Massinger, Philip · published 1632 · first performed or written 1621 [1621-1622; prologue, 1629/30(?)] (Annals) tragicomedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T16 Gallantry: ladies, lordships and complim · 493 words
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we desire no more. 'Tis well, and but my grant in this, expect not Assistance from me. Govern as you please The Province you make choice of, for I vow. By all things sacred, if that thou miscarry In this rash undertaking, I will hear it No otherwise than as a sad disaster, fall'n on a stranger: nor will I esteem That man my Subject, who in thy extremes In purse or person aids thee. Take your fortune: You know me, I have said it. So my Lord You have my absolute answer. My Prince pays n me his duty. Follow me, Fulgentio, And you, Astutio. What a frown he threw At his departure, on you. Let him keep His smiles for his state Catamite, I care not. Shall we aboard tonight? Your speed, my Lord, Doubles the benefit. I have a business Requires dispatch, some two hours hence I'll meet you. Nay Signior this is too much ceremony in my own house. What's gracious abroad, must be in private practised. For your mirth-sake Let him alone, he has been all this morning In practice with a peruqued Gentleman usher, To teach him his true amble and his postures, When he walks before a Lady You may, madam, Perhaps, believe that I in this use art, To make you dote upon me by exposing My more than most rare features to your view. But I as I have ever done, deal simply, A mark of sweet simplicity ever noted I'the family of the Syllies. Therefore Lady, Look not with too much contemplation on me, If you do, you are i'the suds. You are no Barber? Fie no, not I, but my good parts have drawn More loving hearts out of fair ladies' bellies, Than the whole trade have done teeth. Is't possible? Yes, and they live too, marry much condoling The scorn of their Narcissus, as they call me, Because I love myself. Without a rival; What philtres or love-powders do you use To force affection? I see nothing in Your person, but I dare look on, yet keep My own poor heart still. You are warned, be armed, And do not lose the hope of such a husband In being too soon enamoured. Hold in your head, Or you must have a martingale. I have sworn Never to take a wife, but such a one (O may your Ladyship prove so strong) as can Hold out a month against me. Never fear it, Though your best taking part, your wealth were trebled I would not woo you. But since in your pity You please to give me caution, tell me what Temptations I must fly from? The first is That you never hear me sing, for I am a Syri. If you observe, when I warble, the dogs howl As ravished with my Ditties, and you will run mad to hear me. I will stop my ears, And keep me little wits.
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Wee desire no more. 'Tis well, and but my grant in this, expect not Assistance from mee. Governe as you please The Province you make choice of, for I vow. By all things sacred, if that thou miscarry In this rash undertaking, I will heare it No otherwise then as a sad disaster, Falne on a stranger: nor will I esteeme That man my Subject, who in thy extremes In purse or person ayds thee. Take your fortune: You know mee, I haue said it. So my Lord You have my absolute answer. My Prince payes n me his duty. Follow me, Fulgentio, And you, Astutio. VVhat a frowne he threw At his departure, on you. Let him keepe His smiles for his state Catamite, I care not. Shall wee aboord to night? Your speed, my Lord, Doubles the benefit. I have a businesse Requires dispatch, some two houres hence I'll meet you. Nay Signior this is too much ceremony in my owne house. VVhat's gratious abroad, must be in private practis'd. For your mirth-sake Let him alone, he has beene all this morning In practice with a perugd Gentleman vsher, To teach him his true amble and his postures, VVhen he walkes before a Lady You may, Madame, Perhaps, beleeve that I in this use art, To make you dote upon mee by exposing My more then most rare features to your view. But I as I have ever done, deale simply, A marke of sweet simplicity ever noted I'the family of the Syllies. Therefore Lady, Looke not with too much contemplation on mee, If you doe, you are i'the suds. You are no Barber? Fie no, not I, but my good parts have drawne More loving hearts out of faire Ladies bellies, Then the whole trade haue done teeth. Is't possible? Yes, and they live too, marry much condoling The scorne of their Narcissus, as they call mee, Because I love my selfe. VVithout a rivall; What philtres or love-powders doe you use To force affection? I see nothing in Your person, but I dare looke on, yet keepe My owne poore heart still. You are warn'd, be arm'd, And doe not lose the hope of such a husband In being too soone enamour'd. Hold in yor head, Or you must haue a martingale. I have sworne Neuer to take a wife, but such a one (O may your Ladiship prove so strong) as can Hold out a moneth against mee. Never feare it, Though your best taking part, your wealth were trebl'd I would not wooe you. But since in your pitty You please to give me caution, tell me what Tempations I must flye from? The first is That you nver heare mee sing, for I am a Syri. If you observe, when I warble, the dogs howle As ravish'd with my Dtties, and you will runne md to heare mee. I will stop my eares, And epe me little wits.