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 T50 Fleets, armies and generals: war by sea · 503 words
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Farewell then fairest cruel. All thoughts in me Of Women perish. Let the glorious light Of noble war extinguish love's dim taper That only lends me light to see my folly; Honour, be thou my everliving Mistress, And fond affection as thy bondslave serve thee. How soon my Sun is set: He being absent, Never to rise again! what a fierce battle Is fought between my passions! methinks We should have kissed at parting. I perceive He has his answer, now must I step in To comfort her, you have found, I hope, sweet Lady, Some difference between a youth of my pitch, And this bugbear Bertoldo, men are men, The king's brother is no more: good parts will do it, When Titles fail, despair not, I may be In time entreated. Be so now to leave me, Lights for my chamber, O my heart! She now I know is going to bed to ruminate Which way to glut herself upon my person, But for my oath-sake I will keep her hungry, And to grow full myself, I'll straight to supper. Embarked tonight do you say? I saw him aboard, Sir, And without taking of his leave? 'Twas strange! Are we grown so contemptible? 'Tis far from me Sir, to add fuel to your anger, That in your ill opinion of him, burns Too hot already, else I should affirm It was a gross neglect. A wilful scorn Of duty and allegiance, you give it Too fair a name. But we shall think on't: can you Guess what the numbers were that followed him In his desperate action? More than you think, Sir. All ill affected spirits in Palermo, Or to your government, or person, with The turbulent swordmen, such whose poverty forced 'em To wish a change, are gone along with him; Creatures devoted to his undertakings In right or wrong, and to express their zeal, And readiness to serve him, ere they went Profanely took the sacrament on their knees, To live and die with him. O most impious! their loyalty to us forgot? I fear so. Unthankful as they are. Yet this deserves not One troubled thought in you, Sir, with your pardon I hold that their remove from hence makes more For your security, than danger. True; and as I'll fashion it, they shall feel it too Astutio, you shall presently be dispatched With letters writ, and signed with our own hand, To the Duchess of Sienna, in excuse Of these forces sent against her. If you spare An oath to give it credit, that, we never Consented to it, swearing for the King, Though false, it is no perjury. I know it. They are not fit to be state agents, Sir, That without scruple of their conscience, cannot Be prodigal in such trifles. Right, Astutio. You must beside from us take some instructions To be imparted, as you judge 'em useful, To the General Gonzaga. Instantly Prepare you for your journey. With the wings Of loyalty and duty.
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Farwell then fairest cruell. All thoughts in me Of Women perish. Let the glorious light Of noble war extinguish loves dimne taper That onely lends me light to see my follie; Honor, be thou my everliving Mistresse, And sond affection as thy bond-slave serve thee. How soone my Sun is set: He being absent, Never to rise againe! what a fierce battaile Is fought betweene my passions! me thinkes We should haue kiss'd at parting. I perceive He has his answer, now must I step in To comfort her, you have found, I hope, sweet Lady, Some diffrence betweene a youth of my pitch And this bug-beare Bertoldo, men are men, The Kings brother is no more: good parts will doe it, When Titles faile, despaire not, I may be In time intreated. Be so now to leave mee, Lights for my chamber, O my heart! She now I know is going to bed to ruminate Which way to glut her selfe upon my person, But for my oth-sake I will keepe her hungry, And to grow full my selfe, I'll straight to supper. EMbarqu'd to night doe you say? I saw him aboord, Sir, And withou taking of his leave? 'Twas strange! Are we growne so contemptible? 'Tis far from me Sir, to adde fuell to your anger, That in your ill opinion of him, burnes Too hot already, else I should affirme It was a grose neglect. A wilfull scorne Of duty and alleageance, you giue it Too faire a name. But we shall think on't: can you Guesse what the numbers were that follow'd him In his desperate action? More then you thinke, Sir. All ill affected spirits in Palermo, Or to your government, or person, with The turbulent sword-men, such whose poverty forc'd 'em To wish a change, are gone along with him; Creaures devoted to his undertakings In right or wrong, and to expresse their zeale, And readinesse to serve him, ere they went Prophanely tooke the sacrament on their knees, To live and dye with him. O most impious! their loyalty to us forgot? I feare so. Vnthankfull as they are. Yet this deserves not One troubled thought in you, Sir, with your pardon I hold that their remove from hence makes more For your security, then danger. True; and as I'll fashion it, they shall feele it too Astutio, you shall presently be dispatch'd With letters writ, and sign'd with our owne hand, To the Duchesse of Siea, in excuse Of thse orces sent against her. If you spare An oath to give it credit, that, wee never Conented to it, swearing for the King, Though false, it is no perjury. I know it. They are not fit to be state agents, Sir, That without scruple of their conscience, cannot Be prodigall in such trifles. Right, Astutio. You must beside from us take some instructions To be imparted, as you judge 'em usefull, To the Generall Gonzaga. Instantly Prpare you for your journey. With the wings Of loyalty and duty.