with Mahomet's Cruelty, took a new Oath of Fidelity to him, and retired from the Seraglio, whi­ther the Emperor returned, af­ter he had calmed all things.

Solyman recovered not his weakness, but only to give some marks of his despair, whereof Morat found it a hard task to moderate his Transports, he en­deavoured by all sorts of Reasons and Arguments, to oblige the Bassa to make use of his constan­cy, [Page 114] but he heard him with trou­ble and full of just resentment, he meditated the destruction of all the Janisaries, the death of the barbarous Mahomet, and of pityless Racima: at length, the sacking of Constantinople, the intire ruine of the Empire, and the destruction of the whole Ottoman Race, were things too sweet for his Revenge.

Whilst he was thus occupied by all these sad Meditations, a Message came to him that the Emperor enquired for him: How! said he, He that found no horror in spilling Eronima's blood, does he pretend that I shall see him peaceably, I shall undoubted­ly go even to the Seraglio: but it shall only be to take away his life. [Page 115] Be not so transported, replyed Morat, he may perhaps say something to you may make you alter your opinion. Alas, what can he say to me, replyed Soly­man, that can strike out of my me­mory the terrifying spectacle, he but now presented to my eyes? Have I not seen Eronima's Head separate from her body? The Cy­meter of this Barbarian, was it not stained with that blood which was so dear to me? And would you still have me moderate? The grand Gardiner at last perswa­ded Solyman to return to the Se­raglio, without offering any vio­lence.

The night was far advanced when they arrived at the Sera­glio; Morat conducted his [Page 116] Friend to the Emperor's Appart­ment, and there left him to go in alone; for the order was not given for him. Solyman thus walk­ked to the Sultan's Chamber, with all the emotion that a man can have, when he is going to see the Executioner of that per­son whom he loved the best in the world.

Mahomet was then without Guards, without Eunuchs, and in that dejected condition, which gave great facility to attempt his life: but Solyman, though inra­ged to the utmost, had a certain natural respect for his Prince, which opposed it self to all things wherewith his desire of venge­ance could inspire him: Come hither, Solyman, said he to the [Page 117] Bassa, come and enjoy the good fortune which the Janisaries have procured you. Do not excite that despair, Sir, replyed Solyman, which with all my industry I have found so difficult to mode­rate; content your self in that you have rendered me the most miserable of all men, without adding thereunto a rallery, which perhaps may force me to break thorow the bounds of my duty to you. Is it possible, replyed the Emperor, that you could be­lieve me capable of taking away E­ronima's life, and that you should know me so ill, you whom I have ever distinguished from the rest of my subjects by a sincere esteem and confidence? Alas, Sir, cryed Solyman, have I not seen Eroni­ma's head in your hands, and [Page 118] have you not appeased the Jani­saries by this barbarous sacri­fice? 'Tis true, said the Sultan, that I have quieted their rage; but the head that you saw was not Eronima's, one of Racima's Slaves served us to secure the life of Eronima, and to restore peace and tranquility in the Sera­glio, and in the extremity whereto I saw my self reduced, I chose ra­ther to send her from me, and lose all my repose, than to see her fall into the hands of the Janisaries, who would have had no respect, ei­ther to her beauty, or my love: you shall learn the rest from Alta­gis (seeing that Eunuch come in) said he, and shall judge by his discourse whether you have any occasion to complain.

[Page 119] Solyman was amazed, the Emperor went into his Closet; and Altagis spoke to the Bassa in this manner.

You know how obstinately the Janisaries persued their Inso­lencies, after you were at liber­ty; all the Seraglio revolted a­gainst Mahamet, and Racima a­lone commanded all there, whilst they without endeavoured to break down the Gates, which the Emperor courageously de­fended, taking less thought for the conservation of his own life and dignity, than for Eroni­ma's safety, whom he saw so nearly threatned, considering at last that all his efforts were but in vain, and were now going to be surmounted, he generously [Page 120] resolved to have her conveyed out of the Seraglio, aad leaving a small number of his Friends to amuse the Enemy, he ran to E­ronima's Chamber, which I, by his order had not quitted.

All our Galleries were desert­ed, fear had obliged all the Sul­tanesses and the Slaves to retire, the Eunuchs were otherwise em­ployed; and the Emperor find­ing no obstacle, Flie, Madam, quickly, said he to the Princess, go seek in places more fortunate that repose which my passion hath robbed you of, delay not one moment, the Janisaries are making themselves Masters of this place, and I tremble lest they should surprise you, the faith­ful Altagis shall conduct you, and [Page 121] I shall die with content, when you have nothing to fear; save her, my dear Altagis, and, if it be possible, secure her from all perils which can threaten her. The Princess would have reply­ed, but the Emperor would not give her time; we were just beginning our march, when I espyed a Favourite Slave of Ra­cima's, posted by her Mistresses Order, near Eronima's Appart­ment, to observe what passed; she would have cryed out to in­terrupt our escape, without re­specting the Emperor. I avow to you, Solyman, the zeal I have for my Master, made me cruel, I took off the head of this Wo­man Slave with one blow of my Cymeter; and considering at the same time, it was a means to [Page 122] secure our secret, I disfigured the face, and presenting it to the Emperor: Hold, Sir, said I, ap­pease the Janisaries in telling them this is the Head of Eroni­ma, whilst I conduct her from these places to some securer Re­fuge.

The Sultan followed my ad­vice, besmeared his Cymeter in blood, and shewed himself to the Janisaries in the manner you saw him, after he had given an adieu to the Princess full of ten­derness.

You may well be astonished, that in the Womens Seraglio, which is ordinarily so frequent­ed, we could be able to do what I have told you without being [Page 123] discovered, but I have already observed to you that every one was retired, some for fear, and others upon the necessity of their Employs.

I had then time enough to ob­lige the Princess to take the Slave's Garments, and to cloath her with her own; she could not resolve upon this without difficulty, but I assisted her to make this Exchange, and after­wards conducted her to the most remote Corner of the Gardens, and put her into the hands of some Women who usually live there, to be serviceable to the Slaves of the Sultaness, making them believe she was one of Ra­cima's, who having unfortu­nately displeased her, was forced [Page 124] to abscond for some time. There she now continues in great safety: I returned to the Sera­glio, where no body doubts of her death; and Racima not find­ing her Slave, thought she had fled to save her self, during those Commotions, preferring her liberty before the Sultanesses Favour.

This Discourse of Altagis created an inexpressible joy in Solyman, he presently banished from his heart all the horrors that had occupied it, and seeing the door of the Emperors Clo­set open, he went to throw him­self at his feet, and to speak to him all that his acknowledgment & his love could inspire. I did not deceive you, said the Prince to [Page 125] him, with a sigh, you are now go­ing to enjoy all Eronima's tender­ness, and the pleasure of making your own to appear; as for me, I fight, and perhaps may conquer: but if Love shall always tie me to her, I will go seek in Wars the end or the cure of all my Woes: she is still within the Bounds of the Seraglio, take her out of this place, which in time may prove fa­tal to her; I have already sacri­ficed my repose to her, and I will yet sacrifice to her the resentment which I may justly have for your enterprise against our Laws, and against my Love; 'tis to you that I bequeath her, since I am destined to lose her; I could deprive you of her as well as my self, by banishing her my Empire, but my jealousie is not of so blind an interest. Most [Page 126] just reflections have made me decide in your favour; and since I have judged you worthy of my esteem, and my friendship, I cannot remit a Princess whom I have adored, and who still is more dear to me than my Life, into better Hands than yours; I do love her, and 'tis by this reason that I find some con­solation in giving her to a person of whom she is beloved. 'Tis thus that Mahomet, who hath hitherto passed for a cruel Soul, and who hath sufficiently confirmed it by the pretended death of Eronima, doth revenge himself of a pityless Mi­stress, and of a Rival who hath so highly offended him.

The Bassa was so charmed at what he heard, that hardly could he give the Emperor any part of [Page 127] the praises due to his Generosi­ty; he condoled the unlucky chance of so great a man, and was convinced that he alone was the person worthy of Eronima; and having returned thanks a thousand times for his life, and his good fortune, he went to seek Morat, who was to receive the Princess from the Hands of Altagis at one of the Garden Gates.

This News was not less sur­prizing to the Gardiner, than it was to Solyman. Although the Night was far advanced, Morat ran to the place where Altagis expected him; and Soly­man ravished with joy attended the Princess at his Friends House, who advised him not to [Page 128] accompany her thither, for fear of giving the least suspicion by the number of persons.

Eronima had seen all that pas­sed with a warmness which much resembled an indifferen­cy, Solyman's infidelity had so touched her, that she found not her self sensible at any thing else: she heard he was alive, but knew nothing of his innocence: Morat having received her from the hands of Altagis, spake se­veral times to her, but she had not the force to answer him: at length they entred into the Bo­stangi Bassa's House, and by the light of several Flamboes she saw Solyman; he immediately prostrated himself at her Feet, and there lay without being able [Page 129] to express himself; his presence and his action equally astonished the Princess; she had not seen him since he attempted her life, and sighing for grief that she should still find in her self a ten­der inclination towards a person who deserved it so little: Is it, said she, the regret that you could not sacrifice me to Racima's Fury, that casts you into these transports, or is it the displeasure you had to see the Emperor's Fiction succeed? It was not long of me that you did not execute your Design, neither was it the care I took of my own safety that secured it; fortune would preserve me for a continua­tion of misfortunes which she has destined for me: Ah! Solyman, that you had not spared me, that you had taken less pity on me at the [Page 130] taking of Constantinople. Ero­nima's tears interrupted her dis­course; Solyman had leisure to answer, and the Princesses eyes were full of languish, which re­quired his justification. I should appear a thousand times more criminal than you can reproach me, Madam, said he, and for­tune was resolved to shew in my Adventure all her most fantasti­cal and surprising tricks. But my Princess in spight of all her appearances has not your heart taken my part? Have you be­lieved me capable of assassinating you? I who have always adored you, and who never sought a­ny thing but you at the peril of my life; and who respired no other pleasure than that of see­ing you perswaded of my passi­on. [Page 131] Ah, Madam! how happy had I been, if you had a little sought for me. Was I not a wit­ness to your passionate discourse with Racima, said Eronima, in the Grotto? And did you not come even to my Bed to sacrifice me to her jealousie? 'Tis true, replyed the Bassa, that I was in your Appartment, and that she con­ducted me thither; but if I might merit any thing from you it should be only by this Adven­ture that I might appear so cri­minal to you. He then recount­ed to the Princess after what manner he was engaged into this Counter-plot, which rendred him Master of all Racima's Se­crets: Morat seconded his Friend, and wholly convinced the Princess that he was inno­cent; [Page 132] she desired it too much not to be perswaded thereof; and Solyman had yet a much more puissant Mediator than the grand Gardiner, the lovely E­ronima yielded, tasted the plea­sure to see her self out of the Se­raglio, and to find Solyman con­stant, who in a few moments saw himself the happiest of all men, after so many Traver­ses.

In the mean time Altagis gave the Emperor an account how he had disposed of Eronima. This Prince who passed for the greatest of his age, now found himself in a most deplorable e­state; his subjecting the Janisa­ries in putting an end to the trou­bles of the Seraglio, had not qui­eted [Page 133] those of his heart. At some hours he was resolved to abandon the Empire, and re­nounce all the glory of his life, to spend the rest of his days with Eronima; but considering he could never make himself be­loved of her, that all the ardor of his passion, the merit of his person, and the splendor of the greatest fortune in the world were not capable of mo­ving her; he concluded that would not be the means to make him the more happy; some­times his jealousie inflamed him against Solyman, for he alone possessed Eronima's affections, he had merited death in violating the Laws of the Seraglio, but re­solving not to conquer himself by the halves, he considered, [Page 134] that in losing Solyman he should contract new Enemies against himself, he generously trium­phed over his passion, abandon­ed the interest of his heart to his Glory, and resolved not to thwart two persons whom for­tune had united, and love had favourised.

Racima on the other side en­deavoured to banish Solyman from her heart, the death of E­ronima gave her hopes of the Emperors return to her; but her Crime was none of those which are easily forgotten; the Emperor always remembred it, but he was too sensible of her power, and durst not declare his just resentments; he con­tented himself to see her seldom, [Page 135] and to draw off what ever e­steem or amity he ever had for her.

He found himself indisposed for some days, and could not go out of the Seraglio; it was ima­gined, that Eronima was the cause thereof: Solyman was ta­ken up in telling her all that he had suffered for her, she would not quit Morat's House, and the Emperor came thither to visit her as soon as his health could permit; this Honor which the Sultans give to few persons, gave the Princess new Allarms; Morat and Solyman were with her when the Sultan arrived, the Princess and the Bassa chan­ged their Countenances when he came in: Be not disturbed, [Page 136] said Mahomet to them, 'tis the design of securing your repose that brings me hither, and afterwards to bid you an eternal Adieu. As for you, Madam, he continued, addressing himself to the Prin­cess, though you could not love me, I hope you will not refuse me some esteem; perhaps I have deserved it, by the victory I have obtained over my passion, nothing can for the future justifie me of the barbarous Action which I was obliged to feign, and all those who shall read the History of my Life, will look upon me as a Monster; but I shall consolate my self in it, for as much as it hath been ser­viceable to you.

Sir, the Princess answered, I have nothing to reproach my [Page 137] self of, in respect of that esteem which you demand of me; and if I have had any Sentiments op­posite to yours, they have not detracted from those which all the earth ought to have for your merit, and now that I am over­whelmed with your Bounties, that all your Generosity is decla­red in my favour, what acknow­ledgments thereof ought I not to conserve.

If I have done any thing for you, replyed the Emperor, hitherto it can only be attributed to the inter­est of my Glory; but I must yet go farther, fortune which hath ren­dred me too happy against your Fa­mily, hath not left you in an estate worthy of your self: suffer me, fair Eronima, to repair part of [Page 138] those outrages she has committed a­gainst you, and receive some suc­cor, without repugnancy from the hand of a Prince who still loves you in spight of all things that ought to hinder it; the Present I shall make you is agreeable to your inclination, 'tis Solyman, whom perhaps I should less have favou­red at a time when reason had a less Empire over me: he is of a blood respected amongst us, there are no Kings whose alliance he may not hope for, and I had designed my Sister for him: you are perswa­ded that he loves you, and I am not less certain that he is beloved by you, accept him then, with all that I possess in Asia, the stately City of Trebizond, wherewith I have inriched our Empice, shall be your secure Sanctuary: there pass all [Page 139] your days more happy than mine, and there retain some remembrance of Mahomet.

Eronima and Solyman were so sa­tisfied, that for a long time their silence spoke for them: at length they testified their Ac­knowledgments to the Emperor, who told the grand Gardiner, that since Solyman could not have Bassima: he gave her to him as soon as the Princess could reco­ver her Indisposition. The Joy was equal amongst these three persons; and Mahomet having continued with them some few moments, after he bid them a­dieu, which cost Eronima some tears, returned to the Seraglio.

On the morrow the Emperor [Page 140] sent Solyman the Commissions for the Government of those places he had promised him, the Princess worse dependance now was only upon her self, gave her self for ever to him; they made their voyage to Trebizond, and there established themselves glo­riously: Morat espoused the Sultaness Bassima; and the Em­peror performed his promise to the Janisaries in conducting them to new Conquests.

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A Catalogue of some Books, Printed for, and sold by W. Cade­man, at the Pope's Head in the New Exchange in the Strand.

Folio.
  • AN Institution of General History, or the History of the World, by William Howel, L. L. D. in two Vol.
  • Historical Collections, or an ex­act [Page] Account of the Proceedings of the four last Parliaments of Queen Elizabeth, of famous memory.
  • Pharamond Complete, English.
  • Clelia, a Romance, English.
  • Parthanissa, English.
  • An Heroick Poem on Thomas, Earl of Ossery, with his Picture, neatly cut in Copper.
Quarto.
  • An Historical Relation of the first Discovery of the Isle of Ma­dera.
  • The Protestant Religion is a sure Foundation, &c. by the Right Honourable, Charles, Earl of Derby.
  • The Jesuites Policy to sup­press Monarchy, by a person of Honour.
  • [Page]The great efficacy and neces­sity of good Example, especial­ly in the Clergy, in a Visitation Sermon at Guilford, by Thomas Duncomb, D. D.
  • A Sermon Preached before the King, by Miles Barne, Chaplain in Ordinary to the King.
  • A Sermon Preached at the As­sizes at Lancaster, by Henry Pi­got, B. D.
  • God's Revenge against Mur­ther, demonstrated in the prose­cution of Henry Symbal and Wil­liam Jones, Executed for the murthering Sir Rich. Samford.
Octavo and Twelves.
  • Spanish History, or the diffe­rences that happened in the [Page] Court of Spain, between Don John of Austria and Cardinal Nitard, with all the Letters and politick Discourses relating to those Affairs.
  • Reflections upon Ancient and Modern Philosophy.
  • The English Princess, or the Dutchess Queen, a pleasant No­vel.
  • Court Songs and Poems, be­ing an exact Collection.
  • The Temple of Death, with other Poems, by a Person of Ho­nour.
  • Hogan Moganides, or the Dutch Hudibras.
  • Liquor Achahest, or the im­mortal dissolvent of Paracelsus and Helmont, &c.
  • Philotrification, by Dr. Sher­ley.
FINIS.

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