Cynthia's Revels, or The Fountain of Self-Love · chunk 42 of 66
Jonson, Ben · published 1616 · first performed or written 1600 [1600-1601] (Annals) satire · Children of the Chapel (second) unassigned nearest T49 Wooing a mistress: suitors, go-betweens · 488 words
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Yes. What luck is this, that our revels are dashed? Now was I be beginning to glister, i' the very high way of preferment. And CYNTHIA had but seen me dance a strain, or do but one trick, I had been kept in court, I should never have needed to look towards my friends again. Contain yourself. You were a fortunate young man, if you knew your own good: which I have now projected, and will presently multiply upon you. Beauties, and Valours, your vouchsafed applause to a motion. the humorous CYNTHIA hath, for this night, withdrawn the light of your delight— 'tis true AMORPHUS, what may we do to redeem it? Redeem that we cannot, but, to create a new flame, is in our power. Here is a gentleman my scholar, whom (for some private reasons me specially moving) I am covetous to gratify with title of Master, in the noble, and subtle science of Courtship: For which grace, he shall this night in court, and in the long gallery, hold his public Act, by open challenge, to all Masters of the mystery whatsoever, to play at the four choice, and principal weapons thereof, viz. the bare Accost, the better Regard, the solemn Address, and the perfect Close. What say you? Excellent, excellent, AMORPHUS. Well, let us then take our time by the forehead: I will instantly have bills drawn, and advanced in every angle of the court. Sir, betray not your too much joy. ANAIDES, we must mix this gentleman with you in acquaintance, Monsieur ASOTVS. I am easily entreated to grace any of your friends, AMORPHUS. Sir, and his friends shall likewise grace you, sir. Nay, I begin to know myself, now. O, you must continue your bounties. Must I? why, I'll give him this ruby on my finger. Do you hear, sir? I do heartily with your acquaintance, and I partly know myself worthy of it; please you, sir, to accept this poor ruby, in a ring, sir. The poesy is of my own device. Let this blush for me, sir. So it must for me, too. For I am not ashamed to take it. Sweet man! by my troth, master, I love you, will you love me, too? for my ants sake? I'll wait well, you shall see. I'll still be here. Would I might never stir, but you are a fine man in these clothes, Master, shall I have 'em, when you have done with them? As for that, MORUS, thou shalt see more hereafter: in the mean time, by this air, or by this feather, I'll do as much for thee, as any gallant shall do for his page, whatsoever, in this court, corner of the world, or kingdom. I wonder, this gentleman should affect to keep a fool! methinks, he makes sport enough with himself. Well, PROSAITES, 'twere good you did wait closer. ay, I'll look to it; 'tis time.
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Yes. What lucke is this, that our reuels are dasht? Now was I beginning to glister, i' the very high way of preferment. And CYNTHIA had but seene me dance a straine, or doe but one trick, I had beene kept in court, I should neuer haue needed to looke towards my friends againe. Containe your selfe. You were a fortunate yong man, if you knew your owne good: which I haue now proiected, and will presently multiply vpon you. Beauties, and Valors, your vouchsaf'd applause to a motion. the humorous CYNTHIA hath, for this night, with-drawne the light of your de-light— Tis true AMORPHVS, what may we doe to redeeme it? Redeeme that we cannot, but, to create a new flame, is in our power. Here is a gentleman my scholer, whom (for some priuate reasons me specially mouing) I am couetous to gratifie with title of Master, in the noble, and subtile science of Courtship: For which grace, he shall this night in court, and in the long gallery, hold his publique Act, by open challenge, to all Masters of the mysterie whatsoeuer, to play at the foure choice, and principall weapons thereof, viz. the bare Accost, the better Regard, the solemne Addresse, and the perfect Close. What say you? Excellent, excellent, AMORPHVS. Well, let vs then take our time by the fore-head: I will instantly haue bills drawne, and aduanc'd in euery angle of the court. Sir, betray not your too much ioy. ANAIDES, wee must mixe this gentleman with you in acquaintance, Monsieur ASOTVS. I am easily intreated to grace any of your friends, AMORPHVS. Sir, and his friends shall likewise grace you, sir. Nay, I begin to know my selfe, now. O, you must continue your bounties. Must I? why, I'le giue him this ruby on my finger. Doe you heare, sir? I doe heartily with your acquaintance, and I partly know my selfe worthy of it; please you, sir, to accept this poore ruby, in a ring, sir. The poesie is of my owne deuice. Let this blush for me, sir. So it must for me, too. For I am not asham'd to take it. Sweet man! by my troth, master, I loue you, will you loue me, too? for my aunts sake? Ile waite well, you shall see. Ile still bee here. Would I might neuer stirre, but you are a fine man in these clothes, Master, shall I haue 'hem, when you haue done with them? As for that, MORVS, thou shalt see more hereafter: in the meane time, by this aire, or by this feather, Ile doe as much for thee, as any gallant shall doe for his page, whatsoeuer, in this court, corner of the world, or kingdome. I wonder, this gentleman should affect to keepe a foole! mee thinkes, he makes sport enough with himselfe. Well, PROSAITES, 'twere good you did waite closer. I, Ile looke to it; 'tis time.