Ford, John · published 1633 · first performed or written 1630 [c.1630-1633] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 487 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Dear brother, At him or none. To which my blessing's added. Which till a greater ceremony perfect, Euphrania lend thy hand; here take her Prophilus, Live long a happy man and wife; and further, That these in presence may conclude an omen, Thus for a Bridal song I close my wishes: Comforts lasting, Loves increasing, Like soft hours never ceasing; Plenty's pleasure, peace complying Without jars, or tongues envying; Hearts by holy Union wedded More than theirs by custom bedded; Fruitful issues: life so graced, Not by age to be defaced; Budding, as the year ensu'th, Every spring another youth: All what thought can add beside, Crown this Bridegroom and this Bride. You have sealed joy close to my soul: Euphranea, Now I may call thee mine. ay but exchange One good friend for another. If these Gallants Will please to grace a poor invention, By joining with me in some slight device, I'll venture on a strain, my younger days Have studied for delight. With thankful willingness I offer my attendance. No endeavour Of mine shall fail to show itself. We will All join to wait on thy directions, Orgilus. O my good Lord, your favours flow towards A too unworthy worm; but as you please, I am what you will shape me. A fast friend. I thank thee son for this acknowledgment, It is a sight of gladness. But my duty. whoe'er would speak with us deny his entrance. Be careful of our charge. We shall madam. Except the King himself, give none admittance, Not any. Madam it shall be our care. Being alone, Penthea, you have granted The opportunity you sought, and might At all times have commanded. 'Tis a benefit Which I shall owe your goodness even in death for: My glass of life (sweet Princess hath few minutes Remaining to run down; the sands are spent; For by an inward messenger I feel The summons of departure short and certain. You feed too much your melancholy. Glories Of humane greatness are but pleasing dreams, And shadows soon decaying: on the stage Of my mortality, my youth hath acted Some scenes of vanity, drawn out at length By varied pleasures, sweetened in the mixture, But Tragical in issue; Beauty, pomp, With every sensuality our giddiness Doth frame an Idol, are unconstant friends When any troubled passion makes assault On the unguarded Castle of the mind. Contemn not your condition, for the proof Of bare opinion only: to what end Reach all these Moral texts? To place before 'ee A perfect mirror, wherein you may see How weary I am of a lingering life, Who count the best a misery. Indeed You have no little cause; yet none so great As to distrust a remedy. That remedy Must be a winding sheet, a sold of lead, And some untrod-on corner in the earth. Not to detain your expectation, Princess, I have an humble suit.
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Deare brother, At him or none. To which my blessing's dded. Which till a greater ceremony perfect, Euphrana lend thy hand; here take her Prophilus, Liue long a happy man and wife; and further, That these in presence may conclude an omen, Thus for a Bridall song I close my wishes: Comforts lasting, Loues increasing, Like soft houres neuer ceasing; Plenties pleasure, peace complying Without iarres, or tongues enuying; Hearts by holy Vnion wedded More then theirs by custome bedded; Fruitfull issues: life so graced, Not by age to be defaced; Budding, as the yeare ensu'th, Euery spring another youth: All what thought can adde beside, Crowne this Bridegroome and this Bride. You haue seal'd ioy close to my soule: Euphranea, Now I may call thee mine. I but exchange One good friend for another. If these Gallants Will please to grace a poore inuention, By ioyning with me in some light deuise, I'le venture on a straine, my younger dayes Haue studied for delight With thankfull willingnesse I offer my attendance. No endeuour Of mine shall faile to shew it selfe. We will All ioyne to wait on thy directions, Orgilus. O my good Lord, your fauours flow towards A too vnworthy worme; but as you please, I am what you will shape me. A fast friend. I thanke thee sonne for this acknowledgemen, It is a sight of gladnesse. But my duty. Who e're would speake with vs deny his entrance Be carefull of our charge. We shall mdam. Except the King himselfe, none admittance, Not any. Madam it shall be our care. Being alone, Penthea, you haue granted The oportunity you sought, and might At all times haue commanded. 'Tis a benefit Which I shall owe your goodnesse euen in death for My glasse of life (sweet Princesse hath few minutes Remaining to runne downe; the sands are spent; For by an inward messenger I feele The summons of departure short and certaine. You feed too much your melancholly. Glorie Of humane greatnesse are but pleasing dreames, And shadowes soone decaying: on the stage Of my mortality, my youth hath acted Some scenes of vanity, drawne out at length By varied pleasures, sweetned in the mixture, But Tragicall in issue; Beauty, pompe, With euery sensuality our giddinesse Doth frame an Idoll, are vnconstant friends When any troubled passion make assault On the vnguarded Castle of the mind. Contemne not your condition, for the proofe Of bare opinion onely: to what end Reach all these Morall texts? To place before 'ee A perfect mirror, wherein you may see How weary I am of a lingring life, Who count the best a misery. Indeed You haue no little cause; yet none so great As to distrust a remedy. That remedy Must be a winding sheet, a sold of lead, And some vntrod-on corner in the earth. Not to detaine your expectation, Princesse, I haue an humble suit.