Post by Kipuka Theatre Admin on Jul 10, 2012 6:48:50 GMT -10
Enter the Cardinals and Bishops, some bearing crosiers, some the pillars, Monks and Friars singing their procession. Then the Pope, and Raymond, King of Hungary, with Bruno led in chains.
POPE. Cast down our footstool.
RAYMOND. Saxon Bruno, stoop,
Whilst on thy back his Holiness ascends
Saint Peter's chair and state pontifical.
BRUNO. Proud Lucifer, that state belongs to me,
But thus I fall to Peter, not to thee.
POPE. To me and Peter shalt thou grovelling lie
And crouch before the papal dignity.
Sound trumpets then, for thus Saint Peter's heir
From Bruno's back ascends saint Peter's chair.
A flourish while he ascends.
Thus, as the gods creep on with feet of wool
Long ere with iron hands they punish men,
So shall our sleeping vengeance now arise
And smite with death thy hated enterprise.
Lord cardinals of France and Padua,
Go forthwith to our holy consistory,
And read amongst the statutes decretal
What, by the holy council held at Trent,
The sacred synod hath decreed for him
That doth assume the papal government
Without election and a true consent.
Away, and bring us word with speed.
FIRST CARDINAL. We go, my lord.
POPE. Lord Raymond.
FAUSTUS. Go, haste thee, gentle Mephistopheles,
Follow the cardinals to the consistory,
And as they turn their superstitious books,
Strike them with sloth and drowsy idleness,
And make them sleep so sound that in their shapes
Thyself and I may parley with this Pope,
This proud confronter of the Emperor,
And in despite of all his holiness
And in despite of all his holiness
Restore this Bruno to his liberty
And bear him to the states of Germany.
MEPHIST. Faustus, I go.
FAUSTUS. Dispatch it soon.
The Pope shall curse that Faustus came to Rome.
BRUNO. Pope Adrian, let me have right of law.
I was elected by the Emperor.
POPE. We will depose the Emperor for that deed
And curse the people that submit to him.
Both he and thou shalt stand excommunicate
And interdict from church's privilege
And all society of holy men.
He grows too proud in his authority,
Lifting his lofty head above the clouds,
And like a steeple overpeers the church.
But we'll pull down his haughty insolence,
And as Pope Alexander, our progenitor,
Trod on the neck of German Frederick,
Adding this golden sentence to our praise:
'That Peter's heirs should tread on emperors
And walk upon the dreadful adder's back,
Treading the lion and the dragon down
And fearless spurn the killing basilisk,'
So will we quell that haughty schismatic,
And by authority apostolical
Depose him from his regal government.
BRUNO. Pope Julius swore to princely Sigismund,
For him and the succeeding popes of Rome
To hold the emperors their lawful lords.
POPE. Pope Julius did abuse the church's rites,
And therefore none of his decrees can stand.
Is not all power on earth bestowed on us?
And therefore, though we would, we cannot err.
Behold this silver belt, whereto is fixed
Seven golden keys fast sealed with seven seals
In token of our sevenfold power from heaven,
To bind or loose, lock fast, condemn or judge,
Resign, or seal, or whatso pleaseth us.
Then he and thou and all the world shall stoop,
Or be assured of our dreadful curse
To light as heavy as the pains of hell.
MEPHIST. Now tell me, Faustus, are we not fitted well?
FAUSTUS. Yes, Mephistopheles, and two such cardinals
Ne'er served a holy Pope as we shall do.
But whilst they sleep within the consistory,
Let us salute his reverend Fatherhood.
RAYMOND. Behold, my lord, the cardinals are returned.
POPE. Welcome, grave fathers. Answer presently:
What have our holy council there decreed
Concerning Bruno and the Emperor,
In quittance of their late conspiracy
Against our state and papal dignity?
FAUSTUS. Most sacred patron of the Church of Rome,
By full consent of all the synody
Of priests and prelates it is thus decreed:
That Bruno and the German Emperor
Be held as lollards and bold schismatics
And proud disturbers of the Church's peace.
And if that Bruno by his own assent,
Without enforcement of the German peers,
Did seek to wear the triple diadem
And by your death to climb Saint Peter's chair,
The statutes decretal have thus decreed:
He shall be straight condemned of heresy
And on a pile of faggots burned to death.
POPE. It is enough. Here, take him to your charge,
And bear him straight to Ponte Angelo,
And in the strongest tower enclose him fast.
Tomorrow, sitting in our consistory
We will determine of his life or death.
Here, take his triple crown along with you,
And leave it in the Church's treasury.
Make haste again, my good lord cardinals,
And take our blessing apostolical.
MEPHIST. So, so. Was never devil thus blest before.
FAUSTUS. Away, sweet Mephistopheles, be gone.
The cardinals will be plagued for this anon.
POPE. Go presently and bring a banquet forth,
That we may solemnize Saint Peter's feast,
And with lord Raymond, King of Hungary,
Drink to our late and happy victory.
POPE. Cast down our footstool.
RAYMOND. Saxon Bruno, stoop,
Whilst on thy back his Holiness ascends
Saint Peter's chair and state pontifical.
BRUNO. Proud Lucifer, that state belongs to me,
But thus I fall to Peter, not to thee.
POPE. To me and Peter shalt thou grovelling lie
And crouch before the papal dignity.
Sound trumpets then, for thus Saint Peter's heir
From Bruno's back ascends saint Peter's chair.
A flourish while he ascends.
Thus, as the gods creep on with feet of wool
Long ere with iron hands they punish men,
So shall our sleeping vengeance now arise
And smite with death thy hated enterprise.
Lord cardinals of France and Padua,
Go forthwith to our holy consistory,
And read amongst the statutes decretal
What, by the holy council held at Trent,
The sacred synod hath decreed for him
That doth assume the papal government
Without election and a true consent.
Away, and bring us word with speed.
FIRST CARDINAL. We go, my lord.
[Exeunt Cardinals.]
POPE. Lord Raymond.
FAUSTUS. Go, haste thee, gentle Mephistopheles,
Follow the cardinals to the consistory,
And as they turn their superstitious books,
Strike them with sloth and drowsy idleness,
And make them sleep so sound that in their shapes
Thyself and I may parley with this Pope,
This proud confronter of the Emperor,
And in despite of all his holiness
And in despite of all his holiness
Restore this Bruno to his liberty
And bear him to the states of Germany.
MEPHIST. Faustus, I go.
FAUSTUS. Dispatch it soon.
The Pope shall curse that Faustus came to Rome.
[Exeunt Faustus and Mephistopheles.]
BRUNO. Pope Adrian, let me have right of law.
I was elected by the Emperor.
POPE. We will depose the Emperor for that deed
And curse the people that submit to him.
Both he and thou shalt stand excommunicate
And interdict from church's privilege
And all society of holy men.
He grows too proud in his authority,
Lifting his lofty head above the clouds,
And like a steeple overpeers the church.
But we'll pull down his haughty insolence,
And as Pope Alexander, our progenitor,
Trod on the neck of German Frederick,
Adding this golden sentence to our praise:
'That Peter's heirs should tread on emperors
And walk upon the dreadful adder's back,
Treading the lion and the dragon down
And fearless spurn the killing basilisk,'
So will we quell that haughty schismatic,
And by authority apostolical
Depose him from his regal government.
BRUNO. Pope Julius swore to princely Sigismund,
For him and the succeeding popes of Rome
To hold the emperors their lawful lords.
POPE. Pope Julius did abuse the church's rites,
And therefore none of his decrees can stand.
Is not all power on earth bestowed on us?
And therefore, though we would, we cannot err.
Behold this silver belt, whereto is fixed
Seven golden keys fast sealed with seven seals
In token of our sevenfold power from heaven,
To bind or loose, lock fast, condemn or judge,
Resign, or seal, or whatso pleaseth us.
Then he and thou and all the world shall stoop,
Or be assured of our dreadful curse
To light as heavy as the pains of hell.
Enter Faustus and Mephistopheles, like the Cardinals.
MEPHIST. Now tell me, Faustus, are we not fitted well?
FAUSTUS. Yes, Mephistopheles, and two such cardinals
Ne'er served a holy Pope as we shall do.
But whilst they sleep within the consistory,
Let us salute his reverend Fatherhood.
RAYMOND. Behold, my lord, the cardinals are returned.
POPE. Welcome, grave fathers. Answer presently:
What have our holy council there decreed
Concerning Bruno and the Emperor,
In quittance of their late conspiracy
Against our state and papal dignity?
FAUSTUS. Most sacred patron of the Church of Rome,
By full consent of all the synody
Of priests and prelates it is thus decreed:
That Bruno and the German Emperor
Be held as lollards and bold schismatics
And proud disturbers of the Church's peace.
And if that Bruno by his own assent,
Without enforcement of the German peers,
Did seek to wear the triple diadem
And by your death to climb Saint Peter's chair,
The statutes decretal have thus decreed:
He shall be straight condemned of heresy
And on a pile of faggots burned to death.
POPE. It is enough. Here, take him to your charge,
And bear him straight to Ponte Angelo,
And in the strongest tower enclose him fast.
Tomorrow, sitting in our consistory
We will determine of his life or death.
Here, take his triple crown along with you,
And leave it in the Church's treasury.
Make haste again, my good lord cardinals,
And take our blessing apostolical.
MEPHIST. So, so. Was never devil thus blest before.
FAUSTUS. Away, sweet Mephistopheles, be gone.
The cardinals will be plagued for this anon.
[Exeunt Faustus and Mephistopheles.]
POPE. Go presently and bring a banquet forth,
That we may solemnize Saint Peter's feast,
And with lord Raymond, King of Hungary,
Drink to our late and happy victory.
