Nabbes, Thomas · published 1640 · first performed or written 1640 (Annals) not in BritDrama · Beeston's Boys · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 522 words
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The news! what means your haste? A lass sir you are robbed. How's that? The French gallant sir which you locked in the chamber, is run away with your Remoras and Torpedos skins; and we know not what besides. Pursue him. I'd not lose those rarities For halfe my state. Alas sir they are valuable 'Bove any thing I own besides. Hath Monsieur given you the slip as he gave us? He may chance be catched in a halter for it. Be patient sir, and with your best endeavour Restore my cosin to his former safety, I'll recompense your loss with things more valuable. I have large trees of coral, and Zibetas Both of strange form and colour; I expect Some living Ermines. Would I had them, they Should pacify me quickly, Sure that french man Is guilty of the fact: why should he fly else? If by your servants industry that Monsieur May be brought back again, 'twill be of consequence. Something perhaps may be concluded from A strict examination of him. I'll employ all the servants I have about it. They shall have my husband's authority with them; we'll make you a warrant. How various are th' events that may depend Upon one action, yet the end proposed Not follow the intention! Accidents Will interpose themselves; like those rash men That thrust into a throng occasioned By some tumultuous difference, where perhaps Their busy curiosity begets New quarrels with new issues. I go on From one consideration to another, Yet can determine nothing. Else my pains were fruitless. Chance brought us hither, for what ends I know not. But understanding you were here, I come To ask a daughter from you. I from you Must have a wounded reputation cured, It bleeds worse than my kinsman, whom your son And daughter are by circumstance suspected To have attempted. My son said you sir? I hear that son of mine must be your heir; And I have heard what plots and circumventions You used to catch me: so you have sir finely. My states mine own still, though my daughter's lost. And pray sir keep it; doubt not but 'twill find Some grateful heir, that will preserve the memory Of such a benefit, with witty libels Upon your glorious life. Your scorn is well sir; And well becomes that supercilious gravity, Hath awed the city long, and frighted Rats Into the Counter. You are very free sir. Yet these are not the City's liberties. Stand not too much upon your privilege. If you can give fair satisfaction For what concerns you, do; and let not passion Kindle a new flame. I am calm; have quenched My spleen that late was fired. I acknowledge I hear your kinsman's wounded, and there is A supposition by my daughter's sweet heart. But how far this concerns me, be yourself The judge. Sir I have suffered in my fame already Too much, to have more added by suspicion Of being accessary to an act Of such vile nature; and yourself may sooner Prove guilty, if the circumstance be weighed You have made him your heir.
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The news! what meanes your haste? A lasse sir you are rob'd. How's that? The French gallant sir which you lockt in the chamber, is run away with your Remoras and Torpedos skins; and we know not what besides. Persue him. I'd not loose those rarities For halfe my state. Alasse sir they are valuable 'Bove any thing I own besides. Hath Monsieur given you the slip as he gave us? He may chance be catcht in a halter for it. Be patient sir, and with your best endeavor Restore my cosin to his former safety, I'le recompence your losse with things more valuable. I have large trees of corall, and Zibets Both of strange form and colour; I expect Some living Ermines. Would I had them, they Should pacifie me quickly, Sure that french man Is guilty of the fact: why should he fly else? If by your servants industry that Monsieur May be brought back againe, 'twill be of consequence. Something perhaps may be concluded from A strict examination of him. I'le employ all the servants I have about it. They shall have my husbands authority with them; wee'l make you a warran. How various are th' events that may depend Upon one action, yet the end propos'd Not follow the intention! Accidents Will interpose themselves; like those rash men That thrust into a throng occasioned By some tumultuous difference, where perhaps Their busie curiosity begets New quarrells with new issues. I go on From one consideration to another, Yet can determin nothing. Else my paines were fruitlesse. Chance brought us hither, for what ends I know not. But understanding you were here, I come To aske a dahter from you. I from you Must have a wounded reputation cur'd, It bleeds worse then my kinsman, whom your sonne And daughter are by circumstance suspected To have attempted. My sonne sayd you sir? I heare that sonne of mine must be your heire; And I have heard what plots and circumventions You us'd to catch me: so you have sir fely. My states mine owne still, though my daughter's lost. And pray' sir keep it; doubt not but 'twill find Some gratefull heire, that will preserve the memory Of such a benefit, with witty libells Upon your glorious life. Your scorn is well sir; And well becomes that supercilious gravity, Hath aw'd the citty long, and frighted Rats Into the Counter. You are very free sir. Yet these are not the Cittyes liberties. Stand not too much upon your priviledge. If you can give faire satisfaction For what concernes you, doe; and let not passion Kindle a new flame. I am calme; have quencht My spleene that late was fired. I acknowledge eare your kinsman's wounded, and there is A supposition by my daughters sweet heart. But how farre this concernes me, be your selfe The judge. Sir I have suffer'd in my fame already Too much, to have more added by suspition Of being accessary to an act Of such vile nature; and your self may sooner Prove guilty, if the circumstance be weigh'd You have made him your heire.