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 · 530 words
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Follow me. I will see you When your frantic fit is over. I do begin To be of your belief. It will deceive you. Thou shalt not stir from hence, thus as mine own I seize upon thee. Help, help, violence Offered to the Empress person. 'Tis in vain: She was an Empress once, but, by my gift, Which, being abused, I do recall my grant. You are read in story; call to remembrance, What the great Hector's mother Hecuba Was to Ulysses, Ilium sacked. A slave. To me thou art so: Wonder and amazement Quite overwhelm me: how am I transformed? How have I lost my liberty? Thou shall know Too soon, no doubt. Who's that with such rudeness Beats at the door? The Prince Paulinus, madam, Sent from the Emperor to attend upon The gracious Empress. And who is your slave now? Sister, repent in time, and beg pardon For your presumption. It is resolved: From me return this answer to Paulinus; She shall not come; she's mine; the Emperor hath No interest in her. whatsoe'er I am, You take not from your power o'er me, to yield A reason for this usage. Though my will is Sufficient to ad to thy affliction, Know wretched thing, 'tis not thy fate, but folly Hath made thee what thou art: 'tis some delight To urge my merits to one so ungrateful; Therefore with horror hear it. When thou wert Thrust as a stranger from thy father's house, Exposed to all calamities that want Could throw upon thee, thine own brother's scorn, And in thy hopes, as by the world forsaken, My pity, the last altar that was left thee, I heard thy Siren charms, with feeling heard them, And my compassion made mine eyes vy tears With thine, dissembling Crocodile; and when Queens Were emulous for thy imperial bed, The garments of thy sorrow's east aside, I put thee in a shape as would have forced Envy from Cleopatra, had she seen thee; Then, when I knew my brother's blood was warmed With youthful fires, I brought thee to his presence, And how my deep designs, for thy good plotted, Succeeded to my wishes, is apparent, And needs no repetition. I am conscious Of your so many, and unequalled favours, But find not how I may accuse myself For any facts committed, that with justice Can raise your anger to this height against me. Pride and forgetfulness would not let thee see that, Against which now thou canst not close thine eyes. What injury could be equal to thy late Contempt of my good counsel, when I urged The Emperor's prodigal bounties, and entreated That you would use your power to give 'em limits, Or, at the least, a due consideration Of such as sued, and for what, ere he signed it? In opposition you brought against m Th'obedience of a wife, that Ladies were not, Being well accommodated by their Lords, To question, but much less to cross their pleasures; Nor would you, though the Emperor were resolved To give away his Sceptre, hinder it, Since 'twas done for your honour, covering with False colours of humility your ambition.
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Follow me. I will see you When your frantique fit is ore. I do begin To be of your beleefe. It will deceiue you. Thou shalt not str from hence, thus as mine owne I seize vpon thee. Help, help, violence Offer'd to the Empresse person. 'Tis in vaine: Shee was an Empresse once, but, by my gift, Which, being abus'd, I do recall my grant. You are read in story; call to remembrance, What the great Hectors mother Hecuba Was to Vlysses, Ilium sack'd A slaue. To me thou art so: Wonder and amazement Quite ouerwhelme me: how am I transform'd? How haue I lost my liberty? Thou shall know Too soone, no doubt. Who's that with such rudenesse Beats at the doore? The Prince Paulinus, madam, Sent from the Emperor to attend vpon The gratious Empresse. And who is your slaue now? Sister, repent in time, and beg pardon For your presumption. It is resolu'd: From me returne this answer to Paulinus; She shall not come; she's mine; the Emperor hath No interest in her. Whatsoere I am, You take not from your power ore me, to yeeld A reason for this vsage. Though my will is Sufficient to ad to thy affliction, Know wretched thing, 'tis not thy fate, but folly Hath made thee what thou art: 'tis some delight To vrge my merits to one so vngratefull; Therefore with horror heare it. When thou wert Thrust as a stranger from thy fathers house, Expos'd to all calamities that want Could throw vpon thee, thine owne brothers scorne, And in thy hopes, as by the world forsaken, My pity, the last altar that was left thee, I heard thy Syren charmes, with feeling heard them, And my compassion made mine eyes vy teares With thine, dissembling Crocodile; and when Queene Were emulous for thy imperiall bed, The garments of thy sorrowes east aside, I put thee in a shape as would haue forc'd Enuy from Cleopatra, had she seene thee; Then, when I knew my brothers blood was warm'd With youthfull fire, I brought thee to his presence, And how my deepe designes, for thy good plotted, Succeeded to my wishes, is apparant, And needs no repetition. I am conscious Of your so many, and vnequall'd fauors, But finde not how I may accuse my selfe For any facts committed, that with iustice Can raise your anger to this height against me. Pride and forgetulnesse would not let thee see that, Against which now thou canst not close thine eyes. What iniury could be equall to thy late Contempt of my good counsell, when I vrg'd The Emperors prodigall bounties, and intreated That you would vse your power to giue 'em limits, Or, at the least, a due consideration Of such as su'd, and for what, ere he sign'd it? In opposition you brought against m Th'obedience of a wife, that Ladyes were not, Being well accommodated by their Lords, To question, but much lesse to crosse their pleasures; Nor would you, though the Emperor were resolu'd To giue away his Scepter, hinder it, Since 'twas done for your honor, couering with False colors of humility your ambition.