A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 10
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 10
English drama
FLO. Place here the lists; fix every joint as strong,
As 'twere a wall; for on this foot of earth
This day shall stand two famous monuments;
The one a throne of glory bright as gold,
Burnish'd with angels' lustre, and with stars
Pluck'd from the crown of conquest, in which shall sit
Men made half-gods through famous victory:
The other a rich tomb of memorable fame,
Built by the curious thoughts of noble minds,
In which shall sleep these valiant souls in peace,
Whom fortune's hand shall only overthrow.
Heaven, in thy palm this day the balance hings,[150]
Which makes kings gods, or men more great than kings.
CAE. So, now let the heralds give the champions sign
Of ready preparations. [_Exeunt Heralds._
_The cornets sound; and enter at one end of the stage_
_a Herald, two Pages, one with pole-axes, the_
_other with hand-axes, the_ DUKE OF EPIRE _and_
ALPHONSO, _like combatants; the_ QUEEN _and_
MARIANA; PRATE, LOLLIA, COLLAQUINTIDA,
_and_ PRECEDENT _aloft_.
FLO. What are you that appear, and what devoir
Draws you within these lists?
EPIRE. I am the Duke of Epire, and the mine,[151]
Which doth attract my spirit to run this marshal[152] course
Is the fair guard of a distressed queen, would wed
To hate and inequality, and brutish force;
Which to withstand I boldly enter thus,
And will defail,[153] or else prove recreant.
FLO. And what are you, or your intendiments?
ALPH. I am Alphonso, marshal of this realm,
Who of like-temper'd thoughts and like desires
Have grounded this my sanctimonious zeal,
And will approve the duke's assertions,
Or in this field lie slain and recreant.
FLO. Enter and prosper, as your cause deserves.
_The cornets sound; and enter at the other end of the_
_stage a Herald, two Pages with [hand-]axes and_
_pole-axes; then the_ KING OF CYPRUS _and_
PHILOCLES, _like combatants, and their array._[154]
CAE. What are you that appear, and what devoir
Draws you within these lists?
CYP. I am the King of Cyprus who, led on
By the divine instinct of heavenly love,
Come with my sword to beg that royal maid,
And to approve by gift of heaven and fate
She is alone to me appropriate:
Which to maintain, I challenge entrance here,
Where I will live a king or recreant.
CAE. And what are you or your intendiments?
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