WHITE QUEEN'S PAWN

Where should truth speak If not in such a sorrow? they're tears plainly: Beshrew me if she weep not heartily? What is my peace to her to take such pains in't? If I wander to lose, and with broad eyes Yet miss the path she ran blindfold in. (Through often exercise) why should my oversight, Though in the game that ere Christian lost, Raise the least spring of pity in her eye, 'Tis doubtless a great charity, and no virtue, Could win me surer. AND here again it is the daughters duty To obey her fessors command in all things Without exception, or expostulations; 'Tis the most general rule that ere I herd of: Yet when I think how boundless virtue is, Goodness and grace lies gently reconciled, And then it appears well to have the power Of the dispensor are's vncircumscrib do It has been all my glory to be firm, In what I have professed. By my penitence A comely presentation, and the habit To admiration reverend. To the good work I bow and will become, Obedience humblest daughter, scythence I find The assistance of a sacred strength to aid me: The labour is as easy to serve virtue The right way since, it's she I ever served In my desire, though I transgressed in Judgement. To the guilty, That may appear some benefit. I stand not much in fear of any account Guilty of that black crime (most noble holiness,) I must confess as in a sacred Temple, Thronged with and auditory, some come rather To feed on human object, then to taste Of Angels food. So in the Congregation of quick thoughts Which are more infinite, then such assemblies, I cannot for truths safely speak for all: Some have been wanderers, some sinful, some found: But those found ever poor entertainment. They encouragement to come again, The single life which strongly I profess now: Heaven pardon me, I was about to partly from. But left no stain In all my passage (Sir) no print of wrong; For the most chased maid that may trace my footsteps. By base treachery, And violence prepared by the Competitor: The black Knights pawn whom I shall ever hate for't. I wish not so heavy. But how are these in voto employed (Lady) Till they receive the habit. I reverence your pains (Sir) And must confess, custom to enjoy What other women challenge and possess, More ruled me then desire: for my desires Dwell all in Ignorance, and I'll never wish To know that found way, may redeem them thence. By virtue never: I have only in the dignity of the creature, Admired the works glory. (Sir) that is a virtue: I have ever thought on with especial reverence. There's my grief, my hate. Holy Sir, Too long, I have missed you, o your absence starves me, Hasten for times redemption (worthy Sir) Lay your commands as thick and fast upon me As you can speak em, how I thirst to hear em: Set me to work upon this spacious virtue, Which the poor span of life's, tomorrow for Boundless obedience, the humblest, yet mightiest of all Duties, well set her down a universal goodness. For virtues sake, good sir, Command something, Make trial of my duty in some small service, And as you find the faith of my obedience there, Then trust it with a greater. Have I locked my self At unawares into sins servitude With more desire of goodness? is this the tie Of all strict order, and the holiest Of all societies, the three vowed people For Poverty, Obedience, Chastity: The last they most forget, when a Virgins rain I see the great work of Obedience, Is better then half finished. Nearer? Bless me, threatens me, And quite dismays the good strength that should Help me. I never was so doubtful of my safety. But nearer the offerors oft more wicked. (Sir.) O Heaven! Then take my life (Sir) And leave my honour for to guide me to Heaven. For Heaven and virtues sake I'll venture my escape on all dangers now, King of Integrety, Queen of the same, and all the house professors Of noble Candor, uncorrupted justice, And truth of heart, through my alone discovery (My Like and honour wondrously preserved) I bring into your knowledge with my sufferings, Fearful affrightments, and heart-killing terrors, The great incendiary of all Christendom, The absolute abuser of true sanctity, Fairer peace, and holy order can be found In any partly of th'vniuefsall Globe: Who making meek devotion keep the door, (His lips being full of holy zeal at first) Would have committed a foul rape upon me. Sir, to proceed, Gladly I offered life to preserve honour, Which would not be accepted without both: The chief of his ill aim to be at mine honour, Till heaven was pleased by some unlooked for accident, To give me courage to redeem my self. The place that he should fill is void my L. His gilded has scarde him the black Bishops pawn. Spite of sins glorious ostentatio n; And all blood-threats, that thunder cracks of pride, Ushering a storm malice house of impudence, Trust and aeqiuocation, my true cause Shall keep the path it treads in. Yesterday's cursed evening. What new engine, Ha the devil raised in him now. Shift your treachery, They'ue worn one suit too long. Amazement covers me, Can I be forsaken of a cause So strong in truth and equity, will virtue Send me no aid in this hard time of friendship. Calamity of virtue, my Queen leaves me too: Am I cast off as the Olive casts her flower? Poor friendless innocence art thou left a prey, To the devourer? Assist me goodness, I shall to prison again. O it's a righteous story she has told (Sir) My life and same stands mutually engaged, Both to the truth and goodness of this pawn. Thou talkest of marriage. The man. Sure thou art mistaken, for this man I have promised single life to all my affections. How came you to see or know this mystery. This is wondrous strange, The faculties of soul are still the same, I cannot feel one motion tend that way. It was well applied, but may I see him too. That's no hard observation, trust it With me, is't possible, I long to see this man. I'll put that to venture, now I have Snapped thee, thou shalt do all the dirty drudgery, That slavery was ever put too. I find no motion yet, what should I Think on't? a sudden fear invades me, A faint trembling under this omen As oft felt the panting of a Turtle, Under a stroking hand. Not any partly: Pray try another. There's nothing shows at all. O let him stay a while, a little longer. O, I did in to give consent to see it, What certainty is in our bloods our states? What we still write is blotted out by fates: Our wills are Like a cause that is Law-tost, What one Court order, is by another-crost. I do not know What answer yet to make, it does require, A meeting betwixt my fear and my desire. O my heart. The time you see, Is not yet come. I would force nothing From it's proper virtue, Let time have his full course. I'de rather die The modest death of undiscovered love, You have heavens leaft and lowest servant suffer, Or in his motion receive check for me: How is my souls growth altar'd that single life, The fittest garment that peace ere made for't Is grown too straight, too stubborn on the sudden. O here's a Traitor Leapt from my heart into my cheek all ready. That will betray all to his powerful eye, If it but glance upon me. What will you do? If there prove no check in the Magick-glasse. But by proportion come as fair, and full Into his eyes as his into mine lately, You I'm confirmed he is mine for ever. Even so was yours to me (sir.) Perfectly clear, no Sooner my name used, but yours appeared. How this night (Sir) Did not I know you must be mine, and therein Your privilege runs strong, for that lose motion You never should be, is it not by fortune To match with a pure mind, then am I miserable, The Doves and all chased loving, winged creatures Have their pairs fit, their desires justly Mated is woman, more infortunate, virgin? The (may of woman) fate has ordained (Sir) We should be man and wife, has not given Warrant for aim act of knowledge till We are so. In all joust duty ever. I see was but a trial of my duty now, Has a more modest mind, and in that virtue Most worthily hath Fate provided for me, Hah! 'tis the bad-man in the Reverend habit, Dares he be seen again? Traitor to Holiness, O marble fronted Impudence, and knows, How ill has used? I'm ashamed he blushes not, (Sir) for the reverend respect you ought To give to Sanctity (though none to me) In being her servant vowed, and wear her livery, (If I might counsel) you should never speak, The language of unchastity in that habit: You will not think how ill it do's with you, The world's a stage on which all parts are played, You'd think it most absurd to see a Devil Presented there not in a Devils shape, Or wanting one, to send him out in yours, You'd rail at that for and absurdity, No College ere committed, for Decorum sake then For pities cause, for sacred virtues honour, If you'll persist still in your diulish partly, Present him as you should, and let one That carries up the goodness of the play, Come in that habit: and I'll speak with him, Then will the parts be fitted, and the spectators Know which is which, they must have cunning judgments, To find it else, for such a one as you Is able to deceive a mighty Auditory. Nay those you have seduced (if there be any In the assembly) if they see what manner You play the Game with me, they cannot love you. Is there so little hope of you to smile (sir) So hight burning? The siliables of sin, fly from his lips, As if the letter came new cast from Hell. Strange of all men he should light on him, To tie that holy knote that sought to undo me, Were you requested to perform that business (sir) As for that (sir) Now you're most welcome, and my fair Hope's of you You'd never break the sacred knote you tied once, With any lewd solicitings hereafter. Nay stay, and hear me but give thanks a Little (if your care can endure a work so gracious, Then you may take your pleasure. This that may challenge the chief chair in Hell, And fit above his Master. And thou lewd Pawn, the shame of Womanhood. O bloody villain, wouldst thou heap a mur der, On thy first foul offences? Oh merciless bloodhound It's time that thou Wertenberg taken For thy sake and that partner in thy shame, I'll never know man further then by Name. I was discharged By and inhuman accident, which modesty Forbids me to put any language too. The same (blessed Sir) Ignoble villain, dare that unhallowed tongue Lay hold upon a found so gracious, What's nobleness to thee, or virgin Chastity? They're not of thy acquaintance, talk of violence, That shames creation, deeds would make night blush That's company for thee, hast thou the impudence To court me with the Leprosy upon thee, Able to infect the walls of a great building. How deep in duty in observance plunge? His charge must needs be reverend. Pray send not back My Innocence to wound me, be more courteous, I must confess much Like a ignorant plaintiff Who presuming on the fair path of his meaning Goes rashly on, till on a sudden brought Into the wilderness of Law, by words Dropped unadvisedly, hurts his good cause, And gives the Adversary advantage by it. Apply it you can best (sir) if my obedience And your command can find no better way, Found men command, and wantons best obey. Good men may err sometime, you're mistaken, Sure if this be virtues path, 'tis a most strange one, I never came this way before. I sue to thee, prithee be one of us Let my love win thee, thou hast done truth this day, And yesterday my honour noble service. The best Pawn of our house, could transcend it not. That will satisfy me much. O my diftrest condition. I will discover the Arch-hypocrite, To all the kindreds of the earth. Virtue to show her influence more strong, Fits me with patience mightier then my wrong. If he be mine, why should he partly so soon? Hah. Help, o help. How? marriage? The very same that the Magical Presented lately unto me. Not a foot (sir.) That power that hath preserved me from this devil. That sufferest him through blind lust to be led, Last night to the Actium of some common bed. Of virgins be thou ever honoured. Now you may go, you hear I have given thanks (sir)