The Bird in a Cage (The Beauties) · chunk 35 of 37
Shirley, James · published 1633 · first performed or written 1633 [licensed for stage, Jun 21] [incorrect] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.71 · 521 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
Temper your passion Sir. Some tortures to enforce confession from him How he procured access. They sha'not need, you sent me Sir yourself. we? The Cage was my conveyance. That was presented lately with the Birds, you gave command. Be dumb, I dare not hear you. This was a Bird in a Cage indeed. Search for the Traitor Bonamico presently He has betrayed me, they shall suffer both Before the noise be spread to our dishonour. Yet will you hear me. I hear too much, thou hast forgot thy birth, Thy Fortunes, and thy Father, were my cares So wondered at abroad, censured at home Worthy of nothing but contempt from thee For whom they were begotten? thou hast ploughed Upon my Face, canst thou undo a wrinkle Or change but the complexion of one Hair. Yet thou hast greyed a thousand, taken from me, Not added to my comforts, more than what Like an indulgent Parent I have flattered myself into. Here is the other Traitor Sir. Away with 'em to death. Let me go too. It needs not, thou art dead already Girl, And in thy shame. I and the Dukedom suffer, Thou mayst remember (false to thy own vow) Philenzo whom I banished, for thy sake. The title of my Subject, and thy Love To him, pulled our displeasure on him, since we studying to add more height to thee, Thou hast made thyself less, and for aught we know, Clasped with the son of Earth to cool the Fever Of hot sin in thy veins, ingrateful to Philenzo, cold already in thy memory. 'Tis happiness enough that you have mentioned him, And whither to your Mercy, or your justice, See that Philenzo kneel. Lord Philenzo. My Noble cousin so near me, and concealed. Your daughter's knees join with his bended heart To beg your pardon. Philenzo? were not you banished Sir. It was your sentence. In pain of death not to return, blessed Fate Thou hast relieved me, hadst thou died before By our command, it would have been thought Tyranny Though none durst tell us so, now we have argument Of justice, and our every breath is Law To speak thee dead at once, we sha'not need To study a divorce, thy second exile Shall be Eternal, Death. You do me honour. Be it your punishment, as you preferred him By Art to her, now by another Art For ever to divide 'em, be's Executioner, And after make him higher by the head, To cure's ambition, see't advanced. Ere I go, dread Sir, I have an humble suit, it is not life I'll ask, for that I give up willingly And call it Mercy in you to immortalize The affection I shall owe Eugenia, Your other banishment is only Death, You new create me now, it was my aim And my attempt you thought so bold, I made To serve this end, that since I could not live I might die for her; pray reprieve my breath But till I take my leave, one minute does it It shall be a very short, and silent farewell.
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Temper your passion Sir. Some tortures to enforce confession from him How he procur'd accesse. They shannot need, you sent me Sir your selfe. Wee? The Cage was my conveyance. That was presented lately with the Birds, you gave command. Be dumbe, I dare not heare you. This was a Bird in a Cage indeed. Search for the Traytor Bonamico presently He has betray'd me, they shall suffer both Before the noyse be spread to our dishonour. Yet will you heare me. I heare too much, thou haft forgot thy birth, Thy Fortunes, and thy Father, were my cares So wondred at abroad, censur'd at home Worthy of nothing but contempt from thee For whom they were begotten? thou hast plough'd Vpon my Face, cant thou undoe a wrinckle Or change but the complexion of one Hayre. Yet thou hast gray'd a thousand, taken from mee, Not added to my comforts, more then what Like an indulgent Parent I have flattered My selfe into. Here is the other Traytor Sir. Away with 'em to death. Let me goe too. It needs not, thou art dead already Girle, And in thy shame. I and the Dukedome suffer, Thou mayst remember (false to thy owne vow) Philenze whom I banish'd, for thy sake. The title of my Subiect, and thy Love To him, pull'd our displeasure on him, since Wee studying to adde more height to thee, Thou hast made thy selfe lesse, and for ought wee know, Clasp'd with the sonne of Earth to coole the Feuer Of hote sinne in thy veines, ingratefull to Philenzo, cold already in thy memory. 'Tis happinesse enough that you haue mentioned him, And whither to your Mercy, or your justice, See that Philenzo kneele. Lord Philenzo. My Noble cozen so neere mee, and conceal'd. Your daughters knees ioyne with his bended hear To beg your pardon. Philenzo? were not you banish'd Sir. It was your sentence. In paine of death not to returne, blest Fate Thou hast relieued mee, had'st thou died before By our command, it would haue beene thought Tiranny Though none durst tell vs so, now wee haue argument Of iustice, and our euery breath is Law To speake thee dead at once, wee shannot neede To study a diorce, thy second exile Shall be Eternall, Death. You doe me honour. Be it your punishment, as you preferd him By Art to her, now by another Art For euer to deuide 'em, be's Executioner, And after make him higher by the head, To cure's ambition, see't aduanc'd. Ere I goe, dread Sir, I haue an humble suite, it is not life Ile aske, for that I giue up willingly And call it Mercy in you to immortalize The affection I shall owe Eugenia, Your other banishment is onely Death, You new create me now, it was my ayme And my attempt you thought so bold, I made To serue this end, that since I could not liue I might dye for her; pray reprieue my breath But till I take my leaue, one minute does it It shall be a very short, and silent farewell.