Massinger, Philip · published 1632 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, Mar 11] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T14 Royal love, favour and dynastic relation · 522 words
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I am all eyes and ears. Your patience Sir. Let those corrupted ministers of the court, Which you complain of, our devotions ended, Be cited to appear. For the Ambassadors Who are importunate to have audience, From me you may assure them, that tomorrow They shall in public kiss the emperor's robe, And we in private with our soonest leisure Will give 'em hearing. Have you especial care too That free access be granted unto all Petitioners. The morning wears, Pray you on Sir; Time lost is ne'er recovered. Did you note The majesty she appears in? Yes my good Lord, I was ravished with it. And then with what speed She orders his dispatches, not one daring To interpose; the Emperor himself Without reply putting in act whatever She pleased to impose upon him. Yet there were some That in their sullen looks rather confessed A forced constraint to serve her, than a will To be at her devotion, what are they? Eunuchs of the emperor's chamber, that repine, The globe and awful sceptre should give place Unto the distaff, for as such they whisper A woman's government, but dare not yet Express themselves. From whence are the Ambassadors To whom she promised audience? They ate Employed by diverse Princes, who desire Alliance with our Emperor, whose years now As you see, write him man. One would advance A daughter to the honour of his bed, A second, his fair sister: to instruct you In the particulars would ask longer time Than my own designs give way to. I have letters From special friends of mine, that to my care Commend a stranger virgin, whom this morning I purpose to present before the Princess, If you please, you may accompany me. I'll wait on you, Why should you droop, or hang your working heads? No danger is meant to you, pray bear up, For aught I know you are cited to receive Preferment due to your merits. Very likely, In all the projects I have read and practised I never found one man compelled to come Before the seat of justice under guard To receive honour. No; it may be you are The first example. Men of qualities, As I have delivered you to the protectress, Who knows how to advance them, cannot conceive A fitter place to have their virtues published, Then in open Court: could you hope that the Princess Knowing your precious merits, will reward 'em In a private corner? no, you know not yet How you may be exalted. To the gallows. Fie, Nor yet depressed to the Galleys; in your names You carry no such crimes: your specious titles Cannot but take her: President of the Projectors! What a noise it makes? The master of the habit, How proud would some one country be that I know To be your first pupil? Minion of the suburbs, And now and then admitted to the Court, And honoured with the style of Squire of Dames, What hurt is in it? One thing I must tell you, As I am the State scout, you may think me an informer.
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I am all eyes and eares. Your patience Sir. Let those corrupted ministers of the court, Which you complayne of, our deuotions ended, Be cited to appeare. For the Embassadours Who are importunate to haue audience, From me you may assure them, that to morrow They shall in publike kisse the Emperours robe, And we in priuate with our soonest leasure Will giue 'em hearing. Haue you especiall care too That free accesse be granted vnto all Petitioners. The morning weares, Pray you on Sir; Time lost is ne're recouerd. Did you note The maiesty she appeares in? Yes my good Lord, I was rauish'd with it. And then with what speede Shee orders his dispatches, not one daring To interpose; the Emperour himselfe Without replie putting in act what euer Shee pleas'd to impose vpon him. Yet there were some That in their sullen lookes rather confessed A forc'd constraint to serue her, then a will To bee at her deuotion, what are they? Eunuchs of the Emperours chamber, that repine, The globe and awfull scepter should giue place Vnto the distaffe, for as such they whisper A womans gouernment, but dare not yet Expresse themselues. From whence are the Embassadours To whom she promisde audience? They ate Imployd by diuers Princes, who desire Alliance with our Emperour, whose yeeres now As you see, write him man. One would aduance A daughter to the honour of his bed, A second, his fayre sister: to instruct you In the particulars would aske longer time Then my owne designes giue way to. I haue letters From speciall friends of mine, that to my care Commend a stranger virgin, whom this morning I purpose to present before the Princesse, If you please, you may accompany me. Ile wait on you, Why should you droope, or hang your working heads? No danger is meant to you, pray beare vp, For ought I know you are cited to receiue Preferment due to your merits. Very likely, In all the proiects I haue read and practisd I neuer found one man compeld to come Before the seat of iustice vnder guarde To receiue honour. No; it may be you are The first example. Men of qualities, As I haue deliuer'd you to the protectresse, Who knows how to aduance them, cannot conceiue A fitter place to haue their vertues publish'de, Then in open Court: could you hope that the Princesse Knowing your pretious merits, will reward 'em In a priuate corner? no, you know not yet How you may be exalted. To the gallowes. Fy, Nor yet depressde to the Gallies; in your names You carry no such crimes: your specious titles Cannot but take her: President of the Proiectors! What a noyse it makes? The master of the habit, How proud would some one country be that I know To be your first pupill? Minion of the suburbs, And now and then admitted to the Court, And honor'd with the stile of Squire of Dames, What hurt is in it? One thing I must tell you, As I am the State scout, you may think me an informer.