Dido, Queen of Carthage
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Plays distributed under a Creative Commons Attribution-ShareAlike 4.0 International License. img: 1a ismigg: :[ N1/bA] sig: A1r ln 0001 THE ln 0002 Tragedy of Dido ln 0003 Queen of Carthage: ln 0004 Played by the Children of her ln 0005 Majesty’s Chapel. ln 0006 Written by Christopher Marlowe, and ln 0007 Thomas Nash. Gent. ln 0008 Actors ln 0009 Jupiter. A scanius. ln 0010 Ganymede. Dido. ln 0011 Venus. Anna. ln 0012 Cupid. Achates. ln 0013 Juno. Ilioneus. ln 0014 Mercury, or Iarbas. ln 0015 Hermes. Cloanthes. ln 0016 Aeneas. Sergestus. ln 0017 AT LONDON, ln 0018 Printed, by the Widow Orwin, for Thomas Woodcock, and ln 0019 are to be sold at his shop, in Paul’s Churchyard, at ln 0020 the sign of the black Bear. 1594. img: 2a ismigg: :A 21vb sig: A2r wln 0001 The Tragedy of Dido Queen wln 0002 of Carthage. wln 0003 Here the Curtains draw, there is discovered Jupiter dandling wln 0004 Ganymede upon his knee, and Mercury wln 0005 lying asleep. wln 0006 Jupiter COme gentle Ganymede and play with me, wln 0007 I love thee well, say Juno what she will. wln 0008 Ganymede I am much better for your worthless love, wln 0009 That will not shield me from her shrewish blows: wln 0010 Today whenas I filled into your cups, wln 0011 And held the cloth of pleasance whiles you drank, wln 0012 She reached me such a rap for that I spilled, wln 0013 As made the blood run down about mine ears. wln 0014 Jupiter What? dares she strike the darling of my thoughts? wln 0015 By Saturn’s soul, and this earth threatening air, wln 0016 That shaken thrice, makes Nature’s buildings quake, wln 0017 I vow, if she but once frown on thee more, wln 0018 To hang her meteor like twixt heaven and earth, wln 0019 And bind her hand and foot with golden cords, wln 0020 As once I did for harming Hercules. wln 0021 Ganymede Might I but see that pretty sport a foot, wln 0022 O how would I with Helen’s brother laugh, wln 0023 And bring the Gods to wonder at the game: wln 0024 Sweet Jupiter, if e’er I pleased thine eye, wln 0025 Or seemed fair walled in with Eagle’s wings, wln 0026 Grace my immortal beauty with this boon, wln 0027 And I will spend my time in thy bright arms. wln 0028 Jupiter What is ’t sweet wag I should deny thy youth? img: 3a sig: A2v wln 0029 Whose face reflects such pleasure to mine eyes, wln 0030 As I exhaled with thy fire darting beams, wln 0031 Have oft driven back the horses of the night, wln 0032 When as they would have haled thee from my sight: wln 0033 Sit on my knee, and call for thy content, wln 0034 Control proud Fate, and cut the thread of time, wln 0035 Why are not all the Gods at thy command, wln 0036 And heaven and earth the bounds of thy delight? wln 0037 Vulcan shall dance to make thee laughing sport, wln 0038 And my nine Daughters sing when thou art sad, wln 0039 From Juno’s bird I’ll pluck her spotted pride, wln 0040 To make thee fans wherewith to cool thy face, wln 0041 And Venus’ Swans shall shed their silver down, wln 0042 To sweeten out the slumbers of thy bed: wln 0043 Hermes no more shall show the world his wings, wln 0044 If that thy fancy in his feathers dwell, wln 0045 But as this one I’ll tear them all from him, wln 0046 Do thou but say their color pleaseth me: wln 0047 Hold here my little love these linked gems, wln 0048 My Juno wore upon her marriage day, wln 0049 Put thou about thy neck my own sweet heart, wln 0050 And trick thy arms and shoulders with my theft. wln 0051 Ganymede I would have a jewel for mine ear, wln 0052 And a fine brooch to put in my hat, wln 0053 And then I’ll hug with you an hundred times. wln 0054 Jupiter And shall have Ganymede, if thou wilt be my love. wln 0055 Enter Venus. wln 0056 Venus. Ay this is it, you can sit toying there, wln 0057 And playing with that female wanton boy, wln 0058 Whiles my Aeneas wanders on the Seas, wln 0059 And rests a prey to every billow’s pride. wln 0060 Juno, false Juno in her Chariot’s pomp, wln 0061 Drawn through the heavens by Steeds of Boreas’ brood, wln 0062 Made Hebe to direct her airy wheels wln 0063 Into the windy country of the clouds, wln 0064 Where finding Aeolus entrenched with storms, img: 3b sig: A3r wln 0065 And guarded with a thousand grisly ghosts, wln 0066 She humbly did beseech him for our bane, wln 0067 And charged him drown my son with all his train. wln 0068 Then ’gan the winds break ope their brazen doors, wln 0069 And all Aeolia to be up in arms: wln 0070 Poor Troy must now be sacked upon the Sea, wln 0071 And Neptune’s waves be envious men of war, wln 0072 Epeus’ horse to Etna’s hill transformed, wln 0073 Prepared stands to wrack their wooden walls, wln 0074 And Aeolus like Agamemnon sounds wln 0075 The surges, his fierce soldiers to the spoil: wln 0076 See how the night Ulysseslike comes forth, wln 0077 And intercepts the day as Dolon erst: wln 0078 Ay me! the Stars surprised like Rhesus’ Steeds, wln 0079 Are drawn by darkness forth Astraeus’ tents. wln 0080 What shall I do to save thee my sweet boy? wln 0081 When as the waves do threat our Crystal world, wln 0082 And Proteus raising hills of floods on high, wln 0083 Intends ere long to sport him in the sky. wln 0084 False Jupiter, rewardst thou virtue so? wln 0085 What? is not piety exempt from woe? wln 0086 Then die Aeneas in thine innocence, wln 0087 Since that religion hath no recompense. wln 0088 Jupiter Content thee Cytherea in thy care, wln 0089 Since thy Aeneas wand’ring fate is firm, wln 0090 Whose weary limbs shall shortly make repose, wln 0091 In those fair walls I promised him of yore: wln 0092 But first in blood must his good fortune bud, wln 0093 Before he be the Lord of Turnus’ town, wln 0094 Or force her smile that hitherto hath frowned: wln 0095 Three winters shall he with the Rutiles war, wln 0096 And in the end subdue them with his sword, wln 0097 And full three Summers likewise shall he waste, wln 0098 In managing those fierce barbarian minds: wln 0099 Which once performed, poor Troy so long suppressed, wln 0100 From forth her ashes shall advance her head, wln 0101 And flourish once again that erst was dead: img: 4a sig: A3v wln 0102 But bright Ascanius’ beauties better work, wln 0103 Who with the Sun divides one radiant shape, wln 0104 Shall build his throne amidst those starry towers, wln 0105 That earthborn Atlas groaning underprops: wln 0106 No bounds but heaven shall bound his Empery, wln 0107 Whose azured gates enchased with his name, wln 0108 Shall make the morning haste her gray uprise, wln 0109 To feed her eyes with his engraven fame. wln 0110 Thus in stout Hector’s race three hundred years, wln 0111 The Roman Sceptre royal shall remain, wln 0112 Till that a Princess priest conceived by Mars, wln 0113 Shall yield to dignity a double birth, wln 0114 Who will eternize Troy in their attempts. wln 0115 Venus. How may I credit these thy flattering terms, wln 0116 When yet both sea and sands beset their ships, wln 0117 And Phoebus as in stygian pools, refrains wln 0118 To taint his tresses in the Tyrrhene main? wln 0119 Jupiter I will take order for that presently: wln 0120 Hermes awake, and haste to Neptune’s realm, wln 0121 Whereas the Windgod warring now with Fate, wln 0122 Besiege the offspring of our kingly loins, wln 0123 Charge him from me to turn his stormy powers, wln 0124 And fetter them in Vulcan’s sturdy brass, wln 0125 That durst thus proudly wrong our kinsman’s peace. wln 0126 Venus farewell, thy son shall be our care: wln 0127 Come Ganymede, we must about this gear. wln 0128 Exeunt Jupiter cum Ganymede. wln 0129 Venus. Disquiet Seas lay down your swelling looks, wln 0130 And court Aeneas with your calmy cheer, wln 0131 Whose beauteous burden well might make you proud, wln 0132 Had not the heavens conceived with hellborn clouds.