Lower, William · published 1639 · first performed or written 1639 [c.1622-1639] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 519 words
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I did Phoenicia, And this's the business, daughter you perceive My care and study of your future good, And Fatherly affection: I am old And cannot live long by the course of nature, If I might see thee married as becomes Thy state and fortune ere I left the world, And settled well my Crown for thy possession, I then should welcome death, come when it would, And these grey hairs descend into my grave Without disturbance, there is offered now A marriage, shall advance thy regal state Above the clouds, and make thee overtop The greatest Queens and Empresses that are. Unless it be Amandus I shall be The most unhappiest Princess of the earth Please you my royal Father to acquaint me, Who is the party meant? The Persian Prince, He loves and serves you with a strong devotion, Yea doth even idolize you in his heart His saint and goddess; he hath said unto me My liking might procure you to his wife, And I have granted what he did demand; I know your virtue's such and your obedience As not to stand against our will and pleasure, Especially when it presents you nothing But what is for your honour and high fortune. Please you to hear me, this you do propose Is most unlawful, and my conscience tells me It were a sin to think off: for you know The Prince of Persia is betrothed to The beautiful Lucinda, and shall I Be guilty of the breach of faith between them? Far be it from me; I believe he is Inconstant in his love, and apt to change From one unto another, his large titles Shall never win me to his wavering humour, I rather would content me with a match Inferior far so I might marry virtue, In him indeed I cannot, for not only Fame but experience manifests his vices. Come, come, you are a foolish girl to make These vain excuses to put off your good, You do presume too much upon our love And tender nature, we have been too fond And given you too much of your will; unless You do conform yourself to our command, We shall be are o'er you a severer hand: Get out my sight, and think upon your duty. Is this not strange Allecto, that my daughter Is so averse unto her good? you told me Just as she entered that there was a bar Lay in the way might chance to stop the match, What is it prithee that we may remove it? She loves Amandus Sir, and he loves her, I over heard their courtship in the garden, Their amorous discourse, and protestations Of love and service, such affection shown In action, gesture, speech, as greater was not Expressed between fair Hero and Leander: Their eyes stood fixed upon each other's face, Their tongues were sometimes mute and could not utter Th' abundance of their hearts, then would their sighs Supply that silence, till they had recovered The instrument of speech to make it move, I never saw more passion used in love.
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I did Phaenicia, And thi's the businesse, daughter you perceive My care and study of your future good, And Fatherly affection: I am old And cannot live long by the course of nature, If I might see thee marryed as becomes Thy state and fortune ere I left the world, And settled well my Crowne for y possession, I then should welcome death, come when it would, And these gray haires descend into my grave Without disturbance, there is offed now A marriage, shall advance thy regall state Above the clouds, and make thee overtop The greatest Queenes and Empresses that are. Vnlesse it be Amandus I shall be The most unhappiest Princesse of the earth Please you my royall Father to acquaint me, Who is the party meant? The Persian Prince, He loves and serves you with a strong devotion, Yea doth even jdolize you in his heart His saint and goddesse; he hath se'd unto me My liking might procure you to his wife, And I have granted what he did demand; I know your vertue's such and your obedience As not to stand against our will and pleasure, Especially when it presents you nothing But what is for your honour and high fortune. Please you to heare me, this you do propose Is most unlawfull, and my conscience tels me It were a sinne to thinke off: for you know The Prince of Persia is betroathed to The beautifull Lcinda, and shall I Be guilty of the breach of faith betweene them? Farre be it from me; I beleeve he is Inconstant in his love, and apt to change From one unto another, his large titles Shall never winne me to his wavering humour, I rather would content me with a match Inferiour farre so I might marry vertue, In him indeed I cannot, for not only Fme but experience manifests his vices. Come, cme, you are a foolish girle to make These vaine excuses to put off your good, You o presume oo much upn our love And tender nature, we have beene oo nd And given you too much of your will; unlesse You do conforme your selfe to our command, We shall be are o're you a severer hand: Get out my sight, and thinke upon your duty. Is this not strange Alecto, that my daughter Is so averse unto her good? you tould me Iust as she entred that there was a barre Lay in the way might chance to stop the match, What is it prethee that we may remove it? She loves Amandus Sir, and he loves her, I over heard their courship in the garden, Their amourous discourse, and protestations Of love and service, such affection showne In action, gesture, speech, as greater was not Express'd betweene faire Hero and Leander: Their eyes stood fixt upon each others face, Their tongues were sometimes mute and could not utter Th' abundance of their hearts, then would their sighes Supply that silence, till they had recover'd The instrument of speech to make it move, I never saw more passion us'd in love.