Carlell, Lodowick · published 1629 · first performed or written 1629 [c.1622-1629] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · before the Court T0 Court life: dukes, favour and honour typicality 0.84 · 506 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T0: duke, lord, duchess, love, court, madam, prince, honour, grace, lady.
Do not thus vainly strive to alter my opinion, Of your worth with words, which was so firmly grounded By your real actions; it is a fault, but I will strive To wash it from you with my tears. These tears in her stagger my resolution; For sure he must be worthiest for whom she weeps: Clarinda, dry your eyes. How now Iasper, where is my Father? madam, he doth desire that you will make you ready, To come to Supper to the Duke's tonight. He was resolved to have supped here, How hath he changed his mind! madam he desires you not to fail. But come and bring my Lord here with you. Well, I will obey him. Come, prithee be careful, we shall gain More upon my Lords good opinion, If we please him this day, then hereafter In the whole service of our lives. Why prithee? Here will this day be his fair Mistress Clarinda And her Father. I thought it was some extraordinary occasion, He was himself so careful; will there be none else? Will not the King be here? the entertainment Would be worthy of him. It may be brave Lysander will be here, none else; For he is always with the Count Utrante. When came he home from travail? I did not see him since he lay here in my Lord's house To be cured of the wounds the boar gave him. He owes my Lord for saving of his life then, I helped to bring him out of the field. My Lord was happy in saving of so brave a Gentleman. Can I love Clarinda, yet go about To hinder her of being Mistress of all this riches; Each room we pass through is a Paradise, The Music like the Music of the Spheres, Ravishing the hearers with content and admiration; But that which adds unto all the rest, Is the Duke's true affection; I am ashamed When I consider of my indiscretion That would have brought her to the counterpoint Of this great happiness. Noble Lysander, welcome; Excellent Lady, All the honours that my great and royal Master. Hath bestowed upon me, equal not this, That you have done, in gracing at my request This now most glorious house, since it contains within it The glory of the world. My Lord, your praises fly too high a pitch to light on. They must do so, or they'll fall short Of your great worth. A reasonable pitch would sooner strike Me with belief. To give you a firm belief of the respect I bear you, is that I only aim at. My Lord, it lieth in your choice whether I shall Believe you or no; for if you will speak Only that which in reason is likely to be true, I am no Infidel, I shall believe. You are so far from being an Infidel That you are a Saint, at whose blessed shrine I offer up my life, and Fortunes With a truer devotion than ever Lover did.
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Doe not thus vainly ſtriue to alter my opinion, Of your worth with words, which was ſo firmly grounded By your reall actions; it is a fault, but I will ſtriue To waſh it from you with my teares. Theſe teares in her ſtagger my reſolution; For ſure he muſt be worthieſt for whom ſhe weepes: Clarinda, drie your eyes. How now Iaſper, where is my Father? Madame, he doth deſire that you will make you ready, To come to Supper to the Dukes to night. He was reſolued to haue ſup'd heere, How hath he chang'd his mind! Madame he deſires you not to fayle. But come and bring my Lord here with you. Well, I will obey him. Come, prethee be carefull, we ſhall gaine More vpon my Lords good opinion, If we pleaſe him this day, then hereafter In the whole ſeruice of our liues. Why prethee? Here will this day be his faire Miſtris Clarinda And her Father. I thought it was ſome extraordinary occaſion, He was himſelfe ſo carefull; will there be none elſe? Will not the King be here? the entertainment Would be worthy of him. It may be braue Lyſander will be here, none elſe; For he is alwayes with the Count Ʋtrante. When came he home from trauaile? I did not ſee him ſince hee lay here in my Lords houſe To be cured of the wounds the bore gaue him. He owes my Lord for ſauing of his life then, I helpt to bring him out of the field. My Lord was happy in ſauing of ſo braue a Gentleman. Can I loue Clarinda, yet goe about To hinder her of being Miſtris of all this riches; Each roome we paſſe through is a Paradiſe, The Muſicke like the Muſicke of the Spheares, Rauiſhing the hearers with content and admiration; But that which addes vnto all the reſt, Is the Dukes true affection; I am aſham'd When I conſider of my indiſcretion That would haue brought her to the counterpoynt Of this great happineſſe. Noble Lyſander, welcome; Excellent Lady, All the honors that my great and royall Maſter. Hath beſtow'd vpon me, equals not this, That you haue done, in gracing at my requeſt This now moſt glorious houſe, ſince it containes within it The glory of the world. My Lord, your praiſes flie too hie a pitch to light on. They muſt doe ſo, or they'l fall ſhort Of your great worth. A reaſonable pitch would ſooner ſtrike Me with beliefe. To giue you a firme beleefe of the reſpect I beare you, is that I onely ayme at. My Lord, it lyeth in your choyce whether I ſhall Belieue you or no; for if you will ſpeake Only that which in reaſon is likely to be true, I am no Infidell, I ſhall beleeue. You are ſo farre from being an Infidel That you are a Saint, at whoſe bleſt ſhrine I offer vp my life, and Fortunes With a truer deuotion then euer Louer did.