And useful for your lordship; and once more Lov. I dare not own What's by unjust and cruel means extorted: Than so to expose Over. You run, my lord, no hazard: Nor can my actions, though condemn'd for ill, Shall e'er be sullied with one taint or spot A young lord Lovell, born by her unto you, The Scourge of prodigals (want) shall never find you. Lov. Are you not frighted with the imprecations And curses of whole families, made wretched By your sinister practices ? Over. Yes, as rocks are When foaming billows split themselves against When wolves, with hunger pined, howl at her bright I am of a solid temper, and, like these, [ness. Steer on a constant course: with mine own sword, Now, for those other peddling complaints, Nay, when my ears are pierced with widows' cries, Lov. I admire The toughness of your nature. Over. 'Tis for you, My lord, and for my daughter, I am marble. THE PICTURE: A TRAGI-COMEDY, BY PHILIP MASSINGER. MATTHIAS, a knight of Bohemia, going to the wars; in parting with his wife, shows her substantial reasons why he should go. MATTHIAS. SOPHIA. Mat. Since we must part, Sophia, to pass further Is not alone impertinent, but dangerous We are not distant from the Turkish camp May fall upon us? Be now, as thy name Wise and discreet; and to thy understanding Soph. You put me, sir, To the utmost trial of it. Mat. Nay, no melting: Since the necessity, that now separates us, Join'd by true love, hath made us one and equal: Or to be cried up by the public voice For a brave soldier, that puts on my armour; Soph. In you alone, sir, I have all abundance. Mat. For my mind's content, In your own language I could answer you. We have long enjoy'd the sweets of love, and though We must not live such dotards on our pleasures, As still to hug them to the certain loss Of profit and preferment. Competent means Maintains a quiet bed, want breeds dissension Soph. Have you found in me, sir, Any distaste or sign of discontent, Mat. No, Sophia; Nor shalt thou ever have cause to repent To trade for rich materials to adorn Thy noble parts, and show them in full lustre. And outward form, but, in the harmony While you, to whose sweet innocence both Indies Soph. If I am so rich, Or in your opinion so, why should you borrow Mat. Why? I should be censured Of ignorance, possessing such a jewel, I leave the government of my family, And our poor fortunes, and from these command To the utmost of what 's mine, live plentifully: Shall make a merry winter. Soph. Since you are not To be diverted, sir, from what you purpose, Go when you please, sir. Eyes, I charge you, waste not you Till in my widow'd bed I call upon you: Shall go along with you; and when you are you; For your protection. To tell you what [The good sense, rational fondness, and chastised feeling, of this dialogue, make it more valuable than many of those scenes in which this writer has attempted a deeper passion and more tragical interest. Mas singer had not the higher requisites of his art in any thing like the degree in which they were possessed by Ford, Webster, Tourneur, Heywood, and others. He never shakes or disturbs the mind with grief. He is read with composure and placid delight. He wrote with that equability of all the passions, which made his English style the purest and most free from violent metaphors and harsh constructions, of any of the dramatists who were his contemporaries.] THE PARLIAMENT OF LOVE: A COMEDY, CLEREMOND takes an oath to perform his mistress LEONORA's pleasure. She enjoins him to kill his best friend. He invites MONTROSE to the field, under pretence of wanting him for a second: then shows, that he must fight with him. Cler. This is the place. Mont. An even piece of ground, Without advantage; but be jocund, friend: Cler. I need not, So well I am acquainted with your valour, But victory still sits upon your sword, And must not now forsake Mont. You shall see me you. Come boldly up: nor will I shame your cause, Cler. 'Tis not to be question'd: That which I would entreat, (and pray you grant it,) Mont. When we encounter A noble foe, we cannot be too noble. |