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Show 86 _T_he_ _R.i val Ladies. Amid. Madam, he begs you not to fear; he has A way, which when you think all defperate Will fet you free. Jul. If not, I will not live A moment after it. Amid. W h y / There's fome comfort. Jul. Iftronglywifh, for what I faintly hope : Like the Day-Dreams of Melancholy Men, I think, and think on things impoffible, Yet love to wander in that Golden maze. Enter Don Manuel, Hippolito, and Company. Amid. Madam, your Brother's here. Man. Where is the Bridegroom? Hip. Notyetreturn'd, Sir, from the Ship. Man. Sifter, all this good Company is met T o give you Joy. Jul. While I a m compafs'd round With Mirth, m y Soul lies hid in fhades of Grief. Whence, like the Bird of Night, with half fhut Eyes She Peeps, and fickens at the fight of day. [Afide. Enter Servant. Serv. Sir, fome Gentlemen, and Ladies are widiout, W h o to do honour to this Wedding come T o prefent a Mafque. Man. 'Tis well; defire'em They would leave out the Words, and fall to dancing; The Poerry of the Foot takes moft of late. Serv. The Poet, Sir, will take that very ill, He's at the Door, with th* Argument o'th' Mafque In Verfe. Man. Which of the Wits is it that made it? Serv. None ofthe Wits, Sir; 'tis one of the Poets. Man. What Subject has he chofe. Serv. The Rave of Proferpine. Enter Gonfalvo. Man. Welcome, welcome you have been long expected. Gonf. Iftaid tofeeth' unlading of fome Rarities Which are within: Madam, your pardon that I was folong abfent. Jul. You need not ask it for your abfence, Sir. Gonf. Still cruel, Julia :• . Jul. The danger's here, and Rodorick not here: I am not griev'd to die; but I a m griev'd T o think him falfe. [Afidt Man, Bid 'em begin. < [The Mufick Plays'. A Lupid defcends in fwift Motion, and fpeaks thefe Verfes. Cup. Thy Conquefts Proferpine, haveftretch'd too far, Arnidft Heav'n's peace thy Beauty makes a War : Far when, laft Night, I to Jove's Palace went, (The brighteft part of all the Firmament) Inftead of all thofe Gods, whofe thick refort , FilPdup the prefence ofthe Thund'rer's Court ; There Jove and Juno allforfaken fate, Penfive, like Kjngs in their declining State : Tet (wanting Pow'r) they wouldper ferve the [bow, By hearing Pray'rs from fome few Men below : portals to Jove may their Devotions pay • The G0ds themfelves to Proferpine do Pray. 1o Sicily the Rival Pow'r s refort; 'Tis Heav'n where ever Ceres keeps her Court. I hcebus and Mercury are bothatftrife, Ihe Court Heft of our Gods who want a Wife • But Venus, what e'er kindnefs fie pretends.' l et, {like all Females^ envious of their Friends ) * The Rival Ladies. »7 Has, by my Aid, contriv'da black de(ignr The GodofHelljhould Ravtfb Proferpine : Beauties, beware, Venus will never bear Another Venus jbining in her Sphere. ' - [After Cupid's Speech, Venus and Ceres defeend in the flow Machines; Ceres drawn by Dragons, Venus by Swans. [After them?hcebus and Mercury defeend in fwift Motion, Then Cupid turns to Julia and fpeaks. Cup. The Rival Deities are come to wooe A Proferpine, who mufi be found below: Would you, fair Nymph, become this happy hour, In name a Goddefs as you are in Pow'r, Then to this change the KJng of Shades will owe A faRf^^ * *~> Morm'dby Cupid,Phcebus, rT&^oK»* m the Habit of Pluto, rtes born he- C lowina black Chariot all flaming, and drawn by black Horfes; heravifhes jZia who perforated P r ^ i , . , and as he is Carrying her away, his Vizard falls off.- Hippolito firft difovers him. Hip. A Rape, A Rape; 'tis Roderick 'tis Rodorick. Rod. Then I muft have Recourfe to this: • <- Jul. O h Heavens._ a Servant ; the two that AcTed Phoebus and while Gonfalvo attacks Rodorick Gonf. Unloofe thy hold, foul Villain; Rod. N o , I'll grafp her Ev'n after Death. , , \ Jul. Spare him, or I'll die with him • W , W Ravfc,, andV,l,a,ns hve - e l ^ ^ „,„W ^ r a. In vain implore her Mercy f L J Jul. Oh, IamMurtherd! Gonf. Wretched that I am What have I done? Towhat ftrangeP^unifhniei, Will you Condemn this Guilty handf And yet M y Eyes were Guilty firft: For they could look On7 nothing elfe but you; and m y unlucky hand Too clofely followed them 1 .IOOC y Enter Manuel again. Man. ThePow'rs above are juft that thou ftill hv'ft For m e to kill. : , Rod. You'll find no eafie task on t Alone; come both together, I dene you: Curfe on this difguife, that has betray'd me •TS^A^aSS^^^ - be Difguis'd-ful. Then muft he die? .; Vet T'U not bid m y Rodorick farewel, I et 1 u not uiu } ke iongr abfent. F 0^HokW^?lCS£,odenoug ghalready, And muft not Murder^ agajn lB»SuE22£i»T Thank, Man. Though you Revemie D'rcome fo.fatally agamft fuch Odds Jf Fortune and of Love.- - . fc . |
