The Trial of Chivalry (This Gallant Cavaliero Dick Bowyer) · chunk 31 of 38
Anonymous · published 1605 · first performed or written 1601 [1599-1604] (Annals) romance · Derby's (Strange's) Men unassigned nearest T32 Rings and jewels as tokens · 484 words
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Content, I hold your counsel for the best: we'll once conclude our sorrows with a jest. Soft, there's a cushen: nay, you must be bare, And hold your hands up, as the manner is. What if I held a book, as if I prayed? 'Twere best of all; and now I think upon't, Here is a book: so, keep your countenance, You must imagine now you are transformed. Yonder she comes, in any case stir not. I fear I have detracted time too long, In my determined service to my Love: But I'll redeem my fault with double care. See where his statue is set up: kind Knight, For ever Katharine will record thy truth. How say you, Madam, is't not very like him? As like, as if it were himself indeed. And would to God my prayers might be heard, That as the Image of Pygmalion once, Life might descend into this senseless stone: But that was feigned, as my desire is fond, Relentless death withholds my Ferdinand; And no entreaty may recover him. In token then I do repent my scorn, That I was cruel to so kind a friend, Thou the presenter of his absent person, Receive these sweets, thy temples be adorned With this fresh garland; thy white ivory hand Boast of this Ring, which if thou wert alive, Should bind our faiths up in a nuptial knot: But for thou canst not be revived again, I'll dwell with thee in death: and as my spirit Mounts to the happy mansion of thy spirit: So to accompany thy shadow here, I'll turn my body to a shadow too; And kneeling thus, confront thy silent looks, With my sad looks: this is the Instrument. Now Ferdinand, behold thy Katharine comes. And she is welcome unto Ferdinand. I'll play the clerk for both, and say Amen. Nay, muse not, Madam, 'tis no senseless Image, But the true essence of your wished Love. I am ashamed to look him in the face. Hide not those splendent lights, hereafter be A constant wife, it shall suffice for me. Heaven cast her off, if Katharine prove not so. Of that no more: now let us haste from hence, To quiet the dissension lately sprung Between your parents, Philip likewise gone, To be revenged on Bourbon's treachery, Perhaps may stand in need of friendly aid: To him and them our vows must next be paid. What Pembroke counsel, we consent unto. Now whilst our Armies wearied with the heat That the bright sun casts from his midday throne, Abstain from bloody intercourse of war, I'll lead thee Philip unto Bourbon's Tent. Roderick, thou highly favourest me in this, And doubt not, if my complot take effect, I'll make thee Duke of Bourbon. Stay your speech, here comes king Lewis. They can not know me, I am so disguised. Follow my counsel, and immediately begin the Battle.
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Content, I hold your counſell for the beſt: Weele once conclude our ſorrowes with a ieſt. Soft, there's a cuſhē: nay, you muſt be bare, And hold your hands vp, as the maner is. What if I held a booke, as if I prayed? 'Twere beſt of all; and now I think vpon't, Here is a booke: ſo, keepe your countenance, You muſt imagine now you are tranſform'd. Yonder ſhe comes, in any caſe ſtir not. I feare I haue detracted time too long, In my determinde ſeruice to my Loue: But Ile redeeme my fault with double care. See where his ſtatue is ſet vp: kind Knight, For euer Katharine will record thy truth. How ſay you, Madam, iſt not very like him? As like, as if it were himſelfe indeed. And would to God my prayers might be heard, That as the Image of Pigmalion once, Life might deſcend into this ſenceleſſe ſtone: But that was faynd, as my deſire is fond, Relentleſſe death withholds my Ferdinand; And no intreaty may recouer him. In token then I doe repent my ſcorne, That I was cruell to ſo kind a friend, Thou the preſenter of his abſent perſon, Receiue theſe ſweets, thy temples be adornd With this freſh garland; thy white Iuory hand Boaſt of this Ring, which if thou wert aliue, Should bind our faythes vp in a nuptiall knot: But for thou canſt not be reuiu'd agayne, Ile dwell with thee in death: and as my ſpirit Mounts to the happy manſion of thy ſpirit: So to accompany thy ſhaddow here, Ile turne my body to a ſhaddow too; And kneeling thus, confront thy ſilent lookes, With my ſad looks: this is the Inſtrument. Now Ferdinand, behold thy Katharine comes. And ſhe is welcome vnto Ferdinand. Ile play the clark for both, and ſay Amen. Nay, muſe not, Madam, tis no ſenceleſſe Image, But the true eſſence of your wiſhed Loue. I am aſham'd to looke him in the face. Hide not thoſe ſplendāt lights, hereafter be A conſtant wife, it ſhall ſuffice for me. Heauen caſt her off, if Katharine proue not ſo. Of that no more: now let vs haſte from hence, To quiet the diſſenſion lately ſprung Betweene your parents, Philip likewiſe gone, To be reueng'd on Burbons trechery, Perhaps may ſtand in need of friendly ayd: To him and them our vowes muſt next be payd. What Pembrook counſels, we cōſent vnto. Now whileſt our Armies wearied with the heat That the bright ſunne caſts from his midday throne, Abſtayne from bloudy entercourſe of warre, Ile lead thee Philip vnto Burbons Tent. Rodoricke, thou highly fauoureſt me in this, And doubt not, if my complot take effect, Ile make thee Duke of Burbon. Stay your ſpeach, heere comes king Lewis. They can not know me, I am ſo diſguiſde. Follow my counſayle, and immediatly begin the Battayle.