Massinger, Philip · published 1636 · first performed or written 1627 [licensed for stage, Jul 5] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.70 · 498 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
All true pleasure's Circle your Highness. As the rising Sun We do receive you. May this never set, But shine upon you ever. Contarino! My gracious Lord. What entertainment found you From Carolo de Charamonte? Free And bountiful. He's ever like himself Noble and hospitable. But did my Nephew Depart thence willingly? He obeyed your summons As did become him. Yet it was apparent But that he durst not cross your will, he would Have sojourned longer there, he ever finding Variety of sweetest entertainment; But there was something else, nor can I blame His youth, though with some trouble he took leave Of such a sweet companion. Who was it? The daughter sir of Signior Carolo, Fair Lidia, a virgin at all parts, But in her birth and fortunes, equal to him. The rarest beauties Italy can make boast of, Are but mere shadows to her, she the substance Of all perfection. And what increases The wonder Sir, Her bodies matchless form Is bettered by the pureness of her soul. Such sweet discourse, such ravishing behaviour; Such charming language, such enchanting manners, With a simplicity that shames all Courtship, Flow hourly from her, that I do believe Had Circe, or Calipso her sweet graces, wandering Ulysses never had remembered Penelope, or Ithaca. Be not raped so. Your Excellence would be so had you seen her Take up. Take up. But did your observation Note any passage of affection Between her and my Nephew? How it should Be otherwise between 'em, is beyond My best imagination. Cupid's arrows Were useless there, for of necessity Their years and dispositions do accord so They must wound one another. Umh! Thou art My Secretary Contarino, and more skilled In politic designs of State, then in Thy judgement of a beauty; give me leave In this to doubt it. Here. Go to my Cabinet, You shall find there Letters newly received touching the state of Urbin. Pray you with care peruse them, leave the search Of this to us. I do obey in all things. Lydia! A Diamond so long concealed, And never worn in Court! of such sweet feature? And he on whom I fix my dukedom's hopes, Made Captive to it! umh! 'tis somewhat strange, Our eyes are everywhere, and we will make A strict enquiry, Sanazarro! Sir! Is my Nephew at his rest? I saw him in bed Sir. 'Tis well, and does the PRINCE's Fiorinda (Nay, do not blush, she is rich Urbin's heir) Continue constant in her favours to you? Dread sir, she may dispense them as she pleases, But I look up to her as on a Princess I dare not be ambitious of, and hope Her prodigal graces shall not render me Offended to your Highness. Not a scruple. He whom I favour as I do my friend, May take all lawful graces that become him. But touching this hereafter; I have now (And though perhaps it may appear or trifle) Serious employment for thee.
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All true pleasures Circle your Highnesse. As the rising Sunne VVe doe receive you. May this never set, But shine upon you ever. Contarino! My gracious Lord. What entertainment found you From Carolo de Charamonte? Free And bountifull. He's ever like himselfe Noble and hospitable. But did my Nephew Depart thence willingly? He obey'd your summons As did become him. Yet it was apparent But that he durst not crosse your will, he would Have sojourn'd longer there, he ever finding Variety of sweetest entertainment; But there was something else, nor can I blame His youth, though with some trouble he took leave Of such a sweet companion. Who was it? The daughter sir of Signior Carolo, Faire Lidia, a virgin at all parts, But in her birth and fortunes, equall to him. The rarest beauties Italy can make boast of, Are but meere shadowes to her, she the substance Of all perfection. And what encreases The wonder Sir, Her bodies matchlesse forme Is better'd by the purenesse of her soule. Such sweet discourse, such ravishing behaviour; Such charming language, such inchanting manners, With a simplicity that shames all Courtship, Flow hourely from her, that I doe beleeve Had Circe, or Calipso her sweet graces, Wandring Vlisses never had remembred Penelope, or Ithaca. Be not rap'd so. Your Excellence would be so had you seen her Take up. Take up. But did your observation Note any passage of affection Betweene her and my Nephew? How it should Be otherwise betweene 'em, is beyond My best imagination. Cupids arrowes Were uselesse there, for of necessity Their yeeres and dispositions doe accord so They must wound one another. Umh! Thou art My Secretary Contarino, and more skill'd In politique designes of State, then in Thy iudgement of a beauty; give me leave In this to doubt it. Here. Goe to my Cabinet, You shal find there Letters newly receiv'd touching the state of Vrbin. Pray you with care peruse them, leave the search Of this to us. I doe obey in all things. Lydia! A Diamond so long conceal'd, And never worne in Court! of such sweet feature? And he on whom I fixe my Dukedomes hopes, Made Captive to it! Vmh! 'tis somewhat strange, Our eyes are every where, and we will make A strict enquiry, Sanazarro! Sir! Is my Nephew at his rest? I saw him in bed Sir. 'Tis well, and does the Princes Fiorinda (Nay, doe not blush, she is rich Vrbins heire) Continue constant in her favours to you? Dread sir, she may dispense thē as she pleases, But I looke up to her as on a Princesse I dare not be ambitious of, and hope Her prodigall graces shall not render me Offended to your Highnesse. Not a scruple. He whom I favour as I doe my friend, May take all lawfull graces that become him. But touching this hereafter; I have now (And though perhaps it may appear or trifle) Serious imployment for thee.