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MY honoured friend, most noble Martagon, Who whilom didst with thy imperial power Command the mountains proud, and humble plains Of happy Thessaly: who hath eclipsed The splendour of thy light, and clipped those wings That did overshade these fields from East to West. Each Shepherd that was wont to feed his flocks Upon these fertile meads, was wont whilere To pay the tribute of his primest lambs. But now as one couped in and angle up, Thou art compelled to satisfy thy self, With a small portion of that sovereignty Which thou didst erst enjoy. 'Tis true deer Martagon, experience shows That alteration every day brings forth A new birth of effects. My bosom's yours, take from that Cabinet The choicest secret that can pleasure you: Tell me in what your will's to be resolved. From no ill grounds this rumor sprang, thou The Fates did cross what was by us intended. No; all's dissolved. Your reason, Noble friend. Then I am glad the Fates would not agree That I should loose so true a friend as thee. I jealous am of their malign aspect, And therefore hold it best to take away That cause which may produce such bade effects; For I shall never cease t'applaud his skill, That in the shell, the Cockatrice does kill. If once they be conjoined in Hymen's rites, Then all our toil's ridiculous and vain; For Hymen's obligations are (we see) Seldom by any canceled, but by death. BUt is the angry swain (sayest thou) so hight, Is Rhodon grown so zealous in his sisters cause? I am resolved to take partly in thy Fortune's, Be they the worst that ere to any fell. But there's Acanthus a jolly swain, He frets (they say) Like a furious Mirmidon. And is the youth so filled with valrous heat? Who would have thought the frozen mountains could Have bred so brave a Hotspur. What thy high judgement shall conclude to do, I am resolved to condescend unto. What thy found judgement thinks fit to be done, I condescend to, noble Martagon. The black aspect of this strange uncouth place Does make my heart to quake. With thee I am resolved to spend my breath, Indifferent in the choice of life or death. We do adore thy matchless skill and wisdom, Thou grace and wonder of thy sex. Now Martagon let us go put on arms, And towards Hybla march in strong array. Let us deface the glory of their flowers, If Rhodon be but dead, the day is ours. A happy morn be this to thee (friend Martagon,) This is good news, I must confess, yet could I wish That noble Rhodon had not so ignobly died. He looks as if he had been bred, born, And brought up in a Leager all his life time. What your discretion holds fit to be done, I condescend to noble Martagon.
Plot summary
Plot — Rhodon and Iris
: Aiming to sow dissension among the flowers, Poneria and Agnostus disguise themselves as a virtuous maiden and a wise man. Rhodon has recently breken off his suit to Eglantine, and is now expected to marry Iris. His sister Violetta appeals to him for help against the marauding Martagon, who has trampled on her flowers and forced her to live away from her home. Martagon conspires with Eglantine’s brother to forestall Rhodon’s match with Iris. The jilted Eglantine grows melancholy, but Poneria stops her killing herself and gets her to tart herself up for an assignation with Rhodon. It becomes clear that Martagon has no intention of making restitution to Violetta, so Rhodon will have to take him on by force: a floral war seems inevitable. Iris gives Rhodon a gern which makes the wearer victorious in battle; Violetta gives him a lettuce which guarantees sustenance and prevents poisoning. Martagon suborns Poneria to kill Rhodon, so she gives Eglantine a poison, telling her it is a love-philtre. Posing as Iris, Eglantine gives it to him, claiming it to be a restorative, and expects him to fall in love with her. Instead. he falls iJ, but is cured by the vegetable antidote from his sister. _ 2335. Rhodon and Iris | 499 Rhodon challenges. Martagon to single combat, but. he refuses: the full armies will settle it. Realizing that, since Rhodon is alive, Poneria’s plot has miscarried, Martagon orders her out-of his territory, so she goes to Rhodon and tells him. that it was Eglantine, not Iris, who gave him the poison. The flower armies get into position for battle, but Flora intervenes and.orders the fighting to stop. Martagon is ordered to make restitution to Violetta, Eglantine is sentenced to ten years’ penance in a vestal temple, Poneria and Agnostus are banished,- and Iris is bestowed on Rhodon as his bride.