Carlell, Lodowick · published 1629 · first performed or written 1629 [c.1622-1629] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court unassigned nearest T48 Addressing a lady: love, desire and inti · 502 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T48: lady, love, heart, fair, eyes, la, lord, tears, fie, face.
My Lord Utrante, can you not then Persuade your Daughter to receive a Blessing, Which even the greatest Ladies in this Kingdom Would desire on their knees: Is this a Man to be neglected? Though he were not A Kinsman to your King: beside, my Lord, Remember you may draw upon yourself Our high displeasure by her refusal. Great Sir, let not your love and care of me Bar fair Clarinda the freedom of her choice, By threatning punishments unto her Father, If she choose not me: for, should she, offended, Which she might justly be, if I should seem To force Love from her, it were not within your power; Though that you would give all that you possess, To make me satisfaction for the wrong. Yes, I could make you satisfaction, Though she were offended; by forcing her Into your arms, to whom the wrong was done. Her Person Sir you might, but not her Mind; Which is indeed the object of my Love, That's free from your subjection: for it's free From Love, a greater power by far. My Lord, I think she's free from reason too, For did that govern her, she could not thus neglect Her happiness: or rather she may yet suspect, your Lordship Doth not mean what you profess; and from that fear Seems coy, till she be more assured. I cannot pluck my heart out of my breast To show her (I wish I could) yet live to do her service: There she might see her worth truly engraven In lasting Characters, not to be razed out By the hand of Time; nor (which is more) her scorn. cousin, if you will be ruled by me, I'll make her leap with joy into your arms. Sir, so that it be by no way of violence, I will obey you. In act I'll use no way of violence; Yet I must threaten it. Sir, if you threaten her, you ruin me; Her Sun-bright Eyes, by faithful service, May in time shine gently on me, and warm My frozen hopes. But on the contrary, She knowing that I'm the cause of these your threatenings, Will from her just vexed soul throw curses on me. I would not see thee heaven of her fair face, Clouded with any raised by my power, to be a Monarch. You know my love, and you presume upon it, Take your own way of love, deliver up yourself Unto her mercy, that I would make at yours, Would you be ruled: go, see your Mistress, Tell her you love her more than ever man did woman; To prove which true, pray her that she'll command you Tasks more dangerous, then did the envious Iuno To great Hercules: all which you will perform With much more ease; since you by her command Shall undertake 'em whose virtue hath the power To arm you 'gainst a world of dangers: do, Make her proud with praises, and then see How she will torture you.
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My Lord Vtrante, can you not then Perſwade your Daughter to receiue a Bleſſing, Which euen the greateſt Ladies in this Kingdome Would deſire on their knees: Is this a Man to be neglected? Though he were not A Kinſman to your King: beſides, my Lord, Remember you may draw vpon your ſelfe Our high diſpleaſure by her refuſall. Great Sir, let not your loue and care of me Barfaire Clarinda the freedome of her choyce, By threatning puniſhments vnto her Father, If ſhe chooſe not me: for, ſhould ſhe, offended, Which ſhe might iuſtly be, if I ſhould ſeeme To force Loue from her, it were not within your power; Though that you would giue all that you poſſeſſe, To make me ſatisfaction for the wrong. Yes, I could make you ſatisfaction, Though ſhee were offended; by forcing her Into your armes, to whom the wrong was done. Her Perſon Sir you might, but not her Minde; Which is indeed the obiect of my Loue, That's free from your ſubiection: for it's free From Loue, a greater power by farre. My Lord, I thinke ſhee's free from reaſon too, For did that gouerne her, ſhe could not thus neglect Her happineſſe: or rather ſhe may yet ſuſpect, your Lordſhip Doth not meane what you profeſſe; and from that feare Seemes coy, till ſhe be more aſſured. I cannot pluck my heart out of my breſt To ſhew her (I wiſh I could) yet liue to doe her ſeruice: There ſhe might ſee her worth truely ingrauen In laſting Characters, not to be razed out By the hand of Time; nor (which is more) her ſcorne. Cozen, if you will be rul'd by me, I'le make her leape with ioy into your armes. Sir, ſo that it be by no way of violence, I will obey you. In act I'le vſe no way of violence; Yet I muſt threaten it. Sir, if you threaten her, you ruine me; Her Sun-bright Eyes, by faithfull ſeruice, May in time ſhine gently on me, and warme My frozen hopes. But on the contrary, Shee knowing thar I'm the cauſe of theſe your threatnings, Will from her iuſt vext ſoule throw curſes on me. I would not ſee thee heauen of her faire face, Clouded with any raiſed by my power, to be a Monarch. You know my loue, and you preſume vpon it, Take your owne way of loue, deliuer vp your ſelfe Vnto her mercy, that I would make at yours, Would you be ruled: go, ſee your Miſtris, Tell her you loue her more then euer man did woman; To proue which true, pray her that ſhee'l command you Taskes more dangerous, then did the enuious Iuno To great Hercules: all which you will performe With much more eaſe; ſince you by her command Shall vndertake 'em whoſe vertue hath the power To arme you 'gainſt a world of dangers: doe, Make her proud with praiſes, and then ſee How ſhe will torture you.