Marston, John · published 1602 · first performed or written 1602 (Annals) comedy · Children of Paul's (second) T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.75 · 555 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
I seize that breath. Stand not amazed, great states: I rise from death, that never lived till now. Piero, keep thy vow, and I enjoy More unexpressed height of happiness, Than power of thought can reach: if not, lo here There stands my tomb, and here a pleasing stage: Most wished spectators of my Tragedy, To this end have I feigned, that her fair eye, For whom I lived, might bless me ere I die. Mell, Can breath depaint my unconceived thoughts? Can words describe my infinite delight, Of seeing thee, my Lord Antonio? O no; conceit, breath, passion, words be dumb, Whilst I instill the dew of my sweet bliss, In the soft pressure of a melting kiss; Sic, sic juuat ire sub umbras. Fair son (now I'll be proud to call thee son) Enjoy me thus; my very breast is thine: Possess me freely, I am wholly thine. Dear father. Sweet son, sweet son; I can speak no more: My joys passion flows above the shore, And chokes the current of my speech. Young Florence prince, to you my lips must beg, For a remittance of your interest. In your fair daughter, with all my thought, So help me faith, the naked truth I'll unfold; He that was near hot, will soon be cold. No man else makes claim unto her. The valiant speak truth in brief: no Truly, for sir Ieffrey Balurdo, he disclaims to have had any thing in her, Then here I give her to Antonio. Royal, valiant, most respected prince, Let's clip our hands; I'll thus observe my vow; I promised twenty thousand double Pistolets, With the endearing to my dearest love, To him that brought thy head; thine be the gold, To solemnize our houses unity: My love be thine, the all I have be thine. Fill us fresh wine, the form we'll take by this: we'll drink a health, while they two sip a kiss. Now, there remains no discord that can sound Harsh accents to the ear of our accord: So please your niece to match. Troth uncle, when my sweet fac't cuz hath told me how she likes the thing, called wedlock; may be I'll take a survey of the checkroll of my servants; & he that hath the best parts of, I'll prick him down for my husband. For passion of love now, remember me to my mistress, Lady Rossaline, when she is pricking down the good parts of her servants. As I am true knight, I grow stiff: I shall carry it. I will. Sound Lydian wires, once make a pleasing note, On Nectar streams of your sweet airs, to float. Here ends the comic crosses of true love: Oh may the passage most successful prove. GEntlemen, though I remain an armed Epilogue, I stand not as a peremptory challenger of desert, either for him that composed the Comedy, or for us that acted it: but a most submissive suppliant for both. What imperfection you have seen in us, leave with us, & we'll amend it; what hath pleased you, take with you, & cherish it. You shall not be more ready to embrace any thing commendable, than we will endeavour to amend all things reprovable. What we are, is by your favour. What we shall be, rests all in your applausive encouragements.
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I seize that breath. Stād not amaz'd, great states: I rise from death, that neuer liu'd till now. Piero, keepe thy vowe, and I enioy More vnexpressed height of happinesse, Then power of thought can reach: if not, loe here There stands my toumbe, and here a pleasing stage: Most wisht spectators of my Tragedie, To this end haue I fain'd, that her faire eye, For whome I liu'd, might blesse me ere I die. Mell, Can breath depaint my vncōceiued thoughts? Can words describe my infinite delight, Of seeing thee, my Lord Antonio? O no; conceipt, breath, passion, words be dumbe, Whil'st I instill the deawe of my sweete blisse, In the soft pressure of a melting kisse; Sic, sic iuuat ire sub vmbras. Faire sonne (now Ile be proud to call thee sonne) Enioy me thus; my verie breast is thine: Possesse me freely, I am wholly thine. Deare father▪ Sweet son, sweet son; I can speake no more: My ioyes passion flowes aboue the shoare, And choakes the current of my speach. Young Florence prince, to you my lips must beg, For a remittance of your interest. In your faire daughter, with all my thought, So helpe me faith, the naked truth Ile vnfold; He that was nere hot, will soone be cold. No man els makes claime vnto her. The valiant speake truth in briefe: no Trulie, for sir Ieffrey Balurdo, he disclaimes to haue had anie thing in her, Then here I giue her to Antonio. Royall, valiant, most respected prince, Let's clippe our hands; Ile thus obserue my vowe; I promis'd twentie thousand double Pistolets, With the indeering to my dearest loue, To him that brought thy head; thine be the golde, To solemnize our houses vnitie: My loue be thine, the all I haue be thine. Fill vs fresh wine, the forme weele take by this: Weele drinke a health, while they two sip a kisse. Now, there remaines no discord that can sound Harsh accents to the eare of our accord: So please your neece to match. Troth vncle, when my sweet fac't cuz hath tolde me how she likes the thing, call'd wedlock; may be Ile take a suruey of the checkroll of my seruants; & he that hath the best parts of, Ile pricke him downe for my husband. For passion of loue now, remember me to my mistresse, Lady Rossaline, when she is pricking down the good parts of her seruants. As I am true knight, I grow stiffe: I shall carry it. I will. Sound Lidian wires, once make a pleasing note, On Nectar streames of your sweete ayres, to flote. Here ends the comick crosses of true loue: Oh may the passage most succesfull proue. GEntlemen, though I remaine an armed Epilogue, I stand not as a peremptory chalenger of desert, either for him that composed the Comedy, or for vs that acted it: but a most submissiue supplyant for both. What imperfection you haue seene in vs, leaue with vs, & weele amend it; what hath pleased you, take with you, & cherish it. You shall not be more ready to embrace any thing cōmendable, then we will endeauour to amend all things reproueable. What we are, is by your fauour. What we shall be, rests all in your applausiue incouragements.