Heywood, Thomas · published 1634 · first performed or written 1633 [c.1625-1634] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.83 · 504 words
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I can forbear no longer; Impudent Stroza, Thou art a Villain, perjured, and forsworn: That Duke dishonourable; and she unchaste: Besides, thou hyredst a Virgin in her room; (Slave as thou art) to bosom with the Prince; Gav'st her five hundred Crowns. That this is true, I will maintain by combat. That I did this? He lies below his entrayles, That dares to brave me with such a proud affront: And in the honour of my Prince and Country I will approve thee recreant. A strife, that nought save combat can decide, The cause so full of doubts, and intricate. See, they are both armed, and evenly, without odds, Save what the justice of the cause can yield. Be't no intrusion held, if a strange Prince (Setting behind, all complemental leave) Amongst strange Princes enters: Let me know Which is the Prince of Florance? We are he. And Parma? Parma? Excuse me Sir, I know him not: But if I much mistake not, We are late indebted to you for a present. It was a gift, I should be loath to part with, But upon good conditions. Am I then To all a stranger: Do you not know me Lady? Hear him not speak, I charge thee by thine honour? Parma speak, and if thy speech was bent to me? Ere I proceed, let me behold this babe; ne'er a Nurse here? Pray hand it you sweet Lady, Till I find out a Mother. Touch it not, I charge thee on my blessing. Pardon Sir, It well becomes my handling. Parma proceed. Then Florence know, thou hast wronged me beyond, thought; Shipwrecked my Honour, and my Fame; nay strumpeted Her, whom I term my Bride. 'Tis false, I never embraced save with one, And her, I found to be most truly chaste. Then It maintain: Hast thou a Wife here? Yes. Then I'll approve her to be none of thine, That thou hast fetch't her from another's arms. Nay more, that she's unchaste? Know Parma, thou hast kindled such a Flame, That all the Ocean's billows scarce can quench: Be that our quarrels ground. Princes, forbear: First see the Issue of the former Combat, Before more blood you hazard. We are pleased. And we content. Yield thyself recreant villain, or thou diest. Save me, I will confess; Is Parma here? Yes, here we are. I falsely stuffed thy head with jealousies, And for some private ends of my revenge, Disgraced the General, and set odds betwixt Lauretta and the Princess: All these mischiefs Proceed from my suggestions. Damn him for it. Is that your kindness? Give me lean to live, Be't but to taint his honour. Tell me Stroza, Was Iulia chaste? No. Did her Father know it? Yes, and more too: I had the Gold from him, To bribe the General's daughter. Injuries, Beyond the thought of man. Which we ' le no longer strive with, since the heavens have laid that open most plain and palpable, which most we thought to conceal.
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I can forbeare no longer; Impudent Stroza, Thou art a Villaine, periur'd, and forsworne: That Duke dishonourable; and shee vnchast: Besides, thou hyredst a Virgin in her roome; (Slaue as thou art) to bosome with the Prince; Gau'st her fiue hundred Crownes. That this is true, I will maintaine by combat. That I did this? Hee lies below his entrayles, That dares to braue mee with such a proud affront: And in the honour of my Prince and Countrey I will approoue thee recreant. A strife, that nought saue combat can deside, The cause so full of doubts, and intricate. See, they are both arm'd, and euenly, without odds, Saue what the iustice of the cause can yeeld. Bee't no intrusion held, if a strange Prince (Setting behind, all complementall leaue) Amongst strange Princes enters: Let me know Which is the Prince of Florance? Wee are hee. And Parma? Parma? Excuse mee Sir, I know him not: But if I much mistake not, Wee are late indebted to you for a present. It was a gift, I should bee loath to part with, But vpon good conditions. Am I then To all a stranger: Doe you not know mee Lady? Heare him not speake, I charge thee by thine honor? Parma speake, and if thy speech was bent to mee? Ere I proceede, let mee behold this babe; Nere a Nurse heere? Pray hand it you sweete Lady, Till I find out a Mother. Touch it not, I charge thee on my blessing. Pardon Sir, It well becomes my handling. Parma proceede. Then Florence know, thou hast wrong'd me beyond, thought; Shipwrackt my Honour, and my Fame; nay strumpeted Her, whom I tearme my Bride. 'Tis false, I neuer imbrac'd saue with one, And her, I found to bee most truely chast. Then It maintaine: Hast thou a Wife heere? Yes. Then Ile approoue her to bee none of thine, That thou hast fetch't her from anothers armes. Nay more, that shee's vnchast? Know Parma, thou hast kindled such a Flame, That all the Oceans billowes scarce can quench: Bee that onr quarrells ground. Princes, forbeare: First see the Issue of the former Combat, Before more blood you hazard. Wee are pleased. And wee content. Yeeld thy selfe recreant villaine, or thou dy'st. Saue mee, I will confesse; Is Parma heere? Yes, heere wee are. I falsely stuft thy head with Iealousies, And for some priuate ends of my reuenge, Disgrac'd the Generall, and set odds betwixt Lauretta and the Princesse: All these mischiefes Proceede from my suggestions. Damne him for it. Is that your kindnesse? Giue me leane to liue, Bee't but to taynt his honour. Tell mee Stroza, Was Iulia chaste? No. Did her Father know it? Yes, and more too: I had the Gold from him, To bribe the Generalls daughter. Iniuries, Beyond the thought of man. Which wee 'le no longer striue with, since the heauens haue laid that ope most plaine and palpable, which most wee thought to conceale.