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            <title>Cléopatre. English</title>
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                  <title>Cléopatre. English</title>
                  <author>La Calprenède, Gaultier de Coste, seigneur de, d. 1663.</author>
                  <author>Loveday, Robert, fl. 1655.</author>
                  <author>Davies, John, 1625-1693.</author>
                  <author>J. C. (John Coles), b. 1623 or 4.</author>
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HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA OR Loves Maſter-peice.</p>
            <p>BEING That ſo much admired ROMANCE. INTITULED CLEOPATRA, <hi>In Twelve Parts.</hi>
            </p>
            <p>Written Originally in the French, and now Ele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gantly rendred into Engliſh.</p>
            <p>By <hi>ROBERT LOVEDAY.</hi>
            </p>
            <q>
               <bibl>Evand.</bibl>
               <p>
                  <hi>Qui magis optaret</hi> Cleopatra <hi>Parentibus orta</hi>
                  <hi>Conſpicuis, Comiti quam placuiſſe Thori?</hi>
               </p>
            </q>
            <p>
               <hi>LONDON,</hi> Printed, by <hi>W. R.</hi> and <hi>J. R.</hi> and are to be ſold by <hi>Peter Parker,</hi> at his Sop at the <hi>Leg</hi> and <hi>Star</hi> over againſt the Royal Exchange, and <hi>Thomas Guy,</hi> at the Corner-ſhop of <hi>Little Lumbard-ſtreet</hi> and <hi>Cornhill,</hi> 1674.</p>
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         <div type="dedication">
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            <head>TO THE RIGHT HONOURABLE His ever HONOURED LADY, THE LADY CLINTON</head>
            <opener>
               <salute>MADAM,</salute>
            </opener>
            <p>AT ſuch times as your ſilent Authority gave me leave to want better employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, this trifle (that now begs to live a Shrub under the ſecure ſhade of Your Patronage) was ſinn'd into Engliſh; and though, not to confeſſe the preſump<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, be to add to it, yet its being born in your Honours ſervice, bids me hope it leſſe rudeneſs, thus to throw it ſelf at your feet, than to diſclaim the priviledg of being Yours. <hi>Madam,</hi> I am not ignorant (if You deſcend to the peruſal of this humble Toy) that You must force Your Sublime thoughts (which uſuallie flie at fair Quar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries) to a stooping: but as the Sun (who is the clearest Emblem of Your Vertues) when mounted to his Meridian, does not diſdain to look downwards; ſo if You vouchſafe to let fall the beams of a Smile upon this Piece, and bid it live, how un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kindlie others may uſe it ſhall never be placed among the fears of.</p>
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               <salute>MADAM,</salute> 
               <signed>Your Honors moſt humble and ever obedient Servant,
LOVEDAY.</signed>
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            <head>TO THE READER.</head>
            <p>REader, thou haſt here my Recreations; if they have the luck to be thine, I have my end, and we are both pleaſed: Thou wilt here find Hiſtory enameled with Fiction, and Truth dreſt like a May-Lady, who through the gay diſguiſe of her Flowry Ornaments, does often ſhew her own ſimplicity. If thou beeſt an Hiſtorian, thou wilt trace his ingenius Pen through <hi>Tacitus. Florus, Suetonius,</hi> and others that wrote <hi>Auguſtus</hi> life, and find with what skilful method he hath culled ſuch Flowers from each of their Gardens, as were fitteſt to beautifie his Garland. It was the ſame hand that wrote the much cryed up <hi>Caſſandra,</hi> and the beſt judge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments agree, now that this is perfected as happily as be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gun, it need not yield that any other precedency but of time (in all things elſe it claims advantage;) but I keep thee too long at the Door.</p>
            <closer>Farewel.
<signed>R. L.</signed>
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         <div type="encomium">
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            <head>
               <hi>To his deſerving Friend Mr.</hi> Loveday, <hi>upon his Tranſlati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of</hi> CLEOPATRA.</head>
            <lg>
               <l>SOme uſe to praiſe before they do peruſe,</l>
               <l>And make a <hi>Common Hackney</hi> of their Muſe.</l>
               <l>I love my <hi>Friend,</hi> yet do I love to look,</l>
               <l>Before I paſs my <hi>verdict</hi> on his Book.</l>
               <l>'Tis merit win's Encomiaſtick Strains,</l>
               <l>While <hi>Sycophants,</hi> who proſtitute their Brains,</l>
               <l>Profeſs a ſervile practick Art of praiſe,</l>
               <l>And Crown <hi>weak Artists</hi> with <hi>Apollo</hi>'s Bayes.</l>
               <l>I would be loth my <hi>Genius</hi> ſhould be ſuch,</l>
               <l>"This pure <hi>Elixir'd Grain</hi> will bide the touch.</l>
               <l>I dare maintain't; where Language, Method, Wit,</l>
               <l>Approve his Judgment that commendeth it.</l>
               <l>Nor is it greater glory to a <hi>State,</hi>
               </l>
               <l>To invent a piece, than aptly to Tranſlate,</l>
               <l>Wherein my <hi>Friend</hi> has ſuch exactneſs ſhown,</l>
               <l>His <hi>Native-dreſs</hi> has made the Work his own;</l>
               <l>I am no <hi>Partialist;</hi> it is a crime</l>
               <l>That ſuits with <hi>Tim-ists,</hi> it is none of mine;</l>
               <l>It was a <hi>Maxim</hi> from a <hi>Sybill</hi>'s mouth;</l>
               <l>Who thwarts it, is Apoſtata to truth.</l>
               <l>"Where <hi>Nature</hi> grounds, and <hi>Art</hi> improves encreaſe,</l>
               <l>"That only hand compleats <hi>Loves Master-Piece.</hi>
               </l>
               <l>Nomen amoris babens, &amp; amare Charactere cogens,</l>
               <l>Ingenui vatis nomen omenque tenes.</l>
               <l>Nomen amans, &amp; amantis opus ſint pignora palmis</l>
               <l>Digna peregrinis, ut rediere tuis.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Arbores multi renovant Coloni,</l>
               <l>Quo magis cultu redeant opimi;</l>
               <l>
                  <hi>Hoc agit</hi> Loveday <hi>renovans libelli</hi>
               </l>
            </lg>
            <p>
               <hi>Ora faceti—</hi>
            </p>
            <lg>
               <l>Coetus ut ſancti pariunt modestos,</l>
               <l>Et novae vestes faciunt venustos,</l>
               <l>Mille te dignum tenuere testes</l>
            </lg>
            <p>
               <hi>Meſſe laboris.—</hi>
            </p>
            <closer>
               <signed>R. Braithwait.</signed>
            </closer>
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            <head>
               <hi>Upon this choice Work,</hi> Love's Maſter-Piece <hi>expoſed to light by Mr.</hi> Loveday.</head>
            <lg>
               <l>AS <hi>Pearl</hi> 'mong Gemms, ſo 'mong the paſſions <hi>Love</hi>
               </l>
               <l>Excells, and in a higher Orb doth move.</l>
               <l>Her Siſters <hi>Faith</hi> and <hi>Hope</hi> attend us here,</l>
               <l>While through the Elements our courſe we ſteer;</l>
               <l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:62615:4"/>
But <hi>Love</hi> ſoars with the Soul beyond the Sky,</l>
               <l>As imp'd in Her to all Eternity;</l>
               <l>But what was here <hi>frail fancie</hi> that did burn</l>
               <l>Sometimes, and <hi>freez</hi> ſoon after, there ſhall turn</l>
               <l>To an Angelick Nature, ever free</l>
               <l>From all ſuch fits of Mutability.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>This Author doth this <hi>Paſſion</hi> ſo diſplay,</l>
               <l>And in ſuch high Idaeas, that he may</l>
               <l>Stand to be Chair-man, and ſo ſit above</l>
               <l>The choiceſt Maſters in the <hi>School</hi> of <hi>Love.</hi>
               </l>
            </lg>
            <closer>
               <signed>James Howel.</signed>
            </closer>
         </div>
         <div type="encomium">
            <head>
               <hi>Thoughts on this Tranſlation of</hi> Loves Maſter-Piece.</head>
            <l>GReek <hi>Heliodorus</hi> with <hi>Millifluous</hi> Stile,</l>
            <l>In th' <hi>Ethiopick</hi> ſtory did compile</l>
            <l>Ideas, which might regularly move</l>
            <l>To conjugal affections, and pure Love.</l>
            <l>
               <hi>Loveday,</hi> thy Gallik Author doth advance</l>
            <l>Such with new Art and ſplendors to his <hi>France;</hi>
            </l>
            <l>And thou (whoſe vertuous knowledge did compile</l>
            <l>Them in beſt Language of thy Native Iſle)</l>
            <l>As <hi>He</hi> to modern <hi>France, Thou</hi> to Old <hi>Greece,</hi>
            </l>
            <l>For us framed of ſtyle the <hi>Master-Piece.</hi>
            </l>
            <closer>
               <signed>John Chapperline.</signed>
            </closer>
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         <div type="encomium">
            <head>
               <hi>Upon his Teaching</hi> CLEOPATRA <hi>Engliſh.</hi>
            </head>
            <l>I've read ſome Books on this ſide, ſome beyond</l>
            <l>The Alps, where greatest rarities are found;</l>
            <l>But, to ſpeak truth, 'mongst all did never find</l>
            <l>A Verſion that ſo richly cloath'd the mind</l>
            <l>Of th' Author, nor more gallantly advance</l>
            <l>Our Engliſh Language above that of <hi>France.</hi>
            </l>
            <l>All Tongues must have their <hi>height,</hi> and fall in <hi>Rome:</hi>
            </l>
            <l>
               <hi>Tully</hi> made Latin perfect, but its Doom</l>
            <l>Soon followed his, <hi>Loveday</hi> has done the ſame</l>
            <l>For Engliſh, whoſe Beauty will renown his Name.</l>
            <l>The greateſt fear is, none can tread his Path,</l>
            <l>So that his Lines will be its Epitaph.</l>
            <closer>
               <signed>R. W.</signed>
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         <div type="encomium">
            <head>
               <hi>To my very honoured Friend, Mr.</hi> Robert Loveday, <hi>upon his matchleſs Verſion Entituled</hi> Loves Master-peice.</head>
            <l>THE rarest Plants, and Flowers ſometimes improve,</l>
            <l>Their Growth and Beauty, by a kind remove.</l>
            <l>
               <hi>Sidney's</hi> the <hi>Phoſper,</hi> thou the ſplendent Sun,</l>
            <l>Deſerves the Laurel of our Engliſh Tongue.</l>
            <l>The Garland's thine, O give me leave to ſay,</l>
            <l>I like thy Dawn, but better LOVE thy DAY.</l>
            <closer>
               <signed>
                  <hi>Ma. Brown,</hi> Doc. Med.</signed>
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            <head>
               <hi>To my worthy and moſt dear Friend, Mr.</hi> R. LOVEDAY.</head>
            <l>FRiend to Sir <hi>Philip Sidney,</hi> was of all</l>
            <l>Saints <hi>Albans</hi> boaſts, the moſt magnificall.</l>
            <l>Nor is mine leſs of thee, who alwaies wert</l>
            <l>My peerleſs Friend, and ever hadſt my heart;</l>
            <l>Others thy Verſion praiſe, but I praiſe thee,</l>
            <l>A perfect mirrour of Integrity.</l>
            <l>Can'st love thy friend, though abſent? no deſign</l>
            <l>Can raviſh friendſhip from that breſt of thine;</l>
            <l>Where all the noble vertues that are found</l>
            <l>In this whole Book, do ſignally abound.</l>
            <l>Expoſe thy Vertues then, that men may call</l>
            <l>This Book their Copy, thee th' Original.</l>
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            <head>
               <hi>To his Dear Brother Mr.</hi> Robert Loveday, <hi>upon his Tran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſlation of</hi> CLEOPATRA.</head>
            <lg>
               <l>COULD I with Penſil copy ſo,</l>
               <l>As thou with Pen haſt drawn this piece,</l>
               <l>The famed Maſters I ſhould out-do</l>
               <l>Of both the Empires, <hi>Rome</hi> and <hi>Greece:</hi>
               </l>
               <l>And what the old <hi>Samian</hi> ſaid, prove true in this,</l>
               <l>As Souls, ſo Arts, their tranſmigration is.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>This grain adds nothing to thy Store,</l>
               <l>And want of ſkill bad me not write;</l>
               <l>Yet Love ſaid, do, though it be poor,</l>
               <l>'Twill borrow luſtre form his light:</l>
               <l>A piece of Gum that from a free heart comes.</l>
               <l>May ſhew true Love, as well as Hecatombs.</l>
            </lg>
            <closer>
               <signed>A. LOVEDAY.</signed>
            </closer>
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         <div type="encomium">
            <head>
               <hi>To my much eſteemed Friend, and Dear Brother Mr.</hi> Robert Loveday, <hi>upon his happy labours of Tranſlating</hi> CLEOPATRA.</head>
            <lg>
               <l>WERE yet alive the <hi>Cleopatra</hi> fair,</l>
               <l>
                  <hi>Candace, Eliſa,</hi> or Grand <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Heir,</l>
               <l>With th' <hi>Heroes</hi> of thoſe times, they'd all allow</l>
               <l>They ne're ſuch Luſtre did receive as now:</l>
               <l>What ever other Authors written have</l>
               <l>Had buried layn in dark Oblivion's Grave,</l>
               <l>
                  <pb facs="tcp:62615:5"/>
Or been deprived of the greateſt Glory</l>
               <l>That all acknowledge due to ſuch a Story;</l>
               <l>But that thy Pen renew'd and imp't the Wings.</l>
               <l>To their Illuſtrious Fame, repeating things</l>
               <l>In quainter and conciſer Terms than they.</l>
            </lg>
            <lg>
               <l>Spurn then at Envie's Plots, contemn all them</l>
               <l>That ſtrove to rob the World of ſuch a Gem;</l>
               <l>Or pay th' Oppoſers thanks, ſince th' <hi>Others</hi> pain</l>
               <l>Serves as a foil to that Politer ſtrain.</l>
            </lg>
            <closer>
               <signed>J. Wright.</signed>
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            <head>
               <hi>To my very much Honoured Friend Mr.</hi> Robert Loveday, upon his matchleſs <hi>Verſion,</hi> Entitu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led <hi>Loves Maſter-piece.</hi>
            </head>
            <l>SIR, there is nothing that offends me ſo</l>
            <l>(Next to my <hi>ſins)</hi> as theſe Your <hi>Lines</hi> muſt go</l>
            <l>For a <hi>Tranſlation;</hi> which no leſs exceed</l>
            <l>The <hi>French,</hi> than <hi>Fertile-Nile,</hi> the <hi>Barren</hi> Tweed:</l>
            <l>Which (when the <hi>Delphick Sword</hi> of <hi>Him</hi> that <hi>Reigns</hi>
            </l>
            <l>Hath Conquer'd <hi>France,</hi> made the steep <hi>Mountains, Plains,</hi>
            </l>
            <l>And laid both <hi>Dialects</hi> in common,) ſhall</l>
            <l>Be thought no Copy, but th' <hi>Original.</hi>
            </l>
            <l>For where the <hi>Author</hi> onlie doth abound</l>
            <l>With <hi>Graceful words,</hi> here th' are with <hi>Fancy</hi> Crown'd:</l>
            <l>What he wrapt up in <hi>Clouds</hi> of groſſer <hi>Air,</hi>
            </l>
            <l>Your LOVE distills in <hi>Phraſe</hi> polite and fair.</l>
            <l>Where he <hi>Confounds</hi> us with an irkſom <hi>Night,</hi>
            </l>
            <l>Your DAY Reviveth by his Gladſom <hi>Light:</hi>
            </l>
            <l>
               <hi>Chawcer</hi> and <hi>Gowr</hi> our <hi>Language</hi> but <hi>refin'd,</hi>
            </l>
            <l>You (SIR) true <hi>Chymiſt</hi> like, have it calcin'd:</l>
            <l>Hew'd out the <hi>Barbarous knots,</hi> and made it <hi>run</hi>
            </l>
            <l>As ſmooth as doth the <hi>Chariot</hi> of the <hi>Sun;</hi>
            </l>
            <l>Whilst <hi>French</hi> is but the <hi>Foil,</hi> to let us ſee</l>
            <l>The <hi>Luſtre</hi> of our Tongues <hi>Proſperity.</hi>
            </l>
            <l>And this <hi>choice Work</hi> more fitly stiled is,</l>
            <l>(Not onlie LOVE'S, but) LOVED AYES <hi>Maſter-piece.</hi>
            </l>
            <closer>
               <signed>G. Wharton.</signed>
            </closer>
         </div>
      </front>
      <body>
         <div n="1" type="part">
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            <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA, OR Love's Maſter-Piece.</head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>The Firſt BOOK.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Prince Tyridates <hi>reſcues</hi> Queen Candace <hi>from the Jaws of</hi> Neptune, <hi>invites her to his Solitary Reſidence, and there gives the relation of his Life. His Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traction, Education, and ſtrange eſcape from the inhumane Cruelty of his Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther</hi> Phraates; <hi>the after Murther of his Father and all his Brethren. The ſecret and open practices of his Brother's malice purſue him through the Courts of</hi> Armenia, Media, <hi>and</hi> Bithynia, <hi>where he runs the hazard of his Life by the Treachery of</hi> King Pharnaces, <hi>He flies into</hi> Judea, <hi>is received and treated honourably by</hi> Herod: <hi>Relates his cruelties: Falls in love with Queen</hi> Mari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>amne, <hi>and</hi> Salome Herod's <hi>Siſter with him. He commands in the War againſt</hi> Malichus <hi>the</hi> Arabian, <hi>gives him many brave defeats, and at last, by a total overthrow drives him out of</hi> Judea; <hi>returning finds</hi> Hircanus <hi>murdered. He gains</hi> Sohemus <hi>to let him viſit her, diſcovers his affection, which ſhe ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuouſly rejects.</hi> Herod's <hi>proſperous return from his</hi> Rhodian <hi>Voyage to</hi> Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtus. <hi>He inlarges</hi> Mariamne. Salome <hi>artificially inſinuates her love to</hi> Tyridates, <hi>but is civilly refus'd, which half converts it into ſpight.</hi> Tyridates <hi>often renews his reſearch of</hi> Mariamne, <hi>and is often confuted and repulſed by her wiſdom and vertue, which refines his affection.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HE Shades of night had not yet given place to the firſt bluſhes of the day, when the ſad <hi>Tyridates</hi> waken'd by his cruel inqui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>etudes, and not able to wait the approaching light, left his ſoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tary Manſion, to breath his languiſhing body and amorous thoughts upon the Shore of <hi>Alexandria.</hi> The Eſtate of his Mind, with that of his Fortune, furniſh'd him with matter ample enough to entertain the hours, and upon this employment he ſtill beſtowed the better part of his day; his griefs were the moſt lively, and his misfortunes the moſt violent that ever Soul was capable of repreſenting: And yet, he fancy'd ſo much glory in thoſe ſufferings, that (cruelly as they us'd him) he could neither hate nor deſire the end of a miſery, to which he had conſecrated the reſt of his deplorable life. He had given ſome moments to theſe ſad conſiderations, when lifting his eyes from the Earth, where they had long been fix'd, and ſending a look toward the Sea, they were encountred with an object capable to arreſt them.</p>
               <p>It was a great Fire, which raiſing it ſelf from the waves, ſeem'd to climb Heaven, with no other deſign, than to ſeek a Refuge in its proper Centre, from the Enemies it fled; the
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flames in ſome places (mix'd with thick ſmoak) rowl'd themſelves in great flaſhes towards the Stars, and ſhot their ſparks upwards ſo fiercely, that they ſeem'd to conteſt for ſplen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dour with thoſe lights, wherewith the Firmament was then imbroider'd. <hi>Tyridates</hi> judg'd with much likelihood, that the flames could not riſe from the Ocean's boſom, unleſs ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtain'd in ſome burning veſſel, which made his generous and compaſſionate inclination deplore their miſ-hap that were involv'd in that combuſtion, and (wanting power to give other ſuccours) he ſent the aſſiſtance of ſome Vows to Heaven for their deliverance.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Ah! devouring flames! <hi>cry'd he,</hi> You yet act your part with leſs power and cruelty than mine:</q> if you be not ſuddenly quench'd the materials will ſoon fail that feed your fury: but my fire finds in my Soul an eternal puniſhment, no hope of relief from a contrary Ele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, nor end of ſuch a ſubſtance as may ever burn without conſuming. With theſe were mingled many ſighs, that roſe in throngs from his breſt; and in the mean time beholding the Fire with a ſerious eye, he ſpy'd it grow pale at the dayes arrival which ſoon after diſrob'd the Sea and Earth of all their Sables; and thus his ſight was no ſooner ſet at liberty, but ſurpriz'd again by a ſecond ſpectacle, which touch'd him more feelingly than the firſt. Heſpy'd ſome perſons that had indeed eſcap'd the Fire, and were now diſputing for life with the liquid Element, and ſtriving with all their ſtrength to gain the ſhoar, which they ſaw already near them. This little number was compos'd of two Women who ty'd them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves with faſt embraces to a Plank that ſuſtain'd them, and a Man that ſwam behind, and with all his power puſh'd it towards the Shoar, as if he had only tender'd his own life to imploy it in the preſervation of theirs: yet he was grown ſo weary, as the hope of making good his aſſiſtance began to languiſh; for, though the diſtance between the Ship and Shoar was not ſo great, but a man might ſwim it in a calm, yet the pains he had taken in thruſting forward the Ladies Plank, added to what themſelves had ſuffered by waters coldneſs, the toſſing of the billows, (a toil too rude to agree with their delicacy) had render'd them ſo feeble, as all their force was left, was not able to reach the Shoar. Oh! What Beauties were there expos'd to <hi>Thetis</hi> mercy, how proud the Waves were grown of the priviledge they had gotten to court and kiſs one of the faireſt Bodies that ever Nature fram'd! and (to render their Courtſhip leſs dangerous) they ſeem'd to lay by a part of their ordinary fury, yet retain'd enough to make their imbraces fatal, if the Gods had not ſent relief.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> well diſcerning what kind of pity the object crav'd ſtaid not to weigh his re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution, but (ſpurr'd by that generous diſpoſition, that taught him freely to expoſe his life for the ſafety of the miſerable,) (clad as he was) he threw himſelf into the Sea, being only cover'd with a thin light habit, that could not hinder his deſign, and ſwimming with a mighty force, he had ſoon reached them, juſt as they were reduc'd to the extreameſt need of ſuccour, and bidding the Man imploy what ſtrength was left him for his proper ſafety, he tender'd the ſame ſervice to the Women (which till then they had receiv'd of him) with ſuch ſucceſs, and drave their Plank ſo ſtrongly forward, as in a ſhort time they ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proach'd near enough the Shoar to find a bottom, and ſtay themſelves upon their feet; then, leiſurely removing their bodies, and propping each with an Arm, he led them gent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly to the Shoar, whither preſently after came their Man, juſt as <hi>Tyridates</hi> was preparing to repeat the danger in his behalf.</p>
               <p>The Principal of theſe Ladies reſembled <hi>Venus</hi> newly ſprung from <hi>Thetis</hi> womb, or ſomething more fair, if poſſible; and though <hi>Tyridates</hi> was prepoſſeſſed by one of the World's rareſt Beauties, yet he could not behold hers without aſtoniſhment, and ſome in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clination to Idolatry; he had doubtleſs taken her for ſome Sea<hi>-Goddeſs,</hi> if he had not ſeen the Waves uſe her too rudely to be her Subjects: and he would have believ'd her a Cele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtial <hi>Deity,</hi> if the extremity wherein he beheld her ſome moments before had not perſwaded him that he lent his ſuccours to a mortal Beauty: Indeed her <hi>Complexion</hi> had not ſo pure and delicate a white as the World could ſhew, though it much ſurpaſs'd common Beauties but in revenge of this, her eyes (to whoſe blackneſs, nothing but her Hair was compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable) ſhot ſuch penetrating rayes, all the Features of her Face form'd to ſo rare a propor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, her Neck (then half uncover'd) ſo well ſeconded the charms of her Viſage, and her ſhape (much over-topping the Common Stature of Women) accompanied with a Geſture ſo graceful and Majeſtick, every part helping to make the compoſure admirable; that no eye could view it, and not carry War to the Heart, and give the Soul a hot Alarm of extraordinary motion.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> had not then the leiſure ſingly to conſider all theſe marvels, and ſhe that poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſs'd them had no ſooner gain'd the Shoar, but ſhe let her ſelf fall upon the Sand, too much oppreſt with wearineſs to ſuſtain it, or command force enough to pay her thanks, or almoſt one ſingle regard to her Deliverer; her Woman had the ſame Title to repoſe, and was likewiſe fallen at her Ladies feet, but the Man (though he had undergone exceſſive toil)
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had too ſtout a Conſtitution to ſink under what he had ſuffer'd or loſe the memory and power to render a fit acknowledgement to his Preſerver; at whoſe Feet he threw himſelf, and imbracing his Knees with much affection, <hi>Whatever you are,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I will ſpeak the reſentments I ought to have for the life I owe you, if they were fit to be mentioned with what you have for another: But</hi> Sir, <hi>the whole World is my fellow Debtor to your Generoſity, for the ſafety of one of its moſt conſiderable Perſons.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> (helping him up, and inviting him to ſit a while, and endeavour to diſmiſs the wearineſs his Travel had contracted) told him. <hi>That he would hold that for the happieſt day the angry Gods had ever ſent him, if he had done any thing in relation to his or that Perſons pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation, upon whoſe precious life he had ſet ſo rich a value.</hi> To theſe they both added ſome other expreſſions of Civility, when the beauteous <hi>Lady</hi> (time having reſtored part of her ſpirits) roſe from the ſeat her feebleneſs had choſen, and caſting her eyes round, ſtaid them upon <hi>Tyridates,</hi> whom ſhe knew had preſerv'd her. His Face was none of thoſe that might be ſeen without ſurprizal, for the world had very few that could ſhew more ſigns of an illuſtrious birth: ſuch a pleaſing manly ſweetneſs was ſtamp'd in al his Features, that the fair unknown found enough in his noble looks to claim reſpect, and judging him worthy of her Civility, ſhe accoſted him with a geſture repleat with Grace and Majeſty.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>I owe you my life,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>but am not troubled to be redenable to a man that carries in his face ſo many marks of a Birth and vertue ſublime and illuſtrious. Tyridates</hi> who by the Beams of that admirable Beauty, and the Stranger's advantagious <hi>Character,</hi> had already under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtood what was due to her, roſe from his Seat, and returned her theſe words with much ſubmiſſion. Madam, <hi>You honour me with a high opinion borrowed from erroneous conjectures; yet 'tis true my extraction is none of the meaneſt; but, with much regret, I confeſs, I owe that to the glory of my Anceſtors, which I deſpair to make good by my proper vertue.</hi> The fair un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known had certainly endeavoured to confute <hi>Tyridates</hi> modeſty, if he had not oppos'd it by repreſenting the inconvenience ſhe ſuffer'd in her wet habits, and the hazard her health might run if ſhe continued in that Condition; to remedy which; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I am a Stranger as well as you, and the rather ſo, becauſe the miſeries of my life have enjoined me to fly all ſorts of Society; they are thoſe which will not ſuffer me to offer a retreat worthy of you, which at ſome other time, and in another Country I might poſſibly Command; I have only here a little Houſe ſome five or ſix hundred Paces hence, ſeated in the moſt Savage and Solitary place that I could chuſe, there are ſome Chambers Commodious enough, and Beds in them, where you may repoſe your ſelves till your Cloaths be dry. Your entertainment will not be ſo ſplendid as the City may afford, but you ſhall have leſs noiſe and trouble, where you ſhall ſee no Perſon that will not be diſpos'd to ſerve you.</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Your offers are full of Noble<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs,</hi> repli'd the fair Stranger, <hi>but before I accept them, if you pleaſe, I would gladly learn what</hi> City <hi>this is, and in what</hi> Country, <hi>we now are.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>You do now behold, ſaid</hi> Tyridates,</q> 
                  <hi>the Walls of proud</hi> Alexandria, <hi>the Metropolis of the great Kingdom of</hi> Aegypt <hi>made illuſtrious both by her Founder, and the ſucceſſive Reſidence of ſo many mighty Kings, but it ſeems at preſent ſhe ſadly ſuffers the change of her Condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion; for, having been the Royal Seat of the</hi> Ptolome's, Anthony's, <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra's, <hi>ſhe is now reduc'd (not without the reluctance of ſome diſdain) to be the Manſion and <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ow to the Command of a Governour.</hi> While <hi>Tyridates</hi> utter'd this, the Man, which was ſav'd from the wrack, began to renew his acquaintance with the Shoar and Walls of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and beheld them with aſtoniſhment; from thence turning his Eyes upon the Stranger's Face, he perceiv'd her change colour, and underſtanding ſome Sighs, which the words of <hi>Tyridates</hi> had forc'd from her Breaſt, but ſtriving to recover her temper ſhe intreated <hi>Tyridates</hi> to inſtruct her further. <q>It is <hi>Cornelius Gallus,</hi> ſaid he, that now commands <hi>Alexandria,</hi> together with all <hi>Aegypt,</hi> for the Emperour <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who gave him this Government after the deplorable death of the unfortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate <hi>Anthony,</hi> and the great Queen <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who, in this unhappy City, (about nine years ſince) loſt both life and Empire, but ſure you muſt know this Story, for it is not likely the Earth hath any part, which the fame of that fatal quarrel (that decided the World's command) has not viſited.</q> 
                  <q>I have heard of it, <hi>replyed the Stranger with a faint voice,</hi> but by the Diſcourſe you have made me, I ſee my ſelf reduc'd to make uſe of your bounty, and accept of the retreat which you proffer. Let us go then, <hi>ſaid ſhe, (offering him her hand)</hi> when you pleaſe, and the dangers I have newly ſcap'd among Treacherous men, cannot hurt the Confidence my opinion hath of your Vertue.</q> At theſe words ſhe began to ſet forward, and on either ſide ſtaying her Arm on him, and the Man that was preſerv'd with her, ſhe overcame that ſhort way, not with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out much trouble, caus'd by her former wearineſs, together with the coldneſs and weight of her wet Apparel.</p>
               <p>
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The Houſe whither <hi>Tyridates</hi> conducted her, and where he then made his own abode was ſeated amongſt divers points of a <hi>Rock,</hi> which over-look'd one ſide of it; on that quarter where the High-way lay, it was conceal'd from the Eye, by a Wood mingled with <hi>Rocks:</hi> but on that ſide which regarded the Sea, they might have a full free view from the Windows, as far as the ſight would reach. The fair Lady, with her Retinue, was no ſooner arriv'd there, but <hi>Tyridates</hi> (having given Command to ſome Servants, ſpeedily to make a well furniſh'd Chamber fit to receive them) led them thither, and there reſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctively took his leave, that they might freely enjoy the privacy of laying off their Robes: They went to bed, the <hi>Miſtreſs</hi> commanding her Servant to lie with her, being a priviledge ſhe had often granted her in their former Travels: <hi>Tyridates</hi> chang'd Cloaths, and ſent a Servant with a dry Sute to the Stranger, whoſe countenance gave him a good <hi>Character,</hi> and ſpake his Age about Fifty years.</p>
               <p>After they had all beſtow'd ſome hours upon repoſe, Dinner was ſerv'd up to the Ladies in their Bed, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> having din'd in another Chamber with his unknown Gueſt, deſired him to ask the Ladies at what hours he might viſit them, and not be importu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate: the <hi>fair Stranger</hi> having ſent her anſwer that ſhe was ready to receive him, he entred the Chamber, where ſhe treated him with much civility; ſhe was then ſo well recovered, that all the Beauty which pain and fear had put to flight was come back again to its uſual luſtre: which <hi>Tyridates</hi> took ſome time to admire; for, though his heart was captive to another, yet it could not hinder him from giving her the <hi>Palm,</hi> from all that ever his Eye acknowledged fair: The Lady had no leſs ſatisfaction from his brave looks; and this mutual eſteem gave to each an almoſt equal deſire of a further diſcovery: The Reſpect which the Lady's Face had imprinted in <hi>Tyridates,</hi> would not ſuffer him to own his Curioſity; but ſhe was ſo hardy to profeſs hers, and after ſhe had invited him to a Seat near her bed, and beheld him with a more pleaſing Aſpect than ſhe had yet expreſt; <hi>I ſhould be very ungrateful, ſaid ſhe, if I had any deſign to hide my condition from a Perſon to whom I am indebted for my life; and though there be many Reaſons weighty enough to diſſwade the diſcovery of my Name, Birth, and Fortunes, in a Country that has deſerv'd to be ſuſpected; yet I ſhould eaſily conſent to truſt the ſecret of my life to the Remembrance of what I owe you, and the opinion I have of your Vertue, if my de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire to know you better did not want ſome ſatisfaction: Pardon this Curioſity to my Sex and apprehenſion, and think it not ſtrange that I am willing to underſtand his Name and Condition, whoſe Face and Behaviour have already ſpoke ſo much to his advantage: If you do not find cauſe to ſuſpect me, deny not my deſire, and in exchange I ſhall give you the Relation of divers paſſages, which, with the confidence I repoſe in you, may be judged important.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> took ſome moments to reply to theſe words; but a while after (lifting his eyes from the Earth, and fixing them upon the Face of his fair Gueſt) <hi>You deſire that of me, ſaid he, which can never be paid for with a leſs price than what you offer, and I ſhould be very hardly drawn to reveal the the ſecret of my life to any that could challenge leſs reſpect and obedience than your ſelf; it were frivolous to conceal, that to the confeſſion of my Name is faſten'd the manifeſt danger of my life; for, that is faln to ſo low a value in my conſideration, that it cannot oblige me to hide it from you; but if I give this relation faithfully, I muſt diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cloſe things which were never yet declared to any, and which I was reſolved to continue ſecret, ſo long as my breſt could hold them; yet I ſhall forget all theſe conſiderations, and (arm'd with the hope of your promis'd exchange) trie to ſubdue all the difficulties that with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand my obedience.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Inſtead of rebating, theſe words enflamed the Lady's deſire, yet ſhe reſerved ſo much diſcretion to tell him, that ſhe ſhould be ſorry to importune the recital of ſo weighty a ſecret: But <hi>Tyridates</hi> reply'd, he had already clear'd all the obſtacles that reſiſted his inclination to obey her, and (having kept ſilence ſome moments to prepare attention) he began his Story in this manner.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of</hi> TYRIDATES.</head>
                  <p>THE Diſcourſe I am now begin, is nought elſe but a Web of Miſeries, interwoven with a few memorable Events; it would afflict your Patience if I did not reſolve to abridge it, and (ſlightly touching the reſt) only enlarge my ſelf upon thoſe Adventures that are moſt important.</p>
                  <p>My name is <hi>Tyridates,</hi> I am of the illuſtrious bloud of the <hi>Arſacides,</hi> Son of <hi>Orodes</hi> King of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> (under whom the Roman Power receiv'd ſo great a ſhock by the loſe of <hi>Craſſus</hi> and his Army) and Brother to the cruel <hi>Phraates,</hi> who now poſſeſſeth that great
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Empire, which our Anceſtors have commanded, ſince the grand <hi>Arſaces</hi> founded that proud Monarchy of whom we are deſcended from <hi>Father</hi> to <hi>Son</hi> in a direct maſculine line.</p>
                  <p>At the knowledge of <hi>Tyridates</hi> his quality, his fair Gueſt regarded him with a grace<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful eie, and (interrupting the beginning of his Diſcourſe) <q>I took my conjecture,</q> 
                     <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> from many ſigns I obſerv'd, that your birth was not common, and am well pleas'd <hi>to find my opinion not erroneous; and leſt you ſhould believe her a mean Perſon that hath engaged ſo great a Prince to this long Narration, I ſhall let you know (before I give a more ample Relation of my life) that I was born a Princeſs, and am lawful Queen to one of the moſt puiſſant and Rich Empires of the world.</hi> At theſe words <hi>Tyridates</hi> roſe from his Chair, and making an obeiſance as low as the verge of her Robe, demanded pardon for the faults his Ignorance had committed; the fair Queen, made him the ſame excuſes, and when they had allow'd ſome time for this Diſcourſe, <hi>Tyridates</hi> being return'd (by the Queens intreaty) to his Seat, thus purſu'd his Story.</p>
                  <p>I was born under an unfortunate <hi>Planet,</hi> and thoſe which conſulted the Stars at my Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tivity, did all find me menaced by moſt malicious influences, eſpecially the Mathematician <hi>Thraſillus,</hi> who (before his Youth had done blooming) had acquir'd a great reputation in that Science, and does at this day paſs, for one of the Worlds living Wonders; he ſaw me in <hi>Armenia,</hi> which I viſited in one of my unfortunate Voyages; after he had peruſed ſome lines in my Hand and Face, and been inform'd of the day and hour of my Birth, he fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>told my Miſeries ſhould not end but with my Life, that neither ſhould long continue, that I was threatned with a Death, which ſhould be neither Violent nor Natural, but partici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pating ſomething of both. In my firſt Childhood I was nouriſhed in the King my Fathers Court, with a great number of Brothers, of which I was the youngeſt, <hi>Pacorus</hi> and <hi>Phraates</hi> being 16 or 18 years elder than I. I was not 8 years old when my Brothers the Princes <hi>Pacorus</hi> and <hi>Labienus</hi> broke into the <hi>Territories</hi> of <hi>Aſia</hi> that obeyed the Roman People, de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feated <hi>Saxa,</hi> and (ſwel'd with their lucky ſucceſs) ravaged <hi>Cilicia</hi> with a part of <hi>Syria;</hi> it may be you have heard of the progreſs they have made in ſo ſhort a time: But the end was much different, for the following year they were defeated and unluckily ſlain by the Roman Army, commanded by <hi>Ventidius,</hi> Lievtenant to <hi>Antonius.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>After the death of <hi>Pacorus,</hi> the Prince <hi>Phraates</hi> my Brother, not much ſhort of his Age, being already married, ſucceeded to the Helm of the <hi>Parthian</hi> affairs; for the King our Father, beginning to ſtoop under his years, deſired the Comforts of a Calm Age, and to be releas'd of the Troubles which his Youth had ſuſtain'd. At my tenth year, the King ſent me to a little City upon our <hi>Frontier,</hi> where uſually the <hi>Parthian Royal Infants</hi> were edu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cated, and there the Prince <hi>Pacorus</hi> had learn'd part of his Exerciſes: I took ſome pains at mine, with a ſucceſs fruitful enough to content my Tutors; and after I had there imploy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed about four years time, and began to think of being called home to my Fathers Court I underſtood it had been lately dyed with bloud, and that <hi>bloud Royal,</hi> newly drawn from my poor murthered Brothers: this Act hath been too well known to all the world for the ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour of <hi>Arſacides,</hi> whoſe name to all ages will ſtand blotted with eternal Obloquy; the cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>el and ambitious <hi>Phraates</hi> (unworthy of the Race and Memory of <hi>Arſaces)</hi> deſirous to make ſure of that <hi>Authority,</hi> which he feared his Brothers might one day find means to diſturb, cauſed them to be barbarouſly ſlain; and the aged King our Father, for making his grief appear in his juſt complaints, and declaiming againſt his deteſtable Inhumanity, in ſome terms that diſpleas'd, provoked him to compleat the Horror of this Age, and the Infamy of Royal Dignity, by the addition of <hi>Parricide,</hi> thus puniſhing no other Crime in his murder'd Father, than the giving life to that Cut-throat of him and all his Off<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpring.</p>
                  <p>I had ſhar'd the ſame Fate with my Brethren, if he that was diſpatch'd with the bloudy Commiſſion to the City where I was, had not been touched with the ſenſe of <hi>vertue,</hi> and a reſpect due to the <hi>Extraction</hi> of <hi>Kings.</hi> In ſtead of executing <hi>Phraates command,</hi> he ſav'd me from his <hi>Cruelty;</hi> and having inform'd me in few words of my <hi>Brother's</hi> deplorable <hi>Murther,</hi> (for that of the <hi>King</hi> my <hi>Father</hi> was not yet perpetrated) with the charge he had given him; <hi>But Arſanes, ſaid he, will ſooner chooſe a thouſand ways to periſh, than conſent to dip his hands in his Maſters Bloud; let us ſave our ſelves,</hi> Young Prince, <hi>and evade the dire deſign of that ſavage</hi> Monſter <hi>that would deſtroy us.</hi> I intirely reſigned my ſelf up to his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct, and (being followed by my <hi>Governour,</hi> with five or ſix Servants that were willing to run my <hi>Fortune)</hi> I got to Horſe; and, though I had ſcarce attained to 14 years, I expoſed my ſelf to the hardſhip of a painful <hi>Journey,</hi> uncertain to ſave a life, which I never yet could own with <hi>comfort.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Thus I firſt grew miſerable, and began at an early age to inure my ſelf to <hi>Baniſhment,</hi>
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and thus I have learn'd to hope no better than to finiſh my <hi>diſgrace</hi> and my <hi>dayes</hi> together.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Arſanes</hi> firſt conducted me to the Court of <hi>Armenia,</hi> where the King (keeping no ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry friendly <hi>correſpondence</hi> with <hi>Phraates,</hi> and not willing in his behalf, to violate the right of <hi>Nations)</hi> received me into his protection. In that Court I enjoyed ſome <hi>Tranquility.</hi> Beſides what the King allowed me, <hi>Arſanes</hi> had brought a quantity of <hi>Jewels,</hi> valued at a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout a thouſand <hi>Talents,</hi> which the <hi>King</hi> my <hi>Father</hi> (to whom he disclos'd the <hi>deſign</hi> he had to ſave me had given him at his departure: but <hi>Fortune</hi> ſoon ſhew'd how much my re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe diſpleaſed her, by the <hi>Calamities</hi> that befell the good <hi>King</hi> that had given me ſhelter, who moſt unfortunately fell with all his <hi>Family</hi> into the hands of <hi>Antony,</hi> her <hi>Enemy,</hi> and was led bound to Queen <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who ſome time after with moſt barbarous <hi>Inhumanity</hi> caus'd his head to be ſtruck off. This <hi>Diſaſter,</hi> which doubtleſs you have heard, (being important enough to ſpread over the whole Earth) ſent me to ſeek another <hi>Sanctuary;</hi> which <hi>Arſanes</hi> would needs have to be the <hi>Court</hi> of <hi>Media,</hi> betwixt whoſe King, and the King <hi>Orodes</hi> there was ſome alliance; there I found the retreat I deſired, and ſtaid two or three years. In that time there happened the ruine of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the eſtabliſhment of <hi>Auguſtus Caeſar</hi> in the <hi>Roman Empire,</hi> and many other Revolutions, in which the whole World was concerned.</p>
                  <p>The cruel <hi>Phraates</hi> often ſent to demand me of the <hi>Median King,</hi> but could never diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe him to put me into his hands; yet after he had made many Incurſions upon his <hi>Ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritories,</hi> he at laſt obtain'd his promiſe to protect me no longer. At <hi>Praaſpa,</hi> the Capital City of <hi>Media,</hi> I receiv'd his Orders to retire, colour'd with divers excuſive reaſons, which laid the blame upon <hi>Neceſſity.</hi> From whence I went into <hi>Bithynia,</hi> where I was received by the old King <hi>Pharnaces,</hi> who for two years time treated me with Humanity enough: but at laſt the baſeneſs of his nature ſhew'd it ſelf: And indeed, what faith could I hope for from a diſloyal wretch, that, in favour of the <hi>Romans,</hi> had betray'd his own <hi>Father,</hi> the great <hi>Mithridates,</hi> and inhumanely conſtrain'd him rather to give himſelf <hi>Death</hi> by his own hands, than fall into his. This perfidious man, ſuffering himſelf to be gained by <hi>Phraates</hi> promiſes, who ſpightfully purſu'd my unhappy wandring <hi>life</hi> with an inflexible <hi>cruelty)</hi> at laſt promis'd either to poyſon me, or deliver me up. Theſe practices were not carried ſo ſecretly, but <hi>Arſanes</hi> begun to ſcent them; and deteſting ſuch barbarous <hi>infide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity,</hi> after he had given me notice, we made uſe of the night to ſave our ſelves, and got out of the Confines of his Kingdom, with our beſt diligence.</p>
                  <p>After this we long wandred from place to place, till at laſt we arrived in <hi>Judaea,</hi> which then groan'd under the Scepter of <hi>Herod,</hi> who was formerly ſupported by <hi>Antony,</hi> and is now favoured by <hi>Auguſtus.</hi> And thus I have paſſed my diſaſtrous <hi>Youth,</hi> wandring from <hi>Province</hi> to <hi>Province,</hi> and begging ſhelter from <hi>Court</hi> to <hi>Court,</hi> for this wretched <hi>life,</hi> which was never worth the pains I took to preſerve it.</p>
                  <p>I have hitherto Epitomiz'd the recital of my Voyages, which had I drawn at large, muſt needs have tir'd your Attention; but now my diſcourſe muſt take a larger ſcope to relate the Accidents befel me in <hi>Judaea,</hi> ſince they are the Authors which compos'd my preſent condition. I had plenty of reaſons to ſeek a Sanctury with <hi>Herod;</hi> for, he was the grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſt Enemy <hi>Phraates</hi> had, and had indeed receiv'd ſuch ſenſible Affronts from that Parri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cide, which were all freſh in his memory, that he ſought all wayes to breath his Revenge. A little before my arrival at his Court, <hi>Phraates</hi> had not only ſupported his Enemie <hi>Anti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gonus</hi> and lent him force to make War upon him, but had invaded his Dominions, ſpoil'd his Provinces that were contiguous to <hi>Parthia,</hi> and took <hi>Hircanus</hi> and <hi>Phaſolus</hi> Priſoners, the later of which (rather than remain in that Tyrants power, choſe to beat out his own brains againſt a Rock. Beſides theſe he had done him other injuries, which though <hi>He<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rod</hi> (being then perplext with other affairs) had little power to repay, yet he laid them up in his memory with a reſontment ſo violent, as he would willingly have given a large part of his Dominion for an occaſion to requite his miſchiefs. Of this he gave a clear proof in the reception he made me, which was imputed by one that underſtood his humors, rather to the Reaſons I have given, than any natural inclination to goodneſs.</p>
                  <p>Indeed, he did heap extraordinary favours upon me, allow'd me large penſions for ſubſiſtance; and not only promis'd me protection from my Brother, but Forces to make War upon him, and take vengeance for his cruel perſecutions. I received thoſe offers with a becoming acknowledgment: the whole Court (by his command) treating me with much Reſpect: and thus I began to live with tranquility enough; I ſay I began: But alas! the Repoſe was not long-liv'd; for if my body enjoy'd a peaceable Retreat, my Soul was en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>countred with a cruel War, or rather fell into the hardeſt Captivity that ever Soul reſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted. Ah! how much better had it been, that I had abandon'd my ſelf a willing prey to <hi>Phraates</hi> greedy Cruelty, than expos'd my ſelf to ſuch rending torments as have ſince coſt
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it ſo many Groans! How juſtly might I ſay, to avoid the leaſt of evils, at leaſt the ſhorteſt liv'd, I have thrown my ſelf headlong upon the greateſt of all Calamities; and I would ſay the bittereſt, if the glory to ſuffer ſo did not poiſe the miſery. In fine, <hi>Tyridates</hi> was doom'd to die by a brighter Weapon than any <hi>Phraates</hi> had, and receiving the Wound that conducts him to his Tomb, he took it with a reſpect ſo profound, as judged it a Sin to murmur.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> had eſpouſed the Princeſs <hi>Mariamne,</hi> ſprung from the glorious bloud of the <hi>Aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moneans</hi> and <hi>Macchabees,</hi> Grandchild to the two Kings, <hi>Hircanus</hi> and <hi>Ariſtobulus;</hi> indeed a <hi>Cien</hi> truly worthy of ſo illuſtrious a Stock, from which <hi>Herod</hi> following <hi>Antipater</hi>'s ſteps, by the help of the <hi>Romans,</hi> had uſurped the <hi>Judaean</hi> Crown: 'Tis poſſible you have heard what waies he took to arrive at that height, how his father <hi>Antipater</hi> (after he had divi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded the two Brothers, <hi>Hircanus</hi> and <hi>Ariſtobulus)</hi> at laſt made uſe of the <hi>Roman</hi> power to ruine both; and whilſt <hi>Ariſtobulus</hi> ſighed in his Chains at <hi>Rome,</hi> after he had ſerved for an Ornament to <hi>Pompey</hi>'s Triumph, he took advantage of <hi>Hircanus</hi> weakneſs to invade the Soveraign Authority, and make way for his Son <hi>Herod,</hi> after the deſtruction of all the law<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful Heirs, to mount the <hi>Throne.</hi> He had then newly made an end of the miſerable Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liques of the Family, <hi>Alexander</hi> the eldeſt Son of <hi>Ariſtobulus,</hi> being eſcaped out of Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon at <hi>Rome,</hi> and having got ſome Forces together, was unluckily ſurpriz'd and ſlain by his Enemies, and the unfortunate <hi>Antigonus,</hi> his Brother (the ſame that fled for refuge to <hi>Phraates,</hi> and the laſt King of the <hi>Aſmonean</hi> race) being faln into their hands, had his head cut off by the barbarous command of <hi>Antony,</hi> who (being <hi>Herods</hi> Friend) believed he could not otherwiſe aſſure him the Crown.</p>
                  <p>Though <hi>Mariamne</hi> had a juſt reſentment againſt this Cut-throat of her Family, yet ſhe was forced to marry him in obedience to the Princeſs <hi>Alexandra</hi> her Mother, and old <hi>Hir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>canus</hi> her Grandfather, who being eſcap'd out of <hi>Parthia</hi> where he was Priſoner with <hi>Pha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelus,</hi> liv'd at <hi>Jeruſalem</hi> in the condition of a private man, and in that womaniſh ſoftneſs, that made him tamely ſit down with the loſs of a Crown both from him and his: and thus the old mans weakneſs, and the womans ambition ſacrific'd her to their intereſts: But they could never bow her ſoul to love that Husband, whoſe diſproportion of manners, and inequality of birth, with the bloudy outrages he had committed in butchering her Kin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred, and the uſurpation of a Crown, which in right belong'd to young <hi>Ariſtobulus</hi> her Brother, induc'd her to regard with a verſion and diſdain: Yet ſhe had liv'd in a moſt admirable moderation with him, and with an exceſs of vertue done violence upon her in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations, by enduring him, whom Heaven and her Parents had given her for a Husband, till by one horrid act of cruelty, ſhe defac'd all that a forc'd obedience had Character'd; it was the death of the Prince <hi>Ariſtobulus,</hi> Brother to this fair Queen, whoſe vertue and excellent qualities contriv'd his deſtruction; for <hi>Herod</hi> (the ſubtileſt of men) growing Jealous of the peoples inclination to this amiable Youth, that was now 18 years of age, caus'd him to be cruelly ſtrangled in a Bath. There was never beheld a more goodly and accompliſh'd thing than this young Prince. No wonder then if his Siſter expreſt her re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments in a ſharper tone for ſo dear a loſs, yet <hi>Herod</hi> clear'd himſelf of it before <hi>Antony,</hi> but in ſuch a manner, as all the World ſtill thought him guilty, and <hi>Alexandra</hi> and her Daughter beheld him as the poor Princes Hangman.</p>
                  <p>The Court and Family of <hi>Herod</hi> were in this condition when I came thither, and I ſoon knew all the reaſons why the fair Queen deteſted her ſavage Husband; it was then my eyes loſt me all my repoſe, by lifting themſelves to that divine Princeſs.</p>
                  <p>The beauty of <hi>Mariamne</hi> was not (like common ones) to be ſeen without a dangerous wonder; the eye of Man never ſaw any thing more perfect, and till this day I believ'd none but young <hi>Cleopatra</hi> capable of compariſon; he that was ſent by <hi>Antony</hi> to make diſcovery of the Worlds choiceſt <hi>Beauties,</hi> publiſh'd her a piece that ſurpaſs'd humanity, and (to ſpeak my opinion freely) <hi>Madam,</hi> your ſelf excepted and that young Princeſs (Daughter to the great and unfortunate <hi>Cleopatra)</hi> I think the World cannot ſhew another that may equal her.</p>
                  <p>Theſe words charg'd the Queens modeſty with a bluſh, and (interrupting <hi>Tyridates) I have not vanity enough,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>to believe that what you call my beauty can challenge an equality with the Queen</hi> Mariamne<hi>'s; I am better aequainted with her face than you imagine, for we have often view'd at our Court the</hi> Pourtrait <hi>both of her and her Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, the Prince</hi> Ariſtobulus, <hi>and indeed acknowledged them for the exacteſt</hi> Pieces <hi>that ever the hand of Nature drew. It is true,</hi> reply'd Tyridates, <hi>the Princeſs</hi> Alexandra, <hi>raviſh'd as well as others with the beauties of her children, had caus'd their Pictures to be drawn, and ſent to divers parts of the World: but,</hi> Madam, <hi>had it been in the pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er of Art to repreſent her ſoul as well as her body, your eyes had yet been entertain'd with better wonders: all that report ever ſpake of the moſt ſublime and refined ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue,</hi>
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                     <hi>will but ſerve to expreſs but an imperfect Ray of</hi> Mariamne<hi>'s worth, and in thoſe great and frequent occaſions that call'd her to the tryal, ſhe gave proofs of it, that could not be ſeen and not admir'd, Her Conſtancy ſhin'd in her afflictions, her patience in the perſecution which ſhe ſuffer'd without the leaſt repining, and that prodigious force of ſpirit taught her to endure a Husband, whom ſhe had ſo much reaſon to hate, and one ſo contrary to all her inclinations, fix'd her like an unſhaken Rock, beat off all the batteries of her Malignant fortune, and took all thoſe outrages (in which another ſpirit would have found out reaſon for revenge) with a tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per, that never ſo much as bow'd it ſelf to the leaſt thought that might unbeſeem the Grandeur of her Courage.</hi>
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                  <p>And ſince <hi>Mariamne</hi> was thus, was it poſſible for <hi>Tyridates</hi> not to love her, having a heart ſuſceptible of <hi>Love's Impreſſion,</hi> and a ſoul capable to comprehend the Divine Qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lities of <hi>Mariamne?</hi> was it poſſible to defend it ſelf by the conſideration of Vertue from ſuch a puiſſance, when vertue her ſelf came and help'd to give the paſſion Birth? Nor did it ever inſpire me with a thought that might juſtly offend her; I lov'd <hi>Mariamne</hi> with no intent to improve my hopes by the abuſe of her <hi>vertue,</hi> but becauſe <hi>Love</hi> had no ſtronger Arms than what that lent him, to make himſelf Maſter of my Soul; and I lov'd <hi>Mariamne,</hi> becauſe it was impoſſible to ſee, to know, and not to love her: Yet I endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour'd to put my heart in a poſture of Reſiſtance, and to the birth of my affection often oppos'd all the difficulties I could encounter in my intentions, the danger I threw my ſelf into, and the <hi>remembrance</hi> of that which I ow'd to my Protector: but all theſe conſidera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions were too feeble to defend me; one Look, one Word from <hi>Mariamne,</hi> would in a mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment deſtroy all the <hi>Fortifications</hi> againſt her, that had been three months a rearing: Then I began to arm the <hi>Glory</hi> againſt the <hi>difficulties</hi> I had to vanquiſh, the peril I ſlighted by undervaluing my Life, and excus'd my ſelf to <hi>Herod</hi> with the violence <hi>Mariamne</hi> did me, my affection not being an effect of my Will; and further, Madam, I confeſs I ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fered a hope to flatter me of being let into the <hi>Queens</hi> Boſom, by that juſt averſion which the <hi>King</hi> had given her; for, as I underſtood it, the love of a <hi>Wife</hi> to her <hi>Husband,</hi> foun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded either upon <hi>Inclination, merit,</hi> or <hi>obligation,</hi> is the beſt weapon ſhe can take up to op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe the <hi>purſuits</hi> of a <hi>Lover;</hi> and the <hi>Queen</hi> having ſuch ſtrong <hi>reaſons</hi> to diſpence with all thoſe ties, had now no other <hi>defence</hi> than for her ſelf, ſingly conſidered, no fear of remorſe left for a Husband, who had but too much merited all the revenge ſhe was capa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble of taking: and from that time I began to call in theſe <hi>apprehenſions,</hi> my Paſſion grew able to corrupt the moſt vertuous inclination, to render me ingrateful to my Benefactor, and to induce me now no more to regard him as my Protector from <hi>Phraates,</hi> but as he that murder'd the <hi>Brother,</hi> the <hi>Father,</hi> and <hi>Grandfather</hi> of <hi>Mariamne:</hi> Then Jealouſie be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to joyn with my <hi>affection,</hi> and I could not reflect upon the <hi>advantages</hi> he poſſeſſed, without deeply ſighing, and a thouſand times crying out, that the <hi>Favours</hi> of that fair <hi>Queen</hi> were more lawfully due to him, who was willing to buy them with his beſt <hi>ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices</hi> and deareſt <hi>bloud,</hi> than to the man who had paid nothing for them but <hi>Indignities</hi> and <hi>injuries;</hi> When <hi>Love</hi> firſt entred my heart it us'd me gently, hiding thoſe cruel <hi>Idea</hi>'s of torment he hath ſince inflicted: but now it hath taken an entire poſſeſſion, and doth exerciſe an authority, which leaves no liberty to act by any other motion than his own; all my thoughts, all my diſcourſe, all my actions had no other ſubject but <hi>Mariamne,</hi> nay my very ſleep (whoſe proper office it is by benumming the Senſes to charm all our Cares) would not quiet mine, ſtill repreſenting to the eies of my Soul, when the other were clos'd, the Divine Perfections of <hi>Mariamne.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This continual fixing my Spirits rob'd me of all repoſe, and produced effects that were ſoon obſerv'd both in my face and behaviour; and, though the care I took to hide it, kept the true cauſe undiſcover'd, yet it could not hinder the whole Court from taking notice of my deep melancholly, accompany'd with an unnatural Paleneſs, a change of my Humour, and an alteration of my Health.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Arſanes</hi> and my <hi>Governour,</hi> (from whom I never before kept any thing conceal'd) in this were Strangers to my thoughts; and I preſerv'd the diſguiſe with my beſt Care, rather out of reſpect to my Paſſion and the cauſe of it, than any doubt of their Affection or Fidelity.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time my acceſs was ſo eaſie, that I daily ſaw the <hi>Queen:</hi> For the hopes which <hi>Herod</hi> cheriſhed (by my means to revenge himſelf of the King of <hi>Parthia)</hi> had made him ſweeten his ſavage humour on purpoſe to indear me with a kind entertainment. A thouſand times was my tongue ready before that adorable Princeſs, not openly to declare my Paſſion, for I had not the daring to take ſuch a liberty before a Vertue that made me tremble; but at leaſt to let her know that no man had a more paſſionate Intereſt in her fortune, or could pay down his <hi>life</hi> with greater <hi>joy</hi> than my ſelf, to purchaſe <hi>Solace</hi> for her affections: But ſtill fear arreſted my intentions, and I have ſhak'd at the thought of my deſign
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like a timerous <hi>Souldier</hi> at the ſight of an Enemy, or his approaches to an Aſſault; yet I expreſt part of that in looks, which my tongue would fain have ſaid at large, and then if ſhe chanced to caſt her eyes upon mine, and take them in the fact, they loſt all their aſſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance, and were either too feeble to receive the beams ſhe ſhot, without aſtoniſhment, or (confounded with the ſurpriſal) threw themſelves at the feet of this <hi>Divine Princeſs,</hi> and ſeemed by that ſubmiſs action to ask pardon for the fault.</p>
                  <p>The Queen had ſoon diſcovered the truth, if ſhe had not been prevented by ſo many cruel Cares, that would not permit her to faſten an obſerving thought upon any of my particular actions. I was one day with the Princeſs <hi>Alexandra</hi> her Mother, and as I kept a complacence full of reſpect in my behaviour to them, by the help of an opinion which they had conceived to my advantage, they began to repoſe much confidence in me: <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>andra</hi> being of a boiling ſpirit, and a temper which wanted much of the ſweetneſs and patience the Queen her Daughter was indued with, abandon'd her ſelf to the reſentment, which was yet freſh for the death of <hi>Ariſtobulus,</hi> exclaimed againſt the cruelty of <hi>Herod,</hi> in moſt violent terms, and deplor'd her own and her Daughters condition in words full of paſſion and tranſport; from the injuries ſhe received in her Son's death, and the ruine of her Kindred; her bitter complaints paſſed to the deadly jealouſie of <hi>Herod,</hi> and the fatal effects it had like to have wrought, by the <hi>Order</hi> he had given to his <hi>Unkle Joſeph,</hi> which (at the brink of his going to appear before <hi>Anthony</hi> at <hi>Laodicea)</hi> commanded him to kill <hi>Mariamne,</hi> in caſe that voyage proved fatal to him; <hi>Alexandra</hi> went on with <hi>vehe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mence</hi> in recounting divers other effects of her Son-in-law's <hi>cruelty,</hi> and during all the <hi>diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe,</hi> the <hi>Queen</hi> never ſo much as open'd her mouth, but only to let go ſome redoubled <hi>ſighs,</hi> and made her tears keep company with her <hi>Mothers words,</hi> which gave freſh luſtre to her beauty: Oh Gods! what new deep wounds did the ſight of that lovely ſorrow give me! how poſſible it was to behold my <hi>Divine Queen</hi> in that eſtate, without ſuffer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing all her ſorrows! I had now no longer power to diſſemble; and loſing all remembrance of my preſent condition, and the danger whereinto I threw my ſelf headlong, by provo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king <hi>Herod</hi> againſt me, I blindly abandoned my ſelf to the motions of my paſſion, and ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſting my eyes (moiſt as the Queens) upon hers, that were letting fall their dejected looks to the Earth, Good Gods! cried I, ſighing, is it poſſible you ſhould ſubmit the moſt accom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pliſh'd piece that ere you made to ſo much affliction, and muſt I owe ſafety to a man whoſe actions have given me ſo much horrour? I preſently repented that I had ſuffered theſe words to eſcape me, fearing I had declared my ſelf too far; but after I perceived I was underſtood by none but the <hi>Princeſſes,</hi> and that they appeared unmoved, I recovered my aſſurance; and a little after the Princeſs <hi>Alexandra</hi> being retir'd to the other end of the Chamber to confer with ſome Perſons, and ſeeing my ſelf alone with the Queen by her bed's ſide, I made a ſtrong aſſault upon my fear to recover my <hi>Diſcourſe,</hi> and behold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the Tears that ſtill crept upon her fair Cheeks, <hi>Would to Heaven,</hi> Madam, ſaid I, <hi>that all the bloud I have could ſtay the recourſe of thoſe precious tears you ſpill. Ah! with what joy ſhould I reſign it, how gladly ſacrifice my Life for the repoſe of yours!</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words (wholly compaſſionate as they were) were aſcribed by the <hi>Queen</hi> to nought but the <hi>Compaſſion</hi> I took of her <hi>Misfortunes;</hi> yet they called her from the <hi>Contem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plation</hi> of her miſeries which had ſeized her thoughts, and raiſing up her eyes to mine, with a look full of a ſweet <hi>acknowledgment; I ſhould be ſorry,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>to buy the quiet of my life with the danger of yours; and I have yet more right to my own miſeries, than to your af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flictions, we are both perſecuted, you by a Brother, and I by a Husband: your reſentments I cannot diſapprove, but I can admit none that are unlawful againſt my Husband; and if his acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons do frame our calamities, 'tis fit I ſhould believe that Heaven makes uſe of them to chaſtiſe our Crimes. By them it hath let fall its wrath upon the head of our deplorable Family, and therefore if any complaint breaks from me, it makes its way through the weakneſs of my Nature, and muſt be owned for the Child of Juſtice.</hi> 
                     <q>
                        <hi>O miraculous Virtue,</hi> cry'd I, interrupting her, <hi>It is requiſite I ſhould redouble my griefs to ſee you plunged in ſuch deep Calamity:</hi>
                     </q> 
                     <q>
                        <hi>My Mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes are not inſupportable,</hi> replied the Queen,</q> 
                     <hi>if you would find the way to underſtand them right, and if you knew the</hi> God <hi>which I adore, you would likewiſe know the conſolati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on I taſt in my ſufferings, which now you cannot apprehend: If he hath given me</hi> Herod <hi>for a Puniſhment as well as a Husband, I ought to receive him from his hands as both: and if he ordains me to pardon the injuries done by the moſt cruel and remote Enemies, ſure he would have me forget thoſe with an entire reſignation I received from him, to whom he hath pleaſed to tie me in a knot ſo ſacred. It is that,</hi> Madam, anſwered I, <hi>that makes me hold my condition unfortunate, that Heaven hath raiſed you up an Enemy and a Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſecutor, againſt whom I cannot offer you my Sword and Life, without offending your Virtue; that your high raiſed Reflections cannot be combated by a man that reveres you;</hi>
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                     <hi>nor can I cenſure the conſideration you keep for the King your Husband, ſince in his Arms I found my refuge, nor do him any ill office without ingratitude: but if the intereſt which I take in your wrongs, the admiration I have of your virtue, and reſentments much more preſſing and particular, make me find in your afflictions a Subject,—</hi>at theſe words I ſtopped, and conſidering how the inſenſible tranſport of my paſſion had carried me into terms of diſcovery, I ſtaid in an ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupt ſilence, without conducting my words to any period.</p>
                  <p>The Queen obſerving my ſtrange breaking off, looked upon me, and doubtleſs either ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected what was behind to cloſe my <hi>Diſcourſe,</hi> or would have asked the cauſe of my ſudden ſilence; when the Princeſs her Mother came back again to my reſcue from the perplexity wherein my imprudence had engaged me: yet I think we had ſpent more time in this en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertainment, if the arrival of ſome <hi>Ladies</hi> had not interrupted us; the principal of which was <hi>Salome</hi> the Siſter of <hi>Herod.</hi> It was not amity that brought her to viſit the <hi>Princeſſes,</hi> for ſhe hated them mortally; but having a dexterous and artificial ſpirit, ſhe made it bow to her Intereſts, and knowing the power <hi>Mariamne</hi> had (as unfortunate as ſhe was) in the Kings affections, ſhe forced her ſelf to appear officious, and cover'd her malicious thoughts with a black diſſimulation. The ill-will ſhe already bore to the Queen, was augmented by a miſchance, which I muſt now recount; for (ſince you have ordain'd me to give you the truth of my Fortune, ſtript of all diſguiſe) I am forc'd to tell you, <hi>Madam,</hi> (though the relation may offend Modeſty) that my miſhap, and no other cauſe, made me be lov'd of <hi>Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lome.</hi> I had already obſerv'd her affection by divers ſigns, but was eaſily perſwaded to ſlight my diſcovery, either by a juſt anticipation which chain'd me to another, the meaneſt part of whom was infinitely above all that <hi>Salome</hi> could boaſt lovely, or by an imperfect know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge I had already got of her dangerous humour; however I was content to anſwer her extraordinary <hi>Careſſes,</hi> with ſuch a civility as I believed was due to the Siſter of <hi>Herod;</hi> and if I received them at firſt with any ſatisfactions from that time wherein my life grew con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiderable, becauſe I had given it to the Qu. &amp; had begun to ſeek all that ſweetneſs I could fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy in her only. I had ſcarcely allow'd one ſingle regard either to the face or actions of <hi>Salome.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>For that day ſhe cut off my further diſcourſe with the Queen, but I had liberty enough to renew it in thoſe that ſucceeded; the Court was not then very large, every man fearing to provoke <hi>Herod</hi>'s jealous and ſuſpitious ſpirit; but in all the <hi>Converſe</hi> I had with her, fear ſtill fetter'd my tongue, and I had not the confidence to diſcloſe my thoughts further than what my eyes, or ſometimes a ſudden change of colour could expreſs. In the mean time <hi>Herod</hi> (either through generoſity, or thoſe reaſons I render'd) ſtill permitted me thoſe liberties, when Fortune preſented an occaſion to improve my credit with him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Malichus,</hi> who commanded the <hi>Arabians,</hi> an ancient enemy to <hi>Herod,</hi> with a powerful Army invaded the Frontiers of <hi>Judea,</hi> committing a thouſand Acts of Hoſtility; it was ſince believ'd he kept intelligence with old <hi>Hircanus,</hi> who, (as I told you) liv'd at <hi>Hieruſalem</hi> in the condition of a private man, without any craft or cognizance of affairs, and with the Princeſs <hi>Alexandra:</hi> however it was, <hi>Herod</hi> uniting his diſperſed forces with exceeding di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligence, had ſoon gather'd a conſiderable Army; and not being able to go in perſon, becauſe of ſome troubles he ſuſpected at home, beſides his intended voyage to go viſit <hi>Auguſtus Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſar</hi> (then at <hi>Rhodes)</hi> he put his Brother <hi>Pheroras</hi> in the head of it. I was aſham'd that I had employ'd all my youth in running away from death, and deſiring leave of the King that I might accompany his Brother in that expedition; he not only conſented, but gave me the command of all the <hi>Cavalry;</hi> I parted very well pleas'd with the employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and endeavoured to ſweeten the grief I took to leave <hi>Mariamne,</hi> with a hope to me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit her eſteem by ſome action of Valour. I will not trouble you with the particulars of this War, and ſhall only content my ſelf to tell you, that by an exceſs of good fortune I acqui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red a reputation large enough; in the Ingagements made with my Troops, I defeated the Enemy in divers Encounters, which I had ſtill the hap to <hi>Signalize</hi> by ſome perſonal acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on. In one Combat, which was obſtinately diſputed with a Squadron of our Troops, I kill'd the Brother of <hi>Malichus</hi> with my own hand, and a few dayes after, having ſurpriz'd half the Enemies Army at a paſs upon a River, I charged it with 4000 Horſe I had then with me, with ſo ſtrange a ſucceſs, that we kill'd above 8000 <hi>Arabians</hi> upon the place, and routed the reſt with ſuch a grand confuſion, that they left all their Baggage to our ſouldiers.</p>
                  <p>By this and the precedent encounters, I had acquired as much credit in the Army as I could well deſire, and <hi>Herod</hi> receiving the news, conceiv'd an opinion of me ſo advantagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous, as within a ſhort time after, having call'd home his Brother <hi>Pheroras</hi> to the Govern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of the State, during his voyage to <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> he deſired me to accept the Command of the Army in Chief, rather chuſing to repoſe ſo weighty a truſt in me (though young, and a Stranger) than in any of his old and more experimented Captains. After the departure of <hi>Pheroras</hi> I had the ſole Command; and Fortune that had favour'd my beginnings, did ſo
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well ſecond her kindneſs in what follow'd, that at laſt I entirely chaſed the <hi>Arabians</hi> out of <hi>Judea,</hi> after they had loſt above 1000 lives in divers encounters. Thus, when all was pacifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed upon the frontiers, and we had no more enemies to combat, after the Garriſons were fortified, I returned towards <hi>Jeruſalem,</hi> leſs ſatisfied with the applauſe was prepar'd me for my good ſucceſs, than with the hope of being ſuddenly reſtor'd the ſight of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> and to ſee her at ſuch a time, when I believ'd the ſervice I had done her Countrey, had purcha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed ſome eſteem in her thoughts.</p>
                  <p>But oh Gods! how ſurpriz'd was I at a ſad report I met with upon the way, which told me that <hi>Herod</hi> was departed from <hi>Rhodes,</hi> with deſign to gain the ſame credit with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> that he had with <hi>Antony;</hi> but before his departure, had cauſed old <hi>Hircanus</hi> to be ſtrang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led, out of ſuſpition that he kept intelligence with <hi>Malichus,</hi> and that great Princeſs his Grand-child with her Mother to be ſhut up in a Caſtle, or rather a cloſe Priſon near the Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, under the Guard of <hi>Sohemus</hi> and <hi>Joſeph,</hi> with expreſs order to reſtrain their liberty, and forbid them all converſe till he came back again. This News not only moderated the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentment I took in my return, and the ſucceſsful event of my expedition, but poſſeſt my ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit with aſtoniſhment, horror &amp; compaſſion. I was amaz'd at the cruelty of <hi>Herod,</hi> who hold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing his Life and Scepter of <hi>Hircanus</hi> goodneſs, though he was then fourſcore, had not the pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tience to ſtay till Nature would relinquiſh him to his Tomb; the horrour of this act, and the ſad pity I had for the affliction and captivity of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> bruis'd my Soul with a grief ſo weighty, as I was ready to give over all reſiſtance.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Arſaues,</hi> and my Governour <hi>Polites,</hi> ſeeing my ſorrows ſwell to ſuch a proportion, as they thought too big for my intereſts in <hi>Herod</hi>'s houſe, earneſtly entreated me to undiſguiſe the cauſe of it. At firſt I reſiſted; but in fine, conſidering the little reaſon I had to diſtruſt them, after they had given ſuch clear proofs of their affection, I abandon'd my ſecret to their diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretion, and avowed my violent paſſion for <hi>Mariamne.</hi> This confeſſion ſurpriz'd them, (though well knowing what charms the Queen poſſeſſed) and after they had in vain repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented all the reaſon they could make to extinguiſh my flame, they diſpoſed themſelves to ſerve me at the peril of their lives. I was a little comforted with the proteſtations they made me, and began to judge their advice not unſerviceable for the conduct of my deſires. I finiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the reſt of my journey, with ſuch a ſetled Melancholy, that the reception I had from <hi>Phe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roras</hi> and the reſt of the <hi>Jews,</hi> was incapable to moderate it; What, ſaid I (when I was alone, or had only my two confidents about me) is <hi>Mariamne</hi> (to whom all ſhould reſign their li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berties) become a Captive? and can the <hi>Gods</hi> permit the moſt perfect piece that ever they put their hands to, to be given up to the cruelties of ſuch an Inhumane? <hi>Mariamne</hi> now weeps the loſs of a Grandfather with that of her liberty; and the feeble <hi>Tyridates</hi> weeps too like her, without offering other ſuccours than a few womaniſh tears; he keeps his arms acroſs, while the <hi>Monſters</hi> tear his heart in the perſon of <hi>Mariamne;</hi> add then how weak the reaſons are that will not let him arm himſelf againſt the Hangman! A <hi>Tyger!</hi> a thouſand times more cruel than <hi>Phraates,</hi> no longer my Protector. but my Perſecutor, my Enemy. Savage Monſter, too too unworthy of thoſe dear advantages thou poſſeſſeſt, truſt no further to that obligation which till now hath tied me to thy intereſts, and believe it, I am more injur'd by thee in <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s wrongs, than oblig'd for my ſhelter; for her I will draw my ſword againſt thee and all the world, nor can it be ingratitude to defend Virtue from the oppreſſion of Tyranny.</p>
                  <p>Theſe were the thoughts I convers'd with, for this laſt effect of <hi>Herod</hi>'s inhumanity had ſo gall'd my ſpirit, that it forſook all the conſiderations I had for him; and now I made no ſcruple (for the ſervice or revenge of <hi>Mariamne)</hi> to do him the worſt of miſchiefs; <hi>Arſanes</hi> (to whom I ſhew'd theſe thoughts naked) begg'd of me to cover them, ſince their publiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing might procure my ruine without the leaſt advantage to <hi>Mariamne;</hi> in the mean time I told him it was impoſſible for me to live and not ſee her, that I was reſolv'd to try all the wayes (though never ſo dangerous) to compaſs it. <hi>Arſanes</hi> long oppoſed this intention: but, ſeeing no poſſibility of diſwaſion, reſolv'd to ſeek ſome means to ſerve me in it.</p>
                  <p>He was very well known to <hi>Sohemus;</hi> beſides I call'd to mind that I had done him a cur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſie with <hi>Herod,</hi> in a buſineſs wherein he ſtood in great need of my favour; this gave <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſanes</hi> a belief, it might make way for the obtaining part of my deſires, and indeed we found a greater facility than we durſt hope: For <hi>Mariamne</hi> (againſt the power of whoſe charms there was no reſiſtance) had ſo perfectly gain'd <hi>Sohemus</hi> heart, as he had no paſſion more powerful than a deſire to pleaſe her, and would not have ſcrupled to hazard fortune &amp; life it ſelf to ſerve her; he was very willing to have ſet her at liberty, and have follow'd her for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, if his companion in the charge had not been ſuſpitious it would betray him to the rage of <hi>Herod.</hi> At the firſt propoſition <hi>Arſanes</hi> made him let me ſee the Queen, he ſhewed much willingneſs to oblige me, only ſcrupled the difficulties of gaining his companions conſent
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to my ſatisfaction, and therefore thought it unſafe to hazard the Propoſition. <hi>Arſanes</hi> gave the deſire I had to ſee the Queen, no other Title than pity of her miſeries, and ſo made my Paſſion paſs for an effect of Generoſity.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sohemus</hi> demanded the reſt of that day to ſeek expedients to content me, and on the morrow came and told him he was reſolved to ſatisfie me, though he foreſaw ſome danger threatned the enterprize. <hi>Arſanes</hi> intreated him not to impart our deſign to the Queen, for fear (ſaid he) ſhe ſhould oppoſe it with ſome timerous conſideration; but he found it more difficult to make that Requeſt prevail with <hi>Sohemus,</hi> than any he had yet menti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>oned, (ſo entirely was that honeſt ſpirit at the Queens devotion) but at laſt clearing his doubts with a belief that I would bring no other intention, than to ſerve her, and that I would not have ſought an occaſion ſo perilous to make my Viſit, if I were not aſſured my ſight would not be unwelcome, they reſolv'd then, that the following Evening I ſhould be ready at a certain place near the Caſtle, where <hi>Sohemus</hi> had appointed, and there he promis'd him about two hours within Evening to come and conduct me to the Queens preſence: He made choice of that hour, becauſe the Queen had then her Chamber free, and was not importun'd with <hi>Joſephs</hi> Viſits, who, at that time, was uſually retir'd to his own. Beſides, my face was ſo well known to all the Court, that no diſguiſe without the aid of darkneſs could have conceal'd it.</p>
                  <p>There was much hazard in this Enterprize, as well for what might then have befallen me, as for the fatal conſequences, if <hi>Herod</hi> ſhould ever light upon the diſcovery: Yet I not only ſlighted all that fear could alledge, but waited the wiſhed hour with an impati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence that took all thoſe that preceded it for redious years. At laſt it came, and when the Night had ſpred all her Sables, I left <hi>Hieruſalem,</hi> only followed by <hi>Arſanes</hi> and my Governour, and having not above a hundred furlongs to ride, I ſoon arrived at the place deſired.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Sohemus</hi> kept his word, it being that day his turn to command the Caſtle, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore free for him to go in and out when he pleas'd; he came to find me, only attended by one of his Guard, which was a young man, in whom he repos'd an entire confidence. Beſides, he choſe him from all the reſt, becauſe his Age and Shape did not much diſagree with mine. The plot was, I ſhould put on his Cloaths, and he ſtay with <hi>Arſanes</hi> in mine, that thoſe that ſaw me enter with <hi>Sohemus,</hi> might take me for the ſame man that went out with him, my face being hidden from thoſe in the nights black Maſque. When I had got on the Guard <hi>Caſaque,</hi> he led me to a Gate of the Caſtle, flanked with high tow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers, and ſurrounded with a deep Ditch, and commanding the Bridge (by a ſignal given) to be let down, he conducted me into the Court without a Torch, having left an expreſs order with thoſe that guarded the Gate, not to light any thing; who ſeeing me enter with him, never examin'd my face, or regarded whether I was their Companion or not; yet he would not lead me by the great ſtairs, nor carry me through the Guard Hall, but con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducting me up a little pair of ſtairs, and ſo through a Gallery, where there ſtood a Senti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nel (which he made a ſhew to come on purpoſe to relieve, and put me in his place) he led me to the Door of the Anti-chamber.</p>
                  <p>By this time I confeſs all my Courage had almoſt forſook me; for though no danger could ever inſtruct me what was meant by the fear of Death, yet I trembled to think I might diſpleaſe the Queen by this bold intruſion; and then unſeaſonably reflecting on what was paſt, I almoſt repented the Enterprize, and was divers times about to ſtay <hi>So<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hemus,</hi> and ſo return back without ſeeing the Queen.</p>
                  <p>At the name of <hi>Sohemus,</hi> the Door of the Anti-Chamber was preſently open'd; and becauſe of the inclination he had alwaies expreſt to the <hi>Queens</hi> intereſts, he had a free ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs to her at all hours. When we entred her Chamber, ſhe was upon her knees by the Beds ſide, praying with an ardent Devotion to the God ſhe ador'd, and the Princeſs her Mother was newly retir'd to her Cabinet. The noiſe we made coming in, made her turn her Head that way; and having ſpi'd us, ſhe asked <hi>Sohemus</hi> if he had any thing to ſay. I did not give <hi>Sohemus</hi> time to anſwer, but approaching with a troubled poſture, I fell upon my knees before her, and taking one of her fair hands, joined it to my Lips with an ardour ſo vehement, as bereaved me of the uſe of ſpeech. The Queen (finding this Action too familiar, and too paſſionate for a Guard) at firſt repulſt me with ſome diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dain; but afterwards ſuſpecting a part of the truth, and beholding my Face with a ſeri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Eye, by the help of thoſe Lights which were ſet by her beds-ſide, ſhe knew me. It was no mean aſtoniſhment wherewith this ſight ſurpriz'd her, and recoyling ſome paces back, after ſhe had withdrawn her hand from mine: <hi>Ah!</hi> Tyridates, ſaid ſhe, <hi>what mean you? to what a Danger have you expos'd your ſelf? Danger,</hi> Madam, replyed I, <hi>Ah! that the Gods would confront me with a thouſand times more, that I might find occaſion to ſhew</hi>
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                     <hi>you how mean a thing I think my life in relation to your ſervice. My calamities</hi> (reply'd the Queen, engaging me to riſe) <hi>are too much in debt to your compaſſion: but I cannot yet quit the fear you have given me, and the knowledge I have of</hi> Herod<hi>'s humour, makes me wiſh from my ſoul, you had not tempted this peril to ſee me. I beſeech you,</hi> Madam, ſaid I, <hi>do not keep thoſe fears for me; for believe it, while this condition laſts, to which your misfortunes have reduc'd me, I ſhall neither fear</hi> Herod<hi>'s hatred, nor deſire his Amity. I have a long time conſidered him as a King of whom I hold my life, but muſt now know him for a man, that hath u<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed that life a thouſand times more cruelly than death it ſelf would have done from which the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treat he gave me hath poſſibly defended me. Till now the obligation diſputed with the outrage, and in the perſon of</hi> Mariamne<hi>'s Perſecuter I found my Protector; but at laſt,</hi> Madam, <hi>the reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of what I owe him, have quitted what they held within me to ſuch as have a juſter Tttle; and theſe laſt injuries which he Printed in your Grandfathers Murder, and your own cruel Cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tivity, have ſtrangled all thoſe conſiderations, which till now my heart ſuffered to ſpeak in his be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>half, and have brought me to ask Orders at your feet, which I vow to execute without condition or reſervation. Be not loath then,</hi> Madam, <hi>to ordain me all that may be done in your Quarrel, and if you pleaſe, believe that I will not only ſhut my eyes upon all ſorts of conſiderations; but trample upon all difficulties that ſhall offer to withſtand me, when once fortified with the honour of your Commands.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>While I ſpake in this manner, the <hi>Queen</hi> regarded me attentively, and though ſhe knew the malicious heart of her Husband, and remembred how often ſhe had been de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived by ſuch as acted the part of officious perſons, and made uſe of ſome ſuch terms as mine to ſound her intentions, with deſign to carry the Report to the King, I was ſo hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>py as not to be ſuſpected of ſo baſe an ambuſh; and of this ſhe aſſur'd me by theſe words: <q>I have too good an opinion of you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> and can too well diſtinguiſh the Princes of <hi>Arſaces</hi> bloud from cheap and baſe perſons, to ſuſpect the diſſimulation wherewith divers others have betray'd me.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>I know your words parted from a true compaſſion, and ſuch generous motions as are familiar with perſons of your extraction: beſides, you have given proofs of too great a virtue to leave me the ſhadow of ſuch a thought; and (to witneſs the confidence I have in you) I will open my heart to you with a moſt entire freedom. It is true, though Heaven hath given me <hi>Herod</hi> for a Husband, I cannot love him, and indeed I ſhould be rather inſenſible than conſtant or loyal, if the Death of my Grandfather <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſtobulus,</hi> of my Father <hi>Alexander,</hi> of my Uncle <hi>Antigonus,</hi> of my Brother <hi>Ariſtobu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lus,</hi> and this laſt of my Grandfather <hi>Hircanus,</hi> ſhould be remembred without ſtirring my ſoul againſt him that murdered them, and deſtroyed the Royal Houſe of the <hi>Aſmo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neans;</hi> beſides theſe known injuries, I have received ſome more particular, but not leſs ſenſible. There comes not a day wherein I do not look for a Knife at my Throat, and this bloudy man, at his departure for <hi>Rhodes,</hi> hath given the ſame command to <hi>Sohemus,</hi> that he did before to his Uncle <hi>Joſeph,</hi> to kill me if the Voyage proved un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate. I have now freely repreſented my deplorable condition with <hi>Herod,</hi> but I muſt tell you (with the ſame truth) that (as much monſter as he is) he is yet my Husband, that my apprehenſions of his injuries are not more prevalent than the rules of my Duty, and that I am not permitted to deſire a revenge againſt him, which Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven hath reſerved for its own appointment. If my miſeries come once to be pitied by our Soveraign Maſter, he will find power to releaſe me of them, and if it be his plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure they ſhould ſtill continue, I ſhall endeavour ſo to ſuffer for the love of him, as I may be rendred more worthy of his Love. Behold <hi>Tyridates,</hi> the eſtate of my condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, with the temper of my thoughts, I am deeply in your ſcore for the propriety you claim in my Misfortunes: but let me now beg you will give it over, leſt the dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gerous pity ſhould at laſt prove fatal to its owner.</q> 
                     <q>Ah! might it pleaſe the Gods, (cried I, wholly tranſported) that your evils might be brought off, with the cruelleſt death that <hi>Herod</hi> is capable of inventing, with what glad heart ſhould I run to embrace thoſe glorious torments, which poſſibly might procure me ſome ſmall acknowledg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment in yours! how fair would be my Deſtiny to pay down my life for this adora<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Princeſs, to whom all Lives, all Hearts ought to be ſacrificed!</q> Theſe words, with the Paſſion that helped to pronounce them, opened the Queens eyes, and ſhewed her (by a prompt reflection on what was paſt) that tranſports ſo violent could not ſpring from a naked pity: this Diſcovery called up a bluſh into her face, and having ſilently beheld me with an action that betrayed ſome trouble: <q>
                        <hi>Tyridates, ſaid ſhe,</hi> do you well conſider what you ſay?</q> She let fall theſe words in ſo ſevere an accent, that it ſtruck ſuch terrour into me, as I loſt all my aſſurance; and (in ſtead of anſwering) fell to conſider how imprudently I had opened my breaſt; but I had kept too much paſſion
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to keep the reſt ſtill diſguiſed; and in this uproar of thoughts, (toſs'd with love, grief and deſpair) I let my ſelf fall at the Queens feet, embracing and kiſſing them a thouſand times over, without ſo much power as could utter one word; by this action clearly confirm<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the ſuſpition my words had given her. Oh Gods! how ſenſibly ſhe was touch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed! how violent were her firſt apprehenſions to proceed from ſo ſweet a Soul! She took a long time to weigh the reſolution was fitteſt to be taken, and I (in the mean time) the advantage of her ſilence and immobility, to rally my ſcatter'd Spirits. <hi>Madam, ſaid I,</hi> (keeping my hold at her feet, without daring to lift my eyes to her Viſage) <hi>if my Tongue have betrayed my Soul, and contrary to my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent) diſplayed a Paſſion which my whole Life ſhould have preſerved a Secret, ordain me all the pains that are due to it; and I vow by all the</hi> Gods <hi>to ſuffer them without a murmur; to you I will not juſtifie a Paſſion, which otherwiſe might call to its own purity to defend it. I will not tell you 'tis impoſſible to look upon you, and not incur the fault I have committed, nor that the ſilence of divers years, have given ſome proofs of my reſpect. No, I am Criminal if I have contracted your Anger, and am worthy of the moſt cruel Puniſhments, if I have been capable to diſpleaſe you.</hi> I had gone further, if the now reſolved Queen had not ſtayed my Progreſs, and repulſing me with one hand, while ſhe carried the other to her Face to hide ſome changes there: <hi>Tyridates,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>you are yet more culpable than you believe, and if you had known me well, you would never have granted your ſelf the Licenſe to give me the Diſpleaſure I have now received. I will not noiſe your Folly, becauſe I know</hi> Herod<hi>'s Humour, which doubtleſs would deſtroy you for it; and I pardon him the bloudy injuries he hath ſo often done me, ſo I forgive the Offence you have ſo lately committed.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words ſhe roſe from her Chair, and calling <hi>Sohemus</hi> (who was diſcourſing with her Maids in the Anti-chamber) commanded him to conduct me preſently back, and ſo reſolving to hear me no more, ſhe retir'd into her Mothers Cabinet. Oh Gods! in what an eſtate was I, when I ſaw my ſelf thus deſerted, in what a ſtrange faſhion I followed <hi>Sohemus,</hi> when he led me out of the Caſtle the ſame way we enter'd it? I had ſcarce the power to embrace him at our parting, or to give him thanks for the Courteſie he had done me. I found my men got to horſe, and return'd to <hi>Hieruſalem</hi> with a melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>choly darker than the nights blackeſt ſhades, and with a countenance which I think little differ'd from that of a Condemned man.</p>
                  <p>I would ſcarce hear the comforts <hi>Arſanes</hi> offer'd me (to whom I had recounted my diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſter) but paſſed the reſt of the night in the moſt cruel inquietudes that ever tore a Soul; I could not remember the incenſed looks of my Divine Princeſs, without calling in the ſame fear that ſeiz'd me at the firſt effects of her anger; nor think of the diſpleaſure I had given her, without letting my ſelf ſink almoſt under the ſorrow I reſented; all the words ſhe ſpake came flocking to my memory; but it galled me to think ſhe ſhould put my offence in the ſame ballance with <hi>Herod</hi>'s villanies. Ah unjuſt <hi>Mariamne!</hi> ſaid I, how unskilful you are in diſcerning Injuries! Could you have judged aright, you would have found little cauſe to aſſociate the cruelties of <hi>Herod</hi> with the overſights of <hi>Tyridates. Herod</hi> hath wreſted the Crown from your Family, <hi>Herod</hi> ſtill bluſhes with the blood of your neareſt Kindred; <hi>Herod</hi> gives daily orders for your own Death, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> gives you his Heart, his Soul, and himſelf entire. Sure this Offence is not of a Nature ſo hainous, as thoſe you have receiv'd of that <hi>Miſcreant,</hi> and methinks you need not the ſame patience to endure them; but why ſaid I (repenting my words) why do I juſtifie my Crime? Is it not true that I am faulty, ſince my raſhneſs hath merited <hi>Mariamnes</hi> anger? I ought to conſider her as a Divinity ſublim'd above the reach of humane thoughts; I ſhould trem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble before her virtue, and if it were impoſſible to ſee her without falling in love with ſo much beauty both of Soul and Body, yet I ſhould have ſuffer'd thoſe glorious pains with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out publiſhing, and not have improved my Misfortune by my indiſcreet and raſh diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very.</p>
                  <p>In ſuch thoughts as theſe I paſſed the Night, and divers other dayes that followed it, in which ſpace I often ſaw <hi>Salome, Pheroras,</hi> with the chief of the <hi>Judean</hi> Court, who ſtrove among themſelves, who ſhould treat me with moſt Careſſes for the ſervice I had done their Countrey; but neither their company nor their kindneſs could eaſe the evils which my love inflicted, nor ſweeten the ſorrow I took for the choler and captivity of <hi>Mariamne:</hi> But a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout that time there came News to <hi>Jeruſalem,</hi> that <hi>Herod</hi> was triumphantly return'd from <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> that by an artificial Oration full of an affected generoſity, he had ſo gain'd upon the ſpirit of that great Emperour, as it procur'd him a ſpecious entertainment, and got him lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle leſs in his amity, than he had before in the affections of <hi>Antony.</hi> Thoſe that had an inte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſt in his good ſucceſs, were more overjoy'd at the news, in which (a few dayes after)
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they were confirm'd, when they ſaw him arrive with a proud train at his heels, and read in his erected looks the ſatisfaction he receiv'd in that Voyage.</p>
                  <p>There was made him a magnificent reception, and (I mingling my ſelf with thoſe that went to meet him) he received me with extraordinary careſſes, called me the valiant Defender of <hi>Judea,</hi> and promiſed a grateful remembrance of the ſervices I had rendred to his Crown. But alas! how little was I ſenſible of his Offers and Civilities? And though indeed I could not but confeſs he had put me in his debt, yet the love of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> and the reſentment of her wrongs ſtifled all his obligations. The ſame day he arrived, he reſtor<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> her liberty, and burning with Love, could not forbear to viſit her in the ſame place which had been her Priſon, where he ſpent the night with her, and the next day brought her back with him to the City, with many open profeſſions of a moſt ardent affection.</p>
                  <p>I underſtood by <hi>Sohemus,</hi> that at that interview, he had made her a moſt paſſionate Diſcourſe, and after he had excus'd the death of <hi>Hircanus</hi> with a neceſſity that conſtrain'd him ſo to prevent the deſign he had to ruine him, he deeply proteſted, that the abridgment of her freedom, was only meant to ſecure her perſon from the attempts of ſuch, whoſe diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>affection in his abſence might hazard her ſafety, and to diſarm the deſignes of ſome perſons that were likely to make uſe of hers and her Mothers preſence (whoſe turbulent ſpirit he was well acquainted with) to authorize ſeditiòn, and ſtir up troubles in the State.</p>
                  <p>The wiſe Queen receiv'd this diſcourſe with a becoming temper; and, if ſhe could not entirely hide her diſtaſtes, ſhe diſſembled part of them, leſt they ſhould prove as fatal to <hi>Sohemus,</hi> as they had been to <hi>Joſeph.</hi> The Court was then more glorious than ever; the King highly pleas'd with the ſucceſs of his Affairs: and (having nothing elſe to ſubdue that might keep him from getting above the reach of Fortune but the ſpirit of <hi>Mari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>amne)</hi> he ſought all ſorts of occaſions to divertize her; but if the <hi>Queen</hi> (whoſe griefs were gone too deep to be ſweetned with the vain ſhadow of pleaſure) took little notice of it, I was not leſs incapable than ſhe, of taſting any jollity; and my remembrance kept the deep graven Characters of my Love and her Anger ſo freſh in my Soul, as all the ſplendor and pomp of <hi>Herod</hi>'s Court wanted power to charm them. I ſtill ſaw her every day, becauſe ſhe forbad it not; but I ſcarce durſt open my mouth in her preſence, ſcarce lift up my eyes to her Face, inſtructing all my actions to inform how deeply the fear to diſpleaſe her was engraven in my heart; yet neither her looks, nor her actions expreſt any ſign of averſion: indeed ſhe had a Soul too beautiful, too ſweet an inclination to loath a man, who had only offended with Affection, ſince ſhe had much ado to return hatred where it was deſerv'd by ſuch bloody Injuries: but believing ſhe could not hear my Love plead farther, without offending Virtue, ſhe avoided all occaſions of Diſcourſe as much as poſſible; and though ſhe ſtill ſpake to me with much affability, yet ſhe never did ſo but in Company, and ſo contriv'd it, that we never exchang'd words without a witneſs: though this behaviour of hers could not give me an entire ſatisfaction, yet it left me no cauſe of complaint; and the knowledge I had of her admirable Virtue, having extin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guiſht with my hopes, a part of thoſe flames her Beauty had kindled, I learn'd to think my Paſſion ſufficiently rewarded by the eſteem ſhe had of me: Indeed there was never any perſon loved with leſs intereſt; and with Truth I may ſay, I loved <hi>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riamne</hi> for her ſelf alone; nor in all the proceſs of my Paſſion did I ever conſider <hi>Tyridates.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In this manner I liv'd a whole year; and though my eyes did all the Meſſages of my Love, yet ſhe might eaſily read in all my Actions, that it had loſt no ardour; and that my ſufferings were therefore more cruel, becauſe they ſtood in awe of Reſpect.</p>
                  <p>At laſt my perſeverance, link'd with diſcretion (which ſhe knew by a thouſand marks) touched her with compaſſion; I ſay compaſſion, for Love could never be admitted: And what ſhe did ſince in my favour, did all proceed from a motion ſo purely generous, as the moſt perfect Virtue was engaged to commend it; nor could it be cenſured by any without Injuſtice. Her heart which was neither Stone nor Braſs, ſuffer'd it ſelf to be ſoftned with pity; but it was never capable of an impreſſion not conform'd to the ſevere Rules of her Duty: ſhe could not ſee a Prince languiſhing ſo many years, a Prince dying for her, but dying in a faſhion ſo reſpectful and obliging, and dying without complaining of the cauſe of his death, or of death it ſelf, and not give ſome proofs that Nature made her ſenſible: but ſhe would rather have ſuffer'd him to die; nay, died her ſelf, than let in the leaſt thought to her Soul of pitying him, to the prejudice of her virtue: I was ſo happy in the conduct of my Paſſion, and had carried ſo much caution in all my Actions, that <hi>Herod</hi> (the moſt jealous and diſtruſtful of all men) had not yet the leaſt ſuſpition of me; and this diſcretion was not undervalued by the Queen.</p>
                  <p>
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I was one day in her Company with the King <hi>Pheroras, Salome,</hi> and ſome other of the chief Courtiers in the Palace-garden, where we had walked a long time, and where I had done my beſt to evade the purſuits of <hi>Salome,</hi> who had then been trying (having too much courage to give me her naked Paſſion) to make me ſpy it in her Actions, and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtand it by a thouſand ambiguous Diſcourſes; when the King, who had walked all this time with the Queen alone, being oblig'd by ſome important Affairs to retire, he call'd me to him, and giving me the Queens hand, which till then himſelf had held: <q>I leave you to Prince <hi>Tyridates, ſaith he,</hi> and I cannot put that which I tender more dear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>than my ſelf into better hands than his: Try, if you pleaſe, to divert her from her deep Melancholy.</q> To theſe words I returned no other Anſwer, but an action <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ll of reverence and reſpect; and, conſidering how my condition ſtood with the Queen. I durſt not adventure to take her hand, till ſhe tender'd it her ſelf, with a countenance that did put on a world of ſweetneſs: And thus I helped her to walk, without daring either to open my mouth, or to look upon her. Her behaviour was a long time like mine; but at laſt ſhe broke ſilence, and took this opportunity to declare what her heart had for me. <q>
                        <hi>Tyridates, ſaid ſhe,</hi> if the King knew your intentions, he would not put me into your hands with ſo much confidence, and ſince they were known to me, I ought to have hindred it; I could eaſily have done ſo, if my will had conſented; and probably I had too, if I had not believ'd I might permit your converſe, and acquaint you with my thoughts, without intereſſing what I owe to him or my ſelf. Know then <hi>Tyrida<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes,</hi> that the firſt notice I had of your malidy gave me ſome reſentment againſt you, but the progreſs of it compaſſion; I have truly pitied the eſtate you are in, and cannot, without grief, ſee a Prince (to whom Heaven hath given ſuch excellent qualities) paſs his life in a condition ſo miſerable. But in fine, <hi>Tyridates,</hi> what are your pretences? and if you have judged me worthy of your eſteem, what can you hope for of me? Think you I can licenſe in your favour the leaſt Act that may ſatisfie your Paſſion? I ſay the leaſt: for, I did believe you could harbour a thought to my Diſhonour, I would look upon you as a Monſter, as a mortal Enemy: Do you think the little content I have with <hi>Herod,</hi> and the remembrance of the wrongs he hath done me, can turn my affections upon another, becauſe leſs worthy of my averſion? Is it upon this thought you build your hopes? if ſo, <hi>Tyridates,</hi> diſabuſe your ſelf; and believe, that if Heaven hath made me miſerable, by ſubmitting me to this cruel man, I will never conſent to merit my misfortunes by my actions; though my forlorn hap hath married me to him, it ſhall never match me to his Crimes: I would not be ſo ungrateful to the goodneſs of Heaven, that is ever ſending Comfort to my Miſeries; nor ſo unworthy of your eſtimation. For my ſake, <hi>Tyridates,</hi> conſider theſe Truths, ſince they are repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented with as much mildneſs, as much affection as I can keep for you with Reaſons leave: call up the greatneſs of your courage, to give a brave aſſault upon your ſelf, and propoſe this ruinous paſſion to your thoughts as an Enemy you ought to fear, as an Enemy that would deſtroy you, and probably me too, unleſs you vanquiſh it.</q> The Queen ended with theſe words, which I heard with admiration; and during the Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, having ralli'd part of the confidence fear had ſcatter'd, I made it ſerve me to an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer theſe terms.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>I am unworthy, Madam, of this favour you have given me; and ſince I have me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rited your Diſpleaſure, 'tis fit I ſhould periſh for the expiation, rather than reſerve my ſelf for ſuch a pity as you lately mentioned; nor ſhould my tongue ever hazard a ſecond purchaſe of your indignation, if that generous bounty, which keeps company with the reſt of your admirable Virtues, did not allow me liberty to juſtifie my thoughts before you, I will adventure then to tell you, That Love (as I apprehend it) can nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther be odious nor conſiderable to the perſon beloved, but by the effects it produceth. ſince of it ſelf it is obliging and advantageous, even to the Creatures leaſt capable of apprehenſion; if my paſſion had hatched any deſire within me contrary to your virtue, you might deteſt it as a Criminal, as an Enemy that would poiſon the purity of your Soul. But if it ſhall never inſpire any other than ſuch as ſhall inſtruct me to revere thoſe admirable qualities the Gods have given you, to intereſt my ſelf in your fortune, and ſacrifice my ſelf for your intereſts where will you find a juſt occaſion to condemn it? Is it a Crime for <hi>Tyridates</hi> to do the homage of a pure veneration, to the divine Beauties and Perfections of <hi>Mariamne?</hi> Is it a Crime for <hi>Tyridates,</hi> to give up all his thoughts, and dedicate his whole time to this employment? And is it a Crime for <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates,</hi> to long for an occaſion, with the price of his Bloud and Life, to buy repoſe for <hi>Mariamne?</hi> Madam, if I have other Thoughts, other Deſires than theſe, puniſh me with all the rigour your firſt Reſentments inſpir'd you with; and let the Divine
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Powers joyn with yours to compleat me the moſt miſerable of all men. But if you find in my Affection all the Innocence you require, in the Gods name, Madam, give me leave to carry it to my Tomb; it is a neceſſity which will never endure to be diſpenc'd with, a Favour which I conjure you by the remembrance of all that you hold moſt dear, to grant me: And if the place were clear'd of witneſſes, that I might be permitted to ask it at your feet; I would never riſe from thence till I had obtain'd it.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words, and the vehemence wherewith I pronounced them, wrought upon the generous and tender Spirit of the Queen, and ſtirred up ſuch Thoughts as took her ſome time before ſhe could get them out into Anſwer; at length ſhe diſpos'd her ſelf to it; and as ſhe was beginning, we found our ſelves at the end of an Alley, where turning to continue our Walk, we ſpied <hi>Salome</hi> and the reſt of the Company ſo near us, as the Queen ſaw ſhe ſhould not have time to diſcharge her heart, and ſeeing her Company ſtaid to let us paſs, before we quitted the place, ſhe thus reply'd: <hi>Tyridates, If your Thoughts be ſuch as you ſay, I can find no juſt cauſe of Offence: but were they yet more innocent, I muſt counſel you, and do with all my Soul crave of you (if it be poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible) to diſcard them from your Heart, ſince they cannot be but ruinous to your Repoſe and mine.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>She ſaid no more, and whether it were that ſhe was willing to purſue this Diſcourſe no further, or that ſhe ſuſpected the malicious ſpirit of <hi>Salome</hi> might ptobably raiſe a bad comment upon our privacy ſhe joyn'd with the reſt of the Company, and would ſeparate no more.</p>
                  <p>From this day I dated a happy change in my condition, and believed my eſtate much more advantagious than formerly. The Queen (though ſhe diſapproved my reſearch, and ſaw the continuance of it with diſpleaſure) yet ſhe endured it with a moſt noble pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tience, that would neither ſuffer her to baniſh, nor hate a Prince who ador'd her with a Devotion ſo pure and unbyaſſed, as nothing in it could be found fit to cenſure; and never hoping to advance farther in her favour, I learn'd to ſtay my content upon what I had. This began to reſtore my ſpirits, and recal my colour, and if my Face ſtill ſhew'd ſome diſcon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent, it had a root in the Queens miſeries, and not mine.</p>
                  <p>The condition of this great Princeſs was deplorable, and though the King loved her with an almoſt enraged paſſion, ſuch was her averſion to all the endearing paſſages of his love, as She took them for ſo many effects of Heavens indignation; and though her virtuous reſolution held her to the ſevere rules of her Duty, her great courage could not be pliable to ſuch careſſes as ſhe believ'd not due to the deſtroyer of her Family, and a man yet crimſon'd with the blood of her neareſt Kindred: theſe diſdains ſometimes raiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſuch tempeſts in the King, as he was often ready to poure them upon her as the laſt ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects of his fury; but then would Love ſtep in to check Anger, and, taking the reins from thoſe raging Tranſports, which he had ſuffer'd to get uppermoſt, render'd him more ſoft and ſubmiſs than ever; and ſent him to ſeek that with Prayers and Tears, which he could not obtain with all his menaces.</p>
                  <p>We were one day in the Kings Chamber, whither he had invited the <hi>Queen:</hi> and they ſtanding together at a Window: after ſome diſcourſe which we heard not, he proffer'd to kiſs her: but the <hi>Queen</hi> (whether ſhe thought ſuch condeſcention injurious to Modeſty in ſo great a Company, or in effect, follow'd the motions of a juſt Hatred) recoil'd ſome ſteps back, and turn'd away her head with diſdain enough. The King was ſo gall'd with this Action, eſpecially appearing before ſo many witneſſes, as all the power he could make was not capable to hide his Paſſion; and beholding the <hi>Queen</hi> with eyes ſparkling with rage, and a Countenance on which Fury had ſpread it ſelf: <q>You are unworthy, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> both of the Honour was offer'd you, and all thoſe that went before it: Go, get you out of my Chamber, and if you do not remember the deſtiny of your Fathers, remember that I promiſe to make you know him for your King, whom you now ſcorn to acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge for your Husband.</q> The <hi>Queen</hi> return'd no other anſwer to theſe cruel words than a diſdainfull look, which more provok'd him; and ſaluting the Company, without change of countenance, quitted the Chamber to retire to her own. The Kings Choler (which had of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten produced horrid effects) made the whole Company tremble, only in me it miſſed that influence; for, all the prudence and diſcretion I could make, had much ado to hinder my diſcontent from breaking looſe, and it was the conſideration I had for the <hi>Queen,</hi> and not my ſelf that bridled it: Yet not in ſuch a manner, but when I ſaw the <hi>Queen</hi> retire, I ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſted after, and offer'd my hand to lead her to her Lodging: But, as her ſpirit was leſs diſtemper'd than mine, and had therefore more judgment at the Stern, to apprehend how much the Civility I proffer'd might diſpleaſe <hi>Herod,</hi> and deeply endanger me ſhe refus'd it; and having no time to explain her thoughts, ſhe only made me a ſign with
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hor Eye to retire. I came back again to the King with much regret, whom I had indeed diſpleaſed with this action, but it was otherwiſe taken from me than it would have been from any one of his own Subjects; he thundred ſtill againſt the <hi>Queen</hi> in moſt bitter terms, but ſeeing that (without unmasking my inclinations) it was in vain to ſpeak in her defence, with much conſtraint, I ſilently heard all his injurious. Language: a few dayes after he was appeaſed by the powerful Aſcendant the <hi>Queen</hi> had upon his ſpirit; but he quickly relapſed again; and their whole life was nought elſe but that continual Diſorder which uſually reſults from the incompatibility of Vice and Vir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time <hi>Salome</hi> had given ſo many clear proofs of her Affection, as I could ſcarce any longer perſonate an ignorance; and though ſhe had ſtill the power to fo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>id her ſelf an open Declaration, yet ſhe had ſaid enough, and her actions had too well ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conded her Diſcourſe, to permit me to doubt it; I had ſought all wayes to eſcape this diſcovery, and when I was perfectly aſſured of the Truth, yet I diſſembled it as much as was poſſible. <hi>Salome</hi> well judged by her actions and mine, that I knew well enough what pinched her; and this coldneſs kindled in her ſuch a deſpight, as in any Spirit but hers, would have been capable to have quenched Affection.</p>
                  <p>We met one day at the Houſe of <hi>Pheroras,</hi> whom I often viſited, and who at that time was indiſpos'd; after we had ſpent ſome time by the beds ſide, <hi>Salome</hi> that longed to exchange ſome particular Diſcourſe, invited me to walk with her into an adjoyning Gal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lery, pretending to ſhew me ſome Pictures; I could not civilly avoid the ſnare, and lend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her my hand, I led her thither, where we entertain'd ſome time in peruſing the Pictures; wherein were repreſented the moſt memorable Events of the <hi>Judaick</hi> Hiſtory; there ſhe ſhewed me ſo many admirable things as might poſe the belief of all but thoſe of their own Religion. She pointed at ſome Captains, which in the midſt of their Battels, with their Prayers, ſtaid the courſe of the Sun, and gave a prodigious day to the Univerſe: of others that opened the flanks of the Red-Sea for their Troops to paſs through; but ſhe chiefly inſiſted upon the actions of <hi>David</hi> (the greateſt of their Kings) and upon thoſe of his Son <hi>Solomon,</hi> which among them paſſed for a Miracle of Wiſdom; and relating in order the Life of that latter, ſhe particularly ſtaid upon one Picture that repreſented a Beautiful Queen that fell ſo in love with the ſame of <hi>Solomon</hi>'s Virtues, as ſhe abandon'd her Realm, and travell'd a vaſt tract of Land to viſit him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Salome</hi> took occaſion to aſſault me with this Hiſtory, having compriz'd it in a few words: <hi>This Prince,</hi> continued ſhe, <hi>was the wiſeſt of all men, and yet diſdain'd not the af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fictions of a Prince that loved him, but requited her with his, to the ſatisfaction of all her De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſires.</hi> At theſe words <hi>Salome</hi> (though in a little confuſion) beheld me with a fixed eye; and by that action oblig'd me to anſwer her. <hi>It was but juſt,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>that a King ſo virtuous as you have ſpoken him, ſhould be flexible to ſo fair a Queen, that had forſaken her Eſtate, to e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>poſe her ſelf to the hazard and inconvenience of a long Voyage to ſee him; this enterprize was ſo conſiderable in the perſon of a great Princeſs, as</hi> Solomon <hi>could not have been juſt (as you have repreſented him) <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> he uſed her ingratefully. You have ſaid enough to convince your ſelf,</hi> ſaid Salome, <hi>and if theſe be your own thoughts, you ſhould conſider what you owe to Princeſſes, who ('tis true have neither abandoned Realms, nor traverſed Provinces to ſee you; but abandoned for your ſake a Liberty more dear than Empires, and trampled upon Obſtacles more difficult to ſurmount, than the incommodities of a Voyage.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This Diſcourſe, which I had alvayes feared, put me to trouble paſt all diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſembling; and ſeeing my ſelf oblig'd to reply: <q>I am too unfortunate, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> to believe that ought can appear in the miſeries of my Life, but Subjects of Compaſſion; the Affections of Princeſſes will doubtleſs find Objects more worthy of themſelves; and I am too far from imagining that a Wretch exiled from his Country, perſecuted by his King, that hath no retreat upon Earth, but what he owes for to the King your Brothers Bounty, ſhould triumph over thoſe pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious Liberties which are doubtleſs reſerv'd for Perſons more happy, and for ſuch as by the loſs of their own, with a long ſucceſſion of faithful Service, have deſerv'd them.</q> 
                     <q>Thoſe that have bought them at a lower rate, <hi>ſaid Salome,</hi> are more obliged than ſuch as paid for them with Pains, Blood, and years of Service; and without extream ingratitude, they cannot prefer thoſe things that have been dearly ſold, to ſuch as have been liberally given them. You are of this number, <hi>Tyridates;</hi> You evade the notice of Obligations, that you may fly Occaſions of Requital; you are better eſteem'd in <hi>Herod</hi>'s Court than you deſire to be, and the Misfortunes of your Life are there leſs conſidered than the quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties of your Perſon: You know this for truth, though you force a cunning ignorance
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to diſguiſe it: You are too clear-ſighted, not to perceive it by a thouſand actions; and as many Diſcourſes, which have but too plainly declar'd it. But diſdain cloſes your eyes and ears; and none but ſuch a Soul as that you play the Tyrant with, but would turn edge at your neglect, yet ſhe hath perſevered many years in the ſame ardour, and with much ſatisfaction would ſo continue her whole life time, if you would let her hope that ſuch a conſtancy ſhould not go unrewarded.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>While <hi>Salome</hi> pronounced theſe words, her eyes let fall their looks upon the earth, with all the ſigns of ſhame, which ſhe was not able to diſſemble: and indeed how ſhould ſhe, when my ſelf was ſo aſhamed in her behalf, as I had a harder task to hide it from her, than to find words to anſwer her: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid I (after I had a while kept ſilence)</hi> till now my Soul hath been ſo chain'd to the conſideration of my Miſeries, as it hath not been capable of other thoughts; and I have found ſo little appearance, nay, ſo little reaſon in what you have done me the honour to let me know, as, it could never have enter'd my imaginations: 'Tis this that muſt anſwer for the faults I committed, and not a diſdain, which never grew in my Nature; and which I ſhould practiſe but un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>handſomely. The Gods have not given me thoſe advantageous qualities to look up at a Fortune ſo little thought of; and though it ſhould offer it ſelf indeed into my Arms, in this wretched condition, whereto my Miſeries have reduced me, I think I ſhould not have power to taſte it.</q> 
                     <hi>Salome</hi> (who could no longer doubt, but that her Love was perfectly diſcover'd) found my words, and the action wherewith I pronounc'd them, ſo diſobliging, that (if it had been poſſible) that very moment ſhe would have thrown it off: however ſhe would no further advance a Parlie, the beginning of which taught her to hope for little ſatisfaction in the ſequel; and turning back to <hi>Pheroras</hi> his Chamber, in a faſhion that ſhew'd the marks of Spight: <q>Oh! Well <hi>Tyridates, ſaid ſhe,</hi> your perplexities ſhall no more be redoubled by a Diſcourſe ſo diſobliging; and ſince you are oppreſt with Affection, there ſhall be care taken to free you of that importunity.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>As we finiſhed theſe words, we enter'd the Chamber of <hi>Pheroras,</hi> which ſtopp'd my Anſwer; and ſhe was ſo overcome with anger, as all the time we ſtaid together, ſhe would neither vouchſafe to ſpeak or look upon me. Since that day I began to underſtand her diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſition, of which I had already a very evil opinion; and at my next conference with the Queen, I had not power to conceal <hi>Salome</hi>'s folly, willing to prepoſſeſs her Spirit by a true relation, leſt the malicious Creature ſhould render me ſome evil Office with her. This re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation provoked the Queens virtue to expreſs more contempt and averſion for <hi>Salome</hi> than ever: which, after ſhe had witneſſed by ſome words ſhe let fall againſt her: <q>
                        <hi>Tyrida<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes, ſaid ſhe ſmiling,</hi> are you ſo cruel then to Ladies that love you? and a little after, (putting on a more ſerious look) if you open theſe eyes to reaſon, which paſſion hath ſhut up, you will ſoon perceive, that God doth puniſh your unjuſt Affection with an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>other, which your ſelf diſapproves; and if <hi>Salome</hi> (being married) cannot hatch ſuch Deſires and not be wicked, ſure I that am in the ſame eſtate, and having a King to my Husband, cannot countenance yours without incurring the ſame ſin you condemn in <hi>Salome.</hi> Ah! Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> what a vaſt difference is there betwixt ſuffering an Affection pure and innocent, as mine, and perſecuting with a vicious paſſion, a perſon that loaths it! and if ever my adoration ſhall oblige you to let fall any particular favour upon me, how well may <hi>Salome</hi> ſerve to excuſe it? and then how little reaſon have you to conſider a man which hath more right to the Title of Cruel Enemy than that of Husband?</q> 
                     <q>I have often told you, <hi>roply'd the Queen,</hi> that you ought not to ground any hope upon that conſideration, nay though I were releas'd of all which is due to <hi>He<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rod,</hi> yet I ſhall never forget what I owe to my ſelf. With ſuch anſwers as theſe, the Queen ſtill gently confuted me;</q> and in theſe pleaſing liberties of Diſcourſe were ſtor'd my beſt advantages: While this life laſted, I was but too happy; for my hopes had ſuch weak en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couragement to aſpire at better Fortune from ſuch a Virtue as <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s, as I did my beſt to bound my content in what I had.</p>
                  <p>The neceſſity I had of the aid of <hi>Sohemus,</hi> made me open my heart unto him: Beſides, by ſome Preſents I had gain'd <hi>Philo</hi> the Queens Eunuch, and <hi>Cleophe,</hi> whom of all her maids ſhe moſt truſted: theſe perſons (though the Queen knew it not) befriended me with their beſt induſtry, and I had no hard task to get ſome confidence among them, becauſe I knew the whole Family deteſted the King; Yet the Queen was ignorant of my influence upon her People; which had ſhe known, ſhe would never have ſuffer'd. She avoided all occaſions (as much as poſſible) of being alone with me; and when ſhe could not ſhun it, ſhe kept me in ſuch awe to diſpleaſe, as I had ſcarce the daring to open my mouth; yet ſometimes I broke theſe chains, and calling that commiſeration to my ſuccour, which ſhe ever had ready for my Miſeries, methought I taſted moſt delicious comforts in that very Liberty
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of ſpeaking; but when I preſumed, upon a large priviledge, to take a Kiſs from her Hand, ſhe would take ſuch an anger into her looks, as carried me to the extremities of grief and repentance.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time, if the circumſpection which I carried in all my actions, deceived the eyes of <hi>Herod</hi> and his Court, <hi>Salome</hi> (as the moſt intereſſed, and therefore the moſt clear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſighted of all others) finding little cauſe to attribute this contempt of mine to any thing but anticipation, ſet ſo much care and cunning awork, to obſerve my looks, and ſpy out all my actions, as at laſt ſhe began to gather part of the Truth; but ſhe had not then time to enlarge her Diſcovery, becauſe I ſoon after parted from <hi>Jeruſalem,</hi> and was oblig'd for a time to leave the Queen, upon an occaſion which I ſhall let you underſtand.</p>
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA, OR Love's Maſter-Piece. PART I.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. II.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Phraates <hi>upon the old quarrel, invadeth</hi> Judea <hi>with</hi> 30000 Parthians, <hi>under the Command of his Lieutenant</hi> Barſapharnes; <hi>they ravage and devaſt the Countrey about</hi> Samaria. Tyridates <hi>is ſent General by</hi> Herod <hi>with an Army to oppoſe them: He ſends a brave defi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance to</hi> Barſapharnes, <hi>which he ſtoutly accepts.</hi> Barſapharnes <hi>is ſlain in the Fight, and his Army totally routed.</hi> Tyridates <hi>returns to</hi> Jeruſalem, <hi>and is welcomm'd by a general applauſe.</hi> Salome <hi>plots his and</hi> Mariamne<hi>'s ruine, by kindling Jealouſie in</hi> Herod<hi>'s Breaſt, which enrages him to a reſolution of deſtroying</hi> Tyridates. Mariamne <hi>gives him notice of it by a Letter.</hi> Arſanes <hi>ſpills the Poyſon as he was lifting it up to his mouth.</hi> Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates, <hi>with his Servants, attempting an eſcape by flight, finds the Streets all blocked up with Souldiers; they endeavour to cut a paſſage with their Swords, but oppreſſed with a Multitude, are forced to take Sanctuary in the Temple. The Conteſtation between</hi> Herod <hi>and the Prieſts about him.</hi> Socius, <hi>a</hi> Roman <hi>Senator, interpoſes, and threatens</hi> Herod <hi>to a Conſent that</hi> Tyridates <hi>might go ſafely out of his Territories; He conducts him out of</hi> Jeru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſalem. Tyridates <hi>returns the ſame night in Diſguiſe; by</hi> Sohemus <hi>aid is admitted to the Queen, takes a paſſionate leave of her, and quits</hi> Judea; <hi>goes to</hi> Rome, <hi>and is Honourably treated by</hi> Auguſtus: <hi>His Melancholy drives him from thence: He is caſt upon the Shore of</hi> Alexandria, <hi>and ſo finiſhes his Story.</hi> Eteocles <hi>(commanded by</hi> Candace, <hi>to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaint her with his Fortunes) begins with thoſe of</hi> Cleopatra; <hi>her Deſcent, Beauty, and rare qualities; her Brother</hi> Ptolomie<hi>'s vicious inclinations, by the wicked advice of his Counſellers, he deſignes her Ruine; ſhe takes up Arms in her own Defence, is overpow'red, and beſieg'd by him in</hi> Peluſium. Pompey <hi>flies to him for Refuge after his</hi> Pharſalian <hi>Overthrow, and is baſely murder'd by his Command.</hi> Caeſar <hi>brings his victorious Army into</hi> Aegypt. Cleopatra <hi>petitions his Protection againſt her Brother; her Condition kindles Pity, and her Perſon Affection in</hi> Caeſars <hi>Heart: He reconciles them.</hi> Ptolomie<hi>'s trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cherous intentions to murder</hi> Caeſar, <hi>being diſcovered, he flies to open Arms. The Bloudy Sea-fight betwixt them, wherein he is ſlain,</hi> Caeſar <hi>Crowns</hi> Cleopatra <hi>Queen of</hi> Ae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gypt, <hi>and privately marries her.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>He Barbarous <hi>Phraates</hi> ſeeing he could neither prevail with <hi>Herod,</hi> to give me up into his hands, nor put me to death, which he had often ſolicited, and being otherwiſe his mortal Enemy, ſent thirty thouſand <hi>Parthians</hi> upon his Frontiers, under the Command of <hi>Barſapharnes,</hi> one of his Lieutenants, and the very ſame that ſome years before had taken <hi>Hircanus</hi> and <hi>Phaſelus</hi> Priſoners. <hi>Barſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pharnes</hi> did all the miſchiefs in <hi>Judea</hi> that Hoſtility could exerciſe, and made all that ſtood in his way, without diſtinction, feel his impartial Sword. Yet his March was not kept ſo ſecret, but (be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he entred <hi>Judea) Herod</hi> (that like a moſt prudent and vigilant Prince, alwaies kept ſtore of Spies in pay) had a timely notice of it, which made him rally his Forces with ſuch diligence, that before the <hi>Parthians</hi> had made any conſiderable progreſs, he was grown ſtrong enough to oppoſe them: He would gladly have marched in Perſon, but Miſtruſt (the ordinary companion of Tyranny) made him fear ſome palpitations in the heart of his E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtate, if he abſented himſelf; and therefore reſolv'd to ſend one of his Lieutenants. I had too
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much intereſt in this War, not to ſeek the employment; and all the regret I ſuffer'd to leave <hi>Mariamne,</hi> was ſwallow'd with the greedy deſire of glory and vengeance, which drew me at the feet of <hi>Herod,</hi> to ask the conduct of his Army: He was very well ſatisfied with what I had already done in his Service, and weighing the propriety I had both in the Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tive and Succeſs of that War, he concluded he could not put his Forces into better hands than mine; and therefore freely beſtow'd the Command upon me.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as my Equipage was ready, I diſpoſed my ſelf to part from that place, where I left the better part of my Soul. The Queen (who could not hate me, though my Paſſion ſtill perplext her) was well pleas'd to hear the King had given me this Employment, and told me in moſt obliging terms, She had an opinion that I would bring home a fair en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creaſe of Honour: But when at the Even of my departure, I deſir'd ſhe would give me a particular Audience, and permit me to take leave of her in her Chamber, without any further witneſſes but thoſe we ſuſpected not, ſhe was deaf to my Prayer; and after ſhe had begun with ſome ſharp words, to ſhew me how much the Requeſt diſpleaſed her: <hi>No, Tyridates</hi> (purſu'd ſhe, with a milder look) <hi>this Conference is not neceſſary; I know already all you would ſay: nor are you ignorant of what I have to anſwer you; caſhier theſe unjuſt deſires, if it be poſſible, and believe it, If a high eſteem of your Virtues, and a thouſand wiſhes for your Happineſs, may requite your affections, you ſhall never have cauſe to call me ungrateful.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Though theſe words were perfectly innocent, yet the Queen fear'd they betray'd too much Favour, and could not let them go without a bluſh, wherein I read ſo much ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viſhing ſweetneſs, and fancied ſuch advantages for my ſelf, that I found nothing in my condition that might patronize complaint. I did all that was poſſible to obtain leave to write to her: At firſt ſhe return'd me a mild refuſal; but in fine, ſhe abſolutely forbad me any further importunity: I ſubmitted to her without repining; and being conſtrain'd to take leave of her in the preſence of the King and the chief Courtiers, I render'd the ſame reſpects to <hi>Salome,</hi> who was then in the preſence, by this means avoiding a troubleſome Diſcourſe, in which a particular farewel might probably have engaged me. She well un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtood my intention, and adding this to her former quarrel, ſhe could not keep her ſpight from breaking into her looks; but when I bow'd to ſalute her, after the <hi>Jewiſh</hi> mode, ſhe lifted up her head, and thus whiſper'd as low as was poſſible: <hi>Signior</hi> Tyrida<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes, <hi>your Carriage is fair, but ſomewhat dangerous.</hi> I had no time to reply to this, and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed it had put me into ſo much diſorder, that I ſhould hardly have found out fit words for an anſwer; and this ſhe underſtood ſo plainly by my looks, as it powerfully ſerved to confirm her ſuſpition.</p>
               <p>Thus I parted from <hi>Hieruſalem,</hi> and putting my ſelf in the Head of the Army, which attended my coming, we marched towards <hi>Samaria,</hi> where <hi>Barſapharnes</hi> had made ſome progreſs, and already burnt ſome Villages, with ſome little Cities, that were not able to make reſiſtance. <hi>Madam,</hi> I ſuppoſe you willing to learn the events of this War in a few words; I ſhall endeavour therefore to contract a Narration that may ſound too harſh to your tender Ears, and only tell you that I advanced by great Marches towards <hi>Barſaphar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> and being arriv'd within two dayes March of the place where his Army was encamp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, I ſent to offer him Battel, and to let him know that <hi>Tyridates</hi> himſelf had brought his Head into the Field; and if he could get the good will of Victory, he ſhould reap that deſired fruit of his Enterprize, with the entire ſatisfaction of his Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Barſapharnes</hi> (who was eſpouſed to the cruel diſpoſition of his King) gladly accepted the Battel, and (truſting in the <hi>Parthian</hi> Valour) quitted his Quarters, to advance towards ours. Upon the ſecond day, the Armies came in view, and both being ranged with as much care as we were capable to carry, there began a moſt cruel and bloudy Battel: The <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thians</hi> were doubtleſs much better Souldiers than the <hi>Jews,</hi> and their numbers full as great as ours; but the Gods favour'd the Juſtice of my Cauſe, and we ſo happily made good our choice of ſome local advantages, as after an obſtinate diſpute, which coſt us five or ſix thouſand lives, Victory came and lighted upon our Banners. The hatred which the <hi>Jews</hi> bare to the <hi>Parthians,</hi> made it more bloody than I deſired; and though the unnatural <hi>Phraates</hi> had deeply provoked me, yet in the purſuit I us'd all the power I had to ſpare the <hi>Parthian</hi> Bloud, and to draw thoſe out of the Victors hands that had not yet felt their fury. A <hi>Jew</hi> preſented me with the Head of <hi>Barſapharnes,</hi> and though the view at the ſame time gave me horrour and compaſſion, yet I thought it fit to ſend it to the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> in ſtead of that which he demanded, and to let him know by that preſent in what manner I was able to defend mine againſt his inhumane purſuits: The Priſoners I ſent freely home again, by this gentle uſage, obliging them to deteſt the cruelty of their King; and after we had repair'd the damages the <hi>Parthians</hi> had made upon the Frontier, and put
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the Fortreſſes there in a better condition of reſiſtance, I triumphantly return'd to <hi>Hieruſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lem</hi> where I was receiv'd by the people with great Acclamation, by <hi>Herod</hi> with extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary Careſſes, and my fair Queen bad me welcome, with an aſpect that aſſur'd me, the im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunity ſhe receiv'd from my Paſſion, could not wipe out her intereſt in my ſucceſs.</p>
               <p>But Oh! the pride of my Content! when I learn'd from her fair mouth, that ſhe had admitted fear for the hazard of my Life, what could I do, nay, what acknowledgment might my thoughts be capable to fathom, that might ſuit with the effects of ſuch a boun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty? This put me in poſſeſſion of the moſt glorious eſtate that my reaſon would let me wiſh for; and though the Divine <hi>Mariamne</hi> was neither able nor willing to bow her ſoul to any ſentiments which ſhe judged unjuſt and criminal, yet ſhe let me have as much eſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mation and affection as innocence could part with. All thoſe (to whom either good for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, or a long perſeverance had given an entire poſſeſſion of what they lov'd) could not boaſt ſo dear a ſatisfaction as mine; nor could I fancy ſo much glory and happineſs in ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving the rereſt beauties of the World at my feet, as I found in kiſſing the Robe of <hi>Mari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>amne;</hi> I ſay her Robe; for I never kiſſed her hand, but by ſurprizal; and when I took that Licence, it coſt me the pains of many days to expiate the boldneſs.</p>
               <p>The different effects of my paſſion produced as many varieties in her; ſometimes ſhe laughed at the extravagancies which the violence of it forced from me, but the cruelty of my ſufferings ſtill made her conclude with Pity. Indeed ſhe would take up an earneſt an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, when any word chanced to ſeape my Mouth, that ſhe thought favoured of impiety; for the ſeverity of her Religion, which acknowledged but one Deity, would not permit me to attribute any thing Divine unto her; but when I did, ſhe would uſe all the authori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty ſhe had to command me ſilence.</p>
               <p>I received her words as I would do Oracles; for ſhe never ſpake any thing but what de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerv'd an entire attention, and an eternal memory. <q>
                     <hi>Tyridates, ſaid ſhe one day to me,</hi> how commendable it would be in you, and how much you might oblige me for my ſake and your own, to recover your ſelf of this diſtemper, which muſt be fatal to one of us, and poſſibly may betray us both to deſtruction; I ſuffer'd the beginning of it with an indulgence that cannot be excus'd, and 'tis that hath render'd me guilty both of your misfortunes and your faults; Employ the ſame courage wherewith you vanquiſh'd <hi>Judea</hi>'s enemies, to combat this Domeſtick Foe. I know you have virtue enough for the Deſign, if you would uſe it; try but to oppoſe it with all the Forces of your reaſon, and you will carry an undoubted victory, in which both you and I ſhall find our perfect repoſe and ſatisfaction. I have yet by the Grace of my God led my life in innocence, and taken no licence from the provocations of <hi>Herod</hi> to commit any act unworthy of my Birth; do not deſire, <hi>Tyridates,</hi> to blemiſh that in me which you prize higheſt, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe 'tis undefiled; to drop a blot upon my Fame, which can never be waſhed off a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain; if you have yet blinded the eyes of <hi>Herod,</hi> do not dim you own with a hope of the ſame ſucceſs for the future. <hi>Salome</hi> hath an intereſt that will ſet Spies upon all your actions, and ſoon diſcover enough to ruine you; and if that cruel woman doth neither ſpare the cleareſt innocence, nor the neareſt alliance, 'tis but juſt you ſhould fear her as a Stranger, and a man who in her opinion is already culpable.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The fair <hi>Queen</hi> utter'd theſe words with a Grace wholly Divine: but alas! they found little inclination in me to be ſo wrought upon; for what influence could ſhe hope upon a ſpirit that had reſerv'd no power to diſpoſe of it ſelf, that could reſent nothing in thoſe ſweet words, but what redoubled the paſſion they diſſwaded, and render'd it incapable of that rigorous complacence ſhe demanded. I ſhewed her this weakneſs of mine in as paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſionate and ſubmiſſive expreſſions as my love could utter, proteſted how impoſſible it was to obey her, and forgot nothing that I thought might ſtir her goodneſs: I ſay her good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs; for upon that only I built all my Fortune.</p>
               <p>But I had roved too much in a Calm, too long belied my unfortunate Birth, and the Sci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence of thoſe Aſtrologers that condemned me to ſo many misfortunes; Till then I had ſo warily kept my paſſion under hatches, as the King (though of a moſt diffident nature) had not perceived it; but <hi>Salome</hi> that ſurveyed my actions, with more deſign than all the reſt, who of her ſelf was one of the ſubtileſt Women in the World, at firſt ſuſpected, and in the end by divers marks diſcovered the truth of it. Of this ſhe gave me ſome intelligence by the words ſhe let fall at my departure for the Army; and though they ſenſibly touched and taught me to carry more care in my behaviour for the future, to leſſen her ſuſpition, yet all thoſe endeavours proved unfruitful, and the Artifice I employ'd to diſguiſe my Affection, (which in all likelihood would have gotten credit in any Soul but <hi>Salome</hi>'s) in her produ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced an affection quite contrary, and confirm'd her in that miſchievous belief ſhe had already entertain'd; when this was once eſtabliſhed in her head, Spight came,
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and joyned ſo violently with it, that in a ſhort time I think Hatred flam'd higher in her heart than ever Love had done: the Queen ſhe alwayes mortally hated, as well out of envy of her admirable qualities, which had inſpir'd all others with Love and Veneration, as ſome diſdain ſhe apprehended in that great Princeſs, who indeed could not ſo debaſe her ſpirit to ſmile on ſuch as ſhe deem'd unworthy of affability: Beſides, her power was too great with the King, and <hi>Salome</hi> that aim'd to be uppermoſt in his favour, was ſtung with diſcontent at the Queens authority.</p>
               <p>With theſe conſiderations ſhe mingled her Jealouſie, which ſtirr'd up ſuch impetuous ſtorms in her Breaſt, as made it capable of the fouleſt Treaſons and blackeſt Crimes; and if ſhe hardly endured her diſreſpect and authority, ſhe could not look upon her as a Rival, without reſolving her ruine, and with her to deſtroy that, which a few dayes before her Affection had ſet at ſo high a value.</p>
               <p>This change may appear ſtrange unto you; but it was ſo true, that ſhe no ſooner belie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved me amorous of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> but that Love, with which ſhe had before perplexed me, was converted into ſuch a Hatred, as render'd her apt to entertain moſt violent reſoluti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and ſet her preſently a hatching a deſign to involve me in the miſchiefs ſhe prepar'd for that innocent Princeſs; ſhe was ſo well acquainted with the King her Brothers ſpirit, as ſhe knew it to be of the ſame temper with her own, and therefore doubted not but to make the leaſt impreſſions ſhe could give him, powerful enough to deſtroy us. By this way, as the moſt aſſured, and the leaſt dangerous, ſhe reſolved our ruine, and began to labour it with all the ſubtilty that her Malice could invent: ſhe firſt began to obſerve the long ſtay I made in <hi>Judea,</hi> notwithſtanding that I might elſewhere find Sanctuaries of more aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſurance, and that the Emperour <hi>Auguſtus</hi> (an enemy to the King of <hi>Parthia)</hi> had invited me to <hi>Rome,</hi> and offer'd me a peaceable retreat there, with all ſorts of ſuccours againſt <hi>Phraates:</hi> ſhe ſhew'd him how it diſagreed with Reaſon, that I ſhould diſdain ſuch ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantagious offers, to be ſupported by the Maſters of the Earth, if I had not ſome power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful tie in <hi>Judea.</hi> Then without unmasking her Deſign, ſhe made him curiouſly to mark my Actions, deſired him often to obſerve my Face when I entred the Queens Chamber, to take notice of my Sighs, my paſſionate Looks, with divers paſſages, in which a violent Love cannot belie it ſelf to the eyes of intereſſed perſons that will carefully ſurvey them. Theſe things in a ſhort time wrought upon <hi>Herod</hi>'s ſpirit, and (as none was more tender<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſenſible and impatient in that reſpect than he) I ſhould ſoon have felt his fury if he had not been reſtrain'd by divers conſiderations.</p>
               <p>Beſides the hatred which he bare to <hi>Phraates,</hi> and the ſervices I had render'd to his Crown, he conſider'd me as one protected by <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who had oft writ to him in my fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour, and expreſs'd a particular care of me: This dexterous and Politick King diſſembled his firſt reſentments, only he made known to <hi>Salome</hi> a part of his Suſpition; and when that malicious waſp perceiv'd ſhe had made way for her intention, and half train'd the King to her deſign, ſhe neglected no time to ſtrike the blow as ſhe had premeditated.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe one day to him, <hi>I am conſtrain'd to declare that which (till now) the care I che<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſhed for the quiet of your Family, made me conceal; but the peace of your mind being yet more dear to me, hath overcome all thoſe conſiderations, that made me diſſemble my thoughts. Seek no more for the cauſe of</hi> Mariamne<hi>'s diſdain, her averſion doth not ſpring from a reſentment for the death of her Kindred; for were ſhe not prevented by another paſſion, the proofs of your love muſt needs have ſoftned her: That Rock ſo inſenſible to your Careſſes, is not ſo unrelenting to others, for that</hi> Parthi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>an <hi>that holds his ſafety of your Charity, does doubtleſs love her with better luck than you; I have diſcover'd their intelligence by divers marks, and whatever care they took to diſguiſe it, their paſſion hath ſo blinded them, that they have loſt all power to diſſemble it, and I fear at laſt the whole Court will perceive it with ſeandal; I ſtrugled hard before I could reſolve with my ſelf to reveal this to you, and I ſhould have been willing at the price of my bloud to have ſhunn'd the occaſion of it with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out betraying you; but at laſt, Sir, my Zeal for your intereſts, and my indignation at the Queen's Ingratitude, have vanquiſhed thoſe Reaſons that would enjoyn me ſilence.</hi>
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               <p>While <hi>Salome</hi> ſpake, the King accompanied her Diſcourſe with many ſighs, and ſwal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low'd at deep draughts the poiſon ſhe had prepar'd him; this firſt information wanted lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle of tranſporting him to ſome fatal action: but, as he had ſhewn much power upon him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf in divers encounters, he then maſtered theſe firſt motions, and grew deſirous to diſcover further, before he enterpriz'd things that might bring him ſuch diſpleaſing conſequences. For this reaſon, ſuppreſſing his apprehenſions as much as poſſible: <q>Siſter, <hi>ſaid he</hi> to <hi>Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lome,</hi> I am oblig'd to you for the advice you have given me, and doubt not but it parts from the affection you bare me; I have already had ſuſpitions conform'd to your belief, but they were not ſo ſtrongly grounded to ſeize wholly upon my judgment; beſides, I have underſtood the Queen's virtues by ſo many proofs, as I found it hard to believe
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that her averſion to me could urge her to the violation of her duty: Yet now I begin to lean to your opinion, and with you to judge it almoſt impoſſible that a thouſand ardent proofs of my affection ſhould not efface the Queens reſentments, nor ſo much as ſoften her rocky heart, if ſhe had not given it to another. I love her but too well, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinu'd he with a ſigh, too too well I love that ingrateful Woman, and though ſhe un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>worthily abuſes my love, yet I cannot chooſe but love her.</q> He ſtop'd at theſe words, walked up and down the Chamber with an action that expreſt his tranſport and irreſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lution, wherein <hi>Salome</hi> might read, that her plot had not ill ſucceeded.</p>
               <p>Ah! <hi>Tyridates</hi> cry'd he, after ſome ſilence, doſt thou thus requite the protection and refuge I have given thee? doſt thou not fear to find that in my juſt anger which thou haſt avoided by my aſſiſtance? had I deſerv'd to have felt thy indignation, couldſt thou not have galled me in a part leſs ſenſible? And canſt thou believe that a cruel Brother is more formidable than a jealous Husband, than a paſſionate lover? He mingled theſe words with freſh Sighs, and again took ſome turns in the Room; then turning to <hi>Salome,</hi> 
                  <q>Siſter, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> before we enterprize any thing upon the advice you have given, 'tis fit we inſtruct our ſelves farther; for the quality of <hi>Tyridates,</hi> back'd with the care that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> takes of his ſafety, preſcribes me much caution; if you pleaſe, continue to improve your diſcovery of the truth, and on my ſide I ſhall take ſuch care, as it ſhall prove a very hard task for them ſtill to abuſe me.</q>
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               <p>This was the diſcourſe between the King and <hi>Salome,</hi> all which a while after I learn'd from <hi>Sohemus,</hi> who had been told it by an Officer of the Kings, his intimate Friend, that over-heard it in the Anti-Chamber.</p>
               <p>From that day theſe two malicious ſpirits employed all their care to obſerve my beha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viour, and indeed I confeſs, that (whatever circumſpection I endeavour'd to carry,) many paſſages ſlip'd from me, capable to undiſguiſe my paſſion to perſons ſo powerfully concern'd; my Looks, Sighs, and change of Countenance often betrayed me, for before I underſtood the Kings ſuſpition, I behav'd my ſelf with leſs prudence than I ſhould have uſed, had I diſtruſted it; the Queen was yet more narrowly ſifted, and as that great Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs obſerv'd ſomething in me (if I may ſpeak it with modeſty) that gave me a better title to her eſteem than any of the <hi>Jews,</hi> and poſſibly feeling her ſelf obliged to my perſevering reſpectuous paſſion, ſhe compell'd herſelf to ſhew ſuch apprehenſions of it, as reaſon told her were full of innocence, and treated me in publick with a countenance capable to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firm the King in thoſe cruel impreſſions <hi>Salome</hi> had given him.</p>
               <p>This Jealous Prince that ſaw not but with the troubled Eyes of his ſuſpition, beheld all our actions, as if every one had the Countenance of a Criminal; the effects of the Queens goodneſs and civility were interpreted for ſo many marks of her affection, and thus he was ready every moment to abandon himſelf to ſuch a rage, as almoſt poſed all the prudence he could make to tame it. I often marked theſe changes both in his looks and his humour: and, though in the whole courſe of his life he had appear'd the moſt dexterous diſſembler of all men, yet his raging jealouſie had ſo weakned the power, which uſually held the reins of his paſſions, as he could not ſo well contain himſelf, but I diſcover'd much coldneſs and change in the diſcourſe and entertainment he made me; indeed I ſhould have apprehended all theſe things with ſuch a ſpirit as his, and doubtleſs had ſo, if the pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>erful love of <hi>Mariamne</hi> had not ſtifled that in my Soul, which nature places there for our proper ſafety, and forc'd a neglect of all that care I ſhould have carried about me for the preſervation of my life: The Queen perceiv'd this (which ſhe always ſuſpected) as ſoon as I, and though her conſcience witneſſed to her ſelf the innocence of her carriage, yet ſhe was deſirous to avoid the danger ſhe apprehended, by treating me with a more reſerv'd behaviour, if poſſible, than ſhe had done formerly. I ſtudied a more ſpecious diſſimula<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, but it was too late, the tempeſt was already riſen, and at laſt made it ſelf known by moſt dangerous flaſhes.</p>
               <p>One day, the remembrance of which I muſt preſerve as the moſt remarkable of my life, the very ſame whereon the <hi>Jems</hi> celebrate that which they call the Feaſt of <hi>Tabernacles,</hi> being deſirous through curioſity (though of different Religion) to aſſiſt at their Ceremo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies, I accompany'd the King to that famous <hi>Temple,</hi> which from the Name of its Founder, they call the <hi>Temple</hi> of <hi>Solomon,</hi> and which for Riches and admirable ſtructure may paſs with more juſtice than that of <hi>Diana</hi> at <hi>Epheſus,</hi> or that of <hi>Jupiter</hi> the <hi>Olympian,</hi> for one of the Worlds wonders; at firſt the Ceremonies borrowed my attention, for me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thought they were very ſpecious: but in fine, no longer able to keep them off, I tranſported all my thoughts to <hi>Mariamne,</hi> and with thoſe tyed my eyes to her face, with ſo attentive a regard, as though <hi>Arſanes,</hi> who ſtood behind me, often endeavour'd to call me to my ſelf, and made me mark in what manner the King obſerv'd me, I had much ado to retire
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them for a few moments, while the Sacrifice laſted, nor was I ignorant of the fault I com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted, but I believe the <hi>Gods</hi> ſtruck my Reaſon blind to puniſh my offence of aſſiſting at the <hi>Sacrifices</hi> of a <hi>Religion</hi> which was enemy to theirs: whatever the cauſe was, that was the day wherein the King abandon'd himſelf to his Jealouſie, though poſſibly he had not yet determin'd upon the reſolution he was to take. Coming back from the <hi>Temple,</hi> he went to viſit the Queens Lodging, full of furious thoughts, his Face carried the Copy of his troubled Soul, and his eyes ſparkled Meſſages of Death: Yet they were no ſooner en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>countred by the <hi>Queens,</hi> but all their ſtorms clear'd up, and thoſe tempeſts which rage had rais'd againſt her, by that marvellous aſcendent ſhe had upon his Spirit, did homage to the charms of her beauty, and grew calm in a moment; of one terrible as a Lion, in a few minutes he became mild and tractable; and in ſtead of uttering the threats he had pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>par'd, his diſarmed Anger gave place to Kindneſs, which rendred his Spirit pliable to Careſſes and Flatteries.</p>
               <p>He made the <hi>Queen</hi> a diſcourſe full of Affection, which ſhe receiv'd with her uſual mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſty: but then offering to take ſome liberties with her, which he might have lawfully believ'd his due, if (by ſo many cruelties inflicted upon her and hers) he had not viola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted the Rights, and loſt all thoſe advantages of which Marriage had poſſeſt him, that cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ragious Princeſs, who could never tamely hide her reſentment in a diſguiſe, diſdainfully repulſt him.</p>
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                  <hi>Herod,</hi> that was not ignorant of the true cauſe of this, though he ſuſpected others, would not take a denyal from her firſt coldneſs; but perceiving ſhe reſiſted with an invin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cible reſolution, and being no way able to obtain theſe favours from her, which his deſires were greedy of, he recall'd that Choler that had ſo lately ſhook him, and beholding her with Eyes that ſparkled fury; <hi>Ingrateful Woman,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>do not longer think to abuſe me by thy ſpecious pretences; but know I am not ignorant that it is the love of</hi> Tyridates, <hi>and not the memory of</hi> Hircanus, <hi>or</hi> Ariſtobulus <hi>that renders thee inflexible to thy Husband's Kindneſs.</hi>
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               <p>Though the <hi>Queen</hi> had ever fear'd theſe things from <hi>Herod's</hi> humour, yet ſhe could not be leſs than ſurpriz'd at this language, and appear'd as if ſhe had been ſtruck with a Thun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derbolt; her Tongue remain'd mute, her Viſage chang'd colour, and from the profound aſtoniſhment which <hi>Herod</hi> there obſerved, he received cruel confirmations of his Jealous thoughts. This apprehenſion redoubled his fury, and now not doubting but the Queens powerfull ſurpriſal roſe from the reproaches of her Conſcience, and the ſhame or fear ſhe might have to ſee her Paſſion diſcovered, he gave himſelf up to the moſt furious tranſports that rage could inſpire, and had much ado to keep it from committing outrage upon her Perſon; but he upbraided her with the moſt injurious words that Choler could invent; <q>How now Traitreſs, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> muſt I then be rob'd by a <hi>Barbarian's</hi> witchcraft, of what is only due to my ſelf? And thou, that wouldſt fain paſs for a demure <hi>Zealot,</hi> does it ſuit with the Law of thy God, or the repute of the World, that thou findeſt more ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs in the ſhameful embraces of an Infidel, than the Legitimate affections of a Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band? Ah! diſloyal Woman, unworthy of a Love, which has preſerved thee in a rank from whence thou haſt deſerved to fall with thy Family, a Love that hath expoſed me too, to the Contempt of my People; is it by theſe infamous paſſions thou makeſt good thy claim to the <hi>Macchabean</hi> blood, of which thou haſt ſo often boaſted? Thinkeſt thou thoſe illuſtrious <hi>Aſmoneans,</hi> with whoſe glory thou haſt ſtill reproached me, (ſhould they return to the World) could approve of the ignominious preference thou makeſt of an exiled <hi>Parthian,</hi> to a King, whom the lateſt of thy Anceſtors gave thee for a Husband, or rather who honoured thee with the Title of his Spouſe, when he might have uſed thee as his ſubject?</q>
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               <p>He accompanied theſe words with a torrent of others more cruel and injurious; during which the fair Queen, having had time to reſtore her ſelf from her firſt aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, began to regard with all the aſſurance that innocence could give her; and, nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther able to make her ſpirit flexible to his Flatteries, nor her own juſtification, of which ſhe believ'd him unworthy, after that he had given ſome truce to his invectives. <q>Finiſh, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> thou cruel Man, finiſh thy rage, and believe that after the exerciſe of ſo much brutiſh cruelty upon mine, thou may'ſt give it leave to let fall its laſt effects upon my ſelf; there only remains the laſt part of it to be acted upon me; for having had (by the murther of my deareſt friends, by a miſerable Captivity, and the bloudy orders thou gaveſt for my own) my repoſe ſo often tortured, there reſts no more but to aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſault my Honour, which by the favour of Heaven I have till now defended from thy horrid perſecutions: do, tear my Reputation, which hath maintained it ſelf pure and ſpotleſs in my misfortunes, and ſtill perſecute the <hi>Aſmonean</hi> memory by the ſhame
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thou prepareſt for the laſt of its Illuſtrious bloud, which thou haſt ſpilt ſo brutiſhly; Hope not I will aſſert my innocence; no, that account muſt only be rendred to him that knows it, and by his goodneſs will defend it againſt the calumny of my Enemies: believe all of the unfortunate <hi>Mariamne,</hi> wherewith her envious detractors have inſpir'd thee: Thy cruelties have given me but too much cauſe to diſpence with the juſtification which I owe to him, whom Heaven in its anger gave me for a Husband: but do not involve ſuch perſons in my miſery, as have no part in the crime thou impoſeſt; and if thy rage demands a victim to appeaſe it, ſeek no other than her whom thou haſt taught to deſire Death, by rendring her Life calamitous.</q>
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               <p>The laſt words of the <hi>Queen</hi> tranſported <hi>Herod</hi> to the fartheſt degrees of fury: and now, more than believing the care ſhe took of my juſtification, while ſhe diſdained her own, could ſpring from no other root but that of Love, he concluded the proof clear enough to convince her; and not able ſo far to over-rule this belief, to diſſemble his intention; <q>Yes perfidious Creature, <hi>cryed he,</hi> I will credit all that my eyes and ears, and not the en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vious detractors, have told me; I will credit all that will convince thee of the moſt ſhamefull and blackeſt of all Treaſons; and in fine, believe that of thee, which thou wouldeſt I ſhould do, and diſdainſt to diſavow: The care thou takeſt of that ingratefull wretch, which has ſo baſely betrayed me, to the prejudice of thy own ſafety, ſhall ſuffice for his and thy Condemnation: the ruin of that thou holdeſt ſo dear, ſhall begin the puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment ofthy diſloyalty, and the choice of victims due to my juſt anger ſhall not be at thy diſpoſal; for before thou learneſt what to reſolve upon thy ſelf, prepare to know what I ſhall execute upon the perſon of thy Adulterer.</q>
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               <p>At theſe words he flung out of the Chamber, with a Countenance ſo furious, as thoſe that met him in the paſſage could not behold him without trembling; Alas, how er<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roneous was the opinion he had of my fortune? how remote was I from that Soveraign degree of happineſs, and how worthy my condition had been of envie, had his ſuſpitions been true.</p>
               <p>In the mean time I was at my Lodging, wholly ignorant of what had paſſed at the Palace, and employed the reſt of that day upon my ordinary diverſions. The hour of Supper being come, I was ſerv'd after the uſual manner, and ſitting at the Table with ſome friends of the Court, which were come to viſit me, we had done part of our repaſt; when, calling for drink, one of the Kings Cup-bearers that was accuſtomed to ſerve me, preſented the Cup with a troubled look, and diſcompos'd countenance: I obſerved this change in his Viſage, but made no reflection upon it, only contented my ſelf to ask him if he was not well; and in the mean time taking the Cup from his hands, I was carrying it to my mouth, when <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſanes</hi> enter'd the Chamber, and haſtily running up to me, juſt as I touched the Cup with my lips, he ruſhed againſt my arm ſo rudely, as he made me let fall the Cup, and ſpill the Liquor, part on the Table, and part upon my Cloths: this action of <hi>Arſanes</hi> was ſo little reſpectful, that (knowing his diſpoſition) I concluded he had not done it without ſome powerful motive: but he ſtayed not till I ſhould ask the reaſon, and (deſirous to hide his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent from thoſe were with me) <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I beſeech you to pardon the offence which my raſh haſte made me commit, and be pleaſed to vouchſafe me the liberty of your ear for one moment.</q> This ſaid, he drew me by the Arm, with an action ſo earneſt, as I percei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved he had ſome advice of importance to communicate: I roſe from the Table, making a bad excuſe to thoſe that ſupp'd with me, and followed <hi>Arſanes</hi> into my Cabinet, which he firſt entred. We were no ſooner there, but, <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi>
                  </q> nothing but a ſpeedy flight can ſave your life, the Gods in good time conducted me hither to ſpill the Poyſon was prepar'd you; but if we ſtay longer here, it will not be poſſible, with the ſame fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cility, to put by thoſe other dangers that menace you; Read this Note, which juſt now I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived of the Queens chief <hi>Eunuch;</hi> it is written with her own hand; and if the Gods conſent that we eſcape, tis to her alone you owe your ſafety: I was amazed at the words and actions of <hi>Arſanes,</hi> and without reply to his Diſcourſe, I took the Letter, where I found theſe words written with the hand of my Divine Queen.</p>
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                     <head>Mariamne <hi>to Prince</hi> Tyridates.</head>
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                        <hi>THE peril to which I expoſe my ſelf in writing to you, cannot hinder an advice which I owe to your vertue, and the proofs of your affection.</hi> Tyridates, <hi>if it be poſſible ſave your ſelf, and ſtay no longer in a place, where Poyſon and Sword are employed to give you Death.</hi>
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I read over the Billet twice or thrice, kiſs'd thoſe amiable Characters which that ado<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable hand had traced, and after the peruſal, I was much to ſeek, whether the cruelty of <hi>Herod,</hi> that ſought to deſtroy me, after he had given me ſhelter, or the goodneſs of <hi>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riamne,</hi> who took ſuch noble pains to preſerve my life with the peril of her own, touch'd me deepeſt; I knew not to which of theſe reſentments my ſoul was to give preheminence, but I know well the death that was threatned could not put on ſo rude a ſhape as that de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parture to which I ſaw my ſelf condemn'd by the hand of <hi>Mariamne.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The grief I felt was too prodigious to be wrap'd in words, I ſtood a long time ſilent and immoveable, which <hi>Arſanes</hi> (who had ballanced the eſtate of my Affairs) diſappro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving, after he had often urged me to reſolve; <hi>What would you I ſhould do</hi> ſaid I? <hi>what Reſolution can you wiſh me to take in ſo cruel a propoſition? think you this life, which through your care I have miſerably drag'd from Court to Court, is ſo dear to divorce me from</hi> Mariamne? <hi>do you believe this ſeparation more eaſie than that of my Soul from my Body? Shall I abandon her for ever, whom I can ſcarce leave for a moment without dying? And to avoid one ſingle death, ſhall I carry a thouſand in my Breſt through all thoſe places where my pitileſs Fortune ſhall lead me? Ah! Let us die firſt, continued I, walking a great pace, without liſtening to the Reaſons</hi> Arſanes <hi>preſſed for departure, let us die a ready death, ſince a ſlow one is much more ſenſible, leave the Body cold and pale in that place which the Soul cannot abandon; and ſince we muſt die one way, let us ſeek to die in the eyes of</hi> Mariamne; <hi>and if that glory be refuſed, at leaſt give up that Spirit which neither was, nor ever ſhall be, but to her, as near her as is poſſible.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I pronounc'd theſe words with an action full of tranſport; and while thus my irre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution ſhook me with ſuch terrible inquietudes, <hi>Arſanes</hi> loſt all his loyal pains about me; but after he had alledged divers perſwaſive reaſons, to which I could not ſo much as lend attention: <q>
                     <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I doubt not but you diſpoſe your ſelf to this parting with much regret;</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>but if the care of your own life cannot oblige you, conſider the command you re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiv'd from the Queen, you will find it ſo expreſs, that if you have any reſpect left for her, it is impoſſible to diſobey it.</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>The Queens command,</hi> replied I, <hi>proceeds from nought but a compaſſionate care ſhe takes of my life: did ſhe know that to die were a thouſand times more pleaſing then to quit her for ever, ſhe would doubtleſs permit me to ſtay here ſtill.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>Arſanes</hi> was about to reply, though he could never have perſwaded me, when my Governour entred the Cloſet, and told me in a few words, that <hi>Sohemus</hi> deſir'd to ſpeak with me, that favour'd by the nights darkneſs, he had ſlipt into the Garden where he attended me, not daring to approach farther without running a danger too manifeſt, and giving the King ſuch ſuſpitions as might bereave him of the means to ſerve me.</p>
               <p>I ran without replying to the place where <hi>Sohemus</hi> waited, without a Torch, or any company but <hi>Arſanes</hi> and my Governour, and ſo ſoon as I came at him, <hi>Well my dear friend,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>embracing him, then we muſt either die or ſeparate, and by the Cruelty of</hi> Herod <hi>and Fate, either Life or</hi> Mariamne <hi>muſt be quitted.</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Yes Sir, replied</hi> Sohemus, <hi>and if you uſe not diligence,</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>'tis poſſible you will have both ſnatched from you.</hi> 
                  <q>That may eaſily be done, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> and I ſhall feel leſs pain and repugnance that way, than violently to chain my Body where my Soul refuſes to keep it company.</q> Then I repeated almoſt the ſame things I talked to <hi>Arſanes,</hi> to which when he had lent an attention as ſerious as the troubles that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>volv'd us had left him; <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>if you love the Queen, you ought not to conſult farther, nor enlarge your explications upon her commands, which cannot be but fatal to one or other; if you neglect your own life, you ought to conſider hers, and to believe, that while you are in</hi> Judea, <hi>ſhe can never be in ſafety; 'tis not only againſt you that the Kings anger does lighten, 'tis rather her that this riſing ſtorm doth threaten, and you have no other way to keep it off her head, than by removing the cauſe of the Kings cruel Jealouſie.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Then in order he briefly recounted what he had learn'd of the Conference between the King and Queen from the chief <hi>Eunuch,</hi> who had over-heard it, and thus by urging the Queens ſafety and repoſe, he rang'd all that was repugnant in me under his obedience. Yet I could not diſpoſe my ſelf to forſake the Queen for ever, but I reſolved for ſome time to fly the rage of <hi>Herod,</hi> and in the mean time to go in ſearch of ſome occaſions that might either reſtore my condition by the knowledge he might gain of the Queens innocence, or if it were poſſible, procure to ſee her without her knowledge: this was my hope that got my conſent to part, but I would rather have taken a thouſand deaths, than given it to take eternal leave of <hi>Mariamne.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>While I diſcours'd with <hi>Sohemus,</hi> thanked him for his good Offices, and promis'd a perpetual Amity, with ſuch a ſhare in my Fortunes, as his own deſires ſhould crave (if ever the Gods thought fit to change them) and drew promiſes from him to perſevere in his faithful aſſiſtance, <hi>Arſanes</hi> and my Governour got ready our Arms and Horſes, and having
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caus'd them to be led without noiſe by three or four <hi>Parthian</hi> Servitors to the Garden Gate (that had ſerv'd me from my Infancy, and follow'd me in all my Voyages) and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving carefully pack'd up my Jewels and Money, with what elſe was neceſſary, I rewarded <hi>Sohemus</hi> with ſome Gems of great value, and leaving others in his hand to give to <hi>Cleophe</hi> and the <hi>Eunuch</hi> that had been my Conſidents, I bid him adien with tears in my Eyes, and arming my ſelf, in a ſhort time I got to Horſe with <hi>Arſanes,</hi> my Governour, and my faithful <hi>Parthians,</hi> without taking any <hi>Jew</hi> along with me, or ſo much as letting them know of my departure.</p>
               <p>I went out at the ſame Gate <hi>Sohemus</hi> enter'd, which open'd into an unfrequented ſtreet; while I iſſued out at the back-ſide of my Lodging, the Front of it was aſſaulted by thoſe that <hi>Herod</hi> had ſent either to take or kill me; and, as they had order to environ my Lodging, I had not trod many ſteps in the ſtreets before I ſaw both ends of it ſeiz'd upon by a great number of Souldiers, that ſhut up the paſſage on all ſides. I perceiv'd I ſhould find it a hard task to ſave my ſelf, yet I reſolv'd to ſell either my life or liberty as dear as poſſible, and turning to thoſe that follow'd me: <hi>Are you reſolv'd,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>to defend your ſelves like valiant men, and either to owe your ſafety to your own bravery, or periſh with your Prince, if the Gods have ſo ordain'd it? they proteſted with one voice,</hi> 
                  <q>That they would die at my feet;</q> and, being aſſured of their reſolution, I ſpur'd in upon thoſe with my Sword in my hand, that defended the paſſage; and was follow'd ſo Coura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>giouſly by mine, that my Enemies began to judge it not ſo eaſie a task to take me as they imagin'd.</p>
               <p>I paſſed upon the Necks of thoſe that firſt oppoſed me; and, cutting out our way with our Swords, we beſtir'd our ſelves ſo vigorouſly at the firſt encounter, as (after we had thrown many of our Enemies dead at our feet, and ſcattered the fierceſt of the reſt) the paſſage through the Street remained free, and we advanc'd into another more large, through which we gallop'd towards the Gate that was neareſt. And now we had begun to entertain ſome hope of eſcape, when paſſing through a place adjoyning to the Temple, we ſpy'd ſo many Troops of armed men from all corners approaching to us, as we judg'd it very difficult to force them.</p>
               <p>The light which the Torches caſt, ſhewed me <hi>Alexas</hi> the Husband of <hi>Salome</hi> in the head of the foremoſt, and, hearing him loudly animate his men either to take or kill me, I ran up unto him with my advanced Sword in my hand, which I let fall upon his head ſo forcibly, that had not the blow been warded by a Souldier, that put his Sword before it, his life had payed for his Wives malice; nevertheleſs the blow was not ſo ſlight, but it threw him with a deep wound at the feet of his Souldiers; the <hi>Jews</hi> raiſed a loud clamour at the fall of <hi>Alexas,</hi> and in the mean time we charged in ſo ſucceſsfully as we tumbled many of them dead at our Horſes feet: Indeed we did perform actions there worthy of ſome remembrance, and 'tis probable the <hi>Jews</hi> had never ſeen ſuch a handfull of men in their City diſpute their lives ſo couragiouſly; but in fine, our Enemies ſtrength increaſed to ſuch a meaſure, and ours grew ſo feeble, as we ſoon perceived, without ſome miraculous aſſiſtance, the wayes to ſafety were all block'd up. My Governour <hi>Politis,</hi> who till then had accompanied and ſerved me in all my diſgraces with a marvellous affection (bravely fight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing by my ſide) was forced by a multitude of wounds to breath his laſt; his death was ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded by one of my faithfull <hi>Parthians,</hi> and ſure I had not long ſtaid behind him, if <hi>Arſanes,</hi> who is endowed with a dexterous Wit, and that temper'd with a marvellous Pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, bethought himſelf in the very midſt of danger, of a way to ſave us; and approach<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to me, as near as poſſible, <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid he, I <hi>beſeech you follow me, I have diſcovered a ſecure Retreat:</hi> And at theſe words in ſtead of ſpurring towards the Gate, as we did before, where the thickeſt throng of Enemies and difficulty withſtood us, he cauſed me to face about towards the Temple Gate, which was behind us, and on that ſide (having but few ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies to combat) we ſoon clear'd the paſſage, and were no ſooner arrived there, but we readily quitted our Horſes, and threw our ſelves into the Temple, which was then open, becauſe of the Feaſt of Tabernacles, the Celebration of which laſted three whole days.</p>
               <p>That Temple had always been a Sanctuary for Criminals: but at that Feaſt (the moſt conſiderable of any the <hi>Jews</hi> Religion celebrates) it was ſo aſſured a refuge, as the <hi>Jews</hi> would rather have ſuffered the entire ruine of their Nation, than permitted any to be for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced from the Temple, that had there taken Sanctuary, whatever Crime they were con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>victed of; this cool'd the heat of their purſuits, and when they ſaw us entred, they ſtop'd at the Gate, and ſtood with Arms a-croſs, without the leaſt offer to follow us: Indeed ſome there were of the moſt mutinous among them, and the moſt intereſſed in the hurt of <hi>Alexas,</hi> and the death of their Companions, that cryed out to the Prieſts to put us out; That I was the Kings Enemy; That it was by his Order and expreſs Command they purſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed
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us: But the Prieſts, in ſtead of liſtening to their clamour, received us with much hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manity, and proteſted they would rather periſh than ſuffer the Temples Priviledges to be violated. The dignity of Prieſthood among the <hi>JEWS</hi> was very eminent: That of High-Prieſt, had heretofore been only exerciſed by Kings themſelves; after the Kings <hi>Hircanus</hi> and <hi>Ariſtobulus</hi> the Grandfather and Brother of <hi>Mariamne</hi> had diſcharged it, and then it was in the hands of one, the neareſt allyed to the Crown. And thus we ſaw our ſelves in that ſacred Fortreſs, and our Enemies only content to environ it, without daring to advance one ſtep to force an entrance; but as ſoon as day ſhewed it ſelf, the King ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving learn'd the truth, after he had ſent divers Meſſages to the Prieſts in vain, he came himſelf, wholly tranſported with ſury, in ſuch a Tempeſt, as gave belief to thoſe that were next him, it would hurry him to the moſt violent extremities.</p>
               <p>The Prieſts, inform'd of his Arrival, came to the Gate to meet him, but ſo ſoon as they ſaw him, in the name of their GOD they forbad him to put a Foot into the Temple, if he brought any other intention than to render that reſpect which was as due from him, as from the meaneſt <hi>Iew,</hi> to that Holy Place, and the DIVINITY within it.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Herod,</hi> though deeply in rage, and poſſibly not over-zealous in the ſervice of his God, as he was very politick, fear'd, that being already hated, and but weakly aſſur'd of the <hi>Jews</hi> fidelity (ſhould he venture to violate their Cuſtoms, and infringe their Priviledges) it might provoke ſome revolt; beſides news was brought him, that in divers parts of the City, the <hi>Phariſees,</hi> that were the greateſt Zelots in their Religion, and the moſt conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derable among the People, began to murmur. He conſidered that there was then cauſe to fear every thing, the Feaſt having filled the City not only with its own Inhabitants, but with the greateſt part of all <hi>Judaea,</hi> which the Solemnity had ſummoned thither. Theſe conſiderations ſtaid <hi>Herod</hi> at the Gate, but the trouble of his Soul expreſt it ſelf at the Eyes, and in the disjoynted words his Rage let fall: yet time having reconciled him to ſome Reaſon, he repreſented to ſome Prieſts, that the <hi>Aſylum</hi> of the Temple was not to protect us; that we were Infidels, and of a contrary Religion; that they ought the rather to put us out, leſt our preſence ſhould prophane the places Holineſs; but the Prieſts replyed, That Gods <hi>Aſylum</hi> was equally for all men; That if our Opinions did not tread the right path, we might there find it through the conduct of his Grace; That probably having made us incur the Kings diſpleaſure, he had therefore called us thither.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Herod</hi> anſwered, that I had violated the chief rights of Hoſpitality, that were as an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cient as Temples themſelves; That no Nation ought to contain a refuge of the Man that had directly abus'd the proper Perſon of the King, and mortally wounded his Brother in Law; but all the Arguments he could urge, were not ſtrong enough to batter the Prieſts reſolution; neither his Menaces nor Promiſes could diſpoſe them, either to remit me into his hands, or ſuffer him to enter into the Temple, without thundering againſt him with all their Authority wherewith their Office had inveſted them, which enjoyn'd the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation of their Priviledges.</p>
               <p>The Gods can witneſs, that I did not love my life ſo well, to beſtow all the care they made me take upon its preſervation: but I condeſcended much to to the entreaties of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſanes</hi> and my Servants, and indeed to the Prieſts themſelves, who would not permit me to leave the Temple, though I had deſired it.</p>
               <p>Whatever reſentment I had entertain'd againſt <hi>Herod,</hi> as the perſecutor of my life, and <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s repoſe: yet I could not quit the thought of his firſt Reception, and the ſhel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter that he had ſo many years given me againſt my Brothers Barbariſm: this remembrance made me deſire to ſee and ſpeak to him, to teſtifie that I was neither ingrateful to his for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer kindneſs, nor had ever injur'd him in the leaſt particular he could imagine: upon this ſcore forcing this reſiſtance of <hi>Arſanes</hi> diſſwaſion, I approached within eight or ten paces of the Gate where he conteſted with the Prieſts; and, ſo ſoon as I could be ſeen or heard; <hi>King of the</hi> Jews, cryed I, <hi>I am neither thy Subject nor inferior: and the Gods, who have gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven me birth from the nobleſt Family in the World, have not left me to acknowledge any Superior Power but theirs; for this reaſon I have little cauſe to juſtifie my ſelf to thee that wouldſt have ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken my life both by Sword and Poyſon, and haſt purſued me againſt all Divine and Humane right, even to the Temple of thy God: but the ſatisfaction I owe to my Conſcience, and to the memory of that Entertainment wherewith thou haſt formerly treated me, doth oblige me to declare my Inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cence.</hi> I <hi>proteſt unto thee,</hi> Herod, <hi>both before thy God and mine, that I have no way deſerved to offend thee: in thoſe employments thou gaveſt me for thy Service, thou haſt found it (and poſſibly to thy own advantage) that I neither ſpar'd my Blood nor my Life for the intereſt of thy State; and for that which concerns thy Perſon: I repeat my proteſtation, that I never did thee any in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jury. If that which ſeems amiable in they Eye, hath appeared worthy of veneration and reſpect, thoſe ſentiments, to which thou canſt only attribute my Crime, cannot make thy complaint a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt</hi>
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                  <hi>me legitimate; and I wiſh this very Temple, which now ſerves to ſhrowd me from thy Malice, may cruſh me with its own ruines, if in the moſt culpable of all my thoughts, there was any mixture of what might be capable to wrong thee. Nor do I aſſert this truth with deſign to diſarm thy fury, or avoid the death thou threatneſt: I cannot fear baſely; nay, could I now be ſhown any occaſion to periſh nobly, thou ſhouldſt quickly ſee how low I prize my life; but I perceive, that either thy own blind tranſport, or the rage of mine and thy Enemies, have made thee involve in my impoſed crimes the pureſt and the moſt entire innocence that ever yet was injur'd. Deſtroy him if thou wilt whoſe thoughts may have diſpleas'd thee, though they were alwayes innocent enough to endure ſtripping: but do not let fall thy rage upon Her that never underſtood them. What I have repreſented may plant quiet as well in thy Family as thy breaſt: and if thou wilt promiſe me at the foot of thy</hi> Altars, <hi>and before the</hi> Miniſters <hi>of thy</hi> God, <hi>to make me the only mark of thy fury, I will abandon this</hi> Aſylum <hi>that defends my Head from thy rape, and without further delay render it up into thy hands.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I had further enlarg'd my ſelf, if the enraged <hi>Herod</hi> would have given me a longer hearing without interruption: He had endur'd the beginning of my Diſcourſe with ſome patience, or at leaſt had ſuffered me to ſpeak, becauſe the exceſs of choler, that poſſeſs'd him, had ty'd up his own Tongue. But when he ſaw with what paſſion I en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavour'd to juſtifie <hi>Mariamne,</hi> and then remembred that her goodneſs had taken the ſame care for me, he let himſelf fall into a cruel re-doublement of his Jealouſie, and not able to diſſemble the rage that remembrance inſpir'd: <q>Barbarous Traytor, <hi>cry'd he,</hi> unworthy of the Protection I have given thee againſt thoſe that knew thee better than my ſelf, and would juſtly have cut thee from the world, through the experience of thy diſloyal inclination: doſt thou hope to find that at the foot of our Altars, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt my juſt reſentments, which none but my Arm could have given thee againſt the purſuits of thy own Brother? thinkeſt thou, Heaven that abhors thy ingratitude, can arm it ſelf in thy defence againſt a King, that hath but too well defended and received thee, not onely into his Dominions, but with a hoſpitable liberality into his Houſe; a favour thou haſt unworthily abuſed? Ah! no, falſe Man, do not hope Divine preſervation for ſuch Crimes as can neither be excus'd before God or Man; nor think thy artificial words can pacifie an Anger armed but with too much Juſtice. Thou ſhalt periſh for the expiation of thy own ingratitude; nor ſhall thy Counſel di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rect me what puniſhment to inflict on the complices of thy Treachery.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He would have ſaid more, and poſſibly in the end violated all right of priviledge to get me into his power, if <hi>Soſius</hi> (followed with a great Guard of <hi>Romans</hi> and <hi>Jews)</hi> had not arrived at the Temple Gate: This man was a Roman Senator, that ſome dayes ſince came to <hi>Jeruſalem</hi> to treat with <hi>Herod</hi> about certain Affairs concerning the Emperor <hi>Auguſtus:</hi> And the ſame <hi>Soſius</hi> that with a <hi>Roman</hi> Army had formerly aided him in his War againſt <hi>Antigonus,</hi> and contributed more than himſelf to the defeat and taking of that poor Prince.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Herod</hi> highly reſpected this man, as well for his perſonal, as his repreſentative con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition, being the Emperors Ambaſſador. <hi>Soſius</hi> had formerly known, and fancying ſomething in me worthy of his amity, gladly conſented to be my friend; and at that time underſtanding the danger I was in, he came to find <hi>Herod,</hi> with intent to imploy all the Imperial Authority for my preſervation: and ſo ſucceſsfully he laboured it, that <hi>Herod,</hi> as hot as his rage had made him, was conſtrained to tame it at the name of <hi>Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtus,</hi> of whoſe power and greatneſs he was a timerous Idolater.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Soſius</hi> urged that he ought to permit me to retire to the Emperor, who had oft in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vited me to <hi>Rome,</hi> and profeſſed an intereſt in my preſervation; that his proceedings were but too violent againſt a Prince of my extraction; that it was fit to conſider what might follow, his quarrel being grounded upon nought but weak ſuſpition; beſides that he had learnt, the wound of <hi>Alexas</hi> was not dangerous, which I had given him in ſuch a reſiſtance as was allowed to all men: Beſides theſe, he repreſented divers other conſiderations, to which in the end he joyn'd the Emperors Authority, proteſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing he ſhould render an exact account of that Action, and to this menace, <hi>Herod</hi> (that was a ſlave to the <hi>Roman</hi> fortune and greatneſs, and without that prop, knew it impoſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible to ſupport his own) rather rendred than to any other conſideration. At laſt therefore he conſented I ſhould go ſafely out of the Temple, with all that was mine; on condition I ſhould make no ſtay in the City, but quit it the ſame day, and in ſix more depart the limits of his Realm; pawning his word to <hi>Soſius</hi> (who received it in the Emperors name) that neither in the City, nor upon the way there ſhould be any trap laid for me.</p>
               <p>
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This was our Capitulation, and having paid my thanks to <hi>Soſius</hi> and the Prieſts for their kindneſs, as well as my grief to abandon <hi>Mariamne</hi> would ſuffer me, I quitted the Temple, and ſoon after the City, under the Conduct of <hi>Soſius</hi> and his <hi>Romans,</hi> and they ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>companied me without the Gates; it was likewiſe permitted to the reſt of my Train, to repair to the place of my firſt nights lodging, which was at a Town diſtant about a hundred furlongs from <hi>Hieruſalem.</hi> Thus I eſcaped <hi>Herod</hi>'s fury, but not the perſecuti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of my unfortunate Love; the ills I had avoided were found ſcarce worth conſider<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, when compared with thoſe this cruel parting procured me; and though my reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lution was thus imperfect, thus far I had gone, rather to ſuffer a thouſand deaths, than renounce <hi>Mariamne</hi> for ever, for fear of one.</p>
               <p>We were no ſooner arriv'd at the place where we were to lodge, but taking <hi>Arſanes</hi> aſide; <q>My dear <hi>Arſanes ſaid I,</hi> You ſee that I have condeſcended to your reaſons that urg'd my parting from the Temple, and the City, to avoid <hi>Herod;</hi> and poſſibly the conſideration of you, was none of the feebleſt arguments to win my conſent to preſerve a life which I can never love, in this condition it is now reduced to; but if you believed there was any of thoſe reaſons ſo puiſſant to make me welcome a deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pair of ever ſeeing <hi>Mariamne</hi> more, diſabuſe your ſelf; 'tis as impoſſible to liv ewith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out her, as without reſpiring; and ſpare your diſſenting reaſons, for they are all in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>capable to reverſe the reſolution I have taken to ſee her this very Night if poſſible; when the Night has ſpread her ſhades upon Earth, I intend to return diſguiſed to <hi>Hieruſalem,</hi> and to go to the Houſe of my Friend and confident <hi>Sohemus;</hi> I have ſome hopes, that by his and <hi>Phylon</hi> the Eunuchs aſſiſtance, I may gain a ſight of the Queen; the deſign is now more eaſie to effect than ever; for beſides the ſervice that the Night and my diſguiſe are like to do me, in ſuch an infinite number of Stran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gers that are now in the City, becauſe of the Feaſt, I ſhall run no hazard of diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very: Beſides, <hi>Herod</hi> will never imagine, that after ſo late an eſcape from ſuch a peril, I would venture afreſh to repeat the Precipice. The Queen I will ſee, if Heaven prove ſo kind that ſhe permits me the opportunity, and if her intentions prove oppoſite, I ſhall receive the command from her own mouth, which her Letter did not clearly explain. You will find it in vain to oppoſe this Deſign, therefore ſpare the fruitleſs pains to divert it, and if my life be dear to you (as you have often pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſted) remember you ought to aſſiſt me in all ſuch things as are ordained to make it ſuffer.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Arſanes</hi> ſtood aſtoniſht at my reſolution, but found it impoſſible to faſten any reaſon upon it; and the night had no ſooner made its dark approach, but clad in one of my ſervants habits, with one attendant I return'd to the City, deſiring <hi>Arſanes</hi> to ſtay with the reſt, the better to hide my departure, and expect the Orders I ſhould ſend him as the event advis'd.</p>
               <p>I re-entred the City, and found no difficulty to conceal my ſelf in ſuch a confluence of People, that fill'd it in all parts, and getting within twenty paces of <hi>Sohemus</hi> his Houſe, I ſent my man thither; who happily encountred him entring his own Gate, being new<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly returned from the Palace. <hi>Sohemus</hi> was amaz'd to ſee me, not thinking it poſſible that I ſhould re-attempt the danger I lately eſcap'd with ſo much ado. <q>Ah! my Lord, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> is it poſſible I ſee you again in a place where to day you ran ſo great a hazard of your life?</q> 
                  <q>Be not aſtoniſhed, dear <hi>Sohemus, ſaid I,</hi> I have a paſſion can produce ſtranger effects, they that have courage enough to liſt an Eye to <hi>Mariamne,</hi> cannot want it to deſpiſe danger. I am returned, <hi>Sohemus,</hi> to challenge that of your friendſhip which you promis'd, and that which I ever expected from you; I come to the Queen, by your means, if it be poſſible, and if your aſſiſtance can create me ſo happy, that benefit ſhall compleat your purchaſe of the Heart of a Prince, that you have powerfully gained.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Sohemus</hi> heard my entreaty, with much deſire to oblige me, but found ſo little facility in the attempt, as he ſtaid a long time before he could ſhape an Anſwer; at laſt, when he had thought enough, <q>My Lord, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> You deſire effects of my obedience ſo difficult and dangerous, as I know not in what faſhion I ſhall find it poſſible to ſerve you; ſince yeſterday the Queen hath been more ſtrictly watched than formerly; and though the King has not yet diſcharged the thunderbolts, which we fear'd would fall from his vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent choler, yet he ſtill keeps her in terms of diſtruſting his fury: nevertheleſs, ſhe is not ſo rigorouſly obſerved, but (if her conſent be not wanting) you may ſee her; but, as I believe, ſhe will not approve your attention, ſo I fear ſhe will not contribute thoſe things to the interview, as are in her power to effect; however, for your ſake, I will run the hazard, and it ſhall be no fault of mine if you be not ſatisfied.</q>
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               <p>
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At theſe words I often embraced <hi>Sohemus,</hi> and weighing the truth of what he had ſaid, I long conſulted with him upon the order we were to obſerve; all the wayes were block'd up with difficulty and peril; at laſt we fix'd upon one that we judged the leaſt dangerous; and <hi>Sohemus,</hi> not willing to ſtay me longer in the ſtreet, led me through a private door and up a little pair of Stairs, not unknown unto me, to the Eunuch <hi>Phylon</hi>'s Chamber, the Eunuch was then with the Queen; but his Chamber door was opened to <hi>Sohemus:</hi> by a Servitor that waited there; <hi>Sohemus</hi> went that way to the Queens Lodgings, while I expected his return in the Gallery, without a Light.</p>
               <p>My fear to afflict your Patience, makes me forbear the repetition of <hi>Sohemus</hi> and <hi>Phy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lon</hi>'s Diſpute with the Queen to diſpoſe her to ſee me; the anger ſhe expreſt againſt them and me, and the pains they took to obtain the grace I demanded, I refer to your apprehen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion; for your reaſon cannot be a ſtranger to what might be alledged on both ſides; and ſhall content my ſelf to tell you, that after a long conteſtation, at laſt the Queen con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to ſee me in <hi>Cleophee</hi>'s Chamber, where by her ſhe was only attended, while <hi>Sohe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mus</hi> and <hi>Phylon</hi> were ſet Sentinels at both advenues to prevent a ſudden ſurpriſal. You will poſſibly find, <hi>Madam,</hi> ſomething worthy of cenſure in this condeſcent of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> and judge with rigour, that ſhe ought not to have bow'd to my Paſſion with ſo much in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dulgence, after ſhe had given in the whole courſe of her Life ſuch haughty proofs of a mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vellous Virtue; but when you ſhall know what ſhe intended, you will doubtleſs conclude this action did not ſpot her whiteneſs. <hi>Sohemus</hi> returned to the place where he left me, to conduct me to <hi>Cleophe</hi>'s Chamber, where I entred trembling, and the Queen immediate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly after me; I had ſcarce the aſſurance to lift my eyes to her Viſage; ſo weak I grew at the apprehenſion of an angry look, which my fears told me I had provoked by importuning a favour that my merits could no way challenge; indeed methought I ſaw ſome Choler ſit upon her brow, but while I threw my ſelf at her feet, and embraced her knees, without the utterance of a ſingle word: <q>Is it poſſible, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that you could have ſo little con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration of the repoſe of my Life and Reputation, to hazard both ſo viſibly; and after having led my life, till now, with ſuch caution, you ſhould force me to ſee you by night in a diſguiſe, without any other neceſſity then to ſooth your unjuſt Paſſion? have you done well to exact this from <hi>Mariamne,</hi> when you had ſo lately reduced her to the greateſt extremities that ever Princeſs of her condition and propenſion did encounter with? nay, can your ſelf approve that (which in your favour I now do) againſt all the Rules of Prudence and Reaſon? But do not <hi>Tyridates, purſu'd ſhe (ſitting her down, and forcing me to riſe)</hi> do not haſtily condemn this Action; ſee the end, before you paſs a diſadvantagious Judgment: if I had not condeſcended to ſee you, as I had many reaſons to diſſwade it, I had miſſed the occaſion of preventing ſuch attempts for the fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture; which I will now do, by putting an Order in force for my own repoſe, and yours too if it be poſſible.</q>
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               <p>At theſe words ſhe ſtopp'd; and, while her Diſcourſe laſted, having recover'd a little aſſurance, I took the advantage of her ſilence, and lifting up my eyes to her face, which till then I had not dared to behold, but by ſtollen glances: <q>Madam, I confeſs <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that I am yet more culpable than your words have made me; and though my intents have been innocent, the ills you have ſuffered through my occaſion, do render me the moſt criminal amongſt all men: I am therefore come, Madam, to proteſt at your feet, that all my Blood, that a thouſand ſuch Lives as mine, can never requite the leaſt of your diſpleaſures; and to conjure you by all that is capable to perſwade, that I may have leave to ſpend this poor Life to purchaſe the repoſe of yours; employ the courage of <hi>Tyridates</hi> to break the Chains of your Calamities. I know I have committed a freſh offence in ſeeking means to petition your Goodneſs for this laſt favour, which I never have, nor ſhall ever merit; but it is not juſt, nor can my Paſſion excuſe it, that after ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving been the cauſe of ſo many of your misfortunes, I ſhould ſecurely retire from the pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſuits of <hi>Herod,</hi> and abandoning you to his Cruelties, leave you, by ſhameful flight, in his ſavage hands, to ſeek a Refuge at <hi>Rome,</hi> while you ſtay here expos'd to his fury: This only conſideration, Madam, hath had power to ſhut my eyes upon that danger, againſt which you have expoſed ſuch a miracle of goodneſs: and in fine, I have learn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to believe, that if any man may unfetter you from your Miſeries, you ought to hope it from none but <hi>Tyridates,</hi> as a Glory only due to him. I am now no longer retain'd by Hoſpitality, nor aw'd with the memory of my firſt Obligation; <hi>Herod</hi>'s Sword and Poyſon have cancell'd thoſe; either of which would have infallibly deſtroy'd me, had not your adventurous pity prevented the Blow. To you only, my Divine Queen, this Life, ſuch as it is, is indebted for its Being, and you would have me have carri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed it away without offering the Sacrifice where it was due; it was yours by Gifts,
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yours by preſervation, and can you think it reaſonable, that I ſhould wander with it among the <hi>Romans,</hi> inſtead of coming to ſubmit it to my Sovereign? Ah! no, <hi>conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nued I, caſting my ſelf at her feet,</hi> do not reject that which would reject its own being but for you, and that which you cannot juſtly diſavow, do not grudge it the hazard of <hi>Herod</hi>'s rigour, by dooming my ſoul to thoſe gloomy Woes, a thouſand times more black than the night, in which he would have clos'd my eyes for ever; or if the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence of this wretch does importune or diſcompoſe your quiet, give leave that death may free you of him, from which you have but in vain preſerv'd him in <hi>Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dea,</hi> ſince he muſt infallibly receive it elſewhere from the rigour of this ſeparation.</q>
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               <p>I had ſaid more in the tranſport to which I had abandon'd my ſelf, if the Queen, who ſuffer'd with repugnance full of deadly fear, had not ſet bounds to the ſpacious Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe I meditated; and after ſhe had interrupted me with a command to riſe, <q>Ceaſe <hi>Tyridates, ſaid ſhe,</hi> to make theſe offers which I cannot ſo much as hear without offend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Virtue, and remember I have told you a thouſand times, that the Crime of <hi>He<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rod</hi> cannot authorize mine; if I owe nothing to him, as to the quality of a Husband, yet the debt to my God and my ſelf, can never be ſatisfied. I will quit the World when it pleaſes Heaven to releaſe me, without the Crimes of theſe Miſeries: or if it have de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creed them a longer date, I muſt ſtill have patience to endure them; 'tis this I oppoſe, in few words, to the deſires you expreſs to wipe away my diſpleaſure; I am neither permitted by Law Divine or Humane to ſerve my ſelf of your aſſiſtance: for that which regards your departure, know <hi>Tyridates,</hi> it is an indiſpenſable neceſſity, that you ſuddenly reſolve it, that I am now half conſtrain'd to an action unbecoming my quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty and duty; and can no more conſent to ſee you with ſo much danger of life and repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation; and in fine, muſt intreat you never to ſee me more. Be not aſtoniſhed at theſe words, you have courage enough to be prepared for them, and poſſibly affection enough too for me to weigh all the reaſons that oblige me to this Entreaty. I will not ſpeak of my Life, which can never be ſafe while you are in <hi>Judea;</hi> for it was never happy to be worth the prizing; if my honour be dear to you, if you can ballance the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>judice of your own repoſe, and remember the ſuſpitions of <hi>Herod,</hi> the malice of <hi>Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lome,</hi> and the knowledge my ſelf hath of the fault you have committed, you muſt conclude that the ſtay of <hi>Tyridates</hi> muſt be incompatible with the reputation of <hi>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riamne.</hi>
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               <p>She ſtopp'd at theſe words, while I ſtood ſtiffe and motionleſs to hear the rigorous ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence of my Death; <q>and after I had ſometime beheld her with an action that would have let in pity, if too ſtrong a reſolution had not deny'd it entrance:</q> 
                  <q>Then Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> you condemn the unfortunate <hi>Tyridates</hi> to a perpetual baniſhment, and you believe you are more gentle than <hi>Herod,</hi> in commanding him never to ſee you more: Ah! if you have that thought, for the Gods ſake loſe it, and do not believe that any Duty can with reaſon oblige you to that, which you would not do but for want of affection.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>The affection I have born you, <hi>reply'd the Queen, with an unmov'd aſpect,</hi> is not pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bably ſuch as you have pretended to, nor could it juſtly oblige me to that I have already done to pleaſe you: content your ſelf that I have not been ſparing in the acknowledg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of your deſerts, nor the eſteem of your reaſon, that therein I have paſs'd the preciſe limits my eſtate preſcrib'd me, and (ſince a perpetual ſeparation permits me to avouch it) I have not been ſo inſenſible, but if Heaven and my Parents had left me in a condition to my own choice, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> embraced the true Religion, I had pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferr'd him above the reſt of Mankind.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Queen us'd ſome violence to bring forth theſe words, though they all wore the Badge of Innocence, when my Soul drew all the conſolation it had then capacity to hope for. <q>Ah! Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> how glorious is my Deſtiny, and how little cauſe of complaint hath this Declaration left me? But Gods! yet glorious as I am, I muſt be baniſhed for ever: Oh hard Sentence, that alone can ballance the glory you have given me! rigo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous doom of my Death, which I cannot, and yet I ought to undergo without a mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mur, ſince my Queen pronounced it! No Madam, it is not juſt, you ſhould di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſturb your quiet, not juſt I ſhould put your life in danger, not juſt to ſpot your can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>did reputation; but it is leſs juſt to abandon you to <hi>Herod</hi>'s Mercy, that I ſhould fly to a Haven, while you ride it out in the Tempeſt; why ſhould I carry this unfortunate and vagabond life among the <hi>Romans,</hi> while you remain ſubmitted to the frantick fits of that ſavage Man? Muſt I for ever ſhut my eyes upon thoſe Lights, my Soul can on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly acknowledge glorious, while thoſe of <hi>Herod</hi> and his <hi>Jews</hi> are chear'd with the Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vine Beams, to which I muſt bid an eternal Farewel? at leaſt ſet ſome limits to my Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ile, or give me time to prepare for it, and while that laſts, let <hi>Sohemus</hi> be once more
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permitted to bring me to your preſence; I ſhould do what is poſſible to bow my Soul to an unrepining obedience; but to bid you now adiew, now to rend my ſelf from you for ever, is more than my heart can reſolve, without leaping a moſt deſperate preci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pice.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I utter'd ſome other expreſſions full of tranſport, which the Queen heard with an ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mirable patience, but not with ſo much aſſurance; for whether it was the remembrance of her condition, (which I had awaken'd) or the pity ſhe took of my Misfortunes, her fair eyes let fall ſome tears: But I ſaw ſhe was troubled that I perceiv'd it; and now, deſirous to put an end to this dangerous Diſcourſe, ſhe roſe from the Chair ſhe ſate on, and approaching to me with an Action that ſpoke her reſolute: <hi>Tyridates,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>though you appear ſenſible of the diſpleaſure you take to quit me, I think your cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage capable to ſurmount greater difficulties: If I have any power upon your ſpirit, I deſire to put it all in my intreaty, that for my ſake you will ſupport it patiently; 'tis the laſt proof I beg of your Affection, but deſir'd with ſo much ardour, as you cannot re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſe it, without deſtroying all that you have gained within me: releaſe your fears for me: Though you leave me in</hi> Herod<hi>'s Hands, all ſuccour hath not forſaken me, as you imagine; I have ſtill a Defender in Heaven, who is not too weak to protect me from the Cruelty of a Husband: In him I ſhall ever find my Refuge and my Comfort; and doubtleſs ſo ſhould you too, were you enlightned with his Beams: Adiew</hi> Tyridates, <hi>take my laſt Adiew; if ſometimes you remember me, at leaſt forget my Weakneſs, and the Faults you have made me com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit.</hi>
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               <p>At theſe words (ſeeing me fallen at her feet in a condition that left me no reaſon to reply) ſhe bow'd down, and taking my Head between her Hands, kiſſed me on the fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>head: and this was the greateſt and moſt ſignal favour I ever received of <hi>Mariamne;</hi> which, ſo ſoon as ſhe had beſtow'd upon me, ſhe retir'd to her Chamber, and ſhutting the door after her, diſappear'd from my eyes for ever.</p>
               <p>The heart of <hi>Tyridates</hi> was ſo overcharg'd when he came at this ſad piece of Story, that he found it impoſſible to go on before he had given paſſage to ſome ſighs, that ſtopt the purſuit of his Diſcourſe. The fair Queen was ſo ſenſibly touch'd at this Story, as ſhe ſuffer'd compaſſion to ſteal ſome liquid Pearls from her eyes; but when he was re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turn'd to himſelf; <hi>I know not, Madaw,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>what to ſay more, for the reſt of my life is as unworthy of your attention, as my pains to recount it: you may imagine, if you pleaſe, the Woes that rent my heart when I ſaw my ſelf forced to endure my Life, and ſupport my Miſeries by the Command of</hi> Mariamne; <hi>I vow by all the Gods, that neither Fear nor Cowardiſe had a hand in the Religious obſervance of my Queens Injunctions: but ſuch an obedience as muſt ever be twiſted in my Thred of Life, diſpos'd me (by the aſſiſtance of</hi> Sohemus) <hi>to depart the Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lace and City, whence I return'd to my Followers, took my way to</hi> Rome, <hi>and preſented my ſelf to</hi> Auguſtus.</p>
               <p>I know, <hi>Madam,</hi> you will eaſily remit the Relations of that tedious Voyage, and the weariſome reſidence I made with the Emperour, for it contains nothing capable to divert you. And indeed the remembrance has ſo freſhly ſet my griefs a bleeding, as I find my ſelf unable to be more particular; be pleaſed then only to know, that I have ever ſince lived in darkneſs; that neither the Careſſes of the Emperour (who alwayes nobly treated me) the pomp of <hi>Rome,</hi> nor all the pleaſures that were daily proffered in that great Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtreſs of the Univerſe, could ever give my griefs a moments eaſe; when after I had there worn out a year without an hour of repoſe, the fear my Melancholy might render me in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſupportable to the Emperour and his Court, made me abandon it, without deſigning any other retreat or intention, but to breath the anxieties that denied me quiet; When after I had long wandred upon Earth and Water, I was caſt upon this Coaſt, where I have ſince made my miſerable reſidence: a condition, though mean, yet better ſuiting with my hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour than that I enjoy'd in the Courts of Kings.</p>
               <p>It only now remains to tell you, that about a Moneth ſince I remembred <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s Command extended no farther than my baniſhment, that ſhe had not forbad me to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>form my ſelf of her Condition, which made me ſend my faithful <hi>Arſanes</hi> into <hi>Judea</hi> to learn it.</p>
               <p>This Voyage he undertook out of hope to live there unknown, till poſſibly he might find the Queen in ſo relenting a condition to repeal my Exile. I attended his return in this ſolitary Manſion, which for ſome Preſents I obtain'd of an <hi>Alexandrian</hi> for the time I ſhall ſtay upon this Coaſt, and I confeſs I taſted more ſweetneſs in this ſolitude, than I could have hop'd from the continual perplexities of my Soul; beſides, I cannot call it leſs than a comfort to my grief, that I have had the happineſs to render ſome ſervice, and to give this poor retreat to ſo great a Princeſs.</p>
               <p>
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Thus <hi>Tyridates</hi> clos'd his ſtory, and the Queen, who had lent him a ſerious attention, made both her Action and Diſcourſe expreſs how much ſhe was intereſſed in his For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Your Relation,</hi> ſaid ſhe, after ſome other words, <hi>hath ſenſibly touched me, as the misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune of a great and virtuous Prince, whom Heaven hath perſecuted; but if I commend your re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpectful affections, I muſt not forget to praiſe</hi> Mariamne's <hi>Virtue, that in ſo juſt and great oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſions to hate her Husband, ſo couragiouſly reſiſted the Batteries of your Affection, and the mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of that inclination, which, if I judge aright, ſhe had toward you: Indeed ſhe was obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged to the Rules of her Duty; but it is not eaſie to acquit the debt that often exacts ſuch weighty payments, and defend her ſelf from the excellent qualities of ſuch a Prince as</hi> Tyridates.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> retorted this obliging Diſcourſe in very ſubmiſſive Language; and the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plement would have laſted longer, if the Queens Supper had not interrupted it, which made <hi>Tyridates</hi> reſpectively withdraw, becauſe ſhe ſupp'd in her Bed, and (deeming her wearineſs requir'd what was left unſpent of the night for repoſe) he bad her good night: but before he left the Chamber; <hi>It is not juſt,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>you ſhould longer be ignorant of her Name and Fortune, whoſe Life was ſo lately your Gift; and that ſince ſeconded by a noble enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainment.</hi> Eteocles (continued ſhe, pointing at the man that was preſerved with her) <hi>ſhall begin the Relation, and when you have learned thoſe Adventures that have preceded mine, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of no man is better inſtructed than himſelf, you ſhall know the particular accidents of my Life from my own mouth. Tyridates</hi> civilly return'd his thanks for this promis'd favour; and quit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting the Chamber, return'd with <hi>Eteocles</hi> to his own, whom he compell'd to ſup with him, though upon knowledge of his quality, he would modeſtly have refus'd the ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour. After Supper, he caus'd him to be conducted to his Chamber, and himſelf went to Bed, where he paſſed that night in his ordinary inquietudes.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as he waked the next Morn, he ſaw <hi>Eteocles</hi> in his Chamber, that came to give him good morrow, whom the Prince courteouſly received, made him come nearer, and remembring that from his mouth he was to expect the beginning of thoſe Adventures he long'd to underſtand, invired him to a Seat by his Beds-ſide; and having forced him to ſit down: <hi>You ſee,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>a very inquiſitive Man, loath to diſpence with the Charge the Queen hath given you, and I can neither find time nor place more commodiouſly favourable than this, to require ſatisfaction; for it will not be a civil hour to viſit the Queen, till two or three be expir'd. Sir,</hi> ſaid <hi>Eteocles, I believe what ſhe ſuffer'd yeſterday will ask this mornings repoſe to unweary her; the time I cannot better employ than in rendring proofs of my obedience to both your Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands. And after a preparation of a ſhort ſilence, he thus began his Diſcourſe.</hi>
               </p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The HISTORY of <hi>Julius Caeſar,</hi> and Queen <hi>CLEOPATRA.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>BEfore I can enter the Relation of that great Queens Adventures, whom I have now the honour to ſerve, I muſt of neceſſity go back to the Life of another Queen, Illu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrious for Greatneſs, Beauty, and the Accidents of her Life above all others that ever pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceded her: You may eaſily judge, it is the Queen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> I intend to ſpeak of, whoſe Name is not only known in this Countrey, that was under her Dominion, but has ſtretch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed it ſelf to the remote corners of the World, and will doubtleſs be a task for the Memo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry of Fame till the laſt Age.</p>
                  <p>Of the Accidents that befel her with <hi>Anthony,</hi> none are ignorant; I ſhall only there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore lightly touch them; but becauſe her Enemies have endeavoured to black her Reputa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion with what happen'd in her greener years with the great <hi>Julius Caeſar,</hi> I am oblig'd in Conſcience (as he of all men with whom the Truth is beſt acquainted) to defend her memory from that Calumny, and give you a faithful account of thoſe paſſages compriz'd in as few words as poſſible.</p>
                  <p>The Queen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was Daughter (as ſure you have heard) to King <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> ſirna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>med <hi>Auletes,</hi> and deſcended with King <hi>Ptolomee</hi> her Brother, from that glorious ſtock of Kings, that ſince the great <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> friend and ſucceſſor of <hi>Alexander,</hi> hath continually ſway'd the <hi>Aegyptian</hi> Scepter. This Princeſs was born with all the graces that the Gods could beſtow upon a mortal perſon; the Beauty of her Body could not be match'd upon Earth nor had that of her Spirit leſs advantages: and the greatneſs of her Courage infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitely rais'd it ſelf above her Sex; I would ſay more, if Renown had not ſav'd me a Labour, and thoſe Gifts of Heaven been too fatal to let me dwell delightfully upon the Story.</p>
                  <p>But the Prince <hi>Ptolomee</hi> her Brother, was not ſo by inclination; but being naturally
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prone and propenſe to Vice, he ſuffered his flatterers by pernicious Counſels, to corrupt and deface all that impreſſion of good that his high Birth had left upon his Spirit; which, in fine, tumbled him headlong in his laſt misfortune. He receiv'd the Crown very young, by the death of the King his Father; and the unbridled liberty which he found in that ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute power, ſunk him in all his vices. The <hi>Aegyptian</hi> people diſcontentedly conſidering theſe ſad beginnings of his Reign, and ſighing to ſee themſelves ſubjected to a Prince ſo unworthy to Command, began to turn their eyes upon the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving how much ſhe differ'd from her Brother, in Spirit, Majeſty, and all things elſe that might render a perſon worthy of a Scepter, they repin'd that her Sex was an obſtacle to their wiſhes; and every meeting would freely confeſs to one another, how much more they thought ſhe deſerv'd their allegiance than <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> or rather <hi>Pothinus, Theodorus, Ganimed,</hi> with the reſt of the Rabble of vile flatterers, which he took up from the duſt, to lift them to the higheſt Dignities; or rather to give them the Sovereign Authority.</p>
                  <p>This unworthy Crew having once perceiv'd that <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Credit was like to extin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guiſh theirs in every <hi>Aegyptian</hi> Breaſt, began to render her ſuſpected to her Brother, and eaſily perſwaded that poor ſpirit, that it was fit ſhe ſhould periſh; The ungracious Prince ſuddenly reſolv'd to give the blow; but (having notice of his evil intention) ſhe retir'd from the Court, and ſought a refuge among thoſe <hi>Aegyptians</hi> which ſhe believed did beſt affect her: nor did they abuſe her confidence; for a great part of the Realm arm'd it ſelf in the quarrel, divers Cities declar'd for her, and if her party was not the moſt puiſſant, at leaſt it was compos'd of the honeſter ſort of <hi>Aegyptians,</hi> that a long time kept her ſafe behind their Bucklers, againſt all the Forces the King could make.</p>
                  <p>At laſt, after the inequality of number had given <hi>Ptolomee</hi> ſome advantage, he beſieg'd the Princeſs his Siſter in the City of <hi>Peluſium,</hi> whither ſhe was retir'd.</p>
                  <p>At that Siege he was buſied, when the infortunate <hi>Pompey</hi> (a dreadful example of For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes inconſtancy) that great man that had triumphed over three parts of the World, and by an infinite number of Victories had juſtled for precedency with the renown of <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der;</hi> flying from the Battel of <hi>Pharſalia,</hi> came to throw himſelf into his Arms, there to ſeek an <hi>Aſylum</hi> againſt the purſuit of his victorious Enemy. Indeed all ſorts of honovr and aſſiſtance were due from <hi>Ptolomee</hi> to the dignity of that Grand Captain; and doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs any Soul but his would have receiv'd him (that a few dayes before was the greateſt of all men,) with a ſubmiſs reſpect to his precedent condition: but that diſloyal man (only prizing his preſent Fortune, and not his Virtue) hearkning to the pernicious counſels of <hi>Pothinus, Theodorus</hi> and <hi>Ganimed,</hi> that repreſented how advantagious an amity the death of <hi>Pompey</hi> might gain him with his Enemy, butchered that unfortunate Prince upon the ſhore of <hi>Peluſium,</hi> in the ſight of his Wife <hi>Cornelia,</hi> who hardly eſcaped (by the Succours of her own men) from the ſame deſtiny,</p>
                  <p>The belief I have that Fame has made you acquainted with this pitiful Hiſtory, the im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portance of which ſpread it over the Earth, makes me contract it in a ſmall Volume. A few dayes after, <hi>Ptolomee</hi> underſtanding that <hi>Caeſar</hi> was come into <hi>Aegypt,</hi> and hearing he diſapprov'd the cruel War he made againſt his Siſter, rais'd his Siege from <hi>Peluſium,</hi> and bent his courſe towards <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where he ſtaid his coming up.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> no ſooner ſaw her City ungirt, and her ſelf at liberty, but by the counſel of her faithfulleſt Servants, and eſpecially of my Father <hi>Apollodorus,</hi> who had ever much credit with her, ſhe reſolv'd to throw her ſelf at the feet of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and demand his pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tection before he arriv'd at <hi>Alexandria.</hi> This deſign was preſently executed, and ſhe and her Train wafted over with a winged diligence to the Iſle of <hi>Farion,</hi> where <hi>Caeſar</hi> had made ſome ſmall abode. I was of that number that attended her, and becauſe of the faithful ſervice which my Father ever render'd her, none had freer acceſs nor greater cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dit than my ſelf. The great <hi>Caeſar</hi> being advertiz'd of her arrival, came to meet her with much Civility; and becauſe I was preſent at that interview, 'tis fit I ſhould recount ſome of the particulars.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the better to advance her deſign, had that day call'd both Art and Glory to wait upon her Natural Beauty, that it might ſparkle at the beſt advantage; and though in her habit ſhe had affected a Modeſty, conform'd to her preſent eſtate, and therefore concluded Mourning more becoming than Pomp, in an action wherein ſhe was to appear a Suppliant; yet both her Mourning and her Modeſty were ſet off with what was more great and pompous than the dazling Luxury of Gold &amp; Jewels could boaſt: Her Eyes dart<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed Beams more Glorious than the richeſt Diamond could ſparkle, and the Majeſty of her Port and Viſage did more loftily expreſs her quality, than could be done by a magnifick and a numerous train of Seruitors.</p>
                  <p>If her view put <hi>Caeſar</hi> and his Followers to their wonder, I confeſs too the viſage of
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that brave man, the greateſt not only of his own, but of all the Ages that preceded it, ſtampt a reſpect in all our Souls, that made us regard him, as if he had been a God. That prodigious reputation he had gained in a hundred Battels, againſt the moſt valiant peo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple of the World, and his laſt Victory upon the <hi>Romans</hi> themſelves, which he came from ſubduing with a far leſs number than theirs, gave us an aſtoniſhment full of veneration. Indeed his face did not belie the dignity and grandeur of his actions: And though there was ſomething miſſing there that muſt needs go away with his vigorous youth; yet there appear'd all the marks of a perfect Greatneſs: his Looks ſo imperious, and yet ſo full of ſweetneſs, that it was not eaſie to take him for leſs than the Maſter of the Univerſe. <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> before they ſpake, ſpent ſome time in gazing at one another, making their looks and ſilence expreſs their mutual admiration; but at laſt <hi>Cleopatra</hi> (conſidering ſhe was in his preſence that had her repoſe and fortunes in his hands, or rather was the Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter of her Deſtiny) bowed her haughty Diſpoſition, and forcing a more than ordinary humility, from the dexterity of her ſpirit, threw her ſelf at the feet of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and reſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing his earneſt and vehement entreaties to riſe: <hi>You ſee Great Emperonr,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>you ſee at your feet, the Daughter of the</hi> Ptolomees, <hi>that is here to demand that of you againſt a cruel Brother, which from his Arm ſhe might expect againſt other Enemies. Oppreſſed Innocence and Imbecillity implore your aſſiſtance, and do proffer a brave employment to your Generous Bounty, that cannot ſhew it ſelf in a more becoming garb, than in protecting a Princeſs, perſecuted by unnatural Cruelty, in her Fortune, Repoſe and Life, in the ſame eſtate my Anceſtors com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded, part of which is my Legitimate Inheritance; I have now no other Retreat but your Favour, and if that be denied me, I muſt render up my ſelf to a Brothers Cruelty, in whom neither my Bloud, Sex, nor Youth can ever ingender pity. Let me not embrace your victorious Knees in vain, before which, all that is great on Earth, muſt learn Obedience, and confeſs thee as great and as much</hi> Caeſar <hi>in generoſity, as in that triumphant bravery, that has made thee Maſter of</hi> Rome, <hi>and with her, of all the World beſide.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The fair Princeſs had doubtleſs ſaid more, if <hi>Caeſar</hi> (no longer able to hear, or ſuffer her upon her Knees, though accuſtom'd to ſee Kings whole dayes in the ſame poſture) had not employ'd (after the trial of entreaty), the force of Arms to raiſe her; and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving placed her in an eſtate better conform'd to what her Beauty might claim: <hi>Fear not,</hi> Cleopatra, ſaid he, <hi>the</hi> Roman <hi>Arms ſhall defend thee from thy Brothers threatnings; and if he contemns our Prayer, we will not leave</hi> Aegypt <hi>till we have provided for thy Repoſe and Fortune.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>He pronounc'd theſe words with a <hi>Roman</hi> gravity, and a Majeſty that equall'd his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition; but a while after, ſeconding his parlie with the Princeſs, his temper was ſo ſoft<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned with the charms he there encountred, as he loſt all his Gravity; and in his follow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing diſcourſes put a ſubmiſſive behaviour in the place.</p>
                  <p>After he had re-aſſur'd her fears by repeating his promiſe not to abandon her, he told her he would conduct her to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> preſent her to her Brother, and put her in poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſion of her partage in the Realm. <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s experience of her Brothers ill Nature, gave her ſome difficulty to reſolve it; but at laſt ſhe was conſtrain'd to obey the abſolute will of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> who preſently diſpatched one of his chief Commanders to let <hi>Ptolomee</hi> know, that he could not ſee him as a Friend, nor as an Allie to the People of <hi>Rome,</hi> if he refus'd to receive <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom he intended to preſent him, with all aſſurance of Reconciliati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on. <hi>Ptolomee</hi> entertain'd this imperious Order with a moſt ſenſible deſpight, and had much ado to hinder the eſcape of ſome paſſionate folly; but he ſtood in too much awe of the <hi>Roman</hi> puiſſance to profeſs his indignation, which made him reſolve to diſſemble, till time ſhould offer him an occaſion to ſhew it at the beſt advantage. He therefore un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>willingly forc'd himſelf to ſubmit to the impos'd Command, and in the mean time to render <hi>Caeſar</hi> more favourable, he ſent him by the wicked <hi>Theodorus</hi> the head of mighty <hi>Pompey;</hi> but his expectation prov'd ſo erroneous, as that Generous Conquerour, inſtead of bidding the Preſent welcome, refus'd to ſee it, and commanded the wretch that brought it, to be chaſed from his Preſence, after he had expreſs'd how much he deteſted his Maſters Treachery, in terms full of contempt and Choler; nevertheleſs he enter'd <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where <hi>Ptolomee</hi> receiv'd him with great reſpect, and many feigned demonſtrations of good will. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> upon this ſcore, was likewiſe entertain'd with kind embraces, <hi>Ptolomee</hi> proteſting before <hi>Caeſar,</hi> that he was ready to reſign up her partage, and for the future re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolv'd to treat her like a Brother. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> forgot all the cauſe ſhe had to complain; and thus accorded, divers dayes were conſumed in triumphant and magnificent Feſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vals.</p>
                  <p>But the Soul of mighty <hi>Caeſar</hi> (wholly invincible as it was) could not defend it ſelf from the Charms of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> That glorious Conquerour, that made the World his Tro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phy, was now become Captive to a Womans Eyes, and took more wounds in his
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Treaties, with her Looks and Diſcourſe, than he got in all the dangers of ſo many Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bates.</p>
                  <p>This cannot ſeem ſtrange to thoſe that knew this great Queen; for when ſhe was pleas'd to ſet her enticements at liberty, it was hard for a man to try his ſtrength, and come off untaken; before he diſcovered his paſſion to the Princeſs. he endeavour'd to give intelli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence by his looks and geſtures; and when he thought he had prepar'd them audience, he truſted his Tongue to tell her what ſhe had made him feel.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was one of the moſt ambitious Perſons on Earth, and that Paſſion then begin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning to gain an Aſcendent upon her ſpirit, made her regard the ſubmiſſions of that <hi>Heroe</hi> not unwillingly: ſhe had conceived an opinion of her ſelf, high enough to believe that few hearts were ſo well fortified to hold out againſt her Batteries; and, obſerving <hi>Caeſars</hi> Behaviour, ſhe doubted not but he was ſtruck before his Diſcourſe aſſur'd her; the firſt time he ſtripp'd his thoughts to her, was in the Palace-Gallery, where he walk<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed along time diſcourſing of her Affairs, and the order his intention had contriv'd to put them in.</p>
                  <p>The Princeſs return'd her acknowledgment for his Courteſies, in expreſſions full of Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vility, and upon theſe terms they were, when finding that no unfit Occaſion to unveil his thoughts, after the preparative of ſome amorous looks that fore-ran the diſcovery: <hi>I ſhould never have believed,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>you would thus have requited the Service I render you; were you juſt, you would not ruine my repoſe, while I endeavour to reſtore yours; be not amazed at this Diſcourſe,</hi> purſued he, in a more ſerious accent, <hi>in procuring your Liberty, I have let my own fall at your feet, and humbled my ſelf from the principal Authority in the Empire, that I might give it to you in</hi> Egypt; <hi>I had rouz'd the ſame Courage to defend my ſelf from you, that preſerv'd me from the Foes that were of Fortunes ſtirring up, had I not foreſeen it would prove too weak to withſtand your Aſſault, and found more Glory in the Defeat, than diſputing the Victory. Fair</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>I am your Priſoner, but with this ſatisfaction, that I yield my ſelf to the faireſt Victor upon Earth, to ſuch a one from whom I may implore mercy, without ſhame or baſeneſs; uſe your Victory as Virtue ſhall adviſe you, and remember that you cannot ſtill be Generous, and abuſe it.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe were <hi>Caeſars</hi> firſt expreſſions, and to this Declaration the Princeſs liſtened with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out diſpleaſure; for ſhe could not deſire more glorious proofs of her own merit, than in the Conqueſt of ſo great a man; and after ſhe had ſtudied a while for a becoming anſwer, ſhe reply'd in theſe terms.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>
                        <hi>My Lord,</hi> I never cheriſhed ſo good an opinion of that little beauty the Gods have lent me, or thoſe other qualities, that may make me a pretence to the eſteem of com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon perſons, to believe them able to ſubdue him who has taught the whole World O<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bedience; 'tis not eaſie to imagine that the Vanquiſher of Mankind ſhould hook himſelf upon ſo weak a Bait, at leaſt too feeble to hold ſuch a Soul as his: the Gods have form<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him of a Nature ſo approaching to theirs, that vain were the Ambition of mortal Beauties to aim at ſuch a Conqueſt; nor were it juſt, that (after having ty'd your vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctorious Chains upon the Univerſe) you ſhould loſe your own liberty to a Princeſs, that owes you for hers, with all that repoſe you have ſo nobly reſtored her. Nevertheleſs, <hi>my Lord,</hi> I receive this Diſcourſe (full of nobleneſs) with a reſpect due to great <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and my particular Benefactor: and if his Spirit has made choice of this kind of diver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſement, to unweary if ſelf from his grand employments, I am contented to afford him matter for it; on condition he takes notice, that I ſuffer all from him as my Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tector and my Maſter.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> finiſhed theſe words, turning her Eyes upon the Face of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> with a ſmile capable to perſwade him, that her words and thoughts were not of the ſame piece; and with an action ſo ſweet, and yet ſo Majeſtick, as if the Graces themſelves had compos'd it; her Eyes brandiſhing ſuch an extraordinary brightneſs, as they ſhot new flames into great <hi>Caeſars</hi> ſoul, who by his freſh wound, became ſo tranſported, as he had much ado to hinder his amorous Feaver from breaking out into the hotteſt proofs. However, though with much conſtraint, he retained it; and regarding the Princeſs, with Eyes in which Paſſion was not ill repreſented.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>I ſhould be angry with you, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> if I did not know that your Tongue wronged your heart, when it miſpiz'd thoſe bright powers that conquered me, for they are able to perform greater feats; the Advantages which my Arms, with the aid of For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, have given me over men, are all too weak to guard me from you: I will give my Life (if you diſdain it not) for the confirmation of this Truth, and with it ſubmit at your feet all the Vows and thoughts, not of your Protector, and your Maſter, but of him that conſecrates the reſt of his days to the Divine <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> with an entire obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence and ſubmiſſion</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
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'Tis like he had ſaid more, if he had ſpy'd King <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> whoſe approach to ſalute him, hinder'd the purſuit of that Diſcourſe. But the next day he again renew'd it, and as well by words as actions, gave <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſuch clear proofs of his paſſion, as ſhe found not the leaſt ſcruple to frame a doubt of; This knowledge ſhe manag'd with much pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence and reſervation, not willing to give cauſe of complaint to a Man, from whom ſhe expected all, and on whom her fortune and tranquility abſolutely depended, yet ſhe go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vern'd her ſelf in ſuch ſort as he could never take the leaſt advantage upon her, nor find cauſe to blame her for too much rigour or facility. But ſhe would pleaſingly flatter her ſelf with the glory of overcoming him, whom the world had not power enough to reſiſt. The knowledge ſhe took of her own high birth, and admirable qualities, gave her belief ſhe might pretend to all things; and ſhe foſtered no meaner thoughts than ſuch as aim'd at the Empire of the Earth.</p>
                  <p>Beſides the glory that ſhined in the greatneſs of his actions, <hi>Caeſars</hi> Perſon was very capable of inviting affection; and though he was not young enough to keep all thoſe charms upon his face undiminiſhed, that are Lovers Torches, yet he was not ſo ſhort of thoſe graces, to want much of his primitive vigour; for his Countenance diſplayed ſuch brave and erected looks, as it imprinted reſpect in every ſoul that ſaw it: <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who had eyes as well as others to regard it, finding her ſelf deeply oblig'd to his noble offices and affection, inſenſibly fell to tie on her own Chains, and had already begun to engage her ſelf, when the Affairs of <hi>Aegypt</hi> received that memorable revolution, of which you have doubtleſs heard, and from that belief, I ſhall abridge the recital as much as poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble.</p>
                  <p>While <hi>Caeſar</hi> entirely gave himſelf to his Love, and endeavoured with all the proofs of it to gain <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s, the wicked <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> and his perfidious Counſellors, nurſed deſigns very different. They had found in <hi>Caeſar,</hi> as they apprehended, little acknowledgment for the ſervice they had rendered him in the death of great <hi>Pompey;</hi> and indeed that high rais'd Spirit (that could neither approve villany, nor eſteem thoſe that committed it) had contemptuouſly treated all thoſe that had dipp'd a hand in that black Treaſon; beſides <hi>Ptolomee</hi> ſaw with deſpite, the Love he bare to his Siſter, and not without cauſe, feared that he would favour and ſupport her againſt againſt him, in the Partage they were to make: theſe conſiderations joined with the counſels which <hi>Pothinus, Achillas, Theodorus,</hi> and the reſt of their perfidious Companions were ever fomenting, made him at laſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolve to uſe <hi>Caeſar</hi> as he had done <hi>Pompey,</hi> and find a way to his ends by the death of him and <hi>Cleopatra. Caeſar</hi> had lodg'd none but his moſt conſiderable Perſons in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and to ſatisfie the <hi>Citizens,</hi> had left the Body of his Forces at the Iſle of <hi>Farion,</hi> which was ſo near the City that it might eaſily be ſeen from his Chamber window. <hi>Ptolomee</hi> believed this occaſion might favour the execution of his Plot, and ſecretly cauſing his Army (which was yet undisbanded) to advance, he made it approach to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and aſſur'd him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf of all thoſe in the City, whom he knew at his Devotion: his Deſign was ill contriv'd, worſe conducted, and worſt of all executed. And it is to be thought, the Gods that ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hor Crimes, forbad ſucceſs to ſo loathed a Treachery, and ſo blinded the Contrivers of his miſchievous intention.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Caeſar</hi> was in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Chamber, when one came to advertiſe him that the whole Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty was in Arms; that <hi>Pothinus</hi> and <hi>Achillas,</hi> one of <hi>Pompey</hi>'s Murderers, were marching towards the Palace in the Head of a Troop, with a deſign to kill him at a Feaſt he had made that day. <hi>Caeſar</hi> did not deſpiſe this advice, but having rallied ſuch of his with an admirable diligence, as had time to range themſelves about him, he quitted the Palace, and marched againſt his Conſpirators, with an aſſurance worthy of himſelf. But before he left <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Chamber, <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>It is not I that ſeek the ruine of your Brother, but Heaven, who (unwilling ſo wicked a man ſhould longer Reign) does this day preſent you the Crown of</hi> Egypt. <hi>I go now to fight for you and my ſelf, and I promiſe with the Victory our common Vengeance.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had no time to reply, becauſe he inſtantly departed; but her Eyes kept him company as far as poſſible: and knowing he went to Combat for their common Intereſt, ſhe aided him with Vows to Heaven for his Succeſs.</p>
                  <p>The Traytors perceiving they were diſcover'd, reſolv'd to fight it out couragiouſly, and in effect diſputed it very hotly; yet the juſtice of his cauſe with his own admirable Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lour, gave <hi>Caeſar</hi> the Victory; <hi>Pothinus</hi> was killed upon the place with the greateſt part of his Forces, and <hi>Achillas</hi> with ſuch as could follow him, fled out of the City to <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> whom the report of that ill ſucceſs had made retire with his Army.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Caeſar</hi> might ſafely have ſtaid in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and enforc'd himſelf by <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Faction, which was none of the weakeſt; but he rather choſe to retire with his Troops to give <hi>Pto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lomee</hi>
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Battel, and (hearing the <hi>Alexandrians</hi> of the contrary part, endeavoured to cut off his Retreat, by ſurprizing his Veſſels) he ran thither with that handful of men that fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed him, doing ſuch deeds againſt them, as in any other but <hi>Caeſar</hi> would have been ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counted Miracles. Yet he there ran a greater danger, than he had done before in all his former Battels; For, no longer able to make Head againſt the great number of his Enemies, which grew every moment ſtronger, by the coming up of freſh Reſerves, he threw him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf from the Cliff into one of the Boats to gain the Iſle, but being diſcovered, he was en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viron'd by his Enemies, and preſſed upon with ſuch deſperate fury, as after he had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived divers blows and Arrows upon his Arms, he was conſtrain'd to throw himſelf into the water, and ſwim that ſpace between him and the Iſland, not without exceſſive pain and peril. At laſt he recover'd his Forces, gave order for the Battel, Shipped them, and rowed towards <hi>Ptolomee</hi>'s Army, who conducted by his evil deſtiny, advanced with full Sails to meet him. The Battel prov'd very dubious and bloody, but I ſhall forbear the particulars, becauſe I believe I have already repeated things, of which no perſon can be ignorant: It ſhall ſuffice to tell you that <hi>Caeſar</hi> was always <hi>Caeſar;</hi> that the <hi>Egyptians</hi> were defeated with a mighty loſs, and their King by a juſt chaſtiſement of Heaven, being fallen into the Sea, was drown'd by the weight of his Arms, and not taken up till the next day, where he was found Arm'd in a guilded Curaſs, half buried in the Sand. After this Victory, <hi>Caeſar</hi> advanc'd toward the City, and at the Gates found the fair <hi>Cleopatra</hi> with a part of the Citizens, that begg'd Pardon for the others, who (through obedience to their Princes Authority) had taken up Arms againſt him; the Princeſs obtain'd all her deſires, and he entered the City and Pallace with her, in a faſhion wholly Pompous and triumphant.</p>
                  <p>Never was there ſeen ſo ſudden an Execution, nor ſo many troubles appeas'd in ſo ſhort a time. <hi>Ptolomee</hi>'s evil Counſellors were all either periſhed with him, or had ſought their ſafety by flight. The reſt of the <hi>Egyptians</hi> willingly ſubmitted to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> who told <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that for her ſake he was ſorry for her Brothers death; but he knew ſo well how to repreſent the ſmall cauſe ſhe had to afflict her ſelf for his loſs, as (after ſhe had given ſome tears to his memory, which ſuch an excellent nature as hers could not refuſe him) ſhe accepted the comforts he profered. The Funeral Honours ſhe Celebrated with much Solemnity, and the following day <hi>Caeſar</hi> having conven'd the <hi>Egyptian</hi> No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility, in their preſence put her in poſſeſſion of the Realm, and with an Univerſal Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plauſe, Crowned her with his own hands; all the <hi>Egyptians</hi> by whom <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment was much more deſir'd than <hi>Ptolomee</hi>'s receiv'd her for their Queen, with ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſive contentment, and render'd publick thanks to <hi>Caeſar</hi> for his magnanimity and mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nificence.</p>
                  <p>But the the troubles that agitated the ſoul of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> were not quieted with thoſe of <hi>Aegypt:</hi> and in giving peace to that People, he had not done ſo to his own ſpirit; the eyes of the fair Queen ſtill made war upon him, and prevailed, as if the gift of the Crown of <hi>Aegypt</hi> had augmented her dominion in his heart. Of this he daily gave her freſh aſſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rances; and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who by this laſt obligation, felt her ſelf engag'd to receive them with a deeper acknowledgment than formerly, liv'd with him in a faſhion, as much obliging as ſhe could without offending vertue.</p>
                  <p>One day he was with her by her Beds ſide, when after divers other Diſcourſes, the length of which would weary your attention, taking her fair hands and joyning lips unto them, <q>I die, fair Queen <hi>(ſaid he, with an action wholly paſſionate)</hi> I die if your pity does not draw me from my Tomb; and I vow by thoſe fair Eyes, which I adore with re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpective Veneration, that 'tis impoſſible my life ſhould longer continue, if your mercy does not ſtrengthen the thred of it.</q> 
                     <hi>I ſhould be much afflicted,</hi> ſaid the Queen, <hi>to ſee it in any danger; the gratitude I owe to great</hi> Caeſar, <hi>and the particular eſteem I have of his Perſon, will never ſuffer me to refuſe means within the bounds of poſſibility, to comfort him.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>'Tis in your power, <hi>replyed he,</hi> not only to comfort, but create me the happieſt of all men, in making your ſelf the reward for what I have given you; no other price can gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifie the preſent I have made you, I mean not of a Crown (upon which I never ſet an eſteem) but of a heart and a ſoul which can never be but to you, and of a heart and a ſoul which I have made yours with a reſignation ſo entire, as I have reſerv'd no power to my ſelf of a further diſpoſal.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>This glorious Preſent, replyed the Queen; can never be requited with the price you demand, a thouſand ſuch Lives as <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s can never weigh with the heart and ſoul of <hi>Caeſar:</hi> yet Sir, I would beſtow my ſelf upon you, as you demand, (purſued ſhe, letting fall her eyes with a kind of ſhame) if honour could ſhew me the way to do
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it; I am born a Princeſs, Daughter to a long ſucceſſion of Kings, by your bounty I am now a Queen, and which is yet more glorious, by his proper confeſſion, I have tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umphed over the Soul of mighty <hi>Caeſar:</hi> Sir, theſe advantages having plac'd me in one of the foremoſt ranks of Women, do oblige me to preſerve my ſelf there in a reputation pure and ſpotleſs; and ſhould I render my ſelf unworthy of my Birth, my preſent Dig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity, and the affection of great <hi>Caeſar?</hi> ſhould I yield up my ſelf unto him in any other way, than what his vertue can approve of?</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>She ſtop'd at theſe words, ſuppoſing ſhe had ſaid enough to be underſtood, and that <hi>Coeſar</hi> could well enough conſtrue her intentions; yet being by the maximes of State, and the tyes he had to the common-wealth, forbidden to make a more ample Declaration, he ſtood, as if ſurpriz'd at <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s words: nor was he yet reſolv'd to eſpouſe her, fearing that <hi>Rome</hi> would diſapprove the alliance, and it might prove prejudicial to his de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign, to make himſelf Maſter of it, as he did in a ſhort time after: but perceiving himſelf oblig'd by <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s words to declare his intention, he remain'd ſilent a while, not know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in what manner to evade the proteſtations he had made her; but at laſt he reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver'd his ſpeech, and lifting his eyes from the Earth, where they had been fix'd. <q>You do merit, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> a condition yet more glorious, than what would render the favours I demand, lawful; the world cannot afford a Spouſe to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> more worthy of that quality than the Queen <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and I do vow by truth it ſelf, that were I free in that Election, I ſhould ſoon make it known, with what paſſion I deſire that advantage: but I am now ſo tyed by Intereſt to the Republique, that I cannot apprehend it expedient, to make my conjugall choice without its appro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bation: nevertheleſs, I ſhall endeavour to expreſs, how much I deſire to be entirely yours; and paſſing by theſe conſiderations, in few days, (if it be poſſible) make known the truth of my Affection.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words <hi>Caeſar</hi> retir'd, without giving the Queen leave to reply; but after that, ſhe liv'd with him in a faſhion more reſerv'd than ſhe had done formerly, and would no longer licenſe thoſe petty liberties which before ſhe had permitted him. He obſerv'd this change with much diſpleaſure; but ſo ſoon as he complained of it to Her, <q>My Lord; <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you are too juſt to deſire thoſe things of me which I cannot conſent to, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out my own ruine? and ſince I muſt pretend to a quality that may authorize them, give me rather leave to return the Crown you have given me, and reſign the repoſe and the life it ſelf which I hold of you, than licenſe ſuch Crimes, as neither your great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, nor all the obligations I have to it, can ever excuſe: This Diſcourſe again ſtruck <hi>Caeſar</hi> dumb, but after ſhe had oft repeated her reſolution, it wrought ſuch an effect up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on his ſpirit, as made him reſolve what he executed a few days after.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>One day, after he had ſent to deſire a particular audience of the Queen, he entered her Chamber, only followed by <hi>Lucius Metellus,</hi> and <hi>Caius Albinus,</hi> two of his friends, in whom he repos'd the greateſt confidence; he found the Queen prepared to receive him in the manner he demanded, only, accompanied with her two dear Maids, <hi>Charmione</hi> and <hi>Iras,</hi> my Father and my ſelf: <hi>Caeſar</hi> that knew us, and in what manner we were ty'd to the Queens Intereſts, was well pleas'd to have no other witneſs of his intended action; and after he had pay'd his ordinary Civilities to the Queen. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I have been too long reſtrained by ſuch reaſons, as forbad me to render what was due to my own Love, and your Vertue; I am now reſolved to tread upon thoſe inhumane Maxims, that play the Tyrants with me, and to preſent my ſelf to you, in that Honourable and Law<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful way, that my ardent Paſſion did ever truly intend: But becauſe this Marriage which I deſire to conſummate with you, cannot be promulg'd, without deſtroying my deſign to ſet the Crown of the Univerſe upon your Head, let me intreat your conſent, that it may now be known to no other perſons, than thoſe I ſee about you, and theſe two friends, whom I have brought to witneſs this action: In the Gods and their preſence (if you conſent) I will preſently eſpouſe you, and if it may but remain a ſecret amongſt us, till I enter <hi>Rome,</hi> and there eſtabliſh my power, as my deſigns have framed it, it ſhall then be publiſhed with all the Pomp and Magnificence your wiſhes can invent.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>To theſe words <hi>Caeſar</hi> added many other affectionate expreſſions, to render the Queens ſpirit flexible to his intreaties, and help her over all the difficulties ſhe found in that propoſition. She took a long time to ballance the reſolution ſhe was to take, and in fine, betook her ſelf to the Counſel of her Maids, my Father, (and if I may dare to ſay ſo) my ſelf, but above all other perſwaſions, the belief prevail'd ſhe had of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> as a man that could not conſent to violate his Promiſe given to a Princeſs of her condition, in the preſence of ſix Witneſſes, enough to convince him of Infidelity before Men and Gods,
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which he ſolemnly invok'd in that action: at laſt, whether vanquiſh'd with Reaſon, or undermin'd by her own weakneſs, ſhe yielded her ſelf: When <hi>Caeſar</hi> putting his Hand in hers, after he had call'd all the Gods to the Myſtery, he proteſted that he receiv'd her as his Spouſe, and ſolemnly ſwore, that he would never own nor acknowledge any other. Theſe Proteſtations She ſeal'd with a Kiſs in our preſence, and to contract the Relation, the Company judging their preſence no longer neceſſary, retired, and left <hi>Caeſar</hi> alone with the Queen, to take poſſeſſion of thoſe admirable Beauties (envied of all the Princes of <hi>Aſia)</hi> which were then with an unbridled liberty abandoned to his de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſires.</p>
                  <p>Oh Gods! cry'd <hi>Tyridates</hi> with a profound Sigh, Gods Soveraign, Arbiters of our de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinies, and what has the unfortunate <hi>Tyridates</hi> done to you, that you ſhould force him thus to trail on his Life, without either happineſs or hope, when you diſpenſed ſo much felicity to the reſt of Mankind? Theſe few words he paſſionately uttered, with his Eyes lifted up to Heaven, when <hi>Eteoeles</hi> thus purſu'd Her Story.</p>
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            </div>
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA, OR Love's Maſter-Piece. PART I.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The Rebellion of King</hi> Pharnaces <hi>calls</hi> Caeſar <hi>out of</hi> Aegypt, <hi>and invites him to an eaſie Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctory. He leaves</hi> Cleopatra <hi>with Child. The Birth of</hi> Caeſario. <hi>The early dawning of his rare qualities, both of Mind and Body.</hi> Caeſar's <hi>Victory in</hi> Syria <hi>againſt</hi> Cato, Scipio, <hi>&amp;c. He wins the Battel of</hi> Munda <hi>againſt</hi> Pompey<hi>'s Sons, which compleats his Conqueſts. Comes to</hi> Rome, <hi>and is made perpetual Dictator. His ingratitude to</hi> Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra. <hi>He adopts</hi> Octavius, <hi>and is killed in the Senate-Houſe. The Triumvirs revenge his murder, by the Death of all the Conſpirators.</hi> Cleopatra<hi>'s care in</hi> Caeſario<hi>'s Education.</hi> Anthony <hi>in his</hi> Parthian <hi>Expedition ſummons her to appear before him. He is taken in the Snare of her Beauty: Repudiates</hi> Octavia, <hi>and Marries her. This rais'd a Quarrel be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twixt him and</hi> Auguſtus, <hi>which is decided in the Battel of</hi> Actium. Anthony <hi>is over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thrown, and flies with</hi> Cleopatra <hi>into</hi> Aegypt. <hi>The Conquerour purſues, and beſieges them in</hi> Alexandria. Caeſario <hi>is ſent for ſafety to</hi> Hydaſpes <hi>King of</hi> Aethiopia. <hi>Is betrayed in the way by</hi> Rhodon, <hi>and preſerved by the Loyal Policy of</hi> Eteocles. Hydaſpes <hi>receives and treats him as his own Son.</hi> Caeſario <hi>falls in Love with</hi> Candace <hi>the Kings Daughter.</hi> Anthony <hi>through a Miſtake kills himſelf.</hi> Cleopatra <hi>dies by the Bite of an</hi> Aſpick. <hi>The Character of</hi> Britomarus, <hi>and his Haughty Pretences. The gallant Combat between him and</hi> Caeſario. <hi>They are parted.</hi> Caeſario <hi>protects him. Moderates the Kings Anger to a Baniſhment. The brave Speech of</hi> Britomarus <hi>to</hi> Caeſario <hi>at their parting.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">S</seg>Ince that Fatal Day, which I know not whether I may call happy, or unfortunate, the great <hi>Caeſar</hi> and the Queen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> entirely de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicated themſelves to their unreſtrained Delights; and though the Marriage continued ſtill a ſecret among us, and while the day laſted, they obſerved the ſame Ceremonies before Company they had former<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>yl us'd, yet the nights by the means of <hi>Iras, Charmione,</hi> and my Father (in whom the Queen repos'd a clear confidence) ſtill reviv'd their Content<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments: never did Love appear more amiable than in theſe two Perſons. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> liv'd not but in <hi>Caeſar; Caeſar</hi> was <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Idolater; and they forgot nothing that might prove their Paſſion the ſtrongeſt, and yet the moſt ſincere that ever invaded Lovers; the whole Court, nay, all <hi>Aegypt</hi> took part in their Contentments, though they knew them not; and I think <hi>Rome</hi> her ſelf ſcarce ever ſhewed ſo much Pomp, as then our <hi>Alexandria</hi> was daily dreſt in.</p>
               <p>
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The whole World knows <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was the moſt magnificent Queen that ever li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved, not only in the pride of entertainment, in the ſplendor of her Feſtivals, and the Gifts ſhe beſtowed on <hi>Anthony;</hi> but in the whole courſe of her Life kept up her Royal Grandeur at that lofty pitch of Glory, where ſhe ſhould ſtill have flown; and then perceiving her ſelf the Soveraign of his will, that was like to be the Soveraign of all men, ſhe forgot nothing that might help her to hold thoſe advantages; and <hi>Caeſar,</hi> not leſs ſatisfied with his Fortune, judging her moſt worthy of his Affection, was never weary of admiring the rare qualities of her Body and Mind, which daily ſerved to make his Love flame higher.</p>
               <p>But at laſt Fortune interrupted the courſe of their mutual Felicities, and <hi>Caeſar</hi> (that was not born to waſte his life upon a Womans Lip, for whom all great actions were re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerv'd, and to whom the Worlds Empire was deſtin'd) was conſtrain'd to quit <hi>Aegypt,</hi> and with his Army to paſs into <hi>Syria,</hi> where he had learn'd that <hi>Pharnaces</hi> King of <hi>Pontus,</hi> Son of <hi>Mythridates,</hi> and inheritor of the hatred which he bore to the <hi>Roman</hi> Name, though not of his Virtues, was up in Arms, and had ſpoiled a part of <hi>Armenia.</hi> I ſhall forbear to repeat the Adieus of theſe two Lovers, for I do but touch upon their life as I paſs by it, and only take it in my way to another Story, to which it ſerves me for a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct. Should I enlarge my ſelf upon the Loves of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> truth would en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gage me to defend the memory of that great Queen, who doubtleſs hath been foully blot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted by the ignorance of thoſe that knew not of her Marriage; but in that which befel her ſince, with the deplorable <hi>Anthony,</hi> I ſhall make but a ſhort ſtay; their unfortunate Loves and lamentable end being known to all perſons in the World that are capable of under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s tears were too weak to retain <hi>Caeſar</hi> in <hi>Alexandria;</hi> but he comforted her with the ſolemn repetition of his promiſe, before us, to call her to <hi>Rome,</hi> ſo ſoon as he ſhould be eſtabliſhed in the dignity (which his Ambition aim'd at) of perpetual Dicta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tor, and then to declare their Marriage to all the World: At that time the Princeſs be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to perceive her ſelf with Child, and gladly believed that the aſſurance ſhe gave to <hi>Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſar</hi> of it, before his departure, would yet more deeply engage him to remember his vows, and the dear pawn he left behind him.</p>
               <p>Thus <hi>Caeſar</hi> marched into <hi>Syria,</hi> leaving <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where ſhe governed her People with ſuch Moderation and Prudence, as ſhe taught all men to admire thoſe Politick and Moral Virtues in her Sex, that were rarely found even in men of uncommon parts; ſhe ſupported the abſence of her dear <hi>Caeſar</hi> with much anguiſh, but ſhe received frequent comforts with the News of his continued Victories: not long after his Departure ſhe learn'd that <hi>Pharnaces</hi> was defeated by him in a ſignal Battel, and the War, which in all appearance was like to laſt many years, thus terminated in half a day; a little after ſhe received intelligence that in <hi>Affrica</hi> he had vanquiſh'd <hi>Cato Scipio,</hi> and the King of <hi>Juba,</hi> with a prodigy of Fortune and Diligence; and, having gained that Victory with the ſlaughter of 50000 of his Enemies, and the loſs of but fifty of his own Souldiers, he was return'd to <hi>Rome,</hi> where he had made three Trium<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phal Entries: the fame of theſe great deeds pleaſingly flatter'd the Soul of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and ſhe diſmiſſed all her anxieties, with a confidence that ſuch a man could not be capable of infidelity.</p>
               <p>In the mean time no longer able to hide the ſwelling fruit of her Womb, and unwil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling to contract the ill opinion of her Subjects, ſhe was conſtrain'd openly to declare the truth of her Marriage, and inſtead of the ſhame and confuſion her Fear ſuſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cted from that Diſcovery, ſhe found her <hi>Aegyptians</hi> poſſeſſed with new joy in the expe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctation of ſuch a King from her Loins, as might prove a perfect Copy of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Queen was brought to Bed in <hi>Alexandria</hi> (almoſt at the ſame that <hi>Caeſar</hi> made his Entry into <hi>Rome)</hi> of a Son not only worthy of his Father and Mother, but of all that the moſt fruitful hope ſhould conceive; never did the light ſalute a thing ſo beautiful; the Aſtrologers never knew a Birth ſo advantagious; for this Royal Infant immediately became the admiration and delight of all that ſaw it; but becauſe his Childhood was but the ſpring to that luſtre, which hath ſince appeared in him with riper advantages, I will not ſtay upon the beginnings of his Life, becauſe they are of leſs importance. By a general conſent he was call'd <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and we all hop'd, that though there was little dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference between his and his Fathers Name, there would be yet leſs in their qualities and the greatneſs of their actions: the Queen took a marvellous care of his Education, and made the whole world to be ſearched, for the moſt expert and knowing perſons in all Sciences and Exerciſes, wherein he was to be inſtructed, when his Age permitted him, and (though I did
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but weakly merit that Honour, and a better choice might have been made among the <hi>Ae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gyptians)</hi> ſhe was pleaſed to make me his Governour; for my Father was too old for that employment, and only deſired it for my ſelf.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the Queen, whatever conſolation ſhe taſted in the enjoyment of her Son was galled with bitter grief, ſeeing there appear'd no proof of <hi>Caeſars</hi> promiſe. Not long after ſhe underſtood he had given the laſt blow to that War, by the defeat of <hi>Pom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pey</hi>'s Sons: that in <hi>Rome</hi> he had uſurped the Soveraign Authority, and forced a Maſter upon that proud City, the imperious Miſtris of ſo many Kings, and ſo large a part of the Univerſe.</p>
               <p>Then her hopes began to ſwell with the expectation of his Promiſe, and <hi>Caeſar</hi> by fre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quent Letters endeavour'd to confirm them, excuſing his abſence from her delights with very ſpecious Reaſons, which for a time appeaſed her; but when ſhe ſaw a whole year waſted, and yet no haſte made to accompliſh his Vow, ſhe began to loſe her patience, and complain of his infidelity; yet, before ſhe thought fit to make her reſentments ſpeak lowder, ſhe ſent my Father <hi>Apollodorus</hi> to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> as well becauſe he was the faithfulleſt of her Servants, as that in his preſence <hi>Caeſar</hi> eſpouſed her, and might therefore better than any other reproach the violation of his word: This Voyage of my Fathers proved inef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectual; yet when <hi>Caeſar</hi> ſaw him, he hugg'd him in his Arms, entertain'd him nobly, gave him rich Preſents, and often mentioned the Queen with dear reſentments of affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on; but could afford him no other reaſons for his delay, than what he had written to <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> He proteſted that ſo ſoon as he had felt himſelf ſit ſure upon his Imperial Throne, he would accompliſh his promiſe; but in that condition, while his Monarchy was yet infant, feeble and ſtaggering, he found it not ſafe to enterprize any thing againſt the conſent of the People and Senate, whom he had already exaſperated with impoſing his Yoke.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was contented for a time to flatter her ſelf with the likelihood of theſe excuſes; but in fine, after her patience had learned another Leſſon as tedious as the firſt, ſhe broke into reproaches againſt him, gave her ſelf up to the ſway of a juſt paſſion, and probably was hatching thoughts to make it known in ſome deadly blow, when news came that Heaven had revenged her, and that her faithleſs <hi>Caeſar</hi> was murdered in the Senate-houſe, with twenty three wounds, by thoſe that he thought his deareſt friends.</p>
               <p>This report fell like a Clap of Thunder upon her ſpirit, and all her Choler could not diſſwade her from receiving it at firſt, as the greateſt blow that Heaven and Fortune could contribute to her overthrow. She ſolemniz'd this loſs with a deluge of tears, and ſuch actions as could beſt expreſs moſt paſſion, and would poſſibly have abandoned her ſelf to grief, if the laſt marks of <hi>Coeſar</hi>'s ingratitude, had not brought her comfort; for ſhe learn'd that a little before his death, he had adopted his Nephew <hi>Octavius</hi> (who is now the great <hi>Auguſtus Caeſar)</hi> for his Son, declar'd him his Heir, and oblig'd him to take his Name and Dignity, without making the leaſt mention of his Son <hi>Caeſario</hi> or <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> This laſt aſſurance the Queen received of her Husbands ingrateful diſeſteem, kindled a de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpite that dry'd up all her tears, and ſhewed her cauſe to rejoyce in the ſame death ſhe ſo lately bewailed; however ſhe ceas'd to bemoan his loſs in publick, though ſhe rendered to <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s memory the Funeral Honours, which ſhe believed due as to her lawful Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band; but her reſentments againſt the Father, deſcended not to the Son; for, ſhe nou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſhed the little <hi>Caeſario</hi> with as dear indulgence as if his Father had been ſtill faithful; and remembring that (perjur'd as he was) he had been the greateſt of all men; in his face ſhe beheld the Image of his mighty Sire, as another dawning of her Comfort. To him her reſolutions intended the Crown of <hi>Aegypt;</hi> and (though the <hi>Aegyptians</hi> perceiving the <hi>Ptolomean</hi> Race was almoſt extinct) did oft petition her to make choice of another Husband, ſhe alwaies denied their entreaties, and at laſt ſo won upon them by her mild and prudent Government, as they were content to approve her Deſign of paſſing the reſt of her Life in Widowhood.</p>
               <p>Alas! how happy had the poor Queen been, had ſhe held her reſolution; ſhe had a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voided thoſe famous misfortunes that made ſo much noiſe in the World; and her miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries, with the lamentable Cataſtrophe of her Life, had not forc'd tears from her rudeſt Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies.</p>
               <p>Sir, I ſuppoſe you know that a few years after <hi>Julius Caeſar</hi>'s death, the unfortunate <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tony,</hi> having ſhar'd the Empire of the world with young <hi>Caeſar,</hi> ſince called <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and with him reveng'd the murder of their Predeceſſor, by the defeat of the Conſpirators, and by that bloody <hi>Triumvirat</hi> which produc'd ſuch fatal effects in <hi>Rome;</hi> paſſing through <hi>Cilicia</hi> to make war upon the <hi>Partbians,</hi> he ſummon'd <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to appear before him; and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe the Queen was too weak to reſiſt the puiſſance of that great Maſter of half
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the World, by the advice of her Counſel, ſhe went to find him in that ſtately Galley, whereof the Stern was all of pure Gold, the Sails of Purple, the Oars of Silver, and all the reſt dreſt in that proud Equipage that has ſince found the World ſo much Diſcourſe: you have heard of her meeting with <hi>Anthony,</hi> and the Feaſts they made ſo full of Pomp and Profuſions: but as <hi>Anthony</hi> was firſt vanquiſhed with <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s magnificence, ſo he gaz'd not long before he was ſubdu'd with her beauty, to which he became a ſlave, not with a ſervitude parallel to his Predeceſſor, but ſuch an one as only expired with his life; and would have endured a thouſand Ages, had the Gods lengthened their days to ſo re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mote a period.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anthony</hi> was ſomething inferiour to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and therefore <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in beſtowing her ſelf upon him, might ſeem to deſcend a little from the height of her pretences: But, ſince ſhe was reſolved to give <hi>Caeſar</hi> a Succeſſor, ſhe could not chooſe a greater than <hi>Anthony</hi> amongſt men, whoſe glory was not yet blaſted by the fortune of <hi>Auguſtus;</hi> his birth was of the moſt Illuſtrious, his Perſon recommended by a number of fair qualities, and brave actions, and his rank no leſs conſiderable than the chief upon earth. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> rendered her ſelf to theſe conſiderations, and to the loyal affection of <hi>Anthony,</hi> who, for her ſake de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerting the amity of young <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and his Siſter <hi>Octavia,</hi> whom he had Married at <hi>Rome,</hi> gave up all his intereſt in the Common-wealth, and his own fortunes that were faſtned to it, to give himſelf intirely to her, and confining his Ambition within her Embraces, eſpouſed her in <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I know the <hi>Romans,</hi> irreconcileable enemies to <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s memory, have endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour'd to diſprove that Marriage as they did the former, and perſecuted that deplo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable Queen in her reputation, after they had ſent her to her Tomb by their cruelty: but my eyes were witneſſes of what might ſerve to upbraid their inhumanity, and juſtifie her memory againſt thoſe cruel ones that would ſtill diſturb her repoſe in her very Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pulchre.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Anthony</hi> ty'd the Conjugal knot in publick, but with an inauſpicious augury, which their misfortunes did ſince prove too prophetick. They are ſo well known, that I believe you are not ignorant of the leaſt particular; I ſhall therefore incloſe them in a few words, and ſwiftly follow the thread of my diſcourſe, till I arrive at what chiefly engages this relation. Within the firſt year of their Marriage, the Queen diſcloſed a double birth, a Son and a Daughter; the Son was called <hi>Alexander,</hi> the Daughter <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and if I had not named <hi>Caeſario,</hi> I would have ſaid that humane eye never ſaw any thing ſo fair as theſe Twins: Indeed I think their beauty was fatal to their Houſe, and a cauſe of calling down the Divine Veugeance upon <hi>Anthony,</hi> for ſo oft provoking the Gods, by ſhewing theſe Children at publick ſpectacles, with the uſurped names of <hi>Apollo</hi> and <hi>Diana,</hi> cauſing them to be dreſſed in the ſame faſhion thoſe Deities were uſually repreſented in, and com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manding the ſame honours ſhould be rendered them as were ordinarily paid to thoſe Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vinities.</p>
               <p>I ſaw them not ſince they were eight or nine years of age; but at that time they were the wonder of all that beheld them, and it was thought the beauty of young <hi>Cleopatra</hi> would not only equal the Queen her Mother, but out-ſhine all that ever were accounted fair.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Thoſe that conceived ſuch hopes of the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra, (ſaid Tyridates, interupt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing Eteocles)</hi> had much reaſon on their ſide; my ſelf ſaw her at <hi>Rome,</hi> while I made my reſidence in the Emperors Court, and agreed with the general opinion, that Nature never ſhap'd a face ſo triumphantly beautiful: She now lives at Court with the Empreſs <hi>Livia,</hi> who tenders her with as dear an eſteem, as if ſhe were her proper Daughter; the fame of her perfections have already nois'd them in a large part of the World; and were I not loath to interrupt your narration, I would ſpeake more amply of them. Young <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> her Brother, was then at <hi>Rome,</hi> in an high eſteem for handſomneſs; but the Elder, <hi>Alexander,</hi> whom you mention'd, was a while ſince loſt at Sea, without any news of his eſcape.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid Eteocles,</hi> your relation doth ſenſibly touch me, for while I have life I muſt own ſo paſſionate an intereſt in all that pertains, either in blood or alliance to our dead Queen, as I cannot hear them ſpoken of without extraordinary motion; may the Gods frame them a fortune different from their Parents, and do me the grace to let me ſee thoſe dear Reliques of that Illuſtrious Family, recover their ſplendour.</q> But to continue my Story, a year after <hi>Alexander</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> was born that <hi>Ptolomee</hi> you ſaw at <hi>Rome,</hi> little inferiour to the other two, carrying in his Viſage the fair marks of a glorius Birth. Never was there ſeen a Court ſo Pompous as <hi>Anthony</hi>'s and <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s; moſt of the Kings upon Earth came thither to pay their Homage, and many of them ſent their Children,
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that they might have the honour to be educated with our young princes; indeed they were brought up with ſuch care, as was due to them only; and though <hi>Caeſario</hi> was not Son to <hi>Anthony,</hi> yet his reſpect to him was proportion'd to that great veneration he pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerv'd for his Fathers memory: he caus'd the the Marriage of <hi>Julius Caeſar</hi> with <hi>Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra</hi> to be publickly proclaimed in all his Dominions, declared <hi>Caeſario</hi> the Legitimate Son, and indubitable heir to his Father, rendered him honours ſutable to that dignity; and whether it were to endear his Mother, or to appear kind to <hi>Caeſars</hi> memory, he caus'd him to be ſtyled the King of Kings, as he had already <hi>Cleopatra</hi> the Queen of Kings, and diſdaining ſhe ſhould bear a barren Title, he gave her the Realms of <hi>Aegypt, Cyprus, Soria,</hi> and the lower <hi>Syria.</hi> To young <hi>Alexander, Armenia,</hi> all <hi>Media</hi> and <hi>Parthia</hi> when it ſhall be conquered. To young <hi>Cleopatra, Lybia</hi> and <hi>Cilicia;</hi> and to little <hi>Ptolo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mee, Syria,</hi> and <hi>Phoenicia.</hi> Of theſe ſeveral preſents he ſent the Decree to be confirmed at <hi>Rome,</hi> which nevertheleſs was ſuppreſſed by the Conſuls, <hi>Domitius</hi> and <hi>Soſius,</hi> the very ſame you mentioned in your diſcourſe.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, you know what Wars were waged while they lived together both in your own Country, and in <hi>Syria</hi> againſt <hi>Antiochus;</hi> The good ſucceſs he had againſt <hi>Parthia</hi> by his Lievtenants, and the ill luck that befel him when he carried the War thither in Perſon; his reſentments againſt <hi>Artabaſus</hi> King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> whom with his Children he led Captive to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where a while after he loſt his Head by <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Command, as your recital expreſt it. You are not ignorant of the many voyages he made to <hi>Rome,</hi> where he always reſiſted the Senate that would oblige him to forſake <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and at laſt fell ſoul with <hi>Auguſtus</hi> by that ſcornful repudiation that he made of his Siſter <hi>Octavia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In fine, the War being openly declared between theſe two Maſters of the World, their grand factions almoſt intirely divided it, according to the ſway of ſeveral affections; two greater powers than theſe never met in oppoſition, and the World never regarded an e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vent with ſo much intereſt as that, which was to decide its Empire.</p>
               <p>My Lord, you have underſtood the beginnings of this War; with the divers encoun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters, wherein Fortune ſometimes liſted her ſelf in one, ſometimes in the other party, till the Battel of <hi>Actium,</hi> where, after ſhe had long ballanc'd her good will, ſhe declar'd for <hi>Caeſar.</hi> The miſerable <hi>Antony</hi> was betray'd both by Love and Fortune, and whatever cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage the Queen diſclos'd in the ſpring-tide of her Life, was all reſign'd to the horror of that one Battel, where ſhe aſſiſted in Perſon; whence flying with ſixty Sayls in her com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, ſhe drew along the amorous <hi>Antony,</hi> who rather choſe to abandon with the Victory, the Empire of the World, then to loſe his <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> You muſt needs have heard how after that ſignal deleat they were forſaken by all their Troops; and ſure ſame has told you of the pitiſul effects that errour produced among them; how upon a falſe report of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s death, ſpread by her ſelf with deſign to cure <hi>Antony</hi> of an unjuſt ſuſpition he had conceived of her; that deſperate Prince ſlew himſelf with his own hand, and breathed his laſt be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween the arms of his dear <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in the Tomb wherein ſhe had ſhut up her ſelf; you have heard it related how <hi>Caeſar</hi> (having rendred himſelf Maſter of <hi>Alexandria)</hi> came to viſit her, brought her comfort, and intreated her to hope for all the civil uſage his power could afford; all which the great-hearted Princeſs couragiouſly diſdained, and not induring to ſurvive her dear <hi>Antony,</hi> nor to ſee her ſelf, in danger to be led to <hi>Rome</hi> in triumph, ſhe called Death to her Reſcue, which ſhe gave her ſelf by an <hi>Aſpick</hi>'s tooth, for want of other weapons: and how <hi>Caeſar,</hi> after he had pacifi'd <hi>Egypt,</hi> and left <hi>Cornelins Gallus</hi> Governour at <hi>Alexandria;</hi> returned to <hi>Rome,</hi> whither he led <hi>Alexander, Ptolomee,</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the Children of <hi>Antony</hi> and our Queen. Thus compris'd in a few words, I have given you the lamentabie deſtiny of this infortunate Prince: but you are yet to underſtand that of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and I aſſure my ſelf you be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved, with the greateſt part of the World, that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> had caus'd him to be put to Death, as ſame did openly divulge it.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>'Tis true, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> and I had my belief from the general confidence at <hi>Rome</hi> that it was ſo, where I have often heard that <hi>Caeſar</hi> having taken <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and advi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing with his friends what he ſhould do with <hi>Caeſario,</hi> the Philoſopher <hi>Arrius,</hi> who was in great credit with him, whiſper'd ſome words in his ear, that alluding to a verſe in <hi>Homer,</hi> might thus be interpreted.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Plurality of</hi> Caeſars <hi>is not ſafe.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>And from that hint <hi>Auguſtns</hi> (fearing that he might one day diſpute the ſucceſſion of his Fathers Empire) put him death. Such <hi>replyed Eteocles,</hi> was the general opinion, and we are happy that it got ſo much credit among the Princes Enemies; who poſſibly without that prevention, would have made their purſuit and perſecution reach to the
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place that protected him: But to you I ſhall unmask the truth, what ever danger the diſcovery may threaten, knowing well, I do not hazard my Prince in declaring the truth of his Life to another Prince, that equals his vertues; and it was but to come the right way to his adventures, that with a few words I touch'd a part of the Queen his Mother.</q>
               </p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of</hi> Caeſario, <hi>and the Queen</hi> CANDACE.</head>
                  <p>AFter the loſs of the Battel of <hi>Actium,</hi> and the diſloyal falling away of the greateſt part of the Forces, the unfortunate <hi>Antony</hi> and his Queen ſhut themſelves up in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and there attended the approaches of their victorious Foe, with the reſt of their Forces, reſolving to defend it to the laſt Man, and the lateſt moment of their lives; their courage was not revolted with their fortune; for they might yet have protected their Fate, and again debated the Worlds Command, if the prevention of that diſaſtrous miſtake had not contrived their ruine: Nevertheleſs the Queen, not able to refute her juſt fears of a ſudden wrack, began to caſt an eye upon her deplorable Family, that in ſo ſhort a time were tumbled from the ſublimeſt pitch of Fortune, to the foot of Calamity. Oh Gods! what words (that were fitteſt to ſhew the marks of a ſignal grief) did ſhe not give to thoſe ſad conſiderations? There was much reaſon in her fears that the Victor would make his hatred reach to the Children of his Enemy, and ſo choak all the ſeeds of War, that might grow up to give another ſhock to the tranquillity of his dominion, by root<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing out the whole <hi>Antonian</hi> race; and theſe ſuſpitions made her oft ſolicit that the Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren might be put in ſome place of ſafety; and either ſent to the King of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> a great and puiſſant Prince, their friend and allye, who had neither felt nor fear'd the <hi>Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man</hi> Arms; or to <hi>Herod,</hi> a faithful friend to <hi>Antony;</hi> or at leaſt to ſome others, whom the change of fortune had not perſwaded to diſavow their Amity.</p>
                  <p>But <hi>Antony,</hi> who tenderly indulged his Children, could not reſolve to ſee them ſo pluck'd from him, or ſend them to ſeek their ſafety from the hands of a ſtranger: he repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to the Queen, that the Gods that were yet able to ſend them ſuccours (contrary to the opinion of men) might miraculouſly repair the ruines they had made; and, ſhould ſuch a change arrive in their favour, they ſhould repent the expoſing them to a flight, whoſe ſucceſs was uncertain: that if Heaven had reſolved to compleat their deſtruction, they might expect a better fate for their Infants from the clemency of their Enemy, than the loyalty of any barbarous Prince, whoſe friendſhip, the Child of their Fortune, no doubt would follow it to the Conquerours party.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> perceiving his reſolution not to be mov'd, and her ſelf not able to wreſt the diſpoſal of the Children from him, fell to conſider of his preſervation, whom he had no part in, and judging with much prudence, that though <hi>Auguſtus</hi> might pardon the Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geny of <hi>Antony,</hi> yet he would not do ſo to the Son of <hi>Julius Caeſar,</hi> who (profeſſing himſelf the off-ſpring of a lawful Marriage) while he lived, would at leaſt be armed with Juſtice, to bid fair for his Fathers ſucceſſion, which the other poſſeſſed by no other right than that of adoption; the lawful power of his diſpoſal ſfolely remaining in her ſelf, (for <hi>Antony</hi> pretend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed not to it) ſhe concluded that it was not ſafe to truſt him to the mercy of that enemy, and could find no other way but ſuch a flight to ſecure him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Caeſario</hi> was five or ſix years elder than the reſt, and then newly arrived at the fifteenth year, but at that age was become the moſt accompliſhed of Princes; his beauty never found an equal among thoſe of his own Sex: in the vivacity of his eyes, and all the features of his viſage, was ſeen an ayr ſo Majeſtick as could belong to none but <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> his ſtature was extraordinary for his age, his force prodigious, his agility and nimbleneſs in all his exerciſes attracted the admiration of all beholders, his ſprightly dexterous wit expreſt ſuch an inchaunting ſweetneſs, and his inclinations were alwayes ſo level'd at great actions, that in his tendereſt years, I never knew him nurſe a thought that was not wing'd for an uncommon flight: he was inflamed with an emulation at his Fathers glory, and it kindled the ſame deſires in him that it had done in the Soul of young <hi>Alexander:</hi> but in the relation of his life, which was made him, and which I oft repreſented to his eyes, as a Model for his imitation, he never ſet a lower eſteem upon his Clemency, Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berality, and Moderation, than his and Valour prudent Conduct; and all the gloſſes he made upon it, were ſo many delightful demonſtrations to me of his ardent love to Vertue. In an age ſo tender and feeble to ſupport a Curaſs, a hundred times has he offered to precipitate himſelf into Military dangers; and had not an abſolute authority retain'd him,
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he would have followed <hi>Antony</hi> to his Battels with an ardour which he found very diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cult to moderate: Such a one, or rather a thouſand times better than what my expreſſion has made him, was <hi>Caeſario,</hi> when the Queen his Mother (preferring his ſecurity to her own delight in injoying his lovely preſence) reſolved to loſe it for ever, and being confirm'd in that purpoſe, and prepared to execute it, I was commanded to attend him from his Chamber to her preſence.</p>
                  <p>She could not behold him with a deſign never to ſee him more, (at leaſt if the Gods reſtor'd not their Fortunes) without reſigning that conſtancy, wherewith ſhe tempered all her actions, to abundance of tender tears; which ſo ſoftned the young Princes Soul and mine, as it ſet our eyes for a while to the ſame task.</p>
                  <p>At laſt ſhe made an aſſault upon her grief, and ſtrugling to recover an aſſured look, after ſhe had wiped away her tears: <q>My Son, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> though your years be few, your apprehenſions do much ore-top thoſe of an equal age; and I know you are already ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable to make reflection upon our preſent and paſt Fortunes; you are derived from a Father that was the greateſt of men, and a Mother that may boaſt to have held ſome rank among women, and will leave a report of her life behind her, that is not ordinary in her Sex. I ſee nothing in you, (the Gods be thanked) that belies your Birth, or forbids me to hope that you will not make the Soul of mighty <hi>Caeſar</hi> (now plac'd among the Gods) to bluſh at your begetting; If Fortune frowns upon your budding Age, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reaves you (with thoſe from whom you had your being) of the advantages, which in part you ſhould hold of her, learn in time to ſlight her, and ſtrain your vertue to cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tive her ſmiles, and force her back again. You wear a Sword, after your Fathers example, that may one day recover the Crowns you have loſt; and if the Gods decree (as there is much appearance) that we fall in this War, and period our Empire with our dayes, you ſhall ſtay behind us to win that back again by the glory of your actions, which we loſt by the laſt of ours, revive the memory of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haps revenge the fate of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> upon thoſe enemies that deſtroy'd us. Theſe are the hopes, my Son, that move me to ſtudy thy ſafety, when I neglect my own; my affection to thee makes me commit a cruel violence upon my tendereſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clination; 'tis fit we part, young <hi>Caeſar,</hi> that thou mayeſt go beyond the reach of thy enemies Arms, and go in queſt of a better deſtiny, than that thou muſt expect at the knees of a pitileſs Conquerour; and indeed it is unfit that the Legitimate Son of great <hi>Caeſar</hi> ſhould tamely beg a life of his adoptive, which he cannot take of him without a bluſh, and which he muſt never look to obtain from him, who, in bearing the name and power of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> does neither inherit his Clemency, nor any one of his other Vertues. To preſerve thee, I diſpoyl my heart of its deareſt Sentiments, but (whatever violence I ſuffer) I ſhall alwayes think it a more gentle calamity, to part with thee for ever, than to ſee thee cold in thy urn before I enter mine, to behold thee a Suppliant at the feet of our cruel Enemy, or dragged in triumph behind his Chariot, to that City, which thy Father firſt ranged under his obedience.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Queen ſtop'd at theſe words, to dry ſome diſobedient tears, which rebelled againſt her reſolution; and, removing her eyes from the face of her Son to faſten them upon mine; <hi>Eteoeles,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <q>This is the laſt time that I remit into your hands, the things which I count moſt precious: I truſted you with his Education, as I do now with the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation of his life, and with it all my own hopes; let your fidelity expreſs you, by the proofs I ask, to be the worthy Son of <hi>Apollodorus,</hi> who died as he lived in my ſervice, after he had got the repute of the moſt loyal ſervant that ever breathed; Take the Prince my Son and your Pupil, whom I releaſe to your care and conduct, and with your moſt winged diligence conduct him out of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and the unfortunate <hi>Egypt,</hi> into <hi>Ethio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pia:</hi> The King of that puiſſant Realm is our friend and allye, and the only neigbour we have that dares think himſelf ſtrong enough to defend his own againſt their invaſions, and therefore ſtands not in awe of the <hi>Roman</hi> Arms; Of him in my name demand a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuge for this young Prince, whom I not only truſt him with, but beſtow upon him; Tell him our alliance does not only oblige him, nor the Laws of Generoſity, that preach the protection of the miſerable and oppreſſed, but the intereſt that is common to all that wield Scepters, to oppoſe himſelf againſt the violence of the <hi>Romans,</hi> thoſe cruel enemies of mandkind that would ſtretch their Tyranny over all the Kings on Earth. I know he will receive you, and allow my Son all the Shelter you can ask. This night you ſhall ſet forwards, for I deſire your voyage may be ſecretly carried, leaſt our enemies take notice of it, and ſo endeavour to ſtrike at the life of this poor Prince: You ſhall have <hi>Rhodon</hi> and <hi>Alexander</hi> for companions in your flight, with a few Officers moſt neceſſary for ſo ſmall a number; leſt a greater train might diſcover the
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deſign, and betray my Son to ſuch dangers, as my timorous apprehenſion is apt to <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>rame<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> I ſhall furniſh you with Money and Jewels enough to keep off neceſſity, while you ſlay from us in ſo remote a reſidence. If we make peace with <hi>Octavius,</hi> or by the favour of Divine aide recover ſtrength to rear our drooping fortunes, I will call you back again, and with all the haſte that affection can make, draw you from an exile, which I cannot ſupport without a bleeding grief.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Queen expreſt her ſelf in theſe terms, when the young Prince, throwing himſelf at her feet, proteſted he would rather die than abandon her, that in ſtead of leaving her expoſed to the menaces of ſo much peril, he had courage enough to run her Fortune and <hi>Antony</hi>'s.</p>
                  <p>The Queen drawing new arguments from the diſcourſe and action of this brave Spirit, and excellent Nature, felt a painfull increaſe of her affection: and turning her eyes from his face, where they did but gather freſh cauſes of grief: Great <hi>Caeſar,</hi> ſaid ſhe, if thou beeſt rank'd among the Gods, ſince he carries ſo many worthy marks of thy life, protect the Son that thou haſt left me. And then turning to her Son, at firſt ſhe gently ſtrugled with his reſolution, but perceiving that would not do, ſhe ſternly imployed all her authority, and after ſhe had abſolutely forbidden his further oppoſition of her will, ſhe commanded me carry him away by force, if he refus'd to follow.</p>
                  <p>Young <hi>Caeſario</hi> bearing ſuch a reſpect to the Queen, as knew not how to diſpence with obedience, ſubmitted to this laſt command: and only in tears expreſt his grief to forſake her. I ſhall not further inlarge upon the Queens and our regrets, to which, and to our preparations for departure, we dedicated the reſt of that day: the Queen ſent by <hi>Iras,</hi> and <hi>Charmione</hi> (her two faithful Maids that died with her with ſuch conſtant fidelity, as will be the wonder of all ages) a Cabinet full of Gold, and ſome rich Jewels, which ſhe truſted to my hands; and ſo ſoon as the Night approach'd, after ſhe had uttered her laſt adieu to us, bath'd in a River of Tears, ſhe bruis'd the Prince in her arms; and and when ſhe had left her laſt kiſs upon his cheek, <q>Go, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> young Prince, where thy deſtiny calls thee, the Gods will undertake thy protection, in the mean time forget not thy Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers greatneſs, and let none of Fortunes rude blows over-tame thee to actions unworthy of thy Birth.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>After theſe words, the laſt I heard from her, untying her ſelf from her Sons embraces, ſhe caus'd us to mount on Horſe-back in her preſence, and without further delay to quit the melancholy <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>My Lord, the beginning of <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s adventures, carrying much reſemblance to yours; like your ſelf, he was forc'd to fly his Country, in an age little differing from that where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in you quitted <hi>Parthia.</hi> He went out of <hi>Alexandria</hi> with not above a dozen Horſes in his train; and he that a while before with ſo much pomp had been proclaim'd the King of Kings in divers Nations, was forced to abandon his native Country, and in that petty equipage to ſeek a Covert for his life in a foreign Land.</p>
                  <p>This ſudden and ſtrange revolution of Fortune, may ſerve for a memorable example to thoſe that truſt to her favours, and ſuffer themſelves to be blinded with treacherous Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſperity. The magnificence of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had been excuſable, if they had not ſtain'd that Grandeur that placed them in the chiefeſt rank of Mankind, with actions that pull'd the Divine Anger upon their Heads; and thoſe that a little before ſaw ſo many Kings at their feet, bereaving one of his Crown, another of his Head, (as the unfortunate <hi>Antigonus</hi> King of <hi>Judea,</hi> and the wretched <hi>Artabaſus</hi> of <hi>Armenia,)</hi> beheld themſelves re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced to attend his deſtiny in the laſt City that was left them, and, a few dayes after, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrained to take the ſuccours of death from their own hands, which <hi>Cleopatra</hi> (to compleat her calamities) had much ado to obtain, and did at laſt by an Artifice.</p>
                  <p>We parted from <hi>Alexandria</hi> almoſt at the ſame time that <hi>Octavius Caeſar</hi> encamped on the other ſide, in view of the Walls; and had we longer delay'd the Voyage, we had found no paſſage free. Young <hi>Caeſario</hi> had ſo long practis'd Horſe-manſhip, under thoſe Maſters that taught him his exerciſe, as it rendred him the leſs unfit to undertake the toil of ſuch a Journey; beſides, he had inured himſelf to travel by his cuſtome to follow the chaſe, which he would do with much eagerneſs, being of a conſtitution ſtrong beyond his age; and this proved very ſerviceable to our deſign. The firſt Night we ſtrive to reach ſo far, as any perſon, leſs hardy than himſelf, would have been weakned with wearineſs; and about the break of day we ſtaid at a Village three or four hundred furlongs from <hi>Alexandria;</hi> where we found it fit to let the young Prince repoſe himſelf, while we refreſhed our Horſes. In that place we ſtaid three or four hours; which expired, we again got to Horſe, but had not marched many furlongs before I ſpyed the Princes Horſe, with my own, <hi>Rodons,</hi> and three or four others in the company, to halt, and not ſo much as dreaming
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of the treachery was intended us, I only imputed it to the wearineſs they had contracted with hard riding and extraordinary haſt: We might have taken thoſe that continued ſound; but, loath to part with ſo many neceſſary officers, and beſides, ignorant of the miſchief that purſued us, we were conſtrained to march ſo ſoftly, that we had much ado in that whole day, to reach another Town, that was not diſtant above one hundred fifty fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>longs from that where we reſted in the morning, and there arrived (our Horſes ſcarce able to ſuſtain themſelves) we were compell'd to ſtay that night; but ſending for ſome Smiths that lived there, to ſearch them, we found that they were all pricked, and the nails that hurt them no ſooner drawn out, but they were much mended, yet not ſo recovered as to endure that nights travel. I then began to entertain ſome ſuſpicion, and to believe this an intended Treachery to retard our Voyage; but yet I knew not whom to diſtruſt, our little Troop was compos'd of no perſons, but ſuch from whom, indeed, we had reaſon to hope an untainted fidelity; my ſelf excepted, <hi>Rodon</hi> and <hi>Neander</hi> were the principal: <hi>Rodon</hi> was made the Princes ſub-Governour in his tendereſt years, and had not a leſs part in his education than my ſelf; beſides, he had a Son there of the ſame age with the Prince, that was brought up with him, and then followed him in that Voyage: <hi>Neander</hi> was a man of approved fidelity; and the reſt all eminent Officers of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Houſe, as ſhe had culled from ſuch as ſhe thought moſt true; yet even among thoſe we found Monſters ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of the blackeſt Treaſon, and the moſt prodigious villany that ever was hatched by humane invention.</p>
                  <p>After I had almoſt waſted that night converſing with cares, too reſtleſs to admit ſleep, I threw my ſelf from my Bed, in which I was laid in my cloaths; and paſſing into a little Gallery adjoyning to our Chamber, I opened a window, to ſee if I could ſpy the approach of day; under this window was a Garden, in which I over-heard ſome perſons diſcourſing, and though I had little room for curioſity, unleſs ſuch as regarded my Princes ſafety, yet then, and peculiarly then I think the Gods inſpir'd me with it; the firſt words had no ſooner delivered themſelves at my ear, but I knew the voice was <hi>Rodon</hi>'s, and preſently after diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered him that talk'd with him, to be a Kinſman of his, and one that he deeply truſted, call'd <hi>Acetes,</hi> for whom he had formerly procur'd a beneficial Grant from the Queen. The time and place made them exchange their thoughts with a confidence fearleſs of over hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers; but Heaven was awake in my Prince's behalf, and by that miraculous occaſion, beck<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned me to his preſervation.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Rodon</hi> and <hi>Acetes</hi> did but enter the Garden when I open'd the window, and therefore I believe I heard all their parly. <q>Thou haſt made great haſt, <hi>ſaid Rodon;</hi> but is it poſſible thou couldſt diſpatch ſo many things in ſo ſhort a time, coming out of <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dria</hi> but with us! Content your ſelf, reply'd <hi>Acetes,</hi> that the affair is driven to the mark of your deſires, that I ſpake with <hi>Caeſar</hi> himſelf, who well remembred your name, and mentioned the ſolicitations he had formerly made, to obtain that which now you have offered him: There I ſtaid, by his command a full hour, while he conſulted with his friends upon the moſt requiſite reſolution; at laſt he called me to his preſence, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded me to return unto you, &amp; aſſure you, that he would not only beſtow thoſe Jewels on you which the Queen had comitted to <hi>Eteocles</hi> cuſtody, butbids you hope for more important favours; and this day to expect news from him upon the way, which your Letter told him, you were to take. My ſelf over-heard the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand he gave to a Centurion, to be ready, and I believe they will overtake us before we reach the forreſt of <hi>Agria,</hi> through which we are to paſs. They will have time enough to do that, <hi>replyed the diſloyal Rodon;</hi> for our march has been ſo ſlow ſince I nail'd our Horſes, while <hi>Eteocles</hi> and the reſt were at their repoſe, that the Romans will need but a little diligence to reach us; but now let us talk no more of it, for we cannot carry too much caution and diſtruſt in an Affair of this nature.</q> And thus whether they fear'd to be leſſen'd or ſurpriz'd by the days arrival, which then began to appear, they left the Garden, and me ſtill at the window, in ſuch a confuſion as is impoſſible to repreſent.</p>
                  <p>Gods! What a ſtrange agony of Thoughts was I then diſtracted with? To what extremes of Grief, Aſtoniſhment, and Anger, did the knowledge of that loathed Trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon hurry me? I had much ado to credit my own Ears, in a thing ſo unlikely; it had almoſt ſurpriz'd the uſe of my Reaſon and Judgment; The firſt thing I did was to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſt <hi>Rodo'n</hi>s infidelity; then, upon my knees, I gave thanks to the Gods for the mira<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cle of this Diſcovery, and Petition'd the continuance of their aid for the Princes ſafety, yet I was much to ſeek for the continuance of my endeavours; for I ſaw my ſelf, on all ſides, menaced with ſo much difficulty, that I almoſt wanted power to conceive a hope of ſucceſs.</p>
                  <p>
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And now the day had withdrawn all the Curtains of darkneſs, before I could faſten up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on any other reſolution than to kill <hi>Rodon,</hi> and at leaſt revenge my Prince, if it were not permitted me to preſerve him; nevertheleſs, having no time to loſe, I return'd into my Chamber full of mortal inquietudes, and after I had given order for the Horſes to be ready; I wakened the Prince, and caus'd him to riſe with a haſty diligence; while he was appa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>relling himſelf, I drew <hi>Neander</hi> aſide (having learned by <hi>Rodon</hi>'s diſcourſe, he was not of the Conſpiracy with that Traytor) in a few words I let him know our deſtiny, which ſhook him with as great a fit of confuſion as my ſelf; while we were talking of it, the unfaithfull <hi>Rodon</hi> came to us, the ſight of whom had almoſt put my power into the hands of Paſſion; and I was even ready to fly upon him and ſtrangle him, yet, with much ado, bridled it, and adviſing <hi>Neander</hi> to the ſame reſervation, we got the Prince on Horſe-back, concealing the truth from him, leſt his tender years being too weak to diſguiſe his ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſion, ſhould betray it in troubled looks, and ſo deprive us of the means to endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour his preſervation.</p>
                  <p>Thus leaving the Town, we took the ſame way was firſt reſolved, for fear <hi>Rodon</hi> ſhould ſcent the diſcovery of his Treaſon, and we had ſcarce marched a quarter of an hour, when the Gods ſent me a thought, which I reſolved to Act without further deli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>beration.</p>
                  <p>I confeſs, at firſt, I felt ſome repugnance, for the danger to which I was to expoſe an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent Perſon; but the ſafeguard of my Prince out-weighed the reſt of my conſiderations, and helped me in a moment to level all the obſtacles that oppoſed my intention: For that reaſon, making a ſign to <hi>Neander</hi> to keep up with the Prince and the reſt of the Troop, I marched ſoftly after with <hi>Rodon,</hi> whom I had ingaged in diſcourſe; but when the reſt had left us a little behind (feigning that ſomething was broke about my Saddle) I alighted, making ſhew to amend it, and oblig'd <hi>Rodon</hi> to ſtay for me, telling him that a little gal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lopping would ſoon recover our company: Beſides that, I had ſome authority over him, the eſtate whereto his Conſcience had reduced him, left him not confidence enough to gain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſay me; nor was he unwilling to accept of any occaſion to retard our voyage, becauſe he knew it might advantage his Deſign.</p>
                  <p>Thus, when our little Troop had gained more ground of us, and by the help of a little Hill betwixt us, I had loſt ſight of them, I remounted my Horſe, and approaching <hi>Rodon,</hi> with a look that repreſented part of the paſſion that ſwayed within me; <hi>Traytor</hi> (ſaid I) <hi>thy death is at hand; and if thy Prince muſt dye by thy diſloyalty, thou ſhalt yet want the ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction to ſee him periſh, or reap the profit of thy horrid Treachery.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I had no ſooner utter'd theſe words, but my Sword was in my hand; and the faithleſs <hi>Rodon</hi> (more combated with his Conſcience, than the fear of my Valour) receiving my menace with a pale diſmaid look, had much ado to put himſelf in any poſture of reſiſtance; nevertheleſs with a trembling hand he drew his Sword, but defended himſelf ſo ill with it, that, with a facility which took away all the glory of that action, I paſs'd mine twice through his body, and tumbled him upon the ſand, where he vomited out his perfidious Soul with his blood.</p>
                  <p>After this execution, ſheathing my Sword again, I haſted after the Prince with all the ſpeed I could make; but caſting my eyes back from the top of the Hill, I perceiv'd the Squadron of Horſe that <hi>Coeſar</hi> had ſent after us, marching out of the Town where we lodg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, which I preſently judg'd to be the ſame that the falſe <hi>Rodon</hi> expected: This ſight made me ſpur up to my company, and when I had overtaken them, approaching to <hi>Neanders</hi> ear, <q>
                        <hi>Neander, ſaid I, Rodon</hi> is dead, but our Enemies appear; Take the Prince with you and two of our men, gallop on afore to the Foreſt of <hi>Agria,</hi> thruſt your ſelves into the thickeſt part of it, and there expect my coming up, with good newes, the reſt of the day: I will try to abuſe our Enemies; and, if Heaven favour my intentions, hinder their further purſuit of us; If you ſee me not come back to you ſome time to day, at night purſue your voyage, under the conduct of the Gods, who will not aban<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I ſaid no more, and without giving him time to anſwer, made him ſpeed away with the Prince and the two that were to follow them, one of which (becauſe of known fidelity) carried the Jewels and Gold the Queen had given us. <hi>Coeſario,</hi> who had a moſt docile ingenuity, abſolutely obeyed my will, and made no ſcruple to follow <hi>Neander,</hi> becauſe I counſelled it; I could not ſee him part ſo ſuddenly without letting fall ſome tears as a tribute<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> to my fearful incertainty of ever ſeeing him again: And in the mean time, turn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to thoſe that ſtaid with me, <hi>My Friends,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>we are betray'd; our enemies are within a hundred paces of us:</hi> Rodon <hi>ſtays behind to make diſcovery of them: And behold the Traytor, ſhewing them</hi> Acetes; <hi>ſee, the Villain that hath ſold us, has the confidence to ſtay among us.</hi>
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At theſe words I flew at him with my Sword in my hand, but was prevented by two of my Companions that ſtepp'd before him, as he was preparing to fly, and with two blows threw him dead at our Horſes feet.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Rodons</hi> Son, whom I cauſed to ſtay with us, though he would gladly have followed the Prince, who, as I told you, was of an equal Age and Stature to him, and had much in his looks that over-top'd his Condition, beheld the death of <hi>Acetes</hi> with aſtoniſhment, when approaching to him, and taking him by the Arms, I ſhewed him the <hi>Romans,</hi> that were advancing to us a good ſwift trot: <hi>We are all dead men,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>if we do not deceive our Enemies, by making you paſs for the Prince</hi> Caeſario; <hi>the perſonating this Dignity will ſave your life, for if the</hi> Romans <hi>take you for the Son of</hi> Caeſar, <hi>they will onely content themſelves to lead you priſoner to their Emperour; if you tender your own and our lives, favour this juſt deceit.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The fear of death had ſo ſeiz'd the Youth; as it diſpoſed him to follow my fatal counſel, which I had ſcarce ended when the <hi>Romans</hi> were upon us, and ſpreading themſelves upon the Plain, began to inviron us, and ſhut up the paſſage to our flight.</p>
                  <p>I then perceiv'd the danger at hand I had expoſed my ſelf to, and had well fore-ſeen it, before the attempt: But the Gods can witneſs, that I felt no regret to hazard my Life for my Prince's Safety, &amp; that there came no other care to my thoughts but for him and his Conſervation. At a ſign I made to my Companions, we all threw our ſelves from our Horſes, and putting our knees to the ground, we encompaſſed the Son of <hi>Rodon,</hi> whom I had only caus'd to keep his Saddle. The <hi>Romans,</hi> who ran upon us with an impetu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous haſte, perceiving us in that ſuppliant poſture; were ſtaid by the command of their Cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain, attending his Orders, without offering a blow: but ſo ſoon as my voice could be heard; <hi>Ah! whatever you be,</hi> cryed I, <hi>if we have merited your anger, turn your weapons upon us onely, and ſparc great</hi> Caeſars <hi>Son; Sacrifice us to your rage, if we have offended, but give our Prince his life.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words, with our ſubmiſſive action, turn'd the <hi>Roman</hi> Swords (fatal to the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent ſon of <hi>Rodon)</hi> from our throats; for the Captain approaching to him with his drawn Sword: <hi>For you,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>we give you your lives; but 'tis this ſame Son of</hi> Caeſar <hi>we only ſeek to take.</hi> At theſe words, making his way through us, he ran the youth through the body with his Sword, juſt as he was about to ſpeak, and probably to tell him, he was not <hi>Caeſars</hi> Son. I cannot remember that poor young man's unripe fall without the ſenſe of ſome remorſe for my own treachery; but my Lord, it was otherwiſe impoſſibe to ſave our Prince; and ſince one muſt periſh, it was but juſt that the Son of that Traytor ſhould be Sacrific'd to his Fathers Treachery: beſides I had indeed conceiv'd a hope (if hope could ſhape it ſelf in ſo ſhort a time) that the <hi>Romans</hi> would forbear the cruelty of his Murder, and only content themſelves to lead him to their Emperor; in the mean time, I caſt my ſelf upon his body, and (the better to abuſe our Enemies) I made my complaints ſwell to as high a tide, as I ſhould have let fall upon the Corps of our own true Prince. The <hi>Roman</hi> Commander being a man of quality (as good fortune would have it) was touch'd at my piety, and proteſted to me, that he had executed <hi>Caeſars</hi> command with re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gret: He oppos'd himſelf againſt many of his men, that would have cut off the Youths head, to preſent it to the Emperor; and told him they might aſſure him of the truth without exerciſing that inhumanity upon the Son of <hi>Julius Caeſar;</hi> nevertheleſs, at their ſolicitation, he demanded the Jewels which <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had given us; but I reply'd, they were in the hands of one of our Companions, called <hi>Rodon,</hi> whom we had not ſeen all that day, and that I believed that it was he that had betray'd us. At this the Soldiers fell to threaten, and began to ſearch us, but they ſound little about us; and their Captain re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membring his name was <hi>Rodon,</hi> who in effect betray'd us; and knowing the Emperor had deſign'd him the Jewels, as a price of his Treaſon, eaſily believ'd that he was gone away with them; and deſiring he ſhould rather poſſeſs them by that Title, than as the gift of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> commanded them to un-hand us, reſtore us our Horſes, and ſet us at liberty, to retire where we pleas'd. And thus his Men marching after him, they left us about the unfortunate Son of <hi>Rodon,</hi> upon whom I continued ſtill my La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments.</p>
                  <p>When our Enemies were Marched out of ſight (after we had covered the body of that innocent Youth with a little Earth, and indeed contribuuted ſome true tears to his deſtiny) we remounted our Horſes, exalted with our happy ſucceſs beyond expreſſion, and follow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the track of our true Prince.</p>
                  <p>See, <hi>My Lord,</hi> what has paſſed about <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s ſuppoſed Death; they were abus'd that believed he was ever in the hands of <hi>Octavius,</hi> for I dare aſſure you he never ſaw him: and that if he did conſult upon what was to be done with him, and reſolv'd to put him
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to Death, as you related, by advice of <hi>Arrius</hi> the Philoſopher, it muſt either be while <hi>Rodon</hi>'s Meſſenger was with him, or before, while the War was hot between him and <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony;</hi> during which, 'tis true, he had oft ſolicited us to deliver the young Prince into his hands, or put him to death.</p>
                  <p>Two hours after we had thus eſcaped our Enemies, we arrived at the Forreſt of <hi>Agria,</hi> and at the end of it found the Man that <hi>Neander</hi> had ſet Sentinel near the high-way, to conduct me to the place where the Prince was hid; without this precaution, our task would have been difficult to have found him, becauſe the Forreſt was vaſt, and full of Thickets. But Gods! what a joy exalted me when I recovered the ſight of my dear Prince! what words did I not utter! what tears ſhed, when it was permitted me to em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brace him, for whom, ſome hours before, I had been ſhook with ſuch juſt apprehenſions? But then what a pleaſing ſatisfaction was given me! when (after I had receiv'd my Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces <hi>Careſſes</hi> overflowing with affection) I learn'd of <hi>Neander</hi> the inquietude he had ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer'd for my abſence; and his reſolution (after he knew the truth from <hi>Neanders</hi> mouth, who could not refuſe it to his preſſing importunity) to return back and run our fortune, without permitting us alone to expoſe our lives for his ſafety: A deſign ſo Noble (from which <hi>Neander</hi> only withheld him by force) in ſo young a ſoul, pleaſingly confirmed me in thoſe hopes I had already conceived of the height of his courage, and after I had expreſs'd my reſentments of his Nobleneſs, and he rewarded us with tears of acknowledgment for what we had done for his preſervation; and, as proofs of an excellent diſpoſition paid ſome to the memory of that innocent Son of <hi>Rodon,</hi> I caus'd him to mount on horſeback, and ſo we got out of the Frreſt, and continu'd our voyage.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>My Lord,</hi> the particular paſſages by the way, deſerve nothing but ſilence, and to give way to things of more importance, which I muſt inform you of. Within a few days we left <hi>Aegypt</hi> at our backs, and having traverſed part of the Deſarts of <hi>Nubia,</hi> which are contiguous to the two <hi>Realms;</hi> we enter'd <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> and took our way toward the great City of <hi>Meroe,</hi> where that mighty King then made<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> his reſidence. Our young Prince ſuffered the incommodities of the Voyage with an admirable courage and patience, he was ever the firſt that urged our departure from thoſe Towns in our way, where I had oblig'd him to ſtay and take ſome repoſe; we called him not by his right name, leſt the news of his ſafety coming to his Enemies ears, ſhould make them try to find Traytors in <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> as they had done in <hi>Egypt;</hi> and for that cauſe we accuſtomed to call him <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> with deſign that none there ſhould know him by any other name, except the King, and ſuch other perſons as muſt neceſſarily be truſted with the truth. But why ſhould I detain you longer? We arrived at <hi>Meroe,</hi> whither we had ſent <hi>Neander</hi> ſome days before, to advertiſe the King of our Princes coming, and excuſe the entrance of his Dominions without per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion, with the preſſing neceſſity of his flight.</p>
                  <p>The King of <hi>Aethiopia</hi> (one of the beſt and juſteſt Princes upon Earth, who hated the <hi>Roman</hi> Tyranny, and ever honour'd <hi>Cleopatra)</hi> expreſt much joy at the confidence that great Queen repos'd in him, and diſpos'd himſelf to treat the Prince her Son as his own: he would have given him a magnificent reception, if <hi>Neander</hi> had not diſſwaded it, inſtructed by the fear that we had to divulge that, which former conſiderations taught us fit to be concealed. The King, to favour our Deſign, was content to receive him in his Cabinet, where he gave us a particular audience, without admitting any to be preſent, but ſuch as he knew would guard the ſecret.</p>
                  <p>The Magnificence and Furniture of his Palace had doubtleſs aſtoniſh'd any perſons but ſuch as had dwelt in the Court of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> where there gliſter'd more ſumptu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Pomp and Glory, then all the World beſide could boaſt of; yet we there ſaw ſuch an abundance of Riches, as cuſtome to behold ſuch ſights could not keep us from ſurpriſal: for, (as I believe you know) in <hi>Aethiopia</hi> Gold is ſo common, that it is em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed by Perſons of the loweſt Rank, upon the moſt vile offices: But to contract my diſcourſe upon this ſubject, I ſhall only tell you, That as the Majeſty of the King chal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leng'd our veneration, ſo the countenance of my Prince wrought an effect upon his Spirit, that ſoon made him conſider'd as the Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> for he ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coſted him with a Garb that juſtified his Birth, and ſaluted him with a ſtately mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſty that had nothing in it but what was great and graceful, which rather ſtir'd up ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miration and reſpect than pity: I had prepoſſeſſed him with ſome few inſtructions, which he made uſe of with a moſt becoming grace; and after he had render'd his due ſalutes to the King.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Great Prince,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>my Parents, whom Fortune hath abandoned, have bequea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thed me to you, with a belief that you will not refuſe me your Protection; and with</hi>
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                     <hi>them I demand it of you, as the ſole Prince of the World, from whom I am willing to receive it.</hi>
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                  <p>He ſaid no more than theſe few words, which he utter'd in a Kingly faſhion; and at the ſame time I preſented the King with the Queen <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Letter, who preſently ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledg'd the Seal to be hers, and in it found theſe words.</p>
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                           <hi>The QUEEN</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>to the Great</hi> Hidaſpes, <hi>KING of</hi> AETHIOPIA.</head>
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                           <hi>THe Knowledge I have of your Vertues, bids me hope that your Affections will not change with our Fortune; and that having been our Friend and Allie in proſperity, one Calamity can neither make you forget our Amity or Alliance: Upon this confidence, I give you mine, and the Son of mighty</hi> Coeſar, <hi>whom the Arms of his Enemies have chaſed from his Native Country, and reduced to ask a Refuge, which, but from you, I would not beg of any. If the Gods conſent to guard us from the</hi> Roman <hi>yoak and oppreſſion, I ſhall dearly preſerve the memory of this Obligation: But, if (for expiation of ur faultt) they have reſolved our Ruine, at leaſt I ſhall periſh with this comfort, That I truſted not the deareſt thing I had in the world, but to him, who of all Princes is moſt worthy of the confidence and amity of</hi> Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra.</p>
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                  <p>King <hi>Hidaſpes</hi> having read theſe words, and heard the Princes, with a viſage moy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtened with ſome tears, that <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s misfortunes drew from his Eyes, he turned to him, and taking him in his Arms: <q>Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſaid he, welcome; I ſee and receive you with an unfeigned joy; the memory of your Father, and the Perſon of the Queen your Mother in me ſhall ever challenge a ſacred Reverence: Promiſe your ſelf, not only the ſame Offices from us, you might expect from your own, but be confident of our Protection ſo long as I have a man that can hold a Sword.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>And thus my Prince was received by the <hi>Aethiopian</hi> King, who preſently cauſed him to be lodg'd in the Palace, gave command for the proviſions of his Houſe, and made his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tention known to us, that he would have him treated as his proper Son. His orders were ſo punctually executed, as in a few days we beheld our ſelves in as high a condition in <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roe,</hi> as we had formerly appeared in <hi>Alexandria;</hi> the Prince had a great number of Offi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cers, a large proud Equipage; and indeed wanted no reſpect that was fit for the Son of a mighty King in his Fathers Court.</p>
                  <p>His proper name and true birth were only known to ſuch as the King honour'd with moſt confidence: Among the reſt he paſs'd under the name of <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> for a Prince only a Kin to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and ſomething allied to King <hi>Hidaſpes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyridates</hi> at that paſſage interrupted <hi>Eteocles: Though I have been ignorant of</hi> Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſario<hi>'s deſtiny,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I have heard of</hi> Cleomedon; <hi>and the diſtance that divided us, could not hinder renown from bringing his name among us, and with it the report of his grand actions that carried it. Under that name, reply'd</hi> Eteocles, <hi>my Prince did things conſiderable; and ſuch as doubtleſs their reputation reach you; but I ſhall relate them in their order.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>You know the <hi>Aethiopians</hi> are black; but the Kings having been oblig'd by reaſon of State, to make Alliance with their neighbour Princes, and ſo eſpouſe white women; have partly loſt that ſcorched complexion of their Family. This King, who was born of a white Woman, was only a little ſwarthy, and the Queen his Wife, who died a year be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore we arrived in <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> being purely white, and a moſt beautiful Princeſs, brought forth a Daughter that not only Heir'd her Mothers complexion; but became miſtriſs of ſo fair a Beauty, as made her the wonder of her own, and the better part of the World beſide. This was the fair Princeſs <hi>Candace,</hi> and the ſame bright Queen now in your houſe, which you deliver'd from the greedy waves, where ſhe had periſh'd without your ſuccour. To come to the relation of her Life, with my Princes, I have begun you a Narration, which, though ſomething remote from them, will not altogether appear unneceſſary; and now I ſhall conduct your knowledge through all thoſe accidents that compos'd the preſent for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes of thoſe two great Perſonages.</p>
                  <p>The Princeſs <hi>Candace</hi> exceeded not eleven years of age when we entred <hi>Aethiopia;</hi> and we had not reſided there above a year, before my Prince render'd his Arms to her tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umphant Beauty, and deliver'd up unto it a precious liberty, which he could no longer hold againſt the rare perſections of that Princeſs. This paſſion that entirely ſez'd his Soul, came ſeaſonably to baniſh a dangerous grief, and arreſted him ſhortly after our ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rival, with the news of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s deplorable end, and the lamentable fall of that un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate Family.</p>
                  <p>
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This ſtruck my Prince ſo deep, that all the comfort we could urge had much ado to keep him from his Tomb; nor had we ſo ſoon appeas'd his ſorrow, if <hi>Candace</hi>'s beauty had not ſtruggled more ſucceſsfully with it than our arguments: indeed it was half im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſible for a Prince ſo born, and newly entred an age capable of the ſweet impreſſions of love, to reſiſt ſuch uncommon puiſſance. And though at firſt <hi>Caeſario</hi> ſtrove hard to preſerve his liberty, yet all his luctation fainted at laſt, to the confeſſion of his weakneſs, and buckled to the yoke of a Tyrant, that handled him more rudely becauſe he reſiſted.</p>
                  <p>I did not diſapprove the birth of this Paſſion; for (finding nothing in it fit to cen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure) I no ſooner knew it from my Prince, but indulg'd him in it, in ſtead of diſſwa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding. He ever dearly lov'd and reſpected me, and not only conſider'd me as his Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernour, that had over-ſeen the growth of his greeneſt years, but as him that had ſaved his life, with the dangerous hazard of his own, and to embrace his Intereſts, had ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhier'd all other thoughts that had eyes for his own: This knit him to me with the ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der ties of ſuch a confidence, as indeed was only due to the Queen his Mother. He open'd his heart unto me ſo ſoon as he felt the wounds that Love had given it; and having demanded my counſel and aſſiſtance, and found me wholly diſpos'd to contri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bute all to his deſires: <q>Father, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> at Love's firſt Alarm, I feel a delightfull pain; but becauſe 'tis cruel enough to rob me of my Reſt, me-thinks it reſembles that Fire, whereof I have oft heard the Queen my Mother and your ſelf diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe; and I fear it will uſurp as much power in my Soul, as it did in the unfortunate <hi>Antony.</hi>
                     </q> 
                     <q>
                        <hi>Gods! ſaid he,</hi> a while after, what a bright wonder is this Princeſs <hi>Candace?</hi> how impoſſible is it to ſee and not turn ſlave to her Beauty? Theſe words were accompanied with divers ſighs, which I had neither will nor power to condemn.</q> In the mean time his flame grew daily higher, and in a ſhort time made him a moſt ardent Paſſioniſt.</p>
                  <p>I ſhall forbear to importune you with the large diſcourſes he made at the firſt ſenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of his Love, and only inſiſt upon ſome particularities that fell out in the blooming years of this young Couple; and though I am willing to ſtep haſtily over thoſe, that I may bring them to an age more rational, yet I cannot ſilence thoſe paſſages, which me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thinks deſerved better than to be ſwallowed in oblivion.</p>
                  <p>The fair <hi>Aethiopian</hi> Princeſs was born to all thoſe excellent advantages, that the conſpiring bounty of Heaven and Nature can beſtow; but the beauties of her Aſpects, which I preſume you have noted, are dim to thoſe that ſhine within her Soul; they be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan with her earlieſt youth to break out with ſuch beams, as were not to be ſeen but in her ſelf: her extraordinary vivacity was alwayes accompanied with a marvellous ſoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dity; a Judgement elevated above her Sex, and Courage great enough to challenge a rank among Perſons the moſt generous: of this ſhe hath given ſuch clear proofs, as will ſoon claim your Credit: but before I paſs to their recital, 'tis fit I ſtay upon ſomething that preceded.</p>
                  <p>The Divine qualities of this Princeſs twiſted ſuch a reſpect with my Prince's affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, that he long ſmother'd his ſighs, before he durſt declare his Paſſion; and though the ſublimity of his Birth, and the merit of his Perſon might have arm'd him with a boldneſs capable to attempt any thing; and the tender age of the Princeſs, younger by four or five years than himſelf, might well have help'd to diſcard part of his fears; yet he alwayes beheld her with ſo much reſpect, as he wanted the aſſurance to ſerve himſelf with any of theſe advantages; he daily ſaw her with more freedom than any of the other Princes that were educated in the <hi>Aethiopian</hi> Court: and the King, who dearly lov'd him, gave him a more free and familar acceſs to his Daughter than any of the reſt: She gladly admitted him a Companion to her Sport: and though he had already a ſolidity that over-top'd his years, yet his affection had found the way to ſweeten the moſt ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious and important employments: he paſſed all his Evenings with her, and in the day<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>time upon her Walks; but ſtill kept himſelf about her with ſo profound a reverence, that he took no other advantage from the Princeſs civility to licence the declaration of what he felt, but by his ſighs, his paſſionate looks, and his actions full of extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary complacency.</p>
                  <p>The Princeſs (young as ſhe was) was not yet ſo innocent, but ſhe had already begun to diſcern a difference between Actions of Civility, and ſuch as parted from another motive, and (as her knowledge ſurmounted her age) ſhe obſerved part of that in my Prince, which his own mouth durſt not bewray.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Caeſario,</hi> by his excellent parts, was already become the darling of the <hi>Aethipian</hi> Court; he was grown ſo accompliſh'd in all thoſe ſervices and exerciſes, to which he had given mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vellous beginnings in <hi>Aegypt,</hi> that he was look'd upon as a Perſon of moſt refined qualities;
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nevertheleſs, I am bound to confeſs that there was a Youth of his age at <hi>Meroe,</hi> which my Judgement tells me was no way his inferiour, but in Birth; and indeed ſince ſome re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>markable events will have him mingled with my Prince in this Hiſtory, he doth merit a particular mention, and cannot without injuſtice be deprived of that which is due, even from his Enemies.</p>
                  <p>Among a great number of Servitors, of which the Princeſſes houſhold was compos'd, there were divers young men particularly dedicated to her ſervice, that alwayes kept near her Perſon, but at ſuch times when Women only had acceſs; theſe were alwayes ready to receive her Commands, took care of her divertiſements, and for that they were particularly employed; for the moſt part, they were of noble extraction, choſen by the King from the beſt Families of the Realm, and from ſome ſtrangers that came thither to inhabit.</p>
                  <p>Among theſe the young <hi>Britomarus</hi> appear'd with wondrous advantage, and though he was the Son of a ſtranger, who for many years had made his reſidence in <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> and it was ſomething difficult to prove his Nobility; yet the qualities of his Perſon prevail'd with the King to paſs by that conſideration: Indeed I never beheld a perſon better ſhaped, neither for Body nor Mind; he had a moſt comely proportion; in his Face there was that rare mixture of ſweetneſs and gravity; his Eyes full of a ſparkling livelineſs, but in his Air, Port and Actions, he bore it out with a garb ſo fierce and haughty, that he ſeem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to be ſenſible of nothing leſs than his own baſe and obſcure Birth: and though his knowledge taught him ſubmiſſion to ſuch as he believed had right to a legitimate obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence, he could never bow to thoſe who had no other pretence to command over him but ſuch as their Birth or Fortune gave them; he lived with his Companions, as if he had been their Maſter, and though there were ſome among them of the moſt conſiderable Houſes of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> yet he never regarded any but for their Vertue; only to the Princeſs he was moſt flexibly officious, and when any particular ſervice was requiſite, he never could ſuffer, but with much regret, that any of his fellows ſhould be employed.</p>
                  <p>This Youth was near about the age of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> but he quickly cheriſhed an averſion againſt him, a part of which I believe (conſidering the qualities that got him the eſteem of others) his Nature contributed; but there were ſtronger reaſons to exaſperate him againſt my Prince, that in the end tranſported him to things that merit the recital, and ſuch as have obliged me to give ſomething too curious a deſcription of a perſon of his condition.</p>
                  <p>My Prince one day entred the Palace Garden, to go look for the Princeſs, and in croſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing an Alley, he met young <hi>Britomarus,</hi> who had gotten a Noſegay in his hand, with in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent to preſent it to the Princeſs; <hi>Caeſario</hi> perceiving it to be a fair one, deſir'd to make this preſent himſelf, and for that reaſon ſtaying <hi>Britomarus,</hi> 
                     <q>I pray thee, <hi>ſaid he,</hi>
                     </q> beſtow that Noſe-gay upon me, that I may give it the Princeſs.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>My Lord, <hi>anſwered Britomarus,</hi> it was for that deſign I made it, and do intend to preſent my ſelf, if you pleaſe to permit it;</q> 
                     <q>For that <hi>reply'd the Prince,</hi> you may get another, but muſt needs conſent that I may give her this, and I aſſure you ſhe ſhall know it came from you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Britomarus</hi> could not well refuſe my Princes demand, well knowing how high his credit ſtood with the King', but he obeyed him with an action that plainly told him with what repugnance he did it. <hi>Caeſario,</hi> in ſtead of being offended at his behaviour, eſteem'd his courage, and, to appeaſe his diſpleaſure, would have reſtor'd him his Noſe-gay, if he had not ſuddenly left him, and ſhortly after quitted the Garden: he would have called him back, ſorry to do him ſuch a petty injury, if I had not diſſwaded it, telling him, that <hi>Britomarus</hi> was not a perſon conſiderable enough for him to value his diſpleaſure: but this was not the only encounter wherewith my Prince gave him cauſe of complaint: As <hi>Britomarus</hi> was the forwardeſt undertaker among all his Companions, ſo he ſtill carried away the chief employment for the Princeſs ſervice; wherewith, while he was often buſied, <hi>Caeſario</hi> entering the Chamber, and envying the honour was done him, would oft take the Work out of his hands, and ſo conſtrain him to leave the place; but he alwayes did it with ſuch a reluctance, as made the print of it ſelf upon his viſage. This behaviour did not provoke young <hi>Caeſar</hi> againſt him, though the eye of his affection often looked upon the others officious forwardneſs about <hi>Candace,</hi> not without ſome Jealouſie: but beſides that, he was of a moſt ſweet diſpoſition, and far from doing the leaſt injury, the obſcure condition of <hi>Britomarus</hi> hindred him from heeding any occaſions that might kindle diſpleaſure; for he was remote from any imagination that his reſentments ſprang from the true motive, that cauſed them; and ſuſpected not the young man of any other ambition than to raiſe his Fortunes.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time my Prince's fire burnt inward, without daring to give his paſſion
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vent, though his Face and Actions plainly told what he ſuffer'd. At laſt, after a long conteſtation, he gave fire to the Train; the firſt time he attempted it was in the Temple of the Sun, where the Princeſs being at her devotion, <hi>Caeſario</hi> approached to the place where ſhe kneeled, and ſtanding a long time behind her, let her go on in her Prayers, without interruption; but at laſt turning her head ſhe ſpy'd him, and ſweetly reproving the faintneſs of his zeal, invited him to bear her company in her Devotion. The Prince preſently obeyed her, and proſtrating himſelf behind her, <q>I bend my knees, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> as you command; but the Gods muſt pardon me, if I ſay it is you, as the chief Divinity, I muſt ever adore.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words he let fall his eyes, and the Princeſs ſignified by a bluſh, that ſhe was not ſuch a novice as not eaſily to apprehend the meaning: and being already confirm'd in the truth by <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s geſture, ſhe would fain have diſſembled, as if ſhe had not un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtood him: but her bluſhes betrayed her, and the confuſion that ſeized her would not ſuffer a reply; her ſilence made the Prince a little more hardy, and deſirous to put a progreſs to this beginning, he recover'd his diſcourſe, and without removing his eyes from the earth, <q>If you refuſe my Adorations, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> you do not imitate the Gods, whom you commanded me to pray to; in their Preſence I proteſt, that the reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments I have for you cannot ſtrike ſail to the reſpect I owe to them: <hi>Madam,</hi> let me then be ſuffer'd to avow this in their Temple; I confeſs it is a preſumption, and the thoughts that ripen'd it too ſoaring to hope for pardon from a leſs goodneſs than yours; but I have kept them covered with a whole years ſilence, and ſhould not now have adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tur'd to let them go, had it been longer poſſible to hide them; if you find ought in it to be condemn'd, to you I will not dare to excuſe it, nor alledge any other juſtifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cation than the violence your ſelf has done me, againſt which greater forces than mine are not capable of reſiſtance.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Doubtleſs he had ſaid more, if the Princeſs had not interrupted him. This language could not juſtly offend, coming from a Prince, that by the greatneſs of his Birth, and the qualities of his Perſon, might diſpute priority with all the Princes on Earth: beſides, his tongue ſaid nothing that ſhe had not read before in his actions; nevertheleſs this unmask<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing did a little ſurprize her; and not willing to ſuffer him to go on, <hi>I am ſorry,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>you ſhould interrupt my Prayers with language I cannot like, and henceforth you ſhall do well to find other ſubjects for diſcourſe:</hi> 
                     <q>
                        <hi>If I have diſpleas'd you,</hi> reply'd the Prince,</q> 
                     <hi>I will not repine to endure the puniſhment you ſhall ordain, and if I have been ſo unfortunate to kindle your anger, by diſcovering thoughts full of veneration and reſpect, I ſhall think nothing too unjuſt or rigorous, to expiate the offence I have committed.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>'Tis not for me,</hi> anſwer'd Candace, <hi>to appoint puniſhments for Princes of your extraction; I have only right to complain of the diſpleaſure you have done me in holding a diſcourſe which I neither underſtand nor approve.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>She pronounced theſe words with ſuch a ſerious coldneſs, as the Prince durſt venture no more replies; and receiving the anguiſh, which <hi>Candaces</hi> diſpleaſure had given him, at the Centre of his Heart, he retir'd with a Countenance ſo ſad and troubled, as almoſt put his Face out of knowledge: and I think this grief had gone further if at the recital which he made of his adventure, my Counſel had not ſtop'd it, by repreſenting, that he had no cauſe to afflict himſelf; but that in all likelihood he could not hope a more favourable anſwer from the Princeſs, who before had never heard any Language of that nature. <hi>Caeſario</hi> drew comfort from my words, and reſolved this firſt repulſe ſhould not diſarm his courage.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time he liv'd with her after the ſame manner he had done formerly, and intermitted not the payment of his obſervances full of reſpect and diſcretion; but ſhe appear'd to him more reſerv'd than uſual, call'd him not ſo freely to her Recreations, and her Walks; and though ſhe ſtill continued to him her firſt Civilities; yet ſhe kept him off from occaſions to renew the diſcourſe that had diſpleas'd her: but if his tongue was mute, his eyes and actions became Orators ſo eloquent, that though her tender years had contributed leſs underſtanding than ſhe had, ſhe would have needed no other interpretation of the reſpect that ty'd his tongue, and might eaſily perceive that my Prince his paſſion, in ſtead of abating, daily took a greater inflammation from her cold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs; and in this condition he was with her, when there arriv'd a memorable accident that merits your attention.</p>
                  <p>At a ſolemn Feaſt that was celebrated at <hi>Meroe,</hi> upon the Prince's birth day, without the City, there were made moſt magnificent Courſes on Horſe-back, at which the King, with the moſt eminent Nobility aſſiſted; the young Courtiers were engag'd for this exerciſe, where they appear'd in all the bravery they could make; they ran arm'd at all
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points, and in the courſe launc'd their Javelins againſt a mark, and made divers other active trials of their force and dexterity: <hi>Caeſario</hi> was enter'd his 17th year, and being already ſtrong enough to make a ſtout performance in all manly exerciſes, preſented him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf into the Liſts, clad in gallant Armour which the King had given him; his Caſque was ſhaded with white and black Feathers, he was mounted upon a Horſe white as Snow which he manag'd with an admirable grace and agility: This was the firſt time I ſaw him in Armor, and me-thought he became it ſo gracefully, as my eyes could not be ſatisfied with a ſpectacle ſo agreeable. The King, Princeſs, with the whole Court, faſtened their regards upon him with marvellous hopes, and poſſibly the whole Aſſembly yielded but one perſon, whoſe affection he had not attracted. Before the Courſes began, all the young Gallants preſented themſelves before the Ladies they lov'd, and publickly demanded their favours, and upon ſuch an occaſion they were hardly permitted to refuſe them; there was ſcarce any that did not obtain of their Miſtreſſes, either Knots, Scarfs, Bracelets, or other Preſents of that nature; only <hi>Britomarus</hi> made no addreſs, but ſtood almoſt alone at the foot of the Scaffold, where the King, the Princeſs, with the chief of the Ladies were ſeated, without expreſſing the leaſt deſire of what the other ſo eagerly entreated: he had purchaſed ſo high an eſtimation at Court, that divers perſons became intereſſed in his cold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, and the King himſelf having cauſed him to be call'd, demanded the reaſon why he ſought not to gain ſome favour, as well as his companions, to ſhew his activity, in honour of her whom he beſt affected.</p>
                  <p>The bold Youth lifted up his head at the Kings demand, and beholding him with a bravely aſſured look, <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I have lived till now among all the Ladies of your Court, without parting with my liberty; and though I have honoured them all as I thought, I have made no ſingle preſent of my heart to any, nor indeed am I willing to beſtow it: I am entirely vowed to the Princeſs ſervice, to whom your Majeſty has done me the honour to give me, and though I ought to look upon her as a Subject, and domeſtick Servitor, I hope ſhe will pardon me if I take the liberty to proteſt before her, that I will not ask a favour from any but her ſelf: I never had other aim but at her ſervice, ſince I was made happy in my dedication to it; and, if I may not enter the Liſts under her Cognizance, I am reſolved to beg no others.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>While young <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſpake in this manner, the boldneſs of his action became the wonder of all that ſtood near him: this raiſed a cry among them, which re-doubled his aſſurance, and, ſwelling with the flatteries of thoſe Acclamations, he advanced to the Princeſs ſeat, and throwing himſelf at her feet, <hi>If your Highneſs,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>will vouchſafe to honour the meaneſt of your Servitors with ſome badge of your beauty, I dare promiſe that there is not a perſon in this company able to diſpute the prize of this day, nor to carry away the Victory in any kind of combat I ſhall undertake for your ſervice.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The words and behaviour of <hi>Britomarus</hi> were diverſly receiv'd by the company; many of the aſſiſtants cenſured them as inconſiderate and over-bold; and ſome excuſed his Youth, and imputed it to that true height of courage, that had ſhewn it ſelf in all his other actions; of this number was the King himſelf, who, in ſtead of checking the young man's confidence, witneſſed, that he approved it, and commanded the Princeſs to be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtow ſomething on him; <hi>Candace</hi> was ready to obey, when my Prince, who regarded <hi>Britomarus</hi> his action, with thoughts very different from the reſt, and felt himſelf ſtung with Jealouſie at rhe young mans hardy demand, could not ſuffer the honour was intend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him; and conceiving the Princeſs's favour due to none but himſelf, was loath that a perſon ſo much below him, ſhould carry away advantages, which he durſt not petition for: and, in the heat of this thought, approaching the Princeſs, and bending his knee be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore her; <hi>I was not bold enough, Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>to aſpire to the grace</hi> Britomarus <hi>has de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded, deeming my ſelf unworthy of it, as doubtleſs he is: but if you muſt ſtoop to beſtow it on one of us, I hope I may believe that my hopes have the fairer title, and will not come be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind him in defending that glory in all our combats.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Prince had no ſooner ſpoke, but his deſire was granted; and the King not permit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting the Princeſs to reply, <q>Give the Prince <hi>Cleomedon</hi> a Favour, <hi>ſaid he; Britomarus</hi> muſt not diſpute his pretences, and to ſatisfie him, command ſome of your Maids to give him a preſent.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>If theſe words ſeem'd cruel to <hi>Britomarus,</hi> they were as pleaſing to the Prince, who receiving a Bracelet of Jewels from <hi>Candaces</hi> hands, after he had kiſs'd it with abundance of reſpect, mounted on Horſe-back with a tranſport of contentment, and preſently put himſelf in the head of thoſe that were to begin the Courſes.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Britomarus</hi> was call'd to receive a Gift offer'd him by <hi>Artimis,</hi> one of the Princeſs Maids: but he would not vouchſafe to look upon her, but leaping on his Horſe in a furious
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diſcontent, convey'd himſelf out of the company, without ſo much as entring the Liſts.</p>
                  <p>The Courſes began, of which I ſhall paſs particular Deſcriptions, and be content to tell you that my Prince behav'd himſelf with ſo much active ſtrength and bravery, as he aſtoniſht the whole Aſſembly, eclips'd the repute of all the reſt, and confirm'd the King and Court in the pregnant hopes they had entertain'd of him; after a great part of theſe Exerciſes were finiſh'd, my Prince, deſirous to breath a while, and withdrawing about one hundred paces from the preaſe, to the freſh air, he ſpied <hi>Britomarus</hi> leaning againſt a Tree, and looking upon the manly ſport his Companions made, in the poſture of a man much afflicted. Though his carriage had diſpleaſed the Prince, yet the rejection he had procur'd him, and the eſteem of his good qualities with the grief his looks confeſt at the affront was done him, exchang'd his jealouſie for pity: In fine, his excellent nature could not give him leave to ſee his affliction, and himſelf the Author of it, without endeavour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to give him the redreſs of ſome comfort: with this reſolution he ſoftly gallops up to him, ſpies his Face covered with tears, and him in a condition ſad enough to require a juſt compaſſion. <q>What <hi>Britomarus, ſaid he,</hi> in tears? Is it poſſible ſo great a ſpirit (the marks of which we have acknowledged) can deſcend to weep for ſo trivial a cauſe of diſpleaſure?</q> 
                     <q>Yes, my Lord, <hi>anſwered Britomarus,</hi> I do weep, and I ſhould weep tears of bloud, for the injuſtice of my Fortune, that expoſes me to miſeries my courage can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not brook.</q> 
                     <q>And have you no greater ſubjects of ſorrow, <hi>reply'd the Prince,</hi> than thoſe we know of?</q> 
                     <q>No, my Lord, ſaid <hi>Britomarus,</hi> yet thoſe are ſtrong enough to drag me to my grave, ſince Heaven, in giving me courage, has not given me a birth that will permit me to make uſe of it. I am born, my Lord, with an heart as big as yours, and poſſibly thoughts about it that look as high, only Fortune has put a difference betwixt us, which it may be Vertue intended not; from this blind chance you daily take Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſions to wrong me, and my condition ordains me to ſuffer it; you have oft provoked me with ſhame and diſpleaſure, which though reſpect hath taught me to pocket with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out complaint, my ſpirit could not learn to ſupport it without ſinking under ſadneſs; had I taken theſe injuries from a perſon with whom I might have meaſured my Sword, (wherewith I one day expect to reap ſome glory,) you ſhould ſoon ſee this diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>content diſpell'd that clouds my brow; but ſince I am abus'd by a Prince, from whom I cannot hope that ſatisfaction, I will turn my Sword againſt my own breſt, and puniſh the ambition there, for lifting its head ſo high above my extraction.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>While <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſpoke in this manner, the young Prince heard him with admiration and thought he found ſomething in his words that taſted of an unweighed irregular am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bition, yet he took notice of a Spirit ſo bravely daring, as he could not diſapprove it: but withall clearly diſcovering his intentions, and (not willing to ſmother his own) he anſwered him with a ſerious coldneſs: <q>I did believe, <hi>Britomarus,</hi> that our diſtance in quality did forbid all competition betwixt us, that you need not have afflicted your ſelf for ſome advantages I have ſeiz'd, which to my thinking, you ought not to diſpute, and this perchance has made me paſs by that circumſpection which I would preſerve with my life, not to injure perſons of Courage: I am ſorry I have offended you, and really to witneſs that I am ſo, I will not ſeek excuſes in my condition, to refuſe that ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction that may content you; I will grant that to your Courage, which your Birth could not ſuffer you to hope, and poſſibly may make you know, that Fortune has not put all the difference betwixt us.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Ah my Lord, <hi>cry'd the young</hi> Britomarus, <hi>raviſh'd with Joy,</hi> now you prove your ſelf a perfect Prince, poor <hi>Britomarus</hi> is a debtor to your Nobleneſs, for the honour you profer; <hi>My Lord,</hi> I accept it with more gladneſs than I would do the gift of a Crown, and will not otherwiſe uſe the Favour, than to let you ſee, that he that durſt not demand it, was not wholly unworthy of it: and ſince you have offered it with ſo much generoſity, I cannot ſlight an occaſion that propoſes ſo glorious a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medy, for the diſpleaſures you have made me reſent.</q> 
                     <q>Let us go then, <hi>reply'd the Prince, beginning to be angry,</hi> and if you deſire this conſolation, let us fly the ſight of ſuch Perſons that may hinder it, our Arms are equal, for I would be loath to uſe any ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage which you want.</q> At theſe words he ſpurr'd away from the company, and <hi>Britomarus</hi> haſtily following with a fierce joy, they ſoon loſt the ſight of the Aſſembly. Yea they were loath to ſtay near it; and the Prince, unwilling to be interrupted in the firſt aſſay of his Manhood, ran on about fifty or ſixty Furlongs further, till they came into a Valley where none could diſcover them.</p>
                  <p>There <hi>Caeſario</hi> ſtop'd, finding the place commodious, and turning again towards <hi>Britomarus,</hi> 
                     <q>We will go no further, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> let us give our Horſes a little breath, and then end our difference.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
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                     <hi>Britomarus</hi> his courage was ſo high flown, as it would permit him to make no anſwer; and ſuffering his Horſe to breath a while, he beheld the Prince with eyes that ſpoke nought but defiance. The age of both was equal, their ſtature little different, and this the firſt time that either had worn Arms; they had both Javelins in their right hands, and Swords at their left; their Horſes were both good, both choſen for the ſolemn exer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciſe of that day: ſcarce had they patience to give them leiſure to breath, when after a loud defiance, they lanced their Javelins at one another, with a force ſo impetuous, as ſcarce was ever more fury ſhown by any of the rudeſt hands that ever were inur'd to the trade of War, which they then but began to practiſe: their Javelins were both ſhivered upon their Shields into a thouſand pieces, and the young Combatants paſſed by one another, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out the leaſt ſtaggering in their ſeats; but they ſoon return'd with their drawn Swords, as yet unuſed to this imployment, and advancing them in the air, with an action bravely menacing, turning their Horſes heads, they flew the ſecond time at one another, more eagerly than before: the firſt blows drew blood, and the ſecond made two deep wounds. <hi>Britomarus</hi> was run through the left Arm, and <hi>Caeſario</hi> in the Thigh. Never did two young Lions ſee their own bloud drop from the Hunters Spear, with a rage more violent than that of my Prince, and the ambitious <hi>Britomarus:</hi> They equally breathed ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geance and victory, and ruſhed together with ſo laviſh a fury, that if the Gods (like them) had forſook the care of their lives, their practice in Arms had there begun and ended together. They had each received another ſlight wound, when my Prince coming cloſe up, laid hold on <hi>Britomarus</hi> his Arm, and he not refuſing to cloſe with a like inten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, ſtreightly ingaged him in his; and thus locking one another in friendleſs embrace, and putting ſpurs to their Horſes, they fell both to the Earth, where they began to rowl o're each other with a moſt dreadful fury; ſometimes one was uppermoſt, and then the other, yet neither could keep the Maſtery; but in this ſtrugling they loſt ſo much bloud, that at laſt both riſing by a joynt conſent, they were ſcarce able to hold their Swords; however in that ſtaggering condition they fell to freſh blows, and doubtleſs would have ended their Combate, and poſſibly both their lives, for as yet there appear'd no advantage on either ſide, when we happily arriv'd to ſtop the miſchief.</p>
                  <p>Their ſudden departure had given us ſome outrage: We were far from ſuſpecting <hi>Brito<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>marus</hi> his raſhneſs: but, as faithfull care would ſeldom ſuffer me to keep my Eye from my Prince, I had no ſooner learn'd in what manner he departed, but without ſtay, mount<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing my Horſe, I ran after him with all the company I could engage, and we came, as I told you, in a happy time to part theſe young Combatants, whom we found in an eſtate that ſpake our arrival very neceſſary.</p>
                  <p>So ſoon as <hi>Caeſario</hi> ſaw me, he even ſob'd with grief to ſee himſelf interrupted, and ſuſpecting (not without likelihood) that we would do <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſome outrage, he put himſelf before him in a poſture of defence, and crying out to me as I firſt came in; <hi>Father,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>as you tender my life do not hurt</hi> Britomarus, <hi>it was I that firſt aſſail'd him, I compell'd him to defend himſelf, and I will rather ſuffer death, than him to he injur'd;</hi> 
                     <q>
                        <hi>I will defend my ſelf as well as I can,</hi> ſaid the fierce young man, <hi>for it is not fit I ſhould hold it of you, having done my utmoſt to take away yours.</hi>
                     </q> Theſe generous and gallant words on both ſides gave us new wonder; in the mean time having taken care, according to my Prince his deſire, that <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſhould not ſuffer, we haſtily lighted from our Horſes, and ran to the two Combatants, juſt as they were ready to fall to the ground with weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs: I ſnatch'd my Prince in my Arms, and wetted his face with my tears; but whilſt I was helping him on Horſeback, and getting up my ſelf behind him, he deſired the ſame office might be done to <hi>Britomarus:</hi> and not only content to take that care for him, he made <hi>Neander</hi> get up in my place, and ſent me before to the King to beg the young man's Pardon, and to proteſt, that he would never come in his preſence till he had granted it: I obey'd his command, but found it not ſo eaſie a task to reverſe the Kings reſolution, who had abſolutely deſigned <hi>Britomarus</hi> for puniſhment: but at laſt he granted mercy, upon condition, that ſo ſoon as his wounds were healed, he ſhould leave the Court, and never more return, upon forfeit of his life.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time my Prince was conducted to his Lodgings, preſently put to bed, and ſearched by Chirurgions; his wounds were found not dangerous, only the loſs of bloud had done him the greateſt miſcief; and after the application of ſome neceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſary Remedies, they enjoyned him a ſilent repoſe without any diſturbance till the next day.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time, the bruit of his generous gallantry ſpread it ſelf in a moment, and the relation of <hi>Britomarus</hi> himſelf to his friends of the bravery and nobleneſs of his be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haviour filled the whole Court with admiration. Oh how gladly I drank up his Praiſes
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from every mouth, how ſweetly was my fear and diſpleaſure vanquiſhed that his wounds had given me! the gentleneſs and grandeur of that firſt action made me gladly conclude him, worthy to be what he was; and though I blamed the Prince for that paſſage, to prevent future hazards by the like, yet I did it in ſuch terms as gave him a clear diſcovery that I could not diſapprove it.</p>
                  <p>So ſoon as the Chirurgions would permit him to be ſeen, the King came to viſit him, and after he had expreſt the intereſt he took in his recovery, with words full of affection, he fell a commending that action, as indeed it merited, and yet in ſome ſort gently blam'd him, by the conſequence of an intreaty, no more with ſo careleſs a valour to hazard the Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> againſt a man of <hi>Britomarus</hi> condition.</p>
                  <p>The King was ſcarce parted from him, when by his own orders, the Princeſs his Daughter came to viſit him; but at that ſight his joy was ſo exceſſive, as his wounds had like to have broke looſe, and by the change of his Countenance, had they but mark'd it, they might eaſily know what his heart meant by it. The fair Princeſs having taken a Seat by his Beds-ſide, accepted his thanks for her viſit, with a Majeſtick Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſty, Her Anſwer expreſſing in very obliging terms, the grief ſhe took for his hurts. This conducted <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s paſſion into the Scene, for, perceiving the Princeſſes attendants keep themſelves at a diſtance through reſpect: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> it was but juſt that I ſhould buy your Favours with the blood they have coſt me; but had I added all that is left in my veins, to what is already gone, it would not have paid for the meaneſt part of them.</q> 
                     <q>I am ſorry, <hi>ſaid Candace,</hi> the King ſhould command me to give you ſo dangerous a preſent, which at beſt has coſt you ſome bloud too precious to ſpill for ſo mean a toy; You undervalue that, <hi>ſaid Caeſars Son,</hi> that the moſt ambitious Princes would prefer to Empires; but might I diſpute this Subject againſt any other but your ſelf, the World has not a Perſon, from whom I would not force a confeſſion, that all things elſe, though of the higheſt value, become worthleſs and contemptible, when compar'd with the Princeſs <hi>Candace</hi>'s favours, and indeed it ſhould teach me a higher pride, if your own free choice, without the Kings Command, had beſtow'd it, and it had not only been the Child of obedience. <hi>Madam,</hi> I know this deſire has too much ambition, but I am grown to weak to repulſe it; and if it have kindled your diſpleaſure, <hi>Madam,</hi> behold me in an eſtate to quench it with the reſt of my bloud that is left, and ſo make my life the expiation.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>I demand no ſuch reparation, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs,</hi> as you offer for the offence; your life is not prized follow, but we can rather chuſe to ſuffer ſomething from you, than put that in hazard; but I ſhould take it well at your hands, would you turn the tide of your diſcourſe upon another Subject, and not oblige me to hear that, which muſt make my Viſits leſs frequent.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words came ſo ſeriouſly from her, that the Prince began to fear indeed he had diſpleaſed, and from that thought, <q>If either my diſcourſe or action, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> have made me ſo wretched, to urge your diſpleaſure, I do here vow to puniſh my ſelf with a rigour that ſhall ſatisfie your anger; the Gods raiſed <hi>Britomarus</hi> to call to an account my un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juſt ambition; for teaching my eyes ſuch aſpiring looks; but if his Arm was not ſtrong enough to do it alone, I will enforce the Juſtice of his quarrel by the aſſiſtance of my own; and ſince it is a raſhneſs worthy of your anger, to ſpeak of a paſſion you cannot brook, I am reſolv'd to doom my tongue to an eternal ſilence.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Prince put ſuch a paſſionate action to theſe words, as it ſoftened <hi>Candace</hi> to ſome pitty; and not willing with a harſh reply to exaſperate his afflictions, <q>I have already told you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that I deſire no ſuch cruel reparations of you, and do tell you again, that it behoves you to mind your recovery in a place where none can wiſh you ill.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>She had gone further, if the arrival of divers Perſons, who then entred the Chamber, had not interrupted the diſcourſe; among whom was <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> the Kings Favourite, or rather the ſecond King of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> whom, though I have not yet mention'd, muſt make up a principal part in the progreſs of this Hiſtory.</p>
                  <p>This Man was of illuſtrious extraction among the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> of a great courage, and a greater ambition, comely of Perſon, dexterous in every thing he undertook, and indeed worthy to ſit where Fortune had plac'd him; his Credit with the King was not greater than with the Souldiery, in whoſe Hearts he had got the Power (by Commanding them in ſeveral Warlike Expeditions) of an abſolute diſpoſal. In fine, he was the Chief Man of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> and though others were born nearer unto the Crown, their Authority not only fell ſhort of his, but was entirely ſtrangled by it; and, as then there being no diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſention between my Prince and he, knowing that the King deſired it, he appeared his Friend,
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and at that time gave him a very civil viſit; where, after he had ſtaid with him till the Princeſs withdrew, he attended her back to her Lodgings; after this my Prince often ſaw her, while his wounds confined him to his Bed, without gaining the leaſt intelligence by her diſcourſe how to faſten any judgment upon his Fortune, or know what was hid within her Breaſt.</p>
                  <p>And now he had left his Bed, and was reſolv'd the next day to quit the Chamber; when one came to tell him that <hi>Britomarus</hi> (whoſe recovery had been as forward as his) was at the door, and deſir'd permiſſion to ſee him. We much diſſwaded this in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terview, ſuſpecting that <hi>Britomarus</hi> (whoſe deſperate rage had ſo lately made the dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger of it known) had carried ſome deſign againſt the Princes life; but he knew his Heart better than we, and not having power to diſtruſt him, commanded us to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct him in.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Britomarus</hi> enter'd the Chamber with a viſage ſomething pale, and his Arm in a Scart: but with a Countenance ſo noble, and ſo bravely aſſur'd, that in ſpight of pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>judice it even wreſted both eſteem and affection from us: <hi>Caeſario</hi> roſe up to meet him, whom <hi>Britomarus</hi> having reſpectively accoſted, though with a very ſad look, <hi>My Lord,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I could not carry away my ſelf from this Court, without leaving my thanks behind me for the favours you have made me receive; you have permitted me (a poor Soldier as I am) to draw my Sword againſt a Prince, defended me from the fury of your Servants, and em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ploy'd your credit with the King to ſave my life. Theſe Obligations, great as they are, can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not make me your friend; the diſhonour you have done me, and the diſpleaſure I reſent to abandon a place for your ſake, where I had ſo ſtrong a tye, have forced my diſpoſition to op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe and reſiſt it. Nor is it only to diſcharge my Heart of theſe words, that has brought me to take my leave of you; but to aſſure you, though I muſt be your enemy, I ſhall diligently ſeek occaſion to be quit with your generoſity. I am now going in queſt of glory, and poſſibly may find a Fortune in ſome other Country, that will be leſs ingratefull than this. I hope the Sword which I had the honour to draw againſt you, will reap me advantages that may per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit me to ſee you again upon the ſame occaſion: my Heart tells me my Birth is not inferior to yours, and if it deceives me, I will puniſh the falſhood by making it dig for that in a Mine of danger, which my extraction hath refus'd me: I have appeared worthy to be ſcorn'd by the King of</hi> Aethiopia, <hi>the Princeſs his Daughter, and your ſelf; but I muſt preſume to tell you, that none of you yet have known me, and I dare hope one day to appear in a condition that may challenge a better notice.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>When he had ended theſe words, and given a reſpective reverence to the Prince with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out ſtaying for an anſwer, he departed the Chamber, though the Prince called him back, and follow'd to ſpeak with him; and immediately mounting his Horſe, he quitted <hi>Meroe</hi> with the <hi>Aethiopian</hi> Court, and was never ſeen there ſince.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyridates</hi> ſtay'd <hi>Eteocles</hi> at this paſſage, <hi>I am deeply deceived,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>if I be not able to learn you news of this</hi> Britomarus <hi>you ſpeak of, and they are ſuch, and ſo great, as I wonder they ſhould miſs the way to your Ear: but this merits a particular Diſcourſe, and I will not interrupt yours. Eteocles</hi> was going on with his Story; when one told him the Queen was awake, and had call'd for him, which made him take leave of <hi>Tyridates</hi> for ſome moments, In the mean time the Prince called for his Clothes, and quitted his Bed, where <hi>Eteocles</hi> Story had detain'd him longer than ordinary.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA, OR Loves Maſter-Piece. PART I.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The ſight of</hi> Alexandria <hi>renews</hi> Candace<hi>'s complaints for her</hi> Caeſars <hi>loſs.</hi> Tyridates <hi>invites her to take the freſh air, with the promiſe of a pleaſant walk; where, preparing to go on with her Story, ſhe is interrupted by the arrival of a ſtrange Knight, who is known by</hi> Tyridates <hi>to be</hi> Coriolanus <hi>Prince of</hi> Mauritania. <hi>He ignorantly reſcues</hi> Zenodorus <hi>from</hi> Britomarus, <hi>as he was ready to kill him: while the Knights fight, the Pyrate eſcapes.</hi> Tyridates <hi>inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſes his perſwaſions invain. The arrival of</hi> Caeſario <hi>diſorders the Combat, and for a while makes it Tripartite. His</hi> Cask <hi>is ſtruck off by</hi> Britomarus, <hi>and</hi> Candace <hi>knows him. They are parted.</hi> Zenodorus <hi>returns with twenty Horſemen, who aſſail the Knights, while he carries away</hi> Candace. Britomarus <hi>ſaves</hi> Caeſario<hi>'s life, who ſpurs away in purſuit of</hi> Zenodorus. <hi>The Pyrates men are all ſlain but three, by the prodigious valour of the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>batants.</hi> Candace <hi>is miſs'd by</hi> Tyridates, <hi>who ingages the reſt to joyn with him in purſuit of the Raviſher. Their ſearch proves vain, and they all return to</hi> Tyridates houſe.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg>F the fair Queen walk'd late that day, it was not ſo much to be im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>puted to her wearineſs of the former, as to her cruel cares, that re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fus'd to be charm'd by ſleep till day was ready to break; the conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration and complaint of her diſaſters, had almoſt ſwallowed the whole night, and that courage that had ſhewn it ſelf great in all the accidents of her life, could not ſometimes deny Homage to a grief too juſt to be condemn'd: The troubles of a Kingdom (either loſt or very ſtaggering) could not feed her griefs ſo high, but the continual fears for the loſs of that which her ſoul indulg'd, batter'd it with more violence.</p>
               <p>Theſe juſt and cruel apprehenſions, not onely drew ſighs from her breaſt, but laments from her mouth, with a brook of tears from her fair eyes, which they let fall in ſuch abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dance, as her pillow was wholly ſteep'd in the ſtream.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Good Gods! <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> What are the offences have provoked your impetuous rage a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt me? And what could a poor Maid commit worthy of ſo many marks of your pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tracted anger? Was it ſo great a crime for <hi>Candace</hi> to love the Son of <hi>Coeſar,</hi> that the loſs of one of the faireſt Crowns in the World, ſuch unparallel'd perſecutions of my ſex and condition, with ſo many dangerous hazards that I have run both of my life and honour, could no<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> expiate it; but I muſt ſtill be tortur'd with the remembrance of perils, to which you have expoſed that which is more dear to me than my ſelf? Alas! <hi>con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued ſhe,</hi> 'tis too probable my dear <hi>Caeſar</hi> lives not; for, if Heaven did not ſend him particular aſſiſtance, he could not but be cruſhed with ſo many dangers (joyned with his ſorrow for my loſs) that my malicious fortune has thrown upon him: Ah! if it be ſo, juſt
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Heaven do not ſuffer the wretched <hi>Candace</hi> to ſurvive him one moment; ſnatch her no more out of the jawes of <hi>Neptune,</hi> nor the hands of her Enemies, by a reſcue a thouſand times more cruel than that death from which you have guarded her.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The fair Queen had inlarged her complaints, if the Maid that lay with her, who had much influence upon her, had not turn'd their current by the ſweeteſt comforts ſhe was able to apply. <hi>Candace</hi> would hear her, both becauſe ſhe dearly loved her, and beſides, de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lighted to have her misfortunes flatter'd, and to ſtay her ſelf upon the hopes ſhe gave her of the recovery of her Empire, and the ſafety of <hi>Caeſario.</hi> And thus they waſted the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt part of the night, till, a little before the Birth of day, ſleep came to becalme her cares, and drew the Curtains of her bright eyes, which ſhe kept ſhut about four or five hours: At the end of which being awaked, and feeling no indiſpoſition that could perſwade her to lie ſtill, ſhe caus'd <hi>Clitie</hi> to riſe (that was the name of her Maid) and give her her Cloaths; a part of which when ſhe had put on, ſhe quitted her Bed, and in that eſtate took ſome turns in the Chamber; at laſt ſhe opened a window, whence the eye might freely ſpread its view over the adjoyning Sea, and the ſtately City of <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The ſight of that City (heretofore the abode and legitimate inheritance of her dear <hi>Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſario)</hi> awaken'd her Complaints, and after the Prologue of two or three ſighs, tying her eyes to thoſe proud Walls that <hi>Alexander</hi> built.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Deſolate <hi>Alexandria, ſaid ſhe,</hi> ſince thou haſt loſt thy faireſt Ornaments; ſince thy <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony</hi>'s, <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s and <hi>Ptolomee</hi>'s, dwell no longer with thee, but in thy duſt: Pompous and triumphant as thou wert; thou doſt now languiſh under Tyrannick Yoke. Oh! that I could at leaſt repair part of thy loſſes, in reſtoring that to thee which thou gaveſt to me: Within thy boſom my young <hi>Caeſar</hi> firſt ſaw the light; to thee I owe the edu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cation of his tendereſt years; and of thee I received him, with all thoſe lovely graces that he brought among us: and now I am come without him to thy forſaken Walls, to expoſe my ſelf to the reproaches thou mayſt throw upon me, for having unjuſtly de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain'd him from thee. But pardon me, my Beloved's native Soil, if I cannot reſtore what my ſelf hath loſt: He is pull'd from me by the cruelty of my deſtiny; and I bring thee as much of him as is poſſible, by offering thee a heart, where he hath as lively and perfect being as in that place he now inhabits. Ah! my eyes, <hi>ſaid ſhe, (wiping away ſome tears that had newly forced their paſſage)</hi> muſt every object give a freſh warning to your tears? Can you preſent nothing to my imagination, but what renews my diſquiets? Since you firſt became Fountains, you have been ſo laviſh of your ſtreams, as your ſpring might well be exhauſt; but you ſtill over-flow as much as when my miſeries firſt alarm'd you: Ah! could my dear <hi>Caeſar</hi> yet come and dry you up, I ſhould delightfully re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member with what fidelity you have kept me company in my Diſgraces, and then how zealouſly ſhould I bleſs the moſt dangerous and ſad occaſions I have had, to wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of the height of affection? But alas! how incertain are thoſe hopes! how cruel the arms of our barbarous enemies! and then how dangerous are your inconſtant billows that rowle before mine eyes.</q>
               </p>
               <p>She had enlarged her Plaints, and ſuffered theſe ſad conſiderations to waſte a great part of the day, had not <hi>Clitie</hi> interrupted her, telling her it was time to dreſs her, receive the Prince <hi>Tyridates,</hi> who could not fail to wait upon her ſo ſoon as ſhe could be in a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition to permit his viſit: <hi>Candace</hi> came to her ſelf at <hi>Clities</hi> ſolicitation, as one newly waked from a deep ſleep: And regarding her with a languiſhing eye; <q>I had abandon'd my ſelf, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to ſome melancholy thoughts, which the view of <hi>Alexandria</hi> had rouz'd within my Soul; and I aſſure my ſelf, thou canſt not (without ſome tenderneſs) caſt thy eye upon theſe places where my beloved <hi>Caeſario</hi> took his birth: See, <hi>ſaid ſhe</hi> (open<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the window again) look upon this ſame City, where the lamentable <hi>Cleopatra</hi> de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>livered him to the World, where ſhe nouriſhed and brought him up to beſtow upon me: And ah! how gladly did I receive the rich Preſent of a perſon ſo Illuſtrious? how ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derly and dearly would I have preſerved him, whoſe abſence (and it may be utter loſs) I now regret with ſuch violent reſentments.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Queen would never have given over, ſtill finding freſh ſubjects to entertain her ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rows, if <hi>Eteocles,</hi> advertiz'd by <hi>Clitie,</hi> had not entered the Chamber; yet ſhe would needs draw him to the window, to ſhew her (as well as the diſtance would permit him) all that might be diſcovered of the Palace where the Prince was born and nouriſh'd: with ſuch other places as he and the reſt of his royal Play-fellows (often mentioned to her by <hi>Eteocles,</hi> in the ſtory of his Maſters youth) had chiefly frequented in his greeneſt years. After the Queen had allowed ſome time to this pleaſing employment, ſhe made an end of dreſſing her, which when <hi>Tyridates</hi> underſtood, he came to bid her good morrow, and was met and receiv'd by her with an air full of ſweetneſs and Majeſty.</p>
               <p>
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                  <hi>Tyridates,</hi> who was now grown acquainted with her name and condition, accoſted her with all the reſpect due to her Perſon and Dignity. <q>You ſee, <hi>ſaid the Queen,</hi> a perſon very ſloathful, yet not altogether inexcuſable, for having wearied out ſo many cruel nights and days without repoſe, I aſſure my ſelf you will not take it ill that I have now taſted it from your bounty.</q> 
                  <q>Madam, would it pleaſe the Gods, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> that I had power to perform more than what this miſerable retreat can contribute, and you ſhould ſoon know, that the moſt difficult and dangerous occaſions to ſerve you, would always be de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lightful to ſuch as Fortune ſhall honour with the employment.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Indeed I ought not to expect leſs generoſity, <hi>reply'd the Queen,</hi> from a Prince of the <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſacides;</hi> for, 'tis ſo natural, that you cannot want it, without belying your blood. 'Tis true, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> the houſe of <hi>Arſaces</hi> had a fair ſtock of vertuous reputation, before the inhumane <hi>Phraates</hi> diſhonoured it with his cruelties; but it is now the infamous ſhame of all Royal Families; Nor do I believe that any can paſs a more gentle thought upon it, without ſharing in the guilt that is faſtened to it.</q> 
                  <q>The crime of <hi>Phraates, ſaid the Queen,</hi> cannot reach to you; the ſpots of his Cruelty are ſolely limited in himſelf, and cannot ſo much as dim the luſtre of your Vertue.</q>
               </p>
               <p>That fair Queen had gone on, if the modeſty of <hi>Tyridates</hi> would have ſuffered it; but in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terrupting her diſcourſe, to change the ſubject, he demanded how ſhe had paſs'd that night. <q>Could my mind, <hi>ſaid Candace,</hi> have ſhar'd in the repoſe you have given my body, I ſhould ſay, By your means I have reſted well. But as the troubles of my ſoul have received no comfort, but from your Aſſiſtance, I think I may ſay, I have numbered the tedious hours of the night with more unquiet than your ſelf.</q> 
                  <q>The Gods preſerve you, <hi>ſaid Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates,</hi> from ſuch racking pains as drag my days through eternal death; for, could your apprehenſion but reach them, you would doubtleſs give them another character.</q> 
                  <q>I ſee well, <hi>ſaid the Queen,</hi> that <hi>Eteocles</hi> has not yet told you my Story, or has but related a few of the firſt events. 'Tis true, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> that I am yet but acquainted with the beginnings of it; for <hi>Eteocles</hi> has gone no further than the generous Combat that the Prince <hi>Caeſario</hi> had with young <hi>Britomarus.</hi> Then you have yet heard nothing of my life, <hi>ſaid the Queen;</hi> but when you ſhall once know it, you will confeſs that I have Miſeries enough to match yours, and ſome to ſpare, ſuch as your patience never traverſed. I am baniſh'd as well as you from my native Country, poſſibly diſpoyled of a moſt flouriſhing Empire; ſeparated, like you, from the Perſon I Love, whom I left expos'd to dangers far greater than ſuch as threaten <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s life, ſuch as Heaven it ſelf cannot reſcue him from, without a wonder.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Theſe Calamities, <hi>reply'd the afflicted Tyridates,</hi> are very conſiderable, eſpecially in the Perſon of ſo great a Queen as your ſelf. But your Majeſty may permit me to tell you, that I have ſome too cruel to be pattern'd among the worſt of yours. You are bereav'd of that happy Perſon whom you have judg'd worthy of your Affection; but the ſubjects of our loſſes are very remote in nature; I aſſure my ſelf, that the Prince you love, does ſupport the ſeparation at leaſt, with as much impatience as you; and the loſs of you makes him out-ſigh you for his abſence: beſides, your diſpleaſures have not ſtruck you in the moſt ſenſible part, ſince the blows you received, came only from the rude hand of Fortune, and not the will of him you love: But Gods! how different is my deſtiny; the only will of <hi>Mariamne</hi> creates all my Miſeries; it was that baniſhed me her preſence; and (which wounds me deepeſt) while I die for her, ſhe does not ſo much as dream of me. Would Heaven that every raving wave were my profeſſed Enemy! that all the Arms of the Empire bent their points at my happineſs! nay, that every thing in nature defied me, on condition <hi>Mariamne</hi> were for me, I would encounter all their traverſes with con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempt, and either not feel them, or at leaſt with an invincible patience ſuſtain them; For as my Joys and Griefs are entirely dependent on her, ſo 'tis ſhe alone can make me Happy or miſerable: And from thoſe that ſpring from any other ſource, in me they will find but little ſenſibility.</q> 
                  <q>I ſee your affection, <hi>ſaid the Queen,</hi> is truly worthy of your ſelf, and the object it aims at: But, if I miſtake not, your evils are not ſo great as you have Figur'd them, if they only depend on <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s will; my thoughts tell me ſhe yet loves you, and had not the care of her reputation, with the ſevere rules of her Du<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, laid too heavy in the other balance, ſhe would never have baniſh'd you her preſence, but rather beſtow'd ſome proofs of her acknowledgment upon you, which ſure ſhe could not bridle without much conſtraint: that laſt condeſcention ſhe granted in your favour, when ſhe ſuffer'd you to ſee her in the midſt of ſo many dangers that menac'd her, could not come from ſuch a perſon as <hi>Mariamne</hi> (who was never accuſed of levity or imprudence) without the conſent of affection, which was all the excuſe ſhe had for it: Nor do I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve her wholly exempt from that which your being divided makes you ſuffer for her ſake;
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and am confident ſhe paſſes not a day wherein ſhe calls you not into her memory.</q> 
                  <q>Ah! <hi>Madam,</hi> cryed the amorous <hi>Tyridates,</hi> how agreeably you flatter me, and how neceſſary is the authority of ſuch a Perſon as your ſelf to perſwade that which appearance could never manifeſt: I am unworthy of the affection and remembrance of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> and the gods can witneſs, I never cheriſh'd a thought ſo arrogant to believe I deſerv'd them. Yet I cannot liſten to your diſcourſe without ſome comfort, repreſenting to my ſelf, that a Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon ſo divine as you, cannot (like our common ſpirits) be capable of error.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This diſcourſe had been enlarg'd, had it not been interrupted by thoſe that brought up the Queens dinner; <hi>Tyridates</hi> din'd with her, and ſo did <hi>Eteocles</hi> and <hi>Clitie,</hi> becauſe they would have it ſo; not being then either in place or condition to obſerve the regular me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thod of all Ceremonies.</p>
               <p>After dinner <hi>Tyridates</hi> told the Queen, that, though the place was Deſart and Savage, it afforded ſome unfrequented walks not unpleaſant, which gave her a deſire to take the air; when after her eyes had ſpent ſome time in turning over ſeveral objects at the window, ſhe went out of the Houſe, prop'd by the arm of <hi>Tyridates,</hi> and only follow'd by <hi>Eteocles</hi> and <hi>Clitie;</hi> they walked a while upon the Downs where their eyes had liberty to converſe with the ſucceſſive waves, and thoſe wondrous flowes and ebbs that had ſo puzled the ſcience of all Philoſophers: But the Queen beginning to be wearied by the Sand, <hi>Tyridates</hi> led her down to a very pleaſant Valley, ſemi-circled on the one ſide with divers points of a Rock cover'd with moſs, and on the other with a little wood, which joyning creſcent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe with the extremes of the Rock, left a green Meadow in the middle, beautified with divers Chryſtal Fountains.</p>
               <p>This place agreed with the Queens inclination to ſolitude, and ſuiting her intention to be private, ſhe accepted that invitation to diſcourſe the reſt of her adventures to <hi>Tyridates,</hi> and ſpying a ſpace between two Rocks, cover'd with Moſs, and framed by Nature into a ſeat, ſo ſecretly contrived, as it concealed them from the ſight of any in the Meadow, though they might eaſily diſcern what paſt in any part of it; ſhe ſetled there, inviting <hi>Tyri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates</hi> to ſit by her, while <hi>Clitie</hi> and <hi>Eteocles</hi> made choice of a place to lie down in, ſome five or ſix paces from their Miſtriſs.</p>
               <p>After the fair Queen had been a while ſilent, ſhe looked upon <hi>Tyridates</hi> with a little bluſh, that with a glad ambition was newly climed into her cheeks: <q>If I give you the relation of my life, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> I muſt be obliged to uncover ſome follies, which the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciſe rules of modeſty would keep conceal'd; but as it is not juſt, that I ſhould either ſerve my ſelf of your aſſiſtance, or demand your counſel in Affairs whereof you are ignorant, I ſhall freely give you the naked account of my life, with that Adventure that conducted me into this Country; and in fine, crave your advice about the fitteſt order to be ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved for the compoſure of my affairs, and ſecurity of my Perſon.</q> 
                  <q>I ſhall always be more able to ſerve you in Perſon than Counſel, <hi>reply'd Tyridates,</hi> being very incapable of directing a Perſon of ſo much Prudence as your ſelf; however I ſhall employ (ſince you ordain it ſo) all the judgment is left me, without expecting the trouble of this Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation from your Majeſty, which I may as well learn from the Mouth of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> and ſo eſcape a Soleciſm in Civility.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> was about to reply, and had diſpos'd her ſelf to take up the Story where <hi>Eteo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles</hi> let it fall: when they were interrupted by a noiſe of Horſes which trod very near, and gave warning to their eyes to look about them; which they had no ſooner done, but they ſpy'd two men on horſe-back coming out of the Wood into the Meadow; the chief of the two that appear'd the Maſter, quickly drew the regard both of the Queen and <hi>Tyridates,</hi> as well upon the the beauty of his Arms, as his graceful deportment on his Horſe; the ground of his Armour was black, but very richly gilt; ſet round with Rubies of great value, and in all the other places moſt remarkable, the plates of ſteel that were below his Taſes, reach'd to his Knee, and thoſe upon his Arm to his Elbow, which were of the ſame materials and workmanſhip; his Horſe was black, with ſome white ſpots upon him, but then all white with his own froath, which his pride and courage had newly dreſs'd him in: his Squire carried the Shield of the ſame materials with the reſt of his Arms; on which he bare a Cro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>codile, with a Motto under it of the <hi>Roman</hi> Tongue.</p>
               <p>In this equipage, leaping a little Hay, he entred the Meadow, with intent to let his Horſes feed there, while himſelf took ſome repoſe; and allighting from his Horſe, his ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proach gave <hi>Tyridates</hi> and the Queen a more perfect deſcription of the beauty of his ſhape, which appear'd with an admirable proportion; all his geſtures, and every action ſo be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coming as it faſtned their eyes upon him with a moſt ſerious regard; but their ſatisfaction was much improv'd, when (the better to refreſh himſelf) he took off his Caſque and gave it to his Squire, lending them a ſight of his unarmed Head and diſcovered Face, which
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made them confeſs, they had never ſeen one better ſhaped among all the perſons of his Sex; all the lines of it ſo evenly regular, as it was too hard for the skilfulleſt deſire to mend any thing about it; his complexion was ſomething brown, his eyes black, but full of ſuch a ſparkling vivacity, as it required a ſteady eye to behold them without ſhrinking at the luſtre; his hair of the ſame colour, being very long, and curling naturally, fell in large an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nulets upon his ſhoulders; In fine, his whole compoſure carried ſo compleat a Symmetry, as it would have pos'd Envy's ſelf to have found fault.</p>
               <p>This Stranger (ſuch, and much better than my words have copyed him) after he had ſet his Horſe at liberty, ſought a place to lie down on, and diſcharge ſome wearineſs he had lately contracted in a long voyage; and to favour their curioſity, Fortune led him to the choice of a place very near the corner of their Rock, which though it hid him from their eyes, yet it could not hinder their over-hearing the diſcourſe betwixt him and his Squire; who, after he had taken care of the Horſes, laying his Shield, Caſque and two Javelins in readineſs, came and laid down at his feet, and deſired him, if it were poſſible, to releaſe his griefs to an hour of reſt: <q>For Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I think no ſorce, no health but yours, could have ſtood the rude ſhock of ſuch violent pains as you have ſuffered; nor can you long reſiſt it, if you perſevere in this cruel manner of tormenting your ſelf.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Maſter, fetching two or three deep ſighs (as Prologue to his Anſwer) <q>Ceaſe dear <hi>Emilius, ſaid he,</hi> to trouble thy ſelf for a life which is not worth the pains thou tak'ſt about it, and which I cannot regard but as my deadlieſt Enemy: I loved it once, when it was near to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> but now ſhe has refuſed an intereſt in it, I abandon it to deſpair as well as ſhe. But my Lord, <hi>reply'd the faithfull Squire,</hi> To what then ſerves that undaunted Courage, which (ſurmounting the growth of your unripe years) hath car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried you to ſuch a height of Reputation? To what your ſtudy in Philoſophy, which you beſtowed ſome of your budding age upon, with ſuch a rare ſucceſs? My courage and Philoſophy, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> indeed have helped me to ſupport that with ſome moderation, which poſſibly without their ſuccour would have forced the effects of ſury and tranſport, as well as thoſe of folly; that in all likelihood Report has carried to the limits of the <hi>Roman</hi> Empire: But they cannot cure a diſeaſe of this nature, without ſtripping my Soul of that Senſitive faculty, of which her ſelf is in part compos'd; The advantages I I have gain'd above others that wanted my education, do diſſwade me from repining a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the Gods, from diſpairing of their goodneſs, and holds my hands from falling foul upon ſubjects of Innocence, upon which the tempeſts of my grief (without their aſſiſtance) might poſſibly throw me; but they cannot hinder me from ſighing, lament<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, and proving my ſelf a Man, by afflicting my ſelf with cauſes of affliction; as I was formerly abus'd into an opinion of happineſs by an impoſture of proſperity; and would'ſt thou call to mind in what manner I reſiſted affronts conſiderable enough, when they ſprang from other cauſes than the will of my ungrateful Princeſs, thou wilt remember that neither Courage nor Moderation failed me. What I ſuffered by the cun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning malice of <hi>Tyberius,</hi> the Tyrannick authority of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> with many other croſs<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>blows that thou knoweſt of, I felt my ſelf able to ſuſtain, and poſſibly I ſhould not have ſhrunk under any weight, that had only power to bow an ordinary ſpirit; but after ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plication of the ingrateful and pitileſs intentions of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> 'tis not enough to complain; 'tis fit I die, <hi>Emilius,</hi> nor can either Courage or Philoſophy urge a juſt diverſion from ſuch a purpoſe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He uttered theſe words with a tone ſo paſſionately heightned, as it drew pity from his concealed Auditors, and Prince <hi>Tyridates</hi> was about to tell the Queen a conjecture of his, when they o're-heard him go on in his complaint. <q>Forget, Inhumane Princeſs, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> were ſo many ſervices, ſo many proofs of affection no more than to be inſenſibly driven from your memory? Have I deſerved to be thus uſed for an inviolable fidelity? and think you this does not ſtain the blood of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> to ſacrifice an innocent life to deſpair, which without the leaſt reſervation was eſpouſed to your ſervice? Juſt Gods! Gods whom I have ſo oft invoked, and of whom I have received ſo many favourable aſſiſtances, if your anger be ſtill decreed to perſecute the miſerable Reliques of our Houſe, which you have ſuffered to fall under the <hi>Roman</hi> Arms; turn all the points of it againſt me only, but do not puniſh me, becauſe I Love, with ſuch pains as ſhould only be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerv'd for the guilty: If <hi>Cleopatra</hi> provokes your indignation by her ingratitude to me, Conſider ſhe is the <hi>Maſter-peece</hi> of your hands, and that however my Conſcience avows me innocent, yet ſure I am not ſo, her ſpirit is incapable of Errour, and I by the weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of ſome action, have ſurely plotted my own diſgrace: If it be ſo; as I owe that be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lief to her judgment; my life, my actions, my thoughts, I diſavow you all, if you have any other aims than the Love, Service, and Glory of <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> The Gods all know I
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never owned any ſuch, and if you ſlily crept into my breſt, it was in ſuch diſguiſe as I diſcerned you not from thoſe ſhe might ſafely approve.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Stranger would have ſtretched his complaints further, if his Squire, who began to be weary of that kind of life, had not thus ſtop'd him: <q>My Lord, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I beſeech you be not ſo laviſh to your griefs, as to give away the power of reflecting both on what you are, and what you ought to be; 'tis true, your misfortune is great, but yet not de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perate: and, as I believe, this change in the Princeſs proceeds from ſome impreſſion has been given from you: ſo I hope (the truth once diſcovered) to ſee you reſtor'd to the ſame eſtate in her favour. I am more than confident this miſchief was plotted by the artifice of <hi>Tiberius;</hi> for that peeviſh man will omit no occaſion to deprive you of what he pretends to ſo unworthily. But the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s ſpirit cannot be ſo poſſeſs'd, but time will open her eyes upon your innocence: Beſides, the friendſhip of <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Marcellus</hi> will be active in your behalf; and methinks Fortune begins to intend you ſome kindneſs, by conducting <hi>Cleopatra</hi> hither, who, you know is ſhortly expected at <hi>Alexandria</hi> with the Emperor and Empreſs <hi>Livia,</hi> whom ſhe always attends: all things conſpire more aſſiſtance to your Deſigns here, than at <hi>Rome,</hi> eſpecially the place of your reſidence being unknown, and probably 'tis doubted in the Emperors Court, whether you be ſtill living.</q> 
                  <q>They have reaſon to doubt it, <hi>ſaid the Maſter,</hi> and had I liſtned to the rational motions of my grief, thy fidelity had miſſed this daily trouble of urging fruitleſs conſolations. Indeed, I am glad at the coming of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> to <hi>Alexandria:</hi> but 'tis leſs out of hope to ſee <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> before I ſhall dare to appear in her preſence, than for the revenge I intend upon <hi>Tyberius:</hi> I know that diſloyal man thinks his ſubtleties have deſtroyed me; but he ſhall find, I am ſtill living to give him death in the very Arms of the Emperor and Empreſs his Mother, that ſupport him ſo unjuſtly againſt me. This is rather the deſign of my ſtay upon this Coaſt, than to juſtifie my ſelf before my Judge that ſovereignly condemns me, and poſſibly this ſole intent preſerv'd my deplorable life, that elſe ſhould have been ſacrificed to my juſt reſentments.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Stranger thus ending his Diſcourſe, gave occaſion to his over-hearers to commu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nicate their thoughts. <hi>Candace</hi> had oft heard the name of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> pronounced with ſuch intereſt, whom ſhe could take for no other than the Siſter of her dear <hi>Caeſario.</hi> But <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who ever kept the blood of his dead Miſtris in ſacred veneration, could not hear the name of that Royal Maid without appearing tranſported. <hi>Tyridates</hi> read both their troubles in their looks; and not ignorant of the cauſe: <q>I do not wonder, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to ſee you amazed at this encounter, for my own ſurpriſal is little leſs than yours; but I think I am able to give you ſome light in this miſt: for, if I be not deceiv'd, this Stranger, whom we have alſo juſtly admir'd, is the Valiant Prince of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> Son to the great King <hi>Juba,</hi> who with <hi>Cato</hi> and <hi>Scipio</hi> was vanquiſhed in <hi>Affrica</hi> by <hi>Julius Caeſar:</hi> His Love to the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> made it ſelf known to all <hi>Rome</hi> by the marvellous effects it produced; and there was ſcarce a perſon that was ignorant of his quarrel with <hi>Tybe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rius,</hi> link'd with divers other events that deſerv'd remembrance. During my ſtay at <hi>Rome,</hi> he was abſent; but if the general opinion might be credited, ſhe could not boaſt a braver man, nor one whoſe valour was more advantageouſly accompanied, with ſuch other qualities as render an accompliſhed Prince:</q> 
                  <q>I muſt not let him go, <hi>ſaid Etcocles,</hi> before I ſee and know him better, and demand ſome news of that Princeſs whom I have carryed a thouſand times in my Arms, whoſe Birth, Perſon, and Name are ſo ſacred un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to me:</q> 
                  <q>And indeed, <hi>ſaid Candace,</hi> though my concealment be requiſite, I cannot but wiſh to ſee him that loves my <hi>Caeſars</hi> Siſter ſo paſſionately; the praiſes you have given him, with what I have diſcern'd in his looks, have gain'd him much of my eſteem, and made me already intereſt my ſelf in his Fortune.</q> 
                  <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> I am glad to hear you ſay ſo; if you think fit, we will ſhew our ſelves to him; and with your permiſſion, I will offer him that poor retreat you did not ſcorn to accept; there we ſhall have leiſure to know him, and learn, whether I gueſs'd right at his name and quality.</q>
               </p>
               <p>To this the Queen gave an eaſie conſent, and they were riſing to ſalute him, when a great noiſe of claſhing of Arms, and loud voices, that ſent it ſelf to their ears, from a neighbouring Valley prevented them. This retir'd the Stranger from his profound thoughts, and unwilling to hazard a ſurprizal in that eſtate, he ſuddenly ſnatched up his Caſque, and commanded his Squire to Bridle his Horſe, which done, he was no ſooner leap'd into the Saddle, when he ſaw two men on horſe-back coming towards him in their full ſpeed from the Valley, in a different eſtate and poſture. The firſt (having no other Arms but his Sword) fled before the other arm'd at all points, who with his Sword in his hand pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſu'd him with loud threatnings, and wanted but little of overtaking. The Arms of the hind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt were of a brown complexion, and (as if Art had ſtudied diſorder) confuſedly filleted
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with Gold and Silver; his Coat of Mail was ſuitable to his Curiaſs; upon his Caſque he bare a Lyon, with a long Horſe-taile in his paw, that fell backward from his head upon his ſhoulders. The ſame Beaſt was pourtrayed on his Sheild, with a Motto under him, that could not be read at that diſtance.</p>
               <p>The Garb of this Warrior was not ſo proud and fierce, but the other was as poor and timorous; the fear of death, that hung out its pale badge upon his Viſage, would let him expreſs no anger, but to his Horſe, which he ſpur'd moſt furiouſly; and as he turn'd his eyes round, as if he hunted for hope of ſuccour, he ſpyed <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver, whom he ſaw in a condition to deſend him from his Enemies rage; and ſpurring up to him, with his hands ſtretched out in a ſuppliant poſture: <q>O ſave me Sir, <hi>cryed he,</hi> from this cruel man that has taken this advantage to Murder me!</q> He had no time to enlarge his entreaties, nor was it neceſſary to a man in whom the ſentiments of vertue had too deep an impreſſion, to fly any opportunity that might ſet his courage a work to relieve the oppreſſed. He returned him no other anſwer than a preparation to give what he demanded: And to that end, putting himſelf between him and his pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſuer, and firſt deſirous gently to try the force of perſwaſion; he cryed out to him aſar off, to moderate the violence of his paſſion, and prayed him to conſider the glory he was like to purchaſe, for a man armed as he was, to ſet upon a perſon that had ſo little to defend himſelf.</p>
               <p>The Stranger, whom a moſt violent choler and animoſity againſt the fugitive had wound up to a haughty fierceneſs, could not ſee the way to his revenge block'd up, without converting his fury upon him that deny'd it paſſage, and inſtead of a reply, he advanc'd his Sword in the air, and flew upon him like a Lyon: <q>Thy life, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> ſhall pay the forfeit of this Traytors, which thou rob'ſt my juſt indignation of.</q> With theſe words came ſo weighty a blow, as his Enemy having ſcarce time to ward it with his Shield, was half aſtoniſhed: but he, deſirous to make uſe of that diſorder, (Revenge over-powring Glory) would have quitted the Combat to continue the purſuit: But <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Servant ſuddenly recovering himſelf, catched hold on the rein of his bridle as he was paſſing by, and gave ſo rude a tug to the tender mouth'd horſe, as made him riſe ſo high before, that he wanted but little to overthrow himſelf backward upon his Maſter; but he ſlacking his hand, with a ſharp remembrance of the Spur, pricked him forward; yet not ſo ſoon but his fugitive was already got out of ſight, and (that he might leave no certain tract to his follower) had betook himſelf to the Covert of an ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jacent wood. But when he ſaw his hopes of overtaking him were fled with him, he turn'd his anger afreſh upon his new enemy; and beholding him with eyes that darted flames of rage: <q>Thou canſt not, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> but be baſe and perfidious, ſince thou favour'ſt thoſe that are ſo; but thy death ſhall repair the diſpleaſure thou haſt done me.</q> 
                  <q>Take heed, <hi>ſaid the other,</hi> and defend thy own life carefully; for, believe it, thou wilt have more need of all thy force againſt me, than him whom thou wouldſt have kill'd at ſuch an advantage.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The two brave Combatants, valiant as any that ever got a name in Arms, follow'd theſe words with ſuch weighty blows, as he that firſt enter'd the liſts, with an unwilling complement, was forc'd to bow his head to the Sadles pomel, and the other to touch the Crouper of his Horſe. But recovering freſh force and fury, each finding the valour of his enemy, and expecting by the firſt blows what was like to follow, quitted the thoughts of an eaſie Victory, and wak'd all the dexterous force that nature and exerciſe had given them, to find advantages. The Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi> (for <hi>Tyridates</hi> was not miſtaken) at firſt was leſs angry than his enemy: but when he ſaw his Arms dyed in his own blood, he ruſhed upon his Foe with ſuch an unbridled, yet skilful fury, as would quickly have given him the Victory, had he not diſputed with a courage ſo invincible, as the World could not boaſt a braver.</p>
               <p>The proofs they had given for their mutual valour, were ſoon become the wonder of their Spectators. And while <hi>Candace</hi> was wrapt in a deep amazement at the ſight; <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates</hi> and <hi>Eteocles</hi> quitted their places, and advanced into the Meadow, with an intent, (if it were poſſible) to part them: an undertaking ſomething difficult, they being both on foot, and only armed with Swords: <hi>Tyridates</hi> therefore judging the gentler way the beſt, and approaching ſomething near them: <q>Gallant men, <hi>cryed he,</hi> will you kill one an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>other without a Subject for a quarrel? might you not better reſerve your valour to em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ploy againſt your Enemies whom you have cauſe to hate?</q> The Knights were ſo edaf to diſſwaſion, as all the anſwer they return'd was a hot continuance of the Combat, each ſo vehemently ſpurring up his horſe to gain the crouper of his enemies; that <hi>Tyridates,</hi> fear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to be troden under foot was conſtrain'd to retire a little and become a quiet Spectator,
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ſince he could not be an Arbiter, attending the event of that furious Combat, not with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out much fear it would prove too bloody.</p>
               <p>It was yet fought on both ſides with ſuch an evenneſs of fortune and courage, as no judgment could allow either the leaſt advantage; when the appearance of a third that came galloping up to the Combatants, gave <hi>Tyridates</hi> ſome hopes of aſſiſtance in his de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign to part them: The Arms of this laſt commer were very richly embroidered with gold, and artificially engraven with the <hi>Roman</hi> Eagles; Upon his Shield was painted that Royal-Bird turning her undazl'd eyes upon a Sun in its glory; and upon his Cask ſhe erected her two heads, and expanded her wings, as ſhe is repreſented in the Arms of the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pire.</p>
               <p>The arrival of this new Cavalier, not more conſiderable for the gallantry of his Armour, than the bravery of his Garb and Poſture, made <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Tyridates</hi> (wholly fixed as they were upon the former ſpectacle) to take off their regards, and beſtow them upon him: but he allow'd them but little time to obſerve; for he no ſooner caſt his eyes upon him of the two that bore the Lyon in his Cask and Shield, but he clapp'd down the Viſor of his Beaver, then half up, and approaching the Prince of <hi>Mauritania.</hi> 
                  <q>Valiant Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I conjure you, by the remembrance of what you love deareſt, to quit your place unto me, and permit me to continue a Combat with your Enemy, which I began before yours, and is poſſibly of greater importance.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Prince turning his eye upon him that entreated ſo ſtrange a courteſie, lik'd him ſo well at the firſt ſight, as he ſhould not have ſtayed his conſent, had he not been exceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly provok'd by a reſiſtance, which he was not accuſtomed to find among other Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies; nevertheleſs he was about to reply, when he was prevented by the other, who hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing heard the requeſt of the laſt commer, at the firſt glance knew and received him with a joyful clamour; <q>Come, come, <hi>ſaid he aloud,</hi> and joyn your Forces together, I do not fear to fight you both, nor doubt the Victory, though your number were greater.</q> This ſaid, he flew from his firſt Antagoniſt, and ruſhing in with his Horſe upon the other, gave him a rude ſhock with a blow upon the head that made him reel in the Stirrops; but the other Stranger was not long in his debt, for having his Sword ready in his hand, he diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>charg'd it with ſuch a puiſſance upon him, that the blow carried away part of his Shield, and ſo benummed the hand that held it, as it forced him to let fall his reins, and his Horſe feeling himſelf at liberty, ſtarted away, and ſo ſaved his Maſter from the ſecond blow: But he quickly recovered his Bridle, and being much aſhamed of the accident, he bravely turn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned head to both his enemies, that approached him with equal ſury: A while he doubted upon which to beſtow his firſt blows; but having little time to conſider, he addreſt him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf to the Mooriſh Prince, and witneſſing with his hand, that he had ſomething to ſay: <q>I do not doubt, <hi>cryed he,</hi> but I have courage and force enough to diſpute the Victory a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt both: But if thou doſt value the requeſt of an Enemy, ſtand by a while, and give thy ſelf the pleaſure of ſeeing us decide a quarrel of greater importance than what is be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twixt us two, and I promiſe that immediately after my Victory, we will end our difference.</q>
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               <p>
                  <q>I fear, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> he will not leave thee in a condition to give me ſuch reſiſtance as my honour can accept; for methinks his forces are ſo little inferior to thine, as I cannot hope the ſucceſs of this Combat will tend to thy advantage; finiſh firſt then what thou haſt begun with me, and if fortune decrees that thou ſcapeſt my hands, thou ſhalt have leiſure enough to debate thy firſt quarrel:</q> Theſe laſt words of the Prince were not ſo much as heard by the Enemy, who ſtaying for no anſwer, had eagerly re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>newed his Combat with the Knight of the wings, and was received by him with as much bravery as he brought: The valiant Moor angry to be ſo ſlighted, ran up to him with his Sword in a poſture to expreſs it; but ſeeing him engaged with the other, and aſhamed to aſſail him at ſuch an advantage, he held his Sword advanced in the air, as yet uncertain how to diſpoſe of it; very unwilling he was to give over the Combat, and as loath to wound his credit by ſtriking one that was ſo hotly match'd by another as valiant as him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf: but during his irreſolution, the two Cavaliers charg'd one another ſtill with ſuch mighty blows, as made their lives indebted to the goodneſs of their Armour; nor could that longer hinder their Swords from cutting paſſages for the blood in divers parts of their bodies, the ſight of which rather animated then enſeebled them, urging each to crave his revenge upon the other, with ſuch height of fury, as there was never ſeen a Combat be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween two Men ſo terrible; their blood had in divers places dyed the Earth in its own complexion, when after many cruel blows that came too thick to be counted, at laſt there fell two together with ſo huge a force, as they wanted both but little of kiſſing the duſt,
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but they reeled a long time upon their Saddles; before they could recover their Stirrops, the Knight of the Lyons broke his Sword upon the Caſque of his Enemy, but with the blow cutting the laces (that faſtned it) aſunder, it threw the <hi>Roman</hi> Eagles to the ground, and left the head of its Maſter naked and diſarm'd; which diſcover'd to the lookers on, one of the handſomeſt and moſt Majeſtick faces that ever credited Natures workmanſhip: at the firſt glance <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Eteocles</hi> knew it, and advancing towards him with a tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port of joy, <hi>Ah my Prince, cryed they at once, ah! Cleomedon, Caeſars</hi> Son; and indeed it was <hi>Caeſario,</hi> whom the heat of the fight had deafn'd to their cries; for covering his head with his Shield, with his Sword ready to cut out work for the Chirurgion, he re-advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced towards his oppoſite that attended him with an equal reſolution: but the Prince of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> who had lent attention to the words, and regard to the Viſage of <hi>Candace,</hi> was willing to do homage to the Empire of beauty in a deſire to oblige her: and ſeeing the Combatants in a very deſperate condition, threw himſelf between to part them, beleiving <hi>Caeſario,</hi> with whom he had no quarrel, would not ſtrike him, and the others truncheon he did not fear.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> and <hi>Eteocles</hi> joyning with him, at the ſame time laid hold of their Bridles, and by that means hindred the Progreſs of the Combat, which they fretted at with exceſſive choler: <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s appear'd in flaſhes at his eyes, and bluſhes in his face, but at laſt lending an ear to the words, and an eye to the faces of <hi>Eteocles</hi> (who held his bridle) and <hi>Candace</hi> that ſtood by ſtill crying out, <hi>Cleomedon, Cleomedon,</hi> immediately he knew them both, and with a Joy that broke out into loud Accents, ſeeing his Enemy held by the <hi>Mauri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tanian</hi> and <hi>Parthian</hi> Princes, he forgot all thoughts of Enmity, and was flying into the Arms of his Princeſs; when they all took a freſh Allarm, from fifteen or twenty Horſe-men, that with their Swords in their hands, came up towards them upon the Spur, conducted by the ſame man that fled from the Knight of the Lyons, and at him only they all ſeem'd to bend their unmanly out-rage: but the two others (then quitting, or at leaſt ſuſpending all animoſity) of Enemies were quickly become parties; which known, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out ballancing the baſeneſs of the act, they pour'd themſelves upon them all; but the firſt that aborded them, carryed away incurable marks of their treachery: for they coap'd with ſuch Enemies as were incapable of being diſmay'd at ſuch a number. The Prince of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> who was the freſheſt of the three, ſent the firſt he met without a head to the ground, and cut off the arm of the ſecond, juſt as it was advanc'd in the air to ſtrike him. Theſe two firſt blows gave <hi>Caeſario</hi> time to put on his Caſque, which <hi>Eteocles</hi> had given him, and the <hi>Knight of the Lyons</hi> leiſure to recover a Sword inſtead of his own that was broken. Which done, they both bravely joyned with the valiant Moor, and help'd him to diſtribute death among their Enemies: the firſt that fell under the ſword of <hi>Caeſars</hi> ſon, had his head cloven in two pieces; and he that died on the other hand, was run through the body, his point finding a way through the weakneſs of his Curiaſs, to tumble his Soul from the principal ſeat of life. Theſe were no ſooner fallen, but <hi>Tyri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates,</hi> covering his head with one of their Caſques, and ſnatching up a Shield, leap'd upon a Horſe, which a new blow from the gallant Moor had made Maſterleſs, and came and joyned his aſſiſtance, like a conſiderable reſerve to the reſt.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eteocles,</hi> with the Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s Squire, follow'd his example, onely the Queen and her Maid remained Spectators of the Combat: and indeed it was almoſt a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>digy to ſee Men ſo wearied and wounded in a former fight, with effects beyond humane puiſſance, in ſo few moments to reduce ſuch a number of their Enemies to deſpair of Victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry. <hi>Tyridates,</hi> though but half arm'd, quickly tumbl'd two at his feet, and <hi>Eteocles</hi> cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ragiouſly cut his paſſage through the preſs, and joyn'd himſelf with the Prince his Maſter. But while theſe four gallant Warriors, ſtung with brave emulation, like ſo many new <hi>Mars</hi>'s diſplay'd their invincible Valour, the Captain of their enemies, whom fear of Death had rang'd in the rear, coutenting himſelf to animate with words, but not daring to give the encouragement of a perſonal example, chanced to caſt his eyes upon the Queen of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> who was ſeeing Heaven with her ſilver tears to reſcue her <hi>Caeſar</hi> from the perils that menac'd him: he no ſooner ſaw, but knew her, and and breaking into an out-cry, <q>Oh you Gods! <hi>ſaid he,</hi> and do you then reſtore me my Fugitive, that was wreſted from my hands with ſo great a danger of my life?</q> When preſently, commanding one of his men that was neareſt to follow him, he ran to her, juſt as ſhe was thinking (for ſhe had ſpyed him) to hide her ſelf behind the Rock: but ſhe made not haſte enough to prevent that barbarous Villain, who rudely ſeizing upon her, and, by the help of his companion, having ſet her up before him upon the Pomel of his Saddle, he carried her away in ſpight of all the reſiſtance and ſtruggling ſhe could make for eſcape: his com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panion
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would have had no pleaſant task to force <hi>Clitie</hi> to the ſame poſture, if her reſolution to follow the Fortune of her Miſtris, diſcarding the conſideration of her own, had not made her his eaſie prey: But Gods! What ſury ſhot it ſelf into the Soul of <hi>Caeſario?</hi> when hearing the out-cries of his Queen, and his ear di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>recting his eye, he ſpy'd her in the Arms of her cruel Raviſher, who had borrowed all the wings that haſte could lend, to get ground of his ſuſpected purſuers; the whole ſtreugth of his Enemies were now grown feeble to arreſt him; for having thrown down one that oppos'd his paſſage, with a blow that clove him to the breaſt, he darted himſelf among the reſt, with ſuch an irreſiſtible vigour as he ſoon clear'd the way to his purſuit, when (by a freſh piece of Fortunes malice) his Horſe, no longer able to endure the many wounds he had receiv'd, fell dead under him, and ſo ſuddenly, as falling with his Maſters feet engag'd in the Stirrops, he expos'd him to the mercy of his Enemies; two of which ſpying the caſual advantages, were coming to kill him, which they had eaſily effected, if the Knight of the Lyons (a while before his eager Enemy, reſigning hatred to a fitter ſeaſon) had not flown to his defence, and with two blows laid both his Enemies at his feet, the one dead, the other with a deep wound: and taking one of their Horſes by the Reins, juſt as <hi>Eteocles</hi> had thrown himſelf down to diſ-engage the Prince from his, <q>Riſe <hi>Cleomedon, ſaid he,</hi> and receive this aſſiſtance from thy greateſt Enemy, but ſuch an enemy as is unwilling to owe any thing to thy generoſity.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> at another time would not have taken this ſuccour from his decla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red Foe: without ſtriving to reſtore the benefit, or at leaſt tendering an ample expreſſion of his reſentment, but at that moment the loſs of his Queen (who to his eye had ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear'd and diſappear'd like lightning) wholly ſeiz'd him, and would ſcarce ſuffer him to make a fit reflection upon the generous act of this gallant Enemy; onely in taking the Horſe from his hands, and leaping upon him with more agility than his wounds could well allow of; <q>I know not <hi>ſaid he,</hi> how to underſtand thee, who in declaring thy ſelf my Enemy, haſt rendered me the office of an intimate friend: but I proteſt, that as much my Enemy as thou art, I will ever be ready to pay thee back this life which thou haſt ſo bravely aſſail'd, and ſo generouſly defended: Finiſhing theſe words, and leaping into the Saddle, having now no Enemies capable to ſtay him, he haſted after the Ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viſher with all the ſpeed imaginable.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eteocles,</hi> whoſe memory harbour'd nothing ſo carefully as his Princes Intereſt, after his example ſuddenly re-mounted himſelf, and obſerving the way he took, followed ſo ſwiftly, as in a ſhort time he recover'd him.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi> and <hi>Tyridates</hi> had handled the reſt of their enemies ſo roughly, as they were reduced to a deſpair of Victory; and when he that ſo valiantly reſcued <hi>Caeſario,</hi> was again joyn'd with them, they made ſuch havock among thoſe that remain'd, as after the death of all their Companions, three that were onely leſt, were conſtrain'd to truſt their ſafety to their heels; the gallant Warriors diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>daining to purſue them, fell to a mutual admiration of each others Valour, and the brave Unknown, addreſſing himſelf to the Prince of <hi>Mauritania;</hi> 
                  <q>At firſt, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> you did me a diſpleaſure that made me your enemy, in hindering the execution of a revenge ſo juſt, as, had you known the cauſe, you would doubtleſs have favoured what you pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vented: but you have ſince ſo nobly aſſiſted me againſt enemies, who I think only level'd their malice at me, as the memory of that overpowers my reſentments; and joyn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing with my wonder at your Valour, devotes me to the ſearch of occaſions, that may make me worthy to become your Friend.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>I am ſorry, <hi>replyed the valiant Moor,</hi> for the diſpleaſure I have given you; judging by what I have ſince ſeen you do, and by the late baſe actions of your Enemy, that he was worthy of the puniſhment you deſigned him; but (as the truth was maſqu'd) I could not refuſe a protection which I thought was due to the weaker party. I deem it no mean happineſs to have effected your reſentments by ſo poor a piece of ſervice; and after the experiment of your Valour, I cannot without much joy receive the profer of your amity.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This ſaid, they ſhook hands, and lifted up the viſors of their Helmets. If the Stranger was raviſh'd with the beauty and Majeſtick air of the <hi>Moor,</hi> the two Princes were not leſs ſurpriz'd at his high and Heroick Mind, both believing, not without much reaſon, that they never beheld any that ſurpaſt it; thus they gaz'd one at another, their admiration taking a pretty diſtant precedency of their words: but the Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi> firſt break<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſilence, &amp; turning toward <hi>Tyridates,</hi> who was dividing his aſtoniſhment betwixt them;
<q>
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It is to you valiant man, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> we have the moſt conſiderable obligation; to your valour and generous reſolution we owe the wonder, ſince naked as you are, you have brav'd a danger capable to diſmay men moſt ſecurely armed, rendring a gallant ſuccour to unknown perſons.</q> To theſe words the brave Stranger added others that imported the ſame ſenſe, which <hi>Tyridates</hi> modeſtly receiving, <q>I have done nothing, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> but what the incitement might juſtly challenge; and the little help I was able to contribute, ſhew'd ſo poor and worthleſs in the preſence of your grand actions, as it merits no re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membrance.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In uttering theſe words he obſerved their Arms cover'd with blood, eſpecially the ſtrangers, who had loſt very much in his Combat with <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and not willing to dally in ſuch a condition: <q>I ſee, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> your wounds expreſs the neceſſity of a ſudden aſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance, which I am preſently able to give, if you refuſe not the offer of a poor lodging about a hundred paces hence, where your wounds ſhall be ſearched, and your ſelves ſerv'd with much affection: but where is <hi>Cleomedon, continued he,</hi> looking round for <hi>Caeſario.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <q>Sir, he is gone, <hi>ſaid the Prince of Mauritania's Squire, (who being leſs eager than the reſt, had better diſcern'd what paſt concerning the Combat)</hi> in purſuit of thoſe Ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viſhers that carried away two Ladies, that ſtood and looked on while we were fighting. How, <hi>cry'd Tyridates,</hi> are the Ladies carried away, that were with me when you arrived? Yea my Lord; <hi>reply'd Emilius,</hi> they were ſeized on by the chief of thoſe men whom you ſo lately defeated.</q> 
                  <q>Oh Gods! <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> what an unvaluable loſs is this if it be not ſpeedily recover'd? how paſſionately could I wiſh theſe valiant Men in a better condition, that they were able to endeavour the reſcue of one of the moſt conſider<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able Perſons upon Earth! Let us go, <hi>ſaid the Prince of Mauritania,</hi> our wounds ought not to diſpenſe with the ſuccour of a Perſon of ſo much importance.</q> 
                  <q>Indeed, <hi>ſaid</hi> Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates, your obligation is particular, and poſſibly I know you better than you i<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>magine: but am loath to expoſe you in this eſtate to any freſh peril, eſpecially that gallant man, pointing to the unknown, whoſe wounds are deeper and more dangerous than yours.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>'Tis true, <hi>ſaid the Stranger,</hi> my hurts are great: but they ſhall give me leave to go to the Sea-ſide, which is the only courſe you can take in this deſign; for the Pirat <hi>Zenodorus</hi> (who was he that I purſu'd, and doubtleſs the ſame that bore away the Perſon whoſe loſs you regret) has carried away the Prey to his Veſſels, that rid near the Shoar, and only there we ought to ſeek it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This ſaid, he put Spurs to his Horſe, and led the way (though not without much pain) towards that ſide of the Coaſt where he had ſeen <hi>Zenodorus</hi> his Veſſels; the Princes eagerly followed, and (being in much the better eſtate, quickly left him behind) ſpeeding their courſe to that part of the ſhoar which he pointed at: but all alaſs in vain, for finding no Veſſel in the Road, and coaſting a while upon the ſand without any diſcovery, at laſt they ſpy'd two Ships a far off with full Sails making off to Sea, which they preſently judg'd to be the ſame they ſought for: the brave unknown, who was as much intereſs'd as <hi>Tyridates,</hi> and poſſibly not much leſs than <hi>Caeſario</hi> in purſuit of the Pirat, fetching two or three deep ſighs, and caſting a ſad look upon the Prince of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> 
                  <q>Oh, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> how ſhould I hate you, if the ſuccour you have given me, with the knowledge of your vertue could leave a poſſibility for the Paſſion.</q> 
                  <q>Gods! <hi>purſu'd he,</hi> Oh you Gods! what a loſs do I ſuſtain by this fatal Combat? what have I loſt in a condition, that diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ables me to give my ſelf the leaſt hope of recovery.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words he had let himſelf fall from his Horſe with weakneſs, if <hi>Tyridates</hi> had not haſted to ſuſtain him: and the <hi>Mauritanian</hi> did as much on the other ſide, proteſting his ſorrow for the injury his ignorance had done him, and the ſhare he had took in his fortune. During his diſcourſe, <hi>Tyridates</hi> conſidering that a longer ſearch would but vainly ſtrengthen their deſpair of finding, began to lead them the way to his own houſe, always keeping near the Stranger, whoſe loſs of blood, and depth of wounds had ſo enfeebled him, as he was ſcarce able to keep his Saddle: but they ſoon reach't the Houſe, where the Servants of <hi>Tyridates</hi> tendered the ſame offices to the Strangers that were due to the Perſon of their Prince: they were laid in ſeveral Chambers, (the houſe being ſpacious enough to to afford commodious lodging, and their wounds viſited, which were not found very dangerous, eſpecially the Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s, who had only received a hurt on his left Arm, and another ſlight one on his ſide; the Strangers were greater both in number and condition: but the Chirurgion (who was an officer to <hi>Tyridates,</hi> and an expert Maſter of his Art) promis'd an infallible cure to both.</p>
               <p>
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The Stranger took but little comfort from this promiſe, and appear'd ſo ſenſibly afflict<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, as the fears of thoſe that ſerv'd him began to augurate worſe ſucceſs from his ſadneſs than his wounds. He was no ſooner laid, but there entered into his Chamber a young man whom he preſently knew to be his Squire; who having ſpent a part of that day in his ſearch, had at laſt addreſt his inquiry to that houſe, where he underſtood what was happened.</p>
               <p>At the ſight of his Squire the Maſter expreſſed ſome ſigns of comfort, and having call'd him to his Beds-ſide, he entreated the reſt to leave him to his repoſe. <hi>Tyridates</hi> had received two ſlight wounds, one on his right hand, and the other on his head: but they were too inconſiderable to confine him to his Bed, and having caus'd ſome remedies to be ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed, he ſpent his principal care upon the ſervice of his gueſts, whom he marvellouſly eſteemed. At the evening underſtanding that the Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi> might admit a viſit, he entred his Chamber, and being received by the Prince with an exceſs of civility, they ſpent ſome time in terms of Courteſie and deference; which ended, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> ſeated by his Beds-ſide, before they could methodically change the Subject, he of <hi>Mau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritania</hi> calling to mind a word or two the <hi>Parthian</hi> let fall ſome hours before: <q>I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member you told me, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that I was better known to you than I knew of, make me the favour, if you pleaſe, to let me underſtand what knowledge you have of me, and by what means you gain'd it:</q> 
                  <q>I drew it, <hi>reply'd Tyridates,</hi> from ſome words I over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>heard you utter before the arrival of the valiant Stranger, againſt whom you Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bated, your ample mention of the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and of <hi>Tyberius,</hi> added to what I had heard at <hi>Rome,</hi> of the life of that Princeſs, begat my opinion you were the Prince of <hi>Mauritania;</hi> but if at firſt it was only a ſingle conjecture, the ſight of your viſage, with the grand actions you performed in my preſence, have ſtrengthned it to a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidence.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This diſcourſe rais'd a bluſh in the Princes cheeks, becauſe it imported him to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guiſe his quality, yet willing that his Obligation to <hi>Tyridates</hi> ſhould vanquiſh the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure; <q>I ſhould be ſorry, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> (as my Affairs are now ſtated) to be known to any other perſon than your ſelf; but you have too nobly engaged me to a high eſteem of your worth to allow diſtruſt a being.</q> 
                  <q>'Tis true, I am that unhappy Prince of <hi>Mau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritania,</hi> whoſe misfortunes, if you made any ſtay at <hi>Rome,</hi> have poſſibly reacht your ears; but becauſe methinks your face too, diſcovers more marks of greatneſs than your Equipage, I ſhould gladly learn to whom I am reduable, and what he is that I have truſted,</q> 
                  <q>If I pris'd my life, <hi>reply'd Tyridates,</hi> I ſhould not have leſs cauſe than you to hide my name: but as fortune has us'd me, the preſervation of it is ſo inconſiderable, as were my confidence in you leſs than it is, I ſhould make no difficulty to tell you, that I am <hi>Tyridates,</hi> Son of <hi>Orodes,</hi> and Brother to <hi>Phraates</hi> King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> perſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuted both my fortune and friends, and reduced ever ſince my greeneſt years to beg from Court to Court a ſhelter for my life. At this relation the Prince of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> a little lifting himſelf from his Bed, ſaluted <hi>Tyridates,</hi> with an addition to his former reſpect.</q> 
                  <q>I am no ſtranger to your name, <hi>ſaid he;</hi> for when you quitted <hi>Rome,</hi> you left your ſelf upon every tongue in ſo fair a Character, as is not inſuitable to my preſent experience of your Perſon and vertue. I am not ſorry to be reduable to a Prince of your birth, nor to find ſuch high worth in him, of whom my eſtimation preceded my knowledge.</q> 
                  <q>To you <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> I owe, with much more Juſtice what your ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions have miſ-plac'd upon my ſelf, the bruit of your beauteous actions hath produced ſuch effects through the <hi>Roman</hi> Empire, as doubtleſs, you are not known where your ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue is not admired and adored.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Prince modeſtly retorted this Language, and they had ſome while continued a Courteous conteſt full of deference and proteſtations of amity, they transferred their diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe upon the valiant Stranger, who repos'd in the next Chamber; wherein they for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>got not to mention his rare compoſure both of face and garb, his undaunted Spirit, with thoſe grand actions they had ſeen him perform, which kindled an equal ardour in both, to be as well acquainted with his name and quality; and as they contriv'd the means, they ſpied his Squire paſs by the Chamber door, that ſtood half open; <hi>Tyridates</hi> call'd him, and after he was entered and come near the Bed; <q>We call'd to you, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand ſome news of your Maſter, and to intreat, if you may grant it without incur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring his diſpleaſure, the ſatisfaction of our deſires to know him, the bravery of his actions muſt excuſe our curioſity, in containing which, you may deeply oblige us.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>My Lord, <hi>reply'd the Squire,</hi> had I permiſſion from my Maſter, you ſhould gladly
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be obey'd, but having not yet revoked the command he gave me to conceal his Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, I muſt be forced to a very unwilling diſobedience, yet this I may take commiſſion to ſay, that poſſibly I ſerve one of the greateſt Men upon Earth, and young as he is, (if your remote abode be not ſcituated where ſame is a ſtranger) doubtleſs the noiſe of his actions had found you out; happily when he knows your deſire, he will command me to ſatisfie it, and if you pleaſe I will demand his leave.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>It is not neceſſary, <hi>ſaid the Prince of Mauritania,</hi> for though your diſcourſe hath much augmented our Curioſity, we ſhould be too uncivil to preſs any thing that may diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſe him; when it ſhall come from his own free motion we ſhall joyfully receive it, and in the mean time content our ſelves to know him by thoſe marks of greatneſs that ſhine in his Perſon, and by what he has done in our preſence.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With this anſwer the Squire departed, and a while after <hi>Tyridates</hi> (finding it time to leave him to his repoſe) bad his gueſt good night, and went to ſeek that in his own bed, which was there to entertain him.</p>
            </div>
            <trailer>FINIS.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="2" type="part">
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            <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA, OR Love's Maſter-Piece. PART II.</head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>LIB. I.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Emilius <hi>begins his Maſters life to</hi> Tyridates. <hi>Characters of his Father King</hi> Juba, <hi>whoſe Power, Pomp, and Life, proves a ſacrifice to</hi> Caeſars <hi>Fortunes. His Birth and Education at</hi> Rome. <hi>He is ſtruck with</hi> Cleopatra<hi>'s Infant-Beauty, as ſhe is ſhew'd among the ſpoil in</hi> Auguſtus <hi>Triumph. The rare example of</hi> Marcellus <hi>amity in reſigning his claim to</hi> Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra, <hi>carries them both to the</hi> German<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> War. <hi>Their<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> brave behaviour there, and return.</hi> Tiberius <hi>becomes his</hi> Rival. <hi>Puts a cunning trick upon</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>which enſuares him in a jealous error.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">L</seg>OVE never had more cauſe, in ſo little Elbow-room, to employ all his puiſſance, than in that houſe, where <hi>Tyridates</hi> and his two il<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luſtrious gueſts reſided; and ſcarce could the whole extent of his Empire, ſhew three nobler Slaves, whom he had fettered with more glorious chains.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Mooriſh Prince,</hi> the brave Stranger, and the <hi>Parthian,</hi> ſigh'd at the ſame time for ſeveral objects; and, as the Earth could not boaſt any more worthy to light up their amorous flames; ſo it would have been difficult to have found, in the ſtock of Mankind, three ſouls more ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of ſuch paſſions, as they had power to kindle in hearts leaſt ſuſceptible of Love's im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion. Oh! could the night (blind as ſhe was) have ſeen thoſe refin'd fires, that fed their luſtre in that little retreat, they would have clear'd her complexion to a beautiful day, had they had an equal commiſſion, to ſhine as well as burn. The <hi>Stranger</hi>'s deep wounds had ſo enfeebled his body, as they ſeem'd a little to leſſen the violence of thoſe reſentments, wherewith love and grief had inſpir'd him; thoſe that lighted upon <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates</hi> (which were ſo favourable as they could ſcarce be felt) left his thoughts an en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tire liberty to work upon the ſtate of his Love and Fortune; and the Prince of <hi>Mauri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tania</hi>'s (though ſomething deeper than his) yet not enough to unbuſie thoſe ſad conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rations, and leave him leiſure to regard his bodily health, in ſo cruel an indiſpoſition of his mind. All things that had power to renew his anguiſh, came flocking to his memory ſo freſhly, as if the whole time, and all the accidents of his life, had ſtill been as young as at the moment of their birth; when, after his officious thoughts had examin'd every good and ill, that trod their ſucceſſive ſteps in the courſe of his Fortunes, that came to hint <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s ingratitude, that almoſt threw him into a ſwoond, with the torments of grief and deſpair.</p>
               <p>But Oh! what a number of bitter plaints and hollow ſighs did that ſad remembrance tear from his mouth and heart: and how fitly did the blacks of the night ſuit with the
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mourning which his ſoul had put on: to him the darkeſt ſhades were far more welcome and agreeable than the brighteſt beams that could ſpring from the active treaſury of Light, and not well enduring the day, ever ſince the eclipſe of thoſe fair hopes that enlightned his ſoul, he found ſome comfort in an obſcurity conform'd to that of his ſpirit, that helpt him to wrap it in a dull cloud of heavy thoughts: and thus having quitted the care of himſelf, the day appear'd, before the repoſe of his body could give an hours calm to the ſtorms of his mind. He no ſooner ſpy'd the new<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> born light ſhoot it ſelf through the windows of his Chamber, when ſaluting it with ſome ſighs, <q>How importunate is this bright intruder! <hi>(cry'd he)</hi> how ſenſibly doſt thou aggravate the vexations of a wretch, which ſhould be intomb'd in an eternal night? All the objects thou doſt offer to mine eyes, ſerve but to wake a remembrance worſe than the crueleſt death. I can breath no Air, ſee no Sun; nor behold a Heaven, common to me and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that does not prompt my memory with her diſloyal change. Ah! how much more happy had I been, that thou hadſt ſeen me periſh in thoſe actions, wherein thou didſt light me the way to glory; that I had rather taken an eternal leave of thee in thoſe occaſions, that the World thought worthy of ſome remembrance: than to ſuffer ſuch a fatal preſervation, to be trod upon by the malice of injurious Fortune, and poſſibly, to ſee my ingrateful <hi>Cleopatra</hi> wrapt in the armes of the ſubtle <hi>Tiberius.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>In the arms of <hi>Tiberius, repeated he:</hi> Ah Son of <hi>Juba!</hi> chaſe that baſe thought from thy Soul, and recover the knowledge of thy Courage, that never yet forſook thee in any accident of thy life, which thou began'ſt with the loſs of all thou wert born to; Parents, Crowns, nay the whole glory of thy Houſe, which at the firſt opening of thine Eyes, thou ſaw'ſt expos'd in thy Perſon, to the ignominy of a <hi>Roman Triumph;</hi> Thou haſt carried it through pains and perils, with toyls of body and mind, capable to over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>throw a common conſtancy, and at laſt muſt end it by deſpair; yet ſuch a deſpair, as will never leave a blot upon thy memory, nor tell the World thou doſt either degene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate from the <hi>Roman</hi> Education, nor that Illuſtrious Extraction, which thou took'ſt from ſo many Kings. If thou muſt die, (as it is requiſite, ſince thy hopes are periſh'd) if poſſible, thou ſhalt throw down thoſe with thy fall that caus'd it, or at leaſt follow thy Fathers ſteps, who took his repoſe upon the point of his own ſword, becauſe he ſcorn'd to ask it elſewhere, after the fading of his glory, and the fall of his Empire.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He had enlarg'd theſe plaints, if his Squire, who overheard divers of his ſighs, and underſtood ſome interrupted words, had not come to the Beds-ſide, and asked how he felt himſelf. <q>I am but too well, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> and with grief I feel, that my body is not brought low enough to ſuit my mind.</q> The Squire was about to reply, when he heard one of <hi>Tyridates</hi> ſervants at the door, that came from him to enquire of his health, and know, if a viſit from his Maſter would not incommode him; <hi>Emilius</hi> was commanded to return him a very civil anſwer, which, within a ſhort time after he had carried back, the <hi>Parthian</hi> Prince enter'd the Chamber, and approaching the Beds-ſide, bad him good-Morrow. The <hi>Mauritanian</hi> receiv'd <hi>Tyridates<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </hi> with acknowledgments full of affection, and after they had ſpent their firſt Civilities, having caus'd him to ſit down by his Beds-ſide; <q>I ſhould deem my ſelf highly oblig'd, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to the care you take of my life, if every thing (in the condition it now is) that conduces to its preſervation were not hateful; however I hold my ſelf infinitely bound to your good intentions, and do offer in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quital to that noble care you take of it, all the remainder that Love and grief have left at my diſpoſal.</q> 
                  <q>Your life is too precious, too glorious, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> to deſerve the neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lect of any thing that may concern its ſafety; Report hath acquainted me with ſome paſſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ages of it, memorable enough to ſet it a high value in every eſtimation, of which I am confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent few perſons can be ignorant, and yet I think there are fewer know the particulars of your love to the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> for my part, I underſtood no more of it, than hath already entered every vulgar ear in the <hi>Roman</hi> Empire; nor have I gleaned any thing from the common report, that could content my deſire, to be better inſtructed in the ſingle paſſages of your fortune, I know not if my curioſity be pardonable. It is, <hi>ſaid the Prince, interrupting him,</hi> nay more, I am not loath to preſent it with a clear ſatisfaction, indeed not willing (after the receipt of ſuch generous favours, with the rare proofs you have given me of your vertue) to debar your knowledge of the leaſt particular. 'Tis true, you may have learned ſome accidents of my life, that are but too well known, but 'tis impoſſible you ſhould underſtand thoſe of the moſt importance, unles you receive them either from mine or the mouth of <hi>Emilius,</hi> from whom I have nothing concealed.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>It ſhall be then from <hi>Emilius, if you pleaſe, (reply'd Tyridates)</hi> I will take this ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, as well becauſe he has told me you have taken little reſt this night, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore
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it will require a good part of this day, to repair your loſs of ſleep, as becauſe he will give the relation more at large, and poſſibly more true, than your modeſty will conde<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcend to, which in all likelihood would either ſilence or diſguiſe ſome of your braveſt actions.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>I have done nothing <hi>ſaid Coriolanus,</hi> which the greateſt modeſty might not own and utter; but ſince <hi>Emilius</hi> has more credit with you than I, I am contented he ſhould give you the full recital of my life, without the leaſt reſerve of any par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular.</q>
               </p>
               <p>After this permiſſion, <hi>Tyridates,</hi> thanking the Prince, quitted his Chamber, and took <hi>Emilius</hi> with him, who was willing he ſhould have that morning given him to recover his reſt: but before <hi>Tyridates</hi> would engage his attention to this ſtory, he went to viſit the gallant <hi>Stranger,</hi> for whom his care was not leſs than the Prince of <hi>Mauritania;</hi> his obſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation of ſo many marks of grandeur in him, made him regard him with a high reſpect, and a marvellous eſteem; but at the Chamber door he met the <hi>Chirurgion,</hi> who diſſwaded that viſit, telling him he had great hope of his cure, but it was not ſafe for him to receive &amp; pay the Civilities of any Perſon that morning, becauſe ſtriving to ſpeak, might impair his preſent condition, and retard his recovery.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> ſtop'd at theſe words, and after recommending the continuation of their care to his officers, he retired to his Chamber with <hi>Emilius,</hi> and (forcing his reſpect to accept of a ſeat) <q>Since the Prince your Maſter, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> has given permiſſion, let me deſire an entire relation of his life, without omitting the moſt trivial paſſage your memory can hint, or interrupting the narration of ſuch things as you may think have already reached my knowledge; for I have taken nothing but confuſed notions, from publick <hi>Rumour,</hi> which often disfigures the truth of things not perfectly known.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid Emilius,</hi> though I ſee my ſelf engaged to a long narration, I ſhall ſtrive to pay obedience to yours, and the Prince my Maſter's commands, as well as I am able. At theſe words, making a little pauſe, to range with ſome method in his memory the things he had firſt to utter, he began his diſcourſe in this manner.</q>
               </p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of Prince</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>and the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra.</head>
                  <p>NEver had any life ſo ſad a beginning as my Maſter's, and in ſo ſmall a number of years as compoſe his age, never did Fortune play ſo many tricks with a <hi>Princes</hi> Deſtiny; yet this I may ſay, and truth can witneſs it, my Maſter ows nothing to her, but has loſt all by her: at his birth ſhe took away his Crowns, Parents and Liberty, ſhe has ſince endeavour'd, and does ſtill continue to do him miſchief, more ſenſible than his firſt loſſes; but all the favours ſhe ever granted him, were ſtill forc'd from her by his vertue.</p>
                  <p>He was born poor, though lawful Heir to two great Kingdoms: born a ſlave, though Son to the moſt potent King in all <hi>Affrica:</hi> he ſaw the light and his own ſhame to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether, and commenced his life to appear in an action, which made <hi>Cleopatra</hi> reſign up hers, nor would himſelf have done leſs, had his age been capable to have ſhewed himſelf the ignominy.</p>
                  <p>The great King <hi>Juba</hi> (whoſe memory ſtill keeps its beauty without a blemiſh) was <hi>Monarch</hi> of both the <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s, and ſupported himſelf with a puiſſance that ſtruck terror into his Neighbours, and would have made him conſidered by the whole Earth, as Maſter of the greateſt part of <hi>Affrica,</hi> if his unlucky choice of the weakeſt party had not ruined him, and his fortune done homage to that great mans, for whom fate had reſerv'd the univerſal Empire. His Dominion was of a grand extent, his Court pompous and flouriſhing, and that Authority which the terror of his war-like vertue exercis'd upon his borderer's, render'd himſelf little leſs than Sovereign of the third part of the World. In this eſtate he lived with an untroubled glory, when after the defeat of the great and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate <hi>Pompey,</hi> the fragments of his ſcattered Forces, rallyed themſelves again in <hi>Affrica,</hi> under the Conduct of <hi>Scipio</hi> and <hi>Cato:</hi> King <hi>Juba,</hi> either out of Friendſhip to <hi>Pompey</hi>'s memory, or jealouſie of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s greatneſs, joyned with his Enemies, and helped to ſwell their thin Forces with a puiſſant Army; Backed with this conſiderable addition, they three oppoſed the torrent of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Fortune, and not only arreſted the courſe of his victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries, but by ſome remarkable advantages they got at the beginning of the War, the whole World began to queſtion his ſucceſs.</p>
                  <p>
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At laſt their malicious fortunes conducted them to the plain of <hi>Thapſus,</hi> near to a City of the ſame name; where, prided with a vain ſhadow of proſperity, they offer <hi>Caeſar</hi> Battel: Indeed they had much reaſon to hope a favourable event, but the Gods ſtruck in his quarrel, for whom they had deſigned the Worlds cammand, and maugre all the <hi>Affrican</hi> puiſſance, made Victory perch her ſelf upon <hi>Caeſars</hi> Standards; there did King <hi>Juba</hi> and his companions loſe 50000 men, and in one day ſaw themſelves and their hopes ruined beyond repair. This gave them a reſolution, to ſeek no further than Death for a remedy; and though they might have hoped a better deſtiny from the cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mency of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> they rather choſe to quit the World, than take their life as a gift from the Conquerors mercy.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Scipio</hi> killed himſelf with his own Sword upon the ſpot, <hi>Cato</hi> being ſhut up in <hi>Utica,</hi> ſtabbed himſelf, and a while after tore out his own bowels, to defraud their care that endeavoured his recovery; and the King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> with the poor remnant of his ſhattered Forces, took his flight to one of his neareſt Cities, where ſeeing himſelf hotly purſued by the victorious Army, after he had ſtriven in vain to re-aſſure the courage of his <hi>Affricans,</hi> who had taken too much fear from the <hi>Roman</hi> Fortune, reſolved too to ſnatch his ſhare in the common fate: and in purſuit of this intention, having cauſed a magnificent Feaſt to be made for <hi>Petreius</hi> a <hi>Roman</hi> Captain, who had been of his Party, and was then a Companion of his Fortune, at the end of their repaſt, regarding him with a viſage that breathed nought but Death, <q>
                        <hi>Petreius, ſaid he,</hi> 'tis fit we dye to preſerve our liberty; for if we ſtay on earth but a few days, we ſhall have no power left, to put by the ſhame is prepared us, I demand no other proof of thy affection but Death from thy hands; and, as my Fortune is now ſtated, I cannot re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive a greater from thy Friendſhip. Here, ſtab this breaſt, <hi>purſu'd he, preſenting his naked boſom,</hi> pierce this heart, which the Arms of our Enemies have unluckily ſpared, and make a KING fall by thy friendly hand, whoſe courage ſcorned to bow under the fortune of a puiſſant Enemy.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>He mingled theſe words with ſome others ſo preſſing, that <hi>Petreius</hi> could not refuſe the fatal courteſie, but without farther delay, ran him through with his own ſword, the <hi>King</hi> not ſo much as turning his eye aſide, nor letting fall the leaſt action unbecomming the grandeur of his ſpirit: <hi>Petreius,</hi> when he had ſeen him breath his laſt, turned the ſame point againſt his own breaſt, and throwing himſelf upon it with all his force, fell dead at his feet; thus were the feſtival Ornaments diſcoloured with <hi>Royal</hi> blood, and thus did this great <hi>King,</hi> catch up the ſhield of of death, to defend himſelf from ignominy.</p>
                  <p>A few days after, the victorious <hi>Caeſar</hi> rendered himſelf Maſter of both the <hi>Realms,</hi> and with them of the <hi>Queen</hi> his ſpouſes liberty, whom he deſigned for one of the principal Ornaments of his <hi>Triumph:</hi> ſhe was gone ſome months with child, when the <hi>King</hi> her <hi>Husband</hi> loſt his life, and was brought to bed of the <hi>Prince</hi> my Maſter, two days after her arrival at <hi>Rome,</hi> whither <hi>Caeſar</hi> ſent her two months before he made his <hi>triumphal entry.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Thus was my <hi>Prince</hi> begotten free, and the Son of a <hi>King,</hi> but born a <hi>ſlave,</hi> and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween his Conception and Birth, happen'd that deplorable revolution of his For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune.</p>
                  <p>Some days after his Birth, he was carried along, as one of the moſt remarkable <hi>Ornaments</hi> of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s <hi>Triumph;</hi> happy in his misfortune, that as yet he underſtood not the ſhame they made him ſuffer, being then of an age incapable of reſenting the loſs of his <hi>Crowns,</hi> his brave <hi>Father,</hi> or the death of the <hi>Queen</hi> his <hi>Mother,</hi> who reſigned her life a few days after ſhe had diſcloſed the little Heir of her misfortunes to the World. But there wanted not perſons that took care of his bringing up, for the great <hi>Caeſar</hi> (from whom the diſaſtrous fate of his Parents had drawn ſome compaſſion) caus'd him to be brought up at <hi>Rome</hi> in the garb of a <hi>Kings Son,</hi> and beſtowed ſuch a particular care upon him that ſcarce any of his neereſt kindred, in that high ſwoln proſperity, was trained to a braver Education: I will yet ſay further, and believe I ſhall not injure truth in affirm<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, that the loſſes of his eſtate were in part repaired by the gallant Education he re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiv'd among the <hi>Romans;</hi> wherein that tender age eſcaping the impreſſion of the <hi>Affrican cuſtoms,</hi> and the Company of ſuch perſons, which falling far ſhort of the <hi>Romans</hi> polite<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, might have given him a taſte of the <hi>Barbarian,</hi> his excellent nature contributed ſuch marvellous aſſiſtance to the care of thoſe, that were ordained to form him, that be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore his age could promiſe it, he became as accompliſhed in all requiſites of a <hi>Prince,</hi> as wiſh could fancy, and rarely skil'd in every undertaking, to which his vertuous incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation carried him.</p>
                  <p>In his earlieſt Infancy, <hi>Caeſar</hi> would often cauſe him to be brought into his preſence,
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and obſerving that ſomeehing <hi>Majeſtick</hi> and <hi>Heroical,</hi> was already riſen with that morn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of his excellent beauty, he let him get ground in his affections, to that degree, as one day he broke into an earneſt proteſtation, that if the little <hi>Juba</hi> (for at his birth they gave him his <hi>Father</hi>'s name) ſeconded thoſe hopes he had already begun, he would reſtore him the <hi>Crowns</hi> of his <hi>Anceſtors;</hi> but he took ſpecial care to mould him to the <hi>Roman</hi> faſhion, and deface all ſuch unpoliſhed manners, as his inclinations might poſſibly bor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row from his <hi>Affrican blood.</hi> Beſides, to fortifie the friendſhip he would have him bear to the <hi>Republick,</hi> he gave him a <hi>Roman</hi> name; and becauſe he was brought up in the <hi>Martian</hi> Family, illuſtrious among the <hi>Patricians,</hi> and derived from the famous <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whoſe valour ſurvived him in ſo glorious a reputation, he would have the young <hi>Prince</hi> called by his name, that the appellation of <hi>Juba,</hi> which ſounded harſh and barbarous to a <hi>Roman</hi> ear, might be covered with that of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In all likelyhood, the affection and bounty of that great <hi>Dictator,</hi> would not here have ſtopped, and doubtleſs the <hi>Prince</hi> had gathered the fruits of thoſe promiſes, if Death had not robbed him of that <hi>Protector,</hi> or rather that <hi>Father,</hi> before he attained to his fourth year, an age that hardly rendered him capable to dream of thoſe hopes were given him.</p>
                  <p>That man, the greateſt that ever liv'd, was murder'd in the <hi>Senate-houſe,</hi> by the ingrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful conſpiracy of thoſe, that his own generoſity and nobleneſs had rais'd from their knees; all the world knew it ſelf intereſſed in the loſs of him, who had made himſelf Maſter of it with his Sword, yet held it in ſo gentle a ſubjection.</p>
                  <p>After <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s death, the little <hi>Coriolanus</hi> (for ſo was always called) wanted no pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tection; for the Senate ſucceeding <hi>Caeſar</hi> in his Patronage, took up that care of him which his death had let fall; and trained him up with the Sons of divers <hi>Kings,</hi> that were Friends and Alleys to <hi>Rome,</hi> without making the leaſt difference in their <hi>Expence,</hi> or <hi>Equipage,</hi> though their <hi>Fathers</hi> had ſtill their <hi>Crowns</hi> in poſſeſſion. Divers children of noble Exteacti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and an equal age, deſcended from the families of <hi>Roman Knights,</hi> were placed in his Service, of which number I was appointed one, and as I was always brought up near his perſon, ſo his affection did me the honour to take me neareſt to his heart. During thoſe cruel and diſmal diſorders of my Country, that bloody Civil War, which revenge kindled for <hi>Caeſars</hi> murder, the prodigious effects of that horrible <hi>Triumvirat,</hi> which overflowed <hi>Rome</hi> with the blood of her nobleſt <hi>Citizens,</hi> and that famous conteſt betwixt <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Octavius Coeſar;</hi> the young <hi>Prince</hi> grew up with a ſucceſs miraculous: Never did Eye be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hold a youth of thoſe years, handle his Arms with ſo great a grace, or perform any Bodily Exerciſe his <hi>Tutors</hi> taught him, with a dexterity comparable to his, his propenſion led him with ſo much advantage to the ſtudy of Sciences, as he became ſo learnedly vers'd in <hi>Aſtro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>logy</hi> and <hi>Philoſophy,</hi> ſo critically skilled in all kind of <hi>Hiſtory,</hi> as the World could ſcarce afford another to match him, and for Eloquence, that famous <hi>Orator</hi> that loſt his life in the heat of the <hi>Triumvirat,</hi> by the cruel command of <hi>Antony,</hi> could hardly challenge prehe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minence; nor had he qualities diſproportioned to theſe rare endowments of body and mind, ſo that the old <hi>Partricians</hi> that took our examples of high and ſublime vertue, from the ancient <hi>Roman Diſcipline,</hi> could find nothing Recorded of the <hi>Fabricii, Camilli,</hi> and <hi>Scipio</hi>'s, which they began not to remark, with admiration, in the firſt actions of young <hi>Coriolanus:</hi> beſides his prompt inclination to great attempts, he conſtantly ſhow'd ſuch a natural horror of oppreſſion and injuſtice, as it was obſerv'd, he never cheriſh'd a greater contempt of danger, nor a more ardent love of glory, than pitty of anothers misfortune, and even ſlighting of his proper intereſts, to give relief and comfort to the miſerable. A thouſand times I have heard him, though ſcarce arriv'd at his thirteenth year, beg of his Governors in the heat of a moſt preſſing importunity, to lead him to that famous War wag'd between thoſe two great <hi>Competitors, Antony</hi> and <hi>Octavius Caeſar,</hi> ſince call'd <hi>Auguſtus;</hi> and ſigh at the recital of thoſe great actions, becauſe he was not permitted to venture for ſome of the glory. Theſe right marks of a perfect greatneſs, gave him the hearts and e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſteem of all that knew him, and with them purchas'd that of <hi>Auguſtus;</hi> for if his firſt inclinations had not been croſſed in their Progreſs by anothers Intereſt, and by ſuch acci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dents as have ſince arriv'd, his hopes need not have aim'd at leſs advantage in his Patronage, than they might have done in the great <hi>Julius</hi> his Unkle that went before him; all the nobleſt <hi>Romans</hi> made vows in his favour for this excellent young <hi>Prince,</hi> who with a ſweet generous, and obliging behaviour, which he maintained even at the price of his deareſt Intereſts, a charming converſation link'd to the lovely advantage of a moſt handſome face and feature, with that admirable grace that ſhined in all his actions, took into the affections and reſpect of all perſons that were friends to vertue. His gallant deportment in <hi>publick Spectacles,</hi> drew admiration both from <hi>Senate</hi> and <hi>People,</hi> and before he had fully reached his
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fourteenth year, he wone the prize in all thoſe exerciſes, wherein valour or wit were called to try their ſtrength; beſides other diſputes, wherein his age might adventure for repute.</p>
                  <p>He was ſcarce fifteen, when <hi>Caeſar,</hi> after the defeat and diſaſtrous fate of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> return'd a <hi>Triumphant Conqueror</hi> to <hi>Rome,</hi> where he made himſelf ſole Monarch of the Empire, which that puiſſant Rival in ambition had ſo dangerouſly diſputed. Upon this occaſion, my <hi>Prince</hi> appear'd among thoſe that went out to meet the <hi>Emperor,</hi> in a gallant garb; all thoſe that beheld him clad in a habit, whoſe riches lent ſome aſſiſtance to the charms of his natural beauty, mounted upon a brave Horſe, which he managed with a matchleſs grace and dexterity, at the head of a Troop of young <hi>Gentlemen</hi> much of his own age, gave him a loud applauſe, and cry'd he was not only worthy to be their <hi>Commander,</hi> but would one day deſerve larger fortunes, than thoſe to which his birth intituled him; and the <hi>Emperor</hi> himſelf, ſwoln as he was, at that grand pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſperity and glorious Eſtate to which he was newly mounted, ſtaid his ſtately progreſs to <hi>Careſs,</hi> embrace, and give him ſuch praiſes, as the young <hi>Princes</hi> modeſty could not ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cept without bluſhes.</p>
                  <p>The <hi>Triumph</hi> of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was the proudeſt that <hi>Rome</hi> ever ſaw, and it ſeem'd that all the <hi>Pomp</hi> upon Earth was aſſembled to make a Maſter-piece of glory for one man; I will not trouble you with the deſcription of what I believe you have often receiv'd from better hands, but content my ſelf only to tell you, that the greateſt beauty of the Triumph ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared at the third day; in the two preceding, <hi>Caeſar</hi> only ſhew'd the ſpoils of ſome bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barous People, and repreſented his victory at <hi>Actium;</hi> but at the laſt he triumphed over <hi>Egypt</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> I ſhall forbear to deſcribe that immenſe profuſion of Riches, and prodigious number of Captives which helped to compoſe that ſhow; for my eyes, as well as thoſe of the people, let all the reſt go, to ſtay themſelves upon that ſtately Chariot, wherein was drawn the lively Protraiture of Queen <hi>Cleepatra,</hi> repreſented in that poſture as ſhe ſtretched out her arm to the <hi>Aſp,</hi> expecting the fatal benefit from his poyſonous tooth; the viſage of that great Queen appeared ſo full of Majeſty, as the pitiful ſpectacle drew tears of compaſſion from the better part of the Spectators; but if the ſight of her <hi>Image</hi> tenderly touch'd ſuch hearts as were capable of pity, the living appearance of thoſe children ſhe had by <hi>Antony,</hi> which were ſeated at the feet of their <hi>Mothers Effigies,</hi> wrought effects no leſs moving.</p>
                  <p>The young <hi>Alexander</hi> and his Siſter <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> then about ten years of age, were plac'd upon a ſeat of equal height, and their Brother <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> younger by one year then they, a degree under them: Never did Mortal eye converſe with any thing ſo fair as theſe little <hi>Illuſtrious Captives,</hi> which almoſt unty'd the gaze of all <hi>Rome</hi> from other objects, to faſten them there with extraordinary attention. Their years were not ſo few to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penſe with the apprehenſion of their own misfortune, which eaſily made it ſelf known in the ſad compoſure of their garb, and in making the Crimſon roſe only keep the field in their faces.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alexander</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> were attir'd in the ſame habits of <hi>Apollo</hi> and <hi>Diana,</hi> which the unlucky vanity of their Parents, had formerly cauſed them to appear in, and had not their preſent condition deſtroy'd that belief, they might have paſſed in the Spectators opinion for the <hi>Divinities</hi> they repreſented; the rays that environ'd the head of the little <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> rather ſeem'd to proceed from her eyes, than exterior dreſs; and if Shame and Modeſty had not directed their beams downward, ſhe would even have out-ſhin'd that <hi>Goddeſs</hi> whoſe figure ſhe had borrowed. <hi>Antony</hi> had been a moſt beautiful Prince, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſuch as Nature would have bungl'd in their off-ſpring, had ſhe made their features fall ſhort of wonder; and indeed, this young Princeſs had not borrowed all that was excellent in both, but ſurpaſs'd them in moſt apparent advantages; ſhe had the Queen her Mothers mouth, with all the bewitching features of her Face, but a complexion beyond compariſon more white and delicate; in the ſhine of her blew eyes ſweetneſs and Majeſty plaid together; her hair was much brighter than her Mothers, and as much darker than <hi>Antonies;</hi> in fine, it would then have been a difficult task for the quainteſt invention to find out praiſes for her ſhape and beauty, but time has ſince compleated them to ſuch a height of perfection, as it would poſe the skilfulleſt wiſh to follow any thing more accompliſhed; I would ſay more upon this ſubject, if your own eyes had not taken too exact a peruſal of theſe rarities, to need my courſe diſcription. Oh what wonders did my young Prince take in at that view! how powerfully did it wake him out of ſome melancholy thoughts, into which he was plunged by that reſemblance of his own Deſtiny; he had beheld the two firſt days Magnificence with an indifferent eye; thoſe glittering heaps of Gold and
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Jewels, the taking in of Cities, and deſcription of Combats, repreſented both by Pencil and Sculpture in the third dayes Triumph, could not wooe him to a ſhare in the general Acclamation. But he could not behold the Image of Queen <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> without paying the tribute of tears to a juſt compaſſion, accompany'd with ſome ſighs, which the confor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity of that Families downfall with his, forc'd from his breaſt; and when he caſt his eyes upon thoſe young Princes, in the ſame eſtate my relation has made them, he thought he had view'd the beginnings of his own life, and abandon'd himſelf to the pity and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt he took in their condition.</p>
                  <p>From theſe firſt motions of compaſſion, he ſucceeded to the admiration of their beauty and thence began to enter upon that paſſion, to which he has made an entire reſignation of his life; I was then (as I ſeldom fail'd to be) neer his perſon, when turning to me, <q>Oh <hi>Emilius, ſaid he,</hi> what have I ſeen? did Nature ever make an equal to this young Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, and doſt think ſhe that is led this day in Triumph, ought not one day to Triumph over the moſt precious liberties? Oh Fortune! (purſued he a while after) how doſt thou play with the deſtiny of Princes? what illuſtrious companions haſt thou given me in my bondage?</q> At theſe words he return'd his eye, and faſten'd it with all his thoughts upon that object, keeping always neer the Chariots ſide, without the leaſt removal, till the Ceremony was ended.</p>
                  <p>The Prince was not yet arriv'd to an age capable of ſtrong and violent impreſſions; and the Princeſs who was younger than he by at leaſt four or five years, had not approached to that rare perfection of Beauty, which has ſince taken her ſo many Captives; yet <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus</hi> felt himſelf ſtruck with an abortive paſſion, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s beauty, (though but then in the bloom) ſtaid not for riper Excellencies to begin thoſe Conqueſts, which ſhe has ſince perfected with ſo much eaſe.</p>
                  <p>The young Prince began to grow melancholy, to ſigh and ſeek out ſolitude; and, as he never admitted the caution of hiding his thoughts from me, I knew preſently, though my years exceeded not his, where the blow pain'd him. <q>
                        <hi>Emilius, ſaid he</hi> ſome days after the Triumph, didſt ever ſee ſo goodly a creature as this young <hi>Cleopatra?</hi> or rather can Man's imagination faſhion an Idea that may pattern hers? 'Tis true, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> the Princeſs is very handſome.</q> 
                     <q>Handſome, <hi>reply'd he, repulſing me with a little anger?</hi> Say rather, that all things elſe, when they come in her preſence, are ugly, and that the Gods employed all their power to render her the exacteſt peice that ever parted from their hands. Ah! how happy will the Man be whom Heaven ſhall think worthy to adore her, and who may be permitted to lay down his life at her fe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>t, and entirely de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicate it to her ſervice!</q> 
                     <q>That may poſſibly be your ſelf, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> and I ſee you begin to aim at that mark, with ſo direct a diſpoſition, that you are moſt likely to be the happy man you ſpeak of.</q> 
                     <q>Doubt not, <hi>reply'd the Prince,</hi> but my reſolution has already de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voted my life to the ſervice of that Princeſs, and that no other thought can ſtay in my breaſt, but ſuch as may ſhew me how to merit her eſteem, and promote my deſign never to be other than hers.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>My Lord, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> in the condition your fortunes are, reſolutions of that nature will deſerve the weighing; and methinks you ſhould not dream of any alliance, but ſuch as may reſtore you to the Eſtate from whence your Family is fallen, nor hatch a deſign of that importance, without <hi>Caeſars</hi> and the <hi>Senates</hi> approbation, upon which apparently depends your deſtiny.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words the Prince regarded me with an angry eye; <q>I did not think, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> thou could'ſt have nurſed ſuch baſe thoughts, to adviſe me to do violence upon thoſe beautiful inclinations, by any conſideration of fortune; If to ſcorn <hi>Cleopatra</hi> will cut off my pretence to the Crowns ſhe has taken from me, it will requite me with a glory, upon which that blind <hi>Deity</hi> can exerciſe no power; nor can my deſire get up to a nobler pitch; than by courting the Daughter of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that lately were Maſters to ſo many Kings, and held the moſt conſiderable rank in the Univerſe. Neither <hi>Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſar</hi> nor <hi>Senate</hi> can juſtly diſapprove the deſign: but ſhould they refuſe me their pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tection, if I have vertue on my ſide, the Gods will never forſake me, and poſſibly my ſword may recover that, which my hopes now tamely expect from their conde<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>cention.</q> Such thoughts as theſe did this young Amoriſt already nouriſh, and if they were then ſo ſtout and generous, time hath ſince fortified them with ſuch ſupplies of ſtrength and vigour, as the whole World cannot urge a conſideration capable to divert him.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s children were brought up at <hi>Rome,</hi> in an Equipage rather quadrate to their Birth than Fortunes; for the Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> ſiſter of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> Widow of <hi>Antony,</hi> and the ſame which he repudiated for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> in ſtead of preſerving an an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gry
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reſentment againſt the memory of her ingrateful Husband, whoſe crime was big enough to excuſe it; on the contrary, by the ſole motion of her own generoſity, ſhe took home the Children to her houſe, reſign'd up all that eſtate for their maintenance which ſhe held of <hi>Antonies,</hi> and brought them up with ſuch care and tenderneſs as if they had been the fruit of her own womb, without putting the leaſt inequality betwixt them and thoſe ſhe had, as well by <hi>Antony,</hi> which were two Daughters, as by <hi>Marcellus</hi> her firſt Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band, by whom ſhe had likewiſe two Daughters and a Son; the brave <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whom doubtleſs you have known to be <hi>Romes</hi> darling and delight. The Emperour much ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plauded his Siſters goodneſs, which he publickly confirmed by witneſſing a high eſteem of that Act, and his Empreſs <hi>Livia</hi> to ſecond his intentions, took the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to Court, made her be very carefully educated in the Palace, while the young Princes re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mained ſtill with the vertuous <hi>Octavia.</hi> In the mean time my Princes paſſion did daily riſe to a greater height in his Soul; and as Nature had given him a hardy confidence, which helped him to enterpriſe and perform every thing with a ſucceſsful grace, ſo Love had then left him neither power nor will to keep it longer undiſcovered; he had often ſeen and entertained the young Princeſs, in whom, beſides an unparellel'd beauty, he encoun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter'd a wit ſo vivacious, temper'd with a judgement ſo ſolid, as the World could not boaſt the like of another perſon of no greater years; to this charming ſweetneſs he had now yielded up his liberty, and caſhier'd all thoughts but ſuch as were ſerviceable to his amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous Devotion; he had not yet declar'd his paſſion while ſhe lived with <hi>Octavia:</hi> though the accoſtable innocence of her youth ſeem'd to offer him that liberty: but after her re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moval to the Court, the increaſe of hazard haſtened the attempt, and one Evening meet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing with her in the Empreſſes Chamber, where the Emperour with divers of the nobleſt Romans were likewiſe preſent, he aborded her in a gallant faſhion, and a graceful garb, onely peculiar to himſelf. <q>Fair Princeſs, <hi>ſaid he aloud,</hi> our Deſtinies carry a near re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſemblance; would to Heaven our thoughts did ſo, and that you could as freely own the deſigne I have to make my ſelf yours, as I have hugg'd the paſſion that compells me to adore you.</q> Theſe words were pronounced with an Ayre ſo hardy, and yet ſo agree<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able, as they got a plauſive admiration of all the over-hearers; the young Princeſs was not then inſtructed by experience how ſhe ought to receive ſuch language, yet Innocence did not ſo blind apprehenſion, but that ſhe perceiv'd ſomething in it extraordinary, which made her onely bluſh him an anſwer; but the Empreſs who had over-heard this Court<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip, repeated it aloud to the Emperour, and they both gave it an approbation that aug<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented the Princes confidence.</p>
                  <p>This quickly became the diſcourſe of the whole Court, and the general opinion voted, that there could not be a pair more fitly coupled than the Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> and the Daughter of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> that their hopes were matches, their Birth and Fortunes equal, and that none could come nearer the graces of young <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Wit and Beauty, than the noble ſhape and accompliſhed qualities of young <hi>Coriolanus.</hi> This diſcourſe which quickly flew through all <hi>Rome,</hi> marvellouſly favour'd the beginnings of my Princes paſſions, and im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barquing himſelf as it were with an univerſal conſent, his hopes were incourag'd to aſpire at a happier ſucceſs, than at firſt they durſt propoſe.</p>
                  <p>Thus he openly liſted himſelf in the ſervice of that Princeſs; and employed thoſe ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantages which her youth allowed him, freely to inſinuate his affection, and leave im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions upon her ſpirit, which in a riper age would not eaſily have enter'd it; his en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours wrought ſo happily, as, if he had not yet perfectly taught her how to love, at leaſt he had uſed her to endure the proteſtations of his, and oblig'd her to a liking and e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſteem of his qualities, that made her to prefer him before all thoſe that came near her. In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed the ſole merit of my Prince, by thoſe rare endowments that garniſh'd his body and mind, might well have wrought that effect; but to theſe he added an aſſiduity of reſpect and complacence, which mightily aſſiſted his deſert; and prudently conſidering that his condition would not always laſt in that eſtate, and perceiving by ſome marks his ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation had ſhewed him, that the Princeſs with an accreſcent of years, would raiſe her behaviour to a more haughty ſeverity, than her youth could yet apprehend requiſite, he reſolved to prepoſſeſs her heart as much as poſſible, level thoſe difficulties while time invited, and ſtrive to weaken that Enemy which he knew would one day combat him.</p>
                  <p>This conduct is not ordinary in a Perſon of ſixteen years; but at that green Age he had a gray Diſcretion, which brought all men to their wonder that remarked it.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time he endeavour'd to delight her with a thouſand actions of gallantry, and as he had a moſt inventive wit, and an active body in all ſorts of exerciſes, he daily made Matches with young <hi>Romans</hi> of his own Age, either for Courſes on Horſe-back,
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or Combats in the Liſt, beſides divers other agreeable ſpectacles which were ordinarily preſented in the <hi>Cirque,</hi> in all which the young Prince behaved himſelf with ſuch a win<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning bravery, as inſenſibly gained the hearts of all that knew him: but he was not the onely man was deſtin'd to ſerve that fair Princeſs; for young as ſhe was, that riſing Sun in her beauty was already ador'd by the moſt illuſtrious Romans; two young Princes were ſtruck at once with her beauty, and Fortune could not raiſe him up two mightier Rivals upon Earth; they were <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> the former (as I have told you) Son of the vertuous Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> (Wife to <hi>Antony</hi> and Siſter to <hi>Auguſtus)</hi> and of <hi>Marcellus</hi> whoſe Widow ſhe was when <hi>Antonius</hi> eſpouſed her, and the other Son to the Empreſs <hi>Livia,</hi> and her firſt Huband <hi>Druſus.</hi> They were bred up with equal hopes and favour, but of conditions very different; <hi>Marcellus</hi> had a ſpirit repleat with ſweetneſs, freedom, and generoſity, a Courage noble and propenſe to great undertakings, and a perſon com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleat and becoming in every action.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> with a handſom ſhape indeed had a grand Courage, but withall a Spirit ſo maliciouſly ſubtile, and known even at that age ſo skil'd in diſſimulation, as the oldeſt Courtiers were ſcarce capable of the like. My Maſter was link'd to <hi>Marcellus</hi> in the bonds of a ſtrict amity, and the conformity of their inclinations eaſily taught them how to love one another; but with <hi>Tiberius</hi> he liv'd in a faſhion very different, end only conten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted himſelf to conſider him as the <hi>Emperors</hi> Son in Law, without the tye of any parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cular affection,</p>
                  <p>One day young <hi>Cleopatra</hi> wallking in that ſtately Garden that belonged to the Palace, with the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> Daughter to the Emperor, a Lady of a florid beauty, and a lively flowing wit, whom the Emperor had deſigned for his Nephew young <hi>Marcellus,</hi> to pull the knot of his alliance ſtraighter, and confirm the People (to whom <hi>Marcellus</hi> was infinitely dear) in their hopes, to ſee him one day plac'd upon his Uncles Throne; theſe two <hi>Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes</hi> had walked a while in the great Alley that verg'd upon the River <hi>Tiber,</hi> when they ſaw my Prince and young <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who had been ſeeking them, appear at one end of it; though <hi>Marcellus</hi> did but ſlightly mask his love to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> from his friends, yet his knowledge of the <hi>Emperors</hi> intention made him tender in publick a Courtly reſpect to <hi>Julia,</hi> though all the ſympathy and inclination he had for her, were only perſonated in a bare complyance, which then obliged him to proffer his addreſſes. The Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi> was raviſhed to ſee him thus engaged, becauſe it lent him the liberty of breathieg his a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>morous thoughts to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and that fair <hi>Princeſs,</hi> whoſe eſteem was as juſt to his worth as her age would allow, gave him a glad reception, and leuding him her hand, they walked at a ſit diſtance from <hi>Julia</hi> and <hi>Marcellus;</hi> She began but then to enter her twelfth year and my <hi>Prince</hi> was ſomething more than ſixteen, but indeed their knowledge had much out-run their age; He entertained her a while with ſome diſcourſes of divertiſement, and in ſequel, (hinted by the preſence of the other couple) ſucceeded thus to his purpoſe: <q>Would to Heavens, my Princeſs <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I could promiſe my ſelf as much intereſt in your breaſt as <hi>Marcellus</hi> has in <hi>Julia</hi>'s: I know not, <hi>anſwer'd the Princeſs,</hi> what you de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire of me, but I believe <hi>Julia</hi> cannot think better of <hi>Marcellus</hi> than I do of you: 'tis a greater kindneſs of my Fortune, <hi>replyed Coriolanus,</hi> than Reaſon could encourage me to hope, I cannot be unſatisfied at this Declaration without injuſtice; but, would you permit me to unlock my heart with a little more freedom, 'tis poſſible I might bring you to acknowledge, that the eſteem you ſpeak of will not ſuffice for my felicity.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>I thought, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs,</hi> you might have been contented with it, and that I could not mention this eſteem, without informing your underſtanding, how highly I value your good qualities. This favour places me in a condition which I ought to be proud of, <hi>ſaid the Prince,</hi> yet let me have leave to tell you, 'tis not enough to eſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bliſh repoſe in a ſpirit that is dedicated yours; for admit the <hi>Gods</hi> had ſtored me with ſome deſerving qualities, by the right of thoſe I might credibly purchaſe a high opinion among the <hi>Romans,</hi> and yet not engage them to one ſingle motion of good will; the buſie noiſe of ſome vertue might take me up repute in remoteſt Nations; nay, 'tis poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible to gain an eſteem among our enemies, without changing their inclinations: Thus was <hi>Hanibal</hi>'s vertue as highly prized at <hi>Rome</hi> as at <hi>Carthage,</hi> though in the former he was mortally hated; thus the <hi>Gauls</hi> and <hi>Pompey</hi>'s <hi>Partiſans</hi> conſidered <hi>Julius Caeſar</hi> as the greateſt of men, and yet he was their greateſt enemy. From thence you infer, ſaid <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that we may eſteem what we do not love. So my reaſon ſayes, <hi>ſaid the Prince,</hi> yet I will not deny, but eſteem is very advantagious to perſons that deſire to be loved; nor that affection can hardly enter a well-compoſed ſpirit, if eſteem does not lead the way: I' will therefore receive that eſteem with which you reward my ardent affection as
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the beginning of a more accompliſhed fortune; and expect that of time, my ſervices, and your bounty, to which indeed my poor ſtock of merit, can yet plead no claim. I am not unwilling, <hi>replyed the innocent Princeſs,</hi> to accept your ſervices, and I know not a perſon whoſe carriage and converſe are more agreeable than yours. I cannot be ſo rude with my <hi>Princeſs</hi> (ſaid <hi>Coriolanus with an action that expreſs'd a reſpective acknowledg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment)</hi> to demand more at her hands; I have only this to beg of her bounty, that ſhe ſhall not ſuffer time, (which ſhall never have power to weaken my adoration) to wear out theſe favourable impreſſions, nor the knowledge (that will approach with increaſe of years) of your own admirable beauties, and Divine qualities, perſwade you to regard him with diſdain, whom you now judge worthy of ſo many favours; nor the encounter of reſearches, more advantagious for your eſtabliſhment, prevail with you to prefer perſons more happy, or better propt by thoſe which Fortune has made our Maſters, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore ſuch as ſhe has deſpoil'd of <hi>Crowns</hi> and <hi>Dignities. Cleopatra</hi> young, and as much Infant as ſhe was, was yet ſenſibly touched with this diſcourſe,</q> and regarding my Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter with an Eye full of ſweetneſs, returned him an anſwer, that proved her reaſon had much got above her age.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>If the malice of Fortune, and the loſs of Crowns could render perſons contemptible, the children of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> would find little reſpect and conſideration among men; you know our houſe is fallen as low as yours, and were it reared again to its for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer height, neither that age nor knowledge whoſe approaches you dread, ſhould hinder me from conſidering that in you, which neither Fortune can rob you of, nor the ſupport of our Maſters beſtow on thoſe, which you excel as well by birth and virtue, as perſonal endowments.</q> The <hi>Prince</hi> liſtned to this wel-framed language (which indeed his hopes little expected from ſo young an intellect) with tranſport and wonder, and, not able to ſtop the Carreir of his joy, with the conſideration of thoſe that were preſent, he put one knee to the ground, and faſtning his lips with a little violence to <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s hand, <q>The Gods can witneſs, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that I never apprehended worth enough in my ſelf to meaſure with this grace my <hi>Divine Princeſs</hi> has given me; but I do here proteſt in their preſence, that I will ſtrive to merit it, both by ſervices of worth, and ſuch actions as ſhall either repair the ruines of my houſe, or at leaſt, hinder my <hi>Princeſs</hi> from repenting her bounty.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>He had enlarg'd his diſcourſe, if <hi>Marcellus</hi> (who then prefer'd <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s converſe far be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore <hi>Julia</hi>'s) had not obliged the <hi>Princeſs</hi> to break off the parley by joyning company. If my Prince had not truly loved <hi>Marcellus,</hi> he would not have taken that interruption ſo gently, but his friendſhip joyned with the late ſatisfaction his ſpirit had taken, helped him to diſſemble the diſpleaſure he received, and accoſt the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> with a viſage that betray'd not the leaſt mark of any alteration.</p>
                  <p>After that day he oft repeated his paſſion to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and confirmed his own hopes by a thouſand proofs of her innocent affection. Theſe beginnings preſag'd a happy progreſs but they met with checks by the way, for the rivalſhip of <hi>Marcellus</hi> did much trouble the ſtream of his deſign. <hi>Marcellus</hi> was (as I have told you) of a very amiable perſon and little ſhort of my Prince in any becoming quality, by his advantage in the Emperors fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour, and Peoples affection, who gave him the name of <hi>Romes</hi> darling and delight; his face, perſon, and excellent parts, with that clear diſcretion that compos'd his Courtſhip to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> kindled a juſt jealouſie in <hi>Coriolanus:</hi> beſides <hi>Marcellus</hi> as he was <hi>Octavio</hi>'s Son, enjoy'd the ſame liberty with <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Antonies</hi> other children, as if the ſame womb had diſclos'd them; and by that appellation of Brother and Siſter, both <hi>Octavia</hi>'s Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, and <hi>Caeſars</hi> Will enjoyn'd them to call one another. And which moſt preferred this young Princes hopes, he poſſeſt an unreſtrained familiarity with the Princeſs, which was not accorded to any other: but that which ſtung my Prince deepeſt, was, that <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> (being as well the deareſt of his friends, as the greateſt of his Rivals) all the impe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diments and fears he gave him, were ſo incapable of blotting out his amity, as he could not proſecute his re-ſearch of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> without regret, ſince he could reap no advantage by it, that would not diſturb the repoſe, and affront the Fortune of his Friend; a reflection of this nature in ſuch a ſoul as my Maſters, could produce none but uncommon effects, and the ſequel will tell you how ſtrongly it wrought too in that of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whoſe ſenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, (not to abridge truth of her due) were not leſs noble than my Maſters. In divers Encounters theſe two Princes mutually apprehended the diſpleaſures they gave one another by a competition which in ſouls leſs generous, would oft have ſtrangled friendſhip; yet in theirs ſhe ſtood ſo firm and intire, as my Prince never glanc'd at <hi>Marcellus,</hi> when he pleaded in his own love-ſuit, nor did <hi>Marcellus</hi> (when he laid his amorous vows at <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra</hi>'s feet) ever let fall a word in diſapprovement of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi> My Maſter (by what
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might be judged from appearance) had more favour than his Rivall, which would have rendered his joy more perfect, had he carried that advantage from any but <hi>Marcellus;</hi> and he had hugg'd his happineſs with a clearer delight, if it had not ſtood bent to his friends prejudice. But if <hi>Coriolanus</hi> thus moderated the reſentment of his own felicity, becauſe it oppos'd his friends, <hi>Marcellus</hi> indured his diſadvantage with patience, ſince <hi>Coriolanus</hi> reap'd the profit, nor could his own misfortune afflict him without the mixture of ſome comfort, becauſe it conduc'd to his friends ſucceſs.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>I deſire not, (would <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſay to <hi>Cleopatra)</hi> you ſhould hate <hi>Marcellus;</hi> for, if a Man can merit it, he is worthy of your effection; but if it be deſtin'd for any Mortal, I demand it wholly and entire for <hi>Coriolanus. Marcellus</hi> would almoſt ſay the ſame things, only he durſt not let his paſſion come abroad ſo openly as my Maſters,</q> for fear to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſe the Emperor his Uncle, who did him the honour to deſign him his Daughter, help<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him to cut out a diſguiſe for his affection, and make the borrowed name of Brother (injoyn'd by <hi>Octavia)</hi> ſerve to mask that of Lover.</p>
                  <p>Thus had they waſted almoſt a year, during which my Prince, doubtleſs more deep ſtruck than <hi>Marcellus,</hi> daily gathered ſuch freſh cauſes of diſpleaſure from his friends en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>croachment, as the melancholy it produced, began to ſettle it ſelf in his face and behavi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our, though the cauſe was conceal'd from all the World but my ſelf, whom by a peculiar preference to the reſt he always honoured with the knowledge of his ſecrets: <q>And why, <hi>ſaid he, one day to me,</hi> ſhould, miſchievous fortune raiſe me up a Rival of my deareſt friend, and ſuch a friend whoſe repoſe I cannot combat without wounding mine own? Ah! had it pleaſed the Gods to inſpire any other but <hi>Marcellus,</hi> with the deſign of ſerving <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> our Swords ſhould decide our titles, and ſure I ſhould kill any but <hi>Marcellus</hi> in ſo juſt a quarrel.</q> In fine, his ſadneſs grew to ſuch a height, as <hi>Marcellus</hi> who perceived it with the firſt, began to be much troubled at it; and indeed (as one that went a deep ſhare in all the reſentments of ſo dear a friend) he often demanded the cauſe, though his own ſuſpition did partly anſwer him; but <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſtill took care to cover the truth, till all his friends reaſons growing too weak to ſatisfie <hi>Marcellus</hi> care, at laſt he was conſtrain'd to diſcharge his heart, and one night as they lay together, which they often did, <hi>Marcellus</hi> having often preſt him upon that Subject, and a thouſand times ſworn he could never be capable of any pleaſure ſo long as he ſaw him drown'd in ſo deep a ſorrow, and himſelf ig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>norant of its Fortune; the Prince ſending one or two ſighs before the Diſcourſe he was to make: <q>Brother, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> (for ſo they always called one another) the Gods can atteſt, you do force that from me by your friendſhip, which I ever reſolv'd to wrap in ſilence, though you might eaſily have read it by your own obſervation, and ſo have ſpared your conſtraint of a bad relation; Did you believe I could ſee my ſelf travers'd in a paſſion that is twined with my vital threed, by a friend as dear to me as my ſelf, without a mortal diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure? Do you think I could deſigne the ruine of your content, or abandon the care of mine own repoſe without a cruel violence? You know I was <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s eldeſt priſoner, before your eye had marked her out for a Miſtreſs, and had my dear <hi>Marcellus</hi> prevented my deſign of ſerving her, I ſhould ſooner have ran upon my death than his pretences, or expos'd him to the anguiſh he has made me reſent; nor did I perceive he was my Rival, before I was engaged too deep to render what was due to our amity, which (if I may ſay it) he himſelf has forgotten to pay. Ah! would to Heavens our conteſt had been for Crowns, or any thing elſe of higher value, you ſhould quicly have ſeen with what a free heart I would have given up my intereſt. But for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> my dear Brother, 'tis that cannot be obtain'd of an enſlaved ſpirit, that will never recover ſtrength enough to get out of the Abyſs wherein my ſpighthful Fortune has plunged me; I ſay my ſpightful fortune, for what ever glory I acquire by <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s ſervice and however my hopes may feed high upon ſucceſs, I ſhall never think that fortune propitious, that muſt be eſtabliſht at the price of your repoſe; nor have I the liberty to Court it ſo much as with a ſingle wiſh, ſince it can no where be raiſed, but upon the ruines of yours.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Coriolanus</hi> accompanied theſe words with many others of the ſame nature, which ſunk ſo ſenſibly to <hi>Marcellus</hi> heart, as it was long before he could recover ſtrength enough to ſhape a reply; at laſt his words broke their way through his reſentments, and embra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing my Maſter with an ardent affection; <q>My dear Brother, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> Heaven is my witneſs, that when my eye firſt told me, <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was lovely, I did not believe your youth could have been capable of forming a deſign to ſerve her; and if I have ſince let my ſelf ſlip into the ſnare, I rendered my liberty to that in vincible puiſſance, which no heart can reſiſt; yet I confeſs I have ſinned againſt our amity, and ſhould prove my ſelf un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>worthy of a place in <hi>Coriolanus</hi> heart, if I do not ſtrive with my ſoul to render the repara<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion I owe you; I know my intentions are good, but do a little diſtruſt my power; how<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever
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but this night to clear all ſcores, and poſſibly, before we part, I ſhall make it appear how dearly I prize our friendſhip.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>
                        <hi>Coriolanus</hi> would have reply'd to this diſcourſe, but <hi>Marcellus</hi> oppos'd it, and preſt him ſo earneſtly to give him the remainder of that night, as he was conſtrain'd to obey him; they both paſſed it over without ſo much as cloſing their eyes; my <hi>Maſter</hi> often over-hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring the ſighs that broke away from <hi>Marcellus,</hi> though he ſtrove to impriſon them with all his power, and ſtill cut them off in the middle, leaſt their noiſe ſhould convey them to my Maſters ear.</q> The hour that he was wont to call them up, was not yet arrived, when <hi>Marcellus</hi> turning himſelf to my Princes ſide, with a vivacious and reſolute action. <q>Brother <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I have combated and conquered for you, or rather for my ſelf, ſince by this victory I am directed in part, how to expiate the crime I have committed; <hi>Cleopatra</hi> now is yours, and I ask your pardon for having ſo injuſtly diſputed her; our friendſhip with the aid of reaſon, has almoſt driven her from my heart, and all that remaines unfi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhed of the cure, I think may ſafely be referred to the Chirurgery of time, my youth, and a ſhort abſence, wich is already deſigned: I am now entered an Age, that allarms me to the trade of my Anceſtors, and tells me, tis time to go ſeek out reputation with my ſword in my hand; I will therefore beg the Emperors permiſſion to go ſerve my Appren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticeſhip under the Conſul <hi>Vinicius,</hi> who marches within a few dayes with a puiſſant Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my into <hi>Germany,</hi> where I hope to perfect my recovery, not only by the help of a large diſtance, and a different employment, but a ſtrong reſolution more exactly to ballance the Emperors favour, and turn all my thoughts upon the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> who has alrea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy honoured me with more affection than I have merited. At my return I dare promiſe, you ſhall find me ſo perfectly chang'd, as I ſhall conſerve no other thoughts for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> but to prize her as a Princeſs that deſerves my friends affection, and both to confirm and aſſiſt her deſigns in your favour, againſt all ſuch perſons as may plead pretences to the right you have in her.</q>
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                  <p>Thus the noble <hi>Marcellus</hi> charactered his victorious friendſhip, and at the cloſe of his diſcourſe, left my Prince ſo raviſhed at his freedom and generoſity, as it coſt him ſome time to put a ſhape to his reſentments; yet at laſt he replyed, but in ſuch language, as did rather combat than gratulate his friends intention; he was very loath to be out<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>done in generoſity, or put his deſires upon a gentler Rack for his friend, than he had alrea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy done for him: this begat a kind conteſt betwixt them, which laſted a great part of the day, and it was fought on both ſides againſt themſelves, with ſo much obſtinacy, as the repetition of particulars would but tire your attention; at laſt it was but fit that <hi>Marcellus</hi> whoſe (paſſion was of a latter date, and leſs ardent than my Maſters) ſhould keep the liſts, and that my Princes conſent ſhould quadrate to the Emperors intentions, and Peoples deſires, by placing his friends heart in the Princeſs <hi>Julia</hi>'s ſervice; but he could not quit him to his <hi>German</hi> Expedition, without a reſolution to bear him compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny, and beſides the conſideration of their amity, not being leſs tickled than he, with deſire of glory, he concluded to carry his firſt Arms with him under <hi>Vinicius,</hi> and diſpos'd himſelf for his departure with ſuch lively hopes, as help'd to charm a part of his griefs for leaving <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
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                  <p>Some <hi>Provinces</hi> in <hi>Germany</hi> newly riſen in Rebellion, had cut in pieces the <hi>Roman</hi> Garri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons; and with two mighty Armies, levy'd upon the banks of <hi>Dannbius,</hi> not onely ſtruck a terror into all the neighbouring Nations, but ſwoln with ſucceſs, began to me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nace the Empire it ſelf; for this Expedition <hi>Coeſar</hi> made choice of <hi>Vinicius,</hi> a ſage and experienced Captain, to go in the head of the valianteſt Legions: and he was ready to begin to March, when our two young Princes demanded leave of the Emperor, to go gather the firſt flowers of their reputation in the Field; I doubt not but you know this has been a <hi>Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man</hi> Cuſtome, and all thoſe famous <hi>Commanders</hi> the World has talked ſo much of, whoſe vertue gave <hi>Rome</hi> ſo vaſt a Dominion, did firſt learn their Alphabet of War under the anci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent <hi>Captains.</hi>
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                  <p>The two young Princes confirmed in this deſign, threw themſelves at the Emperors feet, repreſenting that now the arrival of their ſeventeenth year had brought them ſtrength to charge through the incommodities of War, it was time to begin with ſuch acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, as might inſtruct them to deſerve his affection, and coppy the glory of their Anceſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ors; this requeſt was eaſily obtained of the Emperor, whoſe generous ſpirit highly ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plauded their brave reſolution.</p>
                  <p>They preſently put things in order for their parting, but my Maſters grand preparation was to divide himſelf from <hi>Cleopatra!</hi> his paſſion was already grown to its full ſtature, and the Princeſs ſtill preſerved him in her favour, with particular improvements of good will; yet ſhe began to draw her ſelf within the guard of a greater reſervation than
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formerly, and her increaſe of years taught her the ſeverity to cut off thoſe liberties by de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grees, which her flexible youth had allowed him.</p>
                  <p>The Princes fore-ſight of this prepared him to endure it with patience, inſtructing all his actions to expreſs a reſpect to her ſo ſubmiſſive, as pleaded a true title to what he had gotten in her heart, yet he could not defend himſelf from the ſtings of diſcontent at this ſeparation, and had not a greedy deſire of glory been too ſtrong for his grief, every eye would have read it too plainly in his Viſage.</p>
                  <p>The parting day being arrived, he felt a neceſſity of all his courage, to pronounce an untroubled farewell to his Princeſs; but he gathered no ſlight ſatisfaction from his diſcovery, by ſome infallible tokens, that ſhe was ſenſibly touched at this ſeparation, and betrayed a timerous Jealouſie of thoſe dangers, to which he was going to expoſe his ſafety.</p>
                  <p>There are too many paſſages challenge a mention in my recital, to allow me the leiſure of enlarging my ſelf upon the ſeveral diſcourſes they enchanged at this parting, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore I ſhall only content my ſelf to tell you, that my Prince, after he had made freſh pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſtations of an eternal fidelity to the Princeſs, obtained a promiſe from her fair mouth, to preſerve him in her thoughts with ſo vigorous a care, as ſhould weaken all the attempts of abſence againſt her reſolution, to prefer him before all men: but the parting words of <hi>Marcellus</hi> were very remarkable, and after he had vowed at <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s feet, that he de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpoiled himſelf (for his friends ſake) of all thoſe pretences, that his love and ſervices might have given him; he ſpoke ſuch things in my Princes behalf, as (though they did Truth no injury) could ſpring from no other Fountain but a ſtrong and perfect amity, yet the ſweeteſt of my Maſters comforts at that parting, was a permiſſion, by the command of <hi>Octavia,</hi> and conſent of the Empreſs her ſelf, to write to his Princeſs.</p>
                  <p>But I will hold you no longer, the two Princes Marched away with a proud Equipage, and I followed my Maſter in that expedition, (as I did in all the reſt that ſucceeded it) and joyning the Troops that attended them, with the Conſuls groſs body; we left <hi>Italy</hi> behind us, and by large Marches quickly gained the <hi>Danubius;</hi> we met no adventures by the way that will deſerve to be dwelt upon, and indeed my relation ought but ſlightly to paſs away the morning of my Maſters youth, that it may more ſpeedily arrive at theſe weightier actions of which his life has been compoſed; I will onely tell you that his be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginnings were miraculous, that at his firſt encounters he did ſuch things as raviſhed the Conſul, amazed the Soldiery; and ſcarce found credit at <hi>Rome,</hi> though ſeveral letters re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> alſo at the firſt eſſay of his young valour, bravely ſignalized it by actions wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of an eternal memory, and theſe two Princes, (in ſtead of Envy and Emulation) did mutually intereſs themſelves in each others glory; <hi>Marcellus</hi> taſted no truer delight in his own, than in the Reputation <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had gotten, and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> could not liſten to his proper praiſes, with clearer ſatisfaction, than to thoſe that cryed up <hi>Marcellus</hi> his credit; indeed 'tis true, my Maſter had the luck to perform ſome acts, that made his Fame ſound higher than his Friends, and in the ſeveral encounters were made upon the banks of <hi>Da<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nubius,</hi> before the grand Battel he rendered himſelf remarkable by the effects of a valour, which the <hi>Romans</hi> publiſhed beyond all example; at an encounter which one of our <hi>Le<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gions</hi> had with ſome Troops of <hi>Barbarians,</hi> he reſcued the <hi>Roman Eagles</hi> from a throng of Enemies that had newly ſeiz'd them, and brought them back to <hi>Vinicius,</hi> with their wings bathed in the blood of his Enemies, who cried up that action with ſuch loud praiſes, as could not be accepted by the Princes modeſty; at the aſſault of ſome revolted places that oppoſed our paſſage, and were carried by ſtorm, he was ever the firſt that entred the breach; and by the confeſſion of the <hi>Romans,</hi> their taking it was due to the glorious example he gave thoſe that fought near him, nor was his valour (of which he had given them ſo many preſidents) his only vertue, for in all thoſe diſorders that Victory uſes to drag along with it, he gave proofs of a moſt unparallel'd moderation, treated thoſe that fell into his hands, more like Friends and Allies than Enemies, and at the taking of ſuch places as were won by aſſault, he often obtained many lives of his Enemies by his earneſt interceſſion, which <hi>Vinicius</hi> had deſigned for an exemplary terror to be cut in peices: by ſuch actions as theſe, with the reſt of his brave demeanour among the Officers and Soldiers; he had ſo gain'd the hearts of the whole Army, that they all Petitioned <hi>Vinicius</hi> to give him ſome conſiderable Command, though it was unheard of in the Roman Diſcipline, to commit any charge to perſons of his Age; and when <hi>Vinicius</hi> at their ſolicitation, aſſiſted by his own eſteem of their worth, had given him and <hi>Marcellus</hi> a joynt Commiſſion to Command the Cavalry, all the Officers ſubmitted to them, with a joy that wanted no proofs to expreſs it ſelf.</p>
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But the <hi>Germans</hi> were not the only Enemies they had to Combat, for <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s rem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>embrance kindled a crueller War, than the <hi>Barbarians</hi> could menace; indeed my Prince had no greater task than daily to feed and confirm thoſe thoughts that entirely laid his life at his Princeſs feet, every <hi>Idea</hi> that his fancy could ſhape, had the face of delight, and left a pleaſing impreſſion upon his ſpirit; but <hi>Marcellus</hi> fought with a ruder Combatant, and found his deſign to baniſh her his breaſt, was not like to gain an eaſie Conqueſt, however he ſtretched all his Forces to ſtrugle for it, and at laſt his continued care carried the victory; my Maſter (who in part perceived the ſilent torments that Prince's generoſity inflicted upon himſelf) did often endeavour to ſtagger his reſolution, and daily proteſted, that he had rather have him for a Rival all his life, nay, and would ſooner chuſe (if neceſſity required, and poſſibility conſented) to releaſe all his own pretences, than approve the violence ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fered for his ſake.</p>
                  <p>But the generous <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſtuck to his promiſe with an unſhaken conſtancy; and then being yery young, and daily diverted by his Warlike employment, which he ever followed with a marvellous ardour, he obtained in part of himſelf what he deſired, and ſtriving to prefer <hi>Julia</hi> to his thoughts by the memory of her beauty (which indeed might be ranked with the moſt delicate in the world) by the favour ſhe had ſhown him, and the Emper or's will, upon whom his Fortunes totally depended, he quickly made a conſiderable progreſs.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time my Prince wrote often to the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> it would poſe my memory to repeat all his Letter, I have only in part retained the ſenſe and words of ſome of the ſhorteſt, and I believe the firſt he wrote little differed from theſe terms.</p>
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                           <hi>Prince</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>to the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra.</head>
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                           <q>IT is not enough to tell you (my Divine Princeſs) that you are always preſent in my memory; for with greater truth I may proteſt you have the entire poſſeſſion of my ſoul, where, in the ſterneſt dangers, you ever keep your Command, and Combat <hi>Romes</hi> Enemies with Arms that are invincible. Ha! my Princeſs, who can oppoſe a heart ani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mated with ſo bright an Image? What Enemy will be able to diſpute the glory with me that may ſhew me the way to deſerve you? This high deſign will doubtleſs teach me to do ſomething more great, than Fortune can promiſe, and my deſtiny is too fair to fear a defeat by other Enemies, after being conquer'd by the Divine <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
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                  <p>This firſt in a ſhort time was ſucceeded by another, and I think the words were theſe.</p>
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                           <hi>Prince</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>to the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra.</head>
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                           <q>I Would ſay Fortune ſmil'd upon me, if the ſucceſs I have gotten by her favour, were not moderated by an abſence, to reſiſt which, I have ſcarce any courage left me; yet I would ſtrive to ſupport it, might I hope a place in the memory of my adorable Princeſs, I confeſs I cannot ask it without raſhneſs, and yet not forbear the demand, without neglecting what I owe to the conſervation of a life I have given her.</q>
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                  <p>Theſe were the two firſt he wrote, of which he received no anſwer; but a while after, having done wonders in another encounter, which report quickly carried to <hi>Rome,</hi> the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs <hi>Octavia</hi> and the Emperor himſelf enjoyned her to write to him, which to ſatisfie them, ſhe did in theſe words.</p>
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                           <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra <hi>to Prince</hi> Coriolanus.</head>
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                           <q>I Obey the Commands impos'd upon me, to write to you without repugnance, and I follow my proper inclinations, when I aſſure you of the intereſt I take in the glori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous ſucceſs of your arms; the whole world publiſhes your beautiful actions, <hi>Rome</hi> is an entire <hi>admirer,</hi> and I a particular <hi>rejoycer</hi> at them; the Gods grant that Fortune may never forſake you, and that you may not ſo blindly reſign your ſafety to your courage, as not to be careful of preſerving a life, that can never be indifferent to thoſe you judge wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of your remembrance.</q>
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                  <p>My Prince received this Letter from the Princeſs, with an exceſs of joy, and kiſſed it a thouſand times, in an amorous rapture at theſe precious marks of her affection. The know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge it gave him how much ſhe concern'd her ſelf in his glory, ſpur'd him on to greater enterpriſes, and carried him to ſuch a ſublime pitch in the whole Armies eſteem, as it talk'd of nothing more than the effects of his Valour, nor was he leſs known (by the havock he made) in the Enemies Camp than ours.</p>
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After divers Fights in Parties, the two Armies came to a general Battel, and it was fought ſo bravely on both ſides, upon the Banks of <hi>Danubius,</hi> that the ſtreams took in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creaſe and complexion from the blood that was ſpilt; young <hi>Coriolanus</hi> and his friend <hi>Marcellus</hi> at the head of the Cavalry they commanded, did there diſcloſe ſuch prodigies of Valour, as till then were not known among the <hi>Romans,</hi> and gave proofs of their prudence and good conduct, which no hopes could rationally expect from ſo immature an age: twice or thrice they rallied, and reinforc'd their Troops, which the firſt fury of the <hi>Bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barians</hi> had put into diſorder, and led them on again ſo couragiouſly, as after they had forced their reſiſtance by a valour more than humane, they totally routed the Enemy, and oblig'd the <hi>Roman</hi> Conſul to publiſh at the end of the day, that the Palm of Victory was only gather'd by their vertue.</p>
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                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſaved the life of <hi>Vinicius,</hi> mounted him again, and bravely cut him out a path to ſafety through a throng of his Enemies, in the middle of which, he was fighting on foot in manifeſt peril of his life: and my Maſter among other actions, by which he ſig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>naliz'd himſelf in that memorable day, having broken the ſtouteſt Squadron that environ'd them, gave Death with his own hands to the two chief Commanders of the Enemies Army, and by that action depriv'd all the reſt of their courage which they took from the preſence of their Generals.</p>
                  <p>The Battel did not period the War, for there yet remain'd ſome ſcattered Troops to be defeated, and revolted places that made ſome reſiſtance: two whole years were ſpent in this expedition, at the end of which the two Princes having now no more work for their Swords in <hi>Germany,</hi> bent their courſe with the Conſul to <hi>Rome,</hi> laden with praiſes that were never due before to ſuch young beginners; my Maſter daily ſhortned his way with all the joy that could be given him, by the hope of reſtoring his eyes to the ſight of <hi>Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra,</hi> whom two years abſence (in ſtead of effacing) had more lively ingraven in his memo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, and which help'd to compleat his ſatisfaction, he perceiv'd his dear <hi>Marcellus</hi> was per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectly cur'd, and that he had now no farther cauſe to fear to be travers'd by ſuch perſons whoſe repoſe he was oblig'd to value.</p>
                  <p>The exploits <hi>Vinicius</hi> had done in <hi>Germany</hi> were ſo great, that the Senate decreed him the honour of Triumph; but he refuſing it with a remarkable modeſty, the grandeur of his ſervices were acknowledg'd by other recompenſes that were very glorious, and by the command of the Emperour and Senate, there was made him a moſt magnifick entry, where every thing appear'd in a pompous dreſſing, but the greateſt part of the <hi>Romans</hi> found nothing ſo beautiful as our two young Princes, that marched on both ſides the Conſul, clad in arms, that were hid in the ſplendour of Gold and Jewels, their head and ſhoulders were ſhaded with white Feathers, and themſelves mounted on two white Hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, whoſe beautiful pride did marvellouſly aid the grace wherewith their Maſters ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>naged them; all thoſe that ſaw them paſs in that equipage, and had taken the account of the gallant actions they performed in War, from the mouth of Fame, ſtrew'd their paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſages with loud Acclamations of joy, and their praiſes throng'd like themſelves to wel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come them; the Emperour received them with abundance of careſſes, and the priviledge <hi>Marcellus</hi> borrowed from his alliance, gave him no advantage of my Maſter in that recep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion; they were likewiſe ſaluted by the Empreſs and Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> with kind aſpects; but when they approached <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the ſight of her made my Maſters eye releaſe all o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther objects, and his memory efface them; in this two years abſence he found her mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vellouſly chang'd, her ſtature (though ſhe was then but fifteen) already reach'd the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon height of Women, her neck almoſt formed to its perfect proportion, and her beauty mounted near to that Meridian in which you have viewed her; but with this advantagious change, a Royal Majeſty ſat iuthron'd in her face, and armed her looks with a greater ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verity than appear'd in her precedent years, and my Prince could not behold her viſage without gathering the effects of a fear from her flowred Excellencies, which grew not there before in her budding youth; yet ſhe received him with her obliging civilities, he had no ſooner accoſted her, but without regard to the illuſtrious Spectators, he bent a knee to the Earth, and raviſhed a kiſs from her fair hand, before ſhe could enforce him to riſe, by this extraordinary reſpect publickly ſtripping part of his amorous deſigns to thoſe eyes that had not yet diſcovered them. In the preſence of ſo many witneſſes and perſons that wait<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to ſucceed one another in his embraces, he then had not the freedom of a particular converſe with her, but his eyes were the Deputies of his tongue, and elegantly tranſlated moſt of thoſe amorous thoughts into paſſionate looks, which his mouth ſhould have put in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to Accents, the whole Court ſpoke highly to his advantage, the general vote publiſhed his brave beginning beyond parallel, and the Emperour himſelf commended him to ſuch a height, as might have top'd the moſt irregular ambition; the honours that were rendered
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him had the approbation of all but <hi>Tiberius,</hi> the only man that envy'd his fortune, who (prepoſſeſſed by a mortal jealouſie againſt him) was ſtung to the heart at the praiſes were given him; <hi>Marcellus</hi> had a great ſhare in the glory, which indeed he juſtly merited, and the affection which the <hi>Romans</hi> naturally bare him, was marvellouſly augmented, by that clear proof of his vertue.</p>
                  <p>My Maſter being return'd to his lodging, was viſited by a throng of his Friends, and the firſt news he received, was, that <hi>Tiberius</hi> was enamoured of the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> my Prince had begun to ſuſpect it before his departure, but during his abſence, <hi>Tiberius</hi> had made his re-ſearch ſo publick, as <hi>Rome</hi> had few perſons that ignor'd it. <hi>Coriolanus</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented this intelligence with a ſenſible diſpleaſure, yet diſſembled it to his Friends with all the power and skill he could uſe; but when they had left him the liberty to entertain me in private, he paſſionately declared himſelf, fearful of ſo puiſſant a Rival, not that the valour or merit of his Perſon had any place in his fears, for while thoſe were only in queſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, he knew himſelf able to diſpute <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> but he dreaded his Mother, the Empreſs <hi>Livia,</hi> well knowing, the credit ſhe had with the Emperor, had power to croſs his de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns, if ſhe once approved of her Sons affection: however he reſolved to aſſault all ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtacles that encountred him, and openly to diſpute that at the price of his life, which his reaſon judg'd to be no mans due but his own.</p>
                  <p>He patiently waiteth an occaſion to entertain the Princeſs upon that ſubject, and (if poſſible) learn from her mouth the ſentiments ſhe had for his Rival; the following day offered him the liberty to make that trial, and obtaining the permiſſion to give her a viſit in her own lodgings, he enjoyed a large opportunity of exchanging his thoughts with her without interruption.</p>
                  <p>Their firſt diſcourſe may better be imagined than related, and you may eaſily judge my Maſter ſpent it upon the torments he ſuffered for her abſence, while the Princeſs expreſſed the glad content ſhe took in his return, with the happy and glorious ſucceſs of his voyage; yet ſhe contracted her language and looks with ſo much moderation and ſtrict reſerve, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived the diſcourſe with ſo ſerious a face, as it ſtartled ſome of his forwardeſt hopes, which though he had foreſeen, yet he was not ſo well fortified againſt it, as not to read over her viſage with a timerous eye; yet he met ſomething there that hinted the occaſion he deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, and mingling the reſpect with his words, which that new Majeſty imprinted; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> if I may be permitted without offending the veneration I owe you, to undiſguiſe a part of my Sentiments, I muſt take the liberty to ſay, that the ſeverity that ſits upon your brow, does promiſe no happy Augury to my hopes; indeed if it only ſprings from a right underſtanding of what you are, I have no reaſon left me to complain, and mine ſhall agree with the judgments of perſons moſt diſ-intereſſed, that it is but a fit com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panion of that bright Majeſty, which we all acknowledge in you, as the Princeſs of the World, in whom it is moſt juſtly ſpher'd; but if it parts from another cauſe, I do there behold my condemnation, and read my irreparable ruine.</q>
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                     <q>I did not perceive, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs, interrupting him,</hi> that my behaviour to you had put on any other faſhion than it has formerly worn, and if a ſmall acceſs of years, has a little checked the freedom of my carriage; I cannot think the change can either diſad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage your hopes, or diſquiet your repoſe:</q> 
                     <q>I did always judge, <hi>replyed the Prince;</hi> that the childhood of my fortune was too forward to be long-liv'd, nor can I frame a juſt complaint, becauſe you cut off a part of thoſe favours which I never merited; but ſince all men are as unworthy as I, with your permiſſion I will believe, that <hi>Tiberius</hi> has not more right to demand them than my ſelf.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>By theſe words <hi>Cleopatra</hi> perceived the kindlings of my Maſters jealouſie, and now not doubting but he had heard of the purſuits <hi>Tiberius</hi> had made in his abſence, ſhe reſolv'd to keep on the Mask no longer, and preventing his diſcourſe with a ſmile; <q>Indeed I thought, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you would meet with the notice of what has paſſed ſince your depar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, and if you ſtill owned an intereſt in my affairs, you would not ſtay long for the knowledge, that <hi>Tiberius</hi> has offered me affection; I did believe it neceſſary to diſſemble what I knew of it, nor ſhall I make any ſcruple to avow (if my apprehenſion ſcap'd miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>take) that the reſentments <hi>Tiberius</hi> has for me are the ſame with yours:</q> 
                     <q>With mine, <hi>ſaid Coriolanus, with a haſty interruption,</hi> Ah! Madam, do not wound me with ſo deep a diſpleaſure, to think mine can ſuffer compariſon, without a mortal offence; I will eaſily believe <hi>Tiberius</hi> doth love you, for there is nothing upon Earth deſerves leſs incredulity, but that his Paſſion can meaſure with mine, is a belief that all the ſtrength of my ſubmiſſion and obedience is too weak to bow me to; <hi>Tiberius</hi> has excellent qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lities, and poſſibly a Perſon more conſiderable than mine, but our diſpoſitions are very different, &amp; I know our ſouls are incapable of cheriſhing an equal flame; if all the requiſites
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of Love were comprized in offering Proteſtations of fidelity at your feet, or ſpruſing up the paſſion in artificial language, perhaps I might juſtly claim no advantage; but if to miſpriſe and abandon all thoſe things, wherewith ambitious perſons build their felicity, to ſacrifice my life at your feet; nay, and if poſſible, to dye it a thouſand times over in your ſacrifice, be to love aright, methinks you ſhould find ſome difference 'twixt the Paſſion of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and that of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Then I will tell you, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs,</hi> to repair the diſpleaſure I have given you; that I do diſtinguiſh betwixt you; and if I thought you would not take too much advantage of my words, I would add, that you are better placed in my opinion than <hi>Tiberius,</hi> not that his affection has not put on as fair and ſpecious proofs, nor that it has almoſt ſpoke the ſame language that yours have utter'd, yet with truth I dare aſſure you, that neither his diſcourſe nor actions have got any hold in my heart, and if I change not my humour, I think it will ask a long time to make my inclinations look that way.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>This free and unreſerv'd Declaration of the Princeſs, gave my Maſter a ſatisfaction that drove away all his fears, and calm'd his diſpleaſures, which not being able to diſſemble one moment, recovering that gaiety that uſually ſparkled in his lively looks; <q>I am made too glorious, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> by the honour you have done me, in thus unmaſquing your pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penſions; and ſince they are not diſpos'd of my Rival, but I am permitted to try my title with him by my ſervices, I will learn to hope from your bounty, and the Divine favour, that he ſhall not carry the advantage; and now Madam, I will freely confeſs, that I take not my greateſt fears from his perſon, for I do much more redoubt the credit of the <hi>Empreſs,</hi> than either the ſervices or good qualities of <hi>Tiberius.</hi>
                     </q> 'Tis true, reply'd <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the Empreſs did a while ſince ſpeak in his favour, but ſhe had not as yet much preſſed it; for as her thoughts are buſier in building up the fortunes and greatneſs of her Son, than ſoothing his affection; ſo I think her ſtudies are more directly levelled, at a power in the <hi>Emperors ſpirit,</hi> than in mine: May ſhe have the Gods conſent, replyed <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> to the ſucceſs of that deſign, for they all know I will neither grudge him the fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> nor the poſſeſſion of the <hi>Empreſs,</hi> provided he lets fall his <hi>Title</hi> to my <hi>Princeſs</hi> affection.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was going to reply, but was hindered by the arrival of the <hi>Princeſs Julia</hi> and <hi>Marcellus;</hi> who, with a great train of other perſons, then enter'd the Chamber, but the following days they reſumed opportunities of reviving this diſcourſe, which gave my Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, a clear diſcovery, that he was not only preferred to <hi>Tiberius</hi> in his <hi>Princeſs</hi> thoughts, but was almoſt as well ſeated there, as his own reaſon could deſire from ſuch a perſon as <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whoſe courage was already mounted to that pitch, that there was not a hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mane conſideration capable to abaſe her ſpirit ſo much as to one ſingle thought, unworthy of her former Fortunes.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time the two Princes her Brothers were brought up at <hi>Octavia</hi>'s houſe, with as much care as was due to their extractions, and equal to the hopes they promiſed; <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ander</hi> was of the ſame age with his Siſter, <hi>Ptolomee</hi> one year younger, and both endow'd with a beauty ſo excellent, ſuch an amiable gentileneſs was ſtamp'd in their behaviour, per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forming all the Exerciſes were taught them, with ſuch a graceful dexterity, and diſcloſing ſo much grandeur of Courage in all ſuch encounters, as gave them opportunities to ſhew the marks of it; as all the Roman People regarded them with admiration, the <hi>Emperor</hi> highly eſteemed, and the Court conſidered them as the deſerving Children of ſo great a Father, and worthy to inherit a better deſtiny; they no ſooner reach'd 15 but they ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared at all the great Meetings, and deſpiſing the childiſh employments, that commonly buſied perſons of their age, they mingled with thoſe of riper years that addicted themſelves to ſuch as were more ſerious and important.</p>
                  <p>My Prince who both regarded them as <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Brothers, and as Princes that needed no other aſſiſtance than their own deſert to purchaſe his eſteem, ſtrove to indear them with much affection, and equally engaged himſelf to their intereſts and his own; but he particularly obſerved ſomething ſo great and ſo noble in the Mind and Spirit of <hi>Alexander</hi> as invited him to a perfect amity, and that Prince (young as he was) ſo well underſtood my Maſters admirable qualities, that his affection to him, ſcarce gave <hi>Marcellus</hi> the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cedency.</p>
                  <p>At that time the inclinations of <hi>Marcellus</hi> began to bend their courſe to another Centre, and as he ſtill drove on the deſign of drawing off his thoughts from <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſo he turned his eyes with leſs reluctance upon the Beauties of the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> which he found ſo full of charms, as it was impoſſible, after his reſolve intirely to put off the other paſſion, to regard her long with an indifferent eye; in effect that Lady is Miſtris of ſo delicate a beauty, as it may ſcarce give place to any of Natures choiceſt favourites, and ſhe makes uſe of theſe
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advantages with ſo nimble an ingenuity, as few perſons in the World come near her; ſhe has a ſpirit, hardy, ſupple, and pliant to all ſorts of encounters, but very wavering and dangerous to the repoſe of ſuch perſons as are taken with her baits, which had <hi>Marcellus</hi> known before, I think he would not eaſily have engaged upon thoſe Rocks, againſt which her inconſtant and artificial humours have often daſh'd him.</p>
                  <p>Though doubtleſs you have taken this in bulk from the mouth of Report, yet I may learn you ſome particulars in the recital of my Maſters life, which never yet came at your ear; and indeed their adventures are ſo entangled one with another, as it would be a very difficult task to ſingle them in my relation: when <hi>Marcellus</hi> firſt undertook to ſerve <hi>Julia</hi> in earneſt, he found her diſpoſition ſo ready to receive his addreſſes, as (though himſelf had valued his deſert at the higheſt) he could not have gotten ſuch large hopes in ſo little time, without the aſſiſtance of a powerful anticipation; but this dexterous wit, no ſooner perceiv'd he had ſwallow'd the bait, but ſhe began by degrees to put a cover upon her former kindneſs, as much as to ſay, ſhe was willing he ſhould openly buy that with ſome pain, which indeed ſhe had already liberally given him, before he was willing to ask it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> was not the onely Priſoner to <hi>Julia</hi>'s beauty, for ſome of the Principal <hi>Romans,</hi> with divers Kings Sons that were brought up at <hi>Rome,</hi> and many Kings them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves, which the neceſſity of their Affairs detained neer <hi>Auguſtus</hi> Perſon, did all ſigh for her in ſecret.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time my Maſter and <hi>Tiberius</hi> daily met in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Chamber, both open<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly profeſſing their reſearch; but the knowledge they both had of this mutual competition, would not have been pocketed on either ſide, if ſome powerful conſiderations had not held their hands; <hi>Tiberius</hi> was well acquainted with my Maſters courage, and my Prince forgot not <hi>Livia</hi>'s authority and credit with the Emperor. One evening they met at her Lodgings, which immediately preceeded a day that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> had appointed for publickly ſpectacles, wherein, beſides <hi>Gladiators,</hi> and Combats with wilde Beaſts in the <hi>Amphitheatre,</hi> the nobleſt <hi>Romans</hi> were to ſhew their addreſs in Courſes on Horſeback, and divers other exerciſes that ſuited their condition; for theſe my Maſter, <hi>Tiberius</hi> and <hi>Marcellus,</hi> made their preparations, and formed Parties to ſignalize themſelves before their Princeſſes, thus tacitly inſtructing the whole City, to expect things from them worthy of their Magnificence and Gentilneſs.</p>
                  <p>A part of the fore-going night was paſs'd away in the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Chamber, who had been let blood that day, and carried her Arm in a rich Scarf tiſſu'd with <hi>Gold</hi> and <hi>Silk,</hi> and wrought with admirable artifice, which the Rival Princes had no ſooner ſeen, but they were both ſtruck with an equal ardour, to wear that precious favour in the next days ſolemnity; my Princes reſpect and moderation impriſoned his deſires, but <hi>Tiberius</hi> being more hardy, or (to expreſs it better) leſs reſpective, was willing to make uſe of that confidence, which he knew how to practice in the reſt of his actions, and addreſſing his words to my Maſter; <q>Think you not <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid he,</hi> that the Perſon which could gain the Princeſs conſent, to let him wear this precious Scarf in the Liſts to morrow, would not have a grand advantage of his Companions, and, by a Favours encourage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of ſo high a price, infallibly carry that which the Emperor has deſigned for the beſt deſerver?</q> 
                     <q>That will be eaſily granted, <hi>reply'd my Prince coldly,</hi> but as I think it a grace which few mens hopes are worthy to aſpire at, ſo I doubt the Princeſs will not find out any that are fit for ſo much happineſs:</q> 
                     <q>and why not, <hi>ſaid Tiberius,</hi> what ever price her Favours can amount to, can any reaſon forbid hopes to thoſe Courages that are har<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy enough to enterprize all things for her ſervice? Her goodneſs allows us to hope for what ſhe is pleaſed to grant, <hi>reply'd my Maſter,</hi> but Raſh is a fitter Epithite than Hardy, for him that will raiſe a Title to it, as a thing that may be merited, when he only ought to wait for it from her pure condeſcention.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> was going to reply, when the Princeſs, who had all this time been ſilent, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>garding him with a diſdainful look; <q>Do not put your ſelf to the trouble, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>puting thoſe pretences any further, my Favours do but weakly deſerve your Services, and you ſhould do well to level them at objects of higher value, which poſſibly you may obtain with greater eaſe.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>If I ever took care, <hi>(ſaid Tiberius)</hi> to aim at any thing but you only, let me wear out my life without a recompence: yet I cannot deſpair, <hi>continued he with a ſmile,</hi> to obtain part of my deſire, and I am now going to ask the Gods good will, that I may have yours to accord it. When he had uttered theſe words, making a low Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verence to the Princeſs, he left her preſence, with a face apparently full of ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
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My Maſter who had liſtn'd to this diſcourſe, not without the uſe of his patience, ſtaid ſome time the Princeſs after his departure, whom he then entertain'd with a larger liberty, and expreſſed an ardent deſire to appear next day in the field, under her Colours; but he found her indiſpoſed to grant that requeſt, and as ſhe ever temper'd all her actions with an admirable circumſpection, ſhe contented her ſelf to afford him a verbal aſſurance, that ſhe gave him the preference above all the perſons that ſerv'd her, without conſenting to allow him advantages, which ſhe thought would bely that haughty and ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gorous vertue, of which ſhe made a ſevere Profeſſion.</p>
                  <p>The next day all things were made ready in the <hi>Amphitheatre</hi> that the <hi>Pomp</hi> requir'd, but I think you do not deſire my relation ſhould range on either ſide from what concerns my Maſters life; I will therefore contract the particulars, and only tell you, that every thing was diſpoſed for the celebration of theſe ſports; the people were rank'd according to the cuſtomary order, the Emperor plac'd on one ſide, with the moſt conſiderable per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of the Senate, and the Empreſs on the other with all the Princeſses and nobleſt <hi>Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man</hi> Ladies, when my Prince enter'd the <hi>Cirk</hi> armed and mounted very gallantly; all his Armour offer'd the eye a mingled ſplendour of Gold and Jewels, and the hand of Art had ſo curiouſly embelliſh'd the materials, as it would long have kept the aſſiſtants gazing, if the grace of him that bore him, had not beckn'd their looks to a more delightful atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion; his Cask was ſhaded with twenty white feathers, and through his Viſour, which was then half up, there appear'd a face ſo noble and ſo amiably fierce, as all the Spectators beheld it with reſpect, and almoſt all their hearts voted in his favour; but the acclama<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of the people could take but little hold of his thoughts, and deſpiſing all ſorts of o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther objects, he ſent his eyes in ſearch of the Princeſs, whom they found ſeated at the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs feet, by the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi>'s ſide, where ſhe ſhin'd like ſome great Star, whoſe Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter-light had half obſcur'd the reſt of the Celeſtial Spangles, attracted the eyes of <hi>Rome,</hi> and buſied all mens thoughts, with a juſt wonder at her beauty; when I ſaw her in that eſtate, I confeſs I was dazled as well as the reſt, and pos'd to find any thing ſtrange in the effects which that marvel of beauty produc'd in my Maſters ſpirit.</p>
                  <p>After he had ſpent ſome time in gazing upon her, with all the affections of a Man that had loſt his heart, he was obliged to retire to another ſide, and put himſelf in the head of his Troops after the example of <hi>Tiberius, Marcellus, Agrippa,</hi> young <hi>Alexander</hi> and his Brother, who already began to mingle themſelves in thoſe Exerciſes, with the other Cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tains, which were then preparing to begin the ſports; Never was any thing ſeen more pompous than <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and his brave <hi>Mine</hi> had the help of all the Ornaments and ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantages that the <hi>Roman Curioſity</hi> could invent; nor was <hi>Tiberius</hi> behind him in the pride of <hi>Garb</hi> and <hi>Equipage;</hi> he was Jewel'd all over with a marvellous profuſion, his <hi>Habit, Caſque</hi> and <hi>Armour,</hi> were ſtarr'd with a thouſand <hi>flames,</hi> which dazled all the Spectators opticks; but, for his moſt precious and remarkable ornament, his Shoulders were covered with that fair Scarf, which my <hi>Prince</hi> had ſeen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> wear the night before, and the ſame which gave occaſion to the diſcourſe recited; my Maſter no ſooner ſaw but he knew it, and that knowledge ſuddenly ſtabb'd it ſelf through his heart with a mortal ſurpriſal, an univerſal ſhivering preſently ran through all his Members, and in one moment overthrew the force of his <hi>Reaſon;</hi> he ſtood and gaz'd a while, holding his Arms a-croſs, in the poſture of a man that was Planet-ſtruck, upon that cruel object, when the ſound of the Trumpets, which made the <hi>Amphitheatre</hi> eccho, call'd him back to himſelf, and made him demand a reſolution of his ſpirit; the firſt that preſented it ſelf to his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenſed thoughts, was to fly upon <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and ſnatch away his life in the ſight of the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peror and all the <hi>Romans,</hi> and change the Combat which was only deſign'd to wear the harmleſs livery of delight into a Crimſon complexion, but theſe tempeſtuous thoughts to which the firſt motions of his fury hurried him, began already to overblow in his mind; they were oppos'd with ſome remains of reaſon, but more over-power'd with the fear of of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fending <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> than any other conſideration; he had ſome thoughts publickly to reproach that Princeſs, with the injuſtice ſhe had done him, but reſpect had ſtill ſtrength enough left to defer the effect of that reſolution; the laſt which he clos'd with, was, to retire from thoſe ſports, where he had now neither force nor courage to appear like himſelf, and take freſh advice of his thoughts, without the interruption of ſo many ſpectators.</p>
                  <p>Theſe deep Cogitations that ſuſpended his ſenſe and motion, had ſwallow'd ſo much time, as all the Troops had already chang'd their places, and begun to joyn in the Exer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciſe, only his ſtood ſtill in its place, attending his order and example to move; the young <hi>Alexander</hi> who was of his ſide, had often call'd to him, when taking him gently by the Arm, <q>My Lord, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> do you not perceive that ours is the only Troop that is not Marched?</q> This brought him to himſelf, and regarding him with a viſage wholly chang'd;
<q>
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Let us go <hi>Emilius, ſaid he,</hi> I can do no more.</q> At theſe words after he had intreated <hi>Alexander</hi> to take his place, he crowded through his own Squadron, and leaning upon my ſhoulder retir'd towards one of the Gates.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius,</hi> whoſe intereſt ſtill kept an eye upon my Maſters actions, perceived him when he parted, and taking commiſſion from his haughty pride, newly ſwoln with this preſent proſperity, to brave him: <q>What <hi>Coriolanus, cry'd he,</hi> do you retreat? do you quit the Liſts?</q> Theſe words had like to have put my Maſter paſt all conſideration, and provok'd him to a percipitate aſſault of that Rival with his Sword in his hand, who had taken ſo much inſolence from that advantage; but a reſerve of Judgment did then hold the hands of his paſſion, and only turning towards him with a furious look, and a pair of eyes that flamed with rage; <q>'Tis not to thee, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that I quit the Liſts, but to thoſe marks of thy Fortune, which thou art not worthy to bear, and which I ſhall poſſibly find a time to make thee reſign, with thy life to boot.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I believe <hi>Tiberius</hi> (who had turned his head another way) did not well underſtand theſe laſt words, but they were clearly over-heard by divers perſons of his own par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, that might eaſily carry them to his ear, and to that purpoſe my Maſter ſpoke them.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>'Tis not unlikely, <hi>interrupted Tyridates,</hi> that they might be concealed by the diſcretion of thoſe that heard them, leſt they ſhould incenſe the Emperour, with ſomenting a quarrel betwixt perſons ſo conſiderable as your Maſter and <hi>Tiberius.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>I am of the ſame belief, <hi>reply'd Emilius,</hi> In the mean time, Sir, let me intreat, you would not think it ſtrange, it I a little amplifie ſome particulars, that are not the moſt important in my Maſters life, though not altogether ſo trivial, but you may poſſibly judge them worthy of your attention.</q>
                  </p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="book">
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA, OR Love's Maſter-Piece. PART II.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. II.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Coriolanus, <hi>by an improvement of his jealous miſtake, and the receipt of an angry anſwer from</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>falls into a deſperate feaver.</hi> Marcellus <hi>unridles</hi> Tiberius<hi>'s Plot, cures the Malady, and reconciles the Lovers.</hi> Julia <hi>looſely deſerts</hi> Marcellus, <hi>and diſplaces her affection upon</hi> Corolianus, <hi>her levity divides the friends, till</hi> Coriolanus <hi>clears the ſuſpition. The enquiry of their fate from</hi> Traſillus <hi>begets an open Quarrel 'twixt him and</hi> Tiberius, <hi>the Emperor interpoſes, and</hi> Cleopatra <hi>is propos'd as a</hi> prize <hi>to him of the two that deſerved beſt in their Military employments.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HUS my Maſter left the <hi>Amphitheatre,</hi> excuſing his departure with ſome indiſpoſition to thoſe that demanded the reaſon; my ſelf was as ignorant as the reſt, of the true cauſe of it, but when we were arriv'd at his Chamber, as I was taking off his Arms, I remark'd an extream paleneſs, and an extraordinary change in his Viſage, which made me timerouſly demand the cauſe of ſo great and ſudden an alteration. He ſtood a good while without returning an an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer, overwhelm'd with ſo black a ſadneſs, as it ſcarce left him the uſe of ſpeech; but after I had often redoubled my ſolicitations to know the reaſon; <q>Didſt thou not ſee, <hi>ſaid he, with two or three ſighs,</hi> didſt thou not ſee that Scarf which <hi>Tiberius</hi> wore to day upon his Armes, and couldſt not perceive it was the ſame that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> carried her arm in yeſterday, when thou wert with me at her Lodgings?</q> To me ſhe refus'd the ſlighteſt, and moſt trivial favours, though I begged them with a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bundance of ſubmiſſion, and to that inſolent, has granted what he proudly pretended to in my preſence, on purpoſe to dreſs him up a Triumph over me, while my own eyes, with all the Peoples muſt ſtand gazing at my ſhame; that inconſtant woman has forgot the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſes ſhe repeated a thouſand times over, to place me ever in her eſteem before him, has forgot her ſelf on purpoſe, to publiſh her legerity to all the Empire. That <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that ſpirit which I believed incapable of the weakneſs, and imperfections of the Sex, has ruin'd me with the fall from vertue, and makes nothing to give up a Prince as a prey to deſpair, that can ſhew more deſert for her affection, than he that her ingratitude and injuſtice pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer'd before him; in the ſequel of this paſſionate diſcourſe, he let looſe a Torrent of other reproaches; but within one moment retracted all, with a ſudden motion of repentance gets the Maſtery of his reſentments, and demands Pardon of the Princeſs for the raſh words his rage had utter'd; then he turns the tide of his choler upon <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and addreſſing his Speech to him with an action full of fury; <q>Think not, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> think not thou inſolent Rival, to prevail by theſe advantages that fortune has blindly given thee, thou doſt
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thou doſt hold nothing of me, but of her, and if by the fall of my Empires I am fallen to a lower eſteem with <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> than the Son of <hi>Livia;</hi> at leaſt by a courage more Noble, a birth more illuſtrious, and the Teſtimonies of a Love more perfect than his, I may repair the defects of that, which giddy chance has only given thee above me: thou art now grown gay with the ſpoils of my repoſe and glory, and haſtproudly deck'd thy ſelf with an Ornament due to me only, but fear <hi>Tiberius,</hi> (if thy fortune will let thee appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hend it) fear, that this preſent may prove fatal; thou mayſt yet be put to buy it at the price of thy blood; nor canſt thou give dear enough for it, though all thy veins were empty'd for the payment.</q> His paſſion brought forth a thouſand other complaints full of the marks of tranſport and deſpair. In this manner he tormented himſelf the reſt of the day, till the evening arriv'd, and about the hour they return'd from the Spectacles, he reſolv'd to write to the Princeſs; when, after he had try'd all the ſtrength of his reaſon to tame the rage that poſſeſt him, and reduce himſelf to a condition, employing of the ſame reſpect, which he uſually expreſt in his other Letters, at laſt he made the Paper ſpeak in theſe terms.</p>
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                        <hi>Prince</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>to the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra.</head>
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                        <q>IT is not for the unfortunate <hi>Coriolanus</hi> to complain of <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> he owes her all, and, has merited nothing of her; but if he might have leave to aſſume the liberty, he would make it appear that though he be unworthy of her favours, <hi>Tiberius</hi> has not bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter deſerv'd them: the grant of ſo publick an advantage, has openly deſtroy'd the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe you made me, never to prefer the Son of <hi>Livia</hi> before the Prince of <hi>Mauritania:</hi> but ſince it is not permitted me to demand of my Sovereign the effects of her promiſes, I will try the courteſie of Death, for a comfort which I can receive of none but her, and for which I am willing to owe her the entire obligation.</q>
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               <p>He had no ſooner finiſhed theſe words, when (without conſulting further with reſpect or reaſon) he commanded me to carry them to the Princeſs. I found ſome precipitation in this proceeding, but as I ever paid him a blind obedience, I took the Letter and car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried it to <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Lodgings. She was newly return'd from the <hi>Amphitheatre,</hi> and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tir'd alone into her Cabinet much troubled, but when ſhe knew I was there to ſpeak with her, ſhe commanded I ſhould enter; I preſently read a part of her diſcontent in her viſage, yet ſhe forc'd it (before I had time to ſpeak) to demand how my Maſter did, <q>In a very ſad eſtate Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> part of which you will learn from the Letter he commanded me to give you.</q>
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               <p>The Princeſs, without returning an anſwer, took the Letter and read it, but before ſhe had got to the end, I eaſily perceived that choler had drowned the Lillies of her face in a flood of bluſhes. That haughty courage could not ſuffer the liberty he took to reproach her, and feeling her own Innocence, ſhe repented her deſign to give him comfort and ſatisfaction, if his patience could have waited it; and now deſpight began to grow active in her, but ſhe commanded her ſelf with a power ſo irreſiſtable, as hindered the heat of it from breaking out in my preſence; though ſhe knew my Maſter honoured me with he knowledge of his ſecrets, and letting fall the Letter upon the Table, with an action full of cold neglect: <q>
                     <hi>Coriolanus</hi> has reaſon, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to believe, that it is not for him to complain of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> nor demand the effects of her promiſes; for my part I never made any to him, that could engage me ſo deep as he has injuſtly pretended: my favours are neither for <hi>Tiberius</hi> nor him, nor ſhall ever be granted to any perſon that uſurps the liberty to upbraid me: I could poſſibly juſtifie my ſelf againſt his reproaches, and perhaps would have done it too, had he given me time; but ſince he has prevented the intention I might have had, with an act ſo inſuitable to the knowledge he ſhould have of my hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour, bid him go ſeek his comforts where he can find them, and let me be quiet.</q>
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               <p>At theſe words (after ſhe had made me a ſign to retire) ſhe took up a book and began to read in it, without turning her head any more towards me. I went away in a deep ſad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, and a grand confuſion, at the bad ſucceſs of my meſſage, and was no ſooner return<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to my Maſter, but my Face told him part of the truth before my Tongue could begin it; yet I had ſome deſign to ſweeten it as much as poſſible, but his impatience would neither allow me the time, nor leave me aſſurance, forbidding me to diſguiſe any thing, with a a look ſo ſevere and terrible, as I durſt not adventure it. Then I punctually recounted to him the action, and repeated the language word for word of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> which brought him to the ſaddeſt condition that miſfortune could make; I did believe the unkindneſs he took at her pretended change, would have fortified him againſt the fear of her anger: but his ſoul found room enough for both the paſſions, and if he were afflicted with a belief of
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                  <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s diſcretion, he trembled at the thought of her anger, and the very intelligence of ſo haſty an indignation in ſo moderate a ſpirit, confirmed his opinion of her inconſtancy; for he could not believe that petty offence could paſs her ſo ſuddenly, to a cold indifferency touching his repoſe and his life, unleſs ſhe had loſt that which formerly nouriſhed the care of it, and receiv'd a new impreſſion that had effac'd the old one; then did he let fly ſuch language and behaviour, that it was but little conform'd to his ordinary moderation; all his thoughts tended to the death of <hi>Tiberius:</hi> but he was ſoon put paſt the power of acting thoſe reſolutions, and whether cauſed by the jealouſie of his Rivals Fortune, or apprehenſion of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s anger, he fell that very evening into a moſt violent Feaver.</p>
               <p>He was ſcarce laid in his bed, when <hi>Marcellus</hi> (who had been anxious for his welfare, ever ſince he ſaw him depart the <hi>Cirque</hi> ſo unexpectedly) entered the Chamber; I was very glad of his preſence, hoping the power he had in his ſpirit, would prove the beſt me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicine to remit his diſeaſe: before he approached my Maſters bed (who yet knew not of his coming) he demanded of me the account of his health, and I (knowing my Maſter ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver uſed to hide any thing from him) was willing to give him the naked truth, concerning it, requiſite to ſave the ſick man the labour, who could not enter upon that recital, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out the danger of a paſſionate tranſport. <hi>Marcellus</hi> was aſtoniſh'd at the diſcourſe which I made him touching <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Scarf, and the rage ſhe was in at my Maſters Letter, and being indeed his real friend, he did tenderly intereſs himſelf in his affection; but he was Maſter of a grand courage, and that rather diſpos'd him to aſſiſt than bewail his friend; with this deſign approaching his beds ſide, <q>What <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid he,</hi> is your courage fled, as ſoon as you feel the firſt blow of misfortune? cannot you call to mind how bravely it has ſerved you in more dangerous encounters?</q> 
                  <q>Ah! my dear <hi>Marcellus, reply'd the Prince with a deep ſigh,</hi> as my unhappineſs is ſtated, how vainly would my courage ſtruggle to relieve me? and how much more eaſie is it to brave Death with my Sword in my hand, than thus to ſupport the Choler and inconſtancy of <hi>Cleopatra?</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <q>I know, <hi>ſaid Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus, Cleopatra</hi>'s Choler will not be long liv'd, and for her inconſtancy, let me tell you, your ſuſpition is built but upon ſlight appearances.</q> 
                  <q>Call you theſe ſlight appearances, <hi>reply'd my Prince,</hi> that I ſaw with my proper eyes, and could <hi>Tiberius</hi> obtain a more conſiderable advantage over me, than that which glittered in the ſight of the whole City?</q> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Emilius</hi> has told me all, <hi>ſaid Marcellus,</hi> and I confeſs you have ſome cauſe of diſcontent; but thus to throw your ſelf down ſo weakly, is that which I cannot pardon, ſince I can ſee no ſolid foundation to prop the opinion of your unhappines.</q> 
                  <q>Ah! <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus, cry'd my Maſter,</hi> how eaſie is it for thoſe to ſwim in a tide of proſperity, to ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence a weakneſs, which doubtleſs themſelves would fall into, if their fortune once grew angry! Do you believe, <hi>purſued he, leaning upon his Elbow, and regarding</hi> Marcellus <hi>with a paſſionate look</hi> do you believe that after ſuch viſible marks of <hi>Tiberius</hi> fortune, and my diſgrace, I can keep the current of my grief within the banks of moderation? and would you eſteem that a true courage as you alledge, if it ſhould defend me from the ſenſibility I owe to the utter ſhipwrack of my hopes? No no, my dear <hi>Marcellus,</hi> ſince I have faſtned my life to <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s affection, 'tis but fit it ſhould die with it, and I ask no more of the Gods, but only to give way to my revenge upon <hi>Tiberius;</hi> I ſaw that inſolent man deck'd with a precious favour, that I durſt not raiſe my hopes to, and I remember, after he had proudly demanded it in my preſence, his diſcourſe and action witneſſed that he was ſure to obtain it; that Princeſs, which I believ'd incapable of ſo black a diſſimulation, cunningly cover'd her deſign to favour him, and ſince made no difficulty to bely the appearances that deceiv'd me, and diſplay to every <hi>Roman</hi> eye the advantages ſhe gave him to the prejudice of my hopes: After ſo cruel a diſgrace, one ſlight complaint, and that too ſweetned with reſpect, a complaint which the Gods never forbad us in our leaſt afflictions, has drawn upon me the indignation of that ſpirit, which (had it not been chang'd) would eaſily have pardon'd the effect of ſo juſt a reſentment. Nor would ſhe have put ſo much gall of contempt and cruelty in her words, if ſhe had not deſign'd this life (which I have intirely given her) for a Sacrifice to deſpair; and oh that her ſelf would offer it! or at leaſt behold the deplorable end of a life which I will preſerve no longer, ſince it has diſpleaſed, and is grown indifferent to her. At afflictions of this ſtamp, my deareſt friend, you do but throw away the fruit of your generoſity; and this effect of friendſhip which your admirable vertue has forc'd from you in my favour, is now laviſh'd in vain, ſince my preſent condition will neither permit me to receive nor requite it.</q>
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               <p>The Prince (who thus let himſelf be carried down the impetuous ſtream of his paſſion) would doubtleſs have inlarged his complaint, if <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who judg'd a diſcourſe ſo vehe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, might prove a dangerous foe to his health, had not interrupted him.</p>
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                  <q>I do not ſeek to oppoſe your reſentments, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> and I am well enough acquainted
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with the cauſe that afflicts you, to excuſe the effects, but I could have wiſh'd you had made a clearer diſcovery before you leap'd the precipice to theſe extremities. I know I can quickly learn the truth, and when you have no further cauſe to doubt of your good or ill fortune, we ſhall ſee what behaviour will beſt become you; 'tis too late this night to ſee the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi>
                  </q> but to morrow I will not fail to viſit her, and as cunning as ſhe is, I dare pawn my promiſe ſhe ſhall find a hard task to hide her inclinations from my <q>know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge;</q> in the mean time for my ſake diſpoſe your ſelf to reſt, and oblige my endeavours to redeem you from this ſad condition, with the auſpicious hope of a happy ſucceſs.</p>
               <p>My Maſter was ſo deeply buried in grief, as he ſlighted the officious cares of his friend, and earneſtly oppoſed his deſign to labour his repoſe, proteſting; if his life were indifferent to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he would never try the ſtrength of his own, nor others induſtry to preſerve it: but <hi>Marcellus,</hi> having ſtaid ſome time with him, made a diſcreet uſe of it in inſinuating ſuch preſſing reaſons, as if he did not pacifie his ſpirit, at leaſt he diſpoſed it, to expect the event of his intended diſcourſe with <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> When <hi>Marcellus</hi> was gon, my Maſter waſted the reſt of the night with nothing but ſighs and ſobs, accompanied with disjoynted ſpeeches: and though his feaver was very intenſe, he would not ſuffer us to call a <hi>Phyſitian,</hi> nor em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ploy any remedies to reſcue his health, which himſelf had abandon'd.</p>
               <p>The next day, ſo ſoon as the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> might civilly be ſeen, the officious <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> went to her lodging, and found her in the ſame angry mood that poſſeſt her the day before, nevertheleſs ſhe receiv'd him with all the civility was due to his condition, to the merit of his perſon, and the particular eſteem ſhe had always born him; ſhe had then no other company with her but one Maid, whom ſhe peculiarly truſted, which offer'd him opportunity to entertain her with liberty enough, and taking a hint from the ſadneſs that over-ſpread her viſage, to fall upon his deſign; <q>If I did not highly value your quiet, <hi>ſaid he,</hi>
                  </q> I would borrow ſome comfort from the encounter of a perſon, that appears as Male-content as my ſelf, but I will always importune the Gods to preſerve you from ſuch afflictions as I endure.</p>
               <p>Though the Princeſs ſuſpected his drift, yet ſhe was not willing to croſs it, and feign<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſome amazement at his words; <q>If I knew you had a juſt cauſe for any inward an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guiſh, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> I ever eſteem'd you at the price of taking my ſhare in your afflictions; but I cannot think you have now any reaſon to find fault with your fortune.</q> 
                  <q>Yes, I have great cauſe to complain of her, <hi>reply'd Marcellus,</hi> and if reſpect would permit me, would ſay, of you too, ſince you have both joyn'd to deſtroy me, the moſt generous, and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fecteſt friend that ever breath'd; the infortunate <hi>Coriolanus</hi> dies, and I cannot compre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hend for what offence you have doom'd him; ſure you can neither doubt the grandeur of his love nor reſpect, and for the qualities of his perſon, they are ſo known to all the world, that 'tis not likely you alone ſhould ignore them; I would ſay more, (and if you pleaſe, you may ſafely give me leave) that you have formerly eſteem'd him, and time is not two days older, ſince he had cauſe to be proud of his fortune; but the ſpace of one night has ruined him, and then, when he was leaſt prepared for ſo cruel a revolution, he hath ſeen with his own eyes the indubitable marks of his diſaſter, and received from anothers mouth, that brought him your intentions, the fatal ſentence you pronounced againſt him;</q> yet he does not murmur at you, nor complain of his Deſtiny, ſince he al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways laid it at your feet, but if an innocent may have leave—</p>
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                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> would have gone on, when the Princeſs (who had liſtened with impatience) haſtily interrupted him; <q>'Tis enough <hi>Marcellus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> I apprehend all you would ſay for your friend, and poſſible I ſhould not ſo long have ſuffered the ſame diſcourſe from another perſon: I am neither ignorant of his birth, nor the qualities of his per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, and till now I wanted cauſe to complain of his affection or reſpect? but ſince he has begun to quit it, and believes he may lawfully take commiſſion from my ſoftneſs, for his pretence to the command of my actions, he ought not to think it ſtrange if I deſire to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>abuſe him, and let him know, that I will never reſign that power either to him or any perſon living. See what a Letter he hath ſent me, <hi>(continued ſhe, taking up my Maſters Letter, which lay open upon the Table)</hi> conſider the terms, and judge if you pleaſe whether it holds a proportion with that reſpect, for which you would fain recommend him.</q>
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                  <q>When he wrote the Letter, <hi>reply'd the diſcreet Marcellus,</hi> he deemed himſelf already loſt to your thoughts, for he had ſeen <hi>Tiberius</hi> vapour it with the badge of a happineſs which could never be built but upon his ruine, and at the knowledge of ſo viſible and ſo publick an infelicity, would you have him do leſs than put in his complaint, which me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thinks he has done too with moderation enough.</q> 
                  <q>Had he made uſe, <hi>reply'd the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs,</hi> of that moderation and reſpect you talk of, he ſhould doubtleſs have received a
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full ſatisfaction, for as his misfortune had no other foundation but his own opinion, ſo that once confuted, he would have been reſtored to the Eſtate, of which he believed him ſelf unjuſtly deprived: but inſtead of repairing to me with a due reſpect for my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruction of the truth, he writes to me in an imperious ſtile, upbraids me with promiſes made him, and favours given to <hi>Tiberius,</hi> in terms full of pride and inſolence; do you think he did not owe me the deference, at leaſt to inform himſelf calmly of the truth, before he flew into reproaches ſo audaciouſly againſt a Princeſs, to whom by his own confeſſion, he had given ſome power in his breaſt, and to whom his Choller would have been very indifferent, if ſhe had not formerly allowed him ſome favours, which he has unworthi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly abuſed?</q>
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                  <q>I confeſs, <hi>anſwered Marcellus,</hi> he was a little inconſiderate, yet it is true too, that thoſe paſſions are faint and feeble, that in ſuch a trial are compatible with that cold diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretion you expected from him, and I ſhould not have believed <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had loved with ardour, if after the knowledge of this diſaſter, founded upon ſo clear an appearance, he he had ſtill kept his reaſon in her Throne.</q> 
                  <q>He ought to have underſtood me better, <hi>ſaid Cleopatra haſtily,</hi> and rather have given his own eyes the lye, than admitted an opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion, and taken the boldneſs to declare it too, that has mortally offended me: he ſhould have left me the liberty of my own actions, if it be true that he has given me the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand of his; and had he called to mind how I have led my life, it would have check'd his haſty belief, that I had any right to theſe reproaches. I ſhould not, then, have refuſed to juſtifie my ſelf to him; as I will now to you, not for the ſatisfaction of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> but <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and to ſtop the courſe of your opinion, leaſt it ſhould condemn me of more kindneſs to <hi>Tiberius</hi> than I am guilty of. Know then he had not that Scarf of me, that helped to deck his <hi>Parade</hi> at the publick Sports, but received it from the Empreſs his Mother, who yeſterday came into my Chamber when I was dreſſing, and finding it lay upon the Table, ſhe fell a commending the Work, and begged it of me; I could not tell how to refuſe ſuch a toy, to a perſon of whoſe bounty I held all that I had, and I ſhould not have denyed it, though my ſuſpicion had foreſeen the requeſt was deſign'd with ſo little Decorum to her dignity; but concealing her intention, ſhe carried it her ſelf out of my Chamber, and doubtleſs gave it to her Son, who I am confident had obliged her to ask it: but when I ſaw it at the Solemnities appear upon his ſhoulder, I wanted not much of being as mad as <hi>Coriolanus</hi> himſelf; nor could I ſince recover ſuch a temper, as I durſt truſt my ſelf withal, to viſit the Empreſs, for fear the couzenage would have urged my reſentments to some unbecoming language. Thus <hi>Marcellus,</hi> have I given you the naked truth, and ſhould not have ſcrupled the ſame to <hi>Coriolanus:</hi> had he not forgot to give me my due, and by this indiſcreet behaviour redoubled my vexation.</q>
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                  <q>While <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſpoke in this manner, and <hi>Marcellus</hi> (raviſhed with joy in his friends behalf) heard her with a greedy attention, <hi>Tiberius</hi> entered the Chamber; and as if the Gods had then voted the concluſion of this adventure, he ſtill wore the ſame ſcarf upon his Arme, that had cauſ'd ſo much diſorder, which he was reſolved to carry there, as long as it would hold the faſtening.</q>
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                  <q>The Princeſs no ſooner ſpyed him, but the object awaked her anger, which <hi>Marcellus</hi> ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſily conſtru'd by the comment of a bluſh, that haſtily overflowed her checks; nor could his impatience do leſs than change his colour at the fight of thoſe ſpoiles, in a Rivals poſſeſſion, which had coſt his friend ſo much anguiſh.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> had no ſooner taken a ſeat, and diſpoſed himſelf to enter into diſcourſe, when the impatient Princeſs (no longer able to keep her paſſion under hatches) regarding him with eyes that expreſſed the contents of her meaning; <hi>Tiberius ſaid ſhe, intercepting the firſt word he uttered,</hi> I take it very ill you ſhould carry that about you by the Artifice and Authority of a perſon who has power over me, which you could not obtain by your own credit; and it was with a moſt ſenſible diſpleaſure that I ſaw you make your publick Parade, with a thing, which no conſideration ſhould ever have bent me to grant you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> was deeply ſurprized at this Diſcourſe, and much aſhamed it ſhould happen in the preſence of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whoſe affection, he knew, had knit him to <hi>Coriolanus</hi> intereſt; yet his natural confidence quickly re-aſſured him, and indevouring to chain up his reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, that his reſpect to the Princeſs might ſtill be at liberty: I did not believe, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> we could have ſin'd in following the ſtreame of our Fortune and Glory, even the ſame way you have condemned; but my deſires ſhould have choſen another path, had I thought this would have led me to your diſpleaſure; but ſince my unhappineſs hath con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducted me thither, I am ready to render as great a reparation of the fault as you can claim of my obedience. All<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> I demand, <hi>replyed Cleopatra,</hi> is, you would preſently re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtore my Scarf, and ſuffer me no longer to languiſh in diſpleaſure, when it is in your
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power to free me:</q> 
                  <q>You gave it to a perſon, <hi>anſwer'd Tiberius,</hi> from whom I thought you would not have reſumed it in this manner; and ſince you know I had it of the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs, I hope you will not ordain me to put it into any other hands than hers:</q> 
                  <q>When I gave it the Empreſs, <hi>added Cleopatra,</hi> I believed it was intended for her ſelf, and not you, and when ſhe ſhall deſire it again for her ſervice, I will be ready to render it again for her ſervice, I will be ready to render it with all the reſpect I owe her:</q> 
                  <q>Methinks you ſhould not place it among my offences, <hi>ſaid Tiberius,</hi> if I ſtrive to preſerve what came from ſo bleſſed a place, and ſo good a hand, nor think it ſtrange that I rather chuſe to abandon my life, than a gem that I prize above it, of which you have no right to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prive me, ſince I hold it not of your hounty.</q>
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                  <q>You had never received it of the Empreſs, <hi>anſwered the Princeſs,</hi> had you given her the leaſt hint, how I was like to reliſh the diſpoſal, for I know ſhe has too much Noble<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, to prejudice a Princeſs for your ſatisfaction that honours her as ſhe ought: but ſince you have deceived her as well as me, if you pleaſe you may tender it, or take it ill if I in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treat you to ſee me no more.</q>
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                  <hi>Tiberius</hi> was ſtruck with a deep aſtoniſhment at theſe laſt words, and at the inflexibi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity of the Princeſs, of which his hopes had promis'd him the victory, but diſſembling his trouble as well as he was able: <q>You treat me extreamly ill, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> in reducing my choice to two evils, the leaſt of which is as cruel as death it ſelf but if your reſolves ſtand firm, to enforce my election, I had rather reſign what the Empreſs has given me, than forfeit your ſight for ever:</q> 
                  <q>You will do me a pleaſure, <hi>reply'd the Princeſs,</hi> and whether you call it a preſent or a reſtitution, I ſhall receive it at your hands as a ſovereign remedy for my repoſe;</q> 
                  <q>'Tis poſſibly anothers intereſt as well as yours, <hi>ſaid Tiberius in choler,</hi> that thus carries you againſt your diſpoſition to do me violence, but I obey you, continued he, <hi>(taking off the Scarf and throwing it upon the Tabe)</hi> becauſe I know no Law to diſpenſe with my repugnance, yet you may pleaſe to remember, that I am the only man intereſſed in this harſh uſage, and I have right to complain to the Empreſs of the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juſtice is done me.</q>
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               <p>At theſe words he flung out of the Chamber ſo tranſported with choler, as it ſcarce left him reaſon enough to guide his footſteps. Never did diſcourſe pleaſe <hi>Marcellus</hi> better than this laſt, at which he was preſent, he could only have wiſh'd for the more entire ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction of his friend, that he had been ambuſh'd in ſome ſecret place, to have diſcover'd the confuſion of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and ſeen himſelf reveng'd for the tortures he had made him ſuffer; he could not conceal his joy from the Princeſs, and as ſoon as <hi>Tiberius</hi> was gone, he prepar'd to expreſs it, when turning her ſelf towards him, and preventing his words; <q>Think not, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> I have taken back my Scarf to pleaſe <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> for I could do no leſs in behalf of mine own repute, and your friend has not managed that credit ſo well which he preſum'd he had with me, that I could ſtrain my cares to complaiſance for his content.</q> 
                  <q>Ah! Madam, <hi>reply'd my Maſters excellent friend,</hi> what a vaſt difference is there, (if I may adventure to ſay ſo) betwixt your words and thoughts, and how ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſily your own knowledge may ſave me the labour of repreſenting the Innocence of poor <hi>Coriolanus;</hi> he has committed an over-ſight, which (if rightly examin'd) few men can boaſt they have not fallen into the ſame failing, and for it receiv'd a puniſhment which has re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duc'd him to the extreams of his life. I left him in an eſtate which doubtleſs will plead pity enough to overthrow all the reſentments your Paſſion can arm againſt him, but in ſuch an eſtate as bids me fear that the aſſiſtance which my hopes promiſe from your goodneſs, will arrive too late for his recovery.</q>
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                  <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who truly lov'd my Maſter, grew tender at this diſcourſe, which <hi>Marcellus</hi> underſtood from her aſpect, yet deſirous to diſſemble it: <q>Come I know your friend, <hi>ſaid ſhe, with a forced ſmile,</hi> cannot be ſo ſick as you would make him;</q> 
                  <q>He is fallen ſo low <hi>(anſwer'd</hi> Marcellus, <hi>with a ſadder gravity than his looks had yet expreſt)</hi> as I fear his life is in the hands of a mercileſs danger: and though I know it is in your power to ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply the remedy, yet I doubt it will not come time enough to heal the wounds you have given him.</q>
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               <p>He brought forth theſe words with ſo ſerious an Emphaſis, as the Princeſs convinc'd of the truth, and knowing by divers marks to what extreams my Maſters paſſion was ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable to carry him, ſhe ſuffer'd his danger to ſoften her heart, and turning towards <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> with a gentle look, <q>My quarrel to <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> is of no ſuch nature, to call his life in queſtion, or provoke me to refuſe him a remedy, if it may be found within my power, and apply'd with the ſafety of my honour.</q>
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               <p>At theſe words <hi>Marcellus</hi> fell upon his knee before the Princeſs, and redoubling the force of his reaſons, the length of which perſwades me to leave them out, at laſt he vanquiſh'd
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her, and wrought ſo powerfully, as he diſpos'd her to write him a Letter, which, if I miſtake not, ſpoke in theſe terms.</p>
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                        <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra <hi>to Prince</hi> Coriolanus.</head>
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                           <hi>MArcellus</hi> who has endeavoured to excuſe you, will juſtifie me to you, and witneſs there is more innocence on my ſide than yours, yet I do not cheriſh ſuch impla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cable reſentments againſt you, as not to deſire the return of your health; make haſte to be well then as ſoon as poſſible, and your recovery ſhall give me as much joy, as your im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patience did diſpleaſure.</q>
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                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> having obtain'd this Letter for my Maſter, was deſirous to take yet a greater ſtrain for his ſatisfaction, and aſſay'd by the moſt preſſing arguments his reaſon could urge, to gain him the Scarf which the Princeſs had taken from <hi>Tiberius;</hi> but he found it im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſible to prevail, as well upon the averſion that high ſpirit cheriſh'd to the grant of ſuch favours, as the fear ſhe had wiſely entertain'd of giving cauſe of complaint to <hi>Tiberius,</hi> which might kindle a quarrel betwixt the two Princes.</p>
               <p>In the mean time it fell out that <hi>Marcellus</hi> had ſpoken truer of my Maſters malady than he believed, for the torments that he infflicted upon himſelf that night, had enrag'd his Feaver to ſuch a height, as the next day it manifeſtly threatned his life, yet he perſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered (notwithſtanding the earneſt entreaty of his friends) in a reſolution to refuſe all remedies, and the opinion he had of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s inconſtancy, had made ſo cruel an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion in his ſpirit, as he ſought after nought but death, and certainly had ſoon found it, it <hi>Marcellus</hi> had not ſeaſonably arrived with the remedies that were requiſite for his cure; ſo ſoon as he approached his bed whence the other viſitants were then with-drawn: <q>Riſe <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid he,</hi> you muſt be no longer ſick, after I have told the news I bring you; at theſe words of <hi>Marcellus, Coriolanus</hi> turned his head that way, and regarding him with a languiſhing look;</q> 
                  <q>Ah! <hi>Marcellus, ſaid he,</hi> what pleaſure do you take to ſport with miſery?</q> 
                  <q>If you call it ſport <hi>(reply'd Marcellus, ſitting down upon his bed)</hi> I believe you will not think the game unpleaſant, and, before we part I hope to have better entertainment of your face than it now affords me; all you have to do is to get up as faſt as you can, and go and ask <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Pardon for the offence you commit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, or rather to pay your thanks to her goodneſs that has ſo eaſily remitted an injury that merited a longer penance.</q>
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               <p>My Maſter liſtened to this language in a ſuſpence betwixt joy and diffidence, but <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> no longer willing to detain his happineſs wrapt in uncertainty, after he had prepared his attention, began to relate what befel him with <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and repeated word for word all the Diſcourſe he had with her; My Maſter abandon'd himſelf to a painful joy when he learned that <hi>Tiberius</hi> received not the favour from <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> but when the ſequel told him of his unluckly adventure, with the rigorous treatment he receiv'd from the Princeſs, it ſeiz'd his ſoul with a raviſhment too deep to be put into words: but ſuddenly returning from theſe tranſports to converſe with ſome diſtruſtful thoughts that inſinuated, there was more deſign than truth in <hi>Marcellus</hi> words, on purpoſe to reconcile him to the care of his own health, he intreated him with a ſerious look not to abuſe his credulity, nor raiſe him with <hi>Romantick</hi> hopes to an eſtate from whence a relapſe would threaten more danger than the former malady: <q>What proofs would you ask, <hi>ſaid Marcellus,</hi> to avouch this truth? I would have a confirmation,</q> 
                  <hi>replyed my Maſter,</hi> under <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s hand; <q>You ſhall have it then, <hi>ſaid Marcellus,</hi> and no longer willing to defer his contentment, he delivered him <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Letter,</q> at the ſight of which, with the knowledge of the <hi>Character</hi> and the reading of the words, my Maſter had like to have loſt his Senſes, and by an exceſs of joy, which he was not able to contain, he ſtaid a long time motionleſs and mute, as if he had been dazled with his happineſs.</p>
               <p>When he came again to himſelf, he firſt ſtretched out his arms. and greedily ſeized upon <hi>Marcellus,</hi> elegantly expreſſing his reſentments in the humble language of embraces, from theſe his joy ſucceeds to words, wherewith he confirm'd it in a diſcourſe ſo paſſionate, as it drew tears from <hi>Marcellus</hi> eyes, it would make my ſtory tedious to repeat the whole Dialogue of kindneſs betwixt them. In fine, by the vertue of this delicious remedy his mind was perfectly cur'd, but his body was not ſo, and the <hi>Phyſitians</hi> that were called preſently after, judged that the extremity of his joy had redoubled his Feavour; yet we were encouraged to hope the beſt, by my <hi>Maſters</hi> ready diſpoſition to ſuffer the Medicines were preſcribed him; in effect he reſigned himſelf up to their diſpoſal that took care of his recovery, but his body could not take example by his mind, for his Malady viſibly in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creaſing,
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in a ſhort time it menaced much danger, the Prince having now no farther cauſe to hate his life, did all that he was able to gain a recovery, and reſtore himſelf to a condition of viſiting his Princeſs; but his will found little obedience in his body, for the violence of his grief, to which he had given himſelf up a willing prey, had contaminated all his blood, and his Feaver grew at laſt to ſuch a height, as the <hi>Phyſitians</hi> with a common conſent, expreſſed more feare than hope of his recovery.</p>
               <p>All the Perſons of quality in <hi>Rome</hi> intereſſed themſelves in this Princes diſaſter, the <hi>Emperor</hi> himſelf came often to ſee him, and of the Principal Countiers, there was not a man but <hi>Tiberius</hi> (who had the ſting of his laſt affront ſtill ſticking in his memory) that did not render him a viſit: <hi>Marcellus</hi> (who never ſtirred from his pillow, and did him all the offices could be hoped from a moſt affectionate brother) was exceſſively afflicted at it, and the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> (what ever violence ſhe did upon her ſelf to keep her griefs at home) could not totally hide the diſpleaſure ſhe reſented: this was firſt betrayed to my Maſter by a letter ſhe ſent him two days after the former, in which (after he had opened it with a trembling feeble hand) with much pain he read theſe words.</p>
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                        <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra <hi>to Prince</hi> Coriolanus.</head>
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                        <q>I Would not have hoped ſo little obedience from you, and I thought I had well enough expreſt my deſires of your care to engage yours upon the ſame ſcore; if you have any deſign to pleaſe me, endeavour your recovery, 'tis the greateſt proof I demand of your affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction, and the moſt agreeable news I can receive for my own repoſe.</q> Theſe words had alone been capable to reſtore his health, if the clear contentment of his ſpirit could have ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vanced it; a thouſand times did he kiſs that agreeable command, and obeyed it with all the induſtry our wiſhes could ask; but the diſeaſe had taken too deep a root, and from thence force enough to go on in its courſe in ſpight of all the care we took to arreſt it.</p>
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               <p>The poor Prince deſired nothing with ſo much ardour as the ſight of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and the Princeſs made no ſcruple in that extreamity, to avow before <hi>Marcellus</hi> and my ſelf, the affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction ſhe bare him, profeſſed an equal deſire to ſee him, and waited for nothing but the means to do it with <hi>Decorum.</hi>
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               <p>She durſt not adventure to make the viſit by her ſelf, and the Empreſs (whom ſhe would have accompani'd had ſhe done him that favour) preſerving ſome reſentment a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt him, in behalf of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> was contented to underſtand his condition by the return of her meſſages, at laſt <hi>Marcellus</hi> advis'd her to go with the Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> who had been once already with him, and he knew would not be ſorry to meet an occaſion of rendring that teſt of her amity to <hi>Coriolanus:</hi> the children of <hi>Antony</hi> reſpected <hi>Octavia</hi> as their Mother, and ſhe them with ſuch a tenderneſs as fell not ſhort of a Parents Indulgence: and though the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> liv'd at Court with the Empreſs, yet even by her injunction ſhe daily viſited <hi>Octavia,</hi> ever remembring to pay a ſubmiſſive reverence to her perſon.</p>
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                  <hi>Octavia</hi> was acquainted with my Maſters paſſion. which ſhe did not diſapprove, and her Son <hi>Marcellus</hi> no ſooner mention'd his deſire of her tendring that office to his friend, but ſhe readily undertook it, and the next viſit <hi>Cleopatra</hi> made, ſhe intreated her company to go ſee the Prince of <hi>Mauritania:</hi> The Princeſs, who knew ſhe might go any way with her, as her Mother, without the leaſt fear of blame, ſince the high reputation of her vertue, and the rank ſhe held as the Siſter of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and widow of <hi>Antony</hi> might authorize all the viſits ſhe made in her company, obey'd her without repugnance. <hi>Marcellus</hi> by a pre-intelli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence, diſpos'd my Maſter to expect this happineſs for feare the ſurpriſal of an immoderate joy ſhould work the ſame effects it had formerly done, to the prejudice of his health, yet my Maſter had a hard task with all the effects he could make to contain himſelf, and he no ſooner ſaw the Princeſs enter the Chamber, but the ſight had like to have made a Rape up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on his ſenſe; <hi>Octavia</hi> came firſt to the beds ſide, after ſome words full of <hi>ſweetneſs</hi> and <hi>Maje<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſty,</hi> which was as natural to her as beams to the <hi>Sun,</hi> proteſting the diſpleaſure ſhe took at the continuance of his <hi>malady,</hi> ſhe was contented her Son, who had feigned a pretence to ſpeak with her, ſhould lead her to the window, leaving the Princeſs alone with him by the beds ſide, and the Maids of her Train at the other end of the Chamber; though <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had prepar'd her ſelf to ſee him in that eſtate, yet ſhe could not ſee him there, and hide her bluſhes, and ſhe had much a do to make her ſelf <hi>miſtris</hi> of that ſcrupulous nicety that taught her to Criticize too ſeverely upon that action: however ſhe ſate her down upon the Chair <hi>Octavia</hi> had quitted, while the Prince, whoſe confuſion had rob'd him of the ſtrength and confidence to open his mouth, ſtrive to expreſs himſelf at the eyes, with regards though wholly languiſhing, yet full of fire; <hi>Cleopatra</hi> advancing her head towards his, that ſhe
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might not be heard by thoſe on the other ſide the Chamber; <q>
                     <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> I have reaſon to complain of you, and if you truly lov'd me, you would cheriſh more care to improve the intereſt I take in your recovery; you were told of this by my letters, and I have vanquiſh'd ſome ſcruples, which I would not have combated upon a feeble conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration, to come and confirm it to you with my own mouth, yet I find you ſtill in a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition that ſhews me no proofs of the power I have in you,</q> The <hi>Prince,</hi> daunted as he was, took courage from theſe ſweet words, and ſending ſome looks before his language that ſpoke more paſſion than the former: <q>You have reaſon, Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to condemn the eſtate wherein you find me, ſince inſtead of ſeeing me in this unbecoming poſture, ſo diſproportion'd to the reſpect I owe you, I ſhould be proſtrate at your feet, asking pardon for the offence I committed; this repugnant <hi>body</hi> to your commands, has ſuffered for its <hi>diſobedience,</hi> nor has my <hi>Soul</hi> ſcap'd with a milder puniſhment, but neither one nor the other would ever have been capable of expiating the crime, if your excellent na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture had not aſſiſted their impuiſſance. Speak no more, <hi>reply'd the Princeſs,</hi> (not wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling he ſhould ſtrain his ſpirits with too long a diſcourſe) ſpeak no more of an error which I have remitted; indeed your eaſie belief engag'd you to ſome precipitation, but you have ſuffer'd more for it than I ſhould have <hi>doom'd</hi> you to, and if I ſtill retain any pique againſt you, 'tis becauſe you ſtruggle too faintly for your health, which is very dear to me, and which I recommend to your care; for my ſake exile all thoughts that may afflict you, and believe it, I ſhall never be ſatisfied till your mind and body are both recovered: I am ſo confounded Madam, <hi>anſwered my Maſter,</hi> with the favours you heap upon me, receiving from your mouth the confirmation of your goodneſs, in a place ſo unworthy to receive you, and where I have ſo little cauſe to expect the grace you have done me, as I cannot regret the loſs of that life which is now about to abandon me, but for fear it ſhould fail me before—Stay, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs, interrupting him,</hi> you muſt not now think of dying, while I hold your life at the ſame price with mine own, I will have you vanquiſh your malady, I ſay I will by the authority I have over you, and the intelligence I give you, that you cannot neglect your life, without indangering mine.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The <hi>Princeſs</hi> put her hand before her face to cover a bluſh, which got up thither at the alarm of theſe words, nevertheleſs, to confirm them to <hi>Coriolanus</hi> by favours that yet ſhe had not granted, ſhe let the other fall upon his cheek, which the Prince taking in his feeble hand, carry'd to his mouth, and with all the ſtrength was left him, preſt it with an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>credible raviſhment.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Princeſs</hi> who felt it extreamly hot, and therefore fear'd the continuance of this paſſionate Diſcourſe might do him harm, grew willing to withdraw, and after ſhe had gently retir'd her hand; <q>I leave you, <hi>ſaith ſhe,</hi> riſing from her ſeat, for fear of doing my ſelf any injury in what I demand, remember to obey me, if you deſire I ſhould love you;</q> at this laſt word more confuſed than before, ſhe had not the confidence to behold him longer, but turning to <hi>Octavia</hi> and <hi>Marcellus,</hi> ſhe told them a farther ſtay might do <hi>Corio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lanus</hi> an injury, and ſo preſently oblig'd them to quit the Chamber.</p>
               <p>I know not whether I may aſcribe my <hi>Maſters</hi> cure to that viſit, or whether the diſeaſe was then come to a <hi>Criſis,</hi> whatever it was, the next morning his Feaver was much a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bated, not many days after it wholly left him, and in a few others, he had gotten ſtrength enough to quit his Chamber, viſit <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and render his thanks as he ought for the favours ſhe had done him; I have doubtleſs given you this relation in too large a ſtamp, there being ſtill ſo many great things that deſerve a mention in my <hi>Maſters</hi> ſtory, as I ought to have paſs'd by thoſe with a ſlighter touch that were of leſs importance; but I ſtaid upon this diſcourſe the rather, becauſe I knew it would draw you <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſition more lively, than a recital of greater adventures, and by theſe petty marks I have given, you may eaſily judge that her ſpirit is lofty and imperious, but her nature generous and full of nobleneſs.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the <hi>Empreſs,</hi> by the complaints <hi>Tiberius</hi> had made of an unkindneſs in which her ſelf appeared intereſſed, grew highly incenſed at <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and probably that act might have coſt her her lodgings at Court, if <hi>Marcellus</hi> (who above the reſt of man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kind was dear unto the <hi>Emperour)</hi> had not employ'd all the credit he had with him in her favour.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Caeſar</hi> to oblige his Nephew, and ſerve the <hi>Princeſs</hi> whom he highly eſteem'd, would needs have the <hi>Empreſs</hi> turn that pretended <hi>affront</hi> into Raillery, and ſo the Princeſs eſcap'd with enduring a petty reproof, and ſome ſullen looks, that laſted but a while from the <hi>Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs,</hi> who is very dexterous, cunning, and complaiſant in her compliance with the Emper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ors humours, but ſhe could not ſo eaſily diſguiſe her reſentments againſt my Maſter, and thoſe of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> much more violent than hers, did then give a root to that hatred, which
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has ſince produced ſuch grand effects, but as he was the greateſt diſſembler among men, the knowledge he had of my <hi>Maſters</hi> courage, and <hi>Marcellus</hi> his credit, who had openly eſpous'd his party, taught him to cloud the greateſt part of it, and attend till fortune offered him an occaſion, to let it break out at the beſt advantage.</p>
               <p>For a while he forbore the <hi>Princeſs,</hi> proteſting he would never ſee her more, and the <hi>Empreſs</hi> her ſelf who ſtudied harder for the eſtabliſhment: of his fortune, than the ſucceſs of his love, labour'd to confirm him in that reſolution; but it could not long hold out a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt his paſſion, and the choller he conceiv'd againſt <hi>Cleopatra</hi> being diſſipated, or at leaſt over-powred by a ſtronger paſſion, he return'd to her more ſubmiſſive than formerly, and flex'd himſelf to her ſervice with greater aſſiduity than ever: tis true he did a little change his faſhion of life with her, and diſcovering by the laſt encounter that her ſpirit was too high and abſolute to be eaſily managed, he reſolved to ſeek his advantages no more by ſo haughty a carriage, and diligently endeavouring to bring himſelf in credit by an artificial humility, there was never any part of ſubtil and ſupple inſinuation acted, that he did not perſonate before her.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Princeſs</hi> to whom beſides theſe ſubmiſſions, the greatneſs of his birth and the power of his Mother, ſtrove to render him conſiderable, was conſtrained to ſuffer his reſearch, and re-admit him with as ſmooth a brow, as ſhe had done formerly; in the mean time, ſhe managed both his and my Maſters ſpirit ſo diſcreetly, and ſo judiciouſly ſwayed the autho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity ſhe had over them, as the fear to diſpleaſe her, dayly enforced them to ſhut their eyes upon ſeveral paſſages, that elſe would ſoon have kindled a quarrel, that being the only bri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dle that often kept their hatred from coming to extreams, repreſſing their reſentments with ſo abſolute an Empire, as they neither durſt make any ſhew or noiſe: My Maſter had leſs cauſe than <hi>Tiberius,</hi> upon whom he had then a great advantage: but it was known to none but himſelf and <hi>Marcellus,</hi> for before the reſt of the world, the Princeſs governed her ſelf ſo prudently, as it would have poſed the cleareſt eye to penetrate her intentions; then began Fortune to raiſe her ſtroms againſt my Maſter, which my relation muſt interweave with <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s <hi>adventures;</hi> for there is ſo much connexion betwixt his and my <hi>Princes,</hi> as one of their lives cannot be faithfully recounted without reciting a part of the others.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whoſe policy, firſt chain'd him to the ſervice of <hi>Julia,</hi> grew inſenſibly faſte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned by inclinations; and indeed that <hi>Princeſs</hi> was armed with an ability ſtrong enough to ſubdue the moſt diſobedient ſpirits to Loves dominion; the diſpoſition of <hi>Marcellus</hi> was ſweet, ingenious, and ſuſceptible of impreſſions, and he no ſooner got the conſent of his own heart to love <hi>Julia,</hi> but he began to find out ſuch charmes about her, as were not only capable to confirm his reſolution, but impoſe a neceſſity of progreſs, in his firſt undertook deſign; he loved, but he lov'd Sincerely, and his affection inſenſibly increaſing, grew at laſt to that height as never heart was deeper ſtruck than his; my <hi>Maſter</hi> to whom that <hi>Princeſs</hi>'s ſecrets were alwaies naked, underſtood it with a marvellous ſatisfaction, as well for joy that this new paſſion had clear'd his fears of the old, as <hi>deſires</hi> to ſee the <hi>fortunes</hi> of his <hi>Friend</hi> eſtabliſhed, by the conformity of his will with the <hi>Emperor</hi>'s who had deſigned him his <hi>daughter,</hi> and daily obſerved the proofs he gave of his <hi>affections</hi> with unſpeakable contentment; nor were they unwelcome to <hi>Julia,</hi> and that <hi>Princeſs</hi> who had been before hand with <hi>Marcellus</hi> in affection, could not now receive thoſe unfeigned oblations of his <hi>vows,</hi> without a large encreaſe of her own, yet in a while ſhe diſſembled them as well as ſhe was able, and deſirous to indear the <hi>purchaſe</hi> to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> with a little difficulty, ſhe plaid the <hi>politick Tyrant,</hi> and made him ſuffer.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> complain'd and ſigh'd away ſome time for theſe feigned rigours of <hi>Julia,</hi> but at laſt ſhe unmask'd her ſentiments, and after ſhe had received ſome months tribute of ſuffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rings and ſervices, ſhe ſhewed him her acknowledgement and affection at as full a magni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tude as he could vertuouſly deſire; nothing was refus'd him that might juſtly be demanded of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> daughter, and her confeſſions were the freer, becauſe ſhe knew the <hi>Emperor</hi> not on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly approv'd them, but that ſhe could not more dearly oblige him than in the perſon of his <hi>Ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phew;</hi> he almoſt ſpent his whole day in her company, and his life wheel'd away with as much delight as his wiſhes could fathom; for though ſome of the cheifeſt <hi>Romans,</hi> with divers <hi>Kings Sons</hi> that were brought up at <hi>Rome</hi> were his <hi>Rivals,</hi> yet they all ſubmitted to his Fortune, and paid ſo deep a reſpect both to him and the <hi>Emperor,</hi> as they durſt not ſhock his intenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons with the leaſt appearance; the <hi>Senate</hi> and <hi>People,</hi> to whom as I have already told you <hi>Marcellus</hi> was the <hi>darling</hi> and <hi>delight,</hi> were tenderly concern'd in his happineſs, and joyfully hop'd to ſee the <hi>Daughter,</hi> and <hi>Throne</hi> of their <hi>Emperor</hi> one day poſſeſt by the perſon of the World that was deareſt to them; their hopes were founded upon their likely-hoods, and doubtleſs might arrive at their aim, there being but few perſons under
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Heaven, whoſe <hi>fortunes</hi> would ſhew <hi>envy</hi> ſo faire a mark as thoſe of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> if <hi>Julia,</hi> with one of the rareſt <hi>beauties,</hi> and the moſt vivacious and ſubtill <hi>wits,</hi> had not the moſt wa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vering and inconſtant heart upon Earth; of this ſhe has given the World ſo much experi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence, as while you reſided there, you could not chuſe but meet it in many a <hi>Roman</hi> mouth; She began with a perſon, who of all the ſtock of mankind, was fartheſt from cauſe and conſent to wrong <hi>Marcellus;</hi> I confeſs he is maſter of ſo many bewitching qualities, as might well produce the ſame effects upon a conſtant heart, and by this reaſon I might poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly excuſe a part of <hi>Julia</hi>'s firſt revoltings, but they have ſince been followed by ſo many others without ground or reaſon, as all that can be alledged in her defence, is too weak to juſtifie her.</p>
               <p>My Maſter, as the deareſt friend <hi>Marcellus</hi> had, was he, that had the eaſieſt acceſs to her of all the <hi>Court,</hi> and rendring her greater reſpects for <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſake, than were due from him to the <hi>Daughter</hi> of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> it oblig'd her to requite him with an eſteem beyond all the other <hi>Princes</hi> that were educated in the <hi>Emperors Court;</hi> he daily exchang'd long Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſes with her, but talked of no other Subject but his friend, and becauſe he was acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with moſt of his thoughts, they ſtill furniſhed him with matter to entertain the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs. The love ſhe bare <hi>Marcellus,</hi> made her treat my <hi>Prince</hi> for a time in terms that were reaſonable; but at laſt ſhe ty'd her thoughts too faſt to the conſideration of his incomparable qualities, and by little and little from a particular eſteem, ſhe proceeded to good will, and from thence was inſenſibly conducted into <hi>loves territories:</hi> had not any other ſpirit but hers thus ſuffered it ſelf to be taken, her whole life would have kept it a ſecret, and ſhe might have borrowed reaſons from the <hi>grandeur</hi> of her <hi>birth,</hi> the <hi>Emperors Command</hi> and <hi>Marcellus</hi> his <hi>ſervices,</hi> puiſſant enough to do violence upon her ſelf, and ſhut it up in her breaſt for ever: but her <hi>ſoul</hi> was of another temper, and ever impatient of <hi>Conſtraint</hi> and <hi>Tyranny,</hi> nevertheleſs ſhe had yet modeſty enough to diſſemble it, though not ſo co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertly; but if ſhe betray'd not her infidelity to a publick notice, ſhe could not ſo cozen the <hi>Advertancy</hi> of <hi>intereſſed perſons. Marcellus</hi> was the firſt that percieved it, for my Maſters re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gards were ſo fixt to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> as he had much ado to allow the lighteſt reflection to any thing elſe; and finding <hi>Julia</hi>'s behaviour much colder towards him than it was accuſtomed, he often demanded the cauſe, but the <hi>promptitude</hi> and <hi>artifice</hi> of her wit never fail'd in fin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding pretences to paint the truth; ſhe was loath to break with him, knowing how highly it would diſpleaſe <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and what ſhe was to expect from his anger, beſides its poſſible her breaſt might ſtill keep ſome ſparks unquenched, that were of his kindling; but the im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion of this new image had ſo alter'd her, as if ſhe had not finiſhed the ruine of all thoſe thoughts that once held him dear, yet ſhe took no delight to ſee him, and only taſted content in the company of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>One evening <hi>Marcellus</hi> diſcourſing with her by her bed ſide, (a liberty which the high<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er powers had allowed him) and perceiving her thoughtful and melancholy; Madam, <q>
                     <hi>ſaid he,</hi> has your goodneſs given me no right to the knowledge of thoſe inquietudes that have lately diſturb'd you? have not I ſhare enough in your pains and pleaſures, to to be led unto their Fountains? I perceive you muſe, I hear your ſighs, and your face characters an unquiet mind; Is it juſt, my <hi>Divine Princeſs,</hi> if I have any title to your thoughts, I could be longer kept a ſtranger to them? and if any thing perplexes you, where will you find a comfort ſo readily, as in that perſon of the <hi>world,</hi> that does moſt participate of your Paſſion.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The earneſt ſollicitation of <hi>Marcellus</hi> awak'd <hi>Julia</hi> from her dumps, and regarding him with an Ayrie ſomething more affable; <q>Do not you know, <hi>ſaid ſhe briskly,</hi> that we cannot alwayes be of the ſame humour? and this alteration you remark in mine, may it not as well proceed from my preſent <hi>temperament,</hi> as any cauſe of affliction? I will be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve what you will have me, <hi>replyed Marcellus,</hi> but either all conjectures ſhoot very wide or elſe your <hi>temperament</hi> cannot ſo ſuddenly bring forth effects ſo contrary to your ordina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry humour.</q> 
                  <q>Your belief is at liberty, <hi>ſaid Julia,</hi> without ſo much as turning her face to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and ſince you repoſe ſo little in me, you may ſeek for that in your own conjec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures, which you cannot find in my Diſcourſe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This cold Anſwer froze the very ſoul of poor <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and beholding the <hi>Princeſs</hi> with an eye that ſent out part of his thoughts before-hand, <hi>Ah!</hi> Madam ſaid he, <hi>what have I done? by which of my actions have I merited your anger? You have done nothing to me,</hi> replyed the Princeſs, <hi>but at preſent I find you a little too preſſing, and ſince you are melancholy as well as I, pray take it not ill if I change your company for a perſons whoſe mirth may divert my ſadneſs.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>She ſpake theſe words juſt as ſhe ſaw my <hi>Maſter</hi> enter the Chamber, where he had not trod many ſteps, when riſing from <hi>Marcellus,</hi> with a face that had changed in a moment the <hi>Sence</hi> of <hi>Sadneſs</hi> into <hi>Gaiety,</hi> ſhe advanced towards <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and offering him her hand
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with a free kind of action, ſhe led him to the other end of the Chamber, and there diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſt away the Evening with him, without ſo much as a ſingle reflection upon the eſtate wherein ſhe left the griev'd <hi>Marcellus.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>That <hi>Prince</hi> was ſenſibly afflicted at her words, but cruelly galled with what he obſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved in the <hi>Sequel</hi> of her carriage, and though he was not yet poyſoned with a ſuſpicion of my <hi>Maſter,</hi> yet this unkind uſage ſtung him to the heart, and diſtruſting his own ſtrength to keep a Mask upon his grief, after he had ſtaid ſome time alone by the <hi>Princeſs</hi> bed ſide, he went out of the Chamber without engaging in any further diſcourſe. After this, <hi>Julia</hi> plaid him divers tricks of the ſame nature, which ſhew'd <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and my <hi>Maſter</hi> him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, how to level their thoughts at the truth: yet the ſuſpicion was nothing ſo ſtrong on my <hi>Princes</hi> ſide and whatever cauſe he had to think well of himſelf, he knew not how to imagine ſhe would abandon ſuch a perſon as <hi>Marcellus,</hi> for a man that loved her not, nor could he eaſily admit this belief, and it would long have been getting credit with him, if <hi>Julia,</hi> after ſhe had a thouſand times brought her thoughts into her actions, had not ſhewed them naked in the following Diſcourſe.</p>
               <p>One Evening my Maſter having waſted a part of the night in her Chamber with <hi>Agrippa, Mecenas,</hi> and divers other perſons of both <hi>Sexes;</hi> after the <hi>Princeſs</hi> had bid goodnight to the company, and all were gone, <hi>Julia</hi> caus'd <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> who was got as far as the <hi>Anti-Chamber,</hi> to be called back again, telling him ſhe had forgot to acquaint him with an affair that deſerv'd his notice. <hi>Coriolanus</hi> received this command with a due reſpect, and co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ming back into the Chamber, <hi>Julia,</hi> who was already retired to her beds ſide, beckened him thither, and cauſed him to ſit down by her, which when he had obeyed, after ſhe had dar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted ſome glances at my Maſter, capable to enflame the moſt frozen heart; <q>I know very well, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> I do now offer you violence, and that all the moments are tedious to you, that you waſt iu my company, when the <hi>Princeſs Cleopatra</hi> is not there;</q> 
                  <q>I acknowledge <hi>reply'd my Maſter,</hi> that my heart lies at that <hi>Princeſs</hi> feet, where the power of love has placed and faſten'd it, yet that entire prepoſſeſſion of my ſoul cannot ſhut up my eyes up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on what I owe to the <hi>Princeſs Julia,</hi> and the moſt preſſing and paſſionate thoughts ſhall ſuſpend their violence, while I have the honour to be near her perſon;</q> 
                  <q>This is a flatte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, <hi>anſwer'd Julia,</hi> that I cannot pardon, and I only deſire you would anſwer my queſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on without Artifice; Does Report ſpeak truth, that you are ſo enſlaved to paſſion for <hi>Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>opatra,</hi> as it has ſtruck you blind to all other objects and conſiderations, and Centered your thoughts in her ſo ſtrongly, as nothing elſe has power to remove them? Whoe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver ſpread that rumour, <hi>ſaid Coriolanus,</hi> ſpoke my thoughts as clearly as if he had been in my breaſt to Copy them, for it is moſt certain, the world has not a perſon ſo free that is more abſolutely his own, than I am the <hi>Princeſs Cleopatra</hi>'s.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>I expected this confeſſion from you, <hi>reply'd Julia,</hi> ſince it is but the ſame you have publickly avowed, and hitherto you have done it with reaſon, but, as I demand a little better ſhare in your ſecrets than another, ſo I expect you ſhould tell me truly: whether you be ſo ſtrongly chained to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> as no conſideration can untye or divert you: I know well your condition is glorious in ſerving ſo fair a Princeſs, but ſhould the will of the Gods offer you a right to greater advantages, would you ſo dote upon your former paſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on as not to open your eyes upon a fairer of Fortune.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>I cannot tell how to frame belief, replyd <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> that there can be a nobler For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune found, than what reſults from the glory of ſerving <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and could others (by the help of a greater blindneſs than mine<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> acknowledge ſuch a poſſibility, I ſhould ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver be drawn to own their thoughts, nor hatch one ſingle deſire in my whole life for a more happy condition, than to paſs it entirely at the feet of my adorable Princeſs. Ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine, <hi>ſaid Julia,</hi> you were beloved by a Princeſs equal in beauty to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitely before her in all things elſe, whoſe high birth might give her precedency of the whole <hi>Sex,</hi> and reſtore you to the ſame eſtate, which your Parents loſt, or perhaps raiſe you to another more ſublime, would you deſpiſe her for <hi>Cleopatra?</hi> I ſhould have little reaſon, <hi>anſwer'd my Maſter,</hi> to miſpriſe ſuch a perſon as you have repreſented, nor could my inſenſibility or that favour be ſtrained to a contempt; but might ſhe tempt me yet with fairer offers, they could never make me halt in my fidelity to my <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> What if <hi>Julia, added the Princeſs,</hi> (vanquiſhing the ſhame that oppos'd the liberty of her lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage) What if <hi>Julia</hi> her ſelf ſhould love you, would you diſdain her for <hi>Cleopatra?</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words at the ſame time almoſt wrought the ſame effect upon the Prince and Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, and if the confuſion ſhe took from her own words, made <hi>Julia</hi> bend her looks downwards, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was ſo abaſh'd at a diſcourſe, which indeed he had little reaſon to expect from ſuch a perſon as <hi>Julia,</hi> as it was long before he durſt raiſe his to her face. In fine, that he might not increaſe his confuſion by his ſilence: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> there is no
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need of an anſwer to his Diſcourſe, no neceſſity of declaring my ſentiments, in a reply to <hi>Raillery;</hi> But admit, <hi>ſaid Julia,</hi> what you call <hi>Raillery,</hi> ſhould prove Reality, how would you take it? and what entertainment would your breaſt give to <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s <hi>Daughter,</hi> had ſhe a mind to baniſh <hi>Antony</hi>'s from thence?</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſeeing himſelf preſs'd in that manner, was reſolved rather to take advice of his Conſcience and Vertue, than lean to a complacence which he could not approve, and after he had taken ſome moments to contrive a fit anſwer: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he at laſt,</hi> though I have little reaſon to explain my ſelf, or exchange my ſerious thoughts for mockery, yet I muſt tell you ſince you have commanded me, that ſhould that Fortune befall me you mentioned, I were the moſt unfortunate of all men; ſince I am forbidden to enjoy it, not only by the fidelity. I ow <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> but the amity I preſerve for <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who only merits, the entire affection of the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> and from whom I would not take it, though it were offered me, in the pompous dreſs of all the grandeur and felicity the Gods can beſtow.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Thus did my Maſter unlock his thoughts which touched <hi>Julia</hi> ſo ſenſibly, as it was long before ſhe could recover her ſpeech, but at laſt her anger forced a paſſage for words, and, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>garding my Mr. with a ſcornful ayre: <q>You conſtrued my Diſcourſe aright, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> when you apprehended it <hi>raillery,</hi> it was ſo <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and believe it, the affections of <hi>Julia</hi> ſhall never oblige you, to crack your amity to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> nor your <hi>Love</hi> to <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> I was only deſirous to try the temper of your heart, and now I have ſeen how well it guards the fidelity you owe your friend and Miſtreſs, it ſhall heighten my eſteem of your merits.</q>
               </p>
               <p>She brought forth theſe words with a conſtraint that my Maſter eaſily obſerved, and though ſhe ſtrove to hide it, by entring a diſcourſe upon other ſubjects, yet ſhe followed it in ſo much diſorder and confuſion, as perceiving it would ask ſome time to undiſtemper her reaſon, ſhe bad <hi>Coriolanus</hi> good night.</p>
               <p>My Maſter went away better inſtructed than he deſired in <hi>Julia</hi>'s inclinations, and though by her laſt words, which deſpight had utter'd, ſhe ſeem'd to retract what before ſhe had too eaſily offered, yet he was not ſo ignorant as not to diſcover the truth: he ſince did me the honour to tell me, that he never reſented any thing in his life with ſo much anxie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, ſadly reflecting upon his own impuiſſance to ſatisfie the Princeſs deſires, but much more upon <hi>Marcellus</hi> intereſts, whom he now perceived ſo lightly forſaken, and foreſaw how cruelly he was us'd by <hi>Julia</hi>'s <hi>lenity;</hi> nevertheleſs he was unwilling to acquaint his friend with this unwelcome news, and there reſolved to ſtay till <hi>Julia</hi>'s humour ſhould change, or <hi>Marcellus</hi> learn it from ſome other mouth; nor would his diſcretion give him leave to let <hi>Cleopatra</hi> know of it, as well to conceal the ſhame of <hi>Caeſars Daughter</hi> and his friends <hi>Miſtreſs,</hi> as to forbear a Diſcourſe that might betray the leaſt appearance of vanity.</p>
               <p>In the mean time he carefully fled all occaſions of meeting <hi>Julia</hi> alone, and that Princeſs perceived it with a deſpight that might well have baniſht him her breaſt, had her power been proportioned to her anger; but ſhe had force enough to hide her flames for a time, and treat my Maſter with a more reſerved carriage than was uſual: however he abated her no reſpect, but ſtill paid her his Civilities in as ſpecious a manner as her quality could challenge, only he was careful to eſcape both her entertainment and her ſight, when the place was void of witneſs.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Julia</hi> for a time feigned her ſelf very well ſatisfied, and meeting him one day in a Galle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry that belonged to <hi>Livia</hi>'s Lodgings, notwithſtanding he was accompanied with two or three of his friends <q>
                     <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid ſhe, paſſing by him,</hi> there is ſeldome<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>ſafety in pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumption, you lately paſſed a ſerious conſtruction upon what was meant in Jeſt, pray diſabuſe your ſelf,</q> and be not ſo lightly ſeduced by an erroneous opinion: My Maſter would have replyed, had ſhe given him time, but ſhe paſſed by him ſo ſwiftly, as he had not the leiſure to ſhape an anſwer; and he was a little troubled at the manner of theſe words though he found ſome cauſe of ſatisfaction in them,</p>
               <p>Thus <hi>Julia</hi> perſevered in her behaviour for ſome daies, ſtill treating my Maſter with a cold indifference, and her Spirit wanting reſolution to endure too much violence, herinclinati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons got the victory of her anger, and ſhe began to ſpeak at the eyes in ſuch accents, as ſoon gave <hi>Coriolanus</hi> intelligence her reſentments were diſſipated; but as before he ſtop'd his ears at her words, ſo now he ſhut his eyes at her glances, and compoſed all his actions with ſo much Caution towards her, as if her ſpirit were not hardy beyond Example, ſhe could ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver have had the confidence to bring her affection again into the Scene; She repented of all ſhe had ſaid to revoke the firſt Declaration, and, deſirous to repair that breach, meeting him one day at <hi>Court,</hi> ſhe drew him to a window, and when reſpect had drawn thoſe that ſtood near to a greater diſtance, advancing her head towards him in a languiſhing man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner,
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ſpeaking ſo low as none could over hear her. <q>
                     <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> think it no more a mockery when you are told that <hi>Julia</hi> loves you, for believe it, 'tis a perfect truth.</q>
               </p>
               <p>My Maſter was ſurprized at theſe words, yet not ſo deeply, as to be unfurniſhed of a rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy anſwer; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I am now grown ſo well acquainted with your intentions, as I cannot be any more miſtaken, and ſince this ſport does divert you, I ſhould be loath to oppoſe the pleaſure you take in purſuing it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Julia</hi> was ſorry ſhe had lent my Maſter weapons to defend himſelf againſt her, and having now no time to explain her ſelf further, ſhe only tryed to perſwade him with a fie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry bluſh, that her words were ſerious, and that ſhe had diſplayed her naked thoughts, but with too much truth; However the Prince concludes to perſonate an ignorance, arms her own diſcourſe againſt her ſelf, and ſtill feigns an interpretation of her words and actions as the effects of <hi>Raillery;</hi> in the mean time, (as it became him, as well in reference to her birth, as <hi>Marcellus</hi> affection) he ſtill treated her with his uſual deferrence, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe in that point he deemed it not fit to diſoblige her, he could not ſo cunningly evade her company, but ſhe oft engag'd him in long diſcourſes, and then uſed ſo little skil in concealing her affection, as few perſons frequented their company that had not already diſcovered it.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> as the moſt intereſſed, took the impreſſion deeper than all the reſt, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving dayly ſymptoms from <hi>Julia</hi>'s deportment, that no longer permitted him to doubt her inconſtancy; the blindneſs of his paſſion made him ſtumble upon a <hi>Jealouſie,</hi> that <hi>Julia</hi> not only loved <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> but was beloved again by him; this belief had no ſooner got credit with him, but it produced effects that had like to have dragged him to his Tomb, and when he called to mind thoſe rare proofs he had given <hi>Coriolanus</hi> of his amity, he could not reflect upon the ingratitude (of which his thoughts had now pronounced him guilty) without falling into a mortal <hi>Agony:</hi> his cruel jealouſie for ſome days made him flie the ſight of that unfaithful friend, and ſeek out ſolitude in the moſt untrodden places, diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſing his woes to himſelf, in the ſaddeſt faſhion that grief could invent.</p>
               <p>My Maſter, who could never endure to be long out of his ſight, ſought him on all ſides, and underſtanding one day that he was retired alone, into thoſe Allyes of the <hi>Pallace Garden</hi> that verge upon the <hi>Tiber,</hi> he followed him thither without a companion, and at laſt found him laid upon one of the ſeats of an Arbour, in the moſt unfrequented part of the Garden: At my Maſters approach, he ſuddenly ſtarted up and diſcovered ſuch a wild troubled look, as my Prince no longer able to ſuffer him in that condition: <q>
                     <hi>Marcellus, ſaid he,</hi> what ſtrange change is this? what ſadneſs is it that ſits thus lowring on your brow?</q> and why do you fly from the perſon of the world that loves you deareſt? At theſe words <hi>Marcellus</hi> only nodded his head twice without returning an anſwer, keeping his eys ſtill fixed upon the earth in ſo ſad a poſture, as it put my Maſter into a grand confuſion; <hi>Coriolanus</hi> deeply touched at his behaviour, took him in his arms and earneſtly preſt him no longer to hide the cauſe of his affliction; but <hi>Marcellus</hi> after he had ſtaid a while in his firſt poſture, gave a ſudden leap out of his arms, and when he was gotten ſome five or ſix paces from him, he drew his Sword, and preſenting the pommel to my Maſter; <q>
                     <hi>Coriolanus, ſaide he,</hi> ſince thou art proved the moſt diſloyal friend that ever infected the world, and haſt ſo cruelly belyed my opinion of thy vertue, here finiſh thy Crime by my Death, and pierce the heart of thy unfortunate friend, that ſo unluckily truſted thy diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſembled amity; thou haſt done that already that may clear all thy ſcruples of conſenting to this, and believe it, this laſt piece of cruelty, will merit a gentler cenſure than the former.</q> 
                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſpake in this manner, and my Maſter (however his diſcourſe and action ſurpriſed him) yet recovered himſelf ſo readily, as his face ſcarce confeſſed the leaſt aſtoniſhment, and regarding <hi>Marcellus</hi> with a cold and compoſed look; <q>Since I am that baſe and faithleſs friend, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that has ſo perfidiouſly betraid your Confidence and Amity, why do you offer me the wrong end of your Sword, and not rather ſheath it in my breſt? 'Tis the heart of a Traitor that ought to feel the point, and not of a deceived and guiltleſs Friend.</q>
               </p>
               <p>While the Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi> ſpoke this, he held his arms a croſs upon his breaſt, and beheld <hi>Marcellus</hi> with a mind ſo aſſured, as it would have been eaſie for a perſon leſs dim'd with paſſion to have read in his looks the contents of his <hi>Innocence:</hi> but <hi>Marcellus</hi> diſtracted with cruel jealouſie, could not be ſo ſoon diſabuſed, yet he grew ſo tender at the Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe and Countenance of his friend, as inſtead of purſuing his paſſionate obſtinacy, he ſet ſome tears (the marks of weakneſs) at liberty, which preſently over-flowed his viſage, and letting himſelf fall upon one of the Seats behind him: <q>Ah! <hi>Coriolanus, cry'd he,</hi> was I to expect my ruine of you? did I not offer fairly to our friendſhip in quitting <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> without releaſing <hi>Julia</hi> too?</q> I had never bent my aims that way, but to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bandon that to you, which I loved above my ſelf, <q>my inclinations have ſince voted my
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deſign to pleaſe you, and the Gods, to reward my good intentions, have given an after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>birth of ſweetneſs in that affection, where my hopes looked no farther than a toyl for your repoſe; and when by the help of time, and my ſervice, I had gained ſome intereſt in the heart of that inconſtant Princeſs, you have carried her from me, with a cruelty that ſuits not with your ſelf, and reduced me (with <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Julia)</hi> to render up my life, which muſt now become a ſudden ſacrifice to deſpair.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> had enlarged himſelf upon this ſubject, if his ſighs had not cut off the paſſage of his words, and my Maſter who had not heard him all this time without letting in a grief to his Soul little ſhort of his, after he had wiped away ſome tears, which he had no power to bridle; <q>
                     <hi>Marcellus, ſaid he,</hi> the eſtate you are in, will ſcarce give me leave to upbraid you, with the injury you do me, and the injuſt opinion which has prepoſſeſt you, may ſpeak your excuſe for the outrage you have offered me: but I am comforted in this, that every thing pleads my juſtification: admit I could grow faint in my friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> yet ſtill I love <hi>Cleopatra</hi> too well to change her for <hi>Julia;</hi> and ſay my heart could draw off from <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> yet my <hi>Marcellus</hi> is too powerful there, for me to affront his pretences; and now you force me to avow, what reſpect and diſcretion de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voted to ſilence, if there be ſome levity in <hi>Julia</hi>'s ſpirit, the Gods can witneſs, that in ſtead of indulging it, I have ſtill carefully rendered what amity required, even when ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vility and good manners forbad it: however I perceive, my dear <hi>Marcellus,</hi> in two things I am extreamly infortunate; firſt, that your friendſhip was not ſtrong enough to defend me from the cruelty and injuſtice of your ſuſpition: and then that I wanted oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion to evidence mine in ſuch clear proofs as yours was ſtamped in, for in quenching for my ſake, the affection that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> kindled, you inflicted rigour upon your ſelf to ſtrangle the paſſion, but in flying the ſight of <hi>Julia</hi> for the love of you, I do no more than quit a perſon to whom (bateing your intereſts) I ſcarce carry a ſingle good will; would to Heavens (could I do it without betraying my fidelity to <hi>Cleopatra)</hi> that I had now as much affection for the Daughter of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> as you had for <hi>Antonyes,</hi> I would find out a better way than I can now make uſe of in quitting a perſon that I do not love, to witneſs my amity not inferiour to yours; all that I can now do for your quiet, and my devoir, is to abandon not the love, (for that would be impoſſible to me, and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>profitable to you) but the ſight of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and ſince I cannot be near her without hurting you, to remove my ſelf beyond the reach of <hi>Julia</hi>'s eye, I am content to leave that Princeſs whoſe abſence will not be a milder miſery than what you offered.</q>
               </p>
               <p>While my Maſter ſpoke in this manner, though <hi>Marcellus</hi> could not be cured of the grief that tormented him, yet he felt ſome eaſe by the diſſipation of his jealouſie, and reflecting at the ſame time upon the free and faithful diſpoſition of his friend, the cold compoſure of his late actions to <hi>Julia,</hi> much ſhort of the wonted deferrence he uſually paid her, and the ſtrong paſſion he kept for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> which daily broke into clearer proofs, he enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained a belief he might be innocent, and ſuffering himſelf by theſe appearances, with the help of that affection he bare him, to be inſenſibly perſwaded, he repented his ſuſpition, and throwing his arms about his neck, with a paſſionate and tender action: <q>Pardon, dear Brother, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> forgive the offence you have received from a ſpirit diſcompoſed with its own misfortune, and reduced by deſpair, to interpret all things in the worſt ſenſe: indeed I ought to have underſtood you better, but you ſee that with the knowledge of my friends I have loſt mine own, and as my condition is now ſtated, I am ſcarce Maſter of a reaſonable motion: I doubt not but your friendſhip is able to give proofs of a greater difficulty, but I will never conſent to accept thoſe you offer, and will ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſuffer all things than condeſcend, that you ſhould abſent your ſelf from <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe you fly <hi>Julia;</hi> no, let the Gods keep my repoſe, if nothing will redeem it but yours, and let me rather be an eternal mark of <hi>Julia</hi>'s diſdain, than recover her affection by your diſpleaſure.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>I ſhall never be diſpleas'd, <hi>reply'd the ſon of Juba,</hi> by ſuffering any thing for my friend, nor will my miſery be ſo great as your imagination ſhapes it, ſince in leaving <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I ſhall travel at the ſame time for your happineſs and mine own glory; beſides, 'tis not fit that a Prince deſcended from ſo long a ſucceſſion of Kings, ſhould waſte the beauty of his age at <hi>Rome,</hi> in the employment of ſimple <hi>Citizens;</hi> and ſince of all, I ſhould have heired from my Anceſtors, there is nothing left me but a Sword, 'tis but fit it ſhould ſhew me the way to overtake that departed glory, and thoſe dignities that once dwelt in our family: I know well, that I ought not to hope a recovery by force, of thoſe Crowns that the <hi>Roman</hi> Arms have raviſhed from us, they are poſſeſſed by a puiſſance that others are too feeble to encounter, and by a puiſſance more to me by Obligation than Grandeur: yet I may have the hap to oblige great <hi>Caeſar</hi> with my ſervices to
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make good the intentions of his Predeceſſor, and by laviſhing my blood and life for his In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſts, poſſibly merit thoſe Crowns from his bounty that Fortune took away before Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture ſhewed me to the World: In the mean time the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> whoſe ſpirit indeed is a little wavering, will loſe that impreſſion in my abſence, which ſhe received for my misfortune as well as yours, and your preſence aſſiſted by her own reaſon, and the force of her Judgement which will ripen with her age, no doubt will ſcatter thoſe young Idea's, which are yet ſcarce grown to a perfect form, and may therefore be eaſily chaſed away by your affection, and thoſe grand qualities the Gods have put into your Perſon.</q>
               </p>
               <p>To theſe words the Prince added divers others to the ſame purpoſe, which <hi>Marcellus</hi> having peaceably heard; <q>For that which touches me, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I will never agree you ſhould forſake a place to which you are tyed by ſo juſt and ſo noble a paſſion; to the other that regards your glory and the re-eſtabliſhment of your Dignity; give me leave to joyn Intereſt, with you, and for yours; believe it, I will never ſtick to hazard my life, nor refuſe to pay down my blood to the laſt drop, if the total expence of it may be fruiful to your repoſe or glory.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Doubtleſs the two Princes had inlarged their Dialogue, if they had not ſpy'd a great troop of Ladies enter the Alley, which preſently they knew to be the Princeſs <hi>Octavia, Cleopatra, Emilia, Sulpitia,</hi> and divers others of the greateſt among the <hi>Romans:</hi> the Ladies no ſooner drew near the Arbor, but they ſaw the two Princes come out to meet them, and after the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> had chid their ſullen and melancholy humour that miſlead them to the ſearch of ſolitude, ſhe ask'd if they had any mind to increaſe the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany. There were but few men in it, and thoſe that were, reſpectively reſign'd their pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces to the two Princes. <hi>Marcellus,</hi> to oblige his friend, entertain'd the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> his Mother, and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> led <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the whole company walk'd in couples through the ſeveral Alleys, ſtill keeping ſuch a diſtance as lent them liberty to exchange their thoughts without any fear of over-hearers; <hi>Cleopatra</hi> eying an unuſual trouble, and an extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary Emotion in the aſpect of the <hi>Affrican</hi> Prince: <q>How is it <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> that I find ſo ſad an inquietude upon your brow? has Fortune hatch'd you any freſh diſpleaſure? If the deſire does not diſoblige you, I would willingly know the cauſe of your trouble: 'Tis too hard a task Madam, <hi>reply'd the Prince,</hi> for my Face not to tell tales of my Sor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row, too difficult for him to perſonate content that is going to the rack of a cruel af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection: Madam, my fate enjoyns me to leave you, which is the ſame to ſay, I muſt be torn from my ſelf, and who can carry ſuch a torture within him, and not betray ſome exterior ſymptoms? Madam, it is my ſhame that I have liv'd ſo long in your ſervice un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>buſied with glory or ambition, and ſince I had the daring to raiſe my eyes to you, 'tis fit I ſhould think of other employments, to render my ſelf worthy of the honour to ſerve you; to be barely the Son of a King, can aſſert no ſufficient merit, and if Fortune rob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bed me of the dignity, 'tis requir'd of my vertue to recover it; for to live in the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition of a private man at <hi>Rome,</hi> and yet love <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> are things incompatible.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>I do not wholly oppoſe your deſign, <hi>reply'd the Princeſs,</hi> to purſue that path of glory to your eſtabliſhment which you have already begun to tread ſo hopefully; and though your preſence be as dear to me as you ought to deſire, yet I can reſolve to loſe it for a time, in hope to ſee your vertue remount the Throne of your Anceſtors; not that the loſs of your Crowns can render your perſon leſs conſiderable than if they impal'd your brow; that blind Deity has handled us as rudely as you, and humbled our Family too low to leave us any cauſe of miſprizing thoſe Princes that ſhe has plundred; but ſince nothing can look big enough to daunt your Courage, and that inſpires you to trace the ſteps of your Predeceſſors; the knowledge I have that you are born to great undertakings, ſhall vanquiſh that repugnance, which indeed diſſwades my conſent to this ſeparation; and if the Deſtinies do not oppoſe you, you ought to expect all from your valour; but <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> though this reaſon be ſtrong enough to take you from us, you muſt confeſs it is not the cauſe that drives you away, and that ſome other conſideration precipitates your departure.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>The reſpect which I have always chain'd to your will, <hi>anſwered the Prince,</hi> does not permit me to diſguiſe the truth, and though diſcretion and Modeſty diſpute againſt it, they are too weak to confute my obedience. It is true, Madam, ſince you are pleaſed I ſhould avow it, I do owe a little voyage to my friends repoſe, and being in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate enough to injure him, I am going for a time to flie thoſe occaſions, and ſeek others, that may render me worthy to be owned by you: I apprehend enough, <hi>ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded the Princeſs with a ſmile,</hi> and I think I ſhall not make you bluſh, when I tell you, you are loved by <hi>Julia.</hi> I cannot believe it love, <hi>modeſtly anſwered the Prince,</hi> but rather the malice of mine and <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s fortune, that was willing to conduct the addreſſes of that
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wavering ſpirit, while ſhe ſought occaſions of inconſtancy, rather to me than any other: I ſuſpected it before, <hi>reply'd the Princeſs,</hi> by divers remarkable conjectures, but was loth to let you know ſo much, for fear of diſturbing the ſatisfaction you receive in the affection and reſearch of ſo fair a Princeſs: Indeed it is ſo great, <hi>coldly anſwered Coriolanus,</hi> as I am too weak to ſupport the weight of it, and for that reaſon will flie as far as the Earth has limits, if it be otherwiſe impoſſible to defend my ſelf from it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>You are cruel <hi>Coriolanus, reply'd the Princeſs with a graceful and Majeſtick action,</hi> and if you thus contemptuouſly treat fair Ladies, and ſuch as are of <hi>Julia</hi>'s lofty quality, what may thoſe hope from you, to whom Nature and Fortune have been penurious? She that I adore, <hi>replyed my Prince,</hi> has receiv'd of Nature all that ſhe was capable of giving, nor can Fortune ſubſtract any thing from that, which ſtill keeps her placed in the firſt rank of mortals.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>I am well pleaſed, <hi>ſaid the fair Princeſs,</hi> that your blindneſs has betraid you to this o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pinion, and though I am not the ſame you ſpeak me, I am very willing to appear ſo in your Eyes and Judgement.</q>
               </p>
               <p>She pronounced theſe words with an Air ſo ſweet, and a faſhion ſo obliging, as the Prince was loſt in a delightful raviſhment, and preſſing her hand which he held with an action full of ardor and tranſport: <q>Oh amity! <hi>ſaid he,</hi> Oh honour! What enemies are you grown to my repoſe? How ſweetly might I paſs my entire life at the feet of my a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dorable Princeſs if you would conſent to it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He had ſaid more, and their Diſcourſe had laſted longer, if the arrival of the two young Princes, <hi>Alexander</hi> and <hi>Ptolomee</hi> had not interrupted it, who, after they had ſaluted the reſt of the company, they approached the Princeſs their Siſter, and <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whom they loved exceedingly; divers noble <hi>Romans,</hi> which came thither in their company, alſo min<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gled themſelves in the Troop, and the walk continued and ended, without offering my Maſter an occaſion of reviving his diſcourſe with <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The next day there befel him an accident, that gave a report loud enough through <hi>Rome,</hi> to arrive at your ears, when you reſided there, which as it haſten'd his voyage ſome days ſooner than he intended, ſo it gave him the means to undertake it with more glory than he expected. There was then at <hi>Rome</hi> a <hi>Mathematician</hi> call'd <hi>Trafillus,</hi> who by his ſublime skill in <hi>Judicial Aſtrology,</hi> had acquir'd a Reputation that highly advanced his credit, and made his acquaintance be courted by the principal <hi>Romans.</hi> 
                  <q>Alas, <hi>cry'd Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates,</hi> interrupting <hi>Emilius,</hi> that name is but too well known unto me, and I have hitherto found his prediction of my Fortune ſo credited by a ſucceſſion of accidents, and have now ſo little reaſon to expect an end unſutable to the former events as it muſt ever have a place in my memory.</q> This <hi>Traſillus, reply'd Emilius,</hi> whoſe Science you experi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented, had a particular acceſs to <hi>Tiberius,</hi> whoſe thoughts, (eternally ty'd to his Love and Ambition) made him ranſack this mans knowledge for a flattery of his future hopes.</p>
               <p>That day I ſpoke of, he being in the Pallace Gallery, where the nobleſt <hi>Romans</hi> uſually walk'd, attending the Emperors riſing, my Maſter and <hi>Tiberius</hi> met there together, fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low'd by a throng of the moſt conſiderable perſons in the Empire: though their mutual Jealouſie had extinguiſh'd all the ſparks of friendſhip, which might otherwiſe have been kindled betwixt them, eſpecially in the malicious ſpirit of <hi>Tiberius:</hi> their Enmity was not yet come to a Declaration, and if the reſpect, which my Prince carryed in <hi>Livia,</hi> kept a part of his under hatches, <hi>Tiberius,</hi> who is a perfect Maſter in the Art of Diſſimulation, conceal'd his hatred for other conſiderations, often ſpoke to <hi>Coriolanns,</hi> and treated him with as affable looks as his cunning could put on; but at that encounter, approaching to him; <q>Come, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> ſhall we know our Deſtinies, from the mouth of <hi>Traſillus?</hi>
                  </q> Then beckning the <hi>Artiſt</hi> to come nearer, and preſenting my Prince unto him; <q>What think you <hi>Traſillus, ſaid he,</hi> of the Prince of <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s Fortune and mine?</q> ſhall our in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations thrive in the deſign they are level'd at? <hi>Traſillus</hi> had often ſeen my Prince, knew his Age, the Conſtellation that ruled at his Nativity, and had conſulted all other circumſtances from whence he uſually rais'd his conjectures, but he had ſtudied <hi>Tiberius</hi> with more circumſpection, and often told him many things that concern'd his Deſtiny, to my Maſter he had never ſpoken, having receiv'd but little encouragement from his curioſity, but then after he had ſpent ſome time in peruſing the two Princes; <q>If my <hi>Science</hi> de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceives me not, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> you ſhall both be great, and both ſatisfied, the one in his <hi>Love,</hi> and the other in his <hi>Ambition;</hi> and becauſe you deſire not a more particular knowledge, I will aſſure you upon my life, that one of you ſhall one day be poſſeſſor of the Perſon you both love, and the other ſhall ſee himſelf ſeated on the talleſt Throne in the Univerſe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This Diſcourſe of <hi>Traſillus,</hi> to whoſe preſages the conformity of Events had acquired him a great deal of credit, was followed by a loud acclamation from the whole com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany,
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and the two Princes, to whom it was addreſſed, ſtood and gazed a while upon each other without uttering a word, at laſt my Maſter, after he had ſeriouſly ballanc'd <hi>Tra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſillus</hi> words; <q>For the enjoyment of what I love, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I ſhould eaſily quit the Empire of the world, and on condition ſhe may be mine, I ſhall bare no grudge to my concur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rents Fortune:</q> This language was amorous and modeſt, but the reply of <hi>Tiberius</hi> was not ſo, and though he had power enough upon himſelf to be carried away with the Tide of a vain preſumption: <q>I pretend, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to the poſſeſſion of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> nor do I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nounce my claim to the Empire, ſince the World has not another man, that is born with a better Title to both:</q> This Diſcourſe lighted up an indignation in my Maſters ſpirit, as well for his own intereſt, which receiv'd an open affront in what referr'd to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> as <hi>Marcellus</hi> right, who by the univerſal vote of the <hi>Romans,</hi> the intention of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and the ſuffering of Equity it ſelf, might pretend with more juſtice to the <hi>Imperial Diadem</hi> than <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and by all theſe was placed before him; beſides, he could never ſtudy the Science of diſſembling, though then for divers conſiderations, he ſtrugled with himſelf to confine a part of his reſentments, and darting a diſdainful look at <hi>Tiberius;</hi> 
                  <q>I know not, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to what you may be born, but I hope that neither <hi>Cleopatra</hi> nor the Empire ſhall be any part of your portion: and who ſhall diſpute it, reply'd <hi>Tiberius,</hi> fiered with rage, can juſter pretences, and better ſupported than mine, be ſhewn by a <hi>deſpoyled African?</hi> for the Empire, anſwered my Prince, <hi>Rome</hi> has enough more worthy than thy ſelf to command it, and for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that <hi>African</hi> will diſpute her with thee, who wholly deſpoiled as he is, is yet the Son of a puiſſant King, and not of a paltry Citizen, as thou art, and from whom Fortune has taken nothing that could make him loſe thoſe ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantages he had of thee both in Birth and Vertue.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words they both laid hands upon the guards of their Swords; and though the reſpect that was due to the place might have reſtrained them to more moderation, yet that conſideration had not then been capable to arreſt their hands, if the whole company had not ſuddenly thrown themſelves betwixt them, and ſo cut off a farther paſſage to their fury.</p>
               <p>The bruit of this divided the whole Court in two factions, and if the authority of the Empreſs his Mother, added to the large alliances he had in <hi>Rome,</hi> gain'd <hi>Tiberius</hi> a puiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſant party, the credit of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and the friends which his vertue had acquired, made my Maſters full as formidable; which may ſeem ſtrange, if the glorious rank and garb be conſidered, which <hi>Tiberius</hi> did then, and doth ſtill appear in: yet 'tis true, my Prince as much ſtranger and deſpoiled as he was, ſaw himſelf in a condition to hold up his head againſt the Son of <hi>Livia,</hi> the <hi>Druſi, Sulpitii, Metelli,</hi> with divers other families that rang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed themſelves on <hi>Tiberius</hi> party, and with <hi>Marcellus,</hi> the generous <hi>Agrippa,</hi> the children of <hi>Antony,</hi> the <hi>Fabii, Cato</hi>'s, with all that were brave and honeſt among the <hi>Romans,</hi> had their Swords ready to ſtrike in <hi>Coriolanus</hi> quarrel. Yet this number of divided friends ſerved for no more than to make known the <hi>Competitors Credit:</hi> for the ſame day the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peror, being advertis'd of the quarrel, and having learned the truth from the mouth of <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Mecenas,</hi> one of which was my Maſters declared friend, and the other had high thoughts of his vertue, he ſent them to try if he could make them friends.</p>
               <p>This favour was not ordinary, but beſides that, he was willing to do honour to the Son of his Wife, and a Prince of the birth and vertue of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> he deemed his au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thority requiſite to hinder the animoſity of two ſuch important men from proceeding to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tremities; indeed the ſollicitations of <hi>Livia,</hi> (who made the boldneſs of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and the little reſpect he expreſt to the Wife of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> ſound high in his ears) might have drawn his judgement away in <hi>Tiberius</hi> behalf, if, beſides the credit of <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who had much power with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> the carriage of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> that ſeemed to ſecond the Emperors intentions in repreſſing boldneſs, and condemning his ſawcy pretences to the Empire, had commended his cauſe to <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and diſpos'd him to treat them with an impartial equality</p>
               <p>They both preſented themſelves before him each with a proud train at his heels; and the Emperor, after he had heard them a part, ſharply reproved <hi>Tiberius</hi> for the knowledge he had given of his ambitious aſpirings to the Empire, and my Prince, for the contemp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuous miſpriſal of his birth, whoſe Mother himſelf had taken to his bed, he commanded them to embrace each other.</p>
               <p>My Maſter gracefully diſpos'd himſelf to obey him; but before they interchang'd that Ceremony, bravely addreſſing to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> with a boldneſs full of Majeſty, <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I accept your command with a due reſpect, and to witneſs my reſignation to your Majeſties will, I will propoſe a means (if it may be allow'd) to cut up the root of any further quar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rel betwixt <hi>Tiberius</hi> and my ſelf: we both love <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and ſo long as our competition
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lives, we ſhall find a task too difficult to keep life in our amity: If juſtice doth appoint that Princeſs, as a treaſure to reward the ſervices of one of us' decree it, my Lord, that by thoſe ſhe may onely be diſputed, and not by indirect courſes, to which it would be in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jurious to ſtake ſuch a prize as <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> I am going, my Lord, as I did at my firſt acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance with the Camp, to carry my Life and my Sword into the <hi>Roman</hi> Army, and if it may pleaſe grand <hi>Caeſar</hi> to give me an employment, wherein I may ſignalize my ſelf for the glory of his Empire, I may poſſibly make it known, that though I am born an <hi>African</hi> Prince, I have neither leſs fidelity nor valour than the Native <hi>Romans.</hi> Let <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius</hi> do the ſame, and ſince to the intereſt of his Love, he may link the ſervice of his Country, let him Court ſome dangers for occaſions to merit <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> ſuffer not your favour, great <hi>Caeſar,</hi> to be partially ſwayed, but let him have the glorious prize that ſhews the moſt valour for it; I am willing to reſign her, with my life to boot, if in this Warlike deciſion <hi>Tiberius</hi> carries the advantage, and I hope from your juſtice, that what Fortune has already given, ſhall not be accounted in the purchaſe of a Jewel, which he only ought to buy with his blood and ſervices.</q>
               </p>
               <p>My Maſter had ſcarce ended theſe words, when <hi>Tiberius,</hi> with as fierce a confidence in his looks as <hi>Coriolanus</hi> could ſhew, thus perſued his requeſt; <q>I gladly conſent, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to the propoſition <hi>Coriolanus</hi> has made, and if it pleaſes the Emperor, that our valour ſhall onely try our Titles to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I ſhall that way advance my claim by fairer pretences than ever; I will go as well as he into the Armies that Combat for the Empire, and if the Emperor judges me worthy of a Command, I hope my behaviour in his ſervice ſhall render it apparent, that I want no courage to merit ſuch a recompence as <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>The Diſcourſe of theſe two young Princes, which had contracted the attention of all the aſſiſtants, marvellouſly pleaſed <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and at the ſame moment he openly proteſted his approbation of their brave deſign, and promiſed by his conſent, that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſhould never be given but to him of the two, that in <hi>Romes</hi> ſervice could ſhew beſt proofs of their <hi>Military</hi> vertue.</p>
               <p>My Maſter receiv'd this Declaration of the Emperours with an acceſs of joy, and <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius,</hi> who really is very couragious, expreſt it as great a ſatisfaction.</p>
               <p>From that very day the Emperour grew ſtudious to find out employments for them both, and by good fortune an occaſion offered it ſelf as favourably as they both could wiſh.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Terentius Varro,</hi> and <hi>Tilus Coriſius,</hi> with a puiſſant Army made War againſt the <hi>Auſtrians</hi> and <hi>Cantabrians</hi> who were riſen in Rebellion againſt the Empire in prodigious numbers. But the Soldiers, no longer able to endure the inſupportable humour of <hi>Varro,</hi> the Emperor was conſtrain'd to call him home, and <hi>Coriſius</hi> made incapable by his perſonal defects of the ſole Command of that War, the Emperor was oblig'd to ſend a Captain in <hi>Varro</hi>'s place, who till then by means of <hi>Coriſius</hi> infirmities, had ſuſtain'd the whole weight of Care in the conduct of that Expedition.</p>
               <p>On the other ſide, War being kindled in <hi>Pannonia</hi> and <hi>Dalmatia,</hi> and the Captain that Commanded the <hi>Roman</hi> Army having been kill'd in an encounter: the <hi>Legions</hi> had ſent to demand a new General of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> which yet he had not nominated.</p>
               <p>Theſe two employments, after the method of ſome deliberation, were given to the two <hi>Rival Princes</hi> with hopes of ſucceſs that were yet equally divided betwixt them.</p>
               <p>My Maſter had Commiſſion to march in <hi>Varro</hi>'s place againſt the <hi>Aſturians</hi> and <hi>Canta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brians,</hi> and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> who indeed, though very young, had already given many ſignals of his gallantry, was deſign'd to command the Army in <hi>Pannonia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe two <hi>Princes,</hi> highly ſatisfied with their employments, equally prepar'd for their departure, and vanquiſh'd by the help of their mutual Emuliation the grief they took to part with <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus,</hi> boyling as well as they with a deſire of glory, took example by them to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand a military employment; but the <hi>Emperor</hi> told him it was his abſolute will he ſhould ſtay near his Perſon, yet flattered him with the hope of an important expedition which he had in his thoughts, and my Maſters earneſt entreaty that he would ſtay a while with <hi>Julia,</hi> and endeavour to recover her ſickned flames, wrought upon him ſo ſucceſsfully, as at laſt he was content that <hi>Rome</hi> ſhould yet be his reſidence.</p>
               <p>I need not ſpeak of the preparations theſe two young Generals made of their voyage, nor trouble you with <hi>Julia</hi>'s diſcontent for my Maſters ſeparation, who in every place that he met her, and when he took his leave, ſtill evaded particular Diſcourſes with a grand <hi>Circumſpection;</hi> and the haſt I make to paſs to the Narrative of weightier affairs,
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only permits me to tell you, that the day of their departure being arriv'd, after they had received the <hi>Emperors Orders,</hi> the two <hi>Princes</hi> took leave of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> apart, I know not what language was exchanged betwixt her and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> but my Maſters ſhewed the marks of a moſt ardent paſſion, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s of an affection, which gave <hi>Coriolanus</hi> cauſe enough to be contented.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>It is not Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> after ſome preceeding Diſcourſes, it is not your affection that calls my courage to this diſpute with <hi>Tiberius,</hi> that keeps to a greater height of value for either to aſpire at, at the charge of all our blood; nor can it be bought but with ſuch ſervices as are peculiarly paid to your ſelf, and not thoſe that are laid out for the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pires Intereſts; no, 'tis the favour of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> that by glorious actions I muſt pluck from <hi>Tiberius,</hi> if it be poſſible, and ſince your fortune has ſubmitted you in ſuch a ſort to his power, as after purchaſe of your conſent, my hopes muſt ſtill wait upon his to compleat my happineſs; give me leave, if you pleaſe, by laviſhing my life for his intereſts, to oblige him to conſider my ſervices as well as <hi>Livia</hi>'s ſollicitations: yes, <hi>Coriolanus, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd the Princeſs,</hi> you have my conſent, and to confirm you, that you have it, know, you need not diſpute my affection with your Rival in the rough argument of arms; be aſſured the advantage ſhall ever ſtay on your ſide, and though fortune ſhould crown the Creſt of <hi>Tiberius</hi> with the <hi>Palmy</hi> wreaths of moſt glorious victories, ſhe ſhall never have a power to give him any part of my inclinations; you have already too great a ſhare in them to leave him the ſpark of any hope alive, and I cannot now aſſume the liberty of expreſſing that to you with any <hi>decorum,</hi> which I did not fix in my breaſt before I had weighed it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I will trace their amorous Dialogue no further, for fear the length of it ſhould diſoblige your patience; at laſt, after he had breath'd a thouſand vows at her feet of an eternal fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delity, and received a confirmation from her own mouth of thoſe dear hopes ſhe had given him<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> my Prince receiv'd her adieu with a conſolation that help'd to ſweeten the regret of his abſence, and about an hour after mounted on horſeback, with a great number of friends, who brought him many days journies on the way, but at laſt having parted from thoſe that went not the Expedition, we march'd with the reſt through <hi>Gallia Narbonenſis,</hi> and thoſe other Provinces that lay in our way to <hi>Auſtria</hi> and <hi>Cantabria.</hi>
               </p>
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART II.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The gallant Acts, and grand Victories of</hi> Coriolanus <hi>in the</hi> Auſtrian <hi>War.</hi> Tiberius <hi>luckily finiſhes that in</hi> Dalmatia, <hi>returns before his Rivals, and by</hi> Livia<hi>'s means gains the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peror to a partial Arbitration. The news of this haſtily calls home</hi> Coriolanus. <hi>His haughty language to</hi> Caeſar <hi>procures his Baniſhment. The fantaſtick viciſſitudes of</hi> Julia<hi>'s kindneſs and inconſtancy to</hi> Marcellus. Coriolanus <hi>challenges</hi> Tiberius <hi>in the Temple, and the next day runs him through in the Streets.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HUS <hi>Emilius</hi> recounted his Maſters Life to Prince <hi>Tyridates,</hi> who heard him with a marvellous attention, when there came one and told him that <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> after ſome hours quiet repoſe, was newly awaked. <hi>Tyridates,</hi> whoſe generoſity was deeply concerned in the care of ſuch a qualified <hi>Gueſt,</hi> though he flamed with deſire to learn the ſequel of his Adventures, he then preferred <hi>Society</hi> before his <hi>Story;</hi> judging it time to dine, and enjoyned by Civility to keep him company, he was willing for a while to defer the continuation of <hi>Emilius</hi> recital.</p>
               <p>They went together to his Chamber, and the Son of <hi>Juba</hi> no ſooner ſaw <hi>Tyridates,</hi> but receiving him with an obliging action, full of bewitching ſweetneſs; <q>You come, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> from trifling ſome hours upon a mean divertiſement, and you have had your deſires, to be acquainted with things ſo little worthy of your attention, as I fear you are juſtly diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſed with my complacence to your curioſity: I have yet underſtood no more, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd Tyridates,</hi> than the morning actions of your life, and though thoſe of the latter e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition, which I confuſedly took from the mouth of <hi>Rumour,</hi> be doubtleſs the greater and more important; thoſe beautiful beginnings have ſo tyed me to your vertue, in the chains of love and wonder, as I can now no more regard you without the extraordinary motions of affection and reſpect:</q> 
                  <q>Your affection is too dangerous, <hi>anſwer'd the</hi> Mooriſh Prince, to be otherwiſe received than as the greateſt bliſs that fortune can offer me, but I rather owe it your generous diſpoſition, than the recital of a few trivial actions, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>capable to merit it: that exceſſive modeſty of yours, <hi>reply'd Tyridates,</hi> has confirmed my deſign, to accept no part of the ſtory from your own mouth, for I ſee you will de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>baſe the <hi>Grandeur</hi> of your actions, as I ſhall draw nothing from you but what will fall in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finitely ſhort of truth.</q>
               </p>
               <p>While thus they inlarged their <hi>Civilities,</hi> their dinner came in, during which they en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertain'd each other with diſcourſes as agreeable as their melancholy hearts could allow.</p>
               <p>
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The valiant unknown, was ſerved in his Chamber with other meats, for the depth of his wounds oblig'd him to another ſort of nouriſhment, he was very hardly diſpos'd to ſuffer the application of any remedy, and the reaſon he had to afflict himſelf, returning to his memory, left him ſo little regard of life, as the care of his recovery was only acted by <hi>Tyridates</hi> and his Squire.</p>
               <p>Indeed the Prince of <hi>Parthia</hi> omitted no endeavours that would have been contributed to his proper ſafety, and by the brave things he had ſeen him do, and that Majeſtick mind which was able to ſink an impreſſion of reſpect in all the Souls that beheld him, he had received an opinion of him as a perſon wholly extraordinary.</p>
               <p>Dinner was no ſooner ended, but he was at his Chamber door to enquire of his health, and underſtanding from the <hi>Chirurgions,</hi> he might now ſafely be ſpoken to, he entered the Chamber, and approaching the bed, gave him the <hi>bonjour:</hi> the ſtranger inforced his griefs to return what he thought was due to his benefactor, and regarding him with eyes that in ſpight of their ſickly Eclipſe ſparkled ſomething more fierce and martial than was to be found in the reſt of mankind: <q>You miſ-employ your pity, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> upon a man that has neither fortune nor life enough left to acknowledge it, but the Gods will pay you in my behalf, and ſupply by their bounty the impuiſſance of a wretch on whom you have ſo nobly, and yet ſo ineffectually placed yours:</q> this diſcourſe (the pulſe of a moſt violent grief) touched the ſoul of <hi>Tyridates</hi> with a freſh compaſſion, and deſirous to ſweeten the ſorrows of that valiant man, as well as his own would permit him: <q>I ſhould be really happy, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> in a power as well to reconcile your ſpirit with repoſe, as your body with health; but the Gods from whom you bid me expect a reward for ſuch trivial offi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces will employ their puiſſance (to which nothing is difficult) in reſtoring what they have taken from you, and if you truſt their goodneſs, you will doubtleſs receive all the aſſiſtance requiſite for your conſolation.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In reaſon the Stranger ow'd a reply to this <hi>Language,</hi> and doubtleſs in another reaſon would have paid it, but his thoughts were then in purſuit of another ſubject, and after he had ſpent ſome moments in a deep ſtudy: <q>Have you yet learn'd no news, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> of the cruel <hi>Pyrate</hi> that fled yeſterday from my juſt purſuit? know you not whether the perſons that were in his power, were delivered by ſome Divine or humane aſſiſtance? We have heard nothing of that, <hi>anſwer'd Tyridates,</hi> and believe he ſaved himſelf with his <hi>prey</hi> in thoſe veſſels we ſaw laſt night put off to Sea; Gods! cryed the ſtranger, with an action full of tranſport, Gods! who have ſuffered me to find nothing among men but <hi>cruelty</hi> and <hi>ingratitude;</hi> ſhall I ever meet the refuſal of ſuccour at your hands, and muſt I be eternally expos'd to <hi>oppreſſion</hi> and <hi>injuſtice?</hi> have you favour'd me in thoſe oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſions that would contribute to my <hi>glory,</hi> to croſs me in all thoſe that ſhould ſerve my <hi>repoſe?</hi> and in fine, ſhall theſe advantages you have given me, ſerve for nothing but to dreſs my <hi>misfortune,</hi> and gag my <hi>ruine?</hi>
                  </q> He ſtop'd at theſe words, which he mingled with deep <hi>ſighes,</hi> and after he had ſtaid ſome time in the poſture of a man poſſeſt with furious <hi>reſolutions;</hi> 
                  <q>Do pittileſs <hi>fortune, purſu'd he,</hi> do, cruel <hi>Enemy,</hi> all the miſchief that thy <hi>blind power</hi> can faſten upon my <hi>deſtiny,</hi> I do here lay my ſelf open to thy cruel per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſecution, and defie thy malice to trample upon a Courage, which yet thou haſt but vainly combated with.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He paus'd at theſe words, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> perceiving he had much ado to ſtop there, out of fear that his preſence might put him to ſome conſtraint, and the Chirurgions opinion that a purſuit of his paſſionate diſcourſe might injure his health, after he had intreated him to take ſome repoſe, and follow their advice to whoſe care his health was committed, and ſeek, if poſſible, for comfort in that grand courage, whereof he had given ſo many glorious proofs in ſo ſhort a time, he took his leave for the reſt of the day.</p>
               <p>From that Chamber he return'd to <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> to whom he gave an account of his viſit, repeated the words and deſcribed the paſſion of the Stranger: At this the Sun of <hi>Juba</hi> ſhrugg'd up his ſhoulders, and lifted up his eyes, when after he had been ſome moments ſilent: <q>Oh valiant Stranger, <hi>cryed he!</hi> if thy ſoul be ſeized with a violent grief, how well has Fortune pattern'd our Condition: yet thy Calamities muſt ſwell to a ſtrange bulk to meaſure thy Calamities with mine, when you ſhall know my laſt Adventures, <hi>continued he, turning to Tyridates,</hi> you will doubtleſs deplore my misfortune, and poſſible believe that the miſeries of others are trifles in compariſon of mine. To keep you no longer in doubt of this, <hi>Emilius</hi> is ready to finiſh his Story, ſince you had rather have it from his mouth than mine: for that, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> I ſhall take a time when Civility forbids me to enjoy your Company, though 'tis confeſt I deſire with ſome violence to learn the ſucceſſion of thoſe beautiful Actions, whereof the beginnings were ſo charm<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, but I ſhall refer it to thoſe hours which will not permit me to ſee you without im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunity:
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I cannot ſuffer the conſtraint your Courteſie offers, ſaid <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> to a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon who has no neceſſity to require it, do not diſoblige your ſelf for my Divertiſement, my thoughts do furniſh me with an ample entertainment, and let me have leave to tell you, that in the ſad eſtate to which Love and Fortune has reduced me, if your company was not marvellouſly bewitching, it would not be ſupportable.</q>
               </p>
               <p>By theſe words <hi>Coriolanus</hi> obliged <hi>Tyridates</hi> to leave him, and that <hi>Prince</hi> taking <hi>Emilius</hi> along to his Chamber, made him ſit down in the ſame place where they paſs'd away the morning, and the faithful Squire knowing his intention, after he had prepared his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe with ſome moments of ſilence, he purſued the Story in this manner.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Continuation of the Hiſtory of</hi> Coriolanus <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra.</head>
                  <p>WE marched out of <hi>Rome</hi> to <hi>Aſturia,</hi> with the encouragement of many auſpicious preſages for the War, and all thoſe to whom the frequentation of my Maſters company had given any knowledge of his vertue, entertain'd very pregnant hopes of his ſucceſs in that Epedition: though he could take no employment that over-top'd his il<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luſtrious Birth, he had ſome reaſon to think it ſtrange, that a Prince born of a barbarous King, Enemy to the People of <hi>Rome,</hi> not exceeding the age of 21. ſhould command a <hi>Roman</hi> Army, at a time when <hi>Rome</hi> abounded with ſo many famous Captains of her own, that were capable of Conduct; I ſay to command, for indeed though <hi>Tilus Cariſius</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mained with ſome ſhadow of Authority in thoſe Provinces, his want of Experience, with the infirmities of his Perſon, had render'd him ſo inconſiderable to the Soldiers, as, though my Prince ſtill did him the honour to receive his advice in all affairs, the abſolute Power was ſolely in his hands, and the entire glory of all thoſe memorable events in that Ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pedition by the general vote was allotted to him only: he was received by the Legions with loud acclamations, and beſides that the opinions of his former exploits, had gain'd him the hearts of part of the Captains; the bounteous diſtribution of Natures favour, ſig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nally ſtamp'd in his Face, Language, and Actions, quickly procured him the affection and reſpect of all thoſe to whom his Vertue was yet undiſcovered.</p>
                  <p>The <hi>Commiſſion</hi> he received from the Emperor was generally approved, the Soldiers, Officers, and <hi>Cariſius</hi> himſelf, (to whom <hi>Varro</hi>'s violent humour had been intolerable) accepted this young Companion in Command without a murmur, and, though he was Lieutenant of a <hi>Roman</hi> Army, he held it an honour, that the Son of a King, a thouſand times more conſiderable by his merits than birth, was apparently contented to ſhare the Dignity with him, only reſerving all the trouble and danger to himſelf: 'tis then to my Prince alone you may pleaſe to attribute the honour of all that was done in that Way, and though the orders were often ſubſcribed with <hi>Cariſius</hi>'s name as well as his, I am able to affirm as a conſtant Witneſs, that never forſook him, he had no more hand in any part of the action, than if he had then been at <hi>Rome,</hi> onely amuſing himſelf with political <hi>maxims</hi> how to govern the Provinces, and preſerve the Cities in obedience, that we have reduced; while my Maſter at the head of his Army did the buſineſs of the War, making new brooks of barbarous blood run through <hi>Campania.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Enemies had two renowned Captains among them, he that led the <hi>Aſturians</hi> was called <hi>Sillo,</hi> and <hi>Theopiſtus</hi> commanded the <hi>Cantabrians:</hi> They had many flying bodies beſides, rang'd under ſeveral <hi>Lieutenants,</hi> which were placed as neceſſity adviſed, in divers parts of the Provinces, where they might beſt diſtreſs the <hi>Romans,</hi> their Cities were uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſally up in Arms, fortified with ſtrong Garriſons, and furniſh'd with abundance of Victuals, all their ſtreights and paſſes upon Rivers defended with ſo much ſtrength and caution, as it appeared no petty enterpriſe, no contemptible task to tame this war<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>like people.</p>
                  <p>Yet the threats of theſe difficulties inſtead of diſcouraging, enflamed the heart of the fierce young Prince, with an eager deſire of forcing from thoſe fair occaſions an improve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of his Glory; and joyning to his admirable valour, and incredible prudence, if compared with his years, he began to act in that War, both by Conduct and Execution, like another <hi>Hannibal,</hi> or a <hi>Julius Caeſar;</hi> never did any thing appear ſo beautiful, as my brave Prince in the functions of his charge, and when his head was in a Caſque, that noble and warlike mind was ſo highly advantaged by the grace he uſed in his command, as his Enemies themſelves had not power to behold him without affection; the firſt time he pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented himſelf to their view, was upon the bank of a little River, where <hi>Theopiſtus</hi> ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared in perſon at the head of above 30000 Combatants, the River was narrow but ſcarce fordable, which kept the Armies from joyning, and forced them for a long time to fight at a diſtance with no other weapons than Arrows, till my Maſter knowing the advantage
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of the <hi>Romans</hi> conſiſted in a cloſer Combat, and not in thoſe wooden ſhours, whereby the <hi>Barbarians</hi> might happily diſpute the Victory with danger to his party, after he had ſought the fitteſt place, he ſpurred his Horſe into the water, and like another <hi>Alexander</hi> at the paſſages of <hi>Granicus,</hi> both by words and example encouraged a part of his Cavalry to keep him company in the danger, and thus ſometimes fording, ſometimes ſwimming their Hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, they gained the oppoſite bank.</p>
                  <p>The <hi>Cantabrians</hi> amazed at ſo prodigious a daring, had not courage enough left them to ſtand the Encounter, and my Maſter taking advantage of the diſorder, wherein fear and wonder had ſhuffled them, gave his Enemies a hot charge, and his own Souldiers time to paſs the River with greater facility than before, which ſtill came up with ſuch freſh ſupplies to his ſuccour, as at laſt he totally routed their <hi>Army,</hi> and carried ſo entire a victory, as more than 15000 <hi>Barbarians</hi> were left dead upon the ſpot.</p>
                  <p>The firſt loſs ſtruck ſuch a terror into the <hi>Enemy,</hi> as made them mannage their quarrel with more Caution.</p>
                  <p>A few days after they thought, they had gotten an occaſion to revenge the laſt ſlaughter by our total ruine, and indeed they put us in great danger; for my <hi>Prince,</hi> ſitting down with his Army before a Town called <hi>Tilloe,</hi> built upon a Marſh, and made by its Si<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuation almoſt inacceſſible, the <hi>Enemies</hi> two <hi>Generals</hi> having rallied and rais'd all the For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces they could make, came up with an admirable diligence in two great bodies, incam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ped themſelves at our backs, and ſhut us up between the <hi>City,</hi> the <hi>Marſh,</hi> and their two <hi>Armies,</hi> leaving no paſſage free, unleſs we could cut out the way through one of their groſs bodies.</p>
                  <p>My Maſter preſently perceived what an <hi>Error</hi> his <hi>Ignorance</hi> in the Country had made him incur, but loath to give his Souldiers time to perceive their diſadvantage, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive a terrour that might give the <hi>Enemies</hi> the victory, to ſave his men, he reſolv'd to raiſe the <hi>Siege,</hi> and judging the deſign more fit for the favourite of darkneſs than light; having caus'd the Troops and Legions to be ready to march about midnight, and giving all neceſſary orders to the Officers, he ſent two or three hundred men to give an <hi>Allarm</hi> at <hi>Theopiſtus</hi> Quarters, and when the <hi>Enemies</hi> believ'd the danger bent it ſelf that way, and he ſuddenly broke with all his Forces upon <hi>Sillo</hi>'s Army, threw down all that ſtood in his way, and by his Example we charg'd ſo vigorouſly, as aſſiſted by our ſudden ſurpizal, and the fire we threw about into all the Quarters of their Camp, and the nights darkneſs, which increas'd the terrour, we put them to ſuch a general rout, as after we had killed about 10000 <hi>Barbarians,</hi> we paſſed through their Camp upon the necks of the reſt, which were left covered with <hi>Carkaſſes</hi> and blood, and made good our retreat ſcarce with the loſs of 600 men, to the top of a Mountain, where we incamped be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore day, whoſe new-born light made us quickly underſtand our ſelves in a condition to preſent them battel.</p>
                  <p>This brave piece of ſervice paſs'd for a miracle among the <hi>Barbarians,</hi> and ſo fearfully aſtoniſht them, as in ſtead of marching in Battel againſt us, they roſe up with their Army, and directed their March through the City, they went and encamp'd on the other ſide the <hi>Marſh</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>A few days after, my Maſter re-inforcing his numbers with the ſupplies of 8000 Foot and 4000 Horſe, which <hi>Cariſius</hi> had ſent him, he re-attaqu'd the City ſo vigorouſly, as in ſpight of the Enemies Army that lay at the Gates on the other ſide, and fortified it with numbers neceſſary for defence, within ſix days time we carried it by ſtorm, and marched to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward the Enemy with ſo much Courage and Confidence, as it took away theirs, and obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged them to a timorous retreat into ſuch places, whoſe Situation hindred us from forcing them to fight. I contract the recital of theſe things in as narrow a volume as poſſible, for ſhould I tie my relation to every particular, it would coſt more time than I have now to lay out upon the whole Diſcourſe.</p>
                  <p>While theſe things paſs'd at the Camp, <hi>Fame</hi> daily carried intelligence of my Maſters grand actions to every <hi>Romane</hi> ear, which brought as much joy to <hi>Marcellus</hi> and the reſt of his friends, as deſpight to <hi>Livia,</hi> and the whole faction of <hi>Tiberius;</hi> the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> who drave a more peculiar Intereſt in his glory than the reſt, forgot not to acknowledge her particular ſatisfaction, and to that purpoſe ſhe anſwered all his Letters; but my me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory, too weak to retain them, I only preſerved ſome of the ſhorteſt, and eſpecially that which ſhe wrought upon intelligence of his victory I laſt related, I believe the words differ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed not much from theſe.</p>
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                           <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>to the valiant</hi> Juba Coriolanus <hi>Prince of</hi> Mauritania.</head>
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                           <hi>TO gain great Battels againſt the</hi> Valianteſt people in Europe, <hi>to force Cities de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fended by an Army that out-numbered yours, and render the nights themſelves fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mous by your victories, are actions conformed to my wiſhes, and worthy of your Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage, but thus every moment to laviſh ſuch precious blood, ſo oft to expoſe a life ſo dear unto me to the mercies of danger, when neceſſity does not bind you, are actions contrary to your obedience, and the care you ought to take of my repoſe; yet I incline to pardon, when I remember, you combat for my conqueſt, as well as your own glory, and that you owe part of thoſe advantages your valour will give of your</hi> Rival, <hi>to the thought that you fight for</hi> Cleopatra.</p>
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                  <p>Theſe clear proofs of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s affection ſwelled my Maſters courage to a greater height, and daily carried him to the enterprize of braver exploits, for which Fortune offer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him fair opportunities, and the Gods ſeem'd willing for his glory, that our Enemies, by the arrival of a great recruit, ſhould be once more able to face us in the field, and truſting to the number of their men, which far exceeded ours, they deſcended into the plain of <hi>Gan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>garis,</hi> and preſented us Battel.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> though much the weaker in number, joyfully accepted the <hi>Aſturians defiance,</hi> and ranging his Army with a dexterous prudence, he marched againſt the <hi>Barbarians</hi> not as to a doubtful Combat, but a certain victory.</p>
                  <p>I remember he was that day covered with a <hi>Coat of Steel,</hi> ſo exceedingly bright, as the ſplendor of it mingled with the rays of the Jewels that enriched his arms, and both re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived the <hi>Sun-beams,</hi> formed a flame which ſeemed to environ him; beſides, there ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared another in ſeveral flaſhes at his eyes that darted their fierce glory with ſuch extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinary ardor, as it was even difficult for his friends to behold them without betraying ſome kind of fear; he wore no <hi>Caſque</hi> to cover his face, but only a little <hi>Morion</hi> after the <hi>Greek faſhion,</hi> ſhaded with twenty white feathers, under which his viſage appeared that whole day naked to the view, and his long curled hair which deſcended upon his ſhoul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders in groſs <hi>a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ulets,</hi> ſeemed to borrow brightneſs from his warlike ardor: he was mount<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed upon a white horſe, dappled with black ſpots, which at once expreſs'd both pride and beauty, and in his right hand held two darts, which he brandiſh'd againſt his <hi>Enemies</hi> in a menacing faſhion.</p>
                  <p>Thus, and more fair than I am able to deſcribe him, after he had made an <hi>harangue</hi> to his troops, with an <hi>Eloquence</hi> that few alive could match, he lead them on to the <hi>Combat,</hi> and at his firſt blow, in the view of all his Army, gave death to <hi>Sillo, General</hi> of the <hi>Aſturians,</hi> a man of an extraordinary force and ſtature, who after my <hi>Princes</hi> example marching at the head of his forces, was pierced through and through with one of his <hi>Javelins,</hi> and fell without a ſoul at his horſe feet.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Coriolanus</hi> accompanied that brave <hi>Act</hi> with a thouſand others, which, in ſpite of the throng into which he ruſh'd with a precipitate fury, were remark'd by thouſands, and ſo couragiouſly animated his Souldiers both by his voice and <hi>Example,</hi> as after a well diſpu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted Combat, victory declared for us, and remain'd ſo entirely ours, as more than 35000 <hi>Barbarians</hi> died upon the place, their whole baggage was taken, and all thoſe that eſcaped the fury of our <hi>Souldiers,</hi> ſcarce found their ſafety in the wild ſhelter of the Foreſts and Mountains.</p>
                  <p>This Victory, which by the <hi>Romans</hi> judgment, to whom the news was quickly carried, might have challenged a compariſon, with the moſt memorable of thoſe that helped to eſtabliſh their <hi>Empire,</hi> gave a great <hi>ſtagger</hi> to this War, but it was not capable to end it, and though it was long before the <hi>Barbarians</hi> could recover a condition of fighting again, yet they had a great number of ſtrong Cities not one of which would render without re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſtance, ſo that they coſt us no leſs than a whole years time to reduce them; during which, we had divers Combats upon parties, with the <hi>Enemies ſcatter'd Troops,</hi> which they ſent to ſet upon us on all ſides: at laſt we received intelligence that they had made one great <hi>effort</hi> for all, and having drawn all the forces together they could make, they were marching to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards us, for the laſt <hi>deciſion</hi> of their liberty.</p>
                  <p>But while my Maſter thus bravely buſied himſelf in the ſervice of the <hi>Roman Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pire,</hi> (and beſides the purchaſe of a glory that carried his name to the remoteſt limits of it, with the applauſe of the <hi>People, Senate,</hi> and <hi>Emperour)</hi> flew at a proud height in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s favour, which he ſtill received, confirmed by daily proofs: the malice of
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his fortune would have it, that <hi>Tiberius</hi> ſhould light upon no worſe ſucceſs in <hi>Germany</hi> than he had in <hi>Spain:</hi> 'tis true, he had the advantage to command the valianter <hi>Legi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons,</hi> and deal with <hi>Enemies</hi> of far leſs Strength and Courage than ours, whatever it was (for my Maſters Intereſts cannot bribe me to debate the juſt value of his <hi>Enemies glory)</hi> he defeated the <hi>Pannonians</hi> and <hi>Dalmatians</hi> in two ſignal battels, took five or ſix of their chief Cities, and reduced them to ſo feeble a condition, as wanting thoſe great reſources that ſo often creſted the <hi>Aſturians</hi> and <hi>Cantabrians,</hi> they were conſtrained to beg their peace of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and receive thoſe conditions it pleaſed the Conquerour to impoſe, which the cruel diſpoſition of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> (ever inflexible to pity or pardon) rendred very ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gorous, and though indeed he did ſignalize himſelf in that <hi>Expedition</hi> by divers pieces of perſonal valour, he was much cenſured for ſpilling of blood, without a juſt neceſſity, and breaking the <hi>Articles</hi> in his <hi>Capitulation;</hi> however in eight months time, with great ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage to the <hi>Empire,</hi> he finiſhed that <hi>War,</hi> and returned to <hi>Rome</hi> covered with <hi>Laurels</hi> in ſo pompous an eſtate, as the triumphs of <hi>Caeſar, Pompey,</hi> and <hi>Paulus Emilius</hi> did ſcarce ſhew more magnificence.</p>
                  <p>His actions, to mention them without partiality, were certainly far ſhort of my Maſters, as the ſtories ſequel will inform you, but the ſucceſs not leſs conducing to <hi>Caeſars</hi> ſervice, which the <hi>Empreſs</hi> with her whole party cry'd up with loud praiſes, and ſtrow'd the Court with ſuch a noiſe of his atchievements, as if all other mens glory ought to ſuffer an <hi>Eclipſe</hi> when his was mentioned: <hi>Caeſar</hi> made him a reception, not unworthy of the ſervice he had render'd him, nor the place that he held near his perſon by his mothers authority, and the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that ſhe might not be conſtru'd an Enemy to the State, by betraying any trouble for his proſperity, by advice of thoſe whom her own diſcreet choice had given Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thority over her, received him with a ſmooth brow.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> left out nothing in his language or behaviour, that might prove a bait for her af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection, and try'd all the ſtrength of his power with the <hi>Empreſs,</hi> in diſpoſing her to ſway <hi>Caeſars Judgement</hi> on his ſide.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Livia,</hi> as ſhe had formerly done, did for a time reſiſt his entreary, eagerly deſirous to addreſs his aims at the <hi>Princeſs Julia,</hi> whoſe poſſeſſion would put him in a fair path to the <hi>Empire,</hi> a deſign that eſpecially toyl'd her working thoughts: all the perſwaſions ſhe could urge, were employed upon her Son to change the object of his paſſion, endeavouring to make him feel the ſtings of <hi>Emulation</hi> againſt <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who by the enjoyment of <hi>Julia</hi> would ſtrengthen his pretences to the <hi>Soveraign Authority,</hi> and doubtleſs carry the Imperial Crown by the double advantage of <hi>Nephew</hi> and <hi>Son in Law</hi> to the <hi>Emperor.</hi>
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                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> was the moſt aſpiring man upon earth, yet then more amorous than ambitious, which arm'd him with an obſtinate defence againſt <hi>Livia</hi>'s Importunities, and after he had aſſur'd her they were all in vain, he preſs'd ſo hard for her aſſiſtance, proteſting his re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe and his life depended on it, as that indulgent Mother to the paſſions of her Son, gave over her perſwaſions, and began to ſet her ſubtleties a work to content him, loſing no oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion to ſollicite <hi>Auguſtus</hi> in his behalf, and practiſing all thoſe Charms upon him which ſhe knew had greateſt influence to perſwade his preferrence of <hi>Tiberius</hi> his ſervices to thoſe of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi>
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                  <p>The <hi>Emperor</hi> long reſiſted her perſecutions, and remembring what was due, as well to his Royal word, as the friendſhip of <hi>Marcellus</hi> (who publickly prop'd my Maſters Intereſts) and my Princes ſervices, who was then ſtrugling with death and danger for the glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry of his Empire, he ſhut his Ears to the ſlie inſinuations of <hi>Livia,</hi> which inceſſantly tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented him: this perſeverance laſted ſome months, during which he often proteſted to determine the difference 'twixt the two Competitors with an impaſſionate equity, and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cide the price of their Actions by ſuch a general Judgment, as neither ſhould have cauſe to ſuſpect partiality; but in fine, what could not Love do upon a Soul when he had once diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>arm'd it? and what might not <hi>Livia</hi> hope from him, who for her ſake had violated the ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cred Laws of Marriage, and (beyond all Preſident) had raviſhed her great with child from her Husbands arms? well, that ſubtile ſpirit ply'd him ſo perpetually, as his eaſie ſoul at laſt conſenting to believe that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> mouth might be ſtop'd with rewards more important than <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> to pleaſe the importunate <hi>Livia,</hi> he declared againſt him, and promiſed to pronounce his judgement to her Sons advantage.</p>
                  <p>Of this the whole Court had preſent notice, and it quickly flew to the ears of <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the Princeſs received this news with a moſt violent diſpleaſure, yet ſupported it with more moderation than <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who burſt into a loud and haughty paſſion at the injury was offered his friend, vigorouſly diſputed his Intereſts in the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perours preſence, and went ſo far with <hi>Tiberius</hi> upon that ſubject, meeting with him at the door of the Capitol, and exchanging ſome warm words, they drew their Swords
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one at another; this quarrel might have raiſed dangerous diſorders in <hi>Rome,</hi> if <hi>Caeſars</hi> au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thority had not ſtep'd between, and forced them to a mutual embrace, charging <hi>Marcellus</hi> to keep his reſentments to himſelf.</p>
                  <p>My Maſter had advice of his misfortune that ſame day that he fought the laſt battel with the <hi>Aſturians</hi> and <hi>Cantabrians,</hi> and was giving orders at the head of his Army, when two Letters were brought him, one from <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and the other from <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> whatever his employment could then alledge to diſpence with their preſent peruſal, was all over-born by the paſſion he preſerved for thoſe two perſons, and opening the Letters he found theſe words in that of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> which he firſt read.</p>
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                        <head>Marcellus <hi>to</hi> Juba Coriolanus <hi>Prince of</hi> Mauritania.</head>
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                           <q>I Would ſtay till you received the troubleſome news I ſend you from ſome other hand, were it not dangerous to retard the Intelligence; the Emperour declares for <hi>Tiberius,</hi> if your preſence does not ſcatter thoſe advantages that <hi>Livia</hi>'s perſwaſions have gained upon ours; come away my dear Brother if it be poſſible, and attend all things from the affection of a Friend, who would not have told you this miſchief, but with a purpoſe to ſerve you againſt it, at the price of his Fortunes, his Blood, and his Life. This was <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> his Letter, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſpoke thus.</q>
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                           <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra <hi>to Prince</hi> Coriolanus.</head>
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                           <q>YEſterday I underſtood from the Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> intends me for <hi>Tiberius.</hi> The previous diſcovery of my intentions will tell you how I reliſh the deſign; however I know his authority, as big as it is, ſhall never change my inclinati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons; your ſudden return will poſſibly befriend you more than all the power we can ſtir in your favour, and if you apprehend me right, no conſideration will be able to defer your coming.</q>
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                  <p>My Maſter, as I told you, received and read theſe Letters, juſt as he was at the point of giving the laſt ſignal for the Battel, and his eye had no ſooner arrived at the period, when ſtopping the forwardeſt with a loud cry, and commanding their ſtay till the ſignal was given, he remained in a confuſed perplexity, with his thoughts at a loſs, what reſolution he ſhould take; his reſentments of this injury no ſooner took fire in his Soul, but it pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently flew into ſuch a flame of anger, as the firſt thought that preſented it ſelf was to give away the Victory, and puniſh the ingratitude of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> by the loſs of his Army, and the ruine of his affairs in a Country where his valour had eſtabliſhed them; then diſtaſting the Treaſon in that deſign, and paſſing thence to another that claſh'd not ſo much with his generoſity, he took up a thought to abandon the Roman Troops, carry over his Sword to the Enemies party, and raiſe them by that to the ſame height from whence he had thrown them.</p>
                  <p>While this irreſolution kept him buried in a profound ſtudy, ſom of the Commanders that were neereſt his Perſon, had asked him divers queſtions touching their employment, without gaining the leaſt word of anſwer from his mouth: at laſt awaking from his deep cogitations, he lifted up his head, which all this time he had hung down as low as his Sad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dle bow, and turning his eyes round, wherein Choler was lively repreſented: <q>Let us go, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> whither our duty calls us, and prefer our honour before ſuch reſentments as can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not be juſtified by the event of this day, we may poſſibly reverſe <hi>Caeſars</hi> intention, or at leaſt find out a death to guard us from the injuſtice is offered.</q>
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                  <p>Finiſhing theſe words, after he had ſent all the Commanders to their ſeveral charges, he firſt gave the laſt ſignal, and was the firſt that flew in among his Enemies; I ſhall for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bear the particulars of this Battel, which was the moſt cruel and bloudieſt of all the reſt, only after the diſpute had hotly held a part of the day, there fell to our lot ſo entire a Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctory, as of more than 50000 Barbarians that faced us in the morning, ſcarce the tenth of that number were alive at night, the General <hi>Theopiſtus</hi> was there ſlain, with all the moſt conſiderable perſons of his party, and thus this root of Rebellion was cut up without the hope of reſource; for this miſerable people a few days after, ſubmitted to all the conditions were thought fit to impoſe.</p>
                  <p>They would have been very gentle could my Maſter have ſtaid his authority in thoſe parts, but the next day after the battel, conceiving his duty amply diſcharged, he went to find out <hi>Cariſius,</hi> whom he had left lame of the Gout in a neighbouring City, where after he had paſſed him an account of the ſtate of affairs as he leſt them, remitting the whole power into his hands, he took his leave of him, and a few days after parted with the ſame
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Equipage that followed him to the Army, endeavouring by great days journeys to reach the Imperial City.</p>
                  <p>I will not repeat the paſſionate complaints which broke from the ſence of his wrongs in that voyage, grief and anger took their turns in his words and actions, and ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times the latter tranſported him to ſuch raſh language, and loud threats, as his friends till then had never obſerved, and indeed were very unſuitable to his ordinary moderation; whatever diligence we uſed in the voyage, we arriv'd not at <hi>Rome</hi> till three days after the news of our laſt victory, which we found had taken up a glorious welcome and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs'd it ſelf in all the varieties of Joy to receive us; <hi>bonfires</hi> and <hi>ſacrifice</hi> made the ſtreets flame, and the <hi>Altars</hi> ſmoak, at a more conſpicuous expence, than was uſually beſtowed upon the combuſt of larger territories, and for a more conſpicuous mark of glory, the <hi>Emperour</hi> having now no more <hi>Enemies</hi> in the world to trouble the tranquility of his Dominion, in ſign of an univerſal peace, had cauſed the <hi>Temple</hi> of <hi>Janus</hi> be ſhut, which always ſtood open in time of <hi>War,</hi> and was never ſeen cloſed ſince the reign of <hi>Numa Pompilius.</hi>
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                  <p>Had notice been given before of my Maſters coming, his reception had been little ſhort of a triumphal entry, and certainly had he deſired the triumph it ſelf, it would have been granted him; but becauſe he left his charge, and came back without <hi>Auguſtus</hi> or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders, he thought it not fit to give advice of his arrival, yet could not hinder the firſt that ſaw him paſs from breaking out into loud acclamations, and the noiſe of his return ran ſo ſwiftly from mouth to mouth, as in a few moments it was divulged through the whole City.</p>
                  <p>Love entituled the payment of his firſt reſpects to <hi>Cleopatra, amity</hi> pleads the precedency of his viſit to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> but his deſire to obſerve an exact <hi>Decorum</hi> in the requiſites of his duty, vanquiſhed the motions of <hi>Love</hi> and <hi>Amity,</hi> and conducted him with a great train of friends that followed, whoſe number ſwel'd at every ſtep, to the <hi>Emperours</hi> Palace, where he then was in perſon.</p>
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                     <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who had met the report of his arrival, as well as the reſt, ran to meet him with a throng of his friends, and encountring at the Palace-gate, that Interview was ſpent upon the dear entertainment of ſuch mutual <hi>Careſſes</hi> as cannot be well underſtood, but by thoſe <hi>Souls</hi> that have liſted themſelves under the ſtandard of as perfect an amity: never<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>theleſs it was well obſerved, that their faces were not painted with that ſatisfaction which ought to have followed the glory of my Maſters victories: after they had a thouſand times repeated their dear embraces, and my Maſters courteſie paid what was due to the ſalutes of his friends, the two <hi>Princes</hi> drew themſelves aſide from the reſt of the company, and fell into ſome private diſcourſe, with the Subject of which, the language of their actions eaſily acquainted me: we heard not what was ſaid till the latter end, when my <hi>Prince</hi> raiſing his voice: <q>This is my reſolution, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I will go preſently to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and render him an accout of the Commiſſion he gave me, and after I have repreſented my ſervices, I will demand <hi>Juſtice</hi> of himſelf, for the injuſtice he has done me; and <hi>I, ſaid Marcel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lus,</hi> will joyn with you, and againſt all <hi>Enemies</hi> that dare oppoſe us, our intereſts ſhall be in ſeparable.</q>
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                  <p>At theſe words they mounted the ſtairs hand in hand, and went together to the <hi>Emperors lodgings;</hi> he was then retir'd into his <hi>Cabinet</hi> only with <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Mecaenas,</hi> that entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him with ſome important affairs of State; but when it was told him that <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> were at the door, he commanded they ſhould enter, &amp; maugre his ſuprizal at my Maſters ſudden appearance, he receiv'd him with a ſmooth aſpect, and gave him ſuch a welcome as was due to the freſh memory of his grand actions.</p>
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                     <hi>Coriolanus</hi> having ſaluted him with all the reſpect that was owing to his perſon and dignity, fixing a bold and undaunted eye upon his face, and preventing ſome queſtions he was ready to ask, <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I am doubtleſs culpable, by appearing in your pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence before the repeal of your orders, but while my being was neceſſary in thoſe pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, where you did me the honour to ſend me, neither the memory of my deareſt intereſts, nor the entire peace of my Soul, had power to pull me from thoſe occaſions of your ſervice: all your Enemies are defeated; above 100000 <hi>Barbarians</hi> have had their threds cut by our Swords, their Cities are all ſubmitted, their <hi>Provinces</hi> in a profound obedience, and what now remains for <hi>Cariſius</hi> to do, will coſt neither la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour nor effuſion of blood; and now Sir, I bring my Sword and my life to your feet, employ them both upon freſh expeditions, if that which I came from, has not yet made me worthy of the recompence your ſelf taught me to hope for; ſpare not blood, for it cannot be more gloriouſly ſpilt, than for the ſervice of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and the conqueſt of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
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He let fall theſe words in a graceful and becoming poſture that charmed the Spirit of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who witneſſed the high thoughts he had of him, by moſt particular <hi>Careſſes</hi> and after he had repeated many embraces, with an action that overflow'd with kindneſs,: <q>You have done things for our <hi>Empire ſaid he,</hi> the <hi>Grandeur</hi> of which, does not only ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe your return, but almoſt leaves us too weak to acknowledge it, yet I expected no leſs from your vertue whereof you have ever ſhown ſuch beautiful marks, as may give you a juſt encouragement to attend a recompence, that poſſible outweighs the poſſeſſion of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> It is to her only, Sir, <hi>haſtily replyed the Prince,</hi> that I have rais'd my am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bition, and, as it belongs to none but great <hi>Caeſar,</hi> to give away a <hi>Gem</hi> of that value, ſo I ought to receive it of him as a preſent, infinitely above my ſervices. I am ſorry, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed the <hi>Emperor,</hi> that my promiſe does oblige me to favour <hi>Tiberius</hi> in his reſearch of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he is the Son of the <hi>Empreſs</hi> my <hi>Spouſe,</hi> whoſe affection has too great a ſway in my breſt, to go away with refuſal, yet I would never have conſented to vote againſt you, had not I prepared you another gift far more conſiderable than what you pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend to: and with what gift, my <hi>Lord, replyed the impatient Coriolanus,</hi> can you ſatisfie me for the loſs of <hi>Cleopatra?</hi> have you any thing ſo pretious in the whole extent of your <hi>Empire,</hi> to repair the injury you would do me, in martyring thoſe hopes, which had never been conceived but by your conſent; nor came abroad but upon your <hi>Parole:</hi> Yes <hi>anſwered the Emperor,</hi> I have the Realms of your <hi>Anceſtors,</hi> the <hi>Crowns</hi> of both the <hi>Mau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritanians</hi> to reſtore unto you, which I am contented you ſhould poſſeſs under the protecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of the <hi>Empire,</hi> in the ſame manner that <hi>Herod, Polemon, Arehelaus,</hi> and thoſe other <hi>Kings,</hi> our <hi>Allyes,</hi> do hold their Eſtates.</q>
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                  <p>This was not ſo cheap an offer of the <hi>Emperors,</hi> but it might have tempted any other ſoul beſides my Maſters, to have bit greedily at the bait, and produc'd an effect not capable to calm their diſpleaſure; but in his it encountered no ſuch diſpoſition, and not ſtaying one moment to ballance his anſwer, <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he, with an action full of coldneſs,</hi> the Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent you offer me is truly worthy of your own <hi>Altitude,</hi> and it pertains to none but great <hi>Caeſar,</hi> who is Maſter of all <hi>Empires,</hi> to give, with ſo much munificence and magnani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity: by the gift of my Fathers <hi>Crowns,</hi> I ſhould be infinitely overpaid for my ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices, though I add the induſtry of my whole life, to bring them neerer to equality: But could you ſuper-add the reſt of the earth to this preſent, I would refuſe it, nay, and miſprize it too for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> in her alone by your own permiſſion I circled my deſires, and without her, all the baits of ambition will loſe their taſte, and the Monarchy of the World would be inſupportable. I ſee your Paſſion doth now blind you, <hi>reply'd the Emperor,</hi> but when your reaſon ſhall once recover its liberty, you will quickly acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge, that I do you no wrong, in taking a woman from you, to make you a <hi>King</hi> of two puiſſant <hi>Realms.</hi> Ah! my <hi>Lord,</hi> cryed <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> this does not agree with the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe you made me, and when I drew my Sword in your quarrel againſt your Enemies Forces, you were willing, that by the advancement of your ſervice, and my own glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, I ſhould try my right to <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s poſſeſſion; <hi>Tiberius,</hi> whom your own condeſcen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion made my <hi>Antagoniſt,</hi> cannot render a fairer account of his employment, than I of mine; and if you take the pains to ſcan our actions, you will doubtleſs find the differ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence cannot be ſtrained to his advantage: If his Sword has reap'd a fairer Harveſt than mine, and himſelf be more conſiderable in being Son to the Empreſs, give him a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward, Sir, that better ſuits with his ſervices and ambition, give him the Diadems you offer me, I ſhall not ſee them embrace his Temples with an envious eye, though they were once my Fathers inheritance, and if <hi>Cleopatra</hi> cannot be merited, but by him that can ſet a Crown upon her head, I will go ſeek it among a people, which have not yet felt your pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>iſſance, where I may poſſibly gain that at the point of my Sword, which the diſaſtrous fate of my Parents loſt before I had a being.</q>
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                  <p>This liberty of language had probably been ill reliſhed by any other perſon of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> dignity, but that Prince, who in all his familiar diſcourſes uſed to allow a liberty to thoſe he loved, inſtead of condemning, eſteem'd his boldneſs, and then deſirous he ſhould retire, more maturely to digeſt the offer he had made him: <hi>Go,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>take advice with your Friends, and if it be their opinion that I have done you injuſtice, come again unto me and renew your com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaints with an unreſtrained liberty.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Coriolanus</hi> would have preſently replyed, if <hi>Marcellus</hi> by a ſign from the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perour had not led him away: that excellent friend fearing a perſiſtance in that diſcourſe, might provoke the Emperours ſpirit, and believing it might be more ſucceſsfully renewed at another ſeaſon, he obliged him almoſt by force to retire; but before he left the preſence, making a profound reverence to <hi>Auguſtus: Sir,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>give me leave to hope your juſt bounty will create a change in your intentions, which</hi>
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                     <hi>doubtleſs will be more equitable than that you have ſuffered in behalf of</hi> Tiberius.</p>
                  <p>He ſtaid not for an anſwer, but retired with <hi>Marcellus</hi> in ſuch troubled poſture, as he could ſcarce be known by his friends, whom the noiſe of his return had called from all parts of the City to viſit him. As he came out from the Emperour, he met <hi>Tiberius</hi> attend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by a great number of fawning Courtiers, that ſince the ſwelling of his fortune and fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour, thronged about him on all ſides, the two Rivals paſſed by one another without a ſalute; but this encounter confirmed <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> by the aſſurance he ſhould not meet his Rival there, in a ſudden reſolution to go ſee <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and deeming it unfit to retard his viſit any longer, he went immediately thither, attended by the whole troop of his friends to the door, though <hi>Marcellus</hi> and he only enter'd the Princeſs Chamber, ſhe had heard of his arrival, and, to clear a path to his attempt of an interview, ſhe had cauſed it to be given out among thoſe that frequented her Chamber, ſhe was not then in a condition to receive a viſit.</p>
                  <p>In effect the grief ſhe had taken from the Emperours change, and <hi>Livia</hi>'s perſecutions, had really cauſed ſome alteration in her health, and the two Princes found her upon the bed in her night attire, in the poſture of a perſon indiſpoſed: the approach of night had already cauſed the Tapers to be lighted in her chamber, and by the help of thoſe, <hi>Goriolanus</hi> en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tring, beheld his fair Princeſs with an amorous amazement, clad in the beams of a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand beauties: ſhe raiſed her ſelf up upon the bed to receive him, and while he put his knee to the ground, and took her fair hand to kiſs it, ſhe let fall her head upon his, and laid her arm upon his ſhoulder, with an action full of ſweetneſs and affection: the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſures of my Prince for ſome moments, were moſt delightfully charmed by that re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ception, nor could his deſires have invented more felicity than to paſs away the reſt of his life in ſo happy a condition: at laſt he roſe from his knee by the Princeſs command, and while <hi>Marcellus,</hi> to leave a liberty of diſcourſe to the Lovers, entertain'd himſelf with her Maids, taking a ſeat by her beds ſide, and greedily feeding his eyes upon her face from whence they had long been wean'd, he was opening his mouth to ſpeak, when the fair Princeſs preventing him, and taking the word with an Air repleat with grace and Majeſty;</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>After your glorious eſcape of ſo many dangers,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>which have given me a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand fears in your behalf, I cannot behold you a triumphant Conquerour without betraying all the joy I owe to the high reputation your valour has purchaſed; yet my gladneſs had come nearer to perfection, could I have ſeen you here upon the ſummons of ſome other motives than that which called you home: and now to give you my naked thoughts, know</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>that the change of</hi> Auguſtus <hi>has not gall'd your heart with a more ſenſible quiet than mine, nor have the proofs of his intentions wrought any effects upon my ſpirit to your prejudice,</hi> Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius <hi>appears not more amiable ſince</hi> Caeſar <hi>ſupported him than he did before, whoſe ingratitude to you, if it be poſſible, has ſhewed me more worth and beauty in thoſe quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties that obliged me to love you: My Prince bowing his head at this diſcourſe with a profound ſubmiſſion: Then Madam, ſaid he, I am not utterly loſt, as my fear con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrued it by your Letter and the Emperours language, for if your goodneſs ſtill own me, though all the world ſhould declare for</hi> Tiberius, <hi>he could not equal my condition: Let</hi> Livia <hi>ſollicite for him, and</hi> Auguſtus <hi>openly profeſs his partiality, they will both be too weak to ſtagger my fortune, ſo long as my Princeſs props it, and as her affection onely gives it a perfect being, if I loſe not that, I can loſe nothing elſe that is capable to afflict me.</hi>
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                  <p>He would have ſaid more, when the Princeſs deſired him to give her the diſcourſe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween him and the Emperour; <hi>Coriolanus</hi> repeated word for word in ſo paſſionate a man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, as the Princeſs could not defend her heart from the ſame reſentments, but when ſhe underſtood in what faſhion he rejected the Emperours proffer of his Kingdoms for his ſake, ſhe would not hide her acknowledgement, and taking more kindneſs into her eyes than they expreſt before: <q>You have ſin'd, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> againſt your intereſts, in preferring me before your Fathers Crown, yet in that act you have not deceived me, ſince I ever be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved you capable of diſ-eſteming the moſt advantagious conditions, if they were once put into the other ſcale againſt your affection; methinks this Generoſity does well be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come the Prince I have given my heart to, and to give you a Copy of the ſame, <hi>Coriola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus,</hi> I do here promiſe you, that if <hi>Tiberius,</hi> or any other more conformed to my inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, could place me upon a Throne where I might ſway the Univerſe, I would deſpiſe it all for your ſake, ſince for mine you have refuſed the Crowns of your <hi>Anceſtors,</hi> my am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bition ſhall lay away its wings, and find a clearer ſatisfaction in your perſon, than in the poſſeſſion of <hi>Royalties,</hi> and ſince fortune has taken away thoſe that belonged to our Hou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, we cannot brave her better, than by tying our affections to thoſe things upon which
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ſhe has neither Empire nor influence; 'tis ſhe alone that helped <hi>Auguſtus</hi> to the power he has over me, nor ſhall I break any modeſt rule, in diſobeying his command to love <hi>Tiberius,</hi> or offend any other Laws than ſuch as the Victors and the Fortune have impo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed upon the vanquiſhed and unhappy.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Oh my Princeſs, <hi>cry'd my Maſter,</hi> how generous are you, how worthy to be the Daughter of ſo illuſtrious a Queen, who ſham'd our Sex by the Grandeur of her Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage, but Madam, what ſhall this happy unfortunate do, whoſe condition you hold up, againſt the puiſſance of the Empire, in the higheſt place of humane felicity? by what price ſhall he pay for the leaſt part of theſe Divine bounties? By a fidelity, <hi>reply'd Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> which I value above the Treaſury of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and by which you may preſerve till death, that affection whereon you eſtabliſh your felicity. If that be the means, <hi>reply'd my Prince,</hi> I will be happy to my Tomb, and all the humane conſiderations ſhall never ſtagger me one moment in that inviolable loyalty, which with new vows I do once more proſtrate at your feet, and which alone ſhall hold my Honour, my Repoſe, my Crowns and Dignities: But Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> after pauſing a few moments, if I may have licenſe to ask it, how will you defend your ſelf againſt the Emperours will? and what order will you take to reſiſt him, when he commands you to love the Son of <hi>Livia?</hi> as yet, <hi>reply'd the Princeſs,</hi> he has not ſerv'd himſelf with his authority to oblige me, and the form of Government he affects; beſides the reputation he is deſirous to acquire, of a good and juſt <hi>Emperour,</hi> does bid me hope he will never come to open violence with the Daughter of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> 'tis true, modeſty forbids me an abſolute declaration in your favour, and in divulging my repugnance for <hi>Tiberius,</hi> it will not become me to publiſh my inclinations for <hi>Coriolanus;</hi> but ſince for our misfortune, I am deprived of thoſe perſons, to whom my birth gave the right of my diſpoſal, I will proteſt an obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence to the <hi>Princeſs Octavia</hi>'s will, who by her marriage with my Father, the ſhelter ſhe firſt gave me in her houſe, and the Maternal care ſhe has taken of us all, may with reaſon challenge a Daughters obedience: this will exempt me from all the reproaches I might elſe receive, and if it gives you any fear, becauſe <hi>Octavia</hi> is the Siſter of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> it ought to re-aſſure you, becauſe ſhe is the Mother of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and ſuch a one as ever cheriſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed a high eſteem of you with a great deal of affection. I am yet oblig'd to keep my ſteps in this path, by the abſence of my Brother <hi>Alexander,</hi> who has been long from hence, and of whom we have heard no news ever ſince his departure out of <hi>Germany,</hi> whi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther by the Emperours command he followed <hi>Tiberius:</hi> my younger Brother <hi>Ptolomee</hi> has medled but little with my conduct, which, if the reaſons that led me to this choice be ſcan'd aright, can be no where more ſafely depos'd, than in the hands of that vertuous Princeſs.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>During this Diſcourſe, <hi>Marcellus</hi> came and joyn'd company, and underſtanding <hi>Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra</hi>'s intention: <q>Siſter, <hi>ſaid be,</hi> (for <hi>Octavia</hi> would have that appellation to be com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly ſhar'd among her own Children, and thoſe of her dead Husband) I believe you cannot make better choice of a reſolution, for beſides that it holds the beſt proportion with that modeſt decorum you would practiſe, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> may make himſelf as ſure of <hi>Octavia</hi>'s good will, as <hi>Marcellus</hi> friendſhip: that vertuous and grand <hi>Princeſs, added my Maſter,</hi> has ever treated me with too much goodneſs, to leave me the leaſt ſcruple of truſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her power with my fortunes.</q>
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                  <p>This Diſcourſe was follow'd by divers others upon the ſame ſubject, wherein <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and the two <hi>Princes</hi> were long a mingling their reaſons, which at laſt being brought to a concluſion, they took their leaves to go viſit the Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> to whom after <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> my Maſter deſign'd the payment of his firſt reſpects: that good <hi>Princeſs</hi> after ſhe had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived him with all the ſigns of a real amity, and confirm'd her Sons words, of the good o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pinion and high eſteem ſhe had of him, proteſted, that no conſideration ſhould ever menace or entice her conſent to lean to his prejudice: my Maſter kiſs'd her hands with a great deal of ſubmiſſion and acknowledgment, and taking his leave inſtead of retiring to his own lodgings, he went and lay that night with <hi>Marcellus,</hi> as well to ſatisfie his amity, which would not permit ſo quick a ſeparation, as to take a more particular account from his mouth, in relation to <hi>Julia,</hi> than his Pen had given him.</p>
                  <p>I have tyed my ſelf ſo ſtrictly to my Maſters adventures, as I half forgot to follow the thred of <hi>Marcellus</hi> his unlucky love to <hi>Julia;</hi> but I will now compriſe in a few words what happen'd in our abſence, wherewith my Maſter was partly acquainted by his friends letters, and more fully inſtructed from his own mouth at our return.</p>
                  <p>The ſpight that <hi>Marcellus</hi> took to ſee himſelf ſo lightly abandoned by <hi>Julia,</hi> kindled ſuch a reſentment againſt her, as would doubtleſs have quench'd his Paſſion, if a juſt anger could have over-matcht it, but if he had too little power to exile, at leaſt he had enough
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for a time to reſtrain it, and keep the fond effects of his love in hold, which that giddy <hi>Princeſs</hi> had ſo ingratefully abuſed. In effect he began to retire his obſervances ſo coldly, as inſtead of keeping up the cuſtome of waſting whole days in her attendance, he now ſcarce render'd her two viſits in two weeks; in lieu of ſeeking occaſions to find her a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lone, he fled them openly, and when he was obliged to entertain her, he did it with a reſpect, mingled with ſo much coldneſs, as it was eaſie to perceive, he rather treated her as the Daughter of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and ſo (as many reaſons advis'd him) did homage to her quality, than as a perſon to whom he had tyed himſelf by any other chain than the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration of her fortune; <hi>Julia,</hi> who obſerved his behaviour, and was not ignorant of the cauſe, did at firſt ſo little regard it (her thoughts being only bent at <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> who was ſtill freſh in her memory) as ſhe paid his perſonated coldneſs with one ſo real and remarkable, as it was quickly obſerv'd, and grown the diſcourſe of moſt of the Cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiers, who paſs'd their Judgements upon it according to ſeveral conjectures: by this ſcornful carriage of <hi>Julia,</hi> the anguiſh of poor <hi>Marcellus</hi> was ſo augmented, as his body took infection from his mind, and ſhared a part of the malady, which ſo decreſted the looks of that lovely Prince, as though the Emperor, who was one of the firſt that diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered it, did often examine his Nephews melancholy; he had ſtill a reſerve of diſcretion to conceal his daughters inconſtancy; and though <hi>Agrippa</hi> was particularly touched with the torments of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> had told the Emperor that it doubtleſs proceeded from ſome petty breach between the Princeſs and him, yet they found it impoſſible to clear that diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery by <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s confeſſion.</p>
                  <p>In fine, the ſad eſtate of that abuſed Prince from day to day received ſuch ſenſible ag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gravations, as they began to find a feeling in <hi>Julia</hi>'s ſpirit, whoſe affection though faded in the flower, was ſtill alive in the root, beſides the deſpight ſhe took to ſee her ſelf ſo diſdained by <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> made her reſolve to call home thoſe partial glances, and clearing her ſoul of all the violence affection had kindled, ſhe began to open her eyes afreſh upon that deſerving Prince, and repented ſhe had left him for a man who had openly miſprized her; to this I may add, that the Princeſs <hi>Seribonia</hi> her Mother, who reputed, as ſhe was, yet lived in <hi>Rome</hi> at a conſiderable height, and was often viſited by her <hi>Daughter,</hi> under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding the ſcurvy uſe ſhe gave <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and well knowing her advancement depended upon her complacence to the Emperors will, ſharply checked her for the little care ſhe took to conform her ſelf to it, and repreſenting <hi>Livia</hi>'s dangerous power with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> which in all probability would powerfully carry his affections along the ſtream of her own blood, and leave her no more than the naked name of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> Daughter, diſpoſed her no longer to deſpiſe the means of preſerving her intereſts: in fine, whether by a real return of her affection, the care of her own advancement, or her indignation againſt my Maſter, <hi>Julia</hi> reſolved to recall <hi>Marcellus</hi> to her favour; and, that once concluded, ſhe was ſo little able to bridle her revived flame, as ſhe was ready to throw her ſelf at his feet, and vent it in all the ſubmiſſive ways ſhe could find to regain him: at the firſt diſcovery of her deſign, he ſlighted the nets her kindneſs ſpread, and, as <hi>Julia</hi> had given him a juſt offence, ſo he expected a reparation, which he ſaw ſhe was ready to tender, that might ballance her inconſtancy: being one day in the Emperors Chamber, where dividing himſelf from the reſt of the company, he was retir'd alone to the corner of a chimny, againſt which he lean'd in a deep meditation, when the Princeſs regarding his melancholy poſture, and not ſorry to meet that occaſion of diſcourſe, ſhe went to him, and finding him ſo buſied with his thoughts, as they had not ſuffered him to ſee her, though ſhe ſtood at his Elbow; ſhe put a handkerchief, which ſhe held in her hand before his face, and perceiving that action had ſcarce brought him to himſelf: <hi>What's the ſubject of your muſing,</hi> Marcellus, ſaid ſhe, iterating her familiar geſture, <hi>What is it you dream of?</hi> this laſt rowſing brought the Prince to himſelf, and taking notice of <hi>Julia</hi>'s words: <hi>The ſubject of my muſing,</hi> anſwered he, <hi>is poſſible the ſame that ſets your ordinary thoughts to their task, I dream'd of</hi> Coriolanus.</p>
                  <p>That word brought warm blood into <hi>Julia</hi>'s face, and willing to let him ſee that it ſtung her to the quick: <q>You are not deep enough in my heart, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to divine my thoughts: 'tis becauſe I am there too ſeldom <hi>reply'd the ſad Marcellus,</hi> that I know them ſo well,</q> but he that has baniſhed me thence, has done it ſo innocently, as I have no rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon to accuſe him: He brought forth theſe words with ſo melancholy an Aire, as what<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever cauſe the Princeſs found to ſoment anger, ſhe ſaw more to invite pity, and to let him know as much: <q>If you were in a better humour, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> we might poſſibly find a cure for your Error, but that care will be taken when you are more reaſonable.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words (ſeeing <hi>Mecenas</hi> and <hi>Domitius</hi> approach with ſome other perſons that came to joyn company) ſhe quitted him, only ſhe left him a glance or two at parting, that were ſweetened on purpoſe to give him intelligence, that he might boldly renew
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his hopes of her affection, and by that action finiſhed her victory of his reſentments; for though the cauſe did ſtill weigh heavy upon his heart, yet ſhe had got ſuch an aſcendent there, as would not permit a perſeverance in the violence he offered to himſelf.</p>
                  <p>In ſtead of evading, as formerly, he now ſought occaſions to entertain the Princeſs, which that very evening he found it not hard to obtain, ſince the whole Court carried a complacence to his intentions, and <hi>Julia</hi> her ſelf deſired it with equal ardour. It was in her own Chamber where ſhe firſt reſtored him that liberty, and the reſt of the company when they ſaw them enter a particular diſcourſe, reſpectively withdrawing themſelves to a fit diſtance, he had as much diſtance as he could wiſh to ſerve his deſign: <hi>Julia</hi> her ſelf was the firſt that began the parley, and taking a hint from thoſe ſad looks which had dwelt upon his face: <hi>What</hi> Marcellus, ſaid ſhe, <hi>will you waſt the reſt of your days in ſuch a ſullen humour, as is inſupportable to all thoſe that come near you? will you never diſſipate theſe melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cholly clouds, that render your ſociety ingratefull to all your friends?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſigh'd at this dicourſe, and darting a paſſionate look at the <hi>Princeſs:</hi> 
                     <q>Ah Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> how eaſily your ſelf is able to anſwer this queſtion, and how well you are acquainted with the ſource of that woe which changes my face, and leads me to my Tomb; had I a ſpirit that could efface theſe impreſſions as eaſily as yours, I ſhould have already found out a way to comfort, and you no more have ſeen the marks of diſpleaſure either in my face or actions; I have ador'd you with a Religion, that has taught you to underſtand your own puiſſance, and the Gods are witneſſes, that ſince the moment I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to be yours, I have tyed my thoughts ſo entirely to your ſervice, as I could never ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit any other conſideration, you have by your former bounties, which indeed were juſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied by the Emperors intentions, favoured this raſhneſs that has ruin'd me; nor did you block up my way with an impediment, that might wake the knowledge of my ſelf, or ſtay me upon the brow of that precipice from whence I am tumbled; you ſuffered me to hope, you permitted me to believe my ſelf beloved by you, and when that unlucky Errour had got ſuch authority within me, as I thought my ſelf mounted to the talleſt ſtair of my fortune, without any apparition of a cauſe, you have ſuddenly thrown me down, ill<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treated, abandoned, and baniſhed me for a man, who, worthy as he is of your affection, did never ſeek after it: after this (the greateſt, or rather the only miſchief that could tread upon my ſpirit) you wonder I can be ſad, and ſeem amazed at the appearance of a change in my viſage; no, rather think it a miracle that ſo grand a diſaſter ſhould do ſo little ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ecution; conclude it ſtrange, that the grief you have ſeen and cauſed, ſhould not eaſe me of this deplorable life, which I ſtill drag along, and for default of that, my own hands ſhould not ſacrifice all that is left of it to your inconſtancy.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> could go no farther in his complaint, it being ſtopped by a torrent of tears that drown'd the paſſage of his words, at which the Princeſs was ſo tenderly touch'd, as ſhe had no power to refuſe him thoſe affections, which before ſhe had ſo liberally given him; and though indeed ſhe made uſe of <hi>Deceit</hi> and <hi>Artifice</hi> to excuſe her <hi>levity,</hi> I really believe ſhe did then let her ſelf go down the ſtream of compaſſion, to her firſt inclinations: ſhe took one of <hi>Marcellus</hi> hands, which ſhe preſs'd between hers, and after ſhe had darted him a glance that penetrated his heart, and freſhly ſet loves wounds a bleeding, <q>
                        <hi>Marcellus ſaid ſhe,</hi> I find great cauſe by your diſcourſe and actions to accuſe you, and had I a ſoul as prompt and prone to reſentment as yours, I ſhould plot a revenge upon your unjuſt ſuſpition, and puniſh the vexations it has inflicted on my repoſe as well as yours; but becauſe the affection I bare you can neither conſent to, nor conſiſt with vengeance, and your jealouſie had render'd me ſurer proofs of your affection, than I ſhould ever have drawn from your calmer thoughts, I will forgive your reproaches, and cure your diſtruſt.</q> 
                     <q>What, <hi>added ſhe, with a milder ſweetneſs in her looke than before,</hi> did you think I could re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nounce you for <hi>Coriolanus?</hi> for <hi>Coriolanus</hi> I ſay, who cannot boaſt more favours from <hi>Nature</hi> than your ſelf, and is far your inferiour in all thoſe of <hi>fortune?</hi> ſhould I quit <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> a <hi>Roman Prince,</hi> Son to the <hi>Siſter</hi> of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> dear to the <hi>Emperor</hi> as his own child, and deſign'd my <hi>Spouſe</hi> from our infant years, for the Son of <hi>Juba</hi> an <hi>Affrican,</hi> whom fortune has deſpoiled of all but his Sword, and at whom I could level no ſuch aims that would not be criminal before the <hi>Emperor;</hi> nay more, who neither loves me, nor was ever affected by me? How, <hi>replyed Marcellus,</hi> did you never love <hi>Coriolanus?</hi> why did you then diſplay ſo many teſtimonies of it, as were interpreted by a thouſand perſons at the ſame time when you treated me with ſo much coldneſs and contempt, as nothing leſs than an entire blindneſs could have made me miſconſtrue your change? Was it from <hi>Coriolanus</hi> mouth, <hi>added Julia,</hi> that you underſtood the particulars of this affection you lay to my charge? <hi>Coriolanus, reply'd Marcellus,</hi> has too much Diſcretion and reſpect for perſons of your Sex &amp; condition, to divulge any language that might wound their repute,
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but (beſides that he had little power to diſavow what appeared ſo openly) his confeſſion was neceſſary to confirm that knowledge, which was but too clearly ſhown me by a thouſand proofs.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At this the ſubtil <hi>Julia</hi> put her hand before her face, feigning to hide a bluſh that was newly mounted thither: <q>I am ſorry, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you force me to diſcover my weakneſs, but the deſign I had to hide it from you, is much out-valued by the price of your quiet; know then, that allowing you as much affection, or more, than my reaſon told me was due, or your own could juſtly deſire; I was willing to believe that it merited the entire gift of your heart, when I perceived, or at leaſt I thought I perceiv'd, that you ſhar'd your affections to <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> the viſits you render'd her, frequent as thoſe I receiv'd, your regards, diſcourſe, and all your actions (on which 'tis confeſſed my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt might paſs an interpretation too criminal) joyn'd to what I have heard you con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſs, and the love you once bore to that beautiful Princeſs, ſtir'd me up a Jealouſie a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt you, which a little obſervation might eaſily have made your diſcovery; Indeed I avow that when I had once admitted the belief of your ingratitude and inconſtancy, I endeavoured with all my power to chaſe you from my thoughts, and then it was you be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to apprehend thoſe cold diſtempers in my carriage, the cauſe of which I was reſolv'd to conceal all my life from your knowledge, ſuppoſing if you were really changed, that my Jealouſie, inſtead of reducing, would but augment your inſolence, and expoſe me to your ſcorn, by the knowledge of my immoderate paſſion; but theſe marks of my anger, and not (as they were conſtrued) of my oblivion wrought not the effects upon you I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſir'd, and finding you (as my ſuſpition told me) ſtill more ſedulous in the ſervice of your Paſſion to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> then before, I could bethink my ſelf of no other way, than to try if I could touch you with Jealouſie, and finding no fitter perſon to drive my deſign than <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> I feigned to love him, pretending by this Hypocriſie, a revenge upon you and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> together, endeavouring to poſſeſs you with a belief that I had chang'd you for the <hi>Affrican Prince,</hi> and requite <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> by depriving her of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> as I believe ſhe had rob'd me of <hi>Marcellus;</hi> thus at leaſt I was one way infallibly ſure to thrive in my deſigns: if you truly lov'd me, I knew the fear you borrowed from my behaviour, would ſoon bring you home again; and if not, by thoſe ſlights and neglects in my car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage, I anticipated the declaration of yours, which might have expos'd me to that of all the <hi>Romans,</hi> and you might eaſily judge, by perceiving how I took thoſe reproaches you gave me, that the demonſtrations of the Love you ſuſpected, were made too pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lick to be real, and, if your memory has not loſt the obſervation, you know I took leſs care to hide it from you, than any other perſon, though poſſible I was not ſo ſtupid, but I could have diſguis'd a part of my thoughts, had my intentions conſented: Heavens! <hi>cryed Marcellus, interrupting the Princeſs;</hi> Gods! is it poſſible this ſhould be true? if you ſtill love me, <hi>reply'd Julia,</hi> it becomes you not to doubt it; and if I do not really affect you, do you know any reaſon can oblige me, to ſeek my juſtification in fiction and Artifice? What, <hi>ſaid the Prince wholly tranſported,</hi> is then all I obſerved of diſdain to me, and love to <hi>Coriolanus</hi> prov'd a <hi>Deceptio viſus?</hi> I have ſaid enough, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs with a diſcon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tented look</hi> to oblige your belief, and after ſo ingenious a confeſſion, which poſſible I have made with too little <hi>Decorum,</hi> you deem it not fit to part with your erroneous opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion, my intereſt in you is not ſtrong enough to render me guilty of a farther obſtinacy.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words ſhe made an offer to riſe from her ſeat, but the paſſionate <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſtay<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her by the Robe, <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> pardon this incredulity and diſtruſt to the weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of my ſpirit, and be pleaſed to believe, that to paſs from the ſad condition in which ſome of the lateſt moments ſaw me plung'd, to that wherein your pity has now ſtated me, is not a thing ſo light and trivial to be comprehended by my ſoul without aſtoniſhment; the opinion of my diſaſter was ſettled too ſtrongly there, to go out without violence; nor is it only the height of that happineſs you reſtore me, that dazles my belief,—come, no more, <hi>ſaid Julia,</hi> I would have you efface the memory of what is paſt, as I have done thoſe impreſſions that oblig'd me to uſe you ſo unkindly; I will henceforth ſhape my be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lief and actions, <hi>ſaid the Prince,</hi> to the perfect rule of your will, and ſince the viſits I have made the <hi>Princeſs Cleopatra,</hi> as a Siſter, have given you ſome <hi>Ombrage,</hi> I vow henceforth no more to ſee her; but when you ſhall permit me to pay my friendſhip in good offices to her, what his hopes may challenge from our amity: No, <hi>ſaid Julia,</hi> I deſire not to tye you to ſuch ſtrict conditions, and ſince the apparent diſcovery of the truth, has clear'd up the clouds of my ſuſpition againſt <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I do not only vote the continuance of your cuſtomary viſits, but, to diſſipate all your diſtruſts with mine, I will joyn my forces with yours to advance <hi>Coriolanus</hi> in her eſtimation.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>If there had been great ſtore of perſons in the <hi>Princeſs</hi> Chamber that muſt have been
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Witneſſes to the action, <hi>Mercellus</hi> had thrown himſelf at her feet, to pay the haſty ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lations of his thanks for the favour ſhe had done him; and whether he gave an entire credit to her words, or was aſſiſted by the grandeur of his paſſion to deceive himſelf, and confute his former opinion, that <hi>Julia</hi> lov'd <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> he remain'd ſo perfectly ſatisfied as he could ſcarce find words to expreſs his contentment: This encounter above all the reſt, inſtructed me in the blindneſs of amorous Paſſioniſts, and though I believe that <hi>Julia</hi> did, repent her inconſtancy, and really renew'd her love to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> (had not that <hi>Prince</hi> who in all <hi>Eſſayes</hi> beſide, had ever an excellent wit and a clear judgement at command, been ſo powerfully prepoſſeſs'd) he would never have ſuffer'd himſelf to be abus'd, by the reaſons ſhe ſuborn'd for her juſtification. Whatever it was, he concluded that the hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pieſt day that ever increas'd his age, and <hi>Julia</hi> contributing all that depended on her, entirely to ſettle his repoſe: <hi>Marcellus</hi> began to live with her as he was accuſtomed, and all the ſprightly marks of his ſatisfaction came back into his viſage.</p>
                  <p>This highly pleas'd the <hi>Emperour,</hi> and ſpread an univerſal joy through the whole Court, for that Prince was ſo generally belov'd, as there were few perſons of importance that appeared not intereſſed in his good or ill fortune: not but <hi>Julia</hi>'s deportment did often furniſh him with occaſions of relapſing into ſome of his diſcontents: the <hi>Princeſs</hi> was ever exceſſively forward and frank in her behaviour, of a free and confident humour, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>yond the common rule, obſerved by perſons of her condition, ſhe put nothing either in her looks or language, to repulſe <hi>preſumption;</hi> and if her beauty had charms enough to ſet a whole world on fire with affection, ſhe wanted that ſevere gravity, which ſhould have taught them fear that attempted it, nor did ſhe pattern the haughty garb of perſons born to an equal <hi>Dignity,</hi> by affecting a redoubted Majeſty in her looks, but rather made choice of an attractive ſweetneſs, and was never better pleas'd, than by diſcerning that ſhe drew the hearts as well as the eyes of all that ſaw her; her eaſie acceſs lent confidence to many perſons, (when other reaſons refus'd it) to unmask their paſſion, and if they reap'd no other fruit from theſe attempts, at leaſt their diſcovery met no rigour from the <hi>Princeſs.</hi> Many Sons of <hi>Kings,</hi> and <hi>Kings</hi> themſelves, that were either <hi>Allies</hi> or <hi>Tributaries</hi> to the <hi>Empire,</hi> and then reſident at <hi>Rome,</hi> did an amorous homage to her <hi>Beauty:</hi> but the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration they kept for <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whoſe credit was able to ruine their affairs with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and his vertue all their thoughts, that might diſpleaſe him, made them chain up a part of their reſentments: <hi>Julia,</hi> whoſe nimble eye ſaw their thoughts through the Mask, was willing to allow them kind looks in exchange, and ſometimes treated them ſo obligingly, as <hi>Marcel us</hi> could not ſupport it, without entering into ſenſible diſpleaſures, and uttering moſt paſſionate complaints, which <hi>Julia</hi> ſometimes heard with patience, but at others would flye in Choler, and once, as ſhe ever wanted a bridle to her thoughts.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>
                        <hi>Marcellus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> were I always oblig'd to be thus enſlaved to your <hi>Caprichios,</hi> I ſhould eſteem my-ſelf moſt unhappy; I love you, and you ought to believe ſo, ſince there is no reaſon to perſwade me to ſpeak it, unleſs it were true, but I will not have my af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection ſo fooliſh to do violence upon my humour, and you ought to be ſatisfied that I love you without reſtraining my diſpoſing power, to that eſteem which I owe to perſons of merit.</q> 
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> durſt no more than ſhake his head at this language, and ſhe often brought him to his knees for pardon, and made him do many a days Pennance for croſſing her humour; but in effect ſhe lov'd him, and valuing him alone above all the reſt toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, at laſt ſhe releas'd her ſelf entirely to him, and by the frequent teſtimonies of her love, againſt which, the Soul of <hi>Marcellus</hi> had no <hi>Rampire,</hi> ſhe left no place in his breaſt to ſhel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter Jealouſie, and, to compleat the cure of that which referr'd to my Maſter, ſhe often ſpoke to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in his favour, always took his part againſt <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and appeared not leſs con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cern'd than <hi>Marcellus,</hi> in his hopes of happineſs by that <hi>Princeſs</hi> affection: upon theſe terms were <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Julia,</hi> when we return'd to <hi>Rome,</hi> and my Maſter had the ſtory at length from the mouth of his friend, which his Letter had ſuccinctly and but confuſedly told him.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time all things were prepared for the ruine of my Maſters pretences, and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> by the aſſiſtance of <hi>Livia,</hi> had made his party ſo ſtrong with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> as he ſearce harbour'd any doubt of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s poſſeſſion: the very next day after our arrival, the <hi>Empreſs</hi> went to viſit her in her lodgings (a ſtrain beyond the maxims of her ordinary gravity, which did not often permit her conſent to thoſe civilities) and having found her in her Chamber in company of ſome Ladies that often haunted it, after ſhe had ſaluted her in an imperious faſhion. <q>I am come to ſee you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> as well to teſtifie the eſteem and affection I have for you, as to tell you ſome news, which, if you receive with an appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſion ſuited to former appearances, muſt needs rejoyce you:</q> the <hi>Princeſs</hi> preſently perceiv'd <hi>Livia</hi>'s deſign, and underſtood it with diſpleaſure; but as ſhe was adviſed
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by divers reaſons, to avoid all occaſions of diſobliging her, ſhe compel'd her thoughts to a reſpective anſwer, and endeavouring to expect her reſentment of <hi>Livia's</hi> condeſcention; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> I am ſenſible, as I ought, of the favour wherewith you have honour'd me, and with a due reſpect ſhall welcome the news you are pleaſed to bring, with aſſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance, that I can learn nothing from your mouth, but what muſt be glorious for me, and worthy of your own bounty. Though I have promiſed it for news, <hi>added the Empreſs, after ſhe had taken a ſeat,</hi> 'tis no more but the confirmation of a thing which you know al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready, I need not ſay, 'tis my deſire you ſhould call me Mother, ſince you are not now to underſtand it, not tell you that the <hi>Emperor</hi> does encourage the hopes of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> for re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port has ſpread it wide enough; but I will aſſure you, that his heart did never hatch a deſire ſo paſſionate, and he reſolved it ſo firmly, as nothing will be capable to divert him.</q> The Daughter of <hi>Antony</hi> was mortally afflicted at this diſcourſe, but not willing to ſtudy long for a reply; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> this is not the day, wherein <hi>Caeſar</hi> and your ſelf firſt began to oblige me with your bounty, but though I confeſs you tender me a moſt advantagious fortune, yet I have learn'd to hope from your goodneſs, that you will not reſolve to appoint me my <hi>Deſtiny,</hi> without giving me the priviledge of a free ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>frage for my own diſpoſal.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>The Emperor did believe, <hi>reply'd Livia,</hi> you were to rational to diſapprove his de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign, to wed you to my Son, and he has judge<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> 
                        <hi>Tiberius</hi> conſiderable enough by his <hi>birth,</hi> the <hi>qualities</hi> of his <hi>Perſon,</hi> and the grandeur of his actions, to win your conſent without other aſſiſtance, which you will poſſibly accord to the honour he has of ſo near and ſo great an alliance. I conſider <hi>Tiberius,</hi> reply'd <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> both as the Son of the <hi>Empreſs</hi> my <hi>Soveraign,</hi> and as a <hi>Prince</hi> that merits a greater fortune; but he muſt very highly oblige me, to conquer my conſent by his ſervices, rather than by the authority of thoſe perſons, who have an abſolute puiſſance over me: Is it poſſible, <hi>anſwer'd Livia,</hi> that ſince <hi>Tiberius</hi> reſign'd you his liberty, he has not deſerved your acceptance, nor a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vow of his ſervices? and has ſo unluckily miſpent his induſtry for many years, that it cannot pay the purchaſe of what we deſire? he has merited much more than what you are pleaſed to mention, <hi>anſwer'd Cleopatra;</hi> but if he has not yet obtained that, I muſt call it an effect of my miſ-hap, and not his, ſince having guided my apprehenſion with yours, to the ſurvey of all thoſe advantages he poſſeſſes, it has only taught me highly to eſteem, and truly reſpect him, without leaving the impreſſion of a particular deſire, of a farther ſubmiſſion to his.</q> This diſcourſe extreamly netled the <hi>Empreſs,</hi> who is the proudeſt Princeſs upon earth, and not able to diſſemble it: <q>It is indeed an effect of your unhappineſs, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> rather than that of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> which has given you this repugnance againſt him, and had he taken the counſel of his Mother, and his neareſt friends, he would doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs have addreſſed his thoughts to ſome other place, that might have invited him with more advantage to his fortune: not that you poſſeſs not a large portion of natures fovours, nor that your birth is not illuſtrious; but the Deſtinies have not favoured your family, and as your condition is now plac'd, without an extraordinary indul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence of fortune, you could not rationally raiſe your hopes ſo high as <hi>Tiberius</hi> is able to place you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> felt her ſelf ſtung with theſe words, but ſhe had power enough left to tame her diſpleaſure to this calm and untroubled anſwer: the Son of the <hi>Empreſs,</hi> my <hi>Lady</hi> and <hi>Miſtreſs,</hi> may doubtleſs raiſe his ayms to ſuch pretences, as are better conform'd to his for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes, than thoſe he has had for reliques of ſuch a downfal houſe as ours, but the ſon of <hi>Druſus</hi> had not poſſible offended his <hi>ambition,</hi> by Courting the Daughter of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and though Fate has uſed us cruelly, the memory of that alliance betwixt <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Antony,</hi> is yet too freſh to leave the <hi>Parents</hi> of <hi>Tiberius</hi> any bluſhes at his deſire to mingle with our blood; nor would I be underſtood, <hi>Madam,</hi> as if I thought not my ſelf bound to the care you have taken to remove his affection, and ſince in your judgement as well as mine, I am unworthy of that condition, to which <hi>Tiberius</hi> would raiſe me, I ſhould be deeply indebted to your goodneſs, would you direct him to ſome other choice, that might better know how to merit and acknowledge it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Were his obedience in my power, <hi>anſwer'd the cholerick Empreſs,</hi> do not doubt but it ſhould be heartily employ'd as you would have it: but ſince the <hi>Emperor</hi> is pleaſed to favour <hi>Tiberius,</hi> or rather you, in the thoughts he has for him, it would be as hard for me to reverſe the reſolutions he has taken, probably for your ſake more than his,</q> as I find it impoſſible to vanquiſh the blind paſſion of my Son: <q>In the mean time, I hope you conform yours to the will of thoſe you ought to obey; and I adviſe you for your own Intereſt, as well as ours, to make this juſt averſion the <hi>Trophy</hi> of your reaſon. I ſhall ever be ready, <hi>replyed the Princeſs, vexed at theſe words,</hi> to render <hi>Caeſar</hi> what is only his
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due from my fortune, and not my birth; but his generoſity bids me hope, that he will offer no violence to the inclinations of a <hi>Princeſs,</hi> who is born of a blood too noble to be forc'd: I joyn my hopes with yours, <hi>ſaid the Empreſs, riſing from her ſeat,</hi> and I think you are more diſcreet than to ſtay till you are driven to what, you ought to run af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Finiſhing theſe words with a cold countenance, ſhe went out of the Chamber, without permitting <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to attend her to her own.</p>
                  <p>She was no ſooner gone from the <hi>Princeſs,</hi> but my Maſter came in, to whom ſhe punctu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally related all the diſcourſe that paſſed betwixt them; <hi>Coriolanus</hi> admir'd the great <hi>ſpirit</hi> and <hi>Courage</hi> of that young <hi>Lady,</hi> and, eſteeming himſelf too glorious by the perſeverance ſhe armed in his behalf, againſt the authority of ſuch puiſſant perſons, he threw himſelf at her feet, and there paid her all his thanks in ſuch terms, as clearly expreſſed the grandeur of his paſſion: But their diſcourſe was cut off by the importunate arrival of <hi>Tiberius</hi> to whom the Princeſs (in ſpight of her hatred) was conſtrained to give civil reception: the two <hi>Rivals</hi> beheld each other with thoughts little different, though their exteriour de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monſtrations were unequal, <hi>Tiberius,</hi> the greateſt diſſembler of all men, look'd ſmoothly enough upon <hi>Coriolanus;</hi> but that <hi>Prince,</hi> who ever wore his <hi>heart</hi> upon his <hi>tongue</hi> and his <hi>face,</hi> not only receiv'd him coldly, but plainly told him with his eye, that the ſole conſideration of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſtop'd his reſentments from breaking out into other language: the reſt of that day was ſpent by the two <hi>Princes,</hi> in debarring each other the pleaſing li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty of entertaining <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> but in this mutual hinderance, each took an equal ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction from the requital of his enemies malice.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> was ſad at the ſight of his diſadvantage in <hi>Cleopatra's</hi> affection, but he had the abſolute powers on his ſide; and my Maſter, whoſe hopes they thwarted, often took freſh comfort in the renewed aſſurance of his Princeſs good will, and thus ſome days paſſed a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way, during which, the two <hi>Rivals</hi> daily encountred in their viſits; but if ſeveral con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiderations held their hands, it was with ſo much violence as there was great cauſe to fear they would have come at laſt to extremities, if thoſe meetings had continued.</p>
                  <p>But <hi>Tiberius</hi> perceiving how ſlowly the authority of thoſe perſons that ſupported him, drove on his amorous deſign, preſſed the Empreſs with ſo much importunity, and <hi>Livia</hi> wrought ſo powerfully with <hi>Auguſtus</hi> in her <hi>Sons</hi> behalf, as, after ſhe had combated the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mains of ſome repugnance that ſhe found in the <hi>Emperors</hi> ſpirit, at laſt ſhe ſo perfectly re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duc'd his will to her own diſpoſal, as the <hi>Princeſs Cleopatra,</hi> and the <hi>Prince</hi> my Maſter, received upon the ſame day a command from <hi>Caeſar</hi> no more to ſee each other; theſe two perſons born to a Courage that could not eaſily brook a <hi>Tyrannick authority,</hi> accepted the meſſage with an animoſity that ſhewed it at the height, though the Princeſs curbing her anger with a feminine modeſty; received it with more moderation of the two, and only return'd this anſwer to <hi>Julius Norbanus,</hi> who brought her the Order; <q>I know what kind of ſubmiſſion I owe to the will of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and ſince by the fall of our houſe, which he has ruin'd, fortune has diſplac'd me under his authority, he may forbid me the ſight of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> but all the puiſſance he has, cannot from preferring him before <hi>Tiberius.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Coriolanus</hi> gave looſer <hi>reins</hi> to his <hi>Impatience,</hi> and when <hi>Marcus Piſo,</hi> to whom the Emperor had given the charge, had delivered him his <hi>Command,</hi> all the fear he could ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit of ſo abſolute a power was too weak to keep the <hi>Liſts</hi> againſt his <hi>Choler,</hi> and regarding <hi>Piſo</hi> with an eye wherein it was painted all in <hi>flames,</hi> 
                     <q>You may tell <hi>Caeſar, ſaid he,</hi> that though my Fathers misfortune has bow'd our Eſtates under the yoak of his <hi>Empire,</hi> the <hi>Soul</hi> of his <hi>Son</hi> has put on none of his chains, nor has he power enough complexed with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in the utmoſt <hi>Lines</hi> of his <hi>Empire,</hi> to fright me from the ſervice of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> no nor the ſight neither, ſo long as I am forbidden by no other impediment but the fear of counter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vening his <hi>Orders;</hi> I have blood running in my <hi>Veins</hi> that methinks ſhould oblige him to ſweeten his <hi>Commands</hi> and a proportion of Courage to my birth, which he has ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledged in the occaſions of his ſervice: if he will needs bereave me of the ſight of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> let him take my life too; and if he deſires to give her quietly into <hi>Tiberius</hi> arms, without a conteſt, while he labours his repoſe, let him provide for that of his own Eſtate, in cutting off a man that in part may chance to diſturb it, if his <hi>rigorous uſage</hi> once provokes him to reſume the quarrel of his Fathers.</q> Beſides theſe, his paſſion broke looſe into other words, which had they been carryed to his ear, might well have exaſperated the <hi>Emperor:</hi> but <hi>Piſo,</hi> who was none of his <hi>Enemy,</hi> inſtead of taking hold of that oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion to do him an injury, ſtrained his endeavours to appeaſe the <hi>ſtorms</hi> he had, raiſed, but he thrived ſo ill in his friendly deſign, as doubtleſs he had parted with little ſatisfaction, had not <hi>Marcellus</hi> arrived, in whoſe hands he left him to lay the <hi>Tempeſt; Marcellus</hi> had
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gathered part of the truth from ſome <hi>Court whiſperers,</hi> and no ſooner entered my Maſters Chamber, but ſaw it all confirmed by the poſture wherein he found him; my Maſter walked a great pace about the Chamber with ſuch troubled looks and diſtracted thoughts, as they ſcarce ſuffered him to ſee his friend when he entered, or almoſt know him when he was there; <hi>Marcellus</hi> accoſted him with a viſage that raiſed more clouds to enrage the <hi>ſtorm,</hi> but no ſooner opened his mouth to ſpeak, when my Prince prevented him: <q>Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> after the hiding my <hi>Irons</hi> within the outſide of good uſe, at laſt I am treated like a <hi>Slave,</hi> and the <hi>Emperor</hi> no more remembers that I am newly come from letting out <hi>Brooks</hi> of his Enemies blood, and ſpilling mine own for his ſervice; he forbids me the ſight of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and yet leaves me two Eyes, which in ſpight of all the <hi>temptations</hi> of other <hi>objects,</hi> will doom themſelves to a perpetual <hi>Eclipſe,</hi> if they may not have leave to behold my <hi>Princeſs;</hi> ſhall I give up that into <hi>Tiberius</hi> arms, which I hold of your amity? reſign my right to my cruelleſt <hi>Enemy,</hi> which I would not releaſe to my deareſt friend? No, <hi>Tiberius, purſu'd he,</hi> do not look for an effect of my obedience ſo baſe and timorous, and if thou borroweſt thy expectations of enjoying <hi>Cleopatra</hi> from my obſequy to their <hi>Commands</hi> that ſupport thee againſt me, condemn thoſe <hi>hopes</hi> for <hi>Impoſtors:</hi> I can tear out thy heart with greater eaſe, than rende the <hi>Image</hi> of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> from mine own, and thou wilt have a harder <hi>task</hi> to rob my eyes of my <hi>Princeſs,</hi> than me of a life, which muſt ever oppoſe the felicity of thine.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>He ſtill went on in this language, full of tranſport, before <hi>Marcellus</hi> deem'd it fit to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terrupt him, but when he perceived the heat of his paſſion begin to waſt it ſelf to a better temper, he came to him, and taking him in his arms, with a moſt tender affection: <q>My dear Brother, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> beſides the grief that I equally ſhare with your ſelf, for the ill ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs of your affairs, I feel a diſpleaſure only proper to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> that you have this day received one from a perſon, againſt whom I cannot joyn with your reſentments, as I would do to oppoſe the whole remainder of mankind, had I not cauſe to regard <hi>Caeſar</hi> as my Maſter, I would not ſtay to ballance a thought before I declared my ſelf his Enemy; but you know I owe for all to his blood and affection, that I rather reſpect him as my Father, than my Emperor, and that to me he is far leſs conſiderable in his power, than his goodneſs; yet <hi>Livia</hi> has overpowered me in his thoughts, and now I perceive, my credit will be but vainly employ'd in the advancement of your deſires, though it is not too feeble to promote other affairs, that are leſs to my wiſhes; nevertheleſs whatever veneration I owe to the Perſon and Intereſts of the <hi>Emperor,</hi> I will never conſent ſo to ſooth his humour, as not to appear your friend againſt <hi>Tiberius</hi> and his <hi>Enemy,</hi> in all thoſe encounters that ſhall prove him yours. After this proteſtation, Dear Brother, take it not ill if I intreat you a little to curb theſe diſtempers of your reaſon, that flow from the ſenſe of this miſhap, your affairs are not yet near the confines of deſpair, for ſince you ſtill hold your right in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s breaſt, there is a poſſibility left of reverſing the <hi>Emperors</hi> decree in <hi>Tiberius</hi> favour, if you cut it not off by a violent and unweighed proceeding to Extre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mities; we will preſs the <hi>Princeſs Julia,</hi> who appears paſſionate for your Intereſts, upon your ſervice with the Emperor; the <hi>Princeſs Octavia</hi> my Mother, I know will aſſiſt her, and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> the powerfulleſt of all perſons with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> has promiſed to act in your be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>half, ſo as <hi>Tiberius</hi> muſt make a ſtrong party with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> to fruſtrate all our attemps upon this reſolution; in the mean time <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom the ſame order which ſhe but now re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived, has equally afflicted with your ſelf, is reſolved to forſake the <hi>Empreſſes Palace,</hi> and retire to her old lodgings (which ſhe knows ſhe may ſtill call her own) at my Mothers houſe, and I have advis'd her to demand permiſſion this very day to make her retreat: when ſhe is once ſetled with <hi>Octavia,</hi> we may plot a thouſand ways unknown to the <hi>Emperor,</hi> to bring you together, in the mean while, the <hi>Gods</hi> may poſſible ſtart occaſions from the womb of Time, that they may chalk you out a path to happineſs.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſpoke more to this purpoſe, which indeed gave my Maſter ſome comfort, and in part reduc'd him to allow his deſires; and to credit ſome of his words, the ſame day at <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s earneſt entreaty, <hi>Octavia</hi> begged leave of the Emperor her Brother, that ſhe might for a time retire to her houſe. And though <hi>Livia,</hi> in effect oppos'd her de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, yet <hi>Auguſtus</hi> reſpecting that Siſter of his (whoſe rare vertues had ſpread their luſtre o're the world) too well to refuſe her a requeſt ſo reaſonable, and of ſo ſmall an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portance. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was remitted into the hands of <hi>Octavia</hi> as her Mother, (for ſhe not only carryed the name, but tenderly diſcharged the office) and that very night followed her home from the Court.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> impatiently ſupported <hi>Cleopatra's</hi> retreat, to a houſe that he held ſuſpected, but was pacified by a promiſe of <hi>Livia,</hi> to importune the performance of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s ſo effectually, as all the blocks his <hi>Enemies</hi> had thrown in his way, ſhould turn to their confuſion: in
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the mean time he often viſited the <hi>Princeſs</hi> at <hi>Octavia</hi>'s houſe, where, by the <hi>Emperors</hi> order, he was very civilly received: my Maſter too, notwithſtanding the <hi>Imperial Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand</hi> to the contrary, frequently ſaw her, yet only at ſuch hours when the houſe was clear of <hi>Viſitants,</hi> in a private cloſet of <hi>Octavia</hi>'s, and always in company of <hi>Marcellus Siſters;</hi> though the Mother, for fear of incenſing the <hi>Emperor,</hi> feign'd an ignorance of their in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terviews.</p>
                  <p>There did my Maſter charm his diſcontents with the ſweet converſe of his <hi>Princeſs,</hi> and the dear aſſurance ſhe gave him of an unfading fidelity; the <hi>Daughters</hi> of <hi>Octavia,</hi> as well thoſe two ſhe had by her Husband <hi>Marcellus,</hi> as the other two ſhe bare to <hi>Anthony,</hi> moſt officiouſly laboured their Siſters content, and by their aſſiſtance the <hi>Prince</hi> enjoyed ſome hours in her Society, and banquetted his ſenſes with ſweets enough to encounterpoize his diſpleaſures: but <hi>Tiberius</hi> and <hi>Livia</hi> were perſons of too quick an eye, and too nimble a ſuſpition to ſtay long without piercing the diſguiſe, they began with conjectures, and at laſt diſcovered a part of the Truth, which netled <hi>Livia</hi> ſo ſenſibly, as after ſhe had loudly complained of the abuſe to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> at laſt ſhe gained his conſent to force <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s, and caus'd him to ſend her a peremptory Order, to diſpoſe her ſelf within a few days to Eſpouſe <hi>Tiberius.</hi> This Command broke like a Thunder-clap upon the <hi>Princeſs,</hi> and left her no ſenſe of any thing elſe but her grief, for the ſpace of a whole day, which after ſhe had di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtil'd in tears through her eies, and expreſſed her horror of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> Tyranny, in terms full of Choler, at the next viſit ſhe made him, ſhe turn'd the tide of it upon <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and regarding him with eyes enflam'd by a juſt indignation; <q>Think not, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to draw any advantage from the violence you force upon me; you ſhould ſtrive to win me, not by power and oppreſſion,</q> but your ſervices, but remember I inherit the blood and name of her, that knew how to ſnatch an <hi>Antidote</hi> from death, againſt the malice of her fortune, <q>and you ſhall ſooner ſee me follow the <hi>Queen</hi> my <hi>Mothers example,</hi> than baſely ſubmit to ſuch a <hi>Tyranny,</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> was ſtartled at this language, but a ſhort reflection help'd him to believe that it proceeded from the firſt motive, and endeavoured (though in vain) with all the gentleſt words that love could invent, to comfort the <hi>Princeſs.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the mean-time <hi>Marcellus, Octavia,</hi> and <hi>Julia</hi> her ſelf, fell at <hi>Caeſars</hi> feet, to deprecate and reverſe the ſentence he pronounc'd in <hi>Tiberius</hi> favour, but that was not the firſt time he made it known, his Reſolutions could not yield to the battery of Intreaties, thoſe per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons as dear to <hi>Auguſtus</hi> as any the world could ſhew, forgot to urge nothing that might probably obtain the effect of their Petition; but all their endeavours were laviſhed in vain, the inflexible Emperor alledg'd the pawn of his promiſe to <hi>Tiberius</hi> with ſo much vehe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mence, as nothing could have power to revoke it, and inſtead of being touch'd with the ſolicitations of his kindred, growing angry at the intreaties they oppoſed to his will, open<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſwore, that <hi>Tiberius</hi> within eight days ſhould Eſpouſe <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and no importuni<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y whatever ſhould win his conſent to a longer delay.</p>
                  <p>You may eaſier imagine, than I preſent, how deeply my Maſter was ſtruck at this cruel news, all that Grief, Choler, and Deſpair could produce, was found in his Soul, appeared in his words, and ſtarted from all his actions to ſuch a degree, as that affection he had ever allowed me above the reſt that were brought up in his ſervice, could not aſſure me ſo much Courage as to ſpeak to him; you ſee that lovely ſweetneſs that now ſpeaks it ſelf in his face and diſcourſe, but I can aſſure you that I never beheld any thing ſo terrible as he then appeared, and that <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and only <hi>Marcellus</hi> durſt aſſume the boldneſs to ſpeak to him, however all the reaſons he alledg'd to reclaim his paſſion were ſown in ſand, and maugre his advice, and that of all his friends, he immediately reſolved to go and preſent himſelf to the Emperor (whom he had not ſeen ſince he forbad him the ſight of <hi>Cleopatra)</hi> and complain to himſelf of the injuſtice he had done him; <hi>Marcellus</hi> unable to divert, was reſolv'd to accompany him, not fearing to incur any diſgrace with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> for owning his Intereſt in ſuch a friend; with <hi>Marcellus,</hi> young <hi>Ptolomee</hi> the Son of <hi>Anthony,</hi> and <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> and an illuſtrious Company of the nobleſt among the <hi>Romans</hi> would needs follow him, and with that proud train he audaciouſly appeared at the <hi>Palace,</hi> where the common diſcourſe treated of no other ſubject, but his diſgrace, or at leaſt the advantages his Rival had gotten: upon the top of the ſtairs that lead to the Emperors lodgings, he encountred <hi>Tiberius,</hi> who was newly parted thence, and followed by numbers not inferiour to his, with a pride in his looks that expreſs'd the ſucceſs of his deſign. <hi>Coriolanus</hi> changed colour at that encounter, and had not <hi>Marcellus</hi> with held him by urging the regard that belonged to the place, he had doubtleſs been tranſported to ſome violent attempt upon his Rival, nor could he ſo moderate the agitations of his anger, but in the very middle of his guard he aborded him, and taking hold of his hand, which he preſs'd in his, with an
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action wholly furious: <q>
                        <hi>Remember Tiberius, ſaid he,</hi> it is the advantage of thy ſervices and thy arms wherewith thou art only bound to deſpoil me of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> if thou art able, and that all other wayes are baſe and unworthy of thy Courage.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> was going to reply, and doubtleſs had done it very ſharply, if <hi>Mecaenas,</hi> who with divers other perſons came then from the Emperor, had not thrown himſelf between them, and oblig'd <hi>Marcellus</hi> to conduct my Maſter into the preſence, while he forcibly lead away <hi>Tiberius</hi> to another quarter of the Palace: <hi>Coriolanus</hi> entered the Emperors Chamber, with that fair number of his friends behind him, and <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who had ſeen him of a time, and who inwardly felt ſome reproaches of conſcience for the injuries he had done him, was a little ſurpriz'd at the ſight of his reproach in ſo fierce and hardy a Garb: <hi>Corio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lanus</hi> came up to him with as much aſſurance, as if he had then newly return'd in Triumph from a freſh victory upon the <hi>Aſturians,</hi> and owning no notice of the trouble that appeared in <hi>Auguſtus</hi> viſage: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I ſhould forbear to preſent my ſelf before you, after theſe effects of my miſchievous fortune, that has betrayed me to the forfeiture of theſe precious affections, wherewith you have heretofore been pleaſed to honour me; but ſince it is only my misfortune, or rather, my Enemies happineſs, that have raviſhed it from me, that I feell no remorſe of any action, that might draw your indignation upon me; and in fine, am no leſs innocent, than when you thought me fit for the honour of em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment in your ſervice, I will not fear to appear before the face of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> to receive from his mouth either a new patent for my life, or the final ſentence of my ruine; <hi>Caeſar,</hi> they are both in thy imperial hands: if I be worthy of Death, I here preſent my criminal head to your Juſtice; but if I have no way ſinn'd to the deſert of your anger, you can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not take away <hi>Cleopatra</hi> from me: it was from your conſent in my budding years, that I drew the encouragement of my boldneſs to ſerve her, and only upon your parole, I credited my hopes to poſſeſs her, I have ſince done nothing that can make you repent your firſt bounties, and though I am forbidden by your order the ſight of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and that <hi>Princeſs</hi> be commanded to Eſpouſe <hi>Tiberius,</hi> I found it hard to believe, <hi>my Lord,</hi> that for my ſake only, you could offer violence to that delight, which you ever took in doing Juſtice, and conſent to doom a Prince to ſo cruel a Death, who has never appeared in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grateful to your bounty, nor ever ſpared his blood, when you gave him leave to hazard it for your Quarrel.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſpoke in this manner, and though <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was not well pleas'd with his Car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage, yet the eſteem, he ever cheriſh'd for generous perſons, helped him to digeſt the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty of his language, and preſerve a part of thoſe thoughts unruin'd, which he entertain'd to his advantage; but, being reſolv'd to be abſolute in his <hi>Empire,</hi> and judging the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceedings of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had ſhock'd authority, held up the ſame ſeverity that appeared at the firſt bluſh in his viſage, and taking the word as ſoon as <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was come to his <hi>Period:</hi> 
                     <q>I declar'd my intentions plainly enough, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> without leaving a neceſſity to you for repairing to my mouth for a further Explication; and you underſtood it too well before, to find a preſent Excuſe for your diſobedience, you knew it was my reſolution to give <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and to make you no contemptible portion of thoſe Crowns which your Father loſt by the Law of Arms, yet without conſidering that by an exceſs of bounty I have done more for you than I ought, you have deſpis'd my offers and op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pos'd my will, I could make it appear that it is in my power to make you know your duty; but I have endur'd the faults you have committed, for <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and my Siſter <hi>Octavia</hi>'s ſake, who intereſs themſelves more than becomes them, in your behalf; and, in conſideration of them, though you have ingratefully abus'd the gift I have profer'd, I am yet willing to reſtore you <hi>Mauritania</hi> under a tribute, upon condition you murmur no more, and (in lieu of the condeſcention you are to receive of our bounty) from this very moment, totally releaſe all your pretences of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At this Diſcourſe of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> (any of a lower ſpirit than my Maſters, might have ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>morouſly taken an occaſion to be ſatisfied) <hi>Coriolanus</hi> appeared to the eyes of all the be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holders, ſo enflamed with <hi>Choler,</hi> as he found it impoſſible for all the temper and modera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion he could make, to check it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> it was no other than my Fathers lot in War, that made you a claim to my obedience, which you exact of me, as from the meaneſt Citizen among the <hi>Romans;</hi> I am deſcended of a regal ſtock, which before the luckleſs chance of <hi>Juba,</hi> never gave precedency to any, the unkindneſs of his fortune has reduc'd me to ſuffer all things from thoſe ſhe has made our Maſters; but ſhe has not abaſed my Courage to make me accept a preſent from you, after the receipt of ſuch unworthy uſage; you have not a reward in all your <hi>Dominions,</hi> that, in the meaneſt degree, can weigh againſt the worth of that <hi>Princeſs</hi> you have taken from me, and if ever the Gods grow willing that I reaſcend
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the throne of my Fathers, I ſhall find ſome other ſteps to mount it, than by the liberality of a man, who contrary to his promiſe, has deprived me of a <hi>Gem</hi> a thouſand times more precious than all that he is capable of giving: I refuſe, deſpiſe your offer, and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtead of diſclaiming (as you would have it) my right to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I do here de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clare, that unleſs you remove my life out of his way, there is not a man upon earth ſhall poſſeſs her.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words, (bold beyond all expectation, and parting from the mouth of a man, whoſe deſpair had extinguiſhed his deſire to live) fir'd the Soul of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> with a rage ſo impetu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous, as, furiouſly riſing from his ſeat, he was infallibly about to pronounce ſome dreadful Sentence againſt my Maſter, if <hi>Marcellus</hi> on one ſide, and <hi>Agrippa</hi> on the other, had not haſtily fallen at his feet, and ſtreightly embracing his knees, conjur'd him to forgive the tranſports of a deſperate man, and rather impoſe the puniſhment he deſerved, upon them, than let the effects of his reſentments fall heavy upon their friend.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who in himſelf excus'd a Paſſion, that ſeldom leaves us the uſe of reaſon, when it ruſhes to ſuch extremities, ſeeing two men at his feet, which he tendered as much as himſelf, began to cool in his fury, and turning his eyes from my Maſters face, for fear it ſhould reinflame him; <q>Let him live, <hi>ſaid he;</hi> ſince you deſire it, but immediately get him out of our ſight, and depart <hi>Rome</hi> within three days, if he has no mind to die an igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minious death.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>My Maſter had no time to underſtand theſe laſt words, to which he had infallibly re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd, whatever peril had menaced him, for before <hi>Caeſar</hi> was come to his period, <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> clapping hold of him on either ſide, had almoſt drawn him by force out of the Chamber, for fear his anſwer ſhould wind up the <hi>Emperors</hi> choler, ſo high, as would poſe all their power to appeaſe it.</p>
                  <p>When my Maſter was gone out of the preſence, <hi>Marcellus, Agrippa,</hi> and the reſt of his friends, deeply afflicted at this diſaſter, and not knowing which way to reverſe the <hi>Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perors orders,</hi> appear'd with a greater dejection, than doubtleſs they would have ſhewed for their proper Intereſt; but <hi>Coriolanus</hi> reading their troubles in their looks, and ſlighting that which inſtructed their friendſhip to admit fear in his behalf, after he had regarded them with a confident eye, <q>Let not my deſtiny, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> diſquiet you, the Gods will take care of it, and poſſible mine own arm may aſſiſt their providence; 'tis <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s will that I go out of <hi>Rome,</hi> and I am reſolved to obey him in ſuch a manner, as perhaps he will quickly wiſh to ſee me again within the precinct of his walls.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>When his friends had conducted him home, he there paſs'd away the reſt of the day, and though by <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s means, he might have ſeen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in the Evening, he was ſo ſenſible of his own diſtemper, as he would not appear before her in that condition: <hi>Marcellus</hi> was much to ſeek for advice to give him, and only contented himſelf to tell him, that his Intereſts ſhould ever lie in an equal ballance with his own, and that he would not ſtick to ſerve him in all occaſions, and againſt all ſorts of <hi>Enemies,</hi> only the <hi>Emperors</hi> ſacred perſon excepted, as that of his Father and his Benefactor. Though my Maſter could not diſtruſt <hi>Marcellus,</hi> yet he thought it not fit to unmask his intentions to him, ſuppoſing by the advice of divers reaſons, he would ſtrive to diſſwade the reſolution he had taken, and the next day knowing that <hi>Tiberius</hi> was gone to ſee <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> in <hi>Veſta</hi>'s <hi>Temple,</hi> who there aſſiſted at ſome <hi>Sacrifices</hi> with <hi>Octavia,</hi> and divers other <hi>Roman Ladies,</hi> he went thi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther with the young Prince <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> follow'd by thoſe of his friends that came to viſit him at his riſing; all thoſe that ſaw him enter the <hi>Temple,</hi> diſcovered in his face a large part of his inquietude, and paſſing by ſuch of his acquaintance with a furious look, as ſtood in his way, without lending the leaſt regard to any, he went and plac'd himſelf right againſt <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> not far from <hi>Tiberius,</hi> who retir'd his eyes from the Princeſs, where they had been taſting ſome rarities, to fix them upon his with a Countenance, wherein I read the Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tents of trouble enough; my Maſter made choice of that ſacred place to ſpeak to him, well knowing that he could not have taken the ſame liberty in any other, and that all the <hi>Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mans</hi> were ſo well inſtructed in their difference, as their Diſcourſe would have been cut off at the firſt encounter; at firſt <hi>Coriolanus</hi> for a time ſeriouſly beheld <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and ſhe often anſwered his regards with ſome of her own, that were very advantagious and obliging; but the Prince, feigning that he was not advanced far enough to take a free and eaſie view of her, he quitted the place where he ſtood, and went up to <hi>Tiberius. Tiberius</hi> ſtaid for him in his ſtation, without the loſs of any aſſurance, and when my Maſter came near him, joy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning his cheek to his, that he might not be heard by thoſe that encompaſſed them: <q>
                        <hi>Tibe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rius, ſaid he,</hi> do not hope to poſſes <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> while I am on this ſide my Tomb, 'tis a for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune that will not be peaceably enjoyed, till thou haſt fought with me, and cut me from the world; my birth is no way inferior to thine, and my former actions may happily invite thee
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to gain an improvement of glory upon me; the Weapons are at thy choice, the place of Combat at thy diſpoſal, and if thou haſt a Courage worthy to ſerve <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſure thou wilt as readily facilitate the means of this perſonal deciſion as poſſible.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>That ſhall be done, <hi>reply'd Tiberius,</hi> with an untroubled look, when I am poſſeſs'd of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and till then I will not diſtrub ſo near a happineſs to content thy deſpair; but when I once can call her mine, I ſhall greedily embrace all occaſions to preſerve a treaſure, of which thy death muſt aſſure me; nor will I then refuſe any ſort of arms, place, or kind of Combat to ſatisfie thy paſſion and mine: if thou ſtayeſt for the enjoyment of <hi>Cleopatra, reply'd my Prince</hi> before our tryal, thou wilt never ſee the time thou haſt ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pointed, and this excuſe thou haſt found to defer the Combat, is baſe and unbecoming a perſon of Courage; for ſhame do not ask the delay of an action that carries an undiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penſible neceſſity: and ſince thou ſeeſt that I yet keep the high-way of honour, do not provoke that deſpair wherewith thou upbraideſt me, to ſeek ſome private path to thy De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruction: Were I as diſtractedly perplex'd, <hi>anſwer'd Tiberius,</hi> and as near my ruin as thou art, 'tis likely I might leap the ſame precipice; but as my affairs are now tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per'd, I am reſolved to ſeek my own ends as well as thine; and though my deſire of Combat be as hot as any thy heart can hold, thou wilt hope it but in vain, till three days after our <hi>Nuptials.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Is that thy laſt reſolution, ſaid <hi>Coriolanus</hi> allin a flame? Yes, <hi>reply'd Tiberius,</hi> and if thou doſt not hurt thy deſtruction too haſtily, thou wilt preſs me no further. And here I proteſt by all the Gods that hear us, <hi>reply'd the furious Coriolanus,</hi> before the dawning Marriage day, though guarded by all the puiſſance of the <hi>Empire,</hi> thou ſhalt die by this hand.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>After he had pronounced theſe words, he went out of the <hi>Temple</hi> with ſuch a Tempeſt in his looks, as affrighted all thoſe that met him in his paſſage.</p>
                  <p>He retired to his Chamber, but ſtaid not there; for fear the words he exchang'd with <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius,</hi> being carried to <hi>Auguſtus</hi> ear, might bring a ſudden Seige of the Emperors guards a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout his Lodgings, and ſo deſpoil him of the means to execute his intentions: in homage to theſe thoughts, he mounted preſently on horſe-back, and taking no perſon with him but my ſelf, we got out of <hi>Rome</hi> through ſome blind unfrequented ſtreets, and in ſtead of keep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the high-way, we croſs'd over the fields to a little <hi>Village,</hi> to which we made our retreat, where my Maſter reſolved to ſtay the remainder of that day, and the night following.</p>
                  <p>There did he paſs away that whole time, in the ſtrangeſt condition that ever I beheld, and all thoſe reaſons which from the affection he had ever ſhewed me, I took the liberty to urge, could not draw him to ſo much as a moments truce with his furious thoughts. <q>Thou ſhalt die, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> thou inſolent <hi>Rival,</hi> Savage Enemy, and all the <hi>Tyranick puiſſance</hi> of thoſe that ſupport thee againſt me, ſhall not guard thee from the hands of a deſperate <hi>Lover;</hi> that very deſpair, late a ſubject of thy mockery, may prove more terrible than all the power of <hi>Auguſtus;</hi> the <hi>Marriage</hi> thou believeſt ſo near, does doubtleſs keep a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moter diſtance than the death I intend, which I will either give thee, or receive at thy hands in ſuch terms as honour ſhall appoint; and yet ſince thoſe are rejected by thee, think it not ſtrange if I ſeek out others, that may lawfully ſerve my reſentments.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Such diſcourſes as theſe, with thoughts of the ſame alliance, ſwallowed the whole night, and the next morning without imparting any other Command than follow him, we re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mounted our Horſes, and bent our courſe back to the City.</p>
                  <p>By this time nothing made ſo great a noiſe at <hi>Rome</hi> as the Marriage between <hi>Tiberius</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> all things were provided there for the ſolemnities, and the preparation advanc'd ſo far, as none doubted but three or four days would conſummate it, in vain <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had deeply proteſted her averſion to eſpouſe <hi>Tiberius,</hi> in vain engag'd <hi>Octavia, Marcellus,</hi> with the reſt of her friends, moſt powerful with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> ſince all their intreaties did rather ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>durate than ſoften his obſtinacy; for the ſame day we went to the <hi>Village,</hi> he came himſelf to ſpeak with <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and in ſpight of all the Rhetorick of her <hi>Grief</hi> and <hi>Reaſon,</hi> expreſt in tears and words, he redoubled his command in ſo abſolute a manner, to prepare her ſelf within three days to tye the knot with <hi>Tiberius,</hi> as ſhe loſt all hope of obtaining milder conditions; I know not how her reſolution was then temper'd, but ſhe has ſince deeply vowed to my Maſter, ſhe would rather have taken a Diſpenſation from Death, than give her conſent to this Marriage, whatever Diſcretion ſtood before at the Helm of her words and actions, all could not now hinder her from appearing deſperate, <hi>Marcellus</hi> was torn upon the <hi>Rack</hi> of a violent grief, <hi>Octavia</hi> moſt exceſſively afflicted, and <hi>Tiberius</hi> with his party ſung their Triumphant <hi>Io</hi>'s in the forward expectation of a happineſs, which he was not too well aſſur'd of.</p>
                  <p>This was the conſtitution of affairs when we entered <hi>Rome,</hi> and advanc'd towards the Lodgings of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> at the hour he was accuſtomed to go wait upon the Emperor
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at his riſing, my Maſter had the ſame Horſe under him which he charged upon in the laſt Battel againſt the <hi>Aſturians,</hi> one of the ſtrongeſt, fierceſt, and faireſt in the world, and choſen by him as the fitteſt in all his ſtable, for the execution of that hardy deſign which then buſied his thoughts: we had twice paſt by the corner of a Street, where we waited the coming out of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> when at laſt he appear'd, as my Maſter expected him, he was mounted upon a little white Nag, with a rich <hi>Capariſon</hi> embroidered with Gold, and ſet with Jewels that trailed after him upon the ground, <hi>Gaius Druſus</hi> his <hi>Brother,</hi> and <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cus Sulpitius,</hi> rode on either ſide of him upon two Nags of the ſame ſtature, after them followed a large train of people on foot, as well Servants as free Perſons, that ſawned upon the fortunes of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> with a ſervile complacence: my Maſter no ſooner ſpied <hi>Tiberius,</hi> but without ſpending a thought upon the numbers that followed him, he ſnatcht out his Sword, and ſpurring up to him with a ſwiftneſs comparable to lightning; Behold <hi>Tiberius,</hi> cry'd he, ſee here the Bridal I prepare thee, he had ſcarce finiſhed theſe few words, when he joyned up to him, and though <hi>Tiberius</hi> had been allowed leiſure to get out his Sword, the aſſault of my Maſter was ſo prompt and impetuous, as before his Enemy could put him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf in a poſture of defence, he was quite run through the body by <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and tumbled all bloody in the midſt of his men; but if his Sword overthrew <hi>Tiberius,</hi> the ſhock of his Horſe at the ſame time did no leſs to <hi>Druſus,</hi> and perceiving <hi>Sulpitius</hi> had got his Sword in his hand, and lifted it up to oppoſe his paſſage, by a ſudden blow with the Edge of his, he ſent it to the Earth with the hand that held it amongſt the horſe feet; after this prompt Execution, he eaſily opened himſelf a path through thoſe that were on foot, among which he found none hardy enough to oppoſe his fury, and though we met at the end of the Street with ſome <hi>Pretorian</hi> Bands that were going to relieve the <hi>Emperours</hi> guard, my Maſter broke through them like a Thunder-bolt, encountring no reſiſtance that had power to arreſt him: ſo few endeavoured to ſtop my Carrier, as I found it not hard to follow him at the heels, beſides, I was mounted upon ſo gallant a horſe, as it would not have prov'd an eaſie task to have taken me.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>You have aſtoniſh'd me, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> with the recital of ſo grand a daring, and though I have liſtned to the piece of your ſtory, as a thing prodigious, yet I cannot for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bear to interrupt it, with the tender of ſuch praiſes as his bravery has highly merited: I ought not, <hi>reply'd Emilius,</hi> to diſclaim the glory of my Maſters actions, and yet in that I muſt acknowledge, the depth of his Deſpair had as great a hand as the height of his courage, though the advantage of his horſe, and the ſwiftneſs of the action acquainted him with leſs danger than his own imagination could fanoy, but my relation muſt now ſucceed to greater things, and ſo in the ſequel draw to the end of this tedious Story.</q>
                  </p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="book">
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART II.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Coriolanus <hi>flyes with</hi> Hyppias <hi>and</hi> Lipſipus <hi>into</hi> Mauritania, <hi>where his Fathers Subjects unanimouſly riſe to recover his right, and their own liberty. He bravely defeats</hi> Canidius, Cecinna, Sillanus, Voluſius, <hi>and</hi> Domitius Aenobarbus, <hi>in ſeveral battels. Totally re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duces both the</hi> Mauritania<hi>'s, and is ſolemnly Crowned King. Leaves his new Subjects, and in diſguiſe of a private man, goes to meet</hi> Cleopatra <hi>at</hi> Syracuſa; <hi>ſhe bitterly upbraids him with</hi> Diſloyalty <hi>and</hi> Ingratitude, <hi>which throws him into a</hi> Feaver. <hi>He is taken</hi> Priſoner <hi>by the</hi> Governour Lucius Varus, <hi>and is again ſet at liberty by</hi> Claudius Varus <hi>his Son, from thence he repairs to</hi> Alexandria <hi>in purſuit of his incenſed Princeſs.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>E got out of <hi>Rome</hi> with as much facility as we wiſh'd, and leaving the way that lead to <hi>Oſtia</hi> on our left hand, we ſought (not for the <hi>Village</hi> where we paſs'd the precedent night) but for a houſe that ſtood remote for all high-ways, in a wood above 100 furlongs from <hi>Rome,</hi> which my Maſter had often ſeen when he was a hunting, and remember'd it had ſhelter'd him from divers ſtorms, there he decre'd to expect the approach of night, well knowing that after ſhe had ſpread her ſhades, he might ſteal back into <hi>Rome;</hi> and becauſe the City was vaſt, and the Inhabitants very numerous, he might hide himſelf there for divers days with more ſafety, than any of the adjacent places could promiſe him.</p>
               <p>We were no ſooner got into the fields, when my Maſter ſtopping his horſe, and turning towards me, with a look that acknowledged the ſatisfaction he took in the ſucceſs of his enterprize: <q>My Rival is dead, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> or at leaſt in too feeble a condition to rob me of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and now let the <hi>Gods</hi> do what they pleaſe with my deſtiny.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I was ſo amaz'd at what I had lately ſeen, as, till then I had not the power to command a word, and though accuſtom'd to ſee my Prince do great things, the ſuddenneſs of this laſt act ſo ſurpris'd me, as I had not time enough to recover the uſe of my reaſon; but when this diſcourſe had a little diſpell'd the clouds of my amazement; <q>'Tis true Sir, <hi>ſaid I, Tiberius</hi> is dead, and if my eye did not cozen me, I ſaw him in an eſtate to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hearten all hopes of recovery; but, my Lord, what meant you by all this? and what de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign do your thoughts now drive at? I meant, <hi>ſaid Coriolanus,</hi> to free my ſelf of a Rival that would have taken my life, to break this Marriage with <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> wherein I muſt have found my Sepulcher, and for the deſign thoughts are hatching, if they have but the luck to bring it forth, a few days will acquaint thee with it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
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This diſcourſe, with others upon the ſame ſubject, held us play till we arrived at the houſe, where we alighted, yet ſtill holding our Horſes by the Bridles, and ſtanding ready to make a ſudden retreat upon the alarm of any noiſe that deſerved ſuſpicion, the night was no ſooner come, but we mounted again, and taking a great compaſs, returned to the City, which we entered by a Gate that was very far from that we came out at, and paſſed through a blind Street to the Houſe of one <hi>Strato</hi> a faithful Slave of my Maſters, on whom, for ſome important ſervice he had lately beſtowed his liberty, with a bounteous Donative to ſupport him in his free condition.</p>
               <p>To his Houſe unknown to all the Court he rather choſe to retire, than to any of his Friends, whoſe quality might ingender ſuſpicion; and ſo by ſheltring him expoſe their Credit to ruine in the breaſt of <hi>Caeſar.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Strato,</hi> who with the reſt of <hi>Rome,</hi> had learned the diſaſter of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> no ſooner ſaw my Prince at the door, but throwing himſelf at his feet with all the motions of paſſionate loyalty, begged of him not only to diſpoſe of the goods he held of his bounty, but employ his life too in the ſervice of his deſigns. <hi>Coriolanus</hi> being entered the Houſe, and having cauſed the Horſes to be carried away, demanded news of <hi>Strato,</hi> what the City talked of his laſt action, how <hi>Caeſar</hi> reſented it, and how <hi>Tiberius</hi> fared: <hi>Strato,</hi> who was very diſcreet, and whoſe affection to his Maſter had carried him all that day about the City, to inform himſelf of things wherein it gave him ſo great an intereſt, preſently told him that <hi>Tiberius</hi> was not dead, but almoſt paſt all hope of reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very, that <hi>Caeſar</hi> had appeared tranſported with ſuch an exceſs of fury, that he had not only ſent vaſt numbers in his ſearch, cauſed his Lodging to be ſeiz'd, and confiſcated all the goods he had at <hi>Rome,</hi> but proclaimed a promiſe of two hundred talents to any that could bring him his head, and one hundred to him that could detect the place of his reſidence.</p>
               <p>This Diſcourſe awaked the Reſentments of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> againſt the Emperor; <q>He has reaſon, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to deſire my ruine, and if he takes me from the world, he may poſſible free his apprehenſions by that act of none of the meaneſt of his Enemies.</q> 
                  <hi>Strato</hi> added, that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> had conceived ſo high a pique againſt all my Maſters friends, as he would never ſince endure <hi>Marcellus, Agrippa,</hi> nor <hi>Octavia</hi> her ſelf to come in his ſight; and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides had made a promiſe to <hi>Livia,</hi> his revenge ſhould reach to all thoſe that could be proved accomplices in that action.</p>
               <p>After ſome other Diſcourſe, in which my Maſter aſſured <hi>Strato</hi> he would truſt him with his life, he got on horſe-back, and taking him along to the corner of a ſtreet neer <hi>Marcellus</hi> his Houſe, he commanded him to go thither, and endeavour to deliver his Meſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſage in private to the Prince, and conduct him to that place where he would wait his ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proach: <hi>Strato</hi> quitted himſelf of his commiſſion ſo handſomly, as we had not ſtaid half an hour in the place where he left us, when we ſaw him return with <hi>Marcellus</hi> (with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out either Follower or Torch, but the light of the Moon, which was then at the full) on Horſe-back like us, with his face half mufled in a Cloak; he found my Maſter in the ſame eſtate, and no ſooner came neer him, but throwing his arms about his neck, as if ſome long time had crept between that and their laſt interview. <q>Brother, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> what have you done? to what a torment have you put me in behalf of your ſafety? I have done that, <hi>replyed my Prince,</hi> which, were it undone, I would do again at the hazard of a thouſand lives, and poſſible I have not yet done it to purpoſe, ſince <hi>Tiberius</hi> is ſtill alive: Indeed he is not dead, <hi>anſwer'd Marcellus,</hi> but there is ſo little appearance left of Life, and his wound is prov'd ſo deep and dangerous, as none have yet ſeen it without deſpair: Do not then torment your ſelf, <hi>ſaid Coriolanus,</hi> for my ſafety, my own hand has carved it for me in that action, nor ſhould I ever have enjoyed it, had <hi>Tiberius</hi> eſpous'd <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> I do not ſo much as pity that man, <hi>reply'd Marcellus,</hi> ſince his life was an Enemy to your repoſe; but how will you now diſpoſe of your inten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions? and what can we do for you in this Extremity, to which you have hurried your Affairs, if we were not able to ſerve you when they rode at <hi>Anchor</hi> in a calmer <hi>Ocean?</hi> You ſhall do, <hi>reply'd Coriolanus,</hi> what you have ever done, ſtill continue to love me, ſtill aſſiſt me in the perſon and opinion of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and leave the reſt to the conduct of the <hi>Gods,</hi> who will not abandon me, nor can they involve me in a worſe condition than what this happy blow has ſo lately prevented: but do you believe your ſelf in any ſafety at <hi>Rome, added Marcellus?</hi> and though the vaſt extent of the City has often conceal'd other perſons, do you think to defraud the diligence of ſo many ſpyes, who are both Ey'd and wing'd for a narrow ſearch, by the promiſe of a rich reward for your diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery: For the time I intend to ſtay at <hi>Rome, reply'd Coriolanus,</hi> I hope to find it a ſafe retreat, and ſince I have employed the three days that <hi>Caeſar</hi> gave me as my
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wiſh contriv'd it, I will now quit it without another diſpleaſure, than thoſe I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent it being divided from <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Marcellus:</hi> In the mean time I ſhall find other places enough, that will lend me entertainment, and if I thrive in one deſign, perhaps I ſhall have no need to borrow it; I will only intreat the ſight of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> (which you may eaſily obtain in my behalf) once or twice before my parting, and then repoſe that dear truſt, with ſome comfort in your hands, till the ſucceſs of my affairs will reſtore her to my Eyes.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> took ſome time to ſtudy upon this, and then taking the word; <q>I believe, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> ſince my Mother and all her family are at your devotion, you have no more to do but go to the little door at the brink of <hi>Tiber,</hi> which you are well acquainted with, and ſtay there till I bring you ſome news, I will come and open it my ſelf, after I have ſpoke with <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and diſpos'd her to meet you in the <hi>Garden.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>My Maſter finding this contrivance very expedient for his purpoſe, returned a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand thanks to his friend, and giving him leave to go upon his own deſign, he releaſed him upon promiſe to meet at the place appointed, and when we were got about an hun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred paces from thence, he alighted, and commanding <hi>Strato</hi> to ſtay for him with the Horſes in <hi>Mars</hi>'s field, which was not far from thence, we walked upon the bank of <hi>Tiber,</hi> ſtill expecting when the opening of the door ſhould invite our approaches: indeed it coſt us leſs patience than we appointed, and <hi>Marcellus,</hi> the moſt real, and therefore the moſt diligent of all his friends, in half an hours time made all things ready as my Maſter wiſhed them. To make good his promiſe, himſelf opened us the door, and we were no ſooner en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered the <hi>Garden,</hi> but the light of the Moon ſhewed us the <hi>Princeſs Cleopatra,</hi> followed by her Siſter the <hi>Princeſs Antonia,</hi> youngeſt <hi>Daughter</hi> to <hi>Antony,</hi> and <hi>Octavia,</hi> with <hi>Camillia,</hi> the <hi>Darling</hi> of her <hi>Maids,</hi> going into one of the Arbors.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Octavia</hi> had come her ſelf, if the conſideration of her <hi>Brother,</hi> and the <hi>Dignity</hi> of her own perſon, had not adviſed her to ſuborn ignorance to excuſe it, <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was half undreſt, and yet that diſadvantage, by the help of an imperfect light, was not able to conceal her Beauty, nor did ever the Star that ruled at the interview, in all her Celeſtial travels behold a mortal beauty that could equal her.</p>
               <p>My Maſter no ſooner came near, but falling at her feet, and embracing her knees; <q>I ask your pardon my adorable <hi>Princeſs, ſaid he,</hi> for what I have done to preſerve you, and could I have kept you out of his power, without ſpilling the blood of a man that loved you, I would have bought off his loſs at the expence of my own; but ſince there was no other way to ſave the life that is yours, and defend you from a yoak that would have been impos'd againſt your conſent, do not you ſtill give me leave to appear in the dreſs of my former Innocence?</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Princeſs took ſome time to anſwer my Maſter, when ſuddenly lifting up her head, and looking upon him with a languiſhing action; <q>Ah <hi>Coriolanus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> how raſh you have been! how well might you have ſpared me a diſpleaſure, by curing our common misfortune with means leſs violent: If I thought you bemoaned the fate of <hi>Tiberius, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed my Prince,</hi> I could be content to retrieve his ſafety, by ſtaking my life to the ſame dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger that threatens his; my regret for <hi>Tiberius, ſaid the Princeſs,</hi> ſtretches no farther, than becauſe I love not blood, nor deſire the death of my cruelleſt <hi>Enemies;</hi> you cannot but know that what you have done has made me a prey to very ſenſible perplexities, that your ſelf has robb'd your own deſires of the means to ſee me, and blocked up your way to the fruition of a happineſs, which you aimed at in the death of your Rival: I am better acquainted with the dangees that menace you here, than to ſuffer your longer aboad at <hi>Rome,</hi> and you know too well how dear you are to me, to ignore the grief that will gall me at our ſeparation: I am willing to believe, that in your abſence you will keep me that affection pure and undeflowred, which I prefer'd before the offers of <hi>Livia,</hi> and do ſtill prize above all the gay things wherewith the world can tempt me; but what comfort can be left me in ſo cruel and dangerous an abſence, in ſo ſad an incertainty of your return: Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides, the mercileſs orders of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> will reach to all, and there are few corners of the Earth can hide you ſecurely, ſo long as he is your Enemy: what ſhall become of me in theſe woful apprehenſions I ſhall ſuffer for you? and which of the <hi>Gods</hi> will promiſe me I ſhall e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver be permitted to ſee you again? Heavens, <hi>purſued ſhe, with ſome warm pearls that broke away from her fair eyes,</hi> did the faults of unfortunate <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſo highly in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenſe you, as your pitileſs anger muſt ſtill purſue the reliques of their deplorable family?</q>
               </p>
               <p>A throng of ſighs cut off the courſe of her words, and hindered the <hi>Princeſs</hi> from go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing on: <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whatever ſhare he went in her grief, took a marvellous comfort in thoſe woful proofs of her affection, which touch'd him ſo feelingly, as after he had ty'd his lips for a time to one of the <hi>Princeſs</hi> hands: <q>Now let <hi>Auguſtus, cry'd he,</hi> diſplay all the
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puiſſance of his <hi>Empire</hi> againſt me, and let the whole world aſſiſt him in his aims at my overthrow, I brave them all, <hi>my Princeſs,</hi> in the eſtate to which your goodneſs has ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>alted me, and ſince your inviolate affection is mine in a greater meaſure, than my law<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fulleſt hope could ambition, I can ſuffer nothing in my exile, nor in thoſe perils that threaten my ſafety, capable to counterpoiſe the meaneſt part of my happineſs: I know Madam, that I am forced to leave you, and were I in your heart, with as much advantage as the hand of <hi>Hymen</hi> could place me, I could not own one ſingle deſire to ſee you follow the fortune of a man, to whom <hi>Heaven</hi> has denied a place to repoſe you; no <hi>Madam,</hi> I muſt have a <hi>Kingdom</hi> to receive you as I ought and inſtead of deſiring you ſhould tye your ſelf to the condition of a wretch, I will never raiſe my pretences to the <hi>honour</hi> of your <hi>poſſeſſion,</hi> till I am able to ſet a <hi>Crown</hi> upon your head: perhaps I am not ſo far from per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forming this, as it is believed, and if fortune does not uſe me too rudely, I may happily come back in a Condition, that will enable me to ask the proofs of your affection in a more becoming poſture; let me beg the favour of your confidence in theſe words, and do not look for leſs than extraordinary effects, from a man that could not have liſted himſelf in your ſervice with a common Courage.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>There is nothing too hard for my hopes in your vertue, <hi>replyed the Princeſs,</hi> nor can I acknowledge any default of thoſe <hi>Crowns</hi> in your perſon, which for my ſake you rejected; 'tis true, I could wiſh my ſelf a power to inveſt you with thoſe that <hi>Anthony</hi> deſigned me in my child-hood, or be content to wiſh you a throne in ſome other place; not that <hi>Diadems</hi> can add new graces to your perſon, too lively of it ſelf to need an Exterior Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nament, but to provide us a covert againſt the ſtorms of <hi>Tyranny,</hi> and ranſome our li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty from the power of thoſe, who after the pulling down of our houſes, do ſtill inhu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manly proſecute the remainder.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At this period, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> looked round to obſerve if any liſtened to their Diſcourſe, and perceiving <hi>Marcellus</hi> (to leave them the greater liberty) was walked with his Siſter into the Garden, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Maid who ſtaid with her Miſtreſs, ſtood yet at the diſtance of ten or twelve paces, letting fall the tone of his voice; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I have a deſign which I would, if you pleaſe, reveal to none but your ſelf; if I hide it from <hi>Marcellus,</hi> 'tis not ſuſpition that adviſed me, ſince, if the fates could ſpin me as many threads, I would truſt him with a thouſand lives, but the conſideration I keep for his Intereſt, not willing to involve him in a plot that may ſpeak him criminal to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> but I hope your goodneſs will give him my excuſes after 'tis once broke out: To theſe words, when he had begged of the <hi>Princeſs</hi> to preſerve it aſecret, ſucceeded the Diſcovery of ſome thoughts, to which I was yet a ſtranger, and which you ſhall learn in the Stories ſequel:</q> the <hi>Princeſs</hi> timerouſly reflected upon the difficulties ſhe found in the deſign, but after ſome conteſtations with her fears, ſhe remitted all to the conduct of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and that to the <hi>Gods</hi> to whom ſhe recommended him.</p>
               <p>By this time <hi>Marcellus</hi> and his Siſter were come back to the Arbour, and, after they had ſpent one hour together in Diſcourſe, my Maſter, fearing to incommodate the <hi>Princeſs,</hi> and at the reaſon, the nights not being over warm, he took his leave for the Evening, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treating the Company to give him the favour of a ſecond meeting in the ſame place the fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowing night, wherein he reſolv'd to part from <hi>Rome;</hi> he intreated <hi>Marcellus</hi> to be there with the reſt, and not think of ſeeing him all the next day, reſolving to ſhut up himſelf in <hi>Strato</hi>'s houſe, where he could not viſit him, without running the hazard of a dangerous Jealouſie, <hi>Marcellus</hi> though mortally afflicted at this ſeparation, at laſt conſented to his friends deſire, and, becauſe all that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had at <hi>Rome,</hi> were ſeized by the <hi>Emperors</hi> order, he furniſhed him with <hi>Horſes, Slaves,</hi> and all things elſe his neceſſity demanded, and ſent them out of the City before day, with orders to ſtay for us at the Port of <hi>Brindes,</hi> un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the conduct of one of my Maſters Officers that had formerly ſerved <hi>Marcellus</hi> with an uncommon fidelity.</p>
               <p>My Maſter told his friend, he intended a retreat to the King of <hi>Libia</hi>'s Court, the neareſt of his Kinſmen where he could ſtay with aſſurance, till the choler of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was waſted to a cooler temper, which he would learn to hope from the power of his mediation; but the Reaſons he alledg'd to that <hi>Princeſs</hi> would not let him unrip any part of that deſign he communicated to <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>We retir'd to the Houſe of <hi>Strato,</hi> and were no ſooner there, but my Maſter (inſtead of beſtowing the remains of that night upon reſt) ſent me to the Lodgings of <hi>Hippias,</hi> and <hi>Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſippus,</hi> to intreat them to come and ſee him before day. Theſe were two of the principal men in <hi>Mauritania,</hi> who, by the general ſuffrage of that People, were ſent to <hi>Rome,</hi> to carry their complaints to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> of the violent and harſh uſage they received from the <hi>Roman</hi> Garriſons, and the <hi>Praetor Voluſius,</hi> whoſe inſufferable inſolence and cruelty had reduc'd
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the poor Inhabitants to deſpair: Theſe two Deputies had been with their complaints at <hi>Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſars</hi> feet, without obtaining any redreſs, and it was much about the time we return'd from the <hi>Aſturian War.</hi> Theſe <hi>Moors,</hi> who had already learn'd my Maſters repute from the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon noiſe, beheld him with a reſpect proportioned to the Son of their late King: and him that had been born to command them, if Fortune had not ſtripped him of thoſe Digni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, before Nature compleated his being; and meeting with all the qualities in him they could deſire in the perſon of a <hi>Sovereign,</hi> after they had made themſelves particularly known by divers viſits, at laſt they ventur'd at the liberty to tell him, if he would preſent himſelf to his lawful Subjects, and ſhew them the face of the Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> (a name they ſtill honor'd with a deep veneration) and of a Prince already known by the bruit of his beautiful acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, they did not queſtion, but the People, taking Courage and as well from their affection to him, as averſion to the <hi>Roman Government,</hi> by an univerſal riſing, aſſiſted by his valour, would ſet him in his Fathers throne.</p>
               <p>Theſe two <hi>Agents</hi> had often renew'd this propoſition, to which, though the firſt ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearance of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s partiality had opened his ear, becauſe he was not yet his <hi>Enemy,</hi> he had as often rejected it, believing he could not anſwer any ſecret contrivance at the bar of Honour againſt a man that been his Benefactor: during this private Treaty, they recei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved news from their Country that did no way cool their proceedings, and ſtill as my Maſters reſentments boil'd higher by degrees againſt <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> they failed not to ply him ſo hotly with freſh ſollicitations, as my Maſter perceiving all things grow deſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate for him at <hi>Rome,</hi> and underſtanding that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> had proſcribed his name, and caus'd it to be ſet up in the Streets, (as in the time of the <hi>Triumvirate)</hi> with a propoſal of a recompence to his <hi>Murderers,</hi> his juſt reſentments were wound up, to the reſolution of a revenge upon his Enemy, by a way that ſhould lead him to his lawful heritage: this was the deſign he imparted to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and the ſame that made him ſend me for <hi>Hippias</hi> and <hi>Liſippus.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe two men (raviſh'd at the knowledge of their Prince's abode) for whom they had all the preceding day ſuffered ſo many fears, immediately parted from their lodg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing and came along with me to <hi>Strato</hi>'s houſe: my <hi>Prince</hi> no ſooner ſaw and embrac'd them, but he declared his deſign to ſerve their honeſt deſires, in chaſing the <hi>Romans</hi> out of his Fathers Territories, he promis'd he would be ready to go away with them the fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowing night, and bad them be aſſured he would not be ſparing of his life, to requite the injuries of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> nor make himſelf an inconſiderable gift to that People, who had pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved ſo much affection for his Family.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Mauritanians,</hi> almoſt beſides themſelves with joy at this Diſcourſe, fell both at his feet, proteſting they would be ready to ſerve him as faithful guides till he ſet his foot upon thoſe <hi>Dominions</hi> the <hi>Romans</hi> had uſurp'd, and aſſured him he ſhould not find a man in both the <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s, that would not willingly hazard his life to beat out the <hi>Romans,</hi> and glad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſubject himſelf to his Sovereignty.</p>
               <p>This reſolution confirmed, and all the circumſtances ſettled, the two <hi>Moors</hi> went home to order their affairs for a Journey, and prepare themſelves to go away with us the following night. I ſay with us, for though I was born a <hi>Roman,</hi> and deſcended from a Family noble enough, ſo real an affection tied me to my Maſter, as neither the Intereſt of my Country, nor the love of my kindred could ſlack my carrier in running his Fortune.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Strato</hi> having carefully ſought up the faithfulleſt of my Maſters ſervants, without diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cloſing where he was, aſſigned them to be ready about the beginning of night, at a place he appointed; the reſt ſtaid behind at <hi>Rome,</hi> for fear too curious a ſearch of all ſhould betray us.</p>
               <p>Every thing thus diſpos'd of paſs'd away the day at <hi>Strato</hi>'s houſe, the greateſt part of which, my Maſter, wearied with his former watchings, beſtow'd in ſleep, at leaſt as much of it, as the grief he took to part with <hi>Cleopatra</hi> would permit him: ſo ſoon as the night was a little advanced, we mounted on <hi>Horſe back,</hi> and rendered our ſelves at <hi>Octavia</hi>'s <hi>Garden-gate,</hi> which was preſently opened us, wherewith <hi>Cleopatra, Marcellus,</hi> young <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> and the <hi>Princeſs</hi> her <hi>Daughters, Octavia</hi> came her ſelf in perſon, to bid <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus</hi> adieu.</p>
               <p>My <hi>Prince,</hi> very ſenſible of the favour, paid his acknowledgment to that great <hi>Princeſs,</hi> in the humbleſt language he could utter, but after ſhe had ſpent ſome time in his company, accepting her thanks for her friendly offices, and renewing the proteſtations of her a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity, with a promiſe to employ her whole life, as well to mediate his peace with <hi>Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſar,</hi> as preſerve him freſh in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s affections, ſhe would needs leave him the freedom of taking a private leave of the <hi>Princeſs;</hi> when, after ſhe had often embraced him with
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as tender an inpulgence, as if ſhe had groan'd for his birth, ſhe retired to her own apart<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment: it would poſe me to repeat all the endearing language, that love and amity dire<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cted to <hi>Coriolanus</hi> at this parting, as well from a <hi>Princeſs</hi> ſo paſſionately lov'd, as a friend ſo dear, and ſo worthy of his amity.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus, Ptolomee,</hi> and the <hi>Siſters,</hi> made the like retreat as before, to give <hi>Coriolanus</hi> an unwitneſſed leiſure of entertaining <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and reſuming the ſame Diſcourſe, he let fall at his laſt parting, and repeated the negotiation betwixt him and the two De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>puties of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> and mentioned all the probabilities of ſucceſs that he ſaw in his En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terprize: <q>If the Gods conſent, <hi>purſu'd he,</hi> that I thrive in this project, and arrive at the power to declare you the <hi>Soveraign</hi> of a King, puiſſant enough in the number of his Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects, and extent of his Dominions, as you are now of a deſpoil'd and exil'd <hi>Prince,</hi> will not my <hi>Princeſs</hi> permit me to ſue for the Complement of my fortune, in the conſent of <hi>Octavia,</hi> whom you have choſen for a Mother, and the approbation of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> with the <hi>Princes</hi> and <hi>Princeſſes</hi> your <hi>Brothers</hi> and <hi>Siſters;</hi> if ever Heaven gives leave that I ſeize up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on that Scepter, I am reſolved to turn hither in diſguiſe, where being admitted to the ſame Priviledge of a private interview, which you now grant me, if you ſtill condeſcend to vote me happy, we will tie the ſacred knot betwixt us, and by conſent of your neareſt friends, you may then go and receive the Crowns that ſhall wait your arrival; I can eaſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly convey you hence, if your Love be ſtrong enough to confute the ſtrict rules of ſeveri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and may oppoſe the reſignation of your ſelf, to the conduct of him you have choſen for a Husband: 'tis true, there are Seas to croſs, and toils to encounter in the Voyage, to which I ſhould not deſire to expoſe my Princeſs, but thoſe ſhort-liv'd troubles per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haps may prove as eaſie to be endured, as the <hi>Tyranny</hi> of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and <hi>Livia,</hi> to which your preſent condition ſubmits you: and thus my <hi>Divine Princeſs,</hi> for this happy unfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate, you ſhall ripen the fruits of that affection, which does ſo gloriouſly ſweeten his Calamities.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At the <hi>Period</hi> of theſe words, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſell at <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s feet, and embracing her knees, kept himſelf in the poſture of a man, that with fear and impatience, expected the effect of his earneſt Petition: <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s doubts, that the engagement of her word might ſin againſt her duty, bred a long War in her thoughts what anſwer to return; but at laſt overcoming the ſcruples that oppos'd her deſires:</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Yes my dear</hi> Coriolanus, ſaid ſhe, <hi>I do allow your requeſt, and when you have got the conſent of</hi> Octavia, <hi>and my</hi> Brothers <hi>that I eſpouſe you, without ſeeking that of</hi> Auguſtus, <hi>or repairing to any other power but theirs, my own heart and hand ſhall freely confirm it, and when I have once received you for my Husband, I will ſhut my eyes upon pain and danger, while I follow your Fortune upon Earth and Sea: accept,</hi> ſaid ſhe, ſtretching out her hand, <hi>the promiſe I of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer you, and believe it, if your fidelity ſtands firm and unſhaken, nothing ſhall have power to blot my ſoul with its violation.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>My Maſter appeared ſo over-joy'd at this promiſe of his <hi>Princeſs,</hi> as it put a large part of that grief to flight, which he took to leave her; but, after he had tendered a thouſand thanks at her feet, in the moſt paſſionate language that love could utter, riſing from his knee in a deep ſucceſſion of ſighs, that witneſſed the return of his woes, to their old poſſeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion, and a face overflowed with tears, which riſe in rebellion againſt his Courage, he di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpoſed himſelf to take his leave: the <hi>Princeſs</hi> wept exceſſively, and my <hi>Prince</hi> and ſhe felt the pangs of their affliction riſe to that height of fortune, as they both drew an unluckly <hi>Augury</hi> from that ſeparation.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cleopatra</hi> kept him a long time cloſe Priſoner in her arms, but, having at laſt unlock'd thoſe dear chains and let him go, after ſhe had left him her laſt adieu, ſhe retired to her lodgings, in ſo woful a poſture, and ſo enfeebled with grief, as it had ſcarce left her ſtrength enough to guide her foot-ſteps; young <hi>Ptolomee</hi> and the <hi>Princeſs</hi> her <hi>Siſters</hi> were ſad to extreams, but I think the parting of <hi>Marcellus</hi> and my Maſter would have ſoſtned all the ſouls upon Earth, that were moſt incapable of amity: a hundred times did they part, and a hundred times came back again into each others arms, mingling ſuch paſſionate and tender language, which the repetition of every embrace, as I that quitted my Country, my Friends, and the neereſt of my blood with a moderate regret, could not look upon them, and not melt at the eyes with a feminine weakneſs: at laſt ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſity rent them aſunder, and they deem'd it not ſafe for <hi>Marcellus</hi> either to go himſelf or ſend any company with <hi>Coriolanus</hi> to bring him part of his way, for fear the courteſie ſhould make too much noiſe, and leſt there ſhould be found ſo cheap and ſordid a ſoul a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mong <hi>Marcellus</hi> followers, to ſell his fidelity for the <hi>Emperours</hi> reward, in revealing our de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parture, and the way we bent at.</p>
               <p>After this cruel adieu, we went to meet the two Deputies, who with <hi>Strato</hi> and our Horſes
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ſtai'd for us in <hi>Mars</hi>'s <hi>field,</hi> where my <hi>Prince</hi> having armed himſelf, we marched out at the neereſt gate, and following the track of our <hi>Equipage</hi> (which <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſent away the night before) we found them at the <hi>Port of Brindes,</hi> with ſuch of our ſervants, as our Order commanded thither, and there finding ſome veſſels that accuſtomed to traffick up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the Coaſts of <hi>Africk, Hippias</hi> and <hi>Liſippus</hi> hired one with the Merchants in it, to whom they gave their deſires, and we preſently imbarqu'd with a favourable wind, and pat off to Sea; Ah how many ſad looks, and deep ſighs, did <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſend back to the <hi>Italian ſhoar!</hi> how ſenſibly did he feel himſelf torn from the precious pawn he left behind him? Winds, would he ſometimes cry, the more kindly you breath upon our deſigns, the further you remove me from <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> nor can you be propitious to our voyage, unleſs you divorce me by a large diſtance, from the nobleſt part of my ſelf; he ſtill inlarged his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe upon that ſubject, undiſguiſing the marks of all thoſe cruel <hi>quietudes</hi> wherewith his paſſion ſhook him.</p>
               <p>In the mean time our Sails were filled and guilded with the breath and beauty of heaven, nor did ever any voyage of that length begin and end with a Calm more agreeable: the <hi>Horiſon</hi> was not ſullied with a Cloud and we felt not ſo much as a blaſt that was not re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quiſite to ſwell our <hi>Canvas,</hi> and drive on our <hi>Barque</hi> to the <hi>African ſhoar.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>At laſt, after a happy <hi>Navigation</hi> we paſſed <hi>Hercules</hi> Pillars, and a few days after, enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the Cape of <hi>Ampeluſa,</hi> the chiefeſt Promontory upon all the Coaſt of <hi>Africk,</hi> where diſembarquing our ſelves, we mounted on Horſeback, and lay the next night at the City of <hi>Liſſa,</hi> ſeated upon the River <hi>Lixus,</hi> the Metropolis of all <hi>Mauritania,</hi> from thence we marched to the City <hi>Babba,</hi> and then ſucceeded to <hi>Banaſa,</hi> where the popular credit of <hi>Hip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pias</hi> and <hi>Liſippus</hi> had greateſt influence, and there it was they thought fit my Maſter ſhould firſt begin to own himſelf, they caus'd the report of his arrival to be ſown among their friends, with the deſign that brought him thither to diſ-inthral them from the <hi>Roman Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ranny,</hi> if they had Courage enough to draw their Swords with his in the Quarrel, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer the Government of their natural <hi>Prince,</hi> to the intollerable yoak the <hi>Roman</hi> had im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pos'd: the reputation of thoſe great things my Maſter had done, as well of late againſt the <hi>Cantabrians,</hi> as in the <hi>Tyrociny</hi> of his <hi>arms</hi> in <hi>Germany,</hi> had travelled through all <hi>Afri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ca,</hi> and his Fathers Subjects, who deeply concerned themſelves in the Fortune, had liſtened to the ſtory that <hi>Fame</hi> told them of their lawful <hi>Princes Heroick acts,</hi> with a joy full of af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection and tenderneſs: a thouſand and a thouſand times had they ſigh'd for the ſame hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſs, that then offered it ſelf to their acceptance; and thoſe of <hi>Banaſſa,</hi> no ſooner under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtood that he was within their Walls, but they flew into a throng to ſee him, at the firſt ſight meeting with that in his face, which promiſed more than report had ſpoke of, they threw themſelves at his feet, called him their King, and beg'd he would bring them on to redeem his Fathers Subjects from ſlavery; but by little and little, the preſs was ſwollen to ſuch a bulk, as the tenth part of thoſe that run thither, could not get neer to <hi>Coriolanus</hi> lodging, and while <hi>Hippias</hi> ſtaid neer his perſon, <hi>Liſippus</hi> ranging through the City, and claiming the arrival of <hi>Juba</hi>'s Son, the people roſe ſo univerſally, as the very Women and Children loudly cryed out in the ſtreets to be ſhown their <hi>Prince,</hi> to let them ſee the Son of <hi>Juba:</hi> you will not think this ſtrange when I have told you, that the <hi>Romans</hi> having exerciz'd an untroubled authority in <hi>Mauritania,</hi> for three or four and twenty years, and believing their horrible exactions, had aw'd that people with too ſervile a fear, to attempt the removal of any preſſure, had neglected the care of ſuch things as neceſſity re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quired to preſerve it, in ſo much, as (the places of the greateſt importance excepted) they kept no Garriſons in the reſt, that were not too weak for the inhabitants; beſides, the Souldiers had ingrafted themſelves into their families by Conjugal alliance, and lived among them with a fearleſs ſecurity, through the cruelty of their Companions that held the ſtronger holds, and the rigour of their Governour, and Vice-roy, had run them into deſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate apprehenſions.</p>
               <p>The Garriſon of <hi>Banaſa</hi> no ſooner ſaw the <hi>tumult,</hi> of which they learned the cauſe as ſoon as the Citizens, but finding themſelves too feeble to face the ſtorm, they quit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted the City, and with all the haſt they could make, retired to a Neighbouring Gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſon, while ſome that followed too ſlowly, were torn in pieces by the firſt fury of the multitude.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Prince</hi> perceiving he had now no longer time to diſſemble; openly pull'd off the <hi>Mask,</hi> and the ſecond day mounting on Horſe-back, rid through the whole City, ſhewing himſelf to thoſe that had not ſeen him, making Orations in the publick places to all that could hear him, with a charming <hi>Rhetorick</hi> of <hi>Garb</hi> and <hi>language.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The people ſtill improving their wonder at thoſe bewitching gifts of nature, they found about him the Beauty of his ſhape and viſage, the ſmooth facility and Elegance
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of his language, and in fine, the united graces that ſhined and ſmil'd in every excellent part, their joy got up to ſuch extreams, as might be ſaid they induc'd it, and they cry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed on all ſides, <q>Long live King <hi>Juba,</hi> the Son of our King <hi>Juba,</hi> the lawful heir of our ancient King, and let the <hi>Tyrants</hi> die, let the <hi>Romans,</hi> his Enemies and ours be de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtroyed.</q>
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               <p>Theſe crys Eccho'd to every ſide through the City, and to anſwer them, the <hi>Prince</hi> in ſeveral ſpeeches, encouraged a perſeverance in their loyal intentions, with a promiſe to ſweeten his Government, with all ſorts of mildneſs and lenity; the principal men of the City tendered him their Oath of Allegiance, in behalf of the whole, and preſently after they ſent to all the neighbouring Cities to excite them by their Example to ſhake off the <hi>Roman ſervitude</hi> and acknowledge the Son of their King, who proffer'd the employment of that valour for their delivery, which in his blooming years had made him ſo famous at <hi>Rome,</hi> and carried his name to the utmoſt corners of the Empire: they needed not much ſpurring to this Enterprize, ſince all received the news with as much height, and heat of reſolution, as thoſe of <hi>Banaſa;</hi> and in leſs than eight days, the Cities of <hi>Liſſa, Tingy, Babba,</hi> and <hi>Sala,</hi> had either driven them out, or cut the throats of their Garriſons, beaten down the <hi>Roman Eagles</hi> on all ſides, and re-advanc'd the antient Standard of <hi>Mauritania:</hi> never did affair of that nature ripen ſo ſuddenly to ſucceſs, the people that were up ſtill ſwelling in their numbers, rowl'd on like a Torrent, arming all the Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try as they went, and in leſs then three weeks time caus'd all the Cities upon the Atlan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tique Sea to declare for the Quarrel.</p>
               <p>My Maſter perceiving this happy progreſs, was willing to make a prudent uſe of it, and judging the noiſe it made, had allarmed <hi>Voluſius</hi> and his Lieutenants to march againſt him, he formed the groſs body of an Army of ſuch Troops as flocked in to him from all quarters, voluntarily rais'd, and ſent in at their proper coſt, by the Cities of his party, expoſing their Wives Jewels to ſail, with all their richeſt furniture to relieve their Princes neceſſities: Every day contributed a large addition to his forces, till at laſt my Maſter thought himſelf ſtrong enough to take the Field, and marching out of <hi>Banaſſa,</hi> he put himſelf into the head of 15000 fighting men, thus attended, he marched up to the Gates of ſuch Cities as ſtill held for the Romans; and his fortune was ſuch, as in leſs than three weeks time, without drawing a Sword, he rang'd all that Country, that lies between the Promontory of Ampeloſa, and the Mountain <hi>Atlas</hi> under his obedience: the City of <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>totole</hi> at the Entrance of <hi>Getulia,</hi> which the Romans had better fortified than the reſt, was the firſt that made reſiſtance, and my Maſter was ſet down before it, when <hi>Canidius,</hi> Lieutenant to <hi>Voluſius,</hi> with 4000 Horſe, and 12000 Foot, ſpeeded towards us by large Marches, while <hi>Voluſius</hi> was buſied in gathering of a greater body, to oppoſe the torrent of our Progreſs.</p>
               <p>Our Regiments were already grown ſo full, as the Army marched not leſs than 20000 Combatants, the third part of which <hi>Coriolanus</hi> left before the City, to continue the Siege, under the command of <hi>Liſippus,</hi> while himſelf marched with the reſt to meet <hi>Canidius:</hi> I cannot expreſs the fierce joy that people ſhewed, as they follow'd their Prince, they went to the Combat to a certain victory, and though a great part of the Enemies they were to charge were Romans, and ſo by conſequent the moſt formidable and redoubted Souldiers upon Earth, the confidence they repoſed in their valiant Leader, taught them to diſpiſe the foe with as brave a ſcorn, as if their Army had been compoſed of <hi>Lydians,</hi> or ſome other Nation yet more ſoft and effeminate.</p>
               <p>The Romans, as your judgment will tell you, had diſarmed the Country as they march'd, but the Cities that declar'd for us, after the defeat of their Garriſons, had ſeized all their arms, wherewith my Prince had furniſhed his Souldiers, and from the firſt day of his Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, had ever trained them to the Roman Diſcipline, taught them the Leſſons of War as perfectly as the Romans themſelves could repeat them.</p>
               <p>It was upon the banks of the River <hi>Coſenus</hi> neer the confines of the <hi>Scelatites</hi> Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try, where we encountered <hi>Canidius,</hi> and there did my Maſter range his <hi>Battalians</hi> with ſuch military method, as inſtructed his new Subjects, how well he was skilled in the trade of War, and lead them on to the combat with forward hopes of victory; to which, both as Captain and Souldier, he hewed them a paſſage by actions ſo full of won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der, as his <hi>Affricans,</hi> highly animated by his Example, powred themſelves upon the Enemy with a ſtorm too impetuous to be reſiſted; at the firſt ſhock they diſordered their battalians, and giving them no time to rally, my Maſter charged through and through with ſo much ſury, as at laſt they were forced to abandon themſelves to a ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neral flight; the ſlaughter was very great, <hi>Canidius</hi> fighting in the head of his ranks like a valiant man, fell one of the firſt Sacrifices to my Maſters fortune, and of all that num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber
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he brought into the Field, there was not ſaved above 12 or 1500 men that were taken Priſoners.</p>
               <p>This firſt ſucceſs ſo prided the <hi>Mauritanians</hi> Courage, as they cryed to their Prince to lead them through the world, that all ſort of Enemies ſhould find them invincible, ſo long as he fought at the head of their Troops: after this victory he returned to reinforce the Siege of <hi>Antotole,</hi> but he that commanded it for the Romans, had no ſooner under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtood the defeat of <hi>Canidius,</hi> upon whoſe fortunes his hopes depended, and diſtruſting not only his own ſtrength, but the Citizens faith, whom he knew to be his Enemies, and affectionated to the Prince, he march'd out of the Garriſon upon an Honourable Capitulation.</p>
               <p>My Prince, contrary to the Moors advice, ſent back all his Priſoners without a Ran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſome, and treated thoſe that fell into his hands with a generous humanity, of which that Country had never ſeen a Parallel; after the taking of <hi>Antotole,</hi> he over-run all <hi>Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tulia;</hi> whereof the Cities, where the Garriſons were weakeſt, received him with open Gates, and the others, that the Romans had forcified to abide a Siege, were part rendered by Compoſition, and the reſt carried by Storm, with a great ſlaughter of the Souldiers that defended them, though <hi>Coriolanus</hi> did all was poſſible to ſave them from the fury of the Moor.</p>
               <p>From <hi>Getulia</hi> we marched into the Province of the <hi>Scelatites,</hi> where my Prince continued his progreſs, and defeated (with as ſignal advantages as thoſe he carried of <hi>Canidius) Cecinna</hi> and <hi>Sillanius,</hi> two other Lieutenants to <hi>Voluſius;</hi> their Troops were all cut in pieces, and our Souldiers enriched themſelves with their Spoils: every City and all the Country as we paſſed, gladly contributed money and victuals to the entertainment of our Army, in exchange received a treatment from the Souldiers that carried a neerer reſemblance to a Brotherly Viſit, than an Invaſion.</p>
               <p>From the <hi>Scelatites,</hi> whoſe Country was totally reduced, after we had paſſed the Ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers <hi>Darath</hi> and <hi>Palſus,</hi> we ſucceeded to the Province of the <hi>Pharuſians,</hi> on this ſide the Promontory of <hi>Barce,</hi> and there it was that <hi>Voluſius,</hi> contrary to the rules of Military Pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, having drain'd all his Garriſons, and drawn up the forces that lay upon the Fron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiers, reſolving to cruſh us in pieces with one great effort for all, came up towards us with 12000 Horſe, and above 30000 Foot, ſtrowing the way as he paſſed with proud mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces againſt us, which daily arrived at our Ears, and indeed the feeble reſiſtance, the Romans had formerly found in thoſe people my Maſter commanded, gave him ſo eaſie a Confidence of the victory, as with an unreaſonable providence he had already diſpoſed of all things that were to ſucceed it.</p>
               <p>Our Army ſtill receiving additional numbers from every place we touched at, was then compoſed of 8000 Horſe, and 32000 Foot, which My Prince had already imbued with ſo fair a Diſcipline, as the Roman Legions could ſcarce boaſt a better order, or a more exact obedience.</p>
               <p>You ſee Sir, I have given you this relation in as narrow precincts as poſſible, though I believe your patience had ſuffer'd in the recital of divers things whereof the knowledge may poſſible ſeem impertinent to my Maſters life.</p>
               <p>The Army of <hi>Voluſius</hi> being now within a days journey of ours, my Maſter who till then had advanc'd to meet him, reſted his upon a fair Plain, ſome Furlongs from the City of <hi>Daridi,</hi> where he reſolv'd to expect his approaches, and prudently lay out his time in the choice of ſome local advantages: That day he received a Letter, or rather a Defiances from <hi>Voluſius,</hi> in which he proffered him to fight the following day, I think the word were theſe.</p>
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                     <head>Septimus Voluſius, Praetor <hi>of the two</hi> Mauritania's, <hi>and General of the</hi> Roman, <hi>Armies, to</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>Son of</hi> Juba.</head>
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                        <hi>WE have underſtood that in contempt of what thou oweſt to the Roman Name, and the Sacred Authority of</hi> Auguſtus Caeſar, <hi>thy Emperour and Benefactour, thou art come upon theſe Provinces which thy Father loſt in a juſt War, to raiſe his Subjects, and trouble the repoſe of his people; and though this ingratitude againſt thy Lord and Maſter would be better requited by an ignominious puniſhment, than the glory thou maiſt reap in combating the Roman Army, yet we have not diſdain'd this imployment of our Swords againſt thee, to try if the Roman Education has ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered thee worthy to inherit thy Fathers Deſtiny, whoſe haughty attempt to ſhock our puiſſance, was rewarded by a glorious death from our hands: to morrow, if thou</hi>
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                        <hi>haſt Courage enough to attend us, we ſhall decide thy pretences by the battel we offer thee, and pay what we owe to the memory of</hi> Julius Caeſar, <hi>in aſſuring his Conqueſts by thy Defeat; ſtay for us, and by a generous reſiſtance prevent our bluſhes for the victory.</hi>
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               <p>My Maſter having read this defiance of <hi>Voluſius</hi> aloud, mock'd at his arrogance, and turning towards us with a ſmile full of indignation, <q>
                     <hi>He may chance to ſpeak in a milder Accent,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>before to morrows Sun has ended his Carreir;</hi>
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                  <hi>yet he would not ſend back the Meſſenger without an anſwer, and calling for Paper, he made it ſpeak in theſe terms.</hi>
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                     <head>Juba Coriolanus <hi>King of the two</hi> Mauritanias, <hi>Enemy to the</hi> Roman Empire, <hi>and legitimate Heir to his Fathers Crowns, to</hi> Septimus Voluſius.</head>
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                        <hi>THY proud threats, that have rather provok'd our deriſion, than Anger, could not diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwade us to vouchſafe thee an anſwer, and though we owe not Juſtication, neither to thee, nor</hi> Caeſar <hi>thy Emperour, and thy Maſter, but not ours; we declare the deſire of reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covering our lawful heritage, was leſs officious to arm us in this quarrel, than that of deliver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing our People from the hard ſervitude, wherein thy horrible exactions, and daily repeated Cruelties do hold them:</hi> Caeſar <hi>has refus'd the Juſtice they demanded againſt thee, and they have found out their natural Prince, who, by the Gods aſſiſtance, and the Juſtice of his Cauſe, does climb the throne of his Predeceſſours, which the Roman Tyranny had injuri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ouſly uſurped; if my Father fell, his Fortune gave way to the greateſt man that ever was, and thou art too ſhort of his worth, upon whom Heaven beſtowed the</hi> Thapſian <hi>victory, to menace us with the ſame fate: to morrow (ſince thou wilt have it ſo) ſhall determine a part of our difference, and if thou dareſt ſpare the blood of many thouſands, who will find their Funerals in that Battel, I ſhall not ſcruple (however the diſparity of our Conditions may diſallow it, to decide our quarrel by a perſonal Combat againſt thee) if thou doſt not diſapprove, thou wilt ſignifie thy acceptance of this offer; in the mean time re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctifie thy fear, and rather dread the ſhame of thy defeat, than of a victory, which will be hotly diſputed.</hi>
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               <p>This was my Maſters anſwer, who employed the reſt of the day with a marvellous care and knowledge in preparing all things for the Combat, and the next day a little after Sun was riſen, our Scouts bringing intelligence that the Enemy was advanc'd within a few furlongs of our Army, he compos'd it to a fighting poſture, with an admirable method rode bareheaded through all the Squadrons, expoſing the viſage of their <hi>Prince</hi> to the Souldiers view, which they contemplated with a ſacred veneration, and ſpurring their ſpirits to the Combat with an extraordinary ardour.</p>
               <p>There are few men endowed with an eloquence comparable to his, and that day particularly animated by the importance of the action he was to perform, the force of his <hi>Rhetorick</hi> left an impreſſion of Courage upon the coldeſt hearts; his new dignity had added Majeſty to his aſpect, and though it brought no pride along with it, yet his face ſeem'd to give new leſſons of reſpect to all thoſe that regarded him; to this eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry thing about him contributed, the mingled beauty of his arms glittering with Gold and Jewels, the ſtately pride of his Horſe, all things fitly ſuited to the advantages of his perſon.</p>
               <p>He had almoſt gone through all the ranks, when <hi>Voluſius Troops</hi> began to appear, at the ſight of which our Army ſent up a loud cry to <hi>Heaven,</hi> which marvellouſly con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firmed my <hi>Prince</hi> in his hopes of victory, all the Sacrifices promis'd a happy Augury, and at the Enemies approach, there remained no more but the laſt Signal, which was given by my <hi>Princes</hi> command, who advancing before the reſt, a thouſand times more fierce than <hi>Achilles</hi> himſelf, often called upon <hi>Voluſius</hi> with a loud voice, but he was then buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in the midſt of his <hi>Battalians,</hi> with the functions of his charge, which he would not abandon, to engage with a young man in a particular Combat: but my Lord, I detain your attention too long, and my Story has inſenſibly lead me to abuſe your patience, by drawing it out at length too tedious; at the laſt ſound of the Trumpet the Armies joyned, and the Battel proved the bloodieſt that had been ſeen in that part of the world within the memory of man; my Maſter putting down the viſour of his <hi>Caſque,</hi> before he ruſh'd upon the Enemy; <hi>Cleopatra, cryed he,</hi> if this day my Sword does not purchaſe a pair of Crowns for thy <hi>Temples,</hi> I will not ſurvive it. This ſaid, he darted
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himſelf into the Enemies ranks with a fury, that where-ever he carried his Sword, threw down all before it: after the Combat had laſted an hour, the Army of <hi>Voluſius</hi> (compos'd either of <hi>Romans,</hi> or ſuch other as had gotten an equal animoſity from their Example) preſs'd upon ours with ſo much reſolution, as the Courage of the <hi>Moors</hi> began to ſhrink, and already their <hi>Battalians</hi> were ſo ſhaken, as my Maſter (who though in the heat of his perſonal gallantry, ſtill kept the Eye of a General upon all that paſs'd) began to dread the loſs of the Battel, that fear brought him back through a throng of his Enemies, which he had cloven with a precipitate fury, and running up to thoſe he ſaw moſt ſtagger'd, he preſented himſelf at the head of them, and galloped along the ranks without a <hi>Caeſque,</hi> that they might ſee his face, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in Choler had lighted up it ſelf in a fiery bluſh: <hi>My friends,</hi> cry'd he, <hi>if you judge me unworthy to Command you, let me die by your hands; or if your deſire I ſhould live, do not diſhonour the Royal preſent you have newly given me, by a Cowardiſe unworthy of your ſelves and me too: what, will you quit a victory that our Enemies are now upon the point to abandon? Ah no! my valiant friends, let us either vanquiſh, or die together; there is neither ſafety for you nor me, after the loſs of this Battel;</hi> while he brought forth theſe words, his Souldiers thought they had ſeen rays of flames break away from his viſage, and to give their Courages a greater rowze, the <hi>Prince</hi> perceiving <hi>Voluſius</hi> in an eager purſuit of the victory which the valour of his men had already ſtarted, ran up to him with a rage ſo impetuous, that as well by the ſhock of his Horſe, as the mighty blow he let fall upon his head, he tumbled him in a Trance at the feet of his men: This action, joyn'd with the words of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> gave fire to his Souldiers hearts with a reſolution ſo vigorous, as after they had firmly, for a while kept their ground, and ſuſtain'd the ſhock of their Enemies, they not only arreſted the rapid ſtream of their Fortune, but began to repulſe the forwardeſt, and by little ſo improved their advantage, as at laſt they opened their Ranks, broke their Order, and after a very ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinate diſpute, inforced them to turn their backs and reſign the Victory: what ſhall I ſay more? the glory of that day remained as entire to my Prince, as his own wiſhes could contrive it, and the Maſſacre of the Enemies was ſo great, as <hi>Coriolanus</hi> by his orders could ſcarce ſtop the Execution at the end of the day; more than 30000 men loſt their lives upon the place, a few ſaved themſelves by flight, and the reſt, whereof the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt part covered with wounds, were taken Priſoners, and with them the General <hi>Voluſius:</hi> I preſented him my ſelf to my Maſter, having lighted on the fortune to ſave him from the hands of ſome <hi>Moors,</hi> who had infallibly killed him, if I had not ſeaſonably arrived to his reſcue.</p>
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                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> received him with honour, bad him caſheer all his fears, and ſtrive to ſweeten the ſenſe of his diſgrace, with very affable and obliging language; he would needs have a wound, that <hi>Voluſius</hi> had raked, to be ſearched by the ſame perſons, who had newly per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed that office to himſelf, in dreſſing three ſlight hurts he received in the Battel, and maugre the Menace, and words of contempt he ſent him the day before, he cauſed him to be ſerved according to his former Dignity, and forbad all his Servants, to let fall any word within the reach of his ear, that might diſpleaſe him.</p>
               <p>After this Victory (for I ſhall not ſtay the current of my Story upon the leſs important particulars that ſucceeded it, as the order of dividing the booty, the Priſoners and interring the dead) my Maſter, ſo ſoon as the cure of his wounds would permit him, having now no more Enemies to Combat, marched with erected looks and expanded Enſigns, to <hi>Iol</hi> the Capital City of that Kingdom, ranging all the places of ſtrength as he paſſed under his Dominion, without a blow; and having given ſafe Conduct to the reſt of the Roman Garriſons, that were willing to give up the Cities they yet held, and retire to ſome place of ſecurity beyond his Dominions, in leſs than two Months time (thoſe excepted that he held his Priſoners) he had not one ſingle Enemy left in all <hi>Africa.</hi>
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               <p>At laſt he arrived at that proud City where the Palace-Royal of his Anceſtors was ſeat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, where having received the Oath of the <hi>Maſſeſians,</hi> the <hi>Nigrites, Bannurians, Venuſians,</hi> with other people of his Monarchy (that had not yet acknowledged him) by a general aſſembly of States, and an univerſal applauſe of his Subjects, he was ſolemnly crowned King of both the <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s, under the name of <hi>Juba;</hi> for his People, Enemies to all that he held of <hi>Roman,</hi> would never endure to call him by that of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> though he had ever preſerved it as leſs barbarous than the other, and an appellation, under which he had rendred the greateſt part of his ſervices to <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> if my relation has dwelt too long upon ſome particulars, perhaps I have made your patience a bad requital in paſſing theſe too ſuccinctly, but I aſſure my ſelf you learned at <hi>Rome</hi> all that we did of greateſt con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſequence.</p>
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When my Maſter ſaw himſelf eſtabliſhed in his monarchy, he applyed his matureſt thoughts to conſider of a means to preſerve it, not doubting but <hi>Auguſtus</hi> would ſtrive to trouble him in his new Conqueſt, and puiſſantly rekindle the War; loath to be tamely ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prized, he made grand proviſion of Souldiers, Arms, Ammunition of all ſorts, and cauſed a great number of Ships to be rigged and made ready for a mighty Army by Sea, intending to anticipate his Enemies approaches.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Voluſius</hi> had ever been treated, and ſerved with as much re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect as was due to the proper perſon of the King my Maſter, whoſe Authority was neceſſary to defend him againſt the hatred of the <hi>Moors,</hi> who doubtleſs would have faſtened ſome revenge upon him, to requite the Cruelties he had exerciſed in his Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment, if my Maſter had not protected him: ſo ſoon as he had put on the Crown, he grew deſirous to reſtore him his liberty; and, to that purpoſe, cauſing him to be brought into his preſence: <q>I am ſorry, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> for the diſpleaſure you have received by the lot of War, and if your uſage here has been ſhort of what your quality might chal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lenge, I muſt aſſure you my intentions have been diſhonoured in it; you may return to <hi>Rome</hi> when you pleaſe, and beſides the liberty I give you, you ſhall have Shipping to tranſport you, with all other requiſites for your voyage; but becauſe in this Action I have no deſign to oblige <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who has treated me unworthily, you ſhall addreſs your ſelf to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> to whom I ſend you; and in requital of theſe Civilities which, for his ſake I confer upon his Country-men, you ſhall demand, if you pleaſe, in my behalf the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinuation of his amity.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Voluſius</hi> (whoſe rude deportment had pleaded no title of deſert of this generoſity of <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus)</hi> gladly accepted it, and proteſting with a humility far below the haughty pitch of his former Arrogance, that he would employ his whole life to find out fit acknowledgments for the favour he had done him, he received the Shipping, the Convoy, with every thing elſe that neceſſity demanded for the Voyage, and with all the <hi>Romans</hi> that were Priſoners with him, parted from <hi>Iol,</hi> and a few days after embarquing at the next Port, took his way to <hi>Rome,</hi> full of ſhame and confuſion.</p>
               <p>The Young King, perceiving himſelf to ſit faſt on his Throne, rewarded the ſervices he had received of his Subjects with a grand munificence, eſpecially thoſe of <hi>Hippias</hi> and <hi>Liſip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pus,</hi> who were raiſed to the talleſt offices in the Kingdom; and if the poſſeſſion of Riches and Honour could have rais'd my felicity, which I ever had bounded within others limits, I had there full cauſe to be ſatisfied with my Fortune: but ſcarce had the people taſted the firſt ſweets of his Government, when he was advertis'd by ſome Veſſels that return'd from ſcouring the Seas, that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> had ſent out a Fleet againſt him, under the charge of <hi>Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitius Aenobarbus,</hi> who of all the Roman Captain had the deepeſt experience in Sea Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands: at the allarm of this intelligence (which was ſo far from ſurprizing my Prince, as his expectation was ever prepared to receive it) he ramaſſed his Forces that were yet un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>disbanded, to which by new levies he had added great numbers, and marching down to Sea ſide, he embarqu'd in perſon with them in veſſels of War that lay there ready to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive them, and with more than 200 Sails went to meet <hi>Enobarbus,</hi> who was already come within ſight of the <hi>African</hi> ſhoar; the Enemies Army did equal, if not out number ours, commanded by a great and famous Captain, yet <hi>Coriolanus</hi> aborded it with as much confidence, as if fate it ſelf had aſſured him the Victory, and without further delay pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented, and gave him battel.</p>
               <p>There has not poſſible been ſeen a more furious conflict upon the Sea, the advantages were hotly diſputed on both ſides for a whole day together, but at laſt the inſuperable valour of our Prince forced them to an entire ſtay upon our party; the Enemies Fleet was totally defeated, their Ships part taken, the reſt ſunk and the General <hi>Domitius,</hi> perceiving deſpair had got the aſcendant, ſaved himſelf by the courteſie of night, which began to hide the world about the end of the Combat, and doubtleſs carried news to <hi>Rome,</hi> capable to make <hi>Auguſtus</hi> repent the injuries he had done my Maſter.</p>
               <p>After that famous victory, he triumphantly returned to ſhoar, ſuppoſing his Enemies ſo enfeebled by that laſt defeat (the Roman puiſſance ever conſiſting more in Land Forces, than the number of Ships, or experimented Sea-men) as he judged it would coſt them a long recruit, before they could recover a condition, to diſcompoſe the peace of his Dominions.</p>
               <p>He was received like a God in all the Cities as he paſſed, and being returned to the Capi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tol, he ſtaid there a whole Month, which (by advice of the prudenteſt heads about him) he ſpent in rectifying and receiving the Laws of the Kingdom, which the Tyranny of Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernourshad oppreſſed with grand diſorders.</p>
               <p>But now my diſcourſe has far enough followed the War, and affairs of States; I come
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back to Love, which ſtrikes the greateſt ſtroke in my Story, nor could ever my Maſters ſpirit, in the throng of his greateſt employments, obtain licence to lay aſide that Paſſion for a moment: of this I am able to paſs a better account than any other, for to me alone he did the honour to communicate his thoughts of that nature, and of all men living, I was he that leaſt ignor'd them; a hundred times when involved in the greateſt preſſure of Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fairs, when the threats of danger ſpoke loudeſt, has he drawn me aſide to talk of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that remembrance has taken the tribute of a hundred ſighs a day from his breaſt, and ſtill in occaſions the moſt important, the Idea of that Princeſs reaſſailing his ſpirit, forced him to betray continued proofs, that love was his Maſter-paſſion. <q>
                     <hi>Emilius, would he often ſay,</hi> the Gods can atteſt, that I would not ſtruggle ſo eagerly for this Crown, had I not de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigned it an offering to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I am aſhamed ſo long to ſee a Princeſs that merits to wear the Diadem of the world, and a Princeſs who for my ſake refuſes the Son of <hi>Livia</hi> the greateſt match among the <hi>Romans,</hi> ſerved by a man that does not poſſeſs one Inch of Land, nor the property of ſo much as one ſingle Manſion to entertain her. Ah! could my adorable Princeſs, <hi>added he, mingling ſighs and words,</hi> but ſee, through the diſtance that divides us, what tortures her abſence has inflicted, ſure the generous inclinations ſhe has for me, would give her a ſhare in theſe ſufferings, a thouſand times worſe than any <hi>Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtus</hi> intended me, and were I not reſolved to inveſt my ſelf in the condition I promiſed her, to embolden demands, and raiſe me a power of obtaining by her Friends conſent that perfection of felicity, 'tis not the deſire of acquiring Empires, nor the fear of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> puiſſance, ſhould bar me longer from her preſence. There paſſed not a day wherein he did not diſcourſe with me upon the ſame ſubject, and while the night laſted, in ſpight of other thoughts, that attempted to traverſe thoſe of his Love, that adored Image could never be depoſed from the Throne of his remembrance:</q> One of his greateſt perplexities was, that he could learn no news of her Affairs, nor eaſily ſend her an account of his, for the vaſt tract of Sea betwixt them, and the ceſſation of Commerce (becauſe of the War) betwixt <hi>Mauritania</hi> and <hi>Italy;</hi> however, not enduring to continue in that condition, nor be longer ignorant how <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s was ſtated; immediately after his Victory againſt <hi>Aeno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barbus,</hi> he ſent his faithful Servant <hi>Strato</hi> in a veſſel that he cauſed to be rigged for the pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe, and, having inſtructed him in the order he was to obſerve in his addreſſes to the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs and <hi>Marcellus,</hi> he delivered him Letters for both, which he did me the honour to ſhew me, that to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſpoke thus.</p>
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                     <head>Coriolanus Juba, <hi>King of</hi> Mauritania, <hi>to the Prineſs</hi> Cleopatra.</head>
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                        <q>I Would ſay that Fortune has been kind, had I power (while divided from you) to taſt any happineſs, and I am able to lay the oblation of a Crown at your feet, without hold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing it by the right of an Enemies favour; to give it a better tittle to your acceptance, could my wiſhes involve the whole worlds obedience, yet I ſhould prize it much below the value of this glorious ſervitude, which my whole life ſhall prefer to the Throne of the Univerſe. This faithful ſervant I ſend you, will ſee <hi>Rome</hi> but a few days before me, and I ſhall quickly be at your feet, not to make good my promiſe, whereof the advantages will all reſult to my ſelf, but to ſummon yours, of which, I hope, my Divine Princeſs, you will ſtill prefer the remembrance, as I ſhall guard to my Tomb, the inviolable deſign of ever continuing faithfully yours. That to <hi>Marcellus</hi> was thus indited.</q>
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                     <head>Juba Coriolanus <hi>King of</hi> Mauritania, <hi>to Prince</hi> Marcellus.</head>
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                        <q>I Should ask your pardon, my dear Brother, for prevailing with my ſelf, to hide any thing from you, if your own knowledge did not inſtruct you, that my ſilence ſprung from the care of your ſafety; in giving my deſign to your breaſt, againſt <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Inte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſts, I had either poſed your amity, by exacting too hard a proof, and if you had kept it entire, rendered you faulty to <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> to whom your reſpects and affections are the children of Juſtice. I will ſay my projections have happily ſucceeded, if, what I have gained by their event, has not loſt me your friendſhip, and if you be not ſo nearly alli'd to your Uncles reſentments, to blot out the memory of a friend, that owes you all, and from whom you may command all things; I ſhall ſuddenly be with you in perſon, to demand thoſe proofs of your affection, and really to proteſt, that the recovery of my right, and the conſervation of my life, are things a thouſands times leſs dear than your amity.</q>
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                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had written to the Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> but he feared an unhappy ſurprizal of his letters, might render her ſuſpected to <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and only commanded <hi>Strato,</hi> to deliver
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her in his behalf, proteſtations of an immortal fidelity; if he made no uſe of the ſame caution for <hi>Marcellus,</hi> it was becauſe he knew <hi>Caeſar</hi> was too well inſtructed in their intimacy to believe all that was paſt had power to cancel it, and that his letter would rather juſtifie than impeach him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Strato</hi> thus diſpatched, my Maſter, as I told you, beſtowed ſome time in the reparation of thoſe things that the wicked Governors had ruined, and in the diſpoſal of theſe cares, diſcloſed a thouſand vertues to his people that made them his Idolaters, and got him the admiration of all that knew it.</p>
               <p>I ſhall now trace this ſubject no further, becauſe I am called to a recital of more im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portance, and after relating the happy events of my Maſters life, 'tis fit my Diſcourſe ſhould ſucceed to thoſe that compoſe his preſent condition.</p>
               <p>Inſtead of eaſing the inward anguiſh, which <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s abſence had inflicted, by the lenitive of time, every day rendered it more ſenſible, and the ſame thing that to perſons leſs wounded would have proved a cure, only ſerved to redouble his malady, which got at laſt to that height, as it chaſed all things from his memory that offered comfort; the deſire of returning, as his promiſe bound him, to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> to demand her in marriage of <hi>Octavia</hi> (as the Princeſs and he reſolved at parting) and conduct her to the poſſeſſion of thoſe Crowns, which he had acquired for her only, made him let fall the care that be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>longed to the conſervation of an Eſtate, but weakly aſſured from the power of his Enemies; and though thoſe to whom he communicated any part of his deſign, adviſed him not ſo ſoon to abandon a Country, wherein his preſence was very neceſſary, and repreſented the inconveniences that might enſue his departure, he was ſo tormented with the violence of his paſſion, as the preſervation of two ſuch Realms, could not prevail for the reſidence it demanded.</p>
               <p>After the reaſons had been bandied enough on both ſides, no longer able to reſiſt the motions that enforced it, he reſolved his departure, and no ſooner reſolved it, but rem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitting the Government into the hands of <hi>Cleomedes, Ariſtippus, Hippias,</hi> and <hi>Liſippus,</hi> he put himſelf upon the way, diſcovering his intentions to none but thoſe four perſons, in whom he repoſed more confidence than all the reſt; he would take no greater Equipage with him, than ſuited with a private man: and thus with no more but three Ships, we imbarqued at the <hi>Promontory</hi> of <hi>Baree,</hi> and by the help of a favourable gale, bent our courſe toward <hi>Italy.</hi> If in the voyage made the year before, my Maſter condemned the officious haſt of the winds, that poaſted us to the <hi>African</hi> ſhoar, his impatience now producing re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſed effects, made him chide their ſloath for driving our ſails with too ſoft a breath to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards <hi>Italy;</hi> and in all that vaſt tract of Sea, which divides it from <hi>Africa,</hi> he ſcarce chang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed a word with any but my ſelf, with whom he had only power to treat on that ſubject, which had entirely ſeized all his thoughts.</p>
               <p>Fortune that had ever favoured him, ſince he quitted <hi>Rome,</hi> lent him one ſmile more in a propitious wind for his voyage, and after a peaceable Navigation, we were already come within ken of the Italian Coaſt, when we ſpyed a Veſſel making towards us; which, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe the winds were leſs ſerviceable to their wiſhes than ours, came up very ſlowly, but at laſt we aborded, and preſently knew her to be the ſame that was aſſigned <hi>Strato</hi> for the <hi>Roman</hi> Voyage.</p>
               <p>Of this <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was no ſooner advertiſed, but he mounted the hatches with a haſty impatience to ſee <hi>Strato</hi> who was indeed in the Ship, and preſently paſſing into ours, came to do his obeiſance to the King our Maſter, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> greedily demanding the ſucceſs of his Voyage: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> it has proved to no purpoſe, and I found not one perſon at <hi>Rome</hi> to whom your commands directed me; <hi>Auguſtus</hi> is gone from thence with the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent of a progreſs, as report ſtrows it through all <hi>Aſia,</hi> and has taken <hi>Sicilia</hi> in his way, where the general belief ſpeaks him at preſent, all the Court Ladies follow him attending the Empreſs, and it was his will that <hi>Octavia</hi> and her Daughters with the Princeſs <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> ſhould go along in the Voyage.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> perceiving his expected ſatisfaction retarded by that impediment, ſtood long in a grand perplexity, and after the waſting ſome moments in a deep meditation, he enquired what was become of <hi>Tiberius:</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> is in perfect health, <hi>replyed Strato,</hi> and gone as 'tis ſaid, from <hi>Rome</hi> with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> with as hot a paſſion from the Princeſs <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra</hi> as ever;</q> that paſſion, <hi>added the King of Mauritania,</hi> ſhall at laſt coſt him that life, which I unfortunately left him, and ſince it is allotted to affront my happineſs, one of our incompatible threads ſhall quickly poſſeſs the fatal Sciſſures; after this, concluding from <hi>Strato</hi>'s anſwers to divers other queſtions, that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> muſt ſtill be in <hi>Sicily,</hi> he commanded the Pilots to turn the Prows of their Ships, and we bent our courſe that way, with all the diligence the wind would let us make uſe of, but my Maſter could not defend his ſoul
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from the ſad thoughts that aſſaulted it, ſince his meeting with <hi>Strato,</hi> and turning his head towards me, as he leaned upon my arm: <q>
                     <hi>Emilius, ſaid he,</hi> this unlucky beginning inſtructs me to preſage an inauſpicious augury, and my fears will deceive me, if I find that full ſatisfaction in this Voyage I propoſed at the undertaking: Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I thought you had held it indifferent, to find <hi>Cleopatra</hi> either at <hi>Rome</hi> or <hi>Siracuſa,</hi> and provided ſhe perſeveres in her firſt intentions, you may find as ſmooth a path to the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ecution of your deſigns in <hi>Sicilia</hi> as <hi>Italy:</hi>
                  </q> at this my Maſter ſhaked his head, and ſtood long in the poſture of a man that diſtruſted his fortune; in the mean time, we pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſued our courſe without the encounter of any impediment, and becauſe of the neerneſs be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>twixt <hi>Sicilia</hi> and <hi>Italy,</hi> our voyage proved but a little longer than we deſigned it; after we had paſſed the famous Straight of <hi>Silla,</hi> we landed at the <hi>Promontory</hi> of <hi>Pelorus,</hi> there we learned according to our hopes, that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was ſtill at <hi>Siracuſa,</hi> where ſome petty indiſpoſition had detained him longer than his ſtay was deſigned, and that his Shipping lay at the <hi>Promontory</hi> of <hi>Lilibeum,</hi> where he intended to reimbarque for the continuation of his Voyage.</p>
               <p>We left our Veſſels with all our men at <hi>Pelorus,</hi> my Maſter reſolving to enter <hi>Sira<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſa,</hi> with no greater attendance than <hi>Strato</hi> and my ſelf, in a condition the moſt unlikely to betray us: the ſecond days journey brought us thither; but we waited the arrival of night before we entered, and ſecured by the favour of her ſhades, ſought for a private lodging, which at laſt we found with toil enough (though <hi>Siracuſa</hi> be one of the faireſt Cities of the world) becauſe of thoſe vaſt numbers, whereof the Emperors Court is compoſed.</p>
               <p>My Maſter paſſed the night with great inquietude, and knowing the ſame precinct of Walls, incloſed himſelf and the thing he adored, thirſted for an opportunity to ſee her with an impatience that would not ſuffer ſleep to come neer his eye-lids: The next day mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning, knowing many perſons at Court were too well acquainted with my face to fit me for a day employment, he ſent <hi>Strato</hi> to ſeek <hi>Marcellus</hi> lodging, with an opportunity to ſpeak with him.</p>
               <p>In the mean time we ſtaid in ours, which we had taken neer to one of the City Gates, in a very unfrequented quarter: my Maſter not willing to communicate with any, ſhut himſelf up in his Chamber, till <hi>Strato</hi>'s return who brought him intelligence that <hi>Marcellus</hi> was lately gone from <hi>Siracuſa,</hi> meeting with none that could inform him of the way he had taken, but that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was with <hi>Octavia,</hi> and the reſt of her family lodged in a quarter of the City that was called the <hi>Aoradine.</hi>
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               <p>The abſence of <hi>Marcellus</hi> galled my Maſter with a very ſenſible diſpleaſure, from whom he expected all ſorts of conſolation and aſſiſtance, and without him knew not how to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſs the means of ſeeing <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> 
                  <q>You ſee, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that my fears for the bad ſucceſs of this voyage, did not want the defenſe of reaſon, nor could my aprehenſion ſhape a greater affliction than is befallen me by <hi>Marcellus</hi> abſence: Gods! <hi>purſued he walking a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout the room with a countenance that betrayed the marks of the diſcontent,</hi> have I thrived by your favour in thoſe occaſions that ſo little imported to my life's repoſe, to be abandoned in that that has the cuſtody of all my happineſs.</q>
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               <p>He ſtaid in a longer controverſie of thoughts about contriving the way to gain a ſight of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> without lighting upon any that did not threaten too much difficulty; there was not a ſingle perſon in the Court of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> that was a ſtranger to his face, nor could he ſhew himſelf by day in the City without running the danger of a diſcovery from every eye that encountred him; and conſider, if you pleaſe, what a grand hazard he attempted by truſting himſelf in a City where <hi>Caeſar</hi> was in perſon, <hi>Caeſar,</hi> to whom he had given ſo great, and ſo late provocations to purſue him to death, and <hi>Caeſar,</hi> from whom his reaſon could never allow him to hope any favour, if he once fell into his hands; indeed he had not ſo maturely ballanced that act to clear him of precipitation, and if he precontrived ſome cautions to keep himſelf concealed, they were much leſs intended as antidotes againſt his own death, to the fear of which, I never knew him let fall the leaſt reſpect, than to ſtart occaſions of promoting his amorous deſign.</p>
               <p>In the mean time he ſent back <hi>Strato</hi> to the City, with order to walk before <hi>Octavia</hi>'s Lodging, and ſtrictly obſerve, if the Princeſſes went out, what company was about them, and the way they bent at; in vain had <hi>Strato</hi> ranged to and fro, all the morning before <hi>Octavia</hi>'s gate, when, after the day was half worn out, Fortune guided his eye to two Chariots that ſtood ready in the Court, and keeping neer the gate with divers others of the City that came on purpoſe to gain a ſight of thoſe perſons, that were to go in them, after half an hours waiting, he ſpyed the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> with her two Siſters, the Daughters of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Octavia</hi> (faces that were all well acquainted with his know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge)
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enter one of the Chariots, without any other company, and three or four of their Maids mount the other, taking not ſo much as a man along with them, only ſome ſlaves that followed the Chariots on foot; they no ſooner turned their backs upon the lodging, but <hi>Strato</hi> kept at their heels, till they were out of the City, and, inquiring of one of the Slaves, which way the Ladies intended, he learned that of late the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> went every day out but thinly accompanied, to take the air, that then they had deſigned a walk in a very delightful wood near the famous Fountain of <hi>Arethuſa; Strato</hi> well ſatisfied with this diſcovery, poſted back to the lodging, and had no ſooner accounted the ſucceſs of his endeavours to my Maſter, but full of tranſport, he haſtily commanded three horſes to be gotten ready; and, followed by <hi>Strato</hi> and my ſelf, went out of the City, by the ſame gate that was neer our lodging: the ſhortneſs of the way he was to ride in the Streets, made him a probability of paſſing without much danger, and once out of the City, he had the whole breadth of the fields, that ſurrounded the Walls, to ſhun the encounter of any that he ſaw in his paſſage; not that we were out of the ſhot of danger, but his paſſion had en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>franchis'd all his fears, and to humour the motive wherewith that inſpired him, he ſlight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed every thing that recommended to his care the ſafety of his life. The Fountain of <hi>Are<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thuſa,</hi> is ſo publickly known about <hi>Siracuſa,</hi> as we found it eaſie to get directions of the way from every perſon we met, and in a ſhort time having rounded a part of the City, we put our ſelves upon the track of the Chariots, and followed the great road the Ladies had taken: half an hours hard riding brought us within ſight of the wood, at the entrance of which we found the Chariot, whence the Ladies were allighted to walk among the trees; my Maſter forgot not to thank the Gods for the favour of this encounter, and knowing no reaſon to ſuſpect either the Siſters of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> or their Maids, he believed he might accoſt <hi>Cleopatra</hi> with the greater ſecurity, becauſe were alone, and all the Slaves ſtaid with the Chariots by their command; we paſſed a little farther by the woods ſide, till we come up to an advenue that lead our eies to the Princeſſes, who walked together hand in hand, their Maids ſeated upon a green bank, about an hundred paces diſtant: I know not what timorous preſage helped the object to ſtrike a horrour through all my Maſters joints, but he felt agitations in his ſoul that were not ordinary, and imputed them to the height and heat of his affection, that after a whole years abſence could not be temperately reſtored to the ſight of her, that had his heart in cuſtody; and having commanded me to light with himſelf and follow him, he left <hi>Strato</hi> at the woods ſide with our Horſes, and advanced with haſty ſteps towards the Ladies; when he was approached within 50 paces, the noiſe we made ſtopped their walk, and turned their faces towards us; the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s habit was mean, her dreſs neglected, and her face very pale, but ſtill as my Maſter leſſened the diſtance betwixt them, a wavering colour often went and came in her cheeks, and when he was come neer, I obſerved her ſtiffened with aſtoniſhment, as if ſhe had been Planet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruck, my Maſter quickly laid himſelf at her feet, and embracing her knees with an amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous tranſport, his paſſion roſe to ſuch a tide, as it drowned the paſſage of his words not ſo much as ſuffering the eſcape of one ſingle ſyllable, but <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had no ſooner faſtned her eyes to his viſage, and taken back the aſſurance her ſudden ſuprizal had ſequeſtred, but turn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing towards her Siſters with an action that expoſed the ſecond part of her amazement: <q>Gods! <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> is this <hi>Coriolanus</hi> himſelf we ſee before us?</q> My Maſter ſaved the Ladies a labour to anſwer her, and raiſing his eyes to fix them upon <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s face: <q>Yes Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> 'tis <hi>Coriolanus</hi> himſelf, and if you have thought his memory worth the preſerving, he is not changed enough to poſe your knowledge.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At this, the Princeſs diſſipated the aſtoniſhment that appeared at firſt bluſh in her viſage, but it was to plant all the marks of a violent choler in the place, and regarding my Maſter with eyes that over-flowed with rage and indignation, after ſhe had rudely thrown ope his arms, that were tyed about her knees: <q>Baſe man, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> is it poſſible thou ſhouldeſt bring a face into my preſence, and not fear to find among the many Enemies thou comeſt to ſeek, a death proportion'd to thy treacheries?</q>
               </p>
               <p>This language ſtruck my Maſter into a deeper amazement, than if a hundred Cart-loads of Thunderbolts had fallen at his feet, and, not able to manage his reſolution in a diſaſter ſo unexpected, a hundred ſeveral changes glided over his face in a moment, which, poſſible confirmed the Princeſs in her angry error: yet preſſing his Courage upon the employment of exploring his misfortune, and unwilling to betray ſo much Innocence, by ſtanding dumb to his accuſation: <q>Is it I, Madam, <hi>cryed he,</hi> is it I that you impeach of baſeneſs and trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chery?</q> 
                  <q>Yes, 'tis thy ſelf, <hi>replyed the Princeſs,</hi> but ſince thy unworthineſs has appeared not only to all <hi>Rome,</hi> but to the whole Empire; beſides, 'tis to the world thou oweſt thy juſtification, and not to me, who does neither deſire, nor will accept it at thy hands; if thou thinkeſt the addition of thy new Dignity can ſet thee at a higher rate than before,
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thou ſhouldeſt addreſs thy ſelf to other perſons than thoſe that ſcorn thee as much, now thou art King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> as they prized thee before, while they believed Vertue was all thy patrimony: the perſon thou loveſt requites thee with as high a contempt as thy baſe heart has juſtly merited, and if thou wilt take advice from an Enemy that does not ſeek thy death, for expiation of thy Crimes, thou ſhalt flie from this Country, that holds not a perſon that does not hate thee: Go Barbarian, <hi>purſu'd ſhe, regarding him with more flame in her Eye than before,</hi> go to the Deſarts of thy <hi>Africa,</hi> mingle with the Monſters ſhe produces, and if any revived relique of that remembrance thou once did'ſt cheriſh for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſhould prevail with thy belief, there is a reparation due for the offence thou haſt committed; know thou canſt not pay it better, than by an Eternal Divorcement of thy ſelf from her preſence.</q>
               </p>
               <p>After theſe words, which took away my Maſters ſpeech, his aſſurance, and robbed him of the very uſe of his reaſon, turning her ſelf to one of the Princeſſes; <q>Let us go, Siſter, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> for Heavens ſake take me away from hence, I can ſtay no longer:</q> At theſe words, propping her ſelf on either ſide with her Siſters, ſhe fled from my Maſter, as if he had been a <hi>Baſilisk</hi> or ſome other Monſter more dangerous; and running as faſt as her legs could carry her toward the Chariots, ſhe left the Prince leaning againſt a tree, without either voice to reply, or force to follow her, in a nearer reſemblance to a marble figure, than a living perſon.</p>
               <p>'Tis here Sir, I feel my ſelf too feeble to preſent the grief that ſhot it ſelf through the Soul of my poor Prince, and ſtill my memory prompts me with the lamentable eſtate, whereto I ſaw him then reduc'd; I have a hard task to keep the marks of my affliction, from breaking at liberty, certainly woe did never ſtamp it ſelf before upon any ſpirit with ſo lively an impreſſion, and had but <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſtaid long enough to witneſs the ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects it produc'd though her anger had borrowed the reſentment and Soul it ſelf of <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius,</hi> it muſt have relented; the firſt thing he did after his ſenſes were once awake and he had quitted the tree that ſupported him, was to advance ſome paces forwards, as if he had intended to follow her, and crying out with a feeble voice: <q>Stay <hi>Cleopatra, ſaid he,</hi> and if thou fly'ſt my juſtification, at leaſt look back upon the ſatisfaction I pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pare thee, I will not be innocent againſt thy will, it is guilt enough to be the mark of thy indignation.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words his eyes mantled themſelves in an Eclipſe of darkneſs, his forces forſook him, and at the next ſtep he attempted to make, he fell upon the graſs without either feeling or knowledge.</p>
               <p>I preſently flew to him all diſmay'd, and finding he was in a deep ſwoond, after I had often jogg'd and call'd him in vain, I ran to the Fountain that was not far off, and brought back water, which I threw in his face in abundance; at laſt his faculties return'd to their ſeveral functions, and perceiving himſelf between my arms; <q>Prithee let me alone <hi>Emi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>milius, ſaid he,</hi> I would fain die; So you ſhall Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> if this miſhap that ſpurs you to it, can ſhew you a juſt cauſe to pick a quarrel with your life, but by the <hi>Gods</hi> aſſiſtance I ſhall not ſuffer it before you can make a clearer conſtruction of your misfortune; and what greater illuſtration can I ask; <hi>reply'd he in a languiſhing tone,</hi> than I have already re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiv'd from <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s mouth, who in terms that needed no comment, has ſentenc'd my my life, in condemning me to ſee her no more:</q> with that he looked about for his Sword, which by a timely precaution I had ſeiz'd before, and the <hi>Gods</hi> were willing his grief, aſſiſted by the malady that then began to aſſault him, ſhould ſubdue his ſtrength to ſuch an Ebb, and the tender affection I had ever for him, ſo redoubled my mind, as whatever ſtrugling he made, he could neither wreſt mine nor his own from my hands; 'tis true, his unwilling<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs to hurt me, would not let him employ all his puiſſance which I could never have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſted, but I would my ſelf into ſuch a poſture, as he would have found it hard to have forc'd my reſolution, unleſs he had killed me: <q>ſince thou wilt not ſuffer me, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to fall by my own Sword, thou ſhalt ſee me run otherwiſe to my death, wherein thou canſt not ſtop me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words, whoſe every ſyllable was divided with ſighs, he roll'd himſelf upon the graſs, ſtill pouring forth complaints, capable to have melted the ſavageſt Hearts that ever gave a rocky reſiſtance to pity.</p>
               <p>After I had ſuffered him to take a long tiring upon his grief without interruption; <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> if you humour this obſtinacy, to run ſo eagerly upon your death, for one ſingle proof of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s anger, you will ſhew leſs Courage and Vertue, than the meaneſt Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man; had death divorc'd you from the perſon you loved, were ſhe married to <hi>Tiberius,</hi> or any other whoſe felicity had power to murder all our hopes, deſpair might then be pardoned; but for a ſingle fit of Choler, that may reſolve into the aery nothing that be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>got
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it; for the <hi>Caprichio</hi> of Spirit, who as it hath ſtrayed from Love to anger, may ſtep back again with the ſame facility from Anger to Affection, or a Malady, whoſe Cure you carry about you, for a Diſeaſe, which riſing from no other womb but Report, and foſter'd with a falſe opinion, will give way to a ſingle juſtification, and flye like a thin miſt before the beams of truth; to throw your ſelf upon Death, is a deſign unworthy of your Courage, unbecoming the luſtre of your Judgement, and diſproportion'd to thoſe great endowments the <hi>Gods</hi> have given you: I allow Queen <hi>Cleopatra, Cato,</hi> and the King your Father bravely fled the world, to flye the ſhame that was intended them, but that a petty birth, (either made by Jealouſie or any other motive) in affection, ſhould raſhly procure a ſelf-ſacrifice: Ah Sir! and where ſhould be the Judgement? where the Vertue? where the Reſolution in adverſity? and where the Conſtancy I have ſo often known you preach to others.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was too great a Maſter of reaſon, not to diſcern ſome in this Diſcourſe, but ſorrow had ſo entirely prepoſſeſs'd his Soul, as reaſon and truth both loſt their influence, and had I not added the intereſt of honour, of which he had ever been more ſenſible than of all things elſe, my endeavours had doubtleſs been too weak to draw him from the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipice of Deſpair; <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I know it muſt be ſome treacherous practice againſt your quiet that has rais'd this ſtorm in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s breaſt, try to diſ-invalue the truth, which once diſcovered, will either help you to diſabuſe the Princeſs, and wipe out thoſe im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions have been given her of you or guide your revenge to thoſe artificial Enemies that plotted this miſchief againſt you. Sir, I aſſume the liberty to tell you, that your honour binds you to allow theſe reaſons, nor can you without ſinning againſt your Courage, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign to <hi>Tiberius</hi> (whom I ſuſpect the Author of your diſgrace) a treaſure, which none but his ſubtility can carry from you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>All that I ſaid to my Maſter, though ill expreſs'd, was yet ſo ſtrongly built upon truth and reaſon, as he could find but little to reſiſt it, and he liſtened ſo eagerly to the propoſal I made him, of ſeeking his revenge upon thoſe that had deſtroyed his repoſe, as at laſt he concluded to prolong his dayes only in homage to that intention; and after he had taken ſome time to ballance this reſolution in his thoughts.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Yes <hi>Emilius, ſaid he,</hi> I will live and but live to no other purpoſe, than to give death to thoſe whoſe perfidie has drop'd ſo many ſtains upon my innocence, yet I feel my grief grown ſtrong enough to poſt me from the world, before it lends me the leiſure to act theſe thoughts, unleſs a timely ſuccour prevents it: O Death! <hi>purſu'd he, lifting up his eyes to heaven, as they ſwam in their own tears,</hi> if by thy means <hi>Cleopatra</hi> may be ſatisfi'd, my heart ſhall receive thee with open embraces;</q> and thus he went on enlarging his la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, which would never have ended, if, (perceiving the night at hand) I had not con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jur'd him to remount his Horſe, and return to the City where I hoped his woes would find a lenitive: as I ſtill preſs'd him more eagerly to retire, by chance. I touch'd his arm, and found by the high diſtemper of heat, that a violent Feaver had ſeized him; this fomented a fear of his life that encreas'd my importunity, which at laſt prevailed ſo far, as he grew contented to quit that unlucky place, where he had received ſo bloody a diſpleaſure, to go learn the cauſe of his misfortune at <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> and find out <hi>Tiberius,</hi> whom we both ſuſpect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed guilty of laying the train: earneſtly inferring theſe hopes, I got him on horſe-back, and at laſt drew him to the City, which we entered without any precaution, becauſe the night had already ſhed her ſhades upon the earth: we had ſome trouble to find our lodging, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe the City was ſo every where peſtered and ſtuffed with perpetual throngs of people, we were no ſooner gotten thither, but perceiving my Princes malady encreaſe, I quick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly got him to bed; he would not be perſwaded to take any thing, nor did I much preſs it, becauſe his Feaver was grown very violent, but the next day it raged to that height, as I really feared his life, and within three more it was almoſt deſpair'd by all thoſe that un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dertook him.</p>
               <p>I had no eaſie Province to combat his averſion to remedies, but the deſire of ſurviving the revenge he intended, upon thoſe that had ruined him in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s breaſt, which ſtill by perpetual urgings I remembred to imprint in his memory, contributed more to his cure than all other conſiderations; but, to exaſperate his anguiſh, the third day after he fell ſick the Emperor parted from <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> followed by the whole Court with the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> however I inſinuated ſome Comfort; by repreſenting, that he needed not deſire to be neer his Enemies, ſo long as his malady tyed his hands, that when the return of his health had once unbound them, it would not be hard to find them out, and follow the motives wherewith his juſt reſentments inſpired him.</p>
               <p>The fourth day his diſeaſe roſe to the height, that he ſcarce ſpoke any more by the rule of reaſon, and was ordinarily in a high frenſie, yet in the greateſt fury of his fits, he had
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ever the name of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> in his mouth, often thoſe of <hi>Tiberius</hi> and <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> but I had the hardeſt task in the world to ſeduce the attention of thoſe that ſerved him, for fear his wild diſcourſe ſhould betray us: when his ſenſes returned, and he knew there was none to over-hear him, he would break into loud complaints againſt <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s ingratitude; and, ſometimes figuring to himſelf, that the harſh uſage ſhe had given him, was the child of chance, and ſprung from no other womb than the levity of her Spirit, coloured with a pretext of imaginary offences, referred to which, his ſtricteſt examination could not find a ſpot in his Innocence, he fell into a grief that diſclaimed all comfort, and held a Diſcourſe with himſelf in the moſt paſſionate manner that ever was brought forth by the greateſt pangs of afflictions; but within one moment relapſing into his frenſie: <hi>Ah! behold Tiberius,</hi> cryed he, <hi>ſtay the Traitor,</hi> then addreſſing his language to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he brought forth a broken Diſcourſe without any order or method, yet mingled ſuch things in the wild compoſure, as might have given dangerous hints to the ſtanders by, had they lent attention.</p>
               <p>When I ſaw his malady was like to grow tedious, by his Command I diſpatched <hi>Strato</hi> to <hi>Pelorus,</hi> to ſend back all the perſons that followed us in two of the Ships to <hi>Mauritania,</hi> leaving none in the third but ſuch as were neceſſary to conduct us.</p>
               <p>The 15th day my Maſter had a favourable Criſis, from which the Phyſitians concluded the danger over-blown, and a few days after the Feaver left him, but he was ſtill ſo weak, as it was long before he could uſe his legs, and it coſt him ſix weeks time before he reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered a condition to quit his chamber; about that time demanding news of thoſe that ſerved us, we were told that fame talked of nothing elſe in <hi>Syracuſa</hi> but the <hi>Mauritanian War,</hi> that the Emperor (reſolved to pay back the affront he received in the loſs of that Realm) had not only ſent 100000 men, under command of <hi>Domitius Aenobarbus</hi> and <hi>Stra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to</hi> to reinvade it, but had armed all the <hi>African</hi> Countries in his quarrel under the <hi>Roman</hi> Dominion, and denounced the threat of War, in caſe they refuſed to march againſt the King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> who in all appearance, not able to reſiſt ſo great a power, would quickly be trampled under foot.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> rouz'd at this report with a pique of honour (for he could not bow to any other Intereſt) was ſorry <hi>Mauritania</hi> wanted his preſence in a condition to defend it, and I think the deſire to arm his againſt thoſe Enemies, that went to diſturb the Kingdom, advanced his recovery.</p>
               <p>In effect he made ſuch haſt to be well, as in a few days he was able to ride, and diſpos'd himſelf to quit <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> when by a ſucceſſion of frowns, which as well as favours, took their ſhare in his fortune; <hi>Lucius Varus</hi> Governour of <hi>Sicilia,</hi> friend and neer Kinſman to <hi>Tiberius,</hi> having learned, by I know not what means, that my Maſter was in <hi>Siracuſa,</hi> and the houſe where he lodg'd, came with a great guard into his Chamber, and took him Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoner in his bed for <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Intereſts.</p>
               <p>This accident marvellouſly ſurpriz'd me, but my Maſter ſhewed not the leaſt aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and regarding <hi>Varus</hi> (whom he had often ſeen at <hi>Rome,</hi> and known of <hi>Tiberius</hi> par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty) without Emotion: <q>Thou haſt done good ſervice for thy friend <hi>Tiberius, ſaid he,</hi> who, while I had liberty, could never have worn his life ſecurely, but now <hi>Varus</hi> thou haſt given it him entire, thou ſhalt do me a leſs injury by taking mine, than letting me live without a power to aſſiſt my Country. It is not the Intereſt of <hi>Tiberius, replyed Varus,</hi> but thoſe of <hi>Caeſar</hi> your declared Enemy, and the obligations due from my charge, that makes me ſeize your liberty.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This ſaid, he led us to a ſtrong houſe in the City, where he ſet a ſtrict guard upon my Maſter: at the beginning, animoſity had the upper hand in that action, but he had not long frequented my Prince, whom he often viſited, before his vertues had ſubdu'd him to a kind of repentance, and ſlackened his intended haſt of giving <hi>Auguſtus</hi> an account of his ſurprizal, for fear he ſhould pronounce ſome cruel arreſt againſt him, and poſſible he could have been contented to return him his liberty, if the danger of <hi>Caeſars</hi> anger, and his own life had not diſſwaded it. However he caus'd him to be ſerved with all the reſpect his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition demanded, yet held him Priſoner three whole months, which, by the help of a grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter affliction he ſupported ſo ſweetly, as all the time his Captivity laſted, he was never heard to complain of any thing elſe but <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s unkindneſs.</p>
               <p>His reſtraint would have been longer, and doubtleſs more dangerous, if <hi>Claudius Varus</hi> Son to <hi>Lucius,</hi> a vertuous young man, that had ſerved under <hi>Coriolanus</hi> in <hi>Aſturia,</hi> and been obliged by many noble offices to his generoſity, had not returned to <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> leaving <hi>Auguſtus</hi> in <hi>Macedonia,</hi> who is ſince paſs'd into <hi>Aſia,</hi> on purpoſe to come back to us upon the invitation of a deſign.</p>
               <p>His father aw'd by the requiſites of his charge, and the fear of puniſhment, if he longer
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deferred it, was at laſt conſtrained to inform <hi>Caeſar</hi> by a Meſſenger, that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was taken; he that carried this intelligence, addreſs'd himſelf firſt to his Maſters Son to pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent him to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> but young <hi>Claudius</hi> had no ſooner learned the cauſe that conducted him thither, but calling to mind what a deep ſcore he was in to <hi>Coriolanus</hi> nobleneſs, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerving a marvellous eſteem of his vertues, reſolved to put by the danger that was levelled at his life, and could not have miſſed it, if once the notice of his ſurprizal had arrived at <hi>Auguſtus</hi> ear; upon theſe reflections he undertook to deliver the Meſſage himſelf, and the next day telling him that brought it, that <hi>Caeſar,</hi> already advertis'd what his buſineſs im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported, had commanded him back to <hi>Sicily,</hi> with private inſtructions to his Father, he diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſed him without the ſpeech of the Emperor, and preſently put himſelf upon the way to <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> where he rendered himſelf with a winged expedition; and quickly informed his Father he was ſent by <hi>Caeſar,</hi> to deliver him his imperial thanks for the affection he had witneſſed to his ſervice, with a charge to keep the Priſoner as before, till he received a new order for his diſpoſal: In all his open diſcourſes, he expreſſed but a little deſire to ſee my Maſter, and the better to diſguiſe his intentions, he hid all the high thoughts he had for him within the mask of a perſonated ſeverity againſt him: but a few days after, when we leaſt dreamed of any ſuch aſſiſtance, we ſaw him about midnight, or later, enter my Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſters Chamber.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> preſently knew him, and raiſing himſelf up in his bed, to demand the cauſe of his coming at ſuch an hour: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid be,</hi> I owe too much to that generous treatment I once received at your hands, and know too well what your vertues may challenge, to ſuffer your longer ſtay where danger threatens ſo loudly; riſe <hi>Sir,</hi> if you pleaſe, and follow me out from hence, I ſhall preſently ſecure you your liberty, and put you in a condition to turn your back upon <hi>Sicilia.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>My Maſter too well acquainted with the vertuous inclinations of that young man to diſtruſt him, preſently calling to <hi>Strato</hi> for his cloaths; <q>I am too unfortunate, <hi>ſaid he, imbracing his Preſerver,</hi> to hope a power of weighing my requital in an equal ballance againſt this noble office, but if the <hi>Gods</hi> lend me the uſe of my life, it ſhall ever dwell with my memory, that I hold it of your goodneſs, and will ever be ready to pay it back upon your Intereſt. The glory that ſprings from the act it ſelf, <hi>replyed young Varus,</hi> does over-pay the poor ſervice I have done you; but Sir, if you pleaſe, make haſt from hence, leſt too long a delay ſhould forfeit the occaſion:</q> This ſaid, he commanded a ſlave to bring him his Arms, which, becauſe of their beauty he had taken care to preſerve, and lead<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing us down by a little pair of Stairs into a Cave, we roſe again in the Street, at a breach made in the corner of a Wall, where we found four horſes ready to receive us (three of which were the ſame that belonged to my Maſter, and a faithful ſervant of his that had been inſtrumental to the contrivance of our liberty) which was to conduct us to the Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>montory of <hi>Pachinus,</hi> where there lay a Ship ready rigged to carry us away; I ſhall for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bear the repitition of my Maſters acknowledgments to <hi>Varus,</hi> which fell far ſhort of what what they would have been in another ſeaſon, when a greater eſtimation of his life might have ſet a higher price upon the benefit; but as well as his ſorrows would give him leave, he teſtified his reſentments of the generous act, and, by <hi>Varus</hi> importunity, getting on Horſe-back, upon the pawn of his word for the mans fidelity, remitting himſelf to his conduct, we quitted <hi>Siracuſa,</hi> and rode all night at a great rate towards <hi>Pachinus,</hi> where we arrived betimes the next day, and found the Ship ready to receive us: after my Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter had rewarded the faithful guide with the gift of ſome Jewels, we preſently went aboard, and ſpread our Sails for <hi>Mauritania.</hi> Two days had we followed that courſe, but the third, meeting ſome Veſſels, known by thoſe that conducted ours for <hi>Sicilian</hi> Merchants that traſſiqued into <hi>Africa,</hi> my Maſter deſirous to know what report ſpoke of the <hi>Mauritanian</hi> War, ſtaid to ask ſome queſtions; but we no ſooner opened our mouths upon that ſubject, when the men, very forward to unlade their news; <hi>Mauritania,</hi> ſaid they is reduced un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the Roman Dominion, thoſe which the King of that Country left to command in his place, have been defeated in three battels, and all the Cities frighted by this ſucceſs into their old obedience, have open'd their gates, and implored the clemency of <hi>Auguſtus.</hi> This news was confirmed the ſame day by divers other Ships we encountered, that paſſed us a more particular account; we underſtood that <hi>Hippias</hi> had been killed in a battel <hi>Liſippus</hi> ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken Priſoner and carried to <hi>Rome,</hi> that the Inhabitants of the firſt Towns they ſtormed, had been all put to the Sword without diſtinction of Age or Sex, and that this politick rigour, joyn'd with the dreadful puiſſance <hi>Auguſtus</hi> had ſent to invade their Country, ſo intre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>midated all the reſt, as they intirely ſubmitted to what ever conditions the Conqueror was pleaſed to impoſe, that all the parts upon the Coaſt of <hi>Africk</hi> were ſeized and guarded ſo ſtrictly by the Romans, as it was impoſſible for any veſſel to put in without paſſing their
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examen: and in fine, we clearly and diſtinctly underſtood, that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was a King with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out a Kingdom, and of all that noble conqueſt, which had coſt ſuch ſeas of blood (by a diſmal viciſſitude of Fortune) there remained no more than the naked glory of thoſe a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions by which he effected it.</p>
               <p>One thing Sir I muſt tell you, that may claim your wonder; my Maſter whoſe important loſs might well have juſtified a grand regret, let fall ſo little regard of Fortunes malice, as his face ſcarce acknowledg'd a mark of a new diſpleaſure; and indeed his thoughts were ſo ingroſs'd with the ſenſe of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s inconſtancy, as whatever power it might have ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>erciz'd upon any other Spirit her Soul had no room for the later misfortune.</p>
               <p>After he had ſtood ſome time without expreſſing his thoughts by any of his actions: Cleopatra, ſaid he, <hi>for thy ſake I only recovered a Crown, but ſince it is fallen beneath thy ſcorn, and with it, him that prided himſelf with a hope to place it upon thy head, the</hi> Gods <hi>all know I have loſt it without the allowance of a ſigh, and after the ruine of thoſe hopes that related to thee, there is not another miſchief in Fortunes power, can ſink deep enough into my breſt to find a feeling.</hi> At theſe words, he caus'd the ſhip to be ſtaid, and commanded thoſe that ſtood at the Helm, to change their courſe for <hi>Alexandria</hi> (where by report of thoſe that told us the <hi>Maurita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nian</hi> ſtory, <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was ſhortly to be in perſon, and had already been expected by ſome that waited his arrival, to treat with him upon the affairs of <hi>Aſia)</hi> he reſolv'd either to pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſh or kill <hi>Tiberius,</hi> whom ſuſpition could only accuſe for the late misfortune, to this he eaſily brought the Merchants conſent at the price of ſome preſents that he made them. And ſince it is now time to put a cloſe to this tedious ſtory, I ſhall only tell you, that after a happy Navigation, we landed ſafely upon this Coaſt, where our ſtay had been three days old, when we firſt encounter'd you; ſo ſoon as we were ſet aſhoar, he gave leave to the Mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chants that had propriety in the ſhip to put off again to Sea, and go whither they pleaſed, never troubling his thoughts with the care of his own return, and reſerving no greater E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quipage about him than <hi>Strato,</hi> my ſelf, and our Horſes: we enter'd very late and unknown into <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where we learn'd the <hi>Emperor</hi>'s arrival was really expected within a few days, and that the Governour was preparing to give him a magnificent reception, but my Maſter impatient of knowing further, ſent his faithful <hi>Strato</hi> to find out <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> with or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der to inform himſelf, if <hi>Tiberius</hi> was at Court, and whether common diſcourſe made any mention of his Marriage with <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The expectation of this intelligence, which <hi>Strato</hi> was to bring us to a houſe where we lodg'd not far hence, has detained my Maſter here; who, but for that reaſon, would have made no ſtop till he had found out a fit place to be the ſcene of his tragick deſign; in the mean time not able to endure the Society of men, he daily went out to breath his woes in the ſolitarieſt walks he could light on, and ſuch a melancholly employment as this, guided him to the place you had choſen, where encountering the valiant ſtranger, you know what oblig'd him to draw his Sword.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>See Sir the faithful relation you deſir'd of my Maſters life, for the vaſt extention of which, all his adventures are my advocates to plead your pardon; and now Sir, you have that confirm'd which I told you at the beginning of my ſtory, of Fortunes malitious obſtinacy in the perſecution of vertuous perſons.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>'Tis true, ſaid the Prince <hi>Tyridates, interrupting Emilius,</hi> the world cannot boaſt a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon that has given a fairer evidence of vertue, and grandeur of Courage, than the Prince your Maſters, and had Fortune been impartial to his deſerts,</q> it would not only have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſcended the throne of his Anceſtors, but mounted that of the whole univerſe; Thus he went on, enlarging the Character of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> merit with a greater variety of praiſes which when he had ended, no longer able to ſtay from his ſight, and perceiving the night approach, he went from his Chamber with <hi>Emilius</hi> to go viſit a gueſt of that importance; but now let us leave them a little in this Eſtate, to return to the fair Queen of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> whom we left in the power of the Pirate <hi>Zenodorus.</hi>
               </p>
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            <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART III.</head>
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               <head>LIB. I.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The Pyrate</hi> Zenodorus, <hi>carries his fair Priſoner, with a foul purpoſe, into an adjacent Wood, the perpetration of his Luſt is prevented, and his life taken by the Sword of</hi> Cornelius Gallus, <hi>whom his ſports had invited thither, and the Queens crys directed to her reſcue. He receives ſome concealed wounds, from the firſt beams of her beauty, invites her to</hi> Alexandria, <hi>where ſhe meets with the Princeſs</hi> Eliſa, <hi>daughter to</hi> Phraates, <hi>the reſemblance of their birth, faces, and fortunes contracts an entire amity betwixt them.</hi> Candace <hi>diſcourſes to her the ſtory of her life.</hi> Caeſario <hi>ſurprizes the diſcovery of her affection, by an ambuſh in the Garden.</hi> Tirybaſus <hi>boldly diſcloſes his love to the young Princeſs, is ſcornfully repulſed, and ſeemingly gives it over. He commands the Kings Army againſt the</hi> Nubian <hi>Rebels, beats them twice, and the third time is overthrown. He falls ſick, and is call'd home by the King, who attended by</hi> Caeſario, <hi>goes in perſon to that War. The young Princes gallantry and diſcretion wins the love and admiration of all the Army. The King is mortally wounded in a battel, bequeaths</hi> Candace <hi>and his Crown to</hi> Caeſario, <hi>who after the Kings death, takes the command of the Army, deeply vows a revenge of his blood upon the Rebels, makes his Oath good in five ſignal victories, and at laſt compleats it by the death of</hi> Evander, <hi>the Enemies Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neral whom he bravely kills in a ſingle Duel.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>He Pyrate <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> charged with his rich prey, flew from the place where he had left his men ingag'd in combat againſt the Princes, with all the ſpeed he could ſpur his horſe to. The fair Queen of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> amaz'd with her misfortune, and almoſt intranced with the grief of her ſudden ſurprizal, was, at firſt, too feeble to retard his Carreir, nor had her Spirits recovered their uſual vigor, when the Barbarian arrived at that part of the coaſt, where he had left his veſſels riding, but when his Eyes miſs'd them there, his aſtoniſhment was matchleſs, and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>larging their Commiſſion, he perceived them afar, making off to Sea, with all advantage the wind could lend them; the ſight of this, rent ſome ſighs from the Pirates breſt, and ſuſpecting his Lieutenants infidelity, he vomited his firſt reſentments, filled with menaces and imprecations againſt heaven, yet he did not ſo abandon the care of his proper ſafety, but he reſerved ſtill judgment enough to weigh the danger, whereto his ſtay in that place was like to expoſe him, not doubting but his enemies, (whom he left in a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition to obtain a ſpeedy victory) would follow him thither, ſo ſoon as their Swords were at leiſure: not knowing what way to make choice of, nor how to preſerve his precious boo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, he was ballancing his angry thoughts, how to frame a reſolution, when the fair Queen
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began to awake from her firſt aſtoniſhment, and her Spirits returning by degrees, to their proper imployment, ſhe fell a ſtrugling for liberty with more vigour, than ſhe had yet been able to uſe; and raiſing her hands to bid battel to his face, by the new difficulty of that ſmart War, ſhe haſtily determined his reſolution (which was little older than the firſt pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſal) to take the ſhelter of an adjacent Wood: then, in ſpite of her reſiſtance re-inforcing his hold, and turning his Horſes head to the Wood, he ſpurred him thither to the height of his ſpeed: his companion, whom <hi>Clitie</hi> (deſpiſing her ſafety ſince it only offered it ſelf upon terms of deſerting her Miſtreſs) had ſuffered to carry her away with leſs trouble, followed him ſo faſt at the heels, as, in a ſhort time, they had penetrated a great part of the Wood; but it was then no longer poſſible for <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> to command <hi>Candace</hi>'s forces, and tearing his viſage with her nails, ſhe ſtrugled ſo powerfully with the Pirate, as not able to keep his hold any longer, he was forced to let her ſlide at her length, upon the graſs, and as ſhe fell, her garments giving a little way to the rudeneſs of the action, ſhe diſcovered the beauty of a Leg, that kindled freſh deſires in the Barbarians breſt, this made him haſtily throw himſelf from his Horſe, while the fair Queen aſhamed of the laſt accident, nimbly ſtarted upon her feet, and ran with all the force and ſpeed ſhe could borrow of her fears, to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards a part of the Wood that was thinneſt, by her loud cries inviting the pity of Gods and Men to her ſuccour.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Clitie,</hi> perceiving ſhe had forc'd her liberty, fidelity and deſire to follow her Lady, drew up all her ſtrength to recover her own, and, being detain'd by a man, more weak and leſs intereſſed than <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> ſhe found it not hard to break the priſon of his Arms, and throw<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her ſelf upon the Earth, ſhe ſwiftly purſued the ſteps of her Miſtriſs with all the ſpeed that loyalty could lend her.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Zenodorus</hi> was ſoon upon his feet, and though fear and deſire to eſcape the raviſhes, beſtowed their wings upon the Princeſſes heels, ſhe found them both too weak to main<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain the ground ſhe had gotten: her purſuer had recovered the ſpace betwixt them, and already ſtretched out his Arm, to ſeize her garments behind, when ſhe firſt heard the noiſe of divers Horſes, and preſently after ſaw eight or ten Cavaliers coming up upon the ſpur, whom the Chaſe had led into that Wood, and the Queens cries conducted thither to her reſcue.</p>
               <p>He that appear'd, and really was Maſter to the reſt, pauſing a while upon the object, and placing his eye upon the Pyrats action, ran to him with his Sword in his hand, and flew upon him with a brave anger; the Barbarian grew pale at the ſight and cry of his Enemy, and almoſt at the ſame time felt himſelf pierc'd through with his Sword, and thrown to the ground with the ſhock of his Horſe: his companion preſently turned his back upon the danger, and fled it with the ſpeed of a villains fear to be overtaken, and the fair Queen in one auſpicious moment, ſaw her ſelf, and Servant at liberty: yet her ſtri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving to out-run the Raviſher, and the rude toyl ſhe ſuffered in getting looſe from his loath<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed embraces, had wrought her to ſo much wearineſs, as her forces fail'd juſt at the arrival of reſcue, and ſhe no ſooner ſaw her Enemy fall, but her weakneſs reduced her (a few paces from him) to make choice of the ſame poſture, whither <hi>Clitie</hi> preſently came to repoſe her ſelf at her Ladies feet.</p>
               <p>The principal of her preſervers, whoſe face ſpake well in his behalf, and expoſed the In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dex of an eminent dignity, no ſooner beheld her in that condition, but he and part of his men left their horſes, and advancing towards her, his eyes accepted the invitation of her face, where he found employment for a delightful contemplation; but he had not gazed many moments before he paid the homage of aſtoniſhment and wonder to that admirable beauty; at firſt his amazement could command no better expreſſion than his ſilence, with a look that ſpoke it ſelf over the ſhoulder to his companions, but a deſire to untie the hands of his reaſon, on purpoſe to ſtudie the object better, diſſipating his firſt ſurprizal, he approach<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the Queen, and ſaluting her with an action full of civility: <hi>I know not your quality,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that have forced the admiration of perſons, who thought themſelves able to ſee the faireſt things in the world without aſtoniſhment, but whoever you are, I am ſo ſenſible of the firſt encounter, and to ſee you yet in an eſtate, ſo little conformed to the judgement I have paſſed upon your perſon and condition, as if it were not in my power to offer you comfort, I would learn to think my ſelf very unfortunate.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>At this diſcourſe, the fair Princeſs raiſed her eye to the viſage of him that made it, and finding ſomething there that might claim the reſpect due to an uncommon perſon, ſhe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>held him with a regard that began her acknowledgement for his protection, this double con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration ſo far abridged her weakneſs of its due, as to raiſe her ſelf half from the earth; <q>Whatever I am,</q> 
                  <hi>(replyed ſhe in the ſame language he ſpake, wherein ſhe was perfectly skilled)</hi> you ſee an unfortunate perſon that owes you her life, and poſſible, ſomething elſe more
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pretious; what you have done in my defence, has fairly charectered your generoſity, but there is yet ſomething more to do, that will add new graces to its beauty, and invite it to a brave employment, in carrying ſuccour to ſome perſons, <hi>whoſe worth will deſerve your aſſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance, which, not far from hence were baſely aſſaulted by a great number of his fellow villains, whom your Sword ſo lately puniſhed.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Queens diſcourſe was delivered with charms too invincible to fail in the deſign that framed it, nor was the perſon that received it leſs obliged by them, than the duties of his charge to grant her deſires: but he had already ſo faſt'ned his heart to thoſe delica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cies he found about her, as her face diſputed againſt her tongue, and rendered her en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treaty incapable to divide him ſo ſoon from her preſence, only turning towards his follow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers, which by the addition of freſh commers in, were already ſwelled to the number of twenty, he commanded the better part to take the Queens inſtructions, where to find and help her diſtreſſed friends, and, keepin the reſt about his perſon. He preſented a couple of Horſes to her ſelf and <hi>Clytie,</hi> with a well-framed intreaty, to accept a more befitting and ſafer retreat, than any <hi>Aegypt</hi> could elſe afford; but, perceiving by her face, that her thoughts agreed not in their votes, to that propoſition; <hi>To clear all your ſcruples</hi> ſaid he, <hi>of receiving my ſervices, I am obliged to let you know, that I am</hi> Cornelius Gallus Praetor <hi>of</hi> Ae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gyt, <hi>and by</hi> Caeſar<hi>'s commiſſion, abſolute Maſter of this Province, from me you are, and ought to hope all ſorts of comforts; nor can your wiſeſt fears make choiſe of more ſecurity againſt your Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, or the menaces of any other danger, than my</hi> Alexandria <hi>does promiſe; the City is not many furlongs hence, and, if you will give your patience the injury to wait it, I will ſend for a Chariot to conduct you thither.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Queens inclinations intirely bent her to that place, where ſhe might examine her <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s danger which yet ſhe could not reſolve to act, without too blunt a rejection of the Praetor's civilities, and the tie of ſo great an obligation, linked with the awe of his authority, ſhewed her too much reaſon in her fears to refuſe his proffer; beſides ſhe then found her ſelf no longer Miſtreſs of her own actions, nor could <hi>Cornelius</hi> be accounted a friend to his honour, by his permiſſion to humour her own deſires, in going unguarded from a danger, from which he ſo lately defended her; by the advice of theſe thoughts af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter ſhe had turned a glance upon <hi>Clitie,</hi> that ſignified ſhe was not yet at liberty to own her intentions, ſhe told <hi>Cornelius,</hi> that the confidence ſhe repoſed in his vertue, and the remembrance of ſo freſh an engagement, had left no ſcruple to oppoſe her conſent of en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creaſing his train to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and their accepting the retreat (for a few days) he had ſo nobly offered her; ſhe refuſed to ſtay the Chariots coming <hi>Cornelius</hi> would have ſent for, and ſuffering her ſelf to be ſet upon a Horſe, was preſented with two men to ſuſtain her on each ſide, ſhe accompanied the Troop to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where within a quarter of an hour they arrived.</p>
               <p>At the entrance of that proud City, <hi>Candace</hi> felt her heart grow tender at thoſe viſible hints of her <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s Intereſt, but that remembrance ſtuck it ſelf there with a deep ſenſe, when ſhe ſaw her ſelf in the Palace where he was born, and had been nouriſhed.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cornelius</hi> (who had already learn'd from his new-born paſſion, the requiſites of an extraordinary reſpect to the Lady) conducted her to a rich and pompous lodging, where the great Queen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had paſſed a part of her days, and by fortunes contrivance, the very ſame, where ſhe had diſcloſed to the world that Son of <hi>Caeſar;</hi> her attention, to the recital was made her of that Tragedy; was mingled with a bundance of ſighs, and a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>waked in her ſoul a remembrance full of pity and veneration, for the Fortune of ſo great a Queen.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cornelius</hi> was ready to leave her to her private repoſe, when he ſaw a part of thoſe en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, that by <hi>Candace</hi>'s intreaty he had ſent to the Princes relief, who being demanded how they had thriven in their late employment, it was replyed, they had laid out their pains in vain, for being arrived at the place, whereto they were guided by the Ladies directions, they had only there found the marks of a great and bloudy Combat, the Earth covered with bloud, and fifteen or twenty men lay ſtretched upon the ground, among which, their en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavour to learn the truth, had found two ſtill living, who related the event of the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bat, and confeſt themſelves, and all thoſe that lay dead about them, to be Souldiers belonging to the Pirate <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> that they had been brought into that condition by the invincible va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lour of four perſons, and that after their defeat, the Victors were gone thence upon the ſpur (as they conceived) in purſuit of a Lady, whom their Captain had carried away.</p>
               <p>From this Diſcourſe <hi>Candace</hi> took abundance of comfort, or at leaſt her heart was eaſed of much diſquiet, by this aſſurance that her dear <hi>Caeſar</hi> was eſcaped the danger, and upon this pleaſing ſubject, her thoughts began to grow buſie, when <hi>Cornelius</hi> (unwilling to debar her that liberty) took his leave, and left her alone with <hi>Clitie</hi> in chamber.</p>
               <p>
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From that day he took order ſhe ſhould be ſerved as a perſon, whoſe quality he ſuſpected, did much overtop her preſent garb and appearance, and, though he was deſirous to learn the truth, he was not willing to betray an impatient curioſity, till time ſhould offer an occaſion to do it with a more becoming pretence; but if <hi>Cornelius</hi> had a deſire to know, the Queen had as great a deſign to conceal her quality, and to that end inſtructed <hi>Clitie</hi> for her fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture demeanour. This caution involved no ingratitude for the ſervice <hi>Cornelius</hi> had ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered her, though ſhe could do no leſs than regard him as a perſon that uſurped the right of her dear <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and a Lieutenant to the cruel Enemy that had paſſed ſuch a bloody ſentence on his life: beſides, ſhe had diſcovered in his face and language, ſome ſigns of a budding affection, and that ſole conſideration quickly grew fruitful enough to be the Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther of thoſe twins, Diſtruſt and Secreſie. Nor was her ſuſpicion groundleſs, and that Man, who, poſſible had paſt the preceding part of his life, without feeling that the Boy had a bow, had received ſo powerful an inclination, from the firſt Rays of <hi>Candace</hi>'s beauty to ſerve her, and that ſo ſenſibly augmented, by the inchanting ſweetneſs of her garb and language, as in a few days time it became ſtrong enough to leave nothing free in the ſoul of <hi>Cornelius,</hi> his firſt nights reſt was interrupted by the agreeable Idea of his fair gueſt, and almoſt wholly conſumed in the entertainment of ſuch love-ſick thoughts, and amorous muſings, as had yet been ſtrangers to his breaſt.</p>
               <p>At firſt he made ſome attempts to defend himſelf (already taking fears from the firſt inquietudes he had ſuffered, from this incroaching malady) but in the ſequel, all their arguments ſtruck ſail to the pleaſing flatteries of ſuch hopes, as a man ſo conſiderable in perſon and quality, might properly conceive. <hi>If this Lady,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>be of an illuſtrious birth, as there is much about her to ſettle that opinion, which takes another proof from ſo many accidents and effects of Fortune, who (as we daily ſee) makes it her ſport to toſs ſuch Tennis balls, I may ſafely raiſe and own my pretences to her lawful poſſeſſion, without offending my honour: but if her veins hold no bloud that will deſerve my alliance, I will try to find another way to ſati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ate my deſires; in the mean time, I ſhall leave no ſtone unrolled (by the ſafe and gentle ways of ſervice) that may win me her affections, and ſince the Gods have put her into my hands, by an ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venture ſo uncommon, I will try to improve that advantage, nor ſhall any conſideration perſwade me to reſign her liberty.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This was the Praetors reſolution, whereof the Queens ignorance defended her from a ſad reſentment. In the mean time, that tedious night became a witneſs of her reſtleſs apprehenſions; and the Image of her dear <hi>Caeſario,</hi> who wounded (as her thoughts had figured him, and ranging on all ſides in queſt of her) ſtill returning to her timerous fancy, ſcarce left her one hour of ſleep that was not broken by thoſe in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quietudes.</p>
               <p>The next day ſhe was viſited by <hi>Cornelius,</hi> who endeavoured to divertiſe, by ſhewing her all the beauties of the Palace, and ſtraining his fancy to find out divers other inventions, that might offer her delight, but all had little power to diſpoſſeſs or deceive the deep melanchol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly that oppreſſed her ſpirit, and though by a diſcreet complaiſance, ſhe paid him her regards with a viſage ſerene enough, yet it might be eaſily obſerved, ſhe could not repulſe thoſe cruel agitations, that her heart ſent thither.</p>
               <p>Every ſingle action of hers blew up new flames in the Praetor's breſt, but whatever vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence he felt they inflicted, was all cloſe Priſoner to <hi>Candace</hi>'s Majeſty, which imprinted a reſpect that impoſed his ſilence, and left him no power to ſet any of thoſe thoughts at li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty.</p>
               <p>After he had paſſed a part of the day in her company, he was called away by ſome preſſing affairs that demanded the reſt, which the Princeſs ſpent onely with <hi>Clitie,</hi> upon the ordinary task her melancholly impoſed, ſhe thought it required of her affection and civility, to ſend ſome body to <hi>Tyridates</hi> houſe, as well to learn (if poſſible) what became of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> as receive the knowledge of that Princes condition, and render him an account of her own, to whom ſhe remembred her ſelf ſo deeply obliged; but, this reſolved, ſhe wanted a perſon proper for that imployment; and though ſhe did not doubt but <hi>Cornelius</hi> would readily furniſh her, ſhe thought there was more circumſpection due to the fear of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covering that, by an imprudent confidence, which both her deſire and diſcretion devoted to ſilence.</p>
               <p>It was then the ſeaſon of the year, when the Sun over-warmed that Climate, with a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>digality of beams, and that Evening (the night being well advanced before ſleep could faſten any charm upon <hi>Candace</hi>'s eyes) to take a cool refreſhment, by taſting the Evenings dewy breath, ſhe went to walk upon a Teraſſe neer her Chamber, where ſhe had already ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken ſome turns before the nights arrival. This was a large open gallery, ſupported by Marble Pillars, whence the unreſtrained eye might freely gather a pleaſing variety of objects,
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both from the Sea, and all the adjacent places to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> her Chamber was not the one<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly neighbour to this Teraſſe, but (being of the ſame length with that ſide of the Palace) it ran all along by divers other Lodings near to hers; to this place, the fair Queen, clad in her night gown, attended by <hi>Clitie,</hi> was come to take in ſome freſher air, where (by the ſight of the celeſtial Tapers) ſometimes walking, ſometimes leaning upon the Ba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liſter, whence ſhe ſent her eye as far upon the Sea, as the dusky night would give it leave, one while parling with her own thoughts, and then diſcourſing with <hi>Clitie</hi> upon the ſad eſtate of her Fortune.</p>
               <p>In this employment ſhe had already paſſed ſome time, when approaching to that Teraſs furtheſt from her Chamber, <hi>Clitie</hi> upon whoſe arm ſhe leaned, made a ſudden ſtop to tell her, ſhe perceived they were not alone in that place, and that ſhe had ſeen a glimpſe of ſome other perſons near it, and over-heard their diſcourſe. The Queen (who in a deep diſcourſe of her melancholly thoughts had neither eye nor ear at leiſure for ſuch a diſcovery) took ſome aſtoniſhment from <hi>Clitie</hi>'s words, unwilling to be ſeen in the condition ſhe was, and deſirous to eſcape a ſurprizal at an hour ſo ſuſpected, was turn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to go back to her Chamber, when her ſteps were arreſted by the ſweetneſs of a voice, which ſhe preſently knew proceeded from a perſon of her own Sex, this was mingled with many ſighs, and thoſe ſucceeded by ſome plaints, which delivered themſelves at her ear in ſo ſad, and yet ſo charming a harmony, as ſhe found it impoſſible to carry her ſelf away, ſo ſoon as ſhe reſolved it, this fixed her for a time upon the place, and giving <hi>Clitie</hi> a ſign to make no noiſe, ſhe lent attention unto the diſcourſe of ſome La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dies, whom a deſign like hers had conducted thither. <hi>Treacherous Element!</hi> ſaid a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, the tone of whoſe voice ſeemed the moſt delicate and agreeable to <hi>Candace</hi> that ever feaſted her ſenſe, <hi>faithleſs Element! whom I have truſted with too much indiſcretion, either re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtore what thou haſt taken, or take the miſerable remains of what thou haſt robbed me of: but why</hi> (purſued ſhe with a ſtorm of ſighs, that for a time denied a paſſage to her words) <hi>why ſhould I demand a gem of thee, which the cruelty of men and not thine has raviſhed, thoſe Monſters I ſhould charge with the greater infidelity, and may with more reaſon (though I fear in vain) call them to account for my loſſes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This afflicted perſon pronounced theſe words with ſo ſad an accent as wroughtupon the Queen to go a ſhare in her ſufferings, but her ſtock of pity was much improved when after ſome moments of ſilence ſhe heard her go on this manner: <hi>Juſt Gods, if you have allot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted a puniſhment for my diſobedience, why is not my head the only mark for your bolts of vengeance, without diſcharging your anger upon Innocence and Vertue it ſelf? and thou dear perſon, whoſe loſs I deplore, and whoſe memory I ought to embalm, with tears refined from my pureſt bloud, thou knoweſt by that unſhackled intellect, which, (Souls once ſtrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ped of their clay, enjoy by the right of reverſion) that I have ſtill carefully cheriſhed all re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments due to thy dear memory; or by ſome other miracle, allyed to thoſe that have drawn thee from the precipice of ſo many perils, look upon that heart, that never op't a window to any but thee, and read over thoſe tender thoughts, that affection daily hatches in thy behalf. Ah, weak hope!</hi> purſued ſhe, <hi>fond imagination, upon what ſhallow and ſha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dowy foundations do you build your ſelves? will you bely my eyes that ſaw him fall in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to the mercileſs waves? and in fine, would you make me believe, that by loſing what I love deareſt I have loſt my memory and judgement too? do you ſeek a ſhelter in my ſoul to excuſe the baſeneſs of ſurviving him? and can you find no colour for the cowardiſe of a feeble Maid, that might well be frighted with the ugly image of Death?</hi> The afflicted party had drawn her griefs in a larger figure, if a throng of ſobs had not cut off the current of her words, and they had ſcarce enjoyned her ſilence, when it was thus broke off by another in her company.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>if it be poſſible, receive ſome comfort, and do not throw your ſelf headlong into theſe extremities, ſo unbecoming the moderation, that hath ſate ſo long at the helm of all your actions, rather direct your addreſſes to the Gods for aſſiſtance, which you know have ever been ready to remove your misfortune, and take a pattern from that mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>racle which yeſterday they wrought in your behalf, of what they were able to do for his deliverance, whoſe loſs we all deplore: Madam, they do not uſe to let fall their bounties by halfs upon ſuch perſons as your ſelf, whoſe innocence and vertue frames you ſo fair a title to their intire aſſiſtance, and if yeſterday they brought you a miraculous ſuccour, when no appearance could ſhape you a poſſibility of redreſs, why ſhould you now throw away your hopes, when you know they have often ſnatched him from the jaws of dangers, that gaped as wide as this that ſeemed to ſwallow him. Ah Mother!</hi> replyed the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſolate perſon, <hi>how do your own thoughts bely this flattery? Gods!</hi> added ſhe preſently after, <hi>I can take no more blows at your hands.</hi> At theſe words ſhe loſt her ſpeech,
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and fell into a ſwoond in the arms of two women that attended her, for ſo <hi>Candace</hi> judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed it by the cries came from them, often repeating the name of Madam, and reflecting by this adventure upon the ſtrangers ſufferings with a more paſſionate intereſt, than could be expected from a perſon, in whom the ſenſe of anothers miſery, might well have been cruſhed by the ſad weight of her own misfortunes, ſhe directed her ſteps that way with <hi>Clitie,</hi> with an intention to offer her ſuccour, when the women haſtily carried her into her Chamber, which was near that place, and ſhut the door after them; though the fair Queen had not yet ſeen the face of this afflicted Lady, the ſweetneſs of her voice and lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage had already gotten ſo much credit in her thoughts, and her Plaints (limn'd to a near reſemblance with her own misfortunes) had beſpoke ſo juſt a pity, as ſome unlicenſed tear ſtole into an expreſſion of her excellent nature into that perſons condition. <hi>Ah</hi> Clytie, cry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſhe, <hi>I ſee we are not the only marks of Fortunes malice, nor has ſhe ſpent the ſtock of cruelty upon us, if I apprehend aright, I have found a Companion in miſery, and if I may be permitted to ſee this dejected party, we will mutually ſtrive to dull the ſenſe of each others woes, by comparing our Calamities.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words (led by a curioſity, that had no other parent but a generous commiſera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion) ſhe went ſoftly to the door, where they were newly entered, with an intent to endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour an improvement of her diſcovery, but beſides that the door was cloſe bolted, there was ſo little noiſe made in the Chamber, as, after the miſ-ſpending ſome ſerious attention, ſhe gave over the hopes of preſent ſatisfaction.</p>
               <p>After this, ſhe took ſome turns upon the Teraſſe, diſcourſing with <hi>Clytie,</hi> upon that adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, which had taken ſo large a poſſeſſion of her thoughts, as, for that night, it barred out the remembrance of thoſe that had a hand in her proper fortunes: after ſhe was got to bed, her cogitations ſtill glided and glanced upon this ſubject, nor could her fancy get looſe from theſe reflections, till ſleep crept upon them unawares to quiet them.</p>
               <p>The next day, ſo ſoon as ſhe might be civilly ſeen, ſhe was viſited by <hi>Cornelius</hi> and at that time he was not unwelcome, becauſe from him ſhe hoped ſome ſatisfaction of her longing deſires to be inſtructed in the Fortunes of that deſolate Lady, (ſo much influence and intereſt have the afflictions of others upon our ſouls, when they carry a reſemblance to our own) yet finding ſome difficulty, to bring her laſt nights walk (which conducted her to that encoun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter) into the ſcene of their diſcourſe, ſhe was a little poſed to manage her curioſity with all the caution it required; but <hi>Cornelius</hi> eaſed her of that pain; for he had no ſooner bad her good morrow, and expreſſed ſuch other civilities, as Cuſtom and Faſhion enjoyned, which prevented the queſtion ſhe was framing in her thoughts, when believing himſelf obliged to give her the relation of that adventure. <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>ſince I had the honour to ſee you laſt, there has arrived an accident worthy of your notice, which I aſſure my ſelf, when you have once un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtood it, you will take ſome intereſt.</hi> Theſe words taught the Queen to level her judgement at a part of the truth, and was well-pleaſed to be quitted of her requeſt, for what ſhe was now only to pay her acceptation.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Yeſterday,</hi> ſaid Cornelius, <hi>ſome veſſels, that I ſent out to ſcoure the ſea-coaſts, within ſight of the ſhoar encountred two Pirats ſhips, which (after they had cut in pieces the greateſt part of thoſe that defended them) they took and brought in a very rich prize, yet all the reſt but cheap and worthleſs in compariſon of a young Lady; whom they reſcued from the rude hands of thoſe cruel men, in that critical minute (as I received it from two of her Women-attendants) when they were ready and reſolv'd to offer violence to her perſon; Madam, to commend a Beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty in your preſence, for whom the Gods have ranſakt the treaſury of their skill to make the moſt accompliſhed piece that ever they put their hands to; I will onely ſay, if my Eye had not firſt encountred with your Excellencies, I ſhould have thought it impoſſible for the world to have ſhewen me any thing ſo fair; Indeed I think you would have a hard task without the aſſiſtance of your Glaſs, to ſhape an Idea ſo handſome: but the confidence I have that your own Eyes (when you ſee her will find no dotage in theſe words, puts a gap to my farther deſcription: we have lodged her in a Chamber neer to yours, where ſhe has already paſſed one night with her Woman, but if this Lady be fair, ſhe is not leſs afflicted, and though I have endeavoured to plaiſter the wounds her ſorrows have made, with as much comfort, and as fair language as the Laws of Hoſpitality and Cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſie, due to perſons of her being, could put into my mouth, we had much ado to prevail with her, to receive any nouriſhment. I gave her yeſterday a particular relation of the grand favour I received of Fortune, in being made an inſtrument of your ſafety; this onely reci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal had power to borrow her attention, and bow the obſtinacy of her griefs to the confeſſion of ſome reſentments: this morning one of her women asked me, if ſhe might not be permitted to ſee you, and told me ſhe hoped the tide of her Ladies griefs, would find an Ebb in the comforts of your ſociety.</hi>
               </p>
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The Queen (who had already taken in much affection at the ears of that accompliſhed perſon) replyed, ſhe would call it her happineſs to receive the honour of her acquaintance, and though her preſent condition ſcarce allowed her a capacity to moderate the miſeries of others, yet ſhe would take a truce with her own misfortunes, on purpoſe to leſſen the ſenſe of hers if it were poſſible.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Since you are ſo nobly reſolved, <hi>anſwered Cornelius,</hi> ſhe ſhall preſently know of her ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour you intend her, and I aſſure my ſelf, that ſo ſoon as ſhe is dreſt, ſhe will pay you her acknowledgment in a viſit. Let her only know, if you pleaſe, <hi>ſaid Candace,</hi> if ſhe be in a condition to ſuffer the interview of a ſtranger, that I think my ſelf obliged to pay that re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect to a perſon ſo afflicted, and poſſible indiſpoſed as her ſelf; and by the account you have paſſed of her beauty, you have already given me ſo much impatience to ſee her, as it will not permit me to ſtay for her in my Chamber.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Clitie,</hi> who by her own deſire to know that Lady, was intereſſed in her Miſtreſſes Curi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>oſity, readily acted her Commands, and, a ſhort time after, it was returned that the fair unknown had found a little failing in her health, by ſuffering the violence of ſome fits the night before, however ſhe would make haſte to apparel her ſelf, with a purpoſe to prevent her deſign of a viſit.</p>
               <p>The Queen (who knew the priviledge of her Sex) allowed her the liberty to invade the Chamber before ſhe was dreſt, was deſirous to acquit that trouble to her weak eſtate, and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> to whom the requiſites of civility denyed that freedom, only contented him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf to conduct her to the Chamber door: when <hi>Candace</hi> entred, her face carried news of a grand addition to the ſtar-light of beauty, which ſhined in that terreſtial orbe, nor could theſe two perſons encounter without the ſilent confeſſion of a mutual aſtoniſhment. Our former deſcription of <hi>Candace</hi>'s beauty, diſpenſes with a farther recital, but we ſhould deal unjuſtly with the fair unknown, ſhould we hide them in ſilence, in whom the Queen found many delicacies that had a far better title to her wonder, than the Praetor's relation could challenge, the new fain ſnow was tanned in compariſon of the refined purity of that white that was the ground of her complexion, and if ſorrow had gathered the Carnations of her cheeks, ſham'd to ſee her ſelf ſurpriz'd half naked, though by perſons of her own ſex, had replanted of hers there, with ſuch freſh advantages, as any weaker eye than <hi>Candace</hi>'s, would have ſhrunk at the brightneſs of that mingled luſtre; her mouth (as well for ſhape as Complexion) ſhamed the imitation of the beſt Penſils, and the livelieſt colours; and though ſome petty intervals of joy wanted the ſmiles that grief had ſequeſtred, yet ſhe never opened it, but like the Eaſt at the birth of a beautiful day, and then diſcovered Treaſures, whoſe excelling whiteneſs made the price ineſtimable; all the features of her face had ſo neer a kindred of proportion and ſymetry, as the ſevereſt Maſter of <hi>Appelles</hi> Art might have call<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed it his glory to have copied beauties from her, as the beſt of Models. The circumfe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence of her viſage, ſhewed the extremes of an imperfect Circle, and almoſt formed it to a perfect Oval, and this abridgement of marvels was taper'd by a pair of the brighteſt ſtars that ever were lighted up by the hand of Nature: as their luſtre might juſtly claim the title of Celeſtial, ſo their colour was the ſame with Heavens, there was a ſpherical harmony in their motion, and that mingled with a vivacity ſo penetrating, as neither the firmeſt eye, nor the ſtrongeſt ſoul could arm themſelves with a reſiſtance of proof againſt thoſe pointed glories, their very languiſhing dejection darted more charms through the clouds of griefs, that darkned their brighteſt glory, than all others could boaſt in their cleareſt Sunſhine; nor were they ever ſo dim'd with woe, but they had ſtill vigour enough left to open themſelves a paſſage to hearts defended with the greateſt inſenſibility; her head was crowned with a prodigious quantity of fair long hair, whereof the colour as fit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſuited the beauty of her eyes, as imagination could make it. To theſe marvels of face were joyned the reſt of her neck, hands and ſhape, and there ſeemed a conteſt betwixt the form and whiteneſs of the two former, which had the larger commiſſion from Nature to work wonders; and if ſhe was not ſo tall of ſtature as <hi>Candace,</hi> in revenge of that ſhe was far more ſlender, and her face much leſs than the fair Queen of <hi>Aethiopia</hi>'s. In fine, her beauty was miraculous, and though the Queen's had ſomething more majeſtick and more powerful to imprint reſpect, yet the fair ſtrangers was far more delicate, and poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible more exactly conformed to the nice rules of proportion; the regards of theſe two fair ones were equally tyed to contemplate each others perfections by a ſerious attention; their actions quickly confeſſing their mutual aſtoniſhment, &amp; reading over thoſe marvels in a few moments, that merited as many years for a fit peruſual, they had much ado to reſtrain their wonder from breaking out into loud interjections; the fair unknown, at firſt obliged by the Queens civility, was diſpoſing her ſelf to repay it in acknowledgement, when the Queen whoſe courage was more unſhaken, and whoſe mind and body kept a neerer degree to health, began the
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Complement, and accoſting her with an action that confeſſed the effects of the ſtrangers beauty, and partly accounted for the pity her Soul had already promiſed to her miſeries. <q>
                     <hi>Cornelius, ſaid ſhe,</hi> would have given me cauſe of complaint, had he longer debarred me the view of ſo admired a perſon; I come Madam, <hi>continued ſhe (ſaluting and embracing her with an affection that ſeldom riſes to ſuch a height, at the firſt interview)</hi> I am come (if poſſible) to bring comfort to your Calamities, and either to interweave my misfortune with yours, or augment mine own, by ſuffering my ſhare of thoſe that compoſe your affliction.</q> The fair unknown, whom the Majeſty of <hi>Candace</hi>'s mind, and the gentle proffer of ſo much cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſie, had already touched with a deep reſpect, and a tender reſentment, received her Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſſes in as graceful a manner, as her ſad condition would ſuffer, and ſtrugling with her grief, that ſhe might not appear either ſtupid, or ingrateful, after ſhe had ſilently ſtaid ſome time in her arms, and tenderly ſtriven to pay back part of her kindneſs in the dumb Elegance of embraces; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> the confuſion I borrow from theſe deſerved marks of your goodneſs, has left me no liberty to expreſs, as I ought, how my Soul reſents it; and I ſhould now learn to believe my ſelf leſs unfortunate, could I find out a way to merit the Compaſſion of ſo excellent a perſon. I think the world has few, <hi>replyed the Queen,</hi> that would refuſe to bear a part in your afflictions, nor can ſuch aſpects as yours want the power to ſtamp all the paſſions, even upon thoſe hearts that are able to make the rudeſt reſiſtance, I am ſure mine cannot hide the ſenſible effects it wrought within me, ſince my memory urging ſo ample an incitement, intirely to employ all my thoughts upon the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration of mine own diſaſters, I have taken them from their task, to intereſs my ſelf in yours, and to offer you my promiſe, that if my power falls ſhort of a capacity to give you comfort, at leaſt my affection ſhall inable me to go halves in your ſufferings. If my miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haps, <hi>reply'd the Stranger,</hi> were of a nature to receive what you offer, I would come to you for a cure, without the leaſt ſcruple of a doubt, but however the Gods have plac'd my deſpair beyond the reach of redreſs, I ſhould prove my ſelf very unworthy of the favours you have given me, ſhould I wreſtle with my woes, to accept, as I ought, theſe generous effects of your pity: 'tis of them, <hi>purſu'd ſhe ſighing,</hi> I implore a continuance, and I may ſafely aſſure you, for truth it ſelf avers it, (repeating her imbraces with an action ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable to ſoften the rockieſt hearts) the wrath of heaven cannot point you to a ſubject that has better claim to your compaſſion, nor a Soul that can receive it with a deeper acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgment.</q>
               </p>
               <p>As ſhe finiſhed theſe words, ſome unruly tears broke away from her eyes, which yet ſhe ſtrove to hide as much as poſſibly, and ſtopping the current of her diſcourſe to preſent a Chair to the Queen, ſhe ſeated her ſelf at the feet of her bed; beauty and handſomneſs had here got reaſon on their ſides to produce their uſual effects, and theſe two excellent Ladies (in whom the knowledge of each others quality was yet limited to the mutual conſtruction of their eyes, and the remembrance of their ſelves, might well have diſpenſed with all that reſpect that was not due from their grandeur to private perſons) did yet render all that concealed juſtice required to each other, and only took a mutual eſteem from view, which does not uſe to give ſuch intelligence to other perſons.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as they had ſeated themſelves, they reaſſumed their diſcourſe, and if the fair un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known found abundance of charms in <hi>Candace</hi>'s language, the Queen encountred ſo much bewitching ſweetneſs in the ſtrangers Genius, as it perfectly compleated what her beauty had begun with much advantage, and whether caus'd by the conformity of their Fortunes, or the encounter of thoſe admirable qualities they equally poſſeſſed, (which indeed, alone were capable to produce as prompt and ſudden effects) but never did new-born amity, ſhoot up to ſuch a ſtature in ſo ſhort a time.</p>
               <p>After they had given ſome moments to the enlargement of their firſt diſcourſe, the Queen deſirous to lay the grounds of a greater confidence with the beautiful ſtranger: Think not, <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that Fortune has us'd me more civilly than you, the age of Time is not much increaſed, ſince with a loſs that poſſible was not deſigned in the frowns of your For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune: I have ſighed for another that may fill the other ſcale againſt your afflictions, and if (a few days ſince) my Soul did receive ſome ſolace; there is yet a remainder left un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cured, that inflicts miſery enough to juſtifie my Declaration, that there are few perſons in the world, whoſe woes are more ſtrongly woven than mine, think it not ſtrange this diſcourſe ſeems to imply ſome preintelligence of your Fortune, all I know that concern'd it, was received from your own mouth, by chance over-hearing your laſt nights com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaint and diſcourſe with your women, upon the adjoyning Teraſs: This contrivance of accident, firſt begat the compaſſion, and then the affection I have for you, and from thence was born a deſire (which has ſince taken a conſiderable growth from the character was given of your beauty) to ſee and know you; be not troubled that I have diſcovered
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that without deſign, which I ſhould have been ſorry to have known, had I thought you could not part with the ſecret without diſpleaſure, nor will demand a greater illuſtration, till you ſhall think me worthy of a greater confidence; in the mean time, take the ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligation of my promiſe, that my thoughts ſhall ſcan what I know with no other curioſity, than what may improve my power, to comfort and ſerve you,</q>
               </p>
               <p>If the face of the fair ſtranger confeſs'd a baſhful ſurprizal, at the beginning of this Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, the gentle cloſe of it reſtored her ſome aſſurance, yet ſhe could not ſo ſuddenly re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pulſe that active vermilion that had invaded her cheeks, but there ſtill ſtaid ſome behind, that dwelt not there, which endeavouring to hide with her hand; <q>You have poſſible heard enough from my mouth, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to purchaſe me a ſevere cenſure in the opinion of thoſe that are leſs indulgent, and, if not to defend my ſelf with inſenſibility againſt the aſſault of a perſons affection, that rais'd his batteries upon extraordinary merit, and not to ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port his loſs without a violent grief, be a crime; I ſhall be doubtleſs a Delinquent in yours too: Indeed I ſhould ever be prepoſſeſſed with Caution, to hide my follies from ſuch per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons as your ſelf, poſſible they are like to find leſs favour from your ſublime vertue than o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers, whoſe feeble frailty may render them liable to the ſame imperfections, however ſince this miſhap has be fallen me; I will endeavour to take comfort from the opinion I have of your goodneſs, and of that I think my obſervation has already made ſuch clear diſcoveries, as I need not ſcruple to truſt your knowledge with the moſt important ſecrets of my life. No, <hi>replyed the Queen,</hi> I deſire not that, till time ſhall ripen you an occaſion to accord me your amity; nor will I abuſe that opinion you have entertained of me, by demanding the proofs of it with ſo haſty an indiſcretion. I hope you will not conſtrue this, as if the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments I have for you, and the Intereſt I take in your Fortunes, have not nouriſhed an ardour to underſtand you better, but I ſhall ſtay for that favour, till I can ask it with leſs indecency, after I have given you ſome experiments of the confidence I have in you; of this you will receive no contemptible mark, when I ſhall diſcover and acquaint you with ſuch things, as you will judge worthy to be lock'd up in ſecreſie, (eſpecially in this place, that has particularly deſerved my ſuſpicion) from all other perſons, but ſuch as have an invincible guard for a ſecret. I have ſo poor an evidence of deſert to ſhew for this exceſs of nobleneſs, <hi>replyed the fair unknown,</hi> as I dare not diſpoſe my ſelf to ſuffer it without pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vention; Madam, this juſt civility is owing to the generous offer of your friendſhip, I will not ask, (if your leave allows it) a longer day than this, to aſſure you mine in parallel, and I beg your condeſcent to the propoſition with the greater hope, ſince my tongue in this is the faithful ſervant to my heart, you will ſoon judge by what I ſhall tell you, that I do de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſite no ſlight or trivial confidence in your breaſt, ſince, as my affairs are ballanced, there are few perſons on earth can be truſted with it without much danger. Stay then, <hi>replyed the Queen interrupting her,</hi> perhaps I may want deſcretion to preſerve your ſecret as I ought, and yet you ſhall leave off no diſguiſe, (ſince my own thoughts have already look'd through it) when I ſhall learn that your quality and mine are parallel. Your face, <hi>anſwered the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known,</hi> with thoſe marvels I obſerve about you, have already aſſured me, there is little dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference in our extraction, and this will poſſible be better confirm'd, when I have told you (continued ſhe, letting fall her voice, for fear of being underſtood by ſome perſons preſent, whoſe deſcretion had leſs credit in her thoughts than the reſt) that I am call'd <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and not only derived from the illuſtrious line of the <hi>Arſacides,</hi> but ſole Daughter, and as yet legiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mate Heir to <hi>Phraates,</hi> King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> known of all the Earth, by the grandeur of his Ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritories,</q> and the effects of his cruelty. She made a ſtop at theſe words, when the Queen re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd; <q>Your birth, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> is not more ſublime, than before I conjectur'd from thoſe vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible marks, that expreſſed your ſtrain to the high and Heroick, and ſince it is no longer juſt I ſhould keep my condition in a mask, be pleas'd to know that I am called <hi>Candace,</hi> Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs and lawful Queen of <hi>Aethiopia.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>At this mutual Diſcourſe, the two Princeſſes renewed the proteſtations of their promis'd amity, and that parity of deſcent kindling equal deſires of reſpect and affection, they ſweetly exchanged many tender Careſſes, and laid the foundation of ſtrong and perfect friendſhip.</p>
               <p>After ſome diſcourſe, fram'd on purpoſe to confirm what they had ſaid, the Princeſs <hi>E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liſa</hi> thus continued; <q>know well Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that to this Declaration of my Name and Quality, I ſhould adjoyn the recital of theſe ſad accidents that have perplexed my life; Madam, if you have a wiſh that deſires this obedience, I am ready to pay it, yet my memory ſtill bleeds ſo freſhly with the blows of my laſt diſaſter, as my fear that has ſcarce left me ſtrength enough to cleer that ſcore as I ought, has fram'd me a requeſt, that you will pleaſe to reſpite my relation for a day or two, till I recollect and recover as much vigour, as will carry me through ſo tedious and ſo ſad a ſtory.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
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She could not bring theſe words to a period, without letting fall a chriſtal ſhour from her bright eyes, which the fairer Queen, joyning hers to <hi>Eliſia</hi>'s, wiped away with her cheeks, and tenderly preſſing her in her arms,</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Be not ſo laviſh of thoſe precious tears, my fair Princeſs, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> and ſince (as I learn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by your laſt nights diſcourſe) there is yet ſome incertainty left in your miſfortunes, do not daſh your hopes upon the Rock of a belief ſo deſperate; the Gods are ſometimes pleaſed to tread ſtrange paths to our deliverance, and if any example may ſerve to fortifie that opinion in you, it may poſſible ſhew you the way to recover life in your ſwoonded hopes: In the mean time, do not violence your ſelf for ſatisfaction, which I am contented to defer, till you may find your power as propenſe as your will to perform it; and ſince my preſent eſtate may ſafely allow me to venture upon a long recital, I will endeavour to divert you with the Hiſtory of my life; I ſuppoſe you will not find it amiſs to paſs away this day upon your bed, without dreſſing you further, as well becauſe your bodily weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs deſires repoſe, as by that means you may avoid the viſits of <hi>Cornelius,</hi> with all others that are likely to interrupt our privacy.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The fair Princeſs of <hi>Parthia,</hi> after a reſpective conteſt and reſiſtance againſt the Queens civilities, was at laſt overcome with importunity, to accept the liberty ſhe offered, and after ſhe had ordered her woman to ſtop all viſits at the door, by acquainting the perſons with her indiſpoſition, they both ſeated themſelves upon the bed, reſpect withdrawing the reſt to ſuch a diſtance as they could not over-hear them.</p>
               <p>The Queen began the ſtory of her life, at the time that <hi>Caeſario</hi> arrived at her Fathers Court, diſcourſes the cauſe that led him thither, recounted the bewitching gallantry of his firſt actions, the uncovering his affection, firſt by his diſcourſe in the Temple, and after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards by many ſucceeding aſſurances that his behaviour ſtill ſilently repeated: ſhe related his his quarrel and combat with <hi>Britomarus,</hi> then ſucceeded to the ſecond diſcourſe that he made her of his paſſion, while the wounds he received of that young man, confined him to his Bed: and in fine, forgot nothing of importance, that <hi>Eteocles</hi> had before recounted to <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates,</hi> and when ſhe was arrived at that part of the Narration where <hi>Eteocles</hi> was inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupted, after ſhe had ſilently imployed her thoughts, for a few moments, to call home ſome particulars, which time, aſſiſted by the ſeveral accidents of her life, had a little lead aſtr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> from her memory, ſhe thus purſu'd her ſtory.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The continuation of the Hiſtory of</hi> Caeſario <hi>and</hi> Candace.</head>
                  <p>SO ſoon as the young <hi>Caeſario,</hi> whom (as I told you) was called <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> was cured of thoſe wounds he received from the bold <hi>Britomarus,</hi> he carefully continued to render Me his obſervances and viſits, with a preciſe ſedulity, and took the tide of every occaſion, wherein he might reſpectively ſhew me ſome ſparks of his flame; but I liv'd with him in ſuch a manner, as he found it hard to faſten any judgement upon his own Intereſt in my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations: And though a few words I let fall, while his wounds kept him in bed, beſides the ſignal confeſſion of all my actions, that betraid a peculiar eſteem of his merits above the reſt that ſaw me) might ſhew him the dawnings of ſome hope, yet he found ſo little diſpoſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion either in my language or behaviour to ſuch a particular tye of affection, which his deſires were leveled at, as he could gather no hopes from either, but ſuch as were faint and ſickly; and, to ſpeak the truth, I cannot think it ſtrange, if he were pos'd at the valuation of his own eſtate in my breaſt, for as yet my ſelf was ignorant how to rate it, and it coſt me a long time in fitting my thoughts and deſires, before I had power to diſcern in what faſhion I had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived him there; my conſideration took the height of his birth at the full ſtature, and I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>garded the marvellous qualities of his perſon with favour enough: I muſt ſay more, that I had a ſecret ſenſe of obligation for the affection he expreſſed: and finding nothing in it that deſerved my cenſure, I reflected on that, and the perſon that profeſs'd it, with a compla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cence that ſtrangely bent it ſelf to ſomething extraordinary; but I had ſuch a natural aver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion, to the imbarquing my ſelf for <hi>Cupids</hi> traffick, at thoſe difficulties he had already cleared, in winning my attention and permiſſion to the ſoft language of his Love, were none of the greateſt he had to ſubdue in my diſpoſition.</p>
                  <p>Thus his condition was ſtated, when one day, with <hi>Clitie</hi> (the ſame Maid you now ſee in my company whom I ever entirely truſted) taking a walk in one of the Palace gardens, ſhe leading me along by the thread of a cunning diſcourſe (while the reſt of my Maids were diſpers'd in the ſeveral Alleys) into an unfrequented Arbor, where after ſhe had lightly touch'd ſome other ſubjects, by which, ſhe inſenſibly drew me into the Net of her deſign, to talk of <hi>Caſario.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>
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Madam, do you think, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> if Fortune were ſo happily unblinded, as to place her bounties right, and let fall her favours upon a juſt proportion of merit, that the Prince <hi>Cleomedon</hi> might not pretend with an unqueſtionable title to a large part of the world, and that the grandeur of his birth (which to us is no ſecret) could ever be better ſuited, than by the admirable qualities of his perſon? 'Tis confeſt, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that <hi>Cleomedon</hi> is highly commendable in his whole compoſure, and that the skilfulleſt deſire could hardly fancy one excellent part, required in the frame of an accompliſh'd Prince, which is not to be found plentifully ſtor'd, and harmoniouſly match'd in him.</q> 
                     <q>Have you obſerved, <hi>replyed Clitie,</hi> that incomparable grace that ſhines in all his actions, the ſweetneſs of his converſe, the vivacity of his wit, and thoſe thouſand marks of greatneſs that throng together without diſorder in his Face and Language? I have remark'd them all, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> with an apprehen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion as clear as thine, and I really conſider <hi>Cleomedon</hi> as a perſon extraordinary, but what doſt you ſtrike at by this confeſſion thou haſt gotten from me? I would fain induce you to confeſs, <hi>ſaid Clitie with an action leſs ſerious,</hi> that your judgment has not ſhew'd you ſo many grand qualities in a Prince, and in a Prince that dies for you, without touching your ſoul with ſome ſentiments of affection. Indeed Madam, <hi>purſu'd ſhe ſmiling,</hi> me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thinks you ſhould not be ſo ſenſible; and ſince, in fine, your heart is too tender to be either Stone or braſs, would you allow me the liberty to ſpeak my conjectures, I would dare to ſay that it has not ſcaped the affection and deſerts of <hi>Cleomedon</hi> without a battery.</q>
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                  <p>This diſcourſe of <hi>Clitie</hi> brought ſome blood into my face, and regarding her with an acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on more compos'd than hers, <q>However it happens to day, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> methinks you are not very wiſe; and I know not which of my actions could inſtruct you to raiſe theſe conject<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ures of me. I did not fift it from any of your actions, <hi>replyed the Maid,</hi> but my own reaſon, which to me appeared a fitter foundation for my opinion than any proofs you have yet be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trayed, but in fine, ſince your illuſtrious birth does not injoyn you to ſhut your eyes upon the merit of a Prince, whoſe extraction is neither inferior to yours, nor any perſons living; and the ſeverity of your vertue cannot juſtly forbid you the reſentments that an affection ſo full of reſpect may challenge; what other conſideration can raiſe forces enough to oppoſe the thoughts I have paſs'd upon it, by the ſole aſſiſtance of an unbyaſs'd reaſon? Doſt thou not know, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that I was never prone to regard a perſon, with any other intereſt than ſuch an eſteem as we all owe to vertue where ere we find it? nay, did my incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation place a particular value upon <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s perſon, I would make it bow to that obe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience is due to the King, my Fathers will, which ſhall ever be the rule of all my thoughts, and I ought to judge them very Criminal, ſhould they dare to act by any other power than his commands. I doubt not, <hi>ſaid Clitie,</hi> but your intentions are the ſame you ſpake them, but, granting that, I find no cauſe to diſapprove my opinion. The King your Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, who has long ſince perceived <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s pretences, would never have ſuffered, or at leaſt not favoured their progreſs as he has done, had he thought that alliance deſerved his rejection, his behaviour in this affair, might eaſily inſtruct you to believe that he had looked upon the prologue of his amorous deſigns with a ſerene aſpect, and finding in <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s perſon, all that his wiſhes would contrive in that of a Prince, whom his thoughts voted worthy of the honour of your Bed, you need not doubt, but he will prefer him before all his neighbour Princes, on whom, though Fortune, poſſible to ſhew her blindneſs, has beſtowed ſome Crowns, yet Heaven has neither given them a Birth ſo illuſtrious, not a Vertue ſo eminent, as its bounty has conferred on this brave Son of <hi>Caeſar;</hi> beſides, Madam, you being his legitimate and only heir, 'tis vain to think he will fix his deſires upon any addition to your grand inheritance, and 'tis the opinion of perſons far more prudent and politick than I, that he will rather fear than deſire the alliance of a ſtranger King, and deem it far more requiſite to give a Prince intirely to his People, than tranſport their ſubjection to a forreign Scepter. When it once arrives at that point, <hi>replyed I,</hi> I can do no leſs than avow unto thee, though poſſible not without a bluſh, that I will receive <hi>Cleomedon</hi> from his hands, with leſs repugnance, than if he had rifled the whole ſtock of mankind for another choice; and, indeed I confeſs, thou were not wholly deceived by thoughts that concluded me neither blind nor inſenſible to the merit of his perſon, nor the proofs of his affection.</q>
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                  <p>I had thus no ſooner diſplaid my hidden thoughts when I beheld <hi>Caeſario,</hi> (whoſe ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proach I then leaſt expected) enter the Arbour, and throw himſelf at my feet, with a face that boaſted ſuch a complement of joy, and ſatisfaction, as I timerouſly concluded he had heard all thoſe words, I ſo lately let fall to his advantage: this called a fiery bluſh into my cheeks, and I was at firſt ſurpris'd with ſo much ſhame, as wanting the confidence to look him in the face, I covered mine own with my hand, on purpoſe to hide a part of my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſion:
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the Prince, who conſtrued the cauſe of it right, was ready to borrow repentance of his tender affection, for the perplexity he had given me, and left the exceſs of his joy, cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rected to a ſober moderation, by a belief that I was not ſatisfied with this paſſage, how<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever (loath to forfeit ſo fair an occaſion) he began to rally his ſcattered ſpirits, and imbra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing my knees with a tender, and yet a paſſionate ardour: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> do not grudge me the Fortune that Heaven has given me without your conſent, and be not troubled that I am indebted for a happineſs to this encounter, for which I might long have waited (ſtill the companion of my own woes) before I had obtain'd it of your goodneſs: Madam, what I learn'd from your fair mouth, has taught me to believe my ſelf the happieſt, and the moſt glorious Prince in the world, but all that you have ſaid, has given you no juſt cauſe of ſhame or repentance, unleſs you draw it from the choice you have made of a man ſo unworthy of that precious priviledge you have given him in your breaſt, your intentions are ſo nicely wrapt within the ſtrict rules of Duty and Vertue, as when the King your Father (though advis'd by the ſevereſt perſons upon Earth) ſhall underſtand them, they cannot ſcan this act with Juſtice, and paſs any thoughts upon it to your diſadvantage; for my ſelf Madam, I receive this knowledge with a reſpect ſo profound, and ſo perfectly conform'd to the devout veneration I have for you, as you ſhall ever find a greater encreaſe in my ſubmiſſions to your will, than in thoſe hopes you permit me to conceive.</q>
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                  <p>While he ſpake in this manner, I recover'd ſome confidence to diſparkle the aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment had ſeiz'd me, and whether my opinion of his diſcretion, or the Innocence of my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentions, pleaded beſt to my ſelf in my own behalf, in effect; I was prompted to believe, I had not laviſh'd any language that left ſuch a ſpot upon me, as ſhame firſt taught me to ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine, with this perſwaſion, taking my hand from my face, and licenſing my Eye to regard him with more aſſurance than before. <q>How <hi>Cleomedon, ſaid I,</hi> are theſe the proofs of your reſpect, do you think you have not forgotten what you owe me, thus by an ambuſh to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trap my ſecrets, before you knew how I would reliſh or receive the freedom? I had ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther dye, <hi>anſwer'd Cleomedon,</hi> than give you any juſt cauſe of diſpleaſure, but if you find it in this encounter, believe it, Madam it was only accident, and not deſign that plotted the offence. Let it be deſign or hazard, <hi>reply'd I,</hi> I do not think you can conſtrue my words to that advantage you pretend, nor can believe you could find out reaſon enough to beget a doubt of my obedience, which was ever taught to bow it ſelf to the Kings command, nor of that deſire, which I ever tenderly preſerv'd of a total ſubmiſſion to his will, not only in what regards the great ſacrifice to <hi>Hymen,</hi> but the entire diſpoſal of all my actions, ſo long as the thred of my life is uncut: No Madam, <hi>reply'd Caeſario,</hi> I never doubted it, but I was uncertain whether your inclination would declare with your obedience in my behalf, and prevail to let affection go a ſhare in that, which Duty has only power to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>act at your hands; 'tis that, Madam, is the baſis on which I build all my glory, and if I may have leave to mingle a litttle Intereſt with it, will ſay, that (if my opinion does not abuſe me) your own inclinations will have all the power to compleat our deſtiny, ſince the Kings have ever ſo tenderly comply'd with yours as they can never permit him to offer any force in the choice of a Husband. I confeſs my hopes look the ſame way, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> and ſince (though againſt my will) you have gotten ſo large an acquaintance in my thoughts upon the confidence I repoſe in your vertue, and the reſpect which can never give you leave to abuſe that intelligence you have got in the breaſt of a Princeſs, not unworthy of your affection, I ſhall not ſcruple to confirm, what you have already learn'd from my mouth, but will repeat you my purpoſe, that if you can oblige the King to approve your deſign, I will ſubmit my ſelf to his command, without the leaſt repugnance to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive you.</q>
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                  <p>
                     <hi>Caeſario</hi> did not throw himſelf at my feet to thank me for this promis'd favour, for he had not ſtirr'd from thence ſince he enter'd the Arbour, but my words had committed ſuch a rape of joy upon his ſenſes, as it was long before he could get any language at liberty to expreſs it, yet at laſt it brake looſe, though much out of joint with exceſs of paſſion, which yet me thought told the tale of his affection better in that diſorder'd Elegance, than I e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver underſtood it before from its untroubled compoſure, and confirm'd my reſolution to prefer him (if ever my diſpoſal were releaſed to my ſelf) above all the perſons in the world.</p>
                  <p>Since that day he lived with me, not uſurping Licence from Succeſs, to enlarge his liberty of behaviour, for he ſtill kept himſelf exactly within the bounds of that reſpect, which was born a twinn, and had ever ſince grown up with his paſſion, and had he chanc'd to break beyond them, I knew how to reduce him ſo handſomly, as I could leave him more confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence of his happineſs, a ſweeter repoſe, and riper hopes than ever. Being yet too young to
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do it with Decorum, he thought it not fit to truſt his intentions to the King till ſome im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portant ſervice might ſtate him ſo powerfully in his breſt, to repair the defect of thoſe Crowns he had loſt, and help him up to that pitch in his opinion which he might have flown at, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore the diſaſtrous fall of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
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                  <p>In this expectation he paſſed above a year in our Court, and thrived ſo happily in his deſign to indear himſelf to the King, as he could not have received more indulgence, though all the blood in his Veins had ſtream'd from no other Fountain but <hi>Hydaſpes,</hi> and with me his lovely qualities prevailed ſo ſucceſsfully, as at laſt he had got as large a poſſeſſion in my heart, as he could fancy in his forwardeſt wiſhes: indeed it was no eaſie task to defend my ſelf from him, for <hi>Caeſario</hi> is ſtruck ſo full of incomparable graces, in both the faces and fea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures of body and mind, as it is impoſſible for the ſevereſt Judge of worth to ſee and fre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quent him, and not quickly confeſs him a perſon, in whom the Divine bounty has treaſur'd the marks of an extraordinary grandeur; and to theſe rare endowments were added a com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>placence, and aſſiduity, and a diſcretion ſo uncommon, as by a ſweet violence were able to enforce affection, even in thoſe Cynical Souls, that are moſt incapable to take the true height of merit; of me he received all the ſpotleſs teſtimonies of affection, that innocence would avow, and though they were preciſely confin'd within the limits of ſeverity enough, yet his knowledge of my humour, ſhew'd him cauſe to content himſelf, with what I was willing to allow him: he would ſometimes grow very melancholly, when his thoughts chanc'd to reflect upon his battered Fortunes, and, I remember, when I asked him the cauſe of his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diſpoſition, he has often anſwered me to this purpoſe: <q>Madam, <hi>would he ſay,</hi> it does not trouble me to be in debt for all I have to you and yours, nor would I lay out one ſingle wiſh for a fortune that comes not either from you, or for you, but when I look upon my ſelf as I am diſpoil'd by that giddy Deity of all thoſe Grandeurs and Dignities, that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viron'd me at my birth, and find that I am ſtript of all at a time, when their ſervice was ſo neceſſary to prefer me to yours, I cannot diſſemble my diſpleaſure, nor lift my Eyes to you with any aſſurance, when my memory wakes thoſe cruel thoughts that tell me, if your generous Father had not given me a Sanctuary, I ſhould now be deſtitute of a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treat among men, that I have now no proper eſtate, no rank, nor any of thoſe Scepters left me, my Anceſtors poſſeſſed, that he who has rob'd me of all, that uſurps the throne of my Father, and the ſame that took away the Crown and Life from the unfortunate <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> does proudly brood our ſpoils, and peceably ſway the better part of the Univerſe, while Fortune faſtens me to ſuch a feeble condition, as denys me the power of recovering my ſwoonded honour, or my loſt eſtate, in revenging my friends by the ruine of my ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies. In fine, Madam, I cannot ſee you ſerv'd by a Man whom Fortune has tumbled to ſo low a condition, without bluſhing with the blood that is neareſt my heart, and if I had not ſome ſparks of hope in the King your Fathers aſſiſtance, that are yet unquench'd, and a little confidence in the courage of a Prince (who cannot want it, and be ſtill the Son of <hi>Caeſar)</hi> to repair the ſhame of my life, I ſhould deſpair of comfort.</q>
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                  <p>Such Diſcourſes as theſe my <hi>Caeſar</hi> often made me upon this ſubject, but I rais'd all the power of my reaſon to combat thoſe melancholy thoughts, as well becauſe they afflicted him, as that they drove him upon the dangerous rock of a reſolution, which my judgment told me, he would never have power to conduct to a happy period.</p>
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                     <q>Think not, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that the loſs of your Crowns has made you leſs conſiderable, than if you were ſtill veſted in that purpl'd proſperity of your Royal houſe, your Vertue may re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtore you, what your blind Enemy has taken, nor has ſhe power enough, in her whole ſtock of malice, to blot out thoſe Characters, which in your perſon are far more remarkable, than all the glittering Crowns, whereof ſhe has plunder'd you. So long as there are ſtore of thoſe to be adquir'd among men, you have ſtill the ſame right, to aſſert and arm your juſt pretences, but if you only level yours deſires at thoſe, on purpoſe to ennoble your amorous claim, know, you need not the addition of thoſe fading glories, ſince I find that in your ſelf alone, which will give you the upper hand in my thoughts, of him that com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands the Univerſe: beſides, your Honours has no Intereſt in your misfortunes, for you ſuffered them at an age ſo helpleſs and inſenſible, as allows you no right to go any ſhare in the ſhame, or the glory of good or bad ſucceſs: if the Gods ſhall one day furniſh you with forces to receive the quarrel, you may yet diſpute the Empire of the world with that U<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſurper of your right, and Perſecutor of your life, and if they refuſe you the means, and break down the ſtairs by which you ſhould remount the throne of your Fathers, you may poſſible aſcend another, that is large enough to bound a reaſonable am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bition.</q>
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                  <p>The Son of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> received ſome comfort from this diſcourſe, yet not ſo clear a ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, to hinder him from perplexing me with his daily proteſtations, that none were fit
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to ſerve me but the Maſters of the world, and that ſole conſideration made him Envy their condition. In the mean time, he ſaw and diſcours'd me without the leaſt reſtraint, with all ſorts of vertuous liberty, and the King, who without a purblind underſtanding (could do no leſs than diſcover a part of the truth, was ſo far from diſapproving, as the ſatisfacti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on expreſt in his face and actions, was a main fortification to <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s hopes; when For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, after ſhe had ſhin'd with an unclouded flattery, upon the morning of my age, began to make faces, and raiſe ſtorms, which have ſince toſs'd me to that condition, wherein you encountred me. <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> whom I mentioned in the beginning of my Diſcourſe, was liſted by the Royal favour, not only to the talleſt advancement among the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> but was little ſhort of the King himſelf, either in Credit, or Authority; never did favorite fly at ſo high a pitch in the ſphere of his Maſters love, and <hi>Hydaſpes,</hi> had not only depoſited to his truſt, all the places of importance in the Kingdom, and left the management of his Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venue with all other charges to his diſcretion, and diſpoſal, but given him an abſolute pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er, both in the heart and frontiers of his Dominion, to command the Soldiery; and in fine, had mounted him to that pitch of greatneſs and glory, as though he had deſir'd, it was now no longer in the power of the ſame hand that rais'd to ruine him. 'Tis true, <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> had never given him cauſe to repent his bounty, and having climb'd to that ſublimity of power by the ſole aſſiſtance of his own vertue, he had kept himſelf there with ſuch an evenneſs of diſcretion as the Kings own deſires could not mend any thing in his Vigilance, Courage, or Fidelity: He was a man of extraordinary Gallantry, his perſon happily compos'd with all thoſe features and proportions the <hi>Ethiopians</hi> accounted handſome, and indeed worthy to top that dignity, if he could have taught his ambition to ſtop there and ſtep no higher; whether that, or Love, or both conjoyn'd, directed his ayms at me, I know not, but what<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever ſpur'd him to thoſe undertakings, it was much about the time that I was upon the ſame terms with <hi>Caeſario,</hi> which I laſt related, when the ſpeech of his behaviour began at firſt to ſtammer his ſaucy intentions to a diſcoverry. He had already betrai'd a more ſtudied and particular reſpect unto me than formerly he had uſed, but ſtill I referr'd them to other cauſes, being very remote from the leaſt imaginations thát a man, who apparently before had never aſpir'd at any thing but great and glorious actions, ſhould now lean to ſigh for a ſofter paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion: and that a man, who could prove no diſcent from a Royal ſtem, ſhould lift his deſires to the only Daughter of his King. If my dull apprehenſion had conſtru'd them right, thoſe fi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap> Eſſays of his bold paſſion had been receiv'd in another manner, but at laſt the repetition of thoſe half diſcoveries inſenſible remov'd the cloud from my eyes, and I began to take in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruction from divers marks, which till then he had carefully conceal'd.</p>
                  <p>I was yet got no farther than an uncertain ſuſpition could inform me, when he had ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ventured to clear all my doubts; I remember the firſt time he ſhew'd me the face of his paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion without a Mask, we were in one of thoſe beautiful Gardens of <hi>Meroe,</hi> that are delight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully folded within the ſilver Arms of <hi>Nilus,</hi> and delicately imbeliſh'd with the faireſt trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure that Art and Nature could bring to adorn them; I was then upon the bank of the chan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nel with a great number of the chief Court Ladies, ſporting our ſelves with every one an angle in our hands, a divertiſement we often uſed, by reaſon of the great number of Fiſh that frequented that place; but that day I had no luck at ſport, and had often caſt in my Line without getting a bite, when <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> who had been long walking with the King in the ſame Garden, came to me, and perceiving ſome petty diſcontent in my viſage, demanded the cauſe: <q>Do you not ſee <hi>Tiribaſus, ſaid I ſmiling,</hi> how fortune lowers upon my ſports to day? And while ſhe hangs a fiſh upon every one's hook, ſhe partially paſſes mine, and ſuffers not one ſo much as to taſt my bait: Ah Madam <hi>(replyed Tiribaſus, who found thoſe words had hinted a favourable occaſion, to conduct his thoughts into the ſcene)</hi> how little rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon you have to envy this trivial hap to your maids, who while they amuſe themſelves with captiving a few feeble and innocent creatures, your hooks are much more dangerous, and you take prizes of far greater importance. When people take what they angle for, <hi>replyed I,</hi> their deſires are ſatisfied, in being arrived at the end they aim'd at; but when with the ſame thing they aim at, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> they take ſomething that increaſes the quarry they are fortunate beyond intention. Madam your Highneſs, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> is of that number, ſince with thoſe nets your innocence ſpreads without any deſign for Priſoners, you take all that ſtaies, and all that are deſirous to fly you, even when you neglect the pains of purſuing the game, nothing can eſcape you, or if any does, they are ſuch poor irrational Creatures as theſe who run away from the Glory of dying in your fair hands for want of under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding it.</q>
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                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> brought forth theſe words with a ſigh, and I was not ſo innocent, (eſpecially being prepoſſeſs'd with a former ſuſpition) as not readily to perceive what mark he ſhot at, and deſirous to let him ſee this kind of diſcourſe did not pleaſe me, I darted at him a diſdain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful
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look, and then preſently retiring my eyes from his viſage, <hi>I thought,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>you had a mind to make your ſelf merry, and perhaps you think you have choſen a ſubject very fit for your purpoſe: Alaſs Madam,</hi> anſwered Tiribaſus, <hi>my reaſon cannot be ſo blind to ſeek here for divertiſement, where I have found my ruine, and how ill would ſuch light<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>heel'd thoughts ſuit with his ſad condition, from whom you have already taken his repoſe and his liberty.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words, which I did not expect would have been ſo clear and intellible, lighted up ſo fierce an anger in my ſoul, as a part of the heat flew with a deep die from the waters to faſten them on his: <hi>To me,</hi> Tiribaſus, ſaid I, <hi>is it to me you direct tkis language? It would highly con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cern my life,</hi> anſwered he, <hi>that I had power enough left ſtill to make my addreſſes to any but your ſelf; nor am I blind or deaf to any of thoſe reaſons, that would diſſwade my bold thoughts from the Daughter of my King, but it is the invincible force of my Deſtiny, or rather yours that decrees it, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt which, all humane reſiſtance will fight, but with a feeble arm.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe audacious words, wound up my reſentment to the higheſt extremity, and no longèr able to diſſemble it. <hi>I ſhall know hereafter,</hi> ſaid I, with an action full of the marks of an extraordinary motion, <hi>how to cut off all thoſe weakneſſes from my life, that have thus en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courag'd you to offend me, and if that fails, to reduce you to your duty, I'le trie whether that ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs of favour the King your Maſters bounty does allow you, will prove too ſtrong for his affection to his Daughter.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> who had already foreſeen how his firſt anſwer would be received, was but little aſtoniſh'd at this angry repulſe, and having hardened his reſolution to ſtand the firſt ſhock with an undaunted obſtinacy, he was preparing to reply, when turning his head, he perceived the company ſo near us, as he durſt not purſue his deſign for fear of over-hearers; this made him change the ſubject, and find out ſome other diſcourſe to entertain me; but I was ſo ſtung with that he had already, as I vouchſafed not ſo much as one ſingle word to all that he ſpake beſides.</p>
                  <p>From that day I began to hate him heartily, though till then I had found out nothing in his perſon that I could juſtly ſay was odious, but my belief that the pride of his heart (which ſprung from the Kings indulgence) had rais'd him the confidence to lay his paſſion ſo naked, provoked me more fiercely againſt him, than I ſhould have been to other perſons, though they had been his inferiors.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>He thinks,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>that without raiſing himſelf, he may lawfully flie his aſpiring pretences at the Daughter of his King, and by the help of that inſolence, to which his Maſters unmerited ſmiles have tranſported him, he does doubtleſs imagine, that he can love nothing below me, without offending his upſtart honour; but I'le take care to cure him of that Errour, if he ſtill continues to ſhew me the Symptoms, and poſſibly throw him as much beneath his preſent condition, as his effronted ambition would raiſe him above it.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the mean time, he took no deſpair from this firſt repulſe I had given him, and if he cunningly kept his paſſion under hatches to the whole Court, he loſt no occaſion wherein he might ſhew it to me in particular; I carefully avoided all thoſe that might probably betray me to a ſecond ſurprizal by him in private, and inſtructed all my actions to aſſure him, that the farther he ſtep'd in purſuit of his ambitious flames, the deeper he engag'd himſelf in my mortal hatred; all the reflections I could make upon it, ſtill added freſh fuel to the flame of my choler, and being born to ſo lofty a Courage, as could hardly judge the Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy to ſerve me, I could not ſuffer the thought that one of my Father's and a man that was no Prince, ſhould openly preſume to diſcourſe me his affection, without letting my ſelf be carried with impatience to the extreams of a hatred againſt him: I had no power to pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve the truth of this accident in diſguiſe from <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and his Jealouſie (which was ſtarted up to a ſtrange height in the very day of it's birth,) made him receive this intelligence ſo impatiently, as had I conſented to looſen the Rains, which I ever kept upon his will, he would have doubtleſs endeavoured to puniſh the preſumption with too loud a fury, which my own quality and credit obliged me to hide from the whole world, but my commands (by the Authority he had given me in his heart) held him back ſo ſtrictly from any angry attempt upon his Rival as he durſt not ſuffer the leaſt ſign to appear in any of his actions that he knew it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> often laid wait in vain for an occaſion that might help him to the privacy of a ſecond parly, but I ſtill countermined his cunning ſo carefully, as in more than three months time, he never lighted upon the liberty to ſpeak with me, but ſtill ſome company were by to intercept him, which I ſuppoſe gave him a reſolution to turn the courſe of his deſign another way, and refer that to the mediation of time, and the lucky emer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gencies of ſome future occaſions, which (as his condition was then ſtated) he had little hope to obtain.</p>
                  <p>
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In purſuit of this reſolve, he waited one day (as he had often done at ſeveral other times) at the foot of thoſe ſtairs that lead to my lodging, upon the point of my return from the City, and advancing with a number of Courtiers, that fawn'd upon his fortune, to the boot of my Chariot, he offered me his hand to help me out, and lead me up the ſtairs; what ever re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugnance I had to receive that office at his hands, I could not handſomely refuſe him in the preſence of ſo many witneſſes, beſides perceiving the King with his face towards me, looking out of a window, and my Eſquire being reſpectively retired to give him that honour of pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cedency, I found my ſelf oblidged to lend him a hand, and being deſcended from the Chariot, I began to mount the ſtairs with him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> turning his eyes round to ſee if any followed us neer, and perceiving Reſpect had kept all thoſe that came after at a becoming diſtance: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>(letting fall his voice as low as it might well be underſtood) had I been born among the Enemies of your Royal houſe, and with a Native Enimity, hatched deſigns againſt the Intereſt of your Eſtates, and the King your Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers Service, you could not employ a more ſcornful care to flie and avoid me, than we have done already: the reaſon,</hi> replyed I, interrupting him, <hi>is eaſily apprehended, ſince if you had facted all that you have urged for the cauſes of averſion, your offence had been ſhort of that which your tongues indiſcretion did ſo lately betray. I did not think,</hi> replyed Tyri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>baſus, <hi>that any conſtruction could draw the proofs of an obſequious and reſpective poſſion, within the number of offences, and if we flie from thoſe that love us, me-thinks we ſhould ſeek out puniſhments for thoſe that do not ſo.</hi> Tyribaſus, ſaid I, <hi>to evade Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſes of this nature, is the reaſon that I ſeek to eſcape you, as I would do Plagues or Death; and if ever you adventure again to offend me with the like, I'le tell your ſtory to the King in ſuch a manner, as all the intereſt and affection you have in him, perhaps may prove too weak to defend you from his indignation: No Madam,</hi> anſwered Tiribaſus with a ſerious and compos'd action, <hi>do not accuſe me to the King, if you pleaſe, for a fault my fate inforced me to commit, which I am reſolved ſhall no more be repeated, ſince you forbid it, if there be a poſſibility to avoid it, I would neither diſpleaſe the King my Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, nor my Soveraign Princeſs, and if I cannot ſuddenly exile the unlucky paſſion from my heart, which has rendered me worthy of your anger, at leaſt I will take ſuch care to govern and cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rect it, as it ſhall never noiſe it ſelf any more in your ears, nor make a ſecond purchaſe of your diſpleaſure.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>As he finiſhed theſe words, he found himſelf neer my chamber door, and without ſtaying for an anſwer, he made me a very low reverence, and ſo retired, leaving more ſatisfaction be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind him, by the promiſe he had made, than I thought he had brought.</p>
                  <p>Indeed he began to be a very ſtrict obſervatour of his word, and confined his behaviour to terms that were very remote, and almoſt aliens to the former teſtimonies of his love; ſo that in five or ſix months time, not ſo much as perceiving one ſpark of his flame, brake out words; at firſt I believed his Diſcretion had kept his Paſſion priſoner, on purpoſe to pleaſe me; and in ſequel I thought he had intirely driven it from his heart. <hi>Caeſario</hi> himſelf was of the ſame opinion, and all thoſe (who from ſeveral ſigns had received a glimmering intelligence of his love, perceiving the feaveriſh heat of his officious behaviour towards me, retire to ſuch a mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derate temper, as implied no particular deſign) concluded with us, that the difficulties he en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>countered in my ſpirit, had doubtleſs beaten off his batteries, and obliged him to raiſe the Siege; for my ſelf I, was grown ſo confident, I had not miſtaken him, as, by little and little, I had almoſt quitted all my reſentment againſt him, and perceiving what ſtrict rules he ſtill ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved in his carriage towards me, I began to regard him with almoſt as ſmooth an aſpect, as before the abortive birth of his affection.</p>
                  <p>But it ſeems I had rowed long enough in a calm, and my fate thought it time to acquaint me with thoſe cruel ſtorms of misfortunes, that have ſince coſt me ſo many ſighs.</p>
                  <p>At that time, <hi>Nubia,</hi> which had heretofore been a puiſſant Realm of it ſelf, and was then ranged as a Province under the King my Fathers Dominion, by the ſecret practiſes and inſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gations of our neighbors the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> or rather the <hi>Romans,</hi> who had newly uſurped their Empire, univerſally roſe in Rebellion with ſo unbelieved an expedition and promptitude, as before the certain intelligence of it could arrive at <hi>Meroe,</hi> the infection was ſpread through all the Provinces of that Country; thoſe that had expreſt any fidelity to their Prince, were all in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>humanly murthered, and the <hi>Nubians,</hi> having Crown'd a King of their own, called <hi>Evander,</hi> derived, as they pretended, from the ſleeping pedigree of their ancient Princes, were already grown to an apparent condition of maintaining their new Monarchy againſt all the force <hi>Ethi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>opia</hi> could make. Their Commander (who was brave among the harveſt, and known by a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand actions of valour, which had gotten him a high repute) did not promiſe himſelf leſs than the conqueſt of all thoſe Countrys that obeyed my Father, and not only thought he ſate ſure in the poſſeſſion of that he had already uſurp'd, but prepared to invade ours with a very formi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dable puiſſance.</p>
                  <p>
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The arrival of this ſtrange news, ſpread a general amazement through the whole Court; but the King, who had ever prov'd himſelf a couragious and magnanimous Prince, quickly took care to ſtifle the aſtoniſhment, and dexterouſly rallying his diſperſed for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces he diſpatcht a puiſſant Army againſt the Rebels, under the conduct of <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> as he of all his Nobility, on whoſe valour and experience, his expectations lean'd with the greateſt confidence.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> like a young Lion fiercely leap'd at this Allarm, and though he could not think of marching under the command of <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> without ſome reluctance, yet with a warlike ardour, preferring his intended purchaſe of glory, before the ſhame of obeying a Man, whoſe birth had made him his inferior, he reſolv'd to go that expedition; but the King (whoſe head was hatching other deſigns for him) would not ſuffer him to march with that firſt Campania, and (though with much ado) at laſt he moderated the impatience of his eager ſpirit with a promiſe to give him command in the next employment, wherein he might ſignalize himſelf to a greater advantage of glory: to the Kings Authority I added mine, which prov'd not too feeble to arreſt him; and in fine, over-power'd by the double obedience, which he ever divi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded betwixt the Father and the Daughter, grew contented to ſtay with us at <hi>Meroe,</hi> though ſtill expreſſing his generous impatience, with all the ſigns of an illuſtrious courage that could be deſired in the Son of <hi>Caeſar.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the mean time, <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> marched againſt the <hi>Nubians,</hi> and, not to trouble you with a vain recital of his particular actions, I will only tell you, that he did a great many brave feats, both as Commander and Souldier, that were worthy to be rang'd in the number of thoſe that compoſe his haughty renown: he defeated the Enemy in two great Battels, but unfortunately engaging in a third, about the end of the Summer, at a place where our Army could not fight, without much diſadvantage, he loſt the day by ſo conſiderable a defeat of his Troops, as that ſingle misfortune pluck'd all the fruit of his former ſucceſſes, and ſo ſtrangely altered the face of our affairs in that Country, as all we could do for the reſt of that <hi>Campa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia,</hi> was to quit the offenſive part, preſerve what he had gotten, and ſtop the torrent of our Enemies progreſs; he might yet have probably recovered his advantages by a large recruit the King was ready to ſend him, when, to double the diſaſter, having ſtood the ſhock of many a cruel ſtorm, and expos'd himſelf to exceſſive toyl while the Winter laſted, he fell ſick of a deſperate malady, that led him to the very extreams of his life; in that interim, while his diſeaſe detained him Priſoner, the Evening had almoſt finiſhed the ruine of our affairs, and when his greateſt danger was over-blown, his health made her approaches with ſuch languiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing and ſtaggering ſteps, as all his Phyſicians aſſur'd him, that if he chang'd not the Air, they had little hope to compleat his cure.</p>
                  <p>The King ſadly received this news, not doubting but the return of <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> would leave all things there involv'd in a very hopeleſs confuſion; but as he ever tenderly lov'd his perſon, and paſſing his thoughts upon the inconſiderable ſervice he was able to do him in the Army, while his indiſpoſition laſted, he reſolv'd to call him home, and preſently ſent him Orders to return to <hi>Meroe,</hi> with all the expedition that his health would permit. He ſent him not this Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, before he had reſolv'd to go fill up his empty place with his own perſon, and to that end haſting thoſe levies were pre-deſign'd for <hi>Nubia,</hi> his preparations for the voyage went forward with ſo dexterous a diligence, as when <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> enter'd <hi>Meroe,</hi> the King was ready to march out.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> appear'd at the Court with a very pale viſage, that ſtill ſhew'd the footſteps of his ſcarce departed malady, and the King receiv'd him, not only as the worthieſt of all his Subjects, but as his own, and only Son, or (if any fanſie can find out ſuch a perſon) as ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing yet more deeply indear'd.</p>
                  <p>Before his departure, he left the government intirely in his hands, declar'd him preſident of the Council in his abſence, and committed his Kingdom, his Daughter, and all his af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fairs with an entire confidence, and an abſolute power to the diſpoſal and management of his care.</p>
                  <p>If <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> by the cunning continuance of his diſſimulation, had not already ſtrangled all the ſuſpicions I had of him, I had oppoſed all my power againſt that abſolute Authori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty the King left him, and <hi>Cleomedon</hi> would never have ſuffered me to ſtay under the guard of a perſon ſo ſuſpected; but in all his actions, both before his <hi>Nubian</hi> expedition, in his de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parture, and at his return, he treated me with a coldneſs ſo incompatible with affection, as I eaſily believed there was not ſo much as one ſingle root of it left alive in his Spirit. The King having left this order at <hi>Meroe,</hi> diſpoſed himſelf to depart with <hi>Caeſario</hi> in his company, whom neither he nor I were then any longer willing to detain from the war, not that his abſence (ſince I lov'd him as dearly as decency would allow) did not deeply per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plex me: but ſeeing the King my Father was going to expoſe his own perſon to the hazards
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of the War, I thought I ſhould ſin too much againſt <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s vertue, to keep the paſſage 'gainſt him in his way to glory, or detain him with me, where now he could not ſtay with any ſafety to his credit; he waſted divers whole days in the repetition of his paſſionate adiews, and if he made me a thouſand vows of preſerving an invincible and immortal fidelity, I requited him with a thouſand aſſurances, that I would ever prefer him (till death divorced us) before all the reſt of mankind.</p>
                  <p>The day of that cruel ſeparation being arrived, I took leave of the King, and <hi>Cleomedon</hi> of me, with all the ſincerity and tendereſt proofs that were ever expreſt by affection, and the part<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing with both, aſſaulted my Soul in ſeveral places, with a grief ſo violent, as receiving the Kings laſt embraces, I was like to fall at his feet in a ſwoond, timerouſly gathering an unlucky Augu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry from the exquiſite ſenſe of thoſe redoublings of affection; the King who perceiving it, en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavoured to ſweeten my apprehenſions with ſome comfortable words, but they were not ſtrong enough to put my griefs to flight, nor baniſh thoſe prophetick fears from my Soul, which ſtaid there by the Authority, not only of known, but undiſcovered cauſes.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleomedon</hi> gave me the firſt adiew, and perceiving the reſt of the company (while he was taking his leave) to be all ſo buſied about the King, as none were near enough to over-hear him: <hi>It's impoſſible Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I ſhould carry my ſelf away from your preſence, without a torment too violent for my face to diſſemble, but I will learn to caſhier a large part of my woes, if your compaſſion gives comfort, and allows me to hope, that neither time, abſence, nor any of thoſe accidents that may croſs our Fortune, ſhall ever have power to exerciſe your tyranny, upon that priviledge I hold of your bounty. For that,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>you have my promiſe, and ſhall ever know me as inviolable in the obſervance of it, as I hope to find you Loyal and Religious in performing the Vows you have made. That confidence,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>creates me happineſs that infinitely tranſcends my merit, and I hope to carry your beautiful Image into places where it muſt infallibly gather the bays of a glorious victory: I cannot borrow meaner hopes,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>from my opinion of valour; but among all thoſe dangers you intend to brave, do not tye your ſelf ſo ſtrictly to the thoughts that you are</hi> Caeſar<hi>'s Son, to forget the propriety</hi> Candace <hi>has in you.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>After theſe words he kiſſed my hand, and having taken his laſt leave, he left me to the King, who came with open arms to bid me farewel: I had a face overflow'd with tears, which might well fetch their pedigree (in the common opinion from no other fountain than the Kings departure, and thoſe that ſtole into the flood for <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s ſake, ran along with the reſt, as if they had ſtarted from the ſame ſource, though (if I may ſay it without offending the Laws of a filial piety) they out-ſwelled the reſt in number.</p>
                  <p>I ſaw them both mount their horſes, and really <hi>Cleomedon</hi> (for in that my opinion was the legitimate child of truth, and no Way led aſtray by the Bias of affection) appeared in a po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſture ſo Heroick, as might kindle envy even in thoſe ſouls to whom nature had laviſhed the greateſt advantages. He was that day covered with arms, that were rather deſigned for Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rade than ſervice, and that was the firſt time the Roman Eagle was ſeen to diſplay her wings, and proudly erect her two heads amidſt the Gold and Jewels that adorned his Caſque and Shield. Near the imperial Eagle appeared a young one, that with a bold wing and open eyes, ſeemed to ſtrain his pinions againſt the Sun to prove his deſcent legitimate, with theſe words, <hi>The worthy Son of ſuch a Father. Caeſario</hi> had only added the Eaglet and Motto to the ancient deviſe, having received thoſe fair Arms at his departure from <hi>Alexandria,</hi> as a gift from the Queen his Mother, in whoſe cuſtody they were left by <hi>Julius Caeſar,</hi> after they had faithfully ſerved him in moſt of thoſe dangerous battels that got him the greateſt name among men.</p>
                  <p>Under theſe beautiful Arms the young Warrior advantagiouſly mounted, appeared ſo fierce and yet ſo noble, as endeared him to the affection and reſpect of every ſoul that beheld him; but I doat too much upon his Deſcription, and indeed, Madam, to comprehend it right, 'tis but fit his Pourtraiture ſhould be limned as well to the life in your imagination, as my heart has drawn it upon it ſelf.</p>
                  <p>This young Heroe marching by the Kings ſide, and circled with the general applauſe of all the <hi>Ethiopians,</hi> went out of the City, and left me half buſied in a cloud of ſad and fearful ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſions behind him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> whom the Phyſitians had forbidden to ride, ſtaid ſome time with me in the City, and implored a great part of it, in ſtriving to confute and divert my melancholly thoughts, with a face ſo ſeriouſly honeſt, that none could ever think it belonged to a man that was link<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to any other intereſt than the ſervice of his Maſter.</p>
                  <p>I did not then refuſe his Converſe, in which he was ſo far from uttering a word, as he did not ſo much as mingle one look of love, and I was grown ſo confident in a blind opinion, that he had totally disbanded all his paſſionate follies that diſpleaſed me, as I began to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſs
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my ſelf in the return of his health, and was glad to ſee his colour and ſtrength coming to their uſual vivacity.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time you need not doubt but my thoughts were entirely tyed to the remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of what I loved, and if I ſent any vows to Heaven for the King my Fathers ſafety, you will eaſily believe I forgot not to mention <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s, whoſe image was pourtraid ſo lively in my heart by the innocent skill of a chaſt affection, as the vaſt diſtance betwixt us, was ut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terly uncapable to blot or blemiſh it: There were few hours in the day, that, I did not de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicate to his memory, and few days wherein I did not often tremble at the thoughts of thoſe dangers he was going to encounter, when I chanced to hear thoſe that returned with <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> diſcourſe of the <hi>Nubians</hi> valour, and their Commanders gallantry: <hi>Ah! they are too too valiant,</hi> would I ſay, <hi>for my dear</hi> Caeſar, <hi>and their mercileſs Swords will poſſible divide the thread of his life, with which mine is inſeparably twiſted.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I had more reaſon to credit my fears for him, than the King, well knowing that his boiling youth would hurry him to a precipice of perils, to which the ſolidity of my Fathers maturer age, and the care that guarded his Office, would rarely expoſe him.</p>
                  <p>I unladed all my thoughts of this alliance into the breaſts of <hi>Clitie,</hi> who was ſtill the partner of my ſolitary walks, both in the Gardens and other parts of the Iſland, that were fitteſt to flat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter melancholly, where we ſtill entertained the time with diſcourſing upon the ſubject of my apprehenſions; but we were often interrupted by <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> who cunningly forbearing ſuch language as might probably unrake the Embers of his paſſion, did yet ſtrive with an active in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duſtry to prefer himſelf to ſome credit in my thoughts, and eagerly faſtned his endeavours upon every occaſion that might give me a good opinion of his perſon, and advertiſe my ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſion how much he had obliged me.</p>
                  <p>And it is time to leave talking of my ſelf, and acquaint you how our Warriours behaved themſelves in <hi>Nubia,</hi> which I intend as ſuccinctly as poſſible, as well becauſe the ſex excuſes my ignorance in military matters, as that I am loath, with a long diſcourſe to be uncivil with your patience.</p>
                  <p>Before the King ſet forward in perſon, he had ſent 30000 Horſe, and 50000 Foot upon their march towards <hi>Nubia,</hi> raiſed out of thoſe Provinces that were adjacent to <hi>Meroe,</hi> as the <hi>Troglodites, Attatales, Memnonians,</hi> and divers others, which after (in a few days journey) he had overtaken, and Randezvouz'd, he marched at their head againſt the <hi>Nubians,</hi> who (ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving defeated thoſe Reliques of a ſhattered Army that <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> had left in their Country) proudly creſted with ſucceſs, had already left their own limits behind them, and begun to wave their Enſigns upon our Territories.</p>
                  <p>At firſt, <hi>Caeſario</hi> excuſing his refuſal of Command, with the incapacity of his youth, would needs combat without any charge, but at thoſe firſt encounters that offered him occaſion to ſignalize himſelf, the King perceiving that with his admirable valour there was linked a pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence little ſhort of his ſageſt and moſt experienced Captains, would needs (without admit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting any more of his modeſt denials) inforce the command of his Vauntguard upon him, and was infinitely pleaſed to ſee him daily draw out Parties from the Troops of his Cavalry, and charge others that were ſent out by the Enemy ſo bravely, as he ſtill brought away moſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>markable advantages: all thoſe that ſaw him ſight, ſpread reports of his valour, that poſed the belief of the reſt that had not yet beheld it, and the meaneſt Elogie they could give him, was, that he broke through the ranks of his Enemies like a whirlwind, with a brave diſdain of dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, darted himſelf into the thickeſt throngs, throwing down all that oppoſed his paſſage, and that he alone by the prodigious effects of his valour, and the example he gave to thoſe few that followed him, often routed whole Squadrons.</p>
                  <p>The King who daily ſaw him come home, charged with the ſpoil, and covered with the blood of his Enemies, grew inflamed with love and wonder at his incomparable gallantry, which haſtned the compleating of thoſe deſigns he had long been framing to his advantage: thus they waſted more than three months in Facings and Skirmiſhes, before they could draw the Enemy to a general battel, &amp; their Commander, who was wiſe, as well as valiant, conſider<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing he was then in an Enemies Country, prudently concluded, he could not hazard a deciding blow, without venturing more upon the game than we; beſides, he had a hope, by his tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poriſing delays (while he ſtill inforced his own by continual ſupplies) to deſtroy our Army by a lingring diſeaſe, ſtill charging our Troop, when any advantage invited, either in ſtraits or difficult paſſes; yet at laſt marching up to a place that the King had beſieged, with intent to put in a ſupply of men, he was inſenſibly engaged to a Combat, (though the greater part of both Armies ſtruck not a blow) and in fine, the victory declared for us, by the loſs of more than 15000 of his men.</p>
                  <p>The King preſently ſent us this news to <hi>Meroe,</hi> and I received by the ſame perſon that
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brought it, who was one of <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s ſervants, two letters together that were both infinitely welcome, my memory has loſt the words, but if that which came from the King was ſtufft with <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s praiſes, to whom he almoſt attributed all the glory of the victory, the other that ſpoke from <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s hand, contained nothing but deep vows (put into very paſſionate terms) of an immortal fidelity: he ſince ſent me divers others, by which he power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully confirmed himſelf in the poſſeſſion of my heart, nor did I make any ſcruple to aſſure him of it by two of mine, which (encouraged by a confidence that the King would not take it ill) I adventured to write to him.</p>
                  <p>After this advantage our Army had gotten, <hi>Evander</hi> taking advice of neceſſity, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tired a little and gave the King liberty to ſit down before divers places that ſtood in his way which becauſe they had to time to fortifie themſelves were eaſily carried; but in that interim there paſſed many memorable encounters, of which I ſtill received a clear account by divers letters from <hi>Cleomedon:</hi> But why ſhould I longer defer the ſad reci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal of my misfortune? ſince my relation cannot paſs to a period, without touching that by the way, what pleaſure can I take to retard it? Six full months were already run through the glaſs of time ſince the King entered <hi>Nubia,</hi> and our Army had already cut off in divers Combats above 40000 of the Rebels, and loſt at leaſt half that number of our own men, when about three days journey from <hi>Tenopſis,</hi> the Metropolis of <hi>Nubia</hi> upon the banks of <hi>Nilus,</hi> that travels with his ſilver ſtreams through that Country, as well a <hi>E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thiopia, Evander</hi> having reinforced his Army with very numerous ſupplies, preſented him battel.</p>
                  <p>The King (though his forces were far ſhort of the Enemies number) accepted the of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer, and drawing up his Squadrons into the form that he judged moſt advantagious, he re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to lead them on to the Combat in his own perſon, though much againſt the mind of <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> and the advice of all thoſe whoſe loyal care kept a ſtrict Centinel upon his ſafety; never was there ſeen (as I heard from very intelligent perſons in the trade of war) a more beautiful order obſerved in the ranking of men on both ſides, nor ever did two Armies diſpute a bloudy difference with a greater overflow of courage and obſtinacy than thoſe; the <hi>Nubians</hi> behaved themſelves that day more like invincible Warriors than barbarous Rebels, and the <hi>Ethiopians</hi> animated by the preſence of their King, did fears worthy to be liſted in ſtory as a pattern for ſurviving ages. The unfortunate <hi>Hidaſpes</hi> led on by the cruelty of his fate with all ſorts of unlucky preſages, hotly charged into the Enemies rank, and forgot the Generals part ſo unhappily, as engaging his perſon too far within a throng of his Enemies, he was twice beaten from his horſe, but as if thoſe two falls had been given him on purpoſe to raiſe <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s valour to a ſublimer pitch of glory, the young Prince ſtill keeping a careful eye upon his perſon, flew in ſo happily to his reſcue, as he both times drew him from the jaws of danger, bravely mounted him again, and cut him a large paſſage, at the infinite expence of <hi>Nubian</hi> bloud, through a numerous preſs of his Enemies, whoſe blind ſwords would have made no di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinction betwixt his and common lives. <hi>Caeſario</hi> often earneſtly intreated him to ſet a greater price upon his ſafety, and retire beyond the reach of thoſe dangers that loudly threatned him; but he ſeemed offended at that requeſt, and greedily deſirous to open him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf a way to Victory with his own hand, he ruſhed in the third time among the ranks of his foes ſo unfortunately, as receiving two deep wounds in his body, he fell from his horſe half dead to the ground.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleomedon</hi> (whom exceſs of courage had carried a little too far before him) chancing to turn his head, and perceiving how hotly it was fought on both ſides about the King, who was then newly beaten from his Horſe, came back like a tempeſt upon his Enemies with a rage ſo irreſiſtable, as all thoſe that ſtood in his way, received diſpatch for the other world, and ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver needed to trouble a Chirurgion, if any of his blows hit right upon them; and thus his ſword, having made him a lane large enough to get up to the dying King, with a loud interje<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction of grief, he threw himſelf from his Horſe, catched up the King in his arms, &amp; with a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>digious force, which the diſtraction of his ſorrow had much augmented, laid him upon his ſhoulders; by that great act ſtriking ſuch terrour through all thoſe Enemies that ſtood in his paſſage, as not one had the daring to oppoſe the piety of his deſign. 'Tis true, that ſome of the faithfulleſt among the <hi>Ethiopians,</hi> came in to the aſſiſtance of his generous intention, and (ſpur'd by grief and anger, then the twins of Loyalty) they fiercely flew among the thickeſt of their Enemies, and ſcattered their throng ſo happily, as <hi>Caeſario</hi> had liberty to carry the King out of the Fight to his Chariot, which was left near that place at the beginning of the Combat.</p>
                  <p>Immediately after the night arrived clad in her deepeſt black, and parted both the
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Armies, before the Signal of retreat could be given by the Trumpets of either party; and though our Enemies loſt more men than we, yet when the Armies fell off from each other, the Victory betwixt them, as yet irreſolute to which party ſhe ſhould ſhew par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiality.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time the ſad <hi>Cleomedon</hi> put himſelf into the Chariot with the King, and while he made it gently towards his Tent, with inconceivable grief, he perceived that poor Prince draw near his end; but when they were come thither, the King laid in his bed, and the Chi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rurgeons that ſearched his wounds had pronounced them mortal, the deſolation was great, as if all <hi>Aethiopia</hi> had periſhed with him, and received an arreſt from death, to go and pay him their old allegiance in the other world.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Hidaſpes</hi> was only he that appeared untroubled, and perceiving <hi>Cleomedon</hi> (whom he ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered with an affection that might well have ſerved for an only Son) to weep, tear his hair, and torment himſelf in a deſperate manner, he fell a ſtrugling with his own weakneſs to give him comfort, and forced his Soul to ſtay her flight for a while, till he had reaſoned againſt <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s affliction, with ſuch a gravity of ſtile, as turned all the aſſiſtance into wonder it ſelf at the grandeur of his Courage.</p>
                  <p>In fine, perceiving the glaſs of his life was turned for the laſt hour, and by the help of many Torches that were lighted up in his Tent, ſeeing the principal Commanders in his Army ſtand round his bed, after he had regarded them with a ſerious and aſſured aſpect; <q>My friends, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> do not ſo tamely lament the deſtiny of a Prince, wherein there is no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing calls for ſo weak a paſſion as pity, I die like a King while I thus march off the worlds Theatre in the field of honour, and by the laſt actions of my life, I leave no ſpot o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> ſhame upon my memory, if you have any love ſtill alive in your breaſt for your dying Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, give me the proof of it, when I am aſhes, in your obedience to what I ask at your hands, and ſuffer me to die in hopes that my laſt commands ſhall be accompliſhed: you know I leave no other heir behind me than my Daughter, the Princeſs <hi>Candace,</hi> ſhe is now to ſucceed to my Scepter as your lawful Queen, and poſſible ſuch a one as will not prove unworthy to command you: I thank the Gods that they have given me time before my Soul turns her back upon the world, to chuſe her ſuch a husband, as without fear or ſhame ſhe may receive by my orders and a general approbation; <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> who though a ſtranger among us, is he of all men whoſe alliance is deareſt to my wiſhes, and whoſe Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vernment will be ſweeteſt to you, his perſon is known to you, his birth to ſome among you, and of thoſe the reſt may eaſily be enformed, that there is none upon earth can juſtly boaſt ſo ſublime an extraction, and therefore none likely to leave a more illuſtrious Race of Kings to <hi>Aethiopia</hi> than he; Receive him after me both for <hi>Candaces</hi> husband, and a King to thoſe people which I am forced to abandon, and with him this promiſe from your dying King, that the gods never gave you a happineſs parallel to that you will enjoy under the ſway of his Scepter.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Hidaſpes</hi> ſpake in this manner, while all the aſſiſtants almoſt ſwam in their own tears to hear him, and though they highly approved his generous and yet prudent choice of <hi>Cleomedon</hi> for a Succeſſour, yet exceſs of grief, ſo overflowed the paſſage of their words, as they were po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed for the preſent to expreſs their reſentments; and well might be, ſince he, who alone had more intereſt than all the reſt, even <hi>Cleomedon</hi> himſelf, inſtead of paying his acknowledgment for a favour that topped his talleſt wiſhes, appeared in a more dejected and dying poſture than the King himſelf.</p>
                  <p>At laſt my Father ſtretching out his hand, and calling him by his name: <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I leave thee my Daughter and my Crown, accept the preſent my Son, ſince I have nothing more pretious to beſtow upon thee: Cleomedon</hi> putting one knee to the ground took the Kings hand and kiſſed it, but he had not the power to bring forth one ſingle word, and the King after a few other ſhort breathed Diſcourſes, wherein among other things, he com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mended <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> to him, as a man very capable of State-employment, his Spirits waſted themſelves by degrees to that low Ebb, as in fine he loſt his ſpeech, and within an hour after his Life.</p>
                  <p>Pardon me, Madam, purſu'd <hi>Candace,</hi> with a face cover'd with tears, if I cannot paſs this Tragick part of my ſtory, without paying this watry tribute (demanded by Nature and reaſon) to the memory of ſo ſad a loſs; Madam I loſt a Father, to whom I was very dear, and a Father whoſe vertues merited the eſteem and love of all that knew him; he remain'd cold and pale in <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s arms, and that Prince whoſe former affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on to <hi>Hidaſpes,</hi> as his Protector, his Benefactor, and the Father of <hi>Candace,</hi> was paſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>onately increas'd by his laſt ſcene of kindneſs, after his death appear'd in a condition little differing from his, as if one Soul had animated both their Bodies, and the ſame time for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſook
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and unfurniſhed her double manſion: from this profound aſtoniſhment he ſucceeded to ſighs, and then by degrees found a tongue of his griefs, which delivered themſelves in ſuch doleful accents, as wrought as much pity from the company, as the loſs of their King that caus'd them. All the credit that his Governour <hi>Eteocles</hi> had with him was then grown very neceſſary, and after he had ſuffer'd him to waſt that whole night in Sighs, Tears and Plaints, whereof I ſuppoſe you willing to bate me the recital, he could find no other way to reduce him to himſelf, than by preſenting me to his memory; that proved the ſtrongeſt bridle, to retire the overflowing of his woes, and began to lead his thoughts aſide from the loſs, to a reflection upon the Legacy; the day following he grew more flexible to thoſe reaſons that aſſaulted his melancholly, and at laſt knocking off the Manacles of his grief, and reſtoring his courage to a perfect liberty, which indeed (as the general intereſt of <hi>Aethiopia</hi> was then tempered) neceſſity enjoyned, after he had caus'd the Kings body to be embalmed, with an intent to lay him at <hi>Meroe,</hi> with the Aſhes of his Anceſtors, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membring the Enemy was near, by a general conſent, he took the command of the Army, with a ſolemn Oath, in preſence of all the Officers, that he would never turn his back upon <hi>Nubia,</hi> till he had bath'd his revenge of their Kings death, in whole Rivers of the Rebels blood.</p>
                  <p>This promiſe was fortunately followed by effect, and the next day having taken a general Muſter of his Army, and finding it ſtill conſiſted of more than 10000 Horſe, and 35000 Foot, he put himſelf in the head of it, and marched directly to <hi>Tenupſis,</hi> whither, the Enemies Army was newly retir'd. It yet amounted to more than 50000 Combatants, and their Ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neral <hi>Evander</hi> (who had already been advertis'd of the Kings Death, with which he fed the faireſt hopes of his ſucceſs, and diſdaining to fear a Man whoſe unpractiſed youth he cond<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded incapable to manage ſo great a Command) marched up to him with a confidence full of pride, and offered him battel.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Caeſario</hi> accepted this defiance with a fierce joy, and actively appeared at the heal of his Troops, in an Armour, whoſe deep black repreſented the ſadneſs of his So<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>l, though now half turned into a noble anger; he led them on the Combat with ſuch a daring and undaunted reſolution, animated the coldeſt courages, with Examples ſo brave and beautiful, and ſpy'd them out advantages by ſuch a prudent and quick-ſight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed conduct, as the victory, long diſputed by hot arguments on both ſides, liſted her <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> on our party, but ſhe came in Scarlet, for the greedy fury both of General and Souldier, ſtill hunting for blood to quench the thirſt of the revenge for the Kings death; did that d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> ſacrifice to his Ghoſt above 40000 <hi>Nubians</hi> and compell'd the reſt that eſcap'd the ſlaugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, to ſeek their ſafety within the walls of <hi>Tenupſis,</hi> which open'd its gates to favo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> their retreat.</p>
                  <p>Three days after, the victorious <hi>Cleomedon</hi> (though he had taken ſome ſlight wounds <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> the Battel) ſate down with his Army before it, but becauſe the City was ſtrongly fortifi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:punc">▪</g> and now defended by above 10000 Men, it held his whole Army play for at leaſt the Months time, during which, <hi>Evander,</hi> who diſdained to ſhut himſelf up within the walls of a Town, dexterouſly poſting in perſon from place to place, where he had his greateſt reſources was grown as ſtrong in number as before, and had once more received a condition to ſpin on the War to a tedious length.</p>
                  <p>At laſt the beſieged City was carried by Storm, and all <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s authority could not hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the <hi>Aethiopians</hi> from cutting the greateſt part of the Souldiers that defended it, in pieces and leaving very cruel marks of their vengeance in that deſolate City.</p>
                  <p>After <hi>Tenupſis, Cleomedon</hi> beſieged it, and with leſs pain took in divers other Cities, that were ſeated upon the banks of <hi>Nilus,</hi> and, when he had totally ranged that Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try under his obedience, he advanced to meet <hi>Evander,</hi> who (once more deſirous to try his Fortune) came up the third time to give him battel. <hi>Caeſario</hi> proved again victori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous, and not to amplifie my ſtory with needleſs circumſtances or over-lade this relation with things that paſs my experience, in one years time, which he ſpent in recovering <hi>Nubia,</hi> he defeated the Enemies in five ſignal Battels, took ten or twelve of their Cities by force, reduc'd all the reſt by the terrour of his Arms, and for a concluſion of his glorious exploit, accepting a defiance from <hi>Evander</hi> (now brought to the brink of his laſt extremity) that challenged him to a ſingle Combat, he fought with him in view of both Armies, bravely ſlew him upon the ſpot, and by his death, cut up the laſt root of that Rebellion.</p>
                  <p>I have ſuffered my contracted recital to go down the ſtream of <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s actions, without touching ſome other things that paſs'd in the interim of much greater con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cernment to my ſelf, than any I have yet mentioned; but I trac'd theſe paſſages as far
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as they would reach, that I might not diſtract the method of my ſtory, and now I ſhall ſtep back to ſome accidents that befel my ſelf, whereof the recital will doubtleſs be leſs offenſive, than my late diſcourſe of War, which yet I drew within as narrow, a compaſs as my skill would give leave. <q>Think it not poſſible, Madam, <hi>reply'd the Princeſs Eliſa,</hi> that I can taſt any trouble in your narration, you tell your ſtory ſo gracefully, and I al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready feel my ſelf ſo deeply intereſſed, both in what regards your own perſon, and concerns the adventures of a Prince ſo accompliſhed as <hi>Caeſario,</hi> as it is only a di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertiſment of this nature, that has power to conclude a ſhort truce betwixt my griefs and I. The Gods grant, <hi>reply'd Candace embracing her,</hi> you may receive as happy a releaſe of all your ſorrows, as my wiſh can contrive for my own misfortune; In the mean time ſince you have reliſhed ſome pleaſure in the beginning of my ſtory, I hope the part untold will much improve it, becauſe it contains adventures of more importance, and much more worthy of your attention.</q>
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               <head>HYMENS PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART III.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. II.</head>
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                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
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                     <hi>The politick practiſes of</hi> Tyribaſus, <hi>to play the double game of his Love and ambition. He ſeizes the ſinews of the Kingdom, ſurprizes</hi> Meroe, <hi>and ſecures</hi> Candace's <hi>perſon.</hi> Caeſario <hi>haſtily advances with his thin Army, to pluck the prey out of his hands: defeats</hi> Antenor<hi>'s forces by the way, and kills him. Fights the groſs body of</hi> Tyribaſus <hi>Army, with his hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful of wounded men, which is all cut off, and himſelf (after he had deeply hurt and unhors'd the Tyrant) thrown to the ground among the dead. The unhop'd intelligence of his miraculous e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcape, ſtops the ſourſe of</hi> Candace<hi>'s tears for his loſs; by a ſecret combination, he plots her liberty, and the Tyrants ruine. Surprizes the Pallace by night with</hi> 4000 <hi>Men, and ſends her down the</hi> Nilus <hi>to the City of</hi> Baſſa; <hi>She is taken in the way, by the Pyrate</hi> Zenodorus. <hi>Her ſtrange delivery from the rage of his brutiſh luſt, by the ſucceſſive aſſiſtance of</hi> Eteocles <hi>and</hi> Tyridates.</p>
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                  <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>Hile <hi>Caeſario</hi> reveng'd the King my Fathers death, by ſpilling deluges of the Faithleſs <hi>Nubian</hi>'s blood, and by ſo many memorable victories, was raiſing his renown to the higheſt ſphere of Glory, I ſtaid at <hi>Meroe</hi> un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the guard of <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> and was long kept ignorant of my deplorable loſs, 'tis true, an extraordinary ſadneſs that ſat heavy upon my heart, might well have hinted ſomething to my fears, but I ſtill imputed all to the abſence of what I lov'd, and eaſily taught my ſelf to believe, that to be barred by ſo vaſt a diſtance from the company and comforts of a Father and a Lover, was capable enough to wrap my Soul in the dull clouds of as deep a melancholly; at firſt indeed I confeſs it was often intermitted by the frequent intelligence of their happy progreſs in the War, nor could I receive young <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s letters, or liſten to the language of ſome that rung the report of his gallant actions through the City, with a mean or trivial delight, and yet that ſatisfaction, was ſtill ſubject to the checks of thoſe continual fears, that tendered his life, and I never underſtood how bravely he had beat off the foregoing dangers, without trembling at the thoughts of thoſe that were were likely to follow.</p>
               <p>At laſt neceſſity became my intelligencer of this fatal diſaſter, and the arrival of the Kings body conducted with a ſolemn funeral pomp to <hi>Meroe</hi> left them no poſſibility to keep the mask any longer upon the face of truth. <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> whoſe authority allowed him the freeſt ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs to my perſon, was he that firſt undertook to break the ice and acquaint me with it, &amp; his re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cital of that lamentable Tragedy brought me to the ſaddeſt eſtate, that any affliction of that na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture was ever capable to reduce the weakeſt &amp; moſt womaniſh reſiſtance, beſides the impreſſions of
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blood that ſtill ſink themſelves very deep in a tender heart, the memory of thoſe particular indulgences, and Careſſes I receiv'd from the beſt Father in the world, produc'd ſuch dole<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful and almoſt deadly effects within me, as begot a ſad ſuſpition in all thoſe that came on pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe to bring me comfort, that I would hardly be ever won to receive it; complaints, tears, and ſighs, from which nothing was capable to divert me, were the only company I was willing to keep and converſe with, for many whole dayes together, and thoſe that ſaw me aſſiſt at the Funeral obſequies of that great Prince, with a face that gave colours of death, law, ſome reaſon for their fears, that the Daughter would follow her Father too faſt to the other world to charge the Court with a ſecond mourning; and yet I muſt avow that in my hotteſt fit of affliction, I could not be inſenſible at a letter I receiv'd from <hi>Caeſario,</hi> ſince a ſweeter Solace for my ſorrows was wrap'd up in that papper, than all other remedies were capable of giving; it was put into my hands, the next day after the Kings obſequies by a man of his, whom he had commanded to ſtay the delivery, till I had receiv'd the ſad news from ſome other hand; not willing that the firſt meſſage of my misfortunes ſhould come from him; I read it ſo often over as my memory has kept the words, ever ſince in the ſame order they were written, and I think they were theſe, or very little different.</p>
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                     <head>Cleomedon <hi>to the Queen of</hi> Aethiopia.</head>
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                        <q>MAdam, the Gods have thought it fit to call away the King your Father from the ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciety of men, to ſhew them by your Example, that even thoſe perſons that neareſt approach their nature are not exempted from adverſity, and they permitted me not, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out the ſhame of ſurviving him to render you this feeble proof of the deep ſhare I go in your affliction, yet they are all my witneſſes, that if I had not endur'd my life for your ſake, I ſhould ſcarce have ſuffer'd him to reſign his Being, from whom you had yours, and dye alone without my attendance to the other world, nor can I ſtay my thoughts upon the ſad condition, to which this deplorable news will bring you, without relapſing into thoſe woes, that are little ſhort of yours. I dare not Madam, diſpute againſt the expence of ſome tears, your piety will doubtleſs pay to ſo dear a loſs, which your intereſts here will not ſuffer me to come and wipe away before I have finiſhed the ſacrifice of that revenge I owe to my Maſters Ghoſt, and tam'd your diſloyal people to an incapacity of raiſing new ſtorms in the haven of your Government: but my affection calls to your grief for a little moderation, and alarms your High-born heart to arm it ſelf in its own greatneſs, for the encounter of theſe croſſes that heaven prepar'd on purpoſe to try its Courage; they are thoſe that may raiſe you trophees upon fate it ſelf, who has only forc'd a misfortune to leap over ſome few years, which at laſt you could never have avoided, and they are only thoſe (if that conſideration deſerves the weighing) that have power to appeaſe the pertur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bations of a Spirit, which muſt ſtill be torn with mortal inquietudes, ſo long as you are afflicted.</q>
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               <p>This letter did really ſweeten my diſpleaſures more, than all the arguments of com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort could be rais'd by the whole company about me, and ſince 'tis but fit that I paſs by thoſe paſſionate and vain diſcourſes, which flow'd beyond all rule and meaſure from my head long grief, I will refer them to the judgement of your excellent nature, and only tell you that after I had render'd to the death and memory of my Father all that might well be expected from a child that honored him as ſhe ought, at length, Time, Reaſon and <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s remembrance, began to tame the tempeſt of my griefs and render me capable of Conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſation.</p>
               <p>I was then ſolemnly crown'd Queen of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> and receiv'd all the Oaths of fidelity and allegiance with the ordinary formalities that were anciently us'd to my Predeceſſors: but <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> ſtill kept the power the King had left in his hands, as well over the Militia, as the cuſtoms and places of greateſt importance in the Kingdom, nor did I trouble my thoughts in hatching any deſign to eclipſe his authority, ſince I ſaw no reaſon to ſuſpect he would abuſe it, and indeed had I levell'd my intentions at any ſuch thing, I ſhould not have found it a facil enterpriſe, for the King had mounted him to ſuch a degree of puiſſance; as he left himſelf no poſſibility to ruine the works of his own hands, though he had liv'd to deſire it; in all the diſcourſes he now made me, he never mentioned the Kings laſt words, that refer'd to his choice of <hi>Cleomedon</hi> for a Son-in-law and Succeſſor, but I had underſtood from divers other per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, and found it ſo fitly ſuited with mine own inclinations, as I felt not the leaſt averſion in my Soul againſt it, and preſerv'd no other thoughts of that brave Prince, (the intelligence of whoſe freſh victories, was ſtill daily brought us upon the wings of fame) than as he, whom the Divine concurrence with my Fathers Will, and mine own wiſhes reſerv'd for a partner of my Crown and Bed; theſe hopes were more and more confirm'd by the ſtill ſwelling report of his
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great actions, which guided him to a glory that might one day meaſure with that immortal renown, his Fathers Sword had reap'd: I impatiently expected the end of that civil War, that ſhould bring him home to my embraces, when thoſe deſigns were croſs'd by a ſad re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>volution of my affairs, and ſome ſtrange accidents that muſt ſucceed to the next place in my ſtory.</p>
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                  <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> had ſo cunningly cover'd his ambitious ayms, not only before, but for three Months after the Kings death, as I could take no hold upon him with the leaſt ſuſpition, and I ſaw he ſtill deported himſelf with ſuch an even indifferency, and an equal proportion of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect, as betraid not the leaſt ſign in all his behaviour that would give my heart any hold of a revenging paſſion.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, he form'd parties, fortified places, rais'd money, endeavour'd to gain the hearts of the People and Soldiery, and ſecretly fram'd all the Engines of a formidable puiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſance, that was ready for motion, when his affairs ſhould invite to a publick appearance, then by degrees did his pride grow up to the ſame ſtature of his power, and began to hatch me a jealouſie, which already whiſpered me ſome fears, that his greatneſs would declare a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s intereſt, and openly oppoſe my deſigns in his favour: I would then have been glad of a power to have pull'd him lower, but I ſaw my own weakneſs in the large glaſs of his puiſſance, and I could not inform my ſelf of any ſtate affair, without plainly perceiving that all the ſtrength of <hi>Aethiopia</hi> was lodg'd in the head and hands of <hi>Tiribaſus.</hi> However, he was now reſolv'd to tread another path to his ends, than what he had formerly choſen, and in ſtead of expreſſing his love (if it were true that he did not put on a counterfeit paſſion on purpoſe, to play the game of his ambition better, as ſome after paſſages did ſeem to infer) by ſighs, glances, interrupted words, with other ordinary marks of affection, he ſtill hid the face of his affection within the vizard of a cold reſpect, while he tri'd to mine the Fort by other Engins, even the moſt conſiderable perſons of my counſel, who often repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented how much the neceſſity of my affair did urge me to chuſe a Husband, and give a King to my people, that might prop and aſſiſt my feeble ſex, in the ſway of ſo weighty a Scepter.</p>
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                  <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s abſence made me diſreliſh all diſcourſes of this nature, and endeavour to ſpin out the time till he might probably return victorious, by urging an excuſe from my late diſaſter, whoſe unclos'd wounds ſtill bled too freſhly, ſo ſoon to licence any thoughts that could lend an ear to their propoſitions.</p>
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                  <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> having thus begun by his agents was reſolv'd to act the next part in his own perſon, and now thinking nothing too high and hard for his power to enterpriſe, he reſolv'd to ſet his intentions at liberty, and once more bring his paſſion into the liſts againſt me. To that purpoſe, one day after he had entertain'd me a while with ſome State affairs, inſenſibly letting fall his diſcourſe where he deſign'd it, and in ſpite of all the reſolution that fortifi'd his natural boldneſs, changing pale at the thought of his undertakings. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> though your ſubjects, find nothing in your Government that is not infinitely above your Sex, yet if you ſcan your intereſts aright, you cannot but deem it requiſite to beſtow a King upon the univerſal vote of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> as well to ſatisfie the ardent deſire of your people, as to find a ſweeter repoſe upon your own pillow; reaſon arms it ſelf at all points to ſubdue your conſent to this propoſition, and urges the neceſſity of a Maſculine head and hand, to defend your territories from the inchroachments of neighbour Princes, and keep your war<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>like people (apt enough for inſurrection) in a happy and calm obedience. He let fall his eyes when he came at this period, and by that action taught me to divine a part of his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentions, this thought ſtruck my ſoul with a very ſenſible diſpleaſure, and deſirous not only to check, but if poſſible to blaſt his hopes.</q> 
                  <q>I have yet ſeen <hi>Tyribaſus, ſaid I,</hi> no ſuch preſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing neceſſity as you ſeem to imply in your propoſal, ſince if they rightly ballance your wiſdome, ſtill ſeconded by thoſe prudent heads that aſſiſt you in the management of State<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>affairs, the <hi>Aethiopians</hi> need not to be haſty for a King to rule them; however when I find my own and the general intereſt requires it, I ſhall not refuſe, according to your good ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, the alliance of a Prince, whoſe Government may prove agreeable, and protection ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantageous to our people. I cannot think, Madam, <hi>reply'd the intereſſed Tyribaſus,</hi> you can promiſe your ſelf any ſafety in going beyond your own Confines for the choice of a Husband, ſince if you once impower a ſtranger King to carry the Crown of <hi>Aethiopia</hi> into a foraign Dominion, beſides that your Peoples liberty muſt follow it, which in ſuch an election will doubtleſs find an inevitable ruint, your own condition will miſs much of that ſweetneſs and content you may enjoy with a perſon below your dignity, who can never be ſo ingrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful to forget that you ſtoop'd to take him up to a Soveraign authority. No <hi>Tyribaſus, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd I,</hi> I ſhall hardly bow my Spirit to look beneath my own birth among an inferiour rank of mortals for the choice of a husband; and though I were willing to lean to ſuch low
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thoughts, you know, <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> I could never juſtly act them, ſince all the right I might have had in my own diſpoſal, was cut off by the Kings laſt will, who nam'd the perſon at his death he had deſign'd to eſpouſe me.</q>
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                  <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> diſcovering much trouble at theſe words, by the often changes of his colour; <q>When the King named you that husband, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> (by report of thoſe that ſaw him) he had loſt the greateſt part of his reaſon, and I know you are too well advis'd, to caſt your eyes upon a man that is no better than a fugitive, diſpoil'd of goods, friends, revenue, and all that ſhould ſupport him, and one that could not have another <hi>Aſylum</hi> in the whole world, but what your Father gave him; beſides he is <hi>Caeſars</hi> enemy, to whom (after the narrow eſcape of his purſuit by diſguiſing his name and condition) he will be no ſooner known for what he is, but he will draw the whole <hi>Roman Puiſſance</hi> upon himſelf and all thoſe that ſupport him; his birth (ſince we only take his own word for it) is uncertain enough, and ſuppoſe I grant him born of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I ſhall yet hold him infe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rior to the meaneſt Prince in the world, if the iſſue of a lawful bed.</q>
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               <p>I was deeply incens'd at this rude language of <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> in contempt of <hi>Caeſario;</hi> and had I let fall the reins of my reſentment, I had doubtleſs ſhown him the ſaucy and uncivil injurie he offered me at the perfect magnitude, but I was fearful to exceed the <hi>decorum</hi> of modeſty, by patronizing what I lov'd, with too much ardour, and from that conſideration, not without uſing ſome violence to bind my ſpirit, I was content to return him this an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer.</p>
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                  <q>The dying King declar'd no intention in <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s favour, that the dimmeſt eye about him might not eaſily diſcover, had been long deſigned in his perfect health, and therefore it was rather an effect than a diſeaſe of his reaſon, that made him publiquely avow that e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſteem at his death, which had dwelt very long in his breaſt before, his birth is ſuch as he need not envy the higheſt extraction upon Earth, if he be a fugitive, deſpoil'd of goods and friends, it is only the default of his fortune, which yet he advantagiouſly repairs by his vertue; and if <hi>Caeſar</hi> ſtill hunts his life, we have power enough to oppoſe his perſecution, to which we are deeply obliged, by the grandeur of his daily actions, and the glorious victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries he ſtill ſtains for our ſervice.</q>
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                  <q>What Madam, <hi>reply'd Tiribaſus, wholly tranſported,</hi> is it then true that you prefer <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon</hi> before ſo many conſiderable men among your <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> that are a thouſand time more capable to command them, and more worthy to obey you than that ſtranger? and where are thoſe men, <hi>reply'd I,</hi> among the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> that are worthier to command than <hi>Caeſario?</hi> See Madam, <hi>anſwer'd the audacious</hi> Tyribaſus, <hi>clapping his hand upon his breaſt, Tiribaſus</hi> alone not only by his vertue, but all ſorts of other advantages, carries a better title than <hi>Caeſario,</hi> to every thing that may be call'd the reward of merit; it is my love, <hi>Madam,</hi> and not my ambition that compoſes this language, or if there be a little tincture of ambition in it, it is only to poſſeſs <hi>Candace,</hi> and not her Crown, this paſſion, that has ſo long been the Priſoner of my fear to diſpleaſe you was never extinguiſhed, and if it once more adventures to break from its melancholly Cell, and invade the light, 'tis becauſe you have brought it to ſuch extremities, as it could no longer endure to be led in ſo ſhort a chain, while I thought it could not appear without the ſin of offending you, ſhe never ſo much as help up her dejected head, but now in avowing <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s, you authoriſe her liberty and 'tis from his fortune that he borrows her boldneſs, if he be worthy to ſerve you, I may challenge preheminence by the right of a thouſand reaſons known to the whole State, and if the <hi>Aethiopians</hi> muſt ſubmit to the dominion of one of us, ſure they will ſooner chuſe to obey one that was born in the boſom of their Country, than put on the ſhameful yoak of him that is an alien.</q>
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               <p>He would doubtleſs have gone on in this peremptory language, if grief and anger ſtrained to their higheſt extream, by his unparalleled rudeneſs, had not provoked me thus to inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cept him.</p>
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                  <q>Inſolent man, <hi>ſaid I, (darting a look at him, compos'd of ſcorn and anger)</hi> if my indul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence has fed thy pride ſo high to ſtarve thy duty, I will make thee know thou haſt plaied the fool to abuſe it, and inſtead of making thy ſelf a Soveraign to thy fellow-ſubjects, thou ſhalt ſoon feel that thou art ſtill my vaſſal. I will never diſpute, <hi>reply'd Tyribaſus,</hi> the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand you have over me, but <hi>Cleomedon</hi> ſhall always find my pretences are neither inferior to his in power or merit.</q>
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                  <q>I had certainly loſt all thoughts of patience, if after theſe audacious words he had ſtayed longer in my preſence;</q> but, willing to avoid the firſt bolts of my choler, he withdrew himſelf without ſtaying for an anſwer, and left me liberty to converſe with the anxious thoughts, and digeſt the cholerick humour he had ſtirred within me.</p>
               <p>I ſhould find it a hard task to repreſent my ſelf, as my reſentments had then render'd me,
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and the agitations of grief and anger ſtill kept ſo ſtrong a pulſe at my heart, as made me that whole day incapable of any company; Oh! how did I accuſe the King my Fathers me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory, for lifting one of his Subjects to ſo prodigious a height, as gave him commiſſion to of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fend me with impunity! what vain and airy inventions did my fancy frame, to ruine the power of that man, and ſtay the execution of his wicked inventions! but alas, which of theſe thoughts could lead me the way to a probability of proſpering in ſuch deſigns! I then conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered I was young, a Maid, and Queen to a People, whoſe whole herd afforded not a Man that durſt ſhock with <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> puiſſance, without the ſupport and aſſiſtance of ſome faithful perſons, I found it impoſſible to ſhape any Engine or Enterpriſe againſt him; nay had I en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>countred ſome loyalty among my own, they would ſtill have wanted ſtrength to manage ſo haughty a deſign. Only <hi>Cleomedon</hi> (and he divided from me by the large Tract of Provinces betwixt us) was the ſole perſon, upon whom I could faſten any rational hope of reſcue; for beſides, what the high reputation that his vertue, his grand ſervices, and the King my Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers laſt will had won him among the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> might promiſe me, I expected all things from the greatneſs of his courage, and I knew his proper intereſt would engage him to the conſervation of what another would unjuſtly deprive him.</p>
               <p>I reſolved then to call him home from <hi>Nubia,</hi> without conſidering how much his preſence might ſtill be neceſſary among thoſe faithleſs people, from whom he had already gained three Battels, and taken in a great part of their ſtrongeſt Garriſons, and without ſtaying the reſult of a farther deliberation, or asking the advice of any perſon, I wrote to him in theſe terms.</p>
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                     <head>Candace <hi>Queen of</hi> Aethiopia <hi>to Prince</hi> Cleomedon.</head>
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                        <q>THE victory that inſeparably waites upon your Sword, to thoſe places where occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion invites you to draw it, cannot defend you at this diſtance from that injuſtice your Enemies and mine are plotting againſt you; <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> would rob you of what is due by the triple title of the Kings laſt will, your ſervices, and my inclinations, and I find my ſelf too weak to reſiſt a puiſſance he has injuriouſly wreſted from me by uſurpation. Come away then my dear <hi>Caeſario,</hi> with all the Forces are left you, to diſpute pretences of more importance, than the recovery of <hi>Nubia,</hi> againſt Enemies more cruel than any you have there to encounter. I had rather looſe that part of my Dominion, than prove a ſad witneſs to the loſs of thoſe hopes you have juſt conceived of <hi>Candace</hi>'s affection.</q>
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               <p>I truſted this Letter to the carriage of one of my own Servants, whoſe fidelity I knew de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved no ſuſpition, but it never arrived at <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s hands, and underſtood a long time after, that not only my firſt meſſenger had been intercepted and impriſoned by <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> but all the reſt that I ſent beſides, which denied me a poſſibility of receiving any news from <hi>Nubia.</hi>
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               <p>In the mean time <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> was not ready to improve theſe beginnings to a progreſs, and ſince the laſt undiſguiſing of his ayms, pretermitted no occaſion that might openly ſhew his deſigns, and acquaint every common eye with his amorous addreſſes, as if he had entered the liſts of Love upon equal terms, and borrowed his boldneſs from a parity of condition. I had almoſt dyed with deſpight at his effrontrey, and he no ſooner opened his mouth to reſolicite his ſuit, but I ſtill gave him a rude repulſe in terms ſo ſharp and galling, as would have in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fallibly urged any ſpirit but his, to have raiſed his Siege, as doubtleſs himſelf had done, if his Love and Ambition had not drawn in the ſame yoak, and his deſire of poſſeſſing me, been freſhly ſupplyed with new heats from his aſpiring deſign, to ſet a proud Crown upon his head.</p>
               <p>One day offering me his hand to lead me to the Temple, and perceiving that after a diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dainful rejection of his, I had taken my Squire, <q>I ſee my ſervices, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> are very diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taſtful, though I know no other reaſon, than becauſe they are offer'd with more zeal and ardour, than all you receive beſide from the reſt of mankind, and poſſible the ſame reaſon that your Majeſty takes for a juſt incitement of your cenſure, would prefer them to eſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mation and acceptance in another Spirit; I ſhould not refuſe to receive them of you, <hi>reply'd I,</hi> as they are due from my Subject, if you would only pay them upon that ſcore; but if they are brought to back any other ayms, I know you not, becauſe you have forgot to know me as you ought. It ſhall be the leſſon of my whole life, <hi>anſwered he,</hi> to know you as my Soveraign Queen, at whoſe feet my Soul lyes proſtrate by the command of a double authority, nor will I ever entertain one ſingle wiſh to get a diſpenſation of that homage. I here freely quit you, <hi>reply'd I,</hi> of all you owe me, provided you will ſee me no more, and 'tis that <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> the beſt and moſt agreeable ſervice I ſhall ever receive at your hands.</q>
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                  <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> perceiving I began to kindle at this diſcourſe, would preſs it no further, but, loſing all hope in his deſigns to vanquiſh my averſions in theſe weapons, he reſolved to work his ends with ruder inſtruments than Love and Sweetneſs, which he plainly ſaw had done him no ſervice: ſuſpecting the prejudice Delay might produce, and fearing that <hi>Cleomedon</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turning from <hi>Nubia,</hi> and winning all the honeſt party to eſpouſe his quarrel, might give a dangerous ſhock to his ill-gotten authority, he concluded from the arguments of an impulſive neceſſity to defer the blow no longer.</p>
               <p>He was ready aſſured of all the ſtrong places in the Kingdom, to the command of which, he had ſtill obſerved the caution to prefer no others but ſuch as were all at his own devotion, the treaſure was wholly in his hands, or in thoſe of his creatures, and without his order nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Garriſons nor ſtanding Troops could receive any payment, he had ſo perfectly brought the Officers hearts with his liberalities that ſtill came from my Coffers, as they were all at his diſpoſal, and when he flew at the higheſt pitch of his Maſters favour, having made it his care to gain himſelf a popular eſteem, by procuring ſome royal grants, that carried the face of a publick good, he thrived ſo ſtrangely by thoſe ſly inſinuations, as there were few perſons a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mong the <hi>Aethiopians</hi> (and thoſe of the beſt quality, who becauſe of their Birth and Ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue, would not be corrupted by his Gifts and Flatteries) that he had not engaged to favour his ambition: beſides, finding a pretext of making grand Levies to ſend into <hi>Nubia,</hi> where <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s forces by fighting ſo often were much enfeebled, he had raiſed in divers parts of the Kingdom above ſix ſcore thouſand men, which diſpoſed into ſeveral bodies, inſtead of marching towards <hi>Nubia,</hi> he had lodged in Garriſons, and cauſed them to be exactly paid; by which mean; he made himſelf ſure of their hearts, and held them readily diſpoſed to act his commands, without ballancing any thoughts upon the cauſe or quarrel.</p>
               <p>Theſe traiterous practiſes were not ſo ſecretly carried, but I had notice of them, from ſome that ſuſpected his drift, and ſtill preſerved his unpoiſoned fidelity; yet I found my condition too weak to countermine his plots, beſides I had cauſe to fear that if I firſt declared, I ſhould but ſpur him with a greater ſpeed to his haughty Enterprize, from which a little patience might poſſible divert him till <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s arrival, in whom I had circled all my hopes; But I received not one anſwer to all the letters I had written, and, then ignorant how the treachery of <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> had uſed them; I injuſtly accuſed my dear <hi>Caeſario,</hi> for taking ſo ſlight and ſupine a notice of my affairs and his own.</p>
               <p>When <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> had ripened all his Contrivances for the purpoſe he intended, he reſolved to ſtay the execution no longer, and one morning before the birth of day, there entered, there by his Orders into <hi>Meroe,</hi> at ſeven or eight ſeveral gates about 30000 Souldiers under the Command of his brother <hi>Antenor</hi> and two other of his friends, and preſently ſeized upon the croſs ways; the ends of ſtreets, and all other places that were moſt fortificable in the City, to prevert or oppoſe the peoples riſing, if any ſuch thing ſhould happen.</p>
               <p>The City was no ſooner reduced to this condition, when <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> appeared in the ſtreets, with a throng at his heels of his chiefeſt Partiſans, whereof the greateſt number were of the moſt conſiderable perſons among the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> whoſe abject diſpoſitions had liſted them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves ſo many fawning ſlaves to his fortune, and ſhewing himſelf in publick places, he made Orations to the Soldiers and people (which the Novelty had drawn from their houſes) in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terlarded with many artificial reaſons: he repreſented that he had taken inſtructions from the common intereſt, and not his own, to contrive and hatch that deſign for publick ſafety, that though his breaſt had long incloſed a paſſion for me, yet he would never have lifted his pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tences to an honour, he confeſſed was much above him, if I had not obliged him to it, by the diſcovery of a reſolution, to ſet the Crown of <hi>Aethiopia</hi> upon the head of young Stranger, a Fugitive, abandoned of God and men, without either ſupport or refuge, but what he had borrowed of us: In fine, a man to whoſe Regency he knew the <hi>Aethiopian</hi> Nobility would never ſubmit, and one they could ſuffer to ſhare the Soveraignty, without provoking <hi>Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtus</hi> their mortal Enemy, and the whole puiſſance of the Roman Empire againſt them, he then inſinuated they might make a fitter choice Prince in their own Country, whoſe inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions and integrity they had known by a long tract of experience, and a man that neither wanted wiſdom and clemency to Govern, nor valour to defend them from all ſorts of Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies; that the Queen though prepoſſeſſed with ſome partiality to the young Stranger, would in time be reduced to do homage to Reaſon, when once ſhe ſaw her ſelf obliged by the uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſal votes of her people, and underſtood by the advertiſement of time, that this petty violence was offered her to no other end, than her own advantage. He larded this diſcourſe with other likely arguments to take with a people that were generally inclined to wiſh him well, and then ſupported by force, and aſſiſted by fear (which of all the paſſions has the greateſt operations upon baſe and vulgar Spirits) he obtained all his wiſhes of an intimi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dated people.</p>
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The honeſt Party ſighed among themſelves, at the injuries were offered to their afflicted Princeſs, and the King their Maſters memory, but they were too feeble both in force and num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber to divulge their dicontents, and the Soldiers firſt beginning to cry, <hi>Let</hi> Tyribaſus <hi>be our King, let him eſpouſe our Queen Candace,</hi> which was ſeconded ſo loudly by the general accla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mation of thoſe that favoured his ambitious Intereſt, as by little and little that beaſt the mul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude (ever a friend to novelty and diſorder) and now flattered by <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> promiſes, took example by his friends and Soldiers to ſing their parts to the ſame tune through all the ſtreets: <hi>Let</hi> Tyribaſus <hi>be our King, let him eſpouſe our Queen</hi> Candace.</p>
               <p>The principal Inhabitants of <hi>Meroe</hi> that would not conſent to this baſeneſs and were not ſtrong enough to oppoſe it, either kept themſelves cloſe in their Houſes, or forſook the Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, that they might eſcape the guilt of being ſufferers or fautors of ſo black a Treaſon; and there wanted not ſome among them that ſecretly ſtole into <hi>Nubia,</hi> with a purpoſe to find out <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> and bely him to vindicate the quarrel of their injured Queen, or fall a ſacrifice to loyalty.</p>
               <p>After the conſent and acclamation of the people, <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> called a Council that conſiſted of a few principal perſons about him, he cauſed himſelf to be voted Prince of the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> not ſuppoſing it ſafe (for fear of growing odious by too manifeſt an uſurpation) to aſſume the quality of King before he had eſpouſed their Princeſs.</p>
               <p>You may eaſily judge that all theſe things (though begun in the firſt infancy of day) could not paſs without any knowledge, yet the intelligence came late to my ear, and I firſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived it with ſuch a troubled apprehenſion, as it was long before my aſtoniſhed reaſon could come to it ſelf, or put any thoughts in order to compoſe a reſolution; at laſt calling for my cloaths (for I was ſtill in bed) I went out of my Chamber only followed by my women, with a few of my faithfulleſt Officers, that had taken an allarm from the noiſe to attend my perſon; I went haſtily down the ſtairs, with a purpoſe to ſhew my ſelf to the people, and, if poſſible, by my preſence put a ſtop to the progreſs of that miſchief; but croſſing the Pallace-Court, inſtead of my ordinary Guards, I found at the great Gate two battalions of Soldiers with unknown faces that defended it, and inſolently laid hold of my Chariot Horſes as they were paſſing through, and when I was lighted and come on foot to the Gate, reſolving to ſhew my ſelf in the ſtreets in that condition, thoſe that guarded it, not daring to oppoſe my paſſage with the points of their Halberts, ſhut the Gate in my preſence, which at that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance gave me intelligence, that together with my Crown, I had loſt my liberty.</p>
               <p>I ſhall forbear to repeat the paſſionate complaints my reſentments ſent to Heaven, againſt the injuries of fortune, ſince to allow them a place in my ſtory, would be as uſeleſs, as themſelves were vain: yet I ſtruggled very hard to keep a little moderation ſtill at the helm of my behaviour, and ſerving my ſelf with ſome courage that Heaven had naturally given me, I turned back to my Chamber, betraying leſs apprehenſion in my looks, words and actions, than would poſſible have been confeſſed by other perſons of my age and ſex, in a like diſorder.</p>
               <p>When I was entered my Chamber, all my Maids throwing themſelves at my feet, fell a bewailing with bitter ſobs, tears, and lamentable complaints the calamitous condition an captivity of their Miſtreſs, but inſtead of bearing my part, I fell a chiding the extreams of their affliction, and ſo ſtrongly over ruled my own griefs, with ſuch a conſtancy and aſſured aſpect and geſture, as my Enemies could not ſo much as find a footſtep of a tear upon my viſage: I would needs have all the reſt to compoſe their looks by my model, and to diſpoſe them to it; Comfort your ſelves my friends, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> with this belief, that <hi>Tyrihaſus</hi> may be your Tyrant, but he ſhall never be your King, if he muſt firſt be <hi>Candaces</hi> Husband.</p>
               <p>After theſe words, with the addition of a few others to the ſame purpoſe, I laid my ſelf down upon my Bed, where I reſolved to expect my Deſtiny with patience. I had continued in that poſture a good part of the day, when (after he had brought his ambitious ends to the paſs I related) <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> came into my Chamber, followed by a part of thoſe Traitors that favoured his deſign, who now no longer treated him as a particular Man, but a lawful King: as he entred my Chamber, and approached my Bed, he ſtill affected ſome form of reſpect; and, inſtead of doing honour to his new dignity, I received him without ſo much as ſtirring from my place, or almoſt vouchſafing to turn an Eye upon his Viſage: this coldneſs ſtrangely ſurprized him, being doubtleſs prepared to receive the ſhock of ſomething more vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>olent and impetuous, and this unexpected encounter ſtruck him dumb for a ſeaſon, and ſet his thoughts on work to find out ſome other diſcourſe than what he had premeditated to comfort me, but I gave them no time to finiſh it, and throwing a contemptuous look or two at him: <q>You have done a brave and gallant act, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> in deſpoiling a young Princeſs and your lawful Queen (committed to your guard, by her Father your King and Maſter)
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of her Crown and Liberty, repaid that condence with a grand fidelity, and made a gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous uſe of your Maſters favour, whoſe inconſiderable bounty raiſed your crawling fortunes to this proud height and greatneſs, wherewith you have ruined his onely Daughter.</q>
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                  <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> was deeper galled with ſhame at this calm reproach, than if I had edged it with ſharper language and more vehemence, nor could he cover it ſo quaintly that it was not ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſily perceived by thoſe were near him, but as he had dexterouſly learned to remove all the oppoſition that ſhame or remorſe could plant in the way to his ends, he quickly recovered himſelf, and regarding me with more aſſurance, than the ſenſe of his Crime might well have left him: <q>You have ſome cauſe to accuſe me, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> for countervening your inclinations, and taking part with your Subjects to oppoſe your deſign in the choice of a Stranger, whom you could not have married without the ruine of your people, my endeavours are dedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cated to the preſervation and not the robbery of your birth-right, and you have too long been miſtreſs of my liberty, for me to attempt any thing againſt yours: You are ſtill Queen of the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> and ſhall ever be ſo, ſince <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> will rather die than di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vorce you from that dignity: But ſince neceſſity requires that a man ſhould ſhare it with you, and with it obtain another a thouſand times more deſirable, and as much more glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious, you need not think it ſtrange that the deſire of acquiring you rather than that of reigning, ſhould wing my purſuit of a fortune in that Path where poſſibility was my guide, after I had trod all others that did but lead me aſtray. That fortune thou talkeſt of, <hi>reply'd I, half mad with ſpight,</hi> is neither thine by birth nor merit, ſince there is too much baſeneſs in the one, and too little worth in the other; and ſhould I ever prove ſo degenerate, to think a ſubject might deſerve my choice, ſure I ſhould not loſe ſo much as a glance upon him, that ſeeks no other way to prefer himſelf, but by violence and treaſon. What ever thou doſt by the licence of a vile uſurpation, neither thy plundered authority, nor my weakneſs can diſguiſe our conditions, and in ſpight of both, I ſhall always be the Queen, and thou ſhalt ever be my Subject. You ſhould always have been my Queen <hi>(re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed</hi> Tyribaſus, <hi>diſſembling the pique he received at my words)</hi> though Heaven had not gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven you a Crown, and I ſhould ever have been your Subject, though the greateſt Monarch upon Earth; but in your Authority and my ſubmiſſion, I ſhall not loſe a grain of the glory I pretend to; and when Time and Reaſon (which I hope will quickly uncloud your Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jeſties eyes) ſhall raiſe a power by degrees, to diſſipate your firſt reſentments, I know they muſt be ſucceeded by others of a gentler ſtrain, that will no longer ſuffer you to regard him as an Enemy, a Traitor, and Uſurper, that adores you with ſo powerful a paſſion, and ſo perfect a reſpect, and a man whoſe onely zeal for your intereſts, has compelled him to diſpleaſe you.</q>
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               <p>He had ſaid more in his own deſence, if, after commanding him to leave me to my repoſe, I had not actually aſſured him, by turning away to the other ſide, that I was then reſolved to exchange no more ſyllables with him. He thought it not fit to importune me further, and after he had ſtrictly charged thoſe perſons about me to ſerve me with the ſame care and dili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence as before, he quitted the Chamber.</p>
               <p>He ſtill left me the whole Palace to my ſelf, with ſome ſhadow of reſpect, and a guard for my perſon, little different in number to thoſe that formerly waited, but they ſtill followed me, not ſo much for honour and defence, as to abridge me of my liberty, and though with their attendance I was allowed to viſit any part of the City, yet I ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver eſſayed to ſhew my ſelf in publick, but I ſtill found all the paſſages ſtopped, and the Gates ſhut upon me: the ſenſe of my captivity gall'd me more than the loſs of my King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, but I endeavoured to ſupport both with an invincible conſtancy, till the hand of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven ſhould ſet a date to my afflictions, which I had little reaſon to hope from the help of a humane arm.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> appeared with all the diſplayed Enſigns of Royalty, kept the ſame number of Guards and Officers about him, that always belonged to the Kings of <hi>Aethio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pia</hi> preſided in State-affairs, with an abſolute authority, and though he placed my name with his in ſuch Diſpatches and Commiſſions, as carried the Royal ſignature, yet I was never called to their Councils, nor my conſent or advice demanded in any affair of importance.</p>
               <p>The Tyrant perplexed me with his daily viſits, and ſtill diſcourſed me his paſſion, I confeſs with little alteration of reſpect, but he did ſo plague me with his own, and the ſollicitations of others to eſpouſe him, as his cruel perſecution often drove me beyond the bounds of that mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration I had propoſed to my ſelf.</p>
               <p>One day by an exceſſive redoubling theſe kind of torments, he had put me paſt all my leſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of patience, and after I had ſuffered him a while, not without conſtraint, to talk me his amorous traſh.</p>
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                     <hi>Tyribaſus, ſaid I,</hi> hold your ſelf to your firſt intention, which is to Reign, or (to name it better) to tyrannize over my <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> and trouble your ſelf no more with the other, on which you would have never beſtowed a thought, if your ends had not led you to dreſs Am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bition in the cloaths of Love; had you loved the Perſon, and not the Crown of <hi>Candace,</hi> you would have ſought out ſome other way to expreſs it than by uſurping her Eſtate, and detain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her perſon in cruel captivity, and if you cannot make that Crown ſit ſure upon your head, without eſpouſing the legitimate Heir, know you ſhall never be lawful King of <hi>Aethiopia;</hi> the ſhorteſt way for you had been to cut me off from the world; and though I now knew you re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to be my Executioner, that full aſſurance could not render me more your Enemy, than thoſe hateful injuries you have already offered me.</q>
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               <p>He ſeldom got better language than this at my hands, which yet he received with an un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moved aſpect, expreſſing by all his words and actions, that he fixed his faireſt hopes upon time, for the change of my humour.</p>
               <p>In the mean time I ſighed away my ſad hours, in this deplorable Captivity, while the King, my neighbors, my allies, and moſt of them my near kindred, were all ſo baſe as to let me lie in my Chains, without attempting my liberty, ſo ſtrangely had the puiſſance of <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> affright<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed them; yet I ſtrove to ſupport their unkind, or rather cowardly oblivion, with a calm re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentment, but I could not paſs a thought upon <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> that was not the child of comfortleſs grief, nor find out the ſhadow of a reaſon, why he ſhould be ſo ardent for my Intereſts in the <hi>Nubian</hi> War, and ſet ſo ſlight an eſteem upon my Letters, which me thought was but too plain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly proved, by the ſloath of his obedience to come away at my command: <q>What, <hi>would I ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times ſay,</hi> with a ſtorm of ſighs and ſobs, can he, for whom alone I ſuffer ſo many diſgraces, appear ſo inſenſible, as not to vouchſafe one line in anſwer to my Letters, and am I ſtill ſuch a fool to link my ſoul to an affection, with ſo much obſtinacy that has made me miſerable, while he, diſ-eſteeming my repoſe, runs hotly on his chaſe of glory, perhaps not allowing one light reflection upon thoſe torments I ſuffer for his ſake, Ah Son of <hi>Caeſar!</hi> is it poſſible, that among ſo many grand qualities, which inhabit thy ſoul, ingratitude ſhould find a harbour? haſt thou tied thy heart ſo blindly to the dotage of a vain reputation, to caſhier the remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of a Princeſs thou didſt once love, and a Princeſs that has loſt her Crown and Liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, only becauſe ſhe would not loſe her intereſt in thee.</q>
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               <p>Sometimes this thought would put me into very violent reſentments againſt him, and might have poſſible produced ſomething to his diſadvantage in my breaſt, if <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> himſelf had not ſerved for his juſtification; one day (to convince my affection to <hi>Cleomedon)</hi> upbraiding me with ſome words he had ſeen in the Letters I wrote him, and this heedleſs confeſſion of his fraud, by the help of a queſtion or two ſuddenly asked him to that purpoſe, intangled him in ſuch a Dilemma, as he could neither diſavow their ſurprizal, nor deny that he had ever ſince detained my meſſegners in Priſon: I received no ſlight comfort from the knowledge I took of <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s Innocence, and though I now deſpaired of conveying a Letter to his hands, ſince I miſſed that mark ſo unexpectedly, while I had my liberty, yet I cheriſhed a hope, that the loud noiſe of my misfortunes would quickly travel with ſuch an alarm to his Ears, as would infallibly bring him home to my ſuccour.</p>
               <p>This hope was credited with a great deal of reaſon, and to ſeat every thing with a juſt me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thod, in its own place that relates to my ſtory, you are now to know, that while I languiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in Priſon, the victorious <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> had compleated his conqueſts in <hi>Nubia,</hi> gained the laſt battel, and with his own hand killed <hi>Evander,</hi> the Enemies General in a ſingle Combat, when thoſe faithful <hi>Ethiopians,</hi> that forſook <hi>Meroe,</hi> the ſame day my misfortunes began to ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear in publick, with divers others that followed him that way from ſeveral places arrived at his Camp, and brought the ſad news of all that had happened: He received and reſented it (as I ſince heard) with ſuch apprehenſions as became his affection, and after he had openly profeſſed the deteſtation of <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> treachery, in terms that expreſſed a noble indignation; in a few days time he ſetled the <hi>Nubian</hi> affairs, with as much prudence and precaution, as his impatience to be gone would permit him, and leaving that people no power to re-attempt ſuch actions of a long time after, nor will to exchange the bleſſings of a quiet life, for the troops of miſeries that march with an inteſtine war (after he had rewarded their Rebellion, with the death of 200000 of their men, the taking in of all their Cities, and ſix ſignal over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>throws in the field) he put himſelf upon the way to <hi>Meroe,</hi> in the head of his victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious, though ſhattered Army, which now ſcarce amounted to more than 20000 men, the remains of ſo many Combats, where their Companions periſhed, but they were ſo entirely affected to <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s Intereſts, as they all took a ſolemn Oath, either to die with him in the quarrel, or revenge and re-ſeat their Queen in the throne of her An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſtors.</p>
               <p>In this confidence they had given him, without informing himſelf of the Enemies ſtrength,
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he marched towards <hi>Meroe</hi> with an admirable expedition. Thoſe places in his way that held for <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> did but vainly oppoſe his paſſage, for he made all fly before him, with a marvel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lous facility, and his Army was now encreaſed by the coming in of ſome faithful Subjects, that liſted themſelves in his Troops with the additional number of four or 5000 men; yet he could not make ſo much ſpeed in his march, but <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> had notice of it before he had left half the way behind him; the news made him haſt away diſpatches on all ſides, to rally his For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces that lay ſcattered in their ſeveral quarters, into one groſs body; and while this was doing, he ſent his Brother <hi>Antenor,</hi> a brave and valiant Captain, with 30000 Combatants, that were then ready for a march to go meet <hi>Cleomedon. Antenor</hi> advanced towards him with great ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pedition, nor did <hi>Cleomedon</hi> make leſs haſte to come to the encounter, the two Armies faced one another about ſix days journey from <hi>Meroe,</hi> that of <hi>Antenor</hi>'s conſiſted of freſh and tried men, better Armed and appointed than <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s, and much the ſtronger in number, however <hi>Caeſario</hi> (perceiving he could not ſafely allow himſelf the leiſure to ſtay the ballancing of thoſe diſadvantages) preſented him battel, and fought it ſo fiercely as there had never before been acted ſo bloudy a Tragedy upon the Stage of <hi>Aethiopia;</hi> I know not how to give you the particulars, but ſome that were Actors there, have ſince related me things that were al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>together prodigious; <hi>Caeſario</hi> flew upon his Enemies like a furious Lion, and ſought more like an enraged <hi>Hercules,</hi> than a valiant Warriour; and after he had done things which would never have found belief among men, if the uncorrupted truth had not been brought away by ſo many Witneſſes, he ſought out the Brother of <hi>Tybribaſus,</hi> killed him in the very middle of his Squadrons with his own hand, and that day ſuffering an exceſs of choler to trample upon the natural ſweetneſs of his inclinations to pity, he animated his men with ſo many bloudy examples from his invincible arm, as <hi>Antenor</hi>'s whole Army were cut in pieces with their Captain, and there was ſcarce one man that eſcaped their fury: but to qualifie this fortune, there were five or 6000 ſlain on <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s party, many of the reſt hurt, and himſelf had received two or three deep wounds, that in ſpight of his ſpirit forced him for divers days to be a Priſoner to his Bed, not without ſome danger of his Life.</p>
               <p>He was ready to die with diſpleaſure at this confinement, and as his own reaſon did aſſure him that the ſucceſs of his affairs depended upon his perſonal diligence, ſo he might eaſily foreſee a part of his following misfortunes through the preſent prohibition of his liberty by thoſe unlucky wounds.</p>
               <p>The news of <hi>Antenor</hi>'s total defeat quickly flew to <hi>Meroe,</hi> and if <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> was torn with grief and rage for the death of a Brother, whom he highly eſteemed, I did not celebrate my <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s ſucceſs with a mediocrity of joy, nor offer the Gods any cold or ſluggiſh vows for a continuation of their aſſiſtance.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> half diſtracted with fury, and deeply vowing his brothers revenge, made ſuch impatient haſt to draw up all his Forces to a general Rendezvouz, as before <hi>Caeſario</hi> could quit his bed and march from the place where his wounds had arreſted him, we beheld above 100000 Combatants drawn together before the Gates of <hi>Meroe;</hi> and <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> after he had ſet a ſtrong guard upon my perſon, and left another in the City, put himſelf into the head of them and marched againſt <hi>Cleomedon.</hi> But firſt, he came armed at all points to take his leave of me, and methoughts I ſaw his anger ſparkle in his eyes, however he ſtruggled with him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf in my preſence, to ſweeten the fierceneſs of his looks. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> till now I have ſpared <hi>Clemedon</hi>'s life, becauſe you loved him but the death of a dear Brother hath ſtrangled all the pity I had for him, and I am now going to ſacrifice him to the ghoſt of <hi>Antenor</hi> and mine own repoſe, to which he would be a perpetual trouble, ſhould I ſtill ſuffer him to ſtay in the world;</q> the Tyrants numerous Army, and <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s weakneſs, of which I was aſſured by a certain intelligence, had already filled me with fear of a ſad event, that was founded upon too much reaſon, but this laſt threat that <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> uttered with ſo proud a confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, froze my ſoul with a mortal apprehenſion, and regarding him with an eye that could not ſtay ſome diſobedient tears, which crept away upon my cheeks: <q>Didſt thou go againſt <hi>Cleomedon, ſaid I,</hi> with forces equal to his, I would not harbour the leaſt doubt of a certain victory, but feeble as he is, I hope the Gods in fighting for him, will ſtrike in my quarrel with the Sword of Juſtice: <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> quitted my Chamber without a reply, and in a ſhort time after the City.</q>
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                  <hi>Cleomedon</hi> ſtill kept his bed in a very weak condition near the place where he de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feated <hi>Antenor</hi>'s Army, when he learned that <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> was coming to fight him in the van of 100000 men, his Army ſcarce conſiſting of 16000, and of thoſe 10000 wounded, beſides his own three hurts ſo exceſſively pained him, as they might well have diſabled any other perſon of a more delicate Complexion to fit on horſeback; but all theſe reaſons could not oblige him to fly the Combat, nor lend any credit to the Counſel of
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his Governour and Friends, who earneſtly preſſed him to retire, as it was yet time enough if he had been willing: <hi>Were there but the leaſt appearance of a poſſibility,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>to re inforce our Army with any freſh ſupplies for the Queens ſervice, I would providently reſerve my life for her intereſts, but ſince all my hopes are dead, onely a few excepted that ſtill breath in your valour, I had rather die generouſly with you, than take my life upon ſhameful terms, and carry it where it cannot be uſeful. I ſhall not blame any for retiring that can be affrighted with death, and with the help of thoſe undaunted courages that dare ſtay with me and affront it, I may poſſibly ſtrike ſome fear through the Soul of</hi> Tyribaſus, <hi>in the very Centre of his Army.</hi>
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               <p>With this reſolution he called for his Arms, and mounted on horſeback, he advanced with that handful of men to meet his Enemies, who were all reſolved to die in his Company.</p>
               <p>The next day he came in view of <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> Army that covered all the Campania, and ſtretched it ſelf out on either ſide, with two long half Moons to environ him, but he took not the leaſt aſtoniſhment from that object, and turning towards his valiant Companions with as much vivacity and aſſurance in his looks, as if he had gone to triumph: <hi>My Friends,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>we muſt all die to day for the ſervice of our Queen, but in our death find a glory prefer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable to the condition of our Enemies, and offer</hi> Candace <hi>as fair a Sacrifice as ſhe ought to hope from her faithful Subjects.</hi>
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               <p>At theſe words he charged in through a world of his Enemies, who not acquainted with his deſign to die, ſtood amazed at the prodigality of his Valour; they were all pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently encompaſſed by the Tyrants command, which they never ſo much as endeavoured to hinder, and <hi>Caeſario</hi> ſeeking none but <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> made his name ſound on all ſides, and loudly called him to Combat where-ever he addreſſed his ſteps or blows, Yet he had found it impoſſible to aboard him, by reaſon of thoſe vaſt numbers that defended his perſon, if <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> (who indeed was a valiant man) had refuſed the challenge. In fine, <hi>Caeſario</hi> throwing down all before him, with blows that might better be called the effects of a de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſperate rage than a humane valour, <hi>(Tyribaſus</hi> preſſing towards him to facilitate his En<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terpriſe) buckled with his Rival in the midſt of his men, gave him two deep wounds in the body, and threw him from his horſe to the earth in a ſwoond; but <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> was quickly relieved by a great number of his own men that flew in to his reſcue, and took him up from the place where he lay, and <hi>Caeſario</hi> (conſtrained by the throng to turn his Sword another way) received ſo many blows from his Enemies on all ſides, as at laſt by the great effuſion of his bloud, and the loſs of all his forces, he fell from his Horſe among the dead without either ſenſe or knowledge: Scarce one man of his little Army eſca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ped the ſlaughter, but they did things before they died, that may juſtly claim a preheminence in the ſtory of thoſe brave <hi>Lacedemonians,</hi> that acquired ſo beautiful a reputation, by periſhing with their valiant King at the battel of <hi>Thermopyle. Tyribaſus</hi> loſt twice that number of his own men that compoſed their Army, and himſelf ran a greater riſque of his life, than ever he encountred in all his former dangers.</p>
               <p>In the mean time I ſtayed at <hi>Meroe</hi> buſied with fears, tears, and prayers, wherewith I in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſantly ſolicited Heaven for <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s ſafety, every thing my thoughts could glance at, ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved to feed thoſe apprehenſions that deſtroyed my repoſe, and I had already worn out ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny tedious nights, without ſo much as cloſing my Eye-lids, when to redouble my cruel in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quietudes, the day before I learned the ſad news, my fears had ſo often foretold; <hi>Clitie</hi> deli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered me a Letter ſhe had newly received from an unknown Souldier, as ſhe came back from the Temple; ſuſpecting the truth, I opened it with a trembling haſt, and met with theſe words which the poor Prince had wrote, hazarded to that Souldiers fidelity ſome few hours before he had charged his Enemy.</p>
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                        <hi>IF any reaſon could inſtruct me how to render my life ſtill ſerviceable to your intereſts, I would not ſtock it upon ſo deſperate a caſt in this unequal Combat; whereto I am now marching without any hope of Victory, and this incertainty might happily induce me to preſerve it, if ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing did noe prompt me with a probability in this attempt, of tumbling</hi> Tyribaſus <hi>from the top of his plundered honour. Madam, if I can ſacrifice him to your juſt reſentments, and redeem you that pretious liberty and repoſe (of which he has ſo barbarouſly bereaved you) at the price of his blood and mine, I will ſpill them both to a drop, and periſh without reluctance; but if death cuts me off before I execute the Traitor, pardon the failing to my weakneſs, and let pity preſerve ſome remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of him, who could not part with his life upon terms of more happineſs and glory, than to die for the rights of his Royal Miſtreſs.</hi>
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The peruſal of theſe words laid a greater weight of woe upon my Soul, than ever yet it ſupported, and though of late it had been argued with many anxious perplexities, yet I now reſented ſo cruel an encreaſe of my miſery, as rendered me incapable of company and com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort; I ſpent that day in Tears and Sighs, but the next that ſucceeded it was yet more dole<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully employed, ſince it brought me the accompliſhment of all my fears, in the ſad news of <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s bloudy defeat, with the loſs of his whole Army, all thoſe that had made me the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cital, aſſured me he was ſeen fall dead from his Horſe, after he had left ſome impreſſion of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge upon his Rival in two dangerous wounds he had given him, and done actions beſides of ſo ſtupendious a nature, that they ſeemed to hold as great a diſproportion to Truth, as thoſe fictious tales of our ancient Heroes.</p>
               <p>Madam, you will eaſily judge, how cruelly the ſenſe of this diſaſter ſtretched my heart<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrings, and to confirm that thought, you may pleaſe to know that I ſunk dead in my wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mans arms, and lay a long time in that condition, before the remedies they applyed, could bring back my ſenſes that were all fled away from their uſual offices; and when at laſt they waked me from my trance, I fell a wailing my loſs in the dolefulleſt accents, that were ever expreſſed by the lawfulleſt and moſt impetuous grief: and all my actions perſwaded thoſe about me, that I was become an Enemy to my Life. My woman durſt not ſtir from me in that eſtate wherein they ſaw cauſe enough to fear, that my own hands would diſpatch the buſineſs of my deſpair, and all that day I was ſtrictly guarded, rather as a diſtracted perſon, than a Princeſs, that in the preceding accidents of her life, had given the world ſo far a Sam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple of her conſtancy.</p>
               <p>When my ſighs had left me ſome liberty to ſpeak: <hi>My dear Caeſar,</hi> cry'd I, <hi>ſince thy ſoul is driven from her ſweet habitation for my Intereſt, 'tis but reaſon mine ſhould follow her to the other world, and I am very willing to go keep thee Company by reſigning that life, which thou haſt bought too dear at the price of thine; would to heaven I could have condition'd with the deſtinies aforehand to excuſe thy thred for mine, thou ſhould'ſt have ſeen me run into the arms of my pale Executioner, with as great a greedineſs as hurry'd thee to this unequal Combat; but ſince the Deities deny'd me that favour, believe it I will do that without repugnance to follow thee, which I would have done with joy to ſave thee; there is nothing left upon Earth that has power to ſtay me here now when thou art gone, and my laſt Act ſhall tell that monſter, who thinks he has ſecurely ſeated his fortunes upon thy ruine, that all thoſe flattering hopes will prove Impoſtours.</hi>
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               <p>To theſe ſucceeded a world of other words to the ſame purpoſe, and as the kindneſs I ſhew'd <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> had been publiquely Authoris'd by the King my Fathers will, ſo I made no ſcruple to avow the inclinations I had for him to all thoſe that overheard me; the force of my imagination ſtill kept his lovely image before my eyes both day and night, and my reaſon was ſometimes ſo giddied with the violence of my grief, as talk'd to my poor Prince in ſuch diſcourſive terms, as if I had ſeen him there in a condition to return me an anſwer.</p>
               <p>My ſorrows were riſen to this degree, when <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> came back to <hi>Meroe,</hi> or was rather brought back in a Litter, with the marks of <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s valour ſtill about him, which had made him run ſuch a manifeſt hazard of his life. He ſaw me not of divers days after his arrival, as well becauſe his wounds confin'd him to his Bed, as that he yet fear'd (underſtanding to what deſperate eſtate the violence of my grief had brought me) to appear in my preſence; but ſo ſoon as the ſucceſs of his cure would give him leave to take the air, he came to my Chamber. My paſſionate deteſtation of his laſt act, had ſtill held it ſelf up at the ſame impetuous height whereto it was riſen at his firſt conception, and I no ſooner ſaw him that was the cruel cauſe of it ſet his foot in my Chamber, but breaking into a furious out-cry againſt him; <q>Barbarous man, <hi>cry'd I,</hi> doſt thou come to ſhew me the bloody ſpoils of <hi>Cleomedon?</hi> and could'ſt thou not content thy ſelf to rob the world and me of ſo great a treaſure, without increa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing my horrour, by bringing the face of this inhumane butcher in my ſight? com'ſt thou to inſult upon the miſeries of a wretch, that is taking care to die, ſince thy cruelty has bereav'd her of him for whoſe onely ſake ſhe lov'd her life; and can'ſt thou not think thy revenge compleat in the murder of him that merited my affection, to the prejudice of the unjuſt pretences but thou muſt rudely preſs into my preſence, to aggravate the weight of woe thou haſt to my ſoul for ever?</q> 
                  <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> gave way to this Torrent of words, which was violently followed by divers others of the ſame ſtamp, till they had wearied out my weakneſs to admit, from a tumult of ſighs and ſobs, the ſhort interruption of ſome moments ſilence, in which vacancy, ſtriving againſt the ſtream of his own thoughts, to expreſs ſome ſorrow for what he had done: <hi>I am too deeply concern'd in your diſpleaſure,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>to ſing any</hi> Io Paean<hi>'s in your preſence, for a thing</hi>
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                  <hi>that immoderately afflicts you; and though the death of my Brother, with divers of my friends beſides, the dangerous impediments he ſtrewed in the path of my intentions, and his particular deſign againſt my life, might leave me little cauſe of regret for the loſs of</hi> Cleomedon; <hi>yet truth her ſelf is my witneſs, that his death cannot ſink ſo deep an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion of grief in your ſpirit, without ſtamping ſome ſenſibility of the ſame nature in mine; and were it now in my power to give him his life, though I knew it would prove yet a great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er foe to my repoſe, believe it Madam, he ſhould live again upon your ſcore; but ſince the Gods have neither left it in my diſpoſal, nor your power, by thus tormenting your ſelf to change his condition, whoſe obſequies you honour with the laviſh expence of ſuch a trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure of tears, chuſe a reſolution worthy of your ſelf, and leſſon your griefs for him the De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinies have raviſh'd, with the conſideration of what they have ſtill left you, when you have once put all things in the ſcale of your judgement, you will not find your misfortunes weigh ſo heavy as you thought them; and time may poſſibly convince you to a belief, that your repoſe could never be better eſtabliſh'd, than upon this loſs, to which your Eyes have paid ſo rich a Tribute.</hi>
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               <p>He had further purſu'd this diſcourſe, if (no longer able to endure it) I had not thus paſſionately intercepted the progreſs: <hi>Ceaſe wicked man,</hi> cry'd I, <hi>ceaſe to exaſperate my ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rows by thy baſe diſſimulation, and injurious comfort, I do not expect thou ſhould'ſt drop any of thy Crocadile tears upon the grave of</hi> Cleomedon, <hi>nor ought I to take advice from thee how to temper my ſorrows, thou haſt not gorg'd thy cruelty enough with</hi> Cleomedon<hi>'s blood, and the game of thy ambition is but half play'd out, nor canſt thou perfect thy revenge upon ſuch an Enemy, unleſs thou diſpatcheſt this other half of himſelf that he left behind him: thou haſt no other way to fix the Crown upon thy head, which ſo long as thou letteſt me live will ſit but tottering, and when thou haſt once re-united me to that part of my ſelf from which I cannot long be ſeparated, I will forgive all the bloody injuries thou haſt done me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>To theſe words I added many others with ſuch an exceſs of vehemence, and ſo large a quantity of tears, as <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> (not able to reſiſt ſome riſings of pity in his breſt) quitted my chamber, and left me a little comfort behind him in his abſence. Madam, it would ask too long a time to repeat all the paſſionate complaints that confuſedly bubled up from the ſource of my exceſſive ſorrow: my afflictions were ſtrong enough to block up all the paſſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges of nature; and the contempt of life would infallibly have laid me in the duſt, ſince grief alone had ſtrength enough to drag me to my tomb, if the tender care of my attendants had not half compelled me by perpetual ſollicitations to receive ſome nouriſhment, or rather the Gods to whom the ſtate of my condition was better known than my ſelf, had not de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creed me a longer life, I think on purpoſe to make it the mark of more misfortunes: and thus by their ſecret order, I drew out my languiſhing days in ſo lamentable a manner, as doubtleſs might have furniſhed the rockieſt ſouls with a ſenſe of pity. The Name of <hi>Cleome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don</hi> was eternally in my mouth, and his Idea inceſſantly in my memory; the continual tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments I inflicted upon my ſelf had already frighted the freſh colour from my cheeks, and that ſlender ſtock of beauty, wherewith the general opinion till then had flattered me, began to ſhrink it ſelf behind a cloud, and ſuffer ſo ſickly an Eclipſe, as thoſe perſons that were moſt familiar with my face, had much ado to know me.</p>
               <p>I would now no longer look upon <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> but as a Monſter that was ever ready to devour me, and when ever he approached my preſence, I ſtill fled from him if it were poſſible, as I would have done from a Tigre or ſome other Beaſt moe ſavage.</p>
               <p>After having ſuffered for a time (I confeſs with ſome patience) this rigorous uſage at my hands, he began at laſt to change the face of his behaviour towards me, and he now ſought at ſeveral encounters to make me underſtand, that ſince ſweetneſs and reſpect had failed to win me, he would ſerve himſelf in a ſeverer manner, with the power he had in his hands to ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>due me; but I held my life at ſo poor a rate, as it eaſily gave me a contempt of all his mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, and the deep vows I often took in his preſence to be my own Executioner, when ever he attempted any thing upon me by violence, arreſted the effects (for a time) of his wicked reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutions. Thus had I lived neer two months time ſince the loſs of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and now I had quitted my Chamber, and begun to walk in the Palace-gardens, a liberty was allowed me in the preſence of my guards, who ſtrictly obſerving their Maſters command, attended all my motions, only when I walked the Allies with my woman, they kept themſelves at a diſtance, and provided I was within a reach of the Eye, they took ſo little care to be neerer my Perſon, as ſometime they ſuffered me to be two or three hundred paces from them: at the beginning of my reſtraint, they were much more exact, but <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> was willing to lengthen my chain a little, with deſign to ſoften my heart, and ſweeten my rigours againſt him, ſecuring himſelf with a confidence, that ſince he had laid <hi>Caeſario</hi> in the duſt, he had no more enemies left, that were capable to enterprize any thing for my deliverance.</p>
               <p>
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For the moſt part I ſuffer'd no man to come neer me in thoſe walks, and my Eſquires, with the reſt of my other Servants in ordinary, whoſe offices injoyned them to be neer my perſon, ſtaid by my order with them that guarded me, while I admitted no other attendants but thoſe of my own ſex, nay I often commanded my women too to ſtay behind me at a diſtance, while propping my ſelf upon <hi>Clitie</hi>'s arm, I ſought out the ſolitarieſt places to entertain my ſad thoughts with <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s memory.</p>
               <p>One day I was buſied in this melancholly employment, and (ſupported on either ſide by <hi>Clitie,</hi> and my Governeſs <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> in whom I repos'd an equal confidence) was walking in an Alley, about 200 paces from my Women, and more than twice that diſtance from my Guards and Officers, when at the corner an of Alley that led to the ſame Arbor, where <hi>Caeſario</hi> ſurpriz'd the ſecret darling of my heart, I ſpied two men coming towards us very faſt; they were black as the greateſt part of the <hi>Aethiopians</hi> are, but methought I obſerved ſomething in the ſhape and garb of one of them that invited my eye to a particular attention: as they made their approach neerer, I read ſome aſtoniſhment in their looks and geſture, and well they might borrow it from the change they encountered in my viſage; they made a ſtop right againſt us upon <hi>Clitie</hi>'s ſide, and giving me a low reverence as I paſs'd, according to the Country mode, one of them called <hi>Clitie</hi> by her name pretty loud. <hi>Clitie</hi> turned her head to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards them; but ſuppoſing the men had only named her in their diſcourſe without parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cular deſign, went on with me in her talk, without any further glance at their meaning, when the ſame man that had named her, advanced ſome paces after us, <hi>Clitie,</hi> (ſaid he, with a voice as loud as we might well underſtand him) <hi>Clitie, contrive it ſo that I may ſpeak with you;</hi> and after he had utter'd theſe words, he turned his back upon us, and ſoftly retired with his companion towards another Alley, that they might avoid the encounter of thoſe that followed us.</p>
               <p>If <hi>Clitie</hi> was aſtoniſhed, my ſelf was not leſs ſurprized at this adventure; and me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thought I apprehended ſomething in the tone of that voice, that carried through my ear an extraordinary allarm to my heart. <hi>Clitie</hi> regarding me wholly irreſolute, <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>what do you pleaſe I ſhall do?</hi> My thoughts would not let me obſerve her queſtion, ſo well to anſwer her, when <hi>Eurinoe</hi> taking the word; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> me thinks 'tis very fit that <hi>Clitie</hi> ſhould go ſpeak with this Man, who knows but he may have ſomething to impart of a deep concernment, and as your condition is now temper'd, ſuch overtures cannot be diſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed with a ſafety of diſcretion.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Clitie</hi> perceiving that I did not oppoſe this advice, ſtaid for no further Commiſſion: but obſerving to what part of the Garden thoſe two Men bent their ſteps, ſhe feigned an intent to cull ſome flowers for a Noſegay, and cunningly wandring that way, ſhe inſenſibly transferred her ſelf from flower to flower, till ſhe arrived at that part of the Garden where ſhe ſaw them take Covert, without giving the leaſt ſhadow of ſuſpition to thoſe that fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed us.</p>
               <p>In the mean time I entered that Arbour with <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> and the reſt of my train, which be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe it freſhly hinted <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s memory to my thoughts, preſented many pleaſing paſſages of our innocent affection, and had been the Scene of ſo many delightful Dialogues between that Prince and I, was particularly indear'd to my choice above all the reſt; but a ſad reflection upon thoſe ſurvived felicities, could not chuſe but ſet ſome tears at liberty, which troubled my good Governeſs to wipe away, as they crept along upon my cheeks, after I had ſpent half an hour upon this employment, propped with <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s arm as before; I went out a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain to repeat my walk, when I ſaw <hi>Clitie</hi> coming back with a face that carried all the marks of a grand aſtoniſhment, and as great an impatience; her approach in that manner ſhook my ſoul with an extraordinary emotion, and judging ſhe had ſomething to ſay, that requir'd no witneſſes, I doubled my pace to go meet her with a pretence to give her my other hand that was free, ſhe tenderly preſſed it with an action full of tranſport, and I ſaw ſhe was in combat with her own amazement, and had offered twice or thrice to ſpeak, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out being able to get out any more words than Madam. Every thing confirmed my opini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, that ſhe had ſome ſtrange things to tell me, and feeling ſome ſecret preſſures in my Soul, that gave me no leſs impatience to learn her diſcoveries, I walked ſo faſt with the help of my ſupports, as we had quickly left my followers at a pretty diſtance; and <hi>Clitie,</hi> after ſhe had turned her head to ſee if any were neer enough to over-hear us: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> Madam, call home your baniſh'd joys, <hi>Caeſario</hi> is alive, <hi>Caeſario</hi> is in the Garden, and it was <hi>Caeſario</hi> you ſaw, the ſame whoſe voice you heard, and with whom I juſt now broke off in diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words ſeized upon my ſoul with ſo ſtrong and ſudden a ſurprizal, as they want<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed but little of making me fall in a ſwoond between my womens arms, and if they had not ſtrongly held me up, I ſhould doubtleſs have betrayed more weakneſs than I was
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willing to make known to the reſt of my Company: for a time I ſtood both mute and motion<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs, regarding <hi>Clitie</hi> with a languiſhing eye that ſeemed to lend but little credit to her words, and the violent agitations of my ſpirit had put me into a cold ſweat and ſo great a trembling, as no longer able to continue my walk, I was forc'd to ſit down upon a bank that was neer us. Experience had acquainted the reſt of my women, with the pleaſure I took to entertain my ſelf alone with my two favourites, and perceiving me ſet, they made a ſtop at the place where they were, without approaching further; in the mean time, with much pain, I diſpel'd the force of my aſtoniſhment, and once more turning my eyes upon the face of <hi>Clitie;</hi> 
                  <q>Ah! <hi>Clitie, ſaid I,</hi> doſt thou abuſe me, or art thou abuſed thy ſelf? no Madam, <hi>replyed Clitie,</hi> I am not abus'd, I ſaw <hi>Caeſario,</hi> I touched him, I ſpoke with him, I learn'd from his own mouth the particular of his ſtrange eſcape, and if you pleaſe Madam, your ſelf ſhall ſee and under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand as much before you quit the Garden: But <hi>Clitie ſaid I,</hi> thoſe two men we ſaw are black as any of the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> and thou know'ſt <hi>Caeſario</hi> is fairer than thou or any other of the white women that ſerve me. That ſooty complexion, <hi>anſwered Clitie,</hi> is onely artificial, and <hi>Caeſario</hi> with the help of a little water will quickly take off all your doubts with the black mask from his face in your preſence, as he lately waſhed the colour from one of his hands to cure my incredulity; he and his Governour <hi>Eteocles</hi> are both ſabled with the ſame liquor, which is very common among the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> that take a pride to be blacker than the hand of nature painted them, and he could not ſhrow'd himſelf in a ſecurer diſguiſe from the knowledge of his enemies, who (prepoſſeſs'd with a general opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion of his death, and blinded with his falſe complexion) have often paſs'd by him it the very face of the Sun without the leaſt ſuſpition.</q> Ah <hi>Clitie, cry'd I, letting my ſelf fall upon her with open arms,</hi> 
                  <q>I begin to find a likelihood of truth in thy relation, and indeed when that man called thee in my preſence, I diſtinguiſhed the true tone of <hi>Caeſario's</hi> voice: Great Gods, <hi>continued I, lifting my hands and eyes to Heaven,</hi> great Gods, how abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dant is your goodneſs!</q>
               </p>
               <p>I made a ſtop at theſe words, ſo diſtracted, and transported with wonder, ſo divided betwin joy and aſtoniſhment, as my reſentments were ſtopped up with their own tumult in my heart for want of power to expreſs them.</p>
               <p>Madam, I need not ſtrain my weak reaſon to deſcribe the exceſs of gladneſs that confuſed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly floated in my ſoul; for ſince you have loved as well as I, and the powers above have paral<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lel'd our misfortunes ſo exactly, the cauſe of your preſent ſorrows carrying ſo neer a congruity to the ſame I ſuffered for two months time, your own apprehenſions will better inform you than any expreſſions of mine, how I reliſhed this change of fortune.</p>
               <p>The Princeſs <hi>Eliza</hi> fetcht a deep ſigh, accompanied with ſome tears at this paſſage of <hi>Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace</hi>'s relation, and lifting her watry eyes to Heaven, with a look that ſpoke for pity, with the beſt elegance of grief; <q>Immortal Gods, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> how deeply ſhould I be indebted to your Divine bounties, had they ſuch another favour to beſtow on me! Me-thinks my ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample, <hi>ſaid the Queen,</hi> ſhould have ſtrength enough to confute your diſpair, and ſhould dee<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> my ſelf infinitely happy, to be the inſtrument of giving a new birth to your hopes: Alaſs, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd the Parthian Prineeſs,</hi> I have little reaſon to ripen any ſuch conception, ſuch events as thoſe are too too rare to be expected by miſerable perſons.</q> At theſe words ſhe fell to wipe away her tears, and after the Queen had aſſiſted her in that employment, ſhe thus went on with the thred of her diſcourſe.</p>
               <p>When I had recover'd judgment enough to ſettle my diſordered apprehenſions in a better method, I think I ask'd <hi>Clitie</hi> a hundred queſtions at a time, and with too much haſte to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cure my ſatisfaction, retarded it. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe at laſt,</hi> I paſs'd the greateſt part of my time that I ſtaid with the Prince in an aſtoniſhment equal to yours, before I could clear my doubts that he was really living, but when my Eies and Ears had ſufficiently confirmed it, I had not the conſcience to keep the happy news any longer from your knowledge; to you he will doubtleſs render a larger account how he came by his life, if your Majeſty now thinks fit to admit it, and I left him with his Governour <hi>Eteocles</hi> in the Alley that runs along by the branch of <hi>Nilus,</hi> that borders the Garden, I believe you may paſs that way with ſecreſie enough, and ſpeak to him without any danger, provided your diſcourſe be not long, and you talk at a diſtance, forbearing ſuch paſſionate geſtures, as may give ſuſpition to thoſe that follow us.</q>
               </p>
               <p>My haſty joy would allow me but little time to conſider <hi>Clitie</hi>'s proportion, &amp; my Soul was ready flown before me to meet <hi>Caeſario,</hi> but my fear for his ſafety repreſented the danger in a greater figure than it really carried, and ſhew'd me ſome difficulties in that action, that made me tremble; In fine, I reſolved to run the hazard, and after I had ardently recommended my ſelf to the conduct of Heaven, and commanded <hi>Clitie</hi> to ſtay with the reſt of my train, and hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der their neerer approach while I talk'd with <hi>Caeſario,</hi> I advanc'd alone with my Governeſs to that alley upon the banks of <hi>Nilus.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
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My timerous apprehenſion ſcarce left me ſtrength enough to guide my ſteps to the place was deſign'd for the interview: but when I was come ſo neer to diſcern him, as he walked with <hi>Eteocles,</hi> a chill ſtuddering crept through all my body; affection, joy, and fear ſeizing my ſoul at the ſame time, with effects ſo violent, as they wanted but little of betraying them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves and me with too great a noiſe.</p>
               <p>'Twas well <hi>Clitie</hi> prepar'd me for this encounter; for had I met <hi>Caeſario</hi> alive in the hight of my deſpair, it was much to be feared that ſudden ſurprizal would either have forced my weakneſs, or tranſport, to have blab'd the truth. As I made my approaches neerer (in ſpight of his artificial complexion) I eaſily reviv'd my acquaintance with the lovely features, with the face, motions of his eyes, his ſhape and port, wherein there was ſomething ſo noble as none could imitate. Nor had he an eaſier task to contain himſelf from falling at my feet to expreſs what he felt, in the proper Dialect of paſſion, which doubtleſs was as head-ſtrong and hard to be kept within the reigns of moderation as mine: but underſtanding the language of a ſigne I made him with my hand, he kept himſelf ſtill in his place, and when I was come upon the other ſide the Alley right againſt him, I took up my ſtation about ſix or ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven paces from his; in the mean time <hi>Clitie</hi> ſtaid thoſe that were coming after above two hundred paces behind us, telling them that I was in ſuch a meloncholly mood that day, as I could not endure any company about me, and to that purpoſe had commanded her to leave me alone with my Governeſs <hi>Eurinoe.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I had now fixt attentive regard upon my oppoſite object, and curiouſly ſeeking <hi>Caeſario</hi> through his dusky diſguiſe, by the help of thoſe directions my heart had given me, I eaſily found him; but all I could yet ſay to congratulate his ſafety, was told him by my Eyes, was non-pluſt, when the Prince, who had more courage than I, to command ſuch diſturbances, expreſſing that preface of reſpect in the Prologue of his looks, which he durſt not adventure to act in the ſight of ſo many obſervers: <q>You doubt Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> you ſtill doubt for the true <hi>Caeſario,</hi> yes Madam I am <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and ſtill alive for you and your royal intereſts, <hi>Caeſario</hi> drawn by the hand of a miraculous providence, from the brink of his tomb, that he might draw you from Captivity and oppreſſion; this life which the arms of ſo many E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemies could not cut away from your ſervice, is come again to your feet to re-dedicate it at your Altar, and contrive the faccrifice to more advantage, than it did in the raſh aſſault of that laſt danger, from which the Gods ſo ſtrangely retreated it, and <hi>Caeſario</hi> appears be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore you in a diſguiſe that is poſſible unworthy of his courage, but very neceſſary to hide and hatch his deſign for your ſervice.</q>
               </p>
               <p>So ſoon as <hi>Caeſario</hi> began to ſpeak, his voice compleated my diſcovery of his perſon; and now diſcarding every little ſcruple that my fearful diſtruſt had entertained, after I had beheld him with an eye, that in part repreſented the paſſionate motions within me: <q>
                     <hi>Caeſario, ſaid I,</hi> my dear <hi>Caeſario,</hi> if I have coſt you too much blood, I have paid you in tears, and your eye will eaſily trace the markes of a true grief in my face, which are all coppied from thoſe deeper impreſſions that your falſe death hath made in my heart. I have already learned too much of that from <hi>Clitie, reply'd Caeſario,</hi> and though theſe pale proofs of your incompa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable goodneſs are a thouſand times dearer to me, than that life which the hand of Heaven ſnatch'd back from the jaws of Ruine; yet I cannot receive this glorious effect of my for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune by ſuch an intelligence, nor look upon the injuries have been offer'd to thoſe divine beauties without a parallell grief to the ſame that inflicted them; fear not my dear <hi>Coeſar,</hi> I ſhall quickly clear up theſe clouds again, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> ſince your life is reſtored me, and after the recovery of you, the looſs of my Crown is no longer capable to afflict me; all that now lies heavy at my heart, Is the fear I have for you, and I cannot conſider you ſo neer your cruelleſt enemies without feeling an inforcement from my apprehenſions to moderate the ſenſe of my happineſs. For the Gods ſake <hi>Caeſario,</hi> be dearer to your ſelf; and ſince by the help of Heaven you have pull'd the oppreſſion of a mortal grief from my ſoul, that had buried all my joys in your ſuppoſed grave; as you love me and my life, let not the neglect of your ſafety, relapſe me to my former miſeries. Madam, I am now reſolv'd for your ſake, <hi>reply'd Caeſario,</hi> ſince you are pleaſed to ordain it, to ſet the guard of greater care upon my life than ever, and I beg your pardon for forcing it to leape ſuch a preci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pice of danger to ſo little purpoſe, at a time when poſſible it would not have ſtood idle or uſeleſs in your ſervice. Indeed <hi>Caeſario</hi> you have reaſon, <hi>ſaid</hi> I, to plead pardon for this of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fence; for though you had ſtudied all your life to diſoblige me, you could not have found out any other way to hurt my heart with ſo deep a diſpleaſure: but tell me now how For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune contriv'd it to keep you ſtill in the world, and in what manner you deceiv'd the eies of ſo many thouſands that ſaw you fall off your Horſe without life, among thoſe Carkaſſes that ſtrewed the Field. If you pleaſe, Madam, <hi>reply'd Caeſario,</hi> we will rather reſerve that ſtory for a time when you may have libertie to allow me a longer audience, and I cannot now
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contract it in ſo narrow a volume, as not to give your followers cauſe to paſs a dangerous interception upon your ſtay in this place; I will only tell you, that the Plot is laid, and the Engines all at work for the dilivery and re-eſtabliſhment of your Perſon and Fortunes, that four or five of your beſt Cities are already at our devotion, that we keep an intelligence in <hi>Meroe</hi> it ſelf, and in ſhort time (if heaven do's not frown upon our Enterpriſe) I ſhall be able to knock off all your chains, and mount you the lofty throne of your Anceſtors by breaking the cruel uſurpers neck from thence. If that hope, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> can endow my joyes with any capacity of addition, after the aſſurance of your ſafety, it muſt be only for your intereſts, and then my content will reach perfection, when I ſhall have power with my ſelf to beſtow a Crown upon you, which my Fathers intentions, and my own inclinations had alwaies aſſign'd you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In all probability, <hi>Caeſario</hi> had fram'd a becoming reply to this obliging language, when turning my eye aſide, I ſaw <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> appear at the Alleys end, in the head of a numerous train, coming towards us: I was ſtartled at this ſight with the extreams of fear and aver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion: and no longer daring to venture my <hi>Caeſario</hi> neer me, <hi>See</hi> ſaid I haſtily, <hi>Tyribaſus is coming hither, retire in time and let me ſee you here again three days hence.</hi> He made me no other anſwer than a low inclination with his head, and ſeeing me purſue my walk, he turn'd with <hi>Eteocles</hi> into another Alley to avoid the encounter of <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> and thoſe that followed me.</p>
               <p>The contentment of my ſoul (which breaking through the diſguiſe I intruded it) was leaped up from thence into my looks, made me then ſuffer the ſight of <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> with a cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer temper than at other times; and though he could conſtrue no kindneſs to himſelf in my face, yet I remember that I treated him with leſs impatience than ordinary, and my <hi>Caeſar</hi> reviving killed the greateſt cauſe of my hatred, I reſtrained that day a part of thoſe reproaches with which I uſually entertained him.</p>
               <p>When I was retired to my apartment, all the perſons that ſerved me might eaſily perceive the ſudden change of my humour, and though my experience could point at none that deſerved my ſuſpicion, yet I ſtrictly forbad my Governeſs and <hi>Clitie</hi> to im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>part a ſyllable of what they knew to any, for fear the weakneſs of ſome among them ſhould betray the ſecret, and indeed it carried too geeat an importance to be ſafely truſted in many breaſts; for thoſe two that were partners in it, I knew they had diſcretion and fidelity enough to keep it againſt the cruelleſt menaces of death, and they managed it ſo prudently, as none of their words or actions ever left any hold for the leaſt ſuſpition to faſten on.</p>
               <p>Having thus recovered my gaſping joyes by ſuch an unexpected kindneſs of fortune, I had much ado to moderate their exceſs, and I paſs'd a large part of the firſt night and the fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowing day with my two confidents, in an entertainment very different from thoſe lamen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>table diſcourſes and complaints that had ſwallowed ſo many of their Predeceſſors. <hi>Now my</hi> Caeſario <hi>is not dead,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>I will not beſtow one ſingle ſigh upon the loſs of my Crown, ſince my hopes are ſtill alive to recover it, ſo long as my</hi> Caeſar <hi>is ſo.</hi> I had conſigned him the third day to meet me in the garden; though I made it my daily walk, but I durſt not ſee him too often, for fear our frequent interviews ſhould direct my ſervants to a dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gerous curioſity.</p>
               <p>He came according to appointment: our diſcourſe was very ſhort, but filled with inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>changed vows of a never-dying affection, and during one month and a half I thus ſtill ſaw him twice a week. He alwaies croſs'd the <hi>Nilus</hi> to the Garden in a little boat, and very ſecurely; for though he had been taken in the matter, that walk upon the bank was ſo common, as none would have thought it ſtrange.</p>
               <p>He employed all the times I told you of in the conduct of his ſecret practices for my delive<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rance, at firſt being utterly deſtitute of men, victuals, monie, every thing that neceſſity re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quired for the owning of an open war againſt <hi>Tyribaſus;</hi> at every viſit he rendered me a ſhort account of what had paſſed, and by this means I underſtood the intelligence he kept with all the honeſt party of the Kingdom, by the agency of <hi>Telemachus</hi> and <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> with whom he had ſeveral meetings by night, and by whoſe means he had drawn five or ſix of the beſt Cities in <hi>Aethiopia</hi> to his party, every day was witneſs to a hopeful encreaſe of his petty num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bers, and he now ſtaid the ſtriking of a conſiderable blow, but for a little better condition to make it hit the ſurer.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the conſolation I received from theſe hopes, called back the baniſhed blood into my cheeks, and I appeared to every eye in as perfect a poſſeſſion of health and colour, as ever my life had been acquainted with.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Caeſario</hi> ſaw this change with unexpreſſable contentment, but the return of this little beauty that kindled them, did now more than ever enrage the flames of <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> and ſtill as he
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felt his paſſion grow more unruly, ſo he preſſed me to eſpouſe him, with a more imperious importunity than before he had practiſed. I defended my ſelf from his batteries with the ſame diſdain of his perſon that had ſo often repuls'd him: but now he began to aſſault me with an invincible obſtinacy, and in fine, became ſo inſolent, as one day after he had treated me very rudely: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> ſince I ſee you ſtill take a tyrannous pride to abuſe the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect I have ſhewn you, and provoke me to deſtroy all the conſiderations that flowed from that Fountain, I muſt take leave to tell you, that I will now rouze and arm that power in my own behalf, that has ſlumber'd ſo long in the arms of my injur'd patience: You ſhall only have eight days more to obtain a reſolution of your ſelf to eſpouſe me; and if in that time you fail to overcome your obſtinacy, I ſhall know well enough how to oblige you to it in ſpight of your averſion.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Before he departed my Chamber, he openly confirmed this menace with deep Oaths in the preſence of all his followers, which on the ſudden ſo decreſted my ſpirit as I could not command courage enough to return him a ſyllable.</p>
               <p>The very ſame day I met <hi>Caeſario</hi> in the Garden, who flew into ſuch a fury at the relation I gave him of this laſt paſſage, as he had much ado to reſtrain himſelf from going to give the Tyrant death in the midſt of a thouſand ſwords, where infallibly he would have found his own; but his paſſion (in homage to the reaſons I urged) fell at laſt by degrees to a cooler temper, and after he had taken ſome time to ſcan the advice of every thought; <q>
                     <hi>Tyribaſus, ſaid he,</hi> has forced me by his violence to precipitate a deſign, which is not yet ready to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cloſe, and whereof the ſucceſs will not probably be ſuch as I might have promis'd my ſelf, had it ſtaid for a maturer birth, but of this he ſhall be ſure, that I will either periſh with many partners in my quarrel, or ſtain the ſaffron robes of his expected <hi>Hymen,</hi> with the black blood that is neereſt his perfidious heart.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He ſaid no more, but preſently after parted from me without prefixing either time or place for our next meeting, I retired to my Chamber trembling at the threats of both the Rivals, and if on one ſide I feared the violence of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> on the other I could do no leſs than ſhudder at the thoughts of thoſe grinning dangers which <hi>Caeſario</hi> was going to attempt for my relief.</p>
               <p>This aguiſh fit of fear held me divers daies without intermiſſion; during which <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> redoubled my terrours by many evident proofs that he meant his menaces, and the publick preparations he made for his marriage would not let me find the leaſt flaw in his reſolution, I ſhould ſooner have choſen to have lain alone in my grave, than received ſuch a partner in my bed, but I was then reduced to ſuch a wretched condition, as my fancy could glide at no particular that lay in the way to my wiſhes, which did not repreſent the face of terror, and I ſaw my ſelf beſieged with ſo many pregnant cauſes of fear, as I found it utterly impoſſible to calm my inquietudes.</p>
               <p>I detain your attention too long in this troubleſome paſſage, and 'tis now time to lead it to the lateſt accidents of my life.</p>
               <p>The ſixth day was already paſs'd, with a great part of the ſucceeding night, ſince <hi>Tyri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>baſus</hi> dated my ſad expectations, when we were waked with a thundring noiſe which we heard in the ſtreets of <hi>Meroe,</hi> that principally bent the loudeſt clamour at the Pallace-gates, where there was fought a very great and furious Combat. <hi>Caeſario</hi> by means unknown to me, was come that night into the City, after he had cunningly, by degrees, ſlipt in 4000 valiant men before him at ſeveral gates, by the help of a ſpreading intelligence that he kept in all parts of the City, and marching in their van directly to the Palace, he had attacked the out-guards, and fought it ſo ſucceſsfully, as all thoſe that defended the firſt Gates were cut in pieces, and the furious <hi>Caeſario</hi> was already broke into the Court, where he made whole brooks of Rebels bloud on all ſides.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> whom the loud alarm had wakened, was quickly got upon his feet, and cauſing arms arms to be cryed in every quarter, by that means he called all the Guard that belonged to his perſon about him; a hundred Torches were lighted up in an inſtant, and being got by their direction out of his Chamber, he would fain have run where the noiſe called him, but the confuſion diſtracted his thoughts, and by this time he heard it was come round about him; for at the ſame time that <hi>Caeſario</hi> with 2000 men, had opened himſelf a paſſage at the great Gate, his two friends, <hi>Telimachus</hi> and <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> each with a thouſand at his heels, had broke in at two other Gates behind, that were but ſlightly guarded, and by three ſeveral ways <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ribaſus</hi> ſaw his Enemies enter the Palace, putting all to the ſword they encountred, and ſend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing up a loud cry where ever they came <hi>Long live our Queen</hi> Candace, <hi>and let the Tyrant of</hi> Aethiopia <hi>die, kill the Tyrant.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> in ſpight of all his courage, could not chuſe but tremble at this ſurprizal, but en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavouring to diſpell his amazement with as much promptitude as poſſible, he ran with his
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ſword in his hand with all thoſe that had taken the alarm, to the head of the great ſtairs, and had begun to deſcend ſome of the firſt ſteps, when he ſaw the valiant <hi>Caeſario</hi> all covered with bloud, coming up to encounter him, and having left off his black Mask, <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> by Torch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>light preſently knew him: his aſtoniſhment was ſtrangely redoubled to ſee the dead come back from their Graves to procure his ruine, but his reaſon had no time to track that adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture to the Fountain, and <hi>Caeſario</hi> no ſooner ſpyed him, but fiercely ſpringing towards him with nought but terrour in his looks and actions, <hi>Thou muſt dye</hi> Tyribaſus, ſaid he, <hi>Tyrant thou muſt dye. Tyribaſus</hi> was affrighted at the Menace, and though perhaps at another time he would not have refuſed Combat againſt <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> yet than finding his forces too feeble to maintain it, and knowing beſides if he could but avoid that encounter, and recover the City, his party would ſoon be the ſtrongeſt, he turned his back upon his Rival, and thruſting him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf among his men, he ran with all the haſt he could make towards a door that he ſpyed open: <hi>Caeſario</hi> furiouſly purſued him with his ſword at his Reins, and divers of his men (deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perately pawning their lives to preſerve their Maſters) oppoſed his paſſage and if they were unfortunate enough to fall under the ſteel and rage of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Son, at leaſt they gave <hi>Tiryba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus</hi> time to gain the door, and from thence croſſing the next Chamber, by a little pair of ſtairs (wherewith he was well acquainted) ſlipping down without the leaſt reſiſtance in the Court, and there mingled himſelf with the tumultuous throng he paſſed undiſcovered from thence into the ſtreets.</p>
               <p>In the mean time you may eaſily judge how ſtrongly my Soul was alarm'd, the noiſe had waked me at the firſt irruption, and my imagination quickly conſtruing the cauſe, I ſtarted out of my Bed, and ran to the window that looked into the Court, from whence, by the light of divers Torches, I beheld a part of the ſlaughter. I had heard as well the cries of dy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing men, as of thoſe that cauſed them, among which I often diſtinguiſhed the voice of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> after I ſaw he had made himſelf Maſter of the Court, I loſt ſight of him when he mounted the great ſtairs, and I was painfully ſuffering the ignorance of what had befallen him there, when I heard the Soldiers cry out in ſeveral quarters of the Palace, that the Tyrant had ſaved himſelf.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as <hi>Caeſario</hi> knew <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> was got into the City, he did not doubt but he would quickly raiſe a party beſides his ſtanding Militia that would out-number the Soldiers he had with him, and from thence concluding his Forces incapable to reſiſt him upon equal terms: after he had cleared the Palace by the death and defeat of all thoſe that kept it, he cauſed the Gates to be ſhut, and ſet guards upon every paſſage, reſolving to defend himſelf there, till the arrival of ſome ſupplies that he took but a few moments to range his men in the ſame or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der they were to obſerve for defenſe of the Horſe, and when he had put every requiſite in its due place, as well as that ſhort time would permit him, he came to my Chamber, fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed by his Governour <hi>Eteocles,</hi> and twenty or thirty Soldiers beſides, I trembled in every part when I ſaw him come towards me covered with bloud, and was utterly unable to bring forth one word, when throwing himſelf at my feet, and embracing my knees with an action wholly paſſionate, he ſtayed a little while in that poſture, and then riſing again from thence; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> we have done but half our work, the Tyrant is not dead, but we are able to put your perſon beyond the reach of his power, he is now doubtleſs raiſing Forces in the City to come back and aſſault us; I cannot Madam, abandon thoſe loyal Souls, whom I have engaged in this Enterprize for your ſervice, without a baſeneſs that I dare not be guilty of; and my honour enjoyns me, ſince I have led them to this Labyrinth of danger, to run their fortune: but for you we have contrived a ſafe retreat, if your Majeſty aproves it; I ſhall only lead you through the Garden, to a Veſſel that waits there, by the banks of <hi>Nilus,</hi> which (fortified with a ſufficient number of men) under the conduct of my Governour <hi>Eteocles</hi> and <hi>Telimachus,</hi> the faithfulleſt of all your Subjects, will carry you to the City of <hi>Baſſa,</hi> which is totally at your devotion; it will coſt you but ſix hours time to go thither, where I hope to kiſs your hands before to morrows Sun ſhall hide his head in the Weſtern Ocean: beſides, what I owe to my honour, and my friends, the conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration of your Intereſts will detain me here, whereby the ſuccour of ſome additional num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bers, whoſe coming up is expected every hour, I hope to determine all your affairs, and though the event of this deſign ſhould fall ſhort of what my expectations promiſe me, I ſhall ſtill have left me an infallible way to preſerve my life, and ſafely conduct my ſelf before to<g ref="char:EOLunhyphen"/>morrow night, to the City I named you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This was <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s propoſition, which I combated with all the arguments could be raiſed from my indiſpoſition to deſert him in ſo manifeſt a danger, but he proteſted ſo ſolemnly that he had an aſſured means to ſlipp the peril when he pleaſed, and ſave himſelf, and often falling at my feet, conjured me to grant his requeſt with ſuch undeniable reaſons, as at laſt my aver<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> ſlow loſt the victory; however I told him, that if I found him a deceiver in the promiſe he had
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made me to ſecure himſelf, he ſhould carry the guilt of my death to the other world without my pardon. He lead me over a great number of dead bodies, that the ſlaughter had ſtrewed about the Garden, from the ſight of which I took much horrour, and from thence to the bank of <hi>Nilus,</hi> where we found a boat guarded with three or four men, ready to receive us: I ſtept into it with <hi>Eteocles</hi> and <hi>Telimachus,</hi> and a dozen of the Soldiers, which were all the boat could well contain, being only deſigned for our conduct to a greater Veſſel, that waited our coming at the mouth of the River: Of all my Maids only <hi>Clitie</hi> and two of her Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panions attended me, the reſt had been driven by fear to hide themſelves in ſeveral corners, ſo that we had not ſeen any of them ſince the firſt alarm, and of my officers there were only three or four that followed me; when I came to ſet my foot into the boat, and divide my ſelf from my dear <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> I could not forbear to embrace him before ſo many witneſſes, and when I gave him my laſt adieu, the tears ſtarted from my eyes in great abundance: <q>
                     <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon, ſaid I,</hi> be ſure you remember my abode upon earth has the ſame date with yours, and that cannot laviſhly neglect your own life, without a careleſſe contempt of mine.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words the boat went off from the bank, and immediately we heard a horrid noiſe in the Palace, from thence concluding, <hi>Tyribaſus</hi> returned with forces from the City, had renewed the Combat: Gods! what exceſſive torture did I ſuffer from my timerous ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſions, how laviſh were my vows, and what coſtly ſacrifices did I promiſe Heaven for <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s ſafety! <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who ever kept himſelf near me, ſtrove with all the ſtrength of his reaſon to tame the tempeſts of my inquietudes, and to leſſen the credit of my fears, he aſſured me, that 15000 armed men, drawn from thoſe Cities, that <hi>Caeſario</hi> had ſecretly reconciled to their old obedience, would at break of day be ready to force the Gates of <hi>Meroe,</hi> and ſtrike a conſiderable blow, for my ſervice, and his Princes ſafety.</p>
               <p>My knowledge that <hi>Eteocles</hi> was ever juſtly accounted preciſely honeſt, ſhould not let me refuſe ſome faith to his words; in the mean time under the conduct of him and <hi>Telema<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chus</hi> (a perſon very eminent among the <hi>Aethiopians</hi> for birth and vertue) we gently glided down that arm of <hi>Nilus,</hi> till we arrived at the main channel where the Veſſel waited us. The <hi>Nile</hi> brings up ſhips to that place, of as great a bulk and burden, as any that ride the Ocean. We found the Veſſel manned with two hundred Soldiers, and going aboard about the birth of day, we followed the current with all the haſte we could make, by the help of Oar and Canvas.</p>
               <p>It was no ordinary example of Caprichio, to ſee the lawful Queen to one of the greateſt and moſt puiſſant Kingdoms in the world, expoſed in one ſingle bottom to the mercy of ſuch men as ſhe never knew, though beſides <hi>Eteocles,</hi> they were all born my ſubjects; yet this condition, narrow as it was, to me was far ſweeter, and more ſupportable, than to ſtay ſtill in the power of <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> at a time when he was ready to abuſe it in ſo barbarous a man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, by the violence he intended to my perſon; but Heavens! how remote was I to that Port of repoſe which I thought ſo near me! and how unfortunately did I break away from one danger to ſtep into the jaws of another, that was far greater and more mercileſs! We had now two hours work to reach the City we bent at, which was ſeated about 10 or 12 furlongs from the bank of <hi>Nilus,</hi> when we deſerved four ſhips of War very near us, that not only oppoſed our paſſage, but ſurrounded our Veſſel on all ſides, before we had time to think of a retreat, commanded us to throw down our Arms, and yield our ſelves upon pain of death.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eteocles</hi> and <hi>Telemachus</hi> (both very ſtout and couragious) ſuppoſing thoſe Ships were ſent in purſuit of ours by <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> reſolved to periſh in defence of that dear pawn <hi>Caeſario</hi> had truſted to their hands, and without regard to the number of their Enemies, began to repulſe them very valiantly; their reſiſtance procured their ruine, and thoſe cruel men with whom we diſputed our liberty, after a very obſtinate and bloudy conteſt, which coſt the lives of many of their Companions, at laſt they overflowed us with an inundation of number, and boarding our veſſel on every ſide, put all to the ſword without diſtinction, the valiant <hi>Tele<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>machus,</hi> whoſe fidelity deſerved a better deſtiny, was killed with the firſt, all our Soldiers cut in pieces after him, only <hi>Eteocles</hi> ſtill defended himſelf (being recoiled with his back againſt the top of the Deck) though with no other hope than to ſell his life ſomething dearer than the reſt of his Companions, when animated with an extraordinary courage, and an eager deſire to preſerve a man, whoſe grand ſervices had rendered him ſo dear to <hi>Caeſario,</hi> I boldly ſtept into that ſcene of danger, and demanded his life of him I took for the Captain of our Enemies.</p>
               <p>The barbarous <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> for ſo the Pirate was called, having coſt his eyes upon my viſage, and found ſomething there that obliged him to accord me the life of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> called off his men from the Combat, and gave him his life juſt when the danger was ready to enroll him
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among Death's Captives; he preſently took me out of that Veſſel defiled with carcaſſes and blood, and cauſed me to paſs into another of his that was next it, with all the perſons that were now left, which were only <hi>Eteocles</hi> and my three women.</p>
               <p>At theſe words <hi>Eliſa</hi> regarding the Queen with a fixed eye; <q>How Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> was it then by the Pirate <hi>Zenodorus</hi> you were taken; The very ſame <hi>reply'd Candace,</hi> and that famous Rober not content to make his depradations by Sea, was come up the <hi>Nilus</hi> very far into our Provinces, where he had taken ſome rich prizes, and rendered himſelf the moſt redoubled of all thoſe that ever skimmed this Ocean; Alas! <hi>added the fair Eliſa,</hi> what an infinite of tears has that Monſter coſt me? But Madam, <hi>purſued ſhe,</hi> do not interrupt your diſcourſe, you ſhall underſtand when my ſtory comes to tread the Stage, by what ſad mark I know the Pirate <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> and how near a conformity and alliance the hand of provi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence has made between our laſt adventure.</q>
               </p>
               <p>You may judge Madam, <hi>continued the fair Queen,</hi> to what a lamentable condition I found my ſelf reduced by this ſtrange diſaſter, from the hands of an ambitious, and amorous man that I fled, I ſaw my ſelf fallen into the power of a pitileſs wretch, that knew neither Faith nor Honour, of a Barbarian known upon all the Sea by his cruelty; and in fine, of a Mon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, from whom I could not expect leſs than all the inhumanities I was capable of reſenting: this horrid ſpectacle crimſoned with the vital blood of all my men, ſtruck freſh Ideas of ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour in my memory, and the preſence of thoſe Tygres that breathed nothing but murder and maſſacre, might well have wrought the ſame frightful effects upon any other ſpirit, though better fortified than mine to reſiſt them; and indeed my courage was brought ſo low, as I let my ſelf fall half dead upon the Deck when the conſideration of this laſt calamity, almoſt ſet me a ſwimming in my own tears.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eteocles,</hi> though he had received ſome ſlight wounds in ſeveral places, kept himſelf near my perſon, and kneeling by me, ſupported my head upon his boſom, while <hi>Clitie</hi> with her two companions, were all fallen at my feet, and become partners of my woe, then it was that all my conſtancy forſook the Liſts, I deteſted my unfortunate birth, and upbraided Heaven it ſelf with the cruel ſeries of my miſeries, a thouſand times did I call death to my reſcue, and condemned my cowardiſe, that I did not firſt tender my throat to the ſteel of thoſe Barba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rians that butchered our Souldiers.</p>
               <p>The Pirates that had long been habituated to ſuch ſpectacles of pity, melted no more than rocks at my deſolation, but their Captain found ſome beauty in my face that a little ſoftned his ſavage humours, and made him capable of ſome ſentiments of humanity: at firſt my ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row had his ſilent attention, and whether he was not yet moved enough to expreſs any ſigns of Compaſſion, or thought thoſe firſt exceſſes of my grief would ſtrike me deaf to his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, he ſat a pretty while upon a ſeat he had choſen, and ſaw my tears run from me with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out ſo much as offering to come nearer, but a little after he came towards me, and taking ſome time to contemplate my face before he ſpoke, and endeavouring to ſend away as much fierceneſs from his looks as poſſible: <hi>Fair Lady,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>do not afflict thy ſelf ſo exceedingly, thy beauty has found favour amongſt us, and perhaps thou art not ſo unhappy as thou thinkeſt thy ſelf.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I was buried ſo deep in the conſideration of my miſery, as it would not let me have leiſure to regard the Pirates words that carried ſo little proportion to my dignity, and he received neither anſwer, nor ſo much as one ſingle look, that could let him know he was underſtood. This gave him a belief that I had no skill in the Greek Tongue, in which he ſpoke, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore tranſlating his words into the <hi>Aethiopan</hi> language; <q>I tell thee, <hi>ſaid he, with a look that had put on more mildneſs than before,</hi> you may ceaſe your laments, and dimiſſe all your fears, ſince you are in a place where your beauty has given you much power.</q> I knew not how to ſhape an anſwer to this diſcourſe; but <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who was leſs troubled than I, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore had more judgement at the helm, perceiving my perplexity was willing to ſpare me the pains, and taking his eyes from my viſage where they had been long faſtned, to place them upon the Pirates. <q>My Lord, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> if you uſe theſe advantages you have gotten upon us with moderation, the Gods will be engaged to reward your generoſity: This Lady whom you ſee is my Daughter, we were retiring into <hi>Egypt</hi> (whence we took our firſt Original) from the Civil Wars that troubled <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> when we fell into your hands, and if we receive ſuch a treatment as our hopes encourage us to expect from your goodneſs, we are not of ſo baſe an extraction, nor yet ſo deſpoiled of Fortunes favours, but we may find a way to acknowledge your courteſie, and redeem our Liberties at a conſider<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able ranſom.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Zenodorus</hi> ſmiled at <hi>Eteocles</hi> words, and regarding him with a diſdainful look: <hi>For thy Ran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſom,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>we ſhall talk at leiſure, but for thy Daughters, thou wilt hardly find treaſure e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough to pay the price of her liberty.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="207" facs="tcp:62615:108"/>
If I took ſome ſatisfaction from <hi>Eteocles</hi> words, wherein he had cunningly diſguiſed my condition, I received no leſs diſpleaſure at the Pirates, which preſently taught me to divine a large part of that miſchief that ſuddenly ſucceeded. Gods! what ſad reflections did I then make upon the miſeries of my life; what a languiſhing defect of courage did I feel to ſuppoſe the diſcovery of this approaching danger.</p>
               <p>The Pirate cauſed me to be taken from that place, and laid upon a bed, when ſeating him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf at my bolſter, he ſtrove with his natural rudeneſs for the ſweeteſt words he could find to comfort me, but he found me ſo unapt to reſent his officious care, as judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, it would ask ſome time to compoſe my inquietudes, he releaſed me to the advice of my pillow for the reſt of that day: he was contented my Chamber ſhould be free to my ſelf, to <hi>Eteocles</hi> and my Maids, and when I ſaw my ſelf alone, with only thoſe confidents about me, I took a greater liberty than before to pour out my complaints and ſcan my deplo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable condition.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eteocles</hi> endeavoured to deceive my ſorrows, and charm their bittereſt pangs with all the comfort thathis reaſon could urge, telling me that there was hope left that a ranſome might procure my freedom of thoſe perſons, whoſe ſwords had only been drawn by a greedineſs of getting but an indiſpenſible neceſſity of concealing my name and condition, for fear, when he knew me, the hope of a conſiderable gain, might oblige the Pirate to put me once more into the hands of <hi>Tyribaſus.</hi> I ſaw much probability in <hi>Eteocles</hi> words, and ſtriving to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firm the Pirates opinion, that I was his daughter, in his preſence I ever paid him a filial reſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect, and to make the diſguiſe ſit ſurer, he alwaies aſſumed ſome authority over me.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the Ships that carried us, as if the winds had become confederates with Fortune's malice, went away with an admirable diligence, and I ſaw my ſelf ſtill father re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coil, not only from the hopes of liberty, but all poſſibility of ſeeing <hi>Caeſario</hi> for a long time, nay probably my whole life, whom I had abandoned in ſo manifeſt a danger: the remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of him threw down all the fortifications my conſtancy could raiſe to reſiſt my anguiſh, and when we had left the <hi>Nilus</hi> at our backs, and began to ride the open Ocean at the will of our Maſters, who rejected all the propoſitions <hi>Eteocles</hi> had made them to ſell us our liberties, I was ready to reſign the remains of all my courage, and commit my miſeries to the fatal cure of thoſe waters, to which I had my ſelf ſo lately condemn'd; but I then receiv'd a freſh addition to my grief, that diſplaid a greater horror in the face of my misfortune than ever, and the cruelty of my deſtiny deſired it, that the perfidious <hi>Zenodorus</hi> ſhould in effect reſent ſomething in my face which was capable to kindle his reflection, it was that taught him to miſprize the offers of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> and poiſing the unbridled power he had over me, reſpect was too weak to reſiſt the rudeneſs of his nature, and conceal his paſſion, yet he ſtruggled with himſelf to poliſh his behaviour in my preſence as much as poſſible, and aboarding me one day, with more humility in his mind than ordinary: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> my loſſes do much out<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>weigh my gains in this adventure, and you are not ſo much our priſoner by the right of arms, as I am yours by that invincible authority, your beauty exerciſes upon me, we have now changed our condition, and I feel my ſelf reduced to implore your pity inſtead of that neceſſity your thoughts may create you of mine.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words aſſaulted my Soul with a very ſenſible diſpleaſure, but by the moderation of my outward deportment, reſolving to make the advice of <hi>Eteocles</hi> my leſſon, for fear of ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſperating that brutiſh ſpirit to extremities againſt me, I kept my indignation in a ſhorter chain, than I had otherwiſe done, had I ſimply followed the motives of my own diſpoſition: <q>
                     <hi>Zenodorus, ſaid I,</hi> it poſes me to conceive how my beauty ſhould keep any power in this E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtate to which you have reduced me, ſince if it were true that it had produced ſuch effects upon your ſpirit as you ſpeak of, you would ſhew the proofs of your affection in the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtauration of my liberty, upon thoſe conditions my Father has propos'd, which would e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternally oblige me to you, abate but our ſeparation, <hi>reply'd the Pyrate,</hi> and your deſires cannot name another thing that ſhall meet my refuſal; and indeed I did not think you could have demanded your liberty, in a place where you are not only free, but ſoveraign and abſolute Miſtreſs: I cannot conceive dearer teſtimonies of affection, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> than ſuch as will impower me to do that of my own free choice, which you can only attribute to cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tivity and conſtraint.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Zenodorus</hi> made me no other anſwer to theſe words, than a nod with his head, which was eaſie to be conſtrued in a right ſenſe; that he was far from condeſcending to what I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſted.</p>
               <p>This was the firſt open diſcovery that he made me of his paſſion, but after he had broke the Ice, he plagued me with perpetual importunities; I forbore to treat him harſhly, as much as poſſible, that I might ſtill keep him in terms of reſpect, and put by thoſe violences I had cauſe to fear from a man of his condition, but ſometimes I could not ſo nicely ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve
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the ſtrict rules my caution had impoſed, nor keep on the mask ſo cunningly, as not to betray my contempt of his perſon, with ſuch a repugnance, as ſtrangled all the hopes he had foſtered.</p>
               <p>Ten or twelve dayes had added themſelves to the age of time, before we returned to tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſe the bounds of modeſty, he tells me, that though he might ſerve himſelf of all thoſe ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantages the right of arms had given him over me, yet he loved me with too much ardour and eſtimation to ſeek any other than the legitimate way of Marriage to enjoy me, then to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tice me to this alliance, he would fall a diſplaying his puiſſance, and vantingly tell me, that he was not only the mightieſt of all the Rovers that ranged thoſe Seas, in the number of Ships that ſailed in ſeveral Squadrons, under the command of him and his Lieutenants, but that the world had many Soveraign Princes (which if the competition were fairly decided) would prove his inferiors for ſtrength and riches.</p>
               <p>I ſometimes made ſemblance to lend attention and obſervance to his words, but I could not long belie my ſelf, and if in ſome one day in my actions he found complaiſance, he could not chuſe but mark my true born thoughts in a thouſand others, which I had no power to diſſemble. At laſt he peceived I had abuſed him, and that thoſe flexures of Civility which all this time he had forced to ſwim againſt the ſtream of his natural rudeneſs, on purpoſe to gain my heart, had been laid out in vain; this diſcovery urged him to chooſe a more uneven path to his ends; and one day after he had waſted ſome hours in my company, perceiving his deſigns to advance but ſlowly: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid</hi> he, ſince I ſee all my Civilities have been loſt upon you, I have henceforth decreed it to ſeek ſome other means for my own ſatisfaction, I muſt now therefore tell you, that if you diſpoſe not your ſelf to let me have it by frre vote of your own conſent, you muſt reſolve to ſee me ſtruggle for it with more ſucceſs than I have done formerly.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He accompanied this firſt menace with divers others of the ſame mo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>d, that almoſt ſtruck me dead with apprehenſion, and after that day he began to treat me with an air more imperious and abſolute, than ever his looks had put on before.</p>
               <p>Then did I ſee my ſad condition wound up to the very extreams of miſery, and I fear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully expected every moment when the Barbarians violence ſhould aſſay to bereave me of that which was a thouſand times dearer than my life, and had never been attacqu'd in all my former misfortunes.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as I ſaw my ſelf at liberty to talk with my maids, without being over-heard by the Pirates: <q>Come <hi>ſaid I,</hi> my dear Companions in miſery, 'tis time to think of dying, For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune had not haraſſed us all this time with ſupportable calamities, but to obſerve a method in her miſchiefs, and at laſt compleat the tragedy ſhe intended: this honour which we prize above our lives, is now ready to become a prey to Barbarians, if a generous reſolution do's not reſcue it by the hand of death from the ſhame it prepared us; let us diſpoſe our ſelves to take this only antidote that is left to preſerve it, and fear not to make uſe of Wa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters or Steel to void an ignominy, which is a thouſand times worſe than thoſe tortures that carry the greateſt horrour.</q>
               </p>
               <p>To theſe words ſucceeded many others that diſplaid the unquiet agitations of my ſpirit, and ſometimes (though abſent and remote as he was) addreſſing my ſpeech to <hi>Caeſario.</hi> 
                  <q>Ah Son of <hi>Caeſar, would I ſay,</hi> how welcome would thy ſuccour arrive to ſilence the threats, and ſtop the mouth of this danger! how deeply mighteſt thou oblige me in neglecting the intereſts of my ſtate, to run to the defence of my honour? but oh Gods! <hi>continued I,</hi> how vainly do I call thee to my aſſiſtance? poſſible thou art no more in the number of mankind, but haſt rendered thy ſpirit under the arms of the treacherous <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> and the Gods have laid this puniſhment upon me with the hand of Juſtice, for leaving thee ſo cowardly in the mouth of a devouring danger for my intereſts.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words were ſucceeded with ſeveral actions of the ſame ſtrain: but if my grief re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived a violent encreaſe from this laſt intelligence of my fears, it quickckly mounted by large ſtrides to a greater height when I ſaw the Pirate perſevere in his deſign, and paſs to the cruel execution of his menaces; from hour to hour he ſtill became more fierce and terrible, and ceaſing thoſe entreaties, that were the firſt factors of his paſſion, he now diſcourſed it in a more imperious ſtile, deeply proteſting, if I ſtill refuſed to render the fort by treaty, he would take it by aſſault; this extremity provoked me to tear off my diſguiſe and regarding him with an eye that ſpoke the ſpirit of anger. <q>Barbarian, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> thou maiſt kill me if thou wilt, but thy threats ſhall never fright my conſent to the leaſt ſatisfaction of thy brutiſh appetite: No, no, <hi>replyed the cruel Zenodorus,</hi> you ſhall not dye: but ſince there is no other way to obtain my wiſhes, but by putting violence in the place of ſweetneſs, my reſolution is irrevocable; when the thing is done, I ſhall eaſily gain your pardon, ſince I ſhall only have your anger for taking that by conqueſt, which ſhould have been mine by conſent. Well
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wicked man, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> this unjuſt power thou uſurpeſt, is yet inferior to that which arms the hand of divinity and if thou continueſt thy deteſtable intentions, believe it, the Gods will want no thunderbolts to cruſh thee.</q> The impious wretch derided my hopes of di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vine aſſiſtance; and repeating his own wicked reſolutions, backed with deep Oaths to confirm it, he ſwore I ſhould have but three days more to reſolve his contentment, and the next day to prove his words and intentions grew up from the ſame root, he licenſed himſelf to take the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berties, which he had not preſumed before, and after ſome obſcene expreſſions which pudicity forbids me to mention, he would have raviſhed a kiſs from my mouth, but at that rude attack, I forgot the weakneſs of my Sex, and furiouſly flew at his face with ſo much violence, as I left the characters there of my ſcorn and anger, in a deep impreſſion. This provoked him to ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhier all thoughts of patience, and deſperately ſwearing he would no longer delay to execute the effects of my fears, he had already called for ſome of his men to pull my Maids out of the Chamber, when by a manifeſt ſuccour from Heaven, which then armed it ſelf in my defence, he heard the Pilot cry out there was a furious tempeſt coming.</p>
               <p>The terrour he took from this alarm, put a ſudden ſtop to his deſign, and running up up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the Deck to know the truth, he ſaw the enraging waves begin to raiſe a battery againſt his floating fortreſs, and Heaven prepare to pour its Artillery upon him with ſo black a de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fiance, as all thoſe foul thoughts that luſt had ſtirred, grew cold and did homage to the apprehenſions of death, which hurried from a place, where his preſence might animate his men, to employ all their force and induſtry againſt the choler of the winds. I may ſafely avow, that at that time the particular intereſt of my honour made me rejoyce at the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon calamity, and I ſcarce liſtned to the language of fear for my own, or the ruine of thoſe about me, ſince (either by his death or mine) it promiſed me a reſcue from the brutiſh fury of <hi>Zenodorus;</hi> this made me only appear with a tranquil and untroubled aſpect amidſt the diſorder of all the reſt, and when the natural horrour of death had it ſelf painted in its uſual Palour upon the face of all the Pirates, mine (by report of thoſe that ſaw me) ſtill kept its ordinary colour and compoſure.</p>
               <p>The ſtorm laſted two entire days with a great deal of violence: but as <hi>Zenodorus</hi> and his men had gained the skill from a large experience how to make uſe of all advantages when they wreſtled with that angry Element, ſo they received not all the loſs that would doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs have befallen others leſs practiſed in that exerciſe; of four Veſſels they loſt but one, and after they had diſcharged the other three (to the Pirates grand regret) of ſuch lading as was moſt weighty, they ſaved themſelves from Ship-wrack without diſ-uniting; and when the ſtorm had ſpent its greateſt fury, they diſcryed the <hi>Egyptian</hi> ſhore, with the ſtately walls of <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>As yet none of them knew upon what climate the winds had toſſed them; for though they were very near the ſhore, yet the nights arrival, which had already begun to blot the departing day with her purblind ſhades, would not ſuffer their eyes to take the objects with diſtinction.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> though ignorant whether this Country held his Friends or Enemies, was yet un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>willing to continue his courſe in that obſcurity, before he had reaccommoded his ſhattered Veſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſels which drank water in divers places, and by other harms they had ſuffered from the Tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peſt, were then become incapable to maintain a farther Navigation, he therefore ordered his men to let fall their Anchors about a mile from the ſhore, &amp; while every one plyed their proper task for a part of the night, as his commands directed them, he came into my Chamber, where he had not been ſince the beginning of the Tempeſt. My blood roſe at the ſight of him, and not without too much reaſon, ſince he came with a black purpoſe, to employ all his laſt ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, I preſently diſcovered this foul deſign in his viſage: and approaching to me with a face that confeſſed the ſtings of a furious luſt: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> 'tis now no time to keep your Conſent in a longer ſuſpence, and I come to quench the thirſt of my deſires, from which nothing can have power to divert me, the danger we lately eſcaped, for a time retarded the execution of my wiſhes, but I muſt now tell you, that all thoſe which heaven has power to throw head-long upon me, ſhall not ſtop my paſſage to your enjoyment.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe affrighting words ſtruck a horrour through me from head to foot, and wanted but lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle of ſnatching all that aſſurance from me, which neceſſity lays claim to in ſuch an occaſion; however in that extremity I called back my courage to the Combat, and judging the danger I ſhould run, in being returned to the hands of <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> when the Pirate once knew my quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, could not inſult ſo cruelly upon my fears, as that which now menaced me; I deemed it no longer requiſite to hide a truth from <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> which in ſome probability might divert him from his villanous reſolution; this concluded, regarding him with a borrowed boldneſs in my looks: <q>
                     <hi>Zenedorus, ſaid I,</hi> conſider well this wicked enterpriſe of thine, and remember that I tell thee, it is not the daughter of <hi>Eteocles</hi> thou would diſhonour,
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but the Queen of the <hi>Aethiopians,</hi> who will all be obliged to hunt thee through the world, and write their revenge in thy ruine for the infamous violence thou offereſt to their Princeſs.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words, which (in reaſon might promiſe their wicked effect) made not ſo much as the leaſt dint in the Barbarians rocky heart, and whether he ſuſpected it a fiction, or that the known truth (in the bruitiſh tranſport that then poſſeſt him) was neither capable, to change nor defer his deſign, he expreſſed no ſemblance of underſtanding what I ſaid and in obedience to a ſign he made them, his men ſeizing upon <hi>Eteocles</hi> and my Maids to drag them out of the Chamber, without farther delay he aſſaulted my honour with all the forces he could make; my Maids and <hi>Eteocles</hi> made a long reſiſtance, with their loud cries ſtriving to rouze the ſleeping pity of Heaven, and ſuffering themſelves to be dragged along upon the Earth, ſtill catching at every thing they encountred, as if they rather deſired to be drawn in pieces by thoſe wild beaſts than abandon their Miſtreſs in that ſad extremity; and I defended my ſelf ſo ſtoutly againſt <hi>Zenodorus</hi> as his face (in divers places) quickly put on the bloudy marks of my reſiſtance: but at laſt our defence proved all too weak, my Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants reduced to that extremity, in ſpight of all their oppugnation, were ready to be forced from the chamber, and my ſelf was now grown ſo weak and weary, as all my forces were ready to quit the liſts, when the Gods ſprang a ſudden thought in my breſt that ſav'd me: I began to regard <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> whom I ſtill held by the hair, with a milder eye, and ſhut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting a part of my anger from view: <q>
                     <hi>Zenodorus, ſaid I,</hi> you will reap but little ſatisfaction in rending that from me by violence, which you ought to ſeek by ſofter addreſſes, I feel muſt reſign my ſelf to your mercy, ſince all the ſtrength the Gods have lent me is too weak to defend my honour, and I make you a promiſe, if you will but quietly allow me this nights repoſe, you ſhall find no farther repugnance in my will.</q> 
                  <hi>Zenodorus</hi> ſtaid his rude hands at theſe words, and leaving me ſome leiſure to take breath: <q>Had you ſpoke in this manner, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> before we came to thoſe terms, I had granted more than you demand, nor will I now refuſe this ſhort time to your deſires, but be ſure you employ it ſo well to ſubdue your a verſion, as to morrow I may have nothing to combat.</q> I confirmed the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe I had made him, and immediately after he commanded thoſe that tormented my Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants, to ſet them at liberty, when taking his leave for the reſt of the night, he and his men departed my Chamber.</p>
               <p>He was no ſooner gone, but I barred the door, and turning towards <hi>Eteocles</hi> and my Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men that lay weeping at my feet, <q>Come come, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> my dear Companions, no more of thoſe fruitleſs tears, 'tis time to think of dying, I have tamely taken too many blows at the rude hands of Fortune, while the means to free my ſelf from her cruelties were ſo out within my reach, I fooled my ſelf with a hope that death would ever be ready at my beck, with an infallible cure for my miſeries, when all other remedies had loſt their vertue, but of late I ſadly felt, that ſhe cannot be always at my diſpoſal, nor take every allarm to come in to my reſcue; now we have her again at command, without farther delay let us lay hold of the ſuccours ſhe offers us, and ſtay no longer to ſee our ſelves again reduced to call in vain for her aſſiſtance.</q>
               </p>
               <p>My Maids, wholly feeble as they were, did not ſtrive to bandy one ſingle argument againſt my intentions, and <hi>Clitie</hi> (as ſhe that had moſt courage, and indeed moſt affection) underta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king to ſpeak for the reſt: <hi>Let us die then Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>we are ready to wait upon you to the other world, yet ſhould learn to think our lives much better ſpent, if by the ſhipwark of them we could ſee yours ſafe a ſhoar.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I tenderly embrac'd her and her two Companions at this generous proof of their affection, and no longer willing to keep my tears in hold: <q>I can do no leſs than weep your deſtiny, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> though I know you cannot but think it more pain to live at the mercy of theſe Pi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rates, than die with your Miſtreſs in defence of your honour, which would infallibly run the ſame fortune with mine: Then turning towards <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who ſilently regarded me with a look in which grief and pity conteſted for the upper hand.</q> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Eteocles, ſaid I,</hi> if you ever ſee <hi>Caeſario</hi> again, pray tell him I preſerv'd my ſelf pure and ſpotleſs to my death, and do me the courteſie to carry him this meſſage, that it was my laſt care to keep his name in my memory in my heart. No Madam, <hi>reply'd Eteocles,</hi> I ſhall never ſee <hi>Caeſario</hi> more; and though I have ever ty'd my ſtrongeſt paſſions to his ſight and ſervice, yet I know how to uſe, as I ought, the honour he has done me in committing you to my cuſtody and conduct: Let us die then Madam, ſince the Gods will have it ſo, I dare not counſel you to buy your life at the price is demanded, and I know well enough how to die with you, ſince I cannot pay back that ſacred pawn to my Prince he unluckily truſted to my hands.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I did not much ſtrain for argument to combat the reſolution of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> but began to joyn my invention with his how to find out the prompteſt and moſt commodious way to die, they had left nothing in the chamber that was fit to do the ſeat, only the windows
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were ſo wide as we might throw our ſelves through them into the Sea, and that was the way we made choice of, to apply the fatal relief to our miſeries; but before we were to act this laſt Scene, I felt a natural reluctance ſtart ſome thoughts of revenge in my ſoul againſt thoſe curſed miſcreants, whoſe crueltie had led us to the brink of that Precipice; and knowing <hi>Ze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nodorus</hi> chamber was neer to mine, I took a fanſie that in putting fire to ſome combuſtible thing in my lodging, it might probably cauſe him and his deteſtable inſtruments to run ſome hazard of their lives; at its firſt conception I imparted this thought to <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who taking ſome time to ſcan it before he would render his opinion: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he at laſt,</hi> I approve your deſign; for beſide that it ſuits with the juſt hatred we owe to the humane wretches, it may direct us a way to free our ſelves with the greater facility from their impi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous hands: we may eaſily ſet fire on our bed with the candle which will quickly diſtribute flames to all parts of the veſſel, and by the courteſie of this diſorder, which will doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs ſurprize the Guards with fear and amazement, with the help of a ſheet I intend to tie to the Window, you will have leiſure enough to get down to the water, and ſeat your ſelf upon ſome of thoſe looſe planks I ſee in your chamber, where poſſible the Gods plac'd them on purpoſe for your deliverance: I am ſure they are ſtrong enough to bear your weight upon the water, and I intend to ſwim behind you, and drive it towards the ſhoar with all the forces I can raiſe; if my eye has not cozen'd me we are not far from thence, and who knows but Heaven may ſtretch out an extraordinary arm to ſuccour you, and double my ſtrength to that meaſure, as you may find it a ſafe Convoy to the firmer Element?</q>
               </p>
               <p>I was contented to give this propoſition the hearing, though I ſcarce deſcryed the apparition of a hope to diſprove the threats of that imminent danger, however I could not reſiſt his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treaty to try the courſe he had contrived, nor refuſe the reſignation of my ſelf to his Conduct, at a time when I thought it impoſſible for fate it ſelf to reprive me.</p>
               <p>The fear leaſt time ſhould betray our plot and us, to a ſudden ſurpriſal, made us haſten the execution; and <hi>Eteocles</hi> preſently faſtened the ſheet to the window, and with two planks he deſign'd for our ſafety, let himſelf gently ſlide downwards, till he came at the water; when I thought he was got down, I reſolved to follow him: but before I quitted the Ship, with the Candles that were in my Chamber, I ſet fire to the Bed in ſeveral places, which conſiſting of a matter that was greedy of flame, diſpers'd it in a moment through all the veſſel: I no ſooner ſaw it was fully lighted, but catching hold of the ſheet, I nimbly threw my ſelf out at the window, and was preſently followed the ſame way by <hi>Clitie. Eteocles</hi> catch'd me in his arms, and giving me faſt hold at the end of the planks, received <hi>Clitie</hi> that was newly deſcended in the ſame manner, &amp; ſwiming round about us, ſecurely placed us together upon our floating ſeat; he would have rendered the fame office to my two other Maids, but whether the flame (that had already begun to devour the veſſel) had affrighted their feminine hearts, the ſmoak ſtifled them, or poſſible the circumſpection of his care for my ſafety, had ſlackned his regard of theirs, we ſaw them no more, and I am ſtill ignorant, whether they remained in the power of the Pirates, or periſhed by fire and water.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eteocles</hi> guiding his Eye and Voice by the light of the inflamed veſſel towards the Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, had often call'd them to come away: but when he ſaw his pains were loſt, he reconverted his care upon me, and ſwimming behind our plank, drove it forward ſo ſtrongly, as in a ſhort time we had left a large diſtance between us and the burning veſſel.</p>
               <p>In the poſture I us'd to ſecure my hold upon the planck, I was up to the ſhoulders in water, and though the heat of the ſeaſon did us the ſervice, ſo to moderate the rigours of the liquid Element, as we ſcarce felt any cold, and my Garments aſſiſted me to bear my ſelf up with the greater eaſe in the water; yet death in all appearance was ſo ready to ſtrike the blow, as if the miſeries of my life had not leſſened my deſires to preſerve it, I think that hideous image of ruine would have needed no other weapon than mine own apprehenſion to diſpatch me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> was arriv'd at this part of her ſtory when the fair Princeſs, who had heard it with a ſerious attention, could not chuſe but interrupt her; <q>Ah Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> what is it you tell me? is it poſſible ſuch a Princeſs as your ſelf ſhould be led to the extreams of ſo deep a miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortune, and the Gods ſhould ſubmit one of the moſt accompliſhed, and the greateſt Queens upon Earth to Perils and Calamities of this Nature?</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> modeſtly replyed to theſe words, and reſuming her narration, ſhe recounted how nobly ſhe had been ſuccoured by <hi>Tyridates,</hi> whoſe name ſhe yet forbore to mention, cautious of betraying a Princes ſecret, whoſe generoſity had ſo much obliged her: the continuance of her ſtory leads her from the ſhoar of <hi>Alexandria</hi> to the houſe of her preſerver, ſucceeds in ſequel to her meeting the Prince of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> his Combat with the ſtranger that purſued <hi>Ze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nodorus,</hi> the arrival and her diſcovery of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> her ſecond ſurprizal by the Pirate; and
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in fine, all that had arrived her, ſince ſhe entered <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and accepted the Pretors invi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation and entertainment in the Palace.</p>
               <p>At this period of her ſtory, the <hi>Parthian</hi> Princeſs, after ſhe had witneſſed by many ſweet ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſes of affection, how ſenſibly ſhe felt the blows of <hi>Candace</hi>'s fortune in the bare recital. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> as much work as my thoughts have at home, in toiling themſelves upon my own diſaſters, my tender reſentments of yours has called them away from their proper task, and while your language gave me the lively draught of thoſe perils and afflictions you ſo oft encountred, I ſighed and trembled, as if I had been preſently condemned to react them in my own perſon; but Gods! though our miſhaps do carry a reſemblance in ſome particulars, how vaſtly different is my deſtiny to yours? how is the tempeſt of your woes allay'd with Comfort, while my hopes are ſplit upon a mercileſs rock? you may (and poſſible with leſs difficulty than your incredulous fears can allow it) recover that Crown Uſurpation has raviſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed; the Prince you love is living too, living beyond the reach of that danger you dreaded, and you ſeek one another with a probable ſucceſs in the ſame Country; but pitileſs Heavens you call'd away the Darling of my Soul from the World, and it is not permitted me to doubt a misfortune, for which the Gods have not left one ſingle remedy.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The fair <hi>Eliſa</hi> bath'd theſe laſt words in a brook of tears, and the Queen, who was tender<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly touch'd at the tender melting Rhetorick of grief, joyning her check to one of hers; <q>Come come, my lovely Princeſs, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> let me perſwade you to collect ſome comfort from my Example, do but ſeriouſly examine thoſe dangers in your thoughts, that <hi>Caeſario</hi> and I have eſcaped, and they will tell you the Gods have not put the power out of their hands, to reſtore you your loſſes, in ſaving that perſon you deplore: he cannot be more dead in your opinion, than <hi>Caeſario</hi> was formerly in mine; and the ſame Heavens that gave him me again, when I thought they had placed him among the Stars, may have ſuch another favour in ſtore for you, if you calmly wait it from their bounties. Alas! <hi>reply'd Eliſa,</hi> how little reaſon have I to expect the kindneſs of ſuch a miracle? No Madam, when I ſhall once have guided your attention, through the labyrinth of my miſerable life, I cannot doubt but your judgment will tell you, that I have taken the opinion of my own incurable calamity from ſuch clear appearances as are ſtampt with an impoſſibility of deceiving. To morrow, if you pleaſe, Madam, I will give the copy of my misfortunes, for after theſe deep engagements to your generous compaſſion, I have neither grief nor weakneſs that can oblige me to hide them longer from you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> retorted theſe civilities with a comparative affection, and they had longer conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nued this exchange of kindneſs, if the Days departure had not cloſed the Dialogue, and the conſcience <hi>Candace</hi> made of <hi>Eliza</hi>'s indiſpoſition had not haſtned the Good-night; but they parted with a mutual promiſe to meet again the next morning, and not to ſuffer a ſeparation by a larger diſtance of time, ſo long as they might be permitted to enjoy each other.</p>
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            <div n="3" type="book">
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART III.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Eliſa <hi>repays</hi> Candace <hi>with the Hiſtory of her life. The varieties of good and bad ſucceſs, that befel</hi> Phraates <hi>in the</hi> Median <hi>War. He is twice beaten in the Field by</hi> Artaban <hi>his Enemies General, and his Queen and daughter both taken in a City upon the frontiers: left there till he returned with new Levies.</hi> Artaban <hi>falls in love with his fair Captive, and obtains permiſſion of his Maſter to ſet them both at liberty.</hi> Tigranes <hi>inforc'd by affection to counter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand his grant, is deſerted by</hi> Artaban, <hi>who revolts to the</hi> Parthian <hi>party.</hi> Phraates <hi>makes him General of his Army, and he marches in the head of it againſt</hi> Tigranes.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HE fair Queen of <hi>Aethiopia</hi> paſſed that night with ſome comfort, drawn from thoſe hopes ſhe had to recover her beloved <hi>Caeſario,</hi> though her apprehenſion (after having ſeen his ſafety at the ſtake in ſo danger<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous a Combat, whence ſhe knew he could not ſcape without wounds) rais'd ſome rational arguments to diſquiet her repoſe. But when her memory repreſented the deſperate extremes, whereto the unbridled violence of <hi>Zenodorus</hi> had a few days ſince reduc'd her, and the fears that fed upon her quiet, ſince ſhe left him involved at <hi>Meroe</hi> in that manifeſt danger, the over blowing of thoſe black clouds could not chooſe but ſhew her a very favourable change in her condition, and taught her for a time to ſit quietly down with her other loſſes, ſince ſhe had expelled the weightieſt miſchiefs from the ſcale of her fortunes.</p>
               <p>The next day, ſo ſoon as ſhe was dreſs'd, ſhe ſent a viſit to the fair Princeſs of <hi>Parthia:</hi> but while ſhe ſtaid in expectation of an anſwer, ſhe ſaw the bright <hi>Eliſa</hi> was come her ſelf to deliver it, and in ſuch a poſture as proved all her griefs too weak to dim the luſtre of her admirable beauty. <hi>Candace</hi> ran to meet her with open arms, and theſe two beautious Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes exchang'd their kind enquiries of each others health, with a parallel of grace and Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jeſty; but they had not worn out many minutes in their firſt entertainment, when <hi>Cornelius Gallus</hi> enter'd the Chamber to bid them good-morrow; they both received him with a great deal of Civility, and that man prepoſſeſs'd as he was already, with the excellencies of one, could not ſo ſhut his eyes upon the beauties of the other, as not equally to divide his Elegy betwixt them, in very paſſionate language: he dined that day in their Company, and after their requeſt, retired to execute ſome important orders he had received from <hi>Auguſtus:</hi> the two Ladies gladly welcomed that occaſion, to paſs away the reſt of that day together without interruption, and <hi>Candace</hi> preſs'd with an impatient deſire to learn <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures, could no longer keep her curioſity ſpeechleſs, but willing to wake the remembrance
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of her promiſe: <q>I may probably forfeit my diſcretion, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> by deſiring to put you to the pain of a relation, in an eſtate ſo little capable to perform it: but the paſſion I preſerve for your intereſts, I hope may juſtifie my importunity, eſpecially ſince you may ſafely claim the ſame liberty to refuſe the trouble, as I have done to demand it. I know no poſſibility, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd Eliſa,</hi> of being importuned by any employment that may divertiſe you, and my incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations have already voted me yours, with too true a paſſion to eſtrange the particulars of my life any longer from your knowledge.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words they ſeated themſelves by the Beds ſide, and the Princeſs perceiving there were none in the Chamber but her two women and <hi>Clitie,</hi> after ſhe had ſet one of them Sen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinel at the door, with the ſame caution was us'd the day before, to prevent viſits, ſhe thus began her diſcourſe.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The History of the Princeſs</hi> Eliſa.</head>
                  <p>INgratitude and Cruelty are the blackeſt of all vices, and ſo ſoon as the Soul of a Prince has once taken their indelible ſtains, all that he had before of great and good, is put to flight by that ſtrong poiſon which intirely ſeizes his inclinations, and ſcarce leaves him any ſhade or trace of vertue. The former is oft the Child of that Pride, which is the tumour of proſperity; and if the latter does not riſe from a root in our nature, it often ſprings from the womb of an irregular ambition, which uſurping the throne of the will, excites all thoughts that are the legitimate race of Reaſon, and ſhuts the eyes of thoſe that are poſſeſſed with this Devil, upon every conſideration, that Piety, Juſtice, and Honour it ſelf can repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent to their intoxicated judgement: the proofs of the truth are but too conſpicuous in our Family, and if I derive ſome glory from a birth that has few equals in the world, I have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived ſhame enough from the cruelties of him that gave it, to convince me, that he has left me no cauſe to boaſt my extraction.</p>
                  <p>The King <hi>Phraates</hi> my Father, was born with qualities great enough, and in the firſt bloom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ings of his youth, and given ſuch hopes of his future bravery, as made him paſs in the opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion of men for an equal to his generous brother, the Prince <hi>Pacorus,</hi> who fell in the flower of his age, under the <hi>Roman</hi> arms, after he had made them know by divers memorable advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges, that they were not invincible.</p>
                  <p>The old King <hi>Orodes</hi> my Grandfather, after the death of <hi>Pacorus,</hi> ignorant of his deſtiny, had tranſplanted his chief affection upon <hi>Phraates</hi> (then the eldeſt of divers Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers) and with it reſign'd the entire management of all State-affairs to his diſpoſal; he had been married ſome years before, and I had already liv'd about ſix or ſeven, when his greedy deſire to Reign alone, and remove that fear of a Rival in ambition, tranſpor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted him to that horrible piece of cruelty; which report has told to the whole world; you know it but too well, <hi>Madam,</hi> that the cruel <hi>Phraates,</hi> to make the Crown ſit faſt, which his bloody jealouſie told him did but tremble upon his head, while ſo many of his Brothers lived, put them all to death; only <hi>Tyridates</hi> the youngeſt, then abſent from court, who being ſpared by the miſtaken piety of him that was ſent to be his aſſaſſin, has ſince wandered from Court to court begging ſanctuary againſt the inhumane perſecutions of his Brother.</p>
                  <p>The Queen who had received this truth from the mouth of <hi>Tyridates,</hi> was yet reſolved not to trouble the ſtream of her relation by interpoſing what ſhe knew, and deeming it requiſite to keep the news of her Unkle, till the cloſure of her ſtory, and then impart or reſerve it as diſcretion counſelled, ſhe lent a ſilent attention to the ſequel.</p>
                  <p>The cruelty of <hi>Phraates</hi> purſu'd <hi>Eliſa,</hi> could not ſo quench its thirſt with the blood of his Brothers, but the old King <hi>Orodes</hi> (whoſe long life ſeem'd to tire the expectation of his heir) compleated the Sacrifice to his jealous ambition, and loſt it by the horrid command of his own Son; I confeſs I am willing to contract the relation of this unnatural act, in as few words as will barely ſerve to tell it, and indeed could be content to leave it intirely out, if my deſign to draw you the perfect pourtraiture of my life could allow it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Phraates</hi> having thus ſecur'd his Throne, by hewing down the ſtock with all the royal branches that grew near it, began to play the Prudent, as well as the Paricide to preſerve his acqueſt; the terrour of his arms made a quick diſtribution of its ſelf among his Neighbour Princes, and the bad ſucceſs of <hi>Anthony,</hi> who with a part of the <hi>Roman</hi> puiſſance brought the War into our Country, where he loſt his whole Army, and with much ado ſav'd himſelf by a ſhameful retreat, ſtruck a general fear through all thoſe that probably might nurſe any thoughts of attempting the Crown of <hi>Parthia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the mean time I was trained up by the Queen my Mother, whoſe inclinations were ever ſweet and vertuous, with a very diſcreet care; and that good Princeſs perceiving docility
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enough in my Spirit, forgot not to ſeaſon my education with all other ſage leſſons, that might frame me a diſpoſition ſuitable to her intentions; her affections told her that I had not play<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the truant in the School of Vertue, and by the help of that blindneſs, which is the uſual diſeaſe of a Parents indulgence, fancying ſome qualities within me, which I dare not pretend to, in me ſhe ſtored up all her love, all her delight.</p>
                  <p>After me that was the Eldeſt of all her Children, ſhe had divers others of both ſexes; but the Gods (perhaps to puniſh <hi>Phraates</hi> by the misfortunes of his Fathers family) cut them all off in the dawning of their infancy, and of five or ſix Brothers that ſucceeded me at ſeveral births, ſcarce one of them attain'd to a full years age, before they were laid in their little Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pulchres.</p>
                  <p>This miſhap of our houſe rendered me more conſiderable, and a ſhort time after the Queen, though ſtill in the flower of her age, going over child-bearing, I was regarded by the <hi>Parthians</hi> as the preſumptive Inheritrix of that weighty Crown: 'Tis true, the King had a Baſtard Son, that was called <hi>Vonones,</hi> but he did not behold him with an eye that deſigned his ſucceſſion; and though he fail'd not to endeavour the gaining of a faction that might prop his preten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, he was generally known to be born within the Marriage of the King, and could there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore hatch no apparent hope of being declared legitimate.</p>
                  <p>I will not trifle with your patience ſo much to give you the account of my Infancy, but ſtepping over the Prologue of my life, wherein there befel me nothing memorable, I ſhall only tell you I had worn out fourteen years of it, when my Father invaded <hi>Media:</hi> the hatred had been long hereditary betwixt the Kings of that Country, and thoſe that wore the Crown of <hi>Parthia:</hi> and though they had taken breath in ſome intervals of Peace, ſince the fall of the unfortunate <hi>Anthony,</hi> and the coming of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> to the Empire, they were ſtill ready to obey the beck of every trivial occaſion to pick a new quarrel, which they both embraced with their old animoſity.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Phraates</hi> complained that at the <hi>Median</hi> Kings ſolicitation, <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had murthered his Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, the King of <hi>Armenia;</hi> and though he that did it was ſince dead, and his Heir ſucceeded to the Throne, he thought he might juſtly entail his revenge upon the Son, ſince Fate would not ſuffer the Father to ſtand the ſhock of it, and the new King of <hi>Media</hi> not leſs eager than he to revive the quarrel, whereto his young courage was whetted, by divers reaſons on his ſide, there broke out a cruel and bloody War betwixt them.</p>
                  <p>The beginnings were very doubtful, much blood ſpilt on both ſides in divers Encounters, and ſome Battels, wherein Fortune ſeemed to ſtand in a ſtudy on which ſide ſhe ſhould liſt her ſmiles. At length after a years uncertainty, wherein ſhe had kept the ballance equal, ſhe apparently lean'd to the <hi>Parthian</hi> party, and the King my Father ſwollen with ſome late ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes, began to advance towards the heart of <hi>Media,</hi> carrying ruine and deſolation to all pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces where he waved his Enſigns; divers blows had been given to his advantage, the whole frontier ſack'd and devaſted by his Army, and ſeveral places with their unfortunate Inhabi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tants, were made either Carkaſſes or Cinders by his Fire and Sword.</p>
                  <p>In fine, the affairs of <hi>Media</hi> were reduc'd to a very drooping condition, and <hi>Phraates</hi> hotly purſuing his Fortune, eſpecially after the gaining one ſignal Victory (almoſt in the boſome of their Country) did now more than hope to lay them as low as the hand of an entire ruine could throw them.</p>
                  <p>But at that time the King of <hi>Media</hi> having taken ſome wounds in the laſt Fight, was forced to retire, with little hope of repairing his broken fortunes, to his Capital City, and leave the Command of his ſhattered Army to a young Captain called <hi>Artaban,</hi> who (if the common re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port may be truſted) from an obſcure birth, in a few years, by the conduct of his proper ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue, was riſen to the talleſt dignities, and by that time the down appeared upon his chin, had acquired a high reputation among the <hi>Medians.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>By this change of a Commander, Fortune revolted to the other ſide, and <hi>Artaban</hi> ramaſſing ſome Troops with a marvellous diligence that were rais'd to re-inforce his Army, and having weakned that of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> by ſeveral ſurprizes and divers Combats upon parties, wherein he always carried the advantage, in a ſhort time he found himſelf able to offer <hi>Phraates</hi> Battel, who but a little before had made himſelf believe the <hi>Medians</hi> would never recover ſtrength, nor courage enough to give him another meeting in the Field.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Phraates,</hi> miſpriſing thoſe Enemies he had ſo often beaten, and now not fearing to draw a blank in the Lottery of War, (eſpecially ſince his oppoſers Army was command<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by a young man without a name in War, which he had ſo frequently vanquiſhed, when their own King lead them on in perſon) march'd to the Battel, as to a certain victory: but the event confuted his confidence, and that young Captain, whoſe reſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance he had ſo lately deſpis'd, diſputed the victory ſo luckily, or rather (as they re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported
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that ſaw his behaviour in the functions of his Charge) with ſo much gallantry of per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, and prudence of Conduct, as after he had bravely tug'd with many glorious dangers and difficulties, at laſt he broke the <hi>Parthian</hi> Ranks, killed a great number upon the place, and put the reſt to a total rout.</p>
                  <p>My want of skill in the art Military, has obliged me to ſhrink this relation to ſo narrow a Continent; for ſhould I adventure to diſcourſe the particulars, 'twere to ingage in a Labyrinth without a Clue.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Phraates</hi> thus beaten to the opinion that he was not invincible, began to conſult his Intereſt with more circumſpection, and rallying his ſcattered forces, and remanding thoſe to his Army he had left upon the Frontiers, he put himſelf again in a condition to make good his ſtake, and throw the dice once more in a ſecond battel.</p>
                  <p>He had no more time for this preparation, than Neceſſity exacted; and his gallant Enemy hotly ſpurring on his victory, appeared a few days after within view of his Camp: <hi>Phraates</hi> by this time had perfectly unlearned the contempt of his young oppoſer, and with a preciſer caution ſtudied all the probabilities that might direct his aym to the event of the ſecond Combat. He might have made uſe of ſome local advantages, had he pleas'd to defer the battel; but his judgement ſcanning the difference of retreat, told him there was more fear that his <hi>Parthians</hi> would run upon his Enemies ground, than his owns beſides, his heart was too great to refuſe the encounter of an Army that did not out<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>number his, which conſiſted of a people that he had formerly ſo often beaten, and ſo little redoubted.</p>
                  <p>The Battel was fought with a great deal of cruelty and blood-ſhed, and the victory obſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nately diſputed on both ſides, but at laſt ſhe declared for the <hi>Medes;</hi> the <hi>Parthians</hi> were defeat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with a far greater loſs than before, and the King himſelf very thinly attended, had much ado to make good his perſonal retreat to a place of ſafety.</p>
                  <p>This unlucky blow unravel'd all his former ſucceſs, and recoyl'd the progreſs he had made in <hi>Media,</hi> which he was now forced to abandon in a diſordered haſt, for fear the active Enemy ſhould get before him, and cut off his retreat, by blocking up the paſſages to his own Kingdom.</p>
                  <p>Of the numerous Army that followed him into <hi>Media,</hi> he brought home but a very pittiful remainder, and by this ſudden viciſſitude might eaſily diſcern the injuſtice of that pride which the timpanous womb of proſperity diſcloſes.</p>
                  <p>When he invaded <hi>Media,</hi> he had left my Mother and me in a City upon our Frontier, the ſtrongeſt of all the Kingdom, and there it was we received him with all the regret that was due to the ſaid ſucceſs of his affairs; but his ſtay there was not long, and finding neceſſity preſs his ſudden retreat to the heart of his Kingdom, as well to make new Levies there, as prevent the palpitation of ſuch diſorders, as might either be ſtirred (now Fortune wrinkled her brow) by the ſecret intelligence of his Enemies, or the infidelity of his own Subjects, he left us in that City, and with us the greateſt part of thoſe Forces that remained of his laſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feat for our guard.</p>
                  <p>The reaſon that we marched not with him, was deduced from his hope of a ſudden return with a freſh Army, and the opinion he had that his Enemies were too much enfeebled in the laſt battel, (wherein they did not buy their advantage at a cheaper rate, than the loſs of a great many men) to be either in Caſe or Courage to invade his Territories; but that thought deceived him, and he had marched but a few days from us, when the victorious <hi>Artaban,</hi> ſtrengthned with ſome Troops the King his Maſter had ſent him, appeared upon the Frontier, and brought a fear into the hearts of our <hi>Parthians,</hi> who had already learned from his laſt actions, to liſten to his name with terrour.</p>
                  <p>We had yet time enough to retire, but the Queen my Mother, a Princeſs of a great heart, truſting to the ſtrength of the City, and the number of the men that defended it, thought ſhe might do the King a conſiderable Service, by ſtaying upon the Frontier where her preſence might preſerve an untainted fidelity in the <hi>Parthians</hi> breaſts, whom the fear of our Enemies, and the change of our Fortune might probably fright into diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loyalty. This conſideration made us ſtay the coming up of the <hi>Medes,</hi> who a few days af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter ſhewed themſelves at our Gates, and took away the hope of retreat, when we began to deſire it.</p>
                  <p>There paſſed many memorable actions in that Siege, which my ignorance in the trade of War condemns to ſilence, and the <hi>Parthians,</hi> whoſe courage took a kneener edge from the preſence of the Queen and Princeſs than ordinary, behaved themſelves in their defence with an uncommon bravery.</p>
                  <p>The King too late repenting his inconſiderate deſertion of us to the mercy of that ſtranger, beſtirred his induſtry to ſend us a timely ſuccour, as well as the diligence of his
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active Enemy would permit him; but the narrow time they allowed him to perform it, en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forced the loſs of all his endeavours, and thoſe weak ſupplies he ſent to our reſcue being cut in pieces, <hi>Artaban,</hi> after he had often ſummoned the City in vain, reſolved upon a general aſſault, the Queen my Mother perceiving her own liberty, and probably a large part of her Husbands Dominions, depended upon the preſervation of that place, appeared in perſon at all the Poſts of the City, exhorting the Commanders, Souldiers, and Inhabitants to fight in defenſe of their lives and liberties, with all the moving language wherewith her proper intereſt linked with the Kings could inſpire her; by her command I ſtayed behind in the lodg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, where half dead with fear, I expected the event of that threatning ſtorm, which in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed ſplit our hopes upon a Rock; for though the City was couragiouſly defended, yet it was far more gallantly aſſaulted, and from the top of a Tower, where I was got up, to ſee how the trial for my Liberty was like to be decided at the bar of Fortune, with my own eyes I ſaw the Enemies General, with his Sword in his hand firſt mount our walls, and by his brave example, inviting thoſe he led on to follow him, the Courtine was quickly cover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with his men, and himſelf become abſolute Maſter, with the City, of our Lives and Liberties.</p>
                  <p>At the firſt noiſe of this diſaſter, the Queen came to me, and endeavouring to moderate my fears, as well as the diſorder that had then a little dazled her own courage, would ſuffer her, after ſhe had lent an ear to that horrid noiſe that ran round her lodging, compoſed of ſuch lamentable cries and ſhrieks as uſually eccho in the ſtreets of ſtormed Cities, where cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>elty and diſorder reign with unbridled Licenſe, ſhe ſent divers of her ſervants ſucceſſively to the Enemies General, with her entreaty to uſe his Victory with a milder temper, ſpare the bloud of many innocent perſons that begged their lives by her interceſſion, deſiring they might hold them of his clemency; the firſt of theſe Meſſengers periſhed by the indiſtinguiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſwords of our Enemies, but ſome of thoſe that followed, proving ſo lucky to reach the Generals preſence, and deliver their humble Embaſſy, found him ready to accord more than they demanded.</p>
                  <p>He preſently diſpatched his Orders through all the quarters of the City to ceaſe the ſlaugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, and ſent back the Queens Meſſengers with two of his principal Officers, to aſſure us in his behalf, that we might ſafely diſmiſs our fears, and expect to be treated with all the reſpect that was due to our condition.</p>
                  <p>Theſe two Officers in obeiſance to their Generals Order, ſtaid to guard us from the Soul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diers inſolence, and we found their authority ſo prevalent, as the common people of their Army did not attempt ſo much as to peep within our lodging.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban</hi> carried ſo great a ſway among the <hi>Medes,</hi> as after he had tugged with ſome petty difficulties, to lay the Demon of their fury, he ſubdued them to a perfect obedience, and quietly retreated their precipitate ardour from the ſpoil and pillage; but it coſt him a large part of the day in reducing all thoſe diſordes to the form he intended, and we paſſed away the ſame time in ſuch a condition as your thoughts might eaſily figure.</p>
                  <p>By a ſudden revolution of our Fortune, we ſaw our ſelves Priſoners to a barbarous people, whoſe inclinations taught us to apprehend all that might ſhake the ſtouteſt courages; and though the courteſie of our Vanquiſher had already overcome the fear of our lives, Captivity drags other miſeries along with her, that are ſo hardly ſupported by perſons of our condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, as we would make no reflection, level no glance at our wretched eſtate, that enforced not our Souls to ſhrink under the oppreſſion of too juſt grief.</p>
                  <p>I wept exceſſively upon the boſom of my indulgent Mother, who keeping more con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtancy and courage at the helm, endeavoured to dry up my tears, and ſtrive with all the ſtrength of her reaſon, to give me comfort at the ſame time, when her ſelf ſo ſadly needed it.</p>
                  <p>Thus we paſſed away that whole day, and the following night, without finding any change in the order and ceremony that was uſually obſerved in our ſervice, without ſo much as deſcrying the leaſt action, or over-hearing one ſillable that ſignified the loſs of our liberty.</p>
                  <p>Before the Queen went to bed, there came one from the General, to demand her per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion for his Maſter to come and wait upon her on the morrow, not daring to aſſume that liberty the ſame day, in ſo unbeſeeming a condition to appear in her preſence, nor willing before he knew whether ſhe would ſuffer the viſit of a perſon, whom the due obedience to the King his Maſter had inforced to diſoblige her.</p>
                  <p>The Queen gathered a propitious Augury from the continuation of her Enemies civilities, and not willing to abuſe them, ſhe returned him this anſwer, that he might come and ſee her when he pleaſed, who would be ready to receive his viſit, as a worthy ſucceſſor of thoſe preceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing bounties, that he had much more obliged, than all the proofs and effects of his incompa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>raple valour (which carried their own juſtification along with them) could offend her.</p>
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The next day ſo ſoon as we were dreſs'd, after a ſecond meſſage from <hi>Artaban;</hi> that enquired if the Queen might be then ſeen without importunity, he entered the Chamber, where I then attended my mother, followed by the principal Commanders in his Army, for whom he had begged the ſame permiſſion to ſee us.</p>
                  <p>In that abaſement of our Fortune, I appeared with a negligence of dreſs and geſture, that baſely ſuffered me to regard that man, as the fruit of his vertue obliged me; but ſo ſoon as I reached him with my eye, at the ſame moment I felt my ſelf engaged to a more particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar attention.</p>
                  <p>Madam, I may ſafely ſay that I never had ſeen any thing till then, nor indeed ever ſince that could boaſt a parity to him in the meaneſt part; and I confeſs at the firſt view my expectati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on was ſo ſtrangely deceived as I look'd like a Statue, with a face the perfect picture of ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prizal and confuſion; his viſage and port ſhewed the evidence of ſomething ſo great and noble, as in ſpite of the malicious noiſe that ran about the world of his obſcure birth, I could not conſider him at a leſs rate, than if his Temples had been impaled with a regal Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>adem: he was then without arms, and his head uncovered, which gave me the greater li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cence to remark, as well the ſparkling vivacity in his eyes, the perfect proportion and kin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred of all the featues in his viſage; his complexion was neither white nor brown, and his hair neither fair nor black, (but of a colour compoſed of both) fell in long rings of Natures curling upon his ſhoulders, with a marvellous decorum; in all the regards and lineaments of his face, there appeared a natural fierceneſs, which though he then endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured in our preſence to keep withen a cover of reſpect, yet he could not hide it ſo handſomely, but we ſaw ſomething through thoſe ſtoopings of his ſpirit that ſpake him born to command others, born to diſ-eſteem the whole world, and think it held none fit to be his Rival in glory: his ſtature was tall, but ſhaped to a perfect harmony, his geſture noble, every action becoming, and all majeſtick.</p>
                  <p>With theſe advantages of perſon that at firſt bluſh ſurprized our reſpect, he approached the Queen, and putting one knee to the ground, with all the ſubmiſſions ſhe could hope, not only from her Conquerer, but the meaneſt of her Subjects, he kiſſed the loweſt part of her Garment; he accoſted me in the ſame manner: though we both oppoſed that exceſs of humility, when riſing from his knee, and adreſſing his words to the Queen with an in comparable grace:</p>
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                     <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid be,</hi> If I were not before a great Queen, and a wiſe miſtreſs, that exact<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly knows the duty of a ſervant, I would ſtrive to excuſe what fidelity has enforced me to do againſt your ſubjects, and againſt a City made ſacred by your preſence, in obedience to the expreſs orders of a Royal Maſter, that has honoured me with employment above my merit; but ſince your Majeſty is ſo well acquainted with the reaſons that plead my Juſtification, I have learned to hope that you will reject the offer of thoſe reſpects that are due from a man, whom Fortune has compelled to diſoblige you, and whom a juſt know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge of what your quality has right to, readily diſpoſes to render you all the ſervices you can challenge from the moſt zealous, and the faithfulleſt of your own Subjects. Madam, I ſhould believe my ſelf infinitely happy in a power to make you fairer offers; but ſince your own knowledge tells you, how far that way I may juſtly reach my endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours, be pleaſed Madam, to beſtow ſome Faith upon the proteſtation I make you, to employ all the credit my ſervices have given me in my Maſters breaſt, to reconcile you to your Fortune, he knows very well what is due to your perſon and dignity, and ſhall find us all ſo ready to ſecond him in his deſign to clear that ſcore, as in a ſhort time I hope you will find it no eaſie task to diſcern thoſe you now hold for Enemies, from others that Heaven obliged to a natural ſubjection, by being born within the limits of your Dominion.</q>
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                     <hi>Artaban</hi> ſpake in this manner, but with a faſhion ſo noble and ſo agreeable, as the Queen, while his diſcourſe laſted, abſented for ſome moments her misfortunes from her memory, that ſhe might lend him a more untroubled attention; but when ſhe ſaw him arrived at a period, and ſilently ſtand in expectation of her anſwer, making a freſh aſſault up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on her grief to receive his civilities becomingly: <q>Geneous warrior, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you cannot think it ſtrange, if we have taken ſome ſad apprehenſions from an accident ſo rarely exam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pled by perſons of our extraction, to paſs from a Throne to a Priſon without reluctance eſpecially in thoſe of our Sex, that are better acquainted with the effects of Faith than Courage, were to forfeit the very faculty of reſenting, yet truth obliges me to tell you, that the knowledge we have of your vertue, has already drawn the ſharpeſt ſting from our miſeries, and if your Maſter be truely worthy of ſo brave a Servant, I think we ſhall have little reaſon to afflict our ſelves, or fall out with Fortune for this diſgrace. Sir, upon the entire confidence, juſtly repoſed in your gallantry, I reſign my daughter and my ſelf into your hands, in a firm belief you will ſtill treat us with the ſame generoſity, which your experience has
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already taſted. Since your admirable valour did not add more beams to the beauty of your glory, by defeating our Troops, than your courteſie may reap in the temperate uſe of your victory.</q>
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                  <p>This was the Queens anſwer, to which <hi>Artaban</hi> replyed with a great deal of reſpect, and contenting himſelf to repeat his offers, he deemed it not ſit at the firſt time to take the liberty of engaging in a longer diſcourſe, and after he had made me ſome proteſtations little differ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent from thoſe the Queen had received, with a grace that gave me a marvellous eſteem of his perſon, he left the Chamber, not without civilly asking my Mothers conſent, that he might have leave to frequent her preſence at ſuch times, when the tender of his reſpects would not incommode her.</p>
                  <p>I cannot but avow that the garb and aſpect of that great man did much ſurprize me, and my eyes read him over in ſo advantagious a Character, as I thought the world ſcarce able to ſhew his parallel; nor did the Queens opinion fall much ſhort of mine, and he was no ſooner gone from us when ſhe fell upon his praiſes, ſpeaking all to his applauſes that Truth and Gratitude injoined her, and a thouſand times wiſhing, that the King my Father could purchaſe ſuch a Servant, with a part of his dominions; but if we were well plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed at his firſt viſit, he took the hint of every opportunity in thoſe that followed to heighten our content, and ſtarted no occaſion that he did not embrace with a perfect ſatisfaction to oblige us.</p>
                  <p>He had reſided but a few days in the City, when he received intelligence, that the King my Father had ſent an Army againſt him, under the conduct of <hi>Vologeſes,</hi> and diſdaining to give his Enemy time to come up and brave him in his trenches, he drew out his Forces, and went to meet him.</p>
                  <p>But why ſhould I train my diſcourſe to an unneceſſary length? <hi>Artaban,</hi> after he had taken his leave of the Queen and me for a few daies, quitted the City, where he left a ſtrong Gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſon, marched towards <hi>Vologeſes,</hi> preſented him battel, and fought it ſo advantagiouſly for his, and unluckily for the <hi>Parthian</hi> party, as <hi>Vologeſes</hi> with 20000 of his men, were ſlain upon the place, and the reſt ſaved themſelves with much ado, in ſome neighbouring Woods and Mountains that favoured their flight.</p>
                  <p>This laſt blow ſtaggered the <hi>Parthian</hi> Empire, and had not <hi>Artaban</hi>'s deſign been oppo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed by the ſharpneſs of the ſeaſon, and weakneſs of his Forces, enfeebled with ſo many Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bats, he might have marched, without reſiſtance to the Capital City of that Kingdom, which the noiſe of his Fortune had filled with a pannick terrour; but then in too weak a condition to purſue his Victory, the Winter's rigour, that already began to diſtreſs his Army, and his Maſters orders, who was unwilling he ſhould ingage further, before he received ſome ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plies he intended to ſend him, obliged his return to the City where he left us.</p>
                  <p>Never did man bring back a modeſty comparable to his, from ſo great a victory; he gave us an account of what had paſt, with abundance of affliction in his looks, and excuſed the miſchiefs his honour had inforced him to do us, in ſuch winning language as we found it im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſible to hate him.</p>
                  <p>A few daies after I began to perceive he regarded me with an eye no longer indifferent, his words were ranged with more care and leſs confidence than before, and in all his acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons he eſſai'd to beſpeak me an opinion, that the world could not offer him an employment which was not leſs important and conſiderable in his thoughts, than the pettieſt occaſion to ſerve and pleaſe me: had I commented upon this carriage of his with intereſt, my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jectures could not have miſſed the mark he aimed at, but as I was then young, and my ſpirit untrained to thoſe diſcoveries, and my thoughts prepoſſeſſed with the ſenſe of our Captivity, in which (though ſweetned with his civilities) I could not chuſe but taſte the reſtraint, I did not level my regards at a man ſo vaſtly below me, to tie any particular remark upon his behaviour, which in all probability would have made me flie his converſation.</p>
                  <p>One day he came into the Queen's Chamber, and entertaining me, while my Mother was buſied about ſome diſpatches ſhe was to ſend to the King (for that liberty was allowed her) after the exchange of ſome other diſcourſe that begun the Dialogue. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you would have great cauſe to hate me, if I did not ſtrive with all the ſtrength of induſtry to remove it, and to the prejudice of what (my honour excepted) is the deareſt thing in the world to my wiſhes, I did not endeavour to give you ſome ſervice, which you could never receive by the ſingle ſuffrage of my will, if that pretious liberty, which for my misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune more than yours, our ſucceſs in war has raviſhed from you, depended upon my re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſignation, it would not remain ſo long in anothers cuſtody,</q> as that—He ſtopt ſhort at theſe words, and confeſſed by a change of a look a confuſion in his thoughts, which I was then too innocent to obſerve, (though I had better intelligence from ſome reflections ſince upon that paſſage)
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and after ſome moments of ſilence, recovering his ſpeech, <q>I ſay Madam, <hi>purſued he,</hi> had it been in my power to finiſh this reſtraint of yours, that throws me at the feet of your mercy for a gentle conſtruction, the very ſame day I was ſo unlucky to begin it, you ſhould not now regard me, as the man that has done you the rudeſt injury, but as he that would gladly ſprinkle the pureſt bloud about his heart, upon your Altar, to expiate his crime. It is my misfortune, that I cannot crave that liberty to my ſelf, without deceiving a Maſter, to whom I owe all, and betraying the truſt he has depoſited in me, beyond the juſt claim of my deſerts; nor would thoſe Forces, that obey me by his order, do leſs than openly op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe a deſign of that nature; and in fine, Madam, my thoughts can plot no ſafer contri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vance to releaſe you from this eſtate, which I cannot look upon without ſighs and bluſhes, than the ſame I had choſen to ſerve you.</q>
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                  <p>I was glad to hear theſe words, that put me in ſome hope of liberty, and regarding <hi>Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ban</hi> with an aſpect that told him as much: <q>And upon what projection, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> have you faſtened to reſtore us our freedom? have you ſent propoſitions to the King my Father, and does he offer Provinces or Treaſures for the price of our liberties? No Madam, <hi>replyed Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban,</hi> I ſhall only direct my addreſſes to the King my Maſter, and 'tis from the affection he bears me, and that promiſed recompence, which his goodneſs deems a juſt debt to the ſervices I have done him, that I derive a hope of means to releaſe you: vouchſafe, Madam, if you pleaſe, <hi>purſued he,</hi> drawing out a letter from his pocket, and preſenting it open to my hands, to read here what he has done me the honour to write me, and Judge if this boun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty does not juſtly embolden me to demand ſomething of a grand value at his royal hands.</q> At theſe words he gave me the letter, wherein I read what follows.</p>
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                        <head>Tigranes <hi>King of the</hi> Medes, <hi>to the invincible</hi> Artaban.</head>
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                           <q>I Should be the moſt ingrateful of Princes, ſhould I withold the confeſſion that I owe you all, and I do not debaſe my dignity in publiſhing, that I hold my Crown of you, ſince your admirable valour catched it when it was falling from my head, and replanted it there by the entire ruine of mine Enemies: I ſee the bounty of Heaven that preſented you to me, as the tutelary Demon of <hi>Media</hi> ſtill ſhowers the ſame ſucceſs upon you in the <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thians</hi> Country, as when you firſt beat them from our threſholds, and it is now ground<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs hope that bids me expect a more puiſſant Crown from your victorious Sword than my Predeceſſors left me. But dear <hi>Artaban,</hi> what can I do to be quit with your de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerts: and what reward will be high enough to meaſure with your ſervices? With a part of thoſe Territories your invincible arm has reſtored me, demand ſomething elſe that carries a greater value, and though your deſires include a large ſhare of my proper blood, do not feat the refuſal of a King, whom the unparallel'd effects of your vertue has rendered inviolably yours.</q>
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                     <q>I avow, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> to <hi>Artaban, after I had read this letter,</hi> that the <hi>Median</hi> King does in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>genuouſly acknowledge what he owes you, yet I muſt ſay too, there was little reaſon he ſhould have ſpoke leſs to that purpoſe: and ſhould he ſtick at the price of any recompence, he would prove himſelf unworthy of thoſe important ſervices you have done him. Would to Heavens, <hi>replyed Artaban with a ſigh,</hi> that all perſons to whom I have vowed ſervice, would accept and own it as your judgement directs them, and that you your ſelf (when I ſhall once be ſo happy to make good my intentions) would ſuit your re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments to your own language. You would wrong us to doubt, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther the Queen or my ſelf do not think our ſelves highly obliged to your noble offices, or ſhall ever be tardy in her wills to expreſs, though at the rate of ſomething that is deareſt, that our apprehenſions are neither ſlow nor inſenſible to your genero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſity. No Madam, <hi>added he,</hi> in lieu of thoſe promiſes you offer ſo freely, I expect a loſs that in all appearance my whole life will hardly repair, however that cold fear ſhall not paſs my deſign to pleaſe you, and in a few daies you ſhall know what I ſhall be able to do for your ſervice.</q>
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                  <p>He then ſaid no more, being obliged to join with the Queen, who had newly finiſhed her diſpatches, and begin another diſcourſe.</p>
                  <p>After his departure I acquainted the Queen with the hopes he had given me, and as ſhe had cauſe to credit the parole of ſo brave a man, ſhe began to take out ſome leſſons of com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort, from the opinion of his vertue, and ſolemnly wait the effects of promiſe. Nor did our expectations abuſe us, and ſince I cannot be civil with your patience, unleſs I abridge a diſcourſe, that if I untwiſted every particular, would reach <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o an inſufferable length, be plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed to know that a few dayes after, <hi>Artaban</hi> entred the Queens Chamber, with the Charact<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers of a grand ſatisfaction in his face, though a little interlin'd with ſome petty diſpleaſure,
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and when he had accoſted us, Madam, <hi>ſaid he</hi> to the <hi>Queen,</hi> 
                     <q>I am come to tender the performa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nce of a Promiſe, that I lately paſſed to the Princeſs your Daughter, and to let you know that I am now the happy Maſter of ſome power to ſerve you, vouchſafe, <hi>purſued he, preſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting a letter to the Queen</hi> to peruſe this Commiſſion, I lately received from the King my Maſter. The Queen took the letter from his hands, and having opened it, read theſe words.</q>
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                        <head>Tigranes <hi>King of the</hi> Medes <hi>to General</hi> Artaban.</head>
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                           <q>I Am aſhamed, my dear <hi>Artaban,</hi> you ſhould undervalue the meed of your ineſtimable valour, at the poor price of two womens ranſom; and I wiſh with paſſion your de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand had taken a larger compaſſe, and included a part of my Province: Time will not be much older before I ſhall ſee you upon the Theatre of your conqueſt, where I intend to wrangle with your modeſty, for the offence it hath given to my affection: In the mean time, diſpoſe of theſe two Princeſſes, of all the Booty, and Priſoners that are in your hands, with an abſolue authority: This is my earneſt deſire, and when I come I ſhall complain of your nicety, if I find you have ſcrupled to perform it.</q>
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                     <q>The Queen was infinitely pleaſed in reading this letter, and not able to diſſemble it, I never doubted, <hi>ſaid ſhe to Artaban,</hi> that the <hi>Median</hi> King could ſtumble at the deſires of a man, to whoſe Heroick acts he owes the preſervation of his own, and the advantage he has gotten upon our territories; had the King my Husband ſo brave a Servant as <hi>Artaban,</hi> I am confident he would think all the riches and honour in his power to cheap to reward him; I ſee our liberty is an entire dependent upon your will, and though your deportment has infinitely ſweetned the loſſe of it, the deſire to unte rieſtraint is ſo natural, eſpecially in per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of our ſex and rank, as I hope you will not think it ſtrange, if we ask it of you, offering ſuch a price to redeem it, as your eſtimation ſhall appoint. Would I ſet your liberties to ſale, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd Artaban,</hi> the King your Husbands Crown were too little to pay the ranſom: but Madam, I do not value the poſſeſſion of provinces at that hight, to compare with the glory I ſhal reap in rendring you a ſervice, that may in ſome manner repair the diſpleaſures you have recei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved by our arms. Madam, you are free, your liberty had the ſame date with my power to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nounce it; and you are in Suit of a ranſom, which you cannot offer again, without diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>obliging a man, to whom, if Heaven has not given the birth of a Prince, perhaps it has not refuſed the courage. There's none can raiſe a doubt againſt it <hi>(reply'd the Queen, tenderly touched with a graceful wonder, at</hi> Artaban's <hi>nobleneſs)</hi> and if the Gods have not yet reached a Scepter to your hands, they have given you a vertue preferrable to the Roman Empire: we do not bluſh to receive the gift you offer us from ſo great a man, and our judgements ſhall take advice from the vaſt difference betwixthim and others, to ſhape our recompence well by the model of his vertue as his obligation. I ſhall only deſire, <hi>reply'd Artaban,</hi> three three daies more of your Majeſties reſidence in the City, a ſpace required by neceſſity, for the preparation of an equipage worthy to attend you, and not irrequiſite to lengthen the comfort of a man, who to ſerve you, does poſſibly divorce his eyes from their deareſt object for ever.</q>
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                  <p>While he was uttering theſe words, I perceived his face was ſuddenly overcaſt with the cloud of grief, but I then only apprehended it as a Character of his excellent nature and the Queen deceived as well as I, with the ſame opinion, only ſuffered it to improve her eſtimation, and augment her acknowledgment of his goodneſſe.</p>
                  <p>We prepared for our departure, with a great deal of contentment, but the Gods other<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe diſpoſed of our affairs, and for the firſt <hi>Remora</hi> to retard our wiſhes, the next morning my Mother was arreſted with a furious Feaver, the following daies it ſucceſſively encreaſed with much violence, and in a few others grew enraged to ſuch a height, as ſhewed an paparent danger of her life. I will not ſad you Madam, with the recital of my grief, nor repeat the regrets I uttered to ſee her ſo cruelly handled by her malady, at that point of time when her health was ſo neceſſary.</p>
                  <p>I ſtirred not from her pillow, where the tender affection due to ſo dear a Mother, almoſt melted me into tears for her danger.</p>
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                     <hi>Artaban,</hi> whoſe affliction appeared little ſhort of mine, forgot not to urge every ſhadow of a reaſon, that might contribute to my comfort, and cauſed the Queen to be ſerved with as ſpecious a care, as if ſhe had been in <hi>Phraates</hi> Palace.</p>
                  <p>The King my Father, with <hi>Artaban</hi>'s permiſſion, often ſent to underſtand her condition, and I wrote him a perfect account of all the paſſages and gave him every ſingle particular, how the generous <hi>Artaban</hi> had obliged us.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time, Heaven was pleaſed to take away all the danger, but her half conquered malady proved ſo obſtinate a reſiſtance of nature, as it coſt her more than fifteen daies after the
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Feaver had left her, before ſhe could recover ſtrength enough to quit her bed. When my fears were once over-blown, <hi>Artaban</hi> reſumed his uſual parley, with more facility, than when my grief forbad that freedom; but he ſtill framed his diſcourſes to ſuch a faſhion, as I per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived he eclipſed part of his thoughts, and was forced to do violence upon himſelf to keep his heart from his tongue.</p>
                  <p>I then began to entertain ſome little ſuſpitions of the truth, but the freſh ſenſe of our ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligation to that man, made me flie all occaſions to confirm them, for fear of learning ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing that might urge me to treat him with an uneven brow; and indeed himſelf ſought them ſo coldly, as I found no neceſſity to disfigure the face of my behaviour towards him.</p>
                  <p>At laſt the Queens approaches to health renewed the aſſurance of our departure; but our deſtiny diſpoſed it ſo, that the ſame day ſhe left her bed, <hi>Artaban</hi> received intelligence that <hi>Tigranes</hi> was upon his march to the City with freſh ſupplies for his Army, and three or four daies after we ſaw him arrived with a pompous and magnificent equipage.</p>
                  <p>I know not what Prophetick Demon taught us to look upon his coming at a point of time, as an unlucky Omen: but the Queen was troubled at it, and <hi>Artaban</hi> him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf (though his Maſter received him with all the careſſes that his ſervice and deſerts could teach him to expect) appeared but little ſatisfied. However we diſpoſed our ſelves to receive him as became us, and his viſit was no longer deferred than till the ſecond day after his arrival.</p>
                  <p>The Queen had then ſtrength enough to walk about the Chamber, and hoped in a ſhort time to endure a Litter which enabled her with a little help, to give him the Complement of a meeting at the Chamber door; he entered it leaning upon <hi>Artaban</hi>'s Arm, with a very plauſible deportment, thts Prince had a handſome aſpect, his years were about ſix or ſeven and twenty, his accoſt very civil, and the converſe agreeable. He treated us with a great deal of reſpect, told the Queen he was come to confirm the promiſe <hi>Artaban</hi> had made her, that he was ſorry her malady had hindred her from gathering the fruits of it, and that the ſatisfaction he reſented, to ſee her in a place, where he might offer her ſome acceptable ſervice, was moderated by the diſpleaſure he took from her indiſpoſition.</p>
                  <p>The Queen replyed to this diſcourſe with a great deal of acknowledgment, aſſured him in behalf of the King her Husband, that his Generoſity would gain a greater conqueſt upon him than his Arms, and forgot nothing that a dextrous and diſcreet Princeſs might ſpeak to pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe, at ſuch an encounter.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> ſtaid and entertained us that whole day; but at the next interview, he directed his language and behaviour to me with a partitular addreſſe, and by the cruelty of my deſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny, miſtook ſomething in my face that he thought was amiable.</p>
                  <p>His firſt expreſſions were ſeaſoned with nought but common civility, and he contented him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf to make me a diſcourſe that might paſſe for a piece of gallantry among perſons of any e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>qual condition; the ſecond day he made my beauty his Theme, and ſpent ſome Rhetorick in praiſes upon it, though he let fall no language that imported it had made any Sculpture upon his heart; but at the third, he explained himſelf more openly, and approaching to me near a window, while <hi>Artaban</hi> entertained the Queen by his command: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> ſuch Priſoners as you are very dangerous, and I fear <hi>Artaban</hi> has done me a diſſervice in detaining you here ſo long, to make an unhappy paſſe of my condition into the ſame with yours.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words, which I was not accuſtomed to hear, diſcompoſed me ſo ſtrangely, as I wanted aſſurance on the ſudden to ſhape him an anſwer, only in letting fall my looks to the ground, I endeavoured to give him notice that I was uterly unprepared for diſcourſes of that nature. <q>Do Madam, <hi>added he, remarking my action,</hi> do, turn aſide thoſe bright eies, perhaps for ſhame of your laſt conqueſt, the wounds they made are deeper and more mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal than any of thoſe ſwords can give that are drawn to decide our quarrel, and believe it the King of <hi>Parthia</hi> has nothing ſo powerful as they to diſarm us, or make me do homage to his Empire.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>He ſaid no more, and the intelligence he took from my face, that his words had refuſed me, made him preſerve the reſt till ſome other time, and addreſs his diſcourſe to my Mother; but that Evening retiring with <hi>Artaban</hi> (as I ſince underſtood) <q>Ah <hi>Artaban, ſaid he,</hi> what a milky path of beauty is this <hi>Parthian</hi> Princeſs, and how over-ſeen were you, that you did not forewarn me of the danger to behold her!</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban</hi> was troubled to hear theſe words, and the jealous conjectures he drew from theſe beginnings, taught him too well to preſage a part of the ſequel, but if he was nettled with thoſe thoughts, I was not leſs perplexed, at the diſcourſe his Maſter had made me, and the Queen taking notice of ſome ſtings of diſcontent, that ſtuck in my viſage,
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preſſed me ſo earneſtly to reveal the cauſe, as I was conſtrained to ſtrip the truth of it to her knolwedge.</p>
                  <p>The next day my anxieties were very ſenſibly redoubled, and <hi>Tigranes</hi> repeating his viſit, having once more engaged the Queen in a diſcourſe with two Princes of his lineage; accoſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed me with more confidence than before, and anticipating of a part of what he had to ſay by his looks; <q>I know not, Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> whether the King your, Father makes uſe of you to revenge his quarrel, but I am ſure he could not impoſe a harder condition upon his cruelleſt Enemy,</q> than the ſad Eſtate whereto your beauty has reduced me, and if I did not hope ſome redreſſe from your pity I ſhould think my ſelf the moſt unfortunate and loſt Prince that ever felt a paſſion.</p>
                  <p>The cloſe of this diſcourſe was as unwelcome to myear as the Prologue, and now no lon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger willing to perſonate a ſtupid inſenſibility, <q>I ſtrugled with my ſelf to return him this an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer;</q> 
                     <q>The King of <hi>Parthia</hi>'s reſentments, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> are enjoyned by Juſtice, to deſign a large part of their animoſity, to thoſe noble offices we have received from you and yours, and I cannot comprehend how you ſhould be reduced to a condition worthy of pity either by his arms or mine; I know not, <hi>Tigranes,</hi> whether to die daily for you will give me a good title to your companion; but of this I am aſſured that the charity of it can never expend it ſelf upon a greater neceſſity, and if pains and ſufferings can attract it, never had any tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment a better claim than mine.</q> This hardy diſcourſe (which implyed but little reſpect to a Princeſſe, with whom the King's acquaintance was not above four daies old) did a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle anger me, and not able to diſſemble it. <q>My preſent condition, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> enforces me to that from you which perhaps your own diſcretion would make ſome conſcience to ſuffer diſpenſe with at another ſeaſon.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> was guided by theſe words, to obſerve ſuch a diſcontent upon my brow, as per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwaded him then to give over the purſuit of that ſubject, but a few daies after he renewed the chaſe, and in fine, gaveme plainly to underſtand that I was reduced to endure his per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fecutions.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban,</hi> who drove a greater intereſt in his Maſters new-born paſſion that we conjectu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, perceived it with a very ſenſible diſpleaſure, and reſolved to employ all his power to cut it off in its infancy: the Queen quickly found her ſelf able to endure a Little, and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving it high time to challenge the promiſe of her liberty, gave notice to <hi>Artaban</hi> that health would not permit her to accept his offer.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban,</hi> who knew he had no leſs reaſon to expedite the performance than ſhe to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand it, and who could not ſee us in the power of <hi>Tygranes,</hi> without ſuch diſquiets as reſult from a timerous jealouſie, readily diſpos'd himſelf to render us that office, and the ſame day moved the King to confirm his grant, whereof the effects had only been retarded by the Queens indiſpoſition. <hi>Tygranes</hi> received this propoſition from <hi>Artaban,</hi> with a face full of trouble, and after he had taken ſome time to return his anſwer: <q>
                        <hi>Artaban, ſaid he,</hi> what need you make ſuch haſt to precipitate a buſineſs, that does not demand it? the Queen of <hi>Parthia</hi> has not been ill treated among us, and we ſhall have time enough to talk of her departure, when we may agree to it with more civility.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban</hi> heard theſe words with a mortal diſpleaſure, but knowing the prompt and impati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent humour of <hi>Tygranes,</hi> he thought it not then fit to preſs him farther.</p>
                  <p>After this he ſtayed ſome daies before he renewed his requeſt, and the King knowing his intention, and how his honour was engaged, grew cautions to envade all occaſions, that might again betray his ear to ſuch addreſſes, and by putting on a more ſerious and cold aſpect than ordinary, endeavours to rebate the edge of his importunity; but he dealt with a ſpirit, which neither fear, nor all the conſiderations of Intereſt and Fortune, had power to ſtagger in the proſecution of what ſo weightily concerned his word and honour, for which he had no ſooner ſeconded our ſolicitations, but with a firm reſolve, to expoſe himſelf to all the hazard and danger that could menace his enterpriſe, he went to find the King in his Cabinet, and with a brave aſſurance, in his looks demanded the performanc of his promiſe, that referred to our releaſe: <hi>Tygranes</hi> took theſe words very ill at his hands, and he ſaw himſelf obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged to reply, <q>Ah <hi>Artaban, ſaid he, turning his head aſide,</hi> how little care you keep to pleaſe your friends! How Sir, <hi>ſaid Artaban,</hi> would you approve my complacence, ſhould I counſel you to violate the royal word you have paſſ'd, and I too in your behalf, to the greateſt Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes in the world. The word you have given <hi>(reply'd the King, who began to kindle at the liberty of his language)</hi> does not engage you at all, ſince the execution depends not on you, and you ſhall fairly excuſe and acquit your ſelves when you tell them, that I have changed my intention. Though that were enough to diſengage me, anſwered <hi>Artaban,</hi> yet Sir, it leaves the debt of your promiſe unpaid, and I am tenderly enough concerned in what touches your honour to oppoſe my ſelf, with all the credit I ever gained in your
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thoughts, to an action that expoſes you to eternal reproaches. It was only to you, <hi>reply'd Tigranes,</hi> that I paſſed my promiſe, and the knowledge of your ſelf and me, will not let you be ignorant; that I have power to revoke it when I pleaſe.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban,</hi> whoſe courage could never bow to any baſe conſideration, could not tamely pocket diſcourſe ſo full of an angry ſcorn, and regarding the King with a haughty eye, and with that natural fierceneſs, that was ready to ſtart into his looks and actions, when his courage wak'd it. <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I am not born your Subject, and it was only my uncon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrained will, that brought me to unſheath my Sword in your ſervice, where-with you have reaped too fruitful a harveſt of profit and glory, to treat me juſtly with ſo much contempt and indignity; if you think the paſſive obedience that may be required by a Soveraign from a Subject, will ſerve to acquit you of your promiſe, your plea is not good againſt a man that owes you no allegiance, and one that has done more for you than all your <hi>Medians</hi> at a lump together; Sir, if you have any room left in your ſoul for the conſideration of ſervi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, thoſe I have rendered you may poſſible be found important enough to merit ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing more than what you have accorded. The ſervices you have done me, <hi>replyed the King, inflam'd with choler,</hi> have all been prerequited by degrees of honour, miſplaced by my boun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty upon you, to the prejudice of many perſons, that had a juſter title than you to their poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſion; and though your ſervices be already overpaid, know I am willing to add another recompence, in ſuffering your inſolent language to paſs without a puniſhment; which I can as eaſily inflict, as you have ſaucily deſerved it.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words ſtrangled all the conſideration of patience and reſpect in <hi>Artaban,</hi> and as his rage had then rendered him utterly incapable of fear, regarding the King with an action full of diſdain: <q>think not King of the <hi>Medes, ſaid he,</hi> that I can either ſhrink at your threats, or be bought with thoſe benefits wherewith you upbraid me: No, both the one and the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther are too much below me, and ſo long as I carried this ſword about me (that put the Crown upon your head, and cut you out a condition to talk like a Maſter upon the King of <hi>Parthia</hi>'s Territories, that a few months ſince had ſcarce a corner of your own to ſecure you) I ſhall teach it to defend me againſt all my Enemies; and gather fairer Flowers of Dignity and Honour in the wide field of the World, than any I can hope from ſuch a King as You, perhaps I may carry it into places, where it may prove as it has been ſerviceable to you; and by the aſſiſtance of my abuſed ſpirit, I may one day compel You to keep your word, or at leaſt diſengage me of mine.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At the cloſe of theſe words he turned his back upon the King, without paying the leaſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verence to his perſon, and holding his hand upon the guard of his ſword, went out of the Chamber with an action ſo terrible, as of all thoſe that were near the King, there was not a man ſo hardy to oppoſe his paſſage, or had courage enough to come near him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> remained ſo aſtoniſhed and confus'd at this adventure, as he knew not where he was, nor had he then the aſſurance to reply one word, or call to his guard to arreſt him; he might eaſily have taken his Life, and thoſe thoughts that were the eldeſt children of his anger did vote it ſo, but ſome of the chief Nobility then about him, that held <hi>Artaban</hi>'s vertue in a great veneration, ſtep'd ſo readily in to mediate in his behalf, by inſinuating the memory of thoſe grand things he had done in his ſervice, as believing he could not put him to death, without a barbarous ingratitude, that would render him odious and deteſtable to all the Earth, he contented himſelf to ſend him a Command by the Captain of his guards, to get him out of the City the ſame day, and appear no more in his Dominions upon for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feiture of his life.</p>
                  <p>This ſentence of <hi>Artaban</hi>'s baniſhment was perfectly ſuperfluous, ſince if the King had offered to have bought his reſidence with a large reward, he would have ſtayed no longer in his ſervice; he had no ſooner left the preſence, but he came to our lodging, with all the haſte he could make, for fear delay ſhould give <hi>Tigranes</hi> leiſure to cut off his paſſage to that viſit with a prohibition.</p>
                  <p>He ſtrugled with himſelf before he came at us, to ſweeten and ſuppreſs all that was ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible in his looks, yet he could not do it ſo ſmoothly, but we obſerved ſome alteration there, which neither the grandeur of his courage, or reſpect had power to diſguiſe; he had no ſooner aborded us, but addreſſing himſelf to the Queen; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I am come, with unſpeakable regret, to avow my impuiſſance, and ungrateful King, a Prince that violates his word, and a Man unworthy to wear a Crown, has rob'd me of the means to reſtore you your liberty, and by the help of an injurious diſ-eſteem of my ſervices, and his own honour, has unworthily decreed, that You remain his Priſoners, and that I muſt live with the ſhame of that affront he has given me, and the ſorrow of failing to redeem the reputation that was pawn'd in my promiſe to releaſe you; Madam I muſt leave you in the power of a King, that (baſely ingrateful as he is) I know will not dare to forget the reſpect that is
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due to you, and I am going to make his Enemies amends, for the wrongs I have unlucki<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly done them in my ſervices to him, for which I carry away with me no other regard than ſhame and repentance: if the King your Husband will now accept the ſervice of this ſword which I drew againſt him and his with too much ſucceſs, peradventure it may heal the wounds it has given, in taking back what it took away, and by this very ſword I engage my ſelf once more before the Gods and you, to reſtore your liberty: Madam, if my Soul ſtayes in this clay, you need not fear a ſecond failing of my promiſe, I am confident I ſhall draw you from the hands of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> though deprived of all human aſſiſtance, and if the King of <hi>Parthia</hi> judges me worthy of any eminent employment in his Army, I do not queſtion but quickly to ſend back that ingrateful man, to ſeek a refuge in the limits that his Father left him: I confeſs, Madam, I muſt ask ſome time to confirm you this aſſurance, and to demand your pardon as I ought, for the offences I have committed by this unwilling abuſe of your expectation, in a promiſe that I had not power enough to make good.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban,</hi> after theſe words, prepared himſelf to take his leave of us, when the Queen (who had heard his diſcourſe) with aſtoniſhment and ſurprizal ſtaying him by his arm, <q>Think not generous <hi>Artaban, ſaid ſhe,</hi> that becauſe we ſee our ſelves deprived of the hopes you have given us, we can find any cauſe of complaint againſt you, 'twas my indiſpoſiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on that only hindred the effects of your goodneſs, and we are ſtill tyed in obligation to that noble intent, as all the power the King my Husband has left him, is too weak to requite it: indeed we ſhall ſtay here with too much regret, in being deprived of that ſupport and comfort we received in you, but the profit we are like to reap, by gaining ſo brave a man to our party, whom victory waits upon like a Page, gives a pleaſing re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liſh to this ſecond loſs of our liberties: the King of <hi>Parthia</hi> knows your vertue to his coſt, and he is not ignorant how deeply you have put us in your debt: if you draw your ſword in his quarral, you will doubtleſs find from his juſt reſentments, all that you loſt by <hi>Tygranes</hi> ingratitude, and if, as I hope it is, your valour be allotted to cut our chains aſunder, we ſhall then ſee you in ſome other places, where we can better accknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge what we owe to your generoſity.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words, ſeeing he only returned her the anſwer of a low reverence, ſhe em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>braced him as her Benefactor, and after he had taken his leave of her, approaching to me; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> be pleaſed to allow this ambition of mine to ſerve you and yours, till the laſt moment of my life, and if the Gods permit that I thrive in this deſign, do me the grace to regard the ſucceſs with ſome bounty; but if they decree that I periſh in the enterprize, I hope you will honour the memory of a man, with a little place in your thoughts, to whom the occaſion to dye for your intereſt, was far dearer and more glorious than the poſſeſſion of Empires.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>There was two much paſſion betrayed in theſe words, and the manner wherewith he pronounced them accuſed his diſcretion too openly; however, (as our condition and his kindneſs was then ballanced) I was loath to underſtand them in a criminal ſenſe, but regarding him with a viſage, that ſpoke a great deal of good will: <q>Go gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous Artaban, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> obey the motions wherewith your good Fortune inſpires you, and do not doubt but I ſhall ever cheriſh as great an eſteem of your perſon, and as grateful a reſentment of your actions, as your own deſires can frame you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban</hi>'s face confeſſed a great deal of ſatisfaction from theſe few words, and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving kiſſed my hand by the Queens conſent, who, made me a ſign to give it him, he took his leave and retired to the Chamber, where all things were prepared for his de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parture, and delayed his ſtay no longer, than the time it would coſt him to mount himſelf and ſome of his Servants on Horſeback, giving order to the reſt of his Equi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>page, to follow him to the place where he intended to lodge; he was ſo paſſionately loved by the Officers of the Army, as a great part of them offered to run his Fortune, but they could not gain his conſent ſo much as to ſuffer one ſingle man to go with him beſides his Domeſticks.</p>
                  <p>Really we ſhould have ſtayed behind him with no mediocrity of grief for his departure, if it had not been ſweetned by the cognizance we took of that conſiderable ſuccour he carried to our Army in his ſingle perſon; the grandeur of his actions, that had got him a loud fame among all thoſe that loved and knew how to uſe a ſword, and the things he had done and was like to do to our advantage: from the advice of theſe experiments we took an opinion that taught us to conſider him as a man that was wholly extraordinary; and ſince tis but fit I ſhould give you my thoughts in their naked innocence, I cannot but confeſs to you that the marvellous qualities of his perſon, and the grand obligations wherewith his vertuehad tied us to him, had fetched him ſome wiſhes in my breaſt, that had more warmththan uſually tempers common good will, and could I have judged his birth but approaching to any
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equality with mine, I think my ſoul had preferred him before all the men in the world: this was all the advantage he had gain'd upon me, and perhaps it was not ſo cheap in a perſon of my humour, but it might have given him content enough had he known it.</p>
                  <p>The next day after his departure, the King of the <hi>Medes</hi> made us a viſit, and accoſted us with as great a confidence as if he had given us no cauſe of complaint againſt him; he made the Queen very bad excuſes for what he had done, and told her that ſome important reaſons had perſwaded him to defer thoſe intents that were proportioned to our wiſhes, that ſo ſoon as he had ranged his affairs in the order he aimed at, he would render a fairer ſatisfacti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on to our deſires, than <hi>Artaban</hi> could teach us to hope for. The Queen replyed, that ſhe never had any other pretence to that favour, than by ſuch ways as the world had tracked be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore her, and though <hi>Artaban</hi> with an acceſs of generoſity, had refus'd the ranſom ſhe had offered, ſhe had ever perſiſted in her deſign to ſend it him, and ſhe knew the King of <hi>Parthia</hi>'s diſpoſition too well, to believe he would receive a preſent from his Enemies, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs reaſon made the conditions: <hi>Tigranes</hi> returned an anſwer that was near a kin to his for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer diſcourſe: but a little after accoſting me: <q>Think not Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that any other reaſon could oblige me to an action, which (if you place rigour in your judgement-ſear) I know undergoes a heavy Cenſure, but the impoſſibility that I feel to rend my ſelf from you ſo ſuddenly: no Madam, either conſent to ſtay with us, or carry me with you a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mong the <hi>Parthians;</hi> for believe it, the ſeparation from my Court and liberty, will be leſs inſupportable than to part with you; nor need you afflict your ſelf to ſtay with a King that is more your Priſoner than you are his, with a King that will ſooner give up the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priety in his Crown and life, than ruffle the ſmooth harmony of your thoughts with the leaſt diſpleaſure: where will you reign with a more abſolute Soveraignty, than in a place where Kings are your Subjects? and what condition can your expectation frame among the <hi>Parthians,</hi> that is more advantageous than to have a Crowned ſlave to atend you?</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>He vexed me with a multitude of hotter words to this purpoſe, which I ſtill replyed to, in termes that were little obliging. The following dayes were imployed in this man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner to prolong my affliction, but he alwaies ſweetned his perſecutions with reſpect, and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed not only himſelf, but his whole Court (by his example and Command) behaved themſelves to us with ſuch a ſtudied civility, as I could accuſe him for nothing elſe but the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſal of our liberty, and the importunity of his love.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time <hi>Artaban</hi> advanced by great Journies to the place where the King my Father reſided, and though he paſſed through an Enemies Countrey that he had handled very harſhly, he carried ſuch confidence in himſelf, as he never ſo much as de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded a Convoy, nor ſought any Caution for the ſafety of his perſon; nevertheleſs as his train was very great and magnifique for a private man, he was oft examined about the cauſe of his voyage, but ſo ſoon as he declared that he went to find out the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> all the paſſages flew open to receive him, and the general belief that he was going with propoſitions of peace, got him divers offers of a ſafe conduct and guard to the Court.</p>
                  <p>In fine, he arrived at <hi>Hecatompolis,</hi> where the King was then making new Leavies on all ſides, to regain a condition once more to take the Field, and march in perſon to the place, where we were, ſo ſoon as the ſeaſon would ſuffer him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban</hi> was not ſo preciſe as to obſerve the ordinary formalities, that uſually precede the admiſſion of a ſtranger to a Royal preſence: but having only demanded permiſſion to ſpeak with the King, he entred the great Chamber where he ſaw him invironed with the principal perſons of his Court. The Nobility of his aſpect and garb, pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently drew the eyes of all the aſſiſtants upon him, and while they were gathering freſh cauſes of wonder about him, he made his approaches to the King with a moſt becom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing confidence, and having paid him the reverence that he believed was due: Sir ſaid he, <q>I am <hi>Artaban,</hi> that name is probably known to you by the damage it has done you, and by ſome advantages in War, that Fortune has given me upon your ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects, I have quitted the Service of an ungrateful King, to come and enroll my ſelf in yours, if you be willing to receive me: the diſhonour he has done me (in refuſing li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty to the Queen your Wife, the Princeſs your Daughter) by an infamous breach of promiſe, has made me reſolve to abandon him, and bring that Sword to his Enemies, which has been drawn with too much ſucceſs in his quarrel: Sir, if you dare adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture a Commiſſion to unſheath it in your ſervice, I ſhall forfeit a great deal of confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, if it does not unravel all his victories, and do the ſame things for you againſt him; thus repairing your loſſes, I ſhall take hold of occaſion to revenge my parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cular injury: if you regard me as an enemy that retarded your conqueſts, and deſtroyed ſo many thouſands of your ſubjects, you have now the power in your hands to puniſh the out<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage it has done you; but if you can bend any thought to conſider me as a man that may
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be uſeful to advance your intereſts, poſſible there wants no more than your own conſent to re-aſſure your eſtate, and revenge your ſelves upon your Enemies.</q>
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                  <p>Thus did the undaunted <hi>Artaban</hi> diſcourſe the intent of his coming, and the King whoſe wonder at the firſt gaze had done homage to the haughty and handſome charms of his viſage, and then improved his ſurprizal at the name of <hi>Artaban,</hi> which he had too much cauſe to remember, could liſten to ſo bold a ſpeech, and ſo conformed to the greatneſs of his actions that pronounced it, without a marvellous aſtoniſhment; he often travel'd his eye upon him from head to foot, and incountred nothing but freſh excuſes of his admiration in his perſon, diſcourſe and action:</p>
                  <p>At firſt the name of that <hi>Artaban,</hi> that had ſnatch'd the <hi>Median</hi> Crown out of his hands, and ſhaken his own ſo rudely, as he already apprehended the fall of it, began to kindle ſome reſentments, and for a few moments he regarded him as an Enemy that had blaſted the fruit and glory of his Actions, by the gaining of three great battels, the taking of his Towns, and the death of 100000 <hi>Parthians;</hi> but at the ſame time he remembred, what the Queens Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters and mine had mine had mentioned of his treatment, and the noble deſign he had to ſet us at liberty; in ſequel he conſidered the franchiſe of his action, and the grand confidence expreſt by the expoſure of his ſafety, unforced by neceſſity, to an uncertain and dangerous trial; and in fine, he fell to examine his own intereſt which he found was highly concerned in the gaining of a man that drag'd victory after him, and who alone was able to change his deſtiny.</p>
                  <p>This laſt thought got the victory of all the reſt, and when he had caſhiered the former, and cleared up thoſe clouds that ſeemed to preſage a ſtorm in his viſage, while he was yet irreſolute, he approach'd <hi>Artaban</hi> with open arms, and giving him his hand with an af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fable and obliging look; <q>Gallant man, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> you are welcome, the memory of your laſt actions has wiped out all the injuries you have done us, and the knowledge I have of your valour will not let me diſdain your aſſiſtance, which I receive as a certain Omen of my victory, and my enemies ruine; you may ſafely aſſure your ſelf of all thoſe advantages with us that you forſook in <hi>Media,</hi> and poſſible you ſhall find we know better than they, how to render what is due to your vertue.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words he imbrac'd him, and by his example oblig'd all thoſe in his preſence to proportion their reſpect to his high reputation, nor needed he take much pains to diſpoſe them to it, for they were all ſo prepoſſeſſed with the noiſe that ran about the world of the vertue, and the proofs of his gallantry which ſome of them had left to their coſt, that they look'd upon him as a perſon whom the Gods had raiſed above mortality; it then happened contrary to the uſual cuſtome, that thoſe whoſe birth or deſert might feed up an ambition in their ſouls to pretend to the higheſt charges, were all willing to releaſe their claims to him, and calmly ſubmitted to the Kings will without repining, when he gave him the command of his Army.</p>
                  <p>In the ſoul of <hi>Phraates,</hi> with many bad qualities, there is a mixture of ſome that are good, and as the natural channel of his inclinations ſtill carried him to warlike deſignes, he alwaies ſet a marvellous price upon valiant men, and ever gave them the upper hand of o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers in his eſteem, that were only indebted for dignities to their birth or fortune, which they could not merit by their vertue. Of this he gave a clear teſtimony in his treatment of <hi>Artaban,</hi> whom he preſently placed in the higheſt rank of his men of War, and a while after in preſence of his oldeſt Captain, gave a Commiſſion to command his Army, at the age of 22 years, for he had lived no longer.</p>
                  <p>There wanted not ſome that Criticis'd upon the Kings facility, becauſe he did not ſtay for ſome experience, before he truſted ſo weighty a charge (that imported no leſs than the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation, or utter ruine of his eſtate) to a young man bred up among his Enemies, whom only a Capricious humour had caus'd him to abandon, and with whom he was not aſſured that he did not yet hold intelligence: but <hi>Phraates</hi> had ſo ſeriouſly ſtudied the generoſity, that ſhined with an equal and continued luſtre in all <hi>Artaban</hi>'s actions, as none of thoſe detract<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing objections could penetrate his belief or leſſen his confidence in him. <hi>Artaban</hi> was very joyful to ſee himſelf inveſted with a power to act his revenge upon the <hi>Median</hi> King, and believed the promiſes of his own great heart, that before a year was run through the glaſs of time he ſhould reduce him to terms of repentance for the affront he had offered.</p>
                  <p>The winters rigour did yet oblige him to make ſome ſtay with the King, which he en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tirely employed in preparations neceſſary for his warlike expedition: but ſo ſoon as the ſeaſon grew milder at the Sun's approaches, his Troops compleat, his Companions full, and all things fitted for a march, he put himſelf in the head of 20000 Horſe, and 30000 Foot, and advanced againſt <hi>Tigranes</hi> with an order, that made the moſt experienced Captains ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mire him.</p>
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In the mean time <hi>Tigranes</hi> had not ſtir'd from <hi>Niſa</hi> (that was the Cities name where we were) and judging his preſence more neceſſary in a Conquer'd Countrey than his own, where all things were calm and aſſured, or rather not willing to abandon us, and indeed not daring to commit ſuch a ſin againſt the reſpect and complacence of his affection, as to draw us after him like ſlaves into his own Provinces, he diſperſed his orders through all parts of his Dominions, to the troops that lay ſcattered in their ſeveral Quarters, to draw up thither, and with intention to advance his conqueſts nearer the heart of <hi>Parthia,</hi> he had formed the body of an Army conſiſting of 60000 Combatants; he ſpake no more of our enlargement, and hath already rejected all the King my Fathers propoſitions for our ranſom, though they proſtituted very advantagious offers to his refuſal, for which he pleaded to me no other ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe, than that a ſeparation from me would be far more inſupportable than the fatal divorce of ſoul and body: he paid me his viſits but with too much aſſiduity, and (bating his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſcent to our enlargement) forgot nothing either in language or deportment that might make him nearer approaches in his ſiege of my affection, but inſtead of a ſucceſſive progreſs in his induſtry, every day was witneſs to a more obſtinate reſiſtance againſt his batteries, and though his perſon was handſome, and his qualities very commendable, yet the falſhood he ſhewed (as my opinion told me) in ſo baſe a revolt from his word, had given me ſuch a perfect diſguſt of all his endeavours to pleaſe me, as rendred every thing diſagreeable about him; the efforts he made to combat my averſion, were alwaies beaten off with the loſs of la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour, and though the Queen my Mother often commanded me to humour the neceſſity of our affairs, with a moderation of my rigour, and ſometimes to regard him with a gentler viſage, on purpoſe to ſecure his reſpect towards us, from the violence of deſpair, I found it very difficult to ſubdue my reluctance, and my obedience was never upon harder ſervice than in this obſtinate quarrel with my obſtinacy; we had the ſame Officers and Servants, that the King my Father left to attend us, and <hi>Tigranes</hi> had diminiſhed nothing in our houſe, nor alte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red any thing in tenour of our ſervice, only he placed a very ſtrict guard upon us, eſpecially ſince. <hi>Artabans</hi> departure, fearing (for he knew his daring ſpirit was apt to climb over the greateſt difficulties) he would make ſome attempts to deliver us.</p>
                  <p>Thsu did the pulſe of our condition beat, when fame brought him news of the <hi>Parthian</hi> armies advance, and told him that <hi>Artaban</hi> their new General marched at the head of it, and was then coming up to meet him with diſplayed Enſigns: <hi>Tygranes,</hi> who knew <hi>Artaban</hi> too well to diſpleaſe him, was a little troubled at this intelligence, but as indeed to give him his due, he was a man of courage, he quickly recovered the uſe of his diſcretion, and truſting in the number and valour of his men, which had been accuſtomed to overcome, he drew his Army together to meet his Enemies, and reſolved to lead them on in perſon, apprehending it no ſafety to truſt the abilities of any of his Commanders, to cope with ſuch a General as <hi>Artaban:</hi> he then ſaw himſelf conſtrained to quit us, and believing our perſons more ſecure in that place, than if he took us into the body of his Army, he left us there with a ſtrong Garriſon, as well to guard us, as defend the place.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time our languiſhing thoughts began to hold up their heads with more vivacity than ordinary, and by the lucky ſucceſs of <hi>Artaban</hi>'s voyage, and the hope that was repoſed in his vertue, you may eaſily judge that our wiſhes were mingled but with little good meaning to the King of <hi>Media,</hi> and this was the ſubject of the Queens diſcourſe and mine, when <hi>Tygra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> entered our Chamber to take his leave of us: he was then in a habit of War, and truly became it ſo well, as doubtleſs the Decorum of his mind and deportment might well be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiderable to all ſuch perſons as were not prepoſſes'd with diſlike and reſentment againſt him: I remember he made a thouſand bravado's in our preſence, and denounced as many mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces againſt <hi>Artaban,</hi> whom he call'd the contemptible revolted, and with too confident a cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>elty deſigned him for an exemplary puniſhment: he held us in too long a diſcourſe to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plex your patience with the repetition, and a few months before he parted from our pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, directing his particular addreſſes to me: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> if your ſolicitations of Heaven did not bandy againſt me, I ſhould think my ſelf already in a poſſeſſion of a certain victory; but ſure the Gods will not hear them, becauſe they are unjuſt, and I ſhall quickly return with Bays in my hand, from the conqueſt of a man that will not dare to look upon the face of his offended Maſter; I know I ſhall bring home that Inſolent in chains, that would have killed me with a cruel ſeparation from you, but for your ſake I ſhall make it my care to get a gentle victory upon your Fathers Subjects, and endeavour to ſpare their blood, becauſe I adore her that muſt be their Miſtreſs. I am obliged, <hi>reply'd I,</hi> to your good intentions, but ſucceſs is not alwaies ſuited to our expectations, and victory (till their bounty removes her) lives rather in the Gods hands, than in mans diſpoſal. Ah! might it pleaſe the ſame Gods, <hi>anſwered Tigranes,</hi> that the conqueſt I pretend to upon your rigour, might not prove more difficult to obtain, that I had no more to do, than
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to vanquiſh the <hi>Parthians,</hi> with their new General, to compleat my victory upon your ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit, which my fears tell me will coſt me many combats, that include far more dangers and difficulties, than I am able to encounter, among your Fathers Subjects.</q>
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                  <p>He ſtaid not for an anſwer to this diſcourſe, but taking his leave of us he went out of the Chamber and departed the City the ſame day: he only advanced ſome two dayes march to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards <hi>Artaban,</hi> ſpoiling and devaſting the Countrey as he went, and at the two dayes end, having found an advantagious paſt to encamp his Army, he reſolved to ſtay the coming up of his Enemy, and take that time to reſt his men and horſes, which he martiall'd for the battle in a very beautiful order.</p>
                  <p>He waited not long for the approach of his Rival, for the third day afer <hi>Artaban</hi> (who becauſe he was loath to haraſs his Army, had cauſed it to march but ſlowly) appeared, en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>camped in view, and the next day preſented him battle.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> accepted his offer with all ſorts of advantages, his Army was much the ſtronger in number, far leſs weary than the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and his ſtation much more commodious: but all theſe conſiderations were in capable to unbend the reſolution of his Rival to fight him, and after he had ranged his Troops with a military method, that got him the admiration of all that beheld it, he gave the ſignal to begin the Combat, and fought it with ſuch a mingled skil and bravery of Captain and Souldier, as after ſix hours bloody diſpute, wherein <hi>Tygra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> (by the confuſion of his very Enemies) behaved himſelf in his Office like a gallant Gentleman, and a good Commander, victory voted for the <hi>Parthian</hi> party, and declared her ſelf ſo entirely for them, as after they had dyed all the Field in the Crimſon Livery of death, and ſtrewed it with the greateſt part of the <hi>Median</hi> Army, there remained but a few miſera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble reliques that eſcaped the tired gluttony of their Enemies Swords, and their King, who ſtayed to ſee ſome of the lateſt Scenes of that deplorable Tragedy, had ſcarce time to ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cure his perſon by a retreat with 5 or 600 horſe) which he had gleaned from the ſeveral ſcattered Troops) to the City where he left us. The victorious <hi>Artaban,</hi> who after he ſaw his Enemies backs, did all that was poſſible to manage his Victory with moderation, and ſpare the <hi>Median</hi> blood, marched after <hi>Tigranes</hi> with ſuch a winged expedition, as he appear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed within view of the Walls, almoſt aſſoon as the King of <hi>Media</hi> entered them, and eagerly deſirous to block up the paſſages, and ſo deprive him of the means to carry us away, he made his Circumvallations the ſame day, and ſtopped up the advenues on all ſides.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> then too late ſaw the Rock againſt which his precipitate Pride had daſhed him, &amp; deduced his repentance for what had paſſed, as well from the change of his Fortune, as ſome ſad reflections that almoſt broke him upon the wheel of deſpair; the loſſe of that battel juſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied his affliction, but when he ſaw himſelf beſieged and ſhut up in a City, whence all the hope of retreat was cut off by his own imprudence, and theſe things done by a man, whoſe reſiſtance he had ſcorned, and by a man who a few days before had taken pay in his ſervice, he was ſtruck with ſo violent a grief as all the courage he could make had ſcarce force enough to reſiſt it.</p>
                  <p>You need not doubt but the frowns of his Fortune, and the view of his Enemies, which we diſcovered from our Chamber-windows, began to get life again in our ſwoonded hopes and call home our baniſhed Joys; however the Queen deemed it fit we ſhould viſit him in his affliction; he had not ſeen us ſince he took his leave when he went the expedition, but full of rage and confuſion, had confined himſelf to his Chamber, where maugre all the comfors his Servants could alledge, from what his hopes might yet lay hold of, he abandoned himſelf to a very deſolate condition, nevertheleſs he knew that ſo long as he had us in his power, he might capitulate when he pleaſed, and obtain a free paſſage to retreat into his own Countrey; but he looked upon that as a cruel remedy, and he could not conſider <hi>Artaban</hi> as the man that had reduced him to it, without a whirl-wind of furious thoughts that threw down all his patience.</p>
                  <p>After the Queen had ſent him notice that ſhe intended him a viſit, we went at laſt to his lodging (for we had liberty to walk the City through, with a great number of men at our heels, which under the honourable vizard of a train to attend us, were no other than a guard to prevent the ſtealth of our liberty) we took care in the compoſure of our looks to ſet a modeſt face upon our Fortune, and found his in too deep a melancholly die to diſſem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble it; he had no ſooner paid his ſalutes to the Queen, but addreſſing himſelf to me; <q>Your wiſhes, Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> have been more prevalent than our armes, they have given the victory to mine Enemies, and Gods as well as men believed it unlawful to croſſe your will; 'tis you alone that have been the fountain of my misfortunes, and if that affection which can never be ſhut out from hence, unleſs my ſoul keep it company, had not da<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zled my judgement, I had ordered my affairs with a greater caution, and the faithleſs <hi>Artaban</hi> had never forſaken my Colours to go ſerve my Enemies. I will not ſay, <hi>reply'd I,</hi> that we have made any vows in your favour, ſince all ſorts of reaſons forbid it; but I ſhall
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not injure truth to aſſure you, that with this victory the Gods have beſtowed upon our <hi>Parthians,</hi> we did not demand your ruine at their hands, and the change of our fortune ſhall not forbid us the practice of all the credit we have in the King my Father, to mode<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate his animoſity, and prevail for his condeſcent to as gentle conditions of Peace, as your own deſires can juſtly aim at: I know not how to believe, Madam, <hi>anſwered he,</hi> that you ſhould take ſuch a task upon you for a Prince, in whom you never underſtood any thing but ſubjects of ſcorn and contempt: no Madam, you have been too reguardleſs of my ſpirits repoſe, to perplex your ſelf with the care of my eſtate; perhaps my Fortunes are not ſo low and crawling as you apprehend them, and I have yet force and courage enough leſt to raiſe the creſt of this condition, to which the infidelity of my ſervant, and the love of my Princeſs has reduced me.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>We exchanged ſome other diſcourſe, at the end of which we left him. The next day <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban</hi> ſent him a ſummon, to deliver us into his hands, with the offer of a ſafe retreat into his own territories, but he diſdainfully rejected his propoſitions, and ſent back the Trumpeter with a contumelious anſwer, that provoked him to prepare for a general aſſault.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> was deſirous by a ſtout reſiſtance to redeem the credit his Error had loſt, in ſuffering himſelf to be ſhut up ſo imprudently, and his Deſtiny (or ours if you will) decree his fall into the trap of a piece of indiſcretion grotſſer than the forme the third day after the ſiege be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ganhaving learned that <hi>Artaban,</hi> was buſie in contriving ſome Enemies for the aſſault, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieving he ſhould take him unprovided, he ſallied out in perſon with 7 or 800 Horſe that he had in the City, backed with 1200 Foot, which he cauſed to advance ſome Furlongs from the Gates for a reſerve; this attempt was ſo little expected, as they eaſily ſurprized the <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thian</hi> out-guards, quickly charged through thoſe that made a diſorderly oppoſition to their paſſage, and <hi>Tygranes,</hi> prided with that ſucceſsful beginning, blindly ſpurred on through all where he found the way unguarded; but <hi>Artaban</hi> no ſooner received intelligence of what had paſſed, which ran from mouth to mouth till it arrived at his ear, but he mounted him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf with an admirable diligence, and taking ſome Troops of Horſe with him, that he ſaw redi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt for the purpoſe, in ſtead of oppoſing <hi>Tigranes</hi> fury, he left him an eaſiy paſſage to a farther engagement within his Trenches, and in the mean time with his horſe too a little compas to get between him and the City; and leaving a part of his men engaged in Combat againſt <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>granes</hi> Infantry, he went to charge the rear of his Horſe with the reſt, but firſt he drew a circle of a man about him, that cut off all poſſibility of retreat.</p>
                  <p>The King of <hi>Media</hi> turning his eye toward the City, perceived the folly he had commit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, but finding too late that the malady raged beyond the help a of medicine, he deſperately threw himſelf into the midſt of his Enemies, and had there doubtleſs loſt his life in the throng if <hi>Artaban</hi> who knew him by divers marks, had not cryed to his men to ſpare the King; at his voice they drew off, and only contented themſelves to ſurround him, and their General advancing towards him with his viſor half up, <hi>Render your ſelf King of the</hi> Medes, cryed he, <hi>Fortune is your Enemy.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> preſently knew <hi>Artaban,</hi> and inſtead of replying, with a fury full of the ſtings of deſpair, made his ſword anſwer with a blow upon his head, given with all the force that hatred and anguiſh could leavy.</p>
                  <p>The excellent temper of the Caſque reſiſted the blow, and the gallant <hi>Artaban</hi>'s moderation was ſo great as he would neither ſtrike hi enemy again, nor ſo much as permit any of his men to totouch but oppoſing his ſhield to <hi>Tigranes</hi> ſword, and preſenting the point of his own toward him <hi>either render thy ſelf King of the</hi> Medes, ſaid he, <hi>or thou art a dead man.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes,</hi> as hotly as his fit of deſpair held him, took ſome fear from this menace, and perceiving himſelf in no poſſibility to vanquiſh, thought it no ſhame to give way to the ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lice of his Fortune; and ſadly perceiving all remedies beyond his reach, after he had taken ſome moments to ponder the neceſſity of yielding, at laſt he preſented the pummel of his ſword to <hi>Artaban.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban</hi> received it with a grand ſubmiſſion, but it was only to return it back to the ſcab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berd, not deeming it fit to diſarm a King, to whom he been ſo lately tied in the chains of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect &amp; affection; and marching by his ſide through the middle of his men, he conducted the King to his own Tent, where he treated him, as if he had never been ingrateful, alwayes kept himſelf bare in his preſence, and paid him his perſonal attendance as well at meals as in his Bed-Chamber, as if Juſtice had made him a Title to that obſervance by a lawful Soveraingty.</p>
                  <p>The next day, ſo ſoon as the King was awaked, he came to his beds ſide, and deman<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding permiſſion to ſpeak his intentions; <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> without perplexing your memory with what is paſt, or explaining the juſt reaſon I had to ſerve your Enemies againſt you, I ſhall content my ſelf to tell you, that you are now the King of <hi>Parthia</hi>'s Priſoner, if with
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ſafety of honour I could aſſume the power, without betraying that important truſt he has ventured upon me, perhaps I ſhould quickly releaſe you of this diſpleaſure, but you are not the firſt King that has been a Captive; and to improve your comfort, this misfortune has arrived you at ſuch a point of time, as it ſhall depend upon your will to accept of an eaſie remedy; you cannot hope that the City can hold out many daies, eſpecially being de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prived of your Majeſties preſence, that might encourage and oblige your men to a longer reſiſtance: by this reducement the Queen of <hi>Parthia</hi> and the Princeſs her Daughter, will infallibly fall into our hands, yet what ever blame I may contract from a King that has leaned the whole weight of his Crown upon my loyalty, and for whoſe intereſt I could doubtleſs make conditions more advantagious; I demand no other ranſom for your per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, than the liberty of theſe two Princeſſes, command that they be rendered us to day with the place that holds them, and you with all your men ſhall have a ſafe retreat granted you, and if you think their guard inſufficient, I will ſend a Convoy with you to the Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fines of your Kingdom.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> who could not rationally hope for ſuch gentle conditions, and who ſaw that by an extrordinary deferrence, <hi>Artaban</hi> demanded no more for his ranſom than what a few days would impower him to take in ſpight of all reſiſtance, fearing the arrival of ſome order from the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> that might probably countermand theſe fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourable intentions; preſently accepted the propoſition, and though his affection hot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly diſputed againſt the neceſſity of reſigning me into anothers hands, the impoſſibility to cloſe the wounds of his broken eſtate, and buy his liberty at a lower value, confuted all the arguments it could urge, and he immediately ſent order to his Commanders in the City to draw out the Garriſon, and leave us as abſolute Miſtreſſes there, as when it was firſt taken.</p>
                  <p>His orders were punctually obeyed, the <hi>Medians</hi> quitted, the <hi>Parthians</hi> entered the place, and we ſaw our ſelves at the ſame moment free, and reigning where we had ſo lately and ſo long been captives.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tigranes</hi> had likewiſe his liberty reſtored him, and retired with his men towards the fron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiers of <hi>Media,</hi> upon the Parole, and with the Convoy that <hi>Artaban</hi> had given him, to clear his paſſage through thoſe parts of the <hi>Parthian</hi> Dominion, that lay between him and his <hi>Medians.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>After his departure, the Triumphant <hi>Artaban,</hi> whoſe valour had un<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>inion'd our liberty, quitted his Camp to give us a viſit in the City, and his preſence was then far dearer and more agreeable than when we firſt ſaw him the year before.</p>
                  <p>The Queen believing ſhe ſhould not offend her dignity, by ſtooping it with a juſt acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgment to her Protector, embraced him with tears of joy, and if I made him Careſſes that were leſſe familiar at leaſt I endeavoured to ſpread my face with as pleaſing looks, and put as obliging words into my mouth, as might ſerve to let him ſee, that my apprehenſion was in no arrears to his merit: the Queen and I fell both upon the ſubject of his admirable valour, and the exact obſervance of his word, with Elogies that proved oppreſſions to his mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſty; the firſt part of our diſcourſe was woven of nought but Praiſes and thanks on our part, of Reſpect and Submiſſion on <hi>Artaban</hi>'s; and after the Queen had amply declared him her reſentments, and was turned from him to receive ſome of the principal Comman<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders among the <hi>Parthians</hi> that were come with <hi>Artaban</hi> to render their dutious reſpects to her Majeſty, taking hold of that occaſion: <q>You have entirely captived our Faith, Gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous <hi>Artaban ſaid I,</hi> to your future promiſes, and taught us to believe, that the world has not difficulty capable to retard their effects: but if we be indebted to the brave performance of your word, the King of <hi>Media</hi>'s violation of his has more obliged us, ſince if he had ſtrictly obſerved his engagement to you in our behalf, we only ſhould then have thanked him for our liberty, and his ingratitude had not blindly given us <hi>Artaban</hi> with it. <hi>Artaban, ſaid I,</hi> whoſe valour diſpoſes the deſtiny of Empires, and who from that groveling and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plorable eſtate to which he had once reduced it, has lifted that of the <hi>Parthians</hi> to its pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per ſphere, and made it ſhine again with the ſame luſtre, which his invincible arm had once ſequeſtred.</q> 
                     <hi>Artaban</hi> returned an anſwer to theſe words with a flexure of his body as low as my foot, and methought received them with a peculiar air in his looks, that would not have worn that deſtruction to any other perſon, making ſo many witneſſes of all the actions and ſyllables that parted from him, that the glories he had gathered from the ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour of his employment in our ſervice, did far out-value all thoſe advantages we had reaped from the effects of his valour. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I could not miſs of ſucceſs in ſo juſt an enterpriſe, and the intereſts of ſo divine a perſon as your ſelf, were too dear to the Gods to be left to the diſpoſition of men; by theſe inviſible blows they ſtruck in your quarrel, the King your Fathers arms have obtained the victory, upon the injurious detainer of ſo
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precious a liberty, and 'tis your intereſt in heaven that rebated the points and edges of your Enemies Swords againſt which no humane power is capable of reſiſtance: 'tis to thoſe Madam, (if the gain be eſtimable) and not the fault of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> that you owe your <hi>Artaban,</hi> and ſuch as he is, you are more indebted to him for your ſelf, than all reaſons and reſentments that anger, ambition, or any other motion could infer to arm in the quarrel.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>He broke off at theſe words, with a fear that his tongue had been too liviſh, and indeed had I ſeriouſly examined them, I ſhould doubtleſs have found out ſomething that taſted of too much boldneſs.</p>
                  <p>From that day he ſcarce ever diſcontinued his attendance upon us, at ſuch hours as modeſty might admit him; and his expectation of ſome farther orders from the King, to whom he had ſent an expreſs of what had paſſed, with a deſire to know how he would have him to ſteer his courſe, made him a plauſible pretence for his aſſiduity.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time the Convoy came back that he had ſent to guard the King of <hi>Media,</hi> and the Gentleman that Commanded it, preſented me a letter that <hi>Tigranes</hi> had gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven him at their parting, which the Queen beckned to me to receive, and having o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened it in the preſence of her and <hi>Artaban,</hi> who was then in our Chamber, I read theſe words:</p>
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                     <body>
                        <head>TIGRANES <hi>King of the</hi> Medes <hi>to</hi> Eliſa <hi>Princeſs of</hi> Parthia</head>
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                           <q>I Have paid for your liberty to the double loſs of mine own; and the ſame deſtiny that made you my Priſoner for a time decreed me yours for ever: The rigour of my fate has rent me from you, but I ſhall quickly ſupercede the decree, and vanquiſh the diſtance betwixt us, and you ſhall ſee me return in the Van of 100000 men, tod emand you of my cruel Enemies that made the divorce betwixt us. I ſhall not enter your Fathers Territories to ſuch an Enemy as an injured Lover, in that quality, they that hide you behind their bucklers will not find it an eaſie task to reſiſt me, and thoſe powers that might poſſibly retard others, will prove too feeble to oppoſe my deſign of your repriſal.</q>
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                  <p>The Queen liſtened to this language without Emotion, nor did it much uncalm the quiet of my thoughts: but <hi>Artaban</hi> heard it with a grand impatience, and gave me notice by the blood that haſtily leaped into his face, how deeply he thought himſelf concerned in the Menaces and deſign of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> as well in the quality of a lover as an Enemy. <q>Perhaps, <hi>ſaid he, with an action that expreſſed a great deal of anger,</hi> he may invade your Dominions to his own confuſion, and the two qualities he ſpeaks of may prove equally fatal to his Life and Love: that I think we ſhall be able to ſecure our ſelves from the angrieſt part of his Menaces, and if the Kings orders do but hold pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portion to my hopes, it may be we ſhall give him ſo hard a task to defend his own Country, as will ſave him the labour of bringing the Oar into yours.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>After this day we tracked more reſentment and animoſity againſt <hi>Tigranes</hi> than we had formerly diſcovered, and methought I read a kind of impatience in all his actions to ſtrangle his Rivals deſign of my repriſal: his behaviour was ſuperſcribed with ſuch viſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble contents of meaning, as my ſuſpition could no way have wanted nouriſhment, but by the blindneſſe of my underſtanding; and though the memory of my debt to what he had done for us, ſhut my eyes upon a part, yet I found it impoſſible to learn an intire ignorance of what his ill-aſſured and diſtempered regards, his frequent ſighs and diſcourſes, mingled with a fear that nature never planted in his heart, would have forced upon an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tellect, though ſhorter and ſhallower than mine; this imperfect knowledge gave me a real diſpleaſure, and though Criticiſm it ſelf could have found out nothing in the perſon of <hi>Artaban</hi> that was not very amiable, and the importance of his ſervice had made him yet a better title to my eſteem, than his outward accompliſhments could challenge; my haugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty opinion, that as that Man whoſe birth was ſo vaſtly below mine own, could not make me the mark of his amorous ambition, without the ſin of preſumption againſt my quality, nor make me fear to be offended in that nature, that I could not glance a thought upon his boldneſs without much diſquiet.</p>
                  <p>while I floted in theſe uncertainties inſtead of theſe orders we expected from the King, he came himſef to <hi>Niſa,</hi> in part perſwaded to that voyage by the neceſſity of his affairs which called him upon the Frontier, and partly by the deſire he had to ſee us after ſo
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long a Captivity; I need not relate the order of his arrival, nor trouble you with the account of every ſingle paſſage to our interview, let it ſuffice you Madam to know, that we found in his Careſſes, all that we could hope from a better nature than his, that all his actions and diſcourſe aſſured us of as much tenderneſs as a Wife and Daughter could expect: but if a Husband and a Fathers love made the apparent impreſſion of themſelves in his behaviour, he forgot not what he thought was due to the grand ſervice that <hi>Artaban</hi> had done him, and after he had treated him in the preſence of his chief Nobility, as a perſon of extraordinary merit, as the Tutelar Genius of <hi>Parthia,</hi> and as a young <hi>Mars,</hi> whoſe unlimitable valour had propped and recruited his reeling Empire, he openly proteſted that he had not a recompence within reach of his power, was fit to meaſure with his merit, that the gift of a great part of his Eſtate would ſatisfie but a part of the debt that was owing to his admirable ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue; with ſuch profeſſions as theſe, he dayly made him the ſubject of his diſcourſe in our preſence, and during his reſidence there, he heaped more honours upon him, than either he was accuſtomed to render to the moſt conſiderable perſons of his Court, or the neereſt Princes of his blood; but he was loth to ſtop the current and career of his Victories, and receiving intelligence that the King of <hi>Media,</hi> was raiſing Forces with a haſty diligence to re invade his Dominions, he gave a looſe to the fierce impatience of <hi>Artaban,</hi> and adding a better part of thoſe Troops to his Army that had followed him to <hi>Niſa,</hi> he commiſſioned him to invade <hi>Media,</hi> openly declaring that he hoped for that Crown by his valour.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban,</hi> whoſe particular intereſts daily whetted his aſperity againſt <hi>Tigranes,</hi> gladly re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived this order, and prepared for his ſpeedy departure, while we did the ſame for ours, to return with the King to the Capital City of <hi>Parthia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The day of our ſeparation arrived, and with it the aſſurance of what I had ſo care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully fled the knowledge. <hi>Artaban,</hi> who had all this time kept his tongue from blab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bing the ſecrets of his heart, was now reſolved to throw away the mask, and caſt the dye; his great heart had hatched an opinion of himſelf, that made him believe he needed neither ſhake nor bluſh at the declaration; however, he rouzed all the courage that na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture had given him to back his attempt, and preparing himſelf (as he ſince confeſſed) with more reſolution than ever he called to his aſſiſtance, at the aſſault of the greateſt danger, he came to take his leave of me, with a face that ſhewed me the contents of ſomething ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary,</p>
                  <p>I gave him a particular audience in my Chamber, and when he ſaw my Woman with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>drawn to ſuch diſtance, as they could not over-hear his diſcourſe: <q>Madam <hi>ſaid he,</hi> if I were not now to part upon an expedition, from which my return is yet in the boſom of the Deity, wherein I ſhall poſſible encounter dangers, with jaws wide enough to ſwal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low me, I would ſtill make the conſideration of what you are, and my fear to diſoblige you (a paſſion that I never felt from any but you) to keep thoſe thoughts at home, that now are about to break their bridles; had I ventured to give them this liberty, while yours was under ſtraint, you might have conjectured that I borrowed the boldneſs from your bowed conditino, and apprehend, that I treated her in ſome kind like a Captive, to whom I ought not to have ſuffered the eſcape of one ſingle regard, that was not tempered with a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>found ſubmiſſion; but now (Madam) that you are free re-inſtated by the bounty of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, in your birth-right glorious, ſafe within the arms of your great Father, and that I muſt leave you in a ſad uncertainty of ever ſeeing you again, think it not ſtrange, if by a power which I find it impoſſible to diſobey, I am forced to declare that,—Hold <hi>Artaban, ſaid I, intercepting his progreſs,</hi> hold, for heavens ſake, hold, and do not give me cauſe to complain againſt you, after the injunction of ſo many reaſons to commend your ſervices; I would not prevent you in this manner, if I were not prepoſſeſſed with a high eſteem of your merit, and therefore fearful to impair it by any provocation of reſentment againſt you. If the preſumption of my language, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> has made me criminal, I will ſtrive to waſh away my fault with the blood that I am going to ſhed for your intereſt; and when I ſee that proves too little to take out the ſtain, I will amend my enemies defect with my pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>per hand, if there cleaves ſo great a guilt to my offence in profeſſing my ſelf yours, to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand that reparation; do not arm your ſelf at this declaration with an anger that cannot be leſs than fatal to me; I know 'tis faulty, but I know 'tis only made ſo by the meanneſs of my birth, and the weak eſtate of my fortune. Madam, my birth is noble, 'tis all I can ſay of it, and my fortunes are now ſo low, but I hope my ſword may one day raiſe them to an equal pitch with theirs that openly pretend to the glory of your ſervice: Firſt Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage and Vertue ſhould lead the way, then Crowns muſt follow to deſerve you; and Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam I will ſeek for Crowns before I vow the boldneſs to demand you; To that of <hi>Parthia</hi> which you are born to, I'le join the <hi>Median</hi> Diadem, and then the acceſſion of others ſhall
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ſtrengthen my claim, which perhaps may obtain my pardon of the King himſelf, ſince he cannot chooſe but conſider, that to adore Beauty and Vertue in their ſupremeſt degree, is univerſally common to Mankind. I ſhall only then profels my boldneſs, when my ſervice ſhall diſpoſe the King to ſuffer it; and I will never plead my cauſe at the tribunal of your bounty, before I have made them my powerful Advocates; with this deſign Madam I leave you, but whether criminal or innocent in your thoughts I dare not know, for becauſe the execution depends upon my life, I will not ſtay for my ſentence from your mouth, ſince if you doom me to die, it will take away the glory of my fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture ſervices.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaban</hi> was as good as his word, and finiſhing his diſcourſe with a profound reve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence; he acquitted my Chamber without ſtaying for an anſwer; indeed he might eaſily do it, for the confuſion I took from his words had rendered me ſo unreſolved how to ſhape him a reply, as it gave him more time than he needed to avoid the ſtorm by a timely retiring.</p>
                  <p>I ſtayed in the place where he left me, ſtrangely ſtung with the words he had uttered' and I know not how to repreſent you my condition, ſince I was never ſo poſed with my ſelf as at that preſent.</p>
                  <p>The difference between <hi>Artaban</hi> and I, made me receive this hardy addreſs as a mortal offence, and regarding my ſelf as a Princeſs that with reaſon enough (as well in reſpect of my great and illuſtrious Anceſtors, as the puiſſance and vaſt extent of the King my fathers Dominions) might diſpute place with the greateſt Ladies upon earth, I could not endure the thought that a man of ſo mean a deſcent, who had no other dignities but what he held by the tenour of his Sword, would dare to paint me his paſſion, without reſigning the regency of my ſelf ſome angry thoughts, that made me regard him as an Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my: And yet the obſcurity of <hi>Artaban</hi>'s extraction, could not ſo darken the remembrance of what he had done for the King my father and me, nor divert my remark of his marvel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lous qualities that ſhined in their double ſphere of mind and body, without confeſſing to my ſelf, that if I weighed him without partiality againſt any Sceptered Heir, and put all his great acts into the ballance, he would be found but a few grains the lighter: and I will not ſcruple to confeſs, ſince to you Madam, I am this day reſolved none of my thoughts ſhall wear a cover, that a perſon ſo refined from the common mettal of mankind as <hi>Artaban,</hi> had pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced ſomething extraordinary within me; and though truth will allow me to ſay, that I had yet defended my ſelf from what you ſhall love, yet I could not hold up my heart from leaning to ſomething beyond good will. The ſenſe of his preſumption, the memory of his ſervices, and the kindlings of a little inclinations to his perſon, filled the ſcales on both ſides, and ſubjected my ſpirit to the viciſſitude of ſeveral paſſions and motives that ſometimes blew up the flames of anger, and ſometimes put them out again as they were ſwayed by the ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſive uſurpations, and indeed I found my ſelf too weak to ſettle any thing in my ſoul with ſtability.</p>
                  <p>Theſe reſolutions might eaſily be read in my viſage, and my Governeſs <hi>Urinoe</hi> (who by the diſcreet care ſhe had taken of my education, and the affection I had alwaies born her from my infancy, had gotten a very great influence upon my ſpirit) approaching to me, and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving me ſit as it I had loſt all motion, with my head leaning upon one of my hands, and my face covered with the other, with all the ſigns of a melancholly war in my thoughts, and having before preciſely obſerved both mine and the actions of <hi>Artaban</hi> at his parting, ſhe quickly found the diſeaſe by comparing the Symptoms, however deſirous by the help of that liberty and priviledge I uſed to allow her, to draw a clearer diſcovery from mine own con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſion. <q>Is it not true Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that you are now a little in Choler, and that <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban</hi> upon the brink of his departure, has broken the ſeals of ſome ſecret thoughts that till then were wrapped up in ſilence? 'Tis true <hi>ſaid I,</hi> he has boldly thrown down the pale of that reſpect which was due from him to his Maſters daughter, and by this piece of in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolence has put me into ſuch an angry humour againſt him as you would do me a pleaſure to go carry him a Command in my behalf to come no more in my preſence. If I com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit that fault, <hi>replyed Urinoe,</hi> may the Gods never pardon me: no Madam, I am to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duable to the brave <hi>Artaban</hi> for the bloud he has ventured for you and yours to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive a Commiſſion ſo deſtructive to his quiet, and let me die preſently at your foot, if inſtead of affronting his felicity, I do not raiſe all the power I have in the world to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cure it. Is it ſo Mother, <hi>replyed I,</hi> with an air that expreſſed more anger, is it after this manner that you take my part? I do not think Madam, <hi>anſwered Urinoe,</hi> that there is any ſuch vaſt difference betwixt <hi>Artaban</hi>'s party and yours, as paſſion would imply, and I cannot believe I ſhall incur the crime of diſobedience by endeavouring to diſarm that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dignation you have conceived againſt him. How, <hi>Urinoe ſaid I,</hi> will your diſcretion give
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you leave to diſpute the juſtice of my anger, when you conſider that he he is <hi>Artaban,</hi> and I am the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa?</hi> His vertue and deſert, <hi>replyed Urinoe,</hi> ought to place him better in your eſtimation, than if his veins were channels to the moſt illuſtrious bloud in the world: and I cannot chooſe but avow, that they have wrought ſo powerfully upon me, as I am leſs repugnant to ſerve him in what relates to you, than the greateſt Prince upon earth.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>After this ſhe ran head-long upon the praiſes of <hi>Artaban,</hi> from thence amplified the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſes of her own offence, and took ſuch perſwaſive ſtrains in his behalf, as a dimmer Intellect than mine, might eaſily have perceived, how deep a character the qualities of that man had made in her opinion. <q>I cannot think it ſtrange, <hi>(ſaid the Queen</hi> Candace, <hi>interrupting her)</hi> ſince the deſcription you have made of <hi>Artaban,</hi> has drawn me ſo power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully to his party, as I muſt ever conclude my beſt arguments well ſpent to excuſe the faults of ſo brave a man. If your eyes, as well as mine, had been witneſſes to his worth, <hi>replyed Eliſa with a ſigh,</hi> you would ſee more cauſe to defend his attempt: but I am well pleaſed to find you of his opinion, and I ſhall need a large part of this in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dulgence you have inſtructed me to hope for, when you have once underſtood the ſequel of my ſtory.</q>
                  </p>
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               <head>HYMENS PRAELUDIA: OR Love's Maſter-Piece. PART III.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Artaban <hi>overthrows</hi> Tigranes, <hi>and beſieges him in the ſame City, where the Queen and Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs were Priſoners. The King of</hi> Media <hi>is taken by his Rival, and releaſed again in exchange for</hi> Eliſa <hi>and her Mothers liberty. He gains two ſignal Victories beſide. Makes an entire con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſt of</hi> Media, <hi>and drives</hi> Tigranes <hi>to ſeek refuge, and beg aid in the Courts of</hi> Cappadocia <hi>and</hi> Cilicia. <hi>He is triumphantly received by</hi> Phraates. <hi>Boldly ſolicites his love ſuit to</hi> Ehſa. <hi>Is abetted by</hi> Urinoe, <hi>and at laſt wins her conſent to demand her of her Father. He receives a rude repulſe from</hi> Phraates, <hi>which provokes hot words, and they procure his baniſhment</hi> Media <hi>is invaded, and re-conquered by</hi> Tigranes <hi>aſſiſtants. Peace concluded upon his mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage with the Princeſs</hi> Eliſa. Artaban <hi>loſes his labour and liberty by endeavouring to hinder it. His ſtrange adventures upon the Sea.</hi> Eliſa <hi>is delivered from the Pirates, and brought to</hi> Alexandria.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <hi>
                     <seg rend="decorInit">A</seg>Rtaban,</hi> having taken his leave of the King, began to march towards <hi>Media,</hi> and the next day we parted from <hi>Niſa</hi> to remove to <hi>Caſſi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>pe,</hi> where the King frequently paſſed his Summer, and where the Court was commonly the faireſt, and better accommodated than in any o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther City of the Kingdom.</p>
               <p>The Image of <hi>Artaban,</hi> as well in our Voyage, as after our arrival, was perpetually before my eyes; but my fancy, according to the al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternate rule of anger and affection, received it in very different forms, and the pique I took againſt him for a crime, whereof my haughty ſpirit at leaſt pretended him guilty, had no ſuch abſolute authority in my ſoul, but it ſtill had a loving enemy to combat; I could not wake the remembrance of the declaration he had made me, without a flat falling out with his audacious enterpriſe; and yet when I called to mind the grandeur of his actions, the importance of his ſervices, and the conſtellation of his excellent qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lities both of mind and body, it abated the ſwellings of my heart, and ſoftned my reſentments,</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Can I do leſſe than hate that arrogant wretch, <hi>would I ſay,</hi> that flies at an Eagles pitch from a common neſt; that unknown thing, nay poſſibly that Cottage Creature, who be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe he has borrowed greatneſs from his Maſters bounty, thinks he may juſtifie his am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bition in taking his aim at me; Taking his aim did I ſay? he is yet a thouſand times more criminal; had he only ſinned in thought, and covered his paſſion with a reſpective ſilence, it had been pardonable; but to breath his fancies flames at the mouth, to declare his love in clear and intelligble terms, and all this to the Princeſs of <hi>Parthia;</hi> 'tis a boldneſs, 'tis an inſolence that cannot be juſtified. Diſcretion and Honour require it, that I baniſh
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the preſumptuous and inconſiderable man from my ſight and memory for ever; and if he crouds into my preſence againſt my will, that he be received as an idle inſolent, who by his fooliſh ambition has made himſelf worthy of my eternal ſcorn and enmity.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Such thoughts and words as theſe, were the eldeſt Children of my anger; and at firſt they had the upper hand of all others that conteſted againſt them for whole dayes together; but in ſequel, the ſofter paſſion got the victory, and ſome favourable Demon to <hi>Artaban</hi> overthrew all the breaſt-works that my reſentments had raiſed againſt him. <q>And yet that audacious Wretch, <hi>would I ſay,</hi> that bird of a common neſt, that borrows his greatneſs from his Maſter's bounties, is the very ſame that reſcued the Crown of <hi>Media</hi> from the King my Father's hand, and ſince ſaved that of <hi>Parthia,</hi> from an evident ruine, 'tis he who ſcarce arrived at ſo many years as (upon the common account) would ſtile him Man, has already travelled in his fame to the remoteſt parts of the World, by the death of 20000 and the winning of four or five ſignal Battels; and in fine, both by the throwing down and ſupporting of Empires, as if the Gods had only commiſſioned his ſword to cut out their deſtiny: Say more <hi>Eliſa,</hi> 'tis the ſame that ſaved thee from the violence of the <hi>Medes,</hi> to whoſe victorious Fortune thy Life and honour might have proved a double ſacrifice; 'tis he that made thee the generous offer of thy liberty, to give it thee, expoſed himſelf to all the darts that one great danger could throw at him, braved the indignation and puiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſance of a King, that then had all his fears and hopes in his cuſtody; forſook his party to fight for thine; and after having re-aſſured thy Father in his tottering Throne, and untied the bands at the price of his blood, and the peril of his life, 'tis ſtill the very ſame that is gone again to repeat his dangers, and improve the number of his victories for thy intereſts; nay, poſſible to make a Province of <hi>Media</hi> to the <hi>Parthian</hi> Crown, and after all this, 'tis he that may promiſe Empires to himſelf from his own valour that may lift him to an equal dignity with thine: to theſe conſiderations, <hi>Eliſa,</hi> thou maiſt add that he is a man in whoſe mind and body are jewelled all the admirable qualities that the skil and bounty of Heaven can inchaſe in a mortal perſon, a man whom to know and not to love is half a miracle, and a man in fine, to whom, in ſpite of thy ſelf thou doſt already feel in thy ſelf, an extraordinary inclination.</q>
               </p>
               <p>My reviſal of this laſt thought brought forth a bluſh, and the ſhame of being conquered at theſe weapons, often called in choler again to take my part againſt him.</p>
               <p>While I was toſſed upon the ſtream of theſe irreſolutions that regarded <hi>Artaban,</hi> we re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived intelligence of the ſudden and marvellous ſucceſs of his arms, and had ſcarce heard that he was entered <hi>Media,</hi> when there came an expreſs that told us, he had taken two of the ſtrongeſt places upon the Frontier by aſſault, and juſt as he was ſetting down before the third, having learned that <hi>Phraates,</hi> one of <hi>Tigranes</hi> Lieutenants, was coming up with a puiſſant Army to relieve it, he had drawn off to go meet him, and ſince overthrown him in a battel with ſo great a ſlaughter of the <hi>Medes,</hi> as gave the reſt cauſe to fear that the entire loſs of their Country would ſucceed it. The King received this news with a marvellous ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction publiſhed his deſire of an univerſal joy by all the exterior marks of his own, and power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed out <hi>Artaban</hi>'s praiſe, in the preſence of all men with a greedineſs of gratitude: But in ſpight of all my arguments of anger againſt him, I could not chuſe but own a particular con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cernment in his happy ſucceſs, and then it was that I clearly diſcovered to my own ſhame and conſuſion, that this man, with whom I thought I had been angry, inſtead of holding the place of an Enemy in my thoughts, had gotten poſſeſſion of the deareſt and moſt reſerved hold about my heart, and I think the Gods themſelves favoured his incroachment; for the ſame night that this news arrived, after I was gotten to bed, my Governeſs faining ſome pretence to ſtay in the Chamber when the reſt were retir'd, and coming to my beds ſide when the Coaſt was clear with a wax Taper in her hand; <q>Well Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> what reception have you given the news from <hi>Artaban,</hi> and how do you reliſh that ſucceſs which conducts you to the Crown of <hi>Media?</hi> I can do no leſs than rejoyce as I ought, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> at ſuch events as advance the fortune of our family, and I quadrate mine with the King my fathers reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, who from <hi>Artabans</hi> victory reaps a grand aſſurance of his own eſtate, and growing hope to increaſe it by the ſpoils of his Enemies: and do you not feel, replyed <hi>Urinoe,</hi> (you that are the great wheel of all actions, for whom alone he laviſhes his blood and life) a glad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs that intirely depends upon it ſelf, and ſingly grows up from its own root? Ah Mother, ſaid I, <hi>turning away my head to the other ſide</hi> with a troubled look, will you eternally torment me with the memory of that man whoſe ambitious flames have kindled my diſdain and anger? And inſtead of helping me to diſdain againſt his preſumption, muſt I ever be perſecuted with the grandeut of his ſervices, and the merit of his perſon? If I could hold my peace, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd Urinoe,</hi> without ingratitude and injuſtice, I would leave him out of my diſcourſe to pleaſe you, but all the care and complacence requir'd in a ſervants fidelity, cannot make
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me blot out the remembrance of a man to whom I owe all for the love of you, and whom I would not love, but becauſe you ought to do ſo. Sure <hi>Urinoe ſaid I,</hi> you have loſt a large part of your diſcretion, and I find of late ſo little reaſon in your words, as I know not whether innocence will allow me to liſten any longer to them: You may paſs what judgment you pleaſe upon me, <hi>reply'd Urinoe, with a ſerious viſage,</hi> but if you tax me with imprudence for ſo ſlight a cauſe, I fear you will judge me à convicted fool, when I have told you that I lately receiv'd a Letter from <hi>Artaban</hi> directed to your hands, with an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gagement of all the credit, that my care and your goodneſs has given me in your thoughts to perſwade your peruſal. Be not aſtoniſh'd, Madam, <hi>purſu'd ſhe, remarking ſome amaze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment in my looks,</hi> I would ſooner have taken my death than this imployment, if I thought it might juſtly offend you, and you would wrong me to believe that my own life is not leſs dear to my deſires than your intereſts: 'Tis true <hi>Artaban</hi> is no Prince, but his vertue has already rais'd him above the greateſt, and will doubtleſs place him in a rank that ſhall overtop the beſt of thoſe that enoble that title: Beſides, <hi>Artaban</hi> adores you with the ſame reſpect that he owes the Gods, <hi>Artaban</hi> fights for you, and poſſible in ſhedding the laſt drop of his blood at this moment in your quarrel.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Urinoe</hi> followed this diſcourſe with a long train of other arguments, arm'd and authoriz'd with ſo much power, deriv'd from my education, as in ſpite of all my repugnance ſhe forc'd me at laſt to read <hi>Artaban</hi>'s Letter, though I think ſhe had not gotten ſo cheap a victory upon my reſolution, if the treachery of my proper inclinations had not aided her, and my own deſires ſtruck as many blows as her perſwaſions in the combat.</p>
               <p>Madam, I have made you a confeſſion, which then I would not own to <hi>Urinoe,</hi> and to that end indeavouring to poſſeſs her with a belief, that to her alone <hi>Artaban</hi> was endebted for all the obligation, I ſuffered her to approach with her candle, and ſhe open'd the Letter wherein I read theſe words.</p>
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                     <head>Artaban <hi>to the Princeſs</hi> Eliſa.</head>
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                        <q>I Know not, Madam, what ſucceſs I ought to expect from the continuation of my faults, ſince my fate enforces me ſtill to offend you, and if fortune be ſo kind to conduct theſe blots to your bright eyes, and ſo noble to loſe a few moments upon the object, you will read an unhappy obſtinacy in my crime, that may provoke a heavy doom from your anger: yet, Madam, I have no power to repent it; and though I were ſure my ruine were infallibly tyed to the perſeverance, I would run with a greedy haſte to embrace it as my laſt felicity. To die for you is a thouſand times more glorious than to put on laurel for the conqueſt of <hi>Media,</hi> or make the ſpoil of <hi>Aſia</hi> wait upon the triumph, and the victories I may win for the King your Father, muſt ever yield precedency to the honour of being vanquiſh'd by you. I know you cannot chuſe but bluſh at the conqueſt, nor rank a private man without ſhame among your ſlaves, ſince 'tis the duty of all the Kings upon earth to ſubmit to you, and wear your chains as their greateſt ornament; but we have no power to fight againſt the force of deſtiny, and as mine has not ſuffered me to faſten my regard upon any thing that is not above me, ſo yours can let you ſee nothing that is not as much below you: you will hardly find an equal to your ſelf if you ſeek it among men, and if that poverty of merit in mankind be ſuppliable in part for default of a full proportion, it can be no other way, than by ſuch thoughts of reſpect and veneration as mine, I know the preſent pitch of my ſhort winged fortunes, diſgraces all the proof I can give of any zeal to ſerve you, but poſſible the Gods may one day permit me to put longer feathers to their opinions, and ſtrengthen my plea to that priviledge by ſupplement of vertue which my birth has refuſed me. In the mean time, Madam, do me the grace to receive my ſervices without averſion, and ſuſpend your judgment, which doubtleſs by the vote of your firſt reſentments could not chooſe but be rigorous, till the ſequel of my actions may better inform you, whether juſtice will enjoyn you to ſign my pardon or pronounce my condemnation.</q>
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               <p>This was <hi>Artaban</hi>'s Letter, which at the ſolicitation of <hi>Urinoe</hi> I read diſtinctly, and though I found ſome cauſe to be vexed at the proceſs of his boldneſs, yet I had not reaſon enough left me to confute the reaſons that induc'd me to pardon him: <hi>Urinoe</hi> read more than half a confeſſion of this in my viſage, and willing to compleat her diſcovery, after ſhe had taken up the letter, which I had thrown by with a regardleſs action. <q>Ah! Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> why will you do this violence upon your ſelf, do you taſte any ſweetneſs in this conſtraint, or does my fidelity begin to be ſuſpected? is it to me that you ought to diſguiſe your thoughts, and do you believe that you hazard any thing, in telling me that you are not willing to hate <hi>Artaban.</hi>
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               </p>
               <p>Theſe words ſpread the Crimſon livery of ſhame upon my cheeks, and covering the bluſh
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as well as my hand would do it: <q>
                     <hi>Urinoe, ſaid I,</hi> you have almoſt put me paſt the power of anſwering, and if cuſtomary freedom did not give me a larger Commiſſion of boldneſs with you than other perſons, I ſhould be dumb to diſcourſe; 'tis true mother, <hi>continued I, throwing my arm about her neck, and bluſhing with a deeper dye,</hi> that I have prized <hi>Artaban</hi>'s ſervices at their full value in my thoughts, and 'tis as true that I do not hate his perſon; but theſe reſentments (the ſecreteſt that ever dwelt within the cloſure of my breſt) which I ſtrip naked to you as to my mother, have not uſurped ſo far upon my reaſon to force an approbation of his raſhneſs, they have got my conſent to ſuffer, and let it paſs with im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>punity, which doubtleſs, I ſhould not have done, had I examined his fault with rigour, but they ſhall never ſoften me to ſo fond an indulgence as will deſerve a ſevere conſtruction, and I am reſolved to regulate all my actions to ſo ſtrict a Decorum, as you ſhall never ſee the loſs of that care you have taken to mold me after the model of vertue. I fear not that, <hi>reply'd Urinoe,</hi> your vertue has beam'd it ſelf ſo clearly through all the paſſages of your life, as I ſhall alwayes believe you capable of conquering more preſſing and paſſionate moti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and let the Gods never give me leave to demand any thing in his favour, that may expoſe you to the leaſt ſhadow of reproach: the ſum of my deſires is, that you would pluck a man from the precipice of deſpair whom neceſſity declares ſo uſeful to you and yours, one who has put you ſo deeply in his debt, and a man whoſe uncommon qualities may eaſily excuſe all the impreſſions he has given you to his own advantage; do we know for what the Gods have reſerved him? thoſe dawnings of glory that ſhined from the firſt actions of the greateſt men, were never ſo bright and beautiful as his, and if Fortune can learn ſo much juſtice to make his vertue her favourite, he muſt needs tread the Stairs of ſucceſs to ſuch a conſpicuous height as may give the King your Father reaſon to deſire his alliance.</q>
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               <p>
                  <q>Ah mother, <hi>ſaid I, (too well pleaſed with this language)</hi> ſince you will enforce me to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vow my weakneſs, to you I will no longer ſcruple to confeſs, that if <hi>Artaban</hi> were lifted to a degree, which might make him a claim to the Kings conſent, I ſhould deſpiſe the lar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geſt Thrones and the longeſt Scepters upon the Earth for his ſake.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Urinoe,</hi> highly ſatisfied with her Victory, and deſirous to advance her deſign upon my yielding heart, after ſome diſcourſe (which conſiſted all of reaſons, coined on purpoſe to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firm me in thoſe thoughts) ſhe attempted to prevail for an anſwer to <hi>Artaban</hi>'s letter, but of that I cut off her hopes by ſo firm a reſolution, as ſhe durſt not preſs me any further: a few dayes after, with the news of a ſecond victory, I received another Letter from <hi>Artaban,</hi> which <hi>Urinoe</hi> cauſed me to read, as ſhe did the former, and indeed there came no expreſſes from him, but ſtill gave account of the taking in of ſome City, or ſome conſiderable blow he had given the Enemy.</p>
               <p>I confeſs the renown of his actions, the price of his ſervices, and the ſolicitations of <hi>Uri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>noe</hi> began to work very powerfully upon me, and in ſpight of the reſiſtance I could arm in mine own defence, all theſe conſiderations uſurped ſuch a Magiſtry upon my Spirit, as in fine, I ſadly perceived that I was now no longer Miſtreſs of my liberty; when awake he was alwayes the Argument of my thoughts, nay, my very ſleeps would not defend me from his importunate, and yet agreeable image, that was ever preſenting it ſelf to my ſickened fancy, and I beheld <hi>Artaban</hi> with the opticks of my Soul, not only as covered with the Laurels of ſo many victories, but as <hi>Artaban,</hi> whoſe perſonal accompliſhment even under a helmet, did a thouſand time out-vye the beauties of young <hi>Achilles,</hi> as <hi>Artaban</hi> ſtellified with all thoſe graces that are fit to make a feminine heart their quarry; and in fine, as <hi>Artaban,</hi> who, (at leaſt if my judgement miſtook him not) loved me as much, nay above his own Soul; how oft have I waked from theſe Dreams, when the warm blood leaped into my vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſage, chaſed thither by the remembrance, that I had ſuffered my imagination to ſtray ſo un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>becoming; how oft have I rowed againſt the ſtream of thoſe motions with a real anger, which I could not approve, and for ſome moments inforced my ſelf to hate the ſame thing, that my fears informed me was grown too dear to my deſires? a thouſand and a thouſand times have I tryed to take up arms in my own defence, by ſeeking for ſomething in the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of <hi>Artaban,</hi> that deſerved my contempt, and a thouſand times have I ſhot reflections at that abſcurity of his birth that had he known what pains I took to find him guilty, it might juſtly have edged his reſentments againſt me; the daily diſcourſes upon his repeated gallantry, that my vigilant ear gleaned from the <hi>Parthian</hi> Nobility, and the King himſelf, who every moment exalted the obligations he had to his valour, ſtruck themſelves home to the Centre of my breaſt, and at thoſe times, if a regardful eye had peruſed my viſage; it would not have miſſed the diſcovery of ſuch changes there, as might eaſily have given the intelligence, that I did not ſlightly concern my ſelf in his praiſes.</p>
               <p>To compleat my overthrow, I received a letter from <hi>Artaban,</hi> (which aided by a pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diſpoſal
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of my heart in his favour, touched me more tenderly than all the reſt) and with it there arived an expreſs to the King which told him, that within three dayes march of <hi>Pra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſpa,</hi> the <hi>Metropolis</hi> of <hi>Media, Artaban</hi> in a great battel, had defeated <hi>Tigranes</hi> with ſuch an Univerſal overthrow, as all the Army was cut in pieces without hope of reſource, and the King himſelf, having hardly eſcaped in perſon, was gone (as the common belief had voiced it) either to ſeek for ſanctuary or ſuccour in ſome neighbouring Court, that the ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeding day to this victory, all the adjacent Cities had ſent their keys to <hi>Artaban,</hi> who re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived them in the name of the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> and was ſince marched towards the Capital City, with a firm belief, that they had not courage enough left to ſhut their gates, or man their works againſt him.</p>
               <p>At the news of theſe important ſucceſſes, <hi>Phraates</hi> paſſionately celebrated his fortune with a joy that equalled it, of which he openly expoſed ſome clear proofs, by the Bonfiers he cauſed to be made in the greater part of his Cities, and the honours he decreed for <hi>Artaban,</hi> to whom he erected Statutes with inſcriptions ſo glorious, as they might well have contented the moſt boundleſs and irregular ambition. The Letter I then received from <hi>Artaban</hi> which <hi>Urinoe</hi> cauſed me to read as the reſt, I think ſhewed me theſe words.</p>
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                     <head>Artaban <hi>to the Princeſs</hi> Eliſa.</head>
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                        <q>THe <hi>Medians</hi> will quickly be your Subjects, and there remains ſo little to do, to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleat the conqueſt of that Crown, as within a few dayes, I may promiſe it without preſumption; till now I have fought as a man whoſe life was not unuſeful to your family, but ſince it is become Criminal in your thoughts, and every day increaſes the guilt, I will henceforth combat, as one that hath nothing to loſe that is dear unto you, and try to waſh away with blood, the offence I have committed, ſince there is no other way to take our the ſtain; may the Gods favour me ſo much as to make that reparation great enough to ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peaſe your anger, and I call them all to witneſs, that I will think my ſelf gloriouſly reward<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, for all the publick and particular ſervices I have rendered you, if you will only let me carry the ſatisfaction to my tomb, that you did not hate me.</q>
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               <p>No <hi>Artaban, ſaid</hi> I, <hi>when I came to the period of theſe words,</hi> I do not hate you. I ſcarce ut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered this before <hi>Urinoe,</hi> when ſhe ſaw the marks of Shame and Confuſion ſtart into my viſage I had not only called back my words, if it had been poſſible, but even thoſe very thoughts that hatched them, but I knew 'twas vanity to hope it, and <hi>Urinoe</hi> gladly taking advantage of the compaſſion and tenderneſs that my weakneſs betrayed for the ſufferings of <hi>Artaban,</hi> paſſionately preſſed me for anſwer to his Letter, ſhe purſued my flying denials all that day without overtaking them, but the following, ſhe continued the chaſe ſo hotly, as at laſt I was wearied to a yielding; a long luctation with my ſelf, before I could vanquiſh my repugnance to an action which my reaſon told me deſerved a ſevere cenſure; but in fine, as if I had ſuborn'd reaſon to excuſe deſire, at laſt I believed I had found a way to reconcile my ſcruples to <hi>Urinoe</hi>'s will, and my own inclination; and I thought I had ſo nicely ſtudyed my reply, as might poſe a Stoick to faſten a juſt cenſure, or <hi>Artaban</hi> any advantage upon them: at laſt after a tedious choice and rejection of words, I made my paper ſpeak in theſe terms.</p>
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                        <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Eliſa <hi>to</hi> Artaban.</head>
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                        <q>I Should ſin againſt my quality, thus by exchanging paper, if a juſt motive did not ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lige me, and I thought not in Conſcience, whatever that action amounts to, is due to the Deſerts of your ſervices. Heaven is my witneſs that before your offence was commit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, my eſtimation (bating thoſe perſons that gave me being) beſtowed not a larger ſhare of it ſelf upon any perſon on earth than <hi>Artaban,</hi> nor ſhould I have put a ſhorter date of thoſe reſentments, than my proper life, if the Cognizance of yours had not cancell'd them: I am ſorry to tell you, that your actions oblige me to hate you againſt my inclination; I nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther miſprize your perſon, nor ſet too cheap a rate upon your vertue, and I could ſpend ſome wiſhes (thoſe not faint ones) that it were parallel'd by all thoſe requiſites that might Authorize your ambition: but ſince the Gods refuſed you that favour, learn to ſtoop the ſoarings of your Courage to the humble pitch of your Fortunes, and appeaſe my juſt diſpleaſure by removing the cauſe of it.</q>
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               <p>I was very well pleaſed with the ſucceſs of my invention (as my ignorance then ſtyl'd it) and I thought I had woven my words with skill enough to ſecure my reputation: but I had not examined them ſo ſtrictly to ſuſpèct the ſatisfaction they gave to <hi>Artaban,</hi> who found it by a more cuning conſtruction, than I thought they would have born.</p>
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In effect, he diſcovered which way my inclination bent it ſelf, through the Cobweb diſguiſe of my expreſſions, which augmented his boldneſs, and raiſed his heart to ſuch hopes, as I did not think I had given him; when he received it, he was already gotten within the walls of <hi>Praaſpa,</hi> and his word had then ſo little work to make himſelf abſolute maſter of <hi>Media,</hi> as in leſs than too months time, he finiſhed the entire ſubjection of that large Kingdom to the <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thian</hi> Scepter.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the infortunate <hi>Tigranes,</hi> was retired to the King of <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> and <hi>Cili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cia,</hi> his Allies whom he endeavoured to arm for his Intereſts. That miſerable Prince then felt by a ſad experience, how deeply the Gods taſted ingratitude, and how unjuſtly we ſuffer Pride, the baſtard of Proſperity, to cancel the memory of a benefit.</p>
               <p>While he ſolicites his friends aſſiſtance, to re-ſeat him in the Throne of his Anceſtors, <hi>Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ban</hi> who had made an entire conqueſt of his Country, received the Oath of Allegiance in <hi>Phra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ates</hi> name, of all thoſe whoſe loſſes had enlarged his Soveraignty, placed Garriſons in the moſt conſiderable Cities, and ordered all things elſe, as diſcretion and neceſſity decreed it. He then ſaw himſelf gloriouſly acquitted of his promiſe, and began not without the appearance of rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, to fortifie the hopes he had conceived; the King my Father, who yet kept it living in his thoughts, that he was reduable to his valour for a puiſſant Kingdom, was grown very ſtu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dious of his own power, (though I think in vain) to find whether it had a reward within its reach, that might meaſure with his ſervices; he was very willing to eſcape the guilt of a ſluggiſh acknowledgement, and whether he fear'd his great Authority among the <hi>Medes,</hi> or was really deſirous to ſee him, he invited him home to his Court in the moſt honourable manner, that gratitude could invent; I remember the Letter he wrote him ſpoke much to this purpoſe.</p>
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                     <head>Phraates <hi>King of</hi> Parthia <hi>to</hi> Artaban.</head>
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                        <q>I Am double indebted to your valour, for the conqueſt of a puiſſant Kingdom, and the conſervation of that which is my birth right, and by the ſole vertue of your invin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cible arm, I reign over the <hi>Medes</hi> and <hi>Parthians;</hi> but neither of theſe Crowns can give me any true taſt of happineſs without you, and I can never think the authority truly mine, till you have a ſhare of it; come a way then my dear <hi>Artaban,</hi> to receive the recompence I have prepared you: 'tis true, I poſſeſs nothing that is not below your merit, but I pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend to go as far in requital, as the deareſt and moſt precious things I have in the world will carry me.</q>
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                  <hi>Artaban</hi> received this Letter with a grand ſatisfaction, and though he had a near gueſs at the Kings intention, who was really jealous of his power among the <hi>Medes,</hi> the paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſionate deſire he had to ſee me, only lent him leiſure to deſpiſe that conſideration, as poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble it would have taught him to trample upon all others that might have offered him cauſe of diſcontent. At length he began to think (as we are all too prone to flatter our ſelves with the fruits of our own wiſhes) that the King in his promiſe of the deareſt, and moſt precious thing he had in the World, could mean no other than his Daughter; and curi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ouſly poiſing the weight and worth of his ſervices, he found them tall enough to over-top all other rewards but that; fraught with theſe hopes, he compleated his Garriſons in places of moſt importance, and leaving the command to him that he thought was worthieſt, he left <hi>Media</hi> behind him only with ſuch troops as were neceſſary to guard his perſon, entered the <hi>Parthian</hi> territories, and by large days marches, bent his courſe with an amorous impatience to the City, where we then reſided.</p>
               <p>Never was Triumphant Captain received into the walls of <hi>Rome</hi> with greater glory, nor did ever her ſeven proud hills eccho with a louder acclamation and applauſe, than reſound<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in the <hi>Parthian</hi> Court at <hi>Artaban</hi>'s arrival; the prime Nobility paid them honours, that ſeemed only due to the perſon of their King, and if the King himſelf did not treat him with the ſpecious formality obſerved by Kings at their entertainment of crowned gueſts, at leaſt he received and careſſed him with every tender proof of affection, that might be expected by an only Son (though ſtored with all the excellent qualities of <hi>Artaban)</hi> from a paternal in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dulgence; in effect, he forgot nothing that could enter the thoughts of a ſtudious Grati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tude, to expreſs it ſelf with Elegance, and by his own example, obliged all the perſons of ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour in his Court, to a difference that offended his Modeſty: I ſhall take pity of your pati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence Madam, by forbearing to amplifie the ſingle particulars that conduced to his reception, and content my ſelf to tell you, that after the King had locked him along time within his arms, and held him a while in diſcourſe of his own gallantry, he led him into the Queens Chamber, where I was then preſent in a confuſion of thought, a part of which cannot well be miſſed by your own imagination.</p>
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'Tis true, that <hi>Artaban</hi> was not unwelcome to my eyes, and I cannot ſay that there was not ſome impatience mingled with my wiſhes to ſee him; yet it poſed me to caſt up a true account betwixt me and my honour, and I knew not what face to put on to his publick accoſt, nor how to receive his particular viſit; my judgement had not paſſed the vote, whether it behoved me to treat him as a man that had publickly ſerved us, or private<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly offended me, and in this diviſion of thoughts, I ſaw him enter the Chamber before I had time to ſettle their obedience to a reſolution; Oh what a reſtleſs puiſſance did he bring in his looks, to diſarm a part of my choller! how had a full years abſence ſtruck new gra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces about him, and added me-thought ſome Majeſty to his mind; his behaviour (as my opinion weighed it) was handſome, and far more hardy than before: but I judg'd it ſo, by his deportment to the Queen, he quickly ſhewed me reaſon to quit that opinion, when he came to ſalute me; and had any critical eye peruſed our faces at that account, it had made an eaſie comment upon our hearts. <hi>Urinoe</hi> told me ſince that, if <hi>Artaban</hi> wanted any courage or aſſurance in his looks, I appear'd not leſs confuſed and aſtoniſhed; nevertheleſs as he was naturally the boldeſt man in the world, he quickly recovered himſelf to an eſtate of repeating his civilities to the Queen, to whom the King, taking hold of his hand had preſented him: <q>See Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> behold the Man, that divided you chains aſunder, and revenged your quarrel; now me-thinks it ſhould not ask much pain to obtain your pardon for the Captivity he made you ſuffer, nor need we henceforth ſcruple to truſt him with the care of your liberty and revenge. He has clear'd the debt of his promiſe ſo nobly, <hi>reply'd the Queen,</hi> as he deſerves the repoſal of more confidence in himſelf, than in the entire puiſſance of a Kingdom; but you are not ſo deep in his debt, for the conqueſt of a Crown, as to thoſe that acquired him, for you, from whom without ingratitude you cannot diſavow that you received him.</q>
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                  <hi>Phraates</hi> enlarged the Queens diſcourſe, with much more upon the ſame ſubject, which for a long time they bandied from one to another, ſcarce allowing <hi>Artaban</hi> the leiſure to ſpeak againſt himſelf, or his modeſty the means to defend him from the oppreſſion of their praiſes. In effect, he ſpake but little that day, and after they had thus diſpoſed of a large part of it, the King led him back with his own hand, ſtill diſcourſing upon the Them: of his great acts, and when he had detained him a while longer by himſelf, at laſt he ſet him at liberty to retire.</p>
               <p>I was no ſooner gone back to my Chamber, when <hi>Urinoe</hi> having nicely obſerved the ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearance of ſome indigeſted and irreſolute thoughts in my viſage: <q>Confeſs Madam, if you pleaſe <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that the coming of <hi>Artaban</hi> has given you ſome inquietude, and you are yet divided in your ſelf, in what faſhion you ſhould treat him: If I treat him as I ought, <hi>an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer'd I,</hi> my behaviour will neither ſuit his inclination nor mine, and I confeſs there is now a combat in my ſoul, that rends it ſeveral ways, with the greateſt torture that ever fainted a female heart. Ah Madam, <hi>reply'd Urinoe,</hi> do not ſtrive againſt the tide of your own in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations, ſince they raiſe no War againſt your duty, and why do you refuſe a few mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments audience to <hi>Artaban</hi> which he devoutly begs by my interceſſion? either permit him to juſtifie or accuſe himſelf at your feet and then if your reaſon ſays he has offended, you will find him readily diſpos'd to pay you the forfeiture of his life for expiation; and if he thinks he is innocent, you cannot make your ſelf leſs, by giving him leave to prove it. <hi>Urinoe, ſaid I (after I had taken ſome time to let my thoughts controul one another)</hi> I know it is my du<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty to be deaf to your deſires, and 'tis my weakneſs thruſts me headlong upon an evident occaſion of blame, but I know how that I am not able to reſiſt a motive that over-powers my reſolution, and ſince you deſire it with ſuch unanſwerable vehemence, you have leave to bring <hi>Artaban</hi> to morrow to my chamber.</q>
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                  <hi>Urinoe</hi> extreamly glad of the permiſſion, the ſame Evening gave <hi>Artaban</hi> intelligence how prevalent ſhe had been in her ſolicitation, and, as he told me ſince, he prepared himſelf for that viſit, with a moſt paſſionate impatience. The next day I fained a little indiſpoſition on puropoſe to enjoyn a privacy exempted from common viſitants; nor could any think it ſtrange that <hi>Artaban</hi> was then admitted to that priviledge, if they rightly examined the cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dit that he carried at Court, or my particular engagements to the glories he had gotten to my advantage.</p>
               <p>He came with <hi>Urinoe</hi> who received him at my Chamber door, into my Cabinet, whither I was retired, and where I had ſeated my ſelf upon a little Bed, having cauſed the Curtains to be cloſe drawn before the windows, upon pretence of his head-ach, baniſhing as much of the tell tale light from the Cloſet as was poſſible, that <hi>Artaban</hi> might find it leſs eaſie to read the red letters of ſhame in my viſage, for the fault I com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted; indeed he entred with a grace and garb ſo becoming, as the skilfulleſt piece of detraction could have found nothing common about him; and though he carried
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leſs courage and confidence in his looks than ordinary, yet he had ſtill the undefaced impreſſion in his Port and viſage, or ſomething ſo great and lofty, as there was as much difficulty to miſprize him for his face, as his actions; Pardon me, Madam, if I ſin againſt the Majeſty of your thoughts, by ſhewing the eaſineſs of mine: 'tis true, I was too haſty to disband the forces of my judgement, that ſhould have reſiſted the batteries of his merit and affection, but they loſt the field at the firſt appearance, all my anger preſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly tendered its arms, and I felt my reaſon in too weak an eſtate, to put a tongue to my re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments.</p>
               <p>All my attendants ſtaid in the Chamber, and <hi>Artaban</hi> perceiving no body preſent, but <hi>Urinoe</hi> and her Daughter, (the ſame you ſee with her here in my Chamber) who, he knew, deſerved his confidence as well as her Mother, concluding he might ſafely take that liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty in their preſence, threw himſelf at my feet ſo haſtily, as I had neither time nor power to prevent him, and kiſſed the lower part of my robe, with an action wholly ſuppliant, and indeed onely due for a meaner merit; but unwilling to let him ſtay in that con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition, and recoiling a ſtep or two from the place where I was; <hi>Riſe</hi> Artaban, ſaid I, <hi>if I were not prepoſſeſſed with too much indulgence to your offences, this proſtrate action could not obtain their pardon.</hi>
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                  <q>'Tis true Madam, <hi>anſwered</hi> Artaban <hi>raiſing himſelf,</hi> that I could look for no leſs than death, from any other judge but you, and I vow by all that's great and good, if your anger has prepared me a condemnation, to receive the fatal doom from your mouth, with as perfect a reſignation, and obedience, as the pardon I beg at your hands; Believe it <hi>Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ban,</hi> you will not obtain that ſo eaſily, <hi>replyed I,</hi> as your imagination flatters you, and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>haps your own opinion has not taken your crime at the full proportion, but I ſhall refer the puniſhment to your ſelf, in appealing to your judgement for the cenſure of your faults. My faults, <hi>replyed Artaban,</hi> are worthy of all the pains that cruelty it ſelf can invent, and would be utterly of any hope of pardon, if they could not borrow ſome excuſe from the violence you have done me; 'tis not my will Madam, that has offended you, for the Gods are obliged to witneſs, I levyed all the power againſt you that was likely to preſent any fruit to hope, from a ſoul capable of knowledge and reaſon; even in my greener youth, which you know is apt to take home objects to the heart before it has weighed them, I have endeavoured to fortifie my ſoul againſt the force of nature, with an oppoſition under which I was like to fall your ſacrifice, I ſaw my reſoluti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons cowardly turn their heads in the combat againſt you, and though I called the knowledge that I ought to have of you and my ſelf to re-inforce them, at laſt I found an abſolute impoſſibility, to hold up arms any longer; no Madam, it was no blind pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumption that thruſt me headlong upon this attempt, for I never found any thing in my perſon or ſervices, that might authorize my boldneſs; 'tis a reſtleſs conſtraint that onely labours to excuſe me, and my thoughts are clad in all the whiteneſs and purity of truth, when I proteſt at your feet, it was onely your ſelf that forced me to offend you. I ſhould think my ſelf very innocent of your faults, <hi>replyed I,</hi> if by forbearing to cut them off in the infancy, I had not contributed to their nouriſhment, 'tis that has made me an accomplice in your crimes, and had I timely given the conſideration of my birth and duty, the precedency of thoſe ſervices you have rendred us, I had happily preven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted the ſequel of a miſchief, whereof I could not avoid the beginning: but ſince it is not in my power to revoke what is paſt, I will try to expiate a part of my errour, by a better re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gulation of the future, and I hope my prayers will prevail with your ſelf to aſſiſt me, by changing your aims to ſome other object: No Madam, <hi>ſaid</hi> Artaban, <hi>interrupting me,</hi> let me beg you will never hope my conſent to that, if you deſire my obedience, ordain me any thing but ceaſing to adore you, ſince all your power and mine, are too weak to effect it, and 'tis as poſſible that I ſhould live without a heart, as without a heart that is not en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tirely yours: But what are the thoughts you foſter, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> or what deſign can you le<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vel at the King of <hi>Parthia</hi>'s onely Daughter, that may promiſe any hope of ſatisfaction? The ſame, <hi>replyed Artaban,</hi> of rendring you what we owe the Gods, with a clearer ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion, and a warmer zeal, than commonly compoſes thoſe vows, that are twice a day winged for the ſtarry Palace, the ſame of making your glory the mark, rule, and guide of all my thoughts, and actions, and the ſame of paſſing my life, or finding my death in the affairs of your ſervice.</q>
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                  <q>But do you believe, <hi>added I,</hi> that the King whoſe will is the law of mine, does ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prove your intentions? or do you think that without his commiſſion, I can keep an unſtained duty, and ſtill ſuffer them to run in the ſame channel? I will not ſay, <hi>replyed the hardy Artaban,</hi> that ſuch a Princeſs as <hi>Eliſa</hi> can be merited by Man, and I know too well, that the gaining of a hundred Kingdoms, and the loſs of a thouſand ſuch
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lives as mine, can infer but weak arguments to legitimate that ambition; but I think I may ſafely ſay, that if I rendered the ſervices that <hi>Phraates</hi> has received of my ſword, to any other King than him that is Father to <hi>Eliſa,</hi> I ſhould think I could not ſet them at a meaner value, than the honour to ſerve his Daughter; no Madam, 'tis the only diſpropor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion betwixt your ſelf and me (leaving your birth out of the ballance) and not betwixt my ſervices, and the Royal dignity, that frames my preſumption, and if my vaſt diſtance below your perſonal merits, were weighed up to an equality by your per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion, I would learn to hope, that by greater conqueſts than that of <hi>Media,</hi> I might become conſiderable enough to the King your Father, to own a demand of that nature with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out bluſhes.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In this diſcourſe of <hi>Artaban,</hi> there was ſomething that favoured of a great deal of arrogance, and yet that arrogance appeared ſo well placed in him, and indeed all things elſe ſpeak ſo near an alliance, and ſo perfect a conformity to the grandeur of his courage, as inſtead of condemning, I felt an affectionate impulſion to augment my eſteem, and I found my ſelf utterly unable to hinder the confederacy of my words and actions, with the treaſon of my love.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>I avow, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that men of your condition may faſten very haughty and pregnant hopes to their courage, and if Juſtice guided the hand of Fortune in the diſtribution of her trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſury, there could be nothing above you; I know not how the thoughts of <hi>Phraates</hi> agree with this opinion, but without his ſeal I can make no aſſurance, and, that once obtained, the conqueſt of my obſtinacy will not coſt you much trouble.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I know not what raſh fit of folly wreſted theſe inconſiderate words from my mouth, I know they were followed at the heels by ſhame and repentance, nor did the artificial darkneſs cover my confuſion from <hi>Artaban,</hi> who a little in pain to ſee it, fell once more at my feet, and kiſſing them with a tranſport of joy: <q>Now fortune, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I bid defiance to thy malice, and ſince my divine Princeſs does vote me happy, I hope both Gods and men will declare themſelves in my favour. He ſpoke much more to this purpoſe, which I only anſwered in bluſhes, for all the time he ſtaid after this, my ſhame would not let me ſpeak in any other language, and I found it ſo impoſſible to recover my colour and confidence, as the diſcovery of it made him take his leave ſooner than he intended; and he went out of my chamber with hopes, that till then he had never conceived.</q>
               </p>
               <p>After that day, he directed all his actions to deliver me ſo many meſſages of Love, and paid me his reſpects in ſo amiable and obliging a faſhion (or rather Madam, my weakneſs under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtood it ſo) as I was content to pull off the mask of my affection: but before I came to this confeſſion, it coſt him whole days, with abundance of preſſing and paſſionate diſcourſe, whereof the length releaſes my repetition: but when I had once vanquiſhed that difficulty, he receiv'd ſome proofs of my affection, that ſhewed my indulgence in a deeper tincture than the difference of our conditions would well permit, however they were ſtill limited by rules, as ſtraight as the ſteady hand of a vertuous reſolution could draw them, he never obtained any favour from me, beſides what the tongue and the eye delivered, and I ſtrictly reſerv'd my ſelf to the Kings diſpoſal, without whoſe conſent I always aſſured him his hopes were thrown away.</p>
               <p>I know Madam, that maugre all my circumſpection, I was yet very culpable, in not taking the firſt kindlings of affections, from the commands of thoſe to whom my birth had ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted me; but I know too, that 'tis no wonder if extraordinary merit produce effects that are like themſelves, nor need thoſe hearts, that have held the fortreſs all their life, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt a puny Siege, be aſham'd of an overthrow, by ſuch forces as vanquiſhed me: <q>Yes my dear <hi>Artaban,</hi> I love thee, and I ſhould love thee yet much more than my ſelf, if the Gods had left thee ſtill amongſt men;</q> couldeſt thou come hither again from thy ſtarry habitation, thou would'ſt juſtifie the affection I have for thee, and I cannot now diſavow it with ſo little ſhame, as before I confeſſed it.</p>
               <p>The fair Princeſs was conſtrained to ſtop the current of her diſcourſe, on purpoſe to make way for another, compos'd of ſome fugitive tears, that had newly broken over their Cryſtal banks in abundance, and after ſhe had thus wept and ſigh'd away ſome moments, wherein the fair Queen took occaſion to ſweeten her ſorrows, with all the comfort that her pity could in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vent, ſhe went on in this manner.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> was ador'd among the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and the prodigious things he had done for the intereſt of that nation, acquired him ſo much honour in the general eſteem, as could not well be aſcrib'd (and ſave Religion harmleſs) unto a mortal perſon, eſpecially the King, who had reap'd the faireſt fruits of his glorious labours, and ſaw himſelf ſurely ſeated by his valour, not only in his own eſtate, but Maſter of one of the greateſt Kingdoms in <hi>Aſia,</hi> open<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly publiſhed his impuiſſance, to pay what was due to ſo great a vertue: of this he made a
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particular declaration the ſame day he was crown'd King of <hi>Media,</hi> after the ceremony was ended, holding <hi>Artaban</hi> in his left hand: <q>'Tis of you great man, <hi>ſaid he, with a loud voice,</hi> (for I have neither power nor will to diſavow it) that I hold this puiſſant Crown, and I do here deeply proteſt in this aſſembly, by all that Religion requires to make a vow ſacred and obliging, I have nothing ſo much my own to make it not totally at your diſpoſal, nor can you name a demand of what price ſoever, that I will ſtay to conſider before I grant it.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> heard theſe words with an exceſs of joy, and full of thoſe forward hopes they had given him, turning to the King: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> it beſeems not <hi>Artaban,</hi> to miſprize the favors of his great and bounteous Maſter, for which perhaps he will ſhortly take enourage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment to put a name to his requeſt; for though my ſervice be light and trivial, yet I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not be ignorant, that it is the cuſtom of ſuch great and magnificent Princes as your ſelf, ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to quadrate the reward to the largeneſs of their own hearts, than the merit of him that receives it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The King, who had not yet ſpi'd out the mark that <hi>Artaban</hi> aim'd at, received his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe with a very high ſatisfaction, and as till then he had been much troubled at his re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſal of the greateſt offices of honour, truſt and profit in the Kingdom, the belief that he would now accept the proffer'd bounty which he hop'd might pay the purchaſe of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban</hi>'s ſervice for the reſt of his life, made him gladly faſten upon the words, and ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lig'd him openly to repeat and confirm his promiſe: I confeſs Madam, that I received a great deal of contentment from my intelligence of this paſſage betwixt him and the King, and a few days after, was ſo eaſie to be overcome to a conſent by <hi>Artaban</hi>'s importuni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, that ſo ſoon as the next occaſion invited him, by adventuring to name his demand, he ſhould try how the King ſtood inclined to the accompliſhment of our wiſhes: this per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion ſo exalted him, as he thought nothing impoſſible to his Courage and Fortune, and as Nature had always lodg'd in his breſt a haughty opinion of himſelf, he was grown too credulous to ſuſpect any impoſture in theſe hopes that preſaged a favourable event to his deſigns.</p>
               <p>He made choice of a time to hazard the attempt, when many conducing circumſtances ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared to plead in his behalf, and juſt upon the firſt arrival of a rumour, that the Kings of <hi>Cilicia</hi> and <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> had each raiſed a numerous Army to play an after-game in <hi>Tigranes</hi> quarrel, he thought no time ſo critical, as that to attempt the King, nor none ſo promiſing (the approaching danger conſidered) to transform his hopes to aſſurance; beſides the publick engagement of the Kings word, to grant him his deſire without a limitation, he remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bred the ſame expreſſion he had under his hand, that he was willing to reward his ſervices, with the deareſt and moſt precious thing he had in the world, his hopes were yet better for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifi'd againſt the menaces of fear by the publick wiſhes, and he knew the <hi>Parthians</hi> daily talk'd without a whiſper, that if their King deſir'd to ſet an invincible guard upon his new acqueſt, and raiſe the power of his Empire to a prouder pitch of glory, than ever the greateſt of his predeceſſors had flown it, <hi>Phraates</hi> could find no fitter expedient than <hi>Artaban</hi>'s alli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance by the marriage of his Daughter, ſince all the ſtate policy he had, though it ranſak'd and rifled the whole world for a choiſe, could not find out a more valiant Defender for his Peo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple, nor a Succeſſour whoſe Perſon and Goverment would be more agreeable to his Subjects; that the Male-line of the <hi>Arſacides</hi> being utterly extinct (the Prince <hi>Tyri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates</hi> excepted, to whom they all knew <hi>Phraates</hi> would never leave his Crown, and the baſtard <hi>Venones,</hi> whoſe pretences would be always like himſelf, illegitimate) he would either be obliged to create a Candidate for his Crown at home, or elſe contract an alliance with ſome neighbour King, and ſo run the hazard of Metamorphoſing the <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thian</hi> liberty to a provincial ſervitude, which could not be leſs than inſupportable to that war<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>like nation.</p>
               <p>When theſe popular diſcourſes had once found the way to <hi>Artaban</hi>'s ear, they quick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly matured his reſolution to a poſitive degree; in fine, he began to think that delay might do him injury, and concluded it unfit to ſtay till time might moderate the Kings impatience to requite him, and the beauty of his brave acts had left its gloſs in his memory.</p>
               <p>In the heat of thoſe thoughts, (after he had once more beg'd my permiſſion) he went one day to find out the King in the Palace Garden, where he was then walking with a train of his principal Nobility about him: the King receiv'd him with a very affable aſpect, and after the exchange of ſome open diſcourſe before all the company, at laſt (as his frequent uſe had made it a cuſtom) he drew him aſide from a particular Parley, and to that purpoſe making a ſign to the reſt, not to follow him, he paſs'd into the next Alley leaning
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upon his arm, and began to entertain him with indifferent things, as chance and occaſion of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer'd to his thought.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> having allowed ſome time to a reſpective attention, and ſhap'd ſuch replies, as he knew were moſt agreeable to <hi>Phraates</hi> humour, at laſt grew deſirous to change the Theme of their Diſcourſe to a ſubject of more importance, and chaſing all the fear from his heart might diſcredit his deſign, by appearing in his looks and geſture; <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> how are your in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentions now bent to diſpoſe of us? has your judgement voted us uſeleſs for your future ſervice? and are you content to ſit quietly down, with the Crowns of <hi>Parthia</hi> and <hi>Media,</hi> when you have power enough at your beck to Maſter the greateſt part of <hi>Afia?</hi> you under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand that the Kings of <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> and <hi>Cilicia,</hi> have already raiſed forces in <hi>Tigranes</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>half, to wreſt the Crown of <hi>Media</hi> out of your hands, and in outward appearance, your Majeſty takes no care to prevent them: I beſeech you Sir, give us leave to go meet them, before they force the unwelcome complement of a hoſtile viſit upon us, let me once more beg the honour and aſſignation of as many troops to my conduct, as I had for the conqueſt of <hi>Media,</hi> and ſuffer me for your intereſts, to carry the War home to thoſe Princes doors, that are coming beyond their limits in chaſe of their own misfortune; Sir, I do make you a promiſe of their ruine, to be paid in leſs than is requiſite to take ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>act ſurvey of their Provinces, and if I do not lay both thoſe Crowns at your feet, before Time be two years older, blot out the name of <hi>Artaban</hi> from your memory, and call me Impoſtor.</q>
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               <p>When <hi>Artaban</hi> ſpake in this manner, the King regarded him with admiration, and inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cted by the proofs of a fortunate experience, how capable he was to change his words into actions, he liſtened to the ſame language from him, as he would have done to an Oracle, which might have been interpreted from another mouth, as the effects of a vain preſumpti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on; and he had made uſe of ſome time to ſhape his reply, throwing his arm about his neck: <q>Invincible <hi>Artaban, ſaid he,</hi> or rather the Soul of valour, ſent down to the <hi>Parthians</hi> as a favour from Heaven, for their ſecurity and advancement, I have ſo little reaſon to lay the blemiſh of a doubt upon your generous propoſitions, as I one day hope, by the vertue of your warlike arm, to check the arrogance of that proud Empire, and pluck the Eagle pi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions that pretend to make the world their quarry, ſince you are reſolved to unſheath your ſword againſt them, I hold the <hi>Cappadocians</hi> and <hi>Cilicians</hi> already defeated, and I aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure my ſelf with as much confidence of both thoſe Diadems, as the Crown of <hi>Media,</hi> wherewith your hands impal'd my Temples: but <hi>Artaban,</hi> to what do you reduce me? how unkindly you uſe me with this exceſs of merit? and how do you think I can reign over ſo many people without a bleeding honour, when I ſhall not reign but by the ſole va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lour of a man that will take no reward at my hands? you have owned ſo little eſteem of offices, treaſures, and indeed of all things elſe, that others would greedily ſeek, as I have ſcarce the confidence to reſolicite your acceptance of any gift, for fear of offending your courage; and will you never let me know, that though you refuſe what my grati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tude is able to offer as a requital, yet you will not diſdain it as a badge of my inviolable amity?</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> unwilling to let ſo fair an opportunity eſcape him, regarding the King with a vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſage leſs aſſured than before; <q>No Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I will not always dwell upon theſe terms of refuſal, and if till now, by ſo long forbearing to ask a recompence, I have paſs'd in your thoughts for a modeſt man, I ſhall doubtleſs now, by demanding one of too high a value, incur the cenſure of an inſolent; Sir, you have that at your diſpoſal, that carries a capacity, not only of rewarding my former ſervices (they are too cheap and worthleſs to give me any right to ſo rich a ſalary) but indeed of overpaying (like a great and bountious King) all the reſt that I am preparing to render you, which I do not queſtion ſhall wear the badge of more deſert and importance, than any that preceeded them. 'Tis true Sir, that Riches and Dignities are not rated by my courage as the world eſteems them, but you have a treaſure in your power, that may dazle the boldeſt aſpirer to a diſtruſt of his ambition, and if I have raſhly raiſed the wings of my deſires that way, I do but take the juſt dimenſions of your greatneſs, which I cannot offend, ſo weakly to ask any thing below it in proportion. In fine, Sir the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa</hi> is the only fruit, the Centre, the Soul of my life, and all my happineſs; and (if I may dare to call her ſo) the price of my Actions, if my ambition has broke the bounds of her proper ſphere, and ſoars too high, I will ſtrive to train my ſervices to the ſame ſubli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity, and if Crowns be wanting to ſet off that vertue which your Majeſty has honoured with ſo high an eſteem, ſince neceſſity requires thoſe ornaments to excuſe my raſhneſs, ſo long as any ſhall ſit upon the heads of your Enemies, we ſhall have right enough to promiſe you their poſſeſſion.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
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                  <hi>Artaban</hi> in ſucceſs of theſe words, put a knee to the ground before the King, a poſture that he thought fitteſt to follow this hardy petition with, when he ſaw his face turn pale then pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently over-flowed with a fiery bluſh, and in a few moments, by the continued riſing of more clouds, grown the Omen of a following tempeſt.</p>
               <p>In effect, <hi>Phraates,</hi> the proudeſt and moſt haughty hearted Prince upon earth, was ſo deep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly incenſed at <hi>Artaban</hi>'s demand, as he had much ado to ſuffer the memory of his ſervices, to ſtop the natural courſe of his own inclination, which you know, by what you have already underſtood of his life, was ever prone to bloody and barbarous affections. However he made a ſtrong aſſault upon himſelf to moderate the fierceneſs of his paſſion, and regarding <hi>Artaban</hi> with a face full of ſcorn, <q>I cannot now wonder, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> at your former proceedings, and I find you had reaſon to diſdain Offices of ſo petty a concernment, ſince you had tyed your pretences to my Daughter and my Crown. The boldneſs of that thought were worthy of an exemplary puniſhment, in any perſon that weighed leſs in my eſtimation than you, but the conſideration of your ſervices hath got your pardon, in hope you will take future care to pull ſome Feathers from the wings of your ambition.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> received this ſudden change in the Kings ſtile, like the blot of a thunder-bolt, but his undaunted courage quickly came to his reſcue from that aſtoniſhment, when repulſing the danger, to its own credit of ſuch a ſurprizal, and clearing his looks of all the troubles that had newly invaded them: <q>If the glorious reward I demand, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> by a juſt compu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation, does over-top my ſervices, they are above all things elſe that you are capable of gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving; nor can I be ſo weak an Arbiter of my own deſert, to loſe the knowledge that I have added more to your grandeur, by preſerving one, and planting another Crown upon your head, than the greateſt of your Neighbour Kings can bring to out-bid me for the title of your Son in-Law: nor would I be miſtaken to foſter any thought that I have, or can ever pay a valuable price of merit for ſo rich a Jewel; but Sir, if I be guilty, let me dare to ſay, your ſelf is an acceſſary, 'twas you betrayed me to theſe hopes, when you promiſed to pay my ſervices with the deareſt and moſt precious thing in the world. I thought, <hi>replyed the King,</hi> that thoſe favours, which I never placed upon any but your ſelf, might have challenged the Epithets of dear and precious enough in your thoughts, and ſo your own judgement ſaved you the labour of making ſo unlikely an explication of promi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes; 'tis from the valour of my own ſubjects that I hold the aſſurance of <hi>Parthia,</hi> and the conqueſt of my other Kingdom, and if your Sword hath carved me your ſhare of victory, ſince I did you the honour to place you at the head of my Army, you have gotten glory, and gathered profit enough from that employment, to content any ambition that is leſs unrea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſonable than yours: Yes Sir, <hi>replyed the fierce Artaban,</hi> the glory remains ſtill in my poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſion, and with the advantage of obliging none but ingrateful Kings; 'tis all the fruit I can ſhew of the ſcars I wear for you and the unfortunate <hi>Tigranes,</hi> from whoſe lofty creſt I plucked down Victory, to perch her upon your Standards, tumbled him from his Throne, and chaſed him out of his Territories, and all this to put you in poſſeſſion of a power to treat me ill in yours: thoſe very Subjects to whoſe valour you are ſo deeply indebted, methought defended you but feebly, when the point of my ſword was turned againſt them, and had not I lead them the way to glory, perhaps your old Subjects would never have ſubdued you new ones; Sir, I muſt know no fear to ſay, that this hand alone put both the Scepters into yours, and the glittering ſpoils you enjoy of thoſe victories, were purchaſed by my blood, and bought with the peril of my life: could juſt anger put my will to ſuch an act, I might yet change the lot of War, and carry back the ſmiles of For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune to your Enemies party, and could I prevail with my ſelf, to do as much for <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>granes,</hi> as I have lately done for you, peradventure I ſhould find ſtrength enough to lift him up again to that throne, from whence I pull'd him for your intereſts: but the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect that I muſt ever preſerve for the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa,</hi> forbids me to carry any aid to her Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers Enemies, and for her ſake alone, the Sword, which is yet keen enough to cut the threds of as many <hi>Parthians,</hi> as it has freſhly done of <hi>Median</hi> lives, ſhall never more be drawn ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther for or againſt you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words he returned his back, and offered to leave the room, when the King ſtaying him by the arm: <q>Say no more, <hi>ſaid he, with a furious look,</hi> that I am ungrateful for the ſervices thou haſt render'd me, and in lieu of that grand reward thy fancy hopes did aim at, receive thy life at the hands of my unmeritted mercy, which thy Inſolence has forfeited to the ſword of Juſtice: till now I never ſuffered reproach or menace from any mortal perſon, and thou alone haſt put my patience to a proof, that would have been fatal to any other, and may at laſt be deſtructive to thy ſelf, if thou doſt not teach thy tongue more becoming language: King of <hi>Parthia, ſaid Artaban,</hi> ſince thou haſt refuſed me all that I thought worth the asking, I ſcorn to owe thee for either mercy or favour; and if thou think'ſt I can
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take my life as a gift at thy hands, know that I diſdain to keep it at ſo baſe a ranſom, and now me-thinks, as thy ingratitude has disfigured it, it looks ſo ugly, I would not receive it from thee, but as the greateſt plague that Heaven can ſend me, coming from thee, I refuſe, reject it as I did thoſe offices and honours thou would'ſt once have given me, and if thou haſt not for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>got what is paſt, thy concernments will inſtruct thee, to cut a man from the world, that wants no more than intention to ruine thee.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The King heard not theſe laſt words; for ſo ſoon as he had vented his own paſſion, he turn'd his back to <hi>Artaban,</hi> and had left a pretty diſtance betwixt them, before he had done ſpeaking. <hi>Artaban,</hi> rather dead than alive, by the Kings example, bent his ſteps to another part of the Garden, and making choice of the moſt ſecret and untroden Alley, that his ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rows could light of, he buried all his hopes and comfort in the cruelleſt thoughts that ever ſhook ſo great a ſpirit; this ſad and ſudden change in his condition, had like to have made his Executioner, and he often put a hand to the guard of his Sword, with a purpoſe to make a paſſage for his Soul to get out at; ſome few moments after, a furious Demon of venge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance, turn'd the impetuous torrent of his thoughts againſt <hi>Phraates.</hi> And ſo long as that violent paroxiſm of choler laſted, never did open anger, or ſecret malice, contrive a deeper revenge, than what tumultuous thoughts then urged againſt him: but the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membrance of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> hung chains upon his paſſion and he had no ſooner admitted the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration that <hi>Phraates</hi> was her Father, but it turn'd the edge of his keeneſt reſentment, and baniſhed all that diſobeyed his love: ſometimes he prepared himſelf to go find <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>granes,</hi> and joyn intregue with him for their common vengeance, feeding his hopes of that deſign, with the haughty opinion of his own merit; but theſe motions were quickly out of favour, when the memory of <hi>Tigranes</hi> affection to <hi>Eliſa</hi> came once to accuſe them, and it leſs affronted his reaſon to ſeek a retreat in the remoteſt corners of the earth, than hide his head under the roof of his Rival: beſides he remembred the promiſe he had made the King, never to bear Arms againſt my Father, and though his Conſcience could have grown contented to diſpenſe with the breach of that engagement, yet the fear he ſtill kept to diſpleaſe me, had too powerful an influence upon him to defeat that reſolution: in fine, where ever his fancy moved a wing, ſhe encountred new torments, and freſh cauſes of incurable vexation, and ſtill as he ſent his thoughts to hunt for comfort, they brought home no other quarry, than variety of ways to periſh; <q>Unfortunate <hi>Artaban, cryed he,</hi> what doſt thou longer here? get thee down into the ſhades in queſt of that repoſe which the world denies thee, and conteſt no longer with thy implacable enemy, Fortune, whom thy evil genius has bribed to undo thee; the Sun has ſhin'd upon no part of the world where thou haſt been, wherein thy felicity has not been affronted, and if the fates have favoured thee in War, the harveſt of the victories have been taken in by other hands, the pain, the ſhame, and the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpair, ſtill ſtays with thee; to thee Earth is fruitful in nothing but ingrateful perſons, eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry man to thee will either be a <hi>Tigranes,</hi> or a <hi>Phraates,</hi> and by ſuch as thoſe the Gods, whoſe wrath is the product of thy pride, have decreed to tread upon the neck of thy am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bition: ſure they are angry to ſee how audaciouſly thou doſt raiſe thy courage above the birth they allotted thee; and if thou canſt not humble it to equality, try to bound thy un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juſt pretences with a death that has only power to free thee from theſe calamities, to which thy aſpiring deſires will eternally expoſe thee: But why ſhould I die, <hi>continued he, after a little breathing,</hi> before I ſee how the powers above will diſpoſe of thoſe puniſhments, which (how ſeverely ſoever they have uſed me) are doubtleſs ready to drop upon the heads of theſe unworthy wretches? it may be they have made them their in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruments to humble thee, without an approbation of their ingratitude, and the deſtiny that waits on that may inſtruct thee to hope a happy change in my Fortune, and a revenge of my Injuries: Did I ſay to hope, <hi>added he,</hi> what baſe fear ſhall uſurp ſuch power to pinion my endeavours, that I may not make it a certainty? Has the change of my condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion ſunk it ſelf into my nature, and is that valour ſhrunk away from my aſſiſtance, that a few months ſince has cauſed ſuch ſtrange revolutions in too great Empires? May not I reſtore to the humbled, and poſſible repentant <hi>Tigranes,</hi> what I took from him, for the proud and diſdainful <hi>Phraates,</hi> for <hi>Phraates</hi> a thouſand times more ingrateful than the King of <hi>Media,</hi> and all this with a ſucceſs ſo unconceiv'd by the moſt pregnant hopes, as my ſelf had enough to promiſe all that was perform'd; go then wronged <hi>Artaban,</hi> and once more draw thy Sword againſt this inhumane monſter, whoſe Soul is ſanguin'd with the ruine of all his neareſt kindred, eſpouſe thy quarrel with the loud cries of his Fathers and Brothers blood, whom he barbarouſly butcher'd; and if we have provok'd the Gods, in lending ſuccour to this <hi>Parricide,</hi> let us ſtrive to appeaſe thoſe angry powers by carry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the ſword and fire into the bowels of his <hi>Parthia,</hi> which in his quarrel too lately devaſted the <hi>Median</hi> Empire: Oh my reſolutions <hi>(continued he, after a little interval of ſilence)</hi>
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how juſt you are, and yet how faint and feeble, when <hi>Eliſa</hi> enters the liſts againſt you; with an invincible difficulty does my ſpirit feel (deeply ſtung as it is with the ſenſe of my injuries) to frame the projection, or ſo much as ſhelter a thought that may diſpleaſe my ſovereign Princeſs, this ſword, that once was fortunately drawn for her intereſts, has neither edge nor point againſt her Father; and if the greedy thirſt of revenge ſhould ever ſeduce my conſent to offend her ſo rudely, I could not think of a leſs expiation, to force a paſſage with the point to that heart, which the entertainment of ſo profane a deſire would render utterly unwor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy to be the Guardian and Tablet of ſo fair an Image.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Thus did the two factions of his reaſon grapple with each other, while he ſought the moſt unviſited corners of the Garden, to make a liſt for the Combat; and in fine, the conteſt was like to be determined by ſome deſperate reſolution, when his Eyes encounter'd with me, only attended by <hi>Urinoe,</hi> and her Daughter; I had ſpy'd him as I croſt an Alley, with a purpoſe to ſhelter my ſelf from the Sun, in the covert of an Arbour, and deſcrying a part of the truth through his melancholly garb and choice of ſolitude, the trembling deſire I had to clear my conjecture, made me give the reſt of my train a com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand to wait my retreat upon the bank of a Brook that ran through the Garden, while I, propping my ſelf on either ſide with <hi>Urinoe,</hi> and <hi>Cephiſa,</hi> directed my ſteps to the farther part of that Alley, which I had ſpy'd <hi>Artaban</hi> enter at the other end, and I had not left many paces of it behind me, when I was ſuddenly upon him, before the deep diſpute of his thoughts would permit him to diſcover me. I am ſtill troubled at the remembrance of that ſad eſtate wherein I found him, his viſage was totally changed; and if for ſome mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments it was painted with the fiery colour that Choler gives, preſently grief got the victory, drove that ſanguine tide to a retreat, and cover'd it with his own complexion, ſo wan and pale, as if the cold approach of Death had newly frozen up all thoſe Crimſon channels; his Eyes, the uſual Heralds of his Heart, that were ſtill ſparkling the contents of ſomething there that was great and noble, were now eclips'd with a dull gloomy cloud of woe, and his very diſcerning faculty almoſt choak'd up with ſome tears, which made themſelves a breach in ſpight of all his Courage, that denyed them paſſage.</p>
               <p>Gods! what a fearful divination of my ſucceeding miſchief did that object ſhoot into my ſoul? how quickly did my ſpirit at the ſame time take the impreſſion of my miſery, and releaſe my repoſe? I advanced towards <hi>Artaban,</hi> with little leſs diſquiet in mine, than his looks had ſhown me; the noiſe of my approach made him lift up his head, and he knew me, in ſpight of the prepoſſeſſion of thoſe paſſions that diſputed precedency in his Soul: the light of me inraged the ſtorms of thoſe tranſports that ſhook him, and he had much ado to ſtop the torrent of his griefs from breaking out into a diſcovery by a loud out-cry; though I often called him by his name, as I made my approaches, it was long before he could digeſt his woes into words; and, inſtead of advancing to meet me, he leaned his back againſt an Arbour, and holding his arms a croſs upon his breaſt, he ſtaid my coming up in a po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſture, that pierced my very Soul with pity: my affection ſoon reached me a ſhare in his anguiſh, and it coſt me no ſecond thoughts to divine the cauſe of his inquietude, the fear I had entertained to learn ſomething from his mouth that would juſtifie it ſelf, made my tongue turn coward for a time, and charactered a diſturbance in my looks that were little ſhort of his; in fine, I firſt overcame the confuſion, that ſhared it ſelf betwixt us, and violently putting by my own ſad apprehenſions, that my judgement might have liberty to make a more dexterous application of comfort to his: <hi>How now</hi> Artaban, ſaid I, <hi>are your knowledge and courage both wracked with one guſt? what have you let your ſelf ſink under the weight of a grief (that appears in your viſage) below the knowledge of</hi> Eliſa?</p>
               <p>At theſe words <hi>Artaban</hi> drew up two or three groans from the bottome of his breaſt, and faſtning his eyes upon me with a wild and half diſtracted look: <hi>Yes Madam, I do know you,</hi> ſaid he, with a voice compoſed of almoſt as many ſighs as words, <hi>and oh that Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven had pleaſed I had known you leſs or better! In fine Madam,</hi> purſued he, a little re-in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forcing his ſpirits, <hi>the ſame Gods that took me from you, have cruelly torn thoſe hopes from my heart, that my indiſcretion planted there; and a King, whom I can neither call cruel, nor ingrateful, becauſe he is your Father, does rigorouſly puniſh the ſame offence your indulgence pardoned, his refuſal expoſes me to a death, that might have been far leſs bitter, and more glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious, had I received it as a juſt doom of my boldneſs from your command, but in this my deſtiny is much more cruel that (utterly unable to love the man that pays me no other price but Death for all my ſervices) it is not permitted me to hate him that diſcloſed ſuch a mine of Treaſure as your ſelf to the World.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>At this period a ſhower of tears, that violently broke their way, ſtayed the purſuit of his diſcourſe, which ſoftened my Soul to ſuch a melting temper, as forced me freely to unlock
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the channels of my own, and putting my hand before my face with a purpoſe in part to hide them: <q>
                     <hi>Artaban, ſaid I,</hi> my fears were always Prophetick of what has befallen you, and though (your ſervices eſteemed aright) I believed ever, there could be nothing too great for your expectations, yet I know the Kings diſpoſition too well to over-ſee ſo ſad an augury: this I may ſafely proteſt, and poſſibly, with too much truth, that the cauſe and ſenſe of your ſorrows have equally divided themſelves betwixt us; and ſince you cannot be ignorant that I love you, you may eaſily gueſs from that, how large a ſhare my heart has carved it ſelf in the ſufferings of your diſgrace: would to Heaven it lay in my power to ſmooth all the frowns in the face of your fortune, and that the Gods had as happily ſuited the Kings intentions to mine, as my will is ſubmitted to the indiſpenſible tyes of duty, to an abſolute dependance upon his: Believe it <hi>Artaban,</hi> you ſhould quickly know, that your vertue takes place of all thoſe in my choice, that ſwell the titles of the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt Kings; nor has the whole Univerſe a capacity to court my ſoul with a clearer ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, than by putting you in poſſeſſion of that priviledge my wiſhes deſign you: But ſince the Gods will not let us be happy at our own Election, call upon the greatneſs of your courage for a reſignation to their wills, 'tis that muſt create you hopes to calm and quiet your diſpleaſures, and doubtleſs cut you out fairer Fortunes, than any can flat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter your expectations in the Court of <hi>Parthia.</hi> I cannot ſee my ſelf reduced, Dear <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban,</hi> without a ſad reluctance, to offer you this Counſel, but you muſt not be igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rant how poorly my power can befriend my will in a buſineſs of this nature, and you know with what a preciſe obedience maids of my birth are tyed to the auſtere rules of their duty, they are thoſe that ſubſcribe me a blind ſubmiſſion to the will of my Father and my King: And they are thoſe, <hi>interrupted the ſad Artaban,</hi> that reduce me to this deplorable eſtate, which draws tears from your fair eyes; no Madam, 'tis not the power of a King that creates my misfortune; had I nothing but that to combat, perhaps I might find forces enough to hold up my Buckler, which now I muſt lay down at your feet, ſince you are my oppoſer; it may be I ſhould throw down all other difficulties that ſtand in my way to happineſs, and I think the powerfulleſt impediments would all become the Trophies of my reſolution, if your conſent would vote the Triumph; but 'tis that I know not how to hope: and 'tis that too, Madam, that has made a coward of all my courage to demand it; no Madam I dare not ask any thing that croſſes your humour in behalf of a miſerable man, nor pretend to the violation of a duty that forbids me to be happy: for though I were born to greater Crowns than thoſe that embrace your Fathers Temples, I ſhould not ſuffer ſo bold a thought; but ſince a Sword is all the portion that Heaven has given me, I ſhould be too unworthy of the glory I have gotten by it, in ſerving you, ſhould I ask more than what I have already received of your goodneſs: my deſires then Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, are all contracted in this ſingle requeſt, <hi>continued he, throwing himſelf at my feet,</hi> that you will only ſuffer me to go away with the honour of being yours, and continue it, till one ſhort Scene of my life be acted, I ſhall not long trouble you with keeping the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion, and I promiſe you to make haſt into the arms of Death, as the only medicine that is left for all miſeries.</q>
               </p>
               <p>While he ſpake in this manner, I had ſeated my ſelf upon a bank that was behind me, and regarding him in what ſad eſtate, with all the tender agitations of Love and Pity: <q>Yes my dear <hi>Artaban, ſaid I,</hi> where ever you go you have my conſent to be always mine, and the Gods can witneſs I would be yours too, had the King and his Daughters deſires been as neerly ally'd as themſelves: live then with this aſſurance, but remember I bid you live, nay I command you to take care of your life, ſince I have ſome hope ſtill left un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrangled that tells me Heaven will not always let you be unhappy; I know it will concern your ſafety, to abſent your ſelf a while from the Court, becauſe the Kings anger was ever too dangerous to be truſted, but I hope the want of you at the helm of his affairs, will quickly make it ſelf known by ſome following diſadvantages, that will not only oblige him to call you back again, but offer that into your arms, which he has ingratefully refus'd you: in the mean time oppoſe your deſpair with this belief, he ſhall find it no eaſie Province to make me diſclaim my right in you for a new object, and ſo far a Decency will defend thoſe endeavours, I ſhall take care to preſerve you from the miſchief, of ſee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing that in another mans poſſeſſion, which was unworthily denyed you: If this be your reſolution, Madam, <hi>cryed Artaban,</hi> I am not half ſo miſerable as my ſorrows told me, but as I bind my promiſe by all that ever was obliging, to make my future beha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viour take laws from the profound reſpect my Soul has for you, and obey them by re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>regarding that happy man, without a deſign to diſquiet his Fortune, whom your own free ſuffrage ſhall raiſe to the honour of your bed, ſo I beg your licence to oppoſe the felicity of thoſe, with all the power I can make that pretend to that bleſſed Priviledge againſt your
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conſent. I allow your requeſt, <hi>replyed I,</hi> without a farther conſideration, and after this permiſſion, do make it my prayer to you, to retire your ſelf from hence, leſt (the laſt jars betwixt you and the King perpended) I contract a ſevere cenſure by ſo long a diſcourſe; nor can I think my ſelf ſecure from the bolts of his anger, if ever he arrives at the knowledge of our privacy; Adieu <hi>Artaban,</hi> and do not complain of a cold unkindneſs in this farewel; for if you deſire to oblige me, you cannot do it better, than by believing that <hi>Artaban</hi>'s memo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry ſhall ever be as dear to me, as <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s life.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe laſt words took their flight with a torrent of unruly tears, that climb'd over the walls of their priſon, while <hi>Artaban</hi> took his laſt leave of me with a very paſſionate diſcourſe; which in the broil of troubled thoughts I could underſtand but confuſedly; I left him half dead at this ſeparation, and walked a way from him for fear of a ſurprizal, but in ſo ſtrange a diſguiſe of grief, as it was long before I durſt come in ſight of my Women, and I ſought out all the ſecreteſt walks in the Garden, that I might have leiſure to quiet and compoſe my diſorders before I appeared; indeed I think at laſt my face had parted with ſome of it, but my ſoul was ſtill upon the Rack, and torn ſo cruelly, as I believe <hi>Artaban</hi> himſelf ſcarce felt more tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment: The whole remainder of that day I was utterly incapable of any entertainment or ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coſt: and I ſpake to none but <hi>Urinoe</hi> and her daughter, whom I ſuffered to be partners in my woe for <hi>Artaban</hi>'s misfortune and my own. I ſay my own, for I always ventured an equal ſhare of happineſs in his Barque, nor was it in fortunes power to ſend ſuch a ſtorm as would ſhip-wrack his joys, and let mine ſwim to ſhoar.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Ah! <hi>Urinoe, would I ſay,</hi> ſince 'twas impoſſible for you to over-ſee this event, or miſs the fore-ſight that <hi>Artaban</hi>'s pretences to me would never be authorized, why would you favor his attempt ſo imprudently, and why with ſo many preſſing ſolicitations ſtrive to enter my heart with his love, that it might be this day wounded with his loſs? That unfortunate is gone, and carries away no other ſalary for his great ſervices than his own deſpair, nay poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble he is gone into ſome other Country leſs ingrateful than this, with a fatal reſolution to throw off his miſeries with his life, and force them both to expire together; while I ſtay be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind with the ſtings of a remorſe for expoſing a man that has ſo bravely obliged me, to the cruelty of ſo many diſaſters. But as there is but a part of <hi>Eliſa</hi> ſtays behind him, ſo he cannot go away with <hi>Artaban</hi> entire and undivided; and if he leaves me a heart, which I keep as the deareſt pledge that ever was pawned by lover, ſo I have given him leave to glory in the poſſeſſion of that which my duty (how preciſe and ſevere ſo ever it ought to be) could not refuſe to his Merit, his Affection and Services.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I breathed my ſorrows with divers other diſcourſes of the ſame tenour, which I cannot re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peat and be civil with your patience, and all my actions were diſtempered with a grief ſo vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent, as there were very few eyes in the Court too dim to diſcover it.</p>
               <p>The next day after <hi>Artaban</hi>'s departure, the King came into my Chamber, and finding me in bed, which I reſolved to keep for ſome days, on purpoſe to conceal what my tell-tale looks would have betrayed too plainly: <q>The audacious <hi>Artaban, ſaid he,</hi> was yeſterday ſo raſh as to demand you of me, for the ſallary of his ſervices; can it be poſſible <hi>Eliſa</hi> that you ſhould either know, or approve his inſolence?</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words ſtab'd themſelves to my very heart, but unwilling to betray any trouble in too long a ſtudy for an anſwer: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> the ſervices of <hi>Artaban</hi> are known un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to me, but I am a perfect ſtranger to his inſolence, and he never diſcovered any thoughts to me, that might juſtly offend your Majeſty: If I thought, <hi>replyed Phraates, knitting his brows,</hi> that you favoured the ambition of that preſumptuous man I ſhould ſoon make you know the diſpleaſure you have done me. The Queen coming in at this paſſage, interrupted the ſequel, and ſecretly ſtrove to allay the Kings paſſionate heat with milde and gentle inſinuations; ſhe was a perfect lover of <hi>Artabans</hi> vertue, as ſhe deem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed her ſelf obliged, and had been touched with a tender ſenſe of his diſgrace: In fine, her gloſs upon the cauſe of his diſturbance differed much from the Kings;</q> and though her opinion pointed at ſomething too hardy in the attempt of <hi>Artaban,</hi> yet that reflection could not blemiſh the eſteem ſhe had for him, and proved ſo far from forcing his deſerts to the loſs of any ground in her memory, as if his felicity had de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pended upon her diſpoſal, ſhe would not have oppoſed it; however ſhe openly regretted the unlucky cauſe of his abſence, and though ſhe durſt not condemn that refuſal the King had made him, yet ſhe made no ſcruple to ſpeak it in his preſence, that ſhe was ſorry his paſſion had forfeited the future ſervice of ſo brave a man; and if he thought him not worthy to wear the title of his Son-in-law, ſhe wondered he would not rather endeavour to preſerve him by ſome other benefits, than pay the arrears due to his merits with injuries and out-rage.</p>
               <p>The King, who had yet little feeling of the fault he had committed, could not ſuddenly
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repent it, and repulſed all thoſe that adventured to urge the neceſſity of <hi>Artabans</hi> valour, for the defence of his Eſtate, with ſuch thundering words, and a look ſo terrible, as none of them were hardy enough to re-inforce their arguments: the obſtinacy of this humour ſtuck theſe ſentiments in his breſt for a time, and the proſperity of his affairs had ſo inchanted his reaſon, as he had already driven <hi>Artaban</hi> from the place he held in his memory, and ſhuffled him among the common throng of men, prized him no better than one that he might loſe with no inconvenience, and a perſon without whoſe aſſiſtance, he and his <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thians</hi> had eaſily performed what <hi>Artaban</hi> had done in his defence, and for the advancement of his grandeur.</p>
               <p>But it coſt him no long time to diſcover the vanity of theſe thoughts, and ſince 'tis but fit that I abridge my ſtory by ſtepping over the particular ſallies of my grief into ſeveral com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaints for my <hi>Artaban</hi>'s abſence, which neither the inſenſible charms of time, nor all the comforts <hi>Urinoe</hi> could coin, had power to aſſwage. I ſhall ſucceed to paſſages of more import<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance, and recount the ſtrange revolutions cauſed by the abſence of one ſingle perſon, that in ſhort time befel a potent Empire.</p>
               <p>Two months were ſcarce added to the age of time when the King received intelligence, that <hi>Archilaus</hi> King of <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> and <hi>Philadelph</hi> Son to the King of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> two young and valiant Princes, to whom <hi>Tigranes</hi> had fled for refuge, had raiſed a mighty Army in behalf of that uncrowned Prince, and with him entered <hi>Media,</hi> whereof the peoples averſion to the <hi>Parthian</hi> government, and the aſſurance they repoſed in their own ſtrength, had furniſhed them with reaſons to aſſure themſelves the ſucceſs of a re-ſubjection to the proper owner; <hi>Phraates</hi> a little ſtartled at this news, drew his forces together with a dexterous haſt, and ſent a flying Army of the firſt Troops that rendezvouzed into <hi>Media,</hi> reſerving the main body to be led on by himſelf when they were ready to march; but all the bloſſoms of his expectation were blaſted, for the <hi>Medes</hi> univerſally taking Arms at the appearance of their King, and the <hi>Parthian</hi> Garriſons, frighted at the vaſt number of their Enemies, daily rendered the places they defended upon very ſhameful capitulations.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artabans</hi> who commanded for <hi>Phraates</hi> in <hi>Media,</hi> having drawn together the body of an Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, with a purpoſe to ſtagger the ſucceſs of his Royal Enemies, was cut in pieces with his whole Army, and of all the moſt conſiderable Cities in <hi>Media,</hi> there was not one that in leſs than two months time had not planted the Standards of their lawful Prince upon the walls, and either cut their throats, or ſent away the Garriſons upon miſerable conditions.</p>
               <p>The forces that <hi>Phraates</hi> ſent to ſtop the courſe of this impetuous ravage, were defeated as ſoon as they appeared, and when he came himſelf into <hi>Media,</hi> he found it entirely reduced to its old obedience.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Phraates</hi> was amazed at ſo ſudden and ſo ſtrange a change, and of two Crowns he poſſeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed but a few months before, perceiving himſelf reduced by the chance of War to the moiety, became very ſenſibly afflicted with ſhame and anger, and too late regretted the loſs of <hi>Artaban,</hi> who could as bravely have preſerved what he generouſly acquired: Grief and Repentance equally contributed themſelves to his diſquiet, but rumour quickly repreſented the neceſſity of other thoughts, when he learned that the three victorious Kings, (after they had made themſelves abſolute Maſters in the heart, and ſpread their ſucceſs through all the veins of the Kingdom) were coming up to fight him with an Army, which ſwell'd to a greater bulk at every ſtep, by the hourly addition of new forces that flocked in to their Prince from all parts.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Phraates</hi> plainly perceiving his numbers too thin to accept the defiance, was fearful to fight upon ſo great an inequality, and drew back his Army towards our Frontier, his Enemies im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proving their pride and courage at this retreat, almoſt trod upon the heels of his Rear in their march, and appeared as ſoon as he, upon the ancient limits of <hi>Parthia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The ſame <hi>Tigranes</hi> that a few months before (unable to tread a foot upon his own land) had been inforced to beg the ſhelter and ſupport of his life among ſtrangers, then ſaw him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf repoſſeſſed of his hereditary Throne, and in a more potent condition than ever to make the Crown of <hi>Parthia</hi> tremble upon the head that wore it: in effect he was now in power to give a mighty check to the <hi>Parthian</hi> Monarchy, and the two Kings his Allies (Princes provoked by their proper vertue, and the bruit of <hi>Phraates</hi> cruelty to liſt themſelves on his Enemies party) were reſolved to break into his Territories, and with their friends to carry on the quarrel of Divine Juſtice, for the blood he had ſpilt at home with ſo black a Cruel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty; all the Courage <hi>Phraates</hi> had, could not exempt him from ſhaking at the threats of this approaching tempeſt, and indeed he was in very great danger, when his fears were unexpect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly releaſed from the Rack, by a friendly Demon to the <hi>Parthian</hi> Monarchy, and my particular Enemy.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tigranes</hi> wholly vanquiſhed, deveſted and driven from all, he had ſtill nouriſhed the flames
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of a paſſion that I was ſo unlucky to kindle, and finding that ti ſtill blazed higher he made his hoſtile approaches to our Kingdom, he thought himſelf in better caſe than ever to make it publick to the world, and demand me of my Father with a ſword in his hand, that fortune had already render'd very dreadful to <hi>Phraates;</hi> he made this propoſition to his two friends, and though then their ſpirits boiled with the heat of Victory, yet they were loath to reſiſt a deſign, whereof the accompliſhment proffered peace to their People, and ſatisfaction to their friend, the only cauſe that helped them on with their Armour.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tigranes</hi> confirmed by his friends conſent in this reſolution, and beſides deſiring to ſit quietly down with his Subjects, and taſt the ſweets of a calm repoſe which ſo long had been expoſed to the miſeries of a cruel war, ſent two of his prime Nobility to <hi>Phraates,</hi> with an order to demand me for their Queen, and an abſolute power to conclude the Peace and Marriage.</p>
               <p>They could not have made this propoſition to <hi>Phraates</hi> in a more propitious ſeaſon, and the terrour of their Arms had already diſpoſed him to accept conditions, much leſs advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tagious than thoſe they offered him, for beſides that he had then the power of three great Kings to grapple with, which he found himſelf too feeble to reſiſt upon equal terms, he diſtruſted his peoples allegiance, who he knew deteſted his cruelty, and learning from all parts of his <hi>Parthia,</hi> that the moſt conſiderable perſons ſhrunk away from the War, and openly cry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed out for Peace, his Jealouſie foretold a dangerous inſurrection, if he took not a ſudden care to content their longing.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Phraates</hi> treaty with ſuch thoughts as theſe, when the Embaſſadors of <hi>Tigranes</hi> arrived, not only prepared their welcome, but procured them a favourable audience, and at the firſt overture of their Maſters meſſage, got them a full conceſſion to all they demanded, as well in relation to the Peace as Marriage; never was affair of ſo grand importance huddled up with ſo ſhort a debate: before the Embaſſadors returned to their Prince, the peace was concluded, the Articles ſigned, and the unfortunate <hi>Eliſa</hi> deſtined as a victim to be ſacrificed for the publick repoſe.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tigranes</hi> diſtruſting the King of <hi>Parthia</hi>'s performance of Articles, inſiſted upon a ratifica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of the Treaty, before he drew off his Army from the Frontier, believing, that while he held <hi>Phraates</hi> in the chains of fear, he might more ſecurely tye him to the accompliſhment of his word, than when he once retreated without an Enemy at his heels to the center of his Domi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions; my Father repreſented that ſuch a precipitation in affairs of that nature, would carry a very ſhameful conſtruction, and appear to the world with all the proportions of a forced act on his part, without the leaſt guſt of a liberty, that (content rightly ſtated, and reputations conſidered) might perform a clearer ſatisfaction to both.</p>
               <p>At laſt <hi>Tigranes</hi> conſent ſtruck fail to the opinion of his two Royal Friends, that adviſed him to render <hi>Phraates</hi> the deference he deſired, coupling their Counſel with a promiſe, that if he broke his word with him, they would once more joyn their Forces to his, with a reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lution to ruine him.</p>
               <p>All things thus concluded, and ſolemnly ſworn on both ſides, the two Armies drew off from their Poſts and retreated, <hi>Tigranes</hi> and his two Couſins took the ſeveral ways that led to their own Provinces, and <hi>Phraates</hi> bent his courſe to <hi>Hecatompolis,</hi> where we then reſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded, but he was followed by the Embaſſadors of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> one of which, as cuſtome would have it, was to eſpouſe me in their Kings name at the <hi>Parthian</hi> Court, and after the Ceremony conduct me into <hi>Media.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In the mean time I trailed on my life in a very doleful condition, the memory of <hi>Artaban</hi> made a continual war upon my quiet, I loved him far dearer ſince his diſgrace and abſence than ever before, and if at that diſtance he could have travelled his eye to the naked tablet of my heart, and ſeen how ſtrong a guard of favourable and faithful thoughts I had there placed about the Image of himſelf &amp; vertue, it could not have brought him home a feeble ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, old time (that uſually ſheds poppy upon ſuch reſentments) could never ſhade the eyes of mine with the leaſt inclination to drowzineſs, and if before he had appear'd with ſome graces about him that were lovely, he then preſented himſelf armed at all parts with ſuch invincible advantages, as left nothing in <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s power to give away from him; I paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed away a part of my life in diſcourſes of him with <hi>Urinoe</hi> and <hi>Cephiſa;</hi> and they could not pleaſe me better than by ſtraining their art of ſpeaking well upon his praiſes, but we never cloſed our Converſe without a warm Epilogue of tears; and ſometimes when thoſe were wiped away, and liberty allowed it, we begun the diſcourſe again, and ended it with another ſhower: You may judge Madam, whether I lightly concerned my ſelf in the wrongs he ſuffered, ſince if for his conſideration, I made no vows againſt my own party, at leaſt I learned the news of their diſtreſs without a ſigh, nay, and in ſome kind rejoyced at the bad ſucceſs of our arms, and the unlucky confuſion to which my Father had reduced himſelf, by driving ſo brave a Pilot as <hi>Artaban,</hi> from the helm of his warlike
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affairs. <hi>Had</hi> Artaban <hi>kept his command, would I ſay, when Fame brought me the news of our over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>throws, Victory would never have left us, and the ſame</hi> Tigranes, <hi>that now proudly rides in his Tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umphant Chariot, had ſtill hung down his uncrowned head, and tamely taken the Chariot of a ſhelter from Couſin Kings.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe were my thoughts, theſe my employments, when I received the diſmal news of a publick peace, and my own private diſaſter: I underſtood the King had made me the price of his ſafety, before he vouchſafed me the leaſt notice of ſuch an engagement, and I learned he had given me away to <hi>Tygranes,</hi> at ſuch a time, when my heart had more averſion for him, than any that nature had ever made of his ſex.</p>
               <p>Madam, as I have already told you, he was a Prince handſome enough, Couragious and Va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liant, without the leaſt blemiſh of Cruelty, Avarice, or any other Vices, which blot the Lives, and ſully the repute of Princes, (at leaſt if you bate his ingratitude to <hi>Artaban,</hi> for which his Love does make ſome Apology) and yet whether I derived my Antipathy from ſome undiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered cauſe in nature, or the reaſons already alleadged, ſince the time that I firſt beheld him, when my heart was mine to diſpoſe of, before <hi>Artaban</hi> could plead any priviledge there, I never admitted the leaſt inclination to his perſon; but at ſuch a time, when his Competitor had made ſo clear a conqueſt of my will, I could not underſtand that I was promiſed to <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>granes,</hi> without falling into the extreams of a comfortleſs grief: <hi>What,</hi> cryed I, <hi>has the King given me to the greateſt of his Enemies, that would doubtleſs have denied me to the deareſt of his friends, and does he ſacrifice his only Child to his peoples repoſe, without conſidering how juſtly her own does plead for a place in his thoughts?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In ſequel, I carefully informed my ſelf of the truth, and receiving (wherever I bent my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quiry) nothing elſe but cruel confirmations of my miſery, I took a ſad farewel of all my hopes of a reverting happineſs, and abandon'd my ſelf to the cold imbraces of a deſperate melanchol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, that even tore up my very capacity of comfort by the roots.</p>
               <p>In this calamitous condition the King found me, when he arrived at <hi>Hecatompolis,</hi> and underſtanding the cauſe of it, he burſt into an anger that would not ſuffer him to ſee me for ſeveral days after; but at laſt, importun'd by neceſſity, either to bow or break me to his will, he cauſed me to be call'd into his chamber, and no ſooner ſpy'd me at the door, when without any other reception (though he had not ſeen me of divers months be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore.) <hi>What</hi> Eliſa, ſaid he, <hi>do you then oppoſe my intentions, have you ſo ſlender a portion of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect for the commands of a Father and a King, that you can give them the hearing, and refuſe your ſubmiſſion?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The fierceneſs of the Kings action, and the tone of his voice, ſent ſome fear to my heart, yet they could not ſo appeal my Courage, but it recovered ſtrength enough to throw me at his feet, and return him this anſwer.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Sir, I was ever reſolved to ſpend my whole life in a continued practice of obedience to all you ſhall pleaſe to ordain me; but you know Sir your ſelf has always taken care to nouriſh ſo ſtrong an averſion in me to <hi>Tigranes,</hi> as I hope you will not think it ſtrange, if I feel an impoſſibility to vanquiſh it. <hi>Tigranes</hi> was my Enemy, <hi>reply'd Phraates,</hi> when I com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded you to hate him, but now he is become a friend to the houſe of <hi>Parthia,</hi> 'tis my abſolute and indiſpenſible will, that you love him with all the faithful rights of affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction, that are due to the man I have choſen for your Husband. Ah! my Lord, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> will you wrack the quiet of my life, and ſink my joys at once, for State conſideration, and will you not give me ſome time at leaſt to clear my breaſt of all that denies him entrance there, before you force me to his bed? never think to obtain any thing of me, <hi>reply'd the furious King,</hi> but the extremeſt degrees of hatred and rigour, if you keep the leaſt objection to my will unvanquiſhed by your duty; go, get you out of my preſence, and come no more in my ſight, before you have bow'd your ſtubborn heart to obey me without a ſcruple of repugnance.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I was ſtruck dumb at the cruelty of his language, and returned to my chamber ſo confus'd and afflicted, as it coſt me the reſt of that day, to get my reaſon again into her place.</p>
               <p>The next morning there came a command from the King, that I ſhould make my ſelf ready to receive <hi>Tigranes</hi> Embaſſadours, who a little after, being entred my chamber, they entred me an account of their delegation in behalf of their Prince, and offered the firſt homage of that reverence, which they paid me as due to their Sovereign Queen.</p>
               <p>I would not ſuffer any paſſion to break looſe in their preſence, as without doubt I had done, if I durſt have followed the ſtream of my own reſentments, but they cull'd a very ſlender ſatisfaction from my language and looks, and if an impos'd formality put ſome of my words in a civil frame, they came from me in a poſture ſo viſibly conſtrained, as they might eaſily read
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through it the ſmall inclination I had to become their Miſtriſs; however in publick they deem'd it not fit to ſilence any further inquiſition, and the King, without ſo much as vouchſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fing any enquiry what blows I had ſtruck in the Combat with my ſelf, caus'd all things to be prepar'd for a Ceremony, to which I was to be lead as a victim to an Alter.</p>
               <p>Gods! what a world of unquiet thoughts did then tread the mazes of my ſoul! what excuſes did I not make to the unfortunate <hi>Artaban</hi> whom a rigorous conſtraint had cauſed me to abandon! how often have I ſummoned heaven to take notice of the violence was of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fered me, how oft from the juſtification, have I paſſed to a complaint againſt him, accuſing his affection of Apoſtacy, and falſly charging him with inſenſibility of my affection and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>charge of my intereſts.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cephiſa</hi> and her Mother daily endeavoured to dry my eyes, but were utterly unable to ſtop their ſource with any ſolace to my ſad heart, and the Queen my Mother, whoſe ſweet diſpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſition ever charged it ſelf with a tender care, and a dear indulgence for the peace of my ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit, knowing her power too weak to wreſtle with the Kings intentions, left nothing uneſſaid to eaſe me of my anguiſh, by perſwading a reſignation to his will, though ſhe has proteſted a hundred times a day, that ſhe would not think it too dear a rate, to ranſome my repoſe at the price of her own, and vowed ſhe could not ſee the cruel preparation of my following miſeries, without getting all my ſighs and ſufferings by heart in her own breſt. But fortune had not ſpent the ſpightfulleſt miſchiefs ſhe intended upon me, and ſhe raiſed me up a freſh diſaſter (unforeſeen by my fears) that ſtruck me deeper than all that fore-ran it: and now Madam, you are to underſtand the uttermoſt effects of ingratitude and cruelty.</p>
               <p>There was but one day left unſpent before that which was appointed for my nuptial Cere<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mony, when the King, being in one of the Palace Courts, inviron'd with a proud train, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed of the prime Nobility among the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and the King of <hi>Media</hi>'s Embaſſadors, ſaw himſelf aborded by a man, whoſe unexpected appearance was quickly grown the aſtoniſhment of all the beholders: His viſage was pale, and a little altered, yet not ſo eſtranged by that change, but he was quickly known to be <hi>Artaban</hi> by the whole aſſembly; at the view of a man ſo indeared to the beſt, and affectionately rever'd among all the <hi>Parthians,</hi> their joy ſtarted out into a thouſand acclamations, and the King recovering his face as well as the reſt, appeared with a greater ſurpizal in his looks than any of thoſe attended him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> not ſo much as ſtraying one ſingle regard from his purpoſe upon the troop that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vironed him, directed his addreſſes to the King himſelf, and his ſteps no ſooner carried him near enough to be heard, when ſetting apart all other formalities: <q>King of the <hi>Parthians, ſaid he,</hi> I am not returned to thy Court to demand <hi>Eliſa,</hi> nor to tell thee I am content to fall in the price of my ſervices into a cheaper value: I am only come hither, to make thee a new offer of this arm, which of late thou haſt miſſed to thy grand diſadvantage, and whereof the ſole abſence has poſſibly reduced thee to take very ſhameful laws from thy Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies; I hear thou art reſolved to give away thy Daughter to <hi>Tigranes,</hi> the cruelleſt of all thy oppoſers, to whom upon a fair and unforced treaty thou wouldeſt doubtleſs have refuſed her, and thou receiveſt him for thy Son-in-Law, at a time when all <hi>Aſia</hi> takes notice to thy ſhame, that nothing but fear and weakneſs makes the match; <hi>Phraates,</hi> if thou haſt not caſhiered all care and eſteem of thy repute and glory, yet break this diſhonourable Marriage, and inſtead of giving with thy Daughter the Crown of <hi>Parthia</hi> to <hi>Tigranes,</hi> ſuffer me to reſtore thee that of the <hi>Medes,</hi> which once before thou didſt receive at my hands, I dare engage all the honour I have gathered in the field, to recover it before Gods and men; and if with the ſole aſſiſtance of thy Forces I do not ſet it once more upon thy head, before the Sun ſhall compleat the Circle of a year, I am contented mine ſhall be expoſed to all the rigours thy wrath can invent, with an utter abjuration of any plea for mercy.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Thus did the undaunted <hi>Artaban</hi> diſcloſe his thoughts, and the King, who during this diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe had recovered himſelf from his firſt amazement, darting at him a diſdainful look: <q>And whence comeſt thou, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> thou that didſt ſo baſely ſhrink from me in the war? has thy fooliſh preſumption brought thee to be my Counſellor in peace? art thou now crept out of thoſe lurking places, where thou didſt ſhroud thy head from the ſhowers of danger in our Combats, to diſturb mine and my ſubjects repoſe, to re-kindle a war that has already coſt ſo much bloud, and by the example of thy own perfidious actions oblige me to break an alli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance, which my word and honour are laid in pawn to perform?</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe injurious words, <hi>Artaban</hi> loſt all patience, and as nature had planted noble ſcorn in his ſoul to pocket any wrongs for fear of death, his contempt of that bug-bear received an extraordinary increaſe from the provocation of this unhandſome language, and beſpeaking the expectation of what he had to ſay with a terrible look: <q>The glory of my former actions, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> has power enough to juſtifie and ſecure it ſelf againſt the reach of any ſtain
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from thy reproaches, and thou haſt ſeen me fight with too much prodigality of blood for thy Intereſts, to make thy ſelf believe that fear could ever force me from the Combat; no <hi>Phraates,</hi> if I forſook thee in the war, thou knowſt 'twas thy ingratitude bereſt thee of my Sword, and I cannot be accuſed of Cowardiſe, and diſloyalty by any but Monſters and Parricides.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe bold words that openly uncovered the blackeſt of his crimes, ſet his rage a running like wild-fire through all the parts of <hi>Phraates</hi> body, and turning to his guards; <hi>Seize upon him,</hi> cryed he, in a flame of fury, <hi>let him be taken dead or alive.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words had ſcarce mingled themſelves with the air, when <hi>Artaban</hi> was invironed by a thouſand of his Enemies, but though the love of life was utterly expelled his breſt, yet re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge eaſily got his conſent to hold it at a very dear rate to thoſe that firſt attaqued him, and now he preſented the ſame dreadful Sword to the throats of his oppoſers, which they had often ſeen him brandiſh againſt their foes in ſo many Combats, and from which the Sun then firſt beheld victory to be raviſhed by an unequal number: <hi>Phraates</hi> their Captain was preſently thrown dead at the feet of his Companions, and in a few moments the forwardeſt of his Men received a like paſs from his ſword to follow him: <hi>Artaban</hi> then quitting the care of his own preſervation ruſhed in among them with a head-long fury, and quickly goring himſelf all over with their blood, was in an inſtant become ſo terrible to the hardieſt of his Enemies, as <hi>Phraates</hi> himſelf, though bulwarked round with thouſands of armed men, ſcarce thought his perſon ſecure behind ſo many bucklers: Yet at laſt this prodigious valour grew incapable to guard his liberty, and while it was ſtill cutting lanes through thoſe that faced him, they aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaulted him behind with better ſucceſs, and by an inundation of his Enemies, which powred themſelves at once upon his back, he was born to the Earth, and reduced to an Eſtate of ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king no more reſiſtance.</p>
               <p>By the Kings orders he was immediately bound and led before him, and <hi>Phraates</hi> had cruel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty enough to aggravate the ſenſe of his misfortunes with menaces and reproaches unworthy of enterainment in the mouth or mind of a King: <hi>Artaban</hi> retorted all his threats with con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempt, and was ſo far from ſtooping to a power, with the leaſt Flexure of ſubmiſſion, that might have given or taken his life at pleaſure, as regarding him with an eye that ſpoke no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but diſdain and indignation: <q>
                     <hi>Phraates, ſaid he,</hi> I ſhall receive the bloody kindneſs of thy command that dooms me to die, and prefer it (the main one denied) above all the digni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties that Fortune has left at thy diſpoſal; credit me King, 'tis a neceſſitated ſacrifice for the ſafety of thy Son-in-Law, and might concern thy own, if my reſpect to the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa</hi> did not guard thee from ſuch intentions.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The King, after he had vomited ſome outragious words againſt him, that ſhewed the cruel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty of his nature, ſent him to one of the rudeſt Dungeons in the City, commanded his hands and feet ſhould be laden with Irons, and impoſed very ſtrict precautions upon his guard, that made them acquainted with the importance of the Priſoner, and the fear was due to the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery of his liberty.</p>
               <p>The laſt diſaſter of <hi>Artaban</hi> ſpread a ſtrange amazement through the <hi>Parthian</hi> Court, and thoſe that a while before had ſeen that great Man at the head of their Armies dealing de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruction with a dexterous hand (as if he played with victory) among their Enemies, gain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing battles, conquering Kingdoms, and quitting himſelf in all his deportments, as if he had been ſent with a Commiſſion from Heaven to make their Nation happy, could not ſee him thrown into a Dungeon, charged with Irons, expoſed to ſhame, and in all their judgements, pitched as an eminent mark for death to draw her bow at, without ſpending ſome ſerious reflections upon the ſickly conſtitution of humane fortunes, and deploring the fate of ſo brave a man with all that could ſignallize an unfeigned affliction: 'Tis true, they found ſomething that required a ballance in the haughty humour and indomitable ſpirit of <hi>Artaban,</hi> but when their memories glanced upon the marvellous things he had done for them and their Country, they knew not how to accuſe his confidence; ſince it took a lawful birth from the greatneſs of his heart and Courage, which had ſo bravely beaten off, and defeated danger, that threatned chains and ruine to their Country: but if the <hi>Parthi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ans</hi> intereſſed themſelves in <hi>Artabans</hi> fortune, judge Madam in what manner I was touch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed at the news of this unluckly paſſage: I am diſcouraged to enterprize the difficulty I feel to perform it, and ſhall cloſe it in as few word as will ſerve to tell you, that my grief ſeemed to have borrowed ſome darts of death to ſtrike me, and I think the ſudden arreſt of fate it ſelf, would not have dealt more cruelly? My ſorrows were grown ſo head-ſtrong as they eaſily taught their untoward children my tears to break their bounds, and I had ſo little power to pinion the aery wings of my ſighs, that they broke looſe in whole Troops to carry news of my reſentments; all that day I ſhut up my ſelf with <hi>Urinoe</hi> and her Daughter, not permitting ſo much as the ſight of any other perſon; all the parts of
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ſpeech that belonged to the Grammar of a lawful grief had a free paſſage through my mouth, and if I lamented <hi>Artaban's</hi> misfortune, I complained a thouſand times of his imprudence, and decryed his deſperate reſolutions that loaded my mind with more miſery than it was able to ſupport; the Kings bloody diſpoſition filled me full of deadly fears in his behalf, and I could not examine the danger that menaced his life, without ſuffering ſuch thoughts to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour my quiet, that were the neereſt neighbours to deſpair.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Ah <hi>Artaban, would I ſay,</hi> art thou come back on purpoſe, to bring the cruelleſt addition to my grief, that it was capable of receiving, and was it not enough for the unfortunate <hi>Eliſa</hi> to ſuffer for thy abſence, but thy return muſt throw us both headlong to our Tombs? I had ſadly loſt the hope of ever ſeeing thee again, and now thou haſt raſhly removed that affliction; but Ah! thou haſt done it with a dangerous appearance that puts me to far greater pain, than a perpectual divorce could ever have inflicted.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I tormented my ſelf in this manner, and waſted the whole night in ſuch a doleful condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, as I think my ſorrows would have ſoftned the ſtony heart of <hi>Phraates</hi> himſelf, had he rightly underſtood them; but in this full tide of affliction, maugre all my proteſtations and tears, I was forced to obey a cruel order from the King, that cauſed me to be conducted to the Temple, there to eſpouſe <hi>Tigranes,</hi> in the perſon of his Ambaſſador, and receive the Crown of <hi>Media.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I was too great a ſufferer at this Ceremony, to bring away the deſcription: In ſhort, I was there eſpouſed, there publickly Crowned (and after all the ordinary formalities that uſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally wait upon ſuch ſolemnities) led back to the Palace, in an eſtate that contracted pity from all that ſaw me, the King my Father excepted.</p>
               <p>After this action he fell to conſider what he ſhould do with <hi>Artaban:</hi> the revenge he be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved was due to the unbecoming words he had given, carried weight enough in his thoughts, to make a ſeeming juſtice his aſſaſſine, but beſides the turbulent motions of his Choler, he had many other reaſons, and thoſe of no feeble footing in his breaſt, that ſolicited <hi>Artaban's</hi> ruine; his experience of this mans invincible ſpirit, and his amorous aims at me, hatched him ſome ſanguine fears, that he would prove a perpetual ague to himſelf and his Son-in-law, remove Heaven and Earth to raviſh <hi>Eliſa</hi> from the hands of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> and alwayes keep a capacity conſiſtent with his life, to diſquiet the two Kingdoms, as well by the help of his offended courage, as the affection and authority, which his grand actions had acquired, and were likely to preſerve him among the <hi>Medes</hi> and <hi>Parthians.</hi> In fine, he thought he could not ſleep ſecurely, ſo long as ſuch an <hi>Artaban</hi> was above ground to traverſe his deſigns, and this conſideration eaſily got the victory of all that reſiſted it to conclude his murder, but when his memory made freſh oppoſition, by reviving the ſervices that man had done him, he gave credit to a new conception, that he could not bring him to a Scaffold, without deepning the tincture of his execrable crimes, to the eye of the World, and drawing upon himſelf a dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gerous encreaſe of his peoples hatred, to whom he was already very odious.</p>
               <p>The influence of theſe reaſons on both ſides held him ſome dayes irreſolute, but the laſt could not prevail for <hi>Artabans</hi> pardon: in fine, he cloſed with one invention, that he thought would render him leſs odious than any that had trod their ſucceſſive ſteps through his fancy.</p>
               <p>He was well acquainted with the cauſe and temper of <hi>Tigranes</hi> reſentments againſt <hi>Artaban,</hi> and beſides the knowledge that all the world had of it, he remembred in his propoſitions of peace, he demanded his head, or <hi>Artaban</hi> dead or alive in his firſt Article, beſides, he had underſtood that ſince his impriſonment, <hi>Artaban</hi> had openly proteſted, if he were at liberty again, he would kill <hi>Tigranes,</hi> which being told to the <hi>Median</hi> Ambaſſadors, they had brought it in as a new complaint againſt him to the King, this ſprung him a conceit, that he might ſafely rid himſelf of <hi>Artaban,</hi> and tye <hi>Tigranes</hi> to him in an immortal obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gation, ſending (with his ſpouſe) his Enemy in chains, by his death to ſatisfie for all the loſſes he had cauſed him.</p>
               <p>This thought had no ſooner made it ſelf known, but preſently grew up to a reſolution, and to the perſons were appointed to conduct me into <hi>Media,</hi> there was added a great num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber of others to guard <hi>Artaban</hi> thither, but becauſe he feared thoſe friends that <hi>Artaban's</hi> ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue had acquired among the <hi>Parthians,</hi> ſhould attempt a reſcue if we took the ordinary road, he directed our voyage through <hi>Hircania</hi> though much the farther way, and gave ſecret or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders to a certain number of veſſels, that he judged neceſſary for my conduct and <hi>Artaban's,</hi> to wait us at a Port upon the <hi>Caſpian</hi> Sea, where we were to imbark, after we had traver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed <hi>Hircania.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>See Madam how far he ſtretched his ingratitude, and what a rancorous malice inhabited his heart, to expoſe a man that had ſo gallantly obliged him to the rage of an Enemy, that had never been ſo but becauſe he ſerved him.</p>
               <p>
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The rumour of this reſolution that raiſed a general murmur among the <hi>Parthians,</hi> ſtuck me with an unparallel'd aſtoniſhment; all the bloud I borrowed from his veins, could not ſtop my cryes againſt this laſt effect of <hi>Phraates</hi> cruelty, but when I had ſpent ſome ſerious reflections upon this deſign, I ſpyed a little glimmering of comfort, and I believed there was more hope of procuring <hi>Artaban</hi>'s ſafety, by my intreaty to <hi>Tigranes,</hi> upon whoſe ſpirit I ſtill thought affection had left me ſome authority, and whoſe diſpoſition was never voiced by the common repute to be cruelly enclined, than by leaving him to my Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers mercy, whoſe marble heart never gave acceſs to pity, when choler or ambition kept the gate.</p>
               <p>But why ſhould my relation travel the farther way towards its journies end, by ſuch un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſant paſſages? this deſign of the Kings was acted as reſolved, and I was ſnatched out of the Queen my mothers arms (who as well as the wretched <hi>Eliſa,</hi> was ready to dye for grief at our ſeparation) before my fears of ſuch a ſudden divorce had time to feel themſelves in ſeaſon, and conducted with <hi>Artaban,</hi> through <hi>Hireania,</hi> which is under the King my Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers Dominion, to the <hi>Caſpian</hi> Sea, where after I had given my laſt farwel to thoſe, who, through private reſpect or publick command, had accompanied me thither; was put into a veſſel among the <hi>Medes: Artaban</hi> laden with Irons, in another full of armed men, and both theſe followed by three other Ships fraughted full of Souldiers, that were rather ſent as a guard to the Priſoner, than a train to the Princeſs: they were commanded by <hi>Oreſtes,</hi> Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to the ſame <hi>Euphrates</hi> that was killed by <hi>Artaban</hi> a few dayes before in the Court, and therefore for the greater aſſurance, preferred by the King to that charge, as his bittereſt E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemy: <hi>Oreſtes</hi> had with him a thouſand well trained men in thoſe veſſels, and <hi>Polinices,</hi> who by the Kings Commiſſion was captain of my Convoy, commanded two or three hundred <hi>Parthians</hi> that were all in our Ship, with my Women, and a part of my Family; of all his Servants, then the unfortunate <hi>Artaban</hi> had no other with him but <hi>Telamon,</hi> a young man of a great heart, a lively wit, and rare fidelity.</p>
               <p>I ſeemed as if I had rather been conducted to my Tomb than my Nuptials, and if ſome Bolts and Shacles had not made the difference betwixt us; it would have troubled any judgment, not anticipated to diſtinguiſh which, or <hi>Artaban,</hi> or <hi>I,</hi> was the Priſoner.</p>
               <p>All the time we travelled by Land, I durſt not ſo much as demand a ſight of him, and I deemed the requeſt would be eaſier obtained, when we were once on Ship-board, and had loſt the ſight of ſo many perſons that came no farther than the ſhoar, and might propably carry back dangerous news of them that permitted it; however the firſt day I thought it unfit to hazard a repulſe, till I had made my ſelf better acquainted with the faces of thoſe that had power to grant it, but the next day after ſome endeavour to ſoften and flex the ſpirits of <hi>Polinices</hi> and <hi>Tigranes</hi> Embaſſadors with gentler words, and ſmoother looks than I had formerly put on, I begged their permiſſion for a ſight of <hi>Artaban</hi> upon the deck of his Veſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſel; at firſt theſe barbarous Men made ſome ſcruple to conſent, and defended their diſobe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience, with the Kings orders, which they alledged were poſitively expreſs and rigorous a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt it: but at laſt I aſſaulted their obſtinacy with ſo many powerful and prevalent reaſons, telling them that the ſight of me could no way conduce to the ſafety of <hi>Artaban,</hi> that at beſt they would but rob themſelves of an opportunity to oblige me, ſince I knew I could owe the ſame favour to <hi>Tigranes</hi> when ever I deſired it; and at laſt threatning to let my ſelf dye with hunger, and ſo bereave them of all the honour and reward they expected for their ſervice in my conduct to the King of <hi>Media,</hi> if they refuſed my demand, as in fine, whether the fear of a future revenge for the churliſh refuſal, or the importunity of my prayer was the beſt ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vocate, they gave me my deſires: then was <hi>Artaban</hi>'s veſſel brought near to mine, and him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf placed upon the Deck, with all his Irons about his arms and feet: this object ſtruck a hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour through me of my Fathers inhumanity; and (if <hi>Cephiſa</hi> had not ſupported me) doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſs I had fallen upon the Deck, and all the ſuccour ſhe could lend my feeble ſpirits, had much ado to hold in my ſenſes to their ſeveral properties.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> took ſome ruddy ſhame into his looks, that I ſaw him in that ſlave-like poſture charged with Irons, and I read in the very rays, that his eyes darted downwards (for I ſaw they fled my face) that it was not the fear, but the kind of death that troubled him, and he could not patiently take the account of thoſe thoughts that told him, he was carried to be thrown at the feet of his mercy, who had ſo lately been diſpoiled and ſtrip'd of his Purple by his own hands, of a man that was Enemy and Rival conjoyned, and ſuch a Rival, whom not only his anger, but his amorous intereſt had compoſed him a reſolution to kill him in the very centre of his guards: theſe reflections ſwelled his great heart to a purpoſe of anti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipating his death, before he received it by the King of <hi>Media's</hi> doom; and in purſuit of that deſign, perceiving he was too ſtrictly guarded to ſurprize any opportunity of throwing himſelf
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into the Sea, he reſolved to make hunger his Executioner, and had therefore taken very little nouriſhment ſince we firſt imbarqued.</p>
               <p>After I had a little recovered my ſpirits, that at firſt were driven from their places, by the aſſault of ſo ſad a ſpectacle, faſtning my eyes upon his face, and diſcovering all to his eaſie in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terpretation in the Dialect of my looks, that the preſence of ſo many Witneſſes adviſed me to hide: <q>
                     <hi>Artaban, ſaid I,</hi> the condition you appear in is very unworthy of you, and if I received not ſome comfort from a hope to releaſe you of all the ſhame and danger, you ſhould quickly know how large a propriety I claim in your misfortunes.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban,</hi> (fierce as a <hi>Libian</hi> Lyon to all beſides, only in my preſence ever gentle and ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſive) raiſed his eyes to my viſage, and ſtrugling with himſelf to keep ſome ſighs from breaking priſon. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> my condition is very glorious, ſince it takes a pedigree from no other fountain but the love of you, I ſhall imbrace my death, and finiſh my Tra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gedy without the leaſt reluctance, if my ſufferings for you may ſpeak the Epilogue: for you alone I abandoned <hi>Tigranes</hi> Intereſts, for you, chaſed him out of your Fathers Kingdom, and deſpoiled him of his own, for you incur'd the indignation of <hi>Phraates,</hi> and in fine, for you, am now going to tender my naked throat to the ſword of the incenſed <hi>Tigranes:</hi> 'Tis I Madam, muſt be made the ſacrifice to propitiate your Hymen, and <hi>Tigranes</hi> will poſſeſs his Heaven of happineſs in you without a cloud, when he ſhall once ſee his fears waſhed away with the blood of a man, that had he lived, would ſtill have held him to a very cloſe diſpute of his title; this is my Deſtiny, and yours Madam, is to be led in tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umph into the arms of a young King, that attends your approaches with a panting expecta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, to receive a flouriſhing Crown, and paſs away your dayes with all the varieties of content and delight, that are worthy to entertain you: the eſtabliſhment of yours, and the end of my life, I believe will both arrive at one conjuncture of time, ſince your conſent has ſealed to theſe, I forbid my ſoul ſo much as a ſecret murmur; but if my preceeding ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices have made me worthy to prefer a ſupplication, I would fain conjure you to obtain of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> that he would not let me ſurvive this laſt Scene of my misfortune, there is cauſe to ſupect, if I come alive into his hands, he will prevent the death he intends me, by another matyrdom ten thouſand times more cruel, which I ſhall ſuffer every ſeveral mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, in being made a ſpectator of his felicity, but your goodneſs bids me hope you will take care to cut off this approaching diſaſter, and repreſent to <hi>Tigranes</hi> that he ought to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent himſelf with his Fortune, and my ſingle fate, without trampling upon me by an ignoble triumph at my death, that will ſully the credit, and tarniſh all the glory of his life.</q>
               </p>
               <p>While <hi>Artaban</hi> expreſſed himſelf in this manner, I was half drowned in my own tears, which the ſad contexture of his language, and the deplorable eſtate wherein I beheld him, drew away from my eies in great abundance; and though his reproaches offered me ſome cauſe of exception, I eaſily pardoned all to his grief, and aſſured my ſelf they were the off<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpring of a belief, that I had willingly diſpos'd my ſelf by the conqueſt of all my repugnance to eſpouſe <hi>Tigranes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>If I could ſafely have truſted my juſtifications in that place, as it was then peopled, I had quickly cured him of his errour, and indeed, I that had been the ſource of all his misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes, could not owe leſs to that gallant man, whom I then ſaw ready to periſh for my ſole intereſt; I durſt not give him my thoughts at their full proportion, and yet I was unwilling to keep all under hatches that my heart had for him, ſuppoſing thoſe that heard us, would partly conjecture pity to be the parent of that which indeed was the child of affection; en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couraged by theſe thoughts, and regarding him with more paſſion than ever I taught my eyes to expreſs before: <q>
                     <hi>Artaban, ſaid I,</hi> you are very cruel to aggravate my diſpleaſures by your reproaches, and by them you have given me cauſes of complaint, which would not have been eaſily pardoned at another ſeaſon: I reliſh no ſuch ſweetneſs in this tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umphant condition (as your unkindneſs ſtiles it) which the Deities know I oppoſed with all my puiſſance, and I muſt not bluſh to tell you before <hi>Tigranes</hi> Ambaſſadors, that I fled as far from the offered honour of his alliance, as the obedience due to a Father and a King would permit me; thoſe that believe they made a clear conqueſt upon my will, did not well underſtand me, nor do I think that any action of mine could ever raiſe them a ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tional conjecture to feed ſuch hopes: for all elſe that had no dependance upon me, and wanted a remedy beyond my reach, diſpute it with Heaven, upbraid my Soveraigns, and accuſe your Fortune and mine: but if you have lent any credit to a thought, that I can plant my ſelf any repoſe with <hi>Tigranes</hi> upon your ruines, or behold the death you are in danger to take upon my ſcore, with a clam brow, and a quiet heart, you are moſt unjuſt, more in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grateful your ſelf, than thoſe that have condemned you to ſuffer it: No, <hi>Artaban,</hi> take your leave of that opinion, and be aſſured that inſtead of demanding your death at the
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hand of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> if I do not obtain your life, he ſhall quickly ſee the end of mine: re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member I paſs you this bold promiſe, before theſe intereſſed perſons, and do ſolemnly pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſt in their preſence, that whenſoever he condemns you to dye, he pronounces my ſentence.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Ah Madam, <hi>cryed the afflicted Artaban,</hi> how vain and fruitleſs, nay how cruel is this un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeaſonable pity of yours! quit, I beſeech you, the hope that I can ever take my life of <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>granes,</hi> or of you your ſelf at the rate of keeping theſe eyes uncloſed to ſee my Princeſs in my Rivals poſſeſſion: by this time I might have cut down thoſe high grown hopes with his life, had I ſtill been Maſter of my liberty, and I would not baſely bargain for my own with an implyed condition, to attempt his no more upon the guilty penalty of ingratitude and cowardiſe: thus you would injoyn me Madam to dye by degrees of unſpeakable torture, inſtead of one gentle blow that will ſend me down to the ſhades, from ſufferings far more inſupportable than it ſelf; but ſince at theſe extreams of my miſery, you are contented to unmask a compaſſion, that I never merited, which forces my acknowledgement that For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune is the only cauſe of all my complaints, give me leave to ſatiate the thirſt of an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>placable foe to my felicity, who has ever been ſtrewing impediments in my way to an acqueſt, that could not be the quarry of a common vertue, prevent the malice of my Enemies that would make my ſhame their triumph, and ſpare my Princeſs the pains of diſcompoſing her bridal joys with a troubleſome pity, which I know her excellent diſpoſition cannot deny to ſuch an object: No <hi>Artaban, ſaid I, apprehendign my deſign,</hi> I can never agree to that, and if your will ſtill allows my pretences of ſome power upon it, you cannot diſpoſe of your life, nor attempt any thing againſt it without my conſent: What would you then have me to do, <hi>ſaid he, raiſing his voice higher than ordinary?</hi> I would have you generouſly endure, <hi>replyed I,</hi> theſe frantick fits of your Fortune, and conſider that with a weaker courage than yours, I have born the oppreſſion of almoſt as weighty ſufferings: former Ages have left us many Preſidents of a hopeleſs change in Affairs as deſperate as yours; and if you can but quiet thoſe raſh over-boilings of your ſpirit, and conform your ſelf to the will of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, you will certainly receive either eaſe in your miſeries, or conſtancy to ſupport them; there is this beſides to comfort you, that the perſon for whoſe ſake you abide theſe torments has as great a ſhare as your ſelf in the ſame affliction, and methinks this ſhould ſweeten the ſenſe of your calamities, to ſee how near a community they had with hers, for whoſe ſake you are ſo willing to ſuffer them, call home then <hi>Artaban,</hi> the ſtragled forces of your ſpirit, and do not put a Maid to the bluſh for your weakneſs, whereof till now ſhe never ſuſpected you guilty.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I uncloathed my thoughts in this manner, and <hi>Artaban</hi> made ſome ſemblance to moderate his raſh reſolutions, as well by the prevalence of my language as the example that I gave him of my conſtancy; when ſome upon the main Maſt cryed out, they diſcern'd ſome Veſſels making towards us with full ſails, and a while after, when a ſhorter diſtance gave them leave to take the objects at a truer proportion, they added there was cauſe of ſuſpition, they in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended to aſſault us, eſpecially becauſe they made their advances too ſwiftly towards us, to be accounted any other than Enemies.</p>
               <p>My Conductors were troubled at this intelligence, which cauſed them to break off my diſcourſe with <hi>Artaban,</hi> and when they had led them back to the ſame Cabin that was his Priſon before, they began to prepare themſelves for the encounter of thoſe dangers, that their fears foreſaw, they were ſcarce ſingled to their ſeveral tasks, but every minute ſprung new cauſes to increaſe their apprehenſions, and they that were beſt acquainted with that Sea, had no ſooner remarked the flags of thoſe approaching Ships, but they cry'd out with a mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal fear, <q>it was the Pirate <hi>Zenodorus, Zenodorus</hi> the moſt redoubted Rover that ever robbed upon the Ocean, or rather the only man that by his proſperous villanies was become terrible, ſince the great <hi>Pompey</hi> purged the Seas of thoſe diſeaſes.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Our Commanders as well as Souldiers, turned pale at the very name of <hi>Zenodorus:</hi> but when they had conſidered themſelves Maſters of five ſtrong Ships, and that the Pirates num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber exceeded not theirs above one or two, they quickly recovered ſpirit and reſolution to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fend their lives and liberties couragiouſly.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Polinices</hi> and the <hi>Median</hi> Embaſſadors preſently fitted themſelves for the fight, <hi>Oreſtes</hi> was covered with <hi>Artaban's</hi> armour, which he had begged and obtained of the King, the ſame day we began that unlucky Voyage, Arms that were ſignally rich in beauty, fame, and their Maſters glory, wherein their Uſurper appeared like another <hi>Patroclus,</hi> in thoſe that belonged to the valiant <hi>Achilles.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> was half diſtracted with rage, to ſee that Rook in his plundred plumes, and wiſh'd they might be as fatal, as the ſon of <hi>Pelius</hi> proved to his preſumptuous friends.</p>
               <p>The Commanders armed, and the Souldiers ready for Combat, we ſtaid the coming up of our Enemies, ſince the weighty bulk of our Veſſels would not ſuffer us to ſave our ſelves
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by flight; and we waited not long in that poſture before they powred themſelves upon us with a skilful fury.</p>
               <p>They were indeed a part of <hi>Zenodorus</hi> fleet, commanded in his abſence by his Nephew <hi>Ephialtes,</hi> one of the boldeſt Pirates that ever rode the Ocean, who without meaſuring dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, either by the number or force of thoſe he encountred, had made it his cuſtome to charge all that came near him; the combat was begun by the Pirates, and their ſhock ſuſtained by our men with a great deal of reſolution, my ignorance will not let me deſcribe you the fight in parts; but Madam, ſhall I give you a ſhort liſt of my reſentments, at that preſent? indeed I cannot chuſe but tell you, that the deteſtation I ſtill cheriſhed, of the very thought to eſpouſe <hi>Tigranes,</hi> and the grief I took for <hi>Artaban's</hi> misfortunes had left me ſo little care, or love of life, as I can hardly ſay that death looked ugly enough to affright me; and if I may aſſume the liberty to undiſguiſe my criminal thoughts without a reſerve, I think <hi>Artaban's</hi> danger was attended with as large a portion of my fears; as thoſe that re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>garded my proper ſafety.</p>
               <p>In the mean time an interchanged cloud of arrows rained upon both parties, the Pirates quickly found a reſiſtance, that made them wiſh the danger unattempted, and certainly the advantages they got, had coſt them a great deal more blood, if <hi>Oreſtes</hi> (as if thoſe famous Arms had refuſed to do ſervice to their Maſters Enemy) had not been tumbled dead at the feet of his men, by ſome of the firſt blows that were ſtruck in the Combat, and my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ductor <hi>Polinices,</hi> with one of the <hi>Median</hi> Embaſſadors ſuddenly acquitted (by divers mortal wounds) of the the care to obey their Maſters Commiſſion.</p>
               <p>The Death of their Commanders diſtributed a terrour among the common Souldiers, which froze up thoſe Courages that were ſo hot as the Fights beginning, and loſing all hope of victory, they diſputed it ſo poorly, as the Pirates almoſt had it in poſſeſſion when they leaſt ſuſpected it: They were upon point to board our Veſſels, wherefore the Decks were then but very faintly defended, when inſpired with a thought that deafen'd me to the threats of of danger, I boldly ſtep'd upon the Deck, and heightning my voice that I might be under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtood by thoſe in <hi>Oreſtes</hi> Veſſel: <q>My friends, <hi>cryed I,</hi> if you deſire ſafety, or wiſh victory, they are only to be had from the hands of <hi>Artaban,</hi> eaſe him of thoſe irons that will not ſuffer him to ſuccour you, give him but arms for your own defence, and hope for all from his valour, that man can do when he once fights at the head of you. Theſe words ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded to my wiſhes, for ſince <hi>Oreſtes</hi> death, <hi>Artaban</hi> had no more Enemies left in the Veſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſel;</q> the <hi>Parthians</hi> that adored his vertue, whom the ſole authority of <hi>Oreſtes</hi> inforced to keep him captive, that had ſo often taught them the art of overcoming, no ſooner ſaw themſelves at liberty to reſtore him his, but they ran down in throngs to releaſe him, and even envied his own Squire the glory of putting the firſt hand to take off his Irons: while the over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joy'd young man was doing this office to his dear Maſter, others haſtily employed them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeves in ſtripping <hi>Oreſtes</hi> carkaſs of thoſe arms he had unworthily uſurped, and <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>no</hi> ſooner ſaw his chains unlocked, when he felt his manly limbs reinveſted in the ſame armour that had faithfully ſerved him in ſo many victories, and when his war<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>like dreſs was compleated, lifting up his ſword and voice with a fierce cry: <q>My friends, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> in exchange of this freedom you have given me, I do here promiſe to requite you with victory.</q>
               </p>
               <p>As he brought forth theſe words, he flew before them at the audacious <hi>Ephialtes</hi> that had newly boarded the veſſel, and by that bold act provok'd his fate; for the furious <hi>Artaban,</hi> darting himſelf upon him, with a ſorce and ſwiftneſs like that of Lightning, prevented his deſign with a deadly thruſt, which finding a default in his Arms, pierced him quite through the body, when after he had reeled two or three paces backward, he fell dead into his own Ship.</p>
               <p>The death of <hi>Ephialtes</hi> congeal'd the courages of his men, but the following actions of <hi>Artaban</hi> quickly ſtifled all their hopes of victory, and as if there ſecretly lodg'd a fatality in his Sword to all that oppoſed him, he carried it to no part of the fight, wherein he did not cut down Enemies in heaps, and change the fortune of both parties, with a prodigious promp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude; the actions he performed with his own hands, his admirable conduct, and the ſtrong belief the <hi>Parthians</hi> had entertained, that his valour was invincible, brought forth ſuch marvellous effects, as in leſs than one quarter of an hour, the Pirates changed their deſign of aſſaulting their Enemies to defending themſelves, and proſpered ſo ill in that too, as in leſs than another, they beheld their Ships covered with their fellows carkaſſes, and the Sea painted with their blood.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as <hi>Artaban</hi> had chas'd out thoſe Pirates that invaded his Veſſel, he leap'd into mine, and there it was I ſaw him do things in my defence, that would make an Infidel of the eaſieſt credulity.</p>
               <p>
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In fine, the victory became entirely ours, the greater part of the Pirates loſt their lives, two of their Ships were taken, and the reſt ſaved themſelves by flight, or rather by the ſmall regard we took to purſue them; <hi>Artaban</hi> contrary to the <hi>Parthians</hi> inclinations, gave the Priſoners their lives, but he left all the booty to the Souldiers, and commanded divers of the Pirates into our Veſſel, to ſerve in the places of thoſe Mariners that we had loſt in the combat. Thus after he had ſet the face of order upon all things that haſte would permit him, he ran to me all covered with blood, in a poſture that had half affrighted me, if he had not taken off his Caſque as he threw himſelf at my feet, and diſcovered his face, wherein me thought the heat of combat had diſcloſed ſome new beams of maſculine beauty, that I ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver ſaw there before; at leaſt my fancy was ſo deeply inchanted with that apprehenſion, as it degarded my judgment ſo far to let the <hi>Medes</hi> and <hi>Parthians</hi> then preſent ſee me throw my arms about the neck of the kneeling <hi>Artaban,</hi> and lean my head upon his with an action ſo tenderly paſſionate as at this very confeſſion of my weakneſs, I feel the warm blood is come into my cheeks to accuſe me.</p>
               <p>Madam, I will not trouble your patience with the repetition of thoſe diſorder'd words that <hi>Artaban</hi> and I exchanged at that point of time, and indeed they were too full of con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſions to deſerve recital: and if his liberty gave him ſome ſatisfaction, I was ſo raviſhed with joy to ſee him in ſo different a condition to that he appeared in but a few hours before, as I could not expreſs my contentment better, than in ſhewing by a few disjoynted words that I could not expreſs it: In fine, after I had raiſed him from his knee, and preſented him to the <hi>Parthians;</hi> 
                  <q>Well <hi>Parthian, ſaid I,</hi> do you judge <hi>Artaban</hi> worthy to return to his chains, or enjoy his part of that liberty his valour has given you? if you have done him a courteſie in permitting him to fight for your defence, I hope he has fairly enough requited it to deſerve the continuation.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The <hi>Parthians</hi> anſwered me with loud cries; <q>
                     <hi>Artaban,</hi> ſaid they, is not only free but ſtill our General, and you Madam are our Soveraign Miſtreſs, to whom we owe, and will ever be ready to render all ſorts of obedience: Do you all promiſe me this, <hi>replyed I,</hi> and may I ſecurely repoſe a perfect confidence in this affection you have expreſſed to your Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs? Yes Madam, <hi>anſwered they,</hi> you ſhall never deſire any thing at our hands that we will not undertake at the peril of our lives to ſerve you. If that be ſo, <hi>ſaid I, turning towards the</hi> Median <hi>Ambaſſadours that eſcaped the combat,</hi> you may go home to your Maſter <hi>Tigranes,</hi> and tell him from me, that <hi>Eliſa</hi> will never be a partner of his bed.</q> The chief Ambaſſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dour reply'd ſomething in the King behalf, and aſſuming the liberty that his office and qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity allowed him, menaced the <hi>Parthians</hi> with the power of <hi>Tigranes</hi> and his Allies to revenge that indignity: but in fine, they were forced to ſuffer what they felt themſelves too feeble to prevent, and with thoſe few men that Fight had left him, he entred into a Ship I had cauſed to be conſigned him, and took the way towards <hi>Media,</hi> full of grief for the ſad ſucceſs of his negotiation.</p>
               <p>If <hi>Artaban</hi> had left any anguiſh for what was paſt, he then ſaw his ſuffrings drowned in a flood of unexpected joy; and though he had utterly given over treating with any hope, at leaſt not ſuch a one, as aimed at my rejection of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> to put him in his place, without the conſent of thoſe that nature impowered with a right to my ſubmiſſion, he took ſuch a comble of contentment, to ſee me openly renounce a Rival, whom in a few dayes he thought would be confirmed in the poſſeſſion of his <hi>Eliſa,</hi> as he felt ſome time to tye himſelf to the rules of temperance, fell again at my feet, gave them a thouſand kiſſes, made me as many diſcourſes full of tranſport, that was Rhetorical without method or connexion, and proved it by all his behaviour, that a courage able to defend it ſelf from the rudeſt blows of Fortune, had not ſtrength enough to hold in a head-ſtrong joy; but if <hi>Artaban</hi> was ſeized with theſe ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes of ſatisfaction, and if my own were little ſhort of his, to ſee my ſelf freed (by ſuch a favourable accident) from the power of a man I deteſted, and another pluck'd from the jaws of death, and reſtored to my arms, that I loved above my life, I think their pride of his contentment and mine, was abated at the ſame time with the ſame thoughts that aſſaul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted it.</p>
               <p>'Tis true, I ſaw my ſelf delivered from the hands of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> or rather from an inſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portable ſlavery, that looked with a more dreadful face than death it ſelf; but when ſome ſoberer thoughts had gained my attention, I eaſily perceived by the help of their eies, to what a perplexing Dilemma that event had reduced me. 'tis true, I loved <hi>Artaban,</hi> and if the e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lection of a husband had depended upon none but <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s will, I preferred him (as he was) before the greateſt of that Sex, but I never humoured the leaſt inclination to eſpouſe him without my Parents conſent; nor harboured any intent of expoſing my name to the Ages obloquy, by an unexamined act ſo full of levity, and ſo little a kin to the greatneſs of my birth; beſides the publick notice of his paſſion gave me ſome apprehenſion of blaſting my
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repute by remaining in his power, againſt the King my Fathers intent, but then to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demn my ſelf again to the rigid hands of <hi>Phraates</hi> was that I could not reſolve, for beſides my inducements to dread a man that never had pity for the neareſt of his blood, the gentleſt treatment I could expect from that furious Father, was firſt to be uſed with a great deal of cruelty, and then ſent ſhamefully back to <hi>Tigranes</hi> to wear out my life in a bondage that had no parallel.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> ſaw ſomething in my looks that ſecretly pain'd me, and requiring the cauſe, I diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered all with an innocent freedom, not ſo much as reſerving the leaſt part of the truth from his knowledge; he was troubled to make his defence good againſt their conſiderations, but as he was a friend to reaſon, and had alwayes a ready ſubmiſſion to my will, he quickly brought his judgement to an agreement with mine, and eaſily cleanſed his breaſt of thoſe deſires that might expoſe me to reproach. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I am reſolved that neither paſſion nor intereſt ſhall diſſwade the execution of your commands, no though they ſhould condemn me to lead you back to <hi>Phraates,</hi> or give you up into the hands of <hi>Tigranes</hi> him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, I would not diſgrace my obedience ſo much as with a murmur, but if heaven has not been deaf to your adorers wiſhes, that you think the retreat to either of thoſe Courts can neither be ſafe nor pleaſing, command me to carry you whither you pleaſe, and I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeech you do not wrong me with a thought, that I will ever take advantage of your ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs to name a requeſt (though in the humbleſt manner) that may make the ſame a ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferer: but if my opinion be not erroneous, the ſecureſt and moſt decent receptacle that can be thought of, will be to the King of <hi>Lybia,</hi> Father to the Queen your Mother: 'tis true the way thither is long, and you will be conſtrained to travel part of it by Land; but if can take a reſolution ſtrong enough to overcome the difficulty, there are many induce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments to the voyage that declare their favour to your wiſhes; beſides that affection which the nearneſs of bloud, and the fame of your: vertues has gained you in the King your Grandfather, the diſtaſtes he has juſtly conceived of <hi>Phraates</hi> cruel humour, and his mortal enmity againſt <hi>Tigranes,</hi> will doubtleſs induce him to protect you from the latter, and impower you, by degrees, to make your peace with the King your Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther: in the mean time you may live there in the quality of his Daughter, till time and nature ſhall mollifie your Fathers marble heart, and beget an occaſion to break his condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions with <hi>Tigranes.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>This advice of <hi>Artaban</hi> appeared ſo rational, as I could find no objection weighty enough to fill the other ſcale againſt my conſent, and after I had tenderly acknowledged, how much his vertuous complacency to my will, and the noble care he took of my reputation had ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged me, I readily conſented to the preſent execution of his prudent advice, proteſting that no conſideration ſhould ever leſſen the faith and fervour of my love: and if my Parents proved inexorable to all mediations, and entreaties that laboured our marriage, at leaſt their threats and promiſes, reaſons and rigours ſhould all be loſt upon <hi>Eliſa,</hi> who would never admit any other in the quality of a husband.</p>
               <p>The comfort of this promiſe, and the vows we both enterchanged, for a time quitted the greateſt part of our cares, and after <hi>Artaban</hi> had cauſed the Veſſels to be cleanſed of the bloud that defiled them, and the dead bodies to be buried in the Sea, we diſpoſed our Canvas to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cept the favourable breath of a wind, that blew towards the ſhoar of <hi>Iberia,</hi> where we were firſt to land.</p>
               <p>Madam, it is not neceſſary to tire you with the recital of a tedious voyage. In ſhort, we traverſed the <hi>Caſpian</hi> Sea, to the Port we intended, and there providing ſuch things as were requiſite for our journey by Land, we paſſed by the foot of mount <hi>Caucaſus,</hi> ſaw the <hi>Sarmatique</hi> Ports, and having croſſed <hi>Iberia</hi> and <hi>Colchis,</hi> we re-imbarqued, and paſſing through the <hi>Euxine</hi> Sea with three Veſſels that we hired, ſpread our ſails for the Coaſt of <hi>Affrick.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Alas how treacherous was the tranquility of the winds and waves? how ſhort lived the quiet of our ſpirits! it ſeems the Gods had not freed us from a foregoing miſery, with any other intent than to plunge us in a greater, or rather the deepeſt that ever imagination ſounded. Poor <hi>Artaban,</hi> thy valour only ſerved to prolong thy misfortunes, and wretched <hi>Eliſa,</hi> the Gods only brought ſome eaſe to thine, with a purpoſe to exquiſite the ſenſe of thy laſt calamities.</p>
               <p>The forth night after we imbarqued was already well advanced, when the muti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nous waves began an inſurrection, abetted by the moſt raging tempeſt that ever frighted a Pilot, all the winds declared themſelves againſt our ſafety, the waves flew up as if they had taken up the Giants quarrel to ſtorm Heaven again, and the dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger became ſo diſmal as the skilfulleſt heads and the hardieſt hearts among us began to deſpair of life.</p>
               <p>
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We had only three Ships in the company, whereof two carried our Souldiers and the third only my ſelf, <hi>Artaban,</hi> my women, and the officers of my houſe; a while they withſtood the angry Elements without ſeparation, but in fine, diſperſed by the impetuous winds, and driv<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>n to a large diſtance from each other without hope of rejoyning, our Veſſel was left a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lone to the mercy of thoſe enraged flouds, that flew upon us with a ſenſible encreaſe of fury. A thouſand Images of death preſented themſelves to our affrighted fancies; but the unfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate <hi>Artaban</hi> took all his fears upon my account, and the care he had of my ſafety, made him neglect his own in that manner, as he ſeemed to let fall and diſavow his title, to wit, his great courage was utterly unable to charm the pangs of his grief, and he deteſted his own life, becauſe his uncharitable ſorrow charged it with the guilt of deſtroying mine: In the mean time the tempeſt roared every moment louder, and at laſt raged to that extremity, that our maſt was broken, and our ſhip reduced to the miſerable obedience of being governed by the ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ranny of Sea and fortune: all my women were half dead with fear of death, and (the weakneſs of ſex conſidered) 'tis eaſie to believe I felt my ſhare in the common calamity, but the inconſolable <hi>Artaban</hi> was all this while embracing my knees, letting fall new floods of tears at my feet, and offering the Gods, with a prodigality of nobleneſs to die a thouſand times over, upon condition they would pity me and ſave my ſingle life.</p>
               <p>Thus we had ſpent two entire daies, and a great part of the third night, when the billows (as if they had been tired with ſo violent a motion) began to take a repoſe, that let in a little glimmering of hope, to <hi>Artaban</hi> and the Pilots, I ſay a little, for the ſtorm had ſo miſerably torn our Veſſel, as the forwardeſt among us could ſee but little more than a poſſibility of eſcape: the ſhip drank water on all ſides, the maſt and rudder were both broken, and the Marriners forced (all their skill now became ineffectual) to refer themſelves only to the courteſie of heaven for deliverance: the reſt of that night we were carried up and down at the uncontroled will of the winds, and ſhe had ſcarce begun to disband her ſhades, when we deſcryed a great fire upon the water: though this ſpectacle appeared very ſtrange, yet it lent us ſome rayes of comfort, and our men took courage at that ſight to employ all their ſtrength and art, to get our miſerable Veſſel nearer to a place, where they expected to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive-ſome ſuccour.</p>
               <p>The daies arrival drowned a great part of that light, in his own that out-ſhined it, but by the aid of thoſe clearer beams, we received objects at a truer dimenſion, and the firſt that ſaluted our eies, was preſently known by the Pilot for the ſtately <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The comfortable ſight of this City perfected ſome half-drawn hopes within us, when in the midſt of our toil to get near the fire, we beheld two ſhips of war make towards us, to oppoſe our paſſage, and having laid us aboard on both ſides, they commanded us to yield.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban,</hi> unuſed to be overcome by words, quickly got into his Arms, and preſented him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf upon the deck like a man reſolved to ſell his liberty: but he was followed by none but his own Squire, and of all thoſe that wore the faces of men in our Veſſel, there was ſcarce one beſide himſelf that had a heart undiſmayed at the number of our Enemies: I was terribly affrighted at the ſight of <hi>Artaban's</hi> raſhneſs, and believing (unleſs ſtopped in time) it would infallibly coſt him his life, I commanded him to render himſelf, as well becauſe it was as utterly hopeleſs, that he alone ſhould maintain the Combat againſt five or ſix hundred armed men, as likely by a perverſe reſiſtance, he would provoke the cruelty of our enemies upon us, (who if we ſet the face of ſubmiſſion upon our miſeries) might perhaps be drawn to ſome compaſſion: the fear to involve mine in his own deſtruction gave a ſudden birth to his obedience, and he had no ſooner let fall the point of his Sword, when our Ship (grappled on both ſides) was become full of Enemies in an inſtant; at the ſight of me, their Captain let fall ſome ſigns of reſpect, but the faces of him and ſome of his men were no ſooner diſcerned by thoſe Pirates we had taken to ſupply their places in our veſſel, that we loſt in the laſt Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bat (who with the reſt of our people had followed us, all our land voyage, with outward pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence of obligation and acknowledgment for the mercy and mild uſage they received at our hands, though indeed with an intent very different) but running to him with loud cries: <hi>Ah my Lord!</hi> ſaid they, <hi>ah</hi> Zenodorus! <hi>See the cruel man that has made us his ſlaves, defeated your forces, and killed your Nephew</hi> Ephiaſtes <hi>with his own hand.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words ſpread the face of <hi>Zenodorus</hi> with a trouble that preſaged a fatal effect, and regarding <hi>Artaban</hi> acroſſe, <hi>Is this the man,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that ſlaughtered my forces, and murdered</hi> Ephiaſtes? the Pirates confirmed their language with loud exclamations, and <hi>Zenodorus</hi> no longer doubting the truth; <hi>Let him die,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>let the butcher of</hi> Ephiaſtes <hi>die, or rather let the wretch be taken alive, and ſuffer ſuch puniſhments as are cryed for by his bloudy crime.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="265" facs="tcp:62615:137"/>
This barbarous doom was no ſooner given, but a hundred ſwords were drawn upon <hi>Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ban,</hi> who daring all with a brave deriſion, and ſhooting a furious look at the face of <hi>Zenodorus: Yes, Pirate, I will die,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>if be that killed</hi> Ephiaſtes <hi>muſt not live, but before I diſmiſs mine, perhaps I ſhall ſend thy black ſoul to keep thy Nephews company:</hi> at theſe words he flew at <hi>Zenodo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rus</hi> through the throng of his men, for he knew it impoſſible for himſelf to eſcape. <hi>Zenodorus</hi> avoided <hi>Artaban</hi>'s thruſt by ſtarting aſide, yet he could not throw himſelf ſo far from his reach, but he catched him in his ſtrong arms, and deſperately preſſing towards the deck, he threw himſelf and his Enemy (as his revenge had tied them together) backwards into the Sea: but the waters would not ſuffer him to perfect his intent, and ſeparating thoſe hateful embraces in the fall, <hi>Zenodorus</hi> (not incumbred with arms) eaſily kept his head above water by ſwim<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing till his men brought him ſuccour, and the unfortunate <hi>Artaban</hi> carried to the bottom by the weight of his, did there ſink down with himſelf, all my hopes, all my joys.</p>
               <p>When the Princeſs arrived at this deplorable paſſage, ſhe ſelt it impoſſible to purſue her ſtory, before ſhe had paid ſuch lamentable Obſquies to the death of her dear <hi>Artaban</hi> as touched the fair <hi>Aethiopian</hi>'s tender heart with a true grief for her miſery; and inſtead of ſtaying the courſe of <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s tears, ſhe mingled the ſtream with a ſilver ſhower of her own, let looſe by a juſt compaſſion.</p>
               <p>It was long before <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s ſighs and tears would let ſpeak, but when ſhe had once cleared the paſſage for her words; <hi>Thou didſt die,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>my faithful, my generous</hi> Artaban, <hi>and I ſtay here among the living to conſecrate the wretched reliques of a languiſhing life, to regeſter and repeat what I owe to thy dear and illuſtrious memory in thee I have loſt all that in my eye was lovely upon earth, and I think the world could not have parted with any thing greater and more truly eſtimable than thy ſelf: but</hi> Artaban <hi>I muſt adventure to ſay, that thou didſt not totally die, ſince there is ſtill a part of thee (unraviſhed by the hand of death) in the heart of</hi> Eliſa, <hi>and ſo long as that little parcel of life ſhall laſt, to which the Gods have condemned me, thy memory ſhall ever be as dear and never die but with her ſelf.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After this Rapſody of grief ſhe dried her eyes, and turning towards <hi>Candace;</hi> 
                  <q>What re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mains to tell you, Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> (beſides that my own weakneſs acquaints me with a ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſity of drawing to a period) is very inconſiderable.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I was preſent at all that paſt, had heard the Pirates words to <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> trembled at the cruel command he gave them, and turned pale at <hi>Artaban</hi>'s furious reſolution: but when I ſaw him fall into the Sea, I fell too into a deſperate ſwoond, that ſnatched all the knowledge from me of what had paſſed: the recovery of my ſpirits rowſed the remembrance of my loſs, and I regained the uſe of my tongue to no other end but to breath complaints, that would have ſoftned any thing with pity, but the rocky ſouls of Pirates: when my ſenſes re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turned, I found my ſelf laid upon a courſe bed with <hi>Urinoe</hi> and <hi>Cephiſa</hi> ſtanding on either ſide, and only them two the Pirates could not fright from my attendance, who had reſolute<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly told them, they, would ſooner chooſe to throw themſelves into the Sea, than forſake their Miſtreſs; they had put the reſt of my Servants into another veſſel, and divided them into ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral ſhares (before I knew how they were uſed) as a part of the booty.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Zenodorus</hi> eſſayed to give me comfort, but when he ſaw I was utterly incapable of receiving it, he left me to his Lieutenants care, himſelf appearing with the marks of a deep diſcontent in his face, for ſomething that had befallen him.</p>
               <p>It was the loſs of you, Madam, that touched him to the quick, and I think (with deſign to learn what had befallen you) after he had rode at Anchor in the ſame place the reſt of that day, without going nearer the ſhoar; the night following, he ſecretly landed with twenty of his men, leaving me in the Veſſel under the guard of his Lieutenant, whom he commanded to attend them there and not to ſtir from that place till he came back again.</p>
               <p>This Pirate permitted me during the remains of that night to take ſuch repoſe as my ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rows would licence, but coming the next day to my beds ſide (where I lay breathing out my ſoul in ſighs, and melting into tears, the winds and ways of grief for my loſs, reſolving a quick diſpatch of my life by ſhutting up my tears from comfort, and my mouth from nouriſhment) he began to make love to me with a brutiſh rhetorick: if my force had equalled my ſpight, I think I had torn out his eyes, however weak as I was, I made ſhift to handle him courſly enough to put him to a cold retreat, but a few hours after he renewed the aſſault, and by the hateful proſecution of his ſuit, taught me ſo true a repentance for ſurviving <hi>Artaban,</hi> as if <hi>Urinoe</hi> and <hi>Cephiſa</hi> had not violently reſcued me from my own deſperate reſolution, I had in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fallibly thrown my ſelf into the Sea; he was content for a few hours more to attend his Cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tains return, but at laſt perceiving <hi>Zenodorus</hi> came not, and ſpurred by a baſe and beſtial in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clination to rob him of the prey he had committed to his keeping, he quitted the place where he promiſed to attend him, put off to Sea, and took a contrary courſe to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> with all the haſt his Canvas wings could make.</p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="266" facs="tcp:62615:138"/>
When once he ſaw himſelf abſolute Maſter, he eaſily reſolved to abuſe his authority, and after he had loſt ſome breath in perſwading my conſent to his will, he began to make force his executioner of the black purpoſe, which certainly would have made me run bluſhing to my death, if the Gods had not ſent ſome ſhips to my ſuccour commanded by <hi>Cornelius</hi> to ſcour the Sea, upon report of Pirates that infeſted it, by theſe Romans the Sea robbers with their Captain, were all cut in pieces: and thus the unfortunate <hi>Eliſa</hi> was ſnatched from the gulph of her greateſt danger, conducted to this City and brought to theſe lodgings, where ſhe had the honour to ſee and embrace the great <hi>Candace,</hi> from whoſe dear ſociety alone ſhe has already received more comfort, then ſhe could ever have hoped while her ſoul and body are companions.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>And now, Madam, <hi>continued ſhe,</hi> I have brought my woful ſtory to a period, and acquaint<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed you with accidents rarely found in the fortunes of a Princeſs of my age and extraction, you have heard the confeſſions of my faults, and though perhaps they have juſtly incurred your cenſure, I have laid them naked before ſo perfect a candour, as I can hope for nothing leſs than your pardon, as a juſt debt to thoſe merits that made me guilty; &amp; my <hi>Artaban</hi> as he lies in his watry grave, is now more glorious than ever, ſince a Princeſs has thought him worthy of her precious tears, whoſe compaſſion is able to change the condition of the miſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able, and ſweeten the very gall of fortunes malice.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Thus did <hi>Eliſa</hi> wind up the clew of her ſtory, and <hi>Candace</hi> had ſcarce patience to ſtay the finiſhing, when ſhe tenderly preſſed her between her arms, and making ſome affectionate kiſſes ſpeak the prologue to what followed; <q>'Tis true my fair Princeſs, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> your miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes are capable of ingendring an equal grief to yours, not only in the tender and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>practiſed heart of a young Princeſs, but even ſtagger the ſureſt-footed conſtancy in the firm<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt and beſt fortified ſouls, yet (all this granted) I cannot recunt my opinion that the vali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ant <hi>Artaban</hi> may ſtill be among the living, the place where he fell into the Sea (as I gueſs by your recital) is near the ſhoar, ſince it cannot be far from that where I fired the Veſſel, and forſook the thought of a poſſibility to eſcape the danger; Madam, why might not hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven ſend him ſuccour as well as me, eſpecially ſince experience makes it no wonder to ſee perſons overcome and ſurvive greater perils, than the ſame you ſaw him aſſault ſo fiercely. Ah Madam, <hi>replyed</hi> Eliſa <hi>with a geſture, wherein ſorrow had apparelled it ſelf in ſweetneſs,</hi> how deeply am I obliged to your generous compaſſion, and how well-pleaſed with the know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge, that (to flatter my grief) you are contented to ſhape me out ſome comfort which is not the workmanſhip of your own opinion; however it be, in obedience to you, I am willing to wait for ſome extraordinary favour from Heaven, and make room in my ſoul for a few of my baniſhed hopes to come home again, which I could not entertain without a previous conſideration, how hard it is for your excellent judgment to miſtake.</q>
               </p>
               <p>They had amplified theſe civilities, if <hi>Gallus</hi> returning from the diſpatch of ſome affairs that detained him that whole day, had not come into the chamber and interrupted the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>greſs; his preſence broke off the Dialogue, and as well during the time of their repaſt, as the reſt of that evening, which he paſſed away in the Ladies company, they only entertained him with diſcourſes of indifferent things, till the night came of age to ſend them to their ſeveral Couches; the Ladies were very loath to part, though their ſeparation was to laſt no longer than the next morning.</p>
               <p>We will leave them for a few days in poſſeſſion of thoſe mutual ſweets they taſted in each others ſociety, to follow the track of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> whom we left in purſuit of the Pirat <hi>Zenodorus.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <trailer>The end of the third Part.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="4" type="part">
            <pb n="267" facs="tcp:62615:138"/>
            <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART IV.</head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>LIB. I.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Caeſario <hi>purſuing</hi> Candace<hi>'s Raviſher, meets with his Brother</hi> Alexander <hi>in the company of a fair Lady, miſtakes him for</hi> Zenodorus, <hi>and defies him to a Combat, but having loſt much blood in a former fight, he falls from his horſe. He is courteouſly taken up by</hi> Alexander <hi>and his company, carried to their Manſion; there, by the help of Chirurgions he recovers his ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits, and after ſome mutual indearments,</hi> Alexander <hi>gives him the Hiſtory of his life. He gives a relation of the infant-affections between him and the</hi> Armenian <hi>Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>in the</hi> Egyptian <hi>Court. The ruine of</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra <hi>part them.</hi> Artemiſa <hi>is ſent into</hi> Armenia, Alexander <hi>to</hi> Rome, <hi>where he is nobly educated. He accompanies</hi> Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius <hi>in his</hi> Dalmatian <hi>Expedition, where he contracts an intimate amity with a Noble</hi> Armenian, <hi>called</hi> Artamenes, <hi>who ſhews him</hi> Artemiſa<hi>'s Picture, and acquaints him with his unſucceſsful love to that Princeſs. The ſight of that Picture renews</hi> Alexander<hi>'s former flames, and engages him to viſit the</hi> Armenian <hi>Court.</hi> Artamenes <hi>dies of his wounds re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived in the battel; After which</hi> Alexander <hi>privately takes a voyage into</hi> Armenia, <hi>and there by the aſſiſtance of</hi> Narciſſus, <hi>now his Squire, he gets a ſight of the Princeſs, under the borrowed name of</hi> Alcippus, <hi>a pretended Servant to</hi> Artamenes. <hi>He gives her an account of his death, which ſhe receives with pity and grief. She entertains</hi> Alcippus <hi>into her ſervice; ſhe ſuſpects his quality; and at laſt he diſcovers himſelf to be</hi> Alexander.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HE valiant Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> ran after <hi>Candace</hi>'s Raviſher with a fury fleet as the wings of Lightning, and the ſwiftneſs of his courſe was ſuch, as he ſcarce left any print of his horſes feet upon the ſand: the loſs of blood that ran along his arms, from two or three deep wounds in purple ſtreams, to the earth, had much infeebled him, but neither his grief nor weakneſs had power to retard his purſuit, and a deeper wound than any of thoſe he received from the arms of his Enemies, ſtill forcibly detein'd ſome ſpirits, that would fain have ſawm down thoſe rivulets of his blood, with the reſt that were already gone, yet he ſadly felt them ſteal away by degrees, but if he regretted their loſs, it was rather becauſe they withdrew their forces from the ſuccour of his Princeſs, than the conſervation of his life, and in the heat of his carreer, lifting his eyes to heaven, with a bewitching plea for aid in his very action; <q>Gods, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> Gods, that in extreameſt perils, have reach'd me reſcue with a miraculous hand, do but reſpite your decrees, and either preſerve or reſtore forces to this languiſhing body, ſufficient for <hi>Candace</hi>'s relief, and then, without a farther reprieve, diſpoſe of my deſtiny as you have ordained it, but do not increaſe your ſeverity with a
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counterfeit mercy, and after (when unprepar'd with expectation) you have ſhewed her to me, and ſnatched her back again like lightning, do not blaſt the blooms of your divine good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, let me not be mocked with a ſeeming bounty, and loſe her the ſame moment you gave her back again.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Deities did not liſten when he utter'd this ardent prayer, and his angry fortune de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creed it, that by reaſon that part of the coaſt was cover'd with a great quantity of ſand, he ſoon loſt the track of <hi>Zenodorus</hi> horſes, and quitting himſelf to the inſenſible direction of Chance, and the providence of thoſe Divinities he invok'd, he ſtruck into a tall Wood that lay in the way, which preſented more likelihood of refuge to a thief in his view, than any of the adjacent places: the roads were fair and beaten, the firſt he ſaw was his indifferent choice, and he ran upon it for a great many furlongs, as if he had been loath his horſe ſhould tread upon any thing but air; he warm'd the winds as he rode with a thouſand ſighs, and the woods got the name of his beloved by heart, which (in imitation of him) they Ec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>choed round in loud repetitions; he could not keep any patience when he conſidered the fantaſtick tricks of his fortune; <q>
                     <hi>Candace, cry'd he,</hi> muſt the ſame minute be a witneſs to thy reſtauration and raviſhment? am I doomed to meet with harſher uſage in my native Country, than in either <hi>Nubia</hi> or <hi>Aethiopia?</hi> After I had vainly travel'd a vaſt tract of wa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters, where thou wert loſt, in queſt of thee muſt fortune ſhew thee to me upon earth, and ſteal thee away again like a flying ſhadow? or am I ſo wretched to abuſe my ſelf with the force of a wounded fancy, and believe <hi>Candace</hi> preſented to my eyes, becauſe ſhe was always preſent in my memory?</q>
               </p>
               <p>That thought for a few moments made ſome impreſſion upon his ſpirit, but then he called to mind ſome particulars that quickly wip'd it out, and his fancy urging the freſh Idea of what had befaln him, <q>No, no, <hi>continued he,</hi> I am not deceived, it was the true perſon of my fair Queen that appeared unto me; my ear has not yet parted with the ſound of her coaleſtial voice, ſince ſhe pronounced the name of <hi>Cleomedon</hi> ſo often, and I ſaw <hi>Eteocles</hi> with her, who I know came to me, and took up arms in my defence; 'tis <hi>Candace</hi> her ſelf I ſeek, and theſe unfortunate places where I took my birth, are the very ſame that detain her from me, and of them I muſt demand her.</q>
               </p>
               <p>His reaſon (then blinded with exceſs of paſſion) he addreſs'd himſelf to things inſenſible, and inquir'd news of <hi>Candace,</hi> even of dumb objects; but at that time diſcerning another road, that croſs'd the ſame, he had long follow'd, he ſpy'd the freſh track of divers horſes had lately paſs'd that way: this ſight reviv'd his little hope and quickly concluded his choice of that road, not ſo much as taking a liſt of his own forces, or conſidering the num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber of his Enemies; purſuing this track, he left <hi>Alexandria</hi> at a pretty diſtance on his right hand, and in a ſhort time, finding himſelf at the end of the Wood, he ſpy'd through ſome clouds of duſt, that roſe from the feet of divers horſes, a fair houſe, ſituated upon a neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bouring hill: at the view of this, <hi>Caeſario,</hi> redoubled his carreer, and when a nearer ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proach had given him the objects at a truer dimenſion, he diſcovered a Chariot drawn with ſix black horſes, and guarded by ſome Cavaliers; as he came nearer he heard the voice of a woman, and taking an eaſie belief from the anticipation of his fancy, that it could be no other than his Queen, furiouſly ſpurring towards the Chariot with a great cry, <q>Stay Traitor, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> ſtay Barbarian, thou carrieſt away but half the booty, and thou oughteſt to win what remains untaken, if thou deſireſt to purchaſe an entire prey.</q> At theſe loud menaces, and the ſight of him that pronounced them, preparing for the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bat with an action wholly terrible, the Chariot being ſtaid, there leapt a man out of it, and mounting a horſe that was led by for him, he ſpurred up to <hi>Caeſario</hi> with a counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance fierce as his, and drawing his Sword which he carried, advanced in the air as he approached his Enemy; <hi>And what art thou,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that dareſt thus diſturb our Progreſs with thy audacious menaces?</hi> The Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> lifted his eyes to the face of his Enemy, where he met with features that already began to ingender a doubt of his miſtake, when thoſe forces that his paſſion had powerfully detained above the Laws of a natural order, for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſook him, and left not ſo much ſtrength behind, as would either ſerve him to lift up his ſword againſt his Enemy, or return him one ſingle ſyllable in anſwer, his arms hung down with a looſe negligence upon his thighs, no longer able to hold an erected poſture, his head was fallen as low as the ſaddle bow, and a little after he dropped from his ſeat, and fell without ſenſe upon the ſand.</p>
               <p>When his foe, that was ready to charge him, ſaw him weakly reel upon his ſaddle, he ſtop<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ped ſhort in his carreer, and preſently after perceiving him faln to the earth, and there lie ſtretched at his Horſes feet, inſenſibly ſending away the reſt of his blood through divers large advenues, he was ſtruck with amazement at ſo ſtrange an adventure: Compaſſion preſently took the place of his ſurprizal, and though he had atcheived a defiance from that man, whom
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he believed he had never injured, he could not behold him in that diſtreſſed eſtate, and not reſign his anger to a generous reſolution of eſſaying to relieve him; beſides the beauty and Riches of his arms (where in thoſe places that were not defiled with blood, the <hi>Roman</hi> Eagles, might be ſeen to glitter among the Godl and Jewels about them) eaſily perſwaded him that their owner was no ordinary perſon; poſſeſſed with this opinion he ſuddenly leaped from his horſe, and having called ſome ſervants that attended, to aſſiſt him, he ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proached the ſwooned Prince, and commanding the reſt to ſtop the current of his blood, if poſſible, he diſarmed his head of the rich Cask that covered it, to facilitate his breathing; the majeſtick viſage of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Son ſeized the officious ſtranger with a deeper aſtoniſhment than the firſt, and ſuddenly touched with ſome ſecret motions of reſpect and affection of an unknown linage (by their incitement) he added every moment a tenderer care to the Princes aſſiſtance.</p>
               <p>He was thus diligently buſied, when a Lady of an excellent Beauty, with two others that followed her, came out of the Chariot, and deſirous to go a ſhare in that charitable acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, ſhe approached <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and imployed part of her Womens linnen to ſtop the mouths of his wounds: the Princes brave aſpect did at once beget and excuſe her wonder, and in ſpight of thoſe diſadvantages that flow'd from the loſs of his blood, and the flight of his ſpirits, even in that dying condition, he preſerved ſtill grace and beauty enough to enform his fair Spe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctatour what he might poſſeſs in the ſupplement of thoſe pale defects, and animated by this Spectacle with an unuſual ardour to ſuccour him, ſhe did not diſdain to make her own fair hand the inſtruments of her pity, thus by her example inviting and obliging the reſt to imitation of her charity.</p>
               <p>They had already taken off the Prince's Arms, and directed by the blood in his wounds, had begun to bind them up, while one of the company ran for water to recover his ſpirits; when they ſaw a man on horſeback ſpurring towards thein upon the ſame rode and was no ſooner come near enough to diſcern <hi>Caeſario</hi> in the middle of the Troop, that invironed him, but ſuddenly throwing himſelf from his Horſe, and haſtily cleaving the crowd to get to him: <hi>Ah my Prince,</hi> cry'd he, <hi>ah my Lord, in what a ſad eſtate have I found you;</hi> It was the faithful <hi>Eteocles</hi> that had ſwiftly follow'd his dear Maſter by the ſad, yet certain directions of his blood that he loſt in the way.</p>
               <p>The name of Prince pronounced by his inconſiderate grief, drew the companies attention to his words with more curioſity, and while with a greater diligence than the reſt, he laboured his Maſters recovery, the fair Lady in very civil terms demanded his name and quality: <hi>Eteo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles,</hi> who till then had ſcarce ſtraid one ſingle glance upon any other object from <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s wounds, at that ſummons did a little looſen his regards, and raiſed his eyes to the Lady's face, where reading the reſpect was due to her in the lines of a majeſtick beauty, <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> pardon me if my trouble, derived from the ſad eſtate wherein I find my Maſter has too long defer'd the payment of what your quality may challenge; I dare not ſpeak his name with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out his permiſſion (at leaſt if the Gods leave him ſtill upon earth) and while I timerouſly at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tend the event of his wounds, can only tell you, that there is not a Prince in the world more worthy than himſelf of thoſe ſuccours you have lent him.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The fair Lady was ready to reply, when <hi>Caeſario,</hi> whoſe blood had been ſtopt by the linnen they applied to his wounds, having drawn in ſome freſh air ſince they uncovered his face, began to open his eyes, and returning to himſelf by degrees, at laſt intirely recover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the uſe of his ſenſes; the firſt ſervice they did him, was amazedly to regard the troop that intour'd him, and part of that little blood left unſpilt, proved the ſervant of ſhame in his cheeks to ſee himſelf half naked before perſons of an extraordinary appearance, when <hi>Eteocles,</hi> willing to eaſe him of the pain of that ſurprizal, <q>Come, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> rouze your great Courage to your aid, if poſſible, and do not reject the courteſie of theſe noble perſons that have ſo gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rouſly aſſiſted you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Caeſario</hi> preſently knew <hi>Eteocles</hi> by the tone of his voice, and turning towards him with the lively ſigns of comfort in his looks, <hi>Ah my Father,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>and where is the Queen? Eteocles</hi> unable to make him an agreeable anſwer, was dumb to his queſtion, and the Prince, eaſily guided to find the truth by his ſilence, lifting his eyes to heaven, <hi>Oh Gods,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>and why do you not permit me to die, if my life be decreed ineffectual to my Princeſs ſuccour; Sir,</hi> ſaid Eteocles <hi>when I ſaw you purſue the Raviſher, I took no other care than to follow your foot-ſteps, which does not diſprove the likelyhood that thoſe we left in the combat, almoſt in poſſeſſion of a cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain victory, recover'd her. Alaſs</hi> reply'd the Son of Caeſar, <hi>how long will be the file of my miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes that are yet unſuffered?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The beautious Lady, and he that was Maſter to the reſt, regarded the faces, actions, and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe of <hi>Caeſario</hi> and <hi>Eteocles,</hi> with a ſerious attention, and the young Cavalier, that in ſo ſmall a number of minutes, had voted his ruine and ſafety, borrowing deſire of a new-born
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affection to comfort him, and already ſhaping his behaviour to a fit apprehenſion of the Princes quality, <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> there is much errour in my obſervation, if you have not courage and conſtancy enough to conteſt with the greateſt misfortunes, and I make it my earneſt requeſt, that you will not hinder our ambition to be inſtruments of your ſafety, by giving up thoſe weapons to this that afflicts you; I hope your wounds are not dangerous, and if you will accept of a place in the chariot with this fair Lady (who you ſee does in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſs her ſelf in the return of your health) and truſt my promiſe of a hearty entertainment in a houſe of mine a mile diſtant from hence, I muſt preſume to ſay, you will there find every thing more commodious, and more care within thoſe walls to ſerve you, than any <hi>Alexandria</hi> is likely to afford you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The civility of this language faſtned <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s eye upon him that ſpake it, and judging him the ſame that a little before his Errour had choſen for an Enemy:</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>You throw away your courteſie,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>upon a man that has deſerv'd a courſer treatment; but I ſee you can pardon the offence of my miſtake, when I rudely interrupted your voyage, and I am contented you ſhould freely diſpoſe of a life which you have entirely purchaſt by the care you took to preſerve it.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>To confirm theſe word, he no longer oppoſed their deſires, and feeling his limbs ſo fet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered to that degree of weakneſs, as he could ſcarce raiſe himſelf from the earth, at the earneſt intreaty of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> he permitted them to carry him from thence into the Chariot, where the Ladies placed themſelves about him: in the mean time the young Cavalier remounted his horſe, and rode by the Chariot ſide, as it ſoftly advanced towards a fair houſe, that ſhewed it ſelf upon a hill, while one that attended the Chariot, by his Maſters command, poſted away for Chirurgions to <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>By this time <hi>Eteocles,</hi> and <hi>Caeſario</hi> himſelf, tormented as he was, with the double anguiſh of his grief and wounds, found leiſure to contemplate theſe unknown perſons that ſuccoured him; and if the noble ſtrangers had been ſurprized at the confluence of graces they met in <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s mind, he did not find fewer marvels in their faces, nor leſs cauſe of admiration; the Lady was fair to that degree of excellence, as there were few ornaments of Natures skill upon Earth had a right to plead precedency: in her Eyes, Port, and Actions, there ſhined ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing ſo ſweet, ſo noble and attractive, as it was not ſafe, for them that loved their liberty, to look upon her; ſhe was clad in a Gown that hung looſe about her, beſet before upon the ſleeves and skirts, with high prized Gems, her Arms and Neck half naked, unleſs her Hair, neerer to black than fair, that fell down in long curles about it, with a negligence preferable to the beſt art might paſs for a Veſture; but if the Lady had few Parallels of her Sex in beauty, he that accompanyed her was one of the miracles of his own, and poſſible the World had not another, whoſe face, features and ſymetry came ſo neer perfection; he had then ſcarce lived above nineteen or twenty years at moſt, and at that Age, if but aſſiſted with the habit of the ſofter Sex, might have paſſed for one of the faireſt Ladies in the World; yet his beauty, though very delicate for a man, deciphered no effeminacy, ſweet and fierce were both due Epithetes to that rarely mingled luſtre of his eyes, wherein the braided contrarieties of Souldier and Lover ſeemed to conteſt for priority; inſtead of a cloſe Caſque, he wore nothing but a little Murrion covered with feathers, upon his head, that denyed no part of his face to the view: the colour of his Armour was compoſed of a ſhaded Argent, inriched with little Landskips of Gold, curiouſly wrought, the ſleeve and skirts of his Caſſock were tiſſu'd with Gold and Silver, his Buskins of the ſame materials, beautified in certain ſpaces, like the lower parts of his Caſſock, and the ſleeve covered with little taſſes of ſilver, like that of his Cuiraſſe; in this double dreſs of Art and Nature (far more lovely than the fair Italian Boy, when he gave away the golden Apple) he drew the eyes of <hi>Caeſario</hi> upon him, with a more ſerious regard, than in that eſtate, he could have beſtowed upon any other object; he felt his grief and anguiſh too weak to take off his eyes from the deep ſtudy of ſome old Ideas, which that young face, by the help of a natural inſtinct, awaked in his memory; <hi>Eteocles</hi> (not exempted from ſuch thoughts as theſe) being got on horſeback near the young unknown, fell greedily to examine his features, or rather to devour them at the eyes, which, obſerved by <hi>Caeſario,</hi> confirmed his opinion that he had not miſtaken that face, when his conjectures told him 'twas not a total ſtranger to his knowledge.</p>
               <p>As they were taking the glad account of theſe thoughts, which yet they had not mutually imparted, they arrived at the houſe, where the young Gallant and the Lady were attended by ſome domeſtick Servants, who, in obedience to their commands, received the Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> with a grand reſpect, and ſerved him with a great deal of care and affection; he had not been long in bed, before ſome Chirurgions they had ſent for to the City arrived, and preſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſearcht his wounds, which they found very great, but not mortal, owning no other danger
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of the Princes life, than what might be imputed to his loſs of blood; the two fair ones gave a glad welcome to theſe hopes of <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s recovery, and impoſed a care upon them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves to ſee him diligently ſerved with all circumſpection. He was no ſooner left alone with <hi>Eteocles,</hi> but he asked him a hundred queſtions in a throng, and whatever caution that loyal ſervant intended for his Maſters health, he could have no quiet till he had related all that befel the Queen ſince he firſt truſted her to his charge, till her laſt ſurptizal: it was well <hi>Eteocles</hi> had not ſeen the face of <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> nor known it was he that carried <hi>Candace</hi> away, for if the Prince had underſtood that ſhe was faln again into the ſame rude hands that had ſtormed her honour ſo violently, not all his wounds and weakneſs could have kept him from preſently ſpending the miſerable remains of his life to the laſt ſigh in her ſuccour; he firſt be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to hunt for comfort in the height of his unconquered courage, capable to make good his defiance againſt the cruelleſt attacques of Fortune, thence did his thoughts recur to the me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory of thoſe perils, which Heaven, againſt all appearing poſſibility, had ſo often helped him to overcome, and from this laſt conſideration he learned to truſt ſome hopes of <hi>Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace</hi>'s ſafety to the ſame goodneſs; beſides theſe, the anguiſh of his wounds, did a little dull the ſenſe of his inward ſufferings, and at laſt his Feaver became ſo violent, as it ſcarce left him any judgement to reaſon with his misfortunes; this inforced his obedience to the Chirurgions orders, and the good <hi>Eteocles</hi> more paſſionately deſirous of his Maſters dure than he that wanted it, that might oblige him ſilence, reſolved to anſwer him no more; while ſome of the firſt days paſt away in this manner, his beautiful entertainers diſcreetly paid him their viſits at ſuch ſeaſons when their courteſie might not diſturb him, &amp; ſo ſhon as the remiſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of his malady gave them leave to ſee and diſcourſe with him oftner they let fall no occaſion to be civil, and there were very few hours in the day, wherein either the fair Lady, or the hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſome ſtranger were not ſtill by his bed-ſide, to keep him company; without diſcerning the reaſon, they felt a ſecret impulſe of extraordinary affection one towards another, and if in the manly and majeſtick mind of <hi>Caeſars</hi> Son, the noble youth met charms that taught re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect, and ingaged affection, <hi>Caeſario</hi> made himſelf acquainted with ſome reſemblances in his, that beſides the obligation he received, had got a very kind entertaiment in his heart; they were both pain'd with an equal deſire to know each other, but, becauſe he had already try'd it upon <hi>Eteocles</hi> in vain, diſcretion bridled the young mans curioſity, and <hi>Caeſario</hi> contented himſelf to be indebted to him for his life, without naming a requeſt that might oppreſs his civility; yet at laſt he could not over-maſter ſome motions of tenderneſs that carried him beyond circumſpection, and as his ſuſpitions were ſtronger, and his conjectures grounded upon clearer appearances than any the unknown could frame to excuſe his curioſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, he was the firſt that ventured to put his deſire into words, and one day perceiving him near his bed, where he ſtill carefully rendered him ſuch offices, as are ſeldom found, in ſo young a friendſhip, after his eye had ſeriouſly peruſed his face, <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> 'tis juſt I ſhould content my ſelf with the knowledge that my life has lately been the gift of your nobleneſs without ſteping farther into freſh obligations, or haſtily exacting younger proofs of your bounty, eſpecially being newly laden with others ſo great and weighty, but beſides that, Natures law injoyns all mankind to court the acquaintance of thoſe that have ingag'd us, methinks I ſee ſomewhat in your perſon, that by a particular intereſt, has in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flamed me with another kind of curioſity than I ever yet reſented, if therefore my re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſt be not too unwellcome, pray let me know to whom I am indebted for my life, and yet I had rather ſit down unſatisfied, than ever offer you the trouble of changing any re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution to keep your ſelf concealed. The <hi>young</hi> Cavalier, that burned with an equal deſire to <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s, tenderly embrac'd that occaſion to content him, and willing to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gage the Prince, by the inſinuation of a free confidence to a requital by a like diſcovery: Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I ſhall not offend truth in affirming, that I never felt a ſtronger paſſion in my life, than to obtain the ſame favour from your ſelf you demand, for beſides that, I have taken an impreſſion from your looks, of ſomething in you that is very great and ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lime, methinks I deſcry ſome reſemblances there, that time has not totally wiped away from my memory, which do equally beget and awake within me the ſenſe of a high reſpect, and a tender love to your perſon. I ſhall gladly know when you are pleaſed to reveal it, for whoſe ſake it is I have ſo ſuddenly conceived them: in the mean time, for you I ſhall get an eaſie victory upon my repugnance in breaking the deſign to keep my ſelf concealed from other perſons: I am called <hi>Alexander,</hi> Son to the infortunate <hi>Antony,</hi> and the great Queen <hi>Cleopatera,</hi> and born in the firſt year of their marriage, at the ſame birth with my Siſter the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
                  </q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Caeſario,</hi> confirmed by theſe words, that had not gueſs'd awry, was almoſt extaſy'd with an intemperate joy, and all thoſe paſſionate workings of the ſoul that ever bubled the ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cret ſympathy of blood at ſuch encounters, did then powerfully poſſeſs themſelves of his,
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with an exceſs of tenderneſs, prompted then by the ripened beauties of his dear brother: at the ſame moment did he call to mind what they were in their bloſſoms, while they were brought up together in their age of Innocence at the Court of <hi>Alexandria;</hi> nor had a ten years ſeperation ſpread ſo great a change upon his viſage, that he could not eaſily retrive thoſe firſt marks of his Infant beauty: <hi>Alexander</hi> had a harder game to play in his diſcovery, for beſides that <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s complexion, by reaſon of his reſidence in the broyling climate of <hi>Aethi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>opia,</hi> muſt needs ſuffer a greater alteration than <hi>Alexanders</hi> could do at <hi>Rome;</hi> they were divi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded at a time when <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s fancy was far ſtronger to retain the images of things, than his brothers, that wanted four or five years of his age; beſides, his memory drew another diſad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage from the general report of <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s death, and therefore no wonder if his aims were made unſteady by a ſuppoſed impoſſibility of ever ſeeing him again.</p>
               <p>In theſe agitations of Natures raiſing in his ſpirit, the ſon of <hi>Caeſar</hi> had all the pain in the world to reſtrain himſelf, and how ſtrongly ſoever he held the bridle of his paſſion, he could not hold in theſe words; <hi>How,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>are you</hi> Alexander <hi>Son to</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra? Which again confirmed by the young Prince, he was ready to reveal himſelf, and throw up his arms to give and receive ſuch Careſſes as were mutually due on both ſides, when ſome other conſiderations ſtept in to ſtop the paſſage of that freedom, and defer his diſcovery for a few days longer.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eteocles,</hi> that had kept his affection like Religion, to the memory of his royal Miſtreſs and her illuſtrious family, and no ſooner heard the name of <hi>Alexander,</hi> but in the loyal heat of his tranſport was ready to throw his imbraces about him, yet prudence checked his paſſion with a ſtrong hand, till he ſaw which way <hi>Caeſario</hi> would bend his behaviour, but collecting from his carriage that he had no intent to make himſelf known ſo ſuddenly, he compoſed his own by that pattern, that he might not ſlack his Maſters reſolution.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Caeſario</hi> for a time kept a fixed eye upon his Brothers face, and preſſed his hand with a great deal of ardour; at laſt, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Indeed you are ſprung from a royal ſtock, that for many weighty reaſons I muſt ever honour, I cannot hear the names of</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and not bow my heart in reverence to their memories; within a few days I ſhall give you ſome particular reaſons why I mention them in this manner, and undiſguiſe you my birth, and fortunes, with the whole ſtory of my unhappy life, whereof ſome important conſiderations forbid me now to tell you any more that I am called</hi> Cleomedon.</q>
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                  <q>Alexander, <hi>unwilling to preſs him farther, for fear of diſobliging;</hi> I will wait the time your pleaſure ſhall prefix, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> for a clearer declaration, and perhaps the free and reſerved re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation I intend you of my life, may purchaſe from you a greater confidence to truſt me with yours: but, if the requeſt might not importune you, I would gladly demand if you be the ſame <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> whoſe reputation is arrived among us, and the ſame that in a few of theſe lateſt years, for the <hi>Aethiopian</hi> Crown, has done ſuch great actions, and gained ſo many fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mous Victories in <hi>Nubia.</hi> The report of thoſe inconſiderable things I did there, <hi>reply'd Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon,</hi> could never have come ſo far, if Fame in the publiſhing had not adulterated the truth with ſome of her own additions; but 'tis true I am <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> that in the Queen of <hi>Aethiopia</hi>'s ſervice did make war, and got ſome battels againſt the Rebels in <hi>Nubia:</hi> do not uſe me ſo hardly, to think that any diſtruſt of you can perſwade me to keep a drawn Cur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain betwixt us, if I were not ſtrictly forbidden by ſome ſtrong reaſons, which you your ſelf will not diſapprove, when you once underſtand them; I would open my heart unto you as my proper brother, and when I may ſafely give my ſelf leave to appear to you without a mask, I ſhall acquaint you with things that will challenge your aſtoniſhment, and I hope ſhew you cauſe to confirm me that affection, which is yet the only gift of an un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>merited nobleneſs.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Alexander,</hi> that in his Travels had every where met with the high voiced renown of <hi>Cleomedon</hi>'s actions, regarded him as a perſon extraordinary, and the fair Lady that had all this time been preſent at their parley, gave him all the reſpects which the bruit of his vertue (that had likewiſe travelled it ſelf through the Country where ſhe was born) made her believe he had right to.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Caeſario,</hi> who had cauſe to think he never ſaw any face <hi>(Candace</hi>'s only excepted) that equalled hers in beauty, kept his eyes faſtned upon her viſage, in a poſture that expreſſed his aſtoniſhment, and by degrees reviving things in his remembrance that had long layn gaſping there, he ſenſibly began to fancy ſome lineaments in that face he had ſeen before; this appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſion quickly raiſed an unquiet diſpute in his thoughts, and he had concluded her to be the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> if an imperfect retention of his Siſters air and aſpect, very different from thoſe, had not prevented that opinion; beſides he ſaw <hi>Alexander</hi>'s behaviour carried a great reſpect, and a deep obſervance to the Lady, far diſtant from that freedom and familiarity which ſuch a nearneſs of blood might allow.</p>
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                  <hi>Alexander,</hi> that had heedfully traced the ſeveral ſteps of his eye, was reſolved to unſhadow all to his curioſity, as well to make known by the entire repoſal of ſuch a ſecret, how highly he eſteemed him, as to offer a fair invitation of requital again in the ſame nature, and after he had turned towards the Lady in a poſture that ſeemed to ask her permiſſion of what he had to ſay, <q>I ſee, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> you have met ſomething in my words that you think very ſtrange, and if report has exactly told you of my birth and education, you cannot but wonder to ſee me in this Equipage in the train of this beautiful Princeſs, in a Country (that though it be my native ſoil) is now to me grown as forraign as any other in the Roman Dominion, in a private melancholy houſe, and in fine, in a condition that implies ſome extraordinary e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vents in my fortune: but if my Lady pleaſes to licence the relation, I will give you a ſingle ſurvey of every link, as it hangs upon the chain of my ſtory, and render you a preciſe ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count of the weightieſt and moſt eſtimable accidents of my life.</q>
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                  <q>If <hi>Cleomedon</hi> thinks, <hi>replyed the Princeſs,</hi> that a diſcourſe of this nature can deceive or infenſate his pains, I ſhall be very unwilling to oppoſe it; and though you cannot give it him entirely, <hi>continued ſhe, with a delicate compoſition of ſmiles and bluſhes in her cheeks,</hi> without recounting ſome paſſages, that I have cauſe to fear may purchaſe me his cenſure, I have too little repentance for what I have done, not to ſuffer the recital without diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure, provided it may ſweeten his with any allay or mitigation.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s ſick mind and feeble body might well have excuſed his refuſal of a long attention to the ſtory of a ſtrangers fortunes, but the intereſt he took in that noble Brothers, cauſed him for ſome moments to keep in awe the violent effects of his grief, when after he had ſmoothly acknowledged her obliging complacence to the Princeſs, and handſomly complemented <hi>Alexanders</hi> freedom in parting thus with his ſecrets to a ſtranger, he diſpoſed himſelf to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive him.</p>
               <p>The Princeſs modeſtly conceiving that ſome parts of the ſtory were not fit for her preſence, left the Chamber to go walk in the Garden with her two women, and <hi>Alexander</hi> making choice of a feat near <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s bed, after he had called the Chirurgions, and taken their aſſurance, that neither the noiſe of his words, nor the Princeſs attention, were in any danger to controll the approaches of his health, he began the hiſtory of his life in theſe words.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of</hi> Alexander <hi>and the Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa.</head>
                  <p>THey have much truth on their ſide, that ſay we have no ſtronger inclinations than thoſe, which firſt eſtabliſh themſelves in our ſpirits, and 'tis certain that they take much deep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er root in a heart which never received any other impreſſions, than in thoſe who having been long acquainted with paſſions, have found out the means of fortifying themſelves againſt their powerful aſſaults; you will ſee a ſufficient evidence of this in the diſcourſe I have to make you, and you will find in this conjuncture of my life, ſomewhat ſo various, and poſſibly ſo extravagant, that I ſhould hardly find examples to authorize what it hath made me do, if I ſhould have need either of authorities or excuſes after the ſucceſs of my en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terprize.</p>
                  <p>I was born in <hi>Alexandria</hi> upon the ſame day with the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> my Siſter, and I came into the World at a time, when poſſibly no Family whatſoever could boaſt of a For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, which might equall that of ours: I had ſcarcely faluted the light, but I had a great train, of Princes at my ſervice, and we could hardly go, but the Queen our Mother being pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſeſſed with the exceſſive affection ſhe bare us, or that Pride, which without doubt drew down the indignation of Heaven upon our Houſe, inſtead of making us to be educated like Princes, ſhe cauſed us to be reverenced in <hi>Alexandria</hi> like little Gods; ſhe made us take their very habits, and oftentimes preſenting my Siſter and my ſelf to the People under the form of <hi>Apollo</hi> and <hi>Diana,</hi> ſhe made us receive ſervile adorations from them. <hi>Anthony</hi> being pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>occupated with the extream love he had for her, approved all her actions, and by her ſolici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation in our very infancy, we were declared publickly Soveraigns of the greateſt Kingdoms of <hi>Aſia,</hi> and the Prince <hi>Caeſario</hi> our Brother, the Son of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> was proclai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>med King of Kings, and brought up in thoſe hopes, which afterwards the event did cruelly fruſtrate: I paſs theſe things ſlightly over, both becauſe they are known to all the World, and alſo becauſe the memory of them is unpleaſing, and in ſome ſort ſhameful to ſome who ſaw themſelves afterwards, and do ſtill ſee themſelves reduced to a far different fortune: Nevertheleſs I am obliged to make ſome ſtay upon my infancy, ſince in that age it was that I received, though imperfectly, the characters which I carry at this day, and ſhall eternally carry in my heart. You may poſſibly have heard the relation how <hi>Anthony</hi> at his return from the War which he made againſt the <hi>Parthians,</hi> wherein, though he
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gained many victories, he received very conſiderable loſſes, whereby he was obliged to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turn into <hi>Egypt,</hi> without any fruit of his expedition, made high complaints againſt the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> accuſing him for being the cauſe of the loſs of his Army, by not ſending thoſe aſſiſtances and ſupplies which be was obliged to furniſh him with, according to their league and agreement, and for favouring the <hi>Parthians</hi> in all things, out of envy to his glory; and in fine, after he had publiſhed the reaſons which he had, or believed he had, to accuſe him, he ſurpriſed him, and took him Priſoner, with part of his Family, and brought him as it were in Triumph to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where he preſented him to the Queen laden with chains of Gold, and detained him in an hard captivity. I have heard ſomething of that, ſaid <hi>Caeſario,</hi> (who knew all thoſe things more perfectly than <hi>Alexander,</hi> and yet ſeeing him paſs them ſuccinctly over, would not interrupt him) and there are few perſons who have not heard of the puiſſance of <hi>Anthony,</hi> at the time of your birth, as alſo of his expedition againſt the <hi>Parthians</hi> and the unfortunate impriſonment of <hi>Artibaſus</hi> King of <hi>Armenia.</hi> This knowledge of yours, replyed <hi>Alexander,</hi> will ſpare me many things which I muſt have declared to a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon leſs acquainted with the affairs of our Family; and I ſhall only tell you, that there were taken with <hi>Artibaſus</hi> three of his children, a Son of ten years old, and two Daughters of the age of ſeven or eight years: theſe three young perſons were three miracles in beauty, wit, and all the qualities which can be remarkable in children: the little <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> (for this was the name of the young Prince) had a mind ſo excellent and ſublime, and did al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready ſhew ſo much vivacity and greatneſs of courage in the meaneſt of his actions, that there were wonderful hopes conceived of him; and the two Princeſſes, at that age, gave all that ſaw them cauſe to judge of their beauty, that it would one day rank them amongſt the moſt ſoveraign beauties of the Univerſe: I was about their age, and yet notwithſtanding my ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der youth, I remember very well all things which came to my knowledge: I was near the Queen when <hi>Artibaſus</hi> was brought into her preſence: And I too, ſaid <hi>Caeſario</hi> within him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf: I ſaw, continued <hi>Alexander,</hi> how he threw himſelf at her feet, being followed by his three children, and how the Queen, after ſhe had received him with diſdain enough, and given him ſome reproaches for his want of friendſhip to <hi>Anthony,</hi> ſent him back to the place ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pointed for his ſecurement, and commanded him to place all his hopes in <hi>Anthony's</hi> good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, and to ſupport his fortune with patience.</p>
                  <p>This great and powerful King, but much inferior in all things to <hi>Anthony's</hi> who poſſeſſed with an abſolute authority the moity of the world'd Empire, continued priſoner at <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>andria,</hi> and endured his misfortune with a remarkable conſtancy: his confinement being of great importance, he was guarded with a great deal of care, and his Son likewiſe was very ſtraightly looked to (though he were but the youngeſt, and the eldeſt <hi>Artaxus</hi> heir to the Crown continued in <hi>Armenia, Anthony</hi> failing of getting him into his power, as he did the reſt of the Family) but the Daughters enjoyed as much liberty as they could wiſh, and they were brought up at Court, not as Priſoners, but as the Companions of the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> my ſiſter. There was little difference in their beauty, and yet ſome there were which gave the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> ſome advantage over her ſiſter <hi>Artemiſa;</hi> nevertheleſs, though I were ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with the admirable qualities of <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> my inclinations, without knowing any rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon for it, directed themſelves towards <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who was younger than <hi>Arſinoe</hi> by a year: This Princeſs, by a ſympathy which powerfully acted in the beginning of our affections, permitted at the firſt that I ſhould contract all the amity with her that we were both capable of, her beauty, which gave at that time marvellous hopes of its future excellence, already made impreſſions in the ſoul of a child of ſeven or eight years old, and the ſweetneſs of her ſpirit, and the gracefullneſs which accompanied all her actions, did ſo Captivate my heart that it was impoſſible for me to live without her; I diſdained all ſorts of entertainment, and all manner of company to enjoy hers, and I had this happineſs too that ſhe expreſſed no grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter inclinations towards her own brother and ſiſter, than ſhe did to me: If any from <hi>Anthony</hi> or <hi>Cleopatra</hi> enquired after the little <hi>Alexander,</hi> they muſt look for him in the company of the little Princeſs of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and they had ſo much ado to get him from her, that ſhe was fain often-times to follow him to the place whither he was ſent for or otherwiſe they would have hardly got him thither without tears, and grand expreſſions of his diſpleaſure. The Queen diverted her ſelf ſometimes with theſe innocent teſtimonies of our affection, and cauſing us to play together in her preſence, ſhe pleaſed her ſelf to hear our converſations: She heard me one day talking to her more ſeriouſly than my age did ſeem to permit; <q>
                        <hi>Artemiſa, ſaid I to her,</hi> I am affraid you do not love me: I love you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> as well as my Siſter: That is not enough, <hi>replyed I,</hi> for I love you much better than the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> And how would you have me love you then <hi>anſwered the young Princeſs?</hi> As you do your ſelf, <hi>ſaid I:</hi> As my ſelf? <hi>replyed Artemiſa,</hi> ah? <hi>Alexander,</hi> that will be impoſſible, for I love no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing like my ſelf, and I am very ſenſible that when I take any hurt, I could wiſh it to
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any perſon in the world rather than to my ſelf; but next to my ſelf I will love you as much as any thing elſe in the world beſides. Artemiſa, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> I proteſt to you, that when I ſee you ſuffer any harm, I reſent it ſo much, that I would willingly endure it my ſelf to eaſe you: If it be ſo, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> I confeſs, <hi>Alexander,</hi> that you love me better than I have loved you hitherto, but for the future, I will do what I can to render you the like affection: I humbly intreat you to do it, <hi>added I,</hi> otherwiſe I ſhall never be ſatisfied.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Queen my Mother was much pleaſed to hear this diſcourſe, and having told <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony</hi> of it, he was pleaſed oftentimes to make uſe of the ſame diverſion. Jealouſie too be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan already to mingle it ſelf our affection, and I remember that <hi>Anthony</hi> ſeeing me one day extraordinary ſad, and having asked me before the Queen, and before <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and her Siſter, (who at that time was in the Chamber) the cauſe of my ſadneſs: <q>I am ſad, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> becauſe that <hi>Artemiſa</hi> hath not looked kindly upon me to day: You have nothing to do with my looks, <hi>anſwered Artemiſa diſdainfully,</hi> and you are ſufficiently ſatisfied with the careſſes which my Siſter hath rendered you all this day: <hi>Artemiſa, replyed I,</hi> your Siſters kindneſſes do not pleaſe me like yours, and if you would have me, I will tell her in your preſence, that I love her not in compariſon of you: You will do me a pleaſure, <hi>briskly anſwered the young Princeſs,</hi> for ſhe hath hit me in the teeth all this day, that you you have quitted me for her with diſdain, which hath angred me very much: <hi>Arſinoe, continued I, turning my ſelf towards her Siſter,</hi> if you have any ſuch thought, you deceive your ſelf, and I deſire to acquaint you in your own preſence, that I love <hi>Artemiſa</hi> much better than your ſelf.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> who in an age ſo full of innocence, had a compoſed ſpirit, and admirable know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge, troubled not her ſelf at my diſcourſe, and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was ſo ſatisfied with it, that from that moment ſhe began to look more kindly upon me.</p>
                  <p>I am tedious in relating to you theſe petty effects of Nature; but theſe beginnings of my life have been of ſuch importance in relation to the laſt events which have happened to me, that I am forced to make you a ſlight mention of them, and to prepoſſeſs you with the opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion that I was really amorous of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> at that time, when by the priviledge of my age I was permitted to ſee her, that you may be induced to excuſe thoſe things which the memo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry of theſe beginnings cauſed me to do at an age more capable of reaſon. During this time, as without doubt you have heard, the war between <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Octavius Caeſar</hi> brake out into ſuch a flame, that all hopes of peace were extinguiſhed, and theſe two being Maſters of the greateſt part of mankind, did ſo eagerly purſue each others ruine, that nothing was ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable to divert the deſtruction of him that was moſt unfortunate: In the time of this war, the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> the ally and friend of <hi>Anthony,</hi> but an irreconcilable enemy to <hi>Artiba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus,</hi> continually importuned <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to put him to death, and offered them in requital, his forces to ſerve them in the war againſt <hi>Caeſar,</hi> but they rejected his propo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſitions, and could not reſolve to uſe ſo much cruelty to a great Prince, who by his ill for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune had faln into their power; they perſevered a long time in this reſolution, and I believe they would have continued ſo ſtill, if her misfortunes had not exaſperated, or rather changed the inclinations of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The famous battel of <hi>Actium</hi> was fought, wherein by the Queens flight, the fortune of our Family was totally ruined, and the victorious <hi>Caeſar</hi> found himſelf in a condition to purſue the remainder to the gates of <hi>Alexandria.</hi> Then it was that the King of the <hi>Medes</hi> redoubled his ſolicitations for the death of the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and ſent to offer <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in the ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence of <hi>Anthony,</hi> the whole forces of his Kingdom for the head of <hi>Artibaſus:</hi> the preſſing neceſſity of her affairs, and the deſpair to which ſhe ſaw her ſelf reduced, might make the Queen hearken to the propoſitions of the cruel <hi>Mede,</hi> but yet ſhe would not have diſpoſed her ſelf to grant him what he demanded, nor have ſtained her memory with a blot which will never be wiped off, if at that time ſhe had not been informed that the eldeſt Son of <hi>Artiba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus,</hi> who remained in <hi>Armenia,</hi> having declared himſelf King, ſerved <hi>Caeſar</hi> with all his forces, and did highly threaten to ruine <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and be cruelly revenged for the injury they had done to his Family. The reſentments of this Prince were juſt, but the ſpirit of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> being as I told you, exaſperated by her miſfortunes, ſhe did that out of deſpight, which ſhe would never have done for any other intereſt; and giving ear to the preſſing ſolicitations of the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> out of a boyling precipitation, which was too late repented of, ſhe cauſed the head of the unfortunate <hi>Artibaſus</hi> to be cut off, and ſent it to his enemy.</p>
                  <p>I paſs over theſe things ſuccinctly, as being known to the greateſt part of the world, and as belonging to the life of that great Princeſs, whereupon we have leſs occaſion to inſiſt: As very a child as I was, I remembred that this action ſtruck me with ſuch a horrour, as
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by all likelihood I was not capable of; and the young <hi>Artemiſa</hi> having received this loſs o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therwiſe than might have been expected from her age, I continued weeping with her divers days, no body being able to get me out of her company: as I wiped away her tears, I min<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gled my own abundantly with them, and though after their Father's death, neither the Prince, nor the Princeſs, came any more to the Palace, but confined themſelves to a ſorrow conformable to their condition, thoſe who had the care of my education had no quiet with me, if they did not continually have me to <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and the Queen, who did much indulge me, and could not condemn this inclination of mine, permitted them to give me this ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction as often as poſſibly they could. I ſaid to her then, with a countenance as ſad as her own, <hi>You will love me no more now,</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>and poſſibly you will bate me after the diſpleaſure you have received from the Queen my Mother.</hi> I repeated theſe words to her divers times, and ſhe anſwered me, <q>Alexander <hi>I will love you ſtill, for it was not you that killed the King my Father:</hi>
                     </q> 
                     <hi>No</hi> Artemiſa, reply'd I, <hi>it was not I, and I believed I ſhould part with my own life, to reſtore the King your Father his.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>We were about ten years of age when we had this diſcourſe, for it was almoſt about the ſame time that the final misfortunes of our family happened: you have heard without doubt that <hi>Caeſar</hi> came to beſiege us in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and that <hi>Anthony</hi> having loſt all his hopes, and believing he had loſt the Queen too, who was more dear to him than all the world, diſpatch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed himſelf with his own hands; and that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> deſiring to avoid the ſhame of the tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>umph for which <hi>Octavius</hi> intended her, ended her life by the ſting of an <hi>Aſpik,</hi> which at that rate, ſaved her from the ignominy that was prepared for her; and that <hi>Caeſar</hi> having rendred himſelf quiet poſſeſſor of all things that were in <hi>Anthony</hi>'s power, carried us to <hi>Rome,</hi> my Siſter <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> my bother and I, I mean my brother <hi>Ptolomy,</hi> younger than I by a year; for as for the Prince <hi>Caeſario,</hi> the ſon of <hi>Julius Caeſar</hi> and the Queen, a Prince incomparable hopeful (whoſe memory you have awakened in me by your ſight, and by ſome reſemblances which I find in your viſages, according to the old <hi>Idea</hi> which remains in my memory) he was killed by the cruel order of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> by the way to <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> whither the Queen our Mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther had ſent him.</p>
                  <p>Hitherto, a out of complacence only, and for fear of diſcovering himſelf, <hi>Caeſario</hi> had heard things which he knew as well as the perſon who related them, but ſeeing him about to enter upon the diſcourſe of thoſe paſſages which were not as yet come to his knowledge, he gave ear with more attention than before, and heard him purſue his narration in this manner.</p>
                  <p>Before we departed from <hi>Alexandria, Caeſar</hi> ſent back the Prince, and the two Princeſſes of <hi>Armenia</hi> into their Country with an honourable convoy, and many preſents and teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monies of his amity to the young King of <hi>Armenia</hi> their brother. I was almoſt as ſenſible of this ſeparation, as I had been of the greateſt of our misfortunes, and having obtained per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion to bid <hi>Artemiſa</hi> adieu, I thought I ſhould have melted into tears at her departure, ſhe embraced me divers times, and according to the liberty indulged to our tender years, ſhe per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted me to render her my careſſes in the ſame manner: <q>
                        <hi>Artemiſa ſaid I, with a rationallity ſomewhat above my age,</hi> you are going at your liberty, but we remain ſlaves, but I aſſure you my captivity is not that which afflicts me moſt, and amongſt all our miſeries I find nothing ſo unſupportable as our ſeparation:</q> This was, at leaſt the ſenſe of what I ſaid to her, but I know not whether I could range my words in this order at that time or not: <hi>Artemiſa</hi> ſeem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to be moved with them, and accompanying the tears I ſhed with ſome of hers; <hi>Alexander, ſaid ſhe,</hi> I would with all my heart you might go with us, and I am ſenſible that I ſhall be much afflicted when I ſhall be deprived of your ſight: <q>Ah, <hi>Artemiſa, replyed I,</hi> you will remember me no more, and when you are grown bigger than now you are, you will be ſerved by ſo many Princes, that you will entirely forget your poor <hi>Alexander</hi> you leave be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind, who loves you ſo dearly. I will never forget you, <hi>replyed Artemiſa,</hi> and if you love me ſtill, when you are grown a man come and ſee me, and you ſhall know whither I have loſt the affection I have for you: I will do it, <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> I will do it, <hi>anſwered I with precipitation,</hi> I will come one day and put you in mind of the promiſe you have made me, and if I had now liberty to wait upon you, nothing in the world ſhould ſeparate me from you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>This was our converſation, after which I was conſtrained to let her depart, and I ſtaid be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind with all the grief that at that time I was capable of.</p>
                  <p>A few daies after their departure, <hi>Octavius</hi> took us with him to <hi>Rome,</hi> we arrived there, and ſince I muſt needs confeſs our ſhame, we ſerved as an ornament to the triumph of our Vanquiſher: if we had been of ripers years, we had without doubt, according to the example of the Queen our Mother, avoided by our death the ignominy they made us ſuffer; but be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides that our youth took from us almoſt all ſenſe and knowledge of our condition, we find
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ſome excuſes for it, and accuſe fortune only for the calamities whereinto we were fallen through her cruelty. Not long after the vertuous Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> ſiſter to <hi>Auguſtus</hi> and Wife to <hi>Anthony</hi> our Father, whom he had forſaken for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and who in ſpight of the unworthy uſage ſhe had received from her Husband, had alwaies taken his part at <hi>Rome</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt her Brother, although he took up arms partly for her quarrel, dwelling ſtill in his houſe, and managing his eſtate as if they had agreed the beſt in the world, received us not as if we had been her Husbands children, but as her own; ſhe put us entirely into the poſſeſſion of <hi>Anthony's</hi> eſtate, which <hi>Caeſar</hi> had left him, and ſhe treated us in the ſame manner as ſhe did her Son <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and her Daughters, as well thoſe which ſhe had by <hi>Marcellus</hi> her for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer Husband, as thoſe two which ſhe had by our Father: we began according to her will to converſe, with her Family, as if we had been all Brothers and Siſters; but the Empreſs <hi>Livia</hi> finding ſomewhat extraordinary in the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> my ſiſter, by the permiſſion of <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtus</hi> took her to Court, and bred her in a garb little different from that of the Princeſs <hi>Julia.</hi> We were brought up with as great a care as we could have been in the greateſt luſtre of our Family; and if at <hi>Rome</hi> we were not called <hi>Kings of Kings,</hi> and had not titles full of pride and vanity, nor a numerous train of Princes as at <hi>Alexandria;</hi> yet it is certain that we were educated like <hi>Marcellus, Tiberius,</hi> and the greateſt young Princes that were bred in <hi>Rome,</hi> and through the generous care of <hi>Octavia</hi> there was nothing wanting that might form our nature to things worthy of our birth. My Brother <hi>Ptolomy</hi> and I had towardly inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, and a diſpoſition great enough to learn as well the exerciſes of the body, as thoſe ſci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ences wherein they employed our minds, and we proceeded in both with a very general ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>probation: <hi>Auguſtus</hi> having extinguiſhed in the death of <hi>Anthony</hi> all the hatred he bare him, looked upon us, and treated us as really, as if we had been the Sons of <hi>Octavia,</hi> and accor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding to his example all the perſons of the greateſt importance in <hi>Rome,</hi> or of the moſt illu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrious families took it as an advantage to be allied to ours, and conſidered us almoſt in the ſame manner as they could have done in the time of <hi>Anthony's</hi> greateſt fortune. In the mean time (that I may return to give an account of the inclination I had to <hi>Artemiſa</hi> in my very infancy) I will tell you, that the tender youth wherein we were ſeparated, being not capable of a ſtrong and ſolid ſettlement. Time, as you may well imagine, did partly wear out of an Infants mind an impreſſion which it could not long conſerve; it was a hard matter that at nine or ten years old a firm affection ſhould be formed in my Soul: but certain it is, that the continuation of time was never able to baniſh this memory out of my ſpirit, and though I grew to a more rational age, the Image of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> never returned into my thoughts, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out leaving ſome tenderneſs and paſſion behind it, without drawing ſighs from me, and with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out putting me for ſome time into the ſweet thoughts of my infancy. I carefully likewiſe preſerved a Ring and a Bracelet of her hair which I had received from her; and whatſoever coldneſs theee arrived in a paſſion which at an age like ours could not ſtrongly eſtabliſh it ſelf, I deſired alwayes to carry about me with high reſpect the precious marks of the affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of a great Princeſs: This is all that war left of it then, and it is probable, that no more could have remained of it, and that this remembrance would have been totally laid to ſleep, if it had not been awakened again afterwards, as I will relate unto you. In the Interim, if <hi>Ptolomy</hi> and I grew in ſtature, and divers qualities, wherein according to the judgement of the <hi>Romans,</hi> we had ſufficiently profited, <hi>Cleopatra</hi> our Siſter arrived to ſuch a degree of beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, that the general voice of <hi>Rome</hi> publiſhed it for the moſt rare, and the moſt accompliſhed that ever appeared within the circumference of the Empire; and all thoſe who had formerly pretended to handſomneſs, yielded her the advantage at an age when ſhe had hardly had time to ſhew her ſelf. Amongſt a great number of illuſtrious Adorers that ſhe had acquired, <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius</hi> the Son of <hi>Livid</hi> by <hi>Druſus</hi> her former Husband, and <hi>Juba</hi> ſurnamed <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> the ſon of <hi>Juba</hi> ſometimes. King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> were the moſt conſiderable: <hi>Marcellus,</hi> as I believe, at the firſt had a very ſtrong inclination for her, but his compliance to <hi>Auguſtus</hi> his will, who had deſigned his Daughter <hi>Julia</hi> for him, or, as others believe, the amity he had for <hi>Coriolanus</hi> obliged him to diſingage himſelf frrom it, and <hi>Tiberius</hi> and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſtood ſingle to diſpute their affections in publick: though <hi>Tiberius</hi> was a perſon worthy of eſteem for his birth, and many qualities he was maſter of; yet I confeſs my inclinations were en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tirely for <hi>Coriolanus;</hi> and that Prince hath ſuch great and amiable parts in him, that it is impoſſible to know him without being abſolutely his. I could tell you ſome things both of his valour and the vertues which accompany it, which poſſibly would make you prefer him be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore all the perſons in the World: but I will reſerve a more full relation till another time, and will only tell you at this preſent that the advantage which in my judgment he had over <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius,</hi> and all other perſons that I knew, made me take his part, and obliged me to favour him in all that poſſibly I could. Thoſe of either ſide ſignalized themſelves by their addreſſes in divers actions of gallantry, and we began to appear amongſt them when we approached
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our ſixteenth year, and to put our ſelves forward in all things, even beyond what our Age did ſeem to permit: the Emperor approved our forwardneſs; proceeding, as he ſaid, from courage worthy of our birth, and <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſhewed us as much favour in it as poſſibly could be. At laſt I attained to the ſeventeenth year of my age, and I began then to deſire ſome occaſions to acquire a little reputation, and ſeek out means to advance my ſelf by ſome actions of valour; I already perceived my ſelf ſtrong and valiant enough to under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>take and ſupport all things, and the glory of <hi>Coriolanus, Marcellus,</hi> and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> who had their eſſayes in arms at an age not much different from mine, and by a thouſand brave ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects had already rendred themſelves commendable to all the <hi>Romans,</hi> ſpurred me on with emulation. Fortune quickly gave me the means to ſatisfie my ſelf, and upon ſome com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>buſtion that happened then at <hi>Rome</hi> between <hi>Coriolanus</hi> and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> about the love and the pretenſions they both had for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the Emperor to regulate their differences, and to encourage them to his ſervice by their mutual jealouſie, and the hopes of gaining <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> gave them two equal employments, and ſent them to command two Armies. <hi>Tiberius</hi> was deſigned for <hi>Germany</hi> againſt the <hi>Pannonians</hi> and the <hi>Dalmatians,</hi> and the Son of <hi>Juba</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the <hi>Auſturians</hi> and <hi>Cantabrians:</hi> At firſt my reſolution was to follow <hi>Coriolanus</hi> in his expedition, but the Emperor at the entreaty of his ſiſter <hi>Octavia,</hi> who ſaw me at that time a little indiſpoſed, refuſed to give me leave, and forced me to ſtay at <hi>Rome</hi> till the departure of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> who went for <hi>Germany;</hi> I had no inclination to march with <hi>Tiberius,</hi> ſeeing I could not go with <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> but the Empreſs <hi>Livia</hi> having told me about that time, that if I would eſſay my fortune in arms with her ſon, ſhe would obtain me permiſſion; I thought I could not handſomly refuſe this occaſion of going to the wars, and I feared that the difficulty I ſhould make of it would rather have been attributed to ſome other motive, ſooner than to the inclination I had to march with <hi>Coriolanus</hi> rather than with <hi>Tiberius:</hi> I reſolved then upon that voyage, which was in ſome ſort contrary to my humour in relation to the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mander in chief, under whom I was to fight, and yet conformable to my deſire too, in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard it conducted me to the near occaſions of acquiring glory. The Empreſs procured me liberty to go, and I took my leave of the Emperor, and of <hi>Octavia,</hi> and all perſons to whom either out of reſpect or affection I owed that regard, and having put my ſelf into a very magnificent Equipage, little different from that of our General <hi>Tiberius,</hi> I departed from <hi>Rome</hi> with him and marched towards <hi>Germany: Tiberius</hi> the greateſt diſſembler in the world, though he knew upon ſeveral accounts that my affections inclined towards his Rival much more than towards himſelf, yet remembring that I was brother to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and that he might have need of me in the courſe of that ſervice he had vowed to her, received me with all kinds of careſſes, he treated me with a thouſand reſpects and civilities; and when we were come to the Army, he offered me my choice of employments and commands over his Troops, but I did not abuſe his offers, and being ſufficiently conſcious, that by reaſon of my youth, and want of experience, I was uncapable of a command, I deſired to continue without charge, and to aſſociate my ſelf with the better experienced Commanders in thoſe occaſions which were preſented. I was fortunate enough in my entrance upon arms, and if I may ſpeak it with modeſty, there were few encounters paſſed, wherein they that ſaw me fight, did not report very advantagiouſly of me; <hi>Tiberius</hi> wrote to <hi>Rome</hi> concerning me with ſuch Elogies, as I could attribute to nothing but the intereſt he had to flatter me, and he would have per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwaded all the Army that he had ſeen few perſons ſo very young as I was, give ſuch fair teſtimonies of valour: in exchange of that which he ſpake of me out of complacence, I muſt needs really confeſs of him, that through the whole war he carried himſelf as well as the moſt valiant, and moſt experienced Captains could have done; and if his dealing ſometimes with thoſe he had conquered, had not favoured of an humour inclined to cruelty, he could not have returned with a greater perfection of glory than he acquired in this expedition: He took a great number of Towns, and was Victor in two ſignal Battels, and by his valour and good conduct in leſs than ten months he finiſhed a war which in all probability might have laſted many years. <hi>Caius Druſus</hi> his younger brother by a year, who under him commanded the Cavalry, performed there a number of gallant actions both for valour and conduct, &amp; gave great hopes to them which knew him, that he would be one day one of the greateſt men of the Empire: I was preſent at all, which paſſed even to the ſmalleſt skirmiſhes, and I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived ſome hurts, but they were all ſo ſlight that they never deprived me of occaſions to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive new ones. My mind at that time enjoyed tranquility enough; and ſince the death of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> our captivity and continuance at <hi>Rome,</hi> I had paſſed over eight years which were troubled with no other cares but what might proceed from my ambition, and a rational deſire of re-aſcending by honourable waies to thoſe dignities from which we had been precipitated; but about this time my deſtiny, which for all that, I will not now complain of, raiſed me new troubles, and made me change for another courſe
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of life, wherein I have continued ever ſince, and to which I ſhall be fixed to my very laſt breath.</p>
                  <p>There was in our Army an <hi>Armenian</hi> of an illuſtrious birth, being allied divers wayes to the Royal Family, and of no common vertue, his name was <hi>Artamenes,</hi> he was at firſt pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to <hi>Tiberius</hi> to ſerve him without any command; but the knowledge we had of his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition in a ſhort time, and the teſtimonies of his valour and prudence which he gave of him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, ſoon after obliged <hi>Tiberius</hi> to treat him with great civility, and to give him the moſt impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tant employments of the Army: the ſweetneſs I found in his converſation, and the characters of vertue I obſerved in him, quickly fixed me into great friendſhip with him, and after being augmented by little and little by our frequent ſociety, became at laſt ſo great, that we were but ſeldom aſunder, and hardly concealed any thing from each other: he was ordinarily very ſad, but it might be eaſily perceived that his ſadneſs proceeded from ſome ſecret cauſe, and not from his temper, I never enquired it of him, fearing to be troubleſome to him, at laſt I learned it when I leaſt expected it. I knowing that he was an <hi>Armenian,</hi> and brought up in the King of <hi>Armenia's</hi> Court, deſired to enquire ſome news of him concerning the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> to whom I had devoted my firſt inclinations, even at my very birth. I was in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed that of all the Royal Family there were no more left in the world but the King <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taxus</hi> and the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and that the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> being ſent to <hi>Rome</hi> by their brother to the Emperor, who had demanded them, were caſt away at ſea, to the great regret of all the <hi>Armenian</hi> Court. After I had heard this news which was unpleaſing to me, I enquired more particularly concerning <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and the better to oblige <hi>Artamenes</hi> to inform me, I related to him the beginnings of my fancy, the acquaintance I had with the young Princeſs, and beſides what I have told you, divers other things more at large that I have not mentioned to you; whilſt I made him this diſcourſe, I perceived that he bluſhed and grew pale again, and ſighed every moment, and that in all his actions he expreſſed an extraordinary trouble: the fear which I had at firſt of his health ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged me to enquire of him the ſubject of that alteration which appeared in his countenance, and <hi>Artamenes</hi> ſeeing himſelf no longer in a condition to diſſemble with me, <q>Ah <hi>Alexander, ſaid he,</hi> you have touched me to the quick with your diſcourſe; and how happy are you that you did not know <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> but at a time when ſhe was not old enough to do you much harm, nor your ſelf of ſufficient years to be ſenſible of any? Alas! <hi>continued he ſighing,</hi> I have made but too ſad proof of thoſe powers from which your youth exempted you, and by them it is that I ſee my ſelf now reduced to the moſt ſad condition that ever was; I loved her but too much for mine own repoſe, and to puniſh me for having too audaciouſly ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vanced mine eies towards her, ſhe hath condemned me to eternal baniſhment; it is for the expiation of this raſhneſs that I have forſaken my native country, and yet my flight cannot preſerve me from an ill to which all the reſt of my daies are deſtined: <hi>Alexander</hi> you ſee my preſent condition, and that you may not judge that I am brought to this paſs by ordinary powers, take notice by the portraiture of that Princeſs which by Artifice is faln into my hands, whether <hi>Artemiſa</hi> may be ranked among the meaner beauties: Compare, <hi>ſaid he, as he was drawing out the box wherein the picture was incloſed,</hi> compare the imperfect draughts of a young child with the completeſt points of perfection; ſee if you can ſtill find there the marks of that which ſeemed ſo beautiful in your eies, and judge if you have not ſome obligation to your fortune, that it did not make you ſenſible of her forces, but when they were not great enough to wound incurably.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artamenes</hi> had not quite finiſhed this diſcourſe, whereby in diſcovering to me his wounds, he made mine bleed afreſh, but I had already opened the box, and greedily caſt mine eyes upon the pourtraiture of <hi>Artemiſa.</hi> True it is that the Idea of the former beauties of that Princeſs which remained in my memory, made me expect ſome what very handſome, yet that which then preſented it ſelf to my eies appeared to me very different from what I had ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gined, and the beauty of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> had received ſuch a wonderful growth with her age, that I could not behold ſo much as her picture without being dazled at it: I eaſily diſcovered the ſame lineaments that I had formerly ſeen, and the ſame ſweetneſs in her eyes that ſhe had in her infancy, but all was admirably heightned by a luſtre which eight years time had added to it, and to the former ſweetneſs there was joyned a Majeſty capable of imprinting reſpect and love in moſt inſenſible ſouls: I could not untye my ſight from this dear image, which un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perceivably recalled all my old affections, and if I had not feared to diſpleaſe <hi>Artamenes</hi> by keeping his picture ſo long, I ſhould have paſſed the whole day in this agreeable conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſation; at laſt he took it again out of my hands, which did not quit it without ſome violence, and looking upon me with an action which ſeemed only to require my judgment, of what I had ſeen, <q>Well <hi>Alexander, ſaid he,</hi> do you find the Princeſs of <hi>Armenia,</hi> ſuch as you left her at your ſeparation? Ah <hi>Artamenes, anſwered I, with a ſigh,</hi> how fair is <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and
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what a marvellous encreaſe hath that Beauty received, which ſhe had at the time of our firſt acquaintance? Take heed, <hi>replyed Artamenes with a ſmile,</hi> that you do not find her too fair for your own repoſe; and if you will take my counſel, do not imbark your ſelf upon that dangerous Sea where I have ſuffered ſhipwrack: Lions and Panthers have nothing in them ſo cruel as the diſpoſition of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and pity which is natural to perſons of her Sex, hath no acceſs to her. She hath reaſon to be cruel, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> if extraordinary advantages may create haughtineſs in any, there is no perſon in the World in whom it may be more juſtly placed than in the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>We had ſpoken more to this purpoſe, but that our diſcourſe was interrupted by ſome of our friends; I was not at all diſpleaſed at it, for I thought it long before I was alone to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertain my ſelf with the fair Image which did re-aſſume its former place in my heart: I paſſed the reſt of that day and all the night following in a deep muſing, which would not let me ſleep, and never poſſibly was any ſpirit more troubled than mine was at this rancounter. <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa</hi> preſented her ſelf to me then in a condition which could hardly find any reſiſtance in a mind which had been prepoſſeſſed with affection for her, at a time when her powers were much different from what they were then; and the natural diſpoſition I had to love, made my ſoul incline to that relapſe with ſuch forces, as it would have been in vain for me to op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe. Whatſoever advantages there were in the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> the ſight of the picture was not capable to give birth to my paſſion, if I had known them only by that, and the im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions of love which I had received in my fancy were not ſtrong enough to kindle that fire in my Soul, if they had not been otherwiſe aſſiſted; but my former inclinations being joyned to the view of the picture to my former inclinations, and my deſtiny as I believe, having operated above all theſe natural cauſes, that paſſion whereof I had made eſſayes in my infancy, inſenſibly poſſeſſed it ſelf of my ſoul. All the moſt ſweet and agreeable paſſages which had happened in the beginnings of my love, returned then into my memory; and all the proofs I had received of the innocent amity of that Princeſs, preſenting themſelves to my memory, I began to condemn my ſelf either of lightneſs or negligence in ſlighting a fortune which well deſerved that I ſhould entirely engage my ſelf therein: <q>Why did I not continue, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> what I had ſo happily begun? and why, having loved according to my power when I was not capable, why do I ceaſe to love now when I am ſo? Ah without doubt the Gods by their juſt decree reduce me to my duty which I had ungratefully forgotten, and they have permitted me to have knowledge of the preſent beauties of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> only to make me ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge my fault, and to bring me back into the way which without any reaſon I had forſaken: they remember better than I, that I have promiſed that Princeſs a thouſand times to love her eternally, and I remember very well my ſelf, that I promiſed her at our ſeparation to come and ſee her one day in <hi>Armenia,</hi> and that ſhe required this promiſe of me as a proof of my affection; Why ſhall I not acquit my ſelf of a word which I gave voluntarily? and what reaſon can diſpence with me for the many and deep proteſtations of eternal fidelity which I made to that Princeſs as young as I was? Ah <hi>Alexander,</hi> rouze thy ſelf out of this ſleep which hath poſſeſſed thee ſo many years, purſue thy former inclinations; thy duty, and thy deſtiny it ſelf, as thou may'ſt judge by ſo uncommon an adventure, calls thee to the ſervice of <hi>Artemiſa;</hi> ſhe will not poſſibly be ſo cruel to thee as <hi>Artamenes</hi> repreſents her: if by what is paſt thou may'ſt judge of her inclination, ſhe is not ſo inacceſſible to pity as ſhe hath appeared to this repulſed lover, and poſſibly ſhe will call to mind her own promiſes when ſhe ſhall ſee thee perform thine.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>By this kind of reaſoning which flattered me, I introduced love into my heart with pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipitation, but yet I wanted not another counſellor within me which repreſented ſuch diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culties to me as might have been able to divert me from my enterpriſe, if I had been capable my ſelf to conſider them: I knew that I was the ſon of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who againſt all right, both divine and humane, had cruelly put to death the Father of that Princeſs; and beſides that, I might juſtly fear leſt the Princeſs her ſelf being come to more maturity of age, might bear regret againſt the children of her Father's murtherers; I was not ignorant that the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> her brother, had conſerved that irreconcilable hatred againſt the me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that he publickly declared it, and that he had uſed all endeavours to be revenged upon all thoſe who by any proximity or alliance might have relation to her, and that upon this quarrel he had made cruel war upon the King of <hi>Media,</hi> who was ſon to him that had procured the death of <hi>Artibaſus</hi> at <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s hands, which had not been ended but by the authority of <hi>Auguſtus;</hi> and that beſide the juſt reſentments which filled him full of animoſities, he was reputed a ſevere Prince, and one obſtinately wedded to his paſſions; knowing theſe things, I ſaw my ſelf deprived of all means ever to ſerve <hi>Artemiſa</hi> by the conſent of her brother, and to obtain her of him by any ſervice, though of never ſo great importance: I could not ſo much as ſee her without throwing my ſelf into an enemies
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country, and expoſing my ſelf to great dangers, but all theſe conſiderations were not ſtrong enough to oppoſe the birth or return of my paſſion. <q>
                        <hi>Artemiſa, ſaid I,</hi> is the daughter of <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> her brother, and all her relations are our enemies, and there is little hope of pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vailing with them, and ſome danger in engaging my ſelf in ſeeking occaſions to ſee and ſerve her; but for all that I muſt love <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and all the obſtacles which can oppoſe them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves to that deſign are too weak to divert me from it. I cannot openly deſire her of her brother, becauſe he is an enemy of the children and the memory of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> but I may viſit her privately, who poſſible hath not conſerved reſentments like to his; and I am not the firſt of thoſe who upon occaſions of leſs importance have paſſed divers years unknown and diſguiſed in their enemies territories: my face is not known in <hi>Armenia,</hi> and in the crowd of a great Court I may continue long enough diſguiſed without being diſcovered; at the moſt 'tis the enterpriſe of a young man in whom his age may apologize for all; and though I ſhall hazard the danger of miſcarrying in it, that is not enough to divert me from ſo glorious a deſign, and I cannot periſh more honorably nor more contentedly than in the ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice of <hi>Artemiſa.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe were my thoughts which poſſeſt me for many days, and this was at laſt my reſoluti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, from which nothing was able to move me. I viſited <hi>Artamenes</hi> oftentimes, who finding me muſing and unquiet, contrary to my ordinary humour, imagined part of the truth; he gave me ſome knowledge too of the ſuſpition he had, and modeſtly queſtioned me about it; but though in thoſe affairs I ſhould have made no difficulty of confiding in his friendſhip, I did not believe that in this buſineſs, wherein he had ſo great intereſt, I ought to repoſe too much confidence in him. In the mean time I thirſted after nothing more than the battel which was to be fought within few days, being reſolved to depart immediately after to go into <hi>Armenia,</hi> without communicating any thing concerning my voyage, but only to thoſe whom I intended to take along with me. As fortune would have it, I lighted upon a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veniency for the execution of my deſign much greater than I expected; but I purchaſed it with a very ſenſible diſpleaſure, which did ſtrongly moderate the ſatisfaction I might have received from thence. The battel was fought as we had expected, and we gained the vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctory with all manner of advantages, which put a period to the war, it having reduced the Barbarians into a condition which made them ſubmit to whatſoever Articles <hi>Tiberius</hi> was pleaſed to impoſe upon them: but in this days work we loſt divers valiant men, and amongſt the firſt <hi>Artamenes</hi> was brought back to his Tent, having received two mortal wounds. The affection I bare him made me run thither as ſoon as I had heard the news, and I found him drawing towards his end, having but ſome few moments to live: I expreſſed to him preſently by all manner of teſtimonies the grief I had to ſee him in this condition: but if he were ſenſible of the marks of my affection, he ſhewed but little apprehenſion of his ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaching death, and he diſpoſed himſelf to receive it with a conſtancy very conformable to the opinion I had of his vertue: After he had briefly anſwered my civilities, he prayed me to cauſe thoſe who were in the chamber to withdraw a while, deſiring that none might be witneſſes of what he had to ſay to me, but only one of his Servants which he retained with him: and when he ſaw that no body heard us; <q>
                        <hi>Alexander, ſaid he to me with a feeble voice, but an aſsured countenance,</hi> what care ſoever you have taken to conceal from me the pain you have endured ſome days ſince, yet I knew it, or at leaſt ſuppoſed ſo, and I am too well ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with the powers of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> to be ignorant of the effect they might produce in a ſoul, over which heretofore they had ſome power: you love her without doubt, or I am deceived in my conjecture, and the opinion I have that it is ſo, obliges me before I die to make you a preſent which poſſibly will be acceptable to you, and I cannot put it in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to better hands than yours. 'Tis the picture of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> that I leave you, by the ſight of that as I imagine, you have relapſed into your ancient affections, and in the poſſeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion of it you will find without doubt ſome conſolation for the evils which her abſence makes you ſuffer: if I be not deceived in my opinion, you will carefully preſerve it, and all the recompence which I deſire of you for it, if ever you ſee that adorable Princeſs, do me onely the favour to teſtifie to her my laſt thoughts, and the regret which accompanies me to my grave for having incenſed her by the raſh declaration of my Love, <hi>Artamenes</hi> ſpake in this manner, and I was ſo ſurprized with his diſcourſe, that I continued a long time without being able to reply: he thought I made ſome difficulty to declare my ſelf to him before the man who ſtayed with us, and deſiring to remove that ſcruple: Fear not, <hi>added he,</hi> to diſcover your thoughts to me becauſe of <hi>Narciſſus</hi>'s preſence, he ſhall be gone if you pleaſe, but he is a man faithful and diſcreet above all others, and poſſibly you may have oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion to make trial of his fidelity and diſcretion. This was not the principal reaſon that hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered me from anſwering, though it was ſome obſtacle, but ſeeing my ſelf aſſured on that
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part, and obliged to acknowledge by mine own freedom, that of the obliging <hi>Artamenes, Artamenes, ſaid I to him,</hi> the teſtimonies of your affection are ſo dear to me, that I can no longer diſguiſe my thoughts to you; and if I have done it hitherto, it was not out of any diſtruſt, but only out of fear of diſpleaſing you in confeſſing my ſelf to be your Rival. It is true, that by the ſight of what you ſhewed me, my former affections are revived with ſuch a force, as hath totally deprived my ſoul of all liberty, and that I am reſolved to ſerve <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa</hi> (ſince by reaſon of your misfortune I may do it without offending you) to the ut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt moment of my life. I receive the precious gift you beſtow upon me with all the ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgment which is due for ſuch a preſent; and I not only promiſe you, that if I ſee <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa,</hi> I will acquit my ſelf of the charge you give me, but that I will go within theſe three days to ſee her, and I ſhall never be at quiet till I am in her preſence, and ſhall make her a faithful relation of the obligations ſhe hath to your fidelity.</q> 
                     <hi>Artamenes</hi> having underſtood my reſolution, ſeemed a little aſtoniſhed at it, and continued a long time without replying, keeping his eyes fixed upon the ground, like one in a deep muſe, but a little after looking upon me: <q>
                        <hi>Alexander, ſaid he,</hi> you undertake no ſmall enterpriſe, and you affront all manner of dangers which poſſibly you have not foreſeen; but if you are fully reſolved to ſee and ſerve <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> which in the preſent condition of your affairs, you cannot do but in pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate, I can facilitate the means to you by making you another preſent, which is the faithful <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> whom I beſtow upon you, and of whom I deſire at my death the ſame fidelity to you, that he hath expreſſed to me in the whole courſe of my life: he is of a very noble extraction among the <hi>Armenians,</hi> and he hath acquaintance in that Court that will not be ungrateful to you: you cannot find a more favourable adventure to advance your deſigns, and I believe I cannot give <hi>Narciſſus</hi> a better recompence than to leave him in your ſervice.</q> I was about to thank <hi>Artamenes</hi> for his cares ſo full of goodneſs, when he fell into a faint<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing before us, and a little after breathed his laſt, without being able to utter one word more. I had really all the regret of the loſs of a vertuous and obliging friend as he was, and it continued a long time in my heart before I could receive any conſolation: the faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful <hi>Narciſsus</hi> remembring his command, threw himſelf at my feet, and gave me the pi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cture which his Maſter had given him, and proteſted to me, that if his ſervice were ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceptable to me, he would never forſake me while he lived, and that after the death of a Maſter who had been ſo dear to him, he could receive no comfort but in me alone: I found ſo much conveniency in this accident, and <hi>Narciſſus</hi> was ſo agreeable to me at the very firſt, for the ſincere and real grief he expreſſed for the loſs of his Maſter, that I received him with open arms, and promiſed him whatſoever he hoped from <hi>Artamenes,</hi> and from a Maſter much more affectionate. <hi>Artamenes</hi> was interred according to his condition, and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> who aſſiſted at his funerals with all the principal Commanders of the Army, teſtified a great deal of regret for his loſs: his Equipage according to his order, was parted amongſt all his Servants, and I employed my ſelf to get them enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainment, and engaged them to other Maſters to hinder them from returning into <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia,</hi> where perchance they might meet me, know me, and diſcover me; I took the greateſt part into my own ſervice, but with a deſign to ſend them to <hi>Rome</hi> with my Equipage, meaning to take no more with me into <hi>Armenia,</hi> than <hi>Narciſſus</hi> and two Squires, whom I loved above all the reſt of my Domeſticks. After this I dreamed of no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing more than my departure, and having diſpoſed all things to that purpoſe as well as I could deſire, I took my leave of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> but I told him I was returning to <hi>Rome,</hi> being obliged to make all poſſible haſt thither by ſome Letters which I had received from <hi>Octavia,</hi> which did not give me time to wait his return, whereunto he began to prepare himſelf: <hi>Tiberius</hi> made me a thouſand careſſes at my departure, and proteſted that he would render me a teſtimony before the Emperour of the gallant actions that I had done, and he forgot nothing that might ſerve to acquire him the brother of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> I parted from the Army, and marched one days journey upon the way to <hi>Rome,</hi> but after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards, in a place where we had lain, pretending ſome ſmall impediment, I commanded all my people to go directly to <hi>Rome</hi> without ſtaying for me by the way, promiſing to be there within two days after them, and telling them that for ſome reaſons I was obliged to make this voyage without a train which might make me be taken notice of: nevertheleſs I deliver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to one of my Servants a Letter for the Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> (thinking that I was obliged to render her an account of my actions for the good offices we received from her) wherein I ſignified to her that a youthful curioſity engaged me to make a voyage into <hi>Aſia,</hi> with a deſign privately to viſit ſome Provinces, and to frame my ſelf with the more conve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niency to the forreign languages and manners, and that I would return to her in a ſhort time, and ask her pardon for taking this little ramble without her knowledge. After my
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Equipage was gone, <hi>I</hi> took my way out of <hi>Dalmatia</hi> through <hi>Greece,</hi> which <hi>I</hi> croſt, at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended only by <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> whom <hi>Artamenes</hi> had given me, and two Squires, the one a Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man named <hi>Valerius,</hi> and the other an Egyptian, named <hi>Tideus,</hi> the ſon of <hi>Androclion,</hi> who was my governor, and Maſter of this houſe where we are. With this ſmall company I came to <hi>Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zantium,</hi> and having croſſed the <hi>Helleſpont,</hi> I began to enter into <hi>Aſia;</hi> I fed my ſelf, during my Voyage, with the moſt agreeable hopes I could conceive, making no reflection upon dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gers and obſtacles which oppoſed my intentions. An hundred times a day I opened the Caſe wherein the fair preſent of <hi>Artamenes</hi> was encloſed, where I fixed my ſight upon the beautiful viſage of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> with incredible raviſhments, &amp; oftentimes addreſſing my diſcourſe to it, as if it had been capable of giving me ſatisfaction, I demanded of it the performance of the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſes which the Princeſs had made me to love me as long as She lived. I concealed nothing of my deſigns from <hi>Narciſsus,</hi> reſolved to commit the conduct of them to him, as I was neceſſita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted to do it in a Country where I had no acquaintance, but by his means; and having taken notice in the frequent conſervations I had with him of the excellency of his underſtanding, and the addreſs which he had to manage an affair of the ſame nature with mine, I made no diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culty to communicate to him my moſt ſecret thoughts; he gave me hopes which without him I ſhould hardly have conceived, and I promiſed him recompenſes conformable to the greatneſs of the ſervices which I expected from him. But why do I trouble you with a relation of our voyage? there happened nothing to us worthy of your knowledge, and after we had ſeen di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers <hi>Cities,</hi> and croſſed over divers <hi>Provinces,</hi> without making any ſtay, or receiving any hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>drance by reaſon of the profound peace which thoſe <hi>Provinces</hi> through which we paſſed, began already to enjoy, we entred into <hi>Armenia,</hi> and at laſt arrived at the great and famous City of <hi>Artaxata,</hi> the ſeat of the <hi>Armenian Kings</hi> where the Princeſs was at that time with her Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther: <hi>Narciſſus</hi> had an houſe in the <hi>City,</hi> where we alighted, and where I was reſolved to ſtay not being willing to ſhew my ſelf at Court in publick, for fear (as it probably might happen) that there might chance to be ſome perſon there who had ſeen me at <hi>Rome,</hi> and might diſcover me: At <hi>Narciſſus</hi>'s houſe I paſſed amongſt his Friends and Kindred, who came to viſit him, for one of his friends and a ſervant of the deceaſed <hi>Artamenes,</hi> and in their preſence, according to the command I had given <hi>Narciſſus</hi> to that purpoſe, he converſed with me as with one of his familiars. The longing deſire I had to ſee the <hi>fair Princeſs,</hi> for whoſe ſake I had taken ſo long a journey, deprived me of all reſt for the firſt night I paſſed in <hi>Artaxata,</hi> and I could not con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive that I was encloſed within the ſame <hi>City</hi> with her, without abandoning my ſelf to tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>porting thoughts: I flattered my ſelf with a thouſand pleaſing imaginations, in expectation of my approaching happineſs, and I meditated an hundred ways what diſcourſe I ſhould enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain her with at the firſt, and the means I ſhould uſe to come into her preſence: upon this ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count I was in no ſmall diſquiet, and though the <hi>Princeſs</hi> was of very eaſie acceſs, it was diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cult for an unknown perſon who deſired to appear in a mean quality, to find an occaſion to entertain her with any liberty: beſides I was not willing to diſcover my ſelf to her too ſoon not knowing whether ſhe did yet retain the thoughts of good will ſhe formerly had for me, or like her Brother, ſhe were poſſeſt with reſentments and hatred againſt all the Family of <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony:</hi> In this uncertainty I deſired, I feared, I hoped, and I was at the ſame time diſtracted with divers different agitations which held me till the morning. I reſolved at the laſt to take the commiſſion which <hi>Artamenes</hi> had given me for the ground of the firſt diſcourſe I intend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to make to <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and having communicated it to <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> whoſe prudence might ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treamly aſſiſt my youth in the conduct of my affairs, I found him of an opinion conformable to mine, and deſiring to be guided by his counſel in all things wherein I might need it, I gave him an account of the greateſt part of thoſe thoughts that had troubled me the night before. As ſoon as I was ready, having underſtood by <hi>Narciſſus</hi> the hour at which the <hi>Princeſs</hi> was accuſtomed to come almoſt every day to the Temple of <hi>Dia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na,</hi> which is in <hi>Artaxata,</hi> I went out without any company but himſelf, and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der his conduct I went to wait at the Temple with thoſe impatiences that are not conceivable: I took my ſtation near the gate, that I might ſee her at the neareſt di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance, both coming in and going out; and though I was a ſtranger in a place which might entertain me with ſome novelty, <hi>I</hi> had all my thoughts ſo fixed upon one ſubject, that <hi>I</hi> hardly caſt mine eyes one moment upon all the other objects that preſented them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves: <hi>I</hi> believed that day, as my impatience made me judge, the Princeſs came much la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter than ſhe was uſed to do, and this delay being inſupportable to my deſires, <hi>I</hi> turned my ſelf divers times towards <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> to tell him that <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was the floweſt Princeſs in the world. At laſt ſhe came, and in my opinion, all that deſerves the ſtyle of beautiful came with her into the Temple, and if the picture which <hi>Artamenes</hi> gave me did ſurpaſs the former knowledge <hi>I</hi> had of her, it ſeemed to me then that the picture was infinitely tranſcended
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by the truth; in her infancy ſhe could onely have imperfect lineaments, ſuch as might ground an hope of thoſe miracles ſhe ſhould one day be Miſtreſs of, and though the form of her viſage, and the colour of her hair were preſented in the picture, yet the ſweet motion of her eyes, the majeſty of her port, and a thouſand graces which were in her, could not be expreſſed by the pencil: I no ſooner ſaw her appear, but my heart knew her, and took its flight towards her, and continued always with her, yet it was not without feeling at firſt a ſhivering and trembling throughout my body, which teſtified my tranſport, and if <hi>Narciſſus</hi> being leſs paſſionate than my ſelf, had not pulled me behind to give me warning to retire, I took ſo little notice of thoſe who commanded to make way, that I ſhould have directly oppoſed her paſſage: <q>Ah! behold, <hi>ſaid I within my ſelf,</hi> behold that adorable Princeſs, to whom the Gods and mine own inclinations deſign me; I diſcern her by a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand marks which ſpeak her ſo, and though mine eyes might have miſtaken, my heart would have ſhewed her to me amongſt all the perſons upon earth.</q> During all the Sa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>crifice, having ſeated my ſelf in a convenient place for that deſign, I kept mine eyes fixed upon her face, and I was ſo happy at this beginning that once ſhe turned hers upon me, and ſtay'd them there a good while: Ah! <hi>Artemiſa, ſaid I,</hi> with a language which my looks only expreſſed, <hi>do you not know me? and have you ſo far forgot your former amity, that there remains no</hi> Idea <hi>of</hi> Alexander<hi>'s viſage in your memory? I am the very ſame whom at an age full of innocence you began firſt to love, the ſame whom you commanded to return one day to you; and the ſame who by your orders only comes to confirm at your feet the proteſtations he hath made you.</hi>
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                  <p>Though my mouth was ſilent, <hi>Artemiſa</hi> might read this diſcourſe in mine eyes, if ſhe had been poſſeſſed with the leaſt ſuſpition of the truth: but at that time having other thoughts, ſhe was only attentive to the ſacrifice till the end of it, and when it was finiſhed ſhe went out of the Temple, and remounted into her Chariot, leaving me the ſight of her onely for the advantage of this firſt days work; neither did I hope for any more, but retired my ſelf to <hi>Narciſſus</hi> his houſe with all the ſatisfaction I pretended to at my firſt going abroad: then I reflected upon what I had ſeen, and from thence paſſing to judgement upon what I reſented, I found that if <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was incomparably more fair than I had im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>agined her to be, I was a thouſand times more amorous than I had been, or thought I poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly could be: about the end of the ſame day, I ſaw her as ſhe walked abroad, and divers other times one after another I had the ſame good fortune, yet without ſpeaking to her, or finding any opportunity to do it conveniently: In the mean time I accuſtomed my ſelf to ſee her, and by that means I endeavoured to diſſipate that fear which ordinarily ſuprized me when I ſaw her, which I took for one of the greateſt marks of my paſſion. At laſt I was reſolved to paſs over my former difficulties, and not deſiring to defer any longer what I had ſo maturely deliberated upon, I took my time one day, when at her departure out of the ſame temple of <hi>Diana</hi> where I ſaw her the firſt time, and where ſhe viſited al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt every day the Virgins conſecrated to that Goddeſs who dwelt there, ſhe was walking on foot in the fair alleys which are within the incloſure of the Temple, into which acceſs was permitted to all perſons: She had already taken ſome turns, when <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> as we had agreed, drawing near to one of the principal Officers of her train, with whom he was very well acquainted, he prayed him to preſent me to her, and to give me the opportunity to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertain her ſome moments with a buſineſs of very great importance: this Officer very courteouſly did ſo, and having ſpoken a word to the Princeſs, of whom he eaſily obtained the audience that I required, he made me a ſign to draw neer: I did reverence to the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs after the Mode of her own Country; and when as I raiſed my head to look in her face, I ſaw her eyes fixed upon mine with a ſparkling vivacity, which pierced me to the bottom of the heart, I was ſo ſurprized that I had hardly any aſſurance left to finiſh what I had begun, ſhe went aſide from her Gentleman-Uſher, and the Ladies which followed her, about ſeven or eight paces, to give me the liberty of ſpeaking to her, without being over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>heard; and after ſhe had commanded me with a great deal of ſweetneſs to declare what I had to ſay to her, ſtriving againſt all the fear which kept me tongue-tyed: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid I, Artaments, <hi>whoſe Servant I was—</hi>ſhe interrupted me at this word; <hi>Speak no more to me of</hi> Artamenes, ſaid ſhe, <hi>he is a man who hath offended me, and you cannot ſay any thing to me on his part but it will diſpleaſe me. Madam,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>if</hi> Artamenes <hi>were alive, I would not ſpeak to you of him knowing that in his life time he diſpleaſed you by his audacious thoughts, but ſince he is no more amongſt the living, I thought I might without offence render to his memory what he deſired of me at his death: How,</hi> anſwered Artemiſa, <hi>is</hi> Artamenes <hi>dead? He is Madam,</hi> replyed I, <hi>and at his death he commanded me to aſſure you that he died without any other regret, but for ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving diſpleaſed you, and that having fought after death as the only expiation of his fault, he received</hi>
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                     <hi>it with joy, if thereby he might obtain your pardon for the fault he had committed a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt you</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Princeſs out of the goodneſs of her nature was moved at this diſcourſe, and ſhewing ſome ſigns of ſadneſs in her countenance; <q>
                        <hi>Artamenes</hi> did offend me, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> but the reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments I had againſt him did not extend ſo far as death, and his fault was of ſuch a nature as might have obtained its pardon of me by diſcontinuation and repentance without requiring any greater reparation: I have as much regret for his loſs as one can have for the loſs of a very vertuous man: and if I believed that I had contributed any thing to it, I ſhould be very ſenſibly troubled at it a long time. It would not be juſt Madam, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that you ſhould find a Subject of grief, where he himſelf found his laſt comfort, and his condition is much more happy in that he hath appeaſed by his death an indignation which made him hate and fly life, than if he had lived to linger it out in torments which wou'd never have cauſed your compaſſion: Time would have cured him, <hi>added the Princeſs,</hi> and that with the aſſiſtance of reaſon would without doubt have reduced him to a more comfortable condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion: Time and reaſon, <hi>replyed I,</hi> doth hardly cure evils like thoſe of <hi>Artamenes,</hi> and by good reaſon time would have wrought no effect upon him, ſeeing that according to reaſon he could not raiſe his thoughts to a ſubject more worthy of his adorations.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words eſcaped me with little diſcretion, but I could not keep them in, in the violence of the paſſion which tranſported me, and the Princeſs in ſtead of taking my liberty ill, took ſome pleaſure in it, and having a mind to oblige me to ſpeak more, after ſhe had called one of her Maids, ſhe commanded me to relate the death of <hi>Artamenes:</hi> I did it in the moſt paſſionate terms that poſſibly I could, and I took notice that during my diſcourſe, wherein the Princeſs ſeemed to take extraordinary delight, ſhe kept her eyes fixed upon my counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance with a marvellous attention; I had hardly finiſhed, but we ſaw the King arrive, who with a numerous train of Courtiers and his guards came to the Temple. As ſoon as he alighted he went to the Princeſs his Siſter, to walk with her in thoſe <hi>allies,</hi> and at his co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ming I went another way with <hi>Narciſſus.</hi> This was the firſt time I ſaw the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> he was about eight and twenty years of age, of a comely proportion, and a gallant mind, but of a haughty carriage and a fierce aſpect, which partly denoted the roughneſs of his nature: as I had no deſire to make my ſelf known to him, ſo I came not near him, but ſeeing that the Princeſs was engaged with him in a long diſcourſe, I retired home with <hi>Narciſſus:</hi> I was ſo contented with this firſt entertainment I had with <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> that I could not conceal my ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, and beſides the beauty which the Picture, and my ancient remembrance had figured to me, I found a ſweetneſs in her converſation, and ſuch rational reſentments for the deſtiny of <hi>Artamenes,</hi> that the force of my paſſion was very much augmented thereby: <q>
                        <hi>Ah! without doubt,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>ſhe is not ſo cruel as</hi> Artamenes <hi>hath repreſented her to me, and if Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven be not mine enemy, I hope we may yet have ſome acceſs to her: I find in her ſame goodneſs ſhe had in her younger years, and if ſhe hath contracted any thing that is more ſtately and vene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable, 'tis beauty and majeſty that hath imprinted it in her countenance, and not the change of her nature.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the mean time I ſought all occaſions to be preſent at thoſe places where moſt frequently ſhe was, as often as was poſſible, and there hardly paſſed a day but I ſaw her, and was ſeen by her: always at her paſſing by I cauſed her to take notice of me by the profound reverence I made her, and ſhe being humble and courteous obſerved my reſpects, and took them in good part. One day I coming into her walk in a fair Garden which is without the walls of <hi>Artaxa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ta,</hi> and rendring her the accuſtomed ſalutation at her paſſing by, ſhe ſent for me by one of her Maids named <hi>Leucippe,</hi> who had been with her at <hi>Alexandria</hi> during all the time ſhe had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued priſoner there. I went to her, being uncertain what the Princeſs deſired of me, and when I was come near her; <q>Of what Country are you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> and how long have you been in <hi>Artamenes</hi> his ſervice? I am an Egyptian, Madam, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> born in the City of <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dria,</hi> and I ſerved <hi>Artamenes</hi> only in the laſt war where he died: It muſt needs be, <hi>added the Princeſs,</hi> that he obſerved a great deal of diſcretion and fidelity in you, ſeeing in ſo ſmall a time he repoſed ſo great a confidence in you. It was by my good fortune, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that I gained his affections, and he had not as yet found any occaſion to make tryal of my fideli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty: Well <hi>Leucippe ſaid Artemiſa turning her to her Maid,</hi> both by the eyes, and the whole air of the face, and the very tone of the voice, is it not the very ſame thing? I find no difference, Madam, <hi>replyed Lucippe,</hi> but what eight or nine years time might well occaſion. <hi>Then they talked privately together a while, and a little after the Princeſs turning towards me:</hi> In what condition are you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> and ſince the death of <hi>Artamenes</hi> to what other Maſter are you engaged? Since the loſs of ſo good a Maſter, <hi>replyed I,</hi> I have not engaged my ſelf to any body, and I ſhall hardly find elſewhere any condition like to that I have loſt. If you will continue in
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my ſervice, <hi>anſwered Artemiſa,</hi> the good qualities which I imagine to be in you will make way for you. I was ſo joyful at this propoſition, that not being able to diſſemble my contentment, I threw my ſelf at <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s feet, and kiſſing the hem of her robe with an action full of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect:</q> 
                     <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I receive the favor you do me as the greateſt I could have deſired of the Gods, and I proteſt to you before them, that amongſt all your ancient ſervants you ſhall never find ſo much zeal and fidelity as in him whom you receive this day into your ſervice.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I was retained in this manner in <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s houſe, and from that day was placed amongſt a number of young men nobly deſcended, to whom ſhe allowed penſions, without obliging them to any other ſervice, but only to be ordinarily near her perſon, and receive her com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands as occaſions preſented themſelves; you ſee how in theſe beginnings fortune was fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourable to me, and whether I could deſire a more happy introduction to my deſigns: I ſaw my ſelf now at liberty to ſee the Princeſs almoſt every hour in the day, and except it were at thoſe hours when her women were only with her, there was no time but we were permitted to have acceſs to her: you need not ask me whether I were one of the moſt affiduous in her ſervice, you may well judge, that acting upon another conſideration than thoſe did, who were retained by the baſe hope of a ſalary, my ſervices had another kind of appearance, and my actions, having another aim, had likewiſe a very different grace. I ſeized upon the very leaſt opportunities of pleaſing her, with a zeal which might eaſily be obſerved by her, and if I ſaw my ſelf outſtript by any of my Companions, I had no repoſe upon ſome other occaſion I had the means to repair my deficiency; the Princeſs who perceived it, took an affection to me above all the reſt, and having otherwiſe a diſpoſition to wiſh me better than they, ſhe often<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times expreſſed to me that ſhe had an higher eſteem of my ſervices than of theirs. I continued at the Palace all the day, and at night I retired to my lodging, where my two Squires and <hi>Narciſsus</hi> lay; although I laid hold of all occaſions of ſeeing the Princeſs as often as I could, yet I avoided as much as I could all great companies, and the preſence of thoſe who might have ſeen me at <hi>Rome,</hi> and when any of them came in to the place where I was, I got from them, I turned my head another way, or laid my hand upon my face, and being aſſiſted otherwiſe with the ſmall appearance there was that I ſhould come into that place, and in that condition, I kept my ſelf concealed with facility enough; yet one Evening in the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes chamber the King taking notice of my face, which he had often ſeen before, without informing himſelf of me, and underſtanding by them of whom he enquired, that I was in the Princeſs his Siſters ſervice: he addreſſed himſelf to her, and asked her in my preſence what country-man I was, and how long I had ſerved her? <hi>Artemiſa</hi> having anſwered him that I had been two months with her, and that I was an Egyptian born in the City of <hi>Alexandria?</hi> 
                     <q>All that come out of the Country, <hi>ſaid the King rubbing his eye brow,</hi> are ſo odious to me, that if you had taken my counſel you ſhould never have received this man into your ſervice:</q> 
                     <q>He is very innocent, <hi>replyed Artemiſa,</hi> of the diſpleaſure we have received in his Country, and I hope he will prove no leſs faithful to us, than if he had been born in <hi>Artaxata.</hi>
                     </q> I gave no anſwer to the Kings diſcourſe, ſeeing with how much goodneſs the Princeſs took my part, and beſides he took no farther notice of me, but without continuing any longer in that diſcourſe he turned his looks and his thoughts another way. In the mean time by the ſight of my Princeſs my love received continual increaſe; and if on the one ſide I received great ſatisfactions, on the other ſide I was eternally tormented by my impatien<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces and fears; I burned with a deſire of diſcovering my ſelf and ſeeking out the true en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyments inſtead of the ſmall appearances of happineſs which till then had contented me, and I dyed with fear leſt in ſeeking a greater fortune, that which I then poſſeſſed ſhould be taken from me, and if I ſhould let <hi>Artemiſa</hi> know that I was the ſon of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I might find the ſame reſentments in her that were in her brother.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Ah <hi>Alexander, ſaid I,</hi> what good doth it do to thee to flatter thy ſelf with a ſhadow of falſe pleaſure, if the realities be denyed thee, and what happineſs doeſt thou find in enjoy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing only the ſight of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> when the whole Armenian Court doth the like? If <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa</hi> be ignorant that thou adoreſt her, if ſhe know not that thou art <hi>Alexander,</hi> 'tis im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſible that ſhe the very ſame who now receives thy ſervices with teſtimonies of acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgment, and endures thy perſon with divers expreſſions of goodneſs, will abhor both thy ſervices and thy perſon, when ſhe ſhall know thee to be Son of <hi>Anthony:</hi> This thought touched me ſometimes ſo ſienſibly,</q> that the marks of my cruel inquietude appear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in my viſage, and I loſt for divers days the pleaſure I was wont to receive from that happineſs which was granted me: At other times when I was in <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s preſence look<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing upon her with ſuch an action which might diſcover a part of the truth to her: <q>Ah for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>getful <hi>Artemiſa, ſaid I,</hi> is it poſſible that you can ſee <hi>Alexander</hi> ſo long &amp; not know him? he to whom you gave your firſt affection, to whom you promiſed that you would remember him e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternally?
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and yet he whom you commanded to come one day to you is now in your pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, appears every hour before your eyes, and hath lived divers months in your ſervice: if according to your promiſe you had preſerved any place for him in your memory, his face would not be ſtrange to you, and a little affection would eaſily remove the cloud which hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders you from diſcerning him:</q> Though I diſcourſed thus with my ſelf, yet oftentimes I cal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led to mind what ſhe ſaid to <hi>Leuoippe</hi> in my preſence that day ſhe received me into her houſe, and by that I did probably conjecture that ſhe had not quite loſt the <hi>Idea</hi> of my viſage, the at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tention wherewith I had ſeen her behold me divers times ſtrengthned me in that opinion, but I received at laſt ſuch confirmation of it as permitted me to doubt no longer, and from that I received a boldneſs which till then I durſt not think of. She was walking one day in a galle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry where ſhe viewed ſome pictures which ſhe had cauſed to be drawn not long before, and after ſhe had taken a few turns, ſhe retired to a window where ſhe entertained her ſelf for a while with <hi>Leuoippe</hi> onely: and having turned her eyes that way that I was, ſhe ſaw me, and perceiving that I looked upon her with great attention, ſhe called me, and commanded me to approach. The ſatisfaction I received every time ſhe ſpake to me made me run to her with joy, and when I was near her, <hi>Alcippus</hi> ſaid ſhe, for that was the name I gave my ſelf, <q>I told <hi>Leuoippe,</hi> and I ſay ſtill, that if my memory fail me not, your face doth very much reſemble a Prince that I knew, and you might know ſeeing you were born in <hi>Alexandria:</hi>
                     </q> This diſcourſe which ſignified her memory of me, gave me a great deal of content, and growing more bold than I had been till that time. <q>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> I have been very often ſlattered with that reſemblance, and your High<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs is not the firſt that I have heard ſay, that I am very like a Prince whom poſſibly you may have ſeen: but if I gloried in it in my own country, I ought to conceal it from you, for without doubt both the reſemblance and the name of a perſon whom you hate are odious to you. And why do you believe, <hi>replyed Artemiſa,</hi> that the perſon of that Prince is odious to me? <hi>Becauſe ſaid I,</hi> he is <hi>Alexander,</hi> and the ſon of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra:</hi> I confeſs, anſwered the Princeſs, that I hate the memory of <hi>Anthony,</hi> and <hi>Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra,</hi> and the cauſe I have to do ſo is ſo juſt that this hatred will never be condemned by any perſon, but I hold the <hi>Prince Alexander</hi> to be ſo innocent of our misfortune, that my reſentments never reached ſo far as him: Is it poſſible Madam, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that your enmity is not extended unto that Prince, who though he be innocent of your diſpleaſures yet he is Son to thoſe who cauſed them? 'Tis certain, <hi>ſaid Artemiſa,</hi> that I do not hate him, nor ever will upon that occaſion, and I know too well how to diſcern between the innocent and the culpable to conceive unjuſt averſion: O Gods! Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> how equitable and generous are you, and how happy would <hi>Alexander</hi> be if he had but this knowledge of his fortune? <hi>Alexander, replyed the Princeſs,</hi> hath not eſtabliſhed his felicity with us, and I believe he troubles himſelf very little to know what thoughts I have for him: If you could ſee into his, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> you would be of a quite different mind, and you would know, as I do, that <hi>Alexander</hi>'s ſoul is entirely poſſeſſed with only paſſion which he hath to adore and ſerve you.</q>
                     <hi>Artemiſa</hi> looked upon me then in ſuch a manner as made me believe that ſhe began to ſuſpect me, and after ſhe had left me a while in that apprehenſion: <q>Of whom, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> could you learn ſo much? <hi>Of Alexander</hi> himſelf, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> with whom I had the honour to be bred,</q> and thoſe ſecrets I knew at leaſt as well as <hi>Artamenes</hi> his: I knew not <hi>reply'd Artemiſa, with a kind of ſurprize,</hi> 
                     <q>whether you were bred up with <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der</hi> or not, but if you be ſo knowing in his ſecrets as you ſay, you will know without doubt according to all likely-hood, that <hi>Alexander</hi> hath thought no more upon me ſince our ſeparation: Appearances, Madam, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> are very often far from the truth, and if you have conceived this opinion by thoſe which are paſt, poſſibly you will one day find <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders</hi> juſtification by ſtronger probabilities.</q> It was likely that we ſhould have had more diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe to this purpoſe, if the <hi>Princeſs</hi> had not ſeen divers <hi>Ladies</hi> approach, for whoſe enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainment ſhe was obliged to quit mine; ſhe went ſome ſteps forward to meet them, and I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tired another way to meditate upon the adventure which had ſo lately befallen me, and the hopes it made conceive: I was ſo ſatisfied to ſee that not only <hi>Artemiſa</hi> did not hate <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der,</hi> but that ſhe her ſelf took ſome pleaſure to hear talk of him, and intereſſed her ſelf in the thoughts which he might have for her, that I could hardly contain my contentments; and at night being retired home, and calling <hi>Narciſſus</hi> to me, from whom I concealed nothing in the conduct of my love.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Ah! <hi>Narciſſus, ſaid I to him,</hi> what a fortune is mine? <hi>Artemiſa</hi> doth not hate <hi>Alexander,</hi> and if <hi>I</hi> may dare to ſay more, ſhe hath not forgotten <hi>Alexander;</hi> ſhe ſaid enough to me to make me judge ſo, and <hi>I</hi> have received an aſſurance from this diſcourſe that made me almoſt put all to the hazard.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
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With theſe words I related to him the converſation I had with her; and when he had attentively hearkned to me, Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> 
                     <q>your affairs cannot be in a better con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition, and I believe you may perfect the diſcovery of your ſelf without much danger: Ah! <hi>Narciſſus, replyed I,</hi> I dare not; the goodneſs of this <hi>Princeſs</hi> cannot diſſipate the fear I ſtand in of her, and with what courage ſoever I ſhould arm my ſelf, I could not without trembling accoſt her with that intention: this uncertain ſtate of my condition though it gives me but a ſhadow and an image of happineſs, is more ſupportable to me than the apprehenſion onely of drawing the diſpleaſure of my <hi>Princeſs</hi> upon my ſelf. If ſhe receives the knowledge of me with an offended countenance, there will be no death ready enough for me, there will be no precipices near enough to me from her indignation: What will you do then, <hi>anſwered the affectionate Narciſſus,</hi> and if upon the knowledge of the good will ſhe bears you, you do not undertake ſomething, from whence will you take that boldneſs? I know not, <hi>replyed I,</hi> but I hope that time and the aſſiſtance of Heaven will furniſh me with more favourable opportunities than all thoſe I might receive from a premeditated deſign: I am really ignorant what courſe I ought to take to diſcover my ſelf, but ſerving the <hi>Princeſs</hi> with my accuſtomed reſpect, and engaging her, if it be poſſible, if ſhe do it not her ſelf, upon the ſame diſcourſe which was interrupted by ſome happy chance or other, I may poſſibly take as much courage as is neceſſary for me in that action, which at this time I cannot find in all my reſolutions: This was my deſign, and I paſſed diverſe days as uncertain what I had to do, and as wavering in my will as the moſt irre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute mind had ever been:</q> hope and fear almoſt equally divided my ſoul, but though there was according to appearances ſome place for hope, yet out of a natural infirmity, or rather a weakneſs proceeding from my love, my fear exceeded my hope, and ſtill when I opened my mouth to ſay to <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> I am <hi>Alexander,</hi> a Spirit of fear tyed up my tongue, and whiſpered me in the ear, that by this forward raſhneſs I would ruine my ſelf, whereas by time and patience I might make my ſelf ſure. I reſolved then to reſolve upon nothing but what opportunity ſhould inſpire me with, and in the mean time I apply<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed my ſelf to the <hi>Princeſs</hi>'s ſervice with greater aſſiduity than I had done before, and ſhe received my endeavours ſo favourably, and looked ſo graciouſly upon me, that amongſt all thoſe to whom I had rendred my ſelf a companion ſince my diſguiſe, there was none but envyed my Fortune. I lived a while in that manner, but I was upon the point of paſſing to another condition: there remained ſome ſcruples in <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s mind: which ſhe muſt needs clear up, and the deſire ſhe had to be ſatisfied, gave me the opportunity of attaining to that which I had ſo much feared and ſo much deſired. One Evening when I leaſt expected it, having bid <hi>Good night</hi> to the company which was in her chamber, ſhe ſent me her commands by <hi>Leucippe</hi> that I ſhould ſtay, for the ſervice of the chamber when ſhe was retired, ſhe went to ſit down in a corner cloſe by a table whereupon there were tapers lighted, and <hi>Leucippe</hi> having made me draw neer, after ſhe had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued ſome moments without ſpeaking: <q>
                        <hi>Alcippus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> you will judge me to be too curious, but that's a vice ordinary with our Sex, and I may poſſibly be excuſed for ſome reaſons, in that I deſire to know from you ſince you were educated with the Prince <hi>Alexander,</hi> to whom you have ſo much reſemblance, and were ſo particularly ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with his intentions, it will not be amiſs if you tell us ſomething of his affairs: He is the Son of our cruel Enemies, but I aſſure my ſelf that he contributed nothing to our miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortune, and I muſt confeſs more, in his younger years he had a reſpect to me, which permits me to enquire of him.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>During <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s diſcourſe I was agitated with divers different thoughts which made me change my countenance, and rendred me for a while amazed and ill-aſſured in my looks: but at laſt I partly compoſed my ſelf, and endeavouring to diſſipate the fear which hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred me: <q>Madam, <hi>anſwered I, Alexander</hi> is too happy and too glorious, ſeeing he hath ſtill a place in your memory, and I intereſs my ſelf ſo far in his happineſs, that he him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf cannot receive the knowledge of it with greater ſatisfaction than I do: 'Tis certain for all that, <hi>Madam,</hi> that <hi>Alexander</hi> dies for you, and as in all the affairs of his life he judges no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing to be of importance but only the thoughts he hath for you, 'tis with thoſe only, <hi>Madam,</hi> that I can and ought to acquaint you. You divert your ſelf <hi>Alcippus, ſaid the</hi> Princeſs, and poſſibly I ſhould not like it very well, if by the way of my proceeding with you I did not give ſome place to your diſcourſe: the thoughts that <hi>Alexander</hi> had once for me were not unknown to me, but he was too young to engage himſelf in a more ſolid affection, and I am not ignorant that he remembers me no more now than if I were out of the World. 'Tis not my duty, <hi>Madam, replyed I,</hi> to oppoſe your opinions; but that you have of <hi>Alexander</hi> is ſo far from truth, that all the reſpect I owe you is not capable to make me approve it:
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'Tis certain, <hi>Madam,</hi> and in time I ſhall make it appear to you by infallible teſtimonies to which you will give greater credit than to my diſcourſe, not onely that <hi>Alexander</hi> hath pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved his infant affections for you, which are not worthy to be preſented to you; but that he is now enflamed with a paſſion worthy of you, that he hath ſacrificed his Life and For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune at your feet, and deſires neither Fortune nor life, but to have the glory to employ them both entirely in your ſervice. You engage me, <hi>anſwered Artemiſa, with a little bluſh that appeared in her face,</hi> in a very ſtrange converſation: but ſeeing I have done ſo much, I will ſee the end of your diſcourſe, of which as yet I comprehend nothing, and I will ask you by what marks could you take notice of <hi>Alexander</hi>'s paſſionate thoughts, if all the World be ignorant of them, if he hath not ſeen me ſince he was nine or ten years old, and if ſince that, he hath paſſed his life at <hi>Rome</hi> without giving me any teſtimony of his remembrance of me? <hi>Alexander</hi> would be very unworthy of your memory, <hi>replyed I,</hi> if he had done as you ſay, but I am very well aſſured of the contrary; and to let you ſee, Madam, that it is not without reaſon that I bragged of having ſome part in his ſecrets: will you be pleaſed to let me tell you that at your ſeparation, when as very a child as he was, he poſſibly gave you proofs of a real paſſion, you commanded him to come again to you when he was of another age; you left him ſome favours which he hath very carefully preſerved, and you approved of the promiſe he made you to come one day and render you the homage he had vowed to you, and to ſubmit himſelf a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>new to the Empire which he had already given you over his ſoul: The Princeſs ſeemed aſtoniſhed at the diſcourſe, <hi>and yet ſhe replyed,</hi> I will make no difficulty to confeſs thoſe things which the age I was then of, may eaſily excuſe, and you make me rem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ember ſome particulars which paſſed at our departure from <hi>Alexandria;</hi> 'tis certain that at that innocent age, loving <hi>Alexander</hi> as if he had been my brother, I invited him to come and ſee me, and he promiſed to do ſo; but theſe being the propoſitions of chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>drens promiſes, time which hath made him forget them had almoſt worn them out of my memory: He hath been ſo far from forgetting them, <hi>ſaid I to her,</hi> that poſſibly he hath put them in execution ſince he hath abandoned all things to dye and ſerve you, and without conſidering the danger which might threaten him among the mortal enemies of his family, poſſibly he is come, hath ſeen, and ſerved you, and in that condition hath eſtabliſhed all his fortune.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>As I ſpake theſe words which began to render themſelves very intelligible, the Princeſs beginning to ſuſpect the truth, viewed me from head to foot with a geſture full of trouble, and opening her eyes by little to the appearances which might diſcover me, ſhe continued in ſuch an uncertainty and confuſion of thoughts as would not permit her to reply. Seeing her in this condition, and believing I did in vain endeavour any longer to diſguiſe my, ſelf: <q>Be not aſtoniſhed, <hi>added I,</hi> at what I tell you, poſſibly there is a great deal more and yet all that I could ſay conoerning <hi>Alexander's</hi> paſſion is inferiour to the truth: I know his moſt ſecret thoughts, and the very bottom of his heart as well as mine own, and for ſufficient proof of the aſſurance he hath in me, behold, Madam, the pledges he hath truſted me withal.</q> Saying thus, I ſtretched out my arm to the light, whereupon I ware the bracelet of hair and the ring faſtened to it, which ſhe had formerly given me, but becauſe it was too little I could not wear it upon my finger: <hi>Artemiſa</hi> no ſooner ſaw what I ſhewed it by my words, though 'tis poſſible ſhe might have ſeen it before often enough without taking notice of it, and this knowledge made her fall into the greateſt aſtoniſhment that ever ſhe had been in, in her life: ſhe once more employed her eyes and memory upon my perſon, my diſcourſe, and all the tokens I ſhewed her, and finding nothing but what con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firmed her in a ſuſpicion which began already to grow into a certainty in her mind, ſhe ſeem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to be entirely poſſeſſed with amazement: Her confuſion was the cauſe of mine, though I had fortified my ſelf with all the boldneſs I could, and her eyes being firmly fixed upon me, made me let fall mine to the ground, where I held them in the poſture of a perſon convinced of ſome great crime: We continued both of us, a while in this condition; but at laſt <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa</hi> breaking ſilence firſt: <hi>Alcippus,</hi> ſaid ſhe, ſpeaking lower than before, <q>Can it be poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble that you ſhould be <hi>Alexander?</hi> And is it poſſible, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> that you ſhould doubt of it any longer, and if you have conſerved any <hi>Idea</hi> of <hi>Alexander</hi>'s viſage, could you not read it in <hi>Alcippus</hi> his countenance? <hi>Artemiſa</hi> ſeemed more troubled than before at theſe words, and giving me a look whereupon I could ground no judgement of my fortune;</q> 
                     <hi>O Gods!</hi> replyed ſhe, <hi>if you be</hi> Alexander <hi>what do you dream of, and to what do you reduce me?</hi> She ſpake but theſe few words, and riſing up from the place where ſhe ſate, much moved, or rather much aſtoniſhed, ſhe croſſed the chamber and ſhut up her ſelf in her cloſet. I con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued leaning againſt a wall more like a Statue than a living perſon, and ſo uncertain of what I
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ought to fear, or might hope for, that it was impoſſible for me to make any con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jecture upon the condition wherein I found my ſelf: I was in this plight, when <hi>Leu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cippe</hi> (who had not heard our diſcourſe, but had ſeen the Princeſs go away troubled, as ſhe and divers others of the maids obſerved) came to me, and finding me in ſo deep a muſe that it hardly gave me leave to ſee her, after ſhe had pulled me by the arm twice to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>waken me: <hi>Alcippus</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>What ailes the Princeſs?</hi> I hardly came to my ſelf at theſe words, and <hi>Leucippe</hi> having repeated them: Leucippe, ſaid I, <hi>you will learn that of the Princeſs better than of me, but what ever it be</hi> Leucippe <hi>I deſire your protection:</hi> I ſpeak only theſe words, and parting preſently from her, I went out of the Palace, and retired to my lodging.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>But poſſibly,</hi> purſued Alexander, <hi>a tedious attention may be inconvenient for your health, and you would be leſs accommodated if I ſhould remit the remainder of my diſcourſe till another ime: you need not fear that, if you pleaſe,</hi> ſaid Caeſario to him, <hi>and if you have not tiredt your ſelf with ſo long a narration, leave me not thus in an unquiet ignorance. I in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſs my ſelf in your adventures more than you believe, and having ſo many obligations to you, and eſteeming your perſon ſo highly, I cannot be informed of the accidents of your life without being particularly ſenſible of them: I am too much obliged my ſelf to your goodneſs,</hi> replyed Alexander, <hi>and the eſteem of ſuch a man as the valiant</hi> Cleomedon <hi>ought to be very conſiderable to me: I will go on then with my diſcourſe ſince you deſire it, and poſſibly I ſhall acquaint you with things more worthy of your attention, than theſe which I have al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready related,</hi>
                  </p>
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART IV.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. II.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa <hi>is much troubled at</hi> Alexander<hi>'s being in the</hi> Armenian <hi>Court, yet by the mediation of her Maid</hi> Leucippe, <hi>they renew their infant-love. She gives him hopes of ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taining her by ſome Honourable way. He is betrayed by the indiſcretion of</hi> Lucius Cepio <hi>to</hi> Artaxus <hi>his fury, who commands him to priſon with a reſolution to ſacrifice him to his Fathers Ghoſt. He is formally condemned to loſe his head.</hi> Artemiſa <hi>interceeds for him, but in vain; She ſends him poyſon to prevent an ignominious death, and promiſes to bear him company. He accepts of her preſent, but conjures her to live. His Squire accidentally ſpills the poyſon. He is brought upon the Scaffold, and the Executioner is ready to ſtrike the blow, but is firſt ſtayed and then killed by</hi> Cepio, <hi>who puts a Sword into</hi> Alexander<hi>'s hand, and bids him dye bravely. They make an incredible ſlaughter, but at laſt</hi> Cepio <hi>is ſlain, and</hi> Alexander <hi>is re-taken and reſerved for another ſolemn Execution day.</hi> Artemiſa <hi>gains his Keeper</hi> Sarpedon <hi>to ſet him free; ſhe eſcapes with him out of</hi> Armenia, <hi>and they flie together to meet</hi> Auguſtus <hi>in</hi> Egypt.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>He Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa</hi> (as I have been ſince informed) was no ſooner retired into her cloſet, but ſhe found her ſelf aſſaulted by divers diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent thoughts which took their original from the adventure which had lately happened: at firſt her aſtoniſhment deprived her partly of her action and reaſon, but when that began to vaniſh, and ſhe was to make ſome reflection upon what was paſt, all things preſented themſelves to her fancy in ſuch forms as gave her matter enough to muſe upon: <hi>Leucippe,</hi> from whom ſhe concealed nothing, having an advantage above her companions, made uſe of a particular priviledge, and entring into her cloſet found her ſitting leaning her head upon one of her hands, and her arm upon the chair, her eyes fixed upon the ground, and in the perfect poſture of a perſon buried in a profound meditation: <hi>Leucippe</hi> out of reſpect ſtayed ſome moments without interrupting her, but a little after ſee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing <hi>Leucippe</hi> by her. <hi>Ah!</hi> Leucippe ſaid ſhe, <hi>are you there? yes Madam, anſwered</hi> Leucippe, <hi>and I ſaw you, after the converſation you had with</hi> Alcippus, <hi>go out of the chamber into your cloſet, in a condition which hath forced me to come indiſcreetly and interrupt your muſing;</hi> Ah! <hi>Leucippe replyed Artemiſa</hi> after ſhe had looked every way to ſee if they were alone, and had beckoned to her to ſhut the door: <hi>Ah!</hi> Leucippe, <hi>in what a troubled condition doſt thou find me, and what an ample ſubject have I to meditate upon, and to diſcourſe with thee concerning what is lately happened to me? And what, O the good Goods!</hi> ſaid Leucippe quite ſurprized, <hi>what can be happened to you in ſo ſmall a time, and who could have the power to trouble you in our preſence,</hi>
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                  <hi>and render you ſo much aſtoniſhed as you ſeemed to me to be? 'Tis no ſlight matter that hath cauſed it,</hi> added the Princeſs, <hi>and without doubt thou wilt judge ſo thy ſelf, when thou ſhalt know that in the perſon of the falſe</hi> Alcippus, <hi>I have found the true</hi> Alexander, <hi>whoſe coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance we took notice of in</hi> Alcippus: <hi>O Gods Madam,</hi> cryed Leucippe, <hi>what is this you tell me? I tell thee the truth,</hi> replyed Artemiſa, <hi>the Son of</hi> Anthony <hi>of whom we have often diſcourſed when we called my infancy to mind, is here in</hi> Artaxata, <hi>he is here in this Palace, he is in my ſervice, and hath continued ſo divers months, as you have ſeen, under the name of</hi> Alcippus: <hi>But Madam,</hi> ſaid Leucippe, <hi>what aſſurances have you of it? I have all,</hi> anſwered Artemiſa, <hi>that I can deſire, and beſides what thou mayſt gather as well as I from the reſemblance of his countenance, I have his confeſſion, and the relation of divers things which could not be known to any but</hi> Alexander, <hi>and ſome more particular marks beſides:</hi> Hereupon ſhe repeated all that had paſſed, and made her as well acquainted with the truth, as ſhe was her ſelf. <hi>Leueippe</hi> ſeemed aſtoniſhed at this diſcourſe, and continued a while without ſpeaking, whileſt the Princeſs be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing riſen up from her chair, walked up and down in her cloſet, deeply muſing what reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation ſhe ſhould take.</p>
               <p>After they had been long enough ſilent, <hi>Leucippe</hi> began to ſpeak firſt, and coming to her Miſtris, <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>I really find in this rancounter ſomething ſtrange enough to cauſe your aſtoniſhment: and it is no common adventure that ſuch a Prince as the Son of</hi> Anthony, <hi>ſhould paſs through all the Countrys which divided him from us, to you, that he ſhould diſguiſe himſelf, and put himſelf into your ſervice in the condition of one of your plain Domeſticks. He that in any place elſe might enjoy one of the ſupremeſt dignities upon earth, and live gloriouſly ſecure from the danger which without doubt will threaten him in this Court if he be known; but in ſo extraordinary an accident, I ſee no cauſe you have to be diſpleaſed, and you ought not, in my opinion, to be afflicted, that a Prince ſo conſiderable as</hi> Alexander, <hi>both for his birth and the qualities of his Perſon, a Prince for whom in your tender years you had all the incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation you were then capable of, ſhould deſpiſe all manner of dangers to come and ſubmit himſelf to you, and neglect all the fortune which with leſs trouble and leſs danger he might find elſewhere, to obey the command you heretofore laid upon him, and to put himſelf into your ſervice in the moſt ſubmiſſive quality, whereunto a man of his worth would never have debaſed himſelf.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Leucippe</hi> ſpake in this manner, and having ſome inclination for me, without doubt ſhe ſpake well of me beyond the truth; when <hi>Artemiſa</hi> who had hearkened to her a long time without interrupting her, caſting her eyes ſuddenly upon her, <q>
                     <hi>Leucippe ſaid ſhe,</hi> I know very well that thou never wanteſt reaſons to maintain thy opinions, and in this very thing I do not ſay that thou art abſolutely without reaſon; 'tis true that <hi>Alexander</hi> is a great Prince, that I loved him as my Brother when we were children together and that I am obliged to that affection which hath made him ſtrip himſelf of his condition, and expoſe himſelf to great troubles and dangers to come and ſee me; and finally, that it is not a cauſe of diſpleaſure to the Princeſs of <hi>Armenia,</hi> that the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> heretofore the Maſter of ſo many Kings ſhould be ingaged in her ſervice; but we muſt conſider too, that he is de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcended from thoſe very Perſons which after a hard and unjuſt captivity, made the King our Father ſuffer a cruel and ſhameful death; that there is not, nor ever can be any reconcilia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ation between his Family and ours; and if I were to be pardoned in my childhood, for not having expreſſed to her children how ſenſible I was of the injury we had received from <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I am now of an age that obliges me to very different thoughts. Ah Madam, <hi>replyed Leucippe,</hi> I have heard you often ſay, and before <hi>Alexander</hi> himſelf too, that you had no reſentment againſt him for the death of the King your Father. I never had, <hi>anſwered Artemiſa,</hi> nor ever will have any reſentment againſt <hi>Alexander,</hi> that may oblige me to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cure him, or ſo much as wiſh him ill, but I ought to carry my ſelf ſo againſt all the children of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> as not to dream of their alliance, or approve of their ſervice: the difference is very viſible, and though my mind ſhould not be ſo diſpoſed as bloud and reaſon require, de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cency exacts that of me which I ſhould not allow to nature; and though I ſhould let <hi>Cleopatra's</hi> children live with indifferency as to me, without hating him, I cannot ſuffer them with a particular deſign, without being blamed by all the world; beſides, <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ander</hi> living in a diſguiſe amongſt us, doth not expoſe himſelf alone to danger, but if the cauſe of his diſguiſe be enquired into, and the reaſon of his ſtaying here, it cannot be diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered without rendring me obnoxious to great reproaches, the hatred of the King my brother, and to all manner of diſpleaſures. What will you reſolve upon them, <hi>ſaid Leucippe,</hi> and in what manner do you intend to deal with this Prince, who by all probability, as I my ſelf have obſerved, is at this time in very ſtrange diſquiets? Never to ſee him more, <hi>replyed Artemiſa,</hi> but to ſend him word by thee that he ſhould retire himſelf, and deliver me from that fear which will eternally torment me ſo long as he ſhall continue here.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>
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This expedient is not difficult, <hi>anſwered Leucippe coldly,</hi> but it ſeems very cruel to me in relation to the Prince, after he had done things for you which poſſibly may make him merit better uſage, and by the proofs he hath given of his paſſion, I conceive it violent enough to make him uſe extremities againſt his own life, which if it be true that you do not hate him, will cauſe you ſome diſpleaſure without doubt. What wouldeſt thou have me to do then, <hi>ſaid Artemiſa,</hi> and how wouldeſt thou have me ſatisfie at once my duty, and the care thou takeſt of <hi>Alexander's</hi> repoſe? 'tis true I am much obliged to him, and I naturally have diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſition enough to wiſh him well, ſo as to avoid the occaſion of putting him into deſpair, as you fear; but withall I conſider my own quiet, and my reputation too, too much to ſuffer, that, by an intelligence which will be condemned by all the world, <hi>Alexander</hi> ſhould live unknown amongſt us, where he cannot be diſcovered without fatal accidents to him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, and a very diſadvantagious reflection upon me. You may, <hi>replied Leucippe,</hi> attend ſome other time to take your reſolutions, and not do any thing with precipition, which oftentimes cauſes repentance: 'Tis poſſible, that from an adventure ſo uncommon, the Gods may produce ſome extraordinary reſult, and that by wayes to you as yet unknown, you may find the means to ſatisfie your duty, and the acknowledgment you owe to <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der's</hi> affection.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Leucippe</hi> uſed many other arguments to divert her from the deſign ſhe might have againſt me, and I am obliged to her for this, that ſhe forgot nothing for my defence againſt <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa's</hi> ſcruples: By her diſcourſes ſhe really wrought great effects, and after a long conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſation upon this ſubject, the Princeſs went to bed without taking any reſolution.</p>
               <p>But if on her ſide ſhe paſſed the night in ſome diſquiet, for my part I was extreamly tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented, and though I thought I had ſurpaſſed the greateſt difficulties that lay in the whole courſe of my enterpriſe, and I ſaw no ſigns of anger in <hi>Artemiſa's</hi> countenance when I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clared my ſelf to her; I ſaw nothing likewiſe which could make me expect from her any compliance with my deſigns, and that did not leave me in a perfect uncertainty betwixt hope and fear.</p>
               <p>The next day I durſt not preſent my ſelf before her at the hour accuſtomed, but only walked in the Court of the Palace with <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> contenting my ſelf to lift up mine eyes to her lodgings, without having the boldneſs to go up thither: I had not cotinued there long, but by fortune I ſaw <hi>Leucippe</hi> appear at the foot of a pair of ſtairs; I went towards her as ſoon as I knew her, and when I was near enough to her, to be heard by none but her ſelf, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holding her with an action full of fear and ſubmiſſion: <q>
                     <hi>Leucippe, ſaid I,</hi> you certainly know my fortune, muſt I live, or muſt I die? You muſt live without doubt, <hi>anſwered ſhe,</hi> and death ought not to be ſought for but when all other remedies fail: You underſtand me right, <hi>replyed I,</hi> and I think now I am no longer unknown to you. No Sir, <hi>ſaid Leucippe,</hi> you are not unknown to me, and I have vowed no leſs ſervice to Prince <hi>Alexander,</hi> than I had amity for <hi>Alcippus. Alexander, added I,</hi> was known to you before <hi>Alcippus,</hi> and it was upon the account of that remembrance that yeſterday night he deſired your protection: I think it was neceſſary for him, and I hope it will not be uſeleſs to him if you will employ it for his ſafety. Sir, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> poſſibly I have ſerved you already, and will ſerve you with affection and fidelity: I cannot yet inform you of the condition of your affairs, the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs is as yet uncertain what reſolution ſhe ſhould take; I can only aſſure you that ſhe does not hate you, and that without doing her ſelf violence ſhe will never pitch upon any de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign, which may cauſe you any diſpleaſure. I ſhall never have any regret, <hi>replyed I,</hi> to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ecute punctually whatſoever ſhe ſhall pleaſe to order me, and if for part of the reparations which are due to her from our unfortunate family, ſhe demanded my life, or ſomething more precious than that, if it were in my power, I ſhould as willingly give her the remain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders of it, as to have given her the beginnings: Do not deſpair of your affairs, <hi>anſwered Leu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cippe,</hi> but expect from a former inclination which powerfully takes your part whatſoever you can reaſonably require of it.</q>
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               <p>She cut theſe words ſhort, ſeeing the Princeſs, who was coming down, appear at the top of the ſtairs, and not deſiring to be ſurpriſed by her in this particular diſcourſe with me: but if ſhe avoided her ſight upon this occaſion, I deſired to ſhun it no leſs than ſhe, and like a criminal I hid my ſelf from the countenance of my Judge. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> mounted into her Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riot at the ſame gate where I had ſpoken to <hi>Leucippe;</hi> and though I was retired behind divers other perſons from off the ſteps which are at the gate, ſhe ſaw me and knew me: as from the place where I was I held mine eyes fix'd upon her face, I eaſily took notice of her action, and I ſaw that at the firſt ſight of me ſhe was a little troubled, and looked downward with a diſcompoſed countenance.</p>
               <p>All the reſt of that day I did not preſent my ſelf before her, and for divers other dayes I ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver ſaw her but at a diſtance, my love having created a fearfulneſs in me, which deprived me
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of aſſurance to accoſt her whileſt I was uncertain what reception I might expect: I deſired to draw conjectures of it from her countenance, and if I entred not into her chamber, nor waited upon her as I had been accuſtomed; I was every day where ſhe paſſed by, and being near enough to be ſeen by her, and to obſerve her, I took notice that at the ſight of me ſhe changed colour, and caſt down her eyes, not being able to look upon me confidently: I al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt repented at thoſe moments that I had diſturbed the tranquility of her life with this trouble, and I could not obſerve the marks of her confuſion in her face; without reſenting ſome diſpleaſure for having been the cauſe of it. At laſt I reſolved to make a full diſcovery of my fortune, and not being able to live any longer in this uncertain condition of life, I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved that by writing to the Princeſs I might oblige her to acquaint me with ſome part of my deſtiny; upon which deſign having ſhut my ſelf up in my chamber, I made my Letter ſpeak in theſe terms.</p>
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                        <hi>Prince</hi> Alexander <hi>to the Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa.</head>
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                        <hi>THat fear which keeps my tongue tyed up, and forbids me acceſs into your preſence, hath per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted me to draw out in this paper, not my juſtification, for I ſeek none if I have offended you, but a declaration of that blind obedience wherein I ſubmit my ſelf to all the puniſhments you ſhall pleaſe to ordain for me; if the conſervation of the memory of thoſe precious affections which honoured the beginnings of my life, if obeying the command you laid upon me to come one day to you, if ſeeking with ſome danger the opportunities of engaging my ſelf in your ſervice, are of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fences worthy of your anger, or rather, if to be the Son of</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>be a condition which may expoſe him to your hatred; behold, Madam, behold the criminal, both by his birth and actions, ready to ſuffer whatſoever upon either account he may have meritted from your juſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments; I did believe by the firſt intelligences that you were pleaſed to give me of it, that your goodneſs had wiped off from my birth whatſoever rendred it odious to the Princeſs of</hi> Armenia, <hi>and I did judge my actions innocent, becauſe they were authorized by your command; but ſeeing I have been deceived both in my hopes and my opinions, I will not avoid the occaſion of rendring you ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction both for anothers crime, and my own offences. I expect, Madam, the ſentence you ſhall pleaſe to pronounce, with a firm reſolution punctually to execute it, and I beg only of your goodneſs that after the effecting of your will, how fatal ſoever it ſhall be to me, you would out of pity re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member, that if</hi> Alexander <hi>was too bold, if</hi> Alexander <hi>were the Son of</hi> Anthony, <hi>he was like<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe the moſt paſſionate for you, and the moſt faithful amongſt men.</hi>
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               <p>After I had wrote theſe words which I found conformable to the condition of Life I then lived, I gave my Letter to <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> who had ſufficient aquaintance with <hi>Leucippe,</hi> to em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bolden him to preſent it to her, and I ſtai'd in my Lodging to attend the effect of it with all the unquietneſs that is imaginable. <hi>Narciſſus</hi> acquitted himſelf of his commiſſion as faithfully and as happily as I could deſire: he ſaw <hi>Leucippe,</hi> he gave her my Letter, and by an exceſs of happineſs above my hopes, having viſited her again the next day according to my command, ſhe gave him the anſwer which he brought me, and I ſaw it was written with <hi>Artemiſa's</hi> own hand. I leaped for joy at this ſight, I changed colour divers times, and if <hi>Narciſſus</hi> had not been fully acquainted with my paſſion, I ſhould have given him knowledge enough of it; at laſt I read thoſe precious characters, and therein I found theſe words.</p>
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                        <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa <hi>to Prince</hi> Alexander.</head>
                     <p>LEucippe <hi>puts the pen into my hand to write to you, and acknowledgment might have done it, if my duty had not more prevailed over that, than over</hi> Leucippe's <hi>obſtinacy: you are not criminal</hi> Alexander, <hi>either by your birth or actions, but</hi> Artemiſa <hi>is unhappy that ſhe is not free in her judgment, and that ſhe ſees her ſelf conſtrained by her fortune to offer violence to her in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations: I do not hate you,</hi> Alexander, <hi>nor ever will whileſt I live: but I am not permitted to ſuffer your affections as I was at that age, when you gave me the firſt teſtimonies of them, and I cannot receive any proofs of them from you in</hi> Artaxata <hi>which will not be of more dangerous con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſequence than thoſe you gave me in</hi> Alexandria; <hi>you are here within the reach of an enemy, whoſe thoughts are very different from mine, and I cannot without fear conſider the danger whereunto you expoſe your own life and my reputation: I deſire that you would think upon the one and the other, ſeeing the latter is more dear to me than my life, and the other would be ſo too, if my duty did permit it; in reſpect of thoſe actions which you call offences, but if I were permitted to judge of them, would be ranked amongſt immortal obligations in my ſoul, cannot find in me that acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgement that is due to them, and by the care I have of your ſafety, I am conſtrained to diſpoſe you,</hi>
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                        <hi>as much as poſſibly I can, to ſome reſolution which may render me that repoſe, which for ſome dayes ſince you have deprived me of: In expectation of what you will reſolve upon, or when you will be in a condition to put it in execution, I do not forbid you to viſit me, and let me tell you that the countenance of</hi> Alcippus <hi>was never odious to me becauſe of the reſemblance it had to</hi> Alexander.</p>
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               <p>I thought I ſhould have dyed with joy at the reading of this Letter, and though it diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered to me that the Princeſs had ſome deſign to cauſe my departure, yet it was expreſſed in ſuch terms as made me believe that it would not be difficult to alter her reſolution, and that poſſibly I had an higher place in her thoughts than I hoped for: I read over every word of it a thouſand times, I kiſſed all the characters even with Idolatry, and I ſtopped my ſelf with tranſport at thoſe places which did moſt ſweetly flatter my deſires.</p>
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                  <hi>Ah, without doubt,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>I have permiſſion to hope, and according to all apperances I am not hated by</hi> Artemiſa: <hi>The Princeſs courteouſly acknowledges my ſervices, and I could not hope that they ſhould be crowned with a more happy or more glorious ſucceſs: Reaſſume my heart, reaſſume that boldneſs which my love hath deprived me of, and hence-forward raiſe thy ambition to the higheſt degree it could ever mount to:</hi> Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa <hi>cannot diſapprove it ſince ſhe hath favoured it, and upheld it her ſelf, and in fine, the countenance of</hi> Alcippus <hi>is not odious unto her, becauſe of the reſemblance it hath to</hi> Alexander's.</p>
               <p>Full of the hopes wherewith theſe thoughts inſpired me, and being emboldened by them more than I had been before, I left my lodging and went to the Palace, believing that by <hi>Artemiſa's</hi> permiſſion I might preſent my ſelf before her without fear of her diſpleaſure: yet all this reſolution wherewith I had fortified my ſelf, could not hinder me from being troubled with ſome apprehenſion at her ſight, and I could not approach the place where ſhe was without feeling a ſhivering, which ran quite through my body; She was walking at that time in the ſpacious Allies which are in the great Garden of the Palace, and had the principal Ladies of the Court attending upon her; I walked a while behind the company which followed her: but when ſhe was at the end of an Ally, and was turning back again, having caſt her eyes about, ſhe diſcovered me amongſt the reſt; the blood immediately mounted into her face, and ſhe made uſe of one of her hands to conceal it: but a little after making as if ſhe had a deſire to have ſome particular diſcourſe with <hi>Leucippe;</hi> ſhe cauſed her Gentleman-uſher to retire, and put <hi>Leucippe</hi> in his place, and ſo leaning upon her arm, ſhe walked the other turn, and then ſeeing me at her paſſage by, <hi>Alcippus,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me aloud, <hi>I have ſome buſineſs for you, come you hither.</hi>
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               <p>Theſe words pierced quite through my ſoul, and I obeying her with an emotion which might eaſily be perceived in my countenance, drew near her, and walked by her on that ſide where ſhe had no body near: all the reſt of the train, after ſhe had made the Gentleman<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>uſher retire, and expreſſed a deſire to ſpeak with <hi>Leucippe</hi> in private, kept farther off than before, and ſuppoſing that what ſhe had to ſay to me was part of that ſecret, they followed at ſo great a diſtance, that ſhe had all the liberty that might be to ſpeak to me without being over-heard.</p>
               <p>She continued for ſome time without opening her mouth, or ſo much as looking in my face, finding ſome occaſion of being aſhamed of what ſhe did: at laſt having conquered the ſcruples which hindred her from expreſſing of her ſelf, and caſting a look upon me which was able to diſarm the moſt ſavage and beſt fortified ſouls: <q>
                     <hi>Alexander, ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> I know not what I ought to expect from the judgment you will make of me, nor in what manner I may ſpeak to you at this time, and though I have employed ſome daies to draw my ſelf out of that trouble whereinto you had put me, yet it was ſo great that it was impoſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble for me to diſſipate it in ſo ſmall a time, and I cannot imagine yet without aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment and fear, that I talk to the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in <hi>Artaxus's</hi> Palace. I do not deny but that the pains you have taken, and the danger whereunto you have expoſed your ſelf for my ſake, ought to move my mind to a real acknowledgment, and I confeſs there remains a remembrance of the former good-will between us which doth not permit me to look upon you with indifferency: but all this cannot make a proof of your enterpriſe, nor cloſe mine eyes againſt the danger to which you expoſe us both, your ſelf by imprudently putting your ſelf into the power of a mortal enemy, and me by obliging me to ſuffer near me a diſguiſed Prince, and our diſguiſed upon a motive, which can never be diſcovered without wronging my reputation: What were your thoughts, or what in fine did you pretend to from the daughter of <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> and the Siſter of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> in whom the me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory of the injury received from your Family is engraven in eternal characters? For there is little reaſon that you ſhould fall upon this deſign out of obedience, as you told me, to the command I laid upon you heretofore; and you and I were even of ſuch an age as hindred
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us from knowing the obſtacles which oppoſed it, and ſo ſufficiently diſpenſed with the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ecution of your promiſe. What muſt I do then in theſe terms to which you have reduced me not to be ingrateful, nor yet imprudent? the firſt of theſe two vices is very contrary to my nature, and the other may draw us into great inconveniences and misfortunes: I will not diſſemble with you, but confeſs ingenuouſly, that if I might follow mine own incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations, I ſhould be very glad to enjoy the ſight of you, and as far as my duty and decency would permit, I ſhould let you know that I am not inſenſible of the proofs of your affection, you are ſuch both by your birth and by the qualities of your perſon, that the teſtimonies I might give you of my acknowledgment would be eaſily excuſed, if I were only hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred by ordinary impediments: but you and I are ſuch, through the miſfortunes of our Families, that all things are forbidden us, and to all appearance hope it ſelf is not permitted us.</q>
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                  <hi>Artemiſa</hi> ſpake in this manner, and in my judgement ſhe expreſſed her ſelf with ſo good a grace, that it ſhe had ſpoken more againſt my thoughts I ſhould never have interrupted her; At laſt when ſhe had done ſpeaking, I conceived by the liberty ſhe gave me, I might declare my thoughts to her, and upon this account after I had continued mute ſome moments longer, I began to ſpeak thus: <q>It is very difficult, Madam, in the tranſport you have put me into, that I ſhould ſpeak rationally to you, and I am ſo full of confuſion to ſee, that juſt when I expected to receive a condemnation, which poſſibly my raſhneſs did deſerve, I ſhould be permitted to ſpeak to you as <hi>Alexander,</hi> to declare the paſſionate thoughts I have for you and to receive from your own mouth ſuch teſtimonies of your goodneſs as are able to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent the moſt immoderate ambition, that I can hardly have ſence enough left to render you that account of my intentions and my hopes which you require of me: and yet, <hi>Madam,</hi> that I may endeavour to obey you, I ſhall make bold to tell you, that really the beginings of this glorious enterpriſe whereby I have introduced my ſelf into your ſervice were inſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red into me by nothing but love alone, and that they were not grounded upon any other reaſons but what produced thence: I have not much conſidered the events I might expect upon that account, and though all the obſtacles which might oppoſe my happineſs in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard of the enmity which the King your brother bears to the remainders of our family did preſent themſelves to my imagination, I looked upon them only to diſpiſe them, and blind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly purſued the deſign of ſeeing and ſerving you; and it ſufficed me as the uttermoſt aim of my love to know, that in loving you, I loved that which the Gods had created moſt ami<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able; and it being impoſſible for me to love you without ſeeking opportunities of ſeeing you, all the difficulties which poſſibly might have diverted a mind prepoſſeſſed with an ordinary paſſion did but animate more. In fine Madam, I have been fortunate enough to ſee you and to be received into your ſervice, and poſſibly in theſe beginnings I have not prudently enough conſidered the intereſt your reputation might have in my diſguiſe: this conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration without doubt would have wrought more with me than all the dangers that could threaten my life, and the Gods would not permit me to make too long a reflection upon it, that they might give way to my preſent fortune: but ſince, Madam, as my hopes had their original from the knowledge I had under the name of <hi>Alcippus,</hi> that <hi>Alexander</hi> was not hated by you, ſo they have raiſed my thoughts to the expectation of thoſe happineſſes which till then I could not probably pretend to; and I conceived that if you ſhould pleaſe to ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prove of my deſigns, I might be favoured againſt the hatred of <hi>Artaxus</hi> by the authority of <hi>Auguſtus:</hi> He expreſſes to me at this time the ſame affection as if I were the ſon of his Siſter <hi>Octavia,</hi> and that Princeſs loves me ſo well that ſhe will not refuſe to employ all her credit with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> to cauſe him to employ his with the King your brother, who, I know, conſiders him with ſuch grand reſpects, that he will hardly oppoſe his will, when it ſhall be declared in my favour; and I doubt not but at my ſupplication, and the humble requeſts of <hi>Octavio, Marcellus,</hi> and <hi>Livia</hi> her ſelf, he will preſs him to extinguiſh the memory of the injury he received from <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and particularly intereſs himſelf in ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taining that felicity for me which I may requeſt of him: The family of <hi>Anthony,</hi> though de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpoyled of the Empire, doth ſtill poſſeſs riches and dignities ſufficient to preſerve it from envying at the greateſt Princes of <hi>Aſia,</hi> and though I cannot offer you what you might expect from me whileſt <hi>Anthony</hi> continued in power, yet, if I may ſpeak it with modeſty, our alliance is not ſo contemptible, but that it may ſtill be preferred before all the Kings your neighbours.</q>
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               <p>Whileſt I ſpake in this manner, <hi>Artemiſa</hi> beheld me with great attention, and as my good fortune was, finding in me much more amiable parts than really they were, ſhe inſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly engaged her ſelf to wiſh me as much good as juſtly I could deſire: She found great pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bability in what I ſaid, and taking the word when I had done ſpeaking: <q>If you can, <hi>ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> either by the authority of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> which doubtleſs is able to do any thing with
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                     <hi>Artaxus,</hi> or by any other honourable ways make him approve of the deſign you have for me, you ſhall not find me oppoſite to your deſire; and I do ſo much eſteem your perſon, your birth, and thoſe dignities, which you ſtill may call your own, that I am not ſorry for any thing you have loſt by <hi>Anthony</hi>'s misfortune: you ſhall find me in this mind, as long as you ſhall continue in that you have expreſſed; but you muſt not dream of making any longer ſtay here; for beſides that without committing a real offence againſt my duty, I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not permit a diſguiſed perſon privately to continue with me, I ſhall be in a perpetual fear, both of the danger which threatens you, and the diſhonour I may receive upon that ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count; 'tis almoſt a miracle that you have continued ſo long here without being diſcover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed; and in fine, it will be impoſſible that you ſhould conceal your ſelf much longer from di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers perſons who have ſeen your face in <hi>Auguſtus</hi> his Court; you may retire your ſelf thither, and from thence you may make his power operate much more efficaciouſly, than at this di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance from him.</q>
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                  <hi>Madam,</hi> replyed I, with a ſigh, <hi>my parting from you will be almoſt unſupportable to me, but I muſt diſpoſe my ſelf to it ſince you deſire it, and the patience I have to engage the Emperor in pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miting my Fortune, will moderate as much as may be, the grief I ſhall have to leave you; I only de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire ſome few days, if it pleaſe you to grant them me, in which time I ſhall endeavour to reſolve upon a ſeparation which cannot happen upon my part without a ſtrange violence. This moment gives birth to my enjoyment of the ſupreme felicity you beſtow upon me, and you cannot take it from me the ſame day without ſome kind of inhumanity</hi>
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               <p>The Princeſs was about to anſwer me, when ſhe ſaw the King her Brother appear, and come to her in the ſame <hi>Alley</hi> with the principal perſons of the Court: I retired upon my own accord at his ſight, and not deſiring to preſent my ſelf before the King and thoſe that followed him but as rarely as I could, I turned through another <hi>Alley,</hi> and went out of the Garden, and at the Gate I found <hi>Narciſſus</hi> and my two Squires which at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended me.</p>
               <p>Hitherto all things had ſucceeded more happily than I dared to deſire, and I had all the reaſon that could be to be ſatisfied with my fortune; but mark the accident which befel me when I leaſt feared it, whereby our reſolutions were overthrown, and the Scene of our affairs was entirely changed.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Lucius Cepio,</hi> one of the moſt noble Knights of <hi>Rome,</hi> but the moſt inconſiderate and im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prudent man in the world, having been baniſhed from <hi>Rome</hi> a little before, and retiring him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf into ſome of the <hi>Aſiatick</hi> Provinces, was come to <hi>Artaxata,</hi> the evening before, without my knowing of it; he had already ſaluted the King, and was going to wait upon him in the Gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den where he was then walking, when by chance he met me in the Court of the Palace at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended by my three ſervants, and ſome other friends that I had acquired in that Court under the name of <hi>Alcippus, Cepio</hi> no ſooner ſaw me but he preſently knew me, and having no diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cretion himſelf, nor any knowledge of my affairs, running immediately to me with an inconſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derate action: <hi>O Gods,</hi> cryed he, <hi>what adventure is this, to find the Prince</hi> Alexander, <hi>to find the Son of</hi> Anthony <hi>in</hi> Artaxata! All the Court, as ordinarily it is, was full of perſons that walk<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed there; and they had no ſooner ſeen the action, and heard the exclamation of <hi>Cepio,</hi> but they all drew near us out of a deſire to learn ſome news: In the mean time I was ſurprized, that I could make <hi>Cepio</hi> no reply, and ſome perſons who came in with him, telling him that he was deceived, and that I could not poſſibly be the man he thought me to be: <q>What <hi>ſaid he to them,</hi> do you believe that I do not know <hi>Alexander,</hi> that I do not know the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom I have ſeen brought up from his cradle, and for whoſe abſence I have left at <hi>Rome</hi> the chiefeſt perſons of the Empire in diſquiet? With theſe words he drew near to ſalute me,</q> and I was ſo aſtoniſhed at this diſcourſe, and received his ſalutation without replying one word; beſides my ſilence, the changing of my coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance betrayed me, and there appeared at firſt ſo much trouble therein, that all the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons who took notice of it, did not doubt but that <hi>Cepio</hi> had ſpoken the truth; there were divers perſons there (as the greater number is inclined rather to miſchief than to goodneſs) which ran to the King to carry him this news, and he was informed from ſeveral mouths at the ſame time, that <hi>Alcippus,</hi> one of the Princeſſe's Domeſticks, was Prince <hi>Alexander</hi> the ſon of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> being ſurprized at this diſcourſe, though he gave but little credit to it, ſent part of his guard, commanding them to bring me into his preſence, and <hi>Cepio,</hi> who had diſcovered me, along with me: When they came to me I began to recover a little out of the aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment whereunto this adventure had caſt me; and when they commanded me to follow them, and go to the King along with them, I laid my hand upon the hilt of my ſword; but ſeeing my ſelf alone, and environed with ſuch a great number of armed men, I knew very well that my reſiſtance would be to no purpoſe; and ſo yielding to my fortue, I went back into the
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Garden with them, and marched towards the King, who being full of impatience at ſuch an ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cident, came to meet me: <hi>Cepio</hi> beginning then to underſtand the fault he had committed, was ſorry for it, and would have made his Apologie to me, which, inſtead of making ſome repara<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, quite ſpoiled all: I came before <hi>Artaxus</hi> and the Princeſs his ſiſter, who was then preſent with him; but if in the countenance of the brother I ſaw indignation painted out to the life, I beheld in the ſiſters face ſo many ſigns of aſtoniſhment and grief, that at this object of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure my courage almoſt failed me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> having divers times ſurveyed me from head to foot; <hi>Is it true,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that you are the ſon of</hi> Anthony? I continued at firſt unreſolved what anſwer I ſhould make him, en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavouring to read in the countenance of the Princeſs what her intention was; and in the mean while the King turning himſelf towards <hi>Cepio</hi> with a threatning action, demanded of him if I were not the ſon of <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> The imprudent <hi>Cepio,</hi> though ſorry for his fault, and couragious even to the exceſs of raſhneſs, yet being aſtoniſhed at the adventure, knew not what to reply, and therefore I ſaved him the labour; I was aſhamed that out of ſome ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearance of fear I had refuſed to ſpeak the truth at the firſt asking; and doubting that it might be drawn out of <hi>Cepio</hi>'s mouth, I deſired to prevent it, and did believe that I ought not to conceal my birth upon any conſideration whatſoever. Upon theſe thoughts, looking upon the King with an aſſured countenance; <hi>Ask not</hi> Cepio, ſaid I, <hi>that which I am ready to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſs to you, my birth is too noble to be diſavowed, 'tis certain my name is</hi> Alexander, <hi>and I am the ſon of</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> ſtept back a few paces at this diſcourſe, beholding me with eyes enflamed with fury, and after that, lifting them up on a ſudden towards heaven; <q>O <hi>Artibaſus, cry'd he,</hi> O deplorable Father of a Son, who was too weak to give thee ſuccour: If hitherto thy Manes have been unſatisfied with my cares, and if I have not been able to appeale them by part of that hateful blood, behold me now in a condition to ſacrifice to thee the moſt agreeable and moſt juſt victim that could ever be afforded to thee. <hi>And af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terwards turning himſelf towards me with an action full of terrour;</hi> I am ſorry, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that thou haſt but one life to ſatisfie; and if the Gods had beſtowed more upon thee, I might make a more agreeable ſacrifice of them to the ſoul of a King, whom againſt all manner of right thy Parents put to a cruel death; ſince it hath been the will of heaven that the cruel executioners of the greateſt King of <hi>Aſia</hi> ſhould eſcape my vengeance, but not from that of the Gods, who have brought them to an end ſuitable to their crimes, I will take ſuch as they pleaſe to ſend me, and will make ſuch an example of thee, as all the world ſhall take notice of.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> ſpake in this manner, but I was not at all intimidated by his threatnings, and without being troubled, I replyed: <q>
                     <hi>Artaxus</hi> I will not juſtifie nor excuſe my Parents actions before thee, if they cauſed thy Fathers death 'tis poſſible they were induced to it by ſome lawful occaſion: thou knoweſt I was then of an age that was capable to take little cognizance of it: but if, notwithſtanding I was abſolutely innocent of the diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure done thee, thou findeſt in me any matter to ſatiate the reſentments, follow the mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions wherewith they inſpire thee, and do not expect that I ſhould beg thee to reflect up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the birth of a man who is not born thy inferiour, or upon the viciſſitudes of fortune, which may yet throw thee into the power of my relations, as I am fallen into thine. Neither the conſideration of his birth, <hi>anſwered Artaxus;</hi> nor of the inconſtancy of for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune to which <hi>Cleopatra</hi> her ſelf was ſhortly after expoſed, could guard my Father from her cruelty, and when ſhe took off his head by the hand of an Executioner, ſhe had not the death of a Father to revenge as I have, nor the leaſt occaſion to violate upon his account what is due to the Perſons of Kings: when upon ſo juſt a motive of revenge, I ſhall do what ſhe did out of a baſe deſire to oblige the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> no Perſon will blame me, and thou art not innocent, becauſe thou art the Son of the murtherers of my Father: but to this reaſon, which might give thee a thouſand deaths, thou haſt added another, by continuing diſguiſed as thou haſt done in my Dominions, thou couldeſt not have continued concealed and unknown, as thou haſt done, in the Court and near the Perſon of thine Enemy upon any good motive: Tell us the occaſion of this brave deſign, and do not hide from us a truth that we ſhall force out of thy mouth, if thou doſt not make a voluntary confeſſion of it. I valued thy power too little; <hi>replyed I,</hi> to content thy curioſity out of fear of thy menaces, and though the occaſion which hath brought me into thy Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minions hath glory enough in it to juſtifie it to the World, thou ſhalt be the laſt to whom I will make confeſſion of it. Young man, <hi>replyed the King with a ſmile full of ſharp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs,</hi> we ſhall ſee if this reſolution will accompany thee to the laſt:</q> and then turning himſelf towards the Princeſs his Siſter who had hearkned to our Dialogue more like a dead than a living perſon, and by the divers changes of her countenance expreſſed a part of her
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thoughts: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> this <hi>Egyptian</hi> was not unknown to you, whom I ſuſpected at the firſt ſight, and whoſe part you took ſo earneſtly: If he had been known to me, <hi>anſwered the Princeſs,</hi> I ſhould not have permitted him to continue ſo long ſo near an Enemy, whoſe in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations I was acquainted with: If yours <hi>replyed the King,</hi> were ſuch as they ought to be, you would have a reſentment equal to mine againſt the murtherers of the King your Father, but you ſufficiently diſcover to me by your countenance, your diſcourſe &amp; your paſt actions, that inſtead of a juſt enemy, as you ought to be, <hi>Alexander</hi> hath found you a perſon more af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectionate than your duty did permit: 'tis you alone without doubt that have retained him with you, and this intelligence you hold with him is the effect of that amity you contracted with him whilſt your Father's head was cutting off.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words ſenſibly touched the Princeſs, but ſhe having a courage that could hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly diſſemble her thoughts, and believing it a baſeneſs upon this occaſion abſolutely to deny them, made no difficulty in part to diſcover them, and looking upon the King with a countenance void of fear, <q>I have contracted no amity with <hi>Alexander, anſwered ſhe,</hi> where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with I may fear to be reproached, and I call the Gods to witneſs that during his continu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance with me, I knew him for no other than <hi>Alcippus:</hi> but when I knew him to be <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der,</hi> the reſentments which are common to us both againſt the culpable, were not extend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to the innocent, and if upon my account he hath expoſed himſelf to the danger where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>into he is fallen, next to my honour I have nothing ſo dear that I would not have given to ſave him from it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> became almoſt mad at this diſcourſe of the Princeſs, and not being able to diſſem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble his rage: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> ſince you are ſo pitiful to your Enemies, you ſhall have mat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter enough ſhortly to exerciſe your compaſſion. Carry him to priſon, <hi>continued be, turning himſelf toward the principal Officers of his Guards, whom be called by their names,</hi> and upon pain of your Lives ſee that he be kept laden with Irons, till by a publick ſpectacle I make all <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia</hi> ſee their Kings revenge.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I did not vouchſafe a reply to theſe cruel words of the <hi>Armenian,</hi> and only caſting a look upon <hi>Artemiſa</hi> where by I declared as much as poſſibly I could, that I died for her without repugnance, I marched in the middle of the guards that environed me, towards the Priſon whither they conducted me. Thus as you ſee, I paſſed from felicity to danger in an inſtant, and that ſupreme happineſs to which <hi>Artemiſa</hi> ſome moments before had advanced me, ought to be counterbalanced by ſome misfortune; my projects hitherto had been crown<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with too proſperous ſucceſs, and this too great a calm was without doubt the preſage of a urious tempeſt.</p>
               <p>I was, according to the intention of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> really conducted into the common Priſon, and not into thoſe places of reſtraint for the cuſtody of Princes, or any perſons of a conſidera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble condition: and though out of the reſpect or pity of thoſe who had the command to do it, I was not loaden with Irons as he had ordered yet I was kept under ſo ſevere and ſtrict a guard, that all my liberty had no greater extent, than the limits of a Chamber ſtrongly grated with Iron; my two Squires came preſently to ſerve me in my impriſonment, but <hi>Narciſſus</hi> kept himſelf cloſe, both becauſe he was an <hi>Armenian</hi> and ſo would have been worſe uſed than ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants that were ſtrangers, and alſo becauſe being at liberty he continued in a condition to do me greater ſervices, than if he had been in priſon with me.</p>
               <p>I know not well, generous <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> how to expreſs to you what my thoughts were at that time; the fear of Death did not much intimidate me, and Heaven had given me cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage enough to meet it in all its moſt horrible appearances; but having at that time no misfortunes in my life, which might make me hate it, and on the contrary having ſeen my ſelf a few moments before in a moſt glorious condition, and the faireſt hopes in the world, I could not be deprived of them ſo ſuddenly without regret, nor change the favours of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> for a common priſon, from whence, according to <hi>Artaxus</hi> his threatnings, I could not hope to come but only to my death: Being young as I was: and in a flouriſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing condition of life, theſe thoughts were hard of digeſtion, and I could not think that poſſibly within a few days I ſhould loſe my head in publick, and draw the people of <hi>Armenia</hi> to the ſpectacle of my death, without loſing ſome part of my conſtancy, and yielding to ſomething that favoured of youth, and the infirmity of nature: but again, when I reflected upon the cauſe for which I ſuffered, and that I came to think that it was for <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s ſake only that I ſaw my ſelf expoſed to this danger, I found a ſweet conſola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion in that thought; I would ſuffer more yet for <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> ſaid I, if it were poſſible, and it ought to be indifferent to me which way I part with my life for her, which I have given her without condition.</p>
               <p>But if I were ſenſible of ſome grief which was almoſt entirely grounded upon the regret I had to quit <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> the Princeſs, as I have been informed ſince was ſo much afflicted at
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my misfortune, that ſhe could hardly bear it with any moderation; She loved me before this diſgrace, as well out of a remembrance of our former affections which continued deep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly engraved in her mind, as out of an acknowledgement which ſhe believed was due to what I had undertaken for her; but after the arrival of this unlucky accident, and that ſhe ſaw me fallen into great danger upon her occaſion, the moderate affection ſhe had for me before was changed into a violent paſſion, and as ſhe naturally had as generous inclinations as any perſon in the World, ſo ſhe believed her ſelf obliged not only to love me better than before, and to engage all her credit for my ſafety, but to periſh her ſelf if ſhe could not divert my deſtruction: No <hi>Leuoippe,</hi> ſaid ſhe, to that faithful Truſtee of her moſt ſecret thoughts, <hi>I make no difficulty to confeſs before thee, and will confeſs before the whole World, if need be, that now I love</hi> Alexander <hi>more than my ſelf, and that</hi> Artaxus <hi>could not redouble the affection I had for him with more violence than by the effects of his cruelty; one hour of impriſon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, one moment of danger hath gained more for</hi> Alexander, <hi>upon my ſpirit, than a year of ſervice could have done; and I cannot think that he is in priſon for love of me, and that for my love only he is poſſibly upon the point to ſatiate the rage of his enemy, without acknowledging by beſtowing my heart upon him, that I cannot pay him ſo much as a part of what I owe him: Let us diſpoſe our ſelves therefore to render him part of what he hath done for us, let us not permit our ſelves to be reproached, that, after we had drawn him into danger by our former amity, and the command we laid upon him in our infancy, we have baſely and ungratefully abandoned him, let us try all manner of ways for his ſafety, and if they be all unſucceſsful, let us periſh couragi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſly with him, and not dream of living without him, ſeeing we are not permitted to live with him as we had reſolved.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Upon this deſign ſhe began to ſet all manner of Engines at work for my ſafety, and the firſt thing ſhe did was to ſend her moſt faithful ſervants poſt to advertiſe <hi>Auguſtus</hi> of my misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, and to intereſs <hi>Octavia, Marcellus,</hi> and all my neareſt friends in procuring my liberty, and becauſe they were uncertain which way to take, becauſe of a rumour that had paſſed ſome days for current, that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was departed from <hi>Rome</hi> to make his progreſs through the Provinces of <hi>Aſia</hi> which are under the obedience of our Empire, ſhe ſent divers perſons ſeve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral ways with the like commiſſion; but this way to ſave me was too long, by reaſon of the haſt they made to frame my proceſs, and the Princeſs deſiring to eſſay all other means, gain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with all the addreſs ſhe could poſſibly, all thoſe of the <hi>Armenian Court</hi> that had the moſt power over the Kings inclinations to oblige them to ſweeten him and divert him from the fatal deſign he had againſt me; She endeavoured moſt of all to gain thoſe who had the charge of guarding me, working this effect by her careſſes to the chief of them, and her preſents to thoſe of inferiour condition. In all theſe buſineſſes ſhe made uſe of the addreſs and the fidelity of <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> whom ſhe had known a long time, and though he kept himſelf concealed part of the day, yet when he was in leſs danger of being diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered, he employed himſelf in thoſe commiſſions ſhe gave him, with wonderful care and affection.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Artaxus</hi> reſolved, or rather continued in the reſolution he had already taken to put me to death; and beſides his will was to an ignominy to the puniſhment, and to make the head of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s ſon to be publickly cut off by the hand of the Executioner, as by the command of that Queen, <hi>Artibaſus</hi> had received the like, or little different uſage in <hi>Alexander.</hi> He propoſed his deſign to ſome perſons of his councel not to govern himſelf by their advice, but to acquaint them with his will: the greateſt part of his Counſellors, ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther out of a repugnance which they really had againſt this cruelty, or out of reſpect of <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa,</hi> who had ſolicited them before in my behalf, endeavoured to divert him from this re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution, and repreſented to him that he would render himſelf odious to all the world by ſhedding innocent blood, and putting to death one of the greateſt Princes of the Univerſe for anothers fault, that he would put himſelf in danger to draw upon him many powerful enemies, and in particular, <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who, as they were informed, loved me and ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported me no leſs than thoſe who were neareſt to him, that he ought not to be too haſty in an action of this importance, which without doubt would cauſe a late and unprofitable re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pentance. They uſed many more arguments beſides, capable to divert him from his deſign, if he had heard them without paſſion: but he could hardly endure the diſcourſe, and looking with an evil eye upon thoſe who uttered it: <q>
                     <hi>There muſt be,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>other per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwaſions than yours, to make me change my reſolution,</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>and all the conſiderations upon earth will ſcarcely be able to do it: the judgements of my neighbours and of all the world beſides are all of ſmall importance to me, ſo I ſatisfie my ſelf, and they who ſhall underſtand that I have revenged the cruel injury done to our family by the blood of</hi> Anthony<hi>'s ſon, and appeaſed my Fathers Ghoſt which ſtill cries out againſt his murtherers, they will find leſs cruelty in that action, than pity and reſpect to the memory of my Father,</hi> Auguſtus <hi>himſelf cannot but approve</hi>
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                  <hi>of it, when he calls to mind that</hi> Artibaſus <hi>was his Ally, and that it was partly for his intereſts that his Enemies put him to death, and becauſe the ſollicitations of</hi> Alexander<hi>'s kindred may poſſibly oblige him to intercede for his ſafety, by the ſpeedines of the execution I will prevent the requeſt he may make upon that account, and I will not put my ſelf in danger, either to diſoblige</hi> Caeſar, <hi>by refuſing what he ſhall demand, or grant him a thing which no power but his, nor poſſibly his neither, ſhould ever obtain of me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In theſe terms he declared his intention, and the mean while to render himſelf the leſs odious to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> he was willing to obſerve ſome formality and ſhadow of juſtice in his re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge, and commanded they ſhould make my Proceſs not only as I was the Son of <hi>Anthony,</hi> but as an enemy who was come diſguiſed into his Court, and had continued there a great while with the deſigns againſt his State and life.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artemiſa</hi> hearing of this precipitation, was ſo troubled at it, that ſhe continued a long time not knowing what counſel to take, and after ſhe had in vain eſſayed to prevail with her bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther by their Prayers whom he loved beſt, ſhe reſolved to hazard her own, finding no re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugnance which might hinder her from rendring what ſhe thought was due to that ſhe lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved: She viſited the King in his Privy-Chamber, where ſhe had never been ſince the words he ſpake to her that day I was taken, and finding him in a condition to hearken to her; <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> though I have ſeemed, and perhaps may ſtill ſeem ſuſpicious to you, yet I will make no difficulty to implore your pity for <hi>Alexander</hi>'s ſafety, and to repreſent to you that he is ſo innocent of the injury we received from his relations, that you cannot lay the pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhment of it upon him, without making your ſelf to be accuſed of a vice, which eternal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly brands the memory of Kings. I obſerve ſuch ſtains in you, <hi>replyed the King, ſmartly inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupting her,</hi> that you will never waſh off whilſt you live; and if your intereſts, which ought to be the ſame with mine, were but as dear to you as the Enemy of your Family, you would abandon him without doubt, to wipe away our ſuſpicions; If he were innocent in <hi>Alexandria</hi> he is not ſo in <hi>Artaxata,</hi> and it is a crime great enough in him to fix his love in a Family, where he ought to expect nothing but hatred. Sir, <hi>anſwered the Princeſs,</hi> I will confeſs whatſoever you ſhall pleaſe to accuſe me of, and if this confeſſion may any way con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce to Prince <hi>Alexander</hi>'s ſafety; I will confeſs, Sir, that I love him more than my ſelf, I am poſſibly ſo much obliged to him, that I may make this acknowledgment without fear of be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing blamed, but all the affection I ever had for him could never draw me from the ſubmiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion I owe to your pleaſure, and the Gods are my witneſſes that I never had a thought to engage my ſelf to any perſon but by your command: O Gods, <hi>cry'd Artaxus, ſtopping two or three paces back,</hi> what is this I here! what <hi>Artemiſa</hi> do you confeſs without bluſhing that you love <hi>Alexander?</hi> I do love him, Sir, <hi>replyed the Couragious Princeſs,</hi> and if my affection could have made me bluſh at the confeſſion of it, I ſhould never have loved him: I owe ſo much to the former compaſſion he had of our misfortune to the memory of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> which he hath ſo dearly preſerved, and to the danger whereinto he is come to throw him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf for love of me, that except I were inſenſible to all things, I cannot be ſo to his affection: yet the Gods know, and I proteſt to you before them, that he always paſſed for <hi>Alcippus</hi> in my thoughts as well as in yours, and after I knew him to be <hi>Alexander</hi> I never ſpake to him but only that day he was taken, and the end of my diſcourſe then was only to command him to retire; the intereſt I have in his misfortune, as being the ſole cauſe of it, tenders me paſſionate for his ſafety, and makes me hope I ſhall obtain it of your Majeſty if you render <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s welfare. I loved <hi>Artemiſa, anſwered the barbarous Prince,</hi> as long as ſhe was wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of my friendſhip; but now that ſhe prefers the amity of my enemy before mine, I cannot look upon her but as my enemy.</q>
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               <p>With theſe words he left her without any farther hearkning to her, and went into a cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber by, leaving her full of confuſion and mortally afflicted; her grief was obſerved in her countenance by all thoſe who ſaw her retire to her apartment, and when ſhe was at liberty to expreſs it, ſhe did it in ſuch a manner as made all her maids that were near her melt into tears of compaſſion: <q>Cruel man, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> thou needeſt pronounce but one ſentence to rid thy ſelf of two enemies at once, and at one blow thou wilt finiſh the deſtiny of the Son of <hi>Antho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny</hi> and the Daughter of <hi>Artibaſus:</hi> that heart of thine which is unacceſſible to pity, may ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiate it ſelf with a more entire revenge by deſtroying together with <hi>Alexander</hi> that which he loves better than himſelf, and thy zeal will appear much greater in revenging our father's death, when in ſhedding a ſtrangers bloud thou haſt not ſpared thine own. She ſpent part of the day in theſe complaints, and in the evening <hi>Narciſſus</hi> having ſent her word by <hi>Leucippe,</hi> that he had prevailed with one of my Keepers, and if ſhe had any thing to impart to me ſhe might do it with confidence, ſhe joyfully embraced the opportunity of writing to me what was upon her heart.</q>
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               <p>In the mean time if I were afflicted, and ſuffered much in my impriſonment, it was more
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than any thing elſe, for the diſpleaſure I had, neither to ſee, nor to hear from her: my two Squires were permitted to ſerve me in the priſon, but they had not the liberty to go out, and <hi>Narciſſus</hi> who without had not permiſſion to ſee me, neither did he dare to appear there for fear of being ſurprized, and ſo made unſerviceable to me: Being ignorant as I was of all that paſſed, I knew not yet whether I ought to complain of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> or commend her, and I had ſo little confidence in, and acquaintance with thoſe that guarded me, that I would never ask them any thing upon that account.</p>
               <p>One day having ſome thoughts that I was not beloved by <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and being more ſad than ordinary, the Gods ſent me ſome comfort, and one of my Keepers coming neer the bed whereupon I then lay, and ſeigning to ſtoop down to take up ſomething that he had let fall on purpoſe: <q>
                     <hi>Sir, ſaid he to me ſoftly,</hi> confide in me, if you pleaſe, I deſire to ſerve you, and for a beginning ſee what <hi>Narciſsus</hi> hath ſent.</q> With theſe words he ſtretched forth his arm a little, and let fall a paper upon my bed: I immediately clapt my hand upon it, and with my other laying hold of Souldiers arm, <q>Friend, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I will not be unthankful for thy good office.</q> I could not look upon the Letter preſently for fear of making the Souldier ſuſpected, but a little after cauſing <hi>Tidus</hi> to bring a light, and drawing the paper from under my cloaths, as if I had had it a long while, I opened it and found theſe words written with <hi>Artemisa</hi>'s own hand.</p>
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                        <hi>Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa <hi>to the Prince</hi> Alexander.</head>
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                        <q>THEY would not have me ſee you, they would not have me ſpeak for you, they would not have me love you; they may hinder me from the ſight of you, they may prohibite me to ſpeak to you: but my dear <hi>Alexander</hi> they cannot hinder me from loving you, this declaration is very free, but poſſibly the condition to which my love hath reduced you may warrant me to do it; and I will add this too, that my deſtiny ſhall be the ſame with yours, and <hi>Artaxus</hi> ſhall execute nothing againſt you which ſhall not be equally fatal to <hi>Artemiſa;</hi> I will try all means to deſtroy your liberty, and if all things fail me upon that deſign, you ſhall ſee me run the hazard of your fortune without repugnance: Receive, my dear <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der,</hi> the aſſurance I give you of it, and expect whatever may be done by her who will under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>take all things for you as cordially as for her ſelf.</q>
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               <p>O Gods! what ſweet conſolation did I receive at the reading of that Letter, and with what tranſports did I behold the dear marks of the remembrance and affection of my Princeſs? the acknowledgement only due to ſo great a goodneſs might have produced puiſſant effects in a ſoul prepoſſeſſed but with a ſlight paſſion, but in mine that was all on fire, and inflamed with love, this knowledge could not find place, without bringing a ſatisfaction along with it that made me cheriſh my pains, and rendred me more glorious in my impriſonment and ſufferings, than other perſons would have been in the moſt ſublime and illuſtrious fortune: <hi>Let us not complain any longer,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>of our deſtiny, and ſince my adorable Princeſs ſo ſweetly aſſiſts us in ſupporting our captivity, let us prefer it before the moſt abſolute liberty, and never deſire an end of it, ſeeing by that means we receive ſo precious an aſſurance of our happineſs: Ah!</hi> Artemiſa <hi>a thouſand times more generous, than your brother is inhumane, by what proofs of love, or by what ſervices can I have merited this paſſion which you expreſs for my intereſts? and what blood can I ſhed by the cruel orders of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>which can acquit me from ſo dear and preſſing an obligation? but though, to acquit my ſelf to my Princeſs I ſhould willingly die her ſervant, and be totally hers even to death, when will it be in my power to diſengage my ſelf?</hi> Upon theſe thoughts I caſt mine eyes once more upon the Letters, and finding occaſion in every word to out-brave fortune, and to diſpiſe my diſgraces, I read it over again with an action wholly conformable to the raviſhment of my ſoul, After I had beſtowed ſome hours upon this employment, I thought of writing an anſwer; there was no body hindred me from writing, and I might do it upon pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence of eaſing my thoughts upon the paper; but if my keepers had known that I had ſeal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed delivered my Letters, they would either have been read or carried to the King: I had need therefore to make uſe of the ſame ſecrecy to deliver mine, as was obſerved to give me <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa</hi>'s Letter, and in the mean time having called for paper to divert my ſelf in writing ſomewhat, as I ſaid, I made the Princeſs this anſwer.</p>
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                        <q>MY Enemies may exerciſe all the cruelty againſt me, that their reſentments can inſpire them with, and I defie them to render the ill they intend me equal to the leaſt part of the felicity you have beſtowed upon me: I only conjure you, my divine Princeſs, that you would be pleaſed to moderate it a little, ſince the value of a thouſand ſuch lives as mine is
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too much below your generous ſentiments; The Gods preſerve me from the diſpleaſures of ſeeing you inveloped in my diſgrace, and let them make me the object of their moſt formi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dable vengeance, rather than permit you to participate of my misfortunes; they have loſt that name ſince they have cauſed your pity, and I deſire that you would be pleaſed not to complain of them, ſince by them I am exalted to the moſt ſublime fortune that ever I could aſpire to.</q>
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               <p>After I had written this Letter, I cloſed it, without folding it up, as if it had been ſome other thing, and in the evening, when no body could dream of it, I delivered it to my Keeper almoſt in the ſame faſhion as I had received mine, and with a Jewel of good value to oblige him to perſevere in his good offices: by his means I received ſome other Letters which af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forded me all the conſolation in my diſpleaſures that I could deſire, but it was impoſſible for me to have a ſight of the Princeſs, though ſhe expreſſed a great deſire of it on her part, and the two Commanders to whoſe cuſtody I was committed, being ſtern and inexorable men, executed their Maſters will with ſuch a ſeverity as they could not be taken off from, by any entreaty or conſideration whatſoever.</p>
               <p>One day having ſome talk with the more bruitiſh of the two, who was called <hi>Eurilochus</hi> after ſome diſcourſe, wherein he had ſufficiently diſcovered his rude and ſavage humour to me: <q>I know not, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> why the King ſpins out the time of my impriſonment ſo long, I think he might do well to give me ſpeedily either death or liberty,</q> 
                  <q>As for liberty; <hi>reply<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed Eurilochus,</hi> I believe you have no cauſe to hope for it, and as for death, I ſhould think you might wait his leiſure, who hath the power over your life.</q> 
                  <hi>This uncivil and cruel anſwer provoking me againſt him who gave it me:</hi> 
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                     <hi>Artaxus</hi> hath this power, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> becauſe I have given it him my ſelf, and if I had preferred my life before what I ſought for in his Domini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, both he, and all <hi>Armenia</hi> beſides, had been too weak to reduce the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> under his power, who hath often ſeen as high born Princes as <hi>Artaxus</hi> is attending upon him. That time is paſt with you, <hi>ſaid the inſolent Eurilochus,</hi> and ſince fortune hath now ſubmitted you to thoſe who heretofore attended upon you, you muſt do by them as they did once by you, and expect your deſtiny from their will, as they expected and received from <hi>Anthony</hi>'s.</q>
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               <p>Theſe words full of Pride and reproach, put me into ſuch choler againſt him that ſpake them, that I could not diſſemble, but looking upon him with an eye full of diſdain and indignation both together; <hi>'Tis thy intereſt,</hi> ſaid I to him, <hi>to oppoſe my liberty, and if it pleaſed the Gods that we were in another condition, aſsure thy ſelf thy life ſhould pay for thy inſolence. Eurilochus,</hi> though he was in a condition not to fear my threatnings, looked pale at this diſcourſe, and ſeeing ſomething in my face, which in ſpight of the condition wherein I then was, forced him to ſome reſpect, he held down his head and turned himſelf another way without reply.</p>
               <p>After that day, I had no more converſation either with him or his companion, but I en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertained my ſelf only with my two faithful ſervants, who were acquainted with the whole ſecret of my life, and ſometimes, when I could by ſtealth, with the Keeper, that brought me the Princeſſe's Letters.</p>
               <p>In fine, after ſome ſcurvy formalities that <hi>Artaxus</hi> made uſe of in his proceedings, by his cruel orders I was condemned to loſe my head upon a ſcaffold in the great place of <hi>Artaxata;</hi> the rumour of it preſently ſpread it ſelf through the whole City, but I aſſure my ſelf that the moſt pitileſs of the inhabitants did not approve that cruelty. <hi>Cepio,</hi> by whoſe imprudence I was reduced to this condition, who ſince that time had not ſtirred from <hi>Artaxata,</hi> was one of the firſt that heard that news: He almoſt died with grief, when he conſidered himſelf as the cauſe of my misfortune, and the only cauſe of his ſtay in the <hi>Armenian</hi> Court was to ſeek ſome occaſion to make ſome reparation for the fault he had committed. When he un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtood the cruel ſentence paſſed againſt me, he went boldly to preſent himſelf before <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taxus,</hi> and without fear of the danger he might incur by provoking him:<q>King of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia, ſaid he,</hi> I underſtand that you have condemned the Son of <hi>Antony</hi> to a ſhameful death, but take good heed how you execute that ſentence which will be your ruine, and give no way to the death of that Prince, except you deſire to ſee the deſtruction of your People, and the abſolute deſolation of your Dominions. And who ſhall lay deſolate my Dominions, <hi>replyed the King of</hi> Armenia <hi>with a ſcornful look,</hi> who ſhall ruine my people and execute thy threats? <hi>Auguſtus anſwered Cepio,</hi> and all the principal perſons of <hi>Rome,</hi> who either by blood or friendſhip have intereſt in <hi>Alexander,</hi> the whole Empire, the whole World, will arm with them for the revenge of that Prince; and you will ſee ſuch powers fall upon you, upon this quarrel, as will infallibly ruine you. <hi>Auguſtus, replyed Artaxus,</hi> ought rather to be a friend to me, than to the ſon of his enemy, and the remainders of the blood of <hi>Anthony</hi> will not be more conſiderable to him, than the
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                     <hi>Auguſtus</hi> be diſ-intereſſed, as without doubt he is, I do not much value the reſt, and to thoſe powers thou talkeſt of I ſhall oppoſe others that ſhall protect me from the effect of thy menaces: but let what will happen, the Son of <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra</hi> ſhall die to morrow, and thou ſhalt have thy part in the ſpectacle if thou haſt a mind to it, in the publique place: Yes <hi>bluntly replyed Cepio,</hi> I will have my ſhare in the Spectacle, and ſeeing the young Prince is fallen into this misfortune by my imprudence, I will hazard my deareſt blood in endeavouring the reparation of my fault.</q> With theſe words he went from the King who had left hearkning to him before, and would not have ſuffered him to have ſaid ſo much, if thoſe about him had not perſwaded him to give way a little to the humour of this hair-brain'd man.</p>
               <p>In the mean while the Princeſs no ſooner underſtood that the ſentence of my death was paſſed, and that I was to die the next day without delay, but ſhe flew out of her chamber tranſported with grief, with an intention to make uſe of the laſt remedies that were left her: As ſhe was going to the King, ſhe found him upon the top of the ſtairs, and ſhe no ſooner ſaw him, but running to him with an action full of the marks of her grief, and caſting her ſelf at his knees, which ſhe embraced, and moiſtened with her tears: <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>once my brother full of tenderneſs and affection, and now a King in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>acceſſible to pity, either command my life to be taken away in your preſence, or give me</hi> Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der<hi>'s.</hi> The barbarous King was not at all moved to compaſſion at this ſpectacle, but rude<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſnatching himſelf out of his Siſters arms; <hi>Die if thou wilt,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>woman without reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment or honour, and believe that in the diſ-eſteem thou haſt cauſed me to have of thee, I ſhall be ſo far from giving thee</hi> Alexander<hi>'s life, that I would not give the life of the leaſt of my enemies to ſave thine.</hi>
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               <p>With theſe words he flung away without ſo much as looking upon her more, and the Princeſs riſing up full of grief and deſpair; <hi>Yes Monſter,</hi> cryed ſhe, <hi>I will die, and death will be a thouſand times more ſweet to me, than the life I can lead with a Tiger and a Barbarian; I will die, ſeeing thou wouldeſt have it ſo, but by my death I will furniſh thee with revenging furies which ſhall eternally torment thee.</hi> At theſe expreſſions breaking out a freſh into tears, and being in a condition that imprinted a tender compaſſion in all that were preſent at this action, ſhe ran to her appartment where ſhe threw her ſelf be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween the arms of <hi>Leucippe</hi> and the reſt of her women, and was ready to expire there through the violence of her grief: <hi>What</hi> Alexander, ſaid ſhe, <hi>ſhalt thou die, and ſhall this unfortunate creature, for whom thou haſt expoſed thy ſelf with ſo much love, not have the credit with a brother to divert the inhumane inſtrument of death from thy head? Doth this day onely remain to thee of that life which thou hadſt ſo generouſly beſtowed upon me, and ſhall I behold the bloody preparatives of thy death without preventing it? Ah no,</hi> Alexander, <hi>hope better of my courage, and do not ſuſpect me of a baſeneſs whereof I am not capable: I might poſſibly have lived, or lingred out a few days in grief, if any other kind of death had ſeparated us, but dying here, and dying only for my ſake, who wert always faithful to me ſince our firſt acquaintance, I am engaged both by my affection, and by my honor, to bear thee company, it ſhall never be laid as a reproach upon me that I drew thee hither, by the command I did once lay upon thee, to ſacrifice thee in our Country to the paſſion of an inhumane brother; and</hi> Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra, <hi>that</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>which by her cruelty authorized</hi> Artaxu<hi>'s, ſhall never accuſe me amongſt the ſhades below for approving, againſt her blood, of the revenging of the injury which ſhe did to our fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mily.</hi> She ſpake ſome other words beſides, after which having employed all the reſt of the day almoſt, in ſeeking unprofitably for ſome expedients for my aſſiſtance, at laſt ſhe abandoned her ſelf to deſperate reſolutions.</p>
               <p>All this while I was in priſon, where about the end of the day my ſentence was pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nounced to me, and I was advertiſed to prepare my ſelf for death: the terrible coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenances of thoſe that brought me this news could not refrain from ſhewing ſome ſigns of compaſſion, and according to their report they found ſomething extraordinary in my face which made them regret my deſtiny: I will not tell you that I received this ſad intelligence without being troubled at it, and whatſoever courage Heaven beſtows upon a man, when his mind is not prepoſſeſſed with deſpair, it is a difficult thing for him to endure the face of an horrible and ſhameful death, without aſtoniſhment and trouble: I was young, and more happy in the affection of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> than I had confidence to wiſh, and in a likelyhood to improve my life to the beſt advantages, theſe reaſons without doubt made me find death of a more hard digeſtion, than uſually it is to thoſe whoſe misfortunes ſmooth the face of it; I confeſs I was troubled, and that I had a combat with nature; wherein reaſon at firſt did not pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vail without ſome difficulty, and I could not diſpoſe my ſelf without regret to abandon my hopes: but yet after I had yielded a little to humane frailty, I was ſooner reſolved than ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny perſons very timorous would have been, and at laſt I made uſe of my courage to let my
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enemies know that all the ill they could do me was not capable to caſt me down, After I began to ſpeak: <q>O <hi>Cleopatra, ſaid I,</hi> 'tis juſt that ſince I have received my life from you, I ſhould render it back for the reparation of your faults:</q> And afterwards turning my ſelf towards them that had brought me news of my death; <q>
                     <hi>Artaxus, ſaid I,</hi> doth very vigorouſly revenge the death of his father, and hath taken a great deal of pains, and run a great many hazards for his own ſatisfaction; but tell him that he ſhould have taken his courſe by way of arms both againſt <hi>Anthony,</hi> and the deceaſed King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> for the liberty or the revenge of his Father, and that this which he now takes upon me, can neither repair the baſeneſs he hath committed in ſuffering this injury for the time paſt, nor give me ſo much regret for my death, as to oblige me to be beholding to him for my life, if he ſhould be in the humour to give it me: yet let him know that his cruelty ſhall not remain unpuniſhed, and that, I ſhall leave perſons behind me, who ſhall more nobly and more generouſly call him to accompt for this offence.</q> I ſent them back with theſe words, and ſtaying with thoſe of my ordinary guard I began by little to ſurmount all the difficulties that I found in this paſſage.</p>
               <p>Night was come on, when the Keeper that was wont to give me <hi>Artemiſa's</hi> Letters by the means he was accuſtomed to uſe, preſented me with the laſt which ſhe had written an hour before, and with the Letter he gave me a little Veſſel wrapped up in a paper; the little ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſity I had at that time to diſſemble my affairs made be preſently open the Letter, and at the ſight of thoſe dear Characters which I immediately kiſſed, not being able to forbear ſome tears: <q>O <hi>Artemiſa, ſaid I,</hi> 'tis juſt that your goodneſs ſhould continue as long as my life, but after my death wiſh you a repoſe which may never be croſſed by any remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of <hi>Alexander;</hi>
                  </q> and after I had given ſome kiſſes more to this precious writing, I read theſe words.</p>
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                        <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa <hi>to Prince</hi> Alexander.</head>
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                        <q>YOu muſt die, my dear <hi>Alexander,</hi> and I would not ſend you this news but that I am reſolved to die with you: all my hopes are extinguiſhed; <hi>Artaxus</hi> is inexorable, and I ſee my ſelf at laſt reduced to that deplorable condition I ſo much feared: Let us die ſince Heaven hath ſo decreed it, but let us not ſuffer <hi>Artaxus,</hi> and the People of <hi>Armenia,</hi> to glut their eyes with the cruel ſpectacle: By this poiſon that I ſend you, you may avoid the ſhame they intend you, and I have kept as much for my ſelf to avoid the ſhame I ſhould have to ſurvive you; Adieu my dear <hi>Alexander,</hi> and if by my death I do not acquit my ſelf of what I owe to yours, let your affection ſupply that defect, and believe that if my life were far more precious I ſhould have given it you with all my heart.</q>
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               <p>There was hardly any need either of dagger or poiſon to take away my life at the reading of this Letter, and I was ſo ſtruck to the heart that grief alone wanted but a little of imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diately contenting the rage of my Enemies, theſe laſt teſtimonies of <hi>Artemiſa's</hi> unmoveable affection rendred me the moſt happy of men; but they made me find ſome regret too in my death<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> which without doubt I ſhould not have done, if ſhe had not loved me, and ſeeing her, as ſhe ſent me word, in a reſolution to die, I was ſeaſed with ſo violent a diſpleaſure at it, that there was no room for comfort in my ſoul: I took the Veſſel wherein the poiſon ſhe ſent me was, and delivered it to <hi>Tideus</hi> to prepare it in a potion, receiving this preſent from <hi>Artemiſa</hi> with a great deal of ſatisfaction, as likely to free me from the ſhame wherein a great part of the puniſhment to which I was deſtinied, did conſiſt: After I had ſufficiently tormented my ſelf at the Princeſſes deſign, wherein I found ſufficient reaſon to die deſperate, if I ſhould not divert her from it, I deſired to give her the laſt aſſurances of my fidelity in a Letter which I wrote unto her in theſe terms.</p>
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                        <hi>Prince</hi> Alexander <hi>to the Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa.</head>
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                        <q>I Am ready to die, my dear Princeſs, and I part from this life without any other re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gret, than of quitting you for ever: I ſhall die but half if you preſerve that part of me, which I leave you, and death it ſelf cannot take from you: but I ſhall die twice, and the moſt cruel death that can be imagined, if you ſuffer me to part in that fear whereinto your fatal reſolution hath put me: I have dearly received the preſent you ſent me, but I conjure to employ the remainder for other uſes, than for the deſtruction of the moſt perfect Maſter piece of the Gods; a loſs ſo inconſiderable as mine ſhould not give a Princeſs of your quality occaſions of deſpair, and you cannot conceive a thought of it without rendring my end full of horrour, and giving me greater reſentments againſt your
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cruelty, than againſt that of the King your brother: Live then to reſerve your ſelf for a better fortune, and live that you may let me live ſtill in your memory; if I could obtain this aſſurance of you before my death, I ſhould receive it with ſuch ſatisfaction as without doubt would deprive <hi>Artaxus</hi> of a great part of his revenge, and in hope not to find you inexorable to this my laſt ſupplication, I likewiſe make this my laſt proteſtation before you and the Gods not only that I die yours, but that death it ſelf is not capable to take <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ander</hi> from you.</q>
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               <p>It was much eaſier for me to deliver this Letter to my Keeper than at other times, and this laſt night my enemies were pleaſed to expreſs a little more complaiſance to me than before. After this, being deſirous to put all things in order, I divided ſome Jewels I had between my two Squires, and commanded them to give <hi>Narciſſus</hi> a ſhare, and to ſignifie to him how ſenſible I was of his fidelity; but they melted into tears at this diſcourſe, and made it appear to me by their actions, that they were in a bad capacity to take notice of the orders I gave them. There was nothing in the priſon but horror and dreadful ſilence, and the greateſt part of the night being paſt, a little before day I called to <hi>Tydeus</hi> for the poyſon I had given him, which he had already prepared for me in a potion: <hi>Tydeus</hi> made ſome difficulty at the firſt to do it, telling me I ought not to take it but in caſe of extremi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and there might ſome change happen in the King of <hi>Armenia's</hi> mind, or in my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition by ſome accidents which might free me from the danger I was in; but having con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vinced him that theſe were ridiculous, and that if I ſhould defer any longer to ſerve my ſelf with this remedy, it would not have done its execution within the time prefixed, and ſo would prove uſeleſs as to the deſign I had to avoid a ſhameful death by its aſſiſtance, he diſpoſed himſelf at laſt to obey me, and went to fetch the veſſel, which he preſented to me with a trembling hand. They which ſaw this action, believing that he brought me ſomething to drink, as he was often uſed to do, did not oppoſe it, but whether it were out of <hi>Tydeus</hi> his fear, or ſome deſign he had, when I reached out my hand to take the Cup, he let it go too ſoon, and either by his fault or mine it ſlipt from us both, and fell upon the floor, where all the Liquor was ſpilt.</p>
               <p>This accident cauſed me a ſenſible diſpleaſure, but being upon terms to ſupport any thing from my fortune, I ſtifled my reſentment, and lifting up my eyes to heaven, <q>'Tis juſt, <hi>cryed I,</hi> that my deſtiny ſhould be punctually accompliſhed, and the puniſhment of the blood of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> would not be perfect, if I ſhould die any other kind of death than <hi>Artibaſus</hi> did.</q>
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               <p>With theſe words reſigning my ſelf to the will of the Gods, without reaſoning the caſe any farther, I threw my ſelf upon my bed, either to get a little ſleep, or to expect my death without troubling my ſelf any farther. I confeſs that death preſenting it ſelf to my eyes in all its moſt horrible forms, did not permit me to ſleep, and though poſſibly I ſhould not ſo much have feared its approach, if it had been preſented to me in a Battel, or upon ſome oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion where I might have diſputed it with my Arms, or received it with glory, yet I could not think that within a few hours in the ſight of the people of <hi>Armenia</hi> I ſhould loſe my head upon a Scaffold by an infamous hand, without finding a great repugnance in my nature a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt that kind of death: At laſt the darkneſs which augmented the horror of my condition vaniſhed, and the Sun began to give light to that day which was deſtined to be the laſt of my Life.</p>
               <p>At day-break, the place where I was to dye was full of company, all the windows were taken up, and the people of <hi>Armenia</hi> accounting it a very extraordinary thing to ſee the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> dye in publick, ran together in heaps to be preſent at that action. My Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies to give ſome formality of honour to my birth, had cauſed the door of my priſon, the Scaffold where I was to loſe my life, and ſome other places where I was to paſs, to be hung with black. I had already taken all the reſolution that was neceſſary for me to go to dye, without ſhewing any tokens of weakneſs, and in expectation of my laſt hour, I paſſed the beginning of the day with ſome impatience. At laſt it came, to hold you no longer in ſuſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penſe, and the cruel Miniſters of <hi>Artaxus</hi> came to conduct me to my death; <hi>Eurilochus</hi> and <hi>Elpenor,</hi> the two chief of thoſe that guarded me, were in the head of them, and I ſaw them no ſooner appear, but advancing towards them: <q>Behold the day, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that frees me from your cruelties, let us go <hi>Eurilochus,</hi> let us go <hi>Elpenor,</hi> I am prepared to dye for <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and if the inhumanity of <hi>Artaxus</hi> hath nothing for me more terrible than death, he is too weak to terrifie.</q> 
                  <hi>Eurilochus</hi> having acquainted me in a few words that it was time to go, cauſed a man to come to me with a cord to tye my hands: This indignity moved me, and turning my ſelf towards <hi>Eurilochus: What,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>will they add this ignominy too to the death of</hi> Anthony<hi>'s Son?</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> replyed <hi>Eurilochus,</hi> was loaden with Irons, and the King uſes you more gently than his Father was uſed by your Relations:</q> I ſaw well enough it was
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                  <hi>to no purpoſe to oppoſe a thing which they would doin ſpight of me, in the weak condition I was, and not being willing to offer at ſuch actions as poſſibly might be imputed to want of courage, I moderated my choler, and ſtretching forth my hands to him that held the cord: Do,</hi> ſaid I to Eu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rilochus, <hi>cauſe theſe Princes hands to be bound, whom thou uſeſt unworthily to the very death, and do not ſuffer them to be free, if thou deſireſt to avoid that death which yet they may give thee. Eurilochus</hi> did what I ſaid to him without any reply, and when I ſaw my ſelf tyed, I was a little moved with ſhame, which ſent up a bluſh into my face: I turned my ſelf then to my Squires, who lying at my feet, bathed them with a ſtream of Tears, and endeavouring to oblige them to ſome conſtancy by the expreſſions of mine. <hi>Go my Friends,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>ſupport your deſtiny with patience, and expect from my Brother and the Princeſs</hi> Octavia <hi>the recompence which I am not able to give you for your good ſervices: tell them I do not deſire them to revenge my death, if</hi> Artemiſa <hi>diſapproves of any thing that may be done againſt her Brother: but if the Princeſs abandons his intereſts, I deſire of my kindred, and of</hi> Caeſar <hi>the ruine of this barbarous King, who revenges injuries upon the innocent, and lets thoſe that are culpable alone.</hi>
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               <p>I ſaw divers of thoſe that guarded me weep at this diſcourſe, and turning my ſelf to the Commander, I bad them ſhew me the way I was to go, they conducted me out of my Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber amongſt a great number of Javelins, and having paſſed the ſtairs I found at the gate a Chariot covered with black which waited for me, and in that I was mounted to march to the great place, I was followed and environed with a great number of men both on foot and on horſeback, and in this manner I advanced into the ſtreets, where by reaſon of the throng of People we could paſs but very ſlowly: there were few perſons amongſt thoſe that met me in my paſſing, but ſhewed divers ſigns of compaſſion, and highly blamed the cruelty of their King: ſome ſpake in pity of my youth wherein they ſaw me cruelly ſnatched from the fai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſt hopes: others pauſed upon ſomething of gallantry that they ſaw in my face, and the greateſt part reflected upon my birth and the inconſtancies of fortune, which from the height wherein I had been formerly ſeen had thrown me down into ſo extraordinary a mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortune.</p>
               <p>We arrived at laſt at the place where I ſaw the fatal ſcaffold erected, and the preſs was ſo great that we could not get thither without a great deal of trouble: I lighted from the Chariot, and mounted upon the ſcaffold with a very aſſured countenance, to ſhew my ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies that the fear of death had not much ſtaggered me, and when I was at the fatal place where I was to loſe my life, I walked a little and turned my eyes on every ſide upon the ſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders by, who had filled all the place and windows adjoining, I looked upon them a while without ſpeaking, and then on a ſudden addreſſing my diſcourſe to thoſe which were neer enough to underſtand me: <q>Armenians, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> ſince it is the deſtiny of the innocent to ſuffer for the culpable, I believe you will one day undergo the puniſhment of your Kings cruelty, as I am expoſed to the reſentments he might juſtly conceive againſt my relation: you may poſſibly ſee your blood ſhed in his quarrel as I am upon the point of giving mine for <hi>Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra:</hi> I do not wiſh this to you, nor to <hi>Artaxus</hi> himſelf, becauſe, as unworthy as he is, he is the Brother of the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa:</hi> but I very well foreſee that the cruelty of your Prince will not remain unpuniſhed, and I adviſe you his people and ſubjects, either to arm your ſelves for his defence, or to quit his party.</q> Theſe words were heard by <hi>Artaxus</hi> himſelf, who out of an horrible baſeneſs, had placed himſelf in an houſe adjoyning, and from behind a glaſs window ſaw all that paſſed in the place.</p>
               <p>The infamous Miniſters of my death were already upon the Scaffold, and the chief of them coming to me, told me that it was time for him to do his duty, and prayed me to let him bind my eyes with a cloath he had for that purpoſe; <q>Friend, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> I am not ſo much afraid of death, that I cannot ſee its approach without being frighted at it, I will receive it with my eyes open, without putting thee to the trouble of cloſing them before death does it.</q> After theſe words, diſpoſing my ſelf to take my laſt farewell. <q>O <hi>Artemiſa, ſaid I,</hi> I give you my life as willingly as you will beſtow ſome tears upon my death.</q> Theſe words were followed with a mournful murmur of the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt part of the ſtanders by; and immediately after putting my ſelf into a poſture to receive the fatal blow, I commanded the Executioner to do his duty, and ſtretched out my neck under the inſtrument of death, which he lifted up into the aire to ſeparate my head from my body.</p>
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                  <q>O Gods! <hi>cryed Caeſario, at this part of Alexander's Narration,</hi> O Gods, is it poſſible that you ſhould eſcape death after you were reduced to ſuch great extremities, and that fortune which had brought you to ſo near a precipeice, ſhould be ready to ſuccour you in ſuch a deſperate condition?</q> 
                  <q>You ſhall hear, <hi>replyed Alexander,</hi> a very ſtrange event, and I am about to tell you of an action that can hardly be parallel'd by all antiquity.</q>
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Divers attributed it to folly, others to a real and uncommon generoſity, and it is to that vertue, that in memory of him who did it for my ſake, I will abſolutely impute it, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtead of robbing him of a glory which is due to him, which in ages to come they cannot de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prive him of.</p>
               <p>My neck, as I told you, was ſtretched out, and the Executioner had already lifted up his arm to give the fatal Blow, when he was ſtopped by a voice which cryed out, Hold, two or three times: He ſtopt his hand which he had advanced, believing it was ſome order from the King, and turning that way from whence he heard the voice, he ſaw a man who moun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted upon the ſcaffold with a naked ſword in his hand, who preſently ran him through the body, and tumbled him dead at my feet. At the noiſe he made in falling down by me, I turned my ſelf towards him who had done that action, and no ſooner caſt my eyes upon his viſage, but I knew him to be <hi>Cepio,</hi> who animated by the moſt generous courage in the world, came to repair his imprudence by the boldeſt attempt that ever was undertaken. <hi>Narciſſus</hi> followed him, but could not get near the Scaffold by reaſon of the preſs which en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vironed it, and the great number of Souldiers that hindred his paſſage. <hi>Cepio</hi> had no ſooner diſpatched the Executioner, but he ſeized upon his ſword, and coming to me; Alexander, ſaid he, <hi>here's</hi> Cepio <hi>who having by his imprudence brought you to your death, comes to ſuffer with you: I cannot preſerve you from it, but I will change the manner of it, and you will be more ſatisfied to die with a ſword in your hand, than by an infamous arm.</hi> Before he had ended theſe words, he had already cut the cord which tied my hands, and gave me a ſword: I felt my ſelf animated by this aſſiſtance with an extraordinary courage, and looking upon <hi>Cepio</hi> with a countenance full of acknowledgment: <hi>I am ſorry,</hi> Cepio, ſaid I, <hi>that you run upon your death, and you do not owe me ſuch a reparation as this for the ill you have innocently procured me: but ſince, through your generoſity, we muſt die together, let us ſell our lives dearly to our moſt cruel enemies.</hi> We had not time to make any longer diſcourſe, and we ſaw already the Commanders of thoſe that guarded me, followed by divers of their Souldiers, mounting the Scaffold with their ſwords in their hands: I no ſooner knew the cruel <hi>Eurilochus</hi> and his companion at the head of the reſt, but being ſeized with a motion of joy for the occaſion that offered it ſelf to me to revenge thoſe indignities they had done me, I flew to <hi>Eurilochus</hi> with a threatning cry; <hi>Barbarian,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>I have promiſed to be thy death, and thou ſhalt receive it at my hands, before I fall at the hands of thy companions.</hi> As I uttered theſe words, I put by a thruſt which he made at me, and ſlipping under his ſword, he thruſt mine up to the hilts; his which I ſeized upon in the paſs, I kept in my hand, and with that I laid <hi>Elpenor</hi> upon the head, who advanced to aſſiſt his companion, with ſo much ill fortune for him, that having cleft him to the middle of the face, after he had reeled a little way, he fell down dead upon thoſe who were neareſt to the Scaffold.</p>
               <p>I received no ſmall conſolation at the death of theſe two enemies, over what I expected, and ſeeing that <hi>Cepio</hi> with two mortal blows had tumbled two Souldiers down from the Scaffold at the ſame time; <hi>Courage,</hi> cryed I, <hi>brave</hi> Cepio, <hi>we will not die alone to day, fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low me into the thickeſt throng of our Enemies, and let us render our death famous by ſo many o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers, that we may have no cauſe to regret our own.</hi> Speaking theſe words, I threw my ſelf from the Scaffold, upon the neareſt of the Souldiers that environed it, and laying at all thoſe, without any difference which I found in my way, I quickly made way enough with my Sword. <hi>Cepio</hi> was preſently at my ſide, and ſeconded me with divers actions of admirable valour. 'Tis certain that there are no efforts comparable to thoſe that proceed from perſons which fear not death, and that when men have abandoned their lives, they are capable of doing prodigious executions: Upon another occaſion, when he ſhould have fought with ſome con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration of our own ſafety, without doubt we ſhould not have done half we did upon this; but having loſt all hope, all deſire, and care but to revenge our death, we appeared to be ſomewhat more than men in this dayes work, and we did actions that would hardly find be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lief, if they had not the teſtimony of many thouſand witneſſes.</p>
               <p>Our Enemies being intimidated by the great blows we dealt amongſt them, as much as if our number had been equal with theirs, made way for us on both ſides, and having no Commanders to encourage them, I believe they would have given us free paſſage if we had ſought it; but inſtead of <hi>Elpenor</hi> or <hi>Eurilochus,</hi> they were animated by a more formidable voice than of any of their Captains, and then it was that the baſeneſs of <hi>Artaxus</hi> rendred it ſelf manifeſt to all his people, for he opened the Window behind which he concealed himſelf to ſatiate his eyes with the cruel ſpectacle, and ſhewing his face to the Souldiers, he no ſooner ſaw the diſorder into which we had put them, but he cryed out with a terrible voice, <hi>Whither do ye flye, O ye cowards, whither do ye flye from two men?</hi> And a litte after ſeeing that at this cry they faced about and began to put themſelves into a condition to ſet upon us; <hi>Take them,</hi> added he, <hi>and if ye cannot take them alive, kill them.</hi> At theſe words, the Soul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diers
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being aſhamed of the fear they had expreſſed, rallied up together, and began to envi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ron us, and at the ſame time they turned the points of a thouſand Javelins againſt us, we knew then that our death was not far of, but that was no news to us, nor any more than for what we were fully prepared; and therefore, caſting a look upon <hi>Cepio, Let us die</hi> Cepio, ſaid I, <hi>ſince you deſire it, but before our death let us ſend ſome of our Enemies before us.</hi> I had ſcarcely made an end of theſe words when I ſaw my blood trickle down from ſome ſlight wounds, and poor <hi>Cepio</hi> having received two or three mortal ones, fell at my feet, where im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediately after he expired.</p>
               <p>This man certainly for his courage and admirable generoſity, deſerved a better deſtiny, and if I had been in a condition to make ſome reflection upon his loſs, I had without doubt, expreſſed all the reſentments of grief that his valour, and the aſſiſtance he had given me could merit from my acknowledgment: <hi>Adieu brave</hi> Cepio, cryed I, <hi>thou dyeſt for my intereſts, but it ſhall not be long before I bare thee company.</hi> With theſe words I flew much more furiouſly into the middle of my Enemies, diſpatching the two neareſt to me, with the two firſt blows I gave them; ſome others beſides bare them company, and I behaved my ſelf ſo amongſt them, that alone as I was, the boldeſt of them durſt ſcarcely venture within the length of my Sword. Nevertheleſs, my reſiſtance was to very little purpoſe, and though I had been more valiant than many <hi>Achilleſ's</hi> together, it was impoſſible for me to prolong my deſtiny: I retired my ſelf againſt a wall, that I might not be aſſaulted but only before, and there my Enemies made a ſemi-circle about me, and preſſed me ſo cloſe, that not being able to put by ſo many thruſts as they made at me, and finding already a great diminution of my ſtrength, I was even a ſinking under ſuch a number, when <hi>Artaxus</hi> himſelf came into the place, and advanced him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf towards that part where I was, crying out they ſhould take me alive, and that they ſhould take care of killing me upon pain of death.</p>
               <p>This command certainly ſaved me, and after I had defended my ſelf a little longer, having engaged my ſword in the body of a Souldier, who was forwarder than the reſt, his compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions threw themſelves upon me in ſo great a number, that not being able to ſtir amongſt them, I was thrown down and diſarmed, a little after they tyed my hands behind me, and in this condition they preſented me to <hi>Artaxus,</hi> who came near us, and made the people give way that he might ſee me. After he had caſt his eyes upon my face: <hi>Thou ſhalt not die,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>as thou didſt deſire, and I am reſolved that thou ſhalt not have the ſatisfaction of changing the kind of death I had ordained for thee, againſt my will; thou ſhalt return into the hands of an Executioner from whom thou flyeſt, but it ſhall be to die there in torments.</hi> I heard his threat with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out any fear, and looking upon him with more ſcorn than before; <hi>I expect from thee,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>all that can be expected from a baſe and cruel man, and I know thou feareſt my reſentments too much to reſtore me to liberty.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> made no reply to this diſcourſe, but committed me to the cuſtody of <hi>Theogenes</hi> and <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> and putting them in the place of <hi>Eurilochus</hi> and <hi>Elpenor,</hi> he commanded them to carry me back to priſon, and to guard me there till he had deliberated what kind of death to put me too; fearing likewiſe leſt I ſhould die of my wounds, and ſo avoid the puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments he prepared for me, he gave order that I ſhould be carefully looked to; and thus his cruelty was every way for my preſervation, and by deſtining me to torments, he himſelf made way for my ſafety. I returned to the ſame priſon from whence I came ſome hours be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, without hope of ſeeing it again, and a little after they brought thither to me <hi>Narciſſus</hi> and my two Squires, all three wounded, whom they had taken with their ſwords in their hands, endeavouring to force a way through the preſs to ſecond <hi>Cepio</hi> in his generous inten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion. I was much comforted to ſee them, and to underſtand the effects of their fidelity; but I much regretted the death of the generous and unfortunate <hi>Cepio,</hi> and was aſhamed to ſee my ſelf alive after I had ſuffered that valiant man to die for my intereſts: He had been ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>what imprudent in the conduct of his life, but in all his actions he expreſſed an admirable courage, and it was his courage capable of undertaking all things that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> feared, and for that reaſon made him leave <hi>Rome;</hi> the glorious end of his life, did certainly deſerve that I ſhould make him a long <hi>Elogium,</hi> but for fear I ſhould trouble you with too long a narration, I will ſpeak no more of it, and will only tell you, that the memory of this man will never come into my mind, without cauſing me a real affliction, and though he had been the cauſe of all the danger wherein I had been, and was then at the preſent, he had ſo gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rouſly repaired his fault, that all the reſentment I had for it, was changed into ſorrow for his loſs, which would hardly admit of any conſolation; I had divers hurts, but they were all ſuch ſlight ones, that they could ſcarcely oblige me to keep my bed, and having that know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge that I had of <hi>Artaxus</hi>'s cruel intentions, I ſhould never have ſuffered them to have been looked to, if they had been capable of ſending me into another world; yet there was great care taken of me by my Squires, and by the faithful <hi>Narciſſus,</hi> who, contrary to all appear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ances, had ſtill ſome hope of my ſafety.</p>
               <p>
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'Tis a long time ſince I ſpake to you of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> though ſhe it is of whom I ought to make the greateſt part of my diſcourſe, and it was ſhe alone that had taken up almoſt all my thoughts in the midſt of my greateſt dangers: I had heard no news from her ſince her laſt Letter, and when I was returned into the priſon, I continued there divers days without re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving any: The Keeper who was wont to deliver me her Letters, could not render me that office any longer, becauſe <hi>Narciſſus</hi> from whom he received them, was priſoner with me, and all that I could know by his means was, that according to the common report, the Princeſs almoſt died for grief that day, upon which they would have taken away my life, and that if her women had not hindred her, ſhe would have poyſoned her ſelf; that ſince ſhe had been indiſpoſed, and ſeen by few perſons.</p>
               <p>The Gods know with what inquietudes I paſſed the dayes of my laſt impriſonment, not being comforted with the tokens of her remembrance as I had been in the former, nor being able to gain any intelligence of my fortune, which I made abſolutely to conſiſt in her af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection; ſometimes I complained to my ſelf, and began to ſuſpect her of a little forgetful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs: but after I had made a reflection upon the teſtimonies I had received of her goodneſs, and the freſh obligations I had to her, condemned my complaints and ſuſpicions as crimes, and confirmed my ſelf in the reſolution of dying for her without regretting it or repenting of it.</p>
               <p>In the mean time my hurts were almoſt cured in a few dayes, and my ſervants were per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectly well, and then I underſtood by thoſe that guarded me, that the King, after he had wavered a while, was diverted by them who had ſome credit with him, from the deſign he had to make me dye in torments, and was reſolved then to make my head be cut off upon the Tomb they had built in <hi>Artaxata</hi> to the memory of <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> within four or five dayes, upon the very day (as it fell out) of the King his Fathers death; I received this news without trouble, being already prepared for it, and I reſign'd my ſelf as I had always done before, to the will of the all-juſt, and all puiſſant Gods; I detain you with things of ſmall importance, and it is neceſſary that I ſhould abridge this long diſcourſe.</p>
               <p>I had no more than two dayes remaining of the time they had preſcribed to my life, and it was about the middle of a night which I paſſed with an interrupted ſleep, as you may ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine, that I was rouſed out of my ſlumber by a noiſe, and a great light that appeared upon a ſudden in my chamber: by great fortune I had not made my ſelf unready, but being in my cloths upon the bed, I leaped off as they entred into the Chamber: the firſt perſons that I ſaw appear were the Keeper that brough me the Letters, and one of his companions carry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing each of them a light: after them came in <hi>Sarpedon</hi> their Commander who was put into <hi>Euriloohus</hi> his place, and after him (O Gods! I cannot call it to mind without tranſport) after him the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa</hi> her ſelf attended only by <hi>Leucippe</hi> and another of her maids. At this unexpected ſight I certainly believed that I was aſleep, and ſaw but in a dream what was really preſented to my eyes, I opened them as much as I could to convince them of their error, or to diſſipate the miſt which hindred me from perceiving the truth: But when I had called all my ſences and my reaſon into conſultation, I diſcovered my happineſs, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved that I ſaw <hi>Artemiſa</hi> without illuſion; my aſtoniſhment gave place to my joy, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſeized as much by that paſſion as I was by the other before, I threw my ſelf at the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſe's feet embracing her knees with ſuch an ardency as deprived me of the liberty of ſpeech. The affection of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> at this meeting ſeemed to be no leſs than mine, and though <hi>Sar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pedon,</hi> my Servants, and ſome of the guard were preſent at her action, ſhe made no diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culty before them whilſt I was fixed at her knees, to throw her arms about me, and em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brace me with all the marks of the greateſt tenderneſs: the tears ſtreamed from her eyes abundantly, and her countenance did every way expreſs an uncommon paſſion: After ſhe had been a while in this condition when ſhe was recovered from the troubles which the ſight of me, and her compaſſion had raiſed in her ſoul, after ſhe had given me her hand to raiſe me up: <hi>Alexander ſaid ſhe,</hi> 
                  <q>that which you have ſuffered, and the dangers to which you have been expoſed for my ſake cannot be recompenſed either by the office I am about to do you, or the price of divers lives ſuch as mine: I will not tell you then that the grief I had for you almoſt brought me to my grave, nor that I come hither to free you from this priſon out of which by <hi>Artaxus</hi>'s good will, you ſhould never go but to your death: but in ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgement of your ſervices I will offer you ſomething more worthy of your acceptation, and will teſtifie unto you by the moſt real proofs that you can deſire, that poſſibly my af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection is not inferiour unto yours.</q>
               </p>
               <p>She ſtopt at theſe words, and having put my ſelf during her diſcourſe into a condition to reply: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> thoſe ſufferings, and thoſe dangers which you eſteem ſo highly are not worthy of the ſmalleſt effects of your goodneſs, and I thought to account them a thouſand times more dear than my life, ſince 'tis by them—'Tis enough, <hi>ſaid the</hi>
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                     <hi>Princeſs interrupting me,</hi> and I am forced to break off your diſcourſe, Time calls upon us to be gone: but in the firſt place <hi>Alexander,</hi> I will tell you before <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> to whom I am obliged for all I do in relation to your ſafety, before my Maids, and your Servants, that together with your liberty I will give you <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and that I am diſpoſed abſolutely to follow your Fortune as you are a Prince, whom before theſe Witneſſes I here receive for my Husband: before <hi>Artaxus</hi> his cruelties I ſhould have found a great reſiſtance in my ſelf againſt this action, and though I had born you never ſo much affection, I ſhould never have received you for my husband without his permiſſion: but now, that by his horrible actions, he hath effaced all the characters of reſpect and friendſhip that were due to him from me, and that he hath reduced me to ſuch terms, as that I cannot live with him but as with a monſter, or a ſavage beaſt, I will make no difficulty to abandon him to follow you upon the confidence I have in your love and vertue, nor to eſpouſe you when we ſhall arrive at <hi>Auguſtus</hi> his Court, or at any other place where you ſhall make your retreat.</q>
               </p>
               <p>If the ſight of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> if her former words had filled me with aſtoniſhment and joy, judge you <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> to what a height of both I was raiſed by this diſcourſe, and paſſing in one moment from a priſon, and the expectation of a cruel death, not only to liberty but to the poſſeſſion of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> her ſelf, which I preferred before a thouſand liberties, and a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand lives, in what manner I could receive this ſtrange alteration of my condition: Truly it would be as hard for me to repreſent it to you, as it was then to expreſs it to <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and I will content my ſelf to tell you, that being full of confuſion and tranſport, I threw my ſelf the ſecond time at the Princeſs's feet, ſo amazed at the exceſs of my good fortune, that I could give no intelligence of my thoughts, but by my countenance.</p>
               <p>After I had continued a while in this condition, fixing my mouth upon one of her fair hands, which I held betwixt mine: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> you have put me into ſuch a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition as is impoſſible for me to expreſs, and the fortune which you offer me, is ſo far above thoſe hopes I might reaſonably conceive, that I cannot receive it without trouble and confuſion: yet from thence I received this ſo little deſerved favour, and ſince it pleaſes you out of an exceſs of your divine bounty, to advance me to a quality whereof I am ſo unworthy, I proteſt before the ſame perſons whom you call as witneſſes of my fortune, that I will ſubmit my ſelf all my life long to your will with an abſolute obedience, and that I ſhall be ambitious of the honour to wait upon you, and conduct you to thoſe places where poſſibly you ſhall have no cauſe to regret the loſs of any thing that you leave in <hi>Armenia:</hi> I ſhall never regret any thing, <hi>replyed Artemiſa,</hi> ſo long as I have a part in you, and in your company (from whom I hope all manner of fidelity and diſcretion) I ſhall never be unhappy: but let us remit theſe mutual aſſurances till another time, and let us be gone from hence without any farther delay, our ſtay may yet ruine all, and I ſhall be in no quiet, till we be better aſſured of our liberty.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words, not expecting a reply, ſhe gave me her hand, and cauſing thoſe to march before that carryed the lights, ſhe guided me her ſelf, being conducted by <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> down a little pair of ſtairs, which till then were unknown to me, into the ſtreet, where we put out our lights, and there about fifty paces from the Gate, we found a Chariot with ſix good horſes, and thoſe that were needful for <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> my ſervants, and the two Keepers that followed us, and ſeven or eight horſemen beſides, being the Princeſſe's moſt faithful Officers attending upon the Chariot.</p>
               <p>She made me enter preſently with her two maids and <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> and the reſt being moun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted on horſe-back, we ſet forwards, and marching with great ſpeed under the conduct of one of the Princeſs's men, who was very well acquainted with the way we were to go. We left <hi>Artaxata</hi> behind us in a very ſmall time, and when we ſaw our ſelves in the open fields, we made away with all the ſpeed our horſes could; At the break of day we came to a paſſage of the River <hi>Araxes,</hi> where we had boats attended us, and when we had paſſed the River, we brake the boats in a thouſand peices to deprive our enemies of the means to purſue us. About half a days journey farther, we found freſh horſes which had been ſent thither before, and thoſe we made uſe of inſtead of our own, which were already tired with the great haſte we had made.</p>
               <p>We marched on ſtill a great pace the reſt of that day, and all the next on the way to <hi>Cilicia;</hi> for we would not take the way to <hi>Rome,</hi> ſuppoſing they would purſue us that way, and beſides we had intelligence that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> and all his ordinary Court was in <hi>Aſia,</hi> with whom I hoped to find thoſe perſons that were neareſt and deareſt to me, next to <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>But why do I amuſe you any longer? We paſſed out of <hi>Armenia</hi> without any hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>drance, and as we entred into <hi>Cilicia,</hi> we were informed that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was then, or
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was to be ſhortly at <hi>Alexandria:</hi> This was the moſt convenient way we could go, and this way we took, having informed our ſelves of all paſſages, and expecting in that place the beſt retreat we could deſire.</p>
               <p>I will not repeat to you the converſations, full of ſweetneſs, that I had with the Princeſs during our Voyage: 'Twas from her that I underſtood the means wherewith ſhe had ſerved her ſelf for my deliverance, and from her I knew, that having gained <hi>Sarpedon</hi> by her <hi>careſſes,</hi> by her preſents, and the inclinations he had to vertue, ſhe diſpoſed him to ſet me at liberty, and to follow her fortune and mine throughout the World, and that to this end, having drawn <hi>Theogenes</hi> his companion into a houſe without the City, he made him be detained priſoner there by ſome Souldiers that were at his diſpoſe, and returning into the City, about the beginning of the night, he placed all his guards, except thoſe that were privy to his in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentions, upon the ſtairs of the great Gate of the priſon, with order to attend there upon pain of death till his return, and by this means he had the paſſage as free for us as we could de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire.</p>
               <p>I thanked <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> as I was obliged to do, and promiſed him that I would never give him occaſion to repent himſelf of the good office he had done me. <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> who really is a perſon of honour, expreſſed himſelf much ſatisfied in ſerving me, and not only he, but the Princeſs's ſervants, and the Keepers that followed us, ſeemed to be wonderfully affectio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nated to our intereſts. The Princeſs carried with her all her moſt precious Jewels, and of them ſhe gave preſents every day to theſe People to oblige them to us with the greater fi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delity.</p>
               <p>In the mean while, after we were out of <hi>Artaxus</hi> his Dominions, we braved his cruelty, and being moved by the juſt reſentments I had againſt him, I added to my felicity the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentment I had of having done him a ſignal diſpleaſure, in carrying away the Princeſs his Siſter; yet I was not ſo ſatisfied with it, but that I ſtill retained a deſire to be revenged one day upon him for his inhumanities, and by that means, the affections which the Princeſs his Siſter had for him, were ſo alienated, that I had no fear to diſpleaſe her by the hatred I had for her Brother; <q>O Gods! what ſweetneſs did I taſt of in her company during this Voyage? and though I alwayes behaved my ſelf towards her with the ſevereſt modeſty, a thouſand vertuous Proofs that I received of her affection every moment, made me bleſs an hundred times a day the pains and dangers by which I was made capable of arriving to this ſupream felicity.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In fine, after a long Voyage, which was not croſſed by any diſaſtrous accident, we arrived in this Country, where we were preſently informed that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was not yet come to <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>andria,</hi> but that he was expected, and would be there within a few days; <hi>Artemiſa</hi> having no deſire to make her ſelf known, nor to ſhew her ſelf but as little as was poſſible, till ſhe came into the preſence of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and of my friends to whom ſhe ſhould declare her ſelf, <hi>Tydeus,</hi> one of my Squires, to whom this houſe belongs, offered it to us, and prayed us to retire thither, which we did, finding a great convenience in the ſituation of the place which is very good, and in the nearneſs of the City where we may better provide our ſelves neceſſaries than herew hilſt we wait for <hi>Caeſar's</hi> arrival without being ſeen but by few perſons.</p>
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART IV.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Whileſt</hi> Alexander <hi>relates his Hiſtory to</hi> Caeſario, Artemiſa <hi>walks to take the air; She ſpies a Knight richly armed under a Tree, who at firſt glance miſtakes her for one</hi> Delia <hi>his Miſtreſs; but perceiving his errour, his grief throws him into an Extaſie, from which, by the aſſiſtance of</hi> Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa <hi>and her Servants, he is recovered; and to gratifie his generous pity, at her deſire he acquaints her with the paſsages of his life and love. He ſpeaks himſelf to be</hi> Philadelph, <hi>Son to the King of</hi> Cilicia. <hi>He is deſigned by his Father to match with the Princeſs</hi> Urania, <hi>Daughter to the King of</hi> Cappadocia, <hi>whoſe Queen Dowager he had lately married. But one day weary of Hunting, and having loſt all his company, whileſt be ſeeks the ſolace of a ſhady Grove, he finds a moſt beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiful Virgin a ſleep; he is infinitely taken with her delicate ſleep and feature, ſtoops down to kiſs her, and ſhe awakes. He excuſes his incivility, ſhe retorts a ſhort, but civil anſwer, and imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diately retreats out of his ſight. This ſhort interview renders him Captive to that unknown Beauty. At laſt he finds out her habitation, often viſits her, diſcovers his quality, and addreſſes his Love<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſuit, with proteſtations of a pure and vertuous intention. She receives them reſpectfully, but cold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, and perſiſts in that manner with an inflexible reſolution. His Father ſends for him to Court, and upbraids his long abſence. He prevails with his Siſter the Princeſs</hi> Andromeda, <hi>under colour of divertiſement to viſit his Miſtreſs, who calls her ſelf</hi> Delia, <hi>and to ſolicit his Suit to her. She brings</hi> Delia <hi>to Court, under the notion of her Servant.</hi> Philadelph <hi>continues his amorous ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dreſſes, and</hi> Delia <hi>her former coldneſs. The King preſſes</hi> Philadelph <hi>to marry</hi> Urania. <hi>He pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tends to court her, but ſo faintly, that the Princeſs perceives and ſlights it. He confeſses his prae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingagement, and ſhe promiſes ſecrecy. The Court takes notice of his paſſion for</hi> Delia. <hi>The Queen complains of the diſhonour done to her daughter</hi> Urania. <hi>The King reſolves to make uſe of all means to reduce</hi> Philadelph <hi>to his duty.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>Hileſt <hi>Alexander</hi> related, in this manner, his adventures to <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and that Prince being intereſſed in his Narration, both by the proximity of blood, and the eſteem he had of his perſon, was moved with paſſion at the moſt remarkable paſſages of it, as much as the pre<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>ing memory of his own misfortunes could permit him: the fair <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who out of a rational modeſty would not be pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent at this relation, walked abroad attended upon by her two maids, and leaning upon the arms of <hi>Sarpedan</hi> and <hi>Tideus</hi> who ſhewed her the beauties of his houſe.</p>
               <p>From a very curious Garden, finely kept, he cauſed her to paſs into a wood of high trees that was neer at hand, and the Princeſs finding there very fair Allies ſhe walked out divers furlongs from the houſe; ſhe entertained her ſelf at that time with <hi>Sarpedon</hi> to whom ſhe was obliged for the life of her dear <hi>Alexander,</hi> and with <hi>Leucippe</hi> the faithful confident of her moſt
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ſecret thoughts, about the ſtrange events and terrible dangers from which her beloved Prince was eſcaped, and ſeeing her ſelf almoſt in the Haven after the horrible Tempeſt which the cruelty of <hi>Artaxus</hi> had raiſed, 'twas a pleaſure to her to call to mind the cruel croſſes to which her love had expoſed her; and if ſhe trembled ſtill at this remembrance, the fear of the evils paſt was accompained with ſo much ſatisfaction in her preſent condition, that inſtead of mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derating her contentments it mightily contributed to them, according to that infallible decree which never beſtows ſuch perfect bleſſings upon us, as when they have been preceded by evils which were capable to make us ſenſible of them.</p>
               <p>She did not ſo much as once reflect upon the loſs of thoſe Crowns which were once in the poſſeſſion of her <hi>Alexander</hi>'s family, and though fortune had left a leſs eſtate, and an inferiour degree of grandeur than what remained in the family of <hi>Anthony,</hi> yet ſhe found more in <hi>Alexander</hi>'s perſon wherewithal to ſatisfie her ambition, than in the poſſeſſion of all the Empires in the world: She declared as much to <hi>Sarpedon</hi> and <hi>Leucippe,</hi> and in this diſcourſe having walked with them through part of the wood, <hi>Tideus</hi> deſired to ſhew her a pretty ſpring which iſſuing from between ſome points of a rock made up a little brook, whoſe clear and pleaſant waters ran with many windings, through divers parts of the wood, and afterwards being enlarged by the addition of ſome little Fountains, took their journey towards the Sea.</p>
               <p>The Princeſs at <hi>Tideus</hi> his requeſt directed her ſteps that way, and ſhe was already come neer enough to behold the beauties of the Spring, when ſhe perceived upon the brink of it a man lying all along upon the ground, who leaning upon his elbow, and ſuſtaining his head with one of his hands, had his face turned towards the Fountain: He was clad in black Armour, but it was enriched in ſome places with Jewels, ſtones of great value, to which the fable colour added a greater luſtre: that which appeared of his Caſque, as well at the extremities of his Cuiraſs, as above his Vambrace, was likewiſe all black, covered with a very fair embroidery of Silver, but worn and ſpoiled in ſome places by the negli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence of him that ware it, and his head piece being of the ſame materials with the reſt of his armour, and ſhaded with a great plume of black feathers, hung upon a branch of the tree under which its Maſter lay.</p>
               <p>The Princeſs in that condition of her fortune fearing all manner of rancounters, ſtopt at this ſight, and would have gone back immediately, if her ears had not been ſenſible of ſome complaints that proceeded from the mouth of the Unknown, which made her believe that he might have need of their aſſiſtance: beſides, the gallantry of his Armour in which ſhe pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently perceived the precious ſtones, perſwaded her that the wearer was no common perſon, and ſeeing her ſelf fortified by the preſence of <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> and <hi>Tideus,</hi> and her two maids, ſhe thought in this company ſhe need not fear the meeting of a ſingle man: having re-aſſumed her ſelf ſhe advanced a few ſteps nearer to the Fountain, and being moved with a curioſity na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tural to her ſex, before ſhe went neer, ſhe ſtaid behind ſome tree, and ſome points of rock which environed it to give attention to his complaints.</p>
               <p>It was not difficult for her to ſatisfie her ſelf in that manner; for beſides that the man had his face turned towards the fountain, he was ſo profoundly buried in the cogitations which poſſeſſed him at that time, that he would not have been put out of them by a greater noiſe than the Princeſs made in approaching to the place where he was: the paſſion which tormented him being violent might have produced ſtranger effects than to make him complain, and talk to himſelf, in a place where he believed that no perſon heard him and they that are ſick of a diſeaſe like to his do not conſult their reaſon in all the actions of their life.</p>
               <p>A throng of ſighs accompanied all the words that came out of his mouth, and ſometimes addreſſing himſelf to the Gods, ſometimes to his fortune, and ſometimes to things inſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible and innocent of his diſpleaſures, he made thoſe that heard him underſtand that never was any ſoul more powerfully prepoſſeſſed than his. <q>Will ye be, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> will ye be of an eternal continuance, ye misfortunes under whom I have groaned ſo long? and is not my fortune weary of tormenting me after ſhe hath made me ſuffer miſeries able to ruine any other courage than mine, and to ſatiate any other cruelty than hers? Where ſhall I ſeek henceforth that which the envious earth conceals from me with ſo much inhumanity; and who will open me the way either to Heaven, or to the infernal ſhades, where poſſibly my <hi>Delia</hi> is detained from me?</q>
               </p>
               <p>He ſtopt a little while upon this conſideration, but perplexing himſelf with it the more, <q>Ah! without doubt, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> the Gods being jealous of the glory of men, would not any longer leave amongſt them the moſt excellent thing they ever gave them and that approaches neareſt to their divine nature, and if my incomparable <hi>Delia</hi> were ſtill in the world, no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing could keep her from my indefatigable pains, and the ſearch of an afflicted lover, who
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for her ſake viſits all the corners of the earth that his fortune can carry him to: poſſibly this inhumane deſtiny to make me loſe that which I received from it, hath exerciſed the ut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt effects of its cruelty againſt her and finiſhed, in thoſe places whither ſhe vainly fled from its former anger, that, which without pity it had already begun: but if this be thy thought, <hi>added he with an higher tone,</hi> and that thou canſt imagine that which thou loveſt to be no longer in the world; Baſe, baſe lover, what conſideration can induce thee to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dure the ſociety of men, and what ſweetneſs canſt thou find in a life which without <hi>Delia</hi> can afford thee no other company but darkneſs, horror, and deſpair? That beauty, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>unto thou rendreſt up thy arms without reſiſtance, and to which thou haſt dedica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted thy beſt days, doth well deſerve an entire life, and all the moments thou canſt con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve of it after the loſs of her's ought to be accounted by thee as ages of torments and puniſhments.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The ſighs and ſobs that accompanied the complaint of this afflicted Lover broke off the progreſs of it, and the fair Princeſs, who hearkened attentively unto it, felt ſome mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of compaſſion which already ſtrongly intereſſed her in his diſpleaſure, and cauſed her to advance towards him to give him ſome conſolation: but as the cruel inquietudes which tormented his ſoul, did ſcarcely ſuffer his body to continue long in the ſame poſture, af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter he had tumbled about ſome while upon the graſs, he turned himſelf towards them that hearkened to him, and though he was buried in his profound cogitations, he diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered the Princeſs; all the preoccupation of his ſoul could not hinder the ſuſpicion which this ſight raiſed in him, the luſtre of <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s beauties moved him ſo at the firſt ſight, that he ſeemed to be dazled at them, and having his mind quite filled with the <hi>Ideas</hi> of his <hi>Delia,</hi> ſome ſimilitude of <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s beauties with hers immediately ſeized his imagination. He raiſed himſelf up with tranſport, and ran like a perſon amazed to throw himſelf at the feet of the Princeſs.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was much aſtoniſhed when ſhe ſaw and felt her knees embraced by this un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known, and ſhe was yet more amazed when that after he had embraced her a while with the moſt paſſionate tranſportations: Delia, ſaid he to her, <hi>my adorable</hi> Delia, <hi>is it poſſible that the Gods reſtore you to me when I leaſt hoped for it is a Phantaſm, is it an Illu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion that appears before mine eyes, or have I really found my</hi> Delia? <hi>Artemiſa</hi> by theſe words perceived the errour of the Unknown, and her aſtoniſhment giving place to pity, after ſhe had made ſome attempts with a great deal of ſweetneſs to diſ-engage her ſelf from between his arms which were ſtill faſt about her legs; <hi>I would with all my heart,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>that inſtead of a perſon whom you know not, you had really found that</hi> Delia <hi>which you ſeek, I know not whether my viſage hath any reſemblance with hers, but I can certainly aſſure you that neither her name nor per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon are known to me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Unknown beginning to acknowledge his errour by the tone of her voice, lifted up his eyes to <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s face, and notwithſtanding the reſemblance it might have to <hi>Delia</hi>'s, finding ſome differences which in his former ſurpize he had not diſcerned, he perceived his miſtake: but he perceived it with ſuch a grief as he was not able to ſupport, and lifting his eyes to hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven in a pittiful manner: <hi>O Gods,</hi> ſaid he with a feeble voice, <hi>O fortune will you eternally make your ſelves ſport with this miſerable wretch?</hi> He hardly uttered theſe words, and from the po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſture wherein he was, letting himſelf fall to the ground, his face became pale, his eyes cloſed up, and he continued ſenſleſs at <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s feet.</p>
               <p>At this ſight pity took full poſſeſſion of the Princeſſes ſoul, and ſitting down by the Unknown, to give him aſſiſtance, ſhe her ſelf threw upon his face divers times the water which <hi>Tideus</hi> and <hi>Leucippe</hi> brought her from the fountain, the Unkown continued a great while before he recovered his ſpirits, and in the interim, thoſe that employed themſelves in his ſuccour, had the leiſure to conſider him, and they viewed him with a very particular at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tention.</p>
               <p>Through the mortal paleneſs which had overſpread his countenance, they perceived as gallant a Mine as ever their eyes had beheld, all the lineaments of it were formed with a compleat and juſt proportion, and when his eyes were freed from thoſe dark clouds, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with at preſent they were inveloped with a ſweetneſs that was natural to them, they breathed ſomething noble and great enough to imprint reſpect in the beholders, his hair that was long, and neglected by reaſon of his afflictions, which took from him all cares of ſmall importance, did admirably well become his viſage, and he was of the talleſt, ſtreighteſt, clean<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt making that can be imagined; his age ſeemed to be about two or three and twenty, but they perceived well that his complexion, which was naturally very freſh, had received great changes by his toils and troubles.</p>
               <p>After that he had been ſome while in the hands of thoſe that ſuccoured him, &amp; that the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs making a compariſon between this rancounter, and that ſhe had a few days before with
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                  <hi>Caeſario,</hi> officiouſly intereſſed her ſelf on his behalf; he came again to himſelf, and turning his eyes round about him, he perceived, together with the truth which was paſt, the obligation he had to that fair perſon, which a few moments before he had taken for <hi>Delia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>If upon the firſt Idea he formed to himſelf of her, he had her in veneration, at the ſecond view he conceived no leſs reſpect for her, and after he had beheld her a while with an atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion which confirmed him in all the thoughts he might have of her, raiſing himſelf out of the poſture wherein he was, to accoſt her in another leſs unhandſome: <q>I know not, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> but you may be a Divinity deſcended from Heaven to my aſſiſtance; in regard of the firſt errour whereinto I am fallen concerning you, I am afraid to commit new faults, and thoſe beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties that dazled me at the firſt ſight, have more conformity with the heavenly beauties than thoſe of mortal perſons. This Beauty, <hi>replyed Artemiſa modeſtly,</hi> is too mean to expreſs any more than its own nature, and 'tis the reſemblance it may have to that of the perſon you love, which cauſes you to judge ſo advantagiouſly of it. 'Tis true, <hi>replyed the Unknown,</hi> that I have ſeen ſome features in your face, which in a ſoul totally poſſeſſed with the memory of <hi>Delia,</hi> immediately brought back her whole Idea, and certainly the reſemblance is not ſo ſmall, but that in a troubled imagination as mine is, it might very well produce theſe effects: 'tis that which made me commit a fault which poſſibly hath created you ſome trouble, and put me into a condition of having need of thoſe aſſiſtances which you have tendred me with ſo much goodneſs; out of the acknowledgment I owe you, I would preſent you with this life, in the preſervation whereof you have ſo officiouſly employed your ſelf, if it were not too unhappy to be offered to your ſervice, and he that ſhould offer it too unfortunate to hope from heaven any occaſion of expreſſing his acknowledgment to you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Unknown uttered theſe words with ſuch a grace, that <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was extraordinarily taken with them, and deſiring to anſwer his civilities according to the eſteem ſhe had al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready conceived of him: <q>The aſſiſtance I have rendred you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> is due to all men, and particularly to thoſe who carry in their faces the marks that appear in yours: but if you believe that I have an obligation upon that account, which permits me to require any recompence of you, I would only deſire of you, that you would uſe ſome moderation in that exceſſive grief which we have obſerved in your diſcourſe and actions, and take ſome pains to ſearch out in your own courage, and the examples of thoſe who are more unfortunate than your ſelf, the conſolation that is neceſſary for you: Alas, <hi>replyed the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known, with a ſigh,</hi> alaſs! how juſt is this grief that is the cauſe of my death, and how dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficult will it be to baniſh it out of a ſoul over which it hath poſſeſſed it ſelf of a moſt lawful Empire? I do not require that attempt from you, <hi>replyed the Princeſs,</hi> and the cauſe of it may be ſuch as it might be difficult for you to make an abſolute conqueſt of it; but yet your reaſon may furniſh you with remedies to ſweeten it, and if you be not afflicted by ſome loſs wherein all hopes are extinguiſhed, you may expect favourable changes in your condition with more likelyhood poſſibly, than divers perſons, whom I my ſelf have ſeen raiſed up con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trary to their expectation, from the uttermoſt extremities of misfortune, to their higheſt ſeli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>city: Examples of that kind are not ſo rare but that you may ſet a good number of them be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore your eyes, and by all likely conjectures, I believe you have courage enough to ſerve your ſelf ſucceſsfully with them, if you will employ you ſelf about it. I am too much obliged, <hi>replyed the Stranger,</hi> to the judgement you make of me by marks not altogether infallible: but though the Gods had given me the courage to enterpriſe the higheſt difficulties, I have had ſo much occaſion to employ it in the croſſes, which my bad fortune hath raiſed me, that in the miſeries wherein I am now engulph<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>d, I receive but ſmall aſſiſtance from it: 'tis not becauſe my laſt hopes have abandoned me, nor that I am aſſured of a loſs, after which all humane conſiderations would not be able to preſerve my life one moment: It may be my good Fortune may be ſtill in the hands of the Gods, but after ſo much unprofitable pains as I have taken, I have ſo little likelyhood to hope it from them, that I have no rational ground to do it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>'Tis a difficult thing, <hi>added the Princeſs,</hi> to ſee a man in your garb in ſo great an affliction without taking a great ſhare with him, or without deſiring a more perfect knowledge of a perſon, concerning whom our firſt ſight and this firſt diſcourſe hath given us very advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gious impreſſions, I ſhould not dare to expreſs my curioſity any farther, but I can really aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure you, that it is leſs upon that account, than out of a deſire of comforting you in your diſpleaſures, if it be poſſible for us, that I deſire this knowledge.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Unknown, at theſe words, held his eyes a while fixed upon the ground, and afterwards raiſing them up to <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s face: <q>Since my misfortunes have made me, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I have not declared them to any perſon, and beſides that, the ſecrecy of them hath been of importance to me in many places where I have paſſed. 'Tis ſomewhat ſenſible to me to recal to mind by
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this diſcourſelthe cauſe of my diſpleaſures: but a perſon ſo unordinary as you, may expect extraordinary differences from me, and beſides the obedience which thoſe divine beauties may hope for from the moſt ſavage ſouls; I know too well what I owe to your generous goodneſs, which you have expreſſed both in the conſolation, and the aſſiſtance you have gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven me, to avoid or neglect any occaſion of complying with your deſires. I will acquaint you without diſſimulation, both with my name and birth, but the relation of my adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures, if you deſire it ſhould be any thing large, it may poſſibly be of too tedious a length for you, and I fear I ſhall put you to ſome inconvenience, by detaining you here with a diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe in which you are not certain to find any divertiſement. Without doubt, I abuſe your patience, <hi>replyed Artemiſa,</hi> in exacting this of you; but you may pardon it, if you pleaſe, up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the account of the intereſt I take already in your fortune, and if this place be inconveni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent for the relation I deſire of you, there is a houſe hard by at your ſervice, where you may repoſe your ſelf as long as you pleaſe, and poſſibly find ſome conſolation to your ſorrows in very agreeable company.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Unknown humbly thanked the Princeſs for this offer, and after ſome words of obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ging conteſtation: <q>The condition wherein I am, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> doth not permit me to receive the favor you do me, &amp; I can neither ſtay nor take any repoſe in the moſt agreeable companies in the world, though ſuch as you offer me, ſo long as I am poſſeſſed with theſe tormenting cares, but ſince you deſire to underſtand the Fortunes of this miſerable perſon, if you pleaſe I will ſatisfie your expectation here in this place.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Princeſs having accepted his offer, the Unknown after he had called his two Squires which looked to his horſes hard by, and given ſome orders to one of them, came back and ſate down by her upon the brim of the Fountain. <hi>Sarpedon, Leucippe</hi> and <hi>Tideus</hi> did the ſame ſome paces from them, by <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s order, who prayed the Unknown to give leave that they might be preſent at his Narration; and a little after the Stranger having muſed a while upon the diſcourſe he was to make, he began in this manner.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The HISTORY of</hi> PHILADELPH.</head>
                  <p>I Would tell you, Madam, that by the relation which you deſire of me, and whereunto I diſpoſe my ſelf without repugnance, in obedience to a perſon for whom I feel ſo extraordinary a reſpect, you go about to revive my reſentments, if I could not ſay with greater truth, that nothing is capable to aſſwage them, and that of all the moments of my life there is not one wherein they are not preſent to my memory; neither my long travels, nor thoſe accidents which poſſibly would have produced this effect in a ſoul leſs prepoſſeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed, were ever able to do it, and I ſhall infallibly ceaſe to live, when I ſhall part with a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membrance which entirely poſſeſſes me, and whereunto all my thoughts are chained by an eternal obligation.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tarchoudemus</hi> King of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> well known for his puiſſance, and the amity and alliances he had with <hi>Anthony</hi> as long as he lived, is he that ſent me into the world, and not having any other children living by the Queen my Mother, but the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda</hi> my Siſter and my ſelf, I am now the lawful and ſole heir of his Grown: This reaſon hath obliged him to cauſe me to be brought up with ſuch great care, that never poſſibly had any Prince greater advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tages in his education than I, nor more means to ſecond good inclinations, if I received any from nature: my firſt years, whereof I might tell you the employments, were it not for trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bling you, were ſpent for the exerciſes of the mind and body whereunto my youth was form<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, and when the King my Father thought that I had made a paſſable progreſs in them to frame my ſelf to a greater perfection, to renew the alliances he had made with <hi>Auguſtus</hi> after his coming to the Empire, he was about to ſend me to <hi>Rome,</hi> to ſpend ſome years there with di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers young Princes which were brought up there, and to refine me from the barbariſm of our own Provinces, but he was diverted from this deſign by a report of a War, wherein he found himſelf ſtrongly intereſſed.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaxus,</hi> the young King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> inheriting the hatred which had along time been be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween his Family and the Kings of the <hi>Medes,</hi> made war againſt <hi>Tygranes</hi> newly come to the Crown, and conſerving the ſame reſentments againſt him, as he had done againſt his Father, (by whoſe ſollicitations, as they ſay, the Queen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was obliged to put <hi>Artibaſus</hi> to death) he began to enter his Dominions, and to ruine all that came in his way with a great deal of cruelty. <hi>Tygranes</hi> is the King, my Father's Siſter Son, and beſides this proximity, there hath always been ſo ſtreight an alliance between our Families, that in the affairs that have happened to either, there was never known a ſeparation of intereſts: After two years of the War which paſſed ſo equally, that <hi>Tygranes</hi> had no need of our aſſiſtance, in the third, fortune began to be contrary to him, and having reduced him to the neceſſity of our ſuccour, the King my Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther
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went to aid the King his Nephew in perſon, I attended my Father, and in this War I ſerved my firſt Apprentiſhip in Arms: There were many Battels fought, and many memora<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble Rancounters paſſed, wherein I had the happineſs to give good hopes of my future pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>greſs by my beginnings, and ſucceſs did ſo accompany our arms, that we chaſed <hi>Artaxus</hi> out of <hi>Media,</hi> and got very conſiderable advantages upon the frontier. <hi>Artaxus</hi> being extraor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinarily exaſperated, and of an inclination naturally very cruel, waſted all he could, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out pity, with fire and ſword, and more fully to expreſs his humour, two Princes of the greateſt proximity to our Family; being by fortune fallen into his hands, without any regard either to their birth, or to humanity it ſelf, he cruelly put them to death, and ſent their heads to <hi>Tygranes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>By this cruelty the King my Father was ſo enflamed with choler againſt the King of <hi>Arme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia,</hi> that he ſolemnly ſware to be revenged, and in all that paſſed afterwards he endeavored to execute it without any conſideration. At laſt the weakneſs of either ſide did ſomewa<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwage their fury, and when they were almoſt in a condition not to make War any longer, <hi>Anguſtus</hi> having ſollicited them to peace, and having interpoſed his authority to their allega<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, obliged them to a treaty, which made them both retire, but could not baniſh the reſettl<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments which remained for things paſt.</p>
                  <p>When we were upon our return to <hi>Tharſus,</hi> the King, who ſome years before had buried the Queen my Mother, married the Widdow of the deceaſed King of <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> and Mother to <hi>Archelaus</hi> now reigning in that Kingdom, our Neighbor and Ally, and had a deſign to mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry me to the Princeſs <hi>Uranina</hi> her daughter, whom the Queen her Mother had brought with her into <hi>Cilicia;</hi> ſhe was a Princeſs beautiful enough to create love in any ſoul that not been poſſeſſed before, and I doubt not but that my affections would have enclined that way, if things that befel me afterwards had not overthrown all the diſpoſitions I could have to it, and given my ſoul far different employments from thoſe it firmly had. 'Tis time, Madam, that I enter upon that diſcourſe; and I will not enlarge my ſelf any farther in the relation of things of ſo ſmall conſequence, whereof in reſpect of things of greater importance, I had hardly preſerved any remembrance.</p>
                  <p>In this time of repoſe and tranquillity of ſpirit, wherein I then was, I employed my ſelf in all corporal exerciſes, and particularly in hunting, whereunto I had a very great inclination: being retired upon this deſign for ſome days with the equipage which ſerved me for this divertiſement, to one of the King's houſes which is a days journey from <hi>Tharſus,</hi> and ſome furlongs from the Sea; I took great pleaſure in making War with the Beaſts, and as ſoon as the Sun began to diſplay his Beams upon the Earth, I went into the fields, and paſſed the whole day in purſuit either of a fearful Hart, or a furious Boar, or of ſome other creature. In this innocent kind of life I paſſed my days, without any other in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quietude than what ſometimes the bad ſucceſs of my hunting might make me ſenſible of, and my ſoul was not agitated with any care that might diſturb its tranquillity: but fortune did not leave me long in this condition, and the will of the Gods was, that I ſhould receive a great alteration when I was leaſt prepared for it.</p>
                  <p>One day, ah! how many tears hath that day coſt mine eyes, and how many torments hath it brought upon my heart? ah! how fatal hath that day been to thoſe that followed it? and yet how dear is that day ſtill to my memory, though ſo cruel, and contrary to the repoſe of my life? One day, I ſay, whereof I had paſſed the greateſt part in the purſuit of a Boar, being ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parated from all my followers, and having loſt my way in a wood of great extent, after I had ridden up and down the Forreſt a while in vain, I felt my ſelf more weary than ordinary, and incommodated by the violent heat, and an extream thirſtineſs: To eaſe my ſelf of both, I ſought, by-paths unknown to me, for a little brook which I had ſeen divers times in the wood, and when I was come thither I alighted, and having tyed my horſe to a Tree, I firſt quenched my thirſt, and when I walked gently along the Brook ſide, to find out a place free from the beams of the Sun, that I might repoſe my ſelf for an hour. I had gone but a little way in this intention, but I found the moſt convenient place I could deſire to that purpoſe, both in regard of the ſhade it received from ſome thick Trees, and of the green and pleaſant graſs that covered the bank of the Rivulet; I choſe out my place by the eye, and went forward to take it, but I ſaw it poſſeſſed by a perſon who had gotten thither be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore me: I believed at firſt that it was one of my hunters, and upon that belief, being come near enough to diſcern the truth, I perceived it was a woman clad in plain cloaths, ſuch as Country-women were in thoſe parts. This accident did not at all diſpleaſe me, and out of a curioſity conformable to my age, and the condition of life I then lived; I went near<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er to view her upon that ſide whereunto ſhe had turned her face. 'Twas my deſtiny that guided me thither, and I was fatally conducted to that ſight that ſhould blot out of my ſoul all that I had ſeen before.</p>
                  <p>
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I no ſooner diſcovered ſome part of her face, but I felt my ſelf extraordinarily troubled, and I had preſages of this adventure which made me know of what importance it ought to be to my life: but I had no ſooner ſeen all that could appear to my eyes in the poſture ſhe was, but there iſſued a brightneſs thence which abſolutely dazled my ſight. Yet her glories were for the moſt part covered, and her eyes being cloſed by a profound ſleep, could not dart out thoſe beauteous rays which at other times proceeded thence as from their original; but without their help the reſt of her beauties were capable to raiſe attention into admiration, and admiration into the primitive motions of a violent paſſion.</p>
                  <p>This fair, or rather this Divine perſon, was careleſly laid along upon the bank, and the earth which ſuſtained this beautiful body, ſeemed to produce new graſs to receive her the more agreeably. Her head leaned upon one of her arms, and the other was ſtretched out to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards the rivulet, whoſe clear waters ſhe touched with the tops of her fingers; but in this action, her ſleeve being favourably tucked up, gave me liberty to behold as high as the elbow the whiteneſs and ſhape of an arm which might eclipſe all manner of beauties, if it had not been equalized by her neck, which appeared half naked to my eyes by the help of a little wind that jealouſly blew aſide the linnen that covered it, and from thence paſſing over her cheeks amorouſly ſported it ſelf with her fair hair which fell upon them; her mouth her complexion, and all the parts of her face might not only out brave envy in regard of their abſolute perfe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction, but inſpire a kind of Idolatry, and ſome opinion of divinity in thoſe that beheld them; and in fine, every thing in this admirable perſon ſeemed to me ſo far above all that is mortal, that at firſt ſight I was ſtricken with ſuch a reſpect and veneration for her, as we do not uſe to have for creatures; I ſtood and viewed her a while with ſuch exceeding earneſtneſs, that all the objects in the world would not have been capable to divert me from it, and running over with my eyes amazedly the marvels that fortune preſented to them, I continued ſo confounded and aſtoniſhed, that I had hardly any remembrance left of what was paſt, or any knowledge of my ſelf remaining.</p>
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                     <hi>What rancounter,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>doth my fortune cauſe me to make to day? and what divinity doth ſhe preſent to my eyes under a mortal figure? Can it be poſſible that the Gods ſhould have placed in woman theſe admirable beauties, which thus dazle my eyes? or can it be poſſible that the God<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſſes ſhould come and ſeek both ſhade and ſleep in our woods?</hi> In this uncertainty I beheld her with ſuch an attention as entirely took up my ſoul, and through my eyes I inſenſibly drew to my heart the poyſon which began to ſurprize it, and did unperceiveably ſpread it ſelf through a ſpirit where it found all manner of diſpoſitions to receive it: It produced its effects without any oppoſition on my part, and without any foreſight of the evils I ought to reſent upon that account, I ſuffered my ſoul to be engaged without endeavouring to defend its liberty.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>If we muſt love beauty,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>we ſhall never find it in a more perfect figure, and if the ſenſes have any power to perſwade reaſon, nothing in the world can be more worthy of our love: but poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly,</hi> added I by way of reprehenſion to my ſelf, <hi>that which ſleep hides from our knowledge, is ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry different from what it diſcovers, theſe eyes, which the eye-lids cover from us, are it may be as full of cruelty as the reſt of the countenance is of ſweetneſs, and the mind whoſe beauties as well as thoſe of the body ought to contribute to the birth of a rational affection is poſſibly as defective as the body appears accompliſhed.</hi> I no ſooner had this thought but I repented my ſelf of it, and out of the defence I already had for this admirable perſon, I ſorrowfully deſired pardon of her for the offence I had done her; nevertheleſs I burned with a deſire of being more ampty ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied: but I was afraid to diſturb a repoſe which already began to be very dear to me; and I accuſed that importunate ſleep which robbed me of ſo many treaſures without having the boldneſs to interrupt it.</p>
                  <p>Yet I ventured to content my deſires in part, and after I had conſidered upon it a few mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments longer, I approached her with a very ill-aſſumed pace, and putting one knee to the ground before this Divine beauty, I viewed over at the neareſt diſtance I could, thoſe wonders which had ſtruck me with aſtoniſhment farther off, and they appeared to me either really, or by reaſon of the impreſſion they had already made upon my ſoul, in a more advantageous con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition than they had done before, and after I had viewed them over a while with a new a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mazement, not being able to retain a thouſand ſighs which my growing paſſion drew from my breaſt. <hi>Ah miraculous beauty,</hi> ſaid I, with a loud voice, <hi>what muſt thy powers needs be when thou doeſt employ them all entire, when as by this ſmall part of them thou doeſt totally deprive my ſoul of liberty? by this ſweet repaſe, which entombs thy cares, thou giveſt birth to mine, and by this fatal ſleep, to which without doubt I owe the ſight of thee, thou doſt eſtabliſh my watchings, and overturn the tranquility of my days.</hi>
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                  <p>As I ſpake theſe words the violence of my deſires and the convenience I had to content them would have perſwaded me to take a kiſs from a mouth that had the tincture of the
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pureſt Carnation in the world: but I reſiſted them out of a reſpect which grew together with my love, and though I was in a place where my birth gave me ſome particular authori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, the conſideration or rather the veneration I had at the very firſt for this admirable perſon, re-preſented to me in that I could not abuſe its relation to her without offending my ſelf: yet it could not hinder me from giving my ſelf a more pardouable liberty, and after I had farther admired the fair hand which hung down into the brook, I raiſed it up with one of mine and fixed my mouth upon it with an action entirely paſſionate.</p>
                  <p>A touch ſo preſſing diſturbed the repoſe of the fair Sleeper, and ſhe awaking with a ſtart no ſooner opened her eyes but ſhe pierced my ſoul with a thouſand rays. Ah! with how much injuſtice did I diſtruſt their beauty, and how did thoſe flames which they darted at me preſently diſcover it to me by powerful marks? they were but too fair and too pene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trative not to perfect my ſubmiſſion, and my eyes not being able to ſupport her firſt looks, I haſtily retired a few ſteps either out of weakneſs, or fear of being ſurprized in an action which my reſpect began to condemn.</p>
                  <p>This Divine perſon having caſt her eyes at her awaking upon all the neareſt objects, and ſeeing a man alone with her in that ſolitary place, ſhe was ſo much troubled that her coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance received divers different changes in a few moments: her fear, which I inſtantly took notice of, cauſed a very ſenſible diſpleaſure in me, and ſeeing that ſhe roſe haſtily, I ran before her, and kneeling upon one knee in her preſence, as well to put her out of fear by this action of reſpect, as to follow my own inclinations which carried me to thoughts of adoration to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards her: <hi>Heavenly beauty</hi> ſaid I, <hi>whether you be deſcended from Heaven, or are born amongſt men, do not fly, nor fear: If you be a Goddeſs my intentions are known to you, and if you be a mortal perſon, you may expect from me the ſame reſpects and the ſame adorations as if you were a Goddeſs: the deſtiny which conducted my ſteps hither brought me to my own loſs and not to your damage, and if it be permitted to one of us two, 'tis I only that ought to fear, and 'tis I that ought to fly from be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore you.</hi>
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                  <p>By my action and by my words the fair Lady was ſomewhat re-aſſured, and having partly diſſipated the aſtoniſhment which had ſeiſed upon her: <hi>I am no longer affraid,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard of the opinion I have of your vertue, and I believe that this little beauty which you eſteem with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out reaſon, in ſtead of an enemy will find you a defender; and it is not fear that makes me go from you, but decency which doth not permit me to ſtay alone with a man in ſuch a place as this.</hi>
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                  <p>With theſe words, after ſhe had given me a look which had nothing of an enemy in it, and yet gave me deeper wounds than my moſt cruel enemies could have done; ſhe turn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed her back and fled between the trees with an admirable ſwiftneſs. I could poſſibly have run after her as faſt, but the fear I had to alarm her by my purſuit, and to put her into greater fears than ſhe was in before, made me continue in my place quite confounded and ama<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zed, following her only with mine eyes, and obſerving as much as I could poſſibly the way whereby ſhe retired.</p>
                  <p>She no ſooner diſappeared from my eyes, but accompanying her with ſome ſighs, and ſeeking her in thought in thoſe places where ſhe concealed her ſelf from me: <hi>Thou flyeſt from me, divine beauty,</hi> cryed I, <hi>and after thou haſt given me a mertal wound, thou aban<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doneſt me to my fortune without thinking of my cure: thou carrieſt away from me the moſt precious thing I had, and for all thou takeſt from me thou leaveſt me nothing but thy image engraved in the very bottom of my ſoul: but thou flyeſt in vain, the thickeſt darkneſs cannot deprive my ſight of ſuch brightneſſes as thine, and my heart which follows thy ſteps with a ſweetneſs equal to thine, will find thee without doubt in what place ſoever thou wouldſt hide thy ſelf.</hi>
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                  <p>After theſe words I turned towards the ſide of the brook, and beheld with ſome Idolatry the place ſhe had quitted. The fair <hi>Idea</hi> which ſhe left me began then to aſſault me with in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vincible forces, and ſleep for whoſe ſake I had fatally addreſſed my ſteps to this place preſented it ſelf to my eyes no more: thoſe admirable beauties which had made ſo powerful an impreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion upon my ſoul, were always preſent in my memory, and the tone of the voice which had ſo agreeably accompanied what my eyes had diſcovered, did ſeem ſtill to reſound ſomething of ſweetneſs in mine ears. O Gods! how was my ſpirit agitated in theſe beginnings of my love, and what commotions did I feel, till then unknown to me, ariſe in my ſoul whereupon love as yet had made but light impreſſions.</p>
                  <p>At firſt I was much amazed at this adventure, and a little after inſenſibly freeing my ſelf from the trouble whereunto it had put me, I reflected upon what had appeared to my eyes, and diſappeared again like a flaſh of lightning, againſt which all my ſtrength was weakneſs, and the reſiſtance I made very ſmall: In fine whether it were that this Celeſtial beauty was able to produce this effect with ſo much promptitude, or that the diſpoſitions of my ſoul were all ready to receive this paſſion, or that deſtiny acted in this engagement of
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my ſoul, but <hi>I</hi> began really to love without knowing what <hi>I</hi> loved, and without being able to make any other judgement upon it, but that what <hi>I</hi> began to love was the moſt fair and amiable thing in the world.</p>
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                     <hi>I</hi> was engaged in this meditation, upon which without doubt <hi>I</hi> ſhould have beſtowed the reſt of the day, when my hunters who had ſought me a great while, arrived at the place where <hi>I</hi> was, and obliged me by their troubling my agreeable muſing, to remount my horſe, and to quit this fatal place where <hi>I</hi> had loſt my repoſe and my liberty: <hi>I</hi> departed thence with regret, but by this departure <hi>I</hi> did not change my condition, but carried along with me the poyſoned arrow which kept my wounds open, and made it deeper ſtill. All the night that ſucceeded this day this image kept me faithful company, and if by reaſon of my wearineſs and ſome watchings before, it did afford me ſome moments of ſleep, yet did it not abandon me, no not in ſleep it ſelf, and it operated upon me with the ſame powers that it did when <hi>I</hi> was awake.</p>
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                     <hi>I</hi> had ſome combat in mine own defence, and <hi>I</hi> would have fortified my ſelf with reaſon, againſt thoſe powers to which, as <hi>I</hi> thought, <hi>I</hi> rendred my ſelf too eaſily, and <hi>I</hi> often repreſented to my ſelf, that <hi>I</hi> ought not lightly to engage my ſelf in this paſſion for a perſon unknown, and without doubt of a low and obſcure condition: but theſe conſiderations which poſſibly would have wrought ſome effect upon another ſpirit, had no power upon mine, and after <hi>I</hi> had made all theſe reflections; <hi>That which thou al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgeſt,</hi> ſaid <hi>I, that which thou ſetteſt before my eyes, O my reaſon, is full of likelyhood and truth, and this perſon for whom I have already ſo much weakneſs, is unknown; ſhe is, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to appearance of a low birth; I cannot love her according to thy counſel, but I am for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced to love her by a power which is above thine, and if I have no other aſſiſtance but thine, I ſhall love her maugre all the conſiderations thou canſt oppoſe againſt me; if ſhe be not of a Royal or noble blood, her beauty doth advantageouſly ſupply the defect of her birth, we have nothing in our condition more ſublime, than the marks ſhe bears in her countenance, and it is not upon birth that love is uſed to eſtabliſh it ſelf, let us love, my heart, that which hath appeared great enough to my eyes, to ſubject thee to her Empire, and giving up our ſelves entirely to love, let us ſeek for no other perſons but his.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In this manner <hi>I</hi> abandoned my ſelf to the ſweet motions that drew me along, and without any longer deſcription of the original of my love, I will content my ſelf to tell you that I loved, and I had hardly begun to love but that I loved perfectly, then I ſought the opportunities of ſeeing again that which I loved, and upon that deſign addreſſing my chaſe always that way where I had been taken my ſelf, I paſſed divers times every day through the wood where I had this rancounter: but my ſearch was but in vain, and this beauty appeared no more in thoſe places where ſhe believed ſhe was imprudently engaged in ſome hazard: Alaſs! with what impatiences, with what inquietudes did I viſit the moſt ſolitary places, and how many times ſuffering my reaſon to wander through the force of my paſſion, did I ask the brook for her which ſhewed her me the firſt time, and how often did I addreſs my ſelf to all inſenſible objects to learn news of her? ſometimes laying my eyes, my hands, and my mouth it ſelf on the bank where ſhe had left ſome ſign of her figure; <q>O ſacred place, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> which I have beheld repleniſhed with glories, by the fair pledge which the Gods had committed to your charge; how have you loſt it, and how can you ſtill preſerve any freſhneſs, ſhade, or beauty, if theſe advantages which you have received from nature be not able once more to draw hither that which ſhe renders you ſo dear and precious to my ſpirit? Ah! without doubt, <hi>continued I,</hi> 'tis I which have done you this ill office, and 'tis I alone that have baniſhed from this agreeable place that which in vain I demand of you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I held divers other diſcourſes which blindneſs cauſed me to utter, and being full of an amorous inquietude I left no place in all the neighbourhood but I traced it over a thouſand times. In this reſearch I was accompanied but with a few perſons, and moſt commonly cauſing the reſt to ſcatter from me, I kept with me only one of my Squires whom I loved par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticularly, and to whom I had diſcovered my thoughts: attended by him alone after I had ſought up and down the wood in vain, and the places adjoyning in the day time, I ſpent part of the night in entertaining my ſelf with him about that which at that time poſſeſſed my ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gination; and the Gods, which were moved to ſome compaſſion at my ſorrows, were pleaſed for my comfort and ſatisfaction, that one evening having no body but my Squire with me, I turned my walk towards a ſolitary valley, which is ſome furlongs diſtant from the wood which I viſited ſo often, and towards a ſide of it whither I had never addreſſed my ſelf before. It was about two hours after Sun-ſet, but the Moon ſhone very bright, &amp; the weather was very fair and pleaſant; I rode ſoftly along with <hi>Dion,</hi> and drew near ſome trees which grew in the form of an Alley, where I overheard the voice of ſome women who diſcourſed hard
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by us: <hi>I</hi> ſtood ſtill to lend them the greater attention, and as my deſtiny would have it, at the firſt ſound that reached my ears, <hi>I</hi> believed <hi>I</hi> heard the voice of the perſon <hi>I</hi> ſought for, which in that little time ſhe had talked to me remained as deeply engraven in my memory as if <hi>I</hi> had been acquainted with it all my life time: <hi>Ah Dion!</hi> ſaid <hi>I</hi> quite tranſported, <hi>behold without doubt my divinity her ſelf:</hi> and at the ſame time caſting my eyes towards the Alley, <hi>I</hi> perceived, as well as the light of the Moon would give me leave, two wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>men walking under thoſe trees.</p>
                  <p>Being quite raviſhed, or rather quite aſtoniſhed at this rancounter, <hi>I</hi> leaped down from my horſe, and leaving him in charge to <hi>Dion,</hi> whom <hi>I</hi> commanded to ſtay for me with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out coming on any farther, <hi>I</hi> crept along by the trees upon that ſide where <hi>I</hi> ſaw the two women as ſoftly as poſſibly <hi>I</hi> could, becauſe <hi>I</hi> would not fright them, nor give them time to ſlip out of my ſight: but at that ſame time their walk was interrupted by ſome flaſhes of lightning which our eyes unexpectedly met with, and the noiſe of thunder which began to rumble over our heads: The timidity of their ſex cauſed theſe perſons to apprehend the change of the weather: and ſhe, whom by the tone of her voice, <hi>I</hi> judged to be her to whom <hi>I</hi> had given my heart, taking up the diſcourſe; <hi>Let us retire,</hi> ſaid ſhe, to the other accompani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed her, <hi>for I am extreamly affraid of thunder.</hi> After ſome claps more which redoubled their apprehenſion and haſtened their retreat to an houſe which was at the end of this Alley, they took one another by the hand and went away a great pace: but I followed them at a great di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance amongſt the trees, and did not loſe the ſight of them till they entered the houſe, and preſently the door was ſhut after them.</p>
                  <p>If I was troubled at the loſing of them ſo ſoon, I was much comforted by the know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge <hi>I</hi> had gained of their retreat, and having confirmed my ſelf in my belief, by the ſecond hearing of this voice, I walked in this Alley with more hope, and ſatisfaction than <hi>I</hi> had for diverſe days before: <hi>I</hi> returned to the place where <hi>I</hi> had left <hi>Dion,</hi> and having imparted my happy rancounter to him: <hi>'Tis very much for me,</hi> ſaid <hi>I, to know the place where that I love is encloſed, but this doth not ſatisfie the impatience of my love, that would have me ſee her again, yea and ſee her again this very Evening; let us ſeek out ſome honeſt opportunity to do it if it be poſſible. It is no difficult matter for you,</hi> ſaid Dion, <hi>and you have power enough in this place to command the doors open, and to enter at what hour you pleaſe:</hi> No Dion, replyed <hi>I, this is not the way that I intend to act, I have already conceived a reſpect for the perſon I love, which will not permit me to ſerve my ſelf with the privi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledges of my birth in relation to her: I would enter into the place where ſhe is if it be poſſible with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out troubling or moleſting her, and I ſhould be very ſorry to purchaſe my deareſt contentments at the rate of the leaſt of her diſpleaſures.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Whileſt <hi>I</hi> was talking in this manner, the favour of Heaven concurring with my deſires, after ſome more claps of thunder it began to rain, and the sky being covered with clouds the rain was very violent: <hi>Behold Sir,</hi> ſaid Dion, <hi>the moſt favourable occaſion you could deſire, and if you were not what you are, you might deſire ſhelter in that houſe againſt this ſtorm. I</hi> ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proved of his opinion, and thanked the Gods for the extraordinary grace they did me: we approached near the gate, but though <hi>I</hi> was not born without courage, and in ſome occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions ſhould have given teſtimonies of it, yet my love had rendred me ſo fearful, that <hi>I</hi> went upon this buſineſs as upon a very dangerous enterpriſe, and my paſſion had poſſeſſed me with ſo much weakneſs that <hi>I</hi> trembled at every blow of the knocker that <hi>Dion</hi> gave againſt the gate. They made ſome difficulty to open it at ſuch an hour, and at laſt <hi>Dion</hi> was fain to tell them aloud, that it was the Prince <hi>Philadelph</hi> who deſired ſhelter from the rain: that name which was not hated in <hi>Cilicia</hi> gave us free entrance, and having croſſed the Court with ſome ſpeed <hi>I</hi> went into a low Hall, where <hi>I</hi> found divers women that carue to meet me at the door.</p>
                  <p>The Miſtreſs of this houſe was a good widdow woman, whoſe husband had been an Officer in the King my Fathers houſe, and ſince her widow hood, ſhe was retired to this private place to live there in tranquility and repoſe; my face not being unknown to her, ſhe received me with all the marks of reſpect and affection that could be, and it was out of the knowledge ſhe had of my humour which was not enclined to give diſtaſte, that ſhe would not permit thoſe perſons that were with her to conceal themſelves as they had an intention to have done at my arrival: after <hi>I</hi> had thanked her for her civilities, and the teſtimonies of her affection, <hi>I</hi> caſt mine eyes with impatience upon thoſe perſons that were by her, and at the very firſt thought ſhe kept at a diſtance, and partly covered her face with a vail, <hi>I</hi> knew her whom <hi>I</hi> fought for amongſt three or four others, and <hi>I</hi> ſhould have diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerned her amongſt ten thouſand, and in the thickeſt darkneſs, by the marks <hi>I</hi> had of her in my heart: there proceeded a luſtre from her face much more glorious than from the tapers which gave us light, and uniting it ſelf to that which was already enkindled in my ſoul,
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it enflamed me in ſuch a manner that my ardor could not be covered, and what care ſoever I ſhould have taken, it was impoſſible for me to conceal my emotion; this fair perſon was alſo troubled at the ſight of me, and by the <hi>Idea</hi>'s which ſhe might retain of my countenance, judging that I was the ſame man whom ſhe had found in the wood, and that ſpake ſome words to her full of paſſion, this unexpected rancounter ſurpriſed her with ſome aſtoniſhment.</p>
                  <p>Though I ſaw it was impoſſible for me to diſſemble what I felt, yet at leaſt, I deſired to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal ſome part of it, making that paſs for an unexpected adventure which proceeded from a premeditated deſign, and feigning that Chance only preſented this fair Lady to my eyes, I made as if I were amazed, and in the condition I was then I had no trouble to accommodate my countenance to aſtoniſhment. <hi>O Gods!</hi> cryed I, <hi>am not I the moſt deceived man in the world, or do I ſee that divine beauty which fortune ſhewed me ſome days ago in the neighbouring wood, whoſe Image I have ſo dearly preſerved in memory?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words, this admirable perſon appeared more ſurpriſed than before: but deſiring to drive away all fear that theſe two rancounters might produce, and to diſcover her at the ſame time what I had upon my heart, I drew near her with a reſpect and a ſubmiſſion, in which I felt nothing of conſtraint, and having beheld her a while with a countenance which declared part of my thoughts to her. <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I drew you lately very indiſcreetly from a place where you had ſought your repoſe: but if I diſturbed yours, I abſolutely loſt mine own, and I will make no difficulty to confeſs before the perſons which hear us, that I left at your feet a liberty, which till that day I had preſerved: I was bold enough to give you ſome knowledge of it at our parting, and I cannot reſtrain this impetuous motion, which forces me poſſibly againſt diſcretion, to open to you at firſt an heart which I have given you: theſe ſentiments are rendred much more powerful in my ſoul by this ſecond rancounter, and I believe that the Gods and the diſtinies, contribute to my engagement by very extraordinary accidents: I confirm unto you, Madam, the gift I made you of my ſoul, but I conjure you not to receive any trouble into yours, ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther by this conformation, or by my former declaration, you ſhall receive no diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure from my paſſion, and all the power that my Birth gives me in theſe Provinces, ſhall never give me a moments diſpenſation from the reſpect I have for you. I will love you to reverence in you thoſe miracles which the Gods have placed there; I will love you to ſerve you at the rate of my deareſt intereſts, and I will love you to obey the force of my deſtiny, which, though <hi>I</hi> ſhould have the will, does not leave me the liberty not to love you; but this love, whereof <hi>I</hi> make this publick confeſſion, ſhall not produce any ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects which you may condemn, and <hi>I</hi> would ſuffer death a thouſand times, rather than give my ſelf the liberty of the leaſt action, or the leaſt thought that might diſpleaſe you: <hi>I</hi> will conſider you as if you were the Daughter of the greateſt King upon Earth, and thoſe marks of Virtue that appear in your countenance ſo dear to me, that <hi>I</hi> will employ my life in its defence, rather than conceive any deſire of oppoſing it: yet if the teſtimonies of an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent affection, which <hi>I</hi> give you without artifice, may be diſagreeable to you, <hi>I</hi> will ſo im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priſon them in my heart, and though this conſtraint ſhould bring me to my grave, you ſhall never be importuned by them.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>This fair perſon re-aſſured her ſelf by this diſcourſe, and finding nothing in it that the ſevereſt virtue could diſallow of, ſhe heard me with patience, and when <hi>I</hi> had done ſpeaking, caſting her eyes upon my face, which before ſhe had fixed upon the ground, and diſcovering to me by the light of the tapers, her admirable beauties more fully than ſhe had done before, after ſhe had been ſilent a while, to think upon what anſwer ſhe ſhould make me, ſhe replyed with a moſt incomparable grace: <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>all the trouble I could receive both by the former rancounter, and by your unexſpected arrival in this houſe, might have diſſipated in a ſoul much more fearful than mine, both by the knowledge of your condition, and by the marks of vertue which appear both in your countenance and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, all the aſtoniſhment that remains, Sir, is to ſee what pains you take to give me aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſurances very contrary to all likelyhood, and poſſibly very far from the truth: Heaven hath beſtowed but a mean beauty upon me, and though it had ſomething capable of making it ſelf beloved, the accidents and diſpleaſures of my life have not left it in a condition to produce ſuch extraordinary effects: yet I received with all due reſpect, the praiſes which you beſtow upon it, and the eſteem you expreſs to a poor ſtranger, who, neither in reſpect of her birth, or for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, did ever expect from a great Prince theſe effects of gallantry which he might employ upon a more worthy ſubject.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Whileſt ſhe ſpake thus with ſome difficulty to expreſs her ſelf in our language, which had already certified me that ſhe was no native of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> it ſeemed that all the graces compo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed her action, and the prepoſſeſſion of my ſoul made me believe that <hi>I</hi> ſaw new flaſhes of
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lightning proceed from her eyes, which abſolutely ſet me all on fire: this redoubling of my paſſion forcing me to interrupt her about the doubt ſhe had of it: <hi>I do not believe,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>divine perſon, that I can be guilty of a lye in your preſence, and do not attribute, I beſeech you, that to gallantry and artifice, which proceeds from the ſtrongeſt and the moſt ſincere affection wherewith a ſoul can engage it ſelf: this beauty which you cannot diſ-eſteem without burting me, may produce more ſudden and more ſtrange effects, and it is neither your fortune, nor the accidents of your life, that can make it loſe that miraculous power which ought to make all things ſubmit to it: I am yours, I call the Gods to witneſs, and I am yours in ſuch a manner, that nothing ſhall be able to hinder me from being ſo as long as I live. Suffer me, my divine Beauty, to live in this condition, and permit me ſometimes to give you real aſſurances of it: 'tis only the ſight of you and your diſcourſe I deſire of you, and if you ſee me give liberty to other de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſires, or fail in the leaſt part of reſpecting you equally to the daughter of</hi> Auguſtus, <hi>I ſhall not onely not think it ſtrange that you ſhould caſt me off, but I condemn my ſelf to be eternally baniſhed from your preſence.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To theſe words I joyned a very ſubmiſſive and ſupplicating action, and the fair perſon to whom I addreſſed them, having hearkned to them with patience: <hi>I will believe Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>for fear of diſpleaſing you, that which you take ſo much pains to perſwade me to, and though all appearances are to the contrary, out of the reſpect I owe to you, I will not diſpute any thing againſt you; beſides, it will be difficult for me to refuſe to be ſeen by one who is an abſolute Prince in this Country, whoſe modeſty I ought not to abuſe, becauſe he deſires that with ſubmiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion, which he might obtain with authority: but I will take the liberty to preſent to you, that this manner of carriage, in relation to a perſon ſo mean, and ſo far inferiour to you, to a Maid, whoſe diſaſters have made her to be of a very bad humour, will be little agreeable, or conformable to your grandeur, and if you pleaſe to give me a little more freedom, I will tell you, Sir, that vertue, wherewith I am willing to believe that you regulate all your deſires, will not ſecure me from reproach, and that a Maid born in a condition ſo diſproportionable to yours, cannot permit a Prince as you are, to have private conferences with her without ruining her ſelf. I deſire nothing of you ſo private,</hi> replyed I, <hi>but that in all our converſations, you may have by you as witneſſes all theſe perſons that hear us now; I have made an acknowledgement of my paſſion in their pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, and by this fair and open way of procedure with you, you may judge of the innocency of my intentions: I requeſt nothing of you but what may brook the light, and howſoever you pleaſe to undervalue your ſelf, I am prompted by an interiour knowledge to diſcern you from perſons of ordinary conſideration and quality. Amongſt thoſe that are about you poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly there is ſome body, whom either friendſhip, or communication of counſels, will not ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer you to ſuſpect: if they diſapprove the requeſt I make to you, I will no longer perſevere in it, and my deareſt contentments would be odious to me, if I ſhould obtain them againſt your intentions.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The adorable Unknown caſt down her eyes at theſe words, and an ancient woman began to ſpeak who ſtood by her; <hi>Delia,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>if this great Prince deſires nothing of you but to ſee you and diſcourſe with you, I ſuppoſe you cannot deny him, and in my opinion you will do nothing againſt your duty, when you ſee him and diſcourſe with him in our preſence.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Briſeis</hi> (that was the name of the Miſtreſs of the houſe) ſeconded theſe words, informed her fair gueſt, as far as ſhe knew, of my conditions, and prayed her to have no fearful apprehen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions of the viſits and converſation of a Prince, who in all his actions had appeared full of diſcretion and goodneſs, and preached ſo handſomely to her upon this Text, that in fine ſhe told her that ſhe might receive the Prince into her houſe when ſhe pleaſed, and that ſhe would not avoid his company ſo long as he kept himſelf to the terms he had propoſed.</p>
                  <p>In this manner I obtained the permiſſion of ſeeing her with incredible ſatisfaction, and I was reſolved to carry my ſelf ſo towards her, as if ſhe had been of a more ſublime condition than my ſelf. After this permiſſion for which I rendred her thanks in very paſſionate ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions, I deſired to be informed of her fortune, and I underſtood that ſhe called her ſelf <hi>Delia,</hi> that ſhe was born of noble blood upon the Frontier of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and that part of their Family conſiſting of a Son and two Daughters, and an Aunt, which was the woman which had ſpoken a little before, being at Sea upon an important voyage, their Veſſel by a terrible tempeſt was driven upon the Coaſt, and ſhattered to pieces upon the Rocks; that the Son and all his Servants had loſt their lives amongſt the waves, and the Aunt and her two N<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eces laying hold upon ſome planks of the Ship, were caſt upon the ſhore, where the Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtreſs of the houſe received them, and entertained them with a great deal of goodneſs, whilſt they expected ſome favourable opportunity to go to Sea again, and take the neareſt way into their own Country.</p>
                  <p>This woman by this diſcourſe did ſtrongly intereſs me in the diſpleaſures and fortune of <hi>Delia,</hi> and after I had comforted them the beſt I poſſibly could for the loſſes they had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived:
<q>
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You have found, <hi>added I,</hi> whatſoever you could deſire either in relation to your ſtay here, or your return into your own Country, if the incomparable <hi>Delia</hi> have ſo much goodneſs as not to flie ſo ſoon from a Prince who doth even idolatrize her divine qualities; ſhe may ſtay with you in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> in a condition poſſibly as advantagious and in as great tranquility as if ſhe were in <hi>Armenia:</hi> this is that which I conjure her to, and you like<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe by that pity which may intereſs you in my ſafety, and doth not permit her to abandon a Prince ſo ſoon, who in ſo ſudden a ſeparation can find nothing but the loſs of his repoſe: and if by my ardent ſupplications, and ſome care of a life which I have devoted to her, I cannot obtain of her and you to continue here a while at the rate of my deareſt intereſts, I will cauſe you to be conducted back, and I will conduct you my ſelf, if you will permit me, into any part of the world whither you ſhall pleaſe to retire your ſelves. <hi>Delia</hi> and her Aunt were more moved with theſe words than with all my former diſcourſe, yet they con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tented themſelves to give me many thanks full of acknowledgement, without ſpeaking of their own intentions.</q>
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                  <p>After this we converſed together for ſome time, which ſeemed very ſhort to me, though it was for divers hours, in which ſpace having met with as many charms in <hi>Delia</hi>'s ſpirit, as there were in her countenance, I abſolutely ſubmitted all that I was Maſter of to her power: the miſtreſs of the houſe cauſed a chamber to be made ready for me, believing that I intended to ſtay there that night; but I was afraid I ſhould have incommodated the Ladies, and have troubled <hi>Delia</hi> in making too free uſe of this firſt viſit, and ſeeing that the rain was waſt, and the night fair and clear, I cauſed my horſes to be brought forth, and took my leave of the company; giving goodnight to <hi>Delia,</hi> whom I quitted with a great deal of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugnance: <hi>Divine</hi> Delia, ſaid I, <hi>I leave you ſuch dear pledges that it is difficult for me to leave you without a great deal of affliction; If my viſits be not troubleſome I will come ſometimes to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firm thoſe proteſtations I have made to be eternally yours, if they do create you any diſpleaſure I ſhall forbear ſeeing of you; but I ſhall never do that without dying.</hi> I did not give her time to repl<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                     </gap>, but mounting my horſe immediately after, I parted and went from that dear houſe, where, together with <hi>Delia,</hi> I left the better part of my ſoul.</p>
                  <p>The Caſtle where at that time I took my divertiſements, was not ſo far diſtant but I could gallop thither in an hour, and there I paſſed the reſt of that night, and the beginning of the next in thoughts divided between the joy I reſented for my late good ſucceſs, and inquietude for the engagement of my ſoul: 'Tis certain for all that, that the beginnings of this paſſion are always ſweet, it flatters us at its birth, and concealing its cruelty from us, it diſplays onely what is agreeable. I ſufficiently experimented this in this adventure, and being drawn out of the firſt pleaſures that charmed me, I did not foreſee the croſſes and diſpleaſures which follow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed them in throngs, and for ſome contentments which any other ſoul but mine, would poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly not have been ſenſible of, have expoſed me to miſeries which would have infallibly ruined an ordinary conſtancy.</p>
                  <p>A few days after (for I would not indulge my paſſion which urged me that way every hour, for fear of diſpleaſing her I loved) I viſited the happy place of <hi>Delia</hi>'s reſidence, and I had the good fortune to entertain her as freely as I could deſire; but ſhe ſtill appeared more fair in my eye than ſhe had done before, and at every viſit that I tendred her, me thought I diſcovered ſome new beauty: but I found her ſo full of civility and ſweetneſs in receiving the teſtimonies of my love, I likewiſe ſaw her ſo far from taking thoſe impreſſions which I endeavoured to work in her, that I began to foreſee ſome difficulties that I had not propoſed to my ſelf before.</p>
                  <p>One day (which I believe was that of my ſeventh or eight viſit) walking with her in the Garden which belonged to the houſe, and ſeeing that her Aunt, her Siſter, and <hi>Briſeis,</hi> came ſo far behind as not to underſtand our diſcourſe. <q>Divine <hi>Delia, ſaid I,</hi> if I had any thing more precious than my heart and ſoul, upon the knowledge of your admirable qualities, I ſhould have given you that too, as willingly as I have given you that which I was Maſter of till it was yours, and in this preſent you would have received no more from me, than what is due to you from all the perſons that have the honour to ſee you: I have given my ſelf to you, my dear <hi>Delia,</hi> without any intereſt or pretention, and Heaven is my witneſs, that it is not upon any hope that you can diſallow, that I have engaged my ſelf to love you. Neither will I ever have any thought which may make you doubt of the eſteem and reſpect which I have for your vertue, and I reverence it too particularly in you to have the leaſt thought of wronging it. But, <hi>Delia,</hi> 'tis ſo natural in the courſe of affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on to deſire ſome acknowledgement, and love is ſo carried by its own inclinations to produce its like, that you cannot poſſibly with juſtice condemn the deſire I have to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>troduce into your ſoul ſome part of this affection, to which I have entirely ſacrificed my ſelf: I know that in the ſmall time I have been yours, I could not in reaſon oblige
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you to particular affection for me; a conqueſt of ſo great a value, merits without doubt, much longer ſufferings than mine have been, and many years of ſervice where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of as yet I have hardly given you an account of a few days. But O Gods! how happy ſhould I be? O Gods! how much ſhould I be ſatisfied: if I knew that you were really diſpoſed but only to wiſh me well? and if I could ground my hope upon appearances, that my love and ſervices might gain me ſome advantage upon a heart, which I deſire to encounter by that means, and by that means I might vanquiſh it, if your inclinations did not oppoſe me.</q>
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                  <p>Whileſt I ſpake in this manner, <hi>Delia</hi> bluſhed, and I had reaſon to conceive that it was only out of reſpect and conſideration that ſhe admitted of this diſcourſe; yet ſhe endured it without any mark of repugnance, ſeeing I converſed with her upon the ſame terms as I might have done with the greateſt Princeſs of <hi>Aſia,</hi> and after ſhe had quickly hearkned to me; <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>you can give me no opinion of the purity of your deſigns wherewith I am not already prepoſſeſſed, and when you gave me the firſt knowledge of a particular eſteem you had for me, if I had ſuſpected the contrary, thoſe very waves that caſt me from your Coaſts, ſhould have ſheltere<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> me from the puiſsance of a Prince, whoſe bad intentions could not but render him very formidable to a ſtrange Maid: the belief I have received of your vertue, both from the report of</hi> Briſeis, <hi>and the marks you have given me of it your ſelf, have made me receive the honour you do me, with the reſpect that is due to you, and upon this conſideration poſſibly, I tranſgreſs thoſe rules which my duty preſcribes both to my age and ſex. Theſe proofs of your affection (ſince in obedience to you, I muſt not oppoſe the opinion you are pleaſed to give me of them) which ought to affright a Maid re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced by her fortune to the condition I am in, have not produced that effect in me, and I have hearkened to the aſſurances you have been pleaſed to give me of them, out of the confidence I have always had of your vertue: This is all Sir, that you can deſire of a Maid whom you have judged worthy of your eſteem, and farther than the reſpect I have for your perſon and goodneſs, I know no thoughts that can be pardonable to a Maid of my condition. I am too much obliged,</hi> replyed I, <hi>to the opinion you have had of me before you knew me, and I have made no ſmall progreſs upon your ſpirit, if I have already planted an eſteem there, which cannot but be very dear, and very advantagious to me: by the means of that, poſſibly I may obtain ſomething more powerful of you, and neither the condition you are in, nor that duty you oppoſe againſt me, can in reaſon hinder you from what acknowledgement requires, or that I deſire of you onely in ſuch terms as can never offend you: if ever you ſee me tranſgreſs theſe bounds which I preſcribe to my ſelf, baniſh me from you as a perſon the moſt unworthy to love you in the world; but if I regulate my affection ſo, that you can no way diſallow of it, give me leave, adorable</hi> Delia, <hi>to hope for ſome more precious thing from you, than as yet I have obtained from your goodneſs. It will be very difficult for me. Sir,</hi> replyed Delia, <hi>to entertain any other thoughts than what I have already for you: they may render themſelves more powerful in my ſpirit by further knowledge, and the obligations we have to your goodneſs: but I do not think they can ever change their nature.</hi>
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                  <p>We had ſome farther diſcourſe upon this ſubject, but <hi>Delia</hi> could not be moved from her reſolution, and in all the ſucceeding viſits ſhe continued ſo ſtedfaſt, that I almoſt loſt all hope of engaging her to any affection for me as long as I lived. If theſe difficulties cauſed me ſome diſpleaſure, her virtue which I took notice of by a thouſand marks, enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged and enflamed me the more, and I did then firmly believe that I could not love more no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly, nor in any place more worthy of my love, though I ſhould have addreſſed my ſelf to the chiefeſt Princeſs of the Univerſe.</p>
                  <p>To render <hi>Briſeis</hi> the more favourable to me, I often made her great preſents; but I had always ſuch a reſpect for <hi>Delia,</hi> that I durſt offer nothing to her nor her Aunt, for fear of offending them, and I contented my ſelf to let her Aunt often underſtand by <hi>Briſeis,</hi> that ſhe might abſolutely diſpoſe of all things that were in my power, and that ſhe ſhould make no difficulty to make uſe of them, in regard of the loſſes they had received by ſhipwrack.</p>
                  <p>I lived in this manner, when I received a command from the King to return to <hi>Thar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus,</hi> and the order was ſo preſſing, that I had not ſo much time to take my leave of <hi>Delia:</hi> I comforted my ſelf in this diſpleaſure with the hope I had that I might ſee her again within a few days, and upon that confidence I ſent <hi>Dion</hi> to her with this Letter which I wrote to her.</p>
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                           <hi>Prince</hi> PHILADELPH <hi>to the Divine</hi> DELIA.</head>
                        <p>A <hi>Preſſing and cruel order divides me from you for ſome days, and I ſhould ſpeak more truly, if I ſhould ſay that it divides me from my ſelf, ſince that the better part of me remains with you, and I cannot be torn from you without the ſeparation of my body, which is drawn another way from my ſoul which I left with you. I ſhould not have conſtancy enough to ſupport this diſpleaſure, if it were likely to be of any long continuance, and if I did not hope to overcome my ill fortune, by the abſence of a few days: but why do I call them a few days? they will be of ſo inſupportable a length to me, that I ſhall reckon every one of them for a year.</hi>
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                     <hi>Dion</hi> carried this Letter to <hi>Delia,</hi> but he brought me back no anſwer, neither did I expect any, judging by the courſe of life that this Maid took with me, that her ſeverity would not permit her a long time to favour me with her Letters.</p>
                  <p>I departed from that place, and arrived at <hi>Tharſus</hi> the day following, where I received great reproaches from the King for not having ſeen him in ſo long a time, and I found him in ſuch an humour upon that account, that made me believe that he would not permit me to return to my ſolitude a great while. This fear afflicted me with a mortal diſpleaſure, but I was no leſs troubled at the command he laid upon me a few days after, to ſerve the Princeſs <hi>Urania</hi> in good earneſt, and to diſpoſe my ſelf to marry her within a ſmall time.</p>
                  <p>There was ſo little room in my ſoul for this new affection, that all the powers on earth could not give it entrance, and I found no diſpoſition in my ſelf to obey the Kings command; I began likewiſe to acquit my ſelf of what he deſired of me ſo coldly, that all perſons who had a mind to obſerve my actions, knew very well that I proceeded with a great deal of repugnance. The image of <hi>Delia</hi> engraved in the middle of my heart, made every thing elſe but her ſelf diſagreeable to my imagination, and not only the beauty of <hi>Ura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia,</hi> but all thoſe of the Court of <hi>Tharſus,</hi> inſtead of moving me, were looked upon with diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dain and overſion.</p>
                  <p>Within a few days her abſence began to make it ſelf ſenſible in good earneſt, and a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle after, thoſe who would take notice, might have read as much in my face. <hi>Delia</hi> alone eternally poſſeſſed my memory, and in the beſt company I could come into, I fell into a profound muſing, which rendred me incapable of all converſation. If I deſired to enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain <hi>Urania</hi> according to the Kings intention it was neceſſary that by the force of imagina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion I ſhould ſuppoſe that I directed my diſcourſe to <hi>Delia,</hi> and when I could not work that effect upon my ſpirit, I came off ſo unhandſomely in what I ſpake againſt my own heart, that ſhe might eaſily take notice of my conſtraint, and the little diſpoſition I had to comply with my Fathers intentions.</p>
                  <p>I wrote to <hi>Delia</hi> divers times, and in my Letters <hi>I</hi> did inceſſantly expreſs the diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure <hi>I</hi> received in being ſeparated from her, but though ſhe received them courteouſly, and treated <hi>Dion</hi> who brought them with a great deal of ſweetneſs and civility, ſhe never returned me any anſwer, and contented her ſelf to ſend me word by <hi>Dion</hi> that ſhe was ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry much obliged to my memory, and that ſhe would perſevere as long as ſhe lived in the deſign of honouring and eſteeming of me as <hi>I</hi> deſerved. In all probability there was but little cauſe of contentment in this kind of treatment, but <hi>I</hi> could not diſ-eſteem any thing that proceeded from ſuch a vertue as <hi>Delia</hi>'s, and that which would not have ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied me from another perſon, coming from <hi>Delia</hi> it was received by me as ſomething ſupream<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly precious.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time, my languiſhing and the profound Melancholly that poſſeſſed me, made it ſelf apparent to all the world; the King asked me the cauſe of it divers times, but in vain, and he was the laſt perſon in the world to whom <hi>I</hi> ſhould have diſcovered it: but the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda</hi> my Siſter, for whom <hi>I</hi> had a very firm friendſhip, informed her ſelf of me with more ſucceſs. <hi>I</hi> really affected her, both as the rare qualities ſhe is miſtreſs of, might oblige all the world to do, and as the ardent affection which ſhe al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ways had for me, did particularly oblige me. There are few perſons endowed with a greater ſhare of beautythan ſhe, and fewer endued with more rational intellectuals: She queſtioned me oftentimes concerning the change of my humour, and not being able to get any thing out of me at the firſt, ſhe did ſo intereſs her ſelf in my condition, that <hi>I</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved my ſelf obliged at the laſt to diſcover the cauſe of it to her, eſpecially conſidering, as <hi>I</hi> imagined, that <hi>I</hi> might receive aſſiſtances from her upon that account, which might be capa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble of ſweetning my diſpleaſures.</p>
                  <p>Upon this deſign, one day having ſhut my ſelf up with her in her Cloſet, after <hi>I</hi> had meditated a while upon the diſcourſe <hi>I</hi> had to make to her: <hi>Dear Siſter,</hi> ſaid <hi>I, 'tis</hi>
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                     <hi>impoſſible for me to conceal my heart any longer from you, and the amity I have for you, hath ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred you ſo powerful over my ſpirit, that henceforth I ſhall not be able to diſguiſe any thing from your knowledge; yea, Siſter, I will diſcover to you my moſt ſecret thoughts: but by this teſtimony of my amity, I would oblige yours to render me all the aſſiſtance I may receive from it, and which I only deſire for the preſervation of my life. Doubt not, Brother,</hi> replyed the Princeſs, <hi>but that I ſhall be always diſpoſed to give you the moſt difficult teſtimonies of my affection, and I ſhall ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver be more ſatisfied, than when I ſhall be able to contribute any thing to your repoſe: Open your heart to me upon this aſſurance, and expect the utmoſt of my diſcretion in concealing your ſecret, and of my intentions to render you thoſe aſſiſtances you may deſire of me. I ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected no leſs, dear Siſter,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>but I conjure you to perſevere in theſe intentions, and not to refuſe me that upon any ſlight conſideration, which I neither can nor will receive but only from your ſelf.</hi>
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                  <p>In the cloſe of theſe words, I plainly diſcovered to her the condition of my ſoul, I related her the rancounter I had with <hi>Delia,</hi> I deſcribed her beauty, and forgot nothing in the repeti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of all the diſcourſes I had with her.</p>
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                     <hi>Andromeda</hi> was troubled at this Story, and not approving of a paſſion wherein I had ſo lightly engaged my ſelf, ſhe did her endeavour to oppoſe it, and alledged to me all the rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons and conſequences that probably ſhe could ſet before my eyes: but after I had quietly hearkned to her; <q>Siſter, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I know very well that my love hath ſtrangeneſs enough in it to ſurprize thoſe to whom I make a relation of it: but the ſight of <hi>Delia</hi> will diſſipate all your aſtoniſhments, and when the beauty of her ſoul ſhall be as well known to you as that of her body, you will confeſs not onely that I have committed no fault in loving her, but that withal powers of my ſoul, I am not capable to love her ſufficiently; however it fall out, Siſter, I am ſo far engaged, that all the powers on earth are not able to take me off, and though I had the power to do it my ſelf, yet I find ſo much ſweetneſs, and ſo much glory too in loving of <hi>Delia,</hi> that I ſhould ſooner chooſe to ceaſe to live, than ceaſe to love her: But brother, <hi>replyed Andromeda,</hi> if the Maid be endued with ſuch a ſevere vertue as you repreſent her to be, what can your deſign be? for when all is done, I do not believe you have any intention to marry her. Hitherto, <hi>replyed I,</hi> I have had no other deſign than to love her infinitely, and though I do ſufficiently eſteem her to make her my Wife, yet the difficulties, which without doubt, I ſhould find in gaining the Kings conſent, have hindred me from thinking of that: but yet certainly, I ſhould diſpoſe my ſelf to that much rather, than conceive any deſire that might wrong her Vertue. You cannot, <hi>anſwered the Princeſs,</hi> conſerve any inclination to ſo ſtrange and unequal a marriage, without incurring the Kings diſpleaſure, and the ſcorn of all your ſubjects, and I have too much confidence in your diſcretion and good conduct to fear that of you: but Brother, ſince you have given me this knowledge of your paſſion, what ſervice is it that you deſire of me, and what is it that I can do for your repoſe and ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction? I deſire Siſter, <hi>replyed I,</hi> if you love me ſo well as to do me that good office, that you would entreat leave of the King to go and divert your ſelf a few days at <hi>Siloe (that was the name of that fatal Caſtle which had cauſed me to know</hi> Delia) which he will eaſily grant you, if you repreſent to him that change of air is neceſſary for you by reaſon of ſome indiſpoſition: and my deſire is, that amongſt the reſt of your walks, you would take one towards the place of <hi>Delia</hi>'s retreat, which <hi>Dion</hi> will ſhew you, and that you would viſit that admirable creature, whoſe ſight, without doubt, will make your heart excuſe that fault which now your tongue reproaches me withal; and after that, by the knowledge of her ſelf, ſhe ſhall have produced in your ſpirit, part of that which ſhe hath al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready done in mine: I beſeech you, dear Siſter with all the earneſtneſs that is poſſible for me, that you would engage her to you, and oblige her in the company of her Aunt and Siſter (for it would not be eaſie, neither is it neceſſary to part them) to take their re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treat for a while with you: Such a beauty as hers will be there in greater ſafety, than in a ſolitary houſe where ſhe is expoſed to a world of dangers, you will do an action of generoſity in entertaining and protecting ſtrangers, whom their Shipwrack hath expoſed to all manner of misfortunes, in which they will receive thoſe aſſiſtances from you with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out difficulty, which they refuſe to own from me; and to tell you that which imports me moſt, by your means I ſhall ſee the perſon I love without danger of diſpleaſing the King by abſenting my ſelf from the Court, or of injuring <hi>Delia</hi>'s reputation, as without doubt I ſhould do if I continued to render her my viſits at <hi>Briſeis</hi>'s houſe. Behold, dear Siſter, the good office I deſire of your friendſhip, it is not unworthy of your vertue, ſince, I proteſt be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore the Gods, all my thoughts are limited within the bounds of vertue, and if I ſee <hi>Delia</hi> by your means, I ſhall ſee her and converſe with her in ſuch a manner as ſhall never cauſe the ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour of your houſe to be called in queſtion.</q>
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In this manner I acquainted <hi>Andromeda</hi> with my intentions, and after ſhe had meditated a while upon the anſwer ſhe was to make me: <q>Brother, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you deſire a thing of me, which you would never have requeſted if my intereſts had been as conſiderable to you as your own contentments, and without doubt I expoſe my ſelf to divers troubles, both in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard of the Kings indignation which I ſhall draw upon my ſelf when the truth is diſcovered, and the report that will accompany this action which poſſibly may undergo a bad con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruction, all which you might have eaſily foreſeen, if your paſſion did not cloſe up your eyes againſt all intereſts beſides your own: but to let you know that I love you better without doubt than you do me, I will do what you deſire, and it ſhall not be the fault either of my entreaties or endeavours, if the Maid be not with me within theſe few daies: but, Brother, when ſhe is with me, do not you pretend to any thing from her beſides her ſight and company, and ſo far I ſhall aſſiſt you; but believe me, I ſhould more eaſily con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent to ſee you marry that Stranger, then to ſee you expreſs any intentions to a Maid in my Family that may injure my Honour. If my intentions, <hi>replyed I,</hi> were not the ſame that I have repreſented to you, I would not have made my addreſs to my Siſter; and I will tell you farther, that whatſoever conſideration I have for you, I have no leſs for <hi>Delia,</hi> and I would not ſuffer for my life that ſhe ſhould take any leſs honourable, or leſs ſecure retreat, than ſhe is like to find with you.</q>
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                  <p>We had divers other diſcourſes beſides, whereby at laſt I diſpoſed her to all that I could hope from her amity. She acquitted her ſelf of all things punctually, and the next day having deſired permiſſion of the King to paſs ſome daies at <hi>Siloe,</hi> a little after ſhe went thi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, and with a great deal of goodneſs endeavoured my repoſe.</p>
                  <p>It is not neceſſary that I ſhould enlarge my ſelf in theſe particulars: the ſecond day of her walking abroad ſhe viſited <hi>Briſei</hi>'s houſe, which had a very agreeable ſituation, and the Miſtreſs of the houſe, who had ſpent ſome time at Court, was not unknown to her; ſhe ſaw <hi>Delia,</hi> and in this interview having found all things in her far above what I had deſcribed to her, ſhe deſired to have her near her for her own intereſt, as much as ſhe had deſired it before for mine.</p>
                  <p>The next day the Princeſs having ſent them a Chariot, <hi>Briſeis</hi> and her gueſts went to ſee her at <hi>Siloe,</hi> where having ſignified to <hi>Delia,</hi> that ſhe ſympathized much with her in her fortune, and deſired to render her all manner of conſolation, ſhe entreated her, together with her Aunt and Siſter, to ſpend their time with her as long as they ſhould pleaſe to continue there, aſſuring them of all mannner of accommodation and protection, and pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſing them that when they were weary of their continuance in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> ſhe would furniſh them with means of returning into their own Country. <hi>Delia</hi> and her Aunt returned their humble thanks in terms full of acknowledgement; but <hi>Delia</hi> calling to mind my love (though the Princeſs had made no mention of me to her, nor ſignified that ſhe had any knowledge of it) and believing that ſhe ought not to caſt her ſelf upon occaſions of recei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving new teſtimonies of it, reſiſted her deſires a long time, telling her that in the condition of their fortune, and the grief they reſented for the loſs of ſome of their neareſt relations, they ought to avoid the Court and great companies, and continue in a ſolitude more con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formable to their affliction.</p>
                  <p>This was all <hi>Andromeda</hi> could get from her the firſt day of their converſation, and this reſiſtance whereof ſhe might well ſuſpect the cauſe, made her eſteem <hi>Delia</hi> much the more, and conceive a real deſire to obtain her company, as well for love of her ſelf, as upon my conſideration; and having ſent for her divers other times, ſhe courted her with ſuch win<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning language, that at laſt, either by the charms which <hi>Andromeda</hi> is really Miſtreſs of in ſurpriſing of hearts, or by the hope ſhe gave her of cauſing her to be re-conducted into her own Countrey, when ſhe had no mind to tarry any longer with her, ſhe deſired, and from that day forward ſhe retained her, together with her Auut and Siſter, in her houſe, pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing her Aunt with her women, and <hi>Delia</hi> and her Siſter among her Maids of honour. She continued a while longer in the Country to take away all ſuſpicion from <hi>Delia,</hi> that this was an affected action, and a deſign premeditated for my advantage: but ſhe wrote to me concerning the ſucceſs of her voyage, and by that news poſſeſſed me with ſuch a joy as I could hardly contain.</p>
                  <p>Why ſhould I detain you any longer with this diſcourſe; after ſome daies continuance at <hi>Siloe,</hi> in which time <hi>Andromeda</hi> having taken notice of the admirable qualities of <hi>Delia,</hi> gave her almoſt as full poſſeſſion of her own heart, as I had done of mine, ſhe returned to <hi>Tharſus,</hi> and brought Beauties with her to that Court, which gave a new luſtre to it, and in particular cauſed a new day to dawn in my benighted ſoul. I received <hi>Andromeda</hi> as the tutelary Demon of my repoſe and life, and I expreſſed my thankfulneſs for her goodneſs, in ſuch terms as made her clearly apprehend the greatneſs of my paſſion, and when we paſſed
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from theſe firſt actions of acknowledgement to ſome other kind of diſcourſe: <q>
                        <hi>Well Siſter,</hi> ſaid I,</q> 
                     <hi>have you found me real in the relation I made you concerning</hi> Delia, <hi>and have you not ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved parts in that divine perſon, which have cauſed you to finiſh that without repugnance which you began for love of me?</hi> Delia <hi>is ſo amiable,</hi> replied the Princeſs ſmiling, <hi>that I love her al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready as much as you do, and if hitherto I have tendered her reputation upon my own intereſt, upon her own account for the future I will never permit that you ſhould entertain any thoughts that might be injurious to her. I tell you really,</hi> continued ſhe with a more ſerious look, <hi>I will permit you to ſee her, and ſpeak to her, as you have hitherto done to thoſe of my Maids which you eſteemed above the reſt: But if I can ever perceive any thing in this buſineſs that diſpleaſes me, or only ſignifies to me that your intentions are bad, as well as I love this Maid, I ſhall take order to ſend her away with ſo much diligence, that you ſhall never hear more news of her.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>When I heard <hi>Andromeda</hi> threaten me thus, I confirmed the promiſes I had made to her, and after I had freed her from all fears ſhe might conceive upon that occaſion, I went to viſit <hi>Delia,</hi> who had not yet ſtirred from the Lodging aſſigned to her, it being the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs<hi>'s</hi> pleaſure that they ſhould not ſhew themſelves till they were habited like the reſt, and put in a condition to preſent themſelves in her Chamber. I could not ſee <hi>Delia</hi> again with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out tranſport, and whatſoever aſſurance her innocence might give her, ſhe did not ſee the without a bluſh. After the firſt complements of reception which I made to her Aunt, her Siſter and her ſelf in general, addreſſing my ſelf more particularly to her: <q>My adorable <hi>Delia, ſaid I,</hi> you have left your ſolitude, which your preſence rendred more glorious than the Courts of Kings, and by the luſtre you have brought into ours, you have diſſipated that dark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs which in your abſence had taken poſſeſſion of my ſoul: I could not, <hi>replyed Delia,</hi> diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>obey the pleaſure of the Princeſs, who hath commanded me to continue a while with her, and though poſſibly no place of reſidence were ſupportable to us in the preſent condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of our affairs, I have at the firſt ſight conceived too great a reſpect for her to do any thing that may croſs her deſires. Would it had pleaſed the Gods, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> that you had done that upon another motive, which you have done upon this conſidera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and that I had been indebted to your pity for what I owe to the affection you have had for my Siſter: yet I am obliged to her for this benefit, and do confeſs that I am re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duable to her for all the repoſe of my ſoul, and for my life which I could not have preſerved any longer without ſeeing of you again: but I would, if you pleaſe, be be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holding to you for the remainder of it, and hope that henceforward you will have ſome ſence of my ſufferings, and ſome regard of a condition, whereunto out of a ſtate of liberty and tranquillity, you have for ever reduced me. It will not be difficult for you, <hi>replyed Delia,</hi> to reaſſume that liberty which you have ſo eaſily parted with all, and when you ſhall make a reflection upon my fortune and my perſon, you will eaſily loſe thoſe impreſſions you have received without being acquainted with me. Ah! <hi>Delia, cryed I,</hi> I ſhall never ceaſe to love you till I ceaſe to live, and I cannot reflect upon the Subject of my love without ſtrongly conſirming my ſelf in this paſſion to which I have devoted all my daies: But Sir, <hi>added Delia, with a more ſerious countenance than before,</hi> do you not conſider that you are in a condition very different from that of common perſons, and that you have not ſo much liberty in your actions or affections as a private man? there is no law, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> that can force a mans inclinations, and though the King hath commanded me, and doth command me ſtill every day to love and ſerve the Princeſs <hi>Urania,</hi> he ſhall never obtain of me an effect of obedience that will never be in my power, and though he were more powerful than he is, he ſhall never be able to deprive <hi>Delia</hi> of that heart which I have given her, and which cannot be tranſported to any other place by any duty, or upon any other conſideration. Ah Sir! <hi>replyed Delia,</hi> I ſhould be very much afflicted if I ſhould be the cauſe of diſobedience or diſorder in your family, and if for the ſake of an unfortunate ſtranger you ſhould draw upon you the indignation of the King your fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther; I will not contribute to the trouble you may receive upon that account, and it were much better that you ſhould engage your ſelf in ſome affection wherein you might find your eſtabliſhment and repoſe, than to amuſe your ſelf about a ſmall ill-grounded incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation, which in reaſon you cannot beſtow ſo much as a thought upon: I will never have any thought for you, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> that you may juſtly condemn, and though (to make you an ingenuous confeſſion) I have loved you hitherto without any other deſign than to love you, I ſhall be capable of whatſoever you approve, rather than you ſhould not be ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of ſome ſence of affection for me; I proteſt it to you by all the Gods, that if in the courſe of this love which layes me at your feet without an intereſt, I can be but ſo happy as to underſtand that you diſpoſe your ſelf to love me, you ſhall quickly know that my deſires aim at nothing ſuperior to your ſelf, and as there is no dignity to which you may not right<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully aſpire, ſo there is no conſideration which can hinder me from placing you there, when
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my perſon ſhall be ſo agreeable to you, as to cauſe you to receive the effects of my love without repugnance.</q>
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                  <p>
                     <hi>Delia</hi> bluſhed a little at theſe words, which poſſibly ſhe had not expected ſo promptly from me; and after ſhe had continued a while without replying: <q>I ſhall never have any repugnance, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> either for your perſon or the teſtimonies of your affection; but what deſign ſoever you may have to my advantage, I will never approve of it ſo long as other perſons may have reaſon to condemn it, and the ſplendor of preferments and dignities can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not poſſibly charm me ſo much as to make me willing to purchaſe it with the diſpleaſure of ſeeing a fault committed by a perſon whom I eſteem and honour as my duty is.</q> By theſe words, which proceeded from a courage infinitely high, <hi>Delia</hi> augmented the reſpect I had for her, and regarding her with a new admiration: <q>You are worthy without doubt, <hi>ſaid I to her,</hi> of a much higher fortune that I can advance you to, and I know you too well to believe that the hope of greatneſs is more powerfull upon your ſpirit, than the proofs of a faithful and reſpectful paſſion: but if beſides his heart and ſoul, the gift whereof hath exceeded all that he can do more, a Prince ſhould offer you.—'Tis enough Sir, <hi>anſwered</hi> Delia, <hi>interrupting me,</hi> and I beſeech you pardon me if I oppoſe the ſequel of your diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe; I do neither expect nor deſire theſe propoſitions from you, and as you may content your ſelf, if you pleaſe, with the reſpect I have for you, ſo I ſhall be ſatisfied with the particular eſteem which you expreſs to me, without framing deſigns contrary to appearance and reaſon.</q>
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                  <p>This was all I could obtain of <hi>Delia,</hi> not only at this firſt converſation, but in all the reſt that I had with her a long time after, and ſhe kept her ſelf ſo within the limits of an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moveable moderation, that by all the proofs of my love I could never incline her ſpirit to a complatency which might cauſe her to remit any the leaſt thing from the higheſt and ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vereſt vertue, yet for all this ſhe treated me with a great deal of ſweetneſs, ſhe alwaies looked kindly uppon me, and expreſſed by all her actions that ſhe eſteemed my perſon upon other conſiderations than that of my birth; but this was all that I could get of her, and ſhe was ſo far from giving her ſelf the liberty of granting me the ſmalleſt favours, that ſhe did not ſpeak ſo much as one word to me that proceeded from terms of good-will, and I confeſs that I contented my ſelf with this fortune, and maugre the inequality of our conditions, I had formed an <hi>Idea</hi> of this admirable perſon to my ſelf that rendred the ſmalleſt thing that related to her, precious to me.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time this miraculous beauty appeared at the Court like a reſplendent Star, which with its luſtre eclipſed all the reſt; and after ſhe had been there a few dayes, there was no diſcourſe but of the fair Stranger which was in the Princeſs<hi>'s</hi> ſervice. The King and Queen beheld her with admiration, and ſhe had hardly begun to ſhew her ſelf, but ſhe had made a thouſand ſighs for her and adored her: they all crowded to her to give her the firſt teſtimonies of it, but ſhe treated them all with ſo much indifference and diſdain, that the boldeſt amongſt them had hardly the confidence to renew their ſuit. I ſaw her every day with facility enough, but never without the company of her ſiſter, or ſome of her companions, and in all the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſations that I had with her, though ſhe were of a ſofter ſex, and younger years than I, yet ſhe gave me examples and precepts of vertue, which might have ſwayed my inclinations that way, if I had capacity enough to profit by them.</p>
                  <p>Alas! how many times in this happy ſeaſon, after I had paſſed ſome hours in her company with incredible raviſhments, have I cried out to my ſelf with tranſport, that all kind of employments and conditions in the world ought to give place to the glory of ſerving <hi>Delia?</hi> how often have I prayed the Princeſs my Siſter that ſhe would intereſs her ſelf, and often bear a part in our ſociety, and to confeſs that the world had nothing comparable to <hi>Delia,</hi> and that ſhe was a thouſand times more beholding to me for the occaſion <hi>I</hi> had given her of gaining the company of this admirable perſon, than <hi>I</hi> was obliged to her for the benefit ſhe had procured me by it? She likewiſe took no notice of the precautions ſhe had made for the ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour of her family, and repoſing an entire confidence in the vertue of <hi>Delia,</hi> ſhe left her to the conduct of her own life, without troubling her ſelf in relation to the intereſt ſhe might have taken in it. In the mean while ſhe loved and careſſed her in ſuch a manner, that this Maid being obliged to her amity, whatſoever deſire ſhe had to return into her own country, durſt not require the performance of the promiſe which was made of conducting her back again thither, and alwayes when ſhe was about to open her mouth to that purpoſe, <hi>Andro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>meda</hi> entertained her with ſuch fine expreſſions, and repreſented her with ſuch tender and preſſing careſſes that ſhe could not live without her, that ſhe inſenſibly engaged her to a much longer ſtay than ſhe had intended.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time <hi>I</hi> had ſo abandoned my ſelf to my love, that <hi>I</hi> had no thoughts left but for <hi>Delia</hi> only, and <hi>I</hi> did leſs intereſs my ſelf in the affairs of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and all thoſe things which
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in all likelihood might concern me, than thoſe would have done which were the meereſt ſtrangers to them: Though I ſaw <hi>Delia</hi> divers hours every day, I did not think I ſaw her half enough, and alwayes when I was conſtrained to part from her, I could not diſpoſe my my ſelf to it without ſtrange reluctancies and violences: Nevertheleſs I deſired to render to decency and duty part of that which they required of me, and this was that which often times deprived me of that which I acknowledged to be my only felicity.</p>
                  <p>The King being ſollicited by the Queen his Wife, preſſed me every day to ſerve <hi>Urania:</hi> but he found no diſpoſition in my ſpirit to obey him, and though out of complacency to him I forced my ſelf ſometimes to expreſs love to that Princeſs, the violence I did my ſelf was ſo eaſie to be taken notice of, that thoſe who were never ſo little clear-ſighted might plainly have perceived it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Urania,</hi> who together with a rare beauty and a thouſand excellent qualities which ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>company it, hath likewiſe an admirable Wit capable of making all manner of diſcoveries, diſcerned my diſſembling very readily, and having a courage worthy of her birth, ſhe could not ſatisfie her ſelf with a forced complacency, in ſtead of that which in reaſon ſhe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved ſhe juſtly merited, and upon this account ſeeing me often by ſome ill-compoſed diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe endeavour to perſwade her to that which was contrary to my heart, ſhe received it in ſuch a faſhion as made me very well perceive, that her obedience only made her endure it.</p>
                  <p>This continued a long time before we made any farther diſcovery to each other, and I was ſenſible, with a great deal of diſpleaſure, of the wrong I did to the beauties of that Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, affording her nothing but groſs diſſemblings, in ſtead of an affection whereof I real<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly judged her exceeding worthy: But in fine her courage could not any longer ſubmit it ſelf to diſſimulation, and one day when I had made her ſome verbal proteſtations, to which my heart gave no conſent, through which the violence I offered to my ſelf might eaſily ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear, by reaſon of the little skill I had in the Art of diſſembling, the Princeſs ſhaking her head, and looking upon me with a ſmiling countenance: <hi>Philadelph,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>You make me pity you a great deal more than you intended, and this cenſtraint, to which I ſee you cruelly ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed, creates a real paſſion in me for you: to pleaſe an unreaſonable Father, you conceal your thoughts, but you conceal them in ſuch a manner, that it is eaſie for perſons of ordinary perſpica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>city to obſerve them. Offer no more violence to your ſelf for the ſake of a Princeſs, who hath to<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> good an opinion of her ſelf, to thank you for the conſtraint you lay upon her ſelf, and you may believe that ſhe would hardly afford that to your affections, though real, which ſuch an obedience as yours is, makes her beſtow upon your diſſemblings. You ſhall never be forced in your inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions for</hi> Urania<hi>'s ſake, and if you have ſo much eſteem for me, as to open your heart freely to me, I promiſe you that for my part you ſhall never receive any oppoſition in your real affections: I ſhall content my ſelf, without putting you to farther trouble, with thoſe devoirs, which in obedience to the King, you ſeemingly render me, and I will not exact any thing of you wherein you may find repugnance, and I very little ſatisfaction.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Urania</hi> ſpake in this manner to me, and by this diſcourſe ſhe ſurprized me ſo, that I was ſo far from returning her a preſent anſwer, that for a long time I had not the confidence to look upon her: I found ſo much reaſon and truth in her diſcourſe, that I could not diſallow of it, and though I could not repent my ſelf of the paſſion I had for <hi>Delia,</hi> I acknowledged that Princeſs ſo worthy of better uſage than ſhe had from me, that a criminal ſurpriſed in the very fact, could not appear more aſtoniſhed than I ſeemed to be at that time. At laſt this firſt perturbation being overblown, and my eyes being open to the reaſon and freedom of the Princeſs, which I could no longer abuſe without baſeneſs, I reſolved ingenuouſly to diſcover to her the condition of my ſoul, and to excuſe the faults I had committed againſt her by reaſon of my pre-ingagement. Upon this deſign, fixing my eyes upon the ground (for I had not the confidence to look her in the face whileſt I made this confeſſion) <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> It is not eaſie for me to conceal my confuſion in a condition whereinto you have put me by a procedure ſo full of generoſity and freedom, and if I had not an ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute confidence in that goodneſs whereof you give me ſo many teſtimonies, I ſhould never have the courage to make a diſcovery to you, which cannot handſomely be done: but ſince you are pleaſed to give me ſo much boldneſs, if the reſpect I owe you may give me permiſſion, I will tell you that I really acknowledge the admirable qualities of your per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, and that I am not ignorant of the glorious advantages I ſhould receive in devoting my life entirely to your ſervice: I have had all the diſpoſitions, and all the deſires to do it that I ought to have, but I had not the liberty, and ſince you give me leave ingenuouſly to confeſs my weakneſs, I will diſcover to you, Madam, that for a long time I have not been at mine own diſpoſing, and that my ſoul being pre-ingaged in a paſſion which en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>entirely poſſeſſes it, hath not found it ſelf in a condition to receive thoſe glorious impreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions, which without diſpute, you would form in all free ſouls It is eaſie for you to know
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ſo much, by taking notice of your own powers, and it would have been a difficult thing for me to have converſed with you ſo long, without being captivated by your divine beauties, if I had not been abſolutely enflamed before by another object which hath hardly left me either eyes or underſtanding. If I had had any remaining power over my engaged heart, the Gods know, Madam, with how much ſatisfaction I ſhould have ſubmitted my ſelf to your Empire, and for how great an honour I ſhould have acknowledged it to dedicate my dayes to your ſervice, according to the intention of the King my Father, but Madam,—No no, <hi>Philadelph, ſaid the Princeſs, interrupting me,</hi> do not juſtifie your ſelf any farther, I receive your excuſes as favourably as you can deſire, and I ſhall no way hinder your former inclinations, ſo as to oblige you to any conſtraint: I ſhall find no great difficulty to quit the pretenſions I have to you, and I do not think you have perceived any other thoughts in me in relation to your perſon, than of eſteeming you as you deſerve: I might poſſibly in time have received other impreſſions, if you had obliged me to it by your affection and ſervices, but that was not yet come to paſs; and I find my ſelf as free, as you can be, and as much Miſtreſs of my will as when I came into <hi>Cilicia:</hi> In compliance to the King, you may make what uſe of it you pleaſe, and as your paſſion will permit, and we will continue upon the ſame terms we now are, without enraging our ſelves farther in relation to any thing that either of us ſhall do in obedience to the King and Queen</q>
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                  <p>This was the reſolution of the fair Princeſs of <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> and I found it ſo rational, that in ſpite of all my paſſion, I could not hinder my ſelf from crying out: <hi>O Gods! how generous are you, and how unfortunate am I, that by the pre-ingagement, of my ſoul, I am rendred un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>worthy of the glory which my fortune hath offered me: but at leaſt ſince that by this fatal engage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment the thoughts I ought to have for you are forbidden me; permic me, Madam, by a continuance of your goodneſs, that in ſtead of thoſe paſſionate reſentments, I may conſerve others for you of another nature, and intereſs my ſelf in the occaſions of doing you ſervice, as if I had the honour to be your brother.</hi>
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                     <hi>Urania</hi> did not refuſe me what I deſired, and appearing ſatisfied with the confeſſion I had made to her, ſhe was well pleaſed that I ſhould follow my inclinations without laying any conſtraint upon my ſelf. I did ſo too thenceforward, and though I did ſeemingly render her my reſpects out of deſign, and that in publick I pretended to ſome intereſt in her, when no body heard our diſcourſe, I talked to her as to the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda,</hi> and converſed with her very differently from the Kings and Queens intentions. I could not forbear diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vering all to <hi>Delia;</hi> but at the relation I made her of it, ſhe was troubled in good earneſt, ſhe proteſted to me ſhe would not ſuffer that for the love of her, I ſhould fly out into diſobe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience to the Kings pleaſure to my own hurt, and that ſhe would rather quit <hi>Cilicia,</hi> than ſee me ſhun my advantages upon an amuſement which could not have any good ſucceſs. This indifference, wherewith ſhe anſwered the proofs of my paſſion, afflicted me with a ſenſible diſpleaſure, and looking upon her with an air that ſignified a little diſcontent: <q>I did not think <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that theſe teſtimonies of my love ought to be diſagreeable to you, and though beſides <hi>Urania,</hi> I ſhould diſeſteem all the world for your ſake, I do not believe you could make it any juſt cauſe of complaint. This poſſibly would have had ſome opera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion in any other ſpirit but yours, and I am very unfortunate, if, by putting my ſelf in danger of incurring the Kings diſpleaſure, I ſhould likewiſe incurr yours, in ſtead of a little acknowledgement which I might juſtly hope. I am not wanting Sir, <hi>replied Delia,</hi> in the acknowledgment that is due to you, and poſſibly 'tis only in regard of that, that I oppoſe thoſe deſigns that are diſadvantageous to you; the proofs of your affection are exceeding glorious to me, but I cannot approve of them if they be incommodious to your ſelf; and I do ſo far conſider your intereſts, as never to give way that you ſhould abandon them for an unfortunate ſtranger, or that for her ſake, you ſhould expoſe your ſelf to thoſe troubles which your diſobedience, without doubt, will raiſe in the Court if you perſevere in it. Ah <hi>Delia! ſaid I, with a geſture all compoſed of paſſion,</hi> the troubles of my ſoul ought to be more conſiderable to you, than thoſe of the Court, and I am far enough from finding any repoſe or felicity in that obedience to which you would oblige me, ſeeing I can proteſt to you before the Gods, that I ſhall never find it but in your ſelf, and that if I loſe the hopes of gaining your affection, I ſhall loſe all pleaſure and deſire to live. Do not oppoſe then any longer what the Gods have ordained as to my de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtiny, do not vainly endeavour to introduce another Image into a heart which yours will abſolutely poſſeſs to the end of my life, all the obedience I have for you, would be unpro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fitable upon this account, and by all the power you have over me, you ſhall never divert my thoughts from <hi>Delia</hi> for one ſingle moment. Theſe were the conteſtations that moſt com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monly I had with her, and if out of complacency ſhe forbare to contradict me in this deſign, yet ſhe continually aſſured me that ſhe would not contribute to the diſpleaſure, which by that means, I might receive.</q>
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In the mean time whatſoever diſcretion. I uſed to regulate the conduct of my love, it could not long continue ſecret, and as you know, the actions of perſons of my rank being much more obſerved than thoſe of private men, it was a difficult thing that <hi>Delia</hi> ſhould be ſo fair, and that they ſhould ſee me render her offices full of aſſiduity and reſpect, without ſuſpecting that I loved her. The fame of it ſpread it ſelf largely about the Court, and quickly came to the ears of thoſe perſons who were moſt intereſſed in it. <hi>Urania,</hi> who had ſuffered my engagement with a great deal of moderation, and little reſentment, could not take notice that I diſ-eſteemed her for a perſon who was ſo inferiour to her, without being a little moved with deſpite, and without expreſſing as much to me upon ſome occaſions: but when ſhe had well conſidered the perſon of <hi>Delia,</hi> ſhe began to accuſe me, and believed that there were but few ſpirits that could defend themſelves againſt the powers of ſo admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable a perſon; but the Queen her Mother, who had often complained of the coldneſs I ſhewed in the courting of her Daughter, could not give credit to this common report without being netled at it, and without complaining to the King: at firſt he heard without much taking notice of it, and excuſed that to the Queen as the fault of my youth, which ſhe condemned with a great deal of ſharpneſs: But the Queen in proceſs of time being confirmed in her opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions, and having preſſed him by her continual ſolicitations, wrought upon his ſpirit, and obliged him abſolutely to declare his will. Upon this deſign having one day detained me in his privie Chamber, and cauſing all other perſons to withdraw, that he might ſpeak to me with the greater liberty: <q>
                        <hi>Philadelph, ſaid he,</hi> I ſhall tell you no news, when I ſhall acquaint you, that to preſerve and augment the alliances which we have with the King of <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> I have reſolved upon your marriage with the Princeſs his Siſter; but I deſired to put you in mind that it is time to make preparation for it, and that for very important rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons I am obliged to haſten the deſign: I believe that you are fully diſpoſed to it already, and that you acknowledge as well as I, that there cannot be a more advantageous offer made you, than of ſuch a Princeſs as <hi>Urania</hi> is.</q>
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                  <p>Whilſt the King ſpake in this manner, it was eaſie for him to read in my countenance the diſpleaſure I received at his words, and when he had done ſpeaking, I continued a long time with my eyes fixed upon the ground, without making him any reply; he took two or three turns about the Chamber in expectation, but when he ſaw I did not open my mouth to give him an anſwer: <q>What <hi>Philadelph, ſaid he,</hi> are you ſurprized at this propoſition, and beſides the knowledge you have already received of my pleaſure, have you found nothing in the beauty and rare qualities of the Princeſs <hi>Urania</hi> to engage you in her ſervice with ſatisfaction? Sir, <hi>replyed I, at laſt,</hi> the Princeſs <hi>Uurania</hi> is worthy without doubt, both in reſpect of her beauty, and all manner of advantages, of a better fortune than is intended for her, and mine receives but too much glory in having been deſtined to her ſervice: but Sir, that which I have already rendred her, hath been entertained by her with ſo few marks of inclination, that I confeſs mine is unedged by it, and if your Majeſtie does not allow me time to diſpoſe my ſelf to it, I ſhall never engage my ſelf any more that way without repugnance.</q> The King ſhaked his head at this diſcourſe, to ſignifie to me that he gave no great credit to it, and looking upon me with an action which expreſſed ſome diſcontent: <q>
                        <hi>Urania</hi> is too wiſe, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to nouriſh any inclinations that are different from the intentions of the Queen her Mother, and the King her Brother; and I know ſhe hath received your ſervices as ſhe ought to receive them: But, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> I underſtand you are diverted by other paſſions which cannot be approved of by any perſon, and though hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therto I gave little belief to the report that was made me of it, and thought that a ſlight affection which beauty might produce for ſome moments in a young man's mind, had made no conſiderable impreſſion in yours; now you confirm me in the opinion which I was perſwaded to have of you, and you make me believe that it is this unjuſt preoccupation that hath rendred you inſenſible of <hi>Urania's</hi> beauties, and diſobedient to my will.</q>
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                  <p>This diſcourſe of the Kings, though I was a little prepared for it before, ſurprized me, and made me bluſh in ſuch a maner, that by the change of my countenance the King received great confirmations of his ſuſpicions, and was ready to open his mouth to tell me ſo much, when I began to ſpeak: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> they which made theſe reports to your Majeſty are ill acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with my intentions, and I have received no impreſſions which hinder me from obey<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing you as my duty is: you may underſtand the truth of what I have ſaid to you, if you pleaſe to inform your ſelf about it, and whatſoever deference the Princeſs <hi>Uranea</hi> had to the Queen her Mother's will, ſhe her ſelf will not, poſſibly, deny what little diſpoſition ſhe hath to love me: I will know that, <hi>added the King,</hi> and if thoſe diſpoſitions be wanting, her duty, without doubt will prompt her to receive them, as I would have you reſolve upon that account to obey me without repugnance.</q>
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                  <p>He ſpake no more to me at that time, but permitted me to retire my ſelf ſo ill ſatisfied
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that I had not the power to diſſemble it. I went immediately to the Princeſs my Siſter, who perceived my alteration by my countenance, and having prayed her to cauſe <hi>Delia</hi> to be ſent for, when that fair creature was come, taking <hi>Andromeda's</hi> hands, and preſſing them betwixt mine with ſuch an action as diſcovered to her the agitation of my ſpirit: <q>Siſter, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I deſire your aſſiſtance in my misfortune, and if you love me you will not refuſe me your conſolations in the inquietudes which torment me. The King juſt now hath imperiouſly declared his pleaſure to me, and his will is that I ſhould diſpoſe my ſelf to marry <hi>Urania</hi> within a ſhort time; but he ſhall ſooner throw death into my boſome than that reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and all the powers of the whole world combined with his, ſhall never introduce any other affection into my heart, than that which I have for <hi>Delia.</hi> This Maid (if ſhe will permit me to accuſe her of it before you) repays me with an inſenſibility, to which poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly I have not obliged her, and ſhe perceives in me the moſt real and pure affection that ever was, without being moved to ſo much as a ſingle acknowledgement of it: I deſire you, dear Siſter, and conjure you by all the amity you have for a brother, who deſires wholly to rely upon you, that you would work other thoughts in her in my favour, and that by all the credit you have upon her ſpirit, you would perſwade her that ſhe ought to intereſs her ſelf more than hitherto ſhe hath done in the life of a Prince, who hath abſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutely devoted himſelf unto her. In ſtead of being pleaſed with the deſign which I have to diſ-eſteem all things for her ſake, ſhe oppoſes it out of a principle which I dare not attri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bute to ingratitude, and by a prodigious exceſs of misfortune I ſee my ſelf reduced not only to ſuffer the perſecutions of the King: but I ſee likewiſe with an incredible grief, that ſhe for whom I would ſuffer them, in ſtead of comforting me in them, rejects them with diſdain. Dear Siſter, inſpire other thoughts into this divine perſon, ſeeing all thoſe I can deſire of her cannot be diſadvantagious to her, and do not ſuffer me, if you love me, to be ruin'd all at once both by the Kings authority and <hi>Delia</hi>'s inſenſibility.</q>
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                     <hi>Andromeda</hi> hearkned to me with ſome inquietudes which might eaſily be obſerved in the countenance, and when I had done ſpeaking: <q>Brother, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you need not doubt but that I intereſs my ſelf in whatſoever may concern you, and render you all the aſſiſtances that you can juſtly deſire of me: but Brother, I am able to do nothing with the King, and I believe I have no greater power over <hi>Delia</hi>'s ſpirit: hitherto I have not ſeen you deſire any thing of her, which I might not, and do not counſel her to grant you; and ſo long as your affection ſhall contain it ſelf within theſe bounds, I will do what I can poſſibly to intereſs her in what you ſuffer and are like to ſuffer for her ſake. Madam, <hi>ſaid</hi> Delia, <hi>interrupting her,</hi> I have all the obedience and deference for you that may be, and all manner of acknowledge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment and reſpect for Prince <hi>Philadelph:</hi> I receve the affection, wherewith you are pleaſed to honour me, as my duty binds, and I am not inſenſible of his, as he accuſes me: I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire no greater teſtimonies of it than thoſe which he himſelf reproaches me withall, and if I did not look upon it as I am obliged to do, poſſibly I ſhould find glory enough in the affection of ſuch a Prince as he is to make me cloſe my eyes to the conſiderations of his repoſe. 'Tis becauſe I eſteem him according to his merit, that I ſlight mine own ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantages to promote his, and that I would not ſuffer, if it were poſſible for me, that he ſhould expoſe himſelf to the Kings anger for my ſake, and to thoſe diſpleaſures which he may receive by oppoſing his will. I will ſuffer them all for your ſake, <hi>replied I,</hi> with ſuch a joy as ſhall keep me from being ſenſible of them, and I ſhall never be happy ſo as when I ſhall be able by ſome extraordinary proof to teſtifie that to you which hitherto you have only taken notice of in my diſcourſe. It were much better, <hi>anſwered</hi> Delia <hi>coldly,</hi> that by my departure hence I ſhould take away from the King the matter of his indigna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and from you the occaſion of drawing it upon you: it will be with this intention, which really proceeds from the care of you, rather than from any other motive, that I ſhall beſeech the Princeſs to permit me to retire my ſelf, and to give me her aſſiſtance in relation to my retirement, as ſhe promiſed me. You are, <hi>ſaid I, with a very ſad countenance,</hi> abſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutely at liberty, and at your own diſpoſing, whenſoever you ſhall deſire to return: but will you be pleaſed that I ſhould wait upon you over all the world, or that I ſhould die by mine own hands in your preſence at your departure? I ſpake theſe words with ſo paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſionate an action, that <hi>Delia</hi> ſeemed to be moved at it, and the Princeſs taking her turn to ſpeak next after me:</q> 
                     <q>No <hi>Delia, ſaid ſhe,</hi> there is no neceſſity of ſo ſudden a ſepa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration, and if you love me as you ſay, and as you are obliged to do by the amity I have for you, you will not afflict me with the double diſpleaſure I ſhall receive by your abſence, and my Brothers deſpair. But Madam, <hi>replied Delia,</hi> what does he deſire of me, and what end can he propoſe to himſelf in an affection which cannot chooſe but ruine us both? I have often told you, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> that my love ſhould never aim at any thing that your vertue might diſallow of, and I will tell you more plainly before my Siſter, that if it were
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in my power I would marry you, and in expectation of that liberty, I will never enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain that deſign for any other perſon. You can never expect that power, <hi>replied Delia,</hi> but by wayes which you ought not to deſire, and when you have obtained it, you will not poſſibly have ſurmounted all difficulties. O Gods! <hi>cnyed I out at theſe words,</hi> to what a pitileſs ſpirit hath my fortune ſubjected me! Cruel Maid, <hi>continued I, looking upon her in a very ſad and dejected manner,</hi> if you diſdain and ſcorn the heart I have given you, and all that I can offer you, where ſhall I find any thing that may be worthy of being pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to you? I pronounced theſe words with ſuch an afflicted air, that <hi>Delia</hi>'s heart was a little moved at them, as I perceived by her action, and by the ſweetneſs of a look, which glanced upon me contrary to her deſign:</q> ſhe kept her eyes a while fixed upon the ground, and then on a ſudden looking upon the Princeſs: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> ſince you have made me wholly yours, defend my cauſe, if you pleaſe, againſt the Prince your Brother, and I beſeech your goodneſs to take the pains not only to juſtifie me from the ingratitude with which he would reproach me, but to repreſent to him, that he cannot in reaſon deſire of me more acknowledgement than I have for his affection.</q> Having ſpoken theſe words, ſhe intreated her to give her leave to retire her ſelf for ſome moments, and ſo ſhe left me much grieved for the ſmall progreſs I had made upon her ſpirit, but my Siſter and I continued in admiration of that vertue whereof ſhe gave us a thouſand teſtimonies every day: By making ſo ſmall accompt of the hopes I gave her of a Crown, ſhe ſtrongly perſwaded us, that ſhe deſerved ſomething much more great, and confirmed me more and more in the deſign of never deſiring the poſſeſſion of it, but only to ſet it upon her head. <hi>Andromeda</hi> oppoſed this reſolution as ſhe ſuppoſeth it was her duty to do, by all manner of conſiderations: but her oppoſition was all in vain, and I ſaw nothing in <hi>Delia,</hi> which did not make me judge her worthy of all the world.</p>
                  <p>I did not leave <hi>Andromeda,</hi> till I had engaged her to ſuffer much for my intereſts, and to oppoſe her ſelf to the uttermoſt to the deſign which the King might have to take <hi>Delia</hi> from her, and I was much comforted with the promiſe ſhe often made me to do it. The King upon the accompt of her Vertue, and the good qualities ſhe was Miſtreſs of, had very par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular conſiderations for her, and expreſſed more than an ordinary affection to her. In the <hi>Interim,</hi> the firſt time that the Queen had any diſcourſe with him about my marriage with her daughter, he told her that <hi>Urania</hi> had no great inclination to it, and related to her what I had told him concerning her coldneſs, and the little liking ſhe had of me: The Queen who deſired our marriage above all the things in the world, ſpake to <hi>Urania</hi> of it the ſame day, and deſired to learn from her mouth, if the report which ſhe had heard were true: <hi>Urania,</hi> either not to wrong her own merit by declaring how ſlightly I valued it, or not to do me a bad office, freely told the Queen her Mother, that it was true, that ſhe had no inclinations to love me, and that excepting what decency and the eſteem ſhe had for my perſon required, it would be difficult to bend her ſpirit to any greater teſtimonies of af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection. At this diſcourſe the Queen grew angry with her, and after that ſhe had ſharply blamed her for the little care ſhe had to ſhew her obedience, ſhe imperiouſly commanded her to do better for the time to come, and proteſted that ſhe would make her ſenſible of her diſpleaſure, if ſhe made too long a reſiſtance againſt her will.</p>
                  <p>For ſome dayes following ſhe perſecuted her in the ſame manner, and the Princeſs had courage enough to ſuffer much from her before ſhe would confeſs the truth, telling her alwayes that ſhe did what poſſibly ſhe could to overcome the repugnance ſhe had to affect any man: but at laſt ſeeing her ſelf extraordinarily preſſed to it, and expoſed to ſome uſages, ſhe thought ſhe was no longer obliged to endure them for his ſake who did not love her, and after ſhe had hearkned to a long and ſharp reproof which the Queen beſtowed upon her: <q>Why? <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> would you have me love a man who had no affection for me, and that confeſſed as much himſelf, after that he had ſufficiently expreſſed it by his actions? Does not <hi>Philadelph</hi> love you, <hi>replied the Queen?</hi> what mean then the publick teſtimonies he gives of it, and the complaints he hath made of your coldneſs? I am unwilling, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to do him this bad office to you, and to the King whoſe intentions correſpond with yours: but if we have a courage worthy of our birth, we ſhall offer no farther violence to the inclinations of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and we may find elſewhere as great advantages as thoſe which we expect from him.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Queen being exceeding angry at this diſcourſe, gave no ear to her Daughters counſel, but preſently went to the King, and made great complaints to him of me, telling him that I had made a fool of her Daughter, and of him too, in perſwading him to things far from truth, that <hi>Urania</hi> was not of a birth to be abuſed in this manner, and that all the Court thought it ſtrange that I ſhould prefer a poor ſtranger of a baſe and obſcure birth before her: that it was murmured up and down every where, and if order were not taken in time I
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would render my ſelf a laughing ſtock and a ſcorn to her ſubjects. The King who in all things took the Queen's part, was particularly moved at the complaints ſhe made againſt me, and proteſted to her that if I did not readily diſpoſe my ſelf to obey him in the deſire he had to engage me in the ſervice of the Princeſs <hi>Urania,</hi> and if I did not abandon all manner of affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions for her ſake, he would reduce me to my duty by making me ſenſible of his reſentments, and from that moment he began to uſe all his authority to make me ſubmit to what he deſired of me, or to expoſe me to thoſe cruel croſſes, under which I have ſo much groaned ſince, and by means of which I find my ſelf in a deplorable condition.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Philadelph</hi> related the hiſtory of his life in this manner, when the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who hearkned to him with a great deal of pleaſure and attention, judging that this diſcourſe would be long, and fearing left Prince <hi>Alexander</hi> ſhould be in ſome care by reaſon of the length of her walk, ſhe ſent <hi>Tideus</hi> to him to let him underſtand the truth, and to put him out of all apprehenſions for her. After this order which ſhe readily diſpatched in <hi>Tideus</hi> his ear, ſhe turned her ſelf towards <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and after ſhe had asked pardon for the interruption ſhe had made in his diſcourſe, ſhe heard him purſue it in theſe terms.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="book">
               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART IV.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The King makes uſe of all politick, mild, and rigorous courſes to divert</hi> Philadelph<hi>'s affection from</hi> Delia; <hi>but all in vain. The gentle, modeſt, and diſcreet behaviour of</hi> Delia, <hi>makes her the Court<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wonder.</hi> Philadelph <hi>proffers privately to eſpouſe her, which ſhe refuſes, till he had gain'd their friends conſent; and gives him ſome hints that her Birth was greater than be imagined. She is poiſoned by ſome malicious inſtruments about the Queen.</hi> Philadelph <hi>loudly exclaims againſt that black Treachery, and vows not to ſurvive her. Beyond expectation ſhe recovers.</hi> Philadelph <hi>falls ſick of a Feaver. His danger ſoftens his Fathers heart, who promiſes him no longer to oppoſe his Love, whereupon he is cured.</hi> Delia <hi>ſtill renders the ſame reaſons for her refuſal of</hi> Hymen<hi>'s Ceremonies, and highly indears her ſelf to the King by her vertue.</hi> Philadelph <hi>is ſummoned to the</hi> Median <hi>Wars. At his departure</hi> Delia <hi>gives him a paper ſealed up, but forbids him to open it till he had order from herſelf or his Siſter</hi> Andromeda. <hi>He goes on ſucceſsfully in the War, and brings it to a period. He receives intelligence from his Siſter that</hi> Delia <hi>was retired from Court, and had given him leave to peruſe his paper. He calls for his Cabinet, but finds that by accident it was loſt. He was extreamly afflicted at it, betakes himſelf to travel, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolves to range the world in her ſearch. He tells</hi> Artemiſa <hi>what Countries he had already tra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers'd, and ſo ends his Story. The diſtreſs of an unknown Lady invites him to her reſcue, which he gallantly performs. He takes leave of the Ladies, and goes on in ſearch of his</hi> Delia. Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa <hi>invites the unknown Lady to her habitation, which ſhe gratefully accepts.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
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THE King in compliance to the Queens humour, had no ſooner taken the reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion to torment me, but he ſent for me, and after I was come into his preſence, receiving me with a frowning countenance: <hi>The chear,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>which you have put upon me is diſcovered to your confuſion, and if you had had as much obedience as the Princeſs</hi> Urania, <hi>you would not have expoſed me to the diſpleaſure which I have lately received: That Princeſs ſubmits her ſelf, as her duty is, to the will of the Queen her Mother, and you do not render what is due to your Father, though the things which he deſires of you are only for your own advantage. We know now</hi> Philadelph, <hi>the truth which you concealed from us, and we are no longer ignorant what the ſubject of your diſobedience is: This is not that which I expected from the inclinations which I thought I obſerved in you, and from the education you have received; and theſe baſe thoughts whereby you diſgrace the beginnings of your life, give a ſenſible diſpleaſure to thoſe who had eſtabliſhed their deareſt hopes upon you. Reflect upon it in good earneſt, and with a reſolution worthy of your birth, diſcard theſe uncommendable affections, whereby you will expoſe your ſelf to your Fathers anger, and the ſcorn of the whole world.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The King ſpake to me in this manner, walking up and down with ſuch an action as ſigni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied his diſpleaſure, and I continued unmoveable, with my eyes caſt down, and in an uncer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainty what anſwer I ſhould make him: I had a mind at firſt to diſſemble ſtill with him, and to deny my paſſion, hoping that in time I might work his ſpirit to a ſweeter temper, and bring him inſenſibly to give permiſſion to it: but in fine, I perceived that there was little likelyhood for me to hope ſo; and beſides that, it was impoſſible to conceal that from him any longer, which was come to the knowledge of the whole Court, and that it could not remain ſecret any longer, if I did not forbear viſiting <hi>Delia, I</hi> believed that that fair per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon was very worthy of my owning, and that ſhe might juſtly be offended if I did any longer ſtifle the thoughts I had for her: upon this account, beholding the King with greater aſſurance than before, <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> the fear <hi>I</hi> had to diſpleaſe you, hath hitherto con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrained me to diſguiſe the truth from you, and if I had not a great deal of confidence in your goodneſs, I ſhould never have had the boldneſs to confeſs it to you: 'Tis true Sir, I have failed, if to love the moſt beautiful and amiable creature that ever the Gods ſent into the world, without your command, be to commit a fault: but this fault was not voluntary, and all the conſiderations I could have, were not ſtrong enough to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fend me againſt the powers of <hi>Delia.</hi> If you, <hi>ſaid the King,</hi> had oppoſed any vertue againſt the birth of this paſſion, you would have preſerved your ſelf from it, and you might have fortified your ſelf, if you would have made uſe of them, with good examples, and noble education, ſo as not to ſuffer your mind to be overſwayed by vicious inclinations: Vice, <hi>replyed I,</hi> hath no intermixture with thoſe inclinations which I have for <hi>Delia,</hi> &amp; if her vertue which ſhe poſſeſſes poſſibly in an higher degree than ever perſon did, were known to your Majeſty, without doubt you would never judge injuriouſly of it: She never inſpired me with any thoughts which were not very conformable to it, and I ſhall never have more reſpectful conceits, nor more advantageous intentions for the greateſt Princeſs upon earth, than I have for <hi>Delia.</hi> And what are your intentions, <hi>added the King, with a more ſevere countenance than before,</hi> have you a deſign to Marry her? I know too well, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> the difference I owe to the will of my Father, and my King, to form theſe deſigns without his permiſſion: but I will tell your Majeſty plainly, that if I had obtained your conſent, I would Marry <hi>Delia</hi> before all the Princeſſes upon Earth.</q> The King ſtept two or three paces backward at theſe words, and looking upon me with eyes full of the marks of his indignation: <q>O Gods, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> what is this that I underſtand? and what baſeneſs do I now find in a Prince whoſe Father I am, and of whom I had conceived ſuch fair hopes? What <hi>Philadelph,</hi> could you caſt your eyes upon <hi>Delia,</hi> with a deſign to Marry her? I have told your Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jeſty, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that <hi>I</hi> would never have that deſign if it were contrary to yours: but I will tell you again, if you pleaſe to give me leave, that without doubt I ſhould marry <hi>Delia</hi> if I had your conſent, and I judge her worthy of more ſublime advancement than to be the Queen of <hi>Cilicia.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>The King was more amazed than before at this confirmation, and in a crowd of things which he had to ſay, not being able to expreſs himſelf without diſorder and confuſion, he made divers turns about the Chamber without ſpeaking, caſting his eyes upon me every moment with an action which ſufficiently expreſſed his choler, and after he had kept ſilence a while in this manner, compoſing his countenance upon a ſudden: <q>
                     <hi>I know,</hi> Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ladelph,</q> ſaid he, <hi>that I ought to inflict ſuch puniſhments upon you for your fault, as might make you ſenſible of it, and you have not ſo ſlightly offended me, but that I might without blame let you feel the effect of my reſentments againſt you; but I will content my ſelf to give you ſuch a puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment as may poſſibly reduce you to your duty, and I will cure you of this paſſion which is deſtructive</hi>
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                  <hi>to your repoſe and honour, by removing the cauſe of it out of your fight; to morrow, without any farther delay, I will ſend away this ſtranger from my Court, where ſhe hath been the cauſe of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>obedience and diſorder, and I ſhall do her no wrong when I ſhall ſend her out of this Country, and cauſe her to be ſafely re-conducted into her own.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words pierced my very ſoul with grief, but yet they increaſed my boldneſs, and I anſwered the King without much trouble; <q>It is in your power, Sir, to drive <hi>Delia</hi> out of your Country, but I will not ſtay behind her, and into what part of the world ſoever ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tires, I will follow her to the laſt moment of my life, and will never be torn from her by any violence or conſideration: I ſhall hinder you from that well enough, <hi>added the King, enraged with choler,</hi> and I ſhall poſſibly put you in ſuch a place, where you ſhall have little liberty to run after <hi>Delia.</hi> That is likewiſe in your power, <hi>replyed I,</hi> but you ſhall never be able to make me live without <hi>Delia;</hi> and if you deprive me of the liberty of following her, all the authority you have cannot hinder me from dying, as without doubt I ſhall do if you exer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciſe this rigour againſt me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The King was almoſt beſides himſelf at this declaration, and in the violence of his choler he threw ſo many reproaches upon me, that the length and diſorder of them hinders me from relating them; at laſt, when his paſſion had a little ſpent it ſelf: Philadelph, ſaid he, <hi>your inſolence and your baſeneſs, render you unworthy of the affection I have for you, but I ſhall bridle that to reduce you to your duty, get you gone out of my ſight, and come no more into it, till you have diſpoſed your ſelf to render what you owe me as your Father, and as your King.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In this manner he drave me out of his preſence, and I retired in ſuch a confuſion of thoughts, that for a long time after, I could not calm my ſpirits: yet for all that, I made a firm reſolve, either to conſerve my intereſt in <hi>Delia,</hi> or to periſh, and not to recede from the deſigh I had for her, for any menace, or any uſage that I might receive from the King. That very evening I made a relation of all to <hi>Delia,</hi> and to the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda,</hi> and upon this diſcourſe, <hi>Delia</hi> renewed the requeſts ſhe had formerly made to my Siſter, to give her permiſſion to retire: but I hindred the progreſs of her requeſts, when I ſaid to her with a countenance wherein, through the marks which a violent paſſion imprinted there, ſhe might perceive the ſigns of a ſtrong reſolution: Delia, <hi>I have often told you, that it is in your power to leave me; but I proteſt to you before all the Gods, that if you ſhow ſo much inhumanity to a Prince, who hath given you no cauſe, and if, contrary to what you owe to acknowledgment and pity, you can reſolve to leave me in the ſhipwrack, whereinto you have thrown me, this ſword ſhall pierce my heart in your preſence, and I ſhall poſſibly mollifie yours by my blood, if I cannot do it by the proofs of a paſſion, which upon thoſe terms I am at with you, would not poſſibly be ſo cruelly diſdained by any other perſon but your ſelf.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Delia,</hi> if ſhe had no ſence for love, ſhe had ſome for compaſſion, and always when I made her this diſcourſe, ſhe ſeemed to be moved at it, and did very much ſlack the deſign ſhe had to quit us, but it was not without the teſtimonies of a ſmarting grief, that ſhe ſaw her ſelf to be the cauſe of our troubles, and without grand proteſtations of the little deſire ſhe had to contribute to them.</p>
               <p>In the mean while, the King, out of the affection he had for me, fearing the effect of what I had threatned, either to follow <hi>Delia,</hi> or to make an attempt upon my own life, if he deprived me of my liberty, had a deſign to croſs me ſome other way, and ſeeing divers of his Courtiers, or almoſt all of them enflamed with love for <hi>Delia,</hi> he inſpired them with courage to ſerve her, and promiſed them all manner of favour and aſſiſtance upon that ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count. He had a mind particularly to employ <hi>Antigenes</hi> one of the moſt amorous, and moſt capable to make himſelf beloved. He was handſome enough of his perſon, and he had a nimble and bold Spirit, and the King judging him fit to ſerve his turn in his intended pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe, promiſed him that if he could prevail upon <hi>Delia</hi>'s ſpirit, and break the union which he believed was between that Maid and I, he would not only make a Match be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween them, but amply repair by his munificence, whatſoever the ſtranger wanted, ſo that he ſhould have no occaſion to be unſatisfied with his Fortune. With this encouragement <hi>Antigenes</hi> embarqued himſelf in the reſearch without repugnance, and having acceſs to <hi>Delia,</hi> as perſons of his quality uſually had to the Maids that attended upon the Queen and Princeſs, and having already given her divers proofs of his love to no purpoſe, upon the hopes which the King gave him, he engaged himſelf more than before, and began to ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der his devoirs to <hi>Delia</hi> with a great deal of aſſiduity: at firſt he was ſomewhat reſerved in his addreſſes, fearing to incenſe me againſt him; but when he ſaw how I left <hi>Delia</hi> to the liberty of her converſations, he proceeded more boldly, and declared his love, and the deſign he had for her, with more aſſurance than before; he believed that the moſt ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectual engine he could uſe to advance himſelf in her opinion, and to ſerve the Kings inten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, was to cry down mine, and to caſhier all the hopes ſhe could have of my affection. Upon
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this account he repreſented to her that according to all the laws of prejudice ſhe ought not to amuſe her ſelf about me, and that I could have no deſigns for her, but what would prove ruin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous to her reputation and fortune, that the ſoul of a perſon of my age eaſily took fire, and did as readily loſe thoſe impreſſions; and though I ſhould have the moſt favourable and advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tageous deſigns for her that could be, yet I had not the liberty of mine own actions, nor could hope that the King would any longer endure that I ſhould beſtow the expreſſions of my affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction upon her. By this diſcourſe, which he eternally reſounded in her ears, <hi>Antigenes</hi> might have wrought ſomething, if he had been to deal with any other ſpirit but <hi>Delia</hi>'s: but that admirable perſon, though ſhe judged that there was ſomething of truth in what he ſaid, yet ſhe was not at all inclined by it to favour him, and ſhe received the proofs of his paſſion with ſo much diſdain, that unleſs he had been intereſſed by his love, and backed on by the Kings promiſes, he would eaſily have been repulſed.</p>
               <p>There were divers others beſides <hi>Antigenes,</hi> that employ'd themſelves in the reſearch of <hi>Delia,</hi> and beſides the poſſeſſion of her, the King had promiſed great gratuities to them who could diſ-ingage her from the pretenſions which I made to her. I ſaw all this at the firſt without being moved at it, and I did not fear that <hi>Delia,</hi> whom I had found unbatter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able by the proofs of my love, ſhould ſurrender to thoſe perſons who were ſo inferiour to me. But by little and little, the report came to me that <hi>Antigenes</hi> pretended to Marry her with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in a ſhort time; that the King was reſolved upon it, and that all things diſpoſed them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves that way, as to a buſineſs of great certainty. This diſcourle ſtruck me with a ſenſible diſpleaſure, and the firſt I acquainted with it was <hi>Delia,</hi> to whom I complained in a very ſad manner, which made her judge, that the common opinion had made ſome impreſſion upon my ſpirit, but ſhe ſatisfied me by a diſcourſe for different from thoſe terms which ſhe was wont to make uſe of. Philadelph, ſaid ſhe, <hi>you do not know me yet, and you may be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve, if you pleaſe, that ſince you honor me ſo much, I will never love any thing that is inferior to you.</hi> At the ſpeaking of theſe few words, which ſhe uttered with a differet air from that humility, wherewith till then, ſhe had conformed her ſelf to her fortune, there appear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſomething in her countenance of more than ordinary Grandeur, and I perceived the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect I had for her to be much augmented. <hi>I am charmed,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>with this reſolution of yours, but, O Gods! how much ſhould I have been charmed, and into how happy a condition tion would you put me, if inſtead of making me hope that you will love nothing below me, you had promiſed me that you would love nothing beſides me? I will not promiſe to love you,</hi> replyed Delia, <hi>but I will tell you really, that if I am not ſenſible of ſuch a Prince as you are, I believe I ſhall never take notice of any other perſons whileſt I live.</hi> Theſe words were very innocent, yet <hi>Delia</hi> could not utter them without bluſhing, and they gave me a great deal of ſatisfaction; I confirmed her as much as I could poſſibly in the diſdain ſhe had for thoſe petty Rivals, which her beauty, and the Kings will, raiſed up againſt me, and ſhe was ſo naturally inclined that way, that I had no difficulty to diſpoſe her to it.</p>
               <p>But a little after, the Kings favour did ſo openly appear upon <hi>Antigenes</hi> his behalf, that though he was far from obtaining <hi>Delia</hi>'s conſent, all the world believed that he ſhould Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry her, and the King having met her in the Princeſs's Chamber, whom he was come to viſit: <q>Fair <hi>Delia, ſaid he,</hi> your beauty hath produced great effects in the Court, but I believe you have prudence and reaſon enough to diſcern the true Lovers you have gained, from thoſe who have the deſign to deceive you. Sir, <hi>anſwered Delia,</hi> there will be ſo little advantage in deceiving a ſtrange Maid, that I ſhall never ſuſpect that any perſon ever had any ſuch de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign; <hi>Philadelph</hi> hath ſuch an intention, <hi>added the King,</hi> but <hi>Antigenes</hi> hath none but what is legitimate and I dare own. <hi>Delia</hi> changed colour at this diſcourſe, with a little emotion of choler, and caſting down her eyes with a diſdainful action: <hi>I ſhall underſtand very well, Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>to make a difference between</hi> Antigenes <hi>and Prince</hi> Philadelph, <hi>both in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect of their intentions and of their perſons.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>Take heed,</hi> replyed the King, <hi>that you do not abuſe your ſelf upon that account, and that for a fallacious ſplendor you do not abandon the true happyneſs you may meet withal in eſpouſing</hi> Antigenes. <hi>I do not deſerve that fortune,</hi> an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered <hi>Delia</hi> with an air full of diſdain, <hi>and if I muſt have a husband in</hi> Cilicia, <hi>it will not be ſuch a man as</hi> Antigenes.</p>
               <p>The King, who ſaw very well that this diſcourſe was troubleſome to her was not willing to preſs her any farther, and though he was netled with reſentment againſt her, yet at the ſight of her admirable beauty he could not follow his paſſions, nor defend himſelf from the reſpect which it imprinted in all thoſe who were capable to take notice of it: But a little after he cauſed her to be importuned in favour of <hi>Antigenes,</hi> and ſent her word by one of his attendants, that if ſhe were willing to do him a pleaſure, ſhe ſhould diſpoſe her ſelf to marry him within a few days: <hi>Delia</hi> made this anſwer to him that made her this diſcourſe: <hi>You may tell the King, if you pleaſe, that I am too much obliged to him for the care he takes of my fortune;</hi>
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                  <hi>but that it is not in his Dominions that I deſire to eſtabliſh it, and that I was born under the autho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity of another Prince to whom I leave the diſpoſing of it.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I was very much ſatisfied with this anſwer of <hi>Delia</hi>'s, whereby ſhe expreſſed to the King the ſmall deſire ſhe had to ſubmit to his will: but I was ſo nettled at the inſolent and impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate perſeverance of <hi>Antigenes,</hi> that I could no longer endure it. At the firſt I contented my ſelf to look ſcurvily upon him, and to receive him with coldneſs and ſcorn enough, whenſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever he came neer me: but when I ſaw that he made as if he was ignorant of the cauſe, and that inſtead of deſiſting from his deſign he rendred his viſits to <hi>Delia</hi> more aſſiduouſly, and preſſed her more obſtinately than ever, I loſt the conſideration I had had till then of the Kings will, who openly upheld him, and meeting him one day in the Anti chamber as he came out of <hi>Delia</hi>'s Chamber, I ſtayed him by the arm, and looking upon him with a coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance which partly diſcovered what I had upon my heart; <q>
                     <hi>Antigenes, ſaid I,</hi> whence come you? Sir, <hi>anſwered he with an ill aſſured countenance,</hi> I come from <hi>Delia</hi>'s Chamber. And what is the deſign, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that carry's you thither ſo often? Sir, <hi>ſaid Antigenes,</hi> I thought you had known it, and the King hath made his inteneion ſo publick of marrying met to <hi>Delia,</hi> that I did not believe your Highneſs was ignorant of it. You marry <hi>Delia, ſaid I to him, looking ſcornfully upon him,</hi> you marry <hi>Delia?</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>Antigenes</hi> was very much troubled at theſe words, and after that I had repeated them to him again: <hi>Do you ſee that Door,</hi> added I, ſhew<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him <hi>Delia's</hi> Chamber-door, <hi>I charge you never ſet your foot within it more, nor to ſpeak to</hi> Delia <hi>while you live: Remember the charge I give you, and if you chance to do otherwiſe pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pare your ſelf to receive death by theſe hands of mine. Antigenes</hi> grew pale, and trembled at this threat, not having the aſſurance to reply one word, and he was no ſooner gone from me but he went to throw himſelf at the Kings feet relating what had happened, and pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſting to him that he had not the boldneſs to conteſt with me, nor to croſs my inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions. The King upon this diſcouſe fell into the moſt violent choler that ever had poſſeſſed him, and after he had uttered part of that which his paſſion put into his mouth againſt me, and the innocent <hi>Delia,</hi> he commanded <hi>Geſippus</hi> a Captain of his guards to go find out <hi>Delia</hi> preſently, and to give her order to diſpoſe her ſelf to depart from <hi>Tharſus</hi> within three days, and to return toward her own Country, or any other ſhe would chuſe out of his dominions.</p>
               <p>A way went <hi>Geſippus</hi> with this order, but it was not given ſo ſecretly but that I had in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>telligence of it before it could be executed, and going immediately to prevent <hi>Geſippus, I</hi> met him before he had reached the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda</hi>'s houſe: <hi>Geſippus,</hi> was amazed at the meeting of me: but he was much more ſurprized, when ſtopping him in his paſſage: <q>Whither go you <hi>Geſippus, ſaid I?</hi> Sir, <hi>anſwered Geſippus,</hi> I do not think it neceſſary to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal my Commiſſion from you, the King hath ſent me to command <hi>Delia</hi> to retire: and I command you <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> to return immediately, and never whileſt you live to take any ſuch commiſſions: I cannot refuſe Sir, <hi>replyed Geſippus,</hi> the orders of the King my Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, but ſince you are pleaſed to hinder the execution of them, what would you have me ſay to the King to give him an account of the charge which he hath given me? Tell him, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that I have taken your Commiſſion upon my ſelf, and that <hi>Delia</hi> will receive the diſmiſſion they give her more handſomely from my mouth than from yours, that I will ſpare her the ſhame to ſee her ſelf baniſhed from a place which ſhe hath too much honoured with her preſence, and that ſhe will willingly quit this place ſo unworthy of her, though he do not employ his authority to drive her away. The King, <hi>added Geſippus,</hi> offers her all ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſaries for her conduct, and hath commanded me to tell her, that he will give her his aſſiſtance to return into her own Country. The King is too officious, <hi>replyed I,</hi> and <hi>Delia</hi> hath no need of his aſſiſtances: ſhe ſhall never want conduct nor Conductor; and you may tell the King that by the order he hath given you, he hath driven away <hi>Delia</hi> and his Son too for ever, and ſeeing that I have neither the intention nor the power to make <hi>Delia</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinue in his Dominions againſt his will, I ſhall inſeparably follow her, and never leave her to the laſt moment of my life. Ah! Sir, <hi>anſwered Geſippus,</hi> what a kind of reſolution is yours? I deſire none of your Counſel, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> go your way and let me have no more replies. <hi>Geſippus</hi> went from me without anſwering, and went to give the King an account of the truth how <hi>I</hi> had hindred the execution of his orders.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I retired my ſelf to my apartment, knowing my ſelf to be in too bad a condition to pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent my ſelf to <hi>Delia,</hi> and not deſiring to acquaint her with the Kings intention, for fear of confirming her in the deſire ſhe had to leave us: but I paſſed the night in the moſt cruel diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quiets that ever had tormented me, and the day appeared before that any ſleep preſented it ſelf to my eyes. A thouſand deſigns full of irreſolution paſſed through my fancy, but I pitched only upon this, to endure all things rather than to abandon <hi>Delia,</hi> and never to ſeparate my ſelf from her to my very laſt gaſp. <hi>Cruel Father,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>thy authority ſignifies little in oppoſing a</hi>
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                  <hi>heart, which acknowledges no other power but</hi> Delia<hi>'s, and whatſoever command nature given thee over me ſhall never obtain that from me which thou exacteſt with ſo much tyranny. Ab</hi> Delia! <hi>how much rather would I ſuffer a thouſand deaths, than loſe the will I have to be eternally yours for one moment? and how much rather would I loſe all the pretenſions which I have to the Crown of</hi> Cilicia, <hi>or that I can have to my life it ſelf, than the deſire I have to be always your faithful ſervant? That fair image graved in eternal characters in the middle of my heart, will expel from thence all other impreſſions that an unjuſt authority would form there, and in brief there is no duty nor obedience that can ſtand in competition with the powers of my</hi> Delia.</p>
               <p>The next morning I was hardly ready when <hi>Adraſtus</hi> entred my chamber; he was a man who had ſometimes been my Governour, and who afterwards by his vertue rendred him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf one of the moſt conſiderable perſons in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> in the opinion of the King and of the whole Court; I had a particular eſteem for him, and expected ſome conſolation from his ſight, when ſaluting me with a viſage which ſignified little ſatisfaction: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I have lately left the King in ſuch a choler againſt you as will difficultly be appeaſed by you, if you do not conform your intentions unto his: and your hindring of the order which he gave to <hi>Geſippus,</hi> hath put him into the ſtrangeſt humour that I ever ſaw him in my life: in the firſt eruptions of his indignation he fell upon reſolutions which would have created you a great deal of trouble, and he is not pacified but upon the hope we have gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven him, that for the future you will carry your ſelf with more compliance to his will: Upon this hope, Sir, I have taken upon me a charge which he would have given to others, not, as you may well judge, to ſeek occaſions to diſpleaſe you, but to acquaint you more mildly with a thing which poſſibly would incenſe you more if you underſtood it from any other mouth than mine: What is that <hi>Adraſtus, ſaid he to him with precipitation,</hi> and what intentions can the King have againſt me more cruel than what he hath declared? His will is, <hi>replyed Adraſtus</hi> that you ſhould ſee <hi>Delia</hi> no more, and he hath commanded me to forbid you to do it upon pain of his eternal diſpleaſure. Let him forbid me to live agen, <hi>cryed I,</hi> and he ſhall find more obedience in me to that prohibition, than to the other of ſeeing <hi>Delia.</hi> No, <hi>Adraſtus,</hi> never pretend any complacency with me upon this in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tention of the Kings; I know he is my Father, I know he is my King, but I was not born in a condition like to the reſt of his ſubjects, neither was I born a ſlave. When he ſhall only exact ſuch things of me as I can do without offering violence to thoſe inclinations which are more powerful over me than all his authority, I will obey him to the hazard of that life which I have received from him, and poſſibly he ſhall not find more deference and ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion in the ſouls of his meaneſt ſubjects than in mine: but when he ſhall order me nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to love nor to ſee <hi>Delia</hi> more, all the power he can have over me, both as my King and as my Father, ſhall never oblige me to obey him: I will ſee <hi>Delia</hi> as long as I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hold the light, though ſhe were environed with a thouſand walls, and there is but that only mean which I have propoſed to hinder me from it. Sir, <hi>replyed Adraſtus,</hi> the firſt motions of ſuch a paſſion as yours are excuſable in a perſon of your age: but when you ſhall pleaſe to conſider a little better with your ſelf, you will take notice, that by this perſeverance in provoking the King you will throw your ſelf into great diſorders, and you put your ſelf in danger of drawing great diſpleaſures upon your ſelf. All the diſpleaſures I can fear, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> cannot but be light in compariſon of that which you propoſe to me, and the King cannot uſe me worſe by all the authority he hath, than to hinder me from ſeeing <hi>Delia,</hi> No, <hi>Adraſtus,</hi> I ſhall never acknowledge any thing to be more cruel whileſt I live, and if you love me, you will repreſent to the King, that he ought not by this cruelty to caſt his only ſon, and poſſibly a ſon that is not unworthy of his birth, into a certain deſpair. I will do what I can poſſibly, <hi>replyed Adraſtus,</hi> but if you would hearken to the counſel of your ſervants—, I am not any longer capable, <hi>ſaid I, interrupting him,</hi> of receiving counſel, and my friends ought to intereſs themſelves in my repoſe much more than in the Queens projects, eſpecially when my life lies at ſtake; in the mean while, <hi>Adraſtus,</hi> do not expect any obedience from me to the command you have lately made me, I will ſee <hi>De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lia,</hi> I will ſee her preſently, to proteſt to her that all the perſecutions which I ſuffer for her ſake are ſweet and glorious unto me, and to tender her thoſe proofs of my affection, which I have not yet offered her.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Adraſtus</hi> could prevail no farther w<hi rend="sup">th</hi> me, &amp; at the ſame time that he parted from my lodging, I went out likewiſe to go to <hi>Delia.</hi> Both ſhe and the Princeſs, with whom ſhe was at that time, obſerved immediately an extraordinary trouble upon my countenance; and as they were ſuffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciently troubled already with the news that was brought them concerning the order which the King had formerly given to <hi>Geſippus,</hi> and how I had hindred it, by the paſſion they obſerved in me, their aſtoniſhment was redoubled. I no ſooner came to them, but addreſſing my ſelf to
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                  <hi>Delia;</hi> 
                  <q>My dear and inſenſible <hi>Delia, ſaid I,</hi> all engines are ſet on work to undo me; and if you contribute to my miſery as you have done hitherto by the little ſenſe you have ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed of it, I am the moſt undone, and the moſt deſperate Prince that ever was: they would take you from me, they forbid me to ſee you, and in fine, they prepare againſt me the moſt inſupportable cruelty they can: Will you leave me, <hi>Delia,</hi> in theſe extremities, whereunto <hi>I</hi> am reduced for the love of you; and will you not give me ſome hope that theſe ſufferings whereunto <hi>I</hi> will expoſe my ſelf, even to death, that <hi>I</hi> may continue eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nally yours, will mollifie your hard heart? Ah <hi>Delia!</hi> if you be immoveably reſolved to look upon my miſeries with a cruel indifferency, and if you have no regard of the diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures which <hi>I</hi> will affront to preſerve my ſelf totally yours, 'tis unprofitable, 'tis unjuſt to ſpin out this deplorable life to a more tedious length, and <hi>I</hi> may in one ſingle moment con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent at once both the King's cruelty and yours.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Though this paſſionate diſcourſe did not produce all the effect that <hi>I</hi> deſired, yet <hi>Delia</hi> was not abſolutely inſenſible of it, and <hi>I</hi> obſerved the compaſſion ſhe had of me by divers marks: then caſting her eyes upon my face with an action full of tenderneſs: <q>You reduce me, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to as hard extremities as your own, and by the complacency which poſſibly contrary to my duty, <hi>I</hi> have for this blind paſſion which you have conceived for me, you put me into ſuch a condition as poſſibly never Maid was in. What would you have me do to avoid your reproaches, and obſerve my own duty? and if your thoughts have not changed their nature, what can you deſire of me at a time and upon an occaſion wherein all things are contrary to your intentions? <hi>I</hi> have continued hitherto, in ſpite of thoſe reaſons which obliged me to be gone, of which you know not the moſt important, and in a place where 'tis my misfortune to be odious to thoſe perſons who have the Soveraign power: but what means have you to make me ſtay any longer againſt the Kings will, who orders me to be gone, and who for your ſake expoſes me to the ſhame of ſeeing my ſelf driven out of his dominions; and what blame can you lay upon me; when <hi>I</hi> ſhall give way to a power from which all yours cannot defend me? <hi>I</hi> will never lay any blame upon you, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> but <hi>I</hi> will ſubmit to your will as long as <hi>I</hi> live without murmuring: but give me leave to tell you really, that if you leave me in the condition whereunto you have reduced me, <hi>I</hi> ſhall breath my laſt at our ſeparation, and this ſoul which is totally yours, leaving this body which you diſdain, cold and pale in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> will follow you into what place of the earth ſoever you ſhall addreſs your ſelf.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>But what would you have me do, <hi>replyed Delia,</hi> and what power have you to oppoſe the King your Father, or to cauſe me to continue in his dominions in ſpite of him, if <hi>I</hi> ſhould have complacency enough to ſtay me her upon your conſideration? <hi>I</hi> have poſſibly more than you believe, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> and <hi>I</hi> have not ſo little intereſt in the hearts of the <hi>Cilicians,</hi> but that <hi>I</hi> could arm a party of them in my favour, if the King ſhould offer to do you any violence. <hi>I</hi> would rather, <hi>replyed Delia,</hi> ſee my ſelf expoſed to all manner of hazards of my life, than to cauſe theſe diſaſters, and to kindle a war between the Father and the Son with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out any end or neceſſity. The neceſſity, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> would poſſibly appear great enough to any ſpirit but yours, when my preſervation is in queſtion, and it would not be without an End, ſince <hi>I</hi> have purpoſed one to my ſelf which you cannot diſapprove, if you have not a cruel averſion to my perſon.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words giving the laſt reflection upon the deſign <hi>I</hi> had taken, I continued ſome moments without ſpeaking, in the poſture of a perſon fixed upon important thoughts: but a little after lifting up my head, and looking upon <hi>Delia</hi> with a more aſſured countenance than before. <q>Hitherto, <hi>ſaid I, I</hi> have rendred to the King my Father what <hi>I</hi> believed was due to him by the laws of my birth, and how ardent a deſire ſoever <hi>I</hi> had to gain you, <hi>I</hi> ſhould have deferred my ſupream and only happineſs in expectation of his conſent as much as it had been poſſible: but now ſince by his cruelty he diſpences with that obedience which nature hath in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyned me, <hi>I</hi> will no longer regard that unjuſt duty to the prejudice of my repoſe and life, and without any farther delay, <hi>I</hi> will tell you before my Siſter, that <hi>I</hi> am ready to make you my wife as ſoon as you ſhall be diſpoſed to receive me for your husband.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Andromeda</hi> was quite ſurprized at this diſcourſe, and ſhe could hardly forbear expreſſing her aſtoniſhment by an exclamation, ſhe looked upon me with eyes which partly ſignified what judgement ſhe made of my precipitations, but <hi>Delia</hi> kept hers fixed upon the ground with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out ſeeming to be moved at my propoſition, and when ſhe had muſed a while, reſuming the diſcourſe with the ſame coldneſs: <q>
                     <hi>Philadelph, ſaid ſhe, I</hi> have told you once that you do not know me, <hi>I</hi> tell you again, and proteſt to you that the offer of an hundred Crowns ſuch as you preſent me, ſhall never incline me to an action contrary to my duty. What, Madam, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed I, crying out with tranſport,</hi> ſhall you offend againſt your duty when you receive the Prince of <hi>Cilicia</hi> for your husband, and can there be any doubt henceforward of the
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repugnance you have for him if you continue as inſenſible of the laſt offers he could make you, as you were of his firſt actions? Both your former actions, and your laſt offers, <hi>anſwered Delia,</hi> are very conformable to the opinion I have of your vertue, I am not ſo inſenſible, nor have I ſo much repugnance for your perſon, but that I would prefer it, if I may have permiſſion to ſay ſo, before all that I have known: but, Sir, whatſoever ſplendor or advantage I may gain by the honour which you offer me, and whatſoever inclination I might have to receive for my husband a Prince more conſiderable for his qualities than for his Crown, I will never accept of him but by ſuch ways as may preſerve us from all reproach, and by the conſent of thoſe perſons to whom both you and I ought to ſubmit our ſelves. Ah pityleſs <hi>Delia! cryed I,</hi> ah hard heart! and impenetrable by compaſſion, what have I left to perſwade you, ſeeing the only means whereby I probably hoped to effect it are unprofitable, and ſince I find much ſtronger oppoſition in your cruelty than in the King my Fathers.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Speaking theſe words with an action full of trouble, I fell upon <hi>Andromeda</hi>'s bed ſide ſo feeble and ſo caſt down, that I had ſcarcely any ſenſe left. <hi>Delia</hi> did not at all change her reſolution at this ſight, but caſting a look upon me wherein I might obſerve that ſhe took ſome intereſt in my diſpleaſure: <hi>Do not accuſe me, Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>till you have a little conſulted with your ſelf, and in ſtead of looking upon me as a ſtranger of a mean birth, and as one who ought to have a courage conformable to the fortune wherein you ſee her, give me leave to tell you, that my thoughts are not inferiour to thoſe that may be owned by a great Princeſs, and how glori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous ſoever it be to me, you ſhall never obtain what you deſire of me, otherwiſe then if you were to obtain it of the daughter of a great King. This is a reſolution, Sir, from which, as unjuſt as it appears to you, nothing ſhall be able to divert me: but to let you know that I am not in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenſible of the obligations I have to you, I will diſpoſe my ſelf to endure ſtill, for the love of you, as much as is poſſible for me, from the enemies which your affection hath raiſed me, and I will continue with Madam the Princeſs, as long as I can do it without reducing the differences be twixt you and the King your Father to extremities. You may do what you pleaſe,</hi> ſaid I in a very languiſhing manner, <hi>and your thoughts are too fair to leave any force in a ſoul abſolutely ſubject to you, to reſiſt them: but you muſt not think it ſtrange, if I loſt the hopes which I might have conceived without offending you, and that with them I abandon all the deſire I could have to live.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Having ſpoken theſe words, I retired into my Siſter's Cloſet, where I continued a while alone, buried in the ſaddeſt thoughts in the world. The Princeſs came to me a little after and forgot nothing that her amity could put into her mouth which might tend to my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolation: but whatſoever intereſt ſhe took in my diſpleaſures, ſhe had the vertue of <hi>Delia</hi> in admiration; and reflecting upon it, ſhe told me, that if appearances did not contradict her opinion, ſhe ſhould have believed that ſhe was deſcended from ſome great King, rather than born in any meaner condition. I ſpent the reſt of the day, either with my Siſter, or in my own lodging, in ſuch inquietudes as left me no repoſe, and upon the morrow I received freſh occaſions, and ſaw my feet expoſed to new croſſes.</p>
               <p>The King having underſtood the ſmall eſteem I made of his prohibitions, and how that, in oppoſition to them, I had viſited <hi>Delia</hi> the ſame day, fell into an extremity of choler, which made him reſolve to make uſe of his abſolute authority, and upon this deſign, he gave a new order to <hi>Geſippus</hi> to go and fetch <hi>Delia,</hi> either by fair or foul means from <hi>Andromeda</hi>'s houſe, and ſhut her up by force in a <hi>Nunnery</hi> conſecrated to <hi>Diana,</hi> into which no men were permit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted to enter, and thoſe Virgins which were once entred, were never ſuffered to come out a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain; and he gave charge to another officer at the ſame time to come and tell me from him, that I muſt take my lodging for my priſon, and that he forbad me from ſtirring thence with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out his order, upon pain of diſobedience.</p>
               <p>By the ſpies which I had about the King, I was preſently advertiſed of it and upon that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>telligence, I had almoſt flown beyond the bounds of my duty, and undertaken ſomewhat con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trary to the exſpect due to my Father, which without doubt would have deſerved reproach, I made my ſelf Maſter of ſome of my reſentments, but not ſo but that I was reſolved to periſh ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther than endure that <hi>Delia</hi> ſhould receive the leaſt diſpleaſure; and with this intention, in ſtead of reſpecting the Kings orders in my lodgings, I went thence to go to the Palace before that <hi>Geſippus</hi> could execute his. I had not gone far, but I met him in the ſtreet as before, followed by a great company of the Guards, and in a condition to enterpriſe any buſineſs, though of ſome difficulty. I had, notwithſtanding my diſgrace, a luſty troop of men at my heels, and I was ſo well beloved by the <hi>Cilicians,</hi> that I had at all times a Court almoſt as great as the King's. I had much a do to forbear falling upon <hi>Geſippus</hi> and his compani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and the choler whereupon this rancounter had put me, made me deſpiſe all manner of conſiderations, if I had not been hindred by ſome prudent perſons who were then with me; yet they could not keep me from addreſſing my ſelf to <hi>Geſippus,</hi> and ſtopping his paſſage
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with an action which ſufficiently expreſſed my choler: <q>Stay, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> and if thou loveſt thy life, make not one ſtep further, upon the deſign of offering me an outrage in the perſon of <hi>Delia:</hi> thou hadſt been well adviſed if thou hadſt received no more of theſe commiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions, and thou wilt do but thy duty when thou returneſt to tell the King that 'tis I that oppoſe the execution of his cruel commands.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Sir, <hi>replied Geſippus,</hi> your Highneſs knows very well that I cannot diſobey my Maſter, and I have been ſo ill treated for the obedience I lately yielded to your will, that I hope you will pleaſe not to take it ill, if I be more exact to day in executing the order which he had given me. I will ſee, <hi>replyed I, looking upon him with an eye full of fury,</hi> who dares ſtir further againſt my will.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Speaking theſe words, I drew my ſword, and preſented it to <hi>Geſippus</hi>'s eyes. <hi>Geſippus</hi> grew pale at this action, and ſtepping a little back with a troubled countenance: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I know my duty to your Highneſs too well, not to avoid the occaſions of diſpleaſing you as much as I can poſſible: your Highneſs may reſerve the orders which conſtrain me, if you pleaſe to take the pains to ſend one of your attendants to the King to repreſent to him the intereſt you take in their execution. Yes, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I am going to do it my ſelf; and in the mean while, I charge you, upon pain of your life, not to make one ſtep further towards <hi>Delia</hi>'s lodgings,</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Geſippus</hi> ſtay'd in the ſtreet with his companions, and I went to the place, where I had not been for divers days before, not having been able to diſpoſe my ſelf to ſee the King ſince he had begun to uſe me ill. I preſented my ſelf to him then, with a countenance wherein it was eaſie to perceive the alteration of my ſoul; and he no ſooner ſaw me appear, but advancing towards me, with an action all compoſed of terrour: <q>What <hi>Philadelph, ſaid he,</hi> is it thus that you obey my commands? and do you inſolently preſent your ſelf before me, when I have confined you to your lodgings? I have received no ſuch command, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> and though I had, in the condition I am, it would not poſſibly have hindred me from appearing now before you. I am come Sir, <hi>continued I, with a more abſolute. boldneſs,</hi> I am come to render you up that life which I hold of you, and to diſcharge my duty by ſuch things as are in my power, ſince I am not permitted to do it by thoſe you deſire of me: I had much rather lay down at your feet the life which you render ſo unfortunate, than preſerve it a time when the torments you impoſe upon it, cancels the obligation I might have to you for it. Satisfie your ſelf with that bloud which I have received from you, and uſe this body which I throw at your feet, according to the juriſdiction you have over it; but leave my ſoul, which I have received from Heaven, a liberty, over which, nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther as my Father nor my King, you can pretend any Empire, and do not unprofitably employ your authority to force thoſe inclinations which acknowledge other powers than yours. This heart full of the image of <hi>Delia,</hi> will never receive any other impreſſion; but will ſooner expoſe it ſelf, either by your command, or through my own deſpair, to the point of a thouſand Swords, than render it ſelf up to the conſtraint you would impoſe upon me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I had ſpoken more with ſuch a vehemence as ſufficiently expreſſed the height of my paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion, if the King, who had hearkned to my diſcourſe with a great deal of impatience, had not interrupted me: <q>O Gods! <hi>cryed he,</hi> what a fortune have I to be the Father of a Son ſo unworthy of his Birth, a Son, who by his baſeneſs hath cruelly deceived the opinion I had of him? Behold, vile ſoul, <hi>continued he, turning himſelf towards me,</hi> behold what a baſeneſs thine is, and bluſh, if thou beeſt any way capable of the ſhame thou doeſt to thy friends, and the eternal diſgrace thou doſt fix upon thy ſelf: Thou preferreſt ſome weak inclinations to an unknown Maid, before thy duty to thy Father, and that which thou oweſt to thine own rank and honour: And thou doeſt not conſider, that by this weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, thou rendreſt thy ſelf unworthy of my affections, and the Scepter which I had deſtinied for thee. <hi>I</hi> ſhall alwaies have that reſpect to your affection, <hi>replyed I,</hi> that <hi>I</hi> ought to have; but though, together with the Scepter which you intend for me, <hi>I</hi> ſhould quit the Soveraignty of the whole world for <hi>Delia</hi>'s ſake; ſo that <hi>I</hi> might have the liberty to love and ſerve her, <hi>I</hi> ſhould not be diſpleaſed to ſee my ſelf reduced to the condition of acquiring Crowns by the point of my Sword. Believe this truth, Sir, from the mouth of a Prince who is not in a condition to diſſemble; and aſſure your ſelf, that you will be really obliged to ſeek for other Succeſſors to that Scepter which you ſpeak of, if you do not ceaſe from tormenting <hi>Delia,</hi> and if you do not recall the cruel order you have given to <hi>Geſippus,</hi> and permit the Maid to continue in a place, where by her preſence, ſhe pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerves your Sons life. 'Tis not for her that <hi>I</hi> interceed, Sir, ſhe urges her departure more earneſtly a thouſand times than her moſt cruel enemies; and if ſhe would have per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted me to attend her, neither ſhe nor <hi>I,</hi> Sir, would have been in your Dominions:
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You would have received more ſenſible diſpleaſures, if ſhe had not oppoſed them, and you are obliged to her, Sir, not only for ſerving your intentions more powerfully than you your ſelf can do, but for puniſhing me too by her diſdain of me, and of all that I can offer her, more ſeverely a great deal than you could do for my diſobedience. In brief, Sir, I deſire either death at your hands, or the liberty to ſee <hi>Delia:</hi> I ſhall infallibly obtain either the one or the other, and I am not ſo fond of my life without <hi>Delia,</hi> but that I will ſacrifice it at your feet, as ſoon as you ſhall deprive me of all hope of prevailing with you. I have ſtayed <hi>Geſippus</hi> as he was about to execute your commands, and he could not have found a paſſage to go and do outrage to <hi>Delia,</hi> but through my blood, he ſtill waits upon your will, if that be not conformable to that which pity and the proximity of bloud inſpire you within my favour, you may be very well aſſured, Sir, that you are not like to have a Son long in the world.</q>
               </p>
               <p>All the while that I ſpake in this manner, and when I had one ſpeaking too, the King walked up and down haſtily, he lifted up his eyes to Heaven, and ſtamped with his foot, and by all the geſtures of his countenance, expreſſed his indignation, and the divers agita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of his ſoul. The ſmall diſpoſition he ſaw in me to follow his inclinations, and to ſatisfie the Queens deſires by whom he was daily tormented, put him into ſo much choler, as made him partly forget what the nearneſs of bloud preſented to him on my behalf, and carried him out to more cruel reſolutions than the former: but at laſt, as he really loved me, and had placed all his hopes in me alone as his only Son, he feared likewiſe the Tra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gical effects of my paſſion, and perceived himſelf inclined to ſome indulgence towards me in ſpight of his own heart. After that his irreſolutions had a long time appeared in his countenance, he turned himſelf ſuddenly towards me, and breaking his long continued ſilence: <q>If I ſhould hearken to reaſon, <hi>ſaid he to me,</hi> rather than to fatherly infirmity, which I cannot well reſiſt, I ſhould make thee ſuffer ſuch exemplary puniſhments as are due to thy diſobedience, rebellion and baſeneſs: but I will give thee a few days longer to reduce thy ſelf to thy duty with leſs violence, and to experiment whether thou canſt do that by thy vertue, which at laſt I will do by my authority, when I perceive that my indulgence is unprofitable.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Having ſpoken theſe words, after he had commanded <hi>Geſippus</hi> to retire, he entred into his Cabinet without entertaining any longer diſcourſe with me.</p>
               <p>I ſaw <hi>Delia</hi> a little after, and told her all that was paſſed, not being able to conceal any thing from her, and I found her in her ordinary humour, from which ſhe could never be unfixed upon any conſideration. Some days paſſed without any great Croſſes as to me, and the Kings choler, though it was not extinguiſhed, ſeemed yet to be a little pacified: He ſaw the Princeſs my Siſter, upon whom he caſt a very ſevere countenance, and made a very ſharp complaint of her favouring me in my fooliſh affections. <hi>Andromeda</hi> apologized for her ſelf, and proteſted to the King that it was none of her fault that my mind was not cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, and that ſhe employed all her perſwaſions to reduce me to the obedience <hi>I</hi> owed to him. <q>You ſhould then, <hi>ſaid the King,</hi> have ſent <hi>Delia</hi> away from you, ſince you knew that it was my deſign, and you know well you cannot retain her, contrary to my inten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, without diſpleaſing me. Sir, <hi>replyed Andromeda, I</hi> could not quit my ſelf of <hi>Delia,</hi> without making you loſe the Prince my Brother, and if your Majeſty had ſeen the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition wherein he appeared to us every time <hi>I</hi> propoſed it to him, and that <hi>Delia</hi> preſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed me to give her leave to be gone, without doubt you would have judged as well as <hi>I,</hi> that you could not deprive him of <hi>Delia</hi> without taking away his life. But <hi>Andromeda, an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered the King,</hi> your Brother has a deſign to marry her, and that Maid, who receives too much honour by being in your ſervice, raiſes her pretenſions already to the Marriage of your Brother, and to the Crown of your Anceſtors. <hi>I</hi> know not, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs,</hi> whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther my Brother hath any ſuch intention, but <hi>I</hi> can juſtly anſwer you for <hi>Delia,</hi> that ſhe will never give her conſent without you, and all thoſe perſons whom her birth hath given any command over her, agree to it. Whatſoever her Parents are, <hi>added the King,</hi> they will eaſily agree to this alliance, and without their conſent or mine, a Crown hath luſtre enough to dazle the eyes of a more conſtant mind than that Maid is of. You are not yet acquainted with her, Sir, <hi>replyed Andromeda,</hi> and ſhe doth ſo much deſpiſe that dignity which you ſuppoſe is capable to blind her, that it will never oblige her to any the leaſt complacence towards it as long as ſhe lives.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The King admired at <hi>Delia</hi>'s vertue, but his admiration reached no further than to aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; and he did not ceaſe to make me be tormented, to tear that paſſion out of my ſoul by all manner of wayes. <hi>I</hi> hardly viſited <hi>Urania</hi> any more; and if at any time <hi>I</hi> hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened in her company, <hi>I</hi> entertained her only with words of reſpect, without interming<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling any thing of love. The Queen was ſo moved with deſpight at it, that not being able
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to diſſemble it, ſhe ſpake no more to me, and looked upon me no otherwiſe than as an enemy; but ſhe continually whiſpered in the Kings ears, that could not connive at the ſlight eſteem I made of his will, without entirely abandoning his authority, and that he ought by all means to hinder me from making that unknown Maid, Queen of the <hi>Cilicians.</hi> She was not only of a proud and malicious nature, but ſhe had bad Spirits about her, and I believe it was by their ſolicitation that I received the diſpleaſure to which I ſaw my ſelf ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed a few daies after.</p>
               <p>The King, after he had tried divers means in vain to cure me of my paſſion, at laſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpaired of doing it, and either out of the reſentment he had of it, or by the pernicious counſels of intereſſed perſons, he permitted his ſpirit to be enclined to things contrary to his nature, through the deſire he had to retire my heart from its agreeable ſervitude: thoſe, who to pleaſe him, or to follow their own inclinations, had engaged themſelves in <hi>Delia</hi>'s ſervice, appeared no more, and after the publick declaration of my love and uſage I had ſhewed <hi>Antigenes,</hi> there was none ſo bold as to preſent himſelf to her. I viſited <hi>Delia</hi> oftner than before; I had quitted all other care and thought but for her, and yet I could make no other acqueſt upon her ſpirit but of eſteem and a litle compaſſion, at ſuch time when I was likely to loſe her for ever by an accident, or rather an attempt, which I cannot call to mind without trouble.</p>
               <p>I was in bed, and it was about break of day, when one of <hi>Andromeda</hi>'s Officers came to my Chamber door, and having deſired haſtily to ſpeak with me, he told me that the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs had ſent him to me to advertiſe me that <hi>Delia</hi> was a dying, and that ſhe had been tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented part of the night with ſuch violent pains, and was in ſo bad a condition at that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant, that it might be eaſily perceived that there was ſomething extraordinary in her di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtemper. Being ſurpriſed and amazed with this news, as you may well imagine, I made my ſelf ready, and flew out of Chamber to my Siſters Lodgings. The firſt perſon that I met with at the entrance of <hi>Delia</hi>'s Chamber, was her Siſter, who running to me with loud ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clamations: <hi>Ah! Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>Delia is a dying,</hi> Delia <hi>is poiſoned.</hi> Theſe words having redoubled my confuſion, I entred into the Chamber in a very great perplexity. <hi>Delia</hi>'s bed was environed by divers perſons, and the Princeſs my Siſter being intereſſed in this Maids health by the friendſhip ſhe had for me, and that ſhe bare her her ſelf, had not ſtirred from her pillow ſince the beginning of her being ſick, and had ſent for her Phyſitians and mine, by whoſe report we knew that <hi>Delia</hi> was poiſoned. None of them had ſpared any care to give her help, and they knew well enough that my life depended upon hers, which made them to neglect nothing which might tend to her preſervation: but the poiſon was ſo vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent, and had already produced ſuch grand effects, that <hi>Delia</hi>'s complexion, as vigorous as it was, was not able to reſiſt it, and in the opinion of thoſe who ſerved her, there remained then but little hope of her life.</p>
               <p>I approached her bed more like a dead than a living perſon, and I ſaw her in ſuch a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition as would have ſplit not only <hi>Philadelph</hi>'s, but the cruelleſt Tigers heart with pity. The force of the poiſon had changed the admirable whiteneſs of her countenance, into a colour as pale and wan as lead, her eyes were dull and heavie; and her lips being dry and parched, in ſtead of their ordinary carnation, were covered with a deadly paleneſs. Yet in this condition ſhe ſeemed very fair to me, and no change could hide her natural beauty from my eyes; her fight was good ſtill, and her reaſon and remembrance was ſtill perfect. At the noiſe they made when I came near her bed, ſhe turned her eyes towards me, and ſeeing me in a caſe as worthy of pity as her own: <q>Prince, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>with an aſſured voice,</hi> I muſt die; and this culpable <hi>Delia</hi> hath cauſed too many diſorders in your Family not to be puniſhed for them. Theſe words were more capable of giving me my death, than the arms of my moſt cruel enemies, had no anſwer, and grief had ſeized upon me with ſo abſolute a power, that having no ſtrength to reſiſt it, I fell into a ſwoon between their arms who ſtood near me.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Delia,</hi> though dying as ſhe was, intereſſed her ſelf in my ſad condition, and as I underſtood afterwards, ſhe expreſſed almoſt more reſentment for my diſpleaſure, than ſhe did for her own: by the aſſiſtance of thoſe perſons who employed themſelves about me, I recovered my ſences at the laſt, and having crept along with a ſtaggering pace to <hi>Delia</hi>'s bed-ſide, from whence they had taken me, I no ſooner ſaw her again, throwing my ſelf upon my knees before her bed, and taking hold of her hand which burned like fire, whereupon I fixed my mouth with greater liberty than I had taken before, I expreſſed my grief to her with cries and ſobs, not being able to expreſs one diſtinct word: ſhe being moved with pity at my action, after ſhe had made ſome unprofitable endeavours to draw her hand from betwixt mine: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you muſt be reſolved, and you ought to make uſe of your
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courage to give your ſelf conſolation in a diſaſter wherein you would need none, if you would but employ your reaſon. <hi>Delia</hi> does not merit the regret you expreſs for her loſs, as ſhe did not deſerve your affection, and by her death ſhe will reſtore quietneſs to your Family, and to your mind, from whence ſhe had innocently driven it. I pay that tri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bute to nature which we owe her, and if they haſten my end a few daies, I cannot hate them that render me that office, when I conſider the miſeries whereunto my life hath been expoſed, and the intention they have had of procuring the good of the ſtate, and your particular good by my death. Pardon them after my example, if you love me, and do not for the Maids ſake exceed the bounds which nature and your vertue preſcribe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>She would have ſaid more if I could have ſuffered it, and if I had not interrupted her by riſing up before her with tranſport: <q>No <hi>Delia, ſaid I,</hi> no <hi>Delia,</hi> never hope for that from me, neither expect a baſe obedience from him whom you do not leave in a condition to take notice what he owes to nature, vertue, or your will. The cruel wretches ſhall die who tear away my life by an inhumanity and perfideouſneſs without example; and I will throw death into the boſom of mine own Father, if <hi>Delia</hi> be not preſerved for me. This is my reſolution, from which all the conſiderations in the world ſhall never ſtartle me, and I deſire of the Gods to live no longer after you, than to put it in execution; and when I ſhall have given my ſelf this reparation, I know how, <hi>Delia,</hi> to ſacrifice my ſelf upon the tomb whereunto I unfortunately draw you by the love I have for you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>After I had ſpoken theſe words, turning towards thoſe which were employed about her cure, and had already given her ſome remedies: <q>My friends, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> either you muſt cure <hi>Delia,</hi> or diſpatch <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and for the recompence which you ought to expect for that action, caſt your eyes upon whatſoever is moſt precious in my power, and if you ask but the Crown of <hi>Cilicia</hi> for <hi>Delia</hi>'s health, I promiſe it you before all the Gods, ſo ſoon as it ſhall be in my power.</q> Theſe men who were well enough affected by me, to the hope of a great ſalary were much more encouraged, and employed all their skill and power to expel the poiſon out of that fair body; and that they might the more conveniently go about it, they prayed me to withdraw a while into the next chamber with the Princeſs my Siſter: the Aunt and Siſter of <hi>Delia</hi> ſtay'd with them to tend her, and in the mean while I paſſed thoſe cruel moments, or rather ages of torment in ſuch a condition, as is as difficult for you to comprehend as for me to expreſs. All the diſcourſe that <hi>Andromeds</hi> could make me found no attention, and I could not ſo much as think that <hi>Delia</hi> was ready to be taken from me by a ſtrange death, without abandoning my ſelf to a rage which could leave me nothing but furious reſolutions. <q>Siſter, <hi>ſaid I to the Princeſs,</hi> if <hi>Delia</hi> die, you will ſhortly be left alone in the royal family of <hi>Cilicia;</hi> this cruel father who precipitates me to my grave, ſhall ſhow me the way thither himſelf, and with the ſame ſword which my hand ought to draw againſt this unfortunate heart, I will pierce that Barbarian's who only gave me life to make me die cruelly.</q> Theſe words were criminal and horrible, if they had been ſpoken at a time when reaſon had had any command upon my ſpirit; but in the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition I then was, all things were pardonable, and I was capable without doubt of execu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting whatſoever I ſaid in the tranſport that poſſeſſed me.</p>
               <p>In brief, I made ſuch complaints as drew tears from all that heard me, and I interrupted them every moment to run to <hi>Delia</hi>'s chamber door to enquire news of her health. Amongſt thoſe that came to me upon the report of my affliction, of whom there was a great num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, ſeeing <hi>Adraſtus,</hi> whoſe vertue and affection were dear to me: <q>
                     <hi>Adraſtus,</hi> ſaid <hi>I, with a viſage which ſufficiently expreſſed the diſorder of my ſoul,</hi> you may tell the King that he hath found out the aſſured way of deſtroying his Son by the moſt cruel death that the moſt per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidious enemies could have invented; Tell him, that <hi>I</hi> look upon him no longer as my Father, but as upon a Tiger who tears my enteral, and pulls out my heart; Tell him that <hi>I</hi> renounce with horrour and deteſtation all the ties of bloud <hi>I</hi> have to him, and that if <hi>Delia</hi> dies, he ought to look upon his Son as a man who only deſires to live to revenge her death. <hi>Adraſtus</hi> and the reſt ſhrunk their ſhoulders at theſe words, and <hi>I</hi> made them ſome other diſcourſe afterwards ſo full of trouble, and the mark of my deſpair, that the moſt rocky ſouls would have been moved to compaſſion at it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At laſt <hi>Delia</hi> growing weaker and weaker, and believing that her laſt hour was come, deſired to ſpeak with me, and cauſed me to be called. <hi>I</hi> entred into her chamber, and drew near her bed with a feeble and ill aſſured pace: <hi>I</hi> fell upon my knees by her, ſo forlorn and caſt down, that <hi>I</hi> was hardly able to hearken to what ſhe had to ſay to me: yet <hi>I</hi> did my en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavour, and <hi>Delia</hi> likewiſe ſtriving to expreſs her intentions with the little ſtrength ſhe had left: <q>
                     <hi>Philadelph ſaid ſhe, I</hi> ſhould die with ſome regret, if <hi>I</hi> ſhould leave you in the belief that I have been inſenſible of your affection, and <hi>I</hi> have obſerved ſo much purity and ſo much vertue in it, that nothing could hinder me from the acknoledgement that is due to
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you: <hi>I</hi> proteſt to you before thoſe Gods whoſe will it is to ſnatch me from you, that <hi>I</hi> have eſteemed you more than all the perſons in the world; and that if it had been in my power to expreſs my more particular thoughts, and to accept the offers which you made me, <hi>I</hi> ſhould have made you loſe the opinion you have alwaies had of my ingratitude to you: this is a declaration which <hi>I</hi> owe to truth, and to the end that you may find ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction in it, <hi>I</hi> will make you one more which <hi>I</hi> owe to your affection before <hi>I</hi> die, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in poſſibly you may find juſtifications againſt the reproaches that might be laid upon you for having too much debaſed your thoughts. No <hi>Philadelph, continued ſhe with a great deal of pain, Delia</hi> was not ſo unworthy of your affection as the King your Father imagined, neither have you ſinned ſo much againſt your ſelf, that either you or any of your relations need be aſhamed after my death, of the reſentments you have had for me; you have poſſibly rendred that to me before you knew me, which was partly due to me: and though you ſee me a ſtranger, and abandoned by Fortune, yet at the period of my life where <hi>I</hi> now feel my ſelf arrived, <hi>I</hi> will tell you—</q>
               </p>
               <p>She could hardly finiſh theſe words, and when ſhe would have proceeded ſhe was hindred by violent fits, accompanied with ſuch cruel convulſions, that <hi>I</hi> made no doubt but that ſhe was ready to breath her laſt. Then I fell upon her bed embracing her knees with ſuch tranſports of love, as brought my ſoul every moment to my lips, and when I was con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrained to leave her, to give them leave to give her their laſt aſſiſtance, I tore my face and rent my hair, and did a thouſand actions ſo full of rage and deſpair, that my beſt friends trembled, and did not think themſelves ſafe near me. <q>
                     <hi>Delia cryed I, Delia,</hi> ſtay for me, or let me go before thee to the grave: thou canſt not leave me without cruelty, and if I did not owe the remainders of my life to thy vengeance, I would inſtantly lead thee the way to that death which ought to be common to us both.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I was in this condition when they preſented a man to me from the King, who ſent to enquire concerning me; I could hardly forbear from flying in the face of that hateful meſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenger, and having been held back by thoſe which were near me, I took him by the arm, and leading him to <hi>Delia</hi>'s bed in a very terrible faſhion: <q>See, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> ſee the condition wherein I am, by that wherein thou ſeeſt this innocent Victim of thy Maſters cruelty: tell that Barbarian, tell that Monſter that he ſhould come and glut his eyes with this agreeable ſpectable; he will receive a double ſatisfaction, in ſeeing both her which inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cently croſſed his intentions, and him who of his Son is now become his moſt cruel enemy, die here before his face. Sir, <hi>replied the man all amazed, and moved with tenderneſs at what be ſaw:</hi> You do the King your Father great wrong to accuſe him of this cruelty, he doth not only proteſt before all the Gods that he is innocent of it, but he hath ſolemnly ſworn that if he can diſcover who are culpable of it, he will cauſe them to be puniſhed without any conſideration. I made no anſwer to theſe words, nor hardly gave any atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion to them, being ſo intent upon <hi>Delia,</hi> in whom at that time nature was at its utmoſt plunge, that I was not capable of any rational diſcourſe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Princeſs my Siſter, and thoſe who were moſt affectionate to me had drawn me by force into the next chamber, and I had ſtaid there above an hour in ſuch tranſports and im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patiencies as you may imagine, having nothing but death before my eyes in all its moſt hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible ſhapes: when by a favour of Heaven which I expected not, my fortune began to change, and one of the men who was employed in waiting upon <hi>Delia,</hi> entring haſtily into my Chamber: <hi>Courage Sir,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>Delia may do well.</hi> I made a cry at this diſcourſe which ſufficiently expreſſed the ſpeedy effect it had wrought upon my ſpirit; and running to the chamber door like a mad man, I learned that after ſtrong agonies <hi>Delia</hi> had begun to vomit up the poiſon, and that by the vertues of the remedies which they had given her, they ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ped ſhortly to expel it all. This ſucceſs was conformable to their hopes; and not to detain you any longer with this tedious paſſage, I will tell you, that a little after, <hi>Delia</hi> having caſt out all the poiſon, found her ſelf in ſo good a condition, that the Phyſitians aſſured me of her life. Certainly never was a Prince's pardon more ſweet to Criminals who already beheld the ſad preparations of death, than that aſſurance was to my ſpirit, which they gave me of the ſafety of my <hi>Delia,</hi> and thoſe from whom I received it, received teſtimonies of it which might make them remember my acknowledgement as long as they lived.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Delia</hi> ſaw her ſelf reſtored to a quiet condition, thoſe violent pains wherewith ſhe had been tormented ceaſed by little and little, her eyes partly recovered their accuſtomed bright<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, the pale wan colour wherewith her fair face was covered went away, and if ſhe did not preſently regain all her beauties, at leaſt all the deſigns of death diſ-appeared, and we ſaw ſuch a change in her as put us out of all apprehenſions of danger. O Gods! how was I raviſhed at that time, and what diſcourſe can be able to make you comprehend the tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ports of joy to which I abandoned my ſelf? I was in ſuch an extaſie that I could not frame
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any rational diſcourſe, and embracing <hi>Delia</hi>'s knees with paſſion much different from thoſe I felt a little before: <q>
                     <hi>Delia, ſaid I,</hi> my dear <hi>Delia,</hi> you are reſtored to me, and the Gods have ſnatched you out of the arms of death, to leave you entirely to me, I know not, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed Delia,</hi> to what intent they preſerve me: but the affliction you had for my death, makes me receive the life they leave me with more ſatisfaction than I ſhould have received it upon my own ſingle intereſt.</q> Theſe words full of acknowledgement and goodneſs tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported me to new raviſhments, and looking upon <hi>Delia</hi> with eyes enflamed with love, <q>Ah! <hi>Delia, ſaid I with a ſigh,</hi> ſeeing the Gods render you to me, and that 'tis at my prayers rather than yours, which were leſs ardent, and leſs paſſionate, that they reſtore your life, will you render the miracle which they do only in my favour uſeleſs to me? and will you henceforward oppoſe any obſtacle to a felicity for which Heaven hath openly declared it ſelf? Do you not ſee that the pity of Heaven hath exceeded yours, and would ſhew you by its example what compaſſion you ſhould ſhew to me?</q> I had ſome other diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diſcourſe with her upon this ſubject, and <hi>Delia</hi> having patiently hearkned to me, gave me her hand, and with a favour which ſhe was not won't to do me, preſſing one of mine: <q>Prince, <hi>ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> I am obliged to your affection, and I have received ſuch pregnant proofs of it this day, that I ſhould be the moſt ingrateful perſon in the world, if ever I ſhould loſe the remembrance of it: Aſſure your ſelf I will preſerve it more dearly than my life, and whenſoever it ſhall be in my power to expreſs my acknowledgment, I ſhall do it with all my heart: Some reaſons oppoſe it at the preſent which you would not condemn if they were known to you: but if I ever find my ſelf in a condition that I may declare my thoughts to you without reproach, I promiſe you before the Gods, that I will free you from all thoſe ſubjects of complaint which you ſuppoſe you have againſt me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I ſatisfied my ſelf with theſe words the beſt I could, but I did not underſtand them, and calling to mind, by the likeneſs of it, the diſcourſe which ſhe had begun when ſhe ſuppoſed ſhe was ready to die, and was interrupted by the violence of her pain, I requeſted her to proceed, and prayed her as earneſtly as I could poſſibly, that ſhe would perfect the diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very of her heart to me, and not repent her ſelf, now I might make uſe of them, of the good intentions ſhe had for me, at that moment when by reaſon of our approaching death I had loſt all hope of enjoying them. <hi>Delia</hi> continued a while without reply, and then on a ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den turning her eyes upon my face with a ſigh: <hi>Philadelph,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>I know not what it is you deſire of me, and I if made you any more particular diſcourſe, either the force of my diſtemper diſturbed my ſences, or took away the memory of it ſince, for I do not remember it.</hi> Whether ſhe ſpake truth, or would not truſt me any farther with her ſecret, I did not preſs her any far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther for fear of diſpleaſing her; and immediately after the Phyſitians having told me that by reaſon of the violent fits ſhe had had, ſhe had need of ſome repoſe, we retired into the Princeſs's Chamber, who was little leſs intereſſed in the ſickneſs and cure of <hi>Delia</hi> than my ſelf.</p>
               <p>The night was already come, and all that day I had eaten nothing, but then I ſupped with <hi>Andromeda,</hi> and a little after I retired to my apartment, where I took ſome repoſe. The next day <hi>Delia</hi> grew a great deal better, and we underſtood with much joy that within a few daies ſhe might leave her bed. Though I was moved with a juſt reſentment at the attempt they had made upon her life, and burned with a deſire of revenging my ſelf upon the Authors, the fear I had to diſcover the ſhame of our houſe, and to find the King cul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of ſo black an action, hindred me from making ſtrict inquiſition after it: and the King, whom I believed thenceforth to be innocent of it, and who had proteſted to do ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtice, ſuſpecting the Queen for it, not without great probability, was affraid of the ſucceſs of the buſineſs on her behalf, if he ſhould proſecute it any farther: but not being able to take my revenge upon thoſe cruel perſons, I reſolved at leaſt to hinder the new effects of their cruelty, and as long as <hi>Delia</hi> kept her bed, I would not ſuffer her to take any nouriſhment but what I firſt taſted of my ſelf, letting thoſe poiſoners know by that pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caution, that they could not attempt upon her life without taking away of mine.</p>
               <p>In the mean time I ſaw not the King, and the reſentments which my ſuſpicions had cauſed in me againſt him would have laſted a long time, if the ſame day that <hi>Delia</hi> left her bed, in the effects which my diſpleaſures had produced both in my body and mind, had not thrown me into a violent Fever. I neglected my diſtemper at firſt, but within a few daies it ſo augmented, that the Phyſitians began to be in fear of my life: In effect I had ſo tormented my ſelf for <hi>Delia's</hi> ſickneſs, that my body could hardly chuſe but ſuffer for it, and I had continued too long ſubject to ſuch paſſions as deprived me of repoſe, not to receive ſome alteration in my health: However it was, or whatſoever might be the cauſe, but I was ſo ill within a few daies, that they were in no leſs fear for me, than before they had been for <hi>Delia.</hi> The King out of the real affection he had for me diſſipated the hardneſs of his heart,
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and came to viſit me every day, but as I accuſed him alone for my ſickneſs and all the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſures which had cauſed it, ſo I could not willingly ſee him, and I received his viſits with little ſatisfaction. The Queen her ſelf to pleaſe him, viſited me divers times, and the Princeſs <hi>Urania,</hi> who bare her company, whatſoever cauſe of reſentment ſhe might have againſt me, out of an inclination worthy of her ſelf, and purely generous, was afflicted at my ſickneſs, and intereſſed her ſelf in the return of my health. <hi>Andromeda</hi> never ſtirred from my pillow, and for my greater comfort <hi>Delia,</hi> pale as ſhe was after her late ſickneſs, was often other with her. One day that ſhe was by my bed-ſide deſiring to animate me to a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery: <q>What Sir, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> will you make no reſiſtance againſt your diſeaſe for their ſakes who deſire your health, and did you only intereſs your ſelf ſo much in mine, to cauſe me a too juſt diſpleaſure by the abſence of your own? Ah! <hi>Delia, replied I, with divers ſighs,</hi> the Gods have taken notice that my ſufferings were uncapable of prevailing with you, and it hath been their will at laſt to put me into a condition which might move your pity: I will not tell you that I die for you, that diſcourſe would have ſome appearance of a reproach, and Heaven is my witneſs that I have no intention to make you any: but I will tell you, and truly too, that I ſhould receive death, from what cauſe ſoever it might proceed, with a great deal of reſignation, if by it I ſhould not loſe the means of ſeeing and ſerving you, or if thereby I might draw from you more particular thoughts for me, than thoſe which you have diſcovered to me, and if they were expreſſed to me by ſome efforts which proceeded from a little love, as now they proceeded from your goodneſs only.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Delia</hi> at theſe words looked upon me with an eye full of the marks of her compaſſion, and laying one of her fair hands upon mine which I held out of the bed: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> in the name of the Gods do not accuſe me, that the reaſons which might juſtifie me to you are unknown to you: you ſhall know them as ſoon as I ſhall be permitted to diſcover them to you, and in the mean time, believe with all manner of certainty, that I will rather loſe my life a thouſand times, than fail in the acknowledgement of your affections: I only deſire you to have a little patience; if you love me, you will prevail ſo far with your ſelf for my ſake, and I proteſt to you before the Gods who hear us, that as ſoon as I ſhall be in a capacity to declare ſo much to you without meriting your diſdain, you ſhall know that all my inclinations have not proceeded from good nature and compaſſion only: I tell you more than with decency I may, <hi>continued ſhe with a little bluſh,</hi> but I will paſs by that for the repoſe of a Prince to whom I owe a great deal more.</q> The real love and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect I had for <hi>Delia</hi> made me find ſome comfort in theſe words, and lifting her hand to my mouth, though ſhe endeavoured to hinder me: <q>I will not die, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> ſeeing there is ſome hope left, I will preſerve my life if it be poſſible, ſince you do not eſteem of it as a thing indifferent.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Delia</hi> was not willing to make me ſpeak any more for fear of doing me hurt, and after ſhe had confirmed to me what ſhe had ſaid by a gracious look, ſhe retired her ſelf. She was ſcarcely out of the Chamber but the King came in, and having underſtood before he came near my bed, that my diſeaſe grew every day worſe and worſe, and that without flatter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him, they could not conceal from him that I was in great danger, he drew near me full of tenderneſs, and having found me in a worſe condition than they had repreſented to him, after he was fate by the ſide of my bed, and had taken one of my hands which he preſſed a great while between his without ſpeaking: <q>My Son, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> is it poſſible that you will let your ſelf die? 'Tis time to die, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> ſince my life is odious to you. Ah! <hi>Philadelph, cried the King, with tears that came into his eyes with that approach,</hi> take heed the Gods do not puniſh you for the outrage you do me, and believe the proteſtation which I make you before them, that my own life is not ſo dear to me as yours. Ah! Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> if that were ſo, you would not have abandoned it thoſe torments which have redu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced it to that extremity you ſee, and you would not ſee your Son ready to die under the cruel perſecutions you have made him ſuffer. No Sir, <hi>continued I, ſtrugling with my weakneſs to expreſs my reſentments,</hi> No Sir, I could not live without <hi>Delia,</hi> and ſeeing I was not permitted to think upon her, without diſobeying you, and throwing her into the danger wherein I ſaw her a few daies ſince, I have been willing to prevent this misfortune, and the continuance of my diſobedience, by a death which is the dearer to me, and which I heartily embrace, ſince by that I ſhall be freed from the miſeries to which my life was expoſed. I leave it without any other regret than this, that it hath been diſagreeable to you, and I quit it the more willingly, becauſe it would be impoſſible for me to preſerve it without the hope of beſtowing it abſolutely upon <hi>Delia.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>I uttered theſe words with a vehemence above my ſtrength, and the King having heark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned to them with a great deal of grief and tenderneſs, fixed his eyes upon the ground, and continued a long while without being able to reply: At laſt, after a great conteſt in his ſpirit,
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having taken his reſolution, and turning his eyes towards me: <q>
                     <hi>Philadelph, ſaid he,</hi> 'tis true, I oppoſed the paſſion you had for <hi>Delia,</hi> after I knew ſhe did not only divert you from the deſigns I had for you, but likewiſe that you had an intention to marry a ſtrange un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known Maid, of ſo different a birth from your own: the reaſons I had for it were ſo great, that if you had never ſo little reaſon left your ſelf, you could not diſ-approve of them, and they are ſo well known to you, that it is not neceſſary for me to repeat them: No <hi>Philadelph,</hi> there is no Father but would have done as much at leaſt, and would have employed his authority more publickly to divert his only Son, and the Heir of a great Kingdom, from a Marriage ſo unequal, and unſuitable to his dignity; <hi>Philadelph,</hi> I would ſtill give part of my Dominions, to wean you from this reſolution if it were poſſible, and if you could diſ-engage your ſelf from your paſſion, you ſhould know that I have a very ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tional intereſt in it to deſire to hinder the prejudicial effects of it: but if it be impoſſible for you to live without <hi>Delia,</hi> and if by <hi>Delia</hi>'s means only I can preſerve my Son, I will cloſe my eyes to all reaſons of State to ſave him, and I had rather be blamed by my Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects and Neighbours for this indulgence, than to be any longer in danger of loſing my Son. Recover upon this aſſurance, and receive the inviolable promiſe I give you, that if after your recovery <hi>Delia</hi> be neceſſary for the preſervation of your life or repoſe, I will no longer oppoſe the affection and deſign you have for her.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words of the King I was ſeized with a tranſport of joy, which in ſpite of the pale<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs which my ſickneſs had cauſed, was eaſily ſeen in my countenance, and taking hold of the Kings hand, which I kiſſed divers times with raviſhment: <q>Ah! Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> 'tis this day that I acknowledge you to be my Father, and I am a thouſand times more obliged to you for this ſecond life which you give me, than for the firſt: 'Tis certain, Sir, that the grace you do me, is neceſſary for the preſervation of my life, and that it is impoſſible for me to live without <hi>Delia:</hi> but, Sir, I may proteſt to you in requital of this goodneſs, that you will never have cauſe to repent of it, and whatſoever violence you offer for my ſake to thoſe conſiderations which my paſſion doth not permit me to take notice of, you will find your recompence, Sir, in the acknowledgement of <hi>Delia,</hi> and that ſtrange Maid is endued with ſuch qualities, that her vertue will be one day more dear to you than all the alliances you could make with your neighbours.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I ſhould have ſaid more, if the King, who ſaw that I flew at random, had not hindred me and retired, after he had confirmed by oath the promiſe he had made me. I was ſo ſatisfied with it, that all the ſickneſs of my body was diſſipated by the contentment of my mind, and it contributed in ſuch a manner to my recovery, that the next night my Fever, in ſtead of being augmented by this days exceſs, diminiſhed very much, and the Phyſitians by this amendment, conceived ſuch hopes of my life, that they almoſt certainly aſſured the King of it. The ſatisfaction he received upon that account, confirmed him in the deſign he had conceived in my favour, and the ſame day, having met <hi>Delia</hi> in my Siſter's company, after he had accoſted her with a countenance very different from what he had formerly ſhown her: <q>Fair <hi>Delia, ſaid he,</hi> I have diſputed your conqueſt too long with you, but I will do ſo no more; you are worthy of my Son, and I leave him entirely to you as ſoon as he is recovered of his malady.</q> 
                  <hi>Delia</hi> bluſhed at theſe expreſſions of the Kings, but ſhe recei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved them with a great deal of moderation, and replied without being moved: <q>The gift of ſuch a Prince as <hi>Philadelph</hi> cannot be but very precious to a perſon who eſteems his merit and affection as ſhe ought and if I were as free as he is now through your goodneſs, I would let him know by all means poſſible that I am not ingrateful to the obligation I have to him. What <hi>Delia, added the King,</hi> are not you free to expreſs your reſentments to my Son in the deſign he hath for you, and have not you liberty enough to gain <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and a Crown too boot? 'Tis not his Crown, <hi>anſwered Delia,</hi> that I look upon; but I ſufficiently eſteem his perſon to grant him any thing I may, without any other pretention, if my duty did not bind me to render that to my friends in my own Country which he renders here to his, and to deſire of them the conſent which the Prince had obtained of your Majeſty.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The King was amazed at this diſcourſe, and looking upon <hi>Delia</hi> with admiration: <hi>O</hi> Delia, <hi>cryed he, O</hi> Delia! <hi>'tis this day that I acknowledge that you are worthy to be my Daughter, and for that Vertues ſake which you diſcover to me, I ſhall never repent whilſt I live of my indul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence to my Son.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>See how the face of things was changed. From that day forward the King having begun to take real notice of the vertue of <hi>Delia,</hi> conceived ſuch an eſteem of her, as made him a little after deſire that which before he had ſo much feared and ſo much oppoſed, and in ſtead of hindring it, as he had formerly done, he ſaw himſelf reduced by the deſire he had of my recovery and repoſe, to entreat <hi>Delia</hi> every day to love me, and to offer her the Succeſſion
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of a Crown which ſhe ſlighted, as not having charms enough to ſtagger her from the leaſt of her reſolutions. The Queen ſeeing this change, and being extraordinarily netled at the injury which ſhe ſuppoſed was done to her Daughter, would not ſuffer her to continue any longer in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> but ſent her back with a ſtately equipage to King <hi>Archelaus</hi> her Brother, who had ſent for her divers times. She ſaw me before her departure contrary to the Queens intentions, ſhe graciouſly received my laſt excuſes, and aſſured me that ſhe went away with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out any reſentment againſt me.</p>
               <p>Not long after I ſaw my ſelf perfectly recovered, and after the changing of the Kings mind, finding my ſelf free in the reſearch of <hi>Delia,</hi> I had nothing elſe to contend with but her ſelf: but then it was likewiſe that I met with the greateſt difficulties, and though ſhe did not ſeem inſenſible of my love, but flattered me with the ſweeteſt hopes, yet ſhe kept her ſelf conſtantly to the propoſition ſhe had made, and to the deſign of expecting that from time, which, as ſhe ſaid, was not yet in her power. She had at that time a glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious revenge for the diſpleaſures that the King had cauſed her, and if ſhe had been of the humour to draw any advantage from this change, ſhe would have had ſome pleaſure to ſee that Prince make her every day ſuch offers as ſhe ſlighted, and to be as forward to flatter her in my favour, and to ſecond the requeſts I continually made to her, as he had been eager to torment as formerly. At that time having no more complaints to make againſt others, I often complained of her, accuſing her of her hard-heartedneſs and ingratitude to me: but when I was moſt afflicted, and moſt diſſatisfied with her, ſhe quiet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed my ſpirit by the powerful Empire ſhe had acquired over me, and by the confir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mation of the promiſes ſhe had made me. <hi>I</hi> lived in this manner enjoying the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentment of ſeeing her, which was permitted me with all liberty, and full of the hopes ſhe gave, wherein, though I could comprehend nothing through the knowledge of her ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue I had a great deal of confidence, when my Fortune raiſed me other buſineſs and employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tygranes</hi> King of <hi>Media,</hi> our Ally and near Kinſman, as I have already told you, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing deſpoyled of his Kingdom by <hi>Phraates</hi> King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> or rather by the valiant <hi>Artaban,</hi> General of his Troops, who with a prodigious valour had reduced <hi>Media</hi> un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der his Maſter's Dominion, in a leſs time than would well have ſerved to have ſeen it all, came to ſeek refuge among his Neighbours and Allies. He made ſome ſtay firſt in <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> and by the compaſſion which his misfortune wrought in the breaſt of King <hi>Archelaus,</hi> he not only obliged him to protect him, but intereſſed him ſo in his affairs, that <hi>Archelaus,</hi> a Prince of great Vertue, offered to raiſe an Army for his re-eſtabliſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and to march with him in perſon to re-inveſt him in his Throne. <hi>Archelaus</hi> alone was poſſibly too weak to put this deſign in execution, and <hi>Tigranes</hi> having engaged him in this manner to his ſuccour, came into <hi>Cilicia,</hi> believing he ſhould find all manner of aſſiſtance in the amity of the King his Uncle. He was received at <hi>Tharſus,</hi> not as a deſpoyled Prince, but as if he had enjoyed his former dignity, and the King, who had always dearly loved him, treated him as if he had been his Son or his Brother, and diſpoſed himſelf to render him whatſoever he might expect from his affection: he was already prepared by the news he had received of his misfortunes to aſſiſt and ſerve him, and during the ſtay he had made in <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> they had begun to make levies to that intention.</p>
               <p>I will not ſpin out this diſcourſe into a tedious length, within a few months that <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>granes</hi> continued with us, all things were put into an handſome condition for his aſſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance, and <hi>Tygranes</hi> not being willing to permit that the King ſhould make this Voyage in Perſon by reaſon of his age, and for divers other conſiderations, I received the commiſſion, and diſpoſed my ſelf to march with <hi>Tigranes</hi> in the head of ten thouſand horſe, and five and twenty thouſand foot, which the King gave me for this expedition. You may well judge, Madam, that it was not without regret that I prepared my ſelf to leave <hi>Delia,</hi> and You will believe nothing but the Truth, when You ſhall believe that my ſoul was ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible of a cruel violence at this ſeparation: I could not without a mortal grief ſo much as think of being ſo far and ſo long diſtant from her whom I could not leave for a moment, and when I reflected upon the evils which this abſence would make me ſuffer, all my cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage could hardly furniſh me with reſolutions enough to diſpoſe my ſelf to it. Beſides, I left <hi>Delia</hi> in a place where a little before they had cruelly made an attempt upon her life, and though by the care the King himſelf took of her, and the little intereſt the Queen had in the buſineſs, I was almoſt aſſured on that ſide, yet my love making me fearful for that I lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved, raiſed ſuch fears in me, as all my reaſon was not able to deſtroy: but that which mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved me moſt, was that I went from <hi>Delia</hi> without being able to oblige her to engage her ſelf to me any more than ſhe had done before, and underſtood ſo little of the reaſons ſhe
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alledged to me, and the hopes ſhe gave me, that I could receive but a very imperfect com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort from them. For all this I muſt be gone, the conſiderations of my honour were ſtrong enough to overcome all others, and I was of ſuch an age as obliged me, to the prejudice of my repoſe, and the peril of a thouſand lives, to purſue the occaſions of glory which called upon me.</p>
               <p>Neither did I much waver in the buſineſs; but to ſhorten my diſcourſe, the day came which neceſſitated my ſeparation from <hi>Delia.</hi> All the time before I had ſollicited her in vain to declare her ſelf in my favour more fully than ſhe had done before, I had ſpared neither prayers nor tears to move her, but I could not by any expreſſions, ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther of my love or grief, remove her from her former reſolution. The laſt day go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to take my leave of her, I really ſound ſome ſigns of ſorrow in her countenance, and ſhe expreſſed to me divers ways, that ſhe ſympathiſed with me in the diſpleaſure I had to leave her. After ſome paſſionate diſcourſes, whereby I expreſſed to her my juſt reſentments: <hi>I go,</hi> Delia, ſaid I to her, <hi>and what is moſt cruel and inſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portable to me, I part from You without any certainty of ſeeing You again, and unaſſured of the condition I ſtand in your thoughts. After ſuch teſtimonies of my love, as poſſibly would not have been ineffectual in relating to any other perſon but</hi> Delia, <hi>and which poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly might have prevailed with any courage but hers, I ſee my ſelf as ignorant of my deſtiny, as I was that moment that I gave my ſelf to you. I ſatisfie my ſelf as well as I can poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly with the hopes You give me, and ſeeing that I ſhall never have any deſire but what may be conformable to Your will, I endeavour to comfort my ſelf with the expectation of a good which I cannot conceive: but</hi> Delia, <hi>I cannot vanquiſh my grief, and what blind confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence ſoever. I have in You, 'tis hard for me to take notice without a mortal diſpleaſure, how little progreſs I have made upon Your ſpirit. I go from you with all manner of ill pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſages, and if my fears deceive me not, I am in great danger of never ſeeing you again: if it be ſo,</hi> Delia, <hi>I ſhall abandon my ſelf to the moſt cruel death that ever was ſuffered, and You will live with the remorſe of having beſtowed ſuch a recompence upon the moſt real and perfect that ever was.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I had ſome other diſcourſe with her upon the ſame ſubject, the length whereof hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders me from repetition, and <hi>Delia</hi> having quietly hearkned to me, and endeavoured to hide ſome marks of pity which appeared in her countenance: <q>Prince, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> I will willingly endure all your reproaches without complaining, and though poſſibly I might deſerve that you ſhould impoſe ſome belief in me, I will expect that from you when thoſe things you are now ignorant of are known to you. In the mean time you may go with this belief, that you have made a greater progreſs upon my ſpirit than you ſuppoſe, and I ſhould ſay you had done too much in that reſpect, if I did not believe that I cannot be too acknowledging of your affection; I ſhall not be always in a condition wherein I can only ſatisfie you with ſuch hopes as you cannot comprehend, and if fortune be not contrary to me, my condition will be changed at your return. I ſhall then be free from divers ſcru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ples which a Maid of my humour cannot tell how to overcome, and you will be at li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty to demand that of me without hurting me, which then I may grant you without fear of reproach. Give, if you pleaſe, an abſolute credit to what I tell you, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive a thing which I will truſt no body with but your ſelf, that may in time make you change the unjuſt opinion you have of my humour. With theſe words ſhe preſented me with a paper folded up and faſt ſealed,</q> and before ſhe put it into my hand: Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph, ſaid ſhe, <hi>here is the moſt aſſured mark that I can give you of the confidence I have in you. If Fortune ſeparate Us beyond Your intention, and you be not permitted to ſee me a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain ſo ſoon as you deſire, you will find news of me in the paper which I give You, and poſſibly you will ſee things there which will not be indifferent to You: but I would have you promiſe me, and will repoſe an abſolute aſſurance in your promiſe, that you will not open it till You have received permiſſion, either by word of mouth, or by writing from the Princeſs your Siſter, or my ſelf: I hope You will have ſo much reſpect to the requeſt I make You, and your Obedience in a buſineſs which may appear ſo ſlight to You, I ſhall look upon as an aſsured proof of Your affection.</hi>
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                  <hi>I promiſe You,</hi> replyed <hi>I, what You deſire of me, and though my Life depended upon the opening of this paper, I proteſt to You it ſhall never be opened by my will, till I receive the permiſſion you order me.</hi> Upon theſe words ſhe gave me the paper, which <hi>I</hi> carefully put up, and a little after <hi>I</hi> took leave of her, with all the demonſtrations of love and grief for this ſeparation, that could proceed from a ſoul inflamed like mine: <hi>I</hi> did not bid the Princeſs my Siſter farewell, without giving her grand teſtimonies of my friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip and acknowledgment; but the greateſt converſation <hi>I</hi> had with her, was to recommend <hi>Delia</hi> to her a thouſand times, and to repreſent to her that my life did abſolutely depend
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upon the care ſhe had of her. I made the ſame requeſt likewiſe to the King, though not with ſo much liberty; and after I had received his laſt orders I got on horſeback with <hi>Tygra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> and departed out of <hi>Tharſus</hi> to march out of the <hi>Rendezvous</hi> of the Army, which was upon the frontire of <hi>Cilicia</hi> and <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> where <hi>Archelaus</hi> was to be with his. All was perform<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed as had been propounded, the two Armies joyned at the place appointed, and by this con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>junction made up a body of threeſcore and ten thouſand combatants: The interview be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween <hi>Archelaus</hi> and my ſelf was performed with all manner of civility and teſtimonies of affection, and though to appearance he might have been diſſatisfied with me for the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugnance I had to marry his Siſter, yet that fair Princeſs her ſelf had ſo handſomly apolo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gized for me, and when we were a little more familiar, I ſo acquainted him with the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of my paſſion, which had hindred me from being his Brother by ſo many marks, that inſtead of being diſpleaſed with me for it, he was moved with pity at the relation I made him of my ſufferings, and his inclinations being ſuperlatively noble and generous, he highly eſteemed of my preferring <hi>Delia</hi>'s vertue before the moſt advantageous alliances. We contract<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed a very firm friendſhip, whereunto I had a great diſpoſition at the firſt ſight. <hi>Archelaus</hi> is a Prince of a compleat perſon, about five or ſix and twenty years of age, endued with a real va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lour, and all the qualities that ought to accompany it.</p>
               <p>We marched towards <hi>Media</hi> in the head of our Army, which we commanded all three equally, though by reaſon of their dignity I would have rendred to the two Kings thoſe deferences which they would not receive from me; and having coaſted the frontire of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia,</hi> and croſſed a part of <hi>Aſſyria,</hi> we entred into <hi>Media,</hi> where we were expected by the intelligences which <hi>Tigranes</hi> had in his Dominions; the <hi>Parthians</hi> being naturally cruel, had rendred themſelves ſo odious there, that the <hi>Medians</hi> groaned under their Government as under a hard Captivity, and we began no ſooner to appear but they ſhewed their good intentions to their Prince all the ways they poſſibly could. Some Troops that oppoſed us upon the borders were cut in pieces without trouble, and in divers encounters which we had in the beginning of that war, the advantage remained abſolutely upon our ſide. Few places ſtayed to be reduced into our hands by extremity, and after we had made our ſelves Maſters of thoſe which were in our way, we marched towards the Capital City, whileſt the others rendred themſelves every day to their lawful Prince, and ſet up his Standard with ſuch an alacrity as the like was never ſeen.</p>
               <p>All the Garriſons by their compoſition having liberty to retire to <hi>Artanes,</hi> who command<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in <hi>Media</hi> for the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> and <hi>Artanes</hi> having gathered together beſides, all the Forces he could raiſe, he formed a great and powerful body of an Army, wherewith he came to meet us a days journey from <hi>Praaſpa,</hi> and offer'd us battel. I will not deſcribe the particulars of it to you, you ſhall only underſtand, Madam, that Fortune which a long time had been contrary to <hi>Tigranes,</hi> declared her ſelf then in his favour, and beſides that, ſuch was the valor and good conduct of <hi>Archelaus,</hi> &amp; I found my ſelf animated by a ſpur of glory which made me do ſomewhat extraordinary, that though the <hi>Parthians</hi> are without doubt more va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liant than the <hi>Cilicians</hi> and the <hi>Cappadocians,</hi> they were overthrown with ſuch a general de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feat that almoſt all of them lay dead upon the Turf, and I had the good luck, if I may ſpeak it with modeſty, to kill their General with my own hand in the head of his Troops, whileſt the victory was yet doubtful.</p>
               <p>After the gaining of this battel, both the Capital City of the Kingdom, and all the reſt after its example yielded themſelves up to <hi>Tigranes,</hi> and he was already abſolute in his Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minions, when we had intelligence that the King of <hi>Parthia</hi> was ſending an Army againſt us under the conduct of <hi>Phrataphernes</hi> one of his beſt Captains, and that having loſt <hi>Artaban,</hi> by whoſe valour he had gained that Crown, and whom <hi>Tigranes</hi> more feared in that war than all the Forces of his Enemies, he was reſolved to come and preſerve or recover in perſon what he had conquered by his Lieutenant: Being both eager of occaſions of acquiring glory, and heated with our former victory, we marched againſt <hi>Phrataphernes</hi> with a great deal of joy, and <hi>Tigranes</hi> proteſted highly, that ſince <hi>Artaban</hi> was not among his Enemies, he made no doubt of the Victory.</p>
               <p>I paſs over this relation very ſuccinctly, Madam, as of little divertiſement to you, and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neceſſary in relation to the more weighty particularities you deſire of me: but I plainly per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive that you expect with more curioſity that I ſhould ſpeak to you concerning <hi>Delia.</hi> You may well imagine, Madam, that her fair image was never abſent from my memory, and that in the moſt dangerous occaſions, the moſt preſſing objects were not able to baniſh it from my remembrance not one moment; I had written to her oftentimes, but had received no Letters from her, only in thoſe which the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda</hi> wrote to me, at her requeſt ſhe ſubſcribed a few words, whereby ſhe gave me ſuch aſſurances as I had received from her diſcourſe. I ſhould not have been contented with this from
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any perſon but <hi>Delia,</hi> and <hi>I</hi> ſhould have believed that after ſo many proofs of my love, and in the difference of our conditions I might have hoped for more from her: but I had clean contrary thoughts for <hi>Delia;</hi> the knowledge I had of her admirable vertue made me re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive her ſmalleſt favours with an abſolute ſatisfaction, and I had entertained as great a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect for her in my mind, as if beſides her beauty and marvellous qualities ſhe had been poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſed of an hundred Diadems: I obſerved it my ſelf more than I had done till then, by the religious obedience which I rendred to her will concerning the paper ſhe had given me, and though I was tempted every day with an impatient deſire of looking into it, and that I believed I might do it, and my diſobedience never have been known to <hi>Delia,</hi> I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpected her commands with ſo much reality and honeſty, that I never had the boldneſs to infringe them. At the firſt I carried the paper about me, being extremely pleaſed to look often upon a thing that came from ſo dear a hand: but afterwards ſeeing my ſelf urged with a deſire to look into ſo important a ſecret, and diſtruſting that I was not able to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſt it; to avoid the occaſions of commiting that fault, I would no longer keep it about me, but locked it up in a Cabinet wherein I was wont to put thoſe things which were moſt precious to me, expecting to receive from <hi>Delia</hi> or <hi>Andromeda</hi> the permiſſion they made me hope for.</p>
               <p>In the mean time we marched againſt <hi>Phrataphernes,</hi> we gave him battel, and gained it as abſolutely as the former; <hi>Archelaus</hi> had the ſame glory in the latter, by the death of the General, that I had in the former, and <hi>Tygranes</hi> made us know that it was by the default of his Fortune rather than of his Valour that he had been thrown from the Throne of his Fathers. After this Victory which perfectly re-eſtabliſhed <hi>Media</hi> under the power of its former Maſter, we advanced againſt <hi>Phraates,</hi> who had already ſet foot in that Kingdom, and came towards us full of threatnings. <hi>Archelaus</hi> and I were well pleaſed to march againſt that man, and having heard by report of the horrible cruelties which he had com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted againſt his Father and Brothers, whom he had inhumanly butchered out of an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſatiable deſire of reigning alone, we had no repugnance to beat arms againſt a man ſo de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſtable. We hoped to come to a battel againſt him, and to that end we haſtned towards the place where he was, with all the diligence we could poſſible: but he having intel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligence of our Forces, which were encreaſed by the one half, by the <hi>Medes</hi> who had taken up arms in their own defence, feared the event of the battel, and retired back to his own Kingdom; we appeared there almoſt as ſoon as he, and out of the averſion we had againſt his crimes, we prepared our ſelves with a great deal of ſatisfaction, to enter into his Country, and to carry the war into the heart of his Dominions, which poſſibly he would have hardly reſiſted, if the Gods had not otherwiſe diſpoſed it, and had not made uſe of the love which <hi>Tygranes</hi> had conceived and conſerved for <hi>Eliſa</hi> Princeſs of <hi>Parthia</hi> as a means to peace; In the formidable condition wherein he appeared to <hi>Phraates,</hi> he took his time to demand his Daughter, and though our inclinations carried us to make war againſt that cruel man, and to ſeek new occaſions to acquire ſome reputa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion: yet the conſideration we had of the repoſe of our friend, and of our people, pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vailed over our order, and we conſented that <hi>Tygranes</hi> whilſt he held his Sword in his hand ſhould make propoſitions to <hi>Phraates</hi> of peace and marriage. We were upon theſe terms when I received the cruel affliction which hath put me into the condition wherein you ſee me.</p>
               <p>I had received no news a long while from the Court of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and I complained of their negligence of my repoſe, when there came a Meſſenger to me with Letters from the King and the Princeſs my Siſter; I opened that from the Princeſs, and in it I found theſe words.</p>
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                        <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Andromeda, <hi>to the Prince of</hi> Cilicia.</head>
                     <p>DElia <hi>is gone from us, and you may imagine that it is with grief that I ſend you this news; it was with a great deal of ſorrow that I ſaw a perſon go from me, who was ſo dear to me both for love of you and of my ſelf: All the Kings power and mine together was not capable to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain her, and we believed we ſhould offend you more by offering her ſome violence to ſtay her here, than by leaving her at liberty to retire her ſelf: We conſented to it ſo much the more willingly, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe ſhe proteſted that the care of your repoſe mode her leave a place where ſhe ſhould never be in a capacity to teſtifie her intentions to you, and that it was only in her own Country that you could re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive the proofs of the good will ſhe bears you: We know the place of her retreat, ſhe only would be conducted to the Frontire of</hi> Armenia: <hi>but you may inform your ſelf by the paper which ſhe gave you at your parting, and ſhe gives you permiſſion to look into it as ſoon as you have received the news of her departure.</hi>
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This was <hi>Andromeda</hi>'s Letter, which I did not read but with apprehenſions of fear and grief, which might eaſily be obſerved in my countenance; and I could hardly give my ſelf time to read the Kings; which contained almoſt the ſame thing, but with greater prote<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtations of the endeavours he had uſed to retain <hi>Delia;</hi> but I had recoutſe to the only com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort that was left me, and being full of impatience, I called for the Cabinet wherein I had incloſed the ſacred paper upon which my repoſe did abſolutely depend. But by a terrible diſaſter, at the ſame time that I called for it, ſad Meſſengers came into my Chamber to tell me that at the paſſage of a River which had overflow'd its banks, where divers of my horſes and men were drowned, part of my Equipage was loſt, and amongſt other things, that Cabinet to which I had intruſted all my happineſs. At this news, Madam, I almoſt died in the place, and all the diſpleaſure which the loſs of the moſt precious thing can imprint in a ſoul, ſeiſed upon mine ſo ſuddenly, and put me into ſo ſtrange a condition, that thoſe which were about me, doubted whether I could live a mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment in ſuch grief as I expreſſed. At the firſt I being amazed by ſo unexpected a blow, ſilence expreſſed my firſt reſentments, and I continued a while like a perſon beſotted with a profound Lethargy: but when I began to open my eyes upon my misfortune, &amp; it diſcovered it ſelf to me in its true form, I abandoned my ſelf to out-cries and tranſports, and all the expreſſions of an immoderate affliction. They which ſaw me in that condition, told me afterward that I had ſcarcely any thing left by which my friends might know me, and that I ſpake words ſo far from my ordinary manner of diſcourſe, that they feared I would quite loſe my reaſon, and fall into the extremities of fury and deſpair. In my moſt mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derate intervals, or rather when my tired body had no more ſtrength to torment it ſelf, complaining in ſuch a manner as moved all thoſe to pity that heard me: Delia, cryed I, <hi>O</hi> Delia! <hi>I have loſt thee then for ever, and of all that I have ſeen, and ſuffered, and hoped, there remains nothing but an eternal flame in my ſoul, and the Idea of a flaſh of lightning which hath ſet me on fire as it paſſed by, and then diſ-appeared from my eyes for evermore. Thou haſt fled from me as from the moſt cruel enemy, from me who would have fled from all things, yea, from life it ſelf to follow thee, and it was in this flight that I ought to have eſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bliſhed the hopes thou gaveſt me. Ah</hi> Delia, <hi>ab ingrateful and unacknowledging</hi> Delia! <hi>what will become now, through thy cruelty, of this miſerable wretch whom thou expoſeſt to the worſt miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes? and what remedy ſhall he find againſt that devouring fire thou kindledſt in his heart? what good Angel did guide him to trace out thy ſteps? and what favourable Star will diſcover to him thy retreat? But,</hi> retracted I a little after; <hi>why ſhould I accuſe</hi> Delia <hi>for the fault I have committed my ſelf? ſhe is not the cauſe that I am ignorant of that which might yield me comfort, I ſhould know now the place of her reſidence, and I ſhould poſſibly be more ſatisfied than ever I was in my life, if I had not loſt all by my own negligence, and if I had not imprudently truſted to things ſubject to the accident which is befallen me, that which I ought to have truſted to no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but my own heart.</hi>
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               <p>From this diſcourſe I paſſed to actions which expreſſed a great deal of fury, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally if that may find any excuſe in a juſt ſubject of diſpleaſure, mine was pardonable enough, and my condition had ſomething in it ſo ſtrange, that it was hard to reflect upon it with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out being tranſported. I had not only loſt <hi>Delia,</hi> I was not only ignorant where I might learn news of the place of her retreat, but I may truly ſay, that I loved more ardently than ever man had done, without knowing who it was I loved, and without having any means of coming to the knowledge of it. <hi>Delia</hi>'s family, her condition, her country it ſelf, though ſhe had hinted the frontire of <hi>Armenia,</hi> were unknown to me, and the name of <hi>Delia</hi> was not ſufficiently known in the world, that I might go ſeek her by the name of <hi>Delia</hi> only. I was reſolved upon it for all that, and I fixed my ſelf upon the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign of ſeeking her throughout the whole earth, and never to receive any repoſe, till I had found <hi>Delia</hi> or my death.</p>
               <p>This reſolution was pitched upon, and I cauſed the meſſenger that brought this ſad news, to relate the particulars of <hi>Delia</hi>'s departure, wherein I could not find any thing that might clear up my ignorance, when <hi>Archelaus</hi> and <hi>Tygranes,</hi> upon the report of my grief, the news whereof was ſpread all over the Camp, having left their quarters came together into my chamber, and found me in ſuch a condition as would have made me aſhamed, if I had been capable of other paſſions than thoſe which abſolutely poſſeſt me at that time. <hi>I</hi> diſcovered my misfortune preſently upon them; and as they were neither of them ignorant of the evils which were cauſed by love, in ſtead of entirely condemning my diſpleaſure, they partly excuſed it, and did all that poſſibly they could to give me comfort: they could not approve of the deſign I had to go ſeek out <hi>Delia,</hi> and they alledged all the reaſons they could deviſe to divert me from it: but their diſſwaſions were in vain, and I deſired to have my head no more troubled about it, nor to ſee my ſelf reduced to break through the
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obſtacles which they would have oppoſed me with diſpoſed my ſelf to be gone without bid<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding them adieu; and the next morning before day, after I had written a note, wherein I prayed them to take charge of the troops I left them, and not trouble themſelves at my de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parture, and a Letter for the King my Father, and another for the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda,</hi> where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in after I had reproached them with the little care they had of my ſafety, I proteſted to them, that they ſhould never ſee me more before I had found <hi>Delia,</hi> I mounted on horſeback, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out any other company but <hi>Dion</hi> and another of my Squires, reſolving to find <hi>Delia</hi> or to wander over all the world. My firſt deſign was to viſit all <hi>Armenia,</hi> becauſe <hi>Delia</hi> had made mention of it, and though the King of that Country was our mortal enemy, the danger I might incur was not capable to ſtay me, and in the Equipage I then was, 'twas hard for them to know me, or to ſuſpect me to be the Prince of <hi>Cilicia.</hi>
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               <p>I will not entertain you with the particulars of my journeys, nor of the complaints which eternally proceeded out of my mouth: the relation would be endleſs, onely be pleaſed to know that in <hi>Armenia,</hi> which I travelled all over, I found no perſon that ſo much as knew the name of <hi>Delia,</hi> and whatſoever deſcription I gave of her, no per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon could give me any light in what I demanded. Full of grief, or rather of rage, and abandoning my ſelf to the Gods and Fortune, I turned my courſe whither they were pleaſed to guide me, being reſolved that though I ſaw but little probability of ſucceſs in what I deſired, yet I would employ my whole life in that reſearch. Out of <hi>Armenia</hi> I entred into <hi>Aſſyria,</hi> which I viſited quite through without reſt, and to no purpoſe. Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter <hi>I</hi> had been in <hi>Aſſyria,</hi> I went into <hi>Syria,</hi> which <hi>I</hi> paſſed through from one end to the other, but in vain. I ſaw <hi>Tyre</hi> and <hi>Sidon,</hi> I had a ſight of <hi>Phoenicia</hi> and <hi>Palaeſtina,</hi> and coaſting the Sea, I am come into <hi>Aegypt,</hi> with an intention to ſearch exactly the moſt private places of this Kingdom, and if Fortune be as much my enemy here, as ſhe hath been elſwhere, I will go to Sea, and ſeek among the waves, either <hi>Delia</hi> or a Shipwrack, which may give an end to my vain reſearches.</p>
               <p>This, Madam, is the narration of my life paſt, and the eſtate of my preſent conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on; that which is paſt of it hath had ſome croſſes, and the preſent is deplorable; I love, without knowing the perſon beloved; I ſearch, without knowing in what part of the world to ſeek; and my Fortune is like to a dream, of which there remains nothing in the mind but uncertain confuſed Idea's; She hath preſented <hi>Delia</hi> to me to torment my ſoul, ſhe permitted me ſee her till I was abſolutely enflamed, and hath raviſhed her from me, without leaving me any light to find her again, and I ſhould ſay any hope, if that were not the laſt of all good things that leave us, or rather is not extinguiſhed in us but with her life. In the mean time the image of that wandring and unknown <hi>Delia</hi> continues in my heart, ſo lively repreſented, that the real <hi>Delia</hi> doth hardly more reſemble her ſelf, and by the force of my imagination, ſhe is almoſt as preſent to my eyes as to my memory: this it is which often expoſes me to ſuch faults as that <hi>I</hi> committed againſt you, and as really I never have ſeen any beauty that had more conformity to <hi>Delia</hi>'s than to your own, ſo the eternal fixing of my ſoul upon the memory of <hi>Delia,</hi> repreſents her to me in all the objects that have any ſimilitude of her.</p>
               <p>In this manner the Prince of <hi>Cilicia</hi> finiſhed the courſe of his Life with an admirable grace in his Relation, and the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who had not only hearkned with great attention, but out of the effect which merit might produce, was particularly touched with the knowledge of his misfortunes, no ſooner heard the end, but looking upon the Prince with an action which partly expreſſed the generous reſentments ſhe had for his diſpleaſures. <q>I am too much obliged to you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> for the pains you have taken at my requeſt, and in requital of this goodneſs, I have ſo intereſſed my ſelf in your Fortune, that they are few things but what I would do to comfort and ſerve you in it: but if I may be permitted to declare my thoughts upon what you have related to me, I will tell you, that according to my opinion, <hi>Delia</hi> hath diſguiſed from you either her Name or her Country, and poſſibly her condition. That greatneſs of courage which hath appeared in all her actions, and the ſmall eſteem ſhe made of the Crown of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> ſignifie ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing much above thoſe appearances which have deceived you; and there is little proba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility that that Maid eſteeming your perſon as ſhe did, and as ſhe ought to do upon all conſiderations, would have diſdained the condition you offered her, when by the King your Father's conſent ſhe might receive them without danger or reproach, if ſhe had not been born in ſuch a rank as engaged her to other formalities and precautions. Beſides, the diſcourſe ſhe had begun to make you, when ſhe thought the violence of the poyſon had brought her to her end, and that paper which you have unfortunately loſt, wherein, without doubt, ſhe diſcovered thoſe verities ſhe had concealed from you, do ſtrongly confirm me in this ſuſpition, and make me hope on your behalf, that the Gods will ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der
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you that which you ſeek for under another name than that of <hi>Delia,</hi> and in another con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition than that you have formerly ſeen her in. The Prince, whoſe opinion was little diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent from <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s, was about to reply, when this diſcourſe was interrupted by an unex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected rancounter.</q>
               </p>
               <p>A noiſe which they heard not far from them, made them ariſe from the place where they ſate, and they had no ſooner turned their ſight that way, but it was ſtayed by an ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject which put them in ſuſpence, and dazled their eyes. Two women, or rather a Divini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty followed by a woman, croſſed the wood with all the ſwiftneſs that their ſtrength could lend upon their ſpeed, and from the viſage of the firſt, iſſued ſuch rays of bright<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, as maugre the diſtance and precipitation of her flight, ſtruck the eyes of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> and <hi>Philadelph</hi> like lightning, and caſt them at firſt ſight into thoughts of Idolatry. All the aſto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhment that <hi>Philadelph</hi> had had at the beauties of <hi>Delia</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> at that time was diſſipated, to make room for a more juſt admiration at thoſe of the marvellous Unknown; and though ſhe paſſed by his eyes with ſo much ſpeed, and at ſuch a diſtance as gave him leave to take but imperfect notice, yet he ſaw enough to perſwade himſelf that no mortal beauty could have any thing that might come near to that which appeared before his eyes. This perſon, whether humane or Divine, or participating of both natures, was clad in a habit beſeeming Ladies of the moſt eminent dignity, and the Jewels wherewith it was enriched, darted ſparkles into the eyes of thoſe that beheld her as ſhe paſſed by. Her Gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment being of a very little Stuff, through the violence of her courſe ſwelled out behind, and lying cloſe before to the knees of the fair Fugitive, partly diſcovered the form of a body, in the ſtructure whereof Nature had employed all her ſciences. By this agita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and the motion of a little wind, which freely kiſſed that celeſtial countenance, that part of her hair that was at liberty, flying back upon her ſhoulders, left her cheeks quite uncovered; and the envious linnen, which hid part of her neck, yielding to this violence, diſplayed to the face of Heaven ſuch beauties as might Eclipſe all that is there. Heaven and the winds could only be judges of them, and theſe miracles paſſed by the eyes of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> and <hi>Philadelph</hi> with ſo much ſpeed, that they could hardly have diſcerned them, if they had not been aſſiſted by thoſe rays which darted themſelves from a far off, and eaſily croſſing the diſtance which divided them, with their ſparkling lights conveyed reſpect into their ſouls. <hi>O Gods!</hi> cryed <hi>Artemiſa</hi> firſt, <hi>what's that I ſee,</hi> and <hi>Philadelph</hi> quite buried as he was in his thoughts of <hi>Delia,</hi> diſſipated all manner of remembrances at an object ſo ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary, and anſwering <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s exclamation: <hi>'Tis ſome Goddeſs without doubt,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>ſince 'tis not</hi> Delia.</p>
               <p>As they uttered theſe words, they kept their eyes fixed upon that which ſtill appeared to their view, though they could diſcern no more than the handſomneſs of her proportion: when at a noiſe much greater than the firſt, having turned their head the other way, they ſaw two men appear on horſeback compleatly armed, which ran at full ſpeed upon the track of the two Fugitives. They were not gotten ſo far off, but that before <hi>Philadelph</hi> and <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa</hi> had loſt the ſight of them, the two men had already overtaken them: they alighted im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediately, and one of the two having left the horſes to the other, ran to that fair perſon, and kneeling down before her embraced her knees, in all probability making ſome diſcourſe to her, which by reaſon of their diſtance could not be heard by thoſe who obſerved their action. The Lady turning her face from the man, oftentimes diſengaged her ſelf from his arms but ſhe was immediately re-taken, and ſaw her ſelf expoſed to the perſecutions of a man whom ſhe could no longer fly from.</p>
               <p>Hitherto <hi>Philadelph</hi> ſaw nothing to oblige him to intereſs himſelf in the affairs of perſons that he knew not, knowing well that among thoſe that love one another naturally there might happen differences which might produce effects not unlike to thoſe he beheld: but a little after, the man, who, as one might imagine by his action, had entreated in vain, making him that followed him come neer to hold the fair Lady, he got upon his horſe, and imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diately coming to her again, he held out his arms to the other who maugre her reſiſtance and her cries did his endeavour to ſet her up behind him. At the ſight of ſuch an action, and the womans cries, which reached the ears of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> his valour rouzed up it ſelf, and not being able to endure the violence which was offered to a perſon ſo worthy of his pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tection, he called to his Squire that held his horſe to come near, and inſtantly clapping on his Caſque, he put himſelf in a poſture to repel the outrage which they did to beauty. <hi>Sarpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don</hi> being full of courage would have gone with him: but beſides his being on foot and without arms, it was <hi>Philadelphs</hi> deſire that he ſhould keep cloſe by <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter this example might fear ſome like accident, and not permitting his Squires to go from her to attend him, he haſtned alone whither he was called, to the aſſiſtance of the marvellous Unknown. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was already intereſſed upon her behalf, and though her Maids urged
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her to it, ſhe would not retire till ſhe ſaw her out of danger, and from the place where ſhe was, ſhe attended the ſucceſs, wherein according to her natural generoſity ſhe had made her ſelf much a party.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> came up to thoſe Raviſhers in a moment, and accoſting them with an action that breathed nothing but terrour: <hi>Hold Barbarians,</hi> cryed he, <hi>hold.</hi> He of the two, who ſeemed to be, and really was the Maſter, turning towards <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and ſeeing him hard by him in a condition to oppoſe his deſigns: <q>And what art thou, <hi>ſaid he with a furious countenance,</hi>
                  </q> who comeſt to croſs my reſolutions, and to intereſs thy ſelf in ſuch affairs as thou art not called to? I am called, <hi>replyed</hi> Philadelph, <hi>with a ſtomack as high as</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>his,</hi> by vertue, honour, and beauty which thou highly injureſt in this divine perſon, more worthy of the adorations of all mankind, than of the violence thou wouldeſt do her. Friend, <hi>added the Unknown,</hi> be not too officious to thy own coſt, and go thy ways if thou beeſt well adviſed, without informing thy ſelf of things wherein thou haſt no in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt. If this Lady, <hi>anſwered Philadelph,</hi> will go with thee of her own accord, I will not hinder thee from carrying her away; but if thou uſeſt force to conſtrain her, I will em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ploy all my abilities to divert thee from it: Employ them rather, <hi>replyed the fierce Unknown,</hi> in the defence of thine own life which thou ſhalt leave behind thee here as a puniſhment of thy fooliſh raſhneſs.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words he put down the Viſor of his Helmet which he had lifted up, and drew out his Sword, and leaving his Companion to guard the Lady whom he contended for, he fell upon <hi>Philadelph</hi> with a great deal of fury. <hi>Philadelph,</hi> who was ready with his Sword in his hand, received him as a man whom the greateſt dangers were not capable to afright, and they began a combat which quickly made the valour of them both appear to the ſmall number of their Spectators: there ſeemed to be but little difference between the firſt blows that were given on either ſide: but a little after, it was eaſie to judge that the Unknown was inferior in ſtrength to <hi>Philadelph;</hi> and that valiant Prince defended the juſtice of his cauſe with ſo much courage and vigour, that his enemy began quickly to be weakned by ſome wounds, yet he made his choler ſupply the defect of his ſtrength, and he fought like a man that little feared death if he could not obtain the Victory. He had cauſe enough al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready to deſpair of it, and inſtead of aſſaulting his Enemy, he could hardly or but very weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly defend himſelf, when he that accompanied him, ſeeing the danger that he was in, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferring his ſafety before the conſervation of that which was intruſted to him, left the fair Lady (who with the violence of her ſtriving had loſt all her ſtrength, or had hardly ſo much left as to carry her ſome paces off, where, through wearineſs, ſhe fell upon the graſs) and throwing himſelf upon his horſe, which he had held ſtill by the bridle, he ran to help his Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter with his Sword in his hand.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> was not troubled at the arrival of this new enemy, having courage enough to engage a greater number without being daunted, and having only oppoſed his ſhield to a blow which the other made at him as he came up to him, he gave him a thruſt at the ſame time with ſuch favourable ſucceſs, that the Sword finding a paſſage at the ſide of his Cuiraſs, pierced him through his body, and tumbled him dead at his horſes feet. The Prince's Squires who from the place where they were with <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> ſaw this action, and prepared themſelves to go and aſſiſt him in that unequal combat, ſtayed themſelves when they ſaw that their Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter had but one Enemy to deal with; and <hi>Philadelph</hi> who was filled with animoſity at this ſoul play, flying more fiercely than before upon him that oppoſed him; after he had drawn ſome more blood from him by a freſh wound, ſeized upon him with a ſtrong arm, and after ſome ſhakes he pulled him out of the ſaddle, and tumbled him upon the ground: he was likewiſe pulled down himſelf by his Enemy, who as he fell graſped him with all his ſtrength; but he quickly got up and ſaw himſelf in a condition to diſpatch his Enemy with eaſe, if he had had as much will as power to do it. <hi>Thou deſerveſt death,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>but I will not kill thee in this condition, and for the life I leave thee, thou ſhalt only promiſe me not to torment or offer violence to this fair perſon, or any other of her Sex.</hi> The Unknown ſighing with rage and deſpight for the loſs and ſhame he received, continued ſome while without reply. But he reſolved at laſt out of fear of death, and promiſed his Enemy whatſoever he de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſired of him.</p>
               <p>After this promiſe, <hi>Philadelph</hi> let him riſe, and helped him up again upon his horſe, and let him go the ſame way he came: He went away full of grief and confuſion, making ſuch imprecations againſt Heaven and Fortune, as made <hi>Philadelph</hi> take notice of the rage that tranſported him.</p>
               <p>He was no ſooner gone, but the Prince of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> who had received no wound in this Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bat, turned himſelf towards the Lady he had ſuccoured, and approached the place where ſhe was, juſt as ſhe, having taken a little breath, roſe up from the place where ſhe had ſate,
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to go and thank her generous defender. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> whoſe fears were all diſſipated by the end of the combat, advanced at the ſame time that <hi>Philadelph</hi> did, with all perſons that ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>companied her, and came almoſt as ſoon as he into the preſence of the admirable Unknown. They continued all amazed at this ſecond view, and if at the firſt ſight, and ſo great a di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance, and in ſo ſwift a courſe, they had diſcovered brightneſs which dazled their eyes, they ſaw themſelves then oppoſed to a glory which they could hardly endure to look upon. Upon the opinion of a Divinity imprinted in their minds by thoſe celeſtial lineaments, they had much ado to forbear falling at the feet of this perſon to render her adoration; and though the memory of <hi>Delia</hi> left no place for other impreſſions in the ſoul of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s beauties had much of that which ſhe admired at in others, yet this could not keep either of them from the aſtoniſhment and veneration, which ſo extraordinary an object might produce in moſt pre-occupated ſouls.</p>
               <p>They continued fixed in the contemplation of this prodigie, not knowing where to begin the diſcourſe they had to make, when the divine Unknown being leſs diſcompoſed than they, addreſſing her ſelf to <hi>Philadelph</hi> whom ſhe knew to be her deliverer, and opening her mouth a thouſand times more handſome than imagination can conceive, to expreſs her reſentments to him: <q>I owe all to you, valiant man, <hi>ſaid ſhe, with a tone of ſpeech that ſpake ſomething more than humane,</hi> and if your vertue did not find its recompences in it ſelf, I ſhould be much aſhamed that I can render ſo little to him, who hath hazarded ſo much for me, and at the peril of his own life, hath drawn me out of thoſe cruel hands whereinto Fortune had made me fall. 'Tis certain, <hi>replyed</hi> Philadelph, <hi>more raviſhed and confounded than before,</hi> that this action, ſuch as it is, finds a high recompence in it ſelf, and all the rewards that can be pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed, are infinitely below the glory I have received in rendring you this petty ſervice. This ſervice is not ſo inconſiderable, <hi>anſwered the Unknown,</hi> but that by it you have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtored my liberty and repoſe, and poſſibly preſerved my life too, and ſomething elſe more precious.</q>
               </p>
               <p>She had ſaid more to that purpoſe, if the beauties of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and the courteous reception ſhe gave her, had not diverted her to apply her ſelf more particularly than ſhe had done till then, to an object ſo worthy of her attention. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> knowing her ſelf to be what <q>ſhe was, diſpenſed with a part of the reſpect which had retained her,</q> and ſtretching out her arms to this miracle, which ſhe could hardly yet behold without dazling: <q>Whoſoever you are, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> (for in my opinion you are rather a Goddeſs than a mortal perſon) permit me, I beſeech you, to approach you with the reſpect that is due to you; and ſince I have been ſo happy as to be preſent at your paſſage, and poſſibly to contribute ſomething to the ſuccour you have received, do not diſdain the offers I come to make you of all the ſervices you can deſire of us, and of a retreat very commodious, and ſafe againſt thoſe ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies of yours that remain. The marvellous Unknown, who had not beheld the beauty of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> without aſtoniſhment, and really found in it part of that which <hi>Artemiſa</hi> admired at in hers, received her diſcourſe and obliging offers in the handſomeſt manner in the world. I might have more cauſe than you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to make thoſe advantagious judgments of your beauty which you make of mine: I am not only a mortal perſon, but a perſon expoſed to very great diſpleaſures, and reſcued by your aſſiſtances from the greateſt misfortunes where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>into a Maid of my concondition could fall. I do not refuſe the offers you make me, and though I could find a ſure retreat in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> the obligation I have to your goodneſs, and the inclination I conceive for ſo extraordinary a perſon as your ſelf, will make me find more ſweetneſs and conſolation with you, than I could hope for in any other company.</q> Having ſpoken theſe words, according to the liberty of her Sex, theſe two perſons embraced each other with emotions accompanied with ſomething more of tenderneſs than is uſually produced by the firſt interview, and in the careſſes of the admirable Unknown, <hi>Artemiſa</hi> found ſuch charms as inſenſibly ſtole away her heart.</p>
               <p>They had ſome diſcourſe beſides full of offers and civility on <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s part, and full of expreſſions of acknowledgment on the part of the Unknown: but ſhe being tired with her long courſe, and the pains ſhe had taken in ſtrugling between the arms of her Enemies, and night drawing on, <hi>Artemiſa</hi> thought ſhe ought not to let her continue any longer in a place where ſhe might ſtill be expoſed to ſome diſaſter, and giving her her hand, ſhe entreated her to walk with her to <hi>Tideus</hi> his houſe. She deſired the ſame thing of Prince <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and preſſed him as much as poſſibly ſhe could to beſtow ſome dayes of his company upon ſuch perſons as knew how to render what was due to his birth and merit; but the Prince was ſtrongly fixed upon the thoughts and deſign which poſſeſſed him, that it would have been impoſſible for him to ſpend a day in any other employment, than of ſearching after <hi>Delia;</hi> and therefore making the bad humour whereinto his misfortunes had put him,
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his excuſe, and the condition of his ſpirit being incapable of all company and ſociety, he hum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly beſought them to diſmiſs him, and to give him leave to retire, if his preſence were not neceſſary for their aſſiſtance.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who upon his ſight, his conſervation, the relation of his life, and the marks of valour he had ſhown in her preſence, had conceived a marvellous eſteem of him, and had earneſtly deſired to make him known to <hi>Alexander,</hi> looked upon his departure with a great deal of regret; and the fair Unknown, who was ſo much obliged to him, forgot nothing at this parting that might expreſs her reſentments to him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> having taken his laſt leave of them both, mounted his horſe, and took his way towards <hi>Alexandria,</hi> without ſo much as expreſſing (ſo great was his pre-occupation) any deſire of knowing the fair perſons he left behind, which might have moved that curioſity without doubt in any ſpirit leſs taken up than his.</p>
               <p>The fair Ladies ſeeing him gone, took their way towards the houſe; but in the little way they had to go, <hi>Artemiſa</hi> viewed the marvellous Unknown a thouſand times over, without being able to ſatisfie her ſight with the prodigies which wholly took it up. Before they came to the houſe they ſaw <hi>Alexander</hi> appear, who having left <hi>Caeſario</hi> a little after he had made him a relation of his Life, and being full of an amorous impatience, came to meet <hi>Artemiſa.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>We will leave them a while, and purſue the relation of what had paſſed, and did then happen at <hi>Tyridates</hi> his houſe.</p>
            </div>
         </div>
         <div n="5" type="part">
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            <head>HYMENS PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART V.</head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>LIB. I.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Tyridates <hi>is very careful of the recovery of his wounded Gueſts.</hi> Coriolanus <hi>quits his Chamber firſt, and with</hi> Tyridates <hi>viſits the valiant Stranger. By the relation of their own Stories they engage him to a recital of his Life. He ſpeaks his Name to be</hi> Britomarus, <hi>Son of</hi> Briton <hi>a Gaul, driven out of his Country by</hi> Julius Caeſar, <hi>and thereupon engaging in</hi> Pompey<hi>'s party. After whoſe death he takes a private retreat into</hi> Egypt, <hi>where he employs all poſſible care and coſt in the education of his Son. The Wars in</hi> Egypt <hi>ſend him into</hi> Ethiopia, <hi>where</hi> Britomarus <hi>is received into</hi> Candace<hi>'s ſervice. He falls in love with</hi> Candace, <hi>and upon that account falls out with</hi> Caeſario. <hi>They fight, and</hi> Britomarus <hi>is baniſhed. His Father and he retires into</hi> Arabia, <hi>where</hi> Briton <hi>is taken Priſoner by the wild</hi> Arabs. Britomarus <hi>endeavours his reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very, but in vain. He goes into the</hi> Armenian <hi>Army, where by his ſignal valour he gains great reputation and employments. The King of</hi> Armenia <hi>takes him to his Court. He there falls in love with the Princeſs</hi> Arſinoe, <hi>and</hi> Cinthia, <hi>a great Court Lady, with him,</hi> Cinthia <hi>reveals her paſſion to</hi> Britomarus, <hi>who excuſes himſelf as pre-ingaged. She finds out and reveals his affection to the Princeſs, who receives the diſcovery with ſcorn and anger.</hi> Britomarus <hi>returns with the King to the Wars in</hi> Media. <hi>He defeats the Army commanded by</hi> Ariſton <hi>and</hi> Theomedes, <hi>kinſmen to</hi> Philadelph, <hi>and takes them Priſoners. He begs their liberty of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>and upon his refuſal flies out into an high exprobation of his ingratitude. The King in a blind fury cauſes their heads to be cut off, whereupon</hi> Britomarus <hi>deſerts his ſervice.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>THE officious <hi>Tyridates</hi> did ſo far intereſs himſelf in the health of his two illuſtrious Gueſts, and took ſo much care of that which they both neglected, that within a few days there viſibly appeared a great amendment in their wounds: Thoſe of Prince <hi>Coriolanus</hi> being much ſlighter than thoſe of the valiant Unknown, detained him in his bed but a ſmall time, and the cruel agitation of his ſpirit making him to hate re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe, he had no ſooner recovered part of his ſtrength, but he deſired to walk abroad and take the air. All the eaſe he could poſſibly invent to his diſpleaſures was really neceſſary, and never poſſibly could a Soul be tormented with ſo violent diſquiets as his: He had a ſpirit naturally moderate, a great courage, and firm in the proof of the hardeſt attempts, and beſides the aſſuredneſs which he had received from Nature, he had fortified himſelf therein by the ſtudy of excellent Sciences, and of Philoſophy wherein he had knowledge even to admiration. But with all theſe advantages which ſecured him from deſpair, and partly defended him againſt his ſufferings, he had enough left to ruine an ordinary con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtancy, and few perſons pre-poſſeſſed by ſuch a paſſion as his, would have been able to have ſupported the like affliction without falling under it. He called to mind twenty times a day all the adventures of his life wherein <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had any intereſt, and the marks which he had received of the affection of that Princeſs in a thouſand occurrences; but reflecting upon her
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change, all the courage whereof he had given ſo many proofs, could hardly ſubmit to the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pire of his reaſon; and in the ſad effect of thoſe pitileſs thoughts which tormented him, lifting his eyes to Heaven, with a throng of ſighs: <hi>Ah hard change!</hi> cryed he, <hi>cruel change of the mind of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and of the fortune of</hi> Coriolanus!</p>
               <p>Sometimes from the window of his Chamber, which was the ſame where Queen <hi>Candace</hi> had lodged ſome daies before, after the example of that fair Queen, he caſt his eyes upon the place where the Princes which he affected had received her birth, and could not retire them from thence, without receiving by that view a ſenſible reviving of his diſpleaſures. O what complaints did this object draw from his mouth, and ſighs from his breaſt, and how diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cultly did ſhe ſhake off all thoſe who put him in mind of any particular concerning <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> without giving divers teſtimonies of his violent reſentments. Amongſt the ſubjects of his grief, he never accounted the loſs of a puiſſant Kingdom, which he had recovered by his valour, and loſt by his ill fortune, and amongſt all his complaints he hardly made ſo much as a ſlight mention of it.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> who was acquainted with all the accidents of his life, endeavoured to give him conſolation, and there being by their good offices and a mutual knowledge of each others vertues, a ſincere friendſhip eſtabliſhed between theſe two Princes, <hi>Tyridates</hi> unlocked his heart to <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and by the confeſſion of the love which he bare to the fair Queen of <hi>Judea,</hi> he obliged him oftentimes to render him the like comforts. Between theſe two paſſionate Princes there often paſſed excellent converſations, and as neither of them was ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of noble and high thoughts, they could not communicate them without giving them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves reciprocally new ſubjects of eſteem, and without finding excellent matter to entertain each other in their ſolitude. They were not for all that, long alone in their entertainment, and beſides the opinion which <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had already conceived of the brave unknown, <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates</hi> made him every day ſuch advantagious relations of him, that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> being impa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tient to be better acquainted with a man ſo extraordinary, haſtened the firſt going out of his Chamber to viſit him.</p>
               <p>At the firſt view, he found things above all that which the report of <hi>Tyridates</hi> had made him a little to comprehend, and in the viſage, and all the diſcourſes of the Unknown, he ſaw ſuch eminent marks of the greatneſs of his courage, that at firſt ſight he had particular conſidera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions for him: theſe apprehenſions were very reciprocal, and as the Son of <hi>Juba</hi> had moſt ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mirable parts both of mind and body, they ſuddenly cauſed the effects they were wont to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce upon the ſpirit of the Unknown, although pre-poſſeſſed with ſorrow. The firſt greetings were paſſed with all the civility which perſons buried in diſcontent could render each to other, but in the following viſits theſe admirable perſons mutually taking notice of their par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular advantages, made friendſhip and confidence ſucceed their eſteem. They equally de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſired to know each other; but they had not the confidence to ſignifie ſo much each to other, and if <hi>Tyridates,</hi> who had no leſs curioſity for the Unknown, and which by the frequent viſits he had rendred him, had more acquaintance with him, had not interpoſed, they had not for a long time diſcovered their deſires.</p>
               <p>Upon this deſign, one day when the two Princes were by the Unknown, whoſe wounds were then in ſo good condition that he hoped in a few dayes to quit his bed; <hi>Tyridates</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginning the diſcourſe: <q>It is not juſt, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that perſons, which already highly eſteem each other, upon the proofs which they have mutually received of one anothers Vertue, ſhould continue any longer together without a more perfect knowledge one of another, and I ſhould believe, purſued he, turning himſelf towards the Unknown, that I did not ſet that eſteem I ought upon the excellencies which you Poſſeſs, if they had not inſpired me with a deſire to learn that from you, which hitherto we have not had the boldneſs to enquire. There cannot poſſibly be a perſon in the world, who hath greater reaſons than I to conceal himſelf, and yet to oblige you to the like confidence, and to let you know what I deſire of you, I will make no difficulty to diſcover unto you my Name, my Birth, and whatſoever you ſhall deſire to know touching my life: and this great Prince, <hi>continued he, pointing to</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>whoſe intentions he was acquainted with,</hi> though a great danger attend upon his diſcovery in theſe Countreys, will not refuſe to diſcloſe himſelf unto you in hope that you will afford the ſame ſatisfaction to his deſire. No cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly, <hi>replyed the Prince of Mauritania,</hi> and if his curioſity be equal to mine, there is nothing ſo ſecret in my life, which I will not willingly acquaint him with, to lay the ſame obligation upon him.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Unknown receiving the diſcourſe of the two Princes with very great civility: <q>You deſire a thing, <hi>ſaid he to them,</hi> not worthy of your curioſity, and wherein I can ſatisfie you without throwing my ſelf into greater dangers than thoſe whereunto I am reduced by my ill Fortune: I could wiſh to hazard and ſuffer ſomething in that which you require of me,
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to acknowledge your bounties by ſome more difficult proof of my obedience, than that you deſire; but in the condition whereinto I am precipitated by my misfortune, I have no reaſon to fear the acknowledgement of my Name, nor any other danger, than what I am already fallen into.</q> The Unknown was about to have enlarged himſelf, if <hi>Coriolanus</hi> to keep himſelf to the propoſition they had made him, had not ſtay'd him: <q>It is juſt, <hi>ſaid he unto him,</hi> that we ſhould firſt acquit our ſelves of the promiſe we have made you; and afterwards we will not refuſe to underſtand from you, if you pleaſe, what may give us ſatisfaction.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words he told him his Name, and that of <hi>Tyridates,</hi> with a ſmall abridge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of their fortunes, by which the Unknown, to whom the reputation of either was not altogether ſtrange, comprehended ſufficient to make him judge that he could ſcarcely find in the reſt of the world two Princes more worthy of his reſpect and affection. The ſame of the grand actions which the Son of <hi>Juba</hi> had done, as well for the ſervice of the Empire, as for the recovery of his own Kingdom, had reached the places where he had paſſed his life; and the virtue of <hi>Tyridates,</hi> which of it ſelf alone was able to attract the eſteem of all men, was accompanied with a birth wherein the Unknown had great intereſt: when he had patiently attended the diſcourſe of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> regarding him as a great King, and as a Prince a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand times greater by his Virtue than by his Birth: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he unto him,</hi> the glory of our actions is ſo great, that a man muſt needs have paſſed his life in places more obſcure, than thoſe which gave me Birth, to have learned the name of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> the Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> without being partly inſtructed in what is due unto him; the ſublime appearance of your perſon, and that which I have found remarkable in your valour and generoſity, to my coſt and in my favour, had begun powerfully to perſwade me what your diſcourſe hath finiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed: And you, <hi>O Arſacian</hi> Prince, <hi>continued he, addreſſing himſelf to Tyridates,</hi> beſides what mine eyes and the fame of the great things you have done, of which the relation came to us hath given me to know of your Vertue, you are born of a bloud which obliges the whole earth, and particularly this unfortunate which ſpeaks to you hath great conſiderations for you.</q> He uttered theſe words preſſing one of the hands of <hi>Tyridates</hi> between his own, with a mark of extraordinary affection: and a little after ſeeing that the Princeſs having re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived the praiſes which he gave them with exceeding modeſty, expected from him the effect of thoſe hopes he had given them: <q>I am ſorry, <hi>ſaid he unto them,</hi> that I cannot acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge the confidence you have teſtified unto me by ſomething great and worthy of you, and that for the knowledge you have given me of a great King and a great Prince, I can render you only that of a private man, of a man hardly born of noble bloud, and of a man whoſe Name had never been known, if Fortune, as great an enemy of his as ſhe is, had not given him occaſion to do things remarkable enough, and which poſſibly have given him ſome repute: And ſo it is that you may ſooner learn what I am by the relation of my life, than by the diſcovery of my Name; and poſſibly you may find therein accidents worthy your attention, above what an ordinary extraction may make you expect.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He made a ſtop at theſe words, to recall to memory the moſt remote accidents of his life, and after that he had put himſelf into a condition to make a long diſcourſe without incom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>modating himſelf, and that thoſe who had undertaken the cure of him, had aſſured the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs that he might take this pains without endangering his health, he began the Hiſtory of his life in theſe terms.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>The Hiſtory of the Unknown.</head>
                  <p>THe Heavens, Nature, and whatſoever concurs to the production of men, ſometimes regulates their Birth and inclinations by an order which would make the Supreme Providence to be called in queſtion, if it did not operate by reaſons which ſurpaſs our know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge, and the capacity of our underſtanding. Oftentimes Princes extracted from the greateſt Kings of the earth, have come into the world with inclinations very mean, and leſs conformable to their Birth, than to that of their Slaves; and ſometimes in perſons of an ordinary Birth the Gods have planted a courage elevated above their Fortune, and an ambi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, which would more juſtly agree with the conditions of great Princes, than with low or mean Fortunes. I have made an infallible experiment thereof in my ſelf, and that Heaven which hath made me behold the day without any of thoſe advantages which are drawn from Crowns, or a long ſucceſſion of Anceſtors, hath made me to be born with a courage which is alwayes elevated to higheſt Pretenſions, which hath never failed upon any conſideration, and which by an errour which poſſibly may be condemned, hath al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes perſwaded me that by my ſword, which I have often drawn with ſucceſs, I might
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equal my ſelf with Princes, and that I ſhould find none greater than my ſelf among men, except he were more valiant and more vertuous. If this immoderate preſumption hath en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaged me in actions which may poſſibly have acquired me ſome repute in the places where I have paſſed my life, it hath likewiſe expoſed me to diſaſters as great as my pretenſions; and I begin to acknowledge, that what I attributed to the injuſtice and ingratitude of men, hath proceeded from the hands of the Gods, who to humble a courage unſubduable by reaſon, and a juſt apprehenſion, have ſerved themſelves with ingrateful men, and enraged elements, and all things which might reduce my ſpirit within the bounds, which by my Birth they ſeem to have preſcribed to my ambition.</p>
                  <p>My Father was born in <hi>Gaul,</hi> of noble extraction, as he hath told me, and more I never knew, neither did I ever ſee the Countrey from whence I draw my original, nor any other of my kindred, beſides him that cauſed my production into the world. He quitted his Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trey in the times of the wars of <hi>Julius Ceſar,</hi> by whom his native Countrey was made deſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>late, and out of the averſion which he had againſt the Enemy of his Country, he a little after engaged himſelf in the party of <hi>Pompey</hi> the Great, where he bare arms with honour, and applied himſelf particularly to his ſervice. <hi>Pompey</hi> the Great honoured him with his affection, and married him to a Lady of a noble Roman Family, and kept him inſeparably in his Retinue, to the end of his daies. This time was of no long continuance, for the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate <hi>Pompey</hi> after the overthrow at <hi>Pharſalia</hi> found his death where he ſought for refuge, and periſhed upon the ſhore of <hi>Peluſium</hi> by the infidelity of <hi>Ptolomee. Briton,</hi> for that was my Father's Name, not being able to comfort himſelf for the loſs of ſo great a Maſter, nor to follow the fortune of his Wife <hi>Cornelia,</hi> who from aboard her own Veſſel ſaw with her own eyes the deplorable death of ſo illuſtrious an Husband, ſetled himſelf in a corner of <hi>Egypt</hi> with his Wife, of whom a few daies after I was born, and a little after death took her away, as my Father afterwards related to me. <hi>Briton</hi> having but one Son left of his whole Family, ſought all his conſolations in him alone; and ſeeing himſelf by the liberality of <hi>Pompey</hi> the Great, and by the gift of great ſtore of <hi>Jewels</hi> of great value, which he had received of him, to be in a condition to paſs his daies without being expoſed to any neceſſity, he employed part of thoſe goods, which might have been converted to other uſes, to the education of a Son in whom he had eſtabliſhed all his hopes.</p>
                  <p>Nothing was ſpared for my bringing up, no more than if I had been born of ſome great Prince, and my father very often perceiving that they with whom he was acquainted, blamed the exceſſive expence he was at for me, a little conformable to the condition where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in he then was, told them that he made all his goods to conſiſt in me alone, and that he could not employ them better than to put me into a capacity one day to repair the ruines of my Fortune by my Vertue. But I owed much more to his cares, than to thoſe of my Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſters which he gave me, and by his examples and inſtructions he formed both my mind and body much more advantagiouſly, than all the perſons of whom he cauſed me to learn either Sciences or Exerciſes. With truth I may ſay he nouriſhed me like <hi>Achilles,</hi> and though I fed not upon the Marrow of Lions, as by the care of <hi>Chiron</hi> the Son of <hi>Peleus</hi> did, at leaſt after the example of that famous Governor, he framed my body in my tender years to the moſt rough and violent Exerciſes. No ſooner could I go, but he led me a hunting, and after I began to have ſome ſtrength, he did not accuſtom me any longer to purſue the timorous ſort of beaſts, but thoſe which could not be approached without danger, and againſt which I might make ſome apprentiſhip of my valour. He made me with my Bow in my hand, and my Quiver at my back, to traverſe the Forreſts and Mountains on foot; and he did in ſuch ſort baniſh from my education all delicacy and effeminateneſs, that perſons of the age I now am, cannot poſſibly be more robuſtious, or more capable of all ſort of toil and travel than I was in my infancy.</p>
                  <p>Although I was brought up in <hi>Egypt, Briton</hi> was never willing that I ſhould come near the Court of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and he had ſuch an averſion from every thing that might bring again into his mind the memory of the murtherers of his Maſter, that all that was reported of the magnificences of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where ſo many young Princes were brought up with the chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren of <hi>Anthony,</hi> never gave him any deſire to bring me thither. I confeſs likewiſe that I never moved him to it, and though I was tickled with the relation which I heard made of things more conformable to my humour, than my ſolitude and the mediocrity of my Fortune, yet I had inclinations like to thoſe of my Father, and whether he inſpired them into me by his diſcourſe or his example, or whether they proceeded from my own nature, I had a repugnance againſt thoſe perſons whoſe memory and name were odious unto him upon his Maſter's account.</p>
                  <p>In this while he perceived in me by many marks a courage elevated above our condition; he ſaw me diſdain thoſe things at which my ambition, according to all likelihood, ought
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to aim; to u dervalue thoſe which were my equals in Fortune, if by an extraordinary merit they were not worthy of a particular eſteem; to aſpire eternally to things above me, and in all my diſcourſes, and in my actions to expreſs reſentment very diſpropor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tionable to the eſtate wherein we were. Sometimes he uſed endeavours to ſubdue that which he ſaw exceſſive and immoderate in my courage, and foreſeeing in part the evils to which it hath often expoſed me, he ſet before my eyes the condition of our Fortune, to make my ſpirit comply unto it, and in ſome ſort to reſtrain the impetuoſity of my nature. But when he ſaw that he had unprofitably employed his pains, and that all the docility and deference which I had for his inſtructions could not abaſe my thoughts, he repented himſelf of the endeavours he would have uſed to humble me, and regarding me with eyes wherein his affection ſometimes produced tears: <q>Go, <hi>ſaid he unto me,</hi> young man, worthy of a better deſtiny, follow thy haughty inclinations whither ſoever they may call thee; I cannot preſcribe limits to thy ambition, and by that I may poſſibly one day ſee thee above that envious fortune by which we have been ruined.</q> In finiſhing theſe words he moſt times turned away his eyes from my face, and ſeemed in ſuch ſort mollified by his paſſion, that as very a child as I was I could not ſee him in that condition without being touched by an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary emotion.</p>
                  <p>In this time by the famous War between <hi>Octavius Caeſar,</hi> and <hi>Anthony,</hi> the Countries of <hi>Egypt</hi> were covered with Soldiers, and this place beheld it ſelf the fatal field wherein the quarrel of the whole Univerſe was to becided. Although I was but 13 or 14 years of age, I did already burn with impatience to throw my ſelf into occaſions of getting glory: and though by the inclinations I had to follow the reſentments of my Father, both parties weere almoſt equally odious to me, yet the name of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> to the averſion from which I had been accuſtomed, made his ſide yet more my enemy, and I had followed <hi>Anthonies</hi> ſooner than han his, if the intentions of my Father had complied with mine. I was not unapt for any kind of Exerciſe, and I had acquired ſuch ſtrength by the laboriouſneſs of hunting, and other employments wherein my Father had continually exerciſed me, that a man of thirty years of age could not poſſibly have charged on horſe back more vigorouſly than my ſelf, nor have better come off from a troubleſome piece of buſineſs, wherein a ſtrong conſtitution was ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary. My father who was conſcious of it, feared leſt I ſhould give him the ſlip, and poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly I ſhould have done it after I had oftentimes unprofitably aſſayed to obtain his permiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion; but at that time, whether it were for this conſideration, or to find a retreat, where he might peaceably paſs his dayes, or for other reaſons to me unknown, he quitted <hi>Egypt,</hi> and led me into places where I could not be tickled by near occaſions with a deſire to take up arms, whereby he was afraid to loſe me; he would not retire himſelf into any of the King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doms intereſſed in either of the two parties; he likewiſe avoided all thoſe which had any dependance upon the Roman Empire, and taking our way along the banks of <hi>Nile,</hi> he went to eſtabliſh our abode in <hi>Ethiopia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>We arrived at <hi>Meroe,</hi> where the Kings ordinary reſidence was, and it was in this Court that my father made no difficulty to produce me, believing through the affection where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with he abuſed himſelf, that I had qualities whereby I might advance my ſelf, and reap ſome fruit of the generous inclination which he believed he ſaw in me. I was likewiſe ſo much favoured by Fortune, that in a ſmall time I was more favourably looked upon than I could expect from my condition; and my Father, by his acquaintance which his vertue eaſily procured him at <hi>Meroe,</hi> having found a means to cauſe me to be preſented to the King, this Prince found me ſo much to his liking, that after he had ſeen me divers times, and marked in me, as he ſaid, ſomething above my birth, by his ſpecial favour he placed me among divers young men of mine own age, born of the nobleſt bloud amongſt the <hi>Ethiopians,</hi> which he particularly dedicated to the ſervice of the Princeſs <hi>Candace</hi> his only Daughter, and the Inheritrix of his Crown.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyridates,</hi> who till then, had heard and beheld the <hi>Unknown</hi> with great ſuſpicions, find<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the confirmation of them in theſe laſt words: <q>I doubt no longer, <hi>ſaid he, interrupting him,</hi> but that you are <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and I find in your fortune, your humour, and your perſon, all things ſo conformable to the relation I have heard made of him, that I take you for him with an almoſt entire certainty. The Unknown, though a little ſurpriſed with this diſcouſe, replyed to <hi>Tyridates</hi> without being moved. It is true, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that my Father gave me the name of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> ſomething near his own, and which divers perſons of his Country and Conſinguinity too had born; but I never thought I ſhould have found perſons here who would poſſibly have known it. It is ſufficiently known, <hi>replyed Tyridates,</hi> and together with this name, I know alſo the moſt remarkable adventures which befell you in <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> and part of the firſt actions you did in other Countries; but beſides that the relation I have received is very confuſed, the King of <hi>Mauritania</hi> underſtands nothing
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of it, and you may, if you pleaſe, continue your narration without interruption, though ſome things may be come to my knowledge. I will obey you, <hi>anſwered Bri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tomarus,</hi> and though the firſt action of my life may ſcarce be worthy your attention, yet I will recount them unto you, that you may comprehend the order of my Fortune, which in the courſe of my whole life hath contracted an habit in my affairs from which ſhe never departed.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I was no ſooner in the ſervice of the Princeſs <hi>Candace,</hi> but that by all ſorts of cares I en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavoured to merit the honour which I had received; and though according to my ambi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, all things of my capacity ſeemed below me, yet I found this Princeſs ſo worthy of all ſervices which could be rendred her in all ſorts of conditions, that I made my lofty hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour comply without repugnance to all the employments which my companions had near her. There was none more aſtiduous nor more induſtrious to ſeek out occaſions to pleaſe and obey her; and though my inclinations carried themſelves to arms a great deal more than to other employments, they themſelves in a ſhort time engaged me in a place, and to things which I had never ſtaid upon, but only in conſideration of my Fortune. <hi>Candace</hi> was really one of the faireſt perſons in the world, and I would ſay ſhe was the prime beauty of the Earth, if ſome beauty had not afterwards appeared to my eyes which might equal it, and poſſibly in ſome reſpect ſurpaſs it.</p>
                  <p>To the perfection of the body was conjoined that of the mind, and all the qualities which might render a Princeſs accompliſhed: I know not whether it were through the propenſion which we naturally have to love things beautiful, that I ſuffered my ſelf to be taken, or through my pride, which perſwaded me that I could love nothing more low than the Daughter of one of the greateſt Kings of the world. This preſumption was ridiculous in me, and though alwayes in all the other actions of my life I may poſſibly have managed it with reaſon enough, yet it was never poſſible for me to vanquiſh it.</p>
                  <p>Howſoever it came to paſs, I became really amarous of the Princeſs of <hi>Ethiopia;</hi> and to accuſe my ſelf the more, I will ſay that all the appearances whereby I might condemn my love, were not ſtrong enough to oblige me to reſiſt it, and that I never oppoſed my reaſon againſt the birth of a paſſion, whereof I could not probably expect any good ſucceſs. I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved I might love <hi>Candace</hi> without offending her, and I thought my ſelf of as great a value as a Prince, although the conditions of a Prince was elevated above mine. <q>What tyranny, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> ought to oblige me to offer violence to a gallant inclination, and what conſidera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion can hinder me from loving <hi>Candace,</hi> if nothing but ſhe alone ſeem amiable unto my eyes? If I have not birth, <hi>I</hi> have a courage worthy of her, and if by my courage <hi>I</hi> cannot ſupply the default of my birth, it is better to periſh nobly, rather than to abaſe my thoughts. What know we for what the Gods reſerve us, and why may we not hope all things, if we find our ſelves capable to undertake all things?</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>In this ſort <hi>I</hi> flattered my ſelf in my audacious thoughts, and if at any time by the refle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction which <hi>I</hi> made upon the ſtate of my condition, <hi>I</hi> deſired to regulate and ſubmit them to more reaſonable terms, <hi>I</hi> repented a moment after, and bluſhed for ſhame to have offended, as it ſeemed to me, that courage by which my deſire was to equal my ſelf with the greateſt. All the Ladies attending upon the Princeſs (whom <hi>I</hi> might regard with more equality, and amongſt whom there were ſome who might paſs for very beautiful, if the brightneſs of their Miſtreſs had not defaced theirs) were not capable of poſſeſſing my thoughts for one moment: and if at any time I turned my eyes upon them, it was with ſo much indifferency, or rather with ſo much contempt, that they had all a juſt ſubject of diſcontent, and poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly of deriding my pride. I will ſay more, if modeſty permit me, that there were di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers amongſt them who were not exempted from ſome affection for me, and gave me teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monies of it great enough to fortifie the good opinion which I had naturally for my ſelf. Nevertheleſs, this unreaſonable preſumption which flattered my haughty thoughts, did not carry me to manifeſt extravagancies, and if I believed that it was permitted me to love the Princeſs, and diſdain all that was inferiour to her, yet I knew well that I could not give her too viſible marks of my paſſion, without juſtly drawing upon me either her anger or contempt; and <hi>I</hi> was contented to endure the pain ſhe made me ſuffer without declaring it any other way unto her, than by my aſſiduity in her ſervice, accompanied with a grace which poſſibly was not ſo natural in my Companions, and by diligences which under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtandings more intelligent than <hi>Candaces</hi> was at that time, would have eaſily diſcerned from thoſe which are uſed for another intereſt. Some difference likewiſe which ſhe favourably found between my Companions and me, both for my perſon and my ſervices, cauſed her to receive mine with more approbation than theirs, and I remarked in divers paſſages that ſhe ſet an higher eſteem upon me, than upon many perſons which by their birth held a very conſiderable rank in <hi>Ethiopia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
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I was in this condition, and had ſtayed a year at <hi>Meroe,</hi> when <hi>Cleomedon</hi> arrived there; I call him by that name, though his true name and birth are not unknown unto me: a more ample declaration might be fatal to him in this Country, where a few days ſince we have ſeen him, and though <hi>I</hi> be his enemy by a natural inclination, and for the reaſons where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with <hi>I</hi> will acquaint you, yet <hi>I</hi> ſhould be ſorry by diſhonourable means to take a revenge up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on him unworthy of my courage. This Prince born with all the advantages of nature, and compoſed of as great parts as any poſſibly could be, came into <hi>Ethiopia</hi> to drive me thence, and though it was not his intention, and that by the difference there was between our con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ditions, he hardly caſt his eyes upon me, it came to paſs rather by my fortune than his deſign, that he overthrew all my hopes, and made me go to ſeek elſewhere the occaſions whereunto <hi>I</hi> was called by my deſtiny.</p>
                  <p>This Prince, as <hi>I</hi> have ſaid, and as <hi>I</hi> am obliged to ſay to give teſtimony to the truth, had qualities altogether excellent and amiable, and yet <hi>I</hi> no ſooner judged that he loved <hi>Candace,</hi> (for by the intereſt <hi>I</hi> took therein, <hi>I</hi> took notice of his truth ſooner than others) but <hi>I</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived hatred againſt him in my heart, and it found a diſpoſition ſo natural to receive it, that ever ſince, though the cauſe of our differences be ceaſed, and that naturally <hi>I</hi> am apt e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough to be reconciled, and of an humour inclinable enough to pardon my moſt cruel Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, <hi>I</hi> could never baniſh the repugnance which ſince that time eſtabliſh'd it ſelf againſt him in my ſpirit: It was augmented by a thouſand occaſions, and <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> though I believe without deſign, did me a thouſand injuries, which were never taken notice of either by him or other perſons, and which could not poſſibly have paſſed for injuries amongſt my Companions, whoſe courage was not ſo haughty as mine. He deprived me every day of the means of entertaining the Princeſs, who, out of a particular goodneſs, oftentimes di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verted her ſelf to diſcourſe with me: if I had the honour to lead her, as it was permitted us by the employment we had near her, he came to do my office, and put me beſides a place which <hi>I</hi> muſt needs quit unto him out of reſpect, and in fine, he did me a hundred diſpleaſures, which <hi>I</hi> looked upon rather through my paſſion, than my reaſon, and which made me deteſt my unfortunate birth, by reaſon of which <hi>I</hi> could not probably hope for ſatisfaction from a great Prince; but this fear was unjuſt in me, and <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> whoſe vertue and courage is more ſublime than his birth, made me a little after acknowledge, that he was exceeding wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of the advantages he had above me, and that he might highly conſerve by his valour whatſoever he could acquire by his Fortune. You will perceive the truth of what <hi>I</hi> have told you in the recital of the engagement between us, and by the diſcourſe which <hi>I</hi> will make you of his admirable generoſity; you will be amazed that by his noble procedure all the hatred <hi>I</hi> had for him did not quit my heart, or rather you will believe with me that it muſt needs be retained there by unknown cauſes.</p>
                  <p>Hereabouts <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſtopped to recall into his memory ſome particulars of his diſcourſe: and when they were come to his mind, he went on upon the ſame things which a few days before <hi>Etcocles</hi> had related to <hi>Tyridates.</hi> He told the two Princes the diſpleaſures he had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived from <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> for the Noſegay he had taken from him to preſent to the Princeſs <hi>Candace,</hi> he added alſo divers of the ſame nature, and at laſt came to the relation of the of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fence which he did him at the publick ſports of his reſentments, of his complaint to <hi>Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>omedon,</hi> and of the gallant combat which they had together, wherein he exalted the gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roſity of <hi>Cleomedon</hi> in terms which ſufficiently diſcovered his own to his illuſtrious auditors, and made them rightly judge that vertuous men acknowledge and reverence vertue even in the perſon of their enemies. He told them in fine, the command he had received to depart <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> whereby his reſentments againſt <hi>Cleomedon</hi> were revived, the combat he ſuffered in his ſoul, whileſt his wounds detained him in his bed, to ſeparate himſelf from <hi>Candace;</hi> He gave them the relation of his cure, of the leave he took of <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> of his departure from the Court of <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> and punctually all thoſe things which <hi>Eteocles</hi> had recounted, by the recital whereof, he cauſed in <hi>Coriolanus</hi> an attention and admiration for theſe beginnings of his life, which poſſibly adventures of greater importance would not have produced; and after he had related in this ſort that which <hi>Tyridates</hi> already underſtood; he purſued in theſe terms his diſcourſe concerning thoſe things which were as yet unknown unto him, or thoſe at leaſt whereof he had heard only by a common report, and not by any particular narration.</p>
                  <p>It was not without very great violence, that <hi>I</hi> diſpoſed my ſpirit to ſeparate my ſelf from <hi>Candace,</hi> and though the paſſion I had for her was not yet arrived to the point whither it might have come, yet nevertheleſs it was not ſo ſlight, but it made me reſent a great part of that which might be ſuffered by ſuch a ſeparation; and that which aggra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vated my grief the more, was to ſee my ſelf driven away by my Rival (I ſay my Rival, for the inequality which was between us cannot hinder me from calling him ſo) and reduced
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by an unjuſt authority to yield up a place to him which my heart had choſen, and a place which I had infallibly conſerved, if my power had never ſo little ſeconded my courage.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>What, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> ſhall I flie then for him, and ſhall I by him be ever baniſhed from the ſight of <hi>Candaee?</hi> muſt I needs ſubmit to a cruel tyranny, becauſe my birth was unfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate? and becauſe I am more weak in power than <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> muſt I needs beare to no purpoſe an heart as great as <hi>Cleomedons?</hi> Shall this Sword wherewith I have began to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>act ſatisfaction for my injuries, and which, for its firſt eſſay, hath poſſibly ſhed the moſt noble blood of the world, hang unprofitably by my ſide, and not deſend me from the laſt offence that is prepared for me? I ſhall go exiled, I ſhall goe baniſhed, to ſearch out retreats and ſanctuaries far from <hi>Candace,</hi> whilſt my inſolent enemy may poſſibly ſtay near her, and ſhall not all my courage be able to preſerve me from this unjuſt and cruel oppreſſion? Ah my Birth! ah my Fortune! what Enemies are you unto me? and how little conformable are you to my reſentments, which ſhall eternally complain of you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>To theſe firſt diſcourſes which my love produced, ſucceeded the memory of the indig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nities I ſuffered, and the ſcorn of <hi>Candace,</hi> whoſe thoughts were conformable to thoſe of the King his Father, who as well as he, blamed my inſolence, and viſited <hi>Cleomedon</hi> every day, whileſt his wounds detained him in his bed, without once informing her ſelf of the eſtate of mine. The deſpite I hence reſented, was neceſſary to diſpoſe me to quit <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> and without that, the fear of any hurt they could do me, would never have been capable to make me for ever abandon the ſight of that I loved. <q>They diſpiſe thee, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> they accuſe thee of preſumption, they never ſo much as ask whether thou beeſt alive or no, and canſt thou feel any regret to ſeparate thy ſelf from theſe ingrateful perſons which diſdain thee? The King, who at firſt thought he ſaw ſomething extraordinary in thee, treats thee now as the vileſt of all men, he ſhamefully baniſhes thee his dominions, and hardly leaves thee thy life at the requeſt of thine enemy, and <hi>Candace,</hi> to whom thou haſt given an heart and a life poſſible as worthy of her as that of a Prince, diſ-eſteems thee for default of thy birth and fortune, and ſuffers thee to be baniſhed from her ſervice and her Father's Ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritories, without making one ſingle petition to him in thy favour. Ah <hi>Britomarus!</hi> rouze thy ſelf from that ſottiſhneſs wherein thy blind paſſion hath intangled thee. Remember thy ſelf that thou art not born for contempt, and that thou art poſſibly called to occaſions of glory, whereby thou mayeſt merit other kind of uſage from perſons as high as theſe which diſdain thee, make them know that they never rightly knew thee, and make them one day repent that they ſtay'd upon ſalſe appearances, and did not know to diſcern a vertue more worthy of their eſteem: Thou ſhalt find abroad elſe where better conditions than in this Enemy-country, where thou haſt abandoned thy liberty; and if the Gods will favour thy courage, thou art born without doubt to greater things than thoſe to which thou haſt given the beginnings of thy life: make thy ſelf equal to <hi>Cleomedon</hi> by this ſword which thou haſt drawn againſt him, and when thou ſhalt have attained to what thy heart makes thee hope for, return to diſpute againſt him, not <hi>Candace</hi> who diſpiſes thee, not the favour of <hi>Hidaſpes</hi> who treats thee unworthily; but the glory which he would raviſh from thee, by the injuries he hath done thee.</q> Theſe thoughts coming again into my mind, fortified themſelves there at laſt in ſuch ſort, that all the powers of <hi>Candace</hi> were not able to reſiſt them, and after a great combat, if I could not entirely baniſh her out of my mind, yet by the reſentments which rendred themſelves equal to the love I had for her, I diſpoſed my ſelf to abandon her without regret, or at leaſt to vanquiſh what might re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>main by the memory of her ſcorn, and entirely to remove my thoughts to other employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, and other objects than thoſe which I could not call to mind without ſhame and diſpleaſure.</p>
                  <p>With this reſolution I parted from <hi>Meroe</hi> with my Father, who would not leave me, though he had liberty to ſtay; and having laid the foundation of all his hopes in me alone, was re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to run my fortune through the whole earth. He had found in my engagement with <hi>Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>omedon</hi> ſomething of raſh and preſumptuous, and he gave me at firſt a very ſharp check for it; but in fine, as he had reſentments truly generous and noble, be could not abſolutely condemn it, and confirming himſelf by this action in the judgement he made of me: <hi>Our fortune,</hi> ſaid he to me, <hi>is too narrow for thee, and Heaven would not be juſt, if it hath not reſerved ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing for thee more proportionable to thy courage.</hi> He often uſed theſe words and others of the ſame nature to me, ſighing and expreſſing by his viſage the diſpleaſure he had to ſee ſo little conformity between my thoughts and my condition, in all kind of occurrences he ſhewed me an ardent affection, and lived with me, as I thought, with more conſideration than Parents uſually have for their children, through the good opinion he had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eeived of me: He gave me, all the time I ſtay'd with him, inſtructions worthy of the vertue which the world took notice of in him, and preſſed, as much as was poſſible for
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him, the imperuoſity of my youth, yet without debaſing my courage which he ſaw with joy inclined to great matters.</p>
                  <p>But alas! the inſtructions and conſolations which <hi>I</hi> received from him were but of a ſhore continuance, and it was with a very ſenſible grief that <hi>I</hi> ſaw my ſelf deprived of him by an unexpected adventure. Departing out of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> we viſited a part of <hi>Arabia;</hi> and I was detained in a little village by a ſlight indiſpoſition, when my Father attending my recovery, was walking one day in the company of ſome inhabitants of the place where <hi>I</hi> was, with whom he was acquainted, was ſet upon by a troop of <hi>Arabians</hi> who were almoſt all Thieves and Vagabonds, and carried away with ſome of thoſe which were with him without my hearing any news of him: Underſtanding his loſs, and being ſeiſed by a mortal grief, <hi>I</hi> purſued after his Raviſhers, and <hi>I</hi> may ſay that there was hardly a place in all <hi>Arabia,</hi> whither <hi>I</hi> bended not my ſteps with an intention either to periſh or recover him who gave me birth: But all my excurſions were unprofitable, and with them <hi>I</hi> loſt all the hope <hi>I</hi> had conceived of ſeeing again a Father ſo dear, and to whom <hi>I</hi> had ſo great obligations.</p>
                  <p>I will not recount unto you the regrets which this loſs cauſed me for divers moneths, and this relation will be to you as troubleſome as unprofitable, in relation to the knowledge which you deſire of my life: He had left at the houſe where <hi>I</hi> was when he was carried away, money and jewels of a very great price, which remained in my power after his loſs, whereby <hi>I</hi> had means to defend my ſelf from neceſſity in my travels, and to put my ſelf into an handſome equipage to go and ſeck occaſions of acquiring glory in thoſe places whither the fame of War invited me. <hi>I</hi> coaſted <hi>Syria, I</hi> ſaw <hi>Meſopotamia,</hi> and <hi>Aſſyria,</hi> but finding theſe Countries at peace, <hi>I</hi> contented my ſelf to paſs through them without ſtaying there, and <hi>I</hi> came at laſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to <hi>Armenia</hi> upon the report which was ſpread abroad concerning the preparations which the King of this Countrey made to carry War into <hi>Media, I</hi> found the truth conformable to what <hi>I</hi> had heard, and the young <hi>Artaxus</hi> boyling with revenge for the death of his Father, who was ſaid to have loſt his life by the ſollicitation of the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> Father to him whom he went to engage, threw himſelf into his Territories with a puiſſant Army, putting all to Fire and Sword; <hi>I</hi> put my ſelf in his Troops unknown, and though my Equipage was handſome enough, and that <hi>I</hi> had employed thereupon part of what my Father had left me, being neither able nor willing to convert it to any other uſe than what might ſerve to ſignazile me, <hi>I</hi> fought in perſon without any command in the firſt encounters. <hi>I</hi> quickly got acquaintance with the Officers of the Army, who ſound ſomething in my perſon worthy of their careſſes and their amity, and in a ſhort time <hi>I</hi> was ſo fortunate, that in the Battels which were fought, <hi>I</hi> having done actions which they ſaid were not ordinary amongſt them, the King upon the report which was made of them, had a deſire to ſee me. <hi>I</hi> was preſented unto him by the Officers with whom <hi>I</hi> had gotten acquaintance, who commended me above the truth; and the King, after he had let me know that he eſteemed me more than <hi>I</hi> could propably expect, a little after gave me the command of two hundred horſe. This was my firſt employment, and the Gods were pleaſed that <hi>I</hi> ſhould ſucceed with ſo much good for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, that in leſs than two moneths, by the favour of the King, <hi>I</hi> ſaw my ſelf in the head of a thouſand horſe, in a condition to do ſomething conſiderable, and in hope of arriving quickly to higher preferments.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time <hi>I</hi> had ſo well endeavoured to baniſh the Image of <hi>Candace</hi> out of my mind, that by the aſſiſtance of my reſentments and my youth, which had but imperfectly received the firſt impreſſions of love, my ſpirit found it ſelf free and diſ-engaged ſooner than <hi>I</hi> durſt hope, or if any <hi>Idea</hi> remained of it, it gave me but very ſlight pains, and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpight daily ſortifying it ſelf in my heart, weakned it in ſuch ſort, that at laſt it was no longer in a condition to give any conſiderable traverſe to my ambitious thoughts: <hi>I am no longer,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>I am no longer in thy fetters, proud Princeſs, which knoweſt not how to diſcern between ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue and fortune, and which wouldſt have treated me with blindneſs like to hers. I am aſhamed that I once gave thee ſo lightly this liberty which I ſhould have better defended; and though others poſſibly eſteem it glorious to paſs their whole life in thy ſervice, I cannot without bluſhing remember that I have given thee any moments of mine.</hi> Theſe were my real thoughts, and by little and little <hi>I</hi> ſo perfectly raſed her out of my Soul, that ambition and the deſire of glory remained there alone, and made me entirely apply my cares and my deſires to occaſions of acquiring honour, and of advancing my ſelf ſo by my valour, that <hi>I</hi> might ſee my ſelf no more ſubjected to the injuries whereunto <hi>I</hi> had been expoſed by my Fortune.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I</hi> had in this deſign all the good ſucceſs <hi>I</hi> could deſire, and if that we owe to modeſty did permit me to ſpeak of my ſelf as of another perſon, <hi>I</hi> would ſay that the <hi>Armenians</hi> poſſibly never ſaw a man ſignalize himſelf amongſt them by more advantag ous ſucceſſes than thoſe which enſued upon all occaſions whereupon <hi>I</hi> was employed: with the thouſand horſe which
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I commanded, I divers times cut in pieces far greater numbers of the enemy, and the King permitting me, through the inclination he perceived in me, to go out often upon Parties, I never returned back but loaden with the ſpoils, and covered with the bloud of my Enemies, and with all the marks of advantage he could deſire of me.</p>
                  <p>Once our Enemy having charged part of our Infantry in a narrow paſſage, I was ſent with my ſmall Body, and I fought there with ſo good ſucceſs, that more than two thouſand <hi>Medes</hi> remained dead upon the place, the reſt were put to flight, and all their baggage with a good number of priſoners fell into our power: Some daies after at a paſs upon a River which our Enemies diſputed with us, I threw my ſelf firſt into the River, followed by a party of men, and through the arrows which flew like hail having recovered the bank, I charged the Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies which defended it, and amuſed them ſo, that I gave leiſure to all our Troops to paſs af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter my example, to reach the bank and obtain an abſolute Victory. By theſe petty actions I acquired great reputation in the Army, and much eſteem in the mind of the young King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> who conſidered theſe things ſo much the more, becauſe I did them at an age where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in few perſons had began to draw a Sword. But his affection was much augmented by the ſucceſs of a Battel which was fought near the City of <hi>Luſſa,</hi> whereof in part he gave me the glory, and certain it is that with three thouſand Horſe, which he gave me the command of that day, I had the good fortune to rout the Enemy on all parts where I encountred them, to ſave the lives of our principal Commanders, and ſo opportunely with my un-engaged Body to ſuccour all thoſe which were in a condition of wanting relief, that they aſcribed to me, more than to any other Commanders, the advantage of this day, which was entirely ours.</p>
                  <p>After this time <hi>Artaxus</hi> looked upon me as a perſon extraordinary, he admitted me into his Council in ſo youthful an age, as to appearance did little merit theſe advantages, and he had advanced me to fair preferments in his Army. Hitherto I did not only conſerve but greatly augment the Reputation which I had gained, and Fortune which at that time did in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſs her ſelf in my glory, would have it ſo, that at the ſiege of a very important place which we had ſate down before, and for the ſuccour whereof the King of <hi>Medes</hi> was advanced with his Army, <hi>Tigranes</hi> to ſpare the bloud of his Subjects, made an offer to <hi>Artaxus</hi> to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cide the ſiege by a ſingle Combate of one of his men againſt one of ours, upon condition, that if his Champion were conquered we ſhould raiſe the ſiege, and depart out of the Province, and if the Victory happened upon our ſide, the City beſieged ſhould be put into our hands, and open us the Gates at the end of the Combat. The King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> who out of the ani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſity which carried him on to this War, rejected all ſorts of Propoſitions, ſeeing himſelf in a ſeaſon, wherein by reaſon of the cold and the incommodities of the winter which was very near at hand, he ſhould be ſhortly conſtrained to retire, accepted this; and although the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port was long before ſpread even in our Army of the valour of the <hi>Medes</hi> who was to fight; he made no difficulty to oppoſe one of his men againſt him, and believed he ſhould find as vali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ant as he in his own Troops. Divers brave <hi>Armenians</hi> preſented themſelves to their King to obtain this employment, and I caſt my ſelf at his feet among the firſt to demand it of him. I know not whether he choſe rather to hazard the life of a Stranger, than of the principal of his own Subjects, or indeed the good opinion he had of me rendred my prayer more effica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious than other mens: but however it was I obtained this honour being preferred before all thoſe that demanded it, and I received a permiſſion to go put my ſelf into a condition to fight the valiant <hi>Mede,</hi> in whom our Enemies had eſtabliſhed part of their hopes. I clad my ſelf for this occaſion in very fair Arms, and then it was that I began to carry theſe Lions which my Fortune hath rendred famous enough, and which have appeared ſince in an hundred Combats wherein Victory never abandoned them.</p>
                  <p>I will not detain you with the particular relation of this Action, having ſo many of greater importance to recount unto you, that I can only paſs over this very lighty. All the conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons being agreed upon, and the day come, I appeared upon the Field aſſigned in view of the two Kings, and both Armies, and after the accuſtomed Ceremonies, I fought with the <hi>Mede,</hi> and by great good Fortune made him tumble dead almoſt with the firſt blows I gave him. This action was glorious and ſolemn enough to tickle my ambitious deſires, and I received praiſes for it from the King and all our Troops, wherein a ſoul like mine might find its entire recompence. The King that very day gave the City which <hi>I</hi> had gained for him by this Combate, and proteſted publickly, that there was no employment in his Kingdom ſuperior to me, to which <hi>I</hi> might not lawfully aſpire.</p>
                  <p>A few daies after by the rigour of the ſeaſon the Armies were forced to leave the Field, and the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> having put good Garriſons in the places which he had taken, retired into his own Country, and took me along with him to <hi>Artaxata,</hi> where he kept his ordinary reſidence. At my coming, through the advantagious relation which was there made of me, <hi>I</hi> was treated better without doubt than <hi>I</hi> deſerved, and inſtead of being looked upon as a
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poor ſtranger without name, without eſtate, and without any advantage of Fortune, <hi>I</hi> was conſidered as a man rendred worthy, in a few moneths, of Commands which the beſt quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied perſons could hardly obtain in a great number of years. <hi>I</hi> had acceſs at my firſt coming to all the Grandees of the Court, and the King giving me ample Penſions to maintain my ſelf in an honourable condition, and according to the rank he would have me bear, <hi>I</hi> was as well received both among the Courtiers and the Ladies, as perſons of greater dignity than my ſelf. <hi>I</hi> was likewiſe well entertained and particularly careſſed by all the Royal Family, and through my ambitious humour the careſſes of theſe perſons made me deſpiſe all others, and did ſo powerfully fix me that <hi>I</hi> hardly caſt my eyes upon the reſt. The Royal Family was at this time compoſed of perſons admirably handſome made, the King though he appeared ſomething unpoliſhed in his aſpect, yet he had a high and lofty deportment: but the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> his brother, and the two Princeſſes <hi>Arſinoe</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> his Siſters were admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable Maſter-pieces of nature, for their bodies, minds, and inclinations. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was ſixteen years of age, <hi>Arſinoe</hi> one year leſs, and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> one leſs than her Siſter; it would be certainly a difficult thing to find any thing in the world more beautiful than the young Prince and the two Princeſſes, and all that which <hi>I</hi> had ſometimes admired in the beauties of <hi>Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace</hi> ſeemed to be parallel'd by thoſe of <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> and to have very little advantage over thoſe of <hi>Artemiſa.</hi> Other perſons would poſſibly have beſtowed longer time in paſſing a judgment upon theſe two Princeſſes, and the difference was not ſo great, that one could eaſily adjudge the ſuperiority to either; but whether it were by my inclination, or by the truth that <hi>I</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mained convinced, <hi>I</hi> did not doubt to give the preference to <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> and to judge her in all things more amiable than her Siſter. <hi>Arſinoe</hi> was ſo compoſed, that the eyes of Envy it ſelf could find nothing to carp at in the regularity of the lineaments of her Viſage, nor in all the ſtructure of her whole perſon: her eyes black but full of the quickeſt fire wherewith hearts are enflamed, had in their motion and conduct ſomething ſo ſweet and ſo imperious both to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether, that they caſt but few regards without effect; and it was hard to defend ones ſelf againſt their powers, if one were not fortified by ſome extraordinary aſſiſtance. Their black<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, with that of her hair being of the ſame colour, was made remarkable by a complexion to which it gave a luſtre, which nevertheleſs had no need of its aſſiſtance to dazle the eyes of the Beholders, and to carry away the pre-eminence from all the pureſt whites that nature ever produced; her mouth, her neck, her proportion, and all her parts were compleat even to the height of perfection, but the beauties of her mind were yet much more perfect then thoſe of her body, and if chaſtity and modeſty were depainted in her face, they were likewiſe ſo deeply engraved in her heart, and with them vertue was eſtabliſhed in her ſoul with ſo fair an Empire, that (according to the judgment <hi>I</hi> could make of it at that time by appearances, and not by occaſions) all the moſt powerful conſiderations would have been too feeble to ſway her ſpirit from the leaſt rule of her duty. All her diſcourſes were accompanied by a reaſoning infinitely above her age, and although her courage was ſublime above her Sex, yet it was elevated without pride, and full of a generous goodneſs. In fine, ſhe was amiable in all parts, and you will eaſily perceive by the following part of my diſcourſe, that I praiſe her now without paſſion, and without any other intereſt than what I have in the truth. I had at this time through deſpight, my youth, abſence, and warlike employments, to which I entirely gave my ſelf, baniſhed <hi>Candace</hi> from my heart, and if at any time ſhe preſented her ſelf there, ſhe found a reſiſtance in my reſentments which did not permit her to recover there the Empire which ſometimes ſhe had poſſeſſed. Impreſſions are eaſily defaced out of the heart of a perſon of the age that I was of when I parted from <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> and thoſe which <hi>I</hi> had received in mine were not ſo ſtrongly ſetled as to vanquiſh the deſpight which ſcorn en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kindled in my heart. It was then almoſt free, when the beauties of <hi>Arſinoe</hi> preſented them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves unto me with charms, againſt which it was difficult to make any defence. <hi>I</hi> likewiſe did but weakly defend my ſelf from them, and whether it were by their power, or my own weakneſs, or by my deſtiny which did not permit me to fix my thoughts upon any but Daugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters of great Kings, but I ſuffered my ſelf to be taken without conſulting my reaſon, and with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out making any reflection upon thoſe things which might divert me. Neither this ſecond engagement, nor that which you will underſtand in the progreſs of my diſcourſe, proceeded from the lightneſs of my ſpirit, and naturally I have no inclination to change, if <hi>I</hi> be not car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried to it by ſome more powerful motive than my love; <hi>I</hi> ſhould have loved <hi>Candace</hi> to my grave, if the love <hi>I</hi> had for her in ſo tender youth had had time to render it ſelf more power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful in my ſoul, than the averſion <hi>I</hi> had for her ſcorn: but as <hi>I</hi> have naturally this unreaſon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able preſumption as to believe that the inequality which is between me and that <hi>I</hi> love, ought not to expoſe me to diſdain and evil uſage, ſo by the knowledge <hi>I</hi> received of it my reſentments were ſtrong enough to baniſh from my ſoul a paſſion not well ſetled; <hi>I</hi> ſay a paſſion ill ſetled: for the laſt <hi>I</hi> have received into my ſpirit, hath placed it ſelf there after
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another ſort and hath taken ſuch profound root there, that neither regret, nor deſpite, nor jea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>louſie, nor all that the Gods and Men can oppoſe to impede its courſe, will be capable to alter it for one moment.</p>
                  <p>In fine, I could not take notice of the amiable qualities of <hi>Arſinoe</hi> without loving her, and though recalling to mind the uſage <hi>I</hi> received in <hi>Ethiopia, I</hi> made ſome efforts againſt the birth of this love, whereof in probability <hi>I</hi> ought to expect no better ſucceſs than of the former, yet if this reſiſtance ſerved a while againſt the ſight only of the beauties of <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> it prevailed nothing at laſt againſt ſo many miracles of her mind, whereby the advantages of her body were ſurpaſſed. This inability of defending my ſelf was ſeconded by the flattery of my natural ambition, and looking with Pride upon the beginning of a Fortune which I believed due to my ſelf alone: <hi>What hinders me from hoping,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>but that by this valour where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of the firſt effects are ſo handſome, I may render my ſelf worthy of being an avowed Servant of</hi> Arſinoe? <hi>and what ought I not to expect from a Sword which hath already advanced me to a rank, where poſſibly it never placed a Perſon of my age in ſo ſhort a time? Undertake, daring</hi> Britomarus, <hi>all that thy courage can inſpire thee with, it is too good to betray thee, and by it thou mayſt one day ſee thy ſelf in a condition not to be diſdained neither by</hi> Arſinoe <hi>nor any Princeſs upon Earth: If Royal Blood and Crowns be wanting to thee, thy vertue may ſupply the defect of the one, and may poſſibly give thee the other; this Fortune is not without Example, and divers perſons of a Birth in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferior to thine have attained by their valour to a royal Dignity:</hi> Arſinoe, <hi>whoſe Spirit is not of the common ſtamp, will know how to diſcern in thee that which is moſt precious and worthy of her eſteem, though perhaps concealed under diſadvantagious appearences; ſhe will conceive that if thou beeſt not a Prince, poſſibly thou meriteſt to be one, and thou appeareſt now before her in another condition, and in another kind of poſture, than thou didſt before</hi> Candace, <hi>by whom thou couldſt not be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>garded but as one of her meaneſt Domeſticks, and to whom thou couldſt not be conſiderable by any action which could render thee ſuperior to thoſe of thy birth.</hi> I animated, or rather flattered my ſelf in this manner, and by indulging my paſſion, I ſuffered my ſelf to be but too deeply en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>engaged: all things contributed to it, and <hi>Arſinoe</hi> her ſelf was partly culpable of it by the kindneſſes ſhe ſhewed me, and the marks of a particular eſteem which ſhe daily gave me. As ſhe was perſwaded that <hi>I</hi> was owner of ſome vertue, ſo ſhe gave it as much reſpect in my perſon as ſhe would have done in a great Prince, and this was that which deceived me, and which made me conceive hopes in her goodneſs, whereby <hi>I</hi> found my ſelf abuſed.</p>
                  <p>Henceforward my love began to produce its ordinary effects: <hi>I</hi> loſt my repoſe and ſleep, and <hi>I</hi> ſaw my ſelf expoſed to all the inquietudes which accompany this paſſion; yet mine were greater than thoſe of other perſons who have permiſſion to eaſe themſelves by com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaint and diſcourſe, and knowing my ſelf obliged, by the eminency of that which <hi>I</hi> loved to bury my thoughs in a rigorous ſilence, <hi>I</hi> ſuffered without doubt in this cruel conſtraint, what <hi>I</hi> ſhould not have ſuffered, if <hi>I</hi> had the liberty to declare my mind: <hi>I</hi> ſaw the Princeſs every day, and by the account the King made of me, and the ſtate he made me take in the Court, <hi>I</hi> had free ingreſs into places whither none but Perſons of Quality were permitted to come; the Princeſs did me the honour to ſpeak often to me, ſhe was pleaſed with my diſcourſe, and oftentimes preferred it before that of the Grandees of <hi>Armenia:</hi> by her goodneſs <hi>I</hi> was more enflamed, and though <hi>I</hi> received it with a reſpect which tyed up my tongue more and more, yet it could not hold my eyes nor my ſighs in the like conſtraint, and they continually ſpake a language to the Princeſs, which ſhe might eaſily have underſtood, if all appearances had not been contrary to it.</p>
                  <p>Amongſt the Perſons whoſe amity <hi>I</hi> had acquired during the ſtay <hi>I</hi> made in <hi>Armenia, Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> a Young <hi>Armenian,</hi> of a very ſublime condition, and allied divers wayes to the Royal Family, was the Man to whom <hi>I</hi> was the moſt engaged, and which teſtified moſt affection to me: He had inclinations altogether vertuous, and a great ſweetneſs of ſpirit joyned with a great and lofty courage, the rank he held in <hi>Armenia</hi> cauſed me at the firſt to uſe ſome ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſive reſpect towards him; but in a ſhort time he baniſhed all ceremony out of our Society, and eſteeming ſome quality in me which he preferred before Birth and Fortune, his abſolute will was that we ſhould live in an entire equality, and that we ſhould baniſh all conſtraint from our converſations; and ſeeing me without any other eſtate, than what <hi>I</hi> received from the King, and what <hi>I</hi> might hope for from my ſword, he would often have made me to partici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pate of his, and have put me in a condition to out-brave neceſſity, if Fortune ſhould prove contrary to me: but <hi>I</hi> had but too much diſ-eſteem for things of ſo mean a value, and <hi>I</hi> al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes aſſured <hi>Artamenes</hi> not onely that his friendſhip was conſiderable to me out of the ſingle intereſt of eſteem which <hi>I</hi> had for his vertue; but alſo that what the vulgar call goods could never paſs for ſuch in my ſpirit, or engage me in one ſingle thought of my ſeeking after them. We were almoſt every day together, and he having by his birth, and the eſteem which was due to his vertue, gained the beſt acquaintance in the Court, led me into all the beſt com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panies,
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and made me take my part in the divertiſements of the moſt eminent Perſons; but he began quickly to perceive, both by the familiarity we had together, and the little power I had to diſſemble my thoughts that theſe pleaſures which he gave me were not ſufficiently capable to touch me, and that I diſdained all that was common in <hi>Armenia,</hi> for that which was greateſt and moſt eminent there. He ſaw me ſigh, change colour, and expreſs in all things an extraordinary emotion at the ſight of the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe;</hi> and when by the firſt notice he took, he had grounded his ſuſpicions, he obſerved me more curiouſly than he had done formerly, and found in all my actions great occaſions to confirm himſelf in them. Out of diſcretion he would not a long time diſcover his thoughts to me, but when our friendſhip had made ſo large a progreſs as that he believed that familiarity permitted him all things: <hi>Britomarus,</hi> ſaid he to me, <hi>it is not eaſie for perſons of Your humour to diſguiſe themſelves long from their friends, and what care ſoever You take to conceal from me the ſecret of Your ſoul, it ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pears to me by ſo many marks, that</hi> I <hi>can no longer be ignorant of it.</hi> Theſe words ſurprized me, as <hi>Artamenes</hi> might well judge by the ſilence I kept for ſome time before I returned him an anſwer; but a little after recollecting my ſelf: <hi>I ſhall never be ſorry,</hi> ſaid I him, <hi>that my moſt reſerved thoughts are known unto You, and that which I ſhall keep ſecret from all the World, ſhall be diſcovered unto You, ſince You have a deſire to underſtand it;</hi> This is an effect of Your amity which is very dear unto me, <hi>replyed Artamenes,</hi> and yet is not from your amity that I have drawn the knowledge of the thoughts which You have for the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe: Bluſh not,</hi> Britomarus, continued he ſmiling, and looking upon me with more attention than before, <hi>this is an elevation of ſpirit worthy of you, and as I hold You capable of none but high and noble thoughts, ſo I think it not ſtrange that You have choſen that which is moſt great and beautiful in all</hi> Aſia <hi>for the object of your affections.</hi>
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                  <p>Theſe words did abſolutely put me in a kind of confuſion, but I put it off as readily as poſſibly I could; and as I have been all my life time ſo much an enemy of diſguiſe, that all the occaſions which might moſt powerfully carry me unto it, were never ſtrong enough to oblige me to tell a lye, ſo I believed that for a friend, as <hi>Artamenes</hi> was, I ought not to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrain my nature, and endeavouring to ſhew him a viſage full of the marks of confidence: <q>You have known my moſt particular thoughts, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> becauſe I have not taken the care to conceal them from you, and though you will not owe it to my friendſhip, yet by that you have penetrated into my heart, and by that I am not reduced, in relation to you, to a conſtraint which might poſſibly have hidden from you, as well as from others, part of my inclinations. I had not declared them to you ſo readily becauſe I judged that they might be too audacious, but ſince that, through my imprudence, you have been able to diſcern that which I ought to have kept undiſcovered from all the World,; I ſhall make no difficul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty to acknowledge to you that which my mouth cannot handſomely utter, and confeſs un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to you that the diſproportion of my Birth and Fortune have not been able to defend me againſt the powers of the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe.</hi> I do not find it ſtrange, <hi>ſaid Artamenes to me,</hi> but I cannot comprehend what your deſign can be; and if you are yet in a condition to take counſel of the beſt of your Friends, you will conſult your reaſon before you engage any further: Your vertue renders you, and without doubt will render you conſiderable amongſt all thoſe which wear a Sword with Glory, but it doth not ſuffice to authorize your ambi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion; and the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> is born with an heart ſo high, and with ſo great advantages, that ſhe will never caſt her eyes but upon a great King: I never hoped, <hi>replyed I to him,</hi> that my thoughts ſhould be approved of by the Princeſs (though I might truly ſay, that when they ſhall be known, ſhe will have no cauſe to condemn them) and I never had the intention to let her know them, ſo long as I had power enough to mannage my reaſon; but I muſt tell you, <hi>Artamenes,</hi> that though a common diſcretion might repreſent to me ſomething of raſh and extravagant in my paſſion, yet I do not find my ſelf capable of loving any thing inferiour to <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> and I have ſo much diſdain, without being able to imagine the cauſe, for all that is below her, that I am not able to turn my thoughts towards it for a moment with the leaſt engagement. I know I can hope for no fruit from an affection ſo diſproportionable; but this is fruit great enough for me, that I have the honour to love ſo amiable, and ſo great a Princeſs, and <hi>I</hi> will never complain of my paſſion, ſeeing that it hath not ſubjected me but only to that Perſon of the World which is moſt worthy of my ſubmiſſions. Poſſible it is, that a little vertue, which perhaps will raiſe me above the rank of common Perſons, may do ſomething more advantagious for me, and though <hi>I</hi> will ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect nothing with too much confidence, yet <hi>I</hi> will deſpair of nothing from a Fortune whereof <hi>I</hi> will make a good part my ſelf. You are worthy, <hi>replyed Artamenes,</hi> you are worthy, Dear <hi>Britomarus,</hi> of all you can deſire. <hi>I</hi> find in you all the marks of a real Gran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deur in ſo marvellous a luſtre, that there muſt needs be no Juſtice in the conduct of our deſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies, if Heaven do not act for you after an extraordinary faſhion: Perſevere in your high
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inclinations, ſeeing that it is impoſſible for you to abuſe them, and that I cannot now coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſel you to it my ſelf without repugnance; but remember that you ought to hope more from the advantages you ſhall gain upon the ſpirit of the Princeſs, than from the acknowledgment of the King her Brother; and though he eſteems your valour for the ſervice he receives from thence, and for an inclination ſufficiently warlike in himſelf, yet be pleaſed to know, that according to the judgment which is already made of his haughty nature, you ought to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect nothing from him by your ſervices which is not agreeable to his dignity.</q> 
                     <hi>Artamenes</hi> ſpake to me in this manner, and we had had more diſcourſe upon this ſubject, if we had not been interrupted by ſome perſons which came into the place where we were, and interming<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led themſelves in our converſation.</p>
                  <p>In the mean while my paſſion augmenting, made me more melancholy and ſolitary than ordinary, it made me oftentimes to avoid the aſſemblies of great companies, and the ſocieties wherein I was accuſtomed to entertain my ſelf, and for the moſt part when I paid the viſits to which I was particularly obliged, and could diſ-engage my ſelf from <hi>Artamenes,</hi> whoſe friendſhip and ſight were really very dear to me, I went alone to take my walks in the moſt retired places, and there I entertained my ſelf whole hours together, with the fair <hi>Idea</hi> which I had in my heart. I was often ſurprized there by <hi>Artamenes</hi> who took care to find me out, and though he oppoſed this change of my humour, yet he knew he had cauſe enough to pardon me for it.</p>
                  <p>One day having ſought my ſolitary walk in the King's Park, which is near one of the Gates of <hi>Artaxata,</hi> and ſuffering my ſelf to be carryed by my agreeable imaginations into the moſt private Allies, in a quarter where divers Allies met, I lighted upon the two Princeſſes, who with divers Ladies of her ordinary train, ſought their divertiſement in the Wood. Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though I endeavoured to avoid other companies which might divert me from my flattering thoughts, yet that of <hi>Arſinoe</hi> had charms for me which I could not flie, and I no ſooner ſaw her appear, but inſtead of retiring, as I ſhould have done for any other encounter, I advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced before her with a little emotion which might have been perceived in my countenance if it had been curiouſly obſerved. The Princeſs looked graciouſly upon me, and receiving me with a deportment Majeſtically courteous: <q>What <hi>Britomarus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> are you then be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come melancholy ſince you came amongſt us, and do you now ſeek ſolitude in a Country wherein your vertue hath already gained ſo much acquaintance? At a diſcourſe ſo obliging, I expreſſed as much humility as I could poſſible, and endeavouring to vanquiſh a weakneſs which we naturally have for that we love:</q> 
                     <q>Madam, <hi>replyed I,</hi> the ſatisfaction of the Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons whom I honour, is as dear to me as mine own, and I do all that I can poſſible to ſpare my Friends the trouble of my bad company: Say rather, <hi>anſwered the Princeſs,</hi> that you find in your ſelf, that which you cannot find in others, and that your thoughts enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain you more agreeably than the company of your Friends can do: Your Highneſs, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed I,</hi> hath ſpoken part of the truth, and certain it is that I can hardly find in the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſation of my Friends, the entertainment which my thoughts may furniſh me withal. But <hi>Britomarus, ſaid Arſinoe,</hi> ſhall not we be too curious if we ſhould deſire to know ſomething of theſe thoughts which we judge to be very ſublime by the knowledge which we have of your courage? And may it be permitted to ask you if it be Love or War which furniſhes you with the matter of them? my inclinations, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> lean no more to War than to Love, but in that which you call War, and that which you call Love, I find War altoge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, and the God which is Preſident of War, doth not cauſe more cruel combats amongſt Men, than thoſe which the God of Love excites in our ſpirits: I believed, <hi>replyed the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs,</hi> that that which you call Love, had been a more pleaſing paſſion than you preſent it to be, but ſeeing it is ſo dangerous by the effects which it produces, it ought to be avoided with precautions proportionable to the greatneſs of the evils which it may make one ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer. It is certhin, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that Love hath its ſweets; but it hath likewiſe its bitterneſs, capable at leaſt to counter-ballance its ſweetneſs: and as there is no felicity comparable to that of a ſpirit ſatisfied in its Love; ſo there is no ſuch hard condition as that of a Lover to whom Fortune is contrary in his paſſion: Divers things in Love contribute and concur to our felicity, the ſatisfaction of loving a thing amiable to our eyes and judgement, the facility of giving teſtimonies to it for our Love, and that which is yet more powerful, the aſſent of the Perſon beloved, and the correſpondence to our affection; and it is very true, that when a Lover is arrived to this degree of happineſs, there is nothing amongſt all the things in the world which is not infinitely below him: but thoſe benefits are ſufficiently e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>qualized by evils as powerful, and we are not more happy by theſe good ſucceſſes, than we render our ſelves unfortunate by the cruel inquietudes which torment us by pains of abſence, the vexation of jealouſie, and more than all by the inſenſibility or repugnance of the Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon beloved. Upon this account, <hi>ſaid the Printeſs Artemiſa, who till now had not ſpoken,</hi>
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they which are well adviſed, being in a peaceable and quiet condition of life, will never caſt themſelves into this paſſion, wherein good and ill are confounded together, and where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in the evils far exceed the good. The choice of theſe two conditions, <hi>replyed I,</hi> is not or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinarily in our power, and it is neither by the counſel of our Friends, nor of reaſon it ſelf, that our minds are moſt frequently engaged; but by a violence which beauty exerciſes upon our Souls, and by forces which ours are not capable to reſiſt: but if the election ſhould de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pend upon our will, I ſhall never be of their party, who prefer this tranquility or rather indolency of life before the benefits purchaſed by ſome afflictions, and I ſhall never com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plain of the dayes and years of my ſufferings, if they be only accompanied with hope which may ſweeten them, and if by them I may attain to the leaſt degree of this ſupream for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune. You diſcourſe of this paſſion, <hi>anſwered Arſinoe ſmiling,</hi> as if you had grown old in it, and yet you have paſſed ſo few years, that you have hardly had time to take notice of what you deſcribe, having performed ſo many brave actions as you have done in ſo ſmall a time. By this preference, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> which tranquility may have in ſome ſpirits above a diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quieted life, I ſhould be happy if the judgement which your Highneſs makes of my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition were true: but although in this paſſion whereinto I am fallen by my deſtiny, and by powers wholly caeleſtial, beſides the evils which I have ſpoken of, divers others more great and more formidable do yet prepare themſelves againſt me, and that by my laſt misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune I am abandoned by the hope which might render them ſupportable, yet I ſhould be verry ſorry to return to my former condition, and to change theſe torments, which for me are glorious, with the repoſe wherein I have paſſed the firſt years of my life: Can it be poſſible <hi>added the Princeſs,</hi> that you ſhould loſe it in this Court, and that during the little ſtay you have made here, there ſhould be found a beauty capable to ſtay you with us? you, who by the report of thoſe who are acquainted with your inclinations, are of an humour to tranſport your ſelf into all places whither the occaſions of honour and war invite you: It is certain, Madam, <hi>ſaid I to her,</hi> that I have found their chains ſtrong enough to cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tivate the freeſt ſouls, and that all the power which the conſiderations of glory can have over our ſpirits is not capable to defend us againſt the prevalency of a divine beauty: I hope, <hi>anſwered Arſinoe,</hi> that we ſhould one day know the beauty which hath done us this good office, and if we have not credit enough to learn it at this time from your own mouth, time and your actions will diſcover it to us hereafter. That ſhall be, <hi>replyed I,</hi> as late as poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly I can, and if this too audacious flame doth not of it ſelf bring to light the cauſe which kindled it, my mouth will hardly diſpoſe it ſelf to betray it, and to diſcover the ſecret of an heart, which hath no way to eſtabliſh the remainder of its repoſe, but only in ſilence.</q> We had, during the walk of the Princeſſes whom I had the honour to accompany till their return, divers other diſcourſes upon the ſame ſubject, without any farther declaring of my ſelf, and the goodneſs of the Princeſs made me loſe nothing of the reſpect and fear, which kept my tongue in reſtraint. From this day forward ſhe queſtioned me a little upon what I had confeſſed, but it was always with an obliging diſcretion, and the marvellous modera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion with which ſhe regulated all her actions hindred her from preſſing me, for fear of cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ating me a diſpleaſure.</p>
                  <p>In the mean while it was the pleaſure of fortune that in the Court of <hi>Armenia</hi> there were Ladies by whom I was not hated, and amongſt thoſe which were neither of a mean rank nor beauty, there were ſome which gave me teſtimonies of their friendſhip, whereof poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly any other but my ſelf would not have been inſenſible: but my ſoul being prepoſſeſſed, and I being tranſported by the immoderate ambition which hath always elevated my thoughts above my ſelf, I diſ-eſteemed that which other perſons in a condition like to mine would without doubt have looked upon with obligation. Yet <hi>Cinthia</hi> a Lady really very beauti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful, of an excellent ſpirit, and born of an illuſtrious family amongſt the <hi>Armenians,</hi> obliged me both by the proofs of her affection, and the qualities of her perſon, to conſider her with more attention than others, and remarking in her parts good enough to perſwade them that might obſerve me, that ſhe was capable to make me love her, I was not ſorry that ſome ſmall ſervices which I rendred her, ſerved as covering to my true paſſion, and took a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way all knowledge and ſuſpicion of it from perſons who without doubt would not have approved of it. <hi>Cinthia,</hi> not without reaſon, being prepoſſeſſed with a good opinion e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough of her ſelf, and flattered by the inclination ſhe had for me, eaſily believed that I lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved her, and to keep me in this humour ſhe forgot nothing on her part which an honeſt Maid might contribute thereunto. She was always near the Princeſſes, and particularly engaged to <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> who eſteemed and favoured her above all the Ladies of the Court. The merit of this Lady, and the obligation I had to her gave me really particular conſiderations for her; but as I have a ſoul incapable of all kind of diſſimulation, I never inclined my ſpirit to counterfeit tranſports and torments which ſhe never made me ſuffer.
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I ſhould have had too much repugnance for this action, and beſides the impoſſibility which I have to diſguiſe my ſelf, I ſhould have thought it contrary to good breeding to abuſe the ſpirit of a Lady worthy of other uſage, and of a real eſteem: but only having noted by divers very evident marks that ſhe had affection for me, I was willing to teſtifie unto her above all others that I was not ingrateful to her goodneſs; I rendred her viſits with great aſſiduity, and gave her often to underſtand by my diſcourſes, the advantages which were remarkable in her perſon; and if at any time I intermingled any thing which might ſeem to proceed from any other original than acknowledgment and eſteem, it was with ſo much reſervation, and ſo little engagement, that ſhe could find no reaſonable ground to perſwade her ſelf that I was paſſionate for her. Yet for all that ſhe was apt to believe it, and obſerving the dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference between the manner of my converſation with her, and my carriage towards others, ſhe eaſily imagined that ſhe had produced in me part of that which was obſerved in the change of my humour.</p>
                  <p>I upheld her, as I told you, in this belief ſo long, as I was not importuned upon that account, and that it ſerved to conceal my real paſſion, and during this time there paſſed divers converſations betwixt us, which I will not repeat unto you, becauſe the diſcourſe would be too long, and amongſt the great things I have to tell you, I hold it not important to the relation of my life: but when ſhe would appropriate all my cares to her ſelf, and have me quit all things to attend and ſerve her, and that ſhe her ſelf made propoſitions to me of nearer engagement in relation to Marriage, I made conſcience of ſuffering her to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinue any longer in her errour, and endeavoured to put her out of it by the ſweeteſt ways poſſible.</p>
                  <p>One day after ſhe had made me a long diſcourſe to oblige me to deſire the conſent of her Parents, that I might be engaged to a tie to which I had no thought to ſubmit my ſelf: <hi>Fair</hi> Cinthia, ſaid I to her, <hi>methinks you ſhould not uſe precipitation in an affair of ſuch importance: I have been ſo ſmall a time in your ſight and ſervice, that you hardly have any knowledge of my nature: beſides, I am in a condition wherein, without doubt, your Parents will diſapprove of my pretentions: I am born without eſtate, in a fortune diſpro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portionable to yours, and without any other advantages than what I may hope for from my Sword: It hath begun to do me ſucceſsful ſervice, and before the twentieth year of my age, by that alone I find my ſelf prompted to conceive the higheſt hopes; let us attend ſome effect thereof with patience, and give me leave to ſee my ſelf in a condition to obtain the approbation of your Friends, before I put my ſelf in danger of being expoſed to their diſ-eſteem. You need not fear,</hi> replyed Cinthia, <hi>the diſ-eſteem of thoſe who already eſteem your perſon much more than riches, for want of which, you believe they might diſdain you; and beſides that, your vertue, which is more conſiderable to me than all the advantages of fortune may produce the ſame effect in the minds of my parents: they ſee you in ſuch a degree of eſteem with the King, that by his favour you may aſpire to the higheſt dignities. If there be any apparent reaſon,</hi> anſwered I, <hi>to conceive theſe hopes, let us attend ſome part of them, to the end that I may, with better grace, offer to you and others a perſon more worthy to be preſented unto you.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>By theſe diſcourſes I ſtaid for a while the impatience of <hi>Cinthia,</hi> and defended my ſelf againſt her propoſitions, not having confidence enough to declare unto her the ſmall power I had to ſubmit my ſelf to what ſhe deſired of me, but by the continuance of theſe purſuits, though founded upon a very great appearance, and by diminiſhing my addreſſes wherein ſhe ſaw me grow the colder for her preſſing me, ſhe began to open her eyes to part of the truth, and to perceive that all the ſervices I rendred her might proceed only from eſteem and good will, without my being poſſeſſed with any ſtronger paſſion for her. She daily confirmed her ſelf in this opinion with a very ſenſible grief, and at laſt all her modeſty could not hinder her from declaring to me with ſome earneſtneſs the regret ſhe had for it. She had obliged me one day by a very preſſing ſolicitation to fall into a diſcourſe with her little different from that which I related unto you, and this laſt time hearing me with impatiance: <q>
                        <hi>Britomarus, ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> pay me no more with theſe reaſons, which I cannot conceive from you any longer as current, after I have ſo much reſiſted them, and alledge nothing to defend your ſelf from the teſtimonies of my affection, but the only want of your own: there it is only that you can find your excuſe, and <hi>I</hi> ſhould be ſtark blind if <hi>I</hi> did not clear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly perceive that you never loved me.</q> Theſe words at firſt ſurpriſed me, but after I had digeſted them a little, I was not altogether ſorry that they gave me opportunity to free my ſelf from a very great difficulty, and having taken a reſolution whereunto my mind did not apply it ſelf without ſome trouble: <q>
                        <hi>Cinthia, ſaid to her,</hi> you may really be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve that I love you, and ſhall love you ſo long as I live, as the qualities of your perſon and your goodneſs hath obliged me, and when you ſhall ſee me wanting in this acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgement
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and reſentment, I give you leave to account me the moſt ingrateful and unwor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of all men: This is a truth which I will ſeal unto you with my blood, if you require it of me: but <hi>Cinthia—</hi>make an end, <hi>ſaid ſhe, interrupting me with impatience,</hi> and tell me, as I expect, that I muſt be contented with a ſingle acknowledgment, and the good will only of a man which hath other pretentions. I will not make my confeſſion to you in theſe terms, <hi>replyed I to her,</hi> and I ſhould not have courage enough to acknowledge the truth, if you your ſelf had not removed the difficulty; but ſeeing you will have it ſo, and that I eſteem you too really to abuſe you, I will tell you that deſtiny rather than reaſon hath diſpoſed of my ſoul, and before that ever I had ſpoken to you, I was in a condition to receive no other reſentments for you than thoſe of eſteem, reſpect, and good will.</q>
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                  <p>I made <hi>Cinthia</hi> this diſcourſe with my eyes caſt down, and ſhe was ſo touched with it, that having beheld me ſometime with all the marks of a violent regret, and not having the power to expreſs her ſelf by any diſcourſe, ſhe roſe from the place where ſhe ſate, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tired into her Cloſet and ſhut the door after her: I was really moved at this diſpleaſure, which I noted in her action and her viſage, and all that day, and divers others, I was not able abſolutely to free my ſelf from ſome ſmall remorſes; but in the concluſion, I was not born for <hi>Cinthia,</hi> and by my deſtiny I was ordained for other things than to paſs my days with <hi>Cinthia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the interim, this Lady, tranſported with deſpight, reſolved to break off all kind of ſociety with me, and when I would have viſited her again, ſhe oftentimes ſent me word that ſhe was indiſpoſed; and at laſt prayed me to render her no more viſits: though this order was not capable to afflict me much, yet I received it with ſome trouble, and I told the Maid that brought it, that I would conſtrain my ſelf to obey her Miſtreſs, and that all the repug<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance ſhe had for me, ſhould never hinder me from honouring and loving her, and apply<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing my ſelf to her intereſts all the days of my life.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time, ſeeing my ſelf diſcharged of a trouble very contrary to my nature, I purſued as I thought, the motions of my love with more liberty, and of two conſtraints being now obliged to one only, <hi>I</hi> conſidered <hi>Arſinoe</hi> directly, without diverting at all my thoughts from her: <q>O Gods! what did I ſuffer by this rigorous violence, which I was conſtrained to exerciſe upon my ſelf, and how often ſhould I have had my mouth open to ſay unto the Princeſs, I die for you, if fear had not ſtopped me, and taken away all the boldneſs which I received from Heaven?</q> For ſomething ſhe found in a converſation which did not pleaſe her, ſhe often did me the honour to diſcourſe with me, and in theſe agreeable moments, if my tongue did not give my heart the ſuccour which it demanded, my eyes did expreſs for it thoughts, which <hi>Arſinoe</hi> being ſo intelligent as ſhe was, might eaſily have perceived, if the diſ-proportion between us had not diverted hers, or if ſhe could have imagined in me an ambition ſo little conformable to my life, with ſome luſtre, and gave me hope of being advanced to the higheſt dignities, if the actions I ſhould do for his ſervice ſhould be anſwerable to the beginnings. The Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> his Brother, who was then about ſeventeen or eighteen years of age, and in whom, beſides his beauty, and one of the moſt ſublime deportments of the world, all admirable qualities were remarkable, teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied a particular affection unto me, and let ſlip no occaſion of rendring me all kinds of good offices: He did me the honour to make me one in all the parts of gallantry, which he per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed either in courſes on horſe-back, or the combats of divertiſement; and if he found that I came off with ſome addreſs, I muſt needs confeſs that his alſo, not without reaſon, was admired by the whole world, and that in all particulars he gave marvellous hopes of his future excellency. <hi>Artamenes</hi> and I were ſeldom aſunder, and at this time he acknowledged that he had unjuſtly blamed in me the effects which Love could produce without conſulting with reaſon, and what reſiſtance ſoever he would have made, at laſt he yielded himſelf to the powers of the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and out of the confidence he had in me he preſently diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered his paſſion to me, and inſtead of condemning it, <hi>I</hi> found therein matter of great conſolation to my ſelf, I encouraged him to it as much as poſſibly <hi>I</hi> could, and repreſented to him divers times that a good courage ought to fix it ſelf upon ſublime thoughts, and that to deſpiſe common things, and to aſpire to the higheſt, was the only means to exempt a man from the rank of the vulgar. <hi>Artamenes</hi> defended himſelf a while by the knowledge which he had, that it was only for Kings, and not for the ſubjects of their Brother that the Princeſſes of <hi>Armenia</hi> were deſtined: but he defended himſelf to no purpoſe, and at laſt laid his liberty at <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s feet: We began thence forward to ſympathize, and to entertain our ſelves re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciprocally with the effects which our paſſion produced in our ſpirits, without concealing any thing from each other. Becauſe of the rank which <hi>Artamenes</hi> held in <hi>Armenia,</hi> there was leſs temerity in his thoughts than in mine, and except the Siſters of his King, he
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might without preſumption pretend to any of the Ladies of the higheſt quality, yet this did not encreaſe his boldneſs, and he ſuffered as well as I, during the time we paſſed together, without daring to open his mouth to diſcover his Love.</p>
                  <p>Mean time the ſeaſon approached for our Army to take the field, and the King, whoſe will it was as in former years to return thither in perſon, after the winter was paſt, haſtened all the preparations for our departure. All this time was ſlipt away, and I had never the confidence to ſpeak, and certainly I had gone away in the ſame condition, if my deſtiny which called me to other things had not preſented me with occaſions to diſcover my ſelf, which I never expected. <hi>Cinthia</hi> in whoſe ſoul deſpight had powerfully operated, though poſſibly ſhe had extinguiſhed all the affection ſhe had for me, yet ſhe was not ſo far intereſſed but that ſhe had great deſire to know the ſubject of my real inclinations: and as ſhe was privy to all the acquaintance I had, and knew all the Perſons whoſe company I frequented, ſhe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved it would not be very difficult to diſcover the truth. She began to be very induſtrious therein, and as it is much more hard to deceive perſons intereſſed, than thoſe which obſerve us without any particular deſign, and that beſides I had little diſpoſition, or adreſſe to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſemble my thoughts, that which had been concealed from the eyes of others began quickly to appear to hers; and if ſhe were not certainly aſſured of the truth, ſhe conceived at leaſt great ſuſpicions, wherein by the obſervation of all my actions ſhe confirmed her ſelf more and more: I believe ſhe found ſome conſolation in this diſcovery, and the dignity of the cauſe made her ſupport my uſage towards her with greater patience, than ſhe did whilſt ſhe was ignorant of it. She was almoſt continually with the Princeſſes, and ſeeing me there every day ſhe had leiſure enough to take notice of my regards, my ſighs, and all the other ſigns whereby a paſſion might be diſcovered. All the Court knew the familiarity between us, but I diſcovered our rupture to none but to <hi>Artamenes,</hi> and though I did not viſit <hi>Cinthia</hi> at her own houſe, yet in the preſence of the Princeſſes I accoſted her as before: and ſhe con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrained her ſelf before the World to carry her ſelf towards me in appearance as ſhe had been accuſtomed to do, and not to make her reſentments break out, the cauſe whereof would have been diſadvantageous unto her. This was that which retained part of the Perſons of the Court in the opinion which they had conceived, that I had affection for her: The Princeſſes them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves, and particularly <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> with whom <hi>Cinthia</hi> was more familiar than with her Siſter, oftentimes queſtioned her about it; and though by this diſcourſe the deſpite of <hi>Cinthia</hi> was augmented, yet ſhe durſt not expreſs it, and ſhe ſuffered it a while with a ſeeming patience: but at laſt this moderation failed her, and whether it were by reſentment, which poſſibly had animated her againſt the imprudence of her age, ſhe was carryed away contrary to my thought, and whatever might probably be expected from her. The Princeſs was walking upon a balliſtred Terrace belonging to her lodging, leaning upon <hi>Cinthia</hi>'s arm, and the reſt of her train believing ſhe would entertain her particularly, retired to the other end, and left them free in their converſations. They had been diſcourſing ſome time together when I came, and the Princeſs, who at that time was ſpeaking of me, no ſooner ſaw me, but called me to her, and did me the honour to make me the third perſon in their entertainment. <hi>Cinthia</hi> bluſht at my coming, and the Princeſs taking occaſion to continue the war ſhe had made her: <hi>Ah well</hi> Cinthia, ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>you bluſh at it, and by your countenance diſcover that to me, which your mouth hath ſo long diſavowed: I make no further doubt but that you are the cauſe of the melancholly and all the inquietudes of</hi> Britomarus, <hi>and beſides what I have learned from the publick voice of the Court, I ſee marks which ſufficiently declare the truth. Cinthia</hi> was almoſt quite out of countenance at this diſcourſe, which the Princeſs made her in my preſence, and not being able to imagine whether ſhe queſtioned her upon appearances and the common opinion, or whether having knowledge of the truth, and the little eſteem I had of her affection, ſhe would joyn with me to mock her, and make her ſerve for diver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſement in an occaſion wherein ſhe found ſo much ſubject of diſpleaſure, ſhe was ready to dye with diſpite and could hardly find in all the reſpect ſhe had for the Princeſs, ſo much power as to contain her ſelf. I was but a little more aſſured, and the confuſion of us both confirming <hi>Arſinoe</hi> in her ſuſpicions: <hi>you confeſs enough both of you,</hi> continued ſhe with a very good grace, <hi>To remove all uncertainty that might remain in my mind, and I hope</hi> Cin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thia, <hi>from the amity I have for you, that henceforth you will not uſe ſo much ſubtilty and diſſimulation with me.</hi> At this recharge <hi>Cinthia</hi> loſt all patience, and after ſhe had ſeveral times changed colour in a few moments: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>your Higneſs diverts it ſelf at my coſt, and poſſibly you well know that it is not to me that</hi> Britomarus <hi>addreſſes his thoughts, and that he hath far higher pretentions:</hi> At theſe words knowing that out of the deſpite which tranſported her, ſhe tranſcended the bounds of diſcretion, and was about to ſpeak things in my preſence, which could not but put me into a confuſion, I would have retired; but the Princeſs ſtaying me by the arm: <q>Tarry <hi>Britomarus, ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> and ſeeing that I
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intereſs my ſelf in your affairs, ſuffer me to underſtand a little more of them: Ah! well <hi>Cinthia, continued ſhe, turning towards her,</hi> you perſevere then in your diſſimulation to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards me, and you would have me believe that <hi>Britomarus</hi> hath higher thoughts than <hi>Cin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thia:</hi> Perhaps you know better than I, <hi>replyed Cinthia,</hi> but if you do not, your urgency poſſibly will force me to tell you more than the reſpect I have for you ought to permit me: Ah Cinthia, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs to her ſmiling,</hi> provided you ſatisfie my curioſity I pardon you for all things; but ſeeing it is not to your ſelf, I will not let you reſt in quiet till I know to whom the thoughts of <hi>Britomarus</hi> are addreſſed:</q> 
                     <hi>Cinthia</hi> out of the violence of her de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpight totally loſt all reſpect and diſcretion, and looking upon the Princeſs with a more aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſured countenance than before: <hi>It is to your ſelf Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>and</hi> Britomarus, <hi>ſince you force me to tell you ſo, hath preſumption enough to aſpire to your ſelf:</hi> At theſe words ſhe parted from us, and left me alone with the Princeſs in an aſtoniſhment which can hardly be repreſented. <hi>Arſinoe</hi> remained in no leſs confuſion, and repenting that ſhe had drawn this diſpleaſure upon her ſelf by preſſing <hi>Cinthia</hi> ſo far, ſhe continued a long time without daring to look up in my face. My eyes were fixed upon the earth with an action whereby I was more convicted than by the diſcourſe of <hi>Cinthia,</hi> and when the Princeſs be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to look upon me, ſhe ſaw me in a condition that perfectly expreſt to her the diſorder of my ſoul: this ſight cauſing her to make a reflection in a moment upon divers of my actions, preſently gave her ſuſpicion, and joyning to <hi>Cinthia</hi>'s diſcourſe and my troubled countenance, the memory of a great many things which then appeared to her in another form than they had done formerly, ſhe believed part of that which this enraged Maid would have perſwa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded her to: yet as ſhe was of an admirable prudence and reſervedneſs, ſhe believed her ſelf to be obliged for divers reaſons to diſſemble her belief, and endeavouring to diſſipate her aſtoniſhment as ſpeedily as poſſibly ſhe could: <hi>I did not believe,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>that</hi> Cin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thia <hi>had had ſo little diſcretion, and you muſt needs have done her ſome ſignal diſpleaſure, ſeeing that her reſentment hath made her commit ſuch follies:</hi> The Princeſs ſpake theſe words to me with an action ſo full of ſweetneſs, that I was deceived thereby, and my Spirit, which till then ſtood in great awe of her, aſſumed from theſe appearances of goodneſs, a boldneſs above what I naturally had. At laſt whether this confidence obliged me to it, or whether I had not force enough in this encounter to reſiſt the impetuoſity of my Love, my indiſcre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion followed that of <hi>Cinthia,</hi> and giving an anſwer to the words of the Princeſs without daring to look upon her: <hi>It is certain Madam,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>that</hi> Cinthia<hi>'s reſentments a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt me muſt needs be great, ſeeing that they carry her on to ruine, and make her publiſh a crime for which I ſhould hardly hope from a leſs goodneſs than your own:</hi> The Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs at theſe words was much more troubled than before, and breaking ſilence with a great deal of precipitation: <q>What <hi>Britomarus ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> are you then culpable of that which <hi>Cinthia</hi> reproached you with? I ſhould ſooner have ſuffered death, <hi>replyed I,</hi> then have de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clared it, and I ſhould yet expoſe my ſelf to all kinds of pains rather than confeſs it, if your Highneſs, whom I cannot diſobey, did not demand the truth of me. I am not ig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>norant of the diſproportion which renders my thoughts criminal, and thoughts in adora<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions proportion is not neceſſary, and that with thoughts like thoſe I have for you, we may raiſe our eyes even to the Gods themſelves, yet out of a more profound reſpect than what we uſually pay the Gods, I ſhould have concealed even to my grave, that which out of fear to diſpleaſure you, both my heart and mouth ought eternally to keep ſecret from you, if by <hi>Cinthia</hi>'s indiſcretion my crime had not been diſcovered contrary to my intention, and if by her fault I did not ſee my ſelf neceſſitated to acknowledge my own whereby poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly I expoſe my ſelf to torments equal to my ambition;</q> I ſhould have ſaid more, and the aſtoniſhment of the Princeſs gave me time enough to make her a long diſcourſe, if out of a little aſſurance which I recovered I had not advanced my eyes to her face, wherein I beheld all the marks of a violent diſpleaſure.</p>
                  <p>At this bold declaration, which appeared very offenſive to her from a man infinitely infe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rior to her, reſentment took the firſt place in her mind, which preſently repreſented to her, that ſuch an inſolence as mine ought not to remain unpuniſhed; and in this thought ſhe con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued ſome time unreſolved which way to proceed to my chaſtiſement: but by the mode<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration of her ſpirit, ſhe repreſſed her firſt emotions, and having an admirable command of her ſelf, ſhe quickly reduced her choler to ſuch terms as ſhe was pleaſed to give it, and whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther it were in relation to her ſelf that ſhe feared the publication of a thing which might re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dound to her ſhame and diſhonour, or out of a real effect of her goodneſs ſhe would not ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe me to all the pains which in her opinion were due to me, ſhe diſpoſed her ſelf not to par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don my fault, but to puniſh me without noiſe, and to cut off all poſſibility of a relapſe. Ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving framed this reſolution, after ſhe had kept ſilence a great while: <q>I am ſorry, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that by your preſumption you have made me loſe the diſpoſitions I had to eſteem you,</q> out
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                     <hi>of the good opinion I had of you, and if I did as I ſhould, I ſhould reduce you to the know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge of your ſelf by ſuch wayes as you have obliged me to; but the ſame goodneſs, which you have ſo imprudently abuſed, leaves your fault unpuniſhed, upon condition that you ſpeak no more to me as long as you live, and that you do not permit your ambition to aſpire higher than</hi> Cinthia <hi>or her equals:</hi> Ending theſe words with an action and a look which ſuffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciently expreſſed her diſdain, ſhe retired her ſelf towards thoſe which were at the other end of the Terrace, and left me alone in a condition full of diſpleaſure and confuſion: In effect I was ſo moved with this accident, that all my natural conſtancy was not capable to preſerve my ſoul from a great diſorder: Grief, ſhame, and regret firſt took their place there, and I know not which of theſe paſſions did moſt powerfully poſſeſs me: <hi>I</hi> was extreamly afflicted at the ill ſucceſs of my declaration, and the little hope <hi>I</hi> ſaw in the purſuit of my love, being aſhamed to ſee my pride checked, and my ambition humbled, and ſtung with the reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of diſdain whereunto my ſpirit could never accuſtome it ſelf, neither for love nor any other paſſion. All the enemies of my repoſe began to torment me with violence, and upon this Terrace from whence the Princeſſes a little after retired themſelves, and whereupon <hi>I</hi> walked alone a long time, <hi>I</hi> found my ſpirit much more agitated than it had been in all the other paſſages of my life: All the night which followed this day, <hi>I</hi> could not get ſo much as a taſte of ſleep, and the change which <hi>I</hi> found in my condition preſenting it ſelf continually to my memory, left no repoſe at all in my ſoul, and tormented it with the moſt cruel in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quietudes that it ever yet had felt. <q>What wilt thou do, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> what wilt thou do un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate <hi>Britomarus</hi> in a deſign ſo unluckily miſcarried, and in an occaſion wherein thou art repulſed,</q> diſdained, and forbidden to ſpeak for ever? <q>Thou haſt raſhly raiſed thine eyes to a Princeſs worthy of other adorations than thine, and by too audaciouſly advancing thy ſelf, thy fall is become much greater and more dangerous: <hi>Arſinoe</hi> not without reaſon hath humbled thy immoderate pride, and from theſe ambitious thoughts, whereby like a new <hi>Icarus</hi> thou tookeſt too high flight, there remains nothing to thee but ſhame, diſorder, and confuſion: This Princeſs whom thou haſt offended by thy love, and the fooliſh de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>claration of it, and whom by the laſt action thou haſt made to loſe the opinion ſhe had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived of thee for the former, juſtly reduces thee to the knowledge of thy ſelf, and ſhe does it with ſweetneſs, when poſſibly thou haſt obliged her to do it with rigour. Beſides, what hope couldeſt thou conceive in this conduct of thy life, and with what aſſurance couldſt thou believe, that one of the greateſt Princeſſes of the world, and a Princeſs born with a courage worthy of her birth and the admirable qualities of her perſon, could ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prove the paſſion of a man of no name, of no birth, and without any dignity which might render him ſuperior to the common ſort of men? <hi>I</hi> accuſed my ſelf a while in this manner, but a little after <hi>I</hi> underſtood alſo my own defence, and out of a natural inclination which we have to excuſe and flatter our ſelves, <hi>I</hi> ſought wayes to juſtifie my preſumption, and reaſons to combat with the rigour of <hi>Arſinoe:</hi> Thou wert not ſo low either by thy birth or fortune, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that <hi>Arſinoe</hi> ought to look upon thy love as a great crime, and if ſhe had a ſpirit ſo remote from common thoughts as thou didſt believe, ſhe might well have un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtood that by thy Vertue thou mighteſt equalize thy ſelf with thoſe whom chance had put above thee: thy paſſion in this condition of reſpect and veneration wherein it kept it ſelf, could not be offenſive to any Princeſs in the World, and if thou didſt not merit ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgement, thou didſt not likewiſe deſerve diſdain and indignation. The Gods onely puniſh thee by that which is moſt unſupportable to thy courage for the fault thou haſt committed in embarking thy ſelf ſo lightly in a ſecond Love, after thou hadſt ſcaped ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fering ſhipwrack in the former: Thou art without doubt, called by the deſtiny to ſome o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther thing than Love; and thou oughteſt not to ſpend thy beſt days in this paſſion, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>by thou wilt never attain neither to the reputation thou aſpireſt unto, nor to thoſe ranks which may put thee out of danger of diſdain and bad uſage: follow then thy inclinations, which draw thee to employments more worthy of thee, and more conformable to thy courage; quit <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> who diſdains thee, for glory, who opens her arms to receive thee; and by this valonr, the beginnings whereof have been ſo fortunate, put thy ſelf into a condition, that thou mayſt no longer ſtand in fear of the diſdains either of <hi>Arſinoe</hi> or any other perſon in the world.</q> This reſolution wherein <hi>I</hi> encouraged my ſelf as much as was poſſible, was a little after over-thrown by the memory of <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> and diſſipated by powers againſt which I had not as yet drawn up my laſt reſerves; but in few moments my reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, and the natural averſion <hi>I</hi> had againſt diſdain returned it again into my ſpirit, and fortified it there in ſuch ſort, that, before the day appeared, <hi>I</hi> found my ſelf greatly inclined to follow it: <hi>I</hi> diſcovered my diſgrace to <hi>Artamenes</hi> only, who bemoaned me and comforted me the beſt he poſſibly could, and who trembled at this example in relation to his own in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt, though by the rank which he held in <hi>Armenia</hi> he might with more likelihood declare
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his affections to the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa.</hi> My misfortune ſenſibly afflicted me, and kept me ſome days in a very bad condition: but at laſt I ſought neither dagger, nor poyſon, nor pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cipices but by an effort of my courage I confirmed my ſelf in the reſolution either to render my ſelf ſuch by my ſword as that <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> as great a Princeſs as ſhe was, ſhould have no more reaſon to diſdain me, or to uſe all my endeavours by time, abſence, and by the memory of her ſcorn to deprive her of the Empire which ſhe had over my Soul. I was confirm'd in this deſign by the after uſage that I received from this Princeſs, who in the places where I chanched to be at her paſſing by, did not ſo much as vouchſaſe to give me a look, and in thoſe places where ſhe believed I might accoſt her, ſhe ſo abſolutely took away all aſſurance from me by a viſage full of coldneſs and diſdain, that I eaſily underſtood, that in the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition wherein I then was, all hope of hope for me was extinguiſhed. She would not ſo much as ſuffer me to take my leave of her when we parted from <hi>Artaxata</hi> to return to the ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, and ſhe ſaid to one of her Ladies who deſired permiſſion for me: <hi>Tell</hi> Britomarus <hi>that I have concealed his inſolence for fear of making the King my brother loſe a valiant ſervant and that he ought not to hope that I will ſee him, till be hath learned to know himſelf. All theſe uſages in a ſpirit like mine certainly produced effects capable to advance my cure, and I was already de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>termined to ſeek by it all manner of wayes when we returned into the field.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The King of <hi>Armenia</hi> marched at the head of the laſt troops he had raiſed, toward that ſiontire of <hi>Media,</hi> where he had begun his progreſs, and <hi>I</hi> followed him with one of the beſt employments in his Army: The King of the <hi>Medes</hi> came in perſon, as he did in the precedent years to the defence of his Country; and in the beginning of our taking the field were divers battels fought, wherein fortune was as favourable to me as <hi>I</hi> could deſire, and wherein <hi>I</hi> rendred my ſelf ſo conſiderable to the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> that to the preju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dice of divers perſons which by their birth and ſervices might aſpire to higher dignities, his pleaſure was that <hi>I</hi> ſhould command a Body of an Army ſeparated from his own, and com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed of the better part of his troops; with this employment wherein <hi>I</hi> engaged my ſelf with great inclination and fixedneſs I endeavoured to ſhake off the yoke which <hi>Arſinoe</hi> had im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed upon me, and if I could not eaſily accompliſh it, yet certain it is, that <hi>I</hi> made great progreſs in it: One only thing made me ſerve under <hi>Artaxus</hi> with repugnance, and that was the rigour which he obſerved in this war, where under pretext of revenging the death of his Father, he cauſed all the enemies which fell into his power to be put to the ſword with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out mercy. The averſion which I naturally have againſt cruelty, made me often take the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty to condemn his: but though he attributed very much to my thoughts in matters of war, he would not hearken to them when <hi>I</hi> preached clemency unto him, but remained firm in his reſolution to purſue with fire and ſword the hateful bloud of thoſe who contributed to the death of King <hi>Artibaſus.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At this time by the great advantages we gained, <hi>Media</hi> began to totter, and <hi>Tigranes</hi> was really in great danger to ſee himſelf entirely ruined, if the Gods had not ſent him ſuccour: The King of <hi>Cilicia</hi> his ally, and the Prince <hi>Philadelph</hi> his Son came with a puiſſant army to his aſſiſtance, and revived his almoſt dying hopes. By ſo great a ſupply, the face of things began to be changed, and we having to deal with a power greater than our own, we pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded with more caution than before, and thought now upon defending our ſelves, whereas before all our thoughts were only bent upon aſſaulting the Enemy. Several bettels were fought the ſucceſs whereof was doubtful, wherein the advantage inclined ſometimes to the one, ſometimes to the other party; but in the laſt, wherein <hi>I</hi> was for the King of <hi>Armenia</hi>'s ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, the glory was intirely mine, which not withſtanding was counterballanced with one of the moſt ſenſible diſpleaſures that ever <hi>I</hi> received in my life.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ariſton</hi> and <hi>Theomedes</hi> two Nephews of the King of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> being departed from their Camp with 2000 Horſe and 5 or 6000 Foot, to go and ſurprize a ſmall place which we had taken the year before, and the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> having intelligence of their march, and the condition they were in, thought good that with a number of men little different from theirs, <hi>I</hi> ſhould go and encounter them, and fight them as <hi>I</hi> ſhould find occaſion. <hi>I</hi> departed; <hi>I</hi> mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ched with great diligence, and met the enemies before they were arrived at the place which they went to ſurprize. The fight began, and was maintained doubtful a long time, but at length the victory fell to us, and it fell to us ſo entire, that almoſt all the Souldiers of the e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemy were cut in pieces, and the two chief Commanders being preſerved alive in the battel, by the care <hi>I</hi> took of their ſafety, remained my priſoners. <hi>I</hi> comforted them for their diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grace, <hi>I</hi> promiſed them all manner of good uſage, and <hi>I</hi> returned from thence with my troop being victorious and laden with ſpoils, to the King of <hi>Armenia;</hi> he made me a wel-come which ſufficiently teſtified what notice he took of this action, and expreſſed an exceſſive joy for my good ſucceſs and the taking of the two <hi>Cilician</hi> Princes, whom he preſently put under a ſtrict guard, and employed almoſt all the reſt of this day in praiſing and careſſing me.
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Upon the morrow I no ſooner appeared before him, but he fell again upon my praiſes, and in terms full of Elogies extolled in the preſence of the Principal Commanders this laſt action, promiſing me for it exceſſive recompence. I then took my time for a requeſt which I had to make, and after that I had anſwered the praiſes he gave me with as much modeſty as I poſſibly could: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> this ſlight action whereupon your Majeſty ſets ſo high an eſteem, is too well recompenſed by the goodneſs you ſhew in accepting of it; but if your Majeſty judges me worthy to obtain any thing as a reward of this petty ſervice, I requeſt of you the liberty of the two chief Commanders of the enemy, which I brought priſoners, and which yielded themſelves to me upon the hope I gave them of being treated con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formable to their condition: <hi>Britomarus, replyed the King to me, with an action which ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed the little intention he had to grant me what I had deſired of him,</hi> your ſervices are worthy without doubt of a greater recompenſe than what you deſire of me, and I ſhall requite you for them in ſuch a manner that you ſhall have no reaſon to judge me ungrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful; but I cannot grant you this you demand of me without violating an oath, which all humane conſiderations are not capable to make me infringe; and I do not ſo much eſteem the other fruits of your victory, and all the progreſs we have in the beginning of this <hi>Campania,</hi> as I do the means I have to let the King of <hi>Cilicia</hi> know by the preſent <hi>I</hi> will ſend him of his two Kinſmen's heads, after what manner <hi>I</hi> mean to make war with him, and how ill adviſed he hath been to bear arms againſt a Prince which never offended him. Theſe cruel words of <hi>Artaxus</hi> made me tremble, and beholding him with ſome horror:</q> 
                     <q>What, Sir, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> can you find in your heart to put to death two pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoners of war ſo highly deſcended as <hi>Ariſton</hi> and <hi>Theomedes?</hi> And though I ſhould not requeſt their lives of you for all the ſervices <hi>I</hi> have rendred you, can you take them away from Princes eſcaped from the heat of the battel, taken with their Swords in their hand in a juſt war, and which never did you any particular offence? The King did not approve of the liberty of my ſpeech, and anſwered me with a more ſeri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous countenance than before: <hi>I</hi> ſhall be able to do it without doubt, and in revenge of my Father, <hi>I</hi> ſhall yet do things which may ſeem to you more cruel, which nevertheleſs paſs for juſt in my lawful reſentments: but do not alarm your ſelf any more at it, and be not ſo earneſt for a thing wherein you have ſo little intereſt. Have <hi>I</hi> but little intereſt int it, Sir, <hi>replyed I,</hi> Ah! <hi>I</hi> have intereſt in it as in the defence of my own life, as in the conſervation of my own honour, and when either of them ſhall be in the extremity of danger <hi>I</hi> ſhall not be more intereſſed: It is by my means that you have theſe priſoners in your power; it was to me they rendred themſelves whileſt yet they had their arms in their hands, whereby they might have found either ſafety or a glorious death, and <hi>I</hi> cannot ſee them come to be put to death upon my parole, without expoſing my ſelf with them to the greateſt cruelty that your reſentment prepares for them: you forget your ſelf, <hi>ſaid Artaxus to me, bending his brows,</hi> and poſſible it would be better for you to contain your ſelf within the bounds of reſpect, and not fly out in this manner for enemies, which muſt and ſhall Periſh, though all the world ſhould joyn their ſolicitations with yours for their ſafety: And <hi>I</hi> will periſh with them, <hi>replyed I ſo tranſported, that I had hardly any underſtanding left to conſider his dignity,</hi> and <hi>I</hi> cannot part with my life with leſs regret than in ſacrificing it to my word, and com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſion for theſe men, and the diſpleaſure to ſee my ſervices ſo ungratefully acknowledged: you have received them from my inclination and not from my duty, and it is by my own will only that <hi>I</hi> am engaged to give you that reſpect you require of me, which by my birth you cannot exact of a man that was not born your ſubject:</q> The choler of the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> was mightily moved at theſe words, and looking upon me with eyes ſparkling with indignation:
<q>Inſolent, <hi>ſaid he to me,</hi> it is the rank whereunto by an exceſs of favour <hi>I</hi> have advanced thee, that puts thee beſides the knowledge of thy ſelf: but know that <hi>I</hi> ſhall find ways to humble thee as much as <hi>I</hi> have unjuſtly advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced thee, and that <hi>I</hi> ſhall lay thee ſo low, if thou doſt not ceaſe from provoking me, that poſſibly thou ſhalt ſerve for an example to thoſe whom immoderate preſumption makes to tranſgreſs the limits which their birth hath preſcribed them:</q> Ending theſe words full of diſdain and outrage to an heart like mine, he turned another way without giving me time to reply. <hi>I</hi> ſhould have done it for all that, how Tragical ſoever the reply would have been to me, if <hi>Artamenes</hi> had not oppoſed it, and with divers others of my friends which had been preſent at this converſation, had he not led me to my Tent, ſo inflamed with choler and tranſported, that <hi>I</hi> was hardly capable of ſuffering the violence they did me with any moderation. When <hi>I</hi> was in my Tent, and that <hi>I</hi> had made a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flection of ſome few moments upon my adventure, and the unworthy uſage <hi>I</hi> received, turning my ſelf to <hi>Artamenes,</hi> and thoſe that were with him: <hi>My friends,</hi> ſaid <hi>I</hi> to them,
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                     <hi>behold me ſubjected to more outrage and indignity than I ought to expect from my ſervices; and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides the injurious words wherewith</hi> Artaxus <hi>had a mind to humble me, I ſee my ſelf by the death of theſe two unfortunate men which he is about to ſacrifice to his cruelty, expoſed to the moſt ſenſible diſpleaſure that my ſoul is capable to receive: I do little eſteem the words and diſdain of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>upon whom I never had any deſign to bottome my Fortune: Henceforward the favours of a King is he is, ſhall be leſs dear and glorious to me, and I diſ-eſteem them too much to purchaſe them with the leaſt compliance, or to receive them when they ſhall be offered me; but in things wherein my honour is engaged, I will ſpend my blood to the laſt drop to defend it, and though I ſhould infallibly loſe my life in this deſign, I will leave nothing unattempted to ſave the two</hi> Cilicians <hi>whom I have imprudently delivered up to his cruelty.</hi> All thoſe that heard my words could not condemn my reſolution, but they ſaw me in no capacity to execute it, and I was able to do it ſo little alone againſt <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taxus,</hi> that all I could deviſe in this deſign, proved but ridiculous propoſitions: <hi>Artamenes</hi> endeavoured to repreſent ſo much to me, and appeared intereſſed in my diſpleaſure as much as a good and generous friend could be, but he could not bend my ſpirit to an unworthy and baſe complyance with the intentions of a cruel ingrateful King and I could not conceal from him that I was reſolved to arm a party of the Souldiery, whoſe affections I might conceive I had gained, and go and free the Priſoners by force from the place where they were detained, or of I could not find ſufficient courage and affection in the hearts of the Souldiers for ſo bold an execution, I would go and make my ſelf be killed in defence of theſe infortunate men, whoſe death in my opinion ought eternally to be objected to me as a reproach. <hi>Artamenes</hi> wanted no reaſons to oppoſe againſt this reſolution, neither was he forgetful of them; but our diſpute was as unprofitable as any deſign, and preſently after I had quitted <hi>Artaxus,</hi> this cruel man, or rather monſter of cruelty, whether it were that his ſpirit was more exaſpera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted by the reſiſtance I made againſt his will, or that he feared leſt I ſhould attempt and exe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cute ſomething for the ſafety of the priſoners, ſent the Executioners who beheaded them in Priſon without any further delay. The memory hereof makes me tremble, as well for the compaſſion I had of the deſtinies of theſe two men, and the horrour I have had all my life of cruel actions, as for the reproach I might receive from my own conſcience, though I was in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent, for having contributed to their deſtruction, after I had promiſed them life, and uſage conformable to their condition.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artamenes,</hi> and the reſt of my friends, were ſtill in my Tent when I received this news, and I confeſs they ſaw me break out into diſcourſes and actions wherein there appeared no re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mainder of reaſon, which made them fear ſome Tragical event from the grief and choler which tranſported me. In theſe firſt emotions, I thought and threatned no leſs than to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge the blood of thoſe poor wretches upon the perſon of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> from whoſe cruelty the remembrance of my ſervices could not free them: and if thoſe which were preſent at theſe menaces, had not been my real Friends, upon the leaſt intelligence given to <hi>Artaxus,</hi> I had un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doubtedly found the death I deſpiſed. <hi>Artamenes</hi> would not abandon me, and guarded me all that day as if I had been a mad man, doing all he poſſibly could to quiet my ſpirit from theſe violences: by his diſcourſes indeed he made me abate the raſhneſs of them; and put me into more moderate terms than before; but for all our friendſhip, he did in vain oppoſe the reſolution I had taken to quit the ſervice of <hi>Artaxus</hi> for ever, and to go over to the Enemy, it the remembrance of the miſchief I had done them would permit me to hope for a reception there. <hi>I will ſooner ſuffer a thouſand deaths,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>than continue any longer in the ſervice of this Barbarian this blood-thirſty Tigre, whom a man cannot ſerve without rendring himſelf a complice of his cruelties, this ungrateful Prince, who requites mens ſervices with diſdain, rage, and unworthy uſage: The only cauſe which might make me own his intereſts, ought not any longer to engage me:</hi> Arſinoe <hi>diſdains me as much as her Brother, and if I cannot ceaſe from loving her; yet I ought to ceaſe from ſeeing and deſiring to pleaſe her, and to ſeek a cure far from her, which poſſibly I may find in an eternal abſence, and in other employments, than in ſuffering unprofitably at her feet.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Although, in the complaints which I made againſt <hi>Artaxus, I</hi> mingled ſome too againſt <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> yet I know well how to put a difference between them, and I did not confound the ingratitude and inhumanity of the Brother, with the ſeverity of the Siſter, who was re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally born with all the great qualities which might render a Princeſs accompliſhed. I was not cured of my paſſion by the uſage ſhe had ſhown me, but I was deſirous to be cured, and I did ſo confirm my ſelf by the injuries which I received of her Brother, that I not only deſired, but conceived hope to find repoſe in my mind, by ſeparating my ſelf both from <hi>Artaxus</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe</hi> for ever. My deſtinies, whereby I was called to ſomething more im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portant than theſe beginnings of my life which I have related unto you, gave birth to this deſign, and it was by my deſtinies that I was diſengaged from <hi>Artaxus</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> to be conducted into places where fortune was as advantageouſly ſerviceable to me as I
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could deſire, where I found honours and dignities above my expectation, where I found this ingratitude fatally entailed upon my life, and where I fell into a later engage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, which made me forget <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> and all things elſe to give my ſelf entirely up to my laſt ſervitude: A ſervitude a thouſand times more dear and more glorious to me, than all the <hi>grandeur</hi> I could have acquired by my Sword amongſt men: a ſervitude whereof <hi>I</hi> made but a light eſſay in my former affections, and whereby at laſt, after divers uncommon croſſes and events, more worthy of your attention than what I have related to you, I might have ſeen my ſelf advanced to an happineſs more ſublime than my pretentions, if cruel fortune had not overturned in a moment, and by the laſt accidents of my life, had not precipitated me into a more deplorable condition than ever my perſon had been reduced unto.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="book">
               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART V.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. II.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Britomarus <hi>being diſcompoſed by the memory of his diſaſters, deſires to reſpite the reſt of his ſtory; which is granted.</hi> Coriolanus <hi>and</hi> Tyridates <hi>walking abroad, light upon a wounded Knight vichly arm'd.</hi> Tyridates <hi>invites him to his houſe, which the Stranger accepts. The next day</hi> Coriolanus <hi>taking a ſolitary walk, is inſenſibly engaged in a pleaſant Wood, where by a Brook-ſide he lies down and falls aſleep.</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Artemiſa <hi>accidentally come that way and ſpie him.</hi> Cleopatra <hi>knows him, and with a loud exclamation of wonder awakes him. He humbly addreſſes himſelf to her. She highly upbraids his infidelity. He deſires to know his offence, and as ſhe is about to tell him at</hi> Artemiſa<hi>'s requeſt, ſhe is inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupted by twelve Horſemen, who ſeiſe upon the Princeſs.</hi> Coriolanus <hi>enterpoſes in their de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fence, kills five or ſix, but their number prevails, and they carry away the Ladies.</hi> Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus <hi>purſuing the raviſhers, meets a Knight who quarrels with him; they fight,</hi> Cori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>olanus <hi>ſtrikes off his Head-piece, and knows him for</hi> Marcellus. <hi>Their expoſtulations and parting.</hi> Coriolanus <hi>having loſt his Horſe, wanders all night in the Wood. The wounded Stranger gives</hi> Tyridates <hi>his Story. He diſcovers himſelf to be</hi> Artaxus <hi>King of</hi> Armenia, <hi>who reſolving to revenge his Father's death upon the Children of</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>goes only with twenty men in ſearch of them. At Sea he meets with</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and as he is ready to execute his revenge, he is captivated by her Beauty, He reſolves to carry her into</hi> Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia. <hi>She feigns her ſelf ſick, and deſires to go on ſhore; where taking an advantage, ſhe gets away. He purſues and overtakes her, but ſhe is reſcued by</hi> Philadelph.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>AT theſe words, <hi>Britomarus</hi> being touched with a ſad and preſſing remembrance, changed colour, and his countenance appeared to the two Princes his Auditours, in a condition which made them apparently fear, that he found himſelf more ill than
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ordinary. <hi>Coxiolanus</hi> moved with this fear, and intereſſing himſelf very much in the health of this valiant man: <q>I am fearful, <hi>ſaid he unto me,</hi> leſt you have incommoda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted your ſelf by the long diſcourſe you have made us, the extraordinary paleneſs which I take notice of in your viſage, gives me apprehenſions for your health. The repoſe of my body, <hi>replyed Britomarus,</hi> hath received but little alteration by my diſcourſe; but that of my mind is not of the ſame condition, and I confeſs, that being upon the point of entring upon the recital of my grand misfortunes, whereof theſe ſmall ones which I have related unto you, are but a kind of a preface, to proceed to the unfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate eſtate whereunto my life is now reduced, I find my ſelf ſo much moved and troubled, that I ſhall account it no light obligation, if you will pleaſe to permit me to refer the remainder of my narration till to morrow: I ſhall prepare my ſelf againſt that time, to acquaint you with things undoubtedly more worthy of your attention, than thoſe which I have recounted unto you; and I will recover my ſpirit as much as I can poſſibly from the trouble and the perplexity whereinto a ſad and deplorable remembrance hath put it.</q>
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               <p>
                  <q>Doubt not, <hi>replyed the Son of Juba to him,</hi> how ſtrong ſceven the deſire is in us to under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtand the reſt of your adventures, but that the care we have of your health and repoſe is yet more powerful, and that we ſhould be very ſorry to purchaſe the ſatisfaction which we might receive from thence at ſuch a price. We will hear the concluſion of your fair be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginnings, when it ſhall pleaſe you to relate them, and when you can do it without doing your ſelf any inconvenience, and in the mean while, I will aſſure you that if the actions of your life, which yet we have not underſtood, are anſwerable (as I doubt it not) to thoſe wherewith you have already acquainted us, and the proofs we our ſelves have ſeen of your valour, you had a great deal of reaſon to believe, that by the advantage of Birth and Crowns, no man could be greater than your ſelf. It was poſſibly my errour and preſumpti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, anſwered <hi>Britomarus,</hi> to believe ſo, but I believed it only of them, in whom vertue doth not accompany dignity, not of thoſe, which like you Sir, are much leſs conſiderable for their Birth than for their Vertue: and for ſuch I always have as much acknowledgment and reſpect, as <hi>I</hi> have diſ-eſteem for thoſe who are beholding to their fortune for all their ſplendour.</q>
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               <p>We would have ſpoken more to this purpoſe, if the two Princes to whom his health was ſo dear, had not thought that he had need of ſome repoſe, and deſired him to take it, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitting the remainder of his relation, as he had deſired, to the day following. They left his Chamber, but returned not to their own; and becauſe it was a fair day, and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> his ſtrength permitted him already to walk up and down, they went upon this deſign to the ſide of a Wood of high Timber-trees which was near the houſe, where there were divers pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate places, and very fair paths, where they might take the advertiſement of a walk. In the beginning of theirs, the two Princes fell upon the diſcourſe of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and could not for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bear admiring at once, that which appeared in the beginnings of his life, in his viſage, and in his diſcourſe, of the greatneſs of his courage.</p>
               <p>
                  <q>Certain it is, <hi>ſaid Tyridates,</hi> there is nothing but ſubjects of eſteem and edmiration in the perſon of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and all things appeared in him ſo great and ſo ſublime, that in ſpight of the confeſſion he hath made us, it is hard to take him for a man of obſcure birth: <hi>I</hi> have already underſtood from other mouths than his, the greateſt part of the actions which he hath recounted unto us, but I know nothing of what is arrived unto him ſince his departure from <hi>Armenia,</hi> and I judge by his beginnings, and his diſcourſe it ſelf, that the actions he did afterwards, are yet more remarkable than the former: I am of your opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion, <hi>anſwered Coriolanus,</hi> and from ſuch extraordinary beginnings I expect very great things in the purſuance of his relation.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>But what is your judgement, <hi>replyed Tyridates,</hi> of the little conſtancy he had in his former loves? and how can we comprehend that he tranſported his affection from <hi>Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace</hi> to <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> and ſince that, as far as I conjecture by his diſcourſe, from <hi>Arſinoe</hi> to a third, without accuſing him of ſome lightneſs? By that which you underſtand of my life, <hi>added Coriolanus,</hi> you may well judge that inconſtancy will have but a bad advocate of me, and I am engaged to that I love with a fidelity too exact to excuſe a change: but yet I will tell you, that according to my opinion, <hi>Britomarus</hi> hath no inconſtant ſpirit, and that I give an entire belief to all that he hath told us concerning his inclinations upon that ſubject. Divers things in this adventure ſerve for his juſtification; his tender years, wherein he was not capable, and had not time to engage himſelf in a ſtrong paſſion, and the reſentment of diſdain, which in ſouls like his, might produce very ſtrong and very excuſable effects: I believe that in the ſervice which I have render'd <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I have teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied
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a very entire perſeverance, and I will likewiſe tell you that ſince I have been engaged in my love, all difficulties, dangers, ill uſage, and all humane conſiderations, have not been ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable to divert me from it: but I will confeſs unto you (if I may confeſs it without offend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the powers of that divine Princeſs) that if in the birth of that love which I have for her, and at that time when I was no more ſtrongly obliged than <hi>Britomarus</hi> might be to <hi>Arfinoe</hi> and <hi>Candace,</hi> I had noted any diſdain in <hi>Cleopatra</hi> towards me, it would have been capable to have broken off the courſe of a growing affection, and have made me beſtow elſewhere what that Princeſs had diſdained. <hi>Britomarus</hi> did ſcarcely love <hi>Candace</hi> at all, and <hi>Arſinoe</hi> but a very little; and beſides that he was but a child in his firſt affection, and a very young man in his ſecond inſtead of meeting therein with ſome part of thoſe ſweets which do en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gage us yet more powerfully if it be poſſible than the perſon beloved merits, he found no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing in the one or the other but repulſe inſupportable to a courage like his, which had not enſlaved it ſelf in ſuch ſort, but that it retained liberty to withdraw what before it had be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtowed. I will add to this, that deſtiny, in my conceit, works extraordinary in the courſe of this life, and that to out-brave or mock at fortune, ſhe would ſerve her ſelf of the high incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> not permitting him to apply his thoughts but to the daughters of Kings, and given him thoughts altogether diſproportionable to his condition.</q>
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               <p>The King of <hi>Mauritania</hi> ſpake in this manner, and was about to enter into a diſcourſe with <hi>Tyridates</hi> upon this matter which would have continued a long time, when by the path wherein they walked they ſaw coming to them a man on horſeback, clad in magnifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent armour, by the riches whereof one might partly judge of the quality of him that bare them. He followed his way very ſlowly, and when he was neer enough to the Princes, to give them leave to take notice of his condition, they ſaw that he kept himſelf in his ſaddle not without ſtaggering, and that from ſome wounds that he had received, the blood ran down his armour in divers places.</p>
               <p>The two Princes at this ſight touched with a generous motion, which was very natural unto them, approach this Stranger, and they believed themſelves yet more obliged to ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cour him, when through the viſer of his helmet he had put up, they ſaw a viſage, which, though it were pale through loſs of blood, gave many marks of an eminent perſon. One and the ſame intention made them advance towards him, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> having taken hold of the bridle of his horſe to hinder him from paſſing any further: <q>Take it not ill, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> that I ſtay you to repreſent unto you that you are not in a condition to go on your journey, and that you have need of repoſe, and the aſſiſtance we offer you, rather than the pain to which you expoſe your ſelf:</q> The Unknown leaning upon the bow of his ſaddle, and looking upon <hi>Tyridates</hi> with eyes which his feebleneſs rendred more pleaſing than they were naturally: <hi>I have no long journey to make,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>to go to my veſsel which I have left upon this coaſt; but I feel my ſelf ſo feeble, that I ſhall not have ſtrength to conduct my ſelf thither, and though I know you not, neither am known of you, in the ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſity I have I will not refuſe the aſſiſtance you offer me: you will find it there without doubt,</hi> ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded Coriolanus, <hi>in the ſame manner as I received it in a condition like to yours; and this generous and obliging Prince,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>ſpeaking of</hi> Tyridates, <hi>is never ſo well ſatisfied as when he finds occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions of exerciſing his generoſity.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This word <hi>Prince</hi> fell from <hi>Coriolanus</hi> contrary to his intent, and he had no ſooner ſpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken it but he bluſhed, looking upon <hi>Tyridates,</hi> and demanding pardon of him by that action for the imprudence he had committed: but it was much taken notice of by the Stranger, and looking upon them with more reſpect than he did before: <q>The Gods have put me into good hands, <hi>ſaid he to them,</hi> ſeeing it is from Princes that I receive theſe ſuccours, but <hi>I</hi> will likewiſe tell you that you render them to a Prince, and to a Prince which holds a very emi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nent rank amongſt men.</q>
               </p>
               <p>After theſe words the two Princes cauſed him, being ſtill on horſe back, to follow the way which led to the houſe, and they marched by his ſide to ſuſtain his feebleneſs, which rendred him not very ſure in his ſaddle. Arriving at the gate, <hi>Tyridates</hi> called his ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants, and by their aſſiſtance the Unknown diſmounted from his horſe, and leaning upon their arms was conducted to <hi>Tyridates</hi> his chamber. The obliging Prince quitted it to him out of reſpect, not having any great number of rooms in this little manſion, and took ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther for himſelf leſs fair, leſs commodious.</p>
               <p>It ſeemed that this houſe was become a retreat of wounded and afflicted perſons and ſince a few days it had ſerved illuſtrious perſons enough to render it as famous as the Palaces of Kings. The hurts of this Stranger having been viſited by thoſe who ſerved <hi>Britomarus</hi> were not found dangerous, and it was by the loſs of blood only that he was enfeebled; they gave them the firſt dreſſing, and a little after they left the wounded man to that repoſe
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which was neceſſary for him, but before <hi>Tyridates</hi> parted out of the chamber he prayed him to lend him one of his Servants to ſend to the place where he had left his own, and to give them notice of the place and the condition wherein he was. He ſent only for two of his men to come to him, <hi>Tyridates</hi> having told him in few words, that he was obliged for divers im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portant reaſons to keep his abode ſecret.</p>
               <p>This Stranger ſeemed to be poſſeſſed with the ſame violent paſſion, and he diſcovered it by ſo many marks, that it was a hard matter for thoſe which were near him not to take great notice of it. Whileſt they were dreſſing of him, he beholding the Chirurgions with eyes wherein they beheld ſomething of fierce and terrible, ſaid to them, <q>Your remedies have ſome efficacy in relation to the wounds of the body, but thoſe of my ſoul are above your ſcience: And after that <hi>Tyridates</hi> was retired, thoſe which he had left in his cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber to ſerve him heard him ſigh every moment,</q> and uſe interrupted diſcourſes whereby the tranſport of his Soul die eaſily diſcover it ſelf: <q>Muſt it needs be, cruel wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man, muſt it needs be that thou ſhouldeſt eſcape my love and my vengeance, and that my love having oppoſed it ſelf againſt my vengeance, I ſhould loſe the hope both of the one and of the other by the rigour of my deſtiny? Ah pityleſs woman! <hi>purſued he a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle after,</hi> and more pityleſs a thouſand times than he whoſe cruelty thou haſt ſo much deteſted! how much are thy reſentments greater than mine! and how much more rigo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous doeſt thou puniſh intentions, than I would have puniſhed real offences! This blot, wherewith thou reproacheſt me, will quickly paſs from me upon thy ſelf; and thou art more hard and inſenſible of pitty, than that monſter of inhumanity, which thou canſt not look up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on but with horrour.</q>
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               <p>But if he tormented himſelf in this ſort, and teſtified by his diſcourſe that the wounds of his body were not the moſt painful that he felt, the amorous <hi>Coriolanus</hi> paſſed not his time more agreeable than he, and though by an extraordinary conſtancy he diſſembled, and ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dued two parts of his diſpleaſure, yet he ſuffered enough to ſoil any other courage but his own. He was then well enough cured of his hurts to get on horſeback, to take arms a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain, and to run the courſe which his paſſion called him to; but beſides that he was reſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved for ſome days to expect the return of <hi>Strato</hi> his faithful freed-man whom he had ſent for news; he had learned by a general report, that <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> after he had eſcaped a vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent tempeſt wherein he had loſt part of his veſſels, was landed at <hi>Peluſium,</hi> and was ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected at <hi>Alexandria</hi> where he was to arrive within a few days. He had given notice by <hi>Emilius</hi> of the place where he was, and the Maſter of the houſe whither <hi>Strato</hi> was to come, and the ſtay of this man, whoſe voyage by all likelyhoods needed not have been ſo long, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doubled his impatiences and diſputes: that night he was extraordinarily tormented, and the evils of his body having entirely given place to thoſe of his mind, he could hardly find ſome moments of interrupted ſleep.</p>
               <p>On the morrow, a little after he was ready, deſiring to find ſome comfort in the free en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertainment of his thoughts, he left <hi>Tyridates</hi> buſied in the officious care which he took for his gueſts, and went to ſeek ſolitude in the ſame place where <hi>Tyridates</hi> and he had walked the day before. It was a wood of high timber trees which extended it ſelf over the plain more than two hundred furlongs in circuit, and it was bordered upon by divers houſes of the inha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitants of <hi>Alexandria</hi> built upon the outſides of it. As it had ſometimes ſerved for the diver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſement of Kings, and did yet ſerve the <hi>Praetors</hi> of <hi>Egypt</hi> in that nature, it had divers large and fair ways, in which a walk was no leſs agreeable than in the allies compoſed with more artifice, and there were a great number of paths whereby one might retire into the moſt ſoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litary and wild parts of the woods. It was alſo embelliſhed with divers rivulets, which riſing from divers ſprings not far off, after their pleaſant winding amongſt the trees went to embo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſome themſelves in the Sea.</p>
               <p>In this ſolitary place <hi>Tyridates</hi> had often entertained the <hi>Idea</hi> of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> and in this place the ſaid <hi>Coriolanus</hi> entertained himſelf a long time in the remembrance of his ungrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> He quitted the greater ways for the private paths, and that part of the wood which was moſt ſhady and deſart, did beſt agree with the condition of his Spirit. In this ſad walk keeping his thoughts ſtrongly fixed upon his fortune, he found in all ſorts ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects a renewing of his diſpleaſures, and few things preſented themſelves to his view, which did not bring back to his memory ſome new ſubjects to conſider of the change of his for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune. By the ſight of thoſe great trees under which he walked, he was put in mind of the fair allies upon the bank of <hi>Tiber,</hi> wherein he had had ſuch ſweet converſations with <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and by this preſſing <hi>Idea</hi> which this conformity did preſently imprint in his mind, addreſſing himſelf to thoſe inſenſible objects: <hi>Under a ſhade like yours</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I have an<g ref="char:cmbAbbrStroke">̄</g> hundred times taſted the ſweetneſs which you cannot repreſent unto me without touching me ſenſibly; and under branches which like yours defended us from the beams of the</hi>
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                  <hi>Sun,</hi> Cleopatra <hi>often gave me aſſurances of that precious affection wherein I have eſtabliſhed my life. In thoſe places which for me were fortunate, ſhe had proteſted an hundred times that nothing was more dear to her than</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>and in thoſe places upon a bark like yours, ſhe hath permitted me divers times to engrave in her preſence the glorious marks of my happineſs: But O Gods!</hi> replyed he preſently to himſelf, <hi>how much leſs reſemblance bave you to thoſe fair places, the dear witneſſes of my felicity, than to the fatal wood of</hi> Syracuſe <hi>where I received the cruel ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tence of my death? Ah! 'tis of that without doubt, you repreſent me with the figure, and you want but little of bringing back to my ears the ſound of thoſe pitileſs words whereby I ſee my ſelf ſo un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juſtly condemned.</hi>
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               <p>This ſad accident of his, or rather this ſad part of his life, whereby that which re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mained was expoſed to ſuch cruel pains, imprinted it ſelf at that time ſo ſtrongly in his imagination, that it rendred it as much preſent to his thoughts, as if time and the ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cidents which had befallen him ſince had not removed it from him for one ſingle mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and all that which in ſome ſweet interval might have refreſhed him with ſome agreeable remembrance, was diſſipated by this laſt reflection, and left him almoſt in the ſame condition wherein he had appeared the laſt time before the eyes of his pityleſs Princeſs: <hi>Ah my remembrances,</hi> cryed he, after he had kept ſilence a while, <hi>ab remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brances of my fortune paſt! good reaſon is there that ye ſhould quit your place to the memory of my preſent miſeries, and ye would do well never to return into a mind wherein you can leave nothing but matters of eternal grief: that which ye have preſented to it is but a dream and a vapour; if ye have ſometimes made it ſee</hi> Cleopatra <hi>good, and</hi> Cleopatra <hi>affectionate, thoſe remembrances which have ſucceeded you, ſhew it now with more truth,</hi> Cleopatra <hi>with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out affection,</hi> Cleopatra <hi>incenſed, or</hi> Cleopatra <hi>changed: all the ſweetneſs and acknowledge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment ſhe had once for me is vaniſhed with the changing of her mind; and if I were once</hi> Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus <hi>more conſiderable to</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>than all ſhe could hope for from the ſupport and al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liance of</hi> Livia, <hi>I am now no better than a monſter of</hi> Africa, <hi>more odious and abominable to</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>than her moſt cruel enemies, or the vileſt perſons upon the earth. Return then no more, ye enemies of that ſhadow of falſe repoſe, wherewith my ſollitude hath flattered me, and permit your cruel companions to finiſh what they have begun, and can perform without your help.</hi>
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               <p>At this ſad conſideration he continued mute a while, ſearching with ſlow ſteps in the moſt obſcure places that which did beſt agree with the darkneſs of his ſpirit. From the reflection he had lately made, and did eternally make upon his misfortune, he paſſed to a ſearch of that which might be the cauſe of it, and after that he had examined his whole life even to his moſt ſecret thoughts, and finding nothing therein but innocence: <q>No <hi>Cleopatra ſaid he,</hi> the Gods are my witneſſes that I have not failed in any thing towards you, or if there be any thing of criminal in my life, I am and have been always ignorant of it: the Gods alone are offended at the reſentments I have had for you, and without doubt they juſtly puniſh me for having rendred you the adorations which are due to the Divini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties alone: nothing more pure, nothing more diſ-intereſſed, and nothing more paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſionate ever eſtabliſhed it ſelf in a ſoul, than the thoughts I have had for you, and I may truly ſwear, that by all the misfortunes of my life they have not been alter'd one moment: But why, <hi>added be, paſſing from this thought to another,</hi> why do I ſeek for juſtifications, if all things plead for my innocence, and if that poſſibly I be not ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſed in the judgement of <hi>Cleopatra?</hi> All my crime without doubt is, that I have ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared leſs amiable than <hi>Tyberius</hi> to the inconſtant <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that I have been declared the enemy of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and of the Roman Empire, and that I have ſeemed ill confirmed in the Throne whereunto I remounted by Arms, as by Arms my Father had fallen thence. My For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune alone hath committed all my offences, and the ungrateful <hi>Cleopatra</hi> remembers not how I have deſpiſed all for her, and how for her ſake I refuſed thoſe Crowns which a little after I recovered with the price of my blood, and have ſince loſt through her cruel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty only.</q>
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               <p>He ſtaid himſelf ſome moments upon this thought, but a little after he repented him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf of it: <q>Ah <hi>Cleopatra! replyed be upon himſelf,</hi> can I make this judgment of you with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out offending you, and ſince I have ſerved you, ought not I to have taken notice ſo far of your generous inclinations, as never to ſuſpect you of baſeneſs and diſloyalty? Ah! without doubt, you are not capable of it, and for this unfortunate, who complains of you, I have ſeen you refuſe advantages great enough to move me not to have this unwor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy belief of your courage. Whom ought I then to accuſe, and to whom ought <hi>I</hi> to impute my diſgrace? To whom, <hi>replyed he,</hi> but to <hi>Tyberius,</hi> to the cruel, cunning <hi>Tyberius?</hi> and it is he alone, it is he alone which by ſome trick of his diſſembling and perfidious ſpirit, hath ruined my Fortune, and thrown me headlong from the place whereunto by my love
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and ſervices I was mounted above him: It is to <hi>Tyberius</hi> that I ought to addreſs my ſelf; and it is of <hi>Tyberius</hi> that I ought to demand for my juſtification that life which I have ſo un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luckily left him: He ſhall give the remainder of it to the reparation of that repoſe which he hath ſo cruelly deprived me of, and to morrow, to morrow it ſelf (ſeeing my ſtrength per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mits, and I have no more wounds to retain me) I will go to ſeek out that tormentour of my days, and ſacrifice him before the eyes of that ambitious <hi>Livia,</hi> and that Tyrant which con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trary to juſtice, and his own word upholds him, and perſecutes me. If I muſt periſh in this deſign, as the appearances are very great that it muſt be ſo, in the ſad condition wherein we now are, we ſhall periſh without regret, and we ſhall loſe no more than life, the loſs whereof merits not at this time the leaſt reſentment of grief.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In theſe diſcourſes and thoughts, which took him up a part of the whole day, he enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged himſelf ſo into the wood by the private paths, that he loſt all knowledge of thoſe ways by which he ſhould return, and being arrived to one of the extremities of the wood, he ſaw it was bordered upon by a little meddow, which ſeparated it from another grove more ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dant, and in appearance more ſhady than that he had croſſed through. It was that which appeared to him more truly like the fatal wood of <hi>Syracuſe,</hi> whereof he made mention, and wherein he had the laſt ſight of <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> The thought he had of it drew ſighs from his breaſt, and looking upon it with an emotion, which had ſomething of extraordinary in it: <hi>If as thou haſt the reſemblance,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>of that cruel place, where I ſaw my ſelf condemned to ſo many deaths, ſo the Gods have given the ſame glory, and did permit thee to contain</hi> Cleopatra <hi>within the circuit. I ſhould reverence thee as a ſecret place, and I ſhould kiſs with Idolatry the graſs which her feet had preſſed:</hi> In ſaying theſe words, whether it were out of ſome curioſity which in his ſadneſs was not ordinary with him, or the little care he had of quitting his ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>litude to return to his company, but he croſſed the little meddow and entred into the grove: there he found the trees greater, the graſs feſher, and the ſhadow more delicious than in the wood which he had quitted; he ſaw there likewiſe divers allies artificially compoſed, and other beauties capable to retain him there longer than he was reſolved to ſtay. He ſought there, as he had done elſewhere, the moſt ſolitary places, and did nothing but croſs the allies which lay in his paſſage; and being arrived at a pleaſant ſtream which had its original in the wood, after he had walked a while by the ſide of it, a little wearineſs which his long walk had cauſed, made him take notice of the green bank that lay by the water ſide, with the deſign to repoſe himſelf there for ſome few moments.</p>
               <p>He let his languiſhing body fall upon the graſs, and after he had waſhed his mouth with a little water to quench his thirſt which began to trouble him, he leaned his head upon one of his hands, and beholding the clear water of the brook which ran along upon the gravel with an agreeable murmur: <hi>My fortune hath paſsed like you,</hi> ſaid he to them, <hi>and the ſwiftneſs of your courſe can be compared to nothing better than to that of my happineſs, which hath appeared and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>appeared in my ſoul, without leaving any thing but the cruel traces of its paſſage:</hi> As he uttered theſe words with divers ſighs, he lifted his eyes to Heaven with a very pitiful action, and a little after, laying his head at the foot of an old Oak, the ſad thoughts, to which he abandoned himſelf, laid him inſenſibly a ſleep, and whether it were through the pains of his walk, or his watching the night before, his eyes were cloſed with ſleep, which for ſome moments charmed his diſquiets.</p>
               <p>Whileſt he ſlept, two Ladies fair, though with ſome inequality, above all that ever the Heavens framed beautiful walking along by the ſtream lighted unawares upon him. She which was leaſt poſſeſſed with ſad thoughts, and who, though ſhe were very fair even to admiration, yet was inferiour in ſome reſpect to the beauty of her companion, did firſt perceive the Prince aſleep, and ſtopping her ſelf at this adventure: <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her companion, <hi>See, here lies a man in our paſſage, what ſhall we do: Let us take our walk elſewhere,</hi> replyed that divine creature, <hi>ſeeing that after the perils we have ſcarcely yet eſcaped, we ought to fear the worſt of all adventures: Our enemies,</hi> anſwered ſhe who had ſpoken firſt, <hi>are not in a condition to do us any great diſpleaſure, and our defenders are not far from us; this is that which makes me a little bold, and to tell you the truth of it, I received a few days ſince, ſo much ſatisfaction from an adventure like to this, that I ſhall hardly hinder my ſelf from looking upon this man a little more narrowly:</hi> With theſe words ſhe quitted her hand, and went ſome ſteps forward by chance on that ſide whither the Prince had turned his face: and ſhe no ſooner ſaw that ſweet majeſtical countenance, compoſed of all the moſt accompliſhed features that nature had ever framed in a perſon of his Sex, but ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mained exceedingly ſurpriſed; and out of a curioſity which the firſt view cauſed, ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaching a little nearer, ſhe contemplated more at eaſe, that which ſhe had but imper<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectly taken notice of at a farther diſtance. The Prince was pale and a little changed by the greatneſs of his diſpleaſure, but not ſo much but that the fair Lady which viewed him,
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found in his perſon great ſubjects of admiration. When ſhe was confirmed in her opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion by her attentive beholding of him, ſhe deſired to make her companion participate of the ſight, returning to her with marks of aſtoniſhment which appeared in her face: <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>either I ſhall have no credit with you, or at my intreaty you ſhall ſee the man by all appearances the moſt worthy to be looked upon in the whole world: Appearances,</hi> reply<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed this fair Lady with a ſigh, <hi>are moſt commonly deceitful, and it is not upon appearances that we ought to ground our judgment.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Speaking theſe words, ſhe ſuffered her ſelf to be led, though with ſome repugnance, within ſome few paces of the ſleeping Prince. She caſt her eyes upon his viſage, which on that ſide might be entirely ſeen, but ſhe had not viewed it many moments, but that there appeared in hers all the marks of a ſtrong aſtoniſhment, and maugre the change he had ſuffered, knowing him eaſily by the image which ſhe carried of him in her memory, at firſt ſhe remained mute and unmoveable, not being able better to expreſs her firſt apprehenſions than by ſilence and immobility: but a little after, having confirmed her ſelf in her knowledge, <hi>O Gods!</hi> cryed ſhe out, ſlepping back, <hi>O Gods! it is Coriolanus.</hi> She uttered theſe words with ſo high an ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent, that the Prince was awakened by them, and liſting up his head to look about him, the firſt object that preſented it ſelf to his view, was that of the two Ladies who had raiſed him from his ſleep. Their brightneſs cauſed in him ſuch a reſpect as made him riſe from his place, and his profound ſadneſs not being able to hinder him from caſting his eyes upon ſuch ſpark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling beauties, he had no ſooner fixed them upon the two faces, but that upon the faireſt of the two he perceived all the features of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Never was there aſtoniſhment like to that of the King of <hi>Mauritania</hi> in ſo unexpected an encounter, and if the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> (for it was ſhe indeed) was ſurpriſed at this adventure, <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> who probably had little cauſe to hope for it, was ſo touched therewith, that he could ſcarcely preſerve any remainders of knowledge in ſo ſtrong a ſurpriſe. He continued ſome time for action little different from the Oak againſt which he leaned, and like to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons under ſome charm, which ties up all the functions of the body and ſoul, whileſt that <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra</hi> between the arms of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> upon whom ſhe had caſt her ſelf, ſhewed all the ſigns of a confuſion like that of the Prince; and feeling her ſelf deprived of part of her ſtrength, ſhe face her down at the foot of a Tree, where by the aſſiſtance of the Princeſs, ſhe endeavoured to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover her ſelf.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> could no ſooner open his mouth, but that with a great cry he invoked the name of his Princeſs, and following his firſt emotions, he moved from the place where he was, to run whither his love called him, and go caſt himſelf at <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s feet: but at the ſame inſtant, his misfortune came again into his memory: he remembred that he was in diſgrace, that he was odious to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and that he was baniſhed from her ſight, and by this remembrance, the impetuoſity which ſeconded his deſires was moderated; and from this firſt heat, he fell into a coldneſs which kept him more confuſed and timorous than before. Many different thoughts preſented themſelves to his mind, but he found them all either difficult or dangerous, and in the uncertainty wherein he was, either to accoſt her whom he adored, or to flie from the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenſed <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he quaked and trembled with deſire and fear both at once. He armed himſelf at laſt with ſome reſolution, and believing that the Gods might have ſent him this adventure for his juſtification, and that he might put himſelf in danger to loſe it, either by his negligence or timorouſneſs, he adventured himſelf, and with a ſlow and uncertain pace he adventured to the place where <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſate. Yet he approached but within ſome paces of her, not believing himſelf in a condition of preſuming upon any greater liberty; and failing upon his knees with an action altogether ſuppliant, and conformable to the thoughts of veneration which he had for his Divine Princeſs, without daring to lift up his eyes upon that awful countenance, he be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to ſpeak with a trembling and aſſured voice. <q>It is not my deſign, Madam, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> it is fortune that preſents me to you, and I was too religious in the obedience which I owe to you, to ſeek occaſions of appearing before the eyes of my incenſed Princeſs: <hi>I</hi> had no longer languiſhed out this unfortunate life of mine, ſince <hi>I</hi> know that it is odious to you, if I had not believed that I ought to employ the miſerable remainders of it, which your change hath left me in my juſtification; and if by the inviolable fidelity which hath always enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged me to you, I had not been obliged to uſe all my endeavours to die in the teſtification of my innocence. I know not, Madam, whether I find you ſtill in the ſame eſtate wherein you were when this miſerable received his condemnation; and poſſible it is, that by the reflection you have made upon all the actions of my life, or by the goodneſs of the Gods which never abandon an oppreſſed innocence, you may have ſatisfied your ſelf that I have not merited thoſe miſeries to which you have condemned me. I ſpeak to you, Madam, as a criminal in your thoughts, and I had much rather ſubmit my ſelf to accuſations, againſt which my conſcience fortifies me, and againſt which the truth
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it ſelf will defend me, than to imagine that the change of my fortune proceeded only from the changing of your mind. I have received too great proofs of its conſtancy, to believe that it hath been capable of ſo cruel a revolution, and I ſhould conceive a thought, which without doubt, might offend you, if I ſhould judge that the fortune of <hi>Tyberius</hi> hath deſtroyed mine, and attribute that to inconſtancy, which without doubt, you have done for the reaſons to me unknown.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Prince had ſaid more to this purpoſe, if the Princeſs which till then had hearkned unto him without looking upon him, had not lifted up her eyes and interrupted him in part of his diſcourſe: <q>You have had reaſon, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> to make this judgement of me, and though you have been capable of a black infidelity, yet you have been ſufficiently aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſured that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had an heart too well ſetled for being ſuſpected of any ſuch thing, I ought not to have opened my mouth ſo much as to have ſpoken to you, and whether it be chance or deſign which preſents you again unto me, contrary to my expectation and deſire, I ſhould have fled from your firſt view, as from the ſight of my moſt cruel enemy; but that I may render you yet more black, and more criminal before the Gods, and before men, I will, as unworthy as you are, proteſt unto you once for all, that if by your ſhameful perfidiouſneſs you had not merited my hatred, and my diſdain, in ſtead of that affection which I have blindly given you, I ſhould have deſpiſed not only <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and all men beſides, but even the Empire of the Univerſe for you alone. If it be ſo, <hi>replyed Coriolanus,</hi> and that by the infidelity wherewith you reproach me, I have rendred my ſelf unworthy of that fortune, there is no death cruel enough for the puniſhment of my fault: neither will I flie from it, and you ſhall ſee me, Madam, to repair my crime in part, fall upon the point of my Sword without repugnance, and without any other re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentment of my death, than that I have merited it by my perfideouſneſs: But firſt Madam, I beſeech you by the memory of thoſe former goodneſſes, which by your accuſation, I have ſo unworthily abuſed, do me the favour to inform me what the crime is, which by your accuſation I have ſo unworthily abuſed, do me the favour to inform me what the crime is which renders me ſo black, and ſo odious. Heaven is my witneſs, that it is ſo far unknown to me, that I could never ſo much as imagine the leaſt ſubject of this re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proach, and it is but to learn this truth, that I linger out my unfortunate daies, and that I wander, ſince I have the liberty, into places where I may receive ſome knowledge of it. I will not repreſent unto you, to move you either with intereſt, or compaſſion, the condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion wherein I am for the love of you: It is a ſmall thing that for your ſake I have armed the powers which govern the earth againſt my ſelf: It is a ſmall thing, that having reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered for you only a very puiſſant Kingdom, I have loſt it again for want of ability to go and defend it in the condition wherein you had put me; and it is a ſmall thing to ſee me exiled, ſtript of all, a wanderer and vagabond in Countries which are all my Enemies, without ſupport, without retreat, and without Sanctuary againſt ſuch great adverſaries: Theſe evils are ſcarcely conſiderable for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and they are too light to ſet before her eyes, with any hope that ſhe will make any reflection upon them<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> but beſides the loſs of all that, I might have acquired either by my Sword, or by my Fortune, beſides the loſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> of my repoſe, together with the loſs of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> which expunges all the reſt out of my ſoul, to conclude my pitiful deſtiny with the loſs of my life, without having any know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge, without having any ſuſpicion of the cauſe of my fortunes, this is it, which poſſibly is worthy of your pity, and it is for this only that I will implore it, with a final proteſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion that I will draw no other advantage thence but this, to ſee my ſelf condemed with rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, by her whom at the laſt end of my life I neither can nor will accuſe of any injuſtice.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> as obdurate and pre-poſſeſſed as ſhe was with a cruel opinion, could not hear this diſcourſe of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> without manifeſting ſome marks of tenderneſs, and the roots of the only affection ſhe had had in her whole life, were ſtill too well fixed in her mind to leave her without pity, and without reſentment at the ſight of this deſpairing Prince, and the remembrance of thoſe things which he repreſented to her. Nevertheleſs, ſhe ſtrove againſt paſſions, and hardly retaining ſome tears which were ready to overflow her eye-lids: <q>Wherefore doeſt thou return, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> wherefore doeſt thou return, unfaithful Prince, to renew my ſorrows, and oppoſe thy ſelf to the repoſe, which reaſon poſſibly had re-eſtabliſhed in my mind? What intereſt haſt thou (after thou haſt ſo un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>worthily abandoned me) to act the paſſionate lover before me afreſh, and needleſly to require new marks of that weakneſs which hath precipitated me into thoſe diſquiets wherein I have paſſed but too much of my life for thy ſake, and to plead both innocence and ignorance of a crime, which thou haſt endeavoured to publiſh to all the world: As long thou wert faithfull to me, my acknowledgement and my affection could never be moved by any conſideration whatſoever, and I as well as thou have oppoſed and incenſed for thy
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ſake alone, thoſe ſoveraign powers, to whom the Gods having given an abſolute com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand over me. I had done more yet, if by thy black infidelity thou hadſt not too far diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penſed with me; and if fortune had replaced upon my head the Crowns which ſometimes were in the diſpoſing of <hi>Anthony,</hi> thou ſhouldeſt have ſeen me uſe them more generouſly, than thou haſt done that which the Gods had reſtored to thee whilſt thou wert innocent, and which they have made thee loſe, ſince that, by thy diſloyalty, thou haſt rendred thy ſelf unworthy of their protection. It is by their Juſtice alone that thou art ſtript of all, and exiled, wandring without retreat or place of ſafety; but though theſe miſeries are too light for thy crime, they witneſs for me that I have not contributed to them, and that I have had no more part in them, than I had in thoſe Kingdoms, which thou hadſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtined, and didſt offer with thy ſelf to more happy perſons. Do not reproach me then with evils which I have never been the cauſe of, and which I never ſo much as wiſhed thee: I am contented to accuſe thee of ingratitude and unworthineſs, and to manifeſt marks of ſorrow for thy ſhameful change, which poſſibly thou hadſt not deſerved, without wiſhing any greater puniſhment to thy treaſon, than my forgetfulneſs and diſdain.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>But at laſt, <hi>the tranſported Prince cryed out,</hi> ſhall I not know this treaſon, and ſhall I ſee my ſelf condemned, and condemned by a Judge whom I cannot call unjuſt, without having any knowledge of my crime? What, <hi>replyed the Princeſs,</hi> wilt thou ſtill, for a concluſion of thy perfidiouſneſs, deride her whom thou haſt ſo unwor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thily abandoned, and art thou not aſhamed, by a baſe and unprofitable diſſimulation, to make as if thou wert ignorant of a crime, which thou haſt manifeſted thy ſelf to the whole world, and which thou haſt endeavoured to conceal neither from my know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge, nor from the whole Roman Empire? <hi>Anſwered the Prince,</hi> if it be known to me, as without doubt it ought to be, if I have ſo publickly committed it, aggravate by your laſt reproaches, which you will heap upon me for it, the remorſe I ought to feel; and if not, to inform me of it, ſeeing I am not ignorant, yet to convince me before this fair Lady which hears us, let us underſtand from your mouth the treaſon which I have committed againſt you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artemiſa</hi> who heard this dialogue with wonderful attention and ſuſpenſe, and did fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> as much out of the eſteem and amity which his preſence might cauſe in all thoſe which ſaw him, as for the advantageous relation ſhe had heard made of him a thouſand times by her <hi>Alexander;</hi> at this laſt diſcourſe turning her ſelf towards <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> 
                  <q>Siſter, <hi>ſaid ſhe to her,</hi> this Prince demands ſo ſmall a matter, that, if he were yet more criminal than you repreſent him, you could not refuſe it him; and whether he makes himſelf igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rant, or is ſo really, you will do him but little favour, when you ſhall ſet before his eyes the offence he hath committed againſt you: Ah Siſter, <hi>replyed Cleopatra,</hi> though this man little deſerves any ſatisfaction how ſmall ſoever, and though you oblige me to a thing, to me painful and unprofitable, when you deſire that I ſhould inform him of that which he himſelf hath diſcovered to the whole world: yet I will do it to pleaſe you, and I would willingly make him bluſh, if it be poſſible, at the laſt reproaches I owe to his unworthineſs.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Princeſs was about to proceed, and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> hearkning to her with all the confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence his innocence could give him, expected from the end of this converſation either his death or his juſtification, when ſhe was interrupted by a great noiſe, which obliged the Princeſſes to ariſe affrighted from the place where they were. Their fear was not without reaſon, and they were hardly got up upon their feet, but they ſaw themſelves ſet upon by ten or twelve horſemen which were in ſearch of them, who having left a party of their Companions engaged in Combat againſt them from whom the Princeſſes might hope for ſuccour, had run over part of the wood to find them out. They had no ſooner diſcovered them, but that he which marched in the head of them cryed out with joy to his Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions, <hi>See here they are:</hi> and with theſe words having cauſed them to be environed on all ſides, he had no ſooner caſt his eyes a little nearer upon them, but that he knew, not only <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom he fought for, but the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa</hi> likewiſe: He appeared aſtoniſhed at this ſight, and recovering his ſpeech, after ſome moments of ſilence; <q>Ah my friends, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> how happy are we to day! Behold the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa;</hi> ſhe muſt accompany her whom we ſeek, and our fortune will be accompliſhed.</q> He had ſcarcely uttered theſe words, but four or five of his Companions alighted, and whilſt thoſe which remained on horſeback ſtopped the paſſage to hinder the flight of the two Princeſſes, they advanced towards them to take them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> who ſince the moment that he had been interrupted, had beheld their action without being aſtoniſhed: no ſooner ſaw theſe enemies approach <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> but he put himſelf before them and drawing his ſword, which at that time was all his arms, he
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Preſented himſelf in their defence: The number of his enemies and the advantage they had over him of horſe and arms was not capable to daunt him; but only caſting a look upon <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> 
                  <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> this accident hinders my juſtification, but the death I go to ſuffer for you without regret, will poſſibly juſtifie me in part. He had not ended theſe few words, but that one of theſe Barbarians had already ſeized upon the daughter of <hi>Anthony:</hi>
                  </q> but his boldneſs was fatal to him, and the valiant King of the <hi>Moors</hi> giving him a blow with his ſword upon the arm which he had advanced, ſeparated it from his body, and put him into a condition to do no more outrage to that he loved. After this blow, with an admirable readineſs, he fell upon another who held the Princeſs of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and finding free paſſage for the point of his ſword whither he directed it, he thruſt into the hilts. They which continued on horſeback having ſeen the ſudden fall of their companions, advanced to revenge them, and two amongſt them ſpurring on their horſes upon the valianteſt Defender of the two Princeſſes, had overthrown him with their ſhock, if he had not been ſheltered by a tree, againſt which he threw himſelf; from the foot whereof ſingling out one of the Barbarians in his paſſage, he reached him with the point of his ſword, where his Curiaſſe was defective, with ſo much ſucceſs, that he pierced him to the heart, and made the Barba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rian fall down dead to the ground.</p>
               <p>From this place <hi>Coriolanus</hi> by his admirable valour might have defended his life; but he heard the cries of the Princeſſes, and ſeeing them between the arms of divers men, he neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lected his own ſafety to run to their defence: <hi>Mars,</hi> the God of War himſelf could not have performed actions like to thoſe of this great Prince, and his deſpair redoubling his forces, made him paſs amongſt the Barbarians for a <hi>Daemon</hi> of valour, or a whirle-wind which mingling it ſelf amongſt them with unconceivable fury, preſented death unto them on all ſides where they would aſſail him. <q>O how might then incenſed <hi>Cleopatra</hi> have found in theſe miraculous actions, if ſhe had the liberty of taking notice of them, great occaſions to be appeaſed, and how well might ſhe have judged, that with ſo noble a courage infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delity could hardly find a place! She was already in the power of one of her enemies, when ſhe beheld his throat pierced by the ſword of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and was all covered with the bloud that he vomited out upon her, as he fell at her feet.</q> Preſently after this action the Prince was violently juſtled by divers horſes at the ſame time, and being near <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he was overthrown with her upon the graſs, though as he fell he raiſed up his arm to hold her: The Princeſs fell upon <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and her ſall fell out well for the Prince's ſafety, who without doubt had periſhed either by the ſwords of his enemies, or under the feet of the horſes, if they had not been affraid of killing the Princeſs with him, and if their Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mander had not cryed out unceſſantly to them to take an eſpecial care of her. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> got up again very readily, and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> making uſe of his left hand in that action, and holding his Sword in his right hand for his defence, had ſtill one knee upon the ground, when as he feeling himſelf preſſed upon by one of his enemies, who went to run his horſe over him behind, he turned himſelf half towards him, and with the edge of his ſword gave the horſe a back blow over the noſe, the horſe being hurt ſtood up on end, and his Maſter pulling the bridle too hard, pulled him backward upon himſelf with ſo rough a fall, that for a long time he was not in a condition to hurt <hi>Coriolanus.</hi> In the very ſame po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſture he thruſt his ſword into the belly of another horſe; but at the ſame time he could not hinder himſelf from being thrown to the ground the ſecond time; and one of his enemies on foot whom he took hold of as he fell, and drew along with him to the ground, falling upon him, endeavoured to draw his ſword from under him, to thruſt it into his throat, whilſt another turning about on horſe-back ſought ſome way to kill him, without hurting his companion. This was that which ſaved <hi>Coriolanus</hi> his life the ſecond time, and hold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him cloſely embraced who was upon him, he took from him all means of doing hurt, and covered himſelf with his body againſt the ſword of his companion. He was extreamly weary with the great pains he had taken, and under whom he lay was a man of extraor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinary ſize and ſtrength; but that did not hinder, but that, after a long diſpute, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> brake his Enemies ſword, juſt as he had almoſt diſengaged it from under him, and thruſt him twice into the body with the Truncheon of it. The Barbarian wrung him with the rage of a dying Enemy, and <hi>Coriolanus</hi> thruſting him with a ſtrong arm, eaſily turned him over on the other ſide.</p>
               <p>After this action he had need of all his diligence to get up, and which was on horſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>back, putting towards him, when he ſaw him no longer covered by his companion, was likely without doubt to trample him under foot, if the Prince as he aroſe, had not preſented the point of his ſword to the Horſes eyes, who being afraid of it, durſt come no neerer, though his Maſter ſpurred him on. When the Prince was quite got up upon his feet, the Barba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rian
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which ſaw him victor over ſo many Enemies, and took him for ſomething more than an humane Creature, had not the outrage to expect him, but put on his horſe at full ſpeed, following the tracks of his companions, which retired with the Princeſs they had taken away.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſaw himſelf then without Enemies, but he had no longer the ſight of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> or at leaſt he had but a glimpſe of her afar off between the arms of her raviſhers, and he perceived with unſpeakable regret that ſo many actions of valour that he had lately per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed, had only ſerved for the ſafety of his own life, and not for the defence of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> He ſighed at it with grief and rage, but he did not long amuſe himſelf in complaints, and ſeeing himſelf by a prodigious felicity eſcaped from ſo great a combat without wounds, he reſolved to purſue after her, without expecting any longer ſuccours; but becauſe being on foot, and without arms, he was not in a condition to make any great haſte, nor give her any great aſſiſtance, he was minded to put on the arms of one of thoſe he had ſlain, and to accommodate himſelf with one of the horſes which after their Maſters death were grazing in the Wood at liberty. He went to one of the Barbarians, who was of a ſize little diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent from his own, and deſpoyling him of his arms, he began to arm himſelf with them with all poſſible ſpeed.</p>
               <p>He had juſt done faſtning the leathers of his Head-piece, and caſt his eyes about him to chooſe, amongſt three or four horſes which he ſaw without Maſters, that which was moſt proper for his deſign, when he ſaw coming towards him at full ſpeed ſix horſemen armed <hi>Cap<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>a pe,</hi> that way which the Princeſſes came. Their approach did not one jot diſmay him, and in the grief he then felt, all danger whatſoever was uncapable of terrifying him. Theſe men after they had beheld the dead bodies, and the marks of the combat which he had performed, they drew near the Prince, and one of them coming forwarder than the reſt, asked him news of the the two Princes: <q>If you are of the company of their raviſhers, <hi>ſaid the Princeſs unto him,</hi> finiſh that which your companions have begun againſt me: and if you ſeek them to ſuccour them, behold the way, ſaid he to them, pointing towards the Sea-coaſt, which thoſe cruel wretches carry them, and whither I am about to follow you.</q> In another condition and at other time theſe men would not have quitted the Prince without longer diſcourſe, and without informing themſelves more fully of divers things capable to cauſe their aſtoniſhment and their curioſity; but the impatience which ſpurred them on gave them no leiſure; and he had no ſooner ſhewed them the way that the Princes were carried, but that without hearing more, they put on their horſes upon the track which yet appeared freſh, and before that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> could catch one of the horſes that were feeding, they were quite got out of ſight.</p>
               <p>Being mounted at laſt upon a ſtrong bodied horſe, which he believed to be in a condition to do him ſervice, away he went with all the ſpeed he could poſſibly make, and followed amongſt the trees the track of the Barbarians, which carried away with them hishopes, and all his life. A throng of redoubled ſighs proceeded from his breaſt, and imputing his bad for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune ſometimes to himſelf he found himſelf in a more violent agitation, and a thouſand times more cruel combat, than that he had lately finiſhed. He made reflection, as much as the ſwift<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of his courſe would give him leave to do, upon the ſtrange adventure of this day; and not know whereat he ſhould be more aſtoniſhed either the meeting or the loſs of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he found a double occaſion to deſire death, both in the perſeverance of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to hate him, and in the carrying away of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> to which he believed himſelf to have contributed, by the feebleneſs, which as he thought, he had ſhewed in her defence. The great and prodi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gious efforts which he had made uſe of in this occaſion, ſeemed unto him unworthy of his ordinary valour, and looking upon himſelf with disdain, <q>Ah my hand! <hi>ſaid he,</hi> ah my ſtrength! in what neceſſity have ye baſely abandoned me, and in what occaſion could ye have been more neceſſary than in the defence of <hi>Cleopatra!</hi> ye have ſeconded my courage with ſucceſs; when I have fought for the intereſts of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and when I have employed you for the recovery of a Crown; and you diſgrace your ſelves and quit me when the conſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation of my Princeſs is conſerned! Ah ye Gods, which vouchſafe no pity to the miſeries of my life, by what crimes could I poſſibly draw your eternal wrath upon my head? was it not enough for the unfortunate <hi>Coriolanus</hi> to be expoſed to the hatred and diſdain of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> but that he muſt have alſo the diſpleaſure to ſee <hi>Cleopatra</hi> between the arms of thoſe inhumane raviſhers, which poſſibly may rob him of her ſight for ever.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He continued ſome moments in judging, wherein he was moſt unhappy, whether in his diſgrace, or in the carrying away of <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> but after he had reaſoned with himſelf a while: <q>Ah! <hi>ſaid he,</hi> let us make no judgment upon it, we are unfortunate in the ſame de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gree, both in the one and the other, and the misfortune of being hated and diſdained by <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> could not have been equalized but by the loſs of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> Alas! <hi>added he, in purſuance of a thought which ſucceeded the former,</hi> but for this misfortune, I had poſſibly
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been upon the point to give a ceſſation to the former: when theſe Barbarians interrupted us, I was about to have learned of my Princeſs the crime whereof I am accuſed, and no doubt but in the evidences of my innocencé which ſhe would have diſcovered, I ſhould have found my juſtication. But Fortune, that Enemy of mine, which without pity hath declared her ſelf for my ruine, could not diſſemble in this accident, and it was not from her that I ought to expect this favour, ſeeing it is by her means that I loſe all, and by her it is that I ſee my ſelf expoſed to eternal miſeries. She did not preſent <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to me, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trary to my expectation, but to redouble my misfortunes by this laſt aſſurance of her in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dignation, and to ruine me utterly with the regret of ſeeing that which I adore, totally changed as ſhe is, and as to me inſenſible, fallen into the power of thoſe Monſters, which have raviſhed her from my eyes: Let us follow nevertheleſs, <hi>added he,</hi> let us follow that we love even to the utmoſt end of our life, and let us render the ſuccours we owe without any conſideration: <hi>Cleopatra</hi> is poſſibly no more loſt to us in the arms of her raviſhers, than ſhe will be in the embraces of <hi>Tyberius,</hi> or of ſome other rival to whom ſhe may have deſtined her ſelf; and we ſhall reap no advantage to our ſelves, by the ſuccour which we give her, if it pleaſe the Gods that we be ſo happy as to give her any; and yet we ought to employ our ſelves in her ſervice even to the laſt drop of our bloud: and though we ſhould take her out of the hands of our raviſhers only to put her into the hands of <hi>Tyberius,</hi> we muſt cloſe our eyes to our own intereſt, blindly to involve our ſelves in hers, and leaving her all the remorſe which her change may cauſe in her, die in the glory and ſatisfaction of having done our duty even to the end of our life.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In theſe diſcourſes, and theſe thoughts which accompanied his courſe, the afflicted Prince traverſed all the Wood, and came to the Sea-ſhore, where, by a misfortune like to that of <hi>Caeſario</hi> ſome dayes before, he loſt all track of the horſes, which till then he had exactly followed. He continued in this place unreſolved, looking about him on every ſide, and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſidering upon the choice of the way he was to take; and he was in this condition, when a <hi>Cavalier</hi> clad in rich and ſtately armour, and gallantly mounted, paſſing ſome paces from him, made a ſtop to take a view of him; <hi>Coriolanus</hi> to refreſh himſelf from the heat which he had endured, had his beaver up, and his face was almoſt entirely diſcovered; this was that which ſtayed the Unknown, who preſently knew the lineaments which he had engra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved in his memory, and whilſt that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> marched by the Sea-coſt, but much more ſlowly than he had done till then, out of the uncertainty he was in which way to take, the Unknown marched ſeven or eight paces from him by his ſide, having his eyes ſtill fixed upon his viſage, and marking in his action a great deal of uncertainty and irreſolution.</p>
               <p>The King of <hi>Mauritania</hi> being attentive only to the purſuit of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſcarcely took any heed of him, and when he did perceive him, he took him for one of thoſe, which he had ſeen a little before go in purſuit of the raviſhers. In this thought and others wherein he was too profoundly engaged, he followed the way he had taken, without ſpeaking to him, and they paſſed ſome furlongs together in this condition; till the Prince lifting up his head, and ſeeing this man ſtill by his ſide with all the appearances of a perſon that had to me deſign againſt him, he began likewiſe to view him with ſome attention, and was about to ask him what he was, and to what intent he followed him, when the Unknown preventing him, and break<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſilence firſt, which till then he had kept: <q>Ah! I have conſidered too much, <hi>cryed he,</hi> I muſt die;</q> or be the death of this perfidious, whom I have fought ſo long: Speaking theſe words he drew his ſword, and oppoſing the Prince in his paſſage: <hi>Defend thy ſelf, Son of</hi> Juba <hi>ſaid he to him, I muſt give death or receive it,</hi> The <hi>Mauritanian</hi> Prince who was not natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rally over-patient, and who had at that time his humour exaſperated by his diſcontent, eaſily diſpoſed himſelf to the Combat; and he would with all his heart have made the efforts of his choler to have fallen upon the firſt object that preſented it ſelf, if he had not found it an obſtacle to the ſpeedineſs of his purſuit. This hindrance did ſomewhat abate the firſt mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of his anger, and looking upon the man which ſtood before him with his ſword ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vanced: <hi>And what art thou,</hi> ſaid he to him, as he was putting down the Beaver of his Hel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>met, and laying his hand upon his Sword, <q>Thou which demandeſt the Combat of me at a time wherein my ſtay is worſe than the death thou threatneſt me withall? <hi>I am, replyed the Unknown,</hi> the greateſt of thy Enemies; that's enough to oblige thee to fight: Yes, 'tis enough, <hi>anſwered the furious Coriolanus,</hi> and it may be too much for thy life.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Speaking theſe words he drew that famous Sword, upon which Victory had attended in ſo many Combats, and clapping ſpurs to his horſe, which he found very good and proper for his purpoſe, he threw himſelf upon his Enemy, who let fly at him with the like impe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuoſity. Their Shields ſuſtained the firſt blows, but if they fell without any other effect, they made the two Warriors know at leaſt mutually the force of the arms that gave them: they gave one another divers others at the ſame time with the ſame ſucceſs, and if the
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Unknown found nothing new in the valour of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> whereof he had ſeen ſufficient proof, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> found that in the courage of his Enemy, which he had never met with but in the Combat which he had ſome few dayes before with the Valiant <hi>Britomarus.</hi> Their choler on either ſide quickly appeared in their mutual precipitation, and if the Unknown was animated by a violent paſſion, the cruel obſtacle which he brought to the ſuccours of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> quickly made the reſentment of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> mount to a degree which rendred it little different from his. They employed on both ſides more force than art in their Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bat, and yet neither of them forgot any thing which might conduce to the Victory: Their blind fury without doubt was advantageous for them, and if it had permitted them to ſearch the defect of their Arms, they would have drawn bloud each of other in divers places, whereas beſtowing their blows without choice and judgement, they fought a long time without any hurt.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whom this delay put into deſpair, and who well perceived that the ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs of this Combat would not be ſo ſpeedy as he did imagine, preferring the ſuccour of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> before all other conſiderations, and the repugnance he had in himſelf againſt the action which he was about to do, retired ſome few ſteps, and making a ſign to his Enemy that had ſomething to ſay to him: <q>Though thou ſhouldeſt be <hi>Tiberius, ſaid he,</hi> (for thou canſt be no other than <hi>Tiberius,</hi> if thou art the greateſt of my Enemies, and it is only to be thy death that I have preſerved my life) permit that our Combat may ceaſe for one hour, and join thy ſelf with me in a buſineſs, wherein poſſibly thou art no leſs intereſſed, than my ſelf: Afterwards we will finiſh our quarrel, and thou art not ignorant, that no peace can be eſtabliſhed between us but by the death of one of us. <hi>Tiberius, replyed the Unknown,</hi> is not more thine Enemy, than my ſelf, and all the reaſon he had to attempt thy life, is now centred in my ſelf, and ſince it is for this deſign only that I have ſought thee through the whole World, our Combat cannot end but with the life of one of us. Ah! it ſhall be with thine then, <hi>anſwered the enraged Prince,</hi> and it is by this uncivil refuſal, that, maugre thy baſe diſſimulation, I know thee to be <hi>Tiberius.</hi>
                  </q> Theſe words were ſcarcely ended, but they fell one upon the other afreſh like two Lions, and the <hi>Mauritanian</hi> Prince being out of patience with the length of the Combat, ſpurring up his horſe to the ſide of his Enemy, and having avoided the point of his ſword which was preſented at him, he ſeized upon his body with ſuch force, that by all his ſtrength he could not diſ-engage himſelf from between his arms: and though <hi>Coriolanus</hi> his horſe had received the blow which was aimed at his Maſter, which wounded him mortally in the neck, the bounds he made through the pain of his wound, could not hinder but that the King of the <hi>Moors</hi> pulled his Enemy out of the Saddle, juſt as he was conſtrained to quit his own, for fear his horſe ſhould fall upon him, whom he perceived to fall between his legs. They fell both to the ground, and their fall was ſo boiſterous, that it amazed them both, and made them let go their hold, they got up again with great ſpeed, and prepared to finiſh their combat on foot; but the Unknown found himſelf troubled with his Caſque, the leathers whereof were broken by the fall, and by a weighty blow he received being turned upon his head, did hinder his ſight more than it ſerved for his defence, therefore ſtepping back a little, he pulled it off himſelf, and left his face uncovered and his head diſarmed.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> maugre the heat that animated him, had no ſooner caſt his eyes upon the vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſage of his Enemy, but in ſtead of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> or ſome other moſt odious perſon that he ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected to ſee, he beheld with an unparalell'd amazement his dear and well beloved <hi>Marcellus.</hi> In the whole courſe of his life he had never lighted upon any adventure which ſurprized him like this, and when he ſaw that his Enemy which had appeared ſo eager, and full of animoſity to deſtroy him, was next to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> the deareſt perſon to him in the World, and that friend upon whom he had founded his laſt hopes, his grief ſailed but a little of exe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuting that, which the arms of ſo many Enemies could not do in that dayes action. The firſt teſtimony he gave of it was by a loud exclamation; <q>Ah <hi>Marcellus, cryed he,</hi> ah my Brother is it you! Yea, perfidious Man, <hi>replyed Marcellus,</hi> it is <hi>Marcellus,</hi> but no longer thy Brother, or thy friend; and that <hi>Tyberius,</hi> for whom thou haſt taken him was never more thy Enemy, than <hi>Marcellus</hi> is: O Gods! <hi>cryed the Prince with a very ſad and pitiful geſture,</hi> and do you likewiſe <hi>Marcellus,</hi> do you abandon me, and after the loſs of my Kindom, and the loſs of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> doth this <hi>Marcellus</hi> a thouſand times more dear to my ſoul than my own ſelf, this <hi>Marcellus</hi> from whom I expected my laſt refuges, and my only comfort, not only aban<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don me with my fortune, but aſſault my honour and my life more cruelly than ever <hi>Tyberius</hi> did? Ah pierce then, <hi>continued he, caſting his ſword upon the ground,</hi> pierce, cruel and inconſtant Friend, this heart which I preſent thee, this heart which thou accuſeſt of treaſon and unworthineſs, and this heart which yet was never capable of a change like yours. May it pleaſe the Gods that I may never defend againſt thee the life which is ſo
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precious to thee, and if it create any impediment to thy intentions, let us ſacrifice it a thouſand times rather than ſuffer that it ſhould any more croſs the deſigns of my ungrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful Friend. I had not preſerved it, after the loſs of all that the Gods and fortune had given me, but that I believed that the amity of <hi>Marcellus</hi> was ſtill left me. But ſince that beſides the loſs of all other things that I could call good, I am deprived of the amity of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who contrary to his promiſe eſpouſes the quarrel of his Uncle my enemy and my perſecutor, and that poſſibly by my death ſeeks to regain <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom he had ſo generouſly beſtowed upon me, let us offer up our life either to his repoſe or to his for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, and let us diſpute nothing with him, to whoſe benefits all was ſometimes due, and to whom, in memory of them, we can refuſe nothing: Though I am ignorant of all other crimes, I cannot be ignorant of this, wherewith my conſcience reproaches me, that I have lifted up my ſword againſt thee, and my friendſhip which is not altered by the attempts which thou haſt made againſt my life, though thou knew'ſt me, will never pardon me thoſe which I made againſt thine, though I knew thee not.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Whilſt <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſpake in this manner, <hi>Marcellus</hi> who had ſtay'd himſelf after he had ſeen him caſt away his ſword, looking upon him with an hundred different motions, which were remarkable in the changing of his countenance; but his ſoul being pre-poſſeſſed with an opinion, which made all the diſcourſes of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> to paſs for falſe and full of artifice, they did not work that effect upon his ſpirit, which according to the excellency of his nature they ſhould have done, and after he had hearkned to him with impatience enough, taking the word with an action altogether paſſionate: <q>Ah unworthy and unfaithful Friend, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> to what end doth this diſſimulation ſerve thee? haſt thou found any thing in this encounter which thou didſt not expect, and canſt thou hope for any re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mainders of friendſhip in the ſoul of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> after thy ungrateful and unworthy uſage of him? and hath he made it appear in the affairs thou haſt had with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> that his intereſts were more dear to him than thine, and could he have any thought of depriving thee of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> after he had done all that he had done to make her thine? No, <hi>Corio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lanus,</hi> never ſeek farther for an artificial diſguiſement of a perfidiouſneſs which thou wouldſt not have concealed from any man: Retake rather that ſword which thy remorſe, and not the remainders of thy friendſhip, hath made thee quit, and if it be not to defend a life which was more dear to me than my own, let it be to make him periſh, who, as long as he lives, will juſtly reproach thee with thy infidelity. But tell me, <hi>ſaid Coriola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus interrupting him,</hi> Tell me in the name of the Gods, what infidelity is that which I have committed againſt <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and againſt my ſelf? What is the crime for which I wander up and down as a vagabond, and expoſed to all manner of misfortunes, without having received any knowledge of it? and what have I done, that could make thoſe per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons for whoſe ſake only I live, to become my moſt cruel and implacable enemies? I deſire, <hi>O Marcellus,</hi> either this favour of thee or my death, and in ſtead of that reſiſtance which thou deſireſt of me, that thou mayeſt give me the more honourable death, I will caſt away not only my ſword, but theſe arms too, which oppoſe the paſſage of thine.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The reſentment, and the natural goodneſs of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> made at that time a combat in his Spirit, which <hi>Coriolanus</hi> might take notice of by ſome tears which trickled from his eyes, and all the indignation that tranſported him could not hinder him from ſeeing in the viſage of his Enemy, the reſemblance of that perſon whom he had moſt dearly loved in the World. Yet he oppoſed himſelf to theſe motions as much as poſſibly he could, and behold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him with eyes, wherein, through his choler and deſpite, ſomething of tenderneſs and compaſſion might be diſcerned: <q>Go unworthy Man, <hi>ſaid he to him, the Gods ſhall puniſh thee for me,</hi> and ſeeing it is not for the hand of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who unfortunately was thy friend, that the vengeance of thy crimes is reſerzed, Heaven, which begins to puniſh thee with evils which I never wiſh thee, will beſtow upon thy infidelity better than I can do, the pains that are due unto it:</q> With theſe words, without looking any more upon <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> he ran to his horſe which was not far diſtant from him, and getting upon him with admirable readineſs, he put him to full ſpeed, and in a few moments diſappeared from the eyes of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Prince remained ſo confounded and ſo afflicted both together at this laſt accident, that he could find no means to ſerve himſelf of that great courage, from which in the miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes of his life he had received ſo great aſſiſtances, and repaſſing his memory in a mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment over the deplorable condition of his life, and thoſe things which had happened unto him that day, from the aſtoniſhment which theſe ſtrange events produced in him, he fell into a paſſion of grief that all his conſtancy was not able to ſupport. Beſides that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenſed or changed, and raviſhed from his eyes by her barbarous Enemies, he found <hi>Marcellus,</hi> in whoſe amity alone he had founded his laſt hope, more changed than <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and
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as much his Enemy as <hi>Tiberius</hi> could be. He could not make this reflection without aban<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doning himſelf to grief, and breaking ſilence wherein his aſtoniſhment had kept him a long time: Ah cryed he! <q>This is it to diſpute too much againſt the deſtinies, there is a neceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſity of dying, ſince our life is odious to all the perſons we love, and the earth which might furniſh me with places of refuge from the powers of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> hath none for me againſt the hatred of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and the enmity of <hi>Marcellus.</hi> I muſt content this pitileſs Fortune, which after it had raiſed me enemies which I might have reſiſted by force and valour, arms Enemies to my utter ruine, againſt which my courage and my valour are not capable to defend me; I owe my blood to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to repair that offence, whatſoever it may be, which I have committed againſt her: I owe my bloud to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> to waſh away that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidelity wherewith he reproaches me, and I ſhall give it unto them both without regret, if by my death I may juſtifie my life, and teſtifie unto them by my end, that I never had a ſoul capable of ingratitude and treaſon.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He took up then, full of a deadly reſolution, the ſword which he had caſt upon the ground, and in the tranſport which then poſſeſſed him, he had poſſibly executed ſome hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rid thing againſt himſelf, if he had not called to mind at the ſame time that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was the prey of Barbarians, amongſt whom her Honour and her Life were in hazard, and that he owed her his aſſiſtance even to the extremity of his life. This remembrance ſtay'd the effects of his deſpair, and fixing all his thoughts in an inſtant upon the aſſiſtances which he he owed to this Princeſs: <q>Stay <hi>Marcellus, ſaid he,</hi> I will acquit my ſelf towards thee, when I ſhall have acquitted my ſelf towards <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> I have no leſs a quarrel with her than with thee, and beſides the reparations which I owe to the infidelity wherewith ſhe reproaches me as well as thou, I am obliged, in the condition wherein I have ſeen her, to ſuccour her to the laſt of that bloud which thou demandeſt of me.</q> At theſe words, ſheathing his Sword, he dreamed of nothing more than to puſue after the raviſhers of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> but by a redoubled misfortune he found himſelf on foot, and caſting his eyes upon his horſe, he ſaw him a few paces off, approaching near his end upon the ground where he had poured out all his bloud. This ſurcharge of diſpleaſure awakened in him new thoughts of deſpair, and hardly could he vanquiſh them by the laſt reſolution he had taken: <hi>Ah cruel Heaven! cryed he,</hi> being tranſported beyond his ordinary moderation, by the violence of his grief, <q>O de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinies without pity! are ye not ſatisfied? have ye any affliction left to throw upon this infortunate, whom ye take for the mark of all your cruelties? Ah too cruel <hi>Marcellus,</hi> how ſharply doſt thou revenge the offence wherewith thou reproacheſt me, in depriving me of the means to ſuccour <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> or to go and ſeek my death in the occaſions of ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving her!</q> Then he turned his eyes on every ſide, uncertain what to do; he was alone on foot, covered with heavie arms, ignorant of the way that his Enemies had taken; and for his laſt hindrance, the day was ſhutting in, and darkneſs began to ſpread it ſelf over the Earth. The Prince, after he had ruminated a while, believed at laſt, that the ſhorteſt and ſureſt way for his deſign was to return to <hi>Tyridates</hi> his houſe, which according to his judgement could not be far from that place, where he might find horſes and other arms, and men to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>company him in his purſuit. After he had taken this reſolution, he returned himſelf that way which he believed was the ſhorteſt to bring him to the houſe.</p>
               <p>Since his departure thence, <hi>Tyridates</hi> and his two gueſts had paſſed the day there in leſs violent employments than his, although they were tormented with the ſame paſſions, and the courteous Prince of the <hi>Parthians</hi> had ſpent the better part of it in the entertainment of the two wounded ſtrangers. He had endeavoured upon this deſign to vanquiſh the redou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>blings of his ſadneſs which had ſeized upon him by reaſon of ſome evil paſſages, and fearful dreams, which had perſecuted him all the night, and ſtriving to diſſemble in part the effects which they had produced in his mind, he had rendred his firſt viſit to the valiant <hi>Britomarus,</hi> whom for his admirable qualities he reſpected, and cauſed to be ſerved with extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary conſiderations: he had without doubt engaged him in the purſuance of his hiſtory according to his promiſe, if the King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> whom he would not deprive of his part of this ſatisfaction had been preſent, and if he had not feared to create him the trouble of making the relation twice; yet he put him in mind of it, that he might be prepared at the Princes return, and after he had entertained ſome time with him, he paſſed into the Chamber, who came at laſt: he found him in a good condition as to his health, and his hurts were neither great nor dangerous; but his ſoul ſuffered cruel inquietudes which were remarkable in his diſcourſe and in his countenance. His two men, which he had ſent to ſeek for, were come, of whom he retained one only to ſerve him, and had ſent away the other with Commiſſions which he had given him: Upon the hopes he made him have of the ſucceſs of his enjoyment, he had repoſed himſelf a little, and he was newly awaked from a ſhort ſleep when <hi>Tyridates</hi> entred his Chamber: That which they had learned each
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of other concerning their Birth, obliged them to treat each other with reſpect, and <hi>Tiridates</hi> being approached near the bed of the Unknown, enquired of him concerning his health with all manner of civility and ſweetneſs. The Unknown, as fierce as he was of his own nature, could not look upon the continuation of <hi>Tyridates</hi> his bounties, whom he know to be a Prince, without teſtifying to him ſome acknowledgment of them: and when he was ſate down by his bed-ſide, <q>I am in a pretty good condition, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> in reſpect of thoſe evils whereof by your officious cares I may receive remedy: but as for them which depend upon the Gods or Fortune, I find my ſelf far enough from the cure of them: I would, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed Tyridates,</hi> it lay in my power to yield as much eaſe to the diſquiets of your mind, as you have received in relation to your bodily hurts, and I would ſpare nothing that ſhould be in my power, for the ſervice of a perſon, whom I judge by many marks to be of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> very ſublime condition. My Birth and Rank are great enough, <hi>replyed the Unknown,</hi> and if I knew to whom I ſpake, and from whom I have received ſo great aſſiſtance, after you have laid the obligation upon me, I ſhall make no difficulty to give you a perfect knowledge of it. I know you are are a <hi>Prince, continued he, taking Tyridates by the hand,</hi> but I am ignorant both of your name and the blood whereof you are deſcended; and you will add not a little to the good offices you render me, if by informing me plainly to whom I am reduable, you will give me the means to open my heart unto you, and to acquaint you not only with my name and birth, but alſo with the adventures, which put me into a condition of having need of your ſuccour.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> had no deſign to diſcover himſelf to this Unknown, and the cruel intentions of his Brother, were reaſons great enough for him to conceal himſelf, but, in the condition where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>unto he was reduced, his life was little valued by him, and in reſpect of any thing that had been more important to him, he hardly could have denyed that which the Unknown earneſtly requeſted. He continued ſome time without replying, and then of a ſudden fixing his eyes upon his face: <q>There are but few Perſons, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to whom I would make my ſelf known, if I were in love with my life; but I have too much regard to your deſire, and too much deſire my ſelf to obtain the ſame thing of you, not to grant you that which you demand of me: my name is <hi>Tyridates,</hi> I am Son of the unfortunate <hi>Orodes</hi> King of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and Brother to the cruel <hi>Phraates,</hi> who at this time weilds the Scepter of that great Monarchy.</q> The Unknown at theſe words looking upon <hi>Tyridates</hi> with greater attention than before, and with ſome marks of aſtoniſhment: <q>What, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> are you the Prince <hi>Tyridates,</hi> Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to <hi>Phraates,</hi> he who being perſecuted and purſued by that cruel Brother, hath ſought for refuge in all the Courts of <hi>Aſia? I</hi> am the very ſame, <hi>replyed Tyridates,</hi> he which hath wandred theſe twelve years to beg retreating places, and the ſame, <hi>ended he with a ſigh,</hi> to whom the cruelty of his Brother hath created but the leaſt of his misfortunes. Is it poſſible, <hi>replyed the Unknown,</hi> that you being <hi>Tyridates,</hi> ſhould not mark ſome features in a face, which was once familiar unto you, and that years ſhould make ſuch a change in yours as ſhould hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der me from remembring it? Certain it is, <hi>replyed Tyridates,</hi> that <hi>I</hi> find ſomething in the tone of your voice, rather than in your viſage, that is not altogether ſtrange to me: It ſhould not be, <hi>anſwered the Unknown,</hi> neither will it be ſo, when you ſhall remember, that we paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed together the beginnings of your exile, and that it was in the Court of the King of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia</hi> my Father, where you took your firſt retreat; you are then, <hi>added Tyridates,</hi> the Son of <hi>Artibaſus</hi> King of <hi>Armenia: I</hi> am, <hi>replyed the Unknown, Artaxus</hi> his eldeſt Son, and the ſucceſſor of his Crown.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At this knowledge of the King of <hi>Armenia, Tyridates</hi> riſing from his Chair, to conſider him a little nearer, and remembring by little and little the ancient Ideas which time had blot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted out of his memory: <q>Ah Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> what Fortune have <hi>I</hi> to have given you this poor retreat, in exchange of that which <hi>I</hi> found in your houſe? and how <hi>I</hi> am obliged to my Fortune ſince ſhe hath given me-occaſion to render ſome ſervice to a King with whom in our youth <hi>I</hi> had framed ſo dear acquaintance: It is a great comfort to me, <hi>added the Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menian, affectionately embracing him,</hi> and <hi>I</hi> ſhall now with an entire confidence acquaint you with the particulars of my life, and the ſecret of my affairs which have brought me hither, and retain me here in this Country.</q> From theſe words they paſſed to an entertainment full of civility and mutual offers, wherein the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> obliged <hi>Tyridates</hi> to give him a relation of his tranſactions, which he did, without ſpeaking of his love, which was the moſt important thing of his life, and when <hi>Artaxus</hi> was ſatisfied in what he deſired to know of him. <q>It is juſt, <hi>ſaid he, I</hi> ſhould make you a recital of thoſe things which obliged me to quit my Kingdom, to paſs unknown into ſtrange Countries: <hi>I</hi> will do it, after a ſhort re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>capitulation of my life, and though by ſome things which too juſt a reſentment hath made me do, poſſibly <hi>I</hi> expoſe my ſelf to ſome reproach from a ſpirit whoſe inclinations have been all to ſweetneſs, yet <hi>I</hi> will paſs over this difficulty, to declare my ſelf wholly to you, and <hi>I</hi> will acquaint you with the pure truth without diſguiſe or artifice.</q>
               </p>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="402" facs="tcp:62615:206"/>
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of</hi> ARTAXUS <hi>King of</hi> ARMENIA.</head>
                  <p>I Will not ſpeak to you at all concerning the firſt years of my life, the beginnings where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of are paſſed away without any memorable event, and you have learned the particulars of my education during the time you ſojourned with us, when flying from the cruelty of the King your Brother, you took your firſt retreat at <hi>Artaxata.</hi> You know the deplorable accident of our houſe, and how by the cruel ſurprize of <hi>Anthony,</hi> the unfortunate <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> together with the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> my Brother, and the two Princeſſes <hi>Arſinoe</hi> and <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa</hi> my Siſters, was taken priſoner, and led to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where after two years cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tivity, he loſt his head by the ſolicitation of the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> and the command of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> I was ſeventeen years of age, when the King my Father was taken, and during his Impriſomnent the <hi>Armenians</hi> having acknowledged me for their lawful Prince, I em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed all my power for the liberty of the King my Father, and I forgot neither the ſolici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tations of the Friends of <hi>Anthony</hi> to free him by fair means, nor the way of arms wherein I joyned my ſelf with <hi>Caeſar</hi> his enemy, to deliver him by open force. In fine, it was the will of the Gods, and our unlucky deſtiny, that this deplorable Prince, againſt all manner of ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample, and againſt all Law divine and humane, died publickly by an infamous hand, and left in his family not only grief and deſolation, but alſo too juſt ſubjects of eternal reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments for ſo bloody an injury, and for an injury whereby the dignity of all Kings was un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>worthily violated.</p>
                  <p>I no ſooner received the Crown, which the <hi>Armenians</hi> preſently after ſet upon my head, but I received therewith moſt natural and moſt lawful deſires of vengeance, and upon the very day of my Coronation <hi>I</hi> engaged my ſelf by a ſolemn oath, to employ all my power even to the laſt drop of my blood to repair our diſgrace, and not to ſpare for any conſideration, either age or ſex, in any that ſhould fall into my hands, of the blood or alliance of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> or the King of the <hi>Medes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>A little after, the Gods did in part revenge me, and the ſatisfaction I received by the laſt misfortunes of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> is ſo well known to you, and to all the world, that I need not ſpeak of it to you. The cruel perſons periſh by a juſt indignation of Heaven, which ſacrificed them to the <hi>Manes</hi> of the two Kings, and to the complaints of ſo many perſons upon whoſe ruine their power was eſtabliſhed.</p>
                  <p>A little while after, the wicked King of the <hi>Medes</hi> died miſerably: <hi>Tygranes</hi> his Son, a young Prince of my age ſucceeded to his Crown, and I ſaw my ſelf without any other object of my revenge than the children of the horrible murtherers of <hi>Artibaſus.</hi> The misfortune of their Fathers, which poſſibly might have ſatisfied me, if it had happened unto them by my means alone, being befallen them by other hands, was not capable of contenting me, and I continued in a moſt firm reſolution to revenge my ſelf of the outrage they had done me, upon their children, and whatſoever had any relation to them, either of alliance or amity. As for the children of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I loſt the means of my revenge by their retreat with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and by the ſupport they found with the Emperor, the Senate, and the people of <hi>Rome;</hi> they had no Provinces left which I might waſte with fire and ſword for my ſatisfaction, and to take it upon their perſons, I muſt force them in <hi>Rome</hi> it ſelf, and overturn the powers of the Empire, and the Emperour which protected them, with whom I had made an alliance very neceſſary for the conſervation of my eſtate.</p>
                  <p>I was then conſtrained to turn my thoughts againſt the Son of the unfaithful <hi>Median</hi> and when I ſaw my ſelf confirmed in my Kingdom, I dreamed of nothing but War upon him, and after very great preparations, I entred into his Country with a conſiderable power, where I began my vengeance by all manner of acts of hoſtility: I will not entertain you with the particulars of this War; the events thereof were a long time doubtful, and two years paſt wherein much blood was ſhed on either ſide, Fortune not abſolutely declaring for either party. The third year I had very great advantages, which made me expect ſome part of that ſucceſs I had deſired. I took Towns, I gained Battels, and the fourth year I hoped with all appearance for the entire ruine of my Enemy, when the Gods fortified him with great ſuccours, and weakned me by the loſs of ſingle Man, which was more hurtful to me, than the loſs of a good part of my Troops would have been.</p>
                  <p>The King of <hi>Cilicia</hi> and his Son, with a great Army, came into <hi>Media,</hi> in defence of <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>granes</hi> their near Kinſman, and a little after, upon ſome effect of my revenge, which I in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended, following my reſolution, upon all my Enemies, having had ſome jar with <hi>Britoma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rus,</hi> who at that time commanded the greateſt part of my Troops, this young Warrior, who in an age ſcarcely diſtinguiſhable from infancy, might already be really accounted the moſt valiant that ever wore a Sword, quitted my ſervice, and to my misfortune carried elſewhere
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the effects of an admirable valour, which would have been very neceſſary for me againſt the re-inforcement of my Enemies. The courſe of my good ſucceſſes was ſtopt, and my Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies being ſtronger than I, had ſome advantages which made me loſe all that I had gained in <hi>Media,</hi> and after ſome Combats, wherein Fortune was not very favourable unto me. I was conſtrained to retire upon my frontire, where I made preparations for the laſt deciſion of our quarrel, when <hi>Auguſtus</hi> employed his authority to appeaſe our differences, and ſent <hi>Mecenas</hi> and <hi>Domitius</hi> with order not to depart from our Countries, before they had conclu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded a peace between us. I had that repugnance againſt it that you know of, and the Kings my Enemies bing exaſperated by the death of ſome of their near Relations, whom I had ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>crificed to the Ghoſt of <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> had no more diſpoſition to it than my ſelf. But we muſt needs yield to the will of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and when it was declared on his part, that he would arm in favour of him who ſubmitted firſt, againſt him who made moſt reſiſtance, neither of us was bold enough to oppoſe it any longer, and having ſigned the Articles which <hi>Mecenas</hi> and <hi>Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitius</hi> preſented to us, we both of us laid down arms, and contented our ſelves to keep our animoſity in our breaſts, without making it appear any more.</p>
                  <p>I retired to <hi>Artaxata,</hi> whither a little after, <hi>Caeſar</hi> (whether it were that he deſired to have them as hoſtages of the treaty we had made, or that from the relation he had heard made of them, he had conceived a deſire to ſee them, and have them with him) ſent to demand of me the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> my Brother, and the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> my Siſter, to have them brought up at <hi>Rome,</hi> to frame in them inclinations to the <hi>Roman</hi> party, and to treat them like divers Sous and Daughters of the Kings, his Friends and Allies, which were brought up with him and the Empreſs <hi>Livia.</hi> This effect either of the amity of diſtruſt or <hi>Caeſar</hi> trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled me at firſt, and yet the pretence was ſo fair, that I could not handſomly refuſe that which he demanded, and the Prince and Princeſs, at the firſt propoſition which was made to them of it, having expreſſed no unwillingneſs to the Voyage, I cauſed a magnificent e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quipage to be prepared for them, and ſent them from <hi>Artaxata;</hi> they croſſed a part of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia,</hi> and coaſted <hi>Licia</hi> and <hi>Pamphilia</hi> by Land, and afterwards they embarqued upon the <hi>Egean Sea;</hi> but they embarqued in an unlucky hour, and a few days after, by means of a terrible tempeſt, they ſuffered a cruel ſhipwrack, and loſt under the Waves their lives, which were worthy of a better deſtiny. You may well believe, that an accident ſo deplorable, the relation of blood only might produce in me very ſenſible diſpleaſures; but beſides this natural reſentment, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe</hi> were two perſons ſo uncommon, and ſo accompliſhed in the perfection of mind and body, that it would have been hard for any to have known them without ſhedding abundance of tears for their death. The Gods took out of the world all that was great and amiable in our family, and depriving me of a Brother and a Siſter worthy of the eſteem and the affection of the whole world, they have left me only one Siſter worthy of the general ſcorn, a Siſter, which by her baſeneſs and infidelity, hath ſtained with a ſhameful blot the illuſtrious blood from whence ſhe is deſcended, and hath raiſed me all theſe troubles of ſpirit for which I have abandoned my Kingdom, and by the means whereof I find my ſelf in a ſtrange condition.</p>
                  <p>Time had now given ſome conſolation to the grief which I had ſuffered for the ſad ſhip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wrack of half our family, and I believe in peace, though againſt my will, at a time when I might have ruined <hi>Tigranes</hi> by joyning with the King of <hi>Parthia</hi> his enemy, againſt whom he made War, with ſucceſſes wherein Fortune diverſly ſported her ſelf, if I had not been hindred by the authority of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who would never permit me to break the peace which he had made me make with the <hi>Medians,</hi> nor to give my aſſiſtance to the <hi>Parthians,</hi> the cruel Enemies of the <hi>Roman</hi> name, with whom he could not endure that his friends ſhould have any alliance; I paſſed my life, I ſay, in this forced tranquility, when to overthrow my re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe, and blaſt the honour of our Royal houſe, <hi>Alexander</hi> the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> a worthy object of my lawful vengeance, came unknown to my Court, with a deſign to give me yet more ſubjects of hatred than thoſe I had againſt him and his, for the cruel death of the King my Father.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyridates</hi> interrupted the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> in this part of his diſcourſe: <hi>Alexander</hi> the Son of <hi>Anthony,</hi> ſaid he to him, who was believed to be loſt at that time when I was at <hi>Rome,</hi> or at leaſt there was no news of him, was in <hi>Armenia</hi> then: He was there but too fatally, replyed <hi>Artaxus,</hi> and Fortune which in appearance preſented him to me to ſatisfie my juſt reſentments, ſerved her ſelf with him to render them more violent, and to carry on my diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure to the laſt extremities. I know you will condemn my rigour in the deſign I had to render what <hi>I</hi> ought to the <hi>Manes</hi> of <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> and the Oath I had made; but that ſhall not hinder me from relating to you the naked truth, nor from expecting from you that you ſhould approve part of that I would have done out of a ſenſe of pity, or paternal love and honour it ſelf, too much intereſſed in the bloody injury which he had received.</p>
                  <p>
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After theſe words, he recounted to him all that had paſſed at <hi>Artaxata,</hi> after he had known <hi>Alexander</hi> there, the taking of that Prince, his cruel impriſonment, the ſolicitations of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> for his ſafety, the extremity of danger whereunto he arrived, and in fine, all that which <hi>Alexander</hi> himſelf related to <hi>Caeſario,</hi> till his departure from <hi>Armenia,</hi> and the carrying away of <hi>Artemiſa.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyridates</hi> did not hear this relation without great pain, though it was made by a perſon intereſſed, who did partly ſweeten the greateſt ſtrangneſs of his actions by the excuſes he made for them; and beſides that, he naturally deteſted cruelty, the friendſhip he had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tracted with <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and the acquaintance he had at <hi>Rome</hi> with the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> Prince <hi>Ptolomee,</hi> and the greateſt part of young <hi>Alexander</hi>'s kindred, put him into great fear for him, in the recital of the dangers he had run; and made him very averſe from the cruelty of <hi>Artaxus.</hi> The impatience he had to hearken to him ſufficiently appeared in his countenance; but when he ſaw <hi>Alexander</hi> eſcape from the rage of his Enemy, he compoſed himſelf, and all the complacence which probably he ought to have for <hi>Artaxus,</hi> could not hinder him from diſcovering ſome part of his thoughts. <q>I am ſorry, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> that I am conſtrained to diſpleaſe you by the confeſſion I am about to make, and I profeſs, that if your intereſts do forbid me to hear of the carrying away of the Princeſs your Siſter with joy, I cannot afflict my ſelf with you to ſee <hi>Alexander</hi> eſcape from the puniſhment you had prepared for him. He was altogether innocent of your diſpleaſures, and the Gods which are intereſſed in his protection, would not permit that a life free from any crime, ſhould ſuffer the puniſhment which they themſelves had inflicted upon the culpable. <hi>Alexander, replyed Artaxus,</hi> was not innocent in my thoughts after the Oath I had made, ſeeing he was the Son of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> neither was he ſo in effect, ſeeing he came into my dominions with deſigns whereof he hath made one part appear, and would have put the other in ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ecution, if Heaven, which watches for the preſervation of Kings, had not prevented the effects, by the knowledge which it gave me of my diſguiſed enemy: However it be, mark the ſequel, and admire at the capriciouſneſs of my fortune in the relation I am about to make you.</q>
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                  <p>All expreſſion would be too weak to make you comprehend the diſpleaſure I reſented by the double injury I received in the flight of <hi>Alexander</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa: Theogenes</hi> the compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion of the traitorous <hi>Sarpedon,</hi> was the firſt that received the puniſhment, either of his weakneſs in ſuffering himſelf to be abuſed, or of his infidelity in conſenting to their eſcape, and few of all thoſe that were apparently ſuſpected, eſcaped the juſtice which I cauſed to be executed upon them. Theſe teſtimonies of my grief were publick, but the ſecret effects which it produced in my heart, were yet more contrary to my repoſe, and poſſibly no mind was ever agitated with more violence than mine. Whilſt thoſe whom I ſent in purſuit of my two fugitives, ranged up and down the Country in vain, I was tormented with deſpight, which had almoſt carried me to extremities againſt my ſelf, and I had not one moments ſleep but what was interrupted by my cruel diſquiets: <q>What, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> in <hi>Artaxata,</hi> in my priſons, upon the point of being ſacrificed to my juſt vengeance, doth the Son of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> alone, diſarmed without the aſſiſtance of any of his Friends, not only eſcape my Juſtice, and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prive me of the pleaſure and the glory of having rendred to my Father's Ghoſt part of what was due to it; but together with his life, he robs me of my onely Siſter, and aggravates the diſpleaſures which we have received from his race, by the laſt outrage he doth to ours? Is it not enough for this audacious Enemy, to be born of the cruel murtherers of my Father, but that he muſt needs come into my Dominions to redouble my reſentments by the only injury he could do me, and that he muſt have good ſucceſs in ſo bold a deſign, at the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant that his neck was ſtretched out under the axe, and when I thought that all the power of man was not capable of guarding him from it? But, O Gods! that which I am moſt ſenſible of, is, that my own relations contribute to my grief, and Heaven in cauſing the reſt of my family to periſh, hath left me a Siſter onely to make her ſerve as an inſtrument to my ſhame, by her own; and it muſt needs be that in the Royal houſe of <hi>Armenia,</hi> there muſt be found a Princeſs baſe enough to abandon the intereſts of her blood, and to aban<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don her ſelf to the Son of the executioners of her Father. Ah! at leaſt if this perfidious <hi>Ariadne</hi> might find in the perſon of her ſuborner, an unfaithful <hi>Theſeus,</hi> by whom Heaven might revenge me of her Treaſon, I ſhould receive no ſmall conſolation, if the young de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiver ſhould leave her expoſed in ſome deſart and ſavage Iſle; or rather, O ye Gods, that by your indignation they might both periſh in the waves, how would my grief be eaſed, and how heartily would I forgive fortune part of the injuries that ſhe hath done me? But O unworthy as I am! <hi>ſaid I to my ſelf a little after,</hi> why do I expect from my Enemies, why do I look for that from the Deſtinies which are againſt me, that which I ought to ſeek for, and find in my ſelf alone? It is <hi>Artaxus</hi> himſelf who is called to carve out his own
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revenge, it is by <hi>Artaxus</hi> himſelf that it muſt be executed, he muſt purſue himſelf, both his unfaithful Siſter, and the young Seducer, and go kill them both in thoſe places where they have ſought their refuges: For, by the memory of this affront, the repoſe of his life will be eternally croſſed, and he cannot paſs it either with honour or pleaſure, as long as his Enemies triumph over him ſo many ways, whileſt he hath made no attempt to ſatisfie himſelf.</q>
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                  <p>This thought did not lightly paſs out of my mind, it fixed it ſelf there ſo ſtrongly, that at laſt I reſolved upon it; and after I had conſidered that I could receive no reparation from <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> when I ſhould make my complaints, but what would come too late, I took a firm reſolution to purſue after my Enemies my ſelf. <hi>I</hi> pondered a long time with much ir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſolution upon the courſe I ſhould take: at firſt I would have armed all my forces; but <hi>I</hi> knew not whither to conduct them, and not doubting but <hi>Alexander</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> were re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tired to <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> I found my ſelf too weak to pluck them thence by open force, and I could not with any likelihood ſo much as ſuffer it to be propounded. At laſt, after <hi>I</hi> had ſuffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciently conſulted, <hi>I</hi> pitched upon a courſe ſomewhat extravagant, but yet it ſeemed more agreeable to my mind, and <hi>I</hi> reſolved to part from <hi>Armenia,</hi> unknown, and with ſuch an Equipage as might not render me ſuſpected to ſeek out the Court of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who made his Progreſs through <hi>Aſia,</hi> and if <hi>I</hi> could there meet with my fugitives, as <hi>I</hi> did not doubt but <hi>I</hi> ſhould, <hi>I</hi> determined to deſtroy them both. You will tell me that <hi>I</hi> muſt needs be animated with a very violent paſſion, that could carry me to ſuch extremities to abandon a Kingdom, wherein by my abſence great troubles might be raiſed, to expoſe my ſelf to vex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ations and dangers wherein <hi>I</hi> might probably find the death which <hi>I</hi> went to inflict upon others. <hi>I</hi> will confeſs to you that <hi>I</hi> was yet more paſſionate, and that to content my re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments, <hi>I</hi> was capable of ſtronger reſolutions. At laſt <hi>I</hi> confirmed my ſelf, and in the ſpace of one ſingle day, putting my moſt important affairs in ſome order, as much as my paſſion would permit me, <hi>I</hi> parted from <hi>Artaxata</hi> only with twenty horſe, carrying with me but this ſmall number of my Servants, which <hi>I</hi> had choſen out among the moſt affectio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate, and the moſt daring. In this equipage, after <hi>I</hi> was gone out of <hi>Armenia, I</hi> croſſed a part of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> where <hi>I</hi> kept my ſelf very private, not being ignorant, that by reaſon of the hatred which the King of that Country had againſt me, my life was in very great danger if <hi>I</hi> had been known. In this Country <hi>I</hi> underſtood that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> after that he had viſited the Provinces of <hi>Aſia,</hi> which were under his Dominion, was paſſed into the Iſle of <hi>Cyprus,</hi> from whence he was going into <hi>Egypt</hi> to make ſome ſtay there: this news obliged me to take a Veſſel at the Port of <hi>Jotepa,</hi> where <hi>I</hi> embarked my ſelf for <hi>Alexandria.</hi> In all my Voyage, both by Land and by Sea, my reſentments gave me no reſpite, and the memory of the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juries <hi>I</hi> had received, rendred it ſelf continually ſo powerful over my ſpirit, that it hardly permitted me to taſt any moment of repoſe. Awakening very often out of the little ſleep it left me, and ſpeaking to <hi>Alexander</hi> as if he had been preſent: <hi>Son of</hi> Anthony, ſaid <hi>I, thou art not yet eſcaped from my vengeance, and in thoſe places wherein thou ſhalt believe thy ſelf moſt aſſured, thou ſhalt ſee thy irreconcilable Enemy puniſh thee for the crime of thy Parents, and the offence thou haſt done him. That Woman unworthy of the name of a Princeſs, and the ſhame of an illuſtrious race, ſhall receive the ſame puniſhment; and I ſwear before all the Gods, that I will ſpare neither Sex nor proximity of blood, in taking ſatisfaction for the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jury I have received. If my bad Fortune robs my vengeance of the fugitive</hi> Alexander, <hi>there are ſtill ſome of the Children of</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra <hi>with</hi> Auguſtus; <hi>there is</hi> Ptolomy, <hi>and there is</hi> Cleopatra; <hi>the firſt of the two that ſhall fall into my hands, or poſſibly both of them together, ſhall pay without pity for the outrages of their friends.</hi> Alexander <hi>was no more culpable of the death of</hi> Artibaſus, <hi>than they: if they are innocent of my laſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jury, the former renders them criminal enough: and as by my Siſter,</hi> Alexander <hi>hath re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venged himſelf upon me, ſo by his Brother or Siſter I will revenge my ſelf upon him, and if he eſcapes my juſt indignation, I ſhall find ſome part of my ſatisfaction in making it fall upon thoſe that have relation to him.</hi>
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                  <p>This was in effect my reſolution, and <hi>I</hi> continued my Voyage, upon the deſign of ſeizing upon all that <hi>I</hi> could meet of the blood of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> without any diſtinction or conſideration. We had the winds very favourable divers days, but at the latter end of our Navigation there aroſe a furious Tempeſt, which toſſed us up and down for two days ſpace with horrible dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger. <hi>I</hi> ſaw my ſelf an hundred times upon the point of ending my reſentments together with my life in the waters, and inſtead of the death which <hi>I</hi> went to inflict upon my Enemies, <hi>I</hi> thought <hi>I</hi> ſhould have found mine own. In fine, our fortune was ſuch that we eſcaped from the fury of the waters, and my Veſſel proving able enough to reſiſt, and our Sea-men being very expert in their Art, it ſaved it ſelf from the ſtorm entire, and in a condition to purſue our Navigation as before: Nay, <hi>I</hi> was ſo happy, that <hi>I</hi> was hardly turned out of my
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Way by the Tempeſts, and the ſame day that the ſtorm ceaſed, we were within a days ſail of <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>We ſailed towards that City with ſpeed enough, when as by a moſt prodigious effect of Fortune, we met with a Veſſel wherein we ſaw at firſt ſight ſomething of Pomp and Mag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nificence in regard of its Beauty, but by the violence of the Tempeſt it was rendred un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>profitable for ſailing, the Maſts and the Rudder were broken; and if it defended thoſe within from the danger of the Waves, through the care they had of ſtopping the leaks, they had loſt the means of ſteering it according to their deſign, and it floated up and down al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt at the pleaſure of the Wind, though they that guided it laboured much to make it advance towards <hi>Alexandria.</hi> We paſſed ſo near to them that we could diſcern theſe par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticulars, and when we could diſtinctly hear one another from one Veſſel to the other, we ſaw Men in the Veſſel which we had met, who by their ſuppliant geſtures begged aſſiſtance of us, and one of them ſpeaking: <hi>Friends,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>whoever ye be, Fortune preſents you with an occaſion of performing an action of goodneſs, and in that to ſerve ſuch perſons who are able to requite that good office with great rewards; we are but a few perſons in this veſſel, and if you pleaſe to receive us into yours, you will render that ſervice to an illuſtrious Princeſs, and to a Perſon very conſiderable to</hi> Caeſar: Theſe words, which <hi>I</hi> heard diſtinctly from the place where <hi>I</hi> was, cauſed me to come upon the deck, from whence <hi>I</hi> demanded of him that had ſpoken, the name of that perſon conſiderable to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> from whom he had implored our aſſiſtance: <hi>It is,</hi> ſaid he to me, <hi>a Princeſs, whom he eſteems as much as if ſhe had been born of his Siſter</hi> Octavia, <hi>and it is, that you may know hereby a name ſufficiently fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mous, the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra.</p>
                  <p>This Man had no ſooner uttered the name of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to me deteſtable, but I trembled and ſhook from head to foot out of a ſtrange <hi>Antipathy;</hi> I changed colour divers times in a few moments, and I continued for ſome time ſo aſtoniſhed, that I was hardly capable of knowing what I did, I quitted my Kingdom, and <hi>I</hi> went unknown, and without a train, to expoſe my ſelf to great troubles and dangers to ſeek out my Enemies, and Fortune began to offer them to me by ſo uncommon an adventure, that it ſeemed to me that they had fallen into my hands by a moſt evident juſtice of Heaven. This reflection which I quickly made, diſſipated my firſt amazement, and awaking me from my doting, with a tranſport of joy: <hi>O Gods,</hi> cryed I out! <hi>O Fortune, how favourable are ye to me, and how am I obliged to the care you take your ſelves of chalking out the way to my vengeance? Is it not time,</hi> continued I, <hi>to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pute with the pity which her Sex may move; ſhe ſhall die as being the Daughter of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>ſhe ſhall die as being the Siſter of</hi> Alexander, <hi>and by her Death I will begin to revenge my ſelf both of the Executioners of</hi> Artibaſus, <hi>and the Raviſher of</hi> Artemiſa.</p>
                  <p>Speaking theſe words, <hi>I</hi> commanded the Veſſel to be grappled, and that was no ſooner done, but followed by all my men, I leaped into it with my ſword in my hand. The few Men that were there, Men without arms, and of ſmall ability to defend themſelves, having marked my words and my action, and that, inſtead of perſons who might ſuccour them, they had met with mortal Enemies, being excited with ſome fidelity to the Ladies whom they conducted, they would have put themſelves into a condition of making ſome reſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance; but this deſign was fatal to the firſt that prepared for it, and in a few moments a part of thoſe which oppoſed our paſſage, being fallen dead at our firſt blows, their companions loſt courage, and crying out for mercy, they ran to hide themſelves in the ſafeſt parts of the ſhip.</p>
                  <p>My men killed ſome more of them, but I troubled not my ſelf with it, and being ſpurred on by the deſign which aimed only at <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I went to ſeek her in her Chamber, where ſhe was ſhut in with two other Women, making prayers and vows to Heaven for deliverance from the peril whereunto they were expoſed. The door of the Chamber was preſently bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken open, and I no ſooner appeared at the entry with my bloody ſword in my hand, but theſe women being affrighted, expreſſed their fear by great out cryes. <hi>Thou muſt dye, ſaid I,</hi> throwing my ſelf into her Chamber, <hi>Daughter of</hi> Anthony, <hi>thou muſt dye.</hi> I would have made ſome body ſhew me which was ſhe, that I might let my vengeance light upon none but her ſelf, but beſides, that by the reſpect which the others ſhewed her, I might judge which was ſhe, by the relation which I had heard made of her admirable Beauty, I preſently took knowledge of her, and her countenance being leſs diſmay'd than her Womens were, ſhe caſt her eyes upon me, which inſtantly diſcovered her to me. The view which I received at ſome far diſtance did not diſſipate my reſentments, and I went towards her with my ſword advanced; with a deſign according to my opinion nothing was capable to divert; but when I had caſt mine eyes more nearly upon this miraculous Beauty, and that from the firſt dazling I paſſed to a more particular attention to the prodigies which preſented themſelves to my ſight, I remained in the condition of thoſe, whom the terrible viſage of <hi>Gorgon</hi> converted
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into ſtones: my arm grew ſtiffe in the air, my body continued deprived of all force and mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, my voice was ſtopped in my mouth, and I did almoſt totally paſſe into the nature of thoſe <hi>metamorphoſed Statues.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At firſt my immobility only, and the change of my countenance expreſſed my aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and I contented my ſelf to behold this adorable marvel, without having changed my poſture, or appearing animated by any other motion, than that of my eyes; but a little after all my choler being inſenſibly diſſipated by this betwitching ſight, and theſe violent thoughts quitting their place by little and little, to others more tender and more powerful than the ſword which I held fell out of my hand at the feet of this Divine Princeſs, and I not only loſt the deſign which I had againſt ſo precious a life, but the fury from which moved me to it, I fell into a ſhame and repentance, athouſand times greater than my choler had been.</p>
                  <p>I had retired ſome ſteps from the Princeſs, whence I kept my eyes fixed upon the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>et, not daring any more to lift them up to her face, and by my action I made her ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficiently take notice of the diſorder and confuſion of my ſoul: But at laſt I recovered out of this dump, and rallying up all my courage to ſerve me in this adventure, I fell upon one knee before her, and breaking the ſilence which I had ſo long kept: <hi>Divine Princeſs,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>it is not neceſſary that I ſhould expreſs my repentance to you in words: my viſage and the condition wherein you ſee in me ſo different from that wherein I appeared at firſt before you ſuffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciently ſpeak my confuſion; and You may be pleaſed to know at length, that inſtead of a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>u<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ious Enemy which ſome moments ſince attempted upon this ſacred life of yours, You have a Man at Your feet full of grief for this crime, and ready to repair it with his own life, if there be no poſſibility of hoping pardon for it from your goodneſs. The point of this Sword which I had drawn againſt You, returns againſt my own heart and it is but in vain for a Man to arm him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf to offend You, ſeeing that all arms are uſeleſs to defend ones ſelf againſt You. I lay down at your feet, together with this Sword, all my choler, and all the deſign of revenge which I had framed againſt You and Yours: Thoſe cruel reſolutions, though grounded upon ſome juſtice, could not preſerve themſelves againſt ſuch Enemies, and I ſee my ſelf in fine reduced to implore Your pity, I who thought to have been without pity all my life towards the race of</hi> Anthony.</p>
                  <p>At the end of theſe words I aroſe, to give order to my Men that reſpect ſhould ſucceed in the place of the diſorder which they had begun in a place which was become ſacred to me, and ſeeing that the aſtoniſhment of the Princeſs was ſo great, that it had not yet permitted her to reply: <q>Believe not, <hi>continued I,</hi> that I am a Pirate armed againſt You and yours for hope of Booty; I will avow to You, with a confeſſion full of horror, that it is Your Life I would have had, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> only that I ſought for: this crime is monſtrous and the reaſons wherewith I would have excuſed it heretofore, cannot any longer defend me againſt You: but in fine, ſeeing I muſt needs ſay it again to You, to my own confuſion, it was the blood of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> which I would have ſhed: and to let You underſtand the cauſe I might have for it, it will ſuffice to tell you that I am <hi>Artaxus</hi> King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> Son of the unfortunate <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> whom You have ſeen a captive, and whom you have ſeen dye by the cruelty of Your Friends. The bloody injury I ſuffered in his death, hath been ſeconded by other offences I have received from <hi>Alexander</hi> your Brother, and in brief I was animated with reaſons ſtrong enough againſt Your race, if it had produced me o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Enemies than You, and if my Fortune had not confronted me with an enemy which diſarmed me ſooner than all the powers of the Empire could have done. Excuſe, Madam, the exceſs of my reſentment by the lawfulneſs of it, and ſeeing I have made all the thoughts, which the force of blood, and the love of my Father, and my own honour had inſpired me with againſt Your Family, to give place to thoſe I have now for You; Do not in the name of the Gods keep any longer againſt a repentant and an humbled Prince, thoſe reſentments which a deſign too inhumane may juſtly have produced in You againſt me.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I ſpake in this manner, and the Princeſs, who during my diſcourſe had had leiſure to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe her ſelf, anſwered me in theſe terms: <q>I praiſe the Gods, who inſtead of Pirats, when we feared, have made us fall into the hands of a Prince who though incenſed againſt our fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mily, is yet born of a Royal blood, and endued with royal inclinations. Your reſentments are juſt, Sir, and though my birth inclines me to favour them, yet <hi>I</hi> cannot diſapprove the anger You have conſerved againſt thoſe who were the cauſe of the King your Fathers death; if they were living, no Perſon could not condemn what the memory of ſuch an injury might make You undertake againſt them, but Heaven hath ſeverely puniſhed the outrage they did You, and the Children they have left, were not only innocent of Your injury, but they were partakers of it themſelves, and deteſted the cauſe
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of it as much as the age they were then of could permit them to do: and <hi>Alexander,</hi> whom You accuſe of ſome new offence, appeared, as young as he was, as much intereſſed in it as if he had been of Your Family. This remembrance, Sir, will moderate the anger you have againſt that unfortunate houſe, and without doubt you have too much juſtice to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>found the innocent with the culpable. Oh, <hi>
                           <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap>cyed I, tranſported with a growing paſſion which began to take poſſeſſion of my ſoul with an abſolute power,</hi> Ah! do not call the Children of <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra</hi> innocent, they finiſh what their Mother had only begun, and it is ordained by the Gods, that your houſe ſhould be fatal to the houſe of <hi>Armenia.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words eſcaped me in the firſt motions of my ſpirit, and my heart, as <hi>I</hi> believe, ut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered them rather than my mouth. In effect, if at the firſt ſight of <hi>Cleopatra I</hi> was amazed, aſtoniſhed, and confounded; by the grace ſhe had in her diſcourſe, and the new marvels <hi>I</hi> diſcovered in her Perſon, in a few moments not only my inclinations were changed, but there ſucceeded to this aſtoniſhment, confuſion and repentance, a violent love, which left nothing of liberty in my ſoul. Other Perſons might poſſibly wonder to ſee me paſs ſo eaſily from one paſſion to another quite contrary; but ſince you have ſeen <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> there is no neceſſity that <hi>I</hi> ſhould ſeek to give you reaſons of this change, the knowledge you have of her wonders, ſaves me the labour of a deſcription of them, which without doubt would ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe the facility <hi>I</hi> uſed in rendring up my ſelf. However it be, <hi>I</hi> was ſubjected as entirely to her powers, as if <hi>I</hi> had known them divers Years, poſſible it is that thoſe who had paſſed part of their life in her ſervice, were not more enflamed than <hi>I</hi> was in a few moments. <hi>Ab how hard was it to defend ones ſelf againſt the divine Beauties of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and how weak are common reſolutions to reſiſt forces like hers! I</hi> left my liberty at her feet, as well as my anger and my ſword: and in my Soul, where all the paſſions acted with violence, Love was preſently at the height, and arrived at thoſe extremities that no other but my ſelf was capable of. Or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinary effects might have been produced by common beauties; but to have diſarmed at the firſt ſight an indignation which probably could not be appeaſed but by the blood of all the race of <hi>Anthony,</hi> and to have changed the cruel reſolutions which had made me abandon my Kingdom, and expoſe my perſon to all manner of pains and dangers, into violent love, this was that which appertained to none but the beauty of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> only. <hi>I</hi> became her Slave, <hi>I</hi> became her Idolater ever ſince ſhe began to ſhew her ſelf to my eyes with all her pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers, and that the fright, which had concealed part of her charms, being diſſipated, her viſage appeared to us in a more ſerene and compoſed condition. Behold in what manner my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition was changed in a ſmall time; from being furious and terrible <hi>I</hi> became gentle and ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſive, and <hi>I</hi> ſaw my ſelf reduced to implore pity of them, whom <hi>I</hi> had ſeen in need of begging mine. It would not have been difficult for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> if ſhe would have attentively regarded it, to have known the diſorders of my ſoul; and my viſage ſpeaking the eſtate of my ſpirit with more expreſſions than my tongue could have done, made her without doubt take notice of the troubles which perplexed me by its ſeveral changes, but it was neceſſary that my mouth ſhould ſecond it, and my paſſion had hardly received a Birth, but that it was too great and violent to be concealed.</p>
                  <p>Poſſibly at another time, and in another conjuncture of things reſpect would have tyed my tongue, and not have permitted me to declare ſo ſoon to the Princeſs the thoughts which had ſcarce received any form; but as my love took birth by an extraordinary way, <hi>I</hi> did not believe my ſelf obliged to common formalities, and <hi>I</hi> judged that <hi>I</hi> might act as deſtiny acted in me. At length whether it were for this reaſon, or through ſome impetuoſity which tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported my ſpirit above all reaſon, I could no longer retain that which would manifeſt it ſelf; and looking upon <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in a very ſubmiſſive way: Divine Princeſs, ſaid I to her, <hi>I have quitted my Dominions, I have abandoned all things to go and deſtroy the children of</hi> Anthony, <hi>but through the indignation of Heaven, which poſſibly hath not approved of my reſeatments, I find that in you, which I thought to have brought you, and if you be not ſenſible of compaſſion, you are in a condition of revenging your ſelf upon all the deſigns I have had againſt You and yours. In fine, one way or another, it is fatal to the Kings of</hi> Armenia, <hi>to give their life to the</hi> Cleopatra<hi>'s, and what the Father ſuffered by the axe of the former, the Son is like to ſuffer by the eyes of the latter.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I caſt down my eyes at the end of theſe words, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> did the like with a bluſh which mounted into her face. I expected ſome anſwer from her fair mouth, but when I ſaw ſhe remained ſilent without going about to reply to my diſcourſe: <hi>I do not think it ſtrange,</hi> continued I, <hi>that theſe words ſhould ſurprize you, coming from a Prince from whom probably you ought not to expect them, and the condition wherein you ſee me is ſo different from that wherein you ſaw me when I entred into your Chamber, that a change ſo ſuddain may with much reaſon produce an aſtoniſhment in you: Nevertheleſs it is very certain, that the ſame enemy which came with cruel deſigns againſt your life, expoſes his own at your</hi>
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                     <hi>feet, which he would not preſerve but to give it you entire; and that if you diſdain it as unworthy to be offered to you, or deteſt it as belonging to an enemy, he will willingly ſacrifice it either to your reſentment, or to his own ill fortune. Look no more upon me, adorable daughter of my enemies, as the revenger of</hi> Artibaſus, <hi>but as a Son who folllows the deſtiny of his Father, and who will undergo the ſentence which you will condemn him to, much more willingly than his Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther did.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I</hi> held my peace at theſe words, keeping my ſelf in a very humble and ſuppliant poſture, and the Princeſs after ſhe had ſtaid ſome time longer without ſpeaking, at laſt lifting her eyes towards me: <q>It is true Sir, <hi>ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> that <hi>I</hi> am no leſs ſurprized at your words, than <hi>I</hi> was affraid at your firſt actions, and there was ſo little probability of expecting this change by ſuch mean powers as mine, that <hi>I</hi> cannot without confuſion give attention to the declaration you make me of it. Howſoever, I account my ſelf as innocent of the accuſation you lay upon me, as I was of the fault of my Parents, and it ſhall never be by my deſign that you ſhall follow the deſtiny of your Father. I ſee my ſelf reduced by my deſtiny to hearken to diſcourſes whereunto poſſibly at another time and amongſt other perſons I ſhould not have been expoſed; but I ſupport it with patience, and it is juſt that I ſhould ſuffer ſomething from him, who hath received ſo cruel a diſpleaſure from my relations: If by my diſcourſes, <hi>replyed I,</hi> you ſuffer any thing, the Gods are my wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſes it is not by my intention, and it ſhall never be out of revenge that I give you my heart, and deſpoil my ſelf of my liberty. Your powers are too well known by your ſelf to let you find any ſtrangeneſs in this change, and though you have not contributed to it by your own deſign, yet you will not be innocent of it, if you do not look with pity upon the evil you have done me.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> then compoſed her countenance to gravity and ſeverity more than before, and looking upon me with a coldneſs accompanied with ſome diſdain: <hi>You ſhall never be in a condition,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>to have need of my pity, and it ſhall never be my intention to reduce you to it: I ſhall be very much obliged to you if for my ſake you would abandon the deſires of revenge you have conceived againſt the remainders of our family; but if you pleaſe, I will paſs by that, or if I require any effect of your goodneſs, it is only this, that you would cauſe us to be conducted to</hi> Alexandria; <hi>the paſſage over thither is very ſhort, and there without doubt you ſhall receive thanks from</hi> Caeſar <hi>for the good office you have rendred to perſons who are not indifferent to him.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe word; of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> did not preſently receive an anſwer, and the requeſt ſhe made to me was very unconformable to my intentions. Fortune had put her into my hands by a too extraordinary adventure to make me loſe all the advantage of it ſo quickly, and if her beauty had freed her from my choler, <hi>I</hi> could not conſent that her return to her Friends ſhould ſo ſpeedily rob my love of her. I ſaw that in the very place where ſhe was ſubject to my power, and where in reſpect of the danger ſhe had run, ſhe had ſome cauſe to fear me, ſhe appeared little diſpoſed to any compliance with my love; and I had reaſon enough to fear, that when ſhe ſhould be no longer in the place where I might ſerve my ſelf with thoſe advantages which fortune had given me near her, ſhe would reject my affections with diſdain, whereof I had noted ſome marks in her viſage and her laſt expreſſions. This conſideration made me reſolve not to have her back to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> till I had better ſounded her inclinations and judged whether I might hope for any acknowledgement of my love from her, when ſhe ſhould be at liberty; yet as my paſſion made me affraid to diſpleaſe her, <hi>I</hi> diſſembled my deſign to her, and after I had told her that <hi>I</hi> was diſpoſed to obey her will, <hi>I</hi> prayed her to paſs out of her own veſſel which was broken and unprofitable for navigation, into mine, which was in a condition to do us ſervice. The Princeſs paſſed into it with her Maids, and the few men that were left, the reſt having loſt their lives in the reſiſtance which they would have made againſt us. Of two Chambers that were in the veſſel I left her the beſt, where ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving intreated her to repoſe her ſelf a while; I retired my ſelf into the other with my men, and having cauſed thoſe to be called who had the care of conducting the veſſel, I commanded them to ſail ſlowly towards <hi>Alexandria,</hi> but not to land, and to keep them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves along the coaſt ſome furlongs from the City. I cauſed them to take this way (though as I told you my intention was not to go to <hi>Alexandria)</hi> partly not to allarm the Princeſs, and partly becauſe the wind ſtood that way, and was quite contrary to our return for <hi>Armenia.</hi>
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                  <p>A little after night came on, and we having caſt Anchor in a place where we found ground, we paſſed the night at ſo near a diſtance, that if the darkneſs had not hindred us, we might have ſeen the walls of <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
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                  <p>Some while after I returned to the Princeſs, from whom I could ſtay no longer without great conſtraint, and being entred into ſome diſcourſe with her, ſhe prayed me to inform her
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what diſpleaſure I had received from Prince <hi>Alexander</hi> her Brother, for whom ſhe was extreamly in pain; having heard no news of him ſince the arrival of his Equipage at <hi>Rome,</hi> after his return from <hi>Pannonia.</hi> I made ſome difficulty at the firſt to ſatisfie her de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire, fearing to incenſe her againſt me by the uſe <hi>I</hi> ſhewed to her Brother: but becauſe I naturally hate to diſſemble, <hi>I</hi> was willing to let her underſtand the truth, and beginning to ſpeak after a ſhort interval of ſilence: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I cannot give you a more perfect teſtimony of the power you have over me, than in making the relation you re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quire: I fear truly that by recounting what I have done, and what I would have done againſt your relations, I ſhall incur your averſion, and if you do not excuſe me by the juſt ſubject of my reſentments, without doubt you will condemn them of effects contrary to clemency; but ſeeing it is impoſſible to diſobey you, and my humour ſhall never be to conceal my moſt ſecret thoughts from you; and laſtly, what I have done againſt your Brother is leſs criminal, than that which I have undertaken againſt you, I will inform you of all without any diſguiſe.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>After theſe words, <hi>I</hi> related to her all that had happened to her Brother in <hi>Armenia,</hi> in the ſame manner that <hi>I</hi> related it but now to you; and though I endeavoured in ſome pla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces to ſmooth over the roughneſs of my proceedings, I could not do it ſo, but that the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs was troubled very often, and found in the confeſſion which I made to her, great cauſe to hate me. During my diſcourſe I took notice of it divers times by the change of her coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance, and by ſome exclamations which ſhe made, in thoſe parts of my relation, wherein ſhe ſaw her Brother in the greateſt extremity of danger; but when <hi>I</hi> was at the end of my narration, looking upon me with eyes wherein her new reſentment was expreſſed, whatſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever ſhe did to diſguiſe it: <q>I muſt needs tell you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> and I cannot hinder my ſelf from doing it, that to have been capable of what you have recounted to me, you muſt have been the iſſue of a Lion, or ſome thing yet more cruel; and this perſeverance to make an innocent Prince die a ſhameful death, joyned with an obſtinacy againſt pity, which ſo many objects, and ſo many reaſons ought to have introduced into your ſoul, expreſſes an harſhneſs of nature which I ſhould never have ſuſpected in the Son of a King. If my cruelty againſt your Brother, <hi>replyed I,</hi> merits the horrour which you ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs at it, you will hardly excuſe that of the Queen your Mother, who without having received any injury from him, only at the ſolicitation of his enemy, really executed that up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the perſon of a great King, which I would have done upon your Brother in revenge of my Father. Yet I will not ſay before you that I am innocent, and I confeſs that though I ſhould have been excuſable for putting to death the Son of <hi>Anthony,</hi> yet I ought to treat the Brother of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> with ſweetneſs and reſpect: but Madam at that time I was as ignorant of what was due to you, as I was of your perſon; and ſince that of your preſecutour and your enemy I am become your adorer, <hi>I</hi> condemn all that is paſt, and I tremble my ſelf at the memory of that which I have enterprized againſt your Friends. Do not therefore, O di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vine <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> follow the example of that which you deteſt, avoid in your ſelf that cruelty which you juſtly condemn in others. This pity and this goodneſs, which are ſo natural to you, will find in me fit matter to employ themſelves upon, and the more culpable I ſhall be towards you, the more commendable will your compaſſion be in exerciſing its ſelf towards him who of all men hath rendred himſelf leaſt worthy of it.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I uſed other diſcourſes to her, whereunto ſhe made little anſwer, and ſeeing that ſome part of the night was ſpent, and that it was time for her to take her repoſe, <hi>I</hi> bad her good night, and left her in the Chamber with her Maids. I know not what her thoughts were during the night, but I very well know that mine kept me awake till day-break, and this fair image was not a moment out of my memory. Theſe admirable beauties, whereunto the Sun without doubt never ſaw any equal, preſented themſelves to my mind with new forces, and all that could diſpute any thing againſt them in my ſoul was ſo diſſipated by the reflection I made upon them, that perſons grown old in love could hardly have been more ſubjected to them, than <hi>I</hi> was in a piece of one ſingle day: I con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſidered then as much as I could poſſible the change of my condition, and ſeeing how dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent I was from what I had been ſome hours before, I could not think upon it without being amazed my ſelf, and admiring at the capriciouſneſs of my fortune: <q>This <hi>ſaid I,</hi> thou didſt run as furious as a Lion to the ruine and death of the children of <hi>Anthony,</hi> and this night thou ſeeſt thy ſelf in a condition not to hold thy life but from the daughter of <hi>Anthony.</hi> The choler which agitated thee with ſo much violence hath made way for another paſſion no leſs violent than thy choler; and if at the firſt appearance it conceals its cruelty from thee, it will make it ſelf known to thee in a condition wherein all the force of thy ſoul will not be able to ſecure thee. Certain it is thou loveſt the greateſt beauty the world hath; but thou loveſt a perſon whom thou haſt prepoſſeſſed with
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averſion and horrour, both by the relation thou haſt made her, and by that thou haſt at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempted againſt her ſelf: ſhe will hardly love him who with a Barbarous deſign hath pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented his ſword at her throat, and who was obſtinately reſolved to the very laſt to make her well-beloved Brother ſuffer a ſhameful death. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> is not a prize to be obtained by outrage and cruelty, and what I could not merit by my blood and ſervices, I ſhall hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly gain by the horrible ways which have brought me acquainted with her. O love! thou which eſtabliſheſt thy ſelf ſo unſeaſonably in an heart which never knew thee, what wilt thou have me do to march under thy Empire, and what way wilt thou open to me through the cruel difficulties which oppoſe my fortune? ſhall I go to require <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and of that <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der</hi> whom I have uſed ſo unworthily, a Siſter, whom chance hath put into my hands, in exchange of a Siſter, which he hath robbed me of? Ah without doubt the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentment both of the Brother and Siſter doth oppoſe all the hope <hi>I</hi> can conceive upon that part: <hi>Alexander</hi> will call to mind with a juſt indignation, that I have cauſed him to be brought upon a Scaffold to loſe his head, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> will no ſooner be at liberty, but ſhe will look upon me as an Executioner thirſting after her blood, rather than upon one, who at firſt ſight hath ſurrendred up his heart to her. Shall I make uſe of my fortune and take the way back to <hi>Armenia</hi> to conduct <hi>Cleopatra</hi> into places, where by an abſolute power I may render <hi>Cleopatra</hi> more conformable to my will? Ah this violence will be contrary to that love which is eſtabliſhed in my ſoul with reſpect and obſervance, and if <hi>Cleopatra</hi> conſents not to it, <hi>I</hi> ſhall hardly diſpoſe my mind to offer her any conſtraint. What ſhall we do then, O love, and what counſel wilt thou give me in my irreſolutions?</q> I diſcourſed within my ſelf in this man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, and <hi>I</hi> found ſo many difficulties on all ſides, that the day appeared before <hi>I</hi> had determined any thing.</p>
                  <p>When <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was fit to be ſeen, <hi>I</hi> went to give her good-morrow, and <hi>I</hi> found in her countenance diſdain and marks of diſlike, though out of prudence in the condition wherein ſhe then was, ſhe endeavoured to diſſemble it, which <hi>I</hi> took for a very bad au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gury. After the firſt diſcourſes wherewith <hi>I</hi> accoſted her, approaching to her in the moſt pleaſing and ſubmiſſive manner <hi>I</hi> could poſſibly: <q>May the Gods, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> be pleaſed to pardon You the ill you have done me; but <hi>I</hi> may truly tell you that <hi>I</hi> have ſuffered more ſince <hi>I</hi> have been with you, than <hi>I</hi> had ever ſuffered either by my paſſions, or the ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lamities of my Family throughout the reſt of my life. It is no deſign of mine, <hi>replyed the Princeſs coldly,</hi> and I am no more culpable of it, than <hi>Alexander</hi> was of the death of the King your Father.</q> This reply full of reproach made me bluſh, who at another time and from another perſon could have heard a thouſand times as much without being moved, and looking upon the Princeſs with an air altogether paſſionate: <q>Do not compare, <hi>ſaid I to her,</hi> the innocence of your ſelf, and yours in relation to the misfortune of <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> to that whereunto you pretend in reſpect of the ill you have done to his Son: that comes en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tirely from you, and your deſign was not neceſſary to that which your powers could exe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cute alone, without calling your intention to their aid. Theſe are they who conſpiring with my deſtiny, entirely give me to you, and if you do not diſdain the affections of a Prince, who renders at your feet the homage of an eternal fidelity; together with my perſon ſuch as it is, <hi>I</hi> offer you a flouriſhing Crown by ſuch ways as probably will not be diſapproved by Your friends, which baniſhing the hatred of our houſes, will unite them by an eternal al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liance: There is but a little probability, <hi>replyed the Princeſs with her former coldneſs,</hi> that you deſire alliance with a Family againſt which you have had ſo bloody an hatred; and a paſſion which cauſes ſuch ſtrange effects as thoſe which it produced in you, is not eradicated by a light impreſſion: Ah! <hi>anſwered I all tranſported, I</hi> am not only entirely free from it, but all the motions of hatred which <hi>I</hi> have ſometimes had, are changed into motions of love, and for your ſake I will love all your Relations, as much as I ever hated them. <hi>I</hi> know not, <hi>added the Princeſs,</hi> whether You can expect the ſame change from them, it will not be eaſie for me to turn my inclinations towards You after that which <hi>I</hi> have beheld with my eyes, and what <hi>I</hi> have heard You relate concerning the cruelties You have exerciſed againſt my Brother.</q>
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                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was not over-prudent to make this declaration to me in a condition where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in ſhe was totally in my power; but whether it were that ſhe well knew her power over my ſpirit, or whether indeed her courage could not degenerate from it ſelf, more than what ſhe was at that time by her fortune, and did not by diſſembling ſeek that aſſurance which ſhe believed due to her in what condition ſoever ſhe ſhould fall into: <q>Ah cruel Princeſs, <hi>ſaid I to her,</hi> if You do not take heed, You go about to caſt Your ſelf into the ſame vice wherewith You reproach me, and You will loſe the advantages of innocence and goodneſs which You have hitherto had over me, if You appear more inexorable,
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and more void of pity than my ſelf: I fear not that reproach, <hi>anſwered Cleopatra,</hi> and I ſhall be ſufficiently exempted from it, when I ſhall never procure you, nor wiſh you ill: Alas! <hi>replyed I to her with a ſigh,</hi> what greater evil can you wiſh me, than that whereunto I ſee my ſelf expoſed by your rigour? Do you believe that what I would have made your Brother ſuffer, was more cruel? and are you ignorant that the tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of the body are not leſs violent than thoſe of the mind?</q> I made her divers other diſcourſes upon the ſame ſubject, to which ſhe anſwered with her former coldneſs, though knowing the power I had over her, ſhe endeavoured ſometimes to diſſemble part of the repugnance ſhe had againſt me.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time we ſailed but ſlowly towards <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and before the end of the day we arrived ſome furlongs from the Coaſt, but yet above the City, where, as I told you, I had no intention to land. The Princeſs ſeeing her ſelf in this place, prayed me to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct her to the City; but I payed her with an excuſe, and told her that ſoveraign Princes were not wont to enter into others Territories without giving them notice, and that I was obliged to advertiſe <hi>Auguſtus</hi> of my coming, and deſire permiſſion to come into his Domi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions, before I ſet foot upon the Land. The Princeſs took this reaſon as well as ſhe could, and in the interim we paſſed this night in this place, our Veſſel being covered with a great Rock, ſeemingly expecting thoſe whom I feigned to ſend to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> but indeed waiting for a favourable wind to return towards <hi>Armenia.</hi> This night was likewiſe to me as full of in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quietudes as the former, and the next morning I no ſooner ſaw the Princeſs, but accoſting her with a very ſubmiſſive action: <q>Fair <hi>Cleo atra, ſaid I to her,</hi> you are ſufficiently reven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged upon my cruelty, and thoſe Friends of yours who are intereſſed therein, will not order more cruel torments for me themſelves, than I have ſuffered ſince I have been with you: have ſome regard of them if you deſire to maintain your ſelf in the juſtice of your cauſe, and do not diſdain a King who not only ſacrifices his reſentments to yours, but offers up his own ſelf to the indignation which his actions may have produced in you againſt him.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Princeſs, as I judged afterwards, conſtrained her ſelf not to anſwer me according to the hatred which ſhe had conceived againſt me, and not ſo much as looking upon me: <q>I have no diſdain for you, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> but I am but little miſtreſs of my ſelf, and there are perſons to whom my birth hath made me ſubject, whoſe conſent you rather ought to seek than mine, in relation to the offers you made me: And who are thoſe perſons, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> to whom you have left this diſpoſal? 'Tis <hi>Caeſar, replyed the Princess,</hi> 'Tis <hi>Octavia,</hi> and above all, 'Tis <hi>Alexander</hi> my Brother whom you know, to whom I have remitted the care of my destiny.</q> I know well enough that ſhe was ſpiteful in this diſcourſe, and what ſhe ſpake of <hi>Alexander</hi> only to ſet before mine eyes the uſage I had made him. In this thought beholding her with eyes which made ſome complaint of her rigour: <q>Ah! Princeſs, <hi>ſaid I to her,</hi> your ſpirit is more revengeful than mine, and that very <hi>Alexander</hi> with whom you reproach me, would without doubt be leſs obdurate himſelf againſt a Prince of whom he is ſufficiently revenged: By the carrying away of my Siſter he is ſatisfied for all the outrages he had received in <hi>Armenia,</hi> and I aſſure my ſelf that in exchange for my Siſter he will not refuſe me his.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Princeſs ſeeing her ſelf preſſed in this manner, anſwered me no more, and the reſpect which my love cauſed in me to her, hindred me from importuning her any farther.</p>
                  <p>A little after thoſe whom I had ſent to <hi>Alexandria</hi> to learn the news, and not to preſent themſelves to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> returned, and reported to us that <hi>Caeſar</hi> was not yet arrived at <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dria,</hi> but was expected there within two or three daies, and that he ſtaid at <hi>Peluſium</hi> where he landed, after had loſt part of his Veſſels. At this diſcourſe after I had conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nued ſome moments very penſive: <q>I am ſorry Madam, <hi>ſaid I to the Princeſs,</hi> that this obſtacle doth for ſome daies retard the deſire you have to ſee your Friends, and it is ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary either that <hi>I</hi> attend here the arrival of the Emperour, or that I ſend to <hi>Peluſium,</hi> to render him the ſame reſpect which <hi>I</hi> ought to have done at <hi>Alexandria.</hi> I know not, <hi>replyed the Princeſs,</hi> whether you have need of this precaution or not, but I, to whom it is not neceſſary, am permitted to enter into <hi>Alexandria</hi> without giving notice unto <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and you may, if you pleaſe, let me be conducted thither by thoſe of my own men that are left, without putting your ſelf to the trouble. Ah! Madam, <hi>replyed I,</hi> The Gods forbid I ſhould ſo much injure the duty I bear you, and that I ſhould leave to others an honour which is dearer to me than my life: I will preſent you to <hi>Caeſar</hi> my ſelf, and I ſhall be glad to make it known, that Kings only are worthy to be your Conductors.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I uſed other diſcourſes to her to defend my ſelf from the urgent deſire ſhe had to be ſet on ſhore, and to be left at liberty to retire her ſelf, by means of which ſhe opened her eyes to the
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truth, and plainly perceived that ſhe had no longer any power to diſpoſe of her actions. She beheld me then with eyes full of the marks of her reſentment, and having fixed them a while upon my face without ſpeaking: <q>I alwaies doubted, <hi>ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> that I was ſtill in the hands of our moſt cruel Enemy, and your inclinations, though a little diſguiſed, cannot long conceal themſelves.</q> I had no longer either power or will to diſſemble my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentions, ſeeing well that we were no longer in terms to keep them private, and ſpeaking to her with more aſſurance than before: <q>'Tis certain, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that I ſhall hardly diſpoſe my ſelf to part from you, and that I am reſolved to do what I can poſſibly to conduct you into <hi>Armenia,</hi> where I will lay my Crown and Perſon at your feet with an entire reſigna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion: Do not condemn this deſign, Madam, which you have not examined; your con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition will not be better in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> nor in <hi>Rome</hi> it ſelf, than in a Kingdom wherein all things ſhall ſubmit themſelves to your Empire, and the Gods which diſapproved all other revenges which I intended to take upon <hi>Alexander,</hi> have guided me themſelves to the only way of being revenged upon him without offending him.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Princeſs could not then contain her ſelf within the bounds of her ordinary modera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and caſting a look upon me inflamed with indignation: <q>Go Barbarian, <hi>ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> and purſue thy vengeance by the former waies which are more natural to thee, than thoſe which thou wouldeſt make uſe of to no purpoſe: in theſe diſccurſes thou doſt offer too much violence to thy intentions, and I will never force mine for a monſter, who thirſts after our bloud: the heart of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> is not to be gained by the effects of an hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible inhumanity, and if it be by the power which Fortune hath given thee over me, that thou pretendeſt to the accompliſhment of thine intentions, know that by a death which I little fear, I ſhall know how to free my ſelf from thy cruelty, and as ſoon as thou ſhalt cauſe thy veſſel to be turned towards <hi>Armenia,</hi> I ſhall find in theſe Waves which will be leſs cruel and leſs odious than thou art, ſuccour againſt the violence thou prepareſt for me.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>This diſcourſe which ſhe pronounced with a very reſolute action, made me afraid, and calling to mind that ſhe was the Daughter of a Mother who knew how to prefer death be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore captivity, I feared leſt ſhe ſhould execute what ſhe had threatned. In this fear, really loving her with an immoderate ardency, I durſt not let my Veſſel ſtir from the place where we were, and I continued there that day, and part of the next, being very uncertain what reſolution to take. In the mean time I flattered her as much as poſſibly I could, and I ſpared nothing to mollifie her, repreſenting to her whatſoever might conduce to the juſtification of the things I had done, and all the advantages which ſhe might hope for in the poſſeſſion of ſuch a Crown as that of <hi>Armenia;</hi> but I laboured in vain, and her ſpirit being exaſperated more and more by the loſs of her liberty, ſhe did not hear me but with pain, and did not vouch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſafe ſo much as to look upon me.</p>
                  <p>In fine, I was reſolved to carry her into <hi>Armenia,</hi> whether ſhe would or no, where I hoped to ſweeten her, and make her conſent to conditions very advantageous for her, or if I could not overcome her obſtinacy, I ſhould have had the ſatisfaction of being partly revenged for the carrying away of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and of obliging <hi>Alexander</hi> to follow his Siſter, as he had created me the trouble of running after mine.</p>
                  <p>But to overthrow all this deſign, yeſterday ſhe feigned an indiſpoſition which kept her upon the bed part of the day, and ſeeing me extreamly in pain for her health, ſhe ſent me word by one of her Maids, that her malady proceeded from her inability to endure the Sea, and that ſhe would receive a great deal of eaſe, if I would permit her to go on ſhore, and walk an hour upon the Land. This propoſition diſpleaſed me at the firſt, preſaging what is ſince arrived, and I told her that made it to me, that it was impoſſible for me to grant it, and that <hi>I</hi> was too fearfull to loſe the good which Fortune had beſtowed upon me, to put my ſelf into that hazard: but ſeeing that the Princeſs perſevered in expreſſing this deſire with a great deal of regret for my refuſal, <hi>I</hi> attempted to conquer my fear by the love I bare her, and I reſolved to give her this ſatisfaction with the greateſt precaution, and ſecurity that could be taken.</p>
                  <p>We approached then to the ſhore, where the Princeſs landed with one of her Maids only, and I likewiſe went aſhore with her, attended by three or four of my Men, leaving the reſt in the Veſſel to guard the Princeſſe's ſervants, in caſe they ſhould have gone from thence to have procured ſuccour; which was all the danger I could apprehend from them. I cauſed likewiſe two horſes to be led after me, and I put on all my arms, except my Head piece, which one of my men carried after me, that <hi>I</hi> might be furniſhed with ſome defence to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counter what hazard Fortune ſhould ſend us.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> walked a while in the wood near the ſhore, till ſhe began to be weary, and to have a deſire to ſleep, then ſhe lay down under certain trees which made a very delicate ſhade, my love cauſed in me a reſpect to her, which hindred me from interrupting her repoſe, and
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out of this conſideration leaving her alone with her maid only with her, <hi>I</hi> withdrew my ſelf ſome paces off, that I might make no noiſe to diſturb her ſleep. She had continued above half an hour in this condition, and I believed ſhe was ſound aſleep, walked on inſenſibly and im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prudently, till I was ſo far from her, that the Trees deprived me of her ſight; then I began to think upon the fault I had committed, and returned the ſame way to the place where I had left her, where firſt I heard ſome cries, and ſaw a little after two of my men, which ran after <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and her Maid, whom I ſaw amongſt the Trees flying before them at a great diſtance off. The men were armed, and all the haſt they could make on foot after perſons whom the deſire of liberty had winged with extraordinary ſpeed, was not capable of overtaking them. I called thoſe that held my horſes upon the ſhore, and leaping upon the firſt, whileſt one of my men, mounted upon the other, I purſued upon full ſpeed the track of the Princeſs, of whom my Men had loſt the ſight. I rode up and down a good pace without ſight of her, but at laſt, in a pleaſant thicket, I diſcovered my fair Fugitive, and by means of the ſwiftneſs of my horſe, I was quickly with her. I preſently diſmounted, and having eaſily ſtayed her by reaſon of her wearineſs in running, I caſt my ſelf at her feet, I embraced her knees, and I did all that I poſſibly could to move her by fair means, and by ſubmiſſion; but I laboured in vain, and beholding me with eyes ſparkling with choler; <hi>Cruel Man,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>either give me my death, or leave me at liberty; the perſecutions are more cruel to me than death can be, and it is not by the captivity wherein thou retaineſt me, that thou mayeſt ever hope to make me change my in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At laſt, loſing all hope of gaining her by fair ways, I remounted my horſe, and the Man that I brought with me having held her, was about to put her into my arms, whatſoever reſiſtance ſhe could make to hinder him, when my ill fortune brought in a man to her reſcue: I know not who he is, but maugre the bad office he rendred me, <hi>I</hi> hold him for one of the moſt valiant Men in the world. He killed my Man in my preſence, and after a very doubtful combat, wherein he had better luck than I, he put me into the condition wherein you found me, and pulling out of my hands the fair prey, which Fortune had given me for my torment.</p>
                  <p>See <hi>Tyridates,</hi> how all things concur to my misfortune; <hi>I</hi> was not tormented enough by my juſt reſentments, but love muſt needs joyn it ſelf to them, to expoſe me to more ſenſible pains, and it muſt needs be, that my Soul muſt be enflamed for my cruel Enemies: <hi>Cleopatra</hi> hath appeared before me, <hi>Cleopatra</hi> fell into my hands, but from her ſight, and from her ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priſal, inſtead of the revenge which thereby <hi>I</hi> might have taken one way or the other, if the deſtinies had not been too contrary to me, <hi>I</hi> have gotten nothing but new ſubjects of reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment and grief; and inſtead of one ſingle paſſion which troubled me, all the paſſions have poſſeſſed my ſoul to torment it with their extreameſt violence. Nevertheleſs, hope hath not yet abandoned me, and ſeeing <hi>I</hi> know the Country where <hi>Cleopatra</hi> is, I expect from the care <hi>I</hi> ſhall take to find her again, when my health will permit, to ſee her again in my power. She is not a perſon obſcure enough to hide her ſelf from my purſuits, and at this moment <hi>I</hi> have perſons in queſt of her, who poſſibly may bring me news of her before night. If ſhe fall again into my power, I ſhall eſſay as <hi>I</hi> have done hitherto, by the moſt ſweet and moſt ſubmiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſive ways, to bow this diſdainful ſpirit: and if they prove vain, <hi>I</hi> ſhall remember that ſhe is the Siſter of <hi>Alexander,</hi> and the Daughter of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and by this remembrance <hi>I</hi> ſhall poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly be free from part of that, which, it may be, <hi>I</hi> ſhould ſuffer for another perſon, before <hi>I</hi> ſearch my remedies, and endeavour my repoſe by the means my Fortune hath given me.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="book">
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART V.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Tyridates <hi>diſlikes</hi> Artaxus<hi>'s intentions, but he continues reſolute.</hi> Tyridates <hi>walking out meets with</hi> Marcellus, <hi>and brings him to his houſe, where</hi> Marcellus <hi>relates his ſtory: He briefly traces the most eminent paſſages between himſelf and the Princeſs</hi> Julia. <hi>Her inconſtancy cauſes his jealouſie, which ſhe heightens by heaping her favours upon</hi> Druſus. Cleopatra<hi>'s conſtancy to</hi> Coriolanus <hi>notwithſtanding</hi> Auguſtus <hi>his authority.</hi> Julia <hi>at ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lemn ſacrifice prefers</hi> Druſus <hi>before</hi> Marcellus, <hi>which begets a Combat between them, wherein they are both wounded.</hi> Auguſtus <hi>reproves</hi> Julia<hi>'s levity, and commands her to caſhire</hi> Druſus, <hi>which ſhe does, and is reconciled to</hi> Marcellus.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HE King of <hi>Armenia</hi> left ſpeaking, and <hi>Tyridates,</hi> who being ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuouſly inclined, did not hearken unto him without repugnance, and who, neither by the memory of the acquaintance they had had toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, nor the obligation he had to his family for the refuge he had ſome time found there, could vanquiſh the averſion he had from cruel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty and injuſtice, found not himſelf capable of flattering him, or ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proving either his actions paſſed, or his deſign for the future. <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> I do not find it ſtrange that the Gods have not hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therto granted to your deſigns all the ſucceſs you propoſed to your ſelf; and by the obſtacles, which by ways altogether extraordinary they have oppoſed to the cruel intentions which you had both againſt <hi>Alexander</hi> and the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> you may take notice of the injuſtice of them. Neither was <hi>Alexander</hi> a perſon worthy to die upon a Scaffold for the crime of another, which poſſibly he deteſted as much as you; nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther is <hi>Cleopatra</hi> a Princeſs againſt whom the horrid reſolutions, wherewith you are arm<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, can be excuſed. I do not wonder that you are captivated by her divine beauties, and they are capable, without doubt, of a more extraordinary performance; but I am ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priſed at this, that they have not abſolutely produced in you all that might be expected from their powers, and that they have yet left you ſome deſire of ſeeking your ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction of her otherwiſe than by love, by ſubmiſſion, and by your ſervices. I will ſay more to you Sir, that you have not undertaken a ſlight enterpriſe, ſeeing you have reſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved either by revenge, or by love, to render your ſelf Maſter by force, of the liberty of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and ſhe is not a perſon ſo meanly ſupported in the World, but that you will have the chief powers of the Earth to contend with, <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who without doubt will protect her, comes within a few days to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> as it hath been reported to you, and with him perſons who intereſs themſelves in the Fortune of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> as in their own, ſo powerful and conſiderable, that though you ſhould have brought with you all the forces of <hi>Armenia,</hi> you could not with any probability expect any good ſucceſs.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
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                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> ſhook his head at this diſcourſe, and expreſſing to <hi>Tyridates</hi> by this action, how uncapable he was to make any impreſſion upon his ſpirit: <q>I was very doubtful, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> at my firſt knowing of your inclinations, that I ſhould have ſcruples in you to contend with, and conſidering that you are the Brother of a King, who for the leaſt Maxim of State would ſhed the blood of the whole <hi>Univerſe;</hi> I find you very Religious, and circumſpect; but however it be, I cannot repent my ſelf of what I would have done in revenge of my Father, and if I had let paſs his death without any mark of my reſentment, <hi>I</hi> ſhould be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve <hi>I</hi> did more juſtly merit the blame which Perſons of your humour lay upon ſome effects of ſeverity; As for what concerns my love, the difficulty which you repreſent to me is not capable of driving me off from it, and though the whole <hi>Univerſe</hi> ſhould joyn with the authority of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> in undertaking the defence of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I find my ſelf hardy enough, and poſſibly ſufficiently ſtrong to execute part of what I have reſolved. If <hi>Alexander,</hi> being alone and a Priſoner, could carry away my Siſter out of my Capital City, I may poſſibly be able in a condition, very different from his, to render him the ſame diſpleaſure, and if <hi>I</hi> do but get <hi>Cleopatra</hi> into <hi>Armenia,</hi> I defie thoſe powers wherewith you threaten me, to oppoſe themſelves to my entire ſatisfaction,</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>I am very ſorry, <hi>replyed Tyridates coldly,</hi> that you have diſcovered your intentions to me, and not being able, without offending vertue, and the amity I have promiſed to thoſe per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of the world that are moſt intereſſed in it, to offer you in this occaſion, that ſervice which without doubt I ſhould render you in ſome other: I could wiſh withal my heart that you had intruſted your ſecret to any body rather than to me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The King of <hi>Armenia</hi> was troubled at theſe words, and looking upon <hi>Tyridates</hi> with an action that expreſſed ſome diſcontent: <q>I thought I had ſpoken to my friend, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> when I declared to you the moſt ſecret thoughts of my heart, and inſtead of the diſcourſe you have made me, I did probably expect from you all ſort of aſſiſtance. You ſhall receive it with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out doubt, <hi>replyed Tyridates,</hi> in all the care that may be taken for your health, and the offers which you may expect of a vertuous friend in the retreat you have taken here: But in the deſigns which you ſhall have againſt <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and her Relations, I ſhall not be favourable unto you. I ſhall endeavour, <hi>anſwered the Armenian all netled,</hi> to paſs by your aſſiſtance, and with aid of the God of Love and Vengeance, whom only I will invoke, I ſhall poſſibly perform my ſelf part of what <hi>I</hi> have reſolved, without the help of any but thoſe that belong to me, without being obliged to any perſon.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> being unwilling to diſpleaſe him in his own houſe, as he might have done with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out deſign, if they had enlarged themſelves farther in this converſation, changed his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, and after he had repreſented unto him that by reaſon of the long narration he had made, he was in a condition that required repoſe, he took leave of him, and went out of his Chamber. The real amity which in regard of his extraordinary merit he had in ſo ſhort a time vowed to the King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> and the repugnance which he naturally had againſt bad actions, made him look upon the deſigns of <hi>Artaxus</hi> with horror and deteſtation, and following the motions of his vertue above all other conſiderations, he made no doubt which part he was to take, but reſolved to ſerve <hi>Coriolanus</hi> againſt the intentions of the <hi>Armenian,</hi> as far as he could without infringing the laws of hoſpitality, and without expoſing a Prince which was retired into his houſe, and with whom he had ſome time found refuge, to ſome diſpleaſure which might be imputed to him. He continued ſome time alone, uncertain what reſolution he ſhould take, whether to contrive the ſafety of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> as much as he could poſſible, without advertizing <hi>Coriolanus</hi> of it, and without letting him know his Enemy, or to declare the truth to that Prince, after he had made him paſs his word that <hi>Artaxus</hi> ſhould not be offended, and that he would content himſelf to oppoſe the deſigns which he might have againſt his beloved Princeſs, without doing him any diſpleaſure in his perſon, in a place wherein he could not receive it; but that <hi>Tyridates</hi> muſt be intereſſed therein: He doubted not, but that the Son of <hi>Juba;</hi> being the moſt moderate of Men, would have this conſideration for him, and upon this thought he diſpoſed himſelf at laſt to conceal nothing from him, and praiſed the Gods for the occaſion which poſſibly he had found of rendring him one of the moſt important ſervices that he could receive from his friends.</p>
               <p>Beſides the intereſts of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> he thought upon <hi>Britomarus,</hi> whom he ſaw under the ſame roof with <hi>Artaxus,</hi> of whoſe reſentments againſt that cruel King, he could not be igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rant, by reaſon of the relation he had made of the beginnings of his life. The ſo unexpected encounter of theſe two men put him in ſome care, and in regard of the knowledge he had of the fierce and impatient humour of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> he feared leſt he ſhould quarrel with the <hi>Armenian,</hi> from whom he had ſome time received a ſenſible diſpleaſure. In relation to this fear he reſolved to conceal from him the knowledge he had of the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> as
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much as he could poſſible, till he had taken order with <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> for what might happen upon this encounter, not ſeeing otherwiſe any neceſſity of diſcovering to him things wherein he had no intereſt.</p>
               <p>After he had employed ſome time in taking theſe reſolutions, he began to be troubled at the long walk of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> though he was not ignorant, by what he experimented every day himſelf, in what manner a morous thoughts did cauſe the hours to paſs away inſenſibly in mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing and ſolitude: he ſaw the greateſt part of the day was paſt, and the Prince had taken very little nouriſhment.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Emilius,</hi> by reaſon of his Maſters long ſtay, beginning to fear ſome accident was befallen him, was gone out to ſeek him, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> ſeeing at length that the night approached without hearing any news of him, went out of the houſe, and walked towards the Wood. He had hardly gone a few furlongs, but he ſaw coming ſtraight towards him a Cavalier armed at all points except his <hi>Caſque,</hi> which he carried in one of his hands: he went very ſoftly, and with a countenance which expreſſed either a great ſadneſs, or a profound muſing. As he approached, <hi>Tyridates</hi> who ſaw his face all uncovered thought he knew him, and when he was near enough to diſcern all the lineaments of his face, by calling to mind all the <hi>Ideas</hi> of them, he knew him to be the Prince <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whom he had ſeen at <hi>Rome,</hi> and with whom he had contracted a particular amity. <hi>Tyridates</hi> was aſtoniſhed to ſee <hi>Marcellus</hi> the darling of the Emperour, and of all the Empire, in ſuch an equipage; and doubting, for that rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, of that which his eyes would perſwade him to, he ſtept ſome paces back with an action which ſufficiently teſtified his ſurprize; afterwards beginning to ſpeak: <hi>O Gods,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>is it poſſible that I ſee the Prince,</hi> Marcellus? <hi>Marcellus</hi> who through the preoccupation of his ſpirit, and the little likelihood there was of meeting <hi>Tyridates</hi> in that place, and in that condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, had without doubt paſſed by without knowing of him, ſtayed himſelf at his ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clamation, and at the name of <hi>Marcellus</hi> which he heard him pronounce, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> ba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhed the reſt of his incertitude, approached to him and embraced him on horſe-back as he was: <hi>Ah! it is your ſelf without doubt,</hi> continued he, <hi>and it is permitted to the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate</hi> Tyridates, <hi>to ſee in his ſolitude one of the perſons of the World, whom his vertue hath placed ſo high in his eſteem.</hi> By theſe words, and the action of <hi>Tyridates, Marcellus</hi> diſſipating all his muſing, and caſting his eyes upon the face of the Prince which embraced him, with whom he had lived familiarly at <hi>Rome,</hi> and to whom he had given all the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect which was due to his illuſtrious birth and rare qualities, knew him very readily, and not being willing to receive his careſſes with incivility, he leaped from his horſe to the ground, and embraced him with a ſweetneſs full of grace and majeſty, which was very na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tural to him: <hi>It is certain,</hi> ſaid he to him, rendring the civilities he had from him, <hi>that you ſee the unfortunate</hi> Marcellus; <hi>but my aſtoniſhment is no leſs than yours to meet you alone, and on foot in a place where I never ſhould have imagined to have found you. This is not the firſt day,</hi> replyed Tyridates, <hi>that you have ſeen me ſeek out ſolitudes, and that you have accuſed me for avoiding the ſociety of men in a place where I might have had that of the chiefeſt perſons of the World: but for you, whom I have ſeen, and whom I know to be ſtill the darling, and the hope of</hi> Rome, <hi>you which paſs your life in the greateſt pleaſures, and in the higheſt ſplender of the Empire, it is very ſtrange to meet you in a condition ſo different from that wherein all the earth were accuſtomed to behold you. Marcellus</hi> during this diſcourſe kept his eyes fixed upon the ground, and afterwards looking up upon <hi>Tyridates</hi> with a ſigh drawn from the very bottom of his heart. <hi>Tyridates,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>the condition of men is uncertain, and our for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune is ſo ſubject to revolutions, that very often thoſe who in other mens imagination paſs for the moſt happy, expoſed to the greateſt misfortunes: Ah</hi> Marcellus! replyed Tyridates, <hi>can it be poſſible that your fortune ſhould have received any change, and can you by any accident have loſt the amity of</hi> Auguſtus? <hi>No,</hi> anſwered Marcellus, <hi>I have not obſerved any diminution in the affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of</hi> Caeſar <hi>towards me, it is in a more ſenſible part that my heart is wounded, and it's the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidelity of the perſons whom I loved moſt that is the cauſe of my misfortune. You amaze me,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed Tyridates, <hi>and afflict me both at once, but I will enquire no further of it in a place wherein your ſtay is incommodious for you; and I will learn what you pleaſe of you concerning it, in an houſe which is not above an hundred paces hence, wherein I have taken my retreat for ſome time: it is not worthy of you, and I ſhould make ſome difficulty to offer it you, if I did not know, that in your diſcontent you will poſſibly find there one of the greateſt conſolations that you can receive.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words <hi>Marcellus</hi> looking upon <hi>Tyridates</hi> more attentively than he had done be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore; <hi>I doubt not,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>but from ſuch company as yours a man may hope for much con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolation, and I will accept for this night the retreat you offer me, not ſo much to eaſe my ſelf after the great pains I have undergone this day, as to paſs ſome hours of converſation with a Prince, whom I have alwayes well eſteemed, and whom I have known exceeding worthy of</hi>
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                  <hi>the eſteem of the whole World. Tyridates</hi> would not any further explain to <hi>Marcellus</hi> the conſolation which he promiſed him, and which he hoped would be very great in his meeting with <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> expecting to ſurprize him agreeably by the view of that Prince, whom he knew to be as dear to him as himſelf, but onely having modeſtly defended himſelf from his obliging diſcourſe, he cauſed him to take the way to his houſe, and conducted him into <hi>Corio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lanus</hi> his Chamber, where they met neither the Prince nor his Eſquire, who was not returned ſince he went in the queſt of his Maſter.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> was preſently diſarmed by <hi>Tyridates</hi> his ſervants, and at the earneſt intreaty of that Prince, having laid himſelf upon a bed to reſt himſelf a little, the Prince of <hi>Parthia</hi> left him in this appearance of repoſe for ſome moments, which he deſired to employ in the care which he took of his illuſtrious gueſts. The greateſt thing that troubled him at that time was the long ſtay of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> for which he was in very great diſquiet: the dark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs began already to cover the earth, and he had heard no news either of him or his Eſquire, and ſcarcely doubting any longer but that ſome accident was befallen him, he had a mind to go in ſearch of him every way, if the fear of alarming <hi>Marcellus</hi> and of committing an incivi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity againſt that Prince, to whom, out of an intention to ſurprize him with pleaſure, he would ſay nothing of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> had not retained him in an impatience which made him ſuffer very much. Not being able handſomely to quit gueſts of ſuch importance as his were, he retained no more of his ſervants than he needs muſt, and ſent all the reſt in ſearch of the King of <hi>Mau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritania.</hi> After he had employed an hour in this and other buſineſſes, during which time the inquietudes which he ſuffered for that Prince, augmented more and more, he returned into the Chamber where he had left <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whom he found walking by the light of tapers which they had brought him. Almoſt at the ſame time they ſerved in ſupper, and the two Princes having taken a repaſt together, during which their ſadneſs might eaſily be perceived by their converſation, they retired themſelves into a withdrawing room, where being alone, they be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan a diſcourſe ſomewhat more free than before.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Marcellus</hi> had an imperfect knowledge of part of the adventures of <hi>Tyridates,</hi> and did not wonder to ſee him in the ſame humour wherein he had been at <hi>Rome</hi> during all the ſtay he made there; but <hi>Tyridates</hi> comprehended nothing concerning the ſolitude and ſadneſs of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and judging himſelf familiar enough with him to enquire any thing of him: <q>If the affliction which appears in you, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> did not really redouble mine, I ſhould have retention enough to conceal from you a curioſity which poſſibly you will diſapprove; but ſeeing I cannot behold you in the grief which you expreſs by divers marks, without in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ing my ſelf very much in it, and that the condition wherein I have met you, ſeems to me very diſproportionable to the reſt of your life, you will pardon me if I deſire of that friendſhip wherewith you have favoured me at <hi>Rome,</hi> the cauſe of ſuch a change: <hi>I</hi> hope it from your goodneſs, if you have not ſome reaſon to conceal it, and if for any conſideration you are obliged ſo to do, I beſeech you likewiſe with the ſame freedome not to content a curioſity which deſires not to be ſatisfied with the leaſt of your diſpleaſures. I would, <hi>replyed Marcellus,</hi> you would deſire ſomething of me, whereby <hi>I</hi> might better teſtifie the confidence I have in you, than by the relation of thoſe things which have appeared too publickly to be concealed, and you ſhould ſee, <hi>Tyridates,</hi> by that better than by what you deſire, how much I am ſenſible of the affection of a Prince of your birth and vertue: but expecting an op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunity of acknowledging it by ſome more important effect of mine, I will inform you of that which you deſire to know of me, and will diſcover unto you the cauſe of my griefs, together with the infidelity of thoſe perſons whom I have moſt dearly loved, and whom I cannot yet hate, as perſidious as they are, what violence ſoever I have endeavoured to offer to my inclinations upon that account. You may poſſibly, <hi>anſwered Tyridates,</hi> have found infidelity in ſome perſon whom you have loved: but amongſt thoſe which have been the deareſt to you, the King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> who without doubt hath held one of the moſt eminent ranks in your friendſhip, hath preſerved his to you ſo inviolably, that all humane conſiderations would not be capable to alter it in the leaſt. Ah <hi>Tyridates! cryed Marcellus,</hi> how are you abuſed? 'Tis <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> only <hi>Coriolanus</hi> who hath deceived me, and I find in the other perſon of whom I complain, ſo much the leſs deceit than in <hi>Coriola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus,</hi> becauſe I leſs confided in her, and though I was prepoſſeſſed with a paſſion for her, which alwayes blinded me, yet from the firſt proofs of her inconſtancy I had cauſe to diſob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lige my ſelf from her eternally. On the other ſide, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> (let me ſay ſo much in reproach of that ungrateful man) had ſo great obligations to me, that I cannot comprehend how by baſe conſiderations they could be ſo eaſily defaced out of the mind of a Prince, or of a man born only of a noble blood.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>
                     <hi>Tyridates</hi> could not forbear interrupting <hi>Marcellus</hi> with precipitation: <hi>Marcellus, ſaid he to him,</hi> You make me a diſcourſe wherein I can comprehend nothing, and I will engage
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my life, and any thing yet more precious, for the innocence of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi> He hath with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out doubt been treacherouſly traduced to you, rather than you betrayed by him; and beſide the knowledge I have received not long ſince of his admirable vertue, by what I know of the particularites of his life, <hi>I</hi> am very certain not only that he hath not forgotten your good offices; but that in all his affairs, he hath conſerved his friendſhip ſo entirely yours, that he hath been more faithful to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> than to your ſelf. You ſpeak truth now, <hi>replyed Marcellus,</hi> and I know well that <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whoſe juſtification you under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>take upon an imperfect knowledge, hath been no more faithful to his Miſtreſs, than to his friend, I do not wonder that the complaint I have made You of him hath ſurprized you, after what hath been evident to all the <hi>Romans</hi> concerning our friendſhip: but when I ſhall have related to You that which you deſire to know concerning my life, you will without doubt abandon the part of this ungrateful man, and confeſs with me that all the complaints I can make of him are inferior to his perfidiouſneſs.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tyridates</hi> was full of confuſion and aſtoniſhment at this diſcourſe, and becauſe of the change he underſtood, changing the deſign he had for the interview of theſe two Princes, before he engaged himſelf in <hi>Marcellus</hi> his Relation, he called one of his Men, and gave him order, that if <hi>Coriolanus</hi> did return, he ſhould come and give him notice of it before he entred into the Chamber. After this precaution, which he judged neceſſary by reaſon of the things he had heard, he placed himſelf again by <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who without any further intreaty began his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe thus.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The History of</hi> MARCELLUS <hi>and</hi> JULIA.</head>
                  <p>BEfore I come to the relation of the injury which I have received from the ungrateful Prince, whom you defend, it is neceſſary that I recount to you ſome other things that precede it, and which make up, without doubt, a great part of my diſpleaſures. You know ſince I was engaged in the ſervice of the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> the intention the Emperour hath alwayes had to allay me to him by the Marriage of his Daughter, nearer than I am by Birth; and you have, without doubt, heard ſome diſcourſe at <hi>Rome,</hi> during the ſtay you made there of the violence, which in favour of <hi>Coriolanus, I</hi> offered to my former inclinati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, which had given me to <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> 
                     <q>I know, <hi>interrupted Tyridates,</hi> a great deal more; <hi>I</hi> am not ignorant of any thing touching the beginnings of your life, your love to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the generous effects of your friendſhip towards <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> all the good offices you have rendred him ſince in the whole courſe of his love, and the buſineſs which his paſſion cauſed him. <hi>I</hi> have underſtood the diſpleaſures you reſented for the teſtimonies of affection which <hi>Julia</hi> beſtowed upon <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> your reconciliation with that Princeſs, and in fine, all the things wherein you could have any intereſt, till the time that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> parted from <hi>Rome</hi> to paſs into <hi>Africa</hi> to recover his Kingdom. <hi>I</hi> know not, <hi>replyed Marcellus,</hi> of whom you could learn all this; but by this knowledge which you have of the firſt adventures of my life, <hi>I</hi> ſhall be much eaſed in the diſcourſe which <hi>I</hi> have to make unto you, and <hi>I</hi> ſhall truly recount unto you the latter, though <hi>I</hi> cannot call them to mind without diſpleaſure, nor ſpeak of them without confuſion.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Heaven, without doubt, beheld me with an angry aſpect, when it deſtined me to the ſervice of <hi>Julia;</hi> and to the reaſons which <hi>I</hi> have to hate <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> I ought to add this, that for the love of him onely, and not out of the reſpect I owe to the will of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> I engaged my ſelf in a ſervitude which makes up all the misfortunes of my life. It is not but that <hi>Julia,</hi> as you know, is of ſuch a compoſure, that if inconſtancy and artifice did not ſpoil what there is in her of good and amiable, the moſt accompliſhed perſon of the world might find uncommon felicities in the teſtimonies of her affection. Her beauty (as you can witneſs) hardly gives precedency to the ſupreameſt beauties of the Earth, and her ſpirit is endued with charms, againſt which it is difficult to defend ones ſelf, when ſhe will employ them with their powers entire. A taking ſweetneſs, and an attractive grace accompany all her actions, and all her diſcourſes; and with her looks, when ſhe pleaſeth to joyn to what ſhe hath received from nature, that which Art hath taught her for their conduct, ſhe goes to the bottom of an heart to ſearch out thoſe places which are moſt fortified againſt the Empire that ſhe will eſtabliſh. Her humour is the moſt pleaſant, the moſt agreeable, and the fulleſt of divertiſement in the world, if her mind be not troubled with ſome paſſion; and ſhe hath naturally an eloquence ſo facile and ſo fluent, that there are few perſons which can expreſs their conceptions in better terms, and with more facility; briefly, ſhe is entirely ſuch, that it is impoſſible to defend her ſelf from her ſnares, when ſhe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ays them with deſign, and I have experimented it but too much for my repoſe, which ſhe hath ſo often troubled, and now utterly ruined by the laſt effects of her in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſtancy.</p>
                  <p>
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                     <hi>I</hi> will not ſpeak to you, ſeeing you know it already, of the diſpleaſures ſhe made me ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible of by the teſtimonies of her affection to <hi>Coriolanus.</hi> After the departure of this Prince to the Wars of the <hi>Aſturians,</hi> we reconciled ourſelves, and though I could not give abſolute credit to the things which <hi>Julia</hi> alledged to me for her juſtification, yet my inclinations ſpake for her, and did ſo combat with the appearances to deceive, that at laſt I perſwaded my ſelf to part of that which ſhe deſired, and believed poſſibly againſt reaſon that I was really beloved by her. I paſſed ſome time in thoſe ſweets which ſhe can make one taſt, when ſhe hath the intentions to do it, but it was not without being very often croſſed with diſpleaſures which partly counter-ballanced them; and though naturally I am not jealous, if my jealouſie hath not a very rational foundation, this Princeſs gave me ſo often occaſion to fall into that importunate paſſion, that except <hi>I</hi> had been blind and inſenſible, I could not paſs my life in tranquillity.</p>
                  <p>The Court of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was compoſed of a great number of young Princes, (you were of the number at that time, and you departed thence, as <hi>I</hi> think, a few days before the Son of <hi>Juba</hi> returned from the <hi>Aſturians)</hi> and beſides the moſt eminent amongſt the <hi>Romans,</hi> born of thoſe illuſtrious Families, who with ſo much valour have endeavoured to advance the gran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deur of the Empire; divers Sons of Kings, and divers Kings themſelves, either tributaries or Allies of <hi>Rome,</hi> made their abode there with <hi>Auguſtus.</hi> There were thoſe who were rarely ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>compliſhed, both amongſt the <hi>Romans</hi> and amongſt the ſtrangers, and amongſt them it was that <hi>Julia</hi> found matter for her inconſtancy. Becauſe of the rank ſhe held, and the knowledge they had of the deſign of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> in my favour, few perſons durſt expreſs their particular de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns, and thoſe which by her beauty, and by the reſt of her charms ſhe had rendred really her ſlaves, contented themſelves to render her ſuch ſubmiſſive devoirs, that they hardly dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fered from adoration: but this Princeſs being clear ſighted in all things, and particularly in thoſe which ſerved to the expreſſion of amorous reſentments, eaſily diſcerned them through the veil of reſpect and ſubmiſſion; and whereas another perſon born with a courage propor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tionable to her birth, would have received this knowledge with anger and diſdain, <hi>Julia</hi> being of a quite contrary humour, liked well of all thoſe whom ſhe could only ſuſpect of ſome motion of affection, ſhe received them with an obliging countenance, ſhe favoured them in divers occurrences more than they could have hoped, and giving them all manner of occaſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons to perſevere in the reſentments they had for her, ſhe carefully avoided all thoſe that might give them any repulſe.</p>
                  <p>Oftentimes ſhe concealed her ſelf from me in what might afflict me; but ſometimes ſhe could not ſo well diſguiſe her ſelf, but that I took notice of ſome part of the truth: when I made my complaints to her of it; ſometimes ſhe took the pains to comfort me, and give me ſatisfaction, and ſometimes ſerving her ſelf of the Empire ſhe had over me, ſhe ſharply repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hended the authority I ſeemed to take over her actions, and reduced me into a condition of diſavowing all my complaints, and of asking pardon of her for the liberty my paſſion made me take.</p>
                  <p>I ſpeak unto you of theſe paſſages very ſuccinctly, becauſe I believe they are the ſame that have been related to you, and that in theſe occurrences there hapned no memorable event: but <hi>I</hi> will more enlarge my ſelf upon thoſe which you are ignorant of, and wherein more impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tant things befel me.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I</hi> lived in this faſhion both during <hi>Coriolanus</hi> his ſtay in the <hi>Aſturias,</hi> and that he made at <hi>Rome,</hi> before his departure into <hi>Africa:</hi> but for the latter time, he knows well himſelf, as un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grateful and forgetful as he is of it, that <hi>I</hi> ſpent it entirely in his intereſts; and that <hi>I</hi> was ſo employed in his quarrels both with <hi>Tyberius</hi> and <hi>Caeſar</hi> himſelf, that <hi>I</hi> could hardly beſtow a moment upon my own affairs. Certain it is, that during all that trouble <hi>I</hi> had hardly any thought but for his repoſe, wherein <hi>I</hi> intereſſed all the perſons with whom <hi>I</hi> could have any credit, and for whom <hi>I</hi> often put my ſelf in danger of drawing upon me the diſgrace and cho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ler of <hi>Auguſtus.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Coriolanus</hi> after he had extreamly wounded <hi>Tyberius,</hi> departed from <hi>Rome,</hi> as you have heard, and <hi>I</hi> ſtay'd there with a very ſenſible regret for his abſence, and the bad condition of his affairs. <hi>I</hi> will not tell you all that <hi>I</hi> acted with <hi>Caeſar</hi> to appeaſe him, all the quarrels <hi>I</hi> had with <hi>Tyberius</hi> his party, and with the Empreſs her ſelf, who would have armed Heaven and Earth to revenge her Son; and <hi>I</hi> will only relate unto you the progreſs of my love with <hi>Julia,</hi> and the laſt accidents whereby you ſee me reduced into the condition wherein you met me. Whatſoever diſpleaſure <hi>I</hi> received by theſe effects of the inconſtant humour of <hi>Julia,</hi> whereof <hi>I</hi> have briefly ſpoken, and by the good uſage ſhe ſhewed to thoſe perſons whom ſhe obſerved to bear her affection, <hi>I</hi> found ſome conſolation in the belief <hi>I</hi> had, that as kind, and as ſweet as ſhe was to others, ſhe was yet more affectionate to me, and m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>gre the motions of a wavering ſpirit, which ſhe could not retain, ſhe would return to me entirely, preferring me
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before all thoſe who could have any thought for her. This was that which made me ſupport all things with patience, and without doubt, <hi>I</hi> ſhall have done ſo ſtill for divers conſiderati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, if by the ſequel of her actions <hi>I</hi> had not loſt part of that opinion, and had not ſeen my ſelf expoſed to greater diſpleaſures than all thoſe <hi>I</hi> had reſented.</p>
                  <p>Amongſt thoſe who concurred to trouble my repoſe, <hi>Caius Druſus,</hi> the Son of <hi>Livia,</hi> and Brother of <hi>Tyberius,</hi> was he who croſſed me more than <hi>I</hi> could be by any perſon, who could counter ballance my credit both in <hi>Rome,</hi> and in the mind of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> but the Son of the Empreſs, who had power enough over the ſpirit of her Husband, to reſtrain in part the ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantageous inclinations he had toward me: and <hi>I</hi> believe alſo (though the charms of <hi>Julia</hi> were great enough to obtain more difficult conqueſts) that it was at the ſolicitation of <hi>Livia</hi> that <hi>Druſus</hi> embarked himſelf in the love of <hi>Julia.</hi> This ambitious Mother deſiring to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer upon her own Children, that which in the judgment of all the <hi>Romans, Auguſtus</hi> deſtined for me, and by all ways to conſerve to her ſelf the authority ſhe had acquired, had done be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore all that was poſſible for her to engage <hi>Tyberius</hi> in the ſearch of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Daughter, but not being able by all her endeavours, to diſentagle him from the love he bare to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſhe had turned her thoughts to <hi>Druſus,</hi> who was younger than his Brother only by one year, and had repreſented unto him with ſucceſs, that by the Marriage of <hi>Julia</hi> he might pretend to the Empire, and fruſtate the hopes of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who had the greateſt pretences to it. <hi>Dru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus</hi> being of an age, and in a condition to receive ſuch impreſſions, made no reſiſtance to his Mothers will, and though in the poſſeſſion of <hi>Julia</hi> he had not taken notice of the advantages which were found in <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Daughter, ſhe was amiable enough of her perſon only, to poſſeſs him really with love without any other intereſt, and it was without pain that he diſpoſed his inclinations to it.</p>
                  <p>What reſentment ſoever the concurrence of <hi>Druſus</hi> may have given me againſt him, <hi>I</hi> muſt always confeſs that he poſſeſſes all manner of great qualities; he is compleat in body and mind; and not yielding to <hi>Tyberius</hi> in valour and greatneſs of courage, he ſurpaſſes him without doubt in freedom, in ſweetneſs, and all manner of diſpoſitions to vertue. <hi>I</hi> will ſay no more to you of him, you have ſeen him, and been acquainted with him, and without doubt you have heard at <hi>Rome,</hi> that in the War of <hi>Dalmatia,</hi> whither he went with his brother without any command, and in divers other expeditions, where when he was hardly paſſed his infancy, he bare arms, he had already acquired a very great reputation, and given marvellous hopes of his valour and prudence. The knowledge whereof having puffed up his courage, he be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved he might diſpute <hi>Julia</hi> with me, although the Emperour had deſtined her for me, and that by a long acquaintance I ought to have gained her affections already: and ground<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing part of his hope upon the judgment he might have made of her inconſtancy, he made no doubt to engage himſelf in her ſervice. However he was not afraid to diſoblige me after the declaration I had made againſt all his relations in favour of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and in all the quarrels which that Prince had with <hi>Tyberius,</hi> having embraced his intereſts as mine own, no one ought to think it ſtrange if all the houſe of <hi>Livia</hi> bare me but a little affection, and that my conſideration, which poſſibly would have produced that effect in another, did not impede the Brother of <hi>Tyberius</hi> in a deſign of that importance; yet knowing that the intentions of the Emperour were wholly declared for me, he durſt not oppoſe them openly, and he en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavoured with ſecrecy and diſcretion to gain the affections of <hi>Julia,</hi> waiting opportunities to make his deſign known, when by the conduct and authority of <hi>Livia</hi> he ſhould ſet him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf in a condition to diſcover it. Being of ſo high a rank as he was, he had the liberty to ſee the Princeſs every day, and all perſons of his condition did ſo frequently render her their viſits, that I could not make ſtrange of his. Being intereſſed, and having a diſtruſt of the mind of <hi>Julia,</hi> I ſuſpected him as well as divers others, and made very frequent complaints of him to the Princeſs, as I did of other perſons, to whom, according to my opinion, ſhe was too good; but for a long time I had no particular ſuſpition of him: at leaſt I did not believe a great while that he was more gracious with <hi>Julia</hi> than the other Princes who viſited her, and I had poſſibly continued ſome years in this belief, if I had not been preſented with an occaſion to loſe it when I leaſt expected.</p>
                  <p>I was one day with the Princeſs, and I had ſpent an hour in converſation with her, without any company but two or three of her Maids, which were at the other end of her Cloſet, when ſhe riſing from me to go to a window which looked into the Court, a Letter fell under her garments at my feet without her perceiving of it: I took it up preſently, with an intention to give it her, but at the ſame inſtant, the ſuſpicion, which for ſome while before ſeldom quitted me, made me change my thought, and ſeeing that the Princeſs looking into the Court through the glaſs, had her back turned towards me, I had a mind to take this time to ſatisfie my curioſity in part, and without further conſulting with the reſpect I owed to <hi>Julia,</hi> opening the paper with an hand which by its trembling diſcovered to me part of the truth, I began to read theſe words.</p>
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                     <body>
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                           <hi>To the Princeſs</hi> JULIA.</head>
                        <p>I <hi>Shall conceal without regret my paſſion from all the World, ſince it is your will that it ſhould not be known but onely to your ſelf, and though I could not without ſome conſtraint render this difference to the Fortune of another, yet through that I owe to your command, all things are eaſie: my heart which declares it ſelf to you, more perfectly than my mouth could do, hath not the ſame expreſſions for other perſons, and you alone, with facility may behold the ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cret of a ſoul which you entirely poſſeſs: It is Fortune enough for me that you permit my love without repugnance, and I hope from time and your goodneſs diſpoſitions more en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tire.</hi>
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                  <p>I had not time to make an end of reading this Letter, and I was about this part of it, when <hi>Julia</hi> turning towards me ſurprized me in this employment, <hi>What do you read Marcellus?</hi> ſaid ſhe to me. But I was ſo ſurprized and aſtoniſhed at this cruel teſtimony of my misfortune, that ſhe asked me this queſtion twice before I was in a condition to ſhape her an anſwer: <hi>I would know,</hi> continued ſhe, <hi>what it is you read with ſo much attention;</hi> and with theſe words ſhe came nearer to me. I folded up the Letter with a deſign to make an end of reading it; but I could not give her any anſwer but by looks enflamed with a juſt indignation, and by the al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terations of my countenance, which ſufficiently diſcovered to her the troubles of my mind. Nevertheleſs ſhe perſiſted in her curioſity, and after ſhe had preſſed me divers times to ſhew her the paper which I had hid: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid I to her at laſt, making a ſtrong attempt to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſemble ſome part of my grief, <hi>it is a thing of ſo little importance, that it is not worth the pains you take to inform your ſelf of it.</hi> I ſpake theſe words with ſo ſad a countenance, that ſhe was in ſome ſort troubled at it, and marking how I was changed within a few moments, if ſhe had not divined the real cauſe, ſhe imagined at leaſt that it was ſome great matter which cauſed this alteration. <hi>I do not like it,</hi> replyed ſhe, <hi>that You ſhould keep any thing ſecret from me, and if You do any longer reſiſt the deſire I have to ſee that which You conceal from me, you will raiſe ſuſpitions in me, wherein poſſibly neither you nor I ſhall find our ſatisfaction.</hi>
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                  <p>I could no longer contain the deſpite which tormented me, and preſenting her the fatal paper wherein the marks of her inconſtancy were ſo deep engraven: <hi>Yes Madam,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>you ſhall ſee it, and it is juſt that I ſhould render that to You which is Your own, and to which I no way pretend. Behold,</hi> continued I, whilſt ſhe received her Letter with much confuſion, <hi>behold the dear marks of my Fortune which I remit into Your hands, and the fair effects of that firm affection which You have promiſed to</hi> Marcellus, <hi>and whereupon the abuſed</hi> Marcellus <hi>had eſtabliſhed all his glory, and all the Felicity of his Life.</hi>
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                     <hi>Julia</hi> was in ſuch a confuſion, that whatſoever aſſurance ſhe naturally had, for a long time ſhe was not in a condition to reply, and I was ſo tranſported, that fearing to tranſgreſs the bounds of the reſpect I owed her, if I purſued my reſentment in my diſcourſe, I kept ſilence with a conſtancy wherein my violent paſſion was genuinely repreſented. <hi>Julia</hi> who hath a ſpirit of another temper than mine, did much ſooner compoſe her ſelf than I, and beholding me with eyes of expreſſing ſome choler and diſdain: <hi>I take it ill,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>that you take the liberty to read my Letters without my permiſſion: all the intereſt you take in them cannot acquit You of the reſpect you owe me, and if you your ſelf have not found in your diſcretion part of the puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment which you deſerve, I ſhall make you ſenſible of my reſentments in ſuch a manner as ſhall make you learn to be more reſerved with me.</hi>
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                  <p>I was too well fortified by my conſcience, and by the juſtice of what I could reproach <hi>Julia</hi> with, to fear her choler, as I ſhould have done upon another occaſion wherein ſhe had been more reaſonable; and beholding her with a viſage, which ordinarily ſhews the difference be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween thoſe which are innocent, and thoſe that are culpable: <hi>I owe you,</hi> replyed I, <hi>much more reſpect than love, and if nothing can diſpence with my reſpect, my love finds in the cruel cheats you have put upon me, reaſons great enough to withdraw it ſelf from you for ever. I ſhall do what I can poſſible not to trouble his felicity any more, who acknowledgeth himſelf ſo reduable to your goodneſs, and what glory ſoever I find in ſerving you, I ſhould be the baſeſt of men, if I did not endeavour to recover out of your power, an heart ſo ungrateful and unworthily abandoned. You will do me a pleaſure,</hi> briskly anſwered Julia, <hi>and I ſuffer too much by your humour, to be ſorry for the loſs of a thing which makes me ſubject to tyranny. Ah! Madam,</hi> replyed I, <hi>you have no cauſe to complain, and whatſover uſage I have received from you, I ſhould be very ſorry that you could reproach me with an action wherein I have not, together with Princeſs</hi> Julia, <hi>to whom I have given my ſoul, conſidered the Daughter of</hi> Caeſar, <hi>to whom I owe all. If I have commit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted any fault of this nature, the Gods are my witneſſes that it is neither in my knowledge, nor ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to my intention, and to hinder me from falling into it, though I cannot give you an exact ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count of my abilities, I will do whatſoever I can poſſible to give you the ſatisfaction you deſire.</hi>
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Having ſpoken theſe words, <hi>I</hi> went from her, and departed out of her Chamber in the ſaddeſt condition that ever I was in my life.</p>
                  <p>In effect this viſible proof of her inconſtancy did ſo nettle me, that I could hardly be more moved by the moſt cruel accidents that could happen to me, and when I was retired into a place where I might diſgeſt my adventure, <hi>I</hi> found in it ſo much cauſe of grief, that <hi>I</hi> could hardly receive any conſolation. <q>Ah! <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I ſhould be a meer ſool; <hi>I</hi> ſhould be blinder than ever yet <hi>I</hi> have been, if I could any longer be ignorant of the infidelity of <hi>Julia;</hi> and the tricks ſhe hath put upon me heretofore, now appear in their true ſhape. Her love to <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> which ſhe would have paſs but for a fiction, was but too real, and if that Prince had not diſdained the affections of this unfaithful creature, neither the memory of all my ſervices, nor the authority of <hi>Caeſar</hi> had been capable of conſerving <hi>Julia</hi> for me. The demonſtrations of amity ſhe hath ſince made to ſo many perſons, and which ſhe would artificially make to paſs with me for effects of civility and gallantry, are the real effects of her lightneſs; and if my paſſion had left me any remainder of com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon ſenſe onely, I could not have been miſtaken: Return then to thy ſelf, <hi>Marcellus,</hi> out of this profound ſenſleſſneſs which hath unman'd thee, remember thy ſelf that thou art not born to be deſpiſed, and that thou art fit for ſomething better, and more great, than to be the eternal object of the inconſtancies of <hi>Julia.</hi> The intereſt which may joyn with her beauty, to fix thee to her ſervice, is not capable to engage a noble ſoul; and though in not beeing the Son-in-law of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> thou wilt loſe the hopes he hath given thee, thou art born in a dignity ſufficiently eminent, and thou maiſt poſſibly mount up to a very ſublime degree, if thou doſt not degenerate from the vertue of thy Anceſtors, nor diſgrace the be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginnings of thy life. Abandon then this ungrateful creature, which abandons thee every day by a lightneſs without example; and conſider that this baſe ſufference, to which ſhe hath ſubjected thee by her artifices, is unworthy of thy courage. All thoſe for whom ſhe now withdraws from thee the affections ſhe had given thee, are, it may be, both by birth and quality of perſon, inferiour to thee, and by the preference ſhe gives them above thee, ſhe poſſibly wrongs her ſelf as much as ſhe can offend thee, leave her then in this condition, wherein, without doubt, ſhe will quickly find cauſe to repent: and though after ſome re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flection, which will make her come to her ſelf again, ſhe would recall thee by her ordinary artifices; confirm thy ſelf in thy juſt reſentments, and let her know, that thou canſt live without her, ſeeing ſhe cannot live for thee alone.</q>
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                  <p>Theſe were the reſolutions to which my juſt reſentments carried me, but <hi>I</hi> was a little too weak to put them in execution, and this inconſtant Princeſs to my misfortune, had gotten ſuch a Dominion over my ſpirit, that it was impoſſible for me to diſ engage my ſelf. My grief quickly made it ſelf be taken notice of by thoſe perſons with whom <hi>I</hi> was moſt fami<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liar, and though <hi>I</hi> could not entirely conceal it from the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> my Mother, nor from my Siſters, ſhe to whom <hi>I</hi> did moſt confidently diſcover it, was the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra. I</hi> found in her likewiſe more conſolation than in all the reſt, and though there remained no more of the paſſion which <hi>I</hi> had once for her, than thoughts conformable to thoſe <hi>I</hi> had for my Siſters, I found in her ſo much ſweetneſs of ſpirit, ſo much freedom, and greatneſs of cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage, that there was no perſon in the World to whom <hi>I</hi> ſhould have opened my heart with more confidence: Upon the firſt complaints I made to her concerning this laſt diſpleaſure <hi>I</hi> had received from <hi>Julia:</hi> Brother, <hi>ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> (for it was <hi>Octavia's</hi> will that we ſhould alwayes uſe this name between us) <q>
                        <hi>I</hi> heartily participate in your juſt reſentments, and if <hi>Julia</hi> had confidence enough in me to regulate her actions by my counſel, I would take an or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der for the future that you ſhould ſee your ſelf no more ſubject to the diſpleaſures which ſhe hath made you ſenſible of. This is not the firſt time that <hi>I</hi> have taken notice of the lightneſs of her mind, and have foreſeen with grief, part of that which is befallen you; but if you believe me, and if it be poſſible for you, you will not exceſſively afflict your ſelf: part of this volatile humour of <hi>Julia</hi> will be diſſipated by a little more maturity in years; and though out of love and complacence to her ſelf, ſhe permits divers perſons to give her teſtimonies of their affections, yet I make no doubt but that ſhe doth not only prefer you before all others, but that all her real affection is yours. Ah Siſter! <hi>anſwered I,</hi> though what you ſay were true, my condition would not be a jot the better: <hi>I</hi> care not for a partial heart, and ſee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing I gave mine entirely to <hi>Julia,</hi> and that ſhe had once given hers in the ſame manner, ſhe cannot give any part of it to any perſon, without depriving me of that which juſtly belongs to me. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſaid all ſhe could in juſtification of <hi>Julia,</hi> but more to quiet my mind, than to excuſe a lightneſs which ſhe could not approve.</q>
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                  <p>In the mean while <hi>I</hi> continued divers days without rendring any viſits to <hi>Julia,</hi> and with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out being preſent at any of the places which ſhe was accuſtomed to frequent: and during that time, I did all I poſſibly could to learn who this new Rival was, which had ſo readily found
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a place in her affections. I ſtayed ſome days without being able to know the truth; but at laſt having addreſſed my ſelf to <hi>Phebe,</hi> one of her Maids, who was moſt acquainted with her ſecrets, whom I had gained by the preſents <hi>I</hi> made her, after ſhe had ſuffered her ſelf to be preſſed a great while for fear of her Miſtreſſes anger, and made me promiſe that I ſhould not diſcover it, ſhe told me it was <hi>Druſus,</hi> from whom <hi>Julia</hi> had received that letter and divers others, and that if any perſon had any part of her amity, it was <hi>Druſus</hi> above all others.</p>
                  <p>Upon this diſcovery I was enflamed with choler againſt this Rival, and bearing already no great affection to his houſe, for the reaſons that <hi>I</hi> have allegded unto you, I was upon the point of making my reſentment appear without any further delay: but I judged <hi>I</hi> could not do it with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out diſobliging and mortally offending <hi>Julia,</hi> by diſcovering things to her prejudice, which as yet were ſecret, and I had regard enough to the intereſts of that ingrateful Princeſs, to retain my ſelf for her ſake. But the violence I did my ſelf in not ſeeing her, quickly produced another effect, which was noted by all the perſons that did obſerve me; and <hi>Julia</hi> her ſelf, whom <hi>I</hi> could not avoid in thoſe places, where of neceſſity I muſt meet her, having taken notice as well as o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers, of the change which my ſadneſs had wrought in my countenance, whereof ſhe knew the cauſe, was poſſibly touched with ſome remorſe: and as affections do not imprint themſelves in her ſpirit, but that ſhe hath liberty enough left; ſo that which ſhe had conceived for <hi>Druſus</hi> was not ſtrong enough to oblige her to be willing to be totally quit of me, and to hinder the deſign of re ingaging me. In fine, whether it were out of a real motion of affection and repentance, or out of a fear of diſpleaſing <hi>Caeſar;</hi> whereupon the Princeſs <hi>Scribonia,</hi> her Mother every day read her lectures, ſhe left looking ill upon me, as ſhe had done in divers meetings, ſince the laſt converſation we had had, and by an obliging carriage, and looks full of ſweetneſs, ſhe endeavoured to make me ſtoop to her lure. I could not reſiſt thoſe efforts without laying a cruel conſtraint upon my ſelf, but my reſentment had ground enough to make me ſuffer any thing, before it could be diſſipated; and <hi>I</hi> had already ſo little confidence in <hi>Julia</hi>'s careſſes, that I could not look upon them but as the effects of artifice, rather than a real reſentment.</p>
                  <p>After I had avoided divers times the occaſion of ſpeaking to her before the Emperour, I was one day at her paſſage through a Gallery, which leads from hers to the Empreſs lodgings, and as I would have paſſed by her, making a profound reverence, without ſtaying, ſhe ſtept before me, and having taken me by the arm: <q>You do ill, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to flie as you do from perſons, which poſſibly love you better than they are obliged to do: <hi>I</hi> ſhould do ill indeed, <hi>anſwered I very coldly,</hi> if <hi>I</hi> ſhould flie from them that love me; but beſides that, I ſhall hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly have that belief concerning you, I only avoid the occaſions of diſpleaſing you, and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavour, as much as is poſſible for me, to give you that ſatisfaction that you have deſired of me: If <hi>I</hi> were as cholerick as you, <hi>replyed Julia, I</hi> ſhould poſſibly deſire it more than you believe, and if my inclination did not tranſcend my reſentments, <hi>I</hi> ſhould willingly leave you in an humor, wherein it may be you find ſome pleaſure; but becauſe <hi>I</hi> cannot render you that injuſtice, without ſuffering very much my ſelf by it, <hi>I</hi> forget in part what <hi>I</hi> owe to my ſelf, to make you remember what we mutually owe to each other: Madam, <hi>replyed I, I</hi> owe you all manner of reſpect and ſubmiſſion, and that way certainly I ſhall very exact<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly acquit my ſelf towards you all my life: <hi>I</hi> do not believe you can require any more of me, if you do not believe you are ſpeaking to <hi>Druſus,</hi> who, without doubt, owes you his heart and life in recompence of your affections.</q>
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                  <p>The Princeſs was troubled at this reproach, as I knew by the change of her countenance, and yet readily compoſing her ſelf: <hi>You do all you can,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>to incenſe me againſt you, but I pardon your paſſion, and if you had continued your ſelf within more reaſonable bounds, I ſhould already have cured your mind of ſuſpicion, which you have conceived upon very light ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearances. My ſuſpicions,</hi> replyed I, <hi>are become certainty, and I cannot deſire any farther clearing up of thoſe things, which to my misfortune, are but too evident. I have not been able, without doubt, to behold the fortune of</hi> Druſus <hi>without a mortal grief, but I ſhould envy him much more, if I did not know that it is very ill aſſured, and that ſome other will quickly make him loſe what he bath gained from me, rather by his good fortune than by his merit and ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices.</hi>
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                  <p>When <hi>I</hi> reproached the Princeſs with the lightneſs of her ſpirit, ſhe fell into a violent choler, and beholding me with an eye which ſufficiently expreſſed her indignation: <hi>You ſhall know,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>that the fortune of</hi> Druſus <hi>is not ſo ill-aſſured as you believe, and to give you other impreſſions of my ſpirit, I will put it into ſuch a condition, that you ſhall have much ado to ſhake it.</hi> Ending theſe words, ſhe quitted me with ſo many appearances of choler, that if <hi>I</hi> had not been more moved at her inconſtancy, than <hi>I</hi> could be at her anger, <hi>I</hi> ſhould have retired from this encounter with a diſpleaſure which would have left me but little quiet. She began thence forward to put her threatnings in execution; and whether it were to
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do me a ſpight, or to follow her own inclinations, ſhe carried her ſelf ſo towards <hi>Druſus,</hi> that few perſons doubted, but that he had a great ſhare in her affections. He viſited her punctually every day, and ſhe no longer fearing to make me jealous, which had obliged her before to lay ſome conſtraint upon her ſelf, careſſed and favoured him ſo openly, that all the perſons who had any intereſt in the conduct of her life, began highly to diſapprove her proceedings.</p>
                  <p>Whileſt theſe things paſſed (for I am obliged to ſpeak to you in my relation concerning the affairs of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> as I believe it hath not been eaſie for thoſe who have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counted the life of thoſe two perſons unto you, to acquaint you with all events, without intermingling ſomething concerning my fortune) the news came to <hi>Rome</hi> of the riſing of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> of the defeat of the firſt Troops, and the firſt proceedings of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> for the recovery of his Kingdom. This report at firſt ſurpriſed the ſpirit of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and enflamed him with a new choler againſt the Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> againſt whom he was ſufficiently animated by the wounding of <hi>Tyberius,</hi> and the continual ſollicitations of <hi>Livia;</hi> but a little after he freed himſelf a little of the trouble that this news had brought him, and though he could not undervalue the perſon of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whom he knew by the great things he had done for his ſervice, to be capable of undertaking and executing all things, yet he little feared his forces, and he believed that thoſe he had in <hi>Africa,</hi> under the command of <hi>Voluſius,</hi> were capable of reſtoring the Country to its former tranquility.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time the enemies of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> did not loſe this occaſion quite, to cry him down with <hi>Auguſtus;</hi> and <hi>Livia,</hi> as one intereſſed, forgot nothing which might exaſperate the Emperours mind to the moſt extream reſolutions againſt him. About this time <hi>Tybe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rius,</hi> after that his life was deſpaired of divers times, and he had lain divers months in danger, at laſt was cured of his great wound, and to the great contentment of his friends, he ſaw him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf in a condition to croſs his Rival more than ever. This was the renewing of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s ſorrows, and that Princeſs ſaw her ſelf expoſed afreſh to the perſecution, which had ſlept ever ſince the wounding of <hi>Tyberius.</hi> She recommended to me her own and my friends in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſts, and found me intended to make them alwaies my own. I was ſurpriſed more than all the reſt at the firſt report which arrived at the riſing of the <hi>Moors,</hi> and I thought it a little ſtrange that <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> who in the whole courſe of his life had reſerved nothing from me, ſhould conceal this deſign ſo carefully that I never had the leaſt ſuſpicion of it; but the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> made me ſuch excuſes as ſhe believed to be due to our friendſhip, and aſſured me that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> would not have concealed his intention from me, but only out of the reſpect he bare me, fearing either to render me his enemy, if I took part with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> or to render me odious to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> if after the knowledge of a deſign againſt his ſervice, I ſhould ſtill continue a friend to <hi>Coriolanus. Cleopatra</hi> performed the requeſt which <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had made to her with ſo good a grace, and alledged ſuch ſpecious reaſons to juſtifie the ſecrecy of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> that in ſtead of taking it ill at his hands, I believed I was obliged to him for it: and not be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing at that time prepoſſeſſed with any ſuſpicion of his infidelity, <hi>I</hi> believed eaſily that <hi>I</hi> ought to impute his reſervedneſs towards me only to his diſcretion.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> can teſtifie too, to render him the more criminal and odious, in what manner <hi>I</hi> received the news of his good ſucceſs, if the intereſts of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> to which I am inſeparably bound up, could remove me one moment from what <hi>I</hi> owed to our amity, and it <hi>I</hi> have not an hundred times for the intereſt of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> put my ſelf in danger of changing the affection of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> into violent reſentments againſt me. It is true, <hi>I</hi> was not in a condition to take his part ſo highly as <hi>I</hi> have done before, and after he had been publickly declared an Enemy to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and the Roman Empire, except <hi>I</hi> would declare my ſelf ſo too, <hi>I</hi> could not defend him ſo openly in thoſe things which went directly againſt <hi>Caeſar,</hi> as long as he was in arms againſt him, and did every day cut in pieces the Roman Troops. But in thoſe things which were more eſſential to him, and more important to his repoſe, namely, the preſerving of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> for him againſt the pretentions of <hi>Tyberius,</hi> I perſevered ſo en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tirely, that certainly <hi>I</hi> could not have acted for my ſelf with more ardency and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection. By <hi>Tyberius</hi> his cure, ſhe ſaw her ſelf expoſed to thoſe diſpleaſures, from which ſhe had had ſome breathing while; and beſides the effect of the preſſing ſollicitations of <hi>Livia, Caeſar</hi> knew well enough that he could take no revenge upon <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> which would be more ſenſible to him, than to give <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to his Rival. He cauſed her to be ſpoken to of it, and he ſpake to her of it himſelf in ſuch abſolute terms, that the Princeſs ſaw her ſelf reduced to the greateſt extremity that ever ſhe was in in her life: <q>Oh how de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſtable is the ingratitude of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> after thoſe things which <hi>I</hi> have ſeen with my eyes! and how happy was that unfaithful Prince in the perſeverance of the moſt beautiful perſon of the world! She reſiſted without wavering, all the pretentions of <hi>Tyberius</hi> his par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and when they had attempted all other waies,</q> 
                     <hi>Caeſar</hi> declared himſelf to her, that if after
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ſo many intreaties which he had made her to that purpoſe, ſhe would not by fair means eſpouſe <hi>Tyberius,</hi> he was reſolved to conſtrain her to it by all his authority; this coura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gious Princeſs looking upon him with an aſſurance not only above her ſex and age, but with a boldneſs equal to that of the <hi>Porcias,</hi> the <hi>Lucreces,</hi> and the <hi>Cato's:</hi> 
                     <q>I do not think <hi>Caeſar, ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> that after thou haſt affected in thy government the reputation of a juſt and moderate Prince, rather than of an Uſurper and a Tyrant, thou wouldeſt renew at <hi>Rome</hi> the violence of the <hi>Tarquins,</hi> and begin firſt with the Daughter of <hi>Anthony,</hi> who was thy equal and companion in the Empire; but if this be thy intention, I will ſpare thee the ſhame and reproach which this action may bring upon thee: and as ſhe, whoſe name I bear, and from whom I have received my birth, died to avoid the ſhame which thou prepared'ſt for her, ſo I ſhall know how to die too, to avoid the conſtraint wherewith thou threateneſt me.</q>
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                  <p>
                     <hi>Cleopatra</hi> uttered theſe words with an action ſo handſome, ſo noble, and ſo hardy, and <hi>Caeſar</hi> found in them ſomething ſo great and penetrative into the moſt ſenſible parts of his ſoul, that he was moved, aſhamed, and confounded at them, and being retired without replying one word to the Princeſs, he proteſted the ſame to <hi>Livia,</hi> that he would content himſelf to uphold her Son as much as he could; but whatſoever intreaty or conſideration might oblige him to it, he would never offer any violence to <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> He did not only make this declaration to <hi>Livia,</hi> but on the morrow he told <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Mecenas,</hi> that toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther with reproaches which had pierced his heart, he had received from a Maid ſuch in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtructions how to reign, that he ſhould be obliged to her for them as long as he lived; he continued divers daies much netled and troubled, and without ſcarce ſeeing the perſons who would have cauſed him to lay conſtraint upon the Daughter of <hi>Anthony.</hi>
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                  <p>This accident is remarkable, and the greatneſs of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s courage, certainly produced in this rancounter, an effect worthy of his actions. <hi>Livia</hi> remained much afflicted, and full of confuſion, and <hi>Tyberius</hi> was no leſs a few daies after, when with a like reſolution to that which ſhe had ſhewed before <hi>Caeſar, Cleopatra</hi> proteſted to him, that if he did obſtinately ſeek to eſpouſe her, by any other waies than by his ſervices, ſhe would infallibly deſtroy her ſelf, and that he ought to be very certain, that the very day of her Marriage ſhould be the day of her Funeral. By this couragious reſolution, in favour of <hi>Coriolanus, Cleopatra</hi> recovered the liberty which they had deprived her of, upon the point, that it was moſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſperate, and I ſaw this unexpected change, with a joy as great as was the confuſion of <hi>Tyberius.</hi> He almoſt died with the grief he took at it, and whether it were that he had no hope to make <hi>Caeſar</hi> change his reſolution, or whether he himſelf feared the effect of <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra</hi>'s threatnings, and would not expoſe himſelf to the danger of ſeeing her execute them; but he uſed no more any authority to acquire her, and employed only ſubmiſſions and teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monies of his love.</p>
                  <p>The affairs of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> were in this condition at <hi>Rome,</hi> when the repoſe of my mind was ruined there, by the ingratitude and inconſtancy of <hi>Julia.</hi> This Princeſs, as I told you, either to vex me with jealouſie, or to purſue her real inclinations, made no difficulty of be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtowing publick teſtimonies of affection upon <hi>Druſus;</hi> and ſhe having a ſpirit which is not troubled with the report and opinion of the vulgar, carried her ſelf ſo, that ſcarcely any per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon at <hi>Rome</hi> made any doubt but that <hi>Druſus</hi> poſſeſſed that place in <hi>Julia</hi>'s heart which was deſtined for me, and which ſometime I enjoyed. At firſt I endeavoured to receive this change with indifferency, and to let <hi>Julia</hi> know that I did not envie <hi>Druſus</hi> his Fortune: and to that end I forced my ſelf to put the beſt face upon it I poſſibly could before her, and to appear as little moved at her inconſtancy as if I had not been concerned in it: but I could not long lay this conſtraint upon my ſelf, and though I was incenſed, I was ſtill a lover and a very paſſionate one too. To my misfortune all my reſolution proved vain againſt a power to which I had too much ſubmitted my ſelf, and in ſpite of my heart I could not behold the advantages of <hi>Druſus</hi> without being heartily ſenſible of them.</p>
                  <p>The violent grief I conceived thereupon, quickly made it ſelf remarkable: and not only the Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> my Siſters, and my moſt familiar Friends perceived it, but the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perour, who took more intereſt in me than I deſerved, took notice of it with regret, and preſſed me every day to acquaint him with the real cauſe of it. In diſcovering it to him I had an aſſured means to ſatisfie my ſelf upon <hi>Julia</hi> and <hi>Druſus,</hi> in ruining the pretenſions of my rival, and declaring the Daughters infidelity to a Father who would not have ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proved of it. I and all the <hi>Romans</hi> knew that the intentions of <hi>Caeſar</hi> were entirely for me, and though <hi>Druſus</hi> were Son to the Empreſs, he could not hope to do me any prejudice, but I would not make uſe of this advantage in a caſe wherein I thought I could not do it without baſeneſs: and ſeeing that by the merit of my perſon I could not conſerve the affections of this volatile Princeſs, I would not employ the authority of a Father for a thing which ſeemed due
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to my perſonmy love and ſervices, I alledged to <hi>Caeſar</hi> ſometimes the indiſpoſition of body, and at other times other cauſes of ſadneſs: and I was not only unwilling that he ſhould learn the truth from my mouth; but when I ſaw <hi>Octavia,</hi> my Mother and his Siſter (who was inte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſſed in my afflictions as much as a good Mother could be) in a reſolution to diſcover that to him which I kept concealed, and to make complaint to him of his Daughter with a great deal of reſentment: after I had in vain requeſted her not to render me that diſpleaſure, I proteſted to her that if ſhe would not condeſcend to his deſire, I would be gone from <hi>Rome,</hi> ſo far from her that poſſibly in divers years ſhe ſhould have no news of me; the fear of it reſtrained her againſt her deſign; but ſhe ſharply blamed me for my vain conſiderations, and could not forbear upon divers occaſions to teſtifie her particular reſentment to <hi>Julia:</hi> but if <hi>Octavia</hi> were ill ſatisfied with her, the Empreſs in revenge had all the cauſe that might be to be contented; and ſeeing her deſigns proceed with all the ſucceſs ſhe could wiſh, ſhe made ſo many demonſtrations of amity to <hi>Julia,</hi> that if ſhe had been her own Daughter ſhe could not have received more.</p>
                  <p>All theſe things ſtung me at laſt in a part where I was very ſenſible: and according to my judgement my honour finding it ſelf intereſſed, was more impatient than my love. I could not endure that it ſhould be believed that I had quitted a place to <hi>Druſus</hi> which I had firſt poſſeſſed, and which by all reaſon was more due to me than to him; and when I ſought means to make my reſentments appear without injuring the conſideration which was due to <hi>Caeſar</hi> in the perſon of his Daughter, ſhe gave me ſo great occaſions, that I thought it impoſſible any longer without baſeneſs. In all the aſſemblies, and all the publick ſpectacles that the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perour often exhibited to the people, <hi>Druſus</hi> was always with her: and if at any time by coming late he was diſtant from her, ſhe called him in my very preſence, and made him take the neareſt place to her he could poſſible.</p>
                  <p>There is a ſacrifice yearly offered in the <hi>Capitol,</hi> the ſame day that the City was delivered from the <hi>Gauls,</hi> wherein amongſt other Ceremonies, one of the principal Roman Ladies, elected for that action by the voices of the people, goes to make an offering to <hi>Jupiter</hi> of ſome gifts of acknowledgement in behalf of the Common-wealth, and cauſes her ſelf to be conducted to the Altar by one of the chiefeſt Romans, and ordinarily by one of her neareſt Relations, whom ſhe moſt eſteems. This year <hi>Julia</hi> was entreated to perform this office; and the Emperour, as it is ordinary, with the Empreſs, all the Senate and the whole Court was preſent at the Capitol, and aſſiſted at the Sacrifice. When it was time that <hi>Julia</hi> ſhould approach to the Altar, all the company caſt their eyes upon me, as the man who infallibly ſhould accompany her; and what miſunderſtanding ſoever was between us, the Emperours will being publickly known, I did not believe ſhe durſt call any other than my ſelf; yet knowing it depended upon her choice, and diſtruſting her humour, I did not preſent my ſelf as I ſhould have done at another time, but the Emperour himſelf made a ſign to me to ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vance: I roſe from my place to obey him, and approached to <hi>Julia:</hi> but ſhe ſaved me the labour, and when I was near enough to give her my hand, ſhe turned her ſelf another way, and called <hi>Druſus</hi> to come, and render her that office.</p>
                  <p>The greateſt part of the perſons that were in the Temple intereſſed themſelves in the affront which I received: and if <hi>Livia, Tyberius,</hi> and thoſe of their party were ſatisfied in it: not only <hi>Octavia</hi> and they that took my part, but <hi>Auguſtus</hi> himſelf was ſo troubled at it, that had it not been out of reſpect to the ſacredneſs of the place, he had publickly made his diſpleaſure appear. For my part I was ſo much moved at it, that I was quite out of countenance, and not daring for divers conſiderations to expreſs in publick my reſentment to the Daughter of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> I retired to my place full of choler and confu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion, and a little after not being able to ſtay any longer in a place wherein I had received this affront, I ſlipt into the preſs and got out of the Temple, without ſtaying till the end of the Sacrifice.</p>
                  <p>When I was come to my lodging, I quitted my ſelf of thoſe who had taken the pains to accompany me thither, upon my entreaty, that they would grant me an hours liberty to do ſome buſineſs: and a little after knowing that the moſt affectionate among them partly ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gining my intention, would not be far from me; to avoid the trouble of viſits, which I could not have endured in the bad humour I then was, and the obſtacles which might croſs my deſign, I went down ſecretly by a private pair of ſtairs into the Garden: and from thence attended by one Squire only, I went to the houſe of <hi>Sulpicia</hi> a Roman Lady of eminent quality, one whom you know, and in whom I had very great confidence. It was before her that I highly exclaimed againſt the infidelity of <hi>Julia,</hi> and made my complaint freely, as well of this laſt injury as of thoſe which had preceded, and did violently out with all which lay upon my heart. <hi>Sulpicia</hi> did all ſhe could poſſible, not to excuſ the inconſtancy of <hi>Julia</hi> (for ſhe was one of the firſt to condemn her) but to hinder me from taking the effects
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thereof ſo much to heart, and to moderate in part the tranſports wherewith I was trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled. <q>If I were <hi>Marcellus, ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> I would deal after another manner than you do, and the ſpirit of <hi>Julia</hi> will better be reduced by marks of indifferency and coldneſs, than by this boiling humour, and theſe violent reſentments whereinto you precipitate your ſelf. And if I were <hi>Sulpicia, anſwered I to her,</hi> I ſhould give this counſel to my friends; but ſeeing I am <hi>Marcellus,</hi> intereſſed in my repoſe, and in my honour, and to my misfortune ſtill paſſionate for that unfaithful Princeſs, I cannot contain my ſelf within that coldneſs and that indifferency which you expreſs. My love is not extinguiſhed for being injured: and it is through the indignation of Heaven that theſe effects of ingratitude have not been able to baniſh it out of my mind. I have not ceaſed from loving her, though I have forborn in part to render her the devoirs to which I was daily obliged: and if I have ſupported with moderation the ſecret teſtimonies of her change, the publick ones have wronged me too much for me to be able to diſſemble them.</q>
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                  <p>After theſe words and ſome other diſcourſes that I had with <hi>Sulpicia,</hi> I called for paper, and without conſulting any more with my former reſpect, in my tranſport I wrote theſe words to <hi>Julia.</hi>
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                        <head>MARCELLUS <hi>to the Princeſs</hi> JULIA.</head>
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                           <q>AS long as you injured but my love only, I ſupported your inconſtancy with patience enough, and I have not demanded any reparation for it; becauſe I believe that by preferring <hi>Druſus</hi> before me, you had ſufficiently puniſhed your ſelf, you are obliged to me beſides for this, that forſaken as I was, I have alwaies out of love to you, kept ſecret what I could not diſcover but to your diſadvantage and confuſion; but ſince you have been forward to publiſh it your ſelf, and that to the infidelity which only wronged my love, you have been pleaſed to add an injury which wrongs my courage and my honour; you muſt not think it ſtrange, if I grant that to my honour that poſſibly I owed not to my love, and that I ſeek the ſatisfaction which it demands of me by thoſe waies, which hitherto the reſpect and conſideration I had for you hindred me from.</q>
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                  <p>After I had written this Letter, I gave it to the Squire who waited upon me, with order to carry it to <hi>Julia</hi> the ſame day: and after his departure, ſtaying a while longer, but in vain, to find out ſome means to execute my deſign with little noiſe, I took at laſt an horſe and a foot-man from <hi>Sulpicia</hi>'s houſe, and without any other company <hi>I</hi> went out to ſeek <hi>Druſus,</hi> and to make him draw his ſword whereſoever <hi>I</hi> could meet him. <hi>I</hi> went di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rectly to his houſe, but having underſtood at his gate that he was not returned ſince he went forth to go to the <hi>Capitol,</hi> and that he had dined with <hi>Mecenas, I</hi> went to paſs by <hi>Mecenas</hi> his houſe, and by good fortune as <hi>I</hi> came near the gate, <hi>I</hi> ſaw <hi>Druſus</hi> come out there a horſe-back, attended only by perſons on foot, who were not capable to hinder the effect of my reſolution. <hi>I</hi> no ſooner ſaw him but my reſentment violently re-inforcing it ſelf, <hi>I</hi> could hardly forbear running upon him with my Sword in my hand, yet <hi>I</hi> moderated my ſelf as much as <hi>I</hi> poſſibly could, and accoſting him with a viſage wherein he might read part of my intentions: <hi>Druſus,</hi> ſaid <hi>I</hi> to him, <hi>I have a moments buſineſs with you. Druſus</hi> did not ſtand to make himſelf farther intreated to hearken to me, but withdrawing twelve or fifteen paces from thoſe who attended him: <hi>What do you deſire of me,</hi> ſayes he to me? when we were at liberty of ſpeaking without being over-heard; <q>
                        <hi>I</hi> deſire, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> to make you know that you have gained by your fortune, only what could be due to none but my ſelf, by the way of merits and ſervices; and that after the knowledge you had of my deſigns for <hi>Julia,</hi> and my engagement to her, you could not employ your ſelf in her ſervice, nor ſerve your ſelf againſt me with the inconſtancy of her ſpirit without declaring your ſelf my Enemy, and giving me juſt occaſion of proceeding to extremities with you. I am not obliged, <hi>replyed Druſus, without being troubled,</hi> to conſider your intereſts to my own prejudice; and ſince that which you have done againſt us, for the Enemies of our Family, there hath been no amity between us which might hinder me from following my inclinations and ſeeking my own advantages out of fear of diſpleaſing you: I am willing to believe that I owe to my Fortune whatſoever I could acquire in the eſteem of the Princeſs <hi>Julia;</hi> but whatſoever I owe to my Fortune, I ſhall know how to defend by valour againſt all thoſe which ſhall believe their pretentions to be more lawful than mine. It ſhall be then, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> by the end of thy life or mine, that thou ſhalt diſpute thy rights againſt mine: and without any further delay we will withdraw our ſelves from thoſe perſons who may oppoſe our intentions, to go and give <hi>Julia,</hi> by an ultimate deciſion, to the moſt valiant, or to the moſt fortunate.</q>
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                     <hi>Druſus</hi> had expected no leſs; and yet out of the conſideration he had for <hi>Caeſar,</hi> whoſe affection to me was known to him, rather than out of fear of my arms, theſe words trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled him a little; but after he had ſtaid ſome moments without reply, <q>I am ſorry, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that I cannot ſatisfie your deſires and mine, without putting my ſelf in danger of incur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring the Emperours diſpleaſure: but though I might fear all things from his indignation, yet to render what I owe to my honour, I ſhall paſs by all manner of conſiderations, and will alledge no excuſe to be diſpenſed with from the combat which you demand. I ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected no leſs from you, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> let us go, and ſeeing our arms are equal, let us no longer delay our mutual ſatisfaction:</q> Ending theſe words, I ſpurred my horſe through the ſtreet towards the next gate of the City: and <hi>Druſus</hi> quitting the company which fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed him, came preſently unto me, and rode along by my ſide with an ardor little different from mine, but at the turning of the firſt ſtreet we met <hi>Tyberius,</hi> attended only by a great number of ſlaves on foot, and ſome perſons on horſe-back. He no ſooner ſaw us alone to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether, and in the condition wherein he met us, but he gueſſed at the truth, knowing well that for ſome time paſt there had been no Society between his Brother and I: and not doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing but what had happened at the <hi>Capitol</hi> that morning, might oblige me to ſome reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, in the preſent thought he had of it, he took his Brothers horſe by the bridle, ſo that he could not get from him. <hi>Brother,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>whither go you alone with</hi> Marcellus, <hi>in ſo much haſte? Druſus</hi> being ſurprized, and not being ready with an anſwer, would have made ſome ſorry excuſe: but <hi>Tyberius</hi> gave no credit to it, and oppoſig his paſſage more than before: <q>You ſhall not go without me, <hi>added he,</hi> and I am of a Relation near enough to you, not to be ſuſpected in all affairs you can have with <hi>Marcellus.</hi>
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                  <p>Being as I was full of impatience and boiling with choler, and bearing as little affection to <hi>Tyberius</hi> as to <hi>Druſus,</hi> I could not diſſemble the truth, and addreſſing my ſelf to <hi>Tyberius,</hi> No, <hi>ſaid I to him, Tyberius</hi> you are not ſuſpected, and you have intereſt enough in your Brothers rather to perfect than to break our deſign. <q>I ſhall quickly find ſome body to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertain you with an exerciſe like to ours, and you may find an occaſion to make part of the reſentments you have againſt <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> appear againſt his friend. I had thought, <hi>replied Tyberius,</hi> that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had been no longer your friend, ſince he was declared the enemy of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and of the Empire: but whether it be to end the quarrels, which ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times we have had for the intereſts of that <hi>African,</hi> or to ſerve my Brother in thoſe which he may have with you, I will not avoid the occaſion of ruining his Fortune: and I believe you will not want one to ſecond you, againſt whom I may conſerve my Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>putation.</q>
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                  <p>He ſpake in this manner, when I ſaw haſtening to us the young Prince <hi>Ptolomy,</hi> the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who upon a ſuſpicion he had of my deſign, ſearched after me all about, with a great deal of earneſtneſs. This Prince was but eighteen years old, but at that age he had already given extraordinary proofs of his courage and vigor: and I knowing that he loved me well enough to ſerve me againſt <hi>Tyberius,</hi> without ſtaggering at it, and that I could not match <hi>Tyberius</hi> with a man more conformable to his birth, I preſently re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to employ him, believing that I could not go ſeek a friend elſewhere without loſing a great deal of time, and without giving them an occaſion to hinder our deſign who had an intention to do it. The good opinion I had of this young Prince, and the preſſing oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion made me to take this reſolution: and becauſe of his youth, and divers other conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rations, I ſhould not have caſt my eyes upon him, nor have gone to have ſought him to have made him run this fortune. He was no ſooner come to us, but without ſo much as looking upon <hi>Tyberius</hi> and his Brother, he told me in terms full of affection, that he ſought me to link himſelf inſeparably to me, and to make my intereſts his own without any diſtinction. By this action, and by his diſcourſe which he uttered with a marvellous grace, <hi>I</hi> confirmed my ſelf in my deſign, and embracing him with an affection like to his own: <q>Brother, <hi>ſaid he to him (for as you know the children of</hi> Anthony, <hi>and thoſe of</hi> Octavia, <hi>alwaies called ſo)</hi> I eſteem your amity and your courage as I ought; and to teſtifie ſo much to you, I offer you to day a fair occaſion of acquiring glory againſt <hi>Tyberius</hi> I aſſure my ſelf, that the reputation of his valour cannot fright you, and that you love me ſo well as to fight with him, whileſt I do the like with his Brother. Doubt it not, <hi>ſaid</hi> Ptolomy <hi>to me,</hi> and believe that I could not receive a more dear teſtimony of your friendſhip, nor an occaſion of ſerving you which I ſhould embrace with more joy. Ah! <hi>cryed</hi> Tyberius, <hi>interrupting us,</hi> it is not my intention, and I will not draw my ſword againſt the Brother of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> upon any condition. I am ſorry, <hi>replyed the young Prince,</hi> that you have that conſideration for me, and I ſhall requite you for it upon another occaſion, wherein the intereſts of <hi>Marcellus</hi> are not concerned, but for them <hi>Tyberius,</hi> I ſhall be againſt you without diſpute; and as young as I am I hope you will not blaſt the glory of your actions by drawing a ſword againſt me.</q>
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                     <hi>Tyberius</hi> conteſted yet along time upon the difficulty he made to fight with the Brother of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> but the young Prince preſſed him ſo, and touched upon his honour in ſo quaint terms, that believing he could not any longer deny him, without injuring his reputation: <q>Young man, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> you force me to an action, whereunto the love I bear the Princeſs your Siſter doth not permit me to diſpoſe my ſelf without great repugnance; but you will juſtifie me to her, and teſtifie unto her the violence you do me.</q> Having ſpoken theſe words he rode along with us without any further diſpute; but as we paſſed into a ſpa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious place near the Temple of <hi>Veſta,</hi> we ſaw a great number of perſons which made haſte to part us, and ſtop the paſſages out of the City. My friends upon my going alone from <hi>Sulpicia</hi>'s houſe, from whom they underſtood ſome part of my reſentments; and <hi>Druſus</hi> his friends upon my coming to ſeek him at his houſe contrary to my cuſtome, and in the condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion I was, and all of them upon what had paſſed at the <hi>Capitol,</hi> and upon divers other ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearances had conjectured the truth, and were ſeparated into divers troops, that they might not fail to find us, and hinder the execution of our deſign. I thought we could have eſcaped from the firſt that appeared by another ſtreet: but when I ſaw great troops coming on every ſide whitherſoever I could caſt my eyes, I was ſeized upon by as violent a diſpleaſure as ever I had been ſenſible of in my life: and turning my ſelf towards <hi>Druſus</hi> with an action that ſufficiently expreſſed my choler: <q>We can go no further, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> but we will not quit one another in this manner, and before the people who are coming to us can have time to part us, one of us will have time enough to draw bloud of his enemy.</q>
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                  <p>I had no ſooner made an end of theſe words, but I had my ſword in my hand: and <hi>Druſus</hi> having been no leſs forward than my ſelf to that action, we thruſt at one another with a great deal of animoſity: <hi>Ptolomy</hi> obliged <hi>Tyberius</hi> to the ſame, and in the preſence of a thouſand witneſſes all four of us began a Combat, which could not have been of any long continuance by reaſon of its violence, though the great number of thoſe who ran to part us had not hindred the ſequel. At the firſt paſs I received a great wound in the thigh, and <hi>Druſus</hi> was run through the ſhoulder; and young <hi>Ptolomy</hi> having charged <hi>Tyberius</hi> like a Lion, they ſlightly hurt one another at the firſt bout; but when we would have gone to it again, we had not the liberty, and we were environed by ſo many perſons, that whatſoever <hi>Druſus</hi> and I could do, it was not poſſible for us to engage any more. This hindrance of my moſt violent deſires made me exceed the bounds of moderation towards my moſt officious friends; and in ſtead of thanking them for the care they took of my life, I expreſſed my diſpleaſure in ſuch terms as they would not have taken at my hands if they had not been really my friends. Nevertheleſs there was a neceſſity that I ſhould be patient; and <hi>Agrippa</hi> with divers of the moſt noble Romans conducted <hi>Ptolomy</hi> to <hi>Octavia</hi>'s houſe, whileſt <hi>Domitius</hi> with a great number of others carried home <hi>Tyberius</hi> and his brother.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Octavia</hi> though ſhe were endued with a great courage, the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and my Siſters could not ſee me bloudy without fear and grief; but they were better ſatisfied, when my wound having been ſearched, was not found dangerous, though it were great. <hi>Ptolomy</hi> was hurt in one of his arms, but it was very ſlightly; and the Princeſs his Siſter, who was afraid when ſhe ſaw the bloud upon his habit, was not ſorry that by that little he had loſt, he had teſtified his amity to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and his courage to all the Romans.</p>
                  <p>The report of our quarrel being preſently ſpread abroad, the whole City took part with our intereſts; but I may truly ſay, that how great ſo ever the credit of <hi>Livia</hi> was, my part was the greater, and the moſt powerful: and beſides the affection, which through my good hap all the diſ-intereſſed Romans bare me, the authority of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who for all the love he bare his Wife, did not ſtick to declare himſelf for me, fortified it very much. He did me the honour to come and ſee me when my wound was ſcarce dreſs'd; and he was no ſooner come near my bed, but embracing me with as much affection and tenderneſs as if I had been his own Son: <q>What <hi>Marcellus, ſaid he to me,</hi> are you ſo prodigal of a life that is as dear to me as my own? and do I ſee you in danger at <hi>Rome</hi> cloſe by me by the children of <hi>Livia,</hi> after you had eſcaped ſo many dangers againſt the arms of our enemies? Sir, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> I have been but in few perilous encounters, and that were not enough to oblige you to the care which out of an extraordinary goodneſs, you take of me. No danger, <hi>replyed Caeſar,</hi> can be ſo ſlight in relation to you, but 'tis very terrible to me; and you know I love <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> well enough, to be as ſenſible of his hurt as if I had received it my ſelf: but in fine, what is the occaſion that hath urged you to ſo violent extremities againſt the Son of <hi>Livia?</hi> Sir, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> it was for ſome words which <hi>Tyberius</hi> and <hi>Ptolomy</hi> had together concerning <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> and I loving the children of <hi>Anthony</hi> as my Brethren, as you and the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> would have me, could not ſeparate my ſelf from their intereſts any more upon this than any other occaſion.</q>
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                     <hi>Auguſtus</hi> ſhook his head at this diſcourſe, and looking upon me with an action which ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficiently aſſured me, that he did not believe me: <q>I only asked you this queſtion, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that I might receive from your own mouth the confirmation of a thing, which I have the true relation of already from my Siſter: your diſcretion is admirable, that when you have ſuch juſt cauſe to accuſe the inconſtancy, the ingratitude, and the imprudence of <hi>Julia</hi> you do not open your mouth to complain of it: but I ſhall know how to take ſuch order as is fit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting, both as the Father of <hi>Julia,</hi> and as being intereſſed in the repoſe of <hi>Marcellus:</hi> and I ſhall let <hi>Druſus</hi> and <hi>Julia</hi> know the diſpleaſure I have received from the ambition of the one, and the ill conduct of the other. Ah! Sir, <hi>cryed I,</hi> the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> could not afflict me more ſenſibly, than in rendering me criminal as ſhe hath done, both towards <hi>Julia,</hi> and towards your ſelf: and if in the tranſports of my paſſion I have made complaints to her ſometimes as to my Mother, ſhe ſhould have remembred, that perſons in love are not alwayes rational in their diſcourſes and actions.</q> I have no cauſe to complain of the Princeſs <hi>Julia;</hi> I have received favours from her, above what I could juſtly pretend to: and if I could not render her ſo much affection or acknowledgment by my ſervices as I could deſire, I have no body to accuſe for it but my ſelf, on whom the Gods have not beſtowed qualities ſufficiently amiable to merit the affections of <hi>Julia.</hi> Marcellus, <hi>replied the Emperour,</hi> by your procedure ſo full of diſcretion and goodneſs, you render <hi>Julia</hi> yet more criminal, and I will let her know how ſenſible I am of the diſpleaſure ſhe hath done me, in ſuch a manner that for the future ſhe ſhall be more circumſpect to avoid the occaſions of it. Ah! Sir, <hi>ſaid I, with an action full of tranſport,</hi> you cannot upon my conſideration expoſe the Princeſs to the leaſt diſpleaſure, without bringing me to my Grave; and though it were true, that I could not conſerve the goodneſs ſhe once ſhewed me, I ſhould acknowledge the For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune to be above me, ſo that I ſhould attribute the loſs of it rather to the juſtice of the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs than to her inconſtancy. <q>You flatter her too much, <hi>added Caeſar;</hi> but ſeeing you love her ſo much as not to deſire any reparation of her fault, that might cauſe any grief to her, I will ſpare her for your ſake, and will only command her to ſee <hi>Druſus</hi> no more, and to diſpoſe her ſelf to be married to you ſo ſoon as you are recovered. Sir, <hi>replied I,</hi> in this grace which you offer me, I find all the ſelicity I could wiſh: but though it were greater, yet I would not accept of it while I lived, if the inclinations of <hi>Julia</hi> muſt be forced to beſtow it upon me. She is of a birth not to ſuffer violence for the fortune of <hi>Marcellus;</hi> and it is by my love, Sir, and by my ſervices that I ought to acquire her, rather than by your authority. There will be no need, <hi>anſwered the Emperour,</hi> to force the inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of <hi>Julia</hi> to oblige her to marry you: and I aſſure my ſelf whatſoever fault the incon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtancy of her ſpirit hath made her commit, that you are not only more dear to her than <hi>Druſus</hi> but that ſhe will prefer you with all her heart before all other perſons that I could preſent to her.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Emperour had ſome other diſcourſe with me upon this Subject, whereby he endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured a little to compoſe my ſpirit: after which he left me, proteſting he ſhould not be ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfied if I had not quickly recovered the health of my body, and the repoſe of my mind. I knew afterwards that he had groſs words with the Empreſs the ſame day, complaining very much of her favouring the pretenſions of her Son, in prejudice of the deſign he had for me, wherewith ſhe was long ſince acquainted, and commanded her to forbid her Son from ſeeing the Princeſs any more upon deſign. He chid <hi>Julia</hi> too very ſharply: and after he had pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to her the diſpleaſure ſhe had cauſed him, and the danger whereinto, by her impru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, ſhe had caſt the chief amongſt the Romans, he commanded her to ſee <hi>Druſus</hi> no more, except it were to make him loſe all the hopes ſhe could have given him. I know not what effect this produced upon the ſpirit of <hi>Julia,</hi> the ſecret whereof is very difficult to know: but I verily believe, that as paſſions do not ſtrongly fix themſelves in her ſoul, ſo ſhe took leſs to heart, the violence which was offered to the affection which poſſibly ſhe might bear to <hi>Druſus</hi> than another perſon could have done: and <hi>I</hi> am ignorant likewiſe whether it were by the commandment of the Emperour, or upon ſome other motion, that ſhe diſpoſed her ſelf to do what ſhe did in my favour: but howſoever it was, the next day ſhe came to viſit me with the Princeſs <hi>Scribonia</hi> her Mother, who would needs do me this honour. <hi>I</hi> ſtarted at the ſight of her, either out of reſentment or love; <hi>I</hi> knew not how at firſt to judge, whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther <hi>I</hi> ought to rejoyce at this viſit or not: and this ſight did ſo much diſorder me that <hi>I</hi> could not anſwer the civilities of <hi>Scribonia,</hi> but with confuſion.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Octavia, Cleopatra,</hi> my Siſters, and ſome other Perſons, were by my bed when the two Princeſſes entred, and after the firſt diſcourſes of <hi>Scribonia,</hi> whereby with a great deal of care and affection ſhe informed her ſelf of my health, and expreſſed the ſorrow which ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived for my hurt, ſhe had a mind to give me time to entertain her Daughter, with whom for divers conſiderations ſhe earneſtly deſired my reconciliation: and taking <hi>Octavia</hi> by
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one hand, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> by the other, under pretext of enquiring the particulars of my quarrel with <hi>Druſus,</hi> ſhe led them another way, and left me alone with <hi>Julia,</hi> or at leaſt the perſons which remained were far enough off, ſo that they could be no hindrance to our converſation.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Julia</hi> had a good opportunity to begin, and I was ſo troubled, that for a long time I could not find words wherewith to entertain her; neither did ſhe expect it; but as ſoon as ſhe judged her ſelf to be out of the hearing of any perſon, after ſhe had caſt a look upon me compoſed of ſeverity and ſweetneſs: <q>I know not <hi>Marcellus, ſaid ſhe,</hi> where to begin whether with complaint or with ſatisfaction; you have in appearance great cauſe to accuſe me, and in effect you have extreamly offended me: if I were as forward in my reſentments as you have been in yours, I ſhould poſſibly have made you know, that my ſpirit is not over-ruled by the waies which you have followed; but I have been willing to pardon you partly in regard of your paſſion, which doth not alwaies permit reaſon to act with entire liberty, and partly in regard of an inclination which your deportments have not been able to baniſh out of my mind, though they have obliged me to keep it a long time concealed.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I cannot tell you after what manner I received theſe firſt words of <hi>Julia,</hi> nor what im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion they made at firſt upon my ſpirit, becauſe I gave but little credit to them; but I remember well that I anſwered her with coldneſs enough: <q>
                        <hi>Madam,</hi> if the offences I have done you were known to me, I ſhould beg your pardon for them with all the repentance they could require, and ſhould ſubmit my ſelf without repugnance to all the puniſhments you would inflict upon me for their expiation; but the Gods are my witneſſes, that hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therto I have believed my ſelf to be very innocent towards you, and as I am very far from expecting ſatisfaction from you, for the evils you made me ſuffer, ſo I know not for what I owe you any, except it be for having loved you poſſibly more than you deſired, and for not being able to ſupport the loſs of your affections with an abſolute unſenſibility. I ſhould not think it ſtrange, <hi>replyed Julia,</hi> or at leaſt I ſhould not complain of you at all, that the loſs of my affections had cauſed you a diſpleaſure: but to ſee that upon an ill-grounded ſuſpicion, which if you had expected with ſweetneſs and moderation, I ſhould have cleared up to you ſo as to have given you perfect ſatisfaction, you ſhall flie to extremities, and break off from me with a frowardneſs altogether contrary to the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect and love which I thought I merited from you, and that you ſhould forbear to viſit me, or ſo much as look upon me in thoſe places where you met me: and that when out of an exceſs of goodneſs which I did not owe you, I ſought occaſions to be reconciled, and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſcending to make you excuſes and reparations, you rejected them with pride and diſdain, and dealt with <hi>Julia</hi> as with a perſon who could not be without your affection. After all this <hi>Marcellus,</hi> do you think it ſtrange that I ſhould revenge my ſelf upon your ſcorn by ſome action that might be diſpleaſing to you, and that I ſhould make much of another to vex you, and beſtow that upon him in your preſence out of reſentment, which he could not hope for from my inclination? did you believe that <hi>Julia</hi> was a perſon ſo baſe and of ſo little conſideration with you, that upon the leaſt ſuſpicion, or rather the leaſt <hi>Capricio</hi> you ſhould come to ſuch terms with her as you have done? Is it by this proud and imperious manner of action that a ſpirit like mine is obliged? and did you imagine that <hi>I</hi> ought to ſuffer all things without any mark of ſenſibility; ſeeing that at the lighteſt matters you flie beyond all the bounds that love and decency could preſcribe?</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>She pronounced theſe words with impetuoſity, and by the power ſhe had over me, ſhe gave them ſuch authority, as forced my ſpirit in part to ſuffer the effect which ſhe would have them produce. Yet <hi>I</hi> did not find my ſelf convinced: and continuing in my former terms out of an aſſurance of my own innocency: <q>Certainly <hi>I</hi> ſhould be faulty, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> and worthy of all the evil you have made me ſuffer, if <hi>I</hi> were ſuch as you have repreſented me: but you know very well your ſelf, if you pleaſe to call it to mind, that in ſtead of dealing with you in that manner wherewith you reproach me, <hi>I</hi> have alwaies look<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed upon you with all the veneration that a Divinity could exact: and that never any ſpirit was fuller of ſubmiſſion and difference towards another, than mine was towards yours. You have not poſſibly forgot to how many things this reſpect made me cloſe mine eyes, whereby <hi>I</hi> might very apparently have conjectured my misfortune, what credit <hi>I</hi> blindly gave to all that you were pleaſed to perſwade me to concerning the Prince of <hi>Mauritania:</hi> and how often <hi>I</hi> have given my eyes and my judgement the lie only to receive the impreſſions, which you would give me: If upon the knowledge of <hi>Druſus</hi> his good fortune which he merited not to my prejudice, <hi>I</hi> have forborn to render you viſits, and have not ſought occaſions of ſeeing you formerly, <hi>I</hi> have done it in obedience to your ſelf, or at leaſt to pleaſe you, after <hi>I</hi> underſtood from your own mouth, that <hi>I</hi> could oblige
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you in nothing more. If I forgot my ſelf, when you took the pains to ſpeak to me, in ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſing ſomething to you of the knowledge I had of <hi>Druſus</hi> his fortune, in ſo juſt a reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, a moderate complaint was pardonable enough, and if I could not ſuffer the laſt and publick marks of his good hap, you cannot think it ſtrange, if you know that I have an heart ſenſible of love and honour, and incapable of ſuffering the outrages it received in both, by your preferring of <hi>Druſus</hi> before me. You may without doubt, <hi>replyed Julia,</hi> find ſome excuſes for your procedure, which I ſhould eaſily receive from any other but your ſelf; and I ſhould not have been very ſenſible of any thing from you which might have moved or diſpleaſed me, if I had not born you a real affection; but from you, whom I have ſo dearly loved, the leaſt things touch me to the heart: and I believed that you were much more obliged to me, then all others; I could not ſee you do any thing to the contrary, and from a diſtaſt, which I ſhould eaſily have imputed to the firſt motions of your paſſion, paſs to an obſtination againſt me, without being moved at it, and ſenſible of it in another manner, than without doubt I ſhould have been, had it been for any perſon leſs dear to me than <hi>Marcellus.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I was about to anſwer her I know not how, being uncertain what belief I ſhould give to her words, when ſhe laid one of her hands upon my mouth, and accompanying this action with an all-attractive look, and a geſture full of ſweetneſs, and the ſecret charm wherewith ſhe ſubdues hearts: <hi>Speak no more,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>and let neither of us ſeek any farther juſtification. I confeſs we have both failed, and my deſire is that we may agree, and be perfectly reconciled for the future.</hi> As ſhe uttered theſe words ſhe preſſed her hand againſt my mouth, whether it were to hinder me from ſpeaking, or by their favour, abſolutely to diſarm my juſt reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments. <hi>O the power of this Tyrannical paſſion which we call love, or rather the feebleneſs of a Soul ſubject to love! by this a Soul loſes its light and ordinary underſtanding; and by this a Soul, which in the other actions of our life, leaves the government entirely to reaſon, ſubmits without reſiſtance to an imperious aſcendant, which overturns all rules, deſtroyes all appearances, and cloſes our eyes againſt all things but what may conſerve our er<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Never poſſibly was any lover more juſtly unſatisfied with the perſon beloved, than I was with <hi>Julia;</hi> never was any inconſtancy more clearly declared than hers; nor ever was a Soul fortified, as I thought, with a more firm reſolution than mine, and yet (I am aſha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>med, <hi>Tyridates,</hi> to confeſs it to you) at the leaſt attempt that this conſtant Princeſs would make to appeaſe the revolt of my ſpirit, which had rebelled againſt her authority, ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced it to a blind ſubmiſſion with all the facility that might be. I could not reſiſt either the words or the looks, or the charming action of this Princeſs, and though, by the light of the little reaſon I had left, I perceived part of her artifice, and could not find in her words any juſtification of her uſage towards me, yet all the reflections I could make upon what was paſt, had no power to keep or hinder me from falling again into the ſnare which I ſaw, and through my cruel deſtiny could not avoid.</p>
                  <p>In fine, whether out of weakneſs, I gave credit to part of that which <hi>Julia</hi> was pleaſed to perſwade me to, or not believing it, I was forced by the Empire ſhe had uſurped over me, to paſs by whatſoever my reaſon could repreſent to me, and neglected all things that might ſerve for my defence, I ſubmitted to the yoke more than ever, and ſaw my ſelf a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bandoned in one moment of all my reſolutions and reſentments; I caſt my eyes upon her face, and fetching a ſigh, and preſſing her hand againſt my mouth with a more paſſionate action than ever: <hi>O</hi> Julia, ſaid I to her, <hi>who can be able to defend himſelf againſt you, when you are pleaſed entirely to employ all your powers!</hi> I will not repeat to you all the diſcourſe that paſſed between us at this reconciliation; it will be ſufficient to let you know that <hi>Julia</hi> forgot nothing which might conduce to my ſatisfaction: and to perfect my cure, ſhe promiſed me never to look upon <hi>Druſus,</hi> but as the moſt indifferent perſon in the world.</p>
                  <p>A little after <hi>Scribonia</hi> and <hi>Octavia</hi> being returned to us, they read in my countenance part of the truth, and <hi>Scribonia</hi> who earneſtly deſired that I ſhould be reconciled to her Daugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, ſeemed as well contented with it as if ſome greater fortune had befallen her. After this firſt viſit <hi>Julia</hi> gave me many more with her Mother, till I was cured; and by the conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nuance of her careſſes, and her well placed favours, ſhe ſo perfectly baniſhed out of my mind all the remainders of the troubles ſhe had raiſed there, that I hardly remembred them; and when I went abroad, I viſited her, and ſerved her in the ſame manner as I had formerly done before <hi>Druſus</hi> engaged himſelf in her ſervice. She was punctual enough in what ſhe had promiſed concerning her quitting <hi>Druſus,</hi> and by a revolution which I knew nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther how to comprehend, nor approve, though it were to my advantage, ſhe treated that Prince in ſuch ſort, that the people of <hi>Rome</hi> could hardly be of the opinion that ſhe ever
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eſteemed him in the leaſt. She never ſo much as ſent to enquire how he did during the time his wound retained him in his bed, after the day of our reconciliation, and when he was cured; and would have rendred her viſits, ſhe received him with ſuch coldneſs or diſdain rather, as quickly made him perceive that his pretenſions to her were ruined. To the firſt complaints he would have made to her of it, ſhe contented her ſelf to ſay, that ſhe muſt be obedient to the Emperors commands, who had enioyned her not to let him live in the hopes he had conceived of her, but to give her affections entirely to <hi>Marcellus;</hi> but when he would have preſſed her farther, alleadging to her that when ſhe gave him the firſt teſtimonies of her good will, ſhe was not ignorant of the Emperors intentions, which were always inclined to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and that ſince he had not been guilty of any action which might make her ſo ſuddenly change her inclinations: Druſus, ſaid ſhe, <hi>would you have me confeſs the truth? When I began to ſhew you countenance, I was unſatisfied with</hi> Marcellus, <hi>but I was not abſolutely broken off from him: I made uſe of you to reduce him to his duty; and I had no better means to effect it than the jealouſie which I raiſed in him by my well treating of you: but now we are re-united according to the Emperors intention, and that he is reſolved ſhortly to joyn us together for ever, I counſel you,</hi> Druſus, <hi>to dream of ſomething elſe, and to quit all the pretentions you have had to</hi> Julia, <hi>ſince the will of her Father and her own proper inclinations, deſign her for an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>other.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Never poſſibly was a man ſurprized as <hi>Druſus</hi> was at a diſcourſe in all appearance ſo little expected; and he was ſo offended at it, and did ſo highly reſent it, that all the reſpect he bare the Emperor and ſuch a Princeſs as <hi>Julia,</hi> was neceſſary to hinder him from being tranſported with anger. <hi>Julia</hi> gave him no time to reply, but retiring her ſelf as ſoon as ſhe had done ſpeaking, ſhe left him at liberty to digeſt his adventure.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Druſus</hi> being poſſeſſed with a violent grief, continued divers days in a ſtrange irreſolution, not knowing what courſe to take in ſo croſs a conjecture. As he really loved <hi>Julia,</hi> he could not diſpoſe himſelf to loſe the hopes he had conceived without very great violence, and his firſt thoughts inclined him to call me to account for his misfortune, and to end that which upon the ſame quarrel we had already begun. The ſevere prohibitions which the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peror had laid upon us, were not able to avert him from it; and being naturally endued with the height of courage, he eaſily paſſed by all manner of difficulties and dangers, which might impede his reſolution: but a little after having made a ſtrong reflection upon the uſage, full of ſcorn and indignity which he had received from <hi>Julia,</hi> and valuing himſelf according to his own worth, he was not of opinion that for a perſon of that humour, and by whom he had been ſo uſed, he was obliged to attempt either the hazard of a combat, or the danger of drawing <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s indignation upon him, or to expoſe himſelf to the leaſt pain or danger, which might expreſs any remainder of affection to her, or any grief for her loſs.</p>
                  <p>It was not without great ſtruglings that <hi>Druſus</hi> gained this victory over his paſſion; but joyning divers conſiderations to his reſentment, which might ſtrengthen the deſigns where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with his choler inſpired him, and rightly judging that though he might hope for a ſecond change of <hi>Julia</hi>'s mind, yet he ſhould hardly overcome <hi>Auguſtus</hi> his will, which was wholly bent for me by the counſel of his friends, his kindred, and <hi>Livia</hi> her ſelf, who ſympathized as much in his reſentment as ſhe had done in his good ſucceſs, he took a final reſolution never to think more of <hi>Julia.</hi> So long as he continued irreſolute, he ſeldom appeared in publick: but when he was confirmed in his deſigne, he did not only ſhew himſelf to his friends with his former chearfulneſs, he did not only let <hi>Julia</hi> know upon all occaſions how little he was troubled at the loſs of her affections: but to make it finally appear how little he was in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſſed in the buſineſs, and how little he envied me, from the coldneſs which was between us, he deſired to paſs to another kind of life with me, and accoſting me one day in ſuch a manner as if there had never been any quarrel between us: Marcellus, ſaid he to me, <hi>I have formerly yielded</hi> Julia <hi>to you againſt my will, but now I leave her to you with all my heart: I am willing to believe that you will conſerve her affections a long time, and that ſpirit which you are better acquainted with than I, will poſſibly ſtay it ſelf upon a merit ſuch as yours; I will not any more diſpute nor envy that fortune to a Prince, who without doubt deſerves a better, but to comfort me for what you have taken from me, which was more juſtly due to you than to me, I deſire the honour of your friendſhip, whereof henceforward I will make greater account than of all the affections of</hi> Julia.</p>
                  <p>This diſcourſe of <hi>Druſus</hi> ſurprized me at the firſt, and I knew not at the beginning how I ought to anſwer him, if at the end he had not made me to underſtand his intention; and by the gentleneſs of his proceeding, had not obliged me to expreſs the like freedom to him. Druſus, replyed I to him, <hi>if the affection of</hi> Julia <hi>were more due to me than to you, it was becauſe I had beſtowed the greateſt part of my life in her ſervice, whereas you had</hi>
                     <pb n="435" facs="tcp:62615:222"/>
                     <hi>hardly employed ſome months of yours therein. I hope I ſhall fix her ſpirit better than I have done for the time paſt, ſince you ceaſe to diſpute her with me, and I ſhall little fear my other rivals, ſince by my good fortune I am freed from the moſt formidable. The obligation I have to you for it, makes me willingly grant you the friendſhip you demand, and I ſhall alwayes infinitely eſteem yours for the knowledge I have of your vertue.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>After theſe words we embraced each other, and as I really had as good an opinion of <hi>Dru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus,</hi> as could be conceived of any man, and that his perſon was very amiable in all reſpects, in ſpight of the diſpleaſures I had received from him, I had no unwillingneſs to become his friend after he expreſſed a deſire of it, and requeſted it with ſo good a grace. In <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ffect, af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter this day, we began to converſe together, not only as two perſons which had no quarrel to each other, but as two men which had a particular eſteem of each other. <hi>Druſus</hi> accoſted <hi>Julia</hi> no more, but only to render her that which was due to <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s daughter without any other intereſt, and he never expreſſed either by diſcourſe or action, that any thing of his paſſion was yet remaining. <hi>Livia</hi> being extraordinarily animated againſt <hi>Julia,</hi> and loſing the hope of being more cloſely allyed to <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> confirmed her ſon in his reſolution, and counſelled him to ſeek by other ways, a fortune which could not eſcape his birth and good qualities.</p>
                  <p>At this time I lived in ſome repoſe with <hi>Julia,</hi> receiving from her all manner of proofs of her good will, and expecting from <hi>Caeſar</hi> within a few dayes, the concluſion which ſhould finally remedy my paſſion. The Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> of whom I am obliged to ſpeak to you, had likewiſe time to take breath after the perſecutions under which ſhe had ſo much ſuffered; and though ſhe were ſtill expoſed to the attempts of <hi>Tyberius,</hi> ſhe was no longer affraid of them, ſeeing they were no longer upheld by a tyrannical authority; and <hi>Caeſar</hi> keep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing himſelf exactly to the Oath which he had made, permitted <hi>Tyberius</hi> only to act by his ſervices, without offering any violence to the inclinations of <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> It was not but that he cauſed her to be ſollicited in favour of his Wife's Son; and offered her ſuch advantageous conditions in eſpouſing him, as might content the higheſt ambition: but it was always by ways of ſweetneſs, without employing his authority in it; and by theſe means, as well as by the former, he wrought ſo little effect upon the ſpirit of this conſtant Princeſs, that <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berius</hi> deſpairing to conquer her, reſolved to quit <hi>Rome,</hi> with an intention, as it was repor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, to go ſeek out <hi>Coriolanus</hi> in <hi>Africa,</hi> and call him to an account, not only as an obſtacle to his felicity, as far off as he was, but alſo for the wound he had given him, by which he was reduced to the extremity of his life, and for which he was engaged in honour to require ſatisfaction.</p>
                  <p>He was upon the point of departure, and I in the condition and poſture I told you of, when the news came to <hi>Rome</hi> of the great Victories which <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had obtained in <hi>Africa.</hi> 'Twas known, that after he had vanquiſhed all <hi>Voluſius</hi> his Lieutenants in divers Battels, he had at length in the laſt totally defeated him, and taken <hi>Voluſius</hi> himſelf priſoner, that the two <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s had generally ſubmitted to his arms, and that nothing reſiſted him in his Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers Dominions, whereof he was then the peaceable poſſeſſor.</p>
                  <p>Whatſoever intereſt I took in the Emperor's affairs, the amity I bare to <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was more ſtrong, and though I was obliged to conceal part of my thoughts, that I might not to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tally incenſe the mind of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> againſt me, I felt a joy for the good ſucceſs of mv friend, equal at leaſt to what I could be ſenſible of for mine own: I expreſſed it to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinually; and that generous Princeſs, though for the conqueſt of a Crown, ſhe could not more eſteem of a Prince, whom ſhe loved for the onely qualities of his perſon, yet ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyced in the part ſhe took in his glory, and we entertained each other with our mutual ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, when we received the knowledge of the little cauſe we had to intereſs our ſelves in the good fortunes of that unfaithful Prince; and that by the black treaſon which he com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted againſt each of us, he obliged us to change our former affections into great reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, and a violent hatred againſt him. You are about to underſtand, <hi>Tyridates,</hi> the cauſe of this change which hath amazed you: and as I paſs to the laſt effects of the inconſtancy of <hi>Julia,</hi> I will likewiſe relate to you the black perfidiouſneſs of this ungrateful friend, whoſe defence you have undertaken without knowledge of him, whom I cannot call to mind with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out afflicting my ſelf with too juſt a grief.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="book">
               <pb n="436" facs="tcp:62615:223"/>
               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART V.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Marcellus <hi>heing about to continue his ſtory, is interrupted by the return of</hi> Arſanes <hi>from</hi> Judea, <hi>who brings the ſad news of</hi> Mariamne's <hi>death.</hi> Tyridates <hi>is ſtruck to the heart with it, and commands</hi> Arſanes <hi>to give him the particulars. He relates</hi> Salmoe's <hi>plots to abuſe</hi> Herod's <hi>jealouſie to</hi> Mariamne's <hi>ruine.</hi> Mariamne <hi>inconſiderately reproaches</hi> Herod <hi>with the bloody orders he had left with</hi> Joſeph <hi>and</hi> Sohemus <hi>to kill her if he miſcarried. This heightens</hi> Herod's <hi>jealouſie which is blown into a flame by</hi> Salmone's <hi>malice. He impriſons</hi> Mariamne <hi>and ſends Judges to examine her. She rejects him, which puts him into a rage.</hi> Philon <hi>and</hi> Sohemus <hi>are put to the torture, who confeſs ſomething concerning</hi> Tyridates. Herod <hi>by</hi> Salome's <hi>in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtigation gives order to put</hi> Mariamne <hi>to death, which is immediately executed.</hi> Mariamne <hi>dyes with an unexampled constancy.</hi> Arſanes <hi>having finiſhed his ſtory,</hi> Tyridates <hi>expires, and fulfills</hi> Thraſillus <hi>his prediction.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <hi>
                     <seg rend="decorInit">M</seg>Arcellus</hi> would have gone on with this narration, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> who out of the intereſt he took in the juſtification of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> had heard this paſſage with impatience, diſpoſed himſelf to great attention: when he ſaw a man come into his chamber, by the ſight of whom all the curioſity he had to hear ſtrange adventures was diſſipated, and at whoſe ſight he appeared all amazed and aſtoniſhed. This was <hi>Arſanes</hi> that faithful Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vant, to whom he had ſuch grand obligations, whom a month before he had ſent into <hi>Judea</hi> to learn news of the Queen <hi>Mariamne. Tyridates</hi> no ſooner knew him, but the trouble of his ſoul diſcovered it felt by divers ſigns; and by this powerful ſeizure al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt forgetting the preſence of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and raiſing himſelf up to <hi>Arſanes, Ah! Arſanes,</hi> cryed he, <hi>what news do you bring me? Arſanes,</hi> who poſſibly upon the way was prepared to diſguiſe to his Maſter the truth of the news he had heard, being touched at his ſight with an extraordinary tenderneſs, had not conſtancy enough to hold the reſolution he had taken, and inſtead of making him the anſwer which he had premeditated to no purpoſe; by a ſilence full of trouble and confuſion, and a viſage full of the deepeſt characters of ſorrow, he made him comprehend that he had none but bad news to tell him: yet he would have forced him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf to diſſemble ſome part of it, and opened his mouth twice to ſpeak againſt his thoughts, but by the conſtraint which he would have laid upon himſelf, his diſorder was redoubled; and not finding courage enough to perform what in vain he had attempted, he let fall ſome tears from his eyes, which he held fixed upon the ground, and continued mute with the coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance of a Man forlorn.</p>
               <p>This was ſpeech enough to make himſelf be underſtood by the unfortunate <hi>Tyridates.</hi>
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At this ſight a mortal ſhivering ran through his whole body, and he accounted himſelf con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demned by this mournful ſilence more certainly than by a fatal ſentence: all the fear which the troubled thoughts of the precedent days, and the terrible dreams of the laſt night had imprinted in his mind, returned upon him in a moment with mortal terrors; and he remained before <hi>Arſanes</hi> in a poſture which ſufficiently expreſſed the cruel agitation of his ſoul.</p>
               <p>After he had a while beheld the countenanc of his faithful Servant, whereupon he ſaw his misfortune lively painted out, he retired a few ſteps back, looking upon him with a very pitiful geſture: <hi>Ah! Arſanes,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I am undone; and without doubt you have none but ſad news to tell me. Arſanes</hi> for all this diſcourſe did not as yet ſee himſelf in a condition to reply, and the compaſſion which he had for the grief, which he himſelf was about to cauſe in his dear Maſter, produced ſuch tender effects in his ſpirit, that he was for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced to give a freſh courſe to thoſe tears which before he had endeavoured to reſtrain with violence.</p>
               <p>The afflicted <hi>Tyridates</hi> reading the confirmation of his miſery in theſe ſad marks of ſo ſtrong a grief: <hi>Ah!</hi> cryed he, <hi>let us enquire no farther, we muſt dye without doubt, either</hi> Mariamne <hi>deteſts me, or elſe</hi> Mariamne <hi>hath no longer a being in the World.</hi> At theſe words he let him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf fall upon a chair, where he continued like a man forlorn, and in a condition which touched the ſoul of <hi>Marcellus</hi> with a tender compaſſion.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Arſanes</hi> uſed his utmoſt endeavours to compoſe himſelf: and having re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered courage enough to be able to ſpeak, after he had dryed up his tears in part, and at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempted to fix ſome marks of conſtancy upon his countenance: <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid he to his Maſter, <hi>the affection I bear you hath betrayed me, and Your preſence hath made me loſe all the reſolution I had taken to ſpare you, or at leaſt a while to keep from you a violent grief: I might have concealed from you for a time the ſad news I had to tell you: but in fine, I could not keep you from the knowledge of it, and it is of ſuch importance that the report of it will quickly be ſpread over all the World, I much wonder that it is not already come to your ears by ſome other mouth than mine: and it is by the cruelty of his deſtiny, that the moſt affectionate of your ſervants ſees himſelf reduced to give you the moſt ſenſible diſpleaſure that you can poſſibly receive.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Arſanes</hi> ſtopt at theſe words, and <hi>Tyridates</hi> finding in them whatſoever of cruelty his fears had ſuggeſted to him, lifted up his eyes and hands to Heaven with an action full of tranſport; Mariamne <hi>is dead,</hi> ſaid he, with a great cry, Mariamne <hi>is dead without doubt, and for a diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſter of any other nature,</hi> Arſanes <hi>would never have loſt his courage. You have but too rightly di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vined,</hi> replyed Arſanes, Mariamne <hi>is not any longer in the World; and by a deplorable deſtiny I am condemned to acquaint You with this fatal truth.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words were like the blow of a thunder-bolt, wherewith the unfortunate <hi>Tyridates</hi> ſaw himſelf ſtruck dead; and <hi>Arſanes</hi> had no ſooner uttered them, but the Prince his ſtrength utterly failed him, his eyes grew dim, and he remained cold and pale between <hi>Marcellus</hi> his arms, who ſeeing him faint, ſtept out to help him: the deſolate <hi>Arſanes,</hi> and the <hi>Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man</hi> Prince could not ſee him in this condition, without being touched with a tender com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſion: and <hi>Marcellus</hi> who inſtead of the comfort that he was made to hope for, ſaw him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf conducted by his ill fortune to this pitiful ſpectacle, received this addition to his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſures with great reſentments. He ſtrove as much as the compaſſion of humane miſeries, and the motions of his particular generoſity could oblige him, to give aſſiſtance to the Prince being fallen into a trance; he threw water in his face divers times, and uſed all the ordinary remedies, to make him recover his ſenſes; but it was no ſuch eaſie matter, and the Prince was in ſo deep a ſwoon, that for a whole hour they could not make him come to himſelf.</p>
               <p>At length by tormenting him they forced him to open his eyes, but he opened them only to terrible objects, and there was nothing in the world but what was odious and horrible to him. Grief was too ſtrong in his ſoul to produce common effects; and it was not ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed by exclamations or terms; death only, which at the firſt preſented it ſelf to the deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pairing Prince, and ſuch a death as <hi>Thraſillus</hi> had formerly foretold, ſeemed conformable to his thoughts, and was received by him as his only remedy, and as his only conſolation. He turned his eyes, which already looked wildly, and were bepainted with the colours of death towards <hi>Arſanes,</hi> who ſtood by him melting into tears, and ſtifling ſome ſobs which would have hindred the paſſage of his ſpeech: Is <hi>Mariamne dead then,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>and doth</hi> Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates <hi>ſtay one moment in the World after the loſs of</hi> Mariamne? <hi>Arſanes</hi> had not the aſſurance to give an anſwer to theſe words, and <hi>Marcellus</hi> well conſidering that it was unjuſt and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>profitable to oppoſe the firſt motions of ſo lively and ſo juſt a grief, kept the like ſilence, and contented himſelf to ſtay by <hi>Tyridates,</hi> whom during his trance they had laid upon the bed, and to obſerve his actions, for fear leſt in the violence of his deſpair he might make ſome at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempt
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upon his own life. He made no ſign of having any ſuch deſign, and perceiving that death approached of it ſelf, without being otherwiſe invited, he attended it with a ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction which partly moderated his grief; hardly any complaints iſſued out of his mouth, he only uttered ſometimes the name of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> and continuing in a profound meditation upon his calamity, he drew on, as much as he could poſſible, by theſe fatal thoughts, the remedy which muſt re-unite him to his beloved Queen.</p>
               <p>After an hours ſilence, which had ſomething in it more doleful than the moſt mournful cries and lamentations, having called <hi>Arſanes</hi> to him, <hi>Inform me,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>what was the end of the Queen</hi> Mariamne; <hi>tell me whether the Gods or Men advanced it, and do not for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>get the particularities of it, which are come to your knowledge. Ah! Sir,</hi> ſaid Arſanes, <hi>ſpare me if you pleaſe that diſpleaſure, and ſtay till your ſpirit be in another condition to hear a relation which without doubt will redouble your grief. That ſtay will be unprofitable,</hi> replyed Tyridates, <hi>my reſolution is already taken, and the condition neither of my grief nor life can be changed by your diſcourſe.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He uttered theſe few words with a very lamentable look and action, and <hi>Arſanes</hi> having in vain alledged ſome excuſes to be diſpenſed withall from this ſad narration, upon an ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute command diſpoſed himſelf at laſt to obey him, <hi>Tyridates</hi> prepared himſelf for it with an apparent conſtancy, which cauſed admiration in <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and ſome deſpair in <hi>Arſanes</hi> of qualifying his Maſter's ſpirit: and after that <hi>Marcellus</hi> melting with compaſſion at this de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plorable adventure, was ſate down by <hi>Tyridates</hi> to hear this ſad narration, <hi>Arſanes</hi> with a great deal of pain began in theſe terms.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of</hi> Mariamne.</head>
                  <p>I Will relate to you, Sir, ſeeing you command me, and my evil deſtiny will have it ſo, the end of a great Queen who was worthy of your affections, and the admiration of the whole earth: I will recount to you the particularities of it in a few words, as I have under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtood them (from ſuch of her Domeſticks who beſt knew them) in <hi>Jeruſalem,</hi> where the Queen rendred up her Soul two daies before I arrived.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi>'s humour and manner of life with <hi>Mariamne</hi> is ſufficiently known to you, Sir, and you have not forgotten in what condition you left her at your departure from <hi>Judea;</hi> Jea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>louſie, to which he was inclined above all other men, tormented him at that time with very great violence, and during ſome daies his rage expreſſed it ſelf by all the marks he could give it without coming to thoſe cruel extremities to which he was ſince tranſported: he complai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned highly of the Queen, whom he termed unfaithful, and againſt whom he vomited out whatſoever his unjuſt paſſion could put into his mouth, and the wicked <hi>Salome,</hi> whoſe rage was augmented by your departure, and the ſcorn you made of her affections inſpired theſe reſentments into him as much as poſſibly ſhe could, and did not let ſlip any occaſion to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſperate him more and more againſt the Queen, whom ſhe could only accuſe of having rob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bed her of an heart to which ſhe pretended, but in vain.</p>
                  <p>This ſavage ſpirit being ſuſceptible of all bad impreſſions eaſily received what this wicked Siſter would have him; and in this rage to which he was immoderately abated, he continued divers daies without ſeeing the Queen, or hearing her ſpoken of by them who out of a good zeal interpoſed for their reconciliation. <hi>Mariamne</hi> thought her ſelf never the more unhappy for this, and the careſſes of this cruel man being as inſupportable as the effects of his choler, ſhe would have been contented to have continued in the ſame condition with him, if ſhe had not been accuſed to have drawn this diſgrace upon her ſelf by ſome action wherewith ſhe might be reproached, and whereby ſhe might ſeem to have deviated from that ſublime vertue to which ſhe had alwaies born ſo great a love.</p>
                  <p>The reſentments of <hi>Herod</hi> continued as long as poſſibly they could, but at laſt they gave place to his love; and he really bearing a very violent affection to the Queen his Wife, by this force the indignation he had conceived againſt her was diſſipated, and he returned to her more kind and humble than before; he expreſſed his repentance for what was paſt, and conjured her to retain no memory of it, as he would forget the ſuſpicions which he had conceived againſt her fidelity. The Queen, whatſoever repugnance ſhe had againſt the perſon and humour of <hi>Herod,</hi> did yet reſpect the character of an Husband; and being full of a generous goodneſs, by the regret which he teſtified to her by very ſignificant expreſſions, ſhe was pacified, as ſhe believed it was her duty to be, and ſhe was reconciled unto him as far as the diſproportion of their manners, and the memory of the cruel injuries ſhe had received in the death of all her relations would permit.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi>'s mind was in ſome repoſe, and there were general appearances enough of it in the Court. <hi>Salome</hi> only, and thoſe ſhe had drawn to her party even dyed with deſpight in
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the publick tranquility, and could not endure peace in the Royal Family, without having a cruel war in their hearts. <hi>Herod</hi> was continually with the <hi>Queen,</hi> and expreſſed to her the ſame ardency of affection as he did in the beginning of his paſſion: and by your abſence having loſt the object which might put him again in diſtruſt, he continued a long time with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out ſhewing any mark of jealouſie, only the unwillingneſs of the Queen to endure his ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſſes, cauſed ſometimes ſome diſorder between them: and as it was a difficult thing that this Princeſs ſhould keep her ſelf in an eternal conſtraint, and for a Man whom ſhe had ſo many reaſons to hate, ſo ſhe could not chooſe ſometimes but receive him with coldneſs, and expreſs but little ſweetneſs or complacency to him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi>'s ſpirit was then tranſported with very violent exceſſes, and <hi>Salome</hi> ſeeing him in this condition, loſt no time nor occaſion to repreſent to him, that the diſdains of <hi>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riamne</hi> proceeded from the memory of <hi>Tyridates,</hi> which abſence could not blot out of her mind. <hi>Herod</hi>'s jealouſie eaſily renewed it ſelf at this diſcourſe; and as long as he was tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mented by it, he flew out into diſcourſes, and ſometimes into deſigns full of violence; but at length love returned more powerful than <hi>Salome,</hi> and all that the ſolicitations of that wicked Creature had raiſed againſt the innocent Queen, was overthrown by this predo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minant paſſion in <hi>Herod</hi>'s ſoul. In this ſort they paſſed a whole year, that one could not tell what to call their kind of life, peace, or open War, and poſſibly they might have lived a longer time in this manner, if the deſtiny of this fair Princeſs had not been haſtened by a terrible diſaſter.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> having one day ſent to intreat the Queen to come into his Chamber, ſhe, whether ſhe were buſie about ſomething which was more dear to her than the ſight of that cruel Man, or whether ſhe were then in the height of averſneſs from him, as the memory of the injuries ſhe had received renewed in her mind, refuſed divers times to go; and at laſt being extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinarily preſſed to it, ſhe diſpoſed her ſelf to render him this viſit; but ſhe did it with a countenance, whereupon <hi>Herod</hi> might eaſily read the repugnance ſhe had to give him this ſatisfaction. <hi>Herod</hi> upon this diſcovery being netled with a violent diſpleaſure, could not diſſemble it any more than ſhe, and greeting her with a diſcontented look: <hi>I am very ſorry Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that you are obliged by any law to offer that violence to your ſelf that you do: and if I had not this violent paſſion for you, which by your bad uſage you endeavour to baniſh out of my ſoul as you can poſſibly, I ſhould leſs often give you the trouble of ſeeing an Husband, which by his misfortune is become ſo odious to you.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Queen was little troubled at <hi>Herod</hi>'s words, and looking upon him with a diſdainful eye: <q>I hate You not, <hi>anſwered ſhe,</hi> the God whom we ſerve, and my duty forbid that; but you may well imagine that my affections could not be ſtrengthned towards you by ſuch bloody diſpleaſures as you have done me. Ah! ungrateful Woman, <hi>replyed the Jewiſh King,</hi> proud, cruel, and irreconcilable ſpirit, wilt thou never put an end to thy unjuſt reproaches, wilt thou eternally ſerve thy ſelf with the pretence of injuries and diſpleaſures, to palliate the natural averſion thou haſt againſt thy husband? Though I had received this averſion, <hi>anſwered the Queen,</hi> from my nature, I ſhould have known how to have bridled it by my duty, and I ſhould have reduced my ſpirit to fit terms of ſubmiſſion to an Husband, if in ſtead of my Husband he were not become the murtherer of all my Friends, and my par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular perſecutor. Ah! <hi>replyed Herod,</hi> you are to blame to complain of my perſecutions, and hitherto I have not perſecuted you, but with too much love: 'tis for that you may re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally reproach me; and though you had ſome reaſon to accuſe me for the misfortune of your friends, yet by the ardent teſtimonies of my love, which I give you every moment of my life, theſe reſentments would have been effaced out of any ſpirit but yours. Ah! what teſtimonies, <hi>anſwered Mariamne,</hi> what teſtimonies do you give me of your love, which may endear me more than thoſe actions, whereby you have rendred me the moſt unfortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate of all Women? What teſtimonies? <hi>replyed Herod,</hi> can you be ignorant of them, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grateful and unacknowledging Woman? have you your eyes only open to injuries, and will you eternally keep them ſhut againſt all the proofs of this violent paſſion, whereby I have loſt the reproof of my life? Do not you remember that for you alone I abandon the care of my Subjects, and of my own perſon, which by your ingratitude you expoſe every day to the extremities of grief?</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Queen not able to diſſemble her thoughts in this rancounter, and by too prompt a precipitation loſing part of that prudent precaution which ſhe had hitherto uſed in the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct of her life: <hi>You forget,</hi> ſaid ſhe in a diſdainful manner, <hi>to put me in mind of the moſt important proofs of your love, and you would not have me know the obligations I have to you for the care you had of my ſafety in the Voyages you made to</hi> Laodicea <hi>and to</hi> Rhodes, <hi>to</hi> Anthony <hi>and to</hi> Auguſtus. <hi>It is certain,</hi> anſwered Herod, who did not at firſt apprehend the reproach ſhe would make him, <hi>that in ſpight of your cruelty nothing was ſo ſenſible and</hi>
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                     <hi>ſo inſupportable to me in thoſe Uoyages, as the regret of being abſent from you, and they who ſaw me in that time of abſence, obſerved ſufficiently in all my actions that I was ſeparated from the better part of myſelf. It was for this reaſon,</hi> added the Queen, <hi>that in both the Voyages you gave ſuch excellent orders, firſt to</hi> Joſeph, <hi>and afterwards to</hi> Sohemus, <hi>for the conſervation of my life, and this part of your ſelf was ſo dear to you, that you were not willing that death it ſelf ſhould ſeparate you from it.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words <hi>Herod</hi> ſeemed to be ſtruck with a thunder-bolt, and inſtantly calling to mind the orders he had really given to <hi>Joſeph</hi> and <hi>Sohemus</hi> for the death of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> he preſently underſtood this reproach. He had hitherto believed that ſhe was ignorant of this effect of his cruelty, and he had ſo odered the ſecret to thoſe whom he had choſen for the Miniſters of his cruel intentions, that he could not imagine that for any conſideration they could ever reſolve to diſcover it: but contrary to his expectation receiving this knowledge of the contrary, and not being able to diſſemble to the Queen this horrible effect of his jea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>louſie, he continued confounded and amazed, expreſſing the motions of his ſoul by his ſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence, and by the aſtoniſhment which appeared in his viſage. The ſhame of ſeeing his vil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lany diſcovered to that Perſon of the world, who ſhould have been moſt ignorant of it, was the firſt paſſion which poſſeſſed him, and which made him hold his eyes fixed upon the earth, without daring to raiſe them to the face of the ſo juſtly offended Queen: then he thought upon the ill office he had received from his Subjects, and ſighed with grief for the infidelity of thoſe in whom he moſt confided: and in fine, having an outragious ſpirit, and capable, by what he perceived in himſelf, to entertain the ſtrangeſt thoughts, he imagined that <hi>Joſeph</hi> and <hi>Sohemus</hi> could not have betrayed the confidence he had in them, nor have failed in their duty to him, both in regard of their birth, and the benefits they had received of him, but for the love of <hi>Mariamne.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This thought which threw it ſelf with violence into his ſoul, found as much room there to eſtabliſh it ſelf as could be; and he knowing the powers of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> by the daily proof he made of them, made no further doubt but that by them only the fidelity of <hi>Joſeph</hi> and <hi>Sohemus</hi> was ſtaggered. Jealouſie, that furious paſſion, to which he naturally had ſo much inclination, poſſeſſed it ſelf incontinently of his ſoul, and as in a place taken by aſſault, it preſently ſet all on fire: the blackeſt ſuſpicions he could conceive of the vertue of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> preſented themſelves to his imaginations, and the proofs he had received of it upon ſo many occaſions, could not in this laſt defend it from the criminal impreſſions which eſtabliſhed them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves in his ſoul. <hi>Ah!</hi> cryed he, all in a rage, <hi>I am betrayed, I am undone, both Heaven and Earth abandon me, and all thoſe whom I thought worthy of my friendſhip and my confidence, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gratefully unite themſelves to ruine me: Ah envious Heaven! Ah diſloyal Wife! ah ungratefull and perfidious Servants! to what extremities do you reduce me?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>After theſe words he continued ſome while without ſpeaking, revolving in his mind a thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand furious reſolutions, and walking in the Chamber with an action full of fury and tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port. The conſtant Queen who ſaw him in this condition, was little moved at the expreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions of his choler; but ſhe repented ſhe had ſpoken ſo much, and that by her diſcourſe ſhe had expoſed to the rage of this cruel man, thoſe whoſe ruine ſhe foreſaw already, ſhe would have remedied it if it had been poſſible for her, but ſhe could not revoke what ſhe had ſaid, and conſidering with her ſelf which way to avert the tempeſt which hung over their heads and threatned them, ſhe continued in ſilence not without ſome confuſedneſs, which confir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>med the jealous King in his unworthy imaginations.</p>
                  <p>After he had continued a while in this condition, he approached the Queen with a pale and disfigured countenance, and viewing her with a furious eye from head to foot: <q>Thoſe which told thee of my intentions, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> told thee but the truth; and it imports me nothing to deny it, that out of a violent exceſs of love I would not have left thee after my death, either to thy Friends or to my Enemies: yes, my deſign was not to be ſeparated from thee by death it ſelf, and I ſhould have been too happy if I had performed in my life<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>time what I have commanded to be done after my death. Thoſe perfidious perſons who have betrayed me, have told thee nothing but the plain truth, but they did not diſpoſe them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves to deceive the confidence I had in their friendſhip, and expoſe themſelves to the pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhments which are due to their infidelity, but upon ſome powerful conſiderations; thou haſt without doubt propoſed a recompence to them, which hath made them deſpiſe what they could expect from me, and not fear that death which they affronted in betraying me. It was not by a preſent of ſmall price that thou haſt corrupted thoſe perſons which had been always moſt faithful to me, and <hi>Joſeph</hi> who is one of the moſt eminent ranks in <hi>Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dea,</hi> as being my near ally, and <hi>Sohemus,</hi> whom by my bounty I had put into a condition not to aſpire to Riches by ſo dangerous a Treaſon, could not have been ſeduced by any Power inferior to thy beauty: theſe are the charms which have gained them, and
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thy favors only have made them contemn the dangers which might divert them from their Treaſon.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> pronounced theſe words with an impetuoſity which ſufficiently expreſſed the cruel agitation of his Soul, and the Queen having hearkned to him with an admirable patience: <q>Say what thou wilt, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> againſt a Perſon who is no longer in a condition to receive new offences, either by this action, or by thy diſcourſe; and God hath diſcovered to me the fatal orders which thou gaveſt againſt my life by other ways than thou imagineſt; and thoſe whom thou ſuſpecteſt to have revealed thy ſecret, are not they by whom thy cruel intentions are made known unto me. This is thy cuſtome, <hi>replyed Herod, crying out more than before,</hi> to excuſe thy lovers in the bloody out-rages they do me, and thou takeſt care of their love, who never hadſt any care of thy Husbands repoſe or thine own reputation. Thou wouldſt have rendred the like office to the perfidious <hi>Tyberius;</hi> and thoſe favours which thou hadſt prodigally beſtowed upon a Barbarous Prince are ſince communicated to my allies, and deſcended to my Domeſtiques. This is the high ſpirit, this is that pride which hitherto hath made part of our diviſions; and the haughty blood of the <hi>Aſmoneans,</hi> which diſdained a King her husband, hath debaſed it ſelf even to <hi>Sohemus.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>In concluſion, he gave her a thouſand reproaches full of injuries, againſt which the Queen did nor vouchſafe to juſtifie her ſelf; but looking upon him with more diſdain than <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap>: <q>Thou may'ſt believe, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> whatſoever thy rage can inſpire thee with againſt me: the outragious reproaches which thou layeſt upon me ſhew the baſeneſs of thy ſoul and of thy birth, and I ſcorn thee too much to take any care to defend my ſelf againſt thy unworthy accuſations. Thy care would be but in vain, <hi>replyed the Jewiſh King,</hi> and thou mayſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve thy juſtifications for the defence of a Life which I have ſpared but too long: the time is come that I will mock at th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> ſcorn, and thy infidelities ſhall be puniſhed: that love which hitherto hath guarded thee againſt my too juſt reſentments, ſhall no longer oppoſe it ſelf againſt my juſtice; and I have loſt that fatal paſſion which created all my mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes, ſince I have diſcovered amongſt thy lovers the baſeſt of my Domeſtiques; they ſhall pay me part of the offences they had done me by their blood, and torments ſhall draw ſuch verities out of their mouths, as ſhall make thy ſhame and perfidiouſneſs appear to the world.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Having ſpoken theſe words, to which the Queen had not time, nor poſſibly any deſign to reply; he called the Officers of the Guard, and commanded them upon pain of death, to conduct the Queen preſently to the Priſon, to which they were wont to commit Perſons of Quality. The Queen ſubmitted to this command with leſs repugnance than ſhe had to come into his chamber, and ſhe followed the officers whither they would have her, without ſpeak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing a word, or changing countenance.</p>
                  <p>At the ſame time he ſent other Officers to ſeize upon <hi>Joſeph</hi> and <hi>Sohemus;</hi> and though the former had married his Aunt, and was of a conſiderable rank amongſt the <hi>Jews,</hi> yet he uſed him with no more gentleneſs than <hi>Sohemus,</hi> but ſent them both into ſeveral parts of the Priſon. He had hardly given theſe orders, but the wicked <hi>Salome</hi> having learned by her ſpies, whom ſhe had ordinarily about him, part of what he had paſſed, came to ſee him in his Chamber, where ſhe found him in the violent agitations of rage and tranſport. He no ſooner ſaw her, but coming to her with a disfigured countenance: <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid he <hi>I am very ſorry that I did not follow your counſel long ſince: and I had freed my ſelf of thoſe mortal diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſures which torment me, if I had not ſuffered my ſelf to be ſo much blinded with the love of this Woman, which Heaven hath given me for the ſcourge and Plague of my Life 'Tis not only upon</hi> Tyridates <hi>that this ungrateful Woman beſtowes her affections ſhe deſcends to</hi> Jews <hi>of a much inferior Birth than that Barbarian Prince, and at laſt debaſes her ſelf even to my Domeſtiques.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Salome</hi> made as if ſhe were amazed at this diſcourſe, and by a miſchievous and dangerous addreſs, whereby ſhe gave more room and credit to her artifices, ſhe fainted at firſt as if ſhe would have excuſed the Queen, and not have given credit to ſo apparent accuſations. <hi>Herod</hi> who though prudent and ſubtile in all other things, had incredible weakneſſes in things of this nature, fell into the ſnare which ſhe laid him; and oppoſing her ſeemingly officious hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mor, with the teſtimonies which he believed he had of <hi>Mariamnes</hi> infidelity, he related to her with a diſcourſe full of vehemence and impetuoſity, what had paſſed at this laſt viſit that ſhe had rendred him; he confeſſed to her, that upon the knowledge he had of <hi>Anthonies</hi> amorous inclinations, and the advice he had received, that <hi>Gallus</hi> had carried the Pourtracture of <hi>Mariamne</hi> to that Prince to make him affect her; at his departure to go to him at <hi>Laodicea,</hi> he commandeth <hi>Joſeph,</hi> if he died in this Voyage, to put <hi>Mariamne</hi> to death, not being willing that ſhe ſhould ſurvive him, to enjoy with <hi>Anthony</hi> the fruit of a death,
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which poſſibly ſhe might have procured him; and that upon the ſame conſideration he had given the ſame order to <hi>Sohemus</hi> when he went to <hi>Rhodes,</hi> to appear before <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> but that he had commended the ſecret to them both in ſuch a manner, and had engaged them be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides to the fidelity which they owed him by ſo many benefits, that <hi>Mariamne</hi> could not have perverted them but by favours exceeding his, and by proofs of affection, which made them both deſpiſe the friendſhip of their King, and death which they might infallibly expect for betraying him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Salome</hi> ſhrank her ſhoulders at this diſcourſe, and feigning to be of the Kings mind a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt her will: <q>It is very difficult, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to guard ones ſelf from the misfortune which it pleaſes Heaven to ſend us, and principally in things ſo little foreſeen, and ſo far from ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearance. I never doubted but that <hi>Mariamne</hi> loved <hi>Tyridates,</hi> but I ſhould not have be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved that ſhe had fallen ſo low as <hi>Sohemus,</hi> if in the diſcourſe you have made me, I did not ſee proofs ſufficiently convincing. Ah diſloyal woman, <hi>continued ſhe, after ſhe had kept ſilence a while,</hi> who would have imagined, that ſhe being ſo poſſeſſed with pride, ſhould have had baſeneſs enough too to beſtow her affections upon <hi>Sohemus. She continued after theſe words ſome moments without ſpeaking with counterfeit ſigns of amazement and ſorrow; then on a ſuddain beginning again,</hi> Sir, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> you have too much courage to ſuffer your ſelf to be overcome by affection; and if you take counſel of perſons who are really faithful to you, and allyed to you in blood, or by ancient affection, you will not ſuffer this proud and diſloyal woman to enjoy the glory of having reduced you to the extremity of grief. Diſpleaſures of this nature ought not to overturn your repoſe with ſo much violence, and the offence you have received in your honour, is not ſo much but you may eaſily remedy it: Strip your ſelf only of this love; which creates all the misfortunes of your life, and makes you blind to your moſt powerful intereſts, and darkned the light of your underſtanding: draw out by the means you have to do it, the full diſcovery of the treaſon they have com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted againſt you, puniſh the culpable which expoſe you to ſuch bloody diſpleaſures, and in fine, make her ſubmit to your juſtice, whom you could never make ſubmit to your love. I am ſo reſolved upon it, <hi>ſaid Herod to her,</hi> that all humane conſiderations ſhall not be able to hinder me from it; and ſince <hi>Mariamne</hi> hath not been affraid to reduce me to the extre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity of ſhame and diſpleaſure, I will not be more affraid to make my uttermoſt reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments appear againſt her, than if ſhe were one of my meaneſt ſubjects. This is a reſolution from which nothing ſhall be able to move me, and you ſhall ſee me go about it without far<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther delay.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>They had likewiſe other diſcourſe together, which was related by perſons who were near enough to hear them, though the little importance of it hinders me from relating it to you. By the counſel of <hi>Salome,</hi> before ſhe went out of the Chamber, <hi>Herod</hi> ſent likewiſe to lay hold on <hi>Philon</hi> the Queens chief Eunuch, and other perſons in whom ſhe had expreſſed to have ſome confidence: all preſently became ſuſpected to this cruel man, and he diſpoſed himſelf by the advice of his cruel Siſter, and <hi>Pheroras,</hi> who came a little after, and was re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived for a third perſon in his Tragical converſation, to extort confeſſions by torments from thoſe feeble Souls, wherein they might find an apparent occaſion to deſtroy his vertuous Princeſs.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ah Monſter!</hi> cryed out Tyridates at this part of Arſanes his diſcourſe; <hi>Ah Barbarian! how unworthy wert thou of that precious gift of Heaven, which any but a Tygre like thy ſelf would have had in ſacred veneration all his life? It muſt needs be that the indignation of the God which thou ſerveſt, was abſolutely declared againſt this Royal family, from which thou haſt uſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ped the Crown with ſo much injuſtice and cruelty: and it muſt needs be that the Divine providence was aſleep, when it abandoned to thy rage, the greateſt, and the moſt worthy thing of its protection, that ever it ſent amongſt men. Tyridates</hi> accompanied theſe words with ſobs, which hindered him from ſpeaking more: and <hi>Arſanes</hi> having taken this moment of intermiſſion, purſued thus his diſcourſe.</p>
                  <p>It will not be eaſie to expreſs to you how the whole Court of <hi>Judea</hi> took the diſgrace of their fair Queen, and what the reſentments of the <hi>Jewiſh</hi> people were, when they ſaw the laſt and faireſt blood of their lawful Kings ready to be ſhed, by the ſame cruelty which had been the deſtruction of all their Princes: the chiefeſt of them murmured highly at it, the weaker ſort did tacitely deplore the diſaſters of that Illuſtrious Houſe; and both together ſacrificed their tears to perſecuted <hi>Vertue</hi> and <hi>Innocence.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod,</hi> the moſt politick of men, deſiring to diſcover all his actions with a Maſque of juſtice whether it were that he feared <hi>Auguſtus</hi> his authority, who (maugre the amity and protection, he had promiſed him) made him tremble every day, or that he feared an inſurrection of an ill affected people; appointed Judges for <hi>Mariamne</hi> to interrogate her upon ſuch accuſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions as he ſhould produce againſt her, and to frame her proceſs after the ordinary way.
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The men, to whom he gave this commiſſion, were in appearance without paſſion, but re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally corrupted by <hi>Salome,</hi> and obliged to comply with the motions of their Prince, by a baſe and diſ-honourable intereſt. They received command to go and examine the Queen in the Priſon: and when they were ready to go upon the deſign; <hi>Herod,</hi> whether it were that he diſtruſted them, or that he was ſpurred on by an extraordinary animoſity, or on the contrary touched with ſome remains of love, which ſtill reſiſted his reſentments, would follow them ſecretly in this action, and ſtand behind a door, from whence without being diſcovered, he might hear their examinations, and <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s anſwers.</p>
                  <p>This curioſity was inſpired into him by Heaven, which for the ſafety of the Queen would ſerve it ſelf with the love which he really bare her. He being abſolute in his commands, the buſineſs was executed according to his will, and having thrown an old cloak about him which diſguiſed him in part, he went along with the Judges, to the priſon where the Queen was, and ſtood behind her Chamber door, which they left a little open to favour his deſign.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Mariamne,</hi> as it was afterwards reported, ſaw thoſe who were appointed to be her Judges, enter her Chamber without ſhewing any ſign of aſtoniſhment, and was no more moved at their ſight, than at one of her inferiour ſervants: they rendred her the honour which they believed due to her in this occaſion, and in fine, one of them named <hi>Joab</hi> ſpeaking for himſelf and his companions, declared to her their commiſſion, and humbly beſeeched her to be plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed, that, according to the order he had received of the King for it, he might examine her upon ſome accuſations which were made againſt her.</p>
                  <p>The conſtant Queen patiently hearkned to <hi>Joab</hi>'s diſcourſe, and when he had done ſpeak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, looking upon him with diſdain, and a ſmile, which, though mingled with a little ſharp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, ſhewed the undauntedneſs and tranquility of her ſpirit: <q>I have not learned, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that Princeſſes of my birth, or rather Queens and lawful Heirs of <hi>Judea,</hi> acknowledged ſuch perſons as <hi>Joab</hi> for their Judges; and he which gave you this power hath not received enough himſelf from Heaven to make my ſpirit bow to ſo baſe a ſubmiſſion: I can anſwer before God for all the actions of my life, and by his grace they are innocent enough to be confeſſed to the whole world; but it is to him alone that I ought to render an account, and by my birth I have been and ſtill am of ſuch a quality as doth not per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit me to look upon as my Judges, thoſe which were born ſubjects to my Anceſtors and my ſelf.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>We have rendred, <hi>replyed the Jew,</hi> what we owed to your birth and quality, as long as it hath pleaſed the King to permit us and we have not ſought an employment which yet we could not refuſe, when he was pleaſed to lay it upon us: but ſeeing that by his ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute will we have been appointed to it, and that the authority which you have had over us, ought to ſubmit to his, you will not find it ſtrange, if it pleaſe you, that we examine you upon the accuſations which he himſelf lays againſt you. I ſhall account nothing ſtrange, <hi>anſwered Mariamne,</hi> neither from you nor from him who gave you this commiſſion; but by all his authority you ſhall not oblige me to anſwer before any other Judge, than before his Soveraign Maſter and mine, and before him, who for the puniſhment of my fault hath expoſed me to the cruelty of a man, whom he hath pleaſed to give me for an Husband. Beſides, theſe formalities are no whit neceſſary to him for my deſtruction, and he hath need of no other than thoſe wherewith he ſerved himſelf in the death of <hi>Hyrcanus</hi> and <hi>Ariſto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bulus.</hi> It is not that I fear the judgment of men, if I ſhould ſubmit to it, or that I cannot declare before the face of Heaven, that my innocence is pure and clear from all that can touch it. The juſt reſentments which I have againſt him never gave me the liberty of one ſingle thought wherewith he might be offended; and if the blood of a Grand-father, a Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, and of ſo many other of my friends, which he hath ſacrificed to his ambition, hath extinguiſhed part of that ardent affection which an Husband leſs cruel might have found in a Wife leſs unfortunate; yet it hath not defaced the character engraved by the hand of God, whereby we are united until death, neither hath it ever inſpired me with one ſingle wiſh a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt his honour or the repoſe of his life.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The fair and vertuous Queen pronounced theſe words with ſo much courage, grace, and majeſty, that her Judges remained ſurprized with raviſhment and admiration: and <hi>Herod,</hi> who from the place where he was hid had intelligibly heard them, was touched with them in ſuch ſort, that all his reſentments were not capable to reſiſt the motions of his love, which raiſed themſelves againſt them with their former power, and thruſting at the door which was half open, he entred into the Chamber, and diſcovered himſelf to <hi>Mariamne:</hi> 
                     <q>No Madam, <hi>cry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed he, as he drew near her;</hi> no Madam, you ſhall not be judged but by your own conſci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence, that may poſſibly convince you of little love to your Husband; but all other crimes, whereof I ſuſpected you are blotted out of my mind by the love I bear you. In fine,
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whether you be criminal or innocent, you can neither be condemned, nor abſolved, but <hi>I</hi> muſt ſubmit with you to the judgement which ſhall be pronounced either for you or againſt you; and my heart, which takes your part againſt it ſelf, would be the firſt expoſed to the diſpleaſures which too unjuſt a rigour prepared for you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> expreſſed himſelf in this manner: and <hi>Mariamne,</hi> though ſhe were a little ſurpri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zed at his unexpected ſight, appeared nevertheleſs little moved at his approach and diſcourſe: or if ſhe were, it was only with choler and diſdain at the preſence of a man from whom ſhe had lately received ſo unworthy uſage. In effect, the injury ſhe ſuffered in ſeeing her ſelf preſſed to anſwer before her ſubjects, who were appointed as Judges of her honour and her life, though it were not capable to make her exceed the bounds of moderation, and be outragious in the abſence of her Husband, contrary to what ſhe believed was due to the tye which united them, appeared to her underſtanding in another form, when ſhe ſaw before her the cruel man by whom ſhe was expoſed to this ignominy: this laſt affront, and condition wherein ſhe ſaw her ſelf in an hard and rigorous priſon, being joyned to the memory of his former diſpleaſures, revived her reſentments with a more than ordinary violence, and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted her not to look upon <hi>Herod</hi> but as a Dragon coming to devour her: ſhe received his careſſes themſelves ſo little conformable to the uſage whereof ſhe ſaw the preparation ſtill be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore her eyes, for the effects of a black diſſimulation, whereof ſhe knew him more capable than all other men all his life long; and in fine, the averſion ſhe had contracted from what was paſt, being joyned to theſe new ſubjects of hatred, made <hi>Herod</hi> more odious and more diſdainable than ever he appeared to her before.</p>
                  <p>She looked upon him with an Eye full of ſcorn and indignation, and flying from his arms which he reached towards her: <q>Suffer cruel man, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> ſuffer thy juſtice to take its courſe: the faces of the Judges which thou haſt appointed me, are more ſupportable than thine to me: and I had rather undergo the bloody Sentence, which by thy orders they ſhall pronounce againſt me, than receive any more thy artificial careſſes: if thou preſenteſt thy ſelf to me to augment the pain to which thou haſt deſtined me, thou exceedeſt the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mits of all cruelty, and the ſevereſt enemies have not aggravated by their preſence the laſt ſufferings of thoſe they had condemned to dye. Ah! <hi>Mariamne, replyed the Jewiſh King, with a very paſſionate action,</hi> I come not hither to ſend thee to thy death; ſeeing thou canſt not be condemned but by a ſentence, which will be as deſtructive to me as to thy ſelf; I come rather to ſnatch thee from the rigour of thoſe, whom by too prompt a reſentment I have armed againſt my own life rather than thine: I come to let thee know that thou canſt not dye without <hi>Herod,</hi> and to tell thee that ſeeing thou haſt ſome reſpects left to that tye which ought to unite us until death, thou canſt not diſdain the life I come to offer thee, without making an attempt upon thy Husbands life.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>And what favour, <hi>anſwered the Queen, interrupting him,</hi> what favour doeſt thou be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve thou doeſt me in leaving me a life, which by thy cruelties thou haſt rendred more o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dious to me a thouſand times, than the death which thou haſt prepared for me? what pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhments are due to this innocent life of mine, if thine contaminated with ſo many crimes hath hitherto eſcaped the indignation of Heaven, and whatſoever mine be, by what right wouldſt thou have me beholding to thee for it, ſince thou haſt no other right to diſpoſe of it but by uſurpation and tyranny?</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words began to re-kindle <hi>Herod</hi>'s anger, and looking upon the Queen with eyes trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled with the motions of his different paſſions: <q>Cruel woman, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> the inhumanities wherewith thou reproacheſt me every moment, are not comparable to thine; and by the continual outrages which thou doeſt me, thou endeavoureſt to provoke my love, and ſtrain my patience to the uttermoſt extremities: theſe inclinations which I have not been able to overcome, what cauſe ſoever I had to oppoſe them, ſtill take thy part, and repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent to me that without highly injuring my ſelf firſt, I cannot execute my juſt reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments againſt thee; I conjure thee to abuſe them no longer, nor conſtrain an Husband who loves thee too well, to abandon thee to the rigours of Juſtice, which will bring us both to our graves.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>He pronounced theſe words with a very terrible geſture; but the Queen was not affright<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed at it, but looking upon him with more diſdain than before: <q>Neither thy threats, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> nor thy careſſes ſhall ever move me, and thy threatnings are more dear to me than the proteſtations of thy love: thou doſt more naturally act this latter part than the for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer; and there is no neceſſity for thee to conſtrain thy ſelf for a perſon to whom the death which ſhe expects from thy cruelty, will be a thouſand times more pleaſing than all the proofs of thy affections.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>Thou ſhalt dye then, ſince 'tis thy will, <hi>cryed Herod full of fury and tranſport,</hi> thou ſhalt
<pb n="445" facs="tcp:62615:227"/>
dye, Woman unworthy of the care I took of thy ſafety, unworthy of my love, and now devoted to the juſtice of a King, and an Husband, who hath been injured in the moſt ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible part: I was too weak to intereſs my ſelf in the conſervation of thy life; but now thou haſt nothing to ground any hope of it upon, but only thy juſtification, and the evident proofs of thy innocence. My friends, <hi>continued he, turning himſelf towards them to whom he had given Commiſſion to be her Judges,</hi> perform now your charge with all liberty, and do not any longer look upon this woman as the ſpouſe of Your King; but as a woman which hath baſe and ſhamefully violated her duty to the Law of God, her own honour, and her Husbands love.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Having ſpoken theſe words, he went out of the Chamber ſo terrible, that he made all he met in his paſſage tremble for fear. Only <hi>Mariamne</hi> ſeemed little moved at it; and when the Judges according to <hi>Herod</hi>'s laſt command would have examined her, ſhe did not vouchſafe to open her mouth, but only to pray them to be gone, and leave her in quiet. <hi>Herod</hi> was no ſooner returned to his lodgings, but he was viſited by <hi>Salome</hi> and <hi>Pheroras,</hi> and he had no ſooner told them that, which he called the laſt effect of his weakneſs, and the laſt proofs he had received of <hi>Mariamnes</hi> inflexibility, but the revengeful <hi>Salome</hi> and <hi>Pheroras,</hi> being in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſſed by the envy they had alwayes born to the authority of <hi>Mariamne,</hi> after they had a long time blamed him for the action he had lately done, as ill-beſee<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ing his dignity, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing contrary to all the laws of prudence, they repreſented to him as vehemently as they could, that he ought no longer to be negligent; and that if he left ſo obſtinate an enemy any longer in the World, ſhe would infallibly attempt againſt his life, what ſhe had already at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempted, and poſſibly executed againſt his honour.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> drunk with rage, gave ear to them but too patiently; and when he had underſtood that the Queen had refuſed to anſwer thoſe who had the charge to examine her, and that they were gone out of the priſon without getting one word from her, by the pernicious Counſel of <hi>Salome,</hi> he commanded to put <hi>Sohemus</hi> and the Eunuch <hi>Philon</hi> to the torture, with order to omit no kind of torment to draw out of their mouths a confeſſion capable to condemn the Queen with ſome form of Juſtice. <hi>Joſeph</hi> in regard of his birth was not ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed to the rack, but <hi>Herod</hi> in an haſty rage ſent executioners that ſtrangled him the ſame day in the priſon, though he were not convinced of any crime, but of having revealed his Maſters ſecret to <hi>Mariamne.</hi> This ſudden execution would have amazed the <hi>Jews,</hi> if they had not been uſed to ſee ſuch actions proceed from their King every day, and if they had not known too well that death was familiar with him upon the leaſt motion of his paſſions. <hi>Alexander</hi> moved at the misfortune of her Daughter, as in all likelihood ſhe ought to be, uſed all means for juſtification, but ſhe had not <hi>Herod</hi>'s ear, which her enemies had poſſeſſed; and by all the power ſhe had over her Daughter ſhe could never oblige her to take any care to verifie her innocence, or to be reconciled to her Husband. All the world believed that it had been but willing to have endeavoured it, and as reſolute as ſhe was not to ſeek the friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip of this cruel man, he would never poſſibly have conſented to her death, if the things which happened afterwards had not cruelly contributed unto it. <hi>I am very unwilling, Sir,</hi> purſued Arſanes, looking pitifully upon Tyridates, <hi>to let you know the part you have in the death of this great Princeſs, and if I could without diſobeying you, and without varying from the truth which you will underſtand from other mouths, I would ſpare you the diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure you may receive from thence. Make an end,</hi> ſaid Tyridates with a deadly look, <hi>my grief is not in a condition to receive any augmentation by the particularities of thy diſcourſe; and ſince</hi> Mariamne <hi>is gone out of the World, the ways whereby ſhe went cannot at all change my condition.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I will tell you then, ſince it is your pleaſure,</hi> purſued Arſanes, <hi>that before they put</hi> So<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hemus <hi>and</hi> Eunuch Philon <hi>to the torment,</hi> Salome <hi>gave expreſs order to thoſe who had the charge of the buſineſs to examine them and preſs them by torments, upon what had paſſed betwixt the Queen and Prince</hi> Tyridates, <hi>believing that if ſhe could repreſent that a little to</hi> Herod<hi>'s memory, ſhe ſhould carry him to any thing ſhe would deſire.</hi> Her orders were punctually executed, and the two men were fearfully tormented; but whatſoever they made <hi>Sohemus</hi> ſuffer to make him reveal the favours which they pretended he had received of the Queen, whereby he had been obliged to betray his Maſter's ſecret, they could not draw one word out of his mouth, but what tended to the glory and advantage of <hi>Mariamne.</hi> He con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſſed that out of weakneſs, or out of compaſſion which he had of the miſeries of that Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, he had permitted himſelf ſo far as to diſcover to her the cruel orders which <hi>Herod</hi> had given him, and that he never intended to put them in execution; but when they queſtioned him concerning his or <hi>Joſeph</hi>'s love to the Queen, he denyed it to them with ſo much con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtancy, and anſwered them with ſo much candor and reſolution, that they eaſily judged both the Queen and himſelf to be innocent by his anſwers.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="446" facs="tcp:62615:228"/>
The Eunuch, though inferior to him in ſtrength of body and courage, endured the firſt torments with reſolution enough; and having nothing to ſay of the Queen to this purpoſe, but what ſerved for her juſtification, he kept to the naked truth, whatſoever pains they made him ſuffer; but at laſt being examined upon what had paſſ'd between the Queen and <hi>Tyridates;</hi> and the torments being renewed with more cruelty than before, upon the ſolici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation of <hi>Salome,</hi> he was not able any longer to reſiſt them, but ſaid to thoſe which tormen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted him, that if they would give him a little reſpite, he would declare all he knew concern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing that buſineſs.</p>
                  <p>The torments being ceaſed, and thoſe to whom this execution was appointed, being come near to him, he told them that during <hi>Herod</hi>'s voyage to <hi>Rhodes, Tyridates</hi> had ſeen the Queen by night, and in a diſguiſe in the Caſtle, where ſhe was kept under the cuſtody of <hi>Sohemus;</hi> and that upon the night of that day whereon he was beſieged by <hi>Herod</hi> in the Temple, and ſaved by the interpoſition of <hi>Soſius,</hi> he came back alone to <hi>Hieruſalem</hi> into the Palace, into the Chamber of <hi>Cleophe,</hi> where by his own means he had ſeen the Queen ſecret<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, and had ſome time of converſation with her.</p>
                  <p>The cruel <hi>Salome</hi> tranſported with joy at this confeſſion, cauſed his torments to be reodubled, to make him confeſs more; and by this news which ſhe carried to <hi>Herod</hi> ſhe wounded him to the very heart. He made ſuch exclamations as teſtified his grief, and abandoned himſelf in all things to tranſport and fury, finding, as he thought, more truth in the accuſations they made againſt <hi>Mariamne,</hi> than he had deſired; he felt himſelf violently ſeized upon by a diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure which all his prudence and policy could not diſſemble. <hi>Salome</hi> thought it beſt to repreſent to him that he ought not to ſuffer himſelf to fall into ſuch violent paſſions for an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grateful and perfidious Woman: he had no ears to hear her conſolations as he had to hear her Counſels, and flying out into the acceſs of rage at every moment: <q>Beſtow, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> thy unprofitable comforts elſewhere, and let my grief perform the moſt agreeable effect that ever it could produce; I know that <hi>Mariamne</hi> is ingrateful, that <hi>Mariamne</hi> hath betrayed me, and that <hi>Mariamne</hi> muſt periſh: but I know likewiſe, that I cannot deſtroy what I have ſo dearly loved, without devoting my ſelf to death. <hi>Mariamne</hi> ſhall dye without doubt, if the accuſations of the Eunuch be true, and if her diſloyalty prove real, I will no longer hearken to what love ſhall alledge in her favour: but this is infallible, that <hi>Mari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>amne</hi> cannot dye, without bringing me to the grave, or if I remain in the world after her, it will only be to paſs my days in dreadful horrours.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Whileſt he thus tormented himſelf he redoubled the poor Eunuch's tortures; but if he had weakneſs enough to declare what he knew, he had not ſo much villany as to invent any thing againſt the Queens innocence; ſo that the executioners being weary of tormenting him, were conſtrained to leave him at repoſe. Preſently after <hi>Salome</hi> ſent them to <hi>Sohemus,</hi> to whom they propoſed the ſame interrogatories: he reſiſted the cruelty of theſe tortures much longer than the Eunuch had done; but when they preſſed him upon <hi>Philon</hi>'s diſpoſition, he varied a little in his anſwers; and the Eunuch being brought before him, and having main<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained what he had diſpoſed in his preſence; the unfortunate <hi>Sohemus</hi> not being able any longer to reſiſt the truth, and perceiving well that all his evaſions would be uſeleſs after the Eunuch's depoſition, which he could no longer contradict, lifting pitifully his eyes to Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, <hi>I plainly ſee,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that I muſt die, and by the compaſſion which I have had of the mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes of a great Princeſs, I ſee my ſelf brought to my end: God is my witneſs that I little regret the loſs of my life; but I cannot have any comfort in my death, if by our weakneſs we advance the loſs of the moſt vertuous and innocent Queen that ever was. She without doubt hath haſtened</hi> Joſep<hi>'s death and mine by the diſcourſe ſhe bath made to the King her Husband, but all the reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment I might have for that, or the horror of all the tortures they can preſent me with, ſhall never make me ſpeak againſt the knowledge I have of her innocence, and admirable vertue.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>After this diſcourſe ſeeing himſelf preſſed afreſh by torments, he confirmed the depoſition of the Eunuch, as to the two interviews of the Queen and Prince <hi>Tyridates</hi> in the Caſtle where he had her under his cuſtody, and in the Queens lodging at your departure from <hi>Hie<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ruſalem;</hi> but in his confeſſion he excuſed the Queen, as his conſcience obliged him to do, and proteſted with Oaths ſacred to the <hi>Jews,</hi> that as for the firſt interview in the Caſtle, it was totally without the Queens knowledge, who forced you away from thence, without ever granting you the liberty to return: and for the laſt, the Queen only conſented to it to intreat you never to ſee her more: and that both in the one and the other there was ſo much inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cence, and reſervedneſs, that <hi>Herod</hi> himſelf, if he had been there preſent, could have found no cauſe of complaint in the moſt criminal paſſage of it. <hi>Alas!</hi> cryed Tyridates at this paſſage, <hi>with how much truth,</hi> Sohemus <hi>mighteſt thou proteſt this; and how advantagious had it been for that innocent Princeſs, had</hi> Herod <hi>himſelf received with his own ears thoſe teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monies of her vertue?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="447" facs="tcp:62615:228"/>
Whatſoever miſery they made <hi>Sohemus</hi> ſuffer, after this confeſſion, purſued <hi>Arſanes,</hi> they could get no more out of his mouth, and this was enough for the deſtruction of the unfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate <hi>Mariamne. Herod</hi> no ſooner underſtood the unhappy confirmation of the Eunuch's diſpoſition, but he totally abandoned himſelf to his rage; and whether it were that he ſuſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected ſomething more particularly offenſive to himſelf in theſe ſecret interviews, or that he found in this diſcovery occaſion enough to condemn her, letting looſe the reins to the im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>petuoſity of his jealouſie: <hi>Let her dye,</hi> cryed he, addreſſing himſelf to Salome, Pheroras, and his Miniſters of Juſtice, to whom he was accuſtomed to commit the like employments; <hi>let her dye diſloyal Woman as ſhe is, let her dye like an adultreſs as ſhe is, take her out of the World without any farther delay.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I know not whether <hi>Herod</hi> pronounced this ſentence with a perfect deliberation, or whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther he thought he ſhould not find ſo ready obedience to a command made with too much precipitation; but however it was, he had hardly ſpoken, but the Enemies of <hi>Mariamne</hi> to whom by the rigor of her deſtiny he unluckily addreſſed himſelf, ran or rather flew to haſten the end of her days.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Herod</hi> out of the exceſs of his grief, or rather of his rage, had thrown himſelf upon his bed, where making more reflection upon the injury he ſuppoſed he had received from <hi>Mari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>amne,</hi> than upon the bloody orders he lately had given againſt her, entombed himſelf in ſuch ſorrow as rendred him incapable of dreaming upon what paſt.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Salome</hi> who was wholly devoid of pity, and her party, taking their time for the Execu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of their cruel intentions, employed it with ſo much heat and eagerneſs, that the ſame day all things were prepared for the death of that deplorable Princeſs, and they went into the Priſon to give her notice of it, and conduct her to it. They did not ſo much as give the Princeſs <hi>Alexandra</hi> her Mother time to bid her adieu; neither did they permit her faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful Servants, and thoſe whom ſhe had loved beſt, to take their laſt leave of her; nor had ſhe the liberty to take the laſt ſight of the children ſhe left in the World, as ſo tender an age that they were not yet capable to underſtand the loſs they received.</p>
                  <p>Her cruel Enemies fearing leſt that <hi>Herod</hi> ſhould return to his right mind, and making a rational reflection upon what was done, ſhould recall the inhumane ſentence which he had pronounced, haſtened all things againſt all forms and gave no time to love and reaſon to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce the effects they feared. Poor <hi>Sohemus</hi> and the miſerable Eunuch were firſt ſacrificed, and <hi>Salome</hi> ſent Executioners to ſtrangle them in the Priſon. They ſay <hi>Sohemus</hi> died like a man of courage, and proteſted the Queens Vertue and Innocence to his laſt gaſp, for whoſe death he expreſſed more ſorrow than for his own.</p>
                  <p>Thoſe which went into the Priſon with the Queen to prepare her to die, reported after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards, that ſhe ſcarcely changed her countenance at their ſad diſcourſe, and that ſhe received news capable to daunt the moſt hardy ſpirits, with ſuch an aſſurance, as ſhamed her Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, and confirmed them to their confuſion, in the opinion they themſelves had of her Ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue. Nothing of paſſion appeared either in her countenance or diſcourſe, ſhe never ſp<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ke better ſenſe or with more temper, and there proceeded out of her mouth, neither complaint nor word which might make one judge that ſhe went to die unwillingly; nay, they who ſometimes ſaw her paſſionate againſt <hi>Herods</hi> inhumanity, when ſhe was provoked by the death of her near kindred, found her much more moderate as to her own, and obſerved no new reſentment in her for this laſt effect of his cruelty.</p>
                  <p>She only ſaid to thoſe who were preſent at her laſt actions: <q>Tell <hi>Herod,</hi> that 'tis this day that I begin to receive a good office from him, and that I accept the preſent, which he hath pleaſed to ſend me, and with more joy and acknowledgment, than ever I did all the teſtimonies of his love. I can nevertheleſs proteſt before the God which we adore (and I owe this juſtification to my memory and the blood from which I am deſcended) that the repugnance which his cruelties have cauſed in me, either to his manners or perſon, never in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clined me to the leaſt thought of offending againſt my own honour or the duty of a Wife: Tell him that the blood of <hi>Joſeph</hi> and <hi>Sohemus,</hi> which he hath ſhed, will cry for venge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance againſt him: and that if I be culpable at my death, it is becauſe, that by my im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prudence, I have cauſed the ruine of thoſe innocent perſons: As for <hi>Tyridates,</hi> I thank God, I feel no remorſe of conſcience that can accuſe me of the leaſt fault againſt my Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band, and I hold no other thoughts for his perſon but of acknowledgment and eſteem as due to his vertue: Tell him, that I beſeech him, if I may beſeech him at my death, that he would ſtop the current of his cruelties with me, and look with more affect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ion and pity upon the Children which Heaven hath beſtowed upon us, upon whom the rage of our Enemies may extend it ſelf, if he do not remedy it. After this ſupplication, I pardon him for my death with all my heart, and I pardon <hi>Salome</hi> too for it, though ſhe might have contented her ſelf to haſten the end of my dayes without blaſting my reputation;
<pb n="448" facs="tcp:62615:229"/>
and I go, without regret, to render an account to God for my actions, whether criminal or innocent.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>After theſe words, which drew ſtreams of tears from them who heard them, ſhe gave ſome ſmall orders for the recompence of thoſe perſons which had ſerved her; and having ſetled her mind in that reſpect, ſhe kneeled down in a little Oratory which ſhe had in her Chamber, where ſhe prayed with an action nothing reliſhing of the world.</p>
                  <p>After ſhe had beſtowed a quarter of an hour in this pious employment, ſhe returned with a much more chearful countenance than before; and after ſhe had given the laſt embrace to her inconſolate Maids, who melted into tears at her knees, turning her ſelf towards them who waited to conduct her to her death; <hi>Let us go my friends,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>'tis time to part;</hi> Hyrcanus <hi>and</hi> Ariſtobulus <hi>call for me, and I muſt go to find out thoſe Illuſtrious</hi> Aſmoneans, <hi>who through the care which</hi> Herod <hi>hath taken, preſerve a place in Heaven for me.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>With theſe words ſhe gave her hand her ſelf to him who was to lead her; and having again, with a look full or ſweetneſs and Majeſty, taken her laſt leave of thoſe who were a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout her: ſhe went out of the Chamber, and paſſed into the Court, where the Tragical pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paration was made for her death.</p>
                  <p>Diſpence with me Sir, from telling you the laſt particulars, it may be enough, and more than enough for you to know, that upon that mortal Scaffold, the moſt beautifull head was ſeparated from the faireſt body in the world; and the moſt vertuous, the moſt innocent, and the moſt couragious of all Women loſt her life, by the horrid command of a Monſter, thirſty after Illuſtrious Blood, whereof he ſacrificed the fair remains to the rage of its Enemies. The Sun being at the latter end of his courſe, gave light unwillingly, as I believe, to this ſad adventure, and the univerſal nature would have put on mourning, if it had been capable of ſenſe, for the greateſt loſs it could ever ſuffer.</p>
                  <p>Theſe laſt words of <hi>Arſanes</hi> were interrupted with ſighs and ſobs; and not being able to go farther, to finiſh what he had to relate concerning the remorſe of <hi>Herod,</hi> and ſome acci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dents which followed <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s death, he caſt his eyes upon <hi>Tyridates,</hi> to ſee what effect the concluſion of this pitiful narration had wrought upon him. He was amazed, and <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> too, that there proceeded not one word from his mouth, nor ſigh from his breaſt; but their amazement ceaſed, when after they had looked near upon him, they ſaw that he was fallen into a ſecond ſwoon much deeper than the former.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> being touched to the quick with grief, both by the pitiful relation of <hi>Mariamne</hi>'s death; whoſe eminent vertue and admirable beauty he had heard a thouſand times highly extolled; and at the condition wherein he ſaw the unfortunate <hi>Tyridates,</hi> was hardly ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of giving him either ſuccour or conſolation: and whilſt <hi>Arſanes,</hi> with the reſt of <hi>Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates</hi> his Servants that were left in the houſe, took care by all poſſible remedies to fetch the Prince out of his ſwoon, he ſate by him with his arms acroſs, and lifting up his eyes to Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, as it were to accuſe Fortune for the miſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>haps to which ſhe expoſes vertuous perſons, he made ſad reflections upon the miſery of men.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyridates</hi> came not to himſelf again a long time, and the greateſt part of the night was paſt before he recovered his ſenſes. <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſeeing himſelf very far from the repoſe and comfort that was promiſed him, did not ſo much as ſeek for any in that deſolate houſe; and out of the excellency of his nature did ſo far intereſs himſelf in <hi>Tyridates</hi> misfortune, that for a while he loſt the memory of his own.</p>
                  <p>At laſt, after a great deal of pains taken with him, <hi>Tyridates</hi> opened his eyes, which he turned every way, in ſuch a manner as cauſed thoſe that ſtood about him to judge ſadly of it. <hi>Marcellus</hi> called him by his name divers times, and ſeeing that he did not anſwer him but with dying looks: Tyridates, ſaid he to him, <hi>will you not call to mind that you are a man? and more than that, that you are a man of courage? Afflictions may touch you, but they ſhould not make you loſe either your knowledge or your reaſon.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tyridates</hi> made no reply to theſe words of <hi>Marcellus;</hi> but only after he had tumbled a few turns upon the bed, like a perſon full of agony, opening his mouth to give paſſage to a voice interrupted with ſobs: <hi>O</hi> Mariamne, ſaid he, <hi>you are dead; and more than that, 'tis</hi> Tyri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates <hi>who hath haſtened your death! this was it that remained to conclude his deplorable deſtiny with an end conformable to the beginnings of his calamities; and it was not aggravation enough to the laſt misfortunes of</hi> Tyridates, <hi>that</hi> Mariamne <hi>ſhould die, but that</hi> Mariamne <hi>ſhould die for</hi> Tyridates <hi>his fault. I have brought you to your Grave, O Queen, whom I have ſo reli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>giouſly adored, and I have not a life precious enough to ſacrifice to your memory in change for yours.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>He ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>opt at theſe words, and recollected himſelf to receive the favourable death which he deſired, and whereof he already felt the approaches, whilſt <hi>Marcellus</hi> endeavoured to
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divert his grief. <hi>Tyridates</hi> had no more ears for his diſcourſe, nor eyes for the objects which preſented themſelves before him, nor thoughts for things of this world. Never poſſibly did Love produce a more excellent and more marvellous effect, than it wrought in this Prince; and by the means of his love alone, his grief ſerved him in ſtead of a Sword, Poyſon, Preci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pices; and without requiring any external help, death which was deſired by him, and is to be wiſhed for by unfortunate Men like him, offered it ſelf to his aſſiſtance, and preſented it ſelf to him at a time when he received it with a joy which in appearance could have no reſidence in his ſoul.</p>
                  <p>He perceived the approach of it, and took notice of it, and giving it entertainment worthy of the good office it did him: <hi>O death,</hi> ſaid he, with a lower and more feeble voice than ordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary, <hi>O death, how willingly do I receive thee, and though I ought poſſibly to refuſe thy help at a time when ſome remainder of life is neceſſary to me to tear out the ſoul of</hi> Mariamne's <hi>Executioner with mine own hands, yet how dear is thy ſuccour, and thy coming favourable to me!</hi> O Mariamne, continued he a little after, <hi>receive this ſoul which I render you as the only reparation I can make you for having contributed to your death: It takes its flight towards you, unworthy as it is, to pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent its ſelf before you, and in what condition ſoever you be, the purity of yours will never be offended by the laſt gift I make you of it.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe were the laſt words he ſpake, and a little after, grief giving its laſt aſſaults, ſeized up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on his heart in ſuch a manner, that that part which lives firſt, and dies laſt, was not capable of ſuſtaining the functions neceſſary for the conſervation of life. He only looked a farewell to <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Arſanes,</hi> and a little after, his eyes were covered with darkneſs, his ſpeech failed him, and all his ſtrength having totally forſaken him, he remained cold and pale between <hi>Arſanes</hi> his arms; not in a ſwoon like thoſe whereinto he had formerly fallen, but really dead; a death which being neither violent, nor natural, but participating of both, did punctually accompliſh <hi>Thraſillus</hi> his prediction; a death which freed him for ever from the more tedious and cruel deaths which he had inceſſantly found in the memory of <hi>Mariamne.</hi> Happy Man in his deſtiny, that he did not ſurvive the perſon for whom he had only lived; and glorious in his end, for having given in his death ſo brave an example of the moſt pure and real paſſion that ever any ſoul was enflamed withall.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <trailer>The End of the Fifth Part.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="6" type="part">
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            <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART VI.</head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>LIB. I.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Cornelius Gallus Pretor <hi>of</hi> Egypt <hi>is deeply taken with</hi> Candace's <hi>Beauty. He taketh an oppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunity to diſcover his affection, which ſhe receives with much inward trouble, and outward coldneſs. The coming of</hi> Eliſa <hi>breaks off their diſcourſe.</hi> Eliſa <hi>acquaints</hi> Candace <hi>with her dream, and ſhe gives her her thoughts upon it. Walking together in the Garden of the Palace they over-hear the complaints of a fair Slave that attended upon</hi> Eliſa. <hi>Their curioſity prompts them to a farther diſcovery, and upon their requeſt ſhe relates the ſtory of her life: She ſpeaks her name</hi> Olympia, <hi>and her ſelf Daughter to</hi> Adallas <hi>King of</hi> Thrace; <hi>Her own Brother falls in love with her, and diſcovers his inceſtuous deſires, which ſhe entertains with horror and amaze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; She oppoſes his paſſion with all the ſtrength of Vertue and Reaſon, but in vain: She ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaints her Father with it, who ſharply reproves him, and reſolves to diſpoſe of her, but is pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vented by death: The young</hi> Adallas <hi>ſucceeding in the Kingdom, armed his ſolicitations with authority, and threatens to compel his Siſter to marry him. She with a ſmall retinue flies from</hi> Byzantium.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>Hilſt <hi>Love</hi> produced theſe ſad effects at the gates of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> his pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers were no leſs imployed in the City, and the ancient Palace of the <hi>Ptolomies;</hi> that Tyrant God found in the two Princeſſes, which For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune had committed to the care and cuſtody of the <hi>Pretor</hi> of <hi>Egypt,</hi> a fit ſubject to exerciſe himſelf upon: Theſe two admirable Perſons, from the very firſt day of their acquaintance, had contracted ſuch an amity, as had left nothing reſerved in their ſouls, and if by the charming con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation of the Queen of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> the fair Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians</hi> could not repreſs that ſmarting grief which the loſs of her brave, but unfortunate <hi>Artaban</hi> had rendred maſter of her heart; yet 'twas certain, that in the ſweetneſs which ſhe found in the affection, which ſhe had conceived for ſo extraordinary a perſon, as <hi>Candace</hi> was, ſhe reliſhed ſome ſort of conſolation, and gave place too to ſome ſhadow of hope, induced thereto, by the diſcourſe which the fair Queen made her of the marvellous events of Fortune, and the appea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rances which might in ſome ſort flatter her, with a belief of <hi>Artaban</hi>'s ſafety.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi>'s cares, though not ſlight ones, were yet more moderate than <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s ſadneſs, and the remembrance which was freſh in her mind, that ſhe had ſeen her dear <hi>Caeſario</hi> a few dayes before, diſſipated the greateſt part of her grief, and ſhe was a thouſand times more ſatisfied to ſee her beloved Prince eſcaped from the dangers wherein ſhe had left him at her departure from <hi>Meroe,</hi> than ſhe could be afflicted at the loſs of her Domini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, or with the other effects of her misfortune, which would have produced greater re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments in any other ſpirit but hers. Notwithſtanding, if her mind found any repoſe in the
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knowledge that <hi>Caeſario</hi> was living, that he was not far from the place of her abode, and that by the report of thoſe whom <hi>Cornelius</hi> had ſent to his aſſiſtance, ſhe had learned, that to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether with his valiant companions, he was victorious in the combat wherein ſhe had left him engaged; ſhe could not baniſh her fear, which continually repreſented to her, that he was not eſcaped out of ſo great an encounter without wounds, and her love making all things ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pear in the moſt dangerous condition, ſhe believed ſhe ſaw every moment her beloved Prince all wounded and bloody, and reduced to the extremity of his life. In the fear which this imagination imprinted in her Soul, ſuffering her ſelf to be tranſported with the motions of her grief, <q>Ah Gods! <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> if it be true that my dear <hi>Caeſario</hi> is ſtill in danger of a life ſo often expoſed, and ſo often relieved from ſo many perils, why ſhould you preſent him to my eyes to give a more ſenſible redoubling to my grief, than if he had died far off from me in that un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate Country where <hi>I</hi> left him? the ſubject of my deſpair would be leſs reaſonable, if <hi>I</hi> had underſtood that he had periſhed upon an occaſion, when <hi>I</hi> had little hope of his ſafety, than if after he had recovered me contrary to all my hopes, you ſhould permit my cruel For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune to deprive me of him for ever. Alas! 'tis poſſible that at this very moment whilſt <hi>I</hi> ſpend my life in ſuch cruel apprehenſions, the unfortunate Prince draws near his end, and is breathing out that faithful Soul, which he had beſtowed upon me to his misfortune, and the glory of my days. Ah! if my fears be real, ye pitiful Heavens do not permit me to ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vive him one minute, or if he be ſtill Maſter of any remainders of life, to imploy them in the reſearch of a Princeſs, who is more happy in his love, then unfortunate in the accidents of her love, guide his ſteps hither for pitie's ſake, and do not ſuffer us to live in this darkneſs, wherein abſence entombs us.</q>
               </p>
               <p>As ſhe ſpake theſe words, her eyes performed what her mouth could not abſolutely expreſs, and <hi>Clity</hi> who ſtayed by her to dry up her tears, could have no ſucceſs in comforting of her, but by recalling things paſt to her memory, and by repreſenting to her the advantagious diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence there was between her preſent condition and that wherein ſhe ſaw her ſelf a few dayes before, both in reſpect of the ſecurity of her own perſon, and of her beloved <hi>Caeſario,</hi> They conſulted then together what courſe they ſhould take to learn news concerning that Prince; and they could find no other expedient than to ſeek ſome perſon in whom they might have the confidence to ſend him to <hi>Tyridates</hi> his houſe, hoping that by the means of that Prince they might have ſome intelligence either of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> or <hi>Eteocles.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>But if this fair Queen was troubled with ſome diſquiets, whereunto her long ſuffering might have already inured her ſpirit, ſhe cauſed as many in the mind of a man, who a few dayes be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore had paſſed his life in liberty enough, and the ſoul of <hi>Cornelius Gallus</hi> had ſo deeply received the dart which the Princeſs had fixed there, that in the morning of his love he felt himſelf as much inflamed, as if he had already beſtowed whole Years upon this dawning paſſion. At firſt he was ſilent, out of the reſpects which the Majeſty of <hi>Candace</hi> might imprint upon the moſt licentious ſpirits; but afterwards he believed he might indulge himſelf a little more liberty, both in regard of the condition wherein he ſaw this perſon, abandoned by all other aſſiſtance but his own, and the memory of the ſervice which he had rendred her, by which, in all pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bability, ſhe was obliged to a very great acknowledgment. This conſideration joyned to the condition of his Fortune, and the abſolute power he had in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> gave him more boldneſs than the countenance of <hi>Candace</hi> had wont to leave him, and he believed at laſt (though Beauty and high appearances might repreſent ſo much to him) that no reaſon ought to oblige him to a conſtraint which did incommodate him, and that he might juſtly hope much from a perſon, who was much engaged to him.</p>
               <p>The morrow after that day which the two Princeſſes had beſtowed upon the relation of the adventures of the afflicted <hi>Eliſa, Candace</hi> being more early up than the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and walking alone with <hi>Clity</hi> upon the balliſtred Terrace, which belonged to her lodging, ſaw her ſelf accoſted by <hi>Cornelius,</hi> and having no knowledge of his intentions, nor any repugnance againſt his Perſon or entertainment, but what her inquietudes generally cauſed in her, againſt every thing that might trouble her thoughts, ſhe received him with that civi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity, which ſhe believed was due to his condition, and the importance of the ſervice which he had rendred her.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Gallus</hi> having taken her by the hand to aſſiſt her in her walk, entertained her a while with things indifferent, and being a place which had a proſpect into the Sea, and ſome of the parts near <hi>Alexandria,</hi> he ſhewed her thoſe places which were moſt remarkable either of their beauty or the memorable things that had paſſed there. He cauſed her to behold that famous place where the great <hi>Julius Caeſar,</hi> whoſe memory was ſo venerable amongſt Men, ſee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing himſelf preſſed by <hi>Ptolomies</hi> Troops, threw himſelf into the Sea, and ſwam over the ſtreight which divides the City from the Iſle of <hi>Pharos.</hi> From thence cauſing her to look further, he ſhewed her the place where the battel was fought the next day, and where
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the treacherous <hi>Ptolomy</hi> found under the Waves the puniſhment due to his perfidiouſneſs, as well for his attempt againſt the Perſon of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> as for the horrible cruelty which he had committed upon the ſhore of <hi>Peluſium</hi> againſt the great but unfortunate <hi>Pompey.</hi> After that, cauſing her to look more forward upon the Sea, he ſhewed her the place where the Queen <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra</hi> firſt preſented her ſelf to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and deſired his protection againſt the cruel perſecution of her Brother; and the place where <hi>Anthony</hi> met with that fair Queen at the beginning of their unfortunate loves, and all other places which were remarkable for any important events during the life of that Princeſs, and the War ſhe had with <hi>Auguſtus</hi> wherein ſhe loſt both Life and Empire.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> beheld what <hi>Cornelius</hi> ſhewed her, and hearkned to his diſcourſe with ſuch a ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derneſs as brought tears into her eyes: and <hi>Gallus</hi> attributing that compaſſion only which pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded partly from another intereſt, was the more inflamed by the knowledge he received of the goodneſs of a perſon, in whom he had already obſerved all other excellent qualities in their higheſt perfection.</p>
               <p>After he had given by his diſcourſe what was likely to be due to the curioſity of a Stranger Princeſs, and what he more truly rendred to the complacency which his love cauſed in him towards her, looking upon her with eyes which partly ſignified his intention. <hi>But Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>now I have acquainted You with theſe ſmall trifles which You deſired to know of me, ſhall I be too curious my ſelf, or rather ſhall I be indiſcreet, if I take the liberty to enquire of You the name, and the condition of this admirable perſon to whom by my good fortune I have rendred ſome ſmall ſervice, without knowing of her, and who though unknown, is in as high eſteem with me, as if ſhe were the Wife or Daughter of</hi> Caeſar? <hi>'Tis not upon any deſign of abuſing it, that I expreſs this curio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſity to you, but only out of a deſire of finding greater opportunities to ſerve you in a more plenary know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge of You.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cornelius</hi> ſpake in this manner, and the Queen who was already prepared for this ran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counter, and had premeditated with <hi>Clity</hi> what to ſay, ſeemed very little ſurprized at <hi>Corne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lius</hi> his diſcourſe. She did ſo far acknowledge the Obligation ſhe had to him, as to have de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clared to him the truth of her life, and the condition of her fortune, if ſhe could have done it without intereſſing and endangering her dear <hi>Caeſario,</hi> whom ſhe knew to be in that Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try, and to have all <hi>Caeſars</hi> friends for his declared enemies. Upon this precaution, which ſhe believed was due to the ſafety of her beloved Prince, ſhe reſolved to conceal her name, her birth, and the greateſt part of her adventures; and upon this deſign, after ſhe had ſignified to <hi>Cornelius</hi> with obliging expreſſions, that his curioſity was not importunate to her, ſhe told him that ſhe was born in <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> of very noble Parents, who during the life of King <hi>Hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>daſpes</hi> had enjoyed the higheſt dignities of that Kingdom; but that afterwards being deſirous to teſtifie their fidelity to the Queen <hi>Candace</hi> his Daughter, when ſhe was deprived of her Kingdom by <hi>Tyribaſus,</hi> that Tyrant being too powerful for them had ruined them, and ſo eagerly purſued them, that they were conſtrained to put themſelves upon the <hi>Nile,</hi> with part of their moſt portable goods, from whence ſailing down into the open Sea, with an inten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion to ſeek out a Sanctuary from his Tyranny, they fell into the hands of the Pirate <hi>Zenodo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rus.</hi> After this paſſage ſhe concealed nothing of the truth of him, but only what would have obliged her to make mention of <hi>Caeſario;</hi> and relating to him the dangers which ſhe had eſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caped by reaſon of the Pirate's inſolence, and the flames of the Veſſel which ſhe had fired, and the Waves into which ſhe had caſt her ſelf, ſhe powerfully moved him upon divers ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counts, and filled him full of admiration at her vertue and greatneſs of courage.</p>
               <p>When he had given due praiſes to that noble reſolution of ſacrificing her life to the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation of her honour, looking upon her with an action much more paſſionate than before: <q>
                     <hi>I</hi> ſhould be ungrateful to the Gods, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> if I ſhould not be thankful to them, as long as I live, for the favor they have done me, in guiding me to the occaſions of ſerving you, and in giving me the means to conduct you into a place where <hi>I</hi> can offer you part of what you ſeek; but if my intereſt might be conſidered to the prejudice of yours, and if <hi>I</hi> might afflict my ſelf as much at my own ill, as I ought to rejoyce at your good fortune, poſſibly I would ſay, that in this rancounter <hi>I</hi> have no more cauſe to commend than to complain of my deſtiny, and that it is as much for my loſs as for your ſafety that the Gods cauſed you to land upon this Coaſt, and lead me into the Wood where I defended you againſt the violence of <hi>Zenodorus.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Gallus</hi> ſpake in this manner, and the Queen, though ſhe almoſt comprehended his diſcourſe, and received it with a very great grief, pretended for all that, that ſhe did not underſtand him, and that ſhe might not continue without a reply, ſhe anſwered him without being mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved: <q>
                     <hi>I</hi> ſhould be very ſorry that my arrival in this Country ſhould occaſion any damage to a perſon to whom I engaged for the preſervation of my life and honour, and to prevent the future, ſince it is not in our power to recal what is paſt, <hi>I</hi> ſhall depart without regret from
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a place where you have given me refuge, if my continuance here be never ſo little offenſive to You. Alas! <hi>replyed Gallus with a ſigh,</hi> how unprofitable would your departure be now, ſince you cannot carry away the wound that <hi>I</hi> have in the midſt of my heart, together with the eyes that made it? or rather how cruel would it be to me now, ſince in parting from me you will deprive my days of all that makes them deſirable to me, and poſſibly bereave me of a life, whereof all the remaining moments are dedicated to you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Whilſt he ſpake thus, the Queen oppreſſed with a violent grief, upon this occaſion of new croſſes, which former paſſages made her foreſee in a moment, ſtudied for terms to explain her ſelf, both according to the greatneſs of her courage, and the condition of her preſent for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, whereby ſhe ſaw her ſelf abſolutely ſubjected to <hi>Cornelius</hi> his power; and when he had done ſpeaking, compoſing her countenance to a more ſerious poſture than before, which with the Majeſty that <hi>Gallus</hi> obſerved in it, ſtrook him into ſome awe: <q>I am obliged to you, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> for my life and honour, and I ſhould be much more engaged to you, if you would preſerve the glory of your benefit entire, and not diminiſh the price of it by the offence you do me. If it be an offence to love you, <hi>replyed the Pretor,</hi> and if it be an infinite offence to love you infinitely, I confeſs that there is not a man in the world who hath offend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed you more than <hi>Cornelius;</hi> but if love, in the Country where you were born, be not diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent from that which we have obſerved in ours, if it makes a man abandon his liberty to beſtow it upon that he loves; if it makes him forget his own proper intereſts, to ſacrifice him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf entirely to the Perſon beloved; and in fine, if it produce no other effects, than what we have ſeen it produce in thoſe places where I have paſſed my life, I cannot eaſily comprehend the ground of the offence which you can find in the love I have for you. <hi>I</hi> know not, <hi>replyed the Queen coldly,</hi> either the effects or qualities of that paſſion, but the diſcourſe of it is not conformable to my humor, and I ſhould be very much obliged to you, if you will find ſome other matter of entertainment.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cornelius,</hi> though a little repulſed with the anſwer, which made him partly underſtand the difficulties he ſhould have to conquer the ſpirit, which he had attempted, prepared himſelf to ſpeak, when he ſaw the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa</hi> approach, who having underſtood that <hi>Candace</hi> had been walking upon the Terrace a great while, had made her ſelf ready with all ſpeed to come and find her, to enjoy in her company that little conſolation which ſhe could meet with no where elſe. <hi>Eliſa</hi> was in a very careleſs dreſs, part of her hair fell upon her cheeks with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out art or order, her complexion was extraordinary pale, and her eyes were dulled with watching, and red with their continual exerciſe of weeping, and yet ſhe appeared to the eyes of <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Gallus</hi> like a dazling Star, and made them judge that neither art, nor nature could produce any thing more beautiful or more compleat.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> being very much ſatisfied to find this agreeable diverſion from the importunate converſation of <hi>Cornelius,</hi> advanced towards the Princeſs with open arms, and giving her the good morrow with a great many kiſſes full of tender affection, ſhe received the embraces and careſſes of the fair Princeſs, which expreſſed no leſs affection than her own.</p>
               <p>After they had ſpent ſome time in ſome mutual embracings, the fair Queen beginning the diſcourſe, <q>I longed, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to know how you had paſſed this night, and I had come to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>form my ſelf at your Chamber, but that I was afraid to interrupt your ſleep. Alas, <hi>replyed the Princeſs, with an action full of tenderneſs and ſweetneſs,</hi> how little acquaintance have ſleep and I together at this time, and how ill an office did your goodneſs render me in depriving me, for a little reſts ſake, which is now ſtranger to me, of a ſight wherein I find all the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort of my life.</q> 
                  <hi>Candace</hi> repayed theſe words with others as full of affection, and <hi>Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nelius</hi> ſeeing them enter into a diſcourſe which did not permit him to purſue that which he had begun with <hi>Candace,</hi> after he had continued a while longer with them in a converſation full of civility, he left them alone to go either to muſe upon his paſſion, or to employ himſelf in ſuch affairs as his charge required.</p>
               <p>After his departure the two Princeſſes began to entertain each other with more liberty than before, and the firſt diſcourſe being beſtowed in the comforting of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and upon the hopes which ſhe might yet conceive of her <hi>Artaban</hi>'s ſafety, (though ſhe built but little upon them) the Princeſs, though ſhe thought upon nothing elſe but the ſad cauſe of her grief, for all that obſerved ſome new penſiveneſs in <hi>Candace</hi>'s countenance, and having asked her the cauſe of it with a grace, which left her no liberty to deny, the fair Queen prefacing the confeſſion which ſhe was about to make with a little ſmile: <q>'Tis, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> becauſe I am a little more unhappy than you, in that you did arrive at <hi>Alexandria</hi> before me; for if <hi>Cornelius</hi> had ſeen the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa</hi> before <hi>Candace, Candace</hi> would not be expoſed to that perſecution which ſhe hath begun to ſuffer to day. <hi>Eliſa eaſily comprehended the Queens diſcourſe, and receiving it with a modeſty like to her own.</hi> If it be the love which you have cauſed in <hi>Cornelius, ſaid ſhe,</hi> which creates you a new ſubject of diſpleaſure, I was not capable to guard you from it, and
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what your powers have done in one day, mine being far inferior to them, could not have done in divers years. If we had any other Judges but our ſelves, <hi>anſwered Candace,</hi> the part which you maintain would be very much weakned; but in brief ſuch as <hi>I</hi> am, if his words be true, my misfortune hath made <hi>Cornelius</hi> in love with me, and he hath newly made a de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>claration of it to me, which hath almoſt as much offended me, as he obliged me by the aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſtance which he gave ſome days ago.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words ſhe related to the Princeſs, <hi>Cornelius</hi> his diſcourſe, and not deſiring to make a ſecret, either of his adventure, or the more particular thoughts of her ſoul: <q>Beſides the croſſes which I foreſee will befal me, <hi>purſued ſhe,</hi> in the love of a man to whom I am ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged, and into whoſe power <hi>I</hi> am fallen, <hi>I</hi> cannot ſee without a great deal of reſentment, that he who poſſeſſes, as the Lieutenant of an adopted <hi>Caeſar,</hi> the place which my true <hi>Caeſar</hi> ought to poſſeſs as <hi>Soveraign,</hi> raiſes his thoughts to the ſame place where he hath plant<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed his; and my dear <hi>Caeſario</hi> hath received offences great enough from theſe cruel Enemies by the loſs of his Dominions, his Parents and Dignities, though, through his hard deſtiny, the ſame enemies did not attach him in his love, and in that thing wherein he thought him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf ſecure from their perſecutions. You have a great deal of reaſon, <hi>replyed Eliſa,</hi> but <hi>I</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve that <hi>Caeſario</hi> is very ſecure upon that part; and that if his Enemies had no greater power, in relation to the troubles and dangers to which they expoſed him in his tender youth, he had not only ſuffered very little by their perſecution, but had never ſeen any of the Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minions of <hi>Ethiopia. I</hi> had rather, <hi>anſwered Candace,</hi> never have ſeen the light, and though the affection <hi>I</hi> have for <hi>Caeſario,</hi> may coſt me a great Kingdom, that loſs will be ſo far from diminiſhing the content I have to have ſeen and loved him, that <hi>I</hi> cannot but take it well, and acknowledge my ſelf obliged to <hi>Auguſtus</hi> cruelty, from which alone <hi>I</hi> have received my <hi>be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loved Prince,</hi> and without which, though poſſibly he might have lived in a more peaceable condition, he had not lived for <hi>Candace.</hi> Heaven had ordained him for you, <hi>added the ſad Eliſa,</hi> and the admirable perfections of the fair Queen of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> could not be well match<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed but with the rare qualities of <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Son; yet I adviſe you, that in preferring inviolably what you owe to him, you gently manage <hi>Cornelius</hi> his ſpirit, and do not put your ſelf in danger by too rough uſage of him, of making him make uſe of the power he hath over you. <hi>I</hi> am too ſenſible of it, <hi>replyed Candace,</hi> not to follow your counſel, and whatſoever difficulty <hi>I</hi> have to diſſemble my thoughts; yet ſo long as the Man ſhall keep himſelf within the bounds of that reſpect which he hath hitherto obſerved, I ſhall forbear diſtaſting him as much as is poſſible; but if he never ſo little tranſgreſs, I will make him know what <hi>I</hi> am, and <hi>I</hi> have ſeen death often enough before my eyes already, to make me endure the face of it, rather than the leaſt offence againſt my honour, or that which I owe to the love of my dear <hi>Caeſar.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>The two Princeſſes entertained one another in this manner, and they had a very long diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe together beſides, in the ſame place, wherein having paſſed from <hi>Candace</hi>'s affairs to <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s, that Princeſs according to the Queens Counſel, was reſolved to conceal neither her Birth nor her Name from <hi>Cornelius,</hi> ſuppoſing upon good grounds that ſhe could not find a better San<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctuary againſt the cruelty of the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> than amongſt the <hi>Romans</hi> his Enemies, where <hi>Tyridates</hi> her Uncle had found refuge, and whoſe protection was the moſt puiſſant that ſhe could look for in the World. <hi>Candace</hi> believed, that then ſhe might, without put<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting <hi>Tyridates</hi> in danger, inform his Niece of the place of his retreat, and the obligations ſhe had to him, which ſhe did without any further delay, and by that diſcourſe ſhe wrought in the Princeſs, great thoughts of tenderneſs and eſteem towards her Uncle, whoſe perſon was unknown to her, and as earneſt a deſire to ſee him, as in this ſad condition of her life ſhe was capable of having for any thing in the world.</p>
               <p>This deſolate Princeſs reſtrained her ſelf pretty well before <hi>Candace,</hi> and indeed, without laying any reſtraint upon her ſelf, ſhe found her ſweet ionſolation in her company; but at the Core her grief was ſo violent, that without an admirable ſtrength of ſpirit, ſhe could not eaſily have ſupported it ſo long without ſinking under it. The Image of her brave, but un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate <hi>Artaban,</hi> returned inceſſantly into her memory; and after ſhe had ran over the marvellous actions of that great man, and recalling into her remembrance the fair proofs of love which he had beſtowed upon her, when ſhe fell upon that deplorable paſſage how ſhe ſaw him thrown down headlong, and buried in the waves, all her inconſtancy could not defend her againſt the violent effects of her grief, and ſhe remained more dead than alive be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween the arms of <hi>Urinoe,</hi> or her Daughter, who were eternally employed in drying up her tears, and re-compoſing her ſpirit by all the words which pity, and the real affection they had for ſuch a Miſtreſs could put into their mouths. 'Twas in her bed that the tears took the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty to overflow into a deluge, and the darkneſs wherewith the earth was then covered much better fitting the ſadneſs of her ſoul, than the brightneſs of a fair day, brought back into it
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the ſorrowful objects in their moſt natural form, and left nothing in her mind but meer <hi>Idea's</hi> of Death. Then it was, that after ſhe had ſhed Rivers of tears, wherewith her pillow was all wet, and forcing the ſobs, which would have ſtopt the paſſage of her ſpeech: <hi>My dear</hi> Artaban, ſaid ſhe, <hi>is it poſſible that</hi> Eliſa <hi>ſhould beſtow nothing but tears upon my death, and that thou canſt take ſo poor a payment for ſo precious a life as thou haſt given her, and loſt onely upon her account: Can all the prodigious effects of thy valour, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of ſhe was the onely aim and cauſe, all thoſe ſo tender, ſo excellent, and ſo admirable teſtimo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies of love; and in fine, that cruel death which thou haſt ſuffered before mine eyes in the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtroying waves for my intereſt alone, find nothing in the weak</hi> Eliſa <hi>but tears for reparation of them all? Ah mine eyes! you ſpend your ſtores in vain, and though you could make a Sea as vaſte as that wherein my dear</hi> Artaban <hi>is entombed, if you make it not of my blood, you will beſtow but little upon</hi> Artaban; <hi>all my ſighs, and ſobs, and complaints, makes no change in his condition, nor in mine; and 'tis</hi> Eliſa, <hi>certainly 'tis</hi> Eliſa <hi>which he re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quires amongſt the ſhades below, if he can require any thing. Ah!</hi> continued ſhe, with many ſighs, <hi>if it be onely</hi> Eliſa <hi>that thou requireſt, thou haſt reaſon to be ſatisfied in whatſoever place the deſtinies cauſe thy Ghoſt to wander,</hi> Eliſa <hi>bears thee company inſepa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rably, and if ſome weakneſs, or ſome remainders of an ill-grounded hope, have hindred her from making the laſt attempt upon her life to come, and bear thee company below, her ſpirit is not abſent from thee one moment, either out of any deſire of life, or expectation of comfort.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>From theſe ſad diſcourſes ſhe had with <hi>Artaban,</hi> wherein ſhe found more ſweetneſs than in all the other actions of her life, ſhe turned her complaints againſt her ill fortune, and all her moderation and piety towards the Gods, could not hinder her ſometimes from quarrel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling at the rigorous decrees of Heaven, for the cruel countenance and ſad ſucceſs of her mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes. In this ſorrowful employment, ſhe paſſed almoſt whole nights, and hardly at the break of day, did ſhe give any acceſs to ſleep, and that rather out of weakneſs, than any in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tervals of repoſe.</p>
               <p>One night, during which, ſhe had extraordinarily tormented her ſelf, having cloſed her eyes a little before the darkneſs began to quit the earth, at the time when dreams preſent themſelves to our imagination more clear and undiſturbed: After ſome viſions without order or coherence, which moſt commonly precede thoſe which ſeem moſt agreeable to the truth; whether it were upon effect of thoſe thoughts which had poſſeſſed her whilſt ſhe was awake, or upon ſome intelligence that Heaven was pleaſed to ſend her, it ſeemed to her that ſhe was again upon that unfaithful Element which ſhe perpetually accuſed of her loſſes, and where ſhe had ſeen all her joys and hopes intombed in the perſon of her <hi>Artaban.</hi> In this hateful place ſhe had a while diſcharged her reſentments againſt the cruel waters, by which ſhe had loſt all, when ſhe ſaw ariſe from beneath the waters, the God of the waters, in a Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riot drawn by <hi>Triton,</hi> with his <hi>Trident</hi> in his hand, and ſuch as he is repreſented by the <hi>Poets,</hi> who after he had heard her complaints, looking upon her with a diſcontented air: <hi>Forbear</hi> Eliſa, ſaid he, <hi>forbear to accuſe me of thy misfortunes; I detain nothing from thee, and I have rendred thee thy</hi> Artaban, <hi>whom thou ſhalt ſee again upon the Shore, at the Tomb of a faithful Lover.</hi> The God, as he ſpake theſe words, before he plunged him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf again beneath the wayes, ſhewed her with this hand the ſhore of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and it ſeemed to this ſleeping Princeſs, that turning her eyes at the ſame time towards the place which he pointed out to her, ſhe ſaw upon the Shore her dear <hi>Artaban</hi> ſtretching out his arms to her, and calling her to him with geſtures all compoſed of paſſion. This ſight having produced a violent effect upon <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s Spirit, ſhe would have cryed out with tranſport, and by the efforts ſhe uſed in that action, ſhe wakened her ſelf with a ſtart. When ſhe was awake, ſhe had her arms ſtretched out to the Image which was preſented to her eyes when they were ſhut, and not being able, by awakening preſently, to drive that dear <hi>Idea</hi> out of her imagination, ſhe felt about the bed, and ſought after that <hi>Artaban</hi> which had appeared before her, pronouncing his name two or three times. But when her ſleepineſs was perfectly over, and ſhe ſaw her ſelf abaſed by ſleep, her grief renewed with violence, and ſeeing that object that was ſo agreeable to her eyes, and dear to her memory, no longer appear, ſhe abandoned her ſelf to regret, and recalled her tears which had hardly ſtopped their courſe whileſt ſhe was aſleep: <q>Ah! <hi>Artaban, ſaid ſhe, melting into tears,</hi> thou deceiveſt me, and flyeſt from me, and thou doſt not preſent thy ſelf to me during theſe moments of ſleep which thou leaveſt me, but to render the loſs more preſent to me, and to renew my griefs; thou calleſt to me from the ſhore, or rather from the port whereunto thou art arrived by thy death, after thou hadſt been ſo long toſſed upon the tempeſtuous Sea of miſeries and croſſes, wherein thou leaveſt the deplorable <hi>Eliſa;</hi> thou calleſt me <hi>Artaban,</hi> and by thy action reproacheſt me from this weakneſs, which hath not permitted me to go and ſeek
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with thee that tranquility which thou enjoyeſt; but if thou beeſt not cruel, do not accuſe me for having abandoned thee out of any remainders of love of life; but believe that I am ſo little in love with it ſince <hi>I</hi> loſt thee, that <hi>I</hi> am ready to give willingly the remains of it to be reunited to thee.</q> Upon this thought divers Tragical reſolutions preſented themſelves to her, and paſſing from this remembrance to the former part of her dream, where the God of the Sea promiſed her that ſhe ſhould ſee her <hi>Artaban</hi> again at the Tomb of a Faithful Lover. <q>Yet, <hi>continued ſhe,</hi> 'tis no ſmall comfort to <hi>Eliſa,</hi> that ſhe may ſee again at the Tomb, him whom ſhe believed was buried in the intrals of the Fiſhes. <hi>I</hi> do not doubt but that my <hi>Artaban</hi> hath been faithful to his <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and ſince <hi>I</hi> have not been permitted to cloſe his eyes, and to receive his laſt breath, I could not, God of the Seas, receive from thee in reparation of the cruel outrage thou haſt done me, in bringing this loved body to the ſhore, and in giving me the means to encloſe my ſelf in the ſame Tomb with my faithful Lover; <hi>I</hi> wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lingly flie to the Tomb that is conſecrated for <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and as <hi>Artaban</hi> himſelf is the grave wherein my affections are buried, ſo <hi>I</hi> will not avoid the occaſion of encloſing my ſelf with him in the ſame Tomb upon the ſhore of <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>Whilſt <hi>Eliſa</hi> uttered theſe ſad words, in a condition which might move the moſt inſenſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble hearts to pity, the brightneſs of the approaching day began to ſpread it ſelf about her Chamber, and at the noiſe of ſome words which ſhe pronounced aloud, and ſome ſobs that accompanied them, a young Slave, whom with divers others, <hi>Cornelius</hi> had given to her to ſerve her (as he had given many likewiſe to the Queen of <hi>Ethiopia)</hi> drawing near her bed, asked her, with a great deal of care, if ſhe were not well, and if ſhe wanted any thing. <hi>Eliſa</hi> being quite buried in the ſad thoughts which poſſeſſed her, heard not the Slaves words, and inſtead of anſwering of her, reſuming her diſcourſe with many ſighs; <hi>Ah dear Image of that I love,</hi> continued ſhe, <hi>return again to me for a few moments, and ſince that, by the cruelty of my deſtiny, I am condemned never to ſee thee more but by illuſion, make theſe illuſions laſt as long as the deplorable life thou haſt left me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words pronounced with a tone of voice which might have made a paſſage into the moſt obdurate ſouls, pierced deep into the mind of the Slave who heard them, and ſhe poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly being not ignorant of the effects of that paſſion, which was the cauſe of <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s greateſt misfortunes, her compaſſion made her preſently intereſs her ſelf in the grief of a perſon, whom her admirable parts made her ſerve already with a great deal of inclination. <hi>Ah!</hi> ſaid ſhe, with a ſigh as profound as <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s could be, <hi>as far as I can judge, both Love and Fortune exerciſe their powers every where, and thoſe which till now complained of the Tyranny, may find companions throughout the whole World.</hi> She had poſſibly enlarged her ſelf in the meditation, if <hi>Eliſa,</hi> not being able to take repoſe in any poſture, had not turned her ſelf that way, and ſeeing her by her Bed-ſide, whereof the Curtain was a little drawn. The Princeſs was a little ſurprized to ſee her there ſo early, and having taken notice that it was neither <hi>Urinoe</hi> nor <hi>Cephiſa</hi> ſhe asked her with a great deal of ſweetneſs, what occaſion had brought her thither. <hi>'Tis my deſire to ſerve you Madam,</hi> anſwered the Slave, <hi>and I have heard ſome complaints from your mouth which made me fear that you were indiſpoſed. Alas!</hi> replyed the deſolate Princeſs, <hi>how can you apply any remedy to my indiſpoſition, and how unprofitably are your officious cares em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed in the comfort of ſo unfortunate a perſon? As for the diſeaſes of the mind,</hi> anſwered the Slave, <hi>reaſon, time, and the aſſiſtance of Heaven may remedy them, and there are poſſibly, Madam, ſome as unfortunate as your ſelf, who make their reaſon act for their conſolation, and expect from Time and Heaven the ſweetning of their Miſeries.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Since the time that <hi>Cornelius</hi> had beſtowed this Slave upon the Princeſs, ſhe had taken no notice of her; but hearing her ſpeak in this manner, with an accent which reliſhed ſomething of a more than vulgar ſweetneſs, ſhe caſt her eyes upon her face, and viewed her with ſome attention. <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s eyes were troubled with the tears which ſhe had ſhed, and there was not yet light enough in that part of the Chamber, that ſhe might diſcern particular objects; but if <hi>Eliſa</hi> could not particularly obſerve the features of the Slaves countenance, ſhe ſaw that ſhe was of a very handſome proportion, and that in her eyes, as dull and languiſhing as they were, there ſparkled ſomething very lively and very bright; ſhe was moved with ſome greater conſideration for her, than people ordinarily have for Slaves, and anſwering her diſcourſe with more attention than could probably be expected from the exceſs of her grief. <hi>They which can make uſe of their reaſon in calamities of the ſame nature with mine,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>have left it a command over their ſpirit which ſuch diſaſters as mine are wont to deſtroy, and I doubt very much that reaſon hath not ſtrength enough to take away all ſenſibility in misfortunes, wherein all hope of remedies, either from the aſſiſtance of men, or the ſuccour of Heaven, is quite extinguiſhed. It would be too much to require at Reaſon's hand,</hi> replyed the Slave, <hi>to expect from that, that it ſhould render us inſenſible of thoſe misfortunes wherein all hope hath quite deſerted us; but after we have yielded to that reſentment, part of that which humane infirmity cannot deny it,</hi>
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                  <hi>we ſhall find without doubt, in the aſſiſtance of reaſon, part of what we have loſt, together with our hopes; and ſince it pleaſer you, Madam, out of an exceſs to goodneſs, to permit a poor Slave to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter into diſcourſe with you, I will take liberty to tell you, that in the greateſt calamities we part<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly find ſome remedy and conſolation in our ſelves, and that we help to exaſperate or ſweeten them by the conſtancy wherewith we ſupport them, and certainly Vertue would ſignifie little in us if we did not make uſe of it in afflictions, and as it ſerves in proſperity, to make us re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive good ſucceſs without pride and inſolence, ſo likewiſe in adverſity, it ought to make us ſupport diſgraces, without diminution of courage. Whether we have drawn theſe miſeries upon us by our faults, or whether they fall upon us by our own faults, or whether they fall upon us from Heaven, which for reaſons hidden from our weak underſtanding, is pleaſed to try, or exerciſe us; In either caſe we can onely have recourſe to patience, in relation to the calamities which we deſerve, or to reſignation, in reſpect of thoſe which fall upon us, according to the will of our Superiours, againſt whom we are not permitted ſo much as to murmur.</hi> Upon theſe words which the Slave pronounced with an admirable grace, the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians</hi> looking upon her with much greater attention than before, in the beginning of their diſcourſe: <hi>Ah Madam!</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>by whom have you been ſo well inſtructed? If you practiſe theſe Maxims, of which you diſcourſe, ſo handſomely in the condition you are in, there are but few, not onely amongſt free perſons, but thoſe of the higheſt dignity, whom you do not exceed in the excellency of your underſtanding. Often<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times,</hi> replyed the Slave, <hi>Vertue is better known than practiſed, but if my inclinations have carried me that way, I had as much occaſion to exerciſe it, as any other Maid poſſibly in the World, and it is onely, Madam, upon the account of the long acquaintance I have had with misfortunes, that I have ventured to ſay ſomething to you upon a ſubject wherein experience hath made me too knowing. Ah my Girl!</hi> replyed Eliſa, <hi>is it poſſible that you have taſted of them too, and that pitileſs Fortune hath ſpared you no more than others? Alas!</hi> anſwered the afflicted Slave, <hi>ſhe hath ſpared me but too much, in leaving me my life after ſhe had rendred it more hard and more inſupportable a thouſand times than all the moſt cruel deaths ſhe could make me ſuffer, and there remained onely that end to conclude all the cruel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties to which ſhe hath expoſed the moſt unfortunate life that ever was: you may ſee one mark of it in the condition wherein you find me, ſince I can aſſure you that I was not born a Slave, and I will add to what you know already, that poſſibly ſervitude is the leaſt of my miſeries.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Slave had ſpoken more to this purpoſe, and the Princeſs who hearkned to her with thoughts far from indifferency, and out of her natural goodneſs, began to intereſs her ſelf in thoſe miſeries whereof ſhe made mention, would have expoſed her without a doubt to a further diſcovery, if <hi>Urania</hi> and her Daughter being got up, after they knew that <hi>Eliſa</hi> was awake, had not come near to her Bed ſide. The Slave retired at their approach, and the Princeſs, who in another condition, would not have let her been quite without ſatisfying the curioſity ſhe had begun to raiſe in her, as ſhe was at preſent, was contented to deſer the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mainder of their diſcourſe till another time.</p>
               <p>A little after the Queen <hi>Candace</hi> being but half ready came into the Chamber, and ſitting down upon the Princeſſes Bed-ſide, ſhe informed her ſelf of the condition of her health, and her laſt nights repoſe, as ſhe had been accuſtomed to do. <hi>Eliſa</hi> continued a while without returning her any anſwer, preſſing her between her arms with a charming tenderneſs, and when ſhe began to ſpeak, <hi>Ah Madam!</hi> ſaid ſhe ſighing, <hi>how cruel hath my awakening been to me this morning, in depriving me of a dear ſight which ſleep hath preſented to me? I ſaw my un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate</hi> Artaban <hi>ſtretching out his arms to me, and inviting me to him into places whither my weakneſs hindred me from following him. He appeared to my eyes being cloſed, ſuch as he had formerly appeared to my heart; he had the ſame port, the ſame actions, and the ſame features in his face, and that unſeaſonable awakening binders me from hearing the tone of the ſame voice, which formerly made me ſuch real proteſtations of an inviolable fide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After theſe words, ſhe related to her, with a very paſſionate action, all the particulars of her dream: The Queen hearkned to them with the intereſt ſhe took in the affairs of that fair Princeſs, and did all ſhe could poſſibly to find ſomething in it that might ſerve for her com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort, ſhe apparently met with it in the former part of the dream, and being unwilling to loſe this occaſion of re-compoſing a little the Spirit of this afflicted Princeſs; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> the Gods without doubt contribute to confirm you in the hopes I give you of your <hi>Artaban</hi>'s ſafety, and he that governs that unfaithful Element, wherein you believe you loſt him, takes care to juſtifie himſelf againſt the complaints you make of him; he tells you himſelf that he hath not detained that which you demand of him, but hath rendred it to you upon the ſhore, where you ſhall be permitted to ſee him again, Yes, <hi>interrupted Eliſa,</hi>
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he tells me he hath reſtored it to me, but doth not tell me in what condition, and conſidering the ſmall diſtance between the place where the unfortunate <hi>Artaban</hi> threw himſelf into the waves, and the ſhore, I do not doubt but that the waves, as they ſay 'tis ordinary, may have carried his body to the Shore; <hi>Neptune</hi> may have reſtored it, but he hath not reſtored it alive, as he received it, and if it had been ſo, he would not have forgot to give me that com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort, ſince he had begun to take care of it. Neither in dreams, <hi>replyed Candace,</hi> nor in their Oracles themſelves are the Gods accuſtomed to explain themſelves more clearly to us, and in all thoſe which antiquity hath obſerved, you ſhall find none, wherein part of the truth was not concealed, until the manifeſtation of it by the event. But, <hi>anſwered Eliſa,</hi> the God ſuffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciently declares himſelf in that he tells me, that I ſhall ſee <hi>Artaban</hi> again at the Tomb of a faithful Lover, and if he promiſed me that <hi>I</hi> ſhould ſee him again any where elſe but at a Tomb, I might conceive ſome glimpſe of hope for his life, but 'tis only at a Tomb that we muſt be re-united, and in that reſpect, the words of the God do make them ſo intelligible, that it would be but folly in me to expect any comfort from them.</q> 
                  <hi>Candace</hi> was almoſt of <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s opinion, and found a great deal of probability in what ſhe ſaid, but ſhe diſguiſed her thoughts a little to appeaſe her grief, and ſeeking upon that deſign for ſome explication of her dream, contrary to her own judgment: <q>If it were only, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to acquaint you with <hi>Artabans</hi> death, the Gods would not have taken the care to give you a belief, which is but too much eſtabliſhed already in your ſpirit, and there is leſs probability that they meant to abuſe you, in giving you falſe hopes by ambiguous words. As for the word Tomb, which terrifies you, you cannot, as I conceive, find any juſt matter of fear in it, and as you never doubted but that you were mortal, you ought not to be aſtoniſhed, if Heaven promi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes you that you ſhall lie in the ſame Tomb with <hi>Artaban,</hi> in this promiſe there is ſomething more advantagious than in the reſt of the dream; and Heaven without doubt acquaints you, that after you have paſſed a great many years together, you ſhall be buried in the ſame Tomb. However it be, my dear Princeſs, we muſt alwayes judge well of a thing when the appearances are more favourable than contrary to us, and as the Gods have more incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation to acquaint us with good than evil, we ſhould offend them without doubt, if we ſhould not rather expect good than evil, upon an occaſion when they leave us more room for hope than fear.</q> 
                  <hi>Candace</hi> ſpake in this manner, partly againſt her own thoughts, and <hi>Eliſa,</hi> out of the belief ſhe had in that fair Queen, did what poſſibly ſhe could to receive part of the conſolation which ſhe deſired to adminiſter to her.</p>
               <p>From this diſcourſe, which was of ſome longer continuance between them, <hi>Eliſa</hi> paſſed to that which ſhe had had with the Slave, of whom ſhe made ſuch a mention to the Queen, that ſhe made her deſire to ſee her preſently. She commanded her to be called, and a little after ſhe came into the Chamber, and preſented her ſelf before the two Princeſſes. They beheld her then in a perfect light, and with more care than they had had for her before, and they found in her perſon where withall to entertain their eyes and their attention. In the condition whereunto the miſeries of her life had reduced her, the beauty which ſhe might have received from Heaven could not appear in its ordinary luſtre; ſhe had almoſt loſt all her fleſh, and the vivacity of her complexion was almoſt ſpoyled by the length of the grief and troubles wherewith her mind and body hath been perplexed; her lips did not bluſh with that pure Carnation which formerly had covered them, and her leanneſs had lengthened her viſage, and changed the features of it, ſo that upon a ſleight view, nothing could be ſeen in her face which might give any ready knowledge of the beauties which ſhe had once been Miſtreſs of. But after that the Princeſſes had more nearly and more carefully obſerved her, they took no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tice of ſomething in that almoſt decayed complexion that was wonderfully delicate; in the form of her mouth, and the compoſition of the features of her face, though they were al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered by the loſs of her fleſh, they remarked an admirable regularity, and when ſhe lifted up her eyes to anſwer the demands they made her, they ſaw luſtres or rather lightnings proceed from thence, which dazled their ſight: As languiſhing and caſt down as they were, yet they were full of that potent fire, againſt which Souls have little power of reſiſtance, and if their languiſhing had taken ſome what from the force of their regards, it had made them loſe no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing of their ſweetneſs, but ſeemed to have added ſomething more tender and moving to them, they were of a bright gray as <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s were, and her hair very near the Princeſſes, her proportion was ſtall and ſtreight; and finally, by the ruines of this beauty one might judge, conſidering it attentively, that it had been one of the moſt excellent in the World, and ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the youthfulneſs of the Slave (who ſeemed not to be above twenty years of age) might return to its former condition, if the cauſe of thoſe ſorrows which had thus defaced it, were removed.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> looked upon her with a particular curioſity, and when ſhe had obſerved in her countenance ſome things which moved her to a different conſideration from that which we
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have for perſons of that condition: <hi>Fair Maid,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>I have underſtood ſome things con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerning you from the mouth of this Princeſs, that have created a great deſire in me to ſee you, and the report ſhe hath made me of your perſon, and the vertue which appears in your diſcourſe hath wrought an intereſt in me for you, that will make me willingly ſeek out the means of adminiſtring com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort to you in your preſent condition. Madam,</hi> anſwered the Slave, <hi>this effect of your goodneſs is very conformable to the grandeur and nobleneſs that appears in your perſon, and as I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve that it is very difficult to find any in the World equal to your ſelf and the Princeſs, who hath made you this advantagious relation of me, ſo I do not doubt but that in the honour of ſerving you both, I may find all the eaſe of my miſeries that I can hope for in the condition I now am. But O Gods!</hi> continued ſhe, with ſome tears that fell from her fair eyes, <hi>how hard is it to apply any remedy to my diſpleaſures, and how much are my griefs above ordinary conſolation? You are not,</hi> replyed Candace, <hi>the onely Maid that fortune hath ill uſed, and poſſibly you ſee an example in us of the the greateſt rigors that ever ſhe exer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciſed againſt perſons of our Sex and Birth. If the cauſe of your grief proceeds from your ſervitude, we will employ our credit to make you change your condition, and poſſibly we ſhall have power enough with the</hi> Pretor, continued ſhe ſmiling upon <hi>Eliſa, to obtain your liberty of him.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>They would have ſpoken more, and <hi>Candace</hi> being moved with tenderneſs to the Slave, and leſs oppreſſed with grief than the <hi>Parthian</hi> Princeſs, would have preſſed this Maid to a more ample declaration of her ſelf, if <hi>Cornelius</hi> after he underſtood that they were in a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition fit to be ſeen, had not entred into the Chamber. The Princeſſes received him with ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vility, and though the knowledge of his love began to work ſome repugnance in <hi>Candace,</hi> ſhe thought her ſelf obliged by the neceſſity of her preſent condition to lay ſome conſtraint upon her ſelf. After the firſt complements of ſalutation and reception <hi>Cornelius</hi> told the Princeſſes, that he came to impart to them the news that he had received from <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> he informed them that <hi>Caeſar</hi> departed from <hi>Cyprus</hi> to come to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where he had been long ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected, had been aſſailed by a furious tempeſt, probably the ſame that brought the Princeſſes upon that ſhore; that great part of his Veſſels were either caſt away, or ſcattered, and that he being by a ſingular favour of Heaven preſerv'd with a few others, was landed at laſt at <hi>Peluſium,</hi> where he ſtaid a few dayes to refreſh himſelf before he came to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and thence had ſent him command to ſtay for his coming thither, and not to meet him as he was reſolved to have done. He told them likewiſe, that it was believed that by that ſhipwrack divers im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portant perſons were loſt, and amongſt the reſt the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> of whom they could hear no news, and for whom the greateſt part of the Emperor's Court was in great ſadneſs.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> was mightily moved at this news, out of the intereſt ſhe took in all the Kindred of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and having asked <hi>Cornelius</hi> how <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had been enveloped in that Shipwrack, ſeeing the principal perſons had eſcaped it: She was, replyed <hi>Cornelius,</hi> in <hi>Octavia</hi>'s Veſſel, whom ſhe accompanied in that Voyage, and ſome hours before the tempeſt, that Princeſs with all her attendants having paſſed into <hi>Caeſars</hi> Veſſel, <hi>Cleopatra</hi> who that day found her ſelf indiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed, or melancholy and unfit for greater company, ſtayed in <hi>Octavia</hi>'s Ship with ſome Maids that ſerved her, and the Seamen. A little after the Tempeſt ſurprized them with ſo much ſuddenneſs and violence, that the Veſſels could never joyn again, and ſince that time the Ship wherein <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was, was never ſeen, nor divers others, by whoſe loſs the Fleet hath been diminiſhed. <hi>Candace</hi> was very much afflicted at this relation, and having continued ſome moments without ſpeaking, and yet not being able to diſſemble the ſadneſs ſhe reſented for the loſs of her dear <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s Siſter; <q>I have heard ſo much ſpoken, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> of the beauty and vertue of that Princeſs, that <hi>I</hi> cannot receive the relation of her loſs without grief, and <hi>I</hi> deſire with all my heart, that by ſome aſſiſtance of Heaven ſhe may have eſcaped that dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger. They who have ſpoken to you concerning that Princeſs, <hi>anſwered Cornelius,</hi> were not skilful enough to depaint unto you either her divine beauty or admirable qualities in that perfection wherein ſhe poſſeſſes them, and though ſome years are paſt ſince <hi>I</hi> ſaw her, which without doubt have made a grand addition to thoſe prodigious beginnings, the reputation of them hath ſpread ſo far ſince, that 'tis almoſt impoſſible that any one ſhould be ignorant of them in places more remote than <hi>Alexandria.</hi> O Gods! <hi>ſaid the fair</hi> Eliſa, <hi>lift<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing up her eyes to Heaven with a ſigh,</hi> O Sea, O Fortune, how cruelly do ye ſport your ſelves with our deſtines! and how doth that unfaithful Element carry away the moſt precious ſpoils, whilſt it leaves the miſerable remainders amongſt men.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words pronounced in a very pitiful manner, and with an action which proceeding from ſuch a beauty as <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s was, produced miraculous effects, awakened the curioſity which <hi>Cornelius</hi> had alwayes had to know this Princeſs, and having ſignified as much to her, with the greateſt diſcretion he poſſibly could; <hi>Eliſa</hi> who had reſolved before that <hi>Candace</hi>
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to conceal her ſelf no longer from him, taking up the diſcourſe with an attractive grace: <hi>You ſee</hi> Cornelius, ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>you ſee the Daughter of the</hi> Romans <hi>greateſt Enemy, whom deſign and fortune equally conduct into your hands to recieve from</hi> Caeſar <hi>the protection which he hath already granted to my Uncle</hi> Tyridates. Phraates <hi>Brother to that Prince, and Father to the Princeſs who ſpeaks to you, is our common perſecutor, and I hope that</hi> Auguſtus <hi>will not refuſe me the refuge which I would deſire of him againſt the cruelty of a man who ſheds the blood of his neareſt relations, no otherwiſe than if they were his moſt cruel enemies. Eliſa</hi> had hardly any need of this diſcourſe to perſwade <hi>Cornelius</hi> that ſhe was born in a very high condition, and ſhe carried ſo many marks of it in her countenance, that it was not eaſie to take her for an ordinary per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon: But ſhe had no ſooner acquainted the <hi>Pretor</hi> with this truth but ſtepping a little back with ſigns of aſtoniſhment, and looking her with the reſpect due to the only Daughter of the greateſt of all Kings, and of that King who only in the World oppoſed the greatneſs of the <hi>Roman</hi> Empire, <hi>I beg your pardon Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>with an action full of ſubmiſſion, for the faults which my ignorance hath made me commit. I judged before by all manner of tokens that your birth was not mean, but I ſhould never have believed that fortune hath brought upon our coaſts the Daughter of the great King of the</hi> Parthians <hi>in the equipage wherein we ſee you, and in the condition wherein we lighted on you: you need not doubt but that you may find under</hi> Caeſar's <hi>protection all manner of refuge againſt the perſecution of</hi> Phraates, <hi>and whilſt you expect his own promiſe which he will make you within theſe few dayes, you ſhall receive from his Lieutenant all the reſpect and ſervices that are due to an admirable perſon, and of ſuch a birth as yours. Eliſa</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turned <hi>Coriolanus</hi> thanks with a great deal of ſweetneſs, and after that he had reiterated his offers, and began to behave himſelf towards her, as towards a Princeſs who might diſpute priority with <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Daughter, they paſſed the reſt of the morning in diſcourſe till dinner<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>time, and <hi>Eliſa</hi> made a brief relation to <hi>Cornelius</hi> of the accidents of her life, which could not be concealed from the publick, and the laſt diſaſters which caſt her upon the ſhore of <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>From this time forward he began to cauſe her to be ſerved according to her dignity, he ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pointed her a number of Officers and Slaves to attend her; and though he believed <hi>Candace</hi>'s quality to be inferior to <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s, the love he had for her making him to ſupply that defect, made him to treat them both, as to appearance, with little difference.</p>
               <p>The Princeſſes lived in this manner at <hi>Alexandria</hi> ſome days, during which the <hi>Pretor</hi> loſt no occaſion to teſtifie his love to <hi>Candace</hi> both by his actions and diſcourſe. The Queen re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived the teſtimonies of his paſſion with a great deal of diſpleaſure, and if ſhe had been ruled by her reſentments, ſhe had rejected them with all the ſigns of ſharpneſs and diſdain; but by experience, which in ſo youthful an age the croſſes of her life had taught her, ſhe had learned, that it is a grand piece of prudence to diſſemble when one is not able to reſiſt, and calling to mind the hazards ſhe had run by the violence of thoſe perſons to whom her bad fortune had ſubmitted her, ſhe deſired to keep a lover, whoſe power was abſolute, within the limits of that reſpect that he had begun to ſhew her, by a treatment of him, which, though it was ſevere, and not very capable of giving him farther hopes, yet ſavoured nothing of rudeneſs or incivility. <hi>Cornelius</hi> uſed divers inventions to divert her, and the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa</hi> too, from whom ſhe was inſeparable, and beſides the recreations he endeavoured to give them in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> he led them oftentimes to walk without the City, and invited them a hunting, to which he had a great deal of inclination. The two Princeſſes received his cares diverſly, <hi>Eliſa,</hi> as a perſon, in whom all deſires, and all hopes were extinguiſhed, and <hi>Candace,</hi> as a perſon, in whom hope was not defunct, but her mind was prepoſſed with ſuch great cares, that ſhe had but little attention left for all the divertiſements that <hi>Cornelius</hi> could give her. She contrived it ſo handſomly that by <hi>Clitie</hi>'s means ſhe might enquire news of <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> or <hi>Eteocles,</hi> and <hi>Eliſa</hi> had cauſed the ſhore to be often ſearched to find the body of her dear <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban,</hi> according as the Gods had promiſed her, and according to the probability there was that it was caſt upon the ſhore; but hitherto both their pains had been in vain, and they both expected, though in a different manner, the eaſe of their miſeries, in which they found no ſuch ſweet conſolations as thoſe which they mutually gave each other by the charms of their good company.</p>
               <p>They walked one morning in the Gardens of the Palace, conformable in their beauty to the magnificence of <hi>Cleopatra, Anthony,</hi> and ſo many mighty Kings who had beſtowed both coſt and care in the embelliſhing of them, and they had already meaſured part of the fair and ſpa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious walks, when paſſing by a high hedge, they heard through the branches which compo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed it, the voice of a Perſon that ſung upon the other ſide, it was melodious enough to cauſe ſome attention in the hearers; and <hi>Candace,</hi> in whom all curioſity was not extinct, becauſe her hopes were ſtill alive, ſtaying <hi>Eliſa</hi> by the arm, prayed her to hearken a few moments to that agreeable found, which had ſo ſweetly ſaluted her ear; <hi>Eliſa</hi> who was of a complying
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humour, ſtayed at <hi>Candace</hi>'s requeſt, though her grief left her but little inclination to thoſe things wherein other Perſons might find divertiſement, and the two Princeſſes hearkned a while with pleaſure to a very delicate voice, which with a ſorrowful tone breathed out amorous reſentments. It was a Woman that ſung, but her ſong was interrupted by ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther that was near her, juſt when the Princeſſes began to be moved at it, but they were the better pleaſed, becauſe they could hear the diſcourſe of thoſe two perſons, who believing that they were not over-heard, did freely declare their moſt private thoughts. <q>Leave this ſinging, <hi>ERicia, ſaid ſhe who interrupted her,</hi> leave this ſinging, which is no fit companion for my ſadneſs, wherein I cannot, as I have done formerly, find either eaſe or comfort, let us ſeek elſewhere the ſweetning of my grief, or rather let us ſeek for Sanctuary in death againſt the perſecutions of my pitileſs fortune. Let me die, let me die <hi>Ericia,</hi> and do not oppoſe thy ſelf any longer to the laſt remedy that the Gods leave me, ſeeing by that only I can put an end to thoſe cruel ſorrows which my deſtiny hath preſcribed me. <hi>This Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man had hardly done ſpeaking, but</hi> Cephiſa <hi>coming near to</hi> Eliſa, Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> I know not whether you have taken notice of this voice, but I can aſſure you that it is the Slave's air whom you have ſometimes honoured with your diſcourſe, who comforted you ſo hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſomely the other day, and whom Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe, pointing to Candace,</hi> you deſired to ſee and diſcourſe with. <hi>'Tis the very ſame, ſaid the Princeſs, who eaſily diſcerned her voice:</hi> And that, <hi>added Candace,</hi> creates the greater curioſity in me, and will make me hearken with the more attention out of the deſire that <hi>I</hi> have had a long time to be acquainted with her.</q> Theſe words were ſpoken ſo low that they could not be heard on the other ſide of the hedge, and <hi>Candace</hi> having laid her finger upon her mouth to enjoyn them to ſilence, ſhe laid her ear nearer to the Hedge, to hearken to the converſation of the two Slaves. She whoſe ſong was interrupted, began to reſume the diſcourſe, and diſcovering by a ſigh what ſhare ſhe had in thoſe misfortunes which ſhe lamented in her Song, <q>Alas! <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> will our miſeries never have an end, and will Heaven never ceaſe from tormenting perſons who have not merited by any crime the evils whereunto they ſee themſelves ſo long expoſed? Never poſſibly was a life ſo innocent ſubjected to ſo many diſaſters, and you have reaſon to believe, that nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther by my mournful ſong, nor by all the tears my eyes can ſhed, I am able to accommodate my ſelf to the greatneſs of our miſ-haps. I am too blame, <hi>replyed the fair Slave,</hi> for let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting one word ſlip in my grief, whereby I have poſſibly failed of that reſignation which I would alwayes have to the will of the Gods, and it proceeds from an effect of our weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs rather than a deliberate murmur, that I have made any accuſation againſt Heaven for the cruel continuance of my misfortunes; But 'tis certain, <hi>Ericia,</hi> that <hi>I</hi> have need of a perfect conſtancy to ſupport the burthen of my afflictions without ſinking under them, and that ſo weak a ſpirit as mine might poſſibly be excuſed ſometimes when it tranſgreſſes the ſtrict rules of moderation: O Gods! <hi>continued ſhe, lifting up her hands and eyes to Heaven,</hi> Gods whom <hi>I</hi> have invoked without murmur in my hardeſt afflictions, behold I abſolutely ſubmit to your will, and if that which I have hitherto ſuffered, be not capable to appeaſe your wrath, and repair the crimes of my relations, or mine own faults, throw down upon this unfortunate Creature more cruel evils than yet ſhe hath been ſenſible of, and only give her conſtancy enough to ſuffer them without offending you; there are few diſpleaſures to which this ſpirit hath not been ſubject, few toils to which this body hath not been expoſed, and few dangers into which my honour and my life have not been thrown; and yet, Great Gods, I will endure all with patience, and will not make the ſmalleſt complaint againſt your Divine Ordinances, if you render me that which <hi>I</hi> loſt, and if you reſtore me that which is abſolutely loſt as it can be for me, keeps me in grief, in miſery and ſlavery.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This fair afflicted perſon, without doubt, had ſpoken more, if the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa,</hi> in whom the meeting with ſorrowful perſons like her ſelf wrought a puiſſant effect, feeling her grief revived by the ſlaves diſcourſe, had not broken ſilence with an exclamation loud enough to be heard at a farther diſtance than that which ſeparated them. <hi>O Heaven,</hi> cryed ſhe, <hi>O pitileſs fortune, 'tis not upon us alone that you let fall the effects of your choler!</hi> Theſe words were underſtood by the fair Slave, and by her who was known as well as ſhe by <hi>Clity</hi> and <hi>Cephiſe,</hi> to be a companion of her ſervitude. At the firſt they were troubled when they perceived their diſcourſe was over-heard, and they continued a good while without ſpeaking or ſtirring from the place where they ſate, in ſearch of ſome means to repair the fault which they ſuppoſed they had committed; but they were much more amazed, when the fair Queen of <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> who had hearkned to their diſcourſe with much more attention than the Princeſs of the <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thians,</hi> having found a paſſage through the hedge a few ſpaces off, paſſed to that ſide where they were, and ſhewed her ſelf to them, and preſently after came <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and their women that attended them. After their coming, the Slave roſe haſtily from the place where ſhe ſate, and caſting down her eyes at the arrival of <hi>Candace,</hi> ſhe let them underſtand that it was not
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without confuſion, that ſhe ſaw her ſelf ſurprized in a diſcourſe which perhaps might have made too large a diſcovery.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> deſired to recompence her preſently, and looking upon her with an eye full of ſweetneſs, <hi>Fair Maid,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>be not grieved that we have heard ſome words from your mouth, contrary to your intention, they have onely made us know that you are in the rank of unfortunate Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, and the conformity you have with us, renders you yet more dear to thoſe perſons who bad a very high eſteem before of your perſon as well for that Beauty which your ſorrows have not been able to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal from our knowledge, though they have a little altered it, as for thoſe marks of vertue, courage and diſcretion, that we have obſerved in you; 'tis a good while ſince that theſe good parts of yours have wrought in the Princeſs whom you ſerve, and my ſelf a great deſire of knowing you more particularly than we do yet, and to eaſe you of thoſe miſeries whereof you complain, by all the power that our own have left us, in a place where we are ſtrangers, and ſeek for refuge.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>During the diſcourſe of the fair Queen, the Slave recovered from her aſtoniſhment, and looking in her face, with eyes full of the moſt lively and ſparkling ſweetneſs, eyes that as heavy and as languiſhing as they were, could dart out a thouſand moſt violent flames, ſhe appeared to the two Princeſſes in ſuch a condition as made them look upon her with more conſideration than before. The open light of the Garden diſcovered more Beauties to them than they could ſo well obſerve in places more obſcure, and they judged with a little confuſion, that this Beauty in its natural luſtre, had not poſſibly been much inferior to their own.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> would have gone on to diſcover her thoughts, when the Slave having fully recom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed her ſelf, and arming her ſelf with an abſolute confidence before ſuch Perſons as gave her ſo many teſtimonies of their affection: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe to her,</hi> I ſhould not be diſpleaſed at all to have been ſurpriſed in a converſation, the particularities whereof may poſſibly have diſcovered ſomething of my life, if the Princeſs whom I ſerve, and your ſelf may find any ſatisfaction in it, or any consolation to your diſpleaſures; and the knowledge I have now of your goodneſs hath made me ſo little ſuſpect you, that though this accident had not en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaged me, I ſhould not have refuſed to diſcover my ſelf to you, when you ſhould have ſig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nified your deſires to me. <hi>I</hi> owe this difference (and I will ſpeak of you with more juſtice than you have ſpoken of this unfortunate perſon) to the admirable Beauty of two ſuch un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>common perſons, to ſo many rare qualities of the mind that accompany the miracles of their bodies, to the goodneſs of thoſe offers full of compaſſion and generoſity, which you have made me, and (as much as to all theſe conſiderations) to the conformity that happens out between miſerable and afflicted perſons. You may diſlike this liberty of ſpeech in a ſimple Slave, but poſſibly you will partly pardon me, when <hi>I</hi> ſhall have rendred to your commands the obedience that you deſire of me. Dear Maid, <hi>ſaid Eliſa,</hi> I have found ſo much conſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation in your diſcourſe, that I cannot diſapprove of it, and you expreſs your ſelf with ſo much prudence and diſcretion, that one cannot hearken to you without eſteeming and loving you: this effect of merit gives me conſiderations for you, which ſervitude cannot take from you, and though you are a Slave rather by means of your Fortune than by your Birth, yet you have created ſuch a curioſity in me of knowing you, as, in the deplorable condition wherein I am at preſent, I had not poſſibly been capable of in relation to any other thing. I ſhall ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfie your deſires when you pleaſe, <hi>replyed the Slave,</hi> and I ſhall make no difficulty to do it before theſe perſons that are with you <hi>(purſued ſhe, pointing to</hi> Urinoe, Cephiſa, <hi>and</hi> Clitye, <hi>who without any other company followed their Miſteſs)</hi> upon the confidence that I have that their diſcretion is conformable to the perſons whom they ſerve: I will acquaint you with ſuch things as you will judge to be of ſo much importance as not to be communicated but to a few Perſons, and you will perceive, by the confidence I have in you, that inclination rather than ſervitude engages me to obey you; but leſt the diſcourſe I have to make you ſhould be over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>heard, as that was which I had with this Maid, if you pleaſe, we will change our place, and <hi>I</hi> deſire you to take the pains to walk to that Arbor which you ſee at the corner of the hedge, where with leſs fear <hi>I</hi> ſhall render you an exact account of that which you deſire of me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The two Princeſſes having afreſh admired the Grace ſhe had in expreſſing her ſelf, did what ſhe deſired, and preſently after went to the Arbor which ſhe ſhewed them, where they could not be ſurpriſed by any perſon. The two Princeſſes ſate down upon the Green banks, and their Maids being ſeated at their feet, <hi>Eliſa</hi> made a ſign to the Slave to ſit down by <hi>Cephiſa;</hi> but ſhe did not obey that deſign, and ſtanding up as if ſhe ſeemed not to have obſerved it, and beginning the diſcourſe with an aſſurance, and a geſture that ſignified nothing of a Slave: <hi>Before I take the place which you appoint me,</hi> ſaid ſhe to Eliſa, <hi>I muſt inform you who I am, that you may judge whether I be worthy of the grace you do to a Slave, and poſſibly you will partly pardon the liberty I have taken with you, when you ſhall know that I am a Kings Daughter as well as you, and that the Slave whom Fortune bath put into your ſervice, is deſcended as your are, from a</hi>
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                  <hi>long ſucceſſion of Monarchs, who have all worn, and do yet wear to this day, a Crown upon their head.</hi>
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               <p>Theſe words pronounced with an admirable grace, ſurpriſed the two Princeſſes in ſuch a manner, that at firſt they could not expreſs their aſtoniſhment, but only by their ſilence, and their looks which ſurveyed the Princely Slave anew from head to foot: But a little after, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covering themſelves out of the confuſion which this adventure cauſed in them, they roſe up both together, and coming nearer to her with an action full of civility and deference, <q>What, Madam, <hi>cryed they out both at once,</hi> Are you a Kings Daughter? I am, <hi>replyed the Princeſs,</hi> and in the preſent condition of my affairs I ſhould have reaſon enough to conceal it, rather than publiſh it, if I had not received a command to do it from two Perſons whom I will obey being a Princeſs, as <hi>I</hi> ought to obey them being a Slave.</q> 
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> the more con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>founded of the two, as remembring that ſhe had received ſervices from that Princeſs, that are not uſually received but from perſons of the meaneſt birth, ſpake firſt, and expreſſing her ſhame by a bluſh that mounted into her cheeks; <q>Ah Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> in what manner ſhall <hi>I</hi> repair the faults I have committed againſt a Princeſs of an equal Birth to mine? I have no regret, <hi>replyed the Princely Slave,</hi> for the ſervices I have rendred you, and <hi>I</hi> will willingly continue, out of my inclination, that which I have begun, in reſpect to my fortune, which hath made me fall into ſervitude: <hi>I</hi> have received from you but too many marks of goodneſs for a Slave, and in the condition wherein I have appeared to your eyes, <hi>I</hi> could not have hoped from you the graces you have done me. Ah Madam, <hi>anſwered Eliſa,</hi> I am not excu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſable, or at leaſt I muſt make my grief my Apology, which deprives me of all manner of knowledge, and hath hindred me from obſerving in your countenance the marks of Gran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deur, which diſcover your Birth. If I have not taken notice of the abſolute truth, <hi>added Candace,</hi> I have at leaſt conjectured a part of it, and if I have not taken this Princeſs for what ſhe is, yet 'tis very certain that ſince the firſt converſation we had together, I have judged her Birth to be very diſproportionable to her preſent Fortune.</q>
               </p>
               <p>After theſe words <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Eliſa</hi> embracing the Princely Slave, who making no diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culty after the diſcovery ſhe had made, to receive their careſſes with more equality than ſhe had done a few moments before, ſtretched out her arms too, and received their embraces with tears of tenderneſs, which trickled down the eyes of the three Princeſſes, out of the conſideration which they made at the ſame time upon that Fortune, which treated three per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of ſo high a dignity with an equal rigour, and brought into the ſame place from divers parts of the Earth, three Kings Daughters in an Eſtate ſo different from their condition. <hi>O humane grandeurs and felicities,</hi> cryed Candace, <hi>how are they abuſed that lay any foundation upon your ſtability, and how much inconſtancy and weakneſs have ye to blot out all the charms that blinded ſpirits find in you!</hi> After theſe words, and ſome others, which they added upon this Subject, they deſired the Princely Slave to ſit between them, and relate the Story of her life, the knowledge of her condition having much augmented their curioſity: She made ſome difficulty to take that place in the habit ſhe then wore, for fear ſhe might be ſurpriſed in a place which would have made her diſcover a truth which ſhe deſired to conceal: But the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes would not permit her to ſit elſewhere, and to remedy the fear ſhe had of being ſurpriſed, they made one of their Maids ſtay at the entrance of the Arbor, to give them notice when ſhe ſaw any one approach.</p>
               <p>The Princeſſes being thus placed, the Slave was intreated again by the two others with all manner of civilities and careſſes to diſcover them the events of her life, wherein they already took a great deal of intereſt, and ſhe being willing to give them that ſatisfaction without be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing any further preſſed to it, after ſhe had meditated a few moments to recal into her memo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry a great many accidents wherewith her life was croſſed, ſhe began her diſcourſe in theſe terms.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of</hi> Olympia.</head>
                  <p>NOthing doth more ſtrongly perſwade me to believe the immortality of the Soul, and the paſſage from this life to another more happy and more quiet, than the miſeries of the good, and the proſperity of the bad; and ſeeing the Gods are juſt, there is little probability that they ſhould ſuffer lives altogether innocent to paſs away in misfortunes, and lives highly criminal in happineſs and impunity, if we were not reſerved to another life, wherein vice ſhall receive its puniſhments, and vertue its recompences: If it were not ſo, I ſhould have great cauſe to complain of that Providence, which hath the Soveraign rule over our deſtinies, having experimented in ſuch a condition as mine, and in an age which hath made no great Progreſs, miſeries under which a long life would have groaned, and an ordinary conſtancy poſſibly have ſunk.</p>
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                     <hi>Adallus</hi> King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> who was a great Friend to <hi>Anthony,</hi> and ſerved him with his forces and his perſon in the famous battel of <hi>Actium,</hi> was my Father and his Son, who bears the ſame name, and reigns at this day over that people, is my only Brother. I was but a very young Girl when the Queen my Mother died, and her death was to me an irreparable loſs; for had ſhe continued longer in the world, ſhe might poſſibly have ſecured me from a great part of thoſe diſaſters wherewith I have been ſince overwhelmed. The King my Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther cauſed me to be educated with the greateſt care and tenderneſs, and the Perſons to whom he committed my education, forgot nothing that might frame my Spirit to all things agree<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to my Birth: I was brought up in good manners, in the fear of the Gods, and the love of Vertue, and all means was uſed to work in me from my very Infancy an averſion and horror to Vice. I paſſed my firſt years without the arrival of any remarkable accident, or any thing that is worth the relating to you, having a relation to make to you of ſuch a great number of adventures, ſo ſtrange, and poſſibly ſo little correſpondent to what you expect of me, that I ſhould believe I loſt time, if I employed it in diſcourſing of things of ſmall im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portance. The change which the ſorrows and the toyl of my mind and body have wrought upon my countenance, will leave little credit for the report <hi>I</hi> can make of what it formerly was, and not having reſerved any footſtep of beauty, it would ill become me to go about to perſwade you that I was once handſome: yet 'tis certain, that this was the received opinion in the Countrey where I was born, and that this beauty, ſuch as it was, produced effects pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>judicial to my repoſe, whereby I have been reduced to the miſery, wherein <hi>I</hi> have paſſed my wandring and unfortunate life.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I do not doubt,</hi> ſaid the Queen <hi>Candace,</hi> interrupting the Princeſs, <hi>I do not doubt but that your beauty hath been more accompliſhed, than your modeſty permits you to repreſent it to us, and if your grief could be but diſſipated by the change of your fortune, there is nothing ſo ruined and ſo defaced in your countenance, but that in a perſon of about twenty years of age, as you ſeem to be, a moneths ſatisfaction may reſtore to its former condition, and render you one of the faireſt Perſons in the World. I was never ſuch,</hi> replyed the Princeſs of Thrace, <hi>and to expect the return of that mean beauty, which the miſeries of my life had deprived me of, I muſt likewiſe expect revolutions in my Fortune, which really are in the hand of the Gods, but ſo remote from probability, that I ſhould be unreaſonable to hope for them.</hi>
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                  <p>Howſoever it be (that <hi>I</hi> may return to my narration) at that time when my ſorrows had made no impreſſion upon me, the King my Father thought me handſome, and the Prince my Brother, to my misfortune, thought me but too beautiful: I was younger than he by ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven or eight years, and he was almoſt a Man grown, when I began to be Miſtreſs of a little reaſon. <hi>I</hi> know not by what rigour of my deſtiny, he found ſomething in me whereupon to ground an affection different from that which he ought to have for his Siſter: I was not yet twelve years old, when he began to ſpend whole days in beſtowing his careſſes upon me, he ſighed before me, and hated all other company but mine, I was ſo far from ſuſpecting him of ſo irregular a paſſion, that at firſt I took all theſe teſtimonies of his love for the proofs of an innocent amity; I render him careſſes almoſt in the ſame manner that I received them of him, and <hi>I</hi> conceived an extream contentment in having a Brother ſo good and ſo affectionate, and it was without doubt, by this indulgence to his love, that <hi>I</hi> gave it way to encreaſe, to conceive hopes, and to form deſigns which offended Heaven and Nature: But when with a little more Age I had gained a little more knowledge, I obſerved in his affection and in his careſſes ſome things that did not pleaſe me, and I began to diſtinguiſh the tranſports of a violent paſſion, from the effects of a pure and innocent amity. I hardly began to doubt, but that I received aſſurances from his own mouth; and one day, after he had continued a good part of it, expreſſing his thoughts with more ardor than I deſired at his hands, find<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing my humor more repugnant to his kindneſſes than he had obſerved before he took notice of my ſighs: <q>What is the matter Siſter, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> and what have I done that can have dimini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhed your affection, as much as mine is augmented? Is it becauſe I love you too well that you ceaſe to love me? Brother, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I ſhall never ceaſe to love you, neither is it neceſſary that you ſhould love me too much, for all exceſſes are to be condemned, and <hi>I</hi> ſhall alwayes content my ſelf with a moderate and rational amity, ſuch as a good Brother may have for his Siſter. Ah! <hi>Olympia, ſaid he,</hi> (for the name of a Siſter is cruel and croſs to me,) how far is that moderate friendſhip which you require from that which <hi>I</hi> have for You? and how contrary is Heaven to me, in not cauſing you to be de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcended from the greateſt ſtranger in the World, rather than from the King our Father? You wiſh me ill, <hi>replyed I, diſſembling my thoughts, and making as if I knew not his,</hi> and if <hi>I</hi> were born of any other Parents, <hi>I</hi> ſhould not be your Siſter. That would be my greateſt felici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, <hi>anſwered Adallus,</hi> the neareſt of blood is the greateſt obſtacle that hinders the repoſe
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of my mind, and the peſervation of my Life. Yes, <hi>Olympia I</hi> love you, I do not love you as a Brother, with a weak and languiſhing amity, but as an inflamed Lover, and as a man ſo deſperately in Love, that if your pity doth abandon me, I ſhall abandon my ſelf to deſpair. Be not amazed <hi>Olympia,</hi> at this Declaration, my paſſion is not without exam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple even in our own family, the laws of Love are ſtronger then thoſe of blood, and thoſe that may retain common perſons, are not powerful enough to bridle Kings, and oppoſe themſelves to the repoſe and lives of Soveraign Princes upon a weak and ſlight conſideration.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>This diſcourſe, the underſtanding whereof <hi>I</hi> could no longer diſſemble, ſtroke me with an an unparallelled aſtoniſhment, and troubled me in ſuch a manner, that for a long time <hi>I</hi> was not in a condition to reply: <q>You terrifie your ſelf, <hi>added the Prince, ſeeing me in that confu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion,</hi> but if your affection doth but a little correſpond with mine, You will find nothing ſtrange either in my diſcourſe, or my deſigns: <hi>Juno</hi> was the Siſter, and the Wiſe of <hi>Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piter</hi> amonſtg our anceſtors, a like proximity did not hinder a more particular alliance, and at this day, amongſt divers nations of the World, brotherhood is no impediment to marriage.</q> To theſe words he added divers others upon the ſame ſubject, at the cloſe whereof having had time to compoſe my ſelf a little, and looking upon him with an eye that ſufficiently ſig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nified the repugnance <hi>I</hi> had againſt his horrid propoſitions: <hi>Adallus</hi> ſaid <hi>I</hi> to him (for the name of Brother in you is as little conformable to your diſcourſe and deſigns, as the name of Siſter in me) <q>you fill me with ſo much ſhame and confuſion, that <hi>I</hi> know not how to behave my ſelf one moment in your preſence, ſince <hi>I</hi> heard the words you pronounced; but now, Heaven, Nature, you and <hi>I</hi> are offended by them in ſuch a manner, that <hi>I</hi> would willingly give the beſt part of my blood, that <hi>I</hi> could give my ears the lie, and reſtore inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cence to the moſt criminal thoughts that ever fell into the mind of a Prince. Ah! Sir, if you have any ſenſe of vertue left, oppoſe the motions of a horrid paſſion, and do not diſ-ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour your life with a ſtain ſo black, that all your blood can never waſh out. I find no ſhame <hi>replyed Adallus, interrupting me,</hi> in loving that which the Gods have made moſt amiable in the World, and beauty in the perſon of my Siſter is as powerful upon my Soul, as in a Stranger Princeſſe, we have ſo many examples of a paſſion like to mine, that <hi>I</hi> ſhall but lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle fear the reproaches of men for a love, which I feel no regret in my conſcience, which would be the firſt to accuſe if there were any thing of criminal in it; and in fine, though it were a crime and a ſhame to love you, I am carried to it by a power which I am not able to reſiſt, and engaged by a neceſſity which will force me to love you to my Grave without any conſideration of reproaches, or all the obſtacles that you can oppoſe me with. And for my part, <hi>replyed I,</hi> I am obliged by vertue, and the nearneſs of blood, which makes me look upon your intentions with horror and deteſttation, to fly from You henceforth, as from a monſter that would devour me, and to offer violence to that amity, which the relations of blood and reaſon had wrought in me to a Brother, by the averſion I ought to have even to my Grave againſt Your deteſtable thoughts. You may do it added <hi>the Prince,</hi> and you may behold my death with the ſame eye that You look upon my paſſion, and I do not know in which of theſe two actions you will be the leſs criminal, either for having loved you bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, or for having cauſed your Brothers death. You will not dye, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> when you ſhall render your ſelf Maſter of this horrible paſſion, which cauſes all the ſhame of your life, and though you ſhould dye upon that account, <hi>I</hi> ſhould be very innocent of a death, to which <hi>I</hi> ſhall have contributed nothing but what <hi>I</hi> owe to my honour, which is dearer to me than Your life or mine own. I believe <hi>replyed Adallus,</hi> that You will eaſily comfort Your ſelf for it: I ſhall comfort my ſelf better for that, <hi>anſwered I very briskly,</hi> than <hi>I</hi> ſhould do for the crime which you propoſe to me, and though together with the loſs of your Life <hi>I</hi> muſtconſent to part with mine own, <hi>I</hi> ſhould more eaſily reſolve upon itthan upon a deteſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble action, the only propoſition whereof makes me to tremble. I did not believe, <hi>replyed he, I</hi> ſhould have found you of ſo bad a nature, poſſibly time may alter it, and make you to conſider, that it is not ſo bad a crime as you imagine, to throw a Brother and a lover into his Grave. <hi>I</hi> muſt part with my life for my Brother, <hi>ſaid I, I</hi> will do it without repug<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance; but as for a Lover in the perſon of a Brother, <hi>I</hi> will avoid him as long as <hi>I</hi> live, if it be poſſible, as my moſt dangerous Enemy.</q> We had more diſcourſe beſides, by which with as much ſweetneſs as <hi>I</hi> could poſſibly, I repreſented all things to him, which might ſtrike ſome horror of it into him, with all the amity of a Siſter, and a rationality above my age: But my endeavours were in vain, and he parted from me proteſting that death only ſhould cure his love, and that he would renounce his life, if <hi>I</hi> would not preſerve it for him by an affection equal to his own.</p>
                  <p>After this day he lived with me as a declared lover, and though his Love partly blotted out of my Soul that friendſhip which nature had eſtabliſhed there, and began to render him odious to me, as a man whoſe thoughts were deteſtable; yet ſuch was his Birth, that <hi>I</hi>
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could not avoid him, as I might have avoided any other perſon, if <hi>I</hi> had had the deſign to do it; and beſides, whilſt I expected that time, or reaſon, or the Kings authority ſhould procure ſome remedy, I did all that poſſibly <hi>I</hi> could to conceal a thing, of which, as I thought, half the ſhame reflected upon me; and upon this conſideration I could not openly expreſs with what repugnance I received the Prince's viſits, becauſe I would not divulge the cauſe; yet <hi>I</hi> could not hinder it from being quickly known and he grew ſo blind in his paſſion that he loſt all manner of diſcretion, and by his ill conduct made all the court ſenſible of that which he ſhould have concealed at the rate of his own life.</p>
                  <p>The King had knowledge of it by a thouſand too viſible marks, and when <hi>I</hi> was no longer able to ſupport the perſecutions of my brother, <hi>I</hi> took my laſt reſolution to complain of him, and to diſcover to my Father that which out of my care of his repoſe <hi>I</hi> had alwayes concealed from him. When he was fully confirm'd in this knowledge, and when upon the diſcourſe he made me concerning it; <hi>I</hi> was conſtrained to confeſs it my ſelf to him, he was tranſported with anger, and teſtified his diſpleaſure by divers marks, which wrought no ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect upon the Princes ſpirit; He cauſed him to be called, and after that he had ſignified to him with divers words full of ſharpneſs, the grief he had to ſee him fall into, and perſevere in ſo un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>common a crime, he repreſented the deformity of it in ſuch terms as were capable to reduce him to reaſon, if he had been in a condition to hearken to them; but after he had given a very quiet audience to the Kings diſcourſe, and ſurmounted the confuſion which his reproaches might have cauſed in him, making an effort upon the fear which the character of a father ought to have imprinted upon his Spirit: <q>
                        <hi>Sir ſaid he, I</hi> wiſh with all my heart <hi>I</hi> were in a condition to teſtifie to your Majeſty the ſubmiſſion <hi>I</hi> have to your will, and <hi>I</hi> would ſtrip my ſelf of my ſtrongeſt paſſions, to render what is due from me to my Father, and to my King, if reaſon &amp; acknowledgment had preſerved power enough over my ſpirit to retain it within the limits of its duty: But, Sir, by the rigor of my deſtiny, <hi>I</hi> ſee my ſelf reduced to ſuch terms, that <hi>I</hi> have no power left to comply with you, but only by making an end of my life, if that be diſagreeable to you. 'Tis true, Sir, that I love <hi>Olimpia,</hi> and <hi>I</hi> love her in ſuch a manner that nothing but death can free me from that paſſion which you condemn; 'Tis in this that my condition is more worthy of pity than reproach, and ſeeing my ſelf conducted by my ill Fortune to the love of a perſon of whom I am not beloved, a love condemned as a crime by the King my Father, <hi>I</hi> ſee no ſafety nor refuge for my ſelf, but in death alone, nor will <hi>I</hi> ſeek it elſe where; but ſince <hi>I</hi> am ſo unhappy as not to find pity, neither in the Soul of a Siſter, nor of a Father, <hi>I</hi> will eſcape by the only remedy wherewith my paſſion can in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpire me, from the long calamities to which it would expoſe my life, if the courſe of it were not cut ſhort by my final reſolution. He pronounced theſe words with ſo much violence, that the King was ſo much troubled at them, and feared ſome violent effect of his deſpair, being well acquainted with his boyling and impetuous humour.</q> This fear made him act with the more ſweetneſs to endeavor to reduce a Spirit, which was not in a condition to be reſtrain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by violence; but all the things he could alledge to him to make him ſubmit to reaſon were but in vain, and his love, as it ſeemed, being ſpurred on by the reſiſtance that it found, grew ſtronger every day, and by its augmentation augmented my diſpleaſure. <hi>I</hi> paſſed above a whole year in this condition, that neither the treatments that <hi>I</hi> made him to extinguiſh his hopes nor the Kings dealing with him, who from flattery, when it was without effect, of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tentimes fell to threatning, nor any humane conſideration be able to remedy this diſaſter of our Family.</p>
                  <p>In fine, the King believing that it was his laſt and ſureſt expedient, reſolved to marry me to ſome one of the neighbouring Princes, amongſt whom there were divers that deſired his al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liance, and he judged that by this ſeparation from the eyes of my Brother, his paſſion might be mortified, and that all his criminal thoughts might be diſſipated by impoſſibility, when he had executed his deſigns. <hi>I</hi> know not what would have happened thereupon, if the poor Prince could have acted this reſolution; but to my misfortune it was hardly formed when he was ſeized by a violent Feaver, which laid him in his Grave within ten dayes: Before he dyed, amongſt divers inſtructions that he gave his Son for the government of the Kingdom he left him, he exhorted him the moſt tenderly that poſſibly he could to quit him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf of the love he had for me, and threatned him with all manner of misfortune if he perſeve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red in it. <hi>Adallus</hi> ſeeing the King near his end, diſſembled his thoughts, and feigning that he was moved with theſe expreſſions of his Fathers laſt will, promiſed him all that he deſired of him: The King Preached to me too upon the ſame Text, and expreſly charged me ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver to ſuffer that his Family ſhould be polluted with an inceſtuous Marriage; But this com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand was not neceſſary, and the horror of my Brothers intentions was ſo deeply engrave in my heart, that <hi>I</hi> had no need of the King's ſollicitations to diſpoſe me rather to death than to his ſhameful conſent.</p>
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The good King died, to my great regret, and his peoples grief, whom he had governed with a great deal of Juſtice and ſweetneſs. I will not entertain you with the complaints which this loſs cauſed me to make; you may judge, Ladies, that they were exceſſive, and beſides the grief which the nearneſs of blood could not but make me ſenſible of in the loſs of ſo good a Father, I was particularly intereſſed by the loſs of his protection, who had till then defended me againſt the purſuits of my Brother. He was publickly crowned in <hi>Bizantium,</hi> and he had handſome parts enough to give his people good hopes of his government, he is comely of his perſon, naturally endued with ſpirit and courage, and if that irrational love, and the effect it hath produced, had not laid a blot upon his life that he will never be able to wipe off, he would not be the leaſt conſiderable amongſt the Kings who at this day wear a Crown.</p>
                  <p>He began his government with the ordinary forms, he rendred ſuneral honours to the King our Father with a great deal of magnificence, and beſtowed divers dayes about affairs of State and the eſtabliſhment of his dignity, giving me time to lament the death of my Father, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out interrupting me in that ſad exerciſe by his perſecutions: And truly he made me conceive ſome hope, that I might for the future be exempted from them, and that the Kings laſt words, o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> the change of his condition had produced this effect upon his Spirit: But I ſaw my ſelf cruelly deceived in this hope, and whereas before I had only the purſuites of a Brother to ſuffer, who had no command over me, I found my ſelf ſubjected to the power of a King, who de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded that of me with authority, which before he had ſought by the wayes of love and ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs: Yet the firſt marks he gave me of the continuation of his love were upon the former terms, and he was minded to make uſe of the civilities of a Lover before he had recourſe to the power of a Tyrant.</p>
                  <p>I will not tell you, Ladies, (for my narration would be of too exceſſive a length) all the amorous diſcourſes that he made me divers months, whereby he thought to change my mind, and make me conſent to marriage, nor the anſwers I made him at that time, to make him comprehend the foulneſs of the crime which he propoſed, and to imprint in his heart the ſhame of an action that would be deteſted by all the world. He alledged to me inſtead of all reaſons, that Kings were not ſubject to the Laws they made themſelves, and that they governed themſelves by other Maxims than they did their people. At laſt having obſerved that the wayes of ſweetneſs were to no purpoſe, and that inſtead of expreſſing any deſire to comply with his intentions, I conceived every day more horror againſt his deſign, he reſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved to employ his authority, and declared to me, that ſeeing neither as a Brother, nor as a a Lover he was able to move me either to love or pity, nor make me conſent to a thing where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon the preſervation of his life depended, he was conſtrained to act as a King in his domini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and to ſeek his own ſafety by that power which the Gods and his own birth hath beſtow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed upon him. At this cruel declaration I continued rather dead than alive and looking up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on him with eyes that ſignified my grief and juſt reſentment; <q>what Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> will you make uſe of Your authority to force your Siſter to an action which will draw upon you the indig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation of Heaven, and the deteſtation of the whole World! will you not conſider that I am tyed to you by ſuch a nearneſs of blood, that you cannot deſire any greater alliance with me without rendring Your ſelf abominable? And will you not call to mind that I am deſcen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ded from too noble a blood, as well as you, to be expoſed to that violence which is not practiſed againſt the meaneſt Subjects?</q> 
                     <q>If I had any other wayes, <hi>repyed Adallus,</hi> to perſwade you, I ſhould not have recourſe to thoſe you force me to make uſe of, and you know your ſelf that I have forgot nothing which was probably capable to prevail with you; but in the extremity whereunto you have reduced me by the hardneſs of your heart, either I muſt needs die, or ſerve my ſelf with the power which I have received from Heaven to ſerve my ſelf.</q> 
                     <q>Ah, Sir, <hi>replyed I tranſported with diſpleaſure,</hi> you will not die, but this unfortunate creature which hath ſo unluckily troubled your repoſe, and by her beauty, ſuch as it is, reduces you to the neceſſity of committing horrible crimes, will die without doubt, if other means be wanting to deliver her from that authority with which you threaten her; 'Twas in you that I hoped to find protection againſt any forreign power; but ſince the Gods permit that in the perſon of a Brother I find a perſecutor and a cruel Enemy, they leave me thoſe wayes to free my ſelf that are open to all the world.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <q>The King was a little touched at theſe words, but he was not a jot ſtaggered in his reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and looking upon me with an eye divided between ſubmiſſion and authority, You have no reaſon, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to throw your ſelf into deſpair for theſe teſtimonies of my love, which any other perſon but your ſelf poſſibly would not call perſecution; I think You cannot hope to marrie a Prince with whom Your condition would be better or more ſublime than with me; and as for the crime which You fear, if there be any, it will lye all upon me,
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who cauſe You to do a thing contrary to Your incilnations by the power which I have in my Dominions. This will be Your juſtification before the people, and Your defence a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the reproaches of Your Conſcience, which You fear. I will not proceed to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tremities (whatſoever impatience I ſuffer from my love) before I have once more tried the ways wherewith I have hitherto ſerved my ſelf, and by which I hope I ſhall mollifie and change Your mind; but when I have practiſed them a while, to as little purpoſe as I have formerly done, do not think it ſtrange, Siſter, that for the preſervation of my life, I make uſe of all my rights to work You to a thing which You ought willingly to embrace.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>He left me half dead with grief at theſe cruel words, and the tears which he ſaw in my eyes at our parting were not capable to move him to divert him from his cruel intentions, I abandoned my ſelf to ſorrow all the reſt of that day, and for divers others, and not being able to digeſt this violence from that perſon in the world from whom I ought to have feared it leaſt, I wanted but a little of throwing my ſelf into Tragical reſolutions. <hi>What</hi> ſaid I, <hi>ſhall the Daughter of a King be uſed with ſuch tyranny as is not exerciſed upon the vileſt per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons? and ſhall that Brother, whoſe power ought to ſecure her from violence and oppreſſion, be the perſon by whom ſhe ſhall ſee her ſelf expoſed to outrage and indignity? ſhall</hi> Olympia, <hi>in whom the Gods have implanted ſome love to Vertue, and inclinations averſe from vice, and thoughts though never ſo little criminal, ſuffer her ſelf by her weakneſs to be expoſed to publick ſhame, and the reproach of the whole World? Ah! no</hi> Adallus, <hi>no Tyrant, for the name of a Brother is not due to thee becauſe of the outragious violence, which thou committeſt againſt a Siſter, who poſſibly was not unworthy of her birth, neither doſt thou deſerve the name of a King by reaſon of the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juſtice which thou beginneſt to practiſe againſt perſons who ought to be leaſt ſubject to it: N<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> Barbarian, thou art not yet abſolute enough in thy Dominions to extend thy authority over ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits, and ſuch a Spirit as</hi> Olympia<hi>'s: I am not ignorant of the wayes to eſcape oppreſſion, and to defend that which thou aſſaulteſt, I will arm my ſelf with a courage which poſſibly thou didſt not think to have found in a young Princeſs, and the Siſter of a man ſo little conformable to but diſpoſition.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In this manner I bemoaned my ſelf, and deplored my misfortune night and day with a flood of tears: But all in vain, the Barbarous man was not moved at them, and the repugnance I expreſſed to Marry him, augmented his deſire, and ſeemed to redouble his paſſion: I ſpent divers months in this manner, during which time he ſaw me every day, and tormented me perpetually. Sometimes he intreated me; and when by his deſign, he fell to threatning, and proteſted to me, that he was reſolved to make uſe of his authority, without any longer de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lay. A few moments after he grew milder, ſeeing ſome tears fall from my eyes, his love ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving given me ſome power over his Spirit.</p>
                  <p>There is no neceſſity that I ſhould detain you any longer upon this accompt, when he ſaw that all his flatteries were to no purpoſe, and that he was paſt hope of making me con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent to his deſires, he reſolved in good earneſt to put his threats in execution, and com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded me with a terrible countenance to diſpoſe my ſelf to marry him within eight dayes, without any longer delay. I wept, but to no end, I threw my ſelf at his feet but in vain; after that cruel command, all this was not able to move him, but he proteſted to me before the chiefeſt perſons of his Court, that ſince <hi>I</hi> abuſed the indulgence he had for me in this manner, nothing could hinder him from making tryal, whether he was King in his Dominions, or not.</p>
                  <p>I paſſed the eight days he had given me in the ſaddeſt imployments in the world, and when I gave any intermiſſion to my regrets, 'twas but to invent ſome means to ſave my ſelf from his tyranny: I was fully reſolved, if all other ways failed me, to imbrace death ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther than to conſent to an action, upon which I could not caſt a thought without horror, but I was minded firſt to try whether I could preſerve my ſelf from my misfortune by flight, I knew well that I could not find any ſanctuary in my Brothers Dominions againſt his power; but I verily believed that if I could eſcape out of the places under his command, and be ſo happy as to get as far as <hi>Cilicia, I</hi> ſhould find a retreating place there with the King, who was Brother to the deceaſed Queen our Mother, and probably though my Brother was near to him in the ſame degree, would not deſert me in ſo juſt a cauſe. There was ſome un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>certainty in the ſucceſs of this enterpriſe, there was danger to run, and trouble to ſupport, and difficulty to ſave my ſelf: But yet this ſeemed to me more ſweet than death, and finding no other way at all but death, or flight, I preferred flight before death, out of a fearfulneſs incident to my ſex and age.</p>
                  <p>Before I had well taken this reſolution, the time he had given me was almoſt expired, and I had not put thoſe things in order which were neceſſary for the execution of my enterpriſe. At laſt, when I was fully reſolved upon the deſign, I ſhewed the King a little better counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance
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than I had done before; and having ſeen him in my Chamber the ſeventh day of the eight which he had given me, after I had again made trial of prayers and tears, which wrought as little effect as before, feigning that I ſuffered my ſelf a little to be overcome, and fixing my eyes upon his with a kinder action than ordinary: <q>I ſee well, Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that I do reſiſt Your will in vain, and am too weak to oppoſe the power of a great King in his Dominions: I confeſs I find a great repugnance in my nature, as to the thing you deſire of me, which hitherto I have not been able to overcome: but at laſt I muſt reſolve, after I have made all poſſible reſiſtance againſt an abſolute authority, and all that is neceſſary to juſtifie my ſelf from an action to which you conſtrain me: I deſire eight days longer of you, which I will imploy to ſurmount the difficulties which yet remain as impediments to an ultimate reſolution, and after that time, Sir, I promiſe you, you ſhall find in me no contradiction of your deſires.</q> The King was tranſported with joy at this diſcourſe, and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed an exceſſive deal of contentment in his countenance, and in his words, he eaſily granted me the eight days I deſired, and proteſted to me that I ſhould be the moſt happy Princeſs upon the earth, with a Husband who would adore me whilſt he breathed. I con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firmed the promiſe I had made to him with a very ſad countenance, for fear he ſhould diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover my policy by too quickly a change.</p>
                  <p>After I had begun to put my affairs thus in order, I deſired to loſe no more time, know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing well that which I had gotten was neceſſary to make preparation for my departure; but then it was that I ſaw my ſelf reduced to no ſmall trouble; For though I had divers perſons in my ſervice, that were very affectionate to me, yet I doubted whether I ſhould find any bold enough to oppoſe the King, in ſerving me upon this occaſion, and to expoſe themſelves to ruine, as they would apparently do, by favouring me, and accompanying me in my flight: I feared likewiſe that thoſe to whom I ſhould diſcover my ſelf would betray me, and by diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covering my deſign to the King deprive me of the means of putting it in execution. This fear kept me one day in a ſtrange perplexity, but at laſt I was reſolved to put it to the ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, and I caſt my eyes upon <hi>Eurilus,</hi> the moſt ancient of my ſervants, and Husband to a Lady that was my Governeſs; I had obſerved in him by divers marks a great affection to me, and I believed that I might better confide in him than in all the World beſide. I ſent for him into my Cloſet, and having repreſented the ſadneſs of my condition, which was not unknown to him, I acquainted him with my deſign, and the deſire I had to thruſt my life, and whatſoever was more precious to me, upon his affection and conduct. <hi>Eurilus</hi> was a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mazed at my bold reſolution, and repreſented to me the difficulties and the dangers of it; but ſeeing that all things reliſhed better with my ſpirit than the violence that would have been done me, he declared to me that he thought himſelf highly honoured by the confidence I repoſed in him, and that he would willingly embrace the occaſion of hazarding all, yea, and of dying too for my ſervice. After this he named me the perſons whom he thought moſt affectionate to me, and whom he judged that I might make the companions of my flight, and this little number was compoſed of his Wife, my Governeſs, and three of my Maids, one of which you ſee before you named <hi>Ericia,</hi> who hath always been the deareſt to me of all the reſt, and three or four ſervants the beſt known, and moſt neceſſary. He did not think it fit that I ſhould be attended upon by any more perſons, for fear leſt in a greater number ſome or other might be capable of betraying me. After this reſolution, and the deciſion of ſome petty difficulties, upon which we beſtowed part of the day, he went to give private order for providing a nimble Veſſel furniſhed with all neceſſary accommodations for our voy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age, there was always a great number of them in the Port of <hi>Bizantium,</hi> and <hi>Eurilus</hi> had credit enough amongſt thoſe that commanded them, to have the liberty to depart thence at what hour he pleaſed, without any hinderance.</p>
                  <p>I will abridge this part of my relation as the moſt troubleſome, and I will only tell you that the fourth day we were aſſured of the perſons that were to attend me, and all things ſorted as well as we could deſire to the execution of our enterpriſe. The fifth day, the night whereof was deſign'd for our departure, I feigned my ſelf ſick, and having intreated the Prince, who had ſpent ſome hours in my Chamber, to give me leave to repoſe my ſelf till the morrow, he retired himſelf, and having given order that no perſon ſhould enter into my ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>partment, I had abſolute liberty to put in execution what I had reſolved.</p>
                  <p>When we were free, having made all the perſons, who were not to go with us, retire in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to their Chambers, <hi>I</hi> cloathed my ſelf in mans apparel that <hi>Eurilus</hi> had brought me; my Governeſs and my Maids did the like; and if we had diſguiſed our ſelves upon a leſs ſad oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion, <hi>I</hi> ſhould have had ſome divertiſement to ſee our ſelves ſo tranſ habited; but the ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count that obliged me to do it, and the fear of being ſurprized made me tremble continually, and my fears made me almoſt incapable of performing what <hi>I</hi> had reſolved. At laſt having re-aſſured my ſelf the beſt <hi>I</hi> poſſibly could, and having taken with me the greateſt part of
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my Jewels, I went down by a little pair of ſtairs which belonged to my apartment, into the great Garden of the Palace, whither I had always free entrance, and from thence by a gate whereof <hi>Eurilus</hi> had the Key, we came to the port near adjoyning, where we were attended in the Veſſel by the perſons whom <hi>Eurilus</hi> had left there.</p>
                  <p>We paſſed by thoſe we met, covered with our Cloaks, though, without that precaution, the obſcurity of the night, and the habits we were in were favourable enough to that deſign. We entred at laſt into the Veſſel an hour within night, having haſtned our departure to take the advantage of the whole night, and to be far enough off before they perceived our ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, or put themſelves into a condition to purſue us. We hoiſed up our Sails, and made off from the Port with all ſpeed, taking the way of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> which our Pilot was well acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with, and when we began to quit the Shore, turning my eyes towards the City and the Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lace of my Father, <q>I forſake thee, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> my native Country, who haſt been more cruel to me than the moſt unknown Region could have been, and ſeeing that in thy boſom the Daughters of thy Kings are not exempted from violence and oppreſſion, I go under the conduct of Heaven, which will never abandon me, to ſeek out in a ſtrange climate that re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe which I could not find in that Country where I received my birth, and to put my ſelf into the protection of the Gods, if I be left deſtitute by men.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>With theſe few words, and ſome vows I made to Heaven, recommending to it the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct of my life, I fled from the ſhore of <hi>Bizantium</hi> with all the ſwiftneſs <hi>I</hi> could poſſibly, and <hi>I</hi> choſe rather to commit my ſelf to the infidelity of the waters, than to attend upon the effects of the cruelty of men. Neither the fear of the waves under which ſo many thouſand perſons have found their graves, or the dangers which threatned me in a long navigation, were capable to intimidate the Spirit of a Maid, who to avoid the violence prepared for her, would have thrown her ſelf into more manifeſt perils, and of all the evils that the condition of my life could repreſent to me, <hi>I</hi> only feared my being too ſlow in my flight, and falling again into my brothers power.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>You had good reaſon, Madam,</hi> ſaid Candace, to Olympia interrupting her, <hi>and few perſons born with vertuous inclinations like to yours but would have taken the ſame reſolution; you really followed the way which vertue inſpired you, and Heaven in ſo rational a deſign ought to have favoured you with its aſſiſtance. The moſt innocent intentions,</hi> replyed Olympia, <hi>are not always moſt ſeconded by the ſuccour of Heaven, and you will ſee in the ſequel of my unfortunate life, that the moſt criminal actions were never poſſibly more rigorouſly treated by fortune, nor the life of the moſt culpable perſons ſubject to any chaſtiſements comparable to the miſeries to which hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therto I have ſeen my ſelf expoſed.</hi>
                  </p>
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            </div>
            <div n="2" type="book">
               <pb n="471" facs="tcp:62615:240"/>
               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART VI.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. II.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The Princeſs</hi> Olympia <hi>continues her Story. She and her company are ſurprized at Sea by a fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rious Tempeſt, and Ship-wrack'd upon a little Deſart Iſland. There by the help of her Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants, ſhe ſaves the life of a young Gentleman of moſt noble aſpect, newly caſt upon the Shore. He, at firſt ſight is captivated by</hi> Olympia<hi>'s beauty, and ſhe at the ſame time, is very much taken with his exquiſite perfections. They both, for a while, conceal their affections; but at laſt he over-hears</hi> Olympia<hi>'s diſcourſe with</hi> Ericia <hi>to his advantage, and ſo ſteps in and diſcovers his flames. As ſhe is about to relate his Name and quality, ſhe is interrupted by the coming of</hi> Cornelius Gallus. Agrippa <hi>arrives at</hi> Alexandria, <hi>viſits</hi> Eliſa, <hi>and falls in love with her.</hi> Cornelius <hi>invites him and the Princeſſes a Hunting. They receive intelligence of the rape of</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Artemiſa: Agrippa <hi>and</hi> Cornelius <hi>poſt to their ſuccour.</hi> Candace <hi>in her return to</hi> Alexandria, <hi>ſpies</hi> Caeſario <hi>at a window, but fearing to diſcover him, ſhe de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fers her further ſatisfaction to a ſafer privacy.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">W</seg>E quitted the ſhore of <hi>Bizantium</hi> with a proſperous gale, and the fear <hi>I</hi> had of being purſued and taken by thoſe whom the King might ſend after me, making me continually ſollicit the diligence of the Mariners, We paſſed the <hi>Thracian Boſphorus</hi> with admirable ſpeed, and through the ſtraight of the <hi>Helleſpont,</hi> we entred into the <hi>Aegean</hi> Sea with full Sails. I thought my ſelf then in ſome ſecurity from the purſuits of my Brother, and <hi>I</hi> began to take a little breath after thoſe terrors that had tormented me the firſt days of our navigation: Neither the peril whereunto <hi>I</hi> was expoſed by the infidelity of that Element to which <hi>I</hi> had truſted my life, nor the dangerous adventures that might occur upon the Sea, could any way equal the ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction <hi>I</hi> had in my mind to ſee my ſelf eſcaped from the violence of the King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> and <hi>I</hi> rendred thanks to the Gods upon the account, as if <hi>I</hi> had been already in the ſecureſt harbour.</p>
               <p>In effect, both nature and reaſon had made me conceive ſo much averſion and horror for the deſign he had againſt me, that to free my ſelf from it <hi>I</hi> deſpiſed all manner of inconve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niences, and ſhould have precipitated my ſelf into the moſt manifeſt dangers without con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration: Yet <hi>I</hi> could not reflect upon the condition of my fortune, without making ſome ſmall complaint to Heaven, nor conſider with an abſolute moderation, how the Daughter of a great King was handled by her deſtiny, which forced her, being of ſo youthful an age, and ſo tender a complexion, to fly her native Country, and to hazard her ſelf upon the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſtancy of the waves, to ſave her ſelf from an Enemy who ought to have been her Protector, and to avoid him as a Monſter, from whom in all probability ſhe ought to have hoped for refuge againſt all manner of misfortunes. <q>How know <hi>I, ſaid I ſometimes when I was</hi>
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                     <hi>moſt troubled with theſe ſad conſiderations,</hi> how know <hi>I,</hi> but that in the ſame places where <hi>I</hi> ſeek for Sanctuary <hi>I</hi> may find more enemies? and who will give me any aſſurance of thoſe perſons who are allyed to me by ſome proximity of blood, if <hi>I</hi> have met with nothing but perſecution and cruelty in my own Brother? Will an Uncle be more pitiful to me than a Brother? and may not <hi>I</hi> fear that he will prefer the amity of the King of <hi>Thrace</hi> before the protection due to me, and that he will put me again into the hands of a Prince, whoſe alliance is more conſiderable to him, than the occaſion of aſſiſting an afflicted Princeſs, and drawing an enemy upon him, whoſe power is not contemptible? Ah! without doubt <hi>I</hi> have not ſufficiently deliberated upon this difficulty before <hi>I</hi> embarqued my ſelf in ſo hazar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dous an enterprize, and <hi>I</hi> ſhould have conſidered that the Maxims of Kings, and the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſts of State, are very different from the thoughts which Vertue and Piety inſpire us with: Whether the King of <hi>Cilicia</hi> ſhall put me himſelf into my Brother's hands, or refuſe me the refuge <hi>I</hi> deſire againſt him:</q> In either of theſe two misfortunes <hi>I</hi> ſee my loſs abſolutely infallible, and what way ſoever <hi>I</hi> turned my thoughts, <hi>I</hi> know no other way for my ſafety: <q>Well, <hi>added I, raiſing up my courage,</hi> if Gods and men abandon us, death cannot fail us, and we will receive it in the ſame manner either in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> or in the waves, as we would have received it at <hi>Bizantium,</hi> rather than ſatisfie the horrible deſigns of our perſecutor; then we ſhall be more excuſable than we ſhould have been upon <hi>Adallus</hi> his firſt attempt, and we ſhall ſacrifice our lives to our misfortunes and our duty with a great deal leſs regret, after we have tryed the means that Heaven hath left us for the conſervation of it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>I oftentimes entertained my ſelf with theſe diſcourſes with <hi>Eurilus,</hi> with my Governeſs, and this Maid named <hi>Ericia,</hi> on whom I have beſtowed my moſt tender affections from my infancy, and they took the pains to comfor me, and to repreſent to me the little likelyhood there was that the King of <hi>Cilicia</hi> my Uncle, ſhould refuſe me his protection, to which he was obliged by conſanguinity, vertue, and all manner of conſiderations; nor need I to fear that the King my Brother would obſtinately demand me, or undertake war againſt my Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tector upon a quarrel which would expoſe him to the blame of all the World. They made me ſome other diſcourſes beſides, wherein <hi>I</hi> really found reaſon and conſolation, and recei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving my diſaſters from the hand of Heaven, <hi>I</hi> expected the end of them with all the patience that poſſibly <hi>I</hi> could.</p>
               <p>In the mean time we followed our Voyage with a great deal of diligence: We had coaſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the Iſle of <hi>Lesbos,</hi> we had a view of <hi>Eubea,</hi> as we paſſed by, we had left <hi>Creet</hi> upon our right hand, and <hi>Rhodes</hi> upon the left, and we had gone a good way betwixt <hi>Cyprus</hi> and <hi>Cilicia,</hi> when fortune which had favoured us ever ſince our departure from <hi>Bizantium,</hi> chan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged her countenance, and made us know, that changing of a Climate alters not deſtiny, and that unfortunate perſons drag the chain of their mishaps after them whitherſoever they go.</p>
               <p>We were but one days journey from the neareſt port to <hi>Tharſus,</hi> where the King of <hi>Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licia</hi> makes his reſidence, when, contrary to all appearances, the weather changed, the winds became impetuous, and all the Sea was agitated by a furious Tempeſt: Never was ſtorm ſo ſudden and ſo violent, and though our Mariners were very expert, and our Veſſel in very good condition, the toſſing of the waves was ſo vehement, that within a few moments, the Saylers, who had often been in the like dangers, cried out we were loſt, and began to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpair of our ſafety. You may judge fair Princeſſes, what my fears were then, and if the Spirit of a Young Maid, though already prepared for all manner of diſaſters, was ſlightly troubled at the reproaches of a terrible death: <hi>I</hi> was affraid, <hi>I</hi> ſent up my vows to Heaven with prayers and tears, and yet <hi>I</hi> could not repent my ſelf, that <hi>I</hi> had thrown my ſelf into this danger, to avoid that whereunto <hi>I</hi> was expoſed in my native Country. <q>'Tis hard, <hi>ſaid I in my ſelf,</hi> 'tis a cruel thing for a Princeſs to loſe her life among the waves at ſuch an age as mine: but it would have been far more inſupportable for to live in the ſhame and crime to which <hi>Adallus</hi> his violence had deſtined me. We will die if the Gods have ſo or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dained it, but we will die in our primitive innocence, without polluting it by any unwor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy repentance, or regret for having ſacrificed this unfortunate life, to that which we owe to conſanguinity and vertue.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In the mean while as the Storm redoubled, our Mariners did all things poſſible for to ſave us. They cut down the Maſts of the Ship, diſcharging it of all their heavieſt lading: and forgot nothing that their experience in this art could prompt them to put in practice, poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly their care hindred us from periſhing all among the waves, but it could not hinder the loſs of a part of our company; and after we had paſſed a dreadful night in the continual ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rors of an approaching death, at the break of day we diſcovered the main land on one ſide, and on the other ſide part of thoſe Rocks which render navigation dangerous near the Coaſt of <hi>Cilicia.</hi> We would have done our endeavours to reach the land, which we looked upon
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with ſome remainder of hope: but the winds were not only contrary to this deſign, but our Veſſel was no longer in a condition to be conducted by the ſcience of men; and when it had reſiſted a little longer the impetuoſity of the waves, it was taken by a guſt of wind, which with a ſwiftneſs comparable to an Arrow out of a Bow, daſhed it againſt the point of a Rock, where it ſplit into a thouſand pieces.</p>
               <p>I had periſhed at this time if I had not been reſerved for greater misfortunes, and the Gods who had deſtinied me to them, were pleaſed that I ſhould be ſaved from this Ship<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wrack, to paſs the remainder of my deplorable life in a more cruel tempeſt than that which they permitted me at that time to eſcape. I was preſerved by the care that divers perſons took of my ſafety, two of my Maids were drowned, with many of the Men; and together with <hi>Eurilus,</hi> his Wife, <hi>Ericia,</hi> and ſome others of my ſervants, and the Mariners, I was car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried upon the Rock all wet, and half dead with fear, and the pain <hi>I</hi> had endured: Yet the Gods were pleaſed to our extraordinary good hap, that the Proviſions which we had in the Veſſel were driven upon the Rock, and by the pains our people took about them, the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt part of them was preſerved; had it not been for this, hunger would quickly have made us found, what we were lately threatned with by the cruelty of the waves.</p>
               <p>Whilſt I lay upon the ſhore quite ſpent with toyl and grief, where holding my eyes fixed upon Heaven, I ſilently accuſed it of my misfortune, inſtead of returning thanks for the preſervation of a life, which in that place, and the condition we were in, could not pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bably be prolonged but for a few daies: Some of our men being mounted up to the top of the Rock, found ſand and ſome trees, and walking a little further, they ſaw we were landed upon a ſmall Iſland of five or ſix hundred paces long, but craggy, deſert, and un-inhabited. Upon the report they made me of it, <hi>Eurilus</hi> coming to me, and ſtretching out his hand, prayed me to ariſe to go and take ſome place leſs inconvenient, in expectation of the ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cour of Heaven, from whence we might yet receive aſſiſtance. <hi>I</hi> aroſe from my ſeat with my face all bedewed with tears, and looking every way upon the pitiful remainders of our ſhipwrack. <q>Ah! <hi>Eurilus ſaid I,</hi> what would You have us now expect from Heaven, can any thing remain for us in the place and condition we now are, but a miſerable day or two to live in grief, and want of all neceſſaries?</q> With theſe words caſting my eyes again upon the bodies of the two Maids that were drowned, which the Waves had driven to the ſhore, I powred out a ſtream of tears for their loſs, and afflicted my ſelf for it in ſuch a manner, that the care of thoſe which remained could hardly oblige me to take any conſola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion. <q>Ah! <hi>cryed I out,</hi> 'tis not juſt that a life begun by ſuch cruel croſſes, and by the death of thoſe perſons who were dear and faithful to me, ſhould be of a long continuance; and I ſhould offend the Gods who look upon me with indignation, if I ſhould make Prayers to them for an unfortunate perſon, whom they judge to be worthy of their anger. Madam, <hi>ſaid Eurilus to us,</hi> You cannot by any of your actions have drawn the anger of Heaven upon you, and never poſſibly had any Perſon more reaſon than you to expect particular aſſiſtances from thence; the moſt innocent perſons have fallen into the ſame diſaſter which hath lately befallen you, and I have hope ſtill to ſee you reſcued hence, by the protection which without doubt is due from Heaven to your vertue. Let us go then, <hi>Eurilus ſaid I as I roſe up,</hi> and let us not deſpair of Heavens ſuccour, ſince we cannot do it without further provoking of it againſt us.</q> Upon theſe words, after I had given the laſt adieu to thoſe poor Maids, whom they took up, together with the other perſons that were drowned, to render them the laſt devoirs of burial, as the place and condition we were in could permit, I walked by the aſſiſtance of <hi>Eurilus</hi> upon the brink of thoſe Waves, whoſe rage was not yet appeaſed, and we took, under the conduct of thoſe that had already diſcovered it, the plaineſt way to go to the leaſt incommodious place of the little Iland.</p>
               <p>But behold, to entangle me in new diſgraces, much more ſenſible than thoſe to which I ſaw my ſelf already expoſed, 'twas the will of Fortune, that after I had walked near upon an hundred paces upon the ſhore, I ſaw at my foot the body of a Man, which the water had caſt up there upon a plank which he ſtill embraced. I ſtayed my ſelf at this ſpectacle, and thought at firſt that it was one of our people, whoſe loſs we had not obſerved, and I turned my ſelf toward the reſt, to make them ſee if their companion was ſtill in a condition to receive any help, or to cauſe his body to be buried, if he was abſolutely dead; but we quickly changed our opinion when we ſaw the richneſs of his habit, upon which though it was wet and ſoiled with the foam and ſand in ſome places, the Gold was preſently ſpied by thoſe that advanced to his ſuccour. This made them take a little more notice of that per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon; and though I was already caſt down at my own misfortune, and incommodated by the wetneſs of my Garments, I conquered mine own inconvenience by the compaſſion I had upon a perſon faln into the like diſaſter with my ſelf, and <hi>I</hi> ſtaid to ſee his face, and to behold with ſome attention the event of the office which my ſervants went to render him. His Legs were
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ſtill in the water, his body lay along the plank, which he held faſt, and his face was turned towards the ground, and almoſt buried in the ſand. They drew him quite out of the water, and turned his face upwards, but it was ſo covered with foam and ſand, that they could not at firſt perceive the figure of it; they preſently threw water upon him, and when he was cleanſed from the filth which covered him, they perceived as well as the pale wan colour of his face would permit, all the lineaments of an admirable beauty in a perſon of his Sex. His age ſeemed not to be above nineteen years, his Perſon was the moſt com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleat and beſt proportioned in the World, and his long black hair, which the moiſture of the water could not deprive of their natural Curls, hung about his cheeks, and added an extraordinary grace to the whiteneſs of them: but a great part of his Beauties was clouded, his eyes were faſt cloſed, his lips were diſcoloured, and a deadly paleneſs being ſpread all over his viſage had baniſhed thence that vivacity of complexion, which doth ſo advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geouſly ſet off the lineaments and proportion of a handſom face. Yet in this languiſhing form he appeared more comely to me, than all that had been repreſented to my eyes till then, and out of a preſage, whereof the cauſe was unknown to me at that time, <hi>I</hi> felt a throbbing of my heart, which ſeemed to me to foretell part of that which this adventure hath made me ſuffer ſince.</p>
               <p>There appeared but little ſhew of Life in this perſon, but <hi>Eurilus</hi> having laid his hand upon his heart, found there ſome motion and ſome heat: <q>This man is not dead,</q> 
                  <hi>ſaid he:</hi> Then we muſt ſuccour him, <hi>added I preſently,</hi> and give him all the aſſiſtance we can to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavour to ſave his life. Immediately all the perſons that were with us employed them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves about it, and two or three men having taken him up by the feet, and holding his head downwards, the ſalt water, with which his belly was all ſwelled up, began to run out of his mouth in ſuch great abundance that we were ſtruck with wonder how the body of a man could contain ſo much. After he had caſt it all up, he continued ſome moments longer without ſhewing any other ſigns of life than thoſe they had already obſerved, and though I was in an incommodious condition my ſelf, <hi>I</hi> had the patience to wait a while longer to ſee if he would recover his ſenſes. The Gods were pleaſed that my expectation ſhould not be long, and the fair Unknown began, by his motion, to ſhew the effect of the aſſiſtance which had been rendred him; a little after he opened his eyes, and recovered his ſenſes and know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge: <hi>I</hi> was very joyful to ſee him return into that condition, and out of an unknown principle, <hi>I</hi> already intereſſed my ſelf in his preſervation, ſo as I partly ſuſpended the me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory of my own danger. He turned his eyes for a while round about him, to obſerve the place where he was, and Perſons which had ſuccoured him, and his aſtoniſhment diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered its ſelf in his countenance, where the colour began to come again, and with that the exact perfection of beauty in a perſon of his Sex. At the firſt he was troubled to diſcern things, and what to judge of his adventure; but when the vapours that clouded his un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtanding were a little diſſipated, he recalled to memory what had paſſed, he remembred his ſhipwrack, and began to gueſs at part of the truth. When he had a little reflected upon it, he ſate up with a little pain, and looking upon us with eyes which expreſſed the remains of his aſtoniſhment; <q>I know not, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> whether it be by Heavens aſſiſtance, or by Yours that I have recovered my life, but <hi>I</hi> think it is not very long ſince <hi>I</hi> was expoſed to the mercy of the Waves, and <hi>I</hi> am ignorant in what place <hi>I</hi> am, by what means <hi>I</hi> came hither, and to whom I am beholding for my ſafety. You owe it, <hi>replied Eurilus,</hi> to the aſſiſtance of the Gods, and next to them, to perſons whoſe fortune is little different from Yours, and who by a Shipwrack, like You, have been driven upon this little Iſland, with very little hope or means to get out of it, without the extraordinary helping-hand of Heaven.</q> The fair Unknown whoſe memory and underſtanding recovered more and more, and whoſe eyes reſumed a vivacity and sparkling light, which gave an unuſual Luſtre and Majeſty to his countenance, looked upon the preſervers of his life with more affection than before, and having caſt his eyes upon my face, he found ſomething there which gave him a particular reſpect for me.</p>
               <p>I was not clad then in Mans apparel, with which <hi>I</hi> diſguiſed my ſelf to get out of <hi>Bizan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tium</hi> with the more facility; but after we came within ſight of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> out of the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugnance I had to this diſguiſe ſo little ſorting with modeſty as <hi>I</hi> thought, <hi>I</hi> had together with my Woman reſumed the habit of my Sex, to enter in a more decent manner into the Country where I went to ſeek for refuge. The Unknown had no ſooner taken notice of me amongſt the other Perſons that ſtood about me, of whom, by the reſpect they gave me, he judged me to be Miſtreſs, but all his acknowledgment turned towards me, and ſtriving with his feebleneſs to crawl to my feet: Madam, <hi>(ſaid he,</hi> in the Roman Tongue, which was the ſame wherein <hi>Eutilus</hi> had ſpoken to him, and which we all underſtood as well as our own Lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guage,) <q>'tis to you, <hi>I</hi> think, that <hi>I</hi> ought to render thanks conformable to the benefit <hi>I</hi> have
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received of your goodneſs: Though I were not obliged to it by the preſervation of this Life for which I am indebted to You, I would render You that by way of adoration, which acknowledgement orders me to, and from Perſons leſs capable of knowledge, Your face will alwayes receive theſe homages which are due to Divinities: I know not what I can offer You for the ſuccour I have received of You and Yours, and this life which I owe to your aſſiſtances is now of too mean a value to ſatisfie my reſentments: but if, ſuch as it is, I durſt offer it at your feet, I would proteſt to You with the higſteſt truth, that the preſervation of it ſhall not be ſo dear to me, as the occaſions of parting with it for Your intereſts.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The fair Unknown ſpake in this manner, but it was with ſo uncommon a Grace, that in the moſt happy condition of my life I could not have hearkned to him with a more entire attention: And when he had done ſpeaking, looking upon him with a countenance that ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed more ſatisfaction than our preſent Fortune could probably have left me: <q>Neither my perſon, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> nor the aſſiſtance You have received of us can merit either your ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgment, or adorations: the ſuccour that hath been rendered You, as it was due to all Men, ſo it could not be better employed than upon ſuch a perſon as your ſelf: and that which You have obſerved in my countenance (if I may give abſolute credit to your your diſcourſe) could move no other thoughts in you, but what pity might inſpire You with towards perſons reduced into a condition like your own; the aſſiſtance that hath been given You will only ſerve to prolong for a few daies that life which you thought to have loſt upon the Waves, if its continuance be not longer than what we hope for in relation to our own. We are upon this Rock, whither the tempeſt hath driven us an hour ſince, without any Veſſel, with little Victuals, and without any hope of return, if Heaven doth not afford us ſome miraculous ſuccour. Heaven, <hi>replyed the Unknown,</hi> hath not placed in your Perſon whatſoever it had moſt great and admirable, to abandon You in the danger which You repreſent to me, and You ought without doubt to hope from thence whatſoever its providence can perform for thoſe things that are moſt worthyof its pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tection: however it be, if I can be moved with the news that You tell me, 'tisonly in conſideration of your danger, which hath expunged all memory of my own out of my mind, and I ſhould not be ill ſatisfied with my Fortune, if I could ſacrifice this life which I hold of You to the preſervation of Yours.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He had ſpoken more to this purpoſe, if the intereſt which I already took in him had not made me conſider that he was weak and weary, and in a very bad condition in reſpect of his health; he had hardly recovered ſtrength enough to ſtand up, and we were fain to make him lean upon two men, to conduct him with us to a leſs incommodious place, where ſome of our men had already cut down good ſtore of branches, and began to make little Lodgings for to ſhelter us. To be ſhort in my diſcourſe, they made divers of them, and one I cauſed to be given to the Unknown, with two of our men to attend upon him: <hi>I</hi> took one of the moſt ſpacious they could make for my ſelf and my Women, and the Men diſpoſed of themſelves in the reſt. They had ſaved ſome Cloathes which ſerved us whilſt our own were dryed, and they eaſily got fire out of the flints that lay in great number upon the ſhore. <hi>Eurilus</hi> took the care of Husbanding our Proviſions to make them laſt as long as he could, ſeeing all the remainder of our hopes relied upon them, and we could hope for no more but by the miraculous arrival of ſome Veſſel: we made our ſelves beds with leaves, only upon mine they laid ſome part of the Cloathes that were left, that I might lodge with the leſs inconvenience.</p>
               <p>The firſt night paſſed in this manner, part of which I ſpent in ſleep, and the reſt upon the conſideration of the miſery to which I was reduced: I would add, if I durſt, that my thoughts divers times inclined to the remembrance of the fair Unknown, and that in ſpite of misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, I could not baniſh out of my mind, the <hi>Idea</hi> that was eſtabliſhed there, of his majeſtical and ſtately <hi>mine,</hi> and the admirable grace he had in his action and diſcourſe. The reflection I made upon it, did not preſently produce any powerful effect upon me, it only raiſed ſome motions in my mind which I was not uſed to feel: and I took ſome pleaſure in calling to mind the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary things I had obſerved in that unknown perſon.</p>
               <p>The next morning, the firſt thing that came into my thoughts was to enquire how he did; and I had no ſooner done it, but I repented my ſelf of my precipitation, and a bluſh that mounted up into my cheeks, reproached me for having too much care of a Man, who al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready encroached upon my liberty: <q>Ah! <hi>Olympia, ſaid I, upon this conſideration,</hi> what a Fool art thou to caſt thy thoughts upon a Stranger, whom thou never ſaweſt till within theſe few moments? Thou which wouldſt poſſibly have ſeen the greateſt Princes of <hi>Aſia</hi> whole Years in thy ſervice without being moved at it, how little reaſon haſt thou to make any reflection upon a time when all men ought to be baniſhed from thy remembrance,
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and at a time when thou oughteſt to dream upon nothing but thy death, which thou feeſt preſent before thy eyes, and which thou canſt not defer above a few daies? What doth it concern thee to hear news of this ſtrangers health, in a condition wherein the care of thine own would be unprofitable, and the ſaving of thine own life is enough to take up all thy thoughts? And why doſt thou inform thy ſelf of ſome means to get out of this deſart Iſland? Die <hi>Olympia,</hi> ſince thou muſt die, in the free condition wherein thou haſt hitherto kept thy ſelf, and do not permit that purity, to which thou haſt ſacrificed thy life, to be blemiſhed with the leaſt ſtain: Thy thoughts hitherto are innocent, compaſſion and an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary merit might produce them without any culpable effect; but the time, if there remains any longer time to live, may render them leſs excuſable, and 'tis by theſe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginnings that people engage themſelves in that paſſion which I never felt, nor ever had any experience of.</q>
               </p>
               <p>By this diſcourſe I would have fortified my heart againſt the weakneſs whereof I ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpected it, and I took a kind of reſolution to impute all to compaſſion, without any other intereſt, and not look upon this Unknown otherwiſe than I did upon all other Men. I had almoſt formed this deſign, when I was told, that by his reſt the laſt night he was per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectly recovered, and was at the entrance of my Lodging, where he waited till I was in a condition to receive his viſit. As I had not uncloathed my ſelf, ſo I was not troubled to make my ſelf ready, but only raiſing my ſelf from the leaves, where I had paſſed the night with inconvenience enough: I gave order for him to come in: I did verily believe that I could not ſee him without ſome ſmall diſturbance; but, I muſt confeſs, I was much more moved than I feared, and he entred into my Lodging in ſuch a manner as without doubt would have ſurprized a mind better fortified than mine. Whatſoever the Sea, and the toil he had endured the day before, had done to diminiſh his natural beauty, was diſſipated by the repoſe he had taken, the clearneſs of his complexion, the ſparkling of his eyes, and the Majeſty of his port and action were turned with all their ordinary advantages; 'tis cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain that there was not one of thoſe perſons who ſaw him in that condition, but looked upon him with admiration, and took him for a man far different from the ordinary ſort. He was of a taller ſize than ordinary, but ſo ſtraight, ſo clear, and ſo well proportioned, his gate ſo noble, and the air of his countenance compoſed of ſo natural and ſo excellent a grace, that 'twas impoſſible to ſee any thing more compleat in every part. The good opinion I had of him, and the advantagious judgments I made of his exquiſite parts, obliged me to receive him with all the civility I could have rendred to a great Prince; and he accoſted me with all the marks of the moſt profound ſubmiſſion. Yet I obſerved, or at leaſt I thought I did ſo, that before he opened his mouth to ſpeak to me, he continued ſome moments in a maze, and looked upon me with ſome marks of aſtoniſhment and confuſion: He had ſome trouble, as I thought, to recompoſe himſelf upon a ſudden, but having done it laſt, with a boldneſs that is very natural to him: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he, I</hi> come to beg Your pardon for the faults I committed yeſterday in a condition when I was not capable of rendring what I owed to Your Perſon, and the benefit of life which I have received from Your bounty. If the Gods would pleaſe that I might employ the remains of it in your ſervice, the preſervation of it would be much more dear to me than it is out of the natural deſire we have of it; and I ſhould be farther engaged to your ſelf, if you would admit me to the opportunities of teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fying my acknowledgements to You, than I can be to thoſe generous aſſiſtances to which I owe my ſafety.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He uttered theſe words in ſuch a noble and ſuch a charming faſhion, that I continued a while in an incapacity of giving him an anſwer, and 'twas not without trouble that I began at laſt to ſpeak: <q>I am very much ſatisfied, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> to ſee you in a condition ſo different from that wherein you appeared to me yeſterday; and that ſuccour upon which you ſet too high an eſteem, produces in you an acknowledgment which exceeds the benefit: I could wiſh it had been rendred to you to greater purpoſe, and that you had received that from us for many years, which neither you nor we are like to enjoy but for a few daies. Thoſe few daies, <hi>replied the Unknown with a ſigh, and an action wherein there appeared ſomething of an intereſſed perſon,</hi> will be very different to me from thoſe I have paſſed hitherto, and I do not believe that the Gods, by your aſſiſtance, would have ſaved me from a common or ſingle death, to make me periſh by a death which will give me great cauſe to accuſe them of cruelty.</q> I would not ſuddenly penetrate into the ſence of theſe words, though the action of him that uttered them, and mine own inclination made me partly ſuſpect what they meant; I anſwered him likewiſe in ſuch terms as might make him judge that I did not underſtand them. We entred into a converſation full of civility, the handſomneſs of his perſon, and the marks of as high birth, which appeared in his countenance, having wrought in me as much conſideration as I could have had for a great Prince.</p>
               <p>
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The day being clear and fair, and very much different from thoſe which had preceded it, we went out of our Lodging, and walked up and down the little Iſland, which in ſome places we ſhould have found agreeable enough, if we could have looked upon it otherwiſe than upon the place of our Scpulture. <hi>Eurilus</hi> cauſed ſome to ſtand Centinels upon the top of the Rock, to diſcover ſome favourable Veſſel ſent by Heaven for our ſuccour, and our little company did inceſſantly make vows to Heaven to obtain aſſiſtances from thence, of which they had little hope.</p>
               <p>This day being paſſed, the ſucceeding night filled my mind with importunate thoughts, and the <hi>Idea</hi> of the fair Unknown preſented it ſelf, and fixed it ſelf there more pertina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiouſly than I would have deſired: his gallant mind, and the ſweetneſs of his countenance intermingled with Majeſty, his noble deportment, and the admirable grace which attended his diſcourſe and action came again into my memory in a very advantagious form, and made good their poſſeſſion maugre my endeavour to expel them thence. <q>Leave me, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> leave me, troubleſome Idea which preſenteſt thy ſelf to my imagination ſo inconveniently, and unſeaſonably, it muſt be in ſome other Spirit than mine that thou mayſt find part of that complacency which thou ſeekeſt for, but in <hi>Olympia</hi>'s thou ſhalt never produce any effect, if the Gods do not forſake her. If this Unknown be handſome, if he be amiable, if he be admirable in all parts, what doth it concern the unfortunate <hi>Olympia?</hi> And what in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt can ſhe take in a man with whom her acquaintance is out of a days ſtanding, whom ſhe cannot know but for a few daies more, and whom ſhe would not know at all, if that knowledge muſt diſturb her repoſe? Let him ſerve himſelf againſt ſome other heart than mine with all the advantages that he hath received from Heaven and Nature, and let him work admiration and love every where elſe; but let him leave a mind in peace, to which neither nature hath given, nor her Fortune left any diſpoſitions to receive the thought which he would introduce there.</q> By this reaſoning with my ſelf I put off for ſome mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments this perſecuting remembrance, and embraced, as I thought very ſtrongly, a reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lution never to think upon him more: But a little after, maugre my reſolution, this im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunate Image came again into my memory, and made me fix my thoughts in ſpite of my teeth, upon the conſideration of thoſe marvels which I had found in the perſon of the Unknown: This agitation of my ſpirit permitted no acceſs to ſleep, and ſeeing the greateſt part of the night was paſſed, and I had not been able to cloſe my eyes, I began to be really angry both with theſe thoughts, till then unknown to my ſpirit, and with him that cauſed them. <q>What, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> ſhall this Unknown uſurp that already with authority, which poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly he would not have ſufficiently purchaſed all his life-time? Have I ſcarcely ſeen him, and muſt he oppoſe my ſleep, and encroach upon my repoſe and liberty? In a condition of life when I ought to think upon nothing but death, ſhall he alone be capable to with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hold my thoughts? and ſhall he poſſeſs them ſo, that I ſhould loſe my ſleep, my repoſe and liberty? Ah! my liberty, Ah! my repoſe, ye are but weakly grounded in my ſoul, if the firſt ſight of a man can ſo eaſily overthrow you, and if you abandon me for having ſeen a man a few moments, in whom poſſibly all appearances are deceitful; a man that poſſibly hath nothing amiable but that outſide which blinded me at firſt ſight; a Man, it may be of no Birth or Vertue; a Man which loves me not, nor poſſibly ever will whilſt he lives. Wilt thou <hi>Olympia,</hi> hazard thy affections upon ſuch doubtful terms? and are they of ſo little value that thou oughteſt not to ſettle them in a place conformable to thy birth, and the profeſſion which hitherto thou haſt made of a large ſhare of vertue? It would have been much better for thee, if thou hadſt been buried under thoſe Waves which have ſpared thee, or if they had ſwallowed up this Enemy which they have driven upon this ſhore to ruine thee: and if thou findeſt thy ſelf ſo weak as to ſuffer thy ſelf to be ſo taken with the ſeducing charm, which appears in his face, thou muſt hate him as a Monſter ready to devour thee, or at leaſt thou muſt avoid him as an enemy ready armed for thy deſtruction.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words I really gave way to ſome reſentments, and ſome motions of choler againſt him, and making a very violent effort upon theſe importunate thoughts, I deli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered them in ſuch a manner, that a little after I fell faſt a ſleep: But in my ſleep I was more ſtrongly aſſaulted, and I was hardly aſleep but the cruel enemy of my repoſe preſented him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf before me with ſomething more great and more extraordinary than all I had obſerved till then, and looking upon me with a countenance, which as full of paſſion as it ſeemed to be, did yet expreſs a great confidence in his fortune: <q>
                     <hi>Olympia, ſaid he,</hi> in vain doſt thou arm thy ſelf againſt me, let the deſtinies take their courſe, 'tis to no purpoſe to oppoſe them, 'tis the will of Heaven that you ſhould love me, 'tis for me only that thou haſt been brought upon this ſhore, I am not unworthy of thy affections, and howſoever thou would<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt diſpoſe of them, I tell thee from the Gods that 'tis for me that they are abſolutely reſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved.</q> It ſeemed to me that as he finiſhed theſe words, and was going from me, he laid his
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hand upon his heart to ſhew me the wound I had made there. I awaked a little after, ſo troubled with my dream, that I could not recompoſe my ſelf, I knew not whether I ought to take it as a real advice from Heaven, which amongſt the vapours of ſleep doth frequently acquaint us with future things, or for an effect of thoſe thoughts which had ſo ſtrongly agita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted me when I was awake: Howſoever it was, I could not hinder my ſelf from being moved at it in ſuch a manner, that I had hardly any knowledge or uſe of reaſon; and the Idea of that which was preſented to me during my ſleep was ſo ſtrongly imprinted in my imagination that I could not diſ-engage my memory for a moment.</p>
               <p>After I had meditated a good while upon this, not being able to quit my ſelf of this per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinacious Image: <q>Ah! Gods, <hi>ſaid I within my ſelf with a ſigh,</hi> can it be poſſible that my deſtiny ſhould be ſuch as ye tell me by the mouth of this enemy of mine? and that ye have brought me out of my native Country, and cauſed me to ſuffer ſhipwrack upon this Rock to ſee there the cruel effect of his threatnings. If it be your intention, great Gods! I know it would be but in vain for me to reſiſt it, but till I am more fully informed by ſome other way, than by a mouth which I very much ſuſpect, I will defend my ſelf with all my power againſt the aſſaults of this preſumptuous perſon, who hath already ſo much confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence either in his merit or in his fortune.</q> This was then my intention, and I really ſum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moned to my aſſiſtance all the reſentment and choler I could form againſt this audacious perſon which had ſo highly threatned me. For all this it was impoſſible for me to ſleep one moment longer, but I felt my ſelf ſo tired with watching, and the perſecution I had ſuffered from my importunate thoughts, that I deſired to beſtow part of the day in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſing my mind and body, and it was almoſt Noon before I thought of quitting my ſorry Lodging.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ericia</hi> coming to me about that time asked me if I would not riſe, and told me that the Unknown was at the entrance of my Cabbin, and enquired how I did, and if he might be permitted to give me Good Morrow. My bloud was moved at <hi>Ericia</hi>'s diſcourſe, and ral<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lying up all the reſentment wherewith I had fortified my ſelf? <q>
                     <hi>I</hi> cannot ſee him to day, <hi>ſaid I to Ericia,</hi> tell him <hi>I</hi> am diſpoſed, and do you keep him company if you will, for he cannot poſſibly expect mine.</q> Theſe words eſcaped me before <hi>Ericia,</hi> and I ſhould have been very ſorry, if it had been before any body elſe, but this Maid, whom <hi>I</hi> have alwaies truſted with my moſt ſecret thoughts. She was troubled at this diſcourſe and at the action with which I pronounced it, and fearing I had received ſome diſpleaſure from the Unknown: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> have you any occaſion to complain of this Man, who is beholding to You for his life, and expreſſes ſuch great reſentments of that obligation? No <hi>ſaid I,</hi> but <hi>I</hi> cannot ſee him, go and entertain him if thou wilt, and leave me a little to my repoſe.</q> 
                  <hi>Ericia</hi> did as <hi>I</hi> gave order, and a little after my Governeſs coming to me, <hi>I</hi> told her that <hi>I</hi> was troubled with a pain in my head, occaſioned by my want of reſt that night, and <hi>I</hi> would try if I could take the other nap.</p>
               <p>It would be a hard matter for me, fair Princeſſes, to repreſent to you what the agitation of my Spirit was at that time, I know very well of all the paſſions which ſtrove for place there, choler took up the moſt room, and <hi>I</hi> was ſo ill ſatisfied with my ſelf, for the weakneſs <hi>I</hi> ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved in my ſelf, that I thought my ſelf unworthy of my own eſteem and amity. <q>What, <hi>ſaid I ſighing,</hi> what <hi>Olympia,</hi> in one day, and with a ſtranger too? With a ſtranger, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peated I:</hi> and in one day, <hi>Olympia:</hi> Theſe thoughts turmoiled me in ſuch a manner all that day, that my mind enjoyed not one moment of repoſe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Ericia,</hi> as <hi>I</hi> had commanded her, went to entertain the fair Unknown, and ſhe had no ſooner acquainted him (as ſhe told me afterwards) that <hi>I</hi> would not ſee him that day; but ſhe obſerved great ſigns of ſadneſs in his countenance. After he had kept his eyes fixed upon the ground a while, looking this Maid in the face with an afflicted air; <q>Could it be poſſible, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that I ſhould be importunately troubleſome to your Lady, or that I ſhould be ſo unfortunate as to diſpleaſe her by any of my actions? No certainly, <hi>replyed Ericia,</hi> conſidering the manner of the converſation you have had with her, it would be hard if ſhe ſhould have received any trouble or diſpleaſure from you: but ſhe is a little indiſpoſed, and 'tis wonder, that conſidering what ſhe ſuffered at Sea, and endures ſtill by her bad lodging, her ſorry bedding and the inconvenience of all manner of things which without doubt might alter a complexion much leſs delicate than hers.</q> If the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known was troubled out of fear of having diſpleaſed me, he was no leſs afflicted with the opinion he conceived of my indiſpoſition, and looking upon <hi>Ericia</hi> with an action that ſigni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied to her that he took a great deal of intereſt in me already: <q>
                     <hi>I</hi> would willingly render back, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> this life of mine to the Waves, from whence you have reſcued it, if any one of my actions hath been diſagreeable to that Princeſs, to whom <hi>I</hi> owe all; both in reſpect of the infinite merit of her perſon, and the preſervation of my life. But though
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that misfortune ſhould not betide me, <hi>I</hi> cannot but be very unhappy in the knowledge you give me of her indiſpoſition, and <hi>I</hi> cannot but be nearly ſenſible of all the ills to which a perſon ſo extraordinary, and to whom I am ſo much obliged, can be expoſed. Her malady is not very great, <hi>replied Ericia,</hi> ſhe is only troubled with a pain in her head, proceeding from want of reſt all night. If watching, <hi>anſwered the Unknown,</hi> and the loſs of reſt muſt produce this effect upon a complexion ſomewhat ſtronger than hers, there are ſome poſſibly that would be more indiſpoſed than the Princeſs is, and without doubt they would have given ſomething more precious than their health for the return and preſervation of hers.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He had divers other diſcourſes with her, by which he diſcovered ſome diſorder and alte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration in his Soul, till dinner time, and then he dined with her, and <hi>Eurilus,</hi> and my Go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verneſs, I keeping cloſe though with a great deal of pain, to the reſolution I had taken not ſee him that day.</p>
               <p>The ſucceeding night was as reſtleſs to me as that which went before, and the next day endeavouring to make my ſpirit yield to the conſtraint, which <hi>I</hi> had laid upon it the day be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, and to hinder my ſelf from ſeeing the cruel enemy of my repoſe, that in ſo ſmall a time had made ſuch ſtrange depredations in my ſoul, 'twas impoſſible for me to diſpoſe my ſelf to it, and to deny <hi>Ericia</hi> the permiſſion to ſee me, which ſhe deſired on his behalf. I ſaw him, not without trouble and emotion, <hi>I</hi> ſaw him as he appeared to me in my dream, which came inceſſantly into my remembrance, and <hi>I</hi> ſaw him in a condition capable to overthrow all the reſentments that <hi>I</hi> had muſtered up againſt him in my ſpirit. He ſpake to me, as I thought, with a great deal leſs aſſurance than before, and <hi>I</hi> believed that every time <hi>I</hi> ſpake to him, <hi>I</hi> diſcovered ſome part of my own diſorder.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>I</hi> will not amuſe you with the particularities of all our diſcourſe, which proceeded no farther yet, than to things indifferent, or at leaſt very diſtant from thoſe thoughts which took up the moſt room in our Spirits; we talked concerning the incommodities and miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries of our ſhipwrack, what hopes we had of our ſafety from Heaven, and what reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion we ought to take to die couragiouſly, if we received no ſuccour, before the little pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viſion we had was ſpent: and when we were upon this Subject, I plainly perceived that the fair Unknown expreſſed more reſentment for the danger which threatned me, than for his own. The more he proceeded in his diſcourſe, the more he ſpake to me with an aſſured countenance, his words were alwaies accompanied with ſighs, and his looks, which were ſometimes fixed upon my face, loſt all their confidence, when I looked upon him: Though I had no deſign to engage my ſelf to this Unknown perſon, who probably was not of a Birth proportionable to mine, and with whom, in the evident danger we were, I could not con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tract any friendſhip without the imputation of folly, yet I confeſs, my heart having made him way, it was with ſome joy that I obſerved this alteration in his ſpirit, and having been afraid till then, that, beſides the diſproportion of his birth, he had but little diſpoſition to love me, I could not begin to diſſipate that fear without ſome ſatisfaction. I had a great deſire to be informed by him of his Name, his Country and Extraction, but then I met with great difficulties, and I no ſooner opened my mouth to ask him about the buſineſs, but it was ſtopped with the fear I had to underſtand ſomething that might dſpleaſe me; He was not forward of himſelf to declare himſelf, and I durſt not venture to deſire any ful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ler intelligence of him, for fear of finding ſomething in his extraction that might make me condemn the thoughts I had for him. This fear really hindred me from expreſſing my cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rioſity, and alwaies when this deſire urged me, this fear expelled it ſo, that I had not the confidence ſo much as to enquire of <hi>Ericia,</hi> to whom he might have diſcovered himſelf more familiarly, than to me.</p>
               <p>Divers daies paſſed in this manner, I not daring to inform my ſelf any farther, and in the interim I found ſo many amiable parts in this Unknown, or rather ſo many parts ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of ſurprizing the hearts and ſouls of perſons leſs apt to receive the impreſſions of Love, that neither the difference that <hi>I</hi> believed to be between our conditions, nor the uncertainty of being beloved by him, nor the apprehenſion of an approaching death where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with we were ſo evidently threatned, could hinder me, fair Princeſſes, <hi>(I</hi> ſpeak it with ſome confuſion) could hinder me, I ſay, from loving him. It muſt needs be that this affection was decreed from above, ſeeing it received its original by ſuch extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary wayes, and in a condition when, according to all probability, our Spirits ſhould have been incapable of its impreſſions: but in concluſion, whether it were out of Sym<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pathy which ordinarily produces ſuch effects, or by deſtiny which acted conformably to my dream in this adventure, I began to love this Unknown to the prejudice of mine own intereſts, and all the reſiſtance <hi>I</hi> could make, was not ſtrong enough to defend the entrance of my heart.</p>
               <p>
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I fear, Ladies, that you have not indulgence enough to pardon this weakneſs in me, and that you have reaſon to find it a thing very much to be condemned in a Kings Daughter, to have ſo haſtily engaged her inclinations to a man of whom ſhe had no knowledge, but the good opinion ſhe had conceived of his perſon; one that ſhe had never ſeen but a few dayes befoee, and to whom ſhe was not beholding for any ſervice, or obligation: and truely I will not excuſe it, either by the extraordinary merit of the Unknown, or by any of thoſe reaſons which are wont to be alledged in a juſtification of this nature, but I will impute it only to the force of my deſtinie, which, as you will judge by the ſequel of my diſcourſe, acted extraordinarily in this engagement of my ſoul. 'Tis true I began to love this fair Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known, whatſoever endeavours I uſed to the contrary, but I conſerved command enough over this growing affection, to frame a very ſtrong reſolution, never to make the leaſt diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covery of it, till I knew that his condition was ſuch, that without any blame I might hope one day to receive him for my Husband (if the Gods were pleaſed to prolong our daies by thoſe ſuccours which were neceſſary for us to get out of this little deſart Iſland, where in all likelihood we could hope for nothing but death) and if it were my misfortune not to find him ſuch as I might deſire, to ſuffer death rather than ever to declare to him my affection, in which without eclipſing my honour, and incurring reproach, I could not rationally expect any good ſucceſs. This was my reſolution, and I found my ſelf capable of putting it in execution, a great deal more than I was to reſiſt this paſſion, which had aſſailed me with ſo much impetuoſity, and from this moment I began to curb my looks, and to lay a reſtraint upon all things that might give the Unknown any intelligence of the advantage he had gotten upon my Spirit: I entertained him as ſeldom as in civility <hi>I</hi> could, and he ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerving that I retracted ſomewhat of that which I permitted him at firſt, became a great deal ſadder than ordinary, and favoured my deſign himſelf, more than I would have wiſhed, in ſeeking ſolitude in the moſt retired places of our little Iſland. I confeſs for all that I was troubled at it, and though <hi>I</hi> did all that <hi>I</hi> could poſſibly to avoid him, yet my deſire was that my diſtance only might ſeparate us one from another, without his contributing any thing on his part, and <hi>I</hi> was well pleaſed thai he ſhould look after me, though <hi>I</hi> was ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times troubled to meet him. Yet the complacency I had with my affection made me ſuſpect that it was not out of averſion that he kept from me, and that I had poſſibly wrought ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing upon his Spirit which rendred him more circumſpect in avoiding the occaſions of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſing me, but the uncertainty <hi>I</hi> was in very much troubled me, and the condition of my Spirit being ſtrangely changed, I was as much afraid then, that I was not beloved by him, as I was at firſt that <hi>I</hi> loved him better than I ſhould do.</p>
               <p>Whilſt we were upon theſe terms, when any other Spirits than ours, would have found another ſubject for their thoughts than that which took up ours, we ſaw no Veſſel appear to ſuccour us, and our proviſions decreaſed in ſuch a manner, that we had no more left than for eight daies: 'Tis true our men had found an invention to catch fiſh, and there was in that little Iſland a ſpring of freſh water, and by that means we hoped to ſpin out our daies a little longer, when all our other Victuals failed us; but this was but a very ſorry ſhift, and there was little probability that a tender complexion ſhould long ſubſiſt upon no nouriſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment but only Fiſh and Water, beſides the incommodities of lodging and bedding, might in time ruine a more robuſtious conſtitution than mine. All our people were in a very de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolate condition, and though they expected ſome return of the Prayers which they conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nually made to Heaven, all hope had almoſt deſerted them. I was the leaſt troubled at the apprehenſions of death, and the Unknown made it ſufficiently appear to me, that if he was moved at it, 'twas not upon the only conſideration of his own life. <q>I ſhould be very un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate, <hi>ſaid he to me one day,</hi> if I had only prolonged my life to ſee the end of yours; and the ſuccour I received from your goodneſs would be very cruel to me, if I muſt pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chaſe theſe few daies which it hath added to mine by the greateſt of all diſpleaſure under which a courage can ſuffer. Ah! If my deſtinie be ſo, I may well excuſe Heaven to my laſt gaſp, for not permitting me to loſe my life amongſt the waves where all my company have ſound their ſepulture. If that muſt happen, <hi>anſwered I,</hi> we muſt conform our ſelves to the will of the Gods, who with ſoveraign authority diſpoſe of our daies, and your murmuring will not make them change their decrees. No, <hi>added the Unknown,</hi> but it will convince them of cruelty and injuſtice, and where there is ſo juſt a cauſe of complaint, it it is no eaſie thing to keep within the bounds of an abſolute moderation. Vertue, <hi>replied I,</hi> ought to produce this effect in us, and from that only we may receive ability to ſupport the utmoſt rigour of our deſtinie. Ah! Vertue, <hi>cried he with a ſigh,</hi> if thou oughteſt to ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cour me, why is thy aſſiſtance ſo ſlow, and why haſt thou not defended me in a far greater neceſſity than this danger is to which our lives are now expoſed. Ah! Madam, <hi>continued he, looking upon me with an ill aſſured countenance,</hi> how much inequality will there be, if the
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Gods have ſo decreed it, the end of our dayes, and how great ought the difference to be between our grief in reſpect of the loſſes we muſt have?</q> In uttering theſe words he let fall ſome tears, and I was ſo moved at them, that I had almoſt let him underſtand by ſome marks of weakneſs, that in the death which we expected, or in the thought which then took up our ſpirits, there was no ſuch great difference as he imagined.</p>
               <p>We paſſed divers days in this manner, without his giving me any more particular know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge of his cruel inquietudes, which I could not impute only to the fear of death, and he went alone to ſpend the greateſt part of the day in the moſt private and unfrequented parts of the little Iſland, that he might not be interrupted in his muſing and melancholy humour; and at thoſe hours when he was obliged in civility to viſit me, accoſted me, and ſpake to me with a countenance ſo troubled, and ſo different from that which he had ſhewed me ſome days be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, that it was eaſie to judge by exterior appearances, that he had inwardly received ſome powerful alteration. According to his example I ſought occaſions of ſolitude, and oftentimes quitting the company of my governeſs and <hi>Eurilus, I</hi> went abroad to walk with <hi>Ericia</hi> only, in thoſe places where we might be leaſt diſturbed in our converſation. This Maid had related to me the diſcourſe ſhe had heard from the mouth of the Unknown, in which one might eaſily obſerve ſome particular intereſt; and having an abſolute confidence in her, I had diſcovered to her, though with a little ſhame, all my moſt ſecret thoughts, and the inclination I had for the Unknown. <hi>Ericia</hi> was not troubled at this declaration; and whether it were that her condemning me, or whether ſhe was favourable to the man, becauſe ſhe ſuſpected his thoughts to be of the ſame nature with mine, ſhe did not ſtrive to ſuppreſs this inclination in the birth, but oftentimes told me, that if any man was capable of producing a ſudden affection, without doubt it was the Unknown, and that if it pleaſed the Gods that he were of a birth never ſo little near to mine, one could not ſee a couple in the world better matched. This indulgence which <hi>Ericia</hi> had for my thoughts, made me love him the more, and I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clared my mind to her with the greater liberty. We often made conjectures together, upon the actions and diſcourſes of this man, to judge if <hi>I</hi> was beloved by him, and though we had great ſuſpitions of it, we were ſtill in uncertainty, when fortune ſent us an occaſion to clear our doubts.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>I</hi> went one day out of my lodging, only with this Maid, to entertain my ſelf with her con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerning that which at that time wholly imployed my thoughts, and leaning upon her arms, <hi>I</hi> walked to the leaſt frequented parts of the little Iſland, when approaching to one of the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tremities of it, where there was a little thicket of trees, and ſome points of a Rock above the Shore, <hi>Ericia</hi> made me take notice of divers inſcriptions engraved upon the bark of the trees with a bodkin, or the point of a knife; the letters which compoſed the inſcriptions were <hi>Greek,</hi> and the little knowledge we had of that Character hindred us from diſcerning them handſomely; but among the inſcriptions there were wounded hearts, True-lovers-knots, and other pretty repreſentations much uſed amongſt amorous perſons. We were amazed at firſt at this accident; and in regard the Letters were but newly cut, we knew very weil they could not have been there long, and that conſequently they were made by ſome perſon then in the Iſland. Amongſt my retinue, I judged that none but <hi>Eurilus</hi> was capable of theſe things, and yet both his age, and his humour too, in the condition we then were, were ſo little conformable to his gallantry, that <hi>I</hi> could not accuſe him of it, and <hi>I</hi> was immediate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly of <hi>Ericia</hi>'s judgment, that it muſt needs come from the fair Unknown. <q>Never believe me, <hi>ſaid Ericia,</hi> if theſe be not the effects of that which I have ſo much ſuſpected, and if this man, who is as paſſionate in my imagination as any man can be, doth not communi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cate to trees and things inſenſible, that which his reſpect and the fear of diſpleaſing you hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders him from diſcovering to you.</q> I was almoſt of her opinion, but I anſwered only with a ſigh, which I could not poſſibly contain, and leaning my head upon hers, I looked upon the inſcriptions in ſeveral places with ſome tenderneſs and intereſt: But a little after, <hi>Ericia</hi> being gone a few paces from me, found ſome words upon the Rock written in <hi>Latin,</hi> which ſhe underſtood; And after ſhe had read them, returning to me with extraordinary ſpeed: <q>I pray, Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> be pleaſed to take the pains to come and ſee ſome things that will fully confirm you in the judgment we have made.</q> And with theſe words, pulling me by the arm, ſhe lead me to the foot of the Rock, which ſtood over the ſhore, where amongſt divers Characters like to thoſe which were upon the trees, I ſaw theſe words engraved in the ſame manner in the <hi>Roman</hi> language. <q>Here languiſhes, here declares its paſſion to things incapable of knowledge, an heart inflamed with love, an heart upon which reſpect layes a cruel violence: Ye inſenſible witneſſes and confidents to whom <hi>I</hi> communicate my dear ſecret, be ye as diſcreet as he that truſted you.</q> And a little lower were written theſe words in the ſame language and character: <q>Why have the Gods preſerved me from the water, to make me periſh in the fire? why have they hindred me from dying free, to make me
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die a Slave, and in what could this change of my deſtiny advantage their glory?</q> In another place a little further off were engraven theſe words. <q>I do not complain of thee, my heart, I do not complain of thee my liberty, your deſtiny could not be more honourable than to be ſacrificed to the divine O.</q> There was no more than this firſt Letter of my name; but I was almoſt confident that by this beginning he meant <hi>Olympia,</hi> and with a new emotion which this ſight cauſed in me, I continued to that which followed in this manner: <q>But my heart! but my liberty, to what end do ye hazard your ſelves? do ye believe that in be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtowing your ſelves upon this divinity, ye have made her a preſent worthy of her ſelf, and do ye know that eternal ſufferings are all the reward ye can hope for thence? Suffer then, my heart, theſe glorious pains, and never complain of them, ſince you have ſubmitted to them without reſiſtance, and Heaven it ſelf contributes thereto.</q> I finiſhed the reading of theſe words with pain, and not being ignorant, as I thought, either of the cauſe or the au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thor, I could not read them without taking an intereſt in them, which cauſed an extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary emotion in them, ſat down upon the body of a tree that lay cloſe by me, and leaning my head upon both my hands, I began to meditate upon this adventure, when <hi>Ericia</hi> coming to me: <q>Well Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> do you not think that I am right in my conjectures? I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that the Unknown may have written theſe words, and I tell thee more, if thou wilt, that I will not aſſure thee that he did not write them for me; but though it were true that he loved me ardently, if he be not of an extraction worthy to be allayed with mine, what can I expect from his love but a torment to my ſoul, and an eternal diſpleaſure? and though by an extraordinary favour of Heaven, his birth ſhould prove ſuch as I could deſire it, what can <hi>I</hi> expect in our preſent condition, whilſt we look for death, which threatens us both within a few days?</q>
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               <p>I ſpeak theſe words ſimply, not believing that they were over-heard, but I was deceived; for the Unknown of whom we ſpake, lay about four paces from us, within a point of a Rock, from whence he had ſeen all our actions, and heard all our diſcourſe. At theſe laſt words which he had heard, ſuppoſing he had found the faireſt occaſion that ever he could hope for in his life to preſent and declare himſelf to me, he roſe, and diſcovered himſelf to me in ſuch an unexpected manner, that <hi>I</hi> cannot yet call to mind that adventure without ſome aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment. The place where I ſaw him was ſo near to me, and <hi>I</hi> could not but believe immedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ately that he had heard my diſcourſe, that I was ſo full of ſhame and confuſion at it, that my countenance changed colour a hundred times in a moment, and not finding confidence enough in my ſelf to look in the man's face, who had learned ſo much of my ſecret, contrary to my intention, I could do nothing elſe but turn my head the other way, and lean it upon <hi>Ericia</hi>'s ſhoulder.</p>
               <p>In the mean time he drew near me with an unſteady pace, and as I underſtood by <hi>Ericia</hi> afterwards, with a diffident countenance; he caſt himſelf preſently at my knees, he fixed his eyes upon the ground, which he durſt not raiſe up to my face, and beginning to ſpeak with ſuch a tone of voice, as, in ſpite of his natural boldneſs diſcovered the fear and trouble of his ſpirit: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I would not preſent my ſelf to you in the criminal condition, wherein I now appear, if in my conſcience I did not know my ſelf to be very innocent in relation to You: I have thoughts of adoration for you which I cannot deny, but they are ſo conformable to thoſe which we have for the Gods, that if you were deveſted of all that is humane, you could not poſſibly find in them any real ſubject of offence. If ſilence was ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary to obſerve religiouſly the reſpect which is due to you, Heaven is my witneſs, that I have not violated it, but have been betrayed, contrary to my intentions, by thoſe ſenſible things in which I imprudently confided; If my raſhneſs diſpleaſe you, howſoever I would excuſe it, I will inflict that puniſhment upon it which it deſerves, by throwing again amongſt the Waves that which you have ſaved from thence, &amp; depriving this unfortunate man of your ſight for ever, whoſe audacious thoughts have been capable of meriting your anger: but if they may find any juſtification in thoſe things which poſſibly render them a little leſs diſpro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portionable than they have appeared to You, I will take the liberty to tell You, Madam, that if by any perſon and my ſervices I can merit any approbation from your goodneſs, you will not poſſibly find any thing in my birth which may make You condemn it, and that I am born of a blood ſufficiently noble to entitle my thoughts to any thing that a man can aſpire to.</q> The Unknown expreſſed himſelf thus, with a grace and action which notwithſtanding his pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrate humility, did marvellouſly authorize his diſcourſe; and in his laſt words I found ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing ſo agreeable to me, and ſo ſatisfactory againſt the doubt which I had of his birth, that the trouble which had ſeized me was partly diſſipated, and the reſentments I had againſt his raſhneſs began inſenſibly to grow calm.</p>
               <p>By little and little I turned my eyes towards his face, and in this ſubmiſſive humble condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, <hi>I</hi> found it ſo handſome, and ſo capable of making it ſelf beloved and of diſarming my
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anger, that when I thought to open my mouth to condemn his temerity with words of rigor, my heart could never conſent to it, but ſtifled in my mouth the diſcourſe I intended. I turned away my eyes once more from his face, to recall a reſolution which this ſight did too ſtrongly oppoſe, and I began to examine my ſelf, and ſtudy what diſcourſe to make to reconcile my duty with my inclination, or to comply with my inclination without offend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing againſt my duty. I know not whether my ſilence and confuſed action did embolden him, but after he had waited a while for my anſwer, ſeeing that I opened not my mouth to reply: <q>I ſee very well, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that my raſhneſs is condemned, and 'tis reaſonable that I ſhould expiate the offence <hi>I</hi> have done You with that which <hi>I</hi> owe to Your goodneſs, I will willingly ſacrifice it on that ſcore, and all the regret I can have in ſo doing, will be, that in parting only with my life, <hi>I</hi> ſhall part with nothing that is mine for the reparation of my crime. Command me, Madam, to reſtore back again to the Sea, that which by a ſecret order of Heaven, it threw at your feet, or command me to take out of the World this object of your reſentment by any other way that is capable of giving you ſatisfaction: and if You find me ſlow in obeying you, judge, as you may have reaſon to do, that I have undertaken to ſerve you with a courage too low for ſo high an enterpriſe; or if Heaven, which hath ſubjected me to you by ſo uncommon a way, ſtirs up Your pity in my favour, and diſpoſes You to ſuffer my adorations, as it ſuffers them it ſelf, do not oppoſe thoſe piti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful inſpirations, and look with a gentle eye upon the moſt religious and ſubmiſſive ſlave that ever your divine beauties could make conqueſt of.</q> Whilſt he was pronouncing theſe laſt words, I had a little recompoſed my ſelf, but not ſo much neither, but that there remained enough diſorder and confuſion in my ſoul to hinder me from forming any rational diſcourſe. I turned my ſelf a little towards him, and ſeeing him in that ſubmiſſive poſture, which he had uſed all the time. <q>And who art thou, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that comeſt to aſſault my heart with ſuch arms as oblige me to look upon thee as my enemy, and one who in a place, and a condition where, and when we expect nothing but death, endeavoureſt to trouble the tranquillity of my laſt days? What is thy thought, what are thy hopes, what is it thou deſireſt of me? I offer you, <hi>replyed the Unknown,</hi> I offer You a heart that was never offered to any but Your ſelf, and ſacrifice unto You the moſt innocent thoughts that ever any mind concei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved; I onely deſire You to allow of this reſpectful paſſion which fixes me at Your feet for that ſhort time of my life which yet remains, the fear of approaching death which You ſet before my eyes, hath not been able to oppoſe its birth, and if it pleaſe the Gods that our days receive their period in this place where we ſeem to be deſerted by their aſſiſtance, the glory of theſe laſt days when you have owned them, will be more dear to me, than all the time of my life I have paſſed hitherto in a more compoſed condition; if <hi>I</hi> trouble the repoſe of Your days, and make an attempt upon Your heart with arms too weak to make any im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion there, impute it to Your own powers which are too ſtrong to find any reſiſtance in a ſoul that is ſuſceptible of love, and to the deſtinies which have acted after an extraordinary manner in this engagement of my liberty.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Whilſt he was ſpeaking in this manner, by little and little I inured my ſelf to look upon him, and hearken to him, and to a mind prepoſſeſſed as mine was, all things appeared in him ſo agreeable and ſo advantagious, that I could no longer retain the motions of my inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, which urged me to let him know that I did not hate him. In concluſion <hi>I</hi> could not be ſo much Miſtreſs over them, but that I bluſhed and expreſſed my ſelf to him in ſuch terms as quickly diſcovered my thoughts to him. <q>I ſee nothing in Your perſon, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> but what appears to be worthy of eſteem, and your thoughts do not ſeem ſo criminal to me, but that with a little indulgence they might be excuſed if they were accompanied with that which ought to authorize them: but two obſtacles are in the way, which ſhould have ſtifled ſuch thoughts, the hunger in which we are, when probably ſuch a paſſion as you repreſent to me could not but have an unſeaſonable birth, and my extraction which ought to have ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinguiſhed all your hopes, if You be not of a blood proportionable to Your deſigns.</q> I pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nounced theſe words with ſo much ſhame, that it hindred me from proceeding, but the face of the unknown was filled in a moment with all the marks of joy, and beginning to ſpeak with an action full of tranſport: <q>As for the fear of death, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> Madam I confeſs it hath not been powerful enough to blot out of my heart the fair image you have imprinted there: and as for the conſideration of your birth, that hath not extinquiſhed my hopes, becauſe I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved (if I may ſay ſo with reſpect) that the blood from whence I am deſcended is not infe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rior to yours: <hi>I</hi> will no longer conceal from you who I am, and if you had given me order, I had diſcovered to you ſooner a truth, which poſſibly would have made you find leſs crime in my audacious thoughts. I am—</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Olympia</hi> would have proceeded, when <hi>Ericia</hi> who ſtood at the entrance of the Arbor, to hinder her from being ſurprized in her diſcourſe, gave notice that <hi>Cornelius</hi> was coming,
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and immediately after, the Princeſſes ſaw him approach, attended upon by divers of his fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowers. <hi>Olympia</hi> preſently removed from the place where ſhe was ſeated, that ſhe might not be taken for any other than a Slave; both <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace</hi> received a very ſenſible diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure to ſee her narration interrupted when their curioſity expected moſt ſatisfaction; and they would have been more troubled at it if they had not hoped to prevail with her to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſume her diſcourſe when they ſhould be freed from <hi>Cornelius</hi> his company, and in the mean time, with ſome marks of diſcontent they roſe up to receive him. After he had given them the time of the day, and by ſome expreſſions of civility, wherein his looks ſpake particularly to <hi>Candace,</hi> he had ſignified to them that the care he had of their repoſe and divertiſement, had held them that morning in ſome inquietude, he obliged them to return to their appartments, to take their repaſt, and the hour being already come. The Princeſſes could not contradict him, and taking leave with their eyes of <hi>Olympia,</hi> who with <hi>Ericia</hi> turned another way, they not daring to make any greater demonſtration for fear of diſcovering her, they marched along with <hi>Cornelius</hi> through a ſpacious Alley to the ſtairs by which they had deſcended into the Garden, and from thence into the Hall, where their Dinner was prepared.</p>
               <p>They were at the end of their repaſt, when the <hi>Pretor</hi> had intelligence, that a body of two or three hundred horſe were lately entred into the City, and preſently after he was told it was <hi>Agrippa,</hi> the worthy Favourite of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> whom Verture rather than fortune had advanced to the higheſt dignities of the Empire, who for ſome affairs that obliged him to it, came to ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rive at <hi>Alexandria</hi> ſome days before the Emperor. He was already in the Court of the Palace, when <hi>Cornelius</hi> underſtood that it was he, and he was much troubled that he had not been informed ſooner of his arrival, that he might have gone to meet him, and render him that which was due to his Merit and Fortune; He haſted to him with all the ſpeed he poſſibly could, but he could not be ſo nimble, but that he found him already upon the ſtairs followed by a ſtately retinue of the young <hi>Roman</hi> Nobility, whom his vertue and generous humor en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaged to his perſon, more than his favor. If <hi>Agrippa</hi> was the chief at <hi>Rome,</hi> in regard of his great credit, and the eſteem both of the Emperour and People; or at leaſt, if <hi>Marcellus</hi> did diſpute thoſe advantages with him, whom his youth had not as yet permitted to manage important affairs of State, and to have great commands of Armies, wherein <hi>Agrippa</hi> had ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quired ſo high a reputation, <hi>Cornelius</hi> was likewiſe one of the moſt conſiderable Perſons of the Empire; and if he made <hi>Agrippa</hi> the moſt honourable reception that he could deviſe, <hi>Agrippa</hi> converſed with him too, as with a man who was dear to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and placed in the faireſt dig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nities. <hi>Gallus</hi> complained of him at the firſt for coming in this manner, without giving him notice of his arrival, and time to receive him, as he ought to have done, in all reſpects; and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> whom his fortune had never infeſted with Pride, but in all the actions of his life expreſſed a marvellous modeſty, found fault with his diſcourſe, and told him that he did not deſire to be treated otherwiſe by him, than as his familiar and ancient friend. <hi>Cornelius</hi> ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving conducted him to the lodging which was appointed for him againſt the time when they ſuppoſed he would come with the Emperour, cauſed him to be ſerved a little after with as much magnificence as could be uſed: for the ſmall time there was of making preparation. A little after <hi>Agrippa</hi> communicated to him part of the affairs which obliged him to come thi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſome days before the Emperours arrival; and after they had paſſed ſome hours in this entertainment, <hi>Cornelius</hi> acquainted him, how that the only Daughter of the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> and inheritrix of that mighty Empire, which only vied power with that of <hi>Rome,</hi> was then in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and in the Palace in a lodging not far from his: He did not make ſo much mention to him of <hi>Candace,</hi> believing that her birth was not anſwerable to <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s, and not deſiring to be over laviſh in diſcourſing of a Perſon in whom he already took ſo much intereſt as might make him ſuſpicious of all things. <hi>Agrippa</hi> ſeemed ſurprized at this news, and after he had meditated a little, upon it, he believed that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> would be highly ſatisfied to ſee the only Daughter of the powerful Enemy of the <hi>Romans</hi> refuged in his Court, and diſpoſed himſelf to go and give her aſſurance of the protection ſhe might expet from <hi>Caeſar:</hi> But if he had this thought out of conſideration of her birth, it was much more ſtrongly grounded in his mind by the diſcourſe which <hi>Cornelius</hi> made him of her admirable beauty, which he deſcribed to him in ſuch terms, that <hi>Agrippa</hi> being moved with an extraordinary curioſity, would no longer defer the beſtowing of a viſit upon the Princeſs. <hi>Cornelius</hi> ſent her notice of it, and a little after they went together to her Chamber, where they found the Queen of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> with her, whom the deſire of ſeeing a man ſo famous and renowned in the World, had detained there. At the ſight of thoſe two Princeſſes, <hi>Agrippa</hi> and thoſe that attended him were all aſtoniſhed, and though they had ſeen in <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and in <hi>Julia</hi> ſuch excellencies as could not be ſurpaſſed by any mortal beauty, yet in the delicacy of <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s features, and the Majeſty of <hi>Candace</hi>'s lineaments they found ſome ſubjects of admiration which they had not expected.</p>
               <p>
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The Princeſſes were very well ſatisfied with <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s preſence, and they found all things in this Perſon conformable to his dignity and reputation; his proportion was compleatly handſome, his mind high and gallant, and his age about three and thirty, or four and thirty years, in which time he had made himſelf known to all the World, as well by the great things he did at the battel of <hi>Antium,</hi> the glory whereof was almoſt totally due to him, as by a great number of other ſignal Victories, whereby ſince the coming of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> to the Empire, he had amply enlarged the extent of it on every ſide: The report that univer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſally went of him cauſed a greater attention in the Princeſſes, than they would have had in the condition of their fortune, for a leſs conſiderable perſon: and the ſight of their admira<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble beauty immediately ſtrook <hi>Agrippa</hi> with a reſpect that is not ordinarily conceived for mortal perſons. He addreſſed himſelf to the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> whom <hi>Gallus</hi> ſhewed him; and with a diſcourſe full of civility and ſweetneſs he ſignified to her that the Emperour ſhould receive with great joy the occaſion of protecting ſo great and ſo fair a Princeſs, and Offered her his own particular ſervices to comfort her in her afflictions, and to defend her againſt all her Enemies. <hi>Eliſa</hi> anſwered him with that admirable grace which accompa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nied all her actions, and thanked him for his offers with expreſſions full of acknowledg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment.</p>
               <p>Notwithſtanding the cloud of her mortal ſadneſs, her beauty ſtill preſerved its Empire, and though it languiſhed a little, yet that, in ſtead of diminiſhing its powers, ſeemed to add new ones to it, by that intereſt which affliction is able to form in generous ſouls. <hi>Agrippa</hi> made a very remarkable experiment of it, and that martial ſpirit which had ſpent all the years of his life in warlike employments, without ever ſubmitting himſelf to the york of an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perious beauty, at the firſt ſight of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> felt an alteration in that repoſe and liberty which he had ſo long preſerved: The ſparkling eyes of that Princeſs threw flames inſenſibly into his breaſt, and the charms he found in her countenance and diſcourſe, did ſo enchant him, that he continued a long time as it were quite dazled and amazed at the meeting with ſo many miracles. Though his mind began to be prepoſſeſſed, yet that did not hinder him from obſerving prodigies in <hi>Candace</hi>'s perſon, that were not inferior to <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s: And beſides the reſpect he received for ſo extraordinary a beauty, the intelligence which <hi>Cornelius</hi> gave him, that ſhe was born a Princeſs in <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> obliged him to treat her with a geat deal of honour. He addreſſed himſelf to <hi>Eliſa</hi> for all that in the greateſt part of their converſation, both becauſe he thought that moſt was due to the King of <hi>Parthia</hi>'s Daughter, and becauſe his inclination carried him to it. <hi>Cornelius</hi> was not diſpleaſed at it, and as his paſſion made him obſerve all things wherein he might be intereſſed, ſo he joyfully took notice that <hi>Agrippa</hi> was more fixed upon <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s than <hi>Candace</hi>'s beauties. He had great reaſon to be afraid of a rival ſo redoubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able, both in reſpect of his merit, and his power with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> and in all the <hi>Roman</hi> Empire, but the thought of thoſe which might have ſome pretenſions to <hi>Eliſa,</hi> raiſed a more terrible ſtorm, and more difficult to be calmed in <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s infant love, than all that ever fortune could have cauſed till then.</p>
               <p>This firſt interview was ſpent in offers on <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s part, and in diſcourſes touching <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s affairs, wherein <hi>Agrippa</hi> began already to take too much intereſt, and <hi>Cornelius</hi> having de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſired that he would ſup with the Princeſſes, after their repaſt he entred again into converſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion with <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and found in her diſcourſe new occaſions of being inflamed and farther engaged.</p>
               <p>This employment hindred the Princeſſes from beſtowing that evening as they had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved, upon the ſequel of <hi>Olympia</hi>'s narration, and the part which they had begun to take in her Fortune, had cauſed ſuch an impatience in them to hear the reſt, as made theſe two mens company unpleaſant. <hi>Eliſa</hi> was leſs troubled at this paſſage, than <hi>Candace</hi> was; for <hi>Agrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa</hi>'s thoughts being as yet unknown to her, ſhe received no other diſquiet or importunity from his ſight, than what her ſadneſs made her find amongſt all perſons with whom ſhe could ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect no comfort. But <hi>Candace</hi> was not in the ſame condition, and <hi>Cornelius</hi> having a free opportunity, whilſt <hi>Agrippa</hi> diſcourſed with <hi>Eliſa,</hi> employed all that time in giving her aſſurances of his paſſion, and deſiring of her ſome teſtimonies of acknowledgment. <hi>Candace</hi> received theſe diſcourſes with a great deal of coldneſs, but yet ſhe was not willing to break out into any impatience, for fear of his power to which ſhe ſaw her ſelf ſubject, and believing upon the account of her former adventures, that ſhe might retain his Spirit within the bounds of reſpect much better by ſweetneſs of carriage, than by declaring to him the diſ-eſteem ſhe had of him. <hi>Cornelius</hi> being deſirous to give her all the divertiſement he could, and to ſhew <hi>Agrippa</hi> ſome paſtime, whom he highly eſteemed for many reaſons, propoſed a match of hunting the next day, knowing how well <hi>Agrippa</hi> loved that exerciſe; and they engaged the Princeſſes to ſee the Courſe of a Stag in the Woods near <hi>Alexandria.</hi> They could very well have omitted any ſuch diverſion, but they could not refuſe to comply with ſuch perſons
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in ſo ſmall a matter, and therefore they promiſed, that ſeeing they deſired it, they would bear them company.</p>
               <p>A little while after ſeeing it grew very late, <hi>Agrippa</hi> bad them good night, and <hi>Cornelius</hi> having re-conducted <hi>Candace</hi> to her Chamber, had ſome farther diſcourſe with her concerning his vehement paſſion, which ſhe received with ſome trouble, but ſo, as the preſent neceſſity of her condition obliged her to do.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> being alone in her Chamber, the Princeſs <hi>Olympia</hi> entred preſently after, and no body being with her who was not acquainted with the truth. <hi>Eliſa</hi> made no difficulty to receive her and careſs her according to the knowledge ſhe had of her condition, and <hi>Olympia</hi> willing<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly forgot the garb of a Slave to receive her endearments, and to return them with that equa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity which the ſmall difference between their births permitted. <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s careſſes were not ſuch as they would have been at another time, when ſhe was not ſo much dejected by her mortal ſadneſs, but they were not the leſs obliging for being the leſs ſpriteful: and <hi>Olympia</hi> knew very well that ſhe was in a condition too full of grief to expreſs her reſentments by over-paſſio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate demonſtrations: <hi>My dear Princeſs,</hi> ſaid <hi>Eliſa</hi> to her, <hi>ſince my laſt diſaſter I have not been ſo ſenſible of any diſpleaſure, as of that which I received when your diſcourſe was interrupted, and I was at that time ſo much intereſſed in your fortune, that my freſh and preſſing grief was allayed by that means: though it be late enough to go to reſt, yet I ſhould not let you be at quiet before I was acquainted with the remainder of your ſtory, if the fair Princeſs, to whom you have declared, as well as to my ſelf, the beginning of your life, had not the ſame curioſity, and ought not to be preſent, as well as I, at your relation. The fear I ſhould have of diſpleaſing her, in deſiring to prevent her in the knowledge of a thing, wherein, I aſſure my ſelf, that ſhe takes the ſame intereſt that I do, or of creating you the trouble to repeat the ſame diſcourſe twice, makes me ſuſpend my curioſity till to morrow at our return from the Hunting match, to which they have engaged us, at which time I hope you will have the goodneſs to finiſh a diſcourſe which I as greedily hearken to, as if it concerned my own ſelf. It ſhall be done,</hi> anſwered Olympia, <hi>whenſoever you deſire, and as long as I live, you ſhall have an abſolute power over a Princeſs, who is not ſo much your Slave in regard of her fortune, as of her inclination. This effect of your fortune,</hi> replyed Eliſa, <hi>doth not hinder me from eſteeming you as my ſiſter, and I will endeavour, by rendring for the furture what is due to a Princeſs of your quality, to repair the faults which my errour made me to commit.</hi> As for this condition of a Slave, which conceals you from the knowledge of thoſe perſons that ſee you, I ſuppoſe you may eaſily get out of it, and though you ſhall not diſcover your ſelf to <hi>Cornelius</hi> or to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> who upon the declaration of your birth would without doubt reſtore you to the condition wherein you ought to be, I know a perſon that hath credit enough with <hi>Cornelius</hi> to obtain your liberty of him, whenſoever you ſhall pleaſe to demand it, without making you known, contrary to the intention which perhaps you have to conceal your ſelf for a longer time. <hi>'Tis true,</hi> ſaid Olym<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pia, <hi>I am obliged to continue a while longer in this condition becauſe of my affairs, and nothing urges me yet to deſire my liberty, the loſe whereof I ſhall ſupport with patience, as long as I ſhall have the happineſs to be near you.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words the two Princeſſes embraced each other with a great deal of affection and tenderneſs, and ſitting down both upon <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s bed, that Princeſs made a brief relation to <hi>Olympia</hi> of thoſe particulars of her life which ſhe was ignorant of. The fair Slave had been made acquainted with what the Princeſs had related to <hi>Cornelius,</hi> but ſhe learned a great deal more from <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s mouth, who confeſſed to her the love ſhe bare to the great and unfortunate <hi>Artaban,</hi> which ſhe had not diſcovered to <hi>Cornelius,</hi> nor to any perſon in whom ſhe could not repoſe an abſolute confidence. <hi>Olympia</hi> admired at the grand adventures which till then were not come to her knowledge, and her grief was augmented when ſhe underſtood the juſt occaſion which <hi>Eliſa</hi> had to afflict her ſelf for the loſs of ſo great a man, and one whom ſhe had ſo dearly loved. Part of the night being ſpent in their converſe together, <hi>Eliſa</hi> deſired <hi>Olympia</hi> to lodge with her, inſtead of returning to a bed and a Chamber unworthy of her, and preſſed her to it very earneſtly, but the Princeſs of <hi>Thrace</hi> would by no means conſent to it, tel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling her that that would be enough to diſcover her without any neceſſity, and that being uſed to the place which was aſſigned to her, her lodging was not inconvenient. <hi>Eliſa</hi> not being able to prevail upon her reſolution for that night, permitted her to depart the Chamber, and going to bed, ſhe preſently after compoſed her ſelf to ſleep, as well as her cruel ſtrife could poſſibly ſuffer her.</p>
               <p>But <hi>Agrippa</hi> paſſed this night in a different manner from all the nights he had ever paſſed in his life, and the beauty of <hi>Eliſa</hi> had wrought that upon his Spirit in one day, which a leſs extraordinary one would not have done in whole years, and that which had not been done in ſo many years by all the <hi>Roman</hi> beauties, and ſo many others of the higheſt reputation amongſt whom he had inſenſibly ſpent his life. The image of that admirable Princeſs, in whom grief had appeared as in its Throne, and that in a languiſhing and dejected condition, had preſerved
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vigor and force enough to conquer the proud liberty, had penetrated that martial Spirit, with ſuch a power as preſently put all into a flame, and <hi>Agrippa</hi> no ſooner reflected upon what he had ſeen that fatal day, but he found himſelf to be amorous and all on fire. He could hardly at firſt diſgeſt this change of his condition, and reviewing his whole life with ſome diſdain as to what was paſt, and with ſome confuſion as to the preſent, <hi>What is the matter,</hi> Agrippa, ſaid he, <hi>and by what misfortune doſt thou ſo ſuddenly permit trouble, and diſorder, to enter into thy ſoul? Haſt thou ſeen the</hi> Emilia's, <hi>the</hi> Octavia's, <hi>the</hi> Julia's <hi>and the</hi> Cleopatra's, <hi>without endangering thy liberty, and wilt thou yield up thy ſelf at the firſt ſight of a young ſtrange Maid? Shall that cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage which hitherto had found no employment capable to engage it but in War and the government of the Empire, ſubmit it ſelf to a beauty in one day, at one ſingle view? Ah! my heart, what weakneſs will thine be accounted, if thou giveſt up thy arms with ſo little reſiſtance? What will the</hi> Romans <hi>ſay, who have ſeen thee at the head of their Troups in thoſe famous combats, which have ſo ſucceſsfully decided the Empire of the Univerſe? And what will thoſe famous beauties ſay, who poſſeſs the higheſt ranks in the world amongſt thoſe of their ſex, if thou ſuffereſt thy ſelf to be over-thrown by one ſingle look of the Daughter of a barbarous King, the Daughter of the cruel enemy of the</hi> Romans? Theſe were his firſt diſcourſes, by which he thought in ſome ſort to oppoſe the birth of his love: but a little after inſenſibly yielding to its force: <hi>But what doſt thou find,</hi> went he on, <hi>ſo ſtrange in this rancounter? Haſt thou an heart of Stone, or Braſs? Haſt thou a more warlike ſoul than</hi> Alexander, <hi>than the great</hi> Julius Caeſar, <hi>or ſo many others, who amongſt the combats wherein they paſſed their lives, have ſuffered themſelves to be vanquiſhed by the power of beauty? or doſt thou find either by reaſon or example that love and valour are incompatible? Have thoſe famous beauties from which thou haſt defended thy ſelf, or rather to whoſe Empire thou waſt not deſtined, any thing more great and high than this young beauty, to which, it ſeems, thou art aſhamed to ſubmit? Is that of the</hi> Julia's <hi>and</hi> Cleopatra's <hi>more accompliſhed, or more admirable than</hi> Eliſa's? <hi>Are the graces which ought to accompany beauty, with greater advantages in thoſe Princeſſes than in the Princeſs of the</hi> Parthians? <hi>And as for birth, can a higher be looked for even in</hi> Caeſar's <hi>family, or rather is there any blood in the world that can compare in Nobleneſs with that of the</hi> Arſacidae? <hi>No</hi> Agrippa, continued he, <hi>it will be no offence in thee to love this Divine Princeſs, and if thou haſt any thing to fear in doing ſo, it muſt be torments, it muſt be ſufferings, perhaps to no purpoſe: 'Tis, it may be, an engagement in the Princeſſe's Spirit, which will render her inſenſible of thy love, and not the reproach and ſhame of having ſubmitted to the faireſt Yoak that ever fortune could impoſe upon thee: Rather fear that this Princeſs being born with an</hi> Arſacian <hi>heart, and an Enemy of the</hi> Roman <hi>name (though the neceſſity of her affairs compells her to ſeek for Sanctuary amongſt the</hi> Romans) <hi>hates thee as a</hi> Roman, <hi>and diſdains thee as one born of an inferiour blood to hers, though by the favour of</hi> Caeſar <hi>thou art in a condition not to envy Kings, but ſeeſt a great number of them every day below thee. That power which thou haſt acquired either by thy Merit or thy Fortune, will poſſibly be leſs conſiderable to her than a long ſeries of Royal Anceſtors, and beſides</hi> Eliſa <hi>is the only Daughter of</hi> Phraates, <hi>and Heir of the Empire of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>who will never ſuffer that the Dominion of their Country ſhould fall into the hands of a ſtranger, and of a</hi> Roman. <hi>This is the truth,</hi> Agrippa, <hi>and where thou ſeekeſt excuſes for thy paſſion, thou findeſt difficulties great enough to divert thee from it, if thou leaveſt reaſon any command over thy Spirit.</hi> This conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration kept him a while irreſolute, and at a ſtand, but a little after encouraging himſelf againſt this obſtacle, which ſeemed to have terrified him: <hi>'Tis no matter,</hi> added he, <hi>if</hi> Eliſa <hi>be the Daughter of our Enemies, if</hi> Eliſa <hi>be the Heir of a Kingdom which will hardly ſubmit to a</hi> Roman, <hi>that is not capable of repulſing ſuch a courage as mine, and if by my love and ſervices I can gain</hi> Eliſa's <hi>inclinations, whilſt ſhe continues in the</hi> Roman <hi>Territories, and whilſt ſhe flies the perſecutions of her Father, the power of</hi> Caeſar, <hi>and of</hi> Rome, <hi>who will take up arms for my ſake, will poſſibly do the reſt; and though</hi> Caeſar <hi>ſhould make War upon the</hi> Parthians <hi>in my quarrel, and to preſerve the rights of their Princeſs he will make no new Enemies to the</hi> Romans, <hi>but will only con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinue what his Predeceſſors have begun, and do that to which he ought to be animated by the blood of ſo many</hi> Romans, <hi>who under</hi> Craſſus <hi>and</hi> Anthony <hi>found their graves in</hi> Parthia. In this man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner <hi>Agrippa</hi> encouraged himſelf in his reſolution to love <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and ſuffering himſelf to be flat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered by his paſſion, he ſlightly paſſed over ſome difficulties, which in another condition he would have taken more notice of. Sleep had hardly cloſed his eyes when the day appeared, and of all the time he continued in his bed, he beſtowed not one hour upon his repoſe.</p>
               <p>As ſoon as <hi>Eliſa</hi> was ready, ſhe went into <hi>Candace</hi>'s Chamber, who that day was a little more drouſie than ſhe, and was ſtill in bed. <hi>Eliſa</hi> coming to her with a countenance that appeared to <hi>Candace</hi> not ſo ſad as ordinarily it was: <hi>What Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>are you ſo drowſie upon a hunting day, and will you get up laſt to go to a meeting upon which you engaged ſo willingly laſt night? I have nothing to eatch to day,</hi> anſwered the Queen with a ſmile, <hi>but you to whom new preys are deſtined, have reaſon to be up with the firſt to go to the Chaſe. I underſtand not Your diſcourſe,</hi> replyed the ſad Eliſa, <hi>and I do ſo little dream of taking preys, that if I had not been</hi>
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                  <hi>awakned by other cares, I ſhould have been ſtill profoundly aſleep. I am much deceived for all that,</hi> added Candace, <hi>if you have not begun already, and all my conjectures are falſe, if you have not laid a ſtrong foundation of love in</hi> Aggrippa's <hi>ſoul. 'Tis for ſuch beauties as yours,</hi> replyed the Princeſs, <hi>to work ſuch ſuddain effects, and by that which you have produced in a moment in</hi> Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nelius <hi>his heart, you make this judgment of a power much inferiour to yours. I could eaſily convince you,</hi> anſwered Candace, <hi>if I would, in a diſcourſe which your modeſty prompts you to make againſt truth and reaſon. But not to enter into that diſpute with you, I will tell you that in my opinion you are not indifferent to</hi> Agrippa, <hi>and if you do not take that prey to day, twill onely be becauſe you did it yeſterday. If that ſhould happen to me,</hi> ſaid the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> ſeating her ſelf upon the Beds-ſide with a ſadder countenance than before, <hi>or if it be befallen me, 'tis much againſt my deſign, and I ſhall attribute that conqueſt, which you twit me with already, to my misfortune only, rather than the beauty, which is not capable of making it ſelf beloved by ſuch a perſon as</hi> Agrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa. <hi>'Tis the knowledge I have of its admirable power,</hi> replyed the Queen, <hi>that hath ſo ſtrongly confirmed me in my ſuſpicions, and I do not think it ſtrange, that this man, of what humour ſoever he be, ſhould give you that in one day, which, if I were in his place, I ſhould give you in a moment. I would very willingly,</hi> anſwered <hi>Eliſa,</hi> ſtretching out her arms to the Queen, <hi>produce that effect in you, if it were poſſible for me, and you could not make more haſt to love me, than I did to give my ſelf wholly to you: but from</hi> Agrippa, <hi>or all men living beſides, I deſire no other thought but what compaſſion may inſpire them with towards unfortunate perſons. Your deſire is not neceſſary,</hi> ſaid the fair Queen, <hi>to gain you hearts leſs ſuſceptible of love, than</hi> Agrippa's <hi>is, and you will hardly imprint pity only in all ſouls that will be capable of another paſſion. Ah! my fair Queen,</hi> added the Princeſs with a geſture all compoſed of charms, <hi>you make your ſelf ſport with a miſerable creature, and you derogate from your own goodneſs by this cruel railery, at a time when you know very well 'tis not ſeaſonable for me; rather let</hi> Agrippa <hi>follow the deſtinies of</hi> Cornelius, <hi>and do not put that upon me which is your due, which I will not diſpute with you. If</hi> Agrippa <hi>hath applied him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf to me with a little more aſſiduity than to you, 'tis becauſe he thought there was more due to my birth which he knew, than to yours, which he was ignorant of: but if the equality of our conditions were known to him, do not you believe that the difference he would put between us could be to my ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage. I yield to you in all things, My fair Princeſs,</hi> ſaid <hi>Candace,</hi> embracing her, <hi>and I freely give you</hi> Cornelius <hi>and all the men in the world beſides, except my dear</hi> Caeſario, <hi>whom you would not take from me, and whom, it may be, my cruel destiny hath already deprived me of.</hi>
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               <p>This thought ſtopped her ſport, and took away all deſire of purſuing her railery with <hi>Eliſa;</hi> and after ſhe had expreſſed her reſentments by ſome ſighs, ſhe roſe out of her bed, and cauſed her ſelf to be made ready: and uſing at that time but little art in her dreſs and habit, ſhe was quickly in a condition to go out of her Chamber, and as ſoon as they knew that the two Princeſſes might be ſeen, <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> came to give them good morrow. <hi>Candace</hi> preſently obſerved ſomething in <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s countenance, that partly confirmed her ſuſpitions, and ſhe ſaw that in accoſting <hi>Eliſa</hi> he changed colour, he appeared a little troubled, and loſt ſome part of his natural boldneſs. <hi>Eliſa,</hi> upon <hi>Candace</hi>'s diſcourſe, took ſome notice, but what ſhe took notice of was with a great deal of diſpleaſure, as fore-ſeeing great croſſes of her quiet in this mans love, for the little time her grief would ſuffer her to live. He accoſted her with all the reſpect and ſubmiſſion that could be, and having asked her if ſhe had reſted well that night: <hi>I reſted as I uſe to do,</hi> anſwered the Princeſs, <hi>and the nights henceforward, upon my ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count are not ſo much deſtined to repoſe as to torment, and the remembrance of my misfortunes. 'Tis true,</hi> replyed Agrippa, <hi>that when the mind is diſturbed by a violent paſſion, the body doth not eaſily find repoſe, and 'tis not long ſince I had experience of it, having paſſed a night in ſuch thoughts and ſuch diſquiets, as I never was ſenſible of before. It would he hard,</hi> ſaid the Princeſs, <hi>but that ſuch a perſon as you, employed in the management of the moſt important affairs in the world, ſhould have ſome interruption in his ſleep, and the cares you take for the government of the Empire are preſſing enough, ſo as not to leave alwayes an abſolute quiet in your mind. The government of the Empire,</hi> replyed Agrippa, <hi>is in ſuch hands as are able to govern the whole Earth, without having any need of the aſſiſtance of my cares, and 'twas not the thought of the Common-wealths affairs, that inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupted ſleep that night, I mentioned to You, but the firſt motions of a paſſion, to which my ſpirit had never before been ſubject, and which in its very birth had ſtrength enough to make me ſuffer that in one nights ſpace, which poſſibly I ſhould not have ſuffered in many years.</hi>
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               <p>As he ſpake theſe words, <hi>Candace</hi> caſt a look upon the Princeſs, to let her underſtand that ſhe was not deceived in her conjecture, and <hi>Eliſa</hi> who had received ſome impreſſion of it by the Queens diſcourſe, no ſooner obſerved her action in the cloſe of <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s words, but ſhe began to be of her mind: and this opinion beginning to find room in her Spirit, ſhe remained much troubled and confounded: yet ſhe could not continue without an anſwer, for fear that <hi>Agrippa</hi> ſhould judge by her aſtoniſhment and ſilence, that ſhe began to know a thing, which ſhe was reſolved to be alwayes ignorant of, and endeavouring to diſſipate that emotion, which
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might have been taken notice of in her countenance: <hi>Of all the paſſions,</hi> ſaid <hi>ſhe, which might trouble your repoſe, I am ſenſible of none but grief, and by the effects which that produces upon me, I very eaſily comprehend what the others may make a mind endure, when it is aſſaulted by them. Grief,</hi> replyed Agrippa, <hi>is certainly the paſſion which makes the moſt cruel impreſſions upon the mind, or to ſpeak more properly, 'tis only by the motions of joy and grief that we are made ſenſible of the other paſſions: yea, it ſeems that the effects of all the reſt are confounded to lead us to theſe two; Love produces fear in our ſpirits only to bring us to grief, and it cauſes hope only to entertain us with joy; deſire is only formed by the hope of accompliſhment, and the mind doth not diſpoſe it ſelf to joy, but that the fear of bad ſucceſs opens a paſſage for grief: in jealouſie all the effects conduce to ſorrow, and in hatred, if the memory of the injuries which have cauſed it entertains grief, the hope of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge may be an occaſion of joy: Hope and fear do only ſerve the reſt to beſtow their effects either upon joy or grief, and they ſeem to me to be nothing of themſelves, but as they miniſter to joy or grief: All things finally, if You except a few that are indifferent, which are not ſo much as taken notice of, incline our Spirits either to joy or grief, or to ſpeak more plainly, our whole life is abſolutely rouled upon the wheels of theſe two paſſions, ſeeing it is wholly compoſed of good and evil, which are their objects. Alas!</hi> interrupted the Princeſs, <hi>how unequally is my life divided between joy and grief, and how many days have I ſpent in grief, in compariſon of the few moments which have afforded me any joy? It may be,</hi> replyed Agrippa, <hi>that the accidents of Your life have furniſhed you with more matter of grief, than joy, and that in your fortune the evil hath exceeded the good, but though they ſhould have been equally divided, I will tell You, Madam, that evil (to which we have a natural repugnance, or rather which of it ſelf is contrary to our nature) is otherwiſe felt and otherwiſe obſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved than good is, which ſeems to be eſſential and conformable to us, and conſequently not ſo capable of making us ſenſible of it but by privation: this is eaſily perceived in the quietneſs of the mind, the health of the body, and the abundance of riches, which are not felt like unto inquietudes, ſickneſſes and poverty; for when theſe pinch us, then we perceive there was good in their contraries, which we hardly took notice of, when we had them in poſſeſſion.</hi>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> would have ſpoken more to this purpoſe, and poſſibly from this general diſcourſe, he would have paſſed to particulars, finding an object in <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s preſence that encouraged and inflamed him more and more, if <hi>Cornelius</hi> had not interrupted him to lead the Princeſſes to dinner which ſtaid for them, and was haſtened a few hours, that they might the longer enjoy the pleaſure of hunting: They took their repaſt together, and they had no ſooner made an end of it, but they went down into the Court of the Palace, where all things were ready for that days divertiſement. The Princeſſes mounted into a light Chariot, drawn by ſix white Horſes, open before and upon the ſides, and covered only behind as much as was need<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful to ſhade the Princeſſes from the beams of the Sun, without hindring them from diſcerning all the objects in the fields. They were ſeated together, and <hi>Clity</hi> and <hi>Cephiſa</hi> at their ſeet without any other company. <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> being mounted upon two ſtately Horſes, marched by the Chariot, each as his inclination lead him; the perſons of their train followed them in a very handſome equipage, and the Hunters with all their company attended at one of the City gates. <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> were in a hunting garb, but they had affected more neatneſs and elegancy than they were wont to make uſe of in their ordinary habit, and <hi>Agrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa</hi> whoſe dawning paſſion had quite metamorphoſed him in a dayes ſpace, out of particular care, had forgot nothing that might ſet off his good parts: The two Princeſſes would not add any thing to their apparel, and had excuſed themſelves upon the account of their ſadneſs, and the condition of their fortune, for not accepting of thoſe habits which <hi>Cornelius</hi> had ſent them that morning to accouter themſelves conformably to that days exerciſe. The two Lovers marching by the ſide of the two Princeſſes all the way they had to go to the place where the Chaſe was to begin, entertained them with ſome conſtraint: <hi>Agrippa</hi> not daring ſo ſudden<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly to diſcover his thoughts to a Princeſs whoſe Birth and Majeſty obliged him to a more re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpectful ſilence, and <hi>Cornelius</hi> not having the opportunity before <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> to pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſue the diſcourſe, whereof the fair Queen of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> had heard the beginning with an ill will. Their inquietude might be read in each of their countenances, and if <hi>Candace</hi> knew too much already of <hi>Cornelius</hi> his paſſion, <hi>Eliſa</hi> began to ſuſpect as much of <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s as grieved her to the very heart.</p>
               <p>When they were come to the Hunters Rendevouze, which was at the entrance of the woods, a ſhril noiſe of horns, and the cry of the Dogs, and the voices of the Hunters, made the ſhore of <hi>Alexandria</hi> ring again for divers furlongs; and they found all things as ready as they could wiſh for their divertiſement, by the good order that <hi>Cornelius</hi> had taken. They preſently put up the Stag before the Dogs, and the Princeſſes had not only their part in the beginning of the pleaſure, but the wood being divided into an infinite number of ways, ſo that their Chariot might go almoſt any way, the greateſt part of that which paſſed in the Chaſe was in their ſight. <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> laying aſide that the earneſt inclination they had for
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that exerciſe, kept themſelves almoſt all the while cloſe by the Ladies, and the Huntſmen to whom they committed that care at that time, ſerved their intention ſo well, and turned the Stag ſo handſomely, that he was brought to a bay within ſight of the Princeſſes, and almoſt at their feet <hi>Agrippa</hi> killed him with his Sword.</p>
               <p>They had ſpent part of the day in this divertiſement, and the Sun began to decline, when the Princeſſes paſſing along one of the wayes, and their two Lovers at the ſide of the Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riot, they ſaw a Horſe without a Maſter, that leaping and bounding paſſed juſt by them, and drew near to the Chariot Horſes. He was all bloody by reaſon of a wound he had in his flank, and the blood trickled down upon the graſs as he went along: <hi>Cornelius</hi> ſeeing him in this condition, believed in all probability that his Maſter might be killed, and that there had been ſome combat near that place: and as his charge obliged him carefully to inform himſelf of the buſineſs, and to remedy the diſorders that arrived in <hi>Egypt,</hi> he parted from <hi>Candace,</hi> and gal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loped towards the place whence he ſaw the horſe come, <hi>Candace</hi> conceiving with her ſelf, that in all adventures her <hi>Caeſario</hi> had ſome intereſt, and that in all combats where there was blood ſhed, her beloved Prince was in ſome danger, deſired that the Chariot might take the ſame way, and when they knew her mind, they turned the heads of the Horſes thitherward, and <hi>Agrippa</hi> followed them with all the company out of complacency and curioſity; but becauſe <hi>Cornelius,</hi> being carried on by a greater intereſt, had put on his horſe with greater ſpeed, he got a great way before the troop, and he had not gone far into the Wood, but he ſaw more horſes feeding upon the freſh graſs at liberty, and a few paces thence a great deal of blood ſhed, and ſeven or eight bodies of men compleatly armed lying dead upon the Turf. The <hi>Pretor</hi> ſtopped at this ſpectacle, and after he had viewed the dead, and the great wounds which had put them into that condition, with ſurprize and aſtoniſhment, he turned his eyes every way, to inform himſelf concerning this adventure, and commanded ſome of his retinue to diſarm the faces of theſe men, to ſee if there was any amongſt them that had ſo much life left as to declare the truth: Two of his men were already employed in that office; when he ſaw a man come out from between the trees, who drawing near him with an aſſured countenance: <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>all theſe men which you ſee deprived of life, loſt it by the hand of a ſingle man on foot, and without any other arms but his Sword: they have been puniſhed for their crime by a blow of Juſtice reached from Heaven, and one ſingle man hath performed the combat, whereof you ſee the bloody marks. The victory and the field were his, but he could not hinder by the admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable effects of his valour, but that two great Princeſſes, for whoſe defence he fought, were carried away by the companions of thoſe whom he hath ſlain: I learned the truth of it juſt now from one of theſe men, who died here in my preſence when I ſaw you appear. Gallus</hi> was aſtoniſhed at this diſcourſe, as well in regard of what he underſtood concerning the mans valour, as in reſpect of the carrying away of the Princeſſes, whoſe arrival in the Countries under his government he had not heard of, and deſiring to be farther informed: <hi>And who,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>are the Princeſſes who were carried away, and the valiant man that ſo generouſly defended them, and what are they that carried them away? The two Princeſſes,</hi> replyed the man, <hi>are the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and the Princeſs</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>Siſter to the King of</hi> Armenia, <hi>he which defended them is unknown, both to me and thoſe he fought againſt, they that carried them away are</hi> Armenians, <hi>who did this violence in this Country by their Kings command; this is all I could learn from one of theſe men, who did not live long enough to tell me any more. What, ye good Gods!</hi> cryed the Pretor, <hi>is the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>who was thought to have ſuffered ſhipwrack, lately carried away, and are not you abuſed by the diſcourſe that hath been made you? As for what relates to the Princeſſes,</hi> added the man, <hi>I can certainly aſſure you of it, I ſaw them with my eyes, I know them very well, and I have continued with them ever ſince yeſterday; I would likewiſe have been farther informed, and have known the place whither the</hi> Barbarians <hi>carried them: but, Sir, trouble your ſelf no farther with me, who am not able to give you any more ample inſtruction, but haſten to the aſſiſtance of the faireſt Princeſſes in the world, ſeeing Heaven hath given you ſo fair an occaſion.</hi> The man finiſhed his diſcourſe in this manner, and was already gone from <hi>Cornelius,</hi> who being very much ſurpriſed with ſo unexpected an accident, was preparing to haſten to <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s aſſiſtance, when the two Princeſſes in their Chariot, and <hi>Agrippa</hi> not far from them, arrived at the place. They were affrighted at the firſt at the ſight of the dead bodies, and <hi>Cornelius</hi> having given them an account in few words of what he had learned from the mans mouth, ſtrongly moved <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Agrippa</hi> upon <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s intereſt; <hi>Agrippa</hi> as a friend of that Princeſſes, and of all her family, and <hi>Candace</hi> as one obliged by a great tenderneſs to all <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s kin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred. <hi>Ah, Sir,</hi> ſaid ſhe, to <hi>Cornelius</hi> preſently, <hi>if it be the will of the Gods that</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>that Princeſs of whom you your ſelf have made me ſo advantagious a relation, be not periſhed in the Waves, do not ſuffer her to be without ſuccour in thoſe places where you have ſo much autho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rity.</hi> There was no need of ſaying any more to a man, to whom the occaſions of pleaſing <hi>Candace</hi> were as dear as the obligations of his charge, never was ſhe in a condition to make
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him any longer diſcourſe, having caſt her eyes upon the man who had ſpoken to <hi>Cornelius,</hi> and whom croſs the trees, amongſt which he retired himſelf, ſhe thought to be <hi>Eteocles</hi> the Governour of her beloved Prince. She jogged <hi>Clity</hi> with her knee, who ſate at her feet, and laying her head to her ear: <hi>Look</hi> Clity, ſaid ſhe, <hi>and obſerve if that man of whom</hi> Cornelius <hi>hath had all his intelligence, and whom thou ſeeſt retiring a great pace amongſt the trees, be not</hi> Eteocles. <hi>Clity</hi> raiſed up her head at the Queens deſire, but though ſhe ſaw the man, ſhe ſaw nothing but his backſide, and obſerved only that he was of <hi>Eteocles</hi> his pitch, and had ſuch cloaths as <hi>Eteo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles</hi> wore that day they parted. The fair Queen was not quite free from the emotion which his ſight cauſed, when <hi>Cornelius</hi> approaching to her, to the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and to <hi>Agrippa,</hi> deſired permiſſion of them that he might acquit himſelf of his duty in purſuing <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Raviſhers, and departed with ſome of his men, leaving a good number of the reſt to reconduct them into the City.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> was already ſufficiently engaged to <hi>Eliſa</hi> not to ſtir from her upon a ſlight occaſion, but the reſpect he had for all <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s family, and for his own honour, which obliged him to ſuccour the oppreſſed, being powerful enough to make him offer this violence to his incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations, he took his leave of the Princeſs to go with <hi>Cornelius.</hi> Had it been for perſons of leſs importance than <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and the Princeſs of <hi>Armenia,</hi> the <hi>Pretor</hi> would have been contented, in relation to the duty of his charge, to have ſent ſome of his men to their aſſiſtance: but for Princeſſes of that conſideration, he believed that he ought to go in perſon, and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> though <hi>Cornelius</hi> with words full of civility and reſpect endeavoured to divert him from the trouble, did too much eſteem <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s birth and perſon, to neglect this occaſion of going to render her that which was due to her from all vertuous perſons. They which ſtaid with the Princeſſes, who were ſtill above twenty horſe, ſome belonging to <hi>Agrippa,</hi> and ſome to <hi>Gallus,</hi> returned back with them upon the way to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and <hi>Candace</hi> was ſatisfied with nothing more, than that ſhe conceived that to be the way which the man went which ſhe took for <hi>Eteocles.</hi> She was ſo much moved at this adventure, that ſhe could not for a long time pronounce one word; and after that ſhe had a little recompoſed her ſelf, ſhe ſpake only to <hi>Eliſa. My Princeſs, if you knew what I have ſeen, you would bear a part in the aſtoniſhment which you may obſerve in my countenance: I do not think it ſtrange,</hi> anſwered Eliſa, <hi>that you ſhould be a little troubled at the ſight of theſe dead men which we have ſeen, and if my grief had not rendred me inſenſible or ſtupid as it were, I could not have beheld this ſpectacle without amazement and terror: But I did not think that beſides the compaſſion and the horror, which this ſight might move in perſons of our ſex, you had any particular occaſion of aſtoniſhment. Beſides that which is common to us both,</hi> replyed Candace, <hi>I have ſomething that concerns only my ſelf, and ſince I do not deſire to conceal any thing from you, I will tell you, that the man, which it may be you ſaw, and from whom</hi> Cornelius <hi>received his intelligence, if I be not the moſt deceived perſon in the world, is</hi> Eteocles, Caeſario's <hi>Governour, of whom I have made you a long mention in my diſcourſe, and whom I left ſome days ago with that Prince; this makes me believe that he himſelf may be ſomewhere near at hand, and</hi> Eteocles <hi>would not have ſtaid ſo long here, if he were not attending upon him. I believe it as well as you,</hi> replyed Eliſa, <hi>and I hope this adventure will prove ſucceſsful, ſeeing all probabilities are favoured. Ah my dear</hi> Caeſar, added the fair Queen, lifting up her eyes to Heaven with a very paſſionate action, <hi>what can hide thee from my eyes, what can deprive my heart of the knowledge of my retreat?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>She ſpake in this manner, and <hi>Eliſa</hi> rejoyced with her in the hopes ſhe ſaw her conceive; when by the road which the Chariot, and thoſe which guarded it followed, they drew near to a very fair houſe, which was at the outſide of the wood, by which they muſt needs paſs in their return to <hi>Alexandria.</hi> The Chariot with all the company paſſed along the brink of a little Moat, which encompaſſed the houſe, and as the Queen by reaſon of her amorous in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quietude, turned her eyes every way to try if ſhe could ſee <hi>Eteocles,</hi> ſhe caſt them upon one of the windows of the houſe, where immediately ſhe ſpied a man leaning; his head and ſhoulders appeared without the window, and as much of his body as was ſeen was almoſt naked, and in the condition of a perſon riſing out of his bed; his head was bound about with a linnen cloath, under which his long hair, more nearly approaching in colour to fair, than black, fell careleſly upon his ſhoulders. His countenance was very pale, like one that had been long ſick, but what change ſoever he might have received, and what diſtance ſoever there might be from the window to the Chariot, and how ſpeedy ſoever the paces of the Horſes was which drew the Chariot, all this could not hinder the Queen of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> from obſerving in that face ſome features very like to <hi>Ceſario</hi>'s, and conceiting with her ſelf, either according to the <hi>Idea</hi> ſhe had had of it in her ſpirit, or according to the truth, that it was <hi>Ceſario</hi> himſelf. If ſhe kept her ſelf from breaking out into exclamations at this ſight, it was not ſo much by the power ſhe had over her ſelf, as by the force of her aſtoniſhment, which tying <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>p her tongue, and all the functions of the body, by which the reſentments of the ſoul might be expreſſed,
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left her immoveable in the Chariot, only holding her eyes turned towards the dear object of her heart as long as ſhe had the liberty to ſee him. Before that ſhe could come again to her ſelf, the Chariot was gone ſo far from the houſe, that though ſhe ſhould have put her head out of the boot, and her ſelf in ſuch a poſture that ſhe might look ſtill towards that which ſhe left behind her, the object was too far off to be any longer diſcerned. She came to her ſelf, as out of a profound ſleep, and ſignified the return of her ſpirits by a great ſigh, which <hi>Eliſa</hi> obſerved and having taken notice of her action, the intereſt ſhe took in it making her unquiet, ſhe pulled her by the arm: <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> What is the news, have you ſeen <hi>Eteocles</hi> again, or any thing that confirms You in Your hopes, or that deſtroys them: Ah! Madam, <hi>reply<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed Candace,</hi> embracing her,</q> and whiſpering in her ear, that ſhe might not be heard by thoſe that marched behind the Chariot, <q>I have ſeen all that I could deſire to ſee, and I would it had pleaſed the Gods that You had ſeen <hi>Artaban</hi> as ſure as I ſaw <hi>Caeſario</hi> from a window of that houſe. Is it poſſible, <hi>anſwered Eliſa,</hi> and are you not deceived? No certainly, <hi>added Candace,</hi> 'tis hard if I ſhould be deceived by an Image, which I carry eternally in my heart, I have ſeen my dear Prince himſelf, whoſe features are too familiar to me, for to be miſtaken by me, and I do not account it ſtrange that his countenance is grown pale, becauſe of the wounds which probably he received in the combat wherein I left him engaged ſome dayes ago. The Gods be praiſed for it, <hi>ſaid</hi> Eliſa <hi>to the fair Queen rendring her her careſſes,</hi> and though they have not the ſame goodneſs for me, I beg them for You with all my heart that ſatisfaction which they refuſe me. 'Tis certain, <hi>replyed Candace,</hi> that I now receive from them the greateſt favour that ever I could deſire of them, and ſince I am aſſured of my <hi>Caeſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rio</hi>'s Life, all my other loſſes, and all my other diſpleaſures are incapable of making any im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion upon me: I cannot at preſent follow the impetuoſity of my affection, which would carry me to this dear houſe, where all my happineſs is incloſed, and I have not ſufficient power over theſe men which accompany us, nor confidence enough in them to entreat them to conduct me back to my dear <hi>Caeſar,</hi> ſince without doubt I ſhould diſcover his abode in this Country to theſe Perſons, who ought to be all ſuſpected by me; but ſince I know that he is alive, and in that houſe, 'tis ſo near to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> that I may hope by the aſſiſtance of the Gods, and my own invention, to find ſome means to give him intelligence of me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words of the Queen were followed by ſome others, in which ſhe teſtified to <hi>Eliſa</hi> the ſatisfaction of her Soul for that happy accident, and the fair Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> though ſhe deeply ſighed for her own misfortunes, was more ſenſible of the Queens contentment, than in all probability ſhe could be in the ſad condition of her Soul. She expreſſed as much in words full of tenderneſs and ſweetneſs, to which the fair Queen replyed with prayers and vows to Heaven that the ſame happineſs might befal her, and this converſation full of the expreſſions of mutual affection, ended not till they arrived at the City, where they entred not long after, juſt when the night began to ſpread her black Mantle over the Earth.</p>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="book">
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               <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART VI.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Agrippa <hi>following the purſuit of</hi> Cleopatra's <hi>Raviſhers, loſes all his Company, and himſelf in a Wood, where he meets with</hi> Coriolanus <hi>on foot. He lends him his Horſe to go in ſearch of his Princeſs, and, it being dark, he takes up his Lodging under a tree. There he hears the amorous complaints of</hi> Philadelph, <hi>who had wandred thither in ſearch of</hi> Delia, <hi>and ſeeing him part from thence at the break of day, follows him at a diſtance.</hi> Philadelph <hi>lights upon two Women aſleep, and conjecturing one of them to be</hi> Delia, <hi>as he is going to make a more perfect diſcovery, he is interrupted by one who calls him to the Combat. They fight, and are parted by</hi> Agrippa <hi>and the Lady, who proves to be</hi> Delia <hi>indeed. The mutual joy of</hi> Philadelph <hi>and</hi> Delia <hi>at this unexpected meeting.</hi> Agrippa <hi>invites them to</hi> Alexandria. <hi>At their entrance there</hi> Olympia <hi>eſpies the fair Stranger, who had fought with</hi> Philadelph, <hi>and falls into a ſwoon, and after that into a Feaver. She is viſited by</hi> Eliſa <hi>and</hi> Candace, <hi>who endeavour to comfort her, and after a while they leave her to her repoſe.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg>N the mean time <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> making haſt to the aſſiſtance of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> had croſſed a great part of the Wood without finding any Perſon that could give them any intelligence, they had ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved the track of the Horſes exactly as they could, and being come to a place where it equally parted into two wayes; that their purſuit might be with the greater hope of ſucceſs, they reſolved to divide them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves, and <hi>Cornelius</hi> with his Men taking the way upon the left hand, <hi>Agrippa</hi> with his party, went to the right, after they had promiſed each other mutually to meet the next night in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> if they were not detained by ſome impediment.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> marched a great while along the road which he had taken, turning his eyes and ears every ways. The night was already near at hand, when he thought he heard a great noiſe in a part of the Wood which he had left upon his left hand; this opinion made him ſtop a while to obſerve the place from whence it came, and when he thought he had ſufficiently diſcerned it, he turned his horſe that way at full ſpeed. He croſſed a great deal of ground in a ſmall time, but whether it was that he had miſtaken the place where the noiſe was made, or that the perſons which had made it, where gone before he came, he ſought and looked about every way to no purpoſe, neither could he find any body to direct him. This diſpleaſure did not befall him alone; for being mounted upon one of the fleeteſt Horſes in the World, his Men that ſpurred after him could not keep pace with him, and in a ſmall time they loſt him amongſt the Trees, which deprived them of his ſight; ſo that when he turned that way where he thought they were, he found himſelf alone, and this chanced to be juſt as day-light failed, and the darkneſs began to cover the Earth. He ſtayed a while upon the place in
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expectation of them, and called them divers times with a loud voice: but all in vain; for in the error whereinto the ſwiftneſs of their courſe had lead them, they had taken another way quite different from his, after they had loſt the view of him. This accident did much diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſe him, ſeeing himſelf alone, in the dark, and in a Country where he was unacquainted, and conſequently deprived of all means of rendring <hi>Cleopatra</hi> thoſe aſſiſtances that were due to her, and after he had continued a while uncertain what to do, he reſolved at laſt to ſeek them out, and marched amongſt the Trees at all adventures, calling them ever now and then as loud as poſſibly he could: but becauſe the night was not very clear, and he quite out of all the wayes, he wandred more and more up and down the Wood, and knew not which way to go, either to find his Men, or to return to <hi>Alexandria.</hi> Any other ſoul but his would have been troubled with melancholy at this petty accident, but he was only diſpleaſed that he had ſucceeded no better in the deſign of doing a good action, and moderating his paſſion by the greatneſs of his courage, he continued marching at adventure whither his Fortune would guide him, ſuppoſing that when he was out of the Wood, it would not be difficult for him to find the way to <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In the mean time as he called out often to make himſelf heard by his Men if it were poſſible, a Man which wandered, as he did at thoſe hours in the Wood, being drawn thither by his voice, drew near the place where he was, and when he was at a diſtance that <hi>Agrippa</hi> might hear him: <q>What art thou, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> thou which makeſt the Woods to eccho with thy excla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mations at a time when all things elſe are buried in ſilence?</q> He that ſpake theſe words was on foot, and <hi>Agrippa</hi> by reaſon of the darkneſs, ſpying him only a little amongſt the Trees, and coming nearer to him: <q>But who art thou thy ſelf, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> thou which demandeſt who I am, and who, as well as my ſelf, doſt take this ſolitary walk during the ſhadows of the night? I am, <hi>replyed the Man,</hi> a miſerable Creature abandoned by the Gods, and by For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, a man to whom thou wouldſt do a pleaſure in killing of him, or in furniſhing him with any means to get out of the misfortunes into which he is fallen.</q> Hearing theſe words, which the Unknown accompanied with ſome ſobs, <hi>Agrippa</hi> believed that this voice was not abſolutely unknown to him, but ſeeing little appearance in the <hi>Idea</hi> which preſented it ſelf to him, he would not ground any thing upon it, but the better to inform himſelf: <q>Thou muſt needs be, <hi>anſwered he,</hi> very much afflicted, ſeeing thou deſireſt death, to which we are not wont to have recourſe but only in the extremity of miſery: and in ſtead of being a means of that I would more willingly beſtow ſome eaſe upon thy grief, if the opportunity of do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing it were in my power. Thou ſpeakeſt like a generous Perſon, <hi>added the Unknown,</hi> and if I be not deceived, thy voice reſembles a Mans who is likewiſe generous enough to admini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter conſolation to the miſerable in their diſtreſs. I know not, <hi>replyed Agrippa,</hi> whether thou findeſt any reſemblance in my voice to any Perſon that is known to thee: but ſince thou haſt begun to ſpeak to me, <hi>I</hi> have thought the ſound of thine to be ſo like a mans with whom <hi>I</hi> have had long acquaintance, and whom I very much eſteemed, that if there were any probability that he might be in this Countrey at the hour and in the condition I meet thee, I ſhould certainly have taken thee for the ſame Man: For my part <hi>I</hi> have no in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tention to conceal my ſelf, and I have no Enemies that can oblige me to deny that I am <hi>Agrippa.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>Upon this diſcovery, the Unknown continued a while without ſpeaking, but a little after reſuming his diſcourſe: <hi>Your voice hath not deceived me,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>and I knew it at the firſt to be</hi> Agrippa<hi>'s, but the time of night, and the condition wherein I meet You made me have reaſon to doubt of a truth, which ſeemed to me as improbable, as that I ſhould be here alone by night, and on foot in a place which my misfortune hath made my Enemy. I tell You enough to make a perfect diſcovery of my ſelf to You, and I ſuppoſe You are not ignorant now; that I am the unfortunate</hi> Juba Corolianus, <hi>upon whom You once beſtowed a ſhare of Your friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip, and who probably may have loſt it by becoming</hi> Caeſars <hi>Enemy. The confidence which I have in Your vertue, and the ſmall reaſon I have to be in love with my Life, baniſh all the fear I might have had of diſcovering my ſelf to You in a Countrey where I cannot be known without manifeſt danger: but though You ſhould be of the mind of my moſt cruel Enemies (which I have all the reaſon in the World to believe ſince the change of</hi> Marcellus <hi>and</hi> Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra) <hi>though you ſhould acquaint</hi> Caeſar, <hi>that I wander alone and unknown in his Dominions, and though by declaring my ſelf to you, I ſhould run upon the infallible loſs of my life: in loſing this wandring and unfortunate life, I ſhall loſe nothing but what is odious to me, and which I would have ſacrificed my ſelf to my grief this deplorable day, if I had not thought it my duty to employ the remainders of it in the ſervice which I owe to that ungrateful Creature to whom I have devoted it all.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Whilſt the valiant King of the <hi>Moors</hi> was ſpeaking in this manner with a throng of ſighs and ſobs that accompanied every word, <hi>Agrippa</hi> hearkned to him with an amazement and
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irreſolution which kept him a time immoveable and quite aſtoniſhed; He owed all he had to <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s bounty, and he could not without ſome offence to his vertue conſerve any amity for his greateſt Enemies: but beſides the eſteem he alwayes had for the admirable qualities, and the ſublime vertue of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> he thought he ſhould brand himſelf with a deteſtable baſeneſs, if in ſo deplorable a condition as he ſaw him in, which he partly knew by the loſs of his Dominions, and by what was repreſented to him in his diſcourſe, he had conſerved the thoughts of an Enemy, and had looked upon him according to the conſideration due to his Fortune, rather than according to that compaſſion which is due to vertuous men in miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry. After he had made a ſhort reflection upon it, which by reaſon of his excellent nature, and the greatneſs of his ſoul, wrought a much more ſudden effect upon him, than it would have done in a perſon of more common thoughts, he alighted from his horſe, judging it not to be civil to ſit on horſe-back before ſuch a Prince as he, as long as he ſtood on foot, and accoſting him with an action which expreſſed the conſideration he had for him as much as the obſcurity of the night could permit: <q>I cannot, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> without a very great aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, ſee You in Your Enemies Countrey in a condition ſo diſproportionable to Your Birth, and the rank You held ſome moneths ago: 'tis true, I am bound to <hi>Caeſar</hi> by ſuch ſtrong obligations, that without ingratitude I can make no diſtinction between his Enemies and my own; but the eſteem I have alwayes made of Your vertue and of your perſon, hath oppoſed thoſe reſentments which probably ought to be common to me, with him, to whom I owe all, and beſides I have found ſo much juſtice in one part of your actions, and even in thoſe which have made <hi>Caeſar</hi> Your Enemy, that at the report of thoſe great things which You had done for the recovery of your Dominions, I was not moved as poſſibly I ought to have been by the part, which I ought to take in the intereſts of <hi>Auguſtus.</hi> You might have received ſome proof of it in this, that I have avoided the occaſion of going to bear arms againſt You, and if I had not expreſſed ſome repugnance as to that employment, <hi>Domitius</hi> poſſibly had not commanded that Naval Army which You defeated, and I ſhould have had the charge of that expedition as well as of divers others, which I joyfully undertook, and from which I returned with ſucceſs enough, I was afterwards afflicted at your ill Fortune, more, poſsibly, than is honeſt for the ſervants of <hi>Caeſar</hi> to confeſs, and I could heartily have wiſhed, that by a happy reconciliation, he would have left You at peace in a Kingdom of Your Fathers. You have put your ſelf into no danger by diſcovering Your ſelf to me, and inſtead of doing You hurt in a condition which obliges all vertuous perſons to comfort You, I will ſerve you in what I am able without wronging the fidelity which I owe to my Maſter. 'Tis certain, he is Your Enemy, and Your life would not be in ſecurity if you ſhould be known in theſe Countries; either depart ſpeedily from hence, or keep your ſelf concealed, if You be ſtayed here by any neceſſity of Your affairs, and in the mean time let me underſtand what ſervice You deſire of a perſon, who will always reſpect, as he ought, both your birth and the eminent qualities of your perſon.</q>
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                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> expreſſed himſelf in this ſort, and <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> after he had meditated a little upon an anſwer. <q>I did not almoſt doubt, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> but that I ſhould find in you ſtill, all the marks of that generoſity whereof all the World hath taken notice, I am too much obliged to thoſe remains of friendſhip which hindred you from employing againſt me that valour of Yours, againſt which without doubt I ſhould not have had the ſame ſucceſs which Fortune gave me againſt <hi>Domitius.</hi> I have little reſentment againſt thoſe, who during my abſcence have deprived me of a Kingdom which I could not go to defend, and of which I can make no great account ſince the loſs of my repoſe, neither do I deſire any proof of your amity which may claſh with your duty to <hi>Caeſar,</hi> I ſhall alwayes eſteem you too much to deſire any thing of you that may hinder your fortune; or diminiſh the eſteem you have acquired all the World over; and I am not ſo fond of my life, or any thing that is left me beſides, to ſeek any ſecurity or refuge by your means, at a time when I look for it no where but in death; but only I would deſire of you without any longer diſcourſe (for the preſſing condition wherein I am in, doth not permit me to converſe any longer with you) the means of purſuing the Raviſhers of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who was lately carried away in my preſence, having been too faintly defended by me. What, <hi>ſaid</hi> Agrippa <hi>interrupting him,</hi> are you then that valiant man, who alone, and without arms ſlew ſo many armed men for the defence of <hi>Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra?</hi> I am that Wretch, <hi>replyed Coriolanus,</hi> which had not valour enough to guard that Princeſs from the violence of a few <hi>Barbarians,</hi> I have now arms upon my back, but I am on foot, and I have ſo wandred in the Wood, that I cannot find the way back to the place where I might recover Horſes to poſt to the aſſiſtance of that Princeſs. Such a grand action, <hi>anſwered Agrippa,</hi> as that whereof we ſaw the marks upon the place where it was done, muſt needs proceed from ſuch a hand as Yours, I was going, as you were, to <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſtance, and juſt as You did, I wandred and loſt all my company in the turning of the wood, &amp;
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the obſcurity of the night: If You could ſtay till day, You ſhould find all manner of aſſiſtance amongſt us; but in that urgency which You expreſs, I can only offer You this Horſe, which you may make uſe of, as one of the beſt the World affords, to go whither Your deſires, or Your Fortune ſhall direct you.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> what neceſſity ſoever he had, at firſt refuſed <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s offer, making ſome diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culty to leave a man of that importance, alone, on foot, in the Wood, and in the dark: But <hi>Agrippa</hi> being offended at his modeſty; <hi>When you are upon a buſineſs of ſuch conſequence,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>you ought not to ſtand upon punctillio's, I would not deal ſo with you upon the like occaſion, and You uſe me as an an Enemy if You refuſe any longer that which is now in my power to offer You; You will conſtrain me to follow You on foot if You continue obſtinate: my attendants are not far off, the worſt that can come to me, is to paſs the reſt of the night here in expectation of them at a ſeaſon when my ſtay will not be incommodious; I have no reaſon to fear any accident in a place where all perſons are my friends, and where I ſhall find no body from whom I may not receive aſſiſtance.</hi>
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               <p>Though <hi>Agrippa</hi> had added a great many more, and more preſſing expreſſions, <hi>Coriola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus</hi> would never have ſuffered himſelf to be overcome, if he had had any other buſineſs in hand but the aſſiſting of <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> but upon a neceſſity of that importance, at laſt he cloſed his eyes againſt all that civility could poſſibly repreſent to him, and receiving the horſe which <hi>Agrippa</hi> preſented to him; <hi>Both You and my bad fortune,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>conſtrain me to do an action, which I would never have conſented to for the recovery of my Kingdom, the Gods will recompenſe You for it, if I cannot, and in the mean time reſt aſſured, that during the ſmall remainder of my life, I will treaſure up in my heart, as I am obliged to do, the memory of ſo ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerous an action.</hi> As he ended theſe words, he put his foot into the ſtirrop, and mounted into the Saddle, <hi>Agrippa</hi> holding the Bridle of the Horſe himſelf, and promiſing him that when he found his Men, he would poſt after him to <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s aid. <hi>Adieu generous</hi> Agrippa ſaid <hi>Coriolanus</hi> to him at parting, <hi>pardon this action which You force me to do, and believe that if I live never ſo little while, I will not die ingrateful for this good office.</hi> Having ſpoken theſe words, he parted from him, and turning the head of his horſe that way which he thought might lead after <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he poſted away amongſt the trees with as much ſpeed as the darkneſs would permit.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> remained amazed at this accident, as well to find that Prince in ſo ſtrange a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition, and in ſo unexpected a manner, in a place where there was little likelihood of his be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing found, when he thought him to be a great way off, as to hear him expreſs ſo much inte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſt, and ſo much earneſtneſs for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> to whom he thought, as well as a great many others, that he had been unfaithful. He reflected then upon it, not having had time during the converſation they had together; or at leaſt <hi>Coriolanus</hi> his impatience not having permit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted him to enquire why he tormented himſelf ſo for a perſon, whom, according to the vul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gar opinion, he had ingratefully forſaken. This conſideration took up his thoughts a good while, before he could paſs any judgment upon the uncertainty which this adventure af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>forded; but a little after he believed that <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whoſe generoſity was known to all the World, might do that meerly upon the ſcore of Verture, which another would have done for love, and that having ſeen the Princeſs, whom he had dearly loved, in ſome danger, he had fought for her, and was ſo paſſionate to aſſiſt her, onely out of the motions of his Vertue. He did not find it ſtrange, knowing himſelf to be capable of doing as much, and eaſily gueſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing by his own inclinations at the thoughts of vertuous perſons, he meditated a while upon this accident, and turning his memory with compaſſion upon the divers revolutions of For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, who did ſo differently ſport her ſelf in the life of this brave <hi>African,</hi> whom ever ſince his birth ſhe had made the object of her inconſtant <hi>Capricio</hi>'s, making him fall before he was born, from Royalty into ſervitude, favouring him in a thouſand gallant actions which had acquired him immortal glory amongſt men, and after ſhe had cauſed him to remount his Throne maugre all the forces of the Empire, tumbling him down again with the ſame ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>denneſs into the loſs of all, into miſery, and that deplorable condition wherein he had met him, he could not but be very much moved at it, and lifting up his eyes to Heaven with a ſigh: <q>O Gods, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> how incomprehenſible are Your judgments, and how inconſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derable is the life of man, ſince the greateſt and moſt vertuous are ſubject to ſo many misfortunes? 'tis in the Fortune of this Prince, the braveſt perſon that ever the Sun ſhined upon, that the inſtability of humane things is eaſily remarkable, and thence we learn a very obſervable leſſon how little confidence we ought to have in things ſo inconſtant and ſo apt to periſh.</q> He had ſtayed longer upon this conſideration, which produced power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful effects in ſuch a ſoul as his, if his new paſſion, which at that time left little room for other thoughts, had not inſenſibly baniſhed thence another mans intereſts, to take full poſſeſsion of his mind it ſelf.</p>
               <p>
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By the misfortunes of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> which love alone, for the moſt part had produced, he foreſaw what he might fall into himſelf by the ſame paſſion, and making a ſhort meditation thereupon: <q>Alas, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that which I deplore in another, may poſſibly ere long befall my ſelf, and <hi>Eliſa</hi> without doubt is able to cauſe the ſame diſorders in my ſoul and Fortune, that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had cauſed in <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s: I have all the reaſons that can be to fear it, ſeeing in the ſpace of one night and a day, that imperious beauty hath ruined my repoſe, which to all appearance was ſo well eſtabliſhed, and hath made a greater progreſs in this little time than another could have done in divers years. I feel and ſuffer already all that perſons grown old in Love can feel and ſuffer, and if in the very beginning my paſſion handles me with ſo much violence, what may I expect when its forces are augmented, and its powers are ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolutely eſtabliſhed over this heart, which it ſpares ſo little already? Ah! <hi>continued he, a little after,</hi> though I ſhould have all the reaſon that might be to be afraid of this fatal engage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of my heart, yet it is too handſome for me to make any attempt to break it off, and that deſtiny that brings a divine beauty, from the fartheſt parts of <hi>Aſia,</hi> and from out the midſt of our cruel enemies, to work that upon my ſoul which the Roman beauties could not do, binds me up already ſo powerfully, that it hath not left my will ſo much as one ſingle motion or deſire to diſengage my ſelf.</q>
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               <p>As he uttered theſe words he laid himſelf down at the foot of an Oak, being reſolved to paſs away the reſt of the night there; for it was at that ſeaſon of the year when they are at the ſhorteſt. In this place, he uſed ſome vain endeavours to catch ſome ſleep, which fled from him, and the Image of <hi>Eliſa</hi> which gained an abſolute power over his ſpirit more and more, did not a great while permit him to find any repoſe, in the leaſt conformable to the firſt violences of his Love: <q>What, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> with a little motion of choller, or reſentment, have I loſt all in ſo little a time, and will ſleep approach my eyes no more, ſince the beauties of <hi>Eliſa</hi> have fatally appeared to them? Well, <hi>purſued he,</hi> let us ſubmit to the force of our deſtiny, and ſeeing we muſt watch, let us watch with the Stars which bear us company, and which can only bear witneſſe of our ſighs, and the words which love draws from our mouth.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> ſpake theſe words as he thought very loud, certainly believing, that at ſuch an hour, and in that deſart place, he was not over heard by any body, and that he really had only the Stars as witneſſes of the effects which his paſſion might produce; but he was deceived, and that night being to him a night of adventures, 'twas the will of Fortune, that a few paces from him, there lay a man under the trees paſſing the reſt of the night, and expect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the approach of day in imployments not much different from his. This Man whoſe ſoul was much more enflamed with love, than <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s was, and poſſibly as much as a ſoul was capable of, no ſooner heard the amorous words, which <hi>Agrippa</hi> had uttered, but he found ſome conſolation in that rancounter, and after two or three impetuous ſighs, beginning to ſpeak loud enough to be diſtinctly heard by <hi>Agrippa: Alas!</hi> ſaid he, <hi>is it poſſible then that I am not the only man whom Love cauſes to ſpend the night in this dark and ſolitary place, whileſt ſleep Exerciſes its Dominion over the whole Earth? Agrippa</hi> who expected not that accident, was a little ſurprized at it at firſt, thinking that he had been in a place where he might freely diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover his thoughts to the face of Heaven: yet being of a Spirit not eaſily daunted, he quick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly recompoſed himſelf, and finding, as well as the unknown ſome conſolation in meeting with an amorous perſon, he thought it not amiſs to enter into a diſcourſe with him that might ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der their ſolitude the more comfortable, and returning an anſwer to thoſe few words he had ſpoken, without ſtirring from his place, <q>No, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> you are not the only man, whom Love cauſes to ſigh at theſe hours in ſolitude, and though fortune hath con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducted me hither, yet 'tis certain that Love only keeps me company, and takes up all my thoughts. They cannot be more worthily employed, <hi>replyed the Unknown,</hi> and even a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt thoſe whom hope hath almoſt deſerted, there are ſome, which find all the entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of their life, only in the thoughts of their Love. As for thoſe, <hi>anſwered Agrippa,</hi> whom hope hath abandoned, their thoughts cannot but be very full of grief and affliction, and hope doth not ordinarily leave us but in ſuch extremities, when we hardly can tell what to think upon: Yea divers perſons believe that after the loſs of hope, Love cannot be eaſily pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved, and as hope, in Love, cannot be intirely loſt, but by the loſs of the Object beloved ſo, by the ſame loſſe, it is probable that Love abandons us together with our hope. Alas! added <hi>the Unknown with a ſigh,</hi>
                  </q> how little experience have you, ſo far as I can judge, in the effects of this paſſion, to which nevertheleſſe, it ſeems, You have ſubmitted your Spirit. <q>'Tis true, <hi>anſwered Agrippa,</hi> that I have paſſed a good part of my Life in liberty e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough, and 'tis not long ſince that my ſoul hath been made Loves ſubject by ſuch powers as have diſarmed my heart at the firſt ſight, and which at the very beginning have al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ready made me feel whatſoever others have felt moſt violent in whole years. I eaſily
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believe it, <hi>replyed the Unknown,</hi> and I do not doubt but that at the firſt ſight a heart may be diſarmed, and ſubmit it ſelf to Loves greateſt cruelty: I have had experience enough of it my ſelf, to make me believe it upon anothers account, but if Your paſſion be yet in its in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fancy, upon which all Souls do not equally fix themſelves at firſt, or at leaſt if you be not ſo far ingaged that you have no power left over your Spirit, avoid, if it be poſſible for you, any farther engagement, and ſtop the courſe betime of an infinite number of paines and ſufferings: in compariſon of which all others are trivial, and by which, life is ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred worſe than the moſt painful death. O Gods! <hi>continued be, with a new ſupply of ſobs,</hi> how different would mine have been from this deplorable condition, wherein I miſera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly ſpend my dayes, if <hi>I</hi> had followed the counſel which I venture to give to others? how many evils had <hi>I</hi> been ſpared from, under which my unfortunate Soul alwayes groaned? how many troubles both of body and mind had I avoided, under which both have deeply ſuffered? And yet, O my adorable <hi>(there he ſtopt becauſe he would not name her)</hi> and yet O dear Miſtriſs of my heart how ſorry ſhould I have been if I had followed theſe counſels, which were profitable indeed as to my repoſe, but contrary to the glory, and the ſatisfacti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion which I find in paſſing my dayes for your ſake in theſe miſeries which are a thouſand times more ſweet and more dear to me than all the pleaſures and felicity I could have taſted in my life, if I had not devoted it to you.</q>
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               <p>The unknown ſpake in this manner, and ſuffering himſelf to be carried away by the cur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent of his paſſion, he held ſome other diſcourſes by which <hi>Agrippa</hi> obſerved, that never poſſibly any other Spirit had been more ſtrongly or more really poſſeſſed with love, and being of a noble and compaſſionate mind, he could not chuſe but be troubled for the unknown, and beginning to ſpeak when he had done: <q>I know not what you are, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> and yet I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not but take part in your diſpleaſures, and believe, by all appearances, that few perſons have more ſincerely loved than You. You have reaſon to do ſo, <hi>replyed the afflicted Lover,</hi> and 'tis very certain that never poſſibly did a ſoul ſo entirely ſacrifice it ſelf to love as mine hath done, nor devoted its life thereunto with a more perfect reſignation;</q> They are not hopes <hi>(that we may return to our former diſcourſe)</hi> alas! they are not hopes that maintain it, <q>and though they are not abſolutely extinguiſhed in me, by reaſon of the natural diſpoſition we have to preſerve ſome reliques of them to the laſt extremity: yet according to reaſon and probability there is ſo little hope left, and that little is ſo diſproportionable to the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of my love, that in all likelihood 'tis not by my hopes that my love is preſerved. I love with a diſengagement from all other thoughts, that which appeared amiable to my eyes, that which my heart loves without reſervation and intereſt, that which it may be neither is nor ever was ſenſible of my love, and <hi>I</hi> love, O Gods! that which poſſibly hath no longer a being in the world, either for me, or any man beſides.</q>
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               <p>He concluded not theſe words without ſome ſobs, which confirmed <hi>Agrippa</hi> in the opinion which he had already conceived of the greatneſs of his love, and deſiring to give him ſome con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolation; <q>Your condition, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> would be truly deplorable, if it were ſuch as you re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſent it, but ſince you are ſtill prepared to hope for better fortune, I adviſe you to expect from Heaven thoſe aſſiſtances, which it ſeldom denies to perſons whoſe intentions are innocent and conformable to vertue. We ſee things fall out every day very far from our ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pectation, and oftentimes in the moſt deſperate affairs the Gods have ſent remedies un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>looked for, and contrary to appearance; In the mean time take a little reſt, if you can poſſibly, and when the approach of day ſhall permit me to ſee you as the darkneſs hath permitted me to hear you, I ſhall perhaps deſire a farther knowledge of your perſon, out of the diſpoſition which I have already to eſteem a man whoſe thoughts do not ſeem to me to proceed from a common perſon, and it may be <hi>I</hi> ſhall find ſome means of giving ſome eaſe to your diſpleaſures, in a place where <hi>I</hi> have ſome acquaintance and ſome credit.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> made him his diſcourſe, out of the diſpoſition which he felt in himſelf to eſteem and ſerve him, and by reaſon of ſome approaches of ſleep which began to ſeize upon him, and after two nights watching, and that dayes toyl lay heavy upon his Eye-lids. The Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known anſwered his offers with all the civility his grief could leave him for a man of whom he judged very advantageouſly already, and after ſome replies between them, <hi>Agrippa</hi> grew very drouſie, and fell at laſt faſt aſleep. The fair Image of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> wherewith his Soul was continually poſſeſſed, appeared to him as he was aſleep, with all thoſe powers which had ſo ſuddenly made him her Subject, and he had the contentment to entertain her, and to give her aſſurances of his paſſion, during the time of his ſleep; but it was for no long continuance, and at the coming of the day, which appeared a little after, he was awakened by a noiſe which the man made with whom he had converſed, as he roſe from the place where he was, and mounted his horſe with two Squires which had ſpent the night ſome paces from him.
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At another time this man, which wanted neither acknowledgment nor civility, would not have gone from that place without being better acquainted with <hi>Agrippa,</hi> or without thank<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him for the offer he had made; but having his ſoul prepoſſeſſed with a paſſion, which ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinguiſhed in him all other deſires, and all other remembrances but of his beloved object, he would not engage himſelf in the company of a man, from whom he feared he could not re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tire to ſeek either that which he had loſt, or ſolitude which was more dear to him than the ſociety of men. He was already upon his horſe, by that time <hi>Agrippa</hi> was fully awake, and the Roman being got up at the noiſe he made, ſaw him amongſt the trees parting from the place where he had ſpent the night, and taking the way on the right hand with his two Squires, who following their Maſters pace, marched very ſlowly.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> judged by this departure of his, that he had no deſire to make himſelf known: and eaſily pardoned in him, out of the knowledge he had of the pre occupation of his Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit, that which a leſs rational perſon would have taken for want of civility; he conceived a greater deſire to ſee him, and to inform himſelf more fully concerning his fortune and his perſon, whereof he already had a very good opinion. Conducted by this curioſity, he fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed him at a diſtance amongſt the trees, and that was not difficult for him to do, becauſe the unknown having no certain way to go, but being directed rather by chance, than by deſign, went on a ſoft pace, deeply engaged in a profound muſing: <hi>Agrippa</hi> did already diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cern the handſomneſs of his body as he rode, and the faſhion of his arms which were black, enriched with ſome Jewels of great value, his Caſque was covered with a black Plume of Feathers, ſomewhat ſpoyled with the rain, and worn with a long voyage, and that which appeared of his Caſque was black too, covered with an embroidery of ſilver, which had been very handſome. <hi>Agrippa</hi> might obſerve all this as he walked amongſt the trees and though he was on foot, and in a condition unconformable to his quality, he was grown more curious upon this adventure than naturally he was, or probably could be at a time when his growing paſſion ſufficiently employed his Spirit.</p>
               <p>The unknown had marched a good while without breaking ſilence otherwiſe than by a few ſighs, and then calling one of his Squires to him, <q>But <hi>Dion, ſaid he,</hi> doſt thou be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve that I ought to ground any farther aſſurance upon that mans diſcourſe, and is it pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bable that his ſcience ſhould give him knowledge of my fortune for the future, when poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly he is ignorant of his own deſtiny? That is not without example, Sir, <hi>anſwered the Squire,</hi> and by that which he hath told you concerning the preſent condition of your ſoul, you may give ſome credit to what he hath promiſed you for the future. He hath promiſed me nothing punctually, <hi>replyed the Unknown,</hi> but hath only given me ſome uncertain hopes, which I ſhould not have fixed upon, if I had any deſigns which that confidence might di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vert me from: Seek not, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> as I remember, ſeek not far from the ſhore of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> that which thou haſt loſt; thou ſhalt not find it any where elſe, and thou maiſt hope that the Gods will reſtore it to thee in the ſame condition they gave it thee at firſt. Theſe were his very words, <hi>ſaid the Squire,</hi> and I expect ſome ſucceſs from them, becauſe of the im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion which his ſcience hath made upon my Spirit. The ſucceſs, <hi>added his Maſter,</hi> is in the hand of the Gods that can do all things, and 'tis from you, O ye great Gods, <hi>continued he,</hi> lifting up his eyes to Heaven, 'tis from you only that I ought to expect the end of theſe miſeries, to which this deplorable life is condemned.</q>
               </p>
               <p>As he had finiſhed theſe words he perceived himſelf to be near a little brook, which ari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing from a neighbouring ſpring, ran amongſt the trees down to the Sea, which was but a few furlongs off. This ſight revived ſome remembrance in his mind, which renewed his ſighs, and ſtopping at the place to look upon the clear waters which glided along upon the little pebble ſtones, with a pleaſant murmur: <hi>Alas!</hi> ſaid he, <hi>'twas in ſuch a place as this, that my deſtiny preſented my</hi> Delia <hi>to me, and if the Gods would pleaſe to reſtore me what I have loſt in the condition wherein they gave it me, it muſt needs fall out that upon the brink of this rivulet I muſt find out my deplorable</hi> Delia.</p>
               <p>The amorous <hi>Philadelph</hi> (for theſe words did ſufficiently diſcover him to be the amorous <hi>Philadelph)</hi> had hardly ſpoken theſe few words, but caſting his eyes along the brook, whilſt his horſe was going over it, he thought he ſaw at a good diſtance off ſome perſons lying up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the bank, and looking that way with more attention than before, he perceived they were women. At this ſight, he knew not why, a ſhivering ran over his whole body, and ſtop<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ping the bridle of his horſe, he continued with his face towards that object unmoveable and aſtoniſhed. <hi>Dion</hi> which followed next to him, ſeeing him ſtand ſtill in this poſture, and reading in his countenance, which was partly viſible, his bever being up, all the ſigns of a ſtrange amazement: <hi>What ayles you Sir, and by what ſurpriſe is your viſage ſo ſuddenly changed? Dion</hi> ſpake thus to him twice without receiving any anſwer, and <hi>Philadelph</hi> was ſo moved and troubled, that for a long time he was not in a condition to make a reply:
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at laſt endeavouring to diſſipate this ſtrong emotion. <q>Behold, <hi>ſaid he, pointing to the place,</hi> behold thoſe women which lye upon the bank of the rivulet, and remember that it was in this condition that fortune ſent me <hi>Delia.</hi> This ſight and the reſemblance of the place and the accident, with that which was ſo fatal to my life, have ſo much moved me, that 'tis impoſſible for me to recompoſe my ſelf, and if the Gods be but pityful, it may be amongſt theſe perſons I may find my <hi>Delia.</hi> It may be ſo, if it pleaſe the Gods, <hi>replyed Dion,</hi> and things more improbable often come to paſs: but it may be with more likelyhood that it will not fall out ſo, and I do not adviſe you to ground any hope upon it, that may redouble your diſpleaſures when you find your ſelf deceived. I will hope for nothing, <hi>ſaid the Prince,</hi> and I yet will neglect nothing, it muſt be by ſome extraordinary adventure that <hi>Delia</hi> ſhall be reſtored to me, if ſhe be ſtill in the world for one, and though I judge that the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary motions wherewith my heart is agitated, proceed from the violence of my love, rather than from any preſage that is ſent me from Heaven, yet I am reſolved not to part from this place without ſatisfying my ſelf in this point, and without ſeeing the faces of theſe perſons, whom fortune preſents to me in the ſame condition wherein I firſt ſaw <hi>Delia.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words he alighted, and leaving his horſe to <hi>Dion,</hi> he walked along the bank of the brook with an uncertain pace, and went towards the place where the women lay along upon the graſs.</p>
               <p>By means of the delay which this adventure had cauſed, <hi>Agrippa</hi> had the more time and convenience to follow <hi>Philadelph,</hi> without being perceived, he heard part of the words which were ſpoken to <hi>Dion,</hi> he ſaw him alight from his horſe, and gueſſing at ſomething of the truth by his diſcourſe, the goodneſs of his nature made him intereſs himſelf in this adventure more than before, and wiſh the man, though he was unknown to him, happy ſucceſs in his buſineſs. The richneſs of his Armour made him already conjecture that he was of no mean condition, and every thing in <hi>Philadelph</hi>'s perſon pleaded for his advantage. The paſſionate Prince marched towards the place where he ſaw the Ladies lye, with an extraordinary emotion and throbbing of his heart, and he was ſo troubled between ſome beams of hope, and fear of being deceived, that he hardly had ſtrength and aſſurance to go along. He came at laſt with the leaſt noiſe that was poſſible, to the place where upon the green graſs two Ladies were aſleep: at firſt the number diſpleaſed him, remembring that <hi>Delia</hi> went from <hi>Cilicia</hi> with her Aunt and her Siſter; but he ſtaid not long upon this conſideration, judging that in the voyages ſhe had made ſince, ſhe might be ſeparated from part of her company. He looked upon the two women with a very paſſionate action, and lifting up his eyes to Heaven in a very ſuppliant manner: <q>Immortal Gods, <hi>ſaid he, (but with his heart more than his mouth: for that continuing mute for fear of making a noiſe, left all its functions to the heart)</hi> pitiful Gods; if by a miraculous effect of your goodneſs, ye permit me amongſt theſe per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons which chance preſent to me, to find my <hi>Delia,</hi> how much ſhould I be beholding to your pity, and for which ſhould I be moſt obliged to you, for the former life which I have received from you, or this latter which you render me? He paſſed from this thought to ſome motions of an uncertain and wavering joy, but immediately after that was deſtroyed by contrary appearances, and his heart freezing again with fear, which had been thawed by hope: Alas! <hi>replyed he to himſelf,</hi> what reaſon can I have to imagine that this adverſe for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, by whoſe means I have paſſed ſo many days in ſo deplorable a condition, ſhould deal ſo favourably with me to day? Have not <hi>I</hi> ſeen a hundred thouſand women ſince <hi>I</hi> ſought after my wandring and fugitive <hi>Delia,</hi> without meeting her in all that great number, and muſt I hope becauſe ſhe appeared thus once to me, that every thing which preſents it ſelf ſo afterwards muſt needs be my adorable <hi>Delia?</hi> Ah! vain hope, how haſt thou abuſed me to no purpoſe, and how eaſie is it to judge that my reaſon is troubled by my misfortunes, ſeeing I hope ſo eaſily for that which I deſire, contrary to all probabilities? 'Tis not in woods, nor a dreadful ſolitude that <hi>Delia</hi> ſpends her nights, and if my deſtiny cauſed me to find her there that fatal day, when I loſt my ſelf, muſt I expect the ſame for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune every day? Go thy way then unfortunate man, to purſue thy uncertain ſearch, ſeek that which thou haſt loſt in the company of men, rather than in the retreat of beaſts; and do not diſturb the reſt of thoſe perſons which dream not of thee, nor ſo much as know thee.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Being deſerted by his hope, and abandoning himſelf to grief, he ſate down upon the graſs full of ſadneſs and irreſolution, and continued a long time in deliberation, whether he ſhould go on his way without relying upon the vain hope which had deceived him, or whether he ſhould have any indulgence for thoſe extraordinary preſages which endeavoured to perſwade him, that he ſhould receive ſatisfaction from this adventure. <q>At laſt, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> though I ſhould find my ſelf deceived in this expectation, which flatters me, I ſhall be in the ſame
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condition I was a few moments ago: if I fail of finding <hi>Delia</hi> here in this place, ſhe will be no more loſt to me, nor any farther from me, than ſhe was before, and ſeeing I live only to ſpend my life in ſearch of her, I ought not to neglect any occaſion of finding her, how improbable ſoever it be. Let us try our fortune then, with a firm reſolution to expect from Heaven, whatſoever it ſhall pleaſe to ſend us, and let us beg of it, if it refuſe to give us <hi>Delia,</hi> either conſtancy enough to ſupport the redoubling of our grief, or weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs enough to yield to it, without lingering out this wandering and unfortunate life any longer.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With this reſolution he roſe up, and drawing nearer to thoſe perſons, he viewed them over in a trembling poſture, and endeavoured to take exact notice of their faces; which was not eaſie for him to do without waking them, one of the two having her face covered with a linnen cloth, and the other lying in another poſture, leaned one of her cheeks upon her right arm, and covered the other with her left which ſhe had laid over her head, 'twas to her that he addreſſed himſelf, becauſe ſhe had black hair, and her companions fair hair made him know very well, that he muſt not expect her to be <hi>Delia.</hi> Never, in the moſt evident dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, did the moſt fearful ſouldier march with ſo much fear and confuſion, and if the amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous <hi>Philadelph</hi> had ſeen death preſent before his eyes in its moſt terrible ſhape, he would cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly have encountred it with more aſſurance and reſolution, than this ſhadrw or appearance of <hi>Delia</hi> whom he ſought throughout the world. He ſtood a while upright before them with his arms acroſs over his breaſt, in the poſture of a man deprived of a part of the faculties both of body and ſoul, not daring hardly to venture his looks to ſeek between thoſe envious arms, the face which they concealed from him. He had continued a time in this condition, when he was aſſaulted by a new fear, which till then had not aſſailed him, and making cruel re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flections upon what was paſt: <q>Alas! <hi>ſaid he,</hi> though by ſome favourable miracle it ſhould be true that this is my <hi>Delia,</hi> I ſhould have found her again, poſſibly to my greater misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, and conſidering the inhumanity ſhe had to defend her ſelf againſt my love in a Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try where I gave her ſo many teſtimonies of it, and to forſake me by a flight which ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſes me to ſo many miſeries, juſt when I believed that by my love I had merited the utmoſt recompenſe I had pretended to, ought not I to fear that my preſence will be diſagreeable to her, and that ſhe will fly from me ſtill, as from an enemy, whom ſhe avoids in all parts of the World. If ſo many obligations could not move her in the place of my birth, what ought I to expect from my importunate purſuits in this deſart, whither poſſibly ſhe is con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducted by ſome affection which renders her inſenſible of mine, which robs me of her ſight all the World over, and which without doubt hath cauſed all my misfortunes, both by her flight, and by her hard-heartedneſs when ſhe was in <hi>Cilicia.</hi>
                  </q> This thought afflicted him very ſenſibly, but it was not able to interrupt his deſign, and he reſolved to try whether this woman that lay aſleep, was his ingrateful or his acknowledging <hi>Delia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After he had rallied up the remainders of his courage, he kneeled down upon one knee be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore her, and lifted up his eyes to Heaven, begging his <hi>Delia</hi> of the Gods, with ſighs and vows proceeding from the bottom of his heart? as if he had expected from them, that if this Woman was an Unknown perſon, they ſhould transform her into <hi>Delia</hi> at his requeſt. After this he put himſelf to the venture of looking what he could diſcover in her face; but as ill luck would have it, it was ſo cloſely covered by her arm, which was jealous of his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent, that he could diſcern nothing: this put him into an inquietude full of impatience, not knowing whether he had beſt attend her awaking, or interrupt her ſleep. <q>If this be not <hi>Delia, ſaid he within himſelf,</hi> why ſhould I trouble the repoſe of a perſon, whoſe Sex <hi>I</hi> ought to honour? and if it be <hi>Delia,</hi> why ſhould I take the liberty to awake her, ſince <hi>I</hi> may pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiently wait till the end of her ſleep? Ah! <hi>added he, correcting himſelf,</hi> if this be not <hi>Delia,</hi> a little incivility, which may be pardoned in relation to ſuch a paſſion as mine will preſently free me of this error, and if it be <hi>Delia,</hi> ſhe will eaſily pardon this ſmall diſturbance of her repoſe, when ſhe remembers that for her ſake my life is abſolutely deprived of all quiet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, and that for her ſake, <hi>I</hi> ſpend my nights without ſleep, and my days without joy and comfort.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Upon this thought he reached out his arm to raiſe up that which covered her face, but at the ſame time his fear pulled it back, and in this uncertainty, devouring, as it were, the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known perſon with his eyes, and bowing down his head towards her with tranſports full of ardor and violence: <q>
                     <hi>Delia, ſaid he ſoftly,</hi> if you are my divine <hi>Delia,</hi> as my heart tells me, more than all appearances, open, open, thoſe fair eyes, whoſe firſt looks made ſo ready a paſſage to my heart: and with thoſe fair eyes, my Kings, my Maſters, and my Gods, which ſleep too cruelly hides from me, look upon the unfortunate <hi>Philadelph,</hi> which ſeeks after you all the World over; and can neither find repoſe nor reſting place in all the World with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out you: or if you be not my <hi>Delia,</hi> whoſoever you are, pardon an error in me which is
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not injurious to you, and believe that I do you no wrong in taking you for that which I a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dore, and for that, than which the whole world can ſhew nothing more fair and amiable.</q> This thought troubled him again, and kept him for a while uncertain what to do; but at laſt not being able to maſter his impatient deſires, and fearing (as unfortunate men have reaſon to fear all things) that ſome accident might deprive him of this favourable opportunity, the ventured ſo far as to lay his hand upon the arm which was contrary to him, and to endeavour to remove it from her face, as gently as he could: He had already diſcovered that part of her forehead which was towards him, and began to ſee one eye cloſe ſhut, and ſeemed with an exceſs of contentment to perceive nothing but what confirmed him in his hopes: when the Perſon half awaking at the touch, removed her ſelf, and turning more upon one ſide, ſhe put her ſelf into a poſture more contrary to <hi>Philadelph</hi>'s deſires.</p>
               <p>He drew back his trembling hand, and out of a fear which love only could cauſe in him, he continued for ſome moments more immoveable than a ſtatue: But at laſt ſuppoſing he had ſurpaſſed the greateſt difficulty, and that by what he had ſeen conformable to his deſires, they were become more violent and impatient, he put himſelf again into a condition to give him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf more ample ſatisfaction, and beginning again to uncover the Ladies face, his own was ſo near to hers, that his mouth did almoſt touch part of that cheek which appeared: but as he was very earneſt in his diſcovery, he was diſturbed by the voice of a man, who cryed out to him a few paces off: <hi>Hold, hold inſolent, or thou dyeſt.</hi> Theſe words having made him turn his head that way which the voice came, he ſaw an armed man, who riſing up from between the trees where he had layen a while, covered his head with his Caſque which he held in his left hand, and with his right hand drew his ſword, with an intention to fall upon him with a great deal of fury. If <hi>Philadelphs</hi> grief and trouble had left him time to conſider the face, and the whole perſon of his Enemy, he would have ſeen, that poſſibly there was not a man in the World more handſome, or more compleat in every reſpect, his age was not above two and twenty Years, and his face being of an exact Symetry, had in it ſo noble and ſo agreeable a fierceneſs, that any one but a perſon threatned and aſſaulted, as <hi>Philadelph</hi> was, would have looked upon him with reſpect and admiration. He haſtily threw on his Head<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piece upon his long curled hair, which covered part of his ſhoulders, but inſtead of his face, the proportion of his body might be ſeen, which was ſomewhat taller than <hi>Philadelph</hi>'s but the ſtreighteſt, and the moſt exactly formed that could be. His arms were all compoſed of little ſilver ſcales filletted with Gold, his Caſque of cloth of ſilver, and his Caſque covered with a great Plume of white Feathers. <hi>Philadelph</hi> had not time to obſerve either his armour or his perſon, but as ſoon as he ſaw him running towards him, he aroſe from the poſture wherein he was, to defend himſelf, and drawing out his ſword to oppoſe his Enemy, he ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vanced towards him full of reſentment and grief, not ſo much for his threats, and the attempt he was going to make againſt his life, as for being an obſtacle to his ſatisfaction.</p>
               <p>This Lady whom this noiſe had ſtartled out of her ſleep, haſtily got up, and ran with her companion behind the tree, to put themſelves into ſome ſecurity, or to ſee the event of a buſineſs, whereof they knew not the cauſe. <hi>Philadelph</hi> breathing out fiery ſighs through the paſſages of his Head-piece, would have turned his eyes that way to look after his <hi>Delia,</hi> but his enemy gave him no time to do that, nor hardly ſo much as to put himſelf into a poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture of defence. Then his choler mounted to the higheſt extremity, and looking upon him with eyes inflamed with indignation: <hi>I know not,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>why thou ſetteſt upon me, whom I never injured, nor poſſibly ever ſaw; but what occaſion ſoever thou mayſt have, thy life ſhall make reparation for the bloody outrage thou haſt done me. Thine rather,</hi> replyed the Unknown, holding up the arm which he had raiſed before, <hi>is forfeited by thy inſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence, and at that rate thou ſhalt learn what reſpect is due to ſuch Ladies as thou lately injuredſt.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> might eaſily have defended himſelf againſt this accuſation, but he would not juſtifie himſelf to an Enemy againſt whom he was infinitely enraged, and by whom <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> thought himſelf to be infinitely injured: beſides he thought he ſhould ſooner make, an end of the combat with him, than declare his innocent intentions to him, and in that choler which tranſported him, he imagined that man would make but little reſiſtance; but he was deceived in his opinion, &amp; he had to do with an Enemy, who in valor was not inferior to him, nor hardly to any perſon in the World. By the firſt blows they beſtowed each upon other, they took no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tice one of the others ſtrength, and their arms with which they both held their ſhields bowed under the weight of them: they ſeconded the firſt with a great number of others with more fury and precipitation, than judgement and addreſs, and in a few moments they were enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged in a combat, in which one, or poſſibly both, of their lives was in manifeſt danger, if <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa</hi> who was a ſpectator of it, though at a far diſtance, and by theſe beginnings had concei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved a marvellous opinion of both their valors, had not quitted the place, from whence he atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tively beheld theſe accidents, to go and hinder what might come of ſuch a furious combat.
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As he ran towards them, he cried out to them divers times to hold, but they were ſo eager that they took no notice of his calling to them, and he was got up to them before they turned themſelves to look towards him.</p>
               <p>Though <hi>Agrippa</hi> was alone on foot, and without any other armes but his ſword, his cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage which had carried him upon ſo many great and famous deſigns, made him eaſily ſlight the danger, that might be in going in that condition to part two armed men, quite blind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with choller: and <hi>Philadelph</hi>'s two Squires, who upon equal terms would not have dared to aſſiſt their maſter, being very joyfull for all that to ſee the endeavour which <hi>Agrippa</hi> uſed to part them, advanced towards him to help on that deſign as much as poſſibly they could; <hi>Agrippa</hi> being come near to them, and laying his ſword upon the point of theirs: <q>Valiant men, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> be not ſo obſtinate in fighting, poſſibly, for a ſlight cauſe, no body will hinder You from proceeding, when the reaſon of it is known to be of an importance enough to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>danger the lives of two ſuch men as you ſeem to be; but in the mean time forbear a while at my requeſt, and at the command I lay upon you by the authority of <hi>Caeſar. Agrippa</hi> ſpake in this manner, and poſſibly he would have had ſomewhat to do to obtain what he deſired of two men ſo extraordinarily enraged, if the Lady which had been the cauſe of the Combat, had not ran to him to ſecond him in his intention, and conjured him in the name of the Gods, not to permit (if he could poſſibly hinder them) theſe two men to fight any longer.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At the tone of her voice <hi>Philadelph</hi> being ſtruck to the very bottom of his heart, turned his eyes that way, and ſuch was his fortune, that in that face, wherein by admirable preſages he had hoped to find <hi>Delia,</hi> he really obſerved all the lineaments of his well beloved <hi>Delia.</hi> No joy, tranſport, raviſhment was ever comparable to his at the ſight of that ado<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red countenance, which had been ſo much ſought after all the World over, and after he had expreſſed his firſt reſentments by a loud exclamation, ſlighting the Enemy he was enga ged againſt, and the danger which threatned him if he were never ſo little negligent, he let fall his Sword, and ſhield upon the graſs and ran to <hi>Delia</hi> with ſo much ſuddenneſs, that he had embraced her faſt about the knees before that either ſhe or his enemy had time to perceive his intention. The tranſport which poſſeſſed him, depriving him of the uſe of his ſpeech, he expreſſed it at firſt by his action only, and <hi>Delia</hi> ſeeing her ſelf between the armes of a man whom ſhe knew not, becauſe he had not had time to diſcover his face, was more troubled than before, and he that had fought for her, being ignorant of his enemies deſign, maugre the hindrance he had received from <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Philadelph</hi>'s Squires; advanced towards him with his ſword elevated: when the Prince of <hi>Cilicia</hi> violently tearing off his Head<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>piece, and at laſt beginning to ſpeak amidſt a throng of ſighs which hardly gave him liberty to expreſs himſelf: <q>
                     <hi>Delia cryed he out,</hi> my Divine <hi>Delia,</hi> the Gods do then reſtore you to him, whom you fly from throughout the whole World, and my heart did not deceive me, when it perſwaded me that in your perſon I ſhould find my <hi>Delia.</hi> In the concluſion of theſe few words he made divers exclamations without order,</q> or coherence, by which his violent paſſion diſcovered it ſelf to thoſe who obſerved his action, and particularly to his Enemy, who having ſtayed himſelf when he ſaw him no longer in a reſolution or a condition to fight, looked upon him with more amazement than the reſt.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Delia</hi> (for this was really ſhe, and the Gods for this time had with compaſſion looked up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the ſincere and violent paſſion of <hi>Philadelph)</hi> could not any longer miſtake either the voice or viſage of that Prince, but was ſo ſurprized at it, that for a long time, ſhe did not appear capable to expreſs her reſentments, and her aſtoniſhment was taken notice of by the ſtanders by in her countenance, her ſilence, and her immobility. When ſhe had a little time to ru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minate upon this adventure and partly to recover her ſelf from the amazement into which this accident had put her: her face (which in <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s judgement, who looked upon her with admiration, might compare with the moſt beautiful upon Earth) was ſpread over with a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                  </gap>, which gave it a new luſtre, and it was hard to diſcern whether it proceeded from a principle of ſhame to ſee her ſelf accoſted by a man with ſo much expreſſion of paſſion or whether it was for joy of having met a Prince to whom ſhe was ſo much obliged, and to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards whom ſhe was not inſenſible. At laſt her aſtoniſhment being a little diſſipated, by the power which naturally ſhe had over her Spirit, and by that admirable prudence which ſhe had expreſſed in all the actions of her life, ſhe endeavoured to reduce her Countenance to her former marks of tranquility, and poſſibly laying ſome violence upon her ſelf not to diſcover to <hi>Philadelph</hi> her more paſſionate thoughts by more tender endearments, ſhe reached him one of her fair hands with a great deal of ſweetneſs, and looking upon him with an air, which in a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of <hi>Delia</hi>'s humour, might perſwade him to any thing to his own advantage: <hi>Philadelph</hi> ſaid ſhe, I am too much obliged to you to ſly from you, and the memory of thoſe obligations I have to you is too dear to me, for me to let ſlip out of my heart the eſteem and acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgement
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which I owe to your goodneſs and to your perſon. <q>Nothing ever kept me from you but the effects of my bad fortune, which hath expoſed me to great croſſes ſince our ſeparati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and I ſee you now again with as much joy, as I can be ſenſible of at the meeting of thoſe perſons which ought to be moſt dear to me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>As ſhe made an end of theſe words with an admirable grace, ſhe made uſe of that hand which ſhe had reached out to <hi>Philadelph</hi> to raiſe him up, and the paſſionate Prince, who could hardly get himſelf looſe from her knees, yielding to that little violence with tranſports of joy, which his diſcourſe was not able to expreſs, and raiſing himſelf out of a poſture, wherein <hi>Delia</hi> would not let him continue any longer, fixing his eyes with a violent ardour upon that belo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved face: <hi>Great Gods</hi> cryed he, <hi>is it poſſible, that you ſhould reſtore me</hi> Delia, <hi>whom my cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>el fortune had taken and detained from me with ſo much cruelty? And you</hi> Delia, <hi>or that which appears to my eyes under the ſhape of</hi> Delia, <hi>is it poſſible that you ſhould be really that</hi> Delia, <hi>to whom I gave my heart the firſt moment I ſaw her, and whom I have carried in the middle of my heart, in all the journeys which I have made in ſearch of her? Or am I not abuſed by ſome dream or illuſion, which in all manner of Objects preſents to my crazed imagination the Image of my Divine</hi> Delia? Then he continued ſome moments viewing that ſo fair Perſon from head to foot, with an action that eaſily made the company take notice of the violence of his love, and <hi>Delia,</hi> who was tenderly moved at it, and could hardly her ſelf conceal part of her own reſentments, deſiring to help him out of this aſtoniſhment, <q>Yes Prince, <hi>ſaid, ſhe,</hi> I am <hi>Delia</hi> her ſelf without illuſion, and you cannot any longer miſtake her in me, if you have preſerved any Idea of her, andit it be true that you have been ſo mindful of her as you would perſwade me.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words, <hi>Philadelph</hi> perfectly confirming himſelf in the knowledge of his happineſs had ſcarcely force to reſiſt the joy, which violently ſeized upon his Soul: It wanted but a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle of depriving him of his ſenſes and knowledge, and it was as much out of weakneſs, and inability to ſuſtain himſelf, as out of deſign, that he let himſelf fall the ſecond time at <hi>Delia</hi>'s feet, which, notwithſtanding all the endeavours ſhe uſed to put him out of that poſture, he waſhed with a flood of tears, which the exceſs of his joy drew from his eyes at this accident as abundantly as grief could have done. 'Twas in this condition that he had found himſelf in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>capable of making any coherent or rational diſcourſe, and abandoning himſelf to paſſion which entirely poſſeſſed him, he ſpake things and did actions more capable to perſwade the ſtrength of his love, than of his judgement. At laſt, quitting <hi>Delia</hi>'s knees by the little vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence which ſhe uſed to him, and lifting his hands and eyes to Heaven: <hi>Immortal Gods!</hi> ſaid he, <hi>your goodneſs hath ſurpaſſed my hopes, and ſince by that ſo great and uncommon a benefit, you blot out of my ſoul the remembrance of thoſe misfortunes, to which my unfortunate life hath been expoſed, I beg your pardon for thoſe murmurings, which out of humane frailty I may have made againſt Your divine Wills: and You my pains, and my ſufferings how dear and precious are You to me now, ſince by your means I find again the Jewel of my life, and the only good for which the remainders of this wandring life were preſerved.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He made, after this, divers diſcourſes of the ſame nature in this tranſport, which wanted but a little of prejudicing his reaſon or his health, and <hi>Delia,</hi> who in all the Princes actions obſerved the progreſs of that great Love, whereof ſhe had received ſuch fair proofs in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and which poſſibly ſhe took notice of with more joy and ſatisfaction than ſhe durſt expreſs, after ſhe had given ſome time to this firſt heat, and this firſt impetuoſity of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king up the diſcourſe with a compoſed action, and a look wherein, as modeſt as ſhe was, a part of her thoughts was diſcovered: <hi>Generous Prince,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>I do not deſerve the teſtimo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies which you give me of your affection, though I can truly proteſt to you, that I am as joy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful to meet you as you would deſire, and certainly I ſhould be very ungrateful for the goodneſs you ſhewed to one Unknown, to a maid expoſed to the diſgraces of Fortune, if I had not recei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved into my heart the reſentment due to it, and for your Perſon all the eſteem which ſuch an extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinary merit as yours ought to introduce there.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Delia,</hi> ſpake in this manner, and the amorous Prince being highly taken with her diſcourſe, hearkned to her with tranſporting raviſhments, which might be obſerved both in his action and in his countenance: when the valiant Man who had fought againſt him, and till then had ſeen their actions, and heard their diſcourſe without interrupting them, pulling of his Caſque as <hi>Philadelph</hi> had done, and approaching to him with a countenance, which not only had nothing of an Enemy in it, but might cauſe love or admiration in the moſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenſible ſouls: <hi>Generous Prince,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I take too much intereſt in the good offices you have rendred</hi> Delia, <hi>and your Vertue is already too well known to me by the handſome effects which it hath produced in its own favour, not to be obliged to deſire of you, together with your pardon for the vain attempt I made againſt you, ſome part in your friendſhip: I owe</hi>
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                  <hi>this deſire both to the particular obligation I have to you, and to the merit of your Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> who till then had taken little notice of any thing but <hi>Delia,</hi> at this diſcourſe of the Unknown turning his eyes towards his face, found occaſion enough in the compleat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of his Perſon to fix them there with aſtoniſhment: He found him but too handſome, and too compleat in every reſpect, and ſeeing in what manner he was with <hi>Delia,</hi> and what intereſt he took in the good offices which he had rendred her, he imagined preſently that he had met with a rival, ſo far as ſo little a time could diſcover, as was not contemptible. This thought immediately made a chilneſs run over all his body, and his jealouſie was almoſt as ſtrong in its original as if it had been of long continuance. He looked upon him without re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turning any anſwer, with thoughts that had little conformity to the diſcourſe which he had heard from his mouth, and meditated with himſelf, as unreſolved what anſwer he ſhould make him, when <hi>Delia</hi> reading part of the truth in his looks, and deſiring to draw him out of the diſquiet whereinto he began to plunge himſelf; <q>
                     <hi>Philadelph, ſaid ſhe,</hi> do not refuſe this Prince your amity which he deſires of you, and who merits it upon all manner of con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration: there is no poſſible reaſon that ought to hinder you from it, and you cannot grant it to a perſon, who is or ought to be more dear to me.</q> What repugnance ſoever <hi>Philadelph</hi> had already conceived againſt the Unknown, he had a love for <hi>Delia,</hi> and a ſubmiſſion to her will, which did not permit him to refuſe what ſhe deſired, and ſo turning towards the man with a countenance not ſo full of kindneſs as his, <hi>I know not,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>what obligation you have to me, nor what ſervice I have rendred you in the Perſon of</hi> Delia, <hi>but what intereſt ſoever you take in that, the proofs I have had of your valor could not but give me thoughts of eſteem for you, and the attempt you made againſt my life, leaves me no reſentment, but what your merit and</hi> Delia<hi>'s command may eaſily diſſipate. I perceive very well,</hi> replyed the Unknown with a ſmile, <hi>that you have not abſolutely pardoned me: but I hope that effect from the ſervices which I ſhall render you, and from the aſſiſtance of</hi> Delia.</p>
               <p>With theſe words he embraced him with an admirable grace in his careſſes, and <hi>Philadelph</hi> payed him back as much as he believed himſelf obliged to do by civility and <hi>Delia</hi>'s Will.</p>
               <p>All theſe things paſſed in <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s preſence, who ever ſince the endeavour he had uſed to part the two combatants, had ſtood immoveable to hearken to their diſcourſes and to ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve their actions, wherein he thought he ought not to interrupt a perſon, from whom their paſſion took away all other conſideration: But by the Name of Prince which they had often pronounced, and that of <hi>Philadelph</hi> which had many times reached his ears, judging of the qualities of theſe perſons, he interreſſed himſelf in their adventures more than before, and reſolved to offer them his aſſiſtance, in a condition when they might have need of it, and in a Country where he had credit and Authority. Upon this deſign coming to <hi>Philadelph,</hi> who was better known to him than the reſt by the converſation which they had had together the night before, <q>Prince, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> the diſcourſe we had together laſt night when we did not ſee each other, cauſed a great deſire in me to ſerve you, and though you ſhunned me this morning with a kind of diſdain, that ſlighting did not make me loſe my deſign, nor hinder me from ſerving you in getting near enough to hinder your combat: I believe your condition is changed, and the ſadneſs which you expreſſed to me by your diſcourſe laſt night is diſſipated by this happy meeting; I take a great ſhare in your ſatisfaction, in regard of the knowledge I begin to have of you, and in reſpect of that which the very ſight of you, and that which you did in my preſence, perſwade me to, to your advantage: and upon that which I have underſtood of your birth in the diſcourſe of that admirable per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon; <hi>I</hi> offer to you now as to a Prince, and to thoſe which are with you, as to the perſons of a condition little different from your own whatſoever, upon your preſent occaſions, you ſhall poſſibly deſire of one who is intereſſed in your affairs, and is not without credit in theſe parts.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> expreſſed himſelf thus, and <hi>Philadelph,</hi> as deeply engaged as he was in his paſſion, turning towards him, and having looked upon him very attentively during his diſcourſe, eaſily knew him by his voice, for the ſame man with whom he had entertained himſelf in the dark, and by whom his enemy and he had been parted in their combat. His diſcourſe was not only o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bliging and generous, but ſignified too that he was a man of authority, and though <hi>Agrippa</hi> was alone and on foot at ſuch an hour, in a deſart and ſolitary place; yet his garb made ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing extraordinary remarkable in his perſon, and his habit which he wore that day, to appear in <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s preſence though it were but a hunting ſuit, was yet ſet cut in divers places with Gold and Jewels, and did not ill become <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s gallant appearance.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> having viewed him a while, was about to return him an anſwer, though he did not know very well how he ſhould treat with him, when they heard a great noiſe, and at the ſame time ſaw a great troop of horſe appear, who came up to them as ſoon as they
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had ſpied <hi>Agrippa. Delia</hi> and her company were troubled at this ſight, and the unknown and <hi>Philadelph</hi> were putting themſelves into a poſture of defending themſelves, if theſe men ſhould offer any incivility, but by this action they ſaw they had no need to fear them; for they all alighted and came round about <hi>Agrippa</hi> with ſuch ſubmiſſive reſpects as made them judge that he was their Maſter. They were indeed the People of <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s retinue, who having ſought all night for him in places far diſtant from that place where he was, came thither a laſt having ſearched all the corners of the wood: he that was the chiefeſt amongſt them coming to <hi>Agrippa</hi> before the reſt: <hi>The Gods be praiſed, Sir,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that we find you in ſo good a condition, after we have ſpent all the night in ſearch of you, not without cruel appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſions that ſome accident had befallen you.</hi> They made likewiſe great excuſes for having loſt him, laying the fault upon the ſwiftneſs of his horſe, which had ſo far outſtript theirs, that they could never find him again, having unluckily followed different wayes from that which he had taken. <hi>Agrippa</hi> received their excuſes without paſſion, and in the mean time the fair <hi>Delia,</hi> the brave unknown, and the Prince of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> confirming themſelves by this great train, and by the reſpect which the perſons gave him, in the opinion which they had begun to conceive of <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s dignity, looked upon him with more attention than before, and <hi>Philadelph</hi> to whom he had particularly addreſſed himſelf, taking up the diſcourſe to an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer his civilities: <q>I have not deſerved, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> the goodneſs you expreſs to me by intereſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing your ſelf in my affairs, as you do, and if I went from you this morning without gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving you thanks for the offer you then made, it was not for want of acknowledgment, but out of the knowledge of my own melancholy humour, which made me avoid all manner of Company, becauſe it made mine troubleſome, 'tis true my condition is changed, at leaſt if I do not find in the Spirit of this adorable Perſon whom you ſee, an averſion or an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenſibility which may throw me back into my former miſeries, and having found that which I ſought for throughout the world, and the only thing for which I continued in the world, the mortal grief wherein I have paſſed ſo many dayes, and of which you obſerved ſome marks in our laſt nights converſe, is changed into a joy which my Soul is not able to contain; be pleaſed to pardon the tranſports which it hath cauſed me, and the faults I might commit againſt you, and judge if you pleaſe, whither the miraculous recovery of ſuch a loſs as mine was, and the loſs of ſuch a perſon as appears before you, might not cauſe ſome alteration, and trouble in a more ſolid and leſs paſſionate Spirit than mine. As for what you have judged of our birth by our diſcourſe, I will confeſs to you that I am a Prince, and that the incomparable <hi>Delia</hi> is ſuch, that there is neither Princeſs nor Queen under Heaven, to whom the ſervices and the reſpects of all vertuous perſons can be more juſtly due. As for this valiant man againſt whom this happy adventure cauſed me to draw my ſword, I can give you no account of him, having never ſeen him before: but all the marks in his countenance, and in his whole perſon are ſo extraordinary, that one cannot but judge very advantageouſly of them. The judgement you make of them, <hi>replyed the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known,</hi> is too favourable on my part, and 'tis not by the marks which appear in my perſon that my birth can be diſcovered: <hi>Delia</hi> will anſwer for me that it is none of the meaneſt, and then poſſibly you will grant me a part in your friendſhip, which you can hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly vouchſafe me now.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> was going to reply, whilſt <hi>Agrippa</hi> having accoſted <hi>Delia</hi> with reſpect and admiration, offered her all manner of ſervice and aſſiſtance: When <hi>Dion</hi> coming to his Maſter, informed him, as he had learned of his followers, that this was <hi>Agrippa. Agrippa</hi> was known over all the world, for his dignity in the Empire, for the greatneſs of his acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and the favour of <hi>Auguſtus:</hi> there was not a King, that was acquainted with the Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man power, which did not ſeek his friendſhip and aſſiſtance; and as he had joyned a great number of excellent vertues to the dignity whereunto he was advanced, ſo next to <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s there was not a name amongſt men more famous and more reverenced than this. <hi>Philadelph</hi> had no ſooner underſtood this, but turning towards him with a more reſpective action than before <q>I: had obſerved before, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> by diveres marks, that you were no common Perſon, but I was not informed of the truth, and I deſire your pardon if I have not rendred you that which is due to the name and perſon of the great <hi>Agrippa,</hi> At the name of <hi>Agrippa,</hi> the fair Unknown ſtepping ſome paces back, and viewing him with more attention than before, 'tis certain, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that, it is a Name to which all men, and particularly all the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces that are friends and allies to the Roman Empire, owe reſpect; and I eſteem my ſelf ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry happy, by this adventure, to ſee a man, whoſe great actions make him ſo well known over all the world. <hi>Agrippa,</hi> anſwered both their diſcourſes with a great deal of modeſty, and reiterated the offers he had made them, when they ſaw, <hi>Corlius Gallus</hi> arrive at the place, followed by a party of thoſe which had accompanied him in the ſearch of <hi>Cleopatra:</hi> as ſoon as he ſaw <hi>Agrippa,</hi> he rodeup directly to him, and alighting, becauſe he ſaw him on <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                     </gap>oot:</q>
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                  <hi>I was extreamly in pain for you,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>and having underſtood by one of your retinue, that you were wandred from your company, I have employed in ſearch of you all the time we had, ſince we loſt the ſearch of</hi> Cleopatra: <hi>And have you no news of that Princeſs,</hi> ſaid Agrippa, <hi>with great ſigns of diſcontent? I have ſpent the night in queſt of her as well as you,</hi> replyed Corne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lius, <hi>and but an hour ago I met with two men who ſaw her yeſterday with her companion between the arms of their raviſhers, and having followed them at a diſtance by their out cryes, they ſaw them carried into a veſſel hidden behind the rocks upon this coaſt, which immediately after went off, and put to Sea with full ſails. O Gods!</hi> cryed the vertuous Agrippa, <hi>ſhall not that Princeſs be ſuccoured then? All that I could do,</hi> added Cornelius, <hi>hath been to ſend order for ſome veſſels to go from the port in purſuit of them, and by the command, which you know I have received from</hi> Caeſar, <hi>neither you nor I are permitted to go far from</hi> Alexandria: <hi>and beſides, the perſon which I have ſent to her aſſiſtance, will render it her, without doubt, with the ſame ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs that we our ſelves might hope for. May it pleaſe the Gods to guide them,</hi> replyed Agrippa, <hi>for it would be a great loſs, if ſuch a Princeſs as</hi> Cleopatra <hi>ſhould continue at the mercy of her ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, whoſoever they be.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After theſe words and ſome others which they had together upon this ſubject, by which <hi>Agrippa</hi> particularly expreſſed how much he was diſpleaſed that he could not go in perſon to the aſſiſtance of <hi>Cleopatra, Cornelius</hi> caſt his eyes upon the fair <hi>Delia,</hi> and upon the admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable Unknown who was by her, with the Prince of <hi>Cilicia:</hi> the ſight of theſe three per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, who were of no ordinary appearance, made him preſently make a ſtop, and he tur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned his eyes towards <hi>Agrippa,</hi> to be informed by him, when preventing the effect of his curioſity: <hi>I perceive,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that you look with ſome aſtoniſhment upon theſe perſons who carry ſuch uncommon marks in their countenances: mine was no leſs than yours when I firſt met with them, and I judged conformably to the truth, that under ſuch noble appearances perſons of the moſt ſublime condition were concealed. They are Princes of rare merit, and extraordinary valour (as far as I could judge in the ſmall time when I ſaw them have occaſion to expreſs it) whom fortune hath brought into the Countries under your government, and I thought I ſhould not be diſowned by you, if I ſhould offer them a place of retreat here, and all the aſſiſtances which they could deſire of ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuous perſons. Both in theſe Countries, and throughout the whole Empire,</hi> replyed Cornelius, <hi>my power ſhall always ſubmit to yours: and if upon your own account, you had not offered what is due to ſuch perſons, they carry enough in their garb to command entertainment and ſervice, as they ſhall do at</hi> Alexandria, <hi>ſo far as I can promiſe them upon all the credit that</hi> Caeſar <hi>hath given me there.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The fair Unknown taking occaſion at this diſcourſe, and addreſſing himſelf to <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius:</hi> 
                  <q>I did not doubt, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> but that all manner of aſſiſtance and courteſie might be found in ſuch perſons as you; and I do leſs attribute it to that which might appear ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>what advantageous in us, than to your vertue only, and inclination which carries you out to generous actions. As for theſe Ladies and my ſelf we will not refuſe, in the preſent condition of our affairs, the retreat which you offer us, and as for Prince <hi>Philadelph,</hi> I do not think he is willing to quit <hi>Delia</hi> ſo ſuddenly. Philadelph <hi>bluſhed at this diſcourſe of the Unknown, and laying a reſtraint upon the ſuggeſtions of his jealouſie:</hi> 'Tis true, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that after <hi>I</hi> have ſought for <hi>Delia</hi> over all the world, there is little probability that at that very moment when the Gods have reſtored her to me, I ſhould part from her upon any con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſideration but her own command, and if ſhe be pleaſed that I ſhould wait upon her, you may anſwer for me, as you do, that I will never be divided from her whilſt I live. I eſteem your perſon too much, <hi>replyed Delia,</hi> and am too much obliged to your goodneſs, to refuſe your company: it ſhall not be by my will that we ſhould part ſo ſuddenly, and the meeting with you ought in all reaſon to be too dear to me to loſe the benefit of it ſo ſoon. Ah <hi>Delia! cryed the Prince of</hi> Cilicia, <hi>with a countenance, wherein his contentment was viſible to all the company:</hi> Ah <hi>Delia!</hi> how charming are you in your generous goodneſs, as well as in that admirable beauty in which the Gods have given you an advantage above all the perſons of your ſex? and how well do I know that you are the ſame <hi>Delia,</hi> ſenſible as to acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgement and pity, but inſenſible in the way of love.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He would have ſpoken more to that purpoſe, if <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> after ſome other diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſes full of civility, had not intreated them to take horſe to go towards <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The fair unknown and <hi>Philadelph</hi> had horſes in their Squires hands, and <hi>Delia</hi> and her Companion made uſe of ſuch as <hi>Cornelius</hi> furniſhed them withall, They were not ſo delicate, but that by the accidents of their life, and the voyages they had made, they were accuſtomed to more difficult things, than to ride on horſeback, and <hi>Delia</hi> being mounted by the aſſiſtance of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> drew the eyes of <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> upon her then, more than ſhe did before. She ſeemed to <hi>Agrippa</hi> more beautiful than all that he had ever ſeen, except <hi>Eliſa</hi> only, <hi>Cornelius</hi> could find no equal to her in his remembrance, but the Queen <hi>Candace,</hi> and
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if this judgement, which, (beſides its conformity to the truth) was backed by their paſſion, permitted them to go beyond their own intereſt to find a beauty not inferiour to hers, none but <hi>Cleopatra</hi> could be ſhe. Indeed there was hardly ever ſeen in the world, a more exact beauty than the fair Strangers was, and beſides the advantages, which by the ſparkling quick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of her eyes, and the juſt proportion of the lineaments of her face, ſhe had over the moſt illuſtrious beauties, never did the faireſt viſages carry in them ſo many marks of modeſty and vertue as hers did, in which they might be ſeen as in their moſt real and moſt natural place. The Symetry of her whole perſon was ſo compoſed, as that it might ſecurely out brave envy, her port and her actions were accompanied with a grace, wherein nature had imprinted ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing as great and high as ſhe was able to repreſent.</p>
               <p>The amorous and tranſported <hi>Philadelph</hi> marching by the ſide of this admirable perſon, by the compliance of <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> who knowing the ſtrong intereſt wherewith he was engaged, were willing to give him free liberty to entertain her, and looking upon her with eyes almoſt ſparkling with the ardency of his affection: <q>Divine <hi>Delia! ſaid he, Delia,</hi> the only aym, and the only cauſe of my life, where ſhall I begin to declare to you the thoughts of my ſoul, or deſire to know yours, upon which my days are inſeparably fixed? Shall I blame you for that cruel flight, by which you have made me wander ſo long in the moſt deplorable condition, that ever an unfortunate Lover was reduced to? Shall I repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent to you the grievous ſufferings, wherein I have paſſed my life, occaſioned by the loſs of your ſight, and almoſt all my hopes? Or rather, ſhall I ask of you, if there remains ſtill in your Spirit any remembrance of my love, any reliques of pity, or any favorable in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tention for your faithful <hi>Philadelph?</hi> Alas! 'tis upon this laſt point only that I ought to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſt: my complaints will work no more effect upon your Spirit, than they did heretofore in <hi>Cilicia:</hi> you will apprehend nothing of the pain which your abſence hath made me ſuffer, but what you know already by the knowledge you have of my love. All that is paſt is plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing to my memory, when I call to mind, that 'tis for you that I have ſuffered all, and in ſtead of calling it to mind by my diſcourſe, 'twere much better <hi>Delia,</hi> that I ſhould ask you, and expect from your mouth the deſtiny of <hi>Philadelph.</hi> But, <hi>O Gods,</hi> here it is that my cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage fails me, and I continue without reſolution or aſſurance in expectation of a ſentence upon which my life or death doth certainly depend. I am ſtill ignorant whether amongſt the thoughts of acknowledgement, which work ſome effect upon ſuch a ſoul as yours, there was formerly intermingled any motion of a particular affection. I know not whether thoſe thoughts, whatſoever they might be, continue in the ſame condition, in relation to me, as they were diſcovered to me in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> whether your departure out of our Country, was not cauſed by ſomething that deſtroyes all the hope which my love had permitted me to conceive; whether that heard-heartedneſs which you always had for me, be not increaſed by abſence, or rather <hi>Delia,</hi> (and I tremble in ſpeaking it to you, both for fear of offending you, and for fear leſt my ſuſpicions ſhould be too true) whether all the avenues of that heart, which I have ſo vainly attempted with ſo much love, be not blocked up againſt me by ſome other affection which received its birth ſince our ſeparation, or before our acquaintance.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> ſpake theſe words with ſome pain, and finiſhed them with his eyes caſt down to the ground, with an action that ſignified to <hi>Delia,</hi> a great deal of fear and confuſion: the fair Lady looked upon him a while in that condition, without returning him any anſwer, and a little after ſmoothing her countenance with a little more than ordinary ſweetneſs and ſerenity, and giving the paſſionate Prince a look, able to recal him from the grave: <hi>Be paci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied</hi> Philadelph, ſaid ſhe, <hi>and believe that if my Spirit was ever capable of any affection, or may be ſo for the future, it never was, nor ever ſhall be, but for you: by this aſſurance you may be ſecured againſt all your fears, with part of which I could find ſome occaſion to be offended, if the obligation I have to you did not make me eaſily paſs over ſlight conſiderations. As to the reproach you make me concerning my departure out of</hi> Cilicia, <hi>I thought I had been partly juſtified by the reaſons which I alledged you for it, in the paper which I gave you at our parting, and I believe that you would find enough there to excuſe a procedure which appearances made you condemn. Ah! Madam,</hi> cryed the Prince, interrupting her, <hi>I underſtood nothing upon that account, and if the Gods had left me that means to let me know my fortune, it may be I had not wandred ſo long in ſearch of you, with ſo much miſery and grief: that ſacred paper wherein the ſecret of my life was incloſed, was taken from me by an incredible misfortune, and the religious obſervation of the prohibition which you made me when you gave it me, cauſed me a loſs whereof I was more ſenſible, than I ſhould have been of the loſs of my Fathers Crown.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Upon that he related to her how he loſt the Cabinet where the paper was incloſed, and he made her that diſcourſe in ſuch terms as made her more and more acquainted with the vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence of his paſſion, and when he had done ſpeaking, <hi>Delia,</hi> who had quietly hearkened to him, taking up the diſcourſe with a ſmile: <hi>You have loſt nothing,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>ſince by our meeting,</hi>
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                  <hi>the addreſs I gave you to inform your ſelf of me is rendred unneceſſary. If you might be accuſed of the negligence, for having ill kept a thing, which in regard of the intereſt you take in it ought to be of ſome importance to you, yet the reſpect you had to the requeſt I made you when I gave it you, ought to ſatisfie me, and I receive it as no ſlight proof of your affection, which ſhall always be as dear to me as you can deſire. I did a little wonder to hear you talk in ſuch a manner as might make me judge that you were ſtill ignorant of thoſe things which you might have underſtood by that means: you ſhall ſhortly underſtand them from the mouth of a perſon, who is too much obliged to you to uſe any diſguiſe with you whilſt ſhe lives, and then I will acquaint you with the adventures which have beſallen me ſince our ſeparation, which weer the cauſe that you failed of finding me in the Country where I was born, which I did not conceal from you.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> even ſurfetting with a joy which his ſoul was hardly able to contain, was about to anſwer <hi>Delia</hi>'s obliging diſcourſe, when the brave unknown, who looked upon him with a countenance full of all the marks of amity, rode up to his ſide, and came to participate in their converſation. <hi>Philadelph,</hi> who upon another account would have looked with love and admiration upon the wonders that appeared in his perſon, and who naturally had a ſoul as full of ſweetneſs and courteſie as any man in the world, beheld this man with a repugnance which he could not diſſemble, and ſeemed as little ſenſible of the teſtimonies of eſteem which he gave him, as if he had loſt his judgement and knowledge. The meeting of a man as highly accompliſhed as ever any nature framed, in <hi>Delia</hi>'s company, and the familiarity that ſeemed to be between them, was ſo much ſuſpected by him, that had it not been for the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect he bare to <hi>Delia,</hi> he had made the effects of his jealouſie appear againſt him without any farther delay: and whilſt <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> looked upon him as an admirable man, and as one that did equal at leaſt all the compleateſt perſons that ever they ſaw, all the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidence he had in <hi>Delia</hi>'s words, and the long experiences he had of her admirable vertue could not hinder him from looking upon him as a Tygre ready to tear his heart in pieces: The brave Unknown highly courted him without being repulſed at his coldneſs, and gueſſing ſomewhat nearly at the cauſe; <hi>I hope,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that you will not be always inſenſible of the eſteem I have for you, and that you will bemoan me inſtead of hating me, when you ſhall know that my ill fortune can move nothing but pity in ſuch perſons as you are.</hi> He ſpake only theſe words to him holding him by the hand, and being unwilling to interrupt him any farther, breathing out a deep ſigh, he turned his horſe towards <hi>Cornelius,</hi> juſt as the company was arrived cloſe by the gates of <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cornelius</hi> would willing have lodged this laſt company in the Palace of the Kings of <hi>Egypt,</hi> with <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace,</hi> had it not been for <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s coming, for whom all the lodgings were already taken up, though <hi>Cornelius</hi> had left his two illuſtrious gueſts in theirs, ſuppoſing that the Emperor himſelf would be well pleaſed that he had rendred this civility to the Heirs of the Crown of <hi>Parthia,</hi> and he conducted them to one of the faireſt lodgings in the City, which he had ſent one of his men before to take up for them. The brave Unknown and <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ladelph</hi> were compleatly armed, but they had given their Head-pieces to their Squires, and marched bare-faced through the ſtreets of <hi>Alexandria.</hi> The brave Unknown rode by <hi>Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nelius</hi> his ſide, and his handſomeneſs drew upon him the eyes and the admiration of all that were preſent at his paſſing by: amongſt thoſe, a woman, who with ſome others ſtood upon one of the Belconies of the Palace, had no ſooner looked upon him and viewed him a little while, but without conſidering how many people were about her, lifting up her hands and her eyes to Heaven, <hi>O Gods!</hi> cryed ſhe, <hi>O great Gods!</hi> and at the ſame time being over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed with ſome violent motion, ſhe loſt her ſences, and fell down between the arms of thoſe perſons who were near her. The fair unknown was not ſo far off, but that this voice came conſuſedly to his ears, and he took notice of the buſtling of the people upon the Bal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cony, that carried away the woman that ſwooned, yet he did not hear the tone of the voice di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtinctly enough to diſcern it perfectly, neither did he hear ſo little, but that he preſently felt an extraordinary emotion thereupon: the Idea which was preſent in his memory carried the ſound into the middle of his heart, with ſo much trouble that it was taken notice of by <hi>Cornelius,</hi> and not being able to diſſemble it; <hi>Am I a Fool? ſaid he,</hi> changing his colour two or three times in a moment. <hi>Agrippa</hi> making a ſtop to look upon him, asked him if he found him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf ill? and the unknown endeavouring to recompoſe himſelf: <hi>'Tis nothing,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>but ſomething muſt be indulged to a man, whoſe imagination is a little crazed, and who is not always himſelf.</hi> As he ſpake theſe words, he endeavoured to diſſipate that which he attributed to his imagination, and recovering his former condition as much as poſſibly he could, he rode on, and arrived with <hi>Cornelius</hi> at the lodging which he had deſigned for them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cornelius</hi> after he had given order himſelf for their accommodation, with a care where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>unto he was not obliged in relation to perſons of a meaner quality than thoſe of Soveraign dignity, and had learned from <hi>Philadelph</hi>'s mouth his birth, and a ſmall abridgement of his
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principal adventures, returned to the Palace to diſpatch divers affairs, which were then upon his hands, and (more than upon any other conſideration) to ſee <hi>Candace,</hi> and to render her ſome account of the diligence he had uſed in the ſervice of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> wherein he had ſeen her intereſſed. He found that fair Queen in the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s chamber, where ſhe had lain that night to diſcourſe with her concerning the diſcovery ſhe thought ſhe had made of her dear <hi>Caeſario.</hi> Ever ſince that moment, wherein that well-beloved countenance appeared to her eyes, the Spirit of that great Princeſs could not recover its ordinary compoſure; and all that an exceſſive joy, yet moderated with a fear of being miſtaken, could produce in a ſoul, had agitated her's without intermiſſion. All that night ſleep never approached her eyes, and ſhe experimented that joy was much more contrary to it, than grief which ordinarily cauſes ſleep, and doth not keep the Spirits in that agitation, which hinders the repoſe of the body. The ſad <hi>Eliſa</hi> was conſtrained to watch a good part of the night to anſwer the Queens diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, and to give her the counſel ſhe deſired upon that adventure. <hi>Candace</hi> was very uncer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain what way to take, to inform her <hi>Caeſario</hi> of her condition, and having no man near her whom ſhe could truſt with a ſecret of that importance, ſhe remained very much unreſolved and ignorant what to do. But however it was ſome comfort to her to know (if her ſight did not deceive her) that her <hi>Caeſario</hi> was at ſo little a diſtance from her, and if the paleneſs which ſhe had obſerved in his countenance, did grieve her in relation to the bad condition of his health, ſhe aſſured her ſelf on the other ſide, out of a belief ſhe had, that in that caſe <hi>Caeſario</hi> could not ſuddenly go far from <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and ſo ſhe ſhould have what time ſhe de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſired to make uſe of this adventure. She was not likewiſe without ſome hope that the Prince had ſeen her from the window where he leaned, and reflecting upon that thought: <hi>If my Image be in his heart,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>as his entirely poſſeſſes mine, without doubt he ſaw me and know me, and he did not fix his ſight ſo much upon the perſons of our company and our train, but that he diſcerned amongſt the number, her, who not long ſince, was the object of all his thoughts and all his affections.</hi> From this brief reaſoning with her ſelf, ſhe paſſed to a conſultation with <hi>Eliſa</hi> how to find out ſome means to help her ſelf, and after ſhe had ſufficiently meditated upon it, ſhe believed it could not be better done, than by the aſſiſtance of Prince <hi>Tyridates,</hi> to whom ſhe was already beholding for her life, whom ſhe had acquainted with part of her adventures, and whom ſhe knew to be very generous, and well affected to her intereſts.</p>
               <p>Upon this thought addreſſing her ſelf to <hi>Eliſa: My fair Princeſs,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>the Prince</hi> Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates <hi>your Uncle is a Prince ſo vertuous, and ſo worthy of the eſteem of all his relations, that you cannot without injuring your ſelf, neglect the opportunity of knowing him, and I ſhould be ingrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful for the obligation I have to him, if I ſhould not contribute what I could to the making of you known to each other: though he diſcovers himſelf to few perſons, and eſpecially to thoſe of</hi> Phraates <hi>his family: I aſſure my ſelf he will take it well at my hands when I ſhall have procured him the ſight of ſuch a Neece as you, and of a Princeſs who is diſcontented, and that flyes as well as he from the cruelty of</hi> Phraates: <hi>the averſion he hath from company, and the difficulty there will be to perſwade him to quit his ſolitude to come amongſt the world of people in</hi> Alexandria, <hi>obliges me to propoſe a walk to you towards the houſe which he hath choſen for his retreat.</hi> Cornelius <hi>will willingly furniſh us with a neceſsary equipage for this deſign, and I preſume upon my ſmall intereſt, which partly obliges me to make you this propoſition, to make uſe of</hi> Tyridates <hi>his goodneſs, after I have diſcovered</hi> Caeſario<hi>'s retreat to him, which, ſo far as I can judge is not far diſtant from his. By the aſſiſtance of this courteous Prince, to whom I have diſcovered my name and part of my affairs, I may, without doubt ſee my dear</hi> Caeſario, <hi>or find out ſome means to let him know where I am. Candace</hi> expreſſed her ſelf in this manner, and <hi>Eliſa</hi> having a little meditated upon her diſcourſe: <hi>That which you propoſe to me,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>is not very improbable, and beſides the deſire I may have to know a man of mine own kindred, and a vertuous man too, as you deſcribe him, and as the common report goes of him; I ſhall be very much ſatisfied, my fair Queen, if upon this occaſion you can find out any mean to ſerve your intentions. I will go with you to ſee both</hi> Tyridates <hi>and</hi> Caeſario, <hi>and I ſhall receive no ſmall conſolation of my own diſpleaſures, if I can any way contribute to the caſe of yours.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> tenderly embraced <hi>Eliſa</hi> upon this diſcourſe, and they were ſtill engaged in this converſation, when <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> came into the Chamber. The ſight of <hi>Cornelius</hi> was not very welcome to <hi>Candace,</hi> ſince ſhe had knowledge of his love, and the ſuſpicion <hi>Eliſa</hi> had conceived of <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s affection, cloſed her eyes againſt the conſideration of his great qualities, to make him avoid what was troubleſome and diſagreeable to her. Yet they received them both, according to the dignity of <hi>Agrippa,</hi> and the obligation that <hi>Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace</hi> had to <hi>Cornelius.</hi> The Queen of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> preſently asked what news concerning <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> having told her as much as he knew, and what diligence he had uſed
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towards her aſſiſtance, put her into as much inquietude for her <hi>Caeſars</hi> ſiſter, as her own affairs could permit her to be capable of. <hi>Agrippa</hi> gave them an account in his turn, of the employments he had had that night: but if he ſaid nothing to them of the meeting of <hi>Cori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>olanus,</hi> for fear of doing that Prince ſome hurt by diſcovering his abode in his Enemies Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try, he enlarged himſelf upon the rancounter of <hi>Philadelph</hi> and <hi>Delia,</hi> and made the two Princeſſes hearken with great attention to the relation he made them of that adventure: he preſented to them the admirable beauty of <hi>Delia,</hi> the handſomneſs of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſted particularly upon the deſcription of the wonders he had obſerved in the perſon of the fair Unknown, whom he repreſented to be one of the moſt accompliſhed men in the World: <hi>Ah! if you had ſeen my</hi> Artaban, <hi>Ah! if you had known my</hi> Caeſario, ſaid the two Princeſſes to themſelves, at the ſame time, <hi>you would be ſilent concerning all other men, to give them alone all the praiſes which you beſtow upon the Unknown:</hi> They continued a while in this converſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and though the two Lovers had ſomething elſe upon their hearts, <hi>Agrippa</hi> durſt not declare himſelf to <hi>Eliſa</hi> before <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> nor <hi>Cornelius</hi> proceed in that he had begun with <hi>Candace,</hi> before <hi>Agrippa</hi> and the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After they were gone forth, the two Princeſſes had ſome farther diſcourſe concerning the reſolution they had to go and ſeek out <hi>Tyridates</hi> and <hi>Caeſario,</hi> and they agreed to take that walk the next day, if <hi>Cornelius</hi> would give them opportunity to do it. After they had pitched upon this deſign, they thought upon the Princeſs <hi>Olympia,</hi> towards whom for her beauty and rare qualities they were very affectionately inclined, but they had not ſeen her that day. The e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vening before, the trouble wherein <hi>Candace</hi>'s ſpirit was, in relation to the adventures which had befallen her, had hindred them from deſiring of her the continuation of her Hiſtory: but when they ſaw themſelves a little free, they reflected upon it, and found themſelves very deſirous to be acquainted with the ſequel of it, and to give the Princeſs new teſtimonies of the amity which they had already contracted with her. They would have gone preſently to viſit her in her Chamber, and they were not ignorant that they owed that civility to a perſon, who in birth, and all manner of excellent parts was little inferiour to them, but they knew ſhe had no intention to diſcover her ſelf, and that they could not render that good office to a Slave, without making that ſuſpected which ſhe deſired to conceal. They contented themſelves for that time to ſend <hi>Cephiſa</hi> to her, to know how ſhe did, and to make their excuſes, becauſe they did not viſit her, out of fear of diſpleaſing her. <hi>Cephiſa</hi> went to do her meſſage, and a little while after ſhe returned to the Princeſſes with ſome aſtoniſhment in her countenance: <hi>Candace</hi> having preſently asked her the cauſe; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>the Princeſs of</hi> Thrace <hi>is not in a condition in to give you a viſit to day, and I have left her upon her bed in a violent feaver, with greater troubles in her mind than there appears diſturbance in her body.</hi> The Princeſſes at this report, had no regard of their former circumſpection, and made no doubt but that in this caſe they ought to go and viſit <hi>Olympia. Let us go ſee her, Madam,</hi> ſaid Eliſa to Candace; <hi>for I have ſuch an eſteem and affection for her, that I cannot hear of her being ill, without being afflicted at it. I will bear you company very willingly,</hi> replyed Candace, <hi>and as far as I can judge, that Princeſs is ſo worthy of the affection and eſteem of thoſe Perſons that know her, that I ſhould be very ſorry that you ſhould go beyond me upon that account.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Having ſpoken theſe words, they went together to the Chamber of the Princely Slave, which was hard by theirs, and as they came in they were aſhamed to find her in a place ſo unconformable to her condition. She was upon the bed juſt as <hi>Cephiſa</hi> had told them, and on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly <hi>Ericia</hi> with her, who had ſhut the Windows, and left but little light in the Chamber. As ſoon as the Princeſſes were come near, <hi>Candace,</hi> ſitting down upon the ſide of the Bed, and leaving <hi>Eliſa</hi> a Chair at the beds head: <q>What is the matter, my fair Princeſs, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> and what alteration have you received ſince yeſterday in your health, which is very dear to all the Perſons that know you? The alteration, <hi>replyed Olympia,</hi> is very great, both in my health, and my condition, and you ſee me now, as it pleaſes the Gods and Fortune, in a very different eſtate from that wherein I was this morning. And what is befallen you of ſo great importance, <hi>added Eliſa preſently?</hi> be pleaſed to tell us, that we may take our ſhare in it, as we have hitherto done, out of inclination and knowledge, in every thing that con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerned you. I am ſo diſcompoſed, <hi>anſwered Olympia,</hi> that I know not whether I ſhall be able to expreſs my ſelf, and all the paſſions are confuſed in my ſoul with ſo much vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence, that my body is not able to reſiſt them, and I have hardly ſo much as my ſpeech at liberty, I know not whether it be joy that puts me into this condition, or whether it be grief that works this effect both upon my body and my ſpirit; but however it be, I will tell you if I can, ſeeing you have the goodneſs to intereſs your ſelves thus in my for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, that the man of whom I formerly ſpake to you with ſo much paſſion, the fair Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known, to whom by a ſtrange fatality I gave my heart at the firſt ſight, he who after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards by divers great actions, and great proofs of his love took the abſolute poſſeſſion of
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of my ſoul, he, for whoſe ſake only I have ſurvived ſuch long ſorrows, and for whom I pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved this unfortunate Life with a little hope of ſeeing him again, is now in <hi>Alexandria.</hi> O Gods! <hi>cryed Candace,</hi> what do you tell us <hi>Olympia,</hi> and what aſſurance have you of his arrival? That <hi>replyed Olympia,</hi> which my eyes gave me, and being with <hi>Ericia</hi> and ſome other perſons upon that Belcony which looks into the ſtreet, when <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nelius</hi> returned, I ſaw him with his face uncovered, I ſaw him ſo plainly, that I could not be miſtaken, and I could not ſee him but with ſo great a trouble and emotion, that my ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes failed me, and I fell into a ſwoon betwixt <hi>Ericia</hi>'s arms. Ah! without doubt, <hi>added Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace,</hi> 'tis the fair Unknown, of whom <hi>Agrippa</hi> ſpake to us with ſo many Elogies, he, whom he found in the Wood with a Lady, whoſe admirable beauty he repreſented to us. 'Tis the very ſame, <hi>anſwered Olympia,</hi> and <hi>Agrippa</hi> could not ſpeak to you of him with ſo many praiſes, but he muſt forget ſome admirable qualities in his perſon, he, for whom I have breathed out ſo many ſighs, is at laſt returned to me, and he for whoſe ſake I lingred out my dayes in Slavery and miſery, comes to be a witneſs of my captivity, and ſervitude, which I ſupported with patience through the love I had for him. Well, <hi>ſaid the ſad Eliſa, inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupting her.</hi> Well, my dear <hi>Olympia,</hi> ſee, you have the greateſt occaſion of joy that ever you could deſire, and in the mean time it produces in you ſuch effects as do not ordinarily pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed from any thing but grief: Alas! You recover all that you had loſt, and <hi>Eliſa</hi> only remains without hope of ever ſeeing again that which the pitileſs deſtinies have taken from her. 'Tis indeed to me, <hi>replyed Olympia, with two or three ſighs,</hi> the only occaſion of joy that I could wiſh for, to ſee him again whom I ſo dearly loved; and the Gods bear me witneſs, that had it not been for the hope I had of it, my unfortunate days <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>had not been of ſo long a continuance: but 'tis indeed to me a greater occaſion of grief if I ſee him again un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faithful, than if I had never ſeen him again, nor out-lived ſo many miſeries, only to be a wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of his infidelity: It had been more acceptable, and much better for me to have loſt this deplorable life, either amonſt the Waves, or in thoſe miſeries wherewith hitherto it hath been turmoiled. You have ſome reaſon, <hi>ſaid Candace, much troubled,</hi> but what knowledge, or rather what ſuſpicion have you, that this Man, from whom you have received ſo many teſtimonies of love, is now unfaithful to you? I have, <hi>anſwered Olympia,</hi> the ſame that your ſelf gave me, when you told me that he was found in the Wood by <hi>Agrippa</hi> with a Lady of admirable beauty; thoſe few words you ſpake of it exaſperated my wound with a violent pain: but beſides that, I will tell you, that being come again to my ſelf out of my ſwoon, whereinto ſo unexpected a ſight had caſt me, and being hardly able to give credit to my eyes upon the report they had made to my heart, nor believe that this object of my Life had appeared to my ſight any otherwiſe than by illuſion, or the effect of my imagination, I deſired <hi>Ericia</hi> to go preſently to make a farther diſcovery, and having en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quired out the houſe, where <hi>Cornelius</hi> had lodged thoſe ſtrangers, I commanded her to mingle her ſelf amongſt the other Slaves which were employed in their ſervice, and to go into the houſe with her face covered; to take notice of him who had put me into the trouble I was in: She punctually executed this order, and eaſily found means to ſlip into the Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, whither he was then retired, ſhe ſaw him, and ſhe knew him ſo well, that ſhe could not doubt in the leaſt, but that it was he. But O Gods! ſhe ſaw him with that young La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy, of whom <hi>Agrippa</hi> ſpake to you, who divers times in <hi>Ericia</hi>'s preſence threw her arms about his neck, and uſed many affectionate expreſſions, which this perfidious man anſwered again with careſſes full of Love. The report which <hi>Ericia</hi> plainly made me of it, put me into the condition you ſee, and there needs no more to ſend this unfortunate Creature to her Grave.</q>
               </p>
               <p>She ended theſe words with many ſobs, and a multitude of tears, which her reſentment drew from her fair eyes.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace</hi> ſympathized in her grief, and were nearly touched with compaſſion at it; they reflected at the ſame time upon the report which <hi>Agrippa</hi> had made them of the beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty of <hi>Delia,</hi> and the marks of amity which in his preſence ſhe beſtowed upon the Unknown, and upon the remembrance of this diſcourſe they conjectured that the ſuſpicions of the ſad <hi>Olympia</hi> might be rational enough, yet they would not confirm her in them, nor declare their real thoughts to her for fear of aggravating her affliction. And <hi>Candace</hi> reſuming the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, after ſhe had been a while ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ient: <q>My fair Princeſs, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> your Grief would be juſtifiable, if you ſhould really find infidelity in a Man, to whom you expreſs ſo much af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection, or rather this grief ought to make way for a juſt reſentment, which with reaſon enough might baniſh him from your heart and memory; but you ought not upon ſlight ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peraances to entertain this belief, which is the Enemy of your repoſe; and the importance of it is ſo great that you ought not to neglect any thing that may inſtruct you in the truth. <hi>Olympia inſtead of returning an anſwer to Candace's words, lifting up her eyes to Heaven in a very</hi>
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                     <hi>pitiful manner:</hi> Great Gods! <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> if my Prince be unfaithful, do not permit me to ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vive a moment after this cruel diſcovery, and end the courſe of my unfortunate daies by a favourable effect of your pity, rather than expoſe this miſerable Princeſs to the only effect of your indignation, which as yet ſhe hath not felt. She accompanied theſe words with divers others to the ſame ſence, at the end whereof the two Princeſſes being tenderly mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved, uſed all the arguments their invention could furniſh them, to comfort her, and to baniſh out of her mind that cruel opinion, which put her into ſo pitiful a condition.</q> After they had ſpent ſome time with her in this employment, they believed ſhe had need of reſt, and that her paſſionate expreſſions in their preſence might redouble her feaver. This belief obliged them to quit her, after they had promiſed her that they would return within an hour, and not leave her till ſhe was better ſetled in her mind.</p>
            </div>
            <trailer>The End of the Third Book.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="6" type="part">
            <head>HYMEN'S PRAELUDIA: OR, Love's Maſter-Piece. PART VI.</head>
            <div n="4" type="book">
               <head>LIB. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Philadelph <hi>miſconſtrues</hi> Delia<hi>'s kindneſs to her fair Companion. His jealouſie, almoſt heightned to revenge, is diſſipated by a diſcovery that he is not the Lover, but the Brother of</hi> Delia. Delia <hi>diſcovers her ſelf to be</hi> Arſinoe, <hi>Daughter to</hi> Artabaſus <hi>King of</hi> Armenia, <hi>and relates her ſtory to</hi> Philadelph. <hi>She tells him of her departure from the</hi> Cilician <hi>Court under the conduct of</hi> Antigenes, <hi>who, inſtead of conveying her into</hi> Armenia, <hi>carries her by force into</hi> Ciprus, <hi>and there having unſucceſsfully uſed all probable means to gain her love, he at laſt reſolves to ſtorm her chaſtity. As he is about to act his villany,</hi> Arſinoe's <hi>outcries call in</hi> Britomarus <hi>acciden<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tally there, to her reſcue. By the death of</hi> Antigenes <hi>and his companions,</hi> Britomarus <hi>frees the Princeſs and undertakes to conduct her into</hi> Armenia. <hi>At Sea they are ſet upon by Pyrates, but by the valour of</hi> Britomarus, <hi>and of a gallant Slave in the Pyrates Ship, the Pyrates are diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>comfited.</hi> Britomarus <hi>leaves</hi> Arſinoe <hi>to the conduct of her Brother, and ſuddenly departs.</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>upon ſome important occaſions takes</hi> Egypt <hi>in his way, and near to</hi> Alexandria <hi>they are found in a Wood by</hi> Philadelph.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg>N the mean time the charming <hi>Delia,</hi> the fair Unknown, and the amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous <hi>Philadelph</hi> paſſed the reſt of the day in little differing cares and em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployments, in the houſe where <hi>Cornelius</hi> had lodged them. <hi>Philadelph</hi> being alone in his Chamber, began to ſtudy with a profound medita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, what judgement he ſhould make of his Fortune, and conſidering the bleſſing he had received from Heaven that day, he was ready to give himſelf up to tranſports of joy, but he quickly found that moderated by the motions of his jealouſie. <q>I have found my <hi>Delia</hi> again, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> and after ſo long a ſearch, and an abſence ſo cruel to an amorous ſpirit as mine is, the
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Gods have looked upon me with pity, and have reſtored to me the only aim and object of my life. I will live no longer in that dreadful darkneſs, wherein my ſoul hath been ſo long entombed, and I ſhall be permitted to look upon my <hi>Delia</hi> with the ſame eyes, which have ſhed ſo many tears for her ſince our ſeparation. Ah my ſorrows! Ah my lan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guiſhings! Ah my tedious nights! You are all diſſipated by this bleſſed day which <hi>Delia</hi> hath brought back into my ſoul, and from hence forward the ſad remembrance of my cruel ſufferings, ſhall work no other effect upon my Spirit, than to render the good things I am to taſte, more ſweet, more charming, and more ſenſible.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He pauſed a while upon this conſideration of his good fortune, but a little after, that paſſion, the enemy of repoſe, which having its original from love alwaies endeavours its ruine, that importunate jealouſie which corrupts the beſt thoughts, bringing to his remembrance the fair Unknown, and the marks of amity, and familiarity which he had ſeen between <hi>Delia</hi> and him, overclowded all his joy, and troubled him in ſuch a manner that he was but very imperfectly ſenſible of any part of it. <q>What doth it avail me, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to have found <hi>Delia</hi> again, if I find her unfaithful? and what advantageous change have I received in my condition, if I ſee her again whom I loved ſo dearly, only to ſee her in a Rivals arms? She travels up and down the World, ſhe lies in Woods in the company of a Man endued with all manner of lovely parts; ſhe careſſes him, and treats him with friendſhip in my preſence, and indeed forgets nothing that may occaſion a juſt ſuſpicion. Ah! <hi>Delia,</hi> how ſtrange an alteration is this in you, and how different is this manner of Life from that ſevere and ſcrupulous vertue, which cauſed me ſo many ſufferings in <hi>Cilicia.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>But on the other ſide, <hi>added he, checking himſelf,</hi> ſeeing I have ſo many teſtimonies of the vertue, the ſincerity, and the purity of <hi>Delia</hi>'s heart and ſpirit, ought I upon the firſt conjecture to overthrow an opinion grounded upon ſo many proofs? did I find any change in her countenance, or in the entertainment I received from <hi>Delia?</hi> and have not I received from her own mouth more clear and ample aſſurances of her affection, than ever ſhe gave me heretofore? did there appear any conſtraint in her countenance in the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formance of that action? did ſhe vary in any thing which might make me ſuſpect her in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſtancy? and do I not owe reſpect and conſideration enough to the knowledge I have of her ſpirit, to give abſolute credit to her words? All this is very true, <hi>purſued he,</hi> but yet, who is this fair Unknown? what is this man, who poſſeſſing ſo many amiable quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, accompanies her almoſt alone in her. Voyages, that paſſes the nights with her in the Woods, that armed himſelf againſt me with ſo many teſtimonies of affection and familiarity from her in my preſence? what is this Unknown if he be not a Lover, if he be not a Man beloved and favoured by <hi>Delia?</hi> Ha! whatſoever he be, <hi>continued he, growing into paſſion,</hi> he ſhall be the object of the moſt juſt reſentment that ever ſoul conceived, and if it be true that he deprives me of <hi>Delia,</hi> the reſpect I have for her, which tied my hands to day in her pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence, will not be able to hinder me from killing him in any part of the World where I ſhall find him, or from leaving at the point of his Sword a life, which he hath already more cruelly aſſaulted, than he can do by the way of arms.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He entertained himſelf t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>us in his thoughts, when he heard a noiſe at his Chamber door, and caſting his eyes immediately that way, he ſaw the brave Unknown come in, who at that time took up all his thoughts, and who was no leſs the object of his hated and reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, than <hi>Delia</hi> was of his Love. <hi>Philadelph</hi> who was not prepared for this viſit, grew pale at the ſight of him, and by the changes of his countenance made him eaſily gueſs at the agitations of his ſoul, and the little inclination he had for ſo unexpected a ſight. The fair Unknown was not repulſed by the coldneſs of his entertainment, but accoſting him with a countenance, wherein if there were not all the marks of joy, there were at leaſt all the aſſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rances of amity: <q>I come, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> to render you that which I owe you, both in relation to the merit of your perſon, and to the obligation by which you engaged both me and my relations to your ſervice. You are not obliged to me, <hi>replied Philadelph,</hi> except you pretend to be ſo for the ſervices I rendred <hi>Delia,</hi> when her fortune made her Land in our Country, where ſhe received nothing from me, but what ſhe might expect from all perſons that were capable of knowing her. 'Tis upon that very ſcore, <hi>anſwered the Unknown,</hi> that I am redeuable to you, and you could not render <hi>Delia,</hi> thoſe aſſiſtances which ſhe received from your generoſity in defending her againſt the Enemies, which your affection raiſed her, and preſerving her with ſo much care and bounty from thoſe dangers which threatned her life and reputation, without laying a ſtrong obligation upon a Man, who intereſſes himſelf in <hi>Delia</hi>'s preſervation as much as in his own. I free you from that obligation, <hi>replied</hi> Philadelph, <hi>beginning to be cholerick at this diſcourſe,</hi> and if my deſire was to preſerve <hi>Delia</hi> from thoſe dangers whereinto ſhe fell by my misfortune, 'twas never my intention to pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve her for you, or for any perſon elſe, that might make benefit of the effects of my Love
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and dutie, as long as I have a drop of blood, or a moment of life left to defend my pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenſions. If I be not obliged to your intentions, <hi>ſaid the Unknown,</hi> I am ſo without doubt, to the effects of them, and 'tis that which partly injoins me to deſire that friendſhip of you, which you have little diſpoſition to grant me, though <hi>Delia</hi> her ſelf deſired it of you for me. You have, <hi>anſwered Philadelph,</hi> all the qualities that might gain more im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portant friendſhips than mine, but that ought to be very indifferent to you, ſeeing I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not receive yours, nor look upon you but as upon the moſt cruel of my Enemies, as long as you ſhall dream of <hi>Delia,</hi> and pretend to reap the fruit of the ſervices which I have ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred her. There is no neceſſity of diſſembling any longer. No, you can but be my Enemie, and the reſentment you expreſs for an office, which I never had a deſign to render you, kindles another in my ſoul, which renders our two lives incompatible. If you intereſs your ſelf in the ſervice which I rendred to <hi>Delia,</hi> ſo much as you make ſhew of, or rather if you love her as well as you would expreſs, you muſt diſpute her with me other waies, than by the offers of a friendſhip which I cannot receive from you. The reſpect I bear to <hi>Delia</hi> hindred me from declaring in her preſence that which hath been upon my heart all this day, but ſince ſhe knows very well that the love I have for her hath made me fail a hundred times in my dutie to my Father, ſhe will pardon me, what the ſame paſſion ſhall make me undertake againſt a Man, whom ſhe looks upon but too favourable to my miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortune, and whom ſhe ought never to have looked upon to the prejudice of ſuch a fidelitie as mine.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> ſpake in this manner, and by theſe words vented a part of his inward fire with a furious impetuoſitie, when the fair Unknown looking upon him with his former coldneſs, and adding a ſmile full of ſweetneſs to the moderation which appeared in his countenance, <q>I know, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> whether I ever wanted courage hitherto, or whether dangers and threats have over much affrighted me in the occaſions I have met withall, but I very well perceive that you will hardly make me reſolve to draw my Sword any more againſt you, and if <hi>Delia</hi> cannot be diſputed between us but by arms, the pretentions we may have to her will not be ſuddenly decided. I am very unhappy to find in you ſuch a hardneſs of heart as I thought not to have met with, and no bodie but your ſelf would poſſibly be ſo cruel as to deny me a friendſhip which I thought I might merit by the deſire which I have expreſſed of it. You deſerve better, <hi>anſwered Philadelph,</hi> and you have but too excellent parts to be my Enemy; I ſhould have had leſs diſpoſition to become yours, if you had nothing but ordinary in you, and this is an effect of my ill Fortune that finding in you whatſoever, upon another account, might have attracted my eſteem and affection, it muſt needs be, that principally in that reſpect, you are ſo much the more odious to me, by how much you are the more redoubtable: But <hi>I</hi> wonder <hi>purſued he, looking upon him with a ſeverer eye than before,</hi> that you perſevere in this manner of acting with me, ſeeing the little ſenſibi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity I expreſs of your kindneſs, and it ſeems you have a mind to make a piece of raillery of the moſt important buſineſs that ever you medled with in your life. If you really love <hi>Delia</hi> as your words and actions do declare, there is little probability that you ſhould deſire my friendſhip ſo much as you would perſwade me you do, and I know not upon what conſideration you court a Man, from this concurrence can leave you nothing but repug<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance and averſion: and if you do it to inſult over an unfortunate man in your happy con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition, know that as yet it is but ill grounded, and you have not ſo contemptible an Enemie of me, but that you have need of all your power to preſerve that, which at the rate of your life he will diſpute with you to the laſt moment of his own.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> uttered theſe words with violence, and not being able any longer to endure the ſight of the Unknown, was going to fling out of the chamber, when he ſtaid him by the arm, and having much ado to hold him: <q>Stay <hi>Philadelph ſaid he,</hi> and if you cannot endure me as the Lover of <hi>Delia,</hi> at leaſt endure me as her Brother. As her Brother? <hi>cryed</hi> Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph, <hi>looking upon him with an action full of aſtoniſhment:</hi> Yes as her Brother, <hi>replyed the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known; Delia</hi> is my Siſter, and upon this confeſſion which I make to you, henceforward our amitie will be no more ſuſpected by you. O Gods, <hi>ſaid Philadelph,</hi> what is it you tell me, could it be poſſible that you ſhould be the Brother of <hi>Delia,</hi> or is it to make your ſelf more ſport that you make me this diſcourſe? I am the Brother of <hi>Delia, replyed the Unknown,</hi> and ſhe knowing that our amitie cauſed your jealouſie, would not have me deter any longer the diſcoverie of this truth to you my ſelf. I was not unwilling to give her that ſatisfaction, and beſides what the knowledge of your merit might pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce in me ſince <hi>I</hi> ſaw you, the relation ſhe made me of your generous procedure towards her, cauſed ſo much eſteem and ſo much affection in me for you, that there was hardly any thing in the World which I could more ardently deſire than the opportunity of ſeeing and ſerving you.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
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With theſe words he ſtretched out his arms to him, and <hi>Philadelph</hi> receiving him into his with an exceſſive joy. <q>O Gods, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> how happy am I, if it be true that You are the Brother of <hi>Delia,</hi> and how ſatisfied ſhall I be, that now I may love and adore in you thoſe admirable parts which cauſed ſo much jealouſie in me? Never doubt, <hi>anſwered the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known,</hi> of a truth which in time and at leaſure you will learn from <hi>Delia</hi>'s mouth: my actions ſhall make you a fuller diſcovery, and you ſhall receive from me, as from the Brother of <hi>Delia,</hi> ſuch ſervices in relation to her, as you could not expect from her Lover. I beg your pardon then, <hi>added Philadelph, tranſported with joy,</hi> for the faults which my error made me commit, and I conjure you with a real repentance, to grant me that friendſhip now which my indiſcreet jealouſie made ſo unhandſomly reject.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words they embraced each other with a real Brotherly affection, and <hi>Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph</hi> looking upon him then as <hi>Delia</hi>'s Brother with different eyes from thoſe which his jealouſie before had opened, felt himſelf preſently inclined to love and admire him, who had a little before cauſed ſo many ſuſpicions in him; they continued a great while embra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing each other, and after they had made divers mutual proteſtations of eternal amity: <q>
                     <hi>Delia, ſaid the Unknown,</hi> muſt perfect our reconciliation, let us go and viſit her together, if you pleaſe, and you ſhall begin to know whether I intereſs my ſelf in <hi>Philadelphs</hi> ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, as the Brother, or as the Lover of <hi>Delia.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>Having done ſpeaking theſe words, they went together out of the Chamber, and paſſed into <hi>Delia</hi>'s, which was not far off. That fair Lady was laid down upon her bed to repoſe her ſelf after a little wearineſs, and ſhe no ſooner ſaw the two new Friends approach, but addreſſing her diſcourſe to the Unknown: <q>well Brother, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi>
                  </q> have you appeaſed that Enemy, which had ſo much repugnance for the Brother of <hi>Delia?</hi> The Brother of <hi>Delia, anſwered Philadelph,</hi> is, and ſhall alwayes be as dear to me as my life, but the reaſon of a Lover, and of a Lover favoured by <hi>Delia,</hi> could not but be very odious to me. <q>You ſhall never, <hi>replied</hi> Delia, <hi>cauſing him to place himſelf in a chair near her bed's head,</hi> You ſhall never have cauſe to envie the favours you ſhall ſee me do any other; and ſince the time you have ſeen me, you might have known me well enough, to believe that it is not eaſie to find any loves favoured by <hi>Delia:</hi> 'Tis true, this man whom you have ſo much ſuſpected is my Brother, <hi>continued ſhe, making him ſit down upon the ſide of her bed, and imbracing him with a great deal of tenderneſs,</hi> who is as dear to me as my life: but I will make no difficulty to tell you before him, that he is not more dear to me than <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and though the qualities of your perſon had not been capable to produce the effect you may hope for from them only, the remembrance of your pure and generous affection continues in my heart with ſuch a real reſentment, that nothing will ever be able to efface it thence. I lived in <hi>Cilicia</hi> with ſome circumſpection, that poſſibly you did not approve of, and I went from thence at a time when you might probably expect all the acknowledgement that might be of your affection, but 'tis time now, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> to declare to you thoſe reaſons which may juſtifie my actions, and to let you know that Fortune hath not been ſo blind, as you believed, in making you addreſs your affections to a perſon of a baſe and obſcure birth; truly you have been generous and diſ-intereſſed in loving with ſo honeſt and ſo rational intentions, a Maid, whom you believed to be infinitely inferior to you, and deſigning of her, meerly out of the knowledge you had of her face and vertue, a Crown and a place which the greateſt Princeſſes of <hi>Aſia</hi> would gladly have accepted of: but it was not the will of the Gods that this generoſity ſhould remain without recompence, and they have permitted you, in the perſon of that obſcure <hi>Delia,</hi> to love the Daughter of a great King, and a Princeſs that might pretend, being known to you, to that which you freely offered her before you knew her. What Madam, <hi>cryed Philadelph,</hi> are you a Kings Daughter? I am ſo without doubt, <hi>replyed Delia,</hi> and the Daughter of a King of the ſupreameſt rank of <hi>Aſia.</hi> Ha! Madam, <hi>anſwered the Prince, falling upon his knees by her bed ſide,</hi> this diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very cauſes me more grief than joy, and if I take part in the ſatisfaction which you have in being of a birth conformable to the greatneſs of your vertue, what excuſes ſhall I be able to find for ſo many faults, which my error hath made me commit againſt you? 'Tis that, <hi>added Delia,</hi> for which I have great cauſe to commend you eternally, and though you had known my true condition, I could not deſire more reſpect from you, than you have alwaies expreſſed to me. Ah! without doubt, <hi>replied the Prince,</hi> I might have perceived by ſo many marks of greatneſs which appeared in your perſon, and your actions, that you were not born of an obſcure bloud; and I had great ſupicions of the truth, which I often communicated to the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda:</hi> but this belief was ſtifled by the little reaſon we ſaw in you to conceal that truth with ſo much perſeverance, at a time when this de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>claration might have freed you from a great many diſpleaſures, and given a great deal of ſatisfaction to thoſe perſons of whoſe affection you could not doubt. I had ſome reaſons
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for it, <hi>anſwered the Princeſs,</hi> which other perſons poſſibly might have paſſed by, but in thoſe of my humour they were capable of doing what they did; and if it were advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geous for me in your mind to declare that I was born of Royal bloud, it was dangerous for me to confeſs that I was of a family, which is an enemy to yours, and ſo much hated by yours, that I could expect nothing upon any conſideration but a ſhameful and cruel uſage from the King your Father. Ha! Madam, <hi>interrupted Philadelph,</hi> though you were the Daughter of <hi>Artibaſus,</hi> and the Siſter of the cruel <hi>Artaxus</hi> King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> who by the death of our near relations hath done ſuch bloudy injuries to our family; you carry that in your countenance which might guard you from all dangers, and you ſhould have alwaies found me your Slave, that would have defended you to the laſt drop of his bloud againſt his Father as well as againſt the ſtrangeſt enemies. I was afraid too upon your ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count, <hi>replyed the Princeſs,</hi> not of any ill uſage, being ſo well acquainted with your vertue and goodneſs, which without doubt would have protected me, though Love had not inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed, but ſome change, or coldneſs in your affection of which I alwaies had a high eſteem: but ſince it is come to the proof of ſuch a declaration, I will make no more difficultie to confeſs to you that I am <hi>Arſinoe</hi> Daughter to the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and Siſter to the ſame <hi>Artaxus,</hi> from whom you have received ſome bloudy diſpleaſures in your Family, and this Prince for whom at firſt you had ſo much averſion, is the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> my Brother, of a very different humour from the King his elder Brother, and who had no hand in that crueltie, which cauſed ſo great a reſentment againſt <hi>Artaxus</hi> in the Spirit of the King your Father. See now, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> whether you love <hi>Delia</hi> ſtill, or the Siſter of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> and whether I have not loſt what my good fortune had gained upon your Spirit, by being born of a bloud which is odious to your Family. Ah! Madam, <hi>cryed the tranſported Prince, imprinting almoſt by force a fiery kiſs upon</hi> Arſinoes <hi>fair hand,</hi> though <hi>Artaxus</hi> ſhould have expoſed me my ſelf to the moſt violent effects of cruelty, the Priceſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> his Siſter, and yet my adorable <hi>Delia,</hi> is not leſs worthy of my reſpects, and I do not only continue in the former terms of my love to her, but upon her conſideration <hi>Artaxus</hi> is no longer odious to me, and ſeeing he is <hi>Delia</hi>'s Brother I would ſerve him with my life and bloud.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſtretching out his arms to him: <q>And may not I, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> who did no way contribute to thoſe actions which gave you ſo juſt an oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion to hate the cruel <hi>Artaxus,</hi> I who was a great way off from the place where they were committed, and after I had heard of them alwaies looked upon mine own Brother with averſion and repugnance, may not I hope more juſtly than he, that the ſame good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs which cauſes you ſo eaſily to pardon the culpable, will incline you to love the inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent, and thoſe which have never offended you nor yours? <hi>Philadelph</hi> tenderly embracing <hi>Ariobarzanes:</hi> What reſentment ſoever, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> my jealouſie cauſed in me to day againſt you, you are compoſed of ſuch admirable parts, that it would be no difficulty for you to gain the hearts of your moſt cruel enemies, and if any thing could remain upon my heart againſt you, it would be becauſe I believed you were the Lover of <hi>Delia,</hi> and not becauſe I know you to be the Brother of <hi>Artaxus:</hi> But Madam, <hi>continued he, turning to the Princeſs,</hi> you ſurprize me with your diſcourſe, I have been informed that in the King of <hi>Armenia</hi>'s Family there was a Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and a Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> born both with admirable qualities: but there came a report to us ſince, that as they were going to <hi>Rome,</hi> both <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſinoe</hi> and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> periſhed by a ſhipwrack, which made all <hi>Armenia</hi> deplore their loſs, as being two incomparable perſons. We did really ſuffer ſhipwrack, <hi>replyed Arſinoe,</hi> and I believe we are dead ſtill in the opinion of the <hi>Armenians,</hi> and of the greateſt part of thoſe that knew us: but the Gods to whom the perſon of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was precious, would not let him periſh, but ſaved me too for his ſake.</q> This is that which I would now acquaint you with, and after that I have briefly made known to you the reaſons which cauſed me to conceal my ſelf in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and which obliged me to depart thence, I will give you an account of that which hath befallen me ſince our ſeparation, which hindred me from retiring into <hi>Armenia,</hi> as my intention was to do.</p>
               <p>With theſe words ſhe cauſed him to ſit down again in his chair, and in the mean time the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> not judging it neceſſary for him to be preſent at a relation, whereof he knew all the particulars, and deſiring to give the two Lovers leiſure to diſcourſe of their adventures with all freedom, whilſt he went to entertain himſelf with thoſe thoughts with which his Spirit was diſturbed, went out of the Chamber, to go and walk in a garden, which he ſaw under the windows. Only the Princeſſes maid continued with her own and <hi>Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph</hi>'s Miſtris, and the Princeſs having kept ſilence a while to call to remembrance thoſe things which ſhe intended to relate, ſhe began her diſcourſe in theſe terms.</p>
               <div type="section">
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                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of the Princeſ</hi> ARSINOE.</head>
                  <p>THere are few remarkable things in my life wherewith you are not acquainted: thoſe of the moſt importance befell me in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> whereof you are a witneſs and the principal cauſe: and you are ignorant of nothing almoſt, but what hath happened ſince our ſepara<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and that <hi>I</hi> ſhall acquaint you with at large, after that I have ſuccinctly paſſed over former buſineſſes, and thoſe reaſons which may defend me againſt your accuſations.</p>
                  <p>I will not begin my diſcourſe with the beginnings of my life, which have nothing of impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance in them, but what is known throughout all <hi>Aſia;</hi> my firſt years paſſed away with ſweetneſs and tranquillity enough, and the time of our tender infancie was ſpent in a flouriſhing Court, and a peaceable and fortunate Kingdom: but I hardly began to have the uſe of reaſon, or any knowledge of our condition of life, when by the cruel ſurprize of <hi>Anthony,</hi> the unfortunate <hi>Artibaſus</hi> our Father was carried priſoner to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and all his family with him, except <hi>Artaxus</hi> our elder Brother, who ſucceeded him in the enjoyment of the Crown. My Brother <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> my Siſter <hi>Artemiſa</hi> and my ſelf lived in a captivity in a pompous Court, till I was about eight or nine years old, and this loſs of our liberty (the ſorrow whereof was ſo cruelly redoubled by the deplorable death of the King our Father, which I believe no perſon is ignorant of) was not repaired till after the defeat and the laſt misfortunes of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> at which time <hi>Caeſar</hi> being Maſter of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and the Empire too by the fall of his Competitor, freed us from captivity, and ſent us back with an honourable Convoy to the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> our Brother, whom he received into the number of his Friends and Allies.</p>
                  <p>I relate this to you in a few words as a thing ſufficiently divulged, and <hi>I</hi> will not enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain you with the reception which <hi>Artaxus</hi> gave us, who looked upon the rank of our family with great reſentments for our common misfortune. We lived in his Court with all the ſplendor we had loſt, and we recovered there, together with our libertie, our former rank and dignity. We were brought up, my Brother, my Siſter, and my ſelf, with great care, and it was not the fault of thoſe perſons who were put about me, that the ſlight advantages which <hi>I</hi> might have received from nature were not favourably ſeconded by good education. There was nothing forgotten, which might frame my Spirit to the horror of vices, and to the love of vertue, and I will ſay, if I may do it without offending againſt modeſty, that I had my inclinations naturally carried to eſteem that, which ſeemed good, and to avoid that which appeared to me to be vicious. I had a good Governeſs, the very ſame you ſaw in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> whom I made to paſs for my Aunt, who took a great deal of pains to cultivate whatſoever ſhe thought ſhe obſerved of good in me, and contributed as much as poſſibly ſhe could to form me according to her deſires, and vertuous inclinations.</p>
                  <p>About this time, as you know, the King my Brother prompted by a very juſt deſire of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge, made war upon the King of the <hi>Medes</hi> your Allie, and in the firſt year he had ſome advantages, which made him hope the abſolute ruine of his enemies. 'Tis true, by what we could underſtand, he diſhonoured them by his crueltie, and the Gods likewiſe to puniſh him for it, ſtopt the courſe of his good fortune by the ſuccours you gave <hi>Tygranes,</hi> which chan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged his fortune, and forced him to be gone out of the Dominions of your Allies. 'Twas at that time that he committed that action, which hath been ſo much condemned by all ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuous perſons, to cut the throats of two Princes of your bloud, priſoners in a juſt war, and againſt whom he could have no lawful reſentment.</p>
                  <p>This was that which made him loſe the valiant <hi>Britomarus,</hi> whoſe valour had been ſo fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourable to him in the firſt year of the war, and upon the relation which was made me of the generous quarrel he had with the King for the ſafetie of his priſoners, what cauſe ſoever I had otherwiſe to blame the preſumption of that young warrior, <hi>I</hi> could not but have his vertue and greatneſs of courage in admiration, and that eſteem made me forget ſome part of the reſentment I had againſt him. <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who by the Kings command continued at <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taxata,</hi> as well becauſe of his Youth which as yet was not capable of bearing arms, as to keep the <hi>Armenians</hi> in obedience, whilſt the King made war in forreign Countries, wept for regret and grief at the relation of this crueltie, and made all thoſe judge who ſaw him at that time, that his inclinations would be very different from thoſe of the King his Brother. <hi>I</hi> enlarge my ſelf particularly upon this action of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> becauſe it was upon this account that the hatred of the King your Father was ſo violently exaſperated both againſt him and his, and it was upon the reſentment of this action that he made an oath never to pardon any perſon of the bloud or Alliance of <hi>Artaxus</hi> whom fortune ſhould cauſe to fall into his hands, and it was upon this knowledge, and out of the fear of this choler, that <hi>I</hi> obſtinately reſolved upon ſo long a diſguiſe in <hi>Cilicia.</hi> You know better than I, what were the laſt ſucceſſes of that War, and how at laſt it was ended by <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s authority, who by the terror of his power, made
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theſe Kings, who were cruelly bent to ruine each other to lay down their arms, and forced them to peace, when the weakneſs of them both might ſufficiently have diſpoſed them to it, if their hatred had not maintained the war rather than their forces. <q>'Tis true, <hi>(ſaid</hi> Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ladelph, <hi>interrupting the Princeſſes diſcourſe)</hi> that the King my Father retired with ſo much grief and reſentment againſt <hi>Artaxus</hi> for the death of <hi>Ariſton</hi> and <hi>Theomedes</hi> his Nephews, that to revenge himſelf of that cruelty, there was no cruelty but he would have exerciſed; and I believe if fortune had made you your ſelf fall into his hands with this miraculous beauty and theſe divine graces, which might have diſarmed the rage of a hunger-ſtarved Tygre, he would have made you to have felt the effects of his indignation without any reſpect. Do not think it ſtrange then, if I was afraid of him, <hi>replied Arſinoe,</hi> and do me the favour to believe ſtill, that the conſideration of my life was not the cauſe of the greateſt fears, and I had not thought it due to my honour, which in his indignation an implacable enemy might poſſibly have expoſed to ignominy to take the more ſevere revenge upon <hi>Artaxus</hi>'s cruelty. I ſhould not poſſibly have had this fear of a man born of a Royal bloud, and of one that was your Father, if it had not been confirmed in my Spirit, by the knowledge he gave me of it, as you ſhall underſtand in the ſequel of my diſcourſe.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>You know that a little while after this forced peace, <hi>Auguſtus</hi> ſent to demand <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and my ſelf to be brought up at <hi>Rome</hi> near him, with divers Kings Children which were educated there in the ſame manner, and were kept by <hi>Auguſtus</hi> near himſelf, either to teſtifie his affection to their Parents, or to have a greater aſſurance of their fidelity by means of thoſe hoſtage. <hi>Artaxus</hi> knew not preſently what to judge of it, but he durſt not diſobey <hi>Augu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtus</hi>'s will, of which in all probability this was an obliging effect on his part, and having communicated to us the order which he had received, he found us not unwilling to go the voyages. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being naturally amorous of great things, joyfully received the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſition which was made him of going to that ſtately City, Miſtris of the greateſt part of the Univerſe, to paſs ſome years in that pompous Court, where almoſt all the Kings in the world came to pay their homage: and beſides he had ſmall inclination to the ſevere dealings of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> but being of a ſweet and pitiful diſpoſition, he could not live without repugnance, with a man ſo cruel and in exorable towards thoſe who had offended him.</p>
                  <p>Theſe were the reaſons which obliged <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> willingly to undertake the voyage to <hi>Rome,</hi> and his good will eaſily gained mine, without him I ſhould hardly have ventured upon this enterpriſe, but ever ſince we were little ones there was contracted ſo near an amitie between us, that we could hardly live one without the other, and I did more eaſily reſolve to go all the world over with <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who was as dear to me as my ſelf, than to ſtay at <hi>Artaxata</hi> without him.</p>
                  <p>It would be to no purpoſe to relate to you the preparations for our Voyage, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grets which <hi>Artaxus</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> expreſſed at our departure, it will ſuffice me to tell you, that all things were ordered as they ſhould be, with an equipage beſeeming our birth, we departed from <hi>Artaxata</hi> upon the way towards <hi>Italy,</hi> and marched as far as the <hi>Egean</hi> Sea, where we embarqued; after we had croſſed a good part of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and coaſted <hi>Licia</hi> and <hi>Pamphilia</hi> by land, without any memorable accident. From the <hi>Egean</hi> Sea, in ſtead of paſſing over the Streight, to deſcend into <hi>Macedonia,</hi> and to take Shipping again upon the <hi>Adriatique</hi> Gulph, as that was our moſt direct way; fearing the tediouſneſs of thoſe long Voyages by land, and wherewith we were already tired, we turned upon the left hand towards <hi>Peloponneſus,</hi> and deſcended into the <hi>Mediterranean</hi> Sea, believing, that though it would be the longer, yet it would be the eaſier way, not being obliiged to em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bark and diſembark ſo often. It was rather our deſtinies that would have it thus, and the Gods who reſerved <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and I for other adventures, had not ordained that we ſhould ſee the banks of <hi>Tyber.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>We had been but a ſmall time upon this Sea, when we were ſeized upon by that furious tempeſt, wherein we ſuffered that ſhipwrack, which you have heard ſpoken of, and loſt our lives in the opinion of ſo many perſons. I will not deſcribe to you the particulars of that impetuous ſtorm, <hi>I</hi> will content my ſelf to tell you, that the winds immediately roſe ſo contrary to us, that they made us take a quite contrary way to that which we had begun to ſail; and after we had been toſſed up and down two daies and two nights in perpetual fears of death, which preſented it ſelf to our eyes; they caſt our battered Veſſel upon that Coaſt of <hi>Cilicia</hi> which is oppoſite to <hi>Cyprus,</hi> where Navigation is ſo dangerous by reaſon of an infinite number of ſmall Rocks, which reach no higher than the ſuperficies of the water, againſt one of which our Veſſel being diſabled from ſailing, was daſhed all to pieces and left us expoſed to the mercy of the pitileſs Waves. I could not know then what became of <hi>Ariobarzanes:</hi> and though the ſtrict amity which had alwaies been between us, ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred his ſafety as dear to me as mine own, yet I was in part of the Ship, diſtant from that
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where he was employed, and the dreadful danger I was in at that time, made me forget every thing elſe but the preſervation of my life; I had little hope of it, and yet I would not neglect the means which Heaven might give me to prolong it. I cloſely embraced a piece of the Maſt, upon which I laid hold juſt when the Veſſel ſplit, and my Governeſs and one of my Maids who were alwaies cloſe by me, were likewiſe Companions of my Fortune, and holding by my two ſides they were carried above water by that favourable piece of Wood, to which I owed my ſafety; the violence of the Waves made us many times almoſt let go our hold, but neceſſity gives ſtrength in ſuch extremities as thoſe, to which next to the aſſiſtance of Heaven we owed without doubt the preſervation of our lives. By good fortune the ſhore was not far off, and after we had been a long time toſſed up and down with little hope, and ſmall ſtrength or knowledge left, the Maſt which ſuſtained us, by a Wave, which was more impetuous than all that went before, was driven on ſhore with ſo much vehemence, that we found our ſelves upon the land, when we almoſt deſpaired of ever reaching to it.</p>
                  <p>We continued lying a long while upon the ſhore, half dead with wearineſs, the coldneſs of the waters, and ſo many miſeries as we had ſuffered, where I looked upon what had be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fallen us as upon a dream, and had hardly ſo much knowledge left as to reflect upon my ſhipwrack. We were in this condition, when <hi>Briſeis</hi> that good woman, at whoſe houſe you met me, arrived, as ſhe was walking upon the ſhore, and being moved with compaſſion at ſo pitiful a ſpectacle, ſhe preſently offered us all the aſſiſtances we could deſire of her in our preſent miſery. I did not refuſe her offers in the neceſſity we had of her ſuccour, and I eaſily diſpoſed my ſelf to go with her to her houſe to dry my ſelf, and to take ſome reſt which I had need enough of: But I hardly began to know that the Gods had ſaved my life from the danger which had threatned it, but <hi>I</hi> remembred my Brother, and upon that remembrance, grief wanted but a very little of making me loſe that which the Waves had ſeparated, <hi>I</hi> would not leave the ſhore as wet and weary as <hi>I</hi> was, without ſearching it as far as my ſtrength would permit, and calling on every ſide with a feeble voice upon the name of <hi>Ariobarzanes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I will not <hi>Philadelph,</hi> deſcribe to you the particulars of my grief, that diſcourſe would be too troubleſome to you; but <hi>I</hi> will proteſt to you truly, and the Gods bear me witneſs, that the loſs of my dear Brother, hindred me from being ſenſible of any joy for my own ſafety, I earneſtly complained that Heaven had permitted me to ſurvive ſo amiable and ſo well-beloved a Brother, and if <hi>I</hi> had not been flattered with ſome ſmall hope that he might have received from Heaven an aſſiſtance like to that which ſaved me, whereof being much ſtronger than I, he might make much better uſe, my grief would have been ſtrong enough to have given me that upon the land which <hi>I</hi> avoided upon the water. The comfort which my Governeſs laboured to give me in this uncertainty, and the endeavours of <hi>Briſeis,</hi> who applied her ſelf to comfort and ſerve me with a great deal of goodneſs, wrought no effect upon my Spirit, and I ſpent the three or four firſt daies in tears, which no diſcourſe could dry up; <hi>I</hi> had the name of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> perpetually in my mouth, and his viſage eternally before my eyes, loſing no time in the mean while, in making the ſhore to be ſearched every way by <hi>Briſeis</hi>'s ſervants, to learn ſome news of him.</p>
                  <p>This affliction which abſolutely took up my thoughts, did not permit me for above eight daies ſo much as to inform my ſelf in what place we were; but when <hi>I</hi> was rendred capable of ſome diſcourſe and the firſt tranſports of grief were a little diſſipated by a ray of hope which I conceived, that the deſtiny of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> might be the ſame with mine, <hi>I</hi> gave my Governeſs leave to enquire, and <hi>I</hi> underſtood that we were but a daies journey from the capital City of <hi>Cilicia.</hi> This intelligence filled me with as much fear as <hi>I</hi> was capable of in my profound ſadneſs, and not being ignorant upon what account the King of the Countrie was an enemy to our familie, and an enemy full of hatred, which could let me hope for no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but all manner of ſhame and ill uſage, if <hi>I</hi> was diſcovered in his Dominions, <hi>I</hi> had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to diſguiſe my name and my birth, and underſtanding by <hi>Ericlea</hi> my Governeſs, and by <hi>Melite,</hi> who, as you knew, is the Maid who is ſtill with me, that they had not acquainted <hi>Briſeis</hi> with any thing of the truth, <hi>I</hi> concealed my true name under that of <hi>Delia,</hi> and my condition under that of <hi>Ericlea</hi>'s Niece, praying my Governeſs to carry her ſelf towards me in publick as her Niece, and <hi>Milete</hi> to treat me as her Siſter. This was performed as <hi>I</hi> deſired, and the ſame day <hi>Briſeis</hi> was informed by us of thoſe things which we deſired ſhe ſhould know, and which were related to you a few daies after: <hi>I</hi> had divers Jewels upon my Clothes, which <hi>I</hi> took off the better to diſguiſe the truth, and <hi>I</hi> cauſed part of them to be given to <hi>Briſeis</hi> by my Governeſs in acknowledgement of her generous bounty, though ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſed them a great while, and did not reſolve to take them till we threatned to be gone from her, if ſhe refuſed thoſe ſmall tokens of our gratitude and amity.</p>
                  <p>
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We were upon theſe terms, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and waiting for ſome favourable opportunity to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turn into my own Country without being diſcovered, I ſpent my time, when I could get free from thoſe women, in ſolitude, which was more agreeable to me than any company, by reaſon of the ſadneſs which the loſs of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had eſtabliſhed in my ſoul, when it pleaſed the Gods that I ſhould meet you in that fatal wood, whither our common deſtiny conducted us. You know better than I all that befel me in <hi>Cilicia</hi> from that day till the day of our ſeparati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on: but you did not know part of the reſentments and the thoughts which poſſeſſed my ſoul ſince that time, I will give you a brief account of them before I proceed to the relation of that which befel me ſince your departure out of <hi>Cilicia.</hi>
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                  <p>Do not think, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> that I could look upon ſo many proofs of ſo pure, and ſo perfect an affection, from a Prince ſo highly accompliſhed as your ſelf, with that inſenſibility where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with you have ſo often reproached me. I had eyes, as well as any other perſon, open, and clear-ſighted in the knowledge of your excellent qualities, <hi>I</hi> had a Spirit capable of reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment for ſo many good offices as you rendred me, and <hi>I</hi> had a ſoul upon which this reſentment and this knowledge might produce all the effects which are not contrary to vertue; <hi>I</hi> did really eſteem you as much as in reaſon you could poſſibly deſire, as ſoon as by a little experience <hi>I</hi> had obſerved the conformity of the exterior qualities of your perſon to the beauty of your interior perfections, and this eſteem was ſo ſtrongly fixed in my Spirit, that <hi>I</hi> did not believe there was any perſon in the world more worthy of it than your ſelf. <hi>I</hi> began at laſt to approve very well of your affection, after that the purity of your intentions was made known to me; and <hi>I</hi> could not ſee a great Prince, as you were, love an unknown Maid with ſo much ſincerity and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect, and with a deſign to make her his Wiſe, without feeling my ſelf tenderly obliged to ſuch obliging intentions.</p>
                  <p>For a long time you gained nothing more upon my Spirit, than this eſteem and acknowledg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; and beſides that <hi>I</hi> believed that this was all <hi>I</hi> could in reaſon grant you; till than my Spirit had never any diſpoſition to engage it ſelf in that paſſion which is a troubler of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe, and which, in my opinion, how juſt a ground ſoever it may have, is not abſolutely per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted with decency to perſons of our ſex. <hi>I</hi> had ſeen but one man in my life, compoſed of admirable parts, in whom <hi>I</hi> obſerved particular thoughts for my ſelf, and though his perſon was ſuch, that if his birth had been proportionable to mine, <hi>I</hi> ſhould have looked upon him without repugnance; yet the inequality which was between us made me look upon his bold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs with averſion, and rendred all his good qualities uſeleſs to his intentions. I had my Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit free then, when I came into your parts, and this liberty, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> defended it ſelf a long time againſt all the teſtimonies of your love.</p>
                  <p>You began at laſt to make ſome attempts upon it, and it does not trouble me to make this confeſſion to you, when I call to mind that the moſt obdurate ſoul in the world would have been moved with ſo many proofs of your paſſion. Yet I oppoſed my ſelf divers dayes againſt the birth of theſe particular reſentments, till then unkown to my Spirit, and to which my heart could not accuſtom it ſelf. <hi>I</hi> was offended at the weakneſs which <hi>I</hi> found in my Spirit, and <hi>I</hi> endeavoured to fortifie it by calling to mind my former reſolutions, which till then had oppoſed all manner of engagement, and by all the conſiderations, which in the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition <hi>I</hi> was then, might divert my inclinations from it. The beſt remedy I could find for the defence of that, which you too ſtrongly aſſaulted, was to deſire leave of the Princeſs your Siſter to be gone, and to fly the occaſions of engaging my ſelf any farther, by leaving of <hi>Cili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cia:</hi> I had other pretences enough without diſcovering that, and beſides the deſire of ſeeing my native Country, and our family which without doubt had reſented my loſs with ſome af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fliction, and of getting out of a condition which was ſo different from that wherein <hi>I</hi> was born, and the danger which threatned me, if <hi>I</hi> was diſcovered in the King your Fathers Court; the troubles which <hi>I</hi> raiſed there, and the diviſions which <hi>I</hi> innocently cauſed between the King and you, were a ſufficient motive to make me haſten my departure out of <hi>Cilicia.</hi> This was that likewiſe which <hi>I</hi> ofteneſt alledged, both to the Princeſs your Siſter and your ſelf, when <hi>I</hi> prayed you both to conſent to my return. You know <hi>I</hi> preſſed you very often to it, and at laſt <hi>I</hi> had concluded upon it, if <hi>I</hi> could have upheld my reſolutions againſt the grief which you expreſſed at this propoſition, and the proteſtation you made with tears and oaths, and with all the marks that might perſwade a verity, that you could not, without dying, endure this ſeparation.</p>
                  <p>'Twas in that weakneſs, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> that <hi>I</hi> knew <hi>I</hi> loved you, and you might have taken notice of it your ſelf, whatſoever intention <hi>I</hi> had to conceal it, if you had conſidered that complacency onely was not capable of making me expoſe my ſelf to ſo many diſgraces as had almoſt ruined me through the indignation of the King your Father, nor to make me continue in his Kingdom againſt the orders which he ſent me to be gone, and to put my ſelf into danger of an eternal confinement, and of poyſon, by which a little after you ſaw me
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reduced to the utmoſt extremities; 'Twas in this rancounter, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> that my ſoul re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived a very ſenſible impreſſion for you, and though I could accuſe nothing for my approach<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing death, but only your love, in ſtead of having any reſentment againſt you for it, you did ſo move me with your grief, that I was hardly ſorry for the loſs of my life, but only for your ſake; and I ſhould not at that time have deſired the prolongation of it, but only to be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtow the reſt of it upon you, when the change of my condition, and the conſent of my friends would have permitted me to do it handſomely. You may remember how that when I thought I had been at my laſt gaſp, I began a diſcourſe by which you might probably judge, that I was going to diſcover to you ſome things which till then you had been ignorant of, and 'tis certain that it was my intention to acquaint you with that then, which I have declared to you to day, and to free you at my death from the regret or ſhame which might remain to you, for having debaſed your thoughts and your deſigns to a perſon unworthy of you in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard of her birth. <hi>Alas!</hi> cryed <hi>Philadelph,</hi> interrupting the Princeſſes diſcourſe with a ſigh, <hi>Alas! Madam, how well do I remember that paſſage of my life, and how often hath it come into my memory ſince our ſeparation, as one of the moſt remarkable things, and moſt worthy to be fixed in my memory? 'Tis true, that when you were in a better condition you repented your ſelf of the good intention you had had, and though I urged you much upon it, you made as if you had forgotten what you had ſo well begun. But ſince that time, Madam, after you had received ſuch proofs of my love, as could not in reaſon permit you to be thus cloſe, and diſtruſtful of me, and then too when by your vertue you had reduced the King my Father to deſire, and requeſt ſo earneſtly himſelf of you, that which till then he had ſo much rejected, what juſt reaſon could you have to conceal from me the truth of your birth, and what could you fear upon this confeſſion in a place where you were adored by the perſons who had any power there?</hi> I was afraid of every thing, <hi>replyed Arſinoe,</hi> and beſides what I heard you ſay your ſelf every day, of the hatred you bare to the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> which might make me apprehend ſome change in your affection (for as for any other ill uſage I was ſecure on your part by the knowledge I had of your vertue) my fears were redoubled by an accident which diſcovered the Kings thoughts to our family, more fully than I had underſtood them till then, and I will tell you, if you do not know it already, that about the time that you recovered of that ſickneſs which reconciled you to him, and he began to ſignifie by his diſcourſe that he would no longer oppoſe your intentions, he came one evening into the Princeſs your Siſters Chamber, who having been indiſpoſed that evening, had no body with her but my ſelf and two of her Maids, one of which read to her the Hiſtory of <hi>Dionyſius</hi> the Tyrant of <hi>Syracuſe,</hi> when the King entred into the Chamber, ſhe had newly heard read of the cruelty which the <hi>Syracuſians</hi> exerciſed againſt the Daughters of that Tyrant, making them die the moſt cruel death they could invent after they had expoſed them to all manner of ſhame and ignominy? The Princeſs who had her mind full of the <hi>Idea</hi> of that which had been read, could not forbear ſpeaking immediately to the King, with deteſtation and horror, concerning the cruelty of the <hi>Syracuſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ans,</hi> making imprecations againſt thoſe <hi>Barbarians</hi> who had uſed ſuch young, ſuch fair, and ſuch innocent Princeſſes with ſo much inhumanity. The King after he had patiently hearkned to her: <hi>This action was very cruel,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>but a juſt and violent reſentment may car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry us to many things, and though I have not a natural inclination to cruelty, the outrage I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived from the King of</hi> Armenia <hi>in the death of my Nephews, hath filled me with ſuch a grand reſentment againſt him, that I believe that if fortune ſhould put into my power any perſons of his family, of what Age or Sex ſoever they were, I ſhould uſe them as bad as poſſibly might be, to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge my ſelf upon that cruel man.</hi> Theſe words filled the Princeſs, who heard them full of horror; but if they had obſerved my countenance in thoſe emotions, they would eaſily have perceived the ſtrange effect, which they produced upon my Spirit. All that night, nor for many days afterwards, I could not overcome the fear that this diſcourſe cauſed in my Spirit, and I conceited every moment that I was ready to be diſcovered, and expoſed by the Kings implacable hatred againſt our Family, to all manner of bad uſage; this was that which at laſt made me take a full reſolution to be gone out of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and to wait for an opportunity to put it in execution in good earneſt.</p>
                  <p>Not long after it offered its ſelf of its own accord, when <hi>Tigranes</hi> being outed of his Domi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nions, came to <hi>Tharſus</hi> to beg ſuccour, and it was reſolved that You ſhould go at the head of an Army to reſtore him to his Kingdom. This is another paſſage, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> wherein I confeſs my weakneſs, as I obſerved it my ſelf in that tranſaction, I believed that nothing but Your abſence could give me courage enough to depart out of Your Country, and if You had ſtay<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed there ſtill, I know not whether I ſhould ever have been able to reſolve to leave You in that grief, whereinto, as I might judge by former probabilities, my departure would put You. Beſides, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> 'twas not without ſome diſpleaſure upon my own part, that I diſpoſed my ſelf to be gone from You, and You might have taken notice by divers marks that You were
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not indifferent to me. I judged then that I ought to take this time in Your abſence, to free my ſelf from all difficulties, and from all the impediments which Your affection, and all that was on my part, had laid in my way to hinder my departure, but believing that with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out ingratitude I could not part from You for ever, and make You loſe all the hopes which in regard of Your love and ſervice, You might with a great deal of reaſon have conceived, I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſired partly to exempt my ſelf from the reproach which You might lay upon me for it, and to comply with mine own inclination, which would not have permitted me without grief to part with You for ever, and upon this deſign, I thought it beſt (by ſome way or other, which might not retard the effect of my intention) to acquaint You with the truth of my name and birth, and the place whither I intended to retire; to the end, that if You perſevered in Your affection, after You knew who I was, and to whom You ought to addreſs Yourſelf, You might find out ſome means to come and ſee me, and obtain me for your Wife of the King my Brother, by thoſe wayes which are ordinarily uſed amongſt perſons of our Birth. And moreover I will tell you (and that will poſſibly make you excuſe in part the refuſal I made of the honour which the King Your Father preſented me) that though I might have been diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered in his Court without any danger, and though my inclinations had been more favourable to you, I ſhould never have conſented to the marriage which was propoſed to me, without putting my ſelf into the power of the King my Brother, and obtaining his conſent in my ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute liberty, and not whilſt I was in the power of his Enemy. This likewiſe was one of the ſtrongeſt reaſons that made me haſten my departure for your ſake, thinking that this was the beſt way for me to be gone as ſoon as poſſibly I could to that place, in which only you could hope to find your ſatisfaction. Behold, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> the naked truth of my intentions. In or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der to the executions of them <hi>I</hi> meant to ſerve my ſelf with that Paper which <hi>I</hi> gave you, and and knowing the ſincerity of your love, <hi>I</hi> made no difficulty to truſt you with it, after you had promiſed not to open it without permiſſion. Seeing you have loſt it, <hi>I</hi> will tell you the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tents of it, which were expreſſed almoſt in theſe words.</p>
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                           <hi>To Prince</hi> PHILADELPH.</head>
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                           <hi>I Am conſtrained at laſt to take that leave, which you have ſo long refuſed me, and to ſeek a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treat in our own Family, where with more conveniency than in yours I may receive the teſtimonies of your affection. Upon this deſign your abſence is favourable to me, ſeeing it ſecures me from the complaints and reproaches of a Prince, whom I could not leave in grief without reſenting a great deal of it my ſelf. 'Tis to the Court of the King of</hi> Armenia <hi>my Brother that I retire my ſelf, and if, after you know this, you have any love left for the Siſter of your Enemy, 'tis in that place you may ſeek for</hi> Delia, <hi>in the Perſon of</hi> Arſinoe, <hi>and there learn that my birth is not inferiour to yours. By this declaration I partly juſtifie what you condemned, and you will know without doubt that the Siſter of</hi> Artaxus <hi>had reaſon to keep her ſelf concealed in the King of</hi> Cilicia's <hi>Court, and that a Princeſs of</hi> Arſinoe's <hi>extraction was obliged to a greater circumſpection in the conduct of her life, than a mean and unknown</hi> Delia. <hi>You know the wayes you muſt uſe to acquire me, if you re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain any deſire to do it, the enmity which is between our Families will not hinder</hi> Artaxus <hi>from conſidering the obligation I have to you, and the merit of your Perſon, if the King your Father deſires his alliance: I am obliged by decency and by vertue to ſubmit my ſelf to his will, but as far as they can permit my inclinations to act for you, I promiſe you that</hi> Arſinoe <hi>will be as favour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to you, as you can expect from the honour and the generous treatment you have ſhewed to</hi> Delia.</p>
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                     <hi>O Gods! O omnipotent Gods!</hi> cryed <hi>Philadelph,</hi> having heard out the words of <hi>Arſinoe</hi>'s Letter, <hi>from how many pains and troubles, and ſorrows worſe than death might I have ſecured my ſelf, if I had been permitted to read theſe ſacred words wherein my deſtiny was contained! O my too regular obedience, and yet ſuch an obedience as I cannot repent of, how many tears haſt thou cauſed me, how many torments, and cruel traverſes haſt thou coſt me!</hi> Accuſe your negligence rather, replyed the Princeſs ſmiling, ſeeing by your negligence only in not preſerving of that which you ſay was ſo important to you, you expoſed your ſelf to all the diſpleaſures you have been ſenſible of: yet <hi>I</hi> will willingly pardon it upon the ſcore of the obligation <hi>I</hi> have to that regular obedience whereof you complain, and to give you ſome comfort upon that ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count, let me tell you that though you had read that Letter, the loſs of which hath ſo much afflicted you, you would have received no other ſatisfaction by it, but onely to have known that in the perſon of <hi>Delia</hi> you had loved the Daughter of a King, without know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, for all that, the place of my retreat, which hitherto hath been quite contrary to my intention. <hi>I</hi> wrote the Letter in theſe terms, <hi>I</hi> gave it to you, and <hi>I</hi> exacted of you the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe which was neceſſary for my ſecurity, and <hi>I</hi> ſaw you depart, if <hi>I</hi> may be permitted to ſay ſo, with more regret than <hi>I</hi> expreſſed to you either by my countenance or diſcourſe: yet you
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obſerved by that, that I was not inſenſible of that ſeparation; and 'tis certain, though I may be blamed for this confeſſion, that you were not ſo indifferent to me, but that I felt the grief of it at the bottom of my heart: I endeavoured to diſſemble one part of it, and diſcovered the other, believing that I was ſo far obliged to you, that I might, without crime, give you theſe marks of my acknowledgment and affection. Nevertheleſs I would not quit your Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try immediately after your departure, that I might receive news from you, which was very welcome to me, and that the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda</hi> might not judge by my ſudden going away, that your conſideration only detained me with her. During the ſtay I made there, I heard, with a great deal of joy, of the happy ſucceſs of your arms, and the particular relation of your gallant actions, in the glory whereof I intereſſed my ſelf, poſſibly a little more than I ſhould have done, and at laſt, when I judged that the affairs of that War were very forward, that you might ſhortly return into <hi>Cilicia,</hi> I reſolved upon my departure, to the end that if your return was more ſpeedy than was believed, you might not find me in a place where poſſibly your preſence and your Prayers would have ſtaid me ſtill, contrary to my intention. 'Twas the knowledge of my own weakneſs which made me haſten my Voyage, and I was very ſenſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble of the trouble I had to reſiſt thoſe tears, and thoſe marks of grief and diſpair which had retained me ſo long in <hi>Cilicia.</hi>
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                     <hi>I</hi> will not repeat particularly to you the difficulty I had to obtain leave to go of the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs your Siſter: but truly you have this obligation to her amity, that out of the care ſhe had of your ſatisfaction, ſhe ſpared neither prayers, nor tears, nor any teſtimony of the moſt ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent affection, to ſtay me. I continued divers dayes before I could diſpoſe her to let me go, and beſides the diſpleaſure ſhe expreſſed at my departure upon her own conſideration, ſhe pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſted to me that I could not have that deſign, except I meant to take away your Life, and that I committed an action of ingratitude and inhumanity unworthy of my ſelf: I told her, but in vain, that the matter was not ſo bad as ſhe made it, and that in the Letter which I had given you, you would find wherewith to comfort your ſelf, and all the addreſs you could deſire towards an abſolute ſatisfaction and contentment, which doubtleſs would be more dear to him, than my continuance in <hi>Cilicia:</hi> She took all this diſcourſe for a put-off, and I believe I had never wrought her to conſent, if ſhe had not remembred the requeſt you made to the King, and to her, to uſe fair means only to retain me, and not to offer me any violence. This conſideration brought her at laſt to that which I deſired of her, when ſhe ſaw that my reſolution could not be altered, ſhe acquainted the King with it her ſelf, and prayed him, as <hi>I</hi> had requeſted her, to cauſe me to be ſafely conducted to one of the Cities under the obedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence of the King of <hi>Armenia. I</hi> deſired no more for fear of declaring my ſelf too far, and <hi>I</hi> knew well enough, that when <hi>I</hi> diſcovered my ſelf in the King my Brothers Dominions, <hi>I</hi> ſhould find all manner of aſſiſtance and convoy to <hi>Artaxata.</hi>
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                  <p>The King himſelf, after the Princeſs had done, employed a great deal of care to ſtay me, and proteſted divers times to me that he was as deſirous now that <hi>I</hi> ſhould be his Daughter, as he had been averſe from it before. At laſt when he ſaw me reſolved upon my deſign, he offered me all <hi>I</hi> could deſire for my Voyage, and after he had conſidered whom he might truſt to conduct me, he gave the employment to <hi>Antigenes.</hi> This man at firſt <hi>I</hi> ſuſpected, becauſe he had formerly made love to me with a great deal of earneſtneſs, and with aſſurance to mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry me by the Kings favour, who as you know, upheld him in that deſign, yet remembring how he had behaved himſelf towards me ſince the day you prohibited him to ſee me, the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect he expreſſed to me in all his actions, and all the Apologies he often made me for thoſe things which he was conſtrained to do in obedience to the Kings command, <hi>I</hi> believed he had abſolutely loſt that intention, which he only pretended for fear of incurring the Kings diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure, and <hi>I</hi> as eaſily imagined that he would acquit himſelf of his commiſſion with more affection than another, that by that means he might the better gain his Prince's favour. At laſt <hi>I</hi> diſpoſed my ſelf to depart under his conduct, after the King had aſſured me of his fidelity and diſcretion, and after <hi>I</hi> had taken my laſt leave of the Princeſs <hi>Andromeda</hi> with a great many tears upon both ſides, and received from the King all the teſtimonies of love and good will, I mounted with my Governeſs, and <hi>Melite</hi> into a Chariot which the King cauſed to be provided for us, and <hi>Antigenes</hi> accompanied us on horſeback, being attended by ſeven or eight Men in the ſame equipage.</p>
                  <p>The good uſage I received from the King your Father after your departure, the endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours he uſed to retain me, and the belief I owe to the word of a King, and of a King, who is the Father of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> alwayes hindred me from ſuſpecting the Treaſon that was practiſed againſt me, which might proceed only from the villany of that Perſon which committed it, or if it was by any order, I never accuſed any body for it but the Queen your Step Mother, who hath alwayes born a great deal of reſentment againſt me, for being, though innocently, an hindrance to your marriage with the Princeſs <hi>Urania</hi> her Daughter. Howſoever it was,
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we departed from <hi>Tharſus,</hi> and travelled the firſt Stage the direct way to <hi>Armenia:</hi> but the next morning, without being perceived by me, by reaſon of the little knowledge I had of the ways, <hi>Antigenes</hi> made us take one quite contrary, and having no body with him but ſuch perſons as he abſolutely diſpoſed of, he followed his premeditated way, without being oppoſed by any body in his intention. All that day I miſtruſted nothing, marching under the faith of my Conductor, and not ſuſpecting any ſuch infidelity in a man in whom the King had repoſed ſo much confidence; but the next day I was amazed when I ſaw my ſelf upon the Sea ſide, and ſaw a Veſſel that waited for us, by <hi>Antigene</hi>'s private order, into which he told me I muſt enter.</p>
                  <p>Though I was ſo ignorant of the Country, as not to perceive the firſt cheat they put upon me, yet I was not ſo ſimple, but that I knew well enough, that to go the direct way out of <hi>Cilicia</hi> into <hi>Armenia,</hi> there was no Sea to paſs, and I had ſeen in the Map, and had often heard that the way lay by Land, croſſing over Mount <hi>Taurus,</hi> and entring into <hi>Armenia</hi> the leſs. I preſently let <hi>Antigenes</hi> know as much, and refuſed to enter into his Veſſel, telling him I knew very well that was not the way to <hi>Armenia. Antigenes</hi> at firſt would have amuſed me with words, and have made me believe that I was miſtaken in my Map: but when he ſaw me ſtedfaſt in my opinion, and that he had no hope to get me into his Veſſel by his diſcourſe and perſwaſions, he took me under one arm and making one of his companions do ſo by the other, theſe two men carried me by force, and put me into the Veſſel, my words, my cries, and all the reſiſtance I could make, not being able to ſave me from it. They which followed did as much by my Governeſs and <hi>Melite,</hi> and they were not much troubled to do it, finding them fully reſolved to follow me into what part of the World ſo ever my ill Fortune ſhould conduct me. In concluſion, they ſtript the Chariot and the Horſes, and after they had hoiſed up their ſails, they commanded the Pilot to ſteer towards the Iſland of <hi>Cyprus,</hi> which as You know, is ſeparated from <hi>Cilicia,</hi> but by a little arm of the Sea.</p>
                  <p>You may judge very well, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> without my ſtriving to repreſent it to You, what my grief was upon the knowledge of this cruel Treaſon, and with what fears I was ſeized, ſeeing my ſelf in the power of a man, who had the confidence of committing this diſloyalty. I am not naturally apt to be over-paſſionate, and if I may ſay it of my ſelf, <hi>I</hi> patiently ſupport the aſſaults of my bad fortune; but in this unlucky adventure, by which I was become the prey of a Traytor, and of a Man who by this action made me ſufficiently judge him capa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble of any thing that might afflict me, I loſt my conſtancy and moderation, and looking upon perfidious <hi>Antigenes</hi> with eyes inflamed with indignation: <hi>Traitor,</hi> ſaid I to him, <hi>is it thus that thou acquitteſt thy ſelf of what thou oweſt to the fear of the Gods, to the command of thy King, the intereſt of thy Prince, and the honour of our Sex? are all the conſiderations of honour, fidelity, and vertue extinguiſhed in thy ſoul? or if they have no power to ſet the horror of thy crime before thy face, doſt thou not fear to be puniſhed for it by ſo many Enemies as thou raiſest againſt thy ſelf by thy infidelity? Madam,</hi> anſwered the diſloyal man, <hi>I hope to be pardoned by Gods and men, and your ſelf too, for the offence which you reproach me with, and the Gods will not be angry with me for it, ſeeing they themſelves have viſibly contributed to it. Do not judge, Madam, by the conſtraint which I laid upon my ſelf in reſpect to</hi> Philadelph, <hi>that the love, which formerly I ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed to you is either extinguiſhed or diminiſhed; it was never ſo ſtrong and ſo violent in my ſoul as now, as you may judge by this action, ſeeing it makes me to deſpiſe all that any other man might fear in relation to the anger of the King and Prince</hi> Philadelph, <hi>and abandon all things, to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fine my ſelf with you in a place, where without any obſtacle, or diſturbance, I may give you teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monies of that love which you have ſo much diſdained. Fear not, Madam, nor afflict your ſelf, your deſtiny will not be bad with a man, who adores you, and you ought not to grieve for a Prince whoſe inclinations poſſibly are already changed, nor for a Crown which you never would have poſſeſſed, and which you quit your ſelf of by retiring into</hi> Armenia. To theſe words, the perfidious man added a great many others, to cauſe ſome moderation in my grief, but it was exaſperated the more by them, and throwing a look upon him that partly ſignified my intention; <hi>Do not think,</hi> ſaid I to him, <hi>do not think thou monſter of infidelity that thy baſe flattery can gain any thing upon my Spirit: thy perſon which before I did only diſdain, is now made as odious to me by thy treaſon, as the moſt deteſtable man in the world, and my moſt cruel Enemy. Do not hope that theſe thoughts may be changed, but only by the repenting of thy crime, and returning into the way by which thou promiſedſt thy King to conduct me into my own Country, and be well aſſured that when<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoever thou ſhalt add violence to thy flatteries, thou ſhalt ſee that I can ſo much deſpiſe death, that the face of it ſhall be much more ſupportable to me than thine.</hi>
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                  <p>Though <hi>Antigenes</hi> might partly have known my humor in the time I had ſtaid in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and have obſerved a great deal of conſtancy in my reſolutions, yet he believed I might be changed in time, and being willing to let the heart of my firſt reſentments cool, he ceaſed from afflicting me any farther with his diſcourſe. 'Tis very certain, that in this encounter I
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had need of that little courage, and ſtrength of Spirit, which the Gods had beſtowed upon me, and had it not been for the reſignation I had to their will, I ſhould have died rather, than have any longer patiently endured the misfortune whereinto I was fallen. <hi>Ericlea</hi> and <hi>Melite</hi> though they were well acquainted with my humor, yet they did not ſo much truſt to it, but that they alwayes kept cloſe to me, to hinder me from attempting any thing againſt my own life. They did not ſee me any way go about it, but they had much ado to make me take any nouriſhment, and <hi>I</hi> rejected all as poyſon which my infamous Raviſher cauſed to be offered to me. In fine, they repreſented ſo many things to me, and did ſo plainly convince me that <hi>I</hi> ought to commit the conduct of my deſtiny to the Gods, and that <hi>I</hi> might ſtill hope for the ſuccour, after the example of divers perſons, who in as miſerable a condition as mine had received viſible aſſiſtances from them, that at their intreaty <hi>I</hi> took ſomething, after I had faſted almoſt two dayes.</p>
                  <p>We paſſed the Streight which ſeparates <hi>Cilicia</hi> from the Iſland of <hi>Cyprus,</hi> and being landed in that Iſland, <hi>Antigenes</hi> put us again into the Chariot, and with the ſame violence, as before, carried us whither he pleaſed. He choſe this retreat becauſe his Kindred were originally of this Iſland, and his brother dwelt there, to whoſe houſe it was his deſign to carry me, ſuppo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing that the news could never come to the King your Father, nor to you, and that being born of an obſcure and unknown family, there would be no body to enquire after me, or ever think upon me after I was gone out of <hi>Cilicia.</hi> Beſides, if you ſhould know the truth, he believed he was ſecure, being out of the Dominions under your obedience, and if he could conceal it, as he hoped he ſhould, by the diſtance of place, and the ſeparation by Sea, he had the conve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niency to return to <hi>Tharſus,</hi> leaving me with his brother, where he thought me ſecure, and report to the King that he had executed his commiſſion.</p>
                  <p>In concluſion, whatſoever his thoughts were, or howſoever <hi>I</hi> could expreſs to him, that he ſhould never gain any thing upon my Spirit either by fair means or by violence, he carried me to his Brother's who was as bad as he, whoſe houſe was ſcituated upon the bank of the River <hi>Lapithus</hi> in a place very ſolitary, and proper for his intention. He was received there according to his expectation, and <hi>I</hi> was treated there as a perſon whom they deſired to pacifie with their careſſes.</p>
                  <p>You are willing, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> as <hi>I</hi> ſuppoſe, that <hi>I</hi> ſhould relate theſe paſſages, the moſt diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>agreeable of my whole life, as ſuccinctly to you as <hi>I</hi> can poſſibly, and you will content your ſelf that <hi>I</hi> ſhould tell you, without deſcending to the particulars of all the diſcourſe <hi>I</hi> had with this perfidious man, that he forgot nothing which he thought was capable to perſwade me, and diſpoſe me to his intentions. He made a propoſition of marriage to me, as a great advantage for me, and would have made me believe that my condition ſhould be very hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>py with ſuch a man as he, who paſſionately loved me, and was Maſter of no mean fortune, that in time he ſhould make his peace with you, and the King your Father, and might recover all the poſſeſſions and dignities which he had in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and which he forſook only for my ſake; but I rejected his propoſition with ſo much ſcorn, that he not being able to endure ſuch uſage, which (judging of my birth as he did) he imputed to an unjuſt pride, from fair means he fell to threatning, and made me fear all things from the violence of his paſſion, and the power he had over me. <hi>You muſt have a Kings ſon,</hi> ſaid he to me ſometimes in his choler, <hi>and you will look upon no body under a Crown, and ſuch a Prince as</hi> Philadelph. <hi>This ambitionis very laudable</hi> Delia, <hi>but you may be very certain that</hi> Philadelph <hi>dreams no more of you, and if the King his Father had had any care of it, he would not have committed you to the conduct of a man, whoſe love and intentions were known to him:</hi> He ſpake divers other words to perſwade me that the King your Father was not ignorant of what had befallen, and that you would make no account of it when you knew it: but beſides the little diſpoſition I had to ſuſpect ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther of you of that infidelity, I thought ſo ill of every thing that came out of ſuch a man's mouth, that I gave no credit at all to it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Melite,</hi> when ſhe ſaw him tranſgreſs the bounds of reſpect, would have had me declare the truth of my condition to him, and I was often almoſt reſolved to do it, but I conſidered at laſt, that this knowledge in ſtead of making him reſpect me the more, would have rendred him the more bold to injure the Siſter of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> out of hope of being eaſily pardoned by the King of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> whoſe hatred was ſo cruel againſt our family; or poſſibly if he could not work me to his will, he would put me himſelf into the Kings hands, from whom I might expect the worſt that could be, if I were known to be the Siſter of <hi>Artaxus.</hi> He kept me in this man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner above two moneths at his brothers houſe, who being as bad, or worſe than he, employed every day both prayers and threatnings to make me change my humour. But neither of them could prevail, and the wicked <hi>Antigenes</hi> after he had tryed both wayes in vain, at laſt ſlew out to the extremities of inſolency and villany, and let me know the perfidiouſneſs of his intenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons in a buſineſs that threatned me with manifeſt danger, if the Gods had not ſuccoured me.</p>
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                     <hi>I</hi> am going now to relate to you, without any farther delay, the moſt diſagreeable paſſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges of my ſtory. I was permitted to walk upon the bank of the river, which waſhes the foot of the houſe, and in a great wood which environed it on every ſide, but never without having with me, either <hi>Antigenes,</hi> or his brother named <hi>Thraſillus,</hi> or many times both of them with ſix or ſeven men at their heels.</p>
                  <p>One day, attended by this convoy, having followed the bank of the river, where the walk was very pleaſant, and being gone farther from <hi>Thraſillus</hi>'s houſe than ever I had been before, drawing near to a little brook which there about ran into the river, being bordered on both ſides with a tuft of trees thicker than the reſt of the wood, upon our right hand, ſome paces diſtant from us, I heard, after divers ſighs and ſobs, the voice of a man, who by the violence of his grief was forced to complain in that ſolitary place before inſenſible wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſes. At the firſt ſound that reached my ears, I ſtopt and lent attention, but not out of any emotion of curioſity which at that time had little room in my ſoul, <hi>Antigenes</hi> who followed me ſtaid as well as I, and we had not long continued attentive, but we diſtinctly heard the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaints of that afflicted perſon. <q>To what intent, <hi>ſaid this diſconſolate man,</hi> to what intent, wretch as thou art, doſt thou ſpin out the remainder of thy unfortunate life in an extremity of miſery, when thou ſeeſt thy ſelf abandoned by all hope? what motive can any longer make thee endure this deplorable life which hath been divided between glory and misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes, and what effect at laſt doſt thou expect from thy grief to execute that, which thine own hand ſhould have performed? Doſt thou believe that by that courage which hath ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quired thee ſome reputation amongſt men thou oughteſt to ſupport with conſtancy, or ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther with inſenſibility evils worſe than the moſt cruel deaths, from which one death only might have ſecured thee? The Sun doth now unwillingly lend thee his light, and after the perfidiouſneſs and ingratitude of men, whereby thou ſendeſt thy ſelf expoſed to ſo many miſeries, all things are contrary to thee, all things are enemies to thee; there is no more day, there is no more light for thee amongſt men, and if that which made thee love the day, be yet alive, it is no more for thee, poor wretch, it is no more for thee, the out-caſt of men and fortune.</q> He ſtopt a while after theſe words, and it ſeemed to me that this tone of voice was not an abſolute ſtranger to me, although I could not well diſcern it. I turn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed my ſelf towards <hi>Melite</hi> to communicate to her what I thought of it, but I was diverted from it by the ſequel of his complaint, which he continued in this manner: <q>O the obſcureſt night! O the moſt gloomy darkneſs, how dear and agreeable are ye to me in compariſon of this importunate Sun, which poſſibly gives light to day to the Fortune of my enemies! All the rayes it darts upon me are ſo many witneſſes of my misfortunes, and by its light henceforth I can behold nothing, whereupon to fix my ſight without repugnance, ſince that for ever, alas! for ever <hi>I</hi> have loſt the ſight of my adorable Princeſs. Ah! my grief, ah! my juſt reſentment, is it poſſible that upon ſo ſad a remembrance you can leave my ſoul in ſo great tranquility? Can you content your ſelves with a few regrets, and a few tears, which teſtifie my weakneſs as much as my affliction, when you ought to have made your ſelves known to all <hi>Aſia</hi> by Tragical and dreadful marks, and by rivers of blood which ſhould re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>repair ſuch bloody injuries. Ah! without doubt my hand will ſerve me ſtill upon that de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign, and that valour which hath acquired me ſome reputation amongſt men, will arm thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſands of them ſtill in my quarrel, if <hi>I</hi> would wear this ſword amongſt them to which hereto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore they have attributed the gaining of battels: but alas! <hi>I</hi> have my hands tyed by a reſpect which <hi>I</hi> ought to preſerve to my grave; and my adorable Princeſs is ſo much the more wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy of it, as ſhe is innocent of my misfortunes, and hath ſympathized in them by her pity; neither can <hi>I</hi> accuſe any body of them, but the cruelty of men, and my own ill fortune.</q> The ſad Unknown accompanied theſe laſt words with a throng of ſighs, which ſtopped the paſſage of them; and ſighs and ſobs were the only language in which his grief did conclude its ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions, not a word more proceeding from his mouth that we could underſtand.</p>
                  <p>Some moments after, having heard, as <hi>I</hi> believed, ſome noiſe in the place where we were, and <hi>I</hi> avoiding nothing ſo much as company, he aroſe from the place where he was to look out one more private, and permitted us to ſee, as he retired between the trees, the handſome proportion of his body, and part of his face. By that which appeared to our eyes, we knew that he was extreamly pale and wan, and <hi>I</hi> perceived very well that his grief might be taken notice of by other marks beſides his complaints. My heart was tenderly moved at thoſe which <hi>I</hi> had heard, and though it ſeemed to me, as <hi>I</hi> told You before, that the voice (though a little changed with weakneſs) was not an abſolute ſtranger to me, <hi>I</hi> conjectured by the words which <hi>I</hi> had heard, which ſpake of Princeſſes and the gaining of battels, that he which uttered them was no common perſon. <hi>I</hi> muſed upon it being very penſive, as much as the remembrance of mine own miſery could permit me, when <hi>Antigenes</hi> who had heard all as well as <hi>I: This man,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>whoſoever he is, eaſes his grief by his complaints, whilſt</hi>
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                     <hi>another man more wiſe than he would have been ſeeking remedies for it. 'Tis,</hi> replyed <hi>I</hi> ſmartly, <hi>becauſe he is not a Villain, becauſe he is not a Raviſher, and becauſe he rather chooſes to be miſerable all his life, than to owe the end of his miſery to his crimes. You ſee how well he fares for it,</hi> an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered Antigenes, <hi>and how happy his condition is, for having been ſo reſpectful and circumſpect. 'Tis more happy than Yours,</hi> ſaid <hi>I,</hi> being much netled and much concerned in this diſcourſe, <hi>and beſides that, he poſſibly hath the comfort of being beloved by a Perſon whom he ſerves with reſpect, as much as You are hated and deteſted by her whom You uſe ſo baſely, he hath the ſatisfaction of not being troubled with any remorſe, whilſt Your conſcience may well torment You worſe than the moſt cruel death.</hi>
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                  <p>I ſaw that <hi>Antigenes</hi> grew pale at theſe words, and was like one amazed, he changed his colour divers times in a moment, he trembled from head to foot, and he ſeemed to me in the condition of a perſon that meditated upon ſome grand deſign. I confeſs that the changing of his viſage, and his troubled countenance made me afraid, and ſeeing him in ſuch a form as he had never appeared in to me before, I began to tremble my ſelf out of an appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſion of fear which promiſed me no good. I was not fearful without reaſon; for the diſloyal Villain approaching to me with a furious look: <hi>If I am ſo much hated, and ſo much deteſted by You,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I muſt merit this hatred and deteſtation by ſuch actions, as may ſecure You from the blame which You would have for hating me unjuſtly, and if I muſt be expoſed to remorſe, it ſhould be for a crime which may yield me ſome profit, and not for thoſe reſpects and adorations, which hitherto I have ſo unprofitably rendred You; my patience is ſtretched to its uttermoſt dimenſions, and I will know this day, whether a heart which is invincible by love and pity can be tamed by any other ways.</hi>
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                  <p>Upon theſe word<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> I know not whether his action was premeditated or not, as in probability it was, or whether the occaſion prompted him to the deſign) having made a ſign to his Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, and another of thoſe which followed him, they came at the ſame time to pull <hi>Ericlea</hi> and <hi>Melite</hi> from off my arms, who held by me on both ſides, and <hi>Antigenes</hi> putting himſelf in <hi>Ericlea</hi>'s place, began to lead me by force, towards the moſt private part of the Wood, whilſt his Brother, and one of his Men held my two Women by violence.</p>
                  <p>This action made me deſperately afraid, and believing that in ſuch an extremity a diſguiſe was no longer neceſſary: <hi>Antigenes,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>think of what thou goeſt about, and look no more upon me as an Unknown</hi> Delia, <hi>but as the Daughter of a great King, and as a Princeſs who in what part ſoever of the world thou ſhalt retire to, will make the vengeance of thy crime light heavy upon thy head.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I believe that <hi>Antigenes</hi> gave no credit to theſe words, which he thought I was inſpired with by the preſſing neceſſity wherein I was, to draw him off from his deſign by the reſpect which they might imprint in him. Howſoever it was, he did not ſeem to be moved at them, and not vouchſafing ſo much as to give me a reply, and continued dragging me with all his force towards the moſt ſolitary part of the wood. In this extremity I made the wood to Eccho with my cryes, and my Women, whom they hindred from coming to my aſſiſtance, were as loud as I: Their cryes and mine without doubt did us more good, than our reſiſtance could have done, and they drew a man to us, who was retired into that thick and ſolitary place, whom we preſently knew to be the ſame, whoſe complaint we had heard a little be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore: He came out from between the trees where he ſought for ſilence and obſcurity, and caſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing his eyes upon us, he preſently ſaw the cauſe of our cryes, and the violence they offered to us, and his grief not being capable to extinguiſh generous reſentments in his ſoul, and the remembrance of the ſuccour that was due to oppreſſed Maids, he ran to us with more ſpeed than could have been expected from the languiſhing and dejected condition wherein he ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared to us. <hi>Antigenes</hi> ſeeing him come, and fearing the hindrance of his deſign more than any other harm he could do him, being accompanied as he was, called his brother, who leaving my women in the hands of two of his men, came to <hi>Antigenes</hi> with the reſt. This number did not trouble the Unknown, but addreſſing himſelf to <hi>Antigenes</hi> without ſo much as looking upon the reſt, <hi>Baſe fellow,</hi> ſaid he, with an impetuous voice, <hi>ſtay, and do not oblige me to give thee thy death for a puniſhment of thy crime. Antigenes</hi> ſeeing himſelf fortified by the number of his companions mocked at the pride of the Unknown, and not vouchſafing to for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bear from his deſign for him, he made a ſign to his brother either to ſtay him or puniſh him: but he had to do with a man who was not eaſily corrected in that manner, and though he had no more then <hi>Antigenes</hi> and his companions had, only his ſword, without any other arms, he preſently preſented it to the eyes of his enemies, and fell upon them with as much aſſurance as if he had been backed by a greater number than theirs. O Gods! <hi>Philadelph,</hi> what proofs of va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lour did he give us in a few moments, and what ſpeedy execution did he make before our eyes, of five or ſix men, who ſeemed as nothing in his ſingle hands. The firſt that fell under his
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ſword was the brother of <hi>Antigenes,</hi> whoſe right arm he cut off at one blow, and made a large paſſage in his ſide, through which his ſoul bare his blood company: and almoſt at the ſame time, having avoided a blow which another enemy made at him, he thruſt his bloody ſword into his body up to the hilts. <hi>I</hi> could ſee that action, and thoſe he did afterwards, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe perfidious <hi>Antigenes</hi> no ſooner ſaw his brother fall, but leaving me with a cry, he ran either to revenge his death or to bear him company. Theſe two which were left to guard my women ran to <hi>Antigenes</hi> at his cry, and theſe three enemies fell upon the valiant Unknown, juſt as he had cloven the head and half the face of the laſt of the others with a back blow. He cared as little for theſe as he had done for the former, and picking out <hi>Antigenes</hi> between his two companions, he gave him a mortal wound into the throat, with which he fell at his feet, and preſently after was choaked with his blood and dyed. My valiant defender received at the ſame time a ſlight wound upon his ſide, which did but encourage him the more, and haſtened the death of him who gave it; for as he was juſt turning his back to run away, he thruſt his ſword into his reins, and laid him dead cloſe by <hi>Antigenes.</hi> The laſt ſeeing ſo bloody an execution, had not confidence any longer to reſiſt ſo terrible an ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, and committing his ſafety to the nimbleneſs of his heels, he ran croſs the wood in a deadly fright.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I</hi> cannot tell you whether was greater in me, the aſtoniſhment at ſo prodigious a valour, or the joy of ſeeing my ſelf delivered from the hands of my treacherous raviſher, or the horror of being amongſt ſo many dead men, who had loſt their lives upon my occaſion. I was ſo amazed, and ſo troubled, that <hi>I</hi> had not ſo much as power to return thanks to my valiant deliverer, and <hi>I</hi> continued in a confuſion not knowing how to begin to ſpeak to him, when he approaching to me with his bloody ſword in his hand, and with a colour which the heat of the combat had raiſed in his face: <hi>Your enemies are dead, Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>and if there re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mains any thing to do for your ſervice, I have ſtrength enough ſtill to free you out of a greater danger.</hi> He ſpake no more, becauſe aſtoniſhment cut off the thread of his diſcourſe, and he had no ſooner caſt eyes a little nearer upon my face, but he was full of amazement, and confuſion: My ſurprize was no leſs than his, when having looked upon him with attention, and diſcerned the tone of his voice, manger the change which three or four years, and an extraordinary paleneſs might have wrought upon his countenance, I thought I knew him for that brave and valiant <hi>Britomarus,</hi> of whom <hi>I</hi> made ſome ſmall mention to you in my diſcourſe, who by his miraculous actions of valour in a few months attained to the higheſt martial employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments in the ſervice of the King my brother, and quitted it out of a generous reſentment againſt the cruelty, which cauſed the King your Father's hatred againſt our family; the very ſame, who being puffed up with the glory of his gallant actions, had the boldneſs to raiſe his eyes to me; and the ſame, whom, as I told you, <hi>I</hi> repulſed with choler, and diſdain, only for the meanneſs of his birth, not finding any thing elſe in his perſon which might not make him aſpire to the higheſt fortunes.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>I have heard much talk of <hi>Britomarus, ſaid Prince Philadelph, upon this paſſage of the Princeſſes relation,</hi> and beſides the eſteem which the ſame of his great actions hath given me for him, the obligation I have to him for this laſt, adds to it an acknowledgement and an affection which will render him dear and conſiderable to me as long as I live: but why muſt it needs fall out that the puniſhment of the perfidious <hi>Antigenes</hi> ſhould be reſerved for any other hand than mine? and how could it be juſt that any other but <hi>Philadelph</hi> ſhould free his Princeſs from the danger whereinto ſhe was fallen by the imprudence of the King my Father? It was not neceſſary, <hi>replyed Arſinoe,</hi> that you ſhould add that obligation to ſo many others for which <hi>I</hi> am reduable to you, and I had received ſufficient proofs of your affection, without having need of this laſt, which without doubt your vertue only would have prompted you to, upon the ſcore of an unknown perſon reduced to the ſame extremity.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I</hi> doubted ſtill that my eyes did abuſe me in the knowledge of <hi>Britomarus;</hi> but he cleared my doubts in deſiring to ſatisfie his own, and after he had looked upon me a long time with an attention that ſignified the ſurprize of his Spirit: <hi>O Gods!</hi> cryed he upon a ſudden, <hi>can it be poſſible that you ſhould be the Princeſs</hi> Arſinoe? <hi>I am</hi> Arſinoe, anſwered I, <hi>but is it true that you are</hi> Britomarus? <hi>Yes, Madam,</hi> replyed he, <hi>I am</hi> Britomarus, <hi>and</hi> Britomarus <hi>much more happy than he durſt hope to be in the deplorable condition whereunto he is now reduced, ſince he is permitted to ſee a Princeſs living, whoſe death is publiſhed all over</hi> Aſia, <hi>and ſince he hath had the fortune to render you a ſervice which may partly repair the offence by which I formerly merited your indignation.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe word<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s recalling what was paſt to my remembrance, made a bluſh mount up into my face, but did not hinder me from returning him an anſwer in theſe terms: <q>The offence you did me might be repaired by repentance and diſcontinuation, and the ſervice which
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you have rendred me is of ſuch a value, that it may not only repair ſuch an injury, but command all the acknowledgement that is due to the generous defender of my life and ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I</hi> ſpake theſe words with a real reſentment, as without doubt was due to the importance of ſo great a ſervice, and yet <hi>I</hi> was not without ſome diſpleaſure to ſee my ſelf fallen again into the hands of a man that had made love to me, and though by the knowledge which I had of his vertue, <hi>I</hi> thought my ſelf ſecure from thoſe violences and dangers which I had lately eſcaped, <hi>I</hi> was affraid of the company of a man, whom <hi>I</hi> could not look upon with a particular affection, without being ungrateful to <hi>Philadelph</hi>'s love, and betraying my own courage, which made me formerly ſo much diſdain his preſumption: <hi>I</hi> believed too, as we are apt to flatter our ſelves, in the good opinion we have of our ſelves, that I might have partly cauſed, either by my diſdain, or by the report of my death, his ſadneſs and ſolitude, and <hi>I</hi> did not make a ſudden reflection upon the words, which <hi>I</hi> had heard him ſpeak a few moments before, which might partly have freed me from that ſuſpition.</p>
                  <p>I know not whether my countenance did any way expreſs the thought wherewith my Spi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit was at that time diſquieted, or whether <hi>Britomarus</hi> obſerved any thing by it; but how<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoever it was, he ſpake to me as if he had ſeen my very heart, and reſuming the diſcourſe after he had been a while ſilent: <q>If the diſcontinuation of my fault, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> may make me hope for pardon, <hi>I</hi> hope, Madam, that you will look upon me without anger, and though ſuch impreſſions as are received from ſuch divine powers as yours can hardly be araſed out of a ſoul, yet 'tis certain that mine hath repented of its boldneſs and the fear of your diſpleaſure, and other adventures wherein my life hath been ſince employed, have wrought that change upon me, that <hi>I</hi> need not to be any longer odious to you. Do not make any difficulty then to receive thoſe ſervices of me which I am able to render you, and which may be ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary to you in the condition wherein I meet you, and be fully aſſured, that during the time that <hi>I</hi> ſhall be obliged to bear you company, either to compleat your delivery from your Enemies power, if you have any yet left, or to re-conduct you to the place whither you de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigned to retire, you ſhall ſee nothing in my actions that may importune you, or at leaſt make you fear the return of that paſſion which you juſtly condemned.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words of <hi>Britomarus</hi> made me very joyful, and having a good opinion of him, as all thoſe had who were acquainted with his vertue, <hi>I</hi> preſently gave abſolute credit to them, and made no difficulty to commit my ſelf to his diſcretion in the urgent neceſſity wherein I was at that preſent; but ſpeaking to him with a more aſſured countenance than before; <q>I ſhall never doubt, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> but that vertue will be your guide in all your actions, and you are ſo habituated in the practiſe of it, that <hi>I</hi> ſhould be much too blame if I ſhould be affraid to find any thing troubleſome or diſagreeable in you: The change you have received in that paſſion, which <hi>I</hi> condemned out of a natural repugnance I had againſt it, rather than out of any diſdain of your perſon, adds a new obligation to the ſervice which you have rendred me, and in this condition you may believe that I ſhall eſteem and reſpect you as long as I live, as the merit of your perſon, and the importance of the aſſiſtance I have received from you do oblige me: I do not refuſe the generous offers which you make me, and though I have ſuffered much for having committed my ſelf to the conduct of men, I will not be affraid to truſt my ſelf with you, becauſe of the knowledge <hi>I</hi> have of you.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>After theſe words, which he received with a great deal of reſpect, he asked me what my intention was, and I having told him that I would return no more to my Enemies houſe, where I had been a long time captive, and in the danger out of which he had reſcued me by his valour: he told me that he was lodged but a few furlongs from that place, at a friends houſe who was a native of that Country, where he had been ſtaid by a ſickneſs which detained him there ſome days, and that if it pleaſed me to take my retreat there, <hi>I</hi> ſhould be ſecured from all manner of Enemies to the laſt drop of his blood, and in the mean time he would give order to accommodate us with a veſſel, and other neceſſaries to conduct me into <hi>Armenia,</hi> or any other part of the world whither it ſhould pleaſe me to retire. I thanked him very much for his good intentions, and did not refuſe the effects of them, making the extremity where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>unto I was reduc'd, my excuſe for the incivility which <hi>I</hi> was conſtrained to commit, in ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fering him to quit his own intereſts for mine, and to interrupt the deſigns he might have to protect me in <hi>Cyprus,</hi> and to conduct me into <hi>Armenia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>After <hi>I</hi> had deſired his pardon, I made no difficulty to follow him; but permitted him to lead me to the houſe where he had taken up his abode. It was diſtant from that place about a quarter of an hours walk for ſoftly goers, and <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſeeking after nothing ſo much as ſolitude, avoyded the company of his ſervants, and all perſons that might interrupt him in the entertainment of his ſad thoughts. We found there ſome number of his domeſticks, who durſt not follow their Maſter in the walks, though they would not part from him in his voyages,
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what change of fortune ſoever might befall him. Though the houſe was not very great, yet I had a very convenient lodging there for my ſelf and my women, and I was ſerved with all the reſpect that I could deſire of ſo vertuous a man as <hi>Britomarus.</hi> The Maſter of the houſe (who was one of the Officers) had the care of procuring from the next Town all things that were neceſſary for us for the ſtay we were to make in that houſe, and another of his ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants went the ſecond day after, to go ſeek and ſtay a Veſſel at the next port upon the way to <hi>Armenia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the time of our tarrying there, I received from <hi>Britomarus,</hi> as much as his ſadneſs would permit him, all the conſolation he could give me in my diſpleaſure, and I did all that poſſibly <hi>I</hi> could upon my part to mitigate the mortal grief that appeared in all his actions: but in that I laboured in vain, and though he conſtrained himſelf very much to make his company ſupportable to me, I think that during all the time of our continuance together, I did not ſee him laugh ſo much as once, or any way expreſs to me that his affliction had been eaſed for ſo much as a moment. His ſighs made continual ſallies out of his breaſt, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>companied with ſobs, and ſometimes with ſome complaints, which with all his moderation he could not refrain, and at thoſe hours when he did not think himſelf obliged to keep me company, he went abroad in the morning to ſeek for ſolitude in thoſe places which were leaſt frequented by the ſociety of men. He kept his promiſe very exactly with me which he had made not to give me any mark of the return of his former paſſion either by his diſcourſe or actions, and inſtead of making me fear any ſuch thing, he made me judge with a great deal of probability, that paſſion had given place to a ſecond, wherewith his Spirit was at that time diſquieted, and which in my thoughts, made up the greateſt part of his diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures and inquietudes. As I ſaw no deſign in him to diſcover himſelf any farther to me, ſo I did not deſire to preſs him to it, and I expected that only from his own will, which I could not ask him without indiſcretion; yet one day having expreſſed a little more curioſity than ordinary, yet not ſo much as to make him judge that I deſired to know more of him than he was willing I ſhould, forcing ſome ſighs which commonly brake off the thread of his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, and hardly retaining ſome tears which were ready to overflow his eyes; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>if there were any thing of divertiſement in my life, I would have given you a relation of it, to paſs away the tediouſneſs of your ſolitude: but of all that I have to tell you there is nothing worthy of your attention. I will only tell you, that Fortune hath diverſely ſported her ſelf with my deſtiny; ſhe hath given me in all places, where I have worn a ſword, all the glory and reputation that I could deſire amongſt men; by a little valour which ſhe hath well ſeconded, ſhe hath ſometimes put me into a condition that the moſt conſiderable Kings Daughters in the world would have endured the declaration and progreſs of my love, without being offended at it, and ſhe hath ſometimes puffed me up with ſuch a pride, that I could hardly look upon the moſt puiſſant Kings upon earth as my ſuperiors; but if ſhe hath ſerved me in my glory ſhe hath abandoned me in the repoſe of my life, and hath left me nothing of all the good I received from her or my ſelf, but the regret of having loſt all, and the cruel remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of thoſe fair hopes which poſſibly I had unjuſtly conceived. Since this hard change, or rather ſince this deplorable fall, I wander like a Ghoſt amongſt men, finding nothing amongſt them but ingratitude and infidelity, and I ſpin out a languiſhing life by an ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute command which hath not permitted me to diſpoſe of my deſtiny, as without doubt I ſhould have done, if an obedience; which ought to continue as long as my life had left me at liberty.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſpake in this manner, and I perceived that he was not willing that I ſhould know any more, ſo that I expreſſed no deſire that way, I only let him know that I ſympathi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zed with him in his diſpleaſures, and I did all that poſſibly I could, by ſuch reaſons and examples as I alledged to him, to make him hope for ſome happy change in his condition. I was not ſo reſerved towards him as he was to me, but the ſecond day I ſpent in his company, I told him plainly all that had befallen me ſince his departure from <hi>Armenia,</hi> believing my ſelf obliged to put that confidence in a man to whom I was ſo much reduable, and not ſeeing (after the change of his affections) any reaſon which engaged me not to acquaint him with the truth. I may truly ſay, that by the relation which I made to him of your generous and ſincere car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riage towards me, I rendred him very affectionate to you, and he often teſtified to me by his diſcourſe, that he ſhould be much ſatisfied in the opportunities of ſerving a Prince, whoſe vertue he infinitely eſteemed upon my narration.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time, I know not, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> whether I am obliged to tell you what place you poſſeſſed at that time in my memory, and whether modeſty will permit me to confeſs that my thoughts were daily upon you, as a perſon whoſe <hi>Idea</hi> did pleaſingly flatter me, and as a Prince, whom without ingratitude I could not forget. 'Tis certain <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and I will tell you as much without any fear that you ſhould abuſe it, or make any ill conſtruction
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of it, that during the time I continued captive with <hi>Antigenes,</hi> and at liberty with <hi>Bri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tomarus,</hi> you came oftener into my mind than poſſibly you ſhould have done, and when I complained of my misfortunes, I complained of them more upon your conſideration than upon mine own. I will ſpeak no more of this <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and without doubt I have ſpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken enough to make you judge that I have wanted neither acknowledgement, nor inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion for you.</p>
                  <p>Our ſtay at that houſe was longer than we expected, and though the man whom <hi>Brito<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>marus</hi> had ſent to make ſtay of a veſſel, executed his commiſſion with a great deal of dili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence, yet we were fain to wait till the wind, which was then quite contrary to our intended courſe, became favourable to our navigation; and in the mean while, by a misfortune which made me ſhed a great many tears, and which I ſtill do oftentimes deplore, my Governeſs <hi>Ericlea,</hi> whom you ſaw paſs for my Aunt in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and to whom I had dear and tender ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ligations, as well for the care ſhe had beſtowed upon my education, as for her readineſs to comfort me in my afflictions with a great deal of conſtancy and firmneſs of courage, fell ſick, and dyed within fifteen days. <hi>I</hi> was very nearly ſenſible of this loſs, as well for the reaſons which I have alledged to you, as in reſpect of our friendſhip which was much more ſtrongly eſtabliſhed in my Spirit by our voyages, and common croſſes, than if we had never ſtirred out of <hi>Armenia;</hi> but after <hi>I</hi> had beſtowed ſome days in deploring her death, the acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance which <hi>I</hi> had long ſince contracted with grief, did a little mitigate it, and made me accuſtom my ſelf to this diſpleaſure, as <hi>I</hi> had inured my ſelf to ſo many other afflictions, that my ill fortune had raiſed me.</p>
                  <p>After we had rendred her our laſt devoirs, and furniſhed our ſelves with all things ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary for our voyage, as well by Sea as by Land, we departed from that houſe under the conduct of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> attended by fifteen or twenty men which continued ſtill in his ſervice, and we went down the River <hi>Lapitbus</hi> in boats, which carried us to <hi>Cemunia,</hi> where the River diſembogues it ſelf into the Sea, and there we embarked the ſame day in the veſſel which waited for us.</p>
                  <p>Our ſtreighteſt way to go into <hi>Armenia,</hi> was to return to <hi>Tharſus,</hi> and to croſs all <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and this way we had only an arm of the Sea to paſs over: but I deſired to avoid all occaſions of being ſeen again in the King your Fathers Court, whither you might have been returned, and where I might have been ſtayed by ſome accident; and becauſe we could not avoid paſſing through a corner of <hi>Cilicia, Britomarus,</hi> who was well acquainted with the Map, was of opinion that we ſhould coaſt between that Kingdom and the Iſland which we left, and go land at the foot of the mountain <hi>Amanus,</hi> hard by the place called the Streights of <hi>Amanus,</hi> by this means our voyage by Sea would be much longer, but our journey by land much ſhortened.</p>
                  <p>I abſolutely committed my ſelf to the good conduct of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and having ſo much confidence in his vertue, I hardly enquired what his intention was. He had a reſentment againſt the King my Brother, for the diſpleaſure he had done him by the death of your two Kinſmen, which would not permit him to go to his Court, and conduct me to <hi>Artaxata,</hi> but he promiſed me to bring me as near the City as I pleaſed, and it was ſufficient for me to be conducted to the firſt place upon the frontiers, where I believed I ſhould find a convenient convoy, and all things neceſſary for the performance of my voyage: But the Gods diſpoſed things otherwiſe than we had propoſed, and ſailing with a favourable wind, we had hardly loſt the ſight of the Iſle of <hi>Cyprus,</hi> when we met with a Veſſel of Pirats, which having ſailed cloſe up to us with all the ſigns of peace, and paſſed by us to view us without diſcovering themſelves, they had no ſooner obſerved the ſmall number of our men, but truſting in their own, which was a great deal bigger, they turned their prove towards us, and after they had cryed out to us to yeild, they fell upon us with a deal of fury.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Britomarus</hi> clapt on his armour in a moment, and encouraging his men with a few words, he put himſelf in the head of them with his ſword in his hand, and finding himſelf more fit for this kind of combat, than for that with arrows which the Pirats ſhot at our men, he gave them leave to grapple our Veſſel, and preſented himſelf the firſt upon the deck to the Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies that would enter.</p>
                  <p>You may judge, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> in what a fright I was at that time, and though I had a very great confidence in the valour of my Defender, the great number of our enemies froze me with fear, and made me, not without reaſon, to tremble in thinking what might be the ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs of ſo unequal a combat, yet I was aſhamed to go and hide my ſelf, and though thoſe enemies which could not come to handy blows, ſhot arrows at us, with which I might have been hurt, yet I did not go down into the Hold as <hi>Melite</hi> adviſed me, but ſtood a little out of the way, where I might ſee a good part of what paſſed, and there according as neceſſity pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented it ſelf to my ſight, <hi>I</hi> made vows to Heaven with a great deal of fervency.</p>
                  <p>
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You will nor credit my diſcourſe <hi>Philadelph,</hi> when I ſhall relate to you the prodigious ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects of <hi>Britomarus</hi>'s valour, but it's certain for all that, that I ſhall add nothing to the truth, when I ſhall tell you that a batalion of armed men upon the deck could not have done grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter ſervice, nor made greater reſiſtance than he did with his ſingle hand, and the few men he had with him, being ranked on each ſide of him, and animated by his example, did things infinitely above their ordinary ſtrengths. The firſt that were ſo bold as to board our veſſel were tumbled back dead either into their own or into the Sea by the hand of <hi>Britoma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rus,</hi> and in a few moments he was ſo covered with the blood of the moſt adventurous, that the reſt were as much affraid of his approach as of lightning and thunder-bolts, and aſſaulted him with the more precaution. The ſucceſs of the combat was ſtill doubtful, and if the valour of <hi>Britomarus</hi> gave ſome hope of the victory, the number of our enemies which ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded our men by one half, made us partly deſpair of it, and in all likelyhood there was as much cauſe to fear as to hope, when amongſt the Slaves which were in the Pirates Veſſel, one above all the reſt who had both his legs and arms laden with Irons, turning himſelf towards ſome of his companions, whilſt the laſt of the Pirates, ſeeing that all their forces were but neceſſary, were run to the combat: <hi>Friends,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>what hinders us from attempting to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain our liberty, free me from theſe Irons which ſhackle me, and you ſhall ſee how I open you the way to it:</hi> He had hardly uttered theſe words, but two Slaves who owed him a more parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar reſpect than the others, preſently took his Irons in hand, and by the help of their com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panions having freed him of them with ſome pains, he inſtantly clapt a ſhield upon his arm, which he found at his feet, and ſnatching, with as much ſwiftneſs as an Eagle, the ſword out of the firſt Pirat's hand that came in his way, he laid two of them dead at his feet with the two firſt blows he gave amongſt them, and throwing himſelf amongſt the reſt with a marvellous fury, he preſently filled them with terror, diſorder, and confuſion. Only three or four men followed them in this encounter, and the reſt being uncertain of the iſſue, ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected it with a great deal of fear, not daring to declare themſelves. <hi>Britomarus</hi> having per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived this aſſiſtance by the tumult which he ſaw, and the cryes which he heard amongſt the Pirates, reſolutely leapt into their Veſſel, and laying the firſt he met at his feet, he flew a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt the others like a Lion; he was couragiouſly ſeconded by his men, and to abridge the diſcourſe of a thing wherein I have no skill, after the general fright had ſeized upon the Pi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rates they made no conſiderable reſiſtance.</p>
                  <p>In this condition the Slaves who durſt not expoſe themſelves to danger a few moments be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, killed a good part of them, and a ſmall number of the reſt were ſaved by the pity of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and that valiant Slave which had ſo great a ſhare in the victory. <hi>Britomarus</hi> and he did mutually admire each other, and if the Slave ſaw <hi>Britomarus</hi> kill the Commanders of the Pirates with his own hand, and lay more of them upon the ground than all that followed him, <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſaw the Slaves, though without any arms more than a Sword and a Shield, give almoſt as many deaths as blows, and hew the bodies of the Pirates with ſuch wounds as could not proceed but from a prodigious force.</p>
                  <p>After that their hands had no more employment to exerciſe themſelves about that was conformable to their generoſity, and they had cried to one another to pardon thoſe who made not reſiſtance, they advanced reciprocally one towards the other, and by their looks prevented the teſtimonies of mutual eſteem which they deſired to give each other. <hi>Brito<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>marus</hi> lifted up the Bever of his Helmet, but the valiant Slave had his face bare, and <hi>Brito<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>marus</hi> had no ſooner caſt his eyes upon him, but with an admirable beauty he diſcerned ſome features which were not unknown to him. Amazement immediately ſurprized him in ſuch a manner that he continued dumb ſome moments; but a little after, having veiwed his face with a little more attention: <hi>Gods!</hi> cryed he, <hi>do not I ſee Prince</hi> Ariobarzanes? for it was he indeed. By this tone of voice perfectly knowing <hi>Britomarus,</hi> whom his countenance and valour had almoſt diſcovered: <hi>Yes,</hi> anſwered he, running to him with his arms open, <hi>I am</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>and having ſeen the miracles you have done upon this occaſion, I make no more doubt but that you are</hi> Britomarus. After theſe words they embraced each other with ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions full of affection, and all the ſatisfaction they were capable of receiving one from another in the condition of their fortune; but <hi>Britomarus</hi> was the moſt amazed of the two, to ſee before him a Prince whom he thought to be dead, both according to the publick report, and the particular account I had given him of our ſhip-wrack. He began to expreſs his aſtoniſhment to him, and my brother was about to give a true relation of what had paſſed when the name of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was carried from mouth to mouth to the place where I was, and hearing them ſay divers times the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was in the pirats Veſſel, <hi>I</hi> was ſo tranſported at it, that running amongſt the dead bodies without fear, and throwing my ſelf into the Veſſel, which was grappled to ours, <hi>I</hi> went to ſeek in the middle of the throng for that brother whom <hi>I</hi> had ſo much lamented, and who had always been dearer to me
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than my life. I found him, I ſaw him, I knew him; and he was not a little amazed when he felt me hanging about his neck, and heard me uſe all the expreſſions that ſo unexpected a joy could put into my mouth. I gave him no leiſure a long time to inform himſelf, and to ſatisfie his eyes in thoſe doubts, which his ears had raiſed upon my interrupted diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſes.</p>
                  <p>It would be very hard, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> to repeat to you our diſcourſes full of tranſport and confuſion, and to repreſent to you the amazement we were both in at ſo unexpected an en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counter, it wouuld be ſufficient to make you comprehend it, if you had known with what friendſhip we had been always linked together, and had well underſtood what grief we en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dured whilſt we thought each other dead. We could not for a long time give credit to our eyes or ears, and a whole hour being ſpent in exclamations and incoherent queſtions, could hardly make us believe our happineſs. At laſt when we had reſolved our ſelves that we were alive indeed without illuſion, amazement ſurrendred its place to joy, and we ſolemnized it by all the marks that could be expreſſed in ſo uncommon an adventure. <hi>Ha! brother,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>how can I contain the joy which I have to ſee you living after I had ſhed ſo many tears for your ſuppoſed death? Ha! ſiſter,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>what other comfort could I receive in my afflictions, but to meet ſo dear a ſiſter, whom the Gods beſtow a new upon me, after that, in my opinion, they had taken her out of the World? The opinion of your loſs,</hi> replyed I, <hi>made me out of love with life: And the meeting with you,</hi> added he, interrupting me, <hi>makes me endure it with pleaſure, at a time when my misfortune makes me ſupport it with regret.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>We ſpent a great deal of time in this manner of converſation, but <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> brake it off at laſt, to render due thanks to <hi>Britomarus</hi> for his liberty, to inform himſelf by what fortune I was in his company, and to be ſatisfied in a great many particulars of this adventure which cauſed his aſtoniſhment. Before I acquainted him with other things, as I pretended to do at large, I told him in a few words the obligation I had to <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and the adventure that obliged me to put my ſelf under his conduct, and having let him know by this diſcourſe how reduable we were both to him, <hi>I</hi> filled him with reſentment for that valiant man to whom we owed our honour, life and liberry. <hi>Ha! generous</hi> Britomarus, ſaid he, hugging him between his arms, <hi>with how much envy ſhould I look upon you, if the benefits with which you have chained us to you, would permit to do it without ingratitude, and how unjuſt will Heaven be if it do not recompence your vertue with the higheſt fortunes that it can beſtow upon men? I have received great favours thence ſome days ſince,</hi> replyed Britomarus, <hi>in being permitted to render a ſmall ſervice to thoſe perſons, to whom I owed and had vowed a great deal more; but as for this valiant Prince, you have little reaſon to believe that you are reduable to me for it, and this victory which hath regained your liberty is the effect of your own valour, and the aſſiſtance you gave us, ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther than of any thing I could have done without your help,</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> anſwered the modeſt diſcourſe of <hi>Britomarus</hi> with the like ſubmiſſion, and after a converſation full of civility, and as many careſſes as two men could uſe, who were under the tyranny of grief, they deſired we might paſs into our Veſſel, which was not ſo much imbrewed with blood, not ſo full of Tragical ſpectacles, as the Pirats was, in which <hi>Brito<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>marus</hi> intended to put things in order, and ſet the ſlaves at liberty, reſtoring them the goods which were taken from them. Amongſt them there were two <hi>Medes,</hi> whom, as we retired in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our Veſſel, we ſaw fall down-at <hi>Britomarus</hi>'s feet, and expreſs divers ſigns of aſtoniſhment and joy to meet him.</p>
                  <p>Whilſt <hi>Britomarus</hi> was diſcourſing with them, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and I retired our ſelves into my Chamber, where preſently we began to give one another an account of the ſucceſſes by which we were ſaved from ſhipwrack, and of thoſe things which had happened ſince our ſeparation. I made a relation of my adventures firſt, being unwilling to deprive <hi>Britomarus</hi> who was abſent and well acquainted with mine, of the ſatisfaction he might receive in hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s ſtory. The Prince was ſenſibly touched with my diſcourſe, and upon the relation I made him of what you had done for me in your Kingdom, he received ſo much re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentment, and ſo much affection for you, that often brake out into exclamations, and pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſted to me that he never more earneſtly deſired any thing than to ſee you, and to expreſs his acknowledgement to you for your generous bounty. He himſelf in ſome paſſages blamed my procedure of a little too much ſeverity and circumſpection, but he was partial, <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and of the opinion of all other men, to whom the rules of our duty are not known, or rather to whom the practiſe of them is not agreeable.</p>
                  <p>We had paſſed two or three hours in diſcourſe without ſeeing <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and when we en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quired for him, they told us that after he had entertained himſelf a while with the two <hi>Medes,</hi> to whom he had reſtored their liberty, and the goods which the Pirats had taken from them; he ſhut himſelf up in the Cabin of the Veſſel, and prayed them to let him alone a few hours without interrupting him. The acquaintance I had with him, which rendred his ſadneſs
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very familiar to me, made me receive this news without aſtoniſhment, and I was not at all ſurprized at it; preſently after they ſerved in ſupper, and part of the night was ſpent and yet we had no ſight of him.</p>
                  <p>We beſtowed the reſt of the night in ſleep, I having certified my brother, that we could not do a greater diſpleaſure to <hi>Britomarus</hi> than to trouble his ſolitude: But the next day we were no ſooner awake, but we ſaw him come into the Cabin in ſuch a condition as preſently filled me with fear and pity. His countenance was ſo changed that it could hardly be known, and one could hardly have imagined that the ſpace of divers days could have wrought that change which appeared there in a few hours, his complexion was pale &amp; wan, his eyes wild and rouling in his head with a fierce look, and in all his countenance there was the true image of a man not far from the brink of deſpair. Yet he uſed ſome endeavours to refrain him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf before us, and forcing ſome ſobs that oppoſed the current of his ſpeech: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>though I had no inclination to appear again to the world in this ſad condition, which makes my company inſupportable, yet I have a deſign to render you the ſervice which I owe you, and I ſhould not have left you, till you had been conducted to the place where you would have pleaſed to make your reſidence. The Gods are my witneſſes that the wretched remainders of my life were employed in that office with a great deal of ſatisfaction, and I ſhould never have neglected the opportunities of doing you ſervice upon any conſideration of mine own intereſt: But ſeeing that the Gods have more advantagiouſly provided for your conduct, than when they called me to that honour, and have permitted me to commit you into the Prince your Brothers hands, who may conduct you into your own Country a great deal more conveniently than I can do; give me leave, if you pleaſe, to run that courſe which my deſtiny calls me to: my condition, and the ſtate of my mind are ſo much changed ſince yeſterday, that I have no comfort nor remedy left in the world, but only what I am now going in ſearch of, I leave you this Veſſel furniſhed with all neceſſaries, and of all theſe perſons, of whom you may have need in the reſt of your voyage, I will have only three of my ſervants along with me, and the reſt ſhall continue at your ſervice in this Veſſel; that which we have taken from the Pirates ſhall ſerve my turn, with the aſſiſtance of ſome perſons that I have met there, who will guide me to there, whither I muſt needs make all the haſt I can. Pardon, Madam, pardon, generous Prince,</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued he, addreſſing himſelf to Ariobarzanes, <hi>the haſtineſs of my departure, and believe that the neceſſity which conſtrains me to it, renders me more worthy of your pity, than of your diſpleaſure for this incivility.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Having ſpoken theſe words, he parted from us, without giving me time to reply, to thank him for his generous aſſiſtance, and to expreſs my ſorrow for the redoubling of his grief. <hi>Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes</hi> having continued a while very much ſurprized and full of paſſion, aroſe from the place where he lay to run after him, but he was already gone into the Pirates veſſel, and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving cauſed it to be diſengaged from ours, was put off to Sea at full ſail.</p>
                  <p>See, in what manner the valiant <hi>Britomarus</hi> went from us, and not heard of him ever ſince, leaving us in a very great regret for his departure, a juſt reſentment for the obligations we had to him, and an admiration of his vertue, which makes us preſerve the memory of him as of a miraculous perſon.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ha! Madam,</hi> cryed Prince Philadelph, at this paſſage, <hi>how much reaſon have you to preſerve this eſteem, and how willingly would I purchaſe opportunities to ſpend my blood for the intereſts of a man to whom I owe my Princeſs.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>If you were acquainted with his perſon,</hi> replyed the Princeſs, <hi>you would ſay more, and you would judge that Fortune would not have denyed him to have been born to a Crown, but only becauſe they are all inferior to his courage and vertue.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I am very happy,</hi> Added the Prince ſmiling, <hi>that he was no longer my rival, and though he was not born to a Crown, I ſhould be more affraid of him, than of thoſe whom Fortune had beſt befriended that way.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>You need not fear any thing,</hi> anſwered Arſinoe, <hi>for beſides your birth and your Crowns, you are endued with all the qualities which may make a perſon conſiderable; and more than that, you have the advantage of ſo many ſervices, and of ſo many precious proofs of affection, that I ſhould be the moſt ingrateful perſon of the world, if I ſhould not prefer you as long as I live before the Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſters of the Univerſe.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>But to finiſh my narration, I will tell you, that we would have continued our voyage to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards <hi>Armenia,</hi> but the Prince my brother prayed me firſt to hear the relation of his adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures, and having diſcourſed them to me in the ſame place, where he acquainted me with as great and as wonderful things as ever I heard of, which you ſhall hear at better leiſure, either from his mouth or mine; he let me know at laſt that he was neceſſarily obliged to be at <hi>Alexandria</hi> with all poſſible ſpeed, believing that in that place only he might hear news of a perſon, to whom he had abſolutely devoted his life, and without whom he could have neither repoſe nor comfort. Though I had a great deſire to return to my native Country,
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and though the memory of you might make me fear on your behalf, that, if I had any place ſtill in your thoughts, you would ſeek for me in <hi>Armenia</hi> to no purpoſe; yet my brothers in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt was ſo urgent, and of great importance (as you will underſtand when I ſhall acquaint you with it) that I ſhould have been abſolutely void of friendſhip, and reſpects towards him, if I ſhould have expreſſed the leaſt repugnance to go that voyage, before I went to <hi>Armenia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> gave me to underſtand that we went to ſeek in that Country for what he had loſt, that being the only part of the world where he believed he might receive intelligence: and that if the Gods would permit him to find ſatisfaction there, we ſhould go into our na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tive Country full of joy and contentment; but if fortune croſſed him, he would reconduct me out of <hi>Egypt</hi> into <hi>Armenia</hi> the ſhorteſt and the eaſieſt way. I loved <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſo well that <hi>I</hi> deſired his repoſe as much as mine own, and by the relation which he made me of his ſtrange adventures, <hi>I</hi> did ſo much intereſs my ſelf in the fortune of that perſon for whom he ſought, that <hi>I</hi> was the firſt that urged that voyage, and told him that all the trouble I could endure upon that account was not conſiderable in relation to a deſign of that importance.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> embraced me with tears in his eyes, as well in reſpect to the marks of affection which he found in me, as to the memory of the deplorable condition of his fortune, wherein I did ſo participate, that he hardly ſeemed to be more afflicted than <hi>I.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>We turned about our Veſſel, and the wind not being contrary to us, in a ſhort time we entred into the <hi>Syrian</hi> Sea: but, as ill luck would have it, either the troubles of my mind, or the toyl of my body made me fall ſick, and it came to ſuch an extremity, that <hi>Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes,</hi> notwithſtanding the impatience which carried him along in that voyage, perceiving that in that condition <hi>I</hi> could not brook the Sea, landed us at <hi>Sidon,</hi> where (to make as quick diſpatch of a thing of ſo ſmall importance as <hi>I</hi> can poſſibly) whatſoever care <hi>I</hi> took to forward my recovery, <hi>I</hi> was not in a condition to endure the Sea for above a month.</p>
                  <p>After that time we put to Sea again, where contrary to my expectation, <hi>I</hi> ſuddainly re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered my health. The man which <hi>Britomarus</hi> left us accompanied and ſerved us all the voy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age with a great deal of affection; and by the diligence, and good conduct of his Mariners, without any adventure worth ſpeaking of, we arrived yeſterday in the evening upon this coaſt. But our Veſſel was in ſo bad a condition, having born the brunt of a furious Tempeſt but a few days ſince, that we did not think we could lye there all night in ſafety: and leaving the care to our men to re-accommode it, we came out of it in that condition wherein you met us, to come to this City; but it was ſo late, that night ſurprized us in the Wood, and ſo dark, that not knowing the way, we were conſtrained to take up our lodging under the trees, where we ſpent the night, and whither our common deſtiny conducted you, to render you what you ſought for with more trouble than <hi>I</hi> deſerved, and to give me the comfort of ſeeing a Prince again, who for ſo many reaſons ought to be moſt dear to me, and highly eſteemed by me as long as <hi>I</hi> live.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Arſinoe</hi> ended her diſcourſe in this manner, and when ſhe had done ſpeaking, the paſſionate Prince throwing himſelf at her feet, and embracing her knees with tears of joy, expreſſed himſelf with ſo much ardor, that the Princeſs to whom the teſtimonies of his love were not diſagreeable, was more moved to tenderneſs than ever ſhe had been before, and gave him all the marks of affection, that he could expect from ſo eminent a vertue as <hi>Delia</hi>'s was.</p>
               </div>
            </div>
            <trailer>The end of the Sixth Part.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="7" type="part">
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            <head>HYMEN<hi>'S PRAELVDIA:</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. PART. VII.</head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>LIB. I.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Candace <hi>and</hi> Eliſa <hi>beſtow a ſecond Viſit upon the Princeſs</hi> Olympia, <hi>and find her in a very hope<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful way of recovery. At their deſire, ſhe goes on with her Story, and acquaints them that the fair Stranger whoſe life ſhe had ſaved in the deſart-Iſland, is</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>Brother to the King of</hi> Armenia. <hi>She relates their deplorable Condition in that place, and the ſtrange manner of their Delivery out of it.</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>ſaves</hi> Adallas<hi>'s life, and is like to loſe his own by</hi> Adallas<hi>'s Jealouſie; but is diſmiſſed with a ſtrict prohibition never to ſet foot in</hi> Thrace, <hi>nor to ſee</hi> Olympia. Adallas <hi>being detained in</hi> Cyprus <hi>by his wounds, ſends into</hi> Thrace <hi>to know the Condition of his Kingdome Intelligence is brought that his Kingdom is invaded, and almoſt quite loſt.</hi> Adallas, <hi>haſtning homewards, is hindred by a Tempeſt; but after a long ſtay for a Wind, he puts to Sea again, and, near the Coaſt of</hi> Thrace, <hi>meets ſome of his Subjects, who inform him, That by the incomparable Valour of a Stranger, named</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>now their General, the remainder of his Dominions was preſerved, and the progreſs of his Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies retarded.</hi> Adallas <hi>underſtanding the Coaſt to be clear, continues his Voyage, and arrives at</hi> Byzantium.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>THE fair Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and the beautiful Queen of <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived ſo much eſteem and amity for the Princeſs <hi>Olympia,</hi> that they could not permit her to continue long in the trouble wherein they had ſeen her; with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out diſpoſing themſelves to render her a ſecond Viſit as ſoon as might be, and to uſe all poſſible means to adminiſter ſome eaſe and conſolation unto her. This was no ſlight effect of <hi>Olympia</hi>'s excellent qualities, to have produced in ſo ſmal a time this intereſt for her Fortune, in the minds of two perſons ſo ſtrongly and ſo juſtly prepoſſeſſed with their own; and 'tis certain that <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace</hi> had cauſe enough abſolutely to employ their memory upon the conſideration of their own miſhaps, and in the care of their own affairs; but their ſouls were of the moſt exquiſite temper, and they were not ſo totally taken up with the natural ſenſe of their own misfortunes, but that there was room left ſtill for compaſſion towards a perſon of <hi>Olympia</hi>'s birth and merit. Beſides, by that affection which bound them up to her intereſts, they had given entrance to a curioſity, which upon the ſcore of a leſs ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary perſon, and more common adventures, it would not have eaſily found in their ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits; and they could not call to mind the admirable beginning of that Princeſſe's Fortunes, and the paſſage wherat her Relation had been interrupted, without being moved with a great deſire to underſtand the Sequele, which according to apparences could not but be compoſed of very ſtrange Accidents; and in particular to know the name of the Unknown, which <hi>Olympia</hi> had at her Tongues end, when ſhe was forced to break off the Thread of her Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe.</p>
               <p>This Reaſon, though indeed more weak than the former, made them reſolve to ſteal that Evening from <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> whoſe Viſits they much feared, to give it intirely, if they could poſſibly, to this afflicted Princeſs; and upon this deſign, having taken a light Supper together in <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s lodging, they charged the Maids that waited upon them, to ſay, That the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians</hi> being a little indiſpoſed, they were gone to Bed toge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, not doubting but by theſe means to ſecure themſelves from being interrupted by per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons full of diſcretion, and well-verſed in all the Rules of Civility. After they had given
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this order, wherein, in regard of the Quality of the perſons whom it concerned, they ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved a great deal of Circumſpection; they went into <hi>Olympia</hi>'s little Chamber, and, as the gods would have it, they found her in a better Condition than they hoped.</p>
               <p>This Princeſs, who naturally had as gallant a ſpirit as any perſon of her ſex, and who ſolidly relied upon a real vertue, and an abſolute reſignation to the will of the gods, had made a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flection upon the tranſports wherinto the firſt ebullitions of her Paſſion had caſt her, and by an endeavour not very uſual in a ſpirit ſtrongly prepoſſeſſed, ſhe had found room to combat with that croſs-opinion, which at firſt had made ſuch a diſorder in her ſoul; contrary appa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rences to the return of her repoſe, had very much tormented her, and ſhe had found cauſe enough in <hi>Ericia</hi>'s report, to ſuſpect the infidelity of the perſon which ſhe loved; but o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther conſiderations, and other more important remembrances, wherby ſhe had reaſon to be confirmed in a quite contrary opinion, had powerfully taken his part; and if they could not cure her of thoſe cruel impreſſions which thoſe apparences had wrought upon her, they had at leaſt diſpoſed her to ſeek without precipitation a more evident clearing up of the Truth, and in expectation of the knowledge which the next day might afford her, to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cline her ſpirit rather towards hope, than towards a deadly fear; the firſt effects whereof had been ſo contrary to the quiet of her mind, the health of her body, and her ordinary mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration. Certainly few ſpirits would have ſo readily ſubmitted to the Empire of reaſon; but indeed few ſpirits were like to hers, and in all the courſe of her life ſhe had given examples of her gallantry, wherein her conſtancy and admirable reſolution had no leſs appeared than in this laſt Adventure. By this little calm which ſhe gave her mind, her body likewiſe received eaſe; and in fine, ſhe was ſo ſenſible of it, that when the Princeſſes came into her Chamber, her Feaver was gone.</p>
               <p>They were very joyful to underſtand by <hi>Ericia,</hi> as they approached the Bed, this change of her health; and they had no ſooner opened their mouth to enquire of it, but the fair Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs looking upon them with a much more compoſed countenance than before: <hi>My fair Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes, ſaid ſhe, I have had a great Combat againſt thoſe cruel apparences which hurried me to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpair; and if I have not gotten the Victory over them, at leaſt I have diſpoſed my ſpirit to wait for a more certain aſſurance of my miſhap, before it fall into thoſe extremities from which I ſhould hardly keep it, if I had received any confirmation of it. Whatſoever report they have made me of the beauty of that perſon, whom the Prince, which I have loved ſo well, accompanies; and though I have been told of their mutual Careſſes, I can hardly believe, that a Prince in whom I have obſerv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſo much Vertue, and who by ſo many great and dangerous difficulties which he hath gone through with an admirable Courage, hath given me ſuch fair proofs of his Love, could in the time which is paſt, ſince our ſeparation, fall ſo lightly into an infidelity, ſo contraryto the ſenſe of that ſublime Ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue which he practiſes. And though he could become unfaithful, I doubt whether he would come to ſhew his perfidiouſneſs in a place where certainly he had hope to find me, where I expected him, and where I would bid him ſeek me, if it ſhould pleaſe the gods that he ſtill continues faithful. I would perſwade my ſelf to imagine that</hi> Ericia<hi>'s eyes were deceived, or that the perſon which ſhe ſaw him embrace, is related to him by ſome ancient Amity, which might engage him in other Tyes than thoſe of Love<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> And however it be, I will ſtill expect from Heaven, to which I have abſolutely abandoned my ſelf, what it ſhall Decree concerning my deſtiny, and not haſten my misfortune by a promptitude, which might make me commit ſuch faults, as poſſibly might be hard to repair.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The two Princeſſes extreamly approved of <hi>Olympia</hi>'s reſolution; confirming themſelves more and more in the eſteem they had for her; and whil'ſt <hi>Eliſa</hi> ſitting down in a Chair which was at the Beds-head, felt her pulſe with one of her fair hands, <hi>Candace</hi> being ſate upon the Beds-ſide, <q>My dear Princeſs, ſaid ſhe, You do ſufficiently aſſure us both by all your Diſcourſes, and by all the marks which you give us of your thoughts, that your Ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue is not ordinary, and thoſe gods to whom you have abandoned your ſelf with ſo much Courage and Piety, muſt needs be cruel and unjuſt, if by an unfortunate ſucceſs they ſhould deceive the confidence you have in their goodneſs. I confeſs, that upon the like oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion, I ſhould do the like, if it were poſſible: And I do ſo approve of your Reſolution, That I do almoſt certainly promiſe you the moſt happy ſucceſs you can deſire.</q> 
                  <q>I have the ſame hope that you have, added the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and 'tis upon a ground very far from Envy, that I foreſee that, of us three, I only ſhall remain unfortunate.</q> 
                  <q>I have ſome confidence, replied <hi>Candace,</hi> for you in your Fortune, and my heart tells me that in a ſhort time your deſtiny will not be ſuch as your fear ſuggeſts.</q> 
                  <q>Alas! replied the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs ſighing, How full of flattery are you, my fair Queen? And how eaſie is it to judge, that Compaſſion puts this Diſcourſe into your mouth, rather than the belief of telling me the Truth? We ſee every day, ſaid <hi>Olympia,</hi> Events ſo little conformable to our ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pectation, that I ſhall not be ſurprized, when) in extraordinary Fortunes, as ours are, I ſhall ſee Accidents happen, which would ſeem admirable in a life which never varied from
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the ordinary courſe: And I will tell you, Madam, according to my real belief, That I, de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpair no more upon your account, than upon our own, and I would not for a good value, loſe the part I pretend to take in the joy which you ſhall receive by the recovery of your loſſes.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Eliſa <hi>only ſhook her Shoulders at this Diſcourſe: And</hi> Candace, <hi>who deſired to change the Scene, to enter upon</hi> Olympia<hi>'s Adventures; But you, forgetful Princeſs,</hi> ſaid the to her, <hi>who are inſtructed in the leaſt particularities of our Lives, would you have us be eternally ignorant of the Sequel of yours? And do you not remember, that you left us in a part of your Relation capable to torment leſs curious perſons? Shall we any longer be deprived of the knowledge of the unknown, whoſe Name you were about to tell us, when you were interrupted? He of whom we talk ſo much, and of whoſe fidelity we aſſure you, not knowing yet who he is. And laſtly, Is it not juſt, that we ſhould be acquainted with your life, that we may have more reaſon and knowledge to take that intereſt in it we do? If any remainders of your indiſpoſition, or pre-occupation of ſpirit doth not permit you to be ſo ſoon in a condition to give us this ſatisfaction, be pleaſed that</hi> Ericia <hi>may ſave you the labour, and that we may underſtand the reſt of your Adventures from her mouth, ſeeing, as I think, I heard you ſay, that ſhe is not ignorant of any particular. I find my ſelf in a good condition enough, replied</hi> Olympia, <hi>to finiſh what I began ſome dayes ago: And though</hi> Ericia <hi>be as well acquainted with the Accidents of my life, as I my ſelf; yet I ſhall better expreſs the thoughts of mine own mind, than ſhe can; &amp; I ſhould be ſorry, that you ſhould have receiv'd from any other mouth than mine, that which I owe to the Compaſſion which makes you take ſo much intereſt in my Affairs, and to the real eſteem I have for you.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words, the Princeſſes told her what order they had taken not to be interrupted in this Narration, as they had been in the former: And after they had conveniently ſeated them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves for a long Audience, <hi>Olympia,</hi> after a ſhort interval of ſilence, continued the Story of her life in theſe terms.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Continuation of the Hiſtory of</hi> Olympia</head>
                  <p>MY Narration was interrupted, as I think, when I made you the Relation of the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>expected Adventure, whereby the fair unknown had acquainted himſelf with the ſecret thoughts of my Soul; and from the knowledge he had of them, took the boldneſs to diſcover his to me: I had declared to you the trouble of my ſpirit at ſo unexpected a buſineſs, and the confuſion wherinto I was fallen by the imprudent diſcovery of that, which poſſibly, had it not been for this accident, I had kept private all my life; and the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugnance I had to receive Declarations of Love from a man, who, though he were very amiable, and already very dear to me, was then but three dayes old in my acquaintance, and I had repeated ſome part of our Converſation, by which you perceived that the unknown, having judged by my Diſcourſe that inequality which I believed to be between his birth and mine, made up a good part of the difficulties he had to ſtruggle with, was reſolved to let me underſtand the Truth, and had already opened his mouth to tell me who he was. 'Tis cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain (anſwered <hi>Candace</hi> interrupting her) <hi>That the laſt words of your Diſcourſe were,</hi> I am<hi>,—and upon that</hi> I am<hi>,—which as you may believe, left us in an extream trouble, the Arrival of</hi> Cornelius <hi>hindred your Progreſs.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I will proceed then, continued the Princeſs, with the ſome words at which it was cut off, and will tell you, that after our firſt communication, whereby the unknown had ſufficient<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly diſcovered his thoughts, continuing his Diſcourſe with the ſame boldneſs, <hi>I am,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>extracted from a Noble blood, enough to countenance my confeſſion without bluſhing at it, and if I had been born of any other than Princes, who have alwayes worn a Crown, I ſhould have ſtifled thoſe audacious thoughts which have aimed ſo high as you. My Name is</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>my Fami<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly is the Royal Houſe of</hi> Armenia, Artaxus <hi>King of that Realm, is my Brother, our Father was King</hi> Artabazus, <hi>who loſt his life in the Priſons of</hi> Cleopatra.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Eliſa,</hi> who by reaſon of the nearneſs of <hi>Armenia</hi> to her Fathers Kingdoms, and the Alliance which had been between their Families, had heard of the Shipwrack of <hi>Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes,</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> which was noiſed throughout all <hi>Aſia,</hi> and according to the general o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pinion, believed them to be dead, holding up her hand, and ſtaying <hi>Olympia</hi> at the begin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning of her Diſcourſe, <q>What? <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> Is the fair unknown, of whom you have diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſed ſo much to us, who hath merited your Love, and whom you have ſeen to day in <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lexandria, Ariobarzanes</hi> Prince of <hi>Armenia;</hi> who, as 'tis known all over <hi>Aſia,</hi> being Shipwracked with the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> his Siſter, hath paſſed for dead till now, in the opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion of the whole World?</q> 
                     <q>The very ſame, replied <hi>Olympia;</hi> and that ſo famous Ship<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wrack which expoſed that Prince, and the Princeſs his Siſter to the mercy of the waves, hapned at the ſame time, and almoſt in the ſame place, that ours did. I believe that <hi>Arſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>noe,</hi>
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periſhed in the pitileſs waters; but <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being more ſtrong, and more fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured by Heaven, was, by the aſſiſtance of a Planck which he had laid hold of, carried upon the Rock where we were, and when he was ready to exſpire, he received of us thoſe aſſiſtances that were neceſſary for him, as I have related to you.</q> 
                     <q>Ah! without doubt anſwered <hi>Eliſa,</hi> the Reputation of that Prince<hi>'s</hi> former years, is very conformable to the Relation you have made of him; and when he parted from <hi>Armenia</hi> with his Siſter to go to <hi>Rome</hi> to wait upon <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> he paſſed, in the common Report, as well for the hand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſomneſs of body, as the qualities of the minde, for an admirable Perſon; and the Princeſs his Siſter, for one of the rareſt Beauties of the World. Thus much Fame hath ſpread as far as our Countrey, and I ſhall intereſs my ſelf more than I have done in the Adventures of a Prince, whoſe deſtiny I regretted upon the common Report.</q> 
                     <q>I am very joyful, replied <hi>Olympia,</hi> That a Deſcription, which I poſſibly made with a little too much Paſſion, is autho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rized by your Teſtimony, which is very conſiderable to me, and I ſhall more freely inlarge my ſelf upon the excellent qualities of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> where I ſhall be obliged to ſpeak of them, ſince that Fame hath already given you ſome knowledge of them.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I will tell you then, to return to my Narration, That it was no ſmall ſatisfaction to me to ſee that Fortune had ſo much favoured my wiſhes in the birth of a man, whom ſhe had cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed me to love before I knew him; and that <hi>Ericia,</hi> who preſently caſt her eyes upon my face, told me afterwards, that ſhe ſaw in a moment all the marks of Joy depainted there, ſo that ſhe did not doubt but that I was very ſenſibly moved with it. I will add to this likewiſe, That though this Diſcourſe of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> did not ſeem very conformable to Truth, and might, not without ſome reaſon, have been ſuſpected of Fiction in the mouth of an amorous and intereſſed perſon; 'tis certain for all that, that I did not ponder what credit I ſhould give to him, nor ever imagined that there was any baſeneſs in a man, whom I could not believe to be capable of any thing unworthy; or rather I will tell you, That his Noble, Sublime and truly Royal Garb, and whatſoever I had obſerved till then in his Actions, ſo ſtrongly con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>firmed his Diſcourſe in a mind where inclination did not ſlightly take his part, that I had no difficulty to perſwade my ſelf that he was a Kings Son, and born with all the advantages of fortune which I could wiſh might accompany Nature.</p>
                  <p>This agreeable ſurprize held me a while in ſilence, and in a poſture which ſignified ſome confuſion. The Prince perceived it, and, according to the example of Lovers, finding an oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion of fear in every thing, <hi>Can it be poſſible,</hi> ſaid he, being very much moved, <hi>that the know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge of my Name and Birth, ſhould diſadvantage me with you? And hoping to remove an ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtacle of Glory and Fortune, have I created one my ſelf? Is the Royal blood of</hi> Armenia <hi>any way odious to you or yours? or rather, O gods! Is it the want of a Crown, which the priviledge of Birth-right hath beſtowed upon my Elder Brother, that puts me into too mean a condition to raiſe my deſires to the glory of ſerving you? Ah! if it be a Crown I want (as it is probable that the honour of acquiring you, ought to be ordained for ſome great King) I finde my ſelf to have Cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage enough to hope for that from my Sword, which Fortune hath refuſed me; and the deſire I have to render my ſelf worthy of you, will make me poſſibly to ſurmount that, which I ſhould never attain to, if I had any other Object in my Enterprizes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>As he ſpake theſe words, a bluſh mounted into his face, which made him appear more beautiful than ordinary in my eyes; and deſiring not to leave him in an opinion, which ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to my humor did a little injure me: <hi>I perceive nothing</hi> (ſaid I) <hi>in the knowledge you have given me of your Name and Birth, which can be diſadvantagious to you; and the want of a Crown in ſuch a Prince as you, and deſcended as you are from Royal Perſons, is no deficiency which can render you contemptible in my thoughts. (You are,</hi> contiued I with a bluſh, which ſufficiently ſignified my confuſion) <hi>ſuch as I deſired you ſhould be, to render thoſe infirmities partly excuſable which Surprize, or Accident, made you acquainted with, and which, poſſibly you had never under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtood from my mouth, but by the effect of that deſtiny, which as you ſay, acts in us after an extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinary manner; but you and I are ſuch in the eſtate of our preſent condition, that a particular eſteem can ſerve for nothing but to render us the more miſerable; and perſons, whoſe death in all probability is ſo near at hand, cannot lay foundations of Amity but in an unſeaſonable time.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſighed at this Diſcourſe, and looking upon me with an eye, which made me judge that this menace of our death more ſtrongly afflicted him for fear of mine, than up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the conſideration of his own: <q>Our deſtiny, ſaid he, is in the hand of the gods, and poſſibly for the preſervation of ſo precious a life as yours, they will do ſomthing extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinary; but though we had no hope of that, yet I ſhould eſteem my ſelf ſuperlatively happy, and much more obliged to this effect of your goodneſs, than to that which cauſed you to render your pitiful aſſiſtances to this dying body, if you would own as yours the remainder off my dayes, what length ſoever the gods ſhall preſcribe to them, and permit me to hope, That if by their help we eſcape out of the danger which threatens us, you will
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not diſdain Vows full of the ſame reſpects we owe to them, and ſuffer the glorious <hi>Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes,</hi> to render his laſt breath in the occaſion and the glory of ſerving you. I conjure you to it, continued he, embracing my knees with an action all compoſed of paſſion, by the ſame pity which you may deſire of Heaven for your own misfortune, and proteſt to you before the Celeſtial Powers, that it can never be employ'd in a greater neceſſity, nor for a perſon who will acknowledge it with greater veneration and fidelity.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I confeſs that my inclination did ſo effectually aſſiſt his words, that I could not but be touched with them, and I had not the power to diſſemble it ſo well as I deſired, and poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly ought to have done. I continued a while without reply, and at laſt beginning to ſpeak, without raiſing my eyes to his face; <q>You are ſufficiently acquainted with my thoughts, ſaid I, contrary to my deſign, ſo that there is no neceſſity of any farther Declaration; and you know enough to make you believe, that neither your perſon, nor your ſervices can be diſagreeable to me. You would be unjuſt, if you ſhould deſire any more, or pretend that I ſhould determine any farther of my ſelf, as long as there ſhall be any perſons in the World to whom I ought to leave the diſpoſing of me.</q> 
                     <q>I am more happy a thouſand times, replied he, than I deſerved, or durſt to hope; and I ſhould render my ſelf much more unworthy of your goodneſs, if I did not, as I ought, receive a favour which I can never ſufficiently acknowledge; but I plainly perceive that our preſent danger, if it threat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned none but me, is not the greateſt misfortune I have to encounter with; and by what I have heard of your Story, and the cauſe of your flight, I ſufficiently foreſee, that the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon to whom Heaven hath left ſome lawful power to diſpoſe of you, will never conſent that any other ſhould raiſe his hopes to a Fortune, which againſt the Laws and order of Nature he pretends to for himſelf.</q> 
                     <q>This difficulty, anſwered I, very nimbly, ought to divert you from your reſolution, and you will be the more comforted, if in our approaching death, you loſe nothing but hopes, which with any probability you could not conceive.</q> 
                     <q>Ah! Madam, replied <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> very much moved, Do not imagine that this difficul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty can make me loſe my Courage; you ſhall ſee me Conquer far greater, if you be pleaſed to grant your conſent; and all the moſt powerful and dangerous obſtacles ſhall not be able to terrifie me, if you do not oppoſe me.</q> 
                     <q>You ought not to hope, ſaid I, that I ſhould be favourable to you contrary to my Duty; and the eſteem which I may have for you, ſhall never make me do any thing unhandſome, or not conformable to the Rules pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcribed to perſons of ſuch a Birth as mine.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſeemed a little aſtoniſhed at this Diſcourſe; and ſtood a while, as if he ſtudied for terms to expreſs himſelf; but at laſt breaking ſilence with a very paſſionate acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, <q>If the reſpect, which I ſhall equally preſerve with my life, ſaid he, did permit me in the leaſt to conteſt with your thoughts, I would take the liberty to tell you, that by the u<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſage you have received from him, and the horrible intentions he had expreſſed to you, the King your Brother, hath abſolutely loſt the priviledge which Nature gave him to diſpoſe of you; and if your ſelf had had a deſign to leave it to him, you would not have run the hazard of mortal dangers to avoid his Tyranny. In fine, If he may, and muſt diſpoſe of you, he will never do it but in his own favour; and you will ſee your ſelf reduced to the neceſſity, either of conſenting to that horrible Marriage which he propoſes to you, or denying his power to diſpoſe of you.</q> I found ſufficiently convincing Reaſons in <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s Diſcourſe; yet it being a Subject upon which I was alwayes prepared, I did not continue without a Reply. <q>It will be very lawful, ſaid I, for me to oppoſe <hi>Adallas</hi>'s will, as long as he ſhall have any deſign to be my Husband; and in this reſolution I ſhall alwayes have Courage enough to ſuffer this death to which I am already ſufficiently expoſed, but I will never take the liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty to chooſe a Husband my ſelf; and I muſt wait the leaſure of Heaven for the change of my Brothers humor, or ſome other condition of my Affairs which may give me that liberty.</q> 
                     <q>I will be contented to wait with you, Madam, replied the Prince, with a very ſubmiſſive Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on; and I ſhall be but too happy, if you permit me to engage my life upon the account of thoſe changes. I know very well, that the happineſs which my Ambition aims at, is of too high a value to be attained by ordinary difficulties; and it ſhall be without a murmuring thought, that I will attend upon the effects of your pity to the laſt period of my breath; uſe me as a criminal, if you ſee me in any impatience contrary to this reſignation; and in the mean time, if you be pleaſed to think well of it, and if Heaven permits us to get out of this Iſland by ſome unexpected ſuccour, let me have the honour to wait upon you to the place of your intended Retreat, and there let me regulate my life, according to the Orders which you ſhall pleaſe to give me, and ſeek ſome means, though with the greateſt hazard, to work a change in the King your Brothers intentions to my advantage, or to ſee ſome change in yours, if his be unalterable.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>My Relation would be too long, if I ſhould repeat to you all the words we had together.
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In brief, I found the Diſcourſe, and the Propoſitions of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> too juſt to be contra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicted; and we reſolved at laſt, that if the gods ſhould ſend us any means to ſave our ſelves, I ſhould continue my journey to the Court of the King of <hi>Cilicia</hi> my Uncle, whither <hi>Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes</hi> ſhould accompany me, and there leave me at liberty to conſider what he might merit of me by his Services, whil'ſt he endeavoured by all manner of wayes to gain upon the ſpirit of the King my Brother, and employed all manner of powers, even that of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> himſelf, to cauſe him to conſent to the deſign he had to ſerve me. But becauſe <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> knew the deadly hatred which the King of <hi>Cilicia</hi> had againſt his Family, for ſome Cruelty that the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> his Brother, had exerciſed againſt the Princes his Nephews; and was not ignorant, that in that Court he could not be in any ſecurity. We purpoſed that he ſhould en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter into <hi>Cilicia, al' incognito,</hi> and from that moment ſhould conceal from the perſons of our Company, his name and condition under that of <hi>Ariamenes.</hi> This was ſo much the eaſier, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe he had not as yet diſcovered himſelf to any, but to us; and there was little danger of his being known, after the Report of his Shipwrack had been ſo long current.</p>
                  <p>After that we had ſpent ſome time in fixing theſe Reſolutions, I deſired <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaint me by what Adventure he had been caſt upon that Rock, in the condition wherein we found him; which he did in a few words, which I will not repeat to you; for in brief, his Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation contained nothing elſe, but only that the King <hi>Artaxus</hi> his Brother, having received a Command from <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> to ſend him to <hi>Rome,</hi> with the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> his Siſter, to be educated there with a great many other Princes; and not daring to diſobey that Order, cauſed him to imbark with the Princeſs his Siſter to go that Voyage, which at firſt was proſperous enough, but at laſt upon the Coaſt of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> their Veſſel was overtaken with the ſame Tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peſt that caſt away ours, and ſo battered by the impetuouſneſs of the ſtorm, that he believed himſelf only to have eſcaped from the fury of the waves, by means of a Plank which he laid hold on, and the violence of the waves which drave him upon the Sand. That paſſage of his Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe which he moſt inſiſted upon, was, concerning the Shipwrack of the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> whoſe loſs, after he had made us a ſhort deſcription of her rare qualities, he deplored with ſo many tears, and ſo many ſtrong ſenſible ſigns of grief, that I could not forbear weeping, and bewailing with him the loſs of ſo extraordinary a perſon, whom he had ſo dearly loved. He pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſted to me divers times, that nothing but Love, which tookfull poſſeſſion of his Soul at firſt ſight, was able to counterpoize his grief; and without the aſſiſtance of that paſſion which made it ſelf Miſtreſs of his heart above all the reſt that had any room there, he ſhould ſcarcely have had ſtrength of ſpirit enough to defend himſelf againſt this affliction.</p>
                  <p>After I had endeavoured to give him ſome part of the Conſolation which was neceſſary for him upon this occaſion, he deſcribed to me the birth of his Love, which, he proteſted to me, was formed in his Soul the firſt moment of our firſt interview; and in the declaration he made to me of all his moſt particular thoughts he expreſſed himſelf with ſuch a grace, and was ſo skilful in taking his advantages where he found me weakeſt, that I perceived the fatal inclination I had for him to be augmented by this Relation.</p>
                  <p>Why ſhould I detain you any longer upon this paſſage? I conſented before we parted from that place, that he ſhould love and ſerve me; and I permitted him to hope, either for thoſe few dayes which in probability were left us, or for a longer time, if Heaven ſhould pleaſe to give it us; that I would do all that my Duty could handſomly permit me to do, to expreſs my ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgement and eſteem to him. He ſeemed to be contented with this hope which I gave him, and ever ſince that moment he continued to ſerve me with ſo many marks of real Love, ſo much diſcretion and reſpect, and ſo much grace in all his actions, that I ſtill found more fuel to encreaſe my flame. And yet he lived ſo with me before the perſons of my Retinue, that no body could find any ground to ſuſpect his real thoughts; only <hi>Ericia,</hi> who was acquainted with mine too, had knowledge of them. I confeſs at laſt, by his admirable parts, and handſome way of carriage towards me, he perfected the Conqueſt of my heart, ſo that at laſt I was con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrained to avow to him without diſſimulation; that I loved him as much as I was permitted to love him; and to promiſe him that I would do all that my Duty would ſuffer me to do, never to have any other Husband but himſelf. I could make him this promiſe with ſo much the more liberty, becauſe I had neither Father nor Mother living, by whoſe will mine ought to have been regulated; and the obedience, which after their death, was due to the King my Brother, ſeemed to me to be perfectly extinguiſhed by his intentions which were ſo uncon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formable to that degree of Proximity, which might have given him that Command over me. In fine, my fair Princeſſes, If there was too much facility in this engagement of my Soul, I will not ſtudy to excuſe it; and though poſſibly I might find ſome part of an excuſe in the extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinary merit of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> yet I will not make uſe of it to ſecure my ſelf from the blame which you may lay upon me for my weakneſs.</p>
                  <p>This union of our ſpirits, which was ſo well formed, would have given us mutual ſatisfa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction,
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if the fear of approaching death had not cruelly croſſed it; and as I perceived, that the fear which <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was in for me, was the ground of all his grief, and the cauſe of all his complaints; ſo I confeſs, that I loved him ſo well already, that my regret was no leſs, upon the conſideration of his loſs, than for my own. He did all that poſſibly he could, to diſſemble part of his affliction before me, and he flattered me every day with ſome hope of ſuccour; but when he came to conſider, that in all probablity I had but a few dayes to live, all his Conſtancy was diſſipated, and his great Courage could not hinder him from ſhewing all the marks of ſenſibility. 'Tis certain too, that in this Adventure, the weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of my Sex did not hinder me from expreſſing as much Reſolution as he; and I was often reduced to give him comfort, of which by little and little, he rendred himſelf unca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable. <hi>Ah Madam,</hi> ſaid he to me one day, <hi>How different are the Subjects of our grief? And how much greater ought my regret to be than yours, there being ſuch an inequality between the loſſes we are like to ſuffer? You are in danger of loſing a life, which, as precious as it is, hath not been hither to over-dear unto you; but, with my life, I loſe the faireſt Hopes, and the moſt glorious Fortune that ever any man aſpired to.</hi> As he ſpake theſe words, he removed his eyes from off my face, to fix them upon the ground; and I ſaw them at the ſame time ſo overflown with tears, that I was extraordinarily moved at them. Ariobarzanes, <hi>ſaid I to him, I would have you conform your ſelf to the will of the gods, who can ſuccour us ſtill, and poſſibly will do it, if we have merited their aſſiſtance; if they have determined the end of our dayes, we muſt ſubmit to it without repugnance; and I deſire you, that you would not let the grief which you apprehend for my loſs, make you excced the limits which your Courage ought to preſcribe to it. Ah! Madam,</hi> replied the afflicted Prince, <hi>How highly is your Reſolution to be commended? but as much Conſtancy as you have received from Heaven, how hard would it be for you to make uſe of it, if the loſs of</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>were to you, as the loſs of the Princeſs</hi> Olympia <hi>is to</hi> Ariobarzanes. <hi>Do not doubt (ſaid I) but that I ſhall be as ſenſible of the loſs of</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>as you can deſire: But I ſhall ſupport it more patiently, becauſe it muſt be ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>companied and probably preceded by mine, than if I ſhould continue in the World in the regret which that might cauſe me. Alas! cryed he ſuddenly, Can it be poſſible, that within a few dayes, I ſhould ſee theſe fair eyes cloſed up by death?</hi> Having uttered theſe few words, he continued by me like one half dead, and what endeavour ſoever I uſed to reduce him to a better condition, it was impoſſible for me to get any thing elſe from him, but ſighs intermingled with ſobs, and looks caſt up towards Heaven.</p>
                  <p>We were oftentimes in a day upon this ſorrowful Converſation! but our affliction was much augmented with our fear, when all our proviſions were quite ſpent, and we had no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing at all to keep us alive, but a little Fiſh, which our people took with a great deal of dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficulty; and it was ſo little, that there was not enough for half the perſons there were of us; and that little being ſeaſoned with nothing that might give it any reliſh, you may judge how long our dayes were like to continue with nothing but that nouriſhment, and a little water. As I did not take the ſame care of all the perſons that were with me, as I did of my ſelf; ſo there were ſome that were more ſenſible of our miſery, than I. My Gover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs was the firſt, who being enfeebled with Age, and but of a weak Complexion beſide, yielded to our miſery; and after two dayes ſickneſs only, breathed her laſt in my preſence. I received this loſs with all the ſorrow I was capable of, in the condition whereunto I ſaw my ſelf reduced; and looking upon her whil'ſt ſhe exſpired, with my face overflown with tears, <hi>Adieu Mother,</hi> ſaid I; <hi>I ſhall ſhortly bear you Company; and were it not for that belief, your loſs, a loſs which I have been the cauſe of, would not be ſupportable.</hi> The good <hi>Eurilas</hi> her Hus<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band being caſt down with grief for the death of his Wife, and enfeebled by our miſerable manner of life, ſurvived her but two dayes, and left me deprived of his Conduct, and the comfort I received from him, in reſpect of his Age, his Prudence, and the Affection he had to my intereſts.</p>
                  <p>Then it was, that I looked death in the face, as the approaching end of our miſeries, I ſaw it preſent before my eyes, and thought upon thing elſe; and yet truly the fear I had of it, troubled me more for <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> than for my ſelf only. Looking upon him with an eye drowned in tears, whil'ſt I cloſed poor <hi>Eurilas</hi>'s eyes, and ſeeing no body but <hi>Eri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cia</hi> near us, <q>
                        <hi>Ariobarzanes, ſaid I to him,</hi> I hope that within a few dayes you will ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der me the ſame office, and take care to ſee me buried.</q> He was ſo ſenſible of theſe words, That inſtead of making any Reply, his face grew pale, his eyes cloſed, and he fell into a Swoun in my preſence. I had my heart ſo preſſed with this Accident, that I wanted but a little of bearing him Company; and <hi>Ericia</hi> was fain to aſſiſt him, and throw water up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on his face, to make him recover his ſenſes. When he came to himſelf, he brake out into ſuch tender and paſſionate expreſſions, as would have broken the heart of the moſt inſenſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble perſons; I will not repeat them to you, becauſe theſe unneceſſary particulars would ſpin out my Diſcourſe into a tedious length.</p>
                  <p>
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In Concluſion, our condition was abſolutely deſperate; one of my Maids was dead ſince the death of <hi>Eurilas,</hi> and the number of all our men was reduced to two or three; only I was better provided for than the reſt, by the continual pains which <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> took in catching Fiſh to nouriſh me, and to prolong my dayes as much as he could poſſibly. When one day being upon the ſhoar, employed in that exerciſe, he ſaw out at Sea two Veſſels en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaged in Fight; but one of the two gave way to the other, and defended it ſelf retiring, by little and little approaching to our little Iſland. This ſight made him lift up his hands and eyes to Heaven, with ſome hope of ſuccour; and it encreaſed more and more, when he ſaw the two Veſſels, the one chaſing, and the other retiring, take the direct way to the lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle Iſland, and come up cloſe to it. He began to diſcern particular Objects, when <hi>Ericia</hi> and I came to a little Riſing near the place where he was, where immediatly I ſaw the ſame Spe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctacle; and after I had lifted up my hands to Heaven with a great cry, I ſent back <hi>Ericia</hi> to our Lodging, to fetch a linnen Cloth to faſten to the top of a Staffe, and by that ſign to deſire ſuccour of thoſe perſons which were in the Veſſels. But theſe were people, who took no no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tice of any ſigns we could make to them; and a little after, the Veſſel which fled before the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, having reached the ſhoar, thoſe that were in it, ſuddenly leapt out, and having gained the Rock as well as they could, they put themſelves into a poſture of defending themſelves a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the Enemie which purſued them, and to diſpute their landing with all their force. Their number being much inferiour to the other, they had taken the ſhoar, to make uſe of the advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tage of the place, againſt the inequality of their Forces.</p>
                  <p>I was too far off to ſee all theſe things diſtinctly; but <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who was hard by, eaſily obſerved them, and ſaw that theſe perſons had a man of a gallant appearance at the Head of them, who preſently put them in a condition of fighting, and defending their lives by their Valour, againſt the number of their Enemies; he had hardly time to put them in Order, but their Enemies came up cloſe to the Iſland, and the moſt reſolute of them throw<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing themſelves firſt into the Water, which was up to their middles, advanced furiouſly to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards the ſhoar; and without making uſe of their Arrows, which without doubt they had uſed in their former Combat upon the Sea, they engaged with their Enemies at handy blows, and in a little time began to make the ſhoar wear the red Livery of both parties. The weakeſt in number had an advantagious Poſt, which afforded them ſome means to reſiſt their Enemies Forces; and their Commander did ſo encourage them by his Voice, and by his Example, that their Adverſaries found a longer reſiſtance than they expected: But in fine, the laſt having received a ſupply of thoſe men who had ſtayed in the Veſſel, the firſt began to quit the ſhoar; and they had no ſooner left their footing, but the others hotly purſuing them, and landing with facility, made the Victory clearly to incline to their own ſide. The Commander of the weaker Party defended himſelf with a great deal of Valour, but it was difficult for him to prolong his deſtiny; for his Enemies uſing neither Generoſity nor Clemency towards him, or his, purſued them, and killed them without mercy. Part of them lay already dead upon the Turfe; and the Captain having received ſome wounds, and being encompaſſed by thoſe which were left, diſputed his life with more Courage than Hope, when <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who till then had been a Spectator of the Combat, without ſtirring out of his place, and had waited upon the ſucceſs, in hope to be beholding to the Conquerours for our ſafety, perceived (manger the intereſt that might make him flatter the ſtrongeſt ſide, in hope to get out of miſery by their means) his natural generoſity to arouze it ſelf, and not being able to endure, that Valiant men ſhould be cruelly murthered by a greater number than their own, without ſome endeavour on his part to aſſiſt them, he ran to them with an admirable ſpeed, and ſeizing immediately upon one of the dead mens Swords and Buckler, he flew amongſt his Enemies, though unknown, with ſuch a Confidence, as made me grow pale, and tremble in the place from whence'I beheld it. I ſhewed him to <hi>Ericia,</hi> who returned to me with the linnen Cloth ſhe went for, and we began both of us to invoke the gods for his ſafety, and to beg their aſſiſtance with more fervency, than ever we had done in all the time of our miſery.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> having his left Arm covered with a Shield, and brandiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing his Sword in his right, threw himſelf preſently into the thickeſt preſs, with ſo terrible a fierceneſs, that if till then, by reaſon of his handſomneſs, and the ſweetneſs of his conte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance, he ſeemed to me an <hi>Adonis,</hi> or ſomething far more beautiful; in this poſture he appeared like <hi>Mars,</hi> or ſomething much more formidable. Both Parties were immedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ately ſenſible of his Arrival; the ſtronger, by the damage which it received; and the weaker, by the ſuccour which he gave it. I could tell you, Ladies, of ſuch things as you would hardly credit, if theſe examples of prodigious Valour were not familiar to you; and if that which you have ſeen <hi>Ceſario</hi> and <hi>Artaban</hi> do, did not make you find a probability in the Relation of the ſtrangeſt things. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was alone, without any other Arms
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but a Sword and Buckler; and yet his Valour appeared to be ſuch in the firſt actions which he did, and the firſt blows which he ſtruck, that the vanquiſhed Party amongſt whom he ranged himſelf, received a greater aſſiſtance from him, than it would have done from a number of men of ordinary Valour; and their Enemies having ſeen two or three of their boldeſt Companions laid dead by this unknown hand, looked upon him with aſtoniſhment, were ſomewhat terrified at his ſight. They had already reduced the Captain of the van<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quiſhed Party to ſuch an extremity, that not being able to ſuſtain himſelf any longer, he fell upon a corner of the Rock with very weakneſs and wearineſs, where he who ſeemed to be Commander of his Enemies, leaping to him without pity, had his Arm lifted up to ſheath his Sword in his Breaſt, when <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who had taken particular notice of that man, whoſe life was more conſiderable than any of the reſt, and preventing with a reverſe the mortal blow which his Adverſary made at him, cut off his Arm cloſe by the ſhoulder, and made it fall, together with his Sword, amongſt the feet of the Combatants. After this action, putting himſelf before him whom he had ſuccoured, and covering him with his Shield, <q>Ariſe, ſaid he, and ſummon up all your Forces for the defence of your life, the gods will aſſiſt you, if you do not loſe your Courage.</q> As he ſpake theſe words, he did ſo ſcatter thoſe which were hotteſt about him, that having laid another of them at his feet, the reſt were a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fraid of his blows, and kept at ſuch a diſtance from him, that the man which was down had the opportunity to get up to recover his Sword, and to recall his Vigour which was almoſt extinct, and to encourage his men to a couragious defence. He found more facility in it than he expected; and his Enemies by the death of their Commander, whom <hi>Ariobarza<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> had deprived of life, and by the aſtoniſhment which ſeized upon them at the ſight of the wonders which they ſaw the unknown perform, were ſtruck with extraordinary Terrour, and loſt a good part of their Fury. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſeeing them waver, and ſtagger in the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>certainty of a Victory, which a few moments before was abſolutely in their hands, animat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing both by word and example thoſe whoſe part he had taken, beat down thoſe which made Head againſt him, with ſo much force, that he cleared his paſſage every way, and reſtored his Companions to the hope of Safety and of Victory.</p>
                  <p>Alaſs! <hi>My fair Princeſſes,</hi> in what a condition was I in the mean time? and if on the one ſide, the prodigious actions of my <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> filled me with admiration, and ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viſhed me with joy, to ſee that that Prince whom we found ſo excellent in all his other parts, was yet more admirable in this, the moſt eſſential and moſt commendable part in a Prince to whom I had given my affections; with how much fear was I environed, ſeeing with what neglect of his life, he threw himſelf amongſt the points of ſo many Swords that were turned againſt him? Some other perſon, better verſed than I in the deſcription of Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bats, would, without doubt, give you a more exact Relation of this: All that I ſhall ſay of it, is, That the Commander of that Party which <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had engaged for, after he had ſpent ſome moments in admiration of the things which he ſaw him do,, and in the firſt acknowledgment of the Safety he owed to him, ſeeing in what manner he opened the way to Victory, ſeconded him with a great deal of Vigour, and ſo encouraged his men, whom <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> alſo, not ſeeling himſelf capable of compleating the Victory alone, did continually animate both by words and actions, that at laſt they charged their Enemies with ſuch a Fury as they could not ſupport; and when they had filled them with fear and diſorder, they purſued them with ſo much eagerneſs and reſentment, that in a few moments, they gave the beſt part of them their mouthes full of dirt, and the reſt leaving behind them their Victory, with theit Companions, either dead or wounded, leap't into the Water, and got again to their Veſſel with all the ſpeed they could make, Divers of them periſhed be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore they could get on Board, and thoſe, whom a little before they had uſed with ſo much Cruelty, being extraordinarily animated with Revenge, made uſe of their Victory with extream Rigour.</p>
                  <p>This Combat being finiſhed in this manner, and the men having no more Enemies to fight with, ranked themſelves about their Commander with great marks of Reſpect; and their Commander, who as feeble, as weary, and as wounded as he was, had his Soul repleniſhed with admiration and acknowledgment for <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> ſtriving with his weakneſs and wea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rineſs to go to him, accoſted him with a countenance, which ſufficiently ſignified his reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment. If he had been aſtoniſhed at his Valour, he was no leſs ſurprized at the compoſiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of his Perſon, and ſeeing a Body formed in every part according to the exacteſt Model of perfection; and a countenance, which at <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> Age, might have paſſed for one of the ſofter Sex, and have ſurpaſſed the handſomeſt of them; he was ſo raviſhed, that for a long time he could do nothing elſe but view him from head to foot, not knowing whether he ſhould take him for a god, or for a mortal perſon.</p>
                  <p>The modeſt <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> making no reflection upon the cauſe of his aſtoniſhment, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan
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to ſpeak to him with a great deal of ſweetneſs and civility, asking him if he was not wounded, and if he had not need of reſt, after the great pains he had endured, and the great Combat he had fought. <hi>We have finiſhed a Combat,</hi> replied the unknown, <hi>whereof the Glory is all yours, in which you have ſaved my life; and not only mine, but of all the perſons which bear me Company; and in which you have done ſuch things, as being joined to the other pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>digies which I obſerve in your Perſon, fill me ſo full of admiration, that I have ſcarce time to think upon my wounds, and the repoſe which is neceſſary for me. You ſee nothing in me,</hi> mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſtly anſwered Ariobarzanes, <hi>but what is very common; and in putting my ſelf to ſome hazard for your aſſiſtance, I have done nothing, but what all vertuous perſons are obliged to do, and what I am very glad I have done, ſuppoſing I have rendred this little peice of Service, to a man which doth not carry the marks of a vulgar perſon. 'Tis true,</hi> replied the unknown, <hi>I am of no common extraction, and Fortune hath given me means enough to requite a good turn, if I had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived it of a perſon, who might be paid with ordinary recompences; but if I be not deceived in my opinion of you, I fear I ſhall be a long time ungrateful, if Heaven doth not favour me with ſome ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary occaſion, as to that deſign. The ſervice which you have received from me, is very ſlight</hi> replied Ariobarzanes; <hi>but ſuch as it is, you have an opportunity amply to requite it, not only in ſaving a life which I was upon the point to loſe, had you not arrived here; but the lives of other perſons too, who are in the ſame neceſſity of your aſſiſtance, and whoſe ſafety is of much greater importance than mine. O gods!</hi> cryed the unknown, <hi>is this poſſible that you tell me, and ſhall I be ſo happy as to be able to render you part of that which you have beſtowed upon me?</hi>
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                  <p>Upon theſe words, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> briefly acquainted him with the Shipwrack we had ſuffered, the condition we were in for want of proviſions, and a Veſſel to carry us off, and the expection of our certain death, if his Arrival had been deferred but a few dayes lon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger; he made him this Diſcourſe, without telling him either his own name or mine, being reſolved not to diſcover himſelf, before he knew my pleaſure; and the ſtranger, without asking him any thing at that time more than he deſired to tell him, expreſſing an extraor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinary joy in his look, <q>I praiſe the gods, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> for the good Fortune they ſend me beyond my hopes, and I proteſt before them, that I will make ſuch uſe of that no body ſhall ever poſſibly accuſe me of ingratitude: I will not only carry you, and the perſons which are with you out of this place; but if the abſolute Command which I offer you in thoſe places where I can claim it, cannot cauſe you to ſtay there, I will cauſe you to be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducted to any part of the World whether you would retire,</q> and in all reſpects I will ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pres the acknowledgment which is due to the miraculous preſerver of my life: having ſpoken theſe words, he would have gone along with <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> to look for thoſe perſons which he had ſignified to him to be ſo conſiderable, but <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſeeing that he was weak, and loſt blood, prayed him to retire into his Veſſel, to cauſe his wounds to be bound up, ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſing that it might be more commodiouſly done there, than in the little Iſland, where we were not provided of any thing neceſſary for that purpoſe, whil'ſt he went to ſeek us to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct us into his Veſſel. The unknown gave way to <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s will, and ſome of his men being gone to put the Skiff into the water, he paſſed into his Veſſel with his men, whil'ſt the joyful <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> came back to us to acquaint us with his good fortune, and ours.</p>
                  <p>You need not doubt, but that the fear which I had during the Combat, was ſucceeded by an exceſſive joy, when I perceived the ſucceſs of it; and that from the place where I was, I could obſerve that it ſuited with my deſires, though I was not without ſome trouble, for fear <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> might have received ſome hurt, I ſaw that the Commander of thoſe men whom he had aſſiſted, being followed by all his Company, came to him; and though I did not hear their Diſcourſe, yet I conceived, and partly knew by their action, that it expreſſed their thankfulneſs. I had two cauſes of joy at the ſame time almoſte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>qually great, the one to ſee <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> eſcaped from that great danger with ſo much glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, after he had performed ſuch actions as made me know him to be one of the moſt valiant men in the World; and the other, to ſee our ſelves probably upon the point of being freed from the danger of death which had ſo long threatned us, and from which we had ſo little hope to eſcape. I began for all that to wonder, when I ſaw all the men go away, and recon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct their Captain to the Veſſel, without taking us with them; and I apprehended that all was not well, when I ſaw <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> come to us. His Cloaths in ſome places were cove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red with the blood of his Enemies, and the heat of the Combat had overſpread his Cheeks with a colour which made him look more handſome than ordinary. I did not know what to expect from him, when by the chearfulneſs of his countenance I gueſſed he had no bad News to tell us, he expreſſed as much in coming to us, throwing himſelf at my knees with Tranſports full of violence; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he to me,</hi> you ſhall not dye, and 'tis not without reaſon, that I alwayes hoped for particular aſſiſtances from Heaven for you. I will not render you, <hi>continued he with tears of joy,</hi> the Office for which you deſigned
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me, and it ſhall not be in this Iſland, that you ſhall recieve from <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> the Duties of a Burial.</q> He uſed many more expreſſions of joy and tranſport; but in all the actions which were occaſioned by his joy, he made it alwayes ſufficiently appear, that his content<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments were much greater for my ſafety, than for his own; my ſatisfaction was not inferi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our to his, and believing that it was unneſſary to diſſemble it before him and <hi>Ericia.</hi> Ariobarzanes, ſaid I, <hi>I rejoyce, as I ought to do, to ſee eſcaped out of ſo great a danger with ſo much glory; and I am ſenſible, as you may very well judge me to be, of the happineſs we have in being reſcued from the death which we expected. I look upon both occaſions of joy with little difference, and you ought not to believe that I am leſs contented to ſee</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>Conqueror in ſo gallant a Combat, than to vnderſtand that we are upon the point of getting off from a place, where we believed we ſhould lay our Bones.</hi>
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                  <p>I was too favourable in my expreſſions without doubt, if you cenſure them with any Rigour; and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s joy was ſo augmented by them, that it would have broken out into exceſs, if he had not taken notice of the coming of thoſe few perſons that were ſtill left of my Retinue, who upon the report of that great Combat, which one of them had related to his Companions, came all about me to receive my Commands. I ordered them to go and fetch thoſe things of ours which were worth the carrying; and the gods know, away they ran with exceſſive contentment, and were no long time returning; theſe poor people being quite tranſported to ſee themſelves almoſt miraculouſly delivered from a death which they believed to be inevitable, did ſuch things as ſufficiently ſignified the diſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der which joy had occaſioned in their Souls; and this ſpectacle did ſo move me to tender<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, that I could not hinder my ſelf from ſhedding tears after their example.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time we enquired of Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> if he was not wounded; and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter he had retired aſide to ſearch himſelf, he told us he had a little hurt upon his left Arm, and the skin of his body a little razed in two or three places. I praiſed the gods for this good Fortune, and when our little Company was come together, we marched towards the ſhoar, where we found the Skiffe which waited for us to conduct us into the Veſſel. We paſſed into it, thanking Heaven for our Fortune; and though I looked upon the Rocky Iſland which we left behind us, as upon a place where a few moments before I thought to have found my Grave, and where I had loſt ſome perſons, whoſe remembrance did very ſenſibly afflict me; yet I confeſs I could not hate it, when I remembred that it had beſtow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> upon me; and the Prince, as he hath told me ſince, looked upon it with tenderneſs, when he remembred that within its little compaſs, a paſſion had received its birth, which cauſed all the care and engagement of his life.</p>
                  <p>As we entred into the Veſſel, <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who led me, underſtood that the Maſter of the Veſſel, and of the perſons that were in it, was in his Cabin, with the Principal of his Retinue, where he had already cauſed his wounds to be dreſſed, and waited with great im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patience to ſee the valiant Defender of his life again. We went immediately thither, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out ſtaying amongſt the reſt of the perſons; but as ſoon as the door was open, the firſt man that met us, had no ſooner caſt his eyes upon my face, but ſtepping backwards all amazed, <hi>O gods!</hi> cryed he, <hi>This is the Princeſs</hi> Olympia. At the name of <hi>Olympia,</hi> his Maſter, who lay upon his Bed, though much incommodated with his wounds, raiſing himſelf up, and turning his head toward me, repeating the name of <hi>Olympia,</hi> made me ſee that which I avoided with the hazard of my life, and that was the face of the King my Brother.</p>
                  <p>Imagine, my Princeſſes, the greatneſs of my aſtoniſhment, or rather fancy to your ſelves the greateſt that ever any Soul was ſurprized with, and you will conceive a part of mine. At the ſight of this face which was ſo terrible to me, I was ſuddenly blaſted, my Viſage grew pale, my Tongue was immoveable, I trembled all over, and wanted but little of lo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing all ſence and underſtanding. The moſt hideous thing that I ſaw upon the waters, when we were expoſed to their fury, and the moſt cruel thing that I imagined in the approaches of that death which I had lately eſcaped, was nothing ſo dreadful to me, as this Encounter; and I wiſhed divers time in that moment, rather to be expoſed again to the fury of the waves, and the mercileſs famine, than to have been in <hi>Adallas</hi>'s preſence; but I was not alone in my ſurprize, never was there a more general aſtoniſhment in any Company and if mine was eaſie to be obſerved in my countenance, <hi>Adallas</hi>'s was no leſs depencilled out in his, and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s was as great as either. <hi>Adallas</hi> looked upon me with a variety of paſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons which he could not expreſs; and he looked upon <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> with an emotion which was legible in his eyes, and the troubledneſs of his countenance. I looked upon <hi>Adallas,</hi> not only as my Perſecutor, whom I had fled from by Sea, at the mercy of ſo many dangers; but being ſenſible of ſome ſmall reproach, or at leaſt ſome accuſation, becauſe of <hi>Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes</hi>'s preſence, and the affection I bare him. I looked upon <hi>Adallas</hi> as my Judge, with ſo much fear, that I durſt hardly fix my eyes upon his face; and I had not ſo much con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidence,
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as to look upon <hi>Ariobarzanes;</hi> and <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who by what he ſaw, did alrea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy comprehend the Truth; looked upon <hi>Adallas,</hi> not as my Brother, but as my Lover, and as his Rival, and cruel Enemy; and out of the fear he had to diſpleaſe me, and the part he took in my confuſion, he durſt not raiſe his eyes up to my face. All theſe looks proceeding from ſo many different paſſions, were accompanied with an equal ſilence throughout the whole Cabin, and all the perſons which were there, diſcourſed with their eyes inſtead of their tongues, in an amazement whereof they all participated; and as they were all perſons in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſſed either in <hi>Adalla's</hi> thoughts or mine, they all waited with fear or uncertainty for the end of this ſilence, and the event of this interview.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had no opportunity to ſpeak firſt, I had not the confidence to do it, and 'twas <hi>Adallas</hi> at laſt that brake the ſilence which had been ſo long obſerved. Yet he con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinued a good while, conſidering which of all his paſſions ſhould put the firſt words into his mouth; and as to my misfortune, his love was the moſt prevalent, ſo that was the firſt that deſired to make it ſelf appear, and expreſs ſome marks of his joy for my recovery, rather than of his diſpleaſure for my flight, or of his growing jealouſie at the meeting of <hi>Ariobarzanes! O gods!</hi> cryed he, <hi>Do you then reſtore me back</hi> Olympia, <hi>whom I deſpaired of ſeeing any more; and in the Arms of death, which I beleived to be inevitable, do you cauſe me to find</hi> Olympia? He made a ſtop at theſe firſt words, to obſerve by my eyes how I had received them; but ſeeing me caſt them down without replying, with an action which ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficiently confirmed him in the knowledge he might have of my diſpleaſure. <hi>I ſee very well,</hi> Olympia, replied he, <hi>I ſee very well that you are ſtill</hi> Olympia, <hi>that is that cruel and pitileſs Princeſs, whim I have not been able to mollifie by all the effects of my paſſion; that implacable Enemy, that flies me throughout the World as a Monſter; that to avoid me, caſts her ſelf in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to the moſt dreadful dangers; and at preſent is more afflicted with meeting of me, than ſhe was without doubt with the fear of that death which ſhe had preſent before her Eyes, when Fortune conducted me to her aſſiſtance.</hi>
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                  <p>In the time he was ſpeaking theſe few words, having recovered ſome Courage, and looking upon him with more confidence than before. <hi>Yes Sir,</hi> ſaid I to him, <hi>I am as much afflicted at the meeting of you, as I ſhould be comforted, if I found you ſuch as you ſhould be towards a Siſter. The gods know, that if you had recovered your rational thoughts, or had never fallen into thoſe which cauſe ſo much horrour in me, I ſhould have been ſo far from throw<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing my ſelf into danger to avoid you as a Monſter, that I ſhould have expoſed my ſelf to all manner of ſufferings, rather than have ſeperated my ſelf from the preſence, &amp; the friendſhip of my Brother; but to avoid thoſe deteſtable perſecutions which have made me deſpiſe, and hate my life, all that hitherto, either tempeſt or famine could threaten, ſeems ſo light to me, that to eſcape a leſſer miſchief, I ſhould willingly throw my ſelf into far more manifeſt dangers. Thoſe very dangers,</hi> replied Adallas, <hi>by which you prove to me the greatneſs of your hatred, do equally de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clare to you the greatneſs of my love; and if to avoid me, you expoſed your ſelf to the fury of the inconſtant Seas, and to other miſeries, by which poſſibly the gods had a mind to puniſh your cruelty; to ſeek you, I have not only thrown my ſelf upon the ſame Sea, and into thoſe cruel Adventures wherein you ſaw me to day, and by which I am reduced to this condition where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in you ſee me now; but together with my perſon, I hazard a whole Kingdom, which I a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bandoned for love of you, and left to run after you, upon the point, it may be, of a greater Revolution. But</hi> Olympia, continued he, raiſing his voice, and delivering himſelf with a more terrible accent. <hi>I need not ſeek any longer for the laſt cauſes of your flight, your hatred was not the only ground of it, and love without doubt had a ſhare in it. I had good reaſon to doubt, that it was not ſufficient for you to hate</hi> Adallas, <hi>but that you muſt needs love ſomething elſe, to be inſpired with ſo much Courage; and at laſt I perceived the truth of my doubts, by the meeting with this too handſome, and too valiant unknown, whom you have ſought after, or rather, whom you have followed in your flight.</hi>
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                  <p>He made me a ſhort ſtop at theſe words, and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and I, opened our mouths both at the ſame time to make a Reply, but he prevented us by the continuation of his diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, and looking full upon <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> with an action full of fury and of grief; <hi>Ah!</hi> ſaid he with a loud Exclamation, <hi>Whoſoever thou art, Thou valiant Defender, and cruel Tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentor of my dayes. Ah! How dearly doſt thou ſell me the life which I hold of thee? And to how much greater an extremity haſt thou reduced me, than that was wherein thou ſaweſt me ſtand in need of thy ſuccour, in taking from me, by the obligation which I have to thee for this unfortunate life, the means of depriving thee, without ingratitude and baſeneſs, of thine which I cannot leave thee, but with the loſs of all the repoſe, and all the felicity of mine own?</hi> He ſpake theſe words with ſuch an action as made me tremble; <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> changed colour too, but it was out of reſentment, being not accuſtomed to endure threatnings patiently; and I ſaw very well by his countenance, that the fear of diſpleaſing me, or of rendring my
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condition worſe than it was by his Diſcourſe, was the onely cauſe of his greateſt trouble; I took too great a ſhare in it to neglect the occaſion of eaſing him of it to the utmoſt of my power, and ſuddenly preventing the Anſwer which he intended, <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid I to the King, <hi>you may give what credit you pleaſe to my Diſcourſe, and I will not ſeek to juſtifie an action ſo innocent, that I may rather expect to be commended, than to be blamed for it; but I deſire of the gods, which in part of my miſeries I have not invoked in vain, that they would leave me deſtitute of all ſuccour in my laſt diſgraces, if ever I beheld this ſtranger, if ever I thought of him, or ever heard ſpeak of him, before I found him in the Iſland, where it pleaſed the gods he ſhould be for the defence of your life, whether by a ſhipwrack like to ours, he was carried half dead upon the ſhoar the ſame day that our Veſſel was caſt away; you know well enough what means we have had to ſeperate our ſelves ſince, and you accuſe him very unjuſtly for having any hand in my flight; ſeeing what reproach ſoever you caſt upon me, you cannot poſſibly be igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rant that I have vertue enough to have done that upon the ſingle conſideration of my Duty, which you impute to the aſſiſtance of another paſſion which I was never ſenſible of. If you were not ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible of it then,</hi> replied the King, <hi>you may have been touched with it ſince, and ſo without doubt you are; I knew it by your countenance, and by your Diſcourſe; I knew it by the expreſſions of the unknown, when he prayed me to free you from the danger wherein you where; I know it by all your actions, which know not how to deceive ſuch eyes as are ſo intereſſed as mine; and I know it more than by all other marks by the qualities of this unknown, which are too great and too ami<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able for my repoſe; and without doubt, have been ſo to for the converſation of yours. Sir,</hi> ſaid <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> at laſt to him with a very confident action, and a compoſed countenance, <hi>I am neither Maſter of thoſe great qualities whereupon you ſeem to ground your ſuſpition, neither would the Princeſs your Siſter, if ſhe had diſcovered any ſuch in me, have poſſibly looked upon them in an unknown perſon, and of an inferior Birth to hers. This is, in my thoughts, as much as I can ſay as to her ſentiments; but as for mine Sir, I leave you freely to judge of them; nor will I go about to diſguize or juſtifie them, out of the fear of death, which I have ſeen this very day in divers forms, without expreſſing much fearfulneſs, and with which I was never threatned by any one before. Thou wouldeſt juſtifie thy ſelf,</hi> replied <hi>Adallas, and thou wouldſt diſguize thy ſelf in vain from me, either out of fear of death, or upon any other conſideration; thy qualities are but too remarkable, and I ſee nothing in thy perſon, but what makes me judge thee to be of no mean extraction; and the higher it is, the more fatal ſhall my knowledge of it be to thee; and thou wilt never be ſo odious, nor ſo cruel an Enemy to me, as when I ſhall ſee thee in a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition publickly to aſpire to the poſſeſſion of</hi> Olympia. <hi>Let me therefore know no more of it, and take notice that Fortune hath given me this day a greater occaſion than ever ſhe could offer me, to exerciſe all my vertue. I will do all that poſſibly I can to avoid the reproach which may be caſt upon me, of ingratitude and baſeneſs towards thee; and yet I will do my endeavor too, to hinder thee from triumphing over my misfortune, and the acknowledgment I owe for the bene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fit I have received of thee; and I will make ſuch uſe of it if I can, that thou may'ſt have no cauſe to complain, nor yet to deride me.</hi>
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                  <p>As he ended theſe words by misfortune, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> caſt his eyes upon my face, and mine at the ſame moment being turned towards his, <hi>Adallas</hi> ſurprized us in that mutual aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect, which poſſibly had ſomething more of tenderneſs and paſſion in it, than ordinary looks. The ſight made him fall into a fury which he could not diſemble, and raiſing his voyce more than before, <hi>Ah! this is too much,</hi> cryed he, <hi>this is too much to be declared to a ſpirit which was but too well informed of this truth before; your looks do ſufficiently interpret your thoughts, and thou want'ſt but a little, thou too too audacious ſtranger, of forcing me be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>yond the limits which I would preſcribe to my juſt reſentments; in the name of the gods do not provoke any farther, a Soul tormented with the moſt cruel paſſions, and leave me ſome hours at liberty to deliberate of thy deſtiny and mine. My deſtiny,</hi> ſaid <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> (who began to be moved, and would not have endured ſo much, if he had not been afraid to diſpleaſe me) <hi>would not be at thy diſpoſing, if I had not prolonged thine by my Valour. I know it too well,</hi> inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupted <hi>Adallas, I know it too well; and if the memory of it were not freſh, thou ſhould'ſt not ſee me waver, as I do, in a cruel uncertainty.</hi>
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                     <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> went out of the Cabin without making any Reply, but not without ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſing to me, by a ſtollen look, the divers agitations of his Soul, and the violence he uſed to himſelf upon my conſideration. I ſaw him go out with an emotion, which it was im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſible for me abſolutely to diſſemble; <hi>Adallas</hi> being interreſſed, preſently perceived it, and reproached me with it upon the place. I took little care to juſtifie my ſelf before a man to whom I thought my ſelf to owe no Duty; and if I did take any, 'twas more for <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riobarzanes</hi>'s ſecurity, than out of any reſpect to my ſelf. When he was gone forth, the King conſtraining me to ſit down by his Beds-ſide, ſet his paſſion defore my eyes, in the moſt moving rerms that it could furniſh him withal, and repreſenting to me the pains and the
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hazards to which he had expoſed himſelf in following me, as proofs of affection, for which he judged I was very reduceable to him; but the more he ſpake of it, the more repugnance I had to hear him; and at laſt my patience being tired, I ſo much encouraged my ſelf, that contemning all the power he could have over me, and looking upon him with a diſdain, not conformable to the thoughts we ordinarily have for a Brother and a King. Adallas, ſaid I to him, <hi>Do not think thou haſt found any favourable change in thy condition by this encoun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, and think that</hi> Olympia <hi>is not ſo fallen into thy hands, but that ſhe can get out of them when ſhe pleaſes; the wayes are alwayes open to perſons, who like her, know how to condemn death, and thou may'ſt be well aſſured, that to flie thy Arms, ſhe will make no difficulty to caſt her ſelf into the embraces of death. Do not think therefore to triumph over my former Reſolutions, by the power which Fortune ſeems to have given thee over me; and believe with an abſolute certainty, that at that moment when thou ſhalt go about to abuſe it, I will either throw my ſelf into the Sea in thy preſence, or ſheath a weapon in my Breaſt; or if theſe means of avoiding thy Tyranny, be taken from me by force, I will infallibly obtain that by faſting, which may be denied me by a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny other aſſiſtance.</hi>
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                  <p>I ſpake theſe words with ſuch a reſolute action, that <hi>Adallas</hi> did not doubt, but that I had Courage enough to execute what I expreſſed; and having a freſh example of what I had lately done, he certainly believed, that a perſon who had braved death with ſo much aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſurance, and by the memory of the dangers which ſhe had lately eſcaped; was not ſtag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gered at all in her deſigns, was capable of undertaking any thing, and of throwing her ſelf ſelf into greater extremities than the former, when ſhe ſhould ſee her ſelf conſtrained to it. The reflection he made upon it, kept him a long time from ſpeaking, lifting every mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment his eyes to Heaven, and uſing ſuch geſtures as did ſufficiently expreſs the trouble and the inquietude of his ſpirit. At laſt breaking ſilence, and looking upon me with an action full of the marks of his paſſion. Olympia, ſaid he to me, <hi>the gods are my witneſſes, that if it were in my power to ceaſe from loving you, I would cure my ſelf of this paſſion which is ſo diſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>greeable to you for our common repoſe, and that hence forward I have ſo little hope to conquer your inclinations, that I would no longer endeavour to conteſt with them; but ſeeing that in the violence whereunto my love is arrived, this hope is forbidden me, I cannot</hi> Olympia, <hi>I cannot promiſe you that I will ceaſe to love you. Neither will I promiſe you, that I will give you no more teſtimonies of my love by my diſcourſe and actions; it will be difficult for me to live near you, without making that appear to you which takes up my whole life. I will love you to my Grave, and to my Grave I will teſtifie to you, that I cannot ceaſe to love; but I will promiſe you, and do now promiſe you before all the gods, That I will never employ any thing whil'ſt I live, but love, perſeverance, and all the devoiers of a true lover to perſwade you, without hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing recourſe to the Authority which my Birth gives me, and I was heretofore reſolved to make uſe of. Yes,</hi> Olympia, <hi>you may be very certain, that you ſhall never be forced to give me thoſe teſtimonies of your affection which I might deſire, if you be not induced to do it by my love and ſervices, and with the aſſurance you may return without fear into a Kingdom, where you ſhall reign as in my heart; but withall believe aſſuredly, that I will never conſent whil'ſt I breath to anothers happineſs, but will rather undo all, and bury my ſelf in the ruines of our Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mily, than permit that any body elſe ſhould obtain that of you, which you ſo cruelly deny me. In fine,</hi> Olympia, <hi>I will never enjoy you by force, nor will I ever ſuffer any other to poſſeſs you, as long as I ſhall have any life left to hinder; and if it be poſſible for me, I will be the death of all thoſe who ſhall have the intention to do it.</hi>
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                  <p>Theſe words made me tremble upon <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s Account, to whom this menace was particularly addreſſed; but finding ſome conſolation in the promiſe which <hi>Adallas</hi> made me, never to force me to marry him, I thought it beſt to make uſe of this good motion, in expection that Heaven might ſend more abſolute aſſiſtance; and that by time, and the Accidents which might happen in my life, there might arrive a greater change in my For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune. <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid I to him upon this thought, <hi>you would undoubtedly obtain a very glorious Victory, if you could baniſh out of your Soul this paſſion which is ſo fatal to your repoſe, and ſo injurious to your Reputation, and you ſecure me but from one half of my pains in reſerving to your ſelf the liberty of loving me, and of continuing to give me teſtimonies of that fury which you call love. Yet I will endure them more patiently. than the violence which I feared at your hands; and if you obſerve the promiſe you have made me, never to uſe your Authority to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrain me, I will be contented to wait till the gods ſhall change your inclinations, without uſing any extremity againſt my life.</hi>
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                  <p>The King being well pleaſed to ſee me a little recompoſed, confirmed his promiſe to me, and conceived ſome ſmall hope, that time might work ſome favourable revolution in my Fortune.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time the Chyrurgions prayed the King to give ſome intermiſſion to this
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long and vehement Conſervation, if he would not have his wounds grow worſe; and 'twas with a great deal of conſtraint that he reſolved to keep ſilence, and to let me go from him for ſome few hours. I had the liberty to walk in the Veſſel, and ſo had <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> too, the King having taken no care to retain him any other way, knowing very well that he had no means to get out of his power, but by throwing himſelf amongſt the waves, but though I ſaw him, and had a thouſand things to ſay to him, yet I durſt not ſpeak to him, ſeeing my ſelf obſerved by all the Kings Retinue, who were as ſo many Spies, and could not have in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed him that I entred into a particular Converſation with <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> without re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doubling his Jealouſie, which might have broken out into Tragical effects; yet my looks, which I did not retain with ſo much Circumſpection as in the Kings preſence, did partly de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clare my thoughts to him; and fearing leſt they ſhould fail in the diſcovery of my mind, one time, when I ſaw his eyes fixed upon me, I took my Bodkin out of my Head, and ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king as if I played with it, and made ſome letters upon one of the boards of the Veſſel; after I had muſed my ſelf in that manner for a while, at laſt I wrote my intention there in a few words, making him a ſmall ſign with a private wink, that when I was gone from thence, he ſhould come and read what I had written. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> eaſily apprehended my deſign, and coming into the place a little after I was gone, he did not fail to look what I had written; and though the letters were ill made upon the wood, yet he made a ſhift, with ſome trouble to read theſe few words, <q>Bridle your great Courage, if you love me, endure any thing at the Kings hands, ſo long as his reſentments go no farther then words, and endeavour to gain his heart by ſubmiſſion and ſervices.</q> 
                     <hi>Ariobarzanes read theſe words, which immediately after he ſcratched out with a Bodkin, only ſubſcribing,</hi> I will obey.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time we were all intended upon by the Kings Officers, and though they knew the reſentment he had againſt <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> they could not chooſe but love him for his rare qualities, remembring the wonders he had done in their defence, to which they were ſenſible that they were beholding for their lives. That little of the day which remained, and the Night following paſt away, before we ſaw the King again, there being another Cabin in the Veſſel, whereinto I was put with my Maids; and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being accom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>modated amongſt the men, who all looked upon him with Veneration.</p>
                  <p>The next day the Chyrurgions ſeeing that the Kings wounds grew worſe, and knowing that the Sea, and the agitation of the Veſſel were naught for him, they told him that he muſt of neceſſity land at the neareſt Port, and continue there till his wounds were in a bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter condition, if he would not put his life in great danger. <hi>Adallas</hi> received this News with impatience, and yet he was neſſitated to reſolve upon it; and being not far diſtant from the Coaſts of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and the Iſland of <hi>Cyprus,</hi> he commanded the Veſſel to put in to land with all ſpeed; not in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> for he knew that there it was where I would have choſen my retreat; and he was afraid to ſee the King our Uncle, who probably would not have approved of the wicked intentions he had for me; but in the Iſle of <hi>Cyprus,</hi> where in the next Town he might attend the cure of his wounds. Yet he ordered his men, to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal his Name, and not to diſcover him to any body, during all the time he ſhould be for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced to continue there. This order being given, and the Veſſel being turned that way, the King made me be called, and after his firſt Diſcourſes, which were ſtill of the ordinary ſtile, and that he had told me that he had reſolved what to do with <hi>Ariamenes</hi> (whom he knew by that Name) he commanded him to be brought into his Chamber. The Prince came in, and opproached his Bed with a countenance which were no marks of fear, and which cauſed admiration and love in all thoſe that ſaw him. The King looked upon him a while without ſpeaking, and then beginning to diſcourſe with a more compoſed action than the day before. Ariamenes, ſaid he, <hi>The gods are my Witneſſes, that I look upon the benefit which I have received from thee in ſuch a manner, that if it were not counterpozed by the outrage thou haſt done me, I have neither Eſtate nor Dignities, no not ſo much as a Crown, but what I would make thee partaker of as my Deliverer, and the Preſerver of my life. And the ſame gods know likewiſe, that the offence which I have received from thee, doth ſo ſenſibly move me, That if it were not equalized by the greatneſs of the Service which thou haſt rendred me, there is no conſideration or humane power which could hinder me from taking away thy life. I have therefore been obliged to ſeek out a middle way between the offence and the be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nefit, to moderate the reſentments which are due to both; and ſeeing I am not permitted to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtroy my moſt cruel Enemy, becauſe he is the Defender of my life, I do not owe that acknowledg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment to the Defender of my life, which I intended him, becauſe he is my greateſt and moſt cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>el Enemy. Know then that I acquit my ſelf of the obligation which I have for the Service which thou haſt rendred me, in leaving the thy life and liberty, offering thee according to my promiſe, the conveniences of conveying thy ſelf into any part of the World whither thou wouldeſt</hi>
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                     <hi>retire, except my Dominions; and I ſatisfie my revenge and my repoſe as much as I can, by with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holding the Recompences which I deſigned for thee in my Court, by forbidding the ever to ſet foot in any part of the World, where thou may'ſt ſee</hi> Olympia<hi>'s face again; and proteſting to thee by all the powers of Heaven, that all the powers upon Earth ſhall not ſave thy life, if af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter this prohibition thou falleſt again into my power in my own Dominions; prepare thy ſelf therefore to be gone as ſoon as we come a ſhoar, and demand any thing that may be neceſſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry for thy Equipage or Conduct; but remember that our ſeparation muſt be eternal, and that thou can'ſt not ever dream of ſeeing</hi> Olympia <hi>again, without expoſing thy ſelf to an inevitable death.</hi>
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                  <p>
                     <hi>Adallas</hi> ſpake in this manner, and I trembled all the while that his Diſcourſe laſted; but <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> hearkned to him without changing his countenance, or ſhewing any ſign of paſſion, though he laid a great deal of violence upon himſelf to obey the command which I impoſed upon him, to endure the Kings threatnings with patience; and when he had done ſpeaking, the Prince looking upon him in a reſolute manner, <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I never did you any injury, nor have I rendred you any Service, but what you have already requited; and as my death ought not to ſatisfie for thoſe outrages wherewith you reproach me, ſee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing it is certain that you never received any from me; ſo you owe me no Recompence, for having expoſed my life for the defence of yours, ſeeing you ſaved my life afterwards, by freeing me from a place, where in all probability I ſhould quickly have ſeen an end of it. By this only benefit, I acknowledge my ſelf paid for the Service I have rendered you, and I acquit you of it, deſiring nothing elſe of your liberality, but the liberty you have offered me to retire into any Dominions but yours, and to a place whither it ſhall pleaſe the gods to conduct my Deſtiny.</q> He would not ſpeak any more, for fear of letting fall ſome word that might diſpleaſe me, or diſcover our intelligence; neither would he receive any thing that the King offered him for his Conduct, and to put him into Equipage; and I was not troubled at it, remembring that I had ſeen him have a Picture Caſe, which he had formerly received from the King his Father, with the Pourtraicture of that Prince, enriched with Diamonds of a great value, which would yield him above Thirty Talents at the firſt Town he came to, though he ſold them for half their worth. The King, by the refuſal he made of his aſſiſtance, confirmed himſelf in the belief he had, That he was of no mean extraction, and that thought rendred him the more ſuſpitious and redoubtable to him, and yet he confeſſed in his preſence, that it was his misfortune to obſerve in a man, whom he nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther could, nor ought to love, all the qualities that might attract both love and admiration.</p>
                  <p>I will not tell you how <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> reſented our ſeparation, for we had not the liberty to ſpeak together; but for my part, my fair Princeſſes, I confeſs I was ſo ſenſible of it, that I had no room for comfort in my Soul; and it was no ſmall redoubling of my greif, to ſee my ſelf in a condition, and in a place where I could no way diſcover it, and where I was obliged to a cruel and rigorous conſtraint. I ventured for all that once more to write ſome words to <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> by that means which I formerly made uſe of; and having ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken my time, as before, though with a little more trouble and fear. I was ſo continually afraid to expoſe him to ſome danger, I gave him opportunity to read theſe few words en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>graved upon the ſame Plank, and with the ſame Bodkin which had rendred us the former Office. <hi>Wait, as I do, upon the leaſure of Heaven for ſome change in our Fortune, endeavour it if you can without expoſing your ſelf; but be ſure you do not make your ſelf known, and if you cannot ſee me without putting your life in danger, in the Name of the Gods never ſee me more.</hi> I could not write theſe laſt words without ſhedding ſome tears, and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> could not read them, without having need of all his conſtancy to diſſemble his grief, He preſently blotted out that which I had writ, and added theſe few words below, <hi>I will love you to my Grave, I will ſee you again whatſoever befalls; and I ſhall expoſe nothing that is mine, when in ſeeing you, I ſhall only hazard that life which I have devoted to you.</hi> It being ſomewhat difficult to grave upon the Wood, we could not write longer Letters; and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter I had blotted out this laſt, I would not venture any more, for fear that at laſt we might have been ſurprized.</p>
                  <p>Nevertheleſs I found opportunity to let <hi>Ericia</hi> ſpeak with him, and ſhe being much leſs obſerved than I, it being no ſtrange matter, that upon the acquaintance which they had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tracted in the time which they had been together, they ſhould have ſome Diſcourſe, ſhe took her time to aſſure him from me, of the firmneſs of my affection, and to proteſt to him, That though I was not reſolved ever to beſtow my ſelf upon him upon my own ſingle motion, in aſſuming a liberty which would be condemned by perſons of my Birth; yet for all that, I would do all that poſſibly I could, never to be any ones elſe but his; and I would govern my ſelf ſo in that deſign, that he ſhould never have any cauſe to accuſe me: She told him, That as for his part, he might take any courſe that his affection and prudence
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ſhould direct him to, and provided, he did not hazard his life too raſhly. I had ſo good an opinion of him, as to commit to his conduct whatſoever might concern me; but above all, he ſhould keep himſelf from being known to be a Kings Son, and be aſſured, that the equality of our conditions rendring him more ſuſpicious and redoubtable to <hi>Adallas,</hi> would be infallibly fatal to him, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> received theſe Teſtimonies of my affection with great expreſſions of content and comfort, and after that he had loaded <hi>Ericia</hi> with a thouſand proteſtations of eternal fidelity. <q>Aſſure my Princeſs, <hi>added he,</hi> That no diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culty, no fear of death ſhall be able to deprive her of one moment of my life that I will live to ſerve her; that I will ſee her again, and find out wayes for her to make me happy, if her goodneſs continues favourable to me: Let her never fear my Conduct, as young and as paſſionate as I am, I will manage her intereſts in that manner, that ſhe ſhall never receive any diſpleaſure upon that account. In the mean time, my good and generous <hi>Ericia,</hi> keep her ſtill, if you can poſſibly, in theſe inclinations of pity which ſhe hath for me, and repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent to her, if you pleaſe, that ſhe cannot forget her faithful <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> without com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitting a cruelty which the gods will never pardon: he made her divers other very paſſion<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate Diſcourſes, till he thought the length of their Converſation might make it be ſuſpect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed. <hi>Ericia</hi> tenderly affected me with the Report ſhe made me of it, and it was eaſie for <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dallas</hi> to perſwade himſelf more and more, by the ſadneſs which he obſerved in my coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance, that the departure of <hi>Ariamenes</hi> did not leave me without diſpleaſure.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the mean time we drew near to the Iſle of <hi>Cyprus,</hi> and the City of <hi>Carpaſia,</hi> which was the neareſt Port. The King made us go aſhoar, and cauſed himſelf to be carried out of the Veſſel, to one of the Houſes in the City, but he was minded to ſee <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> gone firſt, and when the Prince took his leave of him, <q>Farewell <hi>Ariamenes, ſaid he,</hi> Accuſe my misfortune, and not my ingratitude, that I cannot be thy Friend; and be ſure to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>member, that we muſt never meet again; and that <hi>Thrace</hi> is a Country fatal to thy life, whither thou muſt never come, but with a reſolution to loſe it.</q> 
                     <q>I know it, Sir, <hi>ſaid Ariamenes,</hi> and I ſhall remember it without doubt; but if we ever do ſee another a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain, it may poſſibly be in ſuch a manner, that the ſecond view may be as welcome to thee as the firſt.</q> 
                     <hi>Adallas</hi> poſſibly did not underſtand theſe laſt words, at leaſt he made him no Reply, neither did <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> give him time to do it; but having taken his leave of me with a profound Reverence, which <hi>Adallas</hi>'s preſence could not hinder him from ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſing to me, he turned his back, and all alone, and on foot, he took a different way from that which we went. I confeſs that I was as ſenſible of this ſeparation, as if I had loſt one half of my ſelf; but I was forced to diſſemble my grief by a cruel conſtraint, and I could not ſo eaſily do it, but that <hi>Adallas</hi> found occaſion in the changing of my countenance, to make me divers reproaches. We went to the City, where without diſcovering our ſelves, we were well lodged, and there the Kings Chyrurgions took care of his recovery.</p>
                  <p>You will wonder, my Princeſſes, That having made you a long Relation of the great Combat, wherein the King my Brother received his wounds, I have not told you the cauſe of it, nor who the perſons were againſt whom he fought; but indeed the King himſelf was ignorant of it, and ſo were all thoſe that were with him; and the Kings wounds having hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred him in the time of the Victory from thinking to take ſome Priſoners, who might have acquainted him with the Truth, when he had an intention to do it afterwards, it was too late, and he could find no body that could give him any information. At the begin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning of the Combat, he thought they had been Pirats who had ſet upon him; but he per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived afterwards, that his Enemies aimed more at his life, than at booty, and they were too cruelly violent in the purſuit of him, to be carried on by no other intereſt, but the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire of Pillage, as ordinary Pirats are. At that time they could make no further diſcovery, but time and things which hapned afterwards, acquainted them with the Truth, as you ſhall likewiſe underſtand by the Sequel of my Diſcourſe.</p>
                  <p>The King knowing very well, that there were in his Kingdom ſome perſons ill-affected to his Service, and that at his departure, he had left things diſpoſed to ſome Inſurrection, fea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring leſt his long abſence, and the uncertainty of his life, might cauſe a great prejudice to his Affairs, ſent ſome of his Followers in his Veſſel, to go and aſſure his people, That he had a deſign to return very ſpeedily to them, and to retain them within the limits of their Du<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, as much as poſſibly they could. In the mean time, the Chyrurgions employed them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves with a great deal of care in the curing of his wounds; they were not dangerous, but the Sea, and the violent paſſions wherewith the Kings mind had been diſturbed, had exaſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rated them, and rendred the cure of them more difficult. In this place every one was ig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>norant of the Name and Quality of the King, and the Countrey being very quiet, his E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quipage did not make him ſuſpected, and his Servants were ready with an Anſwer, telling thoſe who asked them, That he was a Lord of Quality born upon the Frontiers of <hi>Thrace,</hi>
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and had been wounded by Pirats, who were frequently met withal upon thoſe Seas.</p>
                  <p>In the interim I was guarded like a Priſoner, though in all other reſpects I was treated &amp; ſerved like a Queen; and the King, who remembred what I had undertaken a little before, and fearing to loſe me by a ſecond flight; or being afraid leſt <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who might be concealed in that Iſland, ſhould uſe ſome endeavor to ſee me, and poſſibly to get me out of his hands, cauſed me to be ſo ſtrictly watched, that I had ſcarce liberty to go into my Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber which joined cloſe to his; and during all the time that his Chyrurgions permitted him to ſee any body, I was forced to be continually by his Beds-ſide, and conſequently always expoſed to his cruel perſecution. Yet when he ſaw my ſpirit exaſperated with a little more than ordinary violence, he gave me a little intermiſſion, and proteſted to me, that he would inviolably obſerve the promiſe he had made me, not to force my inclinations; but that was not capable of giving me any repoſe, but was perpetually diſturbed by his purſuits, which I could not endure without horrour: And if I may dare to confeſs it, my fair Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes, that was not able to comfort me for <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> abſence. His Image, ſince I muſt conceal nothing from you, continued in ſuch a manner engraved in my memory, and the remembrance of his Excellent qualities, and the teſtimonies which he had given me of his love, were ſo preſent, and ſo dear to my memory, that nothing could intermingle with them though but for a few moments, without cauſing me a diſpleaſure. The Converſation which I had with my faithful <hi>Ericia,</hi> was all my comfort; and thoſe hours when I had the liberty to converſe with her without Witneſſes, I uſed all the expreſſions that a real affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on could put into the mouth of a perſon that is very ſenſible of it; and received from her mouth, all that in that condition could afford any conſolation to my ſorrows. Alas! How many times hath ſhe dryed up the tears which the conſideration of my misfortunes made me ſhed, promiſing me ſome change in my condition, by the ſight, and by the cares of <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riobarzanes?</hi> And how often, againſt her own thoughts, hath ſhe flatter'd a grief, which ſhe judged to be capable of bringing me to my Grave? The Name of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was Muſick in my ears, but I could not ſo much as fancy a real hope of ſeeing him again; and I found ſo little probability of it, and ſo little ſafety for him, that I could not comprehend how it might be done, and indeed I did not know whether I might deſire it or not. <q>
                        <hi>Ericia</hi> ſaid I ſometimes to that Maid, My misfortunes are real, and my happineſs is nothing but illuſion. I know that I am really tormented by the cruel perſecution of <hi>Adallas;</hi> that I did really expoſe my ſelf to the mercy of a tempeſtuous Sea; that I ſuffered ſhip wrack in an Iſland where I had almoſt periſhed by famine, with thoſe perſons who were dear to me; and I know very well, that by the countenance of my ill Fortune, I am really fallen into <hi>Adallas</hi>'s power; but as for all that concerns <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> it ſeems no more to me, than a Dream or a Viſion: But alas! ſuch a Viſion as hath imprinted deeper Characters in my heart, than the moſt real things. In the very Arms of death, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> appeared to me like a flaſh of lightning, he inflamed me the firſt moment, and in a ſhort time after diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>appeared from my eyes with the ſame ſuddenneſs. Whatſoever Beauty, Valour, Wit, and all the moſt excellent qualities could contribute to accompliſhment, was preſented to me in the perſon of a man unknown; and at a time when I expected nothing elſe but death, this admirable Maſter-piece of perfection immediately opened himſelf a paſſage to my heart, and it ſeems my deſtiny ſhewed him to me by ſo extraordinary a way, only to ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>due a Soul till then in vincible to that paſſion; and when it had wrought its effect, when the miſerable <hi>Olympia</hi> was upon ſuch terms, whereunto ſhe never thought to ſee her ſelf reduced, the ſame deſtiny ſnatched away <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> deprived me of that which made me in love with life, and deprived me of it ſo, that I ſhall ſee him again no more. No <hi>E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ricia,</hi> I ſhall never ſee him more; and the gods who have ſent him to me by a prodigious Adventure, do not work Miracles every day in our favour. I will not ſuſpect the ſpirit of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> of inconſtancy, or infidelity, and I believe what you tell me, That he will be alwayes faithful to me; but what Advantage will that be to my happineſs? And how can he ſerve me, without expoſing himſelf to that death wherewith <hi>Adallas</hi> hath ſo cruelly threatned him? Beſides, Is it reaſonable that I ſhould deſire the return of that poor Prince? And if I love him really, ought I to deſire that, to come and ſee me, he ſhould throw himſelf into ſuch a manifeſt danger? Ah! No <hi>Ericia,</hi> let us never hope it, let us never deſire it, and let us ſeek our utmoſt conſolations in our tears.</q> As I ended theſe words, I ſhed a great quantity of tears, and all that the poor <hi>Ericia</hi> could alledge to me, did but very little diminiſh my grief. 'Tis true, that having accuſtomed my ſelf from my infancy to an abſolute reſignation to the will of the gods, I endeavored to practice it in this Adventure, and in that indeed it was that I found ſome eaſe, alwayes hoping that the Divine goodneſs would favour innocent deſigns, or at leaſt would give me conſtancy enough to ſupport whatſoever it had reſolved as to my deſtiny.</p>
                  <p>
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Lingring out my dayes in this manner, two whole Months were ſlip't away before the Kings wounds were cured, and he was not yet in a condition to go to Sea again, when the two men whom he had ſent into his Kingdom, returned back in the ſame Veſſel which he had furniſhed them with, and brought him the ſaddeſt, and the moſt unpleaſing News that he could receive, which was, in a word, of a general commotion, and almoſt the total loſs of all his Dominions. This hapned in ſuch a manner as I am going to relate to you in a few words. The King <hi>Adallas</hi> our Father, was not ſetled in the poſſeſſion of <hi>Thrace,</hi> till af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter he had had great War with a Neighbouring Prince, Sovereign of <hi>Taurica Cherſoneſus,</hi> and pretending to the Kingdom of <hi>Thrace,</hi> by a great many Reaſons that he alledged, ſay<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, That he was deſcended from the lawful Kings of that Kingdom; and quarrelling upon theſe pretenſions, with the King my Father as an Uſurper; divers perſons affirmed that his pretenſions were juſt enough, and grounded their Diſcourſe upon very probable Argu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments; but howſoever it was, there was a great deal of blood ſhed in this quarrel, and though the King my Father was more ſtrong in men, and had larger Dominions than his E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemy, the events of the War were a long while doubtful; and poſſibly it would not have been ended a long time, if <hi>Anthony</hi> had not interpoſed his Authority to bring them to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>greement a little before that War, wherein he decided the Empire of the Univerſe with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and in which the King my Father kept him faithful Company, and ſerved him with his Perſon, and his Forces. Theſe two Princes, either willingly, or out of fear, remit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted their intereſts into <hi>Anthonies</hi> hands, who being favourable to our Family, diſmiſſed the King of <hi>Cherſoneſus</hi> from the pretenſions he had to the Crown of <hi>Thrace;</hi> yet leaving him a ſmall part of that Kingdom joining to <hi>Cherſoneſus,</hi> which his Father, and all his Predeceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſors had alwayes poſſeſſed, by means of a Tribute which they annually paid to the King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> which he obliged him to pay as before. After this Accord, my Father continued peaceable in his Dominions; and the King of <hi>Taurica,</hi> though he thought himſelf ill-u<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed, lived at peace with his Neighbour, whom he knew to be more ſtrong than he; but he dyed almoſt at the ſame time that the King my Father did, and left his Dominions to a Son which he had almoſt of the ſame Age with the King my Brother, a fierce and haughty man, but of exceeding Valour, and born with all the neceſſary qualities for a great Warrior. He had already acquired great Reputation in the War which the Queen of <hi>Dacia</hi> made in <hi>Scythia:</hi> And though he had ſome diſadvantage againſt the Valiant <hi>Alcamenes</hi> Prince of the <hi>Scythians,</hi> and had been conſtrained to renounce the pretenſions he had to the Princeſs of <hi>Dacia,</hi> 'twas certain for all that, that he had rendred his Name famous by a hundred gallant Actions. This Prince named <hi>Merodates,</hi> being not contented with what was al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lotted him, but complaining of the injuſtice which was done him by the judgment of <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony,</hi> after the death of my Father, was oftentimes upon the point of taking up Arms to begin the War afreſh upon the old pretenſions of his Family; but he ſaw himſelf unequal in Forces, and though he was raſh enough, yet being prudent withall, he diſſembled part of his deſigns in expectation of an occaſion to diſcover them, when he ſhould be in a conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on publickly to undertake the execution of them, endeavouring in the mean while to gain and keep ſome intelligences in <hi>Thrace,</hi> and ſowing the ſeeds of Diſcontentment and Rebel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lion in the minds of the <hi>Thracians,</hi> who are naturally inconſtant and unfaithful; and to whom beſides, I know not by what misfortune, my Brothers Government was not very a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>greeable.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Adallas</hi> having had ſome ſuſpition of <hi>Merodates</hi>'s practices, and ſeeing him otherwiſe very ſlow and backward to pay him the Tribute which he owed him for the Lands which he permitted him to poſſeſs in <hi>Thrace,</hi> after he had cauſed it to be ſharply demanded of him; and not receiving preſent ſatisfaction, he ſent his Troops into thoſe places which he held in <hi>Thrace;</hi> and they being ill furniſhed for defence againſt the Forces of a mighty King, <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dallas</hi> quickly made himſelf Maſter of them, and abſolutely diſpoſſeſſed <hi>Merodates,</hi> leav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing nothing in his power within the limits of <hi>Thrace.</hi> After this <hi>Adallas</hi> might believe that his Enemy would loſe no opportunity he could meet with to revenge himſelf; and knowing him to be haughty and full of Courage, he had a reaſon to fear him, or at leaſt not to leave him in a condition to expreſs his reſentments; and yet the gods, whom the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lawful paſſion of the King my Brother had provoked againſt him, permitted him to be ſo blinded, That he did not only neglect to put himſelf into a condition to keep his Enemy within his limits; but as deſtiny would have it, a little while after I flying from his Court and Kingdom, as I have related to you, his paſſion did ſo tranſport him, and did ſo cloſe his eyes againſt all other conſiderations, that without foreſeeing the evils which apparently threatned him, he committed the whole Government of his Dominions into the hands of his Favorite <hi>Eurimedes,</hi> and running whither his Folly carried him. He went to Sea with one ſingle Veſſel, and being attended only with a hundred men, taking no greater Equipage
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with him which might diſcover him in the deſign he had to ſearch all the Seas all <hi>incognito,</hi> till he had met with me. He had been two Months at Sea to no purpoſe, when he landed at the little Iſland where we had ſuffered Ship-wrack; and as I told you, we had ſtayed two Months in <hi>Cyprus,</hi> when theſe two men came back to us, and brought us News of the Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſters which in thoſe four Months were hapned in his Kingdom.</p>
                  <p>They informed us then, That a little after his departure, <hi>Merodates</hi> ſeeing ſo fair an oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion for his revenge, and for the recovery of his Countrey, came in with all the Forces he could raiſe; and the places being defended but with very ſmall Garriſons, part of them had their Throats cut by the Inhabitants, part of them were forced to yield, and the reſt being intimidated, marched out upon compoſition, leaving <hi>Merodates</hi> abſolute Maſter of that which he had loſt not long before. And ſeeing himſelf poſſeſſor of that which law<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully belonged to him; he did not bound his Ambition there, but after he had ſtrengthned his Troops with divers Levies which the Countries which were reconquered furniſhed him withal, and which he ſent for out of <hi>Cherſoneſus,,</hi> to make a ſtrong Attempt; with a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiderable Body of an Army he marched into <hi>Thrace,</hi> and being prudently Politick, he waſted all with Fire and Sword that made any reſiſtance; and uſed all thoſe very gently who ſubmitted to him without farther trouble. The whole Kingdom ſeeing it ſelf depri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved of its King, and being disfurniſhed of Forces, and neceſſary preparations to withſtand a ſharp War, was very much ſtaggered; and thoſe whom <hi>Merodates</hi> had a long time pra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctiſed withall, did not fail to publiſh all abroad, That their King had abandoned them, and that they were fools and wretches to ſuffer themſelves to be killed, and to expoſe themſelves to all the miſeries of a cruel and a bloody War, to preſerve their Fidelity to a Prince who de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>livered them up to their Enemies, and had quitted the defence of his Kingdom, and his Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects, to go and fill the world with the report of the horrible love which he bare his Siſter: And to this <hi>Merodates</hi> added <hi>Manifeſtos.</hi> which he ſpread all about, by which he endeavo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red to make the King odious to a people which he had had ſo little care to protect, and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>horted them to put themſelves under the dominion of a Prince deſcended from their lawful Kings, a Prince, who inſtead of abandoning them, would defend them with his blood, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt all the powers upon earth. To this, he adjoined great promiſes to thoſe who ſhould come in to his Party, and great threatnings to thoſe who ſhould make any reſiſtance. And in brief, he had wrought in ſuch a manner, either by his perſwaſions, or by the terrour of his Arms, that a great many perſons of conſiderable quality, either intimidated, or corrupted, or diſcontented and ill-affected, joined with his Party, and divers Cities opened their Gates to him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Eurimedes,</hi> to whom the King had left the Government of the Kingdom, had uſed all poſſible Remedies with all Fidelity and diligence, and of all the Troops which he could raiſe; and in levying and conduct whereof, he had employed and encouraged thoſe perſons of quality which were well-affected to the Service of their King, having compoſed the Bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy of an Army of more than Twenty thouſand men; he marched againſt <hi>Merodates,</hi> and too unadviſedly gave him Battel. The deſpute was doubtful, cruel and bloody, but at laſt the victory fell to <hi>Merodates;</hi> and <hi>Eurimedes</hi> being vanquiſhed, hardly ſaved himſelf, with part of his Cavalry, all his Infantry being cut in peeces. After this Victory, the inſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent <hi>Merodates</hi> marched directly towards <hi>Bizantium,</hi> cauſing himſelf to be ſtiled King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> and receiving every day the Towns which ſubmitted to his obedience. There were ſome, which by the ſtrength of their ſcituation, or the Valour and Fidelity of the In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>habitants, cauſed ſome trouble to the Conqueror; but at laſt he made himſelf Maſter of them, and uſed thoſe ſo rigorouſly who had reſiſted to extremity, that it was much to be feared, that the reſt were diſcouraged, and would rather follow the example of the others, who by their facility in yielding to the Vanquiſher, had received all manner of good uſage. <hi>Eurimedes</hi> was near to <hi>Byzantium,</hi> where he raiſed new Forces, and a great many Loyal perſons came in to him; but it was beleived, that he would not be a long time in a conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on to hazard a ſecond Battel, neither was it judged ſafe for him to venture it, though he had Forces equal to thoſe of <hi>Merodates.</hi> In the mean time he fortified the City, and the Haven of <hi>Bizantium,</hi> and by his orders, and example, divers Governors put their Garriſons into a poſture of defence; but there was a general terror amongſt all, little Fidelity in the hearts of the meaner People; and in brief, a great deal of danger of the loſs of the whole Kingdom, if the gods, and the preſence of the King did not prevent it.</p>
                  <p>This was the News which was reported to <hi>Adallas,</hi> and which, maugre his paſſion, cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed a great deal of trouble and grief in his Soul. He continued a good while not able to open his mouth, and afterwards turning his eyes toward me, and prefacing his intended Diſcourſe with ſome ſighs, <hi>Behold Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>behold the fruits of the Love I bear you; it is not ſufficient, that for your ſake I ſhould be deprived of my Repoſe, but for your ſake</hi>
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                     <hi>too I muſt loſe the Kingdom of my Anceſtors. By this, Sir,</hi> anſwered I, <hi>you may judge how much that Love diſpleaſes the gods, ſeeing they puniſh you for it with ſo extream a rigor; and if you would appeaſe them, and render them more favourable to you, you muſt rid your ſelf of that unjuſt paſſion which hath provoked them againſt you. All the afflictions they can lay upon me,</hi> replied the paſſionate Prince, <hi>ſhall never reduce me to that; and if to the loſs of my Crown, they do not add the loſs of my life too, they ſhall never deprive me of the Love which I have for</hi> Olympia, <hi>to whom I would willingly have ſacrificed Crowns and Empires far greater than that which I have received from my Anceſtors. Ah! Sir,</hi> added I, <hi>if you would make good uſe of the inſtruction which you received from Heaven, you might yet without doubt gain aſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtances thence, which might reſettle you upon your Throne, and would give you an abſolute Victory over thoſe Enemies to whom your unjuſt paſſion only hath given all the Courage they had to invade your Dominions. Let us talk no more of it,</hi> cryed the furious <hi>Adallas, let us talk no more of it; but let us go without any farther delay to the aſſiſtance of a Kingdom which is not quite loſt: There poſſibly in a little time, you ſhall ſee what vengeance I will take upon my Enemies, or at leaſt by my utter overthrow, you ſhall be perpetually freed from a wretch who lives only to perſecute you with his Love, and not to be beloved by you.</hi> Upon theſe words, though he was not as yet fully cured, he commanded that all things ſhould be prepared for our departure againſt the next Morning, as well to accomode the Veſſel if it had any need, as alſo for the Proviſion of Neceſſaries for our Voyage.</p>
                  <p>In effect all things being prepared as well as they could be in ſo ſhort a time, the next day we put to Sea, and began to make towards <hi>Thrace</hi> with all our Sails. We proſecuted our Voyage with a great deal of diligence and ſucceſs for the firſt dayes; and <hi>Adallas</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing inflamed with a deſire of Revenge, did continually encourage the induſtry of his Mari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners. We had already paſſed by <hi>Apolbuſa, Eramnuſa,</hi> and <hi>Cholidonia;</hi> we had Coaſted <hi>Rhodes</hi> and <hi>Doris</hi> upon the right hand, and left <hi>Crete</hi> behind us upon the left hand; when as we were ſailing forward amongſt the Iſles called the <hi>Cyclades,</hi> the gods, who were really angry with <hi>Adallas,</hi> were pleaſed that we ſhould be ſurprized with a furious Tempeſt, which, after it had toſſed our Veſſel divers dayes with great danger of our lives, made us turn back the ſame way, and conſtrained us to land in the Iſle of <hi>Crete.</hi>
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                  <p>The King my Brother almoſt dyed with diſpleaſure, when he ſaw himſelf ſo cruelly croſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed in his intentions; but he had cauſe enough to exerciſe all his patience, when he was for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced to wait above ſix weeks in <hi>Crete,</hi> till the wind, which all that while was contrary to us, changed to a favourable point, and gave him opportunity of putting to Sea again. You need not doubt, but that this obſtacle put him almoſt in deſpair; and ſeeing that above two Months were ſlip't away, ſince he had received intelligence of the unfortunate conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of his Affairs, he had reaſon to fear that they were grown much worſe, and that his Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies had gained time enough to corrupt the Fidelity of his Subjects, or to reduce them by force to the utmoſt extremities. He received News in <hi>Crete</hi> too (whereas in other places he continued always concealed) and the wind which oppoſed our going towards <hi>Thrace,</hi> being very favourable to them who came from the Coaſts of <hi>Thrace</hi> into <hi>Crete,</hi> gave him opportu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity oftentime, to ſee ſome perſons, who could give him a confuſed Relation of that which came to their knowledge, by the general Report concerning the eſtate of his Kingdom. They told him, that all things there were in a far greater diſorder than before; that <hi>Eurime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>des,</hi> Lieutenant-General of the Kingdom, having been conſtrained to come to a ſecond Battel, was defeated, and himſelf killed upon the place; and after this laſt Victory, <hi>Mero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates</hi> had hardly found any reſiſtance in the Field; only they thought that the City of <hi>Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zantium,</hi> and the Country thereabout, continued faithful, and in a defenſive poſture, by his care, who having been <hi>Eurimedes</hi>'s Lieutenant a little before his death, had ſince ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded him in his charge, and, as they ſaid, defended thoſe ſmall remainders with a great deal of Valour. <hi>Adallas</hi> had much ado to diſſemble his grief before thoſe who made him theſe Reports, not knowing who he was; and in the impatiency which tormented him, he would poſſibly have ſunk under his ſorrows, if that fooliſh Love which did predominate in his Soul above all the other paſſions; had not made him loſe, or at leaſt laid aſide ſome part of the ſenſibility which he might have for all other Affairs.</p>
                  <p>At laſt, after ſix weeks expectation, as I told you before the wind which had been ſo di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rectly oppoſite to us, giving place to that which we had ſo much deſired, we went to Sea a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain, and continued our Voyage with our former diligence. We quickly recovered the <hi>Cyclades,</hi> we left <hi>Eubea</hi> upon our left hand, and ſailed on in the <hi>Egean</hi> Sea. But when we were paſt the Iſle of <hi>Leſbos,</hi> the King underſtanding by the Diſcourſe he had heard, That he could not land in ſafety in any part of <hi>Thrace,</hi> but only at <hi>Bizantium,</hi> which continued faithful to him ſtill, he was very much troubled to think what way he ſhould take. And it was not without reaſon that he was ſo ſollicitous, ſeeing that to get into the Straight of <hi>Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zantium,</hi>
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he muſt of neceſſity ſail all along the Coaſt of the <hi>Taurica Cherſoneſus,</hi> which was his Enemies Countrey, and paſs through all the <hi>Helleſpont</hi> to enter into <hi>Propontis,</hi> which he could not do without a great deal of danger, there being no doubt but that his Enemies had Ships at Sea, either to take him, or deſtroy him there; and he almoſt certainly believ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing (as indeed the Truth was) that the Encounter which he already had at Sea, whereby he was reduced into ſuch great danger, was with the men which <hi>Merodates</hi> had ſent out up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on that deſign. He was forced for all that to reſolve upon ſomething, and ſeeing no other means to land, being naturally very Couragious, he ventured the paſſage; and upon this oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion, either by his good Fortune, or the negligence of his Enemies, who left the Sea free, having enough to do at Land, the gods were favourable to him, and we ſailed through the Straight along all the Coaſt of <hi>Cherſoneſus,</hi> and entred into <hi>Propontis,</hi> without meeting with any oppoſition. When we were paſt the Straight, we kept out at Sea, and ſailed at a fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther diſtance from the Coaſt, for fear of falling into the Enemies hands, not knowing which way to get to <hi>Bizantium</hi> without great danger.</p>
                  <p>We continued two dayes in this uncertainty, and the third day we diſcovered a Veſſel which made towards us, <hi>Adallas</hi> was in doubt a while, whether he ſhould come near it or no, becauſe of the danger there was of meeting Enemies ſooner than Friends; but his Affairs being in a condition which obliged him to venture very much, and that without hazarding himſelf there was little probability for him to recover that which he had loſt, he determined to try his Fortune, and to enquire of thoſe perſons who were in the Veſſel, in what condition the Port of <hi>Bizantium</hi> was, and by what means he might land there, in caſe he found them to be his Friends, and faithful Subjects; and if they were his Enemies, he reſolved to fight them. With this Reſolution he advanced towards the Veſſel, which coming directly to us, and no way avoiding us, afforded us all the facility we could deſire of coming near to it. There was immediately a ſignal of Peace given from our Ship, and the other having returned the like, they both came cloſe up to each other, and the perſons which were on Board began to ſpeak one to another; but <hi>Soſias,</hi> who was the moſt conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derable man about the King, no ſooner ſaw the Captain of the other Veſſel, but he knew him to be <hi>Nicocles,</hi> one of his familiar friends, and one of the Kings faithful Servants. Up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on this happy Encounter, <hi>Soſias,</hi> after a joyful Exclamation, called <hi>Nicocles</hi> by his Name, and he had no ſooner made himſelf known to him, but <hi>Nicocles,</hi> who knew very well that <hi>Soſias</hi> went from <hi>Bizantium</hi> with the King, running to the ſide of his Veſſel, <hi>Soſias,</hi> cryed he, <hi>Where is the King? Where is the King?</hi> At theſe words, the King who had concealed himſelf behind ſome of his Servants, knowing the perſon, and the affection of <hi>Nicocles,</hi> came out before them, and diſcovering himſelf to him, <hi>Here he is, Nicocles,</hi> cryed he, <hi>Here he is. Nicocles</hi> being not miſtaken either in the voice or countenance of his Prince, im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediately leaped into our Ship, followed by the principal of his Companions, and embra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing the knees of his King with tears of joy, he gave him to underſtand, That all Fidelity was not extinguiſhed in his Subjects hearts.</p>
                  <p>The King having ſpent ſome time in the firſt motions of his joy, and having ſhewed him too that I was in the Ship, began at laſt to queſtion him about the condition of Affairs, and by what means he might land at <hi>Bizantium.</hi> 
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                        <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid <hi>Nicocles,</hi> You may go to <hi>Bizan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tium</hi> with all the facility that may be; and the Valour of that perſon who now poſſeſſes <hi>Eurimedes</hi>'s place, hath removed the Enemies Troops ſo far from the City, that they can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not hinder your landing, neither have they any Ships upon this Sea which you need to fear.</q> He began after that to make a brief Relation to the King of all that he had heard before concerning the firſt proceedings of <hi>Merodates</hi> in <hi>Thrace,</hi> the taking of almoſt all the Towns in the Kingdom, and the event of the two Battels which he had gained; in the laſt of which, the faithful <hi>Eurimedes</hi> loſt his life; and continuing his Diſcourſe concerning thoſe things which were not as yet come to the Kings knowledge: Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> In the beginning of this War, a young ſtranger who ſought occaſions of ſignalizing himſelf, hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing been informed of the Juſtice of your ſide, liſted himſelf in your Troops, and in the firſt Battel, applying himſelf particular to <hi>Eurimedes,</hi> he not only ſaved his life, but ſhewed him likewiſe ſo many other effects of an admirable Valour, that the General ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miring his gallant Actions, and acknowledging the particular Service he had received from him, after his Retreat, gave him the Command of Two thouſand Horſe, being the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt part of our Cavalry that was left, and put him into ſo much Reputation by the <hi>Elogi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ums</hi> which he beſtowed upon him, That all your faithful Subjects looked upon him with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out envy in the imployment which was beſtowed upon him; and he behaved himſelf ſo in it, That if he had commanded ſtronger Forces, there was great probability, that he would haved ſtopped the progreſs of <hi>Merodates.</hi> With his Two thouſand Horſe, he dai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly skirmiſhed with the Enemy, whil'ſt <hi>Eurimedes</hi> raiſed more men; and being conducted
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by ſuch perſons as were better acquainted with the Countrey than himſelf, he continually beat up their quarters, and did ſo much incommodate <hi>Merodates,</hi> that he with his ſmall bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy, was more formidable to the Enemy, than all the Forces of <hi>Thrace.</hi> At all the Sieges which they underſtood he perpetually plagued them; and by his continual Incurſions, and the Supplies he frequently put into the Garrifons, he hindred, without doubt, the loſs of a good part of our Towns; but at laſt the great Number of our Enemies, ſeconded by the Valor of their Prince, who is really one of the moſt Valiant and Couragious Captains up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on Earth; and the Diſloyalty, or weakneſs of part of the <hi>Thracians,</hi> prevailed againſt all the reſiſtance we could make, and conſtrained the Valiant ſtranger to retire to the main bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy of the Army, which <hi>Eurimedes</hi> recruited with all poſſible ſpeed. <hi>Eurimedes</hi> ſeeing in what manner he had uſed the employment which he had given him, he advanced him to higher Offices, in the Function whereof, we looked upon him without diſpleaſure, ſo cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teouſly and generouſly did he make uſe of his Fortune, and ſo worthy of it was he eſteem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by all the World for the gallant Actions he was daily ſeen to do. He came at laſt to be Lieutenant-General under <hi>Eurimedes,</hi> and in the abſence of <hi>Eurimedes,</hi> no body made a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny difficulty to receive Orders from him. In brief, <hi>Merodates</hi> with a puiſſant Army fell upon us, and it was within two dayes Journey of <hi>Bizantium, as I told your Majeſty before,</hi> that <hi>Eurimedes</hi> was conſtrained to fight the ſecond Battel, which he loſt, and wherein he was killed by <hi>Merodates</hi> his own hand. His brave young Lieutenant was not preſent at this Action; for by <hi>Eurimedes</hi> his Orders, he was gone with Four thouſand men to guard a Paſs, which a Part of <hi>Merodates</hi>'s Troops would have gained to cut off our Retreat to <hi>Bizantium.</hi> That Valiant man was Victorious on his ſide, and the Troops which preſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed themſelves to him, were defeated with ſo conſiderable a loſs, that if on the other ſide we had not been abſolutely ruined, ſuch a notable advantage was capable of repairing ſome of our loſt Affairs. A few dayes after, being deſperately grieved at the loſs of the Battel, and of the General too, he rallied up the Reliques of the Army about <hi>Bizantium,</hi> and though they were in a pitiful condition, yet he made a ſhift with thoſe which he had ſaved on his ſide, to patch up a body, which he intrenched ſome Furlongs off from <hi>Bizantium,</hi> having the City behind their backs, that they might receive aſſiſtance thence, and make uſe of it for a retreating place, in caſe they were forced to it. We had divers perſons which in all probability might better pretend to the Command of our Troops, than the young ſtranger; and yet by the greatneſs of his Actions and the Affection, which though a ſtranger, he ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed to our Party, he had ſo gained the hearts and admiration of all men, that there was no perſon amongſt thoſe which could expect that Command, but prayed him to accept of it, and ſubmitted to him without any mark of repugnance. Not long after, the Victorious <hi>Merodates</hi> came and encamped before our Trenches, and made divers Attempts to force them; but by the diligence and Valor of our young Chieftain, he had the diſadvantage in all the Aſſaults he made; and believing that he was not obliged to any great circumſpecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on in the Guard of his Camp, becauſe he knew the weakneſs of our Troops, he gave an opportunity to our valiant Captain to make ſuch a furious Sally one Night upon his men, who were either a ſleep, or ill-guarded, That we killed him above Four thouſand men upon the place, and returned into our Trenches, having loſt but an Hundred men. <hi>Merodates</hi> was almoſt in deſpair at this loſs, but a few dayes after, he thought himſelf to be in a poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility of Revenge, by reaſon of a ſupply of above Fifteen thouſand men which came in to him. His Army being thus augmented, he believed he ſhould eaſily force us in our Lines; and the judgment of our General was, That we could defend them no longer, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he ordered us to retire into the City, which we did in very good order. The next day <hi>Merodates</hi> paſſed our Trenches, and laid Siege before <hi>Bizantium;</hi> but upon his Ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaches, there was one of the braveſt Combats in the World, in which our chief Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mander charged up to <hi>Merodates,</hi> who fought in the foremoſt Ranks, and killed his Horſe betwixt his Legs. It would be a difficult thing for me, Sir, to relate to your Majeſty all the Actions which paſſed in a Siege but of a few dayes continuance; there was not a day, but our General made ſurious Sallies, and he never returned within the compaſs of our walls, but covered with the blood of his Enemies, and after he had ſignalized himſelf by ſome admirable Exploit: But the moſt important Action he did in the judgment of all the beſt Souldiers, was to ſink or burn all the Ships which <hi>Merodates</hi> had ſent to beſiege us by Sea, as well as by Land. Our valiant General having put thoſe few Veſſels we had in the Haven into a good condition to fight, enbarked himſelf with ſome choice men, and fell upon the Enemies Navy with ſo much Vigor and good Conduct, that though he was weaker in num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, he did not fail to burn a great part of it, and took or ſunk all the reſt before <hi>Meroda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes</hi>'s face, who from the ſhoar beheld the defeat of his men, without being able to aſſiſt them; and yet that he might take advantage by the abſence of the General, and thoſe For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces
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that were engaged with him, he prepared all his Army to give an Aſſault to the City at the ſame time; but he thought of it too late, and the forwardeſt of his men were hardly engaged in fight againſt thoſe who ſtayed behind the Inhabitants for the defence of the City; but our Victorious General returned into the City, and came time enough to viſit all the places where his preſence was neceſſary, to give Orders, to fight in perſon with his ordinary Valor: And in brief, to defend our walls with ſo much Gallantry, that <hi>Meroda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes</hi>'s Troops were forced to retire thence with loſs and confuſion. Some dayes after, this Naval Victory having opened a free paſſage by Sea, there came to us by the <hi>Boſphorus,</hi> a conſiderable ſupply of men, which <hi>Eurimedes</hi> had ordered to be raiſed upon the Coaſt of <hi>Timia, Colonia,</hi> and other places near the <hi>Euxine</hi> Sea, conducted by <hi>Euriſtheus;</hi> and our General had no ſooner joined them to thoſe which he had before, but he thought himſelf too ſtrong to be Cooped up, and began to weary his Enemies in ſuch a manner with his conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nual Sallies, that at laſt <hi>Merodates</hi> perceiving very well, that he had no hope to take ſuch a City as <hi>Bizantium</hi> by force, being defended by ſuch a Governor, and furniſhed, beſides the great Number of Inhabitants, with above Ten thouſand Souldiers, reſolved to employ his Army againſt that which remained unconquered in <hi>Thrace,</hi> and ſo raiſed his Siege, after he had loſt there, in leſs than Fifteen dayes, by Sea and Land, above Twelve thouſand men. Our valiant General, though he knew that in drawing his Forces out of the City, he favoured <hi>Merodates</hi>'s Deſign, who had a great deſire to draw them into the Field, went out for all that with a ſmall flying Army, to diſturb the Enemy in their march and quarters; which he performed in ſuch a manner, charging them at all the narrow and difficult Paſſes, giving them Alarums every Night, which made them continually ſtand to their Arms, depriving them of all their Convoyes, and cutting off their Proviſions on every ſide, that <hi>Merodates,</hi> as we underſtood by ſome Priſoners we had taken, was ready to fall into deſpair. Divers times he would have engaged us to a Battel, but our General not being in a condition with a Body of Six or ſeven thouſand men, to fight an Army of above Thirty thouſand, knew very well how to avoid the occaſion, and to hinder himſelf from being forced to it; and alwayes when <hi>Merodates</hi> ſent out any looſe Party of his Troops to fall upon us, our brave Captain fought with them with ſo much Valor, that the Victory was abſolutely ours. By this continual torment, he hindred the Enemy from making any progreſs, and from laying Siege to any of the places which were left untaken. 'Tis but four dayes ſince, That he having intelligence that they had a Deſign againſt <hi>Bergula,</hi> which they thought to carry preſently, becauſe it was unprovided with Souldiers, though they were already encamped before it, and all the Paſſages whereby it might be relieved, were ſto'pt before our Arrival; yet for all that he fell upon one of the quarters with ſo much Vigor, that he opened himſelf a way, and put Six hundred men into the place, leaving about Twelve hundred dead upon the Turfe. He is at this preſent about that place to haraſs the Army upon all its motions, waiting for greater Forces which are expected from divers parts, which I am ſent to meet, whil'ſt <hi>Euriſtheus,</hi> with Four thouſand Soldiers only, and the Inhabitans, continues Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mander in <hi>Bizantium.</hi> This, Sir, is all the information I can give you of the condition of your Affairs, which certainly have begun to change their face, ſince the gods for our defence have ſent this ſtranger to command us. He hath not been able with an handful of men to drive out a puiſſant and victorious Army, commanded by ſo valiant a Captain as <hi>Merodates</hi> is; or rather, he hath not been able without men, to recover almoſt a whole Kingdom which you have loſt; but 'tis certain, That he hath defended the remainders of it, after a prodigious manner, he hath very much heartned your Subjects, and diſheartned your E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemies, by ſtopping the courſe of their Conqueſts, when they feared no obſtacle of their Victory; and by making them loſe above Twenty thouſand men in the ſpace of Two Months, and fighting ſo valiantly in your quarrel; That if it be the will of the gods, as I hope it is, that you ſhould preſerve your Kingdom, 'tis certain that you owe the preſerva<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of it to him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <q>
                        <hi>Nicocles</hi> expreſſed himſelf in this manner; and the King, who had hearkned to him with wonderful Attention: You have told me ſtrange things, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> of that man to whom I have ſo great an obligation; and I really believe, as well as you, that I owe the preſervation of my Kingdom to him, if the gods be pleaſed that the Crown of <hi>Thrace</hi> ſhall continue ſtill upon my Head; but in giving me this contracted Relation of his gal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lant Actions, you have not told me his Name; and though he be a ſtranger, yet it is not probable but that you know it in all this time.</q> 
                     <q>We continued ignorant of it, <hi>replied Nicocles,</hi> as long as this valiant man continued amongſt us without any conſiderable em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment; but when he had made himſelf known by the brave things he did for your Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, and <hi>Eurimedes</hi> had advanced him to the dignity of his Leiutenant, we underſtood that his Name was <hi>Ariamenes.</hi>
                     </q> At the Name of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> which I knew to be that
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which <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had taken to conceal his true Name, I preſently changed colour; and the King who very well remembred the Name of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> could not hear it named without trouble and emotion. <hi>What</hi> ſaid he, with an action which partly expreſſed the agitation of his Soul, <hi>Is your General named</hi> Ariamenes? Yes Sir, added <hi>Nicocles,</hi> and I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve he is an Armenian by Birth, <hi>Not long ſince,</hi> replied Adallas, <hi>I knew a man of that Name, and ſuch a man as you deſcribe that ſtranger to be, to whom as Fortune would have it I was beholding for my life; and if it ſhould fall out to be the ſame to whom I am obliged for the preſervation of my Kingdom, I ſhould be the moſt unhappy Prince upon the Earth.</hi> He ſtop't a while at theſe words, caſting his eyes ever now and then upon my Viſage, to obſerve the changes of it; and really I had much ado to keep my countenance, and there was trouble enough in it to diſcover part of my thoughts; but when he had kept ſilence about a quar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter of an hour, reſuming his Diſcourſe with a more compoſed Action. <hi>There may be divers perſons in the world,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that bear the Name of</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>and there is little probability, that a man whom I did ſo expreſly enjoin never to ſet foot in my Dominions, ſhould be gotten thither ſo long before me, with ſo little care of concealing himſelf, and with ſo little precaution in relation to his life: We ſhall ſee how Fortune hath ordered it, and I heartily deſire of the gods, that I may find it to be another</hi> Ariamenes.</p>
                  <p>Having ſpoken theſe words, and endeavouring perfectly to compoſe himſelf, he proceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to queſtion <hi>Nicocles</hi> concerning the condition of the City, and in what manner he might land there; and being informed that he ſhould find no more hindrance in entring into <hi>Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zantium,</hi> than if the Kingdom were in a profound peace; he advanced towards the City, under the Conduct of <hi>Nicocles,</hi> whom he cauſed to return back to bear him Company. And being it was very early when he met with <hi>Nicocles,</hi> before the end of that day we arrived at the Port of <hi>Bizantium,</hi> without finding any other Veſſels but our own, which <hi>Euriſthe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us</hi> by <hi>Ariamenes</hi> orders, cauſed to lie out at Sea for the ſecurity of our Party; and as ſoon as they came near us, <hi>Nicocles</hi> crying immediatly out to them, <hi>That it was the King;</hi> and the King ſhewing him to them, they came about himſelf with great exclamations of joy, lowdly ecchoing out the Name of their Prince on every ſide.</p>
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                     <hi>But,</hi> my fair Princeſſes, <hi>I am afraid that the length of this Relation is offenſive to you, and if you think good, I will defer the remainder of it till to morrow. No, no,</hi> interrupted Candace, <hi>my dear Princeſs, in the Name of the gods, do not leave us upon theſe terms, if you your ſelf be not incommodated with the pains you take upon this occaſion. I would not loſe the remainder of it for any thing, except it were to meet with my</hi> Ceſario; <hi>and I aſſure my ſelf, that the Prince of the</hi> Parthians <hi>will willingly beſtow part of the Night in giving Attention to ſo lovely a Story.</hi> Eliſa <hi>confirmed</hi> Candace's <hi>Diſcourſe, by as urgent requeſts as hers, and the fair</hi> Olympia, <hi>who deſired to pleaſe them both as much as poſſibly ſhe could, continued her Story in theſe terms.</hi>
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               <trailer>The End of the firſt Book.</trailer>
            </div>
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               <head>HYMEN'S <hi>PRAELVDIA;</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. PART. VII.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. II.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Olympia <hi>continues her Hiſtory.</hi> Adallas <hi>after his Arrival in</hi> Thrace, <hi>uſes his utmoſt en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours to raiſe Forces for the recovery of his Kingdom; and marches out of</hi> Bizantium, <hi>to join with</hi> Ariamenes; <hi>he finds him to be the ſame that had formerly ſaved his life. He looks upon him as his Rival, with a furious Jealouſie; and being blinded with that paſſion, notwithſtanding the ſignal Services he had done him, ſends him Priſoner to</hi> Bizantium, <hi>with an intention to ſacrifice him to his indignation.</hi> Adallas <hi>gives</hi> Merodates <hi>Battel, who de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feats him, and takes him Priſoner.</hi> Ariamenes <hi>is ſet at liberty by</hi> Olympia, <hi>and made General of the remaining Forces. He marches againſt</hi> Merodates, <hi>and fights him, kills him with his own hand, and totally routs his Army. He draws</hi> Adallas <hi>by a neat policy to promiſe him</hi> Olympia, <hi>and thereupon reſtores him to his Crown and Liberty.</hi> Adallas <hi>is very backward in the performance of his promiſe, but being urged to it, flies out into fury. At laſt he ſeems to be better adviſed, and ſends</hi> Olympia <hi>with</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>whoſe true Name is</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>towards</hi> Armenia; <hi>but commands</hi> Euribiades, <hi>who was to conduct them, to throw him into the Sea, and to bring back</hi> Olympia. <hi>A party in the Ship takes</hi> Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes<hi>'s part; and after a bloody Fight, the remainder of the men on both ſides, are ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken by Pirats.</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>and</hi> Olympia <hi>are parted. She is carried to</hi> Alexandria, <hi>and there ſold for a Slave. She is bought by</hi> Cornelius, <hi>and beſtowed upon</hi> Eliſa.</p>
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               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg>T is not neceſſary that I ſhould give you a particucar Relation of all that paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed at our entrance into <hi>Bizantium;</hi> the King was received there with all manner of Applauſe, and Acclamations of Joy; and the people which had been, and might be ſtill afraid of falling under the Dominion of a ſtranger; at this ſight of their King, made uſe of all expreſſions of rejoycing and ten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derneſs that he could deſire. I might be bold to ſay, that I had my ſhare in that welcome Reception; and I was not ſo ill-beloved amongſt my Brothers Subjects, but that I obſerved a great deal of ſatisfaction amongſt them for my Return. The King as it concerned him, began immediatly to take care for the reſtauration of his Affairs; he viſited thoſe few Forces which he had left; he took notice what Arms and Proviſions were in the City, and what Number of Inhabitants were capable to bear Arms; he liberally rewarded thoſe who had given him any particular proofs of Fidelity, and ſent Meſſengers to all places which continued under his obedience, to give them intelligence of his Return, and to exhort them to perſevere in their firſt intentions, and to aſſiſt him with all the Forces they could raiſe, to drive his cruel Enemy out of his Dominions, and reſtore them to Peace and Liberty.</p>
               <p>His urgent Neceſſities inforced him to beſtow ſome dayes upon theſe employments, and for that time I was releaſed from his cruel Perſecutions, and had a little more leaſure than ordinary to diſcourſe with <hi>Ericia</hi> concerning thoſe things which troubled me. Truly, my mind had not taſted one jot of Repoſe, ſince the time I had underſtood that the valiant De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fender of <hi>Thrace</hi> was named <hi>Ariamenes;</hi> and though there was little probability that <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riobarzanes,</hi> being known to the King under the Name of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> after the cruel threat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nings he had made him, ſhould come ſo ſuddenly to expoſe himſelf to a manifeſt danger, without taking ſo much care as to conceal his Name in the Countrey of ſo cruel an Enemy; yet by the Report which was made us of his Youth, his Beauty and Valor, and of all the
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admirable marks by which I knew <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> I could imagine it to be any body elſe but he; and when <hi>Ericia</hi> endeavoured to oppoſe my opinion by contrary probabilities. <q>
                     <hi>Ericia, ſaid I,</hi> Let us not deceive our ſelves, ſeeing we know not whether the gods ſend me <hi>Ariamenes</hi> again, for my good or bad Fortune; this prodigious Valour, this mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vellous Beauty which are repreſented unto us in the perſon of the brave Defender of <hi>Thrace,</hi> cannot be in any but our <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> and any other <hi>Ariamenes</hi> but ours, would want ſome of theſe admirable parts which <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> is compoſed of. This bold con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidence which he hath to come and caſt himſelf into the Arms of his Enemy, doth really proceed from that Courage which we have obſerved in him. That great Courage makes him believe, that he ought not to fear a man to whom he is not inferior; and that per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwades him, that without baſeneſs and unworthineſs, he could not diſguize in his Domini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, that Name under which he had formerly made himſelf known to him; and beſides he may probably believe, that after he hath done ſuch great Services for the King, or ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, after he hath preſerved his Kingdom by his Valor only, he might preſent himſelf to him under the ſame Name of the Defender of his life. Howſoever it be, <hi>Ericia,</hi> my heart tells me, that it is no other <hi>Ariamenes</hi> but mine; and that he loves me ſufficiently, to undertake more difficult, and more dangerous things upon my Account; I know not whether I ſhall be deceived or not, but in this uncertainty, <hi>Ericia,</hi> I am ignorant whether I ſhould rejoyce, or afflict my ſelf. 'Tis true, I cannot but be very joyful to underſtand that <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> is not far from us, &amp; that the King is newly obliged to him for the pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervation of his Kingdom, and yet I cannot but tremble for fear, when I know that he comes to expoſe himſef to the cruelty of a jealous King, who hath ſo terribly threatned him. I told him indeed, That he ſhould gain the Kings good will by ſubmiſſion and Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices, but I did not deſire that he ſhould move him, or ſerve him in ſuch a dangerous man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner; or rather, I did not deſire that he ſhould uſe ſo little caution in the preſervation of a life which is more dear to me than mine own.</q> Theſe were almoſt the very words I ſpoke to <hi>Ericia:</hi> and that affectionate Maid making her real thoughts give way in part to the deſire ſhe had to comfort me, repreſented to me, that though this <hi>Ariamenes</hi> were the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>al <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> yet I could have no reaſon to fear any thing upon his Account, and that the King, without rendring himſelf deteſtable to all the World, could not conſerve one thought of enmity againſt him, after he had received ſuch important Services from him, there was more probability that <hi>Adallas</hi> would make all his reſentments give place to o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers more full of reaſon and acknowledgement; and if <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> diſcovered himſelf to be what really he was, he might expect the recompence he pretended to, from a King ſo mightily obliged to him. I partly flattered my ſelf with <hi>Ericia</hi>'s Diſcourſe, and did neither quite reject it, nor abſolutely give credit to it.</p>
               <p>The King was no leſs troubled in mind than I, at this Name of <hi>Ariamenes;</hi> but that he could not imagine, that any man would have been ſo bold, as to come alone to brave him ſo publickly in his Kingdom, after the prohibitions he made him to the contrary: ſo he be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to change the opinion he had received, that it might be he; and not being ignorant how much need he had ſtill of the Valour and Service of that ſtranger, whoſoever he might be, he deſired, in giving him intelligence of his Arrival, to aſſure him of his Acknowledgment, and to confirm him in the zeal which he expreſſed for his Service. Upon this Deſign, ſend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing one of his Servants to him with orders to conſult with him concerning all neceſſary Af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fairs, he gave him a Letter, of which, I believe, theſe were the very words.</p>
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                        <hi>Adallas</hi> King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> to the General <hi>Ariamenes.</hi>
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                        <hi>I Should be ungrateful, if I did not confeſs, that I owe to your Valor and generous Aſſiſtance, the preſervation of whatſoever is left me in my Dominions; and though you are but a ſtranger, you have done that for a Prince, to whom you had no obligation, which poſſibly the moſt faithful Subjects never did for their lawful Prince. I have no recompence to offer you which can equalize the greatneſs of your Services; but if your gallant Actions can find any elſewhere, beſides in the glory of the performance of them, you ſhall make your own choice in a Kingdom, where all things ſhall be at the Service of its valiant Defender.</hi>
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               <p>If the King had ſent one of thoſe men to <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> who had made the Voyage with him, he might have been ſatisfied at his return of the truth of his doubts; but, whether it was by chance, or by deſign, he put <hi>Nicocles</hi> upon the employment, the ſame that we met at Sea, who had never ſeen the face of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> but in <hi>Thrace.</hi> However it was, <hi>Nico<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles</hi> went to find him out, with order to confer with him about the Kings deſigns, and to underſtand the condition of his Forces, and of the Enemies Army. In the mean time the
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Kingreceived the ſame day by Sea, the ſupplies which <hi>Nicocles</hi> had made mention of to him; and he hoped, that within a few dayes, from the places which continued under his obedience, and had not as yet been attempted by the Enemies, he ſhould receive Forces conſiderable enough to take the Field, and go and join with <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> in a condition to give Battel to <hi>Merodates.</hi> He had reaſon to expect this Recruit, for the Levies were be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gun before the death of <hi>Eurimedes,</hi> and continued afterwards by the care of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> ſo that in all likelihood they were in a condition to march. Since the time we had arrived at <hi>Bizantium,</hi> the King forgot nothing that was to be done, in order to their employment in his Service at their Arrival; and in the interim, <hi>Nicocles</hi> being returned, and having in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed him, that <hi>Ariamenes</hi> with his ſmall Body, attended ſtill upon <hi>Merodates</hi> his Army, and had no other deſign at preſent, but to raiſe the Siege of <hi>Bergula,</hi> which the Enemies had inveſted, he gave him his Letter, which contained theſe words.</p>
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                     <head>The Stranger <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> to the King of <hi>Thrace.</hi>
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                        <hi>THE Services which I have rendred your Majeſty, are too inconſiderable to merit the acknowledgment which you vouchſafe them, and I have been too well paid for the aſſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance I have given to your Subjects, by the honour they have done me, in making me their Gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral. 'Tis an honour that I never was ambitious of, becauſe I deſerved it not; and yet I did not refuſe it, becauſe it gave me an opportunity to ſerve you; I will reſign it into the hands of that perſon whom your Majeſty ſhall judge worthy to command your Troops; and while it is in mine, I will behave my ſelf in it with all the fidelity you might expect from the moſt affectionate of your Subjects.</hi>
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               <p>By theſe words, which made no mention of what was paſt, nor expreſſed any precedent Acquaintance, the King ſtill perſwaded himſelf, that this <hi>Ariamenes</hi> was not the <hi>Ariamenes</hi> that he was afraid of; and I confeſs, that when he read them in my preſence, I became part<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly of his opinion, and loſt ſome part either of the hope or the fear which I had conceived. In the mean time, the News came to the King the next day, that <hi>Ariamenes</hi> with a part of his ſmall Body, had cut in pieces Four thouſand men, whom <hi>Merodates</hi> had ſent to guard a Convoy; and did ſo weaken him by degrees, that if the Deſtinies continued to be favoura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to him, in a ſmall time <hi>Merodates</hi> would have no advantage in the Field. This News filled the Kings heart with freſh hopes, and to augment them the more, within leſs than ſix dayes, there came from the Coaſts of <hi>Thinia,</hi> Three thouſand Horſe; and from <hi>Halmi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>daſſus,</hi> and the Promontory of <hi>Philia,</hi> above Seven thouſand Foot. With this grand ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply, and Four thouſand Souldiers which were ſtill in the City, the King, who had intelligence beſides, that Four or five thouſand men, raiſed in the Countrey of <hi>Apollonia,</hi> were gone to join with <hi>Ariamenes</hi>'s Troops, would ſtay no longer in <hi>Bizantium;</hi> and leaving only the Inhabitants for the defence of the City, he made up a Body of about Fifteen thouſand men, which he was reſolved to lead in perſon towards that which <hi>Ariamenes</hi> commanded, which at that time wanted very little of being as ſtrong as the King's.</p>
               <p>I continued in the City at ſome liberty from the importunity which I received continu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally from the King, and yet ſo ſtrictly guarded, though under pretence of doing me honor, that if I would have undertaken a ſecond flight, it would not have been in my power to have done it. In the interim, <hi>my fair Princeſſes,</hi> without my troubling you with a long Narration, you may imagine what the perplexities were which tormented me, and how my ſpirit was continually agitated between hope and fear, the deſire of ſeeing <hi>Ariobaozanes</hi> again, and the fear leſt he ſhould throw himſelf into too great a danger for the ſight of me. I ſhould never have done, if I ſhould go about to repreſent to you all the thoughts which poſſeſſed me, and repeat all the Diſcourſes I had with <hi>Ericia</hi> upon that Subject. I will pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed with the remainder of my Story, and will tell you, That upon the third day of his march, the King arrived at <hi>Ariamenes</hi>'s quarters, from whence the General came forth at the Head of Five hundred Horſe to receive him, about a Hundred Furlongs from off his Camp. The King no ſooner ſaw the body appear, but he knew that it was that valiant man to whom he was ſo redueable, and diſpoſing himſelf to receive him according to the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of the obligation he had to him, he cauſed the Troops that marched before him, to o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pen to the right and left, to give him free paſſage. The valiant <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> as I was informed ſince, wore Arms that day all glittering with gold and precious ſtones; a little Morion, af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter the Greek faſhion, ſhaded with Twenty white Feathers, covered the top of his Head, leaving his Face all uncovered, and a great quantity of Hair naturally Curled, which fell in great rings as low as his Armour; his Horſe was black, bedapled with white ſpots, whoſe gallant ſtately Pace was leſs remarkable, than the good Grace and Horſmanſhip of him
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that rode him. Before he came to the King, he was looked upon with ſo much Admiration by all that ſtood in his way, that they could not forbear to expreſs it by their Acclamations, which came to the Kings ears, and cauſed a greater curioſity in him to ſee ſuch an extraor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinary perſon.</p>
               <p>As ſoon as <hi>Ariamenes</hi> ſaw the King, he alighted to accoſt him with the Reſpect due to the Royal Dignity, and in the Head of his Party, he marched towards him with ſuch a Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jeſty, as could not be found in any common perſon. As he drew near, the King took no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tice of his proportion and countenance, and when he was nigh enough to be plainly diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerned, the King without difficulty, knew him to be the true <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> that <hi>Ariamenes</hi> whom he hated, as much as I loved him; and the ſame <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> to whom he was reduc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able for his life. Never was aſtoniſhment like to that of <hi>Adallas,</hi> and never in the moſt ſurprizing Adventure did a mind appear ſo troubled, as <hi>Adallas</hi>'s did at this ſight. He ſtood as immoveable as a piece of Marble, and <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> though he obſerved his emoti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, accoſted him with a confident countenance, did reverence to him with a great deal of grace and humility, the King not uſing any geſture, whereby it might be judged that he perceived his action. <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> who was prepared for part of what he ſaw, did not ſeem ever a jot the more daunted for it, and beginning to ſpeak with an action that ſufficiently expreſſed his confidence, whil'ſt the King, and all that were about him, made their ſilence ſpeak the greatneſs of their aſtniſhment. <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>If I have offended in diſobeying the Command which you laid upon me, I come to put the Offender into the hands of your Juſtice; and if by ſome ſmall Service I have repaired part of that fault, I come to beg my pardon for the recompence that is due to me for it.</hi>
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               <p>This firſt Diſcourſe of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> though it was bold, and proceeded from a Courage truly Royal, yet it was full of humility, and did ſufficiently expreſs the intention he had, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the requeſt I made to him, to work upon <hi>Adallas</hi> his ſpirit, by ſubmiſſion and ſervices. But the King was not ſo ſenſible of it, as probably he ſhould have been, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holding <hi>Ariamenes</hi> with eyes ſparkling with rage, <hi>What Audaciouſneſs,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>and what fool<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>iſh raſhneſs is this of thine, to come, after the expreſs prohibition I had made thee, not only to ſhew thy ſelf publickly in my Dominions, but to put thy ſelf in the Head of my Subjects, and to pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent thy ſelf to me with as much aſſurance, as if I were not thy irreconcileable Enemy, and as if I had not proteſted to thee before all the gods, That no conſideration ſhould ſave thy life, if thou ever did'ſt ſet foot in</hi> Thrace? <hi>It may be,</hi> replied Ariobarzanes, <hi>I came into your Countrey by chance, and the deſire of doing you Service, hath ſtayed me there; I have done it poſſibly with ſucceſs enough, and if I have reſolved to declare my Name, and to preſent my ſelf before you, after the threatnings you had made me, 'tis at a time, when for the Service I have rendred you, I might expect from a Soul that is truly Royal, more recompences, than puniſhments; and more acknowledgment, than ill uſage. Thou knoweſt,</hi> ſaid <hi>Adallas,</hi> full of fury, <hi>That the moſt preſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing obligations cannot produce that effect between us; and that the ſame neceſſity which poſſibly made me to be ungrateful to thee, when I was beholding to thee for my life, will not permit me to look upon thoſe leſs important Services which thou haſt rendred me in the defence of my Domini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons. Beſides, Thou can'ſt not deny, but that thy ruine appears more odious now than formerly, and thou could'ſt not come into</hi> Thrace, <hi>through ſo many dangers as threatned thee, but by the inſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gation of thy Love, and, it may be, of</hi> Olympia's <hi>Commands. Thou comeſt to ruine the Repoſe of my Soul, in endeavouring the peace of my Kingdom; and thou waſt not ignorant, that the inju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry thou didſt me in my heart, was more ſenſible to me, than the Service thou could deſt render me in the defence of my Kingdom. After all this, judge what thy deſtiny ought to be, and do not complain of me, if that which thou didſt expect from a King obliged to thy Valor, be not found in an injured and deſperate Love.</hi>
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               <p>As he finiſhed the words, he turned towards <hi>Soſias</hi> and <hi>Euſthenes,</hi> the Captains of his Guards, and commanded them to ſeize upon the perſon of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> and to be reſponſible for him upon pain of death. At this Command, all thoſe who had followed <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> and who with the reſt of the Army, had conceived a marvellous Affection for him, could not forbear to murmur aloud at it, and thoſe that came along with the King, who were ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with the merit and ſervices of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> could not hear it without a deal of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure. <hi>Ariamenes</hi> ſeemed to be the leaſt tcoubled at it, and if he was, was only with ſome motions of Choler, and that Paſſion, of which till then he had rendred himſelf Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, upon the conſideration of his Love, could not be ſo abſolutely reſtrained in a fierce and fiery ſpirit as <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s was, but that at laſt it would in ſome meaſure appear. <q>I ſhould lye, <hi>ſaid he to the King,</hi> If I ſhould ſay, that I expected any other uſage from thee; and thy Actions have ſo much congruity with that gallant Paſſion, by which thou would'ſt excuſe thy ingratitude, that the value of thy life and Kingdom could not make
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me expect any other recompence, than what thou beſtoweſt upon me. It ſuffices me for my ſatisfaction, to ſee thee declare that thou art beholding to me for thy life, before thoſe who know already, that thou art obliged to me for the preſervation of thy Kingdom; and I am ſufficiently ſatisfied and revenged upon thee, by the ſhame which I leave thee, for uſing thoſe ſo, to whom thou confeſſeſt that thou oweſt thy Crown and Life.</q>
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               <p>After theſe words, ſeeing <hi>Soſias</hi> and <hi>Euſthenes,</hi> though very much troubled at the em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment, to draw near him, and demand his Sword: <q>This Sword, <hi>ſaid he, laying his hand upon the Hilt,</hi> hath done too good ſervice in the defence of your King and you, to endure to paſs out of my hand into hands unworthy to bear it; but ſeeing that it is to no purpoſe to defend it againſt an Army, I render it to the Princeſs <hi>Olympia:</hi> and 'tis to her only, <hi>continued he, throwing it at</hi> Soſia's <hi>feet;</hi> that I charge you to preſent it, as being the only perſon in <hi>Thrace,</hi> who can deſerve that honour, and that hath reaſon to glory, that ſhe hath made <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> yield up his Arms.</q>
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               <p>Theſe words, pronounced with an admirable Grace, re-inflamed the Kings anger afreſh, and not being able to diſſemble it, <q>Thou haſt pronounced the ſentence of thine own death, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> in pronouncing the Name of <hi>Olympia;</hi> and that fatal Love whereof thou makeſt ſo publick a Declaration, in throwing thy ſelf into thy Grave, ſhall give a fair example to ſuch audacious Youngſters as thou art, to be more regular in their Ambi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion.</q> 
                  <q>Thou may'ſt judge what thou pleaſeſt of my thoughts, <hi>replied Ariamenes;</hi> but if I love the Princeſs <hi>Olympia,</hi> know ſhe is not offended by my Love, as ſhe is highly in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jured by thine; and ſeeing that I am neither her Brother, as thou art, nor of a Birth infe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rior to hers, ſhe might receive that from me without wronging her ſelf, which ſhe can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not endure from thee without deteſtation.</q> Upon theſe words the King had almoſt made his indignation appear in ſome Tragical effect, and ſeeing himſelf covered with ſhame and confuſion, by the reproaches of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> he was ready to run him through with his Sword; at laſt retaining himſelf, though with much difficulty: <q>I endure any thing, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> from a man whom I can puniſh at my pleaſure, a man devoted to death by my juſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments, and his own confeſſion. Take him out of my preſence, and whil'ſt there is or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der taken for his puniſhment, we will learn if his Birth be not inferior to mine.</q> 
                  <q>Thou ſhalt know it poſſibly, <hi>replied Ariamenes,</hi> ſooner than thou deſireſt; and upon this hint which I have given thee, conſider more than once, how thou wilt proceed againſt the Son of a greater King than he of <hi>Thrace.</hi>
                  </q> Having ſpoken theſe words, he turned another way without having any longer Converſation with the King, who being unwilling to have him conducted into the Army, where he was adored by his Souldiers, and where he was a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fraid of ſome Commotion, if the Souldiery had ſeen their valiant General a Priſoner, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded <hi>Euſthenes</hi> to carry him to <hi>Bizantium,</hi> with a Convoy of Five hundred Horſe, and to ſtay there to Guard him, till he received farther Orders; but he expreſly forbade him, upon pain of death, to permit me to ſee him, proteſting to him, That if any ſuch thing hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned, he would never pardon him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Euſthenes</hi> having received this Order with regret, and yet being forced to obey it, cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed <hi>Ariamenes</hi> to mount upon another Horſe inſtead of his own, and putting him into the middle of the Troop which was to conduct him, he cauſed him to march towards <hi>Bizanti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>um.</hi> Before that he arrived there, the Report of his being taken, and of all that had paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed upon this occaſion, was already ſpread abroad, and I was one of the firſt perſons that had the Relation brought to them. You may imagine what effect this News produced up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on my ſpirit, and you need not doubt but this ſad Adventure made me fall into the moſt violent grief that any Soul could be ſenſible of. Indeed the danger whereunto I ſaw this young Prince, whom I loved, as much as his merit and affection did oblige me to do, ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed for the love of me, did ſo nearly touch me, that I ſhould tell you nothing but the Truth, if I ſhould proteſt to you, That I would willingly have been in his place, and have been made the mark of all the miſchief that was aimed at him. By the new proofs which he had given me of his Affection, in coming without any care of his life, to make ſuch a generous and noble ſearch after opportunities of ſeeing me, and ſerving his moſt cruel Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my upon my-Account, he had, as I conceived, ſo far obliged me, That I could not without ingratitude, deny him as much Affection as he expreſſed to me. And in that, <hi>my fair Princeſſes,</hi> I acquitted my ſelf as I ought, loving him as dearly, and as ſincerely as my Soul was capable to do; O gods! what did I not think? what did I ſay at this cruel News? And what Teſtimonies did I not give to all the perſons which came near me, how much I intereſted my ſelf in this Accident! One while I complained of the cruelty and ingrati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tude of <hi>Adallas,</hi> which could not but render him odious to all the world, for the unwor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy uſage which he ſhewed to the valiant Defender of his Dominions, and the preſerver of his life. Another while, I accuſed <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> of raſhneneſs, and want of conſideration,
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as to my Repoſe, for coming and caſting himſelf ſo imprudently into the hands of a man almoſt mad with Jealouſie, who had ſo ſeriouſly threatned him; and ſometimes I checked my ſelf, knowing very well that I had partly contributed to this diſaſter, by the indulgence which I had ſhewed to the Affection of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> or rather to mine own, which made me approve of all that the young Prince could undertake to ſee and ſerve me. Upon theſe conſiderations, I almoſt drowned my ſelf in tears, and did ſo afflict my ſelf, that had it not been for <hi>Ericia</hi>'s comforting of me, I believe my grief would have been able to have laid me in my Grave.</p>
               <p>In the mean while, it was no ſmall conſolation to me in my diſpleaſure, to ſee how all the world participated in it; and the Inhabitants of <hi>Bizantium,</hi> who a few dayes before had ſeen <hi>Ariamenes</hi> behave himſelf with ſo much Generoſity and Valor in the defence of their lives and liberties, or rather had looked upon him as their miraculous perſerver, and had ſtill a freſh remembrance of the prodigious Actions which they had ſeen him do for their intereſt, could not ſee him brought priſoner into their City, being accuſed for nothing but for loving the Princeſs <hi>Olympia,</hi> without expreſſing publickly how much they were diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>contented at it, and plainly declaring, That the King did very ill to Treat a man ſo, to whom he was indebted for his Crown, and to whom, by his own confeſſion, he was beholding for his life too. And when <hi>Euſthenes</hi> cauſed him to paſs through the ſtreets, to convey him to the place where they were wont to ſecure conſiderable priſoners, he could hardly hinder the people from breaking out into Sedition, and attempting to take him by violence out of his hands.</p>
               <p>What fear ſoever I had of exaſperating the Kings ſpirit, yet not believing that it was a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny longer neceſſary to uſe ſo much diſſimulation to pleaſe a Prince who did not Treat me, nor look upon me as his Siſter, I ſent preſently to demand of <hi>Euſthenes,</hi> if I might not be permitted to ſee <hi>Ariobarzanes.</hi> But he came himſelf to make his own Apology, and to tell me, That the King had expreſly forbidden him upon pain of death. This redoubling of my grief, made me flie out more than poſſibly I ſhould have done, and I could not forbear, in <hi>Euſthenes</hi> his preſence, to exceed the bounds of moderation, which till then I had bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter obſerved. <q>Well, <hi>ſaid I to him, with my eyes covered with tears,</hi> Let the King finiſh his ſhameful perſecutions with the utmoſt cruelties that he can exerciſe againſt me, and let him join to that horrible and fooliſh paſſion which already renders him the Fable of the whole world, a cruelty and an ingratitude towards his generous Deliverer, which will make is Name deteſtable to all Princes; He cannot render himſelf blacker than he is, neither can he ever work any thing upon <hi>Olympia</hi>'s ſpirit, but horror and repugnance.</q> After I had ſpoken theſe words, I ſhut my ſelf up in my Cloſet, where I paſſed the remainder of that day in the ſaaddeſt contid on imaginable. The next day I received a Letter from the King, by a Meſſenger whom he ſent from the Camp, whereof theſe were the very words.</p>
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                     <head>The King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> to the Princeſs <hi>Olympia.</hi>
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                        <hi>IT is no time for you to deny that which</hi> Ariamenes <hi>himſelf hath openly declared to me. He loves you, Madam, and is beloved by you. The knowledge of this, is ſufficient to be the death of</hi> Adallas; <hi>but it is capable too, of making him ſacrifice that Rival to his juſt reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments. I owe very much to him without doubt; but, according to the ſenſe of Nature, I owe no leſs to my ſelf; and I had rather ſtain my reputation a little with ingratitude, than make the preſervation of his life an eternal torment to mine own. In brief,</hi> Olympia, <hi>as our common misfortune will have it, he muſt dye, and dye he ſhall, without doubt; if to ſave a man whom you love, but ought not to love, you do not beſtow your ſelf upon him whom you<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                              <desc>•</desc>
                           </gap> love not, but ought to love. If you make this attempt upon your inclinations of his ſafety, he will have no cauſe to accuſe you; and doubtleſs he will have reaſon to complain for you at his death, if you refuſe to ſave his life, the preſervation whereof depends upon you. Conſult with your affection hereupon, and be reſolved with your ſelf, that you cannot preſerve the life of</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>but by beſtowing</hi> Olympia <hi>upon me.</hi>
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               <p>You may very well comprehend, <hi>my fair Princeſſes,</hi> how much this Letter augmented my Affliction, and you need not doubt, but that I found a great occaſion to torment my ſelf in that cruel choice which <hi>Adallas</hi> preſented to me. This Letter made me weep, it made me deplore my misfortune in very pitiful expreſſions, and make imprecations too a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the cruelties of this unnatural Brother. But whatſoever care I had of the ſafety of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> or whatſoever fear I might receive from the menaces of <hi>Adallas</hi> I did not
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waver at all in the reſolution I was to take; and knowing very well, that <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> would not take it as a Courteſie to receive his life at my hands, if he muſt purchaſe it by my beſtowing my ſelf upon his Rival, I conſulted no farther, either with my Affection, or my Duty, what Anſwer I ſhould return to <hi>Adallas,</hi> but ſent it him immediately by the man which had brought me his Letter; and I believe I wrote to him in theſe, or the like words.</p>
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                     <head>The Princeſs <hi>Olympia,</hi> to the King of <hi>Thrace.</hi>
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                        <hi>I Could not hear of the Captivity of</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>without bearing a ſhare with all your faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful Subjects in their affliction for the misfortune of their valiant Defender. That Captive whom you intend to put to death before you know him, might expect other recompence from you, and you would not be in a condition to threaten his life, if he had neglected the preſervation of yours; nor to keep him Priſoner in</hi> Bizantium, <hi>if at the rate of his own blood he had not de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fended the walls of it. His deſtiny is in your hands, or rather in the hands of the gods, whoſe power is ſuperior to that of Kings, and who may ſtill put you into a condition of having need of an</hi> Ariamenes. <hi>If I could contribute to his ſafty, doubtleſs I would do it at any rate but what you demand: But as for that, 'tis poſſible that</hi> Ariamenes <hi>himſelf would not accept of his life upon theſe conditions, but would be generous enough not to deſire that I ſhould ſave it by ſo horrible an action. If he does not love me, I ſhould be too blame to do that for the preſerva<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of his life, which I have alwayes avoided at the peril of mine own; and if he does love me, as you accuſe him, he will receive his death more cruelly, by my beſtowing</hi> Olympia <hi>upon you, than by thoſe means which you have to deſtroy him. In brief, if the gods will have him live, they can free him out of your hands; and if he muſt dye, I had rather that he ſhould dye by your ingratitude, than by mine.</hi>
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               <p>Though theſe words, if you take them in a contrary ſenſe to mine, expreſſed ſome indif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference as to <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s life, and though it was my intention too to perſwade the King that I loved him leſs than I did; yet the gods know, that his life was dearer to me than mine own, and I would willingly have given mine (if <hi>Adallas</hi> would have been ſo contented) for the preſervation of his. But though by a prodigious change, I could have wrought my inclinations to <hi>Adallas</hi>'s will, yet I had too good an opinion of the Affection and Courage of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> to believe that he would receive his life in exchange of his hopes, or con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent, upon any conſideration, that to purchaſe his liberty, I ſhould throw my ſelf into that misfortune which I had ſo much avoided, and againſt which I had ſo much horror and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pugnance. Beſides, I could not abſolutely believe, that the King, whatſoever he threat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned, was reſolved to put him to death, after ſuch preſſing and known obligations; and it was probable, that unleſs he had the heart of a Tyger, and his eyes cloſed againſt all conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derations of honour, <hi>Adallas</hi> would never proceed to thoſe extremities. In the interim, I found a way to prevail with <hi>Euſthenes,</hi> who of himſelf was not diſaffected to <hi>Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes,</hi> not to permit me to ſee him, but to give way that I might have a Note conveyed to him by <hi>Erieia</hi>'s Brother, who was in my Service, and in whom I had a great deal of confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence; the Note was in theſe terms.</p>
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                        <hi>IF you were in another Condition, doubtleſs I ſhould complain of the injury you have done me in coming, as you have done, to caſt away a life which you know is not indifferent to me; but it would ill become me to reproach you, whil'ſt you are a Priſoner for my ſake; and I ought ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to uſe my endeavours to ſet you free at any rate, but what is demanded of me, in expectati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of a better opportunity to accuſe you of the little care you have had of your own ſafety and my repoſe. You may judge how far I participate in your diſgrace, by the intereſt I have in it, and the thoughts I have for you; they are, and alwayes ſhall be ſuch as are due to the merit of your perſon and affection, and I ſhould render my ſelf unworthy of the teſtimonies you have given me of it, if I did not look upon your misfortunes as mine own.</hi>
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                  <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> received a great deal of conſolation by the reading of my Letter, and as nothing was capable of making any ſtrong impreſſion upon ſo great a Courage as his, but what had relation to his love; ſo he was more contented in his impriſonment after this te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtiomony of my Affection, than he could have been in the abſolute injoyment of his liberty, if he had been uncertain what thoughts I had for him. By the liberty which <hi>Euſthenes</hi> gave him to do it (yet with all poſſible ſecreſie) he had the means to diſcourſe with <hi>Eu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ricia</hi>'s
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Brother, whom I ſent to him, and who, according to the charge I had given him to that purpoſe gave him a full Account in what manner I ſupported his Captivity, how I delt with the King upon that Account, and how I was reſolved not to ſuffer him to periſh upon my occaſion, without bearing of him Company. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> received theſe marks of my friendſhip, with all the teſtimonies of a perfect acknowledgment; and after he had ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed as much to <hi>Ericia</hi>'s Brother in the moſt extatical words that the moſt violent Affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction could furniſh him withal, he gave him a Letter with the ſame ſecreſie and precaution, whereof theſe were the words.</p>
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                        <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> to the Princeſs <hi>Olympia.</hi>
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                        <hi>I Do not think my ſelf unfortunate, ſince that my fair Princeſs takes a ſhare in my misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, and my Fetters are now more worthy of Envy, than Commiſeration. I beg your pardon for what I have undertaken, to gain a ſight of you; I cannot juſtifie my ſelf in it, ſince you have received ſome diſpleaſure upon that Account. But in truth, it was a very diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cult thing to have ſeen, to have adored the Princeſs</hi> Olympia, <hi>and to live without a ſecond ſight of her. 'Tis true, that happineſs which hath been ſought with ſome danger, and is of too high a value to be obtained any other way, is cruelly denied me. And this, my fair Princeſs, is all the misfortune of my life, and all that can be worthy of pity in my condition. I am too much obliged to your goodneſs, for having refuſed thoſe conditions which the King hath offered you for my ſafty, and, as you know very well, that no conſideration could have rendred you excuſeable of a crime before the gods or men, if you had accepted of them; ſo you are not ignorant, that by beſtowing the Princeſs</hi> Olympia <hi>upon</hi> Adallas, <hi>you would put</hi> Ariamenes <hi>to a far more cruel death, than</hi> Adallas <hi>could do either by Sword or Poyſon. I will not go about to confirm you in that reſolution, being ſufficiently acquainted with your vertue, to believe, that it will be as im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moveable, as the fidelity of</hi> Ariamenes.</p>
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               <p>His Letter was of no larger extent, though he had matter enough, becauſe he left it to <hi>Ericia</hi>'s Brother to acquaint me with all their Diſcourſe. He did ſo divers times, becauſe I took a pleaſure to make him repeat all the words which he had heard from <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s mouth; and by the Relation which he made me of his paſſionate Diſcourſe, and his reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lution to ſuffer a thouſand deaths for my ſake, if he was capable of ſuffering ſo many, with joy and patience; he did ſo confirm me in the affection I had for him, that he would have been unjuſt, if he had deſired any more of me, But alas! after I had done diſcourſing with <hi>Ericia</hi>'s Brother, I had ſcarcely read over this Letter once more, but I received ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther from the King, which turned me into Ice with fear; and theſe were the very expreſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of it.</p>
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                     <head>The King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> to the Princeſs <hi>Olympia.</hi>
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                        <hi>YOU have ſigned the death of</hi> Ariamenes <hi>by the Letters which you wrote to me; and ſince you conſent to his death, all humane conſiderations ſhall not be able to ſecure him from it. I ſhould have given you your ſhare of the ſpectacle which I intend, before this, but that I was minded to participate of it my ſelf, and am detained here by ſome occaſions which are ſtrong enough to retard my vengeance a few dayes. I am marching to give</hi> Merodates <hi>Bat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tel, and to morrow, without any farther delay, the deciſion of our Fortune will appear. After my Victory, I will turn all my Arms againſt</hi> Ariamenes; <hi>and when I ſhall have no other Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies to fight with, I ſhall the better execute my vengeance againſt the laſt, and the moſt dange<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous of my Enemies.</hi>
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               <p>I know not how very well to repreſent to you what my reſentments were upon the read<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of this Letter, and I had much ado to contain my ſelf within the limits of that reſpect and conſideration which was due to <hi>Adallas;</hi> I returned him no Anſwer in writing, but contented my ſelf only to ſay to him who brought me his Letter, <hi>Tell the King, that the ſucceſs of Battels is in the hands of the gods, and that he ought not to diſpoſe ſo confidently of that which he will do after the Victory; and yet his threatings ſhall not hinder me from pray<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to the gods for the proſperity of his Arms, and the intereſt of my Countrey; but let him conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der more than twice, what will be the event of the deſign which he hath againſt</hi> Ariamenes<hi>'s life, and let him expect, if he treats him ill, to draw upon himſelf a greater and more puiſſant Enemy, than</hi> Merodates <hi>is.</hi>
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               <p>I will not trouble you with the Relation of my fears and inquietudes; but, to abridge this Narration, I will paſs to <hi>Adallas</hi>'s Camp, and will tell you, that the King my Brother
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ſeeing his Forces augmented, and thoſe of his Enemy weakned, thought himſelf ſtrong enough to give him Battel; and his paſſion depriving him in part of his ordinary rationality, and hindring him from foreſeeing all the conſequences that might happen thereupon, he da<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red <hi>Merodates</hi> to an Encounter, and marched out of his Camp to advance towards him. <hi>Merodates</hi> being a very valiant and well experienced Captain, and who might with leſs hazzard give Battel in his Enemies Countrey, than if he had been in his own, joyfully ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cepted of it, and marched to meet <hi>Adallas</hi> in the beſt order that can be imagined. I will not entertain you either with the preparations, or the particulars of that dayes Action, ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving too little skill in War to be able to give you a pertinent Account; I will only tell you, that after both Princes had provided on either ſide whatſoever they thought neceſſary for their advantage, they gave Battel: The Engagement was cruel and doubtful, the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manders and Souldiers did wonders, and diſputed the advantage with the effuſion of a great deal of blood, and the death of divers thouſands of men. But at laſt the ſame Fortune which had accompanied <hi>Merodates</hi> in the two former Battels, attended him likewiſe in the third, and about the end of the day, our Troops turning their backs, abandoned the Victory to him, and the liberty of their King. Who ſcorning to owe his ſafety to a baſe flight, and fighting with a great deal of Valor, was thrown to the ground, and taken Priſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner with divers of his Souldiers, who were reſolved to be Companions of his deſtiny. Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hold the ſucceſs of the proud and inſolent Propoſitions of men, and behold this ingrateful and audacious Prince, who a few hours before, haſting, as he thought, to a Victory, only to go and ſheath his Sword in the boſome of his Benefactor, ſaw himſelf the ſame day a Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoner to his Enemy, and to ſuch an Enemy, who, to confirm his Conqueſt, which was but ill-aſſured, ſo long as the lawful King of <hi>Thrace</hi> was living, was very likely to make uſe of the ſame deſigns againſt him, which he had againſt <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> and might do it with ſo much the more Juſtice, becauſe that in putting him to death, he ſhould only deſtroy an Enemy, whom a Conqueror could not in policy permit to live, and not the Deliverer and Defender of his State and life.</p>
               <p>I do not doubt but that the unfortunate <hi>Adallas</hi> made theſe reflections in his impriſon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and was cruelly tormented with Sorrow, Fear, and Repentance. Yet <hi>Merodates</hi> treated him very civilly; and though the greateſt Polititians about him, counſelled him to ſend him out of the World as ſoon as might be, and repreſented to him, that after his death he need not feare any oppoſition in <hi>Thrace,</hi> where otherwiſe he could never hope to be quiet, as long as <hi>Adallas</hi> was living; yet he was not forward to frame any ſuch reſolution, but believed that the death of a great King was not of ſo ſmall a conſequence, to be ſo ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>denly and ſo eaſily reſolved upon. Beſides, in gaining the Victory, he had loſt almoſt as many men as we, and his Forces not being in a condition to make a hot purſuit, gave time to ours to retire under the conduct of ſome of their Commanders, who led them back to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards <hi>Bizantium</hi> in good order. This conſideration making <hi>Merodates</hi> judge, that as yet he was not abſolute Maſter of <hi>Thrace,</hi> eſpecially as long as <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> whoſe Valor he was too well acquainted with, and whoſe confinement he had heard of, was in the ſervice of his Enemy, hindred him from determining what to do with him, and contented himſelf at preſent to keep him in ſecure Cuſtody, cauſing him to be ſerved like a Prince in his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition. He had the curioſity to ſee him the ſame day that he was taken, and though in o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther things he carried himſelf very modeſtly towards him, yet he could not forbear to tell him, That the gods had puniſhed him for two Crimes, wherewith his Reputation was very much blemiſhed in the eye of the world, which were, his unjuſt and irrational love to his Siſter, and his ingratitude towards his Benefactor; <hi>and to theſe words, added he,</hi> 
                  <q>You, were much to blame, to deprive your ſelf, in a time of neceſſity, of ſuch an aſſiſtance as you had received from the Valor of <hi>Ariamenes:</hi> had it not been for him; I had been long ſince Maſter of <hi>Thrace;</hi> and if he had commanded your Troops this day, I durſt not have promiſed my ſelf that I ſhould have been, Victorious.</q> The King being full of grief and confuſion, gave no Anſwer to <hi>Merodates</hi>'s words, wherein, he knew there was a great deal of Juſtice and Truth; and <hi>Merodates</hi> not deſiring to make any inſolent uſe of his Fortune, did not importune him any farther.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, <hi>my fair Princeſſes,</hi> you may partly conjecture what my thoughts were, when this News was brought to <hi>Bizantium,</hi> and how my Soul was divided between the paſſions which aſſaulted it. 'Tis certain, that I was ſorry to hear of the defeat of our men, the loſs of a Kingdom, which in all probability was upon the brink of ruine; and the Captivity of a Prince; who, though he had not thoſe intentions for me which he ought, was nevertheleſs my Brother, and my King. The gods are my witneſſes, that I was very much afflicted at his misfortune and ours; but they will pardon me, and you too, my princeſſes, if I confeſs to you, That the repugnance which I had againſt <hi>Adallas</hi>'s love, the reſentment
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wherein I did very much intereſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap> ſear I was in for <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s life, did ſo ſuſpend the judgment I ſhould have made of my For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, that certainly I did not beſtow all the tears I ſhould have done, upon the calamity of our Family, and which, at another time, without doubt, I ſhould have ſhed. I could not think with my ſelf that the King my Brother was a Priſoner to his Enemies, and in great danger of his life; that the Affairs of the Kingdome were in an undone condition, and that we were in all probability, upon the point of ſeeing our ſelves expoſed to the miſeries of Tyranny and Captivity, without being ſenſible of a great deal of diſpleaſure: But upon the other ſide, I could not conceive that I was freed from the cruel importunity of <hi>Adallas,</hi> that <hi>Ariamenes</hi> had eſcaped the cruel deſign which he had taken againſt his life, and that I might poſſibly have the opportunity to reſtore him abſolutely to his liberty, and to put him again into a condition of giving me new marks of his Affection, without receiving a great deal of comfort upon that ſcore; and the gods were pleaſed immediately to make it as compleat as I could deſire. For the Inhabitants of <hi>Bizantium</hi> had no ſooner heard of the loſs of the Battel, and the Captivity of the King, but, after they had beſtowed a few hours upon the firſt All-arms, and the firſt Affright which ordinarily renders the people incapable of all reſolution, after they had repleniſhed the City with their cries and groans, rather out of fear, and the conſideration of their own intereſt, than out of the love they bare to their Prince. They aſſembled at laſt in great Troops, and putting the moſt conſiderable men formoſt, they marched towards the Palace where I was, crying out aloud in the ſtreets, That I was their only lawful Princeſs, and that in the Abſence and Captivity of their King, they could addreſs themſelves to no body but me, nor receive Orders from any one but my ſelf. No body contradicted this Diſcourſe of the people; or, if it was diſapproved by ſome, their Party was the weaker, and they durſt not rely upon it. You need not doubt, but that I received a great deal of ſatisfaction, when I ſaw all the people at my feet, to give me the abſolute Command over them, and to pray me to adviſe with my Council to find ſome means to ſave the remainders of <hi>Thrace,</hi> if it was poſſible.</p>
               <p>I could not have wiſhed for an handſomer occaſion of ſetting <hi>Ariamenes</hi> at liberty, and ſeeing the people ſo well diſpoſed to follow my will; <hi>My Friends,</hi> ſaid I to the cheif of them, <hi>the King hath great cauſe to be ſatisfied in your Fidelity, and I will acquaint him with it, when the gods ſhall be pleaſed to reſtore him to us; but I am too weak to undertake your defence, and the recovery of his liberty; you have need of ſome valiant man to repulſe the fury of your Enemies, which threatens your gates and lives, and to command the remainder of your Forces.</hi> The people having ſignified to me by their loud out-cries, That they approved of my opini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and having prayed me divers times to appoint them a Commander, <hi>Where can you find one,</hi> added I, <hi>than in the perſon of</hi> Ariamenes? <hi>Was it not he, that with a handful of men defend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed your Walls againſt the ſame Enemies that threaten you? Was it not he, that repulſed them with loſs and confuſion, though they were much ſtronger than now they are? VVas it not he, that de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feated them by Sea, and by Land, in all manner of Encounters? And briefly, VVas it not he alone, that ſaved you either from death or Captivity? VVhat hinders you from knocking off his Fetters, which he wears for nothing elſe but for having defended you too well? and from making him once more your General? Go, my friends, and reſtore liberty to your generous Defender, to a great Prince, who of his own good will, hath been prodigal of his blood and life for your intereſts; to the Son of a great King, whom your King being reduable to him for his life, and the preſervation of his Dominions, hath impriſoned only upon a motive which honeſt Men, and his faithful Subjects cannot approve of. Do not fear that your Prince will complain of you, if you reſtore him to li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty, he will only make uſe of it to endeavour his; and beſides the aſſurance I give you, that the King will look upon this Action, as the greateſt Service he could receive from you, if there be any fault, lay it all upon me ſeeing I adviſe and order you to do it, and I will go along with you my ſelf to put that in execution which I have propounded to you.</hi>
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               <p>Theſe words being pronounced with a great deal of Action, were ſo far from finding a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny contradiction, that they were ſeconded by a general ſhout of all the people, who pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lickly deſired <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> and began to proclaim his praiſes, and the greatneſs of his Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons with ſo much affection, that it eaſily made me underſtand, that by the Propoſition I had made to them, I had only prevented the Deſign which they had to deſire him of me. <hi>Euſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henes</hi> himſelf who had him in Cuſtody, ſignified to me, That he deſired nothing but an ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute Command from me for his diſcharge to the King. And in fine, having found all the facility I could deſire, I was willing to render the Prince ſome part of what I owed him, to go break his Chains my ſelf, and draw him out of a danger whereinto he was fallen only for the love of me. This Action had ſomething of very handſome in it, and being attended by all the people who loudly ecchoed out the Name of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> I went to the place where he was impriſoned, I cauſed the Gates to be opened to me with Authority; and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing
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accompanied by the principal Citizens of <hi>Bizantium,</hi> I went to his very chamber. He had already heard of the Succeſs of the Battel, and the King's being taken, and that was it which hindred him from being ſurprized, as he would have been without doubt at another time. He ſeemed for all that to be very much aſtoniſhed at the ſight of me, and running to me, after he had employed ſome moments in recollecting himſelf, he fell upon his knees be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore me without ſpeaking a word. My confuſion was no leſs than his, out of the fear I had to expreſs my Affection too largely in this Encounter: And yet ſummoning up all my Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage to aſſiſt me in the Action which I was to do, after I had reached him my hand to raiſe him up: <hi>We come,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>to free you from a place, where the</hi> Thracians <hi>cannot without too much ſhame behold their valiant Defender; and we are ſorry, that we cannot acknowledge the greatneſs of your Services, by a recompence more worthy of you. Receive</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>receive your liberty from the hand of</hi> Olympia, <hi>but, for her ſake, endeavour the recovery of the King her Brothers freedom with your accuſtomed Valor; and in regard of the Service you receive from the Siſter, forget the offence you have received from the Brother. I hope thus much from your Generoſity, and upon that confidence, I deſire you, together with all the people who implore your aſſiſtance, to reaſſume the Command which heretofore you accepted over them, and over the Force which are left us, and to employ that Valor whereof you have given them ſuch admirable proofs for their protection, and the ſafty of their Prince.</hi>
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                  <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> hearkned to all this Diſcourſe upon his knees, and beginning to ſpeak in the ſame poſture after I had done ſpeaking: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I receive the liberty you reſtore me, and the Command you lay upon me, with that reſpect I ought to do; and looking upon your benefits as favours which I have not merited, I will likewiſe look upon the uſage which I have received from the King your Brother, rather as a juſt Chaſtiſement, than as an injury. That which my memory may retain of it, ſhall not hinder me from employing my life ſtill in his Service; and though I may expect to be requited for it, as I was for the reſt of my former Actions, yet I find a very glorious recompence in the honor of obeying you, and I will neglect nothing, that I may worthily acquit my ſelf of the employment which you beſtow upon me, having ſuch a Num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber of perſons about you amongſt whom you might make a more juſt Election.</hi> This was the An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer which he returned me in the preſence of all the Company: and riſing up at my Requeſt, he went out of the Priſon, and being followed by a numerous multitude of people, he recon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducted me to the Palace.</p>
               <p>Though Love at that time was poſſibly the moſt powerfully predominant in him, yet his firſt cares were employed in the functions of the charge which he had reaſſumed, and with an admirable Generoſity trampling under foot the injury which he had freſhly received from <hi>Adallas,</hi> he had nothing ſo ſtrongly imprinted in his ſpirit, as the deſire of reſtoring his liberty, and, with the hazard of his own life, to endeavour the defence of his Enemies Subjects and Dominions. He ſpent the reſt of that day in viſiting the Magazines of Arms and Proviſions, in reviewing the Forces which we had left, and the Number of the Inhabi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tants capable to bear Arms in that important neceſſity of State; in giving orders for the curing of the wounded, for furniſhing thoſe with Arms who had loſt them, for recruiting the Companies, and chooſing new Officers in the places of thoſe who had been killed or taken; and briefly, in all ſuch things as a perſon well verſed, as he was, in the Art of War, might practice upon ſuch an occaſion. He found good ſtore of Arms and Proviſions, and by the ſupputation which he made of the Souldiers, and the Inhabitants, he found that up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on our urgent neceſſity, he could raiſe of the one and the other, above Fifteen thouſand men. This diſcovery having filled them with joy and confidence of the ſucceſs of his De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns, he reſolved not to permit the ardour of the Inhabitants to languiſh, which might in time grow cold, but to lead them out to fight, whil'ſt <hi>Merodates</hi> was weakned by the loſs he had received in the laſt Battel. He communicated his reſolution to the chief of them that were about him, by whom it was approved; and after he had given them inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions, and neceſſary orders to diſpoſe all things, he came in the Evening to give me a Viſit.</p>
               <p>You may judge, <hi>my Princeſſes,</hi> how joyful I was, that I could diſcourſe freely with him in my Chamber, and in the Palace of the Kings of <hi>Thrace,</hi> who could not do it before, but only in a little deſart Iſland, where the fear of death which was alwayes before our eyes, was capable to diſturb our Converſations. His contentments likewiſe ſeemed to me more abſolute, than thoſe he taſted in his firſt acquaintance with me, and when he ſaw himſelf near me, where no ſuſpitious perſon could over-hear him, expreſſed his thoughts in ſuch paſſionate terms, that I was perſwaded that few perſons till that time, had loved more ſtrongly and more really than he. When his paſſion had given vent to its firſt emotions, and I had aſſured him, that my acknowledgment and affection towards him, was as great as he could rationally deſire, I began to blame him for the little care he had had of his life, and the intereſt which I had in it; in coming to expoſe himſelf, as he had done, to the mer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy
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of a jealous and implacable Enemy, having uſed no precaution to conceal himſelf in the Dominions of a man, who by his Oath, was in a manner engaged to deſtroy him; and from whom, according to former probabilities, and the remembrance of the former effects of his ingratitude, he could expect nothing but all mannrr of ill uſage. By this Reproach, and the Requeſt I made to him beſides, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being engaged to give me an Account of what he had done, ſince our parting in the Iſle of <hi>Cyprus,</hi> and how he came into <hi>Thrace,</hi> and into the Army which <hi>Eurimedes</hi> commanded, informed me in a few words, That after the King had diſmiſſed him at <hi>Carpaſia,</hi> retiring from us, he ſpent ſome dayes in a private place of the City, to find out ſome means to ſee me; but afterwards ſeeing that his endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours were but in vain, and that I was ſo ſtrictly Guarded, his Deſign was to go and ſtay for us in <hi>Thrace,</hi> not doubting, but that immediately after the King was cured, we would take our way thither, hoping he ſhould find ſome favourable occaſion there to ſee me again, poſſibly to do ſome other Service for <hi>Adallas,</hi> which might mollifie his heart, and make him expreſs more acknowledgment for it, than he had done for the former. He told me, that he was confirmed in this intention, by the Diſcourſe which he heard a few dayes after amongſt ſome Merchants of the Iſle of <hi>Leſbos,</hi> from whom he underſtood, that there was a War begun in <hi>Thrace,</hi> that the Prince of <hi>Taurica Cherſoneſus,</hi> was entred with an Army into thoſe Countries, which <hi>Adallas</hi> had taken from him, and that there was a great deal of likelihood, that, by reaſon of the Kings Abſence, the Countrey would be expoſed to great Deſolations. He told me likewiſe, that he made his advantage of this Diſcourſe, without diſcovering any thing to the <hi>Leſbians,</hi> or to any other perſons that he kept company with, what he knew concerning the King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> ſuppoſing that it was his Deſign to conceal himſelf, and being unwilling to do him a bad Office. A few dayes after, ſeeing thoſe <hi>Leſbi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ans</hi> ready to return into their own Countrey, he prayed them to receive him into their Veſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſel, and to let him bear them company into their Iſland, which he had a Deſign to ſee, which they did very willingly, and being arrived at <hi>Leſbos,</hi> by the aſſiſtance of thoſe Merchants, he ſold part of thoſe Diamonds which he had in his Picture-Caſe, and by that means had wherewithal to put himſelf in a good Equipage, and to furniſh himſelf with all things ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary. From <hi>Leſbos,</hi> he eaſily got into <hi>Thrace,</hi> where he found all the Frontiers towards <hi>Cherſoneſus</hi> in Arms, there he took Servants, bought himſelf Horſes, and fair Arms, and entred himſelf in our Troops, where he continued a while unknown, and without any in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tention to diſcover himſelf; but afterwards having the happineſs to do ſome ſignal Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, he declared himſelf under the Name of <hi>Ariamenes;</hi> and Fortune having been ſo fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourable to him under the conduct of <hi>Eurimedes,</hi> as to let him render ſome important Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices to the King and Countrey of <hi>Thrace,</hi> he hoped, before his Arrival, he ſhould do ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing for him ſo great and conſiderable, that he might preſent himſelf to him with confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, and expect from him ſome effects of acknowledgment, rather than be afraid of his Menaces. Things ſucceeded as he had expected, and upon that confidence he believed, That without diſhonour, he could not diſguize himſelf from a King, who was beholding to him for his Crown and life.</p>
               <p>Finiſhing this Relation with the greateſt Grace in the World: <hi>The pardon which I am ſtill to beg of you,</hi> added he, <hi>is, not for concealing from the King your Brother, the thoughts of Adoration I have for you, and for not having been ſo far Maſter of my Courage, as to yield to any other power but yours: But in fine, in the condition whereunto my Affairs were reduced, it was hard for him to be any longer ignorant of my thoughts, or rather, that the cruel ſuſpitions which he had already conceived, ſhould not be turned into certainties: And if in this rancounter I imprudently gave too much ſcope to my paſſion, I have received a puniſhment for it, which, as ſlight as it is, may partly mitigate the reſentments of a Princeſs who is all goodneſs. If I be diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſed,</hi> ſaid I, interrupting, <hi>that the King had knowledg of the affection which you have for me, and very ſtrong preſumptions of that which I have for you, 'tis only in reſpect of the danger which you might incur upon that ſcore, and not upon any other conſideration; for I ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe my ſelf to have a ſufficient Diſpenſation from that Duty which would be due to a Brother of another humor, whoſe approbation without doubt I ſhould have waited for, before I had enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged my ſelf in the friendſhip which I have expreſſed to you. But now</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>that Affairs are in this condition, how are you reſolved to deal with</hi> Adallas <hi>if it pleaſe the gods that you free him out of the power of</hi> Merodates? <hi>what precautions will you take for your ſecurity, ſince you cannot expect it from your Services? And how will you put your ſelf into a condition that you need not fear the effects of</hi> Adallas<hi>'s Jealouſie, which ſtifles all the good thoughts which the greatneſs of his Birth might inſpire him with? If my life were not devoted to your Service,</hi> replied the Prince, <hi>it would not poſſibly be worth the while to take ſo much care for the preſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation of it; and beſides, whatſoever knowledge I have of the humor of a Prince, whom I dare not accuſe of ingratitude, becauſe he is your Brother; I hope that my latter Services will do that</hi>
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                  <hi>which the former could not; and that when he calls to mind the highneſs of his extraction, all the Roots of Vertue will not be ſo extirpated out of his Soul, but that he will find ſome reluctan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy in himſelf, and be aſhamed of what is paſt; but if this be not ſufficient to ſecure me from dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, and if you deſire that I ſhould uſe more circumſpection to aſſure my ſelf, I will do it in obe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dience to you, and I will not put my ſelf into</hi> Adallas<hi>'s power; till I may probably hope for more favourable uſage, than formerly I have received at his hands. With this intention, as alſo to render you the obedience which I owe you, I ſhall march out of</hi> Bizantium <hi>to morrow at the break of day, not thinking it convenient to let the ardor of your Souldiers grow cold, nor to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit</hi> Merodates <hi>to recruit himſelf, or poſſibly to give him time to put any thing in execution which may be fatal to the King. I hope by the aſſiſtance of the gods, and the Juſtice of our Cauſe, I ſhall free him out of his Enemies hands, and reſtore him to his Crown and liberty. But if this good hap betide me, my Divine Princeſs, and if I can vanquiſh both the Fortune of</hi> Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rodates, <hi>and the ſpirit of the King your Brother, Will you not be pleaſed to permit me to deſire of him my ſupreme Felicity? And will you take it ill, that I endeavour to obtain the Princeſs</hi> Olympia, <hi>by the good will of the King her Brother? You may believe,</hi> anſwered I without ſtudy, <hi>That I ſhall be very much ſatisfied with it; but I ſee ſo little probability of it, that I will make no further reflection upon that Deſign of yours, and I ſhall beſeech the gods to give you your hearts deſire by ſome other way, though it be unknown unto me. In the mean while, Go, generous Prince, whither your Vertue, rather than any other conſideration, calls you; and make the World admire at a Generoſity without example, in hazarding your life for an ingrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful and cruel Enemy. But if you have any affection for</hi> Olympia, <hi>do not ſo far expoſe your ſelf to thoſe dangers which you are going to encounter, but that you may remember what ſhare you have given me in your life, and what intereſt I have in the preſervation of it.</hi> As I utter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed theſe words, my face was covered with a bluſh, and ſome tears fell from my eyes, at which <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was ſo moved, that throwing himſelf at my feet, maugre my reſiſtance, he embraced my knees a great while, breaking out into expreſſions ſo full of Tranſport, that the violence of his paſſion might eaſily be obſerved in them. In fine, after he had made me a thouſand ardent Proteſtations, and had received all the marks of friendſhip that in reaſon he could require of me, he went from me, when he believed he could not handſomly ſtay any longer, and left me full of hope for the ſucceſs of his Arms; but much more re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleniſhed with fear in relation to his life, which he was about to expoſe to manifeſt dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger. This apprehenſion, and ſo many thoughts as accompanied it, did ſo turmoil me all that Night, that before I could cloſe my eyes, the Sun had ſaluted my Chamber with his earlieſt beams.</p>
               <p>That day <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> as he had reſolved, marched out of <hi>Bizantium</hi> leaving in the City, beſides the old and wounded men, but a very ſmall Number of Inhabitants for the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fence of the Walls, and leading out with him, to ſtrengthen his Forces, almoſt all the men that he judged capable of bearing Arms; thoſe which were to ſtay behind of either Sex, followed him as far as the Gates with loud acclamations; and they had all ſo much confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence in his Valor, That they looked upon him rather as one marching to a Triumph, than to a Battel, upon the deciſion whereof their deſtiny depended. Curioſity, or rather the force of my inclination, made me go that day to ſee him at the Head of his Troops; and though I was not quite ready, when they came to tell me that they were paſſing by the Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lace-gate, I could not for bear running into a Gallery which was over the ſtreet, and there I ſtaid at a window till <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was marched by. Truly, I was not diſſatisfied with the deſire I had to ſee him in that condition, and his whole perſon was of ſuch a compoſure, that if I had not been prepoſſeſſed with Affection, that fight only would have been capable to give it birth in my Soul. His Arms were very magnificent and glorious, his Helmet be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſhaded with a Plume of Feathers, covered his Head, which he advanced with a redoubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able fierceneſe; his Horſe was proud and ſtately in his Pace, and all things did ſo accompany the comelineſs of his perſon, that no body could conceive any thing of him, but what was very great and extraordinary. He paſſed by, without ſeeing me, not knowing that I ſaw him; for, becauſe of the condition I was in, I had thrown a Veil over me, and ſtood be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hind ſome of my women. After I had loſt the ſight of him, I accompanied him with a gale of ſighs, and taking little notice of the reſt, I retired into my Chamber, where my Soul was troubled all the reſt of that day, and thoſe that followed it, with all the inquietudes which in that condition of my Fortune might probably keep me Company.</p>
               <p>'Tis not worth the while, <hi>my Princeſſes,</hi> and it would be too tedious and troubleſome to you, for me to repeat to you all the Diſcourſes which my Affection made me make in the abſence of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> to deſcribe to you the different effects of my fears, and my hopes; and in brief, to acquaint you with thoſe things which you your ſelves may imagine, inſtead of relating thoſe things which as yet you know not, and which better deſerve your attention.</p>
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                  <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> intended to march towards <hi>Merodates</hi> with all convenient ſpeed, but yet in ſuch a manner, that his Troops might not be weary when they ſhould come to fight; and he ordered their march ſo, that ſpending but a few dayes upon the way, he preſented himſelf to his Enemy, with his men freſh enough to give Battel the firſt day.</p>
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                  <hi>Merodates</hi> becauſe of the inconveniency of his wounded men, and for other important Reaſons, was removed but a few Furlongs from the place where he had gained the Victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, and he had cauſed the King to be carried Priſoner into a little Town which lay behind him. He expected the coming of more Forces, with which he prepared to march directly to <hi>Bizantium,</hi> abſolutely to eſtabliſh a Dominion, which he thought could no longer be diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>puted with him; and he ordered all things like a gallant Warrior as he was, when contrary to his expectation, and contrary to all probabilities, he ſaw <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> incamped within ſight of him, in a likely capacity to bid him Battel. Never was aſtoniſhment like to that of <hi>Merodates,</hi> and though he was not capable of a Fright, yet this ſudden Return of an E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemies Army, whom he thought unable to make Head againſt him, and this new Obſtacle which he had not foreſeen in a Countrey whereof the King was his Priſoner, gave him cauſe enough to look to himſelf, and to take new reſolutions. He quickly gueſſed at the Truth, and believed that <hi>Ariamenes</hi> was at liberty, and that none but <hi>Ariamenes</hi> could put the <hi>Bi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zantines</hi> in Arms with ſo much ſuddenne's, and lead them with ſo much confidence againſt ſuch a redoubtable Enemy. The day following, he was confirmed in his opinion, and he received certain intelligence, that it was againſt that <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> whom he knew but too well to his coſt, that he muſt diſpute the eſtabliſhment of his Monarchy; and as great and couragious as he was, it is certain that he was troubled at <hi>Ariamenes</hi>'s coming, and foreſaw that there could not have come a greater Obſtacle againſt him, to croſs, and poſſibly to ru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ine, his Deſigns.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, <hi>Ariamenes</hi> was incamped but Thirty or forty Furlongs off from <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rodates,</hi> and the two Camps could eaſily ſee each others Fires. <hi>Ariamenes</hi> knowing very well that he had to deal with one of the moſt valiant men, and one of the beſt Captains in the World, neglected nothing that might contribute to his advantages; and had ſo much deſire to accompliſh his Enterprize with that ſucceſs and honour which he had propoſed to himſelf, that he left nothing unthought of, which could be practiſed by the moſt experien<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced Captain upon the like occaſion. In fine, he reſolved, with the Advice of the Officers of his Army, whoſe Counſel he willingly hearkned to, not to loſe time in ſlight skirmiſhes, nor to manage the buſineſs as he had done, whil'ſt he only commanded a ſmall flying Camp againſt a mighty Army, but to give Battel (which at another time he would not have ſo ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſily ventured) before that <hi>Merodates</hi> proceeded to the utmoſt extremities againſt <hi>Adal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>las,</hi> as they feared he would, and as he was adviſed to do; but becauſe he very well foreſaw that he could not attach the Enemies in their Camp, without giving them a great deal of advantage, he reſolved to march in Battalia towards the little town wher the King was kept Priſoner, as if he would ſtorm that, and take it by Aſſault, not doubting but by that means he ſhould oblige them to quit their Lines and fight with the more Equality. He had fully taken this reſolution, and gave Orders to put it in execution the next day, when they pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to him a Trumpeter from <hi>Merodates,</hi> with a Letter from that Prince. <hi>Ariamenes</hi> received him according to the ordinary Forms, and having taken the Letter, he opened it, and therein read theſe words.</p>
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                        <hi>Merodates</hi> King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> and <hi>Taurica Cherſoneſus,</hi> to the General <hi>Ariamenes.</hi>
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                        <hi>THough by thee alone, the progreſs of my Arms hath been ſtopped, and though I have found a greater Obſtacle in thy ſingle ſelf, than in all the Forces of the</hi> Thracians: <hi>Thou art too valiant to be hated by thy Enemies &amp; I really proteſt to thee, that I deteſted the ingratitude of</hi> Adallas, <hi>I regretted thy misfortune, and was joyful to hear of thy being at liberty. They that have freed thee from thy impriſonment, declaring themſelves to be Friends to injured Ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue, have done that which I my ſelf had a deſire to do; and if they had not prevented me, I had made thee my Friend, inſtead of having thee for my Enemy. 'Tis very certain, that the eſteem which I have of thy Valor, makes me ſorry to ſee that thou imployeſt it ſtill in the ſervice of an ungrateful Prince, and that thou goeſt to fight with a Prince who deſires thy Amity, in the quarrel of a man which hath nothing but priſons and puniſhments for thy recompence. Where is thy Reſentment? Where is thy Courage,</hi> Ariamenes? <hi>And not being a Subject to</hi> Adallas, <hi>What honeſt motive canſt thou have to engage thy ſelf in his Service after the unworthy uſage he hath ſhewn thee? Join thy ſelf rather with his Enemies, to revenge the injury which thou haſt received. Thou haſt wayes enough to do it, without prejudice to thy honour; and if the love of</hi> Olympia, <hi>as the common opinion is, retains thee in her Brother's Service, conſider, that</hi>
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                        <hi>by the aſſiſtance of my Arms, thou may'ſt obtain</hi> Olympia, <hi>whom thou wilt never obtain by her Brothers good will. I give thee my inviolable promiſe to put that Princeſs into thy power, with Dignities beſides, which may ſatisfie thy Ambition. Let me know thy intention, before we put it to the hazard of a Battel, which may probably prove as fatal to</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>as to</hi> Meroda<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes, <hi>and conſider once more, that it will be in thine own power, without injuring thy Reputation to be the Friend of</hi> Merodates, <hi>revenger upon</hi> Adallas, <hi>and poſſeſſor of</hi> Olympia.</p>
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               <p>This was <hi>Merodates</hi>'s Letter, which <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> readd with ſome aſtoniſhment, and found it very different from what he expected. It was written with a great deal of Arti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fice, and likelihood of Truth, and <hi>Merodates</hi> had forgotten nothing which probably might move a man very much injured, and very amorous. All the reaſon in the World ſeemed to be upon his ſide, and certainly there were but few men whom this hope of becoming poſſeſſor of a perſon beloved by ſuch wayes as his juſt reſentment might in ſome ſort ſave his honour, would not have cauſed to waver, and, it may be, have abſolutely convinced; but the vertue of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was very remote from this Propoſition, and neither all his reſentment againſt the Brother, nor all his love to the Siſter, kept him one moment unre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved what in point of Duty to do. He gave the Letter ſmiling to ſome of his Officers which were near him, See, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> what opinion they have of us, and with what Arms they would encounter with us. In the mean time, he returned an Anſwer to <hi>Merodates,</hi> which, as I take it, was in theſe Terms.</p>
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                     <head>Prince <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> to <hi>Merodates</hi> Prince of <hi>Cherſoneſus.</hi>
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                        <hi>IF thou hadſt really valued my Courage, thou would'ſt not have ventured upon the Propoſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on which thou haſt made me, and 'tis but a bad Teſtimony of thy Amity and Eſteem, to counſel me to baſeneſs. When thou didſt deteſt Ingratitude, and bemoan my Diſgrace, thou didſt follow the motions of thy Vertue; but without doubt thou wert not guided by that, when thou didſt propoſe to me to betray a People who have abſolutely committed themſelves and their deſtiny to my Conduct. If I would be revenged upon</hi> Adallas, <hi>it ſhould not be whil'ſt he is a Priſoner; and if I would pretend to the poſſeſſion of</hi> Olympia, <hi>it ſhould not be by unworthy meaus; if it pleaſe the gods that I ſhall obtain her, ſhe will be much more gloriouſly acquired by me, when I ſhall have reſtored to her Family the Crown of her Anceſtors, when I ſhall have chaſed her Enemies out of her Countrey, and when I ſhall have brought back her Brother with Freedom and Victory, than, when by a baſe Treaſon, I ſhall have diſhonoured all the Actions of my life, and rendred my ſelf unworthy of her Eſteem. I thank thee for the Dignities which thou offereſt me; but if thou kneweſt me, thou wouldſt poſſibly underſtand, that the Prince of</hi> Cherſoneſus <hi>hath no Dignities in his power that are worth</hi> Ariamenes<hi>'s acceptance. Yet I will not diſdain thy Amity, when I may receive it without Reproach; and poſſibly thou wilt judge me more worthy of it than thou didſt before, when thou ſhalt have ſeen me in the Field, near enough to take an exact knowledge of me.</hi>
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               <p>This was the uſe that <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> made of <hi>Merodates</hi>'s offers, and the next day, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cording to the deliberation which he had formerly taken, he diſlodged his Troops to march towards the Town where the King was kept Priſoner. As he had no deſign to conceal his march ſo it was preſently taken notice of by <hi>Merodates;</hi> and being it was not <hi>Merodates</hi>'s intention to ſuffer that place to be taken, which he knew was not ſtrong enough to endure the firſt Aſſault, he diſcamped his Army, and marched to meet <hi>Ariamenes.</hi> His Troops were ſtronger ſtill than ours, and compoſed of men better verſed in War, than thoſe which we had drawn out from amongſt the Citizens of <hi>Bizantium;</hi> and this was that which ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſily dipoſed him to a Battel, not believing that <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> as valiant as he was, could ſtop the courſe of his Victories and Fortune. The Armies having not far to march before they met, were quickly one in ſight of another, and then it was that their valiant Generals em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed their utmoſt cares to facilitate the Victory. Neither of them forgot any thing that might conduce thereunto; and I underſtood afterwards, that <hi>Ariamenes</hi> having ranged his men in ſuch an order as my incapacity doth not permit me to deſcribe, made a ſpeech to them with ſo much Eloquence and Gallantry, that he inſpired them with a more than natu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral ardor, and animated them by his Diſcourſe and Example, to attempts beyond his expe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctation. I cannot inform you of the particulars of that Battel, which poſſibly was the moſt bloody, and the beſt diſputed, that was ever fought between two Armies, of their ſtrength. Above eight long hours the Succeſs continued doubtful and uncertain, and in that time the Troops on either ſide were almoſt abſolutely defeated. The Generals were extreamly valiant, and their Souldiers ſeconded them with all their power. <hi>Merodates</hi>'s
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men had an advantage over ours, by reaſon of the Number of thoſe who were drawn out of <hi>Bizantium,</hi> who being a great deal leſs uſed to War than the reſt, much weakned our Party. But the brave <hi>Ariamenes</hi> did ſo well ſupply their default, and did ſo encourage them both by his words, and his great Actions, that he made them do that which could hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly have been expected from <hi>Veteran</hi> Souldiers; and in fine, confirmed them in the reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion to ſuffer themſelves to be cut in pieces, or to purchaſe that day the peace and repoſe of their Countrey. Alas! how much blood did theſe gallant reſolutions of both Parties cauſe to be ſhed on either ſide, and how many deaths made that day famous in the memory of the <hi>Thracians!</hi> A great part of the day was ſpent, when at laſt that Fortune, which had ſo inſeparably accompanied <hi>Merodates</hi> againſt <hi>Adallas</hi> and <hi>Eurimedes,</hi> began to give ground before <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> and by the prodigious efforts of that young Prince, the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mainder of the Troops of <hi>Cherſoneſus</hi> began by little and little to give way to ours, and looked as if they were about to quit the Victory. <hi>Merodates</hi> perceiving <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap>t, and being fil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led with deſpair, at the knowledge of it, did things above beleife, to recover the advantage we had gotten, and to preſerve that which the precedent Battels had acquired him. He rode from rank to rank with a Martial countenance, and by his ardent endeavours turned his For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces more than once upon ours with ſuch an impetuoſity, as made the event of Battel a long time doubtful. <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> who had fought for him all that day, as much as the Fun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions of his charge could permit him, having percieved him, and taken notice of him by ſeveral marks, charged up to him with an exclamation and an action which diſcovered him to his Enemy, and when he was near enough to be underſtood by him, <q>
                     <hi>Merodates, cry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed he,</hi> there is blood enough ſhed, ſpare that which remains of thy Party, if thou can ſt poſſibly, and let us finiſh the deſtiny of this day in our own perſons. Thou ſhalt ſee by that proof, whether I be worthy of thy Amity or not, and thou wilt not diſhonour thy Arms, in employing them againſt a Prince whoſe Birth is not inferior to thine.</q> 
                  <hi>Ariamenes</hi> had leaſure to make this Diſcourſe to <hi>Merodates;</hi> and the two Chieftains were no ſooner met, but as if they had made an agreement together, it ſeemed that the Troops which they commanded, had ſuſpended all their intereſt to ſee their Fortune decided by the hands of their Generals, they both expreſſed a great deal' of joy to ſee them ſo diſpoſed; and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving confirmed them in it on either ſide, by a publick Order which they gave that none ſhould ſtir out of their places whil'ſt they were a fighting, they advanced one towards the other like two Lyons, or like ſomething more terribly, and with the firſt blows they ſhivered in pieces the Javelins which they had taken into their hands; and afterwards lifting up their redoubtable Swords, all dyed with the blood which they had ſhed, they gave each o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſuch blows, as ſtruck a Terror into the Spectators of either ſide.</p>
               <p>I am no better skill'd in the Relation of a particular Combate, than of a Battel; and though this be worthy of eternal memory, yet I will report no more particularities to you, but will only tell you what I have heard ſince from <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> That <hi>Merodates</hi> gave Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtimonies of an admirable Valor in that Combate, and reduced him oftent mes to ſuch terms, as not to hope for the Victory; but at laſt <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap>t declared it ſelf for <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> and the valiant <hi>Merodates,</hi> whoſe puiſſance, as they ſay, never yielded to any but the great King <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> after he had given his Enemy divers wounds, received one from him at laſt in the body, which made him fall from his Saddle, cold and pale, and deprived him of life in a few moments. <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who was deſirous of the Victory, but not of the death of that great man, was very ſenſibly afflicted at his deſtiny; but not being in condition to give any long Teſtimonies of it, he contented himſelf to give Command that they ſhould take up the Prince, to give him all the aſſiſtance he was capable to receive; and beſtowing his thoughts upon his preſent neceſſity, he with his men ſuſtained the utmoſt fury of <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rodates</hi>'s Troops; who being reſolved to revenge their Prince, or to periſh with him, fell up, on ours with ſuch an impetuoſity, as deprived <hi>Ariamenes</hi> of the opportunity to put in exe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cution the deſire which he had to compleat his Victory, without ſhedding any more blood, if it were poſſible. This fury of his Enemies was no great <hi>Remora</hi> to his Victory, and the <hi>Thracians</hi> having Routed them with a great deal of Valor, beſprea'd all the Field with their bodies, and leſt none of them alive, but what their, Generals pity made them ſpare.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> who in the greateſt heat of the Combat preſerved his judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment ſound and entire, having a Deſign in his Head which he deſired to bring to paſs, when he ſaw that the Victory could be no longer diſputed againſt him, commanded <hi>Euſthenes</hi> to haſten away at all full ſpeed with Three hundred Horſe to the Gates of that little Town, where the King was detained Priſoner, and to take Order that no body ſhould enter there to give the King intelligence of that dayes Succeſs. The buſineſs was done as he deſired, and <hi>Euſthenes</hi> did ſo cloſely block up all the Avenues to the Town, that not a man could carry in the News of what had paſſed.</p>
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A little after, the Conqueror <hi>Ariamenes</hi> having put his Camp in neceſſary order, as well in relation to the wounded men, the Priſoners, and the Booty, as to render to <hi>Merodates</hi>'s body the honors which were due to him, advanced in the Evening towards that little Town with part of his Troops, and preſented himſelf at the Gates, in a condition that cauſed Ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ror in thoſe that guarded them. He preſently gave order to parly with thoſe that com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded in the place, and ſome Officers coming out to him, upon faith given, he informed them what had paſſed, and ſhewed them ſuch evident marks of his Victory, that they could no longer doubt of it. In brief, he ſhewed them the means he had to force them in an hours time, and told them, that he would be very glad to ſpare their blood, and to give them free liberty to march away, provided they opened the Gates immediately, and enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged themſelves upon their lives, to take order that the King that was Priſoner there, ſhould have no intelligence of what had paſſed, before he had ſeen him. Theſe men being intimi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dated, were joyful to find ſafety and liberty in <hi>Ariamenes</hi>'s Propoſition; they promiſed him all that he deſired, and punctually executed it: So that <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> in leſs than half an hour, entred into the Town with a Party of thoſe that followed him, and went to wait up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the King before he could learn any News of what had paſſed. <hi>Adallas</hi> ſupported his impriſonment with a great deal of impatience, and reflecting upon the great intereſt that <hi>Merodates</hi> had to put him to death, to confirm his dominion over the <hi>Thracians,</hi> he was in continual fears, and expected, every-day, with a great deal of Terror, what ſhould be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved in relation to his deſtiny. His unjuſt paſſion for me was not extinguiſhed by his im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priſonment; but he was the leſs fixed upon that, becauſe he was conſtrained to beſtow part of his thoughts upon the preſſing conſiderations of his Fortune; and though he was ſtill jealous of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> yet he had often repented that he had Treated him ſo, knowing what miſchief he had done himſelf, by depriving himſelf of the ſervice of that great man.</p>
               <p>Ever ſince that moment when I ſet <hi>Ariamenes</hi> at liberty, he had employed the time with ſo much diligence, and made ſo little ſtay at <hi>Bizantium,</hi> and upon his march, that the King, (to whom thoſe that guarded him, had no Commiſſion to relate all the Truth) had no time to be advertiſed of it: So that when he ſaw <hi>Ariamenes</hi> come into his Chamber, he was as much ſurprized at his ſight, as at the moſt unexpected thing in the World; and not knowing how to take it, well or ill, he remained quite aſtoniſhed and confounded. Imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diately at the ſight of this formidable Rival, his jealouſie revived, and ſo ſtrongly moved him, that he could hardly contain himſelf, looking upon him as his moſt cruel Enemy, though he had rendred him all the Offices of the firmeſt Amity. He was very much trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled to ſee him at liberty, and looking upon himſelf at the ſame time as a Priſoner, his Capti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vity ſeemed a great deal the more inſupportable; but reflecting likewiſe upon the gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous humour of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> and conſidering that this man, notwithſtaning the diſpleaſures he had done him, ſeemed to have been born on purpoſe for his conſervation, a little intereſt forcing its way through his paſſions, made him hope that this third view of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> would be as advantagious to him as the two former. Theſe various cogitations agitating his ſpirit at the ſame time, and keeping him uncertain and unreſolved, did likewiſe keep him a great while unmoveable and ſilent; and by his action, and the changes of his countenance, made <hi>Ariamenes</hi> take notice of his diſtraction.</p>
               <p>The Prince ſaluted the King with all the Civility and Reſpect that could be due to him in his better Fortune; and the King having received him with that trouble which I have en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavoured to repreſent to you, after he had ſtrove a little to diſſipate it: <q>What, <hi>Aria<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes, ſaid he,</hi> Have my Subjects betrayed me then? And hath their infidelity not on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſet you at liberty, but do you come likewiſe to affront me, whil'ſt I am my Enemies Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoner?</q> 
                  <q>Sir, <hi>replied</hi> Ariamenes, your Subjects have not betrayed you, in reſtoring li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty to a man from whom you have been accuſtomed to receive the moſt Important-Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices; and poſſibly you know me well enough, to believe that I do not come to brave you in your misfortune, ſeeing I never preſented my ſelf to you, but for the preſervation of your life, or your Dominions. I know it to my ſorrow, <hi>anſwered Adallas;</hi> but I am no leſs ſenſible, that the loſs of my Crown and life too, would have been more ſweet, and more ſupportable to me, than the injury you do me. You know it as well as I; but in ſhort, What is your Deſign now? And do you come to me as a Friend, or as an Enemy? I come, <hi>replied the Prince,</hi> to give you your choice, and to ask your counſel what I am to do. 'Tis true, your people have freed me out of the Priſon to which you had com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted me, your Subjects have made me their General, to defend them againſt your Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies and theirs. I have not poſſibly been very unwilling to reſume my former reſoluti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and I am come againſt <hi>Merodates</hi> with ſtrength and courage enough to recover all that he hath gained from you. In brief, I dare undertake within three dayes to reſtore you,
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your liberty and your Crown, and not to leave one of your Enemies in <hi>Thrace,</hi> but either dead or Priſoner. I will engage my life and honour for the perfomance of this Propoſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion. But Sir, this is only your intereſt: and if I may be permitted to diſpute mine own with a Prince to whom I am ſo little obliged, I will tell you, That if I do not fight for your advantage, I can compaſs my own without fighting, and <hi>Merodates</hi> hath offered me that, which without doubt I ſhould never receive from you, though I ſhould readvance you from a Priſon to a Throne. I can chooſe whether I will hazard a Combat againſt a valiant man who eſteems me, and never did me wrong, for a Prince who hath ingratefully and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juriouſly uſed me; I can revenge my ſelf of a cruel Enemy, and (which is more conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable) I can do it without danger. I can acquire <hi>Olympia,</hi> who is all the aim of my life, whom I can never expect from the Services I can render you. Behold Sir, <hi>continued he, preſenting</hi> Merodates<hi>'s Letter to him,</hi> behold the offers of your Enemy, and be pleaſed to take the pains, after you have looked upon them, to give me your Advice what reſoluti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on I ſhould take.</q>
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               <p>The King hearkned to this Diſcourſe of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> with ſo much aſtoniſhment, that at preſent he knew not what Reply to make him, and only taking <hi>Merodates</hi>'s Letter, he read it over three or four times, making particular reflections upon thoſe places of it, where he promiſed him the poſſeſſion of <hi>Olympia,</hi> with ſuch a Tranſport, as might eaſily be per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived by his exterior Action. At laſt having readd over thoſe words often enough which ſeemed ſo cruel to him, or rather having beſtowing ſome time in moderating his reſentment, and meditating what to ſay to <hi>Ariamenes</hi> upon this Subject; <hi>I ſee very well,</hi> ſaid he, reſto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him the Letter, <hi>what Propoſitions my Enemy hath made you, and I acknowledge beſides, That in the condition whereunto my miſerable Fortune hath reduced me, if you join with</hi> Mero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates, <hi>you may be revenged of me, you may acquire</hi> Olympia, <hi>and you may do all things without any difficulty. But</hi> Ariamenes <hi>Where is that Generoſity, where is that Courage; which after the firſt effects of my ingratitude made you ſo Nobly expoſe your life for the defence of my Domini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons? And with what honour can you take that Revenge which is propoſed to you, againſt a King in Priſon, and againſt a Prince, whoſe abſolute ruine doth depend upon you? Ariamenes</hi> being touched home with this Diſcourſe, had much ado to perſevere in his Diſſimulation; and yet conſidering how neceſſary it was for him, <hi>There is no conſideration of Honour and Gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roſity,</hi> replied he, <hi>which obliges me to hazard my life any more for a Prince, who after ſuch Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices as I have rendred him, confined me to a cruel Priſon, and had already condemned me to dye as a Malefactor. There are but few men in the World, who after ſuch uſage, would neglect the opportunity of being revenged: and though I ſhould have ſo much vertue as not to deſire the ut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter ruine of a helpleſs captive-King; yet I ſhould not be blamed, if I did not bear Arms any lon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger for his Service. But to this conſideration of Revenge, is added the poſſeſſion of</hi> Olympia, <hi>and to the hope of that it is, that I have devoted my whole life. I ſhall infallibly obtain my deſire, if I lend an ear to the Propoſition of</hi> Merodates; <hi>and if I fight with</hi> Merodates, <hi>if I drive out your Enemies, if I reſtore your liberty, and if I reſettle you upon your Throne, I ſhall not only ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der this Service to a cruel Enemy, who hath nothing but impriſonment and death for my recom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pence but I ſhall put him into a condition to hinder me forever from the poſſeſſion of</hi> Olympia, <hi>or rather I ſhall deprive my ſelf for ever of all hope of poſſeſſing</hi> Olympia. <hi>Nevertheleſs I have not accepted the offers of</hi> Merodates, <hi>though I have obtained permiſſion of him to ſee you, &amp; I am ſtill in a condition, as I told you before, to expel every one of your Enemies, and to reſtore you to the peaceable poſſeſſion of the Crown of your Anceſtors; but you muſt redeem your Scepter, your li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty, and poſſibly your life at a rate which you are unwilling to give. If I do not perform what I promiſe you, I demand nothing of you; but if in three dayes I put you into the condition which I have propounded to you, I demand the Princeſs</hi> Olympia <hi>of you as my recompence; if you can overcome that paſſion which diſhonors you, and draws the indignation of the gods, and the aver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion of men upon you. Do not fear to diſparage your blood by an unworthy alliance; 'Tis</hi> Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes, <hi>the Son of the late, and the Brother of the now King of</hi> Armenia, <hi>who hath ſerved you under the Name of</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>with as much reſpect as the meaneſt of your Subjects could have done; and this is a Truth wherein you ſhall be clearly ſatisfied, before I demand the perfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mance of your promiſe; conſider now what reſolution you will take, and do not think it ſtrange, that reflecting upon your former Actions, I deſire to engage you, and aſſure my ſelf upon your word.</hi>
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               <p>Having ſpoken theſe words, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> held his peace, expecting <hi>Adallas</hi>'s Anſwer, who upon that Diſcourſe was fallen into a great perplexity; and, as he imagined, ſeeing miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortune on every ſide, knew not which way to turn himſelf to be leaſt unfortunate. The love he had for me, could not, without a great deal of violence, permit him to beſtow me upon another, and it ſeemed to him, that by this demand, he was robbed of a piece of his heart; but coming to conſider that he was without a Kingdom, without liberty, and poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly
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upon the point to loſe life, as he ſaw there was a great deal of likelilihood: he could not reſolve to loſe all, and periſh miſerably by perſevering in a deteſtable paſſion, whereof he could never expect any good ſucceſs; poſſibly for a more hopeful love, he would have quit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted both Crown and life without conſideration; but at laſt he reſolved, or at leaſt ſeemed to do ſo; and after he had held his eyes a long time fixed upon the ground, raiſing them up to <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riobarzanes</hi>'s face: <q>
                     <hi>Ariamenes, ſaid he,</hi> or <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> Prince, or whoſoever you are, you reduce me to a cruel extremity; and if the Service which you promiſe me, and whereof I plainly perceive the neceſſity and the importance, could be recompenſed by one half of that Kingdom which you offer to reſtore me, it would be much more eaſie for me to part with it to you without regret, than to yield up <hi>Olympia</hi> to you, and not dye. But if you be reſolved upon it; and if nothing be capable to ſatisfie you, but to give you <hi>Olympia,</hi> well, <hi>added he, with a ſigh,</hi> ſince my ill Fortune and my Reaſon, which my paſſion hath ſo much ſtrugled with, will have it ſo; well then, I promiſe you <hi>Olympia,</hi> and engage my Royal word to you, which amongſt my other failings hath been alwayes inviolably obſerved, that if you perform what you promiſe, and if you be a Kings Son, as you aſſure me you are, I will render you poſſeſſor of <hi>Olympia.</hi>
                  </q> It was not without ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſing ſufficient Teſtimonies of his grief, that the King uttered theſe words; and <hi>Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes</hi> had no ſooner heard them, but turning himſelf towards thoſe which came into the Chamber with him, <q>
                     <hi>You are Witneſſes,</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>my Friends,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>That the King hath enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged his word to me, and it highly concerns me to aſſure my ſelf further of it by your Teſtimony. There is no need of that aſſurance,</hi> replied <hi>Adallas, and what ſoever may befall me, I will never fail in the performance of my word.</hi> 
                  <q>Since it is ſo, added the Prince, aſſuming a more pleaſant countenance than before, and that nothing is able to diſingage you from your promiſe, Know, King of <hi>Thrace,</hi> that I did not ſtay till I had your word, before I rendred you the Service which you expect from me; I am more generous in Effect, than I ſeemed to be in our Converſation; <hi>Merodates</hi> is dead by my hand, and all your Enemies hear him Company; you are the King of the <hi>Thracians</hi> now in peace, and you may at this mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment being free, a Conquerour, and abſolute, reſtore your preſence and perfect peace to your Subjects.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Having made an end of theſe words, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> obliged <hi>Euriſtheus,</hi> who was with him, to give the King a full Relation of all that had paſſed, which he did at length; and fil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling the Kings mind with admiration at the gallant Actions of <hi>Ariamenes,</hi> he gave him a particular Account of the preſent condition of his Affairs, by the death of <hi>Merodates,</hi> and the defeat of all his Troops; after which, there was little probability that thoſe that were left in the Towns which he hadnot taken, would ſtay ſo much as a Summons: the King upon this Diſcourſe was aſſaulted with ſo many paſſions, and ſo many different perturbations, that it was hard to judge which of them would gain the Victory in his ſpirit. At laſt, af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter he had made long reflections upon the revolutions of his Fortune, and had turned his thoughts from the loſs of his Dominions, his Impriſonment, and the danger which had threatned his life, to the advantagious change which he had received in his condition by the Valor of <hi>Ariobarzanes; O immortal gods,</hi> ſaid he, lifting up his eyes to Heaven, <hi>for what reaſon have you thus ſubjected my Genius to</hi> Ariamenes, <hi>that in all the misfortunes of my life, I can receive no aſſiſtance from you, but by his means?</hi> After that, turning himſelf towards him, with an Action compoſed of a great deal of ſweetneſs: <q>Be not offended, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> if it be ſome Affliction to me, to be ſo deeply indebted to you, being ſo unable to requite Services of ſo high a value. I acknowledge you, though it be a little of the lateſt, for my Benefactor, for my Defender, and for my perpetual Deliverer; and whatſoever I ſuffer, I will keep my word.</q> 
                  <q>I doubt it not Sir, <hi>ſaid Ariobarzanes,</hi> and I would not have taken ſo much care to have obtained your promiſe, if I had not had an abſolute con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidence in it. By this Action you will too happily recompence my Services, and you will acquire the eſteem of the whole Eeath, by knowing how to ſubdue an Enemy more hard to overcome than <hi>Merodates</hi> was.</q> 
                  <q>Let us ſpeak no more of it, <hi>added the King with a ſigh,</hi> let us ſpeak no more of it, I will keep my word.</q>
               </p>
               <p>After theſe words, he continued a long time without ſpeaking; and in Concluſion, en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavouring to expreſs the ſatisfaction which was due to the change of his Fortune, and to ſhew himſelf to his people in a condition which might recover their affection, after ſome Diſcourſe had with <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> and thoſe that were with him, concerning the neceſſity of his Affairs, and thoſe things which were ſtill left to do, he went out of the Houſe, and the Town which had ſerved for his Priſon, and went to ſhew himſelf to his Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctorious Army, which ſaluted him with loud Acclamations, and gave him to underſtand, That Misfortunes are ſometimes advantagious, to move and to recall thoſe ſpirits which might be alienated by the miſcarriages of Proſperity. He viewed the Field where the Bat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tel
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was ſought, where the marks of <hi>Ariamenes</hi>'s victory were ſtill freſh; and though he beheld them with ſome confuſion, yet he could not chooſe but give that Prince part of the praiſes which were due to him, and approve, at leaſt in ſhew, the Ardor which his Subjects expreſſed in obeying him, and fighting according to his Orders.</p>
               <p>At the Requeſt of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> the body of <hi>Merodates</hi> was uſed with a great deal of honour, and permiſſion was given to his Friends to carry it whither they pleaſed, to rend<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>r it the honour of Burial. <hi>Ariamenes</hi> likewiſe ſent back all the Priſoners, upon condition that they ſhould paſs to their Garriſons which were held ſtill by their Companions, and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hort them to retire within Fifteen dayes, which was the time allotted by the King, for their ſecure departure out of <hi>Thrace,</hi> according to the Paſs-ports which were delivered to them.</p>
               <p>Thus was peace reſtored to <hi>Thrace,</hi> with ſuch a ſuddenneſs as was not imaginable; and by the Valor of one ſingle man, that Kingdom, upon the Eve of its total ruine, ſaw it ſelf re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>inſtated in a more peaceable and flouriſhing condition, than poſſibly it had ever been. The King returned to <hi>Bizantium</hi> as it were in Triumph; having the Victorious <hi>Ariamenes</hi> by his ſide, whom he honoured both according to the greatneſs of his Service, and the know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge he had then of his Royal Birth. The people made them magnificent Receptions, with the Deſcription whereof I will not trouble my ſelf, nor with other things which paſſed at the Kings return, and do uſually paſs upon occaſions of the like Nature. You may very well judge, <hi>my Princeſſes,</hi> that the report of all that had hapned, which had already reach<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed my ears, was not unwelcome to me. 'Tis certain, that, eſteeming and loving <hi>Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes</hi> as I did, I could not but be very joyful to hear of the greatneſs of his Actions, and the promiſe which the King had made him; and having never had any other Deſign but to make him my Husband, when decency ſhould permit, a ſucceſs ſo conformable to my inten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, could not but give me a great deal of ſatisfaction. Yet I endeavoured to moderate the Teſtimonies I might give of it, ſo that I might not too much diſcover the inclination of my Soul; and when the King came to viſit me, with <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> whom he was pleaſed to bring along with him, I received them both in ſuch a manner, that it was hard for indif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent perſons to judge of the inſide of my heart by outward appearances. The King could not diſſemble ſo (for grief is not ſo eaſily maſtered as joy) and whatſoever endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour he uſed, he had much ado to conceal his reſentment. He ſpake but little, and made no mention at all of what was paſt, being unwilling either to reproach me with the offence which I had done him in freeing <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> out of Priſon without his Orders, or to thank me for the means I had given that Prince to reſtore him to his liberty and Kingdom. His Diſcourſe was cold, and full of conſtraint, and after ſome words, far different from thoſe which he had formerly uſed to me: <q>Siſter, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I will do all that poſſibly I can, to repair thoſe faults which I may have committed, and in the mean time, I preſent the Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> unto you, whoſe Services can receive no other recompence, but the Princeſs <hi>Olympia.</hi> Speaking as your Brother, I ſhall ſay, that the greatneſs of his Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices are far above ſuch a recompence; but indeed he deſires no other, and I am engaged to procure him the poſſeſſion of you, by all the credit I have with you.</q> I caſt'd down my eyes at theſe words with ſome ſhew of confuſion, and judging that I ought to make a Reply unto the Kings Diſcourſe: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I know the obedience which I ought to render you at all times, when together with the quality of my King, you reſume that of my Brother, and I will endeavour ſo to regulate my will by yours, that you ſhall have no cauſe to condemn me.</q> 
                  <q>My will, <hi>anſwered the King with his former coldneſs,</hi> ſhall be ſuch for the future, that you may eaſily conform to it; and I ſhould be very ſorry, if I ſhould deſire any thing of you that might be diſadvantagious, or diſagreeable to you.</q> All the reſt of our Converſation was as cold as this, except it were the Teſtimonies which I gave the King of the joy I reſented for his liberty, and the good ſucceſs of his Affairs; and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> intermingled his Diſcourſe with ours, when he thought himſelf obliged to it by an handſom opportunity, behaving himſelf like a modeſt perſon, who did reſpectfully conſider the violence which the King offered to himſelf for his ſake. He went back with him, as he came in his Company: and at this firſt Viſit we could have no particular converſe together; but the next day having had the opportunity to entertain him with more liberty, I expreſſed to him the contentment I had in this glorious ſucceſs of his Arms, and the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>genious policy he uſed to gain <hi>Adallas</hi> his promiſe, by ſuch Diſcourſes as ſufficiently ſigni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied to him that I really loved him, and would willingly obey the King my Brother, when he ſhould order me to marry him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſpake nothing to me but in the language of Tranſports, which ſufficient<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly diſcovering his paſſion, he made me a thouſand Diſcourſes, which I cannot repeat to you, becauſe the ſame paſſion, made them to be without coherence and connexion; and before
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we parted, he deſired me to give him permiſſion to preſs the King as much as he could, to the performance of his promiſe. I ſaw him divers times beſides with a great deal of liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and I had the more facility to do it, becauſe the King did but rarely viſit me; and when he did, did it very privately, and did ſo reſtrain himſelf, that in his Converſation there was not a word intermingled concerning that love which I had ſo much deteſted. I underſtood by all manner of Tokens, that it was not extinguiſhed in his Soul; but I hoped, that when I ſhould be farther off from him, abſence might diſſipate it; or rather, that when I ſhould be far diſtant from him, I ſhould no longer be afraid of the effects which it might produce, being fully reſolved, as ſoon as he had beſtowed me upon <hi>Ariorbarzanes,</hi> to retire into <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia</hi> with him, and not to ſtay any longer in the King my Brother's Court, for fear of be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing importuned by him at a time, when it would be more difficult for me to bear with him.</p>
               <p>Divers dayes paſſed away, during which, the King rendred a great deal of honour and civility to <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> Treating him not only as a King's Son, but as a King to whom he had thoſe obligations which he had to him, and by all manner of careſſes and magnificent Preſents, he endeavoured to make him believe, that he would not be ungrateful to him for his good Offices; but he did not ſpeak a word of me: and <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who out of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect, delayed as much as he could to require the performance of his promiſe, was very much diſpleaſed to ſee that he made no mention of me, and took this ſilence for a very bad Omen. He was oftentimes about to ſpeak to him of it firſt; but the King alwayes de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prived him of all opportunities, by putting him upon Diſcourſes of a quite different Sub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject; and if he had found <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> to have been of a timorous and unconfident ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit, he would certainly have hindred him for whole years together, from being ſo bold as to open his mouth to that purpoſe. In the mean time he expreſſed a mortal ſadneſs in all his Actions; and whil'ſt his Subjects had made, and did every day make, Bonfires for the News that came of the abſolute Retreat of all the Garriſons which <hi>Merodates</hi> had left in thoſe Towns which he had taken, that fire unluckily kindled in his Soul, hindred him from aſſiſting at the other, and did ſo far deprive him of all ſenſibility of his own happineſs, that inſtead of appearing like a Conqueror, and as one Triumphant in the judgment of his peo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple, he could not have looked with a more ſorrowful countenance when he was Priſoner to <hi>Merodates. Ariobarzanes</hi> himſelf could not but look upon his misfortune with ſome pity; but as the cauſe of it was odious, ſo he could imagine no remedy for it; or at leaſt, the beſt he could find, was to haſten the execution of his Deſign, and to take me ſpeedily out of the ſight of that Prince, to remove me from his memory.</p>
               <p>In fine, not being able to continue any longer in that ſilence which the King did but too ſtrictly obſerve, and diſpoſing himſelf to ſpeak to him of it one day in my Gallery, where they were a walking together, after he had prepared his mind for it by his precedent Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, when the King ſaw that he could no longer avoid the hearing of that unwelcome propoſal, he was minded to prevent him, and looking upon the Prince with Paſſion lively painted in his eyes: <hi>Well,</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> Muſt I then needs part with <hi>Olympia</hi> to you? Ariobarzanes <hi>ſeemed aſtoniſhed at this Diſcourſe, and after that he had continu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſome moments without a Reply:</hi> You ſhall not part with <hi>Olympia</hi> as a Lover, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> but you ſhall beſtow her upon me as her Brother. Whether as a Lover, or as a Brother, <hi>an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered</hi> Adallas, I muſt keep my word; but you cannot exact it of me, and reduce me to the cruel neceſſity of a performance, without throwing death into my Boſome. <hi>Sir, replied</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>if your diſtemper were of ſuch a nature, as that it might be remedied by an Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of Generoſity and Franchiſe, you ſhould poſſibly find more of it in me, than you have reaſon to expect; and it may be I ſhould have enough to force my inclinations in your favour, if inſtead of a Siſter from whom you can never expect any thing, you loved a Princeſs which might enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain your affections: But believe it Sir, I do no way contribute to your misfortune; and though I ſhould quit</hi> Olympia <hi>you would have never the more ſatisfaction in the love you have for her: And in brief, though</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>were out of the world, the Princeſs</hi> Olympia <hi>would never marry the King her Brother. Well replied</hi> Adallas, <hi>with an Action full of Deſpair, That which the gods have Decreed, will come: And having ſpoken theſe words, he went and ſhut himſelf up in his Cloſet, and would ſee no body all that day.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being troubled at this Converſation, and highly diſpleaſed to ſee himſelf a great deal farther off than he thought, from the effect of his hopes, came to render me a Viſit, with a countenance which partly diſcovered the diſpleaſure he reſented; and as ſoon as he had accoſted me, not being able to diſſemble that which he had upon his heart; <q>I ſee Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> That I am not ſo near the Haven as <hi>I</hi> imagined; my Fortune is no more changed than <hi>Adallas</hi>'s mind; and I ſhall never ceaſe to be unhappy, becauſe he will never ceaſe to be ungrateful. Being inforced by the neceſſity of his Affairs, and the fear
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of death which threatned him, he gave me his word which he had no intention to keep; but either let him put me to death whil'ſt I am in his power, or let him not think to uſe me thus without anſwering it; and after that he hath gotten all the Services out of me which he could deſire, let him conſider more than once, that 'tis to no contemptible perſon that he hath engaged his word.</q> He uttered theſe words with ſuch an Action as I never ſaw him uſe before; but he had no ſooner acquainted me with the cauſe of his anger, but I found it to be very juſt, and conjectured, as well as he, that indeed the King had no deſign to perform his promiſe. I uſed all the Arguments that poſſibly I could to recompoſe his mind, and to mitigate his reſentments; but he was very uncapable of reliſhing my conſolations, neither was I in any good condition to give him any, really participating with him in his af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fliction; and when I would have preached patience to him, <hi>There is no patience in the world,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that can brook this uſage: If I do receive it, and you be not minded to attempt á ſecond flight for my ſake, and to truſt your ſelf to the conduct of a Prince to whom you have gi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven hopes of poſſeſſing you, will you pleaſe to conſent, That I ſhould Arm all the Friends which the world can furniſh me with, &amp; come in the Head of Fifty thouſand men to demand of</hi> Adallas <hi>the execution of his promiſe? All your intentions are very juſt,</hi> replied I, <hi>but the effects of them are not ſo eaſie; and beſides that, my Duty would oppoſe my retreat with you, which you ſeem to propoſe; the execution of it would be now impoſſible; and ſince my firſt flight,</hi> Adallas <hi>hath deprived me of all means to attempt a ſecond, therefore there is no thinking upon that; and as for the War you ſpeak of, I ſhould think my ſelf very unfortunate to cauſe ſo much blood to be ſhed upon my occaſion, and beſides, the diſtance is ſo great between your Countrey and ours, the paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſage by Sea ſo long, &amp; ſo difficult for the conduct of an Army, and the events of War ſo doubtful, that I ſhall never adviſe you to follow that way. What would you have me to do then,</hi> cryed the afflicted Ariobarzanes? <hi>And what means can I have to acquire you, if you diſapprove of all that I have left? I know not,</hi> anſwered I, <hi>and all that I can really proteſt to you, is, That I am ſenſible of our common misfortune as you can deſire, and I have ſtill ſome hope to ſee</hi> Adallas <hi>in a better mind, if we manage his ſpirit gently, not knowing that ever he received any reproach for having failed of his word.</hi> By theſe Diſcourſes, and ſome others, I diſpoſed the ſpirit of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> which was naturally very courteous, to moderate his reſentments, ſo long as things were not grown deſperate; and yet not to loſe the opportunity of ſolliciting the King in a mild way, and of moving him to a conſideration of his honour engaged in his promiſe.</p>
               <p>The next day the King who would not ſee any body after the laſt Converſation he had had with <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> came out of his Chamber, and came almoſt all alone to viſit me in mine. <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> whether out of Deſign, or by Accident, I know not, came in imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diately after, and I ſaw very well, that the King and he could not look one upon the other without changing of colour; but the King being reſolved what he would ſay to me, the Princes preſence could not hinder him; and beginning to ſpeak, though with a very ill aſſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red Action: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>If you could have Conquered thoſe ſcruples which hindred you from loving me, or rather, that ſtrong averſion which hath been the only cauſe of all the misfortunes of my life, by beſtowing your ſelf upon me, you would have married a King, and have worn a very conſiderable Crown upon your Head; but if you marry</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>how illuſtrious ſoever his Birth is, you can never hope to be a Queen; and the Scepter of the</hi> Arme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nians <hi>which is in his Brothers hands, ſo as it is never likely to come into his, will not exempt you from paſſing your dayes amongſt the</hi> Armenians <hi>as a private perſon.</hi> This Diſcourſe of the Kings being made in <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> preſence, did very ſenſibly afflict me, and fearing leſt the Prince being intereſſed and obliged to make a Reply, ſhould have done it too ſharply, I gave him a hint with my eye, that he ſhould leave the care of that to me, &amp; preventing him juſt as he was about to open his mouth: <hi>Sir,</hi> ſaid I to the King, <hi>Though the Prince</hi> Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes <hi>could never hope for Crowns, his Birth is ſublime enough to ſatisfie the Ambition of the greateſt Princeſs upon Earth; and the merit of his Perſon great enough, to make it pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferrible before the greateſt Kings: And beſides, if Fortune ſecond his Vertue, he may yet ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect a Crown; and it is probable, that he that did ſo valiantly defend yours, or rather, that ſo generouſly ſnatched it from your Enemies, to reſtore it to you, may make uſe of his Sword with the ſame ſucceſs, and Conquer one for himſelf. You may Madam,</hi> added the impatient Prince, who could no longer contain himſelf, <hi>You may add to that which your Goodneſs cauſes you to ſay on my behalf, That when the King your Brother was a Priſoner to</hi> Merodates, <hi>and ſaw his Throne turned Topſie-turvey, ſtanding in fear of the Enemies Sword which hanged over his Head, he made no ſuch reflection; but after he had repreſented very civilly to me, what nothing but Generoſity could oblige me to do in his Favour, without demurring upon the want of a Crown with which he reproaches me, he promiſed me the Princeſs</hi> Olympia <hi>for my recompence, Yes, cryed the King, quite tranſported with fury, Yes, I did promiſe thee</hi> Olympia; <hi>and ſince thou</hi>
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                  <hi>doſt demand the performance of that promiſe with ſo much rigor, I will inviolably keep it; it ſhall never be objected to me that I break it, and I acquit my ſelf of it from this moment, by put<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting</hi> Olympia <hi>into thy power, and giving thee leave to marry her. Did I promiſe thee any more? No Sir,</hi> immediately replied the Prince. <hi>I diſengage myſelf then of my word,</hi> an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered Adallas, <hi>in giving thee</hi> Olympia; <hi>Thou may'ſt marry her to day if thou wilt, but thou muſt reſolve to dye to morrow; I have promiſed thee</hi> Olympia, <hi>but I did not promiſe thee to let thee live in the poſſeſſion of her, nor to let him triumph over my life, who hath proved my Mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derer, in ſeeming the Defender of my people Reſolve thy ſelf upon this choſe when thou pleaſeſt; if there be any cruelty in it, thou haſt taught it me by thy example; and if thou canſt reproach me with any thing, 'tis not with falſifing my word.</hi> I was ſo troubled and ſo terrified at theſe cruel words of <hi>Adallas,</hi> that I had hardly any ſenſibility or underſtanding left; and I was ſo extreamly amazed, that I had ſcarcely ſo much power as to caſt my eyes one while up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the cruel <hi>Adallas,</hi> and another while upon the unfortunate <hi>Ariobarzanes.</hi> But the Prince did hardly ſeem to be moved at all, and looking upon <hi>Adallas</hi> with an Action full of ſcorn. <hi>The poſſeſſion of</hi> Olympia <hi>which thou offereſt me,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>is of ſo high a value, that thou ſhalt not ſee me waver in the choice which thou preſenteſt to me; and ſince I cannot expect ſo glorious a recompence from ſuch an ungrateful and cruel perſon as thou art, without purchaſing it with my life, thou ſhalt ſee me yield it up to thy rage without regret, when thou haſt beſtowed that upon my love which thou oweſt unto it. Give me the Princeſs then to day, and ſince the gods do judge that I deſerve that happineſs for no longer a continuance, diſpoſe of my deſtiny to morrow as thou wilt. Thou ſhalt be ſatisfied,</hi> replied <hi>Adallas,</hi> more furious and more tran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſported than before; <hi>and thou may ſt, when thou pleaſeſt, enjoy a felicity which thou ſhalt ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vive but for one dayes ſpace. I have lived long enough for thy ends,</hi> anſwered Ariobarzanes, <hi>ſeeing that from the miſerable eſtate wherein I ſaw thee implore my Valor to ſave thy life, I have brought thee into condition to threaten and attack mine. If I offer any violence to thy life,</hi> interrupted <hi>Adallas, and if I ſacrifice it to my misfortune, 'tis according to thy own will; but if thou loveſt it ſo well, as to free me of my promiſe, and to content thy ſelf with any other re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>compences but</hi> Olympia, <hi>thou ſhalt know that nothing but my misfortune makes me ungrateful, and that 'tis my deſpair, rather than my inclination, that tranſports me to cruelty.</hi> Keep thy ſelf, <hi>replied the Prince,</hi> keep thy ſelf to thy Propoſition, as I continue firm to mine; except <hi>Olympia,</hi> thou haſt nothing in thy power but what is far below me, and the leaſt of my Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices; and with <hi>Olympia,</hi> whom thou oweſt me, I prefer the death which thou preſenteſt me with, before thy Friendſhip to thy Crown.</p>
               <p>During this Diſcourſe, having had time to recover out of my former aſtoniſhment, and to conſider the intereſt which it did concern me to take in that conteſtation, I did not per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit it to go any farther without interruption, and not judging it convenient to diſſemble a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny part of my thoughts in that extremity of Affairs: <q>Do not think, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> Prince of <hi>Armenia,</hi> That thy life and perſon are ſo inconſiderable to me, that I can conſent to the cruel agreement which thou makeſt with this ungratefull man; I ſhall be thine if the gods have ſo decreed it, whatſoever <hi>Adallas</hi> can do to hinder it; but I will not be thine only for a day, neither oughteſt thou to accept of any condition not common to us both; though the Propoſition of this Barbarian ſhould be put in execution, his Fortune would not be one jot the better; and though he were not my Brother, he hath rendred himſelf too unworthy of any hopes that he might have for the widow of <hi>Ariobarzanes.</hi> Reſerve thy life then for that which the gods have ordained it for; and if Heaven will not permit me to be thine, be aſſured that I will never be any mans elſe.</q> 
                  <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treamly moved at my words, threw himſelf at my feet, notwithſtanding the preſence of <hi>Adallas,</hi> and all his conſtancy could not hinder him from bedewing them with ſome tears. The King not being able to endure this Action, and the words that I had ſpoken, which fil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led him with diſpite, flung out of the Chamber in a furious Tranſport, after that he had a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain proteſted that he would keep his reſolution; and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſtaying there after him, made me ſuch tender, and ſuch paſſionate Diſcourſes, that I could not forbear ſhedding an abundance of tears, and comforting him by the promiſe which I often made him. That I would beſtow my ſelf upon him, as ſoon as I could do it without putting his life in danger.</p>
               <p>We parted for that day without taking any reſolution, and we met again for ſome dayes after to ſeek out the moſt probable expedients to remedy our misfortune; but in the mean while, the noiſe of what had paſt being ſpread over all the Court, filled it with aſtoniſhment and confuſion; and the vertue of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being dear to the <hi>Thracians,</hi> his Birth being known, and the memory of the great Actions which he had done in their favour being freſh, and the Kings promiſe divulged and received with joy, there was not a perſon in the Court to whom this laſt effect of the Kings ingratitude was not odious, and who did not
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take the liberty openly to murmur at it. At laſt the chief of the Council, being aſſembled, went to the Palace, and ventured to repreſent to the King the conſequences that might en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſue upon this proceeding of his, as well by the averſion which he would cauſe in his peoples minds by the continuance of his failings, as by the danger of a War which he might draw upon him, cauſing <hi>Armenia,</hi> and the greateſt part of <hi>Aſia</hi> to take up Arms againſt him. And in brief, they remonſtrated ſo many things to him, that though he heard them with im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patience, and at firſt flew out with a great deal of violence, yet at laſt he told them, that he would think once more what he had to do, and the next day he would acquaint them with his reſolution.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, if on one ſide I afflicted my ſelf, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being full of fiery in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dignation, dreamed of nothing but revenge; and beſides the intereſt of his love, conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring the injurious uſage he received, as an outrage which a Prince ought not to endure, he already thought of Arming all his Friends and Allies! Ah! <hi>'Tis too much,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>'tis too much, to endure the ingratitude of a Barbarian patiently, and I ought not to have ſuffered ſo much, without making of him feel the effects of my juſt reſentment; I ſhall not be ſo for ſaken yet by the King my Brother, and the Princes our Allies, but that I can intereſs them in my quarrel. I will cover the Sea with Ships, and face</hi> Bizantium <hi>with other Sails than thoſe of</hi> Merodates: <hi>which I burnt; &amp; other Troops than thoſe of</hi> Cherſoneſus, <hi>which I defeated for that ungrateful man: I may poſſibly put him again into the condition out of which I freed him, and it may be I may ſee him again in ſuch an extremity, that he ſhall be glad to receive peace, &amp; to offer me</hi> Olympia.</p>
               <p>He had paſſed a whole Night in theſe imaginations, and the day following he was already fully reſolved, when, contrary to his expectation, he was informed that the King was coming to viſit him. He did ſo little look for this Viſit, conſidering upon what terms the King and he parted, that he was ſurprized at it; and the King was come into his Chamber, before he had determined how to Treat with him. The King accoſted him with a ſerene countenance, (though with a little care, one might have obſerved a great deal of conſtraint in it) and without deſerring to acquaint him with the occaſion of his Viſit: <hi>I come,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>to beg your pardon for the faults which my paſſion made me commit, and to intreat you to impute all the ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fects of my ingratitude, to the ſame love whereof you are ſenſible, and which is the only cauſe of all our quarrels. I am reſolved to keep my word with you inviolably, and to put</hi> Olympia <hi>into your power, as a recompenſe moſt juſtly due to the greatneſs of your Services, and the merit of your Perſon. But becauſe it is only by your own word that we know that you are Prince of</hi> Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia, <hi>though I will make no queſtion of the Truth of it, yet to avoid the blame which other<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe I might incur, you may be pleaſed to give me leave to follow the Advice of my Council, who have deſired, that the keowledge whith you have given us of your Birth, ſhould be confirmed to us before that you eſpouſe the Princeſs. Yet I do not deſire to detain her here till we have received that confirmation; that time perhaps would ſeem too long to the impatience of your love, and I ſhall be willing my ſelf to ſend her out of my ſight as ſoon as may be, that in her abſence I may find a remedy for that cruel paſſion which hath been the cauſe of all my misfortunes. To morrow, without any longer delay, I will ſend her on Shipboard with you to go towards</hi> Arme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia <hi>under your Conduct; but you muſt allow her to be accompanied by ſome perſon of Quality amongſt my Subjects, and a Convoy agreeable to her condition; and you muſt promiſe me that you will not marry her, till you arrive at the King your Brothers Court, and have made your ſelf known to the princeſs, and thoſe that bear her Company to be the Prince</hi> Ariobarzanes. <hi>I owe this care at leaſt to</hi> Olympia's <hi>Quality, though I give abſolute credit to that which you have told me concerning your Birth, and you muſt not take it ill, that out of decency I obſerve this formality in an Action of this importance.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was almoſt raviſhed with joy to hear theſe words from the King, and being well aſſured that he could make the Truth of what he had told us concerning his Birth appear in <hi>Armenia,</hi> both to me and to thoſe that accompanied me; he found nothing diſadvantagious to himſelf in the Kings Propoſition, and therefore very readily embraced it. <q>Sir <hi>(ſaid he)</hi> it was alwayes hoped, that your Vertue would render it ſelf Miſtris of your paſſion; and that it could not abſolutely forget t ſelf, though it was obſcured with ſome Clouds which love might produce in the ſublimeſt Souls. I receive the honour you do me with a great deal of joy and reſpect; and I ſhall not be diſſatisfied, my ſelf to certifie the Princeſs, and the perſons of her Retinue of the Truth of my Birth, before I attain to the favour of enjoying her. I aſſure my ſelf, that the King my Brother will teſtifie to your Subjects how joyful he is of our Alliance; and that by this Action you will reſtore Tranquillity to your mind, and all its luſtre to your former Reputation.</q> After theſe words, and ſome others full of Civility, the King conducted him into my Chamber, where, to free me quickly out of the ſurprize I was in to ſee them come in together, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſidering what had paſſed between them at the laſt Viſit, he made me the ſame Diſcourſe
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that he had made to the Prince; he deſired me to pardon him for the diſpleaſures he had done me, and pray'd me to diſpoſe my ſelf to go the next day along with <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing unwilling any longer to be expoſed to a ſight of that which would alwayes hinder his Cure, and might poſſibly caſt him again into thoſe misfortunes which he had lately eſcaped.</p>
               <p>I do not deny, <hi>my fair Princeſſes,</hi> but that the Kings Diſcourſe filled me with as much joy as I was capable to receive; and though I endeavoured partly to diſſemble it, the jealous King perceived enough to renew his grief. I proteſted to him that I had no other Deſign but to obey him, and that whatſoever eſteem I had for <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> I had alwayes decla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red to him, that I would never give him any greater proofs of it, without the conſent of thoſe perſons to whom I owed that deference; I told him that I ſhould never have deſired to part from him, if I had not been too well acquainted with the bad effects which my pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence produced in relation to his repoſe and mine; and that ſince he deſired that I ſhould go, I would be ready when he pleaſed, promiſing him, according to <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s Exam<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple, not to marry him, till I knew him very well to be Prince of <hi>Armenia.</hi> The King ſeem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to be very much ſatisfied when things were thus agreed, he made very magnificent Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſents to the Prince and me, and deſired us oftentimes to pardon him, if he could not yet re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolve upon this ſeparation without ſome Teſtimonies of grief. We did not think it ſtrange, but did rather wonder very much that he was ſo ſuddenly inclined to a thing which a little before he ſeemed ſo averſe from.</p>
               <p>I will not detain you any longer with an unprofitable relation of thoſe things which or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinarily paſs in Actions of that Nature, I took my leave, and received the farewells of the whole Court of <hi>Thrace,</hi> where without vanity I may ſpeak it, I left ſome regret to thoſe perſons who were acquainted with me, amongſt whom I had the good Fortune not to be hated, and employed the reſt of that day in neceſſary preparations for my departure. The next day all things were ready, and the joyful <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> received me from the Kings hands to conduct me into a great and magnificent Veſſel, which <hi>Euribiades</hi> (a man of the greateſt Quality in <hi>Thrace,</hi> and one of the Kings chiefeſt Confidents) command<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed for my Conduct, with Two hundred men for our Convoy. We took our leaves of the King and the whole Court which accompanied us to the Sea-ſide, and there were ſome tears ſhed upon both ſides, though in the Kings face and actions I found more moderation than I had expected. At laſt we went aboard the Veſſel, and ſet Sail from the Port of <hi>Bizanti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>um,</hi> taking the way towards <hi>Armenia</hi> by the <hi>Egean</hi> Sea, with a Deſign to go by Sea to the fartheſt part of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> and finiſh our Voyage from thence by Land. I know not how to repreſent to you the joy which appeared in the Diſcourſe, and all the Actions of <hi>Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes,</hi> now he ſuppoſed himſelf to be upon the point of attaining to that which he account<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed his ſupreme felicity; what Tranſports he expreſſed to me in all his words, what Careſſes and Preſents he made of thoſe which he had received from the King, to thoſe that were of our Convoy, and what greater recompence he promiſed them when he arrived in <hi>Armenia.</hi> For my part, I confeſs, I was very much ſatisfied to ſee my ſelf freed from <hi>Adalla</hi>'s perſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cutions, and to ſee my ſelf upon the point of acknowledging freely the affections of a Prince very worthy of mine, and for whom I had conceived ſo much.</p>
               <p>We paſſed the hours in a very pleaſing Converſation, and I did more and more diſcover ſuch charms in the Princes diſpoſition, as redoubled my Amity. The memory of our paſt misfortunes began to grow out of date, and was left as far as <hi>Thrace</hi> behind us; and in ſhort, we thought our ſelves ſecure from all calamities, when Fortune made us know that ſhe was not reconciled to us, and that we had no reaſon to put any confidence in her conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nual volubility. We found our ſelves in greater miſeries, and more formidable dangers than thoſe which we had eſcaped, the Relation whereof you ſhall now receive, though I aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure my ſelf it will not be without aſtoniſhment and horror.</p>
               <p>We had ſailed four dayes with a favourable wind, and we had reaſon to hope for the ſame tranquility in the reſt of our Voyage, when I ſaw one of the chief of thoſe who had Commiſſion to conduct us, named <hi>Antenor,</hi> a man full of Valor, and upon whom ſince the beginning of our Voyage the Prince had beſtowed particular marks of his eſteem, come into the Cabin where <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was with me. He accoſted us with an Action which ſignified the importance of thoſe things which he had to acquaint us with, and addreſſing himſelf to the Prince, without ſtanding upon thoſe Civilities which he was wont to render us: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> Prepare your ſelf to defend your life with a ſmall number of men who deſire to dye at your feet. <hi>Euribiades</hi> hath lately acquainted us with the Kings intention, and ſhewed us an Order written with his own hand, by which we are commanded to throw you into the Sea, and to carry back the Princeſs to <hi>Bizantium, Euribiades</hi> is reſolved to put it in execution, though I have endeavoured as much as I could to divert him from it;
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and he hath now overpowred the reſiſtance which he ſound amongſt ſome of our Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panions, who were immediately ſtricken with horror at the News. There are above Thirty beſides my ſelf, who are reſolved to defend you to the laſt drop of their blood; you have almoſt ſuch a Number of Domeſticks who may Arm themſelves for the defence of their Prince, and for their own ſafety; and though our Enemies be thrice as many as we, your Valor will partly ſupply our weakneſs; and if we muſt periſh, as the danger is very great, we will firſt revenge our deaths by the deſtruction of ſome part of theſe Barbari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ans.</q> 
                  <hi>Antenor</hi> had leaſure to finiſh this Diſcourſe to us, by reaſon of the aſtoniſhment which had ſeized upon us at the beginning of it; and he had hardly done ſpeaking, not I ſcarcely begun to cry out with Tranſport, when we ſaw that Number of generous men come into the Cabin, who were minded to dye in the defence of <hi>Ariobarzanes.</hi> The Prince being quickly reſolved, advanced towards them with a very aſſured countenance; and whil'ſt his Domeſticks drew up about us, and armed themſelves with all ſpeed, <q>My Friends, <hi>ſaid he to them,</hi> There was little probability, that <hi>Adallas</hi> ſhould become vertuous, after thoſe Actions which he had committed; I am ſorry that your Generoſity caſts you into ſo great a danger for the love of me; but if I cannot diſſwade you from the Deſign which you have to expoſe your ſelves to death with me, let us dye at leaſt in ſuch a manner, that a good part of our Enemies may not rejoyce in our Deſtruction.</q>
               </p>
               <p>He had hardly done ſpeaking theſe words, but <hi>Euribiades</hi> plainly perceiving that his Deſign being diſcovered, he could not execute it but by open ſorce, appeared in the Head of his men at the Cabin-door. I thruſt my ſelf before him with a great cry, and being deſirous to try if I could divert him from his reſolution by my preſence; and my Diſcourſe, <q>
                     <hi>Euribiades, ſaid I,</hi> Do you ſo little conſider what you owe to your Princeſs, and will you murther him before her face, who ought to be her Husband, a Prince from whom you have received ſuch good Offices?</q> 
                  <q>Madam, <hi>briskly replied</hi> Euribiades, I am very ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry that I have received this Commiſſion; but my life lies at ſtake, if I do not obey my King.</q> 
                  <q>Begin with me then, <hi>cryed I,</hi> and make thy paſſage through my heart to hurt <hi>Ariobarzanes:</hi> Thou haſt no other way open to come at him, and thou muſt ſhed all my blood, before thou ſpilleſt the firſt drop of his.</q> As I ſpake theſe words, I kept cloſe to the door, being reſolved to be killed there, rather than give them paſſage; and I plainly ſaw that my words immediately raiſed a murmur amongſt thoſe men, and in con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cluſion drew Ten or twelve more of them to our Party, who with the ſame Courage as the firſt, came to join with them, and entred into my Cabin by the other door, which belonged to <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s Cabin. 'Twas the ſame way that <hi>Euribiades</hi> would have ruſhed in at with ſome of his Party, making ſome difficulty to paſs over me, and fearing to put me in danger of my life, betwixt the Swords ofboth Parties; but he found the Prince at the en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>try, who being compleatly Armed, and holding his Shield in his left hand, did ſo defend the paſſage againſt him, that the two firſt that came, fell dead at his ſeet. <hi>Antenor,</hi> and his Companions, with the Princes Domeſticks, amounting in all to the Number of Seventy men, or threabout, ranked themſelves about him, and did ſo encourage themſelves by his Valor, that they quickly made <hi>Euribiades</hi> know, that without loſing a good part of his men, he could not execute his Deſign: And tis certain, that if he had reſolved to ſorce his entrance into the Cabin, and to ſight in a narrow place, where he could not make uſe of all his advantages, though he had been a great deal ſtronger, he would have gotten no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing but ſhame and loſs; but judging that if they fought at large, the Prince, though en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dued with never ſo admirable Valor, would not be able with Threeſcore men to ſuſtain the brunt of a Hundred and ſixty, he commanded them to pull down the Boards of both Cab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ins, and to lay all the top of the Veſſel open. That which he commanded, was put in exe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cution with ſo much ſpeed, that within a few moments there was no ſeparation between the Cabins, and the reſt of the Veſſel; and the Prince was neceſſitated, to reſolve to defend himſelf by open force againſt his Enemies, who had liberty to aſſail him on every ſide; and ſo he did with ſuch prodigious effects of Valor, that his Enemies trembled at it, and were more afraid of his fury, than of as many men more as made up their Number. Few that came near him, retired without receiving mortal wounds at his hands; and ſometimes ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vancing before his Company, and flying amongſt the Barbarians like a Lyon, he killed the boldeſt of them, and made the reſt retreat to the ſide of the Veſſel.</p>
               <p>Whil'ſt theſe things paſſed, I ſent up cryes and prayers towards Heaven, and deteſting <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dallas</hi>'s black infidelity, I begged aſſiſtance of the gods with a face quite drowned in tears. Above twenty men of the Princes party were already ſlain, and above forty of our Enemies; when <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſeeing <hi>Euribiades</hi> eagerly purſuing his Deſtruction, and encouraging his men with his voice as much as was poſſible, he reſolved either to haſten his own death, or to be the death of that cruel man. Though he had alwayes had this intention, he was ſo
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cloſe beſet, that he had not the opportunity to put it in execution; but then deſpiſing all Dangers and Obſtacles, he flew immediately to him through all thoſe that defended him, and in ſpite of all their reſiſtance, he thruſt his Sword into his body up to the Hilts. This revenge (which for all that he could not execute without receiving ſome ſlight wounds) redoubled his fierceneſs, and ſeeing him fall dead amongſt his men. <q>Thou ſhalt not re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>joyce, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> in the Succeſs of thy Enterprize, and thou ſhalt not carry <hi>Adallas</hi> the News of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> death, now <hi>Euribiades</hi> is dead.</q> His men were not diſcouraged for all that; for he had a Nephew amongſt them, who being afflicted at the loſs of his Uncle, animated them to revenge it, and fell on amongſt the formoſt with a great deal of eagerneſs. What ſhall I ſay more unto you? The Combat was very hot, and was main<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained in ſuch a manner, that all the Veſſel ſwam with blood, and the Deck was covered with dead bodies; the cryes of the wounded and dying men reached Heaven with a ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible noiſe; and I did ſo accompany them with mine, and my Maids, who melted into tears round about me, that poſſibly there was never ſeen ſuch a ſpectacle of Deſolation and Terror.</p>
               <p>At laſt the valiant <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> after he had done things above all credibility, and had covered himſelf from head to foot with the blood of his Enemies, with the aſſiſtance of his faithful Defenders, had ſacrificed above a Hundred of them to his vengeance; but againſt Threeſcore and above that ſtill oppoſed him, he had not above Twelve or Fifteen left, and thoſe almoſt all covered over with wounds; and though by great good luck, and the aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſtance of his Arms he had received but very ſlight wounds, yet he was ſo wearied and ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, that he could hardly heave up his Arm, or hold his Sword; and there was great proba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility that ere long he would fall amongſt the reſt, conſidering that he was neither immor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal, nor invulnerable; when contrary to our expectation, the gods ſent in to our aſſiſtance three men which the trouble we were in had hindred us from diſcovering, and which inviro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned our Ship before that we had ſcarcely perceived them. This ſight having tranſported me with joy, I ran to the firſt men that I ſaw appear, and ſtretching out my hands to them in a ſupplicating poſture, I conjured them to aſſiſt againſt the cruelty of our Enemies. Without returning any Anſwer to my words, they did what I deſired of them; and after they had ſtayed a little while to look upon the inequality of the Combat, they grapled our Veſſel, and entred in it three places at once. They preſently aſſiſted the weakeſt ſide, and having eaſily, by reaſon of their Number, cut in pieces the greated part of our Enemies, the reſt of them threw down their Arms, and cryed out for Quarter.</p>
               <p>At the ſame time the Prince not being able to ſtand any longer for weakneſs and weari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, ſate down amongſt the dead bodies, leaning his back againſt the Maſt, and letting his Head and Arms fall into a careleſs poſture, not having ſtrength either to thank his De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fenders, or to ſtir out of his place. I preſently ran to him ſeeing him in that condition, and with the help of my Maids, diſcharging him of his Armor, I began to viſit his wounds, and endeavoured to ſtop his blood. They which had ſuccoured us, looked earneſtly upon me whil'ſt I was thus employed, and having ſeen the laſt effects of the Princes Valor with admiration, they gave order that the Chyrurgions which they had in their Company, ſhould viſit his wounds, and give him that aſſiſtance which was neceſſary. The Prince, through thoſe perſons that were buſied about his aſſiſtance, looking upon me with eyes that ſigni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied his acknowledgment and affection: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>The remainders of this life of mine are not worth the pains you take for their preſervation; and I ſhould conjure you to take leſs care of them, if they were not in a manner neceſſary for your Service ſtill. Your life,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied I, <hi>is too dear to me to be neglected, and there is no reaſon why you ſhould defend it with ſo admirable a Valor to no purpoſe.</hi> I ſpake theſe words to him, being full of a mortal appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſion; but it was immediately diſſipated by the ſearch and report of the Chyrurgions, who aſſured us, and made it evidently appear to us, that his wounds were of no importance, and that he would not be obliged, except he were ſo minded to keep his Bed the next day. When this aſſurance had expelled my fears, and had reſtored me to a condition of think<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing upon our Fortune. I charged <hi>Ericia</hi> privately to forbid thoſe men of ours that were left, and thoſe of <hi>Euribiades</hi>'s Party which were ſaved, to diſcover the Trutil of our con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition without my leave, fearing that I might be fallen into the hands of ſome perſons, who upon conſideration of ſome intereſt, might put me again into the power of the King my Brother. My will was exactly performed by <hi>Ericia,</hi> and they that enquired, were only told that we were <hi>Thracians,</hi> and were going upon important occaſions into <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>But obſerve, <hi>my fair Princeſſes,</hi> what our Fortune was, and how that pitileſs goddeſs did perſevere in perſecuting of us. I ſaw my dear <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> miraculouſly eſcaped from a great danger, and it is certain that I reſented this happineſs with all the joy that my
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Soul was able to receive, but it was the will of Heaven to check it with too ſevere a mode<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration; and the ſame deſtiny which brought in men to our aſſiſtance, cauſed us to fall into the hands of Pirates; they were Pirates indeed who had reſcued us, and the moſt cruel of thoſe who had eſcaped from great <hi>Pompeys</hi> Victories. At firſt, the ſtrangeneſs of the Spectacle which was preſented to their eyes, and ſome ſmall ſenſe of humanity in relation to the pitiful condition wherein they found us, made them for a few moments ſuſpend their ordinary barbarouſneſs; but when their firſt aſtoniſhment was diſſipated, and they had time to bethink themſelves, they diſcovered their ordinary condition, and quickly made us know into what hands we were fallen. They began to ſhare as their own Goods all that was in our Veſſel, they clap't all our Souldiers into the Chain; and as for our parts whom they judged to have ſome Authority over the reſt, they told us that we muſt reſolve to ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>port the change of our Fortune; that of free perſons we were to become ſlaves, and muſt diſpoſe our ſelves to live in that condition, or find out ſome means to redeem our liberty at a high rate. This Diſcourſe did ſo amaze me at the firſt, that I knew not what Reply to make; but I was much more ſurprized, when I ſaw the Commanders of the three Veſſels conſult together about their ſhares, and knew by the concluſion of their Diſcourſe that I was to be ſeparated from my dear Prince, and he to whoſe lot I fell, urged me to go into his Ship, <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> as ſeeble and tyred as he was, having heard this Diſcourſe, cryed out as well as I, and raiſing himſelf upon the Mattreſs whereon he lay, <q>You ſhall not part us, <hi>ſaid he to the Pirates,</hi> you ſhall not part us, except you part my ſoul from my body; and my weakneſs ſhall not hinder me from diſpatching the firſt that ſhall go about to execute this cruelty againſt us.</q> As he ſpake theſe words, he got quite up, whil'ſt I laying hold up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on his Arm, <q>No, <hi>Ariamenes, ſaid I,</hi> I will not leave you, unleſs I leave my life too; and theſe cruel men may more eaſily deprive me of that, than force me to go from you.</q> The Barbarians were not moved at all at this ſad Spectacle, and after that they had publickly de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clared that they would meet within a Month hard by <hi>Alexandria;</hi> he to whom I was ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pointed, taking me by the Arm, pulled me by force from <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> and with the aid of his Companions, carried me towards his Veſſel.</p>
               <p>The Prince being furious and deſperate at this ſight, ran to his Sword, either to ſeek his death in my defence, or to be the death of thoſe cruel men, but they ſell upon him being weak and diſarmed, and having gotten him down, they bound him faſt, and put him into a condition that he could not give me any aſſiſtance. I had time to ſee that Action before I went out of the Veſſel, and I was ſo much moved at it, that not being able to reſiſt this laſt attack of my misfortune, I fell into a ſwoond between the Arms of theſe men that carried me, and did not come again to my ſelf, till after I had been a good while <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>n the other Veſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſel, when that which carried away my dear <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> was poſſibly above a Thouſand Furlongs diſtant from me. I know not how to tell you, <hi>my fair Princeſſes,</hi> what I did or ſaid upon this terrible effect of my misfortune; all the conſtancy which I had made uſe of in all the other accidents of my life, abandoned me in this laſt, and exclamations ſeemed too weak to eaſe my grief; doubtleſs I had thrown my ſelf into the Sea, if I had not been carefully looked to and prevented. In fine, I did ſo torment my ſelf, that I was ſeized up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on by a violent Fever, which within a few dayes reduced me to ſuch a condition; that they deſpaired of my life. The only favour that I received from Fortune on this occaſion, and which indeed was of no ſmall concernment to me, was, that my faithful <hi>Ericia</hi> was the Companion of my Captivity, and none of my Maids but ſhe were permitted to follow me. The reſt of them ſell to the other Commanders ſhares; and I ſhould have ſadly deplored their misfortune, if my own had not been great enough to take up all my thoughts. 'Twas great deal of comfort to me to ſee <hi>Ericia</hi> near me, &amp; to hear and endure from her, that which her affection made her to ſpeak to defend me from Deſpair. But in a ſhort time my malady brought me to that paſs, that nothing was expected but my death; yet the gods were not pleaſed that that ſhould put a period to my misfortune; and being eſcaped by <hi>Ericia</hi>'s continual perſecutions, who in ceſſantly begged of me to preſerve my life for <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> and promiſed me that by the goodneſs of the gods, I might be permitted to ſee him once a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain, I continued in ſuch a condition for all that, that no body could know me. I always thought that this ſickneſs was my greateſt happineſs, and I have thanked the gods a Thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand times for ſending it me as a defence of my honour; for it did ſo efface that little beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty which the Commander of the Pirates had obſerved in my face, and upon which he had ſome Deſign, that finding ſome remainders of it, and ſeeing that in a Months time I did not mend at all, he judged me more proper for the Grave, than for his Love, and ſo left me at quiet.</p>
               <p>At the Months end we did not fail to go to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where the Pirate valuing me no more than another, in the condition wherein he ſaw me, ſold me to ſome Merchants of <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lexandria</hi>
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with whom he had Commerce; and ſome dayes after thoſe Mercants ſold us to <hi>Cornelius,</hi> in whoſe Service we have continued with the reſt of his Slaves above Two Months, juſt as you ſee us. I would not diſcover my ſelf, nor uſe any endeavour to recover my liberty, becauſe I remembred that <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had heard as well as I, when the Pirate who carried me away promiſed to be at <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and I did not doubt but if he could recover his liberty by any means, he would have affection enough for me to look after me, and to come to <hi>Alexandria</hi> in hope of hearing ſome News of me. The gods have been plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed that the effect ſhould be conformable to my expectation: for this day have I ſeen <hi>Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes,</hi> and I know that he is in <hi>Alexandria.</hi> If they permit that he be unfaithful to me, I ſhall only have prolonged my life for my greater misfortune, and to finiſh with a more violent grief than I ſhould have been ſenſible of amongſt the waves; but if he hath pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved his Fidelity, as I am willing to expect from his Vertue, and very great probabilities, I hope for a change in my Fortune as advantagious as I can deſire, and ſuch a one, <hi>my fair Princeſſes,</hi> as I would wiſh to ſee in yours.</p>
               <trailer>The End of the Second Book.</trailer>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="book">
               <pb n="55" facs="tcp:62615:300"/>
               <head>HYMEN'S <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. PART. VII.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Olympia <hi>having finiſhed her Story,</hi> Candace <hi>and</hi> Eliza <hi>return to their Lodging, where they are viſited the next Morning by</hi> Agrippa <hi>and</hi> Cornelius, <hi>who preſent the two famous Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ets</hi> Virgil <hi>and</hi> Ovid <hi>to the Princeſſes. Divers hanſom Diſcourſes paſs amongſt them, which being ended,</hi> Eliſa <hi>and</hi> Candace <hi>deſire</hi> Cornelius <hi>to give them liberty to take a ſoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tary walk along the Sea-ſhoar; He grants their Requeſt, though ſomewhat unwillingly, but appoints a Convoy to attend them at a diſtance to ſecure them from all ill accidents. As they are preparing to go,</hi> Olympia <hi>comes into the Chamber, and immediately after</hi> Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph, Ariobarzanes <hi>and</hi> Arſinoe <hi>come to viſit the Princeſſes. Their mutual Complements being ended,</hi> Olympia <hi>takes an occaſion to diſcover her ſelf to</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>who is infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nitely ſurprized with joy at the ſight of her. She goes with</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>and</hi> Arſinoe <hi>to their Lodgings, and leaves</hi> Eliſa <hi>and</hi> Candace <hi>to their intended Jorney. When they are all gone,</hi> Agrippa <hi>takes</hi> Ovid <hi>with him to his Chamber, and there engages him to give him a Relation of what had paſſed between the Princeſs</hi> Julia <hi>and himſelf; which having promiſed his love to</hi> Cipaſſis <hi>he does at large; and at the end of the Story,</hi> Agrippa <hi>is in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vited by</hi> Cornelius <hi>to ride out and meet the Princeſſes at their return from their walk.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HE Princeſs of <hi>Thrace</hi> concluded the Relation of her Adventures in this man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, and the two fair Princeſſes who had hearkned to it with attention and a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtoniſhment, no ſooner heard the end of it, but they were very deſirous to expreſs what intereſt they took in her Fortune whatſoever it might be. The Queen being not ſo ſad as <hi>Eliſa</hi> was, and conſequently more capable to par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticipate of anothers misfortunes, or at leaſt to expreſs her ſelf upon that occaſion, began the Diſcourſe; and preſſing <hi>Olympia</hi>'s hand with an Action full of the marks of her Amity. <hi>My fair Princeſs,</hi> ſaid the, <hi>I ſee very well that Fortune hath ſpared you no more than us; and that you may make the third with us, amongſt perſons of our Rank who have be en the moſt expoſed to her cruel perſecutions; but the gods be thanked that your miſhaps are arrived at their period, and by the coming of your well-beloved Prince, your condition is likely to be happily changed. I ſhall look upon that change with a great deal of joy,</hi> added the ſad Eliſa, <hi>or at leaſt,</hi> ſaid ſhe, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>calling her ſelf, <hi>with all the joy that can be reſented by a mind quite ſwallowed up of affliction. I do not deſpair,</hi> replied Candace, <hi>but that we ſhall ſhortly receive the ſame conſolation upon your Account; and if I may give credit to the preſage; which I have of your Fortune, you may very well expect it. May it pleaſe the gods,</hi> anſwered the diſſolate Princeſs, <hi>that your hopes may be well grounded; but I have ſo little hope left that no good will ever happen to me, which will not infinitely ſurprize me. I ſaid as much to you,</hi> replied the Queen, <hi>when I believed by all the probabilities in the World that</hi> Ceſario <hi>was ſlain in the Battel which he fought againſt</hi> Tribar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zus: <hi>and I had not much greater grounds to hope,</hi> added the Princeſs of Thrace, <hi>when</hi> Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes <hi>and I in the little Iſland, were reduced to extremities, from which we could not eſcape but by miracle.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> being unwilling to oppoſe their opinion, or at leaſt their Diſcourſe, made them no Reply, but with ſom tears which ſhe let fall from her fair eyes, and leaning her Head a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt <hi>Candace</hi>'s ſhoulder, with a pitiful and languiſhing Action, ſhe obliged her to bear her
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Company in her ſad employment. When they had taken a little Truce with ſorrow, they renewed to <hi>Olympia</hi> the offers they had made her; and after that they ſtayed a few mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments longer with her, they bid her good Night, and retired themſelves into <hi>Eliſa's</hi> Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, where they intended to lie together that Night. They were no ſooner come thither, but <hi>Candace,</hi> who had the deſire of going to ſeek out <hi>Ceſario,</hi> whom ſhe certainly believed ſhe had ſeen the day before alwayes preſent in her mind, began the Diſcourſe of him again to the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and repreſenting to her the comfort ſhe her ſelf would re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive by the ſight of Prince <hi>Tiridates</hi> her Uncle, found her abſolutely diſpoſed to accom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany her, in her walk that way.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> believed ſhe might oblige <hi>Cornelius</hi> to give them that liberty, without bearing of them company, when ſhe ſhould intreat him with the power ſhe had over him to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply ſo far with <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s ſadneſs, who deſired ſome hours of ſolitude. They were troubled how they ſhould do to find out <hi>Tiridates</hi>'s houſe by the name, not knowing the name of that Inhabitant of <hi>Alexandria</hi> to whom it belonged, nor deſiring to acquaint thoſe that accompanied them, that they had a premeditated Deſign to go and ſeek out that houſe; but <hi>Clitie,</hi> from whom they did not conceal themſelves in their converſation, partly ſatisfied them in that reſpect, telling them that ſhe had exactly obſerved the ſciattuion of that houſe in that little time they had continued there; and that they needed only to paſs along by the Sea-ſhoar, and when they were near it, ſhe knew the place very well. <hi>Candace</hi> might with as much eaſe at leaſt have cauſed her ſelf to be conducted to the houſe where ſhe had ſeen her well-beloved Prince, and in all probability that was the ſhorteſt way to find him again, but ſhe was afraid to expoſe him the to ſight of thoſe perſons who were to accompany her, and knowing with what dangers his life was threatned, if he wer known in thoſe Countries which were under <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s Dominion, ſhe choſe rather to deprive her ſelf of the ſight of him for ſome few dayes, that he might the better remain concealed, and to confide abſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutely in the diſcretion and goodneſs of Prince <hi>Tiridates,</hi> to whom ſhe was already behold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing for her life, and by his means ſhe hoped to convey News to <hi>Ceſario,</hi> and to receive News from him with facility.</p>
               <p>In this Deſign, and ſome hours of interrupted ſleep, the two Princeſſes paſſed away the Night, and the next day they roſe more early than they had been wont to do, and dreſſed themſelves with a negligence, which, as exceſſive as it was, could diminiſh nothing of their admirable beauty. When they were in a condition to be ſeen, <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving ſent to deſire permiſſion, came to give them Good-morrow, and brought along with them two men whom they deſired to preſent and make known to them for the excellency of their wit, and the reputation which they had acquired throughout the extent of the <hi>Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man</hi> Empire. Theſe were <hi>Uirgil</hi> and <hi>Ovid,</hi> two rare and famous men, who had been ſuffici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ently known to poſterity by the excellency of their writings.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Uirgil</hi> had contracted a very near Amity with <hi>Cornelius,</hi> as part of thoſe works which he hath left behind him do make mention; and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> who was a paſſionate Lover of Poetry, and very happy in his own compoſition, as his works yet extant teſtifie, had obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged him to leave <hi>Rome,</hi> to come and ſpend ſome time with him at <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and there to exerciſe his ſublime and ſtately Muſe with greater liberty than amongſt the troubles of the Court. <hi>Virgil</hi> was eaſily perſwaded to give his Friend that ſatisfaction, and being a man abſolutely addicted to knowledge and ſtudy, he employed at that time the greateſt part of his hours in the compoſition of thoſe famous works which have acquired him ſo much glory.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ovid</hi> was a man much different from <hi>Uirgil,</hi> and though he had as much inclination to Poetry, and more facility in it than he, or all the men that ever applied themſelves that way, and did often publiſh very excellent and admirable productions of his wit, yet he made uſe of Poetry as a divertiſement, and not as his principal employment; or rather he recreated himſelf with it as the beſt Interpreter he could employ in his amorous paſſions, wherein he had ſpent the better part of his dayes. As no perſon ever better knew, or better treated of Love than he; ſo poſſibly there was never any perſon that had better reſented it, and it was well known that he had had very good Fortunes and that the moſt Noble of the <hi>Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man</hi> Ladies had not been inſenſible of his affections. He had likewiſe, beſides the addreſs and charms of diſpoſition, againſt which it was difficult to defend ones ſelf, all the quali<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties which might make a man beloved, or render him worthy of eſteem. He was a Knight of <hi>Rome,</hi> of an illuſtrious Birth, which intituled him to the moſt eminent Rank. He had paſſed his dayes at Court, and upon divers occaſions he had given proofs of his Courage, which had acquired him the eſteem of <hi>Ceſar,</hi> of <hi>Agrippa,</hi> and of all the Warriors; no leſs than the excellency of his wit had gained him the general approbation, and particularly that of the Ladies, amongſt whom he was much careſſed &amp; favoured. He was come to <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>andria</hi>
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along with <hi>Agrippa</hi> whom he waited upon, more for the qualities he was Maſter of, and the eſteem he had for perſons of merit, than for the great power he had in the Empire, and in <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s affection, which daily drew both Kings and Princes to attend upon him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> preſented theſe two men to the Princeſſes, who had divers times heard them ſpoken of before, and received them with all manner of courteous entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment and Civility. <hi>Ovid</hi> being the greater Gallant, and the Politer of the two, fell pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently into Diſcourſe, and being, beſides the advantages which his mind had received from Nature, admirably well verſed in Courtſhip, and not ignorant of any thing that might ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der his Converſation agreeable, did eaſily perſwade the Princeſſes by his firſt diſcourſe, that he had very juſtly acquired the reputation which he poſſeſſed. <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> who had nothing ſo much upon their ſpirits as their paſſion, would willingly have beſtowed every moment of their converſe with the Princeſſes upon that, but beſides that the reſpect which they had for them, did partly deprive them of the liberty and boldneſs to declare their thoughts, the Company obſtructed the Deſign which poſſibly they had to do it, and they would have been very glad if they could have ſeverally diſcourſed their love to their Miſtreſſes; but they had taken an Order to pevent that, and <hi>Candace</hi> who had already ſuffered <hi>Cornelius</hi>'s firſt Diſcourſes with a great deal of diſpleaſure, and deſired to avoid them for the future, though ſhe could not do it more civilly, and with leſs danger of rend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring a man her Enemy of whom ſhe had great need at that time, and to whom ſhe acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledged her ſelf reduable, than by keeping her ſelf inſeparably cloſe to <hi>Eliſa:</hi> And in this manner ſhe did her Friend no leſs a good turn, to whom <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s growing paſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on had already given ſufficient ſuſpitions to make her very much afraid of it.</p>
               <p>This man being full of Vertue and Diſcretion, and naturally very reſpectful to perſons of <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s Sex and Quality, not having the confidence openly to declare in her preſence that which he had upon his heart, endeavoured to expreſs himſelf a little more covertly, and ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king an occaſion upon a Diſcourſe they had made before concerning ſome of <hi>Ovids</hi> and <hi>Virgils Works,</hi> and ſome gallant pieces of <hi>Cornelius</hi>'s, who was very happy that way: <q>
                     <hi>Of all the Number of us that are here,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I am the only ignorant perſon, and if</hi> Ovid, <hi>for that friendſhips ſake which is between us could make me participate of his admirable</hi> Genius I <hi>would ſerve my ſelf with it, as I aſſure my ſelf he hath often done, to declare under pretty Fictions the true reſentments of my Soul.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>The gods,</hi> replied <hi>Ovid, would have given you this advantage, if it had been neceſſary for you; but in the condition wherein you are, and the great confidence which your excellent qualities may cauſe in you, you have no need of thoſe Fictions which Poetry might furniſh you withall, to expreſs thoſe thoughts which with more boldneſs than any other perſon you may openly diſcover. I cannot agree with you,</hi> modeſtly anſwered <hi>Agrippa, in the flattering Diſcourſe you make me, and I find in my ſelf but little reaſon for that confidence to which you would perſwade me; but though I were ſuch as you repreſent me, or as poſſibly our friendſhip would make you deſire me to be, I could not find any thing in the knowledge of it, that might diſpenſe with that which we owe to perſons worthy of our reſpects; and when our Soul is once made a Subject to the Empire of a Beauty, and of a Beauty accom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panied with all other advantages, which may confirm its Domination; that boldneſs which carries us through in Combats, and dangerous Enterprizes, doth not accompany us before thoſe Soveraign Miſtreſſes, at whoſe feet our heart is diſarmed of all its Forces: The boldeſt man that is (if his boldneſs be not vitious, and do not paſs the limits which reaſon ought to preſcribe) loſes without doubt a good part of his Audacity, when being upon the point to venture himſelf, the Beauty which is predominant over his ſpirit, darts him an imperious look, wherein he may read the condemnation of his raſhneſs; or paſſes into ſuch a coldneſs, as freezes up all his hopes, and ſtifles his expreſſions in his mouth. Upon ſuch an Account as this, my dear</hi> Ovid, <hi>'tis advantagious to have a particular Addreſs to explain ones ſelf, and by this means a man doth not ſo raſhly commit himſelf to Fortune, which oftentimes is doubtful, and makes us fall into diſpleaſures, which by a reſpectful ſilence we might have avoided. Tis cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain,</hi> ſaid <hi>Ovid, That by a reſpectful or timorous ſilence, which tyes up the tongue upon theſe occaſions, one may ſecure himſelf from bad ſucceſs, but then he continues in a condition which poſſibly is not to be preferred before that which may be feared from a venturous Declaration; yet it is not that I approve of an indiſcreet preſumption, or think it convenient to manifeſt preſently to the perſon beloved the paſſionate thoughts a man hath for her; but in a little time, and with a little Diſcretion, one may eaſily find an opportunity, and do that handſomly and ſeaſonably, which at another time would be inconvenient. To this end, I have alwayes thought it neceſſary to prevent the Declarations of our love by ſome Actions that may make it known to the Party beloved, and to prepoſſeſs her mind by thoſe ſervices and effects of compliance which ordinarily are produced by that paſſion, before we venture to expreſs it by Diſcourſe; this way you are almoſt ſure of the event, before you put it to the hazard; and if the perſon</hi>
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                  <hi>beloved be averſe from your love, and is afraid of a fuller Declaration of it, than you have made by your Actions, ſhe will never give you way to put it to the venture, but will ſo deprive you of all confidence and opportunities, that if you have never ſo little prudence left, you will never expoſe your ſelf to it. I do not doubt,</hi> ſaid the Queen <hi>Candace</hi> to <hi>Ovid,</hi> interrupting him, <hi>but you have often practiſed the Leſſons which you give to others, and have been ſenſible ſometimes of that paſſion which you have ſo handſomly deſcribed in your writings. 'Tis certain, Madam,</hi> replied <hi>Ovid, that I have not lived thus long without loving ſomething, and that I have not received ſo much dulneſs and ſtupidity from Nature, as to have ſeen a great Number of conſiderable Beauties without any ſenſibility. But if you have loved,</hi> added the ſad <hi>Eliſa, being of the humor that you are, you did not ſuffer long before you diſcovered your love. 'Tis true, Madam,</hi> anſwered he, <hi>That I have loved, and have alwayes made my paſſion known to thoſe perſons, who took notice of it, and in this I have carried my ſelf differently according to occaſions, according to the humour, and ſometimes according to the quality of the perſons that I loved. Tot hoſe in whom I obſerved moſt facility, or moſt diſpoſition to receive my love, I diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered in almoſt before it was formed; but when I was to deal with thoſe that were more ſevere, I waited till time and my ſerviees had wrought ſome effect upon them; and if neither time nor my Actions rendred me that good Office which I expected, I ſerved my ſelf, as the great</hi> Agrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa <hi>lately told you, with ſuch inventions as my wit could furniſh me withall. Sometimes under other names, I let them ſee whatſoever my paſſion for them inſpired my Pen withall, and when by little and little I had reduced them to approve of my thoughts, and to grant me that the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon for whom I had conceived and expreſſed them, could not be offended at them; I did inſenſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly acquaint them with the Truth, and obliged them too to thank me for the reſpect I expreſſed to them by this Addreſs. Sometimes in Heroical Epiſtles, upon which Argument I have com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed ſome Elegies, which I perſwaded them to read; in the paſſions of</hi> Theſeus, Achilles, <hi>and</hi> Paris, <hi>I let them ſee my own; and when I knew that I had moved them to pitty</hi> Paris, <hi>I deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red them to beſtow the ſame compaſſion upon</hi> Ovid. <hi>I made uſe of divers other inventions which do not deſerve to be related to you; but I may truly ſay without vanity, that which way ſoever I went to work, and though I never addreſſed my ſelf to mean perſons, yet 'tis certain for all that, that of all the perſons to whom I diſcovered my paſſion, (which poſſibly have been a great Number) there was never any that was offended with it, or at leaſt that ever expreſſed any anger upon that Account that laſted above a day.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Company could not chooſe but ſmile at this Diſcourſe which <hi>Ovid</hi> made them with a great deal of grace and ingenuity, and <hi>Cornelius</hi> taking a hint: <q>You were very happy, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> and all perſons that have loved, and ventured to declare themſelves as you did, have not had the ſame ſucceſs:</q> He ſpake theſe words looking upon the Queen of <hi>Ethio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pia,</hi> who not being able to be ſo far Miſtreſs of her reſentment, as to forbear a Reply; <hi>'Twas,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>becauſe they did not follow his Maxims, and wait as he did, till their Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices had gained the heart of the Party beloved, before they ventureed to diſcover themſelves. Prudence,</hi> added <hi>Virgil,</hi> who as yet had not interpoſed in their Diſcourſe, <hi>is none of the vertues which ordinarily accompany love? and if</hi> Ovid <hi>had it either for the Companion or Guide of hie amorous Adventures, his paſſions have not been very violent. I have had,</hi> replied <hi>Ovid, thoſe that were violent, and thoſe that were moderate; and though poſſibly I have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented thoſe which were ſtrong enough to diſcompoſe that little prudence I might have received from Nature, yet in my loves I have made little uſe of the aſſiſtance of that vertue which is not over-familiar to perſons of my humour, and have gone by another path, which the long uſage of that Paſſion, and the inclination I have naturally to it, might have tanght me above a great many other perſons; and thence it is, that poſſibly I have had better ſucceſs in my petit amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous projects, than our</hi> Cato<hi>'s and Philoſophers would have had with all their prudence. And to anſwer</hi> Cornelius<hi>'s Diſcourſe who accounts me very happy in compariſon of a great many others, I will confeſs my ſelf to be really happy, if I make my happineſs to conſiſt in a thing of nothing; and not being able to give my ſelf any other vanity, but only to cauſe the perſons whom I have loved, to endure the Diſcourſe of my love, I ſatisfied my ſelf with it, leaving to the more happy, and the more meritorious, the glory of having camſed love in others, which is far to be preferred before the ſpeaking of it only. You are very modeſt,</hi> ſaid <hi>Agrippa,</hi> looking upon <hi>Ovid</hi> with a ſmile, <hi>but we are better acquainted with your Affairs than you are aware of, and your feigned-</hi>Corinna, <hi>whom you have ſo handſomly diſguized to all the world, is not poſſibly ſo unknown to me as you imagine. Ovid</hi> bluſhed at <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s Diſcourſe, and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed ſufficient trouble to oblige <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who was of no diſobliging humor, to repent himſelf of what he had ſaid. <hi>Fear not,</hi> added he to recompoſe him, <hi>I will ſay no more of it; and that which you keep ſecret is ſo ſtill, ſeeing 'tis only the ſuſpition of your beſt Friend. Sir,</hi> replied <hi>Ovid, I have no ſecret worthy of you, which I would have concealed from you, if you had had a deſire to know it. I ſhall try that,</hi> anſwered <hi>Agrippa, perhaps before this day be</hi>
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                  <hi>paſt; and if you have any confidence in me, I promiſe you I will not abuſe it.</hi> Ovid made a Reply to this Diſcourſe with that reſpect which was due to ſuch a perſonage as <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa</hi> was; and <hi>Agrippa;</hi> whom his Dignities and the greatneſs of his Actions had not made proud, received his Diſcourſe very civily, and with a very good grace.</p>
               <p>Immediately after, <hi>Candace</hi> having winked upon <hi>Eliſa.</hi> according to the Deſign they had, that fair Princeſs, turning her ſelf towards <hi>Cornelius,</hi> prayed him to give them the op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portunity to walk a few hours that day along the ſhoar, and in the Neighbouring wood to take the Aire, and to entertain their ſad thoughts at liberty. <q>You may abſolutely com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand what you pleaſe, <hi>ſaid</hi> Cornelius, and you ſhall have Chariots ready at what hour you pleaſe, both for your ſelves, and for thoſe perſons whom you will receive into your Company.</q> 
                  <q>We two would be alone, if you pleaſe, <hi>replied the Princeſs,</hi> with our Maids, and the men that ſhall be neceſſary for our Conduct.</q> 
                  <q>There is no likelihood, <hi>ſaid</hi> Agrippa, that you ſhould go out of the City ſo; and beſides that, it will be unconforma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to your Quality, ſince the Accidents that lately hapned to the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and to you Madam <hi>(ſaid he pointing to the Queen of</hi> Ethiopia) we ſhould be blamed, if we did permit you to expoſe your ſelves to the ſame danger.</q> 
                  <q>We have no more Enemies in this Countrey, <hi>added</hi> Candace and if you do not grant us this liberty as we deſire it, we will not receive it any otherwiſe.</q> Both <hi>Cornelius</hi> and <hi>Agrippa</hi> conteſted a long time with the Princeſſes to have permiſſion to bear them Company; but when they ſaw them fixed in thir reſolution, they were conſtrained to comply, only prevailing with them to conſent that Twenty men ſhould follow them on Horſeback at a little diſtance, to ſecure them in caſe of neceſſity, from ſuch Accidents as might arrive. The buſineſs was thus re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved, and the two Lovers did ſo much the more willingly ſubmit to the will of the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes, becauſe they aſſurd them that they deſired to be alone only for that day, and after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards they would not refuſe their Company.</p>
               <p>A little after they went forth to give the Princeſſes liberty to prepare for their going a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>broad, and to go to Dinner, the hour being near at hand; but they would not think upon either, before they had ſeen the Princeſs <hi>Olympia,</hi> to know the condition of her body, mind and fortune ſince the laſt Night; but as they were going out of their own Chamber to go to hers, they ſaw her come in with a more aſſured countenance than ſhe had at their laſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terview. <q>I am reſolved, <hi>ſaid ſhe to them,</hi> to make a full diſcovery of my Deſtiny to day, and whatſoever it pleaſes the gods to ſend me, I hope to know it before Night.</q> The two Princeſſes expreſſed a great deal of joy to ſee her ſo healthful in body, and ſo quiet in mind as ſhe ſeemed to be, and confirmed her by all manner of reaſons in thoſe hopes which ſhe ought to conceive. They had not ſpent half an hour in this Converſation, but they ſaw <hi>Cornelius</hi> come back into their Chamber, who came to them, and told them, that <hi>Philadelph</hi> Prince of <hi>Cilicia, Ariobarzanes</hi> Brother to the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> his Siſter, having underſtood that the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians</hi> was in the Palace, were come to viſit her, and deſired permiſſion to ſee her.</p>
               <p>If the Habit of a Slave wherewith <hi>Olympia</hi> was diſguized, had permitted <hi>Cornelius</hi> to obſerve the emotion which his words had wrought in her, he would have perceived that they operated otherwiſe upon her, than they did upon the Princeſs to whom he addreſſed them; and the illuſtrious Slave had no ſooner heard them, but in ſpite of all her aſſurance, a trembling ſeized her from head to foot. Yet how ſweetly was ſhe ſurprized, when ſhe heard the Pretor ſay, that the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> was with her Brother; and when by that Diſcourſe ſhe had reaſon to judge, that ſhe doubtleſs was the fair unknown with whom he was found, and to whom he addreſſed his innocent Careſſes, which had cauſed her ſo much trouble; and yet the Relation ſhe had heard of the death of that dear Siſter, did oppoſe her hopes, and not knowing what ſhe might expect, with a great deal more tranquility than before, ſhe left what might befall her to the conduct of the gods. She had neither time nor liberty to expreſs theſe different thoughts wherewith ſhe felt her ſelf aſſaulted; and at that very moment the Queen <hi>Candace</hi> having caſt her eyes upon her, to let her know what ſhare ſhe would take in the intereſt ſhe would have in this Viſit, eaſily obſerved the agitation of her Soul.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa</hi> having anſwered <hi>Gallus,</hi> that theſe perſons which in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended to honour her with a Viſit, ſhould be very welcome, that the houſe of <hi>Armenia</hi> had been long allied to that of <hi>Parthia,</hi> and for that reaſon, and for their particular merit, ſhe ſhould be very glad to ſee a Prince and a Princeſs, whoſe death was ſpread by ſame throughout all <hi>Aſia;</hi> and as for the Prince of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> though he had made War againſt the King her Father, and was a near Kinſman and a Friend to <hi>Tigranes</hi> King of the <hi>Medes</hi> yet the Relation ſhe had heard of his Vertue, ſhould cauſe her to give him ſuch a reception as was due to him. She had hardly finiſhed this Diſcourſe, when <hi>Agrippa</hi> entred into the
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Chamber, leading the Princeſs <hi>Arſinoe</hi> by the hand, and with them <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and <hi>Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ladelph,</hi> whoſe gallant Garb, as well as the admirable Beauty of the Princeſs, at the firſt dazled the eyes of thoſe they came to viſit; but their admiration was mutual, and the rela<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion that <hi>Philadelph</hi> and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had heard of <hi>Eliſa's</hi> Beauty, was ſo far below what they found them ſelves, and what they obſerved at the very firſt ſight in the fair Queen of <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> that they could not expreſs their firſt aſtoniſhment but by ſilence. Their firſt ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions were in ſuch terms as are ordinary upon ſuch an encounter amongſt perſons of that quality; and all the Diſcourſes, which a rationally conceived eſteem in ſo few moments could put into their mouths, were uttered with a great deal of grace and civility, by theſe admirable perſons. <hi>Arſinoe</hi> found in the entertainment of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and of the fair Queen, that which her rare and excellent qualities acquired her every where, and particularly, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt perſons capable to render without envy and injuſtice, that which is due to an extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinary merit; and the vertuous <hi>Delia,</hi> ſeeing in the faces of the two Princeſſes, ſome things beyond her imagination, expreſſed her aſtoniſhment to them, in ſuch a charming man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, that they could not chooſe but give her a great ſhare in their affection at this firſt meeting. They were likswiſe very well ſatisfied in the gallant mind of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> but the Relation they had heard the day before of the brave Actions of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> having cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed them to caſt their eyes upon him with haſte and attention, they found him far more Comely, and farr more Handſome, than <hi>Olympia</hi> had repreſented him to them.</p>
               <p>In the mean while that Princeſs, who to ſee what paſſed without being ſeen, kept her ſelf cloſe in the obſcureſt part of the Chamber, was extaſied with an unconceivable joy, and not doubting by the things ſhe ſaw, but that this fair Princeſs, who had cauſed her ſo much jea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>louſie in ſo little a time, was the Siſter of her well-beloved Prince, and the ſame Siſter upon whoſe death ſhe her ſelf had beſtowed ſo many compaſſionate tears, ſhe undeceived her ſelf of her ſuſpitions ſo agreeably, that ſhe could hardly comprehend the ſatisfaction of her Soul; but her contentment was little leſs, to ſee ſadneſs painted in the countenance of <hi>Ari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>obarzanes;</hi> and obſerving how that prince, who was of a pleaſant and charming humor in Company, carried himſelf in this with a dejected countenance, and all the marks of a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>found Affliction. She ſweetly flattered her ſelf with the aſſurance that the was the cauſe of it, and ſhe could hardly forbear at that time from running to him with open Arms, and crying out to him, <hi>Behold your</hi> Olympia; but the preſence of ſo many perſons, before whom ſhe durſt not uſe that liberty, kept her in an uncertainty what to do, and made her obſerve attentively what paſſed, in expectation of an opportunity to diſcover her ſelf handſomly to the Prince.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace,</hi> in the mean time being not ſo ſad as <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and more capable to interiſs her ſelf in another's Affairs, looking upon her from time to time to view her countenance, and to diſcover part of her thoughts, was reſolved to leave her no longer in that condition; and ſuppoſing that ſhe ſhould do her no diſpleaſure in freeing herfrom it, ſhe put the Company, who had now ended their Diſcourſes of civility upon the ſhipwrack of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> and the Princeſs his Siſter, which had perſwaded all <hi>Aſia</hi> to believe their death; and after ſhe had expreſſed to the Princeſs the joy ſhe received upon her Account, at the falſeneſs of the Reports, ſhe obliged her to acquaint them in a few wordshow ſhe was preſerved from that ſhipwrack, and to make them a brief Relation, of the obligations ſhe had to Prince <hi>Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph,</hi> and of her moſt important Adventures. They equally admire in her Diſcourſe the grace of her utterance, and the Adventures which ſhe related; but when ſhe had partly ſatisfied the curioſity of thoſe that heard her, they turned their eyes all at once vpon <hi>Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes,</hi> who knowing what they deſired of him: <hi>I would make you,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>a Diſcourſe of my Adventures, which poſſibly you would find to be very ſtrange, and as ſurprizing at leaſt as my Siſters, if my mind were in the ſame condition with hers, and if, as ſhe is, Iwere re-uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted to the thing I love, or if I could only hope to ſee that perſon agaio for whom the remainders of this unfortunate life are preſerved.</hi> O how agreeably did theſe words ſound in <hi>Olympia</hi>'s ears, and how much was ſhe troubled to defer the diſcovery of her ſelf a few moments lon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger: Yet ſhe had the patience to hearken to the reſt of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s Diſcourſe, who ſtifling ſome ſighs and ſobs which had interrupted him; <hi>Nevertheleſs I will not refuſe,</hi> pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſued he, <hi>to give you that ſatisfaction, if you deſire it of me; and when this illuſtrious Compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny ſhall give me order, I will acquaint you at large with the ſtory of my misfortunes. You would very much admire,</hi> ſaid <hi>Candace,</hi> interrupting him, <hi>If ſome of this Company ſhould know almoſt as much as your ſelf; and ſhould not be ignorant of any particular almoſt of your love to the Princeſs</hi> Olympia, <hi>of your Conteſts with the King her Brother, of your ſignal Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctories againſt</hi> Merodates, <hi>and divers Accidents of your life, which you ſuppoſe to be unknown to all the World.</hi> 
                  <q>Truly Madam, <hi>replied the Prince changing colour,</hi> I am very much a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mazed
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                     <hi>already at what I hear you ſay, and I did not believe that the report of thoſe things which have befallen me, had reached ſo far as you.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>I know,</hi> added the Queen, <hi>a great deal more than common fame could acquaint me with, and ſo particularly too, that</hi> Olympia <hi>her ſelf ſcarcely knows more. Ah Madad,</hi> ſaid the Prince quite tranſported, <hi>In the Name of the gods inform me, who it was that gave you ſuch good intelligence, and give ſome beginning to the effect of thoſe hopes which I have conceived to find ſome conſolation in</hi> Alexandria. <hi>I have been conducted hither by an uncertain ſhadow of hope, conceived upon ſome words that were ſpoken by the Barbarians, when they forced my Princeſs from me; and if it pleaſe the gods that I may hear ſome News of her through your goodneſs, I ſhall not deſpair of their aſſiſtance. We learned what we know,</hi> replied Candace, <hi>from a ſlave which ſerves the Princeſs</hi> Eliſa; <hi>but ſhe ſpeaks of your Affairs in ſuch a manner, that it ſeems ſhe hath been very much intereſſed in them. Ah Madam,</hi> cryed the Prince more tranſported than before, <hi>do not deny me the favour to let me ſee that Slave, it may be ſhe is one of the Maids of that unfortunate Princeſs, and only to have the conſolation of ſeeing a perſon who belonged to her, I would willingly go to the end of the world. You ſhall not go far to ſee her,</hi> ſaid the Princeſs <hi>Olympia,</hi> quitting the place where ſhe was, and coming near to the Company, <hi>and if you can but know her, ſtill you will ſuppoſe that ſhe can tell you News of</hi> Olympia.</p>
               <p>At this tone of voice, and at this ſight, the Prince; who was already riſen up from his ſeat to go and look for that Slave, was ſo ſtricken with amazement, that he had hardly any ſenſe or knowledge left, and whil'ſt that <hi>Philadelph, Arſinoe, Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> did like<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe expreſs their aſtoniſhment at ſo unexpected an Adventure, <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> being im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moveable and ſilent; and having in the tone of the Slave obſerved <hi>Olympia</hi>'s voice, began to ſeek the features of his Princeſs in the Slaves face; but her ſickneſs and ſorrows had made ſuch a change in Three or four Months which had paſſed ſince their ſeparation, that at firſt he could hardly diſcern the remainders of that admirable Beauty which he had ado<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Olympia,</hi> who obſerved his aſtoniſhment, and penetrated into his thoughts: <q>I perceive very well, my dear <hi>Ariobarzanes, ſaid ſhe,</hi> that you wonder you do not find in my face that little Beauty which you loved in <hi>Olympia</hi>'s; but you ought not to be miſtaken, ſeeing her heart and her ſoul have ſuffered no change; and recovering all her joy and felicity with you, ſhe will likewiſe recover that little Beauty which ſhe openly loſt for love of you.</q> She had not gnite finiſhed theſe words, when the Prince, whoſe miſtake was ſufficiently cleared, not being able to Maſter his Tranſports before a Company that ſeemed to oblige him to ſome reſpect, had caſt himſelf at her feet, and embracing her knees with tears of joy, had his heart ſo oppreſſed, that expreſſing himſelf only by his Action, he continued a good while longer without being able to ſpeak a word. At laſt lifting up his eyes to ſee in that countenance which was ſo much changed, if it were his well-beloved Princeſs; <q>Yea, my Princeſs, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> yea, my adorable <hi>Olympia,</hi> 'tis your ſelf; and neither the unworthy Habit which you wear, nor the change of your countenance, can any longer conceal you from your faithful <hi>Ariamenes.</hi>
                  </q> Speaking theſe few words, and raiſing himſelf up again at the Princeſſes command, he once more fixed his eyes upon her Viſage with attention, and obſerving the leanneſs and the paleneſs of it, which rendred it quite different from what it had been a little while before, he could not hinder his affection from forcing ſome tears into his eyes, and drying them up with one of her fair hands, upon which he imprinted a great many ardent kiſſes. <hi>Ah! my adorable Princeſs,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>you have ſuffered very much and poſſibly I am the cauſe of a part of your ſufferings. You are the cauſe of them without doubt,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied the Princeſs, <hi>but 'tis that which makes them dear to me, and will make me love them as long as I live! Alas!</hi> anſwered the paſſionate Prince, <hi>it had been much better that all the troubles ſhould have fallen upon</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>and that his adorable Princeſs ſhould have been exempted from all the misfortunes which he occaſions her. I ſhould think my ſelf very unfortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate indeed,</hi> replied <hi>Olympia, if I by thoſe miſhaps which you repreſent to me, had not purchaſed the happineſs which hereafter I hope to enjoy with you; and all that have ſuffered through the cruelty of</hi> Adallas, <hi>the inhumanity of the Pirats, and the miſertes of Servitude, cannot but be very pleaſing to me in the recovery of</hi> Ariobarzanes.</p>
               <p>The Prince returned an anſwer to this Diſcourſe, throwing himſelf once more at her feet, and doubtleſs their mutual ſatisfaction would have enlarged it ſelf into a long Conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſation, if the perſons of the Company who were moſt intereſſed in it, had not deſired to take their ſhare in their Careſſes, as they had done in their Contentment. <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> as be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s Siſter, and almoſt as ſenſible of his Fortune as he could be, ran firſt to the two Lovers, and caſting her ſelf upon <hi>Olympia</hi>'s Neck, <q>What, <hi>ſaid ſhe, hugging her betwixt her Arms,</hi> Are you then that fair Princeſs to whom I am obliged for my Brothers life? That Princeſs ſo worthy of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi>'s violent paſſions, and the ſame for whom
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we ſail over the Seas, and for whoſe ſake we have viſited the ſhoar of <hi>Alexandria?</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <q>But you, Madam, <hi>anſwered</hi> Olympia, <hi>embracing her with an equal affection to her own,</hi> Are you that illuſtrious Princeſs, upon whom I beſtowed ſo many tears, without knowing her; and for whom, upon the Relation of your dear Brother, I had conceived ſo much eſteem?</q> 
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> being ſtrongly intereſſed in the happineſs of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> whom at that time, next to his <hi>Delia,</hi> he loved above all the perſons in the world, ſeconded her with a good grace in the expreſſions of her joy; and when <hi>Olympia</hi> ſaw her ſelf at ſome liberty from the Careſſes of thoſe illuſtrious perſons, <hi>Cornelius,</hi> who underſtood the Truth of her condition, approaching to her with a great deal of Reſpect, and a great many marks of con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſion: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>What puniſhment will you inflict upon him who hath Treated you as a Slave, and hath carried himſelf towards you otherwiſe than he ought to have done towards a Princeſs of your Birth? I will look upon you,</hi> replied <hi>Olympia, as a perſon to whom I am in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>debted for all my happineſs; and if you had not bought and kept this Slave,</hi> Olympia <hi>poſſibly had never ſeen</hi> Ariobarzanes. <hi>You your ſelf only,</hi> anſwered <hi>Cornelius, ought to be blamed for the unworthy uſage you have received; for I could not ſo much as gueſs at what I now un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtand, not without a great deal of confuſion. I will never complain,</hi> replied the Princeſs, <hi>of the employment you beſtowed upon me, in putting me into the ſervice of the fair Princeſs of the</hi> Parthians; <hi>and I would willingly have rendred her that out of mine own inclination, which I was obliged to do by the change of my Fortune. You have already had the goodneſs,</hi> ſaid <hi>Eliſa, to pardon the faults which my ignorance cauſed me to commit in relation to you, and I hope,</hi> continued ſhe, embracing her, <hi>that this day of joy and happineſs will make you forget all that is paſt. She ought to pardon you and I,</hi> added the Queen of <hi>Ethiopia, becauſe we take ſo great a ſhare in the change of her condition; and I will aſſure her for us both, that we are as ſenſible of it, as a moſt affectionate Siſter could be.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This good Company entertained one another in this manner, and beſtowed a great deal of time upon this Adventure; and they could have found matter enough to ſpend the whole day upon, if they had not believed it to be neceſſary to give the two Lovers liberty to repair by their Converſation, that which a cruel Abſence had made them loſe. <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> as being the Siſter of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> believed that ſhe ought to take the greateſt care of <hi>O<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lympia,</hi> and to that end ſhe deſired to conduct her to the lodging which <hi>Cornelius</hi> had ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pointed them, to deveſt her of her ſlaviſh Habit, and to render her the Offices which ſhe might expect from a Siſter. <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace</hi> were forced to yield to the preſſing in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treaty which ſhe made them to that purpoſe, and <hi>Olympia,</hi> who ſuppoſed that by the chang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of her lodgings, ſhe ſhould not be much farther off from the Princeſſes, for whom ſhe had a very great affection, nor ſee them leſs often than ſhe did before; and was glad beſides to entertain her dear Prince with liberty, conſented to <hi>Arſinoe</hi>'s deſire, and went out of the Palace, telling <hi>Cornelius</hi> with a ſmile, that ſhe would not make him loſe what he gave for his Slave.</p>
               <p>Theſe four contented perſons went to abandon themſelves to all the pleaſures that their vertuous love could permit, and the ſad <hi>Eliſa,</hi> with the troubled <hi>Candace,</hi> though they took a real ſhare in their joy, could not for all that ſee them go out of the Chamber in that hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>py condition, without expreſſing by ſome ſighs the grief they had in not being ſatisfied likewiſe in their own Fortune. The Deſign of their walk was not interrupted by <hi>Olympi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>a</hi>'s Fortune; and <hi>Candace</hi> was ſo far intereſſed in it, that ſhe did not doubt but that with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out incivility to <hi>Arſinoe</hi> and <hi>Olympia,</hi> they might leave them that day free, and ſo execute their intention; ſhe likewiſe thought it not convenient to interrupt them ſo ſoon, and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving eaſily cauſed <hi>Eliſa</hi> to approve of their thoughts, they prepared for their going forth.</p>
               <p>Immediatly after they had Dined, the Chariot which was to carry them, and the perſons which were to conduct them at a diſtance, as it was determined, were ready at the Stairs foot; and <hi>Candace</hi> being urged by her impatience, no ſooner ſaw them appear, but ſhe ſollicited <hi>Eliſa</hi> that they might be gone; yet they could not make ſuch haſte, but that <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Gornelius,</hi> whoſe love took up the place of all their other cares, were at their Chamber-door when they were going out, and gave them their hands to conduct them into the Chariot.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cornelius</hi> importuned <hi>Candace</hi> in that little time, with the continuation of his former Diſcourſes; and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who went about it with more reſervedneſs, as not having yet diſcovered himſelf, and ſaw that <hi>Eliſa</hi> carefully deprived him of all means to do it, was willing to make the beſt uſe of thoſe moments, to let her know a part of that which he had upon his heart. And to that purpoſe taking her by the hand, <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der you here a ſmall piece of Service, but I ſhall not be ſatisfied with my Fortune, if ſhe doth not give me opportunities of rendring you more important Services.</q> 
                  <q>I know
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very well, <hi>replied the Princeſs,</hi> that you are ſo generous, as not to avoid the occaſion of aſſiſting the miſerable.</q> 
                  <q>And I am at preſent ſo miſerable my ſelf, <hi>anſwered</hi> Agrippa <hi>readily,</hi> that I ſhall find no occaſion in your Fortune to exerciſe my Generoſity, or at leaſt thoſe Services muſt not be imputed to my Generoſity, which I ſhall render you upon the Account of a very ſtrong inclinat on.</q> The Princeſs bluſhed, and made no Reply to <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa</hi>'s words, who being emboldned by this beginning: <q>I know not, <hi>continued he,</hi> whether you will approve of the intention which I have to ſerve you to my Grave; but I will really proteſt to you, that this paſſion againſt which I did in vain deſend my ſelf, and which, by reaſon of its violence, I am forced to declare to you, is not eſtabliſhed in my heart, but with all the reſpects and adorations which are due to your Divine qualities and illuſtrious Birth:</q> As he made an end of theſe words, he drew near the Chariot, and that was well for the Princeſs, who being full of reſentment and grief, knew not what anſwer ſhe might return to a man whoſe love was troubleſom to her, and his merit and authority conſiderable. There was no Reply made to his Diſcourſe, but he judged by the counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance and action of the Princeſs, that ſhe was not well pleaſed with it, and he repented that he had not better remembred <hi>Ovids</hi> precepts, who told him a few moments before, that the Declarations of love ought to be prevented by Services.</p>
               <p>When the Princeſſe's Chariot was gone, he ſaid to <hi>Cornelius,</hi> that ſeeing they would not give them the liberty to bear them company, they might at leaſt be permitted to take Horſe in the Evening, and meet them at their return from their walk. <hi>Cornelius</hi> was of his mind, and approved of his Propoſition, by which he was confirmed in the ſuſpition which he had already conceived, that <hi>Agrippa</hi> was taken with the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians.</hi> He was glad that he had ſuch an illuſtrious Companion in his Deſtiny, and heartily praiſed the gods that his inclinations addreſſed not to <hi>Candace,</hi> and had not raiſed him up a Rival, which would have been very formidable to him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> was ſo blank and dumpiſh at the ſucceſs of his firſt Attempt which he had new<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly made, that he thought he could not for ſome hours appear in Company with his ordina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry countenance, and for that reaſon he entreated <hi>Cornelius</hi> to eaſe him of ſome ſmall bu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſineſſes which he had to do for the Emperors Service, and to permit him to retire a while in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to his Chamber, with an intentiod to ſee no body, till they mounted on Horſe-back as they had determined.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cornelius,</hi> being willing to comply with him in all things, accompanied him to his Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, where, by chance meeting <hi>Ovid, Agrippa</hi> would have him excepted from the Deſign which he had to ſee no body; and detaining him whil'ſt all the reſt retired, he took him with him into his Cloſet; and knowing very well that in a Love-matter he could not have a confident more capable to counſel and ſerve him, nor more diſcreet and affectionate to his intereſts, he ingenuoſly diſcovered to him all that was upon his heart, and made a naked confeſſion to him of his paſſion, and of all the thoughts which it had produced in his mind. <hi>Ovid,</hi> who was never an Enemy to amorous perſons, did not oppoſe <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s love by any Diſcourſe, but contented himſelf to tell him that he had made an excellent choice; and that this Princeſs, though a ſtranger, and born amongſt the Enemies of the <hi>Roman</hi> Name, was certainly very worthy of his affections, and that he had great probability to hope that ſhe would not be inſenſible of them. He offered him likewiſe in requital of the confidence he had in him, all the Services he was capable to render him; and did ſo flatter his paſſion, that he put him into a good humor, and filled him with hope.</p>
               <p>When <hi>Agrippa</hi> had a little diſpatched the melancholy that had ſeized on him, of a ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den looking upon <hi>Ovid</hi> with a pleaſant countenance, and throwing his Arm about his Neck: <q>Seeing you are my Confident, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> 'tis reaſon that I ſhould be yours too; and I ſhould have great occaſion to complain, if you ſhould have leſs confidence in me, than I would have in you.</q> 
                  <hi>Ovid</hi> having returned an Anſwer to theſe words with a great deal of reſpect, and having told <hi>Agrippa</hi> that he would make no difficulty to confeſs all things to him that were worthy of his knowledge. <q>You muſt then, <hi>ſaid</hi> Agrippa, not only con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feſs to me that that <hi>Corinna</hi> ſo much celebrated in your Elegies, is no other but the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs <hi>Julia;</hi> but beſides, you muſt freely and truly tell me all that is paſſed between that Princeſs and you, and do not diſſemble with a Friend, from whom you need not fear any bad Office for having made this confeſſion to him.</q> 
                  <q>Ah Sir, <hi>replied</hi> Ovid, <hi>ſeeming quite amazed,</hi> What opinion have you of me, and ſince when do you believe that I have forgot the reſpect which is due to ſo great a Princeſs, to <hi>Ceſar,</hi> and to Prince <hi>Marcellus?</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <q>Now you fail in your freedom towards me, <hi>anſwered</hi> Agrippa, and I will never receive the di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtruſt you have of me for an effect of diſcretion. I am a Servant of <hi>Ceſar</hi>'s as you know, and a very faithful Friend to <hi>Marcellus;</hi> but the intereſt which they have in <hi>Julia</hi>'s af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fections, ſhall never oblige me to do you a bad Office; and beſides you know, very well,
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that you poſſibly are not the only man whom <hi>Julia</hi> hath looked kindly upon, nor is it for the love of you that ſhe is reported not to have left her heart alwayes entire for <hi>Marcel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lus.</hi>
                  </q> To theſe words, <hi>Agrippa</hi> added others more preſſing, which <hi>Ovid</hi> not being any longer able to reſiſt; <q>Seeing you injoin me, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I will acquaint you with the truth of ſome things of very ſmall importance, proteſting to you for all that, that as ſlight as they are, no other command but yours, nor any other conſideration but that of obeying you, ſhould ever have drawn them out of my mouth.</q> 
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> having again confirmed the promiſe he had made him, not to make any ill uſe of the confeſſion which he was about to make him, he began his Diſcourſe in this manner.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>
                     <hi>The Hiſtory of</hi> Ovid, Cipaſſis <hi>and</hi> Julia.</head>
                  <p>THey which have reported that in ſome Elegies which I compoſed not long ſince under the Name of <hi>Corinna,</hi> I meant the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> either they intended to do me an ill Office, or elſe they were unacquainted with my thoughts; I do not ſpeak this Sir, ſince you have laid your commands upon me, that I deſire to diſguize any thing in the relation you deſire of me; but you will perceive by the real Diſcourſe that I ſhall make you, that I am not at thoſe terms with that Princeſs, as to take the boldneſs to deſcribe ſuch particular privacies, as neither <hi>Ovid,</hi> nor the greateſt Prince in the world durſt ever to have hoped for from the Princeſs <hi>Julia.</hi> 'Twas only to divert my ſelf that I have publiſhed ſome amorous follies, which either I was never ſenſible of, or if I did experiment any part of them, 'twas with perſons far diſtant from the eminent degree of <hi>Ceſar</hi>'s Daughter, whom I never look<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed upon but with that veneration which I ought to have for her; and from which her hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mor, though never ſo gallant, and free from ſeverity, never ought to give me a diſpenſation. I will ingenuouſly relate to you all that paſſed in all my trivial Affairs, wherein ſhe could have any intereſt, without any mention of the loves I have had for a great many other La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dies, part of which may poſſibly have made ſome noiſe; and as for the reſt, I will make it your divertiſement another time, as far as modeſty and decency will permit; but what De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign ſoever I have, not to ſpeak of the reſt, I am forced to ſpeak of one, without mention<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of whom I cannot come to the Relation you deſire of me, ſince of neceſſity ſhe muſt have a good ſhare in it.</p>
                  <p>I had long ſince broken <hi>Flavia</hi>'s and <hi>Emilia</hi>'s Chains, and had ſo ſtrugled with <hi>Sulpicia</hi>'s, that at laſt I regained my liberty, when Fortune conducted to <hi>Rome</hi> the fair ſtranger <hi>Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſis,</hi> whoſe beauty is known to you, and hath been eminent enough to make it ſelf re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>markable in <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s Court, and in that City which is Miſtriſs of the Univerſe. You know that ſhe was born in <hi>Germany,</hi> from whence ſhe was brought by <hi>Tiberius,</hi> when he reduced that Countrey to the obedience of the Empire, and led to <hi>Rome</hi> with divers o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Captives, which followed the Chariot of the Conqueror, and changed their free con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition for ſervitude. As for <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> you know that for her excellent beauty, and livers other quallities that rendred her conſiderable, <hi>Tiberius</hi> preſented her to <hi>Caeſar;</hi> and the Emperor, after he had expeſſed how highly he eſteemed of her, he gave her to the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs his daughter. She continued ſome dayes amongſt the reſt of <hi>Julia</hi>'s Slaves, among whom ſhe ſupported the change of her condition within an admirable patience; but a little after the Princeſs having obſerved in that Captive an uncommon beauty and extraordinary graces, raiſed her above the pitch of other Slaves, placed her near to her perſon, made her one of her confidents, and treated her with ſo much ſweetneſs, that the fair <hi>German</hi> ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied her ſelf to her Service more diligently, out of inclination, than ſhe did upon the Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count of Slavery.</p>
                  <p>You know that <hi>Julia</hi> hath admirable Charms, and ſuch obliging wayes of acting when ſhe pleaſes, and ſo attractive, that it is impoſſible to defend ones ſelf from them. In fine, ſhe uſed them toward <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> with ſo much goodneſs, that the illuſtrious Captive being obliged to her for her good uſage, and receiving every day greater proofs of her bounty, diſcovered to her concerning her Birth and Affairs, ſome things which till then were not known to any perſon at <hi>Rome,</hi> and are not yet known but to a few. Howſoever it was, (for this is not it which I am obliged to acquaint you withal in my Relation) the Princeſs had ſo much regard to them, that after ſhe had expreſſed to that ſtranger how much ſhe was diſpleaſed with her ſelf for having left her ſo long in a ſervile condition, and having em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployed her in Offices far below her, ſhe gave her liberty from that day forward, and offered her all the aſſiſtances that ſhe could deſire of her friendſhip.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> received her liberty of <hi>Julia</hi>'s liberality, and was very joyful that ſhe was no longer treated as a ſlave, but for all that ſhe would not retire from the Princeſſes Services, nor return to her Friends, from whom Fortune and the War had ſeparated her; but part<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly
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out of the affection which ſhe had conceived for the Princeſs, and partly it may be for other Reaſons which made her not deſire to return into her Countrey, ſhe made it her re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſt that ſhe might ſtay with her, and did ſo ſtrongly conjure her to retain her in her Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mily, that the Princeſs loving her very well, and having regard to the particular Reaſons which <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> might alledge to her, retained her near her, as ſhe deſired, treating her, as ſhe did divers young Ladies of illuſtrious Birth, and of the moſt Noble <hi>Roman</hi> Families, whom <hi>Julia</hi>'s high Rank engaged in her Service.</p>
                  <p>From this day forward <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> whom her former condition about the Princeſs had kept in obſcurity, began to be looked upon, and at the ſame time to diſcover divers excellent parts which acquired her the eſteem and inclination of divers perſons of quality. Becauſe I have been more particularly acquainted with her than you, tis not inconvenient for me to tell you, that beſides thoſe conporal advantages which you have ſeen in that fair ſtranger, ſhe hath beauties of the mind which are not ordinary; an admirable vivacity, a facility to expreſs her ſelf with a great deal of grace and eloquence, and a ſolidity of judgment, which ſeems to be above her Age and Sex. Her humor is the moſt pleaſant and frolick of all that ever I was acquainted with, and if ſhe were not ſenſible of ſome diſpleaſures in her For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, which ſometimes clowd her natural jollity, ſhe might create joy and divertiſement in all places where ſhe comes; and beſides, ſhe hath ſtrength of ſpirit enough to diſſemble her diſcontents in ſuch a manner, that few perſons could take notice of them; and I have oftentimes heard her ſay, that it is a great piece of imprudence, to trouble other perſons with our melancholy, who have no intereſt in it; but deſire our Company either for diver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiſement, or the eſteem they have of us.</p>
                  <p>Though ſhe was born in <hi>Germany,</hi> you know ſhe ſpeaks <hi>Latine</hi> as well as if ſhe had been born at <hi>Rome;</hi> and together with the Empire of the <hi>Romans,</hi> their language is ſo ſpread through all the Provinces which are under its obedience, that they are now but few of them where it is not underſtood by all ſorts of perſons and taught to all the perſons of quality. <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> being ſuch as I have deſcribed her to you, and as you partly know her to be, it was not eaſie for her to continue long in <hi>Rome,</hi> without making of her ſelf beloved and reſpect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by a great many perſons of quality; and to give every day occaſions of it, ſhe could not be better placed, than near the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> who was the Center of all Gallantry, or to expreſs it better, where all the magnificence and bravery amongſt the Noble <hi>Romans,</hi> and the Princes Tributary to the Empire who continued with <hi>Ceſar,</hi> diſplayed it ſelf every day with emulation, to comply with that gallant Princeſs. Her Court was alwayes compoſed of the beauty and flower of <hi>Rome,</hi> and twas for that reaſon that <hi>Ceſar,</hi> who did not al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes approve of her free manner of behavior, ſeeing her enter one day into the Amphi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>theater, attended by all the young Nobility, at the ſame time that the Empreſs came in, ſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed by the Senators, and the moſt venerable perſons, ſent to ask her, with a ſmart kind of <hi>raillery,</hi> If the Train of grave men that attended <hi>Livia,</hi> was not more conformable to her Dignity, than the young men which accompanied her? But the Princeſs was not vexed at this demand, but looking upon thoſe that were about her with a ſmile, <hi>Theſe perſons,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>will be old, when I am ſo.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>By the indulgence of the greateſt perſons in the world, I had free acceſs to the Empreſs, to the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> to the vertuous <hi>Octavia,</hi> and the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and there was no illuſtrious Family, nor eminent Company at <hi>Rome,</hi> where they did not do me the favour to let me come; and if I may ſpeak it without vanity, where they did not expreſs a deſire of my Company; but as my inclination alwayes carried me to pleaſure and divertiſements which we may enjoy with honour, rather than to places where others ſeek occaſions of ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vancing their Affairs; 'Twas without repugnance that I ſuffered my ſelf eaſily to be con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducted into the Company of the Ladies, and amongſt the Ladies, into the Company of the faireſt, the moſt gallant, and the moſt eminent. I went then almoſt every day to <hi>Ceſars</hi> Daughter, and that fair Princeſs gratified me above my merit, and engaged me more parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cularly to her Court, than I was to <hi>Livia</hi>'s, <hi>Octavia</hi>'s, <hi>Scribonia</hi>'s, or <hi>Ceſar</hi>'s own. Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides, the advantage which I had to be received into her Converſations with other perſons of quality which moſt ordinarily were ſo; my humor againſt which by great good luck, no perſon ever expreſſed any averſion, and ſome ſmall advantages which ſtudy, and my incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation might afford me above a great many ignorant perſons, gave me a more free acceſs than to divers others, into the Chambers of thoſe Maids who were brought up with <hi>Julia,</hi> and cauſed them to permit me ſuch liberties ſometimes, which they would not have pardo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned in other perſons.</p>
                  <p>'Twas by theſe particular Viſits that I diſcovered the Treaſures locked up in the perſon of <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> and that which I had not looked upon before, but with that approbation which all the world gave it, having appeared to me upon a more perfect knowledge in all its luſtre,
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engaged me to a more particular attention, and a little after to a greater intereſt; for in fine, though the beauty of <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> be one of the moſt rare and moſt accompliſhed, it did not for all that immediately dazle thoſe eyes that were accuſtomed to ſee the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> every day; but after I had begun to look upon her<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> with a little more exactneſs, by little and little, her excellent qualities diſcovered themſelves, &amp; produced that effect which they ought infallibly to do. The ſympathy which I thought I found in her humors, added no ſmall weight to turn the ſcale of my inclination; and tis certain, that at laſt I found her ſuch, that, if by the neceſſity of her condition, I had not been conſtrained to ſeek a remedy in my reaſon, <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> had ſtopped the courſe of thoſe wandring affections, in which I have not affected over much conſtancy, becauſe I had found nothing yet that could ſolidly ſtay them. She loved all the Sciences, ſhe was very knowing in all the productions of wit, and judged ſo acutely of them, that ſhe made it evident, that beſides an excellent wit, ſhe had had education far above the common ſort of her Sex. I diſcourſed with her ſeveral times in the Princeſſes Court concerning things indifferent, and in the preſence of a great many witneſſes, and in all things that I heard her ſay, I obſerved ſome part of that which I have lately told you concerning her wit, which inſenſibly raiſed a deſire in me to ſeek her Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſation, rather than her Companions. 'Tis certain, that at very firſt I found ſome ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs in it, which made me quickly foreſee, that this fair ſtranger would not be long indiffer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ent to me; and I yielded ſo eaſily, and with ſo much complaiſance to the natural inclination which drew me to her, that upon any other ſcore I ſhould not have rendred up my ſelf with ſo little reſiſtance.</p>
                  <p>The firſt particular Converſation that I had with her, was in the fair Garden of <hi>Scribo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia,</hi> whither ſhe had accompanied the Princeſs to walk. Beſides the Maids of her ordina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry Train, divers <hi>Roman</hi> Ladies waited upon her, and though <hi>Sulpicia</hi> whom I had loved long time, and had hardly left off loving, was there amongſt the reſt, left her to the firſt that took care to lead her, and whil'ſt divers other men of quality tendred the ſame Service to the reſt, I ran to <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> and proteſted to her, That do what ſhe could, I would not leave her all the reſt of that day, nor yield up to any man a Fortune which I infinitely eſteemed. <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> received the Service which I deſired to render, her with a great deal of Civility, and reaching me her hand in a very obliging manner. <hi>Is it poſſible,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, ſmiling, <hi>That in the faireſt Company of the World,</hi> Ovid <hi>ſhould addreſs himſelf to the ſtranger</hi> Cipaſſis? <hi>But is it poſſible,</hi> anſwered I, <hi>that the fair</hi> Cipaſſis <hi>ſhould believe till now, that</hi> Ovid <hi>had not wit enough to know how to diſcern that which is moſt beautiful and rare in thoſe Companies where he comes? 'Tis the knowledge I have of your wit</hi> (replied <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> walking in an Alley after the Princeſs, who was led by <hi>Marcellus) which cauſes my aſto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhment, and I cannot comprehend how</hi> Ovid, <hi>whoſe ſublime wit canot be ſatisfied with an ordinary Converſation, and whoſe Company is deſired and ſought after by the chiefeſt Ladies in the Empire, ſhould be willing to day to leave ſo many perſons of high importance, to amuſe himſelf in the Company of a dull</hi> German <hi>Maid, born and bred in remote Provinces, in the midſt of barbarous people; and one who being freed from Slavery but three dayes ago, can have contracted nothing in ſo ſhort a time from the illuſtrious Company with whom ſhe conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, which may make her Society tolerable.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Upon theſe words of <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> which ſhe ſpake ſmiling, I put on a more ſerious look, and beholding her with an Air which might make her judge, that the modeſty of her Diſcourſe could not make me diſpenſe with the reſpect which I believed was due to her: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>for your being born in</hi> Germany, <hi>and being fallen by the misfortune of the War into a Captivity, from which your vertue quickly freed you, you are never the leſs conſiderable, nor leſs worthy of our reſpects, than the moſt illuſtrious</hi> Roman <hi>Ladies, and thoſe to whom For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune hath been alwayes favourable; and whatſoever complaiſance I ought to have for my own Countrey, I ſhall not think I Injure it, if I ſpeak for that in the ſingle perſon of</hi> Cipaſſis, <hi>which I could have hardly found amongſt a great Number of</hi> Roman <hi>Ladies. Ah!</hi> Ovid, ſaid the fair Maid, interrupting me, <hi>you are not Maſter of all that Noble Freedom and Sin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerity for which I have heard you highly eſteemed; and you offend againſt Generoſity, in expo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing a poor ſtranger, whom you ſhould protect, to the raillery of ſuch a wit as yours. You are ſo well fortified againſt raillery,</hi> replyed I, <hi>and I am very well aſſured, that it is but in a jeſting way that you have accued me of it: And how,</hi> anſwered <hi>Cipaſſis, can you juſtifie your ſelf upon that Account? By making of you know,</hi> added I, <hi>and making you confeſs, if you will ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit to Reaſon and Truth, that amongſt all the Ladies whom you ſee here attending upon the Princeſs, I could not find ſo much beauty either of mind or body, as in your ſingle ſelf; and that the great Number of excellent parts which might render all the perſons of this Company conſiderable, if they were well divided amongſt them, are met together in</hi> Cipaſſis <hi>only, with ſuch advantages as the moſt intereſted</hi> Romans <hi>cannot but acknowledge an confeſs. You</hi>
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                     <hi>would oblige me,</hi> replied <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> with a little bluſh, which made her ſeem more handſome than ordinary; <hi>to give you a ſerious Anſwer to a Diſcourſe which deſerves it not without doubt, ſince it is not conformable to your thoughts; but howſoever it be, I cannot chooſe but tell you, that, if it were true, that you found any thing but reaſonable in me, the Authority of ſuch a Judge would raiſe ſo much preſumption in me, that poſsibly no modeſty would be proof againſt the vanity which I might conceive upon that ſcore. You may laugh at it if you pleaſe,</hi> ſaid I, with an Action no more ſerious than hers, <hi>but poſsibly 'tis true, that I am not ſo ill acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with the lineaments which compoſe a beauty, nor with the graces which form an excellent wit, but that the judgment which I ſhould make of it, would find Approvers; and 'tis truer yet, that in this which I have made for you, to the diſadvantage of this fair Company of La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dies, I have followed nothing but my thoughts and real inclinations.</hi> Ah! Ovid, <hi>replied</hi> Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſis, <hi>in a more pleaſing manner than before,</hi> If you think what you ſay, you have forgot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten that <hi>Sulpicia</hi> is in this fair Company. Theſe words, by which I might judg that the love which I had born to <hi>Sulcipia</hi> was come to the knowledg of <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> made me bluſh a little, and kept me for a few moments a little ſurprized; but as naturally I do not want confidence in ſuch Encounters, ſo I would not remain without a Reply. <hi>I am not ignorant,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>that</hi> Sulpicia <hi>is in the Number of thoſe fair Ladies over whom I have given you the ſuperiority; Neither are we ignorant, peradventure,</hi> ſaid ſhe interrupting me, <hi>that you have often given her the ſame ſuperiority with which you would flatter a poor ſtranger. That may be,</hi> replied I, very coldly, <hi>and 'tis certain too, that when I made her a Diſcourſe, coming ſomewhat near to that which you have heard from my mouth, I made it according to my heart and real thoughts. And how can it be poſsible,</hi> anſwered the merry <hi>Cipaſsis, that your heart and thoughts ſhould be ſo eaſily and ſo quickly changed, and that (if one may ſo ſay) you ſhould ſo eaſily tranſport from one ſubject to another the qualities which you have obſerved and eſteemed in them? It may be,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>that when I found in</hi> Sulpicia <hi>that which now I ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve more advantagiouſly in you, I had never ſeen the charming</hi> Cipaſſis; <hi>or that poſsibly my mind being prepoſſeſſed with ſome paſsion for</hi> Sulpicia, <hi>thought to find that in her, which in a more free condition I ſhould not have taken notice of. But how is it poſsible,</hi> added <hi>Cipaſsis, that that paſsion which hath made you judge favourably of</hi> Sulpicia, <hi>ſhould quit your heart in ſuch a manner, as that no ſign of it ſhould remain? And what remedy do you make uſe of, to cure your ſelf ſo eaſily of a diſeaſe which troubles a great many others as long as they live?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I was little confounded at this reproach, but I diſſembled it very well, and replied with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out being moved: <hi>Love may make it ſelf Maſter of our ſpirits with ſuch an abſolute Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, that it would be but vain to make uſe of any remedies to chaſe it thence: but likewiſe it may continue in ſuch terms, that reaſon may have ſtrength enough left to ſtruggle with it; and I may ſay without injuring</hi> Sulpicia<hi>'s merit, that if my paſsion had attained to that extremity, when all the endeavours which are uſed for the cure of it oftentimes prove ſenſleſs, and to which I might have come, if with a little goodneſs ſhe would have ſweetned the weightineſs of my Chains, I might without doubt have rendred up my laſt breath in</hi> Sulpicia<hi>'s Service; but the ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gors and ſcorns of that fair Lady, having ſtopped my paſsion in the midſt of its courſe, 'tis no great wonder if I have oppoſed it with more ſucceſs than I could have done, if by a little indul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gence</hi> Sulpicia <hi>had permitted it to come to its full ſtrength. You ſpeak,</hi> anſwered <hi>Cipaſsis, with more modeſty than truth, and by this Diſcourſe you rather, ſhew your Diſcretion, than ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe your Inconſtancy; for indeed 'tis not reported in Court, that the ill uſage of</hi> Sulpicia <hi>hath made you quit her Service. But if it pleaſe you to let me ask you a queſtion, it may be with too much liberty, I pray you tell me ſincerely, what aſſurance you will give to thoſe perſons whom you ſhall love for the future, to perſwade them that you will be more faithful to them, than you have been to</hi> Sulpicia, <hi>and the reſt that went before her? They,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>who are of an inferiour merit, can hardly aſſure themſelves upon that Account, what proteſtations ſoever are made them, but they which are ſo accompliſhed as</hi> Cipaſſis <hi>is, have no need of any other aſſurance to engage a Soul to an eternal Fidelity, than what they carry in themſelves, in regard of their beauty and other qualities which fix a Soul till death.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Cipaſsis</hi> was a little troubled at theſe words, and kept ſilence a few moments, as if ſhe had been at a loſs how to receive this Diſcourſe; but a little after ſhe recompoſed her ſelf, and reſuming the Diſcourſe in a little more ſerious manner than before: <q>I did not think to be brought in my ſelf upon this Diſcourſe, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> but I have drawn that which is hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned upon my ſelf, and I have preſſed you with indiſcretion enough to deſerve this Attack.</q> I thought by this Anſwer, that I had diſpleaſed her, and I was preparing to make an Apolo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gy, when the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> who turned at the end of the Alley, came cloſe to us, and called us both to her, to participate in the Converſation which ſhe had with <hi>Marcellus, Dru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus,</hi> young <hi>Ptolomy,</hi> and ſome <hi>Roman</hi> Ladies. The reſt of that day I could not ſpeak to <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> in particular; but by all her Actions, ſhe expreſſed that ſhe was not angry with me,
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and that ſhe had too ſolid, and too rational a ſpirit to amuſe her ſelf with thoſe things, with which thoſe which are weaker ſuffer themſelves to be diſturbed.</p>
                  <p>I confeſs, that ſince that day, I did not look upon her, as upon another perſon; or rather that I began to love her, and I continued afterward entangling my ſelf ſo, in the Charms of that fair ſtranger, that almoſt before I perceived it, I was become really amorous, and amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous with ſo much violence, as to be ſenſible of all the inquietudes that love makes us ſuffer, when it hath gotten the abſolute Soveraignty over our Soul. 'Tis certain, that I intertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed this love with a great deal of complacency, and of all the reaſons which I had to oppoſe it (which were not a few, conſidering the condition that <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> was in) I did not call in one to my aſſiſtance. I ſaw her every day with a great deal of liberty, and <hi>Julia</hi>'s houſe not being a houſe of conſtraint and ſeverity, I did not fear diſpleaſing of the Princeſs. By the frequent Viſits which I might render to the perſons that were about her, in all the Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſations I had with that Maid, I diſcovered new graces in her ſpirit; and though ſhe was naturally full of jollity and freedom, yet ſhe had ſo much reſervedneſs and modeſty, and made it evident by ſo many Teſtimonies, that her vertue was moſt ſublime, that I conceived no leſs reſpect than love for her. This was that which made me endure a little, and hindred me for ſome dayes from diſcovering my love unto her, out of the fear I had to diſpleaſe her. 'Twas not my cuſtom long to conceal what I had upon my heart, but I wont to diſcover my diſeaſe as ſoon as I was ſenſible of it, ſo that this conſtraint which I laid upon my ſelf for a ſmall time, made it ſelf obſerved in my perſon, altered my humor, and made a little change in my countenance. I became more dumpiſh and melancholy than ordinary, and my Friends oftentimes asked me the cauſe of it, and <hi>Cipaſsis</hi> her ſelf queſtioned me divers times about the change of my humor. 'Twas thereupon that I took the occaſion to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clare my diſeaſe, but it was in a very pleaſant and extraordinary manner. I was one day in her Chamber with none but her ſelf and the Maids that ſerved her; and after we had had ſome Diſcourſe together, by which ſhe was confirmed in the knowledge ſhe had of my melancholy, which was ſo much the more remarkable, becauſe that naturally I had a ſpirit very much diſtant from it: <q>But is it poſſible, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> that <hi>Ovid</hi>'s good humor, in the loſs whereof the whole Court doth intereſs it ſelf, ſhould be alwayes buried in griefs and cares, which render him hardly to be known; and if his good Friends cannot remedy them will there be never a one at all in whom he will have ſo much confidence as to declare the cauſe of them?</q> I anſwered theſe words with a ſigh which I could not retain, and a look which might partly have acquainted her with that which ſhe demanded of me, if ſhe would have taken notice; but ſeeing that ſhe did not, and that ſhe ſtill expreſſed a deſire to underſtand the real cauſe of thoſe cares that tormented me, and ſo much altered me, I roſe upon a ſudden from the place where I ſat near her, and went to her Table, where I ſaw Pen, Ink and Paper, whereupon I began to write what came into my fancy.</p>
                  <p>She loving Poetry very well, and knowing the facility I had that way, had oftentimes ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged me to make Verſes <hi>ex tempore,</hi> upon ſuch Subjects as preſented themſelves; and this time ſeeing me take the pen in hand, ſhe believed it was with an intention to compoſe ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>what, and riſing from her Seat, ſhe came, and ſtanding behind me, ſhe read over my ſhould<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er that which I wrote. She preſently ſaw that ſhe was not deceived in her conjecture, and that I was really writing theſe Verſes which ſhe read at the ſame time.</p>
                  <q>
                     <l>If the ſad Effects of Care</l>
                     <l>In my Face Impreſsion make,</l>
                     <l>Which my Sufferings doth declare,</l>
                  </q>
                  <p>I made a ſtop at the Third Verſe, as if I were to ſeek for a Fourth, and I ſtayed ſo long about it, that <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> who knew very well, that naturally I was not ſo ſlow in compoſing, deſiring to ſee the concluſion of that which a little whetted her Curioſity: <hi>Finiſh,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>what you have ſo well begun. I will finiſh it then,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>ſeeing it is your pleaſure;</hi> and taking the Pen, I added,</p>
                  <q>
                     <hi>'Tis for fair</hi> Cipaſſis <hi>ſake.</hi>
                  </q>
                  <p>Theſe laſt words compleated the Stanza, and having nothing elſe to write, I roſe from the place where I ſate, and turning my ſelf towards <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> though with a little fear and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſion, I perceived that ſhe was a little troubled at this adventure, but yet in ſuch a manner, that her aſtoniſhment did not ſeem to be accompanied with any mark of anger; and not being willing to give her time to be angry, upon the occaſion which I might have given her: <q>Divine <hi>Cipaſsis, ſaid I,</hi> in the Name of the gods do not receive with rigor the teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mony
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which I give you of a moſt pure and innocent paſſion; and do not impute to any want of reſpect the Declaration which I have made you, only out of the obedience I owe to you: The gods are my witneſſes, that the paſſion I have for you, produces no effect that you can condemn; and the moſt violent deſires it can give Birth to in my Soul, are only to ſacrifice my life and intereſts in the opportunities of doing you Service, as I have already ſacrificed my repoſe, my liberty, and all the thoughts of my Soul to the Beauty and Ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue of <hi>Cipaſſis.</hi> If you be offended with the preſent I make you of my ſelf, what can henceforward be accounted for an obligation amongſt men, and by what cruel error will the reward of hatred be beſtowed upon love, and thoſe puniſhments inflicted upon that which ſhould be worthy of more precious recompences?</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I ſhould have ſpoken more to this purpoſe, if inſtead of the diſpleaſure which I feared, I had not ſeen laughter, ſweetneſs and abſolute tranquility in the countenance of <hi>Cipaſſis.</hi> She had hearkned to me with a great deal of patience, and when ſhe ſaw that I left ſpeak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing: <hi>I underſtand your intentions,</hi> ſaid ſhe, ſmiling, <hi>but how do you think I muſt treat with you? As the Sovereign Miſtriſs of my life,</hi> replied I, <hi>but as a Sovereign full of goodneſs, and one that ought to incline rather to pity, than to reſentment. But ought not I,</hi> anſwered <hi>Cipaſſis, according to the example of our own Sex, ſeem offended at the Declaration you have made me, receive your affection as an injury, and forbid you at leaſt to ſpeak to me as long as you live?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>I have deſerved a great deal more,</hi> replied I, <hi>and I will never, murmur at the ſentence which you ſhall pronounce againſt me, You ſhall have no reaſon,</hi> added this charming perſon, <hi>and inſtead of making as if I were angry at the teſtimonies of your affection, I will tell you,</hi> Ovid, <hi>that it is very dear to me, that I am very much obliged to you for it, and do not count it a ſmall advantage to my ſelf, that he, amongſt all the</hi> Romans, <hi>who poſſibly is, moſt able to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cern the merit of perſons, hath adjudged me worthy, amongſt ſo many others, of his particular eſteem: I ſhall be beholding to you for it as long as I live; but this is not enough yet to acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge it as I ought, I will proteſt to you beſides, with all truth and freedom, that I do very parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cularly eſteem your perſon; and upon all the occaſions which Fortune may offer me, I will give you all the teſtimonies of it that you can deſire. Is not this a large progreſs for the firſt day? Too much,</hi> cryed I, quite tranſported, <hi>and infinitely above my merit and my hopes. But with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>all,</hi> replied <hi>Cipaſſis, know, that this firſt day ſhall be as the laſt, you ſhall always continue in the ſame condition in my affection as you are now in, and whatſoever you may do for my Service, ſhall never put you any forwarder. If you be rational, you will content your ſelf with that which poſſibly you expected not yet a while, and which I did not value ſo highly, as to make you wait longer for; and if you have not reaſon enough to ſatisfie your ſelf with what I may do in a way of acknowledging your affection, you may ſeek elſewhere for that ſatisfection which you ſhall ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver find in</hi> Cipaſſis.</p>
                  <p>Theſe laſt words did ſtrongly moderate the joy which the former had cauſed me, and ſee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing my ſelf cut off from the hopes which I might have conceived by her words, to which I was obliged to give abſolute Credit, by the proofs which I received of her ſincerity and free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, I knew not how I might receive my Fortune; but at laſt yielding to Neceſſity, or ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther preſerving ſtill ſome hopes, that by my Services, and the proof of an ardent and faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful paſſion, I might alter the reſolution of <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> and incline her ſpirit to more advantagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous terms in relation to my love, I ſeemed to be contented, and to receive the courteſie ſhe offered me, as infinitely elevated above my pretenſions.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Agippa</hi> interrupting <hi>Ovid</hi> in this part of his Narration: <q>You have related to me, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> as free, and as gallant a way of proceeding, as could be expected from the moſt rational ſpirit in the world; and though I alwayes did very much eſteem the fair <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> I confeſs to you, that for her manner of dealing ſo far from the artifice and affectation of many women, I conceive an opinion of her, which will make me look upon her for the future, with more conſideration than formerly I did.</q> Sir, <hi>replied</hi> Ovid, <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> is far more worthy of your eſteem than you think for; and without doubt ſhe would have a very great ſhare in it, if ſhe were perfectly known to you; but it will ſuffice me to confirm you in the opinion which you have conceived of her, to acquaint you in the continuation of my Diſcourſe, that this fair <hi>German</hi> proved very ſincere in the promiſe ſhe had made me, to gratifie me with her particular eſteem, and that in all meeting, I received all the teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monies of it that I could in reaſon deſire; but withall, ſhe kept her ſelf very ſtrictly with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in the bounds which ſhe had preſcribed to my hopes, and did not ſuffer me to conceive the leaſt probability of altering her reſolution. She alwayes kept her ſelf ſo equal in her Pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſition, that I never perceived any change; and I endeavoured in vain to move her to pity, or to a conſideration of the ills ſhe made me ſuffer, ſhe was alwayes inſenſible of them; or if at any time out of her natural goodneſs, ſhe felt any motion of compaſſion, that thought
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could not change its Nature, and turn from pitty, which was the original of it, into ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing that reſembled love. She ſuffered me to converſe with her with a great deal of ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, provided that the violences of my love did not intermix themſelves in our Diſcourſe; and when I ſuffered my ſelf to flie out, ſhe knew very well how to reduce me to that mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration which ſhe deſired of me, and to make me ſubmit to the Empire of reaſon, with an Authority accompanied with ſo much ſweetneſs and modeſty, that I never ſound any oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion, nor had ſo much as an intention to murmur at it. My great conſolation in the misfortune which I had to be deep in love, without any hope of being recompenſed, but only with good-will, was, that amongſt divers of the moſt illuſtrious <hi>Romans,</hi> whom her beauty had reduced into the ſame condition with my ſelf, and who ſighed deeply for her, there was none a greater Favourite than my ſelf, and ſhe made no difficulty to declare pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lickly how much ſhe preferred me before all the reſt; or rather, though ſhe treated them with all civility and handſomneſs, I was the only man by whom ſhe ſeemed not to be im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portuned. You know there have been ſome diſcontents about the advantage I had over them, and the young <hi>Albinus</hi> and I, had like to have had a great buſtling upon that quarrel, if our difference had not been decided by the Authority of the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> and of <hi>Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſis</hi> her ſelf, whom, only at that time, I ſaw ſo angry with me, that I had much ado to ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peaſe her.</p>
                  <p>In fine, ſeeing that my paſſion ſtopped not at thoſe bounds where ſhe would have it ſtay, and fearing that in time it might grow ſo ſtrong as to be troubleſom to her, and to render me miſerable, ſhe deſired to apply the remedy ſhe believed ſhe had, either to cure me, or to hinder the augmentation of my diſeaſe; and upon this Deſign, ſeeing me by her one day more ſad and languiſhing than ordinary, <hi>Ovid,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>The obligation I have to you for your good will, and the eſteem I make of your merit, ought not to permit me any longer to leave you in the opinion which without doubt you have that you may complain of me, and that with reaſon: And 'tis juſt that I ſhould acquaint you, that if I be not ſo ſenſible of the proofs of your affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on as you might deſire, 'tis not for default of any of thoſe parts which compoſe a man worthy of eſteem, but for ſuch reaſons as certainly you your ſelf will not oppoſe, when they are known to you. Upon this Deſign I will acquaint you with my Fortune, which hitherto you have been ig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>norant of, I having declared it to none, but to the Princeſs</hi> Julia, <hi>and deſiring that no body in</hi> Rome <hi>may know it but your ſelf. I have confidence enough now in your vertue and friendſhip to believe that you will make a right uſe of the ſecret which I truſt you with, and that when you ſhall find in my Diſcourſe ſome things contrary to the intereſt which you have taken in my per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, you will conquer it by your Generoſity; and inſtead of taking occaſions thence to do me a diſpleaſure, you will ſeek for opportunities to comfort me in my misfortunes.</hi> I was extraordina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rily moved at this Diſcourſe of <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> and deſiring to confirm her in the confidence ſhe had in me: <hi>You may be very well aſſured,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>that I will not abuſe the favour you are plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed to do me; and though poſſibly I might find my death in your Diſcourſe, I ſhall certainly ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer the moſt cruel one that can preſent it ſelf, rather than betray the ſecret you would truſt me with, or neglect any occaſion of ſerving you in a condition that 'tis poſſible for me to meet you in. I hoped no leſs,</hi> replied <hi>Cipaſſis, and you ſhall know further by the Diſcourſe I have to make you, that I have no ſmall confidence in you.</hi> Upon theſe words, after ſhe had given or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der that ſhe might not be interrupted, ſhe acquainted me with her Birth, with the Story of her whole life, and with things of ſuch importance, that the Relation of them would be far more handſom, and more agreeable to you, than that I have to make you, if I were per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted to repeat them to you. But Sir, I am forbidden to do it, and I beſeech you pardon me, if I do not ſpeak one word more to you of it in the Sequel of my Diſcourſe. You ſtrongly move my Curioſity, ſaid <hi>Agrippa</hi> to <hi>Ovid,</hi> and you have ſufficiently intereſſed me in the Fortune of <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> to make me deſire a more particular knowledge of it; but I am not ignorant to what you are obliged by your word, and I would not exact any thing of my Friends, which they cannot grant me without injuring themſelves. I will make no dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficulty, Sir, replied <hi>Ovid,</hi> to truſt you with any ſecret of my own, whenſoever you ſhall deſire to know it; but as for that which concerns another perſon, and a perſon whom I in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finitely eſteem, you know I have not the ſame liberty. In fine purſued <hi>Ovid, Cipaſsis</hi> ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted me with ſuch things as cauſed my aſtoniſhment, and if they were not capable to give an immediate cure to my love, at leaſt they made me know, that there was no more ground of hope upon that Account, and that I never ought to importune her who was the original of it, to that purpoſe. I was aſſaulted with a violent grief, but with a little ſtrength of ſpirit I found very conſiderable grounds of comfort in my misfortune, and I underſtood very well, that inſtead of having any reaſon to complain of <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> I was obliged as long as I lived, to commend the goodneſs which ſhe had expreſſed to me in a condition of For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune,
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when I ought not to have deſired thoſe proofs I received of it. I fell upon my knees before her, when ſhe had made an end of her Relation, and with a great many marks of ſorrow, I begged her pardon for the trouble I had put her to, and proteſted to her, That if it were not poſſible, to cure my mind of that paſſion, againſt which it could not defend it ſelf, I would regulate it, or manage it ſo at leaſt, that ſhe ſhould receive no proof of it that might diſpleaſe her. <hi>Cipaſsis</hi> ſignified to me with her ordinary ſweetneſs, that the teſtimo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies of my good will could never be diſagreeable to her; that ſhe deſired me only, if it were poſſible, to diſcard that part of of my paſſion which was moſt violent, and moſt contra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry to my repoſe, and to reduce it to a more rational Amity; and that now ſhe had acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed me with her condition, I would content my ſelf with that ſatisfaction which ſhe could give me; as for the reſt, ſhe would be willing that I ſhould converſe with her before Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, as I was uſed to do; and that neither by my Actions, nor my Diſcourſe, I ſhould make any diſcovery of what ſhe had declared to me.</p>
                  <p>I promiſed her all that ſhe required, and executed it as punctually as it was poſſible for me to do, endeavouring to forbear ſpeaking to her of my love, which had likely to have cauſed me a great deal of miſchief, and often made her pity me; but if it chanced through want of circumſpection, that ſome word ſlipped from me contrary to my intention, <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> did not want indulgence to compaſſionate my weakneſs, and to ſignifie to me, that the greateſt diſpleaſure ſhe could receive by the continuation of my love, was, for the harm I ſuffered by it, and not for the trouble it was to her. Mean time by her counſel, and for the intereſt of my own repoſe, I ſought for all the remedies that could be imagined to cure me of my paſſion: I endeavoured by the ſight of other objects, to free my memory from this per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſecuting thought, which was continually fixed there; and I did not only frequent thoſe Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panies where I formerly found divertiſements, but I Courted all occaſions to give birth to a new affection which might extude that which tormented me, and laid ſuch cruel con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtraints upon my happineſs.</p>
                  <p>'Twas no eaſie matter to expel the Idea of <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> out of my Soul, and it had made ſuch an impreſſion upon me, that certainly whatſoever inclination I might have had to change, I ſhould have loved that ſair ſtranger as long as I had lived, if I had not met with obſtacles in that Deſign which could not be removed, and againſt which I could preſerve no hope. But yet 'tis very true, that by the continual endeavours I uſed, and the firm reſolution I had ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken, I conquered the greateſt violences of my diſeaſe, and hoped in time for an abſolute cure of it. It fell out ſooner than I believed, and proceeded from a place whence I expected it not, and this is that which you deſire of me, and whereof I am going to make you an ingen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nous Relation.</p>
                  <p>The deſire I had abſolutely to rid my Soul of this importunate paſſion, made me more aſſiduous than before at the appartment of the Princeſs <hi>Julia;</hi> and the multitude of dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent perſons which I ſaw there every day, was no ſmall help to the cure which I ſought for. I was there one Night with a great many other perſons, and <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> was there too, the Princeſs entertained her a while in private, and a little after walking through the Chamber, ſhe came near to the place where I was, and having obliged by her Action, thoſe with whom I diſcourſed to leave me alone with her: Ovid ſaid the, <hi>I am jealous of the Amity that</hi> Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſis <hi>hath for you, and ſhe hath acquainted you with things which I thought ſhe would not have truſted any with but my ſelf. Madam,</hi> anſwered I, <hi>I will make no ill uſe of the ſecret which</hi> Cipaſſis <hi>hath committed to me; and if I were able to ſerve her in her Affairs, I am aſſured that ſhe would never repent her of the conſidence ſhe hath repoſed in me. We are ſufficiently acquainted with you,</hi> replied the Princeſs, <hi>to have that opinion of you, but I would have you know too,</hi> continued ſhe ſmiling, <hi>that you are obliged to me, and ought to thank me for the intereſt I took in the bad ſucceſs of your laſt affections. I was not ſo happy in my former,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>as to hope that Fortune would be more favourable to me in the reſt; but howſoever it be, I am not abſolutely miſerable in my misfortunes, if I have been ſo happy as to deſerve the pitty of our great Princeſs. I did really pity you,</hi> replied <hi>Julia, though in ſome ſort you merit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed your diſtiny, by beſtowing that to no purpoſe upon a ſtranger, which with more ſucceſs and ſatisfaction to your ſelf, you might offer to the faireſt, and the moſt ſublime amongſt the</hi> Roman <hi>Ladies.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I received the Princeſſes Diſcourſe with a proſound reſpect, and humbling my ſelf, as my Duty was: <q>I am not ſo blind, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> as to be jeſted out of the knowledge I ought to have of my ſelf; and that which is moſt fair, and moſt ſublime in <hi>Rome,</hi> cannot conde<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcend ſo low as <hi>Ovid:</hi>
                     </q> 
                     <q>Remember, <hi>added</hi> Julia <hi>with precipitation,</hi> the Heroical Epiſtle of <hi>Cephalus</hi> to <hi>Aurora,</hi> which you ſhewed me a few dayes ſince, and judge by that, that extraordinary men may elevate their thoughts as high as the goddeſſes themſelvs.</q> Finiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing theſe words with that <hi>Air</hi> and admirable grace which ſhe hath in all her Actions, ſhe
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left me at liberty to examine the words ſhe had ſpoken to me, and went to the other ſide of the Chamber to entertain the young <hi>Druſus,</hi> who began at that time to give her ſecret Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtimonies of that paſſion, which a while after publickly declared it ſelf.</p>
                  <p>When I was retired to my own private lodging, I made a long reflection upon <hi>Julia</hi>'s words; and the inclinations we naturally have to flatter our ſelves, made them ſeem very ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liging to me, and perſwaded me that they were not ſpoken without ſome Deſign. <q>Could it be poſſible, <hi>ſaid I in my ſelf,</hi> that <hi>Julia</hi> the greateſt Princeſs in the World, deſigned for the Empire of the Univerſe, and as highly elevated by her beauty, and the Charms of her perſon, as by the advantages of her birth, ſhould deſire, amongſt the great Number of her daily Conqueſts, to reckon the Conqueſt of poor <hi>Ovid?</hi> Or rather, that amongſt ſo many Kings and Princes of the moſt eminent rank in the World, which are upon their knees in continual Adoration of her, ſhe ſhould turn her eyes from the luſtre of their <hi>Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>adems,</hi> to let them fall ſo low as <hi>Ovid?</hi>
                     </q> 
                     <q>Remember, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that extraordinary men may raiſe their thoughts as high as the goddeſſes themſelves. I have not ſo much preſum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ption as to believe that I am a man extraordinary, neither have I ſo bad an opinion of my ſelf, as to think my ſelf a vulgar perſon; but in fine, whatever I am, I am certain that the words were addreſſed to me, and that the Princeſs ſpake them to me in the concluſion of a Diſcourſe, which doth not a little confirm me in the opinion which I might conceive there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon.</q> I added to this conſideration, the memory of divers other Actions, by which <hi>Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lia</hi> had alwayes expreſſed a particular eſteem to me; and at laſt I reflected upon the know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge I had of her humor, which was an Enemy to cruelty and to conſtraint. I was not ignorant, that though ſhe was engaged to <hi>Marcellus</hi> by an ancient inclination, grounded upon the merits of that Prince who was very worthy of her affections, and upon the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perors will, who deſigned <hi>Julia,</hi> and the Empire for him, yet ſhe had not obſerved an exact fidelity to that Prince, but had often given him cauſe to fall into Jealouſie; and I obſerved at laſt, that if ſhe did not really engage her ſelf to divers amiable perſons who made love to her, yet ſhe was well pleaſed tobe beloved by them, and did not puniſh the Declarations of their love with any rigorous uſage which might drive a lover to Deſpair. 'Twas in the Number of theſe that I thought I might liſt my ſelf, after I had muſtred up all that might perſwade me to my advantage to confirm my ſelf in that opinion. I believed then after I had ſufficiently flattered my ſelf, not that <hi>Julia</hi> loved me, but that ſhe would not be offend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to ſee me amongſt the great Number of her Adorers; and knowing that I was well ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with love, and had a particular Talent to manage it better than vulgar perſons, ſhe was willing that all that I could think or conceive of that paſſion, which ordinarily produ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces the moſt refined and delicate thoughts, ſhould have the divine beauties of <hi>Julia,</hi> for the moſt eminent aim that I could chooſe. The thought of being looked upon by that fair and great Princeſs for any reaſon whatſoever, did at firſt agreeably tickle my conceit, and gave me no ſlight blow to the perſecuting remembrance of <hi>Cipaſſis</hi>'s beauties; I was puffed up with a kind of pride, which made me judge, that the leaſt expreſſions of <hi>Julias</hi> good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>will, were able to comfort me for the repulſe I received in the paſſion I had conceived for that fair ſtranger; and having not only a good opinion of my ſelf, but ſome courage too, I reſolved to purſue my Fortune, and to try if it could be poſſible that I ſhould find any place in the Princeſſes eſteem.</p>
                  <p>'Twas not without a very great violence, that I reſolved to attempt the breaking of <hi>Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſis</hi> Chains; but beſides that, that paſſion was not grounded upon any hope which might authorize the continuance of it, I knew that inſtead of offending <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> I ſhould do her a pleaſure, in freeing her from my importunities; and that ſhe would not take it ill at my hands, that I had expedited my cure by all poſſible means, nor that I had ſought it in the ſublimeſt place that I could propoſe to my ſelf. I had no ſooner determined what to do, but I felt my ſelf half cured of my former paſſion; <hi>ſo true is it, that in love, as in diſtempers of another nature, Afirm reſolution is a good part of the remedy.</hi> Then I began to meditate in what manner I ſhould proceed with <hi>Julia,</hi> to let her underſtand, that her obliging expreſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons had elevated my Ambition; and thought I was no Puny in all the procedures of love, having by long practice gained a great experience in them, yet my love had never aſpired ſo high; and there was a neceſſity that I ſhould carry my ſelf after another manner towards ſuch a perſon as <hi>Julia</hi> was, than I had done towards the other <hi>Roman</hi> Ladies, upon whom I had formerly beſtowed my inclinations.</p>
                  <p>I ſee Sir, you cannot but ſmile at the little ſolidity there was in my pertenſions, and you will ask of me, what aim my intentions could have in loving (and that with Deſign rather than out of a violent inclination, wherewith I might have been prepoſſeſſed) the Daughter of <hi>Ceſar</hi> deſigned for <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who was one day to enjoy the Empire and her too, and from whom I could never hope any ſolid Affection: But to this I will anſwer you; Firſt,
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That in Affairs of this Nature, I ſcarcely ever made reaſon Umpire in my deliberations; but without ſounding the depth of Conſequences, I ſought my preſent ſatisfaction, when I could compaſs it without the hazard of my honour. And then let me tell you, that never having had any Deſign of marriage for thoſe perſons who were of mine own Rank, and by a far ſtronger reaſon not having folly enough to look upon <hi>Julia</hi> with that thought, 'twas indifferent to me, in relation to the end I aimed at, whether ſhe were deſigned for <hi>Mercellus,</hi> or abſolutely married to him: And in fine, never having loved, but to make my ſelf belov<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed if it were poſſible, I might endeavour to make my ſelf beloved by <hi>Julia;</hi> and in what condition ſoever ſhe ſhould be, the ſmalleſt Teſtimonies of her Affection could not be very advantagions to me.</p>
                  <p>He that will, may laugh at this manner of loving, but I will maintain, that 'tis the only way that can be conformable to a real love, and that thoſe perſons who ſeek for ſecurities and precautions in love, and do embark int that paſſion, till they have foreſeen the Conſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſequences, and the advantagious ſucceſſes of it, may be termed prudent, but not amorous; and engaged in a Deſign, but not abandoned to love. This Noble Paſſion admits not Phi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loſophy into its Counſels; and 'tis to ſuch as <hi>Demetrius</hi> and <hi>Anthony,</hi> and not to ſuch as <hi>Phocion</hi> and <hi>Cato</hi> that it is ordinarily addreſſed. My Soul hath alwayes been more ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dicted to honeſt pleaſure, than too ſevere a prudence; and 'tis that which hath rendred me more inclinable to love, and much more expert in it, than a temperate <hi>Numa,</hi> or a ſullen <hi>Fabricius.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>But to return to my Diſcourſe, I will tell you that my ſpirit being already filled with the <hi>Ideas</hi> of <hi>Julia,</hi> which did agreeably flatter it, laboured to find out ſome gallant and extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinary way to diſcover my audacious thoughts, and to let her underſtand, that I wanted not Courage to raiſe them as high as any ſcope would be given to my Ambition; but I had no need to torment my ſelf much for a thing which ſhe her ſelf did facilitate, and three dayes were not yet paſt ſince our laſt Converſation, when ſeeing me one Evening in her Chamber (where, as you know, the greateſt part of the Court do ordinarily paſs the Eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nings) and obſerving that I was retired alone into a Corner, with a penſive and melancholy Countenance, which was not ordinary with me, when my ſpirit was at liberty, ſhe came from her place, as ſhe had done the time before, and after ſhe had taken two or three turns about the Chamber, and ſpoken ſome words as ſhe paſſed by, to two or three perſons, to the end that it might not be obſerved by her Action, that ſhe had any particular Deſign, ſhe drew near to me, and accoſting me with her uſual Charms: <q>Well <hi>Ovid! ſaid ſhe,</hi> Will you not confeſs to me,</q> that you are now a thinking up on <hi>Cipaſſis?</hi> 
                     <q>No, Madam, <hi>an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered</hi> I, and if you command me to confeſs the Truth, I may ſay, that I do no longer dream of mortals, but elevate my thoughts as high as the goddeſſes themſelves.</q> 
                     <hi>Julia</hi> ſmiled at this Diſcourſe, and looking upon me with an eye that had nothing of ſeverity in it: <hi>Then you have thought,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>and reflected upon the Counſels which I gave you. I have ſo meditated upon them,</hi> replied I, <hi>that they have not been out of my memory for a mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; and I confeſs, that if it were as eaſie for me to render my ſelf one of thoſe extraordinary perſons whom you permit to look upon Divinities, as to have an inclination to raiſe my thoughts to them, I would never dream any more upon terreſtrial things. 'Tis no difficult matter,</hi> an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered <hi>Julia, for you to believe your ſelf to be an extraordinary man; and you are indued with ſuch uncommon qualities, that they who ſhould take you for an ordinary perſon, would be thought to want common ſenſe themſelves. Upon this aſſurance,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>I will gloriouſly ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture to preſent my offerings, and turn my eyes from all that is inferior amongſt men, to ſacrifice my Vows and Adorations to a great goddeſs. I know not what my Deſtiny will be, but though it ſhould be parallel to that of the audacious</hi> Ixion, <hi>a famous and illuſtrious Tomb is to be prefer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red before Crowns; and if a man muſt periſh by fall, 'tis better fall from Heaven, than from an ordinary Precipice. You have leſs reaſon,</hi> added the Princeſs in a merry faſhion, <hi>to doubt of your deſtiny, than another man who is leſs acquainted with the nature of goddeſſes than your ſelf, and by the ordinary communication you have with them, you know that ſome of them are terrible, and ſome of them are of a ſweeter diſpoſition.</hi> Minerva <hi>preſents her</hi> Gorgons <hi>Head to her lov<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers,</hi> Diana <hi>receives them with her Bow ready bent, and</hi> Juno <hi>armsher ſelf againſt them with her Husbands Thunder-bolts; but</hi> Aurora, Thetis, <hi>and the</hi> Ciprian goddeſs, <hi>as you have taught us, are not ſo cruel to them; and we do not read that</hi> Cephalus, Peleus <hi>or</hi> Adonis <hi>found their Graves in the rigor of thoſe goddeſſes they looked upon, as</hi> Ixion <hi>and</hi> Acteon <hi>did.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In brief, having made me perfectly bold by the encouragement ſhe gave me: <q>And the goddeſs <hi>Julia, ſaid I,</hi> for without an Error, we cannot hold her for any thing elſe but a goddeſs, ſeeing her original, her wit, and her Divine beauties are wholly Celeſtial; and ſhe beholds nothing amongſt men, but what is as much below her, as Earth is below Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven: The goddeſs <hi>Julia, I ſay,</hi> to whom all humane perſons owe their humble and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vout
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ſacrifices, which ſide will ſhe chooſe, either of the goddeſſes who are ſenſible of pity, or of the terrible goddeſſes?</q> 
                     <hi>Julia</hi> brake out into a hearty laughter at this Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, and not intending to leave it thus: <q>The goddeſs <hi>Julia, ſaid ſhe,</hi> ſince you are pleaſed to make her a goddeſs, is not a thundring goddeſs like to <hi>Juno,</hi> nor an armed god<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſs like to <hi>Minerva,</hi> nor a horned goddeſs like to <hi>Diana;</hi> neither doth ſhe approve of the pity of <hi>Uenus,</hi> becauſe it tranſcends the bounds which ſhe would preſcribe to hers: but ſhe doth not condemn the pity of <hi>Thetis</hi> and <hi>Aurora,</hi> neither doth ſhe believe that the Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vinities whoſe juſtice ſhould be equal to their power, could juſtly puniſh reſpectful Ado<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rations as things criminal.</q> 
                     <q>Since it is ſo, <hi>added I,</hi> and that our viſible Divinity doth not account our Adorations for Crimes, I make a Vow at the foot of her Sacred Altars, to of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fer to my laſt breath my humble ſacrifices to the goddeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> acknowledging her as our real goddeſs; by all the marks, and by all the advantages which may exempt her from the rank of mortal perſons.</q> 
                     <hi>Julia</hi> continued a while without making any Reply to this Diſcourſe, but a little after beginning to ſpeak with as pleaſant a countenance as before: <hi>You are not very wiſe,</hi> ſaid ſhe; <hi>but Follies of this Nature do not deſerve any great Chaſtiſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, and it may be I have Indulgence enough not to look upon them with Rigor.</hi> Having ſpoken theſe words ſhe left me, but not before ſhe had aſſured me by her looks, that I had not offended her, and that ſhe would not Treat me as a Criminal, though I ſhould continue what I had begun. For my part, I remained ſo well ſatisfied, that I could hardly contain my joy; and the perſons with whom I converſed afterwards, might very well perceive the change of my humor.</p>
                  <p>When the Princeſs had given good-night to the Company, I reconducted <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> to her Chamber, as I often did; and ſhe, who naturally is of the beſt humors in the world, having obſerved <hi>Julia</hi>'s Action, and the change of my humor, and by divers conjectures having, ſome dayes ſince, taken notice of ſome part of what had paſt in my Soul, could not chooſe but laugh when ſhe looked earneſtly upon me, and by her Action ſhe almoſt put me out of countenance. When we were come to her Chamber, where ſhe permitted me to ſtay a few moments longer; <q>Well, <hi>ſaid ſhe, in a fooliſh manner,</hi> Is it not true, that great gods do expunge ſmall evils, and that a great Fortune may eaſily comfort one for a miſhap of ſmall importance?</q> This Diſcourſe made me bluſh a little, but though I had an abſolute confidence in the goodneſs and diſcretion of <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> yet not thinking it convenient to ſpeak of things which in reſpect of <hi>Julia</hi>'s Dignity ought to be ſo precious to me as to be kept ſecret; and believing that <hi>Cipaſsis</hi> did not ſo much deſire it, I would not preſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly open my heart to her upon that Subject, but anſwering her with Diſſimulation: <q>I know not, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> what you mean, when you talk of great good, and great Fortune; but Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven is my witneſs, that I never knew any more high, or more real, in relation to my ſelf, than to ſpend the remainder of my dayes in your Service; and ſetting aſide thoſe impoſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibilities which you have oppoſed me with, wherein I can only complain of my own De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtiny, there is no Fortune nor Dignity in the world which I would not have deſpiſed for that glorious Servitude.</q> In this I ſpake to <hi>Cipaſsis</hi> according to my heart, and though <hi>Julia</hi> (beſides the other advantages which ſhe hath above all other Princeſſes upon Earth) amongſt all the perſons that ever I ſaw in my life, did only fall ſhort in beauty of the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> yet 'twas certain for all that, that as fair, as charming, and as high in Dig<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity as ſhe was, ſhe ſhould never have made me forget <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> if the real paſſion, and the real eſteem which I had for that vertuous perſon could have found that acknowledgment at her hands which I deſired. She ſmiled again at my diſſembled Diſcourſe, and reſuming her own; <q>I do not ſpeak to you in this matter, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> to draw a ſecret out of your mouth which you ought to preſerve with reſpect; and poſſibly I ſhould not be very proper for a confidence of that nature; but let me tell you, that by the intereſt which a real eſteem makes me take in all that concerns you, I have already perceived, that you are well thought of in a very good place; and, provided that the conſequences which you can perceive bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter than I, do not prove prejudicial to you, I ſhall alwayes take a great ſhare in your ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, without deſiring any more particular knowledge of it.</q> 
                     <q>Madam, <hi>replied I,</hi> af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter I have confirmed the Diſcourſe I have made you, I will confeſs to you, that I have an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tention to do what I can poſſibly, to find out ſome conſolation for the misfortune I have had in relation to you; upon this Deſign, I follow the Counſel which you have often<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times given me, and certainly I do you ſervice in eaſing you of ſome part of the impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunities which you ſuffer from this miſerable man; but whereſoever I may ſeek either for my comforts or my remedies, I promiſe you it ſhall be in a place ſo high, that I ſhall not bluſh at the diverſion of my thoughts, nor do any injury to thoſe I have had for <hi>Cipaſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſis.</hi>
                     </q> After this Diſcourſe, and ſome other words to this purpoſe, time and decency obliged me to bid her good-night, and to go and employ my ſelf in my Bed, inſtead of ſleeping,
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with a Meditation upon this dayes Adventure, which kept me awake till the day fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowing.</p>
                  <p>I will not repeat to you all the Diſcourſes I made within my ſelf upon theſe new agita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of my Soul, nor the projects I framed upon the opinion of my good Fortune; but will only acquaint you, that neither the diſproportion which is between the Daughter of <hi>Caeſar</hi> and my ſelf, nor the ſmall hope I could conceive in my imaginations, could hinder me from falling into a very ſtrong paſſion. It will not be difficult to perſwade you to be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve it, becauſe you are acquainted with <hi>Julia,</hi> and you know that ſhe is really Miſtriſs of ſuch Charms, as the moſt Stoical Doctrine can hardly defend a Soul againſt. Beſides, it ſeemed to me, that ſhe had endeavoured to draw me on, and tis ſuch a pleaſure upon occaſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of this Nature, to ſee ones ſelf a little flattered, and to ſee the way open to be received to a happineſs and glory which could not be too dearly bought by the greateſt ſufferings, that there are but few ſpirits which would not be eaſily taken with that ſeducing bait. In fine (if <hi>Ovid</hi> may be permitted to ſpeak ſo of the Emperors Daughter) I was really amorous of the beauties of the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> and I began to render her my ſubmiſſions and particular Vows with a great deal of aſſiduity.</p>
                  <p>It was not difficult for me to Court her, having for a long time had very free acceſs to her, and beſides, ſhe had the goodneſs to bear with me, and to invite me her ſelf into her Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, where I loſt no occaſion (yet without loſing the reſpect and acknowledgment that was due to her) to diſcover to her the condition of my Soul, and the paſſionate veneration I had for her, in the moſt handſom manner that poſſibly I could. She always received the Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtimonies of it without any mark of diſpleaſure or repugnance, and her indulgence em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bolding me, made me ſometimes tranſcend the bounds of prudence and circumſpection, and do ſuch things to perſwade the Princeſs to believe the reality of my paſſion, as might have diſcovered it to other perſons, if they had taken the pains to obſerve them: This ordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>narily falls out in the birth of an affection, and when there is no ſetled intelligence between the lover, and the perſon beloved, paſſion tranſgreſſing the bounds of diſcretion and good conduct, oftentimes declares it ſelf by too manifeſt Teſtimonies, and by ſuch proofs, as without doubt the lover condemns, and would willingly recall in a better condition of Fortune.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Julia,</hi> who perceived that I might commit ſome fault, was willing fairly to prevent it, and taking her time with her ordinary gallantry one day when ſhe paſſed through the Gallery, where I was with divers other perſons, ſhe called me, and when I came to her, ſhe ſaid to me in my ear: <hi>Ovid</hi>'s <hi>Goodneſs doth not condemn his Adorations; but 'tis neceſſary they ſhould be ſecret, and 'tis not from</hi> Ovid <hi>that ſhe is permitted to receive them in publick.</hi> She paſſed by without any further ſtay after ſhe had ſpoken theſe words, and I remained in a very great confuſion, to think how I had given her occaſion to uſe thoſe expreſſions to me, by which I might well judge, that by ſome indiſcreet Action I had declared my thoughts more than I ſhould have done. I was really aſhamed, that I had obliged her to give me a kind of a Reproof; but on the other ſide, I conceived a better opinion of my Fortune, judging that the Princeſs took ſome intereſt, and laid ſome ground in my paſſion, ſince ſhe ordered me to keep it ſecret; and that ſhe would not have taken that care, which ſignified a good beginning of intelligence, if ſhe had not had ſome eſteem of it, and had not deſired that it might continue. I did not fail to aſſiſt my ſelf in this Encounter with all that might flat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter me, and yet I was minded to ask pardon of <hi>Julia</hi> for the faults which my paſſion might have cauſed me to commit contrary to Diſcretion; and having a facility to expreſs my ſelf in verſe, as freely as in Proſe, and the Princeſs likewiſe having a great inclination to Poetry, and I being furniſhed with a conveniency to preſent to her every day any thing I wrote, without any oppoſition; and being permitted in this kind of writing to take greater liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty to diſcover my thoughts, than in our ordinary language, when I was retired into my Study, I inſtantly compoſed an Elegy, by which I excuſed my ſelf to the Princeſs for the faults I had imprudently committed, &amp; imputed them to that violent paſſion which ſhe had given birth unto, which I exaggerated to her in the moſt tender and moſt paſſionate terms, that all my Poetry could furniſh me withall. I will not repeat it to you, becauſe it is too long, and you may have a ſight of it when you pleaſe. The ſame Night I gave it to <hi>Phebe,</hi> whom the Princeſs loved beſt of all her Maids, praying her to preſent it to her as ſhe was going to Bed, that ſhe might divert her ſelf a while in the reading of it, as ſhe had done oftentimes before.</p>
                  <p>I did not go that Night to <hi>Julia</hi>'s lodging, but the next day I did not fail to meet her as
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ſhe was walking in the Allies of her Garden; ſhe received me within a very gracious coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance, and as ſoon as I had performed my Reverence to her, cauſing her Gentleman Uſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er to retire, that ſhe might honour me with his employment during her walk, ſhe gave me her hand, and permitted mean abſolute liberty to entertain her without being over-heard by the perſons of her Retinue, who out of reſpect kept themſelves at a diſtance from us. She ſpake firſt, and looking upon me with an eye which might inflame the moſt frozen <hi>Scy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thian, I have received your excuſes,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>and ſince you will needs have me to be a goddeſs, I thought it beſt to imitate the gods, in accepting Repentance for the reparation of Offences; be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides, you excuſe your ſelf ſo eloquently, that I muſt receive greater injuries than any you have done me yet, before I deny you pardon. Madam,</hi> replied I, <hi>if you look upon my intentions, I have done you no injury, ſeeing they never did, nor ever ſhall proceed any further, than to the moſt humble veneration that can be due to our great goddeſs from the moſt ſubmiſſive of men; but if from the lowneſs of the Adorer, men raiſe their eyes to the height of the Divinity ado<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, and if there be any proportion between the Offence and the Divinity which receives it, they may well judge it to be no ſmall one, &amp; together with their greatneſs, the gods have need of good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs too, to pardon it. I know nothing that is inferior in you,</hi> replied <hi>Julia. Your birth is as Noble as any of thoſe perſons is who are every day advanced in</hi> Rome <hi>to the higheſt Dignities your Courage is no leſs than theirs, your Wit is incomparably above theirs; and if, becauſe you have been a greater lover of honeſt divertiſment, than of ſerious employment, by which men are promoted to the Government of the Commonwealth, you have not yet attained to it, I am not of ſo auſtere an inclination as toeſteem you the leſs for it, and you are young enough to acquire that hereafter, which as yet you have not renounced. Do not undervalue your ſelf then before me, who prize and eſteem you more than half the Senate; but believe, that with the advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges you poſſeſs, and the reſpect you obſerve, you may have the liberty to look upon any thing. Neither is it for the difference that is between a</hi> Roman <hi>Knight, and</hi> Ceſars <hi>Daughter, that I have obliged you to be ſecret, I ſhould have dealt in the ſame manner with the greateſt Princes of</hi> Europe, <hi>if I had eſteemed them ſo far as to have any ſecrecy with them; for 'tis from</hi> Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus <hi>only, that I am permitted to receive Services in Publick, and it may be I might expoſe them to</hi> Auguſtus<hi>'s diſpleaſure, if I ſhould favour any with a particular affection. I expreſs my thoughts to you with a great deal of freedom,</hi> continued ſhe, looking upon me with a ſmile, <hi>and thereby I ſufficienly ſignifie to you the eſteem I have of you, and the confidence I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe in you.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The preſence of thoſe perſons which followed us, and beheld all our Actions, could very <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ardly hinder me from throwing my ſelf at <hi>Julia's</hi> feet; and if I had been in a place <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>here I might have had my own liberty, I ſhould have continued whole hours at her knees, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
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                     </gap>ender her a ſmall part of what was due to the grace ſhe did me; but not having the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
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                     </gap>eniency of doing what I did deſire, I was content to make her this Reply with a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
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                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>d Reverence. <q>The Favours which I receive from your Grandeur, are ſo unpropor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>onable to the merit of my perſon, and the ſtrength of my underſtanding, that if your juſtice doth not moderate them, for ought I know, they may abſolutely deprive me of the knowledge I ſhould have of my ſelf. I am the moſt happy and the moſt glotious of men, and I conceive my Fortune to be better than Prince <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s, to whom the gods and <hi>Ceſar</hi> have deſigned the moſt ſublime amongſt Mortals, ſince that notwith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding the Engagements you have to the excellent qualities of that Prince, who is as great in all things elſe, as in his Fortune, you can reſerve one of your precious moments to think upon poor <hi>Ovid,</hi> whoſe acknowledgment is ſo great for thoſe bleſſings which are a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bove all value, that he will not conceive <hi>Marcellus</hi> to be more happy in the poſſeſſion of you, than he ſhall be in yielding up his laſt breath in the Service of the Divine <hi>Julia.</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I pronounced theſe words with an Action full of vehemence, which was obſerved by the Princeſs, and made her judge that I was touched with a real paſſion. She put on a more pleaſant countenance than before, and beſtowing a few moments in viewing of my face: <hi>You are in earneſt then,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>and I need not any longer be in doubt, but that</hi> Ovid <hi>hath for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>got</hi> Cipaſſis. <q>I will never forget, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> what is due to the Merits of <hi>Cipaſſis;</hi> but the may content her ſelf, if ſhe pleaſe, with my eſteem, and henceforth leave my Adorations for the goddeſſes.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>I ſhould have had the happineſs of a longer Converſation with the Princeſs, who heark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned very favourably to me, if we had not ſeen the Empreſs appear, whom <hi>Julia</hi> went to wait upon out of Civility; and if <hi>Marcellus</hi> had not come a little after, who proffered his hand to the Princeſs, and deprived me of the opportunity of entertaining her for the reſt of that day: But I retrived it often enough through <hi>Julia</hi>'s goodneſs, who receiving
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my reſpectful Vows with as much indulgence as I could deſire, put me into the moſt happy condition according to my humor, that if ever I durſt aſpire to; yet ſhe always preſerved the Dignity of <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s Daughter, and her Favors never extended farther than favou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable looks, and obliging expreſſions: But that which from another Lady would have been inconſiderable, was ſo great coming from <hi>Julia,</hi> that I could not look upon it, nor re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive it otherwiſe than as a thing of the higheſt value, alwayes judging it to be the greateſt Glory I was capable of, to ſee my ſelf favoured with a particular good will, by the greateſt Princeſs of the Univerſe.</p>
                  <p>They that would make the world believe that I made ſuch advantages of it, as gave me occaſion to write thoſe Elegies, which ſome of the <hi>Romans</hi> have ſeen under <hi>Corinna</hi>'s Name, do it malitiouſly, to bring me into diſgrace with <hi>Ceſar,</hi> and Prince <hi>Marcellus;</hi> and ſince I am come to mention it, one day or other for your diverſion, I will acquaint you with the adventures and paſſages which concern <hi>Corinna</hi> and my ſelf, though neither her name nor perſon be known at <hi>Rome,</hi> becauſe ſhe was never there; and 'twas in a very remote Province that I knew her, in the Expedition which <hi>Vincius</hi> made into <hi>Germany,</hi> where I bare Arms under him.</p>
                  <p>I will not repeat to you all the Converſations I had with <hi>Julia,</hi> whom I ſaw and enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained every day with all facility, as often as <hi>Marcellus</hi> left her liberty; or when ſhe was not engaged in the Company of ſo many great Princeſſes as ſilently ſighed at her feet, and whoſe ſighs (though her chiefeſt affectionr were for <hi>Marcellus)</hi> were not diſagreeable to her. As ſhe was indued with a very excellent wit, ſo our Converſations were pleaſant, and meerly ingenious; and for that reaſon having diſcourſed with her one day upon a very ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tile Subject, ſhe told me, that <hi>Marcellus</hi> could have no cauſe to be jealous, if ſhe had ſome affection for a man whoſe Soul ſhe loved, and who did not pretend to any thing that con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerned the body.</p>
                  <p>But it may be you will ask me, what I conceive of her thoughts for <hi>Marcellus?</hi> And as for that, I will tell you as far as I can judge, That certainly the Prince alwayes poſſeſſes the ſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pream place in her heart above all others who have onely made attempts; and the real foun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dation of love, which, it may be, is in her Soul, is for him only, to the prejudice of all the reſt; and yet 'tis true, that ſhe is no lover of conſtraint, nor is ſhe willing to be bound up to him by ſuch an exact and rigous fidelity, but that ſhe may be permitted to let her mind a little range towards thoſe objects which might pleaſe her; yet ſhe alwayes reflects upon the former paſſion, which hath the deepeſt foundation, and I believe too that ſhe would never abſolutely flie from it, but would confine all her inclinations to the merits of that brave Prince, if love only without any other intereſt, had been the cauſe of their Engage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment; and if the Emperor had not interpoſed his Authority and Endeavours to tye up their affection, with a Deſign to unite them by Marriage. <hi>So certain it is, that Love is an Enemy to every thing that wears but the Vizard of Tyranny, and it will act with liberty it ſelf though it deſtroy all liberty beſides its own.</hi> To this purpoſe one day when ſhe had had ſome Quarrel with <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who could not chooſe but give her ſome Teſtimonies of Jealouſie, which he had ground enough for; I remember that ſhe ſaid to me: <hi>Do you ſee,</hi> Ovid, <hi>I would not have you doubt but that I really eſteem &amp; love</hi> Marcellus, <hi>whoſe Perſon, ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vices and Qualities, do well deſerve my affection; and I ſhall diſpoſe my ſelf without repug<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance to receive him for my Husband, when the Emperor ſhall command me; but I would not engage my ſelf ſo before hand, but that I would reſerve a liberty to my ſelf to eſteem what is eſtimable; and yet I preſerve amity enough for him though I diſpenſe with my ſelf in beſtow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing a little good-will upon</hi> Ovid.</p>
                  <p>You may believe that when I heard her diſcourſe to this purpoſe, I anſwered her rather according to mine own intereſt, than to reaſon; and though I thought that her proceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ings towards <hi>Marcellus</hi> were not juſtifiable, yet I did not ſpeak my thoughts to divert her from them, but rather made uſe of all the Arguments I could, to perſwade her that ſhe might ſhew ſome goodneſs to me, without doing any injuſtice to a man who muſt one day be ſo happy.</p>
                  <p>It hapned in the mean time, that the Prince, who is of a piercing wit, being prepoſſeſſed with divers proofs of the Princeſſes humor, took notice that ſhe carried her ſelf more fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miliarly towards me than ſhe had been wont to do; that I was more frequently with her, and that her looks were more favourable to me, than probably they ſhould have been, meer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly out of good-will. At firſt he made a kind of a Jeſt of it, and not judging me to be ſo redoubtable a Rival, as to cauſe him any trouble, he contented himſelf to queſtion me ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times upon the opinion he had of my good Fortune, and ſeeing me return one day from the Princeſs, and paſs cloſe by him: <hi>Ovid,</hi> ſaid he to me ſmiling, and in a pleaſant way, <hi>I ſhall begin to be jealous of you, and you do not dream that; if you are more happy than I, we ſhall</hi>
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                     <hi>have occaſion to quarrel with each other.</hi> He ſpake theſe words with ſuch an <hi>aire,</hi> as made me judge that they were not ſeriouſly ſpoken, and receiving them with all due reſpect: <q>ſuch Princes as <hi>Marcellus</hi> is, <hi>anſwered I withas pleaſant acountenance as his,</hi> are ſecure from ſuch rivals as <hi>Ovid</hi> is;</q> 'tis for that reaſon, that they confidently make themſelves ſport with thoſe who cannot aſpire any higher than a mean Fortune. <hi>You may merit enough,</hi> replied <hi>Marcellus, to make me jealous, but you are too much my friend to wiſh me any harm.</hi> I anſwered this obliging diſcourſe with due civility and reſpect, as I did divers other Jeſts he put upon me afterwards to the ſame purpoſe, and once in the Princeſſes preſence, with whom having found me in private Diſcourſe; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>You cannot better expreſs the excellency of your own wit, than by the eſteem you have of</hi> Ovids <hi>ingenuity; but 'tis to be feared,</hi> continued he with a ſmile, <hi>that a man who treats ſo dextrouſly and ſubtilly concerning Love, may inſpire ſenſe of it into a heart which doth not ſtand upon its guard.</hi> 
                     <q>
                        <hi>Perhaps, you mean to jear us,</hi> an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered <hi>Julia,</hi> in a very pleaſant manner; Yes, Madam, <hi>ſaid I, interrupting her, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venting what ſhe would have added further,</hi> the Prince doth mean to laugh at us, and doth really make himſelf merry with us; but we muſt ſubmit to his raillery, and I am not ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry that I contribute to his divertiſment.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> made a Reply to theſe words with a great deal of ſweetneſs and civility; but a few dayes after thinking that he obſerved more than he deſired upon divers Accounts, by little and little he left off his raillery, and began to look upon me with more coldneſs than before; and truly I could not blame him for it, knowing very well, that though he was of a ſpirit infinitely rational, yet <hi>Julia</hi>'s humor might give him occaſion enough to exerciſe all his patience: His mind was exaſperated by the private Addreſſes of <hi>Caius Druſus,</hi> and the complacency the Princeſs expreſſed in relation to his paſſion; and poſſibly meditated upon that which afterwards he diſcovered, when, without having any Deſign to do it, I cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed him to receive a very ſenſible diſpleaſure, and was like to have expoſed my ſelf to one, Though ſome perſons are acquainted with it, I ſuppoſe it is not as yet come to your know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Julia,</hi> as you know, was wont to be viſited every Evening by great ſtore of Company, loving ſociety and divertiſement the moſt of any perſon in the World. One Night, by reaſon of ſome indiſpoſition ſhe had, ſhe would not be ſeen by any body; but being gone to Bed, ſhe ſent word to all thoſe that came to her Chamber-door, that ſhe was retired. <hi>Marcellus</hi> had often ſeen her in that condition, having reaſon to have a priviledge above all other perſons; but that Evening coming to her Chamber-door, <hi>Julia</hi> cauſed him to be told, as ſhe did others, That ſhe was ill, and deſired to be left to her Repoſe that Night. <hi>Marcellus</hi> went his way more afflicted at the Princeſſes indiſpoſition, than troubled at the Repulſe, and went to paſs the Evening with the Emperor. In the meantime, as Fortune would have it, I came into <hi>Julia</hi>'s Anti-chamber, where being informed by <hi>Phebe</hi> of her indiſpoſition, I prayed her to go into the Chamber, and to take the pains to bring me News of the preſent eſtate of her health. The Princeſs, whether it were that ſhe found her ſelf at that preſent in a better condition than ſhe had done ſome hours before, or that ſhe thought that ſhe ſhould be leſs incommodated with my preſence than with any bodies elſe, by whom ſhe might have been obliged to a greater conſtraint, underſtanding by <hi>Phebe</hi> that I was at her Chamber-door, ſhe commanded her to bring me in.</p>
                  <p>You may judge how joyful I was to ſee my ſelf ſo highly favoured above my expecta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion and merit; I entred into the Chamber, and approached the Princeſſes Beds-ſide with an Action accompanied with the reſpect which was due unto her, through which the ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction of my Soul might be eaſily perceived, and there by the light of ſome Tapers which were burning by the Beds-ſide, I ſaw <hi>Julia</hi> not only in ſuch a condition as I never ſaw her in before, but in a condition wherein ſhe might have made both <hi>Cato</hi> and <hi>Fabricius,</hi> and all the moſt crabbed Philoſophers in <hi>Rome,</hi> even to dye for love.</p>
                  <p>You know how admirably her Night-attire becomes her; but beſides that, part of her Neck being careleſly uncovered, and her Arms more than half-naked, being negligently caſt upon the Sheets, whoſe whiteneſs they far exceeded, diſplayed ſuch beauties to my eyes, that I could hardly ſupport the ſparkling luſtre of them; and I did ſufficiently ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs to <hi>Julia</hi> by my Action, the Tranſport into which this ſight had put me; and inſtead of rendring her the humble Salutations which were due to her, I ſtood a few paces off from her Bed, looking upon her with an intention which viſibly expreſſed the ſuſpenſion of my ſenſes, and the admiration of my Soul.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Julia,</hi> to whom theſe effects of her beauty were not diſagrceable, ſmiled at my Action, and having let me alone a little longer in this contemplation, which rendred me mute, and without motion, at laſt deſiring to make me to ſpeak; <hi>What ails you,</hi> Ovid, ſaid ſhe, <hi>what makes you ſo amazed? Is it thus that you dispoſe your ſelf, to thank me for the favour I have</hi>
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                     <hi>done you?</hi> 
                     <q>Madam, <hi>anſwered I, diſsipating ſome part of my aſtoniſhment,</hi> the Favour you have done me, is as far above all the thanks I can render you for it, as the Divine beauties which appeared to my dazeld eyes, are above all compariſon, expreſſion, and imaginati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on.</q> This exaggeration did not diſpleaſe <hi>Julia,</hi> and ſeeing that I was fallen upon my knees by her Bed-ſide, and kiſſed the ſheet with a very paſſionate Action, after ſhe had looked upon me with an eye which darted out a Thouſand reſplendent rayes: <hi>This beauty,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>which you commend ſo much, is not really, nor poſsibly in your thoughts, ſuch as you repreſent it to be; but as for my gooodneſs to you, you cannot diſavow that, without being ungrate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful.</hi> 
                     <q>Your goodneſs, <hi>replied I,</hi> is as unlimited as your beauty, and you ſhould not be my great goddeſs, if your goodneſs were not as incomprehenſible as your beauty.</q> 
                     <hi>All the goddeſſes,</hi> anſwered <hi>Julia, are not ſo kind; but whatſoever I am, I was willing to expreſs to you the amity I have for you, by an Action which poſsibly may occaſion me a quarrel.</hi> 
                     <q>
                        <hi>I</hi> confeſs, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that thoſe to whom this Fortune is denied, have ſo much cauſe to envy at it, that if I did not know that it cannot be juſtly hoped for upon the Account of any Merit whatſoever I ſhould approve of all that envy and jealouſie could undertake or wiſh to my prejudice.</q> 
                     <hi>No body,</hi> replied <hi>Julia, can attempt or wiſh any thing to your diſadvantage, without my incurring diſpleaſure; and the good-will I have for you, is great enough to make me participate in any thing that ſhall concern you.</hi>
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                  <p>Theſe obliging words being delivered in a more obliging manner, raiſed ſuch a reſentment in me, as tranſported me beyond the reſpect which was due to <hi>Ceſars</hi> Daughter, and creep<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing upon my knees to the place where I ſaw one of her fair hands lying a little over the ſide of her Bed, I was ſo bold as to lay my mouth upon it, and fix it there with an Action full of ardor and vehemence. I was afraid that the Princeſs would condemn my boldneſs, when, to free me of that fear, ſhe laid her other hand on my head, and preſſed it betwixt them both, in ſuch a careſſing manner, that I had almoſt dyed with the exceſs of my contentment. I would have continued longer in a poſture, which, as I thought, was worthy of the envy of the moſt fortunate perſons; but <hi>Julia,</hi> who had cauſed me to be called in only for a moments ſight, and to give me time to give her good night, fearing that if I ſhould make any longer ſtay in her Chamber, it might be known, and give occaſion of complaint to thoſe who took intereſt in it, put me out of this rapture to my great regret, and after ſome words, as obliging as the former, ſhe ordered me to retire. I obeyed her with all the ſigns of reſentment that ſuch a grace ought to work in me, and went out of her Chamber ſo ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfied with this Adventure, that I could not contain my Joy. But my foot was hardly out of the Chamber, but I ſaw my ſelf ſurprized with the light of divers Tapers which came into the Anti-chamber, and with them the Prince <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who returning from the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peror, was minded to come back to <hi>Julia</hi>'s apartment, to enquire of ſome of her Maids how ſhe did.</p>
                  <p>Though, as I think I told you, I was not a Rival ſo conſiderable, as to cauſe ſuſpition and fear in <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and his Jealouſies were grounded upon other manner of perſons than <hi>Ovid,</hi> yet he could not ſee me come at that hour out of <hi>Julia</hi>'s Chamber, where he had been denied admittance but an hour before, without ſuffering himſelf to be tranſported with a violent deſpight, and ſuch ebullitions of Choler as he could hardly contain. Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving that I was diſcovered, I was minded to accoſt him with civility and Reſpect, and bid him good-night; but he prevented my Diſcourſe, and looking upon me with an eye that ſufficiently ſignified his Diſcontent: <hi>I find,</hi> ſaid he,, <hi>that you are highly eſteemed and favou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, that can have admittance into</hi> Julia<hi>'s Chamber, when</hi> Marcellus <hi>is denied.</hi> 
                     <q>Sir, <hi>replied I,</hi> this grace may better be granted to <hi>Ovid,</hi> than to ſuch perſons as may ſtand in compe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tition with <hi>Marcellus;</hi> and 'tis very probable the Princeſs would not grant me admit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tance into her Chamber before Prince <hi>Marcellus,</hi> but becauſe ſhe may make me retire thence with more liberty; and ſhe is not obliged for my ſake, as ſhe is for his, to lay thoſe conſtraints upon her ſelf that might incommodate her in her indiſpoſition.</q> 
                     <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> had hardly ſo much patience as to hear me out, and ſpeaking with an Accent full of Choler: <hi>Julia is too much obliged unto you,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>for the care you take to juſtifie her Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons; but if, as deeply injured as I am by her proceedings, I did not ſtill preſerve the reſpect I owe her, I would teach you in this very place in what manner you ſhould approach her; and if henceforward you look upon her otherwiſe, than as</hi> Ovid <hi>ought to look upon</hi> Auguſtus<hi>'s Daugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, I will quickly make ſuch uſe of it, that poſsibly you ſhould not quickly forget the injuries you have done me.</hi>
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                  <p>This threatning of <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s, to whom for divers conſiderations I owed all manner of ſubmiſſive Reſpect, did extreamly ſurprize me; but not being born with a Courage capa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to ſupport indignity, I could not chooſe but return him ſuch an anſwer as ſuddenly came into my Head: <q>Sir, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> I know what I owe to <hi>Ceſar,</hi> and to him that he hath deſigned
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for his Son-in-law and Succeſſor; but I know very well too, that as long as I am my ſelf, no body ſhall do me any outrage, except he takes away my life, or puts his own in dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger.</q> 
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> made no Reply to theſe words, having already turned his back to be gone; and poſſibly he was not willing to hearken to them, thinking that he was not ſo much Maſter of his paſſions, but that he might flie out more violently than he deſired to do in that place. I retired likewiſe very much troubled, and ſo netled at <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s threat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning, which I was compelled to endure, though I found it inſupportable to a man of Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage, that all that Night I could not ſleep.</p>
                  <p>But if this Diſcourſe hath acquainted you with <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s haſtineſs, you will perceive by what follows, what the excellency of his Nature is, and you will confirm your ſelf in the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pinion which you, and all the world have hitherto had, that there was never any Prince more worthy of the Eſteem, and the Affections of the whole World, than he.</p>
                  <p>I went the next day to wait upon <hi>Meconus,</hi> who alwayes favoured me with a very parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cular Affection, and I had an intention to make a complaint to him of the uſage I had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived from <hi>Marcellus;</hi> but I was hardly in the Court, but the Prince came, and he had no ſooner ſeen me, but coming to me, and leading me to one of the ends of the Court, that we might be at a diſtance from thoſe perſons which attended him, after he had taken me by the hand in a very paſſionate manner: <hi>Ovid</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I am very ſenſibly afflicted at the folly which my paſsion made me commit; I know your birth and vertue may merit the eſteem of all the World, and you have Courage enough to repel all injuries that may be offered you: I could wiſh you might ſee in my heart how penitent I am for my indiſcreet paſsion, and how deſirous I ſhall alwayes be to repair that fault by all the opportunities that ſhall be offered of expreſsing to you how much eſteem I have for you: I entreat you to forget it, and to believe that the motives which induced me to it, render me more worthy of your pity, than of your reſentment.</hi> To theſe words he added divers others with ſuch a real freedom and generoſity, that inſtead of leaving any anger in my heart, he made me very ſorry that I had diſpleaſed him, and fully reſolved never whil'ſt I lived, to fail in my due reſpect to him. His intereſt, it may be, was not capable of wiping that impreſſion out of my Soul, which the Divine beauties of <hi>Julia</hi> had made there; but it obliged me to live in ſuch a manner, that he could not find the leaſt matter of complaint in any of my Actions; and doubtleſs I had done more upon that Ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count, if I had not known very well, that his Repoſe could not be diſturbed by any Croſs that I could raiſe him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Julia,</hi> who ſaw me carry my ſelf after a more reſerved manner than formerly I had done, and underſtood the cauſe of it from my ſelf, approved of it, and expreſſed the more good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>will to me for it, though at firſt ſhe was a little angry with <hi>Marcellus</hi> for what had paſt. The Prince took notice that I was a great deal more reſerved than I had formerly been, and imagining the cauſe of it, he entreated Re divers times to live as I had wont eo do, and not to lay any conſtraint upon my ſelf for his ſake, but to believe that he would never have a jealous thought of me as long as he lived: But his Civility did not hinder me from carrying my ſelf with that circumſpection which behoved me, and though I ſaw the Prinneſs almoſt as often as before, though in my writings I chanted out her beauties, and ſhe permitted me to make it known, that ſhe was, and always ſhould be the real object of my Adorations; and though ſhe always treated me with the ſame goodneſs that I have related to you, yet I carri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed my ſelf ſo, that I believe that nothing could be objected againſt me as a reproach. I conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nued my viſits in the mean while to the fair &amp; ſage <hi>Cipaſsis,</hi> whom, in ſpite of my teeth, I was forced to acquaint with ſome part of that which I have related to you, and I did more and more obſerve ſuch eminent vertues in her, that in my opinion there could hardly be found a perſon in the World, more worthy than her ſelf of a real eſteem and affection; you ſee Sir, the pure truth of the condition wherein I am, and have been in relation to <hi>Julia,</hi> proteſting to you, that I think I have not forgotten any thing that I conceive worth the relating to you; and they that would make the world believe that I have been more favoured than ſo, have done it rather out of a Deſign to do me a miſchief, than any way to gratifie me.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ovid</hi> finiſhed his Relation in this manner, and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who had hearkned to him with more earneſt attention than in all probability his love could permit, was about to ask him ſome queſtions, when <hi>Cornelius,</hi> who was no leſs taken with <hi>Candace,</hi> than <hi>Agrippa</hi> was with <hi>Eliſa,</hi> came to give him notice, that 'twas time to take Horſe, to ride abroad that way which the Princeſſes had taken, as they had reſolved. <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who had no leſs impatience than he to ſee them again, immediately complied with <hi>Gallus</hi> his deſire, and underſtanding that their Horſes were ready in the next Court, went out of the Chamber and took Horſe, being accompanied with <hi>Gallus,</hi> and a gallant Train of other perſons, who attended them upon this occaſion.</p>
               </div>
               <trailer>The End of the Third Book.</trailer>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="book">
               <pb n="81" facs="tcp:62615:313"/>
               <head>HYMEN'S <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. PART. VII.</head>
               <head type="sub">LIB. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The two Princeſſes,</hi> Eliſa <hi>and</hi> Candace, <hi>being conducted by</hi> Clitie <hi>towards</hi> Tiridates<hi>'s houſe, by the way meet with one of his Servants, who acquaints them with his Maſters death, and conducts them to his Tomb. Walking thereabout,</hi> Candace <hi>eſpies</hi> Britomarus, <hi>and ſhews him to</hi> Eliſa, <hi>who ſinds him to be her</hi> Artaban, <hi>and at the ſight of him falls into an Extaſie. She being recovered, they both break out into a loud exclamation of joy; but as</hi> Artaban <hi>is going to give his beloved Princeſs the Story of his Adventures, he is interrupted by a body of Horſe commanded by</hi> Tigranes, <hi>King of the</hi> Medes, <hi>who eſpying</hi> Eliſa, <hi>endeavours to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwade her to bear him Company; but not prevailing, he attempts to carry her away by force.</hi> Artaban<hi>'s danger in hindring him. The Convoy, that waited upon the Princeſſes, aſſiſt</hi> Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban, <hi>and yet</hi> Eliſa <hi>is like to be loſt for all that.</hi> Agrippa <hi>and</hi> Cornelius <hi>with their Train, come in and end the Combat, whereupon they all march together unto</hi> A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lexandria.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg>N the mean time the ſad <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and the couragious <hi>Candace,</hi> in the Equipage we ſpake of, went out of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and under the Conduct of <hi>Clitie,</hi> who thought her ſelf moſt knowing in the direction of their walk, they followed all along the ſhore, that way which conducted them to the houſe of the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate <hi>Tiridates.</hi> Having no deſire to acquaint thoſe perſons who ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>companied them, that they had any other Deſign, but only to take the Aire, they permit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted their Chariot to go a very gentle pace, and <hi>Candace</hi> moderated the impatience ſhe had to hear News of <hi>Ceſario,</hi> out of the care ſhe thought it behoved her to have to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceal her intentions! Oh! with what ſweet hopes did ſhe endeavour to ſweeten thoſe ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rows which had ſo much afflicted her? And how agreeably was her imaginations flattered with the expectation of ſeeing her beloved Prince! This thought occaſioned ſome ebulli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of joy which ſhe could hardly contain, and if ſhe had not made ſome difficulty to ſummon up all her natural Alacrity in the Company of an afflicted perſon as <hi>Eliſa</hi> was, ſhe would have made a part, of that which ſhe was ſenſible of, appear by exterior marks. Yet 'tis certain, that in all the thoughts that poſſeſſed her mind, nothing but <hi>Ceſario</hi> preſented it ſelf to her remembrance; and ſhe did not make ſo much as one ſingle reflexion upon the loſs of a Kingdom, which ſhe could hardly conceive any hope to recover. 'Twas ſufficient for her more important ſatisfaction, to know that <hi>Ceſario</hi> was living, and that <hi>Ceſario</hi> was not far diſtant from her; not thinking any other intereſts worthy to enter into conſideration with the life and ſight of her <hi>Ceſario.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Yet ſhe had not continued long in her delightful Muſings, but ſhe felt her ſelf agitated with cruel inquietudes, and knowing very well in what manner Fortune had been wont to croſs her when there was any occaſion, ſhe was afraid that by ſome effect of her implaca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble enmity, ſhe might cauſe ſome new impediment in the obtaining of that happineſs which ſhe had hoped for upon ſo ſlight a ground. <hi>Alas,</hi> ſaid ſhe, upon a ſudden within her ſelf, <hi>the courſe of my life is too unfortunate for me to expect, without fear, the felicities I fancy to my ſelf; and though it were certain that I had ſeen</hi> Ceſario <hi>without illuſion, and that I had no cauſe to fear one of the ordinary effects of a prepoſſeſſed imagination, which would aſſure me that Fortune hath made a Truce with me, and that ſhe had not raiſed ſome new Adventure to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prive</hi>
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                  <hi>me once more of</hi> Ceſario; <hi>yet I have ſo much reaſon to diſtruſt her, that I ſhould be a very Fool, if henceforwards I ſhould build upon any thing that is ſubject to her Empire.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This fear operating upon her imagination, drew two ſighs from her breaſt with ſo much vehemence, that the afflicted <hi>Eliſa,</hi> though buried as it were in her ſad thoughts, having taken notice of them, turned her head gently towards her, and looking upon her with a languiſhing ſweetneſs: <hi>Ah my fair Queen,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>Is it for you to ſigh ſo deeply, and to ſeem ſo ſad and troubled, whil'ſt Heaven is going about to ſhew you a favourable countenance, and it ſeems that all the occaſions of grief are reſerved for none but</hi> Eliſa. <q>My dear Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, <hi>anſwered</hi> Candace, I were too blame, if I ſhould not confeſs that my Deſtiny affords me ſome grounds of hope; but as there are ſome moments when this thought doth mightily tranſport me with joy, ſo there are ſome others, when I cannot chooſe but fear whatſoever adverſe Fortune can put in execution againſt me.</q> 
                  <hi>You have little cauſe to fear,</hi> replied <hi>Eliſa, conſidering 'tis ſo little a while ſince you ſaw</hi> Ceſario; <hi>and that probably, in ſo ſmall a ſpace, and that condition you ſaw him in, he could have few occaſions to remove himſelf farther from you.</hi> 
                  <q>I deſire to hope ſo, <hi>added</hi> Candace, and I conjure you to take ſome part in my ſatisfaction, becauſe I hope one day to participate of yours.</q> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Mine,</hi> replied the Princeſs, <hi>cannot be found but in the Grave; but let us ſpeak no more of that: if Heaven ſends you any real cauſe of joy, I love you dearly enough to ſacrifice a part of my ſorrows to your contentment.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> upon theſe obliging words, hugged the fair <hi>Eliſa</hi> betwixt her Arms, and that deſolate Princeſs, howſoever ſhe ſtrove with her ſelf for her ſake, could not lean her Cheek againſt hers without bedewing it with her tears.</p>
               <p>After theſe Careſſes, and ſome Diſcourſes which followed them, <hi>Candace</hi> deſiring to change the Subject, having looked upon the Princeſs with a ſmile: <hi>Will you confeſs to me,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>the truth of a thing which I have a deſire to ask you?</hi> 
                  <q>I promiſe you <hi>anſwered Eliſa,</hi> that I will never conceal any thing from you which you ſhall deſire to know of me.</q> 
                  <hi>Is it not true,</hi> ſaid <hi>Candace, that the effect of my ſuſpitions is arrived, and that when</hi> Agrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa <hi>conducted you into the Chariot, he did not entertain you with indifferent things?</hi> 
                  <q>'Tis true, <hi>replied</hi> Eliſa, that he ſaid enough to me to make me know, that the ſcource of my misfortunes will never be dried up; and that if he doth not counterfeit only for his ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertiſement, I ſee my ſelf expoſed to the ſame perſecution which you ſuffer from <hi>Corne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lius.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>My fair Princeſs,</hi> ſaid <hi>Candace, they which expreſs paſſion for you, cannot be ſuſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected of Fiction; and I doubt not but that</hi> Agrippa <hi>is very deeply ſenſible of the inevitable ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect of your beauty.</hi> 
                  <q>I am unfortunate enough, <hi>replied</hi> Eliſa, to believe, that what you ſpeak of, may befall me, and by this ſurcharge of diſpleaſures, I ſee my ſelf more re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced than before, to the neceſſity of your counſels and conſolations.</q> 
                  <hi>You may deal with</hi> Agrippa, <hi>anſwered</hi> Candace, <hi>as you ſee me deal with</hi> Cornelius, <hi>though certainly there is a notable difference betwixt thoſe two men; and I conceive your deſtiny to be much better than mine, it having beſtowed a new lover upon you, not only worthy to be preferred before</hi> Cor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nelius, <hi>but as illuſtrious too in regard of his great Reputation, as could be picked out for you a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt men, and of as conſiderable a Rank as any man about</hi> Auguſtina. <q>That would af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ford me ſome comfort, <hi>added the ſad</hi> Eliſa, if <hi>I</hi> had a Deſign ever to love any thing again; but being fully reſolved not to engage my ſelf in a new affection, I am moſt affraid of thoſe men who are moſt worthy of eſteem; and I ſhould be leſs troubled, if the moſt inferior of the <hi>Romans</hi> expreſſed love to me than I am to take notice of it in the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of a man who is great in Vertue and Credit, and by his power in the Empire, may oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion me a great many Croſſes.</q> 
                  <hi>'Tis very certainly reported,</hi> anſwered <hi>Candace, That</hi> Agrippa <hi>is very powerful with</hi> Ceſar, <hi>and by the Emperors permiſſion, he is almoſt abſolute in all thoſe Provinces which acknowledge the</hi> Roman <hi>Empire; but I never heard ſay, that</hi> Agrippa <hi>ever abuſed his own, or employed</hi> Ceſars <hi>Authority, to obtain that which he could not acquire by his own Vertue, and by lawful wayes: So that you are ſecure from that power which you might be aſſured of, and I almoſt durſt undertake to aſſure you (upon the report I have heard of him) that if he does you no violence by his Services, and the merit of his perſon, you need not fear any thing upon his account. Therefore if you will take my counſel, receive his Diſcourſe with Civility, ſo long as he keeps himſelf within the bounds of that reſpect which is due to you; and though you would not make him a lover, yet endeavor not to make him an enemy. If you can by your good conduct reduce him to terms of Amity, his protection will not be unuſeful to you; and if the King your Father, whoſe ſevere and cruel humor you are ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with, ſhould purſue you, as being provoked by the reſiſtance you have made againſt his will, and ſhould endeavour to put you again by force into the hands of the King of the</hi> Medes, Agrippa, <hi>without doubt, by his credit with</hi> Ceſar, <hi>might ſecure you from that violence, and all others which you might receive from the cruelty of</hi> Phraate.</p>
               <p>
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                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> gave great attention to <hi>Candace</hi>'s Diſcourſe, finding a great deal of Reaſon and Truth in what ſhe ſaid, and in the mean time the Chariot after it had paſſed a little farther upon the Sand wherewith the ſhore was covered, began to enter into the Woods, where the ſhade and coolneſs was more agreeable than in the beginning of their walk. 'Twas in this place that the way turned a little from the Sea, and betwixt the Wood and the ſhore there were divers houſes built, and amongſt them there was that wherein the unfortunate <hi>Tiridates</hi> made his laſt abode.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Clitie,</hi> who had taken upon her the care of finding it out, did not fail to take notice of an Alley which fronted the Rode, and advertiſed the Princeſſes that this was the place which they ſought for; but the better to conceal their Deſign, they thought it fit to paſs on, and continue their walk an hour longer, with an intention to return the ſame way, and to exe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cute their reſolution as they came back. <hi>Candace</hi> could hardly prevail ſo far upon her im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patience, but ſhe knew of what importance it was to her to be careful in concealing what<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoever concerned <hi>Ceſario.</hi> The buſineſs was done as ſhe deſired, and after they had ſpent almoſt an hour upon the ſame Rode, ſhe cauſed the Chariot to turn about, and returned the ſame way. <hi>Clitie</hi> took exact notice of the path, and as the Princeſſes, after they had made the Chariot to ſtay, were deliberating whether they ſhould go to the houſe, or ſend <hi>Clitie</hi> to enquire News of Prince <hi>Tiridates,</hi> they ſaw one of the Officers of that poor Prince coming from the houſe, whom <hi>Clitie</hi> knew immediatly, having ſeen him with his Maſter during the ſhort abode ſhe had made at that houſe. When he was come near to the Chariot, and <hi>Clitie</hi> had called to him, he knew her, and the Queen her Miſtriſs too, and as according to the effect which merit ordinarily produces, he had taken as great a ſhare as he was capable of, in the diſpleaſure of his Maſter for the Queen being carried away, ſo he was joyful to ſee her in that place, and in a condition conformable to a perſon of Quality. The Queen having cauſed him to come cloſe to the Chariot, that the might ſpeak to him without being over-heard by the Cavaliers who guarded the Chariot, and who out of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect, and their Maſters order, kept themſelves at a diſtance: <hi>Friend,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>Wilt thou tell us no News of the Prince thy Maſter, and whether we may be permitted to give him a Viſit, and to have a moments Diſcourſe with him?</hi> The afflicted Servant, inſtead of return<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing an Anſwer to theſe words, let fall abundance of tears, and a little after forcing himſelf to ſpeak: <hi>Ah! Madam,</hi> ſaid he, with a voyce interrupted with ſobs, <hi>Tiridates is dead, he expired two dayes ſince in that unfortunate houſe which you ſee before you; and that love where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in he hath been engaged for divers years hath brought him at last to his Grave.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace</hi> was ſtruck with this Diſcourſe, as with a Thunder-clap, and reſented the death of this poor Prince with a very violent grief. <hi>Eliſa,</hi> who had never ſeen him; not being able to reſiſt the force of blood; and having much eſteemed her Uncle upon the Relation ſhe had heard of his vertue, was very nearly touched with this News, and joyned her tears with thoſe which the fair Queen of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> ſhed in abundance for a Prince to whom ſhe was beholding for her life, and whoſe merit was very conſiderable to her. <hi>Ah! Madam,</hi> ſaid <hi>Candace</hi> to the fair <hi>Eliſa,</hi> turning ſadly towards her, <hi>If you know how worthy this Prince was of your amity, and how deplorable his loſs is to all thoſe perſons that were acquaint<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with him, I aſſure my ſelf that you would beſtow a great many tears upon him.</hi> 
                  <q>Doubtleſs I ought to do ſo, <hi>anſwered</hi> Eliſa, but they have been ſo uſual with me of late, that the poor Prince would be little obliged to me for thoſe I ſhould ſhed for his loſs.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words they continued a great while without ſpeaking, whil'ſt the deſolate Servant repeated ſuccinctly to them, what <hi>Arſanes</hi> had reported concerning <hi>Mariamnes</hi>'s death, and the ſudden and the ſad effect which it wrought upon the amorous ſpirit of <hi>Tiri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates. Oh! Example,</hi> cryed the fair Queen at this lamentable Relation, <hi>of the moſt firm and real love that ever heart was inflamed with! Oh Fidelity, pure and entire to the very end! poor Prince!—</hi>And upon theſe words, pity made the two Princeſſes redouble their weeping with ſo much violence, that for a long time they were not able to ſpeak. When they had recovered the uſe of their ſpeech, they enquired of the Servant how his body was diſpoſed of, and in what place they intended to render him the honours of a Fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neral. <hi>At this instant,</hi> ſaid the Servant, <hi>Arſanes, who was the Princes</hi>'s <hi>Governor; and whom we obey ſince his death, is employed in one of the Chambers of the houſe, in cauſing his body to be imbalmed to be carried into</hi> Parthia, <hi>to be interred in the Tomb of the</hi> Arſacides; <hi>and thoſe parts which could not endure the Voyage for fear of corruption, are lately laid in a Tomb which we are a raiſing for him about Five hundred paces hence upon the ſhore, where Prince</hi> Marcel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lus, <hi>who was preſent at his death, would have us leave this Monument of the loſs of our Prince.</hi> 
                  <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid the afflicted</hi> Eliſa <hi>to the Queen,</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <q>I ſhould not have Courage e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough to go and ſee the body of the Prince my Uncle, and I am very ſenſible that I could not ſee it without a great deal of emotion, and ſome fear. But if you think good, I
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ſhould be willing to viſit the Tomb which they are erecting for him upon the ſhore, and to render there to his <hi>Manes</hi> the laſt Devoirs they can expect from the <hi>Arſacides:</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>You have reaſon,</hi> ſaid <hi>Candace, not to be willing to go into the houſe, where all objects would be very doleful, and where, conſidering our viſit would be uſeleſs too, there is no need that we ſhould ſhew our ſelves to the perſons that may be there: We may with more facility and handſomneſs go viſit the Tomb as you deſire, and I will willingly bear you Company thither.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words, they cauſed themſelves to be conducted that way which <hi>Tiridates</hi>'s Servant guided them, and paſſing by the ſide of the Houſe, they had not gone Five hun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred paces, but they ſaw the Tomb, and the perſons that were employed about it. <hi>Arſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> had ſent for Workmen from the City the day before; and becauſe the work was plain, and without curioſity, 'twas almoſt finiſhed. 'Twas a Tomb of fair ſtone, without any workmanſhip, and upon it a Pyramid of the height of a man, upon which they had newly fixed an Epitaph upon a Copper-plate. The Princeſſes alighted before they approached that doleful place, and, taking one another by the hand, they advanced towards the Tomb on foot.</p>
               <p>They which were ſtill at work about it, being moved with reſpect at the ſight of thoſe Beauties, and being advertiſed by <hi>Tiridates</hi>'s Servant, retired to their quarter, to leave the place free to the Princeſſes, who falling upon their knees, waſhed the cold ſtone with thoſe tears which this ſad object drew afreſh from their fair eyes. After they had employed themſelvs a good while in this mournful exerciſe, and had wiſhed to the <hi>Manes</hi> of <hi>Tiri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates</hi> all the Repoſe which his Vertue and Fidelity might make him hope for in the <hi>Eliſian</hi> Fields, the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians</hi> raiſing her voice a little, but with a tone conforma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to their ſad employment, <hi>Arſacian Prince,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>receive that which a Princeſs de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcended likewiſe of the blood of</hi> Arſaces <hi>can at preſent offer thee; and ſince her deſtiny and thine, hath not permitted her to cloſe thy eyes, and to render thee the laſt Offices which thou mighteſt expect from the perſons of thy Family in Countries far remote from the place of thy Nativity, content thy ſelf, faithful ſpirit, with the tears which ſhe beſtows upon thee, ſince her Fortune permits her to do no more; and by the glorious example which thou haſt give her not to ſurvive the perſon beloved, ſhe hopes ſhortly to enjoy in the next life a ſight which was denied her in the former. Eliſa</hi> uttered theſe words in ſo ſad a manner, that <hi>Candace</hi> was moved with a freſh compaſſion, and riſing up from the place where they had kneeled, they caſt their eyes upon the Epitaph which was lately fixed upon the Pyramid, and there they read theſe doleful words.</p>
               <floatingText type="letter">
                  <body>
                     <head>To the Eternal Memory of a Prince, who had a ſhare of all the Vertues, though For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune, and a Brother's Cruelty, left him none in the Empire of his Anceſtors.</head>
                     <l>
                        <hi>YOu that acknowledg Love's Empires,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Pay Homage to the</hi> Manes</l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Of</hi> Tiridates:</l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Who renders the puiſſance of that goddeſs</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>More redoubtable by his Example,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Than by all his precedent Triumphs!</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>Tiridates <hi>Great in Birth, Great in Valor,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Great in all the Vertues,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Was greater yet in his Love,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Seeing that without the Aid</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Of Sword, or Poyſon, or Sickneſs,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Love alone brought him to</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>His Crave,</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>And cauſed him to exſpire his faithful Soul</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Having loſt the perſon</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Beloved:</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>As if the perſon beloved and</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>Tiridates <hi>had been animated</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>But with one Soul, and</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>That by one ſingle</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Thread, Deſtiny had cut off the</hi>
                     </l>
                     <l>
                        <hi>Web of both their lives.</hi>
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               <p>The mournful words found ſo much conformity with the humor of the ſad <hi>Eliſa,</hi> that ſhe deſired to read them over divers times; and whil'ſt ſhe amuſed her ſelf about this la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentable exerciſe, <hi>Candace,</hi> who, on the contrary, endeavoured to divert her ſelf from theſe mortal objects, removed her ſelf ſome paces from the Tomb, and calling to mind the remembrance of her intereſt, which <hi>Tiridates</hi>'s death had cauſed her to ſuſpend for ſome moments, ſhe meditated, as ſhe walked ſoftly along, what means ſhe might uſe to obtain elſewhere the aſſiſtance which ſhe had expected from <hi>Tiridates.</hi>
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               <p>She had meaſured a few ſteps, when caſting her eyes towards the houſe where that un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate Prince lay dead, ſhe ſaw two men come that way on foot: and when ſhe could diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cern them, ſhe perceived that one of the two leaned upon one ſide upon his Companions, and the other upon a ſtaff which he held in his hand, expreſſing by his feeble and languiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing pace, that he was not in good health; and ſhe had more reaſon to think ſo, when at a nearer diſtance ſhe might perceive that his countenance was very pale. But though it was
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very much changed, yet ſhe thought that ſhe knew ſome of the features in it, and the nea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rer he came to her, the more ſhe confirmed her ſelf in that opinion, not that ſhe ſound ſo great a reſemblance, as to ground her judgment upon it, conſidering that between the Age of Seventeen or Eighteen, and Four or five and twenty years, there happen very conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable alterations in a face; and it may be, ſhe would not have abſolutely given credit to that ſimilitude, if the man, whoſe ſteps were addreſſed to <hi>Tiridates</hi>'s Tomb, coming near to her, and having rendred to the Majeſty of her countenance, and the condition wherein he found her, the ſalutation which he thought was due to her, had not ſeemed to have been very much aſtoniſhed at the meeting of her. He caſt his eyes upon her two or three times with all the ſigns of a profound admiration, and <hi>Candace</hi>'s Viſage having ſuffered leſs alte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration than his, he the ſooner perceived the reſemblance of it, and not being able to maſter the firſt emotions of his tranſport: <hi>O gods,</hi> ſaid he, ſtarting back a ſtep or two, <hi>Can it be poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble that I ſhould ſee the Princeſs</hi> Candace! The Tone of his voyce, and theſe words, cauſed the Queen (who till then could give no credit to his imagination) no longer to doubt but that this man was <hi>Britomarus,</hi> who was educated in her Fathers Court, though ſhe had not ſeen him ſince he went out of <hi>Ethiopia<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </hi> after the Combat he had had with <hi>Ceſario.</hi> The Queen hearing her ſelf named, confirmed her ſelf preſently in her opinion, and believing that ſhe could not conceal her ſelf from him: <hi>Yes,</hi> ſaid ſhe, drawing neer to him, <hi>I am Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace, if you are</hi> Britomarus. <hi>I am</hi> Britomarus, <hi>without doubt,</hi> replied he; <hi>and though your diſdain did heretofore do me ſome displeaſure, which almoſt brought me to my Grave, yet I know very well that nothing can excuſe me from the reſpect and veneration which is due to you, nor hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der me from offering you all the Services that you can expect from me upon thoſe occaſions which have conducted you into theſe Countries.</hi>
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               <p>With theſe words, he ſet one knee upon the ground, and kiſſed the hem of her garment, with the ſame difference which he had formerly rendred her, when he was brought up in her Service. <hi>Candace</hi> giving him her hand with a great deal of ſweetneſs and Majeſty cauſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him to riſe up, and began to queſtion him about the condition of his life, and what adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture had brought him into that Countrey; when ſhe ſaw <hi>Eliſa</hi> approach, and believing that the Princeſs would have the curioſity to ſee the bold <hi>Britomarus,</hi> of whom ſhe made mention to her in the Relation of her life, and had acquainted her with the generous quarrel he had with <hi>Ceſario; Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>be pleaſed to come and participate with me in the adventure I have had to meet with one of my moſt ancient acquaintants: come and ſee the bold</hi> Britomarus, <hi>for whoſe Courage I expreſſed ſo much eſteem in the Diſcourſe I made you of my fortunes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>At the name of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> who, as <hi>Eliſa</hi> remembred, had a great ſhare in <hi>Candace</hi>'s ſtory; the Princeſs was really ſenſible of a deſire to ſee a man, whoſe former Actions pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſed ſomething worthy of Admiration, and came near to the Queen to look upon him; but ſhe no ſooner caſt her eyes upon his face, but with a loud exclamation ſhe let her ſelf fall between <hi>Cephiſa</hi>'s Arms, who by good Fortune was cloſe by her to hold her up. <hi>Britoma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rus,</hi> whoſe aſtoniſhment was leſs, and whoſe Courage was more undaunted than <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s was, did not loſe his ſenſes as ſhe did; but ſeeming tranſported with a vehement paſſion, he ran to throw himſelf at her feet, and kiſſing them a thouſand times with an Action full of extaſie, he made <hi>Candace</hi> judge that <hi>Eliſa</hi> had a greater intereſt than ſhe, in meeting with <hi>Britomarus.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Eliſa</hi> being fallen into a Swoon upon <hi>Cephiſa</hi>'s Lap, who was ſet down upon the ground, where ſhe had gently laid the Princeſs, whil'ſt <hi>Clitie</hi> ran for water to throw upon her ſelf: <hi>Candace</hi> was not a little aſtoniſhed at this Adventure, and not being able to judge for what reaſon the ſight of <hi>Britomarus</hi> had wrought ſuch a puiſſant effect upon <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s ſpirit, nor being likely to have any ſatisfaction upon that Account from <hi>Britoma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rus,</hi> who was fixed with ſo much ardor and earneſtneſs at the Princeſſe's knees, ſhe asked <hi>Cephiſa</hi> the cauſe of it, who being almoſt as much troubled as her Miſtreſs, had not the power to return her an Anſwer when ſhe ſaw <hi>Eliſa</hi> open her eyes. The firſt thing they beheld was <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and at the ſecond view the ſame cauſe was like to have cloſed them up again; yet the Princeſs ſtrove with her ſelf that ſhe might not relapſe into the ſame con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition again, and ſitting up whil'ſt <hi>Britomarus</hi> ſtepped a little back out of reſpect, after ſhe had looked upon him with an unaſſured reſpect, <hi>Artaban,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>Is it you? Are you dead? or are you living? Do my eyes deceive me? or do I really ſee</hi> Artaban, <hi>who I ſaw periſh in the waves?</hi>
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                  <hi>Candace</hi> imputing <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s Diſcourſe to a crazed imagination, had pity upon her, and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiring to draw her out of an Errour, whereinto ſhe thought ſhe was fallen through the ſtrength of her grief: <hi>My fair Princeſs,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>Artaban is not here, and I wiſh it might pleaſe the gods that you might as really find him, as 'tis certain that this is</hi> Britomarus <hi>whom</hi>
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                  <hi>you ſee at your feet. Britomarus,</hi> who till then had not had the power to ſpeak, taking a hint at <hi>Candace</hi>'s laſt words: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>though I am</hi> Britomarus, <hi>yet I am</hi> Artaban <hi>too; and if under the name of</hi> Britomarus, <hi>I paſſed my younger years in</hi> Candace<hi>'s Service, under that of</hi> Artaban <hi>I have bestowed the beſt part of my life upon, and have dedicated the remainders of it to, the Princeſs</hi> Eliſa. <hi>'Tis under the name of</hi> Artaban <hi>that I return to her feet, and that I bring her back</hi> (continued he, beginning again to imbrace her knees) <hi>not the Ghoſt of</hi> Artaban <hi>to affright her, but</hi> Artaban <hi>alive, and</hi> Artaban <hi>preſerved from the waves by the ſame deſtinies which guided me to the glorious opportunities of doing her Service. Be not then any longer affrighted, my adorable Princeſs, at the preſence of</hi> Artaban, <hi>he returns to you with the ſame Zeal which your Goodneſs was pleaſed to pardon, and the waters did in vain aſſault the life of a man, who could not dye but for Eliſa.</hi>
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               <p>The fair Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> being perſwaded by this Diſcourſe to believe a truth which was ſo dear to her, could not reſiſt the motions of joy which took poſſeſſion of her ſoul, and diſſipated in a moment that mortal ſadneſs wherein ſhe had languiſhed divers dayes. The firſt thing ſhe did, was to lift up her eyes to Heaven, and afterwards turning them towards the Sea: <hi>O Neptune!</hi> cryed ſhe, <hi>How real art thou in thy promiſes, ſince I ſee my</hi> Artaban <hi>again at the Tomb of a faithful Lover!</hi> And upon theſe words all her reſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vedneſs and ordinary modeſty could not hinder her from laying her Arm over the Neck of the proſtrate <hi>Artaban,</hi> and preſſing it with a more paſſionate Action than was natural to her: <hi>Artaban,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>my dear</hi> Artaban, <hi>How joyful am I to ſee you again? And how ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantagiouſly do the gods pay me for the tears I have ſhed, and the ſorrows I have ſuffered for you?</hi> The contentment which at that time abſolutely poſſeſſed her Soul, hindred her a great while from making any coherent or rational Diſcourſe, and her countenance did far outſtrip her tongue in expreſſing the conceptions of her mind.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> being full of extaſie and tranſport, did not explicate himſelf with more free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom; and that great Bourage which was proof againſt the rudeſt Attacks of Fortune, and the moſt ſenſible Afflictions, had not ſtrength enough to ſupport with moderation this ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect of an unexpected happineſs, and to reſiſt the motions of joy: But <hi>Candace</hi> having left them a while to their exclamations, and the firſt effects which ſuch a meeting might pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce, deſired at laſt to participate of their joy, and throwing her Arms about the Neck of the fair Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians: Ah! my dear Princeſs,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>How ſatisfied am I to behold your happineſs? And with how much real joy do I reſent the effect of thoſe promiſes which I alwayes made you? Will you not give credit another time to my Diſcourſe? And will you not believe that the gods are too good, and too juſt, to abandon the protection of ſuch a Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs as you are?</hi> 
                  <q>My fair Queen, <hi>anſwered</hi> Eliſa, <hi>paying her back her Careſſes with intereſt;</hi> After I had the happineſs to meet with your perſon, and to obtain your dear friendſhip, I had reaſon to hope for all manner of felicity; and if <hi>Artaban</hi> be but as joyful to ſee me again, as I am ſatisfied in his return to life, as I owe the meeting of him to you alone, ſo he is obliged to return you Thanks, for having preſerved <hi>Eliſa</hi> by your ſweet conſolations.</q>
               </p>
               <p>The Queen turning her ſelf then towards <hi>Artaban</hi> with more conſideration than ſhe had expreſſed to him at the firſt: <hi>What Britomarus,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>Are you then that</hi> Artaban, <hi>whoſe ſublime Reputation fills the Univerſe, who gains ſo many Battels, who unthrones Kings, overthrows Monarchies, and makes Empires depend upon the point of his Sword?</hi> 
                  <q>I am, <hi>anſwered he modeſtly,</hi> that <hi>Artaban</hi> to whom Fortune hath given ſome advantages, which are much leſs conſiderable to him, than the glory of having ſerved the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa;</hi> and that <hi>Artaban</hi> is the ſame <hi>Britomarus,</hi> whom you, and the King your Father Treated with diſdain; who was puniſhed with Baniſhment for having ſo much boldneſs as to lift up his Sword againſt <hi>Cleomedon;</hi> and who, for all that, as you ſee, was deſigned for great things, and for a Fortune ſufficiently glorious.</q> 
                  <hi>I aſſure you,</hi> replied <hi>Candace, I alwayes expected great and extraordinary things from you; but you muſt not think it ſtrange, that at a time when no body could foreſee the rank which you would advance your ſelf to by your Ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue, there was ſome difference made between you and</hi> Cleomedon: <hi>That Prince preſerves an eſteem for you, that speaks him no Enemy to you; and 'twas not without reaſon that you told him that you would render your ſelf ſo great by your Swords, that you might once more meaſure it with him.</hi> 
                  <q>I had that honour but a few dayes ſince, <hi>ſaid</hi> Artaban, and I believe that both of us do ſtill carry the marks of our <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ncounter.</q> 
                  <hi>Ah Britomarus,</hi> added <hi>Candace, Was it you then, that under thoſe Arms which the Lyons made remarkable, combated againſt him the other day in my preſence, and not far from this place where we now are?</hi> 
                  <q>'Twas I my ſelf Madam, <hi>replied</hi> Artaban, and 'twice in the ſame day we recommenced the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bat which was interrupted in <hi>Ethiopia.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>Artaban,</hi> ſaid <hi>Eliſa</hi> to him, intermingling with their Diſcourſe, <hi>If you value my friendſhip, and deſire that I ſhould eſteem you, you ſhall not only not be any longer an Enemy to a Prince who ſerves the Queen</hi> Candace; <hi>but you ſhall con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tract as great an Amity with him, as there is between this great Queen and I; and you ſhall</hi>
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                  <hi>ſeek for opportunities to ſerve him with as much ardor, as I have for the intereſts of the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs whom he loves. Artaban</hi> continued ſome moments without making a Reply, and then upon a ſudden reſuming the Diſcourſe: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he to <hi>Eliſa, the Prince of whom you speak, doth ſo worthly deſerve the eſteem and the affection which you would create in me for him, that 'twas by the means of my misfortune only, that the occaſions which I thought I had to complain of him, joining themſelves to a natural repignance without reaſon and foundation, made me reſiſt the inclination which his Vertue <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ight have wrought for him in all the men of the World beſides. But though I had been a great deal more ſenſibly injured, the declaration of your Will is ſo powerful over my ſpirit; and the cauſe that gave birth to my firſt reſentments, hath ſo long ceaſed; that I ſhall render to you without any repugnance, the obedience which is due to you, and to that Prince, whatſoever he can expect from the moſt faithful of his Friends, and the man who is beſt acquainted with his Uertue of any in the World.</hi> Theſe words proceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing from the mouth of a man who could not be ſuſpected of any want of ſincerity and freedom, gave a great deal of ſatisfaction to the two Princeſſes; and <hi>Candace</hi> turning to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards him with a countenance that expreſſed her contentment: <hi>I receive in</hi> Cleomedon<hi>'s stead,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>a conſiderable Amity, as that of the great</hi> Artaban <hi>ought to be; and I pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe you in the behalf of that abſent Prince, that he ſhall anſwer it with a freedom equal to yours.</hi> 
                  <q>Though he be abſent, <hi>replied</hi> Artaban, I believe he is not very far off; and if he got off from our Combat, and from that we had afterwards againſt the Pyrats, in ſuch a condition as I did, I believe he could not make any long Voyage: But, <hi>added he, ſpeak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to the two Princeſſes,</hi> you know poſſibly where he is; and in the mean time I cannot ſufficiently wonder at the Fortune which hath brought you two together, and in ſo ſmall a time hath joined you in ſo firm a friendſhip.</q> 
                  <hi>You ſhall underſtand that at leaſure,</hi> ſaid Eliſa; <hi>but in the mean while 'tis as juſt that we ſhould know from you, by what miracle you are eſcaped from the Waves wherein my eyes beheld you entombed, and where we had great reaſon to think that we had loſt you for ever.</hi>
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                  <hi>Artaban</hi> was about to return her an Anſwer, when at firſt they heard a noiſe of Horſes, and afterwards turning about their Heads, they ſaw a Body of Thirty or Forty Cavaliers, who paſſed along the ſhore, and marched towards <hi>Alexandria.</hi> The Commander of this Troop had his Head unarmed, and only covered with a little Bonnet ſhaded with a black Plume of Feathers, the reſt of his body was clad in Armor, as were all the perſons of his Retinue. At the ſight of the Ladies he left his Troop, and turning a little out of the way where he left it, he galloped towards the place where they were; and he was no ſooner come to them, but having caſt his eyes upon <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and immediately knowing her, he re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mained ſo raviſhed at this incounter, that for ſome moments he could not either by Action or Diſcourſe expreſs the perturbations of his Soul. At laſt diſſipating his aſtoniſhment, <hi>O gods!</hi> cryed he, <hi>Behold, behold her, whom I ſeek for all the World over.</hi> Having finiſhed theſe words, he threw himſelf haſtily from his Horſe, and ran to the Princeſs of the <hi>Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thians.</hi>
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                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> at the firſt was ſurprized with his Action, but ſhe was a great deal more ſurprized, and <hi>Artaban</hi> too, when caſting their eyes upon the mans face, they knew him to be <hi>Tigra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> King of the <hi>Medes.</hi> Never was aſtoniſhment like to that of the fair Princeſs, when ſhe ſaw before her eyes a Prince, whoſe ſight, after ſhe had given him ſuch great cauſes of reſentment, could not but be very formidable to her; the man to whom the King her Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther had given his conſent, the man that had eſpouſed her by his Ambaſſadors, and expect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed her in his own Dominions as his lawful Spouſe; and the ſame man, whoſe Ambaſſadors ſhe ſent diſgracefully back, after that ſhe was forcibly taken from their Conduct, and had declared her intentions to them. 'Tis certain, that at the ſight of a Prince ſo highly of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fended, and whom <hi>Eliſa</hi> could not look upon but as a cruel Enemy, the Princeſs was more like to one dead than alive, and had not ſo much power as to ſtir out of the place where ſhe was, nor to utter one word. 'Twas at that moment that ſhe took notice of the inſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility of Fortune, ſeeing that when ſhe thought her ſelf redevable to her for the life of her <hi>Artaban,</hi> upon whoſe death ſhe had beſtowed ſo many tears; and when ſhe was about to wipe away her ſorrows by an unexpected felicity, and to taſt of an agreeable change in her condition, ſhe ſaw her ſelf at the ſame time precipitated into the greateſt miſeries ſhe could apprehend, and fallen again into the hands of a man, whom ſhe was more afraid of, than all the dangers to which ſhe had been expoſed to avoid him, and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der which, neither <hi>Artaban</hi>'s, nor her own life, could be otherwiſe than hateful to her.</p>
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                  <hi>Tigranes</hi> plainly perceived her ſtrong ſurprize, and not being ignorant of the cauſe of it, he did not ſeem much troubled at it. The uſage he had received from the Princeſs, did certainly give him matter of reſentment enough; but having a great deal of reſpect and
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love for her, he believed that 'twas not fit to make any uncivil uſe of this incounter, nor intimidate <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s ſpirit by a rough demeanor towards her, and ſo aggravate the grief which probably ſhe might be ſenſible of for this effect of her bad Fortune. He ſmoothed his countenance as much as poſſibly he could, and he had no great difficulty to mollifie him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf before a Beauty which might have wrought the ſame effect upon <hi>Tygers;</hi> neither did he need to look far for humility, before thoſe eyes which might humble the proudeſt hearts.</p>
               <p>In fine, reflecting a great deal more upon his preſent happineſs, than upon all his paſt miſfortunes, he ſeemed to expreſs in his countenance the change of his condition, and accoſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing <hi>Eliſa</hi> with an Action full of the marks of reſpect: <hi>Be not aſtoniſhed Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>at the meeting of a Prince, whoſe Duty towards you nothing can diſpenſe with: 'Tis not a</hi> Barba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rian, <hi>'tis not an Enemy that you have met; and though the cruel injuries, by which you have filled his Soul with deſpair, might give him juſt cauſe enough to complain, yet they have not expunged that profound Character of Love and Reſpect which your Beauties had ingraved in his heart. Though you turned away my Ambaſſadours, though you declared your cruel intention to them; and though, in ſcorn of my Services, and of the King your Father's will, and of that ſolemn Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on which gave me lawful pretenſions to the poſſeſſion of you, you followed the fortune and the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of a man unknown, at the mercy of the Waves, of Pyrats, and of a Thouſand other Dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gers; yet you have not ſo much injured me by rejecting my perſon and my love, as by the neg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lest you have had of your own life, in expoſing it to ſo many perils, only to avoid the ſight of a Prince who adored you. The juſt gods, in preſerving you from ſo many hazards that apparently threatned you; have been pleaſed out of their goodneſs to put you again into the hands of him for whom your Conduct was reſerved. Do not look upon him then with the eye of an Enemy, ſince he beholds you ſtill with the ſame eyes through which love made a paſſage to his heart; and be pleaſed that by freeing you from a condition, which doubtleſs is not conformable to your Digni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, he may deliver you from all the outrages that Fortune could do you, and ſettle you upon a Throne where you ſhall Reign not ſo much over the Subjects, as over their Prince. Doubtleſs hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven would have it ſo, that hath ſo luckily conducted my steps, to meet with you; thoſe whom your Birth might give ſome Command over you, have ſufficiently expreſſed that it was their intention, and I hope that you will not be repugnant to it your ſelf, if you permit any conſideration of Juſtice to ſucceed that cruel averſion, which I am bold to ſay I never deſerved, and which hitherto hath expoſed me to ſo many misfortunes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>During <hi>Tigranes</hi>'s Diſcourſe, <hi>Eliſa</hi> having had time to recompoſe her ſelf a little, and taking Courage from the Command which ſhe knew ſhe had ſtill over his ſpirit, after ſhe had expreſſed by a look the thoughts of her Soul to <hi>Artaban,</hi> upon whom <hi>Tigranes</hi> had not as yet caſt his eyes, and made that valiant man judge, that the fear ſhe had for him was the thing that moſt troubled her: At laſt lifting up her eyes towards <hi>Tigranes</hi> with a more aſſured countenance than before; Tigranes, ſaid ſhe, <hi>I do not doubt, whatſoever cauſe of com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaint you believe you have againſt me, but that I ſhall ſtill find you to be a vertuous Prince from whom I ought not to expect any thing but reſpect and ſervice; neither do I expect any other from you, if you give ear to reaſon in the complaints you make of me; and when you ſhall con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſider that I have alwayes reſiſted the Teſtimonies of your Affection without giving you any hope; and on the contrary, have done all that poſſibly I could to extinguiſh all thoſe which you might have conceived, and that I did openly, and to the uttermoſt of my power, oppoſe the vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence which the King my Father did me in your Favour, when he committed me into the hands of your Ambaſſadors, you will not receive as an injury the Declaration I made to them of my intentions, nor the retreat I pretended to make to the King of</hi> Lybia, <hi>my Uncle, with whom I might have made an honourable ſtay, till the violent humor of the King my Father was a little moderated. I did not commit my ſelf to</hi> Artaban<hi>'s Conduct, neither did I follow</hi> Artaban<hi>'s For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune; and you your ſelf are not ignorant, that it was much againſt my will, that he was put into our Ship laden with Irons, to be conducted as a Priſoner to you; and that he was not freed from his Irons, till your men and mine had need of his Valor for the defence of their lives. I have ſince by good Fortune, found Sanctuary under</hi> Ceſar<hi>'s power; they which command here for him, have put me under his protection, and at his feet I will expect my Deſtiny, without undertaking any longer Voyages, till it ſhall pleaſe the gods, and the King my Father; to aſſure the condition of my life.</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>The King your Father,</hi> replied <hi>Tigranes, will never like it that you have choſen your retreat amongſt his Enemies;</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>the Empire of the</hi> Romans, <hi>and that of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>are too oppoſite, and they have had too many bloody Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſts for you ever to think to perſwade the King of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>to permit the Emperor of the</hi> Romans <hi>to diſpoſe of his Family: But though it ſhould fall out ſo, I will never truſt my Rights to any mans diſpoſing; and ſeeing that by the will of the gods, and the conſent of the King your Father, you are my lawful Wife, I ought not to endure that you ſhould beg for Refuge, who</hi>
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                  <hi>may offer it to others; nor ſeek for protection from any Forraign Power ſince you your ſelf have abſolute command over a great Kingdom, which acknowledges you for its Queen. I ſhould be,</hi> anſwered <hi>Eliſa, your lawful Wife indeed, as you pretend, if together with the will of the gods, and the conſent of the King my Father, which you alledg, you could have gotten mine too, that was more neceſſary for you than the other, to make you my Husband, and without my will there is no power can make you ſo. The Action, replied</hi> Tigranes, <hi>was too Authentick not to be known, and no man will wonder, if I take poſſeſſion of that which belongs to me whereſoever I can find it.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words drawing near to her, he took her by the Arm, and though ſhe made reſiſtance, he did what he could to lead her towards his Troop.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban,</hi> who till then had hearkned to their Diſcourſe, expecting what concluſion they would make, grew altogether impatient at this Action; and though he knew very well that being alone unarmed, and feeble after his wounds, as he was, he could not ſhew himſelf to <hi>Tigranes,</hi> without expoſing himſelf to an apparent death; yet he cloſed his eyes againſt all the conſiderations of danger, and preſenting himſelf to <hi>Tigranes</hi> with that great Cou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rage which nothing could ever daunt: <hi>Stay</hi> Tigranes, ſaid he, <hi>and do not think to do</hi> Eliſa <hi>any violence, as long as</hi> Artaban <hi>lives.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The King of the <hi>Medes</hi> had been till then ſo taken up with the unexpected meeting of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> that he had not ſo much as caſt his eyes upon thoſe that accompanied her; and <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban</hi> being on foot without Arms, or any thing that might attract the ſight of a man which was ſtrongly fixed upon other Objects, <hi>Tigranes</hi> took no notice of him: but he had no ſooner ſpoken, nor appeared beſore the King, who for very great reaſons had alwayes his Idea preſent in his memory; but not withſtanding the condition wherein he ſaw him, and the change of his countenance, he immediately knew him. The fire doth not more ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>denly ſeize upon the moſt combuſtible ſubſtance, than <hi>Tigranes</hi>'s Choler was inkindled in his offended ſpirit, all the injuries that he had received from <hi>Artaban,</hi> by his deſerting of his Party, by taking of him Priſoner, by the loſs of his Kingdom, and of his <hi>Eliſa</hi> too; for which he accuſed none but him, came in a moment into his memory, and made him imagine that the gods had taken care of his love and vengeance both at once. He was re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to neglect neither of them, and being inflamed with all the indignation that his re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentment and jealouſie could inſpire him with, he quitted the Princeſs, and approaching his bold Rival with eyes ſparkling with fury, and a garb-compoſed of terror: <hi>What, inſolent man,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>when I believed that the Waves and Fortune had ſnatched thee from my too juſt vengeance, doſt thou come to preſent thy ſelf to it, and to ſeck a death which thou mighteſt a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>void by ſhunning the ſight of a Prince whom thou haſt ſo unworthily wronged?</hi> 
                  <q>Tigranes, <hi>replied</hi> Artaban, Thou knoweſt very well that tis not my cuſtom to flie from inraged Kings, and that ſometimes I make Kings ſenſible of the deſtiny of other men, when we decide our quarrels by the Sword.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban</hi> had hardly made an end of theſe words, but <hi>Tigranes,</hi> who at another time would have been afraid of that formidable Arm, being ſo well acquainted with it, truſting at preſent to the number of his men, who ſeeing his Action a few paces off, could quickly come in to his aſſiſtance; and in <hi>Artaban</hi>'s weakneſs, which appeared in his face, drew his Sword, and fell upon him full of fury; the Cavaliers of his Troop ſeeing his Action from the place where they were, ran at full ſpeed to ſecond him; but before they came to him, <hi>Artaban</hi> having put by a thruſt which <hi>Tigranes</hi> made at him, gave him ſuch an eſſectual blow upon the Head, that notwithſtanding the weakneſs of the Arm which at that time could not act with its ordinary force, <hi>Tigranes</hi> not being able to ſupport the weight of it, ſtaggered two or three ſteps, and fell upon the Sand. <hi>Artaban</hi> had not time to rejoyce at this lucky blow, and ſeeing at the ſame inſtant Thirty or Forty Cavaliers fall in upon him at full ſpeed, though he thought his life was near a period; yet being reſolved to make his Enemies buy it with ſome of their blood, he threw himſelf with the ſmall ſtrength he had behind <hi>Tiridates</hi>'s Tomb, to avoid the ſhock of the Horſes.</p>
               <p>The Cavaliers being vexed at the fall of their King, and having put on their Horſes at full ſpeed, ran a good way beyond the Tomb, and before they had ſtopped, and wheeled a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout to return to him, by the aid of his Squire he was gotten upon the Tomb, and leaning his back againſt the Pyramid where the Epitaph of <hi>Tiridates</hi> was faſtned; he put himſelf into a poſture to ſtop the firſt that ſhould come within the length of his Sword.</p>
               <p>This was a very remarkable thing, that the manſion of death ſhould ſerve for a Sanctu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ary of life; and yet 'ts certain that it was at <hi>Tiridates</hi>'s Tomb that <hi>Artaban</hi> found his ſafety; for had it not been for the aſſiſtance he received from that, he had doubtleſs been run through Thirty times, and trodden under the Horſes feet; yet he could not have a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voided the death which he only deferred, and though the firſt that came up to him received a blow of his Sword, which cleſt him half way down the face, and the ſecond's Horſe be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing
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ſtruck upon the Head, gave a bound, and fell backwords upon his Maſter; the reſt being full of deſire to revenge their King, and aſhamed of the reſiſtance that a ſingle man could make againſt them, they incompaſſed the Tomb, and would have quickly found means to diſpatch <hi>Artaban</hi> with a Thouſand wounds; and at the ſame time <hi>Tigranes,</hi> who was on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly aſtonied, being got up again with the aſſiſtance of two or three of his men, and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving remounted his Horſe, was going without doubt to execute his vengeance, when the Horſe-men, who by the order of <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> guarded the Princeſſes, and out of reſpect, had kept at a diſtance, to leave them liberty to diſcourſe, being drawn thither by their outcryes, and incited by their tears and intreaties, made towards the Tomb at full ſpeed, with intention to ſuccour that valiant man, who being alone diſputed his life againſt ſo great a Number. Being immediately ingaged; they diſpatched the moſt eager of them; and the <hi>Medes</hi> ſeeing ſuch an unexpected-ſuccour come in to him that they aſſaulted, and being afraid that the Number of his aſſiſtants was greater than indeed it was, retired from about the Tomb, and rallied about their King, to receive the ſhock of theſe new E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemies.</p>
               <p>When <hi>Tigranes</hi> had viewed them, and ſaw them weaker in Number than his men, he charged them with a great deal of Choler; and the others, who were reſolved to execute the orders which they had received from <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> and knew very well, that without incurring their indignation, they could not deſert the deſence of the Princeſſes; they couragiouſly oppoſed the <hi>Medes,</hi> and with the firſt blows that were given, two men of each party fell.</p>
               <p>But <hi>Artaban</hi> no ſooner ſaw them at a diſtance from the Tomb, but cauſing his faithful Squire who did not leave him, to give him one of thoſe Horſes, whoſe Maſters lay grove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling in the duſt, and covering his left Arm with a ſhield which he preſented to him, he got on Horſe-back by his aſſiſtance, and caſting a terrible look upon the thickeſt of his Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, he charged amongſt them with ſuch a fury, as did not ſignifie any diminution of his ſtrength. There was a neceſſity that Love and Anger ſhould extraordinarily animate him; for without their Aid, he was hardly ſtrong enough to keep his Saddle; and in the mean time <hi>Tigranes</hi> ſaw him fall upon his men with that fierceneſs which was ordinary with <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban;</hi> and that impetuoſity, which was rather comparable to Lighting, than any humane thing. <hi>My friends</hi> cryed he immediately to thoſe that had ſuccoured him, <hi>If I cannot be abſolutely beholding to you for my life, I will loſe the remainder of it in the Head of you; and if you employ all your Ualor, I hope our Enemies will have no cauſe to brag of their Uictory.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>As he ſpake theſe words, he let fall his redoubtable Sword upon the Head of the fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt and ſent one half of it, with a part of the Head-piece to the ground; they that ſaw the blow, grew pale with fear, and <hi>Tigranes</hi> himſelf as couragious as he was, felt an Icy coldneſs trill along his veins, and he was not ſorry when a party of his men preſſed before him to defend him from ſo furious an Enemy. <hi>Artaban</hi> calling upon him with a loud voyce, endeavoured to find out a paſſage to come at him, and doubtleſs he would have o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened himſelf a way with his Sword, if he had been aſſiſted with his ordinary ſtrength, and if his body had been defended with any Armor, that might have ſecured him from divers thruſts that were made at him at the ſame time; yet 'tis certain that as he was, his Friends admired him, and his Enemies feared him.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, <hi>Eliſa</hi> more like to a dead, than a living Creature, and <hi>Candace</hi> very ſenſibly afflicted for her ſake, beheld the Combat with all the emotion that a deadly fear could create in them, and ſent up a Thouſand cryes and vows to Heaven for the preſervation of their Defenders, <hi>Eliſa</hi> might eaſily have ſecured her ſelf from <hi>Tigranes</hi> by flight, and <hi>Cephiſa</hi> being not ſo couragious as ſhe, counſelled her to do ſo; but ſhe could not en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dure to be told of leaving <hi>Artaban</hi> engaged in Combat upon her occaſion, and choſe ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to expoſe her ſelf to all the ills that threatned her, than to the reproach of having un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gratefully abandoned him. She had reaſon a few moments after to repent her ſelf of her commendable reſolution, if Repentance for a good Deſign could have found any room in her Soul; and <hi>Tigranes</hi> plainly perceiving that the Victory was not ſo Cock-ſure as he imagined, and fearing that whil'ſt he obſtinately purſued his vengeance againſt <hi>Artaban,</hi> he might loſe <hi>Eliſa,</hi> who might make an eſcape, during the Combat, after he had given or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der to the chief of his men not to let his Enemy eſcape, and had told them the place where he ſhould find him, he rode towards the Princeſs with two of his men, and making one of them alight, he commanded him to take <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and lift her into his Arms.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Mede</hi> obeyed his Prince, and the fair <hi>Eliſa,</hi> notwithſtanding her exclamations, and all the reſiſtance ſhe could make, was carried from the place where ſhe was, and put in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to <hi>Tigranes</hi>'s Arms. The King of the <hi>Mede</hi> departed with his prey, being followed on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly
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by thoſe two men who ſeconded him upon that Deſign; and <hi>Eliſa,</hi> who was not of ſo ſtrong a complexion as to eſcape out of his hands by ſtrugling, filled the Aire with her out<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cries, and called both gods and men to her Aſſiſtance. <hi>Tigranes</hi> held her faſt betwixt his Arms, and though with ſweet expreſſions he endeavoured to qualifie the violence he did her, yet he held her ſo, that it was impoſſible for her to eſcape.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban,</hi> who heard her cryes, and turned his Head that way from whence they came, perceived, with a mortal grief the loſs he had, or was likely to receive, if he did not uſe ſome ſudden remedy: <hi>Great gods,</hi> cryed he, <hi>lifting up his eyes to Heaven, Will you deny me your aſſiſtance in this extremity wherein I implore it?</hi> And ſpeaking theſe few words, he be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to cut out that paſſage which was denied him, by a fatal blow which he gave to the for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wardeſt of his oppoſers in the breaſt, which inſtantly deprived him of life, and ſeconding that blow with others no leſs furious than that, at laſt he made himſelf way enough to run to the aſſiſtance of his Princeſs, and never debating with himſelf whether he might with hon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our deſert thoſe men in a Combat wherein they were engaged for his defence, he purſued <hi>Tigranes</hi> with all the ſpeed that his Horſe could make; but the advantage which the King of the <hi>Medes</hi> had gotten before him was ſo great, that it had been impoſſible for him to over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>take him, if he had met with no hindrance; and he was gotten to the skirt of the Wood, before that <hi>Artaban</hi> perceived that <hi>Eliſa</hi> was carried away.</p>
               <p>The fair Princeſs made the Woods to eccho with her exclamations, and her outcyes were not in vain; for they cauſed a man to turn his Head that way, who was paſſing amongſt the Trees on Horſe-back, and by the paleneſs of his countenance; ſeemed to be in no bet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter condition than <hi>Artaban.</hi> This man had no ſooner ſeen <hi>Eliſa</hi> between the Arms of her Raviſher, and lent ſome attention to her complaints, but he underſtood the violence that was offered her; and though he was called another way by very urgent Affairs, and was in no good condition to pick a quarrel, yet vertue prompted him to afford that aſſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance which was due to a diſtreſſed Lady; and riding up to the place where <hi>Tigranes</hi> muſt needs paſs to ſtop his paſſage: <hi>Stay,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>whoſoever thou art, and do not believe that I will endure the violence thou offereſt. Tigranes</hi> being enraged at this new obſtacle, and ſeeing that he could not clear his paſſage with his Sword, without letting the Princeſs go, he ſet her gently upon the ground, and approaching his new Enemy with his Sword in his hand: <hi>Thou haſt ſought thy death,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>by hindering my Deſign.</hi> And with theſe words he intended, as he paſſed by him, to run him into the body with his Sword; but the unknown who had not yet drawn his, cloſing up to him, and ſeizing upon his Bridle, gave him ſo ſtrong a thruſt, that the Horſe mounting before, and <hi>Tigranes</hi> being a little intangled in the Reins, the Horſe fell backwards upon him, and almoſt killed him with the fall.</p>
               <p>The two Cavaliers that followed <hi>Tigranes,</hi> inſtead of going to relieve him, fell at once upon the unknown, who receiving them without fear, though he had no other Arms but his Sword, thruſt in into the throat of the formoſt with ſo much ſucceſs, that it came out at the other ſide of his Neck; and ſeeing the ſecond ruſh upon him with the ſame violence, after he had put by with his Sword a blow that the other made at his Head, he thruſt his through the Viſor of his Helmet, and tumbled him dead upon the Sand. Having made this ſudden execution, and approaching to <hi>Eliſa,</hi> who had had no time to remove her ſelf: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>What do you deſire that I ſhould do more for your Service? Eliſa</hi> was about to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turn an Anſwer, when they ſaw <hi>Artaban</hi> come poſting in with ſuch an impetuoſity, as ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficiently ſignified the paſſion which animated him. The countenance of the Princeſs ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed her joy at the ſight, and the unknown who perceived him, having asked her if this was one of her Enemies: <hi>No,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>This is my Defender, to whom you have rendred a conſiderable piece of Service, by putting me again into his hands.</hi> 
                  <q>I will leave you with him then, <hi>replied the unknown,</hi> if you have no farther uſe of me; for I have not ſo much liberty as to ſtay any longer with you, if new occaſions of doing you Service do not detain me.</q> With theſe words he was preparing to depart, when <hi>Artaban</hi> came up cloſe to him. They had no ſooner viewed each other, but one knew the other; and though the unknown had had ſuch great quarrels with him, as not to look upon him as a Friend, yet he could not repent of the Service which he had rendred him, and the Nobleneſs of his heart made him find all the ſatisfaction that he could receive by doing a good Action. <hi>Artaban</hi> was going to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coſt him, though the other retired with a great deal of impatience, when he ſaw the two Troops coming up to him which he had left engaged in fight, <hi>Tigranes</hi>'s men being abſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutely reſolved to purſue him, and <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s and <hi>Cornelius</hi>'s men to defend him ſtill as they had begun.</p>
               <p>At the ſame time <hi>Tigranes</hi> being recovered from under his Horſe, and mounted again, the Combat began more furiouſly than before; and the King of the <hi>Medes</hi> being vexed at his bad Fortune which had laid him twice upon the ground, and at the reſiſtance that was
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made againſt his Deſign, when he thought that nothing could poſſibly retard it, encoura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ging his men with his voyce and example, quickly cauſed the earth to be covered with di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers bodies of either party. 'Tis true, he could not chooſe but be afraid of <hi>Artaban</hi>'s ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaches, and as couragious as he was, he often grew pale at the mighty blows he ſaw him give. And 'twas not without reaſon that he feared him, for if this redoubtable Warrior had been but Maſter of his ordinary ſtrength, and provided with good Arms, all the ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtacles he met with, could not have hindred him from killing <hi>Tigranes</hi> in the midſt of all his men; and as he was, he diſpatched two of thoſe whom their Prince loved beſt, before his face, with two furious blows; he cut off a third mans Arm, and gave <hi>Tigranes</hi> himſelf a blow, which gliding down his Armor, upon which his Sword did not fall right, hit upon his Horſes Neck, and gave him a great wound wherewith he was quite covered with blood, but almoſt at the ſame time his own Horſe had received divers hurts under him, and began to ſtagger, being ready to fall. Beſides the Number of the <hi>Medes</hi> far ſurpaſſing thoſe that defended <hi>Artaban,</hi> and they being ſome of the braveſt men of their Nation, this va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liant man was ſtill in danger of his life, when they ſaw a Body of above Fifty Horſe com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing from <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and preſently thoſe that fought for <hi>Eliſa,</hi> cried out with a great deal of joy, that 'twas <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>And indeed they were the ſame perſons, whom the good Deſtiny of <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ban</hi> had conducted forth to meet the Princeſſes, and having met firſt with Queen <hi>Candace</hi> all in tears, ſhe gave them a ſhort Account of <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s misfortune, and the danger of thoſe perſons that fought in her Defence. <hi>Agrippa</hi> having rendred what was due to the fair Queen, and leaving the care to <hi>Cornelius</hi> to cauſe her to remount into the Chariot, he flew in like an inraged Lion upon this occaſion to ſerve the Princeſs whom he adored, and im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediately ſeeking for <hi>Tigranes,</hi> as for an Enemy that would deprive him of that he loved, he had no ſooner diſcovered him, but he charged him with a fury that was fatal to the firſt that came within the reach of his Sword.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> ſeeing him do it, did not forget to entreat his aſſiſtance; but her requeſts were unneceſſary at a time when he was ſufficiently animated by his own intereſt though other<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wiſe he had vertue enough to do, only upon the motive of his Duty, whatſoever his love could exact of him. <hi>Tigranes</hi> ſeeing this ſtorm falling upon him, and finding himſelf in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>capable to reſiſt it, got preſently out of the Throng, and underſtanding that it was <hi>Agrippa</hi> that charged him, he cryed out to his men to yield, and deſired to ſpeak with <hi>Agrippa. A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa,</hi> whom no paſſion could tranſport beyound the bounds of his Duty, ſtayed at <hi>Tigra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi>'s words, and commanding his men to do ſo too, he gave Audience to the King of the <hi>Medes</hi> as he deſired. The Combat ceaſed almoſt in a moment, and all the Combatants drawing up about their Maſters, <hi>Tigranes</hi> on the one ſide at the head of his Troop, and <hi>Artaban</hi> on the other ſide with <hi>Eliſa,</hi> whom he accoſted, preſented themſelves before <hi>Agrippa.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tigranes</hi> beginning to ſpeak firſt, and knowing very well that he ſpake to a man whoſe Name was venerable to all that acknowlegded the <hi>Roman</hi> Empire; <q>My Lord <hi>Agrippa, ſaid he,</hi> I know not what offence we have done you, to be treated thus as your mortal Enemies, and to ſee you embrew your weapons in the blood of my men, who have not by any Action merited either <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s or <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s Enmity. Though I appear here in a condition unconformable to my quality, I am King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> and I do not think you would deal with Princes of my Rank, as with common perſons.</q> 
                  <hi>Perſons of your rank,</hi> ſaid Agrippa, <hi>if you be indeed what you speak your ſelf, do not diſcover themſelves by ſuch Actions as drew our Arms againſt you; and not knowing you otherwiſe than by the conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on wherein I ſaw you, I could not treat you otherwiſe, than as a man whom I found ſhedding the blood of our men, and violently carrying away a Princeſs, who hath taken Refuge between</hi> Ce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſar<hi>'s Arms.</hi> 
                  <q>The Princeſs that I would carry away, <hi>replied Tigranes,</hi> is my lawful Spouſe, whom the King her Father in the face of the whole World delivered to my Ambaſſadors after that the Marriage was publickly Celebrated: So that I cannot believe that either <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa</hi> or <hi>Auguſtus</hi> himſelf ſhould think it ſtrange, that I ſhould take her, as being her Husband, to conduct her to the Throne where ſhe ought to command. And if I have killed ſome of your men not knowing them, 'twas becauſe they undertook the Defence of an inſolent Fellow, who having no other Advantages, but what he hath acquired by his Sword, and what he hath received by the Favours I have done him, hath taken the Queen my Wife out of the hands of my Ambaſſadors, hath brought her by Sea into this Countrey, where I have met with her, and hath oppoſed the Deſign which I had to take her again as my own.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tigranes</hi> had ſpoken more, if the impatient <hi>Artaban</hi> had not boldly interrupted him: <hi>That Fellow,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>who hath no other Advantages but thoſe of his Sword, is the ſame, that</hi>
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                  <hi>wearing that Sword in thy Service, without being obliged to it by any conſiderations, preſerved thy Crown when it was ready to fall into the hands of the King of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>and that by the breach of thy word being become thy Enemy, ſhamefully chaſed thee out of the Countries which that Sword had given thee, defeated thee in a pitched Field, took thee Priſoner gave thee thy liberty, which thou didſt not deſerve; and ſeeing thee return again in Arms, vanquiſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed thee in divers Battels, and ſnatched that Crown from off thy Head which he had formerly ſetled upon it; if ſuch a man be worthy of thy ſcorn, and cannot boaſt of any other Advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ges than the Favours thou haſt done him, I appeal to the judgment of the great</hi> Agrippa, <hi>who is ſufficiently known to all the World to make me believe that Vertue is no leſs conſiderable to him than the luſtre of a Crown.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>From the time that <hi>Artaban</hi> had begun to ſpeak, <hi>Agrippa</hi> had begun to look upon him with Admiration; and not only the <hi>mine</hi> of this valiant perſon might cauſe the aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and attract the attention of all that beheld him; but the great things likewiſe which hapned in the Empires of the <hi>Medes</hi> and <hi>Parthians</hi> by the Valor of <hi>Artaban,</hi> being ſpread over all the Earth, had made the name of <hi>Artaban</hi> as famous as <hi>Caeſar,</hi> or <hi>Pompey</hi> the Great; ſo that <hi>Agrippa,</hi> upon the Relation of his great Actions, divers times felt a generous emulation in himſelf towards a man, that in the <hi>Parthian</hi> Empire did ſo highly merit that glory which he ſought for amongſt the <hi>Romans.</hi> He had a hundred times deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red to be acquainted with ſo great a man, and not doubting at that preſent but that it was he, after he had viewed him from head to foot, with an Action that expreſſed the thoughts he conceived for him: <hi>If you be the Great</hi> Artaban, ſaid he, <hi>as your Diſcourſe doth make me judge, you have reaſon to believe, that a Crown ſhall not be more conſiderable to me, than your Vertue; and though I would not deny what is due to the Royal Dignity,</hi> Trigranes <hi>muſt not be offended, if I ſay that thoſe men who diſpoſe of</hi> Crowns <hi>are to be no leſs eſteemed of, than thoſe that wear them; and that ſuch men as</hi> Artaban <hi>being not ſo common as Kings are, will find a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt thoſe that know what Vertue is, that which Kings can never expect from their Dia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dems. I will not only therefore aſſure you of</hi> Caeſar<hi>'s protection and amity, but likewiſe deſire your Friendſhip, as a benefit of ſo high a value, as cannot be purchaſed at any rate.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words taking notice that <hi>Artaban</hi> was alighted, becauſe his Horſe was wounded, and was no longer able to bear him; he alighted too to go and embrace him; and <hi>Artaban,</hi> the moſt fierce and daring man in the world towards thoſe that undervalued him, and the moſt humble and ſubmiſſive to them that honoured him, and thoſe whom he thought worthy of his eſteem, received <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s Careſſes with all the reſpect he could have rendred to <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and looking upon him as a man, whom his Vertue rendred far greater than his Fortune: <hi>Generous Agrippa,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>Fame hath but done you juſtice though ſhe proclaims you to be the greateſt of men: and the honour you render to that little vertue where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with ſhe would flatter me, makes it apparent that you poſſeſs it in the higheſt degree.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Whil'ſt <hi>Agrippa</hi> made much of <hi>Artaban, Eliſa</hi> was tranſported with joy at it; and <hi>Candace,</hi> who coming again to her, embraced her a thouſand times, participated of her Friend's contentments, as if they had been her own. But <hi>Tigranes</hi> was ready to dye with grief and deſpight to ſee the advantages of his Rival, and not being able to endure them a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny longer with patience: <hi>Great Agrippa,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>the eſteem you expreſs to</hi> Artaban, <hi>ought not to make me fear that you will protect him againſt juſtice; but leaving you at liberty to ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der him all the honour you can think him worthy of, I only deſire my wife of you, and do believe you are too juſt to deſire to keep her from me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> who heard this Diſcourſe, was minded to prevent <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s Anſwer, though ſhe thought it would be for her diſadvantage, and drawing near to him: <q>I ſhould have been <hi>Tigranes</hi>'s wiſe, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> if I would have conſented to thoſe violences which they would have done me in his favour; but having alwayes reſiſted them as my Duty was, and as I might well do, being born in a free condition, he never was, or ever ſhall be my Huſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band; and inſtead of acknowledging him for ſuch, I deſire <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s protection and yours, great <hi>Agrippa,</hi> againſt the violence he would do me. <hi>Tigranes would have made a Reply,</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>when</hi> Agrippa <hi>taking up the Diſcourſe:</hi> 
                  <q>
                     <hi>Tigranes, ſaid he,</hi> you need not fear any injuſtice in any place that yields obedience to <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s Authority: and if the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs of the <hi>Parthians</hi> acknowledg you for her Husband, and be willing to go with you, we will be no hindrance to you; but if ſhe hath no ſuch intention, we will not ſuffer any violence to be offered her in thoſe places where ſhe cannot ſuffer it without prejudice to <hi>Caeſars</hi> Authority, whoſe protection ſhe deſires. It ſhall be before <hi>Caeſar,</hi> if you pleaſe, that you ſhall diſpute your pretenſions; and you need not doubt but that he will preſerve your intereſts, if Juſtice be on your ſide. In the mean time we will reconduct the fair Princeſs to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> whither you are permitted to retreat as well as ſhe, and where you may expect, if you pleaſe, the arrival and judgment of <hi>Caeſar.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>Cornelius</hi> advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing
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upon theſe words, confirmed <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s Propoſition to <hi>Tigranes;</hi> and believing that ſo much Civility was due to the Royal Dignity, he offered him, as Pretor of <hi>Egypt,</hi> what retreat he could deſire in <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tigranes</hi> ſighed divers times for grief, and could not conſent to the injury they did him in keeping <hi>Eliſa</hi> from him; but at laſt conſidering that he had not power enough to change the condition of things according to his wiſh, and judging too that there was a great deal of equity in <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s procedure, he told him, that ſeeing there was a neceſſity for it, he would go to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and there expect the arrival of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> believing that he would reſtore him his Spouſe, and not deny him that Juſtice which he rendred to all the world.</p>
               <p>All things being thus pacified, <hi>Tigranes</hi> with his men marched towards <hi>Alexandria,</hi> whither, before he met with <hi>Eliſa,</hi> he had a Deſign to go; and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> though he part<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed unwillingly from <hi>Candace,</hi> thought himſelf obliged in Civility to bear them Company, and to take care of providing lodgings for them; and <hi>Agrippa</hi> undertaking the conduct of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> cauſed her to mount again into the Chariot with <hi>Candace,</hi> and though upon a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſed report of the loves of <hi>Artaban</hi> and <hi>Eliſa,</hi> he already looked upon that great man with thoughts of jealouſie, he made the motions of that paſſion give place to Vertue, ſo as to render him all the aſſiſtances that were due to him; and ſuppoſing by the condition wherein he ſaw him, that he could not be long on Horſeback without inconvenience, he deſired him to enter into the Chariot with the Princeſſes, leading him as it were in Triumph over the advantages he had gained over his Enemy.</p>
               <p>O how much ſweetneſs did <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Artaban</hi> find in theſe delicious moments, after ſo many tears, and fears, and dangers; and if <hi>Artaban</hi> was proud to ſee himſelf at the feet of his adorable Princeſs, how much was <hi>Eliſa</hi> ſatisfied to ſee him ſo near her, upon whom a few hours before ſhe had beſtowed ſo many tears.</p>
               <p>Their mutual contentment would have been far more abſolute, if they had had the liberty to diſcourſe together; but <hi>Agrippa</hi> deprived them of that, marching alwayes by the boot of the Chariot where the Princeſs ſate. At this time ſhe endured his Company and Diſcourſe more patiently than ſhe did the laſt, nor could ſhe indeed look ill upon a man, who beſides the great qualities he was Maſter of, had lately rendred her Services of ſuch grand importance. He could not ſpeak to her but only concerning thoſe things which had hapned that day, and <hi>Agrippa</hi> following his vertuous inclinations rather than the motions of his jealouſie, continued to Careſs <hi>Artaban,</hi> and promiſed him all manner of good Offi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces; <hi>Artaban</hi> retaliated his Civilities with that Grandeur of mind which appeared in all his Actions, and in this Converſation theſe illuſtrious perſons arrived at the gates of <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>andria,</hi> and entred into the City juſt as the Earth began to put on her Night-apparrel.</p>
            </div>
            <trailer>
               <hi>The End of the Seventh Part of</hi> Hymen's Praeludia.</trailer>
         </div>
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            <head>HYMEN'S <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. Being the Eigth Part of that ſo much admir'd ROMANCE, intituled, CLEOPATRA.</head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>BOOK. I.</head>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">I</seg>T is time to return to our illuſtrious <hi>Heroine,</hi> and the fair <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> whom the violence of their Raviſhers had forced from the Generous defence of the Valiant Son of <hi>Juba.</hi> In vain had that Prince (as brave as unfortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate) ſpilt ſo much blood, and covered the Earth with the bodies of ſo many Enemies; ſeeing that whil'ſt he diſputed the Victory in the duſt, (whereon by the ſhock of a Horſe he had been overturned) two of his Enemies ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaching, the Princeſſes (half dead with fear) had through the aſſiſtance of the trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble and agitation of their Souls, carried them away with facility enough. Scarce had they ſo much as power to cry out for help; and though the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was of a make, and proportion of body able to have impeded her Raviſher, had ſhe been in a condition of imploying all her ſtrength; but the confuſion whereinto her grief and aſtoniſhment had caſt her, had taken away a great part thereof; and the perſon who held her in his Arms was ſo ſtrong, and ſo well mounted, that all her endeavors were found unprofitable, and unable to hinder their diſtancing (in a very little time) a great way from the place of the Combat. Their cryes redoubled, after that the firſt ſurprize had paſt into a knowledge of their condition, and recalling their whole Courage, unprofitably beſtowed it on whatſoever they thought conducible to their liberty; <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was already almoſt confident of the truth of this adventure, and unable to ſuſpect any other Raviſher than the King of <hi>Arme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia,</hi> ſhe ſcarce any longer doubted but that ſhe was again fallen into his hand; but ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived a more perfect intelligence, when caſting her eyes upon the face of him that carried her, ſhe knew him immediately for one of thoſe men ſhe had ſeen with <hi>Artaxes. Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa</hi> alſo knew her Raviſher, whoſe face through a longer Habit was more familiar to her; and though ſhe knew him for one of the moſt truſty Servants of the King her Brother, yet (her inclinations bending rather to ſweet, than violent courſes) inſtead of making re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaches and menaces againſt a man who did her ſo unjuſt a violence, ſhe had recourſe to intreaties, repreſenting to him with tears the ſad eſtate of her condition, and the evil treat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment ſhe had reaſon to fear from the fury of the King her Brother; to her ſupplications ſhe joined promiſes, and the hope of recompence. But both the <hi>Barbarians</hi> were inflex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ible, and though the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> (approving the procedure of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> as judi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious on this occaſion) indeavoured to move hers, after her example, promiſing him for hers and <hi>Artemiſa</hi>'s liberty, a Fortune elevated above their own condition; but the two <hi>Armenians</hi> (faithful Miniſters of their Maſters will) reſiſted all theſe offers with an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vincible conſtancy; only they obtained that they might not be ſeparated, mutually hoping that each others Company would adminiſter no ſmall comfort in their diſconſolate con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition,</p>
               <p>The Raviſhers making their flight with a mighty diligence, permitted them no commu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nication, but by interrupted cryes, and preſently they found themſelves at the Sea-ſhoar. Having traverſed ſome Sands whereby they might loſe the foot-ſteps which could guide
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thoſe that followed them by the Tract for their Reſcue, they purſued a long time the Sea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſide with the ſame ſwiftneſs, until they arrived at the place where they had left their Veſſel. It was ſo well concealed, that 'twas impoſſible for thoſe who travelled the ſhoar to diſcover it; for the <hi>Armenians</hi> by chance had found a Rock, whoſe top advancing far into the Sea, formed a ſpacious capacity, wherein not only one Veſſel, but many might have covertly ridden at Anchor. They where forced to make a large Circuit about the Rock, ere they could arrive thither; nor without much difficulty could the Horſes be boarded, having marched more than a thouſand paces in the water up to the Saddle-skirts. Had the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes been capable of any other fear, than that principal one, wherewith their Souls were agitated; they had doubtleſs with paleneſs reſented the terror of this object, and trembled at the fury of the waves which ſtormed the foot of the Rock with ſo much impetuoſity: but life was not their moſt important care, nor that whereon their ſpirits dwelt; for they leſs dreaded the cruelty of the waves, than the incounter of the King of <hi>Armenia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In entring the Enemies ſhip, they received many conſolations, which in ſome ſort ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned the Grandure of their diſpleaſures; they found not the King, whom they equally fea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red to meet; but learn't that he was detained by his wounds in a houſe upon the ſhoar of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and that they needed not to fear their departure from that Coaſt, till he was in a condition of enduring a Voyage; and moreover, the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> found in the Veſſel her Maids whom ſhe had left there, and who, by the expreſs order of <hi>Artaxes,</hi> (whoſe deſign was to render all ſorts of reſpect to their Miſtriſs) had received no evil treat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment from the <hi>Armenians.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe Ladies threw themſelves at her feet, their eyes bathed in tears, which grief and joy parted equally between them, not knowing whether they ought to reioyce at the hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſs of ſeeing her again, or afflict themſelves that ſhe was again re-fallen into that Capti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vity from whence they thought her entirely delivered. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> imbraced them with an exceſs of tenderneſs, and endeavouring to teſtifie in this laſt out-rage of Fortune the ſame Conſtancy which ſhe had practiſed in all the Accidents of her life: <hi>My Girles,</hi> (ſaid ſhe drying her eyes, that they might do the like after her example) <hi>let us expect from the aſſiſtance of Heaven, and not from our Tears, the concluſion of our Misfortunes; and let us hope that the gods (juſt as they are) will not long abandon Innocence and Vertue, to the diſpoſition of violence and oppreſſion. 'Tis true, we are in the power of a man capable of all wickedneſs; but his power is ſubject to that of the Immortal gods, who will not long leave his Cruelties unpuniſhed; and we ought in all appearance to expect that from them, which they rarely refuſe to thoſe, whoſe Misfortunes only, or the injuſtice of their Enemies, have reduced into the condition wherein we now are.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Finiſhing theſe words, ſhe ſhewed them the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> commanding them to render her the Reſpects and Services which were due to her Birth and Vertue, and the love of her Brother <hi>Alexander;</hi> they beheld her with the difference they ought, and offered to ſerve her as their Princeſs, whil'ſt the <hi>Armenians</hi> in the Veſſel (being aſtoniſh't to ſee <hi>Artemiſa)</hi> informed themſelves by their Companions of the truth of this adventure; and though they could not deny to the misfortune of this Princeſs ſome marks of compaſſion, yet could they not refuſe the ſatisfaction which they received for a Prize, for which only they had left <hi>Armenia,</hi> and which in all appearance might make them hope for proportio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nable acknowledgement from the King their Maſter.</p>
               <p>There remained ſtill Nine or ten of thoſe whom the King had brought from <hi>Artaxates,</hi> there being no greater Number of Servants beſide Mariners; theſe ſerved the Princeſſes with reſpect enough, being unable to refuſe to <hi>Artemiſa</hi> (in diſgrace as ſhe was) that which they thought due to the Siſter of their King; and knowing well the intention of <hi>Artaxes,</hi> that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſhould be honoured amongſt them as a goddeſs, they left her the Chamber wherein the King lay, during the time of his Navigation, and gave them the li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty of entertaining themſelves, without troubling their Converſation, whil'ſt ſome went out of the Veſſel to advertize the King (whoſe Retreat they learned by one of the Offi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cers of <hi>Tiridates)</hi> of the double Prize which they had taken, and to receive the Orders which he pleaſed to ſend.</p>
               <p>The two Princeſſes were no ſooner at liberty to entertain themſelves out of the preſence of thoſe odious faces, but they threw themſelves upon a Bed, caſting their Arms mutually about each others Neck, and mingling tears together, began by theſe Careſſes their ſorrow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful Converſation. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> appeared the moſt deſolate, both becauſe her Courage was naturally leſs firm than <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s, and alſo that in appearance ſhe had great Subjects of ſadneſs, having proved the rigor of her Brother, even before ſhe had rendred him the ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible diſpleaſure of her flight with Prince <hi>Alexander.</hi> She had reaſon to fear all things, and her knowledge of the Kings inflexible humors ſo lively repreſented the misfortune that
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threatned her, that ſhe was full of mortal apprehenſions; but though this fear violently ſhook her, yet the remembrance of her <hi>Alexander,</hi> was nothing leſs ſenſible; and conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dering how her fair hopes were ſhipwrack't in the Port, and how even upon the point, when with apparent reaſon ſhe believed to ſpend her dayes with her dear <hi>Alexander</hi> in le<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gitimate ſweetneſſes, and in ſweetneſſeſs ſweetned by ſo many difficulties, one reverſe of Fortune ſo little foreſeen, had taken away all her expectation, and in probability had de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prived her of her <hi>Alexander</hi> for ever; here ſhe had no Conſtancy, which bowed not un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the conſideration of ſo prodigious a Misfortune; through the aſſiſtance of theſe rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, <hi>Artemiſa</hi> believed her unhappineſs greater, and more extraordinary than <hi>Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra</hi>'s who in appearance ought leſs to redoubt the preſence of a King, a Lover and Idolater of her Beauties, than that of a King irritated and furious; and leſs to regret the diſtancing of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whom ſhe fled, and whoſe infidelity ſhe deteſted, than the the loſs of her <hi>Alexander,</hi> whom ſhe loved more than her ſelf, and whoſe fidelity ſhe had never ſo much as ſuſpected. This opinion of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was not without foundation, but ſhe ſaw not clearly into the ſentiments of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> part whereof were kept in by the greatneſs of her ſpirit; and as ſhe was ignorant that the ſight of <hi>Artaxes</hi> a Lover, was more terrible to that Princeſs than the preſence of <hi>Artaxes</hi> an Enemy; and that ſhe was reſolved with more joy to ſee him again, his Sword in his hand, with thoſe funeſt deſigns againſt her life, as he appeared the firſt time, than to behold him in a ſuppliant poſture, repreſenting to her the violence of his love: Neither knew ſhe that in the Soul of this great Princeſs, the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments how great ſoever they were, and how juſt ſoever they appeared, were uncapable to eradicate an affection which (through the many tokens of her love to <hi>Coriolanus)</hi> de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clared the depth of its root; or at leaſt if they had ſtrength enough to take away all thoughts of recognizance, and all advantagious deſigns which ſhe had entertained for this Prince, whil'ſt his fidelity appeared to her without ſpot; yet were they too weak to reduce her ſpirit into terms of receiving a new impreſſion, or to make her ſuffer without horror the thought of a ſecond affection.</p>
               <p>Moreover, how much ſoever prepoſſeſſed as ſhe was by that enemy, Opinion, which had deſtroyed all her joy, yet could ſhe not forget that which appeared to her eyes, both in the Encounter at <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> and in the Adventure of this laſt day, ſignifying the contihuation, or at leaſt the return of <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s love. She remembred thoſe paſſionate words by which he endeavoured to clear his innocence, and placed before her eyes that admirable Valor wherewith he fought in her defence, and (which appeared moſt mournful to her remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance) ſhe could not forget how ſhe had left him fallen under his Enemies, and in a condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion that with great appearance ſhe might imagine he had ſacrificed the Reliques of his life for her intereſts.</p>
               <p>Though Jealouſie had been ſtrong enough in her ſpirit to place hatred in the ſeat of love, yet this thought of the death of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> could not but become Funeſt to any Soul that bare the Image of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and though the infidelity of that Prince had been much more clear than it appeared by thoſe proofs ſhe had, yet was ſhe of too excellent a Nature to think him ſlain in her defence, without contributing to that thought, all that the moſt lively grief could produce in a Noble and acknowledging Soul: Ah! Son of <hi>Juba</hi> (ſaid ſhe within her ſelf, whil'ſt the grief of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> rendred her more uncapable than ſhe of all converſe) ſince thou art unfaithful (whereof I am not permitted to doubt) wherefore return'ſt thou to perſecute me both at <hi>Syracuſe,</hi> and alſo upon the Banks of <hi>Alexandria?</hi> wherefore endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voureſt thou by new obligations to kindle thoſe flames which thy Infidelity would have extinguiſhed? wherefore indangereſt thou thy life in my defence? or wherefore (conclud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſhe with a ſigh) haſt thou poſſibly loſt it for my ſake, having firſt ſoyled it by the Crime wherewith I reproach thee, having firſt deprived it of that which formerly rendred it more dear than mine own?</p>
               <p>Doſt thou envy mine Innocence, and would'ſt thou that I live a Criminal like thee, in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving without acknowledgment ſo precious a Service, or that I live miſerable in ſuffering by this laſt of thine Actions the return of an affection which cannot but become the ſhame and misfortune of my life? Ah! <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whom I have ſo much loved! Ah <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whom I cannot yet hate, to what extremities would'ſt thou reduce me? what new Victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry demandeſt thou over my heart? And for what reaſons (incomprehenſible to my ſpirit) comeſt thou by new Services to combate thoſe miſerable Reliques of repoſe, which thy In<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidelity hath left me? after what manner muſt I live, if our misfortune hath deprived thee of life for my ſake? Shall I drown my ſelf in tears for a perjured man, who hath termina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted the moſt beautiful affection, by the blackeſt of all Infidelities? And ſhall I only beſtow tears on a Prince, who having given me his whole life (excepting ſome unfortunate Months) came to imploy the reſt, and to pour forth the laſt drop of his blood for my ſake? The fair
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Princeſs ſenſible at this remembrance, could not overpaſs it in her ſpirit without ſighs and ſobs, as ſo many marks of her interior agitation; and, had <hi>Artemiſa</hi> been in a condition leſs deplorable, ſhe had eaſily obſerved by theſe exterior ſigns the cruel inquietudes of her Soul; <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was more grieved, but <hi>Cleopatra</hi> more diſturbed; and if the Soul of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was leſs capable of comfort, that of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had leſs repoſe and tranquillity. They continued together without expreſſing their thoughts by words, till at the defailance of day they brought lights into the Chamber. By the means of this light, they ſeemed to awake from their profound reveries, and recommenced their tender imbraces. Though <hi>Artemiſa</hi> appeared the more weak and unable to ſupport her affliction, yet ſhe ſpake firſt, and accompanying her words with a torrent of tears: My dear Siſter, ſaid ſhe to <hi>Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra</hi> (for by this name of Siſter, Prince <hi>Alexander</hi> had intreated them to prevent the hopes of their future Alliance) ought not I to fear you will ceaſe to love me, when you conſider that I am Siſter to that cruel perſon who perſecutes you? Nay rather, anſwered <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> (interrupting her) do not you regard me as Daughter to thoſe perſons who have given to your houſe ſo juſt a Subject of reſentment againſt ours? Ah! replied <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> that remembrance which hath been able to do nothing againſt the affection which I have always born my beloved <hi>Alexander,</hi> is too weak to overthrow the reſpect I bear the Divine <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra;</hi> and that amity which amidſt the moſt violent Subjects of hate, you have permit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted to form it ſelf in you hath received ſo great an increaſe on my part, by the admirable qualities of your perſon, and by the intereſt of my <hi>Alexander,</hi> that all the reſentment you can have againſt me as Siſter to <hi>Artaxes,</hi> is uncapable of bringing any diminution thereto: Believe me, my dear Siſter (replied the fair Daughter of <hi>Antony)</hi> I know my ſelf more worthy of your reſentments than you can be of mine, and particularly in reſpect of my misfortune of having been the cauſe of your ſurprize; ſince you cannot be ignorant that they ſought me only, and that unhappily you are invelloped in my misfortune. I can ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe my ſelf of the ſame thing more juſtly, replied <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> ſince I have been the only cauſe of my Brothers Voyage, and conſequently of all the diſpleaſures you reſent; But a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>las! without accuſing our ſelves further, ſince our intentions are moſt innocent, muſt I not receive a ſenſible diſpleaſure to ſee that the quality of Siſter which I poſſeſs with your Enemy, gives me no advantagious opportunity of ſerving you? And inſtead of being able to demand our liberty, and of all the Services which through my means you might hope from him, if he were more reaſonable, I am conſtrained to flie to the Empire which your Beauty hath over him to obtain ſome moderation of thoſe rigors which his cruelty pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pares for me. Theſe words filled <hi>Cleopatra</hi> with pity, and locking <hi>Artemiſa</hi> in her Arms: My dear Siſter, ſaid ſhe, there is more appearance that I ſhall need your interceſſion, than that mine can be neceſſary to you; for, were the Soul of <hi>Artaxes</hi> yet more cruel, than it hath appeared by ſo many bloody teſtimonies, the Charms of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> are capable of ſweetning it; but if it ſucceed not thus, and that it prove true that I have any power over the ſpirit of the King your Brother, you may reſt aſſured that the whole adantage of my life ſhall be imployed in your Service, and that I will willingly overcome ſome part of thoſe juſt reſentments which I have againſt him, if you ſuppoſe that by this means I may ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>en him towards you.</p>
               <p>This is an effect, added the fair <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> which I have not merited from your bounty, and doubt not but I had been poſſeſt by fears far greater than theſe you ſee, were I not much confident of your protection, to which I hope <hi>Artaxes</hi> will have a reverend regard; but if through your means I may in ſome meaſure ſhade my ſelf from the cruelty of my Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, and that our common misfortune deſigns our Journey into <hi>Armenia,</hi> doubt not but I will eſſay many things for your liberty, and poſſibly find the means to flie with you as for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunately, as I formerly fled with <hi>Alexander.</hi> This Name of <hi>Alexander</hi> ſo lively renewed her griefs, that it was impoſſible to divert the current of her tears; and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who could not condemn them, and who ſcarce could reſtrain her own, twiſting her mournful re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membrances with thoſe of this ſad Princeſs, they ſank again into that ſilence from whence they had been drawn, and preſerved it until Supper was ſerved in.</p>
               <p>Difficult it was to perſwade them to take this repaſt, and ſcarce (by the perſwaſion of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Servants, who threw themſelves upon their knees before their Miſtriſs, conju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring her with tears, and the moſt preſſing importunities) could they oblige them to receive any nouriſhment. They would not be undreſſed, but continued upon the Bed, where they were paſſing the Night in a moſt deplorable condition.</p>
               <p>The remembrance of their misfortunes permitted not the acceſs of ſleep, and their Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſation interrupted by ſighs and ſobs, had nothing of reaſonable or compacted in it; when at the return of day (for it was the ſeaſon of the thorteſt Nights) their griefs began to abate ſomething of its former violence. <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> perceiving that the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi>
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(who was turned to the other ſide of the Bed, what eſſayes ſoever ſhe made to retain ſome part of the teſtimonies of her grief, and to arreſt the courſe of ſighs and ſobs, which un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſantly proceeded from her breaſt) gave her reaſon to believe that the interior miſeries of her heart were far greater than they outwardly appeared, preſſed one of her fair hands between hers, obliging her by this action to turn towards her: My dear Siſter, ſaid ſhe, you ſenſibly augment my diſpleaſures, by ſignifying ſo ſadly that yours are not inferior to them as I thought they muſt needs be. This liberty whoſe loſs you deplore, is a good ſufficient to merit ſome part of our tears; but this loſs which is common to us both, joined with my fear of <hi>Artaxes</hi> cruelty, which caſts me into mortal apprehenſions, and the diſtancing and poſſibly eternal ſeparation of my dear <hi>Alexander,</hi> is a misfortune incomparably above all thoſe whereof you are a partaker with me; had you the like addition to your affliction, I would believe you as unfortunate as <hi>Artemiſa;</hi> but your Soul being free, or at leaſt little touched on this ſide, you will pardon me if I profeſs that I have not believed your grief equal to mine.</p>
               <p>The charming <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſmoothed the way of her anſwer to <hi>Artemiſa</hi> by a ſigh, and beholding her with eyes (drowned as they were) whoſe ſplendor ſhe could ſcarce indure; How, my Siſter, ſaid ſhe, do you imagine that my Captivity alone compleats my Grief? And judge you that I beſtow not on <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whom you have ſeen, it may be, dye in our defence, an equal portion of tears with yours for <hi>Alexander?</hi> If you conſult my thoughts, replied <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> you will be doubtleſs more affected than I thought you had been; for the marvels which I have obſerved in his perſon, during the little time that I have ſeen him, aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſted by thoſe you a few moments before related to me, of the great actions of his life, and Noble proofs of his love, makes me judge that you ought to deplore his loſs, at leaſt as much as I deplore my <hi>Alexanders;</hi> but after the Treatment you have given him in my preſence, and the complaints I have heard you utter againſt his Infidelity (whereof you have given me no light by your Diſcourſe) I imagined your Soul ſo over-charged, that there remained not the leaſt favourable inclination for him; and though you were touched with the danger whereunto we ſaw him expoſed, and whereof I my ſelf was very ſenſible, yet generoſity alone I ſuppoſed to be the cauſe, and not any reliques of affection. Gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roſity alone (replied the afflicted <hi>Cleopatra)</hi> might certainly have produced this effect, and had my Soul never been touched with the leaſt affection for the ſon of <hi>Juba,</hi> or had all that which his great Services could have introduced been torn up by his Infidelity, to the laſt root; I could not have ſeen him in the condition wherein we left him for our intereſts, without ſuffering great inquietudes for his ſafety, and without expending many tears for his death, if my cruel deſtiny commands that he ſuffer it for the love of me. But, <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa,</hi> believe that beſides what we owe to generoſity and compaſſion, the ancient and only affection which my Soul hath ever received, hath not left it tranquill enough, nor ſufficient<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly diſpolyed of all the tender reſentments wherewith it inſpired her; to ſee <hi>Coriolanus</hi> pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſh upon my account, with the ſame ſenſibility I ſhould have for the reſt of mankind. By his Infidelity he may root out of my Soul the ſweet and acknowledging thoughts I bare him, and poſſeſs me with horror for his Perfidy, and caſt me into a reſolution of addicting my whole life to the conſideration of my misfortune, without ever turning to the remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of the tokens of his love, unleſs it were to render his Treaſon more odious to me; yet ſcarce could it intirely blot out of my Soul the Character of an innocent affection, which I thought I had with reaſon received, and which I cannot retain but to my mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortune,</p>
               <p>But, my Siſter (added the fair <hi>Artemiſa)</hi> will you not tell me what Infidelity this is wherewith you reproach him, and whereof I have ſeen ſo little appearance in your Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, and much leſs in this Incounter, and the laſt actions of that Prince. I intended, an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwered the Princeſs, to have given you a Relation yeſterday in the Wood, where we paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed almoſt the whole day, and where we had this fatal meeting. I learnt in that place, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> part of your Noble adventures, and you forgat nothing (as I believe) of the moſt memorable paſſages which hapned until the wounding of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and the leave which <hi>Coriolanus</hi> took of you in the Garden of <hi>Octavia,</hi> and his departure from <hi>Rome</hi> for <hi>Mauritania,</hi> to conquer the Kingdom of his Anceſtors; it was juſt at this ſeparation that our Diſcourſe was interrupted ſo well as our walk, by meeting the ſleeping Prince, and to a leſs adventure, I believe I had never conſented to remit its continuation. Since my Diſcourſe (anſwered <hi>Cleopatra)</hi> finiſhed where you mention, it is certain you have heard nothing but what ſpeaks advantagiouſly of the love of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and would to Heaven that the gods had here terminated the courſe of my life; but in that part whereof you are ignorant (whoſe Relation I will no longer defer, if I have ſtrength enough to make it, and you patience enough to give this intermedium to your grief) you will but too clearly be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hold
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this Infidelity, which compoſeth all the misfortune of my life, and which I ſhould more bitterly deteſt, did I not fear that he who committed it, is dead for my ſake, and if this fear did not make ſome part of my legitimate reſentments give place to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſion.</p>
               <p>At theſe words the fair Princeſs was ſilent; and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> having not only teſtified that ſhe would hearken with attention, but that her diſpleaſures by this Diſcourſe would receive a ſenſible allevation, ſhe bethought her ſelf ſome momencs on the order of her recital, which a little after ſhe began on this manner.</p>
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                  <head>
                     <hi>The Continuation of the Hiſtory of the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra.</head>
                  <p>IT is certain, that before the unfortunate Voyage, wherein the Fidelity of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was ſhip wrack't, I had reaſon to be ſatisfied with all the Actions of his life, and even in thoſe whereunto glory ſeemed to pretend with the greateſt right. He alwayes reguarded me as his only mark; no! Glory it ſelf could not rival me in his heart; for he in ſuch a manner deſpiſed the powers which govern the Earth, and the offer which Emperor made him of the Crown of his Anceſtors, and threw himſelf for my ſake into perils ſo great and manifeſt, thatany one, leſs eaſie than me, would have been perſwaded of the grandure and verity of his affection. I can alſo ſay that I appeared not inſenſible at theſe proofs of his love, believing that the point to which it was come, and the vertue which I had always ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved therein, might ſecure my acknowledging thereof without blame. So great it was and ſo true, that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> himſelf (reaſonable as he then was) durſt not demand more.</p>
                  <p>I had, ſo well as he, refuſed very conſiderable eſtabliſhments; and I had, ſo well as he, irritated the ſoveraign powers, without conſidering what I ought to fear or hope. It is true, his love made all the fortune, and all the deſigns of my life; and as I cauſed all my fe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>licity to conſiſt in the knowledge which I had of his affection, ſo I made it the whole im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ployment of my thoughts to render him what I thought was his due, and to ſecond with all my care the ſtrong inclination which I had for him. Alas! how many tears did this true affection coſt me at that mournful departure? How many did it cauſe me to expend, du<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring the time of his dolorous abſence? And what a Spring hath it for ever eſtabliſh't in theſe eyes, which ſeem not to have been conſerved but for this uſe only? What proofs gave I not to this ungrateful perſon of an inviolable affection and fidelity, when after the cure of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> I ſaw the perſecutions of <hi>Livia</hi> begin again, arming againſt me more than ever the whole Authority of <hi>Auguſtus?</hi> With what conſtancy did I reſiſt their flatteries, promiſes, and threatnings? And with what Reſolution armed I not my ſelf at laſt, when being reduced to the utmoſt extremities by the power of <hi>Ceſar,</hi> I feared not to declare o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penly, how much I deſpiſed it, and to tell him in terms which rather expreſſed the Deſpair, than Courage of a Maid, that he ought not to hope for more from the Empire his Fortune had given him over mine, which when he endeavoured to abuſe, I alwayes knew where to find, after the example of the Queen my Mother, and mine own Courage, a Remedy to free me from his Tyranny.</p>
                  <p>I was obliged to theſe bold words for an effect which I durſt not hope for, and the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peror was ſo affected with them, that from that moment he proteſted, That he would never uſe violence againſt the blood of <hi>Antony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and that if the love and ſerv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces of <hi>Tiberius</hi> could not overcome me, I was ſecure for the future from any thing that I could fear from him in favour of the Son of <hi>Livia.</hi> He punctually obſerved this promiſe, and on what manner ſoever <hi>Livia</hi> could ſollicite him for her Son, he would never permit them to employ any other Arms againſt me, than thoſe ordinarily made uſe of to gain love.</p>
                  <p>If this Juſtice of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> was pleaſant to me amidſt my diſpleaſures, it was nothing leſs unpleaſant to <hi>Tiberius;</hi> and whereas he but newly began to leave his Chamber, and would not in a long time be in a condition to receive an intire Cure, it had almoſt caſt his life into the ſame danger from whence it was ſcarce crept out.</p>
                  <p>He complained to the Empereſs, and accuſed <hi>Ceſar</hi>'s change with more paſſion than rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, and did all the things that were poſſible to cauſe him to revoke the promiſe which he made me; but he attempted it in vain, and though the Emperor and Empereſs by intrea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tics, made many eſſayes to perſwade me, yet their only Arms were ſweetneſſes and promi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, and I heard no more threatnings.</p>
                  <p>The Emperor was ſo much the more commendable for this obſervation of his word, ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving a few dayes after, according to his opinion, cauſes ſufficiently legitimate, to render ill Offices to <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> by the News which he received of the Arrival of that Prince in <hi>Mauritania,</hi> and of the Revolt of that Kingdom in favour of its legitimate Prince. At
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firſt <hi>Ceſar</hi> deſpiſed this News, not believing (what knowledge ſoever he had of the Valor and Prudence of the Son of <hi>Juba)</hi> that one man, without any other Forces than thoſe whom he could arm by his preſence, could do any great matters in a Countrey ſubject to the <hi>Roman</hi> Scepter; and peaceably ſubjected for more than Twenty years; but a little after he heard of ſuch beginnings, that made him ſomething doubt the ſucceſs, and that not on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly many Cities (having chaſed away, or devoured the <hi>Roman</hi> Garriſons) were fallen to his Party, and ſo given him the means of forming the Body of a formidable Army; but alſo that with thoſe Troops, he had defeated Fourteen or fifteen Thouſand men, conducted by <hi>Canidius,</hi> one of the Lieutenants of <hi>Volufius,</hi> Praetor of <hi>Mau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritania.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ceſar</hi> was moved in good earneſt at this News, and vowed more ſolemnly than before, the deſtruction of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> yet did alwayes imagine that this Prince would be too weak to reſiſt the Forces of <hi>Voluſius.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>But though the Emperor was vexed at this ſucceſs of <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s Arms, yet was it no diſſatisfaction to me. Albeit the luſtre of a Crown was incapable of adding any thing to the affection and eſteem I bare him, and I found that in his ſingle perſon, which I ſought not in the recovery of his Anceſtors Dignities. It is certain that having ſeen him depart to ſeek a Crown for me only, reſolving (as he would ſay) not to abaſe the Daughter of <hi>Antony</hi> to the condition of a diſpoyled and miſerable Prince. I could not without much joy receive the intelligence of theſe happy beginnings of his Enterprize, and too great were my concernments in his glory, to hear the recital of his brave actions, without taking therein that contentment which I ought. The generous <hi>Octavia</hi> (to whom I had deſcove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red nothing of my knowledge of <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s deſign) believing ſhe owed ſo much to the blood of <hi>Ceſar,</hi> as to hinder her participating in the Counſel of his Enemies (having been alwayes very affectionate to the intereſts of that Prince) made me an excellent Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe upon this occaſion, and half-confident that I was not ignorant of <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns, ſhe gave me thanks for not putting her diſcretion to ſo much hazard, between the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect ſhe owed to <hi>Ceſar,</hi> and the affection ſhe bare to the intereſts of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> which ſhe believed to be mine alſo, aſſuring me continually<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> that what he had done againſt <hi>Ceſar,</hi> had not made her his Enemy; and that ſhe found ſo much Juſtice in his deſign of conſerv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and recovering the Kingdom of his Anceſtors, that it was impoſſible for her to condemn him.</p>
                  <p>The Princeſſes her Daughters; as well thoſe which were my Siſters by the Fathers ſide, as thoſe which ſhe had by <hi>Marcellus</hi> her firſt Husband, loving me equally with a ſincere amity, diſcovered their thoughts more openly, and freely, opening their hearts to me, they proteſted their hearty wiſhes were, That <hi>Coriolanus</hi> might aſcend the Throne of <hi>Juba.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>But the Prince <hi>Marcellus</hi> their Brother intereſſed himſelf after another manner in the Affairs of his Friend, and although he made me a light complaint of the little confidence <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had put in him, yet he judged that his ſecreſie was an effect of his diſcretion, and the conſideration he had for the Nephew of <hi>Ceſar;</hi> he became ſo paſſionately ſollicitous for the ſucceſs of this Enterprize, that if the often teſtimonies thereof had not been a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt perſons well-effected to him, he had run the hazard of drawing ſome diſgrace up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on himſelf. Nor was he intirely exempted, for the Emperor who was not ignorant of their friendſhip, asking him one day what were his thoughts concerning the War of <hi>Maurita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia? Marcellus</hi> (who could not intirely diſguize them, though reſpect laid a conſtraint upon his tongue) anſwered, he was more troubled that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had incur'd the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſure of <hi>Ceſar,</hi> than he could be for the loſs of <hi>Mauritania.</hi> The Emperor found this Diſcourſe too obliging for his Enemy, and could not receive it from <hi>Marcellus,</hi> but with a ſrown; but a little after conſidering that Vertue had formed this friendſhip between theſe two Princes, and knowing <hi>Marcellus,</hi> too well to ſuſpect him of an intelligence, wherein there was any thing of baſe, he ſatisfied himſelf, with not calling him to the Council where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in they debated matters againſt his Friend, and went no further in any evil deſign againſt him, for his ſidelity to his Friend in both Fortunes; and here the Emperors great inclinati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on for him, proved very advantagious to him.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Livia</hi> and <hi>Tiberius</hi> failed not to improve this occaſion with all their power, forget<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting nothing that might perſwade <hi>Ceſar</hi> that <hi>Marcellus</hi> was not ignorant of his Friends deſigns.</p>
                  <p>During this, <hi>Tiberius</hi> viſited me with his ordinary perſecutions, but with leſs pride and confidence in his Fortune, ſince the hopes were loſt which he had placed in the Authority of <hi>Ceſar;</hi> but though his deſigns had loſt this advantage, they nevertheleſs received a conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derable one in the abſence of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and hearing him daily declared by the mouth of
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                     <hi>Ceſar</hi> himſelf, an Enemy to the <hi>Roman</hi> Name and Empire, he hoped with great appearance that he would never return in a condition of obtaining <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to his prejudice, and that <hi>Ceſar</hi> ſtirr'd by the hate he bare him, would do him the greateſt of all diſpleaſures, by de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>priving him of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Amidſt theſe hopes wherein he founded his conſolations, he rendred me very frequent Viſits, and as his ſpirit is marvellous quick, he forgot nothing that might advance his own pretenſions, or fruſtrate thoſe of his Rivals. What advantages ſoever <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had in <hi>Mauritania</hi> (though be bare them an implacable envy) were pleaſing to him, though diſpleaſing to <hi>Ceſar;</hi> and when the News came of his ſecond Victory, againſt the two Lieutenants of <hi>Voluſius,</hi> and of his taking many Towns, and the reduction of the greateſt part of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> it became a Subject of hope and joy to him, though of grief and revenge to the Emperor.</p>
                  <p>In effect, <hi>Augustus</hi> was ſo ſenſibly provoked by this News, that had he not found com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort in the aſſurances of <hi>Voluſius,</hi> who promiſed within few dayes to fall upon that young <hi>African</hi> with Forces whom he ſhould be uncapable to reſiſt, he would have given publick teſtimonies of his diſpleaſure. Nor could he ſo well diſſemble them, but that even to me he diſcovered ſome part, in terms ſufficiently ſharp, and I have heard ſince, that he was oft<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>en upon the point of arreſting me for a Hoſtage, believing that he poſſeſt the better part of his Enemy, and ſhould have an infallible means, either to puniſh him ſeverely, or to oblige him to whatſoever he deſired, ſo long as he held me in his power.</p>
                  <p>In this mind he intended to have placed Guards upon me, and had done it, were it not for the intreaties of the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> (for whom he alwayes preſerved a great reſpect) who was reſponſible for me, giving her word that I ſhould not ſtir from her. <hi>Ceſar,</hi> who had a marvellous confidence in the vertue of <hi>Octavia,</hi> was ſatisfied with this aſſurance for that time, and ſuffered me not to be at all worſe treated, though he was very much ſolici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted thereto by <hi>Livia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> indeavoured much for me on this occaſion; but the poor Prince was ſuffici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ently troubled for himſelf, and the inconſtancy of <hi>Julia</hi> gave him buſineſs enough. This volatile Princeſs had then caſt her eyes with too much concernment upon the young <hi>Dru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus,</hi> Brother to <hi>Tiberius;</hi> and if the Emperor had not interpoſed his Authority in this quarrel, great diſorders had inſued in <hi>Rome,</hi> which was divided between them, according to their different affections, And as <hi>Marcellus</hi> comforted me in my troubles, he alſo com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>municated to me his own; but I will not inlarge upon his adventures, which you ſhall learn when we have more time, I'le ſpeak only of thoſe that concern me; and that I may not draw my Diſcourſe to a greater length on ſo diſtaſteful a Subject, I will paſs by things of leſs importance, to tell you, that at laſt the News came to <hi>Rome</hi> of the utter defeat of <hi>Vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luſius,</hi> of his being taken Priſoner, and of the intire reduction of the two <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s, with the Crowning of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> to whom the <hi>Africans</hi> had re-given the Name of <hi>Juba</hi> his Father, which he alſo received when he was born.</p>
                  <p>I will not be large upon the Emperors reſentments, againſt which the Authority of <hi>Octa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>via</hi> could not ſo well defend me, but that I received order from the Emperor to keep my apartment, with a prohibition not to ſtir forth upon pain of a more ſevere impriſonment. Had it not been for the power of thoſe who protected me, I had not eſcaped ſo well, and I proteſt I with eaſe enough indured this reſtraint, for the ſweetneſs ſake of its cauſe: In effect, I could not behold <hi>Coriolanus</hi> upon the Throne of his Anceſtors, and upon a Throne obtained by ſo many brave Victories, and actions which placed his Glory incomparably more high than his Fortune, nor (if I may be permitted to ſpeak it) flatter my ſelf with the part which I therein pretended, through the aſſurances he had given me, and the teſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monies I had received of his affection, without intereſſing my ſelf as I ought, in this change of his condition. Laſtly, I hoped with ſome joy to aſcend with him to the dignities of our Fathers, and being aſſured that <hi>Octavia,</hi> my Brothers, and <hi>Marcellus</hi> (who were the only perſons that either by Nature, or my own will, had any legitimate power over me) would not oppoſe my intentions towards him, I formed my deſigns with a firm reſolution to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpiſe all obſtacles which the malice of our Enemies, or the Authority of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> could in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terpoſe.</p>
                  <p>Scarce had I received this important News by the common report, when <hi>Marcellus</hi> (who intereſſed himſelf no leſs than me) entred my Chamber. Preſently I obſerved in his face a joy which he neither could, nor would diſſemble in my preſence, and teſtifying for the good ſucceſs of the Affairs of his Friend, a Gaiery which he uſed not for his own: My Siſter <hi>(ſaid he)</hi> although I was not born in <hi>Africa,</hi> yet I come to render you the firſt homage, as Queen of <hi>Mauritania:</hi> But I fear <hi>(added he)</hi> that I too much abuſe this liberty which it hath pleaſed you to give me; and leſt the Name of Brother which you
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have grranted to the Son of <hi>Octavia,</hi> may derogate from the reſpect due to a great Queen. Brother <hi>(anſwered I with a ſmile)</hi> I am neither Queen of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> nor you in a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition to behold the greateſt Queens with other reſpect, than that which your Civility will allow to their Sex. But your deſign is <hi>(continued I, anſwering to his Raillery)</hi> to teach us our duty, and that we ought no longer to call by the Name of Brother, a Prince deſtined to the Empire of the Univerſe; and who muſt, one day, Soveraignly diſpoſe of our deſtinies.</p>
                  <p>I receive this Diſcourſe, <hi>replied Marcellus,</hi> as ſeriouſly as you make it, being unable to fear that you have an opinion bad enough of me, to believe that when this change ſhall hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pen in my condition, I ſhall diminiſh ought of the reſpect I ſhall bear whilſt I live, to the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> But you foreſee thoſe things afar off, which in themſelves are very doubtful, and which will not be perhaps in the diſpoſe of <hi>Ceſar,</hi> though he ſhould continue his good-will towards me; inſtead whereof, I ſpeak to you of things already come to paſs, finding no other diſtance between the Coronation of <hi>Juba,</hi> and yours, than the Tract of land which ſeparates you, neither any other difficulties than thoſe that you bring your ſelf. How knew you, <hi>ſaid I, (ſpeaking againſt my heart)</hi> but that this new dignity hath changed his inclinations; and the buſineſſes of recovering and governing a great Kingdom, hath made him forget things of leſs importance?</p>
                  <p>Ah Siſter <hi>(replied Marcellus)</hi> how much do you injure him, if you imagine, that the cares of a Crown can be more important than the remembrance of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſince I dare aſſure you in his ſtead, that the Empire of the whole World would be inconſiderable to his ſpirit, in reſpect of your affection. I was very joyful to obſerve in this Prince ſo many te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtimonies of affection for <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and being willing to hold him longer upon this point: But is it poſſible, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> that you perceive no diminution of your friendſhip towards that Prince, for that which he hath cauſed in an Empire deſtined for you? and when it ſhall come into your own hands, will you not behold him with an evil eye, that hath diſmembred it of two ſo great Kingdoms.</p>
                  <p>I have already told you, <hi>added Marcellus,</hi> that the poſſeſſion of the Empire, is a thing whereof I have very little aſſurance through the change which may happen in <hi>Ceſars</hi> hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mor, or Dominion; but the gods are my Witneſſes, that were it offered to me to day, I ſhould receive thereby no greater joy, than to part it with my Friend; and I ſhall ſay no more, when I tell you, that him to whom I would yield <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> I would eaſily give the whole Empire. Ah my Brother <hi>(replied I, bluſhing at this Diſcourſe) Cleopatra</hi> is not a price conſiderable in reſpect of the Empire; and though your bounty had made her ſo, ſhe would have been very ſorry to have made you loſe, with the dignities which you poſſeſs the happineſs you injoy in the perſon of <hi>Julia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I ſpake thus, becauſe at that time he ſtood upon very good terms with <hi>Julia,</hi> and it was believed that the Emperor would ſhortly cauſe the Celebration of their Marriage. We were upon this point, when we were interrupted by the Princeſs <hi>Julia</hi> her ſelf, who did me the honour to viſit me, and as ſhe then deſired to teſtifie a great deal of affection to <hi>Marcellus</hi> of whoſe joy for the advantages of his Friend ſhe was not ignorant, ſhe would not loſe this occaſion to let me ſee that her ſentiments were conformable to thoſe of the Prince ſhe loved, though thoſe who deſired to ſtand well in <hi>Ceſars</hi> favour, durſt not viſit me at this time, which was to me a time of diſgrace; but <hi>Julia</hi> might do it more commodiouſly, becauſe I lodged in the houſe of her Aunt <hi>Octavia,</hi> whom ſhe ſaw almoſt daily, and for whom the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peror made extraordinary deferences. She teſtified to me at that time a hundred marks of ſatisfaction, which would have rendered her very criminal before <hi>Ceſar,</hi> had they reached his ear; and as her ſpirit was very quick and ready, ſhe forgat nothing which might perſwade, that ſhe had very much intereſt in the fortune of <hi>Juba.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> teſtified much acknowledgment for this bounty, and it ſeemed that this meet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing gave ſtronger bands to their love.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> came to ſee me on the morrow, but made no mention of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> not daring ſufficiently to conſtrain his thoughts, to teſtifie any joy at this good ſucceſs; and having a ſpirit too ſubtile to ſpeak before me, againſt a Prince, for whom my eſteem and affection were publick; yet could he not ſome dayes after, but touch upon it, and finding me in my ordinary coldneſs towards him: I will not believe, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> that the ill-aſſured hope of a Crown, hath added any thing to the diſdain which you have always ſhewed towards me; and as your Courage is too great to raiſe your ſelf by things that are below you, ſo you have too much judgment to believe that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> can reſiſt the puiſſance of the Empe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ror, armed againſt him; or that his condition is better upon that tottering Throne, than it was here in <hi>Rome,</hi> when he was honoured by the Amity and Protection of <hi>Ceſar.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
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It is not Fortune, <hi>replied I,</hi> for which I eſteem men, and the change which <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus</hi> hath and may receive, can add nothing to the ſentiments which I have for him.</p>
                  <p>Nevertheleſs you ſee, <hi>replied Tiberius,</hi> that the thoughts of his love poſſeſs not the upper place of his ſpirit, and he appears ſufficiently hot, and buſied about the Conqueſt of a Crown, to give you reaſon to believe that his ſtrongest endeavours are not for the Service of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> I will believe it ſo well as you <hi>(replied I ſmiling;)</hi> and I ſhall have but lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle reaſon to blame him for preferring a Crown before the poſſeſſion of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who doubtleſs is not of value ſufficient to be put in the Balance againſt a Crown. Ah! Madam, <hi>added Tiberius,</hi> were the Empire of the whole World offered to me, without doubt I ſhould deſpiſe it for you; and you do me an infinite injury, in caſe you entertain any other thought of the affection of <hi>Tiberius.</hi> I will believe, <hi>ſaid I coldly,</hi> that you are very gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous, and that you give a ſufficiently great proof thereof, in viſiting a diſgraced perſon, or rather a perſon, who, by the Command of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> is forbidden to go out of her A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>partment.</p>
                  <p>It is juſt, <hi>replied Tiberius,</hi> (turning it into <hi>Gallantry)</hi> that ſhe who enchains ſo many perſons, ſhould once in her life make tryal of the condition of Priſoners; and you ought not to think it ſtrange, that <hi>Caeſar</hi> ſhould make ſure of an Enemy, by ſecuring his better part, in frecing himſelf by ſuch a Hoſtage, from the moſt dangerous of his practices.</p>
                  <p>I could not but laugh at this Diſcourſe, and beholding <hi>Tiberius</hi> a little more maliciouſly than I had done before: If, as you ſay <hi>(replied I)</hi> the higheſt endeavours of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> are not for the Service of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and if he preferreth the intereſt of a Crown before his affection to me, the Emperor troubles himſelf with an unneceſſary precaution in detain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing me, and there is little appearance, that a man hot and buſied in the Conqueſt of a King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, would loſe his advantages to promote an intereſt of far leſs importance. <hi>Tiberius</hi> was a little confounded to be ſo taken by his own words; but his nimble ſpirit would have ſoon aſſiſted him, if in that moment the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> and her Daughters had not en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tred my Chamber, and with them <hi>Emilia, Sulpitia,</hi> and the fair and wiſe <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> whom <hi>Julia</hi> a little before had drawn from the condition of a Slave into which ſhe was fallen through the misfortune of War, placing her amongſt the moſt beloved of her Maids. I give you this ſlight mention of that ſtranger, becauſe, beſide the advantages of her beauty which is excellent, ſhe is one of the moſt vertuous, and moſt reaſonable perſons, I ever knew in my life, and one of thoſe in whom (during the misfortune lately arrived to me) I have found my greateſt conſolation.</p>
                  <p>But laying aſide the Subject of this little digreſſion, that I may come to the expected iſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſue of my diſcourſe; I muſt acquaint you that ſome time after the laſt Victory of <hi>Juba,</hi> and his eſtabliſhment, <hi>Voluſius,</hi> Praetor of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> whom he had overcome and taken Priſoner, and whoſe liberty he had granted ſince his Coronation, arrived at <hi>Rome.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Before he came, it was doubted after what manner he would be received, and many who knew that the <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s were loſt, partly through his fault (as well by reaſon of his evil treating the <hi>Africans,</hi> as his negligence of ſo ill defending from the Prince the Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tries under his Government) feared that the Emperor would ſhew him no good counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance, or rather ſeverely chaſtiſe him; but I know not by what good Fortune or interceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion it was, but he was well enough received, and the Emperor ſeemed rather to compaſſio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate, than accuſe him. This bounty of <hi>Caeſar</hi> was praiſed by all, and the Friends of <hi>Vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luſius</hi> viſited him, and he again viſited the moſt conſiderable perſons of the Court. When became to kiſs the hands of <hi>Octavia,</hi> ſhe was in my Chamber, and there it was that ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived his Viſit.</p>
                  <p>I proteſt, that knowing this man to come from <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> that he had heen his Priſoner, and one of the moſt ſignal marks of his Victory, I could not behold him without greate<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>motion; neither, if I may with modeſty ſpeak it, without taking ſome part of the advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tages which my Prince had over him. I expected with impatience to hear him ſpeak of him, nor was I long without this ſatisfaction; for after the firſt diſcourſes of Civility, of his own accord he fell upon that of his misfortunes; and though he ſpake of <hi>Juba,</hi> as of an Enemy who had deprived him of all, yet was it with ſo many Elogies, that I could not but believe this man more ſenſible of the favours he had done him in the ſweetneſs of his Pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, and the gift of his liberty, than of the injury he had ſuffered by the loſs of ſo many men, divers Battels, and his Government; for in the months of vertuous perſons, even their Enemies find their deſerved praiſes. I was poſſeſt with a marvellous ſatisfaction, in hearing him relate the wonderful Exploits of my Prince, with what order and prudence he
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had managed his deſign, and with what prodigious Valor he executed it, the Victories ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving been almoſt obtained by him only.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Voluſius</hi> ſpake truly like a diſintereſſed perſon; and as he made no difficulty to tell us how he was overcome, and born to the Earth by the hand of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> who thundred up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on him, and aſſaulted him like lightning; ſo, nor did he forget to relate with what gran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dure of courage he received him, and what care he took of the conſervation of his life, what treatment full of ſweetneſs he had received whil'ſt he was in Priſon, and with how much generoſity he gave him his liberty; and laſtly, with what moderation he received the happy change of his Fortune.</p>
                  <p>The gods know whether theſe words of <hi>Voluſius</hi> did not inflame the heart of the in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and whether in finding ſo many great qualities in the perſon ſhe loved, ſhe ſtrongly confirmed not the gift ſhe had made over of all her affections; I was a little trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled to ſee that in all the Relation which <hi>Voluſius</hi> had made of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> he mentioned nothing of me, neither ſignified that he had the leaſt word to ſay to me from him. I took it for a very ill ſign, but at laſt I found my conſolation in this belief, that either the Son of <hi>Juba</hi> would not confer his ſecret with <hi>Uoluſius,</hi> or that <hi>Voluſius</hi> himſelf, in caſe he had a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny thing to tell me, would chooſe a more convenient time to acquit him of his Commiſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, than in the preſence of <hi>Octavia,</hi> and ſo many other Witneſſes, who might be ſuſpected of no great correſpondence with <hi>Coriolanus.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>But if I retained the firſt opinion, yet I quickly loſt the laſt, ſeeing many dayes paſs without a Viſit either from <hi>Voluſius,</hi> or a perſon of quality amongſt the <hi>Moors</hi> named <hi>Themiſtales,</hi> who came to <hi>Rome</hi> with him.</p>
                  <p>This, I proteſt, began to diſquiet me, and reflecting upon the long time ſince I received any Letters from <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> though I believed it would be very difficult for him to find the means to do it with ſecurity; I here found my ſelf labouring under a king of fear, which my good opinion of that Prince never till then had ſuffered to aſſault me. I did my en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deavours to chaſe it away, and poſſibly it had produced no great effects, had I not a few dayes after received an entire knowledge of what I am going to relate.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Voluſius</hi> had been at <hi>Rome</hi> five or ſix dayes, and I found my Soul a little agitated by thoſe diffidences which <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s ſilence had produced, when I obſerved in the gene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous <hi>Octavia</hi> (who daily viſited me in my apartment, and from whence I was not permit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted to go forth) a melancholy which gave me ſome little inquietudes, and taking the liber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty to demand the cauſe: My Child, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> we cannot be alwayes ſatisfied, and often when Fortune appears moſt favourable, ſhe is then preparing for us ſomething moſt cruel. Is it poſſible, Madam, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> that Fortune can diſturb the Tranquillity of your life? I com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plain not of her, <hi>replied Octavia,</hi> but I counſel you not to truſt in her, though I can aſſure you that you ſhall not be much longer a Priſoner, and I believe nothing at all ſuſpected by <hi>Ceſar.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>It is poſſible the would have ſaid more, but at the inſtant there came one from the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peror to ſpeak with her; yet theſe few words caſt multitudes of diſquiet thoughts into my boſome, and were the Subject of a porfound revery for part of that day, being unable to imagine wherefore I ſhould ſoon be unſuſpected by <hi>Ceſar,</hi> unleſs he were perſwaded of my diſintereſt in the Affairs of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tiberius</hi> failed not to ſee me that day, but ſaid nothing that could any thing enlighten my doubts, and he was too ſubtile to let me underſtand from his mouth thoſe truths which would be leſs ſuſpected from another. At laſt, the gods would that I ſhould have it from him, from whom of all men I ſhould the leaſt have expected it, for that Evening (the Candles being lighted) <hi>Marcellus</hi> entred my Chamber. Though there was leſs light than at Noon-day, yet was it enough to let me behold in the face of that Prince all the marks of grief, or rather all the tokens of deſpair. He bluſh't, and waxed pale, almoſt at the ſame time; and from his eyes, lightning ſometime ſeemed to proceed, and ſometimes they were covered with darkneſs. He remained a good while (ſilent) upon the Chair where he ſate; beholding me by turns with eyes full of grief and fury; and in a poſture, which if it made me not fully devine my misfortune, at leaſt it ſufficiently ſignified that ſome great misfortune was come upon him, or that ſome diſaſtrous News he had to tell me.</p>
                  <p>Preſently a ſhivering ran through all my veins, and his ſadneſs communicating it ſelf to me, my face in all things reſembled his; I was about to have inſtructed my ſelf further in what I ought to fear, and had already opened my mouth to ſatisfie my timerous curioſity, when breaking ſilence with violence; Ah my Siſter, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> muſt <hi>Marcellus</hi> bring you the firſt News of the infidelity of <hi>Coriolanus?</hi> And muſt he, who at the peril of his Fortune, hath hitherto defended him againſt the accuſations of his Enemies, be the firſt to accuſe him of the baſeſt Treaſon, the heart of man is capable of conceiving? Ah perfidi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous
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man <hi>(purſued he, lifting bis eyes to Heaven)</hi> if thou wouldſt that <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſhould become neither thy Accuſer nor thine Enemy, thou ought'ſt to have preſerved thine inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cence, and that vertue which was the band of our firſt affections, and not have intereſſed it as thou haſt, in the double perfidy which thou haſt committed both againſt thy Miſtreſs, and thy Friend; thou knoweſt that he ſufficiently abhors thy wickedneſs, not to conſerve the leaſt ſentiment of eſteem for thee, having committed ſuch horrid things againſt the innocent <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I was rather dead than alive, while he ſpake thus; nor had I the Courage to interrupt him, or ſo much as to ask the cauſe of ſo ſtrange and unthought of a change; but he per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving my thoughts, My Siſter, <hi>continued he with the ſame impetuoſity,</hi> I ſhall ſay but little, when I tell you that the Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> formerly ſo dear to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and ſo happy in the affection of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> is the moſt ungrateful and unfaithful of all men, both towards <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> and towards <hi>Marcellus;</hi> and you will confeſs that his Treaſon exceeds in blackneſs the poſſibility of my expreſſion, when you know that <hi>Voluſius</hi> obtained not his liberty (being come to <hi>Rome</hi> with the principal men amongſt the <hi>Mauritanians)</hi> but to treat of peace with <hi>Ceſar,</hi> and to offer the ſubmiſſion and tribute which he receives from all the tributary Kings of the Empire, upon condition that he will grant him—My Siſter, up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on condition that he will grant him the Princeſs <hi>Julia</hi> for his Wife.</p>
                  <p>Before <hi>Marcellus</hi> pronounced this cruel word, I thought he would have told me that <hi>Juba</hi> for ſome reaſon of State towards the maintaining his new Royalty, was married in <hi>Africa;</hi> and for that Act I could have only accuſed him of infidelity towards me; but ſee<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing that inſtead of a perfidious man, the diſtance of whoſe perſon might have obſcured ſome part of the uglineſs of his fault, I found him impudent enough to publiſh it at <hi>Rome;</hi> even before the eyes, and in the boſome of his Miſtreſs and Friend, this ſo ſurprized and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>founded me (the change being ſo ſtrange, and ſo unworthy of ſuch a Prince) that it is im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſible for words to repreſent my aſtoniſhment.</p>
                  <p>Ah! <hi>Marcellus, cryed I (being unable to reſiſt this firſt ſhock)</hi> is it poſſible that what you tell me is true? What I ſay, is but too true, <hi>replied Marcellus,</hi> and would to the gods there remained any room for doubting a thing, which my belief reſiſted no leſs than yours; but you may be too eaſily reſolved, for the Negotiation of <hi>Voluſius</hi> and <hi>Theocles,</hi> in favour of this pretended Marriage, is at preſent a thing publickly known, and the Letters of Cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence, with full power of concluding the peace, is in the hands of theſe two Agents; and had they found for the effect of their Negotiation, ſo much facility in the ſpirit of <hi>Ceſar,</hi> as they hoped, <hi>Marcellus</hi> had ere this loſt all his hopes of the poſſeſſion of <hi>Julia,</hi> as <hi>Cleopatra</hi> muſt loſe all which ſhe had in the love of <hi>Coriolanus.—</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe (Siſter) were the words of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who alſo accompanied them with ſome tears, which produced ſuch an effect upon my ſpirit, that I hardly avoided in thoſe firſt mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, being carried to the utmoſt extremities. No certainly, all that conſtancy whereof I think I have given ſome teſtimonies, could not defend me againſt the moſt lively aſſaults of grief, and the greateſt ſuccours that it gave, were only ſufficient to hinder its appearing in actions contrary to prudence, locking up my reſentments with a violence which had like to have taken away my life. I caſt upon <hi>Marcellus</hi> a regard wherein there appeared ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing Funeſt and deadly, and forcing through ſome ſobs which oppoſed the paſſage of my voyce; How, Brother, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> hath <hi>Coriolanus</hi> betrayed us! And ſeeing that he held his eyes fixed upon the ground without anſwering, Juſt gods, <hi>continued I, liftings my hands to Heaven,</hi> have you patiently ſuffered ſo black a perfidy! I held my peace here, and <hi>Marcel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lus</hi> being buried in mournful thoughts ſo well as I, we kept for ſome time a ſilence. All that could aſſault a Soul diſpoſed like mine, incompaſſed me on every ſide, and being enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged in the love of this ungrateful Prince, ſo far as vertue and innocence would permit me, it is certain that I could not underſtand his black Infidelity, and think upon that love which was almoſt born with me, and upon which I had beſtowed the moſt precious moments of my life, and to which I had dedicated the remainder, to ſee it I ſay terminated by ſo ſtrange a concluſion, without reſenting a violence ready even to tear in pieces my Entrails.</p>
                  <p>But if my affection excited paſſionate and tender motions, my glory intereſſed it ſelf no leſs in the injury which I received; and as I thought my ſelf able (to whatſoever height Fortune might raiſe him) to preſerve the affections of that Prince by the ſincerity of mine, I could not behold the gift which I had made over to him, without regarding his obl vion and diſdain as an outrage unſupportable to a good Courage. So that my reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments againſt him (for my affections ſo cruelly betrayed, and for my glory ſo unworthily offended) made my ſpirit float in a Sea of ſad thoughts; and though it expreſt not it ſelf by cryes and imprecations againſt this ungrateful man, yet it began to open the ſource of
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this River of tears, which hath almoſt unceſſantly ſlid from mine eyes ever ſince that cruel day.</p>
                  <p>In that ſad moment, they took their courſe from my Cheek over my hand which ſuſtained it, along my Arm which was propped by that of the Chair, and were ſeconded by ſome ſighs which I would not reſtrain before <hi>Marcellus,</hi> to whom my thoughts were not unknown. At laſt that Prince came from his profound ſtudy, and feeling himſelf touched with pity for my ſake, ſo much as he was with anger for his own, he could not behold the ſadneſs of my ſoul by that which appeared upon my face, without feeling a redoubling of his own, and riſing from the place where he ſate: My Siſter <hi>(ſaid he,) Coriolanus</hi> whil'ſt faithful de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved your friendſhip, but <hi>Coriolanus</hi> unfaithful is unworthy of your tears, and the grief which you teſtifie for his loſs. Seek your conſolations in your Courage, and your remedies in the knowledge of your ſelf; which will ſoon make you judge, that the ungrateful man hath done you a leſs ſenſible iniury, than he hath done himſelf; and that to expoſe himſelf to ſhame and diſdain, he hath himſelf overturned his moſt glorious Fortune. Moreover, he hath ſucceeded in his deſign according to his deſert, for the Emperor hath not only re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jected his Propoſition with diſdain, but beheld them with a frown who made it, and whoſe lives poſſibly had run a great hazard, had they not found a powerful protection in <hi>Rome.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Hereupon ſeeing that I lent him a very peaceable Audience, and no other way inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupted him ſave by my ſighs, he more at large related how <hi>Voluſius</hi> and <hi>Theocles</hi> having demanded of the Emperor a particular Audience, and ſhew'd him their power ſealed with the Seal-Royal of <hi>Mauritania.</hi> declared their charge which they had from the King <hi>Juba,</hi> which was, That although he entred the Dominions of his Father by Arms, and was in a condition of defending his Kingdoms againſt whatſoever Forces he could ſend, yet if it pleaſed the Emperor to honour him with his Alliance, and to grant him the Princeſs <hi>Julia</hi> for his wife, he would hold of him the Crown which he had Conquered, with the ſame Homage which he received from other Vaſſal-Kings and Tributaries to the Empire; adding this on his part, That he had not taken the liberty of making this demand, had he not be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved that the Princeſs would not take it ill, and poſſibly would have no repugnance there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to. <hi>Marcellus</hi> purſued, that <hi>Ceſar</hi> appeared much amazed at the Propoſition, and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving checked thoſe that made it, in terms teaching them what fruit to expect from their Ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gotiation, he added: That he praiſed the gods that this man whoſe Arms he might have feared whil'ſt he was vertuous, was now become ſo wicked and perfidious; and that ſince he had changed his inclinations, he doubted not the ſucceſs of the War; that his Daughter was deſigned for him that ſhould poſſeſs the Empire, and not for a barbarous <hi>African;</hi> Nay, and had he been born in the Throne of <hi>Romulus,</hi> he could not but with diſdain have beheld a man unfaithful to his Miſtreſs and his Friend. After this, he commanded <hi>Voluſius</hi> never again to open his mouth upon this buſineſs, and <hi>Theocles</hi> to leave <hi>Rome</hi> within eight dayes; and that after they were gone, the Emperor related the buſineſs to <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Domitius,</hi> and all thoſe that were with him, and within an hour after to <hi>Octavia,</hi> and that he was laſt of all advertized thereof by <hi>Ceſars</hi> own mouth, who could no longer keep ſecret from him the perfidy of his Friend, and who deteſted it as much as any of thoſe that heard it, amongſt all whom there was not one found who would ſpeak a word to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Marcellus</hi> had time enough to make me this Diſcourſe, and, inſtead of interrupting him, ſpake not till he had done; at laſt, ſeeing that he expected from my mouth ſome know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge of my reſentments, promiſing to employ his whole life in our common vengeance a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lgainſt a man, for whom not long ſince he would willingly have layed it down. My dear Brother <hi>(ſaid I with pain enough)</hi> I demand no vengeance neither from the gods nor you, upon the infidelity of <hi>Coriolanus;</hi> it is poſſible the gods are juſt enough to give it me without my deſiring, or without your arming your ſelf againſt a man who even now was ſo dear to you. His intentions ('tis true) were equally evil both towards you and me, but the effects have been prejudicial to me only (if it be a misfortune for <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to have loſt the perfidious <hi>Coriolanus)</hi> and that which he hath attempted againſt you, hath turned to his own confuſion, ſince that in demanding <hi>Julia</hi> he hath not obtained her; and laſtly, you will not loſe <hi>Julia,</hi> though I have loſt <hi>Coriolanus.</hi> So will you be revenged of his evil deſign againſt you, in conſerving that which he would have unjuſtly taken from you, and in making him for ever loſe the hopes of a good for which he hath forſaken me. This is all the puniſhment which I wiſh him, and if my reſentments have endeavoured ſomething againſt this, yet is it againſt my heart from whence I ſhall endeavour to tear the image of this unfaithful man. Theſe words were accompanied by all the tokens of a true grief, and <hi>Marcellus</hi> who compaſſionated them, as well through the goodneſs of his Na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture,
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as his intereſt in their cauſe, prepared to reply with vehemence, juſt as we ſaw <hi>Octavia</hi> enter the Chamber with the Princeſſes her Daughters, and the young <hi>Ptolomy</hi> my Brother.</p>
                  <p>She would not bring me the News of my misfortune, though ſhe heard it before <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus,</hi> and would ſpeak no more than what ſhe ſaid in the morning, which had fill'd me with diſtruſt; but then knowing that I had learn't all from the Prince her Son, ſhe ſpake freely, teſtifying how great a part ſhe took in my diſpleaſures with all the tenderneſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes of a true Mother, and forgot nothing which ſhe thought capable of bringing me any conſolation.</p>
                  <p>The Princeſſes her Daughters appeared no leſs officious, nor leſs afflicted than my ſelf; and to have beheld the countenance of this illuſtrious Company, one would have judged them all to have had an equal intereſt in the Treaſon of <hi>Coriolanus;</hi> Nay, they were ſo generous, that they expreſſed more reſentment againſt him for the injury he had done me, than for that which he would have done to <hi>Marcellus:</hi> And though they all poſſeſſed a great amity for <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whil'ſt he retained his innocence; yet could they not refuſe to his Crime the deteſtation which it merited, endeavouring all together to perſwade me, that a man capable of ſo great a wickedneſs, was unworthy my remembrance, or the ſorrow which I teſtified at his loſs.</p>
                  <p>I anſwered nothing to their Diſcourſe, and better expreſſed my grief (to perſons who knew my humor) by my confuſion and ſilence, than others would have done by cryes and reproaches. When I was a little more at liberty, and that of all the Company, only the Prince <hi>Ptolomy</hi> my Brother remained in my Chamber, and the two Princeſſes <hi>Agrippina</hi> and <hi>Antonia,</hi> my Siſters, the Daughters of <hi>Antonia</hi> and <hi>Octavia,</hi> I no longer retained my tears, nor thoſe complaints which I was able to utter, being amongſt perſons whoſe age and degree of Proximity permitted me to act without conſtraint, and to whom my love had been known and approved. My Siſters wiped away my tears, and out of compaſſion a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bundantly ſhed their own, and <hi>Ptolomy</hi> (young and boyling, though he had alwayes a great amity for <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and reſpect for his vertue) tranſported himſelf in Menaces a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt that Prince, and ſpake of nothing but vengeance, and a reparation of the injury which I had received.</p>
                  <p>At laſt, being left alone with my Maids, I layed me down upon the Bed, where I paſſed the reſt of the Night in the moſt ſad condition I was ever in in my life, and the cruel thoughts which tormented me, ſuffered not the acceſs of one wink of ſleep.</p>
                  <p>As in all the former Actions of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> I had obſerved a marvellous Vertue, and as nothing could ever make me ſuſpect, that he could be capable of the wickedneſs which he had committed, I could not be ſufficiently aſtoniſh't at ſo ſtrange an alteration, or hardly credit a truth which I had nothing to alledge againſt. All my indeavours were, that I might find ſome occaſion of doubting; and certainly had my misfortunes been known only by ſome reports, or by any other than infallible truths, I ſhould have ſuſpected the artifices of <hi>Tiberius;</hi> but in actions ſo ſolemn as are the Negotiations of Princes and publick Trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, there was no reaſon to believ that a man of <hi>Voluſius</hi>'s quality amongſt the <hi>Romans,</hi> and of <hi>Theocles</hi> his Rank amongſt the <hi>Moors,</hi> would act without Authority, or addreſs themſelves to <hi>Ceſar,</hi> with an impoſture of ſo great importance: No, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> it is not per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted thee to flatter thy ſelf, and this Prince ſo charming: the beloved of the unfortunate <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> is too truly convinced; nothing can juſtifie him, neither hath he the ſame care which thou haſt for his juſtification; and herein he is more criminal againſt thee, in that he would have his Crime known to thee, and hath not ſought either the obſtacles of the Seas which ſeparate us, or the deſarts of his <hi>Africa</hi> to hide it from thine eyes, but muſt needs cauſe it to enter <hi>Rome</hi> as it were in Triumph by one of the moſt injurious proceedings that was ever practiſed amongſt men, muſt thou needs expoſe me to the ſight, indignity, and diſdain, not only of the <hi>Romans</hi> but alſo of the whole world? Ah, Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> by which of mine actions have I merited this diſgrace? If I am not poſſeſt with qualities amiable e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough to conſerve thy affections, yet what could'ſt thou find in me worthy of this injurious treatment, and unworthy of the conſideration and reſpect due to perſons of my birth? If amongſt the <hi>African-</hi>beauties thou hadſt choſen one, who hath blotted out of thy Soul the impreſſions it received amongſt the <hi>Romans;</hi> or if for the eſtabliſhment of thy Monar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chy, thou hadſt been conſtrained to make the Maxims of thy State take place of thoſe of thy love, I would have excuſed thy change ſo much as I could, and then I might have ſaid, That either with reaſon thou hadſt laid down thine Arms at the feet of a greater beauty than <hi>Cleopatra's,</hi> or that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was not of value ſufficient to be put in competition with the ſecurity of a Crown; but it is for neither of theſe reaſons that thou haſt forſaken
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me, and ſince 'tis for <hi>Julia</hi> that thou leaveſt me, it muſt follow that thy love took its birth in <hi>Rome,</hi> and not in <hi>Mauritania,</hi> and this love was Maſter of thy Soul: When thou appeared'ſt moſt paſſionate for me, even then when thou ran'ſt to kill <hi>Tiberius,</hi> even then when in appearance for me only, thou braved'ſt the Emperor, and all the powers of the Empire; and at that time, when for me alone, thou generouſly refuſed'ſt the Kingdom of thy Father.</p>
                  <p>Ah! No, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> (added I a little after) it is not the love of <hi>Julia</hi> that I ought to accuſe for thy infidelity, neither <hi>Julia</hi> nor <hi>Cleopatra</hi> found place in the Soul of a Conque<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ror, and thou for ſookeſt <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> not for <hi>Julia,</hi> but for the alliance and protection of <hi>Ce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſar,</hi> which thou judgeſt more advantagions towards the maintenance of thy new Monar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chy, than the love of an unfortunate Princeſs. Ah! <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> whom I to my misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune have too much loved, and whom, to my misfortune, I fear I ſhall never ſufficietaly hate, ſince that Heaven, and thy cruel ingratitude, hath ordained that thou ſhalt never be mine, and that ſo many ſweet and dear hopes are for ever rowled from me, return me at leaſt, ungrateful man, thoſe teſtimonies of mine innocent affection which were ſometimes ſo precious to thee; return me thoſe favours which (all pure and innocent as they were) are become criminal through thy Crime; return me (cruel man) return me thoſe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liques of my heart which thou detaineſt in deſpite of me, and which notwithſtanding thy infidelity I cannot recover.</p>
                  <p>With ſuch thoughts was I miſerably tormented, and I ſhould not in a long time conclude, ſhould I recite them all. The day appeared ere I could find any conſolation, nor had I then left my Bed, had not <hi>Octavia</hi> ſent to advertize me that the Emperor would ſee me, to whom, and to all thoſe who knew not the ſecret of my heart, I was reſolved to conceal ſome part of my grief.</p>
                  <p>In order to this deſign, I did my ſelf no little violence, and all that I could do, was a little to compoſe my countenance againſt Night, which was the time of the Emperors Viſit. <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa</hi> and <hi>Marcellus</hi> were with him; and, to give me the greater confirmation, he brought along <hi>Voluſius</hi> and <hi>Theocles,</hi> the two Miniſters of my griefs.</p>
                  <p>I will not relate all the Diſcourſes of the Emperor, I'le only tell you, that after he had ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficiently exaggerated the treaſon of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and ſhewed the power which he had given to <hi>Theocles</hi> and <hi>Voluſius</hi> to treat about the Peace and Marriage, and the Letter of Cre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence which he had written by himſelf, and all ſealed with the Seal of the Kings of <hi>Mau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritania; Cleopatra (added he)</hi> what part ſoever I take in the diſpleaſure which you re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent, I am not a little glad that you have nothing to do with our common Enemy; and, as I have a great conſideration for your Vertue, and after the example of my Siſter do eſteem you, as though you were really my own Daughter; I proteſt unto you in ſincerity; that my reſentments againſt the Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> have received an increaſe by the Juſtice of yours, and that I will for the future purſue him, as well for the injury which he hath done you, as for that which I have received my ſelf; leave the care of our common vengeance to me, and in the mean while reſt aſſured that in me you ſhall alwayes find a Protector and a Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, and one that will proſecute your intereſts as affectionately, as though you were the Daughter of <hi>Octavia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To theſe words he added many more full of love, and I received them with the acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgment and reſpect I ought, without ſaying any thing that might irritate him more a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt <hi>Coriolanus</hi> than he was already, which made him imagine that I drew ſome conſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lation from the vengeance he promiſed me.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Voluſius</hi> made me an ill-favoured Complement for his proceedings, and told me, That what obligation ſoever he had upon him for the Courteſies which he received from <hi>Juba,</hi> he would not have taken the charge of his Commiſſion, had he known my intereſt therein. I anſwered coldly to his Diſcourſe, and the Emperor recalling in my preſence the Command which he had laid upon him, never to ſpeak more on this buſineſs whil'ſt he lived, cauſed <hi>Theocles</hi> to draw near, and beholding him with an aſſured countenance: You may tell your Prince <hi>(ſaid he)</hi> that had not his paſt actions rendred him unworthy of my Alli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance, I would nevertheleſs have denied it to a man ſmutted with baſeneſs and perfidy; and it would be little prudence in me to truſt him, after he had betrayed his Miſtreſs and his Friend. Let him maintain, if he can, his new Dominions, and expect a more full know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledg of my intentions by an Army of a Hundred thouſand men, whom he ſhall ſee within a few dayes in his Countrey. <hi>Theocles</hi> took charge of this Commiſſion, and after that day I have not heard that he was ever ſeen in <hi>Rome.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the mean time I was almoſt daily viſited by <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and he failed not of his utmoſt endeavours to make his advantage of his Rival's Treaſon, but it ſucceeded not; and inſtead of his becoming more amiable in mine eyes, he appeared more odious than before, being
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unable to imagine any other cauſe thereof, than the bad humor into which the infidelity of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had caſt me, and by my belief, that ſince I was betrayed by a man whom I loved, and in whom till then I had found ſo much vertue and ſincerity, I ought not to put any great confidence in a man whom I had always hated, and who had alwayes appeared to me full of Malice and Artifice. At laſt, whatever was the cauſe, <hi>Tiberius</hi> could never get a good word from me; and though the Emperor took the pains to ſpeak often to me in his favour, I ſo excuſed my ſelf to him, that without angring him through my reſiſtance to his will, I might give him little reaſon to conceive any hopes for <hi>Tiberius.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Though the Emperor was diſpleaſed thereat, yet he teſtified no reſentment againſt me, but hitherto exactly performed his promiſe of Protector and Father, ſo that I might have truly ſaid, That on all occaſions he made an affection for me appear, little different from that he bare the Princeſs <hi>Julia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>During which, <hi>Marcellus</hi> (whoſe reſentments againſt <hi>Coriolanus</hi> were violent) be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved that he had alſo juſt ones againſt <hi>Julia;</hi> and though ſhe had taken great pains to juſtifie her ſelf from the Accuſation which was made againſt her of having favoured the deſign of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and teſtified that ſhe had no repugnance thereto, <hi>Marcellus</hi> thought that he obſerved in her ſome conſtraint, through the care which ſhe took therein, and find<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſome coldneſſes in her, which he had not ſeen ſince their laſt reconciliation, he could not imagine any other cauſe, ſave the Propoſition of the King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> which he thought very capable of renewing the former flames of that Princeſs. As he communica<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted to me the greateſt part of his thoughts, ſo he hid not this; and as I deſired his repoſe, I did what I could to chaſe it out of his ſpirit; and it may be I ſhould have obtained my end through the natural ſweetneſs of <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s ſpirit; but by misfortune he met with ſome who told him, that <hi>Julia</hi> had ſeveral private Conferences with <hi>Voluſius,</hi> and that ſhe had ſent ſome Letters by <hi>Theocles</hi> when he left <hi>Rome. Julia</hi> always ſtifly denied theſe things, but the report whether true or falſe, made great impreſſions upon <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s ſpirit, taking away all the remainders of his repoſe, and threw him nto thoſe violent reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutions againſt <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> which the remainders of his friendſhip had hitherto kept him from. This made him demand of the Emperor the Command of the Army which he ſent againſt him; <hi>Tiberius</hi> endeavoured no leſs than he to obtain it, and employed all the Credit of <hi>Livia</hi> to be preferred before <hi>Marcellus:</hi> But neither of them obtained it, though all the World judged them very capable; and the Emperor having excluded them, either that neither might be jealous, or for ſome other conſiderations which he alledged to them, and gave it to <hi>Domitius Enobarbus</hi> an experienced Sea-Captain, and Illuſtrious by many brave Actions. It is true, that <hi>Agrippa</hi> might have obtained it rather than <hi>Domiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us,</hi> or any other; but he expreſſed no deſire thereof, and the Emperor knowing how well that great man had alwayes loved <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and finding that he had no great inclination to the charge, offered it not to him, but ſignified that he had buſineſs for him nearer his own perſon.</p>
                  <p>This Army departed from <hi>Brindes,</hi> and ſailed towards <hi>Africa</hi> with a full wind: and three dayes after, <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> troubled for not having obtained the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, departed from <hi>Rome.</hi> It was generally believed, that being unable to revenge the injuries they had received from <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> with the glory and advantage which they deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, they were gone to take an Account of him in any other place,</p>
                  <p>I believed it ſo well as the reſt, having heard them teſtifie this deſign the one to the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther; but be it what it will, they departed both of them without taking leave of me, nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther of the Emperor, <hi>Livia,</hi> nor <hi>Octavia</hi> their Mothers, who were ſenſibly afflicted at their departure, but much more when they underſtood that they were gone without any Equipage which might make them known. They cauſed ſeveral to follow them for many dayes, but it was in vain, though the Emperor took great care therein, and teſtified much diſpleaſure at the abſence of <hi>Marcellus.</hi> I proteſt, I was not a little ſenſible thereof, being by his departure deprived of a very great conſolation, though I was a little angry with him for going away without bidding me farewell, not thinking as afterwards I did, that he went ſo for fear of being detained: But if the abſence of <hi>Marcellus</hi> afflicted me, that of <hi>Tiberi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us</hi> was a great comfort; and ſcarce could I receive a greater refreſhment in my misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes, than to ſee my ſelf delivered from a man whom I could not love, and by whom I was perpetually tormented.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time <hi>(my dear Siſter)</hi> I ſhall make no difficulty to tell you, that my reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments againſt <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s Infidelity were not capable of effacing from my memory, leav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing there ſtill remembrances ſo tender and ſo mournful, that I could eaſily ſee, that anger was not the ſtrongeſt paſſion of my Soul. Were I with the Princeſs <hi>Antonia</hi> my Siſter, whom I particularly loved for a Hundred Noble qualities which accompanied her beauty, and to
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whom I had hitherto diſcovered the moſt ſecret of my thoughts; or if <hi>Camillia</hi> were with me, which is ſhe of my Maids in whom I have the greateſt confidence; or were I a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lone (as I often ſought the opportunity ſo to be) I continually bewailed the loſs of a man whom I had infinitely loved in all his qualities; who had given me a Thouſand gallant teſtimonies of his love, and upon whom I had for ever faſtned my firſt and laſt affections; and although according to reaſon I ought to deteſt his remembrance, at leaſt not to think upon him, but to abhor him; yet could I never get this power over my ſpirit, and as my affection was produced in proceſs of time, and after a long knowledge, having contracted nothing of thoſe irregular and turbulent motions which do often accompany the paſſions, it produced nothing impetuous or violent, and ſatisfied it ſelf by undermining me with grief, and in conſuming me with a perpetual languiſhing, without introducing either hate, rage, or the deſires of vengeance. I made a ſtrong reſolution never to re-ſee that unfaithful man whil'ſt I lived, though the gods and Fortune ſhould permit (notwithſtanding the diſtance which ſeparated us) that he ſhould ever preſent himſelf before me; and I imployed all my ſtrength to chaſe out of my Soul, what therein remained of this unhappy affection.</p>
                  <p>But this was all that I endeavoured for my ſatisfaction, and the gods are my Witneſſes, that I never demanded from them any Vengeance upon that ungrateful Prince, nor harbou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red the leaſt wiſh againſt the proſperity of his Arms, and the eſtabliſhment of his Fortune. Nay more, I could not but rejoyce at the News of the gallant Victory obtained by Sea, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the Army of <hi>Enobarbus,</hi> whereby it was believed that his Dominions were for ever ſetled againſt all the powers of the Empire; and though I had no more reaſon to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt my ſelf in his good and glorious ſucceſs, yet could I not reſiſt this inclination of my ſpirit, which could not behold them without emotion, and a favourable opinion. Let him overcome (would I ſay) let him triumph, let him reign gloriouſly, and let the Infidel proſper in all the deſigns that a juſt Ambition can inſpire him with: I will behold his Victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries, and the eſtabliſhment of his Throne with wiſhes which my heart cannot refufe him; and this heart which once was ſo ſenſible of his love, can never be inſenſible of his intereſts. I wiſh that his Crown, whereof I ought to have part, and for which he hath doubtleſs forſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken me, may be ſo ſetled upon his Head, that nothing may ever ſhake it; and if I wiſh any trouble to this ungrateful man, it is only remorſe of Conſcience, when his Eſtates are peaceable.</p>
                  <p>This was my reſignation, which nevertheleſs could not prevent a lively reſentment of all that grief could produce in a Soul ſo touched to the quick. I forced my ſelf to diſſemble in thoſe Companies wherein I was conſtrained to be, but when I was at liberty, I retained nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther my ſighs, nor my tears, giving a free ſcope to all the effects of my afflictions. Alas! how many cruel Hours, how many Nights without ſleep hath my ſad thoughts made me ſpend? how many whole dayes have I given to my ſolitudes, to my complaints, and ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times to reproaches.</p>
                  <p>At laſt this ſad courſe of life made the body partake of the ſpirit's diſeaſe, and I loſt in a little time (with all my joy) a good part of my plumpneſs, and of that little beauty which I received from Heaven; I became pale and lean, and my eyes more ſunk and dull than uſual.</p>
                  <p>Thoſe who loved me, afflicted themſelves more at this change than I did; and ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times when I beheld it in a Glaſs, I could not but ſay with a ſigh; <hi>Ah! King of</hi> Maurita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia, <hi>how thou haſt carried away the ſpoyles of the innocent</hi> Cleopatra? <hi>How well thou know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt to triumph at once over the Arms of thy Enemies, and the beauty of that unfortunate Princeſs! Would to the gods this face had never been owner of greater Charms than theſe thy Infidelity hath left, or that they had never been powerful enough to kindle thoſe unfortunate flames, which at this day are the cauſe of my deplorable deſtiny.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>On this manner I lived, when <hi>Auguſtus</hi> (having received with impatience and diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure the News of the laſt Victory of <hi>Juba)</hi> reſolved to leave <hi>Rome,</hi> partly to ſend Forces into <hi>Africa,</hi> and partly upon other Affairs, which called him into <hi>Greece,</hi> and from thence into the Provinces of <hi>Aſia.</hi> His departure was much ſooner than was believed, and becauſe he deſired that <hi>Octavia</hi> ſhould take his Journey, and I living with her as her Daughter, had nothing that could diſpenſe with my not following the Court: Beſide, the Emperor treated me wonderful well ſince I was no longer ſuſpected by him, and the Empreſs, to comply with him, ſhewed much eſteem and friendſhip to me; and I went with no other repugnance, than that of a multitude to my ſolitary diſpoſition. We departed from <hi>Rome</hi> with all the great perſons of the Empire, and took ſhipping; and the firſt place we touch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed at (after a proſperous Navigation) was <hi>Sicilia,</hi> where we made ſome abode at <hi>Syra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſa,</hi> where the beauty of the walks that are about that City gave me ſome divertiſement.
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In my walks I was ordinarily accompanied by my Siſter <hi>Antonia,</hi> and ſome of my Maids, without greater attendance; and it was in one of theſe walks that an adventure hapned un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to me, which cruelly opened all my wounds, and an adventure ſo ſtrange, that it will be dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficult for you to imagine it.</p>
                  <p>It was <hi>(my dear Siſter,)</hi> that, whil'ſt I walked with <hi>Antonia</hi> and <hi>Camillia,</hi> and in a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle Wood near the famour Fountain of <hi>Arethuſa,</hi> entertaining my ſelf with the Infidelity of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> (what care ſoever I took to baniſh him from my remembrance.) That ſame <hi>Coriolanus</hi> whom I thought to be employed in gathering the fruits of his Victories, and governing his new Monarchy! That ſame <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> from whom I thought my ſelf a great diſtance, preſented himſelf before me.</p>
                  <p>I know, <hi>Siſter,</hi> you are amazed how to underſtand this fickle effect of my Fortune: <hi>Yes certainly I am aſtoniſh't</hi> (replied <hi>Artemiſa) and I ſo little expected this Encounter, that I cannot apprehend it without a great ſurprize.</hi> You may believe, <hi>replied Cleopatra, that I</hi> was no leſs ſurprized at ſo unexpected a ſight, and that I often accuſed mine eyes of falſe information, when they repreſented my Soul a face, whoſe Character, in ſpight of my juſt reſentments, I carried graven in my heart; but that which amazed me yet more, was, that this Infidel accoſted me with as much aſſurance, as though he had been the moſt inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent man of the world, ſpeaking to me in terms as paſſionate, as thoſe he uſed at <hi>Rome:</hi> Treating me at laſt after the ſame manner, as though nothing had ever been heard, or as if he himſelf had never ſo much in all his life as thought on the Treaſon which he committed.</p>
                  <p>Here the Princeſs related the long Converſation which ſhe had with <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> in the ſame manner as <hi>Emilia</hi> had related it a few dayes before to <hi>Tiridates,</hi> repeating word by word all the Princes Diſcourſe, and forgat nothing of the cruel Anſwer which ſhe gave him, and the rigorous words whereby ſhe thought ſhe had baniſh't him her preſence for ever; and when ſhe was come ſo farr, ſhe proceeded on this manner.</p>
                  <p>What juſt reſentment ſover I had in my Soul, believe not <hi>(my Siſter)</hi> but it was with ſome violence that I conſtrained my ſelf to follow my juſt reſolutions; I was armed with a moſt legitimate anger, and my wrath increaſed with reaſon at the ſight of this perfidious man; but w thall I could not behold that face formerly ſo beloved, the ſuppliant face of <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus,</hi> neither hear the ſound of that voice, which once ſo ſweetly charmed me, without reſenting extraordinary emotions, and ſuch as could not aſſault a Soul without making a great impreſſion therein.</p>
                  <p>I retired with my Siſter and <hi>Camillia</hi> into our Chariot, rather dead than alive; and having obſerved (as I thought) at our ſeparation ſomething deadly in the regards of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> I was poſſeſſed with a fear accompanied with tenderneſs, that fill'd me with moſt cruel agitations. So long as the way laſted to <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> I was not able to utter one word, and my Siſter and <hi>Camillia</hi> who ſaw me in a condition ſo little capable of converſe, kept themſelves in the ſame poſture, and opened not their mouths to interrupt thoſe thoughts tormented my heart; but when we were in my Chamber, wherein I locked my ſelf with them, without ſeeing any one elſe the reſt of that day, and that time had a little reduced me out of my aſtoniſhment, beholding <hi>Antonia</hi> with eyes, from whence not withſtanding all my conſtancy, tears prevented the firſt word I would have ſaid: <hi>Well Siſter</hi> (ſaid I) <hi>what think you of this adventure? And what judge you of the Caprices of my miſerable For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune?</hi> I ſay <hi>(replied Antonia)</hi> that I was never more ſurprized in my liſe, and my ſpirit is ſo intangled with what I have ſeen, that I know not what judgment to make thereon. But at laſt (added I with much pain) <hi>If the Encounter of the King of</hi> Mauritania <hi>be not an effect of Chance, what think you doth he come to ſeek with us? And what may be the deſign of ſo much pain and agitation, which we ſaw in his words and actions? Is it feigned? Is it Repent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance?</hi> And laſtly; <hi>What conformity hath theſe things with the Treaſon he hath com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>It will be difficult, <hi>replied Antonia,</hi> for me to comprehend any thing; but unleſs I am miſtaken, I obſerved in the face, actions and words of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> ſuch a confidence, which a criminal ſpirit is uncapable of; and ſo many Marks of a true paſſion, that I know not how to reconcile what I have ſeen, with what I have heard of his Infidelity; for, if we grant that he may diſſemble his countenance and words, yet wherefore hath he left his Kingdom, and taken ſo long a Voyage to ſeek you? And what appearance is there that he would leave an Eſtate as yet little ſetled, and to whoſe Converſation his preſence was abſolutely neceſſary, that he would commit himſelf to the Mercy of the Seas, and run into the hands of his implacable Enemies, if he had no paſſion for you?</p>
                  <p>What you ſay hath therein ſome veri-ſimility <hi>(ſaid I)</hi> but Siſter, we have not learn't his Crime by ſimple ſuſpitions or conjectures, and our knowledge thereof is of ſuch a na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture,
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that nothing can diſprove it; and if we owe this meeting to deſign rather than hazard, and that <hi>Juba</hi> hath really left his Kingdom to ſee me, which he could not do without put<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting his life and his Eſtate in danger, that which I can believe as moſt likely and moſt advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tagious for him, is, that having done violence to the love he bare me, that he might obtain the Alliance of <hi>Ceſar,</hi> which he thought more advantagious than that of the houſe of <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony;</hi> and having learn't the bad ſucceſs of his deſign, and the injurious refuſal which the Emperor made of the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> deſparring of <hi>Julia,</hi> he is returned to <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and being unable to obtain <hi>Julia,</hi> he had rather have the perſon, and it may be the Alliance of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> than of an <hi>African.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This is really my thought, and the only one I can have upon this Encounter; to which <hi>Antonia</hi> (convinced ſo well as I of <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s Infidelity, was conſtrained to ſubmit, find<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing none more likely; only ſhe blamed me for not giving him a longer Audience, believing that by a little further Diſcourſe we might have been reſolved in all our doubts.</p>
                  <p>Since that day my thoughts, to my misfortune were more ſtrongly faſtned to the remem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>brance of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> than before, and I proteſt I looked upon him with leſs reſentment and more tenderneſs than before, being unable to behold a prince, whom once I ſo dearly loved with all the marks of his former paſſion upon his face, and in his Diſcourſes, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out feeling ſome motions in a heart which had too much weakneſs for him. O ſight! how fatal haſt thou been to that little repoſe which I forced, to ſettle it ſelf in my Soul! and how difficult hath it been ſince, for me to efface then the leaſt Characters of this interview? Were I waking, or were I ſleeping, the <hi>Idea</hi> preſented it ſelf alwayes before me; nor could I, without ſome conſolation, recollect the amorous and paſſionate words of that Prince; nor could I, without ſome grief, and perhaps, not without ſome Repentance, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>collect my rigorous Reply, by which I ſuppoſed I had baniſh't him for ever! Alas would I ſometimes ſay, Is it poſſible that all the World is deceived? And that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> is as in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent in effect, as he would appear, and that the deſtiny of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> is changed. But alas, all my hopes are quite rooted up! and this ungrateful man hath been ſo unpitiful in his ungratitude, that he hath taken away even the leaſt doubt wherewith I was permitted to flatter my ſelf.</p>
                  <p>Such Diſcourſes, and others of the like Nature, took up my whole time during <hi>Ceſar</hi>'s Voyage; with whom, in a few dayes after, we departed from <hi>Syracuſe,</hi> and viſited <hi>Gre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cia</hi> and part of <hi>Aſia.</hi> Upon Sea and Land, it was all one with me, and my pitileſs grief kept me perpetual Company, ſo well in <hi>Aſia</hi> as in <hi>Europe.</hi> And it is certain, that they have received a very ſenſible increaſe, through ill ſucceſs of <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s Affairs, and what reaſon ſoever I have to be little intereſſed therein, yet could I not hear that in his ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence he had loſt his Kingdom without a double affliction, his Subjects who under ſo valiant a Leader, would doubtleſs have braved the Forces of the whole Empire, and had formerly under his Conduct appeared more than men, made leſs reſiſtance now, than women, under the <hi>Roman</hi> Arms; and were moſt eaſily reduced under the Dominion of <hi>Auguſtus.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I imagined (to increaſe my affliction) my ſelf to have been the cauſe of this fatal ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſence of <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s; and though I could not comprehend what ſhould hinder his return into <hi>Africa,</hi> having had time enough to go thither and defend his State, yet I believed my ſelf partly to have been the cauſe of his misfortune, and that belief moſt cruelly redoubled my misfortunes. <hi>Ah! Son of</hi> Juba (have I often ſaid) <hi>I have alwayes feared that the gods would puniſh thee for thy Crime, but I call them to witneſs, that I never wiſhed it, and that I cannot ſee thee diſpoyled of thy Kingdom, poſſibly a wandring Vagabond, without any aſſured retreat, without deploring thy misfortune, and intereſſing my ſelf more therein, than my ungratitude deſerveth. My juſt reſentments are ſatisfied to ſee the troubled with ſome remorſe, and puniſh't by a vain Repentance; and it is upon thy heart, not upon thy fortune that I would be revenged.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In theſe ſad imployments I travelled with <hi>Ceſar,</hi> whom I ſaw every day, and the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs alſo, who knowing the Emperors intentions, appeared nothing ſharp towards me for my ill treating <hi>Tiberius,</hi> neither oppoſed ſhe the birth of her Sons (the young <hi>Druſus)</hi> paſſion for my Siſter <hi>Antonia,</hi> to wards whom he began to ſhew great teſtimonies of a ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuous affection, we received the knowledge thereof with ſatisfaction, as well for the preſent Fortune of the Sons of <hi>Livia,</hi> as for the Noble qualities of that young Prince who really poſſeſſed all that could render a man accompliſh't. He teſtified a ſenſible Repentance for the pretences he formerly had to <hi>Julia,</hi> and finding in <hi>Antonia</hi> a humor quite different from that of <hi>Ceſars</hi> Daughter, and with an excellent beauty a ſpirit full of prudence and ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, and a marvellous vertue, he became wholly hers, and began to make his Addreſſes with the approbation of <hi>Octavia</hi> and <hi>Ceſar,</hi> and all thoſe that were intereſſed therein. I alſo daily ſaw the Princeſs <hi>Julia,</hi> who failed not of the former teſtimonies of her friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip,
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and aſſured me by a Thouſand Oaths that ſhe contributed nothing to the infidelity of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and if it were ſo that that Prince had a real paſſion-for her, my intereſt, and that of <hi>Marcellus</hi>'s (which ſhe conſidered as ſhe ought) would never have permitted her to have turned her eyes or thoughts upon him. All this while nothing was heard of <hi>Tiberius</hi> nor <hi>Marcellus,</hi> only they learn't that they had not been in <hi>Mauritania.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I will hold you no longer upon the recital of our Voyage, and you ſhall only know that leaving <hi>Cyprus</hi> for <hi>Alexandria,</hi> our Veſſel ſailing towards <hi>Egypt</hi> with a proſperous wind, the Princeſs <hi>Octavia</hi> deſiring to viſit the Empreſs, paſſed out of our Veſſel into hers, ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>companied by my Siſters; and I had waited upon her in this Viſit, had not a little indiſpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſition hindred me, obliging me to ſtay where I was with my Maids: You learn't yeſterday how we were attaqued by a furious Tempeſt, which diſperſt all the Veſſels of the Fleet; and ours having for two dayes reſiſted the waves with very little hopes, fell at laſt into the power of the King your Brother, from whom, inſtead of the ſuccours we demanded, we had like to have received our deaths amongſt many of the Paſſengers whom he ſlew; you know all that hapned to me with him, the perſecutions which I ſuffered by his love, the Cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tivity wherein he kept me, till by good Fortune I found the means of eſcaping, through the aſſiſtance of that valiant man whom I found with you, and whom I have learn't ſince to be the Prince of <hi>Silicia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>And laſtly <hi>(my dear Siſter)</hi> I had the good Fortune to find you, and to ſee the Prince <hi>Alexander</hi> my Brother, to know and be known of him; you ſaw our Careſſes at ſo un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thought on a meeting, and I received yours with much affection, when you knew that I was the Siſter of <hi>Alexander;</hi> and when I learn't from <hi>Alexander</hi> that you were the Princeſs to whom he owed his life, to whom he had given it, and to whom he had ſo great obligations. Our friendſhip formed it ſelf without difficulty, we remembred each other of the young years we had paſſed together at <hi>Alexandria,</hi> with the Queen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> my Mother; I learn't your Fortunes by the mouth of my Brother, and you deſired to know mine by my own. I related to you in the Wood where we walked, the moſt part of the accidents of my life, when by an Encounter, as little expected as that at <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> of whom I had ſpoken ſo much, who ſo poſſeſſeth my thoughts, and who had ſo great a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cernment in our Diſcourſe, preſented himſelf again before me, and hath not only troubled my Soul, awaked the agitations of my ſpirit by this laſt Encounter, but alſo in the ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nifeſt danger wherein we have left him fighting for our ſakes (ungrateful and unfaithful as he is) he hath poſſeſt me with ſo ſtrong a grief, as that of having re-fallen into the hands of <hi>Artaxes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The afflicted <hi>Cleopatra</hi> thus ended her Diſcourſe, and the mournful occaſion whereon ſhe ended, ſo touched her, that ſhe could not but with tears accompany the ſad concluſion. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> would have comforted her, had ſhe not been in ſo uncomfortable a condition her ſelf; and although her own Affairs were capable of wholly filling her ſpirit, yet could they not hinder her from ſaying, joining tears together; I hope, my dear Siſter, that the gods have delivered that Prince from the danger wherein we left him, having formerly done marvels in his favour, which may reaſonably hinder our deſpairing of his ſafety; and if I durſt (Siſter) I would ſay that poſſibly you have more reaſon to intereſs your ſelf there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in than you think, being unable to imagine, after your Relation of his life, and the effects of his love, but much more of that meeting at <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> and this laſt, whereat I have been preſent my ſelf, that that Prince can be intirely culpable of thoſe Treaſons wherewith you reproach him, and which makes all his misfortunes yours. All his Actions have ſo little correſpondence with that infidelity, and he appeared with ſo much innocence both in his face and words, that I am the moſt deceived perſon in the World, if he be not rather be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trayed than the Traytor, and if thoſe appearances which have deceived you, be not ſome effect of the artifice of <hi>Tiberius.</hi> For although you have proofs apparently convincing) if <hi>Corlolanus</hi> hath forſaken you, what can be his deſign of ſeeking you at <hi>Syracuſa,</hi> and at <hi>Alexandria</hi> with ſo much labour and danger? Wherefore hath he left a Kingdom, which with ſo much Travel he Conquered, to run to you alone? And wherefore, valiant and full of glory as he is, hath he abandoned the defence thereof, and ſuffered it to re-fall into the Enemies hands, without drawing his Sword, and it may be without making a ſtep towards its conſervation, if it be true that the Kingdom is more conſiderable to him than <hi>Cleopatra? I told you before,</hi> replied the deſolate Princeſs, <hi>that his laſt actions might proceed from his Re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pentance, and that Repentance cannot re-give him thoſe affections which he ought to have kept by an intire fidelity.</hi> The fair Princeſs ſtopped at theſe words, whether it were to conſider <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa</hi>'s Diſcourſe wherein ſhe found ſome reſemblance of truth and comfort, or that the violence of her griefs impeded her ſpeech; but ſhe was ſilent, and with ſobs ſtopped the paſſage.</p>
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               <head>The Eighth Part of CLEOPATRA.</head>
               <head type="sub">BOOK, II.</head>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">A</seg>S this was the ſeaſon of the ſhorteſt Nights of the year, the day began to appear before the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had finiſhed her ſtory, and many hours followed before grief would permit the acceſs of ſleep to the two Princeſſes: The ſad poſture of their Affairs was too apparent to the eyes of their remembrance, to permit an eaſie repoſe to their bodies; and if they ſlept at the laſt, it was ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther a ſubmiſſion of Nature to their affrights and wearineſſes, than any refreſhment to their ſad misfortunes.</p>
               <p>They were upon the point of ſleeping, when on ther other ſide of the partition which ſeparated their Chamber from the reſt of the Ship, they heard themſelves named with the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> which cauſed them to hearken with a little attention, ſuppoſing that in the condition they were in, they ought to neglect nothing; and they diſtinctly heard the voice of him who commanded the Veſſel in the Kings abſence, queſtioning a man who was newly arrived: And well, <hi>Ariſtus (ſaid he)</hi> in what condition is the King? And how hath he received the News of the ſurprize we have made? <hi>My Lord</hi> Megacles, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>replied</hi> Ariſtus, <hi>the health of the King is in a better poſture than I could have hoped, and his wounds not onely are not dangerous, but I hope they will permit him to come hither before to mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row Night. I know not how to expreſs the joy he reſented at the good News which I brought, how he Careſſed me, and how many Recompences he hath promiſed me; the exceſs of his joy had like to have been prejudicial to him, but I now believe it will prove an excellent remedy to advance his Cure; he hath ſpoken words, and done things, that have made me judge, there was never a more violent paſſion that his, for</hi> Cleopatra. But <hi>(replied Megacles)</hi> what are his thoughts for the Princeſs his Siſter? And what ſaid he, when you related how you met her? <hi>He teſtified very much joy,</hi> replied <hi>Ariſtus, and, if I am not deceived, his ſpirit towards that Princeſs is ſomething ſweetned; and I believe that the love he bears the Sister, will deſpoſe him to pardon</hi> Artemiſa <hi>part of that Fault which ſhe committed for the Brother.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He uttered no Menaces againſt her, as I thought he would have done; and laſtly, he made me conjecture by his actions and his words, that beſides the ſatisfaction of recovering his Siſter, he ſhould receive thereby a notable advantage through his hopes of conſerving her as a powerful Hoſtage, to procure the protection, and even the aſſiſtance of <hi>Alexander.</hi> All his words were full of Tranſports, and all his Diſcourſes; commanding the ſafeguard of the Treaſure which we had in our hands, as of a thing more precious to him than his King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom and life; and particularly hath ordained that we keep our ſelves well concealed within this Rock, for the little time that we muſt ſtay, fearing with ſome appearance leſt we be diſcovered, and ſo the Noble prey be taken out of our hand.</p>
               <p>This fear will make him haſten his departure, though it put his life in danger; and cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly, unleſs ſome accident happen to his wounds, that may prevent, he will be here to morrow, to provide for our Journey into our Countrey, ſo ſoon as he is in the Veſſel. Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides his impatience of ſeeing the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the fear of being ſurprized upon theſe Coaſts if he ſtay longer, will precipitate his departure from a houſe where all the objects are mournful, the Maſter whereof, or at leaſt him that poſſeſſeth it, and hath given a retreat to our King being dead after the moſt pitiful manner in the World, and hath poſſeſt his Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>meſtiques with ſo much regret, that the place reſounds with nothing but cryes and groans. But have you not learn't <hi>(ſaid Megacles)</hi> who was that charitable Hoſt who beſtowed ſo favourable a retreat upon our King? You will be aſtoniſh't, <hi>replied Ariſtus,</hi> at what I am
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going to tell you. I was ſo my ſelf, when, after the death of this man, his Servants, who had carefully concealed his Name whil'ſt he lived, declared to us, that it was the Prince <hi>Tiridates,</hi> Brother to the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> the ſame who ſought a Sanctuary from Court to Court againſt the cruelty of the King his Brother, and the ſame who in his young years we ſaw under the protection of our Court. He dyed ſuddenly at ſome News (as they ſaw) which one of his Domeſticks brought him, and I believe that grief did never pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce ſo prompt and marvellous an effect. I was with the King, who was giving me theſe Commiſſions, when one came and told him after how ſtrange a faſhion his Hoſt was dying. The King to whom that Prince was diſcovered, and who alſo knew the King, was very much troubled; and notwithſtanding the incommodity of his wounds, would needs aſſiſt at the laſt ſighs of his life; and cauſing himſelf to be covered with ſome of his Cloaths, and lean<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing upon mine and my Companions Arm, he went into the Chamber of the poor Prince. He was juſt dead as we entred, and amongſt thoſe of the Domeſticks who drowned them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves in tears at his Bed-ſide (through the aſſiſtance of many Torches which were lighted in the Chamber) we ſaw two men of the nobleſt Mine and preſence in the World; the one ſitting on the ſide of the Bed, holding one of the cold hands of that poor Prince; and the other who was but half-cloathed, and the paleneſs of whoſe face declared him to be ſick, ſate upon a Chair, which was juſt at his pillow; both of them teſtified a great grief for the death of <hi>Tiridates,</hi> and the King my Maſter having accompanied theirs with his, they a little after entred into Converſation. The life and death of that unfortunate Prince, (whoſe Name neither the one nor the other endeavoured to conceal now after he was gone) was the Subject of their Diſcourſe; and, I proteſt, I heard thoſe two men ſpeak the bra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veſt things, and after ſuch a noble manner, upon the inſtability of Fortune, and the miſeries of mans life, that ever I heard. They talked with the principal Officers of <hi>Tiridates,</hi> how his body might be tranſported into <hi>Parthia,</hi> that he might be buried in the Tomb of his Anceſtors; and he that ſate upon the Bed-ſide, would that they ſhould build him another Monument upon that ſhoar, and writ with his own hand an Epitaph to be inſcribed there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on. As for him of the two that ſate upon the Bed (whoſe Mine and Converſation was ſweet and charming) we knew him not. But the other who ſate upon the Chair, whoſe Mine was more fierce though pale, ſo ſoon as we had ſeen him by the Torch-light, we ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved ſome features in his face, which neither his paleneſs, nor the change which ſome years might have made, could conceal; but ſo ſoon as he opened his mouth, the tone of his voyce was not leſs familiar to us: and my Maſter upon theſe ſuſpitions beholding him with attention, perceived that the man beheld him with an earneſtneſs no leſs than the Kings; perhaps the Torches would not have reſolved their doubts, but a little after the day appea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, and the King through the incommodity of his wounds, being deſirous to paſs into his Chamber, and betake him to Bed; this man either through deſign or chance, aroſe at the ſame time, and went the ſame way; they met together upon a little Gallery, where the King ſtayed to ſee him paſs by; he ſtood ſtill alſo when he came where the King was, and they fixedly beheld each other in a place, where objects were eaſily diſcovered, and the day-light was great enough upon the Gallery to draw them out of their doubts; they be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>held each other for ſome time without ſpeaking, whether it were to confirm their opinions, or whether (being no longer doubtful of the Truth) they were uncertain how they ſhould man age their knowledge; but at laſt that man (the moſt hardy of mankind) ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king the word, Doubt not, ſaid he to the King, if thou art <hi>Artaxes,</hi> but that I am <hi>Brito<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>marus.</hi> Theſe words opened the King eyes, and as naturally his Soul was ſufficiently proud, he could not brook ſo fierce a dialect from a man of a quality ſo inferior to his: It is true, <hi>(ſaid he)</hi> that in beholding thy face, I call to mind a man whom I have ſometimes ſeen in my Service, neither have I forgotten, that after I had raiſed him by my favour to imploy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments and dignities, to which he had no right to aſpire, he quitted my party ſo ſoon as For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune began to be mine Enemy.</p>
               <p>The audacious <hi>Britomarus</hi> beholding the King with a diſdainful ſmile; As I followed thy party without any obligation <hi>(replied he)</hi> till by thy Cruelty, and unworthy Treating me, thou madeſt thy ſelf unworthy of my Service; thou may ſt eaſily judge what eſteem I made of thy dignities, by my great unwillingneſs to forſake them; and if Fortune for ſook thee when I did, thou needeſt not wonder that thoſe Victories which thou heldeſt by my Sword only, ſhould follow the ſame Sword that brought them. The King grew pale with anger at this Diſcourſe, and impatiently ſupporting theſe audacious words of <hi>Britomarus;</hi> Time, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> hath not abated thy pride; but were I in another condition, thou ſhould'ſt not ſpeak with ſo little reſpect to the King of <hi>Armenia. Artaxes (replied he diſdainfully)</hi> ſince our ſeparation, I have ſeen more than one King humbled beneath me, and poſſibly thou ſhould'ſt ſoon be ſo thy ſelf, had I not regard to the condition wherein I find thee, and
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to the remembrance of <hi>Arſinoe</hi> and <hi>Ariobarzanes.</hi> I know not what were the Kings thoughts (to whom <hi>Britomarus</hi>'s Valor was too well known to be deſpiſed) but both were without Swords, and ours were in the Chamber; but I believe this, their ſtrange Converſation would at laſt have run to the utmoſt extremities, had not that man of the no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble aſpect, whom we left in the Chamber with <hi>Tiridates</hi> appeared upon the Gallery, and interpoſed between them, conjuring them not to make a greater diſorder in a houſe wherein grief had already produced ſo mournful effects. <hi>Britomarus</hi> received this intrea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty in good part, and teſtifying by his proud face leſs choler than diſdain, he retired with his Eſquire that accompan ed him into a Chamber which was at the end of the Gallery, and the King being in his, we did put him to Bed. He continued a good while moſt livelily touched at this Encounter, and I doubt not but he formed many Deſigns againſt the life of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> which his feebleneſs would not permit him to execute.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the Unknown being called away, as I believe, by his Affairs, left order with the Officers of <hi>Tiridates,</hi> to prevent the meeting of the King and <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and they promiſed an exact care therein. The King meditating a long time both upon his an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger and his love, at laſt conſidering his unability to expreſs his reſentments againſt <hi>Britoma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rus,</hi> and fearing that in caſe he called us to him to revenge him upon that valiant man, he ſhould loſe the occaſions of keeping and carrying away the Princeſſes; for once he made his anger give place to his love, and deferring his revenge until another time, he ſent me with Orders, that you carefully preſerve the illuſtrious Priſoners, and commanded me to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turn to morrow a little late, to aſſiſt at his bringing hither.</p>
               <p>Thus finiſhed the <hi>Armenian:</hi> and <hi>Megacles</hi> made reflexion upon all that had been rela<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, and particularly upon the Encounter of <hi>Britomarus;</hi> and the two Princeſſes, who had attentively hearkned, learn't by this Diſcourſe ſome part of their Deſtiny. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtood with much grief, that on the morrow they muſt leave the ſhoar of <hi>Alexandria;</hi> and fall yet more into the power of that barbarous King; and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> (though part of her fears diminiſh't at the News of the Kings milder inclinations towards her) yet could thence draw no conſolation for her love, being unable to reſolve without a mortal grief, to be ſeparated (perhaps for ever) from her beloved <hi>Alexander;</hi> yet had not all hope for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaken them, that that day which <hi>Artaxes</hi>'s wounds gave them, might be a day of ſuccours through <hi>Alexanders</hi> means, and the aſſiſtance of thoſe whom that Prince might draw to his ſuccours in a Countrey which obeyed <hi>Ceſar,</hi> and in a Countrey wherein the very Name of <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Children was conſiderable; the two Princeſſes communicated this thought to each other, and (hearing neither of thoſe two men ſpeak whoſe Diſcourſe was ended, or elſe they were in ſome other part of the Ship) thus began their ſad entertainment on this adventure; and although in appearance they had enough to do with their own For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes without medling with others, yet <hi>Cleopatra</hi> could not hear of the death of <hi>Tiridates</hi> (whom ſhe had known at <hi>Rome,</hi> and whoſe vertue ſhe had in great eſteem) without a very ſenſible affliction, neither could <hi>Artemiſa</hi> apprehend the Encounter which the King her Brother had with <hi>Britomarus,</hi> whoſe name and perſon was very well known, being drawn thereto by his brave Actions whilſt he lived in <hi>Armenia,</hi> without intereſſing her ſelf in the adventure. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> demanded who that hardy man was, who ſpake to Kings with ſo much fierceneſs; and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who had the ſame opinion of his vertue, as the reſt of thoſe that knew him, replyed: It is a man, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> who appeared like a bright Sun amongſt the men of our Nation, and who (if the other Actions of his life do correſpond with thoſe of his youth) may deſerve a condition as high and great as his ambition; we knew him but very young, our ſenſibility of his loſs might make us ſay that he paſſed from us ſo ſwift as light<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning; of a mean birth, he is great above Princes; and if Fortune anſwer his Valor and Ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue, he will ſoon receive from his Sword the Crowns which Fortune hath denied to his houſe. He is ſierce and preſumptuous beyond the bounds which his condition ſeem to pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcribe; but that fierceneſs appears in him ſo naturally well placed that one cannot condemn it, nor imagine him any thing below the perſon he repreſents, Theſe words ſtirred up the curioſity of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to underſtand more of the Fortune of <hi>Britomarus,</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> briefly related part of what he did in <hi>Armenia,</hi> and by her Diſcourſe raiſed in that Princeſs as much eſteem for him, as averſion for <hi>Artaxes</hi> at the recital of that cruel Action which cauſed <hi>Bri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tomarus</hi> to leave his Service.</p>
               <p>After that the fair Princeſſes had ſpent ſome moments in this entertainment, they found their eyes heavy, and their bodies wearied and diſtempered through their long watching, ſo that permitting ſleep to ſteal upon them, they gave ſome interval to their diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſures.</p>
               <p>Whilſt they ſlept, and that <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s Maids ſlept alſo, or, careful of her repoſe, kept themſelves in the Chamber with a profound ſilence; The <hi>Armenians</hi> who guarded the
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Veſſel, endeavoured to acquit themſelves exactly of their charge, and though they treated the two Princeſſes with all reſpect and deference, and took great care that they might be well ſerved; yet they guarded them ſo carefully, and ſo prevented their diſcovery under the Rock, which quite hid them from thoſe that on the ſhoar might ſeek them; ſo that theſe li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luſtrious perſons had but little hopes from thence. <hi>Megacles,</hi> who commanded in the Kings abſence, walked upon the Deck, giving orders to thoſe that were about him, and on a ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den he thought ſome ſtrange noiſe deſcended from the Top of the Rock (whoſe head ſhot it ſelf out into the Sea further than the Ship.) At firſt neither he, nor thoſe that were with him, could diſcern what it was; but a little after, advancing upon the upper part of the Veſſel, and lending an attentive ear, they heard the voyce of a man from the Top of that horrible Precipice, uttering theſe words: Implacable gods! <hi>(ſaid he)</hi> Malicious men! Irreconcilable Fortune! it were inſenſibility to hope for any good from you; and ſince (to defend me againſt ſo many Enemies) Death only ſtretcheth forth her Arms, and that the miſerable reliques of this life are unprofitable for that end to which they were con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved: O Death, I willingly receive the aſſiſtance thou preſenteſt.</p>
               <p>Scarce had <hi>Megacles,</hi> and thoſe that were with him, heard the laſt of theſe words, when they ſaw him that pronounced them (cleaving the Aire from the Top of the Rock) fall into the Sea, ſome four paces from the ſhip. The waves parted under his feet with a great noiſe, and rebounded higher than the Maſt of the Veſſel. The water was very deep, and that deſperate man who threw himſelf into its boſome, being armed at all points, had quick<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly found his death, had not <hi>Megacles</hi> (though a Servant to a cruel King) been poſſeſt with ſome pity and vertue, and commanded earneſtly that they ſhould do what they could to draw this man out of the pitileſs waves. The Mariners who were Maſters of their Trade, taking great Poles, headed with Crooks of Iron, ſought him amongſt the Sands with an admirable diligence. Had the ſucceſs of their labours been leſs ſpeedy, they had been utterly unprofitable; but; by great good Fortune, after ſome moments ſearch, they found the body (the weight of whoſe Armor had hindred its riſing) and faſtning their Irons in ſome default of the Arms, not without lightly wounding the bearer, they eaſily drew him up, and uniting their Forces, got him into the ſhip. Preſently the natural compaſſion of men how barbarous ſoever, and the curioſity which ſo unordinary a ſpectacle raiſed, cauſed them to flock about him. <hi>Megacles</hi> commanding them to take off his Caſque, the viſit whereof was half lifted up, yet could perceive by his pale and meagre face but few ſigns of life; but as he would not ſuccour him by halves, he neglected nothing that might ſave him and by his orders whilſt ſome diſarmed him, others holding him up by the feet, gave paſſage for the ſalt water out of his mouth,</p>
               <p>He diſgorged a great quantity, and when they ſuppoſed him intirely diſcharged, they layed him upon a Bed, and attended the effect of their ſuccours.</p>
               <p>Preſently <hi>Megacles</hi> knew they would not be unprofitable, and although the unknown came not quite to himſelf, he began to breath freely, and to ſtir his Head, though with much weakneſs. <hi>Megacles</hi> gave him ſome ſpirits to drink, and either through the means of that, or what was done before, or both, a little after he he opened his eyes, and found his ſtrength by little and little to return in ſome proportion.</p>
               <p>Had not <hi>Megacles</hi> underſtood this mans deſpair by his own words, which he uttered fal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling, he would have left him to take ſome neceſſary reſt, but imagining that ſince he ſought death, he would run to it again, were he left to his own diſpoſe, he not only watched him, to prevent any ſecond effects of his Deſpair, but reſolved, if it were poſſible, to cure him by reaſon, and to perſwade him of all thoſe things that might give him ſome deſire of life. He was confirmed the more in this Deſign, when with attention he caſt his eyes upon the face of the unknown; for he believed that what he had done out of compaſſion, ought to be done to preſerve a man of the beſt Mine he had ever ſeen. His face, though pale and chang<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, as well through the laſt effect of his Deſpair, as through the preceding diſpleaſures, was formed with a proportion ſo accompliſh't; the ſweet and charming being raiſed by ſome things ſo great and high, that it was difficult to behold him without reſpect; the beauty of his body marvellouſly accorded with that of his face; and laſtly, all his parts made an admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable accompliſhment.</p>
               <p>Whilſt <hi>Megacles</hi> ran over all thoſe marvels with his eyes, the unknown began alſo to turn his towards the place where he ſtood, and opening his mouth ſo ſoon as he was able to ſpeak: Ah miſerable man <hi>(ſaid he with a feeble voyce)</hi> art thou then returned to this odious life; he ſtopped at theſe firſt words, and a little after eaſily recollecting all that had paſſed: O Coward, <hi>added he,</hi> thou hadſt not re-entred thy miſeries, if of thy hand thou hadſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded what the pitileſs waves have refuſed thee; hadſt thou conſidered that with the gods, men and fortune, even the Elements are become thy Enemies, thou hadſt not unprofitably
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ſought that aſſiſtance from the water which thou mighteſt have commanded from thy Sword. Finiſhing theſe words, he attentively beheld thoſe that were about him, and not doubting but that it was they who drew him out of the water, he teſtified by ſome ſighs, the little thanks he gave them for their officiouſneſs. <hi>Megacles,</hi> who carefully intereſſed himſelf in his ſafety, ſitting down by him, and preſſing one of his hands between his with much affection: I know not, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> what misfortunes have cauſed your Deſpair, and I imagine by all advantagious appearances, that you have courage enough to ſupport all the ordinary aſſaults of Fortune; but whatſoever the cauſe be, that hath given you ſo much a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſion to life, I cannot repent me of what I have done towards your preſervation, and I ſhall do what lies in my power, not only to oppoſe your Deſign of dying, but to find what may render life leſs odious to you.</p>
               <p>The unknown beholding <hi>Megacles</hi> with an acknowledging Aire (ſo well as the ſad condition he was in would permit) and gently preſſing the hand that held his: Your good intention <hi>(ſaid he)</hi> hath obtained pardon for the injury you have done me, and I alſo beg your pardon, if I can give you no greater thanks for the care you take of my ſafety. Theſe few words pronounced with an extraordinary grace, touched the heart of <hi>Megacles,</hi> and becoming more affectionate towards what he had undertaken: Is it poſſible, <hi>added he,</hi> that ſuch a man as you appear to be, can find in Death only a remedy of his misfortunes, and have you not reſolution enough to reſiſt Fortune, having ſo much as to precipitate your ſelf into a terrible Death. The horrors of life, when the cauſes are legitimate <hi>(ſadly replied the unknown)</hi> proceed not always from want of courage; and thoſe that can voluntarily expoſe themſelves to Death, <hi>as you ſay,</hi> may eaſier reſiſt leſſer evils than Death is in the opinion of moſt men: but I believe there are cauſes that can render Deſpair honourable; and though it be weakneſs and a ſhame to flie to Death for the loſs of ſome goods, or advantages of for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune; yet it is honourable to imbrace it rather than ſurvive ones glory, or the loſs of a be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loved perſon. We have familiar examples enough thereof in our age, and they are great perſons, ſuch as <hi>Antony, Cato,</hi> and <hi>Brutus,</hi> who have ſought this laſt remedy, either to avoid ſhame, or to yield to the anger of Heaven, and not to the aſſaults of Fortune, fitter for feeble ſouls and ordinary perſons.</p>
               <p>The Examples which you alledge, <hi>replied Megacles,</hi> have found but few that have appro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved them, and many that have condemned them; and though it be confeſt that <hi>Anthony</hi> could no longer live with glory after the loſs of the Empire, neither <hi>Cato</hi> nor <hi>Brutus</hi> after the ruine of their party; yet it muſt be granted, that fear of their Enemis, and their euil Fortune, made them forſake that which they durſt no longer defend, and run to Death as an evil much leſs, than the terror thereof imprinted into their affrighted ſpirits, wheras had they marched with their heads erected againſt their deſtiny, and had indured until the end, all Fortune, or the anger of Heaven had prepared for them, they had left a more Noble repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation to poſterity, and had been taken for conſtant and undaunted, for unalterable in good and evil Fortune.</p>
               <p>Well, <hi>replied the unknown witth a ſigh,</hi> if it be a weakneſs to ſeek Death, it muſt be pardo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned to our Nature, which hath no more ſtrength than Heaven hath given it; for my part I will neither juſtifie nor condemn them that have preceded me herein; it ſufficeth to believe, that life being to me an unſupportable evil to the indifferent ſtrengths of my ſpirits, I have no more reaſon to preſerve it, than a Captive to carry his Chains which he may break. Ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertheleſs, <hi>replied Megacles,</hi> in caſe your Deſpair proceed not from ſome loſs which the gods themſelves cannot repair, you ought a little to wait their leiſure, and there is little rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon to believe that the gods do conſent to your Death, or that they preſerve you not to a better Fortune; for were it ſo, they would have ſuffered you to periſh in that danger from whence you are miraculouſly eſcaped. Of ſo many kinds of death, that you might have choſen, they would have inſpired you with another, and rather to any of the Rocks that ſurround the ſhore would they have directed you, than to this you have choſen, becauſe perhaps beneath them, you would not have found the ſuccors we have given you. This is a viſible obſtacle that Heaven hath caſt in your way, teſtifying that it diſapproves it, and I certainly believe it intends ſome change in your Deſtiny ſince it hath hindred it. I exceeding<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly deſire through the intereſt I take in your life, and my advantagious opinion of you, that theſe conſiderations may arreſt your Deſpair; but if they are uncapable ſo to do, and if you think that the aſſiſtance I have given you, deſerveth any acknowledgment, and gives me right to demand any thing, I beſeech you earneſtly to receive our Services, and to attempt nothing againſt your life, whil'ſt you are with us; we will in time obtain more, if it may be done without importuning you; but in the mean time give me your word, if you think the Service I have done you, merits any ſatisfaction. The unknown remained for ſome time without reply to the obliging words of <hi>Megacles,</hi> but at length beholding him with an
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Actions which teſtified his acknowledgment, <hi>I ſhould be too ungrateful</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>for your good intentions for my ſafety, and the pains you take for a miſerable Unknown, the Butt of angry Heaven and Fortune, if I conſider not your deſire and intreaties; but I could wiſh you had asked ſomething elſe in recompence of your goodneſs, rather than the prolongation of this miſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable life; but ſince from ſuch an unhappy perſon as I am, you can receive no other mark of ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgment, nor any thing which it may be, would be more hard for me to grant; I promiſe you to enterprize nothing againſt that life which I owe you, ſo long as I am with you. I believe it will not be long, but be it ſo long as it will, I will exactly perform my promiſe.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After this aſſurance, which much rejoyced <hi>Megacles,</hi> the unknown nothing oppoſed the care they took of him, permitting them to take away his wet garment, and put him to Bed, that he might receive ſome refreſhment after the great quantity of ſalt water which he had ſwallowed down.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Megacles</hi> having ordered things towards the aſſiſtance of the unknown, went to paſs into the Princeſſes Chamber, whom he ſerved with much aſſiduity, and ſecure caution, In the diſpleaſure they received through his means, he indeavoured to render himſelf the leaſt odious he could poſſibly; and he the rather hoped it, for that he was not of the Number of thoſe who forced them from the ſhore the day before; for the King his Maſter knowing his little inclination to violent Actions, and that he had ordinarily a contradiction of ſpirit thereto, commanded that he ſhould ſtay and keep the Veſſel (which was no leſs important for his return) whilſt thoſe that he had appointed for the Rape of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> prepared themſelves to execute his Orders. <hi>Megacles</hi> failed not to let the Princeſſes underſtand his juſtification, and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> to whom his quality and manners were known, forgat not to give a favourable teſtimony thereof to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> believing that in the condition wherein both of them at preſent were; they might need this mens aſſiſtance, and that they ought not to neglect complying with him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who with a grandure of courage, elevated above the reſt of her Sex, had an allay of ſweetneſs, gratitude and equity, eaſily diſcerned that he diſobliged her only out of fear; and if ſhe did not greatly careſs <hi>Megacles,</hi> it was through her Souls total occupation upon its own misfortunes, rather than any particular reſentment. <hi>Megacles</hi> entred not their Chamber till he heard they were up, and that it was neceſſary to ſollicite them to ſome re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſt.</p>
               <p>The two Princeſſes ſate upon the Bed where they had paſſed the Night, and <hi>Megacles</hi> ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving bid them good morrow, with a profound reſpect, addreſſing himſelf to <hi>Artemiſa</hi> (to whom he had the moſt acceſs) he beſought her in the moſt preſſing manner he could poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible, that ſhe would not deſtroy her ſelf with hunger, whilſt ſhe was in his guard, but re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive the food he offered, not as from an Enemy, ſince ſhe knew he never had deſerved it; and that of all the miſeries the King had inflicted on her, there was not one proceeding from his Counſel. <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who ſaw the truth of what was ſaid, receive him with much Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vility, and as ſhe intereſſed her ſelf in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s health more than in her own, ſhe con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to oblige her thereto. So that both rifing from the Bed, refreſhed themſelves with a light repaſt; which done, though languiſhing and ſick as they were, they entred into ſome converſe with <hi>Megacles,</hi> who was a man of ſpirit and agreeable converſe, and knew of much the more though his extraordinary Travels, having viſited the Courts of many Kings both in <hi>Aſia</hi> and in <hi>Europe.</hi> It was by Diſcourſes of his Voyages that the Princeſs <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa</hi> deſired him to divert part of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> s ſadneſs, and <hi>Megacles</hi> being willing to ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfie them, related manythings worth attention, and capable of charming ſome part of their grieſs; but when he had deſcribed what he had ſeen moſt memorable in the Courts of <hi>Ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>padocia, Cilicia, Meſopotamia, Thracia,</hi> and many other Kingdoms; and having told them that he paſſed the <hi>Boſphorus,</hi> entring and making a conſiderable ſtay in <hi>Scythia, Cleopatra</hi> interrupting him hattily, That <hi>Alcamenes</hi> King of <hi>Scythia</hi> of whom you ſpeak <hi>(ſaid ſhe)</hi> and whoſe Actions have given him the ſurname of, Great, is now with <hi>Auguſtus</hi> (unleſs the Tempeſt by which we had almoſt ſuffered Shipwrack hath divided them) and is to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>company him to <hi>Alexandria.</hi> It is very ſtrange, <hi>replied</hi> Megacles, that ſo great a Prince as the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> who hath no dependance upon the Empire, and who knows no greater than himſelf in the world, except the Emperor of the <hi>Romans,</hi> and the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> ſhould put himſelf into the power of another Prince, it being a thing never done but with great formalities and precautions, The Reputation of <hi>Ceſar (replied Cleopatra)</hi> and the free ſpirit of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> hath made him infringe theſe conſiderations; and the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> in whom the glory of <hi>Auguſtus</hi> hath raiſed a great emulation, and paſſion to ſee him, having learnt that he muſt go into <hi>Macedonia,</hi> ſent Ambaſſadors to demand his Alli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance and Friendſhip, and to tell him, That if he would give him his word, he would paſs o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver the Cuſtome of the Kings his Predeceſſors who never paſſed their own bounds, unleſs to
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make War, and come into <hi>Macedonia,</hi> that he might ſee the greateſt man of the world, and the worthy Succeſſor of great <hi>Ceſar,</hi> who had filled the whole Earth with his glory. <hi>Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtus</hi> believing himſelf obliged by the Civility of that King, whoſe Anceſtors never feared the <hi>Roman</hi> Armies, and having heard marvels related of him (notwithſtanding the great diſtance between, and the little communication that the <hi>Romans</hi> have with the <hi>Scythians)</hi> he teſtified a great deſire of knowing him, and alſo believed that his Alliance could not but be profitable towards the eſtabliſhment of the Empire. Upon this account he honourably received the Ambaſſadors, and replied by <hi>Decimus Fabius,</hi> whom he ſent back with them, that he ſhould with joy receive the offers of his friendſhip, that he had a great deſire to ſee a Prince, whoſe fair Reputation had often reached his ear, and he not only gave him his word, which nothing was able to alter, but in caſe he deſired it: he would advance him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, and contract the way to ſee him. With this Anſwer, the Emperor ordered that <hi>Livia</hi> ſhould ſend a magnificent Preſent to the Queen his Wife, whoſe name and adventures are no leſs known, than that of the King her Husband. <hi>Alcamenes</hi> intirely confident in the Emperors word, having left the government of his Kingdoms to the Queen, who is no leſs capable thereof than the braveſt men, departed thence accompanied only by Five hundred Horſe, and came to find <hi>Ceſar</hi> in <hi>Pella,</hi> the capital City of <hi>Macedonia.</hi> The Emperor made him a moſt honourable Reception, and treated him with much more deference than he ever teſtified to any other King, and in my opinion his eſteem was very juſt; for beſide that the Mine of this Prince is as good as any I have ſeen, all things in him appear ſo great, that he hath much more of the Hero, and of the Demi-gods of Antiquity, than of ordinary men. Had you heard, <hi>replied</hi> Megacles the Relation of his admirable Adventures, you would have beheld him as a perſon much more extraordinary; for before he came to the Crown, there hapned to him in the courſe of his Loves, things ſo little common, that were not the memory thereof freſh, and the teſtimonies publick, they would be rather taken for Antique Fables, than real Truths. I believe that the diſtance and little Commerce between the <hi>Scy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thians,</hi> and other Nations, may have deprived you of part; yet I believe not ſo, but that you have heard mention thereof.</p>
               <p>It is true, <hi>replied the Princeſs,</hi> I have heard of many valiant and amorous Deeds which have rendred this Prince famous in many parts of the World; but what I have heard, hath been confuſedly related, and I know not whether my Siſter <hi>(ſaid ſhe looking upon</hi> Artemi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſa) hath had any clearer knowledge. I have heard many things, <hi>replied</hi> Artemiſa, but with as little order as you, and I doubt not, but if you have a deſire to know the particulari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties, <hi>Meglacles</hi> can give you a full information, knowing that he is too curious, and too in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>telligent, not to have learnt them whilſt he ſtayed in <hi>Scythia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>It is true <hi>(replied</hi> Megacles) that there are few perſons in the World who know thoſe paſſages better than my ſelf, having taken care to inform my ſelf even to the leaſt circum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtances; and if, <hi>Great Princeſſes,</hi> you will both promiſe me to receive the recital as ſome re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>freſhment to your griefs, or at leaſt, whilſt the Relation laſts to ſuſpend ſome part thereof, I will do my endeavour to relate things worthy your attention.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> being willing to be acquainted with thoſe Adventures which had made ſo great a noiſe in the World, promiſed <hi>Megacles</hi> what he demanded, and he being willing to comply with them ſo much as he could poſſible, having taken a Seat at their command, he thus began the expected Diſcourſe.</p>
               <div type="history">
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                  <head>THE HISTORY OF ALCAMENES <hi>and</hi> MENALIPPA.</head>
                  <head type="sub">BOOK. I.</head>
                  <p>THE adventures which I take upon me to relate, are not ſuch as arrive in the courſes of ordinary lives, and principally to great Princes, ſuch as <hi>Alcamenes;</hi> who, by his birth, and the rank he holds amongſt the moſt puiſſant Kings, ſeems that he ought not to be expoſed to particular Accidents, more propor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tionate to the fortunes of a private man, than to that of a Monarch; of whom likely the moſt remarkable actions ought to paſs, at the head of Armies, in a ſplendour con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formable to their Dignity.</p>
                  <p>The <hi>Scythian</hi> Monarch, as you know, is not only the moſt ancient of the world, but alſo the greateſt and moſt puiſſant: and, after the Roman Emperour, and the King of <hi>Parthia,</hi> there is no Soveraign that poſſeſſeth a greater Countrey than the <hi>Scythian</hi> King, nor who commands a more War-like people. Never could the greateſt Conquerour amongſt ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther the Greeks or the Romans, extend their limits upon the Frontiers of <hi>Scythia;</hi> neither did ever the moſt powerful, or the moſt happy, carry a War thither, but to their own con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſion. I will not give you a deſcription of this Kingdom, nor of the manners of the Inha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bitants, 'tis known to all the Earth, and few perſons are ignorant of the valour, policy, and ſimplicity of the ancient <hi>Scythians,</hi> or thoſe now living. I will only add, that what hath been reported of their former poverty, will appear otherwiſe at preſent; and although the <hi>Scythians</hi> affect leſs pomp, ceremonies and riches, than many other Nations, are ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertheleſs ſufficiently proud in their Armes, Equipages, beautiful Cities, and fair Hou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes; and inhabit not Tents and Chariots, but when they march in the body of an Army. I will ſay no more of a people, who have but a ſmall part in this Hiſtory; and as it alto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether for <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> I will not enlarge but upon the recital of his particular actions.</p>
                  <p>During the non-age of this Prince, the King <hi>Arontes</hi> his Father, (a great and redoubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed Warriour, who dyed lately, and during whoſe raign, the moſt remarkable of his Sons adventures happened) had a long and bloody War with <hi>Decebalus</hi> King of <hi>Dacia,</hi> and the fields of either King had often bluſht with the blood of their miſerable ſubjects.</p>
                  <p>The Kingdom of <hi>Dacia</hi> was formerly obſcure, and of an indifferent conſideration. But this at preſent very potent, and its Princes may keep file, with the greateſt Soveraigns of either <hi>Aſia</hi> or <hi>Europe.</hi> To the ancient Dominions of the <hi>Dacians,</hi> are added (either by conqueſt or alliance) the <hi>Getes</hi> and the <hi>Gelones;</hi> and it was, as I ſuppoſe, about the Tribute that the <hi>Scythian</hi> King demanded of theſe Nations, which bred the quarrel. But be the original what it will, the proceſs was cruel, and for ſome time doubtful, but at length the King of <hi>Dacia</hi> ſunk under the Arms of the <hi>Scythians,</hi> and was killed by the King <hi>Arontes</hi>'s own hand, in a battel fought on the Frontiers of his Countrey. <hi>Arontes,</hi> after this Victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, was in a capacity to have extended his Arms over the <hi>Dacian</hi> Territories; but he con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tented himſelf with the advantages he had, without ſeeking greater, conforming his Am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bition to the cuſtom of his Predeceſſors, who have alwayes believed they could not, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out a crime, invade their Neighbours Poſſeſſions; He therefore granted to the Widow of <hi>Decebalus,</hi> the truce ſhe demanded, keeping himſelf peaceably within his own limits, and governing his ſubjects with all juſtice and moderation.</p>
                  <p>
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But the Queen <hi>Amalthea</hi> (that was the name of <hi>Decebalus</hi>'s Widow) retaining an in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſolable grief for the death of her Husband, and breathing nothing but revenge, was not appeaſed by the moderation of her enemy, forgetting none of her reſentments, though the evil ſtate of affairs forced her to diſſemble them; and alſo her impuiſſance to continue a war, the ſucceſs whereof had been already ſo mournful.</p>
                  <p>The only teſtimony of her marriage, was a daughter, then about five or ſix years old, fair amongſt the marvellous beauties of the univerſe, and born with an extraordinary ſpirit and grandure of courage; The afflicted Queen ſought in this little Princeſs all her conſolation, and in her founded all the hope of her premeditated revenge, ſuppoſing this growing beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty when it ripened to perfection, would enſlave all the Neighbour Princes, and arm them in her quarrel. The Princeſs, whoſe high ſpirit made her eaſily conſent to the reſentments of her Mother, refuſed not to make thoſe advantages, which ſhe had received from Nature, the incendiaries of that revenge they both equally breathed.</p>
                  <p>In this Hope was the young <hi>Menalippa</hi> educated, with all that care could do to advance the deſign of making her a moſt accompliſhed perſon, neglecting nothing that might ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quire ſpiritual ornaments, to accompany thoſe of her beauty: Like a young Lioneſs, the Queen brought her up, inſpiring her alwaies with more of the Fierce than the Sweet, and during her infancy, ſhe never heard the name of <hi>Arontes</hi> pronounced, but with hatred and horrour; Her recreations were framed after a ſort, little common to her ſex, and ſeeing ſhe was of a vigorous ſtrong complexion, and an extraordinary ſtature, they made her practiſe the moſt violent exerciſes, to ride ſo ſoon as ſhe was able to ſit, and chaſe the ſavage Beaſts with bow and arrows; and if ſhe were not entirely an Amazon, at leaſt ſhe was ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of thoſe Martial women practices, who till <hi>Alexanders</hi> time inhabited <hi>Aſia</hi> with ſo much reputation.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Menalippa</hi> marvellouſly ſeconded the deſigns of the Queen her Mother, fair to the ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miration of all thoſe that ſaw her, her ſpirit tempered with all the Graces that excellent edu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cation can add to excellent Naturals; her body accuſtomed to violent exerciſes, with as much force as thoſe of the ſtrongeſt men; her heart, naturally high and proud, eaſily re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived thoſe fierce impreſſions from her Mothers inſpiration, and withal, as much hatred to the perſon, name, and houſe of her fathers murtherer, as ſhe could deſire; when the Queen ſaw her ſuch a one as ſhe wiſhed, ſhe concealed her intentions no longer, but practizing for ſuccour with her Allies and Neighbours, to make a puiſſant expedition, ſhe propoſed the fair <hi>Menalippa,</hi> who (beſides the Marvels of her perſon, was heir to a potent Monar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chy) the price of that vengeance ſhe continually breathed, not ſcrupling to promiſe her to that Prince, who with the greateſt power, and moſt fortunate ſucceſs, would aid her againſt her enemy.</p>
                  <p>Whilſt <hi>Menalippa</hi> was thus nurtured in <hi>Dacia,</hi> the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> to whom the Gods had given but one Son, older than <hi>Menalippa</hi> by two years; this young Prince employed all his ſtudy, to render himſelf conformable by education to thoſe hopes were conceived of him; and certainly it was not without reaſon that they expected Marvels from him, ſince Heaven ſeemed to have inſpired this young Prince with whatſoever might entitle him ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mirable. I ſhall add nothing, Madam, to what you have ſaid concerning his good Mine, which certainly might diſpute precedence with all thoſe I have ever ſeen of great or maje<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtick in the whole courſe of my Travels; his ſpirit is excellent, lively and active, his ſoul adorned with all the vertues; and form'd, with the moſt beautiful and grand inclinations; but you will know him better by my relation, than any deſcription I can make of him.</p>
                  <p>This young Prince ſo happily ſeconded the deſigns of the King his father, that at the age of fifteen years, he not only rendred himſelf more knowing in all ſorts of exerciſe than his teachers, but alſo appeared at theſe years the ſtrongeſt man of <hi>Scythia,</hi> in all exerciſes wherein addreſs and force of body could ſhew it, doing things which made all that ſaw him, judge, that at a more advanced age, he would ſurpaſs all thoſe whom antiquity had preſented for the moſt famous. But in a ſhort time he gave more authentique proofs; for ſcarce had he attained the ſeventeenth year, when the King his father was obliged to march againſt the <hi>Maſagetes</hi> (who were in Arms through the inſpiration of the Queen of <hi>Dacia</hi> and her Allies.) And being willing to teach his Son his trade, gave him the command of a part of his Army; he did, in this Imploy, things ſurpaſſing belief, defeated the ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my in three or four Combats, ſuch as might paſs for Battels, teſtifying a marvellous Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duct, and excellent intelligence, in an occupation which he had but begun to practiſe; he had alwaies the glory to have killed the Chiefs with his own hands, at the head of their Troops, and did things in his own perſon ſo aſtoniſhing, that the <hi>Scythians</hi> compared him to <hi>Achilles, Theſeus,</hi> and the fabulous Heroes of Antiquity; and, a little after, the King his father being retired, having left him the ſole command of the Army, he gain'd a me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>morable
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Victory, terminating that War by the moſt glorious ſucceſſes could be deſired.</p>
                  <p>Theſe marvellous beginnings fam'd the reputation of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> through all the neigh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bour Kingdoms; they talked every where of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> as of a prodigie of valour, and the noiſe overtaking all places, arrived in <hi>Dacia,</hi> poſſeſſing the irritated Queen with a mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal diſpleaſure, fearing this young Prince as a potent obſtacle to her deſigns, of one day poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſing his fathers Territories, and this rendred the name of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> both to the Mother, and to the Daughter, as odious as that of the King his father.</p>
                  <p>The <hi>Scythian</hi> Monarch, who had a great and generous ſoul, view'd with an incredible joy theſe tranſcendent actions of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and beholding in him nothing but grand and elevated above the reſt of man-kind, treated him as an extraordinary Son, a Son given by Heaven, for the glory and conſolation of his dayes; and as a Prince, who would bear the honour of <hi>Soythia</hi> to a higher degree than it ever yet arrived; and moreover, being acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with the Queen of <hi>Dacia</hi>'s practices, and the preparations ſhe made againſt him (who with thoſe ſuccours ſhe hoped to draw by her Daughters beauty, was not to be deſpiſed) he believed himſelf furniſhed (in the perſon of <hi>Alcamenes)</hi> with a valiant deſender, and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dained more than formerly, the evil deſigns of his adverſaries.</p>
                  <p>He had often ſpoken of it to the Prince, and perceived him burn with a generous reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment againſt thoſe enemies of his Family, and a vehement deſire to meaſure his Sword with whomſoever the perſwaſions of <hi>Amalthea,</hi> or the beauty of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> had armed againſt his father, deſiring rather to carry the War into the enemies Countrey, than expect it in their own. The King, who was as moderate as valiant, and who now loved peace as well as formerly he had done the Wars, reprov'd without condemning the noble heat of his Son, alledging that he ought (after the examples of his Predeceſſors) contain himſelf within the juſtice of his cauſe, and expect the enemies on-ſet before he endeavoured their ruine; and beſides he had compaſſion on a Queen, whoſe reſentments could not be condemned, though they were not entirely reaſonable, and who tranſacted more through the love ſhe bare her husband, than out of any hope ſhe could conceive to conquer <hi>Scythia. Alcamenes,</hi> in whom generous reſentments found all manner of approbation, troubled not himſelf to combate theſe reaſons, and eaſily excuſing the revenge of <hi>Amalthea</hi> and <hi>Menalippa,</hi> both through the reſpect he bore to their ſex, and by the report he heard of the beauty of the Daugther, and vertue of the Mother; ſo that turning his anger againſt thoſe Princes who had embraced their intereſt, he no more ſolicited the King his father to begin this War.</p>
                  <p>Beſides this conſideration, which prevailed upon the ſpirits of theſe two Princes; they underſtood that the irritated Queen, inſtead of being in a condition to fight them, was im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barked in another War againſt the Prince of the <hi>Sarmates,</hi> and the Prince of the <hi>Nomades,</hi> upon ſome diſpute they had with <hi>Amalthea,</hi> about the extent of their Frontiers.</p>
                  <p>The King <hi>Arontes</hi> might have taken this advantage againſt his Enemy, and others (poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly) would have done it, but he judged it unworthy his courage; and the Prince his Son, boyling as he was for occaſions to get glory, had not the leaſt thought to lay hold on this ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage.</p>
                  <p>But although the King of <hi>Scythia</hi> taſted the greateſt ſatisfaction in the company of a Son ſo brave and ſo lovely, he was forced to part with him through the neceſſities of his affairs, and ordered him a journey into ſome Provinces, where the Father's or Son's preſence were abſolutely neceſſary.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcamenes</hi> departed from <hi>Palena</hi> (where the King then made his abode) and tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported himſelf into thoſe places whither he was ſent; by his preſence he reduced all things into an entire tranquillity.</p>
                  <p>But having bravely acquitted himſelf of his Commiſſion, given by the King his Father, inſtead of returning where he was expected, he found himſelf preſt with an ardent deſire to travel, and viſit (unknown) ſome ſtranger Courts; few perſons 'tis poſſible have known his true deſigns, which came not to my knowledge; and I have thought with the reſt of the world, that curioſity only, and a youthful deſire, led him to that reſolution which many have condemned. But whatever was the cauſe, he writ a Letter to the King, wherein with many excuſes, he begg'd his pardon for this ſally of youth, profeſſing that he left him only to render himſelf more worthy to ſerve him, by the experience he hoped to reap by his Travels, promiſing not to abſent himſelf longer than a year, and during that, not ſo far from <hi>Scythia</hi> or <hi>Dacia,</hi> but eaſily to obſerve the motions of his enemies, in which caſe he would abandon all things, to render his King that ſervice, to which his duty obliged him; he accompanied theſe promiſes, with words full of humility and ſubmiſſion, to ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>face the reſentment which the King might conceive for his fault, and having given the Let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter unto the principal of his ſervants, with whom he returned all his retinue, retaining on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly two Squires to accompany and ſerve him in his Voyage: and on this manner, maugre
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the reſiſtance of all his attendants, he leaves them, and takes his way by the ſide of the <hi>Bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſthenes,</hi> to go towards <hi>Bizantium.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I'le not entertain you with the return of his People to the King, nor the Kings grief at this unhappy news: you may believe it was exceſſive, and <hi>Orontes</hi> had need of all his courage to reſiſt this diſpleaſure, yet he had a firm confidence in the Princeſs promiſe, and knew his courage too well to believe any thing could recall him, ſave the War that threat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned his Father: he only feared thoſe dangers to which he might be daily expoſed in an e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quipage, ſo little conformable to his dignity, and turning all his thoughts this way, he not only cauſed publick vows to be offered to the gods for his preſervation, but command<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſome perſons, in whom he had moſt confidence, to march after him, with expreſs or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der not to leave him, what commands ſoever he gave to the contrary, whilſt this Prince Adventurer (carried with a youthful deſire to ſee the world) viſited a part of <hi>Thrace,</hi> un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der the name of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> (which he would take to diſguiſe his own) and ſeeking occaſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons to ſignalize himſelf in ſome Wars, (wherewith this Kingdom was troubled) by divers actions of extraordinary valour, he rendred the name of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> famous through all <hi>Thrace,</hi> obliging the old King <hi>Adallas,</hi> Father of this which now reigns, to entreat him to come to his Court.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon</hi> went, and by his good Mine, added greater credit to the fame of his actions, receiving all manner of Carreſſes from this good King; he would not here make any long abode, though they offered him charges, as much (as they thought) above him, as they were indeed below him: the fear of being known in a Court, to which he was too near a Neighbour, hindred him from ſtaying longer there.</p>
                  <p>From <hi>Thrace,</hi> he would have gone to the <hi>Taurick Cherſoneſe,</hi> which obeyed <hi>Mero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>datus,</hi> a Prince of great valour and reputation; but this Prince was then abſent, and, as <hi>Alcimedon</hi> underſtood, he was in the Court of the Queen <hi>Amalthea,</hi> whither he had been drawn by the beauty of her Daughter, the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and by the hope which they gave, to yield her to that perſon, who moſt puiſſantly ſerved the Queens reſentment, againſt the King of <hi>Scythia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>He ſaw that in the abſence of <hi>Merodatus,</hi> they made great Levies in his Coutrey, to paſs into <hi>Dacia,</hi> (the firſt intention of their Prince, having been to employ them in the <hi>Scythian</hi> expedition) but 'tis ſuppoſed they ſerv'd in the War which the <hi>Dacians</hi> had with the <hi>Sarmates</hi> and <hi>Nomades.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The brave <hi>Alcimedon</hi> beheld with indignation theſe preparations againſt his Father, and told his Squires that followed him, that he hoped to render this enterpriſe as fatal to it's Authors, as it had been light in it's cauſe. But that which he learned in the <hi>Taurick,</hi> made him take a ſtrange reſolution, which was to paſs into <hi>Dacia,</hi> and make ſome abode there, by which he might learn many things, capable to give him great advantages in that War for which they prepared; beſide this conſideration, he felt himſelf drawn by an unknown force to this deſign, and out of curioſity to ſee, whether the beauty of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> which raiſed ſo many enemies againſt his Houſe, was parallel to the fame ſpread abroad of it.</p>
                  <p>On this account he made no difficulty to hazard this voyage, believing with reaſon he could with greater facility remain unknown in <hi>Dacia,</hi> than in any other Kingdom, in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect of the little communication the <hi>Dacians</hi> have with the <hi>Scythians,</hi> their ancient ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, and particularly in the Court where he had been educated.</p>
                  <p>He left the <hi>Taurick,</hi> and paſſed into <hi>Dacia,</hi> which he found all in Arms, eſpecially the Frontiers bordering upon <hi>Sarmatia,</hi> upon which already many bloody Battels had been fought, the events whereof were doubtful enough.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon</hi> hating to remain peaceful in a Country of War, viſited the Armies rather than the Court of <hi>Dacia,</hi> believing this employment more ſuitable to his courage; and al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſo that here he ſhould run the leaſt danger of being known, and chiefly to obſerve the ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies faſhion of War, before they brought it into his own Country; ſo that without fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther weighing, he put himſelf into the <hi>Dacian</hi> Army, commanded by the Prince <hi>Barza<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> Brother to the deceaſed King of <hi>Dacia,</hi> a great and experienced Captain. And for one of the firſt proofs of his generoſity, though he knew how much the Queen of <hi>Dacia</hi> was his enemy, knowing that on this occaſion, Juſtice was on her ſide, he choſe rather to ſerve on her ſide, than on that of her enemies; knowing alſo that neither the Prince of the <hi>Sarmates,</hi> nor <hi>Nomades</hi> were friends to his Family; and if the Queen would have given them the ſatisfaction they required, they offered to ſerve her againſt the King of <hi>Scythia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At laſt, whether by theſe reaſons, or others, <hi>Alcimedon</hi> put himſelf into the Army of <hi>Barzanes,</hi> without any charge, and to abridge thoſe things which I muſt but ſuccinctly relate, in reſpect of the multitude of others, of a far greater importance, which I muſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cypher
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more at large; being carried on all occaſions with his accuſtomed valour, he did things marvellous, that in a little time the valour of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was the diſcourſe of the <hi>Da<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cian</hi> Army; <hi>Barzanes,</hi> (to whom he was conſtrained to ſhew himſelf the firſt days) com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plemented him with a thouſand extraordinary Carreſſes, offered him the moſt important charge of the Army, writ of him to the Queen and Princeſs, with all the Elogies he was ca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pable of, to repreſent his valour and other admirable qualities; but he did much more, when <hi>Alcimedon</hi> (having been over-born by the entreaties which he made, to take the command of one part of the Cavalry) executed things ſo much above the hopes of the <hi>Da<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cians,</hi> that they regarded him as a divine perſon; he ſaved the life of <hi>Barzanes</hi> in divers encounters, and n a great Combat, which might have paſt for a Battel, being joyned in perſon againſt the Prince of the <hi>Nomades,</hi> (who had gain'd the repute of valiant;) he ſlew him with his own hand, at the head of his Troops.</p>
                  <p>Theſe actions, and many others of the like nature, made the name of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> ſo glorious in the Court and Camp of <hi>Dacia,</hi> that they talked of nothing elſe; and the Queen <hi>Amalthea</hi> writ to <hi>Barzanes,</hi> expreſſing a marvellous eſteem, and an ardent deſire to ſee and know him, as a man whom ſhe believed heaven had ſent to ſerve her in her deſign a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt <hi>Scythia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon</hi> underſtanding her intentions, both by her Letters, and the diſcourſes of <hi>Bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes,</hi> had divers debates amongſt his Eſquires concerning this adventure, which to relate, would draw this ſtory to a troubleſome length.</p>
                  <p>But if the Queen of <hi>Dacia</hi> teſtified a deſire to ſee him, the marvels which he daily heard (both by <hi>Barzanes,</hi> and the principal Officers of the Army) of the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa,</hi> gave him no leſs curioſity to apprehend whether the truth were conformable to the repute; he intended no ſtay in the Court, believing that in time he might run ſome hazard; but, he reſolved to paſs by, and ſee this perſon, of whom ſuch wonders were related. He communicated his deſign to <hi>Mandaris</hi> and <hi>Soſthenes,</hi> his two Squires, in whom he had a perfect confidence. And a few days after, the enemies being reduced by his valour to bad terms, demanded a years truce, which <hi>Barzanes</hi> granted; ſo that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> finding no more occaſions to employ his Sword, took leave of the General, promiſing him, that if it were poſſible, he would ſee him in the Court of <hi>Dacia,</hi> whither he intended to go to la<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lute the Queen, if his affairs permitted him. <hi>Barzanes</hi> did what he could to ſtay him, or at the leaſt to perſwade him to retire into the Court of <hi>Dacia;</hi> but although <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had a deſign to viſit the Court, yet he would give him no abſolute promiſe, fearing leſt <hi>Bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes</hi> ſhould make it known; and he contented to give him the Hope, knowing well that <hi>Barzanes</hi> (notwithſtanding the Truce) was obliged to make a ſtay of two or three dayes upon the Frontiers; when they parted, <hi>Alcimedon</hi> would viſit a part of <hi>Dacia,</hi> and parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cularly thoſe places which bordered upon <hi>Scythia,</hi> before he went to <hi>Tenaſia,</hi> where the Queen kept her Court, which is in the heart of the Kingdom; yet e're he went, he com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plemented all thoſe Officers, which <hi>Barzanes</hi> had given to ſerue under him in the Army, retaining only one Eſquire, named <hi>Leander,</hi> whom he knew paſſionately devoted to his ſervices, and whom he admitted, at his inſtant intreaties, having firſt abſolutely forbidden his <hi>Scythian-</hi>Squires, to let him know any thing of their Maſters birth or true condition; ſo that this affectionate <hi>Dacian</hi> linckt himſelf to his ſervice with much fidelity, without know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him by any other name, than that of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and without endeavouring to know more, ſeeing it was not his Maſters intention he ſhould.</p>
                  <p>The Prince after he had ſpent ſome moneths in viſiting this Kingdom, took the great Road, and after ſome days journeys, which paſſed without any memorable event; he ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proached the great City <hi>Tenaſia,</hi> where the Court was then very fair and flouriſhing: <hi>Barzanes</hi> (who was ſome days ſince arrived) had fill'd it with the reputation of <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don:</hi> the valiant <hi>Merodatus,</hi> and divers other Princes, whom the charms of <hi>Menalippa</hi> kept there, ſwe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>'d with emulation and envy, at the praiſes given to the unknown <hi>Alcimedon,</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This diſguiſed Prince (whoſe ſpirit began to be agitated with ſome unuſual diſquiets which by a ſecret inſtinct, ſeemed to foreſee the traverſes which fortune prepared for him) had already diſcovered a Hill on one ſide of the Walls of that proud City, and on the other a Forreſt, which covered a great part of the Plain, and finding himſelf weary, what with the heat of the ſeaſon, and the weight of his Arms which he uſually wore; he caſt his eyes up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the Forreſt, whoſe ſtately Trees form'd a beautiful and delicate ſhade, and being invited to take there an hour of repoſe, he quitted the way, and mingled himſelf amongſt the Trees.</p>
                  <p>When he had conſidered the beauty of the place, and the great number of paths which traverſed on every ſide, he ſought the moſt unfrequented, as propereſt to the deſign he had to ſleep; and by fortune, having heard the murmuring of a little Rivulet, which ſlid over the pibbles with an agreeable ſound, he walked to it, in purſuance of the Fountain
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which was not far off. It was a moſt delightful Spring, whoſe natural beauty, a little Art had very much augmented; the ſource was clear and lively, the graſs green and freſh round about, and, by a great tuft of Trees, embraced and defended from the Sun, and the ſight of paſſengers.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> beholding the beauty of the place, alighted, and giving his horſe to his Squires, (who out of reſpect diſtanced themſelves, and followed the courſe of the River) to take ſome reſt whilſt their Lord ſtayed in the Wood, who approaching the Fountain, and taking off his Caſque, quenched his thirſt, and lay down upon the Graſs; where, after ſome thoughts, of the nature of thoſe which had for ſome time diſquieted him, he inſenſibly gave place to ſleep.</p>
                  <p>Whilſt he ſlept, the other part of the Wood reſounded with Horns and Dogs, and the noiſe of Hunters; the fair, fierce <hi>Menalippa</hi> (to whom the exerciſes of <hi>Diana</hi> were more agreeable, than thoſe of the other Goddeſſes) was this day hunting in the Wood, with the greateſt part of thoſe perſons which compoſed the Court.</p>
                  <p>The Garments proper to this days exerciſe, added a new grace to her admirable beauty; her hair, which Nature had made moſt beautifully flaxen, was covered with a Texture of Gold and Silk, made after the faſhion of the Grecian Morion, ſhadowed with a tuſt of white Feathers; and the reſt, tyed in ſeveral places with Bandelets of the ſame, fell ſome upon her cheeks, and ſome upon her ſhoulders, in an agreeable confuſion; that part of her habit, which covered from the ſhoulders to the waſte, ſhined with Gold and precious ſtones; but the ſleeves were of a light flying ſtuffe, turn'd back, and faſtned to the ſhoul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ders with claſps of Pearl, and ſo likewiſe at the knee, giving the appearance to a Buskin of the ſame embroidery, locking the middle of her leg with a Fermoir of Rubies and Eme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ralds: a gilt-Quiver full of Arrows, hung behind upon her ſhoulders, in a Scarf of the richeſt and faireſt embroidery, and carrying in her left hand a Bow, in the poſture of the fabulous Nymphs of the Poets, her Horſe white as ſnow, proud and haughty by nature, but much more of the burden he carried; and the fair Princeſs managed him with ſo much grace and vigour, that ſcarce the furious <hi>Pentheſilea,</hi> or the ſtrongeſt of thoſe warlike Women, (who eſtabliſht their Monarchy upon the banks of <hi>Thermodoon)</hi> could have performed it with ſo much facility and addreſs.</p>
                  <p>This day ſhe had given the Chaſe with an unuſual eagerneſs, and being mounted on one of the ſwifteſt Horſes of <hi>Dacia,</hi> had, in the chaſe of a Deer; out-run the company very many paces, and found her ſelf alone, and out of the way, in the middle of the Forreſt. She no ſooner heard the ſound of the Horns or Dogs, e're ſhe perceived her errour, and ſeeking to return, and joyn with the company, ſhe found her ſelf cloſe by the Fountain, where the <hi>Scy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thian</hi> Prince lay rocked in an agreeable repoſe. When the noiſe of the ſtreams had diſcover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the Fountain, the Trees could not hide it from her, knowing well the place, it being her retreat when her exerciſe had fill'd her with thirſt; and being ſo now, ſhe drew near to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>freſh her ſelf a moment; and having alighted, and found a tree to faſten her Horſe to, ſhe ſaw <hi>Beliſa</hi> (the Maid whom ſhe beſt loved) coming towards her: <hi>Beliſa</hi> no ſooner ſaw the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, but alighting, received her Horſe. The Princeſs left her, and walked amongſt the Trees, till ſhe came where <hi>Alcimedon</hi> lay.</p>
                  <p>The firſt thing that preſented it ſelf to her view, ſome ſix or eight paces from the Prince, was his Caſque, which gilt in many places, and covered with Plumes of divers colours, pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented her with an agreeable object; but almoſt at the ſame time ſhe ſpyed its Maſter; who ſleeping ſounder than ordinary, waked not at the noiſe ſhe made in approaching him, by which means he gave her leiſure to conſider whatſoever her curioſity might make her deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous to ſee; ſomething of fear poſſeſt her at an encounter ſo little expected, and thoſe ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantages ſhe had above the moſt couragious of her ſex, did not deſend her from ſome ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſions, at the ſight of an armed man, ſo far from attendants; but having a ſpirit little inferiour to the hardieſt men, and being in a place where ſhe was abſolute Princeſs, and could at the ſound of a horn, draw many to her ſuccours, ſhe reſolved to ſatisfie that curioſity which the ſight of his Arms had given her.</p>
                  <p>They were fair and Proud, enriched with branches of Gold, wrought by an induſtrious hand; here and there divers ſtones of price, mingled their ſparkling beauties, which through the addreſs of the Workman, ſeem'd to be employed with ſome neceſſity</p>
                  <p>If their ſplendour ſtruck the eyes of the Princeſs, that of the ſleeping Prince toucht her af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter another manner. For, extended he lay upon the Graſs, and though a little turned on the left ſide, yet his face remained almoſt quite decovered: all the features thereof were form'd with an admirable proportion, and although his eyes were ſhut, 'twas yet with ſuch a grace, as nothing diminiſht his natural beauty; his Hair, which enclined rather to flaxen than black, play'd about his cheeks, by the aſſiſtance of a gentle air, advancing mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vellouſly
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the beauty of his complexion, which through the coldneſs of his Country is com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mon to all <hi>Scythians,</hi> but his had the advantage of extraordinary luſtre.</p>
                  <p>He was not more than twenty years of age, and having not as yet reſented any of thoſe diſpleaſures, which did afterwards ſomething alter his health and good Mine, he appeared to <hi>Menalippa</hi> with all the beauty he had received from heaven, and in it's highest ſplendour, or rather he appeared as a perſon admirable, and to which <hi>Menalippa</hi> had never ſeen any thing comparable, but in her Glaſs.</p>
                  <p>I know not whether it was an effect of the good Mine of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> or the deſtiny of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> but certain it is, the Princeſs beheld him with ſome emotion, and her high fierce heart, which amidſt ſo many Princes that adored her, never beheld any but with diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dain, loſt part of its pride, and abaſed it ſelf to a particular attention for this extraordinary object: ſhe ran over the beauty and proportion of his face, conſidering his perſon from head to foot, and the more ſhe regarded him, the more worthy ſhe judged him to be re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>garded; ſhe devoured him with her eyes, yet thought ſhe ſaw him not half.</p>
                  <p>At firſt, this attention for an object ſo charming, did much delight her, but a little af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, conceiving ſome deſpight, and retiring her eyes from a magnetick, which even force<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ably attracted them: Ah! what intereſt ſo great have I (ſaid the half-angry) ſo curiouſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly to observe this Unknown, and what conſideration can arreſt me, who till now with diſdain have beheld the reſt of man-kind? Is this he, to whom the Gods have deſtined the ruine of the King of <hi>Scythia?</hi> and, is this he, to whom I am deſigned, as the price of that ſo famous Revenge? At theſe words ſhe turned from <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and approached the Fountain to quench her thirſt; but when ſhe endeavoured to retire and take Horſe, it was impoſſible for her to follow this motion, or hinder her once more caſting her eyes upon the ſleeping Prince.</p>
                  <p>At this ſecond view, ſhe was more taken than at the firſt, and began to perceive the poiſonou's ſubtil inſinuation through her eyes into her heart; this forced bluſhes into her checks, as though ſhe had committed a fault in the preſence of ſuch who had power to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>demn it, and began to reprove her weakneſs with reſentments of a true choler.</p>
                  <p>Yet with all this, ſhe continually beheld <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and not to hold you longer with this deſcription, that great heart, which till then had beheld all men with repugnance and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dain, and who could never imagine her inclinations would bow to receive a husband, though from the Queen her Mothers choice, ſaw it ſelf in a few moments diſarmed of all its fierce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, and began truly to love an unknown perſon, ignorant whether ſhe ſhould be ever be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loved again.</p>
                  <p>Ah! <hi>Menalippa,</hi> ſaid ſhe within her ſelf, what is thy deſtiny, and by what ſtrange ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venture goeſt thou to revenge thoſe, in whom thy diſdain have cauſed juſt reſentments? O fatal! O impoiſoned ſight! She ſtopped at theſe words, and ſupporting her head with one of her fair hands, If it pleaſe the Gods (continued ſhe) that he for whom heaven and my fortune reſerves me, reſemble this Unknown, how much ſhall I be obliged to their boun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty? But alas (purſues ſhe with a ſigh) I feed upon vain imaginations, for I am a Maid, and incenſed.</p>
                  <p>Whil'ſt ſhe thus entertained her thoughts, the Prince, (whether by any noiſe ſhe made, or that his ſences were ſatisfied with ſleep) awaked; and no ſooner opened his eyes, but they were dazled with the ſight of <hi>Menalippa;</hi> and this Princeſs, who roſe ſo ſoon as ſhe ſaw him move, appeared with ſo much ſplendour and majeſty to his sight, that he became altogether confounded.</p>
                  <p>The beauty of <hi>Menalippa</hi> is ſuch, that few in the univerſe can equalit, and amongſt all thoſe whom I have ſeen in the world, yours only, Madam, (continued <hi>Megacles,</hi> addreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing himſelf to <hi>Cleopatra)</hi> can pretend to any advantage over it; 'tis a majeſtick and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lightning beauty, a beauty which ſtrikes at the firſt ſight, without the little affiances of art or converſe: Her Complexion ſur paſſeth the whiteneſs of the <hi>Scythian</hi> Snows; the linea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of her face form'd after the moſt regular proportion, her blew eyes may paſs for the faireſt in the World, their motions are ſo ſweet and imperious together, that they never in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpire love without fear, nor make themſelves fear'd but lov'd alſo; the beauty of her neck and hands, yeilded nothing to the reſt; and for the make of her Body it would be the faireſt of the world, were it not a little-thing extraordinary for her ſex, and approaching to the pitch of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> who is one of the propereſt men of <hi>Scythia. Menalippa</hi> (ſuch as I have in a few words deſcribed her) though a thouſand times more fair, could not ſo un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>expectedly appear to the aſtoniſht <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> without poſſeſſing him with emotions pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portionate to the marvels of this encounter, and at that prodigious brightneſs which poſſeſs him at the ſame inſtant with aſtoniſhment, veneration, and fear, inſpiring him with no o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther thoughts, than thoſe which tended to adoration.</p>
                  <p>
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After he had with a trembling, and ill-aſſured action, run over this Marvel with his eys, the faſhion of her habit, and the divine beauty of her perſon, made him take her for <hi>Di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ana;</hi> and without ballancing this opinion, he caſt himſelf at her feet: Great Goddeſs, ſaid he, pardon to a ſtranger the errour he may have committed againſt your Divinity; had I known this ſacred place, I would not have prophan'd it by my preſeuce, not have incurred the puniſhment of Acteon, by a fault parallel with his.</p>
                  <p>This action, and theſe words of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> though pronounced in an humble poſture, were yet ſo full of Grace and Majeſty, that they gave freſh ſpirit to that fatal draught which the Princeſs had rereived into her boſome; and knowing the ſtranger's error (though ſhe beheld the cauſe thereof with joy) yet would not leave him in it; but raiſing him with a ſweetneſs never uſed to any; Brave ſtranger, ſaid ſhe, (I am no Goddeſs, or, if I were, I could not be diſpleaſed to meet you: for the encounter of ſuch perſons are neither diſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>greeable n or unfortunate; and I am glad that my preſence is neither troubleſome nor un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſant to you;) With theſe words ſhe raiſed him almoſt by force, and the Prince behold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her with more aſſurance than before, obſerved thoſe charms in her perſon, againſt which his young liberty, though maintained fierce and invincible againſt all other beauties, made not a moment of reſiſtance: I know not whether deſtiny, or their own merits, pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced this prompt effect; but it is certain, that never mutual affection was more ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>denly form'd, or rather, never fire catcht with more facility the moſt combuſtible mat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters.</p>
                  <p>But <hi>Alcamenes</hi> and <hi>Menalippa,</hi> being born one for the other, that which in ſome per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, years would not have done, became perfect in the ſouls of theſe two Heroes, in an inſtant.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> loſt, and burning, beheld this Miſtreſs of his heart with an unaſſured regard, and the countenance of a person attainted of ſome crime: (Gods<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> cryed he, where could be born, or from whence come a perſon, ſuch a one as appears to my dazled eys! What Land can contain her, or what men are worthy to adore her!) <hi>Menalippa</hi> was raviſhed with joy at theſe words, and the paſſionate action of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> knowing that her beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty had produced his aſtoniſhment, and part of that effect which ſhe deſired; in a moment ſhe read in the eyes of this Prince, the motions of his paſſion, and ſcarce able to diſſemble her ſatisfaction: I am not (ſaid ſhe, with a modeſt action) ſuch a one as you would per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwade me to be; and were you no ſtranger, as you words, and divers marks expreſſe you to be, you had poſſibly known the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At the name of <hi>Menalippa, Alcamenes'</hi> was troubled, though by very great appearances, he ſupected the truth before, yet could he not apprehend it without trouble, conſidering that in the perſon, who had forced his heart the firſt moment he ſaw her, he ſhould find <hi>Menalippa,</hi> his mortal enemy, deſtined to the deſtruction of his Houſe, and murther of his Father.</p>
                  <p>This knowledge wounded him ſenſibly, yet made him not diſpute the victory with this triumphant beauty, and he ſecretly vowed, after a reflection of ſome moments, that had <hi>Menalippa</hi> been much more the cruel enemy of his father, and himſelf alſo, he could not but yield, nor live, but ſlave to <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The fair princeſs, who obſerved his emotion, though ignorant of the cauſe, was wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling to draw him out of it: (I know not, ſaid ſhe, whether the knowledg of my name hath given you any diſpleaſure, but I ſhould be very glad to learn yours; and I ſee things extraordinary enough in your perſon, to become inquiſitive after your condition.) The Prince having time to recollect himſelf, gathering an aſſurance, and lifting up his eyes which till then were fixt upon the earth, (Great Princeſs, ſaid he, the knowledge of your name hath not ſurprized me, neither do I find any thing in your perſon leſs great than your fortunes; and I am not amazed to ſee you hold a rank upon earth, nothing below that which I gave you in my firſt opinion, of which, I can ſcarce as yet diveſt my fancy; I ſhould rather take you for the Soveraign of the Univerſe, than the Princeſs of <hi>Dacia;</hi> and you ought not to expect leſs homage from all men, than from thoſe who are born your ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jects; and amongſt the moſt humble adorers of thoſe marks of Divinity, which appear vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly in you, you may number (continued he kneeling, and kiſſing the border of her Gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment) him whom his good fortune hath conducted to your feet, and who will eſteem him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf exceeding glorious if that little ſervice, by which he hath endeavoured to render you, the name of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> hath arrived at your ears.</p>
                  <p>At the name of <hi>Alcimedon, Menalippa</hi> recoyled ſome paces, for it was a name ſo known in the Court, and over the whole Kingdom of <hi>Dacia,</hi> by the brave actions of its bearer, for the ſervice of that Crown, that ſhe could not hear it pronounc'd without ſurprize, and very much joy, to underſtand that the perſon, whoſe beauty had conquered her in a few
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moments, was more worthy of that fortune by the charms of his valour: O how agreeably did this famous Name touch her ears, how did ſhe pleaſe her ſelf with the deſtiny of her, till<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>then unconquered-heart, who receiving the yoak by a caprice of fortune, rather than a judicious choice, found that the beauty which captivated her, was even it ſelf a captive to the valour, and other vertues of its bearer, ſhe ſecretly thanked the Gods, and again rai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing the proſtrate <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> you could have told me, ſaid ſhe, nothing more pleaſant than this, and as you take me for ſomething above my ſelf, ſo I ſhall find no great difficulty to believe you to be that valiant <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> to whom this Crown hath ſo many obligations, and whoſe Reputations is ſo beautiful amongſt us, by ſo many glorious actions which you have performed for our intereſt; that Princeſs which ſpeaks to you, is the moſt obliged to acknowledge them; which doubtleſs ſhe will, if, to the great engagements we have to you, you add this, of accompanying us to the Court.</p>
                  <p>The Princeſs ſpake thus, to a Prince already perſwaded by his own paſſion, to yield; when ſhe ſaw her ſelf accoſted not only by <hi>Beliſa,</hi> but alſo by a great part of her Train, and a little after by all thoſe that compoſed the Chaſe; the Prince <hi>Barzanes</hi> was there, who no ſooner ſaw <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> but he knew him, and (having demanded leave of the Princeſs, by a geſture full of reſpect) ran to him with open arms, careſſing him with as much tender<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, as if he had been his own Son, rendring him the honour could be given to a Prince of the moſt elevated dignity.</p>
                  <p>The name of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> ran preſently from mouth to mouth through this noble compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny, and if thoſe that knew him in the Army, preſt to imbrace this valiant man, who by his vertues had gain'd a powerful aſcendent on their hearts, thoſe that knew him only by his re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>putation, ſtrove no leſs ardently to ſee him; and beholding with aſtoniſhme it, that the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ports made of his good Mine, were exceedingly below the truth.</p>
                  <p>They regarded him with a marvellous attention, and loaded him with praiſes, which his modeſty could not endure; <hi>Barzanes</hi> as the moſt affectionate, and him that knew him beſt, was the moſt diligent about him, teſtifying a high joy at this arrival, and acquainting the Princeſs with many things to his advantage.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Merodates,</hi> Prince of the <hi>Taurick</hi> was there, and from this firſt moment, conceived an envy and jealouſy againſt him, yet could not refuſe to his fair reputation, nor thoſe excel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent appearances he found in him, thoſe things which he thought due, and teſtified the e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſteem he had of vertue in the perſon of him that poſſeſt it.</p>
                  <p>At laſt, <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> in obedience to <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s will, to <hi>Barzanes</hi> prayers, but moſt of all through the perſwaſions of a powerful inclination, which attracted him to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived his Horſe from his Squires, and followed the Princeſs, who entertained him during the way to <hi>Tenaſia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>His paſſion was ſcarce born, but it became great and violent, and the Princeſs, as ſhe hath ſince proteſted, already loved him paſſionately. Theſe two great ſouls knew each o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther at the firſt approach, and the ſympathy was greater between them, than the hatred of their Families, or other obſtacles which ſeemed to oppoſe the birth and courſe of this affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction.</p>
                  <p>The ſame day <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was preſented to the Queen by the Princeſs, and the Prince <hi>Barzanes</hi> and <hi>Amalthea</hi> (who ardently deſired to ſee him, partly out of the love ſhe bare to his vertue, as alſo the uſe ſhe intended to make of him, in the War with the King of <hi>Scy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thia;</hi> received him with all the marks of eſteem and good-will, which ſhe could give to that perſon of the world, whom ſhe moſt dearly loved, and forgot none of thoſe careſſes and favours, which might engage him to her ſervice.</p>
                  <p>Moreover, he was firmly eſtabliſht in the Court: for having in a little time made his vertues ſhine, (beſide the general eſteem) he gained in ſuch ſort the affections of the Queen, that never favourite rendred himſelf more powerful over the ſpirit of any Soveraign, than he did over that of <hi>Amalthea.</hi> And as he gained the favour of all the world, ſo none envied his fortune, except the ſtranger Princes, who pretended to the poſſeſſion of <hi>Menalippa;</hi> and ſeeing him ſo favoured by the Mother and the Daughter, began to doubt whether the grandure of their birth, and the poſſeſſion of their Crowns, would render them more conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derable than the vertue of <hi>Alcimedon.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Euardes,</hi> Son of the King of <hi>Bithinia,</hi> and <hi>Phraterphernes,</hi> Son to the King of <hi>Pont,</hi> both drawa from their Countries, by the beauty of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> ſighed equally for her in the Court of <hi>Dacia, Merodates,</hi> the moſt valiant of the three, and withal, the moſt proud, thought not the moſt powerful, felt the ſame fires, and entertained the ſame pretenſions: <hi>Oroſmanes,</hi> Prince of the <hi>Baſternes,</hi> neighbour to <hi>Dacia,</hi> breathed the ſame paſſion; yet none of them had been able to touch the ſtately heart of <hi>Menalippa:</hi> and though the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces were all conſiderable for their valour and greatneſs, yet this fierce haughty Princeſs had
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never favoured them with one regard, which might afford the leaſt hope; the Reputation of her Beauty, and the Declaration which the Queen her Mother had made, to yield her to him that reveng'd her on the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> had called thoſe Princes into her Territo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries: and, whilſt at the feet of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> they indeavoured to make ſome progreſs in her affection, Levies were made in all parts of their Kingdoms for the <hi>Scythian</hi> expedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion.</p>
                  <p>Thoſe of <hi>Merodates</hi> and <hi>Oroſmanes,</hi> were bordering, but thoſe of <hi>Phrataphernes</hi> and <hi>Euardes,</hi> were to be drawn out of <hi>Aſia,</hi> and required a larger time e're they could come, none forgetting whatſoever might advance his particular fortune, yet they had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally done nothing; and <hi>Merodates</hi> only by the repute of his valour, could boaſt of ſome place in the eſteem, though none in the affection of <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcamenes</hi> beheld with diſpleaſure ſo many Princes Arm'd againſt his Father, and un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to diſſemble his reſentments, was (notwithſtanding the obligations he had to be plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſant) perpetually fierce, and contracted no friendſhip with them.</p>
                  <p>'Tis true, that their love and pretenſions to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> rendred them more odious, than their deſign to carry a War into his Country: and, as Rivals, hated them more than as Invaders; he beheld them with Averſion, and would have done with Diſdain, had not prudence been an Enemy to his paſſion: for knowing himſelf more rich in all ſort of vertues, and more great in the extent of Monarchy, than them all; he might reaſonably have hoped for a better ſucceſs than them all, had not the hatred of the Mother and the Daughter, powerfully oppoſed themſelves to his hopes, and been an obſtacle greater than all the traverſes of his Rivals.</p>
                  <p>Whilſt this amorous Prince conſum'd, without diſcovering himſelf, and by his regards only, gave <hi>Menalippa</hi> cauſe to judge that his heart was wounded; by thoſe only he decla<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red his torments to his fair Princeſs, nor was this Language altogether unſufficient to make her apprehend part of the truth.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Menalippa,</hi> over-born by her deſtiny, ſubmitted to that yoak, which hither to ſhe had deſpiſed, and ſuffered nothing leſs than he; yet not daring to permit her eyes to enter into ſo free a converſation, as <hi>Alcamenes</hi> did his, ſhe lived in a greater conſtraint; yet could not alwaies ſo command them, but by ſome favourable glances ſhe flattered his hopes, and as he obſerved them with a particular intereſt, in a ſhort time he perceived a great part of his happineſs.</p>
                  <p>This mute language prepared, and all other circumſtances ſeconded ſo well, that theſe two illuſtrious perſons no longer doubted a mutual affection; and the haughty <hi>Menalip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa,</hi> who from ſo many Princes of birth equal to hers, could never indure the leaſt ſyllable of Love, became now even afflicted, that an unknown man, and apparantly of Rank infe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riour to hers, kept a forced ſilence, and ſpake not openly of his paſſion. For in ſome moments ſhe would continue in theſe thoughts, but preſently began to fear what ſhe ſeem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to deſire, and ſounded the bottom of her courage, to find in what manner ſhe ought to receive ſo hard a declaration from this unknown perſon.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> though naturally hardy, and knowing himſelf ſufficient, to believe that the greateſt Princeſs upon Earth ought not to be offended with the declaration of his love, was yet diſquieted with cruel conſiderations, and could not reſolve to declare himſelf as an unknown, or as <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> without expoſing his hope to an entire ruine. To diſcover <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> he could by no means yield, ſuppoſing the little affection they began to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertain for <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> was not comparable to the hatred they bare to his Houſe, and him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf alſo; and, To declare his paſſion to the Princeſs: in the diſguiſe of an unknown perſon, could boad no other than a bad ſucceſs; nor did he think ſuch a Princeſs as <hi>Menalippa</hi> heir to a flouriſhing Kingdom, and who might chuſe out the greateſt Princes of <hi>EUROPE</hi> and <hi>ASIA,</hi> would behold but with diſdain, the paſſion of a man, whoſe birth and qua<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity were unknown, though prepoſſeſt with much eſteem and good-will towards his perſon.</p>
                  <p>He made on this ſubject many diſcourſes too long to relate, and in this poſture many Months paſſed, e're he could obtain from his courage the ſuccours he demanded.</p>
                  <p>But at laſt (as he is capable of the moſt hazardous enterprizes, and as he ſaw himſelf more animated by the favourable treatments of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> who ſufficiently favoured his deſign, and gave him often opportunities to entertain her with liberty) he reſolved (not<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>withſtanding his ſo many reaſons to the contrary) to eaſe his torment by diſcovering them, or to ruine his hopes.</p>
                  <p>One day, the Princeſs call'd him to her to walk in the Palace-Garden, and having diſcharged her Squires, to grace <hi>Alcimedon</hi> with the employment, ſhe made ſeveral turns, and at laſt led him into a little Cabinet; but her Maids entred
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not, by reaſon it was but little, but walkt in the Alley, and left <hi>Alcimedon</hi> alone with the Princeſs.</p>
                  <p>He had already reſolved, by the Eſſayes he had made upon his Courage, and the hope thoſe favourable appearances had given him, to lay hold on the firſt occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion to diſcover his paſſion: So that he ſought a way, though trembling, to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter with a good grace upon this diſcourſe: Whilſt he was meditating; the Princeſs (through an open place of the Cabinet) ſhewed him a Spring, encompaſſed with ſome Trees, from whence a Rivulet took its riſe, branching forth in many Chan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nels through the Garden: It was (ſaid the) near ſuch a place as this, that I firſt ſaw <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> and you may add, Madam, replyed <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> ('twas in that place, that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> left his liberty at the feet of the divine <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and charged himſelf with thoſe glorious Chains, which he will carry to his Tomb.) He ſtopt at theſe firſt words, and the Princeſs, though ſhe were not angry, yet bluſhed, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>came much diſordered, and keeping her eyes fixt on the ground, as unable to lift them to <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s face, ſhe remained ſilent. The Prince, who ſtedfaſtly beheld her Counten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance, and finding nothing there of cruel, but much more baſhfulneſs than choler, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>came more hardy than before; and putting one knee to the ground, ſome paces from the Princeſs, Divine Princeſs, ſaid he, if I have offended you, ordain with what manner of death you will puniſh my boldneſs, only grant me the favour as to believe, that if our adorations offend not the Gods, you can receive no injury from thoſe my heart intertains for you. This heart was yours from the firſt moment I ſaw you, and ſhall be yours till the laſt moment of my life; you may diſap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prove it; you may condemne it, but you cannot by death draw it out of this glori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cus ſervitude.</p>
                  <p>Here he ſtopped, and after <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s example, faſtned his eyes on the ground, and if the Princeſs had regarded his action, ſhe might have ſeen that fear took poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſſion of his heart in this encounter, which it had never been able to do in the greateſt dangers.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Menalippa</hi> was joyful that he loved her, and ſhe loved him dearly, yet knew not how to expreſs her ſelf, or treat him; She was not ignorant of the Rules of good manners, and ſhe had a natural diſpoſition to puniſh with rigour, faults of the like nature with this of <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> yet had ſhe no diſſembling ſpirit, nor could receive with appearances of diſlike, thoſe things which ſhe deſired with all her heart. This irreſolution made her keep a long ſilence, at length, a little raiſing her eyes upon <hi>Acimedon,</hi> whoſe humble poſture helpt to gain her; (Stran<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger, ſaid ſhe, if I behold thy boldneſs with rigour, I ſhould judge it worthy of puniſhment, but if I follow my inclinations, I ſhall do thee no harm; thy temerity alone is all I can diſlike in thee, but nothing of the reſt is odious to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and if thou wilt have her tell thee any more, firſt let her know who is this audaci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous man, that without giving us any other knowledge than that of his Sword, dares lift his eyes to the Princeſs of <hi>Dacia;</hi> on the accompt thou giveſt her, may depend a great part of thy deſtiny: And I tell thee further, thou wilt not diſoblige <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nalippa,</hi> in letting her know thee to be ſuch a one, whoſe affection ſhe may entertain without offence.)</p>
                  <p>Theſe words heightned the courage of the Prince of <hi>Scythia:</hi> Divine <hi>Menalippa,</hi> ſaid he (with more aſſurance than before) death ſhall be leſs cruel to me than any occaſions of diſobeying you; but I am conſtrained by a neceſſity (which when you know, you will certainly pardon) for ſome Months to conceal both the Birth and Fortune of <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> and the gods are my Witneſſes, that it is only my reſpect to you, that cauſeth this difficul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, in a ſhort time you ſhall receive a knowledg of me, confirm'd by the teſtimony of all <hi>EUROPE,</hi> and therefore (great Princeſs) permit me to ſay, that though in all ſorts of great qualities, I am infinitely your Inferior, yet in Nobility of blood, in Dignity and Do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minions, my Houſe gives place neither to yours, nor any in <hi>EUROPE;</hi> and if you are ſatisfied with the perſon of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> that which ought to accompany him, to render him worthy of you, will be here ſound more advantagiouſly than in all the other Princes who have taken upon them the honour of ſerving you: In the Name of the gods, and by your bounty pardon me, if I can diſcover no more. When the term of this cruel conſtraint ſhall be expired, I will declare my ſelf wholly to you, without expecting a ſecond com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, during which time, I ſhall deſire no further favour than thoſe I have received from you, nor pretend to any thing from your bounty, which may in the leaſt ingage you, before theſe truths are ſufficiently known, and until the Queen your Mother, with all the Court of <hi>Dacia,</hi> do confeſs that <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> is a Prince great enough to pretend openly to the glory of ſerving you.</p>
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                     <hi>Alcimedon</hi> finiſhed not this Diſcourſe, but with much difficulty; finding a ſtrong averſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on to diſobey the command of <hi>Menalippa:</hi> But this fair Princeſs was ſo intricated on all ſides, as if the were troubled in being unable to learn of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> that which ſhe deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red; yet what he related concerning his Birth and Fortune, did highly ſatisfie her; and as ſhe had too much confidence in his vertue, to ſuſpect him of a lye, and of a lye which could but be unprofitable by his own conditions, her contentment became ſo great, that ſhe could hardly diſſemble it. And beholding <hi>Alcimedon</hi> with an affectionate ſweetneſs: (As I am more reaſonable than many others, ſaid ſhe, and that viſibly I act with more ſincerity than artifice, I will excuſe for your Reaſons the denial you make me; but I beſeech you not to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>buſe that good opinion, which will have me believe that all you ſay is true.)</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> falling on his knees, and with Tranſports imbracing her feet (My viſible De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ity, ſaid he, if this heart were capable of diſguiſing it ſelf from you, it were not that heart<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>burning for you with a paſſion the moſt holy a Soul can be inflamed with; and I deſire you to baniſh me your preſence, as that man of all the World the moſt unworthy to adore you, if (before I pretend to any other favour than this, of imbracing your ſacred knees) I preſent not, in the perſon of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> one of the greateſt Princes of the Uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſe.</p>
                  <p>He uttered theſe words with an Action ſo paſſionate, and <hi>Menalippa</hi> read ſo much love in his eyes, that (unable to maſter the motions of her affection) after ſhe had offered her hand with an Action full of ſweetneſs and Majeſty (Friend, ſaid ſhe, if this be true, <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nalippa</hi> ſhall never be anie's but thine; but if to my unhappineſs it prove falſe, ſhe ſhall ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver be to any one at all.</p>
                  <p>Finiſhing theſe words, ſhe carried one hand to her face to cover a bluſh, and with the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther locking upon that of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and raiſing him <hi>(Alcimedon,</hi> added ſhe, you have gained my heart with too much facility, but believe that it is my deſtiny and inclination which hath given it you, rather than your Services; and ſo carry it, that I may never have cauſe to complain of the one or the other; to day I will entertain you, but no longer:) Finiſhing theſe words, ſhe went out of the Cabinet; but it was in a condition, and with a countenance ſo changed, that had it been obſerved by the Company, they might have fea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red ſome dyſaſter had befallen her.</p>
                  <p>But <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was ſo tranſported with joy, that it was hard for thoſe who ſaw him that day, not to diſcern in his face the ſatisfaction of his heart, and no ſooner had he quitted the Princeſs by her command, and recollected himſelf concerning his good Fortune, but he found his felicity too great to be contained, and ſcarce in the impetuous motions of his youth could he retain public demonſtrations of that happineſs which ſo many reaſons com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded him to conceal: he made a thouſand paſſionate Diſcourſes, and, as he loved with as much violence as ever any did, ſo all that his love produced was violent like it ſelf; but if his joy was immoderate at the firſt view of his happineſs, it became more compleat when he perceived that he was not only dearly loved by <hi>Menalippa,</hi> but that he had need of a ſpirit firm and ſolid, to require a Princeſs born with a true generoſity, and uncapable of any ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifice.</p>
                  <p>At laſt through the ſympathy of their humors, and the force of their deſtinies, their af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection became ſo ſtrong, as to juſtifie the opinion of thoſe who believe (that the love proceeding from inclination, is more powerful than that of acknowledgement and obliga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion) you will ſee by the ſequel of this Diſcourſe, that this is true, and may thence con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clude that there was never a more ſtrong love contracted, than between theſe two illuſtrious perſons.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Menalippa</hi> in<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>irely opened her heart to <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and this happy Prince read there his happineſs with extaſies; his love increaſed daily by the freſh graces he received from the Princeſs; and although they extended no further, than the honour of kiſſing her hand, yet he found ſo many charms in the Action, and thoſe words by which ſhe daily eſtabliſhed his happineſs, that he ſcarce believed there could be a compleater Bliſs; yet he was ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times perplexit, to think what the knowledge of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> would produce againſt the Fortune of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and <hi>Menalippa</hi> juſtified his fears a few dayes, after when in a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſe they had together (having hearkned with her ordinary bounty to the proteſtations made of his fidelity; <hi>(Alcimedon)</hi> (ſaid ſhe) (whatever promiſe I have made to fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour your Deſigns, in caſe you prove faithful and true, yet that which you call your happi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, is not intirely in my hands, and although I hope the Queen my Mother will yield much to my choice, yet it is certain that in the diſpoſition of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> ſhe will follow her firſt reſolutions, to give me only to him that ſhall moſt powerfully advance the King of <hi>Scythia</hi>'s Ruine; and were I not confident of your Valor, from which I hope in this occaſion much more, than from all the other pretenders, whatſoever affection I have entertained for you, I
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ſhould not think my ſelf obliged to my promiſe, but as I know that in this War we are to expect nothing but Wonders from you, you need not doubt a favourable ſucceſs, and I am more troubled at the danger you muſt expoſe your ſelf to for the love of me, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt thoſe redoubtable Enemies, than comforted by the advantages you may carry away.)</p>
                  <p>This Diſcourſe troubled <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> though he long ſince expected it, and being prepa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, he quickly recollected himſelf, and did all he could that the Princeſs might not obſerve the diſorder in his face. Madam, ſaid he, I am not ignorant of the conditions that engage thoſe who aſpire to the glory of ſerving you; and you ought not to doubt, ſince my heart is yours without reſerve, but that I will alſo eſpouſe your reſentments; and I will not only ſerve you in your Deſign againſt <hi>Scythia</hi> with ardor and fidelity; but I dare promiſe you above all thoſe who ingage in this War for your Service, that I will ſerve you with ſucceſs, and will put the Crown of <hi>Scythia</hi> upon your Head: This promiſe may ſeem extravagant in the condition you ſee me, but when I ſhall be better known, I hope you will expect the performance with ſome confidence; there is a great deal of preſumption in my Diſcourſe, yet to drive it to the higheſt point, I promiſe my Princeſs never to demand the poſſeſſion of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> till I have Crowned her Queen of <hi>Scythia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Whil'ſt <hi>Alcamenes</hi> ſpake, <hi>Menalippa</hi> beheld him attentively, and being unable to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe a man of vain boldneſs and preſumption, whom ſhe knew of a true and ſolid vertue, was ignorant what judgment to make on this hardy Propoſition, and the conditions where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with he bounded his own good Fortune; his great confidence in promiſing things ſo great, perſwaded her of the grandure of his condition, and calling to her thoughts all the power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful Princes of the Earth to find <hi>Alcimedon</hi> amongſt them <hi>(Alcamenes</hi> only being except<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in the Number) not imagining that Prince would unneceſſarily expoſe himſelf to too manifeſt danger, or that he againſt whom the Queen her Mother arm'd the whole Earth, ſhould come and ſubmit himſelf to the power of his implacable Enemies.</p>
                  <p>Having kept ſilence a good while, and then beholding <hi>Alcimedon</hi> with a ſmile. You pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe things difficult enough, ſaid ſhe, but I will diſtruſt neither your power not intention: I will only ſay, that in caſe you proſper not in your Deſign of making me Queen of <hi>Scythia,</hi> I will not bind you ſo rigorouſly to the conditions your ſelf hath put to your pretences, and will not for the Crown of <hi>Scythia</hi> loſe the affection I bear to <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> yet you have given me an occaſion to call to mind the Oracle, by the conformity I find between it and your promiſe; for the Queen my Mother having conſulted with the moſt famous of the Earth, concerning her Deſign of revenging the King my Fathers death, they have all unani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mouſly anſwered, That the Conqueſt of <hi>Scythia</hi> was reſerved for <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and that <hi>Menalippa</hi> ſhould be one day Queen of <hi>Scythia.</hi> You need not doubt that the Queen received great ſatisfaction from this anſwer of the gods, and I believe that this hope is as great an incendiary to the War, as the vengeance ſhe breathes againſt the King of <hi>Scythia.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcamenes</hi> hearkned attentively to theſe words, and inſtead of fearing the ſucceſs of this War, he ſaw his hopes increas'd, and believed that the gods promiſed not the Crown of <hi>Scythia</hi> to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> but by her Marriage with <hi>Alcamenes;</hi> he again confirmed the pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſe he had made, and <hi>Menalippa</hi> proteſted, with incomparable bounty, that ſhe deſired not ſo much the Crown of <hi>Scythia,</hi> as ſhe feared the death of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> having Martial Enemies to encounter, a King valiant and experienced, and againſt the young Prince <hi>Alcamenes</hi> his Sonne, who had the Repute of one of the moſt Valiant men upon Earth.</p>
                  <p>But whil'ſt <hi>Alcimedon</hi> enjoyed this felicity, he had the diſpleaſure continually to ſee his Rivals, and was obliged even before his face, to permit <hi>Merodates, Phrataphernes, Euardes,</hi> and <hi>Oroſmanes,</hi> publickly to proclaim their affections to his Princeſs: 'Tis true, the cold re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ception ſhe gave them, did miniſter ſome comfort to his ſpirit, and if the need ſhe had of their aſſiſtance, did ſeem to ſmooth her brow with a pleaſing aſpect, 'twas with ſuch a viſible conſtraint, that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had not any cauſe to harbour the leaſt umbrage of diſcontent: ſhe alwayes teſtified more eſteem to <hi>Merodates</hi> than the reſt, viewing him as a Prince, whoſe vertue and courage claimed every ones reſpect, but ſhe confin'd her reſentments to this eſteem, without permitting him any place in her amity.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon</hi> by the appearances of his condition, was obliged to ſhew them ſome exterior reſpect, and to ſeek in ſecret what they openly pretended to; yet thought not his Fortune any thing worſe, deſiring rather to be ſecretly lov'd, than publickly eſteemed.</p>
                  <p>Whil'ſt theſe intereſſed Princes beheld his acceſs to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> his frequent converſe with her, and many other teſtimonies of her eſteem, which ſhe would not hide, they began to
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regard him with envy; and a little after, this jealouſie increaſing by the appearances that cauſed it, they entertained a mortal hatred againſt him, and believing him their Inferiour, would ſometimes treat him with diſdain; but though <hi>Alcimedon</hi> did diſguize his Birth, and paſs in that Court for a private perſon, yet in theſe incounters he would not belie himſelf, nor give place to theſe Rival Princes his Enemies, no more than if his true condition had been known.</p>
                  <p>One day they were together in the Queens Cabinet, who entertained them about the War of <hi>Scythia,</hi> to which ſhe daily prepared her ſelf. <hi>Euardes,</hi> who was the moſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſiderate, made a Hundred Diſcourſes full of Bravadoes againſt the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> the reſt ſeconded him in the ſame manner: one brag'd he would depopulate <hi>Scythia;</hi> another promiſed to preſent the Queen with the King <hi>Orontes</hi>'s Head, and the moſt modeſt aſſured her, they would lay at her Majeſties feet, both the King and the Prince his Son, charg'd with Irons. <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> though he derided their preſumption, yet could not ſuffer it without Reply, and addreſſing himſelf to the Queen, having beheld the Princes with diſdain: Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, ſaid he, though your Forces are great, and the aſſiſtance of theſe Princes conſidera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, I counſel you to prepare to the King of <hi>Scythia</hi>'s Defeat, as to a buſineſs much more difficult than they repreſent it, and to forget nothing that may advantage you in an Enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prize where you I have need of all; I know the power of <hi>Scythia,</hi> which is not leſs than that of all theſe Princes together; I know the King <hi>Orontes,</hi> who in valor and experience may not be equalled by any of thoſe who imagine themſelves able to carry ſo aſſured a Victory over him; I have ſeen his Son <hi>Alcamenes</hi> fighting with a Courage might make the moſt hardy of theſe tremble, who imagine themſelves able to Chain him with ſo much facili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty; <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had ſcarce'uttered theſe words, but he repented them, fearing he had ſaid too much to conceal the intereſt he had in the King of <hi>Scythia;</hi> the four Princes murmured to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether, and <hi>Euardes,</hi> who ſpoke firſt, believing himſelf moſt intereſſed in the Diſcourſe of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> took the word, and caſting a regard on the Prince of <hi>Scythia,</hi> which ſufficient<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſignified his reſentment: It ſeems, ſaid he, you intend to terrifie us with the praiſes you give our Enemies, we know <hi>Orontes,</hi> and have heard of the Prince <hi>Alcamenes;</hi> but we know nothing of either, that might make us apprehend the ill ſucceſs of this War; and you are miſinformed of our Valors, if you imagine we can tremble for one <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> or ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny <hi>Alcimedons,</hi> though they imbrace his Party: <hi>Euardes</hi> (replied <hi>Alcimedon)</hi> wiſh your ſelf no other Enemies to joyn with him, who of himſelf is ſtrong enough without others aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiſtance; and believe that to vanquiſh one <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and many <hi>Alcimedons,</hi> would require a great Number of <hi>Bithinian</hi> Princes.</p>
                  <p>Ah! it is too much <hi>Alcimedon</hi> (cryed <hi>Merodates!)</hi> were you well affected to the Service of the Queen, you would not take her Enemies part.</p>
                  <p>I beg the Queens pardon (replied <hi>Alcimedon)</hi> if I have failed in the reſpect I owe her, in publiſhing Truths well known to me, to the advantage of her Enemies, I am nothing the leſs zealous to her Service; and when we appear in the Field againſt her Enemies, we ſhall ſee who will give the braver on-ſet, whether thoſe that praiſe, or thoſe that deſpiſe them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves.</p>
                  <p>This Diſcourſe had paſſed further, and without doubt had carried theſe Princes to extre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mities, had not the Queen interpoſed her Authority, and gently blaming <hi>Alcimedon</hi> (who deſired pardon) and intreating theſe Princes not to quarrel with a man who was very af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectionate to her, and to whom the was redeemable for many great Services.</p>
                  <p>The four Princes united againſt <hi>Alcimedon:</hi> but the Prince <hi>Barzanes</hi> who loved him dearly, offered himſelf and all his Friends publickly; and could not indure that the Queen ſhould Treat him differently from the reſt, though there was in appearance a manifeſt dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ference. <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> beſides thoſe excuſes he made to the Queen, made many to the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and ſhe attributing what ſhe had ſaid to the grandure of his Courage, which could not diſſemble a Truth, and partly out of averſion to thoſe Princes whom he knew to be his Rivals, took nothing ill, but participating his reſentments, treated his Rivals with more diſdain than before.</p>
                  <p>But they muſt leave <hi>Menalippa,</hi> for the Queen having communicated her Deſign of marching againſt the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> ſo ſoon as the Princes had joyned the ſuccours they deſigned for her, obliged them to take leave, and ſeek thoſe Troops they had ordered to be raiſed, intending to bring part of them into <hi>Dacia,</hi> and the reſt to meet at the appointed Rendevouz; <hi>Euardes</hi> and <hi>Phrataphernes</hi> departed firſt being moſt diſtant, having done all they could to obtain ſome ſhadow of hope from <hi>Menalippa: Merodates</hi> and <hi>Oroſmanes,</hi> who were Neighbours, retired not till ſome dayes after, the one to the <hi>Tauriques,</hi> the other a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mong the <hi>Baſternes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>But ſcarce were they gone, when News came to the Court, That the King of the <hi>Sar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mates,</hi>
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and the King of the <hi>Nomades,</hi> Brother and Succeſſor to him whom <hi>Alcimedon</hi> ſlew, had broken the Truce upon ſome ſlight pretences, and exerciſed all manner of Hoſtility upon the Frontiers.</p>
                  <p>The Queen (whom this News troubled in reſpect of the delayes it brought to her De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſigns) diſputed not the Reſolutions ſhe ought to take. <hi>Barzanes</hi> departed with the Troops which were ready to join with thoſe left upon the Frontiers, and <hi>Alcimedon</hi> (knit to <hi>Barzanes</hi> by a ſtrict amity) alſo infinitely joyful to find in this War occaſions of ſerv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing <hi>Menalippa,</hi> at whoſe deſire he took a command under <hi>Barzanes</hi> in the Expedition a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt his Father, march't under him with a part of the Army againſt the <hi>Sarmates</hi> and <hi>Nomades.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>You will pardon me, if I inlarge not my ſelf upon the <hi>Adieu</hi>'s between <hi>Alcimedon</hi> and <hi>Menalippa,</hi> in which either expreſſed all that a violent paſſion could render ſoft and touch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing; and excuſe me alſo, if I particularize not a War ſo ſuddenly ended: I will only ſay, that after ſome light skirmiſhes upon the Frontiers, <hi>Barzanes</hi> fell ſick, and was conſtrained to expect his health in a bordering'Town, leaving the whole command of the Army to <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedon,</hi> who managing his advantages with admirable prudence, and leading on his Soul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diers with incomparable Valour, forc'd away the Victory in many conſiderable Combats; he re-took divers Towns which the Enemy had carried by Surprize, and having brought them to accept of Battel, he gained it ſo bloody and ſo intire, that Fifteen or Sixteen thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand men were ſlain upon the place, the reſt put to flight, took the two Kings Priſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners, and conducted them with all the glorious ſpoils to the Town where <hi>Barzanes</hi> lay ſick.</p>
                  <p>This Prince's Recovery was very forward, but this good News rendred him his health compleatly, and, inſtead of envying <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s glory, who had rob'd him of the Victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, he intereſſed himſelf in it, as though he had been his Son; he writ of him to the Queen with praiſes that could not be given but to a Demi-god, and in all things he teſtified as much affection to <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> as could be expected from a Father. A few dayes after, the Fron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiers being ſetled through the Defeat of the Enemies Army, and the Impriſonment of the two Kings, there remained no more buſineſs; ſo that marching towards the Court, and leading the two Priſoner-Princes with them, they found a very civil Treatment at <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don</hi>'s deſire, his Soul being great and generous in all things.</p>
                  <p>The King of the <hi>Sarmates</hi> received theſe good offices at his Conquerors hands as he ought; but the <hi>Nomad</hi> hated him mortally, partly becauſe he had ſlain his Brother, but moſt for this Impriſonment, and the cruel faithleſsneſs of his Nature.</p>
                  <p>'Twas in this Voyage, that <hi>Barzanes</hi> became captivated with the vertues of <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don,</hi> and though he could not oblige him to declare his Birth, yet reſolved to chain him to himſelf by undiſſolvable Bands; and having an only Daughter (a moſt fair, and amiable Princeſs) without conſulting the Fortunes of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> (which he could not but judge great, having vertue for his portion) he reſolved to beſtow her on him, making him effec<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tively his Son by alliance, as he was already by friendſhip.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon</hi> during his abode at the Court of <hi>Dacia,</hi> had almoſt daily ſeen the Princeſs <hi>Alithea,</hi> (that was the Name of <hi>Barzanes</hi>'s Daughter) and really ſhe was next <hi>Mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lippa</hi> the moſt accompliſhed perſon of <hi>Dacia,</hi> and whom <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s reſpect to <hi>Barzanes</hi> had rendred the moſt conſiderable in his thoughts; he had made her very particular and aſſiduons viſits, and having alwayes deſigned carefully to conceal his love to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> he was nothing troubled, that the Court ſuſpected him to entertain ſome thoughts for <hi>Alithea.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Barzanes,</hi> who obſerved <hi>Alcimedons</hi> aſſiduity with his Daughter, believed that he had a particular inclination for her, which confirmed him in the Deſign of making the Offer, and bound his Daughter's Fortune by ſo conſiderable an eſtabliſhment. Moreover, being a Prince, whoſe Martial humor rendred him leſs artificial, he ſtudied not a greater fineſs in this occaſion, but opening his heart nakedly to <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> propos'd this Marriage with his Daughter, as a thing he thought very advantagious; and doubtleſs it had been ſo, had not <hi>Alcimedon</hi> been <hi>Alcamenes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The Prince received this offer from <hi>Barzanes</hi> with a very ſenſible diſpleaſure, being un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to accept it, though with his Daughter he could have ſetled him in the Throne of the Univerſe, nor could he refuſe it without offending a Prince to whom he was ſo much obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged; and a Prince, who knowing him only by his vertue, offered him that which the Son of a great King might be contented withall. This conſideration caſt him into a great per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plexity, yet he knew that he ought not to ſtick at the anſwer; ſo that being reſolved, he diſſembled his diſpleaſure the beſt he could, and teſtified all kind of reſpect and acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgment for the Offer he made (proteſting he had never merited the honour, but would
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endeavour to render himſelf worthy of it by that paſſion he had to ſerve him.)</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Alcimedon</hi> believed with reaſon that it was better to uſe it thus, and receive the offer of <hi>Barzanes</hi> with reſpect, rather expecting when his Affairs would permit him to render his lawful excuſes, than provoke him in rejecting his Daughter without any probable reaſons of this injurious refuſe; or acquaint him with the true cauſe that hindred him from ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cepting it, that being the thing of all other, which he deſired to keep moſt ſecret, imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning <hi>Barzanes</hi> would not preſs him ſo hard, as to deprive him of the opportunity of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolving with <hi>Menalippa,</hi> after what manner he ought to Treat her, believing alſo he would freely pardon him when the Truth was ſufficiently known. <hi>Barzanes</hi> doubted not <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedons</hi> conſent to this alliance, and altogether ſatisfied with the Election he had made; arrived with his ſuppoſed Son-in-law at <hi>Tenaſia</hi> within few dayes.</p>
                  <p>You will not doubt, I believe, that they were gloriouſly received, and that a Victory ſo ſignal obtain'd by <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> the period put to that War by his Valor, his captivating two Kings which he brought to <hi>Tenaſia,</hi> made him to be regarded as the moſt gallant of men; all that you can imagine in this Encounter, is below the Truth. Certain it is, that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> received from the Queen and Princeſs, and all the <hi>Dacian</hi> Nobility (who be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>held him as their Deliverer, and a perſon altogether extraordinary) all the Careſſes and Honour they were capable to render him.</p>
                  <p>The Queen embracing him a thouſand times, call'd him her Son by a ſpecial favour, and promiſed him all the acknowledgment he could expect from the Grandure of his Services; <hi>Menalippa</hi> received him with a countenance expreſſing her love, and Careſſed him from her eyes more than from her mouth, in preſence of the Queen, and many other Witneſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, remitting greater teſtimonies of her affection, till opportunity ſhould favour them with a private Conference; yet by the moſt favourable regards, ſhe let him ſee her heart was not changed, filling him with all the joy he was capable to receive.</p>
                  <p>After he had rendred his firſt Devoyres to the Queen and Princeſs, in expectation of a more particular converſe with <hi>Menalippa,</hi> he retired to pay his Viſit to the Wife and Daughter of <hi>Barzanes,</hi> to whom he thought this the ſecond Complement due, and the Queen deſiring to entertain <hi>Barzanes</hi> concerning the ſtate of the War, and the Frontiers which he had left, retired with him into her Cabinet, and would alſo that the Princeſs her Daughter (in whoſe prudence ſhe did much confide) ſhould enter into their Diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Barzanes</hi> rendred them an exact Account of the paſſages of this War, even to the leaſt particular, and of the condition he had left the Enemy in; but all his Relation contained nothing but <hi>Alcimedons</hi> praiſe, which the Princeſs hearkning to with a great concern, could ſcarce contain her joy.</p>
                  <p>After the Queen had hearkned with admiration, and given to the brave Actions of <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedon</hi> the approbation they merited; Brother (ſaid ſhe to the Prince <hi>Barzanes)</hi> (what you have related of this valiant man, and that which we knew before, makes me re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolve to recompence him, with the moſt important charges of this Kingdom, and retain him here at any price, to ſerve us in our Wars, particularly in that we are deſigning againſt <hi>Scy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thia,</hi> knowing no man in the World that I can better oppoſe againſt the Valor of <hi>Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> of whom Fame ſpeaks, as of a Prince altogether miraculous; let us ſee, my Brother, what we can find worthy of him, and if it be poſſible ſo to oblige him, that he may never depart from us.)</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Barzanes</hi> ſmiled at this Diſcourſe: (Madam, ſaid he to the Queen, I will not believe that for all the Services I have rendred your Majeſty for the time paſt, you can ever be in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>debted to me, but in your Deſign of recompencing and ſtaying <hi>Alcimedon.</hi> I ſuppoſe I have rendred you a good office in preventing your intentions, by finding a means to fix him to your Service for ever, by a promiſe I have made him to give him my Daughter with all my Eſtate, and the Deſign I have to accompliſh this Marriage ſo ſoon as I ſhall receive permiſſion from your Majeſty.)</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Menalippa</hi> changed colour at theſe words, and at this Diſcourſe of <hi>Barzanes;</hi> and the Queen taking no notice of her alteration (the buſineſs wholly poſſeſſing her thoughts) Is it poſſible, my Brother, ſaid ſhe, that you ſhould eſpouſe ſo great an affection to this Realm, as voluntarily to ſacrifice your only Daughter to the publick Intereſt, and make her Arms the ſoft Chains to link this valiant man to our Service; and that your love to us, or rather to vertue, hath cauſed you to caſt your eyes on <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> rather than on ſo many Princes who have ſought your Alliance?</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>('Tis certain,</hi> replied <hi>Barzanes, that I prefer the perſon of</hi> Alcimedon <hi>before that of a King, and I hold my Daughter and my ſelf more happy in the poſſeſſion of him, than of a King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom: Menalippa</hi> could no longer contain, but taking the word: ('Tis to love vertue,
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                     <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> as it ought to be loved; but what advantage ſoever <hi>Alcimedon</hi> may reap by the honour of your Alliance, are you ſure he is inclined to this Marriage?) <hi>I am not ſure,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied <hi>Barzanes, being not come ſo far; yet beſide the knowledge which I formerly had of</hi> Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedon<hi>'s love to</hi> Alithea, <hi>he diſcovered himſelf clearly enough to me, and teſtified with much acknowledgment and joy, the honour he ſhould receive by our alliance; we have held agreement ever ſince, and he is now with my Daughter, whoſe ſight and entertainment he deſired with great impatience, and to whom I am confident he is gone to declare his happineſs.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Barzanes</hi> made this Diſcourſe without malice, and according to his real thoughts, imagining by appearances, that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had received the Propoſition with much ſatisfaction.</p>
                  <p>But the Princeſs, ſwell'd as with a draught of poyſon by this cruel News, and the furious Eſſorts of her paſſion ſuffering her not to penetrate into the reſemblances of this adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, could not but give manifeſt ſigns of the troubles that poſſeſt her, expreſſing it in ſeve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ral emotions beyond the bounds of moderation; all the Grandure of her Courage was neceſſary to hinder, and as it was very hard for her to diſſemble, carrying one hand to her eyes, and feigning a great Head-ake, ſhe deſired the Queens permiſſion to retire into her Chamber.</p>
                  <p>And paſſing through a Hall to go to her apartment, ſhe ſaw <hi>Alcimedon</hi> near a window with the Princeſs <hi>Alithea,</hi> whom he ſeemed to entertain with ſome emotion and confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence; this ſight redoubled her rage and her pace, ſo that being immediatly at her Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, and in her Cabinet, ſhe abandoned her ſelf to all that choler and reſentment could pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce moſt violent.</p>
                  <p>Her grief was mute a while, not knowing where to begin, but a little after disburdning her ſelf with impetuoſity (What, <hi>ſaid ſhe,</hi> am I abandoned by this perfidious man, and a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bandoned for <hi>Alithea?</hi> has he forſaken <hi>Menalippa,</hi> born with advantages all the World knows above <hi>Alithea,</hi> and <hi>Menalippa,</hi> who loved him more than her ſelf, for <hi>Althea</hi> her Subject and Inferior in all things, for <hi>Alithea,</hi> who poſſibly loves him not? This Traytor, this blind man, who hath with ſo much diſſimulation abus'd the bounty of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> ſhall he injuriouſly quit her, without the puniſhment due to his Fidelity.)</p>
                  <p>Here a torrent of tears ſtopped the courſe of her words, but having dryed them, and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manding from her courage more anger than grief and tenderneſs, yet could ſhe not hinder all thoſe paſſions to ſtruggle within her Soul with equal force; and thoſe ſhe would have driven out, maintained as ſtrong a party as thoſe ſhe would have retained.</p>
                  <p>This <hi>Alcimedon</hi> (cryes ſhe, quite tranſported) to whom I gave my heart the firſt mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment that I ſaw him, this unknown whom I have preferred before ſo many great Princes, for whom I have forgot all, and for whom I have forgotten my ſelf, this man who lated loved me with ſo much ardor and ſincerity, he who promiſed to Crown me Queen of <hi>Scythia,</hi> and in a ſhort time to diſcover himſelf to be one of the greateſt Princes of the Univerſe, ſhould be no other than a Deceiver, a wicked Impoſtor, an Infidel, who having lifted his eyes to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> or rather having been bewich't with love the Soul of that unfortunate Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, would now ſacrifice her to <hi>Barzanes</hi>'s Daughter. Ah! <hi>Menalippa,</hi> Ah! eaſie Princeſs, behold the effect of thy eaſineſs and ſhameful facility; that heart which ought not to be gained but by the Services, and blood of many great Princes, how hath it been caſt away upon an unknown at the firſt ſight, without paying for it the price of a ſigh: This Wretch knew well the value of that which he had ſo eaſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly obtained, and with reaſon hath he deſpiſed that which I without reaſon have ſo lightly given.</p>
                  <p>Whil'ſt the Princeſs tormented her ſelf on this manner, and deſerted her Soul to the moſt violent effects of paſſion, ſhe ſaw one enter the door of her Cabinet (which was but half ſhut) and caſting her eyes upon the firſt Object that preſented it ſelf, the unfortunate <hi>Alcimedon</hi> (whoſe evil <hi>Genius</hi> had conducted him thither, appeared be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore her: <hi>Beliſa,</hi> to whom the mutual love of thoſe two perſons was known, ſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſing <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s Retreat was to <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s advantage, told him he might enter into the Cabinet, and opened the Door her ſelf; but ſcarce was he entred, when the furious Princeſs riſing with precipitation from a Bed whereon ſhe lay, and advancing towards him quite tranſported: <hi>Traytor,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>haſt thou the impudence to preſent thy ſelf before me? Alcimedon</hi> grew pale; and recoyled ſome paces, quite aſtoniſhed at this change; but the Princeſs gave him not time to open his mouth, but taking the word in a tone more elevated than before: <hi>Go, diſloyal man,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>go faithleſs un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known, whom I have preferred before ſo many great Princes, go carry thy black Treaſons elſewhere, think not to make any longer abode in</hi> Dacia, <hi>where thou hast an Enemy too pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>erful, and too angry to leave thee ſecure; ſeek elſewhere alliances more ſutable to an Infidel,</hi>
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                     <hi>and never preſent thy ſelf before the unfortunate</hi> Menalippa, <hi>if thou wilt not that, with the loſs of thy life, ſhe revenge the Treaſons thou haſt committed againſt her.</hi>
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                  <p>Finiſhing theſe words with an Action altogether furious, ſhe thruſt him out of the Cabi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>net, and ſhut the Door upon him.</p>
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                     <hi>Alcamenes</hi> half dead with this adventure, traverſt the whole apartment, without be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holding any one, and retired to his lodging quite tranſported; there he began to undiſguize his unhappineſs, and to ſearch the cauſe with mortal Traunces; he knew himſelf too inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent to find, through all the actions of his life, any thing deſerving this treatment, and he had always known <hi>Menalippa</hi> too reaſonable to be carried to ſuch extremities againſt him; without any apparent cauſe.</p>
                  <p>Firſt, he thought himſelf diſcovered for <hi>Alcamcnes,</hi> and that firſt thought ſomething bridled his aſtoniſhment; but afterwards calling to mind <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s cruel words, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membring ſhe call'd him unknown, and reproach'd him with her preference of him before ſo many great Princes, he knew that it was to <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> not <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> that theſe cruel words were addreſſed.</p>
                  <p>Juſt gods, <hi>cryed he</hi> (being confirmed in this opinion!) Is it poſſible that in ſo few mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, my Fortune ſhould receive ſo ſtrange a Revolution, and that <hi>Menalippa</hi> ſo juſt, ſo generous, and who an hour ſince by a welcome ſo ſweet, and by reguards ſo favoura<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, aſſured me of the continuation of my happineſs, ſhould paſs into ſo cruel an extre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mity againſt her faithful, her innocent <hi>Alcimedon.</hi> Here he buried himſelf in a profound recovery, endeavouring to find out the cauſe of his unhappineſs, and never thinking on what paſſed between <hi>Barzancs</hi> and himſelf, judging it uncapable to perſwade <hi>Menalippa</hi> that he was unfaithful; ſo that all his ſtudy taught him only this, that he was the moſt un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happy of men, without being able to gheſs the cauſe; Ah Deſtinies <hi>(ſaid he!)</hi> Ah For<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune! which haſt been too favourable to me, I ought to have believed, that a Fortune ſo promptly eſtabliſhed, could be of no long continuance; <hi>Alcamenes</hi> hath not merited thoſe Fortunes where with thou haſt favoured <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and it is juſt, that by the fall of the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate <hi>Alcimedon, Alcamenes</hi> ſhould become the moſt miſerable of all men.</p>
                  <p>Ah! fair hopes too lightly conceived; Ah! foundations of a great Fortune laid upon ſand! muſt you diſappear? muſt ye periſh in a moment? and muſt the unfortunate <hi>Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> be ignorant, whence this unprovident Ruine comes!</p>
                  <p>How, <hi>Menalippa, added he,</hi> a few moments after, muſt I obey your cruel Command, muſt I never ſee you more? Ah! if for the puniſhment of my diſobedience to this Command, I had nothing to fear ſave the loſs of that life which you threaten, you ſhould ſee how much I deſpiſe Death in compariſon of a ſeparation from you.</p>
                  <p>He arreſted his thoughts ſome moments on this conſideration, and, to flatter himſelf, would believe that the Princeſs had been prejudiced by ſome falſe appearance, or the report of an Enemy, and therefore it were better to indeavour his Juſtification, than to obey a Command made in the firſt paſſionate motion, which leaves the mind rather to the guidance of fury, than reaſon, but as he loved the moſt paſſionately of all men, and was inviolably punctual in his love and reſpect, he thought he could not do it without offending both, and rendring himſelf worthy of his cruel deſtiny through his diſobedience.</p>
                  <p>He balanced theſe things a while, and had almoſt perſwaded him into ſome hope, that poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly <hi>Menalippa</hi> might alter her humor, when he ſaw <hi>Beliſa</hi> enter his Chamber, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent him with a Billet from the Princeſs; he received it trembling, and having k ſſed it, he put one knee to the ground, and read theſe words.</p>
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                           <hi>ENdcavour not to juſtifie thy ſelf with me, but depart this Enemies Countrey, ſo ſoon as thou haſt received my last Command, thy refuſal will but more peremptorily declare thy infideli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and carry me to extremities, which thou wilt repent, if there remains any ſpark of vertue in thee.</hi>
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                  <p>Theſe cruel words ſhot death into the deſperate heart of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> who kiſſing a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain the Billet, not without ſome tears which he could not retain: <hi>Yes Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I will obey you;</hi> then turning towards <hi>Beliſa</hi> (who regarded thoſe marks of his ſadneſs with pity) he would have ſaid ſomething to her, but her Maid (though toucht with his misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune) acquainted him that ſhe had order from the Princeſs to hearken to nothing, and thereupon left the Chamber immediately.</p>
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                     <hi>Alcimedon</hi> pauſed not on what he ought to do, only lifting his eyes to Heaven with a deſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perate regard: <hi>Let us dye</hi> Alcimedon (ſaid he) <hi>let us dye, but firſt let us obey</hi> Menalippa; after
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thoſe few words he entred into his Cabinet, where he writ a Letter to be given to <hi>Mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lippa</hi> after his depart, and having called his two <hi>Scythian</hi> Squires, he commanded them to provide the three beſt Horſes they could, to depart immediatly: then taking <hi>Leander,</hi> his <hi>Dacian</hi> Eſquire aſide; <hi>Leander,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>My love to thee would not have ſuffered me to leave thee here, were not thy ſtay abſolutely neceſſary to the repoſe of my Soul: give therefore to mor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row (or when thou canſt) this Letter to</hi> Menalippa, <hi>and paſs the reſt of thy dayes in her Ser<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice, if ſhe will honour thee with it; but I deſire thee, by the affection thou beareſt me, not to acquaint any with what thou knoweſt of this buſineſs between</hi> Menalippa <hi>and me; I am ſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry that I cannot requite thy Services to my deſire, or thy deſert; the gods will do it for me, and till then, keep this Ring for my ſake;</hi> ſaying theſe words (his face ſprinkled with tears which he could not retain) he gave the Letter to <hi>Leander,</hi> and a Ring, worth more than twenty Talents. The afflicted Squire received the one and the other with a deluge of tears, deploring as much his Maſters misfortune as his own, in not being permitted to fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low him.</p>
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                     <hi>Alcamenes</hi> ſatisfying the other Officers of his Houſe with the furniture thereof, and of ſome Jewels, armed him ſelf, took Horſe and departed, accompanied only with his two <hi>Scy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thian</hi> Squires. Leaving <hi>Tenaſia</hi> on this manner, which but the day before he had entred with Triumph, Applauſe, and a thouſand fair hopes.</p>
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                  <hi>The End of the Second Book of the Eighth Part of</hi> Cleopatra.</trailer>
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               <head>The Eighth Part of CLEOPATRA.</head>
               <head type="sub">BOOK, III.</head>
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                  <seg rend="decorInit">N</seg>Ext enſuing Night the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa</hi> paſſed in the moſt cruel inqui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>etudes a Soul can be poſſeſſed with; all that a furious Jealouſie can produce in a heart wholly given up to it, tormented hers with a pitileſs vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence; there were ſome moments wherein ſhe ſeem'd to repent her rigor, and her raſh baniſhing a man whom ſhe ſtill loved more than her life: <hi>Beliſa</hi> informed her with what reſpect he received the cruel order ſhe ſent him, how much the pi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tied him, and how dear the vertues of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> were to her, and failed not to relate the grief and deſpair ſhe obſerved in the Face Diſcourſes and Actions of <hi>Alcimedon.</hi>
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               <p>This Recital had ſomthing ſoftned a heart, which was ſtill tender with affection towards him, at leaſt it gave the Princeſs ſome regret for her too quick proceeding, beſide reflecting on the cauſe of her anger, ſhe could ſee in any thing that <hi>Barzanes</hi> ſpake, very little rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon to ſuſpect <hi>Alcimedon</hi> of infidelity, or that he ſhould leave her for <hi>Alithea,</hi> ſo that there were ſome moments wherein ſhe imagined him innocent.</p>
               <p>In this uncertainty and agitation of ſpirit, ſhe paſſed the Night without reſt, and falling aſleep in the morning, it was late ere ſhe waked, and then calling <hi>Beliſa,</hi> ſhe put her upon the Diſcourſe of her meſſage to <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> which after ſhe had related with aggravation all ſhe knew of the Princeſs grief, ſeeing the Princeſs more capable of Converſation than the day before, and preſuming on the confidence her Lady alwayes had in her diſcretion, took the liberty to demand the cauſe of her anger againſt <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> ſaying, it muſt needs be great, having carried her to ſuch an extremity againſt a man ſhe ſo extreamly loved.</p>
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                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> unable to anſwer without ſome ſighs, ingenuouſly related the Subject of her Choler againſt <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and related without diſguiſe, all ſhe learnt from <hi>Barzanes</hi> touch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the pretended Marriage of his Daughter with <hi>Alcimedon.</hi>
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                  <hi>Beliſa</hi> no ſooner heard this Diſcourſe, but ſtriking her breaſt: <hi>Ah! Madam, is this all</hi>
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                  <hi>the cauſe of that great anger which hath baniſh't</hi> Alcimedon <hi>for ever!</hi>
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               <p>And judge you not <hi>Beliſa, replied the Princeſs,</hi> That I have reaſon to baniſh an unfaith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful man, who left me for the Daughter of <hi>Barzanes:</hi> Ah! Madam, replied <hi>Beliſa, What a cruel injuſtice have you committed, and how have you exerciſed all your rigor againſt an innocent? The poor</hi> Alcimedon <hi>before he came (by his misfortunes) to the door of your Cabinet, whither I conducted him my ſelf, finding me in your Anti-chamber, and knowing you kept nothing concerning him as a ſecret from me, entertained me a great while, concerning the intention of</hi> Barzanes, <hi>and the offer he made of his Daughter; but I can aſſure you,</hi> Madam, <hi>his intentions held no correſpondence with thoſe of</hi> Barzanes, <hi>and that he negotiated with that Prince, only out of Civility due to the Uncle of</hi> Menalippa: <hi>He teſtified to me nakedly the trouble he was in, how handſomely to evade the offer of</hi> Bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes, <hi>and entred your Cabinet, with a deſign of conferring with you, and receiving order and counſel thereupon.</hi>
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                  <hi>Beliſa</hi> thus ſpake the truth, and <hi>Menalippa</hi> finding a likelihood in her Diſcourſe; began inſenſibly to be cured of her jealouſie, and more and more perſwaded of <hi>Alcimedons</hi> in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocency; being a thing ſhe more deſired than her life; ſhe indeavoured all poſſible means to get out of this cruel Error, for according to reaſon and common ſenſe, there was ſmall appearance that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> ſhould quit her for <hi>Alithea,</hi> which opening her eyes to the Truth, ſhe began to accuſe her raſhneſs when to compleat the Victory, they told her that <hi>Barzanes</hi> was at her Chamber-door, waiting to give her the good morrow.</p>
               <p>Though <hi>Menalippa</hi> was in no condition to be ſeen, the reſpect ſhe bare her Uncle, and much more the deſign of clearing <hi>Alcimedons</hi> innocency from his mouth, which begat her ſuſpition, ſhe commanded they ſhould bring him in.</p>
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                  <hi>Barzanes</hi> being at the Bed-ſide, took a Seat by the Princeſſes command, and after the firſt Diſcourſes of Civility, the impatient <hi>Menalippa</hi> wanted not pretence for her deſign, but put the Prince her Uncle upon the Diſcourſe of his Daughters Marriage, and deſired him to acquaint her ſincerely with what had paſſed touching that Affair, and what teſtimo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nies he had received of <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s love to <hi>Alithea,</hi> and after what manner he had taken the boldneſs to demand her in Marriage.</p>
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                  <hi>Barzanes,</hi> who was a Prince ſincere, and without artifice, told the Princeſs ingenuouſly, that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had never ſpoken to him concerning his Daughter, and would have been leſs hardy to demand her in Marriage; but having conſidered vertue, and preferred it above all other eſtabliſhments he could expect or wiſh her, and ſuppoſing thereby to render an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portant Service to the State, in detaining <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> he intended to give him his Daugh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, and made no difficulty to offer her to him. <hi>Alcimedon</hi> teſtified no particular deſign to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards this alliance, but received the favour with great reſpect, and many teſtimonies of ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgement, which would not permit him to fancy he had any repugnance to this Propo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſition; and although <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had loved <hi>Alithea,</hi> yet the diſproportion of their Fortunes might well hinder its diſcovery.</p>
               <p>The more <hi>Barzanes</hi> talked, the more <hi>Menalippa</hi> was confirmed in the knowledge of the Truth, and ere her Uncle left the Chamber, ſhe doubted not but that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had only acted out of Civility, and the reſpect he thought due to a Prince that loved him, and who was Uncle to his Princeſs. Her Soul quickly reſumed its former Seat, and that vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent paſſion, which had diſlocated it, deceding to the pity ſhe conceived at the Report of <hi>Beliſa,</hi> of thoſe marks of grief ſhe ſaw upon the face of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> began now to repent the rigor of her proceeding, when a little after <hi>Barzanes</hi> was gone, <hi>Beliſa</hi> preſented her with the faithful Squire of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> to whom that Prince had delivered a Letter to <hi>Mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lippa.</hi>
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               <p>The Princeſs who knew him, having often ſeen him with his Maſter, changed colour ſo ſoon as he entred her Chamber; but when ſhe beheld in his eyes all the appearances of a mortal ſadneſs, and ſome tears which the afflicted man could not retain, ſhe felt her heart beat exceedingly, and with great trouble commanded him to draw near, and acquit him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf of his Commiſſion.</p>
               <p>The Princeſſes Command made <hi>Leander</hi> more confident, and having excuſed the liberty which his obedience to his Maſter had neceſſitated him to, he preſented her with a Letter, which ſhe received without ſpeaking, and opening it with an action full of tenderneſs and repentance, read theſe words.</p>
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                     <head>ALCIMEDON to the Princeſs MENALIPPA.</head>
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                        <salute>Divine Princeſs,</salute>
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                     <p>I <hi>Shall not endeavour my juſtification ſince you have forbidden it, and</hi> Alcimedon <hi>muſt needs be criminal, ſince his juſt and ſoveraign Princeſs hath thought him ſo; only I protest my Crime is unknown to me, for ſince my glorious deſtiny conducted me to your fect, I know not wherein I have failed, no not in the leaſt thought, of that adoration which I owe you. I obey without murmur the arreſt you have pronounced, and depart with as much love and veneration for you, as if this Exile to which I am condemned, were meant an act of grace, and recom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pence of my Services. That relique of my life which is left me, ſhall be alwayes yours, though not acknowledged by you, and death from whom alone I can receive the remedy of my misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes, ſhall never be able to alter or alienate my affections: I beg not the return of that felicity which I have loſt as I gained, and which good and bad Fortune hath given to, and taken from me, without any merit or crime known to me; but only (if this prayer may be permitted) that you would not ſhut your eyes againſt the Truth, if favourable to me, and that you will not hate after death, the memory of,</hi>
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               <p>The Truth which already intirely appeared to the ſpirit of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> needed no ſuch puiſſant ſuccours to convince her, for it had produced ſuch effects on the tender heart of the Princeſs, that <hi>Leander</hi> and <hi>Beliſa</hi> eaſily perceived it, her tears which bedewed the Letter, gave the firſt ſignal, and ſighs and ſobs which followed them, confirmed their perſwaſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons; after a little pauſe, addreſſing her ſelf to <hi>Leander,</hi> ſhe ask't him where his Maſter was? And the diſconſolate Eſquire had no ſooner related his precipitate depart, with the pitiful circumſtances that accompanied it, but the ſad Princeſs felt her ſelf ſtruck as with a Clap of Thunder; How, <hi>ſaid ſhe to</hi> Leander, Is not thy Maſter in <hi>Tenaſia? And you may add,</hi> Madam (replied he) <hi>Is he any longer in the World, being unable to imagine he departed from</hi> Tenaſia <hi>upon any other deſign than that of dying.</hi> To theſe words he added many more, which had almoſt lodg'd death in the heart of this afflicted Princeſs, who learning with what deſpair he departed, yet alſo with how much reſignation and reſpect to her com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand, ſhe became the Subject of grief, fear and repentance. She mightily indeavoured to ſhadow part of her paſſions from <hi>Leander,</hi> and believing that after this Adventure <hi>Alci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon</hi> would have leſs care to diſguize himſelf ſhe asked <hi>Leander,</hi> whether he knew the true condition of his Maſter; <hi>I never knew it,</hi> replied he, <hi>nor deſired to learn, ſince it was his will I ſhould be ignorant; and as all things declare the greatneſs of his birth, ſo the magni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficence of a Preſent he made me ere he went, confirms me in the opinion of the grandure of his Fortune;</hi> whereupon he ſhewed the Ring <hi>Alcimedon</hi> gave him, and <hi>Menalippa</hi> with <hi>Beli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſa</hi> having beheld it, both judged that ſuch a Preſent could not come, but from a great Prince; after ſeveral Diſcourſes which the Princeſs with great agitation made, <hi>Leander,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>I do not think that in that little time ſince your Maſter departed, he can be far from hence; go therefore and follow him with all poſſible ſpeed, and if you become ſo happy as to over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>take him, give him from me a Letter which I am going to write. I ſhould be ſorry that</hi> Dacia <hi>ſhould loſe ſo valiant a man, and one from whom we have had ſo many obligations, if it lyethin my power to call him back; do what you can to find him, but if you ſucceed not happily, return to give me an account; and ſtay in my Service, ſince it is the deſire of your Maſter, being the leaſt acknowledgement we can render for thoſe Services he hath done us.</hi> She ſealed theſe words with a gift, and obliged him inſtantly to take Horſe, and follow upon the Tract of his Maſter, having given him a Letter which ſhe writ in his abſence.</p>
               <p>After <hi>Leander</hi> was gone, <hi>Menalippa</hi> commanded that Viſitants ſhould know ſhe was indiſpoſed, that ſhe might remain peaceably in her mournful ſolitude, and deſiring the Queen alſo to leave her this day free, ſhe conſumed it wholly in tears, and laments, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with ſhe celebrated the ſad departure of <hi>Alcamenes;</hi> it would be difficult <hi>(great Princeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes)</hi> to relate all the complaints ſhe made on the lightneſs of her belief, and the prompt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of her anger.</p>
               <p>But if in theſe firſt dayes (whil'ſt there remained any hope of the return of <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don</hi> by <hi>Leanders</hi> diligence) ſhe afflicted her ſelf moderately; her grief became exceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſive when after a Months ſearch, ſhe ſaw the afflicted Eſquire return without any News of his Maſter. All that a ſenſible grief could produce in a Soul capable of the moſt violent paſſions, like that of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> tormented hers with moſt violent aſſaults, and had not the diſcreet Princeſs imputed the cauſe of her ſadneſs to her indiſpoſition, whereinto her grief had really caſt her, ſhe had been diſcovered to the Queen and Court of <hi>Dacia;</hi> where, though ſhe was the moſt afflicted for the departure of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> yet was ſhe not ſingular in her
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reſentments; the Queen, who beſide an inclination ſhe had to for his vertue, having loſt ſo valiant a man, and on whom ſhe had founded ſo much hope, became unſpeakably ſorrow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful at the News of his departure!</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Barzanes,</hi> who loved him as his Son, and who ſaw the hopes he had entertained of his al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liance vaniſh, could receive no conſolation: All were at a loſs in gueſſing the cauſe, what care ſoever they took to diſcover it; only their griefs were ſeconded by the general ſorrow of all <hi>Dacia</hi> for the loſs of ſo valiant a man.</p>
               <p>The Queen underſtanding that the Forces of her Allies were on their march, prepared her ſelf for the <hi>Scythian</hi> Voyage, and mounted thoſe Troops ſhe had long ſince deſigned for that Expedition; and found a way to encreaſe her power by an addition of that of the <hi>Sarmates</hi> and <hi>Nomades,</hi> whoſe Kings were by the Valor of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> ſtill in her Priſons; theſe two Princes ſent her word, that if ſhe would reſtore them their liberty, they would ſerve her with all the Force of their States in the <hi>Scythian</hi> War.</p>
               <p>The Queen by the advice of her Council, hearkned to theſe Propoſitions, and a little af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter having generouſly freed them, they left <hi>Tenaſia,</hi> and marched with diligence towards their Kingdoms, where they had Troops ready for the Field, and in a condition to march, ſo ſoon as any of the reſt who had been ſo long a preparing before them.</p>
               <p>At laſt (to abride my Diſcourſe) <hi>Merodates</hi> entred <hi>Dacia</hi> with Four thouſand Horſe, and Eight thouſand Foot; and <hi>Oroſmenes</hi> with Six thouſand Horſe, but no Infantry; and at the ſame time the Queen underſtood that the Prince of <hi>Bithinia</hi> with Three thouſand Horſe, and Twelve thouſand Foot; and the Prince of <hi>Pont</hi> with Fourteen thouſand Foot, and Two thouſand Horſe, would be in a few dayes at the Rendevouz appointed.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Amalthea</hi> raiſed in <hi>Dacia,</hi> and amongſt the <hi>Getes,</hi> and <hi>Gelons</hi> her Subjects, more than Eight thouſand Horſe, and Five and twenty thouſand Foot; ſcarce were they ready, when in execution of their promiſes, <hi>Pharnaces</hi> King of the <hi>Sarmates,</hi> and <hi>Orchomenes</hi> King of the <hi>Nomades</hi> appeared; the firſt with Three thouſand Horſe, and Seven thouſand Foot; the latter with Two thouſand Horſe, and Eight thouſand Foot.</p>
               <p>This numerous Army compoſed of more than Eight and twenty thouſand Horſe, and Sixty five thouſand Foot, and commanded by many valiant Kings and Princes, had proba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility enough of overpowring <hi>Scythia,</hi> or any other Countrey it ſhould fall into; and the Queen <hi>Amalthea</hi> could not ſee her ſelf at the Head of ſuch an Army, without giving abſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lute credit to the Oracles which promiſed the Crown of <hi>Scythia</hi> to <hi>Menalippa;</hi> She com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mitted the charge of the <hi>Dacians, Getes</hi> and <hi>Gelons</hi> to the Prince <hi>Barzanes,</hi> which made the greateſt one part of the Army, and ſhe could not have given them a more valiant or ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perienced Chief, but ſhe ſighed for grief not to ſee <hi>Alcimedon</hi> on her ſide, fancing her Troops unvincible, had this great perſon fought at their Head. But if the abſence of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flicted the Queen and <hi>Barzanes,</hi> it incomparably more tormented the inconſolable <hi>Mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lippa;</hi> but for <hi>Merodates, Euardes, Phrataphernes,</hi> and the other Rival Princes, it became a Subject of rejoycing to them, and particularly the diſloyal <hi>Orchomenes,</hi> Prince of the <hi>No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mades,</hi> in whom injuries had made an impreſſion againſt his Conqueror, more than all his civilities during his Captivity, reſolving to indeavour his deſtruction by all wayes poſſible, without any conſideration of honour, or the rank of Prince which he held,</p>
               <p>Over this numerous Army, compoſed of ſo many different Nations, and commanded by ſo many Princes, there wanted a General in Chief, whom all the reſt ought to obey; for this great Body muſt have a Head to actuate its members; to this honour all theſe Princes pretended equally; <hi>Merodates</hi> the moſt fierce and valiant, though the youngeſt demand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed it expreſly, and ſaid aloud, <hi>That he was moſt worthy of it, though poſſibly the leaſt powerful.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Phrataphernes, Euardes, Oroſmenes, Parnaces,</hi> and the wicked <hi>Orchomenes,</hi> had as many rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons to pretend to it; and <hi>Barzanes,</hi> a Kings Son (though no Soveraign) a great experien<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced Captain, and commanding already the greateſt one part of the Army, would not yield the command, but as reaſonably as they, hoped for it: But the Queen ended the controver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſie, by demanding it ſor her ſelf; reaſoning, that having armed them all in hers, and the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs <hi>Menalippas</hi> quarrel, it was juſt that <hi>Menalippa</hi> and her ſelf ſhould take the journey in perſon, and march to a Conqueſt wherein <hi>Menalippa</hi> was particularly ingaged, ſince the gods promiſed it to her only. All the Princes underſtood with joy the reſolution of the Queen, and all the pretenders to the Princeſs were raviſh't to know that ſhe ſhould be an eye-witneſs of thoſe gallant things they intended to perform for her ſake.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Menalippa,</hi> who was more naturally addicted to Maſculine, than Feminine Exerciſes, whoſe ſtrength yielded to that of few men, and whoſe contiual Hunting-imployment had perfected her in-riding, and caſting the Javelin to attaque the moſt furious Beaſts with her naked Sword, had ſo hardned her body to all ſorts of toyls; and having long ſince eſpouſed the reſentments of the Queen her Mother, againſt the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> ſhe imbraced the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution
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with joy, and prepared with ſome conſolation to carry againſt the <hi>Scythians</hi> whom ſhe hated, the effects of her deſpair, innocently cauſed by him ſhe moſt tenderly loved.</p>
               <p>Some ſparks of hope failed not to kindle, that the bruit of this War, with her perſonal appearance therein, might cauſe <hi>Alcimedon</hi> to appear, ſignalizing and reconciling himſelf to her by ſome gallant action, or ſome wound receiv'd for her intereſt; this hope, which was not without a foundation, rendred her more gay than ordinary, and made her prepare for this Expedition with much reſolution; and, the Queen permitting, ſhe covered her body with a Cuiraſſe, and her fair face with a terrible Helmet, and built her ſelf up into an Amazon, no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing leſs couragious or vigorous, than the moſt gallant of thoſe valiant women, who have fill'd the Earth with their Reputation.</p>
               <p>I will hold you no longer with theſe preparations: This great Armado conducted by the Queen, the Princeſs, and ſo many Princes, diſlodged from the place where the Rendevouz had been kept, and in a gallant poſture, marched towards <hi>Scythia,</hi> which it entred by the Province of the <hi>Napeens,</hi> where <hi>Amalthea</hi> carrying Fire and Sword, deſolated whatever the found in her paſſage; but meeting with nothing capable of ſtaying her upon the Fron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiers, ſhe marcht towards this capital City, with great confidence of ſubjecting this powerful Kingdom under the Dominion of the <hi>Dacians.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The King <hi>Orontes,</hi> who ſuppoſed <hi>Dacia</hi> more inflamed by the Arms of the <hi>Sarmates</hi> than it was, and who could not imagine <hi>Amalthea</hi> would be ſo ſoon in a condition of bringing the War into his Countrey with ſo great a power, had been a little ſlow in putting himſelf in a poſture of defence, and had not fortified his Frontiers againſt the Enemies arrival, as he might; yet being one of the greateſt Kings of the world, and commanding a greater num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber of Provinces, furniſhed with Martial men, having ſent orders to the <hi>Sarcarians, Nape<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ens, Maſſagetes, Iſſedons, Dahes, Arimaſpes, Rimnicians, Peſicians, Amordiens, Hiſtians, Edonians, Enchatians, Cokers, Cameenes, Antarians,</hi> and many other Nations which com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſed his Monarchy; he raiſed quickly above Thirty thouſand Horſe, and Fifty thouſand Foot; 'tis true, that before theſe Troops were fit to ſerve him, according to his intent, thoſe of the Queen of <hi>Dacia</hi> were far advanced in his Countrey, and had every where left the cruel marks of her paſſage: The King <hi>Orontes,</hi> a brave and valiant Captain, having redu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced his Army into a gallant poſture, and believing that although his number was inferior to that of his Enemies, yet the <hi>Scythian</hi> Valor would ſupply the default; ſo not expecting the <hi>Dacians</hi> in the Metropolis, he march't in excellent order towards the Enemy, reſolving to give them Battel.</p>
               <p>Now was his Soul fill'd with grief for the abſence of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and this Son on whom he had founded ſuch fair hopes, or rather from whom he expected the Victory, and the defence of his Eſtates, appeared not in a time wherein his aſſiſtance was abſolutely neceſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſary; and the King knowing he wanted no courage to ſeek ſuch dangers, nor affection for his Father and Countrey, feared leſt by ſome ſad accident he were loſt for ever, and knew not how to accuſehim as ungrateful or unnatural, leſt he ſhould accuſe an innocent, and poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſibly a Prince who was no more in being; a hundred times did this ſad remembrance draw ſighs from his breaſt, and his whole Kingdom, who had adored the fair beginnings of <hi>Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes,</hi> univerſally participated of his reſentments, highly regretting the abſence of their valiant Defender.</p>
               <p>In the mean while the King being advanced to the City <hi>Nicea,</hi> a place very fair and ſtrongly fortified, incompaſſed with a great Plain, where he quartered his whole Army, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to attend the Enemy, who lay not above two dayes march from thence, and who ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proached him with all diligence. The King reſolving to give them Battel, divides his Army into four Bodies: The firſt compoſed of <hi>Maſſagetes, Dahes, Sagues</hi> and <hi>Napeens,</hi> he gave to be commanded by <hi>Madates</hi> Prince of the <hi>Maſſagetes:</hi> The ſecond compoſed of <hi>Arima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpes, Rimnicians, Peſicians</hi> and <hi>Amordiens,</hi> to <hi>Cleogaris</hi> Prince of the <hi>Amordiens:</hi> The third conſiſting of the <hi>Etheens, Histians, Edoniens, Enchateenes,</hi> and <hi>Ariaces,</hi> to <hi>Alcaſtes</hi> Prince of the <hi>Etheens;</hi> &amp; retained the fourth for himſelf, formed of the <hi>Iſedons, Cameens, Antraians, Camaces, Satarchiens, Aſeens, Agrippeenes, Tauro-Scythes,</hi> and divers other Nations.</p>
               <p>The Queen <hi>Amalthea</hi> beſtirring her ſelf in this War, and giving orders by the counſel of the Prince <hi>Barzanes,</hi> having firſt called all the other Princes, advanced within the ſight of <hi>Nicea,</hi> and encamped in that great Plain, within fifty ſtades of the <hi>Scythians.</hi>
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               <p>The King of <hi>Scythia</hi> ſent out Scouts to diſcover the Enemy, who skirmiſhing upon the place, hindred the commodious lodging of <hi>Amalthea</hi>'s Troops, and their preparation to give Battel the day following. <hi>Orontes</hi> might have further incommoded his Enemy, by ſeizing ſome places of advantage, whereby he might have diſputed their paſſage; but having no De<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign to draw this War out at length, and conſiding marvellouſly in the Valor of his <hi>Scythians</hi> he gave the Enemy all convenience to lodge, and prepare for the Battel ſo much deſired by both parties.</p>
               <p>
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The marrow, <hi>Amalthea</hi> having gathered all the Princes into her Tent, and by their counſel given the laſt order for the Battel, and having learnt the diſpoſition of the <hi>Scythian</hi> Army; by the counſel of <hi>Barzanes,</hi> ſhe divides hers into four Bodies, after the Enemies ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample; <hi>Phrataphernes</hi> and <hi>Oroſmenes,</hi> with the Inhabitants of <hi>Pont,</hi> and the <hi>Baſternes,</hi> com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded the firſt; <hi>Barzanes</hi> alone, with the <hi>Dacians, Getes</hi> and <hi>Gelones</hi> (Subjects of <hi>Amal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thea)</hi> made the ſecond; <hi>Pharnaces</hi> and <hi>Orchomenes,</hi> with the <hi>Sarmates</hi> and <hi>Nomades,</hi> their Subjects, took the third place; and <hi>Merodates,</hi> who had learnt that <hi>Orontes</hi> was in the fourth Body, would be his oppoſite, hoping to terminate this War by his Valor, and the <hi>Scythian-</hi>King's death; and <hi>Euardes</hi> being joined to him, compoſed their fourth Body of the <hi>Bithinians</hi> and <hi>Tauriques:</hi> All agreed that on the day of Battel (as the Queens Repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentative) the Prince <hi>Barzanes</hi> ſhould be General, yet not to claim a propriety of the place for the future; and they rather choſe to ſubmit to him, than that the pretenders to <hi>Mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lippa</hi> ſhould obey each other. This Army was ſtronger by a fifth part, than that of the <hi>Scythians,</hi> and commanded by valiant Princes, each of which might with reaſon entertain hopes of Victory.</p>
               <p>The Queen of <hi>Dacia</hi> could not without trembling think of the event of this great day, and had ſhe not believed the Oracles, which promiſed the Crown of <hi>Scythia</hi> to the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa,</hi> her perplexity had been far greater.</p>
               <p>All the pretending Princes made a Parade before their Princeſs, and there was not one of them that promiſed her not the King <hi>Orontes</hi>'s Head; they all ſeemed very angry that the Prince <hi>Alcamenes</hi> was not in the enemies Camp, againſt whom they had made ſo many mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces, and upon whoſe death they hoped to raiſe Trophies of Reputation. <hi>Amalthea,</hi> who had heard the Valor of the <hi>Scythian</hi> Prince ſpoken of with fear and admiration, received the News of his abſence with a proportionate joy, and a happy <hi>Omen</hi> of a good ſucceſs; of her own <hi>Dacians,</hi> ſhe retained Four thouſand for hers, and the Princeſſe's Guard, cauſing them to ſtand in battalia before their Tents, which ſhe ordered to be invironed with a Ditch, ſuch a one as could be caſt up in ſo ſhort a time.</p>
               <p>At length both Armies being drawn into Battalia, the Chiefs of each marched towards each other in excellent order; but when they came in ſight, they ſent their Salutes by dread<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful ſhouts and exclamations.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Orontes</hi> and <hi>Barzanes</hi> having quitted their particular charges to give general orders, cau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed the Signal of Battel to be given, ſo that <hi>Phrataphernes</hi> and <hi>Oroſmenes</hi> on the one ſide, and <hi>Mandates</hi> Prince of the <hi>Maſſagetes</hi> on the other, began this cruel day. They amuſed themſelves for a while with a Combat of Arrows, but both parties being experienced, and the impatience of their Chiefs which breathed nothing but Victory, the one in a juſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fence of his Countrey, the other for the Conqueſt of <hi>Menalippa;</hi> brought them quickly to a conjunction; and here it was that the fight became terrible and bloody.</p>
               <p>The ſecond Bodies followed the firſt, and after thoſe the reſt, impatient for the danger, and conſequently for the glory, hardly expected orders for the on-ſet, but falling on with a terrible impetuoſity, gave death a perfect dominion on every ſide.</p>
               <p>It will be hard for me <hi>(great Ladies)</hi> and troubleſome to you, to relate all the particulars of this Battel. I will paſs over that which is not neceſſary for you to know, and relate only what imports much the continuation of this Hiſtory, and that which compoſeth one of the moſt remarkable parts thereof.</p>
               <p>The Plain was already covered with dead bodies, and drowned with blood on all ſides; the Air reſounded with the cryes of wounded and dying men, and every where the Battel put on a terrible and hideous face. Here the <hi>Dacians</hi> ſunk under the Arms of the <hi>Scythians,</hi> and there the <hi>Scythians</hi> turned their backs to the <hi>Dacians;</hi> the mixture of different Nati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and their different manner of fighting increaſed the confuſion, and a great part of the day was paſt, ere it could be diſcerned to which ſide the Victory would incline; when the Princes, Rivals in <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s love, impatient of the Victory, and deſiring to ſignalize themſelves in carrying the prize of this glorious day, began to make extraordinary Aſſaults, the Princes of the <hi>Satarcheens</hi> and <hi>Arimaſpes,</hi> fell under the Swords of <hi>Phrataphern</hi> and <hi>Oroſmenes;</hi> thoſe of the <hi>Aſeens</hi> and <hi>Edoniens</hi> loſt their lives by the hand of <hi>Euardes</hi> and <hi>Pharnaces: Orchomenes,</hi> wicked as he was, fought with very much Valor; but the brave <hi>Merodates,</hi> though he had already ſlain the Chiefs of the <hi>Agripeens</hi> and <hi>Antarians,</hi> and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>feated the Enemy whereſoever he addreſt himſelf: yet not ſatisfied with his Valor, unleſs it had performed ſome more important Service; and knowing that the death of the King of <hi>Scythia</hi> was the price of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> it being the moſt equal revenge of the King her Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers death; he ſought him on every ſide, and deſired nothing more than to ſacrifice his life to <hi>Amalthea</hi>'s reſentments; nor was it hard to find him, for this valiant Prince, maugre the dignity of his Age, which (though ſtill vigorous) might well have cooled that boyling heat,
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that commonly hurries men into ſuch dangers, ran from Rank to Rank, carrying Death and Victory wherever he went, and bathing himſelf in the blood of his Enemies.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Merodates</hi> having pierced many Squadrons and Battalions, met him at laſt, and know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him by divers marks: <hi>King of</hi> Scythia, cryed he, <hi>I come to receive death from thy hands, or to ſacrifice thee to the Ghoſt of</hi> Decebalus, <hi>and the reſentments of</hi> Amalthea; <hi>diſdain not to turn thine Arms againſt me, I am</hi> Merodates <hi>King of the</hi> Taurique Cherſoneſe.</p>
               <p>The King of <hi>Scythia</hi> had neither intent nor leiſure to anſwer theſe words, but covering himſelf with his Buckler, prepared to receive his powerful Adverſary, and to overthrow with him the effect of this cruel menace.</p>
               <p>At the firſt ſtroaks theſe two Princes mutually knew each others Valor, and though <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rodates</hi> was in the flower of his Youth, and valiant amongſt the moſt valiant, yet he ſoon underſtood that this Victory was not ſo ſoon or eaſily to be obtained, as he imagined, but whilſt theſe two Princes fought obſtinately, in deſpight of the throng of thoſe who indea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured to part them; and <hi>Orontes,</hi> buſied wholly to defend his life againſt the fury of <hi>Mero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates,</hi> was conſtrained to quit the function of a General. <hi>Barzanes</hi> taking advantage of this diſorder, charged the <hi>Scythian</hi> Troops with ſo much vigor, and was ſo well ſeconded by <hi>Phrataphernes, Euardes, Pharnaces,</hi> and <hi>Oroſmanes,</hi> that defeating the <hi>Etheens, Cameens,</hi> and the <hi>Hiſtians,</hi> with their Princes, made the <hi>Scythian</hi> Army ſtagger, and at length viſibly give ground.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Barzanes</hi> and his valiant Companions knowing their advantage, made uſe thereof with prudence and courage, and at laſt perceived a large path to Victory; but on that ſide where the King <hi>Orontes</hi> fought with <hi>Merodates</hi> advantagiouſly enough they ſaw appear a body of Cavalry of ſome two thouſand Horſe, conducted by a man covered with black Arms, who entring the Battel with an impetuoſity, to which the already wearied Troops were forced to give place, carrying a terrible diſorder to that ſide againſt which he addreſt himſelf; he that headed theſe ſuccors, ſtruck like lightning, or ſomething more terrible, nor could ſuch blows be expected from a mortal.</p>
               <p>This unknown having learnt intelligence of the Combat wherein the King was ingaged with <hi>Merodates,</hi> ſpur'd forward with an unreſiſtible fury, where <hi>Orontes,</hi> yielding to the youthful vigor of <hi>Merodates,</hi> diſputed his life with more courage than hope, and ruſhing in between them, let fall ſo powerful a ſtroke upon the head of <hi>Merodates,</hi> that ſtaggering in his Saddle, he had not force to oppoſe his Buckler to a ſecond blow, which falling alſo with a fury greater than the firſt, threw <hi>Merodates,</hi> valiant as he was, under his Horſes feet.</p>
               <p>The Prince of the <hi>Tauriques</hi> was no ſooner faln, but the name of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> reſounded on every ſide, and running from mouth to mouth, gave as much courage to the <hi>Scythians</hi> as terror to their Enemies.</p>
               <p>After the fall of <hi>Merodates, Alcamenes</hi> (for it was he) having wearied part of his men about the King, to favour the refreſhment his wearineſs required, threw himſelf with an incomparable fury upon the Princes his Enemies, and knowing them by divers tokens, diſdained to bear his force againſt the reſt, but carried his reſentments wholly againſt them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Euardes</hi> and <hi>Oroſmanes</hi> were ſo unhappy as to be found in his paſſage, and the fierce <hi>Scythian</hi> knowing them, ſent forth a furious Cry, as a prologue to their fate, and ſeconded it with a blow which laid <hi>Euardes</hi> with his Horſe upon the ground, and ſtriking a reverſe blow upon the Head of <hi>Oroſmanes,</hi> clave it in two pieces, and threw him breathleſs amongſt the feet of the Combatants; then turning towards <hi>Euardes,</hi> whoſe followers indeavoured to lift him up, and diſdaining to regain ſo intire a Victory: <hi>Euardes</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>thou ſhalt poſſibly ſee before the end of this War, whether or no it be eaſie to Chain</hi> Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>camenes.</p>
               <p>He ſtayed no longer on this ſide, but ſeeking his Rivals every where, met with <hi>Phrata<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phernes,</hi> and with a blow of his Sword laid him upon the Earth, forcing him to ſeek his ſafe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty amongſt the Souldiers of <hi>Pharnaces</hi> and <hi>Oroſmanes.</hi> After theſe great Actions which changed the face of the Battel, running with his valiant Troop in all places where his Succors were neceſſary, incouraging the fearful, and ſtrengthning the feeble; ſo rai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing the Affairs of his party, that the Victory which but now declared it ſelf for the <hi>Dacians,</hi> ſtood in an equal balance for ſome time, and a little after began to turn on the <hi>Scythian</hi> ſide. But the Day already declining, the Night prevented the intire deciſion of the Quarrel.</p>
               <p>If <hi>Alcamenes</hi> had not the glory through want of time to carry away an intire Victory, yet he juſtly had that of preſerving his ſide, his Countrey, and poſſibly the life of the King his Father: He ſaw <hi>Barzanes</hi> often in the throng, and knew him by his charge, and divers other marks; but inſtead of turning his Sword againſt him, he defended him from his own
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party, and aſſur'd his life ſo much as it was poſſible for him.</p>
               <p>The darkneſs had not been able to ſeparate the Combatants, if the King of <hi>Scythia</hi> of the one ſide, and Prince <hi>Barzanes</hi> on the other, had not ſounded a Retreat, and comple'd the Souldiers to return to the Camp. The <hi>Scythians</hi> loſt Thirty thouſand men, and the <hi>Dacians</hi> almoſt Forty thouſand, beſides the great Number of wounded, which were by either ſide during the obſcurity of the Night, drawn out from the reſt of the Army.</p>
               <p>The King <hi>Orentes</hi> having performed all things which the neceſſity of his Affairs required, either to favour his Retreat, or to give neceſſary orders for the wounded, wearied with the travel of the day, and the incommodity of ſome light wounds he had received, retired to his Tent, where he reſolved to lodge, and not to enter the Town, though he might have quartered there with more commodity and aſſurance.</p>
               <p>If he entertained ſome diſpleaſure for the loſs of his men, and through the apprehenſion which this dayes ſucceſs imprinted in his mind, yet the laſt events thereof became a re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>freſhing comfort; and underſtanding by the common voyce, that he was delivered out of the hands of <hi>Merodates</hi> by <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> whoſe Names he heard reſounded on all ſides; and that <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> whoſe abſence he lamented, or rather whoſe loſs he deplor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, was the perſon by whoſe Valor alone the ſucceſs of the Battel was chang'd, and the deſtiny of <hi>Scythia</hi> in that Battel, this fill'd him with tranſports of joy, and an im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patience to receive this beloved Son, from whom he had received ſo ſignal and oppor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune ſuccors; ſcarce had he given way to the firſt motions of thoſe delightful paſſions, when he ſaw the Prince enter his Tent, followed by the Chief of thoſe who had been partakers and witneſſes of his brave Actions. <hi>Alcamenes</hi> taking off his Caſque, threw himſelf at the Kings feet, kiſſing his hand with a profound reſpect; and the King tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſported with an exceſs of joy, caſt his Arms about his Neck with a thouſand imbraces full of love and tenderneſs.</p>
               <p>My Lord, <hi>ſaid Alcamenes,</hi> I am culpable, and ſcarce can I hope even from your bounty a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny pardon for my fault.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>My Son,</hi> replied the King,, <hi>if your departure poſſeſt me with grief, your return has not brought a leſs conſolation, nor could you have rendred it more dear and remarkable, than in the ſafety of your Father, and his whole Army.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> replied to this Diſcourſe with much reſpect and modeſty, and the King ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred him all the Careſſes due to ſuch a Son as the great <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> to whom he had ſuch freſh obligations.</p>
               <p>A little after caſting his eyes upon the Princes face, he beheld a very great change, and obſerved there the footſteps of that grief which had of late tormented his Soul, but re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved the inquiry of the cauſe to a better leiſure; and as the life of his Son was dearer to him than his own, the care of himſelf gave place to that of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and ſcarce would he ſuffer thoſe light wounds he received to be ſearcht, till he ſaw his Son in perfect health.</p>
               <p>The Prince abus'd not his bounty, and would not leave the King till he had ſeen his wounds dreſt.</p>
               <p>After he had received the good Night, he retired to his Chamber, where almoſt all the Officers of the Army (tranſported with the joy of his return) came to kiſs his hands ere he went to Bed, having not the patience to expect till Morning ſo deſired a ſight; nor could <hi>Alcamenes</hi> deny them, what incommodity ſoever it might produce. I ſee, <hi>great Princeſs,</hi> that you are aſtoniſh't to find <hi>Alcamenes</hi> with his Father, without know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing how he came thither, and ignorant of what hapned to him ſince his depart from <hi>Tena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſia,</hi> and it being juſt that I relate ſomething of it, I will ſuccinctly do it, without wandring much from the Thread of my Diſcourſe.</p>
               <p>The deſperate Prince left <hi>Tenaſia</hi> in a moſt deplorable condition, and haſting from the place whence <hi>Menalippa</hi> had baniſhed him with all poſſible diligence, ſo that in one Night, and the Day following, he was diſtant from <hi>Tenaſia</hi> more than three ordinary dayes Journies; he choſe no Path nor Retreat: In the Eſtate wherein he was, nothing be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing more odious to him than life, which he ſo neglected, that few dayes would have put an end thereto, had not the diligence of his Squires prevented. He left off thoſe fair and famous Arms which under the Name of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had rendred him ſo well known in <hi>Dacia,</hi> and all other places where he carried them, and delivering them to his Eſquires to keep, he covered himſelf with black ones in their ſtead, imbroy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered they were with branches of ſilver, underneath which he doubted not to remain unknown. I will not relate his continual ſorrows, wherein he alwayes reſerved a profound reſpect for <hi>Menalippa,</hi> not permitting himſelf the conſolation of a murmur againſt her commands.</p>
               <p>
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At length he arrived upon the Frontiers of <hi>Dacia,</hi> and his Eſquires (not knowing what would be his Deſign) ſaw him fall ſick of a Diſeaſe which proceeded from his Grief, and had like to have brought him to his Grave; they found the commodity to conduct him to a little Town though againſt his will, where they concealed both his true Name, and al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſo that of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> by his own order, and there they ſerv'd him ſo carefully, that what neglect ſoever he had for his life, they preſerved it by their diligence and intreaties, yet could not this health be reſtored in ſome Months, during which time, though he yielded to the will of his Eſquires, and received the ſuccors of nouriſhment which they gave, yet he lived in ſuch a manner, that his life could not be properly called any other than a continual death.</p>
               <p>In the mean while the great Diſcourſe was concerning the preparations againſt <hi>Scythia,</hi> and being perfectly cured of the indiſpoſition of his body, he left the little Town to conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nue his Journey, hearing that the Rival Princes had joined their Troops with thoſe of the Queen of <hi>Dacia,</hi> and had begun their march towards <hi>Scythia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>What Deſpair ſoever poſſeſſed his Soul, and how great an indifference he ſhewed to all things that regarded not the cauſe of his grief, he could not but kindle at this report; and as he loved Honour as dearly as <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and alwayes preſerved great tenderneſſes and reſpects for his Father, the almoſt extinguiſht flame of courage began to rekindle; neither could his mortal ſadneſs forbid him to go whither his Honour and Paternal Love, and the hatred he bare to thoſe preſumptuous Rivals call'd him.</p>
               <p>He found himſelf daily more and more confirm'd in this ſolution, but it was reſiſted by the love of <hi>Menalippa,;</hi> and conſidering that he could not take up Arms for his Father, without turning them againſt his Princeſs, he knew not how to ſatisfie both his duty and his love, nor pleaſe the one, without offending the other; How! would he ſay, ſhall I not ſuc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cor the King my Father againſt thoſe unworthy Rivals, who perhaps aim more at his Life, than his Kingdom? And alas! <hi>replied he,</hi> How ſhall I fight againſt <hi>Menalippa,</hi> to whom, maugre her cruelty, I will perſerve a faith inviolable ſo long as I live; But ah! I muſt not leave the King my Father without aſſiſtance, in the extremities to which his life may be ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pos'd ſo long as I can hold a Sword; and yet ſhall I carry my Arms againſt <hi>Menalippa.</hi> No, the dues of Nature cannot diſingage me from thoſe of love.</p>
               <p>With theſe Conteſts he grievouſly tormented himſelf, viſiting many unknown Provinces, or rather many Forreſts and horrible Deſarts where he ordinarily ſought his Retreats, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to to take any certain reſolution, and I think he would have remained irreſolute to the end, without being able to declare either againſt Love or Nature, if in paſſing near a Tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple of <hi>Apollo</hi> (famous for the Oracle, it gave) he had not conſulted that god, at the ſoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>citations of his Eſquires, whoſe anſwer was thus,</p>
               <q>THE ORACLE, <hi>Go, Thy Father help, thy Miſtreſs ſee; And ſo, Repreſs that Grief which preſſeth thee.</hi>
               </q>
               <p>This Anſwer ſo clear beyond the cuſtom of the Oracle, wrought very much upon the ſpirit of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and reſolved the doubt of what reſolution he ought to take, and ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing eleveated his abated hopes, he reſolved therefore without weighing the buſineſs any further, to march and ſuccor his Father and Countrey; and he fancied that by the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand of the Oracle which injoined him to reviſit his Princeſs he ought to hope for a change in his Fortune, the ſtorm of that anger which made her baniſh him, being blown over.</p>
               <p>Theſe meditations diſſipating part of his ſadneſs, gave him his health and intire forces, and put him into a condition of ſerving his Father againſt the lovers of <hi>Menalippa.</hi> He en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tred <hi>Scythia</hi> a few dayes after, covered with the ſame black Arms he had born ever ſince his depart from <hi>Tenaſia,</hi> and marcht directly to the City of <hi>Serica,</hi> where the King made his abode; but before he got thither, he underſtood that the King was gone to meet the Enemy, and by good Fortune, lighting upon Two or three thouſand Horſe which were the laſt Levies of the Province of the <hi>Iſſedons,</hi> and the choice of <hi>Oronte</hi>'s Cavalry, <hi>Alcamenes</hi> made himſelf known unto them, and putting himſelf at their Head, marcht with all poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble
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ſpeed to <hi>Nicea,</hi> and reacht it on the day of Battel as I have related.</p>
               <p>On this manner the Prince <hi>Alcamenes</hi> paſſed his life ſince his depart from <hi>Tenaſia,</hi> and becauſe there hapned nothing memorable to him, during that time, I have compriſed it in a few words, but will relate at large the following Events, which ſeem to me more worthy your attention.</p>
               <p>Scarce had the Prince, whoſe reſentments were divided betwixt Love and Duty, rendred as he thought what was due to the one, but he felt himſelf ſollited to do the ſame Juſtice to the other; and as in ſuccouring the King his Father, he had obeyed part of the com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand of the gods, he believed to that whereby they commanded him to ſee the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa</hi> was due an equal obedience, and he found himſelf powerfully enough carried by his inclination, though he had not been obliged thereto by Religion.</p>
               <p>He already reſolved of the order he ought to take, though it was not without trembling, that he diſpoſed himſelf to appear before <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and it may be (valiant as he was) he would never have had the aſſurance to have done it, if by the command of the gods he had not been incouraged, and by the ſucceſs of the beginning he had not expected a like event to the laſt effects of his obedience.</p>
               <p>The morrow ſo ſoon as he was up, he called <hi>Cleomenes,</hi> a young man whom he loved dear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly, and who had been nouriſht with him; in age and perſon ſo like they were that a great part of the <hi>Scythians</hi> ſuppoſed him a ſubreptitious Child of the King <hi>Orontes,</hi> he had in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed exceedingly the hair of the Prince, whereby you might judge him (next to <hi>Alcamenes)</hi> the handſomeſt man amongſt the <hi>Scythians;</hi> he waited not on <hi>Alcamenes</hi> in his Travels, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe he was not with him in the Province whence he departed, having a little before ſent him to the King his Father upon an important Affair.</p>
               <p>And beſides that <hi>Cleomenes</hi> could not but be lovely ſince he reſembled <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> ſo was he alſo valiant and hardy, having given on divers occaſions great proofs of his courage.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> no ſooner ſaw him, then (through the confidence he had in his diſcretion and fidelity, and the need he was in of his Service) he declared part of his mind concerning what he intended to do.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cleomenes</hi> received with great reſpect the Princes confidence, and diſpos'd himſelf to render him all the Service he could deſire; nor could <hi>Alcamenes</hi> ſerve himſelf with either of thoſe Eſquires that waited on him in his Journey, both having been extreamly wounded in the Battel, fighting near his perſon, nor would be in caſe to quit their Beds in many days, without danger of their lives; at the door of his Tent he cauſed excuſes to be made to all thoſe that came to viſit him, then arming himſelf in thoſe Arms he left off when he de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parted from <hi>Scythia,</hi> and bearing on his Arm the Buckler, by whoſe device he was ſo well known to the <hi>Dacians,</hi> and taking Horſe early, he ordered them to tell the King he was gone to viſit the Quarters, expecting his awaking, and would return immediately; divers perſons would have accompanied him, but he would admit only <hi>Cleomenes;</hi> and covering his Buckler with a Cloth, leſt it ſhould be too much obſerved by the <hi>Scythians,</hi> he viſited firſt ſome Quarters, and having made a little Circuit, he marcht towards this <hi>Dacian</hi> Camp, and the Queens Tents.</p>
               <p>It was in this Camp that rage and fury bare ſway, for the Queen was afflicted, that a Victory which ſhe ſuppoſed faſt in her Arms, ſhould eſcape by the arrival of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and that ſhe had loſt more men than the King of <hi>Scythia;</hi> and all thoſe Princes who a little before that made ſo many Menaces againſt <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and who had been in this Encounter knockt down chaſed and wounded, by his Sword, without any difficulty joined their parti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cular diſcontents to the general diſpleaſure, and full of ſhame, anger and grief, laid the cauſe of their misfortune upon him that was no way culpable.</p>
               <p>He had abated the fury of <hi>Merodates,</hi> the pride of <hi>Euardes,</hi> and valiant <hi>Phraterphern, Oroſmanes</hi> he had ſlain, and made <hi>Pharnaces</hi> and <hi>Orchomenes</hi> flie, ſo that the greateſt conſolation they could find, was, that the diſgrace was Epidemical and common to them all, and that there was not one amongſt them that could deride his Companions. <hi>Barzanes</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lone was exempt from their Deſtiny, nor did he ſcruple to ſay, That he knew well (though he ignored the cauſe) that <hi>Alcimenes</hi> ſpared him.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as it was Morning, the Queen <hi>Amalthea</hi> propoſed a Truce to the King of <hi>Scy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thia</hi> by the counſel of <hi>Barzanes,</hi> for three dayes to bury the ſlain of both parties, and par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticularly the Prince of the <hi>Baſternes,</hi> whoſe loſs was very much regretted, and to whom they would render Honours proportionable to his Quality.</p>
               <p>
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A little after <hi>Amalthea</hi> call'd an aſſembly of the Princes and although <hi>Phratapherne</hi> and <hi>Pharnaces</hi> were a little wounded, they would aſſiſt and appear amongſt the reſt.</p>
               <p>Never was a leſs pleaſant Aſſembly ſeen, and if the Queen could not diſſemble her diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſures, to ſee her fair hopes ſo recoyle, the Princes could not hide the rage, and much leſs the ſhame of their misfortunes, not daring to lift their eyes to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> to whom they had ſo often promiſed the Head of <hi>Alcamenes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This Lady, though ſhe intereſſed her ſelf in the diſpleaſures of the Queen her Mother, and and in that ſhe had formerly entertained very much averſion to <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> which received an acceſs by this laſt action, having in a few moments ruined a great part of their expectati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, yet could ſhe not afflict her ſelf for the misfortunes of the Princes; and as her averſion againſt, was greater than her inclinations for them, all her affection being centred in <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don,</hi> ſhe could not be troubled to ſee the event of what that Prince had foretold, and viewed with a kind of malignant joy, the confuſion ſhe beheld in their faces.</p>
               <p>After the Queen had made ſome propoſitions concerning the ſtate of affairs, and delibe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rated upon what was moſt preſſing; <hi>Merodates</hi> burning with choler, and wrackt with dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferent paſſions, his eyes ſparkling with a tranſport of fury, brake ſilence with an action al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>together terrible, and addreſſing himſelf to the Queen, <hi>Madam</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>I dare confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dently ſay, that without the coming of</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>the Victory had been yours, and for that which regards my particular, I dare ſay again, that I had revenged you upon</hi> Orontes, <hi>if the arrival of</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>had not ſnatcht, with the Victory; the life of his Father out of my hands.</hi> Alcamenes <hi>is valiant without doubt, but it is certain that he ſurpriſed me in the Combate, not giving me time to defend my ſelf; nor are his forces ſo much ſuperior to mine, that had he not aſſaulted me; when I had another valiant enemy before me, and wearied already as I was, by a long Combate, he had not laid me on the ground with two blows of his Sword; I think my ſelf as strong and valiant as he, and I have a deſign, if you pleaſe to permit, to mea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure my forces with his in an equal Combate, whereto I will defie him: for beſide my particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar reſentments, I am carried by your intereſts much more; and in repairing my honour, as I hope, I ſhall take away the moſt puiſſant obſtacle of your deſign, who will alwaies dispute the victory, which you might eaſily obtain, were he either abſent or dead. Doubt not of what I ſay; 'tis</hi> Alcamenes <hi>alone can traverſe you more than all the reſt of</hi> Scythia; <hi>and that man who takes him out of the world, will do a more conſiderable ſervice, than if he had reduced half</hi> Scythia <hi>under your obedience. This day (with your leave) I will ſend a Herald to their Camp, and demand the Combate, and I promiſe my ſelf ſo far from his Courage, that he will not refuſe it to a Prince, whoſe birth is no way inferiour to his, and whoſe valour poſſibly is not ſo little known, but that he may hope for ſome honour from the victory, if Fortune favours him with it.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Thus ſpake <hi>Merodates,</hi> and the Queen, who entred into his reſentments, and judged that in hazarding the life of one Souldier, ſhe ſhould indanger his, whom ſhe feared more than all the Forces of <hi>Scythia,</hi> diſpoſed her ſelf to praiſe this couragious propoſition, when the proud <hi>Euardes</hi> riſing from his ſeat, and beholding <hi>Merodates</hi> with ſome marks of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentment. <hi>You have reaſon</hi> Merodates, ſaid he, <hi>to indeavour againſt</hi> Alcamenes <hi>in a ſingle Combate, the reparation of what you loſt againſt him, in a tumult and diſorder; and I eſteem ſufficiently your valour, to believe that you could make him partake of the peril ſo well as the advantage; yet I hope no leſſe from my own Sword than from yours, and ſince that by the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fault of my Horſe, rather than my own, I have been ſubject to the misfortune with you, I will alſo try the Combate againſt</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>and for the ſame reaſons which you alledge, I believe I ſhall be accepted ſo well as you. And I</hi> (added <hi>Phrataphern,</hi> riſing up) <hi>do proteſt, that although you prevented me in the declaration, yet not at all in the deſign of defying</hi> Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes, <hi>and although</hi> Merodates <hi>firſt propoſed it, yet have I courage and reſentments enough to perform it ſo well as he, and to attempt the ſame hazard for the Queens ſervice, and my own particular revenge.</hi> Scarce had <hi>Phrataphern</hi> ſpoken, when <hi>Pharnaces</hi> with as much boldneſs as the reſt, demanded the ſame advantage; and the wicked <hi>Orchomenes,</hi> though he waxed pale at the propoſition, and could not but tremble at the remembrance of <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>camenes</hi> his fury, not daring to do leſſe than his companions, demanded the combate with the ſame earneſtneſs. <hi>Amalthea,</hi> to whom the death of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> was of far greater im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portance than the life of either of theſe Princes, was not troubled at this conteſt; but <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rodates,</hi> who made the firſt propoſition, ſwell'd with rage, to ſee himſelf traverſed in his intent, not enduring that any ſhould ſo much as demand the combate againſt <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> ſave himſelf.</p>
               <p>At laſt, the Queen having hearkned to all their reaſons, and prais'd the noble Ardour, which carried them to ſo generous a conteſt, ordered that the pretences ſhould be decided by Lot; and ſo flattered <hi>Merodates</hi> with the aid of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> that he permitted his
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name with thè names of the four other Princes, to be written in Billets, and drawn out of a Caſque.</p>
               <p>But as they began to write, they heard divers times the name of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> repeated at the entry of the Chamber, and a little after they acquainted the Queen that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was at the Chamber door, and deſired permiſſion to kiſs her hands.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Amalthea</hi> at this News, aroſe from her ſeat, tranſported with joy, and cry'd with preci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pitation, <hi>Let him enter,</hi> and ran to meet him as far as the Chamber door: The Princes grew pale with anger, at the arrival of a man whom they loved not, whoſe valour umbra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged theirs, and whoſe words they had found ſo true to their confuſion. But had they ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s face, they might have perceived that this return of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> toucht her very heart; ſhe was ſo ſurprized and troubled, that unable to maſter the agitations of her ſoul and body, ſhe remained upon her ſeat, with the countenance of a perſon quite <hi>nonpluſt</hi> and confounded.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> entred the Chamber, with that grace an I majeſty which was naturally in his gate, and all his actions; and ſcarce was his foot in, when the Queen caſt her arms about his neck, with all the marks of a true amity.</p>
               <p>The Prince put one knee to the ground, and ſaluting the Queen with a profound ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſion, received her careſſes: <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> ſaid ſhe, (having imbraced and raiſed him up) <hi>your departure hath ſenſibly afflicted me, but your return is in a time, wherein you may with glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry enough, repair the fault which you have only committed, to merit its pardon.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Madam,</hi> (replyed <hi>Alcamenes) the neceſſity which forced me to leave you, when I was un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>profitable, could not retain me when I believed my hand neceſſary; behold me then with the ſame zeal and the ſame affections, which have linkt me to your intereſts; and dispoſe (Madam) of the life and fortune of</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>who will ſpare neither the one nor the other in the glory of ſerving you.</hi> The Queen replyed to thoſe words in a moſt obliging manner, and taking him by the hand, preſented him to the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa,</hi> who ſtriving to overcome the trouble which poſſeſt her, roſe from her ſeat with an unaſſured countenance. <hi>Alcimedon</hi> threw him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf at her feet, kiſſing her hand without the courage to ſpeak one word; and the Princeſs, who was in no better condition than he, only raiſed him, unable to teſtifie either by word or action, her joy to ſee him.</p>
               <p>The Prince began to interpret this reception as a continuation of her anger and com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plained within himſelf, that he had been abuſed by the promiſe of the Gods; but he had no leiſure to reaſon, for he was ſcarce riſen from <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s feet, but he ſaw himſelf in the arms of <hi>Barzanes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This Prince made him a thouſand affectionate carreſſes, and what cauſe ſoever he had to complain of his departure, and the whole ingratitude which he had apparently teſtified, yet his inclination being more predominate than his reſentments, he beheld him as his Son, and imbraced him with all the marks of tenderneſs and affection.</p>
               <p>The Princes, though unſatisfied with his arrival, and full of ill intents towards him, yet fearing to diſoblige the Queen, ſaluted him with civility enough, and <hi>Orchomenes</hi> himſelf (who in this moment deſigned his ruine) received him with an open countenance.</p>
               <p>After thoſe firſt ceremonies, which interrupted the buſineſs which <hi>Alcamenes</hi> found them about; the Queen, who minded her intereſts more than any thing elſe, addreſſing her ſelf to <hi>Alcimedon, You come fitly,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>to participate a glory which all theſe brave Princes have diſputed for: they are upon drawing Lots upon an account ſo honourable, that I am confident you will be joyful to turn alſo an adventurer.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> doubted not, but that this occaſion of glory, was ſome deſign againſt his Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther and himſelf, and finding no way to avoid the Queen's propoſition, he anſwered with much reſpect, That he ſhould eſteem himſelf too happy, to enter with thoſe great Princes into an occaſion of ſerving her, and commanded the ſame time his name to be put into the Caſque, amongſt thoſe of the Princes. But <hi>Merodates</hi> beholding all his actions with en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy, began to murmur, and ſignified to the Queen, that being all of them either Kings or Kings Sons, ſhe ought not to rank any other with them, ſave perſons of their own quality. <hi>Alcimedon</hi> knew their intention, and turning his eys upon them with a Noble fierceneſs, <hi>My Lords,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>make no difficulty to receive me for a Companion in the glory which you ſeek, and believe it, before the end of this War, you ſhall poſſibly ſee that my birth is nothing inferiour to yours.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Princes were not contented with this diſcourſe, and had perhaps diſputed with <hi>Alci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon</hi> the title he pretended to; but they feared to diſpleaſe the Queen, who made this propoſition, and who (believing her intereſts more ſecure in the hands of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> than any others) inſiſted ſtill in her reſolution.</p>
               <p>At laſt, the name of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was put into the Caſque amongſt the reſt, and as Fortune, or ſome higher Power would have it, <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was drawn to fight with <hi>Alcamenes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
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All the Princes teſtified a ſenſible diſpleaſure, though it may be there were ſome amongſt them, to whom this election of Fortune was not diſagreeable.</p>
               <p>But the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa,</hi> (what confidence ſoever ſhe had in the valour of <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don)</hi> waxt pale with fear, and ſighed, knowing how redoubtable the Forces of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> were: But the Queen (what love ſoever ſhe bare to <hi>Alcimedon)</hi> knew ſhe could not be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtow on <hi>Alcamenes</hi> a more valiant enemy, and ſo much rejoyced at this effect of hazard, that ſhe could not diſſemble her ſatisfaction. <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>I know very well that the greatneſs of the peril, cannot divert you from a glorious enterprize, and upon the knowledge I have of your valour, I know you rejoyce to underſtand, that your Lot is to deſie the Prince</hi> Alcamenes <hi>to a ſingle Combate, and to deprive the</hi> Scythians <hi>by your courage, of the ſuccours of ſo powerful a friend.</hi> Theſe words ſo troubled <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> that not knowing what an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer to make, or what reſolution to take in ſo ſtrange an adventure, he remained a great while quite confounded, ſearching ſome invention to draw himſelf out of this phantaſtique Labyrinth, wherein fortune had ſhewn how capricious ſhe could be: at laſt, fearing leſt his ſilence, and the aſtoniſhment which appeared on his face, might be ill interpreted, he endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured to compoſe himſelf; and beholding the Queen with as much aſſurance as he could poſſibly, <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I have been perhaps too ſlow, in teſtifying the joy I conceive for the honour you have procured me; yet have I for a few moments entertained ſome doubts, that in caſe the Prince</hi> Alcamenes <hi>be as ſcrupulous as theſe Princes, he will difficulty be drawn to mea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure his Sword with that of a man, who paſſeth but for a private perſon: But I know the ſpirit and courage of</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>and I aſſure my ſelf he will receive me, as though I were known to be the Son of a King, and will not hope for leſs honour from me, than from a King of the</hi> No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mades, <hi>or a Prince of</hi> Bithinia. <hi>I cannot make a longer ſtay here, being call'd away by an affair, for the rest of this day, which very much concerns me; I beſeech you therefore Madam, to ſend a Herald to the</hi> Scythian <hi>Camp, to defie</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>and I will not fail to morrow, an hour after Sun-riſing, to render my ſelf upon the place of Combate, by you appointed; the Judges ſuch as you ſhall chuſe, and the conditions ſuch as you deſire.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Queen approved the diſcourſe of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and underſtanding more particularly that an important neceſſity forced him to leave the Camp (for the reſt of that day,) ſhe took upon her the charge of defying <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and providing things neceſſary for the Combate.</p>
               <p>The news was ſpread over all the Camp, that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was come; and that it was he that muſt fight with <hi>Alcamenes</hi> on the morrow: and as the valor of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was known with admiration amongſt the <hi>Dacians,</hi> they all praiſed the juſtice of Fortune; but there were ſome, who comparing the grand actions of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> performed againſt the <hi>Sarma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes,</hi> with the terrible efforts of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> againſt them the day before, were in doubt from which of the two to expect the Victory and were unaſſured of their Champion in ſo dange<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous an enterprize.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcimedon</hi> having taken leave of the Queen by ſome words, and of the Princeſs by a paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſionate regard, went out of the Tent, and finding <hi>Cleomenes</hi> at the Gate, he took Horſe and with difficulty diſ-ingaging himſelf, from the imbraces of thoſe whom the name of <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don,</hi> and the love they bare him, drew thither from all parts, he left the Queens Tents, and traverſing the Camp (where by reaſon of his known Arms, he was ſaluted by all as he paſſed) he made towards a high Wood, which he ſaw ſome thirty ſtades from the Camp.</p>
               <p>He had recourſe to divers intentions, whereby he might keep his word as <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and ſave his honour as <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> without diſcovering <hi>Alcimedon</hi> for <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> againſt whom he had obſerved ſo much hatred in the Queen and Princeſs, that he could ſee no reaſon to diſcover himſelf; his ſpirit laboured ſo much, unable to imagine what to reſolve on, but after a long meditation, he thought he had found a good way to draw him out of this intricacy, and upon this conſideration, turning towards <hi>Cleomenes, My friend,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>I have need of thy aſſiſtance, in one of the greateſt extremities of my life, and I confide ſufficiently in thee, to believe that I may eſcape through thy means.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cleomenes</hi> having upon this diſcourſe given him new aſſurances of his fidelity, the Prince related punctually all that had hapned, and having acquainted him that he was ingaged to fight againſt himſelf, <hi>My friend,</hi> (purſued he) <hi>having well conſidered the difficulty of this af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fair, there is preſented to my thoughts one only expedient. Thy make is very like mine, thy face reſembles mine very much; thou muſt take theſe Arms which I wear, which all</hi> Dacia <hi>knows for thoſe of</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>ſo that when thou art covered with them, no one can know thee from him: with theſe Arms thou ſhalt go and lodge this night in ſome place of this Wood, where thou mayſt lye concealed, and tomorrow render thy ſelf upon the place of Combat, aſſigned between the two Armies. I will be there alſo, but I will aim my Javelin ſo, and ſo carry my blows, that they ſhall not wound thee: after the Combate hath continued ſome time on this manner,</hi>
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                  <hi>I will take thee in mine arms, and, after ſome appearance of reſiſtance, bear thee to the ground, where thou ſhalt yield the victory, and render thy ſelf my Priſoner: I will carry thee along with me to our Camp, till thou art out of the</hi> Dacians <hi>ſight, then feigning to render thee thy li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty, e're thou ſee the King, thou mayeſt retire, and quit theſe Arms where thou thinkeſt fit: ſo ſhall I have the liberty to ſee</hi> Menalippa <hi>as</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>and ſerve the King my Father as</hi> Alcamenes. <hi>This invention is a little deceitful, but my adventure is ſo; alſo and having ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficiently meditated, I can find no other means of aſſiſtance, in ſo ſtrange an extremity.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> would not loſe time, but having ſought the moſt retired part of the Wood, he alighted; he diſarmed himſelf of his own Arms, and covered <hi>Cleomenes</hi> with them: un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der which, he appeared ſo like <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> himſelf might have been mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtaken.</p>
               <p>The Prince armed himſelf in the Armour of <hi>Cleomenes,</hi> and when all things were in the condition they ought to be, <hi>Alcamenes</hi> having imbraced <hi>Cleomenes</hi> with tranſports, which ſeemed to foretel ſome ſiniſter accident, and having again inſtructed him how to carry himſelf in the Combate, took leave, and followed the path to the <hi>Scythian</hi> Camp; but would not enter till 'twas late, becauſe the Herald of <hi>Amalthea</hi> might have performed his office before he came, fearing leſt the Herald ſhould know him, what care ſoever he could take to conceal himſelf; and it hapned as he deſired, underſtanding as ſoon as he came to the Kings Tent, that a Herald from the Queen of <hi>Dacia,</hi> had been there to defie him, and that the King had returned him without an anſwer: <hi>Alcamenes</hi> was highly ſatisfied that it hapned thus, but the King would not by any means conſent to the Combate, alledging to the Prince his Son, that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was an Unknown, againſt whom a Prince of <hi>Scythia</hi> could not draw his Sword without offence; and that he could not without an extreme im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prudence, permit his only Son to expoſe himſelf to an uncertain event, without any de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſity.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> having heard the King with much reſpect, anſwered, that he had rather loſe his life, than caſt the leaſt ſtain upon his honour, which he had alwayes dearly preſerved; that he knew <hi>Alcimedon</hi> for a Prince full of valour, and for a man, whom the greateſt Prince upon earth, could not refuſe without diſhonour. To theſe words he added many more, ſo preſſing, that the King (being naturally very generous) was conſtrained to yield; yet much leſs to the force of his perſwaſions, than to the opinion of his valour, againſt which, he believed that of the unknown <hi>Alcimedon</hi> could make no long reſiſtance.</p>
               <p>The Prince ſent an Herald immediately to the Camp of the <hi>Dacians,</hi> to acquaint the Queen, that having received the challenge of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> which her Herald had made in his abſence, he accepted it, and would wait him at the place of Combate, an hour after Sun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſing, between both Armies, with one Judge on his ſide, and only a thouſand Horſe for the Guard of the Field.</p>
               <p>The Queen <hi>Amalthea</hi> promiſed the ſame thing on the behalf of her Champion, and the buſineſs being thus ſetled, <hi>Barzanes</hi> was choſen Judge for <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> and the Prince of the <hi>Maſſegetes,</hi> for <hi>Alcamenes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The night, paſſed in the expectation of both parties of the event of ſo memorable a Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bate, and the knowledge which they had of the valour of each others Champions, made them to expect this ſpectacle with extraordinary impatience. The morrow, ſo ſoon as the day brake, all things were prepared; though <hi>Alcamenes</hi> provided for this feigned Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bate with repugnance, and a divination of ſome misfortune. <hi>Amalthea,</hi> who was char<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged with all things that concerned <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> made ready for him with no leſs diligence; but the Gods had otherwiſe diſpoſed of the event of this day than men had appointed, for the unfortunate <hi>Cleomenes</hi> covered with the Arms of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> as <hi>Patroclus</hi> with thoſe of <hi>Achilles,</hi> had a like deſtiny: He departed at the appearance of day from a Country-houſe, where he had paſſed the night, and, to obey the Prince, he marched with all diligence to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards the <hi>Dacian</hi> Camp; he was ſo fierce under theſe brave Arms of his Prince, that he almoſt conceited he was metamorphoſed into him; but this innocent pride laſted not long, for ſcarce had he made ſome paces in the Wood, where the day before he had exchanged his Arms, but he ſaw twenty Cavaliers making towards him, who having encompaſſed him, before he had time ſcarce to think on them, caſt him to the earth, and pierced him through with their Javelings in a moment.</p>
               <p>The cruel men ſtopt not there, but part of them alighted, ran upon him, and, lifting up the vizor of his Helmet, they gave him ſeveral ſtabs in the face and throat. When they thought he was dead, they took Horſe, and made towards the <hi>Dacian</hi> Camp, not touch<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing either his Horſe or Arms.</p>
               <p>The perfidious <hi>Orchemanes,</hi> Prince of the <hi>Nomades,</hi> the wicked enemy of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> partly for and in revenge of his Brother's death, and partly for his own impriſonment, had
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ſent thoſe Aſſaſines to expect on the way by which the Prince muſt return into the Camp (as he had learnt) promiſing them for their performance great rewards; and theſe cruel men had but too well acquitted themſelves, had not the Gods (to whom the life of <hi>Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> was dear) prevented it by the fall of the unfortunate <hi>Cleomenes.</hi> The Princeſs <hi>Mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lippa</hi> having been troubled this night with ſome unlucky dreams, and being very melan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cholly, both for the Combate which <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was to undertake the next day with <hi>Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes,</hi> and out of the diſpleaſure ſhe received, for not having ſpoken to him the day before: To cure him of the fear of her diſpleaſure, ſhe aroſe early in the morning, ſeeking ſome di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertizement amongſt her Train, which attended her: She cauſed a Chariot to be prepared to take the Air, and would only permit <hi>Beliſa</hi> and the faithful <hi>Leander</hi> (who remained ſtill in her ſervice, and who by chance was not in the Queens Tent the day before, and ſo miſt the happineſs of ſeeing his Maſter) to wait upon her.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> accompanied with only theſe two perſons, giving order to tell the Queen when ſhe awaked, that ſhe was gone to take the air in the Fields, and would return after the Combate between <hi>Alcamenes</hi> and <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was ended, deſiring not to be preſent at it; after which orders given, paſſing through the <hi>Dacians</hi> Tents, ſhe cauſed her Chariot to be guided towards that Wood, which was within ſight of the Camp, and wherein the unfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate <hi>Cleomenes</hi> lay ſlain; as the diſtance was not great, the Chariot was quickly in the Wood, and the Princeſs cauſing it to ſtay, alighted, and began to walk amongſt the Trees leaning upon <hi>Beliſa</hi>'s arm; and her ſpirit being poſſeſt with ſad I dea's, her converſe was full of ſadneſs, and was diſpoſing her ſelf to disburthen her troubled heart, when ſhe ſaw a gallant Horſe ſadled and bridled, feeding at liberty, and lifting up his head to approach the Chariot-Horſes, he filled the Wood with ſneezings; this Horſe being that, whereon <hi>Alcimedon</hi> uſed to charge. <hi>Leander</hi> thought he knew it, and the nearer he came, the more he was confirmed in his opinion; he told the Princeſs what he thought, but the had already caſt her eys upon a Buckler, which ſhe ſaw lye ſome paces from the Horſe, and ſhe no ſooner beheld it, than by its famous devize, familiar to all the <hi>Dacians,</hi> ſhe knew it for <hi>Alcimedons.</hi> She recoyled at this ſight, and calling <hi>Leander, Thou ſhewd'ſt me</hi> Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dons Horſe (ſaid ſhe) <hi>and I can ſhew thee his Buckler, and by what we ſee, we may judge he is not farr off.</hi> Scarce had ſhe pronounced theſe words, when ſhe ſaw the miſerable <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> under the Arms of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and believed effectively that ſhe ſaw <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> ſtrecht at the foot of a Cheſtnut Tree. She thought he had been a ſleep, and making no difficulty to approach him, intending to charm all fear, which the ſuſpition of her anger might have left upon his heart, and to make him ſatisfaction for the ill treatment ſhe had given him, when drawing near this feigned <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> ſhe ſaw the ground covered with blood round about him, and the great bubbles which iſſued out of the defaults of his Cui<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>raſs, from thoſe wounds which he had received in the face.</p>
               <p>This ſpectacle forced cryes both from <hi>Menalippa</hi> and <hi>Leander;</hi> and running on him to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether with precipitation, they took off his Caſque and Cuiraſs, and <hi>Leander</hi> with a cloath wiped his face covered with blood and wounds, and ſince in an other condition he very much reſembled <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> being of the ſame age, and his hair of the like colour, 'tis not diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cult to ſuppoſe, that it being now disfigured with wounds, he might be taken for <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedon.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>All the courage of <hi>Menalippa</hi> made too weak reſiſtance againſt this deplorable ſight, and whilſt <hi>Leander</hi> caſt forth cryes, and tore his hair, <hi>Menalippa,</hi> more ſenſible than he (though not leſs couragious) loſt all ſenſe and knowledge, and fell in a ſwoon upon the couragious pretended <hi>Alcimedon. Beliſa,</hi> though exceſſively afflicted, ran to her Miſtreſs, looſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her cloaths to bring her to her ſelf: her pains were for ſometime uſeleſs, but at laſt the Princeſs opened her eys, and returned from her faintings.</p>
               <p>She caſt her ſelf again upon this dying body, and by chance <hi>Leander</hi> at the ſame time perceived ſome remainder of life in him; <hi>At leaſt, my Lord,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>diſcover thoſe Mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therers, thoſe Monſters, that have reduced you to this condition.</hi> The poor <hi>Cleomenes</hi> brought to his laſt ſigh, endeavoured to ſpeak, and deſiring, as I believe, to diſcover the truth of this adventure; Alcamenes <hi>Prince of</hi> Scythia, ſaid he, with a voice ſo low, that it was ſcarce intelligible, Alcamenes <hi>Prince of</hi> Scythia, repeated he, but could ſay no more, and death in this moment deprived him both of ſpeech and life.</p>
               <p>At the ſame time two or three Peaſants, who by the priviledge of the Truce, had ven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tured to come and cut wood, and who had ſeen all which hapned in the murther of <hi>Cleome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> came and offered their ſervice to the Princeſs, and, unasked, told what they ſaw, and how that this man was ſlain by more than twenty Horſe-men, without having time to think of his defence: ſo that <hi>Menalippa</hi> at that moment wherin ſhe thought <hi>Alcimedon</hi> gave up the ghoſt, remembred that ſhe heard him name <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> Prince of the <hi>Scythians,</hi>
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and beleived he had murthered him, which the wicked Peaſants alſo confirmed, and that he was accompanied by twenty men. See how ſtrongly Fortune ſported againſt <hi>Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes!</hi> and think it not ſtrange, if the afflicted Princeſs accuſed him of the death of <hi>Alci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon!</hi>
               </p>
               <p>'Twas here, where grief alone was a ſufficient conduct to the Tomb, and where the ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juncts of rage and fury, rather diverted and hindered, than advanced the violence of its effects, and helpt to recall thoſe forces which had left her, to run to that vengeance which ſhe breathed, rather than to Death, which was ready to imbrace her: She aroſe from the ground quite furious, and caſting upon this exſpiring body a funeſt and mortal glance, <hi>How</hi> Alcimedon (ſaid ſhe) <hi>doſt thou dye before my eyes, by the treaſon and cruelty of</hi> Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes? <hi>if I love thee not ſufficiently to ſurvive thy loſſe, I ſhould be weak and cowardly to run to death, rather than to thy revenge. This Barbarian, whoſe courage hath been ſo much admi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, and with ſo much injustice, fearing the Combate he was to maintain againſt thee this day, hath murthered thee baſely and inhumanely in the obſcurity of the Wood; and ſhall</hi> Menalippa, <hi>to whom, by the juſt anger of Heaven his treaſon is diſcovered, deplore like a Woman, and dye weakly like one of the people, inſtead of executing that vengeance for which the gods have reſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved her? Ah! no</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>expect not this imbecillity from a Courage which was never ſuffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciently known to thee. I have it poſſibly comparable to that of men, and this arm, which hath given death to Bears and Boars, ſhall Arm it ſelf to deſtroy that Monſter, who hath ſnatched from me my</hi> Alcimedon. She ſtopt here, row<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ing in her mind a thouſand furious thoughts, whilſt <hi>Leander</hi> and <hi>Beliſa</hi> with a River of tears, ſolemnized the Funeral of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and the deſpair of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> who after a long conteſt, being reſolved, and wipeing off thoſe tears which trickled from her fair eyes, wherein rage and grief had an equal ſtock, <hi>'Tis no time to weep</hi> Menalippa, ſaid ſhe, <hi>'tis on indifferent griefs we ſhould bestow our tears; ours re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quires blood, 'tis with blood they muſt be waſhed away, but with</hi> Menalippa<hi>'s it demands alſo that of</hi> Alcamenes. Finiſhing theſe words ſhe turned towards <hi>Leander,</hi> and beholding him with eyes ſwoln, from whom, in ſpight of all her reſiſtance, a river of tears perpetually flow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, <hi>Leander,</hi> (ſaid ſhe) Alcimedon <hi>is dead for me, and I ought to be reproacht with his death, ſince it was my Enemy, and my intereſts that took him out of the world; I have loved</hi> Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don (Leander) <hi>and I ſcruple no longer to let you know it; I have loved him living, and I love him ſtill, dead as he is, more than I love my own life. Oh! would to the gods, that by the leſſe of this unfortunate life, I could ſave that of my faithful, my beloved</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>and Oh! would that he breathed in the ſtead of that unfortunate wretch, who now deplores in vain his de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceaſe: but ſince it is not permitted me to recall his breath by the exchange of mine, I will re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge his death, for the Gods have not acquainted me with it, and diſcovered its author by ways ſo extraordinary, but to let me underſtand, that to me only is reſerved this vengeance; But in telling you my deſign, O</hi> Leander! <hi>O</hi> Beliſa! <hi>I alſo declare, that if you indeavor to hinder it, you ſhall ſee me plunge this ſteel in my breſt, and ſo you'l make me doubly miſerable, in taking away the conſolation which I hope for, before my death: ſpeak not one word therefore, to divert me from my reſolution, and help to Arm me with thoſe unfortunate Arms, beneath which my poor</hi> Alcimedon <hi>hath given up the ghoſt. I have ſtrength enough to carry them, and to rule his Sword, and it was doubtleſſe for this action (to which the Gods reſerved me) that I uſed my ſelf to the chaſe of wild Beaſts, and exerciſes more ſutable to men, than perſons of our ſex, it was not without myſtery that I received from heaven a compoſition and force of body nothing ordinary, and I will make uſe of, in this occaſion, of that which poſſibly is not ordinarily placed in a woman: when I am Arm'd, and have left you, expect here my return in two or three hours, and if I comenot in that time, put this precious body in the Chariot, and conduct it into our Tents, there to receive the Funeral rites. See what I have reſolved, and fail not in the obedience which I deſire, if you intend not to hurry me to the utmoſt extremities of deſpair.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The deſperate Princeſs ſpeaking thus, <hi>Beliſa</hi> and <hi>Leander</hi> obſerved ſomething ſo terrible in her eyes, and face, that they loſt all the courage and reſolution they had taken to contra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dict her, and certainly in thoſe ſad moments, Love and the Graces had forſaken the beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> to give place to thoſe furies which tormented her; and ſhe appeared to thoſe afflicted perſons in a poſture ſo terrible, that fear overcame them, and they durſt not oppoſe that reſolution which they condemned.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Leander</hi> at her reiterated command, deſpoyl'd the cold bloody body of its Arms, and Caſque; and <hi>Beliſa</hi> having taken from the Princeſs her long encombring habits, ſhe co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered her head with the Caſque (though bloody in ſome places) and with <hi>Leanders</hi> help, ſhe buckled about her the Arms, which ſhe kiſt and waſht with tears as ſhe put them on.</p>
               <p>Being Arm'd ſhe appeared like ſome <hi>Bellona,</hi> or ſomething more dreadful, and by the fury which doubled her forces, ſhe ſeemed no more troubled with the Arms, than if ſhe had uſed them all her life. I have told you that her ſtature was extraordinary, and 'tis
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certain that at this time, the difference was ſo ſmall, that ſhe might eaſily have been taken for <hi>Alcimedon.</hi> When the Princeſs ſaw her ſelf in this poſture as ſhe deſired, and that <hi>Le<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ander</hi> had brought the Prince's Horſe and Buckler, ſhe bowed towards the beloved body, and took her laſt adieu, with a tenderneſs able to cleave with pitty the moſt ſavage hearts; and conjuring <hi>Leander</hi> and <hi>Beliſa</hi> to remember her commands, and to declare nothing that they knew, till the time ſhe had preſcribed, ſhe took Horſe, and being no Novice in that exerciſe, ſhe ſpurr'd him forward to the addreſs of the ſtrongeſt men, and ran with ſo much impetuoſity, that they preſently loſt ſight of her.</p>
               <p>The field of Battel was already covered with the Souldiers of both parties, who with great diligence had faſtened the Barriers, and erected a Scaffold for the Judges; there were two of them, one for the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> and the other for the Queen of <hi>Dacia,</hi> and the Princes of her ſide, and the Barriers were invironed with a thouſand Horſe of either Army.</p>
               <p>The Judges had already taken their ſeats, with much civility: and a little after the King <hi>Orontes</hi> on the one part, although he had ſome wounds which would have kept in bed any perſon of a leſs robuſt complexion; and the Queen <hi>Amalthea</hi> on the other, with the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces of her Train, placed themſelves upon the Scaffold, at the ſound of a hundred Trumpets that attended them, and which made the fields of <hi>Nicea</hi> eccho; they expected only the two Combatants, who ſeemed a little ſlow; and 'tis certain, that <hi>Alcamenes</hi> marching not to this Combate, with that ardour and fierceneſs which uſed to accompany him in others, it being only a fiction and diſſembled action, was not over-haſty to take the Field; yet he appeared a little after the appointed time, but it was not with his accuſtomed boldneſs and gallantry, nor with that menacing Mine, which darted fear into the moſt aſſured. His Arms were enriched with Gold, and ſome ſtones, his Buckler of the ſame, without any de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vice; his Caſque was covered with a ſhade of Plumes, and he alwaies kept the vizor of his Helmet down, becauſe of <hi>Barzanes,</hi> who from the Scaffold might eaſily have known him: though he affected nothing terrible in his gate, yet could the God of Battels have pleaded ſmall advantage over him, and <hi>Barzanes</hi> concluded with the Prince of the <hi>Maſſegetes,</hi> that nothing could match him, unleſs the brave perſon, who was to fight him this day, had the good fortune. <hi>Alcamenes</hi> walked a long time in the Field ere his Enemy appeared, and all the world began to condemn the ſloath of <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> and thoſe, to whom he was not well known, made ſiniſter cenſures on his courage. <hi>Amalthea,</hi> who was out of humour, and in ſome trouble for the Princeſs, (the cauſe of whoſe walk the could not divine) and prickt with delight at <hi>Alcimedons</hi> delay, and the more, in that the Princes his Enemies indeavour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to ſtain his courage, and openly blamed his ſloath: the perfidious <hi>Orchomenes,</hi> who with the life, would alſo have taken away the Honour of his Enemy, ſaid, he knew him better than the reſt, and had alwaies made a judgment of him, different from that of others, and that he believed he would not come at all.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Barzanes</hi> who dearly loved <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> ſupported impatiently their murmures, and ſtill aſſured the Prince of the <hi>Maſſegetes,</hi> that he would not fail to appear, usleſs ſome impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tant adventure hindred; <hi>Alcamenes</hi> himſelf was aſtoniſht at the delay of <hi>Cleomenes,</hi> and for ſome moments, thought that he wanted courage for this enterprize; at laſt he heard the moſt remote ſay that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was come, that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was hard by, and a little after they ſaw him approach, or rather the furious <hi>Menalippa</hi> in his Arms, in a poſture ſo terri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, that it had been eaſie to have perceived, with a little obſervation, that ſhe was agita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with ſome other paſſion than the deſire of glory; the <hi>Dacians</hi> gave a great ſhout at his arrival and <hi>Orchomenes</hi> believing himſelf betray'd by his Servants, beheld him to whom he had given the commiſſion, with a menacing eye, and by an inflamed regard, reproacht his fidelity.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as <hi>Menalippa</hi> was in the Field, not muſing her ſelf with formalities, ſhe road to the end of the Barriers, and faſtning her ſelf in the Saddle, ſhe ſtarted with a mighty impe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tuoſity, (imploring aſſiſtance from the Gods, ſhe might paſs her Javelin through the throat of her Enemy.) <hi>Alcamenes</hi> ſtarted at the ſame time, but having no deſign to hurt <hi>Cleomenes,</hi> he had choſen the weakeſt Javelin he could find, and inſtead of addreſſing it to the Vizor, or any other dangerous place, he threw it againſt the middle of the Buckler, where it brake without any further effect; <hi>Menalippa</hi> aim'd hers directly at <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s Vizor, but whether it were by the fury of her courſe, or paſſion, or the little experience ſhe had in this exerciſe which made her fail in the attempt; her blow ſliding by his Caſque, it paſt without doing any harm; then drawing her Sword, ſhe made to her Enemy, who expected her in the ſame poſture.</p>
               <p>She aimed many blows at him which he put by with his Buckler, and wherein he percei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved, if not more force, at leaſt more fury, than he could have expected from <hi>Cleomenes:</hi> ſtruck only at thoſe places where he found her covered with her Buckler, being very care<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful
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not to hurt a man, who only ſought to ſerve him, and as he had not been accuſtomed to ſport and feign in ſuch occaſions, he was quite aſhamed of the perſon he repreſented, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing obliged in this Combate to diſſemble that valour, which on all occaſions he ſo prodigally teſtified.</p>
               <p>At laſt, the impatient <hi>Menalippa,</hi> breathing nothing but fire, made a furious blow, which he avoiding, it fell upon her own Horſe, and the Blade being exceeding good, it gave him ſuch a wound, that the inraged Beaſt ran with all his force to the end of the Field, yet not ſo ſwiftly, but the Princeſs had leiſure to quit her Stirrups and alight. <hi>Alcamenes</hi> (joyful to ſee his enemy on foot, ready to terminate the Combate after the manner he had deſigned with <hi>Cleomenes)</hi> alighted, and approached <hi>Menalippa,</hi> with his drawn Sword. The deſperate Princeſs caſt her ſelf upon him, with ſo much fury, that the Prince could not prevent (her Sword meeting with the default of his Arms) a light wound.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> was aſtoniſht at this fury of <hi>Cleomenes,</hi> and ſeeing that all the ſpectators were too far to underſtand what they ſaid, <hi>Friend,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>thou ſpareſt me not, and if thou fight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt long, thou wilt not repreſent amiſſe the perſon of</hi> Alcimedon. Theſe words confirmed the Princeſs in the belief ſhe had againſt <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and not induring a diſcourſe wherein he ſeemed to play with the deſtiny of poor <hi>Alcimedon, Ah Traytor,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>haſt thou imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned that the obſcurity of the Wood could hide thy Treaſon? or doſt thou think to ſave thy ſelf by thy deceit? Give me death immediately, or expect to loſe thy life by the hand of thy moſt mortal Enemy.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Their Caſques ſo diſguiſed each others voice, that they could not diſcern it; yet <hi>Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> knew that it was not <hi>Cleomenes,</hi> found himſelf in a great confuſion, and his own confu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion turning into a fury, which <hi>Menalippa</hi> was not likely to reſiſt, <hi>What ſoever thou art,</hi> ſaid he, with a menacing tone, <hi>thou ſhalt loſe thy life by the hand of</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>and thou haſt done ill to draw me out of an order which might have preſerved thee.</hi> He accompanied theſe words with many blows, which put <hi>Menalippa</hi> into diſorder, and made her Arms bluſh with ſome drops of blood.</p>
               <p>The Judges and Spectators obſerved this redoubled fury, and eaſily perceived a difference between the beginning and the end of the Combate.</p>
               <p>The Princeſs could no longer ſuſtain the ſhower of blows which fell upon her, which drew blood in many places, and at laſt the irritated <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> preſſing her between his arms: though ſhe yielded in ſtrength to few men, and that ſhe imployed at this time all that na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture hath given her, he threw her to the Earth, and tearing off her Caſque with violence, <hi>You muſt dye,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>or yield me the victory.</hi> He had ſcarce finiſhed theſe few words, but caſting his eys upon his Enemies face, he ſaw the treſſes of long hair which diſcovered her ſex, and perceived at laſt, in ſpight of all contrary appearances the face of <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>O Gods! how great was the Prince <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s, aſtoniſhment at this ſight, and with what motions was he ſeized at ſo unexpected a ſpectacle. Truly (great Princeſſes) it is difficult to expreſs that, which he that reſented it, is certainly unable to relate.</p>
               <p>Aſtoniſhment gave place to grief, and beſide the ſorrow he received for the wounds he gave her, and in that he had preſented his threatning Sword to her fair face, he could not ſee <hi>Menalippa</hi> metamorphoſed into a Souldier for his deſtruction, without becoming in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>finitely ſenſible of the hatred which carried her to ſo great an extremity, imagining that ſhe knew him as <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and as <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and that <hi>Cleomenes</hi> had diſcovered or be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tray'd him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> gave him time to make this reflexion, through the aſtoniſhment which her fall had cauſed, but when ſhe was come to her ſelf, ſeeing that ſhe was between the arms of her Enemy (who had not lifted up the vizor of his Caſque, becauſe for divers reaſons he would not ſhew his face to the Judges) ſhe indeavoured to diſ-intangle her ſelf, and to ſeize the Sword which he held in his hand; but <hi>Alcamenes</hi> holding her arm, and preſſing hers between his, more like a lover than an Enemy, <hi>Ah</hi> Menalippa! ſaid he, <hi>what hatred is this, that hath carried you to ſuch violent extremities against</hi> Alcamenes? Alcimedon <hi>hath in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>curr'd your diſpleaſure, but</hi> Alcimedon <hi>hath been ſufficiently puniſhed, and I have made him ſuffer thoſe miſeries, which poſſibly your ſelf would have been ſo pitiful not to have ordained him. Inſtead of culpable</hi> Alcimedon <hi>receive</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>whom I preſent unto you, in whom you will find all the love, and all the fidelity, which were ſometimes agreeable to you in the perſon of</hi> Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedon; <hi>and you will find here thoſe advantages, which you could not have met with in the perſon of a miſerable Unknown.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Thus ſpake <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and it ſeemed that his evil <hi>Genius</hi> had dictated all the words he ut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered, ſo proper they were to confirm the Princeſs of the manner of <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s death, and <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s Treaſon, which working violent effects upon her ſpirit, ſhe diſ-intangled her ſelf from the paſſionate imbraces of her conquerour: <hi>Traytor,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>ſince<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>thou haſt</hi>
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                  <hi>puniſhed</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>puniſh alſo the unfortunate</hi> Menalippa, <hi>and give her death by thy cruel hand, or prepare thy ſelf to receive thine from hers. Alcamenes</hi> unable to hold her, recoyled ſome paces, and prepared to preſent his breaſt, to ſatisfie her cruelty, when he ſaw the Judges of the Field with him, who, during their conteſt, had deſcended the Scaffold, and knowing <hi>Menalippa,</hi> they ran to ſeparate them, and interpoſing between them, hindred her cruel intent; but in a few moments the Judges were not alone, for <hi>Amalthea,</hi> with the Princes from her Scaffold, having known the face of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and ſeeing it was her, who fighting had received divers wounds, unable to ſubmit to the Empire of reaſon, in the violence of her pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rental compaſſion, which maſtered it, ſhe cry'd Treaſon, and that it was not againſt <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don,</hi> but <hi>Menalippa,</hi> that <hi>Alcamenes</hi> had fought; that the Princeſs was wounded poſſibly to death; and that the cruel man, who had put her into that condition, ought to loſe his life as a puniſhment of his crime.</p>
               <p>As ſhe uttered theſe words, they cryed <hi>Arms,</hi> (which the Queen tranſported with grief, hindred not:) The thouſand <hi>Dacian</hi> Cavaliers, who guarded the Field, overthrew the Bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riers, to be revenged on <hi>Alcamenes;</hi> but the <hi>Scythians,</hi> who ſaw them, did as much on their ſide to ſuccour their Prince; and if the moſt zealous of the <hi>Dacians</hi> took up their Princeſs to carry her into the Queens arms, the moſt affectionate amongſt the <hi>Scythians,</hi> covered their Prince with their Bucklers and Bodies, giving him time to take Horſe, and put himſelf into a fighting condition.</p>
               <p>The two Judges of the Field having proteſted their innocency, as to the breach of Treaty, took leave of each other, to attend their charges, and in a ſhort time this Field was the place of a general Battel, then a particular Combate.</p>
               <p>The King of <hi>Scythia</hi> beholding with diſpleaſure the rupture of the Truce, ran to his Troops, and commanded all the Princes and Chiefs to their charges, to draw the Army out, into the beſt order which the neceſſity of affairs would permit.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Merodates, Phrataphernes, Euardes,</hi> and his companions, had performed the ſame on their parts; and whil'ſt thoſe who mingled themſelves at the Combate, in a diſorderly and bloody confuſion, ſtrove for the Victory, by little and little increaſing, they ſaw themſelves fortified by two great Armies. As they fought in diſorder, ſo I cannot very orderly follow my diſcourſe; and as I oblige my ſelf rather to the particular actions of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> than to theirs that fought for him; I will only ſay, that the Prince finding himſelf that day animated with the moſt violent grief and anger he had ever reſented in his life, he made thoſe who were ſo unhappy as to preſent themſelves before him, ſuch eaſie ſacrifices, that they rather took him for a Fury, than any thing mortal.</p>
               <p>This Battel had the form of a Maſſacre without choice or diſtinction, party againſt party, the vanquiſht with the vanquiſher, and the dying with their Murtherers were invelloped in the ſame ruine. <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> who could not fear death, but rather through his rage indea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured to render his depart more funeſt to his Enemies, left every where bloody marks of his fury. The firſt of the Enemy-Princes who preſented himſelf, was the diſloyal <hi>Orchome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> who fierce with the death of the pretended <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> marcht to the encounter with more boldneſs than before, and who (conducted by his evil Genius, and the Daemon reven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger of perfidies) durſt with a Troop of his men attend the furious Prince: but ſcarce had he ſeen the fall of ſome of them, by that redoubted hand, but repenting his raſhneſs, he trem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled, waxt pale under his Arms, and deſigned a retreat amongſt his Souldiers, when the ir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritated Prince (maugre their reſiſtance who would have oppoſed) thruſt his Sword through his body chaſing thence his diſloyal ſoul, not ſuffering it to rejoyce in the crime of that day.</p>
               <p>After the death of <hi>Orchomenes,</hi> who was ſeconded valiantly by all his ſubjects, and all cut in pieces by that mighty hand; which paſt from them amongſt the <hi>Bithinians,</hi> and ſeeing the proud <hi>Euardes</hi> at their head, he caſt himſelf like a Lyon upon him, and at two blows with his Sword, deprived him of life.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Bithinians</hi> loſt courage at the death of their Prince, and falling ſoul on thoſe that fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed, had cauſed by their diſorder the loſs of the whole day, if <hi>Barzanes</hi> on the one ſide, and <hi>Merodates</hi> on the other, had not rallied the fugitives, and fortified thoſe trembling Troops with the beſt aſſurance they could; yet not ſo happily, but that by the valour of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and the King his Father, and divers brave Princes, who fought under their Enſigns, a geart part of the <hi>Dacian</hi> Army were Routed.</p>
               <p>Day now, as the time before, was <hi>Alcamenes</hi> greateſt Enemy; his Victory had been in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tire, if the darkneſs which covered the face of the Earth, had not hindred: The <hi>Dacians</hi> loſt more than twenty five thouſand men, but the <hi>Scythians</hi> not above ten thouſand.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Barzanes</hi> and <hi>Merodates</hi> cauſed a retreat to be ſounded, and <hi>Orontes</hi> (whom the effuſion of ſo much blood had filled with compaſſion) did the like, and permitted the <hi>Dacians</hi> to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tire to their Camp.</p>
               <p>
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But doubtleſs, great Princeſſes, this long relation hath been troubleſome to you, and, if you pleaſe, I will defer the reſt to another day.</p>
               <p>This Princeſſes, who had given great attention to the diſcourſe of <hi>Megacles,</hi> would not permit him to leave off, and having aſſured him, that they ſhould hear the continuation with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out incommodity, he cauſing Lights to be ſet up in the Chamber, by reaſon the day began to fail, thus continued his Diſcourſe.</p>
               <trailer>The end of the third BOOK.</trailer>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="book">
               <head>THE HISTORY OF ALCAMENES <hi>and</hi> MENALIPPA.</head>
               <head type="sub">BOOK. IIII.</head>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HE ſucceſs of this day in all likelihood, ought to have given as much ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction to the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> as diſpleaſure and confuſion to his Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies; and it is certain, that by this notable loſs, and the little hopes there was left of their remaining forces, the <hi>Dacians</hi> could not expect a fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourable event to this War; this fill'd him with joy, and fortified his hopes, but his content could not but be imperfect, whil'ſt he obſerved the grief, or rather the deſpair of <hi>Alcamenes.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This diſconſolate Prince, inſtead of rejoycing at his Victory, and the grand actions he had done that day, being retired from the place of Battel, with all the marks of rage and fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry in his eyes and face, entred his Chamber, which he faſtned upon him, and threw himſelf on a Bed, not permitting any to ſee him, or ſearch ſome light wounds he had received. The King who was advertized thereof, went to his Chamber, and by the priviledge of his au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thority ſaw him, and cauſed him to permit the dreſſing of his wounds, but could not diminiſh his ſadneſs, nor cauſe him to enter into any converſation.</p>
               <p>He conceived, this violent diſpleaſure proceeded from the diſhonour he might fancy the fighting with a woman had brought to his Arms; and after he had done his indeavor to com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort him upon this accident, ſuppoſing time would do the reſt, he bid him Good night, and retired to his Chamber. It was ſome comfort to the Prince to find himſelf alone, and this ſolitude ſerved to repreſent the cauſe of his griefs more lively than before. The ſight of <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nalippa</hi> an <hi>Amazon,</hi> and of <hi>Menalippa</hi> arm'd againſt his life, had rather increaſed than di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miniſht his love; and the hatred of that irritated Princeſſe, which in likelihood ought to have leſſened his affection, ſeemed to have given new forces to torment him. She appeared (under thoſe Arms, and in that condition, wherein he had ſeen her ſubject to his victorious Sword) more charming than ordinary; but after he had ſome time dwelt upon this Idea, he remembred that he had fought againſt this ſo beautiful and beloved Warriour, that he had drawn blood from her fair body, and offered his menacing Blade to her adored face; this thruſt him into an unſupportable grief, and from grief he paſt to a mortal diſpair.</p>
               <p>He conſidered how great a hatred it muſt be, that could drive her to ſuch extremities, he call'd to remembrance how fruitleſs all his ſubmiſſions were, after he had put himſelf into a
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poſture of approaching her, and in what horrible fury he had left her, when he was conſtrain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to ſeparate from her.</p>
               <p>From thence, running over all the circumſtances of his misfortune, ſeeking the cauſe with incredible torment, yet could not he imagine what it might be, unleſs that either <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> had betray'd him, (which he could not imagine;) or that he had been betrayed in the place where he lay that night, and carried to the <hi>Dacian</hi> Camp, and there conſtrained to declare that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> was <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and that the innocent deluſion was diſcovered, which he had made uſe of as an evaſion, in that Caprice whereinto Fortune had throwa him; he was confirmed in this belief by the words which <hi>Menalippa</hi> ſpake in the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bate, and by the reproach ſhe caſt upon him for his Treaſons, committed in the obſcurity of the Wood; and having ſetled his perſwaſions here, <hi>Ah me!</hi> ſaid he, <hi>is</hi> Alcimedon Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes! <hi>Son to the enemy of</hi> Amalthea? <hi>but is it true alſo that</hi> Alcamenes <hi>is</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>who hath rendred ſo important ſervices to the Crown of</hi> Dacia, <hi>who hath loved</hi> Menalippa <hi>a thouſand times more than his life, and who hath had the happineſſe to be loved by her. I ought to have believed (amiable and cruel Princeſſe) that your affection to</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>would not erace your hatred to</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>and that you were generous enough to ſtifle (in the hatred of your Houſe) a particular affection; if in knowing me for</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>you knew me for the Son of your Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, yet you have learnt thereby, that</hi> Alcimedon <hi>was no Impoſtor, when he profeſt himſelf to be a great Prince, and when he promiſed to give you the Crown of</hi> Scythia.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>But, blind that I am,</hi> (ſaid he, a little after) <hi>ought I not to remember an evil that hath coſt me ſo many tears? and have I not proved, that without the aſſiſtance of</hi> Alcamenes, Alcimedon <hi>was ſufficiently odious to</hi> Menalippa; <hi>and that cruel baniſhment, wherein I have lingered ſo many unfortunate days, hath it not ſufficiently declared the hatred of my Princeſſe? and could I hope that the knowledge of</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>to a heart already pique'd againſt</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>would produce any other effects, than thoſe, unfortunate one I, now ſuffer.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ah Gods!</hi> added he, <hi>if it might be permitted me to murmure againſt you, I would re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proach you with the falſity of your promiſe: for if it be true that I have ſuccoured my Father with ſucceſſe, it is as true that this ſight of</hi> Menalippa <hi>which you ordained me, is the greateſt misfortune that can happen to me in my life, ſince by this viſit I have found her more cruel, and inexorable, than I could have imagined; nor have I ſeen her—O Gods! but to preſent my Sword unto her beautiful breaſt, and to draw blood from her fair Body.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Speaking thus, he felt his Grief boyl into rage, and caſting his eys by chance upon the Sword which he had uſed in the Battel, and upon which he might ſtill have obſerved ſome drops of <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s blood, had not the mixture of ſo much which he had ſpilt that day, confounded it: <hi>Perfidious inſtrument of my crime,</hi> (cry'd he,) <hi>the firſt ſervice thou haſt ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dred me, hath been ſufficiently fatal to me: if I had the Sword of</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>which I left with</hi> Cleomenes, <hi>and which is now in</hi> Menalippa<hi>'s power, it would poſſibly, better than I, have known</hi> Alcimedon<hi>'s divinity, and would have denyed obedience to the ſacrilegious hand which drew it against her; but this firſt ſervice ſhall be the laſt I will receive from thee, for I ſhall be aſhamed to wear the criminal ſteel, that hath drawn blood from</hi> Menalippa. Saying thus, he brake it into ſeveral pieces, not without a revery of ſome moments, whether it were not better to plunge it into his breaſt.</p>
               <p>Thus did he paſſe the Night, tormenting himſelf; and, the day appearing ere he had ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſought or found a moment of reſt, one of his Squires, who entred his Chamber, rela<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted that the Queen <hi>Amalthea,</hi> under pretence of carrying off her dead, demanded of the King, Eight Days Truce.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> who well knew into what condition the Enemy was reduced, and, that if the King would take his advantage, he might ruine them in a day, had reaſon to fear that he would refuſe the Queens demand, and finding himſelf too culpable towards <hi>Menalip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa,</hi> he ſent, and inſtantly deſired the King to grant <hi>Amalthea</hi>'s deſire; The King <hi>Oron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes,</hi> who naturally was an excellent Prince, and who beheld with regret this effuſion of blood, conſidering alſo the prayer of his Son, he thereupon granted <hi>Amalthea</hi> the Eight Days Truce: and having given orders to fetch off, and bury the Dead, and incamped his Army further off, by reaſon of the infection of the Air, he went into his Son's Chamber, with a ſpirit full of tenderneſs, and quite bent upon a reſolution which he now diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered.</p>
               <p>He found <hi>Alcamenes</hi> in the condition I repreſented him, and though he indeavoured to recall himſelf in the Kings preſence, yet was it difficult to hinder the whole appearance of his grief from him: The King having ſometime entertained him with the affairs of the War, and ſeeing he could not draw a word from him which was not diffected into ſighs
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and ſobbs, he reſolved to oblige him to diſover his heart; to advance which deſign, he took one of his hands, and preſſing it between his own with much affection, <hi>My Son</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>I cannot taſte with ſatisfaction the advantages your valour hath given us, nor rejoyce to ſee in a few days my Kingdom intirely delivered from its Enemies, ſo long as you appear in this condition, wherein, to my extream ſorrow, I behold you; I alwayes hoped better things from your courage, what reaſon ſoever you had to afflict your ſelf, and I muſt believe it exceeding great, ſince it can conquer a heart like that of</hi> Alcamenes: <hi>I thought yeſterday, upon the firſt obſervation of your ſadneſſe, that it proceeded from drawing your Sword againſt a Woman, and a fair Princeſſe, but ſeeing you this day in the extremities of the moſt violent grief, I believe it could not render it ſelf ſo powerful over your ſpirit, were it not fortified by ſome other paſſion; and it is not impoſſible, but that in the moment, wherein the fair face of</hi> Menalippa <hi>appeared to you in the Combate, it might produce love enough in your Soul, to reſent the violence of your Sword againſt her, and for having drawn ſome drops of her blood. Bluſh not</hi> Alcamenes, (continued the King, ſeeing him change colour) <hi>if this be the true cauſe of the ſadneſſe, wherein you appear to the eyes of a Father who dearly loves you; you ſhall receive no hindrance from him, to the compleating your felicity; and though the action of</hi> Menalippa <hi>hath ſomething in it very contrary to the ſweetneſſe and moderation of her ſex, yet hath ſhe many vertues, as I have heard by the common report, which makes me look-over this action. And born ſhe is of a Blood, and in a Fortune, which might make you hope from me an approbation of your love; and indeed the Heir of</hi> Dacia <hi>is a perſon conſiderable enough, to ſurprize the affections of the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt Prince; and the repoſe of</hi> Alcamenes <hi>is dear enough to me, to make me overcome thoſe reſentments I might have againſt my Enemies. If your ſadneſſe may be diſpell'd by this propoſition; I will offer peace to</hi> Amalthea; <hi>in a time when ſhe can no longer make War againſt us, and with the Peace, propoſe to her the marriage of</hi> Alcamenes <hi>with</hi> Mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lippa. <hi>She will not perhaps be ſo obſtinate in her hatred towards me, as to ſhut her eyes againſt ſo great advantages; and ſhe will be ill adviſed, to refuſe a Peace, when it lyes in our power to ruine her; or reject for her Daughter, the greateſt and moſt advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gious Match ſhe could wiſh.</hi> Whilſt <hi>Alcamenes</hi> heard the King ſpeak thus, though he received by this diſcourſe but an imperfect joy, yet could he not diſſemble it, and kiſſing the Kings hand with a profound reverence, and ſome ſighs, which he could not retain, <hi>My Lord,</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>beſide the obligations which are common to me with all children, I have particular ones to your bonnty, which I cannot diſſemble without ingra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>titude; I will not deny to your Majeſty, (ſince you have diſcovered it againſt my will) that the face of</hi> Menalippa <hi>inſpired me with love, when my Sword was upon the point to have given her death; I will ſay no more, nor give bounds to a bounty too great for</hi> Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes. <hi>But if your Majeſty hath any inclination to this alliance, I will receive it with all the reſpect I ought; I doubt only, that all the advantages which</hi> Amalthea <hi>can find, will not bow the spirit of</hi> Menalippa; <hi>and I beſeech your Majeſty, not to uſe the authority of the Queen to force her inclination.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> ſaid no more: and the King, who knew his intent, and who, as I told you, was weary of the War, though it had continued but a little while, and preferring the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe of his people before a bloody Victory, having commanded the Prince to comfort himſelf, and to hope all things from his care; left the Chamber, and paſt into his own: where ſending for <hi>Amphimachus,</hi> Prince of the <hi>Tauro-Scythes,</hi> he largely inſtructed him with his intention, and giving him a Letter to Queen <hi>Amalthea,</hi> cauſed him to depart to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards the Enemies Camp.</p>
               <p>Here it was that Grief and Deſolation put on their true ſhape, and if the whole Camp, groaning for the loſſe of ſo many thouſands, that had been ſlain that day, for the death of the Prince of <hi>Bithinia,</hi> and the King of the <hi>Nomades,</hi> and for that of a great number of principal Officers, who had left their Bodies in the Field, as Trophies of <hi>Scythian</hi> Valor; The Queen, to the great cauſe ſhe had to regret this loſs, joyned the grief ſhe reſented at <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s deſpair.</p>
               <p>She cauſed her to be carried off the Field, to be diſarm'd, and her wounds dreſt; and though they were but light, yet the unconſolable grief of the Princeſs, would have put the leaſt bodily diſtemper into a capacity of indangering of life.</p>
               <p>In vain had the Queen imbraced her, and bedewed her face with tears; in vain had ſhe con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jured her by the moſt preſſing words affection could put into her mouth, to declare the cauſe of her deſpair, and funeſt reſolution.</p>
               <p>The deſperate Princeſs anſwered not but by ſobbs and tears, which flowed inceſſantly from her fair eys, or if the afflicted Mother could ſometimes force a few words from her,
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they ſo ſavoured of rage and fury, that they eaſily diſcovered her Soul to be poſſeſt with a mortal ſadneſs.</p>
               <p>But though <hi>Menalippa</hi> could not conceal her grief, yet ſhe would her love; chooſing rather to ſuffer the perpetual demands of the Queen, than confeſſe ſhe had loved <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don,</hi> and that it was for him ſhe fought with <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and was faln into deſpair. Not<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>withſtanding the pre-occupation of her Soul, ſhe cauſed <hi>Beliſa</hi> to order the Body of <hi>Alci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon,</hi> ſecretly to be buried (which was very eaſie amongſt ſo many thouſands that kept him company) and this Maid who with <hi>Leander</hi> had carried it to the Camp, according to her orders, would nevertheleſs divulge nothing of this adventure, having not yet received the Princeſſes commands: ſo ſhe put the Body of <hi>Cleomenes</hi> in an unfrequented place, where it could not be known by reaſon of the wounds in his face, and being ſtript of <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s Arms, which might have made him obſerved.</p>
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                  <hi>Menalippa,</hi> in her deſign of concealing her love from the world, received ſome ſatisfacti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on from this diſcretion of <hi>Beliſa,</hi> charging her to recommend the ſecret to <hi>Leander,</hi> and all thoſe who knew ought of this adventure.</p>
               <p>The Queen preſſed her unceſſantly to reveal the truth, partly to underſtand the cauſe of her deſpair, and alſo to know how ſhe came by <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s Armour, and what was be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>come of that valiant man, and how he permitted her to fight in his place; yet he could never draw the leaſt word out of her mouth, that might give any ſatisfaction in what ſhe deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, and all that ſhe could obtain, was a promiſe to declare the truth within ſix days, on condition that till then ſhe would give her the liberty of her tears, without troubling her for a clearer knowledge.</p>
               <p>The Queen, who even adored her, and placed in her only, all her affections and hopes, was conſtaained to be ſatisfied with this promiſe; and though ſhe diſapproved and condem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned the furious reſolution and Combate of her Daughter, which ſhe could not attribute but to a violent deſpair, yet durſt ſhe not blame her for this action, as ſhe would doubtleſs have done, had ſhe been in a condition capable of reproof.</p>
               <p>Yet was not <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s heart ſo repleniſht with her own misfortunes, but there was room left to reſent the Queen's; and ſeeing her drowned in tears at her Pillow, <hi>Madam,</hi> (ſaid ſhe) <hi>I render my ſelf unworthy, by my folly, of that bounty you testifie towards me; In the Name of the Gods, allay the troubles of your ſpirit, and hope with me from the bounty of Heaven, that mine will repoſe it ſelf, when yours becomes more ſerene.</hi> Ah <hi>Menalippa! reply'd the Queen with a ſigh,</hi> You have little reaſon to ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine my ſpirit can be at reſt, whilſt yours remains in the condition it now appears; and you have little valued my repoſe, when you expoſed a Daughter, more dear to me than my own life, to the conquering Sword of the valianteſt man upon Earth. <hi>I am not</hi> (re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ply'd ſadly <hi>Menalippa) the firſt perſon of my ſex that hath drawn a Sword againſt men, and you your ſelf have inspired me with Warlike inclinations, by the education you gave me; however this action may partly be excuſed to you, by the hatred which, with my milk, you have made me ſuck againſt the Fâmily of</hi> Orontes, <hi>and which I believed might reaſonably transport me to this extremity, againſt the Son of my Fathers Mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therer, againſt a man, who robbs us of the hopes of revenge, and of the poſſeſſion of</hi> Scythia, <hi>which the Gods hath promiſed us, and againſt a man, to whom for other reaſons alſo, I have an irreconcileable averſion.</hi> It muſt be, <hi>Menalippa, (reply'd the Queen, and ſhaking her head)</hi> that theſe deſperate reſolutions againſt <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> have ſome deeper cauſes, than thoſe that are common to us both; and, were he not born of your Father's Murtherer, he hath done nothing in this War, nor in the Combate againſt you, but what might rather cauſe eſteem than averſion. <hi>Pardon me Madam,</hi> (repli'd <hi>Menalippa</hi> briſquely) <hi>in that my reſentments are not con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formable to yours, and, if I have not generoſity to love enough vertue in mine Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies. Amalthea</hi> knew by the manner of pronouncing theſe words, that ſhe could not contradict her without augmenting her affliction, and a little after going out of the Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, ſhe permitted her to paſſe the night (through her inſtant intreaties) without any other company ſave that of <hi>Beliſa.</hi>
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               <p>During the remainder of this night (which ſhe gave wholly to ſighs and tears, for un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happy <hi>Alcimedon)</hi> ſhe made often reflections on the actions and words of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> in the Combate; and obſerving (amongſt thoſe cruel ones, whereby he owned the death of <hi>Alcimedon)</hi> that he was in love with her, and offered himſelf to her, with all the marks of a paſſionate man, ſhe became aſtoniſht at the quick birth of his love, and flat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tered her ſelf poſſibly (notwithſtanding her mortal grief) with the glory of ſuch a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>queſt;
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and of the quick and marvellous effects of her beauty. After a long revery, <hi>If it be true (ſaid ſhe) that</hi> Alcamenes <hi>loves me, I praiſe the gods for the occaſions they have given me, of revenging his cruelty by that I will exerciſe againſt him; and if the Bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barian be ſo happy to eſcape the death which I prepare for him, I will make him feel from this heart, pre-occupied by a paſſion ſo juſt, all that a juſt reſentment can inspire me with of moſt cruel, and moſt conformable to the hatred I bear him.</hi>
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               <p>In theſe furious thoughts ſhe paſſed the night, and part of the next day, receiving ſome nouriſhment, and permitting them to dreſſe her wounds, not out of love to life, but of deſign to imploy it wholly in revenging <hi>Alcimedon.</hi>
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               <p>Part of the day was paſt, when they came to advertize the Queen, that the Prince of the <hi>Tauro-Scythes</hi> deſired admittance from the King of <hi>Scythia.</hi> What hatred ſoever ſhe bare his Maſter, yet knew ſhe how to treat Ambaſſadours, eſpecially in a time where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in Fortune had been adverſe to her, and where ſhe was forced to acknowledge, that the ſurety of her Troops, and ſafety of her perſon, depended wholly upon his bounty.</p>
               <p>She received the Prince in the preſence of <hi>Merodates, Phrataphern, Barzanes,</hi> and other principal Officers of the Army. <hi>Amphimacus</hi> preſented her with a Letter from <hi>Orontes,</hi> by which he hoped to incline her more than by the mouth of his Ambaſſadour: <hi>Amalthea</hi> opened it in the preſence of the Princes, and read aloud theſe words.</p>
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                     <head>ORONTES King of <hi>SCYTHIA,</hi> to the Queen of <hi>DACIA.</hi>
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                        <hi>IT is not in my power (great Queen) to blot out of your memory, the loſſe you have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived by our Armes; But I can eaſily repreſent to you, that the King</hi> Decebalus <hi>dy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed in the Field with his Sword in his hand, without trechery, cruelty, or any circumſtance, that might inſpire you with a greater hatred towards me, than other common Enemies. You have already powred forth much blood in his revenge, and you ought to be ſatisfied with the death of a hundred thouſand men, whom you have ſacrificed to his Ghoſt. Few Women have ſo ſolemnly and gloriouſly acquitted them of their conjugal affection; But it is enough (Great Queen) and I demand peace in a time, when you may well judge I can nothing apprehend the event of the War: There is blood enough ſpilt, and I have pity both upon your Subjects and mine own: And (if you refuſe it not) I deſire your amity and Alliance; the gods, as I am informed, have promiſed the Crown of</hi> SCYTHIA <hi>to the Princeſſe</hi> MENA<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>LIPPA <hi>your Daughter, and I offer it, in preſenting</hi> ALCAMENES <hi>for her Huſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>band; I beleive 'tis thus the gods would be underſtood; and all other wayes to advance her upon the Throne of our Anceſtors, will be found leſſe eaſie.</hi> MENALIPPA <hi>hath con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quered</hi> SCYTHIA <hi>in a moment, ſince in a moment ſhe hath conquered the heart of</hi> AL<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>CAMENES, <hi>and this Prince, whoſe life ſhe aſſaulted with ſo much animoſitie, layes the ſame life, with the Crown I ſhall leave him, at her feet. The Prince of the</hi> TAURO<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>SCYTHES <hi>(whom I have impowred) will negotiate according to your Commands, ſo ſoon as you let him underſtand them; and will teſtifie unto you, how much I deſire the union of our Crowns, Families, and Affections.</hi>
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               <p>Whilſt <hi>Amalthea</hi> readd this Letter, the divers agitations of her Soul were legible upon her face, and if on one ſide the reſentment of the King her Husbands death poſſeſſed ſtill her ſpirit, filling it with averſion to the King of <hi>Scythia,</hi> on the other part the advantage ſhe found in his offer, and the pitiful condition ſhe was in through the defeat of her Amry, of which in all likelihood ſhe could expect nothing but the intire ruine, diſarm'd by de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grees that revenge, which ſhe had preſerved ſo many years, forcing her to give Reaſon audience, though hitherto ſhe had preferred Paſſion and Animoſity; and beſide, compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring the offer of <hi>Orontes</hi> with the Oracles, which had promiſed the Crown of <hi>Scythia</hi> to the Princeſs her Daughter, her eyes were opened to theſe appearances, and judged that it was by this Marriage, and not by Force, the Gods intended ſhe ſhould be Queen of <hi>Scythia.</hi>
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               <p>Whilſt ſhe rowled theſe thoughts in her mind, without expreſſing them to the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, <hi>Merodates,</hi> being amorous of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and impatient of a propoſition which deſtroyed his hopes, cryed with precipitation, that the offer of <hi>Orontes</hi> ought not to be imbraced, and that the Gods, Blood, and Nature, would be viſibly offended, in caſe <hi>Menalippa</hi> ſhould marry with the Son of her Father's Murtherer; <hi>Phrataphern</hi> (full of amorous pretences) confirm'd his exclamation, and added what ever he thought capable to authorize it: but <hi>Barzanes,</hi> (more prudent than they) though he exceedingly reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the death of the King his Brother, found no difficulty to tell the Queen (after they had
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conducted the Ambaſſadour of <hi>Scythia</hi> into another Chamber) that ſhe ought to receive with open arms the Kings propoſition; and that this fortune, which at this time was ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry great for <hi>Menalippa,</hi> could not with prudence be rejected, at a time, wherein through the defeat of their Army, they lay expoſed to the mercy of the Enemy; where neither the valour of <hi>Merodates</hi> nor <hi>Phrataphern,</hi> could hinder them from being cut in pieces, if the <hi>Scythians</hi> had any ſuch intent. The reaſons of <hi>Barzanes</hi> were confirmed by all the Offi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cers of the Army, and by <hi>Pharnaces,</hi> who having a few moments before loſt all hope of re-ſeeing their dear Country, could not hear the propoſition of ſo glorious a peace and ſo little expected by all appearances, without proteſting aloud to the Queen, that (unleſs ſhe intended their intire ruine) ſhe would not reject it.</p>
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                  <hi>Amalthea</hi> hearkned to this diſcourſe, as unwilling to be accuſed of the deſtruction of thoſe Souldiers which remained, by her obſtinacy, nor could ſhe think without ſome joy, upon the fortune which preſented its ſelf to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> in a conjuncture of time, when ſhe expected to be expos'd, with her, to a multitude of diſgraces; ſo that, maugre the crye; of <hi>Merodates,</hi> and <hi>Phrataphernes,</hi> (who would never conſent, but in a rage departed the Chamber) ſhe ſent for the Prince of the <hi>Tauro-Scythes,</hi> and told him that ſhe willingly imbraced the Peace which he offered, nor had ſhe any repugnance to the Kings Alliance: but it was juſt that ſhe communicated it to her Daughter, who had herein the principal in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tereſt, and whoſe conſent ſhe would demand.</p>
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                  <hi>Amphimacus</hi> reply'd to this diſcourſe of the Queen with much civility and reſpect, who having left him with the King of the <hi>Sarmates,</hi> and the principal Officers of the Army, ſhe with <hi>Barzanes</hi> went into <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s Chamber, to whom ſhe read the King of <hi>Scythia</hi>'s Letter, and informed her, that all the <hi>Dacians</hi> ſetled their deſires on this Peace and Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liance, and her ſelf alſo, who had a deſire to terminate this War by an honourable con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cluſion.</p>
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                  <hi>Amalthea</hi> hoped that notwithſtanding the hatred <hi>Menalippa</hi> had expreſt againſt <hi>Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes,</hi> ſhe would yet ſubmit her reſentments to thoſe of her Mother, and open her eyes to <hi>Orontes</hi>'s advantagious propoſition; but ſcarce had ſhe diſcovered her thoughts, when the irritated Princeſs (caſting a tranſported regard at the Queen); <hi>How Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>do you deſigne me for the Spouſe of</hi> Orontes's <hi>Son, who kill'd</hi> Decebalus, <hi>and who would yeſterday have taken away my life in your preſence, with the ſame Sword wherewith he hath ſlain three Kings, fighting in your Quarrel? and him, againſt whom you have inspired me with ſo much hatred from mine infancy?</hi>
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               <p>Daughter <hi>(replyed the Queen,)</hi> It is not juſt that enmities ſhould be eternal, and pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence commands us to perſevere in, or change, our reſolutions and inclinations, according as they are either advantagious or hurtful: <hi>Alcamenes</hi> is very innocent of the King your Fathers death, and in the death of the Kings, his Enemies, he hath done but his duty; if he wounded you in the Combat not knowing you, he treated you with reſpects ſo ſoon as he knew you; and yielded to you with the Victory, both his heart and liberty; and beſide you know that amongſt all the Princes of the Earth, only the Emperor of the <hi>Romans</hi> is greater than he, and the King of <hi>Parthia</hi> alone his equal; ſo that in our better Fortune you could not have hoped for a more advantagious offer, than that which preſents it ſelf to you, now our Affairs are deſperate, and when the King of <hi>Scythia</hi> can finiſh our ruine, and render himſelf Maſter of our Deſtinies. The King of the <hi>Nomades,</hi> the King of the <hi>Baſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ternes,</hi> and the King of <hi>Bythinia</hi>'s Son, are dead for our intereſts, and of an Army of an Hundred thouſand men, there ſcarce remains Twenty thouſand, and a great part of thoſe wounded, who beg the peace with as much ſtrength as they are weak to return to the Bat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tel; beſide all this, your Deſtiny calls you to it, and you have not ſo little judgment, but to know that the Crown of <hi>Scythia,</hi> promiſed by the gods to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> cannot be Con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quered by our Forces, nor put upon <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s Head, but by her Marriage with <hi>Alcamenes.</hi>
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               <p>To theſe perſwaſions, the Queen added whatever ſhe thought capable to bend the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſe's mind to what ſhe deſired; and before ſhe concluded, made her underſtand, that ſhe askt her conſent but to a thing already reſolved, and to which ſhe abſolutely commanded her to conform her obedience.</p>
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                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> underſtanding the Queens reſolution, and not daring to contradict her long, ſighed with grief, and diſſembling ſo much as ſhe could poſſibly the rage that tranſported her: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>I was not prepared for this dayes Tryal, nor did I think the cauſe of</hi> Orontes <hi>and</hi> Alcamenes <hi>would be handled by the Queen</hi> Amalthea <hi>againſt</hi> Menalippa; <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect cloſeth my mouth, yet will not hinder me to demand till to morrow, to remit my spirit into that obedience which it ought, in which time, I hope ſo to work on my heart, that</hi> I <hi>may contra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dict you no more, but I beſeech you that I may have it intirely free from the viſits of any body.</hi>
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                  <hi>Amalthea</hi> believing that the Princeſs would ſubmit to her will, for the reaſons ſake at leaſt which accompanied it, eaſily granted what ſhe demanded, and having kiſt and imbraced her with all the marks of tenderneſs (to which the diſconſolate Lady made no return) went forth out of the Chamber, commanding that he ſhould be ſeen only by whom ſhe would.</p>
               <p>The Queen acquainted the King of <hi>Scythia</hi>'s Ambaſſador with what had paſſed, intreat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing him to ſtay with her till the morrow, that he might return to his Maſter with the intire reſolution of his Negotiation: The Prince obeyed, ſending one of his Servants to ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertize the King concerning the ſtate of Affairs, and the diſpoſition which he had found in the Queen of <hi>Dacia</hi> to conclude the peace which he had propoſed.</p>
               <p>During the reſt of this Day, and the Night following, the <hi>Dacians</hi> (the evil Eſtate of whoſe Affairs made them ardently deſire the peace, and who the day before had feared their total Defeat, paſſing from mortal fears to the ſweeteſt hopes) gave a thouſand Teſtimonies of their joy; and even thoſe who came from burying their Brothers, or dear Friends, could not but partake in the common ſatisfaction; the thoughts of the Commanders were con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formable to thoſe of the Souldiers; and (except <hi>Merodates</hi> and <hi>Phrataphernes)</hi> there was ſcarce a man in the Army, but appeared full of content, praiſing the moderation of the King of <hi>Scythia.</hi> The next Morning ſo ſoon as the Queen was dreſt, ſhe went into <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nalippa</hi>'s Chamber, imagining that her own time of conſidering being expired, ſhe was diſpoſed to follow her Mothers Commands. But O gods! how great was her aſtoniſhment; when approaching her Daughters Bed, ſhe found her not there, and only ſaw a large open place in the Tent, by which ſhe went out.</p>
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                  <hi>Amalthea</hi> would not give credit to her firſt fears, but going into the Chamber of the Princeſſes Maids, ſhe found them all except <hi>Beliſa,</hi> who lay with her Miſtreſs, but could learn no News of <hi>Menalippa:</hi> Then in paſſing again into her Chamber, ſhe ſaw a Letter upon the Table, which at the firſt ſight ſhe knew to be the Princeſſes hand; ſhe ſnatcht it up with precipitation, and readd theſe words.</p>
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                     <head>MENALIPPA to the Queen AMALTHEA.</head>
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                        <hi>FInding it impoſſible to obey your cruel Command, and being unable (without an extream grief) to ſee my ſelf reduced to a neceſſity of diſobeying you, I have indeavoured by my flight to prevent the one, or other, of theſe evils; and I am poſſibly leſs capable in this action towards you, than if I had openly oppoſed your will; and towards the gods, than if I had eſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pouſed</hi> Alcamenes: <hi>A Barbarian it is, whoſe Crimes (whereof you are ignorant) are known to me, and will be in time declared to you; in the interim (Madam) pardon me, if I preſerve thoſe reſentments wherewith you inſpired me, and if I declare that I will never marry</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>nor any other that cannot bring me</hi> Alcamenes<hi>'s Head: 'tis to this I invite all thoſe who have testified hitherto an inclination to ſerve me, and to this it is that I ſollicite the valiant</hi> Merodates <hi>and</hi> Phrataphernes, <hi>and all thoſe who believe the poſſeſſion of</hi> Menalippa <hi>to be a Fortune good enough to invite them unto any danger. Trouble not your ſelf at my departure; I go before you into</hi> Dacia; <hi>where you ſhall find me, ſo ſoon as you have quitted the Deſign of giving me to</hi> Alcamenes: <hi>It is not without a ſenſible regret that I leave your Majeſty, but I have left a far greater in my Soul, for having been ſo unhappily deceived in my opinion of your affection, which hath abandoned me in a deplorable extremity; but this cruel conſtraint (which I expected not from a nature ſometimes ſo full of bounty) in taking away my laſt conſolations; hath not taken away from me the reſentments of that love, reſpect, and veneration which I have hitherto preſerved for my Mother, and will preſerve to my Tomb.</hi>
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               <p>I know not <hi>(great Princeſſes)</hi> how to expreſs the Queens grief at the reading of this Letter, and the knowledge of <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s flight; all that I can ſay, will be ſo far below the Truth, that you will pardon me if I inlarge not on this part. I will only ſay, that poſſibly never a perſon ſo conſtant and couragious as <hi>Amalthea,</hi> gave ſo publick teſtimonies of grief; ſhe poured forth a River of tears, tore her Hair, and call'd the gods a thouſand times for witneſſes of her misfortunes, and uttered all that a moſt violent grief could in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpire a Soul leſs moderate than hers withall, and when the firſt tranſports were paſt, having ſent for the Princeſſes Domeſtiques, who were all there except <hi>Beliſa</hi> and <hi>Leander,</hi> ſhe knew that only theſe two had accompanied her: you may imagine alſo that ſhe failed not to cauſe many to take Horſe, with order to bring her back if it were poſſible, or to wait upon her into <hi>Dacia,</hi> if her Deſign was to retire thither; part of the Army disbanded upon this occaſion, and the Camp was almoſt quite deſerted through every ones impatience to ſeek
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                  <hi>Menalippa; Merodates</hi> and <hi>Phrataphernes</hi> (content with the rupture of this Marriage, and fierce and proud at the mention <hi>Menalippa</hi> made of them in her Letter, and the confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence they had in their own Valor, having proteſted aloud they would obey this glorious command, that they would loſe their lives, or take away that of <hi>Alcamenes)</hi> took Horſe with the firſt, and followed according to the beſt conjecture the Tract of <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Queen perceiving amongſt the reſt in her Chamber, the King of <hi>Scythia</hi>'s Ambaſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſador, turned towards him (her eyes drowned in tears) and preſenting him the Letter, which ſhe held in her hand; <hi>You may ſee my misfortune,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>and you may acquaint the King your Master, and the Prince his Son, that it is no fault of mine, that the peace and alli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance ſecond not his intent, nay rather, though having deſired it with paſſion, cauſing me to make uſe of my authority out of ſeaſon, I have loſt my Daughter, and with her, all the conſola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of my life.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Prince of the <hi>Tauro-Scythes</hi> anſwering in tears, which expreſt the intereſt he took in her afflictions: <hi>I will hope from the generoſity of</hi> Orontes (added ſhe) <hi>that he will not ſet upon me in my misfortune, nor refuſe me now a peace which himſelf hath offered; the alli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance ſhall be (if he deſires it) compleated ſo ſoon as I have the diſpoſition of my Daughter: in the mean time I demand a free Retreat into my Countrey, promiſing him never to trouble him in his; nor will I ever forget how generouſly he hath uſed his advantages over us.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The <hi>Scythian-</hi>Ambaſſador retired, and quickly after preſented himſelf before his Maſter, who underſtood with much aſtoniſhment the ſucceſs of his Negotiation; <hi>Alcamenes</hi> was leſs aſtoniſht, but mortally afflicted, and perceiving the King uncertain in his reſolution, he conjured him to make up the peace with <hi>Amalthea,</hi> and to permit her to retire peaceably with her Troops; and the King willing to comply with his Son, ſent <hi>Amphimacus</hi> the ſame day to the <hi>Dacian</hi> Camp, with full power to conclude the peace, and to favour the Retreat of the <hi>Dacians</hi> ſo much as the Queen could deſire.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Amalthea</hi> received with joy the courteſie of King <hi>Orontes,</hi> and proteſted ſhe would ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver be his Enemy; then giving order for the march, ſhe diſencamped the next Morning to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards <hi>Dacia,</hi> full of a mortal grief for the loſs of <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Thus ended that War which had been conceived and begun with ſo much noiſe, and ſo fair hopes, and that Army who expected no leſs than the Conqueſt of <hi>Scythia,</hi> returned in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſiderable in their number, and pitiful in their condition, having left the greateſt part of their Companions in that Countrey which a few dayes before they beheld as the Field of their Victories. A little after, the King <hi>Orontes</hi> quitted the City of <hi>Nicia,</hi> and having ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken leave of his now unprofitable Troops, and ordered their Princes his Vaſſals to lead them into their ſeveral Countries, he returned to the chief City, carrying the ſaid <hi>Alcamenes</hi> along with him; which he could never have done, had not his reſpect to the King made him do violence to himſelf.</p>
               <p>You may imagine that his mortal ſadneſs received no ſmall increaſe at the reading of <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nalippa</hi>'s Letter which fell into his hands; nor could he apprehend why this Princeſs (who before theſe laſt effects of his paſſion, had appeared moſt moderate in all her actions) ſhould not be content to have precipitated her ſelf into a dangerous Combat, through the only de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſire of killing him, nor content to have diſobeyed the commands of her Mother, for whom ſhe had alwayes preſerved a profound reſpect; but alſo by her flight to expoſe her perſon to thoſe dangers which do continually threaten her Sex, declaring to the Queen her Mother and all the World, that ſhe would never marry any man but him who brought her <hi>Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> his Head; he could not conſider all theſe things without a clear ſight of <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s hate, which poſſeſt him with the greateſt extremities of grief a heart ever ſubmitted to; and as he continually reaſoned with himſelf upon the cauſe of his unhappineſs: <hi>Is it poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble,</hi> would he ſometimes ſay, <hi>that my being born of</hi> Orontes <hi>ſhould kindle ſo much hatred in a heart I have formerly known ſo generous, and ſo reaſonable? And is it ſo great a Crime for the Son of</hi> Orontes <hi>to love</hi> Menalippa? <hi>And an offence ſo cruel againſt the Daughter of</hi> Amal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thea, <hi>to be loved by the Son of</hi> Orontes, <hi>that it ſhould render the Son a thouſand times more o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dious than the Father, and inſpire her with ſo cruel and deſperate Deſigns againſt him, having never entertained but moderate ones againſt his Father; but what could be this Crime hid and unknown to the Queen her Mother, whereof ſhe accuſed me in the Letter, unleſs it be the bold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of having loved her, knowing my ſelf to be the Son of her Enemy? After what manner ſoever I examine the actions of my life, I can find my ſelf culpable of no other fault, and that methinks cannot juſtly deſerve thoſe puniſhments which the pitileſs</hi> Menalippa <hi>ordains me, nor carry the fair Princeſs to ſuch reſolutions againſt her faithful and innocent adored; the love of</hi> Alcamenes <hi>ſhould appear more conſiderable in the perſon of a man who was Enemy to her houſe, and in the perſon of a Prince who was conceived, born and nouriſht in the hatred of</hi> Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nalippa, <hi>and her Family, rather than in one who had ſubmitted under favourable aſpects, and</hi>
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                  <hi>who had no croſſes in his pretenſions, neither from fortune nor former inclinations; yet it plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed the gods, and my cruel Deſtiny, that this fair and juſt</hi> Menalippa, <hi>ſhould arm her ſelf with an unknown ſteel to take away my life, expoſing her own to danger to deſtroy mine, and arming the whole World againſt me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He ſtopt ſome moments upon this conſideration which had almoſt awaked reſentments in his Soul able to combat his love; but he found himſelf too weak to undertake it, for al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>though the comfortleſs Prince, apprehended in the unjuſt proceedings of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> a juſt occaſion to revolt from his love, yet could he not bring it about, or ſcarce form a deſire to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards it: <hi>If I conſult my reaſon</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>if I conſult my courage, they will tell me, that I ought no longer to love this cruel perſon, who arms her ſelf againſt my life with ſuch obſtinate inhumanity: But though my reaſon and courage are counſellors ſtrong enough, yet are they un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able to aſſiſt me, and it is aſſiſtance I want, when counſels are unneceſſary; depart then all other thoughts, all other reſolutions, ſave thoſe of dying for</hi> Menalippa; <hi>'tis my life I muſt give her, ſince 'tis my life ſhe demands; it is unneceſſary to arm</hi> Phrataphernes <hi>or</hi> Merodates <hi>to pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cure my death, for</hi> Alcamenes <hi>himſelf will ſerve you more faithfully and more powerfully, and through his means you will doubtleſly obtain that whereof by other means you will be very un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>certain; I will go and pierce in your preſence this unfortunate heart, whoſe flames are ſo crimi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nal; and will ſatisfie your eyes and deſires if it be poſſible with a ſpectacle able to cleave with pity any other heart but</hi> Menalippa's. This was his laſt reſolution, nor did he weigh the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign of killing himſelf before <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s eyes, and of preſenting her with that odious Head which ſhe demanded.</p>
               <p>He was prepared for this funeſt Voyage, and the day was already come, when he ſaw an Herald arrive, who (having demanded of the King the accuſtomed Sureties) defied the Prince <hi>Alcamenes</hi> in the behalf of <hi>Phrataphernes</hi> and <hi>Merodates:</hi> The King was ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeding angry at this defiance, and had he not been withheld by his Vertue, as well as by the Law of Nations, he would have exemplarily chaſtiſed this boldneſs; he ſpake to the Herald in terms which made him tremble, and told him he was not reſolved to permit his Son to fight againſt thoſe Princes whoſe lives he had granted a few dayes before, and who poſſeſt neither life nor liberty but by his bounty alone; that ſuch Combats were not ordinary a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt perſons of <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s Quality; and that through his facility he would not intro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce the damnable cuſtom of defying Princes in their own Courts: To this he ſpake many things full of Choler, and his reſentments were approved by the whole Court, who mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mured highly at the liberty of theſe ſtrangers; but <hi>Alcamenes</hi> appeaſed this Tumult by his Authority, and reſpectfully oppoſing himſelf to the reſentments of the King his Father, ſaid aloud, That he knew no reaſon why this Combat ſhould be diſpenſed with, being de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mande<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> by Princes of an equal Quality to his; and confidently proteſted at laſt to the King, that (having never contradicted his will till then) he would go ſeek them in their own Countries, in caſe he denied them to fight in his preſence. <hi>Orontes</hi> oppoſed a long time the Princes Deſign, with reaſons which all the World approved, yet were they too weak to reſiſt <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s reſolution, and after a long conteſt this deſperate Prince obtain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed leave on the morrow to fight them both one after the other in the greateſt Plain of <hi>Seri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ca,</hi> not induring to divide that into two dayes which he thought he could finiſh in one; nay, he obtained of the King in the Heralds preſence an Oath, that in caſe he were ſo unhappy as to loſe his life, the Princes might retire without the leaſt harm; After this promiſe, and the ſafe conduct ſigned by the Kings hand, the Herald returned to his Maſters, who lodged not far from the City, and who had the liberty to enter and provide them what they thought neceſſary for the Combat. <hi>Alcamenes</hi> ſent to viſit them, and conſtrained them to profeſs, notwithſtanding their animoſity, that ſo brave a Prince deſerved rather the love, than the hatred of <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After <hi>Alcamenes</hi> had a good while conſulted how he ought to carry himſelf in this Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bat, he thought it better to teſtifie his love and reſpect to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> by preſenting his na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ked breaſt to thoſe whom ſhe had ſent to take away his life and continued ſometime in the Deſign of rendring his Neck to the Sword of <hi>Merodates,</hi> or <hi>Phrataphernes,</hi> ſince Fortune ſeemed to favour his Deſign of giving his life to his Princeſs; but a little<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> after, Choler a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt his Enemies awakening, and Jealouſie againſt his Rivals, he repented his Deſign of giving away with his life the victory and poſſeſſion of <hi>Menalippa:</hi> No, no, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I will not give to theſe Enemies (whoſe hatred requires it) neither the glory nor the reward of the victory, it ſhall be preſented more gloriouſly to the Princeſs <hi>Menalippa</hi> by the hand of <hi>Alcamenes;</hi> this was his laſt reſolution, and ſcarce had the next Morning light appeared, when he was covered with his Arms the very ſame he wore in the Combat againſt <hi>Menalip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa,</hi> and not amuzing himſelf with many formalities to render the Action more pompous, he marched towards the place appointed, accompanied by all the perſons of Quality of the
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Court, who would needs have the Honour to wait upon him.</p>
               <p>The people of <hi>Serica</hi> had already filled the place, unleſs that patch which was invironed by the Barriers, and intended for the Combatants: The Judges (whereof the one was Prince of the <hi>Tauro-Scythes,</hi> and the other a Prince of <hi>Phrataphernes</hi>'s Kindred) had already taken their places, and the two ſtranger Princes appeared almoſt at the ſame time, covered with proud Arms, and advantagiouſly mounted; they had determined by lot who ſhould fight firſt, and it hapned to <hi>Phratapherne:</hi> which <hi>Merodates</hi> impatiently ſuffered, though he believed there would be Valor enough to imploy his againſt. He remained at the further end of the Barriers, whilſt <hi>Phratapherne</hi> advanced in the Liſts, with an Action which made every one behold him as a valiant man. After they had devided the Sun, and obſerved other formalities, the two Warriors parted at the third Signal of the Trumpet, and having traverſt the ſpace which ſeparated them with exceeding ſwiftneſs, they found themſelves in the middle of the Liſts, with an equal force, but a different fortune: <hi>Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> was lightly wounded in the ſhoulder, there where the Caſque joins to the extreams of the Cuiraſs; but having directed the point of his Javelin to the Viſier of <hi>Phratapher<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ne,</hi> thruſt the murthering ſteel to the hinder part of this unfortunate Prince's Head, who fell without life over the Crupper of his Horſe.</p>
               <p>The <hi>Scythians</hi> caſt forth a cry of joy for their Prince's Victory, and thoſe of the Train of <hi>Phratapherne</hi> bewailed with a mournful murmur, the Deſtiny of their deplorable Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter; they entred the Liſts to take away the Body, nor could <hi>Alcamenes</hi> behold their Acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on without teſtifying ſome marks of grief and pity.</p>
               <p>But he had not time to make great Demonſtrations of his reſentments: for ſcarce had he given ſome moments to the conſideration of that misfortune, which within a few dayes had made him ſpill ſo much blood, when he was drawn out of it by the impatient <hi>Merodates,</hi> who deſiring rather to offer blood than tears, to the Ghoſt of his Companion, ſpurr'd into the Liſts with a menacing poſture; but before he could put himſelf into a condition to fight, a man paſſing amongſt the Servants of <hi>Phratapherne,</hi> accoſted him, preſenting him with a Letter. <hi>Merodates,</hi> who feared no Treachery from his Enemy, made no difficulty to read it.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> caſting his eyes upon the Meſſengers face, obſerved ſome features which were not altogether unknown to him, and a little after knew him for the ſame <hi>Leander</hi> who had been his Squire, and whom he had left in <hi>Dacia</hi> to give his Letter to <hi>Menalippa: Mero<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates</hi> having quickly read the Billet: <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>you may ſee the orders I have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived for our Combat, and by the conditions they impoſe upon me, you ought well to defend your Head: Alcamenes</hi> having received the Billet without Reply, ſaw with a mighty ſurprize that it was <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s hand; but his aſtoniſhment was increaſed, when having caſt his eyes upon it with ſighs, he read theſe words.</p>
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                     <head>MENALIPPA to MERODATES.</head>
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                        <hi>REmember</hi> Merodates, <hi>that it is not your Victory, but the Head of</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>that I require: you muſt dye or kill that Barbarian, there being no other way to Conquer</hi> Menalippa.</p>
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               <p>At the ſight of this known Character, and reading thoſe cruel words, the diſconſolate <hi>Alcamenes</hi> had almoſt loſt Courage, and it is not without wonder, that in the grief which oppreſt him, he could be able to fight with one of the moſt valiant men of the World, he lifted up his eyes to Heaven with an Action full of pity, nor could his juſt reſentments hin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der him from bearing this Billet to his mouth, reverencing that Princeſs whom he adored even in thoſe marks of her inhumanity. <hi>It is juſt,</hi> Menalippa, (ſaid he, with a voyce de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fected into ſighs) <hi>that this odious</hi> Alcamenes <hi>ſhould loſe that life ſo much deteſted by you; but it must be from</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>not from</hi> Merodates, <hi>that this heart-burning for you muſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive its mortal wounds, and you will be little obliged to me, if any other hand, ſave mine own, ſhould offer you this agreeable victim.</hi> He would poſſibly have ſaid more, when <hi>Merodates</hi> retook his Billet: <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>you ſee the hard conditions of our Combat, and that there is no favour to be ſhewn or hoped for, ſince I muſt obey</hi> Menalippa; <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> Maugre the grief which tranſported him, beheld <hi>Merodates</hi> with a ſmile full of ſharpneſs and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dain, <hi>Uſe thy Victory, if the gods give it thee,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>but I do not fear to ſee</hi> Alcamenes <hi>this day ſolliciting the Clemency of</hi> Merodates. They ſaid no more, but ſeparating towards the extremities of the Liſts, that they might take their Career, they parted at the ſame time with an equal fury, and joined with a ſucceſs little unequal, their Javelins breaking with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out any effect upon their Bucklers; then drawing their Swords, they dealt blows worthy the hands that diſcharged them.</p>
               <p>
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As <hi>Merodates</hi> was valiant amongſt the moſt valiant, ſo this Combate became brave and long, and ſometime-doubtful; but it will be difficult to relate all the particulars of this Combat, and having already in this Story deſcribed very many Combats, it will perhaps be unpleaſant to you; I will only ſay, that an hour paſt ere Victory declared it ſelf on either ſide, and as <hi>Merodates</hi> to his ordinary Valor added reſolution either to conquer or dye, he often put the life of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> into great danger, and ſaw not his own blood run down his Armor, without making his Enemies bluſh with the ſame tincture; thoſe to whom <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>camenes</hi>'s Valor was known, wondred to ſee that of <hi>Merodates</hi> little inferior; and there were ſome moments wherein the King <hi>Orontes</hi> trembled and waxed pale, repenting that he had not utterly oppoſed this Combat. But the Genius of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> was ſtrong<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er than that of <hi>Merodates,</hi> and the Victory was due to him, and reſerved for him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Merodates</hi> perceived the diminution of his ſtrength, and it ſeemed to him that the force of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> received an increaſe, (nor was it a wonder that he grew ſo weak, having loſt ſo much blood.) <hi>Alcamenes</hi> deſirous of the Victory, gave him no reſpite whilſt he thought him able to diſpute it, and dealt him at laſt ſo many wounds, that having no more force to hold himſelf upon his Saddle, he was too weak to reſiſt the powerful Arms of his Adverſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry, who imbracing him about the middle, drew him from the Saddle, and threw him upon the Earth. <hi>Merodates</hi> had no power to riſe, and <hi>Alcamenes</hi> having alighted almoſt ſo ſoon as he was down, the vanquiſht Prince doubted not but that he was coming to execute with rigor the conditions of the Combat. This thought made him loſe no Courage, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>holding <hi>Alcamenes</hi> with an aſſured eye: <hi>Finiſh,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>thy Victory, and take away from me a ſhameful life, which I neither can, nor will ask of thee.</hi> Thou ſhalt not ask it, <hi>replied Alcamenes,</hi> but thou ſhalt receive it from him in whoſe power it is to take it away, and I will leave thee ſo glorious, that thou ſhalt be able to preſent it to <hi>Menalippa</hi> without ſhame, to whom I will teſtifie the brave thing thou haſt done to obey her.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Merodates</hi> ſighing with grief, received this favour, and beholding the Prince with reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments which had nothing of the Enemy in them; <hi>I know not,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>by what misfortune a man ſo vertuous could have incurred the hatred of</hi> Menalippa, <hi>but the respects which I pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve for her, ſhall never more arm me againſt you; and if I eſcape theſe wounds you have given me, I ſhall behold you as my Conqueror, and the moſt generous man upon Earth.</hi>
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               <p>He had ſpoken more, had not the Prince, who feared the loſs of his blood would prove the loſs of his life, which he deſired to preſerve, cauſed him to be taken up, and carried to the Palace, ordering his wounds to be dreſt with as much care as they would take for his own.</p>
               <p>But ſcarce had he performed this generous part, and not yet remounted, when from a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongſt the Throng a Cavalier ruſhed in with impetuoſity, who paſſing through a place in the Barriers which was open, and ſpurring his Horſe towards the Prince, accoſted him with his Sword in his hand, before he could prepare to receive him, and aiming his Sword at the default of his Cuiraſs, pierced it through his body up to the Gardes.</p>
               <p>Thus this great Prince vanquiſher of ſo many Princes, fell upon the Field, where he had obtained two ſo gallant Victories, and ſcarce could his Soul contain it ſelf from following a River of blood, which covered the ground round about him: A thouſand cryes were rai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed in an inſtant at an Accident ſo ſtrange and unlooked for. Thouſands ran to the fallen Prince and his Aſſaſine, who by a Thouſand Swords had loſt his life, if ſome prudent per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, who knew of how great conſequence it was to arreſt criminals of this Nature living, had not oppoſed the firſt fury of the Tumult, telling them that it was by puniſhments proportionable to the Crime, that ſuch Monſters ought to periſh; and that by Torments thoſe things were to be drawn from them, which a ſudden death would prevent.</p>
               <p>Thus hindred they the deſtruction of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> Murtherer, yet they loaded him with Chains, and carried him to Priſon, whence he was not likely to return, ſave to thoſe tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures which the grandure of his wicked Action deſerved.</p>
               <p>The King, overwhelmed by this Accident, had almoſt loſt a Courage which never yet forſook him; it ſo pierced his heart, that it was difficult to know whether of the two was the more dangerouſly wounded. All the City, which <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s vertues had filled with as much love as veneration, with tears lamented his misfortune; and it ſeemed as if this one blow had laid all the hopes of <hi>Scythia</hi> in its Tomb.</p>
               <p>Thoſe eſteemed themſelves happy who could lend their arms and care, to carry their Prince to the Palace, and the great multitudes of people who preſt to ſuccour him, had al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt deprived him of all ſuccour; the cruel Sword ſtuck in his body, and ſcarce in drawing it out, could they hinder the Life from following; the Chirurgions who viſited this
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large wound by two Orifices, could give the King no apparent hopes, ſaying only they had ſeen greater wounds cured, and that it was not impoſſible but that the Prince might be ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved. You may imagine they employed all their Art about a cure of that importance, and as they were the moſt experienced of all <hi>Scythia,</hi> they made uſe of thoſe remedies which were indeed the moſt capable of preſerving the Prince's life; for a long time they could not recover his loſt ſenſes, and when (by the force of remedies) they returned, it was with ſo much weakneſs, and ſo little knowledge, that it increaſed the general fear: They dreſt alſo his other wounds which he received from <hi>Merodates,</hi> but they were incon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſiderable.</p>
               <p>The King (who alwayes remained with him full of an unconceivable diſpleaſure, and who by all his Courage could not render himſelf Maſter of his mortal grief) was obliged at laſt to quit the Chamber, leaving the wounded Prince to his neceſſary repoſe, and paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing into his own apartment, he there committed himſelf to the moſt violent effects of his afflictions. The remainder of this day he gave to tears and ſighs, and paſt the whole Night in a ſutable occupation: but the next Morning to his tender grief ſucceeded a juſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentment, and a deſire to know who was the perſon guilty of ſo great a Crime, that he might ſtudy a proportionable vengeance both for him and his Abettors; therefore (though againſt the ordinary forms and cuſtoms of Kings, who are leldom ſeen by Criminals) judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing that an Adventure ſo little common, ought to be proceeded in after an extraordinary manner, he ſent for the Aſſaſine of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> to examine him, himſelf not confiding in his Judges upon an Affair of ſo great importance: they obeyed his Command, and a few moments after, he ſaw the Criminal enter in the midſt of the Guards with two others, who voluntarily offered themſelves Priſoners, and who confeſt themſelves guilty of the ſame Fact. The King notwithſtanding all his moderation, could ſcarce contain himſelf from running on them to ſtrangle them with his own hands, inſtead of an examination. But had he not been arreſted by the Dignity of his perſon, the beauty which ſurprized him, had been a ſufficient ſtop to the torrent of his paſſions, which at the ſame time ſtruck, and fill'd him with admiration and aſtoniſhment.</p>
               <p>The Garments of the Criminal had been abuſed and torn by thoſe that had taken him, and his body ſo loaded with Irons, that he could ſcarce ſtand under them; but through the vail of this miſery ſhone a beauty ſo inflaming, and eyes brighter than the Planet under which they were born, caſting beams ſo quick and piercing, that the Soul of the afflicted King pre-occupied as it was with grief and rage, could not refuſe to this imperial object its due reſpect: he remained quite confuſed and non-pluſt; then fixing his eyes awhile upon this fair face, and comparing <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s cruel hate, together with ſo much of her face as he had ſeen in her former Combat with <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> he ſuſpected it was ſhe her ſelf; but from ſuſpition he quickly paſt into a certainty, when this fair perſon perceiving his aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, permitted him not to open his mouth, but beholding him with an aſſured eye, <hi>Oron<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tes,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>our offences are equal: Thou haſt ſlain my Father, and I thy Son. This Diſcourſe will inform thee that I am</hi> Menalippa; <hi>I have executed a vengeance due to my hand only, and committed a Crime in thy opinion, whereof I neither can nor will repent; give that then to the revenge of thy Son, which I have given to a perſon more dear to me than ever</hi> Alcamenes <hi>was to his Father: spill my blood, I have ſpilt thy Sons, and thou ſhalt ſee I will implore thy Clemen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy neither by word nor ſigh; but if thou thinkeſt any thing due to the dignity of my Birth and Sex, ſuffer me no longer to languiſh under theſe ſhameful Irons wherewith I am laden, and pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve at my death that honour which I have inviolably kept through the moſt unhappy accidents of my life.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Thus ſpake <hi>Menalippa</hi> with a countenance which made <hi>Orontes</hi> judge that the fear of Death was the leaſt of her care, and he was ſo moved by her looks and Diſcourſe, that had <hi>Menalippa</hi> been guilty of any other Crime than the aſſaſination of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> ſhe had overthrown all his reſentments againſt her; but <hi>Alcamenes</hi> was too dear to <hi>Orontes,</hi> and the Act of <hi>Menalippa</hi> appeared too cruel, to ſuffer him to ſubmit ſo ſoon to thoſe tender<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſes which ſhe might have raiſed in another heart. And beholding her with eyes wherein were repreſented the different motions of his paſſions: <hi>Cruel and inhumane perſon,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>What fury could ſtretch thy barbarous Arm againſt the boſom of the unfortunate</hi> Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes? <hi>And what offence haſt thou received from a Prince, who gave thee his heart at that time when thou didſt aſſault his life with ſo much inhumanity? Tis with too much injuſtice that thou ſayeſt our offences are equal; thou haſt ſlain a Prince who adores thee, and who, notwith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>standing the efforts thou haſt made againſt his life, breathes not but to love thee: And though I took away thy Fathers life, it was when he aſſaulted mine, his Sword in his hand, in a Battel, and in a poſture which hath left no reproach upon my memory, nor to thee or thine any just occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion of reſentment; but if there remains any, why fell it not upon</hi> Orontes, <hi>but on the innocent</hi>
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Alcamenes? <hi>And wherefore ſparedſt thou not that heart-burning for thee, to carry thy rage a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt thy Fathers Murtherer? Ah! doubtleſs the loſs of my life was not capable of ſatisfy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing thee, and thou haſt with reaſon fancied, that in taking away my Sons, thou ſhouldeſt deprive me of mine, with a double portion of torment; I have offered thee this unfortunate Prince, whom thou haſt taken from me, and with him my Empire, in a time when I could have made thee periſh, with the reliques of that Army, which miſguided Rage had conducted into my Countrey; poſſibly, this offer had not been diſadvantagious for</hi> Menalippa; <hi>and</hi> Alcamenes <hi>was great enough both by his Actions and Birth, to have found in any other heart ſave thine, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nother manner of acknowledgment.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The afflicted Father ſpake thus, and would have extended his reproaches to a further length, if <hi>Menalippa</hi> (who, truly touched with compaſſion for him, though her unhappy Error ſuffered her not to be ſo for <hi>Alcamenes)</hi> had not interrupted him, wiping away ſome tears which ſprinkled her Cheeks.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>King of</hi> Scythia (ſaid ſhe) <hi>though I will not ſeek an excuſe for the action which I have done, yet I proteſt to thee before the gods, that it was not to be revenged on</hi> Orontes, <hi>that I puniſht</hi> Alcamenes; <hi>and that I never entertained any hatred againſt thee which was not guided by rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, or which was capable of carrying me to any particular deſigns either against thine or thy Sons life; but know, that I have puniſht</hi> Alcamenes <hi>for his own fault, and that I had never aſſaulted his life, had he not taken out of the World by the moſt unworthy and barbarous trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, all that I could love amongſt men, and all that could carry me to theſe extremities, which may make it appear to thee that I am weary of my life: Thou ſhalt know no more, and Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven is my Witneſs, that I would never have ſaid ſo much to any one elſe; diſpoſe now of my deſtiny at thy pleaſure, preſerve only in my death the reſpect due to the modeſty of my Sex, and the dignity of my Birth.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The tears which the remembrance of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> drew from <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s eye, ſtopt the courſe of her words, and the King ſhaking his Head at her Diſcourſe, teſtifying the little Credit he gave to it: Thoſe reproaches of Treaſon and Unworthineſs <hi>(ſaid he)</hi> where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with thou abuſeſt <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> will find little faith amongſt men, with whom his Actions are clear enough; and if he hath ſlain any one that was dear to thee, it muſt have been in Bat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tel, or in ſome of thoſe Combats which thy Rage hath raiſed againſt him. But <hi>Alcamenes</hi> is not yet dead, and if it pleaſe the gods to leave him with me, I ſhall have generoſity e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nough to return thee free into thy Countrey, and forget, in favour of thy Sex and Beauty; and <hi>Alcamenes</hi> love, the bloody injury thou haſt done me; but if my Son dyeth of the wound received from thy hand, by the immortal gods I will not leave his death unpuniſht; were <hi>Alcamenes</hi> dead, I would loſe that life without regret, which I only preſerve for his ruine, and in which there remains nothing which can make me deſire its conſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation.</p>
               <p>Theſe words made the King judge that the Soul of <hi>Menalippa</hi> was poſſeſt with a pow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>erful deſpair, and he began to believe that her hatred might have another foundation than the King her Fathers death; yet quite tranſported with grief and anger as he was, he com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded them to take away the Irons from her hands and feet, and to give her Garments conformable to her Sex (if ſhe would,) and inſtead of the Goal an Apartment in the Palace, with order to guard her carefully, yet ſo, that ſhe might taſte nothing of Captivity ſave that of a Priſon.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> praiſing the moderation of <hi>Orontes,</hi> and unable to diſapprove his reſentments, had ſome regret for his grief, and, being diſcharged of her Irons, ſhe retired into the ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>partment they offered her, where ſhe put on womans Cloaths, not thoſe they preſented, becauſe they were her Enemies, but ſuch as ſhe cauſed <hi>Beliſa</hi> to carry with her, ſhe refu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſing any other attendants. Whilſt the wounded Prince diſputed betwixt life and death, his wound being ſo great that a complexion leſs robuſt than his could not have one moment ſurvived the cruel ſtroak; he paſſed the Night with great weakneſs, and the day following when they took away the Playſters, the fear ceaſed not; and the Chirurgions only ſaid, as the day before, there were ſome hopes, and though his cure was difficult, yet was it not im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſſible. As they permitted not the Prince to ſpeak, ſo they permitted only ſuch to ſtay in his Chamber that were neceſſary for the preſent neceſſity, and it was in this ſolitude and ſilence that they perceived this poor Prince (whoſe judgment in ſpight of his feebleneſs and violent Feaver was intire and ſound) ſtudying upon his adventure unable to imagine by all conjectures that his wound came upon any other account ſave <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s. The King would not tell him what he knew, for fear the News ſhould increaſe his misfortune and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fliction, by letting him know that <hi>Menalippa</hi> had been charged with Irons, and dragg'd to a Priſon; but that which the Princes thoughts were moſt buſied on, was, that the Sword wherewith he had been wounded remaining after the blow in his body, he believed that by
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this Sword he could clear himſelf of part of his ſuſpitions, and having called one of thoſe which ſerved him, he commanded to bring it to him; it was remarkable enough through the beauty of the Hilt, to have cauſed ſome one in the Chamber to have it carried it away, but by Fortune it was left, and preſented to the Prince, who no ſooner caſt his eyes upon it, but he knew it for the ſame he had along time worn under the Name of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and which he had given to <hi>Cleomenes</hi> with the reſt of his Arms, and which he ſaw in <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s hand in the firſt Combat: This ſight made him imagine that it was by <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s hand he had been wounded, and calling to mind that little of her face which appeared as ſhe fell on him, and remembring the Letter which <hi>Merodates</hi> received from her by <hi>Leander,</hi> whom he believed to be ſtill in her Service, he no longer doubted but that it was from <hi>Menalippa</hi> that he received the wound. This knowledge was the Parent of different thoughts, and if it redoubled his grief to ſee the continuation of <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s hatred, he received alſo much conſolation through the belief he had, that, to pleaſe <hi>Menalippa</hi> before he dyed, he could not dye more gloriouſly than by her hand; he rouled this thought ſometime in his mind without ſpeaking, at laſt raiſing his voyce with a weak and an unaſſured tone: <hi>Ah</hi> (ſaid, he) <hi>the gods be praiſed, I dye by the hand of</hi> Menalippa. He repeated theſe words divers times: and, a little after, <hi>Well</hi> Menalippa (added he) <hi>ſince 'tis your Will that I dye by your hand, I willingly imbrace it, and ſhall receive my death with an intire joy, if I may be permit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted to kiſs the hand that gave it.</hi> He ſtopt at theſe words, caſting his eyes ſometimes on the fatal Sword, and ſometimes on thoſe that ſtood round about him, who conjured him to be ſilent, if he deſired to preſerve his life; but they were much more aſtoniſhed, when after he had kept ſilence ſometime; But why, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> do I oppoſe my ſelf to <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s Will, ſince ſhe thruſt not this revenging Sword into the odious body of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> but that he ſhould dye thereby? What ſhould oblige me to ſuffer theſe Remedies, which are contrary to <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nalippa</hi>'s intention? In ſaying thus, he would have carried his hand to the binding of his wound, to tear them off; but thoſe which were with him knowing his intention, had laid hold of his hands, which by reaſon of his weakneſs were eaſily maſtered, whilſt others went, to advertize the King, who was in a Chamber by, and who never but almoſt by force left his Sons Bed-ſide. <hi>Alcamenes</hi> ſtayed his hand when he ſaw the King, for whom he had al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wayes a great reſpect, and this afflicted perſon who came to know the cauſe of his Deſpair, telling him with are proach, full of tenderneſs, that he could not neglect his own life without hazarding that of his Fathers: <hi>Alcamenes</hi> inſtead of anſwering to this Diſcourſe, behold<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the King with a paſſionate Aire: My Lord <hi>(ſaid he) Menalippa</hi> is in your hands, in the Name of the gods hide not from me where <hi>Menalippa</hi> is: The King, who imagined he could not long conceal the Truth, confeſt it all, and told him that for his ſake what rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons ſoever he had to the contrary, he had taken <hi>Menalippa</hi> out of Priſon, diſmiſt her Chains, and given her an Apartment in the Palace, with order to ſerve her like a Princeſs of her Birth.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamanes</hi> peaceably hearkned to the King, and when he had left ſpeaking, <hi>My Lord,</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>if you love the life of the unfortunate</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>Treat</hi> Menalippa <hi>not as his Murtherer, but as his Princeſs and Soveraign Queen; in taking away mylife, ſhe only takes her own; and when ſhe pierceth this heart by a thouſand wounds, ſhe only outrageth her ſelf. In the Name of the gods,</hi> my Lord, <hi>Order, that inſtead of Priſons and Irons, that they give her Crowns and Scepters, if ſhe will receive them from us; and if ſhe refuſeth them from an Ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my, detain her no longer in a Captivity which cannot but be odious to her, and cauſe her to be conducted into</hi> Dacia <hi>with an Equipage ſutable to ſo great a Princeſs, and the Heir to ſo great a Kingdom. Do me this favour,</hi> my Lord, <hi>if you will that I dye ſatisfied, or live ſo long as the gods ſhall pleaſe to permit; and in reward of that fidelity which I will preſerve for this memorable Princeſs to my Tomb, obtain the favour of her,</hi> my Lord, <hi>that, before my last ſigh I am injoy her ſight a moment, though it be only to receive reproaches from her fair mouth, which will make me either the more contentedly dye, or give forces to prolong this life as you deſire.</hi> He had ſaid more, if the King (who beheld with what paſſion he made this Diſcourſe) had not left him, promiſing to indeavour what he deſired, on condition that he would perform his part for the preſervation of his life.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> promiſed the King all that he would, that he might obtain what he deſired; and the tender King without deferring it longer, went into the Apartment, where they guarded <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This Princeſs, who had appeared before him with ſhame in a mans Habit, had now taken the Garments of her own Sex, and the King ſeeing her in a poſture wherein ſhe had not ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared unto him, could not refuſe her the reſpect due to ſo extraordinary a beauty, and his heart being touched to the quick with <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s deſire, he accoſted the Princeſs no more as a Criminal, but as the abſolute Miſtreſs of his Sons Deſtiny, and tendring her the honour
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due to her Quality: Princeſs <hi>(ſaid he) Alcamenes</hi> dyes as you deſire, and the ſooner, cauſe you deſire it; he ſhall dye full of diſſatisfaction, if he firſt ſees you not free, and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ducted into <hi>Dacia,</hi> ſo ſoon as you deſire, in a condition conformable to your Birth; I vow I ſhould not have been ſo generous as to have permitted you to depart gloriouſly with the life of my Son, and of a Son worthy a better Deſtiny; but ſince it is his Will, and poſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly the laſt Will of this unfortunate Prince, you are free, and may depart this odious Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trey when you pleaſe. I only ask this one thing of you, if the prayers of a King whom you have rendred the moſt unhappy Prince upon Earth, may touch you, that you will per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit <hi>Alcamenes</hi> to ſee you a moment, and give you his laſt adieu. This favour (ſuch as it is) is poſſibly due to the reparation of the injury you have done me; and it ought not to be refuſed to a Prince, who receives from you his Deaths wound with ſo much reſpect and reſignation.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> was not only aſtoniſh't at theſe words, but ſhe alſo reſented a mortal afflicti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on to find ſo much generoſity in perſons againſt whom her hatred ought to extend, even to the utmoſt extremities. And unable to diſſemble the firſt reſentments that preſented them<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelves to her ſpirit, Immortal gods, <hi>cryed ſhe,</hi> can it be that a man who by ſo much wicked<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs hath arm'd me againſt his life, ſhould teſtifie ſo much vertue in the reſt of his Actions? Or muſt it be that Barbarians become innocent, only to render me more guilty? My Lord, <hi>continued ſhe (turning towards the King)</hi> I will ſee <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> ſince you deſire it; not as the price of that life and liberty which you offer me, and which I refuſe; nor to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs any Repentance of the evil I have done him, but to make him confeſs before you, as he confeſt to me in our Combat, that 'tis not the Fathers offence which hath arm'd me a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the Son, and that the cruel Treaſon which he hath committed, is worthy of a death leſs glorious than that which poſſibly he hath received from the hands of <hi>Menalippa;</hi> your intereſt in his misfortune hath touched me, and I ſhall be well ſatisfied that you learn from his mouth that which will partly juſtifie the injury I have done you. In ſaying theſe words, ſhe walked towards the Apartment of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> with the King who accompanied her, followed by <hi>Beliſa,</hi> who left her not, and gave no time to the King to advertize the Prince of her coming.</p>
               <p>The Curtains were drawn in <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s Chamber to exclude the light, and the Bed was placed in a corner ſo obſcure, that one might enter the Chamber, and approach the Bed without beholding his face; but the paſſionate Prince beheld attentively that of the fair Princeſs, and was ſo ſtrucken, that his forces were unable to ſupport him. <hi>Menalippa,</hi> un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>willing to make a long ſtay in the Chamber of <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s Murtherer; and deſiring to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plain her ſelf in a few words, ſhe caſt an aſſured regard on that ſide where ſhe ſaw the Prince, and doing violence to her ſelf that ſhe might ſpeak: <hi>Alcamenes, ſaid ſhe,</hi> I come at the deſire of the King thy Father, to preſent thee the face of that unplacable Enemy whom thy black Treaſon hath arm'd againſt thy life, even to the laſt moment of hers; 'tis thy Crime and thy Deſtiny which hath rendred me cruel, and not my inclinations; and thou art not ignorant that that black Action which the forreſts and obſcurities have hid, hath made me return into thy boſom ſo juſt a vengeance. Declare to the King thy Father that which thou didſt confeſs to me, or rather diſcover a Crime whereof thou didſt boaſt in our Combat; Modeſty hath made me hitherto hide the intereſt I have therein, even in the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tremities whereto it hath carried our lives; I will paſs by thee (whom I have no intent to ſatisfie) and give thee to the juſtification I owe to the King thy Father, that which I have refuſed to the repoſe of the Queen my Mother, if the gods will prolong thy dayes, and de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fend them againſt the Arms of <hi>Menalippa:</hi> after the ſight and repentance of thy Crime thy life will be more tranquill; and if it be their Will that thou dyeſt of the wound I have giv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>en thee, thou wilt juſtifie me amongſt men, and make that known for a juſt vengeance, which by miſunderſtanding paſſeth for an effect of rage and cruelty. I am not troubled at the loſs of my life, if in ſacrificing thine I have ſatisfied the Ghoſt of him I love: Thus ſpake <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and ſhe might long have ſpoken without the Princes interruption; for it was the ill Fortune of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> that he was faln into a Swoon, without which, he had ſpoken, and made himſelf known to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and by that diſcovery had finiſhed thoſe cruel Traverſes which ſo long had perſecuted his life; but the gods would not that this hour ſhould be the laſt of his ſufferings.</p>
               <p>When he came to himſelf, and conſidered the condition wherein he was, and called to mind all that had paſt, his memory gave him occaſion enough to exerciſe all his vertues, and he had certainly need of all his conſtancy, and all the iudeavours of the King, to conſent to the care that they took of his life, which promiſing to permit, he ingaged the King to ſet <hi>Menalippa</hi> at liberty, and the King gave him his word that the next Morning ſhe ſhould de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>part
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with an honourable Train, which ſhould conduct her even into her Mothers Arms. They ingaged themſelves on this manner one to the other by this mutual promiſe, and if the Father ſacrificed to the love he bare his Son all his reſentments againſt <hi>Menalippa; Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> diveſted himſelf for his Fathers ſake of all the averſion he had to life, and reſolved to ſuffer thoſe remedies, either in hope they would be fruitleſs, or out of Deſign that, in caſe he eſcaped this wound, he would ſeek <hi>Menalippa</hi> in <hi>Dacia,</hi> and dye there before her eyes. When the King was gone out of his Chamber, he ſent for <hi>Soſthenes,</hi> one of the two Squires that had ſerved him in his Travels; the other had been killed in the firſt Battel, and this returned to the City but the day before, from a Government which the King had given him <hi>Alcamenes</hi> by his ſwooning had loſt part of thoſe words which <hi>Menalippa</hi> ſpake, yet heard enough to underſtand that ſhe accuſed him of ſome wickedneſs and black Treaſon: As he knew himſelf blameleſs in any thing ſave the innocent change of his Arms, and the ſuppo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſition of <hi>Cleomènes;</hi> he would let <hi>Menalippa</hi> underſtand before his death part of thoſe things he had to ſay to her; ſo that cauſing <hi>Soſthenes</hi> to draw near his Bed (whatever the Phyſitians could ſay to the contrary) he cauſed him to write that which with much pains he dictated, ordaining him to give it to <hi>Menalippa</hi> after his death: this being finiſhed, and his ſpirit left to its laſt reſolutions, he appeared more quiet than before: he inquired concern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing <hi>Merodates</hi>'s health, commanding their attendance on him, with as much care as on him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf, charging his Servants to excuſe him, being hindred by his wounds from rendring him thoſe aſſiſtances which he ought.</p>
               <p>He returned thanks to all the principal <hi>Scythians,</hi> who ſtirred not from his Anti-Chamber, enquiring continually concerning his recovery, and in all things he gave them reaſon to judge that his ſpirit was much calmed; but though this appeared with probability enough, it is alſo certain that <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s grief was now come to its utmoſt extremity.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Menalippa</hi> having demanded permiſſion to viſit <hi>Merodates,</hi> teſtified to him, by the moſt obliging words her grief and natural fierceneſs would permit, her ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgment of the Service he would have done her, and her ſorrow to ſee him wounded for her intereſts; but ſhe was aſtoniſht when ſhe heard <hi>Merodates,</hi> inſtead of the paſſionate Diſcourſes he uſed to make, to ſpeak of nothing but the vertues of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> teſtifying the diſpleaſure he reſented at the wound ſhe had given him, proteſting that if it pleaſed the gods to ſave him, he would diveſt himſelf for his ſake, of all thoſe thoughts he had enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained for her, adviſing her to change her hatred into acknowledgment and love, and a firm deſire of rendring him poſſeſſor of that happineſs, who of all men breathing did moſt highly deſerve it.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> was ſo angry at theſe words of <hi>Merodates</hi> in favour of <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedon</hi>'s Murtherer, that, having expreſt her reſentments by angry looks, ſhe left the Chamber without Reply.</p>
               <p>Yet could ſhe not hinder the ſtrife of different thoughts which combated in her breaſts: and that rage which ſhe preſerved againſt <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s Murtherer, left room for a reflection on the love and perſeverance of a Prince who dyed by her hand with ſo much reſignation, who deſired ſhe might be treated with ſo much reſpect, even then when he felt the pains of that Death which ſhe had indeavoured to give him, and who in theſe laſt ſighs of his life could never be drawn to the leaſt complaint againſt her.</p>
               <p>Her implacable fury could not hinder the Entertain of ſome tender thoughts, and it is certain that, had ſhe believed <hi>Alcamenes</hi> guilty of any other Crime than the Death of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> ſhe would have given the Garland to pity, which combated her o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther reſentments with a powerful force: <hi>Immortal gods</hi> (ſaid ſhe) <hi>that the wicked and cruel Treaſon of</hi> Alcamenes <hi>ſhould be comparable with his Vertues! And could he, who teſtifies ſo much Valor and Generoſity in Combats, ſo much perſeverance and love to his pitileſs Enemy, and ſo much conſtancy in his Death, ſhould be the man who in the obſcurity of a Wood by the help of twenty men ſhould murther the innocent</hi> Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don? <hi>Injurious fortune! muſt the wicked and perfidious become vertuous, only to ren<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der me Criminal? haſt thou not made me ſee, haſt thou not made me love, haſt thou not made me loſe the unfortunate</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>all to arm me againſt thee as an unfortunate</hi> Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>camenes?</p>
               <p>From hence making a reflection upon her paſt Fortune, and the preſent condition of her life, all her conſtancy could not divert a River of tears which powred down her fair Cheeks, paſſing the reſt of this day, notwithſtanding the comforts her faithful <hi>Beliſa</hi> indeavoured to give in moſt mournful and deplorable imployments: But if the day was cruel to her; the inſuing Night was nothing leſs ſad, and having ſufficiently torment<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed her ſelf by the remembrance of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> and <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> ſleep at laſt rendred it
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ſelf Maſter of her Senſes. After many confuſed Viſions, that <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> whom ſhe had continued in her thoughts, preſented himſelf before her in a Dream: He appeared as he was when moſt dear to her memory, though pale and covered with blood, having his ſide pierced with a great wound like that which ſhe had given <hi>Alcamenes;</hi> the beloved Prince ſeemed to point at the wound with one hand, and ſtretching forth the other with a paſſionate Action: <hi>Menalippa</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>ſee how you recompenſe my love, behold the performance of your ſpecial promiſes! you have thruſt the ſteel unprofitably into my Breaſt, for againſt a heart which hath alwayes adored you, there needs no other arms than thoſe of your hatred; behold this blood which you have cruelly ſpilt! and pour forth the reſt, if you are ſo thirſty after it; but remember that you indeavour your own misfortune, and that you cannot perſecute my life as you do, without ſubmitting your own to new afflictions; content your ſelf at leaſt with the evils you have already done me, ſeeing that even in juſt occaſions of anger and hatred, you ſee me alwayes ardent, alwayes faithful; bend your ſpirit to the pity you owe me, and the love you owe your ſelf.</hi>
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               <p>Thus ſpake the beloved <hi>Phantaſm</hi> to the ſleeping Princeſs, who was ſo touched with the Viſion, and the paſſionate Diſcourſe, that her ſleep departed, leaving ſuch as im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion upon her, that in opening her eyes, ſhe fancied that the dear Image appeared. She found her ſelf waſht with tears, and although after ſome moments ſhe was able to diſtinguiſh a Dream from a real Apparition, yet could ſhe not but ſtretch her Arms on that ſide whither ſhe thought the ſpirit of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> retired, and calling him back with a voyce interrupted by ſighs: <hi>Return my dear</hi> Alcimedon (ſaid ſhe) <hi>and ſee that 'tis into the boſom of</hi> Alcamenes <hi>that I have thruſt my revenging ſteel, and not into thine: Tears were too feeble to ſatisfie what I owe thee, and ſince it muſt be blood, who's more fit than thy Murtherer's? Already he draws towards his end, and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtead of ſolliciting me to haſten the hour, thou indeavoureſt to touch me with pity for that inhumane Act; but think not that I can be ſorry for your Aſſaſine, and conſider that whether in abandoning a dear Mother, a flouriſhing Kingdom, and leading a life expoſed to many dangers, a reputation committed to the opinions of men, and all to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge you, I have not given ſufficient Teſtimonies that I dearly love you.</hi> She made many more Diſcourſes of this Nature, and at laſt changing the Subject for <hi>Alcamenes: Wherefore deluding</hi> Alcamenes (ſaid ſhe) <hi>doſt thou rob me of</hi> Alcimedon<hi>'s face, it is to diſarm me of my juſt anger, whoſe laſt effects thou mayeſt well fear? Ah! rather take the odious ſhape of mine Enemy, and if thou eſcapeſt this wound, live if thou canſt in ſafety from</hi> Menalippa<hi>'s fury, which thy ſubmiſſions had almoſt diſarmed:</hi> She talked long after this rate, tormenting her ſelf all the Night, and in the Morning ſhe roſe early, but ſo troubled at her Dream, and the Ideas which it had left in her ſpirit, that ſhe was ſcarce capable of any Diſcourſe.</p>
               <p>So ſoon as ſhe was dreſt, the Prince of the <hi>Maſſagetes</hi> entred her Chamber, and told her from the King that ſhe might depart ſo ſoon as ſhe pleaſed, and that if ſhe thought ſit, an honourable Train ſhould attend her from <hi>Serica</hi> to the <hi>Metropolis</hi> of her King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> was confounded at <hi>Orontes</hi>'s bounty, and was even upon the point of repent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the evil ſhe had done him, but (whilſt ſhe prepared her Anſwer, and was thinking in what manner ſhe ſhould receive her Enemies offer) ſhe ſaw <hi>Soſthenes</hi> enter her Chamber with the Letter which <hi>Alcamenes</hi> had dictated.</p>
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                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> received, opened, and read it, not knowing what to do in the trouble that poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeſt her, and had ſhe conſidered ſhe would not poſſibly have received a Letter from <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dons</hi> Murtherer; but full of pre-occupation, ſhe read theſe words,</p>
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                     <head>The Dying <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> to the pitileſs <hi>Menalippa.</hi>
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                        <hi>WEre not death more dear and glorious to me from your hand than mine own, I had pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſecuted your Deſign; but if it be poſſible I will dye by you, as I dye for you; and if (by the anger of Heaven) this glory is refuſed me, I will ſeek my conſolation in the felici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty of pleaſing you, and render you in</hi> Dacia <hi>this Head which you have devoted to your reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments; it is not juſt that you ſhould come to ſeek with ſo much pain and peril here that which is your own, and which I would have offered to you had you not prevented me. The gods know it was alwayes my Deſign to obey you, and I deſire them to abandoned me to diſgraces yet more great (if it be poſſible) than thoſe I have already reſented, if the Crimes you reproach me of, are known to me, or if I think my ſelf culpable of any offence towards you, ſave when I lifted my ſacrilegious hand againſt you. I have given the better part of my blood towards its repa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration,</hi>
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                        <hi>and if there remains one ſigh to compleat your ſatisfaction, I will chaſe</hi> (O Menalip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa) <hi>the unfortunate Soul out of my dying body, leaving it not ſo much as a receptacle upon my lips, unleſs to expreſs the laſt accents of the dying</hi> Alcamenes<hi>'s love. Go then, fair Princeſs, into what place ſoever you will, either dead or alive, I will ſend the ſpirit of</hi> Alcimedon <hi>to you; he will ſhew you the wound which you have made, and a heart where, instead of</hi> Alcamenes <hi>whom you ſeek to deſtroy, you can only harm</hi> Menalippa; <hi>pardon me the injuries which you have received in this barbarous Land, whoſe Crown</hi> Alcimedon <hi>promiſed to, and</hi> Alcamenes <hi>deſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned for, you; and do me the favour to believe, that you might without danger, trouble, or diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure, have ſeen the laſt moments of,</hi>
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               <p>Though <hi>Menalippa</hi> read the beginning of that Letter without any particular emotion, yet thoſe parts of it wherein he mentioned <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> where he threatned to ſend the ſpirit of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> to ſhew her the wound ſhe had made, ſo troubled her, partly to comprehend the ſenſe of thoſe ſtrange words, and the conformity they had with her Dream (the Idea of which was ſtill freſh in her memory) and wherein the ſpirit of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> which <hi>Alcamenes</hi> threatned to ſend, had already made its firſt appearance; that there ſcarce remained either Reaſon or Diſcourſe in her; ſhe was exceedingly aſtoniſht, how <hi>Alcamenes</hi> ſhould know that <hi>Alcimedon</hi> had promiſed her the Crown of <hi>Scythia,</hi> and in this mixture of different thoughts ſhe fell into the extremities of confuſion: <hi>What Fortune is mine,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>within her ſelf? and with what manner of man have I to deal? who could not only kill</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>but alſo diſpoſe of his ſpirit after death, and know the moſt ſecret of his thoughts whilſt living.</hi> Her ſpirit being imbroyled on this man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, ſhe knew not what preſented it ſelf to her eyes or thoughts, at laſt lifting up her eyes, which had been fixt on the ground, and faſtning them on the face of <hi>Soſthenes,</hi> whom ſhe had ſeen a thouſand times in <hi>Dacia</hi> with <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> ſhe preſently knew him; this ſight and knowledg plunged her into a great perplexity, and being forced to take her Bed through weakneſs, which but a little before ſhe had left, and caſting moſt paſſio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate regards upon the face of <hi>Soſthenes, Are you not call'd</hi> Soſthenes, ſaid ſhe, <hi>and did you not ſerve</hi> Alcimedon <hi>whilſt he was in</hi> Dacia? I have ſerved him many years, <hi>ſaid Soſthenes,</hi> and to him have I dedicated all the dayes of my life. <hi>How couldſt thou then</hi> (re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied <hi>Menalippa) without horror come near his Aſſaſine?</hi> I have not done it, <hi>reply'd Soſthe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> but in obedience to his Command: and the perſon of his Aſſaſine is ſo dear to him, that I cannot render him a more agreeable Service, than in promoting that paſſion which he will preſerve for her even to his Tomb.</p>
               <p>How, <hi>replied Menalippa?</hi> Doth the ſpirit of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> ſtill love the perſon of his Mur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therer? She ſtayed a while at theſe words, and (not giving <hi>Soſthenes</hi> time to ſpeak) 'Tis no marvel, <hi>added ſhe,</hi> that this generous ſpirit came whilſt I ſlept, indeavouring to diſarm my ſpirit againſt <hi>Alcamenes:</hi> and I begin to underſtand his threat of ſending the Ghoſt of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> to me, though I cannot imagine what power he hath ſo to do. But, <hi>Soſthenes,</hi> ſince <hi>Alcimedon</hi> hath ſo dearly loved <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and that <hi>Menalippa</hi> hath preſerved ſo much amity for <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> Wherefore, after the loſs of your Maſter, have you not, after <hi>Leanders</hi> example, fix't your ſelf in <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s Service, but in that of <hi>Alcamenes.</hi> This Diſcourſe began to trouble <hi>Soſthenes,</hi> imagining (with ſome movements of pity) that grief had diſturbed <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s judgment; but as he was preparing a Reply, <hi>Leander</hi> en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tred the Chamber, quite out of breath, and accoſted the Princeſs with a mighty aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment: Madam, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> I come to tell you News that will certainly ſurprize you, and fill you with Repentance for many of your Actions. <hi>Menalippa,</hi> whoſe ſpirit was already very unſetled, had not power to anſwer, which <hi>Leander</hi> taking for a permiſſion to ſpeak: Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam, <hi>purſued he,</hi> in paſſing through the next ſtreet, I ſaw two men fighting with a mighty animoſity; I drew near to part them, but juſt as I came, one of the two having received a mortal wound, fell at my feet, I drew near to help him; but whilſt I was upon this friendly office, I ſaw my ſelf incompaſſed with a great Number of others, who came upon the ſame Account. Your ſuccours are unprofitable, ſaid the wounded perſon to me; I perceive I muſt dye, and the gods who at this time have juſtly deſerted me, have permitted this in pu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhment of the Murther I committed on the perſon of <hi>Alcimedon:</hi> Theſe words exceed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly ſurprized me. How, <hi>ſaid I,</hi> are you one of thoſe that <hi>Alcamenes</hi> made uſe of to kill <hi>Alcimedon? Alcamenes (replied this man)</hi> contributed nothing to the Death of <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedon,</hi> it was by the Command of <hi>Orchomenes</hi> King of the <hi>Nomades,</hi> whoſe Subject I am and who with Nineteen more of my Companions, murthered that valiant man near the City of <hi>Nicea. Alcamenes</hi> was ſo far from being <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s Murtherer, that he reven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged it on the perſon of <hi>Orchomenes,</hi> whom he ſlew in the Battal. Theſe words having
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thruſt me into a marvellous aſtoniſhment; Friend <hi>(ſaid I)</hi> in the Name of the gods hide not the Truth of that Relation which you have begun, it is of ſo great importance, and will conduce to the juſtification and repoſe of ſome ſo conſiderable perſons, that you may ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect very great Rewards, if the gods ſpare your life.</p>
               <p>I pretend no longer to life, <hi>reply'd he,</hi> and in the laſt moments thereof I ſhould be ſorry to lye, in charging my ſelf with a Crime which will render my memory odious: That which is only like to juſtifie me, is, that <hi>Orchomenes</hi> was my King, and that I am a <hi>No<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>madian</hi> by birth, and at that time commanded thoſe Troops which compoſed his Life<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guard. Then related he to more than Fifty perſons that were preſent, that <hi>Orchome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> having nouriſht a violent hatred againſt <hi>Alcimedon</hi> for the death of his brother, and the impriſonment himſelf ſuffered by his Valor, no ſooner ſaw this Prince return to the <hi>Da<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cian</hi> Camp, but he deſigned his death, and immediately after his departure from the Queens Tents, cauſed ſome to obſerve which way he went; and being informed, he commanded me to take twenty more of my Companions, and attend <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s return, and kill him how he could, promiſing exceſſive recompences, and giving part before hand. This order was punctually obſerved, for the innocent <hi>Alcimedon</hi> the next Morning caſt himſelf into our Ambuſcado, where he was born to the Earth, and pierced with twenty wounds in the face and throat: Thus, Madam, did he declare the circumſtances; ſo that there is no rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon to doubt but that it was ſo carried; a little after, notwithſtanding all our indea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours to prolong his life, till the end of his Confeſſion, he dyed in our Arms, and I ran with all diligence to relate the News, which will be confirmed by more than fifty Wit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſes.</p>
               <p>This was <hi>Leanders</hi> Relation, and <hi>Menalippa</hi> had too much confidence in his fidelity to doubt the Report, and ſo called no other Witneſs; but when ſhe made reflection up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the dying words of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> who had uttered no other Name but that of <hi>Alcame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> her confuſion remained, and could perceive no light in theſe contrary appearances. It is true <hi>(ſaid ſhe aloud)</hi> 'tis true, that <hi>Alcamenes</hi> hath teſtified too much vertue in all his Actions, to be guilty of ſo black a Murther, yet it is true, <hi>replied ſhe,</hi> that <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cimedon</hi> did name <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> and <hi>Alcamenes</hi> himſelf ſeemed to confeſs the Crime, and to glory in the death of <hi>Alcimedon.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Prince of the <hi>Maſſegetes,</hi> who was preſent all this time, underſtood nothing at all, and <hi>Soſthenes</hi> who underſtood a part, was ignorant of the reſt, and more aſtoniſht than any. He knew the Prince had never told the King his Father any thing of thoſe Adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures which hapned to him under the Name of <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> ſo that before the Prince of the <hi>Maſſegetes,</hi> he would not ſpeak more clearly to <hi>Menalippa,</hi> not utter thoſe things which his aſtoniſhment had put into his mouth; but beholding her in a ſtrange perplexi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and mortal inquietude: <hi>Madam</hi> (ſaid he) <hi>you may believe</hi> Leanders <hi>Relation, and if you will but ſee</hi> Alcamenes <hi>this one time, I dare promiſe you that you will be certainly convinced, it was not he who ſlew</hi> Alcimedon. The Princeſs (confounded) raiſing her ſelf at theſe words: <hi>Yes,</hi> Soſthenes, ſaid ſhe, <hi>I will reviſit</hi> Alcamenes, <hi>and this Truth which I deſire to know, is ſufficiently important to make me paſs beyond my reſentments; I cannot underſtand after thoſe words I heard from him, how he could be innocent of</hi> Alcimedon's <hi>death? but if he be really ſo, I will ſo repair the Cruelties which I have exer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ciſed towards him, that I am ſure he will grant my pardon.</hi> At theſe words ſhe aroſe, and deſiring <hi>Soſthenes</hi> to demand the Princes leave to ſee him, ſhe followed him immediately, and was almoſt ſo ſoon there as he.</p>
               <p>The Prince (whoſe wound had made many promiſes that day of amendment) and the King who was with him, underſtood with aſtoniſhment her demand; nor could they divine the cauſe, though the Prince imagined his Letter had done it; and reſolving his ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rits againſt any thing cruel or funeſt that could arrive, he prepared to receive this ſecond Vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſit of <hi>Menalippa</hi> with more courage than the former, and the King thought he ſaw ſome beams of joy darting a good augure from <hi>Soſthenes</hi>'s face.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Menalippa</hi> entred the Chamber, followed by <hi>Leander</hi> and <hi>Beliſa,</hi> but it was with leſs fierceneſs, and more ſweetneſs than formerly. The King cauſed a Chair to be ſet for her by <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s Bed, where being fate, <hi>Alcamenes, ſaid ſhe, (with an aſſured countenance)</hi> I come to make that reparation which I owe to you if you are innocent, or which I owe my ſelf if you are guilty of that Fact which I would have puniſhed by the loſs of your life; I will make a confeſſion of that before the King, and other perſons here preſent, which I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fuſed to confeſs in the extremities of my life to my own Mother; and which I would ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver confeſs to any, were my own life only intereſſed therein. I have loved (ſince I muſt ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge it) with an innocent affection the valiant <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> his Birth was never known to me, though I am not ignorant that it was of the moſt illuſtrious amongſt men;
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but I have loved in him all the vertues, and with ſo much innocence and purity, that this aſſeveration makes me not bluſh. I have loſt him by a diſmal accident, on that day he ſhould have fought with you: I ſaw him mortally wounded, under thoſe Arms known to all <hi>Da<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cia</hi> by the brave Actions he performed under them; and as he was giving up the Ghoſt in my Arms, I demanded the Name of his Murtherer, and could draw nothing out of his mouth, but (the Prince of <hi>Scythia.)</hi> That which I owed to his revenge made me forget my Sex, love liſted me a Souldier, and I covered my ſelf with the Arms of my dear <hi>Alci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon,</hi> to revenge him by the death of <hi>Alcamenes;</hi> and it hapned that, in that Combat, you ſpake to me of <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> and boaſted that you had puniſhed his boldneſs, uttering whatever could confirm me in the opinion I had conceived; you know what effects it hath produced ſince: love rendred me furions to revenge him I loved; and I have not ſpared your life, having firſt expoſed mine to all manner of diſgraces. You have accuſed me doubtleſs of cruelty, but you would rather have excuſed me, were my paſſion ſufficiently known to you. In brief I have believed you the cruel Murtherer of my beloved <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> but this day that belief hath been ſhaken by contrary appearances; the King of the <hi>Nomades</hi> is accuſed of this Fact, and I have rather believed it of him, than of ſuch a Prince as <hi>Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes,</hi> in whom I have alwayes found too much vertue to have believed him ſo guilty, had not mine eyes and ears impoſed a contrary opinion: Many things do perſwade me that you are innocent, and the ſpirit of <hi>Alcimedon</hi> it ſelf reſiſted this Night the reſentments I had againſt you, and complained of the wound you received from me, yet it was from <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s own mouth that I learnt his deſtiny, and you your ſelf ſpake to me of <hi>Alcime<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>don,</hi> as of a perſon whoſe moſt ſecret thoughts you knew: My Soul is ſo troubled at ſo many contrary appearances, that I know not whereon to rely; and I ſhould loſe my judg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, but that <hi>Soſthenes</hi> makes me hope that you will draw me out of this cruel uncer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainty; if you are innocent of this Crime, I will repair with the laſt drop of my blood, the injuries I have done you; if not, I will endeavour to ſatisfie <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s Ghoſt, by ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>crificing my own life, not indeavouring any thing more againſt yours, which after the ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nerous treatments which I have received from the King your Father, and your ſelf, I can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>not attempt without ingratitude.</p>
               <p>Thus ſpake <hi>Menalippa.</hi> And <hi>Alcamenes</hi> (who called all his courage to his aſſiſtance) loſt not one of theſe words: But! O gods! what expreſſions can repreſent the ſtate of his Soul, at this change of his Fortune! He apprehended at the ſame time, not only that he was not hated by <hi>Menalippa,</hi> not only that her great Soul was touched with pity for him, and that he now ceaſed to be the object of her cruel hate which had produced ſo many funeſt effects; but alſo, that all thoſe violent demonſtrations of her hatred againſt <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> were the moſt tender and moſt paſſionate proofs of her love to <hi>Alcimedon;</hi> in ſhort, the wound he had received, the blood he had loſt, the dangers he had run, both from the hand of <hi>Menalippa,</hi> and all thoſe Enemies whom ſhe had raiſed againſt him, were ſo many teſtimonies of the moſt violent love he could have deſired his Princeſſes heart to be poſſeſſed with.</p>
               <p>Certainly <hi>(great Ladies)</hi> it will be very hard to apprehend to what extremities this knowledge carried him, and if grief had almoſt caſt him into the Tomb, joy wanted but little of producing the ſame effects; he ſtrove with it a long time, knowing he ſhould need all his Forces to reſiſt it; and though he could not become an intire Maſter, yet he obtained ſo much of his patience, as was neceſſary to advance his Fortune to the uttermoſt, He remained a long time unable to ſpeak, and gave <hi>Menalippa</hi> leaſure enough to inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pret his ſilence amiſs, but having diſſipated part of that which impeded his Diſcourſe: <hi>Yes, Menalippa,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>Alcamenes hath puniſhed the audacious</hi> Alcimedon; <hi>but</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>(too glorious to be beloved of</hi> Menalippa) <hi>hath forgiven</hi> Alcamenes <hi>thoſe things he made him ſuffer; and</hi> Alcamenes <hi>cannot complain of</hi> Menalippa<hi>'s cruelty, if</hi> Menalippa <hi>ſtill loves her Alcimedon.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>He ſpake only theſe few words, and there needed no more to make <hi>Menalippa</hi> know the beloved voyce of <hi>Alcimedon; Beliſa</hi> and <hi>Leander</hi> who knew it (notwithſtanding the reſpect of the place) cryed both together: and the Princeſs impatient, or rather tranſport<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, drew the Curtain to view <hi>Alcamene</hi>'s face, and there found, maugre its paleneſs, all the lineaments of <hi>Alcimedon.</hi> A while ſhe reſiſted theſe appearances, which ſhe could not but ſuſpect, comparing what ſhe ſaw, to what ſhe had ſeen; the Prince perceived her aſtoniſhment, and taking courage from his good Fortune: <hi>Doubt not, Madam,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>that this</hi> Alcamenes <hi>whom you have ſo hated, is the ſame</hi> Alcimedon <hi>whom you confeſs to have ſo dearly loved; and, as you never declared to the Queen your Mother the affection you bear</hi> Alcimedon, <hi>ſo did I never acquaint the King my Father, that</hi> Alcimedon <hi>was</hi> Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes.</p>
               <p>
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Him whom you ſaw exſpire under mine Arms, was without doubt the unfortunate <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes,</hi> whoſe ſtory you ſhall know hereafter: and if you remember the words I ſpake to you in the Combate, you will judge that <hi>Alcamenes</hi> as <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> might ſpeak them of <hi>Alcimedon:</hi> And laſtly, Madam, (continued he, taking one of her fair hands, and preſſing it with a thouſand fiery kiſſes) the ſame <hi>Alcimedon</hi> who promiſed you the Crown of <hi>Scythia,</hi> is ſtill in a condition of making you the ſame offer, through his Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers bounty; and if you will permit him to paſs at your feet, the reliques of that life which the Gods ſhall afford him, you will too generouſly repair thoſe evils he hath ſuffer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by you, and thereby render me as happy and glorious, as even now I ſuppoſed my ſelf miſerable.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Alcamenes</hi> added many words to theſe, during which, the Princeſs was partly recover<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed from her aſtoniſhment, and poſſeſt with ſo immoderate a joy, that it had likely to have proved mortal. After a ſtrong reſiſtance, neither modeſty, nor the Kings preſence, could hinder her from throwing her arms about his neck; and preſſing him with ſo much affection, that the Prince, unable to reſiſt ſo dear carreſſes, had almoſt fainted in her arms: <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> ſaid ſhe! my dear <hi>Alcimedon!</hi> expreſſing by theſe words only, the tenderneſs of her heart, better than by the moſt eloquent ſhe could have ſpoken; a River of tears (whoſe courſe ſhe could not reſiſt) ſucceeded, and oppoſed themſelves to all the tumultuous expreſſion ſhe would have uttered: but having given to her joy, all that ſhe could not refuſe to <hi>Alcimedon</hi> living, ſhe began to conſider <hi>Alcimedon</hi> dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gerouſly wounded by her own hand, and this conſideration had almoſt carried her into her former tranſports of grief. How often in a moment did ſhe ask pardon for her cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>elty with a torrent of tears? how did ſhe deteſt that cruel hand which gave the unhumane blow? and, how often did the tranſported Prince proteſt, that her greateſt favours had never been ſo ſweet as this precious wound, which had given him ſo infallible a proof of her affection for <hi>Alcimedon?</hi> I ſhall abuſe your patience (great Princeſſes) if I draw this diſcourſe to a greater length, and ſince there is nothing more conſiderable to ſay, I ſhall conclude in a few words.</p>
               <p>The firſt tranſports being over, the King drew near to participate in the common joy, and having joyned to the pardon which he begged of <hi>Menalippa</hi> for his reſentments againſt her, his thanks for her affection to <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> he underſtood by <hi>Leander</hi> and <hi>Soſthenes,</hi> all his Son's adventures, to the leaſt particulars; and <hi>Menalippa</hi> recounted the cauſe of her er<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour to proceed from <hi>Alcimedon</hi>'s change of Arms with <hi>Cleomenes;</hi> and <hi>Alcamenes</hi> learnt poor <hi>Cleomenes</hi>'s fate, whereof till then he had been ignorant.</p>
               <p>The wound of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> was the only obſtacle to their happineſs, and it pleaſed the Gods that within a few days they loſt their fears of him, and a little after he quitted his Bed and Chamber, recovering with his fortune his ſtrength and courage, though with diſplea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure to ſee himſelf ſo ſoon cured of a wound, which he had received by a hand ſo dear, and upon an account ſo glorious.</p>
               <p>He was ſcarce cured, when the King, having obtained <hi>Menalippa</hi>'s permiſſion, ſent the Princé of the <hi>Tauro-Scythes</hi> to the Queen <hi>Amalthea,</hi> to relate the won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derful adventures of theſe two Lovers, and demanded her conſent to the Marriage: To which ſhe agreed with exceeding joy, and a ſatisfaction much more intire, when ſhe underſtood that <hi>Alcamenes,</hi> whom ſhe had ſometime ſo hated,, was <hi>Alcimedon,</hi> whom ſhe ſo dearly loved: She ſent into <hi>Scythia</hi> the flower of her Court, to aſſiſt at the ceremony of ſo famous an Alliance; and the Prince <hi>Barzanes,</hi> raviſht with joy at the fortune of his friend, and pardoning him the refuſal of his Daughter, was the chief of that proud Ambaſſage. At laſt, they arrived at <hi>Serica,</hi> where <hi>Alca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>camenes</hi> excuſed his ingratitude to <hi>Barzanes,</hi> and received him with all the careſſes and honour he could have rendred to the King his Father; and his power from the Queen of <hi>Dasia</hi> was no ſooner underſtood; but all things were prepared for this famous Wedding, which a few days after (with all imaginal pomp and ſatisfaction to the two Lovers, in the injoyment of a happineſs which had been croſt by ſo many traverſes of Fortune) was accompliſhed.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Merodates</hi> (intirely cured) aſſiſted at this famous Marriage, not teſtifying the leaſt regret; and having promiſed to <hi>Alcamenes</hi> an eternal friendſhip, returned into his King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom, whence, as I learned ſince, he carried a War into <hi>Thrace;</hi> and there loſt his life, hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing acquired a beautiful reputation by many Victories.</p>
               <p>It is ſome five or ſix years, ſince the concluſion of the Amours of <hi>Alcamenes</hi> and <hi>Menalip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pa;</hi> and it is certain that their love hath ever ſince continued in its primitive ardour; and that <hi>Alcamenes</hi> contemplating daily the admirable vertues of the Queen his Spouſe, hath alwayes conſidered her as a divine perſon.</p>
               <p>
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The King <hi>Orontes</hi> dyed two years after theſe Nuptials; and it was about the time of <hi>Alcamenes</hi>'s Coronation that I arrived in <hi>Scythia,</hi> where I had the honour to be known by this great Prince, and where I took care to inform my ſelf particularly of his me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>morable adventures.</p>
               <p>Thus finiſhed <hi>Megacles</hi> his long relation, poſſeſſing both the Princeſſes with admiration, which they expreſſed by divers Queſtions, notwithſtanding the preſſures of their own mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunes.</p>
               <p>After this converſe, <hi>Megacles</hi> cauſed Supper to be ſerved in, and a little after gave them the good night; both the Princeſſes lying together, fought to unbend their cruel in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quietudes, by ſome moments of repoſe.</p>
            </div>
            <trailer>
               <hi>The End of the Eighth</hi> Part <hi>of</hi> Cleopatra.</trailer>
         </div>
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            <head>HYMEN'S <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. Part. <hi>IX.</hi>
            </head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>LIB. I.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The two Princeſſes</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>compare their Misfortunes, and compaſſionate and comfort one another.</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>out of her Love to</hi> Alexander, <hi>and the Deſire ſhe had to be acquainted with her future Relations, entreats</hi> Cleopatra <hi>to give her an account of her Brothers and Siſters.</hi> Cleopatra <hi>relates the Hiſtory of</hi> Julius Antonius, Antonia, <hi>and young</hi> Ptolomy. Julius Antonius, <hi>riding a hunting one day, is thrown by his Horſe; and relieved by an unknown Lady, whom he falls paſſionately in love with.</hi> Lucius Scipio <hi>is in love with</hi> Emilia, <hi>the Daughter of</hi> Statilius Scaurus. <hi>Being a friend of</hi> Antonius<hi>'s, he carries him to ſee his Miſtreſſe, where, by a fatall chance, he meets with the unknown La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy, who proves to be</hi> Tullia, <hi>the Daughter of</hi> Cicero. <hi>She abhors</hi> Antonius, <hi>as being the Son of</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Fulvia, <hi>who had put</hi> Cicero <hi>to an ignominious and cruel death.</hi> Tullia <hi>is courted by</hi> Cecinna, <hi>with the approbation of her brother</hi> Quintus Cicero, <hi>who bringing her one day to the Amphitheatre, to ſee the combats of certain beaſts,</hi> Antonius <hi>hath another ſight of her, but is much troubled at her kindneſs to</hi> Cecinna. <hi>She ſhews him a box, wherein was her own picture, which he going to return her, it ſlips out of his hands into the</hi> Area, <hi>where the beaſts fought.</hi> Antonius, <hi>perceiving how much</hi> Tullia <hi>was troubled at it, out of an extravagance of paſſion, leaps down into the</hi> Area <hi>among the beaſts, and takes it up: but bringing it to her, out of a confidence ſhe would take that expreſſion of his love with civility, if not with kindneſſe, ſhe, out of the horrid averſion ſhe had for him, would not receive it: whereupon he keeps it, proteſting he would never reſtore it to any hands but her own.</hi> Cecinna, <hi>meeting him afterwards alone, demands the box of him, which</hi> An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tonius <hi>refuſing to deliver him, it begat a duel, wherein</hi> Cecinna <hi>is killed. Upon which ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cident, as alſo at the requeſt of</hi> Tullia, <hi>that he would not appear in her ſight again,</hi> Antonius <hi>leaves</hi> Rome, <hi>and is never after heard of.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>
                  <seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>HE ſlumber of the two fair Princeſſes could not be long, not only becauſe the night was far ſpent before they fell afleep, but alſo becauſe the importunate reſentment of their misfortunes would not permit a reſt of any great continu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance. They had hardly opened their bright eyes to receive in the light, but they opened them withal to let out tears:and it could hardly be diſcerned whether came out of their mouths firſt, or certain broken ſighes or ſome mournful expreſſions. The dawning muſt needs be full of affliction, that was to be delivered of a day ſo fatal to theſe two deſolate Princeſſes: for neither could the great courage of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> nor the reſigna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of <hi>Artemiſa</hi> fortifie them, ſo as to entertain with conſtancy, the firſt idaea that pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented it ſelf to their imaginations, of the miſery they were to expect. <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> having been awake ſome few minutes, and beſtowed her firſt reflections on the memory of her <hi>Alexander,</hi> turns to the Princeſſe <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and putting forth her arm to embrace her, ſhe felt her give a little ſtart, and turning from her to the other ſide with a certain action, wherein ſhe obſerved no ſmall diſturbance; Thinking her ſelf obliged to be as tender of the concernment of that dear Siſter of hers, as of her own: ſhe haſtily asked her the rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon
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of it; and the fair Daughter of <hi>Anthony,</hi> uſhering in her anſwer with certain ſighs, Siſter, ſaid ſhe to her, the affliction I am in does not only diſturb my reaſon, but it is as unmerciful to my ſenſes; and my deluded imagination, having while I ſlept entertained me with the idaea of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> hath brought in to my ears, the ſound of his very voice, and cauſed me to hear certain words, which I ſhould be confident could proceed from no other mouth than his, were I not now ſatisfied, to my confuſion, that it is onely to my imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nation, that I muſt attribute theſe deplorable effects of my affliction. <hi>Inexorable, and yet unfortunate Princeſs, (ſaies that known voice) I muſt then be content to loſe you for ever.</hi> Theſe few words are all I heard, or, to ſay better, thought I heard but the ſound; I have ſome time been ſo well acquainted with, hath made ſuch an impreſſion in my hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, that, with all the aſſiſtance of my reaſon, I can hardly be perſwaded, that I have not heard the very voice of <hi>Coriolanus.</hi> 'Twas with that reflection that I ſtarted as you felt, and turning to you that I looked wiſh'dly about me through that remainder of the impreſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, which my errour had left in my thoughts.</p>
               <p>Such was the diſcourſe of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> approved her opinion: but it was not long ere ſhe fell into another imagination which might have added very much to her affliction, had ſhe faſtned her thoughts on it: for ſhe imagined for ſome minutes, that <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> killed in the combat wherein ſhe had left him ingaged; it might haply be that his ſpirit, wandring about that which he had ſome time dearly loved, had entertained her with thoſe paſſionate words. This reflection found at firſt ſome little entertainment in her mind, and might have done abundance of miſchief there, had ſhe afforded it any long entertainment: but that being ſuch in her, as was not capable of ordinary weakneſſe, that extravagance was ſoon diſpell'd by the light of her reaſon and communicated to <hi>Arte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſa,</hi> who gave it more credit then ſhe had done. For the <hi>Armenian</hi> Princeſſe was eaſily drawn in, to think the opinion very probable, and ſoon perſwaded, that if it were true, that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had heard certain words pronounced by a voice, like that of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> 'twas, queſtionleſſe, the ſpirit of that unfortunate Prince, dead in the combat, wherein they had left him with little aſſurance of his ſafety, that ſpoke them to the Princeſſe he had ſo dearly loved while he lived, and whom haply he ſtill loved, even after his death. From the opinion ſhe had conceived of the death of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> ſhe derived all the affliction her vertue could give her for a Prince, whoſe extraordinary endowment deſerved a better fate; and the friendſhip ſhe had for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> for a man, who (how angry ſoever ſhe might ſeem to be, and how highly ſoever ſhe might diſguiſe her ſentiments) was much dearer to her, than her life. Certain it is, that what ſenſe ſoever ſhe might have of her own misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes, it abated nothing of what ſhe conceived for ſo great a loſſe, ſo that to the tears ſhe ſhed for her own unhappineſſe, ſhe added ſome for the death of <hi>Juba</hi>'s ſon. But when, reflecting on her fortune, ſhe paſſed from one conſideration to another, and was ſatisfied that ſhe might mind her own intereſt with thoſe of others, without any breach either of friendſhip or generoſity, ſhe thought, that, if <hi>Coriolanus</hi> were, for certain, dead, (an ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cident ſhe neither could nor would conceive, without an extraordinary affliction) it might occaſion no inconſiderable alteration in <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s condition and her own, and that, it being not impoſſible, <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s inclinations might change, when the object of her affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons were in the grave, if ſhe could conſider the love of the King her Brother, with other eyes than ſhe had done before, and be perſwaded by time and neceſſity to marry him, that Prince, how exaſperated ſoever he might be againſt <hi>Artemiſa</hi> and <hi>Alexander,</hi> would not onely pardon them for <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s ſake, but would, no doubt, confirm their marriage, and ſuffer them to enjoy in quiet what they had ſought with ſo much trouble and danger. To this happineſſe would be added alſo that of having <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> for whom ſhe had a paſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>onate affection, her Siſter two ſeveral wayes, inſomuch, that this reflection flattered her into a hope that was not unpleaſant. True it is, that ſhe could not raiſe it to that height, as to reflect on the death of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> without grief, but rather that ſhe was content to ſeek out ſome comfort in her misfortunes, without intrenching ſo much as to the leaſt wiſh, upon what ſhe ought the vertue and friendſhip of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> Yet durſt ſhe not commu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nicate this reflection to the deſolate daughter of <hi>Anthony,</hi> conceiving, not without reaſon, that ſuch a Diſcourſe would not be delightful to her: but ſhe felt her reſolution growing ſtronger and ſtronger by that glimpſe of hope, and betrayed in her countenance, more ſetledneſſe and leſſe ſorrow, than ſhe had done the day, nay indeed, for ſome minutes, before.</p>
               <p>This little alteration happened in her thoughts, at the ſame time that thoſe of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> met with ſuch another; for that fair Princeſſe, out of motives quite contrary to thoſe of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> had juſt then faſtned on reſolutions, worthy the <hi>Cleopatra</hi>'s. She had hardly well fixed on them, but, not able to diſguiſe them either by her countenance or her diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe,
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ſhe embraced <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> with a geſture leſſe ſad than all the precedent; and letting her read in her eyes part of what paſſed in her ſoul, Siſter, ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>Let us not weep any longer, but rather hope, from the aſſiſtance of the Gods and our own Courage, the reme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy of our misfortunes; it may be our unhappineſſe will not be ſo great us we were afraid it may; and if our hard fates reſerve us for what we fear as moſt inſupportable, we ſhall not want the aſſiſtance of our vertue, either to overcome, or to entertain it as we ought. For your part,</hi> Siſter, <hi>I hope it will be no hard matter to pacifie the King your Brother; and I think it not impoſſible, you and</hi> Alexander <hi>may come together: and for me, I can eaſily contemn whatever may happen to me, when I do life it ſelf. Ever ſince the cruel confidence I have had of the infi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delity of</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>I value it ſo little that I ſhould not be much troubled to loſe it, when e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver it ſhall pleaſe my ill fortune to put me into any ſuch exigency; and if the King your Brother violates the reſpect due to me, or do any thing that ſhall make my captivity inſufferable to me; I ſhall free my ſelf by the ſame courſes the Queen my mother took to avoid it; and I have that example ſo much before my eyes that I were unworthy the name I bear, ſhould I ſeek for aſſiſtance any where elſe while I have that of my own courage. This reſolution once taken, I no longer fear the King of</hi> Armenia, <hi>and ſince I hope no more of</hi> Coriolanus <hi>whether dead or unfaithful, I look on whatever may happen to me, in a manner with indifference, and ſhall entertain it haply with a conſtancy whereof the very example may add much to yours.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>No doubt but <hi>Artemiſa</hi> found ſome comfort in this diſcourſe of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> not that ſhe approved that hope, which the daughter of <hi>Anthony</hi> grounded only on a contempt of life, but was glad to ſee her in a quieter poſture then ſhe had been in before: and though ſhe had not the confidence to diſcover to her the reflection that had found her the entertainment of ſome few minutes, yet was ſhe of a belief that time might ſo diſpoſe of her as to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dure ſuch a diſcourſe, and that in the mean time ſhe might admit a converſation leſſe affli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctive than that wherein they had already paſſed away ſo many cruel hours. Accordingly, no ſooner were theſe two Princeſſes reſolved to ſubmit to what the uncertainty of fortune might caſt upon them, but they ſeemed to be quite changed from what they were; the current of their tears was dried up, and by degrees they paſſed to ſome diſcourſe diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent from that of their preſent misfortune. Yet could not <hi>Artemiſa</hi> give over diſputing in favour of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and would maintain againſt <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that after the laſt expreſſions he had given her of his affection, in his forſaking of his kingdom, the trouble it was to wander up and down the earth to find her out, and the late combat he was engaged in be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore their eyes, againſt thoſe that would have raviſhed them, ſhe could not be perſwaded he was unfaithful to her. <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who would gladly have been induced to believe <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus</hi> innocent, oppoſed what ſhe ſaid with the reaſons before alleadged, yet ſo as that through her arguments, might be perceived part of what <hi>Artemiſa</hi> repreſented in his fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour. But at laſt this diſcourſe of a perſon, of whoſe life there was much uncertainty, ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ding to her grief, ſhe would needs change it, and put <hi>Artemiſa</hi> upon ſome other.</p>
               <p>The love which that Princeſſe had for <hi>Alexander,</hi> made her deſirous to know, and willing to hearken to any thing that related to his family, as if ſhe had ſome concernment therein; and that conſiſting of divers illuſtrious perſons of both ſexes, <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who had ſeen only <hi>Alexander,</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and young <hi>Ptolomey</hi> while yet a child, had the curio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſity to deſire ſome account of the Siſters and Brothers of her beloved Prince. She had not the time to underſtand the particularities of their lives and fortunes, (for what ſhe had heard from <hi>Alexander,</hi> related to the time while they were yet very young, and not what happened to them ſince his departure from <hi>Rome:)</hi> but though ſhe would gladly have been informed of all, yet had ſhe a more particular inclination for the Princes <hi>Antonia,</hi> whom <hi>Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>opatra</hi> had mentioned very much to her advantage in her own Hiſtory, and young <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> of whom ſhe had heard ſuch beginnings, as gave many occaſion to conceive very great hopes of him. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> ſatisfied her as to all ſhe deſired; but afterwards obſerving, her deſign was to have a more particular knowledge of them, and thinking it cruelty not to comply with the affection ſhe expreſſed towards her houſe: <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>I perceive you are not ſatisfied with the account I have given you of our houſe, and if we were in ſome other place, I had already entertained you with the diſcourſe, you would put me upon, of the fortunes of our neereſt relations: but, Siſter, the likelihood I am in to engage in a long relation much diſconſonant to our preſent condition, and ſuch as would require ſuch a freedom of ſpirit as I now have not as to narration, nor you to attention, deterres me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ah Siſter, ſayes</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>for my part, what misfortune ſoever I am perſecuted with, I cannot want the attention I ought to have for the fortunes of our Brethren; and if you can as well without inconvenience give me a particular account of their lives and affairs, as I ſhould hear it without paſſion, you would make no difficulty to undertake a relation, that may prove the greateſt caſe to my afflictions, that haply they are capable of. Not, Siſter, that I dare,</hi>
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                  <hi>without bluſhing, put you to that trouble, and if you think it fit that</hi> Camilla, <hi>or any other of your Women, who haply can ſatisfie me as to what I would know, ſupply your place, I ſhould make leſſe difficulty to abuſe her patience than yours, and ſhould nevertheleſſe receive the ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction I deſire. Siſter,</hi> replies Cleopatra, <hi>no doubt but</hi> Camilia <hi>is able to acquaint you with part of what you deſire, and would entertain you with adventures, ſuch as muſt needs be known to the perſons that were about us: but ſhe cannot poſſibly give you an account of ſome particularities, that haply went no farther than my knowledge, ſince it was to me more than any one elſe, that the perſons now to be ſpoken of, communicated their moſt ſecret ſentiments, and that it was in a manner in my preſence, that the greateſt part of the things happened. The rela<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion will haply be ſomewhat long, (though it may not contain any great variety of adventures, and that in all likelihood I ſhall not be able to leave off when I would) but ſince I made a ſhift yeſterday to continue that which I had begun, of the Hiſtory of my own misfortunes, I hope I ſhall be as able to go through with this, and I ſhall endeavour all that lies in my power not to omit any thing that may any way ſatisfie your curioſity.</hi> Whereupon <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> preparing her ſelf for the narration, the two Princeſſes thought it their beſt courſe to lye ſtill abed, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cauſe it was very betimes in the morning, and bid thoſe that waited on them, to prevent, as much as they could, any from coming to diſturb them. <hi>Camilia</hi> took that charge upon her, and ſo, not long after, the fair <hi>Cleopatra</hi> having beſtowed ſome few minutes to recall into her memory the things ſhe had to ſay, began her diſcourſe in theſe terms.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <head>THE HISTORY OF <hi>JULIUS ANTONIUS, ANTONIA</hi> and <hi>PTOLOMEY.</hi>
                  </head>
                  <p>BEfore I give you the account you deſire of the adventures of <hi>Ptolomey</hi> and <hi>Antonia,</hi> it will not be amiſſe, Siſter, to make mention of an Elder Brother we have had, &amp; whom haply we have yet, though I ſaid little of him in myown Hiſtory, in regard it is ſo long time ſince we have either ſeen or heard of him, that we have acted hi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therto as if there were no ſuch perſon in the World. His beginning diſcovered him not to be unworthy the blood of <hi>Anthony,</hi> and all things in him were great enough to reſcue him from the oblivion of his neereſt relations. But before I acquaint you with the firſt be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ginnings of his life, and the ſtrange accident whereby we loſt him, I ſhall tell you what condition the unfortunate <hi>Anthony</hi> left his family in when he dyed, though I doubt not but you have heard ſomthing of it from <hi>Alexander.</hi> I am eaſily perſwaded, Siſter, you are not to learn how that <hi>Anthony</hi> left ſeven children by three wives, by <hi>Fulvia,</hi> who was the firſt <hi>Antillus,</hi> and <hi>Julius Antonius,</hi> by <hi>Octavia, Caeſar</hi>'s Siſter, the two Princeſſes, <hi>Agrip<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pina</hi> and <hi>Antonia;</hi> and by Queen <hi>Cleopatra, Alexander, Ptolomey,</hi> and my ſelf. For the two daughters by <hi>Octavia,</hi> and for us, the iſſue of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> we all had our education to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether, in the houſe of that Vertuous Princeſſe, with all the civilities and kindneſſes that could be expected from a moſt affectionate mother; and as to the two children of <hi>Fulvia, Antillus</hi> was killed not long after the death of our Father, by <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Souldiers, (his fate having proved not unlike that of our Brother <hi>Caeſarion,</hi> whoſe firſt eruptions, and the great inclinations he diſcovered, raiſed ſome jealouſie of him in <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who for that reaſon took away his life) and <hi>Julius Antonius</hi> was provided for as we were by the indul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gent
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                     <hi>Octavia:</hi> and not long after poſſeſſed of the houſe of <hi>Fulvia,</hi> and all the eſtate belong<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing thereto, with an addition of ſomewhat out of <hi>Anthony</hi>'s. To be ſhort, his condition was ſuch, that he needed not envy the fortunes of any <hi>Roman</hi> whatſoever, and though he had not thoſe Kingdoms at his diſpoſal, which had been at his Father's, yet did he keep up our houſe in the greateſt luſtre it ever was in before the death of <hi>Julius Caeſar,</hi> and before <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Auguſtus</hi> made themſelves Maſters of the Empire. He was elder than <hi>Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ander</hi> and my ſelf by ſeven or eight years, inſomuch, that within a ſhort time after our misfortune, and while we were yet brought up as children by <hi>Octavia,</hi> he was numbred among the young Princes that pretended to employments and opportunities of acquiring fame. He was certainly born to all the nobleſt and greateſt endowments, and though he were not ſo <hi>fair</hi> as <hi>Alexander,</hi> yet had he a high and majeſtick look, was of a proper ſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, and wanted not any of thoſe advantages, either of body or mind, which could ratio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nally be wiſhed in him. With this, his inclinations were abſolutely noble; he was whol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly diſpoſed to the acquiſitions of vertue, and an earneſt ſuitor to thoſe opportunities which lead a man to glory. We cannot indeed complain, but that he expreſſed as great affection towards us, as we could expect from a Brother, and him a vertuous one: but in regard we were of ſeveral venter's, lived in ſeveral houſes, nay, that ours was in ſome ſort divided between him and us, and that even among the kindred of <hi>Fulvia,</hi> there was no ſmall averſion for the name of <hi>Cleopatra;</hi> certain it is, that our familiarity was ſo much the leſſe with him, and that he concerned himſelf leſſe in our Affairs, than if our family had not been diſ-united: which is the reaſon that you have had ſo little mention made of him in the firſt beginnings of the life of <hi>Alexander</hi> and mine. Whence yet I would not have it thought, as I told you, that we can reproach <hi>Julius Antonius</hi> with any backwardneſſe to do all the civilities and good offices we could expect from his friendſhip; but that when any great emergencies interven'd, he was no longer among us; and it is upon that account that I have been deſtitute of his aſſiſtances in all thoſe occaſions which the love of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> hath furniſhed me with, to make uſe of them, and of which I have already made you a relation.</p>
                  <p>You have, I queſtion not, underſtood, from <hi>Alexander,</hi> as alſo from me, all the par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticularities of our youngery ears; but to give you an account of <hi>Julius Antonius,</hi> I am to tell you, that after he had attained perfection in all thoſe exerciſes, that are proper to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of his birth, he was no ſooner arrived to an age fit to bear arms, but he ſought out the wars with much earneſtneſſe, and ingaging himſelf in the armies of <hi>Dalmatia, Pannonia,</hi> as alſo that which <hi>Marcus Craſſus</hi> conducted againſt the <hi>Baſternes,</hi> and having gone through all employments and charges ſuitable to his age, with all the good ſucceſs imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nable, he acquired a noble ſame, and gave the World ground to conceive as glorious hopes of him as of any other whatſoever. Being, after ſeveral years ſpent in tra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vel, returned to <hi>Rome,</hi> he ſetled there, and was honoured by all, nay wanted not from <hi>Caeſar</hi> himſelf more then ordinary expreſſions of eſteem and affection. He was at firſt eſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bliſhed at the Court among perſons of the higheſt rank, ſo far, that onely <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and the children of <hi>Livia,</hi> particularly favoured by <hi>Caeſar,</hi> ſeemed, by reaſon of the advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tage of their fortune, to aim at higher pretences. His expence was noble and magnificent, his diſpoſition inclined to do civilities and to oblige, and his whole deportment ſuch as all the World approved, and were ſatisfied with. Accordingly, he ſoon got him a great number of friends, and, thoſe onely excepted, whom the diviſions of <hi>Rome,</hi> and the diſtra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctions of the <hi>Triumvirate</hi> had made irreconcileable enemies to our houſe, there were very few of the Roman Nobility, who had not a particular eſteem for him, and courted not his friendſhip. When he went to <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s Palace, he was attended by a gallant retinue of young Gentlemen. In all publick ſhews, and all Aſſemblies that met either at the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſes, or at the young Princeſſe <hi>Julia</hi>'s, he alwayes had the general acclamations: and it was already the ordinary talk in <hi>Rome,</hi> that, if Fortune were any thing favourable to him, he would raiſe the houſe of <hi>Anthony</hi> to the height of luſtre it had been in ſome few years before. But it was not the pleaſure of the gods, he ſhould continue long in that condition, and the quiet that he himſelf loſt after a very ſtrange manner, proved the oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion of our loſing of him to our no ſmall grief. Now, Siſter, ſhall you hear ſomething which you will haply be aſtoniſhed at, as to the parallel you will find there is between the fate of <hi>Alexander</hi> and that of <hi>Antonius;</hi> whence you will haply imagine, that fortune treating them as Brothers, would needs have ſome conformity between their adventures.</p>
                  <p>Among thoſe exerciſes of the body he was moſt addicted to, <hi>Antonius</hi> was the greateſt lover of hunting, and uſed it very often. To that end being gone adays journy from <hi>Rome</hi> on the <hi>Tuſculum<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                     </hi> ſide, where the Country is very pleaſant, and very fit for that kind of divertiſement, he paſſed away certain dayes there, with abundance of ſatisfaction.
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The laſt of thoſe he intended to beſtow on that exerciſe, being, as he was hunting a Stagge, forced to croſſe certain woods in the purſuit, he came into a very pleaſant valley, where putting-on his Horſe very negligently down a little deſcent, and along the ſlippery graſſe, he ſtumbled, but ſo of a ſudden, that he could not get his feet out of the ſtirrups, nor prevent the horſe falling upon him ſo violently, that having knocked his head againſt the root of a tree, he was not only ſenſe-leſſe for the time, but received alſo a very conſiderable wound. A further misfortune was, that none of his fellow-huntſmen being mounted comparably to him, or having taken other wayes, there was not any one of his people neer him, to afford him any aſſiſtance in that condition, ſo that he lay groveling on the ground, ſenſe-leſſe, loſing blood; and being much in need of help, when certain perſons that paſſed by in a Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riot, in a way not far off, drew neerer, and came out of the Chariot to relieve him. They were in number three, and they women, without any man with them, but he that drove the Chariot, and certain ſlaves that followed it. She of the women that ſeemed to be of the greateſt quality, perceiving my Brother to be in the ſad condition I told you of, was extreamly troubled for him. and concluding otherwiſe by his countenance, and the ſumptu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ouſneſſe of his cloaths, (though he had onely a riding ſuit on) that he was of no mean condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, ſhe ſeemed very much inclined to do him all the good ſhe could. She firſt looked on the wound in his head, which ſhe found not to be very dangerous, yet did ſhe not think it a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſſe to put ſome linnen to it, which ſhe tore off the cloaths of her maids.</p>
                  <p>While ſhe was thus employed, <hi>Antonius,</hi> whoſe greateſt hurt proceeded from the ſenſe-leſſeneſs he had been in, comes to himſelf, and opening his eyes, ſaw that he was under the hands of thoſe fair and officious Surgeonneſſes. He was not a little aſtoniſhed at the adventure, and though he were in ſome doubt of the truth, nay, remembred that he had ſeen the Chariot as he came into the Valley, yet could he neither forbear being ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prized at the firſt, nor afterwards divert the amazement with the ſight of ſo beautiful a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, as ſhe that ſtood by him, put him into. He caſt his eyes upon her, yet without ſpeaking, and viewed her all over ſeveral times, in ſuch a manner, as eaſily betrayed his admiration. He had indeed ſome reaſon to look on her with a particular attention, for there was both in her countenance and her perſon, what might very well faſten the eye, and fetter the imagination. Her ſtature was of the nobleſt, and her deportment diſcovered a certain grace that was wholly particular. All the features of her face were regularly well drawn, her mouth extreamely handſome, her hair of the faireſt flaxen that could be, and her eyes were animated by ſomething ſo ſparkling, and withal ſo paſſionate, that, among the greateſt Beauties the earth affords, there is not haply any one ſo fit to produce a ſudden effect, and to imprint ſomething of paſſion in a ſoul capable there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of. In fine, whether ſhe were truly ſuch, or that the inclinations of <hi>Antonius</hi> repreſented her as as ſuch, ſhe ſeemed to him a very Admirable Perſon, and he looked on her a long time with a certain aſtoniſhment, without ſo much as being able to open his mouth to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge the good office ſhe had done him. But at laſt he abſolutely recovers himſelf as well of his ſurprize, as the ſenſe-leſſeneſſe occaſioned by his fall, and conceiving himſelf to be in a very undecent poſture, before a perſon he thought worthy all poſſible reſpects, he would needs riſe up, but he could not do it without ſome difficulty, as having his leg a little cruſhed by the horſe that had fallen upon it; inſomuch, that when he was got up, being not well able to ſtand, he was forced to lean againſt a tree, where, minding not ſo much the pain he felt, as the noble adventure he had met with, he at laſt broke forth, and looking on that fair Lady, with an action that already ſpoke ſomething that argued abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dance of paſſion, <hi>I know not,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>fair, or rather, divine, Lady, what acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgments I ought to return your Goodneſs, for words will be but weak expreſſions thereof, if you do me not an abſolute favour, by affording me ſome occaſion to return you part of what I owe you. The aſſiſtance you have received from me,</hi> replies that excellent perſon, with ſuch an accent as diſcovered ſomething ful of charm, <hi>is no more then what we are obliged to do to all thoſe that ſtand ſo much in need thereof as you did, and particularly to thoſe, who, as you, carry about them what diſtinguiſhes them from the ordinary rate of men. Your preſent condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion is not, as far as I can judge, very good, and therefore if you pleaſe to make uſe of my Chariot, I will bring you to a place, where you may receive the helps you ſtand in need of, better then you can here;</hi> Theſe words came from her (as <hi>Antonius</hi> hath related ſince) with ſo much kindneſſe, inſinuation and majeſty, that he was infinitely taken with it, and felt at that inſtant, the ſudden quickening of a paſſion, which till then could never get en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trance into his ſoul; inſomuch that he began to conſider her again with a geſture that ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed part of what he felt, and thinking it a diſhonour not to return ſome anſwer to ſo o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bliging a Proffer. <hi>I have not been able,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>to reſiſt the effects of your goodneſs, nor prevent your hands from taking the pains they have, becauſe I was in a condition that al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed</hi>
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                     <hi>me not the knowledge of your favours; but how precious ſoever I ought to account them, I ſhall not preſume ſo far upon you as to abuſe them, but be content to preſerve, till death deprive me of it, the glorious remembrance of thoſe I have received, without deſiring any other of you, which, being trouble ſome to you, might too much betray my incivility.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Thus did he endeavour to put off the civility of the Unknown Lady, wherewith yet he was at laſt willing to comply, out of the violent inclination he had to follow her: but juſt upon this comes in ſome of his people, and ſeeming to be not a little frighted at that ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venture, they came about their Maſter, viewing him all over with much earneſtneſs, and holding him up under the arms to help him to walk. <hi>Antonius</hi> began to feel within him a wound, which took up his thoughts more then the hurt of his body, and ſo was deſirous, with aſſiſtance of his men, to get near that fair Lady, who was gone ſome few paces from him: but at the ſame time one of her Maids, having before ſpoken to one of <hi>Anto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nius</hi> his men, comes to her, and whiſpers ſomething in her ear. She had no ſooner heard what ſhe ſaid, but her colour changed. She ſeemed to be extreamly at a loſſe; inſomuch, that turning her back on the Prince, after ſhe had called her ſlaves to her, ſhe went to her Chariot, got into it, commanded it ſhould be made faſt, and to make all haſt thence. <hi>Antonius,</hi> more ſurprized at this accident then he had been at the former, it raiſed in him a certain vexation and aſtoniſhment, ſo that being ſtill between his people, he lift up his voice, the better to be heard by that fair Lady: <hi>How, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>do you for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſake me ere you afford me the time to return you my thanks? I forgive them you,</hi> replied ſhe a little ſmartly, <hi>and you ſtand no longer in need of my aſſiſtance.</hi> The Prince was not able to maſter himſelf in the agitations, which ſo unexpected a ſeparation cauſed in him, inſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>much, that his impatience was ſuch that he ſpoke then what he would not haply have the confidence to ſpeak in a long time, had he been in another condition, <hi>Ah Madam,</hi> cry'd he, <hi>the pain I endure, is much very greater than you imagine, and the wound you have ſeen is very ſlight in compariſon of that which you have given me, Alaſſe,</hi> continued he, ſeeing her departing, and following her with his eyes, while ſhe made all the haſt ſhe could away, <hi>must I loſe you ſo ſuddenly, and with ſo much cruelty, without knowing either the cauſe of your departure, or my unhappineſſe? What have I done? What have I attemp<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted? Or what have I ſo much as thought, that ſhould in a moment work a change in thoſe offi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious inclinations? Have you perceived in my heart the creation of your own eyes there? Or have you diſcovered therein any thing ſo injurious to your ſelf, as to arm, in an inſtant, with ſo much disdain, a mind wherein I had found ſo much goodneſs, and ſo much humanity?</hi> Theſe words he ſcatered into the air, while the Chariot drove on with all ſpeed, till that, not long after getting into a Wood, he quite loſt the ſight of it.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Antonius,</hi> over-preſſed with affliction, ſate him down on the graſs, whereupon reflect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing on his adventure, he found ſo much matter to grive at, that it was with much ado that he admitted any the leaſt mitigation thereof. He was ignorant what motive could in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce a perſon ſo officious, and one that had made proffers to him ſo full of obligation, af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter ſhe had aſſiſted him with her own hands, to exchange ſo much indulgence into ſo much diſdain; nay, he was to ſeek who that fair, good-natured, and ſcornful perſon was, from whom he had received ſo much good, and ſo much hurt; and what compleated his affliction, was, that he could not inform himſelf from any of his own people, who ingeni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ouſly confeſſed they had not the curioſity to enquire, though one of her Maids had come to them and learned his name, which it ſeems they made no difficulty to tell her. <hi>Antonius</hi> blamed them a hundred times for their ſtupidity, though they alleg'd by way of excuſe, that the diſturbance which his fall had put them into, ſo took up their thoughts, that they could reflect on nothing elſe. Being therefore deſirous to do all that lay in his power to learn out the name of a perſon, whoſe idaea was but too well engraven in his heart, he command<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed one of his men to get on horſe-back immediately, and ride after the tracks of the Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riot, and without fail to find out ſome means or other to know the truth, and to come and give him an account of it at a houſe of <hi>Servilius</hi>'s, which he named to him, that lay about two hours riding from that place, and upon the way to <hi>Rome.</hi> Having given him this order, he, with the aſſiſtance of thoſe that were about him, got on horſe-back, and though it was with ſome difficulty that he ſate, yet he made a ſhift to ride on eaſily towards <hi>Cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vilius</hi>'s houſe.</p>
                  <p>It were a hard task for me to repreſent to you the different reflections that exerciſed his thoughts all the way he rode; but certain it is, as he hath himſelf acknowledged ſince, that though he felt no ſmall pain in his body, yet he never ſo much as minded it; and that he had ſo deeply graven in his heart the idaea of a perſon, one while kind and obliging, and another, cruel and diſdainful, and yet both in her mildneſs, and in her ſcorn ever fair, and ever full of charm, that he was not one minute without it. <hi>What a fantaſtick adventure is</hi>
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                     <hi>this of mine?</hi> ſaid he. <hi>And what arms does Fortune intend to take up againſt me? Ought I to ſee that accompliſhed perſon in a condition, wherein her good offices had begun, what her fair eyes have compleated? or Could my ſoul, prevented by the obligation, be inſenſible as to beauty? But when I had ſeen her, when I was obliged to her for her aſſiſtance, when her beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty had enflamed me with love, muſt I loſe her after ſo ſtrange a manner, contrary to all proba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility, contrary to all rational order? and, what I think yet much more inſupportable, ſee her depart diſdainful, incenſed and exaſperated, from a place, where ſome few minutes before ſhe had appeared with ſo much goodneſſe? By what action have I incurred her diſpleaſure? or what could ſhe diſcover in my perſon, which ſhould oblige her, ſo of a ſudden, to exchange her firſt ſentiments, for ſuch as were abſolutely oppoſite thereto? Or is it poſſible ſhe may have tru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly read in my eyes the love which I already feel for her? or could ſhe look on that unexpected in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fluence of her beauty, as an injury worthy her indignation, and this deportment of hers to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards me?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Having thus for ſome time ſpent his thoughts on that part of his adventure, and paſſing to the other; <hi>But is it poſſible,</hi> added he, <hi>I ſhould commend, or be diſſatisfyed with anyone, and not know whom I either commend, or am diſſatisfied with? and ſhall I be long ignorant whom I ought to returne my thanks to, for the aſſiſtance I have received, or whom I ought to complain of, for the wound hath been given me? For, in fine, I feel, and that not without ſome confuſion, that I am really in love. Tis from the bloud of</hi> Mark-Anthony, <hi>who lived and dy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the moſt amorous of mankind, that I derive theſe amorous inclinations: for had I not been born of him, the charms of that Unknown Beauty had not produced ſo unexpected an effect.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Amidſt theſe reflections he comes to the houſe of <hi>Servilius,</hi> who chanced at that time to be there himſelf, and who having underſtood the accident had happened to him, cauſed him to be put into a bed, and to be attended with as much care and affection as might be. The hurt he had gotten by his fall was not ſo conſiderable, inſomuch, that before he leſt <hi>Servilius</hi>'s houſe, which was about two or three dayes after, he had very well recovered himſelf: but that which troubled him moſt, was, that he could not learn any thing of what he deſired from the perſon he had ſent after the Chariot, who had brought him no o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther account, than that having loſt the track of it in the ſand, he had never been able to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover it again; and that, notwithſtanding all the enquiry he had made up and down the Villages thereabouts, yet could he not meet with any tidings of it. So that my Brother, being ſtill as ignorant as he had been before, after he had deſcribed the place as well as he could to <hi>Servilius,</hi> and given him all the marks whereby he might poſſibly know it, could not meet with any ſatisfaction at all, though <hi>Servilius,</hi> the more to humour him, had ſent for ſeveral other perſons, and had very diligently enquired of all the Ladies that might have any habitation near the place where the accident had happened.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Antonius</hi> having taken a great deal of pains in this buſineſſe to no purpoſe, returns to <hi>Rome</hi> with as much melancholy, and haply with as much love as ever man could be capa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble of. He diſſembled the cauſe of his affliction, as thinking it not fit to diſcover it, but to ſome few perſons, that were his very intimate friends, who were not a little aſtoniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed at the adventure, and aſſiſted him what lay in their power, to find out the name of the perſon, whoſe image he had ſo deeply imprinted in his heart. <hi>Agrippa,</hi> to whom he had made a relation of this ſtory, and who was his very particular friend, had ſome diſcourſe with him of it, when ever they met together, and aſſiſted him what he could, (though as ineffectually as others) in the inquiſition he was ſo much bent upon. His melancholy was remarkable, and obvious to all the World: inſomuch that thoſe who knew him to be naturally of a cheerful diſpoſition, could not conceive upon what grounds his humour was ſo changed of a ſudden. It being about ſix or ſeaven years ſince what I relate to you happened, <hi>Alexander</hi> and I were too young to be admitted of his Privy Councel, ſo that it is ſince that I came to the knowledge of theſe particulari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ties.</p>
                  <p>In the mean time <hi>Antonius,</hi> as to point of magnificence, lived much after the rate he was wont to do. He went dayly to the Emperour's Court, who had a very great eſteem and affection for him; and whereas the generous <hi>Octavia,</hi> his Siſter, with whom we were (notwithſtanding the ill treatment ſhe might have received from our Father,) had nevertheleſſe very great reſpects for his memory, ſhe was as earneſt for the advancement of thoſe children that he had by his other Wives, as ſhe could have been for that of her<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>own, and that meerly out of the exceſſe of vertue that was in her. Thence was it that ſhe had a deſign to marry <hi>Antonius</hi> to one of the Daughters ſhe had had by <hi>Marcellus</hi> her for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mer Husband, and who were brought up with us, without any diſtinction, as if we had been really Siſters: as conceiving that ſhe could not better diſpoſe of her Daughters than
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to beſtow them on the Sons of her Huſband, or rather, that ſhe could not do any thing more contributary to the advantage of the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> than, by making him her Son in law, to make him <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Nephew, who was able to raiſe his fortunes to the higheſt pitch of greatneſſe. It was indeed an admirable expreſſion of the indulgence of <hi>Octavia,</hi> in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard that by way of addition to the merit of their perſon, which yet is extraordinary, her Daughters, whether we conſider their birth or their fortunes, were ſuch as there were no men in the World, who would not have been proud to ſerve them, upon the leaſt appear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance of any ſuch pretention; nay, it might haply be affirmed, that, <hi>Julia</hi> onely excepted, they were the beſt Matches in the World.</p>
                  <p>You may well imagine that <hi>Antonius</hi> being acquainted with that goodneſſe of <hi>Octavia</hi> towards him, entertained it with all manner of acknowledgement and reſpect; but by reaſon of the misfortune whereby he was a little diſordered, he received it not with any great joy, but found it no ſmall difficulty to diſguiſe his reſentments as he was obliged to do. His love was not haply raiſed to that violence which it might have arrived to, by a further knowledge of the perſon beloved; yet was it ſtrong enough to maintain the Gar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſon of his ſoul againſt the aſſaults and eruptions of another paſſion, and to ſatisfie him, though not without an extraordinary affliction, that, of neceſſity, he muſt either prove ungrateful towards <hi>Octavia,</hi> or oppoſe the advantages were intended him, or reſolve to do a thing, which, how advantageous ſoever it were, could not appear to be ſuch, nay, not indeed ſupportable to his prepoſſeſſed imagination. But it being withall certain, that he was a perſon of very great endowments, and a noble education, he neglected not to do what he thought requiſite, to expreſſe his acknowledgements to <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s Siſter, and forced his inclinations ſo far, as to do all thoſe devoirs and civilities, which he thought might be expected from him by the Princeſſe <hi>Marcella,</hi> (ſo was called the elder of the Daughters of <hi>Octavia</hi> by <hi>Marcellus</hi> her former Husband.) T was indeed with abundance of prudence and diſcretion, that he overcame the violence he did himſelf in that particular; but it was withal eaſie to obſerve, that he made it not his buſineſſe to aſſure himſelf of that good fortune ſo much as in all appearance he ſhould have done; or rather that he ſuffer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed thoſe that were employed about it, to beſtir themſelves, he doing little or nothing con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tributary thereto. Thoſe who made this obſervation were very much aſtoniſhed at the diſ-activity he expreſſed in an affair of ſuch concernment to him, and inſtead of ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gining the true cauſe, were perſwaded that his indifference or backwardneſſe proceeded from the little inclination he naturally had to marriage in general, againſt which he had been often heard to ſpeak, and for which it was known he really had ſome averſion.</p>
                  <p>But when he had done all he thought himſelf obliged to by way of ſacrifice to that vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence he had done his inclinations, and had ſome hours freely to diſpoſe of, his diſcourſe ran upon misfortune, and his entertainment was of a ſtrange poſture of his ſpirit, and the odde effects of his adventure. He did indeed endeavour all he could, to force out of his thoughts the inevitable Idaea which would have a place there, whether he would or no, and was ſo prejudicial to his quiet and his eſtabliſhment. Nay I know he did all that lay in his po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wer, to get it thence; and it may be his endeavours had, with the aſſiſtance of time and his reaſon, proved effectual, if he had not afterwards met with ſomething, that inſtead of con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tributing to his recovery, confirmed him in his paſſion.</p>
                  <p>Among thoſe friends whom he accounted his moſt intimate and familiar, <hi>Lucius Scipio,</hi> of the illuſtrious houſe of the famous <hi>Scipio</hi>'s, whoſe glory hath filled the univerſe, was the chiefeſt. He was a perſon not unworthy the name he bore, as being one, that while he was yet very young, the hope generally conceived of him, was, that he would not degenerate from his Anceſtors. He had a violent paſſion for <hi>Emilia,</hi> the Daughter of <hi>Statilius Scaurus,</hi> and being very free and open to <hi>Antonius,</hi> he had given him a faithful ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>count of the progreſſe of his love, and had carryed him along with him to <hi>Emilia.</hi> But this affection of his being of no long ſtanding; <hi>Antonius</hi>'s acquaintance at that houſe was not very great, beſides that it was haply the leſſe, by reaſon it had been contrary to our Fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther's party; nay I think he had accompanyed <hi>Scipio</hi> but once thither. It is ſeituated up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the <hi>Tyber,</hi> and the Garden, which is one of the faireſt about <hi>Rome,</hi> reaching down to the River-ſide, which is kept off by a Terrace with Pilaſters, very magnificent, and ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry commodious for walking. It being the faireſt ſeaſon of the year, <hi>Emilia</hi> came down thither ever night to take the freſh-air, and <hi>Scipio,</hi> out of a certain piece of gallantry, ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry ordinary in <hi>Rome,</hi> taking a little boat, and driving along the River to <hi>Scaurus</hi>'s Garden, had often ſeen <hi>Emilia</hi> upon the Terrace, and, without quitting the boat, had had in that manner ſeveral converſations with her. And whereas the deſign he had upon the Lady, was approved by his friends, no body took any offence at, or cenſured his ſo doing; for
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ſince the houſe was alwayes open to him, the converſation of the Garden was not forbid<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den him</p>
                  <p>But meeting one evening with <hi>Autonius</hi> at <hi>Octavia</hi>'s, he invited him to that divertiſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment, and that he did the more freely, in regard he did not conceal any thing from him of his amorous adventures. The melancholy <hi>Antonius</hi> was content to accompany his friend to that walk, and being gotten into the boat with him, they went down the River towards <hi>Emilia</hi>'s Garden. <hi>Antonius,</hi> out of a confidence not inferiour to that of <hi>Scipio</hi> towards him, had diſcovered his mind to him, and had fully acquainted him with that fatal adventure, whereby he came to fall in love with that Unknown Beauty, and which had changed his natural cheerfulneſſe into ſo much cloudyneſſe and melancholy <hi>Sci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pio</hi> had taken abundance of pains to get him the acquaintance of that Excellent Perſon, but his endeavours had proved as fruitleſs as thoſe of other people: now this conſideration being the ordinary employment of <hi>Antonius</hi>'s thoughts, it proved alſo the ſubject of his diſcourſe with <hi>Scipio</hi> in the boat, and they talked of the conſequences of that accident, till they came, in ſight of the place where <hi>Emilia</hi> was wont to walk. It being as fair and pleaſant an eve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning as could be wiſhed, <hi>Emilia</hi> failed not to be walking upon the Terrace; where <hi>Scipio</hi> and <hi>Antonius</hi> had no ſooner diſcovered her, but they could perceive another Lady walk<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing with her. The Waves of the Tiber did continually waſh the wall of the Terrace, ſo that <hi>Scipio</hi> could cauſe the boat to be brought as near it as he pleaſed, and the Terrace be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing of no great height, he could diſcourſe with <hi>Emilia,</hi> and not ſpeak any louder then ordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary, and diſcern all objects with eaſe, at a certain diſtance, which was not very great As they drew neer, <hi>Scipio,</hi> who knew not the Lady that was with <hi>Emilia,</hi> would have asked <hi>Antonius,</hi> whether he had any acquaintance with her: and <hi>Antonius,</hi> whoſe thoughts were otherwiſe taken up, and had not ſo much as looked towards her, thought to have a fuller ſight of her when the boat was come ſo neer as that he might eaſily diſcern her. But, at the ſame inſtant, ſhe, not deſirous it ſeems to be known, lets fall her vail over her face, and deprived them of the ſight of it; yet not ſo ſuddenly, but that the prepoſſeſſed <hi>Antoni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us</hi> could perceive ſome few raies of the ſame Beauty which he had ſo well engraven in his memory. This confuſed and imperfect glimpſe put him into ſuch a diſturbance, that he was no further concerned in the firſt interview between <hi>Scipio</hi> and <hi>Emilia,</hi> than a ſubmiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſive ſalute to <hi>Emilia</hi> and her Companion amounted to, on the latter whereof his eyes were ſo much the more faſtened, out of that ſuſpition that raiſed no ſmall tempeſt in his heart. At laſt he diſperſed that cloud which he thought his mind over-ſpread with ſo unſeaſonably, and with ſo little ground, and engaging himſelf in the converſation that was between <hi>Emi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lia</hi> and her Friend, he confirmed her by his diſcourſe, in the good opinion ſhe had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived of him. <hi>Emilia</hi>'s Companion ſeemed not at all concerned in their diſcourſe, though ſhe were ſtill in place, and it being her deſign not to diſcover her ſelf, ſhe accord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly was reſolved not to ſpeak at all. But <hi>Scipio</hi> having a particular curioſity to be ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with his Miſtreſſes's Friends of her own Sex, addreſſing his ſpeech to her: <hi>Since you are a Friend of</hi> Emilia's, ſaid he to her, <hi>can you have ſo much cruelty as to conceal your ſelf any longer from thoſe perſons, who of all the World, have the greateſt honour that may be for whatever is dear to</hi> Emilia? The Lady, who thought her ſelf obliged not to be alto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether wanting in point of civility towards a perſon of ſo much worth as <hi>Scipio,</hi> eſpecially one ſhe knew to be much in the affections of her friend; or rather out of an imagination, that the accent of her voice would not be diſcovered by a perſon, with whom ſhe had not exchanged above three or four words in her life, would needs put her ſelf to the hazard of making him ſome anſwer. Seeing him therefore in a great expectation of it; <hi>Though I am a friend of</hi> Emilia's, ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>yet am I not any of thoſe you have ſeen about her be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, and, for my face, it is ſo little known in</hi> Rome,
<hi>that you would be never the more ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fyed, though you had your full ſight of it.</hi>
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                  <p>Thoſe few words were all they could get from her, but there needed no more to diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver her to my Brother, and the accent of that voice came ſo full into his memory, that at the firſt ſyllable ſhe uttered, he knew her again as perfectly as if he had ſpent his whole life with her, and to the knowledge of her voice, adding the great trouble ſhe was in to conceal her ſelf, and the little glimpſe he had had of her face when ſhe covered, he was ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolutely ſatisfied ſhe was the ſame perſon, that, in ſo few minutes, had raiſed ſuch a com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>buſtion in his ſoul. Whence it came that he was at ſuch a loſſe at the rencounter, that he continued in ſuſpence for ſome minutes, between aſtoniſhment and joy; but at laſt not able to maſter his firſt reſentments, which abſolutely betrayed him to the mercy of his paſſion, and crying out with an action full of tranſportation; <hi>Ah Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>though you are unknown to</hi> Scipio, <hi>you are not to</hi> Antonius, <hi>and the fatal aſſiſtance you once afforded him, hath left an impreſſion of you too deeply graven in his heart ever to miſtake you;</hi>
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                     <hi>however you may be pleaſed to conceal your ſelf from him. Tis you that a grateful inclination and a ſoul over-flown with the tendreſt paſſion ſeeks every where; and it is you alone for whoſe ſake I contemn all the</hi> Roman <hi>Beauties, nay, whatever the earth affords beſides.</hi>
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                  <p>He had ſaid more, his paſſion it ſeems ſuggeſting ſuch words as he could not forbear uttering, when that cruel Beauty deſirous to avoid all further diſcourſe with him, whiſpe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red ſomething to <hi>Emilia,</hi> and taking her by the arm, drew her along with her, hardly af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fording her the leaſure of a few words to excuſe her ſelf to <hi>Antonius</hi> and <hi>Scipio;</hi> ſo that ſhe was forced to leave them, to conduct her friend, who pretended to be indiſpoſed. If <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tonius</hi> was ſurprized at this unexpected meeting with his Unknown Miſtreſs, he was no leſſe at her haſty departure; and if the one had raiſed a certain joy in him, the other cauſed in him an equal affliction, as being not able, without an exceſſive grief, to ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine that that very perſon, to whoſe ſervice he had devoted himſelf with ſo violent a paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion, ſhould have conceived, for him, an a verſion as great as the love he had for her. He would have run after her, had it been in a place where he might have done it, but that ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfaction being not allowed him, he purſued her with his eyes as long as he could, and being in the boat he held his arms acroſſe, the ordinary poſture of a man in a confuſion; or, to ſay better, at an abſolute loſſe. <hi>O ye gods,</hi> cryed he at laſt, after he had continued ſome time in that condition, <hi>what fortune do you intend me, and with what new kind of misfortune is Heaven reſolved to perſecute me!</hi> This he ſeconded with a many other exclamations, which it were hard for me, and withal to no purpoſe, to repeat to you: but at laſt having fixed on ſome reſolution, he turned to his friend, who was in a manner as much aſtoniſhed at this adventure as himſelf, and looking on him with an action abſolutely paſſionate; <hi>Dear Friend:</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>you are ſenſible of my preſent condition, and, I doubt not, are much at a loſſe to ſee the ſtrangeneſs of my fate. I, by an unexpected accident, light upon what I ſeek I know not where, and what I love, though it be unknown to me, and from this rencounter I derive no other knowledge then that of my own inevitable misfortune, ſince I cannot but apprehend, to my confuſion, that I am no leſſe hated then I am my ſelf amorous, and that this cruel Unknown Beauty abhorrs me ſo far, that to avoid me, ſhe forgets all Court<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip and ordinary civility: It muſt needs, that Nature hath put ſomething that is odious in my perſon, that ſhould cauſe ſo ſudden and ſo ſtrange an antipathy between us, ſince I am con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fident it cannot proceed from any of my actions.</hi>
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                  <p>Hereupon he ſate ſtill for ſome minutes, while <hi>Scipio,</hi> no leſſe ſurprized then he, could not find any thing to ſay to him upon that adventure: ſo that reaſſuming the diſcourſe: <hi>If you have any affection or respects for me,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>as I ought not to queſtion but you have, you may do me a good office which I ſhould gladly return you in ſuch an emergency. My cruel unknown Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtreſs is now at</hi> Emilia<hi>'s, ſhe may not haply ſtay there an hour; and if I let ſlip this opportunity of knowing her, I ſhall not haply recover it while I live again, it being not to be doubted but that, when ſhe leaves</hi> Emilia, <hi>ſhe will oblige her to conceal from me what ſhe would have me ignorant of. When</hi> Emilia <hi>left us to follow her, ſhe forbad us not to come to her houſe, and conſequently without any fear of displeaſing her, you may bring me to that part of the houſe where ſhe lodges, where you have free admittance, and where we ſhall find her yet, provided we afford her not the time to be gone: ſo I ſhall ſee her through your means, I ſhall take acquaintance with her if I can, and ſhall endeavour to learn the cauſe of this violent averſion. As you respect the gods, Friend, deny me not this aſſiſtance, which you may not haply have the opportunity to af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ford me while you live again, in an exigency wherein my quiet is ſo much concerned.</hi>
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                  <p>He would have added other intreaties, when <hi>Scipio,</hi> who had abundance of affection for him, not ſuffering him to proceed: <hi>There is no neceſſity,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>to uſe ſo much ſollicitation to work out a quiet which is as dear to me as my own, let us go to</hi> Emilia<hi>'s, ſince you deſire it; and let us hope, that, in caſe ſhe take any diſpleaſure at this action, ſhe may pardon it out of a conſideration of our friendſhip.</hi> Having taken this reſolution, they cauſed the boat to put off, and being brought as neer as they could come to the ſtreet, wherein was the great gate of <hi>Scaurus</hi>'s houſe, they went about, and ſoon got thither. <hi>Scipio</hi> be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing much acquainted in the houſe, went ſtraight to that part where <hi>Emilia</hi> had her lodg<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ings, where thoſe of the houſe were wont to ſee him almoſt every day; and, as fortune would have it, they were no ſooner come into her Chamber, but they preſently perceived <hi>Emilia</hi> and her Companion; who, ſtanding neer a window, with their backs turned to it, were fallen, as they inferred from their geſture, into a very ſerious diſcourſe. <hi>Antonius</hi> immediately knew the beloved countenance of the cruel one that ſo much avoided him, and the freſh flames, which at that moment found a paſſage quite into his heart, heightned the fatal fire that was already kindled in his ſoul. He went towards her very amazed<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly; but ſhe immediately perceiving it, to avoid him, as one would do, whom they think moſt abominable, haſtily leaves <hi>Emilia,</hi> and runs in a cloſet, that lay hard by whereof the
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door was open. It happened, that either by accident, or by reaſon of the fright ſhe was put into, ſhe forgot to ſhut it, ſo that <hi>Antonius,</hi> whom the ſudden tranſport of his paſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on had deprived of part of his diſcretion, and ſmothered the reſpect he ought <hi>Emilia,</hi> followed her into the cloſet, and ſeeing her ſit on a chair, runs to her with ſuch precipi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation, that he was at her feet, and held her faſt by the knees, in a manner before ſhe had, the time to perceive what he did. This beautiful enemy of <hi>Antonius,</hi> being neither able<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to get away from him, nor yet to endure his preſence, whoſe importunate purſuit very<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>much enflamed her indignation, ſpent ſome few minutes in conſidering what reſolution ſhe ſhould take, diſcovering in her countenance the marks of an extraordinary agitation, At laſt ſhe thought fit to ſpeak firſt, and endeavouring to force my Brother from her knees, with an action, which though it expreſſed her ſufficiently incenſed againſt him, yet made her not ſeem the leſs amiable. <hi>Upon what account is it,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>that thou dareſt thus violate the reſpect due to my ſex and my birth, and by what action is it that I have deſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved to be expoſed to thy unmerciful perſecution? Is it not enough that thou haſt received from me an aſſiſtance which I was not obliged to afford my enemy? Or wilt thou in requital force me once more to quit</hi> Rome <hi>to avoid what is to me, of all the earth contains, moſt abominable?</hi> Theſe words pronounced with a ſhrill voice, and after a manner abſolutely imperious, ſtruck <hi>Antonius</hi> like a Thunder-clap, and put him for a while to ſuch a loſs of ſpirits, that he knew not what to ſay. At laſt; rallying all the courage and reſolution he had about him to ſtand out this encounter. <hi>Adorable enemy:</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>whom I do adore, though, I do not know, and to whom I am odious, yet am to learn the reaſon why miſtake not for a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſecution, or any want of reſpect for your Divine Beauties, thoſe effects that proceed from a cauſe abſolutely contrary. No, theſe are the expreſſions of my gratitude, and a paſſion full of veneration and reſpect, which I fatally conceived for you, at the very moment I became obliged to you for your aſſiſtance. Then it was that I became yours, much out of a conſideration of the aſſiſtance you afforded me, but infinitely more through the violent impreſſion which your celeſtial beauties made of a ſudden in my heart, which there upon abſolutely yielded to be yours without the leaſt reſiſtance. I have tenderly, nay indeed but too too tenderly for my own quiet, preſerv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed the memory of the obligation you put upon me, and the glorious wound I received and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore you ought to be the leſſe offended, if I am at ſome pains to ſind out the opportunities both to acknowledge your goodneſſe, and to ſee again thoſe fair eyes that had hurt me. If my eyes have done you any hurt,</hi> replies the Unknown Beauty ſomewhat angrily, <hi>they have done me ſuch an injury as I ſhall never be able to pardon them: and if what you ſay be true, you will find your ſelf very unfortunate in your addreſſe to a perſon, who cannot, otherwiſe then by ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tred and averſion, make any return to your affection. I am indeed eaſily perſwaded,</hi> replied the amazed Antonius, <hi>that I deſerve this cruel averſion by reaſon of ſome defects in my perſon, ſince I am confident I could never have merited it by any action, or thought I have ever been guilty of. I ſee then,</hi> replyed ſhe much diſpleaſed with him, <hi>that I am ſtill unknown to you, and, were you not ignorant whom you speak to, I am confident you would not ſpeak to me at all, Certain it is,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>with a very ſubmiſſive gesture, that I am to learn whom I ſpeak to, and whom I have be ſtowed my ſelf on, unleſſe there be no more requiſite to know you, then to have well obſerved the divine qualities of your admirable perſon: all the endeavours I have uſed to gain a more particular knowledge of you, have proved ineffectual, ſo that I am now at a loſſe what I ought to learn, or what I ought to deſire, ſince the knowledge of your perſon is of no leſſe concernment to me then that of your averſion. You ſhall know both together,</hi> replies the Unknown Beauty, <hi>and you will be no longer to ſeek why I ſhun you, when I have told you that I am Daughter to</hi> Cicero, <hi>and you remember, that you are Son to</hi> Anthony <hi>and</hi> Ful<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>via, <hi>his Executioners.</hi> With theſe words ſhe goes out of the Cloſet into <hi>Emilia</hi>'s Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, and out of that into another, where ſhe locked up her ſelf for fear of further purſuit.</p>
                  <p>But indeed there was no neceſſity ſhe ſhould take all that pains, for he, whoſe purſuit ſhe was ſo much afraid of, was at ſuch a loſſe, and ſo ſurprized at the diſcovery ſhe had made to him of her ſelf, that he hardly knew where he was. No that, from his under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding that ſhe whom he loved was <hi>Cicero</hi>'s Daughter, he felt any diminution in his love nor yet that being his Daughter, ſhe appeared leſſe amiable; but that all the hopeshe might have conceived vaniſhed away in an inſtant. And when it came into his mind, not onely that <hi>Anthony</hi> had cauſed <hi>Cicero</hi> to be put to death, but alſo that <hi>Fulvia,</hi> his Mother, had cauſed his head and his hands to be faſtened to the <hi>Roſtra,</hi> where he uſed to make his Orations, and had committed a thouſand cruel indignities on the reliques of that great per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, whoſe memory was ſo precious among the <hi>Romans,</hi> he had no more to ſay for him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>felf, and could not blame his Daughter for the horrour ſhe had conceived againſt the Son of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Fulvia.</hi> For, though indeed divers perſons had loſt their lives, during
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the proſcriptions of the <hi>Triumvirate,</hi> which yet occaſioned not eternal enmities between families, yet it is certain that in the death of <hi>Cicero,</hi> there had been ſome circumſtances ſo cruèl, and <hi>Fulvia,</hi> naturally inclined to bloud, had uſed him with ſo much inhumani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, even after death, that my Brother, whoſe memory was of a ſudden burthen'd with all thoſe things, and whoſe inclinations were abſolutely vertuous, could not think on them without horrour. <hi>Woe is me,</hi> cryed he at laſt, riſing up from the place where he had conti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nued all this while, and turning to <hi>Scipio</hi> and <hi>Emilia,</hi> who had been witneſſes of all that was paſſed, <hi>the Daughter of</hi> Cicero, <hi>hath indeed reaſon to avoid the Son of</hi> Fulvia, <hi>hath not his own deſtiny at his diſpoſal, and cannot forbear loving, whiles he lives, the Daughter of</hi> Cicero.</p>
                  <p>With theſe words he, at the entreaty of <hi>Emilia,</hi> ſate down, and lay under ſuch a dark cloud of affliction, that for a good while he was not fit for any converſation. During that time, he underſtood from <hi>Emilia,</hi> without any deſire of his to be informed, that <hi>Tullia</hi> was a neer Kinſwoman of hers, and that her Mother <hi>Terentia</hi> was of the family of the <hi>Scauri,</hi> that the beauty and excellent endowments of that young Lady had made no great noiſe in <hi>Rome,</hi> and that her perſon had not been known there ſo much as in all probability it ought to have been; by reaſon that while ſhe was yet very young, and that during the time the houſe lay under diſgrace, her Mother had carried her to a Country-houſe neer <hi>Tuſculum,</hi> where ſhe had ſpent her life in ſolitude, without ever returning to <hi>Rome;</hi> and that haply ſhe had not come thither ſo ſoon, if, upon occaſion of her Mothers death, which happened not long before, her Brother <hi>Quintus Cicero,</hi> who lived at <hi>Rome</hi> after a very noble and high rate, and had been nominated <hi>Proconſul</hi> in ſome part of <hi>Africk,</hi> had not ſome few daies ſince ſent for her. <hi>Emilia</hi> further acquainted <hi>Antonius</hi> and <hi>Scipio,</hi> that <hi>Tullia,</hi> beſides the perfections of her body, had a many admirable endowments; that ſhe had cultivated an excellent diſpoſition with an excellent education; and that, during the time of her ſolitude, being addicted to the ſtudy of the nobler kind of Sciences, ſhe was grown perfect therein; that ſhe diſcovered abundance of courage and vertue; that ſhe was not ſubject to the weakneſſe of our Sex; and that ſhe was of a converſation infinitely plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſant, when ſhe was among perſons to whom ſhe was pleaſed to communicate her ſelf.</p>
                  <p>To theſe <hi>Emilia</hi> added a many other things in commendation of <hi>Tullia,</hi> whereof the ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect was; that they made the wound of the unfortunate <hi>Antonius</hi> wider than it was, and diſarmed him of all the forces he had to oppoſe a paſſion, wherein he expected not to find any ſatisfaction. <hi>Scipio</hi> was extreamly troubled at it, through thoſe ſentiments which friendſhip inſpired him with; and <hi>Emilia,</hi> who had that eſteem for his vertue, as all others had that were acquainted with it, had an extraordinary compaſſon for his misfortune, and would have been very glad to find out any means to comfort and aſſiſt him. But knowing <hi>Tullia</hi> to be a perſon conſtant and unchangeable in her reſolution, eſpecially in thoſe, wherein ſhe thought her honour concerned, and that from what ſhe already knew, ſhe fore<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaw that the paſſionate <hi>Antonius</hi> would find but little ſatisfaction in his love, ſhe endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured to divert his thoughts from it, with the beſt agruments ſhe could make againſt it, and forbore not to tell him whatever ſhe imagined might put him into ſome doubt of the ſucceſſe, and fear of her friends humor. My Brother heard her with abundance of pati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ence, and great expreſſion of the reſentment he had of her goodneſs, in concerning her ſelf ſo much in his misfortunes: but when all was done, he proteſted to her, that it was impo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſſible for him to make any advantage of her good advice, and that that unfortunate paſſion was grown ſo predominant in his ſoul, that he was out of all hopes ever to ſee himſelf free from it, what courſe ſoever he might take. <hi>Scipio</hi> added his remonſtances to thoſe of <hi>Emilia,</hi> and knowing, that, beſides the difficulties, which his friend might well fear in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect of <hi>Tullia,</hi> he was in the ready way, by a fruitleſſe love, to ruine his fortunes which ſeemed abſolutely to court him in the deſign which <hi>Augustus</hi> had to marry him to one of his Neeces, he repreſented to him whatever his friendſhip could ſuggeſt that were moſt ratio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nal, and moſt likely to prevail with him in that emergency: but he took pains to as little purpoſe as <hi>Emilia,</hi> and that poor lover, too too violently prepoſſeſſed, made them both ſuch anſwers, as raiſed in them more compaſſion to ſee him ſo reſolute, then hope to ſee him of any other mind. <hi>I am not to learn,</hi> ſaid he to them at laſt, <hi>that in</hi> Tullia<hi>'s averſion. I have a terrible enemy to engage with, nay am further-ſatisfied that the hatred ſhe hath for our Family is ſo juſtifiable, that I ſhould find it a hard matter to find any pretence to condemn her for it. As to the deſign which Caeſar and</hi> Octavia <hi>have upon me, I know it amounts to thoſe advantages, to which, the poſture of my Fortune conſidered, I could not raiſe my hopes: nor am I ignorant, that by my importunate addreſſes to a perſon that ſhuns me, and will haply ſhun me while ſhe lives, I run the hazard of turning the Emperours</hi>'s <hi>good inclinations towards me</hi>
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                     <hi>into juſt reſentments againſt me. But there is ſomething withal I know much better than I do all this, that is, that I am not able to hear any reaſon in the wretched condition to which I am reduced; and that whatever the moſt enforcing arguments might produce where there is free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom of ſpirit, they will have no effect at all upon amind fatally and unfortunately prepoſſeſſed. I am abſolutely perſwaded,</hi> added he a while after, <hi>that this misfortune is an effect of the wrath of the gods againſt the memory of</hi> Anthony and <hi>Fulvia, and that they could not revenge that of the unfortunate</hi> Cicero, <hi>againſt his murtherers, otherwiſe then by ſacrificing their Son to the Daughter of him whom they ſacrificed to their rage and ambition. O</hi> Anthony, <hi>O</hi> Fulvia! concluded he with a ſigh, <hi>I refuſe not to be the victim that muſt appeaſe the incenſed Deities; and I cheerfully offer my ſelf up to the fair</hi> Tullia, <hi>to expiate the bloud you have unjuſtly ſpilt.</hi>
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                  <p>Theſe were all the words <hi>Emilia</hi> and <hi>Scipio</hi> could get of him; and a while after, out of a fear to diſpleaſe <hi>Emilia,</hi> by depriving her of the converſation of her friend, he took his leave of her in ſo ſad a manner, that it raiſed in her an extraordinary compaſſion for him, and went out of the houſe with <hi>Scipio,</hi> who would not by any means leave him; but it was in ſuch a poſture, and with a countenance ſo diſturbed, that it was no eaſie matter to know him.</p>
                  <p>From that day he grew more and more melancholy and affected ſolitude much more then he had done; and if, while he knew not who was the object of his paſſion, the deſire to be acquainted with it, was his perpetuall torment; the knowledge he had of it troubled him alſo after a ſtrange manner: and the leſſe diſturbed and moved he was at it, the more he ſeemed to be afflicted and caſt down. He was ſeldom ſeen at the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perous, or at <hi>Octaviae</hi>'s, or at the Princeſſe <hi>Julias,</hi> or in any of the nobleſt companies of <hi>Rome,</hi> and if any of his friends came to him, where he ever entertained them with abundance of civility, they found him ſo changed and different from what he was wont to be, that they had not the patience to ſee him in that condition, without concerning themſelves in his affliction, though they knew not the cauſe of it. All his thoughts, all his deſignes, aimed at nothing ſo much as to find out an opportunity to ſpeak once more to <hi>Tullia,</hi> out of an imagintion, that, if he could but caſt himſelf at her feet, and entertain her with the diſcourſe which his mind perpetually ran upon, though her ſoul were made of iron, he ſhould ſoften it. In this imagination he made a hundred paſſio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate ſpeeches, and his love inſpired him with the tendreſt things any mind could be capable of: but when he had ſufficiently ruminated on what he would have ſaid to her, he ſtill was to ſeek for the opportunity to ſpeak with her.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tullia</hi> had been in <hi>Rome</hi> but ſome few dayes, and her abode was at her Brother's, <hi>Quintus Cicero,</hi> who lived after the rate of a Conſular houſe, ſuitably to the condition his Father had left him in; but there was no likelihood <hi>Antonius</hi> ſhould ever give her a viſit at that houſe. The Son of <hi>Cicero</hi> had for the family of <hi>Anthony</hi> a reſentment which none could blame him for; and though, by reaſon of <hi>Caeſars</hi> authority, the factions of the <hi>Triumvirate</hi> had been reconciled, and that the families among which the difference of parties had produced very fatall effects, were content to be quiet, and forbore openly to endeavour the revenge of paſt injuries: yet had not that reconciliation, which had put a Period to the civil wars, ſo far reunited their hearts, as to eſtabliſh friendſhip, and ſecure the freedom of viſits: nay, though this had been effected among thoſe whoſe enmities were grounded on more inconſiderable injuries, yet thoſe between the children of <hi>Cicero,</hi> and thoſe of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Fulvia,</hi> amounted to ſome thing more bloody, than to admit of any correſpondence between them: Beſides, young <hi>Cicero</hi> was a perſon of a nature much different from that of his Father; he was ſtupid, brutiſh, and malicious, and though he ſmothered his reſentmenrs out of a fear to diſcover them againſt a houſe of a far greater fortune than his own; yet is it certain, that, if he could have done us a miſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chief without any hazard to himſelf, he would have embraced the opportunity to do it: and therefore it was impoſſible <hi>Antonius</hi> ſhould attempt the ſeeing of <hi>Tullia</hi> at her Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers houſe, without putting his life into manifeſt danger. Yet was it not this fear that hindred him: for, that of diſpleaſing <hi>Tullia</hi> had a far greater influence upon his ſpirit, than that of hazarding a life that could not be of much value to him, conſidered with the mis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortune that attended it: Nay, he would have cheerfully ventured into that houſe, though his enemie's, without any reflection on the danger that might enſue, had he obſerved in <hi>Tullia</hi> any ſentiments different from thoſe of her Brother: but it was his unhappineſſe, that after he had ſubdued the enemies he contemned, he ſhould meet with one that was terrible, againſt whom yet he had no arms to defend himſelf. A hundred times did he caſt himſelf at <hi>Emilia</hi>'s feet, and made uſe of the intereſt <hi>Scipio</hi> had in her, to obtain of <hi>Tullia</hi> the permiſſion to ſee her but once more in his life: in anſwer to which, <hi>Emilia,</hi> who had a great eſteem for <hi>Antonius,</hi> as alſo upon the interceſſion of his friend, did all
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that lay in her power to perſwade her Kinſwoman to afford him that ſatisfaction. But <hi>Tullia</hi> was not onely inexorable as to that requeſt, but fearing ſurther that in her viſits to <hi>Emilia,</hi> ſhe might meet with <hi>Antonius</hi> at her houſe, either by accident, or out of deſign, ſhe entreated her not to take it amiſſe if ſhe came not to her any more, till ſhe were confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent that <hi>Antonius</hi> had quitted all inclinations for her; inſomuch that having earneſtly intreated her pardon for that reſolution, ſhe perſiſted in it ſo far, that ſhe made no more viſits to her, or, if ſhe ſaw her ſometimes, it was at ſuch hours that ſhe was in no fear of finding my Brother there.</p>
                  <p>This cruel obſtinacy of hers to avoid <hi>Antonius</hi> had almoſt put him into deſpair, and yet ſuch was his unhappineſſe, that what would have recovered any other out of an affection ſo much ſlighted, made his cure the more deſperate. All the diſcoveries of <hi>Tullia</hi>'s cruelty ſignified, in his apprehenſion, ſo many expreſſious of her vertue, and the reſpect ſhe had for the memory of her Father; and ſo bewayling his own misfortune, he thought he could not juſtly charge her with any thing. He conſtantly viſited all the places ſhe was wont to frequent: but ſhe, being as carefull to avoid him, as he was diligent to find her out, forbore going thither as ſoon as ſhe perceaved that he had diſcovered ſo much: yet could not all her caution hinder, but that he ſaw her ſometimes in the Temple, but ſhe either let fall her veyle as ſoon as ſhe perceaved him, or took up ſuch places, and kept ſtill ſuch company that he could not come to her. But one day above the reſt, ſhe having not been ſo careful as at other times, and being gone to the Temple of <hi>Ceres,</hi> with the Maids that ordinarily waited on her, while ſhe was at her devotion, in a remote corner, and at ſuch a time as there were hardly any people in the Temple; my Brother, who had cauſed her to be watched where ever ſhe went, having had notice of the place where ſhe was, failed not to come thither, and to ſpeak to her, but with a countenance that ſufficiently diſcovered the fear he was in to diſpleaſe her. <hi>Tullia</hi> had no ſooner per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceaved him coming towards her, but ſhe lets fall her veyle, and by that action had al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt put the ſad <hi>Antonius</hi> ſo far out of countenance, that he hardly had the courage to ſpeak to her. However, he made a ſhift to recover himſelf; and when he was got neer her, making a halt as if he ſtayed for ſome body, and having looked towards the door of the Temple, he at laſt turned his face to <hi>Tullia,</hi> whom, though ſhe looked another way, addreſſing his ſpeech to her; <hi>Is it poſſible, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>you ſhould hope for any favour from the gods you adore, when you your ſelf are inexorable towards thoſe men that adore you? Tullia</hi> was ſilent a while out of a reſolution not to make <hi>Antonius</hi> any anſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wer at all; but at laſt conceaving that what ſhe ſhould make him would be ſuch, as ſhe might haply be rid of him for ever after: <hi>It is not for the Son of</hi> Fulvia, ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>to hope for any favour from the Daughter of</hi> Cicero; <hi>and if</hi> Cicero's <hi>Daughter may expect any from</hi> Anthony<hi>'s Son, it ſhall be no other than that he would never either ſee or think on her again. You cannot without injuſtice,</hi> replies Antonius, <hi>charge me with the crime of</hi> Mark-Anthony <hi>and</hi> Fulvia; <hi>uay I am confident you are ſatisfied of my innocence; I am ſo,</hi> replyed ſhe, <hi>and therefore I have not the leaſt thought of revenge for you; but, if I am not miſtaken, I can be charged with no injuſtice, if I abjure all converſation with their ſon, who were the implacable murtherers of my Father. Ah unmerciful woman!</hi> replyed the afflicted Prince, <hi>you pretend reaſon not to be revenged of a perſon that is innocent, and in the mean time know very well, that, if you ſhould thruſt a dagger into my breaſt, there were much leſſe cruelty in your revenge, then there is in your ſhunning me as you do. I ſhall ſhun you while I live,</hi> replyed ſhe very angrily, <hi>and, if you get not from me, I ſhall not onely quit this Temple, but ſhall leave</hi> Rome <hi>and</hi> Italy, <hi>in caſe you do not forbear perſecuting me.</hi> With theſe words ſhe would have riſen out of the place where ſhe was, but <hi>Antonius,</hi> thinking he could not any further preſſe her without incivility, prevented her departure; and having made her a low reverence, he went from her, ſo clouded with affliction, that for that whole day he was not capable of any converſation.</p>
                  <p>Though <hi>Antonius</hi> ſound it a great difficulty to conceal from thoſe who were acquainted with his natural cheerfulneſs, the change which that unfortunate paſſion had wrought in him, yet were they ignorant of the cauſe, and for a good ſpace of time onely; <hi>Scipio</hi> knew the myſtery of it. But, at laſt, it came to the knowledge of diverſe perſons by ſeverall diſcoveries ſufficiently extraordinary, but particularly by one which, becauſe it was pub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lick and withall very rare, made no ſmall noiſe in <hi>Rome.</hi> The Emperour, <hi>Livia, Julia, Octavia,</hi> and all the Illuſtrious Perſons about <hi>Rome</hi> were one day aſſembled in the Cirque, where they were to be entertained with the combats of ſavage beaſts, by <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who had brought them out of <hi>Africk</hi> to that purpoſe, as you know it is an ordinary thing at <hi>Rome,</hi> as alſo that thoſe who would have the reputation of being magnificent, do often entertain the people with ſuch ſports. Though <hi>Tullia</hi> went very ſeldom into great com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panies,
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as well by reaſon of the mourning ſhe was ſtill in for her Mother, as out of a fear of meeting <hi>Antonius,</hi> yet this day ſhe thought her ſelf obliged to go, not onely upon the account of <hi>Agrippa:</hi> who was at the charge of the divertiſement, but alſo becauſe it was her Brothers will ſhe ſhould go, and accordingly he brought her thither with divers other Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of their Family and Alliance. <hi>Antonius,</hi> who was very much in hope ſhe would be there, and expected, with much impatience, to ſee her, obſerved, very much to his ſa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tisfaction, the place where ſhe ſate, which was near enough to her Brother, and ſome of her Kinſwomen: but found withall to his grief, that <hi>Lucius Cecinna,</hi> a young man, of an Illuſtrious Houſe, and one that had the reputation of courting her, having waited upon her thither, ſate down by her. This ſight made <hi>Antonius</hi> bluſh, and enflamed him with in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dignation and jealouſie; yet durſt he not ſeat himſelf near <hi>Tullia,</hi> out of a fear ſhe would take it unkindly, and a confidence that ſhe would admit no converſation with him? But he got into a place, which, being not very far from her, and at one of the Angles of the Am<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phitheatre, joyning to that where ſhe was, gave him the advantage of ſeeing her better than any other part where he could have placed himſelf. The ſeats of perſons of quality are in the loweſt Stage, and neereſt the <hi>Area,</hi> which is the place where the combats are fought, whether they be between <hi>Beaſts</hi> or <hi>Gladiators:</hi> ſo that thoſe of that rank may lean againſt certain Pilaſters, whereby the Cirque is compaſſed about, and which is raiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed up to ſuch a height, as to ſecure them from the fury of the Lyons and Tygers, that are the creatures of greateſt agility: the ſeats behind that, being raiſed, and ſtanding at a greater diſtance, are for the people, who are ordinarily admitted to theſe ſights, to their very great delight and entertainment. I went thither my ſelf that day with the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs <hi>Julia,</hi> though we were both of us at that time but in the thirteenth year of our age, and conſequently I can give you a more particular account of this action, than of ſome o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers at which I was not preſent.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Antonius</hi> had his eyes continually faſtened on <hi>Tullia</hi>'s face, who never was guilty of ſo much as one look towards him. This amorous Prince looked upon that freedom of con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſation which was between her and <hi>Cecinna,</hi> with a very jealous eye, and with no ſmall diſturbance of mind: and if any one had concerned himſelf ſo far as to mind his acti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, he might eaſily have obſerved in his countenance the agitations of his ſoul. There had paſt diverſe combats of ſeveral beaſts, which found the Spectators abundance of ſport and entertainment, and they were going to open the door to let in a Tyger and a Bear of a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>digious bulk, to ſet them a fighting together, when <hi>Antonius,</hi> who had his eyes ſtill fixed on <hi>Tullia,</hi> ſaw, that amidſt the converſation ſhe had with <hi>Cecinna,</hi> and certain Ladies that ſate about her, ſhe took out a little box, ſet with divers rich Diamonds, wherein was her own picture, which her Mother had cauſed to be taken about a year before, and which ſhe had given her at her death. She had ſhewn it to thoſe Ladies, and <hi>Cecinna</hi> had it in his hands a good ſpace: but at laſt going to reſtore it to <hi>Tullia,</hi> the box, through negligence, ſlipt out of his hands, and, ſhe leaning on the raile, it fell down into the <hi>Area,</hi> juſt when the two furious beaſts were coming into it with looks ſo full of terrour, that they put the Spectators into ſome fear. <hi>Tullia,</hi> being extreamly troubled at the fall of the box, ſhe reſpected ſo much, into a place, whence in all likelihood there would not be any ſo deſperate as to fetch it again, gave a great outcry, and by her countenance and all her actions expreſſed an extraordinary diſturbance at that accident. The Emperour, and all that were preſent, ſoon came to underſtand it, but there was no poſſibility to recover it while the beaſts were within the Cirque. <hi>Cecinna,</hi> who was partly the occaſion of the falling of the box, endeavoured to perſwade <hi>Tullia</hi> to patience, by telling her, that, af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter the combat of the beaſts, he would go and find it for her: but ſhe giving too much way to her indignation upon ſo leight an occaſion, anſwered him very roundly, that had ſhe been a man, ſhe would have ventured her life to fetch her picture. She had no ſooner delivered theſe words, but young <hi>Antonius,</hi> whom his paſſion had at that time abſolutely deveſted of all reaſon, diſtracted as to all matter of conſideration, not onely of the hazard whereto he expoſed himſelf without any neceſſity, but alſo of the noife which that action muſt needs make, contrary to the deſign he had to keep his love ſecret, turning towards that ſide where <hi>Tullia</hi> was; <hi>Fair</hi> Tullia, ſaid he, loud enough to be heard by her, <hi>you ſhall find there is a man who dares hazard his life to do you this inconſiderable ſervice;</hi> and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon, leaning upon the raile, he vaulted over it into the Cirque. I was ever of opinion, that <hi>Antonius,</hi> a perſon naturally diſcreet, would never have been guilty of an action ſo extravagant, had he not been tranſported by an over-violent paſſion. But I imagined withall, as diverſe others did, that to do <hi>Tullia</hi> that ſervice, whereof the conſequence de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved not he ſhould expoſe his life to ſo great a danger, he had been encouraged partly by a belief he was of, that he might not haply, while he lived, meet with ſo noble an oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion
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to expreſs his love to her, and partly by a deſire he had to let her know the diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence there was between him and <hi>Cecinna,</hi> whom ſhe preferred, and favoured even in his preſence. However it were, this action raiſed a many outcryes among the Spectators, even to the Emperour himſelf, who had a great love and eſteem to my Brother. My Siſter and I were almoſt out of our ſelvesto ſee it, <hi>Octavia</hi> was not a little troubled at the accident, nay there was hardly one in that great Aſſembly, that was not troubled at it, onely <hi>Anto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nius</hi> ſeemed to be the perſon that had any confidence, and though he were a little ſtartled at his alighting, by reaſon of the height of the place whence he had leapt down, yet imme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diately recovering himſelf, he drew his ſword, and went with an undaunted courage to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards that ſide where the box lay ſparkling among the ſand. He was ſo happy as to take it up without any hindrance, and ſo indiſcreet as to open it in the ſame place, and to have the patience to look on the beautiful picture of <hi>Tullia</hi> that was encloſed within it. Yet was it not with ſo little caution, but he ſtood ſufficiently on his guard, to defend himſelf if the beaſts came to faſten on him: but as he went towards the door at which he was to go out, he made no more haſte than ordinary, and retreated ſo as if he had not been in the leaſt fear of the two beaſts that were within the Cirque. The Bear ſtirred not from the place ſhe was in, but the Tyger came up to my Brother with his ſparkling eyes, and in ſuch a poſture, as put all that were preſent into a fright. <hi>Antonius</hi> might have gained the door before the Tyger could have faſtened on him, if he would have run for it, but ſuch a flight he thought unworthy his courage; and therfore ſeeing this terrible enemy coming towards him, he ſtood and expected him, and preſented the point of his ſword to him with an admirable conſtancy. You may well imagine, that all thoſe to whom <hi>Antonius</hi>'s life was any way dear, were not a little troubled at the accident: but it was the pleaſure of the gods, that when the furious beaſt ſaw the gliſtering of the ſword, it made a halt, and ſeemed uncertain what reſolution to take: when the Emperour having called out to thoſe of his guard that were about him, immediately to kill it, it was ſhot with above twenty arrows, and fell down dead at <hi>Antonius</hi>'s feet. He ſeemed to be ſomewhat troubled at the death of the beaſt, ſaying he was very ſorry he had deprived the Emperour and the Spectators of part of their entertainment, and when he thought he might retire without diſhonour, (for the Bear had not ſtirred from the place) he came to the door which they kept open for him, and by the ſtairs joyning thereto, came up in the Amphitheatre. As all that were preſent had a ſecret admiration for what he had done, ſo did all gladly make way for him, it being perceived that it was his intention to reſtore <hi>Tullia</hi> her picture; and accordingly having without much trouble gotten up to the place where ſhe was, he comes to her with a ſubmiſſive action, and preſenting her with the box: <hi>Were I not odious in your ſight, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>I would entreat you to entertain the inconſiderable ſervice I have done you without averſion: and if I am ſo unhappy as that I cannot be otherwiſe, I beſeech your acceptance and acknowledgement of that I would have done you by expoſing my life, which you ſo much deteſt, to danger.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Now the enmity which is between the Children of <hi>Cicero,</hi> and the Houſe of <hi>Anthony,</hi> being known to all the World, no body took any exceptions at thoſe words of <hi>Antonius;</hi> but there were many who thought that that action ſhould have obliged <hi>Tullia</hi> to ſome kind<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs, or at leaſt to receive that ſervice with a ſeeming civility. But her deportment was quite otherwiſe, and inſtead of making any acknowledgement of the ſervice he had done her, ſhe turned her face another way, and vouchſafed not ſo much as either to make him any anſwer, or receive out of his hands the picture he preſented to her. This action, which diſpleaſed all that were preſent, ſtruck <hi>Antonius</hi> to the very heart; but having for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tified himſelf with an extraordinary courage, and done an action ſo full of gallantry, that he thought himſelf obliged to preſs it home: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, not without ſome violence done himſelf, to ſmother his grief in ſo great an Aſſembly, <hi>I muſt confeſſe my un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happineſs ſuch, that I deſerve to be treated as I am, but do not, haply, the precious treaſure you are pleaſed to leave me, as ſuch as I durſt not have detained, had you thought good to receive it.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words ſtartled young <hi>Cicero</hi> not a little, who ſate neer his Siſter, and was as much diſpleaſed at my Brother's action as ſhe, but withal would have been much troubled to ſee him keep his Siſter's picture. But he whom they had greateſt influence on, was the amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>morous <hi>Cecinna,</hi> who being paſſionately in love with <hi>Tullia,</hi> could not without much di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſturbance within himſelf, ſee her picture in the hands of a man, whom he looked on as his Rival, and withal a powerful one: ſo that he would undertake to <hi>Antonius,</hi> to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwade <hi>Tullia</hi> to receive the picture, and while he deſired it, <hi>Cicero</hi> reached forth his hand to receive it from him. But <hi>Antonius</hi> looking on them both with a certain contempt, and with a diſdainfull ſmile; <hi>Tis not thee,</hi> Cicero, ſaid he to them, <hi>and much leſſe to thee,</hi> Cecinna, <hi>that I intend to reſtore it; And ſince</hi> Tullia <hi>is content it ſhould remain in</hi>
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                     <hi>my hands, I ſhall keep it no otherwiſe than I would do my life. If thou wouldſt have had it, added he, looking on</hi> Cecinna, <hi>thou ſhouldſt have gone for it to the place where it fell through thy negligence; and if thou art ſo deſirous of it, thou muſt force it out of a place, whence there will haply be as much difficulty to get it, as from among Bears and Tygres. However it be, I here proteſt before the gods, that I ſhall never part with it willingly, till</hi> Tullia <hi>deſire it of me her ſelf, and that I will never put it into other hands than hers.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>With theſe words he left <hi>Tullia,</hi> and, without any more adoe, immediately quitted the Amphitheatre, out of a fear that <hi>Tullia</hi> might change her mind, and call for her pic<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture. She was upon the point to do it, as being deſirous it ſhould not remain in his hands, nay indeed would not have been well ſatisfied to leave it with any man, how great an af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection ſoever ſhe might have for him: but, thinking there were other wayes to retrive it, ſhe thought it better to have patience for ſome dayes, than to remit any thing of her diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dain, and ſtoop ſo low as to deſire it, after what had paſſed before ſo many great and Il<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luſtrious Perſons.</p>
                  <p>This action raiſed no ſmall noiſe in <hi>Rome,</hi> and found all people matter of diſcourſe. Se<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral judgments paſſed upon it: there were a many that attributed it to the true cauſe; o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers made it onely a piece of gallantry, and the effect of a violent deſire of glory, a thing not inconſiſtent with the fiery humour of a young man: Nay, ſome, pitching upon an o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pinion probable enough according to the intention of <hi>Antonius,</hi> and the diſcourſe he made of it, which was, that, having diſcovered <hi>Tullia</hi> in that great Aſſembly to be the Lady from whom he had received ſuch aſſiſtance when his horſe fell under him, whom till then he had not known, and had ſought out ſo much, though he knew not who ſhe was, ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gined that he had reſolved to expreſs by ſome ſervice, the reſentment he ſtill had for the kindneſs ſhe had done him, and that juſt then an opportunity offering it ſelf, he thought he could not, without baſeneſs, that is, without being accounted either an ungrateful per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, or a man of little courage, let it ſlip. With this diſcourſe did my Brother ſatisfie the Emperour, who blamed him very much for expoſing his life to ſo great a danger with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out any neceſſity; but that account of the buſineſs being probable enough, <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who could not diſapprove thoſe actions that argued courage, had a greater eſteem for <hi>Antonius</hi> then he had before. <hi>Octavia,</hi> who was as tender of all the children of <hi>Anthòny,</hi> as ſhe was of her own, eſpecially of him ſhe intended to make her Son in Law, entertained this diſcourſe as the Emperour did; and attributed to gratitude, excellency of nature, and the courage of <hi>Antonius,</hi> what was meerly a demonſtration of his paſſion. And yet what had paſt at the cloſure of the buſineſs, concerning <hi>Tullia</hi>'s picture, which he had refuſed to reſtore either to <hi>Cicero,</hi> or <hi>Cecinna,</hi> with words paſſionate enough, might cauſe a little ſuſpicion; but it might alſo be attributed to pure gallantry, which might produce that ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fect in a perſon of the age my Brother was then of, and that, after the doing of ſo noble an action. In fine, every one cenſured it according to his inclination; and <hi>Antonius,</hi> whatever might be ſaid to him, could not repent him of it, though he was extreamly troubled at <hi>Tullia</hi>'s deportment towards him, and that the vexation he conceived thereat, put him ſometimes into a reſolution, to do what lay in his power, to free himſelf of that cruel ſlavery.</p>
                  <p>Some dayes after, having intreated <hi>Scipio</hi> to bring my Brother with him to her houſe, he failed not to come; and having told her that he ſhould think himſelf extreamly happy, if ſhe would be pleaſed to lay any commands upon him, ſhe told him before <hi>Scipio,</hi> who was preſent, that ſhe was deſirous to have ſome diſcourſe with him upon the entreaty of <hi>Tullia,</hi> who had charged her to demand her picture of him, and had deſired her to em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ploy all the intereſt ſhe had in him to get it, upon the confidence ſhe had that my Brother would not deny that ſatisfaction to a perſon, for whom he ſeemed and profeſſed to have a great eſteem. <hi>Antonius</hi> entertained this diſcourſe of <hi>Emilia</hi>'s with abundance of reſpect, and when ſhe had given over ſpeaking, <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>it is not without reaſon your friend is perſwaded that you have an abſolute power over me, and accordingly I did not much doubt but that ſhe would make this requeſt to you, when ever ſhe ſhould be content to have her pictture again: and I further engage my ſelf, that I will return it as ſoon as ſhe ſhall be pleaſed to receive it, and that I have no intention to keep it againſt her will, though I haply better de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve that favour than others, whom ſhe may confer it upon.</hi> Tullia <hi>is more diſcreet, replies</hi> Emilia, <hi>than to beſtow her picture on any one: and I can aſſure you ſhe hath no ſuch intenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and that it is onely for her ſelf that ſhe hath entreated me to get it out of your hands. Ah Madam!</hi> replied my Brother, <hi>you know what I am obliged to by my oath, an oath I took in the moſt Illuſtrious Aſſembly in the World. I cannot return the picture till</hi> Tullia <hi>deſire it, nor put it into any other hands than her own. I conceive my ſelf diſengaged as to the one half of it, and I receive the demand you make of it, as from</hi> Tullia<hi>'s own mouth: but for the other</hi>
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                     <hi>part of my oath,, whereby I am obliged t to reſtore it onely to her ſelf, it cannot admit any ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plication. And if you will give me leave to add to the juſtice of my cauſe the confidence I have in your goodneſs, and to ſpeak ſincerely to you, as to a perſon whoſe protection I caſt my ſelf under, I ſhall tell you, that for the favour of one viſit from</hi> Tullia, <hi>ſhe ſhall receive her picture. 'Tis the leaſt ſhe can do, if ſhe have any deſire to have it again: and if ſhe deny me ſo poor a requeſt, you are to imagine it is her pleaſure I ſhould keep it: all I deſire is to put it into her own hands in your preſence, and you ſhall be privy to our converſation. And, to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaint you with what is most ſecret to my thoughts, ſince you ſee I have but this onely means left me to procure one viſit more of</hi> Tullia <hi>while I live, methinks you cannot without cruelty take it away from me. Emilia</hi> found a great deal of reaſon in my Brothers diſcourſe, and <hi>Sci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pio</hi> adding his perſwaſions to the others to prevail with her, they brought her to this at laſt, that ſhe promiſed to uſe all the intereſt ſhe could with <hi>Tullia</hi> to oblige her to ſee <hi>Antonius</hi> once more, and to receive her picture from his own hands, according as he was engaged by his oath.</p>
                  <p>She made it her buſineſſe that very day, but to no purpoſe, ſo that <hi>Antonius</hi> underſtood by her, the next, that all the entreaties ſhe could make to her, could not induce that hard-hearted Beauty to condeſcend thereto, and that, at laſt, ſhe had with a ſtrange con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtancy proteſted, that ſhe had rather loſe her picture, by an accident whence it might not be inferred that ſhe had any deſign to favour <hi>Antonius,</hi> then reſolve to ſee him, and to ſpeak, with her will, to a man, whoſe name thoſe of her family could not hear without horrour. My Brother was extreamly caſt down at this obſtinacy of <hi>Tullia,</hi> and entertain'd <hi>Emilia</hi> with diverſe diſcourſes, which moved her to much compaſſion for him: but he alſo continued firm to the reſolution he had made not to deliver the picture, not that he could do <hi>Tullia</hi> this diſpleaſure without ſome repugnance, but that, beſides the comfort he received from the ſight of that dear image, he thought he could not with honour reſtore it, after the proteſtation he had made not to do it before <hi>Cecinna</hi> and <hi>Cicero,</hi> who pretended to be ſo much concerned in it. What confirmed him further in this reſolution, was, that, ſome dayes after, he underſtood that <hi>Cicero,</hi> purpoſely to ſpight him, had beſtowed his Siſter on <hi>Cecinna;</hi> and it was conceived that within a few dayes he was to marry her, and indeed it was certain that he had promiſed her to him, and though <hi>Tullia</hi> had not till then any particular affection for <hi>Cecinna,</hi> yet being diſcreet and vertuous, ſhe ſubmitted to her Brother's will, and without any contradiction enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained the Husband he was pleaſed ſhe ſhould have. This news put my Brother into ſuch violent tranſports of grief, as you may eaſily imagine, if you conſider well what I have told you concerning thoſe of his Love; nay, it is almoſt a miracle that he did not diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover it by ſome action ſuit able to the paſſion he was hurryed by. At firſt all his thoughts ran upon ſome thing that was violent and fatal; and when he imagined to himſelf that his Rival was happier than he, did not onely deprive him of what he loved, but might haply be the cauſe of all <hi>Tullia</hi>'s rigour towards him, had prevented him by an affection, that made her inſenſible of all the expreſſions he made to her of his, and exaſperated her againſt him more than any conſideration of the death of <hi>Cicero,</hi> he could not oppoſe the torrent of his reſentments, nor think of any thing but the death of his Rival. <hi>How</hi> ſaid he, walking in a furious manner, <hi>it was then the love of</hi> Cecinna <hi>that made</hi> Tullia<hi>'s heart impenetrable as to all compaſſion; and it is</hi> Cecinna <hi>that robs me of this unmerciful Beauty, and, with her, of all the ſatisfaction and deſire of life? I wonder not,</hi> added he, <hi>at his backwardneſs to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover her picture, and the confidence he had ſoon to be poſſeſſed of the perſon, hath made him take it the more indifferently to ſee her fair image in the hands of an unfortunate Rival. 'Tis the knowledge he had of my misfortune made him neglect what haply both his intereſt and his ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour had obliged him to do, and I am ſatisfied he had courage enough to take the advice of his reputation in that emergency, if the hope of a greater happineſs had not made him leſs earneſt for what was of leſs conſequence.</hi> Whereupon he walked for a good while, without ſpeak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing at all, then breaking forth into his ordinary tranſports, <hi>Think not,</hi> Cecinna, <hi>ſaid he, that I reſign</hi> Tullia <hi>to thee, as thou haſt done her picture to me; it ſhall coſt thee the pureſt of thy blood to dispute whoſe ſhe ſhall be, and ſince I have hazarded my life for her picture, it is but juſt thou ſhouldſt venture ſomething for the perſon.</hi>
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                  <p>This was the reſolution he took; but when he thought himſelf fully confirmed in it, he met with ſuch difficulties in that deſign which he was not a little ſtartled at. He had rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon to fear he might diſpleaſe <hi>Caeſar,</hi> who, upon what had paſſed in his preſence fearing the conſequence, had forbidden them very ſeverely to attempt any thing one againſt ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther. Nay, there was yet ſomething more in it, as to what reſentment the Emperour might have of it; for when he conſidered that he could not quarrel with <hi>Cecinna</hi> upon the account of any intereſt in <hi>Tullia,</hi> without declaring openly, &amp; diſcovering at the ſame time the little
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regard he had for the advantageous deſign which the Emperor and <hi>Octavia</hi> had for him, and that in a conjuncture on which his abſolute fortune depended, he knew not what courſe he ſhould take to overcome that difficulty. And yet this was not conſiderable to him, in compariſon of the fear he was in of <hi>Tullia</hi>'s indignation, as putting it out of all doubt that he muſt needs force her to the extremities of enmity towards him, by putting himſelf in a poſture to take away that mans life whom ſhe accepted for her Husband. To be ſhort, this conſideration prevailed ſo far upon him, that he hardly minded the reſt, and how far ſoever he might be from deſerving the cruel treatments he received from that incenſed Beauty, yet was his ſoul guilty of ſuch extraordinary reſpects towards her, that he would have lookt death in the face with leſſe diſturbance, than the occaſion of offending her.</p>
                  <p>Theſe contradictions kept his thoughts in an aequilibrium in ſo ſtrange a perplexity; ſo that finding it a hard matter to fix on any thing, he continued ſome dayes without faſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ning on any reſolution. During that time he delighted altogether in ſolitude, avoiding the company even of his Friend <hi>Scipio,</hi> and retiring into the moſt ſolitary places, where he would not admit any of his own people to be about him. Without the gate called <hi>Porta-Capena,</hi> there is a little Wood neer the fair Gardens of <hi>Metellus,</hi> where the ſhadineſs and ſolitude of the place afford very pleaſant walking, for ſuch as avoid company. <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tonius</hi> going out of <hi>Metellus</hi>'s Garden, was directed thither by his own cruel thoughts, or rather by ſome genius, who would determine his irreſolutions. He walked there a long time alone, (having left thoſe ſervants that he brought with him from home, which he could not diſmiſſe, at the Garden door of <hi>Metellus)</hi> and had endeavored to find out, though with no ſucceſſe, what might prevent the happineſs of <hi>Cecinna,</hi> without any viola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of the reſpect he ought <hi>Tullia,</hi> or incurring the diſpleaſure, (if it were poſſible) of the generous <hi>Octavia</hi> and the Emperour, when coming to a croſſe-walk, he ſpies a man coming all alone towards the place where he was, and having looked on him very atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tively, when he was come ſomewhat neer, he found him to be <hi>Cecinna.</hi> The ſight of him enflamed <hi>Antonius</hi> with indignation and jealouſie; and though he ſuſpected what deſign brought <hi>Cecinna</hi> towards him, yet did he miſtruſt his own thoughts of miſtake, and was in ſome fear he ſhould not have ſo much power over himſelf as to reflect, in that emer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gency, upon thoſe conſiderations whereby his hands were as yet tyed up. In this uncer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainty he expected him as ready to fight, and in ſuch a poſture as put <hi>Cecinna</hi> into ſome diſturbance.</p>
                  <p>Now my Brother being a perſon of higher quality in <hi>Rome</hi> than he was, and his intereſt conſequently, with thoſe that managed the ſupreme power, much greater, he was more cautions and circumſpect in what he undertook, than he had haply been with another per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, whoſe fortunes had been meaner; and accordingly coming very civilly towards him, <hi>It hath been my buſineſſe for ſome dayes to find you out,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>and I ſhould have ſpoken to you ſooner, could I have done it with the ſame liberty as I now do. I ſhould have given you all you could have expected, anſwered</hi> Antonius, <hi>if I had had but the leaſt notice of your deſires, and ſince you now have as much freedom as you could have wiſhed; neglect not this opportunity to acquaint me with what you think fit to let me know. I doubt not, replyed</hi> Cecinna, <hi>but you know that ſufficiently well already, and if you but remember that</hi> Tullia<hi>'s picture is ſtill in your hands, you are at the ſame time ſatisfied of the great concernment I have to entreat you to return it to me. I have not deſired it of you while I was of opinion it might be gotten out of your hands without my interpoſition. But now that the intereſt of</hi> Tullia, <hi>and that of her friends hath proved ineffectual, you will not think it ſtrange, if, as things now ſtand between us, I endeavour to obtain that from you which you had denied them,</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Antonius <hi>looking on him with ſcornful ſmile, There is indeed but very little likelihood,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>I ſhould grant</hi> Cecinna <hi>what I had denied</hi> Emilia: <hi>beſides, I am of opinion, that if you had been ſo deſirous of</hi> Tullia<hi>'s picture, you would have gone for it to the place whence I took it. Though I was much leſſe obliged to do it than you, it were unjuſt I ſhould, with the hazard of my life, procure a thing you had ſlighted, to beſtow it on you with ſo much eaſe, and you may haply find your ſelf very much miſtaken, if you imagine there may be leſſe danger to get it out of my hands, than to recover it out of the</hi> Area <hi>of the Amphitheatre. Had there been a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny neceſſity for that action,</hi> replied Cecinna, <hi>I ſhould have done it as well as you: And if there had been any juſtice,</hi> interrupted <hi>Antonius</hi> very roundly, <hi>to reſtore what I had ſo well gotten, I had reſtored it to</hi> Emilia, <hi>and not to you. However it be,</hi> Cecinna, <hi>you ought not to expect it, as being the laſt of all men for whom I ſhould have that compliance. I thought indeed, replyed</hi> Cecinna, <hi>I ſhould be forced to thoſe extremities with you, which the Emperour hath forbidden us: and it is with that deſign that I ſought you out, reſolved to take away either your life, or</hi> Tullia<hi>'s picture. This is it I expected from thee, replyed</hi> Antonius <hi>fiercely, and which I thought I had ſo ſufficiently obliged thee to, as to make thee contemn all other conſiderations.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
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With theſe words they both layd hands on their ſwords, and drew at the ſame time, there being not any body neer to hinder them. They exchanged a many blows, with much more fury then circumſpection. <hi>Cecinna</hi> fought with abundance of courage, but with little good fortune; and being over-raſh and inconſiderate, be received two mortal wounds in the body, upon which he fell down at my Brother's feet, with very little re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mainder of life. <hi>Antonius</hi> had no doubt wiſhed the death of <hi>Cecinna,</hi> and had behaved himſelf in that duel with abundance of indignation and animoſity againſt him; but being a perſon of a great and noble ſoul, ſeeing him fall with all the mortal ſigns, his anger va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhed, and compaſſion took place in his heart, into which the paſſions whereby it was then moved, were not againſt its admittance. He came to <hi>Cecinna,</hi> to do him all the good he could, and endeavouring to ſtop his bloud, perſwaded him to take courage, by all the words which might expreſſe the regret and ſorrow he conceived at his misfortune.</p>
                  <p>But while he was employed in this compaſſionate office, there comes, by an accident, you cannot but be aſtoniſhed at, a Chariot, full of Ladies, to take the pleaſure of a ſoli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tary walk in the Wood, to the place where they were: and the Ladies, who intended to take a walk, being got out of the Chariot, came on eaſily without any jealouſie of what had happened, to the very place where the unfortunate <hi>Cecinna</hi> was expiring his laſt, in my Brother's arms. You may well imagine what aſtoniſhment this ſad ſpectacle raiſed in the Ladies; but it will be hard for you to conceive that of my Brother, when with <hi>E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>milia</hi> and ſome other Ladies of his acquaintance, he ſaw the cruel <hi>Tullia;</hi> that very <hi>Tullia</hi> whom he had ſo well engraven in his ſoul. I leave it to you to ſupply the difficulty of ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſion I meet with in this ſtrange rencounter, ſo hard is it for me to give you an account of the agitations of theſe two ſouls in ſo unexpected an adventure. If <hi>Antonius</hi> was ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prized to ſee that <hi>Tullia</hi> whom he adored, that <hi>Tullia,</hi> who ſhunned him with all the cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>elty imaginable; nay, the ſame <hi>Tullia,</hi> whoſe Lover, that was to be within a few dayes her Huſband, he had killed; you may well think that <hi>Tullia,</hi> on the other ſide, was not leſs aſtoniſhed to meet with that <hi>Antonius,</hi> whom ſhe avoided, ſtanding over the expiring <hi>Cecinna,</hi> and ſoiled with the bloud of a man ſhe was to be married to. She had not had, tis true, any violent affection for him, yet it is withall certain ſhe had no diſ-inclination towards him; and ſince ſhe had been acquainted with the deſign her Brother had to make her his Wife, ſhe had entertained in her heart all the love ſhe thought her ſelf obliged to have, for a perſon that was ſhortly to be her Husband: ſo that ſhe could not ſee him weltring in his bloud, and expiring at his enemies feet, without feeling an extraordinary afflicti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and whatever her ſoul was capable of, upon an accident of that nature. She at firſt ſight gave a great outcry, and was ready to ſwound in <hi>Emilia's,</hi> arms, who made a ſhift to hold her up, and, a little after, caſting her eyes on both <hi>Antonius</hi> and <hi>Cecinna,</hi> on the one, with all the demonſtrations of compaſſion, and on the other with all thoſe of indigna<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, ſheding tears for <hi>Cecinna,</hi> and darting forth her wrathful looks on <hi>Antonius,</hi> ſhe continued for ſome minutes in an uncertainty as to what reſolution ſhe ſhould take whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to avoid what ſhe hated, or to ſuccour what ſhe was obliged to love. And whereas ſhe ſeemed to be rather carried away by the averſion ſhe had for my Brother, or at leaſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clined rather to the motives ſhe conceived ſhe had to avoid him, then to the affection ſhe had for <hi>Cecinna,</hi> her firſt reflections ſeemed to engage her to avoid the face of an enemy, e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpecially he being ſuch a one as confirmed himſelf to be ſuch, by the action he had then done. But afterwards, upon ſecond thoughts, ſhe, being a Lady that choſe rather to be guided by her duty then her paſſions, and conceived her ſelf obliged to relieve <hi>Cecinna</hi> dy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing upon her account, rather then to avoid <hi>Antonius,</hi> comes to him, with a face bathed in tears, and by certain broken words entreated him to take heart, and to further all he could the deſign ſhe had for the preſervation of his life. The expiring <hi>Cecinna</hi> met with this ſatisfaction in his misfortune, that he breathed out his laſt in the arms of <hi>Tullia,</hi> and muſtering up all the ſtrength he had left him; to turn his eyes towards her, and to take her by the hand, ſhe reached forth to him, while one of her Mayds held up his head in her lap; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>I looſe my life by the hands of</hi> Antonius, <hi>but it was through my own fault and ſeeking; and therefore I beſeech you to forgive him my death as heartily as I do my ſelf. The compaſſion, he takes at my misfortune, deſerves yours; and I dye happy and glori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous, ſince I dye at your feet, for your ſake, and in a condition that forces thoſe fair ſhowers from your eyes.</hi>
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                  <p>With much difficulty was he deliverd of theſe words, but with them he loſt his ſpeech and, ſome few minutes after, breathed out his laſt, leaving in <hi>Tullia</hi>'s ſoul ſuch violent characters of paſſion, that ſhe hardly knew where ſhe was, or what ſhe did. My Brother, to give her way, retired ſome few paces when ſhe came neer <hi>Cecinna;</hi> and being extream<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly moved with pity for his misfortune, the affliction he perceived it was to <hi>Tullia</hi> height<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned
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his own ſo much and ſo violently, that he had much ado to keep off from deſpair. He, at firſt, thought himſelf obliged to avoid the eyes of that incenſed Beauty; nay, though he was infinitely deſirous to have a ſight of her, yet muſt he need imagine, that, as things then ſtood, he could not without inhumanity importune her with his. Out of this conſideration had he already retired ſome few paces; but his paſſion growing too ſtrong for him, would needs oblige him to ſpeak to her, and to make ſome reparation for the injury he had done her. This reſolution grew ſo ſtrong upon him, that he could not reſiſt it, and ſo ſlighting all thoſe reflections that were incompatible with the violence of his love, he came ſome paces neerer, he looked on that deſolate Beauty, with all the agitations that a ſoul that hath loſt all command of it ſelf can be capable of. He had not hardly had the confidence to open his mouth, had he not been encouraged by the preſence of <hi>Emilia,</hi> whom he knew to be favourable to him, and from whom he expected ſome relief. But at laſt, having rallyed a the courage he had, he ſets one knee on the ground, and looking on <hi>Tullia</hi> in a trembling poſture; <hi>I ſhould not preſume to importune you with my ſight, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>if I thought not my ſelf obliged to make you ſome ſatisfaction for the injury I have done you; and though</hi> Cecinna <hi>hath in ſome ſort juſtified me, by telling you that I onely ſtood in a defenſive poſture againſt him, yet the diſpleaſure I have done you is greater than to be paſſed over with ſuch a reparation. There was no need of this laſt misfortune to heighten the averſion you have ever had for the unfortunate perſon that now adores you; and this ſight of you, which I ſo earneſtly begged before, ſhould not have been granted me, together with that of an accident which can raiſe in you nothing but horrour for this ſo unhappy a wretch. But ſince it is the diſpoſal of heaven it is but juſt that both Heavens anger and yours ſhould be appeaſed: and ſince I am already ſo well acquainted with your heart, as to believe I ſhall find in you all the reſolution requiſite to revenge your ſelf, and to do right to the</hi> Manes <hi>of</hi> Cecinna, <hi>here take the ſword,</hi> (continued he, drawing it, and preſenting her with the hilt) <hi>take the ſword that hath taken away the life of</hi> Cecinna, <hi>thruſt it into this breaſt which lyes open to you, and ſpare not, after the injury</hi> I <hi>have done you, a life, which, even in a condition, of innocence hath ever been odious to you.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>At theſe words <hi>Tullia,</hi> who all the while would not ſo much as look towards him, but turned her face another way, gave him ſuch a ſudden and furious look, that haply upon the firſt ſallies of the violent paſſions ſhe was then abſolutely ſubject to, ſhe might have granted the deſolate <hi>Antonius</hi> the death he ſo much deſired, and that accordingly ſhe would have taken the ſword he preſented to her, and whereof the very ſight very much enflamed her indignation, when ſhe perceived upon it certain drops of <hi>Cecinna</hi>'s blood. But the prudent <hi>Emilia</hi> faſtening immediately upon it, got it, not without much difficulty, from <hi>Antonius;</hi> and this ſhe did, as well in regard of the uncertainty ſhe was in as to <hi>Tullia</hi>'s intention, as to prevent that deſperatè Prince, from making uſe of it againſt himſelf, as he might have done, in the diſtraction his grief had then put him into.</p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Tullia</hi> continued for ſome time without ſo much as opening her mouth, expreſſing the agitations of her ſoul by her looks and ſilence more effectually than ſhe could haply have done by her words. But at laſt, not able to maſter the impetuoſity thereof, and looking on the proſtrate <hi>Antonius</hi> with eyes, wherein, through the tears that fell from them, the fire of her indignation diſcovered it ſelf but too apparently; <hi>Unmercifull diſturber of my quiet,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>thou who being the iſſue of my Fathers Executioners, art reſolved not to degenerate from their cruelty; Is it poſſible that thy inhumanity cannot be ſatisfied either with the bloud of</hi> Cicero, <hi>ſpilt by thy Friends, nor with that</hi> Cecinna, <hi>which thou haſt ſhed thy ſelf, but thou muſt perſecute to the death an Unfortunate Mayd, who hath not without reaſon avoided thee, and who never yet gave thee the leaſt offence? Doſt thou hope, ſtained with the bloud of him that was to be her Husband, that ſhe can regard that odious paſſion, which hath proved the cauſe of all her unhappineſſe? Or doſt thou imagine ſhe can look otherwiſe on thee than a Monſter, and the fouleſt object of deteſtation and horrour? Go</hi> Barbarian, <hi>go Sonne of</hi> Fulvia, <hi>and diſturb no longer the Daughter of the Unfortunate</hi> Cicero, <hi>for whom thy cruelty hath opened a ſource of tears, which no paſſion could ever have made her ſhead.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>As ſhe uttered theſe words which came from her attended with a deluge of tears, ſhe re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſted her face on <hi>Emilia</hi>'s arm, when <hi>Scipio,</hi> who was then in queſt of either his Miſtreſs or his Friend, came into the place, directed thither haply by the gods, to prevent my Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther's deſpair. He was in few words made acquainted with all that paſt; and though compaſſion had that effect which it could not but produce in him, yet he made a ſhift to ſmother it, the better to ſerve his Friend, and ſo joyned with <hi>Emilia</hi> to oppoſe thoſe ſenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments of hatred and indignation which <hi>Tullia</hi> had conceived againſt my Brother. But, notwithſtanding all their arguments, intreaties and remonſtrances, ſhe was ſtill as inflexi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble as ever; and the ſuppliant poſture wherein <hi>Antonius</hi> had continued all this while, or
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the abundance of tears he ſhed after her example, could not raiſe in her the leaſt touch of compaſſion, nor any way moderate her exaſperation.</p>
                  <p>When he ſaw that the mediation of <hi>Emilia</hi> and his Friend proved altogether ineffectual, riſing up from the place where he was, and looking very dreadfully on <hi>Tullia, I now ſee</hi> Tullia, ſaid he to her, <hi>that nothing but my death can ſatisfie you, and I were very much to blame, if, being neer the dead body of</hi> Cecinna, <hi>I ſhould hope to find that pitty from you, which in the greateſt innocence of my life, and amidſt the moſt prevalent expreſſions of my love I could never obtain: nor indeed was it to your compaſſion that I addreſſed my ſelf, but I defied the implacable averſion you have for me to put a period to that life, for which you have ſo much horrour. I muſt confeſſe, I ſhould have embraced death more kindly from your hands than my own, as conceiving your revenge would be the more abſolute, when you took it your ſelf. But ſince</hi> Emilia <hi>hath deprived you of that ſatisfaction which yet had been but proporti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>onable to the grief I have innocently cauſed you, I ſhall make it my own buſineſſe to ſacrifice to you the remainder of this life, which hath been ſo unfortunately preſerved, and is ſo cruelly abhorred.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>With theſe words he pretended as if he would go away with an action not far from ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>travagance; but <hi>Scipio,</hi> who, during his diſcourſe, was gotten neer him, ſtayed him, and <hi>Tullia,</hi> implacable as ſhe was, yet having abundance of vertue about her, would not leave in the perſons that heard her, the ſentiments which her diſtraction might have raiſed in them, ſo that endeavouring once more to expreſs her ſelf to <hi>Antonius,</hi> yet without look<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing on him: <hi>I come not out of a cruel race, ſuch as thine is,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>nor do I deſire any bloudy reparations for the injury thou haſt done me. I neither wiſh thy death nor thy life, and leave thee Maſter of a Fate wherein I never intend to be ary wayes engaged: but if the horrid outrages which my family and my ſelf have received from thee and thine, may give me leave to hope any ſatisfaction from thee, I intreat, as thou dost reſpect Heaven, or whatever elſe may be dear to thee, that thou never appear before me again, and that thou free me for e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver henceforward of a ſight which neither is nor ought to be any way ſupportable to me. This thou canſt not refuſe me, if thou haſt any ſpark of vertue left in thee: and if thou grant it me, I engage my ſelf never to deſire either of the gods or men any revenge againſt thee, and that I ſhall not be guilty of ſo much as a wiſh that may contribute any thing to the diſturbance of thy life. 'Tis but juſt, Madam,</hi> ſaid <hi>Antonius</hi> to her, who was already reſolved what to do; <hi>I ſhall give you the ſatisfaction you deſire of me, though it be more inſufferable then what I had offered you my ſelf, and I proteſt to you, that you ſhall never while you live ſee again that unfortunate perſon whom you thus condemn to eternal baniſhment.</hi> With which words he went away along with <hi>Scipio,</hi> who would not by any means leave him, out of a fear of ſome effect of his deſpair; and not long after <hi>Emilia,</hi> and the other Ladies, having cauſed the body of <hi>Cecinna</hi> to be brought away, returned into the City in the confuſed condition which it is not hard for you to imagine to your ſelf.</p>
                  <p>I ſhall not trouble you, Siſter, either with the grief of <hi>Cecinna</hi>'s Friends and <hi>Cicero</hi>'s, or with the diſpleaſure of the Emperour at that action, wherein yet he could not much blame my Brother, after he had underſtood the circumſtances of it. But I muſt needs tell you, that <hi>Antonius,</hi> having ſpent the night with <hi>Scipio,</hi> who would by no means leave him till he were a little recovered, vaniſhed the next morning, and hath not been ſeen ſince in any part of the earth that ever we could hear of, though he hath been ſought out every<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>where. He went away with a very ſmall retinue, purpoſely to avoid being diſcovered in the places through which he paſſed, and where he intended to ſpend his life, onely he left a Letter for <hi>Scipio,</hi> wherein he intreated him to make his excuſes to all thoſe to whom he was obliged to make any, either out of reſpects of birth, or any other conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rations, further deſiring him, not to enquire after the place of his retirement, proteſting to him that he knew it not himſelf, and that he was reſolved to wander up and down the World, till he were quite recovered of <hi>Tullia</hi>'s love, and then he promiſed to return to <hi>Rome,</hi> and not before. <hi>Scipio</hi> and all his Friends ſent ſome after him for certain dayes, but they returned to <hi>Rome</hi> very much troubled that they could meet with no tidings of him. <hi>Tullia</hi> extreamly caſt down, and in a manner diſtracted at this unhappy adventure left <hi>Rome</hi> ſome few dayes after, and returned to her ſolitude, where ſhe continued for many years. And thus, by a paſſion fatally enflamed, have we loſt a Brother; a great and excellent perſon. It is ſix or ſeven years ſince this loſs happened, which yet I was ſenſible of, before it could be thought one of my age could be ſenſible of any ſuch thing, and in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard that it is ſince that time that all the remarkable accidents of my life are happened, my Borther could not be any way concerned in them. And thence it came, that I made no mention of him in the relation of all the misfortunes which the love of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> hath engaged me in. I ſhall now proceed to the adventures of the reſt of our Family, which having hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened
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long ſince the other, I have accordingly freſh in my memory.</p>
                  <p>Here the fair <hi>Cleopatra</hi> made a ſtop to take her breath a little, and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who had heard her with very much attention, without ever interrupting her all the time, ſeeing her come to that place, <hi>Good Heaven, Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>what an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary obligation have you put upon me by this diſcourſe of yours? and what regret have you raiſed in me for the ſad fortune of that Brother of yours, who in all probability, would have loſt nothing of the luſtre of your noble houſe? How angry have I been with that inflexi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble</hi> Tullia, <hi>who made ſo little diſtinction between the innocent and the guilty, and how diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent have our ſentiments been, though we have met with equal occaſions to expreſſe them? I could not abſolutely diſapprove the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>arriage of</hi> Tullia, replies Cleopatra, <hi>though it were ſomewhat too violent at the latter end. At ſo bloudy a ſpectacle as that of the death of</hi> Cecin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na, <hi>ſhe could not be leſſe troubled then ſhe ſeemed to be; and in the beginning, though</hi> Antoni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us <hi>were innocent, yet was he Son to thoſe who had put her Father to a death notorious for the cruelty of its circumſtances. And if there were no reaſon ſhe ſhould be deſirous to be reven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged upon him, ſo was there not on the other ſide any that ſhould engage her to admit his conver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſation, much leſſe the expreſſions of his affection. In your fortune things are very much diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rent; your friendſhip took its firſt riſe from your infancy, and from that time you have been accustomed to endure the preſence of</hi> Alexander, <hi>not as that of their Son who had put</hi> Artaba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus <hi>to death, but as that of a Prince that adored you, and for whom ever from that time you had no averſion.</hi> The two fair Princeſſes had ſome farther diſcourſe upon that ſubject, which ended, <hi>Artemiſa</hi> having entreated <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to go on with her diſcourſe, ſhe pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceeded thus.</p>
               </div>
               <trailer>The end of the firſt Book.</trailer>
            </div>
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               <head>HYMEN'S <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. Part. IX.</head>
               <head type="sub">Lib. II.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Cleopatra, <hi>purſuing the Hiſtory of</hi> Antonia <hi>and young</hi> Ptolomey, <hi>entertains</hi> Artemiſa <hi>with a deſcription of</hi> Auguſtus<hi>'s Court, and gives her an account of all the moſt conſiderable Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons about</hi> Rome, <hi>in point of Love and Courtſhip.</hi> Auguſtus <hi>entertains</hi> Terentia, <hi>the Wife of</hi> Mecaenas, <hi>in the Gardens of</hi> Lucullus, <hi>where</hi> Mithridates <hi>walking with</hi> Anto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia, <hi>diſcovers his paſſion to her, and is ſlighted by her. Undreſſing her ſelf that night, ſhe finds, in one of her ſleeves, a letter from an</hi> Unknown <hi>Servant.</hi> Tullia, <hi>meeting with young</hi> Ptolomey <hi>at</hi> Sabina<hi>'s, is taken with him, but he reflecting on her inflexibility to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards his Brother</hi> Julius Antonius, <hi>ſlights her.</hi> Antonia <hi>going to the Empreſſes, where all the great perſons about the Court were met, is ſurprized by her Unknown Lover with another Letter, which ſhe finds in her handkerchief. A ſhow upon the</hi> Tiber, <hi>wherein the Unknown Lover ſurpriſes her in a Galley, which for the invention and magnificence pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved the miracle of the divertiſment. That night</hi> Antonia, <hi>undreſſing her ſelf, finds ano<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Letter, at the reading of which ſhe gives</hi> Cleopatra <hi>another which ſhe found in one of her Gloves.</hi> Archelaus <hi>and</hi> Mithridates, <hi>Suitors to</hi> Antonia, <hi>conspire againſt their Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known Rival, watch him one night, but are both worſted by him, whereupon he ſends them a letter.</hi> Tullia <hi>and</hi> Emilia <hi>walk into the Gardens of</hi> Lucullus, <hi>and, for more privacy, go into an Arbour, where</hi> Tullia <hi>acquaints her with her love to</hi> Ptolomey, <hi>and is over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>heard by him and</hi> Lentulus, <hi>who thereupon falls deſperately in love with her. The ſolemni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty of</hi> Auguſtus<hi>'s Birth-day, the ſeveral exerciſes and divertiſements of it deſcribed, wherein the Unknown Lover of</hi> Antonia <hi>being declared Conquerour, receives accordingly the Prizes, which he preſents at the feet of</hi> Antonia, <hi>and ſhe, upon the command of</hi> Octa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>via, <hi>accepts. Having ſo done, he conveys himſelf out of Liſts yet not ſo, but that be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing perceived by</hi> Mithridates, <hi>he is by him purſued and overtaken in a Wood, where they en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gage, and</hi> Mithridates <hi>is overthrown.</hi> Archelaus <hi>perceiving</hi> Mithridates <hi>departed, out of the ſame motive of jealouſie, follows him, to diſcover the Unknown Lover, and comes up to them juſt as he had worſted</hi> Mithridates. Archelaus, <hi>ſeconding</hi> Mithridates, <hi>engages with the Unknown, who after a little fighting, perceiving ſome coming from the City, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>horſes him, yet not ſo, but that the other laying hold of his cask, the chin-pieces broke, and his head being by that means unarmed, he is diſcovered and known to be</hi> Druſus, <hi>the Son of</hi> Livia, <hi>and Brother to</hi> Tiberius. Marcellus <hi>and</hi> Ptolomey, <hi>coming in upon this, he makes his apology to them, and is by them carried away immediately to be preſented to</hi> Antonia, <hi>who, upon the mediation of</hi> Auguſtus, Livia, Octavia, Marcellus, Ptolomey, <hi>and others, entertains him as her Servant.</hi> Archelaus <hi>goes into the wars againſt the</hi> Parthians. Mithri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates, <hi>is made, by the Emperour, King of</hi> Comagenes, Polemon, <hi>of</hi> Pontus, <hi>and</hi> Pto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lomey <hi>continues his devotions to</hi> Marcia.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>
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'<seg rend="decorInit">T</seg>IS ſince the loſſe of our Brother <hi>Julius Antonius,</hi> as I told you, that ſo many memorable accidents have happened in our Family, ſuch as no doubt but he would have concerned himſelf in, as he ought to have done, had he not been abſent, nay, it may be, abſolutely loſt. It was much about the time of his departure that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> made the firſt addreſſes of his love to me, or it was then at leaſt that I was come to an age, wherein I ſeriouſly began to take notice of them. I have already acquainted you with all that hath befallen me ſince, even to the moſt inconſiderable circumſtances, ſo that I am diſpenſed withall as to any relation that concerns my ſelf, though what hath happened to me be of greater conſequence than any thing elſe that hath befallen our Family. For what relates to <hi>Alexander,</hi> you have been acquainted with the adventures of his firſt years to his departure from <hi>Rome;</hi> and for what hath hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened to him ſince, I have learned it from your ſelf, who muſt needs have been the beſt acquainted of any with his adventures, as having been the onely occaſion thereof. All then that now lyes on my hands to do, is, to give you an account of young <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> of the Children of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and, of thoſe of <hi>Anthony</hi> and <hi>Octavia,</hi> of my two Siſters, <hi>Agrippina</hi> and young <hi>Antonia,</hi> whom you have ſo particular an affection for. For <hi>Ptolomey</hi> he is yet of an age wherein it cannot be expected he ſhould meet with many adventures, though the World hath, from ſeveral particular actions of his, conceived very miraculous hopes of him: and for my Siſters, I ſhall punctually acquaint you with all you deſire to know concerning them.</p>
               <p>Theſe two Princeſſes, born, no doubt, to all the perfections of nature, have extreamly improved and heightned them by an excellent education, for I need ſay no more to you than that they have been brought up by their Mother <hi>Octavia,</hi> to let you underſtand what advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tages they might derive from that. <hi>Agrippina</hi> is certainly a very rare and exquiſite Beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, hath a great command of underſtanding, and is of an exemplary vertue; nay, it will haply be found that the World is but poorly ſtored with perſons whoſe accompliſhments and perfections may come into the ballance with thoſe of this Princeſſe. Yet is it as certain that <hi>Antonia</hi> ſurpaſſes her in all things, and though Heavea hath beſtowed on her a Beauty of the firſt magnitude among thoſe terreſtrial Conſtellations, whoſe influences the earth adores and is guided by, yet is this Beauty of her perſon much be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low that of her mind, and that of her inclinations. Never was there any one of her Sex that had a mind fixed with ſo much ſoliditie, refined by ſo much purity, and heightned by ſo great a diſengagement from things that are inconſiderable and beneath her. It diſcovers ſuch a conſonancy of ſweetneſſe and ſeverity, as amounts to a juſt moderation, and all her actions are guided by ſo certain a rule, that they defie whatever the moſt irreconcileable malice durſt object againſt them. I could tell you much more of her, Siſter, and yet be in ſome fear I might not ſpeak enough; ſince it is undeniable, that, taking her in all things, there cannot be any thing more accompliſhed then <hi>Antonia,</hi> and it is generally acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledged in <hi>Rome,</hi> that <hi>Octavia,</hi> the honour and ornament of her Time, could not have fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhed the World with any thing elſe that were more worthy her ſelf, or more like her Mother in all her great and excellent perfections.</p>
               <p>It is not many years, ſince <hi>Domitius Aenobarbus,</hi> a man Illuſtrious enough by his ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traction, but much more for his great employments, and the noble actions he did, ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dreſſed his affections to <hi>Agrippina,</hi> and afterwards became an earneſt and conſtant Servant of hers. And in regard his engagement in this deſign was not without the approbation of the Emperour, <hi>Octavia,</hi> and, in a word, of all thoſe perſons whoſe countenance he ſtood in need of, <hi>Agrippina,</hi> out of pure compliance with <hi>Octavia,</hi> entertained his addreſſes with the eſteem and acknowledgement ſhe was obliged to, and, without any repug<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance or violence of paſſion, was reſolved to ſubmit to the diſpoſal of thoſe perſons to whom ſhe ought an obedience. But, on the contrary, <hi>Antonia,</hi> having a diſ-inclination to love, and an averſion for whatever had but the leaſt appearance of gallantry, had ſpent all the years of her life to this very laſt, not only without loving, but even without ſo much as enduring any diſcourſe, or indeed the leaſt diſcovery of any ſuch thing, though her extraordinary Beautie, and the amiable excellencies of her perſon had raiſed her no ſmall number of ſervants among thoſe of greateſt quality upon earth.</p>
               <p>Among the moſt eminent of thoſe that had any thoughts for her, <hi>Archelaus,</hi> King of <hi>Cap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>padocia,</hi> a young Prince, of great valour, and abundance of vertue, was one of the firſt that declared himſelf a ſervant of hers: and certainly, if an exceſſe of merit heighthned by ſervices, full of paſſion and reſpect, might have had any influence on the heart of <hi>Antonia,</hi> it was not improbable they ſhould faile of their effect on it, on the behalf of that Prince. His alliance with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> or rather his dependance on the Empire, to which his
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dominions were tributary, (as were thoſe of moſt Kings upon earth) obliged him to be very much reſident at <hi>Rome,</hi> where all other Kings as well as he were forced to make their conſtant addreſſes to the Emperour.</p>
               <p>Twas in one of theſe voyages that he became a ſacrifice to the fair eyes of <hi>Antonia,</hi> and upon that account ſtayed longer in <hi>Rome</hi> than he had reſolved to do. Whole yeares paſt away ere he durſt make his caſe known, or any way diſcover himſelf to her, who was the occaſion of all his ſufferings. And though that, during this time, he travelled very much up and down, either within his own Kingdom, or into thoſe of his next neighbours, whi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther the war often drew him; yet was his love his perpetual attendant, and upon the leaſt occaſion brought him ſtill to <hi>Rome,</hi> where he had left the fair object of his paſſion. When<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever he felt in himſelf any inclination to diſcover to <hi>Antonia</hi> what he ſuffered for her ſake, her ſeveritie, and that modeſt fierceneſſe ſhe was ſubject to, put him to immediate ſilence: and whereas upon all other occaſions he was never known to be awanting as to courage, yet all that great confidence he was naturally maſter of, proved, as to this deſign, abſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lutely unſerviceable, and that out of no other conſideration than that he was not ignorant of the inflexible humour of <hi>Antonia.</hi> But at laſt he ventured to break ſorth into ſpeech, after he had uſhered in the diſcourſe by thouſands of actions which might have ſignified no leſſe then what he ſpoke; but this firſt overture of his proved ſo little to his ſatisfaction, that for a long time after he could never reflect on it without a certain regret, which muſt needs be the greater, in that <hi>Antonia,</hi> who till then had ſuffered his converſation as the would do that of a Prince, eminent for his vertue, and high in the eſteem of all the World, could not endure to hear from his own mouth, the firſt declaration of a paſſion which ſhe had a natural averſion for, and entertained it with ſuch a reſentinent, as eaſilie put her upon a reſolution to avoid all occaſions of diſcourſe with him. However, after ſome time ſhe was perſwaded to endure it, but not ſo much out of any remorſe of her inclinations, as by the mediation of <hi>Octavia,</hi> who would not have her treat, with diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dain and incivilitie, a King of extraordinary merit, as alſo upon the advice of her Brother <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whom ſhe had very great reſpects for, and who highly eſteemed <hi>Archelaus.</hi> But after all, the greateſt advantage he made of this ſorbearance amounted not to ſo much as to make his condition any whit the better; and if <hi>Antonia</hi> gave him ſometimes leave to wait on her, and to fall into diſcourſe with her, yet could he never either from his addreſſes or converſation infer the leaſt hope they might ever prove affectual, or derive any other comfort from them, ſave that of being aſſured, that his Rivalls, (who no doubt were not a few, and thoſe very conſiderable) were not treated any thing more favourably than himſelf.</p>
               <p>Beſides <hi>Archelaus,</hi> there was a great number of other Princes at <hi>Rome,</hi> and there daily came ſome from all parts, as I told you, to do homage, and make their acknowledge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments to the Lord of the greateſt part of the Univerſe. Among the moſt accompliſhed were <hi>Mithridates</hi> and <hi>Polemon,</hi> perſons whom their excellent endowments made accord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly conſiderable, it being indeed upon the account of their vertue, (which added a great luſtre and advantage to their birth) that they had not long before receaved Crowns from the liberalitie of <hi>Auguſtus; Polemon</hi> that of <hi>Pontus,</hi> and <hi>Mithridates</hi> that of <hi>Comage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes. Mithridates,</hi> a perſon naturallie confident and daring, and of high and aſpiring thoughts, captivated by the perfections of <hi>Julia,</hi> and flattered into ſome hopes through her eaſineſſe, in admitting addreſſes and adorations, made no great ſecret, for ſome time, of the inclinations he had for her: but at length, ſeized with a fear of diſpleaſing <hi>Marcel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lus,</hi> whom all the World very much reſpected as well for his repatation as his vertue, and to incenſe the Emperour himſelf, who would not have taken it kindlie that his Daughter ſhould be cajolled into any other affection than that of <hi>Mercellus,</hi> on whom he had reſolved to beſtow her, he was forced to ſmother his firſt inclinations, and after he had continued for ſome conſiderable time in an uncertainty, without being able to faſten on any chance, he at laſt ran the ſame fate with a many others, and became an admirer of the excellencies of <hi>Antonia,</hi> and accordingly put himſelf into the ſame praedicament with <hi>Archelaus. Polemon,</hi> on the other ſide, continued Maſter of Liberty for a long time, but at laſt was forced to ſacrifice it to <hi>Marcella,</hi> Daughter to <hi>Octavia,</hi> by her former Huſband, and Siſter, both by Father and Mother, to Prince <hi>Marcellus:</hi> but his engagement into that affection was with very little hope, or likelyhood of any good ſucceſs; not but that his great worth and high birth were very conſiderable, but, it was the generall belief that the Emperour had long before deſigned his Neece the Princeſſe <hi>Marcella</hi> for Wife to the great <hi>Agrippa,</hi> a perſon ſo conſiderable in point of reputation and intereſt, as not to be parallelled by <hi>Polemon,</hi> or indeed by any other perſon in the Empire, unleſſe it were by Prince <hi>Marcellus</hi> himſelf. His younger Siſter by the ſame marriage, named <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tia,</hi>
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a Princeſſe of an excellent Beauty, an admirable wit, and a diſpoſition full of ſweet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe and complaiſance, had alſo a great number of Suitors; and you are not to imagine but that Princeſſes of ſuch worth, extractions and intereſts were more likely to raiſe deſires than hopes in the hearts of ſuch perſons as were the moſt eminent.</p>
               <p>I have purpoſely given you this ſmall account that you may thence infer what a noble and great Court there muſt needs be at <hi>Octavia</hi>'s where we were no leſſe then five Princeſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſes, who, next to <hi>Julia,</hi> might, not without reaſon, pretend to the firſt rank among all thoſe of the Empire, and that had had the honour to be brought up by the conduct of a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, whoſe vertue is a thouſand times more conſiderable than all the advantages ſhe might have derived from either her Birth or her Fortune.</p>
               <p>Beſides thoſe that I have named to you, that were particularly related to the Imperial Houſe, or were otherwiſe of Royal extraction, there was at <hi>Rome</hi> a great number of thoſe Illuſtrious Families, which are no way inferiour to thoſe of Kings, as alſo of thoſe Conſu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lar Houſes, whereof the chiefes have ſo often led Kings in Triumph, and diſpoſed of King<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doms as if they had been their own private eſtates. The admirable <hi>Sulpicia,</hi> Daughter to <hi>Lucius Metellus,</hi> the Beautiful <hi>Hortenſia,</hi> Daughter to <hi>Caius Lentulus, Scrvilia</hi> Daughter to <hi>Servilius Hala, Flavia,</hi> of the Noble Bloud of the <hi>Fabii, Sabina,</hi> of that of the famous <hi>Scipio</hi>'s, and the diſcreet <hi>Virginia,</hi> the Daughter of <hi>Catulus,</hi> were, as I may ſay, in reſpect of us of the ſecond magnitude. In like manner, among the men, the very ſame Families, and others of that quality had produced no ſmall number of ſuch, as, in all probability ſhould not degenerate from the glory of their Anceſtors; and as to matter of magnificence and gallantry, next to <hi>Marcellus,</hi> the Sons of <hi>Livia,</hi> and the Princes I have already menti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>oned to you, young <hi>Craſſus,</hi> Son to thoſe of that name, who dyed among the <hi>Parthians,</hi> a perſon already arrived to the fame of divers Noble Victories, young <hi>Catulus, Albinus, Ciuna, Lentulus, Flavianus</hi> the Son of <hi>Scaurus, Emilianus,</hi> of the race of the <hi>Scipio</hi>'s, and <hi>Cornelianus</hi> deſcended of that of the <hi>Cato</hi>'s, were the moſt Eminent and Remarkable in <hi>Rome,</hi> as well for their excellent endowments, as their Pomp and Magnificence. All theſe per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, or atleaſt the greateſt part of them, came every day to the Empreſſe's Court, or to the Princeſſe <hi>Julia</hi>'s, or to us, or to <hi>Scribonia</hi>'s, or to <hi>Terentia</hi>'s, the Wife of <hi>Mecenas,</hi> and it may be well affirmed, that there was never any thing of oſtentation, and magnificence, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parable to what was ſeen in the publick ſhews, and divertiſements, that theſe Illuſtrions Per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons daylie entertained us with, and that with ſuch prodigality and profuſions, as it were impoſſible to meet with in any other place, then a City that is Lady of the Univerſe, and ſurfeited with the ſpoiles of ſo many Kingdoms.</p>
               <p>I need not tell you, Siſter, that I have all this while digreſſed from what I had firſt under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taken, purpoſely to give you a ſlight deſcription of <hi>Auguſtu</hi>'s Court, and that out of a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fidence you would not take it amiſſe to be acquainted with the names of thoſe perſons that are the moſt conſiderable in the Univerſe. I ſhall therefore now return to our own Family, and give you a punctual account of all that you deſire to know concerning it, omitting, out of deſign, what hapned long ſince, the more to haſten to a relation of what hath hapned with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in theſe late years, as well becauſe it is of greateſt conſequence, as that is freſheſt in my me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mory, and moſt within my knowledg.</p>
               <p>That you may therefore be the better informed as to what concerns the affairs of our Familie, you are to know, That <hi>Julius Antonius,</hi> as I have already told you, had been loſt for ſome five or ſix years; That I was at <hi>Rome</hi> expoſed to the cruel perſecution of <hi>Tiberi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us;</hi> That <hi>Alexander</hi> was, not long before, gone from <hi>Rome</hi> into the Army in <hi>Pannonia,</hi> whence it was that he came to you; That <hi>Ptolomey</hi> was brought up in <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s Court, all the World conceiving miraculous hopes of him; That for our two Siſters, that were born of <hi>Octavia, Agrippina</hi> was courted by <hi>Domitius Enobarbus,</hi> and the younger <hi>Antonia</hi> by <hi>Arehelaus,</hi> King of <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> and divers other Illuſtrious Perſons, as well among the <hi>Romans,</hi> as among thoſe Princes that had their education in <hi>Anguſtus</hi>'s Court, and that for the two Princeſſes, the Daughters of <hi>Octavia</hi> and <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and whom we ſtill looked on as our Siſters; <hi>Marcella</hi> was courted by <hi>Craſſus</hi> and <hi>Polemon,</hi> but according to the general opinion, deſigned by the Emperor for the great <hi>Agrippa;</hi> and the young and fair <hi>Martia,</hi> beſides a many other Suitors and Adorers, whom her excellent perfections magnetically drew after her, was moſt earneſtly courted by <hi>Emilianus,</hi> one of the houſe of the <hi>Scipio</hi>'s, and young <hi>Catulus,</hi> both perſons extreamly conſiderable as well upon the ſcore of their ver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tues, as extraordinary worth and parts. The other Ladies, whom I have named to you, were alſo courted by the moſt Illuſtrious Perſons about <hi>Rome,</hi> of <hi>Roman</hi> extraction, inſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>much that <hi>Rome</hi> was, in point of galantry and magnificence, much beyond what I am able to repreſent to you. The Emperour, who, as you know, is yet in the flower of his age, and is naturally very much inclined to whatever ſounds any thing of gallantry, gave himſelf the
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example as to what tended that way, through the engagement and inclinations he then had, and ſtill hath for <hi>Terentia, Mecaenas</hi>'s Wife, a Woman of great Beautie, and a vaſt wit and underſtanding, but with this diſadvantage as to her reputation, that the frequent ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dreſſes and familiarity of the Emperor did her ſome injury, as being one, that, having been Wife to a man whoſe vertue the whole Empire had a particular honour and veneration for, ſhould have carryed her ſelf with that reſervedneſſe as might have been proof againſt thoſe reports, which but too too often blaſt the moſt circumſpect behaviours.</p>
               <p>This excellent woman did the Emperour one day take occaſion to entertain with a Come<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy, Muſick, and Walking, in the fair and famous Gardens of <hi>Lucullus,</hi> and all the perſons I have named to you, with divers others, whom I have not mentioned, were admitted into the noble meeting. The firſt divertiſement they were entertained with, while they expected the other, (which were not to be had, but by torch-light) was that of Walking, ſo that the Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany being gotten into thoſe pleaſant walks, they took their turns about, and ſaw all the ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rities of the Garden, which certainly are admirable, and not below the report that is ſpread over the World of it, and the charge, which the moſt ſumptuous of mankind had been at a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout it. The Empreſs, whoſe thoughts have ever been more taken up with what related to her ambition and State-Affairs, then with any thing elſe, pretending to be ignorant of the Emperour's inclinations, and ſeeming not the leaſt troubled thereat, would needs make one of that Aſſembly; and while they walked, was led by <hi>Agrippa,</hi> though ſhe had no great re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpects for him, and looked on the intereſt he had with <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> with ſome jealouſie. <hi>Mecoe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nas</hi> waited on the Princeſs <hi>Octavia,</hi> and after her the Emperor himſelf led <hi>Terentia;</hi> after them came <hi>Julia,</hi> led by <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and after her my ſelf, led by <hi>Tiberius. Domitius</hi> had <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippina</hi> by the arm, and King <hi>Archelaus</hi> the fair <hi>Antonia. Marcella</hi> was conducted by Prince <hi>Polemon, Martia</hi> by the gallant <hi>Craſſus; Sulpitia,</hi> by <hi>Lentulus; Hortenſia</hi> by <hi>Flavia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus, Sabina</hi> by <hi>Cinna, Servilia</hi> by <hi>Emilianus, Flavia</hi> by <hi>Albinus, Virginia,</hi> by <hi>Cornelianus,</hi> &amp; the excellent <hi>Cipaſſis</hi> (who for her own worth, and the friendſhip which <hi>Julia</hi> had for her, was numbred among the moſt conſiderable) by <hi>Ovid.</hi> Beſides all theſe, <hi>Druſus, Ptolomy, Mithri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates,</hi> and <hi>Horace,</hi> whom they had brought with them, and whom all the World reſpected, and was in love with, for his admirable wit, having not any Ladies to wait on, or being un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>willing to engage themſelves any where againſt their inclinations, very pleaſantly deſired leave to diſpoſe of themſelves where they might meet with any hands free; which <hi>Livia</hi> ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving, in the name of the whole company, granted them, <hi>Druſus</hi> came and took me by the hand, out of a confidence his Brother, who had me by the other, would not take it amiſs. <hi>Pto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lomy</hi> addreſſed him ſelf to the beautiful <hi>Martia,</hi> who was led by <hi>Craſſus;</hi> the daring <hi>Math<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates</hi> confidently faſtened on <hi>Antonia,</hi> who was led by <hi>Archelaus;</hi> and <hi>Horace,</hi> after he had recollected himſelf a little after a very pleaſant manner, laid hold of <hi>Cipaſſis,</hi> who was led by <hi>Ovid,</hi> and reaching him her hand, ſaid very wittily, that for an unfortunate ſtranger, ſhe was not the worſt waited on <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>n the Company, having thoſe two men about her.</p>
               <p>This Noble Aſſembly, the nobleſt haply that the whole Univerſe could have afforded, went all together into a ſpacious walk, covered in a manner with trees of an extraordinary height, and abutted, as all the reſt did, upon a large <hi>Baſin</hi> of Water, which is in the midſt of the Garden, having in it one principal figure which may be ſeen from all the extremities, and that is a <hi>Neptune,</hi> placed in the midſt of the water, ſeated in his Chariot, drawn by <hi>Tritons,</hi> and holding in the right hand his <hi>Trident,</hi> which at the three points of it, caſt forth water to a greater height then the higheſt trees of the Garden. He is compaſſed about by a hundred <hi>Ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reids</hi> of Alablaſter, diſpoſed about the extremities of the Baſis, in a hundred ſeveral po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtures placed at equal diſtances within a row of Pilaſters of white marble, by which it is en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>compaſſed. From this place, by the means of twelve ſpacious walks, which abutt there, may be ſeen all the extremities of the Garden, and the end of every walk is remarkable for ſome object that does a certain pleaſant violence on the ſight, and ſurpriſes the Spectator in twelve different manners. That particular walk into which we were gotten, entertained our eyes onely with the gate of the Garden, and a proſpect of <hi>Rome;</hi> but all the reſt end either with perſpectives, made with ſo much art, that they deceive the ſight, even to the extremity thereof; or with grotts, admirable as well for the variety of ſhells, and the Nacre whereof they are built, as for the diverſity of the ſprings and figures, whereby they are adorned, or with Arbours miraculous for their ſtructure, or laſtly with deſcents of water, ordered with ſuch extraordinary artifice, as that falling from an exceſſive height upon a many ſeveral ſteps, it makes a confuſed, but withal, a pleaſant noiſe, and ſo runs into a number of little channels, which border the Walks in divers places, croſs them in divers others, ſo that peo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ple are forced to go over them upon Bridges, having on both ſides Pilaſters of Marble.</p>
               <p>The twelve principal Walks are croſſed up and down by an infinite number of others, wherin it is not hard for one to loſe himſelf; but with this advantage, by way of recompence,
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that whereſoever chance, or your own inclination diſpoſes of you, the objects you are en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertained with, are every where very delightful and very ſurprizing. There are thouſands of rarities in this Garden, which I do not trouble you with an account of, and for what I have told you, it hath onely been by the way, and ſomewhat beſides my purpoſe.</p>
               <p>When the whole Company had taken ſeveral turns about the Baſin, it divided it ſelf into ſeveral parties according to the different inclinations of the perſons. <hi>Julia</hi> having made a propoſition to that purpoſe, and repreſented that walking, wanted that freedom and divertiſement when there were a many together, which it had when there is more pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vacy. For my part I was reſolved not to leave <hi>Octavia,</hi> who began to direct her courſe to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards one of the principal Walks, and my Siſter <hi>Antonia</hi> was as reſolved to keep me com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany. It was, I muſt confeſs, no ſmall ſatisfaction to me, that <hi>Druſus</hi> came and joyned with <hi>Tiberius,</hi> to lead me, as well upon the account of the many excellent qualities I ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved in his perſon, as alſo that I thought it much better, being between the Brothers, than alone with <hi>Tiberius;</hi> beſides that I cannot deny, but that I found ſomething in <hi>Dru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus</hi>'s diſcourſe, which in ſome meaſure took off the tediouſneſs I met with in that of his Brother, and conſequently was ſatisfied as to the good opinion which all the World had of him. He was in very good terms with <hi>Marcellus,</hi> as to the difference there had been be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween them concerning their loves to <hi>Julia;</hi> inſomuch, that he not only forbore all viſits to the Princeſs, but it was viſible in all his actions, that he had given over all thoughts of her, and ſought nothing with ſo much earneſtneſs as the friendſhip of <hi>Marcellus.</hi> Beſides, though he ſided as much as he could with his Brother, as in point of honour he was obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged to do, yet did he not preſs his intereſt very much to me, and knowing the averſion I had for his Brothers addreſſes, and the reſpects I had for thoſe of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> he ſaid very little to me of his Brother, and ſpoke nothing to the diſadvantage of his Rival. 'Twas this day that he entertained me with abundance of things that were infinitely pleaſant, and his Brother maliciouſly putting him upon ſome diſcourſe concerning <hi>Julia,</hi> he ſpoke of her with ſo much modeſty and reſervedneſs, but withal with ſo much wit, that I had from that time a greater eſteem for him then I had had before.</p>
               <p>After us came <hi>Antonia,</hi> led by <hi>Archelaus</hi> and <hi>Mithridates,</hi> but the Emperour having ſent for <hi>Archelaus,</hi> as having ſome buſineſs to communicate to him, <hi>Mithridates</hi> ſtayed alone with <hi>Antonia,</hi> to his unconceivable ſatisfaction. This was it he had ſought-out, of a long time, and what he could never find before; and accordingly being a perſon infinitely confident, he would needs make his advantage of it, attributing the ſilence he had for ſome time obſerved to want of opportunity. And yet all his confidence, though ſummoned to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gether upon this occaſion, ſtuck not ſo cloſe to him, but that for ſome minutes he was at a loſſe what to do as to the deſign he had to diſcover his thoughts, and <hi>Antonia</hi> on the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſide was ſo terrible upon all occaſions of that nature, that ſhe was able to make the moſt aſſured of their ſtrength, to tremble. However he took heart in his reſolution, and falling into diſcourſe about the departure of <hi>Archelaus; I never made it any queſtion, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>but that</hi> Archelaus <hi>entertains whatever orders come from</hi> Caeſar, <hi>with all the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect and compliance that may be; but for this laſt, I believe it hath been received by him, with a diſturbance equal to the ſatisfaction it hath bred in me. I cannot apprehend,</hi> replies Antonia, <hi>the cauſe of either his diſcontent or your joy, nor ſee in this accident any occaſion either of the one or other. For</hi> Archelaus, replies Mithridates, <hi>you cannot certainly but know how unkindly he takes it to be abſent from you, ſince you are not to be now acquainted with the paſſion he hath for you: and for</hi> Mithridates, <hi>you may well imagine what joy it is to him to have the honour to wait on you alone, when I have once told you that he is involved in the ſame chains with</hi> Archelaus.</p>
               <p>Theſe words of <hi>Mithridates</hi> made <hi>Antonia</hi> bluſh for very indignation, though from ſome circumſtances ſhe was ſatisfied as to ſome part of that truth; but ſhe would needs pretend that ſhe underſtood not his meaning, and ſo ſeem the leſs incenſed againſt him, whereupon re-aſſuming the diſcourſe with an action full of diſdain, <hi>I know not,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>what you mean either by the</hi> chains <hi>or</hi> paſſions <hi>of</hi> Archelaus, <hi>but am ſatisfied, that were he conſcious of any thing which I ſhould take amiſſe at his hands, the reſpects he hath for me are ſo great, that he would keep it from my knowledge. Ah Madam,</hi> replyed he, <hi>is it poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible, that you who pretend ſo much to a real ſincerity, can ſo peremptorily affirm that the King of</hi> Cappadocia <hi>hath never entertained you with the affection he hath for you? If ever he did ſpeak to me of it,</hi> replies the Princeſs, <hi>it matters not, I gave no credit to what he ſaid, and that for me to do ſo, was the greateſt advantage he could ever hope from ſuch diſcourſe; for af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter all, when he had done what he could to perſwade me that he had an affection for me, I ſhould poſſibly have perſwaded him in my turn, that I ſhould be ſubject to a quite contrary paſſion for perſons, whoſe affections make them forget the reſpect they ought to obſerve. For matter of reſpect,</hi> replies the Prince of Comagenes, <hi>I muſt acknowledge, it ought to be had for you</hi>
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                  <hi>while life laſts, and that the leaſt violation thereof deſerves the ſevereſt puniſhment; but for a man to be ſo far from being awanting in point of reſpect, as that he onely preſumes to diſcover a love, which for the greateſt part conſiſts in reſpect it ſelf; does he deſerve thoſe lightnings and thunder-bolts which you caſt at the guilty? and muſt a man needs be expoſed to your indignation for telling you, that he hath an adoration for you, e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>qual to what he hath for the gods, as he ſhould be to that of another perſon, whom he had done ſome affront to? The caſe is the very ſame,</hi> replies the Princeſſe very roundly, <hi>and in my opinion, there ſhould be no diſtinction made between ſuch adorations and affronts. How Madam,</hi> cries out Mithridates, <hi>it ſeems you allow no difference between the effects of Love, and thoſe of Hatred? When thoſe of Love are importunate and troubleſome,</hi> an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwers Antonia, <hi>I think them more inſupportable then thoſe of Hatred, and, ſuch is my hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour, I ſhould ſooner pardon an affect of Hatred in my enemies, then an expreſſion of Love in thoſe that call themſelves my Friends. Ah Madam,</hi> replies the Prince with an action full of earneſtneſſe, <hi>if it be ſo, I ſhall adviſe the unfortunate</hi> Mithridates <hi>not to tell you till at the laſt gaſp, that he dies for you, and I ſhall beſeech you for the future to read in his eyes what you forbid him to declare with his tongue.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Mithridates</hi> had no ſooner pronounced theſe words, with a ſubmiſſive look on the ground, but <hi>Antonia</hi> caſting her eyes on him, with an action full of fierceneſſe; <hi>Mithri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>I am now ſatisfied that you take me for........</hi>at which word making a ſudden ſtop, haply to correct what the haſtineſſe of her thought had almoſt forced into her mouth. <hi>No, no,</hi> ſaid the Prince, interrupting her, <hi>no Madam, I do not take you for</hi> Julia, <hi>for it was of her that you were going to ſpeak, and the gods are my witneſſes, that though truth it ſelf, and the paſſion I have had for that Princeſſe, might well oblige me to ſpeak advantagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ouſly of her, yet muſt I acknowledge that I find no reſemblance between you. It was from my intention,</hi> replies Antonia, <hi>to ſay any thing of</hi> Julia: <hi>I conceave it an honour to be any way like her, and am perſwaded ſhe gives as little entertainment as I do, to ſuch diſcourſes as that, you have entertained me with: but whether that it be ſo or not, if I have deſerved this unhappy adventure for the pains I have taken to make you ſome anſwer on an unbeſeeming ſubject, meerly to avoid the like for the future, ſince I cannot take down your confidence, I ſhall deprive you of the occaſions, and you ſhall talk to me in another ſtile or never ſee me again.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Mithridates</hi> at theſe words, notwithſtanding his great confidence was ſomewhat at a loſſe, and knew not what anſwer to make her, when the incenſed <hi>Antonia</hi> hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing pronounced them: and walking a little faſter to overtake us, <hi>Siſter, Siſter, ſaid ſhe to me, ſtay for us, and give us leave to be of your company, and participate of your diſcourſe.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words falling from her ſomewhat diſorderly, were enough for me to gueſs at the truth; ſo that when ſhe was come up to us, I could not forbear looking on her with a certain ſmile, as if I underſtood by her countenance that ſhe was really angry. Coming to our ſide, <hi>Druſus,</hi> who was next her, very reſpectfully preſented her with the hand he had at liberty, and <hi>Antonia</hi> having with as much civility received it, we walked all five abreſt, after <hi>Octavia</hi> and <hi>Mecaenas,</hi> who were ſome few paces before us, and often ingaged in our diſcourſe. <hi>Tiberius</hi> and <hi>Druſus</hi> talked in a manner all the time, and though <hi>Mithridates</hi> was a perſon ſufficiently inclined to diſcourſe and mirth, yet came there not many words from him all the day after. I could not forbear ſmiling when e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver I looked on <hi>Antonia,</hi> who was extreamly troubled at it. But what was moſt pleaſant of all, was, When we were gotten out of the ſpacious walk to go into others that were nar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rower, which lye next to the little Rivuletts, and wherein there cannot walk above three abreſt; for <hi>Druſus</hi> being in the middle of the five, and juſt between my Siſter and me, we were both deſirous to keep him; <hi>Antonia,</hi> to be exempted from the diſcourſe ſhe was ſo willing to avoid, and I, becauſe I would not be alone with <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cordingly upon theſe ſeveral conſiderations we both drew <hi>Druſus</hi> with us at the ſame time, and to make him the more ſure to us, wrung him hard by the hand.</p>
               <p>That action ſurprized him a little at firſt, as not being wont to be ſo treated by us, but a while after, being a perſon infinitely ingenious, he apprehended our meaning, and could not forbear laughing at it. He was a while in ſuſpence which ſide to take, telling us that he wiſhed himſelf the fate of <hi>Ariſtocles,</hi> with abundance of other things, very witty and pleaſant; but at laſt, he decided the controverſie, ſomewhat to my diſadvantage, for he left me, becauſe he would be alone with <hi>Antonia,</hi> but telling me withall very wittily, that he was a better Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther then for to deprive <hi>Tiberius</hi> any longer of my diſcourſe, and that he would wait upon <hi>Antonia,</hi> who had not the ſame engagements to <hi>Mithridates,</hi> as I had to his Brother. <hi>Mith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ridates</hi> bluſhed at this diſcourſe, and was forced though with much diſcontent, to accept of <hi>Druſus</hi>'s company: but not long after, being come to a place where ſeveral walks croſſed one the other, we met <hi>Julia, Agrippina,</hi> and <hi>Marcia,</hi> with <hi>Marcellus, Domitius, Craſſus,</hi> and yong
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                  <hi>Ptolomey</hi> our Brother, and ſaw coming on the other ſide, the <hi>Emperor</hi> with <hi>Terentia,</hi> the Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs, <hi>Marcella</hi> and divers others, ſo that <hi>Caeſar</hi> having given order that all the Company ſhould rally, all met together at the end of one of the walks in a ſpacious vaulted Arbour, open on three ſides, and having at the three openings, three ſprings caſting up water higher than the roof of the Arbour. There it was that the muſick expected us, and that the moſt excellent voices that <hi>Rome</hi> could afford, joyned to all the Inſtruments requiſite to make a noble conſort, gave us a very delightful divertiſment. After the Muſick, which laſted not above an hour, all went a walking again, and walked till night; but this ſecond time, every one endeavored to avoid being of their Company whom they could not affect, ſo that <hi>Mithridates</hi> being deprived of the company of <hi>Antonia,</hi> who did all ſhe could to ſhun him, ſtayed with <hi>Druſus, Craſſus,</hi> young <hi>Ptolomy,</hi> and others, who came not neer the Ladies for all that day.</p>
               <p>When the day began to diſ-lodge, and reſign its place to darkneſſe, we were all brought into a ſpacious Bower, ſo covered over with the boughs of trees whereof it was made, that the violent rayes of the Meridian Sun could hardly find any paſſage in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to it: but that night it had ſuch an exceſſe of light, that it might be ſaid it never knew a greater day, that is, that of a thouſand torches faſtened to a hundred ſumptuous branches ſparkling with gold and precious ſtones, which hanging down from the boughs of the Bower, produced the nobleſt effect in the World, and enlightned a magnificent Theatre that had been ſet up at one end of it, and upon which the ſucceſſors of the famous <hi>Roſcius</hi> entertained the Company for two hours.</p>
               <p>The Comedy being ended, we went into another Bower, not far from the former, and enlightned after the ſame manner, where we were entertained with a magnificent collati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on; and that alſo over, the reſt of the night was ſpent in dancing. <hi>Archelaus</hi> danced with <hi>Antonia,</hi> whom <hi>Mithridates</hi> durſt not come neer all the night. <hi>Polemen</hi> danced with <hi>Marcella,</hi> and had a long diſcourſe with her, and our Brother <hi>Ptolomy,</hi> with the fair <hi>Mantia;</hi> but after a manner much different from that of the other. For <hi>Polemon</hi> having an extraordinary paſſion for <hi>Marcella,</hi> who, for her part was not any way moved thereat, and did not much mind the expreſſions of <hi>Polemon</hi>'s affection, and <hi>Ptolomy</hi> naturally averſe from love, unleſſe it were that of his libetrty, was little moved at the beauty of <hi>Martia,</hi> though ſhe were ſo well furniſhed that way as to make an impreſſion on ſouls that were moſt inſenſible, and had naturally no averſion for <hi>Ptolomy,</hi> but lived with him by the directions of <hi>Octavia,</hi> as if they had been Brother and Siſter. For <hi>Domitius</hi> and <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippina,</hi> their converſation was ful of freedom, and whereas the pretenſions of <hi>Domitius</hi> were generally countenanced and encouraged, and <hi>Agrippina</hi> a perſon of a diſpoſition ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſily ſatisfied, her affection accordingly met with few traverſes of fortune, and ſo her mind had little to ſtruggle withal. <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Julia</hi> were in the height of familiarity, in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard no man diſputed her with him, and that he himſelf had made his peace with her, as to the difference they had had together about the love of <hi>Druſus;</hi> and for my part, I had my hands full of <hi>Tiberius,</hi> who made all the advantage he could of the abſence of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> but the moſt pleaſant part of the ſtory was a diſpute raiſed by <hi>Cypaſſis,</hi> between <hi>Ovid</hi> and <hi>Horace,</hi> who had waited on her all that day, and who, upon a very nice and tickliſh que<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtion, ſaid things worthy the admiration of all the World. The greateſt part of the night being thus ſpent, it was thought time to retire; whereupon the whole Company being diſpoſed into Chariots, every one went to, what was then moſt deſirable, Reſt.</p>
               <p>I know Siſter I have not done well thus to digreſſe, or at leaſt there was no neceſſity I ſhould give you ſuch a particular deſcription of that dayes walking and entertainments, and it is ot unlikely you expected to hear of ſome extraordinary accident ſomé way re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lating to this Hiſtory. But this ſhort relation of the divertiſements of that day, (whereof I have given as brief an account as I could) may be thus far advantageous to you, as to make you better acquainted, as well with the perſons, as the little intrigues that then were in the Court of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> and I have been ſo much the larger out of this conſiderati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, that it was this day that gave birth to ſome things which have ſince come to paſſe of very great conſequence. My Siſter <hi>Antonia</hi> and I had layn together for ſome few dayes before, and were extraordinary kind one to another, as being engaged in a friendſhip that allowed as little ſeparation as could poſſibly be. As we were undreſſing our ſelves that night, I fell into diſcourſe about what had happened between her and <hi>Mithridates,</hi> and though ſhe was extreamly loth to make me acquainted with it, yet at laſt not able to ſtand out againſt my perſecutions of her, ſhe gave me a punctual account of all the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe ſhe had had with him, as I have related it to you already, and diſcovered ſo much indignation in the recital thereof, that notwithſtanding the ſadneſſe which then lay hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy on my heart, I could not forbear laughing at it, andto torment her with diſcourſe about
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it. But the occaſion I laid hold of to do ſo, was yet more handſome: when as ſhe put off her cloaths, there fell, out of one of her ſleevs, a letter that had been hidden there, and which was no ſooner fallen to the ground, but I took it up, and having with a great curioſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty looked on the ſuperſcription, I found written in a hand that was unknown to me. <hi>(To the fair</hi> Antonia.) I had no ſooner eyed that ſuperſcription, but preſenting it to her, and obliging her to read it, ſhe was extreamly at a loſſe, and perceiving her amazement to be ſo great as hindred her from ſpeaking, <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>you have not dealt freely with me, ſince that having acquainted me with the particularities of</hi> Mithridates<hi>'s affection, you conceal from me that of another more fortunate Servant of yours, from whom you receive let<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ters.</hi> Theſe words put her into a ſudden bluſh; but having ſoon after recovered her ſelf, <hi>Sister,</hi> replyed ſhe very ſoberly, <hi>I ſhall not vindicate my ſelf to you, and I think you know me better then to believe that I receive letters from any one. And yet you ſee,</hi> replyed I, <hi>that this is very truely directed to you, and that he that writ it, hath been ſo much afraid it ſhould miſcarry, that he would needs put your name in the ſuperſcription in very fair Chara<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cters. For that,</hi> replies Antonia, <hi>be it on the account of his diſcretion; but that he hath been ſo fortunate in his deſign, as that it ſhould be known it was directed to me, is all the ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction it will bring him, and aſſure your ſelf, I am ſatisfied with the bare ſuperſcription, and have no deſire to ſee any more of it. Not but that I am perſwaded it comes from</hi> Mithridates <hi>himſelf, who will needs accompliſh what he ſo confidently began, It being not ſo likely that</hi> Archelaus <hi>ſhould have any hand in it, ſince he talked with me all the evening, and that I cannot believe every day ſhould produce perſons guilty of ſuch an exceſſe of confidence. Howe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver it may be,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>if you are not reſolved to conceal it from me, you will give me leave to read it. You may as well let it alone,</hi> replies Antonia, <hi>but it would argue in me a diſtruſt of my own ſtrength, ſhould I forbid you to do it if you are ſo reſolved. I therefore opened the letter, and began to read aloud theſe words.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Since that in your judgment there is no diſtinction to be made between adorations and affronts, and that you think the effects of hatred more ſupportable than thoſe of love........</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Now, Siſter,</hi> ſaye; Antonia interrupting me, <hi>was I not in the right, when I told you it came from</hi> Mithridates, <hi>and are they not his own words in the diſcourſe that paſt between us? So far,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>I agree with you that</hi> Mithridates <hi>is the Author of it; but let us ſee what follows, and comfort your ſelf ſo far, as that there is no new affront offered you in this letter, ſince it acquaints you with nothing but what you knew before.</hi> Antonia <hi>being of the ſame opi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion, heard me with much more quietneſſe of thought then before, ſo that I began it again, and found in it theſe words.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>SInce that in your judgement there is no diſtinction to be made between adorations and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fronts, and that you think the eſſests of</hi> Hatred <hi>more ſupportable than thoſe of</hi> Love, <hi>thoſe who are deſtin'd to affront you, ſince they are only ſuch as are born to adore you, ought either to conceale the offence from you, or keep the offender out of your knowledg. For my part, fai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſt</hi> Antonia, <hi>I am the greateſt of your</hi> Enemies, <hi>ſince that I am of all mankind the perſon that hath the greateſt</hi> affection <hi>for you, and I tell you that confidently, which I ſhould not without trembling, were I not unknown to you. You have ſeen and know the</hi> perſon, <hi>while yet you were ignorant of his</hi> paſſion; <hi>but now that the</hi> paſſion <hi>is diſcovered, it is but fit the</hi> perſon <hi>ſhould be concealed, that onely his</hi> Love <hi>may be expoſed to your indignation. And ſince it is onely Love that you hate, and not the perſons that are inclined to love you, if it be poſſible to engage the averſion you have for it, with ſuch good ſucceſſe as that you may be entreated to be more favourable to it, thoſe who are guilty of no other crime, will appear before you in a leſſe odious poſture, when their crime is pardoned, or at leaſt connived at by your indulgence. The moſt guilty of all thoſe that commit any offences of this nature againſt you, ſeeing himſelf re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced by your inflexible maxims, to a cruel neceſſity of either holding his peace, or concealing himſelf, ſtands in ſuſpence at the choice he is to make, which though it be, in appearance, fan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taſtick, yet is in its conſequences rational enough, nay haply generous enough, ſince that he cannot be charged with any conſideration of his perſon, but only of his love, and that it is to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duce you to bear with his Love, that he addreſſes himſelf to you, and not to engage you to any affection towards his</hi> perſon, <hi>which he conceals from you, and which he ſhall conceal, haply, as long as he lives. Pardon him this innocent ſurprize, which he intends your rigour, and let onely your Beauty engage againſt him, in a caſe wherein, to puniſh the raſhneſſe of his at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempt, it wants not the aſſiſtance of your cruelty.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>As ſoon as I had given over reading, I looked on <hi>Antonia,</hi> who at the ſame time caſt her eyes on my face, with certain diſcoveries of aſtoniſhment, not inferiour to what I was in my ſelf. In a word, we were both equally ſurprized, and whereas we inferred from the firſt words of the Letter that it came from <hi>Mithridates,</hi> we concluded from the ſequele, not onely the quite contrary, but were perſwaded withal, that the perſon who had writ
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it, had never made any expreſſion of his love to <hi>Antonia,</hi> and that in that Letter he took occaſion to make the firſt diſcoveries of it. 'Tis true we were ſomwhat diſtruſtful as to that opinion, when we reflected on the firſt words, which were the ſame ſhe had ſaid to <hi>Mithridates,</hi> and could not apprehend how they could come by chance ſo pat into the ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gination of the Unknown Lover; but for all the reſt, it had ſo little relation or conſiſtency either with the humour, former proceeding of <hi>Mithridates,</hi> or the terms wherein he was with <hi>Antonia,</hi> that we were ſatisfied it muſt needs be ſom other, and one that either out of curioſity or concernment in the buſineſs, might have gotten behind the trees that were on both ſides the walk, wherin the diſcourſe had paſt, and liſtening attentively to what was ſaid, had heard ſom part of it.</p>
               <p>Being agreed in this opinion as the moſt probable, we fell into diſcourſe upon the adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture; ſo far, that <hi>Antonia</hi> thought there was ſome thing in it ſo full of ſurpriſe, and ſo ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary, that ſhe could not be angry at it, as ſhe had been before at the confidence of <hi>Mithridates.</hi> We ſearched among all the men I have named to you the perſon we could with any likelihood ſuſpect; but though it was out of all queſtion that it was one of thoſe that had paſſed the day with us, yet after we had examined them all one after another, we could not faſten on any one whom we could charge with it. Divers of them had come neer <hi>Antonia,</hi> as well during the Comedy, as while they danced, and at the Collation; but of all thoſe that ſhe could remember had had any diſcourſe with her, there was not any whom we knew not to be otherwiſe engaged as to matter of affection, or to be much a want<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in point of ingenuity, to carry on ſuch a piece of gallantry. When we had diſcourſed almoſt to wearineſſe about it; <hi>Who it may be, it matters not,</hi> ſaies, Antonia, <hi>he puts him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf to a great deal of trouble to no purpoſe, and if he deprive me of the object of my indignati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, by concealing his perſon from me, he alſo deprives himſelf,</hi> continued ſhe laughing, <hi>of the acknowledgement I ſhould return his affection by not diſcovering himſelf. Ah Siſter,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>how well is this man acquainted with you, and how true is it, that if you were as ready to make acknowlegdments, as to be tranſported with indignation, he would have taken a courſe quite contrary to what he hath; but, be he what he will, I do not onely think him ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treamly ingenious, but I beleive he may carry on his deſign very ſucceſſefully, and dare paſſe my word that you have a leſſe averſion for him then for</hi> Mithridates <hi>and others, who have been ſo confident as to diſcover their paſſions to you. I acknowledge no leſſe,</hi> replies Antonia, <hi>and am of your mind, that if I never know him while I live, I ſhall never while I live know whom I ought to hate. How ever it may be,</hi> replied I, <hi>tis out of all doubt, this man hath Under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding, and in that underſtanding ſomething that is great, and ſignifies very viſibly that he is a perſon of eminent quality, we ſhall know him when he ſhall think it fit........ And, I hope,</hi> added Antonia, interrupting me, <hi>that, if he be a man of his word, we ſhall never know him. In troth,</hi> replied I, <hi>my mind gives me, I ſhould be extreamly troubled at it, and muſt confeſſe this untroden way of proceding hath raiſed in me a more than ordinary curioſity.</hi> We ſhould have had abundance of other diſcourſe upon this adventure, but it was ſo late, or rather ſo neer day, that we were loth to ſit up any longer, ſo that going to bed a little after, we ſoon fell aſleep.</p>
               <p>For ſome dayes enſuing, (though it might well be thought, that the misfortunes of my own life, being at that time ſuch as found matter of diſcontent enough, ſhould have leſt me but little curioſity) I made it my earneſt buſineſſe to find out whom that Letter ſhould come from, nay ſeemed to be much more concerned in the buſineſs than <hi>Antonia</hi> her ſelf, who looked on all theſe things with the greateſt indifference imaginable. And what much heightned my inquiſition, was, that me-thought the adventure argued ſomwhat ſo far be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>yond the ordinary way of proceeding, that contrary to my natural inclination, I was ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treamly deſirous to ſee the iſſue of it. But all the little inquiries I made, proved ineffectu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>al, for I never could come to the leaſt diſcovery of any thing; with ſo great circumſpecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on had that perſon managed all things in order to the deſign he had to continue ſtill un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known, though he omitted not any that might demonſtrate the earneſtneſs of his paſſion for <hi>Antonia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>In the mean time, <hi>Ptolomey</hi> our Brother (the only Brother Fortune had left us after the loſs of <hi>Alexander,</hi> who was gone to find you out in <hi>Armenia,</hi> and of whom we had not the leaſt account in the World) lived in <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s Court, after ſuch a rate as gave all that knew him occaſion to conceive very great hopes of him: but as to matter of inclinations the greateſt he ſeemed to have, were thoſe of his Liberty, nay, though he daily waited on the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>reſt Ladies about <hi>Rome,</hi> and was extreamly well entertained by them, yet could it not be in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ferred from any action of his, that he had a particular devotion for any. He was a great Lover of Arms, Horſes, and all Exerciſes of the Body, and had a ſingular dexterity there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in; but, to ſigh or pine for a Beauty, was a thing inconſiſtent with his humor, as being a
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perſon naturally inclined to be free and cheerful, and avoided as much as could be all diſtraction of thought. The vertuous <hi>Octavia,</hi> who ſtill perſiſted in the generous deſign ſhe had taken to make the beſt proviſion ſhe could for the children of <hi>Anthony,</hi> and ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gined ſhe could not do it any way better then by bringing them into the family and ally<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> being now out of all hopes to effect her deſires firſt in the perſon of <hi>Julius Antonius,</hi> and not long ſince in that of <hi>Alexander,</hi> who was looked on as loſt as well as our Elder Brother; conceived it might be brought to ſomething in <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> and wiſhed his inclination directed <hi>to Martia,</hi> a Lady courted by the greateſt perſons among the <hi>Romans,</hi> and, to ſpeak modeſtly of her, one that had very excellent parts. <hi>Ptolomy</hi> made no difficulty, to entertain that Princeſſe with all the civilities ſhe might expect from him, nay, diſcovered ſomewhat of particular affection for her, ſuitable to the good intentions of <hi>Octavia:</hi> but indeed his flames were come to no great height, though <hi>Martia</hi> were a perſon infinitely lovely, for having a freedom of acceſſe to her every day, his deport<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment was accordingly full of cheerfulneſſe and indifference. It was much otherwiſe with <hi>Martia,</hi> and though ſhe were of an exemplary vertue and modeſty, yet muſt it withal be acknowledged, that ſhe is ſubject to much tenderneſſe of mind, and having been brought up with <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> as with a perſon on whom her mother had caſt her eies with a deſign to make him her Husband, and lived familiarly with him as with <hi>Marcellus,</hi> that frater<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nal friendſhip, which, with the names of Brother and Siſter, <hi>Octavia</hi> would needs have continued among us, had made a greater impreſſion in her mind, then well ſtood with the ſerenity and quiet thereof, ſo far as that ſhe was no longer able to withſtand the lovely qualities of that Prince, which out of all doubt had wrought much more upon her inclina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions, than hers had upon thoſe of <hi>Ptolomey</hi> I had, not without much diſ-ſatisfaction, taken notice of it my ſelf, and ſeveral times chid my Brother for his back wardneſs in his acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledgements of the ſincere affection of <hi>Martia:</hi> but the young man, of an uncontrolled humour, would make ſome ſhift to put me off, telling me that he loved and honoured <hi>Martia,</hi> as he was obliged to do, and that he ſhould be well content to give her the greateſt aſſurances ſhe could expect of the devotion he had for her; but for melancholy, diſturbances of mind, and reſervedneſſe, he looked on them as the deſtroyers of his happineſſe, and making good what he ſaid in his actions, he was indeed very punctual in doing her all manner of civilities, and acknowledgements, nay ſo far as to expreſſe a more particular affection for her, than for any other. Yet was it obſervable withal, that it was don with a certain diſcovery of much freedom of mind, which argued in him ſuch a mediocrity of inclinations, as that he would not, to waite on her, abate any thing of his enjoyments, nor let ſlip any occaſion that offered it ſelf, to be among the Ladies, whoſe company could afford him ought of diverſion. <hi>Martia,</hi> who is of a very mild diſpoſition, endured this indifferent manner of behaviour a long time, without the leaſt diſcovery of any diſcontent thereat: but at laſt, looking on it as an evident expreſſion of his coldneſs and negligence, ſhe began to be troubled, inſomuch that the grief ſhe conceaved thereat, wrought ſome alteration both in her humour and countenance. All the World took notice of her ſadneſs; but the motive thereof was abſolutely unknown: and <hi>Martia,</hi> who made it her buſineſſe to conceal it what ſhe could, had haply ſmothered it to this day, if I had not caſually made the firſt diſcovery thereof.</p>
               <p>During the time that her melancholy grew more and more prevalent upon her, taking occaſion to give her a viſit, and finding her alone, I entreated her of all love to acquaint me with the cauſe of her ſadneſs, which troubled not onely all that knew her, but my ſelf more particularly, who (as I was for many conſiderations obliged to do) had a more then ordinary affection for her. My careſſes were anſwered by <hi>Martia,</hi> after an indifferent and evaſive manner, yet ſuch as betrayed much grief and reſentment. Very loath ſhe ſeemed to be to give me any ſatisfactory anſwer, and would ſay no more then that ſhe knew not any cauſe whence her ſadneſs ſhould proceed, and that it muſt be derived from her temperament or ſome indiſpoſition of Body. But I, not ſatisfied with this an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer, reproached her with a want of ſincerity, and was preſſing her to diſcover her mind more freely to a perſon whom ſhe might truſt with any thing, when <hi>Ptolomey</hi> comes into the Chamber. His firſt appearance wrought ſuch an alteration in her, that her colour changed ſeveral times of a ſudden; and having caſually caſt my eyes on her coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance, I could not but immediately take notice of the alterations which my Brother's coming in had wrought therein. From this diſcovery I might well gueſſe at ſome part of the buſineſſe, and was in a manner perſwaded that <hi>Ptolomey</hi> had contributed much to the change of that Princeſſe's diſpoſition.</p>
               <p>This reflection made me take more particular notice of her deportment then I had done before, and I obſerved, that while <hi>Ptolomey</hi> ſtayed with us, ſhe was at ſuch a loſſe, that
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ſhe found it ſome difficulty to ſpeak. His viſit was indeed but very ſhort, for having ſtayed about a quarter of an hour with us, he told us, we were too ſad for his company, and that he would go to <hi>Sabina</hi>'s, where <hi>Virginia, Hortenſia, Telavia,</hi> and ſeveral o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther Ladies were met, and where he hoped to find more diverſion. Whereupon going out of the room, he left <hi>Martia</hi> ſo much troubled both at his words, and manner of departure, that the moſt diſ-obſervant perſon in the World might have perceived the diſturbance of her thoughts, by the trouble it raiſed in her countenance. I muſt confeſſe I was my ſelf much ſurprized at <hi>Ptolomey</hi>'s deportment, and angry with him for it, and havingwithal ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved <hi>Martia</hi>'s affliction thereat, I was ſo much the more earneſt to look further into the buſineſs, out of the deſire I had to ſerve &amp; oblige her, if it lay in my power. To which effect reiterating the careſſes and intreaties to her ſome few minutes before, I conjured her by all the friendſhip that was between us, not to conceal from me any longer what her heart was ſo much burthened with, aſſuring her that that curioſity in me proceeded not from any thing but the deſires I had to ſerve her in that conjuncture, proportionably to the affection I had for her. But I could not get a word from her, and inſtead of ſome anſwer, there fell from her eyes ſome few tears which ſhe could notpoſſibly keep in any longer, and which ſhe would have concealed from me by turning her head to the other ſide. That diſcovery raiſed in me all the compaſſion I could conceave at ſuch an accident, and thereupon putting my cheek to hers, with an action that argued the tenderneſs I had for her, <hi>What Siſter,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>can you be ſo cruel as to conceal from me the cauſe of a grief wherein I concern my ſelf ſo much or have I ſo poorly deſerved your affection, that you have ſo little confidence of mine? I durſt truſt my life in your hands,</hi> replies Martia, <hi>nay any thing elſe that I thought more precious; But why will you engage me into a diſcourſe, whence you will infer nothing but my fondneſſe and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>travagance? Or if you have any opinion of my prudence, why will you not rather adviſe me to do all that lies in my power to preſerve it? I am ſo well ſatisfied as to that particular,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed I, <hi>that I ſhall never conceave otherwiſe of you; and that is the reaſon I am ſo impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunate with you, as knowing, that I ſhall not underſtand any thing from you, which muſt not confirm me in the conſidence I have thereof. It argues the greatneſſe of my obligations to you,</hi> replyed the Princeſſe, <hi>but be what will the iſſue of it, I cannot have the courage to acquaint you with my weakneſſe, and I think I ſatisfie the duty of our mutual friendſhip when I promiſe you to acknowledge it, if you gueſſe the cauſe thereof. Since you afford me that free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dom,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>and conſequently give me ſome ground to believe you will approve of that my diſccourſe, May I not ask you, whether the young Prince, who now left the room, be not in ſome meaſure the occaſion of your melancholy, and whether his being a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wanting in the ſervice he owes you may be ſome cauſe of your being diſſatisfied with him?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Upon theſe words, <hi>Martia,</hi> being not any longer able to ſmother the confuſion ſhe was in, nor the bluſhes that ſpread through her countenance, leaned her ſelf againſt my ſhoulder, and wringing one of my hands between both her own, with the greateſt diſco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very of paſſion that could be, <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, with much difficulty, <hi>I am not wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy the ſervices of</hi> Ptolomey; <hi>nay it is not unlikely he conceaves it ſo, and by his deportment towards me, you may eaſily judge, that I am not to flatter my ſelf with any great hopes of him. I muſt confeſſe that, having entertained the firſt addreſſes of his affection, by the commands of thoſe who have the diſpoſal of my inclinations, and that having poſſibly been too implicite<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly dutiful to</hi> Octavia, <hi>I cannot quit the hopes I had conceaved thereof, without ſome affliction, and this is the confuſion, this is the fondneſſe. which I neither durſt, nor ought to have diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered, but the reliance I have on your friendſhip per ſwades me, that you will not let it go any further, nay, that you will conceale it even from</hi> Ptolomey <hi>him ſelf, who obliges me not to this tenderneſs for him, while he hath ſo little for me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words, falling from her with that mildneſſe which is abſolutely natural in her, gave my heart a more then ordinary aſſault, whereupon embracing her with a certain ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſe of affection; <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid I to her, Ptolomey <hi>is happy, inſinitely beyond his deſerts, if I may meaſure his happineſſe by theſe diſcoveries of your affection towards him; nay I am con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fident, that had he but the knowledg thereof, he would caſt himſelf at your feet, begging your pardon for all the faults, which through the inconſiderate ſallies of youth, he may have committed againſt you. He were unworthy all countenance of fortune, if he enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain not this as the greateſt which Heaven could favour him with: but I am to aſſure you, as I have had it thouſands of times from his own mouth, and ſee it in his heart, that he hath for you the greateſt ſentiments of paſſion and reſpect he can have, and if that he be awanting in the demonſtrations he ought to give you thereof, it is to be attributed to the impetuoſity of his greener years, which time will ſo ſettle, as that you will be the onely ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject of his devotions for all the reſt of his life. I ſhall not acquaint him with any thing of what you have diſcovered to me, but as from my ſelf make him ſenſible of his omiſſions of duty, and I</hi>
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                  <hi>dare promiſe you to bring him at your feet, as penitent and as reformed in matter of inclination as he ought to be, and your vertue deſervs.</hi> With theſe words, and what elſe I ſaid to her, I ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peaſed <hi>Martia,</hi> and further repreſenting to her, that <hi>Ptolomey</hi> deſerved not ſo great expreſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of her good will, and that it was but fitting he ſhould not be acquainted therewith, leſt it made him too inſolent, I by degrees ſo laid that mild nature, that I brought her to a reſolution of not grieving any longer after that manner, and that ſhe would reaſſume her former freedom and pleaſantneſſe of converſation.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, give me leave to acquaint you with the adventure, which the ſame day happened to <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> and prepare your ſelf to hear a very ſtrange accident. He went to <hi>Sabina's,</hi> as he told us he would, where a great many Ladies met, and among others, beſides thoſe he had named to us, <hi>Helvidia, Sulpicia, Emilia,</hi> (whom I made mention of in the adventures of <hi>Julius Antonius,</hi> &amp; who was ſome years ſince married to <hi>Scipio)</hi> and with her that inexorable <hi>Tullia,</hi> who had been the cauſe of the loſſe of our Elder Brother. After the death of <hi>Caecinna,</hi> and the deplorable accident I have already related to you, ſhe retired to <hi>Tuſculum,</hi> where ſhe continued ſix years, without ever coming once to <hi>Rome;</hi> during which time <hi>Cicero,</hi> her Brother, had made his abode in <hi>Africk,</hi> where he was <hi>Proconſul;</hi> but being not long before returned to <hi>Rome,</hi> he had brought his Siſter with him, which to effect he had uſed all the authority he had over her, otherwiſe ſhe had ſtill continued her ſolitude. 'T was not above three dayes before that ſhe came to <hi>Rome,</hi> where ſhe was thought as beautiful as when ſhe left it, though ſhe were then about three or four and twenty years of age, and had a ſufficient meaſure of affliction to cauſe ſome alteration in her beauty. Her dreſſe was not after the exactneſſe of the mode, yet neat, and there was in her countenance ſuch a conjunction of ſweetneſſe and majeſty, that <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> who had never ſeen her before, immediately took notice of her more than of any of the reſt. At his coming in, the company was gotten into a long Gallery, where they were looking on the pieces that were hanged about it, yet ſo as they were divided into parties, according to the difference of pictures more or leſſe inviting them. <hi>Ptolomey</hi> was not expected in this company, and if <hi>Sabina</hi> had had any notice of his coming, ſhe would not have had <hi>Tullia</hi> there, though ſhe were of her moſt intimate acquaintance: but he being of a quality that won him a welcom-reception every where, and that the excellencies of his perſon recommended him no leſſe then the rank he was of, he was very kindly enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained, ſo far as that ſome part of the company came about him at his entrance into the room. Being a perſon of a majeſtick look, a noble carriage of body, and a deportment infinitely taking. <hi>Tullia</hi> immediately obſerved him, not without ſurpriſe, and ſhe viewed him with ſuch a look as diſcovered, that, notwithſtanding his being <hi>Anthony</hi>'s Son, he ſeemed ſuch to her, as could not raiſe her averſion. Now ſhe being the onely perſon in the company to whom he was unknown, ſhe aſked one that ſtood next her, what his name was; which ſhe had no ſooner heard, but there roſe ſuch a tempeſt in her coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance, that the alteration happening therein was obſerved by all thoſe that looked on her. She was once in a thought to leave the company, whereupon coming up to <hi>Emilia;</hi> and whiſpering her in the ear with ſome diſturbance, <hi>What,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>can the World afford me no place of refuge againſt the Children of</hi> Anthony? <hi>Emilia,</hi> who was troubled at the accident, made her no immediate anſwer; but <hi>Sabina,</hi> as Lady of the Houſe, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing neer her to make excuſes for what was happened, and to let her know that ſhe was as much ſurprized at <hi>Ptolomey</hi>'s arrival, as ſhe was, told her withal, that he was a perſon of ſuch quality, as not to be forced out of the houſe. Whereupon <hi>Emilia,</hi> having ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>what recovered her ſelf, intreated her not to make any diſturbance in the company, and to remember her ſelf that the too publick diſcoveries ſhe had made of her averſion for the children of <hi>Anthony</hi> had produced effects but too too deplorable; that ſhe might ſtay in the room, yet not engage her ſelf into any particular converſation with <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> and from that day avoid all opportunities of meeting with him; that ſhe would undertake, that <hi>Ptolomey</hi> ſhould not endeavour any acquaintance with her, and that ſhe knew ſo much of his humour, as raiſed in her a confidence that he would not be guilty of thoſe importu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nities towards her, which his Brother had been. <hi>Sabina</hi> added her intreaties to thoſe of <hi>Emilia,</hi> and both together prevailed ſo far with <hi>Tullia,</hi> that they perſwaded her to ſtay with them as long as the reſt did.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> who, upon the firſt ſight, had taken notice of <hi>Tullia's</hi> beauty, and had further obſerved ſome part of the trouble which his preſence had raiſed in her, and ſome thing of what had paſſed in that part of the Gallery where ſhe had retired, being in ſome impatience to know the name of that beautiful perſon, asked it of <hi>Albinus,</hi> who, making no difficulty, to give him an account of her, filled him with aſtoniſhment. He retreated ſome few paces, as ſomewhat amazed, and looking on her more attentively
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than before; <hi>What,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>is this the ſame inexorable</hi> Tullia, <hi>that terrible Beauty, by whoſe means we have loſt our Brother?</hi> At theſe words he ſtopped, running over in his mind thouſands of things which preſented themſelves confuſedly to his imagination. The rela<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion had been made of the inſupportable treatments which our Brother had receaved from her, and the ſad effects they had produced, raiſed in him ſuch bitter reſentments againſt her as made him abhor her as an over-cruel enemy; And though he were not ignorant of the reaſon ſhe had to defie all communication with our houſe, yet was it his judgement, as well as of a many others, that ſhe was exceſſively violent againſt a Prince, that had given her ſo great aſſurances of his love, and who, as to his Perſon, was very amiable and much reſpected. He had often wiſhed a meeting with her, to ſee, as he would ſay himſelf, what making that terrible perſon was of, and to try, whether his ſoul were ſo immallea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, and conſequently not able to reſiſt the influences of her beauty better then that of <hi>Ju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lius Antonius</hi> did. But <hi>Tullia</hi> being not returned to <hi>Rome,</hi> and that there was no expecta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of her coming thither, he had quitted all hopes of it, nay, loſt all remembrance of her. At laſt, having recovered himſelf out of the firſt aſtoniſhment he had conceaved at the rencounter, he fortified his heart with more fierceneſſe then ordinary, ſummoning all his indignation, to avoid a fate like that of his Brothers. But he ſtood not in any need of that aſſiſtance, for, whether it proceeded from the prejudice he had againſt her, or from a cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain Antipathy, he was not guilty of the leaſt inclination for her, and accordingly look<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing on her with a ſcornful ſmile; <hi>Arme thy ſelf,</hi> ſaid he to himſelf, <hi>with all the charms of imperious beauty, thou ſhalt not treat me as thou didſt my Brother.</hi> He was at firſt in a mind to be gone, as being unwilling that his preſence ſhould cauſe any diſtraction in a compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny whereto he had not any invitation; but not long after perceaving, that all were ſatisfi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with his being there, and that <hi>Sabina</hi> her ſelf was not troubled at it, he reſolved to ſtay, as thinking it no diſcretion to deprive himſelf of his enjoyments, to do the enemy of our houſe a pleaſure, and being not much troubled at the ſpight he thought he did her by his ſtay.</p>
               <p>Being a perſon infinitely maſter of himſelf, he immediately reaſſumed his ordinary plea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſantneſſe, and while the converſation laſted, there fell from him the moſt ingenious things he had ſaid in his life, and that with ſuch a grace, that all the company admired him. Even <hi>Tullia</hi> her ſelf was as attentive as any, could not forbear looking on him, and ſound, to her grief, that her indignation was not ſo violent, as ſhe had wiſhed it might have been. They ſpent the time in ſeveral recreations, they danced, they had a collation; and as <hi>Ptolomey</hi> was the moſt ſportive, the moſt pleaſant, and, out of all doubt, the handſomeſt perſon in the company, ſo did he accordingly, in the dancing, and all the other entertainments, draw the eyes and ears of the preſent after him. He ſung, he danced with abundance of grace, nay, he would needs that day make the greateſt oſtentation he could of himſelf, purpoſely to put his enemy out of countenance, and to let her know that the children of <hi>Anthony,</hi> were not ſo contemptible as ſhe would by her example have perſwaded the World. His intention as to ſome part proved effectual, as to the reſt, it produced effects much different from thoſe which he expected it ſhould. He ſpoke to all the Ladies that were preſent, ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral times, <hi>Tullia</hi> onely excepted, whom yet he treated not with any incivility, or did any action that might diſoblige her, as well out of a reſpect for her ſex, as upon <hi>Sabina</hi>'s account, thinking it enough to be at ſome diſtance from her, as it were to make ſhew of re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect, and the fear he was in to diſpleaſe her. He looked on her often, and he obſerved her eyes were in a manner alwayes faſtened on his countenance. He at firſt conceaved her looks to be ſuch as proceeded from indignation, but afterwards he was ſatisfied there was no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing of hoſtility in them, and that her eyes darted no more rigour on him, then any other of the company. That obſervation made him the more ſelf-conceited, inſomuch, that ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving that day reſolved to be confident even to a degree of inſolence, whiſpering <hi>Lentulus,</hi> who ſtood by him, in the ear, yet without turning his eyes towards <hi>Tullia,</hi> whom he would by no means offend; <hi>Pray give me your opinion,</hi> ſaid he to him, with a pleaſant kind of pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſumption, <hi>do not you perceave, that that cruel enemy of ours, who treated our elder Brother with ſuch rigour, honours us with her looks? I have taken notice of it, as well as your ſelf,</hi> ſaies Lentulus to him, <hi>and you would think it very ſtrange, if, inſtead of the averſion ſhe hath for your houſe, ſhe ſhould haue a contrary paſſion for you. I ſhould indeed be extreamly aſtoniſhed at it,</hi> replies Ptolomey, <hi>but if it ſhould be the pleaſure of the gods that ſuch a thing ſhould come to paſſe, I proteſt to you I ſhould revenge my Brother. How,</hi> added Len<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tulus, taking him to the window, that they might not be heard, <hi>would you behave your ſelf barbarouſly and inflexibly towards a Beauty that had an affection for you, and would act the part of</hi> Tullia <hi>towards her, if ſhe acted towards you that of</hi> Julius Antonius? <hi>I have not hitherto,</hi> replyed my Brother, <hi>been any wayes in a condition to exerciſe my cruelty, and</hi>
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                  <hi>when things ſhall come to the paſſe that you ſpeak of, I ſhall not be guilty of thoſe ſcorns and incivilities towards</hi> Tullia, <hi>which ſhe was towards my Brother, becauſe it is impoſſible I ſhould ever be exempted from that reſpect which I owe her Sex. But I would have her to know, that that deſtiny, rather then his own reaſon, which forced my Brother into the extremities of blindneſs and extravagance, hath not the ſame influence on me, and that there can but little love be expected from me for a perſon guilty of ſo much averſion for an innocent Prince, and one ſo eminent as</hi> Julius Antonius <hi>was.</hi>
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               <p>While <hi>Ptolomey</hi> broke forth into theſe expreſſions, and chafed himſelf into exaſperati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on by the ſight of that female enemy of his, there paſſed things of a quite different nature in the ſoul of <hi>Tullia;</hi> inſomuch that though that Beauty did all ſhe could to heighten her deteſtation againſt <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> yet that paſſion, diſarmed of its main ſtrength, was ſo far from contributing any thing thereto, that it ſeemed of no force at all, and whether it were that ſhe ſaw in the perſon of <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> (ſon to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and not to <hi>Fulvia,</hi> who had been <hi>Cicero</hi>'s implacable enemy, and much more the occaſion of his death than <hi>Anthony)</hi> but one half of its object, or that ſhe ſubmitted to ſome unknown power, ſhe refuſed to o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bey in that emergency, and felt her ſelf diſpoſed of all that before had kept up her ſpirit with ſo much conſtany. In a word, to ſpeak of her modeſty, <hi>Fulvia</hi> could not hate <hi>Ptolo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mey,</hi> though poſſibly ſhe was not free from a deſire to do it, ſhe harkened to him, and looked on him as favourably as on others that were preſent, ſhe was one of the laſt that withdrew; and when the Company was diſſolved, ſhe did not expreſſe the leaſt diſſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction at that meeting, nor betrayed by any action or look, the leaſt averſion for the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of <hi>Ptolomey.</hi>
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               <p>In the mean time, I, having left <hi>Martia;</hi> retired into my own Chamber, where I was no ſooner got, but <hi>Antonia</hi> comes in, and coming to me with a countenance divided be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween a deſire of laughing, and ſome inclination to be angry; <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>I have ſomewhat to make you merry withal, and ſince you find ſo much diverſion in an adventure I take but little pleaſure in, I love you too well to conceal any circumſtance from you, which may add any thing to your ſatisfaction. I have ſpent this whole day at the Empreſſe's, where were all the moſt eminent about the Court, five or ſix onely excepted that were at</hi> Sabina<hi>'s, and this even<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing as I came away, I found a Letter in my hand-kerchief, and cannot imagine by what means it ſhould come thither without my knowledge; and ſince I think it out of all queſtion that it comes from the ſame unknown perſon you wot of, I thought fit to bring it away with me, that you might have the full ſatisfaction of it.</hi> Having with theſe words put it into my hands, I took it without making her any reply, and having opened it, ſound therein theſe words.</p>
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                     <head>To the fair <hi>ANTONIA.</hi>
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                     <p>I <hi>Have ſeen you this day, and found you brighter and more beautiful than the ſtar from which we derive our light, and have participated of the excellencies of your converſati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on. You have ſeen me, you have looked on me favourably, nay, ſuch was your goodneſs you have given me leave to entertain you with as much freedom as any of thoſe that were pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſent, nay, what is yet more; there were ſome not ſo well treated as my ſelf, and whoſe conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on I have been far from envying, as to any thing hath happened this day. Hence you may ſee, faireſt</hi> Antonia, <hi>what advantages I make of the reſolution I have taken to conceal from you the name of your enemy. Had you known me to be that criminel that durst preſume to adore you, and ſticks not to tell you ſo, I ſhould have been thruſt away with as much contempt as</hi> Mitaridates, <hi>and have been as diſcontented as</hi> Archelaus, <hi>whoſe fortune hath not been much better. But in regard you could not either in my countenance, or yet in my deſignes perceive the leaſt diſcovery of what I have in my heart, you have looked on me, and treated me as an inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent perſon, though I really were the moſt guilty of all the company. See then, incomparable Princeſſe, whether I am any wayes to be blamed, for putting this trick upon you, and pardon it me, ſince that, of all thoſe that ever were done, it is the moſt innocent.</hi>
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                  <hi>No queſtion Siſter but it is,</hi> ſaid I, having read out the letter, and delivering it to her; <hi>he deſerves to be pardoned for there never was any thing of ſurpriſe or circumvention more excu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſable than this. That then is your judgement,</hi> replies Antonia, <hi>but for my part, I am not abſolutely of the ſame, and there is haply in this artifice much more malice and deſigny on can ſuſpect there may be in it; I can ſee nothing but abundance of reſpect and care to avoid the occaſions of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pleaſing you. But Siſter,</hi> added I, <hi>can you not ſuſpect any one of all thoſe you have ſeen to day? The number was ſo great,</hi> replies Antonia, <hi>that I know not on whom particularly to fix my thoughts, for there were preſent</hi> Agrippina, Mecaenas, Marcellus, Domitius, Tiberius, Druſus, Craſſus, Aemilianus, Cinna, Cepio, Pollio, Flavianus, Servilius, Polemon, Archelaus, Mithridates, Varus; <hi>and, beſides theſe, all of the moſt eminent quality in</hi> Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtus<hi>'s</hi>
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                  <hi>Court, ſo that among ſo many, it were impoſſible for me to make any certain judge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment.</hi>
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               <p>Our diſcourſe had been longer upon this ſubject, had not <hi>Ptolomey</hi> come into the room, and put us from what we were then upon, with what he had to ſay of another accident had happened to him. For he had no ſooner ſet his foot in the Chamber, but crying out to me, as it were in a tranſport of joy, <hi>I have ſeen her, Siſter,</hi> ſaid he to me, <hi>I have ſeen that terrrible one, I have ſeen that inexorable Beauty, and thanks be to the gods, ſhe hath done me no hurt.</hi> Theſe words, uttered by him with a certain precipitation, gave me not any light to gueſſe at the adventure had happened to him, nor was it likely I ſhould have imagined any thing neer it; but <hi>Antonia</hi> having asked him what it might be, he related to us how he had met with the cruel <hi>Tullia,</hi> at <hi>Sabina's,</hi> how he had paſſed away the whole day with her, and in a word, gave us a particular account of that meeting, even to the leaſt circumſtances. I was ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>treamly troubled at the relation, to ſee that inflexible beauty, as it were newly reviving, by whoſe means we had loſt our Brother, and was afraid ſome unfortunate accident would have been the effect of her return, which I had no ſooner diſcovered to <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> but he made thouſands of proteſtations to me, accompanyed with oaths that there was not any woman in the World which he ſhould not affect rather than <hi>Tullia,</hi> though he could not deny but that he thought her very handſome, &amp; was perſwaded ſhe had abundance of worth in her, I was over-joy'd at thoſe aſſurances; as well becauſe I could not by any means affect <hi>Tullia,</hi> after the loſſe of a Brother, ſuch as ſhe had forced away from us, as becauſe I was deſirous that <hi>Ptolomey</hi> ſhould have been at the ſervice of <hi>Martia,</hi> not only for the extraordinary perfections of that Princeſſe, the affection ſhe had for him, and the reſpects I had for her, but alſo out of a conſideration of the advantages of Fortune which muſt needs have followed upon that alliance, ſuch as he had all the reaſon in the World to embrace. From that day I took occaſion to diſcover my thoughts more and more to him, and to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſent to him what obligations he had to <hi>Martia, Octavia,</hi> and her ſelf; and, ſeconded by <hi>Antonia,</hi> I made him ſo ſenſible of all things, that, though he was not much ſubject to make over-ſerious reflections on things, yet he promiſed us to devote himſelf abſolutely to <hi>Martia,</hi> for whom he had an infinite eſteem and affection, and whom he would never give any occaſion to diſtruſt his conſtancy: inſomuch, that giving her a viſit that very night, he made thouſands of proteſtations of his fidelity to her, and that with circumſtances ſo full of ardor and obligation, that ſhe was extreamly ſatisfied therewith.</p>
               <p>The very ſame night, the unknown ſervant of <hi>Antonia</hi> entertained her with a <hi>Serenade,</hi> conſiſting of certain inſtruments, and the beſt voices in the World. But, we two lying together, <hi>Antonia</hi> ſaid it might be as well intended for me as for her, and that among the voices ſhe knew ſome to be of the Emperours Muſick, whom none but <hi>Tiberius</hi> could employ; but it was long ſince <hi>Tiberius</hi> and I had expreſſed our ſelves one to another by <hi>Serenades,</hi> ſo that <hi>Antonia</hi> was at laſt perſwaded to the contrary, when, after a Dialogue which was ſung in ſeveral parts, the whole Muſick joyned together to ſing theſe words which we heard diſtinctly, and which I could not but remember, as having been ſung three or four times over.</p>
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                  <l>T' expreſſe his Love, the Lover is</l>
                  <l>Unknown, t' appeaſe an angry Fair,</l>
                  <l>Can you not pardon him that dyes</l>
                  <l>A crime of Love for to repair?</l>
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               <p>There needed but theſe words to take away all conteſtation between <hi>Antonia</hi> and my ſelf, inſomuch, that ſince it was out of her power to remedy it, ſhe reſolved, though not with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out much trouble, to endure the perſecution. I could not forbear laughing at the diſtur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bance ſhe was in, and no queſtion but I might have found a great pleaſure in the adventure, had my thoughts been ſubject to a certain innocent miſchievouſneſſe, wherein perſons of our age find themſelves no ſmall diverſion. But, beſides that I have a natural diſ-inclination to any ſuch thing, the misfortunes of my life have abated very much of my cheerful diſpo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſition; and if it might be thought that I had at that time ſome favourable intervals upon the news which came to Rome of the great ſucceſſes of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> who with his ſword o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened himſelf a way to reaſcend the throne of his Anceſtors. I became on the other ſide more and more ſuſpected at the Court, and it was already threatned I ſhould be ſecured, as in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed I was, not long after, as I have related to you already.</p>
               <p>There were already five or ſix dayes paſt ſince there was a general expectation in Rome of a divertiſement which the Emperour was to have upon the <hi>Tiber</hi> in one of the faireſt nights of the Summer, to expreſſe the love he bore <hi>Terentia,</hi> as it was reported, where by the means of certain artificial fires of the invention of the Greeks there was made, in above
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a hundred ſeveral figures, a new day upon the <hi>Tiber,</hi> wherein, becauſe it is not of it ſelf broad enough for ſuch a kind of divertiſement, the Emperour hath cauſed a new channel to be made below the City, which is ſix times broader and deeper than the ordinary current: ſo that with that light multiplyed by that of a thouſand torches, diſpoſed along the banks on both ſides, there was ſeen a little ſea-fight. wherein a great number of ſmall boats, made after the manner of men of War, and all covered over with artificial fires, croſſing and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaging one the other, according to the order agreed on before, entertained the Specta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tors with one of the moſt delightful ſights in the World. The pleaſure of the eye was ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conded by that which was provided for the ear by the ſound of thouſands of war-inſtru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, which raiſed an echo from the banks of the River for above a hundred <hi>Stadia</hi> about, and which inſtead of a confuſed noiſe, made an harmonious ſound with much art, which, ſmiting the ear, inſpired the moſt vigilant with a certain joy, and raiſed the ſpirits of the moſt dull. And whereas the boats that are up and down the <hi>Tiber</hi> are very little, eſpecially in the ordinary channel, and that there was requiſite a vaſt number of them to receive thoſe perſons that would participate of the divertiſement, people were forced to divide themſelves into ſmall parties, and for the moſt part there went but five or ſix perſons in every boat. This was it that gave occaſion and birth to a thouſand deſignes of gallantry, and obliged the young Romans to prepare boats for the Ladies they were ſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vants to, the moſt ſumptuous could be made for the time. <hi>Tiberius</hi> had provided for me a very magnificent one, and <hi>Archelaus</hi> another for <hi>Antonia,</hi> with abundance of intreaties that ſhe would vouchſafe to accept of it; but we, having no inclination to engage our ſelves into the company of ſuch perſons, had reſolved before hand to take a boat for <hi>Antonia, Martia,</hi> and ſome others of our own ſex, under the conduct of <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> who had taken that charge upon him, and ſhould have waited upon us.</p>
               <p>But while we were hot upon this reſolution, comes a perſon of a goodly preſence to ſpeak with <hi>Antonia,</hi> and to acquaint her that the Empreſſe had provided a boat for her and ſuch of her Friends as ſhe ſhould be pleaſed to take along with her, and had ſent him to conduct them to it; and to take care for all things requiſite, during the time of that nights divertiſement. Though <hi>Antonia</hi> knew not that Officer of the Empreſſe's, yet thought ſhe that ſhe could not with civility refuſe what was proffered, and knowing her to be naturally imperious, ſhe was the more affraid it might diſpleaſe her, if ſhe made any difficulty to accept of it. Whereupon turning towards me, as it were, to ask my advice, and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving my complyance with her intentions, ſhe returned the man an anſwer to this effect, That the Empreſſe did her too great an honour, but that ſince it was her pleaſure ſo to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe of her, ſhe received that favour with the ſame reſpects which ſhe ought to have for all thoſe that proceeded from her goodneſſe; at which words <hi>Martia</hi> and <hi>Ptolomey</hi> com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing into the room, and having confirmed her in that reſolution, deſired to be of our com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pany, and we took alſo along <hi>Sulpicia</hi> and <hi>Hortenſia,</hi> who were come to give us a viſit. All the reſt of the houſe had diſpoſed of themſelves as they thought fit; <hi>Marcellus</hi> had prepared a boat for <hi>Julia,</hi> &amp; waited on her; <hi>Domitius</hi> had done the like for <hi>Agrippina,</hi> and <hi>Agrippa</hi> for <hi>Marcella. Octavia</hi> ſtirred not out of her Chamber, where I would have gladly kept her company, had ſhe given me leave to do it. We went along with that Officer down to the river-ſide through the Garden, and at the door the boat waited for us, which we got into without being able to take notice of the ſumptuouſneſs of it, by reaſon of the obſcurity of the place, which was not yet enlightned. But we were ſcarce got in, ere the torches were all lighted of an inſtant, inſomuch that we were not a little ſurpriſed as well at the ſuddenneſs of the light, as the objects that preſented themſelves to our ſight, which certainly were the moſt delightful that can be imagined.</p>
               <p>The boat was in the form of a little Galley compaſſed about by a row of Pilaſters, which ſeemed to be of gold, but was indeed of wood guilt; without which hung out a hundred arms gilt as the row of Pilaſters, which ſuſtained a hundred great torches of virgin-wax, whereby the darkneſſe of the night was removed to the diſtance of many ſtadia. The oars ſeemed to be of gold proportionably to all the reſt, and the Rowers were twelve little Cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pidswinged, armed with arrows and quiver, and covered with cloath of gold in thoſe parts of their bodyes where it was not requiſite they ſhould be naked. At the extremity of the ſtern grew up a golden tree, of the height of an ordinary maſt, having at the top the form of a Scuttle, compaſſed about by a row of golden Pilaſters and twelve arms proportionable to thoſe below, wherein were twelve torches, and in the midſt of all that ſight was a Heart hanging down, which ſeemed to be all on fire, and out of which, by ſome ſtrange artifice there viſibly iſſued flames aſcending up towards the ſtars, and made more light than all the torches. In the diſtances which were between the torches were hung up twelve Streamers, which were toſt up and down by the flames, and the ſmoke a thouſand ſeveral
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wayes, and in which by reaſon of the greatneſſe of the light, there might be diſtinctly ſeen double A. A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap>s with other Characters, expreſſing ſeveral waies the word <hi>ANTONIA.</hi> The ſame Letters, and the ſame Characters were diſpoſed up and down all over the boat, as alſo upon the Pilaſters, the oars and the maſt, and it was ſo lightſom every where, that the leaſt things could not be more diſtinctly diſcerned than they were at that time.</p>
               <p>But if we were ſo much ſurprized by what we were entertained with, on the outſide of the boat, we could not but be ſo much the more, when we were brought into the chamber that was within it, where we had no ſooner ſet foot, but our ſight was dazled with the lu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtre of the gold and other embeliſhments, wherewith it ſparkled again. Where ever there was any gold to be beſtowed, it was with the greateſt profuſion imaginable; and where there was any neceſſity to heighten the richneſs of the matter, by the perfection of art, all was done with admirable dexterity, but with this every where obſervable, that the Characters of <hi>ANTONIA</hi> were ſcattered up and down all places. The ground work and the ſeeling had the ſame, and the hangings, the chaires and the cuſhions were of sky-coloured Velvet, intermingled with flames of gold in embrodery, as alſo burning Hearts, Characters of <hi>Antonia,</hi> and the firſt letters of her name. This little Chamber was admirably enlightned, and perfumed with the moſt delightfull ſents that <hi>Arabia</hi> could afford: and what was yet a greater convenience, (which was, that we might without ſtiring out of the Chamber, participate of that nights divertiſement, and might be ſeen by all thoſe that were upon the <hi>Tiber)</hi> that part of it which was covered by the hangings, was onely of glaſſe, ſo that as ſoon as thoſe, which were made curtain-wiſe for that purpoſe, were drawn, the river lay open to our ſights of all ſides, the Chamber it ſelf was viſible to all that were in the boats, and the light that was ſcattered by ſo vaſt a number of torches as were diſpoſed about our Galley, and which enlightned the Chamber falling upon the glaſſe, as well without as within, made ſuch a fire on the river, as ſound light for all the other boats, and ſeized with aſtoniſhment all thoſe that ſaw it.</p>
               <p>You are not I believe, Siſter, much in doubt whether we were much ſurpriſed or not, when we found our ſelves in that little enchanted veſſel, and you would be ſoon perſwaded that we had been deceaved, and that it was not to the Empreſſe that we were obliged for that magnificent lodging. <hi>Antonia</hi> looked on me, not knowing what to think of thoſe things, and I could eaſily perceive in her countenance that ſhe was to ſeek as to all reſoluti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and that ſhe was vext to the heart at the trick had been put upon her She looked all about for that Officer of <hi>Livia,</hi> but he was vaniſhed as ſoon as they were gotten into the boat, ſo that there was onely the <hi>Cupids</hi> that rowed, left for her to wreak her indignation upon.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, which way ſoever ſhe looked, ſhe met with her own Characters and the Letters of her name ſcattered up and down amongſt the burning hearts, and what ſhe was moſt of all troubled at, was, that the very ſame Characters were expoſed in the ſtreamers at the top-maſt, fluttering as it were amidſt the flames of that burning Heart, and, by rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of the great light whereby they were encompaſſed, were viſible to all that were upon the River. The vexation it was to her to ſee her ſelf engaged with that paſſion which ſhe had ſo much averſion for, had put her out of patience, if <hi>Ptolomy, Martia,</hi> and my ſelf had not laughed her into a good humour, and told her, that if the ſame thing had happened to us, we had entertained the adventure with abundance of enjoyments, By this means did we make a ſhift to diſpel the clouds of her melancholy, and diſturbance, and conſidered at leſure all thoſe rarities which we could not have diſcerned at firſt ſight.</p>
               <p>But this was not our employment alone, for this great fire, and that admirable object which it diſcovered, had hardly appeared on the waves of <hi>Tiber,</hi> but all the boats left the places they had taken up, to come neerer to that which they wondred at ſo much at a di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance. The Torches, the Hearts, the Streamers which were, from the top of the maſt, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>markable on all ſides, immediately drew all the World to it; inſomuch that the Emperour himſelf, ſurpriſed at this ſight as well as others, cauſed his own boat to approach it. At firſt the report went from one to another that it was <hi>Antonia</hi>'s Galley, ſo that all coming as neer as they could to <hi>Antonia</hi>'s Galley, there could hardly be any thing elſe heard on the water, but <hi>Antonia</hi>'s Galley, and the greateſt part were reſolved onely to follow it not minding much the other divertiſements, for which they were aſſembled. The Empe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour, <hi>Livia, Marcella, Julia, Agrippa,</hi> and all the moſt conſiderable perſons having compaſſed it about not without aſtoniſhment, <hi>Auguſtus</hi> asked who had beſtowed that mag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nificent Galley on <hi>Antonia?</hi> To which the Princeſſe not knowing what to imagine could onely ſay that ſhe had receaved it from the liberality of the Empreſſe. <hi>Livia</hi> began to deny that ſhe had made her any ſuch preſent, which the Emperour hearing, told her ſhe need<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed
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not take ſuch pains to vindicate her ſelf, and that it was apparent from all ſigns and cir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cumſtances that that exceſſe of gallantry and magnificence proceeded from the invention and prodigality of ſome Lover. But while all theſe eminent perſons were aſſembled about the Galley, ſix of the <hi>Cupids,</hi> who were the Rowers, coming into the Chamber, drew the hangings, and diſcovering through the tranſparent walls thereof what was with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in the Chamber, filled all that were preſent with a new aſtoniſhment, and all the places a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout with a new light, which both neer and at a diſtance was the moſt delightful thing that could be ſeen.</p>
               <p>I ſhall not trouble you with any further particulars of that nights entertainment, the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcription I have already made thereof having been haply too long, and therefore ſhall onely tell you, that, when all had ſufficiently admired <hi>Antonia</hi>'s Galley, and had ſpent a long time in talking of it, had almoſt tyred themſelves in gueſſing at the Authour of ſo ſumptu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous an invention, and had celebrated this ſight beyond thoſe that were to ſucceed it, they all advanced towards the place where they were to be entertained with the ſea-fight, and the artificial fires, doing our Galley the honour to follow it, as if it had been the Leader of them, the lights of all the others being as much darkened by ours as the ſmaller ſtars are by the raies of that bright Torch whence we derive our day. I ſhall not give you any de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſcription of that nights divertiſements, which it muſt be confeſſed were not unworthy <hi>Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſar</hi>'s magnificence; but ſhall onely tell you, that when all was over, and that it was thought time for all to retire, <hi>Julia</hi> coming into our Galley, together with <hi>Marcellus, Agrippina, Domitius, Marcella,</hi> and <hi>Agrippa,</hi> (for <hi>Tiberius,</hi> ſeeing that I had refuſed the boat he had prepared for me, thought fit upon point of reſentment to continue ſtill in <hi>Caeſar</hi>'s, and accordingly never came neer us) and having ſeated themſelves about the Chamber upon chairs, the floor or planks that were under them immediately opened, and we, frightned at it, began to cry out, for fear the boat ſhould ſinck, when there riſes up from below a table covered with as magnificent a Collation as ever could have been ſerved among the <hi>Romans,</hi> not excepting the ſumptuous entertainments of <hi>Lucullus;</hi> nay, ſuch it was, that <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who were not wont to wonder at great things, were aſtoniſhed at the magnificence and the neatneſſe of it. In a word, what ever came to <hi>Rome</hi> from forreign and remote Nations that were moſt rare and exquiſite, was there, and that heightned admirably by art: but, what moſt troubled <hi>Antonia,</hi> was, that what modes or forms ſoever the ſervices were of, or what figure ſo ever they were diſpoſed into, (wherein there had been more than ordinary care taken) the Characters of <hi>Antonia</hi> were ſcattered up and down amongſt the burning Hearts, after the ſame manner as they had been all about the Veſſel. This ſtirred up their curioſity afreſh, to find out who this ſervant of <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tonia</hi> might be, inſomuch that <hi>Marcellus</hi> having acquainted <hi>Agrippa</hi> with what he had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived from us, they ſought and gueſſed a long time, but after all could not fix on any per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon whom they could with any probability affirm to be the man. But I ſhall trouble you with no more as to that: we made an end of our Collation, we went away with the reſt of the Company, and retired with matter enough for diſcourſe as to that adventure, but what was moſt pleaſant of all, was, that, abating the trouble which <hi>Antonia</hi> conceived the reat, we undreſſed our ſelves, ſhe found another Letter in one of her ſleeves, though ſhe thought ſhe had made ſufficient proviſion againſt any ſuch thing. I was haſty enough to read it, and found the words of it to be theſe.</p>
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                        <hi>YOu ſee then, faireſt Princeſſe, how much I am obliged to artifice, and how I effect that by</hi> ſtratagem, <hi>which I ſhould never compaſſe by open hoſtility. You have granted the</hi> Unknown Lover, <hi>what you had denyed Kings that were</hi> profeſſed <hi>Lovers; and though he be obliged for this good Fortune to the name of</hi> Livia, <hi>for which you have had ſo much reſpect, yet is he much more engaged for it to his own induſtry, and the confidence he had to e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ffect his deſign. You will pardon me that I have entertained you in ſo poor a place, ſince I ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledge I cannot conceave any noble enough to receave you, and cannot wiſh you any other then that Heart which you ſaw burning this day in the publick Sacrifice I have made thereof to you. In a word, my Fortune, whatever it may be, hath been envyed this day by all that is great and eminent in the Empire, whence I derive a certain hope that it will one day be envy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by all that ſhall think themſelves the moſt fortunate in the World.</hi>
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                  <hi>I cannot,</hi> ſaid I, having made an end of reading the letter, <hi>but acknowledge, that this man, what ever he may be, is an extraordinary Gallant, a great wit, and inexpreſſibly magni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficent. I grant you all that,</hi> replyed Antonia, <hi>but you muſt acknowledge withall, that there</hi>
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                  <hi>is a certain ſpice of extravagance in his deſign, and that all the pains he takes will amount to nothing. That I cannot tell you,</hi> replyed I, <hi>nay methinks I already perceave he hath effect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed ſome part of his intentions, for in that he hath declared to you at the beginning, that there is no other reaſon of his recourſe to this artifice, then to induce you to endure the name of Love, and to reconcile you to that paſſion, which you avoid as a Monſter, becauſe you are not acquain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted with it, you muſt needs acknowledge that he hath already prevailed with you, to endure, not onely the diſcourſe, but all the expreſſions of it, much beyond what you had ſuffered in all your life before, and, in a word, that you have held a greater correſpondence with love, ſince you firſt entertained the addreſſes of this one Unknown Servant than you did upon thoſe of all the reſt put together. Ah Siſter,</hi> replies Antonia very roundly, <hi>what inclinations do I de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rive from what you ſay to hate him the more! and yet how true is that which you have obſerved, and I muſt with ſhame acknowledge it to be ſuch! But if it be poſſible, I will remedy it one way or other. What remedy can you think of,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>while you are kept in this ignorance? This man is haply of ſuch a nature, that he will not diſcover himſelf while he lives, and though we may very well from the tranſcendency of his thoughts and at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempts, infer the greatneſſe of his birth, yet may it not poſſibly be ſuch, as may furniſh him with confidence enough to declare himſelf. Since we are fallen into this diſcourſe, Siſter,</hi> ſaies Antonia, <hi>I am to acquaint you, that not many dayes ſince I found, in one of my Gloves, another Letter which I purpoſely forbore to ſhew you by reaſon of ſome diſcontent that you were in that day concerning</hi> Tiberius; <hi>but kept it nevertheleſs, that it might be communicated to you, for you know that I mind them only in order to your diverſion. No,</hi> ſaid I to her ſmiling, <hi>tis becauſe you would have me no farther acquainted with your ſecrets; at which words perceaving ſhe had found the Letter, I took it from her, and read out of it theſe words.</hi>
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                        <hi>THough my name ought to be concealed from my Princeſſe, till ſuch time as ſhe hath par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>doned me the injury I have done her to prevent all ſuſpicions that may be conceived a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt an unknown perſon, yet is it lawful for me to let her know (and I ought to do it in order to my juſtification, though it may be with ſome prejudice to my modeſty and reſervedneſſe) that my perſon is not diſliked by thoſe whom I have addreſſed my ſelf to, that I am not without ſome eſteem, or without ſome name in the World, and that my birth and fortune are ſuch, as whence I may well derive an encouragement to ſerve her. In fine, my love is that which ſhe might moſt diſapprove in me, after the proteſtation ſhe hath made her ſelf, that the perſon was not hateful; and from this defect it is that I hope for greater advantages then I can expect from either birth or fortunes.</hi>
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               <p>This letter furniſhed us with more matter of diſcourſe and imagination then all the reſt; but at laſt, having done all we could, we reſolved not to trouble our ſelves any further, and to expect with patience what might be the conſequences of that adventure. <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> to whom I had given one of the letters, had made it his buſineſſe to enquire all about, whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther there were any ſuch hand among thoſe perſons of quality, and never could meet with any that came neer it, <hi>Marcellus</hi> had done the like, but to as little purpoſe. All that paſſed before had made no great noiſe, but the Galley occaſioned abundance of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, inſomuch that for many dayes after, the talk of all Companies was of the magni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficent Galley of <hi>Antonia.</hi> The King of <hi>Cappadocia</hi> taking occaſion to make a modeſt com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plaint to her upon her refuſal of the boat which he had provided for her, told her ſhe had ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry much reaſon to ſlight that, when ſhe expected another that was ſo magnificent. But <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tonia</hi> ſatisfied him as much as lay in her power, telling him that it was not for its ſumptu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ouſneſle that ſhe had preferred that Galley before his boat, nor yet out of any other conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration, than that it had been proffered her in the Empreſſe's name, from whom ſhe nei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther could nor ought to have refuſed it. <hi>Archelaus,</hi> a Prince of a diſpoſition eaſie to be pleaſed, was ſatisfied with that anſwer; but could do no leſſe withal then conceave abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dance of jeal ouſie againſt that Unknown Lover, whoſe preſents were preferred before his and reſolved to do all that lay in his power to diſcover him. <hi>Mithridates</hi> was as earneſt in the ſame deſign as the other, and though he had been ſlighted by <hi>Antonia</hi> in ſuch a man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, that, notwithſtanding his great confidence, he durſt hardly open his lips before her, to entertain her with any thing of his love, after the diſcovery he had once made to her thereof; yet was not his paſſion quite ſmothered, nor his jealouſie inferiour to that of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chelaus.</hi> Being therefore both unfortunate, and their loves encouraged by little hope, jealouſie had not produced in them its ordinary effect amongſt Rivals, and had left in them
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friendſhip enough to viſit one the other, and to communicate part of what they thought one to another; ſo that having mutually acquainted one another with the deſires they had to diſcover who that Unknown Lover might be, who had made ſuch ſignal demon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrations of his gallantry towards <hi>Antonia,</hi> they reſolved to joyne their endeavours to that purpoſe, and not to leave any thing unattempted to find out the truth.</p>
               <p>Many dayes paſt ere any one came wherein they could diſcover any thing, though they had their ſpies in all places, and often-times took occaſion to walk themſelves in the night about <hi>Octavia</hi>'s Palace, out of ſome hopes they might meet with him, not doubting but that he might have ſome haunt thereabouts, eſpecially at the time that he was wont to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertain her with Screnades, which he had done ſeveral times. At laſt, after abundance of fruitleſs enquiry, fortune would needs have it, that, one of thoſe nights wherein they were both together on horſeback, without any other company then that of certain ſlaves, who were aſoot, coming into the ſtreet into which our Chamber looked, they heard the ſound of certain inſtruments and voices, making an excellent conſort almoſt under our window. They made no queſtion but they had met with what they ſought after, as knowing that <hi>Tiberius</hi> had given over entertaining me with ſerenades, that ſince the departure of <hi>Cori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>olanus,</hi> there was not any perſon in <hi>Rome</hi> that had diſcovered any inclinations for me, and that the lodgmgs of <hi>Agrippina, Marcella,</hi> and <hi>Martia,</hi> were in another part of the Pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lace at a good diſtance from that; beſides that, they alſo knew that the Unknown Lover had given divers others before, and that, having not the liberty to expreſs himſelf as o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers did, he took occaſion to diſcover his intentions by demonſtrations of gallantry of that nature.</p>
               <p>The two amorous Princes, not doubting but that they were in the right, reſolved not to let ſlip the opportunity they now had to be informed of what they were ſo deſirous to know, and to attempt any thing rather than not to effect their deſign. They cauſed no torches to be brought with them, not onely out of a deſire to avoid being diſcovered, but indeed that it was but too light for their deſigne, and that the Moon being then in her full, any thing in the ſtreets was eaſily diſcernable. Being thus light, they were no ſooner come into our ſtreet, but they perceive a man on Horſeback, who leaving the place where he was, as ſoon as they came in ſight, went to the muſick, and bid them give over and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>perſe themſelves as ſoon as they could. From this action the two Princes immediately inferred that it muſt infallibly be the Unknown Lover; and being abſolutely reſolved to make all the advantages they could of that accident, they came on further into the ſtreet, and paſſed under our windows, where they could neither hear nor find any body. They made a little halt to liſten, and, whereas the man they had ſeen on horſeback could not conceale himſelf as they could that were on foot, and that the horſe muſt needs make a great noiſe going upon the ſtones, they could eaſily both hear and ſee him at a certain diſtance before, endeavouring what he could to get away. They on the other ſide as carefully purſued him, and paſſed through many ſtreets, following him ſtill by the noiſe, and ſeeing him before them. The Unknown, perceiving their reſolution to follow him, put on ſomewhat faſter, and made towards the moſt ſolitary ſtreets, ſo to get out of their ſight: but that ſtood him in no ſtead, for they followed him every where, with ſo much obſtinacy, that they gave him at laſt ſome ground to imagine, that it would be a hard matter for him to get off. At length, having forced him into a ſtreet, at the other end whereof he ſaw ſeveral Torches and Chariots that might hinder his further paſſage, he made a ſtand, and, turning toward thoſe that purſued him, took one ſide of the ſtreet, as it were to give them the way. But they rid up to him, and <hi>Mithridates,</hi> oppoſing the deſigne he had to make an eſcape, <hi>Do not hope,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>to get hence, or to avoid us, if thou doſt not diſcover thy ſelf; and therefore tell us who thou art, if thou wouldſt have thy paſſage free to be gone.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Unknown perſon retreated ſome few paces at this action of <hi>Mithridates,</hi> and having reflected a little on what he had to do, he ſet ſpurs to his horſe, and quick as lightning fell in between the two Princes, who were very near one the other, and ruſhing on <hi>Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thridates,</hi> who was on his left hand, with all the violence he could both of himſelf and his horſe, (which was one of the beſt in the World) and at the ſame time as he paſſed by, laying hold with his right hand on <hi>Archelaus</hi>'s bridle, he, with the ſhock of his horſe, o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verthrew <hi>Mithridates</hi> horſe and man to the ground; and, with that he gave <hi>Archelaus</hi>'s at the ſame time, made him ſtand upright, in ſuch manner, that the Prince falling back<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards, and holding ſtill faſt by the bridle, overturned the horſe upon himſelf.</p>
               <p>Their fall proved ſhrewd enough, and their condition ſuch, that they found it no ſmall difficulty to get up again, eſpecially ſeeing that they were not attended by any, and that the ſlaves they had brought with them, being on foot, had loſt them in the ſeveral turnings
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they had made. At laſt, they made a ſhift to riſe, not a little bruiſed, and, going with ſome difficulty, approached one another with no ſmall confuſion. For, all conſidered, they were not ſo much troubled at the fall they had received, or the hurt occaſioned thereby, as that they had been ſo treated by a ſingle perſon, and one they had forced to that action by their own unſatisfied purſuit. They ſtood a while looking one upon the other, as not be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing able to find out terms fit to expreſs what their hearts were burthened with; but at length, <hi>Mithridates,</hi> as being the moſt eager and impatient, was the firſt that ſpoke, and expreſſed the reſentment he had of that adventure in words full of fire, and viſible demon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrations of his fury. <hi>Archelaus</hi> endured that unfortunate encounter with more modera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and told <hi>Mithridates</hi> that there was no more happened to them then what they had deſerved, and that ordinarily there was no other ſatisfaction to be given to curioſities that were ſo neer a kin to indiſcretion.</p>
               <p>At laſt they with much ado got up on horſeback, and returned to their lodgings, where having gotten into their beds, they were forced to keep them for ſome dayes. <hi>Mithri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dates,</hi> for his part, extremely troubled at the adventure, was deſirous to conceal it; but <hi>Archelaus,</hi> being a perſon more inclined to ſincerity and freedom, and whoſe pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceedings, in the affection he bore to <hi>Antonia,</hi> were more clear, made no difficulty to ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quaint all thoſe that came to viſit him with the truth of the buſineſs, ſo that the very next day, it was generally known, and was become the ſubject of all mens talk. We ſoon un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtood it from <hi>Tiberius</hi> and <hi>Ptolomy;</hi> and the perpetual diſcourſes, which all entertained <hi>Antonia</hi> with about it, added very much to the diſquiet ſhe was in before. But what troubled <hi>Mithridates</hi> more than all the reſt, was a Letter that was brought to <hi>Archelaus,</hi> and which <hi>Archelaus</hi> ſent him, as ſoon as he had peruſed it himſelf, as having been di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rected to both, whereof the words were theſe.</p>
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                     <head>To KING <hi>ARCHELAUS</hi> and PRINCE <hi>MITHRIDATES.</hi>
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                        <hi>I Am much troubled at the ſmall misfortune that hath be fallen you, though, out of a deſire of your own ſatisfaction, you were your ſelves the occaſions of it; and ſince I am no enemy of yours, though I have done ſome hurt, I ſhould have wiſhed your curioſity a ſlighter puniſhment had you left it to my choice. You may hence learn to beware how you hereafter pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſue, with ſo much violence, thoſe that would avoid you, and remember that you are to make a bridge of gold for a retreating enemy. If you are chargeable with no crime but</hi> curioſity, <hi>disburthen your ſelves of it, as being a vice whereof you will find the inconveniences to be far greater than the advantages; but if you are withal guilty of</hi> Jealouſie, <hi>learn, that</hi> Jealou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſie <hi>is a ſelf-diſturbing paſſion, whereof the effects are ever dangerous, and elude the expecta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion. Beſides it is not much for your reputation to be jealous of a perſon that's unknown to you; and did you know me, you would haply find, that I am too much below you to do you any preju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dice. In a word, whatever I may be, aſſure your ſelves I wiſh you no other hurt than that you may ſee me more fortunate than your ſelves in the ſervice of</hi> ANTONIA, <hi>and this declaration of mine conſidered, I ſhall entreat you not to take it amiſs, if you ſee me among thoſe that come to viſit you.</hi>
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               <p>This Letter had been delivered to one of <hi>Archelaus</hi>'s Officers, by a man that as ſoon as he had done, was vaniſhed, and could not be ſeen after; as having gone his wayes with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out being obſerved by any one, ſo that the two Princes were ſtill in the ſame ignorance they were in before. They were both very much netled at it, though in a different mea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure, according to their ſeveral diſpoſitions, and if <hi>Archelaus</hi> was more moderate than <hi>Mithridates,</hi> yet was he not leſs moved at the ſatyrical ſtile of his Rival. The laſt words of the Letter were thoſe that troubled them moſt, and they thought that fantanſtick cir<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cumſtance of their adventure the moſt indigeſtible of any, that among their Friends that came daily to give them their viſits, they were to expect him that had put them into the condition they were in, and who haply might prove him, they thought the moſt endear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, and could the leaſt ſuſpect. This reflection made them look on all that came to ſee them with a certain diſtruſt, and taking it for granted that their Rival was of that number, they ſought him among them without any diſtinction, and that poſſibly ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times where they were the moſt unlikely to find him. They fell into diſcourſe with all thoſe that came to them upon that accident, and obſerved their countenances while they talked to ſee what inferences they might draw thence, but all proved ineffectual. For <hi>Archelaus</hi> and <hi>Mithridates</hi> being perſons that for their rank, their vertue, and the reſpects which the Emperour had for them, were very conſiderable among the <hi>Romans,</hi> there were few among the Families that were moſt Illuſtrious that came not to viſit them, ſo that a
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midſt ſo great a number, they made fruitleſſe inquiſitions for that which in a leſſer they might poſſibly have diſcovered. <hi>Archelaus</hi> hath told me ſince that he was never at ſuch a loſſe in all his life, and that, fearing he might ſee the face of his Rival in all thoſe that came neer him, his thoughts were in ſuch a a diſtraction, that for ſome minutes he could not make any return to their civilities: and for <hi>Mithridates,</hi> he looked on all as enemies, though his reſentment was directed to one ſingle indeterminate perſon. A few dayes re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered them of the hurt they had by the fall, and with the pain, they forgot part of the affliction they had conceaved thereat, their thoughts being now taken up, (as were thoſe of all the moſt conſiderable perſons about <hi>Rome)</hi> with preparations for the ſolemnity which was celebrated every year on the day of <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s birth, on which the people were di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertiſed by all ſorts of exerciſes and ſhews, and at which time, the more to honour the Emperour, the <hi>Romans</hi> out-vyed one another in point of gallantry and magnificence to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards the Ladies.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> whoſe inclinations for <hi>Martia</hi> were not ſo violent as to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prive him of the divertiſements he was addicted to, among other deſignes of pleaſure, wherein he was every day engaged, went one day with many other perſons to walk in the ſame Garden of <hi>Lucullus</hi>'s, whereof I have given you ſo large an account already. Hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſlipped away from his Company, to enjoy more privately that of young <hi>Lentulus,</hi> whoſe humour, of all his friends, he found the moſt conſonant to his own, and deſirous to diſcourſe with him about divers things which they mutually communicated one to another, they ſought out the moſt ſolitary walks, as being reſolved not to joyn their company for ſome time. As they paſſed through one of the moſt remote from all company, they perceaved, at a good diſtance from them, two Women, who ſeemed to them to be of a very goodly preſence, and though they were alone, yet the ſumptuouſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe of their habit, which they could perceive glittering, eaſily argued them to be perſons of quality, who ſeeking ſolitude as they did, had left their attendants in ſome other part of the garden. Theſe women were coming towards them: but as ſoon as they had eyed them at ſuch a diſtance as it was impoſſible for them to know one another, they turned a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſide into another walk, and continued their ſolitude. Theſe two young men, having a more than ordinary curioſity, and whoſe thoughts were employed in their pleaſures where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever they were to be had, were ſuddenly poſſeſſed with certain deſires to know who thoſe two women might be; and their ſhunning of them adding to their inquiſitiveneſſe, they re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved to follow them, and, if poſſible, to know who they were. To that end they went into the ſame walk where they were, and had ſoon overtaken them, if the Ladies, having perceaved them, had not avoided meeting with them, by turning aſide, and paſſing over one of the Bridges, to get into ſome of the little Iſles that are made ſuch by the Rivulets, and wherein there are in ſeveral places green Arbours, made of the boughs of trees twiſted together ſo thick, that when the Sun darts down his moſt perpendicular rayes, they can hardly find a paſſage through them.</p>
               <p>Having obſerved the way they intended to take, and ſatisfied of the deſign they had to avoid all company, they bethought them that without an exceſſe of indiſcretion, they could not be ſo troubleſome as to follow them any longer. But they on the other ſide having reſolved, out of a curioſity natural to young people, to have a ſight of them, and that the goodlines of their perſons had very much advanced their deſires of it, took notice of the way they took, with a deſign to meet them by other turnings, which they were not unacquainted with, which yet they might have done without any bodies perceiving what game they were in chace of. Accordingly, having traced them through divers trees that lay between both, they at laſt ſaw them go in to one of the little Iſles, and made no queſtion but they would go and reſt themſelves in one of the Arbours. They thought it their beſt courſe to give them the time to do ſo, and ſo having taken a good walk, they made towards the Iſle by other wayes, and paſſed over another bridge than that by which the women had gone in. They were no ſooner got in, but coming behind one of the Arbours, on a certain ſide at which they could not be diſcovered, they heard the voice of a woman ſinging in the Arbour and, making a halt, to give her the greater attention, they found her admirable, not onely as to the voice, but alſo as to the skill whereby it was not a little heightened. They at firſt heard her at ſome diſtance, out of a fear of making any noiſe to interrupt her; but after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards perceaving that they had much adoe to hear the words, and confident withal, that if the noiſe did not diſcover them, they might go quite to the Arbour, without any danger of being ſeen, by reaſon of the thickneſſe of the branches and leaves which admitted not any paſſage for the ſight, they went as ſoftly as poſſibly they could, and came to the Arbour time enough to hear theſe words, which were the laſt that were ſung.</p>
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                  <l>He's now (alas?) orecome that would not own.</l>
                  <l>But ſtill defied Love's charms and pow'r;</l>
                  <l>O may my eyes my heart's dear loſſe bemoan,</l>
                  <l>And let their tears its ſhame devour,</l>
                  <l>That ſlave-like yields to paſſion.</l>
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               <p>The Lady concluded her ſong with a deep ſigh: and her companion, who had hearken<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed to her with great attention, had no ſooner perceived that ſhe had made an end, but ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dreſſing her ſelf to her, and ſpeaking loud enough to be diſtinctly heard by the two Eveſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>droppers that were without the Arbour; <hi>But is it poſſible,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>and muſt I believe it, my deareſt</hi> Tullia, <hi>that, that god, who, as tis generally conceaved, directs and diſpoſes of the amo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous paſſion, ſhould take ſuch extraordinary vengeance on you and that to puniſh you for the Cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>elty which you ſometimes exerciſed, not without injuſtice, upon a Prince that adored you, he ſhould infuſe into you a kindneſſe, nay, if I may preſume to ſay it, inſpire you with a love for a Prince that does not ſo much as think on you, and one, that, though born of the ſame blood, yet, hath not any thing of thoſe inclinations towards you which his Brother had?</hi>
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               <p>Theſe words were no ſooner heard by <hi>Ptolomey</hi> and <hi>Lentulus,</hi> but they withal perceived, by the voice, that it was <hi>Emilia</hi> that ſpoke them, and could not be ignorant, having heard her name pronounced, that they were addreſſed to <hi>Tullia.</hi> They were both equally ſurpriſed thereat, and <hi>Lentulus</hi> looking on my Brother with eyes, wherein were viſible not onely his aſtoniſhment, but all that he would have ſaid upon ſo unexpected an adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, had they been in a place where they might have diſcourſed without any fear of being diſcovered, graſped him by the arm, as if by that action, and other geſtures, he conjured him from making any noiſe, and to hear attentively as well as himſelf, a diſcourſe, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in, if he were not miſtaken, he thought himſelf very much concerned. <hi>Ptolomey</hi> was wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling enough to comply with his deſires, ſo that, continuing in the ſame poſture they were in before, they heard <hi>Emilia</hi> reaſſuming the diſcourſe; <hi>Speak, my deareſt</hi> Tullia, ſaid ſhe, <hi>and ſince I am the onely perſon in the World whom you think fit to entruſt with a ſecret that is ſo neer your heart, eaſe your ſpirits as much as you can, by acquainting me with what you would conceal from all but</hi> Emilia. <hi>We are now where all things favour our deſigne, ſo far that the Sun it ſelf, did he ſhine, could not participate of the ſecret that is between us, and all things promote the ſolitude we ſeek. Do your ſelf therefore no further violence, my dear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt friend, and open to me that heart, which being heretofore hard and impenetrable to all love and compaſſion, does now ſubmit to the ſame paſſion againſt which it was armed with ſo much rigour.</hi>
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               <p>While <hi>Emilia</hi> was ſpeaking in this manner, <hi>Lentulus</hi> had found a way, by turning the leaves aſide, to make a little paſſage for his ſight, and as good fortune would have it, he could through that little place direct it juſt upon <hi>Tullia's</hi> face. By this happy means had he the opportunity to ſee the face of that Beauty, leaning on the ſhoulder of <hi>Emilia,</hi> bathed with certain tears, which iſſuing out of her fair eyes, ran down along her cheeks, and dropped into her boſom. With one of her arms ſhe embraced <hi>Emilia,</hi> in the other hand ſhe held a hand-kerchief, wherewith ſhe wiped the tears which ſhe could not forbear ſhedding. Her hair was in a looſe and negligent poſture, and all her geſtures ſpoke a cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain remiſſeneſs but all that negligence, all that languiſhing did but heighten her ordina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry beauty, inſomuch that there ſeemed to <hi>Lentulus</hi> to be much more luſtre and divinity in it than he had ever obſerved before.</p>
               <p>He further perceived that after ſhe had with ſome difficulty prevailed with her ſelf to comply with the ſollicitations of <hi>Emilia,</hi> aſſuming the diſcourſe with an action wherein were eaſily remarkable all the expreſſions of ſadneſſe and confuſion: <hi>Why will you oblige me,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>to repeat to you what my eyes, what my heart, what my mouth have already acquainted you with? Are you ſo much in love with my grief, as to be delighted with the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>happy demonſtrations I give you of it? Or would you have me, out of a reflection upon ſo many acknowledgements as I have made of my unhappineſs, weakneſſe and cowardice, to dye for ſhame and confuſion before you? If it muſt be ſo, my deareſt</hi> Emilia, <hi>I am content, and ſince you are, and ever ſhall be, while I have a minute to breathe, the onely perſon to whom I ſhall diſcover my misfortune, I am willing my moſt ſecret imaginations ſhould paſſe out of my heart into yours, and wiſh you may be moved with pitty for the miſery which my inflexible deſtiny hath forced me into. I ſay, my deſtiny,</hi> Emilia, <hi>for it is that onely that I can juſtly charge with all the misfortunes I am fallen into. Do not imagine it any effect of the celeſtial venge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance upon me for the rigour I expreſſed towars</hi> Julius Antonius. <hi>Though I have contribted very much to his abſence, and am charged as the occaſion of it, yet have I not been troubled with the leaſt remorſe for any deportments of mine towards him. Being</hi> Cicero<hi>'s Daughter, I</hi>
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                  <hi>could not upon the firſt addreſſes of his affection to me, be obliged to entertain any ſuch thing from him; and reflecting on the death of</hi> Cecinna, <hi>whom, being to be my Husband within three daies, he killed in my ſight, upon my account; I was certainly diſpenſed from whatever the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions of his love might require of me in his favour. And yet, the powers of Heaven are my Witneſſes that I never hated him, that I never wiſhed him any ill fortune, that I have ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledged his great worth, and that I do at this day confeſs, notwithſtanding my preſent ſentiments, that he is as great as to point of merit, and as amiable as to his perſon as</hi> Ptolomey <hi>is himſelf. So that there is no ground to imagine that the gods ſhould inſlict all this as a puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of my cruelty; but that it proceeds meerly from my deſtiny which in this emergency acts againſt me, as it hath done through all the misfortunes that have happened to our houſe.</hi>
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               <p>
                  <hi>But my deareſt</hi> Tullia (replied Emilia) <hi>ſince you would not be flattered in your paſſion, may it not be repreſented to you, that the ſame reaſons which you alledged againſt the love and merits of</hi> Julius Antonius, <hi>before he became an impardonable criminal by the death of</hi> Cecinna, <hi>might with much more ground be urged againſt the affection which you have con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived for his Brother; ſince that, not being obliged to him for any the leaſt demonſtration of love, you cannot but look on him as the Son of</hi> Anthony, <hi>which he is, you know, no leſs than his Brother? I am, no queſtion,</hi> replyed Tullia, <hi>obliged by the ſame reaſons to do the one as the other, at leaſt in ſome part, (for yet I might tell you, did I ſtand upon my juſtifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cation; that</hi> Ptolomey <hi>is not by his birth ſuch a criminal to us as his Brother was, ſince that he is Son to Queen</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>who contributed nothing to the death of</hi> Cicero, <hi>and not to</hi> Fulvia, <hi>who alone engaged</hi> Anthony <hi>in that deſign, and exerciſed her cruelty upon the body of my Father, even after death, by a many abominable indignities) but ſuch was my misfortune, that I could not make uſe of them, and I need not tell you, that in thoſe of this nature, the aſſiſtances of reaſon are not always infallible. You may further argue, that I have hardly ſeen</hi> Ptolomey <hi>above once; that he is a Prince younger than my ſelf, by five or ſix years; and a perſon that neither does, nor haply will love me while he lives. All the anſwer I have to make to theſe Objections, is, That my misfortunes are ſo much the more to be bemoaned, and that the rather, out of a conſideration that I have not contributed any thing thereto my ſelf, and have endured this violence to tyrannize over my heart, without the leaſt complyance of my will. Pitty me then, if you pleaſe,</hi> Emilia, <hi>and charge me not with an offence which I ſee no reaſon I ſhould take upon me. Tis not in the power of either Vertue, or the Study of Philoſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phy to make us uncapable of paſſions, but onely teach us how to ſtruggle with them; and if they have not been able to make good the little garriſon of my heart againſt the aſſaults of that which now diſturbs my quiet; they will ſo weaken it, as that it ſhall not produce therein any effects that may ſtain my reputation at the preſent, or my memory hereafter. I have been a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble to look on the Son of</hi> Anthony, <hi>but it ſeems under an unhappy conſtellation which made me indeed but too ſenſible of what I thought amiable in his perſon: I have been able to preſerve the remembrance of it too dearly for my own quiet; I cannot think of him without tenderneſs, I can ſpeak of him with delight, I can communicate my ſufferings to you, I can ſigh, and, as you ſee, weep and bewayle, this ſad exchange of my condition. But this,</hi> Emilia, <hi>is all that this deſtructive paſſion can work in my ſoul, ſo that all the tempeſts it is able to raiſe there, ſhall not eclipſe thoſe lights of wiſdom, which it is not in the power of any blindneſs to extin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guiſh. I can pine away, yet conceale from all the World,</hi> Emilia <hi>only excepted, the reaſon why I do ſo; and if I muſt endure, even to death it ſelf, I can eaſily do it, not onely rather than open my lips, but rather than become guilty of a wiſh that ſhould any way ſtain my repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation, or caſt a blemiſh on the former part of my life.</hi>
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                  <hi>But, when all is done,</hi> replies Emilia, <hi>to ſpeak ſincerely, could you not wiſh that</hi> Ptolomey <hi>loved you, or can you with all your Wiſdom and Philoſophy, oppoſe ſuch a wiſh?</hi> To this <hi>Tullia</hi> could not for ſome minutes make any poſitive anſwer; but having a little after ſhaken off that ſuſpence, and reaſſuming the diſcourſe with a certain bluſh, wherewith <hi>Lentulus</hi> could perceive her face all covered; <hi>The deſire of being loved,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>by that which one loves, is a thing ſo natural in us, that I durſt not tell you, that I did not wiſh my ſelf loved by</hi> Ptolomy; <hi>but you are withal to aſſure your ſelf, that this wiſh is ſo innocent as not to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jure my vertue: nay I muſt adde thus much, that though it ſhould prove effectual, yet would not my condition be any thing the more fortunate, and that</hi> Ptolomey <hi>himſelf, though he ſhould love me, ſhould not know while he lived that I ever had any affection for him. I ſhould avoid him as an enemy, though he were dearer to me than my own life; nay though it ſhoúld coſt me this very life, I ſhould keep, to the laſt gaſp, from the knowledge of all the earth, thoſe ſentiments which have broke forth to that of all the</hi> Romans.</p>
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                  <hi>But what is then your meaning,</hi> replyed Emilia, <hi>what courſe do you intend to take, in or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der to your own quiet? To dye,</hi> anſwered the Daughter of Cicero, <hi>to dye, my deareſt</hi> Emi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lia, <hi>if occaſion require; and I am very much unknown to you, if you imagine, that I think my</hi>
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                  <hi>life ſo conſiderable as not to ſacrifice it to preſerve my reputation. But I ſhall do what lies in my power to ſtruggle with this enemy that hath poſſeſſed himſelf of my heart, and if the ſtrength and aſſiſtances of heaven, which I daily implore, prove ſuch as that I may not gain the victory, you ſhall find,</hi> Emilia, <hi>whether I have not learned to dye, rather then be guilty of faults which might make you bluſh for my ſake. I have acquainted you with the ſecret of my heart, becauſe there hath not been any tranſaction there which you have not known; but did I imagine it ſhould come to the knowledge of any other perſon in the World beſides your ſelf, I ſhould think one hour along time to ſurvive the ſhame I ſhould conceive thereat, and you ſhould beſtow on my death thoſe tears, which compaſſion obliges you to ſhed, to accompany thoſe which my unhappi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs forces from me.</hi>
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               <p>As ſhe made an end of theſe words, ſhe could keep in no longer thoſe ſhowers of tears which fell down from her eies in abundance; which yet hindred not, but that <hi>Lentulus,</hi> who looked on her with attention, or rather with tranſportation, thought her ſo beautiful in that condition, and was ſo much moved at her diſcourſes, the grace wherewith ſhe de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>livered them, and the fortune that obliged her thereto, that pitty, which had by degrees taken place in his heart, was of a ſudden changed into a violent paſſion. For though he had ſeen <hi>Tullia</hi> ſeveral times before, yet did it not raiſe in him any inclinations for her, o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther than what her merit might raiſe in all that knew her; but now in this little inter<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>el, wherein grief appeared ſo amiable in her countenance, he became her abſolutely devoted vaſſal, and in love with her after ſuch a manner, that he had not the leaſt ſtrength to op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe it, and was not able to hear the reaſon which ſhould have diſſwaded him from loving a perſon whoſe affections were otherwiſe diſpoſed of, and one from whom, either upon occaſion of that diſcovery, or out of any conſideration of her own humour, he was in all probability never to expect any thing. In a word, Love here knew no degrees, but as ſoon as he could be ſaid to love, he might be ſaid to do it violently, inſomuch, that ſym<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pathizing with her in the affection wherein he ſaw her involved, he participated thereof ſo far, that, when he turned toward <hi>Ptolomy,</hi> my Brother perceived his eyes were red and big with tears. For his part, he had not been at all moved, either at <hi>Tullia</hi>'s words, or the diſcoveries of her affection, whether it proceeded from the reſentment he had in heart againſt that Lady, or that naturally he had a ſoul not over-ſuſceptible of love, or that all the affection it was capable of, was already devoted to <hi>Marcia,</hi> a Princeſs of ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellent beauty, and one to whom he ought abundance of obligations. He was already de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſirous to remove from that place, when <hi>Lentulus,</hi> fearing they might be ſurpriſed, and perceiving by the diſcourſe of <hi>Tullia,</hi> that it would trouble her infinitely if ſhe ſhould diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover that <hi>Ptolomey</hi> had heard her, took him by the arm and carryed him away. They went thence as ſoftly as they had come thither, and made ſo little noiſe, that they were not perceived or heard. They went out of the little Iſle, and walked a good while ere they ſpoke one to another. <hi>Ptolomy</hi> know not what to ſay of that adventure, ſo much was he ſurprized at the ſtrangeneſs of it; and <hi>Lentulus,</hi> whoſe ſoul was wounded by what he had ſeen, and whoſe ſpirits were in ſome diſorder, by reaſon of his newly-con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived paſſion, could not think of words whereby to expreſs himſelf, and was content only to look on <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> in whom he could not perceive the leaſt alteration upon that ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cident, and knew not, whether he ſhould, out of conſiderations of compaſſion, adviſe him to love <hi>Tullia;</hi> or out of thoſe of his own love and intereſt, entertain him with the ſentiments he had for her himſelf. At laſt, having taken ſome few turns; they were juſt falling into ſome diſcourſe, when coming to the end of a walk, that abutted upon that wherein they were, they met full-but with the two Ladies, who had left the Arbour in a manner as ſoon as they had, and without the leaſt fear that they had been over-heard by any one, had reaſſumed their walk. They were all very much ſurpriſed at that meeting, and particularly <hi>Tullia,</hi> as being the leaſt prepared for it, and the moſt concerned in it. Her eyes were ſtill red with weeping, which <hi>Lentulus</hi> perceiving, and conſequently the condition ſhe was in, could not look on her without a certain trouble and diſturbance.</p>
               <p>They were ſo neer one another, that it was impoſſible to paſs by without ſalutes; and <hi>Lentulus,</hi> ſubmitting to the Aſcendent which now began to govern him, could not follow <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> who after a ſalute full of reſpect turned aſide. <hi>Emilia,</hi> who took notice of his carriage, not conſulting at this time ſo much decorum, as minding the friendſhip ſhe had for <hi>Tullia,</hi> called him, and having obliged him to turn back; <hi>What now,</hi> Ptolomey, ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>do you ſhun the Ladies? No Madam, replyed he, but it is not fit that the Son of</hi> Anthony <hi>ſhould come near the daughter of</hi> Cicero. <hi>Enmities,</hi> replyed Emilia, <hi>ſhould not be eternal; and I ſhall not be friends with</hi> Tullia, <hi>if ſhe make no diſtinction between the Chil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dren of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and thoſe of</hi> Fulvia, <hi>who alone wrought all the unhappineſs of their houſe. Both the one and the other are equally guilty by their birth,</hi> replies <hi>Ptolomey; nay though they</hi>
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                  <hi>were innocent enough to deſerve that</hi> Tullia <hi>ſhould wiſh them no hurt, they cannot be ſo far ſuch as to hope for any of her converſation.</hi>
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               <p>This fierce young man not guilty of that tenderneſs he was, in civility, obliged to, would needs, out of an affected malice, repeat the ſame words to <hi>Tullia,</hi> which ſhe had ſometimes ſaid to his Brother, as he had heard it related; ſo that after this laſt comple<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment he went away, and would have no further diſcourſe with <hi>Emilia.</hi> In the mean time <hi>Tullia</hi> had not ſpoken at all, though <hi>Lentulus</hi> had come to her, but had faſtned her eyes on the ground, as being in ſome doubt whether ſhe ſhould approve the proceeding of <hi>Emilia,</hi> whoſe intention ſeemed good to her, but her action indiſcreet enough. So that her cour<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age, and the affection ſhe had for my Brother, raiſed no ſmall diſtraction within her; but when ſhe heard thoſe laſt words, and ſaw him go away with ſo much diſdain, her face was of a ſudden deprived of all colour, and grief and vexation preſſed upon her heart in ſuch manner, that after ſhe had, with ſome precipitation, ſaid to <hi>Emilia,</hi> that ſhe was not well and was not able to ſtand, ſhe fell into a ſwound in her arms. <hi>Lentulus,</hi> whoſe eye was but too much upon her, ran to her; and though her misfortune touched him to the very heart, yet was it ſome joy to him to have her in his arms, while <hi>Emillia</hi> ſate down on the graſſe, and with the aſſiſtance of <hi>Lentulus,</hi> layed <hi>Tullia</hi> by her, and took her head upon her lap. <hi>Ptolemey,</hi> who had not had the time to go far thence, turned about at the cry which <hi>Emilia</hi> gave, and ſeeing, though confuſedly, what they were doing, he ſuſpected what the buſineſſe might be; though, it is poſſible, he might not think himſelf abſolutely the cauſe of that accident. However, though he was not ſubject to much love, yet would he not be a wanting in point of civility, and conſequently as to that aſſiſtance which he thought due to her ſex; ſo that when, being come neer, he ſaw her in a ſwound, <hi>Emilia</hi> looſning her garments, and <hi>Lentulus</hi> in ſuch amazement, that he knew not what to do; he ran to the next rivulet, and, having taken up ſome water in both his hands, he brought it, and caſt it on <hi>Tullia</hi>'s face. Whereupon ſhe immediately opened her eyes, and that, time enough to ſee the action of <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> and to perceave that it was from him that ſhe received that aſſiſtance. I know not whether the joy or the confuſion ſhe conceaved there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>at were the greater; but being well furniſhed, both as to courage and reſervedneſſe, ſhe betrayed not her thoughts of it, and giving my Brother a look ſuitable to the different paſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions ſhe was then engaged with; <hi>I receave this kindneſſe from you,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quital for what I did your Brother in the like conditions; but it is enough for an enemy, and you are too too tender of the concernments of your houſe to do me any more.</hi>
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               <p>With theſe words ſhe turned gently towards <hi>Emilia,</hi> and ſpoke to her ſoftly, to entreat them to depart: to which end <hi>Emilia</hi> making ſigns to them, they went their wayes, but, after ſeveral manners; <hi>Ptolomcy</hi> with ſuch indifference, as if he had not been any way con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerned in the adventure, and <hi>Lentulus</hi> ſo moved, and ſo diſtracted in his thoughts, that he hardly knew what he did. Being come ſome paces thence, they met with the women that belonged to <hi>Emilia</hi> and <hi>Tullia,</hi> whom their Miſtreſſes had left behind, that they might walk alone, and having acquainted them with the accident that had happened, they obliged them to go to their Miſtreſſes.</p>
               <p>When they were gotten a good diſtance from that place, <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> who walked after his ordinary poſture of freedom and cheerfulneſſe, obſerving the diſturbance <hi>Lentulus</hi> was in, as well by his ſilence as by the ſeveral expreſſions thereof that were viſible in his counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance; <hi>Is it poſſible,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>that you are ſo much troubled at this adventure as you ſeem to be? But is it poſſible,</hi> replies Lentulus, <hi>that you can be ſo little as your face and actions diſcover you to be? I aſſure you for my part,</hi> ſaies Ptolomey, <hi>that I am not troubled a jot at it, and that I look on this adventure as if it had happened to any other body. How,</hi> continu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed Lentulus, <hi>hath neither what you heard from the mouth of</hi> Tullia, <hi>of the love ſhe hath for you, nor yet what you have ſeen of the effects of your diſdain on her ſpirit, raiſed no trouble or alteration in you? Not a jot,</hi> replies Ptolomey. <hi>And beſides the averſion I had for that Lady, I am not much taken with what is beſtowed on me upon ſuch occaſions, if it hath not coſt me ſomething before, ſo that I ſhall not make any advantage of this adventure; and all that I ſhall do for</hi> Tullia <hi>that ſpeaks any thing of obligation, is, that I ſhall not divulge it, and that I do, I do upon the account of diſcretion and her ſex. So that it ſeems,</hi> ſaies Lentulus, <hi>you do not love her, nor feel any inclination to do it? I do not only not love her now, anſwers Ptolomey, but I proteſt to you, I never ſhall love her, If it be ſo,</hi> replies Lentulus, <hi>I am ſome what leſſe unhappy then I thought my ſelf, that I am fallen into a paſſion which I ſhould have wraſtled with while I lived, had it been any way prejudicial to our friendſhip. And ſince you are the deareſt of my Friends, I ſhall make no difficulty to tell you, that being come with you into this garden, as free as your ſelf from any love I had for</hi> Tullia, <hi>I am now fal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>len infinitely in love with her, to ſo high a degree, that it is impoſſible your brother could be more.</hi>
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               <p>
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Theſe words made <hi>Ptolomey</hi> look on <hi>Lentulus</hi> ſomewhat amazedly, as if he could hard<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly imagine his diſcourſe to be ſerious: <hi>How,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>is it poſſible,</hi> Lentulus, <hi>that in ſo ſhort a time, and by ſo ſtrange an accident, you ſhould fall in love with</hi> Tullia? <hi>So deeply,</hi> replies Lentulus, <hi>that all the words I can uſe are not able to expreſſe it: and I thought</hi> Tullia <hi>ſo beautiful in her grief, and ſo amiable in her ſinging and diſcourſe, that my ſoul is beſtow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed on her without ever conſulting my will; I ſay beſtowed, and that in ſuch a manner, that I am not in the leaſt hope ever to retrive it out of her power. I know I put my ſelf to strange extremities; and that, attempting to ſerve a Lady, prevented by a ſtrong paſſion for you, and one that hath ſtudyed conſtancy and reſolution, ſuch as</hi> Tullia <hi>is; I embarque for a voy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age wherein I am ſure to meet with many ſtorms: but when all is done, it is the pleaſure of my deſtiny it ſhould be ſo, and it is not in my power to oppoſe it.</hi>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Lentulus</hi> went on with abundance of diſcourſe to the ſame effect, which the length of this relation obliges me to forbear repeating to you, though it put <hi>Ptolomey</hi> into ſuch an aſtoniſhment at the fantaſtick adventure, that he could hardly imagine it to be real. He entreated him, ſince he was not reſolved to affect that Lady, never to ſpeak ill of her, nor let the World know what he did concerning her paſſion, which haply the account and ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgement he made thereof, might in time oblige her to forget. My Brother pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miſed never to ſpeak of it while he lived to any one but to me, from whom he was not able to conceal any thing, and engaged for me that I ſhould not ſuffer that ſecret to take any fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther aire. Accordingly, he failed not to come that very night, to give me an account of all that happened to him, conjuring me to ſecrecy, and I could not but be amazed as well at his relation of tee love of <hi>Tullia,</hi> as that of <hi>Lentulus,</hi> whoſe misfortune I much bemoan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, becauſe he was a perſon of a moſt illuſtrious birth, and very recommendable among the Romans for his many excellent endowments. I had alſo ſome compaſſion for <hi>Tullia,</hi> though I had no reaſon to love her, and I blamed <hi>Ptolomey</hi> for the inflexibility of his heart; but having great reſpects for <hi>Martia,</hi> and looking on that allyance as moſt advantageous for my Brother and all our houſe, I was very glad not to ſee him engaged in any other affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons that might have diverted him from her. He on the the other ſide viſited her oftner than he had done before, continuing and adding to the demonſtrations of his affection; but with this remark, that he did all things with greater indifference and freedom of ſpirit then ſhe could have deſired, and in ſuch a manner, that his love hindred him not from minding his ordinary divertiſements, or diſcovering the averſion he had for marriage. However, he pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vided againſt the day of <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s his birth, to do for her what all other young Romans did for the Ladies they ſerved; and would come into the exerciſes, with the Livery, and all other demonſtrations of the engagement he lay under to ſerve her. <hi>Lentulus</hi> did the like for <hi>Tullia,</hi> but he underſtood that ſhe was not well, and was not likely to be preſent at the Solemnity. You may ſome other time have an account of what hath paſt in the loves of <hi>Lentulus</hi> and <hi>Tullia,</hi> poſſibly not unworthy your attention; but beſides that there is not much come to my knowledge, they are not the ſubject of my preſent diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, and my relation is ſo long without it, that I doubt not but you will excuſe me, if I ſay not any thing thereof.</p>
               <p>At length, the day deſtined for the celebration of the Solemnity, and the honour of <hi>Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>guſtus</hi>'s birth, being come, the whole Court, all the Nobility, and the people ran to the Sights. I ſhall ſay nothing to you of the duels fought by the <hi>Gladiators,</hi> and the fighting of ſavage beaſts, which were the divertiſements of the people for the morning. The reſt of the day was ſpent in things of greater magnificence, ſuch as wherein the Roman Nobility diſcovered their greateſt pomp and gallantry; and yet I ſhall give you but a ſhort deſcription of it, and that out of a neceſſity that lyes upon me to make mention thereof in my relation. There was no place within <hi>Rome</hi> able to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain the vaſt number of people that were to be preſent at the ſhews, and that of the perſons that were to celebrate them. The Emperour therefore, had, without the gates of the Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, in a fair Plain upon the Tiber ſide, cauſed a vaſt tract of ground to be rail'd in, having left two ſides free for the people, which were bordered with an Amphitheatre of ſeveral ſteps, on which an infinit number of people might be diſpoſed. He had cauſed to be raiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed over againſt the entrance certain Scaffolds covered over with rich tapiſtry, for the La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dies, the Senate, and ſuch other perſons as were deſtined for thoſe places. On the fourth ſide were diſpoſed part of the Emperours Guard, whoſe employment it was to open the railes at the entrance of the Chariots, the horſes and people that were to come in, and all that ſide was wholly taken up by ſuch as were requiſite for that office, to avoid all confuſion &amp; diſturbance. The place was ſpacious enough for the longeſt races of either horſe or Chari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ots, and of ſuch an extent, as, it was ſaid, that it was ſufficient for the encamping of an army.</p>
               <p>The firſt ſight was to be that of the Chariots, which was followed by Horſe-races, and
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after that was a combat on horſeback, between two parties with edgeleſs weapons, which the Romans call <hi>Troy,</hi> and they ſay was invented by <hi>Aſcanius,</hi> the Son of <hi>Aeneas,</hi> at his arrival into <hi>Italy.</hi> All the Chariots paſſed one after another, took divers turns about the place along the railes, and after they had been ſeen by the Emperour, the Ladies, and the people, when the ſignal of the races was given, they were all diſpoſed according to the order they had obſerved in coming in, at that end of the place which was oppoſite to our Scaffold, in expectation of the laſt ſignal at which they were to ſet forward. They had all four horſes a-breaſt, open before, with one only place behind, for the Maſter of the Cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riot, wherein he ſate armed all over, having on, a head-piece, the viſour down, with a Buckler on his left arm, and two Javelins in his right hand; and the Chariots, the ſlaves that followed them, the cloaths that covered the horſes, and all the Equipage wore the Li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very of the Ladies, as far as they were known. Upon theſe occaſions was it particularly that the young Romans outvy'd one another to diſcover their inclinations; at leaſt thoſe who had no deſign to keep them ſecret, and to that end was there a great diſtance be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween the Chariots as they paſſed by, that people might the better obſerve the attendance of every Chariot in particular, and that without any confuſion.</p>
               <p>The firſt that appeared was that of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> all glittering with gold and magnificent workmanſhip; his attendance was noble and full of pomp, and about his perſon, and in all his Equipage he wore the Livery of <hi>Julia.</hi> That of <hi>Tiberius</hi> came next, not inferiour in point of magnificence to that of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> with my characters and colours. That of <hi>Domitius</hi> followed him, with thoſe demonſtrations which argued the affection he had for <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippina.</hi> After that came <hi>Archelaus</hi> with the colours of <hi>Antonia.</hi> Next came young <hi>Pto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lomey,</hi> very neat and gallant in his Equipage, wearing the colours of <hi>Martia.</hi> Prince <hi>Po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lemon</hi> followed him with thoſe of <hi>Marcella;</hi> and <hi>Mithridates,</hi> who came after him, made no difficulty to have alſo thoſe of <hi>Antonia.</hi> The next was <hi>Craſſus,</hi> with a Livery which none could gueſſc whom it was for, and whence it was to be inferred, that his intention was, not to have it known. Then came <hi>Lentulus</hi> with that of <hi>Tullia,</hi> and then <hi>Albinus, Aemilianus, Cinna, Cepio,</hi> and a many others of the moſt Illuſtrious <hi>Romans,</hi> to the num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber of fifty, it being the Emperour's pleaſure there ſhould be no more to avoid the confuſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on that might have enſued. Though <hi>Agrippa</hi> was not of an age that made him incapable of theſe exerciſes, yet would not the Emperour have him engaged therein, but took him and <hi>Mecoenas</hi> for company's ſake, to judge of the races, and to order the diſtribution of the prizes. And though all the Maſters of Chariots had the viſours of their head-pieces down, and were in ſuch a poſture, as if they had been ready to fight, yet were they known as they paſſed by, as well by the perſons that were of their attendance, as by divers other marks, ſo that it was in us to judge of the magnificence and graceful carriage of them, which we did, and gave our opinions thereof very freely.</p>
               <p>This great number of Chariots, (which certainly was the nobleſt ſight in the World) had gone round about the place, and it was thought there would not come any more, when the Liſts being opened again, the place echoed with the noiſe of twelve Trumpets which appeared at the entrance, and began to march a good diſtance after the laſt of the Chariots that had paſſed before. They were mounted on twelve excellent horſes, and their long coats were of a sky-coloured ſtuff, which was the colour of <hi>Antonia,</hi> all covered over with enflamed hearts, and the characters of <hi>Antonia,</hi> in embroidery of gold; but the nobleſt and moſt ſumptuous embroidery that ever had been ſeen at <hi>Rome.</hi> The flags which hung at their Trumpets were full of the ſame characters. After the Trumpets, came one after a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nother twenty horſes, led every one by two ſlaves, who held them in on both ſides by two ſcarfes of the colour and embrodery afore-mentioned. The horſes were of the beſt kind of Gennets, and the proudeſt in their paces that ever were ſeen; they had in their heads, which they liſted up with a certain Pride, great pennaches of the aforeſaid colour, and their mains and tayles tyed up with ribands of gold and sky-colour. The bits of their bridles were enamell'd with gold, and embelliſhed with precious ſtones, and they were covered with sky-coloured cloaths hanging down to the ground, and enriched with the ſame em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>broidery of gold, and the ſame characters of <hi>Antonia.</hi> The cloaths of the ſlaves were of the ſame ſtuff, and had the ſame trimming. After theſe came fifty others cloathed after the ſame manner, without any difference, and went on both ſides the chariot which immedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ately followed the twenty horſes.</p>
               <p>The Chariot had in it four horſes white as the very ſnow, done with ribands, and har<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſed as the former. It ſeemed to be all of gold, mixt with sky-colour at certain diſtances, with double A. A's, burning hearts, darts, chains, and other emblems of love and ſervitude. The two ſides had the form of two Lyons, that ſeemed to have ſubmitted to the yoke, up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>held the ſeat, and ſerved for a leaning place on both ſides. And behind there was a Cu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pid
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made of the height of a man, where of the figure was ſomewhat greater than ordinary, which reſting onely on one foot behind, ſtretched himſelf out as it were to fly, and, having the wings ſpread, covered there with the perſon that was in the ſeat, and ſeemed to have been put there purpoſely againſt the injuries of the weather, and as it were a covering for the Chariot. The ſculpture of that Cupid was admirable, his face as handſome as the beſt Gravers could have made it, and his wings glittering with gold and precious ſtones, which ſhined in ſeveral places. In one hand he carried a Heart upon the top of one of his arrows, and in the other a little flag of sky-coloured ſilk, wherein between two chains, and other marks of ſlavery, might be ſeen theſe verſes written in letters of gold:</p>
               <q>
                  <l>
                     <hi>I like a</hi> captive <hi>pine and ſigh;</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Yet place a glory in my woes:</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>I'd rather own this ſlavery,</hi>
                  </l>
                  <l>
                     <hi>Than of the Univerſe diſpoſe.</hi>
                  </l>
               </q>
               <p>All the reſt of the Chariot was open, ſo that it was eaſie to ſee how the perſon was ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>commodated that was within it. He had on a cuirats and a head-piece of gold, enamell'd with sky-colour, and enriched, in ſeveral places, with ſtones of a great value. The head-piece was covered over with a many plumes of blew feathers, which both back<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards, and on both ſides hung down to his Shoulders. But in the enamel, as well of the head-piece as the cuirats, might be obſerved every where the characters of <hi>Antonia;</hi> and the ſleeves and the lower part of his under-garment, which came down ſomewhat below his knee, being interwoven with gold and blew ſilk, were full of the ſame characters, with an excellent imbroidery of gold, and his buskins interlaced with gold and blew, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dorned with rich buckles and precious ſtones. Nor was there any want of them, about the ſword he had by his ſide. He had in his right hand two Javelins, with the points guilt with gold, and in the left, a Buckler of the ſame mettal, with the edges enamel'd ſuita<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bly to the reſt of his Armes, and enriched in the middle with the picture of the fair <hi>Anto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia,</hi> done ſo like her, that it was immediately concluded to be the work of the moſt ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellent Painters of <hi>Italy.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I thought it not amiſs to give you this ſhort deſcription of him, for that indeed we ſpent more time in looking upon him, then we had done on all elſe that was to be ſeen, though it muſt needs be acknowledged there was no want of ſtate or magnificence any where. But in regard that all the reſt were known, and that there was no means to diſcover this laſt, either by the perſons of his Attendance, or by any other mark, he drew after him, not only the aſtoniſhment and acclamations of the people, but alſo the curioſity of all o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers. And yet though it was impoſſible to know either his face or name, yet from ſome other circumſtances, that were publick and remarkable enough, it was generally con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cluded that it could be no other than the unknown Servant of <hi>Antonia,</hi> who ſome daies be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore had beſtowed on her the magnificent Galley, who had overthrown <hi>Archelaus</hi> and <hi>Mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thridates,</hi> and of whom, under the name of the <hi>Unknown Lover,</hi> there were ſuch ſtrange reports ſpread up and down <hi>Rome</hi> and elſewhere. It immediately ran from mouth to mouth among the Spectators, and all the diſcourſe was concerning <hi>Antonia</hi>'s ſervant, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſomuch that <hi>Archelaus</hi> and <hi>Mithridates</hi> perceiving it, conceived not a little trouble and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vy thereat, and could not for a certain time recover themſelves out of that diſturbance of thoughts which that ſight had cauſed in them.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Antonia</hi> and my ſelf were not far from the Emperour, ſo that over-hearing all the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe which fell not only from <hi>Caeſar,</hi> but all thoſe that were about him, upon occaſion of this accident, there ſpread ſuch a redneſs over <hi>Antonia</hi>'s face, as could not be gotten off for almoſt all that day. And though I was not thereupon thrifty of my diſcourſe to her, and earneſtly entreated her to communicate her thoughts to me upon that emergency, yet was it a long time ere ſhe would ſo much as open her mouth to make me any anſwer. <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>was it not ſhrewdly gueſſed of me ſome daies ſince, that your unknown Servant was a perſon admirable as to point of invention and magnificence, and do you not find that in whatever he undertakes, he eclipſes all that is done by others? In troth, I cannot forbear ſpeaking for him, and to tell you, that I have conceived an extraordinary good opini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on of him. Antonia</hi> was in ſome uncertainty, whether ſhe ſhould diſcover her diſpleaſure at the adventure, or make her diverſion of it as others did: but what thoughts ſoever her diſturbance might inſpire her with, yet could ſhe not but entertain in her ſoul a certain joy at the advantages of a perſon that loved her, though he did it contrary to her intenti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and the reputation he acquired, whether ſhe would or no, for his gallantry and mag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nificence.</p>
               <p>
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But not long after, ſhe had much more reaſon, for in fine, Siſter, (not to tyre you with a relation of all that paſſed that day, which it were impoſſible to relate to you fully) I ſhall think it enough to tell you, that this unknown perſon having provided all things for that day, with all the care and prudence imaginable, and furniſhed himſelf with the beſt and fleeteſt horſes that could be had, carryed away all the prizes, as well for the horſe-races as the Chariots, leaving behind him at a diſtance all that ran with him, and in that combat on horſeback called <hi>Troy,</hi> he behaved himſelf with ſo much addreſs and vigour, and did all things with ſuch an admirable grace, that he alone drew after him the general acclama<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of the Spectators. In fine, he was by the Emperour himſelf declared Conquerour, how partial ſo ever he might be for <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and received the prizes, which he came and laid at the feet of <hi>Antonia,</hi> bending the knee, and bowing to her with a ſubmiſſion that ſpoke him her ſlave. <hi>Antonia</hi> bluſhing for ſhame and vexation, though haply ſhe was not much diſſatisfied at the adventure, did, by the commandment of <hi>Octavia,</hi> receive them, and immediately after, the Unknown Lover mounting one of the beſt of his horſes, rid him before us with ſuch a grace, and ſeemed to us to be of ſuch a noble preſence, and ſo well to become the bow of the ſaddle, that we could not forbear admiring him. A while after, he went in among the reſt, and, taking his time, and making his advantage of the diſor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der and confuſion they were in, he went out of the Liſts, and got away with as much ſpeed as could be. His Chariot and Equipage were gone along before, for he had given order, that as ſoon as the Chariot-races were over, all ſhould withdraw, while the people were taken up with the other exerciſes, wherein he was to make uſe of no more than the horſe he rode on.</p>
               <p>By this precaution had he taken a courſe, that thoſe who were not concerned in his af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fairs, ſhould not follow the perſons that were of his attendance in order to diſcover him, as it might have been the deſign of divers. But as he retired himſelf, how circumſpect ſoe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver he might be, he could not eſcape the eyes of the jealous <hi>Mithridates,</hi> who fully ſatisfi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed it could be no other than the ſame Rival that had caſt him to the ground, took a reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion to follow him to the worlds end, and never to leave him till he had diſcovered who he was, or that the other had made him ſatisfaction for the injurie he had received from him. He went out of the liſts ſoon after him, and perceiving he made all the ſpeed he could away, he followed him at a diſtance towards certain houſes, whither he ſaw he intended, and are diſtant from the City about fifty or ſixty ſtadia. <hi>Archelaus,</hi> perceiving that <hi>Mithridates</hi> was gone, preſently imagined the occaſion of his departure, and it being no leſs his con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cernment than the others to be acquainted with his Rival, would needs follow him, and took his courſe that way which he was told he had taken.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Mithridates</hi> was gotten far enough before, and having obſerved that his unknown Rival turned towards a little Wood on the left hand, he made after him with all the ſpeed he could; and reached it in a manner as ſoon as the other. It was with no ſmall difficulty that he overtook him, nor indeed had he done it, had his Rival ſuſpected any thing of his deſign; but ere he perceived any ſuch thing, he was gotten ſo neer him, that all he could do was to pull down the viſour of his head-piece, which he had raiſed up to take a little more air, and he did it time enough to prevent <hi>Mithridates</hi> from knowing him. Having ſo done, he would have kept on his way, but <hi>Mithridates</hi> made a ſhift to get before him through the trees, and oppoſing his paſſage; <hi>Hope not</hi> (ſaid he to him) <hi>to get away this time again, till I have known thee, and poſſibly till thou haſt made me ſatisfacti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on for the many injuries thou haſt done me.</hi> The Unknown Lover, troubled at this rencoun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, was in ſuſpence for ſome minutes what anſwer to make him, but at laſt, perceiving what extremity he was reduced to, and thinking that, beſides the care he ſhould take to diſguiſe his voice, the head-piece would contribute ſo much thereto, as to make him un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diſcernable by the other. <hi>Mithridates</hi> (ſaid he to him) <hi>thou haſt little reaſon to be ſo obſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate in purſuing a man that is not thy enemy, but may become ſuch through thy importunate perſecution of him. If thou art my friend</hi> (replies Mithridates) <hi>thou ſhouldſt not con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cealthy ſelf from me, and if thou art not, I little fear thy diſpleaſure, after the diſgraces I am fallen into by thy means.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>As he uttered theſe words, he oppoſed his paſſage more than before, and held up a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt him the point of a Javelin he had in his hand. The Unknown Lover would have avoided fighting without diſcovering himſelf, but perceiving it impoſſible to do it; <hi>Thou wilt haply have occaſion to remember</hi> (ſaid he to him) <hi>what violence thou doſt force me to, and if thou receive any inconvenience thereby, thou haſt no body to blame but thy ſelf.</hi> With theſe words they charged one another at the ſame time, and having broken their Javelins on their Bucklers, upon which they received them, they drew their ſwords, and many blows were dealt on both ſides. But my little experience in matter of Combats, permits me not to give you all the particulars, and therefore ſhall only tell you, that the Unknown
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Lover finding in one paſſe, <hi>Mithridates</hi>'s horſe in ſomewhat an unſettled poſture, ran his own a-breaſt upon him, and ſo overturned both him and his maſter to the ground.</p>
               <p>The Unknown Lover thought himſelf freed by the fall of <hi>Mithridates,</hi> and would ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cordingly have kept on his way, when there coming before him <hi>Archelaus; Stay,</hi> cryed he to him, <hi>having ſeen</hi> Mithridates <hi>fall, thou haſt done but half thy work, unleſſe thou con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive me leſſe concerned to know thee then</hi> Mithridates. This ſecond ſtoppage put the Un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known Lover out of all patience, though he very much eſteemed the perſon of <hi>Archelaus,</hi> and ſeeing divers others coming from the City, he conceived he had but little time to loſe, and accordingly without any further conſultation, he fell upon <hi>Archelaus,</hi> who anſwered him with blows as to weight, not much inferior to thoſe he dealt himſelf. They fought for a good while on equal termes; but at laſt, the Unknown Lover perceiving the per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons, he had ſeen before, coming neerer and neerer, runs to <hi>Archelaus,</hi> and laying hold of him, he put on his horſe, which was one of the beſt in the World, to force him out of the ſadle, and ſo free himſelf by his fall, as he had done before by that of <hi>Mithridates.</hi> And certainly, he put ſo much ſtrength to it, that he did what he deſired in ſome part, and drew <hi>Archelaus</hi> out of the ſadle upon the crupper, whence he ſlipped down to the ground: but <hi>Archelaus,</hi> having, as he fell, gotten hold of the other by the head piece, held him with ſuch force, that he broke the chin-pieces of it, and taking it with him, his enemie's head was naked and diſarmed. Upon which <hi>Marcellus, Ptolomy, Craſſus,</hi> and divers o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers being come into the place, ran to the two Combatants, and in the ſight of all thoſe perſons, as alſo of <hi>Archelaus</hi> and <hi>Mithridates,</hi> who were gotten up, the face of the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known Lover was ſeen, and known to be <hi>Druſus,</hi> Son of <hi>Livia,</hi> and Brother to <hi>Tiberius.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The aſtoniſhment of the two Princes that had been worſted by him, of <hi>Marcellus, Pto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lomey</hi> and the reſt, wars not ordinary, when they found <hi>Druſus</hi> to be the Unknown Lover of <hi>Antonia,</hi> who had ſerved her, without diſcovering himſelf, with ſo much gallantry and good-liking: and if <hi>Archelaus</hi> and <hi>Mithridates</hi> were troubled that they had met with ſo powerful a Rival; they were in ſome meaſure comforted as to their diſgrace, becauſe it happened by the hands of a Prince, whoſe valour was known to all the World.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Druſus</hi> was in a little trouble and diſorder to ſee himſelf diſcovered, as thinking he had not come to that point that he ſhould have done ere he had been known; but perceiving the misfortune to be incapable of any remedy, he generouſly reſol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved to endure it, and turning towards Prince <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> who ſtood neer him: <hi>Moſt Illuſtrious Princes,</hi> ſaid he to them, <hi>I crave your pardon for the ſurprize and ſtratagems I have uſed towards the Princeſſe your Siſter, and the offence I have committed a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt you by ſerving her without your knowledge. Had I thought my ſelf worthy that glory, I ſhould not have had any recourſe to artifice; but how mean ſoever I may be as to point of merit, I cannot but hope from the goodneſſe of Prince</hi> Marcellus, <hi>for whoſe ſake I cheerfully quitted all the pretentions I had for</hi> Julia, <hi>that he will grant me, out of an exceſſe of favour, that which I durſt not preſume to deſire of him, before I had in ſome ſort obliged him to love me, by the ſervices it was in my thoughts to do him. And from Prince</hi> Ptolomey, <hi>a perſon I have e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver infinitely eſteemed, I do expect, he ſhould not oppoſe me in the deſign I have, abſolutely to ſacrifice my whole life to the ſervice of the Princeſſe his Siſter.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>To this effect was the diſcourſe of <hi>Druſus,</hi> which when he had done, he expected the an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer of the two Princes with that confidence, which he might well derive from the friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip they had expreſſed towards him for ſome time before. Tis true, <hi>Druſus</hi> was a Prince of ſo great merit, that he was infinitely eſteemed by all that were of his acquaintance; and from the time that <hi>Marcellus</hi> was reconciled with him after the duel they had fought for <hi>Julia,</hi> having diſcovered his excellent endowments, as well in his converſation, as the earneſtneſſe he obſerved in <hi>Druſus</hi> to purchaſe his affection, he had conceaved more reſpect and friendſhip towards him than any other among the Romans, and preferred no man be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore him in his inclinations, but only <hi>Coriolanus.</hi> On the other ſide, <hi>Druſus</hi>'s Fortunes were ſo conſiderable by reaſon of the authority of <hi>Livia,</hi> and the intereſt his own worth had juſtly gained him with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> that neither <hi>Marcellus,</hi> nor <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> nor any of the other Friends of <hi>Antonia</hi> could wiſh her a match that were more advantageous. They accord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly ſtudied not long for the anſwer they were to make him, and <hi>Marcellus</hi> ſpeaking for both, out of a confidence that what he ſaid ſhould be confirmed: <hi>Prince,</hi> ſaid he to Dru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus, <hi>we have ſome reaſon to be diſpleaſed with you; but it is onely for the little relyance you have had in our friendſhip, and the eſteem we have for you. But that you ſhall hear more of another time; and therefore in the interim, ſince you have thought</hi> Antonia <hi>worthy your affections, I ſhall tell you that I think her happy, and very much honoured in the incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations you have for her; that I queſtion not but that</hi> Caeſar, Octavia, Alexander, <hi>(where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever he may be,) and</hi> Ptolomey <hi>are of the ſame mind, and that, for my part, if in the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſign</hi>
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                  <hi>you have upon her, you need the aſſiſtances of a Brother that hath ſome power with her, I proffer you all you can deſire or expect from me, as being one that endeavours nothing ſo much as the acquiſition of your friendſhip, and next to that, the continuance of it while he lives.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>What <hi>Ptolomey</hi> ſaid to <hi>Druſus,</hi> was to the ſame effect, whereat this Prince was ſo much ſatisfied, that he could not expreſſe his joy without a certain confuſion. After he had diſcovered his reſentments thereof to both, as much as he poſſibly could, he comes to <hi>Archelaus</hi> and <hi>Mithridates,</hi> and made his excuſes to them, as to what was paſt, in the moſt obliging manner that could be. Theſe two Princes felt ſo much grief within, that they could not think of any conſolation, but not ſo much for the diſgrace of their falls, as for that their ill fortune had raiſed them ſo dreadful a Rival, and the words they had heard from <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> from which, together with the confidence they were in, that <hi>Auguſtus</hi> and <hi>Octavia</hi> would declare for <hi>Druſus,</hi> they could not but infer that the little hope which they had conceived in the courſe of their affections, would come to nothing<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> But however they were burthened with grief, they received the civilities of <hi>Druſus</hi> as they ought, and on their ſide craved his pardon for their indiſcretion, and whatever they attempt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed againſt him, while they knew him not.</p>
               <p>I ſee, Siſter, you are deſirous I ſhould contract this relation, ſince it is indeed of an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſive length, and therefore, I ſhall onely tell you, without inſiſting too much on particu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lars, that, notwithſtanding all the reſiſtance that <hi>Druſus</hi> made thereto, <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Ptolomey</hi> would needs have him, immediately, and in that very poſture, preſented to <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tonia,</hi> and that <hi>Druſus</hi> having oppoſed it for ſome time out of fear to diſpleaſe her, at laſt was prevailed with to come along with them, and followed them to the City, and ſo to the Emperours Court, where all the moſt eminent perſons about it were aſſembled, and diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſing of the Unknown Lover of <hi>Antonia.</hi> They were yet ſpeaking of him when <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cellus</hi> comes into the room, leading in <hi>Druſus</hi> by the hand; and it was before this Illuſtri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous Aſſembly, that <hi>Marcellus,</hi> having preſented him to the Emperour, and <hi>Octavia,</hi> brought him to <hi>Antonia,</hi> and, having diſcovered him to her for the Unknown Lover, who had given her ſuch gallant-like expreſſions of his love, and that in ſo extraordinary a man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner, entreated her to entertain him, as a Prince that had devoted himſelf to her ſervice, and whoſe inclinations for her were an honour to all their houſe. The whole Aſſembly was nothing but applauſes and acclamations at the ſight and diſcovery of <hi>Druſus;</hi> and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing a perſon generally beloved, all were glad to hear that it was he who had done ſuch noble things for <hi>Antonia,</hi> and cryed out they were worthy one another, and that it was a couple the beſt matched of any in the World. The Emperour conceived an extraordinary joy at it, <hi>Livia</hi> was well pleaſed with the good choice her ſon had made, and the Empe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour and ſhe together, joyning with <hi>Marcellus,</hi> (having performed the firſt civility to <hi>Octavia)</hi> addreſſed themſelves to <hi>Antonia,</hi> intreating her to entertain <hi>Druſus</hi> into her ſervice, and give him leave, by open hoſtility, to take in that heart which he would have ſurprized by ſtratagem.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Antonia,</hi> ſome what troubled at the adventure, found it ſome difficulty to recover her ſelf out of the diſorder ſhe was in; and though it be certain that it was ſome joy to her to ſee the unknown Lover changed into <hi>Druſus,</hi> who was the perſon of all the Romans, into whom ſhe had moſt reaſon to wiſh him changed, yet was ſhe ſtill vexed at the artifice he had uſed toward her, and could not of a ſudden overcome the reſentment which was riſen thereof in her mind. However ſhe had a command over her ordinary moderation, and, having raiſed <hi>Druſus,</hi> who was on his knees before her, ſhe onely told him that there was a conſonancy between her will and thoſe of the perſons to whom her birth had made her ſubject; and that, (I mean her moderation) ſhe made uſe of not only for that day, but was the ſame for a many that followed; inſomuch that <hi>Druſus</hi> hath found it true, that all the demonſtrations of love that may be have no influence on her ſpirit, and amount to no more than the complyance ſhe had for the diſpoſal of <hi>Octavia.</hi> He was at laſt received in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to her ſervice with the joy and acclamations of all, inſomuch, that <hi>Antonia,</hi> having ſince had a greater acquaintance with his excellent endowments (if ſhe were incapable of Love) hath at leaſt ſubmitted to the commands laid on her by <hi>Octavia</hi> and <hi>Caeſar</hi> in his behalf, and hath ſatisfyed him, by expreſſions worthy his ſolid vertue, and of the eſteem ſhe hath for him. And ſo it hath continued ever ſince, by the happy meeting of theſe two complyant dispoſitions, who are not ſubject to any trouble, becauſe not to the weakneſſe of a many others, ſo that it is out of all queſtion that the Emperour will have them marryed at the ſame time that the nuptialls of <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Julia</hi> ſhall be ſolemniſed.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Druſus</hi> hath told us ſince how that he had heard from <hi>Mithridates</hi>'s own mouth, the diſcourſe that had paſſed between him and <hi>Antonia,</hi> when they walked together, upon
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which he grounded his firſt letter, as alſo what courſe he had taken to conceal himſelf from all the World, as well that day that he beſtowed on her the magnificent Galley, as that of the publick ſhewes, before which, ſome few dayes he had pretended affairs of con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſequence in the Country, becauſe there ſhould be no notice taken of his abſence, at an Aſſembly, wherein he ſhould in all likelihood be one of the firſt. Some few dayes after, <hi>Archelaus,</hi> overcome with grief, went to eaſe himſelf of it in the war, whither he was called to aſſiſt the Ki<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>g of the <hi>Medes,</hi> his kinſman, againſt the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and wherein, as they ſay, he hath gained abundance of reputation. <hi>Mithridates</hi> was in the ſame po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſture, uncapable of any conſolation, though his love had not made ſo much noiſe as the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers: but to ſatisfie him in ſome ſort, the Emperour having the Crowns of <hi>Pontus</hi> and <hi>Comagenes,</hi> where there had happened very great revolutions, to d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſpoſe of; beſtowed that of <hi>Pontus</hi> on <hi>Polemon,</hi> and that of <hi>Comagenes</hi> on <hi>Mithridates,</hi> and ſent them to take poſſeſſion thereof.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Ptolomey,</hi> according to his ordinary way of courtſhip, continued his addreſſes to <hi>Mar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cia,</hi> that is, with little earneſtneſs, and much eſteem and reſpect, but diſcovering little inclination to marriage. He never minded <hi>Tullia,</hi> who in requital was very violently courted by <hi>Lentulus,</hi> but I ſhall not give you any account of their loves, becauſe they re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>late not much to the ſubject of my diſcourſe, though they may be ſaid to be ſome conſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quences thereof. I have already given you an account of all that happened to my ſelf at that time, as well as to the news I received of the infidelity of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> the departure of <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Tiberius,</hi> and the Emperour's voyage, wherein we accompanied him; ſo that you are fully acquainted with the affairs of our houſe; and the better to ſatisfie and entertain you therewith, I think, and that truely, that I have ſpoken more in three dayes, than I had done all my life before.</p>
               <p>Thus did the fair Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra</hi> put a Period to her long relation, which to do, ſhe had done a more than ordinary violence to her diſpoſition, and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> had heard her with an attention, which had ſuſpended in her mind the memory of her misfortunes.</p>
               <trailer>The End of the Second Book</trailer>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="book">
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               <head>HYMEN'S <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. Part. IX.</head>
               <head type="sub">Lib. III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Megacles <hi>diſcourſes with the unknown perſon, whoſe life he had ſaved, about the conſtancy and inconſtancy of Fortune;</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>of the fidelity and infidelity of</hi> Coriolanus. <hi>The King of</hi> Armenia <hi>viſits</hi> Cleopatra <hi>with a great dal of Courtſhip and perſonated Affection. She, abhorring him for his cruelties, and having reſolved to be</hi> Coriolanus<hi>'s, ſlights him, and looks on his addreſſes as the pure effects of inſinuation and ſycophancy. However he forbears force, becauſe far from his own Kingdom, whither he would make all the haſte he could, but is prevented by contrary winds.</hi> Zendorus <hi>the Pi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rate entertains</hi> Artaxus <hi>with the Hiſtory of his Life. He marries</hi> Eliſena, <hi>a beautiful Lady of</hi> Armenia, <hi>and not long after grows jealous of her, through the means of one</hi> Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ontes, <hi>a young man, with whom ſhe was over-familiar. His jealouſie ſtill increaſing,</hi> Cleontes <hi>is by</hi> Eliſena <hi>deſired to depart the Court. The day before his departure, he and</hi> Eliſena <hi>taking their laſt leaves, in an Arbour, are ſurprized by</hi> Zenodorus, <hi>who tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported with rage and jealouſie, immediately kills</hi> Eliſena <hi>in the midſt of their embraces.</hi> Cleontes <hi>gets away, but afterwards hearing of the death of</hi> Eliſena, <hi>offers himſelf to</hi> Artaxus<hi>'s ſword, who runs him through. As he lay dying, he diſcovers his neck and breaſt, and is found to be a Woman,</hi> Arteſia, <hi>of neer kin to</hi> Phraates, <hi>King of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>to avoid whoſe addreſſes ſhe had diſguiſed her ſelf.</hi> Phraates, <hi>to revenge her death comes with an Army, and drives</hi> Zenodorus <hi>out of his Tetrarchy, which is afterward begged of</hi> Auguſtus <hi>by</hi> Herod. Zeno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dorus <hi>having loſt all, ſeizes ſome few ſhips, and turns</hi> Pirate. <hi>He follows Piracy with great ſucceſs for ten years, at laſt takes</hi> Candace, <hi>Queen of</hi> Aethiopia, <hi>whom he falls in love with; but ſhe, firing his ſhips, and caſting her ſelf over-board, eſcapes. Loſing her, he takes</hi> Eliſa, <hi>ſole Heireſs of the King of</hi> Parthia, <hi>but going aſhore to ſeek out</hi> Candace, <hi>he loſes both</hi> Eliſa <hi>and all his ſhips, hath moſt of his men killed, and is himſelf wounded. He is met with in a Country-mans houſe, under the Surgeons hands, by</hi> Ariſtus, <hi>and by him brought along with the men he had left to the King of</hi> Armenia.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>WHile the two Princeſſes were thus engaged in diſcourſe, <hi>Megacles,</hi> whoſe care was equally divided, between that of having them in ſafe cuſtody, to obey the commands laid upon him by his Maſter, and that of affording them the beſt attendance he could, to ſatisfie in ſome ſort his own inclinations, which were ever directed to vertue, omitted nothing of what he thought might be expected from him in order to either of theſe Obligations. And whereas on the one ſide it was ſome diſſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction to him to be employed to ſecure them, out of the fear he was in to incenſe a Prince who was not wont to pardon any thing; ſo on the other, he with no leſs joy laid hold on thoſe occaſions which preſented themſelves, to diſcover unto them the repugnance which he ſtruggled with to diſpleaſe them. Being therefore obliged not to part from the ſhip, he
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had ſent <hi>Ariſtus</hi> betimes in the morning to ſee what news he could learn of the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and this man being returned, had brought him word, that the King would in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fallibly come aboard the Veſſel that very day: and that though he were in ſuch a poſture as to point of health, that he could not well undertake ſuch a Voyage without ſome danger, yet had he abſolutely reſolved to venture it, out of the great deſire he had to ſee <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and the fear he was in of loſing ſo noble a prize.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Megacles,</hi> having received this intelligence for certain, began to diſpoſe all things in the Veſſel in order to his entertainment; and having underſtood that the Princeſſes were deſirous to be alone, he, out of the great reſpect he had for them, would not ſo much as come neer their Chamber, and was content only to give notice to one of the women that belonged to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that he deſired that notice might be ſent him, when the Princeſſes were pleaſed that he ſhould waite upon them, and when they would have anything brought to dinner. That done, calling to mind the Unknown Perſon, whom the day be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he had reſcued from the devouring waves, and of whom he had conceived a marvai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lous good opinion, he would needs give him a viſit, and being come into the Chamber, where he had left him abed, he found that he made a ſhift to get on his cloaths; but that afterwards, being much troubled with the great quantity of ſalt-water he had drunk, he had been forced to caſt himſelf again on the bed they had aſſigned him. <hi>Megacles,</hi> as ſoon as he came in, cauſed a little window to be ſet open to give a little more light to the Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, and having by that advantage of light made freſh obſervations of the good counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance and handſomeneſs of the Unknown, he was now much more ſurprized at him than the day before, and could not look on him, but with a certain admiration. The other, who with much ado knew him again, and reflected on the aſſiſtance he had received from him, as alſo on the converſation they had had together, and the more than ordinary pains and earneſtneſs he had expreſſed in the ſaving of his life, entertained him with abundance of kindneſs, and gave him ſome occaſion to ſee through the clouds of his melancholy, that though he had little love for the good office he had done him, yet had he abundance of ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>knowledgment for his good intentions. Adde to that, that all his behaviour, all his geſture, nay indeed all things ſeemed to be ſo great, as if there had been in him a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>junction of ſweetneſs and modeſty with a noble and majeſtick aire, that, notwithſtanding all his ill fortune, <hi>Megacles</hi> felt in himſelf abundance of inclinations to reſpect him, as he would do the perſon of <hi>Artaxas</hi> himſelf. After he had ſate down by him, that he had felt his pulſe, and had deſired of him ſome account of his health, the unknown perſon aſſuming the diſcourſe with a ſigh, which by its depth ſeemed to have come from the bot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tom of his heart; <hi>My health</hi> (ſaid he to him) <hi>is but in too good a poſture compared to that of my Fortune; but whatever it may be, you ſee that I do not any way oppoſe the return of it, and that I have kept the promiſe I had made you not to attempt anything againſt my life, while I ſhall be in your power. And for that very reaſon,</hi> replies Megacles, <hi>you ſhall continue in it as long as I can poſſibly keep you, and I ſhould find it no ſmall difficulty to ſuffer you to leave us, if I had the leaſt imagination that you for ſook us, to go and ſeek out death. When I con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſider what poſture my life is reduced to,</hi> replyed the Unknown, <hi>I think death to be the only happineſs I either can, or ought to hope; and yet ſince I have had that of ſeeing you, having made ſome reflections on the things you told me yeſterday, on the ſtrange manner whereby I was delivered out of the very jaws of death, contrary to all probability, and other circumſtan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces of my misfortunes, I concluded, that I ought not to put a Period to my own life, before I had done all that lay in my power to ſerve a perſon on whom I had beſtowed it; ſince that in all likelihood ſhe ſtands in need of it, and that it is not impoſſible but that by ſome one of thoſe extraordinary accidents that happen to me, but ſhe may yet receive it. Out of this conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration, and upon the account of this Obligation, rather than out of any hope, or remainder of love that I have for my life, had I taken my cloaths, and would have begged your leave to be gone; but, to deal truely with you, the body was not able to follow the motions of the ſpirit, and perceiving that all the ſtrength I could muſter was hardly able to bear me up, and conſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quently far from putting that in execution which I had intended, I was forced to lye down again, till ſuch time as I ſhall have recovered it a little better, as I poſſibly may ere this day be quite paſſed. The Gods have the praiſe of this good reſolution,</hi> replyed Megacles, <hi>and I ſhall think my ſelf obliged to give them thanks while I live, for the opportunity they have fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſht me with to prevent the effects of your deſpaire, ſince that by this very demurre we have made to it, we may haply have abſolutely diverted and diſmiſſed it. Alas, alas,</hi> replyed the afflicted perſon, with a ſigh, <hi>how little acquaintance have you with my Fortune! And how far would you be from that opinion, had you but once an account of my misfortune! I ſhall know them when you ſhall think good,</hi> replyed Megacles; <hi>but I ſhall not deſire it of you, till ſuch time as your own inclination ſhall inſpire you to give it me: for, the little time I have</hi>
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                  <hi>known you conſidered, I have conceived ſuch a reſpect for you, as permits me not to deal with you as I haply ſhould with ordinary perſons. That compaſſionate ſentiment, which you have for the miſerable,</hi> replyed the Unknown, <hi>you rather derive from your own vertue, than any thing you might have obſerved in my perſon, which is only the mark of Heavens Indignation, and a ball continually toſſed and bandyed by the inconſtancies of Fortune. And therefore aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure your ſelf, that the opinion I have conceived, and the reſentment I have, of this compaſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on you expreſs toward me, ſhould, no doubt, prevaile with me to make a diſcovery of my ſelf to you, rather than to any other perſon, if I might thereby convinoe you of the eſteem I have for you, and were I not obliged to ſecrecy out of other conſiderations then what concern my ſelf, You may judge of the truth I now tell you, by the poſture wherein you have ſeen me, and I doubt not but you are ſatisfied that he who contemns his life, as I have done, hath nothing to fear, as to himſelf, that might hinder him to diſcover himſelf. Till ſuch time then that I am at that liberty, I ſhall only tell you, that whatever incenſed Heaven, and the indeprecable deſtinies may have ever executed that were moſt in ſupportable, on a great number of miſera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble perſons, is fallen in ſuch manner on me alone, that neither the times of our Fathers, nor yet our own, could ever afford ſuch another example. And whereas you have ſeen divers per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons become unfortunate through the loſs of dignities, friends, eſtates, the affection, nay, and the perſons too of all that they could love in this World, you have in me a draught of all theſe, but a draught a thouſand times greater than your imagination can repreſent it to you.</hi>
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                  <hi>I have ever been of opinion,</hi> replyed Megacles, <hi>that your misfortunes were indeed extra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ordinary, and your ſoul hath appeared to me ſo great in the expreſſions I have ſeen thereof, that I immediately inferred it impoſſible as to ordinary ones. And yet I ſhall preſume to tell you that in the courſe of the World there have been ſeen revolutions ſtrange enough to raiſe up and encourage the moſt cruſhed hopes, and that ſeveral perſons out of the moſt dreadful abyſſes of misfortunes, have as it were in an inſtant flown up to the higheſt pitch of happineſs and glo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry. Who could have promiſed</hi> Marius <hi>in the midſt of his miſeries, that glorious change that happened in his condition? and who could have put him into ſuch a hope, as that out of the fenne where he had hid himſelf for the ſafety of his life, and out of the dungeon, wherein he had been expoſed to the mercy of thoſe that were ſent to murder him, he ſhould, within a few daies after, enter</hi> Rome <hi>in triumph, and be raiſed up to the ſame heighth of greatneſs whence be had before been caſt down?</hi>
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                  <hi>You find it no ſmal difficulty,</hi> replied the Unknown perſon, <hi>to meet in all our ages but with this one example, to prove the poſſibility of mans<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>return from misfortune to loſt felicities; but you may eaſily find an infinite number to demonſtrate how eaſie it is to fall from thrones into chains, and from ſame and happineſs into ſhame and miſery. So many Kings in</hi> Rome, <hi>drawn after Chariots, loaden with chains, and diſpoſed into priſons, and among the</hi> Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mans <hi>themſelves, the great</hi> Pompey, <hi>and the deplorable</hi> Anthony, <hi>furniſh us with examples of it ſufficiently dreadful. A man may endeavour to ſtruggle with Fortune by the aſſiſtance of vertue and a great courage, but not expect the return of her favours, when ſhe hath once withdrawn them by her inconſtancy: for this envious goddeſs is much more inclined, and ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject to pull down what ſhe had once built up, than to raiſe up what ſhe had once brought to ruin. Beſides, there are ſome happineſſes, and ſome misfortunes in our lives that have no dependance on Fortune, and wherein ſhe is very little concerned: and where as ſhe hath no power over mens inclinations, it were in vain for thoſe, whoſe greateſt happineſs ſhould conſiſt in the loſs of an affection, which they thought extreamly precious, to expect the return of it from Fortune, and it were fruitleſs for them any way to rely on her aſſiſtance.</hi> Sylla, <hi>who ſeemed to have made an allyance with her, and who might well attribute more to her indulgence then he could have done to his own vertue, enjoyed the continuance of her favours to the end with a more than ordina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry conſtancy; and that Greek Captain, whom ſhe in his dreams, preſented with Cities be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſieged in nets, acknowledged her ever for an aſſiſtant goddeſs. But neither of theſe two great examples ever ſought any other happineſs, or feared any other misfortunes then thoſe which are deriveable from her Empire, and ſhe might well be their principal divinity, ſince ſhe diſpoſed of all thoſe things that could raiſe in them either fears or deſires, and conſequently could make them either fortunate or unfortunate: but for my part, who, with all ſhe could take from me, have loſt what ſhe cannot reſtore me to, alas, To what god can I addreſs my ſelf? Or where ſhall I find either aſſiſtance or compaſſion, when both Heaven and Earth have conſpired againſt me?</hi>
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               <p>Theſe words fell from him with ſuch an expreſſion of ſadneſs, and yet he had uttered them with ſuch a grace, and in ſo obliging a manner, that <hi>Megacles</hi> had not only all the pitty that could be for him, but alſo all the admiration. He therefore omitted nothing of what he could ſay to him, that he thought might give him any comfort, and having, be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore he would ſtir out of the place, cauſed victuals to be brought in, he would not leave
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him till he had eaten ſomething. Which done, out of a fear he might be troubleſome to him, and a conſideration that reſt would do him much good, he left him, and went about thoſe things which his charge obliged him to look after, and particularly to take order for the bringing of victuals and other neceſſaries from <hi>Alexandria</hi> in order to their voyage, wherein he was to be ſo circumſpect as that the veſſel might not come thereby into any danger of being diſcovered. In theſe imployments and ſome other which he had had, the morning and better part of the day was ſpent; ſo that at laſt perceiving it was very late, and that the Princeſſes had not called for any thing, he went to their chamber-door, and ſent to entreat them that they would be pleaſed ſomething might be brought them to din<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner. It was much about the time that the fair <hi>Cleopatra</hi> had made an end of her long rela<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion; inſomuch that upon the ſollicitation of <hi>Megacles</hi> and their Women, they gave way that ſomewhat ſhould be brought them in, and took a little nouriſhment.</p>
               <p>About the end of their repaſt, the Princeſſe <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who ſeemed to have ſlumbered her ſelf into a deep recollection, gave a ſudden ſtart, and was as it were in a great trouble and diſturbance; but a little after recovering her ſelf, and fetching a ſigh from the bottom of her heart; <hi>Good God, Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to Artemiſa, <hi>how true is that which I told you this morning concerning the force of our imagination, and how certain is it that the remembrance which I ſtill have in my ſoul of the unfaithful and unfortunate Son of</hi> Juba, <hi>hath imprinted ſuch ſtrong idaea's of him in my mind, that if his countenance appears not to my eyes, his voice I am ſure ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ites my ears! Even at that very moment that you might have obſerved ſome altera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion in my countenance, I thought I had heard him diſtinctly very neer me, and ſeveral times this day, during the time of the diſcourſe I have entertained you with, this ſame deluded im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>agination of mine brought that ſound to my ears, and had almoſt put me out in my relation. I could not have believed that for an unfaithful perſon there ſhould have remained ſuch ſtrong impreſſions in my mind, but alas, how unconſtant ſoever he may have been, he is haply dead for my ſake, and by the bloud he hath ſhed by defending us againſt the Barbarians, he hath haply expiated part of the offence he hath committed againſt us.</hi>
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                  <hi>Introth, Siſter,</hi> replyed Artemiſa, <hi>whether he hath loſt his life in our cauſe and aſſiſtance, or that it hath been the pleaſure of the gods to preſerve him, as it is not impoſſible but it may be ſo, I cannot for my part, imagine he ſhould be unconſtant: and what hath appeared to me in order to his juſtification, hath had ſuch an influence over my belief, that I am ſtill of the ſame mind, and cannot forbear telling you, that I think him very innocent. Might it pleaſe the gods he were ſuch,</hi> replyed the afflicted Princeſſe, <hi>and were it the pleaſure of the ſame Gods that I had purchaſed the innocence you attribute to him, with the beſt part of my blood.</hi> But having pauſed a while, <hi>O vaineſt of wiſhes,</hi> continued ſhe, <hi>the pure effect of the tenderneſſe of my own heart! What advantage can I derive to my ſelf from his innocence? If he were de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtined to dye, ſhould it not be ſome ſatisfaction to me that his infidelity hath happened before his death, that ſo I might be capable of a comfort which I ſhould never have hearkened unto, had he dyed conſtant? And if on the other ſide he be living, when I conſider the wretchedneſs of my misfortune, and the captivity I now am in, which haply will never ſuffer me to ſee him again, am I not much leſſe unfortunate in that I have only my own miſeries to bewayle, than if, it being ſuppoſed he were conſtant to me, I ſhould be obliged to have areſentment of his as much as if they were my own? And yet all this notwithſtanding,</hi> concluded ſhe with a ſigh, (proceeding either from weakneſſe, or that ſhe had ſome reaſon for it) <hi>I cannot repent me of my wiſh, and I ſhould be glad, though haply it might coſt me my life, he were not uncon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant to me.</hi>
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                  <hi>I am very much of your mind as to that point,</hi> replied Artemiſa, <hi>and accordingly make it out of all queſtion, that of all the miſeries which it is in the power of Fortune to force upon us, there are not any but are more ſupportable to a heart ſenſible of a tender affection, than thoſe that proceed from that very affection, as being ſuch as are all directly levelled againſt the ſame heart that is wounded by them. There are in our ſoules ſeveral degrees of tenderneſſe, for they are not equally ſenſible of the happineſſes and unhapineſſes of this nature as of thoſe that proceed from other cauſes; nay I dare affirm, that while they have this impreſſion, they have no other conſideration of theſe later, than that they were aſſiſtances or obſtacles to thoſe which we look on as purely real and eſſential. Which granted, I can without any difficulty believe, that amidſt all the misfortunes which the juſt indignation of heaven may ſend upon us, the un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>conſtancy and infidelity of the perſon beloved, is the most indigestible, and most grievous and inſupportable, and, by a certain violence of aſſault, ſtorms that strength of mind which might poſſibly hold out againſt all other unhappineſſes. And you muſt on the contrary acknowledge, that amidſt all the miſeries through which our inexorable deſtinies will needs force us, the faith and constancy of the perſon we love, raiſes up our ſpirits into ſuch a height of conſolation and enjoyment of our ſelves, that during ſuch time as we make a strong reflection there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon,</hi>
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                  <hi>we are almoſt in an apathy as to all the reſt, all our ſenſibility being taken up by the other.</hi>
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               <p>
                  <q>Ah, Siſter, <hi>replies Cleopatra, fixing her eyes on</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>with a languiſhing, but withall an amiable look,</hi> how true is all you have ſaid, and conſequently how have you fully convinced me, that I am the moſt unfortunate perſon in the World, and that you are not unhappy at all, ſince that being expoſed to all thoſe misfortunes, which you have mentioned, and particularly to that which you acknowledge to be moſt inſupport<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able. I am deprived of that dear conſolation which might in ſome ſort alleviate them, and which the gods have been pleaſed to leave you. I muſt indeed confeſſe, <hi>replied Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa,</hi> that I ſhall never think my ſelf abſolutely miſerable while my <hi>Alexander</hi> is con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant to me: but I hope you are in the ſame degree of happineſſe, and cannot forbear telling you over and over, that I find more reaſon and probability in the circumſtances that make for <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> then in thoſe that make againſt him. And you ought to give me ſo much the more credit, Siſter, for that I ſpeak on the behalf of truth contrary to my own intereſt, and againſt my own quiet. Your intereſt, Siſter, <hi>ſayes Cleopatra to her,</hi> and what intereſt have you I pray in the fidelity of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> other then what our friendſhip obliges you to have? I am ſo much concerned in it, <hi>replies Artemiſa,</hi> that <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus</hi> is not much more himſelf. And this you might eaſily have imagined, though I have not ſpoken any thing to you thereof, ſince it is apparent enough, that, if, according to the preſumption you have of the inconſtancy of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> you ſhould once baniſh him your heart, the King my Brother, whoſe priſoners we are, and who loves you well enough as you have had ſufficient tryall, might conceive a little more hope from your neglect and oblivion of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> then if you ſtill afforded him a place in your affections. And if that alteration ſhould once happen, what fortune were comparably to mine, ſince I might hope to be two ſeveral wayes your Siſter, and to poſſeſſe my <hi>Al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>exander</hi> without any danger, and that with my Brothers conſent? And yet you ſee<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> Si<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, that this intereſt could not prevaile with me to ſpeak contrary to what ſeemed to me to be truth, and the innocency of of <hi>Corilanus;</hi> and all the fortune might happen to me ſhould it be otherwiſe, could not force me to diſguiſe my thoughts or betray the affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on I have for you.</q>
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                  <q>Your deportment in this buſineſſe, <hi>replied the Daughter of Anthony,</hi> ſpeaks you a Princeſſe nobly born, full of goodneſſe and vertue, and I conceive my ſelf obliged to you for this particular demonſtration of your friendſhip, much more then for all the others you might have given me. But ſince you have thought fit to make this overture to me of your ſelf give me leave, Siſter, to entreat you, by whatever is deareſt to your thoughts, to perſevere in that good intention, and I beſeech you, by all the good incl<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations you have for me, never to aggravate the miſeries of my captivite by ſuch diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſes as haply the King your Brother will oblige you to entertain me with on his be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>half. I ſhall not tell you, that, by his horrid cruelties as well towards my Brother as your ſelf, he hath rendred himſelf unworthy, both of the affection he expects from me, and the aſſi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>tance which he hopes you may afford him. Nor ſhall I adde to that; as I very well might, how that by the ſame cruelty, whereof I have been acquainted with the abo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nable circumſtances, both from the relations of <hi>Alexander</hi> and your own, he hath rai<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſed in my heart the greateſt horrour that may be for him, whence it comes that I look on him rather as a Tyger than a great King. But I ſhall not ſtick to tell you plainly, that, though his life were not ſtained with any baſe or reproachable action, though his man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ners and diſpoſition wanted not that mildneſſe and affability I ſhould require, though his perſon were more than ordinary amiable, and that to his ſingle Crown he could adde the <hi>Roman Empire,</hi> he ſhould never have any part in this heart, which I have once beſtow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed, and never can do a ſecond time. <hi>Coriolanus</hi> hath had the firſt ſpoiles of it, and ſhall carry them with him to the grave; whether he be living or dead, conſtant or inconſtant he onely ſhall have that advantage. And if, by his infidelity, I am diſpenſed from the af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection which I ought to have continued to the very laſt gaſp, had he perſevered in his; oram, by his death, diſengaged, as to him, of a friendſhip, which it is needleſs to ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve towards the ſhades, there is nothing can diſengage me from my ſelf, that is, from what I impoſed upon my ſelf, when I firſt ſubmitted to that innocent affection, and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſequently, nothing can ſet my ſoul at liberty in order to a ſecond choice, or into a condi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion to entertain any new impreſſion of love. Tis enough that the great <hi>Clcopatra</hi> hath once given way to love and been taken with the great perfections of the moſt amiable a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mongmen; but the juſtification which I might find for my former weakneſſes, would not haply be accepted for the latter. Expect not therefore from me, <hi>my deareſt Siſter,</hi> what I could not obtain of my ſelf, for my ſelf, though I ſhould pretend a greater intereſt it
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ſhould be ſo, than that which you repreſent, and imagine that there cannot be any feli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>city hoped from an affection contracted by ſuch extraordinary ways. To do you what ſervice I can with the King your Brother, and to oblige him to treat you with more civi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity, I ſhall conceal part of my reſentments, and the averſion I have for him; and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore you ought to be ſatisfied with me, when you ſhall ſee me do that for you which I ſhould never endure to do one minute for my ſelf, and conſider the violence I do my ſelf for your ſake, as no ſlight demonſtration of my Friendſhip.</q>
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               <p>
                  <hi>Artemiſa</hi> gave <hi>Cleopatra</hi> many thanks for the promiſe ſhe had made her to force her in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations upon her account, and begged her pardon for what ſhe had ſaid concerning her own concernments, and, in requital, made a proteſtation to her, that ſhe would never ſpeak to her more on the behalf of the King her Brother, and that ſhe had too great an e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſteem for thoſe reſolutions of fidelity and conſtancy which ſhe had taken, ever to be guilty of any deſign to oppoſe them.</p>
               <p>Thus were they engaged in diſcourſe, when of a ſudden they heard a very great noiſe in the ſhip, and not long after, that it was upon occaſion of the Kings coming into it. What lectures ſoever they might have read one to another of conſtancy, they both grew pale, and were a little ſtartled at this news, and looking one upon the other without ſpeaking, they were at a loſs as to all reſolution; yet ſo as that there might be ſome difference in their thoughts, and if the ſoul of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was burthened with a more lively grief, that of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa</hi> was ſubject to more fear. At laſt, <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whoſe courage was greater than that of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> was the firſt that brake forth into any reſolution, and looking on <hi>Artemiſa</hi> with a countenance that ſpoke ſomething of more confidence; <hi>Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>Let us rely on the aſſiſtance of Heaven in our misfortune, and in the mean time ſummon together all our vertue, and let us not forget the reſolution we have taken.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artemiſa</hi> had not the power to make her any anſwer, nor indeed had ſhe time: for im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediately thereupon their chamber-door being opened, the firſt thing they ſaw was the dreadful countenance of the King of <hi>Armenia.</hi> He was ſomewhat of a pale complexion, and lean'd, as he came along, upon one of his men; but his paleneſs was diſpelled at the ſight of that object by which he was enflamed, and he made a ſhift to forget all his weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs to get near <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who at firſt coming in was riſen from the place where ſhe fate.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> ſaluted her with abundance of reſpect, and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who was glad to continue him in that humour, and loath to force him to thoſe extremities, which ſhe might juſtly fear from a man ſo violent, returned him, though with a ſad and ſerious countenance, what was due to <hi>his</hi> quality from a Princeſs of <hi>hers.</hi> Before he ſpoke to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he caſt his eyes on <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who trembling for fear, had her eyes fixed on the ground, not having the confidence to look him in the face. The fear and confuſion he perceived her to be in, added not a little to his joy; but however, he thought fit to ſpeak to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> before he addreſſed himſelf to the other, and looking on her with a countenance wherein he endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>voured to moderate ſome part of his natural fierceneſs, and to take off ſomewhat of that which was moſt dreadful in him; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> my love forces me to waite on you, though the juſtice of the gods hath made you mine to be diſpoſed as I pleaſe; even in the late accident you might have taken notice of ſo much, and you ought to forget your own reſentments of it, out of a conſideration of the blood I have loſt to preſerve you. I ſhall never believe, <hi>anſwered Cleopatra,</hi> that it is to be attributed to the juſtice of the gods, that a free perſon, and one of my birth, ſhould become your Priſoner, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out any war, and contrary to the Laws of all Nations. You might have obſerved no leſs your ſelf in this very adventure, where it hath coſt you ſo much blood, and it is impoſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble they ſhould approve the unjuſt violence you do me, if they are, as it is believed, the aſſertors and patrons of Juſtice and Innocence. What violence, <hi>replies Artaxus,</hi> can he be ſaid to do you who caſts himſelf at your feet? Or wherein does he violate the Law of Nations, when he gives you a full right and abſolute power over both his Heart and his Crown? Do you imagine that this injuſtice is of the ſame kind with thoſe which the gods puniſh, and are you not afraid to incenſe them your ſelf, by entertaining ſo much averſion and animoſity againſt a King that adores you, and is ready to dye at your feet?</q>
               </p>
               <p>Having ſaid theſe words, he turned towards <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and looking on her with a little more mildneſs than ordinary, by reaſon of the preſence of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom he knew to have a horrour for his cruelties: <q>Well, <hi>Artemiſa, ſaid he to her,</hi> you ſee after what man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner Heaven hath proſpered your deſignes, and how it hath approved that the Daughter of <hi>Artabaſus</hi> ſhould forſake her Brother and her King, to run away with the Son of <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony.</hi> My Lord, <hi>replies Artemiſa, endeavouring to recover her ſelf a little,</hi> though my affection was, I muſt confeſs, very great towards <hi>Alexander,</hi> yet was it not ſuch as ſhould
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have obliged me to forſake you to follow him, could I have taken any other courſe to have ſaved his life, which you would have taken from him, and he ſhould have loſt for my ſake. This makes nothing for your juſtification, <hi>replies Artaxus;</hi> but you do not ſtand much in need of any, having ſound ſuch a ſanctuary in the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> The power ſhe hath over me diſarms the indignation I have againſt you, and I have no hatred for <hi>Alexander</hi> ſince I adore <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> In a word, your deſtiny is in her hands, and I ſhall not only pardon you the offence you have committed againſt me, but I ſhall further conſent to your marriage with <hi>Alexander,</hi> if <hi>Cleopatra</hi> will be but mine.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>It is not impoſſible, <hi>replies</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>not ſtaying for any anſwer from Artemiſa,</hi> but that we may find other means to get out of your power; and if they <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>aile us, we will fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>low thoſe reſolutions which the gods and our own courage ſhall inſpire us with. In the mean time, be not flattered with ſo fond a hope, as that <hi>Caeſar</hi> ſhould tamely ſuffer you, in his own dominions, and almoſt in his arms, to carry away a Princeſs that is one of his houſe, and under his protection; but on the contrary, aſſure your ſelf, that by ſuch a contempt of his authority you may ſtirr up ſuch a fire as may ſet your Kingdom all into a flame.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>
                     <hi>Caeſar,</hi> I queſtion not, <hi>replies Artaxus,</hi> will remember, that my Father hath alwayes ſerved him, and dyed in his cauſe, through the cruelty of your Father, who was his im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>placable enemy. I my ſelf, in my younger years, have drawn my ſword on his ſide againſt<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> 
                     <hi>Anthony,</hi> and if the children of his enemies are not more conſiderable to him than thoſe of his Friends and Allies, he will not think there is more injuſtice in the carrying away of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> than in that of <hi>Artemiſa. Artemiſa</hi> hath not been carryed away, <hi>replies</hi> Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>opatra, ſhe hath only fled away from your wrath, after ſhe had ſaved my Brothers life<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> It was her obligation to preſerve it, becauſe it was for her ſake that he had expoſed it to that ignominious death, which you had intended he ſhould ſuffer. And ſo after ſhe had thus acquitted her ſelf towards a Prince who was not unworthy of her, ſhe was con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent to follow him, and participate of his fortune in order to the ſafety of her life, which ſhe could not hope to have ſecure with you, after thoſe examples of cruelty which ſhe had ſo freſh in her memory.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Well, Madam, <hi>replyed the King of Armenia,</hi> whether <hi>Alexander</hi> carryed away <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa,</hi> or <hi>Artemiſa</hi> carryed away <hi>Alexander,</hi> it matters not; this is certain, that I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived the affront, in the very heart of my dominions; and that a Prince of the quality of <hi>Alexander</hi> had no ground in the World to go and remain incognito in the Court of a King, whom he knew to be his enemy, whether it were to gain the affections of his Siſter, or out of any other deſign which he might have had; and that there is not any Prince in the World, by whom he had not been ill treated upon ſuch an account. But though this reaſon, and the others I have already alledged of the intereſts and the ſervices of our houſe, ſhould amount to nothing with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> I am now to appeal to another power than his, and ſince I have ſubmitted my ſelf to yours, I ſtand in greater fear of your indignation than <hi>Auguſtus</hi>'s.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This he ſeconded with ſome other diſcourſe, after which, he deſired leave of her to ſit down, by reaſon of his wounds which had weakened him very much, and were not a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle troubleſome to him. <hi>Cleopatra</hi> laughed in her ſleeve at this pretended reſpect, and yet was not a little pleaſed to keep him in that humour, out of a fear he might break forth in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to diſorder, and accordingly not much care what violences he put in execution. Nor in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed was the deſign of <hi>Artaxus</hi> any other; it being impoſſible that his fierce and cruel na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture ſhould ſpend it ſelf long in fruitleſſe complyances! But he thought it his beſt courſe to diſſemble, while he was yet in a condition to fear all things, and out of that conſideration would not make uſe of his power, till ſuch time as he were come into his own Kingdom. In the interim, he had reſolved to do all that lay in his power to humour <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and omitted no humble ſubmiſſions, to make her forget, if poſſible, the averſion ſhe had conceived againſt him. He would needs have the ſhip hoiſe up ſaile at that very inſtant, though his Chirurgion had made it appeare to him, that the ſea was prejudicial to his wounds, and indeed on the other ſide ſome reaſon to fear he might be ſurprized upon that coaſt, by thoſe that were ſent out in queſt of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> He conceived, and that not without probabi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity, that he had not eſcaped ſo long, had it not been for the little likely-hood there was that thoſe who had carryed away <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſhould ſtay ſo neer <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dria.</hi> And indeed it was out of that very conſideration that thoſe who went in their purſuit, as well by ſea as by land, had gone the farther from the place where the fact was done. Beſides, the veſſel was ſo hidden by a Rock, which in a manner co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vered it, that on the land-ſide it could not any way be ſeen; and to prevent all ſuſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>picion
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from the ſea of its being that veſſel wherein were the Princeſſes, order had been taken, that neither they nor any belonging to them, ſhould at any time appear up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the deck.</p>
               <p>With this precaution, and theſe favourable circumſtances, <hi>Artaxus,</hi> not conceiv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing himſelf ſecure, would needs have been gone thence at that inſtant, when a wind, contrary to his deſigns, and conſonant to the wiſhes of the Princeſſes riſes at the ſame time; but a wind ſo contrary to the courſe they were to take, that it was thought impoſſible to get out of the river, while it blew with the ſame violence it had begun, nay there was ſome fear, that if they went out of the place where they were, wherever they had caſt anchor, it could not be ſo private as the other. The King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> exaſperated at this, railed at the gods and fortune for this misfortune, but after he had tormented himſelf for ſome time to no purpoſe, he was forced to give way, and to ſuffer the remainder of the day and the night fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowing to paſſe away in expectation of a change. In the mean time he was retired into a little chamber which they made a ſhift to dreſſe him up in the veſſel, where he thought fit to take his reſt for ſome time and have his wounds dreſſed.</p>
               <p>The two Princeſſes had ſoon notice of this favourable change of the wind, by <hi>Camilla,</hi> who had heard it from <hi>Megacles,</hi> and this wench, who was indeed very much eſteemed by her Miſtreſſe as well for ner vertue, as her many excellent qualities, after ſhe had told them the news with a countenance full of joy and cheerfulneſſe, <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>let us not deſpaire of Heavens aſſiſtance, and ſince it begins to declare it ſelf for us, let us be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve that its aſſiſtance will prove abſolute and effectual, and that it will never for ſake ſuch great and vertuous Princeſſes in ſuch a misfortune as you are in. I am very much inclined to hope it,</hi> my dear wench, <hi>replies the Princeſſe, and we ought to joyne our prayers together, to beſeech the gods to direct thoſe to the place where we are, who in all probability run up and down to our reſcue. There is no doubt to be made,</hi> added the fair Artemiſa, <hi>but that</hi> Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der <hi>will ſearch the World over in our purſuit; but he goes far enough to find us whi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e we are ſo neer the place where he loſt us; tis ſo much the more our unhappineſſes, and it will never be believed that thoſe who carryed us away ſhould make a ſtay at the gates of</hi> Alexandria. <hi>I am of your mind,</hi> replies Cleopatra, <hi>but theſe reflections avail us nothing, and all that lies up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us to do, is, to expect with patience what it ſhall pleaſe the ſoveraign diſpoſers of our deſtinies to do with us.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>While they were diſcourſing thus in their Chamber, <hi>Artaxas</hi> kept ſilence in his, un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe it were when that from his bed he gave orders for his voyage. <hi>Megacles</hi> gave him an account of that admirable unknown perſon whom he had relieved, and had diſpoſed into his bed, and ſpoke of him in ſuch manner as raiſed in the King a deſire to ſee him, up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the extraordinary relation which the other had made concerning him. But in regard that <hi>Megacles</hi> told him, that he was too weak and too much caſt down to be brought be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore him, in a time that he ſhuned the light, and hated life it ſelf, he reſolved to give him a viſit in the place where he was, after he had taken an houres reſt on his bed.</p>
               <p>Thus was he employed, when he ſees coming in to him, <hi>Ariſtus,</hi> and with him ſeven or eight men ſufficiently well armed, with fierce and ſavage countenances, and, in the head of them, he who ſeemed to be their chief, and had as little kindneſs in his looks as any of them, though he were very pale, and ſeemed to have laien in lately of ſome great ſickneſſe. The King at firſt ſight could not call the man to mind, not onely by rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of the alteration wrought in him by his ſickneſſe, as the change which ten ar twelve years had made in his countenance, it being ſo long ſince he had ſeen him. But <hi>Aristus,</hi> aſſuming the diſcourſe, and preſenting him to the King, <hi>This my Lord,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>is the famous</hi> Zenodorus, <hi>whom you have ſometimes ſeen in your own Court and in your Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mies, before the accidents that have happened to him, had obliged him to coast up and down the ſeas where he hath made himſelf ſo dreadful. I have met him again by a very strange chance, and in regard that I knew your Majesty hath had a great esteem for him, and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving that his ſervices and thoſe of the men that accompany him, (perſons much better ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted with theſe ſeas than any of your ſubjects) might prove advantageous to you in the condition you are now in, I though fit to bring him along with me, out of a confidence that your Majesty would take it well at my hands.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words <hi>Zenodorus</hi> continuing the diſcourſe, made himſelf fully known to the King, and <hi>Artaxas,</hi> who had not onely ſeen him many years before both in his own Court, and alſo in the King his Fathers, but had alſo a par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticular eſteem for him, and, at his coming to the Crown, had aſſiſted him in his
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marriage with one of the handſomeſt Ladies in all <hi>Armenia,</hi> called him to mind very well; and having entertained him with much kindneſſe, he aſſured him of his joy to ſee him again, and of his aſſiſtances as far as he were able, upon what account ſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever he might deſire them. <hi>Zenodorus</hi> returned him thanks with much reſpect, and proffered to ſerve him in his own perſon, and promiſed the ſervices of thoſe men that accompanied him with all fidelity. <hi>Artaxus,</hi> diſcovering his weakneſs by the paleneſs of his countenance, and having known him to be a perſon of a conſiderable rank, cauſed him to ſit down, and after ſome words expreſſing the reſpects he had for him; <q>Zenodorus, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> if you are aſtoniſhed to ſee me upon this coaſt, and in the poſture wherein you find me, I am no leſſe my ſelf to meet you in that condition wherein you appear to me. About the time of your departure from <hi>Armenia,</hi> while yet I was but young I heard thouſands of ſtories of you, and have underſtood ſince, that for theſe eight or ten years you have ſcowred the ſeas with ſeveral conſiderable ſhips of war, have taken many prizes, fought divers memorable fights, and grew dreadful beyond all the Pirates that ſound ſo much trouble to the Great <hi>Pompey.</hi>
                  </q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Tis very true, my Lord, <hi>replyed the Pirate,</hi> that I have done part of what you ſay, and that I have been feared as well on the main ſea, as in that where we now are. I was, not many dayes ſince, the richeſt of all the Pirates, and had gotten together riches enough, to forget all reſentment for what had been taken away from me to beſtow on <hi>Herod;</hi> but Fortune hath eaſed me of a great part of them. The late tempeſt, which lay ſo heavy on this ſea, diſperſed ſome part of my ſhips, the reſt have been taken by the Praetor of <hi>Egypt,</hi> and I have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived my ſelf upon this coaſt, a thruſt through the body, which left little hopes of life behind it, and yet I have with much ado recovered it, and by a mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>raculous aſſiſtance am brought into the condition wherein you now ſee me. What you tell me, <hi>replyed the King of Armenia,</hi> I am not only aſtoniſhed, but much troubled at, and if ever we come into <hi>Armenia</hi> again, I will furniſh you with thoſe ſupplies which you ſhall conceive neceſſary to reſtore your fortune to the poſture it was in before. But in regard I have heard a many ſtrange and won<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derful things of you, and that without any order or dependency, I ſhould be very glad to underſtand from your ſelf the accidents of your life, ſuch as are of greateſt conſequence, as may beſt ſuit with a ſhort diſcourſe, if it may be done without any inconvenience to you. I ſhall be no leſſe ſatisfied, my Lord, <hi>re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed Zenodorus,</hi> to give your Majeſty that demonſtration of my obedience and reſpects, and notwithſtanding the paleneſſe which is ſo viſible in my face, and proceeds meerly from the quantity of blood which I have loſt, I feel no in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>convenience that ſhall hinder me from giving you a relation of my adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tures, which were not haply worth your Majeſty's attention, were it not for one accident, which, being very remarkable, hath accordingly made no ſmall noiſe in the World.</q> With theſe words he came ſomewhat neerer the bed, and ſate in the place where the King had commanded him, and having cauſed his men to leave the room, <hi>Megacles</hi> received them, and lodged them with the others that were in the veſſel; ſo that having, by a little reſt, and ſome minutes of ſilence, prepared himſelf for the diſcourſe he was to make, he began it in theſe terms.</p>
               <div type="section">
                  <pb n="246" facs="tcp:62615:397"/>
                  <head>THE HISTORY Of the Pirate ZENODORUS.</head>
                  <p>I Shall not be ſo diſ-ingenuous as to deny, that in the life I have led for theſe eight or ten years, I have been forced to do many actions full of impiety, injuſtice, and cruel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty; that I have violated all manner of laws, and committed all manner of crimes: nay, that by the conſtant practice of them, I have contracted ſuch a habit of evil, as I ſhall haply find it no ſmall difficulty to reform my ſelf of. But I would withal, if poſſible, gladly perſwade your Majeſty, that a great part of the miſchievous inclinations which are grown ſo powerful within me, are rather the conſequences of my croſs Fortune than the effects of my own nature, and that, if the misfortunes that have happened to me ſince my departure from <hi>Armenia,</hi> had not exaſperated my diſpoſition, and corrupted my manners, I ſhould, as I had been born with great inclinations to vertue, have continued in the ſame eſteem and reputation that I was in when your Majeſty was pleaſed to honour me with more than ordinary ſavours and kindneſſes. I ſhall contract the diſcourſe of my misfor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunes as much as I can, as well becauſe I am unwilling to abuſe your attention, as that conſidering the condition your Majeſty is in, it were very unſeaſonable for me to ſpin out any over-tedious relation.</p>
                  <p>Your Majeſty hath heretofore underſtood that I was born in the Frontieres of <hi>Judaea,</hi> where the Fortunes of my Father were ſuch, that through the affluence thereof he had the means to purchaſe the eſtate of <hi>Liſanias,</hi> which was a ſmall portion of that Country en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dued with ſoveraign power, and without appeal to any other Monark than the empe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour. <hi>Liſanias</hi> had poſſeſſed it as ſuch for a long time; but at laſt, having, for certain weighty conſiderations, exchanged it for ſome other eſtate which my Father had, and ſome monies he had gotten together in the ſeveral employments he had gone through in the wars, my Father became the peaceable Lord of it, and I by that means came into a rank which rendred me the more conſiderable among my neighbours. I ſpent the firſt ſallyes of my youth in the Armies, and through the natural inclination I ever had to the wars, I gained therein ſome reputation. I was in that of <hi>Anthony</hi> againſt the <hi>Parthians;</hi> and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing not meerly a Souldier of Fortune, and minding Factions, I followed the Children of <hi>Pompey,</hi> againſt <hi>Auguſtus Caeſar:</hi> and among other ſervices, I was at that famous Sea-ſight that happened between <hi>Menas</hi> and <hi>Menecrates.</hi> That war receiving a Period by the ruine of young <hi>Pompey,</hi> I ſought out new employments elſewhere, viſited the Courts of divers Kings, and at laſt came to yours. You were then but about 15 or 16 years of age, and it was not long after the taking of the King your Father. He honoured me very much with his kindneſſes; but he being ſhortly after taken by <hi>Anthony,</hi> I had, in thoſe attempts which, young as you then were, you made to procure his liberty, and after<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards to revenge his death, the honour to follow you, in a very conſiderable employme<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> in your Cavalry; and I was ſo happy as to have it from your own mouth, that you were ſatisfied with my ſervices, and accordingly received thoſe preſents, and acknowledge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment from your liberality which I have had reaſon to celebrate ever ſince.</p>
                  <p>But beſides the inclinations I immediately conceived for a valiant and a grateful Pr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nce which engaged my ſtay in your Court longer than in all the reſt, another thing that de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained me there was the beauty of <hi>Eliſena.</hi> I ſhall not need tell your Majeſty, who re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>members it <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ell, as having ſeen her, that that Lady was one of the greateſt ornaments of your Court, that by her birth ſhe was one of the moſt con<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>iderable, and that in poin<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> of beauty and deſert, there was none comparable to her. A man cannot well imagine an<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <pb n="249" facs="tcp:62615:397"/>
thing more amiable, or more excellent than her face, but the advantages of her mind were no leſs admirable, and the reputation of her vertue was generally known through the whole Court of <hi>Armenia.</hi> Thouſands of perſons ſighed for that beauty; of which number, I had no ſooner ſeen her, but I became one. My love encreaſed from day to day, till at laſt, that paſſion became as violent in my ſoul, as ever it had been in any, though the moſt poſſeſſed by it. I entertained her with all the demonſtrations I could of it, with reſpect, earneſtneſs and aſſiduity; but ſhe ſeemed to be little moved thereat, and diſcovered very little reſentment for all thoſe expreſſions of love which ſhe received from all the reſt who made their addreſſes to her. She was endued with a vertue which nothing could ſhake, and was ſubject to a modeſt kind of ſeverity, which was proof againſt all paſſion. Her inflexibility at that time drew daily complaints from my mouth, and ſighs from my breaſt; but if I was troubled at the ſmall ſucceſs of my own ſufferings, I had ſtill this comfort left me, that the Fortune of my Rivals was in no better a poſture than my own, and that ſhe ſeemed not to incline to any choice, other than that which ſhe ſhould be ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viſed to by thoſe to whom ſhe ought her birth.</p>
                  <p>But, to be ſhort, my Lord, (why ſhould I abuſe your patience, by acquainting you with things that you know?) your Majeſty was pleaſed to employ your authority on my behalf, you ſpoke your ſelf for me both to <hi>Eliſena</hi> and her Friends. Inſomuch, that a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout the ſame time, news being come that my Father was departed this life, and that I was abſolute Lord of that little eſtate which he had dyed poſſeſſed of as a ſoveraign Prince, your Majeſty was pleaſed to further my intereſts, made appear the advantage of my al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lyance, and, to the confuſion of all my Rivals, though they were your own ſubjects, I carryed away the fair <hi>Eliſena</hi> and married her. The Nuptials were ſolemnly celebrated in <hi>Artaxata,</hi> and I had gotten into my poſſeſſion that beauty for whom I had ſuffered ſo much, and in the poſſeſſion whereof I found much more ſweetneſs than I had imagined to my ſelf. Alaſs! can I reflect on theſe things without dying, and, though my mind be grown brawny by reaſon of the accidents I have run through, and the barbarous employ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments wherein I have ſpent my life, Can I reſiſt the reſentment they ſhould produce in me? I became poſſeſſor of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> and with her of all the excellencies both of body and mind, that can be wiſhed in one ſingle perſon. Nay, what is contrary to what ordinarily hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pens, the poſſeſſion encreaſed my love, and through the more particular knowledg that I had of my <hi>Eliſena, I</hi> diſcovered a many excellent qualities which I had not obſerved be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore in their full luſtre. After I had made ſome ſtay in <hi>Armenia,</hi> I took leave of your Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jeſty, <hi>I</hi> departed, and carryed away my deareſt <hi>Eliſena,</hi> that ſhe might take poſſeſſion with me of that little eſtate which my Father had left behind him. I was there received as their ſoveraign, and began to lead the moſt pleaſant and delightful life that could be imagined. Thus far, my Lord, hath my life been known to you, thus far was it innoce<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t.</p>
                  <p>Now may your Majeſty be pleaſed to underſtand what hath happened to me ſince, and to have ſo much goodneſs for me as to charge my adverſe Fortune with ſome part of my crimes. In my little retirement with my <hi>Eliſena,</hi> I knew not what meant the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>ſt diſtur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bance from abroad, and enjoyed all imaginable felicity at home. My government, though of no great extent, was ſuch as I was content with, and though it were envyed by <hi>Herod,</hi> who was too powerful a neighbour for me, yet with the aſſiſtance and protection of ſome others, I could make a ſhift to maintain my own, the love I had for <hi>Eliſena</hi> having had ſuch an influence over me, that I had given over all thoughts of the wars, to which I had before ſacrificed all my inclinations. My amiable <hi>Eliſena,</hi> though ſhe had marryed me purely out of the compliance ſhe had for the commands of her Friends, yet had ever af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter ſo much accommodated her affections to her dutie, that ſhe had an extraordinary love for me, aſſoon as ſhe was convinced that ſhe ought to love me. Accordingly might it in a man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ner be ſaid that we were inſeparable, for that at all hours of the day, whether we ſtayed in the chamber, or w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nt a walking, or a hunting, whither I carryed her ſometimes, and in all manner of divertiſem<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>nts, <hi>Zenodorus</hi> was never ſeen without his <hi>Eliſena.</hi> Heaven it ſelf, I fear me, envyed our felicity: or, it may be, I was not born for that pleaſant kind of life, and thoſe who know me at this day, would find it no ſmall difficulty to imagine, I could ever ſpend my time as I did then.</p>
                  <p>The firſt year of our marriage was not yet run about, when, among thoſe perſons where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>of our little Court conſiſted, I took notice of a young man lately come thither, for ſanctu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ary, as he ſaid himſelf, againſt certain enemies that were more powerful than himſelf, who had forced him to leave thoſe places where he was born, and who, having been very courteouſly entertained among us, ſet up his ſtaff there. He was called <hi>Cleontes,</hi> and this I may truely ſay of him, that of all the men I ever met with, I never ſaw a handſomer, or a more gentile perſon, in all his actions, nor a more amiable in all that appeared outwardly
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of him. Suitably to theſe good endowments, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e immediately inſinuated himſelf into the affections of all the World, in ſo much, that there was no divertiſement appointed be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween perſons of either ſex, but the am able <hi>Cleontes</hi> was invited thereto. All the world courted him, all the world ſpoke well of him, and all the world were extreamly deſirous to oblige him. He very pleaſantly received thoſe demonſtrations of kindneſs and friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip which were rendred him: and though he ſeemed not to be above eighteen years of age, yet did he diſcover ſuch prudence and conduct in his behaviour, as is ſeldom in per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons of a far greater age. Yet was this particularly obſerved in him, that, ſlighting or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dinary perſons, nay indeed many Ladies, by whom he was not a little courte<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>, he enjoy<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed himſelf in no other converſation, but that of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> whom he accordingly honoured with his conſtant attendance. In ſo much that at laſt he got a haunt of viſiting her ſo of<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten, that he was in a manner perpetually in her company. And whereas it was none of the moſt inconſiderable perfections of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> that ſhe was admirable in matter of diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe, and that <hi>Cleontes</hi> was infinitely pleaſant in that kind alſo, they paſſed the beſt part of their time away with abundance of mutual ſatisfaction. Among all <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>e re<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t that per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived it, I took notice my ſelf of the great kindneſs and famili<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>rity that was between them, but at the firſt looked on it without the leaſt diſturbance, and out of the extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary opinion which I had of the vertue of <hi>Eliſen<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>
                     </hi> I not only harboured not the leaſt ſuſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cion of them, notwithſtanding all the complyances<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> ſervices, and conſtant addreſſes which <hi>Cleontes</hi> had for her, but alſo took notice, without the leaſt worm of jealouſie, that <hi>Eliſena</hi> looked very favourably on him, and diſſembled not the pleaſure ſhe took in his company beyond what ſhe did in that of divers other perſons that came to ſee her.</p>
                  <p>Several moneths were paſt and gone in this manner, before ever I conceived the leaſt ſuſpicion of the demonſtrations of friendſhip that paſt between them; and though I was indeed of opinion that their familiarity was greater than there ought to have <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>een between a perſon of the quality of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> and a man of the age and beauty of <hi>Cleontes,</hi> yet did I attribute their weakneſſes to their youth, and the friendſhip which <hi>Eliſena</hi> naturally had for perſons of good pleaſant wits. In a word, their manner of behaviour made greater impreſſions on other mens minds than it did on mine, and among the many perſons that conceived an ill opinion thereat, there happened to be ſome indiſcreet enough to act the part of the unlucky crow, and to bring me the tidings of my own unhappineſs<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> One a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bove all, a perſon I very much credited, egged on by an imprudent zeal, came to me on a day, and pumping, not without ſome difficulty, as I could perceive, for words wherein to dreſs his expreſſions the more modeſtly; <hi>My Lord,</hi> ſaid he at laſt, <hi>is it poſſible your vo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>luntary blindneſs ſhould be ſuch as muſt reduce your moſt faithful ſervants to a neceſſity of giving you thoſe diſcoveries of their fidelity which they cannot do without regret and violence to themſelves? Or are you reſolved not to open your eyes to ſee what is done againſt you, while it is yet in your power to remedy things by mild and gentile courſes, and that evils are not come to their extremities? Obſerve my Lord, after what manner</hi> Eliſena <hi>and</hi> Cleontes <hi>live together, and ſpare me the confuſion it will be to me to tell you what follows.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This was the diſcourſe of that indiſcreet perſon, which yet had this effect upon me, that I could not have been more caſt down, had I received a mortal wound. However I did what I could to ſmother the reſentment I conceived at his words, and thought it enough to tell the men, that we ought not to paſs our judgement ſo lightly of a thing that might <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> inno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cent; that I was confident of <hi>Eliſena</hi>'s vertue, and if, through the pardonable eruptions of youth, ſhe had been too familiar with, and too liberal of her company to <hi>Cleontes,</hi> I could not thence ſafely infer it proceeded out of any unjuſtifiable deſign or intention. This I ſpoke to him with a countenance wherein yet he might have obſerved ſome part of the effect of his own diſcourſe, and, having diſmiſſed my intelligence, I would be the more at liberty to make reflections on the knowledg he had given me of my own misfortune. It began to magnifie in ſuch manner to my apprehenſion, that my ſoul for ſome minutes was as it were in a tempeſt, and my mind over-caſt with ſuch clouds as darkened all its former light, the better to diſpoſe it to receive melancholy and fatal impreſſions. All that before had ſeemed ſo innocent to me, preſented it ſelf now to my thoughts under another form, and calling to mind all the occaſions upon which I had obſerved too great familiarity be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween <hi>Eliſena</hi> and <hi>Cleontes,</hi> I was aſtoniſhed at my own blindneſs, or rather inadvertency, and upon that came to my memory a hundred circum<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>tances which I condemned all as cri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minal. O ye gods, how did this fatal diſcovery eat into my heart, to make a place there for the greateſt grief it could be capable of! And what deplorable effects did that ſelf-tor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menting paſſion immediately produce there? This black impreſſion wrought a kind of Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tamorphoſis in me, inſomuch that I was become quite another man than what I was ſome daies before. Being thus convinced of my want of circumſpection, and conſequently of
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my misfortune, I railed at Fortune, I quarrelled with heaven, and I took any occaſion to diſcover my affliction. <hi>Is it poſſible,</hi> ſaid I, <hi>that one that is ſo dear to my heart, this great ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample of vertue and conjugal love hath ſo ſoon turned bankrupt as to all vertuous inclinations, and loſt all the affection ſhe had promiſed me? Or if ſhe never were vertuous, nor had any re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>al affection for her Husband, is it poſſible ſhe ſhould be ſo well read in the art of diſſimulation as to conceal it from a mans knowledge with ſo much artifice for ſo long time? How, can that</hi> Eliſena, <hi>to whom I had abſolutely ſacrificed my heart, that</hi> Eliſena, <hi>for whoſe ſake onely I love my life, prove unconſtant to me, and it may be, diſhonour me? O inexpreſſible cruelty of my deſtiny againſt which it cannot be expected my courage ſhould be able to reſcue me! O Heaven! O Fortune, what reſolutions would you have me to take? Shall I ever be able to hate what I have ſo affectionately loved; and from hatred can I proceed to revenge, againſt an object ſo dear to my heart, and that the only object of all my affections? But if I do not, I ſhall be inſenſible of the perſidiouſneſſe of an ungrateful woman; and can I with an unparalleld baſeneſs endure thoſe extraordinary affronts which muſt needs blaſt my honour for ever? Ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tred, Love, you that divide my heart between you, let either one or the other give place, and perſecute not my ſoul with perpetual uncertainties and irreſolutions.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Many dayes did I ſpend in theſe reflections and diſcourſes, while in the mean time my countenance began to change with my humour, and the alterations that happened, there, was ſo obſervable, that all the World took notice of it. <hi>Eliſena</hi> was one of the firſt that obſerved it, and by all demonſtrations and expreſſions of love took occaſion to diſcover the grief ſhe conceived thereat; but her carriage towards <hi>Cleontes</hi> was ſtill after the old rate. And whereas my <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ies were now much more open than they were before, and diſcerned all things after another manner then I had done in times paſt, methought, I could perceive in all her actions, ſo much tenderneſſe, and ſo much love for <hi>Cleontes,</hi> that I made it no more a queſtion, but that I was as unfortunate as I had imagined my ſelf. I ſaw the whole day in a manner was little enough for them to ſpend together; they had ever and anon ſome ſecret or other to communicate one to another, and when they were at too great a diſtance to ſpeak one to another, they diſcourſed by their eies: and caſt looks at one another that were more eloquent than any thing of converſation, and this to the obſer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vation of all the World as well as my ſelf.</p>
                  <p>This alteration ſeemed very ſtrange, inſomuch that all thoſe that had known <hi>Eliſena</hi> a little before could not without an exceſs of aſtoniſhment, make any compariſon between theſe fallies of lightneſſe and liberty and her former reſervedneſſe and modeſty. True it is ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vertheleſſe, that notwithſtanding all thoſe demonſtrations of affection that paſt between her and <hi>Cleontes,</hi> her carriage towards me was as it had been ever before, and I could ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver perceive either from her diſcourſe or her countenance, that there was any abatement or remiſſion in her love towards me, or that ſhe was leſſe taken with my perſon then at the firſt hour of our marriage. Her careſſes, and her inſinuations were ſtill the ſame, ſhe ſpoke with the ſame ſweetneſſe, and acted with the ſame complyance, ſave that ſhe did it not ſo conſtantly as in times paſt, that ſhe left me often to go and diſcourſe with <hi>Cleontes,</hi> and beſtowed on his entertainment the beſt part of thoſe houres which ſhe had before onely devoted to mine. At laſt, my grief was ſeconded and reinforced by my reſentment of thoſe things, and after I had been a long time ſad and melancholy, I became at length ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſperated, and ſtudying how to be revenged of <hi>Cleontes,</hi> I began to diſcover to <hi>Eliſena,</hi> how that her careſſes had not over me that influence they were wont to have, that I looked on them as the pure effects of artifice and diſſimulation, and that I felt my ſoul changed from the love I ſometime had for her, to the paſſion that was moſt contrary thereto. I gave o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver looking kindly on her, I took a bed by my ſelf, and by degrees forbore all diſcourſe with her.</p>
                  <p>She ſeemed to be as much troubled at this alteration as the moſt affectionate woman in the World could poſſibly be, and gave me all the demonſtrations of a grief as violent as any ſoul can be able to endure. She uſed all the inſinuation that could be, ſhe melted into tears, and omitted nothing, which ſhe could imagine might perſwade me that ſhe was re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally moved. In ſome intervals, I was extreamly ſenſible of thoſe expreſſions of her affliction, and thoſe imperious remainders of love that were yet left in my ſoul did partly produce therein the effect ſhe deſired; but a little after, through the cruel preju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dice that had taken root there, all was daſhed out again, and I had no more regard to what ſhe did then, as if it had been meer perſonation and ſycophancy. At laſt, after a many dayes ſilence, ſhe would needs force me to ſpeak, and having found me all alone in my chamber, whither I was often wont to retire ſince the change of my humour, ſhe runs to me with her face bathed in tears, and graſping both my hands, with an action full of earneſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe and paſſion; <hi>Ah, my deareſt Huſband,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>ſhall I be any longer unhappy,</hi>
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                     <hi>and not know the cauſe of my unhappineſſe? And will you by ſo many ſeveral expreſſions make it appear to all the World that I am odious in your ſight, and not acquaint me by what horrid misfortune I have loſt your affection? Am I leſſe worthy of it now than I have been formerly by reaſon of ſome defect which you have diſcovered in my perſon; or have I made my ſelf unworthy of it by any offence I have committed againſt you?</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>To theſe words ſhe added a many others, no leſſe earneſt, and preſſed upon me ſo far, that I could not forbear making her ſome anſwer. <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>methinks you take abundance of pains to expreſſe with your tongue that which hath no acquaintance with your heart, and if my quiet had been ſo dear to you as you would make me believe, you would not have utterly ruined it by your own cruel inconſtancy. 'Tis enough for me to be miſerable, and not that you ſhould aggravate my miſery by your diſſimulation, and you ought to be ſatisfied with what I have ſuffered hitherto, and not put my affection to greater tryalls.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Eliſena</hi> ſeemed to be extreamly troubled at theſe words, as I could eaſily obſerve in her countenance; but muſtring up all her ſtrength together to recover her ſelf, <hi>My Lord,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>it is not any change in me that diſturbs your quiet, or may have been the oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion of that which is happened in your ſelf. The gods are my witneſſes, that I am the ſame woman to you that ever I was, and that my life is innocent even to the leaſt thoughts. It is ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry ſtrange,</hi> replied I, <hi>that the thoughts ſhould be innocent when the actions are criminal, and that when they appear ſuch not onely to the eyes of a Husband, but to the eyes of a thouſand o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther perſons.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words were a little indigeſtible to <hi>Eliſena,</hi> ſo that ſhe took a little time to rumi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate upon them without making me any anſwer, but with the countenance of a perſon recollecting and examining her ſelf, to find out wherein ſhe had offended. At laſt, look<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing on me with an action which ſpoke ſomething of clearneſſe and confidence, <hi>Can it be poſſible,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>that the cauſe of my unhappineſſe muſt be no other than the demonſtra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of kindneſſe and friendſhip which have paſt between me and</hi> Cleontes! <hi>And knowing me ſo well as you ought to know me, is there any poſſibility that you ſhould perſwade your ſelf, that in the good entertainment I make him, there can be any thing criminal or unhandſome? The demonſtrations of your affection towards</hi> Cleontes, replyed I, <hi>are ſo publick and ſo re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>markable, that you need not pretend ſo much aſtoniſhment, that, when all the World had ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken notice of them, they ſhould at laſt come to my knowledge; and you ought to be ſo much the leſſe ſurprized at the effect they have wrought on my diſpoſition, if you but reflection the love I have had for you.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This proved another bone for her to pick, ſo that ſhe could not make any anſwer there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to till that ſhe had been ſilent a good while, with an action that diſcovered her uncertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and loſſe of reſolution. At length, lifting up her eies, which ſhe had all the time before faſtened on the ground, and directing them on me with a countenance much more ſetled and ſerene than before: <hi>My Lord,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>when I recollect my ſelf, and call to mind things that are now paſt I much acknowledge, that there hath been ſome want of prudence in my carriage, and if I have committed any fault, no queſtion but it hath been out of the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſe of confidence which I have had in your love. I cannot deny but I have entertained</hi> Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ontes <hi>with very great demonſtrations of a particular eſteem, nay, I confeſſe that I have ſtill abundance of reſpects for him, as well upon the account of his own worth, as for other reaſons which oblige me thereto, and which I ſhall acquaint you with, when you ſhall give me leave to do it: but I call all the gods witneſſes of my innocence, and deſire them to ſend me ſome exem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plary death before your face, if ever I have injured you as much as in the leaſt thought, or ever diſcovered in</hi> Cleontes <hi>any deſign or intention that you might condemne. I freely give you leave to take away my life, if in proceſſe of time you find not my words true, and will accord<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ingly be ſorry for the injury you have done me. In the interim, I conjure you to reſtore <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> your affection, the loſſe whereof is much more inſupportable to me then would be that of my life. And ſince you have not taken it away from me but upon unfortunate apparences, which rather argue my imprudence than bad intentions, I ſhall make ſuch proviſion againſt the like for the future, that you ſhall not have the leaſt occaſion to ſuſpect me.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>This was the diſcourſe of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> but uttered with ſo much aſſurance and ſerenity, that I began to be perſwaded ſhe might be innocent; whereupon that love whereof there were ſtill ſome remainders in my heart ſpeaking to me on her behalf, with as much force as her words, diſpelled by little and little ſome part of my ſuſpicions, and if it could not ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolutely clear them, and make it a bright day in my mind, it did at leaſt put me into ſuch a poſture, as that I was willing to hearken to what it ſuggeſted to me for her advantage, and to expect her juſtification from time, in ſtead of condemning her from what was paſt. I immediately acquainted her with all the tranſactions that paſt in my ſoul, promiſing, that in caſe I ſhould find her as innocent as ſhe would perſwade me ſhe was, I ſhould love her
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with the ſame paſſion that I had ever had for her, and ſhe entertained that promiſe and aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſurance with ſuch demonſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>r<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>tions of joy, that I could not at that time ſuſpect her guilty of any artifice.</p>
                  <p>From that day ſhe began to live after another rate with <hi>Cleontes,</hi> that is, with much more reſervedneſs and diſtance than formerly; ſhe forbore all ſecret meetings, and pri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vate diſcourſes with him, and entertained him no otherwiſe than as civility required, that ſuch a perſon as <hi>Cleontes</hi> ſhould be. This alteration occaſioned a change in my humour, and I began to recover the reſt I had a long time wanted, and was convinced that <hi>Eliſena,</hi> having been a little extravagant through the imprudent ſallies of youth, had by the ſtrength of her own vertue and good advice recovered her ſelf. I alſo, for my part, carryed my ſelf towards her as I had done formerly, and expreſſed my love to her with the ſame earneſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs as I had done, before my mind became diſordered by jealouſie.</p>
                  <p>This laſted for ſome months, during which time we lived together with as much delight as can be imagined: but not long after, the ſame perſon who had made the firſt diſcovery to me, came again to tell me of certain kind and amorous looks, and other circumſtances whence he concluded there was a ſecret intelligence between <hi>Eliſena</hi> and <hi>Cleontes.</hi> Now my diſpoſition being before prepared for impreſſions of this nature, I entertained them much more eaſily than at the firſt time, and obſerving my ſelf, that there was a certain vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence in that reſervedneſs of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> I fell into my former humour, and that ſo violently, that I was likely enough to faſten on any deſperate reſolution.</p>
                  <p>When <hi>Eliſena</hi> was ſenſible of the alteration ſhe ſoon took notice of in my countenance, and would know the reaſon of it, I anſwered her with nothing but bloody reproaches, and the paſſion I was then poſſeſſed with, furniſhed me with all the words I could deſire upon ſuch an occaſion. <hi>Eliſena</hi> heard them with much patience, and at laſt, when I had given over ſpeaking, joyning iſſue in the diſcourſe with abundance of reſolution, but a reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion ful of modeſty, and the demonſtrations of that confidence which is ever the attendant of innocency: <hi>My Lord,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>I thought I had reduced my ſelf to ſuch a behavi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>our towards</hi> Cleontes <hi>as you expected, and was of opinion, that I had entertained him no otherwiſe then I ought in pure civility to do. But ſince I have been ſo unhappy, either through my ill fortune, or my imprudence, there is now no diſpute to be made of it, but the occaſion muſt be removed, for the correſpondence which is between</hi> Cleontes <hi>and me, is not of ſuch conſequence, as that we ſhould thereby purchaſe the danger and inconveniences which are the effects thereof. I ſhall not therefore tell you that I will not ſee</hi> Cleontes <hi>any more, or that I will never ſpeak to him again. No, this is not ſecurity enough for you, while</hi> Cleontes <hi>ſhall continue in your territories; no, he muſt not tread your ground; and though it ſpeaks a cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain barbarouſneſs and inhumanity, to force away a perſon from the place where he had taken ſanctuary againſt a malicious fortune, yet is not it conſiderable in compariſon of the miſchiefs which his abode here hath already, or hereafter, may occaſion. I will therefore take it upon me to ſend him hence ſo as he ſhall never return again, and after the term that you ſhall appoint for his departure is expired, I promiſe you that neither you, nor I, ſhall ever ſee him more.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words of <hi>Eliſena</hi> gave me ſome ſatisfaction, though I think ſhe diſcovered ſome violence when ſhe made that propoſition to me, and ſo, reſolved to grant it her. <hi>Well Madam,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>if you expect that you and I ſhould live together in any quiet, there is a neceſſity that</hi> Cleontes <hi>ſhould be ſent away. His longer abode here may haply involve us into ſome misfortunes which we ſhall do well to avoid, when it lies in our own power to do it; and therefore I ſhall intreat you to diſpoſe him to leave us within eight dayes, that is the long<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt day I can afford him to provide for his departure, and to find out ſome other place for his refuge, and that time once expired, I beſeech you let ſuch order be taken that he may never be ſeen in our dominions again. I promiſe you to do it,</hi> replies Eliſena, <hi>and I ſhall take oc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>caſion this very day to acquaint him therewith, and endeavour what I can to have things ſo carryed, as not to raiſe among our Neighbours any ſuſpicion of the true cauſe of his depar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture,</hi> With thoſe words ſhe went away and left me, but as ſhe took leave, ſhe ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſed ſo much affliction in her eyes, that it was eaſie for me to judge, through the con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtancy which ſhe ſo much affected, that it was not without a ſenſible regret that ſhe was in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>duced to diſpenſe with the company of <hi>Cleontes.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>The next day I ſaw them ſpeaking together, and I perceived they were very earneſt in their diſcourſe, and, in their geſtures and looks, diſcovered much ſadneſs. But conceiving all to be in order to his departure, I bore with their converſation, at that time, as alſo what they had in my preſence the day following, during which time <hi>Cleontes</hi> took leave of his friends, alledging certain reaſons to them for his ſo ſudden leaving of them. The ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venth day, which was juſt that day before his departure, guided by ſome unfortunate ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nious,
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and my own malicious fortune together, I would needs take a walk in my Garden. And being deſirous of ſolitude, and at that very time reflecting on the uncertainty I was in as to what I ſhould believe of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> finding appearances of all ſides, as well to de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monſtrate her affections to me, as to ſatisfie me of her infidelity, I went aſide from thoſe that followed me, and leaving them ſome in one of the faireſt knots of the Garden, and o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thers in the more ſpacious walks, I went into thoſe that were moſt private and ſolitary, and ſo continued my walk in the moſt remote parts of the Garden. At the furtheſt end of the Knot, before mentioned, there is a little handſome Grove, and in divers places of the Grove, Arbou<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s made of the boughs of trees plaſhed together. Coming near that which which lies at the greateſt diſtance, I heard the noiſe of ſome people talking, and going for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ward ſtill to come yet ſomewhat neerer, and liſtening with much attention, I could diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cern the voice of <hi>Eliſena.</hi> The privacy of the place bred a little worm in my brain, and I immediately ſuſpected there might be ſome unhandſome action committed; and not wil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling to let ſlip an opportunity; ſo favourable for the diſcovery of the truth, I crept ſoftly between the trees, and coming near the Arbour with ſo little noiſe that I was not heard, I put my head cloſe to the branches whereof it was made, and finding an eaſie paſſage for my ſight, I preſently perceived all that was done in the Arbour. O ye gods, what a ſpectacle, with what object were my eyes unhappily ſmitten with! I ſaw, my Lord, ſince I muſt rip up theſe doleſul paſſages of my life, I ſaw <hi>Cleontes</hi> ſet upon a little table that ſtood in the middle of the Arbour, holding <hi>Eliſena</hi> ſtanding between his leggs, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſing her with his armes, while he was as amorouſly embraced by thoſe of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> and at the ſame time both giving and receiving thouſands of kiſſes from him. Sighs, tears, and bemoaning empreſſions were the burthen of their carkaſſes, and reciprocally wiping off one anothers tears, they reiterated their kiſſes with ſo much love, that a perſon, the leaſt ſubject of any in the World to ſuſpicion, would never have been <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> but that there might be yet a further familiary between perſons ſo paſſiona<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>. Fo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> my part, I made not the leaſt queſtion of it, and from that fatal ſpectacle, concluding my unhappineſs un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deniable, I gave way to the rage then gaining ground upon me, and <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> moment to conſult upon the reſolution I was to take to revenge my injured love, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> the loſs of my honour. I ſeldom went any where without my ſword, &amp; as ill fortune would have it, I had it then about me. I drew it, tranſported with fury, and running to one of the doors of the Arbour with ſo much haſt, that thoſe two amorous perſons had hardly the time to break off their kiſſing; <hi>You muſt dye, baſe perfidious wretches,</hi> cryed I, <hi>you muſt dye,</hi> and putting my fury in execution upon the firſt object that offered it ſelf, it ſelf, it fell upon the unfortunate <hi>Eliſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>na,</hi> whom running with my ſword in at the breaſt, there needed not much ſtrength to force it in up to the hilts. <hi>Cleontes</hi> had the time to get out at one of the doors of the Arbour, &amp;<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> had got away as ſoon as he ſaw me appear with all the ſpeed he could make: but the unfortunate <hi>Eliſena,</hi> who ſtood neereſt to me, receiving the mortal wound, fell down at my feet in a torrent of blood, &amp; <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s ſhe fell, faſtening on my knees, ſhe held me ſo, that I could not get off from her to run after <hi>Cleontes.</hi> In the mean time <hi>Eliſena</hi> expiring, ſtrove as much as ſhe could to ſpeak, and with abundance of difficulty made a ſhift to bring forth theſe words. <hi>Zo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nodorus,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>thou haſt ſpilt innocent blood, which will cry out for vengeance a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt thee; but far be it from me to deſire it of the gods, and I forgive thee my death, which my own imprudence, and thy want of recollection hath brought me to: thou wilt find that I have not injured thee, and therefore content thy ſelf that thou haſt taken away my life, and meddle not with</hi> Cleontes, <hi>who is............</hi> She would have ſaid ſomewhat elſe, but ere ſhe could bring it out, both voice and life had taken their leaves of her.</p>
                  <p>This ſpectacle, you may well imagine was deplorable enough to move me to ſome pit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, and the love which I had formerly had for <hi>Eliſena,</hi> whom I ſaw expiring at my feet, beautiful even in her paleneſs, and, amidſt the very looks of death, as amiable as ever ſhe had been in her life, muſt in all likelihood force me to ſome compaſſion. But rage and fury being grown predominant over my ſoul, and I looking on the loſs of my ho<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nour as a thing infallibly certain, and from the laſt words of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> when ſhe recom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mended unto me the life of <hi>Cleontes,</hi> and ſeemed ſo indifferent as to her own, drawing no other concluſion than that of the exceſſive love ſhe had for him, my fury derives new ſtrength from that cruel confirmation, and leaving the body of <hi>Eliſena</hi> in the hands of her Women, who were come in at the noiſe, out of a place where they waited hard by, I purſued <hi>Cleontes,</hi> with the ſword all bloody in my hand, that way that I had ſeen him run away. He was gotten far enough from me, and I ſhould have found it no ſmall diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culty to overtake him, if at the ſame time a noiſe had not been ſpread about the Garden, that <hi>Eliſena</hi> was dead. At this unhappy, news <hi>Cleontes</hi> ſtayes, not deſirous to ſave his
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life after the misfortune which he had been the occaſion of, as I came into the Knot of the Garden, I ſaw him coming towards me, tearing his cloaths, pulling his hair, and fil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling the place with his lamentations. Inſtead of avoiding my ſword he would run upon the point of it, and preſenting his naked breſt to me, he therein received the mortal thruſt which ran him through and through. After he had gone two or three paces backward ſtaggering, he fell down at the feet of a <hi>Diana</hi> of Alablaſter, which ſtood at one of the corners of the Knot, and as he fell embraced it: <hi>Goodeſſe of chaſtity,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>receive this life which I offer up to thee, and if I ſtain it with my blood, thou knoweſt it is pure and in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocent.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>There was ſomething in theſe words that ſeemed ſo mild, and withall ſo mournful, that the better part of my fury was thereby abated; and while a many perſons were running to the place where I was, the expiring <hi>Cleontes,</hi> turning his eyes from the ſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tue, and faſtening them on me: <hi>Barbarous man,</hi> ſaid he to me, <hi>hope not that the gods will pardon thee the death of the innocent</hi> Eliſena, <hi>though I forgive thee mine, and ſince I have not life enough left me to convince thee of her innocence, acknowledg it upon the ſight of what I had never ſhewn any man, and which thou of all mankind art the moſt unworthy to ſee.</hi> With theſe words, contracting together all the ſtrength he had left, he made a ſhift to open, or to tear that which covered his ſtomack, and by diſcovering to us a neck and breaſts, whiter then the Alablaſter which he embraced, eaſily ſatisfied us that he was a <hi>Wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Artaxus</hi> interrupting <hi>Zenodorus</hi> at this paſſage; <hi>Heavens!</hi> Zenodorus, ſaid he to him, <hi>what is this that you relate to me, and what an unfortunate adventure was this of yours? Till now, though there were things deplorable enough in your relation, yet had I not been moved to compaſſion at any, and I thought there was ſo much reaſon in all proceedings that I could not bemoane the diſtiny of two perſons whom I conceived worthy the chaſtiſement they received at your hands. But theſe laſt words of your relation having changed the whole ſcene of the adventure, and though there lies no more guilt on you then there would have done, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ad it been otherwiſe, yet I muſt confeſſe you are ſo much the more to be pittyed.</hi> You may very well think it, my Lord, replyed <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> and with the ſame labour comprehend ſome part of what I was not then able to expreſſe. At that ſight, that fatal ſight, that fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tall and too ſlow diſcovery, I was in a manner more like a dead carkaſe then thoſe I had deprived of life; and not able to oppoſe all the paſſions which then made their ſeveral aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſaults on my ſoul with as much violence as can be well imagined, nor expreſſe them by word<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>, I was almoſt grown immoveable and ſenſeleſſe in the arms of thoſe perſons that were about me. I apprehended my ſelf at the ſame to be the murtherer of two Women, of two beautiful and amiable perſons, and two innocent perſons, whereof one had been my own Wife, whom I had loved as dearly as my own ſoul, and the other meerly upon the account of compaſſion had already raiſed in me an affection towards her. This demonſtra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion of the innocence and fidelity of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> did at the firſt reflection on it ſtick a ſword in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to my heart, much more cruel than that wherewith I had pierced her breſt, and the ſight of that unfortunate perſon, now no more <hi>Cleontes,</hi> but one of the handſomeſt Ladies in the World, wounded my ſoul with the moſt violent affliction that it is capable of: Certain it is, that ſome other perſon, endued with a greater tenderneſſe of mind than I, who have ever been of a fierce and harſh diſpoſition, had not ſurvived ſo deplorable an acci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dent, and yet, ſuch as I was, I really felt in my heart whatever a lively and piercing grief can have in it of torment.</p>
                  <p>After I had recollected my ſelf for ſome time in the hands of thoſe perſons who had taken away my ſword from me, as having gathered from the fury of my looks, that it was not unlikely I might do my ſelf a miſchief<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> I drew neerer to that expiring Lady, making ſigns to others to endeavour to help her, when perceiving my intention, <hi>Stand away, cruel man,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>and come not neer me. Thy aſſiſtance is more hateful to me then the death thou haſt given me, and ſince the unfortunate</hi> Eliſena, <hi>whoſe death I have unhappily been the occaſion of is no <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> 
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>iving, oppoſe not the laſt demonstrations of the friendſhip I had for her, and ſuffer <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> to expire without any other regret than that of having ſacrificed to my misfortune, a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> ſo vertuous as ſhe was. O</hi> Eliſena, Eliſena, <hi>ſince my last kiſſes proved ſo fatal to thee<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> learn among the dead, where I am coming to enjoy thee again, that I was <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> to ſurvive thee, and that I run after thee to continue among the ſhades that frien<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ſhip which was ſo dear to us here.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>As ſhe uttered theſe words, ſhe ſaw paſſing by the body of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> which they were carrying out of the Garden, and at that ſight, crying out louder than her weakneſſe could bear, ſhe withal ſent out her laſt breath in the arms of thoſe that were come about to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve her. Among thoſe that came immediatly after, a young Gentlewoman that ſerved
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her, and who after her example diſguiſed her ſex by mans cloaths, caſting her ſelf upon the body as ſoon as ſhe could get neer it, made the aire echo again with her cryes and her lamen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tations, and did a many things worthy compaſſion; which I was not in a condition to take notice of, for that at the ſight of the body of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> which they had very indiſcreetly cauſed to be carryed cloſe by me, I grew abſolutely ſenſeleſs and diſtracted, and was con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veyed away and caſt upon my bed, where I was carefully looked after, out of a fear I ſhould have fallen into deſpaire. When I had a little recovered my ſelf, I ran to the place where they had laid the body of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> and giving it thouſands of kiſſes with an affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on equal to that I had for her at the beginning of our unfortunate marriage, I did all that lay in my power to dye neer her, and have a thouſand times ſince wondred, that my grief alone ſhould not be ſtrong enough to do that which no doubt I ſhould have done with my ſword, had I been left at liberty. Her innocency and her vertue being then but too too well known to me, I became a continual prey to that remorſe, and thoſe implacable fu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ries which unmercifully torment the ſoul; and, looking on my ſelf as a Dragon, or ſome horrid monſter, I made againſt my ſelf the moſt terrible imprecations, that a man could make againſt his moſt inveterate enemies.</p>
                  <p>From the body of <hi>Eliſena</hi> I went to that unfortunate companion and partaker of her death; and though I had not had any affection for her while ſhe lived, yet had the unhappineſſe of her deſtiny ſuch an influence upon me, and ſhe had appeared to me ſo amiable, even in the laſt minutes of her life, and in the laſt words ſhe ſpoke, that my ſoul was poſſeſſed by ſomething greater then compaſſion, and I was no leſſe liberal of my tears for her death, then for that of <hi>Eliſena.</hi> When I was ſo far recovered, as that I could apprehend any thing was ſad to me, I was very deſirous to know who ſhe was: and the Gentlewoman that had waited on her and who after her death had no reaſon to conceal what ſhe had kept ſecret while ſhe lived, being brought before me, though ſhe could not look on me without hor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rour and deteſtation, and being informed what my deſires were, gave me this account of her, <hi>Since you are ſo deſirous to know,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>who this unfortunate woman, whom you have put to death, was, I ſhall ſoon ſatisfie you to your ſorrow, for with that you ſha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>l know what enemies you have raiſed your ſelf by your crueltie, She was born among the</hi> Par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thians, <hi>of an extraction that is equally noble with any of the ſubjects of</hi> Phraates, <hi>and was al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lyed on both ſides to the Illuſtrious Family of the</hi> Arſacides. <hi>Her name was</hi> Arteſia, <hi>and her beauty ſuch, when it appeared in its meridian luſtre, under cloaths ſuitable to her ſex, that the World can afford but few comparable to her. She hath neglected it very much ever ſince, and indeed hath had no great reaſon to be much in love with it, becauſe it hath proved the occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion of all the misfortunes that hath happened to her. Being brought up about the Queen, as a Princeſſe that could claime ſome kindred to her, and having in a ſhort time diſcovered to the whole Court, as well the beauty of her countenance, as that of her underſtanding, ſhe was there generally beloved; but indeed much more than ſhe deſired to be, inſomuch, that the a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miableneſſe of her perſon having enflamed</hi> Phraates <hi>with an affection towards h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>r, ſhe became accordingly the object of his cruel perſecution. She endured the torment of it for ſome time with an admirable vertue, and endeavoured to ſmother the extravagant inclinations of the King, by all thoſe wayes which in any other ſoul might have produced that effect. But her modeſty and reſiſtance adding to the eagerneſſe of the Kings love, he would at laſt needs come to violence, and without any conſideration of the nobleneſſe of</hi> Arteſia's <hi>bloud, which was no other than a branch of his own, he laid a deſign how to put his wicked reſolutions in execution upon her. This vertuous Lady, whoſe Father had been dead many years before, deſtitute of all protection againſt her King, and that ſuch a King, as to whom, after he had put to dea<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap> his own Father, all crimes ought to be eaſie and familiar, had no way but to flye, to deliver her vertue from that tempeſt, and there being no way for her to conceal her ſelf from ſo great a King, but by diſguiſing her ſex, ſhe put on mans cloaths, and cauſing me to do the like, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> onely me along with her in her flight, and two ancient men-ſervants of her Fathers, whoſe f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>
                        <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delity ſhe was confident of. After ſeveral journies to and fro, wherein ſhe had ſtill inviolatly kept the ſecrets of her adventure, ſhe at laſt came into your territories. It was not her deſign<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap> make any long ſtay therein; but ſhe immediately charmed by the vertue of</hi> Eliſena, <hi>and in pr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>
                        <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſe of time coming to a perfect knowledge of her, and conceiving her a perſon with whom ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap> might ſafely enter into ſolid friendſhip, and in whom ſhe might repoſe a great confidence, ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap> diſcovered her ſelf to her, acquainted her with her Fortune, and revealed to her what ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap> had ſo carefully concealed from all the World.</hi> Eliſena <hi>entertained theſe demonſtrations of her affection and confidence with an admirable goodneſſe and offered her all the aſſiſtance th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap> lay in her power. This was meerly the effect of her generoſity as to a ſtranger; but not long after, the vertue and excellent endowments of</hi> Arteſia <hi>having wrought their effect on the ſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rit of</hi> Eliſena, <hi>as thoſe of</hi> Eliſena <hi>had upon that of</hi> Arteſia, <hi>it became the cement of ſuch a</hi>
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                     <hi>perfect friendſhip between theſe two amiable perſons, that the preſent age could hardly have furniſhed us with a nobler example. The mutual demonstrations which they gave thereof one to another, with leſs circumſpection than perſons, whoſe intentions are criminal, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                           <desc>•••</desc>
                        </gap> w<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>nt to obſerve, raiſed jealouſie and ſuſpicions in you, inſomuch, that upon the first <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> you made thereof, they conſulted together, and conſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                           <desc>•••</desc>
                        </gap>red whether <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap> were ſafe to diſcover the truth to you, and acquaint you with the ſex and <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> of</hi> Arteſia. <hi>But after <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap>,</hi> Eliſena <hi>her ſelf thought it not either ſafe or ſeaſonable, and k<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                           <desc>•••</desc>
                        </gap>ing that you <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> ſome fear of the power of</hi> Phraates, <hi>and that your <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>trarchy <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ying <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>e<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>r <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> E<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>p<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>r<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>, it con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerned you very much to hold a good correſpondence with him, did not <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> that ſecret ſhould be communicated to you, as being in ſome <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap>, th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap> either <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> obliga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion upon</hi> Phraates, <hi>or to avoid the occaſion of making him your <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                           <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                        </gap> diſcover to him that</hi> Arteſia <hi>was in your power, and haply have ſent h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>r back to him. The ſincere friendſhip which</hi> Eliſena <hi>had for</hi> Arteſia, <hi>inſpired her with that fear, which in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed became ſo great afterwards, that upon your relapſe into jealouſie, and the ſecond diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>coveries you made thereof, ſhe choſe rather to be deprived the ſight and company of her friend, than that you ſhould be acquainted with the ſecret of her life, and conſequently ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe it to any danger. This ſeparation could not but occaſion a violent grief on both ſides, inſomuch, that when you unfortunately took them in the Arbour, they were taking their laſt leaves one of another, with th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ſe demonſtr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>tions of friendſhip which proved ſo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> to them. You are but too well acquainted with what followed, I deſire to be excuſed as to any further diſcourſe with you, and your leave to return to that body which I ſo much loved when living, to render it my laſt ſervices, and to take ſome courſe for the carrying of it away out of<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> cruel country, and, ſince it is now beyond all fear of the violences of</hi> Phraates, <hi>diſpoſe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>t a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mong the monuments of her Fathers.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Such was the diſcourſe of the deſol<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>te Gentlewom<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n, whereby coming to underſtand as well the extraction, as vertue of <hi>Arteſia,</hi> I felt <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap>, which I thought violent enough before, aſſuming new ſtrength torment me the more. I was in a per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>petual poſture of ſighing and ſobbing, which being pe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t up in the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ranies of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> forced out their way with the greater violence, bringing forth with them words ſo <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="4 letters">
                        <desc>••••</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful, that it raiſed a certain compaſſion in all thoſe<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> who upon <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> of my miſtake had conceived a horrour for me. I continually <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> upon <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> of <hi>Eliſena</hi> and with that of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> I oftentimes brought out th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> of <hi>Arteſia,</hi> whoſe lamentab<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> adventure I was no leſs troubled at, then I was for the loſs of my Wife, whom I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> thought ſo amiable, and accordingly ſo dearly loved.</p>
                  <p>I ſhall not tire you, my Lord, with <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>edious diſcourſes of my complaints, or with r<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lations of all thoſe things which I did for ſome dayes, during the extravagance of <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> affliction, and ſhall only tell you, that thoſe who know me at this preſent, and <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> what courſe of life I have led for theſe many years together, would not <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> lieve the ſtrange effects it wrought in me. The Gentlewoman, who had waited <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <hi>
                        <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>
                        <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſia,</hi> and her two ancient ſervants, having cauſed the body to be embalm<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> 
                     <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> away into their own Country; and that of my <hi>Eliſena,</hi> was diſpoſed into a <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> nument which I cauſed to be built for her. I viſited it every day, and ſpent <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> in waſhing it with my tears, embracing the cold Marble, and doing <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 span">
                        <desc>〈…〉</desc>
                     </gap> which ſufficiently diſcovered my love, melancholy, and deſpaire. There was no<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing from which I could derive any comfort; in the day time I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> the ſociety o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> men, and in the night, me-thoughts I ſaw perpetually at my bed<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> he<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>, the unfortunate images of <hi>Eliſena</hi> and <hi>Arteſia,</hi> ſhewing me their wounds, and loading me with the moſt bitter reproaches that might be. During theſe imaginations, I was many times in a manner diſtracted, inſomuch, that in time, if I were not grown abſolutely m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>, I was at leaſt ſo far gone, that I had nothing of mildneſs, nothing of a ſociable humour left in me. By degrees I became more and more ſavage, and barbarous, much more than I was na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turally inclined to be, and out of an imagination I had, that all the World ought to abhorre me, I began to abhorre all the World. Accordingly, from that time all things fell out contrary to my expectations, and my crime was ſuch, that Fortune declared her ſelf my enemy as well as men. The King of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> who was infinitely troubled at the death of <hi>Arteſia,</hi> immediately reſolved to ruine me, and <hi>Herod,</hi> who watched all occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſions to poſſeſs himſelf of my Tetrarchy, to joyne it to his own dominions, whereof he conceived it ſhould be ſome part, having no pretence of war againſt me himſelf, pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moted underhand the deſignes of the <hi>Parthian</hi> King, gave a paſſage through his Country, to the Army he ſent againſt me, and ſupplyed them with proviſions, out of hopes of get<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ting my eſtate into his hands.</p>
                  <p>Things fell out, in a manner as they had deſigned they ſhould, ſo that I, who in the height and favour of fortune, had not been able to oppoſe the forces which the King of the
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                     <hi>Parthians</hi> ſent againſt me, could hardly, in the misfortune, I was fallen into, loſt as to friends, courage, and all things, make any reſiſtance againſt them. The <hi>Parthians</hi> forced me out of my country, and <hi>Herod</hi> having gotten it into his hands upon ſome treaty there had paſt between him and <hi>Phraates,</hi> he not long after went and begged it of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> alledging that he had ſome intereſt in it, during the time that <hi>Liſanias</hi> was in poſſeſſion thereof. It was beſtowed on him, and he was put into poſſeſſion thereof by the Emperour, who ſent <hi>Soſius</hi> to ſettle him quietly in it, and who accordingly maintained him therein, a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the pretentions of the King of the <hi>Parthians.</hi> This was the occaſion of the diffe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rence wherein <hi>Phraates</hi> was ſo much exaſperated againſt <hi>Herod,</hi> and which bred the war that hath happened between them ſince, and which was begun by <hi>Phraates</hi> not long after the carrying away of <hi>Phaſela,</hi> and old <hi>Hircan.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>In the mean time I made a ſhift to get away with a certain number of ſhips, deſtitute of all friends and ſupply, nay indeed loſt as to all things; for having applyed my ſelf every where for aſſiſtance, all proved ineffectual, all denyed me. Inſomuch, that, my mind ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>exaſperated by the conſtant malicce of my Fortune, I became loſt as to all vertue and mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rality; and thence out of an aſſurance I had that all the World were enemies to me, I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>came an enemy to all the World. While my grief, for the loſs of <hi>Eliſena</hi> continued ſtrong upon my ſpirits, I was but little troubled at the loſs of my Eſtate, and Friends; but when time had wrought ſome abatement of it, I could not, without indignation and rage, look on the change of my condition, and ſee <hi>Herod</hi> poſſeſſed of all I had, and ſo powerful through the authority of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who maintained him in it, and there was but little probability of ever getting it out of his hands.</p>
                  <p>This put me upon reſolutions of getting that elſewhere which had been wreſted out of my hands at home, and having yet a number of ſhips under my command, I began to make a Sea-war; firſt againſt thoſe only that had taken away my Eſtate, and afterwards againſt all Nations, without any choice or diſtinction of parties. I had gotten with me my Nephew <hi>Ephialtes,</hi> as valiant and daring a perſon, as ever followed this courſe of life, who contributed much to the carrying on of my deſign; inſomuch that when I had by a great number of rich priſes, got together abundance of wealth, I bought more ſhips, and ſo reinforced my Fleet, and lur'd in a many Souldiers, who found better ſervice and pay in our war, than they would have done in any lawful one. In fine, I became ſo power<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful, that I had ſquadrons of ſhips on all Seas. Having made <hi>Ephialtes</hi> my Vice-Admiral in thoſe parts of the Sea, which admitted not of any communication by Sea, we went and met by Land, having Horſes and private retreats for that purpoſe. So that of a deſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>late man, and one that in all probability ſhould have ſpent his whole life in weeping over a Tomb, I became terrible and dreadful to all Nations, the terrour of all that had any buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs with the Sea, and famous for thouſands of Prizes, which had made me the richeſt of all the Pyrates that ever were. This courſe of life have I led for theſe ten years very neer, and yet I ſhall not entertain you with the moſt conſiderable actions I have been en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaged in, not only becauſe it would require a long relation, ſuch as poſſibly might prove very troubleſome to your Majeſty, but alſo for that I am confident you have already had ſome account thereof, and have, not without aſtoniſhment, heard of the ſeveral changes of my Fortune. I ſhall therefore only tell you, that during the ſpace of ten years, that I have followed this trade, there hapned not any thing memorable unto me, in compariſon of what hath come to paſs within theſe few days upon theſe very coaſts, there having in a manner at the ſame time, fallen into my hands, two of the moſt beautiful preys that the whole univerſe can afford. And this I am confident you cannot but acknowledge, when I have told you that in two days time, I had in my power and diſpoſal the fair <hi>Cand<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                           <desc>•••</desc>
                        </gap>,</hi> Queen of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> and the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa,</hi> the only daughter and heir of the great King of the <hi>Parthians.</hi> I took the Queen of <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> juſt at the mouth of the <hi>Nile;</hi> and this ſoul of mine, which ſince the death of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> had not entertained the leaſt impreſſion of love, nor ever thought it could have been capable of any, remitted ſome part of its Forces, upon the firſt view of that Princeſs, and, by degrees, became abſolutely ſubject to her Beauties. I was ignorant both of her name and quality; and yet love made me at firſt ſlight the proffers ſhe made me of a conſiderable ranſome, and when afterwards ſhe told me that ſhe was Queen <hi>Candace,</hi> I would not abſolutely believe what ſhe ſaid, out of an imagination that ſhe might take that name upon her, purpoſely to keep me within thoſe terms of reſpect which ſhe perceived I ſhould not be long able to obſerve. During that uncertainty, I did all that lay in my power to perſwade her to my will, and having found all the waies I took ineffectual, I hoped at laſt to effect my own ſatisfaction, by making uſe of the power I had overher, when that during the ſpace of one night, which I had allot<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted her to fix on ſome reſolution, this Princeſs, daring above her ſex, and beyond all ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample
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ſet my ſhip on fire, which broke forth in ſeveral places, and caſt her ſelf into the ſea within ſome few ſtadia of this river. You may well imagine what an aſtoniſhment I was in when it came to my knowledge that I had loſt her in that manner. I made the beſt ſhift I could to repair the breaches which the fire had made in my ſhip, that I might the ſooner make after her into this river, whither I conceived ſhe might get upon planks, with the aſſiſtance of ſome men, who had caſt themſelves over-board at the ſame time with her.</p>
                  <p>We were very buſie a mending of our ſhips, when it was the pleaſure of Fortune, (to make me ſome requital for the former loſſe) to ſend me a veſſel, wherein was the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſe of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> which having with much adoe eſcaped wrack in the great tempeſt that had been, and being not furniſhed with men to maintain her, came and <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>aſt her ſelf into our hands. We boarded her without any great difficulty, and the firſt thing I was entertained with, was the ſhouts of certain ſlaves, whom I found to have been my ſouldi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ers, and ſome of thoſe that I had left <hi>Ephialtus.</hi> They preſently gave me an account of the death of my Nephew, and pointing to a perſon that ſtood neer the Princeſſe, they told he had been his murtherer. I caſt my eyes on the man, and not withſtanding the admira<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble things I could obſerve in him, yet was I reſolved his life ſhould be ſacrificed to the <hi>Manes</hi> of my Nephew, whom I had ſo dearly loved, and thereupon cauſed the points of all our ſwords to be tu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ned upon him. But good gods, how ſtrangely did he behave him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf! for paſſing through our armes without any fear, he comes up to me, takes hold of me by the midle, and caſt himſelf into the ſea, with me in his arms. I was relieved and taken up again by my own men, not without much difficulty; but when I had recovered the danger, caſt up the water I had drunk, and put on other cloaths, the preſence of a Beauty which all the World might admire, but that ſeemed orewhelmed with an inſup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>portable grief, could not make me forget her, who may be ſaid to have ſet my heart a fire as truely as ſhe had done my ſhip. And thereupon reſolving to follow her living, or find out her dead body about this river, I came hither, and landed with thirty of my men, leaving the fair prize I had taken in my Veſſel, under the care of a Lieutenant whom I truſted her with. I wandred up and down the river-ſide all that day, and could not make the leaſt diſcovery of what I ſought, and the nextday, after I had ſpent ſome part of the day in the ſame enquiry, and having divided my men into ſeveral parties, in order to vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſit more places, I came at laſt, accompanyed onely by two of them, neer a ſpring, where I ſaw two men engaged in a furious combat. They were both perſons of an admirable goodly preſence, their arms rich and magnificent; but there was nothing comparable to the valour wherewith they fought, but the animoſity they expreſſed in the combat: One of the two had upon his armes, which glittered with gold, the <hi>Roman</hi> Eagle ſpread in di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers places, and thoſe of his adverſary remarkable for certain Lyons, cauſing me to ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve his ſtature and action, I at laſt diſcovered him to be the ſame perſon that had caſt himſelf over-boord with me in his arms, and whom I had given over for drowned.</p>
                  <p>I was at a loſſe what I ſhould do upon this occaſion, when, notwithſtanding the atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion whereto it might be thought the combat obliged him, he caſt his eyes towards me; and immediately calling me to mind, he retreated a little before his enemy, and having ſaid ſomething to him, which I could not here, he left him, and fell upon me with as lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle mercy as a bird would on his prey. I was aſtoniſhed at the violence of his proceeding, but though I had then no other arms about me but my ſword, yet I ſaw there was a neceſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty I ſhould put my ſelf into ſome poſture of defence. When I ſaw falling dead at my feet up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the dealing of but two blows, my two companions, who had ſet themſelves before me; I muſt needs confeſſe, that this ſudden execution frightned me a little, and ſeeing my ſelf without arms, to engage with a man armed all over, I was afraid to meet with him, and ſo made away from him as faſt as ever my horſe could carry me. I rid a great way, fly<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing ſtill before him, and he had very neer overtaken me, when coming into a pleaſant val<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ley, I met with a perſon on horſeback; very ſumptuouſly and richly armed, who ſecured me from him, and in the very ſame place had I a ſight of the admirable Princeſſe, whom I ſought after. I was not a little encouraged at this happy adventure, but being not in a condition to carry her away without ſome aſſiſtance, I returned to my companions, and having met with ſome of them, I came back again along with them into the Valley, and with their help carryed away the fair <hi>Candace,</hi> on horſeback. Tis true, the greateſt part of my ſouldiers, were killed by thoſe valiant men that engaged with us at our coming into the place, inſomuch that I had but one about me by that time I got to the river ſide. Here it was that I was ſatisfyed as to the inconſtancy of Fortune, who had treated me ſo odly in one and the ſame day; for my ſhips were all gone, and caſting my eyes toward the ſea, I ſaw them at a good diſtauce, making as much ſaile as they could away. However I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolved
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not to quit my prize, and accordingly carryed her into a Wood that was hard by, in ſpight of all the reſiſtance the could make. At laſt having made a ſhift to get from me, while I was upon the point of recovering her again, I was ſet upon by divers men on horſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>back, and being run through with a ſword, I fell down to the ground with very little hopes of life. That Souldier of mine who had followed me, ſaw me fall at a good diſtance from the place; and when our enemies were gone away with the Princeſs, he came back to me, meeting in his way with another party of his companions, which I had ſent ſome other way, and had not been engaged in the fight we had had. They were extreamly caſt down to ſee what condition I was in, and perceiving there were ſome remainders of life in me, they carryed me to a poor Country-mans houſe, not far from that place. This man was ſent into the City for a Chyrurgion, having before engaged himſelf to keep all things ſecret, and my men having put them both into hopes of extraordinary rewards for the good they ſhould do me, they have accordingly done as much for me as I could have de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſired them. I had about me both money and jewels to engage them to fidelity and atten<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dance, and I muſt confeſs, they have done all things with ſo much good ſucceſs and ſecre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cy, that they have brought me into the condition you now find me in, without the leaſt diſcovery of any thing.</p>
                  <p>During the time I remained at that houſe, ſuch of my men as had gone ſeveral times to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> purpoſely to ſee what news were ſtirring, brought me word that <hi>Candace</hi> was in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> that it was the Praeteor himſelf that had wounded me, and that the very ſame day thoſe whom he had ſent to Sea had taken my ſhips, killed all the reſt of my men, together with my treacherous Lieutenant, and recovered the Beauty I had left with him, who had diſcovered her ſelf to be <hi>Eliſa,</hi> Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians.</hi> Till then had I been igno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>norant who ſhe was; but had learned <hi>Candaces</hi> name from her own mouth, as I told you before, though my people told me, that ſhe was not known in <hi>Alexandria</hi> for any other then a Lady of great quality, born in <hi>Aethiopio,</hi> and one whom it was thought the Praetor was fallen very deeply in love with. In a word my Lord, having loſt my ſhips, my men, and the noble prizes I had taken, with the aſſiſtance I have happily met with, I am got<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten into the condition wherein you ſee me, and this very day, as I was thinking of my departure from that houſe, <hi>Aristus,</hi> ſeeking out where there were any proviſions to be ſold, comes in. We had been heretofore very intimate friends, and, notwithſtanding the alteration, which ſo many years muſt needs have made in our faces, yet after we had looked a good while one upon the other, we called one another to mind, we embraced, and af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter we had enquired one after another what accidents or occaſions had brought us into theſe parts, he told me, that your Majeſty was hereabouts, and made me believe that my own ſervice, and that of theſe men I have left me, might be worth your acceptance, and con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tribute ſomewhat to the furtherance of your deſignes. Whereupon I thought my ſelf ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged to follow him, which I did with the greater joy, for that it gives me ſome occaſion to ſatisfie you, that even in the midſt of my misfortunes, notwithſtanding all the changes I have run through, nothing hath been able to force out of my memory the reſentment of your goodneſſes, or the deſire I have, by all the ſervices it lies in my power to do you, to acknowledg them.</p>
               </div>
               <trailer>The End of the Third Book.</trailer>
            </div>
            <div n="4" type="book">
               <pb n="261" facs="tcp:62615:403"/>
               <head>HYMEN'S <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR, Loves Maſter-piece. Part. IX.</head>
               <head type="sub">Lib. IV.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>
                     <hi>The King of</hi> Armenia <hi>acquaints</hi> Zenodorus <hi>how he had brought away the Princeſſes</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>tells him what deſignes he had upon them, and is encou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>raged in his enterprize by the</hi> Pirate. Artaxus <hi>is ſet upon by an</hi> Egyptian <hi>Veſſel, for the deliverante of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and is like to gain the Victory, when an unknown perſon that was in</hi> Artaxa's <hi>ſhip, awakened by the noiſe, comes in to the relief of the</hi> Armenian, <hi>and forces the</hi> Egyptian <hi>to retreat. Having ſecured the Victory, he is known by</hi> Cleopatra <hi>to be</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>whereat ſhe is almoſt di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtracted. Upon her reproaches to him for the diſſervice he had done her, he ſwounds, but ſoon after recovers, pleads his ignorance, and the innocency of his intentions. To expiate his crime, he undertakes to deliver her out of the hands of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>who thereupon ſets his men to kill him, but upon the mediation of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>he is proffered life and liberty. He refuſing both, is again ſet upon, kills</hi> Ariſtus, Zonodorus, <hi>and divers others, and keep all in play ſo long, till a ſhip of</hi> Alexandria <hi>coming in queſt of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>comes to his relief, The ſhips being ready to cloſe,</hi> Artaxus <hi>threatens to kill the two Princeſſes, whereupon the</hi> Egyptian <hi>Veſſel, wherein were the Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces,</hi> Alexander <hi>and</hi> Marcellus, <hi>dares not fasten to the other.</hi> Artaxus <hi>would have put his barbarous deſign upon the Princeſſes in execution, but is miraculouſly prevent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed by</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>who thruſting him to the other ſide of the ſhip, ſets himſelf before the Princeſſes.</hi> Marcellus <hi>taking his advantage upon that interval, boards the</hi> Armi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nian. Alexander <hi>would have killed</hi> Artaxus, <hi>but, upon the mediation of</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>forbears; yet he, ſcorning life from an enemy, falls upon his own ſword.</hi> Coriolanus <hi>is charged with, and, at laſt informed what his ancient infidelity to</hi> Marcellus <hi>and</hi> Cleopa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tra <hi>was, promiſes to clear himſelf, and is promiſed to be restored to</hi> Cleopatra<hi>'s affection.</hi> Marcellus, Alexander, <hi>and the two Princeſſes return to</hi> Alexandria, <hi>whither the body of</hi> Artaxus <hi>is brought by</hi> Megacles, <hi>who in his way ſet</hi> Coriolanus <hi>aſhore, to find out ſome means to approve himſelf a faithful lover and ſervant of</hi> Cleopatra.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>THis was the concluſion of <hi>Zenodorus</hi>'s diſcourſe, and when he had given over ſpeak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> acknowledged his obligations to him for the proffers he had made him of his Services, and by way of requital promiſed him, that, as ſoon as they were arrived in <hi>Armenia,</hi> he would furniſh him with all the aſſiſtance he could deſire, either to reſtore him to his Eſtate again, that he might ſpend the reſt of his life in quiet, or put him to Sea in as good a condition as he had been in ſome daies before. <hi>Ze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nodorus</hi> told him on the other ſide, that it was neither prudence nor ſafe for him to make any ſtay in <hi>Armenia,</hi> becauſe of the Friends of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> who could not look on him with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out a certain horrour, and therefore he relied more upon the hopes he had put him into,
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of his furtherances in that courſe of life which he was reſolved to follow. <hi>Artaxus,</hi> who by this unexpected ſupply was twice as ſtrong as he had been before, in men, not onely well verſed in Sea-affaires, but much acquainted with thoſe coaſts, was not a little glad of the adventure: and out of a deſign of engaging <hi>Zenodorus</hi> the more to ſerve him, he thought it not amiſſe to diſcover to him all that had paſſed, how things then ſtood, and related to him the manner how he had brought away the Princeſſe <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> &amp; how that his intentions were to carry them to <hi>Armenia</hi> as ſoon as the wind ſhould ſerve.</p>
               <p>The Pirate was infinitely pleaſed to ſee a King fallen into that courſe of life which he had followed for ſo many years, and being almoſt out of himſelf for joy that he had ſuch a com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panion, he encouraged him in his enterpriſe, and promiſed him ſucceſs in it, or that he would periſh in his Service. Theſe two ſoules, neer of the ſame making, were extreamly glad at this renewing of their acquaintance, but <hi>Megacles,</hi> a perſon of a quite different diſpoſiti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and one that could not without a certain regreet endure the violences of his Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſter, looked on the Pirate with horrour, and had ſhed many teares at the unfortunate adventure of the deplorable <hi>Eliſena.</hi> Having therefore taken his reſt (which he ſhould otherwiſe have done out of a conſideration of his indiſpoſition) during the whole time that this relation had laſted, <hi>Artaxus,</hi> thinking it long ſince he had ſeen the Princeſſe <hi>Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>opatra,</hi> roſe up from his bed, and was going to her chamber. But before he was got<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten into it calling to mind that vertuous unknown perſon in whoſe commendation <hi>Megacles</hi> had ſpoken ſuch great things, and though he were of a cruell nature, yet upon the account of his courage, which indeed was very great in him, having a certain eſteem ſer noble and generous perſons, he would needs give him a viſit, and ſo went to the place where he was in his bed. The unknown perſon lifted himſelf half up at his coming in, for having heard the word King often ſpoken of in the veſſel, out of an imagination that he might be the King himſelf who did him that civility, he received him with abundance of reſpect, and with as great demonſtrations of cheerfulneſſe, as might be expected from ſo deep a me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lancholy as he then groaned under. The place was ſomething dark, and the day almoſt ſpent; but it was not long e're torches were brought in, by the light whereof the King ſoon diſcovered the gracefulneſſe of the unknown perſon; which raiſed in him not onely aſtoniſhment but much reſpect for him. The firſt diſcourſe he made to him, was to ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſe how much he was ſatisfied with the aſſiſtances he had received from <hi>Megacles,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peating ſome part of thoſe proffers which <hi>Megacles</hi> had made him before: and the unknown perſon o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> the other ſide, though he entertained them not as one that had any intention to make advantage of them, yet acknowledged how great an obligation he had laid upon him, and did it in ſuch termes and with ſuch a grace as raiſed no ſmall admiration in the <hi>Armeni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>an.</hi> Having underſtood by the account <hi>Megacles</hi> had given of him, that he was a perſon much inclined to Vertue, he though it not fit to let him know any thing of his carrying a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> as conceiving he might not approve of it, whence it may be inferred that Vertue hath this advantage, that even in the perſons of the miſerable, ſhe raiſes a fear of her ſelf in the moſt happy and moſt powerfull. He told him that he had to his no ſmal ſatisfaction underſtood, that ſince his coming into the ſhip, he had loſt ſome part of that a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſion which he had for life, or at leaſt that he would not prove his own executioner as he had intended the day before. The unknown perſon made him anſwer, that as to matter of Life, it was no dearer to him then it had been, when he had endeavoured to rid himſel<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap> of it; but that having called to mind certain obligation that lay upon him, to continue it till ſuch time as he ſhould be diſengaged from it, he had reſolved to make one attempt more to meet with ſome opportunity to do it, and conſequently not die with a regreet of having omitted any part of his duty.</p>
               <p>That diſcourſe ended, the King asked him whether he would goe along with him, in a voyage he intended to make with the firſt fair wind, or if he had no inclinations to that, whe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther he had in ſome other deſign any occaſion of his aſſiſtance? The unknown perſon made anſwer, that not able to imagine how he could do him any ſervice by reaſon of the deſpicable condition whereto fortune had reduced him, and ſatisfied on the other ſide that being unſerviceable he muſt needs be troubleſome, he made no proffers of his company, but entreated him, that, e're they ſet ſaile thence, he would order him to be ſet ſomwhere a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhore.</p>
               <p>Some further complements paſt between them; but at laſt the King remembring where he was to go, and impatient to ſee the Princeſſe, put a period to the diſcourſe, and having left the unknown to his reſt, which he ſeemed very much to want, he went to the chamber where <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was. He came to her with a countenance wherein through the Love it diſcovered, was viſible ſome part of the diſcontent he was in; and not able to diſſemble the occaſion of it: <hi>All things, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>are c<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
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                  <hi>to me, all things oppoſe me, while you are againſt me, nay, the winds themſelves, which ſeem to depend of another power than yours, will never turn to do me any ſervice while I am hateful in your ſight. You may thence alſo infer,</hi> replied the Princeſs, <hi>the injuſtice of your deſignes, ſince that where there is a want of the aſſiſtance of men, the very Elements fight a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>againſt you. We muſt not alwaies, replied</hi> Artaxus, <hi>meaſure the juſtice of the intentions by the eaſineſs of the obſtacles which we meet within the execution of them; and if you lay that down as a general rule without any exception, you muſt conſequently reconcile</hi> Fortune <hi>and</hi> Vertue, <hi>who are ſeldome found to be very great Friends. I am of your mind as to that,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plies the Princeſs, <hi>and if Fortune did take part with justice, and afford her aſſiſtances to Vertue, 'tis out of all queſtion that you had been e're this puniſhed for the violence you do me, o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> at leaſt I ſhould not be your Captive. Ah, Madam,</hi> ſaies the King of Armenia, <hi>do not call her my captive, who her ſelf hath me in chaines, and diſpofes of me with a ſeveraign power! I pray give me leave only to diſpoſe of my ſelf,</hi> ſaies Cleopatra, interrupting him, <hi>ſince that there's no Law in the world that gives you any power over me. The Laws of Nations,</hi> replies Artaxus, <hi>are of much leſs authority than thoſe of Love, and it is only to theſe latter, that men, ſuch as we are, that like ſo many ſtars of the greateſt magnitude, are of the higheſt quality, ought to ſubmit themſelves. By this law of Love, whatever my paſſion puts me upon, is juſtifi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able, and all that I could alleadge, as concerning the affronts and injuries I have received from your houſe hath much leſs of argument in it than this imperious reaſon.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>It was with no ſmall trouble that <hi>Cleopatra</hi> endured, not only the diſcourſe, but even the preſence of the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> and notwithſtanding her reſervedneſſe, no queſtion but ſhe had treated him with a great deale of ſcorn and contempt, had it not been out of a conſideration of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> whoſe condition pitied her no leſs than her own, and a conceit withal, that there was no way to keep <hi>Artaxus</hi> within the bounds of civility and reſpect, but by an exceſſe of patience. Supper was brought them in, and the King to expreſs his complyance, permitted them to eat alone, as knowing they would look on it as a favour, and endeavouring by ſuch behaviour to diſſemble the reſolution he had ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken to make uſe of his power, when he were gotten off a little further from a Countrey where he was not over-confident of the ſafety of his prize. He ſpent ſome part of the night in diſcourſes of the ſame nature with the precedent, and when he thought it time to leave the Princeſſes to their reſt, he withdrew into his own chamber &amp; before he lay down, gave order that a good ſtrong guard ſhould be ſet in the ſhip, to prevent all deſignes the Princeſſes might have to get away in the dark. The two Princeſſes paſſed away this night as they had done the precedent, ſave that they were in a much greater fear of their ſudden departure than before, if it were not prevented by ſome unexpected aſſiſtance from Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, and the kindneſs of the winds, which did them all the favour they could. <hi>Artaxus,</hi> tormented with his Love, and a fear of loſing his beautiful prize, could ſleep but little. The unknown perſon disburthened himſelf of frequent ſighs which were heard by ſome in the Veſſel that were neareſt him; And <hi>Zenodorus</hi> burſting almoſt with grief and rage for the loſſes he had received, had much adoe to find any reſt.</p>
               <p>The day hardly began to appear, when upon the firſt dawning of it, thoſe who were up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the watch diſcovered a Veſſel, which being gotten ſomewhat neer them while the dark<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs was not yet diſſipated, made all the ſaile ſhe could towards them, as having a very good wind, that indeed in a manner forced them upon the ſhore. They immediately gave the alarme, and all being prepared, and in expectation of an engagement with the other ſhip, all that were able to bear armes, took them, and came up upon the deck in or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der to a fight. There were much more armes in the ſhip than were requiſite for the num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber of men that were in her, inſomuch that the Sea-men who minded only the conduct of the ſhip, could not as ſhe then lay be any way employed, as being in ſuch a poſture as they were loath to quit by reaſon of the advantage of the place, which was ſo advanta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>geous that the enemy could not aſſault them but by one onely ſide. <hi>Zenodorus</hi> and <hi>Mega<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles</hi> having put all into armes, and there being, as I told you, but one ſide to make good, they fortified it with men, and put it into ſuch a poſture of defence, that it was as defen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lible as if they had had a far greater number of men. This charge did <hi>Zenodorus</hi> and <hi>Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gacles</hi> take upon them, becauſe of the wounds which the King had received not long be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, whereby he was ſtill a little indiſpoſed, and would fain have had him kept his bed; but he would by no means take their advice, by reaſon of the great concernment which he had to make his party good, and accordingly ſtarting out of his bed upon the firſt alarme, he called for armes, and came up upon the deck in the poſture of a man that wanted not either courage or confidence. <hi>Zenodorus</hi> and <hi>Megacles</hi> walked up and down the ſhip, putting all things into good order, and <hi>Artaxus</hi> ſhewing himſelf among his own people in a poſture of fighting perſonally with them, endeavoured to encourage them as well by ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ample as by words. He omitted nothing of all that he thought might any waies animate
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               <p>During all this time the other Veſſell drew nearer and nearer, and when it was come within a comp<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                     <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
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                  </gap>, and had, from what they had diſtinctly heard through the ſhip, eaſily imagined the truth of what had paſſed, got immediately out of bed, and be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taking them to their devotions prayed the Gods to ſend them thoſe aſſiſtances whereof they then began to conceive ſome hopes.</p>
               <p>In the mean time the veſſel of <hi>Egypt</hi> being come up to the <hi>Armenian,</hi> the perſon that com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>manded it ſhewed himſelf upon the deck very well armed, and having made ſome ſign to ſhew that he was deſirous to ſpeak with thoſe of the other veſſel before they engaged, asked him that commmanded the <hi>Armenian</hi> veſſel. <hi>Artaxus</hi> having ſh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap>wed himſelf to be the man and asked him what his buſineſſe was with him; <hi>My buſineſſe<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                  </hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>is to find out the Princeſſe</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and theſe that have carried her away<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> and if you are any of theſe, you are either to reſtore the Princeſſe or prepare to fight. Art<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
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                  </gap>ame and ſome repugnance. <hi>Thoſe whom you ſeek</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>are not among us, and there is very little likelyhood that any people having made ſuch a prize ſhould ſtay ſo neer</hi> Alex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>andria, <hi>What you ſay,</hi> replies the other, <hi>may poſſibly be true, but we ſhall not take your word, and therefore muſt ſearch your ſhip, which we are empowered to do by the orders of the Praetor and the authority of</hi> Caeſar. Artaxus, exaſperated at this diſcourſe, and perceiving there was no way to avoid fighting; <hi>I am not a perſon to acknowledge any orders,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>nor k<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
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               <p>Theſe words were ſpoken ſo loud that they were diſtinctly heard by the Princeſſe <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra;</hi> and out of a fear that ſhe was in leaſt <hi>Artaxus</hi> might perſwade thoſe of the other v<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
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                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> with fair words, and divert them from their intended deſign, ſhe would needs ſhew her ſelf to them. Finding therefore the chamber door faſt, ſhe ran to a little window that was on one ſide of the ſhip, and opening as haſtily as ſhe could, ſhe ſhewed them her beau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tifull countenance, which ſeemed to ſhine a new day upon the waves, and lifting up her voice ſo as that ſhe might be heard; <hi>Here,</hi> generous men, cried ſhe, <hi>here is</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>whom you look after, I expect my Liberty from your aſſiſtance, and I beg it of you out of the compaſſion which my misfortune may have raiſed in your Soules.</hi>
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               <p>There needed no more to ſatisfie all parties ſo as to reſolve upon what was to be done, inſomuch that ſhe was ſcarce delivered of theſe words but the <hi>Egyptian</hi> veſſell had faſtned her grapling irons in the other. The fight upon the firſt onſet was very terrible, and ſo much the more cruel in that they were come to handy blowes, thoſe that <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
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                  </gap>nt men, and thoſe ani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mated by conſiderable intereſts and concernments, they all fought with abundance of valour, inſomuch that within a few minutes the waves were dy'd with the blood of both parties. With the firſt raies of the riſing Sun were ſeen the ſwords glittering, and the blowes falling at the ſame time either on the Bucklers oppoſed thereto, or on thoſe unarmed places where the ſteel found its paſſage to diſpatch life. And whereas <hi>Artaxus</hi> and his men were onely upon the defenſive, and ſtood to their buſineſſe cloſe and covered with their bucklers, it was very d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap>fficult to force them and ſo to board the veſſell. The firſt that came on of the enemies was caſt over-board, and there fell more then one by the hands of <hi>Artaxus</hi> himſelf. He was gallantly ſeconded by <hi>Zenodorus</hi> and <hi>Megacles,</hi> though this latter fought with ſome regret upon ſo unhandſome a quarrell. But after ſome diſpute, the number of their enemies being ſtill greater than theirs, and being alſo better armed then they, and commanded by no leſſe valiant men, and that of <hi>Artaxus</hi>'s ſide there were but twenty fighting men, and the reſt one<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ordinary Seamen whom they forced to fight both againſt their wills and their cuſtome,
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Fortune began to turn to their ſide who fought for the liberty of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and their Com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mander having with an unmerciful blow upon the head laid <hi>Zenodorus</hi> groveling on the ground, and gained the places which he had forced him to quit, his companions took en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couragement by his example, and victory ſeemed to declare her ſelf for their ſide.</p>
               <p>Things were come to this paſſe when the unknown perſon, who reſted himſelf upon his bed in the bottome of the Veſſel, and perceived that through the reſt he had taken he had recovered his ſtrength, having heard the noiſe, and at length underſtood the truth of what was done, immediately got on his cloaths. And though he ſeemed a perſon little concer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned in what was done in this world, yet, his generoſity being not quite extinguiſhed by his misfortunes, he thought himſelf obliged to aſſiſt thoſe men, who had done him ſuch civil offices in his deſpair, and who were ſet upon in a veſſel wherein he was with them. Poſſeſſed by this imagination, he ſtood not to reſolve on what he was to doe in that emer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gency; ſo that finding his ſword lying by him, he took it, without any other armes, and comes up on the deck; where meeting with a buckler at his feet, he covered with it his left arm, and in that poſture went towards thoſe that were a fighting. Juſt as he came in were <hi>Artaxus</hi> and his men ready to quit the place, and their enemies preſſing very hard upon them, began to board the ſhip in ſeveral places. The unknown perſon ſtood ſtill a little to conſider how the fight ſtood, and perceiving what an ill condition they were in whom he was to relieve, he ran and ſet himſelf in the head of them, and by the firſt blowes he dealt, let them know that in one ſingle perſon, they had met with an aſſiſtance far greater than they could have expected. The two ſtouteſt and moſt forward men of the enemies ſide fell dead at his feet at two blowes, and ruſhing in upon the reſt with ſuch a force as they were aſtoniſhed at, he diſperſed the moſt daring, in ſuch manner, that in a few minutes, he brought the victory into diſpute which had been before concluded for the other ſide. <hi>Artaxus</hi> and <hi>Megacles</hi> were immediately ſenſible of this aſſiſtance which had ſo much changed the face of their affaires, and, perceiving him to be the gallant un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>known perſon mentioned before, becauſe he fought without any thing on his face, and without any armes other than a ſword and a buckler, they were over-joyed at the relief they had received in him, and looked upon him as ſome miraculous perſon.</p>
               <p>When he had by the firſt blowes that fell from him ſcattered the moſt confident of the Enemy, calling <hi>Artaxus</hi> and his men to him, and encouraging them to proſecute the fight both by his words and examples; <hi>Take heart,</hi> ſaid he to them, <hi>gallant men, fight with me for your own ſafety, and do not fear enemies that dare not ſtand before you.</hi> Theſe words were ſeconded with ſuch heavy blowes, that there durſt not any enemy appear before him; and <hi>Artaxus</hi> and his men having recovered a little of their courage at this miracu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lous aſſiſtance, came up to him, and began to fight again with abundance of valour.</p>
               <p>During all this time, the fair <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who in a ſtrange diſquiet expected the ſucceſſe of a fight on which her liberty, and all the happineſs of her life depended, after ſhe had ſpent a good ſpace in prayers to the gods for thoſe that fought for her deliverance, would needs, if poſſibly ſhe could, ſee them fight, out of an imagination that they might de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rive no ſmall encouragement from her preſence. To this end coming to the chamber door, which, during the time of the diſorder of the fight, was not guarded, ſhe found a means to open it, and to get up upon the ſtern of the ſhip. From thence ſhe ſoon diſcovered how things had paſt, and perceived, much to her grief, that thoſe of her party fled before the dreadful ſword of the unknown perſon, and thoſe others whom his example had anima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, and that that man, without arms, by a prodigious valour, ſweeping all that came before him, forced the others into their Veſſel with much more ſpeed then they had made to get into that of the King of <hi>Armenia; Wo is my lot,</hi> cryed ſhe at that ſight, overwhel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>med with grief! <hi>What man is this that the gods have armed againſt me, and why, if they are juſt, have they not made him one of thoſe that came to my reſcue, ſince that I might with more reaſon expect my ſafety from his ſingle ſword, than from the aſſiſtance of ſo many men, whom he puts to flight? Thus,</hi> continued ſhe, ſighing and ſpeaking a little lower, <hi>did, not many dayes ſince, my unfortunate, or unconſtant</hi> Coriolanus <hi>fight for me, and with the ſame valour would he fight again, had it but pleaſed the gods to ſend him to me.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>While ſhe thus diſcourſed to her ſelf the unknown perſon, whoſe valour ſhe ſo much admired, and was withal ſo much diſpleaſed at, either flung his enemies over board into the ſea, or forced out of the veſſel what ever ſtood in his way; and, being at laſt come up to the Commander in chief of the contrary party, who had fought all this time very gallantly, he burthened him with ſuch heavy blows, that notwithſtanding his extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary valour, not able to bear them, he was forced to retreat towards his own veſſel, and had gotten his foot into it, when he receives a blow on the head from the ſame dreadful hand, which made him fall to the ground among his own men, who reached out their
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arms to ſave him from falling into the ſea. The fall of their Commander, and the death of the beſt part of their companions, put the enemies to a loſs of all courage, and having as ſoon as they could, got their ſhip clear from the other, they made all poſſible haſte a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way, and would meddle no further with either the victory or relief of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> 'Tis inexpreſſible what affliction it was to the Princeſſe, to ſee all the great hopes ſhe had con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived vaniſh of a ſudden, and with what reſentments was ſhe not exaſperated againſt that valiant, though unknown, perſon, whoſe valour had proved ſo fatal to her? She loo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ked upon him ſighing, and when, after he had ſecured the victory, he turned his face to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards that part of the ſhip where ſhe was, which before he had alwayes had upon his e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nemies, ſhe caſt her eies upon him full of tears But, O celeſtial powers! What a ſtrange aſtoniſhment, what an incredible ſurprize was ſhe in, when in the countenance of that de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>te<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>table ſtranger to her, who had been the onely hinderance of her liberty, and had retur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned her once more into the power of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> ſhe ſaw that of <hi>Coriolanus?</hi> Here cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tainly all expreſſion is too weak to make the leaſt repreſentation of what the felt upon that cruel diſcovery, and the ſtrangeneſs of the accident wrought ſo violently on her, and put her into ſuch a diſtraction, that having not the command of her conſtancy for ſome ſmall time, ſhe was upon the point to caſt her ſelf into the ſea at the ſight of that ungrateful per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon, and ſo to ſacrifice to him a life which he had made ſo inſupportable to her, by delive<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring her up to the moſt cruel enemie ſhe had in the World. She looked on him for a good while together, out of a fear ſhe might be miſtaken, and found it no ſmall difficulty to convince her ſelf of that cruel truth. But at laſt being ſatisfied that her eies did not de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceive her, and that it was but too too certain that ſhe ſaw no other then the true <hi>Coriola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus,</hi> ſhe was out of all patience ſo far, that ſhe diſcovered her grief by ſuch circumſtances and demonſtrations of it as ſhe was not able to conceal, and made the ſhip, and the hol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowneſs of the adjoyning rock to echo again with the noiſe of her lamentations. <hi>Is it poſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible, wickedeſt of men,</hi> cryed ſhe, <hi>that thou ſhouldeſt fight againſt the liberty of</hi> Cleopatra? <hi>This then is the innocence thou pretendeſt to, and wouldſt have had me to believe; Or art thou not ſufficiently ſatisfied with thy former treachery, which had armed the powers of Heaven and earth againſt thee, but thou muſt commit a ſecond more deteſtable than the other, by being thy ſelf the inſtrument to deliver her whom thou hadſt ſo ungratefully forſaken into the hands of the greateſt of her enemies?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>She had no ſooner begun to ſpeak, but <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> (for it was really <hi>Coriolanus</hi> him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf) ſmitten with a voice he was ſo well acquainted with, had caſt his eies upon her with ſome precipitation, and perceiving it to be the celeſtial countenance of the Princeſſe whom he adored, he became as immoveable as a ſtatue of Marble; and having, from the very firſt words ſhe ſaid, diſcovered the certainty of his unhappineſſe, that conviction of the malevolence of his deſtiny, wrought ſo much upon him, that immediately a deadly ſhi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vering running all over his body, the ſword fell out of his hand, his eyes cloſed, and his ſtrength leaving him of a ſudden, he fell down in a ſwound upon the deck. The in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cenſed <hi>Cleoapatra,</hi> had not loſt her generoſity, and therefore ſeeing him in that condition, though ſhe was ſomwhat of opinion that that weakneſs might come upon him from ſome wound he had received in the fight, ſhe gave thoſe notice that were about him to have a care of him, ſince he had fought ſo well in their quarrel.</p>
               <p>Having ſo done, ſhe found a place to ſit down where ſhe was, and leaning her amiable face on her two fair hands, ſhe burſt out into a rivulet of tears, and deplored the ſtrange and extraordinary misfortune that had happened to her, by ſuch complaints, as no doubt would have moved any ſoul with compaſſion, unleſs it were thoſe of <hi>Artaxus</hi> and <hi>Ze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nodorus. Artemiſa,</hi> who ſate by her, would have comforted her, but not being able to do it, ſhe wept with her for company, and was not afraid to diſpleaſe <hi>Artaxus</hi> by par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ticipating in her lamentations. When the fair Daughter of <hi>Anthony</hi> had with much ado diſperſed thoſe ſobs which made ſome reſiſtance againſt the paſſage of her voice, turning upon <hi>Artemiſa</hi> thoſe fair eyes, which, though drowned as they were in tears, ſet all on fire in the ſhip, even to the hearts of unmerciful Pirates; <hi>Ah Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>what fortune was ever comparable to mine, by what means think you am I fallen into the hands of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>now the ſecond time! That man whoſe innocence you pleaded ſo much, and were ſo confident of; that man from whom, inconſtant as I had concluded him, I yet expected aſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtance, nay, that very man whom you ſaw, not many dayes ſince, fighting ſo valiantly in our defence, by the ſame valour delivers us up himſelf, and that into his hands from whom he had before reſcued us, the King your Brothers. Had it not been for the aſſiſtance of his fatal valour, we had been freed; and it was he alone that forced away, nay, haply, killed thoſe that fought for our liberty. After ſuch an adventure as this, never diſpute with me a gain the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs of our misfortunes, and find me but one example in the World that may be parallel'd with</hi>
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                  <hi>this. I do not think it ſtrange, that</hi> Artaxus, <hi>an implacable enemy of one houſe, and one that by his former inhumanities had diſcovered the malice he hath againſt us, ſhould treat me with violence and injuſtice: but that he who had ſometime loved me ſo dearly, whom, to my confuſion, I had loved beyond my own life, who had ſuffered ſo much for my ſake, and up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on my account, and had been the occaſion that made me ſuffer ſo much my ſelf, and to be ſhort, that that only perſon who ſhould have ſacrificed thouſands of lives for my liberty, ſhould come and expoſe all he had againſt my friends and againſt my reſcuers, purpoſly to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turn me into the chains and power of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>and not into his own! Ah Siſter, this, this is what no ages ever produced any thing comparable to, and 'tis ſuch a ſtrange accident as I am not well able to comprehend, though my eyes can but too well witneſs the truth of what I have ſeen.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>While <hi>Cleopatra</hi> broke forth into theſe lamentations, and that <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> aſtoniſhed at the ſtrangeneſſe of the adventure, gave her the hearing, and wept with her without making any reply, <hi>Megacles</hi> and diverſe others were gotten about <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vouring to recover him again, ſome others were employed in caſting the carkaſſes over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>board, and to dreſſe thoſe that were wounded, whereof there was no great number. But before they went to viſit them, having looked all about the body of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> they could not find any wound about him: and, yet though they caſt water in his face, and uſed ſeveral other remedies, all could not bring him to himſelf again. <hi>Megacles,</hi> who had the greateſt reſpect of any for him, made it his buſineſſe very earneſtly to recover him, beſides that when they reflected on the aſſiſtance he had done all that were in the veſſel, all did accordingly conceive themſelves obliged to relieve him. <hi>Artaxus</hi> knew not how he ſhould entertain this ſtrange emergency, and though his firſt motions were inclined to gratitude and acknowledgement, for the great ſervices he had received from that valiant perſon, yet thoſe which immediately ſucceeded them began to raiſe a terrible diſturbance with him. From the words of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> which fell from her in the violence of her grief, contrary to her ordinary prudence, he concluded that that man muſt needs be his Rival. But that grieved him not ſo much as to conſider that it was a Rival very precious in the affection of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and the hiſtory of the King of <hi>Mauritania</hi>'s Love to that Princeſſe being a thing known all over the world, from the gracefulneſſe, from the valour, and from all the other demonſtrations and characters of a great ſoul that were diſcoverable in that valiant man, he was eaſily perſwaded that it was <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and conſequently he that of all the world ſhould be moſt his enemy, and whom he ſhould accordingly be moſt jealous of in the love he had for <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> Yet could he not find in his heart to hate him ſo ſuddenly, as well for the conſiderable ſervice he had recieved from him, as that from ſeveral circumſtances it was very probable he was unfortunate in his affection, and that from the reproaches of infidelity which the Princeſſe made him, he could infer no leſs than that that Prince had forſaken her. In this confuſion of imaginati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons he was at ſuch a loſſe, that he knew not what reſolution to take, caſting his eies ſometimes on the Prince that was ſtill in a ſwound, and ſomtimes on the afflicted Princeſſe. Beſides, it being not his opinion alone, that the unknown was the very ſame perſon he thought him, it went from one to another, that without queſtion it was the valiant King of <hi>Mauritania.</hi> So that, coming at laſt to the ears of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> as incenſed as ſhe was a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt him; yet was ſhe not a little troubled that ſhe had by her diſcourſe diſcovered him; and yet it being to no purpoſe to recall what is once paſt; <hi>You are in the right,</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>it is indeed the King of</hi> Mauritania, <hi>'tis a perfidious man whom for a double infidelity I am obliged to hate above all mankind beſides; but he is a Prince, how unconſtant ſoever he may have proved to me, deſerves your aſſiſtance for the ſervice he hath but too fortunately done you againſt me, and therefrre ſince you have made ſome advantage of his treachery, you have as much reaſon to look, after him as I have to abhorr him.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>To this effect was the diſcourſe of this generous Princeſſe; and though that in all ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pearance ſhe ſeemed, not without very much reaſon, to be incenſed againſt the unfortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate ſon of <hi>Juba,</hi> and to have made a ſtrong reſolution not to admit him into her affecti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons again, but to avoid him as much as ſhe could, yet could ſhe not wiſh his death, nor endure the very thought that ſhe ſhould die for want of aſſiſtance. 'Twas for this reaſon that ſhe aggravated his infidelity before <hi>Artaxus,</hi> purpoſely to make him the leſſe odious in his ſight, and to divert what after ſuch a diſcovery he might well fear from the exaſpera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted <hi>Armenian.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Prince was not all this while come to himſelf, and while <hi>Megacles</hi> was very buſie and took a great deal of pains about him, one of the <hi>Armenians</hi> being come neer him, and viewing him with a countenance ſwelled with indignation; <hi>inſtead of the aſſiſtance you afford this man,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>with ſo much care and tenderneſſe we ſhould do well to run our ſwords</hi>
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                  <hi>into his breaſt. This is the very man that killed our companions not many dayes ſince, when we carried away the Princeſſes; and beſides the lineaments of his face which I eaſily call to mind again: I have found about his bed the armes of my Brother whom he unmercifully kil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>led in my preſence.</hi> This was the diſcourſe of the Barbarian, who could not but diſcover the malicious deſign he had againſt the Princes life, when <hi>Megacles</hi> hearing it, and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving authority over him, gave him ſuch a look as upon which he immediately took occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion to be gone, with ſome threatning geſtures, that ſufficiently argued his reſentment of it.</p>
               <p>At laſt, upon the application of ſeveral remedies, the King of <hi>Mauritania</hi> opens his eies, and became ſenſible, and having gotten up, he ſcattered his ſcaring and extravagant looks on all thoſe that were about him, and finding <hi>Megacles</hi> one of the neereſt him, and one that made it moſt his buſineſs to aſſiſt him, he looked on him a while in ſuch a manner as if he would expreſſe thereby how ſenſible he was of his compaſſion and good offices, yet were diſpleaſed at him for them? <hi>Will you ever be,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>the cruelleſt enemy I have, by taking ſo much trouble upon you as you do for the preſervation of mylife, and ſhould you not rather have ſuffered me to die, ſince you are one of thoſe that carried away</hi> Cleopatra. <hi>Charge me not,</hi> ſaid Megacles to him, ſpeaking very low, <hi>with a crime I have not commit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted, and confound not thoſe who do things out of a conſideration of the duty they owe their Maſters, with thoſe that ſerve them in their moſt unjuſt and irregular paſſions. Coriolanus</hi> thought it not fit to make him any anſwer and perceiving he had recovered his ſtrength a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain, he gets up, and looking about for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he found her ſitting in the ſame place where ſhe had continued ever ſince they had given over fighting. This ſecond ſight of her had almoſt put him into the ſame condition he had been in before, and reflecting on the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſervice he had done her by oppoſing her deliverance and liberty, the grief he conceived thereat was ſo great, that he found it no ſmall difficulty to ſupport it. And yet he thought, that, as things ſtood, his onely courſe was to muſter up all his courage, and to ſummon all his virtue to his aſſiſtance, and after the ſhort reflection of a few minutes, thinking himſelf in a better condition, that he met with <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in that poſture, than that he ſhould have loſt her for ever, he took the beſt heart he could, and with a flow pace, ſuch as argued the ſmallneſs of his confidence, he goes towards the place where <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was ſtill ſet. She ſaw him coming towards her; and her indignation againſt <hi>Coriclanus</hi> being greater upon the recovery of himſelf, than her pity had been before, ſhe could not endure he ſhould come neer her, and giving a look ſufficiently diſcovering her diſpleaſure; <hi>Stay there barbarous man,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>and come not any more neer a woman whom thy con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tinua<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> treacheries expoſe to ſo many misfortunes! What canſt thou hence forward expect from me, and what further miſchief canſt thou imagine yet to do me, after thou haſt beſtowed me on the King of</hi> Armenia. <hi>That Prince, inhumane as he is, and though the greateſt enemy of our houſe, hath not betrayed me as thou haſt, and I am much inclined to believe, that he would not give me to any other, as thou, with ſo much baſeneſſe, doſt: Leave me therefore quic<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ly to him, ſince that it is on him that thou haſt beſtowed me, even with the hazard of thy own life, and aggravate not my afflictions with thy abominable preſence. This heart which ſo unfortunately received for thee thoſe impreſſions whereof it ſhould have been inſenſible for any other, favoured thee and argued on thy behalfe, ſeeking out ſomething, by way of juſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fication for thee, while thou wert in armes for</hi> Artaxus <hi>againſt</hi> Cleopatra. <hi>Do not there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore think it much to afford her that comfort which ſhe may derive from thy eternal abſence, ſince thou haſt for ever deprived her of all hope of any other, and imagine not, that after I have cleared my thoughts of the image of an uncounſtant man, they can ever entertain that of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>for whom no doubt but thou art come to ſpeake.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The dejected and almoſt deſperate <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> leaning againſt one of the Maſts, hear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kened to this violent diſcourſe of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> having not the courage to make her any an<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwer, and the Princeſſe, attributing his ſilence to the confuſion he might conceive at the horrour of his crime, was the more enflamed into indignation; inſomuch that ſhe could not forbear to diſcover it in further reproaches, <q>Tell me, cruell man, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> by what offence had I ſo far incenſed thee, as to deſerve the unworthy treatment I receive at thy hands, and, if I were no longer worthy the affection thou wert pleaſed ſometime to afford me, and which had wrought all the pleaſure and felicity of my life, by what action, or by what defect, am I become ſo odious to thee, as that thou muſt needs ſacrifice my liberty, life, and enjoyments to the moſt inhumane of all mankind; to him, whom of all men I ſhould look on as the moſt deteſtable? Or if this proceed not from any hatred, which I know not how I ſhould have deſerved at thy hands, upon what account of friendſhip or intereſt, couldſt thou do <hi>Artaxus</hi> a ſervice ſo diſcon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſonant to the precedent actions of thy life, and to that vertue which thou hadſt ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times
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the reputation to practiſe? Wert thou reſtored to the throne of thy Pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deceſſors by the means of any aſſiſtances from the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> or wert thou ſo deeply engaged to him that thou couldſt not any way di<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>engage thy ſelf, but by pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenting him, with that which thou haſt ſometime preferred before the Empire of the Univerſe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>Thus did the diſconſolate daughter of <hi>Anthony</hi> diſcourſe, while the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> and all thoſe that were about him gave ſo much ear to what ſhe ſaid, that they had not any of them the power to interrupt her; and the Prince overwhelmed with grief and confuſion at the apparent juſtice of her reproaches, ſuffered the torrent of them to waſte it ſelf without offering to oppoſe it, and would not have preſumed to open his mouth in his own juſtification, if the Princeſſe had not given over ſpeaking, to wipe the teares that fell abundantly from her fair eies. The dejected ſon of <hi>Juba</hi> took the advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tage of that intervall to rejoyne to her diſcourſe, but it was with no ſmall difficulty that he made a ſhift to ſpeak, ſo much were his expreſſions in a manner ſmothered by ſighes. <q>I am ſatisfied Princeſſe, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> that it is not without ſome reaſon that I am ſo deteſtable in your ſight, and ſince that by ſo many extraordinary demonſtrations and by misfortunes ſo far exceeding thoſe of the common rate, it may eaſily be percei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved how odious I am in heavens account, it is but juſt you ſhould avoid the eternal ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject of its indignation, and have no farther commerce with a perſon ſo ſtrangely de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtiaed to be miſerable. I am guilty of the crime you lay to my charge, I cannot deny it, and in an accident ſo unfortunate I cannot ſtand upon my innocency. I have fought for your enemies, againſt you; I have with all the ſtrength I was maſter of oppoſed your liberty, and I have been the meanes of your coming into the hands of a man whom you would have me look on as the King of <hi>Armenia.</hi> After the commiſſion of ſuch a crime, I cannot pretend any thing to innocency, and, when their effects have proved ſo deplorable, it were vain for me to plead the harmleſſeneſſe of the intentions. But might it be once the pleaſure of heaven, Madam, that the former treacheries you charge me withall, and for which I am undone; were ſo much within the reach of my knowledge as this <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> which you reproach me with, I ſhould not be as miſerable as I am, ſince I ſhould haply find ſomewhat to ſay for my ſelf by way of juſtification in relation to thoſe, as I can for this laſt.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>How is that, wickedeſt of men, <hi>ſaid the Princeſſe, interrupting him,</hi> doſt thou think to find any thing by way of juſtification for a crime thou ha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> committed in my ſight, or wouldſt thou perſwade me that I have not ſeen thee with thy ſword drawn fight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing for my enemies againſt thoſe that endeavoured my deliverance? Wouldſt thou dazle my own eyes in this, as thou wouldſt thoſe of all the World in thy former trea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>chery, or is it thy deſign to perſwade me that I am extravagant and out of my wits? It is indeed but too too true, replyed <hi>Cori<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>lanus,</hi> that you have ſeen me with my ſword drawn fighting for your enemies, and I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>y preſume to affirm, that I haply made their way to a victory, which without my a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>cance it is likely they had not carried. It is not therefore my deſign to juſtifie the events, but onely my own intentions, which if conſidered alone, I dare affirm my ſelf innocent, if there can be any innocency in an offence whereof the ſucceſſe hath proved ſo fatal to you. You may be pleaſed to remember, that there are not many dayes paſt ſince I fought in your defence againſt the ſame enemies, whom I have this day ſerved, and there is but little likelihood I ſhould ſince that time have contracted any friendſhip with them to prejudice the love I have for you.</q> For this man, <hi>ſaid he, looking on Artaxus,</hi> whom you would have me take notice of as King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> he knows how that it is but ſome few minutes ſince I firſt ſaw him, and whether I diſcovered the leaſt deſire to be acquainted with him. <q>And for thoſe others, <hi>ſaid he, pointing to</hi> Megacles <hi>and his companions,</hi> you may have haply learnt from them, whether they had not recovered me out of the waves into which I had caſt my ſelf, from the top of the rock that covers us, through the deſpair which the loſſe of you had put me into. They can further tell you what trouble they had to make me admit of life, and they know, whether it were out of any other motive than that of gratitude, and a ſenſe of the obligation I ought them for their aſſiſtances, that I took up arms in their quarrel when they were ſet upon. Theſe truths cannot be unknown to you, all thoſe that hear me are now become my enemies, ſince they are thoſe that did you violence, and yet I appeal to them whether I affirm any thing which is not true.</q>
               </p>
               <p>At theſe words he made a little ſtop, looking about him of all ſides, and perceiving that <hi>Artaxus,</hi> being much at a loſſe to think of this adventure, expected to ſee what would be the iſſue of it without ſpeaking one word, and that all thoſe that ſtood about him were in
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the ſame poſture, and ſuſpence, continued his diſcourſe to this effect. <hi>I know not,</hi> continued he, <hi>whether I wanted any love towards you, when I caſt my ſelf headlong into the ſea, out of the regent it was to me that I could not relieve you, when it hath been known, that in other very conſiderable misfortunes, to which my life hath been expoſed, I have never been charged with want of conſtancy to ſupport them, but theſe very enemies that hear me, know whether, upon their earneſt int<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eaties, I have prolonged my life out of any other deſire then that of making one attempt more for the ſervice of that perſon to whom the life they prolonged was devoted.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>As ſoon as <hi>Cleopatra</hi> began to find ſome probability in the diſcourſe of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> ſhe had heard him very attentively, and out of the deſire ſhe had that he were innocent, ſhe favoured him in her heart as much as ſhe could; and looking on <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> ſeemed as it were to ask her, whether ſhe was not alſo in ſome ſort convinced of the innocency of <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus? Artemiſa</hi> was very much inclined to that belief without any ſollicitation, and it was onely by reaſon of the preſence of the King her Brother, that ſhe would not ſpeak o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>penly in his juſtification.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Coriolanus</hi> deriving a little more confidence from the ſilence of <hi>Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>opatra,</hi> as alſo from thoſe diſcoveries which he perceived in her countenance of the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſition ſhe was in to be perſwaded of his innocence, reaſſumed the diſcourſe with an action that argued a greater ſetledneſs of mind. <hi>You ſee then, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>what I can ſay for my ſelf, to juſtifie my intentions: but for the effects, ſince they have proved ſo fatal in relation to your quiet, and that it is impoſſible to recal what is paſt, the reparation I am to make you, muſt be extraordinary. And therefore this very hand that hath done the miſchief, muſt find out the remedy for it, and this ſword,</hi> (continued he, putting his hand on the hilt of his weapon, which he had taken into his own hands when he got up) <hi>this very ſword that hath put you into the power of the King of</hi> Armenia, <hi>ought to bring you out of it, or take away his life, were it to be done, not only in this veſſel, but even in the heart of his kingdom. Tis with this reſolution that I caſt my ſelf at your feet,</hi> added he, coming neer her, <hi>ready to defend you againſt him to the laſt drop of my blood, and it may be in a condition yet to give him his death in the midſt of all his men, if he does not reſign up to me what is mine, and reſtore you to that liberty againſt which I have ſo unfortunately fought.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> had hitherto, with a great deal of patience hearkned to all the diſcourſe that had paſt between <hi>Coriolanus</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and was content to hear the Princeſſe charge him with cruelty, and declare that he was odious in her ſight; but at this laſt diſcourſe of the Prince of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> he thought his temerity and confidence inſupportable, and accordingly looked on him with a malicious and ſcornful ſmile; <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>I have paſſed by the firſt affronts I have received from thy preſumption, out of a conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration of the ſervice thou haſt done me, and I have given thee leave to speak againſt my concernments with too much liberty, becauſe thou hadſt defended them with abundance of va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lour; but now I perceive thy temerity knows no limits, ſo that it will be hard for me to ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerve thoſe bounds which I had propoſed to my ſelf upon the firſt reflections I had made on the aſſiſtance I have recived from thee, and the eſteem I have conceived for thy perſon.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Artaxus, replyed the valiant Mauritanian, <hi>looking on him very fiercely, there cannot be any ſuch thing as a mutual eſteem between us, and if my actions have raiſed any ſuch in thee towards me, haply not without reaſon poſſibly have the ſame effect upon me. Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides, it cannot be expected we ſhould be any longer Friends, not only becauſe thou keepeſt</hi> Cleopatra <hi>as a captive, but alſo becauſe thou loveſt her. For the ſervice thou haſt re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived from me, thou art ſoon diſengaged as well by the regret and affliction it is to me that I have done it thee, as by the little intention I ſhould have had to do it, had I known thee to be him that carried away</hi> Cleopatra; <hi>and for the good office which I received from thy people, when they took me out of the water, I have ſufficiently requited it, by expoſing my life for their defence. We are therefore upon equal terms as to point of obligation, we are equal as to that of extraction, and if we are unequal as to fortune, it is in the power of Hea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ven, who protects juſtice againſt oppreſſion and iniquity, to make our forces and conditions equal, and to put me once more into ſuch away as that I may be able to deliver</hi> Cleopatra <hi>If it be the pleaſure of fortune that I periſh in the deſign, expect not thou ever the more that ſhe will be long at thy diſpoſal, nor indeed canſt thou be ignorant that the whole Empire is at this preſent in arms againſt thee, and that, when thou haſt brought the Princeſſe into</hi> Armenia, <hi>thou wilt be ſoon followed thither by the moſt dreadful forces of the Uni<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſe, who will deſtroy all that lies before them by fire and ſword, upon ſo juſt a quarrel.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="271" facs="tcp:62615:408"/>
The <hi>Armenian</hi> King was ſilent all this while, as if his aſtoniſhment was no leſſe now at the confidence of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> then it had been not long before at his valour; and thereupon giving him a look wherein he ſufficiently diſcovered his indignation; <q>Thou ſpeakeſt to me, <hi>ſaid to him,</hi> with as little reſpect, as thou wouldſt haply do, if thou were in the head of a hundred thouſand men, but there is, it may be, ſome flaw in thy memory, and thou haſt quite forgotten that thou art alone, and without arms in my ſhip, in the midſt of all my men, and that thou art already obliged to me for the life which thou haſt enjoyed upon my courteſie ever ſince that moment, wherein thou gaveſt me the firſt occaſion of diſpleaſure. From this very indulgence <hi>Cleopatra</hi> might infer ſo much as might oblige her to quit the opinion ſhe hath conceived of my cruelty, and there are few Kings in the World, who having an abſolute power, ſuch as mine is,</q> would have ſuffered ſo much from any man, and not have caſt him into the ſea. <q>I ſhall caſt my ſelf into the ſea of my own accord, <hi>replied the Prince of Mau<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ritania,</hi> when the misfortunes of my life prove ſo inſupportable as to adviſe me to put a Period thereto; but thou wilt find, that, to caſt me into the ſea againſt my will, is not an attempt ſo eaſie in the execution as thou conceiveſt it. And though thou haſt a a great number of men about thee, yet am I confident that the moſt daring among them will bethink him more than once what he hath to do ere he attempt it, and though they ſhould forget all reſpect to the royal character which I bear as well as thy ſelf, they are better acquainted with the mettal my ſword is made of, then to come over-confidently too neer the point of it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> had his hand ready on the hilt of his ſword, and by his own example was going to oblige all his men to fall upon the King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> who ſecuring himſelf with a buckler, expected them with an undaunted courage, when <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> having recovered himſelf of his fall, and the lethargy occaſioned thereby, and being come up to him, told him that the wind was turned, and was very good for their departure thence, and that it was their beſt courſe to weigh anchor, and be gone from a coaſt, where they muſt expect to be aſſaulted again if they ſtayed there any time. <hi>Artaxus</hi> overjoyed at that happy change of weather, gave order to hoiſe up ſail, and that they ſhould make what ha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t they could out of the river. But now was it that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> made them know what he was, and turning toward <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> who heard that order of <hi>Artaxus</hi> as ſhe would have the ſentence of death paſſed againſt her; <q>I beſeech you, Madam, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> be pleaſed to receive this laſt ſervice from me without any repugnance, and be aſſured by the death which I am ſoon to ſuffer for your ſake, what correſpondence there hath been between me and the King of <hi>Armenia.</hi> I do not ſuſpect you guilty of any, <hi>replied the diſconſolate Princeſſe,</hi> and notwithſtanding the unconſtancy you have been guilty of towards me, I am better ſatisfied as well of the nobleneſſe of your blood, as of that of your courage, then to make a hard judgement of you in things where there is any one circumſtance that makes any way for your advantage. But how inconſtant ſoever you may be, <hi>added ſhe,</hi> riſi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>g from the place where ſhe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ate, I am far from deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring your death, and I ſhall never give way you ſhould receive it in my ſight, if I can hinder it.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus</hi> had not heard thoſe laſt words, and ſeeing too men ſomewhat neer him, doing ſomething in order to the departure of the veſſel, he thruſt away the neereſt to him with ſuch force that he had turned him over-board into the ſea, with his ſword, cleft the others head into two pieces. Upon this ſpectacle <hi>Artaxus,</hi> perceiving it was not ſafe to daily any longer, and repenting he had not fallen upon him ſooner, cryed out to his men to haſten to cut off that temerarious perſon; and when he ſaw himſelf fortified by thoſe that came about him, he advanced along with them with his ſword drawn to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wards the Prince of <hi>Mauritania.</hi> But <hi>Cleopatra</hi> came and ſtood before him, and, ſpeak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to him much more mildly than ever ſhe had done before, <q>Artaxus, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> if ever in thy life thou wilt do an action which I may take kindly at thy hands, attempt not the life of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and remember the aſſiſtance thou haſt received from him, without which I had been out of thy power, and thou thy ſelf haply out of the World. What you deſire of me, Madam, <hi>replies the King of Armenia,</hi> is a thing out of my power to grant, beſides that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> himſelf, who, unworthily abuſing the reſpect I have for you, ſticks not to murder my men before my face, is not deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous of that life which you ſo much beg for him. And yet I ſhall not take it away from him, that I may at length begin to do ſomething that pleaſes you, and though he be my Rival, and that one ſo much the more to be feared for that he is much in your fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour, yet ſhall I permit him to live, and give him leave to depart immediately, out of the ſhip, and go his waies whither it ſhall pleaſe fortune to diſpoſe of him.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <pb n="280" facs="tcp:62615:409"/>
                  <hi>If there be any favour in this,</hi> replies the Mauritanian, <hi>it were done to thy ſelf and not to me, nor indeed do I make the leaſt doubt of it, but that thou wouldſt be very glad I were once out of thy ſhip; but thou art not guilty of ſo much vanity as to imagine I will go hence without the Princeſſe</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and therefore reſolve immediately either to reſtore her to liberty, or to give me my death, and withall to defend thy own life, which I doubt not but I ſhall even in the midſt of all thy men, put once more into danger. Alas! for death,</hi> cries out Artaxus, being grown furious to the higheſt degree, <hi>thou ſhalt without much difficul<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty find it at my hands, and here I now ſacrifice thee to my reſentment, and my love, both as a temerarious enemy, and an inſolent Rival.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>With this <hi>Rhodomantade,</hi> having not the patience to give any further ear either to his words, or the cries of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom he cauſed to be taken away by force from between their arms, he began to make towards the Prince, who, having got to a place whence he could not be aſſaulted, but onely before, covering his left arm with a buckler, and brandithing his dreadful ſword with the right, expected him in ſuch a poſture as ſpoke him a perſon whom no danger could frighten. <hi>Artaxus</hi> was both valiant and daring; but beſides that, he was not abſolutely recovered of his wounds, and felt himſelf a little too weak to engage in a combat, the great actions he had ſeen him do that day againſt the enemy that would have reſcued <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> made him look on that enterprize with ſome diſtruſt, and accordingly was not much diſpleaſed to ſee the ſtouteſt of his men expoſe themſelves before him to that danger. <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> followed by the reſt of his companions, and ſome of the <hi>Armenians,</hi> animated by him whoſe Brother the valiant Prince had killed ſome dayes before, was the firſt that would venture to come on. <hi>Megacles,</hi> not able to divert this misfortune, would not however have any hand in the crime, and holding his armes acroſſe at the other end of the ſhip, did all that lay in his power to perſwade to ſtay with him ſuch of the <hi>Armenians</hi> as had moſt affection for him. <hi>Ariſtus,</hi> who was the firſt that offered at the King of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> was alſo the firſt that paid for his confidence; for, having made a blow at the Prince, and he putting it off with his buckler, he received another from him by way of exchange, which taking him in the throat, cut off the paſſage of his reſpiration. For the bloud, iſſuing out of his wound in thick clots, choaked him within a few minutes, and after he had ſtaggered ſome paces backwards, ſpreading his arms aſunder, he ſell down and breathed out his laſt at the King of <hi>Armenia</hi>'s fe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t. Had <hi>Cleopatra</hi> delighted in revenge, and that a b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>udy revenge, here ſhe might with no ſmall pleaſure have looked on this victime which the Prince ſacrificed to her, ſince it was this man that had ſeized her, and carried <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>er in his armes into the ſhip.</p>
               <p>This ſudden diſpatching of <hi>Aristus</hi> did a little cool the courage of his companions; but <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> withall animated them to revenge him; and the King, who had loved <hi>Ariſtus</hi> very <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap>rly, being extreamly grieved at his fall, cryed out to his men to take heart, and would have been in the head of them, had he been in his abſolute ſtrength, and if ſome of his own, who would not have him to hazard his life, had not ſtood in his way. But this they did partly out of a deſire to pleaſe him, and the fear they were in at the ſight of <hi>Co<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riolanus</hi>'s dreadful ſword, and partly out of a certain repugnance they felt in themſelves to put to death a valiant Prince, who not long before had ſo generouſly hazarded his life for their ſafety. Thoſe that were the moſt forward to ſecond <hi>Ariſtus,</hi> met with a de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtiny, not much different from his, and he who was ſo violent to be revenged for his brothers death, coming on a little too raſhly, loſt his reſentments, with his life, by a thruſt which for want of arms found a way into his belly, and which made him fall down into a Rivulet of his own bloud. The deaths of theſe two men made their companions more circumſpect, and more fearful of the length of <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s ſword. The valiant Prince looking on them with a certain contempt, and frightning them the more by mena<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cing geſtures; <hi>It is not ſo eaſie a matter,</hi> ſaid he to them, <hi>as you conceived it, to take away a mans life, who knows how to defend it, the advantage of number and ar<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>s does not alwayes bring victory with it, and if I die this day, as it is poſſible I may, by your hands, if the gods have ſo diſpoſed of me, I hope I ſhall not dy unrevenged.</hi>
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               <p>Having ſaid theſe words to them, he kept his former poſture, that is, ſtood cloſe to the ſhips ſide to avoid being ſet upon behind, and warding off the blowes which were made at him with his buckler, he looked like lightning on his enemies, and when any one of them inſtigated either by ſhame or the cries of <hi>Artaxus</hi> grew more daring than his companions, he neglected not either time or occaſion to make him repent his for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>wardneſs, and alwaies directed his ſword ſo fortunately and with ſuch force and execu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, that it ever proved either the meſſenger of death or ſome cruell wound. At laſt <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> to whom this kind of engagement was more familiar than to any of the reſt,
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being aſhamed to fight with ſo much precaution againſt a ſingle perſon, and deſirous to let the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> ſee how much he deſerved the aſſiſtances he had promiſed him, after he had called his companions about him, and reproached them with their cowar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dice and baſeneſſe, comes on before them, and, intending to direct his ſtroke at the Princes bare head, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> warded it off with his buckler. But, having many ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſaries to deale with, and they directing ſeveral blowes at him at the ſame time, he could not ſo well put off that of the Pirate, but that his ſword ſliding down along the buckler fell upon his ſhoulder, and gave him a ſlight wound. <hi>Zenodorus</hi> perceiving the Prince to be in ſome diſorder, would needs be at him again, and taking his ſword with both hands, he lifted it up high in the air, with a deſigne and hope to cleave the Prince his head aſunder; but at the very ſame time the ſon of <hi>Juba,</hi> exaſperated at the blow he had received, gave him a back-blow with ſuch force, that the edge of the ſword meeting with the Pirate at the wri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
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                  </gap>s, which were not covered with any armes, cut them both off, ſo that both hands and the ſword fell down at the feet of thoſe that were fighting. The unfortunate <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> ſeeing himſelf in that deplorable condition, was loath to live any longer, whether that ſtrange misfortune raiſed in him an averſion for life, or that he was perſwaded that through his cruell wounds it would have run out with blood. So that having remained ſome little while as it were in an irreſolution what to do, and ſent forth a doleful exclamation towards heaven, he of a ſudden flies at the Prince, with a deſigne to thruſt him over board into the ſea. And certainly he might have effected it, if the Prince perceiving he made towards him, had not ſtepped aſide with ſo much agility, that the deſperate Pirate not meeting with any thing to ſtay him, and thruſting forwards with the whole weight of his body fell over the veſſel into the Sea, where having no hands to do him any ſervice in point of ſwimming, or to fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſten on any thing if need were, he was ſoon drowned, looſing his life after a little ſtrug<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling, the laſt word that fell from him being the name of <hi>Eliſena,</hi> it being a certain juſtice in the Gods that he ſhould expire in that Element upon which he had committed ſo many crimes, and was grown ſo dreadful to all the world.</p>
               <p>The misfortune of <hi>Zenodorus</hi> took off much of the ſpirit and eagerneſſe of his com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>panions, which had been the moſt animated by his example; but on the other ſide it put <hi>Artaxus</hi> into ſo much rage and violence, that being not any longer able to forbear either out of fear or any other conſideration, he came up to the moſt forward of his men, reſolved to periſh himſelf or to take away his enemies life. <hi>What, cowardly vil<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>laines,</hi> cryed he to his own men, <hi>you are afraid and give back for a ſingle perſon, and you ſuffer the ſtouteſt of your companions to be killed before your faces and are not able to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge them? O ſhame beyond expreſſion, the ſtaine whereof neither all his blood nor all ours is able to waſh off! O</hi> Zenodorus, added he, <hi>ſince thou haſt in my quarrell loſt a life, which thou hadſt preſerved among ſo many dangers, and among ſo many misfortunes, If I cannot make that ſatisfaction to thy Manes which I ought them, receive at leaſt that vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ctime which I now ſacrifice to thee.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words he comes on full of fury<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> when the moſt affectionate of his men caſt themſelves before him, and kept the Prince ſo much in play, that there was little proba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility, with all his valour, he ſhould long deſend a life ſet upon by ſo great a number of enemies, and that with ſo much eagerneſſe and animoſity.</p>
               <p>Alas! how can we imagine the diſconſolate <hi>Cleopatra</hi> was employed while they were engaged in this unequal combate; and with what abundance of teares did ſhe bewayle the loſſe of a Prince whom ſhe ſaw p<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap>riſhing upon her account, and that a Prince who, notwithſtanding the pretended infidelity laid to his charge, was dearer to her than her own life? What endeavours did ſhe not uſe to divert his enemies from their inhumane enterpriſe? But when ſhe perceived that all her intreaties and ſollicitations proved ineffectual, as to the expectation ſhe conceived from them, what complaints, and what regrets did ſhe not importune heaven with, ſince that, in her misfortune, her lamenta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions and teares were all ſhe could afford, and indeed all that Fortune had left her? She embraced the comfortleſſe <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> whoſe teares were mingled with hers, and preſſing her, with an action that ſpoke the height of paſſion; <hi>Now Siſter,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>now, may you ſee the extremity of my cruell and unfortunate deſtiny, now may you ſee the moſt extraordinary effects of heavens indignation, that ever fell upon any wretch in this world. After the infidelity of</hi> Coriolanus, <hi>after the loſſe of my liberty, and after the affliction it muſt needs be to me to ſee my ſelf returned into captivity by no other hand than his whom I loved ſo much, all the miſery I could further expect, was, to ſee the ſame Prince whom I loved ſo dearly, cruel<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y deſtroyed in my ſight, and periſhing in our defence. If</hi>
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                  <hi>it muſt needs be the pleaſure of the gods that he ſhould die in my preſence, it had been ſupportable to me that he had done it while he was yet in his miſtake and fought for our Enemies, and that to the former infidelity I might not reproach him with this laſt, which he hath now ſufficiently cleared himſelf of. But the gods thought not fit to leave me that conſolation in his loſſe, and would needs make his innocence appear as to this laſt crime, where of I might otherwiſe have accuſed him, as if it had been done purpoſely that my grief for his loſſe might be the more in ſupportable.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>But Sister,</hi> ſaid <hi>Artemiſa</hi> to her, whenever the importunity of her teares made any intervall in her diſcourſe, <hi>can you be ſtill of opinion, that this man whom you ſee fight<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing with ſo miraculous a valour for your deliverance; that he, that ſhould caſt himſelfe head<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>long from the top of a rock into the ſea, meerly becauſe he would not ſurvive your loſſe and indignation; and that hath refuſed before us the life which</hi> Artaxus <hi>was content to leave him, purpoſely, that he might ſacrifice it to your ſervice, can be a treacherous and uncon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtant perſon; and will you not quit that opinion upon ſo many apparent demonſtrations of his fidelity and his affection? No doubt, Siſter, but I ſhould have other thoughts of him,</hi> replies Cleopatra, <hi>if in the diſcovery he made to me of his treachery he had not been ſo cruell as to deprive me of all matter of hope, and not leave me any circumſtance whence I might argue any thing on his behalfe. But, I beſeech you; let us have no farther diſpute about his innocence, ſince that if he be found innocent, I ſhall be ſo much the more unfortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate, and that it muſt needs be more inſupportable to me to looſe him innocent, then to ſee him die in his unconſtancy.</hi> And yet Siſter, though I ſee my grief muſt needs be the grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, yet can I not forbear wiſhing him innocent, and therefore whatever he may be, whether innocent or guilty, whether loved or hated by me, might it pleaſe the Gods that I could redeem his life with the ſacrificing of my own, and that thoſe Barbarians that aſſault him, would turn their ſwords againſt my breaſt ſo they would ſpare a life which is ſo deare to me as his.</p>
               <p>The conſequence of theſe words was a torrent of teares, which when it had almoſt ſpent it ſelfe, ſhe lifts up her eies towards heaven, and reaſſuming her diſcourſe; <hi>O ye juſt powers of heaven,</hi> cryed ſhe, <hi>are you then reſolved to expoſe vertue to rage and cruelty, and ſhall heaven be turned into braſſe onely againſt my addreſſes, when it is open to the La<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mentations and cries of other wretches that call upon the gods?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words were hardly underſtood by <hi>Artemiſa</hi> and <hi>Megacles,</hi> who deſirous to have no hand in that unjuſt combat, was come into the room where the Princeſſes were to comfort them as well as he could, but there was ſuch a horrid noiſe in the ſhip about one ſingle perſon, that there could not well be a greater, had there been a fight between divers ſhips. That put <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in a manner out of all hope of ever ſeeing <hi>Coriolanus</hi> alive long, when caſting her eye towards the ſea, as ſhe did every minute almoſt to ſee whether there were any thing coming to their aſſiſtance, ſhe diſcovered a ſhip making all the ſaile ſhe could. That ſight recruited her heart with ſome hope again, eſpecially when ſhe perceived by degrees with <hi>Artemiſa</hi> and <hi>Megacles,</hi> who alſo obſerved her courſe, that the ſhip tacked about and came directly towards theirs, and was not at that time ſo far from it, but that it might come up time enough to relieve the Prince, if he would but ſtand it out as long as he could. To that end ſhe thought fit to communicate that hope to him, and accordingly ſpeaking to him as loud as ſhe could, by reaſon of the noiſe and diſorder; <hi>Take heart Coriolanus,</hi> cryed ſhe to him, <hi>the gods have ſent you re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lief, husband your ſtrength ſo as to expect it, and do not caſt your ſelf away through deſpaire, when it is yet in your power to hope.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> wrought on him the effect ſhe expected they ſhould, and by a certain miracle multiplying the remaining fractions of courage which were yet leſt in the Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> when his ſtrength was upon the point to for ſake him, they obliged him to have a greater care of his life then he had had before. Five or ſix of his enemies were laid with their bellies upward at his feet, and made, as it were, a kind of a ramparta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the reſt, who, notwithſtanding the cries of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> and their own great reſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lution, were afraid to meddle with him, and thought it greater prudence to expect till wearineſſe had made him incapable of fighting any longer, that they might accor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dingly kill him with leſſe danger. <hi>Artaxus</hi> was ſome what of the ſame opinion himſelf, out of a confidence he had that he could not eſcape him, and finding in himſelf, that his ſtrength, grown much leſſe by reaſon of his wounds, was not proportionable to his ſury, as he could have wiſhed, he was content to remit ſomewhat of his rage, and to have a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle patience with him.</p>
               <p>But, having at the exclamation of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> caſt his eye about him on the ſea, and ſeen the ſhip making towards them, which he could not take for any other than an ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my,
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the violence of his grief was inexpreſſible, inſomuch, that retreating ſome few pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces full of confuſion and aſtoniſhment, he was for ſome minutes at ſuch a loſſe, that he ſtood immoveable, and incapable of all reſolution. The firſt imagination that came into his mind, was, that he could not be in a condition to ſtand an engagement with thoſe that came againſt him, eſpecially, when the men he had left, found it ſuch a difficulty to take away the life of a ſingle perſon: ſo that he was in a fear both of looſing <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> without whom he did not much care for life, and alſo to looſe that very life againſt which he had armed ſuch powerful enemies. Poſſeſſed with this fear, he looked all a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout him, and perceiving he was at no great diſtance from the ſhore, he had ſome thought to quit the ſhip, and accordingly to avoid a fight which muſt needs prove diſad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantagious to him upon the ſea. But this reflection was no ſooner in his mind, but he conſidered withall that that flight into the land, beſides the diſhonour of it, would prove fruitleſſe, and that, though he ſhould with much ado get aſhore, yet could he not get <hi>Cleopatra</hi> out of the Veſſel till he had diſpatched <hi>Coriolanus</hi> out of the way. Nay all this granted as poſſible, and that he were delivered of that obſtacle by the death of the Prince, he conceived himſelf leſſe ſafe upon the land than he was upon the ſea, it being in a Coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>trey where all things were at the command of his enemies, and where he was not likely to meet with any retiring place for himſelf, or any to conceal <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom he could not think of for ſaking without death.</p>
               <p>Theſe difficulties, with many others, coming immediately into his imagination, made him ſoon quit the deſign he had at firſt ſramed to himſelf, and thereupon he took an ab<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolute reſolution to fight it out, and to defend his beautiful prize to the very laſt gaſp. In this reſolution, looking up to heaven with eyes ſparkling with indignation, and an action expreſſing the very depth of deſpair; <hi>Though gods and men,</hi> cryed he, <hi>and all the elements combine to ruine me, yet ſhall they not abate a jot of my courage, and if I muſt periſh, implacable destinies! you ſhall find I can do it without either baſeneſſe orremorſe.</hi> With theſe words, he returns to <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> as conceiving it abſolutely ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſary that he ſhould be diſpatched out of the way before the enemy were come up; and thinking it now paſt time to dally, and that he was to make all the haſte hë could with him, he comes up to him in ſuch manner, that the Prince, after he had warded off certain blows which the other had made at him, ſtruck him over the head with all the ſtrength he had. The goodneſſe of the head-piece ſaved him from death; but it was not able to hinder him from being ſtunned in ſuch wiſe, that after he had ſtaggered a while, he fell down within ſome few paces of the Princeſſe <hi>Cleopatra, Megacles</hi> ran immediately to help him, and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> out of the excellency of her good nature, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>membring what ſhe ought her own bloud, came to him, and took up the viſour of his head-piece, to give him a greater freedom of breathing, and more aire.</p>
               <p>While he continued in that condition, <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> running to thoſe that were ſtill fighting againſt <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and who poſſibly, notwithſtanding his miraculous reſiſtance, would have diſpatched him at laſt, comes up to them without any fear, and lifting up her voice that ſhe might be the better heard; <hi>Hold your hands,</hi> ſaid ſhe to them, <hi>and if you expect any favour from thoſe whom you ſee coming to our aſſiſtance, make no further at<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tempt on the life of a Prince, on whom your own will, within theſe few minutes, depend. Tis the onely way you have left you to ſecure your lives, for you are not to hope for any mercy, if you betake you not to your own Prince, and by complyance make your ſelves worthy the pardon which I promiſe you.</hi> Theſe words proved effectual upon ſome part of thoſe that heard them, and particularly upon the <hi>Armenians,</hi> who were moſt of them perſons of conſiderable quality. Theſe were content to do as the Princeſſe would have them, and, giving over fighting, went to ſee how their King did: but the Pirates, in whom the death of their leader, and the deſpaire of pardon wrought a different effect, were obſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate in the deſigne they had conceived to take away <hi>Coriolanus</hi>'s life, and, though there were but one half of them left, yet deſpaired not of revenging the death of <hi>Zenodorus.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The Prince, perceiving himſelf eaſed, not onely of the greateſt part of his enemies, but alſo of the moſt dangerous and moſt valiant, valued not much thoſe that remained; and though he muſt needs be very much weakened, as well by the continual action he had been in, as by ſome ſlight wounds he had received, yet was he now in greater hopes than ever of gaining the victory, and delivering <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> In the mean time, <hi>Artaxus,</hi> who had onely been ſtunned with the heavy blow he had received, comes at length to himſelf, by the aſſiſtance they had given him; but ere he had ſo far recove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red himſelf as to know all that were about him, and become maſter of his ſtrength, that is, before he was in a condition to diſcern what paſſed in the ſhip, and to give out orders about any thing, the other that was coming in to the aſſiſtance of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and which
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had already been known to be one of thoſe of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> was gotten ſo neer, that they could hear them hollow that were within her, and in a man<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>er diſcern their faces.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> having got up, and taken his ſword again, looked about him of all ſides, and perceiving that all his hopes were vaniſhed, he was convinced his final ruine was at no great diſtance. He ſighed again for very grief and rage, as co<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ceiving himſelf not to be in a condition either to execute his revenge, or keep <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in his poſſeſſion, and therefore was at ſuch loſſe and irreſolution; that he knew not what ſide to take. Whi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
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                  </gap>e in the interim, the other ſhip came on ſtill with ſuch ſpeed and ſuch hollowing, that it was out of all queſtion ſhe was an enemy, and indeed within a few minutes after <hi>Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>opatra</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> perceived, in the head of thoſe that were coming to their aſſutance, Prince <hi>Marcellus</hi> and Prince <hi>Alexander,</hi> who, that they might be known to the Princeſſes had raiſed up the viſours of their head-pieces. If <hi>their</hi> joy was extraordinary, the grief of <hi>Ataxus,</hi> who, upon the firſt ſight knew <hi>Alexander,</hi> was no leſſe violent. He bl<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>phemed againſt Heaven, and railed at his evil fortune, and that hateful ſight filled him no doubt, upon the firſt apprehenſion thereof, with ſatal reſolutions. <hi>We muſt periſh,</hi> cry<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed he, <hi>but it is but juſt we bury under our ruines thoſe that ſhould derive any felicity from our deſtruction. And for thy part,</hi> Alexander, <hi>ſaid he, loud enough to be heard by him, aſſure thy ſelf thou ſhall not laugh at the d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>feat of</hi> Artaxus. With theſe words he com<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>s up to the two Princeſſes, and looking on them with eyes red with blood and fire, he put them into a greater fright then ever they had known before; <hi>See bere,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>theſe are either my</hi> ſecurity, <hi>or my</hi> victimes: <hi>what ſhall eſcape my</hi> love, <hi>ſhall never eſcape my</hi> revenge, <hi>and if it be loſt to me, it ſhall be loſt to all the World beſides.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>As he uttered theſe words, he took <hi>Artemiſa</hi> in the left hand, and with the right pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſenting the point of his inhuman weapon to the fair breaſt of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> he directs his fatal looks on <hi>Alexander</hi> and <hi>Marcellus</hi> juſt at the inſtant that they were preparing all things to faſten the grappling-irons; and addreſſing his ſpeech to the Son of <hi>An<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thony:</hi> Alexander, ſaid he to him, <hi>hope not thou ſhalt have any thing to rejoice at in the misfortune of thy enemy, and think not to triumph over me ſo many ſeveral wayes as thou haſt, through the malice of my fortune, and the perſidiouſneſs of</hi> Artemiſa. <hi>It was through the baſeneſſe of this Princeſſe that ſhe ever came into thy power, and the reveng<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing gods have been pleaſed that</hi> Cleopatra <hi>ſhould fall into mine; but if my Siſter hath been too ſuſceptible of thy love, thine hath been too ungratful to entertain the affection I have had for her. Thou returneſt again conducted by that Fortune which hath ever been in hoſtility againſt me, with a deſign, and haply in a condition to force them both out of my hands: but know, that thy hope hath deluded thee, and all thou art to expect from this enterprize, is the death of theſe two Princeſſes, Thou maiſt ſave their lives by directing thy courſe ſome other way, and leaving me at liberty to purſue mine: but if thou loſeſt a ſingle minute in conſidering what reſolution thou ſhould take, thou ſhalt find me already reſolved to ſheath this ſword in the breaſts of</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Artemiſa.</p>
               <p>The King of <hi>Armenia</hi> had made this diſcourſe without the leaſt interruption, while <hi>Alexander,</hi> ſeeing him in that cruel poſture againſt the Princeſſes, had given order to thoſe that were preparing to faſten the ſhip, to forbear, and ſtood in a confuſion, and abſolutely at a loſſe what to think of ſo terrible a ſpectacle. Upon the firſt ſight of that Barbarian and his inhuman attempt, his indignation would have broke out againſt him with all its violence; but fearing, on the other ſide, by his precipitation, to loſe what was a thouſand times dearer to him then his own life, his love tyed up his hands, with conſiderations as ſtrong as the other, and kept him in an irreſolution full of perplexity. Thence it was, that he not onely forbore interrupting <hi>Artaxus</hi> while he ſpoke, but alſo when he had given over, was not able to make him any reply, and onely looked on him with much confuſion, and as if he had been in trance. <hi>Marcellus</hi> was alſo afraid for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom he loved as dearly as he could a Siſter, but his ſoul being not upon this occaſion, capable of ſuch a violence of paſſion as was that of <hi>Alexander</hi> he was guilty of a greater freedom of apprehenſion, and conſequently was the leſſe trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled at the horrour of that object. Hence was it that he took occaſion to ſpeak while the other was ſilent, and darting on <hi>Artaxus,</hi> a look expreſſing the greatneſſe of his indignation; <q>Barbarous wretch, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> if the ſight of thoſe divine beauties cannot ſtay thy hands, conſider what will become of thy own life in that horrid attempt,</q> and doubt not but thou ſhalt looſe it by the moſt exquiſite torments that humane invention ever found out, if thou execute thy barbarous reſolution.</p>
               <p>The Armenian ſmiled at this diſcourſe of <hi>Marcellus,</hi> and looking on him very ſcornefully. <q>Do not imagine, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> that thou canſt frighten me with thy
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menaces, or that I ſtand in any fear of death my ſelf, after I have given it to what I love beyond my ſelf; but if thou with <hi>Alexander</hi> art deſirous of the ſafety of theſe Princeſſes, reſolve immediately to do as I would have you, for ſear your reſolu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions come too late. Ah! ſaies <hi>Alexander</hi> to him, aſſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ming the diſcourſe at laſt, will thy cruelties never have any end, and wilt thou treat me with more inhuma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity upon the ſea of <hi>Alexandria</hi> then thou didſt upon the ſcaffold at <hi>Artaxata?</hi>
                  </q> Thus did he ſpeak to him, as much out of tenderneſs as indignation, when the couragious <hi>Cleoapatra,</hi> out of a jealo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ſie that that ſoftneſs might prove prejudicial to her liberty, and ſtanding leſs in fear of death then of her captivity, and the importunate Love of the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> broke that ſile<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ce which ſhe had obſerved all the time before, and looking on <hi>Alexander</hi> with a countenance that argued much more confidence than his: <q>Brother, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> have a greater relyance on the gods then to forſake us upon the vain frights which <hi>Artaxus</hi> would put us into. He dares not put us to death, but though we were to expect it, we think it much more ſupportable then the life he prepares for us.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaxus</hi> was in a manner ſati<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>fied that theſe words of <hi>Cle<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>patra</hi> would have that effect on the ſpirit of <hi>Marcellus</hi> and that of <hi>Alexander</hi> as ſhe expected they ſhould, and fearing to be ſurprized, he lifted up his arm as he drew near to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> (who was gotten ſome paces from him) either to frighten them the more, or poſſibly to execute his bloody reſolution. But, as happy fortune would have it, at the very ſame inſtant of time, the valiant ſon of <hi>Juba,</hi> who was fighting at the other end of the ſhip againſt thoſe that were leſt of the Pirates, had, notwithſtanding their fi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ding him ſo much employment, (minding the ſafety of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> much more than his own) partly taken notice of what was paſt: Tranſported at the imminent danger he ſaw her in, and per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving it was not now a time for him to be ſo mindful of his own life, broke through thoſe enemies that ſtood in his way, and laying on the ground all that any way oppoſed him, he got up to the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> with ſo much ſpeed, that, before he was ſenſible of his coming, he gave him a thruſt with ſuch force that he laid him at his feet and tum<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled him upon the deck to one ſide of the veſſel. <hi>Artaxus</hi> made a ſhift to get upon a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain, but e're he could do it, <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was gotten before <hi>Cleopatra</hi> in a con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition to defend her, while in the mean time <hi>Alexander</hi> and <hi>Marcellus</hi> in taking their advantage of this intervall had cauſed their ſhip to cloſe with the other, and, notwith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding the oppoſition of the <hi>Armenians</hi> and the <hi>Pirates,</hi> who joyned with them with abundance of reſolution, made their way through and boarded the <hi>Armenian.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This fight, as it was undertaken upon a barbarous occaſion, ſo was it managed with more animoſity than ordinary, and upon that account was it that there was ſome blood ſpilt, which upon another occaſion had haply, through the clemency of the Chiefs, been ſpared. The <hi>Egyptian</hi> ſouldiers that followed <hi>Alexander</hi> put all they met with in their way, to the ſword; but that Prince and <hi>Marc<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>llus</hi> ſcorning a victory too eaſily gained, ran to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and if love obliged the ſon of <hi>Anthony</hi> to mind in the firſt place what he moſt loved, Friendſhip had in a man<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>er the fame effect upon the ſon of <hi>Octavia. Alexander,</hi> full of fury and indignation ran towards <hi>Artaxus,</hi> whom rage had upon the laſt and moſt violent attempts, and who muſt needs have expected the execution of a juſt revenge; but <hi>Artemiſa</hi> ſtepped before him, and ſpeaking to her deareſt <hi>Alexander</hi> with her natural goodneſs; <q>Alexander, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> put not to death the King my Brother, and ſatisfie your ſelf with the victory and poſſeſſion of <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temiſa.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>Alexander</hi> let fall the point of his ſword at this diſcourſe, and looking on the Princeſſe with an action full of affection and reſpect; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>had not you laid your commands on me, I ſhould have conſidered in the perſon of</hi> Artaxus <hi>both the blood of</hi> Artemiſa <hi>and the dignity of a King.</hi> Whereupon, turning to <hi>Artaxus,</hi> who, ſwelling with rage and confuſion, and overpreſſed with grief and wearineſſe, ſate upon the deck, whence darting his ſcattered looks of all ſides, his thoughts ran upon what was moſt barbarous and horrid. <q>King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> ſaid he to him, thou ſhalt receive from us what thou haſt never granted any one, and what indeed thou ſhould not ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect, if thou call to mind that cruel ſcaffold upon which my head was once made a publick ſpectacle. We leave thee thy life, and abſolute liberty to diſpoſe of thy ſelf as thou pleaſeſt, and deſire no other advantage than that of delivering <hi>Artemiſa</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> out of thy cruel hands. From this difference of carriage, thou maiſt reflect on what there is between us, and from the ill ſucceſſe of thy enterpriſes infer what horrour and vengeance the good and juſt powers of heaven have for thy violences and cruelties.</q>
               </p>
               <p>To this effect was the diſcourſe of <hi>Alexander</hi> when the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> looking
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on him with eies wherein the rage which poſſeſſed him was viſibly apparent; <q>Be not ſo fond as to imagine, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> that I will accept of a life from the ſon of <hi>Anthony,</hi> the Cajoller of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and the brother of <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> Thy very birth made thee my enemy, thy crime armed me againſt thee, and thy Siſter, by the little regard ſhe had for my love, hath deprived me of all the deſire I could have had for life. Think not then that I will owe it to him who hath occaſioned me ſo many misfortunes, or ſurvive the hope I now loſe both of being revenged of thee, and poſſeſſing <hi>Cleopatra.</hi>
                  </q> With theſe words he riſes with his ſword in his hand from the place where he was ſet, and rowling his dreadful eyes about him, gave all notice as it were of the horrid reſolution he had taken. The two Princeſſes, who were beſt acquainted with his furious humours, ran behind their defenders, and the Princes ſet themſelves before them in a poſture to oppoſe
<hi>Artaxus,</hi> if he ſhould attempt any thing. The cruel King having conſidered his weak<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, and the little probability there was he ſhould execute what his reſentments inſpired him with, hearkned to the temptation of his evil genius, and after the ſilence of a few minutes; <hi>Implacable Fortune,</hi> ſaid he at laſt, <hi>thou ſeeſt me ruined, but not vanquiſhed, and though, by thy unjuſt aſſiſtance thou haſt made the blood of</hi> Anthony <hi>to triumph over that of</hi> Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bazus, <hi>yet is it not to thee, but to my own revenge and love that I now offer this great ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>crifice.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Having uttered theſe words, with a furious action he turned the point of his ſword a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt his breaſt, and directing it to a certain place where there was nothing of arms to op<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe its paſſage, he fell upon it ſo of a ſudden, that no man had the time to prevent him and that ſo effectually, as to his deſign, that the murdering ſword meeting with no reſiſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance, ran him quite through, and, paſſing through thoſe parts which are moſt neceſſary for the preſervation of life, deprived him of it in a moment. Though that unfortunate King had drawn upon himſelf the deteſtation of all thoſe that were preſen<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> at his death; yet were there ſome among them, who could not but pity his misfortune: and though <hi>Alexander</hi> were a perſon that of all men had the moſt juſt ground to hate him, yet was he extreamly troubled for him, even to the ſhedding of tears at that deplorable adventure. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> ran immediately to her Brother with a face over-flown with tears, and bewail<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed his loſſe with all the lamentations, which an exceſſe of good nature could put into a wo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mans mouth. <hi>Cleopatra, Coriolanus,</hi> and <hi>Marcellus</hi> thought themſelves concerned in it meerly out of a conſideration of generoſity, and not long after, they all jointly acknow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledged the juſtice of the gods in that example, and ſubmitted to their will in the puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of that cruel King. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was ſtill about the body of <hi>Artaxus</hi> with <hi>Megacles</hi> and the reſt of the <hi>Armenians</hi> who had their lives given them upon the mediation of <hi>Cleopatra. Cleopatra</hi> returned her thanks to <hi>Marcellus</hi> and Prince <hi>Alexander</hi> for their aſſiſtance, and <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> not able to ſtand for wearineſſe by reaſon of the continual action he had undergone for ſo long time, and the weakneſſ he was in, through certain wounds he had received, was ſate down, and looked on what paſſed as a perſon diſtracted by different reflections, when <hi>Marcellus</hi> and <hi>Alexander,</hi> caſting their eyes on him, knew him. Their aſtoniſhment was not ſmall at that accident, for <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der,</hi> having been acquainted by <hi>Marcellus</hi> with the pretended infidelity of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> he was no leſſe ſurprized then <hi>Marcellus,</hi> to find him with <hi>Cleopatra.</hi> Now, <hi>Alexander,</hi> having ever loved the perſon, and reſpected the vertue of the Son of <hi>Juba,</hi> thought not the ground he had to hate him ſo great as ſhould oblige him to forget the eſteem he ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times had had for him. But <hi>Marcellus,</hi> whoſe reſentment proceeded from a more violent paſſion, could not abſolutely moderate himſelf in that emergency, and looking according<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly on the Princeſſe <hi>Cleopatra</hi> with a countenance wherein might be ſeen the lively cha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>racters of his aſtoniſhment: <q>What, Siſter, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> is the King of <hi>Mauritania</hi> a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mong you? And is that Prince, who is guilty of ſo horrid an infidelity both againſt you and me, ſo neer <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> whom he had ſo ungratefully forſaken? You may credit your own eyes, <hi>ſayes</hi> Cleopatra <hi>to him,</hi> and know withall, that that very inconſtant man whom you find ſo neer me, hath fought all this day alone againſt <hi>Artaxus</hi> and all his men, hath killed the greateſt part of thoſe you ſee laid along upon the deck, overthrew <hi>Artaxus</hi> in your preſence at the very inſtant, that he was going to take away my life, and hath done ſo much in my aſſiſtance, that without it, yours had come too late, and I had been yet in the hands and power of the King of <hi>Armenia.</hi> I never queſtioned, replies <hi>Marcellus,</hi> but that <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was the moſt valiant Prince upon earth; but we may as little doubt, for your part and mine, but that of all men he is the moſt unfaithful both to his Miſtriſſe and his friend.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> as it were, awakened by this diſcourſe, out of thoſe reflections wherein his thoughts were employed before, and looking on <hi>Marcellus</hi> with a certain diſcovery of his reſentment; <q>Marcellus, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> now do I perceive that thy cruelty knows no
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limits, and thou thinkeſt it nothing to cruſh a miſerable man with ſuch indignities as he could not have expected from a Prince that had ſometimes been his friend. It is a great demonſtration of my fidelity, that I ſuffer theſe affronts from thee with patience, and not many dayes ſince, when thou hadſt an implacable deſign againſt my life, I pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented my breaſt to the point of thy ſword without the leaſt oppoſition, though it be not unknown to thee that I am able to defend it. If it be any trouble to thee that thou didſt not then take it from me, come now and deſtroy the pittiful remainders that are left of it, and ſatiate thy ſelf with my blood without tormenting me continu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ally with thy cruel perſecution. Acknowledge the difference there was between us in point of friendſhip, ſince that, for an imaginary perfidiouſneſſe which thou woulſt have to be conſtrued a real infidelity, thou art bent againſt my life with ſo much inhumanity, and that by ſo many unworthy actions of thine, (whence I cannot but too much infer thy baſeneſſe) thou couldſt never abate any thing of that affection which my heart hath conceived for thee, and does ſtill preſerve, indeed, but with too too much fidelity. Go cruel man, triumph over my misfortune by thy change, and proſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cute, with <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> thoſe enjoyments which I am content to reſign to thee. I muſt needs at laſt conclude from the conformity which I perceive there is between her ſentiments and thine, that it is upon thy account, and to enjoy thee, that ſhe ſlights me, as conceiving her fortune will be much better with <hi>Caeſars</hi> Nephew, a perſon deſtined for the Empire of the Univerſe, then with a beggarly diſpoſſeſſed Prince, whom Fortune hath not left any thing but his ſword. And yet as con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>temptible and as wretched as I am, I would not reſign the intereſt I have in her to <hi>Tiberius,</hi> while I had one drop of bloud left in my veines, and I would wan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der all over the World, but I would find him, and take away his life, did I but once imagine that <hi>Clcopatra</hi> were deſigned for him. But for thee, who didſt ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>times quit the pretentions thou hadſt to her, to me, I find in my ſelf a comply<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance for thee, ſuitable to ſo great an obligation, and if I cannot look on thy for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tune without dying, I will be ſo far from being any way thy hindrance, that I ſhall haply by my death remove out of thy way the greateſt obſtacle which any other but thy ſelf could have met with in ſuch a buſineſs.</q>
               </p>
               <p>This was the diſcourſe of <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> and notwithſtanding the cruel prejudice, whereby ſome, that were concerned in it, were poſſeſſed, yet had it that influence upon their ſpirits, that it was impoſſible for them to conceal the diſcoveries of their ſympathy. <hi>Marcellus,</hi> who was a perſon of an excellent good nature, could not diſſemble it; and doing himſelf a certain violence to expreſſe what he felt within him; <q>Coriolanus, <hi>ſaid he to the Prince,</hi> how far ſoever I ought to be perſwaded of thy infidelity, yet have I not ſo great an a verſion for thee, but that I would ſpend the beſt part of my blood, might it contribute any thing to thy juſtification; and if thy proceeding had been ſuch as to leave us any thing to doubt of, thou hadſt found an ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vocate in my heart, that would have maintained thy innocence againſt all the World to the laſt minute of my life. But, <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> thou wert not pleaſed to afford us that comfort, and haſt taken ſuch a courſe to have thy crime noiſed through the whole Roman Empire, that unleſſe we had been without the limits of it, baniſhed into the moſt remote parts of the earth, it was impoſſible we ſhould be ignorant thereof. Ask the moſt inconſiderable perſon among the Romans what the infidelity of <hi>Coriolanus</hi> was, and by what means it broke forth; and then ask <hi>Caeſar,</hi> ask all the <hi>Romans,</hi> nay, <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra</hi> her ſelf, whether I have betrayed thee, or whether, from the day that for thy ſake I have diſengaged my ſelf from the affection I had for her, I ever looked on her o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>therwiſe then as a Siſter, or minded any mans intereſts as to her, but thine. Do not therefore charge either her or me with any baſen eſs, ſince there hath happened no change in our ſentiments, and that when we both accuſe thee with a departure from thy former thoughts, and the infidelity thou haſt committed againſt us, infer not that I have quit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ted <hi>Julia,</hi> for <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> or that <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> ſhunning <hi>Coriolanus</hi> as a monſter of ingrati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tude, hath looked on the Empire, or <hi>Marcellus,</hi> or indeed any other perſon that thou canſt any way reproach her with.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> being out of all patience at this diſcourſe, riſes up of a ſudden, and coming to <hi>Marcellus</hi> in an exceſs of paſſion; <q>I am ſatisfied, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> that what thou ſaiſt is true; but thou muſt either run me through this heart with thy ſword, or expect to ſee me fall upon the point of my own, after the example of the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> or let me underſtand at laſt, what this infidelity is, which is ſo well known to all the World, and unknown onely to the perſon that hath committed it. I have nothing in particular to acquaint thee withal, replies <hi>Marcellus,</hi> but it was ever my opinion,
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that was apparant to the eyes of all the World carryed crime enough in it to deny thee the thought of innocence, and that thou needeſt not expreſſe thy ſelf more plainly both to <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Marcellus,</hi> then by ſending plenipotentiary Ambaſſadours to <hi>Caeſar</hi> with credentialls under the great Seal of <hi>Mauritania,</hi> to demand of him the Princeſſe <hi>Julia</hi> in marriage, and thereupon to do him homage for thy Kingdom.—Who? I! <hi>cries out the Prince, at this diſcourſe of Marcellus,</hi> have I ſent Ambaſſadours to <hi>Caeſar</hi> to demand <hi>Julia</hi> of him, and to do him homage for my Dominions? Tis true Coriolan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us, <hi>ſaies the Princeſſe</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>who had been ſilent all the time,</hi> tis true, <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> you did ſend them, and if we had not ſeen them our ſelves with their credential letters in form, and with full power, we ſhould hardly have been perſwaded to a thing ſo impro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bable. <hi>Theocles,</hi> one of the moſt eminent of your Subjects, was the chief perſon of that Em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>baſſy, and he came along with <hi>Voluſius</hi> to <hi>Rome,</hi> at his return out of <hi>Mauritania.</hi> There was nothing omitted in that affair, either as to ſolemnity or form, and if it wrought not the effect you expected it ſhould, it hath raiſed in the heart of your friend, and that ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry juſtly, the reſentment he hath diſcovered to you, and in that of the unfortunate <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra,</hi> a grief which will bring her to the grave.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cleopatra</hi> having thus diſburtnened her thoughts by this diſcourſe, <hi>Camilla,</hi> whom the vertue of that Prince had ever obliged to ſide with him, perceiving he was mute and immoveable at theſe reproaches, comes to him, and in few words acquainted him more at large, with the cauſe of his misfortune, and the truth how all things were managed between <hi>Voluſius</hi> and his Ambaſſadours. The ſon of <hi>Juba</hi> no leſſe caſt down at this diſcourſe then if he had been ſtruck with a thunder-bolt, ſtood ſtill for a good ſpace of time looking ſtill about him as if it had been to ſeek for ſome either to witneſs his innocence, or make good the charge put in againſt him. At laſt, diſpelling his aſtoniſhment, and fe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ring his ſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>lence might be thought an argument of his guilt, he comes nearer to <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and ſetting one kn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e to the ground; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>I humbly crave your pardon, for my having charged you with any thing unjuſtly: I ſhould have known, that you are just in all things, and thence have inferred, that your change could not proceed but from a cauſe ſuitable thereto. I might haply, not without reaſon, hope it from your goodneſs and the friend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſhip of</hi> Marcellus, <hi>that you would have proved my advocate to your ſelf, and plead my cauſe against the artifices and deſignes of my enemies. And this it was not hard for you to take notice of; ſince there was little likelihood I ſhould ſo much court the allyance and friendſhip of</hi> Caeſar <hi>when I was poſſeſſed of the throne of my Anceſtors, having ſlighted it in a time when I had no favour or fortune to hope for, but from him alone, or that I ſhould voluntarily offer him the homage of my kingdomes after I had conquered them by open war, and the defeat of his forces, when I had not long before refuſed them of him upon thoſe very terms. But, in fine, ſince I have not been ſo fortunate as to find that protection in you, and that you have really been perſwaded that I had been guilty of a baſeneſs ſo im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>probable as that, and<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> if I may preſume to ſay it, ſo diſconſonant to the other actions of my life, it concerns me <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>o endeavour my own juſtification, and to ſatisfie both you, and all the world beſides, of the impoſſibility there is I ſhould be guilty of ſo baſe an infidelity. I muſt find out</hi> Voluſius <hi>and</hi> Theocles, <hi>and I muſt find out</hi> Ti<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>rius, <hi>who, no doubt, is the Authour of this cruel intrigue. I hope, through the aſſiſtance of the gods, to make my innocence apparent to all and am confident that within a ſhort time I ſhall diſpel all theſe miſts of plots and prejudice. But<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> Madam, you may be pleaſed to remember, that when you baniſhed me out of your ſight for ever, and pronounced that dreadful ſentence, which hath occaſioned all my loſſes, I was maſter of two great Kingdoms which I came to preſent you with, and that through the deſpair you put me into, you deprived me not only of the power but even of the deſign I had to go and maintain them, as no doubt I could have done againſt all the forces of the Univerſe. Through that misfortune is it now come to paſſe that I have nothing left me, as having lost, not onely the crowns I had conquered, but alſo the Friendſhip of</hi> Caeſar. <hi>from whom I was to hope for all I could expect. So that when I ſhall return again into your ſight, in a condition innocent enough to hope a readmiſſion into your favour, I ſhall have no Crown to offer you nor indeed a refuge in any part of the earth, it being not ſo eaſie for me to expect a ſecond revolt of my Subjects, after I have by my negligence betraied them to</hi> Caeſars <hi>ſeverity, and the orders he hath ſetled in the Provinces ſince his laſt conquest thereof. Thus Madam, can I not caſt my eies on you with any confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence; nor indeed deſire<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> you ſhould faſten your ſelf to the fortunes of miſerable perſon that hath not an inch of earth to offer you and to entertain you in. However I go my waies in order to my juſtification, ſo to ſatisfie both my love and my duty, by both which I am equally obliged thereto: and when I ſhall have affected it, I ſhall either, out of a complyance with the will of the gods, not diſturb a better fortune, which it is in their power to ſend you, or, with my hopes, loſe a life which muſt needs be troubleſome to you, and to me inſupportable.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>To this effect was the diſcourſe of <hi>Juba's</hi> ſon, and <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Marcellus</hi> were ſo mov<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed thereat, as alſo at the reflection he cauſed them to make upon the deplorable change of his condition, that they could not forbear teares, and all other demonſtrations of the tenderneſſe, compaſſion, and ſympathy, which might be expected upon ſuch an occaſion. <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the moſt concerned of any to expreſſe her ſentiments to the Prince, looking on him with with eies wherein could not be ſeen any thing of diſpleaſure; <q>Go Coriola<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nus, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> go, and endeavour your juſtification, I deſire you ſhould effect it, no leſſe than you do your ſelf. 'Tis poſſible you might be ſufficiently juſtified in my appre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henſions by the things you have done for my deliverance, by the probability which I find in your diſcourſe, and by the good opinion I have of you, were it not requiſite to make your innocence apparent, that ſo it might be lawfull for <hi>Cleopatra</hi> to readmit you, with honour into her former favour and affection. They are but juſtrewards of pour fidelity, if you have continued in it, and the loſſe of your Kingdomes ſhall looſe you no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing in my heart, if yours have ſuffered no change. In the mean time conceale your ſelfe in a Country where you are to feare all things,</q> as being ſo near
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                  <hi>ſo powerful an enemy; and aſſure your ſelf that in the uncertainty I may be in of your fidelity, I am not ſo little concerned in the ſafety of your life, but that I tremble when I reflect on the hazards whereto you expoſe it.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words ſhe reached forth her hand to raiſe him up, and the Prince imagined to himſelf ſo much kindneſs and obligation in what ſhe had ſaid, as alſo in all the other de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monſtrations of her affection, that for the time he had in a manner loſt all remembrance of his misfortunes. He ſtood ſtill and made no reply, not knowing how to expreſs his re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſentments, when <hi>Marcellus,</hi> looking on him with eyes red, by reaſon of the tears he had ſhed; <hi>Prince, whom I once loved ſo dearly,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>and whom I cannot yet hate, if you are innocent, I know not what reparations to make you; but what condition ſoever you may be found in, I here promiſe that I will never oppoſe you.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Having ſaid thus much, they all went towards <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> who was ſhowring down her tears upon the body of her Brother, and, after they had given her a little time to recover her ſelf, they intreated her to paſs into the other Veſſel. <hi>Artemiſa</hi> was content, and was handed in by her <hi>Alexander,</hi> who, looking on her now as Queen of <hi>Armenia,</hi> by reaſon of the general opinion there was of the death of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> would have behaved him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf with more reſpect towards her than he had done before, would ſhe have permitted it. They ordered <hi>Megacles</hi> to carry the body of <hi>Artaxus</hi> to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> that it might be em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>balmed, and tranſported thence into the monument of his Fathers: and <hi>Coriolanus,</hi> who had a great eſteem for <hi>Megacles,</hi> out of a conſideration of his vertue, would needs be car<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ried aſhore in his ſhip. <hi>Cleopatra, Marcellus, Alexander,</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> having once more taken their leaves of him, went into their own, and, with all the joy and ſatis<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>faction, which they could derive from the liberty of the two Princeſſes, ſet ſaile towards <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
            </div>
            <trailer>
               <hi>The End of the Nineth Part of</hi> Cleopatra.</trailer>
         </div>
         <div n="10" type="part">
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            <head>HYMENS <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR Loves Maſter-peice. Part. <hi>X.</hi>
            </head>
            <div n="1" type="book">
               <head>LIB. I.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Artaban <hi>and</hi> Eliſa, <hi>Princeſs of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>take ſanctuary in</hi> Alexandria. Agrippa, <hi>un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der whoſe protection they had caſt themſelves, falls in love with</hi> Eliſa, <hi>but out of conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ration of Vertue and Generoſity, forbears the diſcoveries of his affection.</hi> Candace <hi>and</hi> Eliſa <hi>diſcourſe of their loves.</hi> Caeſaria <hi>(generally known by the name of</hi> Cleomedon) <hi>comes to</hi> Alexandria, <hi>upon intelligence that Queen</hi> Candace <hi>was there, with whom he hath a ſecret interview in the night-time. He entertains her and</hi> Eliſa <hi>with a continuation of his Hiſtory. He gives battle, with</hi> 16000 <hi>men, to</hi> Tiribaſus, <hi>who had</hi> 100000, <hi>is left for dead in the field, but afterwards miraculouſly recovered by</hi> Eteocles, <hi>who was left in a condition not much better. The next day after the battel,</hi> Eurinoe, <hi>an</hi> Ethiopian <hi>Lady, coming into the Field to ſeek the body of her beloved</hi> Teramenes, <hi>is brought alſo to that of</hi> Cleomedon, <hi>whom, as having killed him, and not long before a Brother of hers, ſhe would have run through with a dagger, but is prevented by</hi> Eteocles. <hi>Making a ſecond attempt to do it, ſhe finds ſomething in his Countenance, which being taken with, ſhe had compaſſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on on him, cauſing him and</hi> Eteocles <hi>to be carryed to he<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap> Castle, where they were nobly en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertained, and recovered of their wounds.</hi> Euri<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>oe, <hi>having given order for the en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terrement of her dear</hi> Teramenes, <hi>he miraculouſly recovers to life, and is brought by</hi> Pe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lorus <hi>to a Siſters houſe of his, where he is ſecretly Cured, and informed of all that paſſes at</hi> Eurinoe's. <hi>She falls in love with</hi> Cleomedon, <hi>whom ſhe much preſſes to promiſe her a mu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tual affection: but he perſiſting in his former reſolutions of vertue, and constancy towards</hi> Candace, <hi>all proves ineffectual. Several conferences they had together to that purpoſe, moſt of which are over-heard by</hi> Teramenes, <hi>who thereupon conceives a great eſteem for</hi> Cleomedon. <hi>At laſt</hi> Teramenes <hi>is reconciled to</hi> Eurinoe, <hi>and by the mediation of</hi> Cle<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>omedon <hi>they are married before his departure thence; and, in requital of his good offices, furniſh him with all things neceſſary. He goes to</hi> Telemactrus <hi>and</hi> Oriſthenes, <hi>to whom he diſcovers himſelf, and acquaints them with the deſign he had againſt</hi> Tiribaſus.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>IN the mean time, the Queen of <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> and the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians</hi> were got<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten into <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and after that the two Princeſſes had been diſpoſed into their ſeveral lodgings, <hi>Cornelius,</hi> who had already taken order for the entertainment of the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> did the like for the accommodation of <hi>Artaban.</hi> This lat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, though he were not looked upon as a perſon of a royal rank, as <hi>Tygranes</hi> was, yet was he treated with as much reſpect as any of thoſe that wore Diadems; and the great reputation he had acquired, ſuch as was already ſpread over the whole earth, added to the gracefulneſs of his countenance, and that majeſtick aire which was ſo remarkable in his perſon, made <hi>Agrippa,</hi> and the Praetor of <hi>Egypt</hi> conſider him as a man worthy of all the reverence and acknowledgment that might be due even to the <hi>Caeſars.</hi> Though by an ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary indulgence of good fortune he had come off without wounds, having been en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gaged
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in ſo great a fight as he was that day, yet was he not ſo throughly recovered of thoſe he had received before, but that the action he had been in, had weakned him ſo much, as that he ſtood in need of ſome reſt. <hi>Eliſa</hi> could have wiſhed he ſhould take his eaſe for a certain number of daies; but, not able to perſwade him to it, by reaſon of the impoſſibi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity which he urged there, was, he ſhould forbear waiting on her for ſo long time, after he had ſo miraculouſly met with her again, ſhe laid her commands on him not to ſtir out of his bed for that night, and the beſt part of the next day, though ſhe did no ſmall violence to her ſelf meerly out of the tenderneſs ſhe had for his health. He obeyed her commands with that reſpectful ſubmiſſion, which, notwithſtanding his heat &amp; fierceneſs, he had ever obſerved towards her, and, receiving the lodgings appointed him, and the Officers whom <hi>Cornelius</hi> ordered to waite on him, with abundance of ſatisfaction and reſpects, he paſſed over that night in his bed with reflections much different from thoſe which he had had, for ſome that preceded it. Certain it is, that that great ſoul, great even among thoſe that could pretend moſt to greatneſs, though it were not immoderately ſubject either to grief or joy, was at this time ſenſible of both: for as it had, in the loſs of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> made tryal of the greateſt ſpight that a malicious fortune could do him; ſo in the happy recove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry of her, he had met with the ſweeteſt ſatisfaction he could be capable of.</p>
               <p>During theſe pleaſant entertainments of his thoughts, reflecting on the many extraordi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary accidents that checquered his life, and not a little delighted with the conſideration of thoſe many victories that had raiſed his fame to ſo high a pitch, and the noble demon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrations of his affection to his Princeſs, he could hardly for ſome time ſo much as think of the misfortunes he had already run through, or the oppoſition he might for the future meet withal, through either the cruelty of <hi>Phraates,</hi> or the troubleſome enterview be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween him and the King of the <hi>Medes.</hi> All this ſignified very little with him, when it came into his mind that he had found <hi>Eliſa</hi> again, that, by many diſcoveries, he found her not diſpleaſed that ſhe had met him, that he was within the ſame walls with her, and that in a place, where ſhe ſtood not in fear of any thing from either the Authority or Ty<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ranny of <hi>Phraates. O ye immortal gods,</hi> ſaid he at laſt, directing his thoughts to Heaven with all poſſible acknowledgment, <hi>O ye aſſistant deities, who have ever delivered me out of thoſe abyſſes of misfortunes, whereinto an implacably malicious Fortune, and the ingrati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tude of men have often forced me! I humbly acknowledg your power in this miraculous effect of your goodneſs, and I repine no longer for what I have ſuffered, either from the hands of ungrateful men, or from the contrary diſpoſal of my destiny; ſince you have been pleaſed at length to restore me my</hi> Eliſa. <hi>I have not forgotten how much I am obliged to celebrate your divine aſſiſtances, not only for a many Vistories which have proved the means to raiſe me to ſome name and rank in the World, but alſo for the extraordinary protection which you thought fit to afford me, as well amidſt the ſwords of my Enemies, as the angry Waves. There is therefore much leſs reaſon I ſhould forget, that, at the point of deſpair, you reſtore my Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſs, and with her thoſe felicities which are not ſubject either to the inconſtancy of Fortune, or the ingratitude of men.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>From this conſideration his thoughts were taken up with <hi>Tigranes,</hi> and he began to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flect on the obſtacles and inconveniences he might fear from him, and his unfortunate meeting with him; and certainly, ſuch a reflection, had it happened at ſome othe time might have moderated, if not diſturbed, his joy, but, as things ſtood now, it was not ſo conſiderable as to come into ballance againſt his preſent happineſs. Whereupon, calling to mind how that during the ſmall time he had been felicified with the company of his <hi>Eliſa,</hi> he had obſerved that her affections were abſolutely devoted to him, and that ſhe had all a verſion that could be for <hi>Tigranes,</hi> he could not but raiſe his thoughts to a certain confidence, that all the hindrance he might fear from that Rival would not be able to in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jure his Fortune. The protection which <hi>Agrippa</hi> had put him in hopes of, amounted to ſo much, as to win him into a belief, that <hi>Caeſar</hi> would not any way oppoſe him, and the conſtancy he had perceived in <hi>Eliſa</hi> towards him, though ſhe were not naturally guilty of too much forwardneſs, made him imagine that though all the world ſhould be againſt him, yet was happineſs ſo ſurely grounded on the affection of his Princeſs, that nothing could ſhake it. Amidſt theſe imaginations, wherein it might be ſaid he placed a certain felicity, his greateſt diſquiet, was, that he wanted the ſight and preſence of his <hi>Eliſa</hi> for ſome few hours; and the impatience he was in to ſee her again, made him look on that one night, and a peice of the next day, as if it had been a year, ſo trivial ſeemed to him the conſideration of his reſt in compariſon of that of his Love.</p>
               <p>But if his reflections troubled and interrupted his ſleep, that of the great <hi>Agrippa</hi> might be ſaid to be ſubject to greater diſtraction. For the paſſion he had for <hi>Eliſa</hi> having already arrived to its full ſtrength, and being come to ſuch a height as that all the force of his un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>derſtanding
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and diſcourſe was not able to oppoſe it, the effects it had wrought in his ſoul were accordingly ſo violent, that he could expect no other iſſue thereof but perpetual and inevitable diſquiet. And though it had been meerly out of the conſideration of his own vertue, which would not ſuffer him to deny the doing of a good action, when an opportunity offered it ſelf to do it, that he had protected <hi>Artaban,</hi> againſt the armes and power of <hi>Tygranes,</hi> and purely out of generoſity had taken his part rather than that of the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> yet was it not in his power to forbear looking on him as his Ri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>val, and that not as a Rival out of favour and ſlighted, as <hi>Tygranes</hi> was, but as one much eſteemed by <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and conſequently as the only perſon that had been ſo fortunate as to en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gage her affections. He had, it ſeems, that very day obſerved very evident demonſtra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tions of the mutual reſpects that paſſed between them. And whereas, on the other ſide, the revolutions which had happened in the Kingdome of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> and that of the <hi>Medes</hi> by the valour and conduct of <hi>Artaban</hi> were of ſuch conſequence as that they were known all over the world; in like manner, his inclinations for <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and the ingratitude of <hi>Phraates,</hi> made no ſmall noiſe among the Romans, and by that means was come to the ears of <hi>Agrippa,</hi> ſo that when he looked on <hi>Artaban,</hi> he muſt needs conſider him as that perſon, who of all men was the moſt likely and moſt able to croſs him in his love, or rather as the only man that could ruine all his pretences.</p>
               <p>This conſideration made him ſigh for very grieſe, and if his vertue had not been ſo great, no queſtion but he had repented him of the aſſiſtance he had given him: but, having withal a great and gallant ſoul, and all his reſentments conformable to the noble fame he had ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quired, he could not be troubled that he had done what he ought to have done, and thought it ſufficient only to quarrel at the croſsneſs of his Fortune without being guilty of a wiſh that ſhould any way derogate from his Vertue. Nay, he was not able to conceive any a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verſion for ſuch a Rival, and thoſe excellent qualities which might oblige him to fear <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban,</hi> were no leſs powerful in obliging him to love him, as repreſenting to him, that he might by the ſame means deſerve the friendſhip of <hi>Agrippa,</hi> as he had obtained the love of <hi>Eliſa.</hi> And yet all this hindered not but that he wiſhed himſelf loved by <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and all the great vertue he was maſter of, could not oppoſe in him a deſire ſo natural to thoſe that Love, nor prevaile with him to quit <hi>Eliſa</hi> to <hi>Artaban,</hi> though he were very much in her favour, and not unworthy her affections. He was ſatisfied that how earneſt ſoever he might be to gain her love, all his endeavours would prove ineffectual, and yet h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>s paſſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>on exaſperated by that kind of deſpair, ſeemed to grow more and more powerful, and to ſeat it ſelf in his ſoul with more empire and authority.</p>
               <p>From this therefore he concluded, that it was impoſſible for him to give over loving <hi>E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liſa,</hi> and thereupon reſolved to do all that lay in his power to force her inclinations from <hi>Artaban,</hi> and to give a check to the favour ſhe was pleaſed to afford him. But, in re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gard that all his thoughts were conformable to honour and generoſity, and out of a conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration that he could not, without prejudice to both, diſturb a noble affection grounded on extraordinary Services, and that, between perſons that had caſt themſelves under his protection, in a place where he had all power in his own hands, and where, in all likeli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hood, he could not make uſe of his authority, without a certain kind of tyranny, he ſought but a mean to reconcile his <hi>Love</hi> to his <hi>Vertue,</hi> and to manage the former without per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>judice to the latter.</p>
               <p>Upon theſe reflections he reſolved to diſpute the buſineſs fairly with <hi>Artaban,</hi> without any advantage to matter of power, and to ſtrive with him for the heart of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> by de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſert and ſervices, and not make uſe of his credit in the Empire, or the authority of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> Being confirmed daily more and more in that reſolution; What injury, <hi>ſaid he,</hi> do I do Artaban, <hi>by being deſirous to engage with him in a combat; wherein all the advantage is of his ſide? And what quarrell can be juſtly have againſt me when I ſhall with no other force, than that of Love, aſſault a heart already delivered up to his diſpoſall, and that a heart fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vourably prepoſſeſſed for him with all that may make him happy, to my prejudice. I am not engaged to him either upon any account of Friendſhip, or obligation. and wherefore ſit no reaſon that ſhould perſwade me tamely to ſit down in my own miſery, out of a fear of thwarting his happineſſe. There are few perſons haply that have ſuch a command of their in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clinations, as to confine themſelves to thoſe rules which I propoſe to my ſelfe, and it is in Love rather than policy, and to gain the poſſeſſion of what a man moſt affects, rather than to gain a Kingdome, that it is lawful to employ all armes, and to make uſe of all manner of forces<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> And yet to avoid the reproach, I might make to my ſelfe, of having abuſed my Fortune a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt perſons to whom it is contrary, I will by no means make uſe of</hi> Auguſtus's <hi>favour, or the power I have in the Empire, but ſhall be content to be unhappy while I live, if my happineſs cannot be effected by other waies than thoſe.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
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Having ſo ſaid, he recollected himſelf for ſome few minutes, as if he were extream<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly well ſatisfied with the reſolution he had taken. But not long after, reflecting on the difficulty of his enterpriſe, and the little hope he had to bring it to any effect: <hi>It is true,</hi> continued he, <hi>that by this courſe I ſhould avoid that remorſe and thoſe ſcruples with might riſe in my mind, for oppreſſing, by my power, a man whoſe vertue is not inferiour to my own: but, alas! if thus be the way to quiet my conſcience, it is alſo the onely courſe I can take to cruſh my hopes; that is, I undertake a buſineſſe whereof I cannot expect the ſucceſſe ſhould be fortunate.</hi> Artaban <hi>is alrea<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y very much in the affections of</hi> Eliſa, <hi>and beſides the eminent ſervices, whereby he hath deſerved her favour, he is otherwiſe worthy of it upon the account of the great excellencies of his perſon, as much as for the noble effects of his Love. So that there is very little probability, that a Soul engaged not only by a great merit and very conſiderable ſervices, but alſo haply by a ſtrong inclination, can eaſily be diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>engaged by a new affection, if I neglect my advantages, (which alone may come into compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>riſon with thoſe of my Rival) and meerly upon the account of merit deal with a merit, which is ſo far from being inferiour to my own, that it hath already wrought in the ſoul of</hi> Eliſa, <hi>all that I could hope, or rather all that I could deſire.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This reflection troubled, and caſt him down very much; but not long after taking en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>couragement from that little ſhadow of hope which ever offers it ſelf even to the mo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t mi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerable; <hi>Why,</hi> added he, <hi>may it not be lawful for me to hope? There happen daily revoluti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>òus no leſſe ſtrange than what I am about to undertake, and if a m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n may be pardoned, a little ſelf-conceit upon ſome certain occaſions, I may hope ſomething beyond the ordinary rate of men. My perſon is not unacceptable to thoſe that ſee me, I have ſome name among men, my rank is conſiderable enough to work ſome effect on the inclinations, of</hi> Eliſa, <hi>to the preju<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dice of a man, to whom heaven, though it hath beſtowed on him great advantages, hath de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nied ſome part of thoſe which it was but requiſite he ſhould have to pretend to the Princeſſe of the</hi> Parthians. <hi>Let us hope then if we may preſume to do it, or at leaſt, let us not abſolutely deſpair, ſince that hope is a vertue ſo much inclined to aſſiſt any one, that it hardly for ſakes the moſt unfortunate that are, though in their greateſt and laſt extremities.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Thus were <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Artaban</hi> treated by love, (who at this time, in a City where the <hi>Ptolomeys</hi> had reigned, was taken up with nobler employments then haply he had met with in all the extent of his Empire) while Prince <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> and Prince <hi>Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph</hi> were entertained by him with ſuch enjoyments as to all others were incomprehen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>
                  <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ible. Theſe two Lovers, who, after ſo many traverſe<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> offortune, and ſo many tem<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peſts, ſaw themſelves at the feet of their amiable Princeſſes, as it were in a ſecure Haven, could not without ſome difficulty apprehend the greatneſſe of their felicity, when they re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>flected on their paſt miſeries, and may in ſome ſort be ſaid to have found that, in the exceſſe of their joy, which they had avoided in their afflictions and dangers, All that day was ſpent in tranſports, ſuch as the prudence of their Princeſſes would have moderated, though ineffectually; and though thoſe of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> ſhould, proporti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>onably to his adventures, and the accidents had happened to him, (which indeed had been of the moſt dangerous and extraordinary) have expreſſed in all probability ſomething <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ore vehement then could be expected from thoſe of <hi>Philadelph;</hi> yet was it certain, that in the ſoul of the Prince of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> there paſſed ſomewhat that argued a greater tenderneſs and ſenſibility of affection. For, this ſatisfaction having happened equally to both, that they had met with the Princeſſes they adored, and whom they ſought out ſo earneſtly, <hi>Philadelph</hi> had this advantage, that now he had by many infal<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lible demonſtrations diſcovered himſelf to be admitted to a happineſs which he was not before aſſured of, and found that his amiable <hi>Delia,</hi> who, while they were in <hi>Cilicia,</hi> could never be perſwaded to declare what ſentiments ſhe had for him, made no diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culty to afford him, even in the preſence, and with the conſent, of her Brother, the greateſt proofs of affection he could have deſired, from a vertue, ſuch as was that of <hi>Delia.</hi> Above a hundred times that day had he embraced her knees, with expreſſions of love particular to his paſſion; and the modeſt <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> mildly putting him back, could not but with joy obſerve the continuation of that noble affection, whereof he had given her ſo many obliging demonſtrations in <hi>Cilicia.</hi> The more he called to mind thoſe pleaſant entertainments, the more it added to h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>s acknowledgments, inſomuch, that the fair <hi>Olympia,</hi> whom <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had already acquainted with all the particulars of their Hiſtory, conceiving an affection towards <hi>Philadelph,</hi> upon the account had been given her of his generous way of proceeding, took occaſion to confirm <hi>Arſinoe</hi> more and more in the reſentments ſhe had thereof.</p>
               <p>Yet was not this felicity of <hi>Philadelph</hi> without ſome diſturbance, for the experience he had of the King of <hi>Armenia</hi>'s diſpoſition, (which was ſuch as admitted no reconcili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ation
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with his enemies) put him, not without ſome ground, into a fear he might refuſe his allyance, and, out of the hatred he had to him, for his houſe, raiſe him ſome new diffi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>culties. <hi>Arſinoe</hi> her ſelf was not abſolutely free from that fear, and could not diſſemble it to <hi>Philadelph,</hi> when he diſcovered his to her: but <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> gave him the beſt con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolations and aſſurances he could, by promiſing him that he would further his intereſts as much as lay in his power, even though the King his Brother ſhould oppoſe them, and that he would periſh rather then that <hi>Arſinoe</hi> ſhould be any other mans then <hi>Philadelph.</hi> Be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſides, when it came to the worſt, they had this courſe to gain the conſent of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> ſtill left with them, which was to make uſe of the authority of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who had ſuch an influence upon the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> that he could not deny him any thing, having ſome intentions, to that very end, to caſt themſelves under the protection of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> who had ſometimes profferred it them, and making no doubt but that he would employ the utmoſt of his intereſt to effect their quiet, not onely upon their own intreaty, but al<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſo upon the recommendation of <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who had promiſed to aſſiſt them with all the power he had with the Emperour. The ſame mediation they thought would prove ef<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fectual with the King of <hi>Cilicia,</hi> who in all probability would gladly comply with the deſires of <hi>Caeſar,</hi> though, on that ſide, all that was to be done was to ſatisfie <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſinoe,</hi> in regard <hi>Philadelph</hi> was fully reſolved not to be troubled at any obſta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cle which through the means of the King his Father, might any way delay his happineſſe.</p>
               <p>As for <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> his trouble was much leſſe, as being not obliged, as <hi>Arſinoe</hi> was, to be guided by the will of his Brother, and knowing no reaſon he could alledge to diſapprove the allyance of <hi>Olympia.</hi> However, he hoped he ſhould not want <hi>Caeſars</hi> Au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thority, if it were requiſite, and doubted not but he ſhould find him favourable in an occa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion which of its ſelf was ſufficiently ſuch. The conſent of <hi>Adallas</hi> he ſtood not at all upon, as thinking it unneceſſary, and, beſides that he had already given it, he had, by the inconſtancy of his proceedings, given them but too clear a diſpenſation from all ordinary proceedings. The greateſt regret he now had, was, that he wanted a Crown to preſent <hi>Olympia</hi> withall, as <hi>Adallas</hi> had ſometimes caſt it in his diſh. For though that Princeſſe ſeemed to be very well ſatisfied with his preſent condition, and to prefer his perſon before all the Empires of the World, yet had it been no ſmall difficulty to him to digeſt the diſpleaſure he conceiv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed thereat, had there not been'a certain hope left, that with the help of the ſame ſword which had defended <hi>Thrace</hi> with ſo much valour, he might poſſibly raiſe <hi>Olympia</hi> to the dignity of her Anceſtors. Beſides, it muſt needs be ſome grief to him, to obſerve, in the Princeſſes countenance, the alteration, which her ſickneſſe and ſufferings had wrought therein; but he doubted not but that in an age, ſuch as was that of <hi>Olympia,</hi> joy might reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver what ſadneſſe had taken away, nay, he was further of opinion that the change which her condition had received that very day, had in that ſmall ſpace of time retrived no ſmall part of her beauty.</p>
               <p>Theſe four, mutually loving, and mutually beloved perſons, having thus paſſed the day together, underſtood at night, and not long after the return of <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace,</hi> ſome part of what had happened to them, and how that the Princeſſe of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> had almoſt been carryed away: but what they heard was with ſome uncertainty and confuſion<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> And therefore ſince it was very late, and that they were aſſured the Princeſſes were ſaſely ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rived in the palace they forbore the viſit they intended them till the next day, as being on<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly to expreſſe how much they concerned themſelves in their adventure, and their deſires to be acquainted with the particulars thereof.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, <hi>Candace,</hi> and the fair <hi>Eliſa</hi> being retired to the lodgings appointed them, after they had endured the converſation of <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius</hi> for the ſpace of an hour, were no ſooner left alone with the women that attended them, but perceiving themſelves delivered of the company that had hindred them from entertaining one another when they had the greateſt deſire and opportunity to do it, they cauſed their chamber door to be made faſt, that they might diſcourſe with greater privacy and liberty. After they had looked upon one the other, with eyes wherein might be perceived ſome part of what they had to ſay, they embraced one another with as much earneſtneſſe, as if it had been a long time ſince they had met. Whereupon, ſitting down together upon a bed, <hi>Candace</hi> began firſt to ſpeak, and preſſing <hi>Eliſa's</hi> hand between her own, with an action expreſſing the greatneſſe of her friendſhip; <hi>Well then, my deareſt Princeſſe,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>will you not for the future give credit to my predictions, and was I not a true propheteſſe when I promiſed you a happy change in your fortune? Faireſt Queen,</hi> replyed Eliſa, return<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her careſſes, <hi>I ſhould but poorly acknowledge the happineſſe it was to me to meet with you, ſhould I not have derived from it all the advantages I could expect, for I have not onely found</hi>
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                  <hi>what I gave over for loſt, according to your prediction, but I have found it by your means, and through that inſpiration which no doubt you had from Heaven, to take me along with you to that happy walk. So that it ſeems then,</hi> replies Candace, <hi>I am not like to be henceforth the moſt ſatisfied of us two, and that you will return me ſome part of thoſe conſolations which you have received from me, when I ſhall bewayle</hi> Caeſario, <hi>as you did</hi> Artaban. <hi>May it not pleaſe the gods,</hi> replyed Eliſa, <hi>that you have the ſame occaſion to do it? I had with theſe eies ſeen</hi> Artaban <hi>buried in the waves, and you have ſeen</hi> Caeſario <hi>living within theſe few dayes, and know that he is not far from</hi> Alexandria. <hi>I know not certainly,</hi> replies Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace with a ſigh, <hi>whether I may truſt my own eies or no, and through the experience I have of my own unhappineſſe, I begin to imagine that rencounter a pure illuſion. But whatever it may have been, I am content for this day to ſuſpend the remembrance of all my misfortunes, to diſpoſe my ſelf the more abſolutely to joy out of a complyance with your good fortune, wherein I think my ſelf ſo much concerned that I can hardly believe your apprehenſions of it more lively then mine. This argues you as excellent in point of goodneſſe,</hi> replyed Eliſa, <hi>as you are in all thoſe great perfections which make you ſo admirable a perſon, and theſe I am ſo extreamly ſen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible of, that.......</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>No more of that, I beſeech you,</hi> ſaics Candace, interrupting her, <hi>I do not expect any acknowledgements, from you, of an affection, which, being but too much your due, the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions I make you thereof cannot be exceſſive, nay I queſtion not but your merit will force as much from all the World beſides. But ſince it is lawful for me to rejoice with you, now that all occaſions of your weeping are taken away; do you not expect I ſhould reproach you with a felony you are guilty of towards me, for having ſtollen from me a man, whoſe firſt inclinati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, if I am not much miſtaken, were directed to me And conſequently you will give me leave to charge you with the trick you put upon me, in that, when you related to me the great actions of</hi> Artaban, <hi>you would not let me know that it was</hi> Britomarus, <hi>and that, when I gave you an account of the firſt actions of</hi> Britomarus, <hi>you would not tell me it was your</hi> Artaban.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>You charge me with two things,</hi> replyed the Princeſſe, <hi>whereof I ſhall find it no great difficulty to clear my ſelf. For the former, which is, that I have robbed you of the heart of</hi> Artaban, <hi>I am to tell you, that the age and condition he was of when he was with you, conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dered, there is little probability he ſhould lift up his eies ſo high as you; and that further, ſuppoſing that might happen, the treatment he received from you,</hi> continued ſhe ſmiling, <hi>might ha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ly diſplace you out of his heart, ſo that there might not poſſibly be any neceſſity he ſhould meet with</hi> Eliſa <hi>the more to alienate his inclinations from you. And for the latter, which is, that I had not diſcovered to you that</hi> Artaban <hi>was the ſame perſon with</hi> Britomarus, <hi>I can aſſure you, that I have ever been ignorant of it as well as your ſelf; that</hi> Artaban <hi>never ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quainted me with any thing that had happened unto him before I kn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>w him, and that, being ſatisfied that his greateſt glory conſiſted in the memorable actions he had done, whereof thoſe of moſt conſequence we had the knowledge of, I was never guilty of a curio<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ity to know any more of his fortune then he was pleaſed of himſelf to communicate to me, out of a fear of engaging him in a diſcourſe, which he ſhould take no great delight in.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>I am very much troubled,</hi> added the Queen of Aethiopia, <hi>that I have acqua<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>ted you with that particularity of the firſt beginnings of his life, though it diſcover as much of the greatneſſe of his courage, as the gallant actions he hath done ſince, and could I have thought that</hi> Britomarus <hi>was ſometime to be</hi> Artaban, <hi>I ſhould not have let you known how he had liv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with me, in a condition not proportionable to the rank which he now deſerves to be in among men. Aſſure your ſelf,</hi> replyed Eliſa coldly, <hi>that you have not done him any ill office by that diſcourſe, and tha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                  </hi> Artaban, <hi>having only told us that he was of noble birth hath not been with you in any employment, which might derogate ought from the nobility of his blood. On the other ſide,</hi> added ſhe, with an action more free and cheerful<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> 
                  <hi>I ſhall not bluſh when I tell you, that you put me into no ſmall joy<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> when you let me know that</hi> Britomarus <hi>had had ſome inclinations for yo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>; and, if I ſhould think it any misfortune or malice of my deſtiny to have complyed with the affection of a man, whoſe birth is diſproportionable to my own, I ſhould have this comfort withal, that I were not the firſt of my rank and quality to whom he had addreſſed himſelf, and thence fall into this conſideration, tha<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> he might very well lift up his eyes to me, when he had had the confidence to do<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> to you.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>This <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                        <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                     </gap> but a very ſlight <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>fort,</hi> replyed the Queen, <hi>but indeed you ſtand not i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> any need of it, ſince the vertue of</hi> Artaban <hi>is ſuch as may both raiſe him to Crowns, and without doubt is to be prefe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                        <desc>•••</desc>
                     </gap>d before them. But, my faireſh Princeſſe,</hi> continued ſhe preſently after, <hi>will you promiſe me that he ſhall be no longer at any diſtance with</hi> Caeſario <hi>if I may be ſo happy as to meet with him again? He hath made you that promiſe himſelf,</hi> ſaid the Princeſſe to her, <hi>and, not to mention the reſpect he hath for you, and the conſideration he may have of the deſire I made to him to that purpoſe, there is ſo</hi>
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                  <hi>much advantage in the friendſhip of</hi> Caeſario, <hi>as that he will not onely deſire it, but endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour by all wayes to purchaſe it; nay I dare further promiſe you upon the experience I have of the generoſity of</hi> Artaban, <hi>that, if ever any occaſion offer it ſelf, he ſhall with the hazard of his life confirm the truth of what he hath already aſſured you of.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> having ſpoken to this effect, <hi>Candace</hi> ſpent a few minutes as it were in a deep re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>collection, not making her any anſwer at all. At laſt, awaking as it were out of it, and lifting up her head, ſhe ſpoke to the Princeſſe with much more earneſtneſſe then ſhe had done before. <hi>But, Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>if I am not miſtaken, you related a while ſince, before</hi> Agrippa <hi>and</hi> Cornelius, <hi>how that when</hi> Tigranes <hi>would have carried you away, you had been relieved by a certain man that laid him groveling on the ground, and killed two of his men. <g ref="char:punc">▪</g>Tis very right, Madam,</hi> replyed the Princeſſe, <hi>I have been relived by a very miraculous perſon: one that muſt certainly be</hi> Caeſario, <hi>ſince it was not</hi> Artaban. <hi>The di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtraction and trouble I was in, hindred me from taking better notice of him, onely thus much I can remember of him that he was ſomewhat pale in the face by reaſon of ſome wound or ſickneſs, that he ſeemed to be much about the age of</hi> Artaban, <hi>and though I cannot haply ſpeak of</hi> Artaban, <hi>without partiality, yet me thinks, meaſuring all things by the little notice I could take of him in ſo ſhort a time, that either in point of beauty or valour, this perſon was not inferiour to him. According to the deſcription you make of him,</hi> added the Queen, <hi>I ſhould be almoſt perſwaded that it can be of no other than</hi> Caeſario <hi>that you received that aſſiſtance, as being ſatisfied that unleſs it be</hi> Caeſario, <hi>no man can come ſo near, as you expreſſe it, the valour and handſomneſs of</hi> Britomarus. <hi>Might it pleaſe the gods, my moſt amiable Princeſſe! to afford me a comfort ſo great as that of being certainly aſſured that it was really he and no other, who had done us that ſervice. And this I the rather wiſh, not onely out of a reflection that you had received it from a Prince I infinitely love, and could not do me the like more to my ſatisfaction in my own perſon then he hath in yours, but alſo out of a conſideration that this action might in ſome part take away the averſion which</hi> Artaban <hi>hath for him, and might prove a likely means of a reconcilia<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and as it were a ſhort introduction to that Friendſhip which we would eſtabliſh between them, as by fortune and the ſympathy of our diſpoſitions it is effected between us. Do not I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeech you make the leaſt doubt</hi> replyed the Princeſſe, <hi>but that</hi> Artaban <hi>will acknowledge this action with as much reſentment as I do my ſelf, and aſſure your ſelf, that, if I have received this relief from</hi> Caeſario, <hi>his endeavours to gain his friendſhip will be greater than the diſ-in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>clination he ſometime had towards him.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The two Princeſſes would have continued their diſcourſe for ſome time upon this ſub<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ject, when <hi>Clitia</hi> who not long before was gone out along with <hi>Cephira</hi> to take a little freſh air upon the Terrace, comes into the chamber, and perſented her ſelf before the Queen with a countenance wherein might be ſeen that the owner of it was in no ſmall di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſturbance and aſtoniſhment. <hi>Candace</hi> having looked upon her, knew by demeanour that ſhe had ſomething to ſay to her: whereupon, cauſing her to come nearer, ſhe commanded her to diſcover before the Princeſſe the cauſe of that diſturbance whis was ſo apparent in in her countenance. <hi>Clitia</hi> having looked about her, and perceiving there was none in the chamber but onely <hi>Urione,</hi> whom they were confident of, takes the Queen by the hand, with a certain unuſual eagerneſſe; <q>Madam, <hi>ſaid ſhe to her,</hi> the newes I am to acquaint you with, is, no doubt, the beſt I could ever bring you; but indeed it is ſo great that you may well pardon the diſturbance it hath put me into and which you took notice of. <hi>Caeſario</hi> is in this pallace, nay is come up upon the Terrace, and ſtaies at your chamber<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>door. O ye heavenly Powers! <hi>Clitia, ſaies the Queen, in a manner out of her ſelf,</hi> what doſt thou tell me? Is <hi>Caeſario</hi> at my chamber-door? He is, replies <hi>Clitia,</hi> in the little Gallery which abuts upon the terrace, where he expects my return and your com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mands to waite on you. Taking advantage of the night and the confuſed number of perſons that are in this palace he hath made a ſhift to get in; and being acquainted with all the paſſages of the place, as having not onely been born here, but ſpent his youth in it, he hath without any difficulty got to your lodgings, and hath walked upon the ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>race, till ſuch time as he ſaw me appear, and, by the diſcourſe I had with <hi>Cephiſa,</hi> knew my voice. Whereupon, having called me ſoftly by my name, he acquainted me with his own, and not long after with his perſon, whereof I had an impreſſion ſo well graven in my memory, that it would not have been very hard for me to dave diſcerned him in the greateſt darkneſſe.</q>
               </p>
               <p>While <hi>Clitia</hi> gave this account of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> the beautifull Queen was in a manner o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>verwhelmed with an exceſſe of joy, which, by a pleaſant authority, got the dominion of her Soul; and, though fear and diſquiet endeavoured to diſturb it, yet was there a ne<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſity they ſhould give place to the firſt ſallies of that paſſion and ſuſpend their effect, till the firſt violence of the other were ſpent. The Queen, caſting one arme abount <hi>Clitia</hi>'s
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neck, <hi>Ah</hi> Clitia, ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>it is certainly decreed, that it is from you I muſt expect all the moſt happy tidings; and it was you that heretofore brought me word into the garden at</hi> Me<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>roe, <hi>of the life and return of</hi> Caeſario, <hi>at a time when I bewailed his death, and that I had renounced all the enjoyments of life.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After ſhe had ſaid theſe words, ſhe would have put a hundred queſtions to <hi>Clitia,</hi> and that all of a ſudden, upon that accident: but ſhe told her, that the time ſhe had was to be otherwiſe ſpent, and that ſhe muſt reſolve either to ſee <hi>Caeſario</hi> at the place where he ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected her return, or permit him to come into the chamber. Now was it that fear beg<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> to diſturb her joy; and if, on the one ſide, ſhe were ſatisfied to ſee her ſelf ſo near the Prince ſhe dearly loved, ſhe trembled, on the other, when ſhe conſidered, that he was in a Pal<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="3 letters">
                     <desc>•••</desc>
                  </gap> whereof <hi>Augustus</hi>'s Lieutenant had the command, and that a place where he muſt expe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t no leſs than to lay down his life, if he were diſcovered. This fear made her to ſhake again, and put her to ſuch a loſs, that ſhe knew not what reſolution to take, looking ſometimes on <hi>Eliſa,</hi> ſometimes on <hi>Clitia,</hi> as if it had been to ask their advice what ſhe were beſt to do. The fair Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> who had received ſo great conſolations from the Queen, together with ſuch remarkable demonſtrations of Friendſhip, conceived her ſelf extrea<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>y concerned not onely in the joy, but alſo in the fear which ſhe now ſtrugled with, and would have been as glad as the other to find out a way to ſee <hi>Caeſario</hi> with as little danger as might be. But, after they had continued for ſome time in uncertainty, and at a loſs what courſe ſhould be taken, they at laſt thought it the ſafeſt way that he ſhould be brought into the Chamber, it being then ſuch a time of the night that it was not likely they ſhould be trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled with any more viſits, eſpecially there being conveniences enough to hide him in caſe it were neceſſary, and that <hi>Clitia</hi> proffered, as ſoon as ſhe had brought him into the Cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, to go out upon the terrace along with <hi>Cephiſa,</hi> and to walk there a while, to ſee if a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny body came, by whom they might be ſurpriſed. Beſides all which, it made ſomething for the ſecurity of the Prince that he was, not only, not known in <hi>Alexandria;</hi> but alſo his death was more firmly believed there, than in any other part of the world. Upon all theſe grounds ſummed up together, yet not without a great deal of doubt and terrour, the Queen commanded <hi>Clitia</hi> to go fetch him in, whereupon <hi>Eliſa</hi> thinking her ſelf obliged in diſcretion and civility to go into her own Chamber, that they might be at a greater free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome in that interview, would have done it, but <hi>Candace</hi> embracing her would not per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mit it, and entreated her to be preſent at her felicity, as ſhe had been at the happy meet<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing between her and her <hi>Artaban.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa,</hi> at the entreaty of <hi>Candace</hi> ſtaies in the room, and preſently after <hi>Clitia</hi> returns, bringing along with her the ſon of <hi>Caeſar</hi> into the Chamber. At that firſt ſight, theſe two excellent ſouls felt in a moment all that a paſſion, ſuch as theirs could produce in a longer ſpace of time, and their firſt looks communicated one to another, of an inſtant, what their hearts meant of greateſt tenderneſs and paſſion. As ſoon as ever the Prince appeared at the door, the Queen ran towards him, with an action, whence he might eaſily infer, how welcome his preſence was to her; and the ſon of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> kiſſed her hands and embraced her knees with ſuch tranſportations of joy, as might well convince her that his Love had not admitted of the leaſt diminution or remiſſion. <hi>Candace,</hi> after ſhe had embraced him ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry earneſtly with both her armes, while he was yet in that ſubmiſſive poſture, raiſed him up, and entertained him with all thoſe Careſſes which were ſuitable to her dignity and mo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deſty, conſidering withal the violence of her affection. During the firſt expreſſions of their mutual ſatisfaction and joy, their diſcourſe was accordingly confuſed, and incoherent; but when the violence of thoſe were over, <hi>Candace,</hi> retreating ſome few paces back, as it were to take the better notice of the Prince; <hi>What</hi> Cleomedon, ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>the gods it ſeems have thought fit to reſtore you to me, after ſo many dangers as I had run through my ſelf, and ſo many others wherein I had left you? But, Madam,</hi> replies the Prince, <hi>it was then de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>creed I ſhould find you, after I had ſo unfortunately loſt you, and what is more, I do not only find you living, and full of goodneſs for me, but I meet with you in</hi> Alexandria, <hi>in the Palace of my Fathers; and in that very Chamber, wherein I drew the firſt mouthful of air, and ſaw the first beams of light. 'Tis an accident, I muſt confeſs,</hi> replies Candace, <hi>that ſpeaks ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thing extraordinary, and if you are ſurpriſed at it, I muſt needs be not a little moved there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>at. O how does this ſecond life which I here receive,</hi> added the Prince, <hi>make the Palace of the</hi> Ptolomey<hi>'s much more dear and precious in my apprehenſion then the former which I ought it, and how eaſily can I bear with the loſs of the command of it, when I find therein what is a thouſand times more dear to me then thouſands of Empires, and thouſands of lives.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>To this diſcourſe he would have added much more to the ſame effect, and the beautiful Queen, whoſe affection was not inferiour to his, though, out of the civility and reſerved<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs ſuitable to her ſex, ſhe moderated her ſelf the more, looked on him with a certain
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delight, and had pleaſantly ſeconded him her ſelf in the expreſſions of his love, had ſhe not thought it unhandſome to ſuffer any more, before the Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> till <hi>Caeſario</hi> had taken notice of her and ſaluted her. Upon that account, mildly interrupting him, ſhe obliged him to turn towards <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and prepared him to ſalute her as the greateſt Princeſs upon earth, and the beſt friend ſhe had in the World. <hi>Caeſario,</hi> however he might be tranſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ported at the ſight of <hi>Candace,</hi> was aſtoniſhed, and in a manner dazled at that of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and, coming neer her with a reſpect, which her admirable beauty, and the words of <hi>Candace</hi> eaſily forced him into, ſaluted her with ſuch ſubmiſſion, as the moſt inconſiderable of man<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>kind might do the heireſs of the throne of the <hi>Arſacides,</hi> and received from her all the civi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity ſhe could have done him, had he been poſſeſſour of the Empire. He was not at all ſur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prized to meet with <hi>Eliſa,</hi> whom he knew before to be in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and with <hi>Candace,</hi> but looking more earneſtly in her face, he thought he had ſeen her that very day once be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, and the fair <hi>Eliſa</hi> taking more particular notice of him, diſcovered in his, that he was the ſame man whom ſhe was talking of ſome few minutes before, and who had that day re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved her againſt the violence of the King of <hi>Media.</hi> She no ſooner perceived it, but her gratitude and acknowledgment working their effect upon her, ſhe turned towards <hi>Candace,</hi> with a countenance which partly expreſſed the ſenſe ſhe had of that Obligation. <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>our wiſhes are accompliſhed, and if you find in this Prince a perſon infinitely dear to you, I find in him, that of my valiant defender, and look on him accordingly as one whom I owe, not only my liberty, but alſo the happineſs I have to be hear with you.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words put the Prince into a modeſt bluſh, and receiving them with abundance of ſubmiſſion; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>I have done no more for you then you might have re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived from any man whatſoever upon the ſame occaſion; but indeed it proved ſo favourable and ſo glorious a one to me, that I ought to have hoped for no leſs in Conſequence thereto, then the great happineſs which I enjoy this fortunate day.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Having thus expreſſed himſelf, he thought himſelf obliged to obſerve a greater reſerved<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs in the preſence of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> as conceiving it not fit he ſhould disburthen himſelf before her of all that lay upon his heart. But <hi>Candace,</hi> taking notice of it, would not ſuffer him to entertain any ſuch thought, and after ſhe had looked on the Princeſs with a ſmile; <hi>Caeſario,</hi> ſaid ſhe to the Princeſs, <hi>ſince I have had ſufficient experience of your reſpect, even ſo far, as not to fear any incivility from you even in deſerts, and that the Princeſs hath a greater good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs and friendſhip for me than to deny us that liberty, I muſt tell you that her preſence obliges you not to any reſervedneſs, but what may be expected only upon account of the reſpect due to her, and not upon the ſcore of any circumſpection otherwiſe. And this you may be confident of, in that before her I call you</hi> Caeſario, <hi>in</hi> Alexandria, <hi>and you will haply be the more aſſured of it when I ſhall have told you that ſhe is not only acquainted with all our adventures, but alſo, that ſhe is not ignorant of my moſt ſecret thoughts.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Upon that aſſurance, and the freedom you are pleaſed to afford me,</hi> replyed the Prince, <hi>I ſhall preſume, my faireſt Queen, to ask you what posture my life and fortunes are in, and to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jure you to let me know whether it be poſſible, that diſtance, diſtractions, and the dangers whereto you have been expoſed, have wrought any change in that fortunate condition to which you had out of your own goodneſs raiſed me? May I hope faireſt Queen,</hi> contiued he (ſetting one knee to the ground, inſtead of ſitting in a chair which <hi>Urione</hi> had brought to the bed-ſide, where the Princeſſes were already ſate) <hi>ought I, and may I hope that that precious affection, whereby you have made me the moſt glorious perſon in the World............</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>'Tis enough, <hi>ſaid the Queen, interrupting him, and forcing him to riſe,</hi> it is enough, I doubt not but you could anſwer that queſtion ſufficiently to your own ſatisfaction, were you ſo pleaſed, and I am in a manner confident, that you make not the leaſt doubt of the conſtancy of an affection, which I have inviolably preſerved for you, amidſt traverſes of fortune as great haply as thoſe that may have happened to your ſelf ſince our ſeparation. Not but I muſt confeſs, that I have been in more than ordinary extremities, and my life and affairs in ſuch a poſture, that I ſtood very much in need of your aſſiſtance. Ah <hi>Madam, replyed the Prince,</hi> I have underſtood no leſs from <hi>Eteocles,</hi> whom it hath pleaſed the gods to preſerve for my comfort; he hath indeed given me an account of that dreadful danger, whereto you were reduced, when you fell into the hands of the Pirate <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> and that admirable reſolution which your vertue inſpired you with rather to ſacrifice your life to flames and waves, then to ſuffer any violence. It is poſſible, indeed, <hi>added the Queen,</hi> that that action might proceed purely from my vertue; but I muſt withal intreat you to conceive your ſelf a little obliged to me in it, and accordingly believe that the deſign I had to preſerve my ſelf abſolutely yours to the laſt gaſp, extreamly fortified me in that re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Caeſario</hi> was ſo ſtrangely tranſported with joy at theſe obliging expreſſions, that he was
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at ſome loſſe how to ſignifie the reſentments he conceived thereof. And yet at laſt he made a ſhift to do it, but with ſuch a diſorder and confuſion, as more truely diſcovered the great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe of his paſſion then the beſt couched diſcourſe could have done. And when the Queen had ſuffered him to recollect himſelf in that poſture, wherein ſhe beheld him with abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dance of pleaſure; <q>But is it juſt, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> I ſhould be any longer ignorant, how, and by what adventure I come to ſee you again, what good genius hath brought you to <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lexandria,</hi> and what fortunes you have run through ſince our ſeparation? It is juſt, re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyed the Prince, I ſhould give you an account of what you were pleaſed to entruſt me with, and acquaint you with the ſtate of a Kingdom which you thought fit to leave to my management. That is not it, <hi>replyed the Queen,</hi> which I am ſo deſirous to preſſe you to, and though I ſhould be content to underſtand whatever you ſhall think worthy our know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ledge, yet this fair Princeſs can ſatisfie you, that, in the diſcourſes we have had together ſhe hath obſerved, that the loſs of my Kingdom was not the thing I was moſt trou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bled at.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Your generoſity is to be admired, <hi>replyed the Prince,</hi> that is ſuitable to your admira<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble perſon, and I cannot expreſſe the experiences I have found of it, but by my ſilence and confuſion. I ſhall therefore acquaint you, as well with what paſt at <hi>Meroe,</hi> as what hath been done in <hi>Aethiopia,</hi> ſince your departure thence, whereof the relation cannot be long, becauſe it can amount to no more then a diary of ſome few daies actions, and afterwards, what hath happened to my ſelf, ſince it hath been my buſineſs to find you out.</q>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <q>Now it comes into my mind, <hi>added Candace,</hi> when I entertained this fair Princeſs with a relation of our adventures, I forgot, to give her an account after what manner you got off from that bloudy battle, which with a handful of men you gave the great and numerous army of <hi>Tirabaſus,</hi> and where you were left for dead, and paſſed for ſuch in my apprehenſion, as you did in the general opinion of all the World, till the day that I ſaw you again in the garden at <hi>Meroe.</hi> And though you ſince told me ſomething of it, yet was it ſo confuſedly that as well for that reaſon, as that I thought not fit to con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>found that diſcourſe with the perfect relation I had to entertain the Princeſſe with of other things, I made not the leaſt mention thereof. So that it ſhall be your buſineſſe to acquaint her with that particularity, which is all ſhe wants of your adventures to your return to <hi>Meroe,</hi> and then we ſhall be glad to know what hath happened to you, ſince my departure thence. The diſcourſe you have to make, you will, I know, contract what you can, by reaſon of the diſturbance I ſhall be in, if you make any long abode in this place, where I cannot look on you without fear, as knowing what danger you ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>poſe your ſelfto.</q>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words the Princeſſes having called <hi>Urinoe,</hi> who onely remained in the Chamber, entreated her to take ſuch order as that there ſhould not come neer them any of the ſlaves that had been appointed to wait on them, and to have a care with <hi>Clitia,</hi> that they might not be ſurpriſed. After this precaution given, the Prince having ſeated him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf between them, as the Queen had commanded him, after a recollection of ſome few minutes, to recal into his mind, the things whereof his diſcourſe was to conſiſt, began it at length in theſe terms.</p>
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                  <head>The continuation of the HISTORY Of CAESARIO.</head>
                  <p>I Muſt needs confeſſe that in the battle wherein, with 16000, men the greateſt part wounded and unfit for ſervice, I engaged with an Army of 100000. I did not do like an experienced General, or a man that had before commanded Armies and gained Victories. But it is alſo to be acknowledged, that it was not out of any hope of victory, that I came into the field, but meerly out of a deſire to dye, proceeding from the deſpair whereto the misfortunes of my great Queen had reduced me, and to endea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vour even at my death to ſhake, if not overthrow, the perfidious uſurper of her Crown and Liberty. Beſides, having conſidered all things, I found my ſelf not in a condition to make my party good by retreating before the army of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> which was come of a ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den upon us into that very field, where not many dayes before I had defeated 35000, men, and killed <hi>Antenor,</hi> the Brother of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> by whom they were commanded. I ſhall not therefore ſpend any further time to juſtifie that action, which will be thought more pardon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>able, among perſons prepoſſeſſed by a violent paſſion, ſuch as was that of mine, then among perſons experienced in the buſineſs of war; and conſequently ſhall onely tell you, that I was not fortunate enough to effect what I had undertaken, though I had the happineſs to ſee <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> fall in the midſt of his men with two or three wounds about him, &amp; had this com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fort in my misfortune, that, with the loſſe of my own; I ſaw the field covered with a num<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber of carkaſes three times greater then that which I could make when I firſt came into it.</p>
                  <p>At laſt it was my lot to fall, loden with wounds, amongſt thoſe that covered the ground with their carkaſes, and, as my good fortune would have it, my faithful Governor <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who ſtill kept as near me as he could, having fought it out a little longer, fell alſo not far from me, with ſuch wounds about him, as had deprived him of all ſence and apprehen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion. The enemy ſpent the remainder of the day in ſhipping the dead, and in burying or burning their friends, but in regard that about that place where we were, the air was grown a little infectious by reaſon of the precedent battle, the Generalls thought not fit to make a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny longer ſtay there, and thereupon marching all away in the night, they encamped at a good diſtance thence upon the way to <hi>Meroe</hi> inſomuch that there were none left in the Fields but the dead, or at leaſt what were thought ſuch by thoſe that left them.</p>
                  <p>Now the wounds of <hi>Eteocles</hi> proving not very great, and that his weakneſſe proceeded not ſo much from their danger as the great loſſe of blood he had undergone, he made a ſhift to to recover himſelf aſſoon as it was night, and I am in this extreamly obliged to him, that e're he had beſtowed many minutes to reflect on the condition he was in himſelf, he came to ſee what was become of me. He ſought me out, and with much ado found me, not<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>withſtanding the darkeneſſe becauſe I was not far from him, and crawling along as he could to get a little nearer me, he came and felt me all over, trying by all the waies he could whether there were any life in me. The cold air of the night ſtayed the bleeding of my wounds, inſomuch, that <hi>Eteocles</hi> finding me cold as ice all over, his firſt ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>prehenſions concluded me abſolutely departed this world, but at laſt laying his hand on my breaſt, he found by the palpitation of my heart, that there were ſome ſmall remainders of life in me. The weak hope which this unexpected diſcovery raiſed in him, filled him with all the joy he could, in that condition, be capable of, and though he took abundance of paines about me to recover me to ſome degree of ſenſibility, yet all his endeavours proved ineffectuall, inſomuch that the whole night, which at that time of the year; was of the
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ſhorteſt, was over e're he could do any good with me. He many times endeavoured to get upon his feet, and to go ſeek out ſome help, but his weakneſs was ſuch, that he was not able, and e're he could half get up, he fell down again by me. I ſhall not trouble you either with the complaints that fell from him, or the grief it was to him, that he could not effect what he deſired, and it were but to make my relation the more tedious to inſiſt upon ſuch frivolous particulars.</p>
                  <p>The Sun was gotten into his Chariot when I firſt began to open my eies, and to breath in ſuch manner that <hi>Eteocles</hi> perceived it. He immediately creeps neerer my face, almoſt out of himſelf for joy, gave me ſo many kiſſes, and ſpoke to me with ſo much earneſtneſs, that at laſt he abſolutely recovered me to life again. I began to feel and to ſee, but had not the power to ſtir, and though I ſaw <hi>Eteocles,</hi> yet did I not perfectly know him, but as it were by ſome broken remainders of an Idaea half forced out of my memory. In the mean time he perceived it was impoſſible for him any way to relieve me, and though he ſaw I was come to my ſelf, yet did he in a manner put it out of all queſtion that I would die for want of aſſiſtance, and, out of the fear he was in, it might ſo come to paſs, he importuned Heaven with cries and exclamations, and did all that lay in his power to call in ſome body to our relief. Yet were they not his cries that wrought that effect; but it happened by an adventure very ſtrange and unexpected, whereof, for many reaſons, I thought fit to give the Queen but a ſlender and imperfect account, but ſhall now relate at large, ſince it hath been your pleaſure to command it from me.</p>
                  <p>I had already made a ſhift to open my eies fully, though all I could do was only to ſtir them a little, when <hi>Eteocles</hi> hears the neighing of certain horſes, and the noiſe of their go<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, which made him imagine that there were ſome people coming towards us. He there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon looks about him, and perceives a Chariot coming into the field, among the dead bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dies wherewith it was covered, and a man riding on horſe-back before the Chariot, as if he had been a guide to thoſe perſons that were within it. Thoſe were only two women, one whereof filled the aire with the dolefulneſs of her Lamentations, and there followed the Chariot only three ſlaves, all a-ſoot. At laſt, when they were come quite into the field, the heaps of dead bodies hindering the paſſage of the Chariot, the Women that were within it, were forced to alight, and the Man that was on horſe-back having done the like, took the more conſiderable of the two by the arme, and led her towards the place where we were. <hi>Eteocles,</hi> whom this accident put into a great hopes of relief, took very much notice of all that paſſed, and diſtinctly heard the mournful cries and expoſtulations of that diſconſolate Lady, which certainly were ſuch as might have been heard many Stadia's. Her hair was looſe and diſhevelled, as if ſhe had been fallen into ſome extravagance, her eies ſhowred down tears, her breaſt almoſt rent with the violence of her ſighes, in a word, her deport<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment was no other then that of a perſon diſtracted and ready to fall into deſpair. <q>Ter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rible death, <hi>cried ſhe,</hi> implacable devourer of mankind, which appeareſt to me here in ſo many formes! it is poſſible, that in this place, where thou haſt exerciſed thy power with ſo much cruelty, thou ſhouldſt forbear to diſpatch one miſerable creature that defies thee, or that thou canſt deny her thy aſſiſtance, after thou haſt deprived her of all that could oblige her to ſhun thy face. Inſatiable Goddeſs, to whom my malicious Fortune hath ſacrificed all that the earth had that was amiable in my ſight! is it poſſible thou ſhouldſt avoid an unfortunate Woman as I am, while thou cutteſt off ſuch noble lives? and that, more inhumane in thy compaſſion than thy cruelty, thou muſt needs ſtrike a thouſand times at a heart which there needs but one blow to deliver from thy Tyranny.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Here ſighs and ſobs made a parentheſis in her diſcourſe for ſome minutes; but ſoon af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter, reaſſuming it with an accent much more doleful; <q>Teramenes, <hi>continued ſhe,</hi> my dear <hi>Teramenes,</hi> where art thou? why doſt thou conceale thy ſelf from me? O thou body that I have loved beyond all things; why doſt thou hide thy ſelf from her eies that was ſometimes ſo dear to thee? Art thou afraid, thy countenance covered with the horrours of death may frighten me, or that it will be a leſs delightful object to me in that figure, then it was in that wherein I was ſo much taken with it? No, no, my deareſt <hi>Teramenes,</hi> even under that dreadful livery, under that irremiſſible ice of death, I ſhall think thee amiable, and it may not haply be impoſſible, I ſhould by my kiſſes reſtore to thee ſome part of that which thou haſt loſt, and reinfuſe into thy cold body that ſoul which thou hadſt enflamed with a fire that death it ſelf is not able to put out.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>At this paſſage ſhe made a little truce with her Lamentations, but it laſting not above a minute or two, ſhe turns her ſelf to the man that conducted her: <q>But Pelorus, <hi>ſaid ſhe to to him,</hi> where is then the body of <hi>Teramenes?</hi> You ſhewed me in this place, with a confidence it was that where I ſhould infallibly find it, and yet, among this vaſt number of carkaſes I ſee not that of my <hi>Teramenes.</hi>
                     </q> Fear not, Madam, <hi>replied the man to whom ſhe ſpake,</hi>
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                     <hi>it will not be long e're we find it, for now we are come to the place where I ſaw him fall yeſterday by the hands of</hi> Cleomedon. <hi>No doubt, but he came by his own death out of the over earneſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe he had to revenge that of your Brothers, who died by the ſame hand in the former battle, as alſo out of an exceſſive deſire to have the honour of diſpatching with his own hands a Prince of ſo great a fame.</hi> Cleomedon <hi>falling at his feet drew him upon him, and with that little re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mainder of ſtrength he was yet maſter of ran him into the throat with a dagger which he had ſtill in his hand.</hi> Teramenes, <hi>though mortally wounded with that thruſt, made a ſhift to get off the body of the expiring</hi> Cleomedon, <hi>but after he had ſtaggered a little, he fell down with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in ſome ten paces of him, and, by reaſon of the bloud which, coming out abundantly, hindred his reſpiration, died immediately.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Ah cruell man, cries out the Lady, ah inhumane ſtranger, whom I had never any waies in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>jured, and that leaveſt thy native ſoile, to bring death after ſo many ſeverall waies into the breaſt of the innocent</hi> Erinoe! <hi>May it pleaſe the gods, ſince I have no other revenge either to take or deſire upon thee, that thy body may be the prey of Vultures, and that thy ſhade may eter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nally wander amongſt the moſt unfortunate ones, without ever obtaining of the infernal Gods any other reſt then what thou leaveſt this miſerable woman. Thou hadſt opened the ſluces of my tears by the death of a brother I infinitely loved, which thy unmerciful arms had deprived me of not many dayes before; but thou thoughtſt it not ſufficient to aſſault my ſelf only up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on the account of</hi> Blood, <hi>and</hi> Friendſhip, <hi>without ſacrificing to thy cruelty, what<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever there is in Love that is moſt paſſionate and moſt violent in the death of my</hi> Teramenes.</p>
                  <p>While ſhe disburthened her grief by ſuch expoſtulations, he, who conducted her, ſhew<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed her the body ſhe looked after, which lay not above fifteen or twenty paces from us, and it was upon the cruel ſpectacle, that the deſperate woman caſting her ſelf on the cold body with a great cry, fell into a ſwound, which for ſome time interrupted her lamentations and found thoſe perſons that were about her work enough to relieve her. For my part, I had not the leaſt apprehenſion of any thing that paſſed, though I had my eyes open, where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with, all I could do, was to look on the dejected <hi>Eteocles.</hi> But he had not miſſed one of theſe words, and was infinitely troubled to find himſelf ſo far from the relief he had expected upon that accident, as not doubting but that I ſhould be diſcovered and known by thoſe ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>aſperated perſons, if they ſaw me, and that, in the rage which then poſſeſſed them, they would take away thoſe ſmall remainders of life there were in me, rather then any way re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve me. On the other ſide he ſaw me drawing towards my end, &amp; was ſenſible he ſhould dye himſelf, if he were not aſſiſted, and in that perplexity, nor knowing what reſolution to vain to take, he lifted up his eyes to Heaven, and deſired that of the gods, which he thought it expect from men.</p>
                  <p>In this interim the woman comes to her ſelf again, and immediately diſcovered it by her mournful groans and lamentations: ſhe embraced the frozen carkaſe, and beſtowed thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſands of kiſſes on a face all covered with bloud, and that with ſuch tranſportation as from whoſe violence <hi>Eteoclss</hi> could infer no leſſe then that that of her love had been extraordina<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nary. <q>Deareſt <hi>Teremanes, ſaid ſhe,</hi> ſometime the enlivening light of my dayes, but now a Luminary eclipſed by the interpoſition of eternal darkneſſe! Are theſe the happy Nuptialls that were prepared for our loves, and after the faithful teſt of ſo many traverſes misfortunes, is it in this fatal field that I was to enjoy thee? Dear ſhade, which by an un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>human thruſt haſt quited this body, the object of my trueſt affections, and wandreſt yet a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout theſe ſhores in expectation of ſepulture! Infinitely beloved ſhade, doſt thou forſake me for ever? And is it poſſible thou ſhouldſt ſeek reſt while thou leaveſt me in diſturbances a thouſand times more inſupportable then that death which ſnatches thee from the em<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>braces of thy faithful <hi>Eurinoe?</hi>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Many other exclamations to the ſame effect fell from her, ſuch as were the ſad effects of her deſpair, and which <hi>Eteocles</hi> would have hearkned to with more patience; but the dan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger wherein we were, or rather the deſperate condition of our lives, took up his thoughts ſo much, that he could not afford her any longer attention. But indeed it was not long e're he had another motive to diſcover us, when the man that waited on that affiicted Lady, being come neerer me, and having preſently known me, out of a confidence he was of that I had fallen in that place, and knew me very well by ſight, perceived withal that my eyes were open, and that I was not quite dead. They had not ſtripped me naked becauſe of the abundance of bloud that was about my cloaths but they had taken away the excellent ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour wherein I had fought, and whereby I was ſo remarkable in the battel. <hi>Eteocles</hi> had wiped the bloud off my face, ſo that the man could with leſſe difficulty know me again, and thereupon returning immediately to his Lady: <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>if revenge may abate any thing of your greif, lay hold on the opportunity which the gods favour you with to offer a noble ſacrifice to the Manes of</hi> Teramenes. <hi>Here, behold not onely his murderer,</hi>
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                     <hi>but the murderer alſo of your Brother, is yet alive, and the juſt gods ſeem to have reſerved thoſe little remainders of life which he hath yet left purpoſely that they might in ſome meaſure ſatisfie your revenge.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Never did any Tigreſs fly out with ſo much fury at thoſe that had carried away her young ones, as that exaſperated and deſperate Woman did upon thoſe cruel words. She laies hands on a dagger which ſhe ſpyed lying on the ground among other armes, and running to the place where the man pointed, ſhe was immediately with me, looking on me with eyes ſparkling with indignation, yet ſo as through which ſatisfaction ſhe conceived at her in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended revenge, did in certain intervals, ſhew it ſelf. <hi>Teramenes,</hi> cryed ſhe, <hi>I am now going to ſacrifice to thee all that is remaining of thy Executioner, and ſhall meet with thee a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gain with greater joy, when I ſhall have appeaſed thy Manes with this victime.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>With theſe words ſhe comes up cloſe to me, (who was lying on my back with my face directed to Heaven, and my eyes open, which I weakly faſtened on the objects, yet ſo, as that I was not able to diſcern what paſt) and lifting up her arm to thruſt the weapon into my breaſt, it was coming downwards upon me, when <hi>Eteocles</hi> lifting himſelf half up, put forth his hand, and, laying hold of hers with greater force then in all probability he ſeemed to have had in him; <hi>Hold thy hands, cruel Woman,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>ſpare the blood of the gods, and do not, by thy cruelty, ſhorten, for ſome few minutes, the nobleſt life in the World.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Eurinoe</hi> was ſo ſurpriſed both at the action and the words of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> that the dagger fell out of her hands, and ſhe was at ſuch a loſs as to all reſolution, that ſhe could only look on the man whom the gods ſeemed to have purpoſely raiſed up to prevent the effect of her re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſolution. But at laſt her paſſion being ſtill the moſt predominant in her mind, her rage grew more violent then it had been before, and running to another weapon which ſhe ſaw, not far from her. <hi>Do not hope,</hi> ſaid ſhe to Eteocles, <hi>thou ſhalt divert me from the ſacrifice which I owe my</hi> Teramenes, <hi>and be content with this comfort, that his Executioner hath but thoſe weak remnants of life, where as I ſhould wiſh him a hundred lives, that I might take a nobler revenge of them altogether.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>With theſe words ſhe comes to me on the other ſide, and at a place where the aſſiſtance of <hi>Eteocles</hi> would have ſtood me in no ſtead; deſirous to execute her revenge with a greater ſatisfaction, ſhe would needs look upon me, and ſo as ſhe lifted up her arm, fixed her eyes on my countenance. <hi>Eteocles</hi> hath told me ſince, that even in that languiſhing poſture where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>in I then appeared to the ſight of <hi>Eurione,</hi> there was ſomething in me more beautiful then ordinary: my eyes looked more gently, becauſe I looked more dejectedly then I ſhould have done otherwiſe, and my hair ſtained with blood in ſome places, playing with my cheeks, by reaſon of a little wind that then blew, heightned the little beauty which ſtill remained in my face, whereof the paleneſs muſt needs be thought an extraordinary whiteneſs, in a Country where ordinary degrees of whiteneſs are thought rare and admired. I fine, for my part, I know not with what advantage I appeared in the ſight of that incenſed Woman; but the arm ſhe had lifted up, remained in that poſture, and at the ſame time having gently turn<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed my eies upon her, with a feeble groane, her indignation was diſarmed at that object, and the weapon fell out of her hand the ſecond time.</p>
                  <p>The man that waited upon her, thinking he did her a very acceptable ſervice in egging her on to take the intended revenge, put the weapon into her hand the third time, and encou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>raging her to the action ſhe would have done, was ready to help her to put it in execution, when the woman looking very paſſionately upon him, <hi>Hold thy hands,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>it is not the pleaſure of the gods that I ſhould put</hi> Cleomedon <hi>to death.</hi> The man, who was, on the other ſide, as ready to obey her, was quiet, and <hi>Eurinoe</hi> having ſate her down ſome few paces from me, began to look very earneſtly upon me, and ever and anon disburthened her ſelf of certain ſighs which her breaſt was not ſtrong enough to keep in. She looked ſtill more and more earneſtly, and the more ſhe looked on me, the more ſhe ſeemed to ſtruggle with her paſſion, and by all her deportment it was eaſily viſible to thoſe that took notice of it, that there paſſed ſtrange things in her ſoul, and that there was an engagement of paſſion there, whereof ſhe was not over-confident which ſhould have the Victory. Sometimes ſhe would take her ſight off my countenance with ſome ſignes of reaſſuming her reſolution; but pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſently after ſhe would faſten her eies on me again with greater earneſtneſs then before, and during thoſe uncertain and impetuous motions which raiſed ſuch a tempeſt in her ſoul, ſhe with much ado made a paſſage for certain ſighs. Which when ſhe had disburthened her ſelf of, <hi>Cruel man</hi> ſaid ſhe, <hi>loud enough to be heard by</hi> Eteocles, <hi>who was the next man to her, fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tal Enemy of our houſe, muſt thou needs, after thou haſt triumphed over the life of my Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther and my Lover, proſecute thy Victorious arms even into my heart?</hi> With theſe words ſhe held her peace, and obſerved not without confuſion, that <hi>Eteocles</hi> might have over-heard them.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="296" facs="tcp:62615:421"/>
I here entertain you with a diſcourſe not much conſi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>tent with the mode<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ty which is na<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tural to me, and which <hi>Eteocles</hi> might better have undertaken than my ſelf; but it was your pleaſure to command it, and I know not any reaſon whereby I may be diſpenſed from the obedience I owe you.</p>
                  <p>While the Woman was ſtill ſtruggling with the incertainties ſhe was in, and that by ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>veral diſcoveries it was viſible, that ſhe was guided by a paſſion contrary to that which a lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle before had put the weapons into her hand to diſpatch me; <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who, notwithſtand<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing the extremity whereto he was reduced himſelf by reaſon of his wounds, was ſatisfied of the truth of his obſervation. Being accordingly deſirous to make what advantage he could of the adventure, wherein he could not but imagine ſomething miraculous and ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>traordinary, and looking on <hi>Eurinoe</hi> in a very ſubmiſſive manner: <hi>Fair Lady,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>ſince your indignation hath ſubmitted to your pitty, be not generous by halves, and conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der with your ſelf, that to thruſt a dagger into the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>reaſt of</hi> Cleomedon, <hi>and to leave him without relief in the condition whereto you now ſee him reduced, is, no queſtion, one and the ſame thing. Let your vertue have an abſolute conqueſt, in favour of a Prince who hath offend<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed you only through his misfortune, and will ſerve you by his acknowledgments, if the gods ſhall, through your aſſiſtance, prolong your life.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Eurinoe</hi> needed no more prevalent ſollicitation to oblige her to do a thing which ſhe was earneſtly bent to do, and thereupon giving <hi>Eteocles</hi> an immediate anſwer; <hi>I ſhall ſatisfie your deſires,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>I ſhall relieve</hi> Cleomedon, <hi>though he be the murderer of both my Brother and my Love; and the gods who were not pleaſed he ſhould receive his death at my hands, command me to preſerve his life, if it be poſſible.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>With theſe words, turning to the man that accompanyed her; <hi>Pelorus,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>the hazard I run in this action is very great, and, beſides the report I am to fear by doing this good office to him that hath ſhed the blood that was ſo dear to me, you know I have yet one Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther left about</hi> Tiribaſus, <hi>exaſperated to the revenge of his own relations, and without doubt an irreconcileable enemy of</hi> Cieomedons. <hi>But I have ſo great a confidence of your fidelity, that all my hope is in it, and I am accordingly inclined to believe, that you will not betray this ſecret, and will afford me your aſſiſtance upon an occaſion of ſo great conſequence.</hi> The man, who was become abſolutely her Creature by the death of his Maſter, complyed with her in all things, and promiſed her to be as ſecret as ſhe expected.</p>
                  <p>But why ſhould I importune you any longer with the relation of particulars of little conſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quence? By the command of <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> &amp; the care of thoſe that were about her, a horſe-litter was prepared &amp; brought to the place were we were, into which I was put, &amp; <hi>Eteocles</hi> by me, and we were conveyed as gently as could be poſſible, to a Caſtle which was but one houres riding from that place, where we were at firſt diſpoſed into ſeveral beds, but in the ſame cham<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ber, <hi>Eteoc<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>es,</hi> it ſeems being very unwilling to be in any other place then where I was.</p>
                  <p>But now give me leave to beg your attention, O ye great Princeſſes, and withal your aſto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhment, as what I have to tell you, or at leaſt be pleaſed to infer thence the conſtancy of thoſe affections which ſeem to be the moſt violent. You have heard the account I have given you of the affliction <hi>Eurinoe</hi> was in for the loſs of her <hi>Teramenes,</hi> as alſo of her lamentations and her deportment full of deſpair and extravagance, which in all probability were the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſſions of the moſt violent love that a ſoul could be capable of: and now you are to know that when ſhe left the place, whence ſhe cauſed us to be conveyed away, ſhe hardly ſo much as thought on him, or at leaſt beſtowing all her pains on the living, who might ſtand in need of her aſſiſtance, ſhe thought it enough to give <hi>Pelorus</hi> order to cauſe the body of <hi>Teramenes</hi> to be carryed away, and to ſee it buried.</p>
                  <p>They preſently ſent into the next Town for Surgeons, by whom we were dreſſed with much ſecrecy, taking great care they ſhould not come to the knowledg of my name who knew me not by ſight. And theſe being excellent men in their profeſſion, their endeavors pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ved ſo ſucceſſeful on me, that, ere that day was paſſed, they brought me abſolutely to my ſelf again, and within a few days after undertook to <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> and <hi>Eteocles,</hi> that I ſhould not dye of my wounds. I have underſtood ſince that <hi>Eurinoe</hi> entertained that aſſurance with as much joy as if her life were concerned in the preſervation of mine; but for my own part, I can truly affirm that I received it without any, and that after I had recovered my memory, and began to make my firſt reflections on the wretched condition I was in, I had almoſt caſt my ſelf, through my own deſpair into that danger out of which they took ſo much pains to deli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver me. Whereof this certainly muſt be the reaſon, that the violent deſire of death which forced me to engage in the fight, being not yet gotten out of my mind, I ſhould in all likeli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hood have followed what that inſpired me with, and had tendred the endeavors of thoſe that took ſo much trouble upon them about my recovery, abſolutely ineffectual, had it not been for the continual ſollicitations and importunity of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> for whom I have ever had a ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry great eſteem, and a moſt affectionate friendſhip.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="297" facs="tcp:62615:421"/>
I ſhall not trouble you with a repetition of all thoſe reaſons whereby he endeavoured to make me apprehend, that I did not only betray a great want of prudence, but that I was gu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lty of a capital crime againſt my Love, by courting my own death, at a time, that my life might be neceſſary for the Queens ſervice, and that ſince I had not received any tidings that ſhe was either dead, or married to <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> there was no reaſon I ſhould ruſh into ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tremities, which I might overtake time enough, when thoſe misfortunes were come to paſs. To be ſhort, he preſſed theſe things to me with ſo much reaſon and conviction, that I began to acknowledg the truth of them, and to ſubmit to his judgment, that it was not well done of me, to hazard upon ſuch light grounds a life which I had beſtowed, and conſequently could not diſpoſe of my ſelf, while ſhe that was the Miſtreſs of it, might expect any ſervice out of it. Upon this conſideration I was content they ſhould endeavour my recovery, and enter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tained with great acknowledgments the care they took of me.</p>
                  <p>As ſoon as I had arrived to ſuch a degree of recovery, as that I was able to endure diſcourſe, <hi>Eteocles</hi> came and told me what place I was in, and by what adventure I was brought thither, and at the ſame time acquainted me what averſion <hi>Eurinoe</hi> had had for me upon account of the death of her Brother and her Love, and what affection ſhe had conceived for me of a ſud<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>den. Now his health being in a much better poſture then mine, as having given over keeping his bed, while I was yet in great danger, he had had more leaſure to informe him<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſelf of all that he was deſirous to know, and had underſtood that <hi>Eurinoe</hi> was a Widow of very great quality, that her friends and her husband had alwaies kept her at a diſtance from the Court, that ſhe had had two Brothers, very deeply involved in the intereſts of <hi>Tiriba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſus,</hi> whereof the younger was ſlain in the late Battle, and the elder had ſtaied at <hi>Meroe</hi> by the orders of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> who affected him very much, and repoſed great truſt in him; that ſhe had been very earneſtly courted, ſince her widow-hood, by that <hi>Teramenes,</hi> on whom ſhe had beſtowed, ſo many tears, a perſon it ſeems of very great worth and very amiable as to his perſon; that ſhe had loved him very dearly, and that after many great traverſes and revolutions, ſhe was upon the point of marrying him with the conſent of her friends, when death deprived her of him. <hi>Eteocles</hi> acquainting me with all theſe things, told me withal how circumſpectly I ſhould carry my ſelf, that I might not be diſcovered by any other per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſons then thoſe whom <hi>Eurinoe</hi> was forced to truſt with that ſecret, not doubting but that, if ſuch a misfortune ſhould happen, my life muſt needs be in manifeſt danger, as well by reaſon of the rage of <hi>Eurinoe's</hi> Brother, as the near relation he had to <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> who, out of all queſtion would never ſuffer me to live, ſhould he once find out were I were retired. But, as things ſtood, the ſecurity of that ſecret conſiſted not altogether in our circumſpection, for <hi>Eurinoe</hi> was ſo much concerned in it her ſelf, not only out of the deſire ſhe had to preſerve a perſon on whom ſhe had beſtowed her affection; but alſo for fear of her Brothers indignati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, whoſe ſavage humor ſhe was acquainted with, that ſhe omitted nothing which in point of care or caution might be expected from her.</p>
                  <p>I ſhall not preſume, my great Princeſſes, before you, whoſe beauties eclipſe what ever is beautiful in all nature, to ſay any thing of the beauty of <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> but certainly among the beauties of the rank next inferiour to the firſt and chiefeſt, ſhe might very well paſs for a handſome woman, ſomewhat duskiſh, not abſolutely black, the lineaments of her face very good, of a good ſtature, and in a word one of the handſomeſt perſons that ever I met with in <hi>Aethiopia.</hi> I ſhould commend her farther, were it not that you would imagine, faireſt Queen, that in the commendations of her beauty, I ſhould have no other deſign, then to ce<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lebrate my own fidelity.</p>
                  <p>As ſoon as I was grown any thing capable of converſation, I had her perpetually at my bed-ſide, and I ſoon obſerved in all her deportment what <hi>Eteocles</hi> had told me before of her affection. Her modeſty-indeed was ſuch, that ſhe would not in words diſcover what her heart was burthened with; but her eies betraied ſome part of it, and all her actions ſuffici<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ently confirmed the obſervation which <hi>Eteocles</hi> had made of her. During ſome few daies, at firſt, while the ſucceſs of my recovery was yet doubtful, &amp; my fever very violent, ſhe ſaid lit<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tle to me, &amp; I ſaw her not but at ſome certain times; but when I was a little recovered and permitted to diſcourſe, ſhe was very liberal of her company. She was one day at my bed ſide, where ſhe ſeemed to be extreamly ſatisfied to ſee my health in ſo good a poſture, when I, venturing to ſpeak, more than I had done before, took occaſion to give her thanks &amp; to make all the acknowledgment I could of her care &amp; tenderneſs towards me, &amp; commended the ge<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neroſity ſhe exerciſed towards a man who had been of a party contrary to that of her Friends, &amp; withal ſo unfortunate as by the chance of war to do her a diſpleaſure. She patiently bore with my diſcourſe, &amp; taking her advantage of my ſilence, <hi>My lord,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>I have done no more for you than your vertue deſerved; but ſhall entreat you not to attribute meerly to a conſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deration of generoſity all that I have done to ſerve you. After you had not only been the death of</hi>
                     <pb n="298" facs="tcp:62615:422"/>
                     <hi>my Brother, but alſo deprived me of a perſon I infinitely loved, and one with whom I was upon the point of marriage, there was no reflection of generoſity ſtrong enough to oblige me to do an action, whereby, I cannot but incur, if it be known, the reproaches of all the world, and the indignation of all my kinred and you may therefore well judge, that it muſt pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceed from ſome more powerfull motive, that I conceived my ſelf engaged to relieve you. I ſhall take it upon what ground you pleaſe,</hi> replied I, <hi>but you will give me leave to ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine that it is meerly to your goodneſſe that I am to attribute the aſſiſtances I have received from you, ſince I had not any waies deſerved them. If it be meerly upon the account of</hi> good<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, replyed ſhe with a ſigh, <hi>alaſſe! how fatall will that goodneſſe prove to me, and if I am onely</hi> good <hi>to you, how</hi> cruell <hi>am I to my ſelf! It would be an infinite trouble to me,</hi> replyed I, <hi>to think that the good offices you do me ſhould cauſe you any diſpleaſure, and therefore when my health ſhall be in another poſture than it is now, I ſhall heartily ſpend this life, which I have received from your courteſie to protect you againſt whatſoever you may fear. You your ſelf,</hi> ſaid ſhe, caſting down her eies with a bluſh which covered all her face, <hi>you are the moſt dreadfull of my enemies, the onely perſon I can fear, and the onely man againſt whom you can offer me your aſſiſtance.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words, though I were not at all ſurpriſed thereat, put me to ſuch a loſſe that I knew not what anſwer to make her, and ſeeing me ſilent as ſeeking what to ſay; <q>
                        <hi>It plainly argues in you,</hi> added ſhe, <hi>an exceſſe of cruelty to pretend your ſelf ignorant of my con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dition, after what you have diſcovered your ſelf, and what you might have underſtood from</hi> E<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teocles.</q> 
                     <hi>You cannot be yet to learn that miraculous alteration of my heart and ſentiments, which, by reaſon of the inexpreſſible ſuddenneſſe of it, muſt needs proceed from ſome ſuperiour power, or a ſtrange fatality e're it could paſſe out of one extremity into the other, It is impoſſible you ſhould not take notice of its engagement in my actions ſince, and in fine you but too too well perceive all the tranſactions of my ſoul, for me to trouble my ſelf to acquaint you therewith by my diſcourſes. I am not naturally very much inclined to make declarations of this kind, but I have not been able to contain my ſelf in an adventure abſolutely prodigious, and whereof all the conſequences muſt needs be extraordinary.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Here <hi>Eurinoe</hi> put a period to her diſcourſe not without great diſcoveries of confuſion, and I was in too much diſorder my ſelf, not to be aſtoniſhed thereat, as perceiving my ſelf reduced out of neceſſity, to act a part for which I had ſo much a verſion. I thought it fit to make her ſome anſwer, and after I had ſtudied ſometime to dreſſe it with ſuch obliging expreſſions as that I might neither engage my ſelf nor deceive her; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>I now perceive I am much more happy than I thought my ſelf, ſince I muſt infer from your diſcourſe, (it being your pleaſure I ſhould) that I owe that to your</hi> affe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ction, <hi>which I thought my ſelf obliged for onely to your</hi> pitty. <hi>This happineſſe is too great not to be eſteemed and acknowledged by a perſon that hath the leaſt pretence to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſpect and gratitude, and I muſt therefore promiſe you that you ſhall find my heart as well furniſhed, as to that point, as you can deſire your ſelf.</hi> This was all I ſaid to her for the firſt time, and I was not able to judge, whether ſhe were ſatisfied or diſpleaſed at it, for that <hi>Pelorus,</hi> whoſe fidelity ſhe began to miſtruſt, comes into the chamber, which obliged her to fall upon ſome other diſcourſe, and not long after to leave the roome.</p>
                  <p>The diſcoveries of this affection of <hi>Eurinoe</hi> had made ſome further impreſſions upon me, if my ſoul had not been then ſtrugling with other afflictions which I thought more inſupportable and if the knowledge I might have had of the extremities whereto my Queen had been reduced thorough the Tyranny of <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> had not tormented me with ſuch a violence as afforded me but little leaſure to think of any thing elſe. Wo is me! what cruell reflections was I perſecuted with at that time, and how often in the day, did I repreſent to my ſelf that my faireſt Queen was fallen into the power of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> and, it may be, upon termes of yeelding to his violence? Then was it that I ſeriouſly repent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed me of my raſhneſſe in purſuing my own death, at a time that I ſhould moſt have husband<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed my life to do her further ſervice; and I thought that if I had minded my own ſafety, I might have been able, alone, and by ſome other waies, to take away <hi>Tiribaſus</hi>
                     <g ref="char:punc">▪</g>s life in the midſt of all his Guards. That which aggravated my grief, was, that I durſt neither en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>quire after any news from the Queen, nor give any credit to what I heard related in that place, as being ſuch as I could not but ſuſpect. On the other ſide I could well remember that juſt upon my engagement in the battle, I had writ her a Letter, whereby I gave her to underſtand, that I was going to inevitable death, and conſequently made no doubt, but that the news of my departure was ſoon brought her, and ſpread all over <hi>Aethiopia.</hi> And this I ſaw muſt needs prove prejudiciall to me two waies, either by expoſing her to a grief for my loſſe, proportionable to the firſt experiences I had received of her favours, or by
<pb n="299" facs="tcp:62615:422"/>
exempting her, by my death, from the obl<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>gation ſhe had to my Love, and the prom<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſe ſhe had made me.</p>
                  <p>I was ſo tormented with theſe cruel reflections that I ſaw there was no remedie, but pa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tiently to expect my recoverie, and to haſten it all that lay in my power, it being not to be expected I ſhould there meet with any expreſſe meſſenger whom I d<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>r<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> truſt with the ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cret of my life, and <hi>Eteocles</hi> being abſolutely reſolved not to leave me in the doubtfull po<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſture I was in as to point of health, and withall in a place where I lay ſubject to a thouſand dangers if my abode there were diſcovered. I therefore reſolved, with much difficulty, to comply with the preſent neceſſity, muſtring up all the forces of my mind to my aſſiſtance in that emergency; while in the mean time my faire<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t Queen was ſtill in my thoughts, and her idaea, as it was the cauſe of all my ſufferings, was alſo the ground of all my conſolations.</p>
                  <p>That part of the Caſtle into which we were diſpoſed was at ſome diſtance from all the reſt, ſo that thoſe perſons that were in the others, knew nothing of what was done where we were, <hi>Eurinoe</hi> having ſo ordered things that all was carried on with the greateſt caution and ſecrecy imaginable. By this means had I all the accommodation and attendance I could deſire, inſomuch, that, having kept my <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ed a moneth, I at laſt began to ſit up, and to walk a little about the room. Now had I ſo much of <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s company, that ſhe was in a manner never from me, making it her buſineſſe, by all her diſcourſes, though ever cloath<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with modeſty enough, to convince me of the greatneſſe of her affection. I, on the o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther ſide, expreſſed my ſelf with as much acknowlegment; as I could p<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſſibly, of the obli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gations I ought her, as well becauſe I thought it no more then civility to do ſo, as upon the advice of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who would not have me by any means to exaſperate her, and was afraid of the dangers it was yet in her power to bring us into.</p>
                  <p>But ſhe in the mean time was not ſatisfied with my ſimple civilities, and expected I ſhould engage my heart in a love proportionable to hers towards me. I, on the contrary, avoided all the occaſions of ſaying any thing to her which might diſpleaſe her, though I ſaid not ought that ſhe might be miſtaken in, or on which ſhe might ground any thing of affection. But one day, after ſhe had preſſed me very much to reſolve on ſomething, yet in a way full of ſweetneſſe and modeſty, I thought fit to diſcover my thoughts more particularly then I had done any time before. Looking on her therefore in the moſt obliging manner I could; <q>Fair<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt <hi>Eurinoe, ſaid I to her,</hi> I have this unhappineſs for one, among many others that are my perpetual attendants, that I cannot convince you of the ſincerity of my intentions, and the real acknowledgments I have for all the great demonſtrations you honour me with of your affection. This misfortune happens to me, for that I really have too great an eſteem for you, to make proteſtations to you beyond what I am able to make good; but ſince you will needs oblige me to open my heart to you, with that freedom which I owe a perſon to whom I owe my life, and of whom I have received ſuch extraordinary expreſſions of af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection, I muſt tell you, faireſt <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> that, ſince you are acquainted with my name and perſon, it is not to be doubted but you have had ſome account of my life, and conſequently know how far I am at liberty to diſpoſe of my affections. There are few perſons in <hi>Aethiopia</hi> but know it, and therefore without obliging me to diſcover my ſelf any farther, be pleaſed to reflect on what I can, and what I ought to do, and aſſure your ſelf that I ſhall be infinite<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly deſirous to afford you all the expreſſions of my reſentments that I poſſibly can.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>
                     <hi>Eurinoe</hi> ſeemed to be a little daſhed at this diſcourſe, and it was ſome time ere ſhe could make any anſwer thereto, but at laſt, having ſufficiently recollected her ſelf; <q>I have, in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>deed, with all the Kingdom, <hi>ſaid ſhe to me,</hi> heard of the love you have for the Queen, the great actions you have done for her ſervice, the intentions which the late King had to be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtow her on you, and the hopes you may, upon juſt grounds, have conceived, that you may obtain her, and I am not ſo far blinded by my paſſion, but that I am ſufficiently ſenſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble of the diſparity there is, as well in regard of nature as fortune, between <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> upon the account both of quality and beauty; nor is my extravagance come to that height, as that I would diſpute with Queen <hi>Candace,</hi> the poſſeſſion of a heart to which ſhe hath any pretentions. But my Lord, you are withal notignor<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>nt, how that, on that ſide, all your hopes are blaſted, that <hi>Candace</hi> hath now loſt both her Kingdom and her li<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>berty, and that all the good intentions ſhe may have for you, ſtand you in no ſtead. She hath haply beſtowed her ſelf on <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> who is maſter of her perſon as well her domini<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous; and the inclinations ſhe hath had for you, if they have not already, will no doubt give way to that cruel neceſſity, which allows her not the liberty to make choice of a husband.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words, wherein I perceived there was abundance of probablity and truth, came very neer my heart, and not being able to conceal it from <hi>Eurinoe;</hi> 
                     <q>The news you tell me is very doleful <hi>ſaid I to her,</hi> and yet you tell me nothing but what what I knew before; I have been acquainted with the uſurpation of <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> &amp; the captivity of <hi>Candace,</hi>
                     </q> but I know withal,
<pb n="310" facs="tcp:62615:423"/>
                     <hi>that the gods are juſt and omnipotent, and that by a turning-caſt of their power and juſtice, they may overturn</hi> Tiribaſus, <hi>and raiſe</hi> Candace <hi>into the Throne. There have been ſeen a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mong men revolutions as ſtrange as that, and we muſt not quit hope till the utmoſt extremeties of misfortune. But ſuch a hope as that,</hi> replyed Eurinoe, <hi>cannot be well grounded, and as it is not impoſſible but you might alone counterballance, and haply overturn the fortune of</hi> Tiribaſus, <hi>if you had had ſufficient forces to oppoſe him, for you are not ignorant that there is not any body left which he needs fear, or that can with any probability prevent his eſtabliſhment in</hi> Ethiopia. <hi>I can do it yet my ſelf,</hi> ſaid I to her not able to diſguiſe my thoughts, what neceſſity ſoever there were I ſhould do it, <hi>I may yet haply t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                           <desc>••</desc>
                        </gap>art that fortune which you think ſo well eſtabliſhed, and put him to as great a hazard upon the uſurped throne he is in, as he was in, when he had the command of a hundred thouſand men. Ah, my Lord,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plyes Eurinoe, <hi>truſt not too much to that unfortunate preſumption. Your courage is ſufficiently known, but Fortune is not your friend, and your life is dearer to me then that I can, without trembling, reflect on the danger you muſt expoſe your ſelf to. Your fear,</hi> ſaid, I ſmiling, <hi>is haply for</hi> Tiribaſus, <hi>as knowing well that a miſerable perſon that is careleſſe of his own life, may endanger thoſe of the moſt powerful and moſt fortunate.</hi> Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>medon, ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>you do not, I hope, any way doubt, but that your life is much dearer to me then that of</hi> Tiribaſus, <hi>ſince I value it above my own. I ſhall not take the pains to per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwade you any further as to that point, but ſhall onely adde thus much, that how far ſoever my Brothers have been wedded to his intereſt, whether upon the account of fortune, or ſome ally<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance that was between our houſes, and though</hi> Teramenes, <hi>(whom when living I loved beyond my ſelf, and whom dead as he is, I ſhould have loved to the laſt minute of my life, had it not been for the fatal ſight of</hi> Cleomedon) <hi>was very much in his eſteem, I could never, for my own part, aporove his proceedings, nor conceive any reſpects for an unjuſt man and an uſurper.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>She would have ſaid more, had it not been for <hi>Eteocles</hi> coming into the room, before whom ſhe would not inſiſt any longer on that ſubject. In the mean time, my greateſt care was to haſten my recovery, being upon thorns to faſten on ſome occaſion to ſacrifice the remainders of my life, with ſome advantage, to the ſervice of my faireſt Queen. But the more I re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered my health, the more did <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s diminiſh, inſomuch, that at laſt ſhe was brought ſo low by that unfortunate paſſion, that I could do no leſſe then pitty her, if I may uſe that term with modeſty, and was extreamly troubled that I could do nothing to comfort her.</p>
                  <p>I was at laſt grown ſo ſtrong, that I durſt venture out of my chamber, and to go in to a fair garden wher ſhe would needs have me to walk with her. I did it, though with much difficulty, ſhe being forced to help me ever and annon by reaſon of my weakneſſe. 'Twas in this place that ſhe made all her complaints to me with more freedom then ſhe could do in the chamber, and where I was many times extreamly put to it, though I am obliged to give her this character, that, in all the moſt violent expreſſions of her paſſion, I never ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved any thing to fall from her that was unhandſome or prejudicial to modeſty. I urged to her, but to no purpoſe, the fidelity I ought to the Queen, and one day above all having preſſed it to her more earneſtly then at other times; <hi>Cruel man,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>you have but that onely argument to elude me withal, and I am confident, that it is without any hope that you make it a cloak for your cruelty. I have told you ſeveral times that, I would not diſpute your heart with</hi> Candace, <hi>could you but think of her with any likelyhood of obtaining her; but you kn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>w well enough that ſhe is loſt as to you, and yet thruſt a dagger into the breaſt of an unfortunate woman who loves you but too well, and pretend fidelity to a perſon that cannot think on you, and, no doubt, does not.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>Theſe words, which I was extreamly moved at, furniſhed me alſo with an anſwer there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to, wherewith I thought ſhe ſhould be in ſome meaſure ſatisfied; yet ſo as that I ſhould not ſtand engaged to any thing, and thereupon taking her by the hand, and wringing it, with an action that argued ſomething of a paſſionate affection more then ordinary; <hi>Madam,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>it is no ſmall affliction to me to find you ſo doubtfull of the ſincerity of my heart, but ſince you are ſo incredulous, I muſt make you one overture more, which ſhall abſolutely con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vince you of my reality. Since therefore you have already declared that you would not dispute my heart with</hi> Candace, <hi>and that it is onely upon the ſuppoſal of her loſs that I muſt be yours, I pr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>teſt to you, by all the gods, in whoſe preſence we now are, and make a ſolemn vow to you, ſuch as nothing ſhall ever oblige me to break, that if</hi> Candace <hi>be loſt as to me, and that I ſurvive her loſſe, I ſhall never love any thing but the fair</hi> Eurinoe. Though ſhe could not derive any ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vantage from theſe words, if rightly underſtood, and that I hazarded nothing by promiſing not to love ought but her, in caſe I could love any thing after the loſſe of <hi>Candace,</hi> yet I ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſerved that this diſcourſe wrought that effect which I expected it ſhould, and that ſhe was ſo ſtrangely appeaſed, that for many daies her thoughts were in a more then ordinary ſerenity, during which time I grew ſtronger and ſtronger, inſomuch that I thought my ſelf able, within a few dayes to get on horſe-back.</p>
                  <p>
                     <pb n="307" facs="tcp:62615:423"/>
Now was it that my diſquiets perſecuted me af<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>eſh, as having neither armour, nor horſes; and knowing no means how to procure any, but only through the aſſiſtance of <hi>Eu<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>inoe;</hi> whom I was very much afraid to make any propoſition to upon that account, as being con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fident ſhe would do all that lay in her power to prevent my departure at lea<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap> as long as the could. And certainly I was not miſtaken in the opinion I had conceived of her, and accor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dingly as ſoon as ſhe underſtood, that I was upon ſome reſolutions to be gone, ſhe was ſo extreamly troubled at it, that I thought it would have proved impoſſible to comfort her. This put me into a ſtrange diſturbance, as well out of the fear I was in, that her de<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>pair might produce ſomething that ſhould prove prejudicial both to her ſelf and to us, as the improba<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bility there was I ſhould get out of her houſe, in the conditio<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> I then was in, without her conſent, or indeed without her aſſiſtance. My thoughts were continually employed in find<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing out ſome expedient, and conſulting with <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who was to ſeek in it as much as my ſelf, when our diſquiets were determined by an adventure that happened, and at which you will not haply be a little aſtoniſhed.</p>
                  <p>During the time that <hi>Eurinoe</hi> was troubled moſt with a fear of my departure, and that I found my ſelf in ſuch a condition as that I might get on horſe-back within three or four days, ſhe took me along with her, as ſhe had done divers times before, to walk in the Garden. And in regard I had now fully recovered my ſtrength, ſhe carryed me into the mo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t ſolitary walks, and moſt remote, having wi<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>h her that Gentlewoman, whom ſhe had entruſted with this ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cret from the beginning, as if ſhe ſtood much upon the decorum and civility ſhe had always obſerved towards me. After we had taken ſome few turns, we ſate down upon a ſeat made of turſs, at the end of a walk, on both ſides of which was a high and thick hedge-row, and there, after ſhe had ſpent ſome time in the remonſtrances <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>he ordinarily entertained me with<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> 
                     <hi>How cruel man,</hi> ſaid ſhe to me, <hi>can you poſſibly prevaile with your ſelf to forſake me, and leave me in an indignation that I have made no impreſſion upon your heart by ſo many demonſtrations of a perfect affection? It ſeems then, that neither what I have done in order to your ſafety, nor what I have done againſt my ſelf by expoſing my ſelf to the indignation and reſentments of my friends, nor the violence I did for your ſake, to an ancient and earneſt paſſion, could never move that inſenſible ſoul of yours, and you make it a light matter to forſake me for ever, and to leave me at a time, when you cannot doubt but that the loſs of my life depends on that of your ſight.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>There fell abundance of other things from her, with ſuch a torrent of words, as I knew not <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ow to ſtand againſt. But when that was ſpent, and that ſhe had given over ſpeaking<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> 
                     <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> ſaid I to her, <hi>I ſhall not leave you, till ſuch time as you give me the liberty to do it, and ſh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ll be your ſelf ſatisfied that I ought to be at a greater diſtance from you, as well in regard of your concernments as my own. By the diſcovery I have made to you of my thoughts, you have underſtood that I am obliged to endeavour once more to do ſomething for the ſervice of an un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fortunate Princeſs, to whom you know my life hath been long ſince devoted, and I were unwor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy your eſteem if I ſhould baſely forſake her in the misfortunes whereto ſhe is reduced. This is it I am obliged to do, as to what concerns my ſelf; and for your part</hi> Eurinoe, <hi>you muſt give me leave to teil you, that what may be thought lawful, and haply commendable in your carri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>age, during the extremities whereto my wounds had brought me, would not be thought ſo after the recovery of my health, and that it would prove very unhandſome, and much prejudicial to your reputation, that a perſon of my age, and one to whom you pretend an affection ſhould make any longer abode in your houſe. What may have been kept ſecret hitherto, cannot be any longer, for time does at laſt diſcover things that are moſt concealed. You have abundance of Vertue,</hi> Eurinoe, <hi>though you have been overcome by ſome paſſion, and it is your Vertue as much as the aſſiſtances I have received from you, that I conceive my ſelf obliged to eſteem you for<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> Since then your Vertue is really more than ordinary, ſuffer it not to be ſtained with thoſe ſpots, which it will be hard for you to get out again, and endeavour to preſerve your repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation amongst me a by actions conformable to thoſe of your life paſt. You will pardon me for being ſo free as to give you this advice, which aſſure your ſelf, proceeds from a heart full of grateful apprehenſions, as alſo if I preſume to beg no other love from you, then ſuch as you would afford a Brother, ſince that you perceive by the poſture of my affairs, that I cannot love you otherwiſe then as a Siſter.</hi>
                  </p>
                  <p>I had not till then ſpoken in ſuch terms to <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> whence it came that ſhe was the more ſurprized thereat, in ſomuch, that for a long time ſhe was not able to make any reply. And yet I think ſhe had bethought her of ſomething to ſay, when our diſcourſe was inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rupted by a little noiſe which we heard behind the hedg-row, againſt which we were ſate, and not long after, by the appearance of a man, who, being come into the walk, made all the haſt he could towards the place where we were. <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s thoughts being emp<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>oyed at that time much more than mine, I took notice of the man before ſhe did, and ſaw that
<pb n="302" facs="tcp:62615:424"/>
he was of a very goodly preſence, a noble and majeſtick air, and had a very fair counte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nance for a man of that Nation, though he ſeemed to be weak and brought very low, and diſcovered in his eyes ſome dreadful reſolution. Being, for my part, ignorant what occaſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on might bring him thither, I was very glad of a ſword I had by my ſide, which <hi>Eurinoe</hi> had given me the day before, I had begun to wear it but that very day, to make uſe of, <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>f need were, in a Country where I was to ſuſpect all things: but <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> who had thought before that it was either <hi>Eteocles</hi> or <hi>Pelorus,</hi> caſt not her eyes on him, till ſuch time as he was come up almoſt to us. At the ſame time the woman that was with her gave a ſhriek, which ſhe hearing, and endeavouring to find the cauſe of it in the countenance of that man, ſhe immediately found it, when ſhe knew him to be her unfortunate <hi>Teramenes,</hi> on whoſe death ſhe had beſtowed ſo many tears, and on whoſe body ſhe had made ſo much lamentati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion, and done things that ſufficiently argued her extravagance and deſpair. At this ſight ſhe gave a great <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>hriek, and ſhe brought forth the name of <hi>Teramenes,</hi> and the terrour ſhe conceived thereat was ſo great, that ſhe fell into a ſwound upon the ſeat where ſhe was ſate. Her action, that of the woman that was with her, and the name of <hi>Teramenes,</hi> which they pronounced, put me into an imagination it might be his ghoſt, or haply he himſelf preſerved by ſome miracle.</p>
                  <p>During that uncertainty, retreating back a little, when he was come up very neer us, and putting my hand to the hilt of my ſword; <q>Stand there, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> and if thou art only the ghoſt of <hi>Teramenes,</hi> diſturb not any further by thy approaches, thoſe whom thy preſence hath frightned. Were I only the ghoſt of <hi>Te<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ramenes, replied the man,</hi> it were to thee that I ſhould addreſs my ſelf, as having been my murtherer; but ſince I am <hi>Teramenes</hi> living, and recovered of the cruel wound which I received from thee in the battle, thou ſhalt not need to fear in this deplo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable condition, him, whom thou couldeſt look upon without any dread in the head of an Army. I am <hi>Teramenes</hi> the over-faithful Lover of that faithleſs Woman, whoſe heart thou haſt gotten from me, after thou hadſt taken away my life, not only in her opinion, but in that of all the world beſides. I was thine Enemy upon the concernments of <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> who was my Friend; I became thy Enemy upon the wound I received from thy hands, which hath brought me to the extremities of life and death, and I have yet a more juſt ground to be thy Enemy for the injury thou haſt done me in Robbing me of the affections of <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> which I was in poſſeſſion of, and had well deſerved. I muſt further acknowledge, that this laſt injurie though thou haſt done it in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nocently, had armed me againſt thee, and that I came abroad this day, though the firſt of my ſtirring, with a reſolution which might have proved fatall to one of us; but the words that have fallen from thee, and which I have over-heard, have wrought a change in my thoughts, and I have found ſo much vertue, prudence and goodneſſe in them, that they have taken off all the indignation I had co<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ceived againſt thee. I come therefore, no long<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er as an enemie, but as a perſon that hath a veneration for thy vertue, and as one that is an humble ſuitor to that generoſity, which thou diſcovereſt as well in thy actions as thy words, to beg that heart of thee, which thou haſt taken away from me, with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out making any advantage thereof, and which thou keepeſt from me, yet wouldſt rather be without it. Reſtore to me <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> a thing which thou haſt no mind to preſerve, or if thou wouldſt be further revenged on the Friends of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> behold the ſacrifice, which I ſhall now offer at the feet of an ungratefull woman, of a life, which muſt now be as deteſtable to her as my death was grievous at the laſt moments of her af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>While <hi>Teramenes</hi> disburthened himſelf after this manner, and that I hearkened to him with attention and aſtoniſhment, <hi>Eurinoe</hi> by the aſſiſtance of her woman, and that of <hi>Eteo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles</hi> and <hi>Pelorus,</hi> who came in at the ſame time, was come to her ſelf again, and might have heard ſome part of what <hi>Teramenes</hi> ſaid, while <hi>Pelorus,</hi> who had caſt himſelf at her feet, aſſured her that he was really living, and craved her pardon for having put ſuch a tick upon her. The woman was ſo ſtrangely at a loſſe between horrour, aſtoniſhment, ſhame, and, poſſibly, grief into the bargain, for the return of a man ſhe had then no affection for, that ſhe knew not in a manner where ſhe was, was not able to ſpeak, and had not the confidence to look upon him. With this, ſhe found it no ſmall difficulty to be perſwaded that <hi>Tera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> was living, though <hi>Pelorus</hi> had, by proteſtations aſſured her of as much, as but too too well remembring the laſt kiſſes ſhe had given his cold and bloody body, and the orders ſhe had given for his enterrement.</p>
                  <p>While ſhe was in this perplexity, <hi>Teramenes</hi> comes towards her, though by her ſhrieks ſhe ſufficiently diſcovered the fear ſhe was in he ſhould come near her, and thereupon ſtopping at the diſtance of ſome few paces from her, becauſe he would not diſturb her
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any further, and looking on her with a countenance where in his paſſion was extreamly vi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſible; <q>Is it poſſible, <hi>Eurinoe, ſaid he to her,</hi> you ſhould be ſo much affrighted at <hi>Terame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> living when you could find in your heart to give him kiſſes when he was dead, and waſh his face with ſo many tears! But can I think that change any miracle, cruel and ungrateful <hi>Euninoe,</hi> when I am ſo well acquainted with that of your ſoul; and that I am not ignorant, how that, in the ſame minute, you were ſeen to paſs from the effects of the moſt violent paſſion in the world, to a mortal oblivion of him that had adored you with ſo much fidelity; and to new inclinations for a dying man, whom you had never ſeen be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, and one that had <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 word">
                           <desc>〈◊〉</desc>
                        </gap> the death of thoſe perſons <g ref="char:punc">▪</g> whom you thought deareſt to you: I return, <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> I return, almoſt from Hell to reproach you with your prodigi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous inconſtancy, and the gods have been pleaſed to reſtore me to life, contrary both to your expectation and my own, that I might come and repreſent to you, the many oaths and proteſtations wherein you have called them to witneſs, to your promiſes of an eternal af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fection for me. Is it poſſible that you can call them to mind without remo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ſe and confuſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on, and can ſo many demonſtrations of my love, which you ſometime valued at the high<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt rate, come into your memory, and not raiſe in you either a ſecret grief or a ſecret re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pentance? Your hand was lifted up to thruſt a dagger into the heart of my Murtherer, and by an extravagance of paſſion, you were hurried into extremities not ordinary to your ſex, when that fatal ſight gave a check to your cruelty, and that new love, poſſeſſing it ſelf of your ſoul in an inſtant, forced thence the unfortunate <hi>Teramenes</hi> in ſuch manner, that you hardly remembred he had once lived. In the mean time, my life was preſerved to my greater misfortune, and I wiſh it had pleaſed the gods to have put a period to it at that ve<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry minute when your affection ceaſed, and that their aſſiſtance, and that of men had not proved ſo effectual as to reſtore it me, to make me fall into the greateſt unhappineſs that ever man groaned under. Do you imagine, <hi>Eurione,</hi> that Heaven hath not a puniſh<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment for ſo ſtrange an infidel<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>ty, and that the cries of a deſperate and an injured Lover, will not bring upon your head thoſe misfortunes which his Love permits him not to wiſh you<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>
                     </q>
                  </p>
                  <p>To this effect was the diſcourſe of <hi>Teramenes,</hi> which fell from him with a certain action, that raiſed in me abundance of pittie, and he would have ſaid more, had not the exceſs of his grief prevented him, when <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> having quite recovered her ſelf, as convinced, both by the things which ſhe heard, and by what <hi>Pelorus</hi> had told her, would needs ſtop the torrent of his words. Whereupon, ſmothering that confuſion and remorſe which had tied up her tongue ſo long, ſhe looked on <hi>Teramenes,</hi> not without ſome remainders of the fright he had put her into; and not long after, venturing to ſpeak, though with difficulty enough; <q>Whatever thou art, <hi>ſaid ſhe to him,</hi> whether the Ghoſt of <hi>Teramenes,</hi> or <hi>Tera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> himſelf alive, thou haſt killed my ſoul with terrour and aſtoniſhment, I cannot look on thee in that condition, after I had honoured thy cold and bloody body with the laſt de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>monſtrations of my Love, but I muſt needs be diſturbed at ſo ſtrange an adventure. Aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſure thy ſelf therefore, that what thou haſt obſerved in my countenance is meerly the effect of that trouble, and not of that confuſion and remorſe which thou doſt reproach me with, and though it might haply have proved more advantageous to my ſelf to have continued my affections to thee even after thy death, ſince it was decreed thou ſhouldſt come to life again, yet is it certain that thou haſt loſt them by a misfortune which I have not any way contributed to. With what juſtice, <hi>Teramenes,</hi> canſt thou charge me with any infidelity towards thee? Have I been any way backward in the Love I had promiſed thee to the very laſt minute of thy life, or did we perſwade one another that our Love ſhould laſt be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>yond this life? What law is that which engages one to this eternity of affection towards the dead, or by what ſymptomes, could I judge that thou ſhouldſt return to life, after I had cauſed thee to be brought out of the Field in order to thy burial? Thoſe demonſtrati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons of love which I gave thee, and what elſe thou maiſt have underſtood from the unfaith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful <hi>Pelorus,</hi> were they the effects of an ordinary paſſion, and was there not ground enough thou ſhouldeſt be ſatisfied with a paſſion which engaged me to do things beyond the bounds of Reaſon? To revenge thee, I became, contrary to my natural inclinations, more cru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>el than a Lyoneſs, and would have attempted the life of an expiring Prince, at whoſe ſight even Tygreſſes would have been moved to compaſſion. If I therefore were moved thereat, if the will of the gods, and generoſity obliged me to aſſiſt him, and if ſince, (as thou art too well informed to be denied any thing) his excellent endowments, or ſome ſuperiour irreſiſtible power, have forced my inclinations, and taken that place in my heart, which was not to be eternally kept empty for one that was dead, doſt thou find in this misfortune that horrid infidelity which thou reproacheſt me with, or didſt thou ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gine that my obligations were as great to thy ghoſt, as they were, while living, to thy ſelf? No <hi>Teramenes,</hi> think not that thou canſt accuſe me with any juſtice, and if thou
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haſt been ſo unhappy to looſe my affections, by an adventure ſo prodigious quarrel, with heaven, whoſe will it was it ſhould be ſo, and not with my will which hath con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tributed nothing thereto. As to the misfortune which thou bewaileſt ſo much, my condition is not a jot happier than thine, thou maiſt elſewhere find a better fortune than thou canſt ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pect with the unfortunate <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> while in the mean time it is deſtined ſhe ſhould be eternally miſerable, and expoſed to that chaſtiſement of heaven, which thou ſaieſt muſt fall upon me, and which indeed I have already felt.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>The period of this diſcourſe of <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s was a ſhower of tears which it lay not in her power to keep in any longer. Whereupon <hi>Teramenes</hi> whom it put to the extremity of grief, by reaſon there could not be a greater confirmation of the reality of his unhappi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe, caſting a dreadful look upon her: <q>No, no, Eurinoe, <hi>ſaid he to her,</hi> I ſhall ac<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cuſe you no longer, but acknowledge with you, and ſubmit to that irreſiſtible power which hath forced your inclinations. But in regard my life might do your reputation ſome prejudice in the world, though my tongue were ſilent and that it is not to be doubt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed but that I am now as abominable, as ever I was amiable in your ſight, it is but juſt my life ſhould here determine, and that in ſuch a manner, that you may not be therein miſtaken a ſecond time. The greateſt regret I now have at my death, is, that I leave you an unfortunate woman, and if the vertue and conſtancy of <hi>Cleomedon</hi> could but give him leave to forget <hi>Candace</hi> to enjoy you, as you have, to gain him, forgotten <hi>Teramenes,</hi> the laſt intreaty I were to make ſhould be, that he would be leſſe cruel to her, and not ag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gravate any further a revenge which I deſire not you ſhould take.</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>With theſe words he drew out a dagger he had about him, and lifting up his hand, would have thruſt it into his breaſt, if I had not faſtned upon him, and ſtaied his hand, though onely with ſo much force as to prevent him from executing his reſolution. <hi>Tera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes,</hi> perceiving his deſign fruſtrated, looked on me very diſturbedly, and endeavouring to ſnatch the dagger which I had taken out of his hands; <q>Cleomedon, <hi>ſaid he to me,</hi> con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent your ſelf that the experience I have of your vertue, hath prevailed ſo far upon me, that I would not have the effects of my deſpair fall upon you, and ſince I am willing to ſpare thoſe by whoſe means I am become miſerable, purpoſely that I might execute all my re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>venge upon my ſelf, hinder me not from freeing my ſelf from thoſe miſeries which I groan under upon your account. I will hinder you to lay violent hands on your ſelf, <hi>ſaid I to him,</hi> if it lie in my power to do it, and it ſhall not be my fault, if you do not find out ſome expe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dient beſides that of death, to get out of thoſe misfortunes whereof I am the innocent cauſe. <hi>Eurinoe</hi> knows very well, that it is not upon any hopes that I have given her that ſhe perſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers in the affection which ſhe hath for me, &amp; I here give you a ful diſcovery of my thoughts when I tell you, that I ſhould think my ſelf a very wretched perſon, and abominable in the ſight of heaven, if a love ſo faithful as yours ſhould come to an unfortunate end by my means</q>
                  </p>
                  <p>Having with theſe words taken away the dagger from <hi>Teramenes,</hi> I turned towards <hi>Eu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rinoe,</hi> in whom the deportment and laſt words of her husband had raiſed ſome compaſſion I ſaid to her all thoſe things which pitty could ſuggeſt to me on her behalf, and alledged to her all the reaſons which I thought might any way oblige her to diſ-lodge me out of her heart, and to readmit her faithful <hi>Teramenes.</hi> For ſome time ſhe was not able to make me any anſwer, other then that of a ſhower of tears, which being at laſt over, ſhe very ear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſtly reaſſumed the diſcourſe, and charged me with the greateſt cruelty and ingratitude ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nable. I heard all with abundance of patience, and not diſcovering the leaſt trouble there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>at, I took occaſion to repreſent unto her, what might be the conſequencees of an obſti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nate perſeverance, in a fruitleſſe paſſion, and that directed to a man engaged, in another love one that was ready to take his leave of her, and ſhould not haply ever ſee her again; nay, which is more then all, one, that, though he were not called away by the affection he had for the Queen, could not make any abode with her, but to the utter ruine of her reputation beſides the little probability there was ſhe would be ſo extravagant, as to entertain in her houſe the murderer of one of her Brothers. To this I added what ſhe might fear from her other Brother, who was ſtill with <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> and that ſhe muſt needs expect he would have ſome deſignes, not onely againſt her life, but mine alſo, as being dear to her, but that, on the contrary, ſhe could not but be happy with <hi>Teramenes.</hi> It being out of all doubt that he had an extraordinary affection for her, ſince the demonſtration ſhe had received thereof were very remarkable: that he was approved and recommended to her by her friends, and, in a word, that it was the onely means to make a compoſure not onely in her own mind but alſo in her houſe and fortunes.</p>
                  <p>While I thus diſtburthened my thoughts to <hi>Eurinoe, Teramenes,</hi> having caſt himſelf at her feet, bathed them with his tears, inſomuch, that, whether it were upon that ſpecta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble, which ſtirred up in her the embers of her former affection, or that ſhe was convinced
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of the reaſon and truth of the things I repreſented to her, and withal loſt all hope of being loved by me, and haply imagined ſhe might never ſee me again, after a doubtful engage<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment wherein we ſpent the beſt part of the day, ſhe at laſt began to yield. Whereupon upon looking on <hi>Teramenes,</hi> with a milder countenance then before, ſhe turned towards me, and told me ſhe would do what I ſhould adviſe her to, and that, being become mine through the means of ſome unknown power, ſhe now ſubmitted again to the ſame power, which ſhe was not able to reſiſt. <hi>Teramenes,</hi> almoſt out of himſelf for joy, after he had given thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſands of kiſſes to her feet, caſt himſelf at mine, embracing me by the k<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ees, calling me the author of his ſafety, and his tutelary angel, and making all the earneſt prote<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>tations he could to me, that he would heartily ſpend, to do me any ſervice, that li<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>e wh<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ch I had prevented him from deſtroying, and made him happy in. And knowing on the other ſide that <hi>Eurinoe</hi> might be in ſome fear he ſhould afterwards remember the change that had happened in her affections, and accordingly conceive ſome diſcontented thoughts of the love ſhe had ſome time had for me, he, to rid her of that fear, made thouſands of proteſtations to her, that it ſhould never come into his mind again. He told her that he abſolutely attributed that accident to the extraordinary merit of <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> which might produce no leſſe miraculous an effect any where: but in fine, that, however he might ſeem to quarrel with her, he was confident of her vertue, not onely upon the former expreſſions ſhe had made thereof, but alſo from that very demonſtration of it, which, when he leaſt expected any ſuch thing, he had heard from the mouth of <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> that, for my part, he ſhould never conceive the leaſt jealouſie or ill thought of me, out of a confidence. I ſhould never prove unfaithful to <hi>Candace,</hi> either for <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> or any other perſon in the World.</p>
                  <p>Here am I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>orced to contract my relation, for that, ſhould I make it buſineſs to re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peat all the diſcourſes which paſſed upon this occaſion to ſatisfie and convince <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> it would take up more time then I have ſpent in the account of all I have given you already. At laſt I made an abſolute reconciliation between <hi>Teramenes</hi> and <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> who endeavou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>red, all that lay in her power, to conceal before him, the violence ſhe did her ſelf upon that occaſion, and prevail'd with her ſo far upon the earneſt intreaties of that Lover, that I got her to promiſe that ſhe would be married to him before my departure thence, as ſhe might very well do, being, as ſhe was, altogether at her own diſpoſal, and know<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing withall that her marriage with <hi>Teramenes</hi> was approved of, and deſired by all her friends.</p>
                  <p>At laſt we would needs know of him, how he had recovered to life, and had carried his buſineſſe ſo ſecretly that <hi>Eurinoe</hi> never ſo much as ſuſpected any ſuch thing. He, in few words, acquainted us, how that, after we had been brought into the Caſtle, <hi>Peloru<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>
                     </hi> returning to the place, where he had left him, with a letter to carry him away, found him recovered out of that mortal ſwouning wherein he had continued all the night, and ſome part of the day; that this man, being one that had been brought up in his ſervice, over-joy'd at the accident, had taken ſuch pains about him, that at laſt he brought him ſo far to himſelf, that he was ſenſible of what was ſaid to him. To this <hi>Pelorus</hi> added, That <hi>Teramenes</hi> had commanded him to carry him to <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s, as having no place where he might well retire any neerer, and that thereupon he had been forced to acquaint him with the truth of all that had paſſed, as having far greater reſpects for his Maſter then he had for <hi>Eurinoe:</hi> That <hi>Teramenes</hi> had almoſt dyed in good earneſt at that cruel news, and that nevertheleſſe, out of a deſire to ſee the conſequences of that adventure, and to apply thoſe remedies which time and his own reſentments ſhould ſuggeſt unto him, he was content to be carried to a houſe that belonged to a Siſter of <hi>Pelorus</hi>'s, not far from <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s Caſtle, where he might not onely be privately looked after, in order to his perfect recovery, but alſo be in a place, where he might every day underſtand, by <hi>Pelorus,</hi> what was done at <hi>Eurinoes:</hi> That all things came to paſſe as <hi>Teramenes</hi> had deſired, and that he had been waited on and dreſſed with ſo much care as might be, by perſons concer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned in his welfare, and ſuch as had not any way betrayed the ſecret committed to their truſt: That this had been done with the greater eaſe, by reaſon of <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s continual imployment about me, and the little curioſity ſhe was then guilty of, to enquire what was done in her neighbourhood: That he brought <hi>Teramenes</hi> notice every day of what was done at the Caſtle, in regard he might go and come to his Siſters houſe without the leaſt ſuſpicion: That <hi>Teramenes</hi> conceived ſuch a grief and affliction thereat, that many times he was upon the point of diſcovering all, not doubting but that <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> and <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s Brother, and all of that party would ſoon find out ſome means to diſpatch me, when they were once acquainted with the place of my abode, but that he had been perſwaded to the contrary, partly by his intreaties, who deſired
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him to delay it, and partly by thoſe remainders of love which he ſtill had left in him for whoſe ſake principally it was that he forbore putting that bloudy deſign in execu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tion; that at laſt, through the aſſiſtances of thoſe that were employed about his reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very, he was come to the poſture of health wherein he ſaw him, and that having no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tice given him, that <hi>Eurinoe</hi> and my ſelf walked every day in the Garden, he would needs come thither, to over-hear our diſcourſe, if it were poſſible, and to take his opportunity to be revenged of me in ſuch a manner as might leaſt prejudice the repu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tation of <hi>Eurinoe;</hi> That he had many times over-heard our diſcourſe, through the hedge-row, but that in thoſe which I made to <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> he had found ſo much pru<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence and vertue, that he immediately changed his reſolution, and that perceiving I had no affection for <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> he thought fit to make his advantage thereof, and had then diſcovered himſelf to us to implore my aſſiſtance upon the opinion he had of my generoſity,</p>
                  <p>Thus did <hi>Teramenes</hi> give us an account of his adventure, and prevailed ſo far with <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> that ſhe pardoned <hi>Pelorus,</hi> who in thoſe tranſactions had expreſſed a great<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>er love to his ancient Maſter then to his new Miſtreſſe. But to what purpoſe ſhould I ſpin out the particulars of this relation, all things were compoſed, quiet and ſere<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nity of thoughts began to chaſe away all former diſſatisfactions, onely <hi>Eurinoe</hi> diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>covered by certain ſighs that her ſoul was not abſolutely recovered, and, three daies after, finding my ſelf in a condition to depart thence, I charged <hi>Eurinoe</hi> with her promiſe, and in my preſence obliged her to marry <hi>Teramenes.</hi> There happened ſome particulars in this action which I carefully concealed from <hi>Teramenes,</hi> and the next day I preſſed them, to accomodate me with thoſe things that were neceſſary for my departure, that I might repair to thoſe places which I was obliged to go to, promiſing them, I ſhould acknowledge, when it ſhould pleaſe the gods to enable me, the aſſiſtances and kindneſſe I had received from the officious <hi>Eurinoe. Tera<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes</hi> granted my requeſt, and furniſhed us with cloaths, arms, and horſes, and would have gone along with me. Had I accepted of his company: but I gave him thanks for his kind proffers, and told him, that I was ſatisfied he ſhould be no lon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ger my enemy, without engaging him to be any way ſerviceable to me againſt <hi>Tiri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>baſus,</hi> who was much his freind, and ſo intreated him not to diſcover any thing he knew of me, and to promote the report which was already ſpread abroad of my death. And this I was the more confident he would do, not only upon the promiſe he had made to do it, but alſo out of a conſideration of his own intereſt, which would adviſe him not to publiſh a thing, that might exaſperate <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> againſt him. They alſo taught me an invention which proved very fortunate to me; for, per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving I was ſomewhat troubled how to conceal my ſelf in the places I was to paſſe through, by reaſon of the fairneſſe of my face, ſo different from the complexion of the men of that Country, they gave me a certain water, which is commonly uſed among the <hi>Ethiopi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ans,</hi> by thoſe that are deſirous of a more ſhining blackneſſe in the countenance, and having made experience of it firſt on my hands, they afterwards therewith painted my face, as alſo that of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> ſo that after three waſhings, we were grown as black as if we had really been <hi>Ethiopians.</hi> They gave me a little Glaſſe-Bottle full of it, to carry along with me, and ſhewed me the way to take it off, when I had a mind to do it, which was, onely with warm water and certain herbs put into it. In this poſture, after ſome bemoanings from <hi>Eurinoe,</hi> which ſhe was not able to forbear, and thouſands of proteſtations which I made her, to acknowledge her extraordinary favours, if ever Fortune proved kind to me, I departed from that houſe without any other company then that of <hi>Eteocles,</hi> and one ſervant on horſeback, <hi>Teramenes</hi> beſtow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed on me, and of whoſe fidelity he gave me very great aſſurances.</p>
                  <p>The deſign I then had was ſecretly to get to thoſe whom I knew to be ſtill my Friends, and were deſirous to ſerve their Princeſſe, and had a zeal for the memory of their late King, hoping, that upon my returne they would be encouraged to attempt ſomething for the ſervice of their Queen, whom I knew to be well be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>loved among the <hi>Ethiopians.</hi> Among thoſe <hi>Telemachus</hi> and <hi>Oriſthenes</hi> were the moſt conſiderable, and, having underſtood in my way that they were retired from the Court to certain houſes they had in the Country, where they paſſed away their time in grief and ſolitude, I, without any danger, got to <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> paſſing through all palces, without the leaſt ſuſpicion, by reaſon of the blackneſſe of my countenance, which diſguiſed me ſo well, that you your ſelf, Madam, were miſtaken in me. I ſhall not take occaſion to prolong my diſcourſe upon the aſto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhment of <hi>Oriſthenes</hi> and <hi>Teremachus,</hi> when I had diſcovered my ſelf to them,
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and when they ſound me living after they had bewailed my death. They gave me thouſand of expreſſions of their joy and friendſhips, and continuing ſtill as well affect<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed and as zealous for the ſervice of their Queen, as ever they had been; they very cheerfully entertained the propoſition I made to them, of attempting ſomething a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gainſt the Tyrant, and proffered of themſelves to go, and ſecretly ſollicit all her faithfull Servants and Subjects into ſome engagement, and to get together ſuch a Bo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dy as might undertake ſome remarkable enterprize. They acquainted me, Madam, how you had been ſecured and guarded; and gave me an account of your admirable conſtancy in oppoſing the ſollicitations of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> who was not yet come the ut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſt violences, but had gone ſo far as to put your moſt faithful Servants into ſome fear, that he would not long continue in thoſe termes. I communicated to them the deſign I had to wait on you, and they were perſwaded, that, conſidering how I had diſguiſed, my ſelf, I might come even into the preſence of <hi>Tir<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>baſus</hi> without any danger. I came to <hi>Meroe,</hi> where I had not the happineſſe to ſee you the firſt time; but the ſecond, when I came into the Garden, I was more fortunate, and ſeeing you again, I laid as an offering at your feet your faithful <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> whom you had honoured with your tears, and who, through the exceſſe of your goodneſſe and fa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vours, ſtill lives in your memory.</p>
               </div>
               <trailer>The end of the Firſt Book.</trailer>
            </div>
            <div n="2" type="book">
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               <head>HYMENS <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR Loves Maſter-peice. Part. <hi>X.</hi>
               </head>
               <head type="sub">
                  <hi>LIB.</hi> II.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>CLeomedon <hi>proſecutes the continuation of his Hiſtory. He draws to his party</hi> 4000<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> 
                     <hi>men, with whom he forces the Palace at</hi> Meroe, <hi>forcing</hi> Tiribaſus <hi>into the City, and ſending Queen</hi> Candace <hi>along the</hi> Nile <hi>to</hi> Baſſa. <hi>He maintains the Palace till the ſupplies raiſed by</hi> Oriſthenes <hi>and others were come into the City, whereupon, ſallying out to joyn with them, and jointly to engage</hi> Tiribaſus, <hi>he meets with a party commanded by</hi> Aſanor, <hi>defeats it, and kills him. He relieves</hi> Oriſthenes, <hi>hard ſet upon, and conſummates the victory by killing</hi> Tiribaſus. <hi>Having ſecured the reduction of the City by a new oath of allegiance to Queen</hi> Candace, <hi>he goes after, thinking to find her at</hi> Baſſa, <hi>but meets there with a pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bable report that ſhe might be taken by the Pirate</hi> Zenodorus, <hi>whom thereupon he makes a fruitleſſe ſearch after till at laſt he was by a tempeſt caſt aſhore near</hi> Alexandria. <hi>Renewing his ſearch after her upon Land, he meets accidentally with</hi> Artaban, <hi>they fight, but are in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>terrupted by</hi> Zenodorus <hi>paſſing by, who is purſued by</hi> Artaban. <hi>They both fight againſt</hi> Ze<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nodorus <hi>and his men, till that weakened by wounds and loſſe of blood, he is relieved by</hi> Eteo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cles, <hi>and brought by</hi> Alexander <hi>to a houſe where he hath a ſight of his Siſter</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>but diſcovers not himſelf to either. By the mediation of</hi> Candace <hi>and</hi> Eliſa, <hi>he is induced to an inclination of friendſhip with</hi> Artaban. Olympia <hi>and</hi> Arſinoe <hi>come to viſit</hi> Candace <hi>and</hi> Eliſa. Philadelph <hi>goes to viſit</hi> Tigranes, <hi>to whom he preſſes his vain purſuit of</hi> Eliſa, <hi>and reproaches him with his former affections to</hi> Urania: Olympia <hi>and</hi> Arſinoe <hi>are made acquainted with</hi> Artaban, <hi>who know him to be the ſame</hi> Britomarus, <hi>who had ſometime had ſome inclination for</hi> Arſinoe, <hi>and had reſcued</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>out of the hands of the Pirates.</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>and</hi> Philadelph <hi>are made acquainted with</hi> Artaban, <hi>and acknowledge their great obligations to him under the name of</hi> Britomarus. Agrippa <hi>entertains</hi> Ariobarzanes, Philadelph, <hi>and others, with the loſſe of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>upon which the Princes that were preſent take occaſion to diſcover what they had every one contributed to that adventure.</hi>
                  </p>
               </argument>
               <p>THE fair Princeſſe of the <hi>Parthians</hi> and the Queen of <hi>Ethiopia</hi> had hearkned hitherto with great attention to the relation of <hi>Cleomedon,</hi> without offering to interrupt him, but when he was come to that paſſage, <hi>Eliſa</hi> looking on the Queen with a ſmiling countenance; <hi>You were very much to blame, Madam,</hi> ſaid the to her, <hi>not to have diſcovered to me this particular of</hi> Caeſario<hi>'s life, becauſe, in my judgement it is none of the leaſt important. But I withal percieve that you purpoſely avoided all occaſion of giving me any account of the Love of</hi> Eurinoe, <hi>out of a fear you were in, that I might obſerve in your diſcourſe, ſome glimſpes of the jealouſie you may have conceived at that adventure. You force me to a protestation, Madam,</hi> replied the Queen (with an action wherein ſhe ſeemed to be as indifferent and as little earneſt as the other) <hi>which is, that the greateſt part of thoſe things which he hath related, was not come into my knowledge; and therefore whether it were for the reaſon you alledge, or for ſome other yet unknown to me,</hi> Caeſario <hi>had given me but an</hi>
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                  <hi>imperfect account of that adventure, and had not diſcovered the particulars thereof that were of moſt conſequence. You are very much in the right, Madam,</hi> replies Caeſario, <hi>for indeed, I ſhould gladly have avoided giving you any account of it, could I well have done it, and the little inclination I have to engage my ſelf in a diſcourſe of this nature might have exempted me from doing it now, had you not laid your abſolute commands upon me to that purpoſe. I have therefore made a ſhift to get through the firſt and longeſt part of my narration, ſince you have already acquainted this great Princeſſe with the entertainments that paſſed between us in the garden, as alſo all that happened even to the day, on which, after I had brought in four thou<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſand men of thoſe I had drawn into our party by the means of</hi> Telemachus <hi>and</hi> Oriſthenes, <hi>I forced the palace, and that</hi> Tiribaſus, <hi>having ſaved himſelf by getting into the City, I led you through the garden to a veſſel which I had provided to carry you along the</hi> Nile <hi>to the city of</hi> Baſſa, <hi>a place then at our devotion. Of all theſe things,</hi> replyed the Queen, <hi>I have given the Princeſs an exact account, all you have yet to inform us of, is, what hath happened to you ſince our ſeparation. Though this, replied</hi> Caeſario, <hi>be the ſhorteſt part of my relation, yet is it that of greateſt conſequence, and I cannot but extreamly wonder you ſhould not be more impatient to know whether you have not ſtill a Crown to diſpoſe of.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>After I had brought you to the veſſel, &amp; there left you, though not without much violence to my ſelf; to put the deſign we had undertaken in execution, which we had in ſome part effected, in as much as concerned your liberty, but as to what was yet to be done were in a very ill poſture by reaſon of the eſcape of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> I returned to the palace, where I found all my men abſolutely reſolved to make good what they had gotten, and to fight for your intereſt to the laſt gaſpe. I encouraged them in that deſign by all the words I thought might any way animate them, and put them into a poſture of maintaing the Palace, in the beſt order I poſſibly could. I made no doubt but that <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> as being a much expe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rienced in matters of war, would come immediately and ſet upon us with all the force he could of a ſudden make, knowing that it concerned his ſafety to recover preſently what he had loſt, before thoſe ſupplies came in to us which we expected. This he accordingly put in execution, as I had imagined he would, and he was no ſooner gotten into the City, but he forced all the Citizens to take up armes, though the main motive of their obedience was their fear, their inclinations being abſolutely for their Queen; and in the mean time having given order that all the troops that were in the ſuburbs and about the City, ſhould rally under the command of <hi>Theogenes</hi> and <hi>Aſanor,</hi> he got a conſiderable body together, and came againſt the Palace with abundance of fury. You know, your ſelf, Madam, that all the fortification there is about it, is a ditch with a low ſtone-wall flanked here and there with certain Towers. The ditch may ſoon be filled, as being neither very broad nor very deep yet not ſo eaſily but that it would coſt a great many men to do it, the palace being made good by a conſiderable number of men, and thoſe all reſolved to ſell their lives at the dear<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>eſt rate.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> having made his aſſaults upon that ſide of the palace which lies towards the City, ſent at the ſame time to ſecure all the boats that were upon the <hi>Nile,</hi> that he might onely have the command of the river to carry on the ſiege againſt us, but alſo prevent us from making any eſcap that way. Nay I doubt not but that, if he had had the leaſt ſuſpi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cion of your departure, he would have ſent ſome boats after you; but you might have been ſo far before he bethought him of that courſe. that I was out of all fear of your being taken before your arrival at the City of <hi>Baſſa,</hi> where you were expected. <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> made his approaches and carried on the aſſault, as a man that very well knew what he had to do; and cauſing ſome part of his ſouldiers to bring turfs, ſtones, faggots, and all ſuch other things as were fit to fill up the ditch, he began to do it with abundance of earneſtneſſe, but there being within a conſiderable number of old ſouldiers, and ſuch as were well verſed in matters of war, and far greater then was neceſſary for the defence of the palace, while I gave order that ſome ſhould reſt themſelves, the reſt were diſpoſed upon the battlements, and ſhowering down arrows upon the Stormers that were below, they filled the ditch much more than all thoſe other things did which the enemy had brought thither to that purpoſe. I had, as good fortune would have it, found out in the palace, an infinite number of ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rowes and all other armes, which it ſeems <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> had cauſed to be brought in thither, and which was yet a further happineſſe going into that chamber which he had appropriated to himſelf ſince his pretended Royalty, I there met with my armour enriched with Eagles of gold, the very ſame which I had been ſtripped of after the battle, and which had been brought to him, as well for their ſumptuouſneſs, as to put him into a greater aſſurance of my death. I have been informed ſince that it was an officer that had fought under my com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mand in the war of <hi>Nubia,</hi> and one that had ſome reſpects for me, that had hindred his companions from cutting of my head, to preſent it <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> as they were once reſolved to
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do, and was content onely to ſtrip me of my Armour and to preſent him with them. This accident I looked on as a good omen, and thereupon putting them on with much joy, I imagined my ſelf more hardly conquerable in them than that I had been before. I very dili<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gently viſited all thoſe places wherein my preſence might be any way ſerviceable, and omitted nothing that contributed ought to our defence, no more then <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> did on the other ſide to carry on the aſſault. I once perceived him, amidſt a many of his Soldiers, iſſuing out his orders with much earneſtneſſe, and having diſcovered my ſelf to him by a great ſhout, I took a bow and arrowes in my hand, and ſhot twice at him, the latter ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>row coming ſo near his head, that he durſt not continue any longer in the place where he was; and perceiving that, at the ſame time, I cauſed him to be ſhot at ſeverall wayes, after he had threatned me by cries and geſtures, he retired to a place where he was more ſecure. From that time I ſet upon him the beſt Archers I had, to ſhoot continually at him aſſoon as ever he ſhould appear, by which means it came to paſſe that he was leſſe con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fident in the aſſault then he had ſhown himſelf before.</p>
               <p>The number of men that I had within the palace was ſuch, that I might have ventured to ſally out, and have forced back the more daring of the enemies ſide; but it was my greateſt concernment to gain time, in expectation of thoſe ſupplies which <hi>Oriſthenes</hi> was to bring me, and which were raiſed with ſo much privacy, in the Cities that were ſtill un<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der our command, that <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> had not the leaſt intelligence thereof, and in the mean time to keep <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> ſo in play, that, directing all his force againſt us, he might make the leſſe proviſion againſt other enemies. Beſides thoſe I had about me in the palace I had four hundred men lying dormant in the Citie, in certain houſes whereof we were confident, and under the command of <hi>Clinias</hi> a Nephew of <hi>Oristhenes;</hi> and theſe were ordered, aſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſoon as the ſupplies were come, to joyne with them at a place appointed, and poſſeſs themſelves of a gate of the City to make way for the other forces. I diſcovered ſome part of my deſigne to the principal Officers, encouraging them to play the men that day, and promiſing them they ſhould be relieved, if not the night following, at fartheſt the next morning. There was no great need of this ſollicitation, for they all fought with ſuch ea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gerneſs, that, though <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> had in ſome places filled up the ditch, and had brought ſca<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ling ladders to ſtorme the place, yet all came to no other effect then that thoſe who were moſt forward to get up, were tumbled down in the ditch, as it were to abate the confidence of thoſe that were to come after them.</p>
               <p>You would haply think my relation very tedious and impertinent, ſhould I give you a particular account of all the actions of that day, and therefore, I ſhall think it ſufficient to tell you, that the Gods (who no doubt, had a vengeance in ſtore for the Tyranny of <hi>Tiribaſus,)</hi> took away the light of his reaſon in that emergency, and, depriving him of ſome part of his ordinary prudence, were pleaſed, that, blinded by the violence he was in to reduce us, he bent all his forces to do it, in ſuch manner, that he made not any pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>viſion for the ſecurity of the City. Upon this account was it that he ſpent the whole day in aſſaults againſt us, but to no purpoſe, and having hardly taken one hours reſt in the night, he was at us again before day, much more furiouſly than before.</p>
               <p>In the mean time, <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> having landed in the Iſland without any difficulty, was, with the advantage of the night gotten to the very gates of <hi>Meroe,</hi> and, at the break of day, having given the ſignall which we were agreed upon with <hi>Clinias,</hi> he was preſently at the gate, whither all his men, coming to him from ſeverall quarters, came about him, and, before that thoſe who were then upon the guard could perceive whether they were Friends or Enemies, they fell upon them, cut off thoſe that made any reſiſtance, and ha<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ving forced the reſt to fly, ſet open the gate for <hi>Oriſthenes.</hi> Yet could not this be done with ſo little noiſe, but that thoſe who were upon the walls, though but few, and thoſe not much minding what was done, did, aſſoon as it was light, diſcover the forces of <hi>Orist<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henes,</hi> and accordingly give the alarme; but, before it could come to the place where <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ribaſus</hi> was, <hi>Oriſthenes</hi> was gotten into the City, his troops coming in ſtill like waves, and meeting with nothing that any way oppoſed them. He brought in along with him three thouſand horſe, and about ſeven or eight thouſand foot, all choice men, and ſuch as were ready to ſacrifice their lives for the juſt cauſe wherein they were engaged. <hi>Oriſthenes</hi> uſed all the expedition he could to get in his forces, which he diſpoſed into the more ſpa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cious ſtreets and other large places that lie neer that gate, and when he ſaw that the grea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>teſt part were come in, and that the reſt would follow without any hindrance, he advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ced towards the palace, putting all to the ſword that he met with in arms. He cauſed it to be cried wherever he came that the Citizens ſhould lay down their arms, and that no vio<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lence ſhould be done to thoſe that would not fight for <hi>Tiribaſus.</hi> It were impoſſible for me to repreſent to you what a diſtraction <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> was in, when word was brought of that
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misfortune, and what imprecations he made againſt heaven, when he perceived himſelf ſurprized by thoſe very enemies, whom not long before he had ſlighted for their weakneſs: and yet he withall ſaw that he had but little time to looſe in conſultation, and that in tead of carrying on the aſſault againſt the Palace, he muſt make head againſt <hi>Criſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>henes</hi> and fight him.</p>
               <p>He accordingly reſolved to do it, and thereupon, rallying all the forces he had about him, and giving order that his horſe ſhould mount, he mounted alſo himſelf, and leaving a ſmall number before the Pallace to keep us in play, he took all the reſt along with him to engage with <hi>Oriſthenes.</hi> I had underſtood by a ſignall from <hi>Clinias</hi> that the ſupplies were come, and eaſily imagined what might have followed, inſomuch, that, finding that I might either freely ſally out, or at the worſt meet with ſuch oppoſition as I might well overcome, I thought it not fit to fight any longer behind dead walls; and ſo leaving twelve hundred men to make good the Palace, though a leſſe number might have ſerved to do it. I commanded out all the reſt, and getting up of a good horſe, whereof I <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ound no ſmall number about the Palace, and which I diſpoſed among the moſt conſiderable of thoſe that were about me, I cauſed the great gate of the Palace to be opened, and drew out into a ſpacious place not far from it. Thoſe that endeavoured to oppoſe our paſſage were <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>nme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>diately cut in pieces, and the reſt, running away, made all the haſte they could to <hi>Tiribaſus.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>I was no ſooner got into the City, but I cauſed it to be proclaimed every where, as <hi>Oriſt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>henes</hi> had done before, that the Queen pardoned the Citizens, provided they layd down their armes, and this, running from one to another, proved ſo effectual, that the greateſt part of the inhabitants took occaſion to go home to their own houſes, by which means <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ribaſus</hi>'s party became much weaker then it had been. However, the number he had a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bout him was far greater then that of our forces; but he could not make any advantage of their number in the ſtreets, where the engagement was not the ſame as it would have been in an open field. <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> was already engaged with <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> and upon the firſt en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>counter there was abundance of bloud ſpilt on both ſides. As I was marching towards the place where I thought to have found them, I met with <hi>Aſanor</hi> in my way, in the head of a party which he was carrying to the relief of <hi>Tiribaſus.</hi> I immediately charged him, and it happening that we met in a ſpacious place, the engagement proved accordingly very hot and bloudy. The ſucceſs alſo for ſome time was very doubtful, but at laſt victo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry declared her ſelf for the juſter cauſe, and, <hi>Aſanor</hi> being killed, with the moſt conſide<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rable of thoſe that were about him, the reſt ran away in diſorder towards the place where <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> was fighting againſt <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> and certainly there it was, that bloud and blows were not ſpared, and that we had by much the worſt end of the ſtaff. <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> ſighting with his men like one that had all at the ſtake, had charged <hi>Oriſthenes</hi> with ſuch fury, that the braveſt of his men lay upon the ground, and he himſelf, being unhorſed, diſputed the buſineſs on foot with little hope of victory, nay, it would have been long ere he had loſt his life, had not ſome of the beſt affected and ſtouteſt of his men ſet themſelves before him, and re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieved him with much eagerneſſe. <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> making all the advantage he could of that overture of victory, forced his enemies to retreat, fighting them ſtill even into the ſpaci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ous place of <hi>M<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>roe.</hi> There it was that he thought to give them an abſolute defeat, by rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of the advantage of the place, and the diſtraction they were already in, when I, com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing to their relief another way, which I found free, got up to that place with my Troop, and immediately crying out, <hi>Candace, Candace,</hi> and thoſe that followed me, <hi>Cleemedon,</hi> we revived thoſe that were ready to quit the field, and abated their confidence, who ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected nothing leſſe then victory. The preſence of the two chiefs added very much to the bloodineſs of the engagement, which was upon my coming reaſſumed, and, having ſent ſome of my men to relieve <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> whoſe danger I had underſtood, I endeavoured to meet with <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> as knowing that in his perſon conſiſted all the war. I took notice of the place where he was, and be immediately knew me. I am eaſily perſwaded that it was not his deſire to avoid fighting, being, by the acknowledgment of all, a man valiant enough, and no leſſe concerned in my death then I could be in his: but the moſt devoted to his inte<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>reſts that were about him, ſetting themſelves before him, many were laid on the ground that I was forced to diſpatch to come up to his perſon. At laſt we came together, notwith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtanding the oppoſition of our men, and running at him full of fury; <hi>The day is now come,</hi> Tyrant, ſaid he to him, <hi>that thou muſt render up the Crown with thy own life into the bargain.</hi> He made me ſome anſwer, which I could not hear by reaſon of the noiſe, and the heat I was then in, and received with me a reſolution not much different from what I brought. But, being ever and anon hindred by our men, who came in between us, and that eſpecially by his, who fell upon me on all ſides, I grew the more eager to determine the difference; and that was it had almoſt coſt me my life. I had made two blows at <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> with ſuch good fortune,
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that they gave two wounds, whereupon he began to look on me as one that ſought with a certain confidence of victory, when my horſe, by reaſon of many hurts he had received, ſell down ſo of a ſudden, that I had much ado to get my feet out of the ſtirrups, and to ſtand before <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> who taking me at that advantage, was upon the point of running over me, I could not avoid the ſhock of his horſe, in ſomuch that he had almoſt overthrown me, but in that poſture leaning on my own horſe that lay dead between my legs, with my left hand, I, with my right, thruſt my ſword into the belly of his, ſo that when he was coming at me, he felt him falling down under him. In that interim I cloſed with him, to avoid the ſhock of his men, and in that diſorder finding a place unarmed, I run him with my ſword through the body.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> ſtretched forth his arms as he was falling with his horſe, but, in regard that I ſtood neer him, he very furiouſly caſt himſelf on me, and by his weight forcing me to the ground, he fell upon me, as he breathed out his laſt, and faſtned on me in ſuch a manner, that I found it no ſmall difficulty to get from under him, all goared and covered with his bloud. The danger I was in by reaſon of that diſadvantage, had been very great, had I not been relieved by diverſe ſtout men<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> who reſcued me from the rage of <hi>Tiribaſus</hi>'s friends, and, notwithſtanding all they could do, got me on horſeback again. This, Madam, was the fate of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> the uſurper of your Dominions, and your precious Liberty, and you may ſee in it how that the juſt gods decreed he ſhould periſh by his hands, to whom, of all men, that revenge was moſt due.</p>
               <p>Upon his death, thoſe that were of his party were ſo loſt, as to courage and reſolution, that the moſt eager in the cauſe could hardly be gotten to fight much longer. When I ſaw the reſiſtance they made was very weak, and that ſome were running away in the ſtreets, caſting away their arms, I conſidered, Madam, that they were your ſubjects, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon, out of a deſire to ſpare their bloud, I cryed, and cauſed it to be cried up and down, that if they laid down their arms, the Queen would give them their lives, &amp; would forgive all that was paſt. Som particular friends of <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> would not accept of this proffer, but would needs be killed, and, among the reſt, <hi>Eurinoe</hi>'s Brother, whoſe life I would gladly have ſaved for his Siſters ſake; but all the reſt, perceiving there was no ſafety but by that means, and hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing, for the moſt part, ſided with <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> purely out of fear, laid down their arms, and cried up and down, <hi>God ſave Queen Candace.</hi> I immediately thereupon ſent orders every where, that none ſhould be put to the ſword; and it was ſo religiouſly obſerved, that after ſome few minutes, there was no more bloud ſpilt. All thoſe of <hi>Tiribaſus</hi>'s party went in among the Ci<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tizens, who had laid down their arms as ſoon as I was gotten out of the Palace: and our men, though in arms and victorious, began to treat the others as their Country-men and compani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons. <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> who, having been ſet on horſeback again by the relief which I had ſent him, had joined with me, and behaved himſelf with abundance of valour, rid all about the City by my order, and ſo appeaſed the remainders of the diſorder, that when the dead bodies were removed out of the ſtreets, it could hardly be imagined there had been any fight.</p>
               <p>All things being thus compoſed, I ſent out orders, that the more conſiderable of thoſe that had followed <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> as well Citizens as ſouldiers, ſhould come to me in one of the moſt ſpacious places in the City, and, after I had entertained them with a diſcourſe (which it were not fit to trouble you with a recital of) wherein, having in, the firſt place, repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to them the greatneſſe of their crime, I made them, in the next, apprehenſive of that of your goodneſs, who were gratiouſly pleaſed, even at a time that they might be puniſhed with ſeverity, to pardon them ſo horrid an infidelity, and forget all that was paſt; provided that for the future they did thoſe things which were expected from them. And that I exhorted them to do with a true remorſe, and to repair their crime, by a fidelity as remarkable as their defection had been. All the inhabitants anſwered me with cries and tears, and, pronouncing your name on their knees, they called all the gods to witneſs the ſincerity of their intentions, and proteſted they had done nothing againſt you, but by force, and out of the fear they were in of the power of <hi>Tiribaſus.</hi> The ſouldery, for the moſt part, returned me the ſame anſwer, ſo that after I had taken a new oath of allegiance from them all in your name, I diſmiſſed the <hi>Aſſembly,</hi> permitting all to follow their occaſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ons, and ſuch as had friends dead, to bury them. I alſo gave way, that thoſe that pre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tended a more particular affection to <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> ſhould take away his body in order to an honourable enterrement, as knowing, Madam, your generoſity to be ſuch, as permits not your reſentments to go beyond death. And thereupon, having my thoughts wholly taken up with you, and yet not thinking it ſafe to leave <hi>Meroe</hi> that very day, for fear of the accidents that might happen upon ſo ſudden a revolution, I ſent <hi>Clinias</hi> Expreſſe to you, to give you an account of all that had paſt, and to intreat you to remain at <hi>Baſſa</hi> till the next day, at which time I ſhould have waited on you, bringing along with me your people of <hi>M<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>roe,</hi> who were infinitly deſirous of your return.</p>
               <p>
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Having gone ſo far, I ſpent all the reſt of the day, and ſome part of the night in pacifying and compoſing all things, and, conſidering the ſhortneſſe of the time, there was ſuch or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der taken, that it was hardly perceiveable that there had been any revolt in <hi>Ethiopia.</hi> But what grief it was to me, what diſtraction I was in, the gods onely know, the next day, when I found <hi>Clinias</hi> returned, telling me, that you had been expected to no purpoſe at <hi>Baſſa,</hi> whither you came not at all, and where there had not been any thing heard of you. Being extreamly troubled at this account of you, I immediately left <hi>Meroe,</hi> hav<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing onely ſtaied ſo long as to leave orders with <hi>Oristhenes</hi> to take care of all things t<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ll your return; and taking certain boats, and ſuch a number along with me, as I thought fit, of thoſe I could beſt truſt, I made all the haſt I could to <hi>Baſſa.</hi> There I ſoon met with the cruel confirmation of you loſs, and underſtood from thoſe that you had left to command there in you abſence, that they had neither ſeen nor heard any thing of you. Theſe unfortunate tidings raiſing the greateſt diſtraction imaginable in my thoughts, put me to ſuch extre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mities, as I had never been acquainted with before; and the violence of my affliction ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>king away for ſome time the uſe of my reaſon, I had much ado to forbear revenging my ſelf upon ſuch as had contributed nothing to the misfortune. I did nothing the reſt of that day, and all the next night, but wander up and down upon the <hi>Nile,</hi> while thouſands of perſons were ſearching in other places to the ſame purpoſe.</p>
               <p>But all proving in<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ffectual, I thought it my beſt courſe to return to <hi>Meroe,</hi> out of a conceit, that, without all queſtion, you had been taken by ſome perſons that <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> had ſent after you, and that, by ſecuring thoſe that were yet there, of the friends of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> ſomething might be diſcovered, when there comes to <hi>Baſſa</hi> an <hi>Egyptian</hi> Marchant ſhip, by which I underſtood, that as they ſailed up the <hi>Nile,</hi> they had met with the Pirate <hi>Zeno<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dorus,</hi> with four ſhips, and had eſcaped being taken by him, by making to land, which they were not far from, and that they had paſſed ſo cloſe to him, by reaſon of the narrow<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſſe of the River in that place above any other, that they could eaſily perceive there were ſome Ladies priſoners in his Veſſel, whereof they had ſeen ſome upon the deck, and heard the cries of others ecchoing all over the River, and that afterwards, coming further into the River, after the Pirate was gone by, they met with abundance of earkaſes floating, and found all the circumſtances of a great and bloudy engagement. From this diſcourſe, which the paſſion I was then diſtracted by eaſily induced me to believe, I immedately inferred all circumſtances conſidered, that it muſt needs be you, Mad. that was fallen into the hands of the famous Pirate <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> whoſe name was grown dreadful in all theſe coaſts, and who was the beſt acquainted of any therewith, by reaſon of the perpetual inroads that he made upon them. You may eaſily imagine, Madam, that it were impoſſible for me to make you ſenſible of the grief it was to me to hear theſe fatal tidings, and that all I am able to ſay will come very far ſhort of what I then felt upon the firſt entertainment of that cruel account of our malicious Fortune. This was it that put me out of all patience, and in a manner took away the uſe of my reaſon, inſomuch, that the gods may well pardon me, if, during the time that that extravagance laſted, I did not alwaies obſerve that reſpect which a man ſhould never be guilty of any breach of towards them. Nay, methought the rage I was then poſſeſſed by, was in ſome ſort excuſable, and that misfortune, happening at a time when I expected all the kindneſs and indulgence of fortune, ſeemed to me ſo great, that I could not imagine it ſupportable by the greateſt conſtancy in the World. Neverthe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>leſſe, thinking it too great a lowneſſe of ſpirit to looſe time in lamentations and fruitleſſe complaints, I ſent <hi>Clinias</hi> back again to <hi>Meroe,</hi> with orders directed to <hi>Oriſthenes,</hi> to hearken out every where after you, in caſe the tidings I had received of you ſhould prove falſe, and to ſecure the moſt intimate friends of <hi>Tiribaſus,</hi> to find out, by that means, whether you had been taken by any orders of his, and, having given him that charge, I took up three veſſels that lay in the haven ready to ſet ſail, accompanied by all thoſe I had about me, that I thought able to fight, and made all the ſpeed I could towards the mouth of the <hi>Nile,</hi> into the <hi>Mediterranean</hi> Sea. I thought it no ſuch difficulty to make after <hi>Zenodorus</hi> though with a number of veſſels, much inferiour to his, and, no doubt, leſſe ſerviceable as to matter of engagement, and all the fear I was in, was, that I ſhould not find him, ſo far was I from any thoughts of being worſted, if I were ſo fortunate as to meet with him.</p>
               <p>We got out of the <hi>Nile,</hi> and were entred into the Sea, being abſolutely to ſeek what courſe we ſhould take; but, having underſtood that <hi>Zenodorus</hi> came often to <hi>Peleuſia,</hi> and the ports adjoining to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> to ſell ſome part of what he took upon thoſe coaſts, I ima<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gined I might there hear of him, and ſo thought fit to make towards <hi>Alexandria.</hi> I ſhall not, Madam, trouble you with the complaints I made during the time of this ſad courſe, nor the doleful reflections which tormented my thoughts without the leaſt intermiſſion. I was ſenſible, as indeed I ought to have been, of a misfortune that deprived me of the happineſs
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of your preſence; but this was not yet the greateſt of my afflictions, and when I imagi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ned to my ſelf, that my faireſt Queen was in the hands of a mercileſſe Pirate, and repre<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſented to my ſelf all the dangers whereto ſhe might be expoſed, (and to which, as I have ſince underſtood from <hi>Eteocles,</hi> it was but indeed too too true that ſhe was) I was at a loſs of all patience, inſomuch that I could hardly forbear caſting my ſelf into the ſea. At laſt, we were entertained by the ſame tempeſt which proved ſo favourable to you againſt the inſolencies of <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> and which hath been the occaſion of ſo many accidents upon theſe coaſts at the ſame time; and this alſo grew ſo implacable to us, that our veſſels were diſperſed, in ſuch manner, that I could never yet learn any tidings of the other two, and know not but that they are long ſince devoured by the waves: and that wherein I I was in my ſelf, after we had, for two whole daies ſtrugled with the ſame cruelty of weather, that you had met with, was at length caſt upon this coaſt within a hundred Sta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dia of this City, ſo ſhattered, that it was abſolutely unfit for the ſea. I left ſome part of my men to get the veſſel repaired, as at <hi>Alexandria</hi> they might with all freedom do, there being free commerce between the <hi>Ethiopians</hi> and the <hi>Egyptians,</hi> leaving orders with them that they ſhould expect to hear from me in the port of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and that they ſhould make enquiry every where after the Pirate <hi>Zenodoras.</hi> And ſo, taking onely twelve along with me, proportionably to the number of horſes that we had in the veſſel, we all mounted, and having, for ſome time rid all together along the ſhore, I thought it not amiſſe that we divided into parties, it being the more likely way to find out what we ſought, and thereupon ſhewing them a little village which I knew, and whereof I gave them the name, I entreated them, that, after they had viſited all the places about <hi>Alexan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dria</hi> they would all meet there at night.</p>
               <p>This was done as it had been reſolved, and for my part I would have no more in my in company but onely one Eſquire, by reaſon of the averſion, which, through melancholy, I had for all company. All that day was ſpent in a fruitleſſe ſearch, and at night meeting at the rendez-vous appointed, we there paſſed it over, wanting nothing as to the accom<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>modation of the body, if the mind could have taken any reſt. The next day, I named to them another ſmall town diſtant from this place about two hundred Stadia, where was ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pointed the meeting for the night following, and ſo dividing into ſeveral parties, as the the day before, directing them to take other courſes then they had done, went my ſelf as be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore, attended onely by a ſingle perſon in the quality of Eſquire.</p>
               <p>I had wandred up and down for ſome part of the day, when finding my ſelf ſweltred with heat, and the weight of my Armour, which I had not put off all this time, I would needs take a minutes reſt, and refreſh my ſelf at a ſpring that lay in my way in the midſt of a very pleaſant valley. With this reſolution I alighted at a certain diſtance from the ſpring, and<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> having given my horſe to the Eſquire, I ſate down by it, and putting up the viſour of my head-piece, I drunk of the water, and lay down on the graſſe, where no doubt I had taken ſome little reſt, had my grief been ſo ſupportable as to afford me ſuch an inter<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vall. I had not been there many minutes, when there comes to the place where I was, a man accountred much after the ſame rate that I was, and, as I conceive, with the ſame intentation. His arms were very ſumptuous, and he was of a goodly preſence: but I thought him quite another man, when he had put up the viſour of his helmet, as I had, and that, caſting my eies on his face, I found he had the beſt countenance in the world? We ſaluted one another very reſpectfully, though that in his face, as well as mine, were viſible the characters of a more than ordinary ſadneſſe. After he had quenched his thirſt, which it ſeems had forced him thither, he began to look more earneſtly on me, and he had no ſooner caſt his eie on my face but he thought he ſhould know me. His behaviour obliging me to look on him with the like earneſtneſſe, methought the lineaments of his face were not ſtrange to me, and, notwithſtanding the alteration which ſeven or eight years might have wrought therein, I preſently was perſwaded I had ſeen him ſomewhere before.</p>
               <p>We looked thus one upon the other, with ſome ſuſpence on both ſides, when he, firſt diſcovering himſelf, and ſpeaking to me with an accent which I was not unacquainted with; <hi>I know not, ſaid he to me, whether you would find</hi> Britomarus <hi>in my countenance as I would do</hi> Cleomedon <hi>in yours.</hi> There needed no more than theſe words to put me out of all doubt, that it was no other then the ſame audacious <hi>Britomarus,</hi> with whom, while we were yet both very young, I had had that great falling out in <hi>Ethiopia,</hi> and whoſe valour and generoſity I had ſo much admired. And though I ſhould have gladly concealed my ſelf from any other perſon, yet could I not imagine it pardonable in me to do it from <hi>Britomarus,</hi> after I had reflected on thoſe things that had paſſed between us, and there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>upon making him an anſwer ſuitably to his manner of ſpeaking to me; <hi>You are very much in the right,</hi> ſaid he to him; <hi>I am</hi> Cleomedon, <hi>and though it is with much ado that I</hi>
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                  <hi>called you to mind, yet now I am abſolutely ſatisfied that you are</hi> Britomarus. <hi>'Tis very true, I am</hi> Britomarus, <hi>replied he, and I muſt tell you moreover, that I am</hi> Artaban. <hi>Under this latter name I am much more known among men then under the former; under that name I have gained ſome battles, conquered Kingdomes for ungrateful Kings, and have done thoſe actions, which have haply raiſed me to that rank whereto I told you at our last parting, I was in hopes to raiſe my ſelf. I have meaſured my ſword with Kings, who have not thought it any diſhonour to themſelves; I have raiſed ſome of them, I have pulled down others, and I have not met with any greater than my ſelf, till the chance of war had dicided the controverſie.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>There needed no more than the word <hi>Artaban,</hi> to ſatisfie me as to ſome part of thoſe things which he told me, the reputation of <hi>Artaban</hi> being ſo much ſpread all over the world, that few were ignorant of the great actions he had done. On the other ſide, by reaſon of the acquaintance there had been between me and <hi>Britomarus,</hi> I was eaſily per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſwaded that he was <hi>Artaban,</hi> as finding in him all things extreamly conformable to what I had known in the other. I hearkened to his violent diſcourſe with much patience, to ſee what would be the iſſue of it, when he proceeding; <hi>I do not,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>tell you theſe things of my ſelf,</hi> Cleomedon <hi>to derive any vain reputation thence, but to give you occaſion to remember that, when I was affronted by you, and forced to quit the ſervice of</hi> Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace <hi>for your ſake, I told you, as we parted, that a day might haply come, wherein I ſhould be in a condition once more to meaſure a weapon with you. Not but that the cauſe of that reſent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment of mine hath long ſince been taken away, and that the addreſſes which were ſlighted by</hi> Candace, <hi>have been entertained by a Princeſſe who is not inferiour either to</hi> Candace <hi>or any other Princeſſe in the world; not alſo but that I am ſatisfied that the averſion which I have ever naturally had for you, is unreaſonable, ſince your excellent endowments ought in all juſtice to gain you the eſteem of all the world. On the other ſide, it is not unlikely, but that there may be ſome occaſion, nay haply neceſſity, that both of us ſhould employ our arms elſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>where, and upon that conſideration I ſhall not oblige you to turn yours againſt me: but you will be pleaſed to remember, when we ſhall meet with a more favourable opportunity, that</hi> Britomarus <hi>is arrived to that condition which he ſaid he ſhould come to, and dares meaſure a ſword not onely with</hi> Cleomedon, <hi>but with all the Princes upon earth.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This fiery diſcourſe of <hi>Artaban</hi>'s, though it raiſed in me a certain eſteem for the perſon, yet was I not a little incenſed at, and my thoughts being eaſily put into diſorder by reaſon of the affliction I was in, there needed but a ſmall matter to put me out of all patience. Not but that I was extreamly troubled at this adventure, as ſuch as obliged me to a fruitleſs engagement, in a time which I was to employ in finding out other enemies; but there being no grief ſo great as to ſmother the Love of glory, I thought, that, the diſcourſe, which <hi>Britomarus</hi> hadmade, well conſidered I could not with honour avoid fighting, though he had left it to my choice. Upon this reflection looking on him with an eie, which eaſily diſcovered how much I was moved at what he had ſaid; <hi>Artaban,</hi> ſaid I to him, <hi>I am very ready to be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieve of you all that you ſay of your ſelf, as alſo all that Fame hath ſpread abroad con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cerning you, and am withall ſatisfied, that the cauſe of your reſentments hath been ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken away by change of your affections; but, it ſeems, though there be no quarrel be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween us out of any conſideration of jealouſie, I am yet to be accountable for your aver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſion, and though there want not haply other occaſions of far greater conſequence than the motives of our differences that call me elſewhere, yet will I be obliged for my liberty to proſecute them, to my ſelf and not to your civility. Let us not remit, to another time and other opportunities, what we may determine in this. It is poſſible we may not meet with another ſo favourable, and we were both equally blameable if we ſhould now part and avoid and engagement that is now become neceſſary, and for which it ſeems you come ſo well prepared.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words I roſe up from the place where I lay, and after I had put on and faſtned my head-piece, and taken my buckler from my Eſquire, I got up on horſeback<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> and rid forth into the moſt delightful part of the plain. <hi>Artaban</hi> was not a perſon to be ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pected, he had his foot in the ſtirrup aſſoon as my ſelf, and being immediately, come up to me, he eaſily diſcovered by all his deportment, that he was the perſon Fame publiſhed him to be. The firſt onſet proved very furious, and the indignation I was in to think that he ſhould continue an unjuſt averſion during ſo many years for a diſpleaſure I had innocent<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>done him, and for which I had made ſuch ſatisfaction, cauſed me to fight with no leſſe ani<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>moſity againſt him, then I had done ſome few daies before againſt <hi>Tiribaſus.</hi> The firſt blows that were dealt on both ſides were hearty and heavy enough; but being both very well skilled in the uſe of the Buckler, there were a many exchanged ere there was any wound
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received on either ſide. At laſt being more and more exaſperated by this trial of our ſtrength, we engaged one another with leſſe circumſpection, inſomuch that both his armour and mine began to be dy'd with the blood. which our ſwords drew out of our bodies. That ſpectacle heightning our courage added alſo to our animoſity, and no doubt but that the end of the combat would have proved fatal to one of us, nay it may be to both, by rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of the great equality of our force, when a certain man on horſeback riding at a ſmall diſtance from us, and making a ſudden halt, ſtaied for ſome little time to look on us. For my part, I could ſee nothing in the man that might divert me from minding what I was then about: but <hi>Artaban</hi> had no ſooner caſt his eie on him, but he gives a great ſhout, and at the ſame time, gave me ſuch a blow over the head that I was for ſome minutes ſtunn'd with it. However, I made a ſhift to recover and that immediately, and was thinking to drive towards him, when, looking about, I perceived him at a great diſtance from me, riding with all the ſpeed his horſe could make, after the man we had ſeen, and purſuing him ſo cloſely, that it was not long ere a turning that was in the plain, deprived me of the ſight of him. This accident put me very much to a loſſe, as being too well acquainted with the valour of my Adverſary, to imagine that it was out of any motive of fear that he avoided fighting. No, I was far from conceiving any ſuch thing of him, as knowing him to be as gallant and as ſtout a man as ever drew ſword: but being already exaſperated by the ſight of my blood ſliding down along my Armour, I would needs run after him, ei<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther to decide our quarrell, or know of him the reaſon why he had left me in the midſt of it.</p>
               <p>Whereupon obſerving the way he had taken, I followed the track of his horſe, with all the ſpeed I could make, and with a ſmall time came into a place where I found him enga<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ged in a combate with another man that ſeemed to be no leſſe valiant then himſelf. But, my greateſt Queen, I ſhall ſay no more as to what paſt then, becauſe you were your ſelf preſent and ſaw all, having <hi>Eteocles</hi> with you and another valiant perſon, who made it his buſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>neſs to part us, There it was that I had the happineſſe to ſee you like a flaſh of lightning, and juſt at the minute that I began to feel the firſt motions of joy for that adventure, I ſaw you carried away, once more, by the man whom <hi>Artaban</hi> had purſued, who was re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>turned thither with his companions, and was the <hi>Pirate Zenodorus,</hi> as I have underſtood ſince by <hi>Eteocles.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The fair Queen, who had been preſent at that action, and had obſerved all till ſhe was carried away, was ſo well acquainted with all paſſages, that he might well forbear all fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther account thereof, Whereupon the Prince related to her, how that he had followed her ſo long, till at laſt, through the great loſſe of blood, and the weakneſs he was reduced to, by reaſon of his wounds he fell of his horſe; how he had been relieved by <hi>Eteocles,</hi> and not long after by his own Brother, Prince <hi>Alexander,</hi> and the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa.</hi> He afterwards entertained her with an account how they had brought him to the houſe where they had taken ſanctuary themſelves; how that ſome few daies after, when he had in ſome meaſure recovered his health, he had been acquainted with the Hiſtory of their loves, and yet, though he had not the leaſt miſtruſt of their vertue, and friendſhip, that he thought it not fit at that time to diſcover himſelf to them, as not knowing whether ſhe might take it well at his hands.</p>
               <p>He afterwards acquainted her with the arrival of the Princeſſe <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and her be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing in that houſe, to whom alſo he had not diſcovered himſelf, and how that the next day ſhe had been carried away again with <hi>Artemiſa. Caeſario</hi> aggravated to the Queen the affliction he conceived at that misfortune, as being not in a capacity to afford his Siſter the aſſiſtances he ought, and to go along with <hi>Alexander</hi> after thoſe that had carried her away; yet told her withal, that it was his reſolution to have done it, and that he would have put on his armour, if <hi>Alexander</hi> himſelf had not prevented him; and if <hi>Eteocles</hi> had not ta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ken ſuch order, that he could get neither arms nor horſes for that day: that the next day towards the evening finding himſelf a little ſtronger, he got out of his bed with an intention at the ſame time to ſeek out both <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and was got to one of the win<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dows, whe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ce, caſting his eye upon the adjoining wood, he had ſeen a Chariot paſſing by, wherein he had perceived the Queen, with the fair Princeſs of the <hi>Parthians,</hi> whom he knew not, that upon that happy ſight, joy taking its former place in his ſoul, friendſhip had ſubmitted to love, and the loſſe of <hi>Cleopatra</hi> troubled him the leſſe by reaſon of the recove<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ry of <hi>Candace:</hi> That he wold immediately have run after her, but not long after, <hi>Eteocles,</hi> coming into the room, and having communicated that good news to him, had intreated him to have a little patience, and to give him leave to run alone after the Chariot, to find out the truth of that adventure; That accordingly <hi>Eteocles</hi> got on horſeback, and fol<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lowed the track of the Chariot, and thoſe that conveyed it, into <hi>Alexandria,</hi> whither
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having got in undiſcovered, he had informed himſelf ſo well of all things, that he under<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtood how the Queen was in the Palace, with the Princeſſe of the <hi>Parthians;</hi> that ſhe had been reſcued out of their hands that had carried her away by the Praetor <hi>Cornelius,</hi> and that ſhe was attended with all manner of reſpect, though ſhe had diſcovered her ſelf onely ſo far as that ſhe was a Lady of great quality, born in <hi>Ethiopia;</hi> that theſe tidings re<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>to<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ring him, as it were, to a new life, had alſo reſtored him, in ſome meaſure, to his health and ſtrength: and that, having that very day ſent <hi>Eteocles</hi> into the City to ſpeak with her, if he poſſibly, with any convenience, could; he returned ſome time after, with news, that he had ſeen her getting up into a Chariot, wherein ſhe went out of the City, to take the air along the river ſide, and would come within a ſmall diſtance of the houſe where he was; That, upon that news he was not able to keep in any longer, and that notwithſtanding the reaſons alledged by <hi>Eteocles,</hi> who would by all means have hindred him, he got on horſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>back, and rid forth into the wood, in hope of ſome opportunity to ſee her, out o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> a confi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dence he ſhould not meet with any one that knew him That it was, as he croſſed the wood up and down upon that deſign, that he firſt heard certain out-cries, and afterwards ſaw the Princeſs <hi>Eliſa</hi> in the hands of <hi>Tigranes;</hi> That, though he knew not who ſhe was, he had done her that ſervice which he ought her, and that he had not ſorſaken her, had he not ſeen <hi>Artaban,</hi> and a company of men on horſeback coming behind him; That being unwilling to be diſcovered by them, he withdrew; but that he had taken particular notice of <hi>Artaban,</hi> and that, looking on him as the moſt concerned in the relief of the <hi>Princeſſe,</hi> he was very glad that he had done him that good office, as well out of a conſideration of the ſatisfaction a man takes in doing what he is in honour obliged to, as out of a remembrance, that, in the engagement they had had together, againſt the Pirate <hi>Zenodorus,</hi> and his men, <hi>Artaban</hi> had relieved him, and helped him on horſeback, after his own had been killed under him; That afterwards he had wandered up and down the wood, in hopes to ſee the Queen, but that, having obſerved ſome appearance of <hi>Agrippa</hi> and <hi>Cornelius,</hi> with their Troop, he would not by any means be met with by them, and thereupon retired til night, at which time, through the help of the darkneſſe, he made a ſhift to get into the City, and, knowing what part of the Palace the Queen was lodged in, he, without any difficulty, ſound her out, having once gotten upon the terrace, where he had met with <hi>Clitia.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Thus did <hi>Ceſario</hi> put a period to his relation, and when he had given over ſpeaking, the Queen, looking on him with a countenance wherein her thoughts were in ſome meaſure legible; <q>Caeſario,</q> 
                  <hi>ſaid ſhe to him, you have had your traverſes and extremities, and we badours, which I ſhall not trouble you with any relation of, becauſe you have underſtood them already from</hi> Eteocles. <hi>If I have ſuffered much for you, I muſt yet confeſſe you have endured more for<g ref="char:punc">▪</g>me, beſides, that by your attempts and valour, you have regained me a Kingdom, which I gave over for loſt. It is but juſt it ſhould be a preſent made to you, as it were, in ſome ſort, to reward your care and conduct, and might it pleaſe the gods I had any thing to preſent you with, that were more conſiderable and more precious, that I might requite, as I ought to do, thoſe ſo many noble demonſtrations of your affection. Madam,</hi> replies Cae<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſario, <hi>it is beyond the merits of my blood, nay, indeed, of my life, to deſerve the expreſſions I receive of your favours and goodneſſe, and I am very much aſhamed to expect ſo many great things from my nobleſt Queen, when I am able to offer her nothing but a miſerable wretch diſcarded and deſpailed of that which now makes up ſo many Monarchies and a</hi> . . . . . . . . . . . .</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tis enough,</hi> ſaies <hi>Candace,</hi> interrupting him, <hi>let me hear no more of that diſcourſe, if you have not a ſet purpoſe to diſpleaſe me, and take it for granted, that your perſon is of a va<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lue high enough to be preferred by the greateſt Princeſſes in the Univerſe before that of the <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſuper, who is now poſſeſſed of your Fathers Palace.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Having by theſe words engaged him to ſilence, ſhe fell upon ſome other diſcourſe, wherein ſhe diſcovered to him what trouble ſhe was in for the danger whereto he expoſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>d himſelf, by coming into <hi>Alexandria,</hi> where he muſt expect no leſſe then death if he were once known; as alſo her diſpleaſure to ſee him ſo careleſſe of his health, as being not ſuf<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficiently recovered, (as might be ſeen in his countenance) to venture on horſeback, and take ſuch pains as he did. The Prince, after he had thanked her for the afflictions ſhe was in for his ſake, as being the pure effects of the tenderneſſe ſhe had for him; <hi>For the hazard where<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to I expoſe my ſelf,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>it is not ſo great as you imagine it, and beſides the difference there is between the face of a child of fourteen years of age, and that of a man of four and twen<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty, the report that is ſcattered up and down the world of my death hath taken ſuch root, and is particularly ſo much credited by</hi> Auguſtus, <hi>that it were no ſmall difficulty to perſwade people to the contrary: and for my health, I find, that through the joy which the gods have been pleaſed</hi>
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                  <hi>to afford me, by meeting with you again, I have recovered my ſtrength in ſuch a meaſure, that within three or four dayes I ſhall be in as good plight and condition as ever I was, either to do a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny thing in point of arms, or to waite on you by ſea into</hi> Ethiopia. Eteocles <hi>hath within theſe two dates found out our veſſel, which the</hi> Ethiopians <hi>that had followed me have gotten, made fit for the ſea again, and rides at anchor within a hundred ſtadia of</hi> Alexandria. <hi>Your faith<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ful ſubjects that are aboard it, have underſtood, not without great tranſports of joy, that you were in this City, and expect your orders with that ſecrecy which</hi> Eteocles <hi>hath engaged them to. I ſhall be content to remain either with them, if you think it good, or in the houſe where I have already made ſome abode, and where, by the appointment of</hi> Alexander, <hi>I have hitherto been extreamly well entertained, and at ſuch hours as theſe you will give me leave to wait on you for ſome ſmall time, till the day that you ſhall have reſolved to depart hence. Alas! for matter of departure,</hi> ſaies Candace to him, <hi>it ſhall be as ſoon as your recovery ſhall permit, beſides that there are ſome other reaſons beſt known to my ſelf, which would force me to haſten my departure hence, were it not that the company of this fair Princeſſe, which I cannot with<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>out an infinite affliction ever quit, doth prevail with me to wave all reſolutions of that nature. It was but juſt,</hi> ſaid Eliſa to her, <hi>that you gave me that little comfort, after the cruel diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>courſe you have entertained me with, and I ſhall be very much troubled to conſent to your de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>parture, if you do not take me along with you.</hi>
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               <p>Theſe laſt words fell from her with a certain ſmile, whereupon the Queen look<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ng with a more ſerious countenance; <hi>Faireſt Princeſſe,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>you ſpeak that in jeaſt, which, with more reaſon, you might do after another manner: and were it the pleaſure of the gods, and that I might hope ſo much from your friendſhip, as that, till ſuch time as you are reconciled to the King your Father, or have ſetled your ſelf by other waies, you would make your reſidence in</hi> Ethiopia, <hi>you ſhall be there attended with ſo much reſpect and affection, that poſſibly it would be long ere you returned among the</hi> Parthians. <hi>Two hours ſince I could not have made you this propoſition; but ſince that through the aſſiſtances of the gods, and the valour and conduct of</hi> Caeſario, <hi>we have recovered the Kingdom of our Fathers, I ſhall never derive any advantage thence that can be more acceptable to me then that which I may receive by this goodneſs of yours.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This diſcourſe of <hi>Candace</hi> was accented with ſo much affection, that <hi>Eliſa</hi> could not forbear embracing her, and kiſſing her many times together, giving her withal many thanks for this demonſtration of her friendſhip, in terms wherein ſhe fully expreſſed how extream<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ly ſenſible ſhe was thereof. At length, turning to <hi>Caeſario, I ſhould have feared,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>that the difference there is between you and</hi> Artaban <hi>might have engaged you to employ the intereſt you have with the Queen, to oppoſe the ſanctuary and entertainment ſhe is pleaſed to proffer me, as knowing the inclinations he hath for me, and haply having underſtood the marks of a more then ordinary eſteem which I have for him: but ſince you have been ſo fortu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nately generous, as to have done her, with joy, the greateſt ſervice ſhe could have expected from the beſt of her friends, I cannot but hope, that, through the aſſiſtance of the Queen, who will make it very much her buſineſs to perſwade you thereto, you will not be ſo exaſperated againſt him, as to deny him your friendſhip, if he deſires it of you, as he is obliged to do.</hi> Madam, <hi>replies Caeſario, I can make an unfeigned proteſtation to you, that I never had any hatred againſt</hi> Artaban, <hi>and from the eſteem I have ever made of his admirable endowments, it may eaſily be inferred, how extreamly I was troubled to find in him ſo much averſion for me. Inſomuch, that without engaging by this action, the Queen, or your ſelf, to a belief that it proceeds from the reſpect and complyance I have for your commands, I ſhall gladly embrace his friendſhip, and give him what aſſurances of mine you ſhall think fit.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi> ſeemed to be extreamly joy'd at this diſcourſe of <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s, whereupon the Queen, deſirous to unite thoſe two extraordinary perſons by a friendſhip as great as that which was between her ſelf and <hi>Eliſa,</hi> knowing that <hi>Caeſario</hi> had had ſome imperfect account of the great actions of <hi>Artaban,</hi> as alſo of the affection he had for <hi>Eliſa,</hi> acquainted him in few words with what of moſt conſequence he was yet ignorant of. Inſomuch, that by that relation ſhe gave him ſuch a character of <hi>Artaban,</hi> that he looked upon him as the greateſt and moſt generous of men, and repreſenting to him the difference there is be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tween thoſe elevated ſouls in whom noble actions raiſe onely an impreſſion of eſteem and reſpect, and thoſe other reptile ones, wherein they produce envy and enmity, to deſire with earneſtneſs, the acquiſition of his friendſhip.</p>
               <p>It is not to be doubted but that the ſight of <hi>Caeſario</hi> was an infinite ſatisfaction to <hi>Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace;</hi> and <hi>Caeſario,</hi> on the other ſide, could gladly have ſpent whole ages in her compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny, and yet not be ſenſible of their length; but yet, beſides the fear which upon his account <hi>Candace</hi> was perpetually in, the night was in a manner ſpent, and <hi>Caeſario,</hi>
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thought it too great a preſumption to delay any longer the repoſe of thoſe two great Princeſſes. So that he was obliged to recommend them to their reſt, having firſt obtained the Queens leave to waite on her the next night at the ſame hour, and promiſed, that he would entertain <hi>Artaban</hi> with all friendly embraces, if it ſhould prove his fortune ever to meet him again. Aſſoon as he was gone, the two Princeſſes went to their beds, and by reaſon of the alteration that had happened that day in their fortunes, having diſmiſſed thoſe cruel diſturbances which interrupted their repoſe, they fell into ſuch a quiet ſleep, that it was very late the next day ere they awoke.</p>
               <p>Thus was this night paſſed over by thoſe many illuſtrious perſons who were then at <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lexandria,</hi> and the next day aſſoon as <hi>Olympia</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe</hi> had notice brought them, that <hi>Candace</hi> and <hi>Eliſa</hi> were awake, they left their own lodgings with an intention to give them a viſit, and to let <hi>Eliſa</hi> underſtand how much they thought themſelves concerned in what had happened to her the day before. They would by no means give way that <hi>Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes</hi> and <hi>Philadelph</hi> ſhould follow them, though it was no ſmall torment to them to be out of their Miſtreſſes preſence ſo much as one minute, and indeed they were not over<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>earneſt to do it at that time, knowing well, that by reaſon of the difference of ſex they had not the ſame freedom with the others to viſit Ladies before they were dreſſed. Beſides <hi>Philadelph</hi> was a little troubled by what he had underſtood of the arrivall of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> and the attempt he had made to carry away <hi>Eliſa.</hi> And being withall a Kinſman and friend to the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> and that it was by his aſſiſtance and that of <hi>Archelaus</hi> King of <hi>Cappadocia,</hi> that <hi>Tigranes</hi> had recovered his Kingdome, he knew not well, how he ſhould behave himſelf towards <hi>Eliſa,</hi> for whom he had already conceived abundance of reſpect, and for whom <hi>Arſinoe</hi> whoſe commands he was wholly to be guided by, had a very great affection. At laſt he reſolved not to do any thing that <hi>Arſinoe</hi> might take amiſs at his hands, or prejudice the reſpect he had for <hi>Eliſa;</hi> but he thought he might ſafely go and ſee <hi>Tygranes,</hi> having underſtood that he was in <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and thereupon taking his leave of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> for ſome time, he went to give him a viſit. And yet before he was gotten out of doores he called to mind the ancient enmity that was between the King of the <hi>Medes</hi> and the houſe of <hi>Armenia,</hi> though there had been a peace concluded between thoſe two Crownes by the intereſt and Authority of <hi>Auguſtus,</hi> And accordingly, fearing that <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> was ſtill wedded to the quarrell wherein his houſe had been engaged, and conſequently an enemy to <hi>Tygranes,</hi> he entreated him for his ſake, to moderate the reſentments there might be yet remaining in him as to that affaire, and to do that Prince no ill office, if he did not by ſome deportment of his, oblige him thereto<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> 
                  <hi>Ariobarza<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes,</hi> who was a perſon of an excellent good nature, promiſed <hi>Philadelph</hi> to be guided in all things by him, and ſeeing himſelf deprived of all the company by his departure, he went to ſee <hi>Agrippa</hi> whom he extreamly honoured for his vertue, and whoſe friendſhip he was very deſirous to preſerve, that he might make uſe of it, either upon his own account or <hi>Philadelphs,</hi> againſt the implacable humour of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> whom he ſtood much in fear of.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Tygranes</hi> had paſſed away the night in ſuch fits of madneſs and exaſperation, as had hardly allowed him the reſt of ſome few minutes, and brought him into an humour, which made him unfit company for all in a manner, <hi>Philadelph</hi> onely excepted. But as ſoon as he caſt his eies on that Prince he whom he had infinite love for, and whom he was obliged to for the reco<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>very of his kingdom, all his melancholy and extravagant reſentments vaniſhed to make way for that exceſs of joy which filled him at a ſight ſo little expected. He found it ſome dif<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ficulty to imagine to himſelf, that it was really <hi>Philadelph;</hi> but when the Prince had by his words and careſſes, confirmed what his eies durſt not eaſily decide, the ſatisfaction it was to him proved an excellent remedy to alleviate his diſcontents, and, ſuffering himſelf to be abſolutely<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> poſſeſſed thereby, his behaviour towards the Prince was ſuch as could not proceed but from a violent and cordiallaffection.</p>
               <p>After the firſt complements, ordinary upon the occaſion of ſuch an interview, were paſt, <hi>Tygranes</hi> asked <hi>Philadelph</hi> what ſtrange adventure had brought him to <hi>Alexandria,</hi> and <hi>Philadelph,</hi> having made the ſame demand to the other, they reciprocally ſatisfied one the other; and entertained one another with an account of their laſt adventures, by means whereof they were come to <hi>Alexandria. Tigranes</hi> ſeemed to be very glad at the fortunate ſucceſſe of <hi>Philadelphs</hi> Love, though he could not but much wonder, that that fair <hi>Delia,</hi> of whom he had heard ſuch ſtrange things while they were in the wars together, was the ſame <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> that was reported to be dead long before with her Brother <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> and Siſter to <hi>Artaxus</hi> their irreconcileable enemy. <hi>Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph</hi> told him that he had been no leſſe aſtoniſhed at it himſelf, and therefore doubted not but that the indeprecability of <hi>Artaxus</hi> and that of the King his own Father might yet put a many rubbs in their way; but, all notwithſtanding, he thought himſelf hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>py
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in having conſecrated his life to the moſt amiable and moſt vertuous Princeſſe upon earth, and that he expected no leſſe from the friendſhip of <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> and the au<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thority of <hi>Caeſar</hi> then that all things ſhould be ſo carried that both parties ſhould comply to contribute to their good Fortune.</p>
               <p>After they had had ſome diſcourſe of the affaires of <hi>Philadelph</hi> they ſpoke of thoſe of <hi>Ti<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>granes,</hi> and after that, that violent King had with a great deal of fury and fierceneſſe diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>burthened himſelf of part of that which lay ſo heavy on his heart, and made thouſands of complaints againſt <hi>Eliſa,</hi> and diſgorged thouſands of menaces againſt <hi>Artaban</hi> and all thoſe that were of his party, <hi>Philadelph</hi> took occaſion to reaſſume the diſcourſe with abun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dance of m<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap>dneſſe in theſe termes, <hi>You do not doubt,</hi> ſaid he to Tigranes, <hi>but that I am your friend, and as deeply engaged in your intereſts as any Prince whatſoever, either of your allies or neighbours. The expreſſions I have received thereof, are but too many, too great, and too important,</hi> replied Tigranes, <hi>not to raiſe in me a confidence of your Friendſhip. Since you are ſo much of that belief</hi> replies Philadelph, <hi>you will give me leave to tell you, that you your ſelf contribute moſt of any to your own misfortunes, and that the ſame</hi> Eliſa <hi>for whoſe ſake you have once already loſt your kingdome, may prove the occaſion of greater inconvenien<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ces to you. I muſt needs acknowledge the world affords not any thing comparable to her beauty, not any thing greater then the rank ſhe is in among the Princeſſes of the earth, and that the Crown of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>whereof ſhe is yet preſumed to be the lawful heir, is, next to the Ro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>man Empire, the greatest Monarchy in the world. But on the other ſide, you are to conſider, that this</hi> Eliſa <hi>ſhuns you, hates you, prefers before you a perſon whoſe revenues conſiſt in his ſword, and deſies the indignation of her Father and her King, meerly to ſatisfie the averſion ſhe hath for you; ſo that you may well infer that there is little likelihood to reduce that which neither paternal authority, nor the hazards ſhe hath hitherto been expoſed to, have ineffectually attempted: And therefore, if you will take my advice, you will make this advantage of the diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>entertainment of your addreſſes, to baniſh out of your heart a pe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſon that ſlights you, and one that, though ſhe were within your power, will never have any affection for you while ſhe lives, and conſequently, muſt needs make you, by reaſon of the continual hoſtility which you muſt ever expect to ſtruggle with in your own houſe, the moſt unfortunate Prince upon earth.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>On the other ſide, I have heard of ſome little engagement you were in towards</hi> Urania, <hi>during the time you took ſanctuary with King</hi> Archelaus, <hi>her Brother, who may with very much reaſon be exaſperated againſt you, if the things I have heard be true, and you muſt needs expect the reproaches of all the world, if by your irregular proceedings you diſoblige a f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>iend from whom you have received ſervices of ſo great conſequence.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>While <hi>Philadelph</hi> held him with this diſcourſe, <hi>Tigranes</hi> hearkened to it with much impatience, as deſirous to interrupt him. But when he had given over ſpeaking; <hi>I muſt needs acknowledge,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>that there is abundance of reaſon in ſome of thoſe things which you inſiſt upon; but if you have had as much love for</hi> Delia <hi>as you have ſometimes told me you had, I am to learn, how you can imagine it ſhould be ſo eaſie for me to diſengage my ſe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>f from that which I have for</hi> Eliſa, <hi>the influences of whoſe beauty are not ſo weak but that they may work their effect upon a mans heart while he lives. Beſides, though my inclinations that way proceeded not out of any engagement of Love, and the intereſt of a Crown, ſuch as is that of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>I am obliged to do what I do out of a conſideration of honour; for I have married her by my Ambaſſadours, and the King her Father beſtowed her himſelf upon thoſe Ambaſſadors, that ſhe might be brought into my embraces. So that I am to take in any part of the earth, wherever I meet with her, the woman that is my lawful wife, and by all manner of waies revenge the affront I have received, and I cannot imagine that</hi> Caeſar, <hi>or any other Authority in the world, will oppoſe ſo juſtifiable a reſolution. For</hi> Urania, <hi>you know the worſt ſhe can expect; it will be no preju<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ice to her to give place to</hi> Eliſa <hi>and though what you have heard ſhould prove true, ſhe is no worſe dealt with by me then ſhe had been before by you.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>I hope you are not ſo far miſtaken,</hi> replies Philadelph, <hi>as to imagine I ever promiſed</hi> Urania <hi>any thing, and that if I had, the Love I have for</hi> Arſinoe <hi>ſhould not oblige me to deceive her. As for the revenge you ſpeak of, and which you ſay you ought to endeavour, for the affront hath been done you. I know not on whom you ſhould execute it, and if you take my opinion, I think it is onely of</hi> Eliſa <hi>that you have received that affront. I ſhall not revenge my ſelf on</hi> Eliſa, replied the King of the Medes, <hi>becauſe, notwithſtanding her ingratitude and inſenſibility towards me, ſhe is yet dearer to me than my own life, and I could never attempt any thing againſt her, but it muſt wound me to the heart. But I will puniſh that audacious fellow whom ſhe moſt ſhame<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fully prefers before me, and will chaſtiſe a perſon who, riſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n out of the duſt, would needs raiſe himſelf above Kings, and who, not able to lift himſelf up into the rank whereof he now is, but by the favours that I have done him, and the employments I have put him into in my Armies, hath ſo inſolently abuſed the fortune he crept into by my lenity, and treats Kings as his equals, if not as his inferiours.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
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                  <hi>I am not acquainted with</hi> Artaban, requires Philadelph, <hi>though his great fame hath raiſed in me a great deſire to be; but if I may meaſure him by the things I have heard related of him, I cannot look on him as a perſon that Kings ſhould contemn. This you can teſtifie more than any other, and conſequently when I conſider the things he hath done as wel<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> for you, as for the King of the</hi> Parthians, <hi>it cannot enter into my imagination that you will find it ſo eaſie a matter to puniſh him as you conceive.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelph</hi> would have ſaid more to that purpoſe, as being not able to forbear giving that acknowledgment of <hi>Artabans</hi> vertue which all the world confeſſed to be its due; but obſerving in the countenance of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> that he was not well pleaſed with diſcourſes of that nature, he thought fit not to continue it, and not long after falling into ſome other talk, for ſome time, they went together to give a viſit to <hi>Agrippa. Tigranes</hi> made ſome difficulty to go, by reaſon of the hindrance he had done him in his deſign the day before; but conſidering withal that, by reaſon of the intereſt he had with <hi>Caeſar,</hi> the ſucceſs of his affaires depended partly on him, he went along; <hi>Philadelph</hi> having before hand made him promiſe, that he would not diſcover any ſatisfaction towards <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who was no Enemy of his, and had made the ſame promiſe as to him.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa</hi> entertained all theſe Princes with much civility, and being a man that derived no pride from the greatneſs of his fortune, becauſe it was indeed below his Vertue, he treated them with all the honour due to their dignity. And knowing that in <hi>Alexandria</hi> they had not all things ſuitably to their rank and attendance, they were wont to have, eſpecially <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and <hi>Philadelph,</hi> who had not any retinue at all, he invited them to dine with him, excuſing himſelf for being ſo free with them, out of a reſpect of their preſent conditi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on i<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <hi>Alexandria,</hi> which was ſuch, that they could not have thoſe accomodations at their own lodgings, which they might with him. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and <hi>Philadelph</hi> were perſwaded to ſtay; but <hi>Tigranes</hi> would needs dine with <hi>Cornelius,</hi> who had ſent him an invitation to that purpoſe in the morning. At this firſt interview between <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and him, they ſaluted one another as perſons that were not acquainted, without any expreſſion of diſcon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tent or animoſity of either ſide, which was all that <hi>Philadelph</hi> deſired.</p>
               <p>In the mean time <hi>Arſinoe</hi> and <hi>Olympia</hi> were gone to viſit <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace,</hi> whom they took juſt getting out of bed, and as ſoon as <hi>Olympia</hi> was gotten neer <hi>Eliſa,</hi> putting on, yet with a cheerful look, the countenance of a ſlave; <hi>What, Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>have you no employment now for your ſlave, and will you ſuffer your ſelf to be dreſſed, and receive the ſervices of thoſe that are about you, and ſlight mine? Eliſa</hi> bluſhing at this diſcourſe, after ſhe had kiſſed <hi>Arſinoe</hi> and <hi>Olympia; I cannot blame you, Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>for re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>proaching me with the faults, which, through my ignorance, I have committed againſt you; and to be ingenious, I muſt confeſs they are ſuch, that if you are not in ſome meaſure guilty of them your ſelf, I ſhall be aſhamed of them as long as I live.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This diſcourſe had been continued ſomewhat longer, if the fair <hi>Arſinoe</hi> had not interrupt<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed it, to let <hi>Eliſa</hi> know, how much ſhe thought her ſelf concerned in what had happened to her, as well upon her meeting with <hi>Artaban,</hi> and with <hi>Tigranes,</hi> aſſuring her, that ſhe was no leſs troubled for any misfortune, might come to her, then thoſe perſons that had been of her acquaintance many years together. The diſcourſe of <hi>Olympia</hi> was much to the ſame effect, and that in terms full of affection; and when <hi>Eliſa</hi> had returned them thanks, cloathed in the beſt expreſſions ſhe could, <hi>For your part,</hi> Madam, <hi>added ſhe, ſpeaking to</hi> Olympia, <hi>you have done nothing upon this occaſion, but what I might justly have expected from the friendſhip we have mutual<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>y promiſed one another: but for yours, Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe, direct<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing her ſpeech to <hi>Arſinoe, I muſt needs acknowledg my ſelf infinitely oblieged to you, for ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>hearing to my intereſts, againſt your own Friends, or, at leaſt, if I may be pardoned that free<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dome, againſt thoſe of</hi> Philadelph. <hi>For I cannot imagine you are ignorant, that</hi> Philadelph, <hi>is both a Kinſman and Friend to</hi> Tigranes, <hi>and that it was</hi> Philadelph <hi>himſelf that raiſed him into that Throne, out of which</hi> Artaban <hi>had pulled him down.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Since you oblige me to anſwer for</hi> Philadelph, replies <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> ſmiling, and bluſhing at the ſame time, <hi>I ſhall tell you, that haply he did but his duty when he relieved his Friend and Kinſman againſt thoſe that had diſpoſſeſſed him of his dominions; but if he place my concern<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ment in the loſs or enjoyment of my perſon, I ſhall accordingly hope, that thoſe of our houſe will be as dear to him, as any related to that of</hi> Tigranes, <hi>who hath ever been an Enemy there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>to. And for our own particular, I am to tell you, that there is ſuch a conſtancy in the incli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nations we both have to honour you, that I dare aſſure you that we ſhall ever be of the ſame par<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ty. Beſides, I am further to let you know, that both my Brother and he, though they never ſaw</hi> Artaban, <hi>are ſo ſtrangely fallen in love with the noble fame he hath acquired, and the account hath been given them of his perſon, that it will be a kind of miracle that ever they ſhould oppoſe him in any thing. Some conſiderations of no ſmall conſequence have obliged them to for<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>bear</hi>
                  <pb n="322" facs="tcp:62615:434"/>
                  <hi>viſiting him this morning; but they hope, that ere this day be over, they ſhall find out ſome means or other to ſee him: and if you will pardon me the acknowledgment of my own curioſity, I muſt confeſſe, that I deſire it no leſſe my ſelf, and that I cannot make any repreſentation of him to my ſelf but as a very extraordinary perſon. When you ſhall have ſeen him,</hi> added Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace, <hi>your conviction will be much greater then your confidence is now, and you will find, that, though Fame be extreamly liberal of her good word and character of him, all comes ſhort of the truth, and in this diſcourſe which I make of him, I am the more to be credited, the leſſe I am obliged to be his friend, and that, for ſome little infidelity he hath been guilty of towards me, I were ſufficiently diſpenſed from ſpeaking ſo much to his advan<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tage.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This laſt expreſſion falling from her with a ſmile, and that obſerved by <hi>Eliſa,</hi> on whom ſhe looked at the ſame time; <hi>I did not imagine,</hi> replyed Eliſa, <hi>that you had been acquaint<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed with</hi> Artaban, <hi>and much leſſe that you could have charged him with any infidelity: but I have this only to ſay by way of excuſe for him, that if he had been guilty of it towards any other perſon then your ſelf, whoſe attractions are ſo great, as to confine the moſt inconſtant minds till death diſſolve them, I think I ſhould pardon ſuch a defection out of a conſideration of the no<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ble cauſe of his change, and that I ſhould not call that man inconſtant that ſhould forget all things to ſacrifice himſelf to the fair Princeſſe of the</hi> Parthians. <hi>You would take that for good ſatisfaction,</hi> ſaies Candace to her, <hi>if he had for ſaken you to ſerve her? I know not what I ſhould do in that caſe,</hi> replyed Arſinoe, ſmiling, <hi>but am ſatisfied, that I ought to do it, if I were but any thing rational. I do not place ſo much felicity in revenge,</hi> replies the Queen of Aethiopia, <hi>as to wiſh that</hi> Philadelph <hi>ſhould prove inconſtant; but I would with all my heart that</hi> Artaban, <hi>in whom you are not ſo much concerned, had ſeen you, had loved you, and had for ſaken you, to court</hi> Eliſa, <hi>and it would be no ſmall happineſſe to me to have ſo fair a compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nion in this diſgrace.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Arſinoe</hi> was going to make her ſome reply, when <hi>Olympia</hi> takes occaſion to break of the diſcourſe; out of a deſire to be more particularly informed of the adventure that had hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pened the day before; as having before had but an imperfect relation thereof. <hi>Eliſa</hi> en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertained them with an account of it; but, being unwilling to bring in any thing into thoſe adventures relating to the Hiſtory of <hi>Candace,</hi> which they had not been acquainted with, as they had with her own, ſhe ſaid nothing of the diſcourſes that had paſt between her and <hi>Artaban,</hi> and did not diſcover any thing whence they might imagine that <hi>Artaban</hi> was <hi>Britomarus.</hi> Theſe two Princeſſes were, by this relation, confirmed in the great opinion they had conceived of him, and acknowledged that ſuch a man, though without Crowns, was to be preferred before thoſe that wore the richeſt in the World.</p>
               <p>Whe<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                     <desc>••</desc>
                  </gap> the Princeſſes were quite dreſſed, word was brought them, that dinner ſtaid for them, and though <hi>Eliſa</hi> doubted not but that ſhe ſhould ſee <hi>Artaban</hi> that afternoon, as ſhe had promiſed him, yet out of a conceit that ſhe ſhould not any time that day, have the freedome to ſee him alone, ſhe thought fit to entreat the two Princeſſes to dine with them, which propoſition they complied with, when they had underſtood by a meſſenger that came from <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> to the Princeſſe his Siſter, that <hi>Philadelph</hi> and himſelf were invited to <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s.</p>
               <p>Aſſoon as they had dined, they immediately returned into <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s chamber, whither they were hardly all gotten, but <hi>Cephiſa</hi> came and acquainted the Princeſſe, that <hi>Artaban,</hi> was at the door deſirous to wait on her. She, with a certain agitation which ſhe was not able to conceal, gave order he ſhould come in, ſo that at the name of <hi>Artaban, Arſinoe,</hi> and <hi>Olympia</hi> prepared themſelves for a ſight which they had long been infinitely deſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>rous to ſee. <hi>Artaban</hi> was immediately admitted, and came in with that attractive coun<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tenance, and majeſtick deportment, which raiſed in all thoſe that ſaw him, reſpect and ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>miration. <hi>Olympia</hi> was aſtoniſhed at it, as finding ſomewhat beyond all ſhe could have i<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>magined of him, and would needs turn to <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> as it were to read her thoughts of him in her countenance, when ſhe obſerved in it, more of aſtoniſhment and ſurpriſe then ſhe had thought to find there. Accordingly, <hi>Artaban;</hi> having in the firſt place very ſubmiſſively ſalut<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace,</hi> had no ſooner turned himſelf towards <hi>Olympia</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> to do them the ſame civility, but the <hi>Armenian</hi> Princeſſe met with, in his countenance, that of <hi>Brito<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>marus,</hi> the ſame <hi>Britomarus</hi> that had courted her with a very violent affection, in the King her Fathers Court, that <hi>Britomarus,</hi> whom, for his over-confidence, ſhe had ſlighted, though ſhe infinitely eſteemed him for his great worth, and who, not long before, had in <hi>Cyprus,</hi> pro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tected her againſt the violences of <hi>Antigenes,</hi> and reſtored her into the hands of <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> after he had delivered him out of the chains of the Pirats, as ſhe had related to <hi>Philadelph</hi> two daie<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> before. Theſe laſt obligations put upon them by <hi>Britomarus</hi> were of ſuch conſequence,
<pb n="323" facs="tcp:62615:434"/>
that in a mind, ſuch as was that of <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> they could have produced no leſſe then an acknowledgment equal thereto, and when that in the perſon of that great <hi>Artaban,</hi> whom ſhe looked on as a man, whoſe ſword decided the fates of Empires, ſhe found that of <hi>Bri<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tomarus,</hi> to whom ſhe ought to honour, and her brothers liberty, ſhe could not avoid being ſeized by a violent ſurpriſe, yet ſuch, withal, as was delightful, and brought with it n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> leſs ſatisfaction then aſtoniſhment. Nor indeed either could ſhe, or would ſhe, diſſemble it, and thereupon coming up to him with ſuch a confidence as ſhe might have expreſſed towards a moſt affectionate brother: <hi>What,</hi> Britomarus, ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>are you then that great</hi> Artaban, <hi>whoſe fame fills the univerſe, and who, under that illuſtrious name of</hi> Artaban, <hi>are pleaſed to conceal from us that of</hi> Britomarus, <hi>to whom I ſtand engaged for my own hon<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>u<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>, and my Brothers life.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>The other three Princeſſes could not but wonder very much at this diſcourſe of <hi>Arſinoe;</hi> but indeed <hi>A<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>taban</hi> could do no leſs himſelf, as conſidering with himſelf, not without aſto<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>niſhment, how Fortune, in ſo ſmall a ſpace of time, ſhould bring together, out of ſeveral Kingdoms that lay at a great diſta<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ce one from another, the onely three perſons for whom he ever had conceived affection. The preſence of <hi>Eliſa,</hi> as things then ſtood, put him into ſome little diſorder, and yet not willing to be thought inſenſib<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>e of the civility he had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived from <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> for whom he had infinite reſpects, after he had ſaluted her with as much ſubmiſſion as he could have done, even when his affections were mo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t violent for her, <hi>Ma<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>the ſame fortune, that makes</hi> Delia's <hi>and</hi> Arſinoe's, <hi>may alſo make</hi> Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ban's <hi>and</hi> Britomarus's, <hi>and under both theſe names I continue towards the Princeſſe</hi> Arſinoe <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> 
                  <hi>reſpect, which nothing ſhall ever be able to make me forget.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa,</hi> during this diſcourſe, being gotten cloſe to <hi>Arſinoe: What, Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>it ſeems you are acquainted with</hi> Artaban? <hi>Since</hi> Britomarus <hi>is the ſame with</hi> Artaban, replies Arſinoe, <hi>I dare tell you, Madam, that I knew him before you, and ſhall further let you know, that I have much reaſon to be acquainted with him, ſince that, n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>t to mention the ad<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dreſſes he ſometime made to me in my own Country, even while he was yet very young, he hath, within a ſmall time, by his admirable valour, and with the hazard of his life, preſerved that which, amongſt us, is counted moſt precious and delivered my brother out of the hands of the Pirates. What Siſter, cries out</hi> Olympia, <hi>is it then to the great</hi> Artaban, <hi>that we are ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged for the ſafety of</hi> Ariobarzanes? <hi>It is ſo Siſter,</hi> replie; Arſinoe, <hi>tis to him that we are <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>biiged for him, and I believe, let him go which way he will, he ſhall every where meet with perſons engaged to his fortunate valour,</hi> replied Artaban, <hi>you may reflect onely on ſervices which you might juſtly <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ave expected from all thoſe perſons, whom fortune had favoured with the ſame opportunities to do them; but if you call to mind that over-confidence, as you thought it, which you puniſhed with ſo much ſeverity and diſdain, while I continued in</hi> Armenia, <hi>you will haply conceive your ſelf more obliged to my crime, then my ſervices, and that I had preſented you with a thing at that time, which night have made a greater impreſſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> on in your memory, th<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n that little relief, for which you are end<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>bted onely to my ſword.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Theſe words made <hi>Arſinoe</hi> bluſh, and while ſhe was conſidering what anſwer ſhe ſhould make, <hi>Candace</hi> not well affording her the time to do it; <hi>Ah Madam,</hi> ſaid ſhe to her, <hi>might it pleaſe the gods that the wiſh I made ſome minutes ſince may be accompliſhed, and that it were true that</hi> Britomarus <hi>were guilty of the ſame infidelity towards you, which you ſo much approved, or at leaſt, thought ſo excuſable by reaſon of the noble cauſe thereof. For matter of infidelity,</hi> replies Artaban, <hi>I am not guilty of any towards the fair</hi> Arſinoe, <hi>for ſhe never n<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>
                     <g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cepted of my fidelity, nor entertained the reſpect I had for her with any obli<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ation. But cer<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tain it is, Madam, that when I left you, I brought away this young heart, which was, upon my firſt inclination,, grown confident enough, and laid it at the feet of</hi> Arſinoe, <hi>and that, without all queſtion, I had ſpent my whole life in that engagement, if the rigour of this Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſe, and the pleaſure of my deſtiny, reſerving me for another vaſſalage, had not involved me in other chains, for which I ſhould willingly for ſake, with all it contains that is moſt excel<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lent, the Empire of the whole World. But who can be confident,</hi> ſaies Eliſa to him, <hi>not with too much earneſtneſſe, that theſe laſt chains will not be broken as the former were, and what Beauty in the world can be ſecured againſt your inconſtancy, ſince that of theſe two fair Prin<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceſſes hath not been able to fix it? I am very confident,</hi> replies Artaban, <hi>that ſhe, whoſe vaſſal I now particularly profeſſe my ſelf to be, is not in any fear I ſhould break the chains I am in, and am far from thinking my ſelf ſo happy, as to put her into any fear, which might raiſe me to a degree of felicity whereto I am not yet arrived. Might it pleaſe the gods I were on thoſe terms with her, for I ſhould find is no hard matter to perſwade her, that I conceive my ſlavery too too glorious for me to imagine there is any need of fidelity to continue in it,</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
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Theſe few words he thought ſufficient as to that point, and <hi>Eliſa</hi> was ſatisfied there<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>with, not inſiſting upon any further matter of juſtification to be convinced of a fidelity, which ſhe had experienced in ſo many extraordinary demonſtrations. Upon that account was it that ſhe fell upon ſome other diſcourſe, and ſo asked <hi>Artaban,</hi> by what miraculous means he had eſcaped out of the ſea, into which ſhe had ſeen him caſt himſelf, and being ſatiſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fied for that day, ſhe could not hope to have any private diſcourſe with him, ſhe entreat<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed him to relate before thoſe Princeſſes, by what ſtrange waies he had eſcaped, and in what manner he had ſpent his life ſince their unexpected ſeparation. <hi>Artaban</hi> was preparing himſelf to obey her commands, conceiving, as ſhe did, that he muſt needs expect till ſome o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther, more favourable opportunity, to enter into private diſcourſe with her, when there come into the room <hi>Agrippa, Philadelph, Ariobarzanes, Ovid,</hi> and ſome others, who had dined that day with <hi>Agrippa. Ariobarzanes</hi> and <hi>Philadelph,</hi> how impatient ſoever they might be to ſee their beloved Princeſſes, from whom, after ſo cruel an abſence, they could hardly bear with one that took up ſome few minutes, found that deſire, when they were come to the Princeſſe of the <hi>Parthians</hi> lodgings, exchanged into another, <hi>viz.</hi> That of ſeeing <hi>Artaban</hi> whoſe great reputation had raiſed in them no leſſe curioſity for his acquaintance then e<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſteem for his perſon. Aſſoon as <hi>Philadelph</hi> ſaw him, he thought there had been ſomething more then humane in his countenance and deportment; but <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had no ſooner caſt his eies upon him, but, as <hi>Arſinoe</hi> had done before, finding <hi>Britomarus</hi> in the perſon of <hi>Artaban,</hi> he retreated ſome few paces with an action full of aſtoniſhment, and a little after coming up to him with his arms ſpread open, after he had craved the pardon of <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Candace,</hi> for the freedom he took in their preſence, he embraced with all the demon<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtrations of a perfect friendſhip, and, ſeconding his careſſes with words full of affection; <hi>O ye juſt gods,</hi> ſaid he, <hi>is it poſſible, that in this</hi> Artaban, <hi>who is ſo famous all over the World, I ſhould find that</hi> Britomarus, <hi>who is ſo dear to me, and to whom both my Siſter and my ſelf are ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liged for our honour, life and liberty? Ah! no queſtion, it is the very ſame,</hi> added he a little after, <hi>&amp; all things were ſo great &amp; promiſing in</hi> Britomarus, <hi>that, from the firſt diſcoveries he made of himſelf, we could preſume no leſſe then that they would terminate in the glory of the great</hi> Artaban.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Artaban,</hi> entertaining the careſſes of that truely noble and a<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>iable Prince with all manner of acknowledgement, and his expreſſions of him with abundance of modeſty, anſwered him with the reſpect he had for thoſe Princes that degenerated not from their dignity; and, knowing withall that <hi>Ariobarznes</hi> was yet more conſiderable for his actions then for his birth, as he had underſtood from the relation he had received of him after he had reſcued him out of the hands of the Pirates, he looked on him with ſo much eſteem, as he could poſſibly have for thoſe whom their quality and rank make the moſt recommendable amongſt men. Whereupon diſengaging himſelf out of his embraces, <hi>My Lord,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>your own vert<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="2 letters">
                        <desc>••</desc>
                     </gap>e makes you ſet too great a value on their valour in whom you may have diſcovered ſome vertuous inclination, and the actions of</hi> Artaban <hi>are not ſo conſiderable as the miracles of</hi> Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>menes. <hi>Beſides, both your ſelf, and the Princeſſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> your Siſter conſpire together to attribute to me the glory of an aſſiſtance you received not from me, ſince that it is not to be doubted, but you had your ſelf a greater hand then I had in the victory, which reſcued you out of the hands of the Pirates.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>They had continued their diſcourſes to this effect for ſome time longer, if <hi>Philadelph,</hi> per<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceiving by what <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> had ſaid, that <hi>Artaban</hi> was the ſame <hi>Britomarus</hi> who had reſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ued <hi>Del<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>a</hi> from the violences of <hi>Antigenes,</hi> and put to death that infamous Raviſher, and all his lewd companions, being almoſt out of patience to expreſſe his gratitude towards him, had not come up to him with as much earneſtneſſe as <hi>Ariobazanes</hi> had done before. And in that heat, not having the leaſt memory of the intereſts of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> but looking on <hi>Arta<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ban,</hi> as a perſon to whom he was obliged for what was of greater concernment to him then his life; <q>And have not I, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> as much reaſon as any man to offer my ſelf up wholly to the ſervice of the great <hi>Artaban,</hi> &amp; can he have delivered <hi>Arſinoe</hi> out of the hands of her enemies, and not command the life of <hi>Philadelph.</hi>
                  </q> At that word <hi>Artaban,</hi> having taken notice of <hi>Philadelph,</hi> whoſe goodlineſſe, as to his perſon, he had already obſerved, and whoſe life he had been acquainted with, both from the mouth of <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> and that of Fame it ſelf, looked on him with more earneſtneſſe then he had done before, and, con<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſidering him as one that might juſtly be of that number of men, whom he thought wor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>thy his reſpects and affection, he accordingly expreſſed himſelf with as much freedom to him, as he had done to <hi>Ariobarzanes.</hi> So that after he had received his careſſes with the ſame civility, <q>It had been very much more to my advantage, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> that you had had theſe favourable ſentiments towards me, when you were ſo earneſt inreſtoring my ene<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>my to his throne, and in a condition to deprive me of all, both my hopes and my hap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>pineſſe; but what time or occaſion ſoever you take to proffer it me, I muſt needs place
<pb n="325" facs="tcp:62615:435"/>
                     <hi>abundance of glory and f<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                           <desc>•</desc>
                        </gap>licity in your friendſhip.</hi>
                  </q> 
                  <hi>When the King of</hi> Cappadocia, <hi>and my ſelf,</hi> replies Philadelph, <hi>aſſiſted</hi> Tigranes <hi>to recover his Kingdom, out of which you had forced him, we gave him an aſſiſtance, which, no doubt, we ought to have afforded our Friend and our Kinſman; but what advantages ſoever he might have made of your abſence, he would have been but little the better for it, if that ſword of</hi> Artabans, <hi>which commands Victory where <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>r<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> it comes, had ſtill been in the ſervice o<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap> the King of the</hi> Parthians. <hi>When that ſword purchaſed me any Victory,</hi> replies Artaban, <hi>I had not to deale with ſuch Enemies, as</hi> Philadelph, <hi>and if</hi> Tigranes <hi>had followed your noble examples, he had never fallen into thoſe misfortunes, out of which you have ſince delivered him.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Philadelp</hi> replied to this diſcourſe with much modeſty, and they had continued it ſome<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>what longer, if <hi>Agrippa</hi> and the reſt of the company had not interrupted it, all looking one upon the other with a certain eſteem and veneration. And certainly the perſons that were then met, were ſuch, that whether ſex were looked upon, there was ſtill matter of eſteem and admiration, it being likely to prove a hard matter to find in any other part of the world, a like number of perſons to whom nature had been ſo liberal of her advantages.</p>
               <p>When they were all ſate, they fell into very pleaſant diſcourſe, but it was not free from ſome reſervedneſs, and, unleſs it were <hi>Ovid,</hi> and ſome others that came along with <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa,</hi> there was not any one in that noble Aſſembly that was not rather deſirous of private diſcourſe with ſome particular perſon preſent, then a general converſation. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and <hi>Philadelp</hi> could have wiſhed they had been where they might with freedome ſpeak to their Princeſſes, yet were not they the moſt diſturbed of any, and whereas their fortunes were in a more ſettled condition than thoſe of any of the reſt, they accordingly with the more patience endured that little abatement of their ſatisfaction. <hi>Artaban,</hi> who had not had any diſcourſe with <hi>Eliſa</hi> ſince their ſeparation, was no doubt very deſirous of it at that time; but being confident that he was loved to as high a degree as he could ra<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tionally deſire, he was much in a better condition than <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who certainly was the moſt diſordered of the whole company. He had taken a ſeat very neer <hi>Eliſa,</hi> but he b<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap> he could not ſay a word to her which muſt not be heard by all the reſt, eſpecially <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>taban,</hi> who ſate at a very little diſtance from her, and, for the moſt part, had his eyes fixt on her countenance. <hi>Eliſa</hi> from that time to time faſtned on him ſuch looks as eaſily diſcovered what kindneſs ſhe had for him in her heart; or if thoſe who were not concerned therein, were accordingly the leſs apprehenſive thereof, they were but too too ſignificant to the conſtruction of the paſſionate <hi>Agrippa;</hi> who, reading in them all he could fear in favour of his Rival, was wounded thereby to the very heart. Of this he would have given expreſſions remarkable enough, had he hearkened only to the ſuggeſtions of his paſſion, but being a perſon of much prudence and reſervedneſs, he ſo far ſinothered the agitations of his thoughts, as not to diſcover them but only to <hi>Eliſa,</hi> who had already taken but too much notice thereof.</p>
               <p>Now there having not happened any thing of a long time in that Country ſo re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>markable as the carrying away of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> that became for ſome time the ſubject of their diſcourſe, and after that <hi>Agrippa</hi> had acquainted the company with the or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der that <hi>Cornelius</hi> and himſelf had taken for her recovery, and how they had ſent by land an infinite number of perſons to find her out, and by Sea the greateſt part of the ſhips that were in the port of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> to ſo little effect that none of all thoſe brought any account of her, all ſpake with very much reſentment of the misfortune of that fair Princeſs. It went to the very heart of <hi>Candace</hi> for <hi>Caeſario</hi>'s ſake; <hi>Eliſa</hi> out of her own excellent good nature, was extreamly troubled at it, and <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe</hi> though the Children of <hi>Artabaſus,</hi> and Brother and Siſter to <hi>Artaxus,</hi> having not for the deplorable deſtiny of their Fathers, that cruel reſentment which their Brother would never quit towards the innocent family of <hi>Mark-Anthony,</hi> but, on the contrary, calling to mind, with tenderneſs, the years they had ſpent in the company of the Princeſs <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and her Brothers, in the ſame Citie and Palace, where they then were, and reflecting on the demonſtrations they had in thoſe daies received of their affection, were very much aff<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>icted at that misfortune. Inſomuch that <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> concerning himſelf in it with that ingenious generoſity which was obſervable in all his actions, made a proteſtation that he would hazard his life in the ſervice of that Princeſs. Whereupon, <hi>Agrippa,</hi> who had privately ſeen <hi>Alexander</hi> the day before, had furniſhed him with a Veſſel, and had in few words been in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>formed by him how things had paſſed, looking on <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> with a ſmile; <hi>I am very glad,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>to find your ſentiments of this buſineſs ſuitable to the greatneſs of your courage; but I am doubtful whether you will perſiſt therein, when you have underſtood that the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra <hi>was carried away by the King of</hi> Armenia <hi>your Brother.</hi> Ariobarzanes
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was very much at a loſs to hear that, but <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>ot long after rejoyning to the former diſcourſe; <hi>You entertain me, for your own diverſion ſake,</hi> ſaid he to Agrippa, <hi>with a diſcourſe that ſeems to have but little probability in it; but, it being ſuppoſed that the King my Brother had carried away the Princeſs</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>I ſhould by no means approve his action, and would never ſerve him in ſuch an unjuſt enterpriſe. I expected no leſs from your Vertue,</hi> replies A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa, <hi>and it is upon the experience I have of it, that, after a little recollection, I am reſolved to acquaint you with the whole truth of that buſineſs, and ſhall inform you of di<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>vers other paſſages which you muſt needs be aſtoniſhed at, after</hi> I <hi>have told you, that in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſtead of ſending abroad both ſhips and men,</hi> I <hi>would have gone in perſon, as</hi> I <hi>thought my ſelf obliged both in point of duty, and the friendſhip</hi> I <hi>have for the Children of</hi> Anthony, <hi>in purſuit of the King your Brother, who would needs come and carry away, even out of our Port a Princeſs of the houſe, and under the Protection of</hi> Caeſar, <hi>if</hi> I <hi>had not re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived an expreſs order from the Emperour not to ſtir hence, upon any account whatſoe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ver, before his arrival.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This premiſed, <hi>Agrippa</hi> perceiving that the whole company, and particularly <hi>Ariobar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>zanes</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> hearkened very attentively to him, gave them a brief relation of what he had underſtood from <hi>Alexander,</hi> of his firſt addreſſes to <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> of the cruelty of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> and the extremity whereto he had been reduced upon the ſcaffold, his eſcape through the aſſiſtance of <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and his arrival upon the coaſt of <hi>Alexandria</hi> with that Princeſs. <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> who had trembled, as it were, out of the horrour he h<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>d conceived at that deſcription of his Brothers cruelty, was on the other ſide glad of the ſafety of <hi>Alexander,</hi> and commended <hi>Artemiſa</hi> for the acknowledgement ſhe had made of his affection; proteſting that if he had been neer her, he would have encourag<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed her in that deſigne, and have ſacrificed his life to promote it.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Agrippa,</hi> perceiving him to perſevere in thoſe vertuous ſentiments, after he had commended him for it, reaſſumed his diſcourſe, and entertaining the company with all that <hi>Alexander</hi> had learned from <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> during the ſpace of a whole day that they had been together before her laſt carrying away, gave them an account of her meeting with the King of <hi>Armenia</hi> upon the Sea; how that cruel King was going to thruſt a weapon into her breaſt to kill her, and had been diſarmed by the Love he im<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mediately conceived for that Princeſs; the perſecutions he had made her ſuffer, their arrival upon the coaſt of <hi>Alexandria,</hi> the eſcape of <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> the relief ſhe had re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ceived from an unknown perſon on horſe-back, who had defeated the King of <hi>Arme<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nia</hi> when he was upon the point of retaking her; how ſhe got to the Lodging, where <hi>Alexander</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa</hi> were retired, and how that the next day ſhe had been carried away a ſecond time into the wood with the Princeſs <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> by a compa<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny of horſe-men that belonged to <hi>Artaxus,</hi> who in all probability had returned her into the hands of their Maſter: that <hi>Alexander,</hi> having wandred up and down in pur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſuit of her all that day, and the next night, though to no purpoſe, gave him a ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cret meeting the next day, and after he had given a brief Relation of what he had en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tertained them with, had entreated him that he might have a Veſſel and men to make after thoſe that had carried away <hi>Cleopatra</hi> and <hi>Artemiſa;</hi> which he had done, not without much regret that he could not go himſelf in perſon, by reaſon of the ex<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>preſs orders he had received from the Emperour not to ſtir by any means out of <hi>Alexandria.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>During all this long diſcourſe, the prudent <hi>Agrippa</hi> made not the leaſt mention of <hi>Cori<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>olanus,</hi> though he had furniſhed him with his own horſe in the wood to ride after <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and was not ignorant of the greateſt things he had done for the relief of that Princeſs. The whole company was extreamly aſtoniſhed at the relation of <hi>Agrippa,</hi> eſpecially <hi>Ariobarza<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes</hi> and <hi>Arſinoe,</hi> who were doubly concerned in it, both in the perſon of <hi>Artaxus</hi> and that of <hi>Artemiſa.</hi> They continued for a good while all ſilent; but at laſt, <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> being unwilling <hi>Agrippa</hi> ſhould imagine, that his diſcourſe had wrought any change in him as to his former opinion; I <hi>am extreamly astoniſhed,</hi> ſaid he to him, <hi>at the Relation you have made of the cruelty and injuſtice of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>and ſo far from diſapproving the procedure of</hi> Artemiſa, <hi>that certainly, had</hi> I <hi>been at</hi> Artaxata, <hi>at that time,</hi> I <hi>ſhould with her have hazarded my life for the ſafety of</hi> Alexander. <hi>The extremity he was reduced to, by the inexorable ſeverity of</hi> Artaxus, <hi>makes me tremble, and though he be my Brother and my King, he ſhould not find any other in the world that would more oppoſe him in theſe horrid and deteſtable attempts. Might it pleaſe the gods, that, notwithſtanding my Obligations to him,</hi> I <hi>might without attempting his life, deliver</hi> Clopatra <hi>and</hi> Artemiſa <hi>out of his hands, and</hi> I <hi>proteſt to you that</hi> I <hi>ſhould neither ſpare my pains, nor my blood upon that account. The King of</hi> Armenia, <hi>added</hi> Artaban, <hi>hath ſhown himſelf in thoſe laſt actions to be the ſame man he had ever been, for it was</hi>
                  <pb n="327" facs="tcp:62615:436"/>
                  <hi>out of the horrour I conceived at his cruelty, that I ſometime quitted his ſervice, when he bar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barouſly put to death two</hi> Cilician <hi>Princes, both Priſoners of War, whom I had taken my ſelf in fight. But I can aſſure you thus much, that he is hardly in a condition to undertake any long Voyage, or any great enterpriſe; that I have ſeen him, and ſpoke to him within theſe two daies, and that we parted but yeſtereday, after we had remained for ſome daies together in the ſame houſe.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Upon this he related to them how he had met <hi>Artaxus</hi> at the houſe of <hi>Tiridates,</hi> as alſo what diſcourſe had paſt between them, and told them, how that the day before, he had left that houſe, not long before his departure thence, upon a viſit to <hi>Tiridate</hi>'s Tomb.</p>
               <p>That diſcourſe of <hi>Artaban</hi> gave the Company new matter of reflection upon that adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture; inſomuch that at laſt <hi>Philadelph,</hi> who had been ſilent a long time, taking, upon that, occaſion to ſpeak; <hi>If I thought that Prince</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>and the Princeſs</hi> Arſinoe, ſaid he, looking on them, <hi>would pardon me the injury I have innocently done them, I ſhould acknowledg how far I have been engaged in this adventure, and would tell them, that, if I am not much miſtaken, it was my ſelf that fought with</hi> Artaxus, <hi>for the recovery of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and who, encouraged by the juſtice of the quarrel, gave him ſuch wounds as made him incapable of fur<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther fighting.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>Here he took occaſion to acquaint them how he had met with <hi>Artemiſa</hi> neer the ſpring, though he ſpoke of her as a perſon abſolutely unknown to him; how that at firſt he took her for <hi>Delia,</hi> what grief it was to him when he grew ſenſible of his miſtake, what com<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>paſſion ſhe had expreſſed thereat, the long diſcourſe there had paſt between them, and how that upon the point of their departure one from the other, he had ſeen <hi>Cleopatra</hi> paſſing by, making all the haſt ſhe could before a perſon on horſe-back that purſued her. He told them that he had not any acquaintance with that Princeſs, but that by the admirable beauty he had obſerved in her countenance, it muſt needs be either ſome Goddeſs or the Princeſs <hi>Cleo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>patra.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This account of <hi>Philadelph</hi> raiſing in the Company new matter of aſtoniſhment, as, that by a ſtrange traverſe of fortune, two men that were implacable Enemies ſhould come and en<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gage one the other, yet without eithers knowledge of it, and that the amorous <hi>Philadelph</hi> ſhould fight with the Brother of his beloved <hi>Delia.</hi> He once more craved their pardon for it, and both of them aſſured him, that the greateſt affliction they conceived at that adven<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ture, proceeded from the fear they were in, it might further exaſperate <hi>Artaxus</hi> againſt <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and would make him the more inexorable as to the conſent he expected from him for the quiet enjoyment of <hi>Arſinoe.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>It was generally concluded that the faire Ladie he had met with at the ſpring, was no o<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther than <hi>Artemiſa,</hi> and that eſpecially after the deſcription he had given them of her, and the reſemblance, which upon the firſt ſight had made him miſtake her for <hi>Delia,</hi> though there were a difference between their faces obſervable enough an imagination that were not ſo violently prepoſſeſſed with the impreſſion of <hi>Delia.</hi>
               </p>
               <trailer>The end of the Second Book.</trailer>
            </div>
            <div n="3" type="book">
               <pb n="328" facs="tcp:62615:437"/>
               <head>HYMENS <hi>PRAELUDIA;</hi> OR Loves Maſter-peice. Part. <hi>X.</hi>
               </head>
               <head type="sub">
                  <hi>LIB.</hi> III.</head>
               <argument>
                  <head>ARGUMENT.</head>
                  <p>Flavianus <hi>is brought in wounded to</hi> Alexandria, <hi>having been worſted in his attempt for the de<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>liverance of</hi> Cleopatra; <hi>Whereupon</hi> Agrippa, Artaban <hi>and others prepare for her reſcue; but upon their coming to the port, diſcover a ſhip arriving, wherein were</hi> Alexander <hi>and</hi> Marcellus, <hi>bringing in</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Artemiſa. Tigranes <hi>deſires the favour of a viſit of</hi> Eliſa, <hi>but is denyed:</hi> Cornelius <hi>perſiſting in the preſumption he had, that</hi> Candace <hi>was onely a Lady of great quality in</hi> Ethiopia, <hi>perſecutes her with the diſcoveries of his affection.</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Alexander <hi>are brought into</hi> Alexandria. Artemiſa, <hi>perſwaded, that</hi> Ario<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>barzanes <hi>and</hi> Arſinoe <hi>had been dead, ſwounds upon the firſt ſight of them, and afterwards acquaints</hi> Ariobarzanes <hi>that he is King of</hi> Armenia <hi>by the death of her Brother</hi> Artaxus. Ariobarzanes, Alexander, Philadelph, Olympia, Artemiſa, <hi>and</hi> Arſinoe <hi>condole his death, and afterwards reflect on the advantages they all have by</hi> Ariobarzanes<hi>'s coming to the Crown.</hi> Candace <hi>and</hi> Eliſa <hi>are made acquainted with</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>to whom Queen</hi> Can<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>dace <hi>diſcovers both her ſelf and quality, and entertains her with the Hiſtory of</hi> Cleomedon. Eliſa <hi>does the like with that of</hi> Artaban. Agrippa <hi>hath a private conference with</hi> Eliſa, <hi>wherein he further diſcovers his paſſion to her.</hi> Artaban <hi>entertains</hi> Eliſa <hi>and</hi> Candace <hi>with a relation how he eſcaped drowning, after he caſt himſelf, all armed, into the ſea, with</hi> Zenodorus <hi>the Pirat in his armes.</hi> Cleomedon <hi>hath a ſecret interview with</hi> Artaban <hi>in</hi> Eliſa<hi>'s Chamber, where he diſcovers himſelf to</hi> Cleopatra <hi>and</hi> Alexander, <hi>to be</hi> Caeſario, <hi>the ſon of</hi> Caeſar, <hi>and Queen</hi> Cleopatra; <hi>which they not eaſily crediting, are confirmed and ſatisfied by</hi> Candace, Eliſa, <hi>and</hi> Eteocles.</p>
               </argument>
               <p>WHile theſe Illuſtrious Perſons were thus in the midſt of their entertain<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ments, diſcourſing of the many ſtrange accidents that were come to their knowledge, <hi>Cornelius</hi> comes into the room, diſcovering by his action that he had ſomething of news to communicate. Whereup<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on addreſſing himſelf to <hi>Agrippa,</hi> 
                  <q>My Lord, <hi>ſaid he to him,</hi> I have juſt now received ſome tidings from the Princeſſe <hi>Cleopatra,</hi> and thoſe that carried her a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>way. Thoſe whom we ſent in purſuit of them, were gotten far enough hence to find her, when in the mean time they were neerer us then can well be imagined, inſomuch, that <hi>Flavianus,</hi> a Commander of one of our ſhips, met, but this morning, with that, wherein were the Raviſhers, lying cloſe under one of the Rocks, which in ſome places hang over this coaſt, came up to her, ſaw the Princeſſe, ſpoke with her, and fought for her deliver<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ance with ſo much good ſucceſs in the beginning, that he boarded the enemy with divers of his men, and was in a manner poſſeſſed of her, when a certain Perſon, who had not ap<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>peared at the firſt engagement, comes up upon the Deck, without any other arms then his ſword, and fought ours with ſo prodigious a Valour, that having either killed or forc<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ed away all that were gotten into the other veſſel,</q> he ſtruck down <hi>Flavianus</hi> himſelf, load<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing
<pb n="329" facs="tcp:62615:437"/>
                  <hi>him with ſuch wounds, that he was incapable of fighting any longer, and ſo by the death of the Commander, abating the courage of the Souldiers, they gave over the enterp<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>iſe, and were forced to quit their attempt for the deliverance of</hi> Cleopatra, <hi>and to make what hast they could into our Port.</hi> Flavianus <hi>is brought into the City, very deſperately wounded, I have ſeen him, and though it be with much difficulty, that he expreſſes himſelf, yet have I made a ſhift to get thus much out of him.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>The news is not the worſt we could have expected,</hi> replies Agrippa, <hi>and ſince</hi> Cleopatra <hi>is yet at ſo ſmall a diſtance from us, I hope ſhe may be met with by ſome of the other Veſſels that are ſtill abroad to find her. It was ever my opinion,</hi> ſaies Artaban, <hi>that the King of</hi> Armenia <hi>could not be gotten far hence, and that, out of all queſtion, the wounds he had received had been the ground of his lying in that obſcure place, till ſuch time as he were in a condition to depart. But is it not poſſible,</hi> continued he, turning to Cornelius, <hi>we may yet come time enough for the re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lief of that Princeſs? And have you no other Veſſels ready for us in this extremity? We may make uſe of that which hath brought in</hi> Flavianus, <hi>with what there is remaining of his men, and ſuch others as will follow us,</hi> ſaies Agrippa to him, <hi>and ſince that thoſe we ſeek are ſo neer us, I think I ſhall not much oppoſe the orders of</hi> Caeſar, <hi>if I go ſome few ſtadia out of</hi> Alexandria, <hi>upon an occaſion of ſo great importance. It were not civility to entreat either</hi> Ariobarzanes, <hi>or</hi> Philadelph, <hi>whereof the one is Brother to</hi> Artaxus, <hi>the other in hopes to be, to afford us their aſſiſtance in this emergency; but for you, generous</hi> Artaban, <hi>if your condition, in point of health, be ſuch as may permit it, I ſhould not refuſe your aſſiſtance, and having ſuch a ſe<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cond with me, I may well think our Enemies muſt be very valiant to diſpute the Victory with us, I find my ſelf in a capacity to follow you,</hi> replies Artaban, <hi>and there is not any thing ſhall hinder me from courting the glory I conceive it is to fight under the great</hi> Agrippa.</p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Eliſa</hi>'s complexion changed at this diſcourſe of <hi>Artabans,</hi> and he diſcovered in her eies the trouble it was to her that he ſhould ſo readily engage himſelf in ſuch an enterpriſe. <hi>Ari<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>obarzanes</hi> and <hi>Philadelph</hi> knew not well what reſolution to take, there being little probabi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lity they ſhould be drawn in to engage, the one againſt his own Brother and his King, the other againſt the Brother of his deareſt <hi>Delia,</hi> both of them being equally troubled at the departure of their Companions, in order to an engagement upon ſo juſt a quarrel. How<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ever, they knew no remedy, but to take all patiently, there being no matter of choice in the buſineſs, and conſequently ſaw, there was a neceſſity they ſhould quietly expect what would be the event, upon the promiſe which <hi>Agrippa</hi> made to <hi>Ariobarzanes,</hi> that if they met with the King of <hi>Armenia,</hi> they would treat him as a King, and would afford him the faireſt terms he could expect, for his ſake.</p>
               <p>Theſe two great men, conceiving they had very little time to looſe, as things then ſtood, in order to the deſign they were engaged in, left the Princeſſes, and were attended by all the Roman Nobility that came along with <hi>Agrippa</hi> to <hi>Alexandria.</hi> 'Tis poſſible they might have taken a far greater number with them, but having underſtood what number of men might be with <hi>Artaxus,</hi> and knowing that he had but one ſingle Veſſel, they thought there was no neceſſity of taking any more with them. <hi>Artaban</hi> ſent for his armour, giving order that <hi>Telamon</hi> ſhould come along with them from the houſe of <hi>Tradates,</hi> and that they ſhould be brought aboard the Veſſel, to be made uſe of if occaſion were, as being not able, by reaſon of the condition he was then in, to endure the weight of them without ſome inconvenience to himſelf.</p>
               <p>After they were all departed out of the Chamber, <hi>Cornelius</hi> who ſtayed there upon the or<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>der of <hi>Agrippa,</hi> coming up to <hi>Eliſa,</hi> acquainted her, that he had, not long before, parted with the King of the <hi>Medes,</hi> who had honoured him ſo far as to dine with him, and that that Prince had entreated him to know of her, whether he might with her leave give her a viſit. <hi>Eliſa,</hi> though naturally full of mildneſs and compliance, ſeemed to be much troubled at that propoſition of <hi>Cornelius,</hi> and looking on him with a little angry bluſh, that immedi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ately ſpread over his face; <hi>He ſhall not need put himſelf to this trouble,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>for after the violence he would have done me yeſterday, I cannot look on him otherwiſe then as my Enemy. Let me therefore intreat you to ſpare me that affliction, if you pleaſe; and if you will have me to conceive my ſelf at my own freedom, in a City where you command, I be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſeech you, let me not be forced to ſee thoſe perſons, whom above all I endeavour to a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>void. Far be it from me,</hi> replies the Praetor, <hi>to ſide with</hi> Tigranes <hi>againſt you, and aſſure your ſelf, you ſhall be free and abſolutely at your diſpoſal <gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>n</hi> Alexandria, <hi>while I ſhall continue in that power which the</hi> Emperour <hi>hath put me into: but on the other ſide you are to conſider, that, ſince you have the liberty to ſee</hi> Artaban, <hi>you were not very much to be blamed, if you alſo endured a viſit from the King of the</hi> Medes. <hi>It is not my deſign,</hi> replied the Princeſs, <hi>that</hi> Tigranes <hi>ſhould be ignorant how much I prefer</hi> Artaban <hi>be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>fore him, and that he ſhould accordingly aſſure himſelf, that, beſides the difference which</hi>
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                  <hi>Vertue hath made between them, I muſt needs adde very much to it of my ſelf, unleſs he imagines I know not how to diſtinguiſh between two men, whereof the one hath done me the greateſt in<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>juries he could, and the other the greateſt ſervices I could expect from him.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Corn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lius,</hi> who had not made this propoſition to <hi>Eliſa,</hi> but meerly to ſatisfie the impor<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>tunity of <hi>Tigranes,</hi> who had entreated him to do it, thought it not civility to preſs it any farther, perceiving ſhe was offended thereat, as being a thing, which he ſaw the had not the leaſt inclination to grant. Whereupon, having taken a ſeat ſomewhat neer <hi>Candace,</hi> he be<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>gan to entertain her with the eies, rather than with his tongue, as having not that command of his ſpeech, as that he durſt acquaint her with his thoughts; and that fair Queen perceiv<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ing it, would not ſuffer <hi>Eliſa</hi> to be a minute from her, out of a fear ſhe might be left alone with him. At laſt, having obſerved that the weather was ſomewhat cloudy, and that the Sun darted not his raies with too much violence upon the Terrace, he would needs invite the Princeſs to take a walk about it, not only for the air ſake, but alſo for that there was a fair proſpect thence into the ſea, and that they might diſtinctly perceive things far beyo<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>d the place where they had met with the King of <hi>Armenia</hi>'s ſhip.</p>
               <p>This curioſity was a ſufficient motive to oblige them to leave the Chamber, and <hi>Phila<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>delph,</hi> upon the command which <hi>Arſinoe</hi> her ſelf laid upon him, having taken <hi>Eliſa</hi> by the hand, while <hi>Arſinoe</hi> ſtaid with <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and <hi>Olympia,</hi> to whom her preſence was not a<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ny inconvenience, <hi>Cornelius</hi> very fortunately happened to be alone with <hi>Candace.</hi> They took ſome turns upon the Terrace, before he could ſpeak to her with any freedom, but at la<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                     <desc>•</desc>
                  </gap>t, getting ſome few paces before the reſt, and imagining he could not be over-heard by them<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> 
                  <hi>Is it poſſible, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>that, in a place where I may preſume, I have ſome power, I ſhould be the only miſerable perſon, and that I ſhould find ſo many other men happy through the favours of thoſe Ladies whom they effect, while you ſeem to be abſolutely inſenſible of the love I have for you?</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Cand<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ce</hi> conceived ſuch a vexation at this liberty of diſcourſe, that ſhe was upon the point to declare to him what ſhe was, ſo to ſtifle the preſumption he took to ſpeak to her af<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ter that rate, as conceiving withal that it could not be long ere ſhe were diſcovered, and that ſhe was not ſo much obliged to conceale her ſelf, now that <hi>Tiribaſus</hi> was dead, as ſhe had been were he living. However, reflecting on the concernments of <hi>Caeſario,</hi> ſhe forbore to do it at that time, out of a fear of expoſing him to ſome danger, and being withal unwilling to diſ<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>cover her ſelf, before ſhe had taken his advice in it. She therefore endeavoured to find out a means, that is, ſo to expreſs her ſelf, that <hi>Corn<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>lius</hi> might perceive ſhe was diſpleaſed at his diſcourſe, yet ſo as that he might not be incenſed thereat, as calling to mind how much ſhe was obliged to him, and fearing the diſcourteſies he might do her. Upon theſe conſiderations, after ſhe had continued ſome little time ere ſhe made any anſwer, <hi>That I am ſo inſenſible of the paſſion you tell me of, as you conceive me,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>the only reaſon is, that I neither am, nor am any way deſirous to be, acquainted therewith; but I muſt withal aſſure you, that I am extreamly ſenſible of the civilities I have received at your hands, and that with the remembrance thereof I have all the gratitude and acknowledgment I ought. Were that certain, Madam,</hi> re<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>plied he with ſome precipitation, <hi>you would treat after another manner, a perſon whom you conceived your ſelf obliged to for ſo conſiderable a ſervice, and you would not ſlight, with ſo much diſdain, an affection which cannot any ways diſpleaſe you. Were I not ſufficiently mindful of the obligations you have laid upon,</hi> replies Candace, a little moved, <hi>I ſhould tell you that many times, what does not diſpleaſe may be thought importunate, and that to endure any mans, either injury, or importunity, is to me equally inſupportable.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>This diſcourſe put <hi>Cornelius</hi> out of all patience, and not being able to diſſemble it; <hi>I am very much troubled, Madam,</hi> ſaid he to her, <hi>that I ſhould be thought importunate to you, but if you will be pleaſed to remember your ſelf, I think I have ſometimes found you in ſo good an hu<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>mour as that you thought not my preſence troubleſome to you, and it is yet poſſible, that if I prove the object of your deteſtation, I ſhall not be withal that of your contempt.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>
                  <hi>Candace,</hi> who was naturally fiery and confident enough, could not ſmother her courage upon this diſcourſe of the <hi>Paetor,</hi> and thereupon looking very ſcornfully upon him; <hi>you have loſt,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>all the glory of the ſervice you have done me, by preſſing it to me with ſo many reproaches, and the menaces you adde thereto, whence I perceive that you know me not, and that when you ſhall underſtand who I am, you will haply learn at the ſame time to ſpeak to me after another manner.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>With theſe words ſhe ſtood ſtill, expecting <hi>Eliſa</hi> &amp; <hi>Philadelph</hi> to come up to her, &amp; would have no further diſcourſe in private with <hi>Cornelius.</hi> She made no difficulty to ſpeak that day much more confidently then ſhe had don at any time before, becauſe ſhe was in ſome thoughts to leave <hi>Alexandria</hi> within ſome few daies, where if nevertheleſs ſhe were obliged to make any longer abode, ſhe knew that <hi>Caeſar</hi> was upon his Arrival thither, and conſidered,
<pb n="331" facs="tcp:62615:438"/>
that, <hi>Agrippa</hi> being there already, ſhe ſhould not be expoſed to the perſecutions of <hi>Corneli<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>us,</hi> as ſhe might have been without their coming thither. It came alſo into her mind, that if <hi>Auguſ<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>us</hi> came thither before her departure thence, it were not policy in her to conceal her ſelf, out of a fear, that, if ſhe were diſcovered (as it was very probable ſhe might, by rea<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſon of the commerce that was between the <hi>Ethiopians</hi> and <hi>Egyptians,</hi> and the report which might be ſcattered every where of her flight, and the revolutions lately happened in her do<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>minions) he might miſconſtrue her lying there <hi>incognito,</hi> &amp; might take occaſion to ſecure her.</p>
               <p>After ſhe had ſpent ſome time in theſe reflections, ſhe engaged in the diſcourſe of <hi>Eliſa</hi> and <hi>Philadelph,</hi> and not long after they made a halt for <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> and the two Princeſſes he waited upon, to come up to them<g ref="char:punc">▪</g> that they might further participate of their converſati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on. <hi>Ariobarzanes</hi> ſeemed to be very much dejected and troubled in his thoughts, and <hi>Ar<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ſinoe</hi> in no ſmall diſturbance, there being a certain tempeſt raiſed in them by the reflections they made on the attempt of <hi>Artaxus,</hi> and the inconveniences likely to enſue thereupon, ſuch, it may be, as might occaſion great alteratiors in their fortunes. They diſcourſed thereof for ſome time, all having ſomething to ſay of it, <hi>(Cornelius</hi> only excepted, whom the laſt words and deportment of <hi>Candace</hi> had ſo netled, that for all that day he ſpoke not a word) and after ſeveral diſcourſes, whereby <hi>Olympia</hi> endeavoured to divert <hi>Ariobarza<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nes; I know not,</hi> ſaid ſhe to him, <hi>what you would pr<gap reason="illegible" resp="#APEX" extent="1 letter">
                        <desc>•</desc>
                     </gap>ſage by your ſadneſs; but for my part, I have dreamed this laſt night, that you preſented your ſelf before me, with a Crown of gold up<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on your head. Could I wiſh my ſelf a Crown,</hi> replied Ariobarzanes, <hi>you may aſſure your ſelf, my deareſt Princeſs, that it ſhould be only to preſent you with it, &amp; that it is many times no ſmall trouble to me to conſider the rank you are pleaſed, out of your own goodneſs, to quit for my ſake. I have repreſented it to you, more than once,</hi> replied Olympia, <hi>that you cannot do me a greater diſpeaſure then by inſiſting on diſcourſes of that nature; and, not to mention that you are Bro<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ther and Son, to Kings, that by a long ſeries have ſate ſucceſſively in the Throne, you ſhould be ſufficiently ſatisfied, that a Vertue, ſuch as yours is, is more conſiderable in my account than many Crowns.</hi>
               </p>
               <p>While they were diſcourſing in this manner, <hi>Agrippa,</hi> with <hi>Artaban,</hi> and a great number of perſons of quality from <hi>Rome,</hi> were in their way towards the Port. As they went, <hi>A<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>grippa</hi> fell into diſcourſe with <hi>Artaban,</hi> whom he could not but admire in whatever related to his perſon, and hardly forbore ſighing, when he conſidered the many excellent qualities which made him both amiable and dreadful. Yet was it not in his power to have any averſi<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on for him, as well by reaſon of the natural propenſion he had to Vertue, as that the perſo<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>nage of <hi>Artaban</hi> was ſuch, as if it had been purpoſely made eaſily to raiſe love, and hardly averſion, in any that ſaw it. <hi>Artaban,</hi> who had not the leaſt ſuſpicion of <hi>Agrippa</hi>'s love for <hi>Eliſa,</hi> who eſteemed him very much for his great actions, and much more for his moderati<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>on amidſt ſo vaſt a fortune, who was in hopes of his aſſiſtance againſt <hi>Phraates,</hi> and was ob<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>lieged to him for the refuge he had afforded him againſt <hi>Tigranes,</hi> looked upon him with very much reſpect, and a moſt unfained affection. The complements that paſſed between them all the way to their coming into the Port, were accordingly ſuch as well expreſſed the mutual admiration and eſteem they had one towards another. They were hardly well got<g ref="char:EOLhyphen"/>ten into it, but they perceive a Veſſel making all the ſaile ſhe could towards them, and was already with