Marston, John · published 1606 · first performed or written 1604 (Annals) comedy · Children of the Queen's Revels · Blackfriars T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.79 · 495 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
What grave Urbin's Duke, dares folly's sceptre touch his prudent shoulders, is he a Coxcomb, no, My Lord is wise, for we all know that Urbine's Duke has eyes. God a mercy Fawn, hold varlet, hold thee good Fawn railing reprobate? Indeed I must confess, your grace did tell, And first did intimate your daughter's love, To otherwise most cold Tiberio, After conveyed her private favour to him, A curious scarf, wherein her needle wrought, Her private love to him. What I do this? ha. And last by her persuasion showed the youth, The very way and best elected time, To come unto her chamber. Thus did I sir? Thus did you sir, but I must confess, You meant not to do this, but were rankly gulled, Made a plain natural. This sure sir you did. And in assurance Prince Tiberio, Renowned, witted, Dulcimel appear, The acts of constant honour cannot fear. Royally wise, and wisely royal father. That's sententious now, a figure called in art Ironia. I humbly thank your worthy piety, that through your only means I have obtained so fit, loving & desired a husband. Death, a discretion, if I should prove a fool now am not I an Ass, think you, ha? I will have them both bound together, and sent to the Duke of Ferrara presently. I am sure good Father we are both bound together as fast as the Priest can make us already, I thank you for it kind father, I thank you only for't. And as for sending them to the Duke of Ferrara, See my good Lord, Ferrara's o'erjoyed prince, meets then in fullest wish. By the Lord I am ashamed of myself, that's the plain troth, but I know now wherefore this Parliament was: what a slumber have I been in? Never grieve or wonder, all things sweetly fit. There is no folly to protested wit. What still in wondering, ignorance doth rest, In private conference, your dear loved breast, Shall fully take. But now we change our face. And thus in bold, yet modest phrase we end, He whose Thalia with swiftest hand hath penned, This lighter subject, and hath boldly torn, Fresh bays from Daphne's arm, doth only scorn, Malicious censures of some envious few, Who think they lose if others have their due. But let such Adders hiss, know all the sting, All the vain some of all those snakes that rings Minerva's glassful shield can never taint, Poison or pierce, firm art disdains to faint, But yet of you that with impartial faces, With no prepared malice, but with graces, Of sober knowledge, have surveyed the frame, Of his sleight scene, if you shall judge his flame, Distemperately, weak, as faulty much, In style, in plot, in spirit, lo if such He deigns in self accusing phrase to crave, For praise but pardon which he hopes to have. Since he protests he ever hath aspired, To be beloved, rather than admire.
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What graue Vrbins Duke, dares Follies scepter touch his prudent shoulders, is he a Coxcombe, no, My Lord is wise, for wee all know that Vrbines Duke has eyes. God a mercy Fawne, hold varlet, hold thee good Fawne rayling reprobate? Indeed I must confesse, your grace did tell, And first did intimate your daughters loue, To otherwise most cold Tiberio, After conuaide her priuate fauour to him, A curious skarfe, wherein her needle wrought, Her priuate loue to him. What I do this? ha. And last by her perswasion shewde the youth, The very way and best elected time, To come vnto her chamber. Thus did I sir? Thus did you sir, but I must confesse, You ment not to doe this, but were ranckly gulde, Made a plaine naturall. This sure sir you did. And in assurance Prince Tiberio, Renowmed, witted, Dulcimel appeare, The acts of constant honor cannot feare. Royally wise, and wisely royall father. Thats sententious now, a figure calde in art Ironia. I humbly thanke your worthy piety, that through your only means I haue obtained so fit, louing & desired a husband. Death, a discretiō, if I should proue a foole now am not I an Asse, thinke you, ha? I will haue them both boūd together, and sent to the Duke of Ferrara presently. I am sure good Father wee are both bound together as fast as the Priest can make vs already, I thanke you for it kind father, I thanke you onely for't. And as for sending them to the Duke of Ferrara, See my good Lord, Ferraraes ore ioid prince, meetes thē in fullest wish. By the Lord I am ashamde of my selfe, that's the plain troth, but I know now wherefore this Parliament was: what a slumber haue I been in? Neuer grieue or wonder, all things sweetely fitte. There is no folly to protested wit. What still in wondring, ignorance doth rest, In priuate conference, your deare lou'd brest, Shall fully take. But now we change our face. And thus in bolde, yet modest phrase we end, He whose Thalia with swiftest hand hath pend, This lighter subiect, and hath boldly torne, Fresh bayes from Daphnes arme, doth onely scorne, Malitious censures of some enuious few, Who thinke they loose if others haue their due. But let such Addars hisse, know all the sting, All the vaine some of all those snakes that ringes Mineruas glassefull shield can neuer taint, Poyson or pierce, firme art disdaines to faint, But yet of you that with impartiall faces, With no prepared malice, but with graces, Of sober knowledge, haue suruaide the frame, Of his sleight scene, if you shall iudge his flame, Distemperately, weake, as faulty much, In stile, in plot, in spirit, loe if such He daines in selfe accusing phrase to craue, For prayse but pardon which he hopes to haue. Since he protests he euer hath aspirde, To be beloude, rather then admirde.