Beaumont, Francis / Fletcher, John · published 1619 · first performed or written 1611 (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · Globe T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation typicality 0.91 · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T14: prince, princess, love, king, lord, queen, madam, grace, lady, life.
O my Lord, The kindest words, I'll keep 'em whilst I live Here in my bosom; there's no art in 'em, They lie disordered in this paper, Just As hearty Nature speaks 'em. And to me He writes, what tears of joy he shed to hear How you were grown in every virtuous way, And yields all thanks to me, for that dear care Which I was bound to have in training you: There is no Princes living that enjoys A Brother of that worth. My Lord, no Maid longs more for any thing, or feels more heat and cold within her breast, than I do now, In hope to see him. Yet I wonder much at this, he writes he brings along with him a husband for you, that same Captive Prince; And if he love you as he makes a show, He will allow you freedom in your choice. And so he will my Lord, I warrant you He will but offer, and give me the power To take, or leave. Trust me, were I a Lady I could not like That man were bargained with before I choose him. But I am not built on such wild humours, If I find time worthy, he is not less, Because he's offered. 'tis true, he is not, would he would seem less: I think there is no Lady can affect Another Prince, your Brother standing by; He does eclipse men's virtues so with this. I know a Lady may, and more I fear Another Lady will. Would I might see him: Why so you shall: my businesses are great, I will attend you when it is his pleasure To see you Madam. I thank you good my Lord. You will be ready Madam: Yes. I do beseech you Madam send away Your other women, and receive from me A few sad words, which set against your joys, May make 'em shine the more. Sirs leave me all. I kneel a stranger here to beg a thing Unfit for me to ask, and you to grant, 'tis such another strange ill laid request, As if a beggar should entreat a King To leave his Sceptre and his Throne to him, And take his rags to wander o'er the World Hungry and cold. That were a strange request. As ill is mine. Then do not utter it. Alas, 'tis of that nature, that it must Be uttered, ay, and granted, or I die: I am ashamed to speak it; but where life Lies at the stake, I cannot think her woman, That will not take something unreasonably To hazard saving of it: I shall seem A strange petitioner, that wish all ill To them I beg of, ere they give me aught, Yet so I must: I would you were not fair, Nor wise, for in your ill consists my good: If you were foolish, you would hear my prayer; If foul, you had not power to hinder me: He would not love you.
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O my Lord, The kindeſt words, Ile keepe vm whilſt I liue Here in my boſome; theres no art in vm, They lie diſordred in this paper, Iuſt As hearty Nature ſpeakes vm. And to mee He writes, what teares of ioy he ſhed to heare How you were growne in euery vertuous way, And yeilds all thankes to me, for that deare care Which I was bound to haue in training you: There is no Princes liuing that enioyes A Brother of that worth. My Lord, no Maide longs more for any thing, or feeles more heate and cold within her breſt, then I doe now, In hope to ſee him. Yet I wonder much at this, hee writes he brings along with him a husband for you, that ſame Captiue Prince; And if he loue you as he makes a ſhew, He will allow you freedome in your choiſe. And ſo he will my Lord, I warrant you He will but offer, and giue me the power To take▪ or leaue. Truſt me, were I a Ladie I could not like That man were bargain'd with before I chuſe him. But I am not built on ſuch wild humors, If I find time worthy, he is not leſſe, Becauſe hee▪s offerd. Tis true, he is not, would he would ſeem leſſe: I thinke there is no Ladie can affect Another Prince, your Brother ſtanding by; He does eclipſe mens vertues ſo with this. I know a Lady may, and more I feare Another Lady will. Would I might ſee him: Why ſo you ſhall: my buſineſſes are great, I will attend you when it is his pleaſure To ſee you Madam. I thanke you good my Lord. You will be ready Madam: Yes. I doe beſeech you Madam ſend away Your other women, and receiue from me A few ſad words, which ſet againſt your ioyes, May make vm ſhine the more. Sirs leaue me all. I kneele a ſtranger here to beg a thing Vnfit for me to aske, and you to grant, Tis ſuch another ſtrange ill laid requeſt, As if a beggar ſhould intreat a King To leaue his Scepter and his Throne to him, And take his rags to wander ore the World Hungry and cold. That were a ſtrange requeſt. As ill is mine. Then doe not vtter it. Alas, tis of that nature, that it muſt Be vtterd, I, and granted, or I die: I am aſham'd to ſpeake it; but where life Lies at the ſtake, I cannot thinke her woman, That will not take ſomething vnreaſonably To hazard ſauing of it: I ſhall ſeeme A ſtrange petitioner, that wiſh all ill To them I beg of, ere they giue mee ought, Yet ſo I muſt: I would you were not faire, Nor wiſe, for in your ill conſiſts my good: If you were fooliſh, you would heare my prayer; If foule, you had not power to hinder me: He would not loue you.