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A07326 The heire an excellent comedie. As it was lately acted by the Company of the Reuels. / Writren [sic] by T.M. Gent.. May, Thomas, 1595-1650. 1622 (1622) STC 17713; ESTC S109948 36,155 66

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Phi. T is my ambition euer to be yours Leu. Thinke me not light deare Philocles so soone To grant thee loue that others might haue sought With eagerest pursuit and not obtain'd But I was yours by fate and long haue beene Before you wood Leucothoe was wonne And yours without resistance Phi. Oh my Starres T was your kind influence that whist I slept In dullest ignorance contriu'd for me The way to crowne me with felicity Pol. You may be deceiu'd though You haue no such great reason To thanke your Starres if you knew all Phil. And know faire Mistresse you haue met a loue That time nor fate nor death can euer change A man that but in you can haue no being Let this kisse seale my faith Leu. And this mine Pol. Nay too 't againe your sweete meate shall haue sowre sawce Phi. But sweet 'mongst all these Roses ther 's one thorne That prickes and galls me our parents enmity Will crosse our loues I doe assure my sonne This father neuer will giue his consent Leu. No so I thinke he moues me still to Virro That old craz'd Count and with such vehemency I dare scarce bide his presence if I deny him Therefore we must be speedy in our course And take without his leaue what he denyes Pol. I thanke you for that good daughter Ros. I told you Sir t would come to this at last Phi. Oh thou hast spoke my wishes and hath shewd Thy selfe in loue as true as beautifull Then let 's away dearest Leucothoe My fortunes are not poore then feare no want This constant loue of ours may proue so happy To reconcile our parents enmity Leu. Heauen grant it may Po. Neuer by this meanes yongster Leu. But soft now I thinke better on t I le not goe Phi. Why dearest is thy loue so quickly cold Leu. No but I le not venter thee thine is the danger Thou knowest t is death by law to steale an heire And my deare brothers most vntimely death Hath lately made me one what if thou shouldst be taken Phi. Oh feare not that had I a thousand liues They were too small a venture for such prise I tell thee sweete a face not halfe so faire As thine hath arm'd whole actions in the field And brought a thousand ships to Tenedos To sacke lamented Troy and should I feare To venture one poore life and such a life As would be lost in nor possessing thee Come come make that no scruple when shall we goe Leu. This present euening for to morrow morning My father lookes that I should giue consent To marry with the Count Phil. Best of all would t were this present houre I le goe prepare but shall I call thee heere Leu. Oh no wee le meete Phi. Where dearest Leu. East from the City by a Riuers side Not distant halfe a mile there stands a groue Where often riding by I haue obserued A little Hermitage there I will stay If I be first if you doe you the like Let th' houre be ten then shall I best escape Phi. Nere sweeter comfort came from Angels lips I know the place and will be ready there Before the houre I le bring a friend with me As true as mine owne heart one Clerimont That may doe vs good if danger happen Leu. Vse your pleasure Phi. Dearest farewell Houres will seeme yeeres till we are met againe exeunt Pol. Ah Sirrah this geere goes well god a mercy girle For thy intelligence why this is as much as a Man could desire the time place and euery thing I warrant vm they passe no further well Goe thou in and wait vpon thy Mistresse shee s Melancholly till she see her sweete heart againe but When shee does shee shall not see him long Not a word of what 's past among vs for your life Pse. I warrant you my Lord Pol. I le not so much as shew an angry looke Or any token that I know any of their proceedings But Rosio we must lay the place strongly if they Should scape vs I were pritily fool'd now after all This Ros. Why t is impossible my Lord wee le goe Strong enough besides I thinke it fit we tooke An Officer along with vs to countenance it the Better Pol. Thou sayst well goe get one I le goe my selfe along with you too I loue To see sport though I am old you 'le goe Along with vs to Sir Eu. I Sir you shall Command my seruice when you are ready Pol. Now Euphues what I did but barely act Thy bleeding heart shall feele losse of a sonne If Law can haue his course as who can let it I know thou think'st mine dead and in thy heart Laughest at my falling house but let them laugh That winne the prize things nere are knowne till ended Exeunt Pol. and Ros. Eugenio solus Eug. Well I like my sisters choise she has taken a man Whose very lookes and carriage speake him Worthy besides he is Noble his fortunes sufficient They both loue each other what can my father More desire that he gapes so after this old Count that comes for the estate as tother vpon My soule does not but pure spotlesse loue but Now his plot is for reuenge vpon his old enemy Fye Fye t is bloudy and vnchristian my soule Abhors such acts this match may rather Reconcile our houses and I desire where worth Is to haue friendship as on my soule t is there Well Philocles I hope to call thee brother Somewhat I le doe I le goe perswade Count Virro Not to loue her I know the way and I le but Tell him truth her brother liues that will Coole his loue quickly but soft here comes The Count as fit as may be Enter Virro Vir. She loues me not yet but that 's no matter I shall haue her her father sayes I shall And I dare take his word maides are quickly Ouer-rul'd ah ah me thinkes I am growne yonger Then I was by twenty yeeres this Fortune Cast vpon me is better then Medeas charme to Make an old man yong againe to haue a Lords estate freely bestowed and with it such A beauty as should warme Nectors bloud Make old Priam lusty Fortune I see thou louest me Now I le build a Temple to thee shortly and Adore thee as the greatest deity Now what are you Euge. A poore Scholler my Lord one that Am little beholding to Fortune Vir. So are most of your profession Thou shouldst take some more thriuing Occupation to be a iudges man they are The brauest now adayes or a Cardinals Pander that were a good profession and gainefull Euge. But not lawfull my Lord Verro Lawfull That Cardinall may come to be Pope and Then he could pardon thee and himselfe too Eu. My Lord I was brought vp a Scholler And I thanke your counsell My Lord I haue some for you and therefore I Came Vir. For me what I prithee Eu. T is weighty and concernes you neere Vir. Speake what i st Eu. My Lord