Philaster - Love Lies a Bleeding by Francis Beaumont;John Fletcher
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What I have done thus publick, is not only
To add a comfort in particular To you or me, but all; and to confirm The Nobles, and the Gentry of these Kingdoms, By oath to your succession, which shall be Within this month at most. _Thra_. This will be hardly done. _Cle_. It must be ill done, if it be done. _Di_. When 'tis at best, 'twill be but half done, Whilst so brave a Gentleman's wrong'd and flung off. _Thra_. I fear. _Cle_. Who does not? _Di_. I fear not for my self, and yet I fear too: Well, we shall see, we shall see: no more. _Pha_. Kissing your white hand (Mistress) I take leave, To thank your Royal Father: and thus far, To be my own free Trumpet. Understand Great King, and these your subjects, mine that must be, (For so deserving you have spoke me Sir, And so deserving I dare speak my self) To what a person, of what eminence, Ripe expectation of what faculties, Manners and vertues you would wed your Kingdoms? |
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