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A07326
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The heire an excellent comedie. As it was lately acted by the Company of the Reuels. / Writren [sic] by T.M. Gent..
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May, Thomas, 1595-1650.
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1622
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STC 17713; ESTC S109948
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another takes Cler. I would we were a little neerer vm We might but heare what talke these wenches haue When they are alone I warrant some good stuffe Phi. T is happinesse enough for me to see The motion of her lips Cler. I faith i st there abouts Why Philocles what lost already man Strooke dead with one poore glance looke vp for shame And tell me how thou likest my iudgement now Now thou doest see Phi. Ah Cleremont too well Too well I see what I shall neuer taste You Ladies beautie she must needs be cruell Though her faire shape deny it to the sonne Of him that is her fathers enemy That Cleremont that fatall difference Checkes my desire and sinkes my rising hopes But loue 's a torrent violent if stopt And I am desperately mad I must I must be hers or else I must not be Cler. Containe that passion that will else ouerwhelme All vertue in you all that is called man And should be yours take my aduice my heart My life to second you let vs consult You may find time to speake to her and woe her Phi. May nay I will in spite of destinie Let women and faint hearted fooles complaine In languishing dispayre a manly loue Dares shew it selfe and presse to his desires Through thickest troopes of horid opposites Were there a thousand waking Dragons set To keepe that golden fruit I would attempt To plucke and taste it t is the danger crownes A braue atchieuement what if I should goe And boldly wooe her in her fathers house In spite enmity what could they say Cle. T were madnesse that not wisedome rash attempts Betray the meanes but neuer worke the end Phi. She would not hate a man for louing her Or if she did better be once deemed Then liue for euer haplesse Cle. But take time The second thoughts our wise men say are best Pli. Delaye 's a double death no I haue thought A meanes that straight I le put in execution I le write a Letter to her presently Take how it will Cle. A Letter who shall carry it Pli. I le tell thee when I haue done hast thou Pen and Inke in thy Chamber Cle. Yes there is one vpon the Table I le stay here at the window and watch whether she stay or not what a sudden change is this Leu. Did not count Virro promise to be heare To day at dinner Pse. Yes Madame that he did and I dare sweare He will not breake Leu. He needes not he is rich enough vnlesse Hee should breake in knauery as some of our Merchants doe now adayes Pse. Breake promise Madame I meane that he will not For your sake you know his businesse Leu. I would I did not he might spare his paines And that vnusuall cost that he bestowes In pranking vp himselfe and please me better He would not please his Taylor and his Barbar For they got more for your sake by their Lord Then they got this twenty yeeres before Leu. Ah Psecas Psecas can my father thinke That I can loue Count Virro one so old That were enough to make a match vnfit But one so base a man that neuer loued For any thing called good but drosse and pelfe One that would neuer had my brother liued Haue mooued this sute no I can neuer loue him But canst thou keepe a secret firmely Psecas Pse. Doubt me not Madame Leu. Well I le tell thee then I loue alas I dare not say I loue him But there 's a yong and noble Gentleman Lord Euphues sonne my fathers enemy A man whom natures prodigality Stretcht euen to enuy in the making vp Once from a Window my pleased eye beheld This youthfull Gallant as he rode the streete On a coruetting Courser who it seemed Knew his faire loade and with a proud disdaine Checkt the base earth my father being by I ask't his name he told me Philocles The sonne and Heyre of his great enemy Iudge Psecas then how my deuided brest Suffered betweene two meeting contraries Hatred and Loue but Loues a deity And must preuaile against mortals whose command Not Ioue himselfe could euer yet withstand Cle. What is the letter done already I see these Louers haue nimble inuentions but how will you send it Phi. What a question 's that seest thou this stone Cle. Ah then I see your drift this stone must guide your Fleeting Letter in the Ayre and carry it to that Faire Marke you ayme at Phi. Hard by her Cle. I think you would not hit her with such stones as this Lady looke to your selfe he that now throwes one Stone at you hopes to hit you with two Phi. But prethee tell mee what doest thinke this Letter may doe Cle. Well I hope T is ten to one this Lady oft hath seene you You neuer liued obscure in Syracuse Nor walk'd the streetes vnknowne and who can tell What place you beare in her affections Lou'd or mislik'd if bad this letter sent Will make her shew her scorne if otherwise Feare not a womans wit shee le find a time To answere your kind Letter and expresse What you desire she should then send it boldly You haue a fairer make there Phi. Cupid guide my arme Oh be as iust blind God as thou art great And with that powerfull hand that golden shaft That I was wounded wound you tender brest There is no saluē but that no cure for me Cle. See what a wonder it strikes vm in how it should come Phi. Shee le wonder more to see what man it comes from Cle. I like her well yet she is not afraid to open it She starts stay marke her action when shee has read the Letter She reades LEt it wrong this Letter that it came From one that trembled to subscribe his name Fearing your hate O let not hate descend Nor make you cruell to so vow'd a friend If you le not promise loue grant but accesse And let me know my woes are past redresse Be iust then beautious Iudge and like the lawes Condemne me not till you haue heard my cause Which when you haue from those faire lips returne Either my life in loue or death in scorne Yours or not Philocles Am I awake or dreame I is it true Or does my flattering fancy but suggest What I most couet Pse. Madame the words are there I le sweare it canna be nor be illusion Leu. It is too good for truth Phi. Mocke me not fortune She kist it sawest thou her by heauen she kist it Cle. And with a looke that relisht loue not scorne Leu. This Letter may be forged I much desire to know the certainty Psecas thy helpe must further me Pse. I le not be wanting Leu. Here comes my father he must not see this Pse. No nor your tother sweet heart hee is with him yonder Enter Polimetes Virro Roscio Pol. Nay noble Count you are too old a Souldier To take a maides first no for a deniall They will be nice at first men must pursue