Poems, viz. 1. A panegyrick to the king. 2. Songs and sonnets. 3. The blind lady, a comedy. 4. The fourth book of Virgil, 5. Statius his Achilleis, with annotations. 6. A panegyrick to Generall Monck. / By the Honorable Sr Robert Howard.

ACT 1. SCEN 5.

Enter Mironault wounded,

[A noise.

Mir.

STay hasty drops, not to preserve The life that does pursue you. But the blest shrine, where Mirramente dwells, See, 'tis not my wishes stayes the purple current: Man's still most near to dye, when he would live, And live when he would dye; calamity, And, the more dangerous extream, prosperity Commits this violence upon mens wishes. Yet since the gods denied for either cause To destroy life, or to protect;

In stead of Choice, we should oppose Neglect. Hark, the noise increases still.

[Noise.

—sure they are lost— They fought it nobly, though, if my ears Deceive me not, I hear some comming.

Enter Hyp∣pasus and Pysander.

Ha Hyppasus and Pysander! Then I am happy in spight of all mis∣fortunes.

Hyp.

Dear Sir, you cut your way so nobly, We should have reach'd you sooner else.

Pys.

And so we had Sir, but two or three good∣fellows Still s••aid us upon conference—

Mir.

Well, here's no staying, we must forward; But whither, Heaven knows; 'twas an unworthy action.

Pys.

For the honorable part of the story, Wee'l, if you please, comment upon it hereafter. In the mean time, 'tis more needfull to observe What a condition we are in to help one another. Hyppasus would make dainty whistles, My bones are already rattles: The best house of receipt I know would be an Hos∣pitall. A noise again—On, good Sir.

Hyp.

The most by-ways must guide us.

Mir.

Heaven direct us—

Pys.

O what a speech could I now make Of this frail world. But however, I'le not stay now to do it.

[Exeunt.