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Love and honour written by W. Davenant, Knight.
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D'Avenant, William, Sir, 1606-1668.
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1649
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Wing D329; ESTC R17488
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thy love a virgins heart I know Is sooner strok'd than check'd into a kind Surrender of her breast Evan. Sir all the bounties that the heavens provide For truth and clemency fall on your still Alva If thou suspect'st I 've not enough of cold And holy temper to resist the flames Of appetite command that I shall see Thee here no more my obedience straite Shall be restraind within a sacred vow For I would have thy thoughts Evandra safe As thy beauties are Evan. It were a crime Greater I hope than I shall ere commit To doubt such princely goodnesse can pervert it selfe Alva Then I shall cherish oportunities To hasten my returne Evan. Not Angells sure when they converse can meet VVith lesse intent of sinne and more of joy Alva VVell I must see thee oft thy wondrous eyes Have softned all my spirits to a calme And easie temper for thy sway that I Could change my corslet and my iron vests Of rugged war to move in gentle pace Vnto the tunefull whispers of thy Lute Still cloth'd in tender garments of thy work And for a plumed Helmet weare chapletts Of flowers in a mysterious order rank'd By thy white virgin hand theu like thy neat Ore'busie maid bind up thy looser philetting And pleate in curles thy soft dishevelld haire I le make my frequent visits here till thou Confesse how much I am subdu'd Evand I am opprest with feare the watchfull Duke Your father should observe unto this sad Vnusuall place your stolne approach then My sorrowes would be doubled in your danger Alva Danger how noble lovers smile at such A thought 't is love that onely fortifies And gives us mighty vigor to attempt On others force and suffer more than we Inflict would all the souldiers that I leade In active war were lovers too though leane Feebled weakned with their ladys frowns How when their valours stirrd would they march strong Through hideous gulphs through numerous herds Of angry Lyons and consuming fire Knock within Evan. What doubtfull noyse is that Alva 'T is Colladine I did appoint him here Stay Prospero let him not enter yet O envious chance must we depart so scone They put Evendra downe in the cave Descend like the bright officer of day Whilst darkned we thy beauteous absence mourne And every flower doth weepe till thy returne Opens the doore le ts in Calladine Pros His looks declare there 's hazard and some haste Alv. What wouldest thou speake Cal. The Duke your father sir is much perplext He calls for Prospero and it is feard Will torture him to find Evandra's flight Alva He shall not yet appeare I will indure His angers edge with venture of my selfe Stay till I send Exit Cal. My Lord I grieve to see your sorrowes beare So great a weight as makes you groane unto Your selfe this silence and fixation of Your eyes untill unchanged objects cause Them ake is much unlike your wonted mind Suspect not but the Prince will qualifie His Father to a peace and a more just Interpretation of your worth Pros Know Calladine 't is not Evandras bonds Nor all the torments that th' incensed Duke From cruelty or art can minister Have power to freeze and fixe me like a statue thus I have another cause that swels my heart Till 't grow too spacious for my breast Cal. 'Las sir your favours have oblig'd me so That I must share your griefe and 't would perhaps Afferd some remedy to share the cause Pro. I know not Calladine in the vast world One I more love or would so boldly trust But thou wilt think me mad Cal. My Lord I le forget then my manners and My reason too Pro Come thou shalt know I love How wilt thou smile to seem ambitious eyes Looke higher than the Eagle when he soares To elevate his sight I love Cal. Who is' t you love Pro. Evandra now mixe pitty in thy scorn Cal. 'T is sad the Prince and you should meet with so Much violence in the same choice Pro. At first i' th rage of fight I gaz'd on her With halfe discernings of her forme a mi•• Of fury hung between us then but since That I have viewd her beauty with some care And seen how sweetly she demeanes her in Calamity I have orethrown my heart With liking her too much Cal. It will require great wisdome to perswade In this the cause is dangerous Pro. Would I had nere been born then I had miss'd The sight and memory of her and my Fond errors should have been as much unknown As m' uncreated selfe Enter Altesto Alt. My Lord your servant gave me entrance with Command that I should speake with you Pro. 'T is true Altesto y' have a maiden prisoner Call'd Melora 't is my request that you Conduct her hither in disguise though law Newly proclaimd allow no ransome for her You shall be paid your own demand Altest I le obey your Lordship she shall attend You straight what use can he imploy her to Prosp Come Calladine ease me with thy counsell Exeunt Enter Vasco Tristan Frivolo Lelia Vas Is Lelia your own prisoner Tristan Trist The powerful purchase of my sword Vas What is she heire to a brasse thimble and A skeane of brown thread she 'l not yeeld thee in Algiers above a ducket being strip'd And for her clothes they 'r fitter for a paper-mill Than a Pallace Fri. Let her serve your captive widdow Vas Why Tristan that 's a yeares wages for you 'T is well thought on will you serve Lelia Lel. I hope sir I shall be fit to serve Vas Yes serve for an Hospitall when the sins Of the Campe are retir'd into your bones She 's vilely out of Linnen Trist How can I help't Vas Let her make love to a Sexton and steale shrowds Fri. Trust my knowledge Vasco she 's for thy turne Present her to thy widdow she may wooe In thy behalf toste plum cakes for her Muskadine And brush her velvet hood on holy-dayes Vas Tristan convey her to her as my gift But Lelia you must speake notable words Of me first what a goodly man I am That I get Matrons at a hundred and ten VVith double Twins and how in time of warre I fill up the muster with mine own Issue Lel. Marry sir heaven forbid Vas D' you heare this wench has been villanously Ill bred and I le lay my life She sings at her work too the holy caroll O' th Ladies daughter converted in Paris She was of Paris properly c. Trist Fie Lelia you must now take care you are Not now i' th Campe but in a civill Common wealth Lel. I shall endeavour sir to learne Vas Nor must you perswade you Mistris rise Too early to her beads she may catch cold Having already a pestilent cough And so will dye before I marry her Lel. I hope I shall not be so mischievous Vas VVell Gentlemen the fruitfull houre is now Drawn neere that gives successe