"But yet, my Lord, we must not drink Despair; that Draught let me throw by, and dash the Goblet, urg'd by the Fiends to hinder future Blessings."
— D'Urfey, Thomas (1653?-1723)
Author
Place of Publication
London
Publisher
Printed for John Nutt
Date
1700
Metaphor
"But yet, my Lord, we must not drink Despair; that Draught let me throw by, and dash the Goblet, urg'd by the Fiends to hinder future Blessings."
Metaphor in Context
CARDINAL FILLOMARINO
Almighty Powers, what horrid sounds are these! Plunder and Burnings are the dismal Knels that Toll perpetually! Black Horrour, Revels, and Ruin Triumphs in the Streets of Naples; whil'st in the Viceroy's watry downcast Eyes, we read the baleful Tidings of Distress: But yet, my Lord, we must not drink Despair; that Draught let me throw by, and dash the Goblet, urg'd by the Fiends to hinder future Blessings.
VICEROY DON RODERIGO
No, my Good Lord, my Courage is my Antidote against Despair, and keeps the Poyson from me; yet to a Soul less great than mine to see, the strange Revolves of Fate, the Court's Dishonour, the Ruin of our best Nobility, the danger of our Starving; all Provisions on pain of Death, being hindred to come near us; and this commanded by a Beggar's Brat; A base Plebeian moulded from a Dunghill! This to a Heart less brave, my Lord, might shock and force the Soul from her Religious Ward, to prompt a desperate Action.
CARDINAL FILLOMARINO
Therefore, Faith, and it's Twin-sister, Hope, must rule your Reason.
VICEROY DON RODERIGO
Therefore it does so; but my Wife, I fear, has other Sentiments; her noble Spirit, bred from the Princely Race of the Medinæ, to be block'd up, and as it were Imprison'd by the Rabble, breeds a ferment in her Breast, not easie to be quell'd.
Almighty Powers, what horrid sounds are these! Plunder and Burnings are the dismal Knels that Toll perpetually! Black Horrour, Revels, and Ruin Triumphs in the Streets of Naples; whil'st in the Viceroy's watry downcast Eyes, we read the baleful Tidings of Distress: But yet, my Lord, we must not drink Despair; that Draught let me throw by, and dash the Goblet, urg'd by the Fiends to hinder future Blessings.
VICEROY DON RODERIGO
No, my Good Lord, my Courage is my Antidote against Despair, and keeps the Poyson from me; yet to a Soul less great than mine to see, the strange Revolves of Fate, the Court's Dishonour, the Ruin of our best Nobility, the danger of our Starving; all Provisions on pain of Death, being hindred to come near us; and this commanded by a Beggar's Brat; A base Plebeian moulded from a Dunghill! This to a Heart less brave, my Lord, might shock and force the Soul from her Religious Ward, to prompt a desperate Action.
CARDINAL FILLOMARINO
Therefore, Faith, and it's Twin-sister, Hope, must rule your Reason.
VICEROY DON RODERIGO
Therefore it does so; but my Wife, I fear, has other Sentiments; her noble Spirit, bred from the Princely Race of the Medinæ, to be block'd up, and as it were Imprison'd by the Rabble, breeds a ferment in her Breast, not easie to be quell'd.
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Citation
First performance: May, 1699? Only 1 entry in ESTC (1700).
See The Famous History of the Rise and Fall of Massaniello. In Two Parts. Written by Mr. Tho. D'urfey. (London: Printed for John Nutt, near Stationers-Hall, 1700). <Link to ESTC> [ESTC note: Part 2 The Famous History and Fall of Massainello: or, a Fisherman a Prince (Wing D2621B) has separate title page, dated 1699, and separate pagination and register.]
See The Famous History of the Rise and Fall of Massaniello. In Two Parts. Written by Mr. Tho. D'urfey. (London: Printed for John Nutt, near Stationers-Hall, 1700). <Link to ESTC> [ESTC note: Part 2 The Famous History and Fall of Massainello: or, a Fisherman a Prince (Wing D2621B) has separate title page, dated 1699, and separate pagination and register.]
Date of Entry
06/23/2004
