Shirley, James · published 1640 · first performed or written 1635 [licensed for stage, Feb 6] (Annals) tragicomedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 479 words
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May no time Be registered in our annals, that shall mention One that had life to oppose your sacred person, Let them whose titles forged and flawed suspect Their state's security, our right to Epire, Heaven is obliged to prosper, treason has No face so black to fright it, all my cares Level to this, that I may worthily Manage the province, and advance the honour Of our dear Country, and be confident, If an expense of blood, may give addition Of any happiness to you, I shall Offer my heart the sacrifice, and rejose To make myself a ghost, to have inscribed Upon my marble, but whose cause I died for. May Heaven avert such danger. Excellent Prince, In whom we see the copy of his Father None but the son of Theodosius, Can have spoke thus. You are pleased to interpret well, Yet give me leave to say in my own justice, I have but expressed the promptness of my soul To serve you all, but 'tis not empty wishes Can satisfy our mighty charge, a weight Would make an Atlas double, a King's name Doth sound harmoniously to men at distance, And those who cannot penetrate beyond The bark, and outskin of a common wealth, Or state, have eyes but ravished with the Ceremony That must attend a Prince, and understand not What cares allay the glories of a crown, But good Kings find and feel the contrary, You have tried, my Lord▪ the burden, and can tell It would require a pilot of more years To steer this kingdom, now imposed on me, By justice of my birth. I wish not life, But to partake those happy days, which must Succeed these fair proceed, we are blessed, But sir be sparing to yourself, we shall Hazard our joys in you too soon, the burden Of statem affairs impose upon your counsel. 'tis fit that we waste our lives than you, Call age too soon upon you with the trouble, And cares that threaten such an undertaking, Preserve your youth. And choose you our protector, Is't that you would conclude my Lord? We will Deserve our subjects faith for our own sake, Not sit an idle gazer at the helm How observed you that, Mark how Cassander's planet struck. He might have looked more calmly for all that I begin to fear; but do not yet seem troubled. With what news travails his haste? I must secure Myself betimes, not be a King in jest, And wear my crown a tenant to their breath. Demetrius sir, your brother, With other traitors that oppose your claims Are fled to the Castle of Nestorius And fortify. I said not so my Lord. I'll have it thought so, hence. Plant forces to batter The walls, and in their ruin bring us word They live not. Good sir hear me.
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May no time Be registred in our annalls, that shall mention One that had life to oppose your sacred person, Let them whose titles forg'd and flaw'd suspect Their states security, our right to Epire, Heaven is oblig'd to prosper, teason has No face so blacke to fright it, all my cares Levell to this, that I may worthily Manage the province, and advance the honour Of our deere Country, and be confident, If an expence of blood, may give addition Of any happinesse to you, I shall Offer my heart the sacrifice, and rejoe To make my selfe a ghost, to have inscrib'd Vpon my marble, but whose cause I dyed for. May Heaven avert such danger. Excellent Prince, In whom we see the Coppy of his Father None but the sonne of Theodosius, Could have spoke thus. You are pleasd to interpret well, Yet give me leave to say in my owne justice, I have but exprest the promptnesse of my soule To serve you all, but tis not empty wishes Can satisfie our mighty charge, a weight Would make an Atlas double, a Kings name Doth sound harmoniously to men at distance, And those who cannot penetrate beyond The barke, and outskinne of a common wealth, Or state, have eyes but ravish'd with the Ceremony That must attend a Prince, and understand not What cares allay the glories of a Crowne, But good Kings finde and feele the contrary, You have tride, my Lord▪ the burden, and can tell It would require a Pilote of more yeares To steere this Kingdome, now impos'd on me, By justice of my birth. I wish not life, But to partake those happy dayes, which must Succeed these faire proceedings, we are blest, But sir be sparing to your selfe, we shall Hazard our joyes in you too soone, the burden Of statē affaires impose upon your counsell. Tis fitter that we waste our lives then you, Call age too soone upon you with the trouble, And cares that threaten such an undertaking, Preserve your youth. And choose you our protector, Ist that you would conclude my Lord? We will Deserve our subjects faith for our owne sake, Not sit an idle gazer at the helme How observ'd you that, Marke how Cassander's planet strucke. He might have lookd more calmely for all that I begin to feare; but doe not yet seeme troubled. With what newes travailes his hast? I must secure My selfe betimes, not be a King in jest, And weare my crowne a tenant to their breath. Demetrius sir, your brother, With other traytors that oppose your claimes Are fled to the Castle of Nestorius And fortifie. I said not so my Lord. Ile have it thought so, hence. Plant forces to batter The wals, and in their ruine bring us word They live not. Good sir heare me.