"But these objections being aunswered all well as might bee, and faithfull promise being made and taken that if any word were thought personall, it should be presently put out, the stage was suffered to stand, and the scaffolds somewhat enlarged against the Saturday following. Att which time such a concourse of people from all places, and of all sorts came together presently after dinner, that itt was thought impossible any thing should have beene done that night for tumults. Yet in the beginning such order and care was taken (every one being willing att the last cast to helpe towardes the making a good end,) that the stage was kept voide of all company, and the scaffoldes were reserved for straungers and men sorte, better than ever they were before, so that it began very peaceably somewhat before six a clocke, and was performed in manner following:

PERIANDER.

CHORUS

The Master of the Revels.

Detraction.

The Master of the Revels Boy.

Resolution.

Ingenuity a Doctor of Physicke.

INTERLOCUTORES.

Periander, Tyrannus Corinthi.

Cypsilus, Hæres Periandri, Stultus.

Lycophron Frater Cypsili.

Neotinos, Puer, Satelles Lycoph.

Lysimachos

Nobiles et a Consilijs Periandri.

Aristhæus

Philarches

Juuenes Nobiles in Aulâ Periandri.

Eriterus

Symphilus

Cratæa Mater Periandri.

Melissa Uxor Periandri.

Melissæ Umbra.

Eugenia Filia Periandri.

Pronæa

Duæ Meritriculæ Periandri.

Zona

Larissæa Soror Philarchis.

Europe Aristhæi Filia.

Fæminæ Quatuor Corinthiæ cum 4 or Pueris Inseruientibus.

Arion Celebris Musicus.

Nantæ Quatuor.

Cines Duo Togati.

Vigiles Duo.

Calistus

Satellites Periandri.

Stratocles

Borius

Tres Aut 4 or Alij Satellites.

Epilogus.


"EPILOGUE.

"Gentlemen, welcome! our great promises Wee would make upp, your selves must needs confesse, But our small timbred actors, narrow roome, Necessity of thrifte make all short come Of our first apprehensions; wee must keepe Our auntient customes though wee after creepe. But wee forgett times limitts, Nowe tis Lente— Old store this weeke may lawfully be spente Our former shewes were giv'n to our cal'd Lorde, This, and att his request, for you was storde. By many hands was Periander slaine, Your gentler hands will give him live againe.

FINIS.