Massinger, Philip · published 1636 · first performed or written 1627 [licensed for stage, Jul 5] (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 479 words
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I once more must make bold Sir To trench upon your patience. I have Considered my wrongs duly. Yet that cannot Divert my intercession for a man Your Grace like me, once favoured. I am still A suppliant to you, that you would vouchsafe The hearing his defence, and that I may With your allowance see, and comfort him. Then having heard all that he can allege In his excuse, for being false to you, Censure him as you please. You will o'ercome, There's no contending with you. Pray you enjoy What you desire. And tell him, he shall have A speedy trial. In which we'll forbear To sit a Judge, because our purpose is To rise up his accuser. All increase Of happiness wait on Cozimo. Was it no more? My honour's pawned for it. I'll second you. Since it is for the service and the safety Of the hopeful Prince, fall what can fall, I'll run The desperate hazard. He's no friend to virtue That does decline it. Ha; what sue you for? Shall we be ever troubled? do not tempt That anger may consume you. Let it Sir, The loss is less, though Innocents, we perish, Then that your sister's son should fall unheard Under your fury. Shall we fear to entreat That grace for him, that are your faithful servants, Which you vouchsafe the Count, like us a subject? Did not we vow, till sickness had forsook Thy daughter Lidia, and she appeared In her perfect health and beauty to plead for him, We were deaf to all persuasion? And that hope Sir Hath wrought a miracle. She is recovered, And if you please to warrant her, will bring The penitent Prince before you. To enjoy Such happiness, what would we not dispense with? We all kneel for the Prince. Nor can it stand With your mercy, that are gracious to Strangers, To be cruel to your own. But art thou certain I shall behold her at the best? If ever She was handsome, as it fits not me to say so, She is now much bettered. Rise, thou art but dead If this prove otherwise. Lidia appear, And feast an appetite almost pined to death With longing expectation to behold Thy excellencies; thou as beauty's Queen Shalt censure the detractors. Let my Nephew Be led in triumph under her command, We'll have it so; and Sanazarro tremble To think whom he hath slandered; we'll retire ourselves a little, and prepare to meet A blessing, which imagination tells us We are not worthy of; and then come forth But with such reverence, as if I were (My self the Priest, the sacrifice my heart) To offer at the Altar of that goodness That must or kill or save me. Are not these Strange gambols in the Duke? Great Princes have Like meaner men their weakness.
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I once more must make bold Sir To trench upon your patience. I have Consider'd my wrongs duly. Yet that cannot Divert my intercession for a man Your Grace like me, once favour'd. I am still A suppliant to you, that you would vouchsafe The hearing his defence, and that I may With your allowance see, and comfort him. Then having heard all that he can alleadge In his excuse, for being false to you, Censure him as you please. You will o're-come, There's no contending with you. Pray you enjoy What you desire. And tell him, he shall have A speedy tryall. In which we'll forbeare To sit a Judge, because our purpose is To rise up his accuser. All encrease Ofhappines wait on Cozimo. VVas it no more? My Honor's pawn'd for it. I'll second you. Since it is for the service and the safety Of the hopefull Prince, fall what can fall, I'll runne The desperate hazard. He's no friend to vertue That does decline it. Ha; what sue you for? Shall we be ever troubl'd? doe not tempt That anger may consume you. Let it Sir, The losse is lesse, though Innocents, we perish, Then that your sisters sonne should fall unheard Under your fury. Shall we feare to entreate That grace for him, that are your faithfull servants, VVhich you vouchsafe the Count, like us a subject? Did not we vowe, till sicknesse had forsooke Thy daughter Lidia, and she appear'd In her perfect health and beauty to pleade for him, VVe were deafe to all perswasion? And that hope Sir Hath wrought a miracle. She is recover'd, And if you please to warrant her, will bring The penitent Prince before you. To enjoy Such happines, what would we not dispense with? We all kneele for the Prince. Nor can it stand With your mercy, that are gracious to Strangers, To be cruell to your owne. But art thou certaine I shall behold her at the best? If ever She was hansome, as it fits not me to say so, She is now much better'd. Rise, thou art but dead If this prove otherwise. Lidia appeare, And feast an appetite almost pin'd to death With longing expectation to behold Thy excellencies; thou as beauties Queene Shalt censure the detractors. Let my Nephew Be led in triumph under her command, We'll have it so; and Sanazarro tremble To think whom he hath slander'd; we'll retire Our selves a little, and prepare to meete A blessing, which imagination tells us We are not worthy of; and then come forth But with such reverence, as if I were (My selfe the Priest, the sacrifice my heart) To offer at the Altar of that goodnesse That must or kill or save me. Are not these Strange gambols in the Duke? Great Princes have Like meaner men their weaknesse.