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 · 496 words
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Sir, I have no other faith then what I have given, You know your father made me wear these bonds, Which only death can break. My constancy Shall overcome thy stubborness, I know The ground and cause of thy aversion, Thou hast some feeble hope t'enjoy the Cid, But that's without appearance; his own mouth Has ruined it, speak it again Roderigo, Assure her that her hopes but flatter her, Or if thou doffed repent thy courtesy, Deal freely with me, say thy mind is changed, And that thou lov'st her spite of all her rigours. Great sir, my duty here restrains my tongue, It is enough for me that I have told you, You are my King, and I your humble vassal. Though I am so, I will not force my subject To suffer for concealing his desires. Ah sir, cast off all thoughts that may retard The course of your contentments, when a business Concerns the good of such a gracious King, What is the death of one unhappy man? 'twill be a fair employment for my arm, To punish him that's troublesome to his Prince. Well thou hast overcome, thy extreme virtue Shall serve for an example to thy King. See where I am obliged, Madam, Don Sancho, I hope has ta'en these blushes off, I know What right you have to me, and I to you. This should have been your work Don Diego rather Then his that did it, you were privy to All passages between our fathers; but You I say, as all else do, 'tis dangerous To turn the stream of king's affections. Your majesty is gracious, and prevents Excuses from your subjects, I could say No more in my own defence. Here I restore to thee thine own Cimena, (Most perfect lover) Madam, I hope your rigour Is not habitual, he's Roderigo, Who spite of my desires, has always loved And honoured you, do not defer then longer, His and your own contentment, let his love Wracked with so many storms, find here its harbour, He has conquered still abroad, let him not lose At home, but add thy myrtles to his Laurels, And so confirming to him the same faith, Thou gav'st him once, receive him for thy husband. On what shall I resolve? To take my life, If you deny the price of my dear love, For since the hope of that has yet preserved it, They both must fall together, and 'twill be Some satisfaction to have died your lover. Rise, 'tis enough, I am Cimena ever, Thou Roderigo, and I wholly thine. Live happy Lovers then, and taste the pleasures, Which with so many crosses you have purchased: Quit all your cares, and celebrate this day, My Court shall be love's Palace, come fair Princess: youare mine by a double tie of love and duty, Which I shall still preserve, since I am taught To do not what I would; but what I ought.
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Sir, I have no other faith then what I have given, You know your father made me weare theſe bonds, Which only death can break. My conſtancie Shall overcome thy ſtubborneſſe, I know The ground and cauſe of thy averſion, Thou haſt ſome feeble hope t'enjoy the Cid, But that's without apparance; his own mouth Has ruin'd it, ſpeak it again Roderigo, Aſſure her that her hopes but flatter her, Or if thou doft repent thy courteſie, Deal freely with me, ſay thy minde is chang'd, And that thou lov'ſt her ſpight of all her rigors. Great ſir, my duty here reſtrains my tongue, It is enough for me that I have told you, You are my King, and I your humble vaſſall. Though I am ſo, I will not force my ſubject To ſuffer for concealing his deſires. Ah ſir, caſt off all thoughts that may retard The courſe of your contentments, when a buſineſſe Concerns the good of ſuch a gracious King, What is the death of one unhappy man? Twill be a faire employment for my arme, To puniſh him thats troubleſome to his Prince. Well thou haſt overcome, thy extream vertue Shall ſerve for an example to thy King. See where I am oblig'd, Madam, Don Sancho, I hope has tane theſe bluſhes off, I know What right you have to me, and I to you. This ſhould have been your work Don Diego rather Then his that did it, you were privy to All paſſages between our fathers; but You I ſay, as all elſe do, 'tis dangerous To turn the ſtream of Kings affections. Your majeſtie is gracious, and prevents Excuſes from your ſubjects, I could ſay No more in my own defence. Here I reſtore to thee thine own Cimena, (Moſt perfect lover) Madam, I hope your rigour Is not habituall, he's Roderigo, Who ſpight of my deſires, has always lov'd And honour'd you, do not defer then longer, His and your own contentment, let his love Wrack'd with ſo many ſtorms, finde here its harbour, He has conquer'd ſtill abroad, let him not loſe At home, but adde thy Mirtles to his Lawrels, And ſo confirming to him the ſame faith, Thou gav'ſt him once, receive him for thy husband. On what ſhall I reſolve? To take my life, If you denie the price of my deare love, For ſince the hope of that has yet preſerv'd it, They both muſt fall together, and twill be Some ſatisfaction to have dy'd your lover. Riſe, tis enough, I am Cimena ever, Thou Roderigo, and I wholy thine. Live happy Loversthen, and taſte the pleaſures, Which with ſo many croſſes you have purchaſt: Quit all your cares, and celebrate this day, My Court ſhall be Loves Palace, come faire Princeſſe: Y are mine by a double tie of love and dutie, Which I ſhall ſtill preſerve, ſince I am taught To do not what I would; but what I ought.