Ford, John · published 1638 · first performed or written 1638 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T27 Uncles, nephews and cousins: kinship and · 503 words
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Had you known his Mother You might have sworn her honest; let him justify Himself not base borne: for thy sister's sake I do conceive the like of thee; be wiser, But prate to me no more thus;— if the gallant Resolve on my attendance, ere he leave me, Acquaint him with the present service, Nephew, I meant to employ him in. Fie Livio, wherefore Turned wild upon the sudden. Pretty Gentleman, How modestly you move your doubts? how tamely? Ask Romanello, he hath without leave Surveyed your Bowers of FANCIES, hath discovered The mystery of those pure Nuns; those chaste ones, Untouched forsooth; the holy Academy: Hath found a Mother's daughter there of mine too, And one who called my Father Father, talks out, Ruffles in mirth on't; baffled to my face The glory of her greatness by it. Truly. Death to my sufferance, canst thou hear this misery, And answer't with a truly? 'twas thy wickedness False as thine own heart tempted my credulity, That, her to ruin; she was once an innocent, As free from spot, as the blue face of heaven Without a cloud in't; she is now as sullied As is that Canopy, when mists and vapours Divide it from our sight, and threaten pestilence. Says he so, Livio. Yes, and't like your nobleness; He truly does so say; your breach of friendship With me, must borrow courage from your Uncle, Whiles your sword talks an answer; there's no remedy, I will have satisfaction, though thy life Come short of such demand. Then satisfaction Much worthier than your sword can force, you shall have, Yet mine shall keep the peace; I can be angry And brave aloud in my reply; but honour Schools me to fitter grounds, this as a gentleman I promise ere the minutes of the night Warn us to rest, such satisfaction (hear me And credit it) as more you cannot wish for, So much not think of. Not? the time is short, Before our sleeping hour: you vow. I do, Before we ought to sleep. So I intend to, On confidence of which, what left the Marquessa In charge for me? I'll do't. Invite Count Iulio His Lady, and her brother, with their company To my Lords Court at Supper. Easy business, And then.— And then soon after, the performance Of my past vow waits on ye, but be certain You bring them with ye. Yet your servant. nearer my friend, you'll find no less. 'Tis strange, is't possible. You have discoursed to me a lovely story, My heart doth dance toth' music; 'twere a sin Should I in any tittle stand distrustful Where such a people such as you are, innocent Even by the Patent of your years and language, Inform a truth; O talk it over again; Ye are ye say three daughters of one mother, That Mother only Sister to the Marquess, Whose charge hath since her death (being left a widow) Here in this place preferred your education: Is't so?
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Had you knowne his Mother You might have sworne her honest; let him justifie Himselfe not base borne: for thy Sisters sake I doe conceive the like of thee; be wiser, But prate to me no more thus;—if the gallant Resolve on my attendance, ere he leave me, Acquaint him with the present service, Nephew, I meant to imploy him in. Fie Livio, wherefore Turn'd wild upon the sodaine. Pretty Gentleman, How modestly you move your doubts? how tamely? Aske Romanello, he hath without leave Surveigh'd your Bowres of FANCIES, hath discovered The mystery of those pure Nuns; those chast ones, Vntouch'd forsooth; the holy Academie: Hath found a Mothers daughter there of mine too, And one who cald my Father Father, talkes out, Ruffles in mirth on't; baffel'd to my face The glory of her greatnesse by it. Truely. Death to my sufferance, canst thou heare this misery, And answer't with a truely? 'twas thy wickednes False as thine owne heart tempted my credulity, That, her to ruine; she was once an innocent, As free from spot, as the blew face of heaven Without a cloud in't; she is now as fully'd As is that Canopie, when mists and vapours Divide it from our sight, and threaten pestilence. Sayes he so, Livio. Yes, and't like your noblenes; He truely does so say; your breach of friendship With me, must borrow courage from your Vncle, Whiles your sword talkes an answer; theres no remedy, I will have satisfaction, though thy life Come short of such demand. Then satisfaction Much worthier then your sword can force, you shall have, Yet mine shall keepe the peace; I can be angry And brave alow'd in my reply; but honour Schooles me to fitter grounds, this as a gentleman I promise ere the minutes of the night Warne us to rest, such satisfaction (heare me And credit it) as more you cannot wish for, So much not thinke of. Not? the time is short, Before our sleeping houre: you vow. I doe, Before we ought to sleepe. So I intend to, On confidence of which, what left the Marquessa In charge for me? Ile do't. Invite Count Iulio His Ladie, and her brother, with their company To my Lords Court at Supper. Easie busines, And then.— And then soone after, the performance Of my past vow waites on yee, but be certaine You bring them with y'e. Yet your servant. Neerer my friend, you'l find no lesse. 'Tis strange, is't possible. You have discourst to me a lovely story, My heart doth dance toth' musique; 'twere a sinne Should I in any tittle stand distrustfull Where such a people such as you are, innocent Even by the Patent of your yeares and language, Informe a truth; O talke it ore againe; Ye are ye say three daughters of one mother, That Mother only Sister to the Marquesse, Whose charge hath since her death (being left a widdow) Here in this place prefer'd your education: Is't so?