Marmion, Shackerley · published 1632 · first performed or written 1631 [Dec] (Annals) comedy · Prince Charles's Men (second) · Salisbury Court unassigned nearest T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 487 words
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Mr. Trimalehio, you are young and lusty, Full of ambitious thoughts. 'Tis true indeed, That I am grown ambitious of honour. And mean to purchase it. But with no danger Of life and hope. I mean to hazard a limb for it. Why, whither are you going? To the leaguer, Upon the same employment, that Hercules Did once against the Amazons. And I Will stay at home, and write their annals for them. Stay all at home, and hug your ignominies, And whilst we spoil the enemy, may you Be piled by pimps. Cheaters entrench upon you. Let Bawds, and their issues join with you. Marry With whores, and let projectors rifle for you. And so I leave you. We shall hear of you, By the next coranto, I make no doubt of it. Brother Capritto, are you well provided With ammunition? armed Capa pea, To scale the Fort of our Semiramis? I am appointed, Brother. Then let us on, And beat a parley at the gates. So, ho. How now what bold adventurers be here? What desperate rudeness tempts you to your ruin? Here are no Geese to keep our Capitol. But men of arms, you slaves, stout imps of Mars: Giants, sons of the Earth, that shall rise up, Like Cadmus' progeny, to fight it out, Till you are all consumed. Have you any gold? 'tis that must break our gates ope: there are locked A score of Danae's wenches of delight, Within this Castle, if I list to show you Where Circe keeps her residence, that shall, If she but lay her rod upon your necks, Transform you into Apes, & Swine, you sheep's face. If thou shalt once but drink of her enchantments, she'll make a Lion of thee. Alas sir, I had rather look like an Ass, as I am still. Be not too boisterous, my son of thunder. we are wellwishers to thy camp, and thee, Here is a freshman, I would have acquainted With the mystery of your iniquity. I do embrace thy league, and return the hand Of friendship. To thy better understanding, I will discover the situation of the place. 'tis of itself an Island, a mere Swans nest: Which had Ulysses seen, he would prefer Before his Ithaca, and he whom Fate Shall bless to vanquish it; He may deserve The name of a new conqueror. It has The credit, to be styled the Terra florida, Of the best beauties in the Town, my friend, That repair hither upon the least summons, Besides some that are constant to their trenches. Venus in his house is predominant. 'tis barren, I confess. Yet wholly given To the deeds of fructication. But those Are barred from coming to perfection, With Rheums, and diseases. You dormice, What must I read a lecture to you gratis? No sir, here's money for you. You may enter, And return safe, upon your good behaviour.
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Mr. Trimalehio, you are yong and luſty, Full of ambitious thoughts. 'Tis true indeede, That I am growne ambitious of honour. And meane to purchaſe it. But with no danger Of life and hope. I meane to hazard a limme for it. Why, whither are you going? To the Leager, Vpon the ſame imployment, that Hercules Did once againſt the Amazons. And I Will ſtay at home, and write their annals for them. Stay all at home, and hug your ignominyes, And whilſt we ſpoyle the enemy, may you Be pil'd by pimpes. Cheaters intrench vpon you. Let Bawds, and their iſſues ioyne with you. Marry With whores, and let proiectors rifle for you. And ſo I leaue you. We ſhall heare of you, By the next Caranto, I make no doubt of it. Brother Capritto, are you well prouided With ammunition? arm'd Capa pea, To ſcale the Fort of our Semiramis? I am appoynted, Brother. Then let vs on, And beate a parly at the gates. So, ho. How now what bold aduenturers be here? What deſperat rudeneſſe tempts you to your ruine? Here are no Geeſe to keepe our Capitoll. But men of armes, you ſlaues, ſtout impes of Mars: Gyants, ſonnes of the Earth, that ſhall riſe vp, Like Cadmus progeny, to fight it out, Till you are all conſumed. Haue you any gold? Tis that muſt breake our gates ope: there are lockt A ſcore of Danaes wenches of delight, Within this Caſtle, if I liſt to ſhew you Where Circe keepes her reſidence, that ſhall, If ſhee but lay her rod vpon your necks, Tranſforme you into Apes, & Swine, you ſheeps face. If thou ſhal't once but drinke of her inchantments, Shee'll make a Lyon of thee. Alaſſe ſir, I had rather looke like an Aſſe, as I am ſtill. Bee not too boiſtrous, my ſonne of thunder. Wee are wel-wiſhers to thy campe, and thee, Here is a freſhman, I would haue acquainted With the myſtery of your iniquity. I do imbrace thy league, and returne the hand Of friendſhip. To thy better vnderſtanding, I will diſcouer the ſituation of the place. Tis of it ſelfe an Iland, a meere Swans neſt: Which had Vliſſes ſeene, he would prefer Before his Ithaca, and he whom Fate Shall bleſſe to vanquiſh it; Hee may deſerue The name of a new conquerour. It has The credit, to bee ſtyl'd the Terra florida, Of the beſt beautyes in the Towne, my friend, That repaire hither vpon the leaſt ſummons, Beſides ſome that are conſtant to their trenches. Ʋenus in his houſe is predominant. Tis barren, I confeſſe. Yet wholy giuen To the deeds of fructication. But thoſe Are barrd from comming to perfection, With Rhewmes, and diſeaſes. You Dormiſe, What muſt I reade a lecture to you gratis? No ſir, here's money for you. You may enter, And returne ſafe, vpon your good behauiour.