Massinger, Philip · published 1633 · first performed or written 1625 (Annals) comedy · Queen Henrietta Maria's Men · Phoenix/Cockpit unassigned nearest T6 Money, debt and credit · 501 words
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His looks are ghastly. Some little time I have spent under your favours In physical studies, and if my judgement err not he's mad beyond recovery: but observe him, And look to yourselves. Why is not the whole world Included in myself? to what use then Are friends, and servants? say there were a squadron Of pikes, lined through with shot, when I am mounted Upon my injuries, shall I fear to charge 'em? No: I'll through the battalia, and that routed, I'll fall to execution. Ha! I am feeble: Some undone widow sits upon mine arm, And takes away the use of't; and my sword Glued to my scabbard, with wronged orphans tears Will not be drawn. Ha! what are these? sure hangmen, That come to bind my hands, and then to drag me Before the judgement seat now they are new shapes And do appear like furies, with steel whips To scourge my ulcerous soul? shall I then fall Ingloriously, and yield? no spite of fate I will be forced to hell like to myself, Though you were legions of accursed spirits. Thus would I fly among you, There's no help Disarm him first, then bind him. Take a Mittimus And carry him to Bedlam. How he foams! And bites the earth. Carry him to some dark room There try what Art can do for his recovery. O my dear father! You must be patient mistress Here is a precedent to teach wicked men, That when they leave Religion, and turn Atheists Their own abilities leave'em, pray you take comfort I will endeavour you shall be his guardians In his distractions: and for your land master Welborne, Be it good, or ill in law, I'll be an umpire, Between you, and this, th'undoubt heir Of Sir Giles Overreach, for me, here's the anchor That I must fix on. What you shall determine, My lord, I will allow of. 'Tis the language That I speak too; but there is something else Beside the repossession of my land, And payment of my debts that I must practise I had a reputation, but 'twas lost In my loose course; and till I redeem it Some noble way, I am but half made up It is a time of Action, if your Lordship Will please to confer a company upon me In your command, I doubt not in my service To my King, and Country, but I shall do something That may make me right again. Your suit is granted, And you loved for the motion, Nothing wants then But your allowance. But your allowance, and in that, our all Is comprehended; it being known, nor we, Nor be that wrote the Comedy can be free Without your manumission, which if you Grant willingly, as a fair favour due To the Poets, and our labours, (as you may) For we despair not Gentlemen of the Play) We jointly shall profess your grace hath might To teach us action, and him how to write.
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His lookes are ghastly. Some little time I haue spent vnder your fauours In physicall studies, and if my iudgement erre not Hee's mad beyond recouery: but obserue him, And looke to your selues. Why is not the whole world Included in my selfe? to what vse then Are friends, and seruants? say there were a squadron Of pikes, lined through with shot, when I am mounted Vpon my iniuries, shall I feare to charge 'em? No: I'le through the battalia, and that routed, I'le fall to execution. Ha! I am feeble: Some vndone widdow sitts vpon mine arme, And takes away the vse of't; and my sword Glew'd to my scabberd, with wrong'd orphans teares Will not be drawne. Ha! what are these? sure hangmen, That come to bind my hands, and then to dragge me Before the iudgement seate now they are new shapes And do appeare like furies, with steele whippes To scourge my vlcerous soule? shall I then fall Ingloriously, and yeeld? no spite of fate I will be forc'd to hell like to my selfe, Though you were legions of accursed spiritts. Thus would I flie among you, There's no helpe Disarme him first, then bind him. Take a Mittimus And carry him to Bedlam. How he fomes! And bites the earth. Carry him to some darke roome There try what Art can do for his recouery. O my deare father! You must be patient mistresse Here is a president to teach wicked men, That when they leaue Religion, and turne Atheists Their owne abilities leaue'em, pray you take comfort I will endeuour you shall be his guardians In his distractions: and for your land master VVelborne, Be it good, or ill in law, I'le be an vmpire, Betweene you, and this, th'vndoubted heire Of Sir Giles Ouerreach, for me, here's the anchor That I must fix on. What you shall determine, My lord, I will allow of. 'Tis the language That I speake too; but there is something else Beside the repossession of my land, And payment of my debts that I must practise I had a reputation, but 'twas lost In my loose course; and 'till I redeeme it Some noble way, I am but halfe made vp It is a time of Action, if your Lordship Will please to conferre a company vpon mee In your command, I doubt not in my seruice To my King, and Country, but I shall do something That may make me right agen. Your suite is granted, And you lou'd for the motion, Nothing wants then But your allowance. BVt your allowance, and in that, our all Is comprehended; it being knowne, nor we, Nor be that wrot the Comedie can be free VVithout your Mannumission, which if you Grant willingly, as a faire fauour due To the Poets, and our labours, (as you may) For we despaire not Gentlemen of the Play) VVe iointly shall professe your grace hath might To teach vs action, and him how to write.