Massinger, Philip · published 1639 · first performed or written 1624 [1624-1625] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T8 Captains, gallants and cheats · 478 words
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I am this captain's friend. It may be so, but till we know his pleasure You must excuse us. we'll acquaint him with Your waiting here. Waiting slave, he was ever By me commanded. As we are by him. So punctual, pray you then in my name entreat His presence. That we shall do. I must use Some strange persuasions to work him to Deliver her, and to forget her vows, And horrid oaths I in my madness made him. Take to the contrary, and may I get those Once more in my possession, I will bear her Into some close cave, or desert, where we'll end Our lusts and lives together. Fail not, on The forfeit of your lives to execute What I commanded. how is't friend? I am glad to see you wear such cheerful looks, The world's well altered. Yes I thank my stars But methinks thou art troubled. Some light cross, But of no moment. So I hope, beware Of sad and impious thoughts, you know how far They wrought on me. No such come near me sir. I have like you no daughter, and much wish You never had been cursed with one. Who I? Thou art deceived, I am most happy in her. I am glad to hear it. My incestuous fires Towards her are quite burnt out, I love her now As a father, and no further. Fix there then Your constant peace, and do not try a second Temptation from her. Yes friend though she were By millions of degrees more excellent In her perfections, Nay though she could borrow A form Angel call to take my frailty It would not do, and therefore Montrevile (My chief delight next her) I come to tell thee The governor and I are reconciled, And I confirmed, and with all possible speed To make large satisfaction to young Beaufort And her whom I have so much wronged, and for thy trouble in her custody, of which I'll now discharge thee, there is nothing in My nerves or fortunes, but shall ever be At thy devotion. You promise faintly, Nor doubt I the performance, yet I would not Hereafter be reported, to have been The principal occasion of your falling Into a relapse, or but suppose out of The easiness of my nature, and assurance You are firm, and can hold out, I could consent: You needs must know there are so many lets That make against it, that it is my wonder You offer me the motion, having bound me With oaths and imprecations on no terms, Reasons, or arguments, you could propose, I ever should admit you to her sight, Much less restore her to you. Are we soldiers, and stand on oaths? 'tis beyond my knowledge In what we are more worthy, then in keeping Our words, much more our vows.
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I am this Captaines friend. It may be so, but till we know his pleasure You must excuse us. Wee'l acquaint him with Your waiting here. Waiting slave, he was ever By me commanded. As we are by him. So punctuall, pray you then in my name intreat His presence. That we shall doe. I must use Some strange perswasions to worke him to Deliver her, and to forget her vowis, And horrid oaths I in my madnesse made him. Take to the contrary, and may I get those Once more in my possession, I will beare her Into some close cave, or desert, where wee'l end Our lusts and lives together. Faile not, on The forseit of your lives to execute What I commanded. how friend? I am glad to see you weare such chearefull lookes, The worlds well altred. Yes I thanke my star But me thinks thou art troubled. Some light crosse, But of no moment. So I hope, beware Of sad and impious thoughts, you know how far They wrought on me. No such come neere me sir. I have like you no daughter, and much wish You never had been curs'd with one. Who I? Thou art deceiv'd, I am most happy in her. I am glad to heare it. My incestuous fires Towards her are quite burnt out, I love her now As a father, and no further. Fix there then Your constant peace, and doe not try a second Temptation from her. Yes friend though shee were By millions of degrees more excellent In her perfections, Nay though she could borrow A forme Angel call to take my fraylty It would not doe, and therefore Montrevile (My chiefe delight next her) I come to tell thee The governour and I are reconcil'd, And I confirm'd, and with all possible speed To make large satisfaction to young Beaufort And her whom I have so much wrong'd, and fo thy trouble in her custody, of which Ile now discharge thee, there is nothing in My nerve or , but shall ever be At thy devotion. You promise faintly, No doubt I the performance, yet I would not Hereafter be reported, to have beene The principall occasion of your falling Into a relaps, or but suppose out of The easinesse of my nature, and assurance You are firme, and can hold out, I could consent: You needs must know there are so many lets That make against it, that it is my wonder You offer me the motion, having bound me With oathes and imprecations on no termes, Reasons, or argumens, you could propose, I ever should admit you to her sight, Muchlesse restore her to you. Are we souldiers, and stand on othes? Tis beyond my knowledge In what we are more worthy, then in keeping Our words, much more our vowes.