Massinger, Philip · published 1632 · first performed or written 1631 [licensed for stage, Mar 11] (Annals) tragicomedy · King's Men · Blackfriars T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig typicality 0.80 · 489 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
I am cast, A jury of my patronesses cannot quit me. You are master of the manners, and the habit, Rather the scorn of such as would live men, And not like Apes with servile imitation, Study prodigious fashions. You keep Intelligence abroad that may instruct, Our giddy youth at home what new found fashion Is now in use, swearing he's most complete That first turns monster. Know villains, I can thrust This arm into your hearts, strip off the flesh That covers your deformities, and show you In your own nakedness. Now though the law Call not your folly's death, you are for ever Banished my brother's court. Away with 'em. I will hear no reply. What think you now? That I am in a dream, or that I see A second Pallas. These removed, to you I clear my brow, speak without care sweet maid, Since with a mild aspect and ready ear, I sit prepared to hear you. Know great Princess, My father, though a Pagan, was admired For his deep search into those hidden studies, Whose knowledge is denied to common men: The motion, with the diverse operations Of the superior bodies, by his long And careful observation were made Familiar to him, all the secret virtues Of plants, and simples, and in what degree They were useful to mankind, he could discourse of. In a word conceive him as a Prophet honoured In his own country. But being borne a man, It lay not in him to defer the hour Of his approaching death, though long foretold: In this so fatal hour he called before him His two sons, and myself, the dearest pledges Lent him by nature, and with his right hand Blessing our several heads, he thus began; Mark his attention. Give me leave to mark too. If I could leave my understanding to you, It were superfluous to make division Of whatsoever else I can bequeath you, But to avoid contention, I allot An equal portion of my possessions To you my sons: but unto thee my daughter, My joy, my darling (pardon me though I Repeat his words) if my prophetic soul Ready to take her flight, can truly guess at Thy future fate, I leave the strange assurance Of the greatness thou art borne to, unto which Thy brothers shall be proud to pay their service, And all men else that honour beauty Nymph. Yet to prepare thee for that certain fortune, And that I may from present wants defend thee, I leave ten thousand crowns, which said, being called To the fellowship of our Deities, he expired, And with him all remembrance of the charge Concerning me, left by him to my brothers. Did they detain your legacy? And still do. His ashes were scarce quiet in his urn, When in derision of my future greatness, They thrust me out of doors, denying me One short nights harbour.
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I am cast, A iurie of my patronesses cannot quit mee. You are master of the manners, and the habit, Rather the corne of such as would liue men, And not like Apes with seruile imitation, Studie prodigiou fashions. You keepe Intelligence abroad that may instruct, Our giddie youth at home what new found fashion Is now in vse, swearing hees most compte That first turnes monster. Know villaines, I can thrust This arme into your hearts, strip off the flesh That couers your deformities, and shew you In your owne nakednesse. Now though the law Call not your follies death, you are for euer Banish'd my brothers court. Away with 'em. I will heare no reply. What thincke you now? That I am in a dreame, or that I see A seconde Pallas. These remou'd, to you I cleare my browe, speake without care sweete mayde, Since with a milde aspect and ready eare, I sit prepar'd to heare you. Know greate Princesse, My father, though a Pagan, was admir'd For his depe serch into those hidden studies, Whose knowledge is deni'd to common men: The motion, with the diuers operations Of the superior bodies, by his long And carefull obseruation were made Familiar to him, all the secret virtues Of plants, and simples, and in what degree They were vsefull to mankinde, hee could discourse of. In a word conceiue him as a Prophet honourd In his owne countrie. But being borne a man, It lay not in him to defer the hower Of his approching death, though long foretold: In this so fatall hower hee call'd before him His two sonnes, and my selfe, the deerest pledges Lent him by nature, and with his right hand Blessing our seuerall heades, hee thus began; Marke his attention. Giue mee leaue to marke too. If I could leaue my vnderstanding to you, It were superfluous to make diuision Of whatsoeuer els I can bequeath you, But to auoide contention, I allot An equall portion of my possessions To you my sonnes: but vnto thee my daughter, My ioy, my darling (pardon mee though I Repeate his words) if my prophetick soule Ready to take her flight, can truely ghesse at Thy future fate, I leaue the strange assurance Of the greatenesse thou art borne to, vnto which Thy brothers shall be proud to pay their seruice, And all men els that honour beauty Nimph. Yet to prepare thee for that certaine fortune, And that I may from present wants defend thee, I leaue ten thousand crownes, which sayd, being call'd To the fellowship of our Deities, he expird, And with him all remembrance of the charge Concerning me, left by him to my brothers. Did they deteyne your legacy? And still do. His ashes were scarce quiet in his vrne, When in derision of my future greatnesse, They thrust me out of doores, denying me One short nights harbor.