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Show JAPBO! N A. 57s tmlStomy felf. Self-homicide, which was m Heathens Honour, m uslson- __> ./ 1}' TO I thought th'Eternal Mind had made us Mafters of thefe Mortal Frames; you told me he had given us Wills to chufe, and Reafon to direft us in our Choice, if fo, why fhou'd he tye us up from dying, when Deaths the great- 'Towerf. Can Death, which is our greateft Enemy be good? Death is the Diffusion of our Nature; and Nature therefore does abhor it moft, whofe greateft Law is to preferve our Beings. Tfab. 1 grant, it is its great and general Law: But as Kings, who are, or fhould be'above-Laws, difpenfe with 'em, when levell'd at themfelves; Even fo may Man, without Offence to Heaven, difpenfe with what concerns himfelf alone: Nor is Death, in it felf, an 111; then Holy Martyrs finn'd, w h o ran uncall d to fnatch their Martyrdom: And bleffed Virgins, whom you celebrate for voluntary Death, to free themfelves from that which I have^fuffer'd. Towerf They did it to prevent what might enfue; your Shame's already paft. Tfab. It may return, if I am yet fo mean to live a little longer. Towerf You know not, Heaven may give you Succour yet; you fee it fends me to you. Tfab. Tis too late; you fhoud have come before. Towerf Yet you may live to fee your felf reveng'd. Come, you fhall ftay for that, then I'll die with you. You have convine'd m y Reafon, nor am I afham'd to learn from you. To Heaven's Tribunal m y Appeal I make; if as a Governour he fets me here, to guard this weak-built Cittadel of Life, when 'tis nd longer to be held, I may with Honour quit the Fort. But firft I'll both revenge m y felf and you. Tfab. Alas, you cannot take Revenge; your Countrymen are few, and thofe unarm'd. Towerf Though not on all the Nation, as I wou'd; yet I at leaft can take it on the Man. Tfab. Leave me to Heaven's Revenge; for thither I will go, and plead m y felf» my own juft Caufe. There's not an injur'd Saint of all m y Sex, but kindly will conduct me to m y Judge, and help me tell m y Story. Towerf. I'll fend th'Offender firft, though to that place he never can arrive : Ten thoufand Devils damn'd for lefs Crimes than he, and Tarquin in their head, Way-lay his Soul to pull him down in Triumph, and to fhew him in P o mp among his Countrymen; for fure Hell hath its Netherlands, and its loweft Country muft be their Lot. Enter Harman Junior, and Fifcal. Harm. 'Twas hereabout Heft her ty'd. The Rage of Love renews again with-in me. Fife. She'll like th'Effects on't better now. By this time it has funk into her imagination and given her a more pleafing Idea of the Man, whooffer'd her fo lweet a Violence. Tfab. Save me, fweet Heaven, the Monfter comes again! Harm. Oh here fhe is1: M y own fair Bride, for fo you are, not Towerfon s - "nd ^me in^ur J&P* *" Y°U ^ ^ ** A *™ "A *«^ Hxpeaan. fJtn^SS^^^ WehaVCt he°dds> -d when he is kill'd, ~ ton! '^ i£ffl »4£S fo?^. -, fb wou'd lion i« only Towerf JMWOYWI. ' ~7^ Tmerf. Ye trifle, there's no Room for Treatv Iiere • - luftVe^Tin^ ^V"/1* ^n Heaven tkdow £faK Tortures ' " thC'r Carfe; a"d a" the Fiends kl™ P^tny Tfab. If Tmerfm wou'd, think'ft thou m y Soul fo poor to o w n thv Sin ,„j make thebafe Aft mine, by chafing him who did it > S w badMan, H M e with him, but never live with thee, ' 11XUU" enou& me r^er/r'prepare; I fhall fufpeclyou ftay for farther Help, and think not this ough. Fife. W e are ready for you. Harm. Stand back, 111 fight with him alone. Fife. Thank you for that; fo if he kills you, I fhall have him fingle upon '• , tT _. T [All three fight. Tfab. Heaven abaft m y Love. Harm. There, Englifijman, 'twas meant well to thy Heart. [Towerf. wounded. Fife. Oh, you can bleed, I fee, for all your Caufe. Towerf. Wounds but awaken Englifh Courages. Harm. Yet yield m e Tfabinda, and be fafe. Towerf. I'll fight m y felf all Scarlet o'er firft 5 were there no Love, or no Revenge, I cou'd nqt n o w defift in Point of Honour. Harm. Refolve m e firft, one Queftion; Did you not draw your Sword this Night before, to refcue one oppreft with Odds? ^ Towerf. Yes, in this very W o o d : I bear a Ring, the Badge of Gratitude from him I fav'd. Harm. This Ring was mine; I fhou'd be loth to kill the frank Redeemer of m y Life. Towerf. I quit that Obligation. But we lofe time. Come, Ravilher. [They fight again; Towerfon clofes with Harman, and gets him down-^ as he is going to kjll him, the Fifcal gets over him. Fife. Hold, and let hfcn rife 5 for if you kill him, at the fame inftant you die too. Towerf. Dog, do thy worft, for I would fo be kill'd 5 I'll carry his Soul Captive with m e into the other World. [ Stabs Harman. Harm. Oh Mercy, Mercy, Heaven. [Dies. Fife. Take this then in Return. [ As he's going to flab him, Yfabinda takes hold of his Hand. Tfab. Hold, hold; the W e a k may give fome help. Towerf. [ rifing. ] Now, Sir, I am for you. fife, [retiring Hold, Sir, there is no more Refiftance made ; I beg you, by the Honour of your Nation, do not purfue m y Life, I tender you m y Sword. [ Holds his Sword by the Point to him. Towerf. Bafe beyond Example of any Country, but thy own. Tfab. Kill him, fweet Love, or we fhall both repent it. Fife, [kneeling to her. ] Divineft Beauty 1 AbftracT of all that s excellent in W o man, can you be Friend to Murder? Tfab Tis none to kill a Villain, and a Dutchman. Fife'. [ kneeling to Towerf.] Noble Englifijman, give me m y Life, unwortny of vour tak ng By all that s good and holy here I fwear, before the Gover- L l Z p t ^ o n ^ e , andgto declare his Son'sdetefted Crime, fo to fecure YWV take thy Life, though I can fcarce believe thee ! If for a Cow-ard it be poffible, become an honeft Man. h Enter Harman Senior, Van Herring, Beamont, Collins, Julia, Governour's Guards. *^iv:n«;« fife, to Harm. Oh, Sir, J J - ^ t a d j ^ ^ - l . ^ ^ ^ who this day draws Breath, ftands here before ^ ^ J ^ X w l d Breath that worthy, fweet, unfortunate young Man, lies there, yet hovering betwixt his trembling Lips. Towerf O h Monfter of Ingratitude! $ ff deid Tf I am fo muchamaa'd, I fcarce believe my Senfe, Eeeea "/'' |
