The Tragedy of Charles Duke of Byron · chunk 6 of 37
Chapman, George · published 1608 · first performed or written 1608 [1607-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 502 words
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My Lord, my purpose is to guard all these, So safely from the sight of any other: That in my doublet I will have them sowed; Without discovering them to mine own eyes, Till need, or opportunity requires. You shall do well my Lord, they are of weight; But I am doubtful; that his conscience Will make him so suspicious of the worst, That he will hardly be induced to come. I much should doubt that to, but that I hope The strength of his conspiracy, as yet Is not so ready, that he dare presume, By his refusal to make known so much Of his disloyalty. I yet conceive; His practises are turned to no bad end, And good Laffin, I pray you wright to him, To hasten his repair: and make him sure, That you have satisfied me to the full. For all his actions, and have uttered nought, But what might serve to banish bad impressions. I will not fail my Lord. Convey your letters; By some choice friend of his: or by his brother: And for a third excitement to his presence; Ianin, yourself shall go, and with the power That both the rest employ to make him come, Use you the strength of your persuasions. I will my Lord, and hope I shall present him. willt please your Majesty to take your place, The Mask is coming. Room my Lords, stand close. My Lord, these nymphs, part of the scattered train, Of friendless virtue (living in the woods Of shady Arden: and of late not hearing The dreadful sounds of War; but that sweet Peace, Was by your valour lifted from her grave, Set on your royal right hand: and all virtues Summoned with honour, and with rich rewards, To be her handmaids): These I say, the virtues, Have put their heads out of their Caves and Coverts, To be her true attendants in your Court: In which desire, I must relate a tale, Of kind and worthy emulation, Twixt these two Virtues, leaders of the train. This on the right hand is Sophrosyne, Or Chastity: this other Dapsyle Or Liberality: their Emulation Begat a jar, which thus was reconciled. ay, (having left my Goddess mother's lap, To hawk, and shoot at Birds in Arden groves,) Beheld this Princely Nymph, with much affection, Left killing Birds, and turned into a Bird, Like which I flew betwixt her ivory breasts, As if I had been driven by some hawk, To sue to her for safety of my life; She smiled at first, and sweetly shadowed me, With soft protection of her silver hand; Sometimes she tied my legs in her rich hair, And made me (past my nature, liberty) Proud of my fetters: As I pertly sat, On the white pillows of her naked breasts, I sung for joy; she answered note for note, Relish for relish, with such ease and Art, In her divine division, that my tunes, Showed like the God of Shepherds to the Suns,
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My Lord, my purpose is to guard all these, So safely from the sight of any other: That in my doublet I will haue them sow'd; Without discouering them to mine owne eies, Till neede, or opportunitie requires. You shall do well my Lord, they are of weight; But I am doubtfull; that his conscience Will make him so suspitious of the worst, That he will hardly be induc't to come. I much should doubt that to, but that I hope The strength of his conspiracie, as yet Is not so readie, that he dare presume, By his refusall to make knowne so much Of his disloialtie. I yet conceiue; His practises are turnd to no bad end, And good Laffin, I pray you wright to him, To hasten his repaire: and make him sure, That you haue satisfied me to the full. For all his actions, and haue vtterd nought, But what might serue to banish bad impressions. I will not faile my Lord. Conuae your letters; By some choice friend of his: or by his brother: And for a third excitement to his presence; Ianin, your selfe shall goe, and with the powre That both the rest employ to make him come, Vse you the strength of your perswasions. I will my Lord, and hope I shall present him. Wilt please your Maiestie to take your place, The Maske is comming. Roome my Lords, stand close. My Lord, these Nimphs, part of the scatterd traine, Of friendlesse vertue (liuing in the woods Of shady Arden: and of late not hearing The dreadfull sounds of Warre; but that sweete Peace, Was by your valure lifted from her graue, Set on your royall right hand: and all vertues Summond with honor, and with rich rewards, To be her hand-maides): These I say, the vertues, Haue put their heads out of their Caues and Couerts, To be her true attendants in your Court: In which desire, I must relate a tale, Of kinde and worthy emulation, Twixt these two Vertues, leaders of the traine. This on the right hand is Sophrosyne, Or Chastitie: this other Dapsyle Or Liberalitie: their Emulation Begat a iarre, which thus was reconcil'd. I, (hauing left my Goddesse mothers lap, To hawlke, and shoote at Birds in Arden groues,) Beheld this Princely Nimph▪ with much affection, Left killing Birds, and turn'd into a Birde, Like which I flew betwixt her Iuory brests, As if I had beene driuen by some Hawlke, To sue to her for saftety of my life; She smilde at first, and sweetly shadowd me, With soft protection of her siluer hand; Some-times she tyed my legges in her rich hayre, And made me (past my nature, libertie) Proud of my fetters: As I pertly sat, On the white pillowes of her naked brests, I sung for ioy; she answered note for note, Relish for relish, with such ease and Arte, In her diuine diuision, that my tunes, Showd like the God of Shepheards to the Sunnes,