A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 13Dodsley, Robert
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A Select Collection of Old English Plays, Volume 13
Dodsley, Robert
English drama
+Flo.+ Not yet. This injury provok'd my master
To raise these mighty forces for her rescue,
And named me general: whose aim is not
A vain ambition, but t' advance her service.
Ere we begin to punish, take this offer:
Restore the queen to liberty, with each
Due circumstance that such a majesty
May challenge, freely to make choice of whom
She shall advance to th' honour of her bed.
If your deserts bear that high rate you mention,
Why should you doubt your fortune? On these terms
The king, King of Castile, may be induced
To pardon the error of your ruin.
+Dec.+ Thus,
In short, my answer. How unlimited
Soe'er my power hath been, my reason and
My love have circumscrib'd it. True, the queen
Stands now restrain'd: but 'tis by the decree
Of the whole kingdom, lest her error should
Persuade her to some man less worthy.
+Flo.+ How!
+Dec.+ Less worthy than myself; for so they judge
The proudest subject to a foreign prince.
But when you mention love, where are your blushes?
What can you answer for the practising
The queen's affection, when embassador
You lay here from Castile, pretending only
Affairs importing both the kingdoms? Nor
Can you, my lord, be tax'd by your discretion,
That by the humblest arts of love you labour
To win so bright a beauty, and a queen
So potent. Your affection looks not here
Without an eye upon your profit.
+Flo.+ Witness, Love!
+Dec.+ No protestation. If you will withdraw
Your forces from our kingdom, and permit
Us to our laws and government, that peace,
Which hath continued many ages sacred,
Stands firm between us. But if not----
+Flo.+ To arms!
+Dec.+ Pray stay, my lord. Doth not your lordship see
Th' advantage I have in the place? With how
Much ease I may secure my fortune from
The greatest danger of your forces?
+Flo.+ Ha!
'Twas inconsiderate in me: but I trusted
To th' honour of your word, which you'll not violate.
+Dec.+ Go safely off, my lord. And now be dumb
All talk of peace: we'll parley in the drum.
[_Exeunt several ways, the drum beating._
FOOTNOTES:
[272] This play being by the author communicated to Philip Earl of
Pembroke, Lord Chamberlain of the Household to King Charles I., he
caused it to be acted at court, and afterwards published against the
author's consent. It was revived at the Restoration, when a Prologue
and Epilogue, written by the author of "Hudibras," were spoken.--See
Butler's "Remains," vol. i. p. 185.
[273] See note to "Lingua," act ii. sc. 2.
[274] [Programme of policy.]
ACT II., SCENE I.
_Enter +Sanmartino+, +Captain+, +Soldier+, and
+Browfildora+._
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