Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 09 of 10 — John Shaqi
Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 09 of 10Fletcher, John
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Beaumont and Fletcher's Works, Vol. 09 of 10
Fletcher, John
English drama
_Alb._ Yes, they will see you
Out of their charities, having heard our story,
They will come, and comfort us, come presently;
We shall no more know wants nor miseries.
_Amin._ Are they all women?
_Alb._ All, and all in love with us.
_Amin._ How!
_Alb._ Do not mistake: in love with our misfortunes,
They will cherish and relieve our men.
_Tib._ Do you shrug now,
And pull up your noses? you smell comfort,
See they stretch out their Legs like Dottrels,
Each like a new Saint _Dennis_.
_Alb._ Dear Mistris,
When you would name me, and the women hear,
Call me your brother, you I'll call my sister,
And pray observe this all--
Why do you change color sweet.
_Amin._ Eating too much meat.
_Alb._ Sawc't with jealousie;
Fie, fie, dear saint, yfaith ye are too blame,
Are ye not here? here fixt in my heart?
_All._ Hark, hark;
_Enter_ Rosella, Clarinda, Crocale, Hipollitta, Juletta.
_Alb._ They are come, stand ready, and look nobly,
And with all humble reverence receive 'em,
Our lives depend upon their gentle pitties,
And death waits on their anger.
_Mor._ Sure they are _Fairies_.
_Tib._ Be they Devils: Devils of flesh and blood;
After so long a _Lent_, and tedious voyage,
To me they are Angels.
_Fran._ O for some _Eringoes_!
_Lam. Potatoes_, or _Cantharides_.
_Tib._ Peace you Rogues, that buy abilities of your 'pothecaries,
Had I but took the diet of green Cheese,
And Onions for a month, I could do wonders.
_Ros._ Are these the Jewels you run mad for?
What can you see in one of these,
To whom you would vouchsafe a gentle touch?
Can nothing perswade you
To love your selves, and place your happiness
In cold and chast embraces of each other.
_Ju._ This is from the purpose.
_Hip._ We had your grant to have them as they were.
_Cla._ 'Tis a beauteous Creature,
And to my self, I do appear deform'd,
When I consider her, and yet she is
The strangers sister; Why then should I fear?
She cannot prove my rival.
_Ros._ When you repent,
That you refus'd my counsel, may it add
To your afflictions, that you were forward;
Yet leap'd into the Gulfe of your misfortunes,
But have your wishes.
_Mast._ Now she makes to us.
_Amin._ I am instructed, but take heed _Albert_,
You prove not false.
_Alb._ Ye are your own assurance,
And so acquainted with your own perfections,
That weak doubts cannot reach you; therefore fear not.
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