Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.
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Five nevv playes, viz. The English moor, or the mock-marriage. The love-sick court, or the ambitious politique: Covent Garden weeded. The nevv academy, or the nevv exchange. The queen and concubine. / By Richard Brome.
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Brome, Richard, d. 1652?
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London, :: Printed for A. Crook at the Green Dragon in Saint Pauls Church-yard, and for H. Brome at the Gunn in Ivy-Lane,
1659.
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Scoen. II.
Enter Favello ushering Alinda like a Bride, two Virgins.
The King descends, takes her up: the Lords rise, all amazed.
King.
Let your amazement cease, and now per∣ceiveMy Lords in general, that I your KingAm Subject to this all-deserving Lady,And do require you not alone to hearWhat I can say, but without all denialThat you approve, confirm what I will say.I am by law no less then your consentDivorc'd, and free from all impedimentTo make my second choice in Marriage,And therefore crave Alinda for my wife,And that immediately we solemnizeOur Marriage, and her Coronation.I hope none rates our will or his own lifeSo meanly, as to give least contradiction.
Eul.
O let me lead your voyces. Long live
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Gonzago and Alinda, King and Queen of Sicily.
Alin.
O gross Hyocrisie!
Eul.
My Lord the Prince, pray let your voyce be next;The rest will follow. Why speak you not, my Lord?
Alin.
She would fain seem to voyce in your be∣half,But in a way that much perswades against you.Do but your Highness note it.
Kin.
You Sir, come from that Woman.
Gonz.
She was my mother when she was your wife;And that's so late, I cannot yet forget it.But I fear to offend.
Eul.
O shew it in your Duty then, young Prince:'Tis true, the Law of Nature-wills a SonTo be a partner in his Mothers woe;But Laws above that lay a strong commandOn Sons to obey the Edicts of their Fathers.A Fathers frownes are Comets threatning ruine.Let all your thoughts be free from his offence:The most Heaven seeks, is our obedience.In all obey the King; think not of me:I am no more, nay not so much to youAs is the Begger whom you may relieve,Since of all these comforts I am depos'd.
Lod.
Faith thou hadst not mine, good woman:I must not call thee Queen now.
Eul.
Or if you needs will think I am your mother,Let it be onely in the charge I give you,That since Alinda bless'd by providenceMust be invested with the Regal Crown,You shew her that obedience befits a Queen,And your dread Fathers Wife.
Alin.
I fear shee'l turn himTraytor, if he give more ear to her inchantments.
King.
Ile shew him a way to give her thanks.Gonzago?
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Gonz.
My Royal and dread Father.
King.
Put forth that woman:Do it without grudge, out of the Court,I mean to seek her way. Do you refuse?
Eul.
He does not, shall not, Royal Sir.Onely I beg that I may take my leave.The wishes a true Subject ought to sendFrom the most humble heart up to the ThroneOf sacred Majesty, I equally divideTo you my King and Queen,Professing by the Powers you present,I part as well content with my condition,Since it is your command, as ere I was to sit in that Promotion.
Alin.
Sir, I may not sit to be taunted and upbraid∣ed thus.
Eul.
Pardon me, mighty Lady, I am as farFrom daring to do so, as from a Queen.And whilst you love the King, and he is pleas'd,I shall no less obey you, then I lov'd youVVhen I sent for you to the Court, and there intothis heart received you.
Alin.
I am plainly jeer'd: hence that woman.
King.
Away with her.
Exit Eulalia with Conzago.
And let it be proclaim'd according to th' extremitie of Law our Censure be observ'd.
Lod.
Alas, how can she live one night?
King.
And now to your consent: have I it yetFor Marriage with Alinda? If you are pleas'd,Then call us King and Queen.
Omn.
Long live the King and Queen.
Lod.
I mean Eulalia
[aside]
King.
Tis well: on to the ceremonies then. Kings wereBut common men, did not their Power get fear.
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