Mason, John · published 1610 · first performed or written 1607 [1607-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Children of the King's Revels unassigned nearest T35 Fools, wit and railing · 502 words
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I take it that it comes of the Latin word posse to make a man able: and that's the reason ever after eating them, men desire to make experience of their forces. I rather conceive it comes of the word pono of putting together, for that your possets are the usual means of congregating, putting and combining your Court creatures together. And that may well be: for I remember that reverent pedagogue William Lily, brings in gigno, pono, cano, one in the neck of another, gigno to beget, pono to put in, and cano to sing. That Lily was a beastly knave to put pono behind gigno there is no music in it: but all this time we miss not signor Bordello, it hath not be his custom to be absent where his chops might have had employment. You speak of the days of hunger, when the slave was a stranger in the land of Havilah: but the word is retrograde: the last age is a golden age with him. See where the son of Saturn appears. 'sfoot I thought the Dogfish had been baiting Cerberus ere this time. Ladies did you not see a spirit pass this way? Thou seest we are feeding the flesh man, what dost thou talk of the spirit? Without jest a mere Ghost, standing bolt upright at Timocleas chamber, so nigh Court Incubus on my life. Were you not much terrified signor with the apparition? How: terrified? I no sooner beheld it, but drawing my better parts together Help, help! fear and suspicion, two night-waking charms, Banish all sleep, suggesting in my thoughts, Falsehood and treason: I am slow and dull, Descending like the earth: yet I know not what Pricks like the thorn of Philomel at my breast: And tells me there is danger in my rest. Sometime I think of Iulia: and that thought Presents her loves in a living shape. When not remembering death, I open my arms, To tie a Gordian knot about her waste And bid her welcome: but that empty clasp, Deluding my false hopes with nought but air, Makes my blood angry, and doth turn my passion To seek a subject fit for my revenge: And then I ever think of Borgias. As if my love were wronged by Borgias. What means these sudden tumults in mine ears? Save me eternal guard of innocence: Treason, treason, villain thou shalt buy my blood. O spare me. Distraction of my brain, what shape art thou? Julia Iulia: hah: stay 'tis gone: did I see? Or did my fear and fancy frame this form? Villain thou art some instrument of falsehood Confess thy treason. You are secure: that shape that named your love Pursued me through the court, till for my rescue Fear made me use this violence at your chamber. O I am slain, and die a causeless death, I near lived false to thee: all thou hast gained Is that my soul dies clear and leaves thine stained. He dies.
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I take it that it comes of the Latin word posse to make a man able: and that's the reason euer after eating them, men desire to make experience of their forces. I rather conceaue it comes of the word pono of putting together, for that your possets are the vsuall meanes of congregating, putting and combining your Court creatures together. And that may well be: for I remember that reuerent pedagoge William Lilly, brings in gigno, pono, can, one in the necke of another, gigno to beget, pono to put in, and cano to sing. That Lilly was a beastly knaue to put pono behind gigno there is no musique in it: but all this time we misse not Signior Bordello, it hath not be his custome to be absent where his chops might haue had imployment. You speake of the dayes of hunger, when the slaue was a straunger in the land of Hauilah: but the word is retrograde: the last age is a golden age with him. See where the sonne of Saturne appeares. Soot I thought the Dog-fish had bene bayting Cerberus ere this time. Ladies did you not see a spirit passe this way? Thou seest we are feeding the flesh man, what doost thou talke of the spirit? Without iest a meere Ghost, standing bolt vpright at Timocleas chamber, so nye Court Incubus on my life. Were you not much terrified Signior with the apparition? How: terrefied? I no sooner beheld it, but drawing my better parts together Helpe, helpe! FEare and suspition, two night-waking charmes, Banish all sleepe, suggesting in my thoughts, Falsehood and treason: I am slow and dull, Discending like the earth: yet I know not what Prickes like the thorne of Philmel at my breast: And tels me ther is daunger in my rest. Sometime I thinke of Iulia: and that thought Presents her loues in a liuing shape. When not remembring death, I ope my armes, To tye a Gordian knot about her waste And bid her welcome: but that empty claspe, Deluding my false hopes with nought but ayre, Makes my blood angry, and doth turne my passion To seeke a subiect fit for my reuenge: And then I euer thinke of Borgias. As if my loue were wrongd by Borgias. What meanes these suddaine tumults in mine eares? Saue me eternall guard of innocence: Treason, treason, villaine thou shalt buy my blood. O spare me. Distraction of my braine, what shape art thou? Iulia Iulia: hah: stay tis gone: did I see? Or did my feare and fancy frame this forme? Villaine thou art some instrument of falshood Confesse thy treason. You are secure: that shape that nam'd your loue Pursued me through the court, till for my rescue Feare made me vse this violence at your chamber. O I am slaine, and dye a causeles death, I nere liud false to thee: all thou hast gaind Is that my soule dyes cleare and leaues thine staind. He dyes.