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 T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 481 words
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Thou art almost out of breath, what news I prithee? News, that will please my Lord. You ask for the Princess, will they please my Lady. Yes, and the other Lady too, Cassandra. Will it spread joy no farther? Yes it will please you, And please the King, and the whole army. Strange, you may impart it then. My duty sir, did aim it first to you, I was engaged To deliver a letter in Cassandra's name To the Prince of Naples, to invite his person Privately this night. Whither? To the princess's tent. And hast thou done't? Don't, and bring back his word to visit 'em. Art sure the Prince? As sure as I am your creature, This will be welcome to the Ladies, what use You are to make of this, becomes not my Instruction, if it be of any consequence, To make his person sure, when he arrives. This service will be grateful, I'll acquaint The King, return the Ladies to expect him. I have directed him how he shall pass. And make it good, away, this makes thee happy, The King shall know it instantly, they're here, I'll give you scope. He is returned. What answer? To your desires. Where's Pazzorello now. He's quarrelling with somebody, he is so confident And domineers, ha? 'tis he, He Bleeds too. A pox a your enchantments, I had like to have my brains beaten out, what will become of me? Why this is nothing sir. Nothing sir, would thou hadst it. Let me ask you a question, what weapon did it? I gave but the lie to an old soldier, as we were drinking together, and he presently claps me o'er the pate with the rest of his musket. That may be, but no sword or gun shall endanger you, as for truncheon, baton, and such wooden batteries, you must fortify yourself as well as you can against 'em, beside sir, there is no breach of conditions in losing a little blood, you may have you head broken in twenty places, nay you may be beaten, and bruised in every part of your body, but all this while you are slick and shot free, your life is your own, and then what need you care sir? This is some satisfaction. Should you challenge him at rapier, you should quickly find who will have the worst on't. This service shall be otherwise rewarded, I'll trust your secrecy, he will be a fit man to engage, beside 'tis His desire. You may command me. Wait upon This gentleman Pazzorello, he Will use you nobly for my sake. Must I Be a perdue now? Madam I humbly thank you. The night comes fast upon us. It cannot come Too swiftly, that brings so much happiness. But 'tis an argument of much love to thee, That can at such a time invite him hither.
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Thou art almost out of breath, what newes I prethee? Newes, that will please my Lord. You aske for the Princesse, will they please my Lady. Yes, and the tother Lady too, Cassandra. Will it spread joy no farther? Yes it will please you, And please the King, and the whole army. Strange, you may impart it then. My duety sir, did aime it first to you, I was engag'd To deliver a letter in Cassandra's name To the Prince of Naples, to invite his person Privately this night. Whither? To the Princesses tent. And hast thou don't? Don't, and bring backe his word to visite 'em. Art sure the Prince? As sure as I am your creature, This will bee welcome to the Ladies, what use You are to make of this, becomes not my Instruction, if it be of any consequence, To make his person sure, when he arrives. This service will be gratefull, Ile acquaint The King, returne the Ladies to expect him. I have directed him how he shall passe. And make it good, away, this makes thee happy, The King shall know it instantly, thei'r here, Ile give you scope. He is return'd. What answer? To your desires. Where's Pazzorello now. He's quarrelling with some body, he is so confident And domineers, ha? tis he, He Bleeds too. A pox a your inchantments, I had like to have my braines beaten out, what will become of me▪ Why this is nothing sir. Nothing sir, would thou hadst it. Let me aske you a question, what weapon did it? I gave but the lye to an old souldier, as we were drinking together, and he presently claps me ore the pate with the rest of his musket. That may be, but no sword or gunne shall endanger you, as for truncheon, batoone, and such woodden batteries you must fortifie your selfe as well as you can against em, beside sir, there is no breach of conditions in losing a little blood, you may have you head broken in twenty places, nay you may bee beaten, and bruis'd in every part of your body, but all this while you are slicke and shot free, your life is your owne, and then what need you care sir? This is some satisfaction. Should you challenge him at rapier, you should quickly finde who will have the worst on't. This service shall be otherwise rewarded, Ile trust your secrecie, he will be a fit man to engage, beside ti His desire. You may command me. Waite upon This gentleman Pazzorello, he Will use you nobly for my sake. Must I Be a perdue now? Madam I humbly thanke you. The night comes fast upon us. It cannot come Too swiftly, that brings so much happinesse. But tis an argument of much love to thee, That can at such a time invite him hither.