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What I shall yet doe, With all the industrie and strength I have lent me And grace of heaven to guid, so it but satisfie The expectation of the State commaunds me And in my Cuntries eye appeere but lovely, I shall sitt downe, though old and bruizd yet happie; Nor can the bitter and bold tounge of mallice, That never yet spoke well of faire deservings, With all hir course aspersions floong upon me Make me forsake my dutie, touch or shake me Or gaine so much upon me as an anger, Whilst here I hold me loyall.
Bois. And the rather When question is made of such as are Your officers placed in authoritie, Of whom the ancientst Mounsieur Barnavelt, So much commended for so many good And notable services don for theis Cuntries, Deserves most serious regard.
'Tis to be feard soe And therefore, howsoere I movd your lordships To a mild and sweet proceeding in this busines, That nothing might be construde in't malitious And make the world believe our owne ends wrought it, Now it concernes ye to put on more strictnes And with seveerer eyes to looke into it: Ye robb yourselves of your owne rightes els, Justice, And loose those pious names your Cuntries safeties.
Examine all men Branded with such fowle syns as you now dye for, And you shall find their first stepp still Religion. Gowrie in Scotland, 'twas his maine pretention: Was not he honest, too? his Cuntries father?
But such shall find their flattering breath but makes The fire, our Cuntries safetie byds us cherish, To burne with greater heate. Vand. And so consume him. Or. The freedom of our goverment, and our honours, And what we dare doe now lies at the stake.
Birds in the aire were rosted and not burn'd, For, as they fell downe, all the way they turn'd. Sis. Most excellent! De. I have seene Larkes in that motion at fire With an Engine of packthread perpendicular. Sis. What would they have given for a shower in those Cuntries? De.
Faith, try the Prince, Sir; You are at your last. Bar. Art thou my Son? thou lyest; I never got a Parasite, a Coward. I seeke the Prince or bend in base submission! Ile seeke my grave first. Yf I needes must fall And that the fatall howre is cast of Barnavelt, Just like a strong demolishd Tower ile totter And fright the neighbour Cuntries with my murmour.
We beseech your Excellencies To pardon us; our duties are not wanting, Nor dare we entertaine a thought to crosse ye: We are placed here on Commaund. Or. To keepe me out? Have I lost my place in Councell? are my services Growne to so poore regards, my worth so bankrupt? Or am I tainted with dishonest actions, That I am held unfitt my Cuntries busines? Who placd ye here? 1 Gu.
Turler addresses to two young German noblemen his book "written on behalf of such as are desirous to travell, and to see foreine cuntries, and specially of students.... Mee thinkes they do a good deede, and well deserve of al men, that give precepts for traveyl.
My noble Lords, Let it not seeme displeasing to your wisdomes, I humbly ask in what I have offended, Or how suspected stand, or with what cryme blotted, That this day from your fellowship, your councell, My Cuntries care and where I owe most service, Like a man perishd in his worth I am exilde. Bar. Your Grace must know we cannot wait attendaunce, Which happely you looke for. Or. Wayt, my lords!
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