Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1615 · first performed or written 1608 [c.1607-1608] (Annals) tragedy · Children of the Queen's Revels T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.86 · 501 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
I thank you, and will let you know the business: So I may have your helps, never be doubtful, For 'tis so just a cause, and will to you Upon the knowledge, seem so honourable, That I assure myself your willing hearts Will straight be for me in it. If she should prove good now, what wert like? Thunder in Ianuarie, or a good woman, That's stranger than all Afric. It shall not need your wonder, this it is; The Duke you know is old, and rather subject To ease and prayers now, than all those troubles, Cares, and continual watchings, that attend A kingdoms safety, therefore to prevent The fall of such a flourishing Estate As this has ever been, and to put off The murmur of the people that increase Against my government, which the gods knows I only feel the trouble of: I present The prince unto your loves, a Gent. In whom all Excellencies are knit together, All pieces of a true man, let your prayers Win from the Duke half his Vexation, That he may undertake it, whose discretion I must confess, though it be from the Father, Yet now is stronger, and more apt to govern. 'tis not my own desire, but all the Lands I know the weakness of it. Madam, this noble care and love has won us For ever to your lives, we'll to the King, And since your Grace has put it in our mouths, we'll win him with the cunningest words we can. I was never cozened in a woman before, For commonly they are like Apples: If once they bruise They will grow rotten through, and serve for nothing but to assuage swellings. Good Lords delay no time since 'tis your good Pleasures to think my counsel good, & by no means Let the prince know it, whose affections Will stir mainly against it; besides his Father, May hold him dangerous, if it be not carried So that his forward will appear not in it, Go, and be happy. Well, I would not be chronicled as thou Wilt be for a good woman, for all the world. madam, we kiss your hands, and so inspire Nothing but happiness can crown our prayers. And thus she has used me, be't not a good mother? Why killed you her not? The Gods forbid it. 'Slight, if all the women i'th' world were Barren, she had dyde. But 'tis not reason directs thee thus. Then gave I none at all, for all I have in me Directs me: Your Father's in a pretty Rage. Why. Nay, 'tis well, if he know himself, but some of the Nobility have delivered a petition to him: what's in't, I know not, but it has put him to his trumps: he has taken a month's time to answer it and chafes like himself. he's here Ismenus. Set me down Telamon. Leucippus. Sir. Nay good sir be at peace, I dare swear he knew not of it.
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I thanke you, and will let you know the businesse: So I may haue your helpes, neuer be doubtfull, For tis so iust a cause, and will to you Vpon the knowledge, seeme so honourable, That I assure my selfe your willing harts Will strait bee for mee in it. If she should proue good now, what wert like? Thunder in Ianuarie, or a good woman, Thats stranger then all Affricke. It shall not neede your wonder, this it is; The Duke you know is olde, and rather subiect To ease and prayers now, then all those troubles, Cares, and continuall watchings, that attend A Kingdomes safetie, therefore to preuent The fall of such a flourishing Estate As this has euer bene, and to put off The murmure of the people that increase Against my gouernment, which the gods knowes I onely feele the trouble of: I present The prince vnto your loues, a Gent. In whome all Excellencies are knit together, All peeces of a true man, let your prayers Winne from the Duke halfe his Vexation, That he may vndertake it, whose discretion I must confesse, though it be from the Father, Yet now is stronger, and more apte to gouerne. Tis not my owne desire, but all the Lands I know the weaknesse of it. Madam, this noble care and loue has won vs For euer to your liues, weele to the King, And since your Grace has put it in our mouthes, Wecle winne him with the cunningst words we can. I was neuer cousend in a woman before, For commonly they are like Apples: If once they bruse They will growe rotten through, and serue for nothing but to asswage swellings. Good Lords delay no time since tis your good Pleasures to thinke my counsell good, & by no meanes Let the prince knowe it, whose affections Will stirre mainely against it; besides his Father, May hold him dangerous, if it be not carryed So that his forward will apreare not in it, Goe, and be happie. Well, I would not bee Chronikled as thou Wilt be for a good woman, for all the world. Madame, wee kisse your hands, and so inspire Nothing but hapinesse can crowne our prayers. And thus she has vsd me, ist not a good mother? Why killed you her not? The Gods forbid it. S'light, if all the women ithe world were Barren, shee had dyde. But tis not reason directs thee thus. Then gaue I none at all, for all I haue in mee Directs mee: Your Father's in a pretty Rage. Why. Nay, tis well, if hee knowe himselfe, but some of the Nobilitie haue deliuered a petition to him: whats int, I know not, but it has put him to his trumps: hee has taken a months time to answere it and chafes like himfelfe. Hee's here Ismenus. Set me downe Tellamon. Leucippus. Sir. Nay good sir bee at peace, I dare sweare hee knew not of it.