Shirley, James · published 1637 · first performed or written 1633 [licensed for stage, Jul 3] (Annals) tragicomedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 485 words
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Your father? Goodness leave me not the wonder Of all mankind; gentlemen all gone. Alas Vittori. I that commanded thousands This morning am not owner of one servant. Dost thou stay with me? My prophetic soul Knew this before. The King returns, Cassandra. We ha' thought upon't Vittori, and without The Council of our son, will condescend To your Father's liberty, he is yours upon Condition, you and he, and this your Mistress Go into present banishment. How! banishment? I run my son's distaste There is no time for study, he affects That Lady, if you stay something may follow, To th' general repentance, troth I pity thee, Here take our signet, time and absence may Correct all. Oh embrace it dear Vittori, We shall meet safely everywhere but here, Enlarge your Father, and we cannot miss A happier fate. Can my Cassandra think so? That word shall make me live a little longer, But these are strange turns Madam, Naples hath No dwellings for us, when we are quit of these, we'll with our grief make tame some wilderness. What's to be done? Done, y'are undone all, Betrayed the Crown you wear, I see it tremble Upon your head, give such a licence to A Rebel, trust him abroad to gather Strength to the kingdom's ruin. What can such A naked man attempt to make us fear? He carries with him a whole army sir The people's love, who want no giddiness Had they but opportunity, and such A master Rebel as Vittori, to Make spoil of all, who counselled him to this. Not I and please your grace, I wish it heartily Undone. You wish it sir, are wishes now The remedy for such a mischief, you When the state bleeds, will wish it well again; Y'are fine court Surgeons, had you stayed his Father It might have checked his treason, or Cassandra. That's his torment. We had been secure, Exasperated now with his affront, As never traitor wanted impudence To blanch over his rebellion, he may inflame The Neighbour Princes, to conspire some war For his revenge. his grace says right, there may Be a consequence of much danger, and Vittori Has fame abroad. I did it for the best, By his absence thinking to remove his anger, I could have been content, to have honoured him, For to say truth, his services did challenge More friendly payment. To say truth, he was A noble valiant gentleman, and deserved What deserved he? A halter, and shall please Your Highness, I did wonder at your patience He was not put to death. I must acknowledge, Vittori has deserved for many services, The love and honour of his country, fought Their battles, and brought conquest home, made tame The Seas that threatened us, secured the Land, And Rome allowed some Consuls for less Victories, Triumphs, and Statues. Most excellent Prince How just he is.
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Your father? Goodnesse leave me not the wonder Of all mankind; gentlemen all gone. Alas Vittori. I that commanded thousands This morning am not owner of one servant. Dost thou stay with me? My prophetick soule Knew this before. The King returnes, Cassandra. We ha thought upon't Vittori, and without The Councell of our sonne, will condiscend To your Fathers liberty, he is yours upon Condition, you and he, and this your Mistresse Go into present banishment. How banishment? I runne my sonnes distast There is no time for study, he affects That Lady, if you stay something may follow, To ▪th generall repentance, troth I pitty thee, Here take our signet, time and absence may Correct all. Oh embrace it deere Vittori, We shall meete safely every where but here, Enlarge your Father, and we cannot misse A happier fate. Can my Cassandra thinke so? That word shall▪make me live a little longer, But these are strange turnes Madam, Naples hath No dwellings for us, when we are quit of these, Wee'le with our griefe make tame some wildernesse. Whats to be done? Done, y'are undone all, Betraid the Crowne you weare, I see it tremble Vpon your head, give such a licence to A Rebell, trust him abroad to gather Strength to the Kingdomes ruine. What can such A naked man attempt to make us feare? He carries with him a whole army sir The peoples love, who want no giddinesse Had they but opportunity, and such A master Rebell as Vittori, to Make spoyle of all, who counceld him to this. Not I and please your grace, I wish it heartily Vndone. You wish it sir, are wishes now The remedy for such a mischiefe, you When the state bleeds, will wish it well agen; Y'are fine court Surgeons, had you staide his Father It might have check'd his treason, or Cassandra. That's his torment. We had beene secure, Exasperated now with his affront, As never traitor wanted impudence To blanch ore his rebellion, he may inflame The Neighbour Princes, to conspire some warre For his revenge. his grace sayes right, there may Be a consequence of much danger, and Vittori Has fame abroad. I did it for the best, By his absence thinking to remo his anger, I could have beene content, to have honoured him, For to say truth, his services did challenge More friendly paiment. To say truth, he was A noble valiant gentleman, and deseru'd What deseru'd he? A halter, and shall please Your Highnesse, I did wonder at your patience He was not put to death. I must acknowledge, Vittori has deseru'd for many services, The love and honour of his country, fought Their battels, and brought conquest home, made tame The Seas that threatned us, secur'd the Land, And Rome allowd some Consuls for lesse Victories, Triumphs, and Statues. Most excellent Prince How just he is.