_Eu_. Here while I live a solemn oath I make To Love the Lawrell for _Appollo's_ sake. _Ge_. Our suite is dasht; we may depart, I see. _Phoe_. Nay _Gemulo_ and _Silvio_, contented bee: This night let me intreate ye you will take Such cheare as I and these poore Dames can make: To morrow morne weele bring you on your way. _Sil_. Your Godhead shall commaund vs all to stay. _Phoe_. Then, Ladies, gratulate this happie chaunce With some delightful tune and pleasaunt daunce, Meane-space upon his Harpe will _Phoebus_ play; So both of them may boast another day And make report that, when their wedding chaunc'te, _Phoebus_ gave musicke and the Muses daunc'te. THE SONG. _Since painfull sorrowes date hath end And time hath coupled friend with friend, Reioyce we all, reioyce and sing, Let all these groaves of_ Phoebus _ring: Hope having wonne, dispaire is vanisht, Pleasure revives and care is banisht: Then trip we all this Roundelay, And still be mindful of the bay_. [_Exeunt_. FINIS. INTRODUCTION TO THE _MARTYR'D SOULDIER_. Anthony A. Wood, in his _Athenae Oxonienses_ (ed. Bliss, III., 740), after giving an account of James Shirley, adds:--"I find one Henry Shirley, gent., author of a play called the _Martyr'd Souldier_, London, 1638, 4to.; which Henry I take to be brother or near kinsman to James." Possibly a minute investigation might discover some connection between Henry Shirley and the admirable writer who closes with dignity the long line of our Old Dramatists; but hitherto Wood's conjecture remains unsupported. On Sept. 9, 1653, four plays of Henry Shirley's were entered on the _Stationers' Lists_, but they were never published: the names of these are,-- 1. _The Spanish Duke of Lerma_. 2. _The Duke of Guise_. 3. _The Dumb Bawd_. 4. _Giraldo the Constant Lover_. Among the Ashmolean MSS. (Vol. 38. No. 88) are preserved forty-six lines[130] signed with the name of "Henrye Sherley." They begin thus:-- "Loe, Amorous style, affect my pen: For why? I wright of fighting men; The bloody storye of a fight Betwixt a Bayliffe and a Knight," &c. My good friend Mr. S.L. Lee, of Balliol, kindly took the trouble to transcribe the forty-six lines; but he agrees with me that they are not worth printing.