Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1610 [c.1610-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men unassigned nearest T56 Magic, spells and conjuring · 503 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T56: magic, faustus, charms, charm, conjure, spirits, skill, ho, power, spells.
It is required You do awake your Faith: then, all stand still: On: those that think it is unlawful Business I am about, let them departed. Proceed: No foot shall stir. Music; awake her: Strike: 'Tis time: descend: be Stone no more: approach: Strike all that look upon with marvel: Come: I'll fill your Grave up: stir: nay, come away: Bequeath to Death your numbness: (for from him, Dear Life redeems you) you perceive she stirs: Start not: her Actions shall be holy, as You hear my Spell is lawful: do not shun her, Until you see her dye again; for than You kill her double: Nay, present your Hand: When she was young, you wooed her: now, in age, Is she become the Suitor? Oh, she's warm: If this be Magic, let it be an Art Lawful as Eating. She embraces him. She hangs about his neck, If she pertain to life, let her speak too. I, and make it manifest where she has lived, Or how stolen from the dead? That she is living, Were it but told you, should be hooted at Like an old Tale: but it appears she lives, Though yet she speak not. Mark a little while: Please you to interpose (fair Madam) kneel, And pray your Mother's blessing: turn good Lady, Our Perdita is found. You Gods look down, And from your sacred Viols pour your graces Upon my daughter's head: Tell me (mine own) Where hast thou been preserved? Where lived? How found Thy Father's Court? For thou shalt hear that I Knowing by Paulina, that the Oracle Gave hope thou wast in being, have preserved Myself, to see the issue. There's ttme enough for that, Left they desire (upon this push) to trouble Your joys, with like Relation. Go together You precious winners all: your exultation Partake to every one: I (an old Turtle) Will wing me to some withered bough, and there My Mate (that's never to be found again) Lament, till I am lost. O peace Paulina: Thou shouldst a husband take by my consent, As I by thine a Wife. This is a Match, And made betweene's by Vows. Thou hast found mine, But how, is to be questioned: for I saw her (As I thought) dead: and have (in vain) said many A prayer upon her grave. I'll not seek fair (For him, I partly know his mind) to find thee An honourable husband. Come Camillo, And take her by the hand: whose worth, and honesty Is richly noted: and here justified By Us, a pair of Kings. Let's from this place. What? look upon my Brother: both your pardons, That ere I put between your holy looks My ill suspicion: This your Son-in-law, And Son unto the King, whom heavens directing Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina, Lead us from hence, where we may leisurely Each one demand, and answer to his part Performed in this wide gap of Time, since first We were dissevered: Hastily lead away.
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It is requir'd You doe awake your Faith: then, all ſtand ſtill: On: thoſe that thinke it is vnlawfull Buſineſſe I am about, let them depart. Proceed: No foot ſhall ſtirre. Muſick; awake her: Strike: 'Tis time: deſcend: be Stone no more: approach: Strike all that looke vpon with meruaile: Come: Ile fill your Graue vp: ſtirre: nay, come away: Bequeath to Death your numneſſe: (for from him, Deare Life redeemes you) you perceiue ſhe ſtirres: Start not: her Actions ſhall be holy, as You heare my Spell is lawfull: doe not ſhun her, Vntill you ſee her dye againe; for then You kill her double: Nay, preſent your Hand: When ſhe was young, you woo'd her: now, in age, Is ſhe become the Suitor? Oh, ſhe's warme: If this be Magick, let it be an Art Lawfull as Eating. She embraces him. She hangs about his necke, If ſhe pertaine to life, let her ſpeake too. I, and make it manifeſt where ſhe ha's liu'd, Or how ſtolne from the dead? That ſhe is liuing, Were it but told you, ſhould be hooted at Like an old Tale: but it appeares ſhe liues, Though yet ſhe ſpeake not. Marke a little while: Pleaſe you to interpoſe (faire Madam) kneele, And pray your Mothers bleſſing: turne good Lady, Our Perdita is found. You Gods looke downe, And from your ſacred Viols poure your graces Vpon my daughters head: Tell me (mine owne) Where haſt thou bin preſeru'd? Where liu'd? How found Thy Fathers Court? For thou ſhalt heare that I Knowing by Paulina, that the Oracle Gaue hope thou waſt in being, haue preſeru'd My ſelfe, to ſee the yſſue. There's ttme enough for that, Leaft they deſire (vpon this puſh) to trouble Your ioyes, with like Relation. Go together You precious winners all: your exultation Partake to euery one: I (an old Turtle) Will wing me to ſome wither'd bough, and there My Mate (that's neuer to be found againe) Lament, till I am loſt. O peace Paulina: Thou ſhouldſt a husband take by my conſent, As I by thine a Wife. This is a Match, And made betweene's by Vowes. Thou haſt found mine, But how, is to be queſtion'd: for I ſaw her (As I thought) dead: and haue (in vaine) ſaid many A prayer vpon her graue. Ile not ſeeke faire (For him, I partly know his minde) to finde thee An honourable husband. Come Camillo, And take her by the hand: whoſe worth, and honeſty Is richly noted: and heere iuſtified By Vs, a paire of Kings. Let's from this place. What? looke vpon my Brother: both your pardons, That ere I put betweene your holy lookes My ill ſuſpition: This your Son-in-law, And Sonne vnto the King, whom heauens directing Is troth-plight to your daughter. Good Paulina, Leade vs from hence, where we may leyſurely Each one demand, and anſwere to his part Perform'd in this wide gap of Time, ſince firſt We were diſſeuer'd: Haſtily lead away.