Rutter, Joseph · published 1635 · first performed or written 1634 [1633-1635] (Annals) pastoral · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 495 words
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Do it, and when th' hast done, the God of love Reward thee with thine own desires for this. Madam withdraw, I hear your keepers coming. SIr you have put a bridle on my passions, And given my soul the liberty it wished: I now entreat your pardon, for beginning A thing of so great consequence without Leave and advice from you. 'tis well Cleander, It will behoove you then to be reserved, And lock this secret up: for 'tis no jesting With Kings that may command our lives and fortunes: You now perceive her whom we call the Princess, To be your sister, and the love you bear her, Must be a brother's friendship, not a lover's Passionate heat; but yet she must not know, That I her father am, and you her brother: And trust me son, had I not seen despair Of life in you, which this love brought you too, I should not have revealed, what now you know. It was a comfort Sir, I do confess, That came in time to rescue me from death, So great her scorn was, and my love so violent. Now you're at peace, I hope. I am: but if I be too curious in asking where The king's son is, I shall desire your pardon: For sure it were injustice to deprive So great a Prince, of that which he was borne too. You are too far inquisitive; yet because I have engaged you in a secret of As great importance, this I will not hide. The King, I told you, when his wife grew near The time of her delivery, sent to know Of our great Oracle, whether the child should be Female, or Male, and what should be their fortune. What said the Oracle? have you the answer? It only was imparted unto me, And this it is which I have never shown To any but the Queen: here take and read it. If ere thy issue male thou live to see, The child thou thinkst is thine, thine shall not be, His life shall be obscure: twice shall thy hate Doom him to death. Yet shall he scape that Fate: And thou shalt live to see that not long after, Thy only son shall wed thy only daughter. This Oracle is full of mystery. It is; and yet the King would needs interpret That should it prove a man-child, 'twas a Bastard: And being loath that one not of his blood (As he conceived by this) should be his heir, Told me in private, that if it were Male, He would not have it live, yet fearing most To publish his dishonour, and his wives, He charged me not reveal it unto any, But take the child, and see it made away, And make the world believe it was still borne. And did you so? No, for indeed I durst not For any thing, become a murderer. How did you then?
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Do it, and when th' haſt don, the God of love Reward thee with thine owne deſires for this. Madam withdraw, I heare your keepers comming. SIr you have put a bridle on my paſſions, And given my ſoule the libertie it wiſht: I now intreate your pardon, for beginning A thing of ſo great conſequence without Leave and advice from you. Tis well Cleander, It will behove you then to be reſerv'd, And locke this ſecret up: for 'tis no jeſting With Kings that may command our lives and fortunes: You now perceive her whom we call the Princeſſe, To be your ſiſter, and the love you beare her, Muſt be a brothers freindſhip, not a lovers Paſſionate heate; but yet ſhe muſt not know, That I her father am, and you her brother: And truſt me ſon, had I not ſeene deſpaire Of life in you, which this love brought you too, I ſhould not have reveal'd, what now you know. It was a comfort Sir, I doe confeſſe, That came in time to reſcue me from death, So great her ſcorne was, and my love ſo violent. Now you're at peace, I hope. I am: but if I be too curious in asking where The Kings ſon is, I ſhall deſire your pardon: For ſure it were injuſtice to deprive So great a Prince, of that which he was borne too. You are too far inquiſitive; yet becauſe I have ingag'd you in a ſecret of As great importance, this I will not hide. The King, I told you, when his wife grew neere The time of her deliverie, ſent to know Of our great Oracle, whether the childe ſhould be Female, or Male, and what ſhould be their fortune. What ſaid the Oracle? have you the anſwere? It onely was imparted unto me, And this it is which I have never ſhewen To any but the Queene: here take and reade it. If ere thy iſſue male thou live to ſee, The childe thou thinkst is thine, thine ſhall not be, His life ſhall be obſcure: twice ſhall thy hate Doome him to death. Yet ſhall he ſcape that Fate: And thou ſhalt live to ſee that not long after, Thy onely ſon ſhall wed thy onely daughter. This Oracle is full of myſterie. It is; and yet the King would needs interpret That ſhould it prove a man-childe, twas a Baſtard: And being loth that one not of his blood (As he conceiv'd by this) ſhould be his heire, Told me in private, that if it were Male, He would not have it live, yet fearing moſt To publiſh his diſhonor, and his wives, He charg'd me not reveale it unto any, But take the childe, and ſee it made away, And make the world beleeve it was ſtill borne. And did you ſo? No, for indeed I durſt not For any thing, become a murderer. How did you then?