Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1615 · first performed or written 1608 [c.1607-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Children of the Queen's Revels unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 469 words
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What did you with her then so long Leucip? I'll tell you Sir: You see she's beautiful. I see it well. Moved by her face, I came with lustful thoughts, Which was a fault in me: But telling truth, something more pardonable, (And for the world I will not lie to you:) Proud of myself, I thought a PRINCE's name Had power to blow'em down flat of their backs; But here I found a Rock not to be shook: For as I hope for good Sir, all the battery That I could lay to her, or of my person, My greatness, or gold, could nothing move her. 'tis very strange, being so young and fair. she's almost thirty Sir. How do you know her age so just? She told it me herself Once when she went about to show by reason I should leave wooing her. She stains the ripest Virgins of the age. If I had sinned with her, I would be loath To publish her disgrace: but by my life I would have told it you, because I think You would have pardoned me the rather: And I will tell you father: By this light Sir, (But that I never will bestow myself But to your liking) it she now would have me, I now would marry her. How's that Leucippus! Sir, will you pardon me one fault, which yet I have not done, but had a will to do, and I will tell it? Be't what it will, I pardon thee. I offered marriage to her. Did she refuse it? With that earnestness, and almost scorn To think of any other after her lost Mate, that she Made methink myself unworthy of her. You have stayed too long Leucippus. Yes Sir, forgive me heaven, what multitudes Of oaths have I bestowed on lies, and yet they were officious lies, there was no malice in 'em. She is the fairest creature that ever I beheld; And then so chaste, 'tis wonderful! the more I look On her, the more I am amazed. I have long thought of a wife, and one I would have Had, but that I was afraid to meet a woman That might abuse my age: but here she is Whom I may trust too; of a chastity Impregnable, and approved so by my son: The means of her birth will still preserve her In due obedience; and her beauty is Of force enough to pull me back to youth. My son once sent away, whose rivalship I have just cause to fear, if power, or gold, Or wit, can win her to me, she is mine. Nephew Ismenus, I have new intelligence, Your Province is unquiet still. I'm glad on't. And so dangerously, that I must send the prince in person with you.
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What did you with her then so long Leucip? Ile tell you Sir: You see shee's beautifull. I see it well. Moou'd by her face, I came with lustfull thoughts, Which was a fault in me: But telling ttuth, something more pardonable, (And for the world I will not lye to you:) Proud of my selfe, I thought a Princes name Had power to blow'em downe flat of their backs; But here I found a Rocke not to be shooke: For as I hope for good Sir, all the battery That I could lay to her, or of my person, My greatnes, or gold, could nothing mooue her. Tis very strange, being so young and fayre. Shee's almost thirtie Sir. How doe you know her age so iust? She told it me her selfe Once when she went about to shew by reason I should leaue wooing her. She staines the ripest Virgins of the age. If I had sinn'd with her, I would be loth To publish her disgrace: but by my life I would haue told it you, because I thinke You would haue pardond me the rather: And I will tell you father: By this light Sir, (But that I neuer will bestow my selfe But to your liking) it she now would haue me, I now would marry her. How's that Leucippus! Sir, will you pardon me one fault, which yet I haue not done, but had a will to doe, and I will tel it? Bee't what it will, I pardon thee. I offerd marriage to her. Did she refuse it? With that earnestnes, and almost scorne To thinke of any other after her lost Mate, that she Made me thinke my selfe vnworthy of her. You haue stayd too long Leucippus. Yes Sir, forgiue me heauen, what multitudes Of oathes haue I bestowd on lyes, and yet they were officious lyes, there was no malice in 'em. She is the fayrest creature that euer I beheld; And then so chaste, tis wonderfull! the more I looke On her, the more I am amaz'd. I haue long thought of a wife, and one I would haue Had, but that I was afraid to meete a woman That might abuse my age: but here she is Whom I may trust too; of a chastitie Impregnable, and approued so by my sonne: The meanes of her byrth will still preserue her In due obedience; and her beauty is Of force enough to pull me backe to youth. My sonne once sent away, whose riuall-shippe I haue iust cause to feare, if power, or gold, Or wit, can win her to me, she is mine. Nephew Ismenus, I haue new intelligence, Your Prouince is vnquiet still. Ime glad ont. And so dangerously, that I must send the Pirnce in person with you.