And useful for your lordship; and once more I say aloud, they are yours.
What's by unjust and cruel means extorted: My fame and credit are more dear to me, Than so to expose them to be censured by The public voice.
Over. You run, my lord, no hazard:
Your reputation shall stand as fair In all good men's opinions as now; Nor can my actions, though condemn'd for ill, Cast any foul aspersion upon yours. For though I do contemn report myself, As a mere sound; I still will be so tender Of what concerns you in all points of honour, That the immaculate whiteness of
Nor your unquestioned integrity,
Shall e'er be sullied with one taint or spot That may take from your innocence and candour. All my ambition is to have my daughter
Right honourable; which my lord can make her: And might I live to dance upon my
A young lord Lovell, born by her unto you, I write nil ultra to my proudest hopes. As for possessions and annual rents, Equivalent to maintain you in the port Your noble birth and present state require, I do remove that burden from your shoulders, And take it on mine own: for though I ruin The country to supply your riotous waste, The scourge of prodigals (want) shall never find Lov. Are you not frighted with the imprecations And curses of whole families, made wretehed By your sinister practices?
When foaming billows split themselves against Their flinty ribs; or as the moon is moved,
When wolves, with hunger pined, howl at her bright- I am of a solid temper, and, like these,
Steer on a constant course: with mine own sword,
It call'd into the field, I can make that right, Which fearful enemies murmur'd at as wrong.
Now, for those other peddling complaints, Breathed out in bitterness; as, when they call me Extortioner, tyrant, cormorant, or intruder On my poor neighbour's right, or grand encloser Of what was common to my private use;
Nay, when my ears are pierced with widows' cries, And undone orphans wash with tears my threshold ; I only think what 'tis to have my daughter Right honourable; and 'tis a powerful charm, Makes me insensible of remorse or pity, Or the least sting of conscience.
The toughness of your nature.
Over. 'Tis for you,
My lord, and for my daughter, I am marble.
THE PICTURE: A TRAGI-COMEDY,
BY PHILIP MASSINGER.
MATTHIAS, a knight of Bohemia, going to the wars; in parting with his wife, shows her substantial reasons why he should go.
Mat. Since we must part, Sophia, to pass further Is not alone impertinent, but dangerous. We are not distant from the Turkish camp Above five leagues; and who knows but some party Of his Timariots, that scour the country, May fall upon us? Be now, as thy name Truly interpreted' hath ever spoke thee,
Wise and discreet; and to thy understanding Marry thy constant patience.
Soph. You put me, sir,
To the utmost trial of it.
Mat. Nay, no melting:
Since the necessity, that now separates us, We have long since disputed; and the reasons, Forcing me to it, too oft wash'd in tears.
I grant that you in birth were far above me, And great men my superiors rivals for But mutual consent of heart, as hands
Join'd by true love, hath made us one and equal: Nor is it in me mere desire of fame,
Or to be cried up by the public voice
For a brave soldier, that puts on my armour;
Such airy tumors take not me: you
How narrow our demeans are; and what's more, Having as yet no charge of children on us, We hardly can subsist.
Soph. In you alone, sir,
I have all abundance.
Mat. For my mind's content,
In your own language I could answer you. You have been an obedient wife, a right one; And to my power, though short of your desert, I have been ever an indulgent husband.
We have long enjoy'd the sweets of love, and though Not to satiety or loathing, yet
We must not live such dotards on our pleasures, As still to hug them to the certain loss
Of profit and preferment. Competent means Maintains a quiet bed, want breeds dissension Ev'n in good women.
Soph. Have you found in me, sir,
Any distaste or sign of discontent, For want of what's superfluous ?
Mat. No, Sophia;
Nor shalt thou ever have cause to repent Thy constant course in goodness, if Heaven bless My honest undertakings. 'Tis for thee, That I turn soldier, and put forth, dearest, Upon this sea of action as a factor,
To trade for rich materials to adorn
Thy noble parts, and show them in full lustre. I blush that other ladies, less in beauty And outward form, but, in the harmony Of the soul's ravishing music, the same age Not to be named with thee, should so outshine thee In jewels and variety of wardrobes;
While you, to whose sweet innocence both Indies Compared are of no value, wanting these,
Pass unregarded.
Soph. If I am so rich,
Or in your opinion so, why should you borrow Addition for me?
Mat. Why? I should be censured
Of ignorance, possessing such a jewel, Above all price, if I forbear to give it The best of ornaments. Therefore, Sophia, In few words know my pleasure, and obey me; As you have ever done. To your discretion I leave the government of my family,
And our poor fortunes, and from these command Obedience to you as to myself:
To the utmost of what 's mine, live plentifully: And, ere the remnant of our store be spent, With my good sword I hope I shall reap for you
A harvest in such full abundance, as
Shall make a merry winter.
Soph. Since you are not
To be diverted, sir, from what you purpose, All arguments to stay you here are useless.
Go when you please, sir. Eyes, I charge you, waste not One drop of sorrow; look you hoard all Till in my widow'd bed I call upon you: But then be sure you fail not. You blest angels, Guardians of human life, I at this instant Forbear to invoke you at our parting; 'twere To personate devotion. My soul
Shall go along with you; and when you are Circled with death and horror, seek and find you; And then I will not leave a saint unsued to For your protection. To tell you what
I will do in your absence, would show poorly; My actions shall speak me. 'Twere to doubt you, To beg I may hear from you where you are; You cannot live obscure: nor shall one post, By night or day, pass unexamined by me. If I dwell long upon your lips, consider After this feast the griping fast that follows; And it will be excusable; pray, turn from me; All that I can is spoken.
[The good sense, rational fondness, and chastised feeling, of this dialogue, make it more valuable than many of those scenes in which this writer has attempted a deeper passion and more tragical interest. Mas
singer had not the higher requisites of his art in any thing like the degree in which they were possessed by Ford, Webster, Tourneur, Heywood, and others. He never shakes or disturbs the mind with grief. He is read with composure and placid delight. He wrote with that equability of all the passions, which made his English style the purest and most free from violent metaphors and harsh constructions, of any of the dramatists who were his contemporaries.]
THE PARLIAMENT OF LOVE: A COMEDY, BY PHILIP MASSINGER.
CLEREMOND takes an oath to perform his mistress LEONORA's pleasure. She enjoins him to kill his best friend. He invites MONTROSE to the field, under pretence of wanting him for a second: then shows, that he must fight with him.
Cler. This is the place.
Mont. An even piece of ground,
Without advantage; but be jocund, friend: The honour to have enter'd first the field, However we come off, is ours.
So well I am acquainted with your valour, To dare, in a good cause, as much as man, Lend you encouragement; and should I add, Your power to do, which Fortune, howe'er blind, Hath ever seconded, I cannot doubt
But victory still sits upon your sword,
And must not now forsake
Mont. You shall see me
Come boldly up: nor will I shame your cause, By parting with an inch of ground not bought With blood on my part.
Cler. 'Tis not to be question'd:
That which I would entreat, (and pray you grant it,) Is, that you would forget your usual softness, Your foe being at your mercy; it hath been A custom in you, which I dare not praise, Having disarm'd your enemy of his sword, To tempt your fate, by yielding it again; Then run a second hazard.
Mont. When we encounter
A noble foe, we cannot be too noble.
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