Ford, John · published 1639 · first performed or written 1638 [licensed for stage, May 3] (Annals) not in BritDrama · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T11 Siblings, kin and confidants · 511 words
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This is not Patience required in wrongs of such vile nature, You pity her, think rather on revenge. Revenge! for what? (uncharitable friend) On whom? let's speak a little pray with reason, You found Spinella in Adurny's house, 'tis like a' gave her welcome very likely, Her sister and another with her, so Invited, nobly done; but he with her Privately chambered, he deserves no wife Of worthy quality, who dares not trust Her virtue in the proofs of any danger. But I broke ope the doors upon 'em. Marry, it was a slovenly presumption, And punishable by a sharp rebuke. I tell you sir, I in my younger growth, Have by the stealth of privacy enjoyed A Lady's closet, where to have profaned That shrine of chastity and innocence, With one unhallowed word, would have exiled The freedom of such favour into scorn. Had any he alive then ventured there, With foul construction, I had stamped the justice Of my unguilty truth upon his heart. Adurni might have done the like, but that The conscience of his fault in coward blood, blushed at the quick surprisal. O fie, fie. How ill some argue in their sour reproof, Against a party liable to law: For had that Lord offended with that creature, Her presence would have doubled every strength Of man in him, and justified the forfeit Of noble shame, else 'twas enough in both With a smile only to correct your rudeness. 'tis well you make such use of neighbour's courtesy, Some kind of beasts are tame, and hug their injuries: Such way leads to a fame too. Not uncivilly, though violently, friend. Wherefore then, think ye, Can she absent herself, if she be blameless? You grant of course, your triumphs are proclaimed, And I in person told her your return. Where lies she hid the while? That rests for answer In you, now I come t'ee, we have exchanged bosoms, Aurelio, from our years of childhood, Let me acknowledge with what pride I own A man so faithful, honest, fast, my friend: He whom if I speak fully, never failed by teaching trust to me, to learn of mine, I wished myself thine equal; if I aimed A wrong, 'twas in an envy of thy goodness, So dearly witness with me my integrity, I laid thee up to heart, that from my love, My wife was but distinguished in her sex, Give back that holy signature of friendship, canceled, defaced, plucked off, or I shall urge, Accounts scored on the tally of my vengeance, Without all former compliments. D''ee imagine I fawn upon your fortunes, or intrude Upon the hope of bettering my estate, That you cashier me at a minute's warning? No, Auria, I dare vie with your respects, Put both into the balance, and the poise Shall make a settled stand, perhaps the proffer, So frankly vowed at your departure first Of settling me a partner in your purchase, Leads you into opinion of some ends Of mercenary falsehood, yet such wrong Lest suits a noble soul.
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This is not Patience requir'd in wrongs of ſuch vile nature, You pittie her, thinke rather on revenge. Revenge! for what? (uncharitable friend) On whom? lets ſpeake a little pray with reaſon, You found Spinella in Adurnies houſe, Tis like a' gave her welcome very likely, Her ſiſter and another with her, ſo Invited, nobly done; but he with her Privatly chamberd, he deſerves no wife Of worthy qualitie, who dares not truſt Her vertue in the proofes of any danger. But I broke ope the doores upon em. Marry, it was a ſlovenly preſumption, And puniſhable by a ſharpe rebuke. I tell you ſir, I in my younger growth, Have by the ſtealth of privacie enjoyd A Ladies cloſet, where to have prophan'd That ſhrine of chaſtitie and innocence, With one unhallowed word, would have exild The freedome of ſuch favour into ſcorne. Had any he alive then ventur'd there, With foule conſtruction, I had ſtampt the juſtice Of my unguiltie truth upon his heart. Adurni might have done the like, but that The conſcience of his fault in coward blood, bluſht at the quick ſurpriſall. O fie, fie. How ill ſome argue in their ſowre reproofe, Againſt a partie liable to law: For had that Lord offended with that creature, Her preſence would have doubled every ſtrength Of man in him, and juſtified the forfeit Of noble ſhame, elſe twas enough in both With a ſmile onely to correct your rudeneſſe. Tis well you make ſuch uſe of neighbours courteſie, Some kinde of beaſts are tame, and hug their injuries: Such way leads to a fame too. Not uncivilly, though violently, friend. Wherefore thn, thinke yee, Can ſhe abſent her ſelfe, if ſhe be blameleſſe? You grant of courſe, your triumphs are proclaim'd, And I in perſon told her your returne. Where lies ſhe hid the while? That reſts for anſwer In you, now I come t'ee, vve have exchang'd boſomes, Aurelio, from our yeares of childhood, Let me acknovvledge vvith vvhat pride I ovvne A man ſo faithfull, honeſt, faſt, my friend: He vvhom if I ſpeake fully, never faild by teaching truſt to me, to learne of mine, I vviſht my ſelfe thine equall; if l aymd A wrong, twas in an envie of thy goodneſſe, So dearly witneſſe with me my integritie, I layd thee up to heart, that from my love, My wife was but diſtinguiſht in her ſex, Give back that holy ſignature of friendſhip, Canceld▪ defac'd, pluckt off, or I ſhall urge, Accounts ſcor'd on the tally of my vengeance, Without all former complements. D'ee imagine I fawne upon your fortunes, or intrude Upon the hope of bettering my eſtate, That you caſhiere me at a minutes warning? No, Auria, I dare vie with your reſpects, Put both into the ballance, and the poyſe Shall make a ſetled ſtand, perhaps the proffer, So frankly vowd at your departure firſt Of ſetling me a partner in your purchaſe, Leads you into opinion of ſome ends Of mercenary falſhood, yet ſuch wrong Leſt ſuites a noble ſoule.