Ford, John · published 1633 · first performed or written 1630 [c.1630-1633] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation typicality 0.83 · 473 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
All attend here. Dear Sir, King, Father! O my royal Master! Clean not my heart (sweet Twins of my life's solace) With your forejudging fears: there is no Physic So cunningly restorative to cherish The fall of Age, or call back youth and vigour, As your consents in duty: I will shake off This languishing disease of time, to quicken Fresh pleasures in these drooping hours of sadness: Is fair Euphranea married yet to Prophilus? This morning, gracious Lord. This very morning, Which with your Highness leave you may observe too Our sister looks (methinks) mirthful and sprightly; As if her chaster fancy could already Expound the riddle of her gain in losing A trifle; Maids know only that they know not: Pish, prithee blush not; 'tis but honest change Of fashion in the garment, loose for straight, And so the modest maid is made a wife: Shrewd business, is't not sister? You are pleasant. We thank thee, Orgilus, this mirth becomes thee: But wherefore sits the Court in such a silence? A wedding without Revels is not seemly. Your into indisposition, Sir, forbade it. Be it thy charge, Calantha, to set forward The bridal sports, to which I will be present: If not, at least consenting: mine own Ithocles, I have done little for thee yet. Y'have built me To the full height I stand in. Now or never May I propose a suit. Demand and have it. Pray Sir give me this young man, and no further Account him yours, than he deserves in all things To be thought worthy mine; I will esteem him According to his merit. Still thouart my daughter, Still growest upon my heart, give me thine hand; Calantha take thine own; in noble actions Thou'lt find him firm and absolute: I would not Have parted with thee, Ithocles, to any But to a mistress who is all what I am. A change (great King) most wished for, cause the sam.— thouart mine.— Have I now kept my word. Divinely. Rich fortune's guard to favour of a Princess, Rock thee (brave man) in ever crowned plenty; Y'are minion of the time, be thankful for it: Ho, here's a swinge in Destiny.— Apparent, The youth is up on tiptoe, yet may stumble. On to your recreations; now convey me Unto my bedchamber: none on his forehead Were a distempered look. The gods preserve 'ee'ee. Sweet be not from my sight. My whole felicity. Shall I be bold my Lord? Thou canst not, Orgilus; Call me thine own, for Prophilus must henceforth Be all thy sisters; friendship, though it cease not In marriage, yet is oft at less command Than when a single freedom can dispose it. Most right, my most good Lord, my most great Lord, My gracious Princely Lord, I might add royal. Royal, a Subject royal?
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All attend here. Deare Sir, King, Father! O my royall Master! Cleane not my heart (sweet Twins of my life's solace) With your fore-iudging feares: there is no Physicke So cunningly restoratiue to cherish The fall of Age, or call backe youth and vigor, As your consents in duty: I will shake off This languishing disease of time, to quicken Fresh pleasures in these drooping houres of sadnesse: Is faire Euphranea married yet to Prophilus? This morning, gracious Lord. This very morning Which with your Highnesse leaue you may obserue too Our sister lookes (me thinks) mirthfull and sprightly; As if her chaster fancy could already Expound the riddle of her gaine in losing A trifle; Maids know onely that they know not: Pish, prethe blush not; 'tis but honest change Of fashion in the garment, loose for streight, And so the modest maid is made a wife: Shrewd businesse, is't not sister? You are pleasant. We thanke thee, Orgilus, this mirth becomes thee: But wherefore sits the Court in such a silence? A wedding without Reuels is not seemely. Your into indisposition, Sir, forbade it. Be it thy charge, Calantha, to set forward The bridall spots, to which I will e resent: If not, at least consenting owne Ithocles, I haue done little foe the yet. Y'haue built me To the full height I stand in. Now or neuer May I propose a suit. Demand and haue it. Pray Sir giue me this young man, and no further Account him yours, then he deserues in all things To be thought worthy mine; I will esteeme him According to his merit. Still th'art my daughter, Still grow'st vpon my heart, giue me thine hand; Calantha take thine owne; in noble actions Thou'lt find him firme and absolute: I would no Haue parted with thee, Ithocles, to any But to a mistresse who is all what I am. A change (great King) most wisht for, cause the sam.— Th'art mine. — Haue I now kept my word. Diuinely. Rich fortuness guard to fauour of a Princesse, Rocke thee (braue man) in euer crowned plenty; Y'are minion of the tim, be thankfull for it: Ho, here's a swinge in Destiny. — Apparent, The youth is vp on tiptoe, yet may stumble. On to your recreations; now conuey me Vnto my bed-chamber: none on his forehead Were a distempered looke. The gods preserue'ee. Sweet be not from my sight. My whole felicity. Shall I be bold my Lord? Thou canst not, Orgilus; Call me thine owne, for Prophilus must henceforth Be all thy sisters; friendship, though it cease not In marriage, yet is oft at lesse command Then when a single freedome can dispose it. Most right, my most good Lord, my most great Lord, My gracious Princely Lord, I might adde royall. Royall, a Subiect royall?