Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1619 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · Globe unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 476 words
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why at the taking of a Town. A wench upon my life, a wench Mardonius Gave thee that Jewel. wench, they respect not me, I'm old and rough, and every limb about me, but that which should grows stiffer: lth those businesses I may swear I am truly honest: for I pay justly for what I take, and would be glad to be at a certainty. why do the wenches encroach upon thee? I by this light do they. Didst thou sit at an old rent with 'em? Yes faith. And do they improve themselves? ay, ten shillings to me, every new young fellow they come acquainted with. How canst live on't? Why I think I must petition to you. Thou shalt take 'em up at my price. Your price? I at the king's price. That may be more than I am worth. Is he not merry now? I think not. He is, he is, we'll show ourselves. Bessus I thought you had been in Iberia by this, bad you; half Gobrias will want entertainment for me. An't please your Majesty I have a suit. Is't not lousy Bessus, what be't? I am to carry a Lady with me. Then thou hast two suits. And if I can prefer her to the Lady Panthan your majesties sister, to learn fashions as her friends term it, it will be worth something to me. So many nights lodgings as 'tis thither, will not? I know not that, but gold I shall be sure of. Why thou shalt bid her entertain her from me, so thou wilt resolve me one thing. if I can. Faith 'tis a very disputable question, yet I think thou canst decide it: Your Majesty has a good opinion of my understanding. I have so good an opinion of it: 'tis whether thou be valiant. somebody has traduce me to you: do you see this sword Sir? Yes. If I do not make my backbiters eat it to a knife within this week, say I am not valiant. Health to your Majesty. From Gobrias? Yes Sir. How does he, is he well? In perfect health. Thank thee for thy good news, A trustier servant to his Prince there lives not Then is good Gobrias. The King starts back. His blood goes back as fast: And now it comes again. He altars strangely. The hand of Heaven is on me, be it far From me to struggle; if my secret sins Have pulled this curse upon me, lend me tears. Enough to wash me white, that I may feel A childlike innocence within my breast; Which once performed, O give me leave to stand As fixed as constancy herself, my eyes Set here unmoved, regardless of the World, Though thousand miseries encompass me. This is strange, Sir, how do you? Mardonius my mother: Is she dead?
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vvhy at the taking of a Towne. A vvench vpon my life, a wench Mardonius Gaue thee that Iewel. vvench, they reſect not mee, Ime old and rough, and euery limbe about mee, but that which ſhould growes ſtiffer: lth thoſe buſineſſes I may ſweare I am tuely honeſt: for I pay iuſtly for what I take, and would bee glad to be at a certainty. vvhy doe the wenches incroch vpon thee? I by this light doe they. Didſt thou ſit at an old rent with vm? Ye faith. And doe they imrooue themſelues? I, ten ſhillings to mee, euery new yong fellow they come aequainted with. How canſt liue on't? Why I thinke I muſt petition to you. Thou ſhalt take vm vp at my price. Your price? I at the Kings price. That may be more then I am worth. Is he not merry now? I thinke not. He is, he is, weele ſhew our ſelues. Beſſus I thought you had beene in Iberia by this, bad you hate▪ Gobrias will want entertainment for me. An't pleaſe your Maieſte I haue a ſute. Iſt not lowſie Beſſus, what it? I am to carrie a Lady with me. Then thou haſt two ſutes. And if I can preferre her to the Ladie Panthan your Maieſties ſiſter, to learne faſhions as her friends terme it, it will be worth ſomething to me. So many nights lodgings as tis thither, will not? I know not that, but gold I ſhall be ſure of. Why thou ſhalt bid her entertaine her from mee, ſo thou wilt reſolue me one thing. Jf I can. Faith tis a very diſputable queſtion, yet I thinke thou canſt decide it▪ Your Maieſtie has a good opinion of my vnderſtanding. I haue ſo good an opinion of it: 'tis whether thou be valiant. Some bodie has traduſt me to you: doe you ſee this ſword Sir? Yes. If I doe not make my back-biters eate it to a knife within this weeke, ſay I am not valiant. Health to your Maieſtie. From Gobrias? Yes Sir. How does he, is he well? In perfect health. Thanke thee for thy good newes, A truſtier ſeruant to his Prince there liues not Then is good Gobrias. The King ſtarts backe. His blood goes backe as faſt: And now it comes againe. He alters ſtrangely. The hand of Heauen is on me, be it farre From me to ſtruggle; if my ſecret ſinnes Haue pul'd this curſe vpon me, lend me teares. Enough to waſh me white, that I may feele A childlike innocence within my breſt; Which once perform'd, O giue me leaue to ſtand As fixt as conſtancie her ſelfe, my eyes Set here vnmou'd, regardleſſe of the World, Though thouſand miſeries incompaſſe me. This is ſtrange, Sir, how doe you? Mardonius my mother: Is ſhee dead?