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Show Tyranmck Love, Or, fi „ TVrrlrlike fH to my Mate repair, pMBer ^ Erotio. Then, Turtie-iiKe, in . Ain Lc r w f 23E5fi?j*Sar But then htt Death . g^r t. ftand betwixt, it firft ill all V ^ m Y ™ * .willbemicktogeAeronhis^rt. 111 cnargc u* ? b overcome, ,- p v A C T IV. S C E N E I. Wfoi CtfW-Placidius, Nigrinus. Nigrinus with two drawn Swords held upwards in his hands. »,-U ALL odier means have fail'd to move her heart, TUc'd- A Ou? bft Recourfe is therefore to your Art. M {Avars and Bloodthed, and of dire Events, Of f S e s . d filing Kings, their Inftruments, T could with greater Certainty foretell, Love on7y dols in doubts and darknefs dwell. vZ like a Wind, it in no quarter ftavs, But' roims and veres each hour a thou find ways. S C Love depends, and they on Wig , /n. »~ rums their Orb, while Deftm\ Lts ltni. C h S i . " a v e nothing unattended in your Power, B/.mf->mber vou oblige an Emperour. R C An ««hy Fiend by compact m e obeys, But him to light Intents I muft not raife. Some Aftral Forms I muft invoke by Pray r, Fram'd all of pureft Atoms of the Air, Not in their Natures Amply good or ill But moft fubfervient to bad Spirits Y\ ill. Nakar of thofe does lead the mighty band, For eighty Legions move at his Command: Gentle to all/but far above the reft Mild Xikor loves his foft Damilkar belt. In Aery Chariots they together ride, \nd up the D e w as through the Clouds they glide. Thefe are the Spirits which in Love have pow r. Placid. Hafte, and invoke 'em in a happy hour. Nk. And fo it proves: For, counting Sev'n from Noon, Tis Venus hour, and in the wexing Moon. With Chalk I firft defcribe a Circle here, Where thefe iEtherial Spirits muft appear. Come in, come in, for here they will be (trait: Around, around, the place I fumigate: M y Fumigation is to Venus juft: T e Souls of Rofes, and red Coral's Duft : A lump of Sperms. Ceti-^ and to thefe, The Sulks and Chips of Lignum Ale- And, laft, to make m y Fumigation good, Tismix'd with Sparrows Brains and Pigeons Blood. [_ Nigrinus tafys ttp the Swords. They come, they come, they come! I hear 'em now. Placid, k death-like D a m p fits cold upon m y Brow: And miftv Vapours fwim before m y Sight. HJii. They come not in a Shape to caufe your Fright. [ Nakar and Damilkar defeend in Ootids, and fing. Nak. Bear(, my Damilkar, ire are call'd below ! Dam. Let m go, kt us Go to relieve the Care of longing Lovers in Defpair I Nak. Tbe Royal Martyr. Nak. Mary, merry, merry, we fail from the Eatt, Halftipled at a Rain-bow Fcall. Dam. In the Bright Moon-flnnc, while Winds whiflle loud, Tivy, tivy, tivy, wc mount and wc fy, All racking along in a downy white Cloud: And kit our leap from the Sbje flmtld prove too far, We flide on the bact\ of a new falling Star. Nak. And drop from above, In a Gelly of Love ! Dam. But now the Suns down, and the Element's red, The Spirits of Fire agiinll us make head I Nak. They mnfler, they miifier, like Gnats in the Air. Alas! I mull leave thee, my Fait* And to my Light-horf-men repair. Dam. 0 ftay, for you need not to fear 'em to night 5 The Wind is for us, and blows fill in their fight: And o'r the wide Ocean we fight. Like Leaves in the Autumn our Foes will fall down , And hifs in the Water Both, And hifs in thc Water, and drown ! Nak. But their Men lie feinrely intrench'd in a Cloud: And a Trumpeter-Hornet to Battel founds loud. Dam. Now Mortals that fpie How we tilt in the Skje, M ith wonder will gaze , And fear fuch Events as will ne'er come to pafs ! Nak. Stay you to perform what the Man will have done. Dam. Then call me again when the Battel k won. Both, So ready and auic\ is a Spirit of Air To pity the Lover, andfuecour the Fair, That, filent and fwift, that little foft God Is here with a Wifh, and is gone with a Nod. [ The Clouds part, Nakar flies tip, and Amilkar down. Nig. I charge thee, Spirit, ftay, and by the pow'r [To Dami). Of Nakar's Love, and of this Holy Wand, On the North Quarter of m y Circle ftand. (Seven Foot around for m y Defence I take!) To all m y Queftions faithful Anfwers make, So may'ft thou live thy thoufand Years in Peace, And fee thy Aery Progeny encreafe: So may'ft thou ftill continue young and fair, Fed by the Blaft of pure ./Etherial Air. And, thy full term expir'd, without all pain, Diflblve into thy Aftral Source again. Dam. Name not m y hated Rival Gcmory, And I'll fpeak true, whate'er thy Queftions be. Nig. Thy Rival's hated Name I will refrain. Speak, Shall the Emperor his Love obtain? Dam. Few hours fhall pafs before your Emperour fhall be Poflefs'd of that he loves, or from that Love be free. Placid. Shall I enjoy that Beauty I adore ? Dam. She, Suppliant-like, e'r long, thy Succour fhall implore And thou with her thou lov'ft in Happinefs may'ft live. If fhe not dies before, w h o all the Joys can give. Nig. Say, what does the ^Egyptian Princefs now ? Dam. A gentle Slumber fits upon her Brow. Nig. Go, ftand before her in a Golden Dream, Set all the Pleafures of the World to fhow, And in vain loys let her loofe Spirit flow. Dam. Twice fifty Tents remove her from your fight, But I'll cut through them all with Rays of Light: And covering other Objects, to your eyes Show Where intrane'd in filent Sleep fhe lies. f DtmltaurjrVwp/, and the Bed mfes with St. C me tn tt* Dam. |