Davenant, William · published 1629 · first performed or written 1628 [1626-1629] (Annals) tragedy · Unacted unassigned nearest T8 Captains, gallants and cheats · 496 words
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Look, madam. I creep as other mortal do, On the surface of the Earth— methinks you stand upright too. ay, a lady's warm hand will make it stand. A little physic from your Lip, and then My cure is quite finished— Hem! Sure this was Nestor's receipt to recover his Youth. Hem!— I shall be fainted for this miracle. I am as wholesome as a Nut, and have As proud flesh about me, as the youngest Gamester of 'em all. Fie, Sir! If this heat continue, I must e'en call For a julip, or sow my wild Oats In the next soil I meet. Your tongue is blistered. When shall we solace our bodies? Your meaning, Sir? I mean i'th' dark. Speak, pretty Finch with the Green tail? Hah! Must we kiss close, and often? Wriggle up and down like young Eels— Captain, I have brought the King here to view, And to commiserate your lean sickness, And your feeble wants. Thou old ravenous Goat! He looks now like an Alchemist, that is Broiling o'red Herrings. Or like the brazen head, when 'twas about To speak— You mean to hang me now! Hast thou deserved an easier sentence? When I am dead, than all my debts are paid. For I leave small Lands and Chattels behind me. But hark ye (my Liege) you may pay your debts In your life time, so deprive your Executor Of a trouble. O what a trivial exit shall I make From my own world? for when I die, I die For love. And I for lechery. Sir, I would fain Depart in quiet like other young Chrysoms: Fain make all even between the world and me. I beseech your Highness discharge my arrears For my last service in Hungary, Then hang me when you please. Captain, I will be a Suitor for your reprieve. You shall only forfeit what his Grace owes you; And than your life's secured. I will rather die twice. O Sir, pay me Six thousand Ducats, and then proclaim Your sentence here aloud. I would fain die Merrily. I have not been drunk at my own charge This four months. Hermegild, iterate now thy sweet raptures. Speak to her; for, by th' gentle carriage of Her eyes, I do perceive she begins to penetrate. Away Captain! be gone whilst you are yet Mortal. I have much power with Hermegild, And will upon your patient sufferance Redeem my credit with your thoughts. Quick then, Move with silence. madam, the feathered Arrow sings i'th' Air, Ere it arrive where it must wound; so this Sweet harmony, I'd have you counterfeit, But tempts him to security in sleep, Before his death. I'm much obliged to that good soul. True, my Royal Lady! yet now peruse The greatness of his being, his fate in battles, And by your own remembrance be informed Of our captivity. Honest Hermegild? He was too cruel to a nature so Remiss, and timorous as mine?
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Looke, Madame. I creepe as other mortall do, On the ſurface of the Earth— Me thinks you ſtand vpright too. I, a Ladies warme hand will make it ſtand. A little phyſicke from your Lip, and then My cure is quite finiſh'd — Hem! Sure this was Neſtors receipt to recouer his Youth. Hem!— I ſhall be fainted for this miracle. I am as wholeſome as a Nut, and haue As proud fleſh about me, as the youngeſt Gameſter of 'em all. Fye, Sir! If this heate continue, I muſt e'en call For a Iulip, or ſow my wilde Oates In the next ſoyle I meete. Your tongue is bliſter'd▪ When ſhall we ſolace our bodies? Your meaning, Sir? I meane ith' darke. Speak, prety Finch with the Greene taile? Hah! Muſt we kiſſe cloſe, and often? Wriggle vp and downe like young Eeles— Captaine, I haue brought the King here to view, And to commiſerate your leane ſickneſſe, And your feeble wants. Thou old rauenous Goate! He lookes now like an Alchymiſt, that is Broyling o'red Herrings. Or like the brazen head, when 'twas about To ſpeake— You meane to hang me now! Haſt thou deſeru'd an eaſier ſentence? When I am dead, then all my debts are pay'd. For I leaue ſmall Lands and Chattels behind me. But hearke ye (my Liege) you may pay your debts In your life time, ſo depriue your Executor Of a trouble. O what a triuiall exit ſhall I make From my owne world? for when I die, I die For loue. And I for lechery. Sir, I would faine Depart in quiet like other young Chryſomes: Faine make all euen betweene the world and me. I beſeech your Highneſſe diſcharge my areres For my laſt ſeruice in Hungary, Then hang me when you pleaſe. Captaine, I will be a Sutor for your reprieue. You ſhall onely forfeit what his Grace owes you; And then your life's ſecur'd. I will rather die twice. O Sir▪ pay me Six thouſand Duckats, and then proclaime Your ſentence here aloud. I would faine dye Merrily. I haue not been drunke at my owne charge This foure moneths. Hermegild, iterate now thy ſweete raptures. Speake to her; for, by th' gentle carriage of Her eyes, I doe perceiue ſhe 'gins to penetrate. Away Captaine! be gone whilſt you are yet Mortall. I haue much power with Hermegild, And will vpon your patient ſufferance Redeeme my credit with your thoughts. Quick then, Mooue with ſilence. Madame, the feather'd Arrow ſings ith' Ayre, Ere it ariue where it muſt wound; ſo this Sweet harmony, I 'ld haue you counterfeit, But tempts him to ſecurity in ſleepe, Before his death. I'm much oblig'd to that good ſoule. True, my Royall Lady! yet now peruſe The greatneſſe of his being▪ his fate in battailes, And by your owne remembrance be inform'd Of our captiuitie. Honeſt Hermegild? He was too cruell to a nature ſo Remiſſe, and timorous as mine?