Cartwright, William · published 1639 · first performed or written 1636 [Aug 30] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 494 words
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Yes, yes, 'tis of thy wives one twisting, good Molops, I know the Promotion of your Family: she came from the Web-errantry of highway-Inkle, to the domestic turning and winding of home bred Hemp, and thence gets a three-half-penny Legacy at the departure of every wronged Sinner. And as for thyself, had not that weighty bulk of thine cracked so many Gibbets, that the King began to fear his Forests, thou hadst never been preserved to whiffle plagues as thou usherest us to the Bar, and take away the Judge's stomachs as often as they come to eat upon Life and Death, and celebrate the Funerals of distressed Gentlemen. You dying men may be impudent by your places, but I'd wish you to compose your countenances and your manners both, for the King is coming to visit you. What mak'st thou here then? though I easily believe thou hast an ambition to be seen in good company, yet prithee be gone, and don't discredit us. The King loves no Garbage-tubs. The King shall be informed of the foul words you give his Officers. Why what can he do? he won't let us go and conquer us again, will he? But good honest Landlord, what's the king's intent to honour us with his Royal visit? To assign us perhaps some three or four hundred stripes aday a piece, to take down my Landlord's body, and make him in case to suffer what he hath been long adjudged to. No, Sauciness, 'tis to make one of you King. Then Sauciness, know your Masters. Be not mistaken: 'tis not any way to honour you, but to make himself sport. For you must know, that 'tis the custom of the Persian Kings after a Conquest, to take one of the Captives, and adorn him with all the Robes of Majesty, giving him all Privileges for three full days, that he may do what he will, and then be certainly led to death. Will he allow so long? I'd give my life at any time for one day's Royalty; 'tis space enough to new mould a Kingdom. His Majesty useth us wondrous reasonably, I'd as lief deal with him as any man I know. But who's to have our clothes, Sirrah, when we have done? 'Tis a small fee that the State hath entailed upon my Place an't please you. By my troth! guessed so: I was wondering how their Courtiers could go so brave with so little means. Well, what must be, must be. I was afraid I should have died a silly foolish old Animal, called Virgin. But now, have at one of the Ladies ere I go: I have a strong desire to leave some Posterity behind me. I would not have the house of the Stratocles decay for want of Issue. If I have the fortune of't, I'll Revel it all night; Kings they say, ought not to sleep for the good of the people.
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Yes, yes, 'tis of thy wives one twisting, good Molops, I know the Promotion of your Family: she came from the Web-errantry of highway-Inkle, to the domestique turning and winding of home bred Hempe, and thence gets a three-halfe-penny Legacy at the departure of every wrong'd Sinner. And as for thy selfe, had not that weighty bulke of thine crack'd so many Gibbets, that the King began to feare his Forrests, thou had'st never been preserv'd to whiffle plagues as thou usher'st us to the Barre, and take away the Judges stomackes as often as they come to eate upon Life and Death, and celebrate the Funerals of distressed Gentlemen. You dying men may be impudent by your places, but I'd wish you to compose your countenances and your manners both, for the King is comming to visit you. What mak'st thou here then? though I easily beleeve thou hast an ambition to be seene in good company, yet prethee be gon, and don't discredit us. The King loves no Garbidge-tubbes. The King shall be inform'd of the fowle words you give his Officers. Why what can he doe? he won't let us goe and conquer us againe, will he? But good honest Landlord, what's the Kings intent to honour us with his Royall visit? To assigne us perhaps some three or foure hundred stripes aday a peece, to take downe my Landlord's body, and make him in case to suffer what he hath beene long adjudg'd to. No, Saucines, 'tis to make one of you King. Then Saucines, know your Masters. Be not mistaken: 'tis not any way to hon you, but to make himselfe sport. For you must know, that tis the custome of the Persian Kings after a Conquest, to take one of the Captives, and adorne him with all the Robes of Majesty, giving him all Priviledges for three full dayes, that hee may doe what hee will, and then be certainly led to death. Will he allow so long▪ I'd give my life at any tim for one dayes Royalty; 'tis space enough to new mould a Kingdome. His Majesty useth us wondrous reasonably, I'd as liffe deale with him as any man I know. But who's to have our cloaths, Sirrah, when we have done? 'Tis a small fee that the State hath entayl'd upon my Place an't please you. By my troth! guess'd so: I was wondring how their Courtiers could goe so brave with so little meanes. Well, what must be, must be▪ I was affraid I should have dy'd a silly foolish old Animal, call'd Virgin. But now, have at one of the Ladyes e're I goe▪ I have a strong desire to leave some Posterity behind me. I would not have the house of the Stratocles decay for want of Issue. If I have the fortune of't, I'le Revell it all night; Kings they say, ought not to sleep for the good of the people.