Nabbes, Thomas · published 1638 · first performed or written 1638 (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) (?); King's Revels Company (?) · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 485 words
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Troth sir, I must confess Your person likes me better, and the love You have professed deserves my gratitude. Meet you this porter, and compel him with you; You shall enjoy me first, and afterwards When I set up the trade be still more welcome. Should this be earnest. it would make me happy Above mine own desire; and should she mock me, 'Twere but returning to my first intents. Some way I must enjoy her. Shall this practice Give me those sweets have been so long denied With counterfeited modesty? Be sure sir; My Tutor in the Art left me instructions To take the fairest offer. My reward Shall treble his. Be constant to my pleasure, I'll keep thee like a wife; and serve thy will With full content. That as your liking pleaseth. When you are weary, I'll but beg your bounty For a new wardrobe to set up with. How man's desire Pursues contentment! 'tis the soul of action, And the propounded reason of our life. Yet as the choice appears, or gross or excellent, We fly not from th'enjoying; but are changed In our opinion either of the object, Or of the means that works it. Why should I Alter a resolution? The contentment Is still the same: and a far easier means Without that tie necessitates the will To a sixth bounds. Besides, my credit's safe. To keep a Mistress youth's excuse may serve; But an inferior match brands my posterity, If equal blood commix not. Hence then scruple, And all that frights saint conscience. sweet I welcome The freeness of your kind and loving promise With as much joy, as can possess a heart Made jovial by th'effect of all its wishes: Be constant to it. Be you confident; I cannot be diverted from my purpose: The end's too pleasant, Pray prepare yourself; The time draws on. And till my expectation Ends in that full possession of delight, Times wings are clipped. So farewell sweet till then. And farewell base desires. May thy soul lust Make thee still credulous, till abuse and shame Teach thee amendment. What an Orator Is Sin? that paints itself with golden words Of pleasure and delight; as if the soul Had its eternal being and full powers But for the senses satisfaction: And their enjoying it creation's end. Now to our Comedy. Ha! fast asleep! This fits our purpose. Lock it fast. Will not the feathers choke him? he's armed against mischances. Give it the Porter, I must withdraw. Now I perceive Goodness guides all her actions: her mind's brightness Outshines her outward beauty. But what use Can my misfortune make of't? yes; th'example Shall teach me how to counterfeit, if I Can force my passion to it. here's the Gentleman. Now wench, is all ready? I have packed her up in't, like a bartholomew-baby in a box. I warrant you for hurting her.
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Troth sir, I must confesse Your person likes me better, and the love You have profest deserves my gratitude. Meete you this porter, and compell him with you; You shall enjoy me first, and afterwards When I set up the trade be still more welcome. Should this be eanest. it would make me happy Above mine owne desire; and should she mock me, 'Twere but returning to my first intents. Some way I must enjoy her. Shall this practice Give me those sweets have beene so long deny'd With counterfeited modesty? Be sure sir; My Tutor in the Art left me instructions To take the fairest offer. My reward Shall treble his. Be constant to my pleasure, I'l keepe thee like a wife; and serve thy will With full content. That as your liking pleaseth. When you are weary, I'le but begg your bounty For a new wardrobe to set up with. How mans desire Pursues contentment! 'tis the soule of action, And the propounded reason of our life. Yet as the choyce appeares, or grosse or excellent, We lye not from th'injoying; but are chang'd In our opinion either of the object, Or of the meanes that workes it. Why should I Alter a resolution? The contentment Is still the same: and a farre easier meanes Without that tye necessitates the will To a sixt bounds. Besides, my credit's safe. To keepe a Mistris youths excuse may serve; But an inferiour match brands my posteritie, If equall blood commixe not. Hnce then scruple, And all that frights saint conscience. Swet I welcome The freenesse of your kind and loving promise With as much joy, as can possesse a heart Made joviall by th'effet of all it's wishes: Be constant to it. Be you confident; I cannot be diverted from my purpose: The end's too pleasant, Pray prepare your selfe; The time drawes on. And till my expectation Ends in that full possession of delight, Times wings are clipt. So farewell sweet till then. And farewell base desires. May thy soule lust Make thee still credulous, till abuse and shame Teach thee amendment. What an Oratour Is Sin? that paints it selfe with golden words Of pleasure and delight; as if the soule Had it's eternall being and full powers But for the senses satisfaction: And their enjoying it Creations end. Now to our Comedie. Ha fast asleepe! This fits our purpose. Lock it fast. Will not the feathers choake him? Hee's arm'd against mischances. Give it the Porter, I must withdraw. Now I perceive Goodnesse guides all her actions: her minds brightnesse Out-shines her outward beauty. But what use Can my misfortune make of't? yes; th'example Shall teach me how to counterfeit, if I Can force my passion to it. Heere's the Gentleman. Now wench, is all ready? I have pack't her up in't, like a Bartholmew-babie in a boxe. I warrant you for hurting her.