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TECNICUS

in The Broken Heart — Ford, John

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PlayThe Broken Heart
AuthorFord, John
Year (catalogued)1633
Decade1630s
Speech prefix(es)Tecn.
Words620
Characters3468
Typicality0.23 (cosine to cluster centroid)
TCP idA01046
ClusterCluster 7 — Pedants, satyrs & Latin wit

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Tempt not the Stars (young man) thou canst not play With the severity of Fate: this change Of habit, and disguise in outward view, Hides not the secrets of thy soul within thee, From their quick-piercing eyes, which dive at all times Down to thy thoughts: in thy aspect I note A consequence of danger. Ah Orgilus, Neglects in young men of delights, and life, Run often to extremities they care not For harms to others, who contemn their own. Spirit of truth inspire thee. On these conditions I conceal thy change, And willingly admit thee for and Auditor. lete my study. BE well advised, let not a resolution Of giddy rashness choke the breath of reason. I am jealous: For if the borrowed shape so late put on, Inferred a consequence, we must conclude Some violent design of sudden nature Hath shook that shadow off, to fly upon A new-hatch'd execution: Orgilus, Take heed thou hast not (under our integrity) Shrouded unlawful plots: our mortal eyes Pierce not the secrets of your hearts, the God Are only privy to them. Just ones, Orgilus, Not to be contradicted: yet beware Of and unsure foundation; no fair colours Can fortify a building faintly jointed. I have observed a growth in thy aspect Of dangerous extent, sudden, and ( ooke too't) I might add certain — I believe it. But know then Orgilus what honour is: Honour consists not in a bore opinion By doing any act that feeds content; Brave in appearance, because we think it brave: Such honour comes by accident, not nature Proceeding from the vices of our passion Which makes our reason drunk. But real Honour Is the reward of virtue, and acquired By Justice or by lour, which for Bases Hath Justice to uphold it. He then fails In honour, who for lucre of Revenge Commits thefts, murders, Treasons and Adulteries, With such Like, by entrenching on joust Laws, Whose sovereignty is best preserved by Justice. Thus as you see how honour must be grounded On knowledge, not opinion: For opinion Relies on probability and Accident, But knowledge on Necessity and Truth: I leave thee to the fit consideration Of what becomes the grace of real Honour. Wishing success to all thy virtuous meanings. I thank thy wish. — Much mystery of Fate Lies hid in that men Fortune's, Curiosity May led his actions into rare attempts; But let the gods be moderators still, No humane power can prevent their will. From whence come thou? What is't Armostes ? Apollo Inspire my Intellect. — The Prince of Argos Is entertained. My duty to the King, good peace to Sparta, And fair day to Armostes. The hurts are yet but mortal, Which shortly will prove deadly: To the King, Armostes, see in safety thou deliver This sealed up counsel; bid him with a constancy Peruse the secrets of the gods: — o Sparta, Oh Lacedemon ! double named, but one In fate: when Kingdoms reel (mark well my Saw) Their heads must needs be giddy: tell the King That henceforth he no more must inquire after My aged head: Apollo will it so; I am for Delphos. Never more to see him, A greater Prince commands me. — Ithocles, When youth is ripe, and Age from time does partly, The liveless Trunk shall wed the Broken Heart. When youth is ripe, and Age from time does partly, The liveless Trunk shall wed the Broken Heart. List Orgilus, Remember what I told thee long before, These tears shall be my witness. Let craft with courtesy a while confer, Revenge proves its own Executioner. My hour is come; Cheer up the King: farewell to all. — Oh Sparta, Oh Lacedemon.