Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.

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Playes written by the thrice noble, illustrious and excellent princess, the Lady Marchioness of Newcastle.
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Newcastle, Margaret Cavendish, Duchess of, 1624?-1674.
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London :: Printed by A. Warren, for John Martyn, James Allestry, and Tho. Dicas ...,
1662.
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Scene 38.
Enter Monsieur Profession, and Madamosel Solid.
PRofession.

Dear Mistress, you are the only She that is fit to be crown'd; the sole Empresse of the World.

Solid.

Let me tell you, Sir? I had rather be a single Shepheardesse, than the sole Empress of the World; for I would not be a Mistress of so much power, to be as a Servant to so much trouble.

Profession.

But, put the case Alexander were alive, and would crown you Empress of the World, you would not refuse that honour, but accept of it, for the sake of renown.

Solid.

Yes, I should refuse it, for if I could not get renown by my own merits, I should wish to dye in Oblivion, for I care not; Nay, I despise such

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honours and renowns, as comes by derivations, as being deriv'd from another, and not inherent in my self, and it is a poor, and mean renown, that is gain'd or got, only by receiving a gift from a fellow-creature, who gives out of pas∣sion, appetite, partiality, vain-glory, or fear, and not for merit or worth∣sake; wherefore, no gifts but those that comes from the Gods, or Nature, are to be esteem'd, or received with thanks, but were to be refused, had man the power to chose, or to deny.

Profession.

Sweet Mistress, nature hath crown'd you with beauty and wit, and the Gods hath given you a noble soul.

Solid.

I wish they had, for the Gods gifts are not like to mans, and natures crown is beyond the golden crown of Art, which are greater glories, than Power, Wealth, Title or Birth, or all the outward honours gain'd on Earth; but I desire the Gods may crown my soul with reason and understanding; Heaven crown my mind with Temperance and Fortitude; Nature crown my body with Health and Strength, time crown my life with comely and discreet age; Death crown my separation with peace and rest; and Fame crown my memory with an everlasting renown; thus may my creation be to a happy end.

Profession.

Gods, Fortune and Fates hath joyned to make me happy in your love, and that which will make me absolutely happy, is, that I shall marry you, and imbrace you as my wife.

Solid.

The absolute happiness is, when the Gods imbraces man with mer∣cy, and kisses him with love.

Ex.
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