D., J. · published 1640 · first performed or written c.1625 [revised c.1632] (Annals) comedy · Unknown · Fortune unassigned nearest T15 Friars and holy orders in plot · 491 words
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Though what I speak, with some additions, I have done and more, and he more false has played, than I have said, blot his offences: be propitious Sir. Though the greatest sufferance fell on my part, I here acquit him, and beseech for mercy. Yet be compendious, and possess this presence, what cause thou hadst that tempted thee so badly to seek my ruin. The Devil and his Angels. O fie Ioretzo. How Ioretzo? not the son of that pernicious traitor, had plotted with Lamunes for sums of gold to burn our City? He's dead, and suffered for the same offence. When brought the toad forth other than himself, unless 'twere something worse? Forget his Father's faults: be pitiful. He that prays next in his behalf, by heaven friends not himself, and is mine enemy: We have too long suffered such Weeds as these to flourish in our soil: No more the bosom of this earth of ours, shall (like a mother) lend her fruitless increase, to cherish those would bane her: The sword of justice cut the justice off that keeps it sheathed to such: His deeds were shameful, his rewards be so, and quittance his desert: Sear on his brow in letters capital, the name of knave, that all behold may read him what he is, and hate him in the sight: His next doom is this; after three days we charge thee on thy life, never set foot more in thy Native Climate. So, bear him to his torture, speech is vain: For what is said there's nothing can restrain. Most worthy Prince. I'll be honester while I live for this trick. Can you forgive mine injury, Antonio? As freely as I hope to be forgiven; and crave no more amends, but only this you'll call me brother, and make Phemone mine. I need not make what's made, take and enjoy her that hath vowed to be none but yours. Thy hand Arbaces, our quarrel's o'er, we'll no fighting. Fight, yes: I hope we shall find something else to do. Daughter I have done thee wrong too; but I'll seek forgiveness when we have more leisure. This day breeds wonders: by what accident scaped you of your wounds? Here stands the means, whom I must ever tender with respect, as with my full proceedings you shall hear, when none can interrupt. Francisco, henceforth know your virtuous wife, & prize her as a jewel: I have heard the world speak well of her, and those unmatched wish they may have your fortunes. Lodwick where's the dumb show you promised me. Even ready my Lord; but may be called a motion: for puppets will speak but such corrupt language, you'll never understand without an interpreter, or a short plot; which I have drawn thus— Now the motion follows. What not divulge: yes, yes, I will divulge. The jealous Doctor: I have him. Do me right, sweet Duke, do me right.
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Though what I ſpeake, with ſome additions, I have done and more, and he more falſe has plaid, than I have ſaid, blot his offences: be propitious Sir. Though the greateſt ſufferance fell on my part, I here acquit him, and beſeech for mercy. Yet be compendious, and poſſeſſe this preſence, what cauſe thou hadſt that tempted thee ſo badly to ſeek my ruine. The Devill and his Angels. O fie Ioretzo. How Ioretzo? not the ſonne of that pernitious traytor, had plotted with Lamunes for ſummes of gold to burn our City? He's dead, and ſuffered for the ſame offence. When brought the toad forth other than himſelfe, unleſſe 'twere ſomething worſe? Forget his Fathers faults: be pittifull. He that prayes next in his behalfe, by heaven friends not himſelf, and is mine enemy: We have too long ſuffered ſuch Weeds as theſe to flouriſh in our ſoyle: No more the boſome of this earth of ours, ſhall (like a mother) lend her fruitleſſe encreaſe, to cheriſh thoſe would bane her: The ſword of juſtice cut the juſtice off that keeps it ſheath'd to ſuch: His deeds were ſhamefull, his rewards be ſo, and quittance his deſert: Sare on his brow in letters cappitall, the name of knave, that all behold may reade him what he is, and hate him in the ſight: His next doome is this; after three daies we charge thee on thy life, never ſet foote more in thy Native Climate. So, beare him to his torture, ſpeech is vaine: For what is ſaid there's nothing can reſtraine. Moſt worthy Prince. Ile be honeſter while I live for this trick. Can you forgive mine injury, Antonio? As freely as I hope to be forgiven; and crave no more amends, but onely this you'le call me brother, and make Phemone mine. I need not make what's made, take and enjoy her that hath vow'd to be none but yours. Thy hand Arbaces, our quarrell's or'e, we'le no fighting. Fight, yes: I hope we ſhall find ſomething elſe to doe. Daughter I have done thee wrong too; but Ile ſeeke forgiveneſſe when we have more leaſure. This day breeds wonders: by what accident ſcapt you of your wounds? Here ſtands the meanes, whom I muſt ever tender with reſpect, as with my full proceedings you ſhall heare, when none can interrupt. Franciſco, henceforth know your vertuous wife, & prize her as a jewell: I have heard the world ſpeake well of her, and thoſe unmatch'd wiſh they may have your fortunes. Lodwicke where's the dumbe ſhew you promis'd me. Even ready my Lord; but may be cald a motion: for puppits wil ſpeak but ſuch corrupt language, you'le never underſtand without an interpreter, or a ſhort plot; which I have drawn thus—Now the motion followes. What not divulge: yes, yes, I will divulge. The jealous Doctor: I have him. Doe me right, ſweet Duke, doe me right.