Rutter, Joseph / Desfontaines, Nicolas-Marc · published 1640 · first performed or written 1638 [1637-1639] (Annals) not in BritDrama unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 474 words
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Some such thing I heard, but have forgotten, my Cimena Calls back my thoughts and fixes them on her; Beside she loved the Cid, and for his sake Betrayed her Country and her brother. True, She did, but not for him: had you great sir, But heard the story of her love, and how It grew up in her fancy, since the time The King her father mentioned first your name To her yet infant apprehension, And gave your picture to her, you would say Love entering by degrees, gathers his strength From small beginnings, but makes sure his hold. In fine, your Majesty has been the object, For whom she has despised the Prince Spheranti. Endured her brother's fury, and at length To colour her desires, made the occasion Of Roderigo's being there, the means To bring her to your Court, and acted that Unto the Cid, she truly meant to you: Feigned love is often better showed then true. I must confess myself a debtor to her, But yet Cimena is my choice, the Princess Consulted well for her own modesty, And no less for her good, when she made you Her speaker, I shall think on't: call Don Diego, My sister and Seriffa, to them all I have to say, Entreat the fair but cruel. Cimena come, and Roderigo too. I shall dispose of them: how unhappy Are Princes that must love by others' reason, And not their own affections, this Princess Is fair and loves me, so is my Cimena, But she abhors me; should I sacrifice To fame, Seriffa must be mine, but if To love, Cimena; one of these I'm led to By reason, to the other forced by love: Must a Prince suffer violence? he must Or else imprison them that offer it, (His wild desires) there being no other course, But to submit to reason or to force. BUt here they are: sister, I am resolved This day to see you married, and to make Your joy more perfect, I shall give you leave To choose your husband: the Prince of Toledo Courts you with such a love as nought can equal But his perfections, which you must honour, As well as he your beauty: yet Roderigo Is for himself so much to be considered, That we can hardly find a Mistress for him, Which may deserve his virtues; both of them Outweigh your merits, yet since equally They make an offer of their service to you, Declare which is the object of your choice. I cannot, sir, believe myself so happy, As to have either of 'em for my husband: But if they do submit to my desires, Being both equal, I have no election. They both adore you, and on this assurance You may distinguish of their love. How, both. I doubt it much.
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Some ſuch thing I heard, but have forgotten, my Cimena Cals back my thoughts and fixes them on her; Beſide ſhe lov'd the Cid, and for his ſake Betray'd her Country and her brother. True, She did, but not for him: had you great ſir, But heard the ſtory of her love, and how It grew up in her fancy, ſince the time The King her father mention'd firſt your name To her yet infant apprehenſion, And gave your picture to her, you would ſay Love entring by degrees, gathers his ſtrength From ſmall beginnings, but makes ſure his hold. In fine, your Majeſtie has been the object, For whom ſhe has deſpis'd the Prince Spheranti. Endur'd her brothers fury, and at length To colour her deſires, made the occaſion Of Roderigo's being there, the means To bring her to your Court, and acted that Unto the Cid, ſhe truly meant to you: Feigned love is often better ſhew'd then true. I muſt confeſſe my ſelf a debtor to her, But yet Cimena is my choice, the Princeſſe Conſulted well for her own modeſtie, And no leſſe for her good, when ſhe made you Her ſpeaker, I ſhall think on't: call Don Diego, My ſiſter and Seriffa, to them all I have to ſay, Intreat the faire but cruell. Cimena come, and Roderigo too. I ſhall diſpoſe of them: how unhappy Are Princes that muſt love by others reaſon, And not their own affections, this Princeſſe Is faire and loves me, ſo is my Cimena, But ſhe abhors me; ſhould I ſacrifice To fame, Seriffa muſt be mine, but if To love, Cimena; one of theſe I'me led to By reaſon, to the other forc'd by love: Muſt a Prince ſuffer violence? he muſt Or elſe impriſon them that offer it, (His wilde deſires) there being no other courſe, But to ſubmit to reaſon or to force. BUt here they are▪ ſiſter, I am reſolv'd This day to ſee you married, and to make Your joy more perfect, I ſhall give you leave To chooſe your husband: the Prince of Toledo Courts you with ſuch a love as nought can equall But his perfections, which you muſt honour, As well as he your beauty: yet Roderigo Is for himſelf ſo much to be conſidered, That we can hardly finde a Miſtris for him, Which may deſerve his vertues; both of them Out-weigh your merits, yet ſince equally They make an offer of their ſervice to you, Declare which is the object of your choice. I cannot, ſir, believe my ſelf ſo happy, As to have either of em for my husband: But if they do ſubmit to my deſires, Being both equall, I have no election. They both adore you, and on this aſſurance You may diſtingiſh of their love. How, both. I doubt it much.