The Conspiracy (Pallantus and Eudora) · chunk 35 of 63
Killigrew, Henry · published 1638 · first performed or written 1635 [Jan 8(?)] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men unassigned nearest T28 Marriage-making: weddings, brides and ma · 499 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T28: married, marriage, wedding, day, bride, father, wife, luce, love, husband.
Why, well said Timeus, now I like thee, here thy ears and services are bent the right way would I could see thee once look pale in these, but thou art so worldly that thou appearest still as if thou were't not in it. Can a young man when he may have leave to breathe in such a Paradise as this, draw a common air, an air of the people? Madam, I don't think but you find him a rude servant, one that pays his courtship as a business, and not as a delight, that has one eye upon the door to be gone, when the other's fixed on you. My Lord, I was never witness of any other's courtship and therefore can compare it only with what I can imagine: and 'tis above my highest fantasy. Why dost thou not answer? I am ashamed to see thee, O my conscience at these years, I could on't woo thee myself; I think we had best change business, neither will go forward else, i'll court for thee, and thou shall rule for me: thou'lt never get a wife without the help of a commission. Though nothing is more just than a Noble Love, yet nothing ought to be more secret, None are to be admitted to the rights Of it, but the god, and the two parties, Sir, you are not acquainted with the laws, Of a diviner love, that may imagine The progress of it a tedious Pilgrimage, And that they languish which do live in hope The means is more delightful than the end, Then is the bloom and spring of joy when it Is green: as it grows riper, the blossom Falls and turns to profit, the perfection Is the first decay of love, there is a Marriage of the Soul, precedes the other In time, and excellence, and is performed By a Hymen of a more extracted Deity, whose Torch is purer than the Element of Fire, these are laws unknown To your unfashioned Cupid, who perhaps May wound a breast among those ruder Souls, Who think they ought to exchange heart for heart, And love only in requital, but here A nobleness must tip the Shaft as well As goodness, or else it peirces but to pity. Ha, ha, ha, sayst thou so? thou'rt killed in a Philosophy, I thought thou hadst never dreamt of, I am loath to put it out of thee with other thoughts: but I think this business I am to tell thee of will confirm thee more: and remove all thy jealousies. The suspicion thou hadst of a Treason was not in vain, since it hath broken out, but 'tis already cured, the two chief of them are taken in their passage as they went to raise commotions. And I have commanded that they be set so as they may have a full view of that earth they were so ambitious of, and then to Strangle them at that height.
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Why, well said Timeus, now I like thee, here thy eares and services are bent the right way would I could see thee once looke pale in these, but thou art so worldly that thou appearst still as if thou wer't not in it. Can a yong man when he may have leave to breath in such a Paradice as this, draw a common ayre, an ayre of the people? Madam, I don't thinke but you find him a rude servant, one that payes his courtship as a busines, and not as a delight, that has one eye upon the dore to be gone, when the other's fixt on you. My Lord, I was never witnesse of any others courtship and therefore can compare it onely with what I can imagine: and 'tis above my highest fantasy. Why dost thou not answer? I am asham'd to see thee, O my conscience at these yeares, I could ont wooe thee my selfe; I thinke we had best change busines, neyther will goe forward else, i'le court for thee, and thou shall rule for me: thoul't never get a wife without the helpe of a commission. Though nothing is more just then a Noble Love, yet nothing ought to be more secret, None are to be admitted to the rights Of it, but the god, and the two partyes, Sir, you are not acquainted with the lawes, Of a deviner love, that may imagine The progresse of it a teadious Pilgrimage, And that they languish which doe live in hope The meanes is more delightfull then the end, Then is the bloome and spring of joy when it Is greene: as it growes riper, the blossome Falls and turnes to profit, the perfection Is the first decay of love, there is a Marriage of the Soule, preceeds the other In time, and excellence, and is perform'd By a Hymen of a more extracted Deity, whose Torch is purer then the Element of Fire, these are lawes unknowne To your unfashioned Cupid, who perhaps May wound a brest among those ruder Soules, Who thinke they ought to exchange heart for heart, And love onely in requitall, but here A noblenesse must tip the Shaft as well As goodnes, or else it peirces but to pity. Ha, ha, ha, saist thou so? thar't kild in a Phylosophy, I thought thou hadst never dreampt of, I am loath to put it out of thee with other thoughts: but I thinke this busines I am to tell thee of will confirme thee more: and remove all thy jealousies. The suspition thou hadst of a Treason was not in vaine, since it hath broken out, but 'tis allready cured, the two chiefe of them are taken in their passage as they went to raise commotions. And I have commanded that they be set so as they may have a full veiw of that earth they were so ambitious of, and then to Strangle them at that height.