Davenant, William · published 1630 · first performed or written 1627 [licensed for stage, Jan 12] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea typicality 0.78 · 482 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T10: france, french, england, king, lord, english, edward, talbot, peace, lords.
Why this, is fit, and requisite. If Signior Lothario do consent. It is decreed. Who would hasten Time, when we may be old Too soon. Let me take down a Cushion, and pray. For I shall have more dignity than will suffice To damn a Monk. Who could perish in a better cause? Why, can I help it? If a man be borne To Offices. Or as my Master said, Predestinate in the womb of greatness. 'tis not our faults. Each man obeys his Star, In spite of his Teeth, All this is Alcaron. One thing grieves me. I've a bad memory Already, and now 'twill be made worse. How can preferment hurt thy memory? O Sir! preferment makes a man forget His dearest friends; nay his kindred too. Look, Thy Master's building more Castles, in the Air. He has intelligence from Spain, and fortifies, To no purpose 'gainst the next Spring. All offices shall be sold i'th' dark— How! Grow not old in another's garment, Sell what's your own, Some of those offices Are mine by promise. Still, cross to my designs. I'll stretch your Sinews Hold! Signior Lothario, hold! Mercy Becomes the powerful, Let the Devil take the Knighthood, and make His Dam a Lady. I'll not be his Ass, That served for blows, and provender. let's relieve Borachio, or all our Comic Scenes Are at an end. Foreste My gracious Lord. Are yet our Letters to his Holiness Dispatched? They are so please your Grace. Did the French-ambassador make some show Of discontent at his departure hence? Both in his words and looks: for when he heard Th' English-Leiger had opposed his Treaty Concerning traffic with the Florentine, His anger straight dismissed the Argument, And seized upon the Nation, nay railed Against the leaguer too, whose opposition, Might be chidden as too nice a Virtue, But could not be accused as a vice, 'tis known indeed the French do take a prides, In the emphasis of sudden anger, As if alacrity in ill did make, The fault look handsomely, and dulness add Deformity to sin. 'tis faithfully observed. Swelled with uncharitable pride: such as Admits no style of Neighbour; as if grown Above the use of friendship. They seem to call Those mighty islanders nearest their soil, Poor borderers to their Continent. Such, Whose thin numbers, have in bloody battle, Made their multitudes their impediments, Worn their Ensigns, instead of gaudy scarves. The chance of war, Admitteth many times of Miracles, Even such, as do discredit History, High-providence confers the conquest there, Where probability conferred the loss. And this is done, that we may attribute The praise to him that gave the victory, Not to them that got it. Observe beside, That when the weak do overcome: the strong, Do leave that stain, for their Posterity To wipe away: which is already done; The French, have fiery nimble spirits.
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Why this, is fit, and requiſite. If Signior Lothario doe conſent. It is decreed. Who would haſten Time, when we may be old Too ſoone. Let me take downe a Cuſhion, and pray. For I ſhall haue more dignitie then will ſuffice To damne a Monke. Who could periſh in a better cauſe? Why, can I helpe it? If a man be borne To Offices. Or as my Maſter ſayd, Predeſtinate in the wombe of greatneſſe. Tis not our faults. Each man obayes his Starre, In ſpight of his Teeth, All this is Alcaron. One thing grieues me. I'ue a badd memory Already, and now t'will be made worſe. How can preferment hurt thy memory? O Sir! preferment makes a man forget His deereſt friends; nay his kindred too. Looke, Thy Maſter's building more Caſtles, in the Aire. He has intelligence from Spaine, and fortefies, To no purpoſe gainſt the next Spring. All offices ſhall be ſold i'th' darke— How! Grow not old in anothers garment, Sell what's your owne, Some of thoſe offices Are mine by promiſe. Still, croſſe to my deſignes. Ile ſtretch your Sinws Hold! Signior Lothario, hold! Mercy Becomes the powerfull, Let the Deuill take the Knighthood, and make His Damme a Lady. I'le not be his Aſſe, That ſeru'd for blowes, and Prouander. Lets relieue Borachio, or all our Comick Scenes Are at an end. Foreſte My gracious Lord. Are yet our Letters to his Holineſſe Diſpatch'd? They are ſo pleaſe your Grace. Did the French-Embaſſador make ſome ſhew Of diſcontent at his departure hence? Both in his words and lookes: for when he heard Th' Engliſh-Leiger had oppos'd his Treaty Concerning traſſique with the Florentine, His anger ſtraight diſmiſſed the Argument, And ſeiz'd vpon the Nation, nay rayl'd Againſt the Leiger too, whoſe oppoſition, Might be chidden as too nice a Virtue, But could not be accuſed as a vice, Tis knowne indeed the French doe take a prides, In the emphaſis of ſudden anger, As if alacritie in ill did make, The fault looke handſomely, and dulneſſe adde Deformitie to ſinne. Tis faithfully obſeru'd. Swell'd with vncharitable pride: ſuch as Admits no ſtile of Neighbour; as if growne Aboue the vſe of friendſhippe. They ſeeme to call Thoſe mighty Ilanders neereſt their ſoyle, Poore borderers to their Continent. Such, Whoſe thinne numbers, haue in bloudy battaile, Made their multitudes their impediments, Worne their Enſignes, inſtead of gaudy Skarfes. The chance of war, Admitteth many times of Miracles, Euen ſuch, as doe diſcredit Hiſtory, High-prouidence confers the conqueſt there, Where probability conferd the loſſe. And this is done, that we may attribute The prayſe to him that gaue the victory, Not to them that got it. Obſerue beſides, That when the weake doe ouercome: the ſtrong, Doe leaue that ſtaine, for their Poſteritie To wipe away: which is already done; The French, haue fiery nible ſpirits.