Marmion, Shackerley · published 1632 · first performed or written 1631 [Dec] (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T10 England and France: war, embassy and pea · 479 words
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But this is certain, once in a straight Leaguer, When they were close besieged, their Ammunition And victuals, most part spent, he found a means, To yield the Town on composition. Stand by a while, I must reward his virtues. Sir, will you please t' enlarge your disposition, T' accept a Courtesy, to bind me to you. I do not use to sell my liberty, But that I see your face promise true bounty. Have you skill in the face, Sir? I were not fit else, to be styled traveller. How do you find my looks inclined to State? Sir you have won me to pour out my thoughts, And 〈…〉 tell your plain, they are too loose, Too scattered, to pretend such an acumen, Too much displayed, and smooth, you must have quirks, And strange Meanders in your face t' express A State subtlety, I'll make it plain. Hereafter by demonstration in the Optics. Who would have lost the opportunity Of getting such a friend? Came you from Holland? Yes, very lately. Pray what news from Holland? Holland's beleaguered. What all Holland beleaguered? And will hold out as long as Buss or Bulloign. They have their moat and drawbridge, I have given them Besides, a draft of a fortification, Will hold them play this twelvemonth, for they keep Their passage open, and want no supplies, For whosoever comes, they pay them soundly: The French have made many onflats upon them, And still been foiled. Is there such hot service there? Crossing the Line's a Bath to it, I had like Been scorched to death with the intemperature Of the Climate, 'tis the only Zona torrida, In the whole microcosm of man or woman, If you shall once come near the height of it, 'Twill melt you like Lightning. shall's build a Sconce there? If you please. Agreed, who is the Leader of These factious troops? A woman. How, a woman? Now by t is and, an Amazonian, A Tomaris, a right Penthesilea. I'll view this Leaguer by this light, and swim Like a Leander o'er the Hellespont, That shall divide me from these Heroines. 'Tis well resolved, you are not married Sir? No pox, I know them all too well for that: I can use them for recreation, or so. What think you of a rich Widow? I'll none of them, They are like old clothes that have been worn. I like you, that you care not for such relics; But yet I think I have a match will fit you, An Orphan, a young heir, that has some thousands, Besides her possibilities, if you Can win her, she is at her own disposing, There's one that knows her. By instinct, it may be. But for the pattern of true modesty, 'Tis seldom known, riches and virtue meet In such a mixture. Will you bring me to her?
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But this is certaine, once in a ſtrait Leaguer, When they were cloſe beſieg'd, their Amunition And victuals, moſt part ſpent, he found a meanes, To yeeld the Towne on compoſition. Stand by a while, I muſt reward his vertues. Sir, will you pleaſe t' inlarge your diſpoſition, T' accept a Curteſie, to binde me to you. I doe not uſe to ſell my liberty, But that I ſee your face promiſe true bounty. Haue you skill in the face, Sir? I were not fit elſe, to be ſtil'd traveller. How doe you find my looks inclin'd to State? Sir you haue won me to powre out my thoughts, And tell your plaine, they are too looſe, Too ſcatterd, to pretend ſuch an acumen, Too much diſplaid, and ſmooth, you muſt haue quirks, And ſtrange Meanders in your face t' expreſſe A State ſubtility, I'll make it plaine. Hereafter by demonſtration in the Opticks. Who would haue loſt the opportunitie Of getting ſuch a friend? Came you from Holland? Yes, very lately. Pray what newes from Holland? Holland's beleaguer'd. What all Holland beleaguer'd? And wil hold out as long as Buſſe or Blloign. They haue their Mote and Draw-bridge, I haue giuen them Beſides, a draft of a fortification, Will hold them play this twelvemonth, for they keepe Their paſſage open, and want no ſupplies, For whoſoeuer comes, they pay them ſoundly: The French have made many onflats upon them, And ſtill beene foyld. Is there ſuch hot ſervice there? Croſſing the Line's a Bath to it, I had like Beene ſcorcht to death with the intemperature Of the Climate, 'tis the onely Zona torrida, In the whole microcoſme of man or woman, If you ſhall once come neere the height of it, 'Twill melt you like Lightning. Shal's build a Sconce there? If you pleaſe. Agreed, who is the Leader of Theſe factious troupes? A woman. How, a woman? Now by t is and, an Amazonian, A Toma, a right Pethiſe. I'll view this Leaguer by this light, and ſwim Like a Leander o're the Hellepout, That ſhall divide me from theſe Heroines. 'Tis well reſolu'd, you are not married Sir? No pox, I know them all too well for that: I can vſe them for recreation, or ſo. What thinke you of a rich Widow? I'll none of them, They are like old cloathes that haue beene worne. I like you, that you care not for ſuch relicks; But yet I thinke I have a match will fit you, An Orphan, a young heire, that has ſome thouſands, Beſides her poſſibilities, if you Can win her, ſhe is at her owne diſpoſing, There's one that knowes her. By inſtinct, it may be. But for the patterne of true modeſty, 'Tis ſeldome knowne, riches and vertue meet In ſuch a mixture. Will you bring me to her?