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003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | 4 6 The Gratefull Seruant. wife man knowes»to be the onely hzppinsfleof Efe.3Bd the inheritance, we are borne to. Lodw* But ftay.,how comes it to pafie.that aceoannng me fo youngatinner, yonnow aduenture todifcouer your felfe? Grim* To you? LodXv. To mee. grim* Good my Lord conceiae me, ycu were a young (inner, and in your Nonage, does that inferre that ycu haue made no growth, that y'are a child ft ill, dee thinke that I ha nocvvittodifiinguifti a Principiant in vjee,.from-Gradu ate, fhall 1 be afraid to Uy ©pen my fecretftirrputifsreyoo, thatarealmoft as perfeft as my telle in EpictrrifmM befcech you, doe not thinke, 1 ha fo little manners te vndeivalue yoa. Lodw. Very well, proc:ed. Grim* And yet my Lord, with your princely liceafe.you may learn too,and indeed the firft vertue that J would com mend to your p-a&iceihould be that, by which I haue atr tain'd to this^Uiigb^andopinionjancS tbats Hypoeiitie* Lad*. H--'pc critic/ grim. Yes, adelicare white diudU doe but fafhion your fclre to feeme hok.and ftudie to be worfe in priuate,worfe, youlefind your felfe more a&iue in your icnfualitie, and it will be an otherticillation, to thinke what an afle you make a'the beleeuing world ,that will be readie to dote, nay (uper ftitioufly adore you, for abufingthem. Lsdfr. This is preity wholfbme do6trine,and harke you, ha you no wenches now and then / grim. Wenches / would the Duke your Brother had fo many for his owne fake, or you either. Lodw. Hafti'faith/ Grim, Faith,.*' why judge by your felfe , howdte thinke a man fliould fobfift, wenching ? way tis the top-branch, the heart, the very Souk of pkafuFe, ile not giue achip tobec anEmpsrour, and 1 may notcuruet asortena3my confli* tution reqaires, Ltcherie is the Monarch of Delight, whole Throne is in the blond, to which all other finnes doe homage, and bow like fcruiceable Vaflailes, petty Subicfts in the Dominion of fiefh-frrrr- Wenches why | 68 | 0.386 | 0.169 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The G rat ef tills ervvnt. 47 Why I haue cs many — yet now I thinke better ©n't, lie keepe that ro my felfe , Sore makes a good preuerbe. Lodw. Nay nay, be free and open to mee, you haue my oath not to betray. grim. Well, ik not bee nice to you , yon little imagine fthosgh I be married, vthac I am the greateft whoremaftcr i'chDakedome, Ladw. Not the greateft ? gnm : Haue a ftrong faith and faue my proofes, I / the Vfurerdoe not hoard vp his gold, nor the Goutatrey op prcfior Ins Corne more againft adeara yeare, but CAHta finenCafte, my Nunneathome knowes nothing , like a Mole in the earth, iworkcdeepe, but inuifiible ; I haue my priuateHoufes, ray Granaries, my Magafines bully, as many Concubines , as would collected , furnith the Great Turkes Seraglio. Ladw. How doe you conceak 'em , I (hou'.d nerc keeps tulle fo many, but 'twould be knowne. grim : You are then a Nouice in the Art of Venus , and will tell Tales out a'the Schook, like your weake Gallants o'thefirfc. chin, that will brag what Ladies they haue brought to their obedience , that thinke it a mighty honour , todifcourfehow many Fortes they haue beka guerd. how many they haue taken by battery, how many by compofition , and how many by Stratagem ; that will proclaims, how this Madam kififes, how like (uie the tother bmajtubi embraced em, and with what afitiuity , a third playes her amorous prize, a fine commendation for fnch Whelpcsiftnot ? Lodw: A fault, afanlt, who can deny it? But what are thofe you practice with ? A touch , come , what Commodities ? grim : Not Sale-ware , Mercenary ftnffo, that yee may haa: i'th Suburbs, and now maintains traffique with Am. bafadours Seruants, nor with Laundr«fks, like yourStu. dents in Law , who teach her to argue the cafe fo long, till (he find a Statute for it, nor with Miftris Silkcworrae in she Citty, that longs for crearae and cakes , and Ioues to Cuckold | 69 | 0.403 | 0.193 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | -8 v ThcGrattfull Servant. Cuckold her Husband in freih ayre, nor with your waiting Gentlewoman, that is in loue with poetry.and will not part with her honour, vnderaCcpic of fine verfes, or an Ana gram, nor with your courfe Lady her felfe. thatketpes a Stallion and cczens the old Knight , and his two p3tre of SpeftacleSjinthe (tape ofaSemir.gman, but with your rich, faire, high-fed, glorious and Springing Catamountaines, Ladies of blond, whofe eyes will make a Souldkr melt, and he were compos'd of marble, whofe eueryfmik, hatha raagnetickeloree to draw vp Souks , whofe voyce will charme a Satyre , and tarne a mans prayers into ambition, make a Hermit runne to Heli for a touch on her , and there hug his owne damnar ion. Lo iw. 1 haue heard yoa, and now I thinke fit todifcoaer my felfe to you, you are a Raf'call. grim. Sir, I thinke 1 am one. Lod** Let not your wiidomc thinke, I can bee fo eafi* ly guld. grim* How Sir? Lodw. Hou thinke yoa haue talked very methodically, and cunningly all this while, and that 1 am as they fay, a credulous coxtcombe, and cannot perceiue.that by your po- litique jv-eres vpon my pleafures, you labour rodiicredit.not onely my recreations , but my felfe to my owne face , D'ee heare?tbetime m3y come you will not direthefe things,ard yetyou (hall fee.I willnot no v fo much as feeme angry. pre- feme your humor , 'twill frefe o'ch Stage myjear* ned Gymnofophift, very well, cxcelknt well. Grim. Why does not your Lo dlhipbckeuemethen? Lea.*. Do'd thou thinke throughout the yeare, I will look one minute of my paftime , forthis your tooth- leffe Satyre, your mocke ballad, goe get fome pretty tune .'twill doeyouag-eatdeakofcredit, the next Lenttobeptefen- tedby folly in an Antimiske, lletoa wench p-elcntly. Grim, lcameto carry youtoone. Lodw* H3W.'thou? gum. Doe not dcct'iue your felfe, come You (hall beleeue and thank? mee , will that (erue turne, ft a 11 I bee thought worthy to bee truftcd then, if I doe the office of a Bawd for | 70 | 0.455 | 0.187 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Grate futt Seruant. 4 * (o* v a apr? pl3y xhs Pander with dexterities will that con uinccy^u? - Ladw. Y-s, yes, then I will belerue thee. gr%*. Tt m goe with me, and I willdemoaBrate. Lodw. Wiiither ? grim I wiilcarrv you to a L»dy bee not afraid fece is feouvt!, a ha d:o-ne pcece ot A. ft, a Lady that will bound jcf , s"d rebound, a ladie that will rau;(h j ou. Lad*. Me? grin.. vV ith d li»htand admiration , one in whom doth flownih all the cxcelkncie cl wnmen,honc fty only .-xcr pted, fochacriarep:ngbrow.ipeakingtye,fpringingcheekc,teap tinglip, iw.tliag bofomc. Lodw * W ul ) ou kads me to ftich a creature i grim. Yi$. a\,odvp. And 'hall I e nioy her in dalliance ? Grim. Y?s, and thinke your felfe ricm-r, then to be Lord ©f both the Indies, hcres my handcutrt off if ,1 due net this feate tor you , when you pie ate, and when you are fa: isfi. cd with her, jlehelpc you tofotty more, but wee are in terrupted. Enter Giotto, Seranx.o* giot* There he is w ith grimundo* iar, His lire Gouernour,he is piuing him good counfeU. giot, Prav heauen he haue the grace to follow it. grim. Confi ict Sir, but what will betbeend* Of alt rhefe wicked coutfes. Ladw. Pretions villaine. gam. We muft be circumfpeft. Ltd*. Nomore, 1 haue a crotchet new fprung, Where (hall I meere thee ? grim * ! k cxpeS ? ou in the parke— be very feeree My Lord I can bat grteae foryou, Exm Lad*. How haue we all beene ci*:n'd / What is my broker / Sor, rbishouremytord^heisnowvpontetunie* "Lodw* lk fee him, *od then prepare me tor this L _J/, H * | 71 | 0.33 | 0.165 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | ,0 The Gratefull Seruant. Jfecle a boylingin m> v? ines already, Thisisthc Hie of greatntf^ and of Court _ They 'r looks that will be frighted from their (port* Etetm A'CTVS 4. SCjENA, I. Enter Lottie icke, and Tiero. Ladw. Do'tandthoulcu'ittne? 'Tier* What dee meant my Lord / Lad*. Nay \rce muft haue focb adealc ©f circurnttance, 3 fay doe it. Ti.r. Wha.3that/ _"•'.•■■ io^w. That / Is thatfuch a piece of matter, does itap peare fo horrid in > our imagination , that you ihould looke as if you were f riga.ed now ? Her MyLojditis ; Lod** A thAg your luft will prompt yon to, but that Yoaaffcct Ceremony, and lou« to btc entreated. TUro* With yout Lady / hod*. Yet ag*ine , mull I voyce it like tbeTowne* Cryer, and ramme it into yonr head with noy fe , yoa haue not beene obfetu'd fo dull, inabulineuc of this fupple Nfr Tie r . But thinke on't agen, I pray yoa thinke a little bet ter, I ha no great ambition to. ha my throat cat* Lodwt By whom ? • Pitro. By you.you cannot chufe but kill me for e, when I haue done, name any other Lady, or halfe a fcore on 'crn.as farre as fl*(h will goe, I ha but a body , and that (hall ven ture vpon a difeafs to doe you feruice, but your Lady. Ladw. Haue I not told thee my end / Ftero : I Sir , but I am very loath to begin with her , I know fee w ill not let me doe the fcate, I had as good neuer attempt it. Ladw* Is your moontanous promifc come to this / Re member, ifl doe not turnehoaeft — »-. tin: Jtfy, Lord doe but con fide? ~3 Wflj I Will doe | 72 | 0.394 | 0.189 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The GfAtefull Seruanf. \i what I can, and there be no remedy ****** but Lodw* No burring. Piero, Nav for butting.yottr Lordfeip is like «o doe that better, when I haue done with your Lady, vpon one con dition, Ilerefolne. Ladw. Whatsrlut/ Fieri* Imufthealittkpkine w'eemyLord, that yoa wonot aske me bleiling, I am like to bee one of your God fathers. Liiw* How/ Titro.Theuew name that I (hall adderoyonr other title! Willfticke iny onr head and I feare corrupt your b • liaes too many wife men ha'ie runne mad vpon'c inthe Citty* Lad*, N^uer feare it, tor if thtucanft but corrupt her, lie (hew a diuorce prtfently. Piero, And bring m e i n for a w : tnes. Enter AjleRal Ladw* She's herefcsrenothirn, Ik be thy protection, it were not amifle to caft away feme kindnes vpon her, nay I Wascommingto take my leaue. •Aft* I know youneaer meant it, Lodw. Thus my beft intents are rewarded frill , the morefinne vpon your conscience, y'haue a hard heart, but heauen forgiuevsalI,_^#<?#<« fare well, Titro exp«& mvre turnehere— — pray entertainethis Gcntkm:ncourteoufly in my abfence, you know not how kindly i may take it. Aft* 1 would you would enioyne me any tcftimony, Sol might be in hope to winne your loue. Ladw. Tis in the will of women to doe much, do: not difoaire, the proudtft heart is but flefe, thinke a that. Aft. Ofw^at? tad*. Offkft.androlkaueyeu. Tier, Wilt pkafcyoa Madam ,wa!ke into your chamb.r» I haae (bmethingto impart, will require more priuacie. Aft. If it bee grief e, tis welcome. Exeunt. Enter Duke, and Lords. Duke. Mf Souk I haae examin'd, an j yet find Nosvafonto: my fpolifc pi&on Ha Ow | 73 | 0.4 | 0.169 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | ia The Grateful/ Servant. Our hot Italic doth arTed thdc boys, For finne . 1'uc no kc i flame.and yet me thooghC He did *ppeare mot louely, nay in'* abfcnce 1 chcnft nis Idea, bnt I muft Exc'ude him, whik he hath but foft impreflion, B fog remou'd ahead? in hit p^rlon, 1 bote him with ledc trouble. Enter giotto, g.ttc Pleakyour H<gWlfe« A Strang r but bm-: Gentleman o^q talifie, InteaJingtof aue S4*#/, numbly prayes Tokiffeyouehand* Duke* A Gentl man, admit hirr* Enter Fefcaridt/g*tfed,aodk'fes the Dukes band* Fofc . You are a gracious prince aid this high tauOKf B-f>ru;s m- perlon, and ray Sword, when yon Vooc.ute fo much addition to this honour, Toed! them to your Seruic*. T>m'°c. You are noble. Fo/can. 1 i* ,iot complement my Lord alone Ma<k me thus bo'd, I hau.. I p. >uatc mcftage, , 9i. *fe ;. O-! comma -A their diuacce, Dike. Waice without* Fofc* Haue j ou forgot this face / Duix, Fa'c rifjftidow/ Tajc* ThcfubftanceSir.andonce more atyour feef, . Dmte^ Rrtum'd to life. Rife,meet our atmes j why it This Cloud ? F*/f . Your pardon ©vail Sir, it will Co* erne voo, Highoetfe to petmit m. walks InfomcEC'pfe. Duke* Hovy / fofc * Be bat pkas'd ro grant A little freed ome to my fpech, I feall Demonftrate the necetiiry of this Action, 1 (aid t had a mtsTuage, I come Sir from (leona. Duke. From Cleona e Me* Fromhec indeed, and in her w* _ *»* | 74 | 0.368 | 0.176 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Grateful/ Servant. 5 3 Prnpowd a queftion,to which (he prayes, .0.1 would b ; juft and noble in your answer, Duke* Without deputing your Commitlion , Vpon mine Honour — — Fofc . Prir?c:s cannot ftainc it ,dee you loue hsr / Duke* Doe I loue her / Strange / Frfc. Na> fee would haue vou paafej and thinke Wellc're Y ju g ne her refolation. for (he bad me tell you She has beene much afliCted fince you left her, About ycur loae. Dukf. About my loae / I prethee Bee more particular. fejc. 1 feall,fofoone As you «etc gone, being alone, and full Of roelancholly thoughts. Duke. 1 left her fo* fofc. Willing to cafe her head vpon her ccud=. Through filence, and tome frieadfeipof thedarke, Shee fell ofl.epe, and in a fhort dreame thought, j Some Spirit told her foftly in her eare. You did bat mockeher with a fmooth pretence Oi Loue, Dkc* Hal fofc, More, that you ire fallen from honour* Haue taken impious fUmes into your boforac, That y'are a Bird of prey , and while (he hath Nohoufeold Lar,towaitevponherthrt(ho!d Yon would ft . e in. and fciz-vpon her honoar. Duke. I hop? fee ha's no faith in dreames. fofc. And yet D:uiniry harh oftentimes defended Vpo -our fl mbers.and the bkfl'-d troupei Haue in the cilmc, and quiet of the Souk, Conuers'd with vs, tang t men and women happy "VVayestop.easfitatyrantsrage.andlisft* Duke * B « tms was \oraz moft falie mal cious Spirit, That would infinuater with her white Soule, ThtrV* d*ngei it flu fiberife the intufion, f H 3 f *r: | 75 | 0.431 | 0.19 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | This *\6 The Grateful/ Seruant. fife. She cannot tell, fee hath fome feares my Lord, Great men haue left exampks of their vfce, And yet no iealoufie of you, but what - A rayrack doth vrge, if this be one.; If yoa but once more fay you loue Cleona, And fpeake itvnro rae.and to the Angels, Which in her prayers, fee hath inuok'd to heare 7©3» She Will be confident, and tell her drsamc. She cannot be illuded . Duty. Though 1 need not Giue an account to any, but to Heauen And her faire felfe, Fefcari% thou (halt tell her With whatalacritie I di'play my heart, I loue her with chaft and noble fire, my intents are Faire as herbrow,te!l her I dare prociairac it, In my deuotions, at that minute, when I know a million of adoringSpirits Houer about the Altar, I doe loae her— fofc* Enough, enough, ray Lord be pkas'd to heare,- What I haue now to fay, you hane expreft A braue and vertuous Souk, but I muft not Cerry this raeffige to her, therefore take Your owne words backe agen— ■ I loae Cleona With chaft»and noble fire, my intents are Faire as her brow, I dare proclaime it Sir, In my deuotions ,at that minute, when I know a Million of adoring Spirits, Houer about the Altar. Duke, Doeyeraockeme? fofc • Pardon a truth my Lord, I haue apparrdd My owns fence with your language. Duke. Doe you coma Toaff or.t *s, you had better ha beene fleeping In your cold vrne, and fame late giue you out, And mingkd with the rude forgotten afces, Thenliue tomoueour anger. fift, Spare} our trowncs. | 76 | 0.399 | 0.164 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The GratefullServvnt. 55 I&MkV This earth weighs not my Spirit do wne.afcare Would dy the paleneffe of my Fathers duft, Into a blufe, Sir many are aliae, Wilhwearc,! did not trembkata Canon, When it ftrooke thunder in mine eare,and wrapt My head in her blew mifis, it is not breath Can fright a noble truth, nor is there Magicke I'th psrfo n of a King that playes the Tyraat, Bat a good S word can eafily vneharme ie, Dune. Yon threaten vs. fofc. Heauen auerc fo blacke a thought, Though in my honours caufe I can be flame, My bloui is froft totreafon make me not Bely my hek.c, for 1 doe loue Cleona ? And ray bold heart tels me, aboue all height. You can affift her with, no birth or ftats Can challenge a Prerogttiue in loue ; Nay be nor partiall.and yoa (hall afcribe To mine loues victory, for though I admit, You value her aboue your Dakedome, healrh, That youwoaldfacrifice your bload, to aueit' Any mifhap thculd threaten that deare bead,' All this is but aboue your felfe, but ( Loue her aboue her felfe, and while you can Butgiueyourlife,andallyouhaue,todoa Cleona feruice, I can giue away Her felfe, Cleona s felfe, in my loue to her, I fee you are at ioffe. Ik reconcile All, (he is yours, this minate ends my claime, - Liue, and eaioy her happily, may you Be famous in that beautious Empire, (hee BiAt info great a Lord. Duke, ImufVfiotbe Orecorne in honour, nor would doefo great A wrong; to eaioy the bleffing, I knew not You wcreengag'd* fofc . Ere you proceed, I m uft Befcech you heare rn : out, I ana bat frt&> | 77 | 0.433 | 0.186 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | --# _* The GratefuU Servant, Return'd from trauaile, in my abfcnce, (he Heard I was flame, at mvreturne.vpon The hearing of thefe honours you intend her, And which I nowbeteeuc from your owne lip, I (ound a meanes.and haae wrought her already, Into a fir me belcifethatiamded, f For I hau; but pretended I came from her,) If for my lake you leaue her now, J can Make good bet fairh and dye,'tftia"not be faldj I liu'd,and ouerthrew Qeo"*'s fortune. Duke, Stay myracle of honour, and of loue. Eoic If you procef d , as ir concernes your h*PP'nc"e* I can fecure all feare ot mee, 1 am Refolu'd acourk wherein I will bee dead To her, > et Hue to pray for her, and you, Although I neuer fee you more, will yoa MyRoyaliLo:d? Duke* DdeuerLouer plead Againft himfelfe before ? fofc* 1 loue her (till, Ar.d in that ftudy her advancement Sir, In vou. I cannot giac her. Du':e , Weil,I will (till loue her^ndiblicitc. fafc, Andnotopwn That lam hung. Duke. Not a Syllable. fef. * i am confident, let me but kiffe your hand. Ag«n, may bktfifgs dwell with you for tuer. Exit\ Dulc, He was ai wayes noble, bat this pafljon Has otrgone Hyitorie,it makes forme, H lik to my cm teoustate, Pefati thar.k?s, Like the aged Phenix, thy old bue expires, And horn luch Death, fp< ings lite to my dt fires. Exit. Enter Dulcint* Dulc* The Father is not come yet, nor my Lord Reto n'd, yet whera they doe, I haue no way To h< *p; my feife, nor haae I power to goe ■Fcoa. iitnce, tmc this is the Religions man* v Enter | 78 | 0.365 | 0.173 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Grate full Seruant. 57 Enter Valentio* Vat. Huisthefanm** Dulc. F a; her Valtntiof %)-'., DiarcLtonora* DuU: Sir the fame. Wal* Oh let My tearesexpreffemy ioyes, what myracle Gaue you this liberty ? Dulc. Iwasrefcued, By th'happy valour of a Gentleman, To whom in gratitude, I pay this feruice, He bad me here expeft a holy man, And is it you? Val. Theciteuraftanceconfirmes ir. Dulc. Are you the goodman whom my Lord expects, Tisfome refrefeing in the midft of forrow, Te meete ag?n* Val* And Heauen hath heard my prayer. Dulc. But I am miferable ftill vnkfle Your counfell doe rekeue me* Val* Why my charge ? Dulc* This noble Gentleman, ro whom I owe My preferuation, who appointed you To meet him here.hauingrefolu'd to enter, Into Religion, hath beene veryvrgent, For mee to doe fo too, and overcome With many importunities, I gane Content, not kno ving what was beftro doe?, Some cure; or I am loft, you know I cannot Mi xe with religious men. Val* Didyouconfent / Dulc, 1 did,, and he is now vpon the point Ofhis returne. Val, Y'are in a ftraight, I mug Confefle, no matter, hold your purpose, and Leauc all to mee. be is return'd. Enter Fafcan. Fof,. Good Father. Now I am ready, haue yoadifpos'd him For hich a life. J Val* | 79 | 0.473 | 0.203 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | . g The Grateful/ Seruant * Val. Hee is conftant to attend you, I haue prepar'dhim, and made way to the Abbot, Fo r year rt ception, Fof. I am bleft, Dulcimo, Nay nodiftinftion now, me thinkes we moae Vpon the wings of Cherubins already, Tis but a fte p to heauen, come my fweet boy Wee climbe by a feort laddt r to oar ioy, Exeunt. Enter Lodonickf and Grimundo, Gri. This ray Lord is her garden, into which you fee My key hath giuen vs priuate accede , Lod: Tis full ot curiofitie, gri: You fee chat gone . Lod. I doe. gri. There is her houfe of pkafufe, let your eye er.tertamo Some delight herejWhik I giue iier bappie Kno wledgc you are entred, Sxtt. Lod. Doefo.an honeft knane I fee that.how happy Shall I bee in hisconuerfacion3I(lu'notneede To kcepe any in fee to procure, and he bee So well furnifhed.it euer 1 come to be Duke, I will Ereft a magnificent Colic dge, endow it With reuenevv to maintaine wenches, and With great penfions inuite the faireft Ladies From ail parts of Chrifteodome.intomy Seraglio, Then, wil I haue this fellow gelded, and make him Mychiefe Eur.uch ranger, orouerkerof all, My pretieus tame fowle Enter 5 . like Satyr cs, and lyda*nt How now ? What's this fomefury afleepe, Ik take ano ther path, another ? Jnto what wildetnetfe has this fitedrake brought mee ? 1 dare not cry out for feare of waking 'em, would grimundo were come backc. Enter eve like Silvantu, Sitv* Rife you drowfie Satyres rife, What ftrong charme doth bind yoar eyes f See who comes into your groue, To imbracc the Qucene of Loue. Leape for ioy, and (riske about* findyowt prcttic D.yardj out, rtaoi | 80 | 0.436 | 0.188 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Grate full Seruant] 'jp Hand in hand compofe a ring, | Dance and circle youe new King,' Him, Siluatus mutt ©bay, Satyres rifa and ruune in. Hence and cry a holy day. Exit. Lod. Some m2ske,a deuice,to entertaine me.ha / And yet I fee not how they ftould prepare fo much ceremony, vn leffe they had expected me, a cutfe vpon their ill faces, they (hoeke mee at firft ,how now ? Enter Satyres purfuing l^jmphes they d&nce together. Exeunt Sat* 3 . Nimfhesfteme to inxreat him to'oe with them. Haue yes no tongues ? yes 1 will venture my felfe in your company, and you were my deftinks, wo'd there were no worle in Hell,rauft I walke like a bride too, fortune fet on afore then, and thou doei« not guide into a hanfome place, wo'd thy eyes were out, and fo thoa aaaift be raken for the blisdGoddefk indeed.forward to Venus Temple* Exit. Recorders 1 Enter againe *here the Nimphs fudcttnly leaue him, a banquet brought in. Lad. Vsnilhed like Fayries ? Ha what muficke this ? the motion of the Spheares.or am I in Elifiam. Enter Grim»nda bare leading Belinda richly attired and attended by Ntmpks, Here is grimundohi? What glorious creatures this commits a rape vpon my fenfesoneaery fide, but when i looteon her.'all other admirations ate forgot, and kflen in her glorie* Bel My Lord y are welcome, nay our lip is not too prc tioas,for yourfalute, moft welcome, gri: I haue kept my, word Sir, Led* Thou haft oblig'd my foule, gri. Be high and frolike, fee loues to tec one Domineere, when y'are throaghly acquainted, you 'Ic Giue me thanks. Lid Let vs be pritiate with as much fpeed as may fee* Away with thofe gipfies, fo(b. Exeunt allbut Lodowicke and Belinda, I forgot to a§ke her name-Lady i am soma. la frf. | 81 | 0.395 | 0.176 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | IWI *0 the Grate full Seruant. Bit, Wilt pkafe you vk that Chaire I Lodw. you are not ignorant Of the intents my bloud hath brought with me, Grimundo, I hope, hath told my tomming Lady, And you I'me confident, will jUtifie his ptomife Of fomepaflime. Beltnd. He's a Seruant. Whofc bofome I dare trnft, the Sonne of night, And yet more fccret then his mother, hee Hath power to engage mee, and I feall Take pride in my obedience, firft be pleas'd Totaft, what in my daty I prepar'd For your firft entertainement, thefe bnt ferae To quicken appetite. Lad*, I like this well, Recorders. I feanotvfe much eonrtfhip, where's this maficke / Belinda: Doth it offend yonreare? Lod*. 'Tis rauifeing Whence doth it breath ? Belind. If you command, week change A thoufand ayres,rill you find one is fweet, And high enough, to rocke yonr wanton Seule Into Elifian (lumbers. Lodw. Spare them all, I heare *em in thy accents* Belinda. Orphaue Calliopes fam'd Sonne, vpon wbofe lute Myriads of louers Ghoftsdoe waite, and hang Vpon the golden firings to haue their owne Griefes foftned with his noble touch, (hall come Againefrom hell, with frefe, and happier ftraincs, Tomouc yout fancie. Lodw. That were very ftrange, She is poeticall, morethenhalfeaFury, But wee prate all this while, and look the time 'Wee feould imploy more pretieufly, I need No more prouocatiues, my veynes are rich And fiveil With expectation, ftaU we to | 82 | 0.483 | 0.19 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The GratefullServvm.. 61 B# This vaulting bufincffe ? Be 1. 1 (hall hope my Lord You will be fiknt in mine honour, when You haue inioy'd me, and not boaft my name, To your difgracc, not mine. Lodw* Your name, why Lady / By my defires I know it not, I hope You haue receiu'd a better Character, Thentofufpeft my blatbing,!knot truft My Ghoflly Father with my finncs, much lefle Your name. Belind. O let me fly e into your armes, Thefe wordes command my freedome, I (hall loue you Aboue my felfe,and to confirme how much, I dare repofe vpon your faith, lie not Be nice to tell yoa who I am. Lodw* Pray doe. Bel. lama Princeffe* Ladw. How / Bel, Beleeue me Sir* Ladw, I'm glad a that, bat of what Country Lady t Bel. And my dominions are morefpreading then Your Brothers* Lad*. Ha / thats excellent, if the villains Doe profper with ray wife, Ik marry her. Btl, I was not borne to perch vpon a Dukedome, Or fome (uch fpot of earth, which the dull eyes Examine by a multiplying glafle, And wonder at, the Roman Eagles neuer D.d pread their wings vpon fo many feores, The Siluer Moone of Ottoman lookes pale Vpon my greater Empire, Kings of Spaine, That now may boaft their ground, doth ft retch as Wide As day, are but poore Landlords of a Ceil, Compar'd ro mint inheritance, the truth if, IamtheDiuell* Ladw. How aDiuell? »*/♦ Yes* | 83 | 0.545 | 0.212 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | Is 6i Tf>e Grateful! Seruatrtl Be not affrighted Sir, you feel bring N "> horror to diftraft yoa, if this prefercr. Delight you not 1 le weaty a thoufand (hapes To pkafe my Lord. Lad, Shapes qiotha, Bel* Doe not tremble, Lod* A Diael / 1 feeherclouenfoote, I ha'not, Th; heart to pv2ysGrimundo has vndone me, Be!* I did command my fpirits, to put en Satyres, aadNimphesto entertaineyou firft Whiles others in the ayre,maintain'd a quire For your delighe,why doc you keep.j foch diftance, With one that loucs you ? recolkft your felfe, You came for pkafure, what doth fright my loue, Sec t am couttous to retume delight, And fariifisyour luftfull genius, Come lets withdraw, and on the bed prepar'd Beg^taraceoffmoothand wanton Diuels — Lad. Hold, come not neere mc,ha ? now I compare, Tbe circumftances, they induce me to A f.d bdiefe, and I had breath enough, I would ask j a q-ie (lion. Bel. Any thing, and be Refolud. Ltd* How came Grimnndo,zr\d yoar denilfhip, Acquainted , Bel. Hi hath beene my agent long, Andhathde'cra'dforhis hipocrifie, And priuate finnes,no common pkee in Hell, Hees now nay fauorire, and we enioy, Each other daily, but hee neaer did, By any fcraice more endeare my loue, Then by this bringing you to my acquaintance. Which I defir'd ot him long fince. with many, And fierce follicitCjbuthe vrg'd his feare, You were not ripe enough in (innc,for his* Difoouery. Ltd. I feck my felfe djffolne. | 84 | 0.424 | 0.185 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Grateful/ Servvnt. 63 In fweate, Bel. My LordI muftacknowkdge.I Haaeeuer h?d you in my firft regard, Of any mortall tinner, for you haue The fame pretention with me, though with LefTe malice, (pirits of the lower world Hauefeueralloffic:s affign'd, fome arc To aduance pride, fom: auarice, fome wrath, I am for luft, a gay, voluptuous Diuell, Come lets embrace, for that 1 loue my Lord, D^e. and command a regiment of hell, They all are at your feruiee* Ladw* O my fouk 1 Bet. Belide my Lord.it is another motiue To honour you, and by my chaines which now I haue 1 ft behind, it makes me grow enamor'd, Your wife, that fayes her prayers at ho ne, and weepes Away htr fight, Oa let mehug you for ir. DKpifehervoivesftill.fpurne her teares agen Into her eyes thou (halt be prince in hell And haue a Crowne of flames, brighter then that, Which Ariadue wcarcsof fixed ftarres, Come (hall we dally now ? Ladw. My bones within Are duft already,and Iweare my fkfe Like a loofe, vppsr garment, _Bel. Y'areairaid. Be notfo pale at-liuer, for I fee Y our blood turns Coward, fcovv would you be frighted To looke vpon me cloth'd with all my horrour, That fhudder at me now I call vp your fpirit. Lod&* There are too many fpirits heere already* Would thoawertconiur'd* what (hall I doe ? Bel* What other then to bach your foulein pleafute And neuer heard of rauifliings, wee two, Will progre (Ie through the ay re in Ventu cbarret, K And whenhtr fiioer doues grow faint. and tite« a«i Cupidind %Mircmy ftall lend vt wings* . »T | 85 | 0.396 | 0.175 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | 6^ The Grateful/ Seruant. And we willvitit new worlds, when we ae, Weary of this, we both will backe the windt e. And hunt the Phaenix through the %Araburu Defrrts Her we will fpoyk of all her feining plumes, To make a blaring Coronet for thy temples, Which from the Earth beheld, feall draw vp wonder And puzzle learned Aftronomy, todiftinguife it From fome new Conftellation, the Sea Shall yeeld vs paftime, when inuelop.-d With Clouds, blacker then night, wee range about And when with ftormes we ouerthrow whole Nauics, We'll laugh to heare the Marriners exclaime In many thoufand (hipwrackes, what doe I Vrge thefe patticukrs ? let vs-be one Souk, Ay re, Earth and Hell, is yours. Lod** I haue a kit. But dare not fpeake. Bel. Take courage, and from mee B; e confident to obtaine. Lodw. I am not well, The name of Diu . II came to quicke vpon me, I was not well prepsr'd fori uch a found, It turu'd my bload to ice, and 1 ha' not Rcoouered fo much warmth yet, to de fire Tjv: foort I came for, would you pleafe but to Dilmilk me for a time, I would returne, When I haue heate and ftrength enough, for fuch A fprightfull action. Belinda : ] doe findc yourcunningi You pretend this excufe, but to gaine time, In hope you may repent. Lid** And pleak your Grace, Notf. Bel* You will acquaint fome Prieft, or other, A tribe of all the world, I moft abhorre. And they will took you with their Ghoftly councell, Perpkxe you with fome fond diainicy, To make you look the Glories I haue promis'd. | 86 | 0.505 | 0.2 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Crdtefull Servant. fj Lod.l could neuer abide fach melaneholly people. Bel* In this I muft betray, we fpirits haue No perfect knowledge of mens thoughts, I fee Yoar bloods enfeebled, and although my loae Be infinite,and euery minute I Shall langaife in your ab fence, yet your health I muft pre(eru:,tis that that feeds ray bo pes. Hereafter I feall prrfedly enioy thee. You will be faithtull, and returne* Led* Sufpeea not, Bel* One kitfe (hall feale content, Lad* Hit breath fmels of brimftone. Bel, When next wee mee te, like to the Gemini Week twine our limbes in one another, till Wee appeare on? creature in our a&iue play, For this time Ik difmilfe you — > doe not pray, A fpirio feall attend you. horroar. Lad Doe not pray,whendid Ilaft/I know not,farewcll He wants a wench, that goeeto the Diuell (or her. Exeunt* AOTVS $. SCjENA. i. Enter idftella and Titrt* tAftel: Touchme not villaine.pktie defend me Art thou a man, or haue I all this while Conuerft with fome ill Angell in the feape Of my Lords friend, Piere* What neeJeth all this ftirre I vrge your benefit* Aftel. Tovndoemyname Nay Souk for euer with one a&. Ttero* One aft, There be thofe Ladies that hane a&ed it A hundred times, yet thinke chemfelues-as good Ckriftians as other women* and doe carry As mach opinion too for vertue* X tApeh | 87 | 0.481 | 0.184 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | 4g The Cratefull Seruantl AM. H au*n* f re.o. vVhat harms can there be in't, can you negU C_ IL'uenge fo iuft, io eafi and dehghtMill ? %Aft Tny breath doth feattei an infcfi hi.* Piere* Scatter atoy, be wife, and loofe nocisac Y«u know not whin fuch opportunity. May tempt you roo't agen, for my owne part J A I can but. doe >ou pleafure in't. y our bloud Should need r.oorher argument. AjteRa: llefbonet J Efrpry my veyneJ»nottored?emethy Soulr, Should Sinne betray mine fconsur to one loofe Embrace, hence traytor I doe feele corruption "J I'th ay re already , it will kill me if I day , heercatrer lie not wonder how My Lord became fo wicked. Biero. You will lead me To fome more prinatc roome, Ik foHow Madam. Extuutl Enter lacomo* f acom* More priaate roome, faid hee ? 1 fmell abufineft I thought thiiG-rndtcr had beene gone, is it e'nc to , haue at your buno^g'-i M idara , hee's a fhrewd I can tell you, and iuft in then eke here comes the Wartener. Enter Lod*tcke. Lodv. This diue'i dots not follow me , noranyof her Cubs I lK>pc, I'm glad 1 came ttffo well, Ineuer was fohot to engender with the N':ghr-mare, could grimunda find no other creature or my coupl.' g but a mcthinkcsl fmell the Fiend (till. lac* He taikesonher already. Lad*. I am very jsaloos. fac. Not without a caufe my Lord. Lod*. Ha ? there fee is agen. (Chamber. fac, No my Lord, (he is new gone into the Withdrawing Lodw. Ha /who? who is gone/ lae. A Gentlewoman that you werelatein company with. Lodw, The Diuell ? loeke well aboue you tflto, a Spirit. ©i her eonuicution will let the hcufe on fire laflant- | 88 | 0.389 | 0.186 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Grate full Servant^ 4-j Inftantly and makr a } 0'.g hell on't when Came fee? 1 foal! be eauUfiinglv haunted W"h goblingsi art fa- e thou iawetl her ? lac, Sa-v ner, ves and him too. Lod. G*imun.*t / lac. No not grtmuhda, burlfaw an other Gentkiaaa That has oc. n held a notable (pint, Familier wirhher* Ltd. Spirit and familiar. tac. Iter a my Loid Lad, Pterof lac. 1 wonot fay what I thinke,hut I thinke fomewhat. And tknow (rhatlfjVjitfhcbea Dwell, asfeee Can be little kfl'e.it (bee be as bad as 1 imagine Some bodies head willake tor'c,for mine owne pare, Id id but fee and heare, toats ail, <*nd Y-t I ha not told you haitc. Lod. Let mecoHeft fare this fellow by tb'circamfahee M *anes Afteiiatxhoa talkeft all this while of my Lady D >eft not / lac. Yes my Lord, ft* is all the Ladies in the houfc, For mv Lady and miftris was tent for To the Abbey. Lai . I bad tbrpotten my felfe this is new horroar, Is my Lady and Ture to familiar (aift and In priaate / lac. What I haue faid, I haue faid snd what they haue Done, they haue done, fey this time. Lod. Done? and Ilebeactiaetoo- lac. Shew what featcs of a&ieity yoa pleafe but I belt cue hee hath Vialred mto > our fadle Exit Lot. Alredy — fofonow 1 am alone which is as The learned ivf^olm cumfala I will entertains Some honorable thoughts of my preferment, Enter Piero. Hi n the gt metier is returned what melanchol* , then H.ehas ifon'c I lay ray head to afooles cap 03'c ) *as alwaies fo my felfe after my capring. D i . ou not a*.u the Princ fir. k a Pier** | 89 | 0.361 | 0.17 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | 6% The GratefnU Seruant. Pier, No, where is he / . /4f. He was here but now , and enquir d how bis Lady did, and I told him you could tell the ftate of her body bet ter then I, for I thought you were gone in before him. Ttero. I did but fee her. fac. Thats not the right on t, itrunnesfor I did bat kifle her, for I did but kifte her. Piero* It was enough for me to kifle her hand. fac. And feek her pulfe. Piero, How Sir / a lac* As a noble Gentleman feould Sir / Piero* I am fufpe&cd, 1 muft turne this fooks difcourfc, Another way, the prefenttheame is dangerous ; What I heare fay lacomo, your Lady is like to rife ? lac My Lady docs rift as earely as other Ladies doe that goe to bed late. Piero, And there will be notable preferment for you ? lac* Tis very likely my Lady vnderftands her felfe* Piero. There is a whifper abroad fac. Tis a good hearing. 'Piero, What if (he be married in this abfence ?• fac* Very like] /. I fay nothing but I thinke J knowmy Ladies fccrets for thetryumph.as pageants, or running at tiki you may heare more feortly , there may bee reafons of ftate to haue things carried priuately, they will breake out in Btls and bone tires hereafter ; what their Gra ce* haue intended for me, I co nee ale. Piero, He is wound vp already. lac. Tow ate a Gentleman I fea'l take particular notice of. Two* 1 hops a man may get a place for himfelfe or his friend for read/ mony* Uc. Twere piety ofmy lifeclfe, you feallcommand the firft that falls.but you muft 1 weare you came in without cha» fering ot buying , imagine it a plump Parfonage, orothet Church liuing, the oath will goe downe the more eaiiiy.Di* nines make no 'crtplc. Piero. Buc what if after all this imagination of a marri age, tbi tunc ihvul i foibid the banee. lacam* | 90 | 0.435 | 0.192 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Gratefull Seruant. *)$ fac* How f Fortune's a flat, andbecaufc fee is a whore her felfe, would haue no Lady marry and Hue honed. Enter Lodwicke* Ladw. Tiero, where's Tiero t Tiero : Ha.myLord,, I ha don't* Ladw* Ha / what. Tiero. I haue pleas 'd thy Excellence, and you had made more haft, you might ha come to the falla'th Deere , deli cate Vtnifbn. Lodw. Th'aft not enioy'd her ? Tiero. They talke of Jupiter and a golden feewcr, Giuemeat^t/f-fMrywithwitand tongue He feall chatme more Ladies on their backes, Then the whole bundle ofGodspihew. Lodw, Shoote not fo much compafle, bee brkfe and an fwer me, haft tbou enioy'd her ? Tiiro* I haue. feall I fwcare / Lodw* No , thou wilt bee damn'd foffickntly without an o«b,in the meane time,I do parpofc te reward your nimble diligence, draw/ Piro, What dee meane* foe. And you be fo fcarpe fet, I do e meane ro with daw* Lodw, I doe meane to cat year throat, or perife i*th at tempt yoa fee your deflinie, my birth and fpirit wo'not lei me kill thee in r bedai ke, draw and becircurnfpecr,* Piero. Did not you engage me to it, hane I done any thing bat by your directions? my Lord. Lodw. Tis all one, ray minde is altered , I will fee what complexion your heart be ares, doe net n« gket my fury buo gaard yoar felfe discreetly, if I hit vpon the right vtyne I may cure your difeafea'th bleed* Tiero. Hold, and there bee no remedy, I will dye better then I ha lia*d,y ou fo 4\ fee Sir that I dare fight with j ca and if I fall by yoar Sword, my bate confent to a& yout will de fcrues it. Lod** Hi / Tiero. 1 find your polick, and by tkisfbrnje, You'd i\oue my rcfoiution.ho vol^l, I Kj Dare | 91 | 0.439 | 0.195 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | For mi The Grateful/ Seruant. <Abbot* Let me tell yoa, You muft take heed,the ground of yoar refolue Be perfect, yet looke backe into the fpring Or your defires, religious men feould be Tapers, firft lighted by a holy beame, Meteors may feine like ftarres. hut are not eonftant* Fofc, We couet not the blaz:, which a corrupt, AndfLmv matter may aduance, our thoughts Are flam'd with Charity. tAbb. Vet ere you embarke Thinke on your hard adaenture, there is more To be examin'd, betide your end, And the reward of faoh an vndertaking, You looke on Heauen a force off. like a Land- skip, Whether wild thoughts, like yours im perfect eye. Without examination of thok wayes, Oblique, and narrow are Transported, but I'th walkc, and try all of the difficulties That interpofe, you tire like inconfiderate, And weary Pilgrims. Fofc. We defire to know The rnksof our obedience, tyibb* They will ttartk Yoar re folutions, can your will, not vs'd To any Law befide it kite, permit The knowledge of feuere, and pofitiue limits ? Sabmit to be cantroul'd, imploy'd fometime, la (eruik offices, againli the grcatneffe Of your high birth, and fufferance of nature / Can you, forgetting all yoathfull defires, And memory of the worlds betraying pleafures, Cfcecke wanton heate, and conker ate your blood Te Cha(Hty,andholy folitode ? Sor* I wo not be religious Giotto ? Giot. Nor I, vpontuefe tcarmes, I piety em. Abb, Can you qait all the glories of y ourftate, Refigoeyour titks, andlarge wealth toliue Poore and negkaed,change high food and furfcts, | 92 | 0.524 | 0.198 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Grate full Seruant. 69 Enter Sora*z.tgiotto, Sor* Know yonnot who thVy are my Lordthisday Re ceiut the habit. C/»». I can mcete with no intelligence. Sor* They a<-e per'ons of fome quality. g<o. The D ik. does mtane tog ace their ceremony. for. He wasinuitedby the Abbottotheir clothing. Gta. W hicb muft be in pr iaate too heare in his lodgings. Sor. Well, we feall not longexpecVfcm his grace enters. Enter Duke, grtmu oda. gri It hrlpt much that he neuet law my wife. Du. Doft thinke 'twill take. gri. There's tome hope my Lord already And heauen may profper it. yy *. Wee cannot eadeere thee to thy merit* Sor. How the Dake imbraces him. Enter Cleona attended. *Da\. Cleon* yoa- are wclcom' tis a bleft Occifion that makes vsmeetefo happily* Cle* It pleakd my Lord Abbot to incite raee hither. Dutu I appear'd too vpan his frkndly Commons Weele thanke him for this prefence, Sor* The Abbot enters. Enter the *Abbot atttnded^ith Religious men hatting bowed to the Dake, he taketh a ehane being fate, Va- lentio gees out and prefently enters leadir.g Fokarie amdDa\dx\o »» St. Rennets habit, htt prefents tbtut they kneele at the Abbots ftete. tAbb* Speakeyosrdcftre. Fef. We kneek to be receiaed into the number, Ofthofe religious men that dedicate Themfelues to Heaaen, i'th habit ofSt.Beuutt, And humbly pray,thatyoa would reftifie And teach our weake dtuotion,the way To imitate his life, by giuingvs The precepts of yoaroider, Uhht\ | 93 | 0.422 | 0.157 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | For «_ The Grateful/ Seruant. gibbet * Let me tell yen, You muft take hecd,the ground of yoar refclue Be perfect, yet looke backe into the fpring Of your defires, religious men feould be Tapers, firft lighted by a holy beame, Meteors may thine like ftarres. but are not conftant* Fofc* We couet not the blaze, which a corrupt, Andflimy matter may aduance, our thoughts Are flam'd with Charity. tAbb. Yet ere you embarke Thinke on your hard adaenture, there is more To be examin'd, betide your end, And the reward of fuch an vndertaking, Yoa looke on Heaaen a farreoff, like a Land-skip, Whether wild thoughts, like yours imperfect eye. Without examination of thofc wayes, Oblique, and narrow are transported , but I'th walkc, and try all of the difficulties That interpofe, you tire like inconfiderate, And weary Pilgrims. Fofc* We defire to know The roles of oar obedience, tAbb* They will ftartk Yoar refolations, can your will, not vs'd To any Law befide it klfe.permii The knowledge of feuere, and pofitiue limits ? Submit to be cantroul'd, imploy'd fometime, In feruik offices, againft the greatnefle Of your high birth, and fufferance of nature / Canyon, forgetting all youthful! defires, And memory of the worlds betraying pleafures, Cfeecke wanton heate, and confecratc your blood To Cha(tity,and holy folitode ? Sor* I wo not be religious Giotto i Giot. Nor I, vpon thefe tearmes, I pitty em. Abb, Can you qait all the glories of your- ftatej- Refigoeyomtitks, andiarge wealth toliue Poore and negk6ted,change high food and furfets, | 94 | 0.524 | 0.188 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Gratcfufl Seruant. Foracontinuallfaftirg.your downe beds For hai d and humble iodging.your guilt roofes, And galleries for a mtUncholly Cell Thepatterneofagraue.wher^fteadofmuficke Tocharme you intofljmbers, to be wak'd With the fad chyming of the facring bril ; Yoar robes, whofs cutiofity hath tired Jnuention,and the filke»wortse to adernc you, Yonr blase of jewds,that your pride hath Worne To barne out enaies eyes, rauft be no more Yoar ©rnamontjbat courfe, arsd rugged clothing Harrow your foft skinnes, thefe andtaany more Vokindaufterities will much offend Year tender coaftitutiens, yet confider, Du. Hee does infiS much en their flats and honour May wee not know'emyet j Val. Oncof them fir 73 Dothowe this charafter. giue shim a paper. Du. ItuFofcary r r * I find his noble parpofe, hee is perfect I honour thee yoang man, (he rauft not tee Th« paper. giues another pater. Val* This doth fpeake the other Sir. Du* Tis at large — ha — Grimmdo I prethee read* I dare net credit my owne eyes Leonora So it begins, Leonora* gri* Leonora daughter to the late Ganzaga Duk\e OfiJUtllan, fearing (he (hoald be compelled to marry Her Vncle,in the habit of a Page and the conduit Of Father Valentio, carae to Savoy, to try the Loue andhonor of hk Fxcelkr.ce, who once Solicited by his Embadador — > Du. No more, Iamextafied If fo roach blefling may be met at once He doe my heart that jufiice to proclaime Thoa had ft a deep, imprefif on , as a boy I leu'd thee too, for it could be no other* But with a Diuiat flame, faire Leonora < *• Like | 95 | 0.406 | 0.183 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | 74 The Grateful/ S truant. Tike to a perfect Magnes, though kelos'd Within a?» Iuor y box, through the wbk« wall Shot foorth imbraeing vettae, now, oil now Our Diftinie. are kind. Faf* XiHsisamiSerie, Dukinoc Leo* No my Lord, I am difcouered, Yoa fee Leonora now,a %JUillau Lady, If I may hope yoar pardon — Du* Loue, aad honour Thou doft inrich ray heart, Cleona reade Andeatcrraiac the happines. to which Thy fate predeflin'd thee, whilfi I obey Mine here. Cleona readts. Clet. How.my Lord Fofcaryt If he be liu'ng, I maft dye before This feparation be confirra'd, ray toy Doth ooercome my wen.=r, can yoa leaue The world while I amm'e ? F*f* Decr'8 Leonora I Then willingly Id Tpe-ioe with my intention And ifthe Dale haue f »und saother Mifiris, It feall be my deuorion to pray keere, And my religion to honour thfe. %Ab. Many bk*ngs crow ne This vn'on. faf. Yoar pardon gracious PrincesTe I did impMe too much, Leo, I ftudkd To be year gratefollferuanr, as yoar felfe Veto the faire Cletua wee are all happy. Enter Lodtwtoky.tAfieMa.and Piero. Lad. They r here; by your leaue brother,my Lord Abbot ? Witneffe enough. • Du. Wh\ thaskneeks LodawicL\_? Lod* To m .ke conk ffion brother, and beg heaoens And euery good mans pardon, for the wrong I ha 'done this txcelknt Lady, whom my foule Mew Harries, and stay heauen — hadoe not hold A | 96 | 0.366 | 0.172 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | The Crdtefull Servant. 7 * A laftfe b 'eke, Grimundo it a traitor Take -heed on him, and fey yoar prayers,hce is The D ui;, g and to inciter for foaks, K«e hath not fach a anther couuing engine I'tk world, torosne vcrjne. grt l aav Lord / Z.#^. Yoa are no hipocrite,he does enery night Lye with a imcsubm. he brought me to one Let him deny it, but heauen had pitty oa me* Enter Belinda. Ha / there (he is, doe yoa not fee her / Deuill I I doe defie thee.my Lord Hand by me, I will be honcft, fpight of him, and thee, And lye with mine owne wife. g*. Sure the Prince is mad, D»ks Oh rile moft noble Lady, well deferring A ftatae to record thy vertue. Lad. Ha/ Dak* This u Grimmndeet wife, Lad. 'Tis fo ray Lord, Bel. No D --B ill. bat the feroane of yoar vertue, That fbalirciojce, if wee haue thria'din your ■-■■»_ Cooaerfion. Aft* I hope it. Lad. Haue I bin mock'd into honefly ? are not yen a fury i And you a fl e and fubtik Epicure / gri* I doe abhor re tee thought ot being fo, Pardon my f ee m i ng S ir. oAb. Oh goe nor backe, Preaeat thus leafonably your real! ttrment. Lad. I am f ally wafcened, be this kuffe the pledge Of my new heart. ~ Ti* True loae ftrearae in year bofemce Ladyforgiae mee too. %Aft* Moft willingly. Duk. Oar ioy is perfect. £««taif JfcJtiafC Afifter in ttait JUdy, Lttnorn. i s , TV | 97 | 0.395 | 0.2 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
003371034 | 1630-01-01T00:00:00 | 1630 | The Gratefull Servant. A comedie, etc [in five acts, in prose and verse.] | London | false | „ 6 The GratefuU Seritant. The oWu.8t of o«r firft l**s> nk« t!ae ftory , As wee tJtarns, Lord %Ai>b*t wee ootid thanks You, for comnuing this, and you good Fatheif, Btabafladors duUbedifcarche .oUWUlau, To ac«jaain*'cm> where, and how thew.abfeo: Princede Le0tura_ hat!* difpos'd her felfe, oneane while, Poets iullftreteh indention, toexpreffe Trtesapte* lor thee, and Sotoyu happineffe.' Ex.mttOsants. FINIS. | 98 | 0.219 | 0.053 | Shirley, James | Shirley, James, 1596-1666 [person] | null | England | England | null | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN: A TRAGEDY. As/tis Alter'd by the late EARL °f ROCHESTER, « And A&ed at the Theatre-Royal. Together with a Preface concerning the Author and his Writings. * «_*, By one of his Friends L 0 ND 0 N : Printed for Timothy (yoodwin at the Maidenhead againft St. ' Dunftans'Chmch. in Fleet jljeet. 1685. | 7 | 0.492 | 0.212 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | THE P R E F A C E. IAm deftr'd to let the World know, that my late Lord Rochefter intended to have alter d and corrected this Play much more than it is, before it had come abroad, and to have mended not only fhofe Scenes of Fletcher which remain, but his own too, and the Mo- del of the Plot it felf. If therefore the Reader do not find it every where to anfiver the great Reputation of the Author ; if he think the Plot too thin, or any of the Scenes too long, 'tU-hopd he will be fiq jufi to remember, that be looks upon an unfiniflJd Piece, and what faults fcever of this or any other kind fome may pretend to fee, who cannot yet forgive my Lord the having had more Wit than themfelves, we have all the reafion imaginable to. conclude from the correclnefs of his other Poetry, that had he livdto put the lafl Hand to this, he wottd have left trueCriticks and impartial Judges no bufinefs but to admire ; efpecially if we confider how much he has mended the old Play by that little he b, is done to it, for he had but juft drawn it into a regular Form, and laid the Plane of what he further dtfignd, when his Coun- trey and his Friends had the irreparable misfortune to loofe him. But as the Ifinfifl Negligence of a great Genius is infinitely preferable to that obfoura diligentia, of which Terence (peaks, the obfcure dili- ge-ce add labour d Ornaments of. little Pretenders ; and as the rudefi JD-awings of famous Hands have been always more efieemd (efpeci- all} among the knowing ) than the moft perfect Pieces of ordinary Painters, the Publifhers of Valentinian cou'd not but believe, the World woud thank 'em for any thing that wtis of my Lord Rochefter'.. manner, tho' itm'ght want fome of thcfe nicer Beauties, thofie Grace* jtrokes and finijbixg Touches, which are fib remarkable both in his for- mer and latter W sitings : and yet as imperfetf js Valentinian is left, I am of opinion his Emmies will not meet with that occfion m it for their Ill-nature, which perhaps they expeB ; for btfldes that my Lord has made it a Play, which he did not find it, the chief bufinefs of it A 2 (at | 11 | 0.56 | 0.219 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. (as Fletcher had contrivd it) ending with the Fourth Ad, and * new Deftgn, which has no kindyf relation to the other, is introduc d in the Fifth, contrary to a Fundamental Rule of the Stage ; 1 fiay befides that 'tis now adorn d with that nectffary Beauty of a Ply, the Vnity of Aft ion, and judicioufiy heighten d and reform d through the whole wndutf of the Plot from what it was, thofie Scenes which my Lord h.ts added, have argracefalnefs in the Caft, a fiiflnfs in the Seme, and a noblemfs in ihe Genius,^ altogether like him felf, which ( to do my Lord but a bttre Right ) is far beyond that of moft men who write now, and equal even to the Fancy of Fletcher, which I think no marls can exceed, there is a chearfulnefs in it that i* every where entertaining, and a Mettle th.it never tires. But as my Lord inthefuiting of lm Style to thai of Fletcher, ( which hi here fieems to have endeavour d, ih.it the Play might look more cf a Piece J can not with any jufiice be deny'd the Glory of having reach' d his moft ad mir'd Heights, and to have match' d him in his Ftncy, which -was his chief Excellence, fib it muft be alfo confief'd, that my Lords conflant living at Court, and theConverfation of Perfions of Quality, to which from his greeneft Toutb both bis Birth and his Choice had accuftom'd him, gave him fome great Advantages above thisfio much andfojuft ly applauded Author, I mean, a nicer knowledge both of Men and Manner sr an Air of good Breeding, and a Gentlem.xn like eafimfis in all he writ, to which FletcherV obfcure Education, and the mean Company he kept, had made him wholly a Stranger. If it were at all proper to purfiue a Comparifon, where there is fo little RefembLwce, tho Fletcher might be allow'd fome Preference in the skill of a Play- Wright, ( a thing my Lord b.td not much fiud/d J in the contrivance and'working up of apuffionate Scene, yet my Lord had fo many other far more eminent Virtues to lay in the contrary Stale, as muft necef farily weigh down the Ballance ; for fire there h,is not liv'd in many Ages fifi ever) fo extraordinary, and I think I may add fo uffiul a JPerfon, as mofl Englifhmen know my Lord to have been, whether we c,onfiier the conflant good Sence, and the agreeable Mirthof his or- dinary CoAverfi.it ion, or the vafil Reach and Compafis of his Inventi -cn, and the wonderful Depths of his retir'd Thoughts, the uncommon Graces of his Fafbion, or the inimitable Turns of his Wit, the becom- ing gevtlenefs, the bewitching foftnefs of his Civility, or the force .andftnefs of his Satyre ; for as he was both the Delight and the Won-* der of Men, the Love and the Dotage of Women, fo he WaIs a conti- nual Curb to Impertinence, and the publick Cenfor of Folly.. Never did | 12 | 0.552 | 0.225 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. did Man ft ay in his Company un-entertamd, or leave- it un-inflruEl ed ', never w.ts his Underftanding biafis'd, or his Pleafiantnefs forc'd ; never did he laugh in the wrong place, or proftitute his Sence to fierve his Luxury ; never did he flab into the Wounds o( fallen Virtue, with abafie and cowardly Infult, or fmooth the Face of pr offer ous V id any,. with the Paint andWafhes of a mercenary Wit.; never did he (J' .ire a. Fop fior being rich, or flitter a Ifnave for being great. As moft men had an Ambition ( thinking it an indifput able Title to Wit ) to be in the number of his hr lends, fo few were his Enemies, but fuch as did not know him, or fuch as hated him for what others lovd him, and never did he go among Strangers but he gain d Admirers, if not Friends, and commonly of fuch who had been before prejudged againft him. Never was bis Talk thought too mich, or his Vi fit too long ;. Enjoyment did but increafe Appetite, and the -more men had of his, Company, the lefis willing they were to part with it.. He had- a Wit. that eotid make even his Spleen and his 111- humour pleafiant to his Friends, and the publick chiding of his Servants, which wou'd have been Ill-breeding and intolerable in any other man, became not only ci vil and inoffenfive, but agreeable and entertaining in him. A Wit that cou'd pleafe the moft morofie, perfivade the mofi obftinate, and (of ten the mofi obdurate. A Wit whofe Edge coud eafe '.by cutting, and whofe Point coud tickle while it prob'd. A Wit that us 'd to nip.in the. very Bud the growing Fopperies of the Times, and keep down thofe Weeds and Suckers of Humanity ; nor was it an Enemy to fuch only as are trouble fom to men offence in Converfiation, but to thofe alfio (of afiarworfie Nature ) that are defiructive of publick Good, and perni cious to the common Inter eft of Mankind ; that Vein of Kjiavery that has of late years run through all Orders and Degrees of men among us, fp reading it fie If like a peflilential Poyfion through the great and leffer Arteries of our feeming fir ong- built Leviathan, damping and cor rupting the Blood, and choaking the very vital Spirits of the Kjng dom. > Imioht here take occafwn to point out' in particular, and ta(h. ( as, they defirve) tho(e daily-increafmg Vices and long uncorrected Follies^ which are our prefent Grievances : the Subject is but too fruitful, and the Vfefulnefs too apparent, nor cou dl ever purchafie Reputation at a, cheaper rate ; nothing is more eafie than to -pull of the thin Veil, and bare the vilenefs of .thofe odioxs Practices, which fome wko.are-r.e'adt at any time to run with a Multitude to do mifchief, applaud far the. highefi Virtue and Mtxk ; .mthmg requires lefis skill, than to haffk | 13 | 0.59 | 0.221 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. mi expofe to univerfal Contempt thofe flight and trivial Notions, which others who fieem given over to believe a Lye, cry up for Ma filer-pieces of Wit and Reafon ; to name ''cm for Arguments is to ri dicule 'em, and but to fit ate 'em right is to confute 'em. But common prudence will teach a man not to hurt himfelf, while he vainly endea vours the good of others ; for as there never was any Time or Coun trey that wanted Satyr efo much, that cou'dbear it fib little as ours, fo the men I wou'd reform are a fort of bar den d irreclaimable Block heads, whofe Vnderftandings feem perfect Solids, as dead to Wit, and as infinftble of Reafon, as if their Souls and their Bodies (accor ding to Hobbes'i Philofiophy ) were both made of the fame fluff, and equally impenetrable ; fib tyd to their little Prejudices, andfio wilful in their Blmdnefs, that were they in a Storm at Sea, that threaten d every moment thofe Lives and Fortunes of which they are fiometimes fo unneceffarily prodigal, it wou'dbe impoffible to make 'em own, thtre were aFreatb of~Wind ft ir ring, unlefis it fiuited with their Humours, 0/ was to the purpofetiof their Folly. With them Seeing infiome Cafies is not Believing, and the mofi perfect fence they have [ if it crofis their Inclination ~\ muft pafs for an Irifh Evidence. I (ball leave therefore to their own Conduct and Defiliny this forlorn Hope of Igno rance and Stupidity, and return to nhat I was faying of my Lord Rochefter. He had a Wit that was accompanied with an unaffected greatnefs of Mind, and a natural Love to Juftice and Truth ; a Wit that was in perpetual War with Kjiavery, and ever attacking thofe kind of Vi ces moft, wbofie malignity WaIS like to be mo fit diffufive, fuch a<r tend ed more immediately to the prejudice of publick Bodies, and were of a. common Nufance to the hAippinefs of humane kind. Never was his Pen drawn but on the fide of good Sence, and u finally imployd like the Arms of the ancient Heroes, to flop tbeprogrefs of iirbitrary Oppreffi on, and beat down the Bruitijhnzfis of beadfirong Will ; to do his Kjng and Countrey jufilice upon fuch publick State-Thieves, as wou'd heggar a Kjngdom to enrich them felves, who abuftng the Confidence, and undeferving the Favour of a gracious Prince, will not be ajbam'd to maintain the cheating of their Majter, by the robbing andft.irving of their fellow-Servants, and under the be ft Form of Government in the World blufh not to live upon the fpoyl of others, till by their im pudent Violations of Right, they grow like Beafts of Pr v, Hoftes humani Generis. Thefe were the Vermin whom [ to his etern.il Honour 2 his Pen was continually pricking and goading. A Pen, tf not | 14 | 0.608 | 0.239 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. not fib happy in the Succefis, as generous in the Aim, as either the Sword ofi"The£eus,or the Club of Hercules ; nor was it lefis ft) arp than that, or lefis weighty than this. If he did not take fo much care of himfelfi as he ought, he had the Humanity however to wifth well to others, and I think I may truly affirm, he did the World as much good by a right application of Satyre, as he hurt himfelf by a wrong pur fait of Pleafure. I muft not here forget, that a confiderable time before his lafi Sicknefs, his Wit began to take a more fer ions Bent, and to frame and fafhion it felf to publick Bufinefs ; he begun to inform himfelf of the Wifdom of our Laws, and the excellent Conftitution of the Englifh Government, and to fpeak in the Houfe of Peers with general appro-* bat ion ; he was inquifitive after all kind of Hi (lories, that concern d England, both ancient and modern, and fet himfelf to read the Jour- nals of Parliament Proceedings. In effect, he feem'd to ftudy nothing - more, than which way to make that great Vnderftanding God had gi- ven him, moft ufeful to his Cpuntrey, and I am confident, had he Hv*d, his riper Age woud have fervid it, as much as his Touth had diverted it. Add to this, the generoufnefis of his Temper, and the affability of his good Sence ; the willing nefs he ft ill (bow d to raifie the ■ opprefis'd, and the pleafure he took to humble the proud ; the con ft ant readinefs of his Parts, and that great prefence of Mind, that never let him want a fit and Pertinent Anfver to the mofi fudden and unex- pected Que ft ion, [ a "Talent as ufeful as 'tis rare ] the admirable skill he was Mafiter of, to countermine the Plots of his Enemies, . and break through the Traps that were laid for him, to work himfelf out of the entanglement of unlucky Accidents, and repair the Indificretions of his Touth, by the quicknefs andfinenefs of his Wit ; the ftrang facility he had to talk to all Capacities in their own Dialect, and make himfelf good Company to all kind of People at all times ; fo that if we woud find a Soul to refemble that beautiful Portraiture of Man, with which Lucretius [ according to his fiublime manner of Deficription ~\ com- plements his Friend Memmius, when he fays that Venus, the God- defs of Beauty, andfecond Caufe ofi all things, hadformyd him to ex- cel [and that upon all occaftons~\ in every neceffary Grace and Virtue ; J fay, if we wou'd juftifie this charming Picture, and clear it from flattery even to humane Nature, we muft fet it by my late Lord Ro- chefter ; of him it may be truly [aid in the f idle ft fence of the words, —Quern tu Dea,temp$re in omni, Omnibus ematum voluifti excellere rebus. IVhat | 15 | 0.62 | 0.216 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. What laft, and mofi of all, deferves admiration in my Lord, was his Poetry, which alone is Subject enough for perpetual Panegyrick. But the Char after of it is fo generally known ; it has fie eminently di ftinguifjj'd it felf from that of other men, by a thoufand irreftflible Beauties ; every Body is fo well acquainted with it, by the effect it has had upon 'em, that to trace andftngle out the fever at Graces, may fieem a Task as fuperfluous, as to defer ibe to a Lover the Lines and Features of his Miftrefs's Face. Tis fufficient to cbfirve, that his Poetry, like himfelf, was all Original, and has a ft amp fio particular, fo unlike any thing that has been writ before, that as it difdaindallfeA vile imitation, and copying from others, fo neither is it capable ( in my opinion ) of being ccpy'd, any more than the manner of his Difi courfe could be copyd ; the Excellencies are too many and too majlerly ; ■en the other fide the Faults are few, and thofe inconfiderable ; their Eyes muft be better than ordinary, who can fee the minute (pots, with which fo bright a Jewelis fit am' d, or rather fiet off, for thofe it h.ts are of the kind which Horace fays, tan never offend. Quas aut incur ia fudit ; Aut humana par km cavit Natura. Such little Negligences as Humanity cannot be exempt from, and J itch as perhaps were necejfaryto make his Lines run natural and eafte • for as nothing is more dif agreeable either in Verfe or Profe than a flo- venly loofnefs of Style, fio on the other hand too nice a Correct nefis will lie apt to deaden the Life, and make the Piece too ft if; between thefe two Extr earns is the jufi Character of my Lord Rochefter',- Poetry to •be found, nor do I know any thing that the fever eft Critick, who will be impartial, can object, unlefis he will fay (asfbme hAtvedone ) that there is not altogether fio much ftrength and clofenefis in my Lord's rJrS aS m, that, °f™e °fhts Friends, a Perfion of great Quality and Worth ,vhom 1 think it not proper to name, becaufe he has never yet pubickly own d any of his Writings, thoy none have been more gene rally or more jufitly admir'd ; but if my Lord's Sence be not always fo ftrong and full [for often it is \ as that of this Honourable Per on yet in revenge the Spirit that diffujes it filf throuoh the Whole and warms and annates every P art; the ntwnefs of his Thought the livelinefsof his Exprefron, the purity of hJspiafe and the delicacy of his Turn is admirable; if he does not fay fo m'l tnjo little Qompafis, yet he fays always enough to pleaje ■ what he wants | 16 | 0.585 | 0.229 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. wants in Force,isfupply'd in Grace, and where he has not this ftrength and fulnefs of Seme, that is fo much his Friends particuLir Talent, he has Touches that are more affecting, fib that when we do not find it, we do not mifs it. To conclude this Point, his Poetry has every where a Tincture of that unaccountable Charm in his Fafbion and Converfa tion, that peculiar Becomingnefis in all he (aid and did, that drew the Eyes and won the Hearts of all wl)0 came near him. The Reader may perhaps judge a Difcourfie of this nature very tin' neceffary ; I am apt to believe, no unprejudic'd man, who has read my Lord Rochefter'.- Writings, will think they can need a Defence ; or that any of his Enemies fhou'd be fo forfaken both of common Ju ftice and common Sence, fio blind in their Vanity, and fio unskilful in their Malice,as to tax him with any failing in Wit ; He whofe Name was the very Mark it pafs'd by, and who feem'd to have in his Keep ing the Privy-Seal of Sence ; and yet fome fuch there are, who ha ving no way to be remarkable above the ordinary Level of Mankind, but by being fingular, will needs affatilt him on this his ftrongeft fide, and give occTifionfor more than has been yet fiaidin his favour ; a fort of men, who have been always Join Love with themfelves, as never to be able to fie any merit or hear any praife but their own, looking on what is paid elfie where [ how due fioever ~\ as fo much ftollen from them, and miftaking their own Talents as much as they undervalue other mens, are perpetually doing that moft which leaft becomes 'em ; in fpite ofi the friendly Admonitions of daily Satyr e, and the Remon (trances of almofil all the Town, tir'd with the Perfecution, they per fift in an untoward fpiritlefis Vein of Rbiming, being perhaps too con fider able [^in their own opinions ~] to defign the pleaftng any Body but themfilves, and fio fiar certainly they are in the Right, in that they do not aim at what they can never effect ; Men who have got the Form of Poetry without the Power, and by a laborious Infipidnefis, a poltfb'd Dulnefs, fern not defign' d tot as a Diver fion, but condemn d tot as a Penance for fome yet unexpiated Sin of thtir Forefathers ; Men who like old Lovers are curft with a ft rang Inclination and weak Abilities, to whom nothing is more unlucky, than an opportunity to fiat is fie their unnatural Longings ; fatal to them is the Favour of their Mufie, efpecially if [becaufe they have ill Meens and ugly Faces'] they fet up for Satyres ; when moft they woudfierve the Lnfil of their Spite, they do but betray the Impotence of their Wit ; but they de fpair to put off that fiorry flock they have, till by under -rating other mens they have ftarv'd the Market, by difgr. icing Commodities ofi an a in* | 17 | 0.655 | 0.229 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | TBe Preface. wtrinficki Worth and (tap le Price, they hope to recommend their Gawze and Tinfiel. In the number of thefe Well withers to Verfie and men that are towards Wit, we may reckon [ and that without doing him any Wrong ~] the conceal 'd Author of the late Effay upon Poetry, who has in Print made a mnfi unjufil, and [ to his power ~\ a ?noft malicious Reflexion upon my Lord Rochefter'.. /we his death, a Reflexion not more ungenerous in the time and manner ofi publiftnng it, than abfiurd in the fence and matter, as I (ball prefent ly make ap pear, for having always pr of efis'd to be my Lord's Friend, 1 cannot but think my felf oblig'd upon this oocafwn to vindicate his Memory from fo undeferv'd a Libel. Had my Lord beenliving, I am of opinion we had never feen either the Reflexion or the EfTay. 'Ibis Author [whoever he is, or how fond foever he may he of his own Parts ] coud not but know himfelf as unfit to pUy a Prizje in Satyr e with my late Lord Rochefter, as feeble Troilus was heretofore to' fight fingle with Achilles> and therefore probably wou'd not have prcvok'd a man, who coud have beat him to the ground with one ft.rcke of his Pen, and have for ever crufl)'d his creeping Wit ; Or had he had Bravery enough to attack my Lord while be was alive, he woud certainly have had Honour enough to let him alone when he was dead ; but as he coud not but be fienfible, any falfe Criticifm upon my Lord's Poetry during his Life, muft needs turn to the Cr kick's fbame,. fo neither coud he hope while my Lordttv'd an Indewpmty for the dulnefs of his own ; it woud have been to no purpofie then, to pick up Scraps of Bcffu, Ra pin, Boileau, Mr. DrydenV Prefues, and Table-Talk, [for every one ofithefi have a large fhare in bis Effay ] and fiend 'em into the World fior a new Art of Poetry, efpeaally after he had defac'd the na tive Beauty of their thoughts, by new caftmg 'em in the Mould of a fiat unmuficalVerfe, and put out all the fpirit by the coldnefis and deadnefsof his Expreffion; my Lord woud never have fifferd fuch a Coyner and Debafir of other men's Bullion, to take upon him the Au thority of a Say-Mafter,. nor his light allofd Mettle to pafis upon the Town for flerling ; he who by his great Maftery in Salyre feem'd to be particularly trufled with the Jufitice ofi Apollo, didnot ufe to let the Purlowers ofi Wit retail their fiollen Goods to the People, with out bringing em to open fhame, nor Quacks and Mountebanks in Poetry, fiurnijb dwitb nothing but a few borrow d Recipes, to put on the Face and Gravity, and appear in publick with the pride and pofi tivenefs ofi ' Doitors ; the vaineft Pretenders m hi/time, the moll confident Effayers, cowd and awd under the known force of a fence fo fu- | 18 | 0.59 | 0.231 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. fuperiotir to their own, were glad at any rate to keep their e'titptj Heads out ofObfervation, as the Fowl of a whole Count rey creep inte the Bufijes, when an Eagle hangs hovering above 'em. if ever they attempted to make Verfes, 'twas with the fame fiecrecy that others make Love, and none were troubled with the fight ofi 'em, but thofe who had the ill fortune to be their particular Friends ; however they might ficmetimes lye under thefufpicion of Poetry, they took care there (bou'd never be Evidence enough to convict 'em, and happy did they then think themfelves, if in parting with their vain hope ofi pAiffing for Wits, they coud eficape being marked out for Fops ; 'tis true, fome few remain d incorrigible even then, [ as always there will be fome whom no kind of good fence how forcible fioever can make any Impreffi on upon ~] but for the moft part, Ignorance begun to wear the Mask ofi Mode ft y, which is certainly her moft becoming Drefii, and men were contented to be no wifir than God had made 'em ; at leaft thofe who wanted Wit, did net contrive [ as the manner now is ] to make their dulnefs remark tible, by expofing to the World their painful and fruit lefis Endeavours after it, but were willing to be valued for fome other Talent [ perhaps more beneficial ~\ which Nature in her equitable di ftribution of things h.id given 'em inftead ofi it. Thus was Vanity kept within fome tolerable Bounds, while my Lord Rochefter livd, by the general Dread of a Pen fio ficvere and impartial. But his Death has prov'd a Jubilee to the little Witlings of the Town, by which they have' got Indulgence for a thoufand Fopperies, more mifi chievous and more fence lefs than were ever yet imported from Francej and as much empty Rhime as they are capable of committing as long as they live ; nor have they (par'd to ufe this Poetical L icence to the ut moft extent of men's patience ; Never was there known fo many Ver^ fifyers, and fio few Poets ; every Afis that's Rom ant ick, believes he's infipird, and none have been fio forward to teach others as thofie who can not write themfielves ; every man is ready to be a J(idge, but few will be at the trouble to underftand, and none are more blind to the faults of their, own Poetry, than thofe who are fio (barp-fighted in other men's ; Every Fop that falls in Love, thinks he has a Right to make Songs, and all kind ofi People that are gifted with the hafi knowledge of Latin and Greek, pretend to tranfiate ; the moft reverene'd Authors of An tiquity, have not been able to efcape the Conceitednefis ofi Effayers, nor Hud/bras himfelf, that admirable Original, his little Apas, tin" fo artlefs are their Imitations,(o unlike andfio liv v lefis are their Copies, that 'twere impofpble to guefis after what Hands they drew, if their Vanity did not take care to inform us in the Title- Page. For | 19 | 0.622 | 0.216 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. ForSatyre, that moft needful part of our Poetry, ithAts of lute been more abus'd, and is grown more degenerate than any other m,Moft commonly like a Sword in the hands of a Mad-man,, it runs a Tilt at all manner ofPerfons without any fiort of difit motion or reafon, andfo ill-guided is this furious Career, that the Thrufis are moft aim'd,, where the Enemy is be ft arm'd. Women s Reputations [of what Qua lity or Conduct fioever 3 have been reckonrd as lawful Game as Watch-. mens Heads, and 'tis thought-as glprious a piece ofi Gallantry by fome of our modern Sparks, to libel a Woman of Honour, as to kill a Con fit able who is doing his duty ; Juftice is not in their Natures,, and all kind of ufiefiul knowledge lyes out ofi the way ofi their Breeding ; Slan der therefore is their Wit, and Drejfe is their Learning ; Pleafure their Principle, and Inter eft their. God. But how infamous, jnfipid, or ignorant fioever the Authors themfelves are, their Satyr es want not filing, for upon no better Evidence than thofe poetical Fables and pal pable Forgeries, the poor Ladies, whofe little Plots they pretend to difcover, are either made Prifioners in their own Houfies, or baniftfd into the Countrey during Life ; tho' fio ill* colour' d_ generally is the Spite, and fio utterly void ofi all com?non probAibility are the brutal Cenfuves^that fluff up their licentious Lampoons, that 'tis not eafie to determine, which of the two defirve mofi to be laugh 'd at, the Fantaftical Foplings that write 'em, or the Cautious Coxcombs that believe 'em. But what is yet mare wonderful, this Practice is applauded and carry' d on by thofie only, who efieem the gaining ofi band fom Women the greateft Felicity the Nature of man is capable of^ make it the Burden of all their empty Talk, and the Bit fine ffe of their Lives ; now this fole defign of theirs thefe able Gentlemen endeavour. to bring about, _ by doing what they can upon all. occafions to fright and indeed force the whole Sex from any Commerce with men, and make alf Accefis to 'em difficult, which is j aft as wife as ifia man tint lov'd Set ting, as foon as he htid found his Game, inftead of obfierving the Wind, and preparing his Nets, ftjou'd hoop and hollow,, and throw Stones at 'em. This is one Branch of our prefent Satyr e, which has much ofi the Nature, and more of the Wit ofi Jack- Pudding'.* Buffoon'ry, for at he, tho' he (lings Dirt at every body, is angry with no body, fo do thefe Bully-Writers perpetually affault people from whom, they never receiv'd the leaft Provocation, and 'murder their- good Names in xolci Blood. The other is ofi a more fieri o us Cafl,_ but withal 'tis more ma~ licious ; and falling in with the bafenefis of a corrupt Age, docs infi. tyte^ | 20 | 0.631 | 0.223 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. nitely more mifichief; this is made to wound where it ought to de fend, and cover where it (hou'd expofie ; to contradict the very firft Elements ofi Morality, and bid defiance to the unalterable EJfence of things, by calling Good Evil, and Evil Good. Heroes have been hung up in EfEgie who deferv'd Statues, while the worft of men have been cens'd with the Praifis of demi-Gods ; Betrayers of their Truft, and little fervers of Turns h.tve been idolized, while Patriots of an unftain'd Honour, and unreproacbable Conduct,. who were in truth the Dii Tutelares of their diftr acted Countrey, have beenopenly. blafphe?n'd with an impudent and witleffe Scurrility ; in a word, thofe chiefly have been the Authors of Satyr es,. who ought to be the Subject, and 'tis become much more ficandalous to be thought to write the befit, , than. to be put into the mofi abufive. But [ds I was faying\ among thefe Wou'd be Poets of the Times, , who have ficarce any one T*Jent proper for the Calling, none is more eminent than the Author of the fore-nam'd EfTay, who while he pre tends, without the leaft colour of Authority, either from Art or Na ture, to be the Mufes Legiflator, defer ves not the Office of their. Cryer ; with fio hoar. (e and fo tint unable a Voice has he republifb'd the poetical Laws, not of his own, but of their true Repr e fent at ives fra ming ; however be hopes to difiinguifb himfelf from the crowd of com monWriters, by a proud and (ptteful Attempt upon the Reputation of my late Lord Rochefter, whofe one Example is worth all his Precepts. But 'tis time to examine what he objects, and fee if there be any Wit in. his Anger ; the Maxim he lays down for the foundation of his Sa tyreis, That Bawdry cannot be Wit; his words are. thefe, Page, the 6th. ofi bis Effay , BaWdry bare-fae'd, that pcoc Pretence to Wit, Such naufeous Songs, &c This is new Doctrine among men ofi Sence, but an old thread-bare^ Saying among unthinking half-witted People, who judge without ex-. amining, and talk without meaning ; 1'leanfwer for him y he dad not learn, this of any of the Authors I mention d before, to whom he b.tsy been fib much obligdfior moft of the other Parts of his Eflay ; (/'/ never yet came into 'any mans Head, who pretended to be a Critick, excepts this EffayerV, that the Wit of a Poet was to.be meafur'dby the worth.. of bis. Subject, and that when this was bad, that muft be fo too ; the*. manner ofi treating his Subject h.ts beenhithe/to thought the trie Teftr 1 '■' for | 21 | 0.598 | 0.222 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. for as ah iU Poet will depreffe and dif grace the big heft, fio a good one will raife and dignifie the loweft ; fome of the mo ft mafterly Strokes in Virgil are his Defcriptions of the Employment of Bees, thejealoufie of Bulls, the Luft of Horfes and Boars, the cutting down ofi a Tree, the Working of Ants, and the Swimming and Hiffing of Snakes ; things little and unlovely in t>hemfielves, but noble and beautiful in the Pictures he gives us of 'em. True Genius, like the Anima Mun <di, which fome of the Ancients believ'd, will enter into the bar deft and dry eft thing, enrich the moft barren Soy I, and inform the meaneft and moft uncomely matter ; nothing within the vaft Immenflty of Nature, is fo devoid of Grace, or for emote from Sence, but w ill obey the Formings of his plaftick Heat, andfieelthe Operations of his vi- vifying Power, which, when it pleafies, can enliven the deadefi Lump, 'beautifie the vile ft Dirt, and fveeten the moft offenfive Filth ; this is a Spirit that blows where it lifts, and like the Philofophers Stone, • converts into it felf whatfibever it touches ; Nay^ the bafir, the • emptier, theobficurer, the fouler, and the lefis fufceptible of Ornament the Subject appears to be, the more is the Poets Praife, who can wfufie dignity, and breath beauty upon it, who can hide all the natural de- formities in thefafbion of his Dreffe, fupply all the wants with his own [plenty, and by a poetical Djimoniamfm, poffefe it with the fpirit of good fence and gracefulneffe, or who [as Horace fays of Homer] can fetch Light out of Smoak, RofesoutofDunghils, and give a kind of Life to the Inanimate, by the force of that divine and fuper natural Virtue, which [ if we witt believe Ovid ] is the Gift of all who are itruelj Poets : Eft Deus in Nobis, agitante calefcimus illo, Sedibus aetheriis Spiritus ille venit. There are no two things in the World that have a nearer affinity andreferhblance than Poetry and Painting ; the Parallel between 'em runs throughout \ every Body knows the old Adage, That Poetry is Hctura loquens, and Painting is Poema fi lens, tb.it paints with Words, and this fpeaks by Colours ; nay, the very Definition of the one, [ as I fhall (bow in the purfitit of this Argument ] will aaree .to the other; the Art in both is the fame, only the Tools it works with are different. To apply this now to the prefent purpofe; as in the examining of a Piffurc, the gueftion is not what is drawn, but >fow the Draught is defign d, and the colouring laid; 'tis not at all ma- | 22 | 0.603 | 0.234 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | « The Preface, material, whether the Objetf, that is fet before us, he initfeifamia* ble or deform d, but whether the Painter has well or ill imitated that Part of Nature which he pretends to copy ; fo in the judging of a Po- em or Verfies ofi any kind, the Subject is no otherwife confider d, than as it ferves to prove the truth,andju(tifie the fierce of the Dfcription \. fior as Mr. Dryden has rightly obfirv'd in the Preface to his Tyran- nickLove, There is as much of Art, and as near an Imitation ofe Nature in a Lazar as in a Venus. If the Shapings bejuft, and the Trimming proper, no matter for the coarfinejfeofi the Stuffe ; in all- true Poetry,: let the Subject or Matter of the Poem be in it felf never fi) great, or fio good, 'tis filill the Faftjion that makes the Value, as in- the felling of Filigren, men reckon more for the Work than fior the Silver. Were the EfTayer as well read in Latin Authors as befeems to be in French ; or if his Learning cou'd carry him no further, [ as I much fiufp eel by his Style "] wou'd he have vouchfafdbut to look on a Tranftation of Horace'.- Art of Poetry, before he had put out his own, he might have fav'd bimfielf the fbame of fo fundamental a mi- ftake as this crude Objection is guilty of; where plain common fie nee fail'd him, Horace wou'd have inform' d him, that Poets and Pain- ters have been always allow' d to reprefent whatever they won d : . Pi&oribus atque Poetis, Quidlibet audendi femper fuit aequa poteftas, I know Horzcebrings in this as an Objection to what he is difcourf ing, but he (peaks of it at the fame time as a general Maxim, and owns it himfelf for an undoubted Truth, for the very next Verfe is,-. Scimus & hanc veniam petuxwftj; danaufcj; viciffirn. He only re (trains it at laft with one Exception, which, they fay, con firms a Rule ; Sed non ut placidis coeant immitia, non ut Serpentes avibus geminentur, tigribus agni. The fence of which is, I grant [ fays He ] that Poets and Painters r haveait equalright to defign and draw what they pleafe, provided their Draughts and their Modefs be fram'd and govern d by the nature of things ; they imuft not joyn Serpents with Doves , nor Tygers with Lambs ; | 23 | 0.642 | 0.233 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. Lambs; that is, they muft not couple Contraries, and (bow' imp '■■0k Chimaras. This is all the Caution Horace gives either to Poets or Painters ■ be exempts nothing thkt is natural from the imitation of Art, nor does he fet any thing out of the reach of Fancy, that is within the bounds of Truth. I know very well that fome natural Ob jects are not in themf elves pleafant, nor others fit to be expos' d to pub lick View,' but Decency is one thing, and Poetry and Painting, or .the skill of Drawing and Dtfcribing, is another. I have been told, that in the late Auction at Whitehall, among other Pieces was fet up the Picture of a Man fleaing, with one Arm quite unskind, of which tho' every body diflikd the fight, yet did no body therefore difi commend the Painting. But to come clofir to the EfTayer'.r Cavil, there hat not been a very famous Painter in the World, who has not made either Pictures or Drawings of Men or Women in Pojlitres and with Parts obfcene ; not one of any Note, but like my Lord Roche fter he has been guilty of barerac'd Bawdry. What does he think of the Hercules o/'Pierino del Vaga, the Venus and the Cupid of An nibai Caraccio, the Leda ofi Parmegiano, the Diana and the An dromeda ofi Titian, the (leeping Venus of Corregio, the Paris of Raphael llrbin, and the Leda of Michael Angelo ? Will he fay that thefe great Mafier- pieces of Genius and Skill, that have been Orna ments for the Clofits of Princes, are poor Pretences to Painting,be caufie they are obfcene ? Or [ to preffe this Argument a little fiurther 3 will he condemn all the old Statues, that are yet remaining in the World [for the ParaHel holds here too, and his Rule reaches even 'them 2 the Labour of fo many differently excelling Hands, and the Wonder of fio many years, becaufie moft of" em are not only naked but obfcene Figures ? Particularly, wou'd he for this Reafon deface, the Hercules that is now at Rome in the Palace of Farnefe, a Work more valuable than the Capitol ? Can we hope no Quarter for that famdA^oYiO, and that fo much prais'd Laocoon, which are placdin the Garden ofi the Vatican ? Will he not pardon the two Alexanders, that are in white Marble upon Monte Cavallo, one done by Praxite les, and the other by Phidias ; the Meleager [that Miracle ofi Art~] in the Palace o/Pichini 3 the Mars, the Orpheus, the Bacchus, and the dying Seneca, in the Palace \ of Bur ghefe , with .many others, £ too numerous to name ] that have flood fo long .the (hame and the defpair of modern, and the Glory of ancient Art 1 fits ; who imploy'das much skill, and thought it as necejfary to per fit it and make apparent the obfcene Parts as any other whatever ? 'Muft then thefe venerable Re- | 24 | 0.643 | 0.221 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. Re licks of Antiquity, that have efcap'd the Barbaronfneffe of Goths and Vandals, fall a Sacrifice at laft to the gr offer and leffe pardonable Ignorance of a whimfical Reformer ? Woud he have men pound 'em to duft to humour his Caprice, or muft we fay that Nudities are poor Pretences to Sculpture ? We may Jay it indeed with m much truth ami juftice, as he can fay, that my Lord Rochefter 's Songs are nau foous, or that his other obfcene Verfies are a poor Pretence to Wit ; fior none of the ancient Statuaries, none of thofe admir'd Painters whom I have namd, were greater Mafters in their kind, than my Lord wtis in bis ; none of 'em coud take the Air of Nature truer ; ■none of em knew how to (bow indecent and ill- favour d Objects, after a more agreeable and delightful manner, nor have any of 'em grac'd their obfcene Re pre fent at ions with a bolder jtrength , or a fuller Life. But laftiy, [ to bring this Dificourfie yet more home to him, and give Inflames even in Poetry it felf ~\ what opinion has he of Juvenal, Martial, Petronius Arbiter, Catullus, Tibullus, Ovid, nay and Horace too, whofie Sence is often obficene, and fiometimts their very Words ? which I mention the rather, becaufe be fieems t o lay a great Weight upon the Barefac'dnefs of my Lord RochefterV Bawdry, and the downright obfcenenfs of his Expreffion ; I fay, what Sentence will he pafis on thefie fio long lafting, and ever honour d Names ? Are thefie men poor Pretenders to Wit ? Or is the EfTayer a poor Pretender to Criticifm .<? Shall we think their Poetry, that has pafis' d the Teft of fo many Ages, or his Judgement faulty? efpe sially when we find our 1)nder (landings ftill own the truth of their in- Jtruclivefience, and aU our Paffions feel the Charm of their Verfifica- tion ; when we find the kin deft propenfions of Nature, and all tbefien fibitity of our Souls, waking at the Call ofi that celeftial Mufick, our Cares laidafleep, and even our Pains intermitted by the unaccountable Magick ofi their powerful Defcriptions. Shall we now take his word, that fuch kind of Painting is not Wit, contrary to the opinion of all good Criticks, that have ever been, and refiufie to be pleat' d becaufie he's out of humour ? Shall we believe him [ as the Papifts do their Priefis ] contrary to all the poffible Evidence ofReafion, and tr uft him againft all the certainty of Sence ? Shall we lay afide the Prefcriptions of Ariftotle, Longinus, and Horace, contrary to the Experience of . near 2000 years, and practife hereafter by his new Difpenfatory ? Will hefiet up bis own Authority againfit that of all Antiquity , and op pofe bis (ingle Fancy, to the unanimous Judgement of Mankind ? 'Twill be great, no doubt, and becoming the abfolutenefs offofiatnouk a b Di- | 25 | 0.644 | 0.228 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. Dictator, who is. giving L.iws to Invention, fitting out the Bonn* daries of Sence, and teaching the World to under ft and. I confefis, Bawdry alone,' that is, obfcene Words thrown out at random like Bullies Oaths, without Defign, Order, or Application, is as poor a Pretence to Wit, as '-tis to good Manners, or as Pride and Ill-nature, wit hoist either Genius or Learning, is to the writing of poetical Effays. Buthe cannot be fiuppos'd to charge any ofi my Lord Rochefter'.. Verfes with fiuch a Barrennefs as this ; the notorious Evidence of Fait, and the contrary Tefiimony ofi a whole Nation, wou'd fly too full in_ his Face ; No, the chief Crime {as I intimated before ) is the Barefac'dnefs of their Bawdry, which the EfTayerV great Bafbfulnefs is not able to fuffer ; to put an end therefore to the Difpnte, and becaufie 1 believe nothing has fib longftjelter'd the lamena- table weaknefis of his ignorant Cenfure from common Appre-henfions, butthe doubtful and unfettled fignification of this Term, Wit, I ft) all bring it-to the ficrutiny of a Definition, [ which is the only jure way to decide^ the matter ]' and notwith '(landing all that has been hitherto ■difcours'd, if it can&ear th.ttTefi, I fhall be fio fir from reproaching him with the newnefis of his Notion, that I will be one of the firft to thank him for the difisovery. I take Wit then in Poetry, or poetical Wit, [for that is the Wit here in Quefiion ] to bi nothing elfe but a true and lively expreffion of Nature. By Nature / do not only mean all forts of material Objects, and every (pedes of Siibftance wbatfoeVer, but alfo general Notions and abfi rail edTruths, fuch as exift only in the Minds of men, and in the property and relation of things one to another, in ftjort, )vhatever has a Being of any kind ; the other Terms of the Definition are [ I think ] fo plain, as not to need Explication ; true this expreffion of Nature muft be, th.it it may gain our ReTifon, and lively tbtt it may affect mr Pajfions ; up- on the whole matter, to draw and defer ibe things that either are not w Nature, or things that are otberwife tb.in they are, or to reprefint 'em heavily ( 'as the EfTayer does J- and colour 'em dully, this is the only filfeWit^ and the vicious Poetry J on the -other fide to make a very Tike PiBure of any thing that really exift s, is the perfection 'as .;-.// of Poetry as Painting, where by the way the Reader -may take notice, that one Definition will firve both, and alfo include the Art of Sculp- ture, which has the fame general End, and is guided by the fame ge- neral Rules with the other two. For the reft\ if the'EGsiyeidiftike the Definition, which I h.ive here propos'd, when he makes his parti cular Exceptions to it, I. (ball further clear h, and (I) ow that there-is nq-. | 26 | 0.519 | 0.224 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. nothing either in the ancient or modern Wit, but what is comprehend ed within it ; or if he thinks he can give ajufter himfilf, when what he (fjall offer , appears to be fo, 1 am fio per fell ly well fatisfy'd of the goodnefis of my Caufe, he will find me always ready to joyn iffue with him, either upon that or any other. In the mean time kt us compare his Criticifm with this, and fee how out of Countenance, and how (imply'' 'twill then look ; it runs thus ; Bawdry barefac'd (fays he ) is a poor Pretence to Wit, that is, Bawdry barefac'd is a poor Pretence to a true and lively Expreflion of Nature. Rifum teneatis Amici ? No Reader can be fo dull as not prefintly to perceive the barefac'd Contradiction, and fee the tranfparent folly of this Affertion ; there needs now no long Train of Difcourfie, nor any far-fetch'd Arguments to refute it ; 'tis apiece of fieif-evident Non fence, [I can give it no other Name without mif calling it ] and Blunder at firfit fight ; for why an obfieene Action may not be defirib'd, or an obfcene Imagination exprefis'd, truly and lively, or why either of 'em is not capable ofi the Graces of correct Verfification, as well as any other thing, is for ever unintelligible. But becTinfe fo?ne may be .ipt to fufpect, how little ground fiiever they have for it, that I have fir am' d this Definition on purpofie to make the EffayerV Notion ridiculous ; if he believes his Caufe will fare the better, for being removd into another Court, I am not only willing to gratifie him in this Particular, but (hall carry it to be try'd even there where the Judge is his Friend ; I (ball afirefh examine his Criticifm by a Definition of Wit, which Mr. Dryden h.is given m_, who ft Judgement in any thing that relates to Poetry, I fuppafe, he will not difpute, andwhofe Arbitration [ if we may meafure his Con fidence in him by his Obligations to him 3 he has no manner ofi Reafion to decline. The Definition I mean, is in the Preface to his Opera, call'd the. State of Innocence ; the words are thefe Wit (fays Mr. Dryden ) is a Propriety of Thoughts and Words Or Thoughts and Words elegantly adapted to the Subject. The judicious Reader will eaflly obferve, ■ th.it this Definition, tho' it differ in found, is much the fame in fence with mine ; wh.xt Mr. Dryden calls Propriety, I have call'd true Expreffion, andth.it [elegantly adapted ~\ in the explication ofi his, anfivers directly to what I intend by [ lively J in mine, fio that had I remember' d that [ which I did b 2 not "J | 27 | 0.602 | 0.233 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. not 3 before I fornid my own, I (hou'd not have troubled my felf to make another. But let us now joyn the EflayerV Criticifm, and Mr. Drydens Definition together, and try what new fpecies ofi Abfurdity this unnatural Mixture will produce ; we muft" then read it thus- — • Bawdry barefac'd is a poor Pretence to a Propriety of Thoughts and Words. He that can make fence of this Propofition, may go far to fiolve the gr off eft Impoffibdities inTranfubfiantiation, and re- concile all the Antipathies in Nature. Bawdry barefac'd, whatever defieli it has, cannot want Propriety ; this is the very fault that ufies to be objected to it, by finch nice Gentlemen as the EfTayer, viz,, that the Thoughts and Words are too proper, and too expreffive of what they woud have under flood, fo that according to this Definition, there is nothing in the World that comes nearer the nature of Wit than Bawdry barefac'd. I hope no Body will fo quite mi flake the defign of this Difcourfi, as to think that I have been all this while pleading the Caffe of Bawdry, as a thing in it felf [ and upon all occafions ] allowable and fit ; this was never in my thoughts, and far from my meaning ; nor is it any part of the Queftionbetweenthe EfFayer and me ; He brands not Baw- dry for being indecent and immoral, but for being un witty ; fo un- lucky a hand he has at Criticifm, when he trufts to bis own Onder (lan- ding, and being himfelfi but a Stranger upon ParnafTus, will needs pret&nd to ftjow others the way ; hefiays indeed that Bawdry in Son<?s and every where elfie is unfit, but his Reafon is, notbecTtnfe it contra- dicts univerfaliy-receiv'd Cuflom, and wounds common Civility, or becaufie it m.ty offend Age, and corrupt Touth, but becaufe [ as he imagines ~\ 'tis a poor Pretence to Wit, and palls infteadof railing Appetite, that is, in plain Englifll, he di (likes it, becaufie it does no hurt; all that I have undertaken therefore, or am obligdto d.fend, is the Wit ofi my Lord RochefterV obfcene Writings, not the Manners ; for even Wit it fielfi, as it may be fometimes unfieafionable and imper- tinent, fo at other times it may be alfo libertine, unjuft, ungrateful, and every way immoral ; yet ft ill 'tis Wity and we m.iy then fay of it as the Civilians do of uncanonical Marriages, Quod fieri non debet factum valet ; of this nature is my Lord RochefterV obfcene Poetry which tho' it be much the befit th.it ever was feen of the ICjnd, and Wit without the leaf Allay either of Flatnejfe or Fuftian, muft yet be reckon' d among the Extravagancies ofi his Touth, and the carelefte Gayeties ofi his Pen, when he was carry d away with the precipitancy of that Liber fpiritus, as Petronius calls it, the too great fervour of his uni- | 28 | 0.618 | 0.232 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. aniverfal Genius, and the overftuitfulnefs of an unbounded Fancy. But tho' his obfcene Poetry cannot be directly jufiified, in point of De- cency, it may however be a little excus'd, and where it cannot chal- lenge Approbation, it may perhaps deferve Pardon, if we confider not only when 'tw.is writ, but alfo to whom 'twas addrefisd ; for as thofe Painters 1 mention d before, tho' they liv'din Popifb Coimtreys, did not, I fiuppofie, intend their obfcene Pieces for the firvice of the Church, or to be fiet up at the Market-Crofis, but probably for the fe- cret Apartments of fome particular Perfions, who coud look unficanda- liz'd on a skilful Imitation ofi .my thing that was natural, with the fireedom and the reflexion ofi Philofophers ; fo neither did my Lord Rochefter defign thofe Songs the Effayer is fio offended with, to- be fiung fior Anthems in the King'.. -Chappel, any more than he did his other obficene Writings ( however they may have been fince abus'd) for the Cabinets of Ladies, or the Clofets of Divines, or for any pub- lick or common Entertainment whatever, but for the private Diver fl-Qn of thofe happy Few, whom he us'd to charm with his Company, and honour with his Friend/hip. As to the EflTayer'.- calling my Lords Songs naufeous, be fides what has been already anfwer'd, he CTinnot but know that my Lord writ a great number, without the leaft obficeneneffe in 'em, which are not on~ ly far better than any he is capable of making, ( for to fay no more of 'em were to prafi 'em poorly ) but fo correct, and yet fo natural, fo eafily wrought, andfojufily finifh'd, with that elegant Aptneffe in the Words, and that unordinary Beauty in the Thoughts, as no other man ever did or can exceed.. His la(l Exception to my Lord's Poetry, is that thegroffe Obficene- neffe of it palls inftead of raifing Appetite, where he finds fault with thai only thing, that [ were his Exception juft ~] woud excufie it to. muh the major part of Mmkind ; for that which chiefly makes Baw- dry info ill Repute, is becauje it has been always believ'dan Incentive to fiuch Defires, as Divines tell us, (bond rather be curb'd than encou- rag'd, and apt to bring Thoughts into peoples Heads, which ought -not, and perhaps other wi fie never woud come there ; now if barefac'd Bawdy has this particular property, that it does not hint thefie forbid- den Thoughts, ncr ftir thjfie unlawful Defires, but on the contrary flattens and ftifles' em, 'tis much more innocent, and confequently fit ter to be us'd,. or at leaft to be pardon' d, than any other. But he's befide the Cufbion again, and as wide here of the Mark he aims at, as he was before ; there are indeed fc&rce more Lints than. Miftakes in this | 29 | 0.646 | 0.22 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. this ■half Paragraph, that concerns my Lord Rochefter ; he cannot fee [ itfieems J at all but by other mens Eyes, fior he (tumbles at eve ry Step, when he ventures to walk without his Guide'. However let us take a view of this his legitimate Sence in his own Dreffe ; the Tines are thefe : But obfeene Words too groffe to move Defire, Like heaps ofi Fuel do but choak the Fire. That Author's Name has undeferved Praifie, Who pall' d the Appetite he meant to raifie. In the firft place, What does that ed in undeferved do there ? I know no bufineffe it has, unleffe it be to crutch a lame Verfie, and each out a (canty Sence ; fior the Word that is now us'd is undeferv'd. / (bou'd not take notice of fo trivial a thing as this, but_ that I have to do with a Giver of Rules, and a magifterid Correlier ofi other men, tho' upon the obferving of fuch little Niceties, does all the Mufick of Numbers depend ; but the Refinement of our Verfification is a fort of Criticifm, which the Effayer [ if we may judge of his ICnowledge by his Practice 3 fieerns yet' to learn, fior never was there fiuch a Pack ofi (tiff ill- founding Rhimes put together as his Effay is fluff d with ; to add therefore to his other Collect ions, let him remember hereafter, that Verfies have Feet given' em, either to walk, graceful eind fmooth, andfiometimes with Majefty and State, like Virgil'/, or to run, light andeafie, like Ovid's, not to ft and flock- ft ill like Dr. Donne'.-, or to hobble like indige fled Profie ; that the counting ofi the Syllables is the leafit part of the Poet's Work, in the turning either of a fiofit or a fiono rous Line ; that the eds went away with the for-to's, and the untils in that general Rout, that fell on the whole Body of the thereons , the ihereins, and the therebys, when thofe ufieful Expletives, thea.1 thos and the untos, and thofe moft convenient Synalsephas, 'midft, inongft, 'gainft, and 'twixt, were every one cutoff; which difmal (laughter was follow 'dwith the utter extirpation of the ancient Hon fie ofi the hereofs and the therefroms, &c. Nor is this Reformation the arbitrary Fancy of a few, who wou'd impofi their own private Opi nions and Practice upon the reft of their Countreymen, but grounded on the Authority of Horace, who tells us in his Epiftle de Arte Poe tica, That prefent Vfe is the final Judge of Language, [ the Verfie is too well known to need quoting"] and on the common Re afion of Man kind, which forbids m thofe antiquated Words and obfolete Idioms ofi Speech, | 30 | 0.634 | 0.232 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. Speech, whofe Worth time has worn out, how well foever they may fieemto flop a Gap in Verfie, and (ait our (hapeleffe immature Concep- tions ; for what is grown pedantick and unbecoming when 'tis fpokef will not have, a jot the better grace for being writ down. In the next place, To what purpofie does he keep fitch a pudder here about moving Defire, and raifing Appetite ? Does he think that Till kind of obfcene Poetry is defign d to raife Appetite ? Does he not know that obfcene Satyre [_of which nature are moft of my Lord Ro- chefterV obfcene Writings, and particularly fever at of his Songs ~\ . has a quite different end, and is fo far from being intended to raife, that the whole force of it is generally turn d to refirain Appetite, and keep it within due Bounds, to reprove the unjuft Defigns, and check the Exceffes of that Tawleffe Tyranti If therefore fome of my Lord RochefterV Songs ftjou'd miffs v. Mark, which they neither did, nor ought to aim at, I believe no body but the Eflayer will think it a Fault. . But to ftrike at the root of his Objection, what does he mean by fay- ing, That obfcene Words nre too groffe to move Defire ? he might fay with as much fence, that pious Words are too good to move Devor- tion ; 'tiStiimpoffible that any Words (bou'd come too near the nature of the things they are to reprefent, when the defign is to touch our Pafji- ons by that reprefintation, for if there, be an attraction of any (or t in the nature of the things, the more truly they are defcrib'd to us, the more is that attractive virtue drawn forth, and made to exert it felf; fo that what he calls groffeneffe, is here the chief power, the meiw weight and ft amp of the Poet's Expreftion,. by which a jufi and full Notion of what he woud have m apprehend, is more clearly and more forcibly imprefs'd upon the Imagination ; Propriety being W\/ts I have already (how' d ] the very Effence of Wit, and the only poffibk way to win the Under (landing, and engage the Affections of a ratio- nal Creature. 'Tis true, [ as I hinted once before 3 obfcene Words us'd unneceffarily, and with as little pertinence, as fome of our mo- dem Enthufiafts ufie godly Phrafes and Scripture Expreffions, when fix of 'em fomttimes (ball fignifie but one thing, [ if by great chance theyfignifie any thing] will provoke indeed the wrong. way, and nan feate infteAid of affecting ; but if a man of Wit bas% the ranging and applying of the one, and a man of Learning and Judgement the other, both will operate according to their natural tendency ; that is, thefe will incline to Virtue and thofe to Vice • the fbort and t^ue ft ate of ■thie Cafe is this-, all depends upon the Genius and Art of the Writer^ fior.asanobficene Thought, if it be not Mvelily painted, will have but a f mall | 31 | 0.575 | 0.239 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. a fmatl or perhaps no effect upon the Mind of the Reader, according to the proportion of flatnefs in the Expreffion, fo a thaft or a pious Meditation, if it h.is the fame difadvantage^ will work as little . Thus [ to come to his own AUufion ] Heaps of Fuel, when they are carelefly thrown on, and after a diforderly manner crammed together, do no doubt choak and dead a Fire, but if they are regularly laid, and artifi ciallypil'd up, they will as much enliven and increafe it, a Demonft ra tion of which he may fee every Twenty ninth of May in a Bontfire ; ''tis not then the Heaps or Quantity of Fuel, but the unskilful placing, that puts out the Fire. We may therefore with a very little trouble turn the fmallShot of his Simile upon him, for adding but a word or two it will/peak a direct contrary fence, as thus, But obfcene Words, if right applfd, raife and inflame Defire, As Heaps of Fuel, placd with skill, make and maintain the Eire. For a further Proof of this, when his' f que ami fh Fit is over, I wotidrecommend to his Perufal, Aloifia figea, or if that be too hard for him, becaufe'tis writ in Latin, let him read, I'Efcole des Filles, and if the obfcene Words and Defer ipt ions he will meet with there, do not raije his Appetite, the World will be apt to conclude it, not only very dull, but abfolutely dead, and as bad as his Poetry isf his Rea der will be better entertain d than his Mifirefs. If I were now of a humour to pleafe my felf with finding other men's Faults, it were no hard matter to make the Effayer^we my Lord Ro chefter his Revenge. I (hou'd then ask him from what Ballad he took that Heroical height of Expreffion, and that noble Turn of a Verfe, rvhich we find in the fir ft Page of his Eflfay, ■None there are That can the leaft with Poetry compare. How long Cadance and Foibles have been Englifh words ? Or whe- ther defpairing to get any Credit by his Wit, he ffeaks French like the Kings of Brentford, to fhow his Breeding ? Why he who in Page the 4th. thinks it fo eafteto rob the Ancients, will ftoop fo low, as in moft of the following, to borrow from the Moderns ? Why he fuffers a Mule, who has fo fowr a Countenance, and fo ungraceful 4 Fajbion as his, to play the Wag, and be fuck a merry Grig, as (be fometimes aims to appear ? Or in plain terms, what is the meaning of | 32 | 0.644 | 0.226 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. of all that forced infipid Raillery, that fills his 1 8 th. Page, for tts not more dull than 'tis unintelligible ? Ifhou'dalfo defire to be inform d, by what new Grammar he conftrues the fix laft Lines of his 7th. Page ? And when we may hope to know from him, what the€onfequence will be, if in an Elegy Ajufi Coherence be not made Between each Thought, &c. For he has left it at prefent, as Mr. Bayes did his Plot, for the Rea der to find out of himfelf, if he will ; and fome have been gutffing, that 'tis much the fame, as when in an ElTay the like Coherence is not obflerv'd. Laftly, how comes his Eagle in Page the I ith. which we expected by the pompom preparation, wou'd prefently have mounted out of fiohi, to fly fo like a Buzzard, and flounce like a Fifh ? But 'tis no or eat Wonder, I confeffe, that an Eagle, who feems afraid to get upon her Wings, and wanly confiders the Perils of her Cale in flo doing,- which by the way is a Phrafle fitter for an Affidavit than a PoenC and as natural an Image, as ifl he had defer ib'd a Man afraid to walk ' but, I (ay, 'tis not at all ft range, that fuch a cautious Eagle, who isfo dip 'uft fut of her Wings, flbou'd keep fo near the Ground in her Flight. , . • 1 'Tisas eafieas'twou'd perhaps be pleafant, to enlarge Catechifm, for there is yet good (lore of -Materials left; but this little may fluffice at prefent, to give the World a Tafte of the EiTayer'* Abilities, and how fit he is to correct my Lord Rochester, or to teach us ' for I find this Preface is already run out beyond the ordinary Length of fluch Difcourfes, nor was it at all intended [ this being not worth the trouble ] to blaft a Wit, which will die of it felf in a little time but to do Right to that, which is likely to live as long as our Language, and defend a Man, whofe Perfion I was ever naturally w- clindtolove, and whofe FnendfJoip I fijall upon alloccafions be proud to own • a Man, whofe Wit cou'd never have wanted the affiftance of mine nor a much better, either to recommend or juftifie it were not that Part of his Writings the Ellayer hascenftir'd, of fuch an unhap- py Kind as few will examine ; other wife, as to what concerns the Poetry of 'em, they are their own beft Encomium and Defence, no Bodybemcr able to fay fo much for 'em as they do for them fives. To conclude, Whatever Faults my Lord Rochefter might have, I am confident tbeZfayw ts the only Ptrfon w the Kingdom, who J c won d | 33 | 0.615 | 0.237 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The Preface. rvou'd have gone dm to look for 'em in his Wit \ the Applaufle of that was Jo umverfal, and the manner fo agreeable, none ever difl likdit, but thofe rvho fear d it, none ever decry' d it, but tho fle who envied it.- - tf" ■•• / Pro- | 34 | 0.48 | 0.245 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | Prologue fpoken by Mrs. Cook the firft Day. Written "by Mrs. Behn. With that affurance we to day addrefs, Asftandard Beauties, certain oflSuccefs. With .carelefl Pride at once they charm and vexy ' And fcorn the little Cenfures of their Sex. Sure of the unregarded Spoyl, defpife The needle fis Affectation of the Eyes, The foftening Languifbment that faintly warms, But trttft alone to their reftftlefls Charms. So we fecur'dby undifputed Wit, Difda'm the damning Malice of the Pit, ATor needfalfe Arts to fet great Nature off, Or ft tidied Tricks to force the Clap and Laugh. Te Woud- be- Cri ticks, you are all undone, For here's no Theam for you to work upon. Faith fleem to talk to Jenny, I advifie, Of mho, likes who, and how Loves Markets rife. Try thefe hard Times how to abate the Price ; Tell her how cheap were Damfels on the Ice. 'Mongfi City-VVives, and Daughters that came there t How fir a Guinny went at Blanket- Fair. Thus you may find fome good Excufe for failing Of your beloved Exercife of Railing. That when Friend cryes- — How did the Play fucceed ? Deme, I hardly minded — what they did. We fh all not your Ill-nature pleafe to day, With fome fond Scriblers new uncertain Play, Loofle as vain Touth, and tedious as dull Age, Or Love and Honour that ore-runs the Stage. Fam'd an dfibft ant ial Authors give this Treat, A?id 'twill befolemn, Noble all and Great. Wit, fixer ed Wit, is all the bus'nefs here, Great Fletcher, and the Greater Rochefter. Now.na?ne the hardy Man one fault dares findt In the vaft Work of two fuch Heroes joyn'd. The Fair on the Thames fo called. Nom C 2 | 35 | 0.671 | 0.207 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | None but Great StrephonV/J/> and powerful Wit Dut ft -undertake to mend what Fletcher writ. Different their heavnly Notes ; yet both agree To make an everlafting Harmony. Liftenye Virgins to his charming Song, Eternal Muftck dwelt upon his Tongue. The Gods of Love and Wit infpir'd his Pen, And Love, and Beauty was his glorious The am. Now Ladies you may celebrate his Name, Without afcandal on your flpotlefs Fame. With Praifle his dear lovd Memory purfue, And pay his Death, what to his Life was due. Prologue to FALENTlNIAN. Spoken by Mrs. Cook the fecond Day. ,' ' | KIS not your eafinefls to give Applaufe, X This long hid Jewel into publick draws Our mat chiefs Author, who to Wit gave Rules, Scorns Praifie, that has been profit it ute to Fools. To factious Favour, the file Prop and Fence 1 Of Hackney-Scrablers, he quits all Pretence, )* And for their Flatteries brings you Truth and Sence. 3 Things we our (elves confiefs to be unfit For fluch fide-Boxes, and for fitch a Pit. To the fair Sex fome Complement were due,. Did they not flight themfelves in liking you ; How can they here for Judges be thought fit, Who daily your foft Nonfence take for VVit ; Do on your ill-bred Noifie for Humour doat, And choofe the Man by the embroidered Coat ? Our Author lovd the youthful 'and the fair, But even in thofe their Follies could not f pare ; Bid them difcreetly ufe their prefent ftore, Be Friends to Pleafure, when they pie afie no more ; De- | 36 | 0.694 | 0.204 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | Defied the Ladies of maturer Ages, 7 If fome remaining Spark their Hearts enrages, > At home to quench their Embers with their Pages. ) Pert, patch 'd, and painted, there to fpend their days y Not 'crowd the fronts of Boxes at new Piays: Advis'd young fighing Fools to be more prtffing, And Fops of Forty to give over dreffing. By this he got the 'Envy of the Age, No Fury's like a Itbell'd Blockhead s Hence flome deflpis'd him for his want of Wit, And others (aid he too obfcenely writ. Dull Nicenefs, envious of Mankind s Delightt Abortive Pang ofl Vanity and Spite! It (bows a Mafter's Hand,' twos Virgil's Praife, Things low and abje& to adorn and raife. The Sun on Dunghils flhining is as bright, 7 As when his Beams, the fair eft Flowers invite, ? But all weak Eyes are hurt by too much Lights -> Let then thefe Owls againft the Eagle preach And blame thofe Flights whichjhey want Wing to reach. Like Falftaffe let 'em conquer Heroes dead, And praife Greek Poets they cou'd never read. Criticks Jbould perflonal Quarrels lay afide, The Poet from the Enemy divide. 'Twas Charity that made our Author write, For your Inftruttion 'tis we AEl to night ; For flure no Age was ever known before, VVantiw an £cius and Lucina more.. Prologue intended for fALENTlHMN, to be fpoken by Mrs. Barrey, NOw would you have me rail, flwell, and look big, Like rampant Tory over couchant Whig. As (pit-fire Bullies fiv agger, five ar, and roar, AnUrindtflb Bilbo, whenthe Fray n ore.. Muft | 37 | 0.582 | 0.201 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | So Muft we huff on when we're opposed by noqe ? But Poets are mdft fierce on thofie wh'are ddrvrt. Shall I jeer Popqh Plots that once did fright us, And with mo ft bitter Bobs taunt little Titus ? Or with. (harp Style, on fneaking Trimmers fall, Who civilly themfelves Prudential call ? let Witlings to true Wits as. flaon may rifle, As a prudential Man can ere be wife. No, even the worjt of all yet I will fpare, The naufieous E loafer, changeable a* Air, A nafty thing, which on the firface rides, Backward and fiorward^itk all -turns ofl Tides. An Audience I will not fo courfleiy ufie ; 'Tis the lewd way of every common Mufe. Let Grubfireet-Pew fuch me.in Diver fion find, But we have Subjects of a nobler kind. We of legitimate Poets fing the praife, No kin to tb f furious Iffhe of 'theft days. But finch as with defiert their Lmrdsgain'd, And by true Wit immortal Names obtain' d. Two like Wit- Confute rul'd the former Age, 1 With Love, and Honokrgrac'd that flour iflum Stw*i > And t'every Paffion did the Mind engage. . * * S . They fiweetnefis firft into our Language brought, -Y They all the Secrets of man's Nature (ought, L And lafting Wonders they have m conjunction wou° ht. \ Nowjoyns a. third, a Genius as fiMitue As ever flour ifi'd in Rome'.- happieft time. As (bar ply could he wound, as Jweetly encase, As fofit his Love, andas_divine his Rage. He charm' d the tenderefl Urgins to delight, And with his Siyte did fit raft Blockheads ' /right. Some Beauties here I fie — . Though now defmitre, have felt his pow'rfld Charms, And langi-ufb'din the circle of his Arms. But for ye Fops^ his Satyr reach' dye all, Vnder his Lafij your .pfoo/e v aft. Herd did fail. Oh fatal to fs ! that mighty Spirit's gone ! Alas ! his too great heat w&nt out too floon ! | 38 | 0.592 | 0.24 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | So fatal k it vaftfy to excel ; Thus young, thus mourn' d, his WdLuCTC.ti.US fell. And now ye little Sparks yljo infihft the J?i?, Learn a(l.the Reverence due to (acred Wit. Difiurb not with your empty hoifie each Bench, Nor break your bawdy Jefts to tb Orange-wench ; Nor in that Scene of Fops, the Gallery, Vent your No-wit, andfipurious Raillery : That noifie Place, where meet all fort of Tools, Tour huge fat Lovers, andconflumptive Fools, Half Wits, and Gamefters, and gay Fops, whofle Tasks Are daily to invade the dangerous Masks ; And all ye little Brood of Poet afters, Amend and learn to write from thefie your Mafters. Dram- | 39 | 0.606 | 0.219 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | . ' Drammatis PERSONS. Vakminian Emperor. The Roman General. JEcius Maximus Lieutenant General. A Captain. Pontius Licinim "J -. Bdbus \ Servantsto th' Emperor. Proculus Chylax ) Eunuch belonging to Maximus. Lycias j Lucina. Wife to Maximus. . Celandia \ Ladies attending Lucina. MarceUin* ' ArdellU 2 > Lewd Women belonging to the Court. Phorba \ ?hidias 1 > Friends to JEcw&nd Servants to the Empero r. Arettt* v | 40 | 0.463 | 0.22 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | 1 THE TRAGEDY O F VALENTINIAN. ACT. I. SCEN.I The Curtain flies up with the MuftcJ^ of Trumpets and Kettle-Drums ; and dificovers the Emperor faffing through to the Garden, Attended with a great Court. and Maximus flay behind. MaximuSti Mam* Max. S^Reat is the Honour, which our Emperor _/ VJT Does by his frequent Vifits throw on Maximus; Not lefs than thrice this Week has his Gay-Gourt, With all its Splendor Ihin'd within my Walls : Nor does this glorious Sun bellow his Beams Upon a barren Soy 1, My happy Wife, 3 Fruitful in Charm? $W Valentinians Heart, Crowns the foft Moments of each welcome Hour, With fuch variety of fucceflive Joys, That Loll in Love, when the long Day is done, He willingly would give his Empire up For the Enjoyment of a Minute more, While I- B Made | 41 | 0.575 | 0.208 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | Tfo TRAGEDY./ 2 Made glorious through the Merit of my Wife, Am at the Court ador'd as much as She,. As if the vafi Dominion of the World He had Exchang'd with me for my Luehta. /Feins. I rather wifli he would Exchange his Pafiions, Give you his Third of Love for yours of Honour. And leaving you the due. ppfleflion Of your juft Willies in Lucim's Arms, Think how he may by force of Worth and Virtue, Maintain the Right of his Imperial Crown, Which he neglects for Garlands made of Rofes; Whilft, in dildain of his ill-guided Youth, Whole Provinces fall ofT, -and'fcorn to have A Him for their Prince, who is hisPleafures Slave. Max. I cannot blame the Nations, Noble Friend, For falling off fofaft from this wild man, When, under our Allegiance be it fpoken, And the moft happy Tye of our Affections, The whole World groans beneath him ': By the Gods, I'de rather be a Bondflave to his Panders, Conflrain'd by Power to ferve their vicious Wills^ Than bear the Infamy of being held A Favourite to this fowl flatten! Tyrant. Where lives Vertue, Honour, Difcretion, Wifdom > Who are call'd And chofen to the fteering of his Empire, . But Whores and Bawds and Traitors / Oh my /Feins, The Glory of a Souldier, and the Truth Of men made up for Goodnefs fake, like (hells Grow to the rugged Walls for want of Action, Only your happy felf and I that love you, . ' . . . Which is a larger means to me than Favour. . airhzaob /Fetus. No more, my worthy Friend, tho' ihefe be: Truths, And tho5 thefe Truths would ask a Reformation, At leaft a little Mending Yet remember We are but Subje&s, Maximusy Obedience To what is done, And Grief for what's ill done, Is aJl we can call Ours, The Hearts of Princes Are like the Temples of the Gods: pure Incenfe, (Till fome unhallow'd Hands defile their Offerings,) Burns | 42 | 0.476 | 0.165 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN. 3 Burns ever there. We muft not put 'em out Becaufe the Priefts, who touch thefe Sweets are wicked. We dare not, Deareft Friend ; Nay more, we cannot (While we confider whofe we are, and how, To what Laws bound, much more to what Lawgiver, While Majefly is made to be obey 'd ; And not enquir'd into. Max. Thou bed of Friands and Men, whofe wife inftru&ions Are not lefs charitable, weigh but thus much, Nor think I fpeak it with Ambition , For by the Gods I do not. Why my JEc'ws, Why are we thus? or how became thus wretched ? JEcius. You'l fall again into your Fit. Max. I will not Or are we now no more the Sons of Romans, No more the followers of their mighty Fortunes / But conquer'd Gauls , And Quivers for the Parthians : Why is the Emperor, this Man we honour, This God that ought to be, JEcius. You are too curious. Max. Give me leave,-^ — Why is this Author of us ? /Ecius. I dare not hear you fpeak thus. Max. I'l be modeft, Thus led away, thus vainly led away, And we beholders / Mifconceive me not, I fow no Danger in my Words ; but wherefore And to what end are we the Sons of Fathers Famous and faft to Rome I Why are their Virtues Stampt in the Dangers of a thoufand Battels, Their HonoursTime out-daring I think for our Example. JEcius. You fpeak well. Max. Why are we Seeds of thofe then to (hake hands With Bawds and bafe Informers ? Kifs Difcredit, And Court her like a Miftrefs > Pray your leave yet, You'l fay th'Emperor's young, and apt to take Impreflion from his Pleafures, Yet even his Errors have their good Effects, For the fame gentle temper which inclines His Mind to Softnefs, does his Heart defend B z From | 43 | 0.633 | 0.215 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | Tfo TRAGEDY of 4 Fiom'favnge thoughts of Cruelty and Blood, Which throu' the ltreets of Rome in ftreams did flow - From Hearts of Senators under the Reigns Of our feverer Warlike Emperors ? Wh'le under this fcarcely one Criminal Meets the hard Sentence of the dooming Law, And the whole World difiolv'd into a Peace, Owes its Security to this Mans Pleafures ; But JEdus be fincere, do not defend Actions and Principles your Soul abhors. You know this Virtue is his greateft Vice : Impunity is the higheft Tyranny : And what the fawning Court mifcals his Pleafures, Exceeds the Moderation of a Man : Nay to fay juftly, Friend, they are loath'd Vices, And fuch as lhake our Worths with Foreign Nations. JEcius. You fearch the Sore too deep ; and let me tell you In any Other man, this had been Treafon. And fo rewarded : Pray deprefs your Spirit ; For tho' I conftantly believe you honeft, (You were no Friend for me elfe) ,• and what now You freely fpeak, But good you owe to the Empire, Yet take heed, Worthy Maximus, all Ears Hear not with that diftindtion mine do, few you'l find Admonifhers, but Urgers of your Actions, And to the Heavieft (Friend) and pray confider We are but Shadows,. Motions others give us, And tho' our Pities may become the Times, Our Powers cannot, nor may we juftifie Our private Jealoufies, by open Force, Wife or what Elfe to me it matters not, I am. your Friend, butdurft my own Soul urge me, And by that Soul I fpeak my juft AfFettions, To turn my hand from Truth, which is Obedience,. And give the Helm my Virtue holds, to Anger, Tho' I had both the Bleflings of the Bruti And both their inftigations, tho' my Caufe Carry 'd a Face of Juftice beyond theirs, And as I am a Servant to my Fortunes, That daring Soul that firft taught Difobedience, Should feel the firft Example. Max. | 44 | 0.608 | 0.202 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN 5 Max. Miftake me not my deareft JEcius, Do not believe that through mean Jealoufie How far th'Emperor's Pafiion may prevail On my Lucinds thoughts to our Diflionour, That I abhor the Perlon of my Prince, Alas / That Honour were a trivial Lofs Which flie and I want merit to preferve ,• Virtue and Maximus are plac'd too near Lucina's Heart, to leave him fuch a fear, No private lofs or wrong, inflames my Spirits, The Roman Glory , JEcius, languiih es ; I am concern'd /or Rome, and for the World, And when th 'Emperor pleafes to afford Time from his P7eafures, to take care of thofe, I am his Slave, and have a Sword and Life Still ready for /2is Service. JEcius. Now you are brave, And like a Roman juftly are concern'd : But fay he be to blame. Are therefore we Fit Fires to purge him ? No, My Deareft Friend, The Elephant is never won with Anger, Nor muft that man who would reclaim a Lion Take him by the Teeth. Our honeft Actions, and the Truth that breaks Like Morning from our Service chaft and blufhing, Is that that pulls a Prince back, then he fees dAn not till then truly repents his Errors. Max. My Heart agrees with yours : I'l take your Council, The Emperor appears} let us withdraw And as We both do^ove him, may he flourifh. Exeunt Enter Valentinian and Lucina. Vol. Which way, Lucina, hope you to efcape, The Cenfures both of Tyrannous and Proud, While your Admirers languifh by your Eyes And at your feet an Emperor defpairs / Gods 1 Why was I mark'd out of all your Brood To fuffer tamely under mortal hate ? Is it not I that do protect your Shrines ? | 45 | 0.67 | 0.212 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The TRAGEDY t>f 6 Val. Am Author of your .Sacrifice and Pray'rs ? Forc'd by whofe great Commands the knowing World Submits to own your Beings and your Power. And rnuft I feel the Torments of Neglec. ? Betray 'd by Love to be the Slave of .bccrn ? But 'tis not vou, Poor harmlefs Deities, That can make Valentinian figh and mourn / Alas/ All Power is in Luchitts Eyes 7 How foon could? (hake off this heavy Earth Which makes me little lower than your felves, And fit in Heaven an Equal with the firft ; But Love bids me purfue a Nobler Aim. Continue Mortal, and Lucims Slave, From whofe fair Eyes, would pity take my part, And bend her Will to fave a bleeding Heart, I in Her Arms fuch BlelTings Ihou'd obtain, For which th'unenvy'd Gods might wifli in vain. Luein. Ah/ Ceafeto tempt thofe Gods and Virtue too/ Great Emperor of the World and Lord of me / Heaven has myLife fubmitted to your Will / My Honour's Heav'ns, which will preferve its own. How vile athingam Iwhen that is gone/ When of my Honour you have rifl'd me, What other Merit have I to be yours . With my fair Fame let me your Subject live, And fave that Humblenefs you fmile upon, Thofe Gracious Looks, whole brightnels fhou'd rejoice, Make your poor Handmaid tremble when me thinks That they appear like Lightnings fatal Flafh, Which by deftructive Thunder is perfu'd, Blading thofe Fields on which it {hind before / And Ihou'd the Gods abandon worthlefs Me A Sacrifice to fhame and to dilhonour ; A Plague to Rome, and Blotto Ctefars Fame / For what Crime yet unknown ihall Maximus By Me and Cafar be made infamous . The faithfuli'ft Servant, and the kindeft Lord / So true, fo brave, fo gen'rous, and fo juft, Who ne'er knew fault : Why fhcu'd he fall to Shame . | 46 | 0.533 | 0.188 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN 7 Val. Sweet Innocence / Alas / Your Maximus (Whom I like you efteem/ ) is in no Danger If Duty and Allegiance be no fliame / Have I not Praetors through the fpacious Earth Who in my Name do mighty Nations fway ? Enjoying rich Dominions in my Right , Their Temporary Governments I change, Divide or take away, as I fee good ; And this they think no Injury nor Shame ; Can you believe your Husband's Right to you Other than what from me he does derive ? Who juftly may recall my own at pleafure ; ig rfi Am I not Emperor ? 'this World my own ?j trj3l i Given me without a Partner by the G<^s .■> And lhall thofe Gods who gave me all, allow That one lefs than my felf lhould have a Claim To you the Pride and Glory of the whole > You, without whom the reft is worthlefs drofs ; Life a bafe Slavery, Empire but a Mock : , And Love, the Soul of all, a bitter Curfe / No, only Blefllng, Maximus and I Muft change our Provinces, the World fhall bow Beneath my Scepter,, grafp'd in- his ftrong hand Whofe Valour may reduce rebellious Slaves, And wife Integrity fecure the reft : In all thofe Rights the Gods to me have given j While I from tedious Toils of Empire free, The fervile Pride of Government defpife / Find Peace and Joy, and Love and Heav'n in Thee, And feek for all my Glory in thofe Eyes. Lucina. Had Heav'n defign'd for me fo great a Fate, As Cafars Love I fliou'd have been preferv'd, By careful Providence for Him alone, Not offer'd up at firft to Maximus ; For Princes fnould hot mingle with their Slaves, Nor feek to quench their Thirft in troubled ftreams. Nor am I fram'd with thoughts fit for a Throne. To be commanded ftill has been my Joy ; And to obey the height of my Ambition. When young in Anxious Care* I fpent the Day, Trcmbhnc; | 47 | 0.648 | 0.214 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | 8 T^TRAGEDY.f n Trembling for 'fear leaft each unguided ftep Should tread the paths of Error and of Blame : Till Heav'n in gentle pity fent my Lord, In whofe Commands my Wifhes meet their end, Pleas a and lecure while following his Will ; Whether to live or die I cannot err. You like the Sun, Great Sir, are plac'd above, I, a low Mirtle, in the humble Vale, May fiourifh by your diftant influence, But ihould you bend your Glories nearer me, Such fatal Favour withers me to duft Or I in foolifh gratitude defire To kifs your feet, by whom we live and grow, To fuch a height I fhouldjjn vain afpire, Who am already rooted here below Fixt in my Maximum's Breaft Hie / Torn from that Bed, like gather'd Flow'rs, I die. Val. Ceafe to opprefs me with a thoufand Charms / There needs no fuccour to prevailing Arms / Your Beauty had fubdu'd my Heart before, Such Virtue could alone enflave me more : If you love Maximus to this degree / How would you be in Love, Did you love Me ? In Her, who to a Husband is fo kind, What Raptures might a Lover hope to find ? I burn, Lucina, like a Field of Corn "\ By flowing dreams of kindled Flames ore-born C When North-winds drive the Torrent with a ftorm,) Thefe Fires into my Bofom you have thrown, And muft in pity quench 'em in your own : Heav'n, when it gave your Eyes th' Inflaming pow'r Which was ordain'd to caft an Emperor Into Loves Feaver, kindly did impart That Sea of Milk to bathe his burning Heart. Thro' all thofe Joys. [_Lays hold on Her. Lucina. Flold, Sir, for Mercy's fake Love will abhor whatever Force can take. I may perhaps perfuade ;my felf in time That this is Duty which now feems a Crime ; | 48 | 0.655 | 0.213 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN. 9 II to the Gods and begg they will infpire My Breaft or Yours with what it fhou'd defire. Val. Fly to their Altars ftrait, and let 'em know Now is their time to make me Friend or Foe, If to my Wifhes they your Heart incline, Or th'are no longer Favourites of mine. {.Exit Lucina. Ho Chjlax, Troculus i Enter Chylax, Proculus, Balbus and Lyoin. As ever you do hope to be by me Protected in your boundlefs Infamy, For DifTolutenefs cherifh'd, lov'd and prais'd On Pyramids of your own Vices rais'd , Above the reach of Law, Reproof or Shame, AfTift me now to quench my raging Flame. Tis not as heretofore a Lambent Fire, 'Rais'd by fome common Beauty in my Breaft, Vapours from Idlenefs or loofe Defire, By each new Motion eafily fuppreft, . But a fixt Heat that robs me of all reft. Before my Dazled Eyes cou'd you now place } A thoufand willing Beauties to allure And give me Luft for every loofe Embrace, Lucina $ Love my Virtue would fecure, From the contagious Charm in vain I fly , ~)\ :r.i\T 'Thasfeiz'd upon my Heart, and may defie > » That great Prefervative Variety / Y Go, call your Wives to Councel, and prepare To tempt, diflemble, promife, fawn .and fwear, f To make Faith look like Folly ufe your skill Virtue an iiHbred CrofTenefs in the Will. Fame, the loofe breathings of a Clamorous Crowd / Ever in Lies moft confident and loud / Honour a Notion / Piety a Cheat / . And if you prove fuccefcfui Bawds, be great. C$f*oM fornd'cshceto your hopes we 1 fooh remove, And clear the Way to your triumphant Love. Bal. Lucina for. your Wifhes wel prepare, .- And fliew we know to merit what we are L Exeunt. ,t«b& - Q Val. | 49 | 0.649 | 0.224 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | the TRAGEDY*/ 10 Val. Once more the pow'r of Vows and Tears I'l prove, } Thefe may perhaps her gentle Nature move, r To Pity firft, by confequenceto Love. ) - Poor are the Brutal Conquefts we obtain Ore Barb'i ous Nations by the force of Arms, But when with humble Love a Heart we gain, And plant our Trophies on our Conqu'rors Charms. Enter yEcius. Such Triumphs ev'n to us may honour bring No Glory's vain, which does from Pleafure fpring : How now /Feins ! Are the Souldiers quiet: /Ecius. Better I hope, Sir, than they were. Val. Th'are pleas'd I hear To cenfure me extreamly for my Pleasures j Shortly they'l fight againft me. JEcius. Gods defend, Sir. And for their Cenfures they are Such fhrewd Judges A Donative of ten Sexterces II undertake fhall make 'em ring your Praifes More than they fung your Pleasures. Val. I believe thee / Art thou in Love /Feins yet ? /Ecius. Oh no, Sir, I am too coarfe for Ladies, my Embraces, That only am acquainted with Allaritis, Would break their tender Bodies. . i Val. Never fear it. They are flronger than you think The Emprefs f'wears -thou art aLufty Souldier, A good one I believe thee. /Feins. All that Goodnefs is but your Creature, Sir. Val. But tell me truly , For thou dar'ft tell me ; /Ecius. Any thing concerns you ;13_5I . n That's fit for me to fpea'k, or you to pardon. Val. Wlrat fay the Souldiers of me / And the fame Words, Mince 'em not, good /Feins, But deliver rkrix.. The very Forms arid Tongues they talk withal. * _ JEcitts. | 50 | 0.54 | 0.2 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN. 11 > Val JEcius. I'l tell you, Sir ; but with this Caution You be not ftirr'd : For fhould the Gods live with us Even thofe we certainly believe are righteous, Give 'em but Drink, They'd cenfure them too. Val. Forward/ /Ecius. Then to begin, They fay you fleep too much, By which they judge you, Sir, too leniual : Apt to decline your ftrength to eafe and pleafure : And when you do not fleep, you drink too much ; From which they fear Sufpitions firft, then Ruine, And when you neither drink nor fleep you guefs, Sir, Which they affirm firft breaks your Underftanding, Then dulls the edge of Honour, makes them feem That are the Ribs and Rampires of the Empire, Fencers and beaten Fools, and fo regarded : But I believe 'em not : for were thefe Truths, Your Virtue can correct them. Val. They fpeak plainly. JEcius. They fay moreover, Sir, fince you will have it For they will take their freedoms tho' the Sword Were at their throats : That of late times like Nero, And with the fame forgetfulnefs of Glory You have got a vein of Fidling : So they term it. Val. Some drunken Dreamers, JEcius. JEcius. So I hope, Sir. They fay befides, you nourifhftrange Devourers ; Fed with the Fat of the Empire, they call Bawds, Lazy and luftful Creatures that abule you. Val. What Sin's next ? for I perceive they have no mind To fpare me / JEcius. Nor hurt you, on my Soul, Sir : but fuch people (Nor can the pow'r of man reftrain it) When they are full of Meat, and Eafe, mufl prate. Val. Forward. JEcius. I have fpoken too much, Sir. Val. II have all. JEcius. It is not fit Your Ears fhould hear their Vanities, no profit Can juftly arife to you from their Behaviour. Unlefs you were guilty of thefe Crimes. C x | 51 | 0.723 | 0.188 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | it TfcTRAGEDY*/ FSrf. It may be, lam. fo. Therefore forward. | /Ecius. I have ever leam'd to obey. Val. No mere Apologies. >£.-/•.... They grieve befides, Sir, To fee the Nations whom our ancient \ irtue With many a weary March and Hunger conquer a With lofs of many a daring Life iubclu d Fall from their fair Obedience, and ev n murmur To fee the Warlike Eagles mew their Honours, In obibure Towns , that us'd to prey on Princes, They cry for Enemies, and tell flie Captain The Fruits of Italy are Lufcious : Give m /Egypt, Or iandy Affriek to diiplay our Valours, , There, where our Swords may get us Meat andDangers • Digeft our well-got Food, for here our Weapons And Bodies that were made for fhur.ng Brals, Are both unedg d and old with Eafe and Women / And then' they cry again , Where are the Germans Iiivdwithhot5wworG^/ia? Bring em near: and let the Son of War, fteeVd Mithrtdates Pour on us his wing d Tarthhns like a ftorm : Hiding the face of Heav'n with ftiow rs of Arrows, Yet we dare KgR like tomms ; then as Sou diers Tvr'd with a weary March, they tell their Wounds Sv'a weeping ripe, they were no more nor deeper, And glory in- thefe Scars tliat make em lovely. And fitting where a Camp was, like fad Pilgrims , . They reckon up the Times and loading Labours Of "Mim or Gtrmamcxsr. and wonc.er fhaf Rme, whofeTurrets onc^weretoptwrth Honour CannoAV. forget the Cuftom of her Conaueits : And then they blameyou, Sir-Andfay,\\ NSgg$ Shall-we fiand here like Statues . Were our Fathers The Sons of lazy Moors, our Princes / erhans ! Nothing But Silk and Suftnels . Curfes on em That fii-ft taught Nero Wantonnefs and Blood, *Titeri_o Qoubts, Caligula all Vices : _ ].or from the fpring of thefej fncceeciingPrmces . Thusthey talk, Sir. 3 Vol | 52 | 0.298 | 0.121 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | V A LENT IN TAN. ft Val Well/ d][ { Why do you hear there thing?' ' /Feins. Why do you do em? I take the Gods to witnefs with more forrow And more vexation hear I thefe Reproaches Than were mv Life dropt from me through an Hour-Glats, Val. 'Tis like then you believe 'em or at lealt • Are glad they fhould be fo : Take heed —you we^ v&&r[ Build your own Tomb, and run into it living Than dare a Princes Anger. /Ecius. I am old, Sir : And ten years more addition is but nothing : Now if my Life be pleafing tO you, take it. Upon my knees, if ever any Service . (As let me brag, fome have been worthy notice/) If ever any Worth or Truft you gave me Deferv'da Favour, Sir; If all my A&ions The hazards of my Youth, Colds, Burning;., Wanfs For You and for the Empire be not Vices .: .- . , By the ft_le you have flampt upon me, Souldiel _ti Let me not fall into the Hands of Wretches. Val. Iunderftandyounot. /Feins. Let not this Body That has look'd bravely in his Blood for Ccefar And covetous of Wounds, and for your fafety. After the fcape of Swords, Spears, Slings/and An'owsyr... rbiW 'Gainft which my beaten Body,. was my Armor/. Throu' Seas, and'thirfty Dwarfs, now be purchacc - J _\ztXl For Slaves and bale informers : I fee Anger . o-VA. And Death, look throu' your. Eyes-r-J am markt for o Slaughter, and know,the telling ofthis. Truth hasmade ¥?_! . A man clean loft to t'is Worfdr-F embrace it,'}: ol 13*3 uov bid On!) my lad Petitic .acred Cafar. ! ls> lmay dlczRormy ytqj 10H ' Val. Rife! my Friend ftin, ih\/k ; oj ,aw ?A And woi hy of my Love : Reclaim tlae Ac' "* J'l ftudy to dbfo/ufon.my felfij^ ni nicgf. vc- 1 .uorbiO. Go- — keep -Aour Commanc.4rjL_i>p!ro_p^_,,.a £ ri .v. ■» /Feins. Life to Ccefar. • | 53 | 0.434 | 0.194 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | Vie TRAGEDY of 14 Val. The Honefty of this JEcius, Who is indeed the Bulwark of my Empire Is to be cheriflit for the good it brings, Not valu'das a Merit in the Owner ! All Princes are Slaves bound up by Gratitude, Arid Duty has no Claim beyond Acknowledgment Which I'l pay JEcius, whom I ftili -have found Dull, faithful, humble, vigilant and brave .- Talents as I could wifli em for my Slave i But oh this Woman ! — — Is it a Sin to love this lovely Woman ? No: She isfuchaPleafure, being good,- That though I were a God, fliee'd fire my Blood. Exit. the End of the Firft Aft. A CI II. S C E N. I Enter Balbus, Proculus, Chylax,- Lycinius. Bal.T Never faw the like flies no more ltirr'd, u. • i N° more anotIier Woman, no more alt'er'd With any Hopes or Promifes laid to her, Eet them be ne'r fo weighty, ne'r fo winning, man I am with the motion of my own LeaS Proc Chylax / & ' You are a ftranger yet in thefe Defigns, At leaft in Rome, tell me, and tell me truth Did you e'er know in all your courfe of Practice In all the ways of Women you have run through For I prefume you have been brought up, Chylax As we, to fetch and carry. Cbyl. True — Ihavefo. lo c Did you, I fay again in all this Progrefs ' ver fuch a piece of Beauty Ever | 54 | 0.622 | 0.231 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN. 15 Chy. Ever fo rare a Creature, and no doubt One that muft know her worth too and affect it, I, and be flattered, elfe 'tis none ; and honeft Honeft againft the Tide of all Temptations ? Honeft to one Man, and to her Husband only, And yet not Eighteen, not of Age to know Why fhe is honeft ? Chyl. I confefs it freely I never faw her Fellow, nor ever fhall : For all our Gr.cecian Dames as I have try'd - And fure I have try'd a hundred — if I fay Two I fpeak within my Compafs : All thefe Beauties And all the Conftancy of all thefe Faces Maids, Widdows, Wives, of what Degree or Calling So they be Greeks and fat : for there's my Cunning I would vndertake, and not fweat for't : Proculus, Were they to try again, fay twice as many Under a Thoufand pound to lay them flat : But this Wench {baggers me. Lycin. Do you fee thefe Jewels ? You would think thefe pretty Baits now; I'l aflureyou Here's half the Wealth of Aft*. Bal. Thele are nothing To the full Honours I propounded to her. t i • j t_ t_\ i j i j r ..1 I bid her think and be, and prelently Whatever her Ambition, what the Coupcil Of others would add to her, What her Dreams Could more enlarge, What any PreiTdent Of any Woman riling up to Glory \ And (landing certain there., and in the higheft Could give her more, Nay to BeEmp'refe Proe And cold at all thefe Offers . Bal. Cold as Cryfta_* . £- ?- ■ Never to be thaw d Chy. I try d her further : And to far that I think'fhe is iio Woman. ™m At lead as Women go now. Lycin. Why what did you ? | 55 | 0.614 | 0.247 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | -©/TRAGEDY^ 16 To Chy. I offered that,, that-had -flfef bkeii but Miftr<_& Ofasmuchfpleen as Doves -have*,jlIl^d readi'd He#' A fafe Revenge of all tliat ever hate her, The crying down for ever of all Beauties That may be thouglrf'cb'me near her.°J Proc. That was pretty. - Chy. I never knew that way fail ; yet I tell you, ' I offer'd her a Gift beyond all yours ' That, that had made a.Saint ftart well confide* 'd ; The Law to be her Creature; 'fhe to- make it, Her Mouth to give ir ; 'Every thing alive : From her Afpedt to draw their Good or Evil Fixt in 'em fpight of Fortune, a new Nature She fhould be call'd, and Mother of all Ages ; Time fhould be hers, what flie did, flatt'ring Virtues' Should blefs to' all Poflerities, Her Air Should give us Life, tier Earth and Water feed -us, And laft to none but to' the Emp'ror. (And then but when fhe pleas'd to have it fo : ) She ihould be held a Mortal. . Lycin. And' flic Heard you? Cl.ry. Yes, as a fick man hears a Noife, or lie That ftands condemn'd, his Judgment. Well, if there can be Virtue, if that Name Be any thing but Name, and empty Title, If it be fo as Fools are us'd to feign it, A Power that can preferve.us after Death, And make the Names of Men out-reckon Ages, This Woman has a God of Virtue in her. Bal. I would the Emperor were that God. Chy. She has in her fff W f™*"** All the Contempt of Glory, "MVaiMife Ww bnP Of all the Stoicks, All the Truth of Christians, And all their Conftancy ; Modefty was made Whenflie was firft intended.; When fhe bluihes It is the holieft thing to lookupon ; \ ~Imil The pureft Temple of her Sex, that ever °«J Made Nature a bleft Founder, ' If ibp were any way inclining | 56 | 0.584 | 0.222 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALtiJNTIM IAJN. 17 To Eafe or Pleafure, or affefted Glory, " Proud to be feen or worfliipp'd , 'twere a Venture : But on my Soul lhe is chafler than cold Camphire. Bal. I think fo too : For all the ways of Woman Like a full fail (he bears againfl : I askt her After my many Offers, walking with her, And her many down Denials, How If the Emperor grown mad with Love fhould force her.* She pointed to a Lucrece that hung by, And with an angry Look— that from her Eyes Shot Veftal Fire againft me ; (lie departed. Pro. This is the firii Woman I was ever pos"d in, Yet I have brought young loving things together This two and thirty Year. Chyl. I find by this fair Lady The Calling of a Bawd to be a ftrange A wife and fubtle Calling : And for none But llaid, difcreet and underftanding People : And as the Tutor to great Alexander Would fay, A young man lliould not dare to read His Moral Books till after five and twenty, So mult that He or She that will be Bawdy, (I mean difcreetly Bawdy, and be trufted) If they will rife and gain Experience Well fteept in Years and Difcipline , begin it I take it 'tis no Boys Play. Bal. What's to be thought of . ,Proc. The Emperor muft know it. Lycin. If the Women fhould chance to fail too — Chy. As 'tis ten to one. Proc. Why what remains but new Nets for the purpofe — - Th' Emperor. Enter Valentinian. Emf. What ! have you brought Her ? Chy. Brought her, Sir ! Alas, What would you do with fuch a Cake of Ice Whom all the Love i'th' Empire cannot thaw. D A | 57 | 0.588 | 0.184 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The TRAGEDY of 18 _. A dull crofs thing, -infenfible of Glory, Deaf to all Promifes, dead to Defire, A tedious ftickler for her Husband's RightSj Who like a Beggars Curr hath brought her up To fawn on him, and bark at all befides. Emf. Lewd and ill-manner'd Fool, wer't not for fear To do thee good by mending of thy Manners I'd have thee whipt ! Is this th'account you bring To eafe the Torments of my reftlefs mind. Bali. 7 Ccefiar \ In vain your Vaflals have endeavour'd Kneeling. \By Promifes, Perfwafigns, Reafons, Wealth,, All that can makefile firmeft Virtue bend To aker Her. Our Arguments like Darts Shot in the Bofom of the boundlefs Air Are loft and do not leave the leaft Impreflion: Forgive us, if we fail'd to overcome Vertue tliat could refill the Emperor. Em p. You impotent Provokers of my Lu ft, Who can incite and have no power to help, How dare you be alive and I unfatisfied, Who to your Beings have no other Title Nor leaft Hopes to preferve 'em, but my Smiles ; Who play like poyfonous Infects all the Day In the warm Shine of Me your Vital Sun ; And when Night comes muft perifh . Wretches ! whofe vicious Lives when I withdraw- The Abfolute Protection of my .Favour Will drag you into all the Miferies That your own Terrors, Unlver fat Hate, And Law, with Jay h and Whips can bring upon you, As you have fan'd to fatisfiemy Wilhes, Perdition is the leaft you can expect VVho diuft to undertake and not perform ! Slaves ! was it fit I fliould be difappointed ? Yet live Continue infamous a little longer ; You have deferv'd to end. But for this once Tl not tread out your nafty muffs of Life , -But had your poyfonous Flatteries prevad'd Upon | 58 | 0.619 | 0.209 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENT1NIAN. 19 Upon her Chaftity I fo admire, A Virtue that adds Fury to my Flames ! Dogs had devour'd e're this your Carcafles; Is that an Object fit for my Defires Which lies within the reach of your perfuafioms ! Had you by your infeftious Induftry 1 Shew'd my Lucina frail to that degree, > • You had been damn'd for undeceiving me,) But to poflefs her chafte and uncorrupted, There lies the Joy and Glory of my Love ! A Paflion too refin'd for your dull Souls , And fuch a Blefling as I fcorn to owe The gaining of to any but my felf: Hafte ftrait to Maximus, and let him know He muft come inftantly and fpeak with me; The reft of you wait here — l'le play to night. You, fawcy Fool ! fend privately away £ To Chylax. For Lycias hither by the Garden Gate, That fweet-fac'd Eunuch that lung In Maximus 's Grove the other day, And in my Qofet keep him till I come. £ Exit Valent. Chyl. I fhall, Sir. 'Tis a foft Rogue, this Lycias And rightly underftood, Hee's worth a thoufand Womens NicenefTes ! The Love of Women moves even with their Luft, Who therefore ftill are fond, but feldom juft : Their Love is Ufury, while they pretend, To gain the Pleafure double which they lend. But a dear Boy's difinterefted Flame Gives Pleafure, and for meer Love gathers pain ; „ In him alone Fondnefs fincere does prove, .And the kind tender Naked Boy is Love. {Exit. SCENE D 2 | 59 | 0.685 | 0.206 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The TRAGEDY of 20 SCENE 2 A GARDEN, Enter Lucina, Ardelia and Phorta. Ard. You ftill infift upon that Idol Honour, Can it renew your Youth > Can it add Wealth ? Or take off" wrinkles? Can it draw mensEyes- To gaze upon you in your Age? Can Honour That truly is a Saint to none but Souldiers, And lookt into, bears no Reward but Danger , Leave you the moll refpected Woman living?. Or can the common Kirfes of a Husband ( Which to a Sprightly Lady is a Labour) Make you almoft immortal e You are cozen' d, The Honour of a Woman is her Praifes, The way to get thefe, to be feen and fought to, And not to bury fuch a happy Sweetnefs Under a fmoaking Roof. Lucina. l'l hear no more. Thorb. That White and Red, and all that blooming Beauty, Kept from the Eyes that make it fo is nothing : Then you are truly fair when men proclaim it : The Phoenix that was never feen is doubted, But when the Virtue's known, the Honour's doubled : Virtue is either lame or not at all, And Love a Sacriledge and not a Saint, When it barrs up the way to mens Petitions. Ard. Nay you fhall Jove your Husband too ; We Come not to make a Monfter of you. Lucin. Are you Women ? Ard. You'l find us fo ; and women you fhall thank too If you have but Grace to make your Ufe. Lucin. Fie on you. Thor. Alas, poor bafhful Lady ! By my Soul Had you no other Virtue, but your Blufhes, And I a man, I fhould run mad for thofe ! How prettily they fet her off"! how fweetly ! Ard. | 60 | 0.702 | 0.218 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN. 21 Ard. Come, Goddefs, come! you move too near the Earth, It muft not be, a better Orb flays for you. Lucin. Pray leave me. Phorh. That were a Sin, fweet Madam, and a way To make us guilty of your Melancholy , You muft not be alone ; In Converfation Doubts are refolvd,and what (licks near the Confcience Made eafie and allowable. Lucin. Ye are Devils. Ard. That you may one day blefs for your Damnation Lucin. I charge you in the Name of Chaftity Tempt me no more : how ugly you feem to me ! There's no wonder Men defame our Sex, And lay the Vices of all Ages on us, When fuch as you fhall bear the Name of Women ! If you had Eyes to fee your felves, or fence, Above the bafe Rewards yee earn with fhame ! If ever in your Lives yee heard of Goodnefs Tho' many Regions off",— as men hear Thunder ; If ever you had Fathers, and they Souls, Of ever Mothers, and not fuch as you are! If ever any thing were conftant in you Befides your Sins ! If any of your AnceftorS Dy 'd worth a Noble Deed-^that would be cherifh'd, Soul-frighted with this black Infection, You would run from one anothers Repentance, And from your Guilty Eyes drop out thofe Sins . That made ye blind and Beafts. . y: Phorh. You fpeak well, Madam ! A fign of fruitful Education " _ If your religious Zeal had Wifdom with it. Ard. This Lady was ordain'd to blefs the Empire, And we may all give thanks for Her. Phorh. I believe you. Ard. If any thing redeem the Emperor From his wild flying Courfes this is ihe ! She can inflrudt him — if you mark — flies wife too. Phor. Exceeding wife, which is a wonder in her ; And | 61 | 0.695 | 0.206 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | ■22 TkTRAGEDY of . r ___. j And fo religious that I well-lelieve, Tho' flie wou'd fin {he cannot. Ard. And befides She has the Empire's Caufe in hand, not Love's, There lies the main confideration For wliich ihe is chiefly born. Phorh. She finds that Point Strongerthan we can tell her, and believe it I look by her means for a Reformation, And fuch a one, and fuch a rare way carrj 'd. Ard. I never thought the Emperor had wifdom> Pity, or fair Affection to his Country, Till he profeft this Love. Gods give em Children Such as her Virtues merit and his 2eal; I look to fee a Numa from this Lady, Or greater than Oftavius. . Phor. Do you mark too Which is a noble Virtue— how fhe blufhes, And what flowing Modefty runs through her When we but name the Emperor. Ard. Mark it \ Yes, and admire it too : for fl.e confiders Tho' fhe be fair as Heav'n, and Virtuous As holy Truth ; Yet to the Emperor •She is a kind of Nothing— but her Service j Which fhe is bound to offer, and ihe I do it ; And when her Countries Caufe commands Affeftioa, >he knows Obedience is the Key of Virtues ; Then fly the Blufhes out like Cupid's Arrows, And though the Tie of Marriage to her Lord, Would fain cry, flay Lucina, yet the Caufe And general Wifdom of the Prince's Love Makes her find furer Ends and happier, And if the firft were chafte thefe are twice doubled. Phor. Her Tartnefs to us too. Ard. That's a wife one. r.l like it, it fhews a rifing Wifdom, That chides all common Fools who dare enquire f-'Jut Princes would have private- a'jJ r?. | 62 | 0.606 | 0.221 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN. 23 And Aid. What a Lady lhall we be bleft to ferve ? Lucin. Go— get you from me, Yee are your Purfes Agents not the Princes, Is this the virtuous Love you train'd me out to > Am I a Woman fit to Imp your Vices? But that I had a Mother and a Woman Whofe ever living Fame turns all it touches Into the Good, it felf was, I fhould now Even doubt my felf; I have been fearcht fo near The very Soul of Honour. Why fhou'd you Two That happily have been as chafte as I am! Fairer I think by much (For yet your Faces Like Ancient well-built Piles (hew worthy Ruines) After that Angel Age, turn mortal Devils ! For Shame, for Womanhood, for what you have been1 (For rotten Cedars ha veborn goodly Branches) If you have hope of any Heav'n but Court Which like a Dream you'l find hereafter vanifh: Or at the beft but fubject to Repentance ! Study no more to be ill fpoken of Let Women live themfelves; if they muft failj Their own Deftruction find 'em. Ard. You are fo excellent in all That I muft tell it you with Admiration ! So true a joy you have, fo fweet a fear ! And when you come to Anger— Tis fo noble- That for my own part I could ftill offend To hear you angry : Women that want that And your way guided (elfe I count it nothing) Are either Fools Or Fearful. Phorh. She were no Miftrefs for the Wojld s great Lord Could flie not frown a ravifht Kifs from Angelf , And fuch an Anger as this Lady ihews us • _ . Stuck with fuch pleafing Dangers (Gods I ask yee; Which of you all could hold from? Lucin. I perceive you, ' l. . Your own dark Sins dwell with you and that price You fell the Chaftity of modeft Wivesat, Run to Difeafes with you— I defpife you- | 63 | 0.632 | 0.214 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | 24 Tie T R AGE D Y of And all the Nets you have pitcht to catch my Virtue, Like Spiders webs I fweep away before me ! Go! tell th'Emperor, You have met a Woman, That neither his own Perfon, which is God-like, The World he rules, nor what that World can purchafe, Nor al! the Glories fubject to a Cocfiar I The Honours that he offers for -my Honour, The FJopes, the Gifts, and eveilafting Flatteries, Nor any thing that's His, and apt to tempt. No ! not to be the Mother of the Empire And Queen of all the. holy Fires he worfhips, Can make a Whore of. , , Ard. You miftake uc, Madam. Lucin. Yet tell him this, has thus much weaken'd me That I have heard his Slaves and you his Matrons. Fit Nurfes for his Sins \ which God* forgive me But ever to be leaning. to his Folly, Or to be brought to love his Vice Allure him And from her Mouth,, whofe Life fhall make it certain, I never can ; I have a Noble Husband Pray tell him that too : Yet a Noble Name, A Noble Family, and laft a Confcience. Thus much by way of Anfwer ; for your felves You have liv'd the lhame of Women — die the better. CEa-.Luc. Phor. What's now to do ? Ard. Even as fhefaid, to die. For there's no living here and Women thus, I am fure for us two. Phor. Nothing ftick upon her ? Ard. We have loft a Mafs of Money. Well Dame Virtue, Yet) ou may hak if good Luck ferve ! Phor. Wc mistake her, Ard. So Godly — This is ill Breeding, Phor ha- Phor. If the VVomen Should have a longing now to feetheMonfter And flie convert. 'em all ! Ard. That may Le, P 'bar ha I Bat if it be I'l have the Young men hang'd, — Ccnic— let'i £o think — Ihe muft not fcape us thus. Lcxeunt. ACT. | 64 | 0.582 | 0.225 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN. 25 ACT. III. SCEN. I. The Scene opens, and difcavers the Emperor at Dice. Maximus. LyTcin. Proc. and Chylax. Emf. \] Ay ! fet my Hand out : 'Tis not juft 1^ I lhould neglect my Luck when 'tis fo profp'rous: Chy. If I have any thing to fet you, Sir, but Cloaths And good Conditions, let meperifti; You have all my Money. Proc. And mine. Lycin. And mine too. Max. You may truft us fure till to morrow, Or if you pleafe, Tl fend home for Money prefently. Emp. 'Tis already Morning, and flaying will be tedious. My Luck will vanifti ere your Money comes. Chy. Shall we redeem 'em if we fet our Houfes? Emp. Yes fairly. Chy. That at my Villa Emp. At it "Tis mine. Chy. Thenfarewel, Fig-Trees: For I can ner redeem 'em. Emp. Whofets? Set any thing. Lycin. AtmyHorfe. Emf. The Dapple Spaniard ? Lycin. He. Emp. He's mine. Lycin. He is fo. Max. Hah ! _ . _ Lycin. Nothing, my Lord! But Pox on my Damn'd Fortune. Emp. Come Maximus -, You were not wont to flinch. Max. By Heaven, Sir, I have not a Penny. Emp. Then that Ring. g Max. O Good Sir, This was not given to lofe. Emp. Some Love-Token Set it I fay! Max. I beg you , Sir. Emf. How filly and how fond you are grown of Toys ! | 65 | 0.611 | 0.23 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | m The TRAGEDY*/ Max. Shall I redeem it ? Emp. When you pleafe to morrow Or next day as you will : I do not care Only for luck-fake Max. There Sir, will you throw ? Emf. Why then have at it fairly; the Iaft flake/ Tis mine. Max. Y'are ever fortunate ! to morrow PI bring you- — what you pleafe to think it worth. Emp. Then your Arabian Horfe : but for this night II wear it as my Victory. Enter Balbus. Ball. From the Camp JEcius in hafte has fent thefe Letters, Sir ; - It feems the Cohorts mutiny for Pay. Emp. Maximus — This is ill News.Next week they are to march. You muft away immediately ; no flay,. No, not fo much as to take leave at home.- This careful hafte may probably appearfe 'em;. Send word, what are their Numbers ; And Money fhall be fent to pay 'em all; Be'fides fomething by way of Donative. Max.Yl not delay a moment, Sir, The Gods preferve you in this mind forever. Emp. I'l fee 'em march my felf: Max. Gods ever keep you \_Exit Max; Emp. To what end now de'e think this Ring fhall ferve ? • For you are thedull'ft and the verieft Rogues—— » Fellows that know.only by roat as. Birds I . . Whiftleand fing. Chy. Why, Sir, 'tis for the Lady. Emp. The Lady ! Blockhead ! w hich end ®f the Lady ? HerNofe/ Chy. Faith, Sir, that I know not. •* * * til j J.' Emp. | 66 | 0.629 | 0.22 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIA-N. 27 I Exit Chylax. Emp. Then pray for him that does Fetch in the Eunuch ; You ! See th' Apartment made very fine That" lies upon the Garden, Masks and Mufick, With the beft fpeed you can. And all your Arts Serve to the higheft for my Mafter-piece Is now on foot. Proc. Sir, we fhall have a care. Emf. I'l fleep an hour or two; and let the Women Put on a graver fhew of Welcome .. Your Wives / they are fuch Haggard-Bawds A Thought too eager. LEnter Chyl. and Lycias. Chy. Here's Lycias, Sir. Lye Long Lite to mighty Ccefiar. Emf. Fortune to thee, for I muft ufe thee Lycias. Lye. I am the humble Slave of Ccefiar s Will, By my Ambition bound to his Commands As by my duty. Emp. Follow me. Lye With Joy. l Exeunt. SCENE 2. GROVE and FO REST. Enter Lucina. Lucin. Dear folitary Groves where Peace does dwell, Sweet Harbours of pure Love and Innocence ! How willingly could I for ever ftay Beneath the fhade of your embracing Greens, Liftning to Harmony of warbling Birds, Tun'd with the gentle Murmurs of the Streams, Upon whofe Banks in various Livery The fragrant offspring of the early Year Their Heads like graceful Swans bent proudly^ down, See their own Beauties in the Cry flal Flood ? Of thefe I could myflerious Chaplets weave, Exprefling fome kind innocent Defign E 3. To | 67 | 0.682 | 0.205 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | 28 The TRAGEDY of To fliew my Maximus at his Return And fondly chiding make his Heart confels How far my bufie Idlenefs excels, The idle Bufinefs he perfues all day, At the contentious Court or clamorous Camp Robbing my Eyes of what they love to fee, My Ears of his dear Words they willi to hear My longing Arms of th'Embrace they covet : Forgive me, Heav'n / if when I thefe enjoy, So perfect is the happinefs I find That my Soul fatisfi ci feels no Ambition To change thefe humble Roofs and fit above. Enter Marcellina. Marc. Madam, My Lord jufl now alighted here, Was by an Order from th'Emperor Call'dbackto Court! This lie commanded me to let you know, And that he would make hafte in his return. Luein. The Emperor ! Unwonted Horror feizes me all o're, When I but hear him nanfd : fure 'tis not Hate ; For tho' his impious Love with fcorn I heard, And fled with terror from histhreatning force Duty commands me humbly to forgive And blefs the Lord to whom my Lord does bow! Nay more methinks he is the gracefulleft man, His Words fo fram'd to tempt, himfelf to pleafe, That 'tis my wonder how the Pow'rs above, Thofe wife and careful Guardians of the Good, Have trailed fuch a force of tempting Charms To Enemies declar'd of Innocence ! 'Tis thenfome ftrange Prophetick Fear I feel That feems to warn me of approaching Ills. Go Marcell'ma, fetch your Lute, and fing that Song My Lord calls his : I'l try to wear away The Melancholy Thoughts his Abfence breeds! Come gentle Slumbersin your flattering Arms ■ • 1 %1 | 68 | 0.601 | 0.196 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINTAN 29 Fl bury thefe Difquiets of my Mind j Tilf Maximus returns — for when he's here My Heart is rai'sd above the reach of Fear. Marcellina/»gj SONG. By Mr. W. WHere woud coy Aminta run From a defpairing Lovers Story ? When her Eyes have Conquefts won, Whyjhoudher Ear refufe the Glory ? Shall a Slave whom Rackes confix ain Be forbidden to complain ? Let her [corn me, let her Jiy me , Let her Looses her Life deny me. Ne're can my Heart change for Relief, Or my Tongue ceafe to tell my Grief $ Much to Love and much to Fray Is to Heaven the only Way. Mar. She fleeps. \_The Song ended, Exeunt Claudk and Marcellina before the Dance. SCENE 3. Dance of Satyrs. Enter Claudia and Marcellina to Lucina. Claud. Prithee, what ails my Lady, that of late She never cares for Company. Marc. I know not Unlefs it be that Company caufes Cuckolds. Claud. Ridiculous! That were a Childifh Fear / Tis Opportunity does caufe 'em rather, When two made one are glad to be alone. Marc. But Claudia-^Why this fitting up all Night In | 69 | 0.671 | 0.209 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The T R A G E D Y of 30 In Groves by purling dreams X This argues Heat/ Great Heat and Vapors, which are mam Corrupter*/ Mark when you will ; Your Ladies that have Vapors, They are not Flinchers, that infuking Spleen Is the Artillery of powerful Luft ; JDifcharg'd upon weak Honour which (lands out Two Fits of Head-Ach, at the mdft, then yields. Claudia. Thou art the fraileft Creature, Marcellina ! And think'ft all Womens Honours like thy own/ So thin a Cobweb that each blaft of Paflion Can blow away : But for my oWn part, Girl / I think I may be well ftil'd Honours Martyr. With firmeft Conftaney I have endur'd The raging Heats of paflionate Defires ! While flaming Love and boyling Nature both Were pour'd upon my Soul with equal Torture : I arm'd with Refolution flood it out And kept my Honour fafe. Marc. Thy Glory's great / But, Claudia, Thanks, to Heavri that I am made The weakeft of all women : fram'd fo frail That Honour ne'er thought fit to chufeme out; His Champion againft Pleafure : my poor Heart . ' . For divers years ftill toft from Flame to Flame, Is now burnt up to Tinder every Spark Dropt from .kind Eyes fetsit a-fire afreil., Preft by a gentle hand I melt away, . One Sigh's a- Storm that blows me all along ; Pity a wretch, who has no Charm at all, Againft th'impetuous Tide of flowing Pleafure, Who wants both Force and Courage to maintain The glorious War made upon Flefh and Blood, But is a Sacrifice to every7 wifli And has no power left to refvft a Joy7. Claud. Poor Girl / How ftrange a Riddle Virtue is . They never mifs it who poflefs it not ; And they who have it ever find a want. . With what Tranquility and Peace thou liv'ft / for flript of Shame; Thou haft no caufe to fear ; While | 70 | 0.499 | 0.191 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALE NT I MEAN 31 While I the Slave of Virtue am afraid Of every thing I fee : And think the World A dreadful wildejrnefs of favage Beafts ; Each man I meet I fancy will devour me ; And fway'd by Rules not natural but affected I hate Mankind for fear of being lov'd. Marc. 'Tisnothinglefsthan Witchcraft can conitra in, Still to perfift in Errors we perceive/ Prithee reform ; what Nature prompts us to, And Reafon feeonds, why fliould we avoid? This Honour is the verieft Mountebank, It fits our Fancies with affected Tricks. And makes us freakifli ; what a Cheat muft that be Which robs our Lives of all their fofter hours, ,. Beauty, our only Treafure it lays wafte. Hurries us over our neglected Youth, To the detefted ftate of Age andUglinefs, Tearing our deareft Hearts Defires from us. Then in reward of what it took away Our Joys, our Hopes, our Wifhes and Delights It bountifully pays us all with Pride / Poor fhifts / ftill to be proud and never pleas d,. Yet this is all your Honour can do for you. Claud. Concluded like thy felf, for fure thou art. The moft corrupt corrupting thing alive, Yet glory not too much in cheating Wit . 'Tis but falfe Wifdom ; and its Property j , Has ever been to take the part of Vice,. t Which tho' the Fancy with vain fhows it pleafe, , Yet wants a power to fatisfie the Mind. Lueina wakes. Claud. But fee my Lady wakes and^comes this way Blefs me / how pale and howconfus'd flie looks I Luc. In what Fantaftique new world have I been I What Horrors paft ? what threatning Vifions ieen ? Wrapt as I lay in my amazing Trance, The HoftofHeav'n and Hell did round me Dance : Dc | 71 | 0.638 | 0.222 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The TKAGEDY of 32 Debates arofe betwixt the Pow*rs above And thofe below : Methoughtsthey talkt of Love. And nam'd me often ; but it could not be Of any Love that had to do with me. For all the while they talk'd andargu'd thus, I never heard one Word of Maximus. Difcourteous Nymphs / who own thefe murmuring Floods And you unkind Divinities o'th' Woods ! When to your Banks and Bowers I came diftreft Half dead throu' Abfence feeking Peace and Reft. Why would you not proteft by thefe your Streams A fleeping wretch from fuch wild difmal Dreams / Mifhapen Monfters round in Meafures went Horrid in Form with Geftures infolent ; Grinning throu1 Goatifh Beards with half clos'd Eyes, They look'd me in the face frighted to rife / In vain I did attempt, methought no Ground Was to fupport my finking Footfteps I found. In clammy Fogs like one half choak'd I lay, Crying for help my Voyce was fnatch'd away. And when I would have fled, My Limbs benumm'd, ordead. Could not my Will with Terror wing'd obey Upon my abient Lord for help I cry 'd But in that Moment when I muft have dy'd : With Anguifh of my Fears confufing pains Relenting Sleep loos'd his Tyrannick Chains Claud. Madam, Alas fuch Accidents as thefe Are not of value to difturb your Peace / The cold damp-Dews of Night have mixt and wrought V With the dark Melancholy of your Thought. > And throu your Fancy thefe Illufions brought. ) I ftill have markt your Fondnels will afford No hour of Joy in th' abfence of my Lord. Etttcr | 72 | 0.63 | 0.182 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTINIAN 33 Enter Lycias. ; A Ring ! Lucin. Abfent, all night— and never fend me word ? " iyc/j_-.Madam,while fleeping by thofe Banks you lay/ One from my Lord commanded me away. In all obedient hafte I went to Court, Where bufie Crowds confus'dly did refbrt ; News from the Camp it feems was then arriv'd Of Tumults rais'd and Civil Wars contriv'd ; The Emperor frighted from his Bed does call Grave Senators to Council in the Hall Throngs of ill-fa vour'd Faces fill'd with Scars Wait for Employments praying hard for Wars At Council Door attend with fair pretence ~) In Knavifh Decency and Reverence S- Banquers, who with officious Diligence — j Lend Money to fupply the prefent need } At treble Ufe that greater may fucceed, > So publick Wants will private Plenty breed, > Whifp'ring in every Corner you might fee. Lucin. But what's all this to Maximusandme? Where is my Lord ? what Meflage has he fent ? V, Is he in Health ? What fatal Accident, > Does all this while his wifht Return prevent ? j Lycias. When ere the Gods that happy hour decree, May he appear fafe and with Victory ; Of many Hero's who flood Candidate To be the Arbiters 'twixt Rome and Fate ; To quell Rebellion and protect the Thr6ne_ A Choice was made of Maximus alone ; The People, Souldiers, Senate, Emperor For Maximus with one confent concur. Their new-born hopes now hurry him away, Nor will their Fears admit one moments flay : Trembling through Terror left he come too late V They huddle his Difpatch while at the Gate > The Emperor's Chariots to conduct him wait. ) F Lucin | 73 | 0.735 | 0.218 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The T R A G E D Y of 34 Lucina. Thefe fatal Honours my dire Dream foretold! Why fhould the Kind be ruin'd by the Bold ? He ne'r reflects upon my Deftiny So carelefs of himfelf, undoing mee Ah Claudia I in my Vifions fo unskill'd Hee'l to the Army go and there be kili'd. Forgetful of my Love; Hee'l not afford Theeafie Favour of a parting Word; Of all my Wifhes hee's alone the Scope And hee's the only End of all my Hope, My fill of Joy, and what is yet above Joys, Hopes, and Wifhes — He is all my Love: Myfter-ious Honour tell me what thou art ! That takes up diff rent Forms in every Heart * And doft to diverfe Ends and Interefts move Conqueft is his— my Honour is my Love. Both thefe do Paths fo oppofitely chufe By following one you muft the other lofe. So two flrait Lines from the fame Pomt begun Can never meet, tho' without end they run Alas, I rave / lycias. Look on thy Glory, Love, and fmiletofee Two faithful Hearts at flrife for Victory ! Who blazing in thy faered Fires contend While both their equal Flames to Heav'n afcend, The God that dwells in Eyes light on my Tongue Left in my Meflage I his Paflion wrong ; You'l better guefs the Anguilh of his Heart, From what you feel, then what I can impart ; But Madam, know the Moment I was come, His watchful Eye perceiv'd me in the Room'; When with a quick precipitated hafte • y From Cafirs Bofom where he flood embrac'd > Piercing the bufie Crowd to me lie pafl \ Tears in his Eyes ; his Orders in his Hand He ::arce had Breath to give this fliort Command. With thy belt fpeed to my Lucina fly, If I muft part unfeen by her I dy, Decrees | 74 | 0.588 | 0.22 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENT1NIAN. 35 Decrees inevitable from above, And Fate which takes too little Care of Love, Force me away : Tell her 'tis my Requeft, By thofe kind Fires fhe kindled in my Breaft ; Our future Hopes and all that we hold dear, She inflantly wou'd come and fee me here. That parting Griefs to her I may reveal And on her Lips propitious Omens leal. Affairs that prefs in this fhort fpaceof time Afford no other place without a Crime ; And that theu maift not fail of wifht for Ends In ~a fuccefs whereon my Life depends Give her this Ring. C Looks on the Ring. Lucin. How ftrange foever thefe Commands appear Love awes my Reafon, and controulsmy Fear. But how couldft thou employ thy lavifh Tongue So idly to be telling this lo long / When ev'ry moment thou haft fpent in vain, Was half the Life that did to me remain. Flatter me, Hope, and on my Wifhes fmile, And make me happy yet a little while. If through my Fears I can fuch Sorrow ihow As to convince I perifh if he go : Pity perhaps his Gen'rous Heart may move To'facrifice his Glory to his Love. I'l not defpair / Who knows how eloquent thefe Eyes may prove Begging in Floods of Tears and Flames of Love. [[Exit Lucina. Lycias. Thanks to the Devil, my Friend, now all's our own,} j How eafily this mighty work was done / X Well/ firft or laft all Women muft be won > " It is their Fate and cannot be withftood "The wife do ft. 11 romply with Flefh and Blood ; " Or if through peevilh Honour Nature fail " They do but lofe their Thanks ; Art will prevail L Exit. SCENE F 2 | 75 | 0.7 | 0.219 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | The TRAGEDY of 36 A SCENE 4. Enter /Ecius perfuing Pontius, and Maximus following, Max. Temper your felf, JEcius. Pent. Hold,my Lord — lam a Souldier and a Roman! Max. Pray Sir / /Ecius. Thou art a lying Villain and a Tray tor. Give me my felf, or by the Gods, my Friend, You'l make me dang rous : How dar'ft thou pluck The Souldiers to Sedition and I living ? And low Seeds of rank Rebellion even then When I am drawing out to Action ? Pont. Hear me / Max. Are you a man ? JEcius. I am true, Maximus ! And if the Villain live, we are difhonour d. Max. But hear him what he can fay / /Ecius. That's the way To pardon him, I am fo eafie-Natur'd, That if he fpeak but humbly, I forgive him. Pont. I do befeech you, worthy General / /Ecius. H'has found the way already. Give me room,- And if he fcape me then, H'has Mercy. Pont. I do not call you Worthy , that I fear you : 1 never car'd for Death ; if you will kill me , Confider firfl for what / not what you can do : 'Tis true I know you are my General ; And by that great Prerogative may kill. JEcius. He argues with me ! By Heav'n a made-up finifht Rebel.* Max. Pray confider what certai-n ground you have. JEcius. What Grounds ? Did I not take him preaching to the Souldiers, How lazily they liv'd ; and what dilhonour It was to ferve a Prince fo full of Softnefs ! Thefe were his very Words, Sir. Max. Thefe ! JEcius, Tin they were rafhly fpoken* which was an Error, | 76 | 0.672 | 0.233 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | VALENTIN I AN 37 /Ecius A great one, Pontius ! yet from him that hungers For War, and brave Employment might be pardon'd ! The Heart, and harbour'd Thoughts of ill makes Tray tors Not fpleeny Speeches-- ■ /Ecius. Why fhould you protect him ? Go to it fcarce fhews honeft Max. Taint me not ! For that fhews worfe, JEcius I All" your Friendfhip And that pretended Love you lay upon me ; (Hold back my Honefty ! ) is like a Favour You do your Slave to day — to morrow hang him ; , Was I your Bofom-Friend for this? /Ecius. Forgive me! So zealous is my £)uty for my Prince, That oft it makes me to forget my felf; And tho' I ftrive to be without my Paffion, I am no God, Sir ; For you whofe infection Has fpred it felf like Poyfon throu' the Army, - And call a killing Fogg on fair Allegiance ! Firft thank this Noble Gentleman; you haddy'd eife ; Next from your Place and Honour of a Souldier I here feclude you. Pont. May I fpeak yet ? Max. Hear him. /Ecius. And while /Ecius holds a Reputation- At leaft Command ! you bear no Arms for Rome, Sir. /W.Againft her I ihall never : The condemn'd man Has yet the priviledge to fpeak, my Lord, Law were not equal elfe. Max. Pray hear, JEcius, For happily the fault he has committed Tho' I believe it mighty ; yet confider'd, If Mercy may be thought upon will prove - Rather a hafty Sin than heinous. . JEcius. Speak. Pont. 'Tis true,myLord,you took metir'd with peace My Words as rough and ragged as my Fortune, Telling the Souldiers what a man we ferve Led from us by the Flourifhes of Fencers j I blam'd him too for foftnefs, | 77 | 0.722 | 0.213 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |
001253037 | 1685-01-01T00:00:00 | 1685 | Valentinian: a tragedy. As 'tis alter'd by the late Earl of Rochester. ... Together with a preface concerning the author [i.e. Lord Rochester] and his writings. By one of his friends [Robert Wolseley] | London | false | the TRAGEDY*/ 38 Pont. JEcius. To the reft, Sir. Pont. 'Tis true I told 'em too WTe lay at home to fhew our Country We durft go naked, durft want Meat and Money ; And when the Slaves drink Wine, we durft be thirfty. I told 'em too the T eesand Roots Were our befl Pay-mafters. Tis likely too I counceli'd 'em to turn Their warlike Pikes to Plow-fhares, their fure Targets And Swords hatcht with the Blood of many Nations To Spades and Pruning-Knives: their warlike Eagles, into Daws and Starlings. What think you Were thefe Words to be fpoken by a Captain One that fhould give Example ? Max. 'Twas too much. Pont. My Lord! I did not wooe'em from the Empire, Nor bid 'em turn their daring Steel again-fl Cafar ; The Gods for ever hate me if that motion Were part of me ; Give me but Employment And way to live , and where you find me vicious Bred up to mutiny, my Sword fhall tell you, And if you pleafe that Place I held maintain it 'Gainft the moft daring Foes of Rome, I'm honeft / A Lover of my Country one that holds His Life no longer His than kept for Cafar : Weigh not— (I thus low on my Knee befeech you ! What my rude Tongue difcover'd 'twas my want, No other part of Pontius ; You have feen me And you, my Lord, do fomething for my Country, And both»the wounds I gave and took Not like a backward Traytor. JEcius. All your Language Makes but againft you, Pontius I you are caft, And by my Honour and my Love to Ccefiar By me fhall never be reftor'd in Camp ; I will not have a Tongue \ tho' to himself Dare talk but near Sedition : As I govern All Tiallotey, and when they want,their Duty An ready Service fhall xedie.s their needs, Not pratmg what they wou'd be. | 78 | 0.643 | 0.219 | Fletcher, John, dramatist | Wolseley, Robert, poet [person] ; Wilmot, John, Earl of Rochester [person] ; Fletcher, John, dramatist [person] | Timothy Goodwin | England | England | 82 pages (4°) | English | null | null | null | false |