The private Speech OF The AƲTHOR In Society with his Friends, to entertain the Time before the Masque begun.
YOu know (Dear Friends)
That, Video, Vindico; is God's Motto upon Traitors: but it is our duty to wait Gods time; for, he that shall come, will: and he that will come, is; to the help of his Anointed.
God (hath in mercy) made his people to return, return to their duty, of Praying for the King.
[Page 2]His very Name now, is pretious; his Presence, long'd for; and a General joy, attends the hope, to see him, in his Throne.
So that now (seeing) the Royal Son, begin to rise; and my Loyal fancy, to be as lucky, as divine:
My heart reviv'd, my Muse rejoyc'd, to bring,
Her Off-spring out, to welcome in, the King.
Two Virgins (dress'd in Print) with blest accord,
To give a Salve, unto our Soveraign Lord.
The Elder, is a Sybillian; and to acheer the King) doth (by a Prophetick Pen) write a Praediction, in a Lamentation.
The Younger, is a Masquer; and she also (to acheer the King) doth (by pretty Scenes) praesagingly-praeact, his (just) Inauguration.
They are Both, the Issue, of one Parent; Legitimate, and Loyal: but—upon the very Conception of the Masquer; much troubled I was; on whom, and where, and how, to lay the Scene.
I once thought to have made England, the Nation; Westminster, the Place; and then—
My purpose was, the Powder-traitors Plot;
For to have made my Subject; and their Lot,
(To Ruine cast) have shewn. I had thought,
To've made their way, a Warning; and had brought,
Examples, pertinent; prophane, but ture;
To make their shame, as fearful, as its due.
But, this not fully reaching, to the aim,
Of what I would; I then, begun again;
Consulted God, and took my Object higher;
I made my Subject, sacred; and came nigher,
[Page 3]To shew a Traitors Doom from Scripture: then—
I pitch'd on Zedekiah.—
Knowing well,
That, Zedekiah when he did Rebell,
Against th' Covenant, made; and Oath, he took;
To be the King of Babels Vice-Roy—look.
Oh how the faithful God, did take to heart;
The wrong, thus offer'd, unto Either Part:
His (1) Name; the Heathens (2) Right, and Israels (3) Law:
Made (1) Vain; as (2) Void; and (3) Vile: by Zedekiah.
Treasons abhord: and God would make him know it;
And (maugre Egypt, and all's Force) did show it.
The Caldee Army came at length, to prove,
A Traitors tongue, calls Vengance from Above;
And God, and Man, to right such wrongs doth move.
Jerusalem,—that strong and stately City,
Is close besieg'd; without regard, or pity,
Of either Place, or Persons; want, within;
And Fear, without; makes every face look thin.
Within, they faint; without the walls, they fall;
The City's broken up; the King, and All,
Fly for their Lives:—but, whither shall they fly,
Whom God pursues, with's Anger's Hue and Cry?
King Zedekiah (now the woful scorn,
Of the Chaldean Army) is forlorn:
(Pursude, and taken) he is Vilifi'd;
To Riblah hurried: and there justly tri'd:
Tri'd by the Prince abus'd; and the same King,
Who gave him leave to Rule, as Underling;
He is his Judge; and rightfully condemns,
His Treasons, and his Traitrous stratagems.
He slayes his Sons before him; makes him see,
His Sin hath ruind his Posterity.
Then puts he out his Eyes, as having been,
The Visible Contrivers of that Scene.
At last he (bound in Chains) in Prison lies;
And (living Poor, and Blinde) there (wretched) dies.
And here, I stopt;—
Two Subjects more (more fit)
Courting my Fancy; thus my Fancy writ.
Zimri would be King of Israel:
And so would Shallum too:
Two Subjects: but, Both, Traitors:
Both, Murderers: and Murdered:
A wicked Pair well met; and truly matcht;
For Fate, and Fortune, equal: strangely hatcht.
Each, was a King:
In Name; but, not by Right:
Not by Succession; but, by Trechery:
Not by Choyce; but, Usurpation:
Not by Conquest; but, Rebellion:
They matter'd not which way;
So the End were gotten.
But,—ah how soon,
Is the Head of Ambition, turn'd round?
With what prodigious speed,
Doth the short time, of their Tryumphing fly?
A certain shame,
Waits on, their fickle glory;
And their deceitful Glass,
Of false-reflecting-Beauty
While 'tis but lookt upon, 'tis broken.
Though Presumption leads the Van;
Despair, brings up the Rear;
Of all their Squadrons.
Zimri, is scarce seated in the Throne;
But, Vengeance follows him:
His seven dayes Reign, is dearly bought;
And his End, is as dreadful, as his Treason.
He saves the Executioner, a labour;
And by a Strange Device,
To put his Ashes in a Royal Urn,
He Fires the Pallace, and Himself doth burn.
And was not Shallum haunted,
With as ill Success, in as high a Fortune?
Past Grace, past Shame.
He dares Heaven to defend the King:
While he conspires to Murder him.
Not because, Zachariah was as Bad, as Any;
But because, He was Above All:
He had the Supremacy;
And Shallum longs for't:
And now, his Pride;
Admits no Obstacle,—as legal:
The Thirst of his Ambition,
Must be quench'd with Blood;
Not Popular; but Royal;
Not of Any Prince; but his Own;
Not a in Private; but a Publique way;
Not by Others; but his Own hands:
Thus, he contrives to Kill;
And Kills, to Reign;
And Reign, he doth;—
A Rebel,—but no Soveraign.
Yet now,—(as arrogant as the Devil)
The Glory of the world's His:
He won it, by the Sword;
And by the Sword, he'le keep it.
A Traitors Plea right:
He that set him, to this School;
Taught him his Lesson well.
But,—the Feet of wool, have Hands of Iron:
God, is Slow, but Sure:
Shallum (with a vengance) findes it;
He findes it: but—
Not so much Slow—and—Sure,
As Sure—and—Sudden.
Shallum kill'd his Lord;
And the Servant, kill'd Shallum.
Zimri was destroyed by Himself:
Shallum, by Another:
Zimri, at a Weeks End:
And Shallum, at a Months.
Thus, he that Kills his Prince, to wear his Crown;
To warm his Fingers, burns a Pallace down:
Deludes, destroyes himself; and while he venters,
To round, a seeming Heaven; Hell, concenters.
Villain forbear: do'nt suck thy Princes Blood:
Forbidden meat, is no fit meat for Food.
And here (notwithstanding the time I had spent; and model, I had made; and had (as in a manner) laid the Scene, upon these Persons, and this Peece, of thus revenged Treason: yet,) my minde was farther prest, to take another, and to begin a new.
At last, the Needle left her trembling Round:
And my Magnetick Fancy, fixt I found.
[Page 7]I found my Subject: and when All is done,
My Subject's Jeroboam, Nebat's Sonne.
Jeroboam
Whose Hope, though (at the last) it was deceived; and his Policy, defeated; and his Pride, debased; and his Person, destroyed; (for,
The Lord strook him, and he died.) Yet, this Catastrophe,— Of That Ominous Politician:
Was (for many years) as really Improbable; as was, the Settlement of Abijah, seemingly Impossible.—
But stay, This ruder Peece, is dedicated to the publick view; and the contingency of censure: I will (therefore) no longer detain you, from your Places; nor anticipate your fancy.
My good wishes, wait upon your favour; and the better Omen of the Masque, upon your Persons, and your Fortunes.
So we All arose, and went into the Theater; where (we being Sate) four Trumpeters did enter; and having sounded a Victoria, a Levite presents himself, and speaks—
The Argument.
In the dayes of Rehoboam (the Son of Solomon)1 King. 11. 26. did Jeroboam (the Son of Nebat) rebel against his King.
In which Rebellion, when he had continued1 King, 12. 19. 2 Chron. 13 [...]. eighteen years: then began Abijah (the Son of Rehoboam) to reign over Juda.
[Page 8]In the third year of whose Reign, he waged war;Ver. 2. and set the Battel in Aray, against Jeroboam: who, when he had plaid Rex, so long a time, as two and1 King. 14. 20. twenty years: and had an Army, so Great, as of Eight hundred Thousand, chosen men, being mighty2 Chron. 13. 3. men of Valour: yet then, even then; was the Lord pleased, to make his Arm, bare; his Justice, known; the Truth, prevalent; and his Name, glorious.
For, this so successful Treason, this numerous Army, and unhappily-happy-Traitor; were, in their best Condition; and their greatest Confidence, totally2 Chron. 13. 13. 15. 16. 17. 19. 20. subdued, and fearfully overthrown; five hundred thousand of them slain: their General enforc't to fly; and (as a Warning to all Rebels) exemplarily struck dead by the Hand of the Lord.
In a grateful Commemoration, of which Signal Victory; and in an holy Preomination of the years succeeding, Fortunate, to the Truth and Loyalty; was, this new-mysterious Masque first made;—wherein—
Abijah, and King's Cause;
Jeroboam, and the Rebels;
(With the justice, and success, of Both) are timously made obvious; to The Comfort, and Encouragement, Of All Loyal Subjects.
I my self (saith the Royal Prophet) have seen Psal. 37. 36, 37. the Ungodly in great power, and flourishing like a green Bay Tree:
[Page 9] And I went by, and lo, he was gone; I sought him, but his Place could no where be found.
An Unwise man (saith the same Author) doth not Psal. 92. 6, 7. well consider This; and a fool doth not understand it.
When the Ungodly are green, as the Grass; and when all the workers of wickedness, do flourish; then shall they be Destroyed for ever.
For (saith Ignatius Martyr) Nemo qui se contra Epis. 3. Praestantiorem extulit; impunitus unquam abiit.
With that (he going off the Stage) a young Prince Enters; wearing a Purple Robe, and his head, Crown'd: in the one hand, holding an Olive branch; in the other, a Palm; and speaks—
The Prologue.
What means this Dress,
He walks stately; and looks upon himself.
And to what purpose, thus;
Am I Attir'd?
The manners ominous;
A true Praesage, of strange Events; to come,
On After Ages; by a Present Doome.
What means this Place,
What Persons do I see?
I see, great Persons; and their Places, be,
Upon Sesostris wheele:
My Soveraign's Crown,
In's Grand-child's time's usurpt; and Rebels own.
I see again,
By Scripture, and by Reason;
An End, both Sad, and sure; attends on Treason:
His Sin is Fatal, who his Fall laments not;
His Fall, is Final; who his Sin repents not.
And Witches never,
Become Converted, but Condemned ever.
When Loyal Subjects,
(Howsoere they Fare)
As Blessed Angels (Angels blessed) are.
Their hope—and—love espouse,
And faith doth ty,
Their true Allegiance, fast, to Soveraignty.
'Tis not the Tempest of the roughest Crosses,
Can shipwrack their Obedience, with their Losses.
It's so observ'd:
And Psyche (by the way)
Is Staid, and Pray'd, their Banner to display;
And here it's done, in a Triumphant Story;
Which flouts, and routs, all traitors shameful-glory.
This is the Subject, of the Sequel Masque;
Which Psyche now, makes Mine; and I, your Task:
I, to resume; and You, for to revolve;
And Each, by Application, to resolve;
That this Sad-Sacred-pleasing-Scene, is laid;
To make the Good, rejoyce; the Bad, afraid.
But hark—
The Musick sounds;
To my preventing:
May All, have Mirth: and Psyche—
True contenting.
Exit.
The loud Musique sounds And The First Shew's Presented Being
A Landskip in form of a Square; having in the one Angle, a Promontory; whereon the rural Nymphs were sporting, and under it, the Sea; wherein, was a gallant Navy sayling.
In another Angle, was a Garden; giving all the delight that dainty flowers; pleasant walks; and Musical water-works could yeild.
In the Third Angle, was a Castle, strongly, and bravely fortified; in the face whereof, was an Army compleatly Armed, marching in Aray.
In the fourth Angle, was a Park; well-wooded, and stor'd with Deer: Gallants a hunting, and the Hounds upon a full Cry.
In the middle of this Quadrangle, was a Grove of Cedars; out of which came a Shepherdess, in a green Gown, and a Garland on her Head; attended by a Swain, in a Shepherds Coat, and a Pipe in his Hand: Each then, saluting other; the One Playes; and Both, Dance: which done—they pull off their Disguises, and discover themselves, to be, an Angel, and Psyche: Psyche then (instructed by the Angel) making an humble Address, and due Observance to R. A. the King. Kneels down, and Speaks.
The first Speech.
Dread Sir—I crave your Pardon;
Which, if You,
I crave your Patience too,
Which, if you promise;
Then I crave your Ear;
Which, if you deign;
Then, let your Highness hear.
What was that Heathen, that he should out-brave,
Galiah.
God's Cause, and Army, and a Challenge crave?
Or, what's this Traitor, that the Gauntlet throwes,
In scorn of God, and doth the King oppose?
Jeroboam.
A Youth, but with a Stone and Sling;
David.
Answer'd, and Conquer'd, that fell Phylistine.
And so, ere long,
As mean a Meanes, may Be,
The Scenes to Act this Villaines Tragedie.
Believe it' King Abijah,
You shall find;
The fall of Jeroboam is design'd.
Not from that Giant; but, this Rebell;
I——
Foresee the Sequel, by Imparitie:
For, True that Monster was;
And his Strange Pride,
Did Vaunt but's Valour, to advance his Side.
But This,
—Was monstrous False:
And's frantick Zeal,
To turn a Kingdom, to a Common-weal;
Prayes, and Betrayes;
Swears, and Forswears; to further,
—The King in's Throne:
—The King at's Gate, to Murder.
[Page 13] Corah's was nothing, if compar'd to This;
—This perjur'd Changling's Metamorphosis:
The Way, was worse;
And may a worser Fate,
Then Corah's, or Goliah's;
Antedate—the Transformation:
Prodigious Stars, portend his Fall;
By Famine, Plague, or Wars.
May Loyalty, be blest:
Your Highness, Crownd:
And God, Convert; or else your Foes Confound.
May you obtrude Intruders, from the Keyes;
And keep them Sacred to Divine Decrees.
May Aarons Rod still flourish: and You be,
A Nursing Father, both to It, and Me.
Still may the Lord, your Majesty defend;
And Peace, or Patience, to your Subjects send.
Long may you live,—
And live so long, to Reign;
Till Treason be Reveng'd, and Traitors slain.
This, This I ask,—
Which granted, I'le give ore:
And Bless my God, and You;—
And ask no more.
The King then drew off his Glove, and (holding out his hand) Psyche rose up; and (kneeling down again) she kiss'd it.
The Queen then (observing Psyche, to have a curious Voyce) desired her to Sing: and (without denial, or reply) her good Angel standing by her, playing on a Lute, she sung—
The first Song.
1.
No more, no more, to ask,
Of God, and King,
Too sad's a Task,
In this glad Masque;
To undertake, and sing.
2.
But, since my Loyal tongue;
Hath Royal greeting;
'Twere double wrong,
A single Song,
For to deny this Meeting.
3.
Angels, and Men, shall know;
And All, hold forth;
The Zeal I ow,
And love I show,
Unto my Princes worth.
4.
And now, in grateful-wise,
I'le kneel agen;
She kneels.
To Sympathize,
The Peoples Cryes,
God save the King. Amen.
With that (an Acclamation being made) the Scene, upon a suddain, chang'd; and then (the loud Musique sounding a second time.)
The Fourth Shew.
Whereupon the Prince proceeds; and sayes,
See, see,—
A Vision doth foretell,
The Rebels woe, my Soveraigns weal.
Not he, that girds his Harnesse on;
But, puts it off; the Field hath won.
The men of Al prevail'd at first,
And forc'd Gods Forces to the worst:
While Achan plunder'd, there could be;
No hope, of any Victory:
But found, and punisht; God returns:
Defeats the Foe: the City Burns:
God's Cause, and Captain, did (at last) prevail;
And so shall ever, though a while they fail.
Ah Sir! I know, we have Offended:
And what's Amiss, must be Amended:
Some Person, or some Thing, there is;
God Plagues, with such Calamities.
Let's search, and try our wayes; and then,
God will lead In, and Out, your Men:
Your Cause, is Good; and in the End,
The Vision doth your Good portend:
Cheer up (dear Sir) and trust the King of Kings,
You shall prevail, and do the highest things.
Yea, said the other Duke, in—
The Sixt Speech.
———And so You shall,
Rise most Tryumphant, from your lowest Fall.
You shall—
For, God Rewards; and wil, ere long;
The bloody Actors, of a Princes wrong.
We finde the end, of Shimei; who Revil'd
His Soveraign Lord; And Traiterously Stil'd,
The King; a man of Belial: though the same,
He did Confess; and for his Pardon came,
With all Submission; yet—he guilty stood,
And's hoary Head, went to the Grave, in Blood.
God owns Kings so, that, who so wrongs their right,
Out-faces God, and doth his Power despite.
For solo Deo minor, is the King;
And He is Gods Immediate Underling.
There's no Coercive Power under heaven,
Against the King; but what's Directive given.
[Page 26]All Kings, are Sacred: and their Unction, is;
Oyl-Holy—Gods: and All, mysterious Ties,
From Evil, in the Heart; and Tongue; and Hand;
Against their Persons, and their just Command.
Hence (sure) it was, that Absolon, was so;
With fatal Arrows, smitten three times through:
For's Heart, and Hand, and Tongue, did all, go on;
To Act a threefold Treason; All in One.
Or else because, that Rebels are the Foes;
Which do the blessed Trinity oppose.
Or else because, they do resist the Way;
Of God's: of States: and of the Churches Sway.
A wretched End he had: twixt Heaven and Earth,
Hang'd by his Hair, as in a Snare for death:
In's height of Sin, and in his strength of Treason;
He's slain, untimely; in a timely Season.
Most Timely, as for David;
Though untimely, as for Absolon.
Then said Shemaiah,
Speaking The Seventh Speech.
We must not think, unequal are God's wayes;
Or, He denies us, when he us Delayes:
We must not think, because he doth forbear;
That he forgets, what Sins, and Sinners are.
God cannot be, but what he is: most True:
Most Mighty: Wise: and what's most Just, will do.
The Soul that Sins; shall Dye. God's only Son,
(As one that Sin'd) before the Judge must come:
Not for to Plead, yet can; nor strive, yet able;
Both to confute, and to confound, the Rabble:
But, as made Sin for Us; that Sin'd; that so—
We that so Sinn'd, may be (as Just) let go:
Him, as for Us; Us, as in Him; God tries:
He bears our blame; and for our Sins he dies.
Because Christ took our Nature; to become,
Our Pledge; our Price; and our Redemption:
God is so Just, he will not spare his Son,
But Sinful made—by Imputation:
The Soul that Sins shall dye. And will God then,
Excuse the sinfull'st of the Sons of Men?
The Father's Sin, sha'nt ly upon the Son;
And shall the Subjects, on the King; and's Throne?
Shall Rebels be unpunisht, or shall they—
That have condemn'd,—and made their King away,
By an unheard-of-murder? shall they be
Exempt from Justice, as by Law made Free?
Shall They, that have despis'd the Son of God;
And's Word, and's Will, (as under foot) have trod?
Shall They be ever Green? and shall the Bayes,
Of such Offences, flourish to their Praise?
Then, is our Faith in vain; and all our Hope,
Of Retribution, as a Sandy Rope.
We cleanse our hearts, & wash our hands, for nought,
But Inward Peace; which now as nothing's thought.
We suffer much, and All, to Little end;
If All to Loss, and to Misfortune tend.
Why then did Moses, leave the Princely Sport,
Of such a Pallace, as was Pharaohs Court?
Or, why did Joseph shun the Courting Stream,
Of Stollen waters, from his Princely Dame?
Why were the Scriptures writ? and what ado—
Is there of Judgement, and Damnation too?
[Page 28]What do we talk of God, of Heaven, or Hell,
If they be best, that in the Worst excel.
'Twere vain indeed, the General sayes,
The Eight Speech.
'Twere boot;—
To Rant, and Rore; and have a Requiem to't.
But it as True, as Old; and each one knows;
That, Traitors Tryumphs, have their overthrows.
Though Haggith's Son, with Royal wings doth fly;
And Joab, and Abiather stand by:
Though He (by Them) have All, and Each, as Vile,
Besides Himself; Himself admires awhile.
Though's Colours fly: and Drums in triumph beat:
And Sounding Trumpets serve, to serve in's meat:
Though All seem well; and nought as Ill, to see;
What ere He does, and where so ere He be:
Though Horse, and Chariots, and his fifty Boyes,
Do run before his Kingship:—All, are Toyes.
For fall He shall: and fall He did; that Day,
He made's Request, He made his Life away.
Thus,—its as true, as old; and Each one Knows;
A Traitors weal, is Usher to his Woes.
Unlawful Acts, by means unlawful done;
Are thin, and weak; and by the Spider spun.
You Sacred Sir, can tell.
I can: and Here;
By Sacred Story, it shall plain appear,
Saith the High Priest—in—
The Ninth Speech.
When Corah's craft, had blear'd the Peoples Eyes,
And made so many of the Princes Rise:
[Page 29]The chiefest men; the men of most renown:
Famous, for Birth; and for their Worth, made known:
He as the Best; and only man for Zeal;
Becomes the Speaker, for the publique Weal:
And (by a kind of hellish witchcraft led)
They all submit to this Rebellious Head:
Who, having thus, such Members to assist him;
He goes to Moses; and doth thus resist him.
You—you, Sir
Moses and your Brother too:
Corah.
Must All of Us, be trampled, on by You?
What is the Reason, of Advancing thus,
Your selves above your Brethren? God's with Us,
As well as You: and All of Us (as One)
Are Holy, in the Congregation.
Wee'l not be Fool'd into a Regal way;
And You, Command; and we (forsooth) Obey.
What have you done (quoth
Dathan) thus to be,
Dathan.
The only Two, for your Supremacy?
Is't not enough, that from a wealthy Land
(With Milk and Hony flowing) thy Command,—
Hath led Us hither, to this barren Place;
To be the Food, for Famine, and Disgrace:
Except Thou be our Prince: and make Us bow,
And yield our Necks, to thy Subjuging too?
Yes (quoth
Abiram—
Abiram.
—Where are those Fruitful fields;
That Milk and Honey, and such plenty yeilds?
What wilt thou do? Dost think, we do not see;
Thy proud Intention, what thou meanst to be?
No, no, wee'l not come up: call—call agen;
Let Them come up, that know no Stratagem.
[Page 30]We'l make you know your Princedom's not so great,
But we are able to defeat your Feat.
There's Corah come, and tell Him truly now,
(Or we will make you) why ye make Us bow.
Thus what with words, and mixing Threars withall,
Moses and Aaron on their Faces Fall:
As strangely sham'd: or zealously affear'd:
To see the Lightning, from such Thunder hear'd.
They could not speak, as yet: but ere awhile;
Moses doth tell them, in a fair-foul Stile;
What they should do; and should from thence infer;
VVhat Stars, were fixt; and what, Erratique were.
They soon should know who were the good, or bad;
That God Secluded, or Selected had,
To Minister before him: They should see
VVho Holy were, and who Unholy be.
The Rebels then, they took (as Moses said)
Censers, and Fire; and thereon Incense laid:
And then (with Moses and with Aaron) stood,
Before the Place, where God his Glory shew'd.
Before (their Prince and Priest, and now) the Lord,
They stand (presuming upon Corah's word)
And dare Appeal (as free from All Offence)
To God's strict Justice, and Omniscience.
Thus,—damned Pride, leads Traitors to the worst,
Of wilful Sins, to make them most Accurst:
From One Sin, to Another; still they go;
And fear no Evil, till they feel the Blow:
Which, shall so Sudden, and so Dismal be;
As, by the Vengeance; you, their Sin shall see.
This—God, to Moses: He, the People shews;
VVho, Corahs Tents, and Congregation views.
[Page 31]They touch not, ought, is Theirs: but agen,
Review, for Separation: Moses then,
Bespeaks them thus.
Now, shall you hereby know;
Both who I am, and whence, and what I do,
Is all from God: and what a Horrid Sin,
ReBellion is, the way that Corah's in.
If you shall see, the Earth in sunder cleave;
And all these men, and whatsoe'er they have;
Be swallowed, quick; and go alive, to Hell;
Then, by the Vengeance; you, their Sin may tell.
And as he spake, it was: a dismal Grave,
Did them, their Tents and all their Goods receave:
And (nothing left) the Earth did close agen,
To be awarning for Rebellious Men,
Who, but for speaking, though they did not Do;
The murderous Act, of bloudy Treason too:
Yet,—see how strictly, God in fury smites,
The mouthy Tauntings, of the SaCRed Rites:
The Earth, destroyes: the Fire, doth devour:
The bold Blasphemers, of the Higher Power.
With that all the Levites stood up, and having each of them an Instrument of Musique in his hand:
They make Obeysance to the King,
And then they Play, and thus they sing.
The Second Song.
Sir, wait awhile; while God your Patience tries,
By suffering Traitors, in their Villanies:
For, there are woes
For your Foes,
Prepared:
Not a Common Visitation, shall,
Bold-bloody-Rebels, at the last befall,
Then let not Those,
That Oppose,
Be fear'd.
Chorus.
Though Pharaoh Boast,
He'l Israel confound:
Yet Pharoh's crost,
And he and's Host are Drownd.
Sir be content; as Moses was, by you:
Moses foretold: and may your Highness too:
That, there are woes,
For your Foes,
Prepar'd:
As Moses did: So shall your Highness see,
In Corah's, Jeroboam's Destinie:
Then, let not Those,
That Oppose,
Be fear'd.
Chorus.
Though Pharaoh boast,
He'l Israel confound;
Yet Pharoh's crost,
And He, and's Host are Drownd.
Then, as they made a Warbling Close, both of their Song, and Musique; Behold,
The EPILOGUE.
Psyche. Angel.
Ah woe is me (unhappy One)
And is my Guide, and Guard, thus gone?
ECCHO. Gone.
But hark, ye'nt That, the Musique choyce,
Of his fair Hand, and warbling Voyce?
O [...]es.
The Eccho's His: ah could I know,
But whether I am mockt, or no?
Noe.
[Page 40]Psyche. Angel.
Oh (my dearest) were I there,
Or (my dearest) were you here.
ECCHO. U—here.
Descend I prethee, and fullfill,
Or mine, or Thine; what's your's my Will.
I—will.
Oh haste, I faint; what shall I say?
What shall I doe? Oh speak, I pray.
Pray.
The Duty's just; and I'le persever,
(If thou wilt Teach me) in It ever.
Ever.
With that, she Bowes, & Kneels; and (Kneeling) prayes:
The Angel comes, and each (Ascending) sayes:
Farewell,
Fare-well:
—Yea, Wellfare may our Farewell be,
To his most saCRed Majesty.
The (1) Oak, the (2) Olive, and the (3) Vine,
Their Boughs, as well as Roots, entwine.
The (1) stately; (2) cheerfull, (3) fruitfull Trees.
Emblematize Prosperitie:
That; (1) Power, (2) Peace, (3) & Plenty, may—
Be still our Pillars, for our Stay.
Enough,—now, our Divining Masque is done:
We must attend upon the Rising Sunne.
Leaving Good Times, to prove our Better Newes,
As True, as Told, in Speeches, Songs, and Shemes.
THE END.