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A07498
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A game at chæss as it was acted nine dayes to gether at the Globe on the banks side.
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Middleton, Thomas, d. 1627.
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STC 17883; ESTC S106481
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Graue as a Tetrach which is gracious i th' eye of modest pleasure where 's the emptinesse What can you more request W. Q. p. I do not know What answere yet to make it doth require A meeting 'twixt my feare and my desire B. Q. p. Shee 's caught and which is strong by her most wronger Finit Actus Tertius Incipit Quartus Enter Blacke Knights Pawne and Blacke Bishops Pawne B. Kt. P. THE Iesuit in his gallant habit T is he my Confessor he might haue pass'd me Seauen yeares together had I not by chance Aduanc'd mine eye vpon that lettered Hat bond The Iesuiticall symbale to be worne By the braue Colledgians with consent T is a strange habit for a holy Father A president of pouerty especially But wee the sonnes and daughters of Obedience Dare not once think awry but must confesse our selues As humble to the father of that feather Long speare and ponyard as to the Abbey and Alter And happy we are so highly grac'd t' attaine to 't Holy and reuerend B. B. p. How has found me out B. Kt. p. Oh sir put on the sparlingst trim of glory Perfection will shine for most and I know you By the Catholicall marke you weare about you The marke aboue your fore-head B. B. p. Are you growne So ambitious in your obseruance well your businesse I haue my Game to follow B. Kt. p. I haue a worme Followes me so that I can follow no game The most faint hearted pawne if hee could see His play might snap me vp at pleasure I desire sir to be absolued my conscience Being at ease I could then with more courage Play my Game B. B. p. 'T was a base fact B. Kt. p. 'T was to a Schisamticke pawne sir B. B. p. What 's that to the ability of reuenge Suffices I haue neither will nor power To giue you absolution for that violence Make your petition to the penance Chamber If the Taxe Regester relieue you in 't By the blacke bishops clemency you hau'wrought out A single peece of fauour with your money It 's all your refuge now En. w. Q. and b. Q. p. B. Kt. p. This sting shootes deeper B. B. p. Yonder 's my Game which like a politic Chessner I must not seeme to see W. Q. p. Oh my heart B. Q. p. That 't is VV. Q. p. The very same that the Magicall Presented lately vnto me B. Q. p. Aud how like A most regardlesse stranger hee walkes by Meerely ignorant of that sate you are not indeede The principall'st part of him what strange misteries Inscrutable loue workes by W. Q. p. The time you see Is not yet come B. Q. p. But 't is in our power now To bring time neerer knowledge is a mastery And make it obserue vs and not wee it W. Q. p. I would force nothing From it's proper vertue Let time haue his full course I 'de rather die The modest death of vndiscouered loue You haue heau'ns leaft and lowest seruant suffer Or in his motion receiue checke for me How is my soules growth altar'd that single life The fittest garment that peace ere made for 't Is growne too streight too stubborn on the suddain B. Q. p. Hee comes this way agen W. Q. p. Oh here 's a Traytor Leapt from my heart into my cheeke all ready That will betray all to his powerfull eye If it but glance vpon me B. Q. p. By my verity Looke he 's past by agen downe in neglect Without the prosperous hin't of so much happines To looke vpon his forrude how close fate Seales vp the eye of humaine vnderstanding Till like the Sunnes flower time and loue incloses it 'T is pitty he should dwell in ignorance longer W. Q. p. What will you do B. Q. p. Yes dye a bashfull death doe And let the remedy passe by vnus'd skill You 're chayn'd enough all ready looke into 't Absolute Sir with your most noble pardon For this my rude intrusion I am bold To bring the knowledge of a secret neerer By many daies sir then would it arriue In its owne proper reuelation with you Pray turne and fix do you know yon'd noble goodnes B. B. p. T is the first minute my eye blest me with her And clearely shews how much my knowledg wanted Not knowing her till now B. Q. p. She 's to be lik'd then Pray view aduisedly there 's strong reason That I 'me so bold to vrge it you must guesse The worke concernes you neerer then you thinke for B. B. p. Her glory and the wonder of this secret Puts a recipricall amazement on me B. Q. p. And t is not without worth You two must be better acquainted B. B. p. Is their cause affinity Or any couetous helpe creation ioyes in To bring that worke forward B. Q. p. Yes yes I can shew you The neerest way to that perfection Of a most vertuous one that ioy ere found Pray marke her once agen you follow me And I will shew you her must be your wife sir B. B. p. The mistery exceeds or else creation Has set that admirable peece before vs To chuse out chaste delight by B. Q. p. Please you follow Sir B. B. p. What heart haue you to put in on one obiect And cannot get me off t is paine to part from 't Exit W. Q. p. If there proue no check in the Magick-glasse But by proportion come as faire and full Into his eyes as his into mine lately You I 'me confirmed he is mine for euer Enter agen B. B. p. B. B. p. The very selfe same that my mirror blest me with From head to foote the beauty and the habit Kept you this place still did not you remooue Lady VV. Q. p. Not a foote sir B. Q. p. Is 't possible I would haue sworne I 'de seene the substance yonder 'T was to that lustre to that life presented W. Q. p. Euen so was yours to me sir B. B. p. Pawne saw you mine W. Q. p. Perfectly cleare no Sooner my name vsed but yours appeared B. B. p. Iust so did yours at mine now B. Q. p. Why stand you idle will you let time Cousen you protracting time of those Delicious benefits that faith marked to you You modest paire of blushing Gamesters and you Sir the bashfull I cannot flatter a foule fault in any Can you be more then man and wife assigne And by a power the most irreuocable Others that be adventurers in delight May meete with crosses shame or seperation You know the mind of fate you must be coupled B. B. p. Shee speakes but truth in this I see no reason then That wee should misse the rellish of this night But wee are both shame-fac't W. Q. p. How this night Sir Did not I know you must be mine and therein Your priuiledge runnes strong for that loose motion You neuer should be is it not by fortune To match with a pure minde then am I miserable The Doues and all chast louing winged