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 · 484 words
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It has been attempted a hundred times, you may as soon prick me with the pummel; but if thou hast any doubt thy own body is not steel proof, my rapier shall demonstrate. Wilt? now thou'rt honest. 'tis to no purpose. For my satisfaction, if thou lov'st me. Come on your ways. Stay, 'tis pointed— I have a great mind, but if— but if— I should— I am enchanted; do't, stay, I won't see't: now— Never fear. Oh! He has run me through body and soul, hum! I see no point, nor blood, nor pain, ha? 'tis so, god a mercy Didimo, I am right, I see't. I will dispatch these wars presently. Your charm will last no longer. Tell not me, I will then go seek adventures, we'll wander to relieve distressed damsels, Through woods with monsters, and with Giants haunted, And kill the Devil like a knight enchanted. let's hear our daughter speak. First with an humbleness Thus low, I beg your pardon, and beseech You would interpret no defect of duty, That I forsook my tent, and your protection There is another, stronger tie than nature's Love, whose impulsion you have felt, or I Had never been your daughter, moved my flight Love of that excellent prince, whom in your power I had no way to gain but by this loss. And if you had been cruel to Cesario, I should have gloried under these to suffer. No more, there's virtue in that excellent Princess To stock two Kingdoms, pardon fair Rosinda, Thou hast made me fit to know thee, taught by thy Obedience, I return a son to Naples Thus, but desire no life without possession Of that religious treasure, as y'are kings— A chain of hands and hearts. Oh my Cassandra. joy in all bosoms. Thus our kingdoms knit. Horatio we are friends too. Own me your servant sir, I beg your pardon. I cannot ask forgiveness oft enough For injuries to thee noble Vittori, Alphonso and Cassandra. All your creatures. justice my Lord. Mercy my Lord. What's this? A deed of half his land, if he survived These war, which are now happily determined, My life was his security, which will Be merrier with the moiety of his Acres. How if he had died? His Land had gone to the next heir, that's all His ghost would hardly call upon my forfeit; If I had died, his land had been discharged, But we both living must part stakes, he has Enough for two on's Cheated by a soldade. He must confirm his act. But in such cases sir where mens' estates— Are to much sir, and like their talk 〈◊〉 impertinent, Go to, youare well. But half well, and like your grace. 'tis very well. Our City spreads to entertain such guests. Never was music of so many parts, As friends to Naples now, we all join hearts.
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It has beene attempted a hundred times, you may as soone pricke me with the pummell; but if thou hast any doubt thy owne body is not steele proofe, my rapier shall demonstate. Wo't? now tha'rt honest. Tis to no purpose. For my satisfaction, if thou lov'st me. Come on your waye. Stay, tis pointed—I have a great mind, but if—but if—I should—I am inchanted; doot, stay, I wonot see't: now— Never feare. Oh! He has runne me through body and soule, hum I see no point, nor blood, nor paine, ha? Tis so, god a mercy Didimo, I am right, I see't. I will dispatch these warres presently. Your charme will last no longer. Tell not me, I will then go seeke adventures, Wee'le wander to releeve distressed damzels, Through woods with monsters, and with Giants haunted, And kill the Devill like a knight enchanted. Lets heare our daughter speake. First with an humblenesse Thus low, I beg your pardon, and beseech You would interpret no defect of dutie, That I forsooke my tent, and your protection There is another, stronger tie than natures Love, whose impulsion you have felt, or I Had never beene your daughter, mov'd my flight Love of that excellent prince, whom in your power I had no way to gaine but by this losse. And if you had beene cruell to Cesario, I should have gloried under these to suffer. No more, there's vertue in that excellent Princesse To stocke two Kingdomes, pardon faire Rosinda, Thou hast made me fit to know thee, taught by thy Obedience, I returne a sonne to Naples Thus, but desire no life without possession Of that religious treasure, as y'are kings— A chaine of hands and hearts. Oh my Cassandra. Ioy in all bosomes. Thus our kingdomes knit. Horatio we are friends too. Owne me your servant sir, I begge your pardon. I cannot aske forgivenesse oft enough For injuries to thee noble Vittori, Alphonso and Cassandra. All your creatures. Iustice my Lord. Mercy my Lord. Whats this? A deed of halfe his land, if he surviv'd These warre, which are now happily determin'd, My life was his security, which will Be merrier with the moity of his Acres. How if he had dyed? His Land had gone to the ext heire, thats all His ghost would hardly call upon my forfeit; If I had dyed, his land had beene discharg'd, But we both living must part stakes, he has Enough for two on s. heated by a soldade. He must confirme his act. But in such cases sir estates— Are too much sir, impertinent, Goe to, yare well. But halfe well, and like your ▪ Tis very well. Our Citty spreads to entertaine such guests. Never was musicke of so many parts, As friends to Naples now, we all jovne hearts.