The Works of Beaumont and Fletcher

The Works of Beaumont and Fletcher

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1859 edition. Excerpt: ... have quite lost him for a father, Until I find your pardon. Nay, there follows A weightier deprivation: His estate I could with a less number of sighs part with; Fortune might attend my youth and my deservings In any climate; but a father's blessing, To settle and confirm that fortune, no where But only here. Your pardon! give me that; And when you have done, kill me; for 'tis that Takes from me the effect of excommunication, A father's heavy curse. Alb. Nay, may that curse Light on himself, for sending thee in this minute, When I am grown as deaf to all compassion As the cruellest sea-fight, or most horrid tempest! That I had drowned i' th' sea a thousand ducats, Thou hadst not made this visit! Hash young man, Thou takest me in an ill planet, and hast cause To curse thy father; for I do protest, If I had met thee in any part o' th' world, But under my own roof, I would have kill'd thee.--Within there!--Enter Physician, Surgeon, and Servants. Look you! Here's a triumph sent for The death of your young master. Sere. Shall we kill him? Alb. No; I'll not be so unhospitable.--But, sir, By my life, I vow to take assurance from you, That right hand never more shall strike my son. Meat. That will be easily protested. Alb. Not easily, When it must be exacted, and a bloody seal to't.--Bind him, and cut off his right hand presently: Fair words shall never satisfy foul deeds. Chop his hand off! Menl. You cannot be so unrighteous To your own honour. Phys. Oh, sir, collect yourself, And recall your bloody purpose! Alb. My intents Of this nature do ever come to action. Surg. Then I Must fetch another stickler. Exit. Alb. Yet I do grieve at heart; And I do curse thy father heartily, That's the cause of my dishonour, sending thee In such an hour, when I am more

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  • English
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  • 9781236580863