Shakespeare, William · published 1623 · first performed or written 1609 [c.1608-1611] (Annals) romance · King's Men unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 508 words
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O happy Leonatus I may say, The credit that thy Lady hath of thee Deserves thy trust, and thy most perfect goodness Her assured credit. Blessed live you long, A Lady to the worthiest Sir, that ever Country called his; and you his Mistress, only For the most worthiest fit. Give me your pardon, I have spoke this to know if your Affiance Were deeply rooted, and shall make your Lord, That which he is, new o'er: And he is one The truest mannered: such a holy Witch, That he enchants Societies into him: Half all men hearts are his. You make amends. He sits 'mongst men, like a defended God; He hath a kind of Honour sets him off, More than a mortal seeming. Be not angry (Most mighty Princess) that I have adventured To try your taking of a false report, which hath Honoured with confirmation your great judgement, In the election of a Sir, so rare, Which you know, cannot err. The love I bear him, Made me to fan you thus, but the Gods made you (Unlike all others) chaffelesse. Pray your pardon. All's well Sir: Take my power i' th' Court for yours. My humble thankes: I had almost forgot T' entreat your Grace, but in a small request, And yet of moment too, for it concerns: Your Lord, myself, and other Noble Friends Are partners in the business. Pray what is't? Some dozen Romans of us, and your Lord (The best Feather of our wing) have mingled sums To buy a Present for the Emperor: Which I (the Factor for the rest) have done In France: 'tis Plate of rare device, and jewels Of rich, and exquisite form, their values great, And I am something curious, being strange To have them in safe stowage: May it please you To take them in protection. Willingly: And pawn mine Honour for their safety, since My Lord hath interest in them, I will keep them In my Bedchamber. They are in a Trunk Attended by my men: I will make bold To send them to you, only for this night: I must aboard to morrow. O no, no. Yes I beseech: or I shall short my word By length'ning my return. From Gallia, I crossed the Seas on purpose, and on promise To see your Grace. I thank you for your pains: But not away to morrow. O I must Madam. Therefore I shall beseech you, if you please To greet your Lord with writing, do't to night, I have outstood my time, which is material To ' th' tender of our Present. I will write: Send your Trunk to me, it shall safe be kept, And truly yielded you: you're very welcome. Was there ever man had such jucke? when I kissed the jack upon an vp-cast, to be hit away? I had a hundred pound on't: and then a whorson Iacke-an-Apes, must take me up for swearing, as if I borrowed mine oaths of him, and might not spend them at my pleasure.
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O happy Leonatus I may ſay▪ The credit that thy Lady hath of thee Deſerues thy truſt, and thy moſt perfect goodneſſe Her aſſur'd credit. Bleſſed liue you long, A Lady to the worthieſt Sir, that euer Country call'd his; and you his Miſtris, onely For the moſt worthieſt fit. Giue me your pardon, I haue ſpoke this to know if your Affiance Were deeply rooted, and ſhall make your Lord, That which he is, new o're: And he is one The trueſt manner'd: ſuch a holy Witch, That he enchants Societies into him: Halfe all men hearts are his. You make amends. He ſits 'mongſt men, like a defended God; He hath a kinde of Honor ſets him off, More then a mortall ſeeming. Be not angrie (Moſt mighty Princeſſe) that I haue aduentur'd To try your taking of a falſe report, which hath Honour'd with confirmation your great Iudgement, In the election of a Sir, ſo rare, Which you know, cannot erre. The loue I beare him, Made me to fan you thus, but the Gods made you (Vnlike all others) chaffeleſſe. Pray your pardon. All's well Sir: Take my powre i' th' Court for yours. My humble thankes: I had almoſt forgot T' intreat your Grace, but in a ſmall requeſt, And yet of moment too, for it concernes: Your Lord, my ſelfe, and other Noble Friends Are partners in the buſineſſe. Pray what is't? Some dozen Romanes of vs, and your Lord (The beſt Feather of our wing) haue mingled ſummes To buy a Preſent for the Emperor▪ Which I (the Factor for the reſt) haue done In France: 'tis Plate of rare deuice, and Iewels Of rich, and exquiſite forme, their valewes great, And I am ſomething curious, being ſtrange To haue them in ſafe ſtowage: May it pleaſe you To take them in protection. Willingly: And pawne mine Honor for their ſafety, ſince My Lord hath intereſt in them, I will keepe them In my Bed-chamber. They are in a Trunke Attended by my men: I will make bold To ſend them to you, onely for this night: I muſt aboord to morrow. O no, no. Yes I beſeech: or I ſhall ſhort my word By length'ning my returne. From Gallia, I croſt the Seas on purpoſe, and on promiſe To ſee your Grace. I thanke you for your paines: But not away to morrow. O I muſt Madam. Therefore I ſhall beſeech you, if you pleaſe To greet your Lord with writing, doo't to night, I haue out-ſtood my time, which is materiall To' th' tender of our Preſent. I will write: Send your Trunke to me, it ſhall ſafe be kept, And truely yeelded you: you're very welcome. Was there euer man had ſuch Iucke? when I kiſt the Iacke vpon an vp-caſt, to be hit away? I had a hundred pound on't: and then a whoron Iacke-an-Apes, mut take me vp for ſwearing, as if I borrowed mine oane of him, and might not ſpend them at my pleaſure.