قراءة كتاب Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 6
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class="i0">Agen[or] made his entrance into Corinth
To wait upon his Rival.
Sos. Can it be
The Prince should sit down with this wrong?
The Prince should sit down with this wrong?
Nean. I know not,
I am sure I should not.
I am sure I should not.
Era. Trust me nor I,
A Mother is a name, but put in ballance
With a young Wench 'tis nothing; where did you leave him?
A Mother is a name, but put in ballance
With a young Wench 'tis nothing; where did you leave him?
Nean. Near Vesta's Temple, for there he dismiss'd me,
And full of troubled thoughts, calling for Crates:
He went with him, but whither, or to what purpose
I am a stranger.
And full of troubled thoughts, calling for Crates:
He went with him, but whither, or to what purpose
I am a stranger.
Enter Theanor and Crates.
Era. They are come back Neanthes.
The. I like the place well.
Cra. Well Sir? it is built
As if the Architect had been a Prophet,
And fashion'd it alone for this night's action;
The Vaults so hollow, and the Walls so strong,
As Dian there might suffer violence,
And with loud shrikes in vain call Jove to help her;
Or should he hear, his Thunder could not find
An entrance to it.
As if the Architect had been a Prophet,
And fashion'd it alone for this night's action;
The Vaults so hollow, and the Walls so strong,
As Dian there might suffer violence,
And with loud shrikes in vain call Jove to help her;
Or should he hear, his Thunder could not find
An entrance to it.
The. I give up my self
Wholly to thy direction, worthiest Crates;
And yet the desperate cure that we must practice
Is in it self so foul, and full of danger,
That I stand doubtful whether 'twere more manly
To dye not seeking help, or that help being
So deadly, to pursue it.
Wholly to thy direction, worthiest Crates;
And yet the desperate cure that we must practice
Is in it self so foul, and full of danger,
That I stand doubtful whether 'twere more manly
To dye not seeking help, or that help being
So deadly, to pursue it.
Cra. To those reasons
I have already urg'd, I will add these.
For but consider Sir—
I have already urg'd, I will add these.
For but consider Sir—
Era. It is of weight
What e'r it be, that with such vehement action,
Of Eye, Hand, Foot, nay all his bodies motion,
Crates incites the Prince to.
What e'r it be, that with such vehement action,
Of Eye, Hand, Foot, nay all his bodies motion,
Crates incites the Prince to.
Nean. Then observe,
With what variety of passions he
Receives his reasons; now he's pale, and shakes
For fear or anger; now his natural red
Comes back again, and with a pleasing smile
He seems to entertain it; 'tis resolv'd on
Be it what 'twill: to his ends may it prosper
Though the State sink for't.
With what variety of passions he
Receives his reasons; now he's pale, and shakes
For fear or anger; now his natural red
Comes back again, and with a pleasing smile
He seems to entertain it; 'tis resolv'd on
Be it what 'twill: to his ends may it prosper
Though the State sink for't.
Cra. Now you are a Prince
Fit to rule others, and in shaking off
The Bonds in which your Mother fetters you
Discharge your debt to nature, she's your guide,
Follow her boldly, Sir.
Fit to rule others, and in shaking off
The Bonds in which your Mother fetters you
Discharge your debt to nature, she's your guide,
Follow her boldly, Sir.
The. I am confirm'd,
Fall what may fall.
Fall what may fall.
Cra. Yet still disguise your malice
In your humility.
In your humility.
The. I am instructed.
Cra. Though in you[r] heart there rage a thousand tempests,
All calmness in your looks.
All calmness in your looks.
The. I shall remember.
Cra. And at no hand, though these are us'd as agents
Acquaint them with your purpose till the instant
That we employ them; 'tis not fit they have
Time to consider, when 'tis done, reward
Or fear will keep them silent: yet you may
Grace them as you pass by, 'twill make them surer,
And greedier to deserve you.
Acquaint them with your purpose till the instant
That we employ them; 'tis not fit they have
Time to consider, when 'tis done, reward
Or fear will keep them silent: yet you may
Grace them as you pass by, 'twill make them surer,
And greedier to deserve you.
The. I'll move only
As you would have me: Good-day Gentlem[e]n;
Nay, spare this ceremonious form of duty
To him that brings love to you, equal love,
And is in nothing happier, than in knowing
It is return'd by you; we are as one.
As you would have me: Good-day Gentlem[e]n;
Nay, spare this ceremonious form of duty
To him that brings love to you, equal love,
And is in nothing happier, than in knowing
It is return'd by you; we are as one.
Sos. I am o'r-joy'd, I know not
How to reply: but—
How to reply: but—
Era. Hang all buts; my Lord,
For this your bounteous favour—
For this your bounteous favour—
Nean. Let me speak,
If to feed Vultures here, after the halter
Has done his part, or if there be a Hell
To take a swinge or two there, may deserve this.
If to feed Vultures here, after the halter
Has done his part, or if there be a Hell
To take a swinge or two there, may deserve this.
Sos. We are ready.
Era. Try us any way.
Nean. Put us to it.
The. What jewels I have in you!
Cra. Have these souls,
That for a good look, and a few kind words
Part with their Essence?
That for a good look, and a few kind words
Part with their Essence?
The. Since you will compell me
To put that to the tryal, which I doubt not,
Crates, may be, suddainly will instruct you
How, and in what to shew your loves; obey him
As you would bind me to you.
To put that to the tryal, which I doubt not,
Crates, may be, suddainly will instruct you
How, and in what to shew your loves; obey him
As you would bind me to you.
Cra. 'Tis well-grounded;
Leave me to rear the building.
Leave me to rear the building.
Nean. We will do.
Cra. I know it.
Era. Any thing you'll put us to. [Exeunt.
Scæna Secunda.
Enter Leonidas, Merione, Beliza, Servants.
Leo. Sister, I reap the harvest of my labours
In your preferment, be you worthy of it,
And with an open bosom entertain
A greater fortune than my love durst hope for;
Be wise, and welcome it: play not the coy
And foolish wanton, with the offered bounties
Of him that is a Prince. I
In your preferment, be you worthy of it,
And with an open bosom entertain
A greater fortune than my love durst hope for;
Be wise, and welcome it: play not the coy
And foolish wanton, with the offered bounties
Of him that is a Prince. I