Davenant, William · published 1629 · first performed or written 1628 [1626-1629] (Annals) tragedy · Unacted unassigned nearest T53 The crown: kingship claimed, resigned an · 496 words
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How! lie with him? I'll sooner choose a Mansion In a sepulchre: There commit incest With the raw remnant of my father's bones: Sooner embrace an airy Incubus: Mingle Limbs with some ulcerous Cripple, Able to infect an Hospital. O take heed! Take heed, fair Majesty! let not His rash sin provoke you to intend so dire An abstinence: ere yet the wine hath lost Th'unruly operation. The King disclaims His wanton pride, and mortifies himself With sullen grief. Canst thou suspect, I will prove inconstant, To what in cold temperance I determine? Heaven avert you should approve your error. I'll kneel, and vow with all solemnity— O hold! 'twere black impiety in us To suffer such a horrid crime. You may Inform the King of my religious loyalty, Already I have used persuasive speech To reconcile this odds: but she grows wild, Repugnant to all mercy. As you esteem your Royal self, or us, Who (when kinder Planets ruled) were servants To th'unhappy King your father; cherish No more this anger in your breast, lest Time Afford it growth and violence, till it Disturb the world. He counsel like a sacred Oracle. I will inform the King, your continence You only celebrate to this black night, And give him hope, that you'll hereafter smile, His kind enticements meet with equal heat, And fertile love. Though I'm unhewn, and shaped In war, this softens all my faculties— Stay, Paradine; didst thou not name my Father? I did with a devout remembrance! And thou know'st how thy good Country suffers? I think on it, and my heart hangs heavy On its strings; galls them with its sullen weight. Hermegild oft receives certificate From some in bondage there, which writ in Prose, do, I'th' reading into Verse dissolve: so sad The business is, so fit for elegy. So sad a Requiem yet was never sung, Though the hoarse Raven, and the Whistler shrill, The owlet, and the evening Dorr made up The fatal Choir. The young men there are yoked In pairs, and stretch their sinews in a team, To draw the wealthy harvest to the Grange, Where th'insulting foe resides. The aged (Heretofore in purple clothed) that disposed Of Law and justice; are now sowed up In dunghill clouts; and dwell on parched hills, To tend the flocks; whose fleece the Victor wears In gaudy triumph. O harsh captivity! Our Country groans! Till now I thought the Conqueror 'gan to ease Their bondage, not add to the weight of their Compelled burdens. The King's a stern Tyrant. Yet he hath used me still with gentle power, ta'en me from the cold Earth, and warmed me in His bosom: and Hermegild has full cause To bless his bounty. But you (now our Queen) He values next to heaven; howe'er this rash Error strives to disgrace his love. We are His captives too; heretofore not heeded By our Stars; though we now grow tall with titles And his favour.
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How! lye with him? Ile ſooner chooſe a Manſion In a ſepulcher: There commit inceſt With the raw remnant of my fathers bones: Sooner imbrace an ayrie Incubus: Mingle Limmes with ſome vlcerous Cripple, Able to infect an Hoſpitall. O take heed! Take heed, faire Maieſty! let not His raſh ſinne prouoke you to intend ſo dire An abſtinence: ere yet the wine hath loſt Th'vnruly operation. The King diſclaimes His wanton pride, and mortifies himſelfe VVith ſullen griefe. Canſt thou ſuſpect, I will prooue inconſtant, To what in cold temperance I determine? Heauen auert you ſhould approue your error. Ile kneele, and vow with all ſolemnitie— O hold! 'twere blacke impietie in vs To ſuffer ſuch a horrid crime. You may Informe the King of my religious loyalty, Already I haue vs'd perſwaſiue ſpeech To reconcile this ods: but ſhe growes wilde, Repugnant to all mercy. As you eſteeme your Royall ſelfe, or vs, Who (when kinder Planets rul'd) were ſeruants To th'vnhappy King your father; cheriſh No more this anger in your breſt, leſt Time Afford it growth and violence, till it Diſturbe the world. He councels like a ſacred Oracle. I will informe the King, your continence You onely celebrate to this blacke night, And giue him hope, that you'le hereafter ſmile, His kinde inticements meet with equall heate, And fertill loue. Though I'm vnhewne, and ſhap'd In warre, this ſoftens all my faculties— Stay, Paradine; didſt thou not name my Father? I did with a deuout remembrance! And thou know'ſt how thy good Country ſuffers? I think on it, and my heart hangs heauy On its ſtrings; galles them with its ſullen weight. Hermegild oft receiues certificate From ſome in bondage there, which writ in Proſe, doe, I'th reading into Verſe diſſolue: ſo ſad The buſineſſe is, ſo fit for elegie. So ſad a Requiem yet was neuer ſung, Though the hoarce Rauen, and the Whiſtler ſhrill, The Howlet, and the euening Dorr made vp The fatall Quire. The young men there are yoak'd In payres, and ſtretch their ſinnews in a Teeme, To draw the wealthy harueſt to the Grange, Where th'inſulting foe reſides. The aged (Heretofore in purple cloth'd) that diſpos'd Of Law and Iuſtice; are now ſow'd vp In dunghill clouts; and dwell on parched hills, To tend the flocks; whoſe fleece the Victor weares In gawdy triumph. O harſh captiuitie! Our Country groanes! Till now I thought the Conqueror gan to eaſe Their bondage, not adde to the weight of their Compell'd burdens. The King's a ſterne Tyrant. Yet he hath vs'd me ſtill with gentle power, Ta'ne me from the cold Earth, and warm'd me in His boſome: and Hermegild has full cauſe To bleſſe his bounty. But you (now our Queene) He valewes next to heauen; howe're this raſh Error ſtriues to diſgrace his loue. We are His captiues too; heretofore not heeded By our Starres; though we now grow tall with titles And his fauour.