Heywood, Thomas · published 1634 · first performed or written 1633 [c.1625-1634] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 501 words
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That she that hates me most should live to enjoy Him I affect best: O my ominous fate, I thought to have hid me from thee in these deserts, But thou dost dog me every where. Look to her safety, not for the Crown Of Florence I would have her perish. Help to support her. Oh Friend, that I should change my Royalty To weakness now: I do think this lodge A Palace, and this Beauteous Maidenhead Of greater worth than julia. Come my Lord, Lay by these idle thoughts, and make you ready To entertain your Bride. The Prince, the Prince, I come to seek the Prince, and was directed Unto this place. Thy news. A Letter. Whence? Read, the Contents will show you; their eyes are from me, and I must hence. The Milan Princess is betrothed; deflowered, Not worthy of your love, believe this true Upon a Prince his word; when you, shall bed her, And find her flawd in her Virginity, You shall have cause to think upon his love From whom you had this caution; But do it with that Princely management, Her honour be not slandered: He that loves, Admires, and honours you: Where's he that brought this Letter? Fled my Lord. Post after; bring him back, Could he not set his hand to 't— How now, the news? he's fled upon a milk white Jennet Sir, Seeming t'out strip the wind, and I— lost him. Thou hast lost me quite. What means this passions Sir? Mounsieur read there, What will confound thee: Oh if she be unchaste! Could they find none but me to work upon. It confounds me my Lord. If she be chaste, How shall I wrong her, to question her fair Virtues? Right. But if she be not right? I wrong my Honour, Which after marriage, how shall I recall? 'Tis certain. Yes: Oh how am I perplexed! Come, I'll to Court, I'll not be swayed: Were she a Potent Queen, Where Counsel fails me, I'll once trust to spleen. Let me see, the Prince is to be married to morrow, and my young Mistress means to keep a Feast in the Forest, in honour of his wedding at the Court: Now am I sent as Caterer into the City to provide them victuals, which they charged me to buy; no ordinary fare, no more it shall, and therefore I have cast it thus; First and foremost, we will have— (yes down it shall) we will have a Gammon of Bacon roasted, and stuffed with Oysters; And six Black-Puddings to be served up in Sorrell-sops; A pickled shoulder of Mutton, and a sirloin of Beef in White-broth, so much for the first course. Now, for the second, we will have a Cherry-Tart cut into Rashers and broiled; A Custard Carbonadoed on the coals; A live Eel swimming in clouted Cream; And six Sheeps-heads baked, with the horns peering out of the pasty-crust. The moral is, because it is a wedding dinner.
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That shee that hates mee most should liue to inioy Him I affect best: O my ominous fate, I thought to haue hid mee from thee in these desarts, But thou dost dogg mee euery where. Looke to her safety, not for the Crowne Of Florence I would haue her perish. Helpe to support her. Oh Friend, that I should change my Royaltie To weaknesse now: I doe thinke this lodge A Pallace, and this Beautious Mayden-head Of greater worth then Iulia. Come my Lord, Lay by these idle thoughts, and make you ready To entertaine your Bride. The Prince, the Prince, I come to seeke the Prince, and was directed Vnto this place. Thy newes. A Letter. Whence? Reade, the Contents will shew you; their eyes are from mee, and I must hence. The Millaine Princesse is betroathed; deflowred, Not worthy of your loue, beleeue this true Vpon a Prince his word; when you, shall bed her, And find her flawd in her Virginitie, You shall haue cause to thinke vpon his loue From whom you had this caution; But doe it with that Princely management, Her honour bee not slandered: Hee that loues, Admires, and honours you: Where's hee that brought this Letter? Fled my Lord. Poast after; bring him backe, Could hee not set his hand to 't— How now, the newes? Hee's fled vpon a milke white Gennet Sir, Seeming t'out strip the winde, and I—lost him. Thou hast lost mee quite. What meanes this passions Sir? Mounsieur reade there, What will confound thee: Oh if shee bee vnchast! Could they find none but mee to worke vpon. It confounds mee my Lord. If shee bee Chast, How shall I wrong her, to question her faire Vertues? Right. But if shee bee not right? I wrong my Honor, Which after marriage, how shall I recall? 'Tis certaine. Yes: Oh how am I perplext! Come, Ile to Court, Ile not bee sway'd: Were shee a Potent Queene, Where Counsell fayles mee, Ile once trust to spleene. Let me see, the Prince is to bee married to morrow, and my young Mistris meanes to keepe a Feast in the Forrest, in honour of his wedding at the Court: Now am I sent as Caterer into the City to prouide them victualls, which they charg'd me to buy; no ordinary fare, no more it shall, and therefore I haue cast it thus; First and foremost, wee will haue—(yes downe it shall) we will haue a Gammon of Bacon roasted, and stufft with Oysters; And sixe Black-Puddings to bee serued vp in Sorrell-sops; A pickell'd shoulder of Mutton, and a surloyne of Beefe in White-broth, so much for the first course. Now, for the second, we will haue a Cherry-Tart cut into Rashers and broyled; A Custard Carbonado'd on the coales; A liue Eele swimming in clowted Creame; And sixe Sheepes-heads baked, with the hornes peergout of the pasty-crust. The morrall is, because it is a wedding dinner.