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 T34 Thebes and royal catastrophe: siege, sla · 491 words
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I'll hear no more, you have so far outdone My injuries to you, that I call back My penitence, and must tell Polidora, This revenge ill becomes her. Am I thought So lost in soul to hear, and forgive this? In what shade do I live? or shall I think I have not at the lowest enough merit, Setting aside my birth, to poise with yours, Forgive my modest thoughts, if I rise up My ownen defence, and tell this unjust Lady So great a Winter hath not frozen yet My cheek, but there is something nature planted, That carries as much bloom, and spring upon't As yours, what flame is in your eye, but may Find competition here (forgive again My Virgin honour,) what is in your lip, To 'tice the enamoured soul, to dwell with more Ambition than the yet unwithered blush That speaks the innocence of mine. Oh brother? I'll talk with you anon, my Polidora, Allow thy patience till my breath recover Which now comes laden with the richest news Thy ear was ever blessed with. Both your looks, And voice express some welcome accident. Guess what in wish could make me fortunate And heaven hath dropped that on Demetrius. What means this ecstasy? 'ttwere sin to busy Thy thoughts upon't, I'll tell thee that I could Retain some part, 'tis too wide a joy To be expressed so soon, and yet it falls In a few syllables, thou wots scarce believe me, I am no King. How's that! Good heaven forbidden. Forbid? Heaven has relieved me with a mercy I knew not how to ask, I have they say An elder brother living, crowned already, I only keep my name Demetrius, Without desire of more addition, Then to return thy servant. You amaze me, Can you rejoice to be deposed: It but Translates me to a fairer and better kingdom In Polidora. Me? Did you not say, Were I no King you could be drawn to love Me again, that was consented to in Heaven, A kingdom first betrayed my ambitious soul To forget thee, that, and the flattering glories, How willingly Demetrius do resign, The Angels know, thus naked without titles I throw me on thy charity, and shall Boast greater Empire to be thine again, then To wear the triumphs of the world upon me. Be not so careless of yourself, the people Gather in multitudes, to your protection Offering their lives, and fortunes, if they may But see you sir, and hear you speak to 'em, Accept their duties, and in time prevent Your ruin. Be not desperate, 'tis counsel. You trouble me with noise, speak Polidora For your own sake preserve yourself, My fears distract my reason. Lord Lysimachus With something that concerns your safety, is Fled hither, and desires a present hearing. His soul is honest, be not sir a mad man, And for a Lady give up all our freedoms.
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Ile heare no more, you have so farre outdone My injuries to you, that I call backe My penitence, and must tell Polidora, This revenge ill becomes her. Am I thought So lost in soule to heare, and forgive this? In what shade doe I live? or shall I thinke I have not at the lowest enough merit, Setting aside my birth, to poyze with yours, Forgive my modest thoughts, if I rise up My ownē defence, and tell this unjust Lady So great a Winter hath not frozen yet My cheeke, but there is something nature planted, That carries as much bloome, and spring upon't As yours, what flame is in your eye, but may Finde competition here (forgive agen My Virgin honour,) what is in your lip, To tice the enamour'd soule, to dwell with more Ambition then the yet unwithered blush That speakes the innocence of mine. Oh brother? Ile talke with you anon, my Polidora, Allow thy patience till my breath recover Which now comes lade with the richest newes Thy eare was ever blest with. Both your lookes, And voyce expresse some welcome accident. Guesse what in wish could make me fortunate And heaven hath dropt that on Demetrius. What meanes this extasie? Twere sinne to busie Thy thoughts upon't, Ile tell thee that I could Retaine some part, tis too wide a joy To be exprest so soone, and yet it falls In a few sillables, thou wot scarce beleeve me, I am no King. Hows that! Good heaven forbid. Forbid? Heaven has releiv'd me with a mercy I knew not how to aske, I have they say An elder brother living, crown'd already, I onely keepe my name Demetrius, Without desire of more addition, Then to returne thy servant. You amaze me, Can you rejoyce to be deposd: It but Translates me to a fairer and better Kingdome In Polidora. Mee? Did you not say, Were I no King you could be drawne to love Me agen, that was consented to in Heaven, A Kingdome first betray'd my ambitious soule To forget thee, that, and the flattering glories, How willingly Demetrius doe resigne, The Angels know, thus naked without titles I throw me on thy charity, and shall Boast greater Empire to be thine agen, then To weare the triumphs of the world upon me. Be not so carelesse of your selfe, the people Gather in multitudes, to your protection Offering their lives, and fortunes, if they may But see you sir, and heare you speake to em, Accept their duties, and in time prevent Your ruine. Be not desperate, tis counsell. You trouble me with noyse, speake Polidora For your owne sake preserve your selfe, My feares distract my reason. Lord Lisimachus With something that concernes your safety, is Fled hither, and desires a present hearing. His soule is honest, be not sir a mad man, And for a Lady give up all our freedomes.