The Courageous Turk, or Amurath the First · chunk 1 of 30
Goffe, Thomas · published 1632 · first performed or written 1619 [Feb 24] (Annals) tragedy · at University T9 Theatre talk: prologues, poets and playe typicality 0.79 · 452 words
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WEre not our present subject mixt with sear, 'Twould much affright us to see all you here. One would suffice us, or no Auditor. Each to himself an ample Theatre, Let rude Plebejans think so, but we know All judgements here from the same Spring do flow. All here have but one censure, all one breast. All sons of the same Mother; but the rest We preoccupate their Censure, and Foretell, What after may be said not to be well, As in most decent Garments you may see. Some gracious Ornaments inweaved be: Which serve for little use, but on some day Destined to please himself, the wearer may Without a blush put on, when his best friends Intent to visit him, so our hope intends The sacred Muse's Progeny to greet, Which under our Roof, now the third time meet, We will not open the book to you, and show A story word by word, as it doth go, But give invention leave to undertake, Of its own strains, some benefit to make: For though a Tragic Pen may be confined, Within a studies private Walls, the mind Must be unbounded, and with inventions steel, Strike fire from alient Flints— So free we are from setting any price, On these our studied Vanities, that advice Almost disdained the whispers of those tongues Which private first, though vented public wrongs: To the Patient Patient oft. We'll here begin To be alitle peremptory, oh that sin Of wilful indiscretion, 'tis no bays To make us Garlands of our own mouths praise, Which who affect, may they so Laurel lacke, That slanders Thunder may behind their back, Blast them with Calumny, for we vow dear Pay for their pains, that give attention here. And since it's suffered with kind indulgence We hope that Kingly Parent's our defence, Who would not have his dandling love be known, But unto those had off spring of their own, And for we are assured that here be No brains so cursed with black sterility. But of some nature they can freely call, Births more mature, and Celestial, Their studies issue, they like kindest Mothers, With tender hands will swath the limbes of others. BE dumb those now harsh notes, our softer ears Shall never be acquainted with such sounds, Peace (our grand) Captai, se h , That would have once confronted Mars himself, (Acknowledged for a better Deity) Puts off ambitious burdens, and doth hate Through bloody Rivers to make passages, Whereby his Soul might float to Acheron, Wrinckle your brows no more (stern fates) for we Scorn to be made the servile Ministers To cut those threads, at which yourselves have trembled, ming us the fiercer Destiny.
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VVre not our present subject mix with seare, 'Twould much affight us to see all yu heere. One would suffice us, or no Auditor. Each to hiselfe an ampe Theater, Let rude Plbejans thinke so, bt we know All judgments here from the same Spring doe flow. All here have but one cnsure, all one brest▪ All sonnes of the same Mother; but the rest We preccupate their Censure, and , What after may be said not to be well, As in most decent Garments you may see▪ Some gracious Ornaments inweavd bee: Which serve for litle use▪ but on some day Destin'd to please himselfe, the wearer may Without a blush put on, when his best friends Intend to visit him, so our hope intends The sacred Muses Progeny to greet, Which under our Rooe, now the tird time meet, We will not ope the booke to you, and show A story word by word, as it doth goe, But give invention leave to undertake, Of it's owne straines, some benfit to make: For though a Tragicke Pn may be confin'd, Within a studies private Walles, the mind Must be unbounded, and with inventions steele, Strike fir from alint Flints — So free we are from seting any price, On these our studied Vanities, that advice Almost ddain'd the whispers of those ngues Which private fit, though vented publike wrongs▪ To the Patient Patient oft▪ We'il here begin To be alitle peremptoy, oh that sinne Of wilfull indiscretion, 'tis no bayes To make us Garlands of our owne mouthes praie, Which who affct, may they so Lawrell lacke, That slanders Thunder may behid their back ▪ Blast them with Clumny, for we vow thy deare Pay for their paines, that give attention here. And since it's suffered with kind indulgence We hope that Kingly Parent's our dfence, Who would not have his ddling love be knowne, But unto thoe had off spring of owne, And for we are assured that here be No brines so curst with blacke sterilitie. But of nature they can freely call, Biths more mature, and Caelestiall, Their studes ssue, they like kindest Mothers, With tendr hands will swath the limb of others. BE dumb those now harsh notes, our Shall never be acquainted with such , Peace (our grand) Captai, se h , That would have once confronted hi selfe, (Acknowledged for a better Deity) Puts off ambitious burdens, and doth hae Through bloudy Rivers to make passages, Whereby his Soule might flote to Aheron, Wrinkle your browes no more (sterne fates) for we Scorne to be made the servie Ministers To cut those threads, at which your selves have trembled▪ ming us the fiercer Destiny.