Field, Nathan / Massinger, Philip · published 1632 · first performed or written 1619 [1617-1619] (Annals) tragedy · King's Men · Blackfriars unassigned nearest T51 Parents and children: blessing, birthrig · 472 words
Marked words are the most distinguishing words of the nearest topic T51: esau, iacob, father, son, isaac, god, love, birthright, parents, thing.
You are a scholar, Baumont, And can search deeper into th' intents of men, Than those that are less knowing— How appeared The piety and brave behaviour of Young Charloyes to you? It is my wonder, Since I want language to express it fully; And sure the Colonel— Fie! he was faulty— what present money have I? There is no want Of any sum a private man has use for. 'Tis well: I am strangely taken with this Charlaloys; Methinks, from his example, the whole age Should learn to be good, and continue so. Virtue works strangely with us: and his goodness Rising above his fortune, seems to me Princelike, to will, not ask a courtesy. 'tIs strange. methinks so, In a man, but young, Yet old in judgement, theoric, and practic, In all humanity (and to increase the wonder) Religious, yet a Soldier, that he should Yield his free living youth a captive, for The freedom of his aged father's Corpses, And rather choose to want life's necessaries, Liberty, hope of fortune, than it should In death be kept from Christian ceremony. Come, 'Tis a golden precedent in a Son, To let strong nature have the better hand, (In such a case) of all affected reason. What years sits on this Charalois? Twenty eight, for since the clock did strike him 17 old Under his father's wing, this Son hath fought, Served and commanded, and so aptly both, That sometimes he appeared his father's father, And never less than's son; the old man's virtues So recent in him, as the world may swear, Nought but a fair tree, could such fair fruit bear. But wherefore lets he such a barbarous law, And men more barbarous to execute it, Prevail on his soft disposition, That he had rather die alive for debt Of the old man in prison, than he should Rob him of Sepulture, considering These moneys borrowed bought the lender's peace, And all their means they enjoy, nor was diffused In any impious or licentious path? True: for my part, were it my father's trunk, The tyrannous Rameheads, with their horns should gore it, Or, cast it to their curs (than they) less currish, Ere prey on me so, with their Lion-law, Being in my free will (as in his) to shun it. Alas! he knows himself (in poverty) lost: For in this partial avaricious age What price bears Honour? Virtue? Long ago It was but praised, and freezed, but nowadays 'Tis colder far, and has, nor love, nor praise, Very praise now freezeth too: for nature Did make the heathen, far more Christian then, Then knowledge us (less heathenish) Christian. This morning is the funeral. Certainly! And from this prison 'twas the son's request That his dear father might interment have. See, the young son interred a lively grave.
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You are a scholler, Baumont, And can search deeper into th' intents of men, Then those that are lesse knowing—How appear'd The piety and braue behauiour of Young Charloyes to you? It is my wonder, Since I want language to expresse it fully; And sure the Collonell— Fie! he was faulty—what present mony haue I? There is no want Of any summe a priuate man has vse for. 'Tis well I am strangely taken with this Charaloyes; Methinkes, from his example, the whole age Should learne to be good, and continue so. Vertue workes strangely with vs: and his goodnesse Rising aboue his fortune, seemes to me Princelike, to will, not aske a courtesie. TIs strange. Me thinkes so, In a man, but young, Yet old in iudgement, theorique, and practicke, In all humanity (and to increase the wonder) Religious, yet a Souldier, that he should Yeeld his free liuing youth a captiue, for The reedome of his aged fathers Corpes, And rather choose to want life necessaries, Liberty, hope of fortune, then it should In death be kept from Christian ceremony. Come, 'Tis a goldn president in a Sonne, To let strong nature haue the better hand, (In such a case) of all affected reason. What yeeres sits on this Charlois? Twenty eight, for ince the clocke did strike him 17 old Vnder his fathers wing, this Sonne hath fought, Seru'd and commanded, and so aptly both, That sometimes he appear'd his fathers father, And neuer lesse then's sonne; the old mans vertues So recent in him, as the world may sweare, Nought but a faire tree, could such fayre fruit beare. But wherefore lets he such a barbarous law, And men more barbarous to execute it, Preuaile on his soft disposition, That he had rather dye aliue for debt Of the old man in prison, then he should Rob him of Sepulture, considering These monies borrow'd bought the lenders peace, And all their meanes they inioy, nor was diffus'd In any impious or licencious path? True: for my part, were it my fathers trunke, The tyrannous Ram-heads, with their hornes should gore it, Or, cast it to their curres (than they) lese currsh, Ere prey on me so, with their Lion-law, Bing in my free will (as in his) to shun it. Alasse! he knowes himselfe (in pouerty) lost: For in this parciall auaricious age What price beares Honor? Vertue? Long agoe It was but prays'd, and freez'd, but now a dayes 'Tis colder far, and has, nor loue, nor praise, Very prayse now freezeth too: for nature Did make the heathen, fr ore Christian then, Then knowledge vs (lesse hethenish) Christian. This morning is the funerall. Certainely! And from this prison 'twas the sonnes request That his deare father might inerment haue. See, the young sonn ierd liuely gre.